Post by bbbaseball96 on Aug 6, 2020 16:40:16 GMT -5
[This scene was filmed a few minutes after Ace Voltage and Cassius Reed lost their match on Vertigo.]
We see Ace Voltage noticeably upset walking around the back stage area. He notices the cameras are rolling and angrily walks up to them. Ace Voltage: Did you idiots see what happened out there tonight!? Did you see Reed cost me the match? That idiot got in MY way and we lost because of it! His ass better not try and blame me.
Ace paces back and forth trying to collect his thoughts.
Ace Voltage: What the hell were the decision makers of FGA doing in the first place anyway? Why would a champion like me want to tag with someone like Reed? Someone who is BELOW me. Someone who does not deserve to be in the same ring with me let alone be my partner. Now I know what you’re thinking
Ace gives a quick sarcastic laugh.
Ace Voltage: Yes, I did use Reed before. Yes I wanted him on my side. BUT, that was it. I just used Reed for my gain. I sent Chaz packing back to the retirement home with Reed’s help. We had a deal and that was it. Nothing more. But, now he wants to stick his nose into my business again? He thinks he deserves a title shot?
The anger on Ace’s face intensifies.
Ace Voltage: No way! Especially not after tonight. We had everything to lose and nothing to gain tonight. All we needed was a simple victory. But, now? Now, I’m in a bad mood and don’t want to be pissed off more. Tonight was a joke and if things don’t improve for the greatest Mid-Atlantic Legacy champion of all time, then heads will roll. I’m taking my title and going home.
Ace pushes the cameras out of his face as he angrily walks down the hall and the cameras fade to black.
Post by James Edwards on Sept 5, 2020 23:07:41 GMT -5
"The Burning Heart" looks relaxed, more relaxed than the FGA audience have ever seen him.
James Edwards: So, like I said, I just wanted to say thanks and sorry to a few folks before I leave tonight. I don't know if he's watchin' this or not, but Logan Alexander, your the kind of man I want to be in this sport, and I'm damn sorry for what I did to you last year. The same goes to Chris Madison. I'm sorry I pretty much spat in your face when you were trying to be a good dude. You kicked the shit out of me and some sense back into me. Thanks for that, Mayhem.
He smirks, imagining the two veterans wrestlers giving him the finger and then inviting him out for a beer.
James Edwards: The last bit of thanks I got is for two people who might not expect Neal Durden and Lowri Moss. Y'all are a hell of a tag team and are great on your own. I remember watchin' y'all all the way back in the UKWF and thinkin' you might do well in this sport. You've exceeded my expectations, and you're the future of this company. Take the reigns like I couldn't and break the glass ceiling. Thank you for giving me hope that his place ain't always going to be the Goddess show.
He turns to leave. Camera Man: What about Sloan Talbot?
The old fire flickers in James' eyes for a moment but as fast at it came, it was gone.
James Edwards: Let roid' rage talk. I don't give a shit about him. I got baseball to watch.
And with that, James Edwards walks into the New Jersey night, a free man.