Post by Robb on Feb 24, 2017 4:09:40 GMT
((The opening riff to “Hardwired" by Metallica plays inside the Orleans Arena in Las Vegas, NV as highlights from last week’s historic Anarchy are played. Shots of Pretty Boy Floyd hitting a Melon Melt, Adrien Cochrane and Avery Miles going back and forth in battle, Hutch Lanahan hitting a Discus Lariat on Ricky Holt, Riddick putting Psychnuts through the Spanish announce table, Adrien Cochrane passing out in Tyson Gregory’s Lion Tamer and finally, a shot of Tyson Gregory on his knees with the #FSociety Championship in his hands, soaking in the moment. Pyro shoots up at the top of the entrance way and the fans are going wild as Anarchy is about to begin. The camera now pans over to the announce team.))
KV: We are here in the Orleans Arena in Las Vegas in front of a sold out crowd of 9,000 people! This is #FSociety’s second episode of Anarchy and I’m Khristina Valentine, here live with my broadcast partner, Samuel Griffin.
SG: Do you think we can top the first show?
KV: It’s going to be tough to top a night like that but I guess we’ll never know unless we find out!
SG: I’m wondering how Tyson Gregory and Adrien Cochrane will coexist in tonight’s main event after everything that went down two weeks ago.
KV: I think they’ll get along fine because the common denominator with those two? They love to win.
SG: You’re probably right, what a rare occurrence!
KV: Whatever! It’s now time for match one! Taryn Diaz vs Heather Sandstorm!
Match One: Singles Match
Taryn Diaz vs Heather Sandstorm
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall and can be won through pinfall, submission, disqualification and countout!
((“Waterproof Blonde” - Just Close Your Eyes rocks the arena as Taryn walks out and gets a mix reaction from the crowd. She stood there, looked around. Soaking the reaction of the crowd as she’d proceeded to walk down. She enters the ring and right away leans against the ring ropes still soaking in the mix reaction as she waits for her opponent to arrive.))
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring first… Weighing in at 145 pounds and hailing from Brooklyn, New York…. TARYN DIAZ!!!!!
KV: Taryn is looking to rebound from her loss last week.
SG: Loss? What loss? She took off because of unsanitary ring conditions. She didn’t even lose! Heather’s teammate, Caroline Holt, is the one who lost.
KV: I don’t know if I see it that way.
SG: Well you should because Taryn Diaz is undefeated!
((Pink lights float around as "Sway" starts playing through the speakers. Heather Sandstorm walks out onto the stage and sways her hips with the music. She then sashays down the ramp while waving at the crowd. She sashays up the steps while catching the eye of some fans. She enters the ring while waving toward the crowd.))
Jennifer Taylor: Her opponent… Weighing in at 149 pounds and hailing from Phoenix, Arizona… HEATHERRRR SANDSTORMMMMM!
KV: This is the first action that we’re going to see Heather Sandstorm in.
SG: Things didn’t go well for her Nexus teammates last week, did it?
KV: It did not. Hopefully she can recover for her team this week against Taryn.
SG: Only time will tell.
((The referee calls for the bell and Taryn locks up with Heather. Taryn is able to shove Heather down on the ground. Heather slaps the mat in frustration before getting up and charging after Taryn and going for a clothesline but Taryn is able to duck under it. Heather turns around and Taryn nails her with a thunderous dropkick. Taryn then picks Heather up and throws her towards the turnbuckle which Heather lands into back first with a thud.))
SG: Taryn has taken control of this match! I like it when she takes control.
KV: SAMUEL!
SG: What!? I mean as a wrestler!
KV: That’s not what you meant!
SG: Shut it!
((Taryn runs towards Heather and delivers a running knee to Heather’s gut. Taryn then climbs up the turnbuckle and grabs a handful of Heather’s hair as she stands over her and starts screaming out at the crowd. Taryn then starts to deliver punches to Heather’s head with her free hand and the fans start to count along. “One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!” After the tenth punch, Taryn hops down and shoves Heather down, face first into the mat.))
SG: New name change for Miss Taryn Diaz but she is still bringing that same ruthless attitude of hers.
KV: She is dominating Heather. It looks like Taryn has some pent up aggression she is taking out on her.
SG: She’s a new woman! She just had an impressive victory over Corey Bull at NGW’s last ever show and now she is showing domination here tonight in #FSociety!
((Taryn waits for Heather to get back up and when she does, Taryn nails her with a superkick which puts Heather in a daze. Taryn then runs towards the ropes and springboards off of them with her back facing Heather before grabbing Heather by the neck and bringing her down to the canvas with a cutter, nailing what is better known as a Lethal Injection.))
SG: Taryn calls that the Pride of Brooklyn! What a manuever!
KV: I think this one is over!
SG: No doubt about it!
((Taryn goes for the cover.))
1...
2...
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jennifer Taylor: Your winner of the match… TARYN DIAZZZZZ!
SG: Impressive showing from Taryn Willow!
KV: No doubt about that.
((“Waterproof Blonde” blares over the PA system and the referee raises Taryn’s hand in the air but Taryn angrily pulls it away before rolling out of the ring.))
SG: I love it when Taryn is mad.
KV: We know.
SG: Do you really though?
KV: Yeah.
SG: Okay good!
KV: From what I’m hearing, we are going to be met by our champion here soon!
Fiona Marie Larson: Twas the night of Anarchy and all through the crowd, the people were yelling so very very loud.
((The scene cuts into the backstage locker rooms where Fiona was sitting on a bench, tying her shoes.))
Fiona Marie Larson: One little fighter, Fiona Marie, is getting ready for her match for all to see. But trust when we say this wasn’t a simple task at hand. Indeed the owner seems quite confused, for the match has changed two times so soon. So will the opponent actually be Xavier Young? Or should we just go back to gambling and drinking and other means of fun?
((She looked up at the camera, a grin tugging at her lips.))
Fiona Marie Larson: Just kidding of course… kind of. It all depends on what you’re really expecting at this point. I mean my match has changed how many times in the last two weeks now? I swear, haven’t even stepped in the ring yet and I’m already feeling whiplash. Helloooooo boss man… can you make up your fucking mind please or am I going to go down to the ring and have a different person stepping up against me? Either way I’m going to beat their ass just the same but the fact is it’d be nice to have a for sure target don’t you think?
((She stood up from her seat and straightened out her shirt, laughing slightly in the process.))
Fiona Marie Larson: Well… it’s the moment of truth. Here we go.
((And just like that the camera cut back to the ring.))
((The lights in the arena fade out as the big screen comes alive. Two taped fists appear on opposite sides of the screen, one glowing red with fire around it, the other a pulsating blue with an electrical current running over it. The two fists then crash into each other with an explosion revealing the the name Tyson Gregory in their aftermath.))
(("Phenomenal" by Eminem starts playing throughout the arena as a bright spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. Tyson Gregory then steps out through the curtain with his #FSociety Championship belt high above his head. Tyson stands at the top of the ramp soaking in the mixture of cheers and boos. He is not dressed to compete just yet as he is in a blue polo shirt and faded jeans. Tyson walks down the ramp with the belt draped over his shoulder and has a smirk on his face the entire time. Once in the ring he raises the championship once again and a series of flashbulbs go off. Tyson is then handed a microphone.))
Tyson Gregory: How the hell are you doing #FSociety fans? Your champ is back in his ring!
((The fans give a mix of boos and cheers once again and it causes Tyson to laugh.))
Tyson Gregory: Wow, it would seem that they are people out there that don't like me as champion and you know what that is their right... Oh and I also don't give a shit what they think.
((He smiles now as more of the boos are heard.))
Tyson Gregory: You know why I don't care? Because none of them helped to get this championship on me. I did it all myself. I beat not one but two people on last Anarchy. I showed why when it comes to #FSociety... I am the damn best. This championship is a long time coming for me too. You wouldn't believe some of the shit I have had to climb through in my career to finally get my spot at the top here. You see, all along I knew how damn good I really am and all I did last Anarchy was gave everyone a small taste of what I can do. Just like tonight when Riddick and Ricky Holt are going to stay winless in #FSociety at the hands of myself and my tag team partner.
((He then goes quiet for a moment.))
Tyson Gregory: Maybe I should say his name... You know that would be talking about his just about as much as our opponents did this week anyway. Of course I'm referring to Adrien Cochrane. Last show you saw me beat him for my championship and now this week you're going to see him and me team up to take out the Ultra-Violent garbage. But there's plenty of time to talk about that... Let's focus on why I am out here and that's a celebration of what I am here in #FSociety. Not just the best but the champion. I know it's only a matter of time before Robb Hardy finds me a suitable contender for this championship... So I should get my celebration out of the way now right?
((Right when Tyson says those words, “You Don’t Know by Eminem featuring 50 Cent blares over the PA system.))
~~Who run it?
You know, you acting like you don't know
We run it
You know but you acting like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you acting like you don't know
We run it
You know but you acting like you don't know~~
((The General Manager, Robb Hardy, then walks out to the top of the entrance way with a microphone in his hand and a grin on his face.))
Robb Hardy: Tyson, you and I both know that your time to celebrate was the last two weeks. Now that time has passed and it’s time for you to focus on the present. I don’t need to find a suitable contender for you because someone already proved to be a suitable contender last week when you barely beat me.
((Robb pauses and lets those words sink in and the fans start to go nuts. Meanwhile, Tyson is in the ring, rolling his eyes at the thought of who Robb is talking about.))
Robb Hardy: You’re a smart guy, Tyson, and I’m sure you figured it out a long time ago when this card was booked. So go ahead and tell the world who your opponent is at Turmoil on October 2nd.
((Tyson puts the mic between his arm and gives Robb a slow clap.))
Tyson Gregory: Bravo, Robb, bravo. Excellent presentation on how well you know me. Of course I know that Adrien Cochrane is the number one contender for MY #FSociety Championship and that’s why you booked us in a tag team match together. As much as everyone here would love to see me fail, it’s simply not going to happen. You don’t think Adrien and I can’t coexist in the ring? We’ll do more than coexist tonight, we’ll look like we’ve been teaming for years and we will beat Ricky and Riddick and when that’s all said and done? Then I’ll focus on Adrien.
((A grin runs over Tyson’s face as Robb nods. “Phenomenal” by Eminem blares over the PA system and Tyson rolls out of the ring and walks up the entrance ramp as Robb Hardy heads backstage.))
KV: Wow! What news!
SG: It seems like Tyson had an idea all along… Which tells me that he’ll be more than ready by Turmoil.
KV: I honestly just can’t wait to watch the match.
Match Two: Singles Match
Xavier Young vs Fiona Marie Larson
Jennifer Taylor: This singles match is scheduled for one fall!
(("The Skittles Song" by Stereo Witness is now sounding throughout the #FSociety arena as and angry looking Xavier Young appears onto the entrance way with matching Skittle-colored attire. Xavier takes Skittles out of his pockets and begins to pelt them at fans in the crowd as he makes his way down the ramp. He then slides into the ring and looks quite serious and ready to get to business.))
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring first… Weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from Skittle Land… He is the General of the Skittle Army… XAVIERRRR YOUNG!
SG: This guy is an idiot.
KV: Well he didn’t get his match last week but he’s going to get it now.
SG: Hopefully he loses.
KV: That’s rude to say.
SG: I don’t care! He ruined our opener last week!
KV: It happens.
((“Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time” hits over the PA system as Fiona runs out to the top of the ramp, pausing there for a moment to look around before making her way toward the ring, moving a bit to the music.))
Jennifer Taylor: His opponent… Weighing in at 123 pounds and hailing from Colorado Springs, Colorado… FIONNNNA MARIEEEEE LARSONNNNN!
((As she gets to the ring she slides under the bottom rope and hops up to her feet, moving to the middle of the ring to wait for the bell to ring.))
SG: It looks like Fiona is done playing casino games and is now ready to do work in the ring.
KV: She’s a relatively unknown commodity, so it’ll be interesting to see how she fairs in the ring with a veteran like Xavier Young.
SG: It doesn’t matter if Xavier is a veteran, any step that he had when he first got into this business has gone out the window with his brain.
KV: Well that’s not nice to say.
SG: Doesn’t matter, I simply speak the truth!
((The referee calls for the bell and Xavier charges at Fiona and he tries to grab her but she ducks under it. Young catches a charging forearm from Fiona. The forearm staggers Young making him take a step back. Fiona then lands a European uppercut. It causes Young to stagger back again. Fiona keeps the pressure on with another uppercut sending him into the corner. Fiona Irish whips Young across the ring. She charges and catches a spinning wheel kick from Xavier Young that sends her to the ground. Fiona quickly rolls out of the ring holding her face.))
KV: What a kick from Xavier Young!
SG: Lucky move!
KV: He’s a veteran, Samuel, you’ve got to give him more credit.
((Fiona climbs to the ring apron and yells at the ref to back Young up. Young is backed up as Fiona gets into the ring. Fiona quickly circles away and the ref backs up to let Young go. The two competitors circle each other and come together in a lock up. Young comes out on top with a standing side headlock. Fiona backs them into the ropes and goes to throw Young across the ring. Young puts on the breaks and keeps the headlock on. Fiona tries again and once again Young puts on the breaks. Young then flips Fiona over into a headlock takedown but Fiona is finally able to get her foot on the ropes and the referee makes the count.))
1!
2!
3!
4!
((The ref gets to four before Young breaks the hold.))
KV: Xavier Young didn’t want to let go but if he didn’t, he would’ve lost the match.
SG: Way to state the obvious.
KV: Anyway, it was a savvy move for Fiona to get her foot on the rope like that. She might be a new wrestler but she’s showing some experienced like skills out there.
((Both competitors get to their feet and circle once again. They go to lock up and Fiona delivers a kick to the gut doubling Young over. Fiona then grabs Xavier by the head and delivers a thunderous DDT.))
1…
2…
KV: A kickout by Xavier Young!
SG: Come on you Skittle idiot! Give it up!
KV: He won’t go down without a fight.
SG: Well that’s too bad because he should. Fiona will have this match in the bag.
((Young easily kicks out. Fiona grabs Young by the head and catches an elbow to her cut from Xavier. Young then throws a few more punches and gets to his feet. Young is able to take the dazed Fiona and nail her with a scoop slam piledriver. Instead of going for a pin Young starts to ram knee after knee into Fiona. Young then goes for a cover.))
1…
2…
SG: A kickout by Fiona! I’m not surprised!
KV: Why’s that?
SG: Because it’s going to take more than a few knees to take out Fiona. She seems tough.
((Fiona kicks out and Young gets to his feet first, dragging Fiona up with him. Young whips Fiona into the ropes and as Fiona comes back she catches a spinebuster from Young. He then picks up Fiona's leg setting up for a Sharpshooter. Fiona sits up and pokes Young in the eye with a thumb.))
KV: Fiona just cheated!
SG: The referee didn’t see, so it doesn’t count!
KV: It totally counts!
SG: Nope! It never happened! I plead the fifth!
((Young grabs his face as Fiona gets to her feet and charges Young nailing him with a clothesline. Young is quick to his feet and catches another clothesline from Fiona. Xavier is stunned but remains on his feet. Fiona then leaps up onto Xavier’s back and hooks in a sleeper hold with her knees driving into his back. Xavier tries to get out of the hold but he can’t.))
KV: Xavier Young is in trouble here!
SG: Fiona calls this Bed of Nails and it looks quite painful!
KV: It does and I think Xavier is about to tap!
((Xavier taps out and the referee calls for the bell. Fiona holds the hold in anyway and the referee yells at her to let go. Instead of letting go, Fiona yanks Xavier back and turns the move into a backstabber, driving her knees into his back before he lands on the canvas in a thud. Fiona gets up and raises her hand in victory as “Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time” blares over the PA system.))
KV: An impressive win from Fiona.
SG: I think she just made quite the statement with the way she ended that much.
KV: I’d have to agree.
((The cameras cut to the backstage area, in front of a door with absolutely no markings on it. The door is slightly ajar, and a pair of voices can be heard on the other side.))
Woman: One door closes, and another one opens. Seems like forever since we were last here, doesn’t it?
Man: Forever? It hasn't even been a couple of months. But this time, we're here as spectators.
Woman: That's right.This was where our legacy began, and now, it begins all over again. For now, we’re just here to watch.
Man: Like you said.... For now. But I'm getting damned itchy. I can only "spectate" for so long.
Woman: "Itchy"? They make creams for that, Puddin'. But I know what you mean; I'm looking forward to stirring things up around here… wait a minute.
Man: What is it, Harley?
Woman: I get the feeling we're not alone...
((Footsteps can be heard approaching the door. After a moment of uneasy silence, the door swings open, revealing two of the newest members of the #FSociety roster - Aurora Knight and Damon Graves. Aurora sees the camera, and with a sly grin on her face, she stares into the lens. As she bares her teeth, we can see the hint of a piece of gum in her mouth.))
Aurora: I told you we had company, Damon.
Damon: And as usual, not a bit of courtesy. Anybody teach you to knock before entering a room?
Cameraman: Well, we didn't actually...
Aurora rolls her eyes, an annoyed look on her face.
Aurora: Yeah, yeah... whatever. The point is, it's rude to just stand there, eavesdropping on a private conversation. But since you're here, we can use this as our chance to introduce ourselves to the #FSociety fans.
Damon: So I guess you can make yourselves useful...
Aurora: So for those of you that don’t know us, my name is Aurora Knight...
Damon: And my name is Damon Graves....
Aurora: And we're here in #FSociety for two reasons... one: to chew bubble gum. Two: to raise hell!
Damon: And so far, we've seen some old faces, some new faces, but in the end, a whole slew of fresh targets.
Aurora: Some of the people here know what we can do already, but we've picked up a few new tricks since the last time we stepped inside the squared circle. Soon, #FSociety will see that these Angelz are the real deal. Until then....
((Aurora and Damon walk out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Before they take off down the hallway, Aurora slaps a sign onto the door. It bears a simple image: a pair of black wings. She pauses as she spots a trash can beside the door. She leans over, spitting her gum into the trash can.))
Aurora: Wouldn't you know... that was my last piece.
((Damon shakes his head as Aurora winks into the camera. The pair push their way past the camera crew, disappearing down the hallway as the scene cuts away.))
((The cameras cut to a small lounge room where #FSociety Wrestling interviewer is sitting down across from the fan favorite and newly announced number one contender, Adrien Cochrane. This time, Cochrane isn't alone as he has a six stringed friend of his on his lap.))
Daniela Cabello: Hello everyone, I am here with recently announced number one contender for the #FSociety Championship and tag team partner of said champion tonight, Mr. Adrien Cochrane.
((After a strum of the guitar, the Dropkick King smiles into the camera.))
Adrien Cochrane: Greetings everyone.
((Daniela smiles into the camera as well before starting her interview.))
Daniela Cabello: So earlier today, you were introduced as the number one contender to your partner tonight. Are you excited about a second chance at the championship?
Adrien Cochrane: Oh definitely. I hope I can show everyone what I can do when I'm prepared for a match. I still have higher expectations for myself than I displayed last show. No matter what others may say about back to back matches or first wrestling match in five months, I have no excuse for losing. I am taking this opportunity to show everyone, including Tyson, that I am capable of doing better.
Daniela Cabello: Will this announcement effect your match tonight teaming with Tyson?
Adrien Cochrane: Not on my end. I'm in this match to win. My mission is to ensure me and Tyson leave that match victorious over Holt and Riddick. Tyson and I are partners this week, regardless if we're opponents in October or not. Tonight, we will win this match.
((After one more strum of the guitar, Daniela turns back to the camera.))
Daniela Cabello: Well thank you for playing some songs for me and the production crew tonight and good luck in your match tonight. I know you need to go prepare.
((Adrien nods before putting his acoustic guitar in it's case.))
Daniela Cabello: Back to you at ringside.
Match Three
Romeo Santana vs Seth Lawless
KV: Thank you, Daniela. Quite the interview there with Adrien Cochrane.
SG: That guy bugs me.
KV: Every nice guy bugs you.
SG: I know! So do nice women too! Which means you bug me!
KV: Whatever, let’s move onto our next match! Seth Lawless versus Romeo Santana!
(("Sucker For Pain" blares in the arena and the screen is taken over with various video packages of encouraging things happening, with the word "Legalize-It" written on the video, as a man with a dapper hairstyle and a black t-shirt that read "Chronic" steps out from behind the curtain, he had on white and green trunks with the same catchphrase written on them, and green boots to go along with the white trunks.))
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring… Weighing in at….-
KV: What’s going on!?
SG: There’s Seth Lawless!
((Seth Lawless charges out of the back with a chair in hand and he drives it into Romeo Santana’s back. Seth delivers several chair shots to Romeo’s back and head as he rolls down the ramp in pain. At the bottom of the ramp now, Seth drops the chair and lifts Romeo up. Seth then pops Romeo up and nails a pop up powerbomb onto the chair.))
SG: Seth calls that Detroit Is Burning but right now I think that stoner Romeo Santana is the one is burning. You could say that he’s, ‘up in smoke’!
KV: I don’t understand what he’s doing, the match hasn’t even started.
SG: He’s a problem solving, no non-sense kind of guy. Let him do his thing.
KV: I don’t like this at all.
((Seth rolls Romeo into the ring before sliding in himself. Seth yells at the referee to start the match but the referee refuses. Seth then grabs the referee by the collar of his shirt and threatens him and the referee finally obliges and asks for the bell to be rung.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: Wait… This match can’t start! Not after what’s happened!
SG: Too late, sweet cheeks, this match is underway and Seth has it under control!
KV: I cannot believe this!
((Seth rolls out of the ring and pulls Romeo by his collar to where his head is sticking out under the bottom rope. Seth then walks to the other side of the outside of the ring before sprinting towards Romeo and he then leaps up and nails a drive by kick to the head. Seth then rolls into the ring and pulls Romeo to the center before going for the pin.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: This wasn’t even a fight.
SG: Of course not, it was domination once again by Seth Lawless! THE PROBLEM SOLVER BAYBAY!
KV: I can’t believe you enjoy this.
SG: I enjoy domination. I guess that’s not your thing.
KV: Ugh, you’re gross.
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… SETH… LAWLESSSSS!!!
((“This Is The Time (Ballast) blares over the PA system as the referee holds Seth’s arm up in victory. Seth stares out at the crowd with a cold look on his face before rolling out of the ring and heading up towards the ramp.))
((The cameras cut to the back, as the doors to the arena open up. Stepping inside of the arena are Corey Bull, and Diem Masters. Diem is happy, as she is looking around, being in an arena is exciting to her. ))
Diem: You were right, taking your first step in is a great feeling. More than I expected it would be.
Bull smiles and nods his head.
Bull: I told you, it's just something everyone has to experience. It's not like working a fast food joint or a corporate office.
Diem: Or even working in a tattoo parlor. Now that I've stepped into the arena, I can only imagine how it will be when I step into the ring for my first match. It's going to be nice knowing you will be there for support.
((Bull grins as they continue through the arena.))
Bull: It's nice to actually have someone to experience this with. I have spent literally the last sixteen years mostly alone on the road. I had my friends and running buddies, but it isn't the same. It's nice to go home or to the hotel at night with someone other than your friends.
Diem: I guess what they say is true, good things come to those who wait. Even if it takes a long time. It's nice to have someone who will push, and support me, while being into the same things I'm into.
((Diem is looking around, trying to see some of the other wrestlers. Bull turns her down a hallway.))
Bull: Well tonight we are just here getting a feel for the place. Although I do have a message I have to deliver. But for the show, I have a place the two of us can hang out.
((Diem is letting Bull guide her around, as she nods.))
Diem: I know you have to do a message. I can't wait to watch you when you do. Where's this place at for the night?
((Bull stops them in front of a door with the names Aurora Knight and Damon Graves on it. Bull smiles.))
Bull: With these two knuckleheads. It's good to have friends around that we can trust. And right now, aside from you and Malone, who I am sure is around here, these two are the only people I trust. We can stay lowkey in here till we need to not be lowkey.
((She laughs, as she nods.))
Diem: Good way of thinking. Least there will be people we can trust if we need it. Not used to having people I can trust around, least more than one.
((Bull puts his hands on her shoulders and pulls her close.))
Bull: Don't worry, you got a whole clan now. We watch over our own. And I won't let anything happen to you.
((Bull knocks on the door as we cut to Tim Anderson backstage.))
Tim Anderson: Hello #FSociety fans. I'm here with some breaking news. I've just received word that we have some recorded video footage of Psychnuts and Teiji Shintaro here in Las Vegas and they're raising hell at the Golden Nugget? Let’s take a look!
((We zoom in on the entrance of the Golden Nugget. Teiji stumbles right through the glass door of the place unaffected. He appears to be wearing nothing but a pair of tighty whities that have a variety of stains on them and Teiji appears to be covered in dirt and just looks like trash. Behind him is the insane Psychnuts and she's running around and screaming at the top of her lungs. The video feed then cuts away and we are now looking at Tim Anderson once again.))
Tim Anderson: Wait… I have just been informed that this video is far too graphic for television and it being viewed on #FSociety would put us as a liability and we could be sued. What I can tell you is that Psychnuts and Teiji wreaked havoc on the Golden Nugget and authorities are currently looking for the odd pairing since the two were able to escape the grasps of security. Let’s just hope that neither of them end back up here at #FSociety tonight. If they do… Then God help us all.
((We cut from Tim Anderson and zoom back in on the ringside area.))
Match Four: Triple Threat Match
Cass Baumer vs Darien Hacaga vs Ash Scion
KV: That was… Odd?
SG: Damn it, I wanted to see the video!
KV: You heard Tim, it wasn’t suitable for live television!
SG: I bet I can bootleg it later, I know people!
KV: Whatever. Let’s move onto our Triple threat match!
Jennifer Taylor: This triple threat is scheduled for one fall and can only be determined by pinfall or submission…. Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 132 pounds and hailing from Wellington, New Zealand… CASSSS BAUMERRRRR!
((A familiar unapologetic guitar riff starts to play, met with the harsh vocals of Elle King. The crowd is on their feet, watching with wide eyes as the one and only Cass Baumer makes her way out of the gate with her fist up in the air. Cheers rain down on the New Zealand-born fighter, the whole crowd watching as the leather jacket-clad former-reporter makes her way down to the ring with a firm smirk on her face, basking in the sounds of the loud music.
"Good Girls" continues to play as she struts down the aisle with her signature smirk, nearing the end of the ramp. Climbing up the steel stairs, she walks the apron, tossing her snapback flat-rimmed cap to a member of the audience without even looking.
Jumping over the third rope with agility, she breaks into a sprint, running back and forth, bouncing off the ropes over and over until she takes her jacket and throws it over the top rope to an F Society official, knowing he would keep it safe. As the music dies down, she makes her way to her corner and impatiently waits for the action to commence.))
KV: Cass looks ready for her first career match.
SG: I like her. She’s got some spunk!
KV: She does have quite the attitude.
SG: And she’s kind of cute.
KV: Of course…
Jennifer Taylor: Her opponent… Weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from Tijuana, Mexico… DARIEN…. HACAGAAAAAA!
~~I'm on the wireee!
I'll never go down!
I just-uh know, just-uh know The Answer!~~
((Showtaro Morikubo’s “The Answer” blasts across the sound system. Emerging through those black curtains, “The Answer” Darien Hacaga stood at the top of the entrance, soaking in the positive reaction given off by that crowd.
Making his way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans on either side, showing his love for them. Coming up on that ring, Darien slid in under the bottom set of ropes. Getting back to his feet, he threw his arms up, hyping up the crowd as he waited.))
SG: Now here’s a guy with style and class.
KV: Darien is one of our older competitors but he does spring a sense of maturity and class to the ring.
SG: Duh! He’s the answer!
Jennifer Taylor: Their opponent… Weighing in at 127 pounds and hailing from New York City… ASHHHHH SCIONNNNN!
(("Don't Mess With Me" by Brody Dalle blares over the PA system as the camera pans around the arena, looking for Ash Scion. The crowd of fans next to the Spanish announce table splits apart and Ash Scion emerges from the crowd before hopping over the guard rail. She then slides in the ring and looks at her two opponents while waiting for the match to start.))
SG: Quite the entrance by the fiery redhead!
KV: Agreed! Earlier this week, Ash inserted herself into this matchup despite not being booked. Quite a risky move on her part.
SG: Let’s see if it pays off.
DING! DING! DING!
((The bell rings and Darien gets attacked by both women, they swarm him and barrel him into the corner.Cass grabs the top rope and starts kicking Darien in the stomach while Ash comes from the side with right hands. They get him down in the corner and Ash lays in some stiff roundhouse kicks to his chest. Cass hits the ropes and leaps in the air hitting a dropkick to Darien's chest. Both women back off and then look at one another, and pause for a moment looking around at the crowd.))
KV: The crowd is loving this and Cass and Ash are soaking it up!
SG: Cass and Ash need to just make out already!
KV: Samuel!
SG: What?
KV: You’re a pig!
SG: Well that’s a little extreme.
((Before they can go at it Darien pulls himself to his feet using the top ropes, he explodes out with a double clothesline sending them both down. Darien pulls Ash to her feet and shoves her into the ropes before leaping into the air as she comes back with a calf kick sending her down. Darien then pops to his feet leaps up and back with a standing shooting star press onto Ash for a pinfall.
1….
2….
KV: Ash kicks out!
SG: She did but Darien almost had her!
KV: This match is turning into one of the best of the night. All of these three competitors can really go.
SG: Agreed, I’m enjoying all of the people in the ring for once. How weird is that.
((Ash kicks out, Darien sits up and Cass runs in with a soccer kick to the face of Darien sending him down and out of the ring.))
KV: Cass is taking over!
SG: She’s not done yet!
((Darien looks up from the outside just in time to see Cass flying through the top and middle ropes with a suicide dive. Darien goes down hard into the barricade and Cass riles up the crowd and bows but as Cass is enjoying the attention Ash comes sliding under the bottom rope and hits a sliding kick sending Cass into the barricade too. Darien pulls himself up as Ash looks down at Cass grabbing her from behind sliding her into the ring.))
KV: Everyone is putting life and limb on the line in this matchup and nobody can really hold the momentum down for too long. This is intense!
SG: This is what happens in triple threat matches.. One person goes down tired, the next person comes back up well rested. You never get a break in these matchups.
((Darien goes in after Ash and as Ash gets to her feet Darien picks Ash up and spikes her with a juvi driver. He pins.))
1….
2…
KV: Ash kicks out!
SG: I thought that juvi driver really had her down for the count.
KV: Not yet! Ash wants to make a great debut here tonight.
((Ash kicks out. Darien gets to his feet and measures her up for the reborn revolution but before he can grab Ash Cass comes in from the side grabbing Darien with the slingblade taking him down. Cass goes for the cover.))
1….
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KV: Thr-NO!
SG: Scion breaks it up!
KV: WOW!
(Ash slams in some hard elbow shots before hitting a vertical suplex on Cass sending her crashing down. Ash then waits and hits the rising ax kick she calls the kill the switch on Cass and then goes for the cover.))
1….
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SG: This time Darien breaks it up!
KV: These competitors are relentless!!
((Darien breaks it up and pulls Ash to her feet and hits the osaka street cutter. He laughs and looks at Cass who is steadying herself.))
SG: Darien is looking really strong here and has the match in control.
KV: He needs to stop laughing and go on the offensive.
SG: He’s going after Cass now!
((Darien pulls Cass onto his shoulders for the shin'enkan baby, he spins her but Cass lands on her feet behind him locking in the dragon sleeper, she takes Darien back and down locking it in, Darien flails and looks as if he’s about to tap when Ash breaks it up throwing her body on them both!))
KV: Savvy move by Scion!
SG: Yes it was, that could’ve been it with the dragon sleeper but Ash made the save once again.
((Darien looks out of it as Ash hits Cass with a stiff shot that takes her down and to the outside, Darien stirs and stumbles to his feet and Ash grabs his arm and pulls him into the REDRUM REDRUM! Ash Scion goes for the cover.))
1…..
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3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner... ASH…. SCIONNNNN!!!!
(("Don't Mess With Me" by Brody Dalle blares over the PA system as the referee holds Ash’s hand up in the air. Cass Baumer slides into the ring and her and Ash stare each other down for a moment before the two come together and shake hands.))
SG: Yuck! Sportsmanship!
KV: Don’t be a hater!
SG: I’ll hate all I want!
KV: Go ahead then but we are going to cut backstage now and seeing what’s going on with the Cowboy, Dirk Bentley!
((The camera pans around backstage as the camera stops on none other than Dirk Bentley, dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a pair of cowboy boots, a white wife beater and his trademark black Stetson Cowboy hat standing in front of a door with the name "Robb Hardy". Without knocking he barges into the office of the GM of #FSociety. As Dirk barges in, Robb, who’s sitting behind his desk, furrows his brow as he stares down Bentley.))
Robb: Sure Dirk, come on in... What can I do for you?
Dirk: For starters you can stop lying everything you open that cock sucker of yours.
((Robb then stands up from his desk and looks a bit irritated.))
Robb: Excuse me? You might want to watch your mouth. You're not dealing with Chris Night in Inferno. Unlike him, I’ll drop a motherfucker.
Dirk: You're right... I'm not talking to Chris Night. If I was I'd be kicking his fucking teeth down his throat. If you don't calm the fuck down? You and me are going to have a problem that YOU don't want this early on.
((Robb rolls his eyes while shaking his head, not taking the threat very seriously.))
Robb: Whatever Dirk... just tell me what you are want? You're not even scheduled to be here.
Dirk: I'm here to call you on your bullshit.
Robb: What bullshit?
Dirk: You told me when you signed me to #FSociety that I'd be here with some of the best in the business today.
((Robb questions what he’s saying.))
Robb: You do. And??
Dirk: And... you're full of shit. This place is one step above a senior assisted living center.
Robb: How the fuck do you figure that?
Dirk: This roster you've managed to amass is on practically on life support.
((Robb scoffs before taking a seat back down at his desk and brushing Dirk off.))
Robb: Unless you have a real point Dirk, I have legit work that needs get done. So, if you don't mind, show your ass out of my office.
Dirk: That's just it... I do mind numb nuts. Let's run down some of this magnificent roster shall we… Seth Lawless; bald ass wannabe who doesn't have the sack to get the job done against the me. Taryn; I retired her ass and sent it packing in Inferno and I'll do it again here if she's stupid enough to cross me. Adrian Cockring; He has more things to worry about than getting his ass kicked by me. And let’s not forget about the plethora of early signees that have cut bail already because they knew Dirk fucking Bentley signed on with #FSociety. So, is there anyone else?
((Robb stacks some paperwork on his desk and sighs before responding.))
Robb: So you think you’re better than Tyson Gregory?
Dirk: Oh, the esteemed Champion? The part time prick that'll only be around until a real challenger like myself comes along.
((Robb let’s out a laugh and shakes his head.))
Robb: I’ve fought side by side with Tyson Gregory and I know what he can do in the ring. Do you really believe he’ll be that easy to beat?
Dirk: Easy? No. But I came an eyelash away from beating Gavin Grimes and he ain't no Grimes.
((Robb’s rolling his eyes again.))
Robb: Yeah, because he’s his own man, he’s Tyson Gregory. The first ever #FSociety Champion.
Dirk: Only because I wasn’t here yet.
((Robb blinks at Dirk with a ‘are you fucking serious?’ look before moving on.))
Robb: What about your buddies that I just signed? The AoD?
Dirk: Ahhh yes, I ALMOST forgot about the most irrelevant group on the fucking planet. Aurora and Damon; great tag team and definitely the best two in the group. Gray Malone; Corey Bull’s right hand man... literally, circle jerk included. A yes man. And last and definitely least, Corey Bull; I've beaten him in a one on one. Beaten him in a tag match. I'll beat that mom fucking, son of a bitch again if he gets in my way here in #FSociety. This "Monster" LOST to TARYN DIAZ... Enough said.
((Robb takes a deep breath and sighs while looking at Dirk with an agitated look.))
Robb: So if everyone is shit? Then tell me, Dirk, who do you recommend I sign? Who should I go out there and make a pitch too?
Dirk: Gavin Grimes, Ashleigh Grimes... wait... Those two are on vacation and seem to be taking a break. You want a name to recruit? A name that'll bring legitimacy to this fed maybe even more than I do?
Robb: Sure Dirk, go ahead and enlighten me.
((Dirk laughs and shakes his head.))
Dirk: Do you really want me to spell it out for you? It's your job to get the top talent out there, not me. Do the math, asshat, and maybe, just maybe you'll figure out who it is I'm talking about. But I'm not going to do you any favors.
((With that Dirk turns and walks out the door while Robb stands there and a smile forms on his face.))
Robb: Huh... Despite all that bullshit he spewed, he just gave me a good idea.
((Robb pulls out his phone and starts to make a phone call as the scene cuts out.))
((Backstage looking directly into the camera is #FSociety interviewer Daniela Cabello, microphone at the ready and smiling at us. All of us.))
Daniela Cabello: Good evening to all of you joining us in #FSociety tonight. Last week coming out of self-imposed retirement and managing to put away young gun Yoenis Dario Flores, Pretty Boy Floyd also managed to get himself officially the first #1 contender to the High Roller Championship. Not bad for a debut night. So, I finally managed to track him down after a week of trying and a few latte dinners with his significant other.
((Floyd appears from one side of Daniela dressed ready to wrestle, from the opposite side is his friend/confidant/bodyguard Evan Danko, also known has the hoss Horus. Floyd smiles and has a small wave towards the camera and drapes one arm over the shoulder of Daniela who swiftly drops it off between a forefinger and thumbs.))
Daniela Cabello: You’re a hard man to get hold of Floyd.
Pretty Boy Floyd: That’s a comparative term Ms Corolla…
Daniela Cabello:…. Cabello.
Pretty Boy Floyd: …I think of it more that I don’t want to be found. I’m a very private person you know.
((Daniela raises an eyebrow at even the thought of Floyd being remotely mentioned in the same breath as private.))
Daniela Cabello: Anyway, it’s good to see you back in the saddle again. And with a decisive win over the newcomer Flores. I’m sure you were more than happy with your performance.
Pretty Boy Floyd: I won, therefore I’m happy. Let’s be honest here though Ms Caballero…
Daniela Cabello:… Cabello.
Pretty Boy Floyd: … it wasn’t as though I was breaking any new ground there now was it? Now I wanted it to be a hard fought match. I wanted him to push me to the peak my very high abilities. I wanted to be shocked and a little stunned that this chap, straight outta some school, managed to go mano et mano with… let’s be honest… the closest thing there is to an American God. However…. It just wasn’t the case eh?
Daniela Cabello: Oh great. We’re getting this Floyd today.
Pretty Boy Floyd: I’m sure I don’t know what you mean. Anyway, like I was saying. I felt I may have had some rust, but I managed to stamp it out on the face of Lil’ Dario, but I’m sure he can get a grill or some such to replace those teeth that went flying.
Daniela Cabello: You know that he’s fighting to make money for his family.
((Floyd grimaces and grits his teeth.))
Pretty Boy Floyd: Yikes. I hope they’re not planning on moving from tha ‘hood anytime soon.
((Daniela puts her head in her hands and sighs. Deep and hard, like someone punched her in the gut. Which I guess she just metaphorically did.))
Daniela Cabello: Can we just run past that and pretend that was never said? This week you move onto Mark Storm and due to the release of Ave…
Pretty Boy Floyd: ….shhhhhh. That name should never be uttered on the decree of Mr Hardy.
Daniela Cabello: Yeah, you see I think that’s just not true.
Pretty Boy Floyd: But you are right. I am facing this Master Strong this week. I’m sure he’s a nice guy with some mental deficiencies, but then don’t we all. I’m not sure how I feel about facing someone on medication for the deficiencies though. How’d you feel big man?
((Floyd turns round and looks up at Horus who in turn looks down and shrugs.))
Pretty Boy Floyd: You see. Indifference. It makes the world go around. From what I understand this Storm guy is big into MMA right Ms Cabana…
Daniela Cabello: Cabello.
Pretty Boy Floyd: When I started in this sport all those years ago everyone was running around pretending to ne vampires and hardcore villains with a bloodlust, of course it changed over the years as the pop culture did. Now everyone uses their reals name and are MMA wannabes. You want to be in a cage, go fuck off in a cage and leave this sport to those who do it fucking well. Why do we have to put up with those who want to roll around on the ground hugging each other? Is that fun to them? Maybe this is where the mental problems come from, who knows. I’ve had to face more of these MMA crossovers than Mr Storm has had hot dinners, but then again that may be due to the fact that it looks like he’s had a lot of salads.
So all this multiple personalities? It’s bullshit isn’t it? It sounds a little like bullshit. Just a little bit of an excuse to act like a prick. I don’t needs any excuse my friend… I am a prick. A prick who walks out of the ring a winner. So who’s going to kick this looney tune’s head right off?
((Floyd again looks up at Horus who points to fingers down at Floyds chest.))
Horus: This motherucker.
((And then in turn booth walks off camera right.))
