Post by Robb on Feb 24, 2017 4:41:12 GMT
((The opening riff to “Paranoia" by A Day To Remember begins to play inside the T-Mobile Arena in Paradise, Nevada. A highlight video is being shown to those in attendance of what’s gone on over the first few months of #FSociety’s history. The video package starts with Jenson Idol accidentally taking out Daniela Cabello before Drew Davies knocks Jenson Idol down with a running knee. The video goes on to show Hutch Lanahan and Spider fighting back and forth in a match they had a several weeks ago and Hutch eventually takes advantage and nails Spider with a Lanahan Lariat. Renee Pleasant and Corey Bull are shown standing face to face before coming to blows in a match up of giants. A few highlights are shown of Any Given Sundae during their time in Inferno Wrestling before the video switches to Rebel Ink celebrating their win as the #FSociety Tag Team Champions over Renee Pleasant and Amber Richards. The video switches to Seth Lawless and Ash Scion battling it out at the top of a ladder in the TLC match for the Anarchy Championship. They both grab at the championship and fall off the ladder with Scion coming out the victor. The video switches over to Tyson Gregory holding Adrien in a Lion Tamer before Adrien passes out. Tyson is shown with the #FSociety Championship and celebrating his victory. The video then shows Tyson nailing Adrien with a cutter and afterwards it shows Adrien nailing Tyson with the Adrien Cutter. Adrien is then standing on the ramp, looking on at Tyson as the two share a staredown.))
((The camera then pans over to Khristina Valentine and Samuel Griffin sitting at the announcer’s table at ringside.))
KV: We are here in Paradise, Nevada at the T-Mobile arena with a sold out crowd of 20,000 people! How exciting is tonight with it being #FSociety’s first ever supershow… Turmoil!
SG: I’m just excited to see Tyson Gregory retain his #FSociety Championship against that dud named Adrien Cochrane.
KV: It’s going to be a great match! There’s some other big time matches on our card that I’m pretty excited to watch! Like the one off return of Any Given Sundae against our #FSociety Tag Team Champions, Rebel Ink.
SG: Or how about Jenson Idol making a one time appearance to beat the crap out of that pretty boy, Drew Davies? God, that guy is annoyingly nice!
KV: Spider taking on Hutch in a rematch with the High-Roller Championship at stake this time seems like it’ll be quite the match as well!
SG: Don’t forget about the battle of the giants with Renee Pleasant and Corey Bull! I don’t even care who wins, as long as we see some blood!
KV: Speaking of blood and not forgetting about a match, we’ve got Ash Scion vs Seth Lawless up next and this one should be brutal!
SG: Let’s go Lawless!
KV: Right. Let’s get this show started!
Match One: Tables Match for the Anarchy Championship
Seth Lawless versus Ash Scion (Champion)
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a Tables Match for the Anarchy Title. Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from Detroit, Michigan… He is “The Problem Solver”.... SETH LAWLESSSSS!
((“This is the Time” by Nothing More blares over the PA system. The lights go off and when the opening guitar riff plays a man blasts through the curtains. It is Seth Lawless. He steps out and he looks at the fans. He shakes his head at the top of the ramp and then heads down the ramp towards the ring. Lawless looks under the ring and pulls out a table. He sets it up outside the ring in front of the entranceway. He then looks out at the crowd one last time and looks dismissively at them before sliding into the ring and preparing for the match.))
SG: Seth Lawless is ready to take back what’s his!
KV: What do you mean? He never won it!
SG: Bullcrap! He had the belt and then Ash Scion snatched it away from him! Her victory in that TLC Match never should’ve counted.
KV: I think you’re delusional, Ash definitely won, fair and square.
Jennifer Taylor: And his opponent... Weighing in at 127 pounds and hailing from New York City… She is your ANARCHY CHAMPIONNNNN…. 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 splits apart as Ash Scion emerges through the people. She hops over the guardrail with the Anarchy Championship on her shoulder. She moves around the ringside area and stops in front of the table Lawless set up. She then slides into the ring and holds up her title belt. She hands the belt off to the referee and waits for the referee to get the match underway.))
KV: Ash Scion is looking to continue on her roll and defend her title for the second time.
SG: We’ll see how she fares against Mr. No Nonsense, Seth Lawless! My kind of guy!
KV: He’s a great wrestler but he’ll have his hands full with Ms. Scion.
SG: Whatever.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The bell is rung and Scion sprints towards Seth Lawless but Seth rolls out of the ring and the fans boo as Scion yells for him to get back in the ring.))
KV: Why is Seth running away?
SG: Running? It’s called strategery!
KV: It looks like running to me.
((Scion rolls out of the ring as Seth looks under the ring. As Scion makes her way to Seth, he turns and nails her in the head with a chair and she falls back down to the ground.))
KV: Woah!
SG: Like I said, it was strategy!
KV: I still don’t like it!
SG: It’s all fair! This is a Tables Match!
((Seth then slams the chair on the back of Scion and drops the chair down on her before walking to the announcer’s table. Seth begins to dismantle the table.))
SG: No Seth! Not our table! The Spanish announce table, damn it!
KV: We better move out of the way.
SG: Why!?
KV: Because here comes Scion!
((Ash slams the chair into the back of Seth and he falls over onto the announcer’s table. She then slams the chair onto his back several more times until there are red marks on Seth’s back and the chair is bent in half and no longer usable. Ash then tosses the chair aside.))
KV: Scion is relentless!
SG: This is bullcrap! Put the chair down! This isn’t a Chairs Match! It’s a Tables Match!
KV: Hey, like you said earlier, anything goes!
SG: I don’t recall what you’re talking about! Shut up!
((Ash goes under the ring and pulls out a ladder. She then sets it up next to the table and starts to climb up it.))
SG: Oh great, a ladder!? Way to add insult to injury! I bet that’s the same ladder she used to steal the belt from Seth last month!
KV: Who knows, maybe it is?
SG: I SAID IT IS!
KV: Alright, alright!
((Ash is now standing on the second to last step of the ladder as she looks down at Seth. She then leaps off of it and does a frog splash but Seth rolls off of the announcer table and Ash goes right through it be herself and the table fragments go everywhere.))
SG: That’s it! Seth wins! And we lose since we no longer have a table! They better rebuild ours later!
KV: Wait a minute, I don’t think so!
((The fans are chanting “HOLY SHIT!” “HOLY SHIT!” as Seth Lawless crawls towards the Anarchy Championship and grabs it and raises it up while on his knees. The referee then explains to Seth that the match isn’t over.))
KV: I think the referee just told Seth that he has to put Ash Scion through a table himself!
SG: What!? This is bullcrap! Seth should be the champion damn it!
KV: That’s just the way it is.
SG: I call shenanigans!
((Seth drops the title down and then slaps the outside mat in frustration. He gets up on his feet while clutching his tender back. He then grabs Scion by her hair and drags her up onto her feet. He then lifts her up and places her over his shoulder. He sprints towards the ringpost and slams her back into it and he then throws her down onto the ground.))
KV: Lawless is relentless.
SG: Yeah he is! I love it!
KV: Scion could be in trouble!
((Seth grabs a few chairs out from under the ring and throws them inside of the ring. He then picks Scion up and rolls her into the ring. He slides in afterwards and grabs Scion by her hair again but he doesn’t realize she’s grabbed a chair. Scion then whacks Seth in the side of the head and arm with the chair and he falls to the ground hard.))
KV: And just like that, Ash Scion is back in this!
SG: BOOO! Come on Seth!
KV: What a brutal match so far!
SG: I hope Seth makes Ash bleed!
((Ash and Seth are both down on the mat and the fans are going nuts. The two begin to get up to their knees and then to their feet and Ash has a chair in her hand. She then throws the chair at Seth and he catches it in his hands. Ash then leaps up and does a Gamengiri Kick right into the chair and it collides into Seth’s face and he collapses to the ground.))
KV: WOAH! Ash calls that Watch It Burn! What a move!
SG: Crap.
KV: She could retain here tonight!
SG: FUCK NO!
((Ash slowly gets back up to her feet again and she slowly starts to climb up the turnbuckle. She’s now getting to the top but Lawless is now up on his feet. He backs his way over to her and he climbs up the turnbuckle with her. The two begin to exchange blows back and forth. Seth then drives his elbow into Ash’s gut and she keels over.))
KV: Seth might have control here!
SG: I hope he does!
KV: He’s grabbing ahold of Ash and he has her leg hooked with his arm. What’s he thinking?
SG: He’s thinking about putting her through that table he set up prior to the match!!!
((Seth then lifts Ash Scion up and leaps off the turnbuckle to the outside of the ring, driving Ash through the table with a Super Fisherman Buster. The two competitors lie there motionless in the rubble of the table as the referee calls for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… AND NEWWWWWWWWW ANARCHY CHAMPION… SETH… LAWLESS!!!!
SG: He did it! YES!
KV: Wow, what a match! That was a hard-hitting way to open this show up.
SG: And just like that, we’ve got a new Anarchy Champion!
((“This Is The Time” blares over the PA system as Seth crawls to his knees and the referee hands him the #FSociety Anarchy Championship. Ashleigh Jericho comes walks down the ramp and she pushes the referee to the side and helps Seth up and raises his hands in the air and there’s a mixture of cheers and boos from the crowd.))
KV: What’s going on here?
SG: Ashleigh Jericho is helping her friend celebrate his victory, obviously!
KV: I guess. When is Ashleigh Jericho going to be booked?
SG: Probably whenever she damn well wants to be. Why? Because she’s Ashleigh fucking Jericho! But nevermind that for now, let’s focus on the amazing win by Seth Lawless!
KV: It was a great victory but I’m sure Ash Scion will be looking to regain her title sooner rather than later.
((The scene shifts backstage and we see Wayne Trembley in a long trenchcoat, and a Canadian National Hockey team hat. #FSociety’s own Tim Anderson stands next to him, and on his other side is Mario Cote wearing blue jeans, a designer flannel shirt, and a logger's hat that looks worn and dirty. Wayne is holding a Starbucks coffee cup, while Mario has a Tim Horton’s mug that is worn.))
Tim Anderson: I am joined today with the duo of Wayne Trembley and Mario Cot…
((Mario cuts off Tim.))
Mario Cote: It’s Mario Cote you hoser. Learn to say it right, I am going to be a big deal here.
Tim Anderson: I am sorry, Mario Cote’...
Wayne Trembley: No. It’s Cote. Try again.
Tim Anderson: That is what I just said.
Mario Cote: What do you expect from an American educated “professional” Wayne?
((Mario air quotes ‘professional’ as Wayne rolls his eyes.))
Wayne Trembley: Uhhh… professionalism?
((Mario cracks a quick chuckle before speaking himself.))
Mario Cote: Anyway Tom, go ahead and continue with your interview. After all, #FSociety deserves to know about the best thing to happen to the company since its inception.
Tim Anderson: It’s Tim.
Mario Cote: That is what I said! Now get to asking questions before Wayne and I do this for you.
Wayne Trembley: Classless.
((Wayne shakes his head in sadness at Tim.))
Tim Anderson: Anyway, what has brought you two here to #FSociety Wrestling?
((Mario looks at Tim for a second in disbelief, then smacks Wayne on the chest reaching over Tim in the process.))
Mario Cote: Wayne did you hear this question? Why would anyone travel over 15,000 clicks? To make enough toonies to stay off the pogey!
Wayne Trembley: To the Americans that aren’t used to English, let me break it down for you, eh. To make money! Not to mention become the most decorated tag team in history. You didn’t mention alcohol. I am proud of you Mario.
Mario Cote: You can’t call this weak alcoholic water they serve here alcohol Wayne. It would take a whole two-four to even get tipsy off of any American style brew. Speaking of weak drinks how do you drink that Starbucks crap? I made sure to stock up on ol’ Timmy before this trip Wayne you should have thought o’ that.
((Mario holds up his Tim Horton’s mug while looking at Wayne's Starbucks cup in disgust.))
Tim Anderson: Why do you two think you will be successful here in #FSociety?
Wayne Trembley: The same reason Chris Night does. You remember him? Owns this place?
Mario: Cote: Lovely individual, simply dashing.
((They wait silently for a moment and eventually Tim Anderson seems to realize he’s actually supposed to answer the question and awkwardly turns the mic toward himself.))
Tim Anderson: Yes... umm… I know Mr. Night.
((Wayne smiles brightly and looks over at Mario.))
Wayne Trembley: Ya hear this, Mario? MR. Night! And to think we knew him when.
Mario: He’s come up in the world, boys.
Wayne: Anyway, to get back to the question, Chris… we call him Chris because we know him… Chris knows we bring a lot of diverse and unique skills to the table.
Mario Cote: A versatile portfolio.
Wayne: Exactly. We’re tenacious, determined, skilled, and just so damned enterWayneing.
((Mario looks at Wayne shaking his head, yet sporting a grin at the horrid pun.))
Wayne: Plus, if the bricks hit the Chevy, Chris knows that he can count on us to take any offending parties back to the pantry and beat them ragged until they realize what a mistake they’ve made. What you Americans might call takin’ care of business. No pronounced g. That’s important for some reason.
Mario Cote: Wayne about covered it Mr. Anderson. You see I didn’t come here giving up ketchup chips, butter tart, and beaver tail to be a flash in the pan eh.We came here to show Americans how to tag team wrestle again. It is a lost art down here in the south to say the least.
Tim Anderson: What do you think will be your biggest challenge?
Mario Cote: Having to teach interviewers how to do their job. That's what I would say. What do you think Wayne?
Wayne Trembley: First, thank you for going with Wayne instead of Lil Wayne. I appreciate that. Traffic. The traffic here in Las Vegas is stupid. It takes hours to travel a few clicks. Or just fighting for equality. This country boasts the “pursuit of happiness for all man” but they really mean, white, straight, rich men.
Tim Anderson: I was speaking more specifically in #FSociety Wrestling.
((Mario gives a slow clap towards Tim.))
Mario Cote: He is learning Wayne. It is a glorious day.
Wayne Trembley: I think our biggest challenge in the company will come later, after the place REALLY gets going and true solid tag teams emerge and the current ones get tested. Also, keeping my schedule free enough to handle the extra load from the matches and the training and the offers to break out my million dollar smile for more photo shoots.
((He pauses and puts a hand on Anderson’s shoulder)):
Wayne Tremblay: That is not a euphemism, Tam. My smile is insured for a million dollars. Do… .YOU have anything worth a million dollars?
Mario Cote: I don’t care if he does Wayne…
Tim Anderson: Is there anyth…
((Mario slowly raises his hand in front of Tim to make him stop talking. Wayne brings it down slowly shaking his head sadly.))
Wayne Tremblay: Now Mario, that is no way to treat our work colleague. We are Canadian after all. We are the more polite of the neighbors.
Tim Anderson: Thank you sir, now as I was about to ask. Is there anyth…
((Wayne lifts Mario’s hand back up over Tim’s face.))
Wayne Trembley: Soorey I get it now.
Mario Cote: Annoying little git isn’t he? Anyway The fact is Wayne and I have come here to make our mark in this company. We will take on anyone anytime to make that happen. Singles matches, tag matches, battle royals, triangle matches, deathmatches, pole matches, drinking matches, it doesn’t matter.
((Wayne cuts in front of Tim and whispers something in his ear.))
Mario Cote: Trust me I can out drink anyone in the states and you won’t have to drink anything but the liquor you enjoy. Anyway back on topic, eh. We have come to take over this company and lead it to prosperity. To everyone that has come before, us. Soorey… but not soorey.
Wayne Trembley: Like he said we are here, and we’re que… Soorey wrong crowd. We are here and we will stop at nothing to achieve our goals and prove that Canada is simply the best!
((Wayne and Mario walk away leaving Tim Anderson with the #FSociety microphone in hand.))
Match Two: Triple Threat Match
Cass Baumer versus Yoenis Dario Flores versus Darien Hacaga
KV: Next up is our second match of the night! A triple threat between Cass Baumer, Yoenis Dario Flores and Darien Hacaga!
SG: I’m excited to see Darien in action!
KV: It’s good to see the return of Cass Baumer after Taryn Diaz left her hanging high and dry.
SG: Yeah, yeah, she’s alright.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a Triple Threat match scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first… 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 the black curtains, “The Answer” Darien Hacaga stands at the top of the entrance, soaking in the positive reaction given off by that crowd. He makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans on either side, showing his love for them. Coming up on the ring, Darien slides in under the bottom set of ropes. Getting back to his feet, he throws his arms up, hyping up the crowd as he waits for the match to get started.))
SG: Mi amigo Darien!
KV: Let’s see if he can finally rebound this week!
SG: One can only hope! I love his swag!
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring next... Weighing in at 175 pounds from New York City... YOENIS DARIO FLORESSSSSSS!
((The lights in the arena dim as "Creeré'" by Tercer Cielo hits the PA system. As the song plays through, Yoenis Dario Flores steps onto the entrance ramp. He tugs gently at the Dominican Flag arm sleeve on his left arm as he looks out to the crowd around him. Flashing them a smile he begins his walk down the entrance ramp trailing off the right side. He extends both of his hands out to the side greeting the fans with handshakes. As he reaches the end of the ramp he extends both of his arms out to the sides and looks up. He spins around with an ear to ear smile on his face before approaching the apron. With his right hand he reaches up and grabs the silver cross pendant pressing it to his lips. Yoenis looks up to the rafters again pointing. Hopping up onto the apron he grabs the top rope and springboards himself into the ring. As his feet touch the mat the lights in the arena return to normal and the music cuts.))
SG: This guy again?
KV: Yeah, this guy again!
SG: Great! I hope he loses the most tonight!
KV: It could happen!
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponent... weighing 142 pounds from Wellington, New Zealand... CASS BAUMERRR!!!
((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 #FSociety 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: The New Zealand born interviewer turned competitor is now here! I can’t wait to see what Cass brings to the table! You know she was trained by a legend!
SG: Who?
KV: The legendary V!
SG: Who?
KV: You heard me!
SG: Yeah, I just don’t care!
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The referee calls for the bell and Darien slides out of the ring as Cass and Yoenis charge each other and get into a collar and elbow lock up.))
SG: Smart move by Darien.
KV: I guess he wants to conserve his energy.
SG: And it’s genius!!
((Yoenis overpowers Cass and pushes her to the mat. She slaps the mat and quickly gets up and charges at Yoenis. He goes for a forearm smash but Cass ducks under it and bounces off of the ropes. Cass hits Yoenis with a crossbody splash and goes for the pin.))
1…
SG: Darien breaks it up!
KV: I guess he’s ready to get involved.
((Hacaga breaks up the count by nailing a boot to Cass’ head. Hacaga picks Yoenis up and lifts him up in the air, holding him there. Hacaga then drops him, nailing a suplex. Hacaga goes for the pin.))
1…
2...
KV: Cass breaks it up!
SG: Boo! Damn you, you kiwi!
KV: What? Why would you call her a kiwi?
SG: Because she’s from New Zealand, you idiot!
((Cass picks Hacaga up and nails a knee into his gut, causing him to keel over. Cass hits Darien with a DDT and before she can make the cover, Yoenis is back up and he grabs Cass from behind. Yoenis lifts Cass up, going for a release German Suplex but Cass does a backflip and lands on her feet. Yoenis turns around and Cass Baumer leaps up and nails him with an enzuigiri, causing Yoenis to collapse to the mat. Darien is up and charges Cass with a clothesline but she ducks under and nails an enzuigiri on Darien this time as he turns around.))
KV: Cass is really hyped for this match and looking dominate!
SG: Yeah, I’m kind of surprised.
KV: I’m not! And she’s going for the pin on Hacaga!
1…
2…
KV: Thr… NO! Hacaga’s foot is on the ropes!
SG: YES! Let’s go Darien! Mi hombre!!
KV: Would you stop?
SG: For you? NEVER!
((As Cass gets up, Yoenis grabs her from behind and hits an STO on her. Yoenis pins Cass.))
1…
2…
KV: Kickout by Cass!
SG: He’s going to pin Darien now!
1…
2…
SG: Kickout by Darien!
KV: Yoenis is looking frustrated.
((Yoenis slaps the mat before picking Darien up off of the mat. Darien hits Yoenis with a thumb to the eye and it causes him to stumble backwards.))
KV: What a cheat!
SG: Triple threat rules! No DQ!!
KV: I hate it!
((Darien grabs Yoenis and sets him up for a suplex but Yoenis blocks it. Darien gets frustrated and shoves Yoenis off and goes for a clothesline but Yoenis ducks under it. Still somewhat squinting from taking a thumb to the eye, Yoenis kicks Darien in the nuts which causes him to keel over. Yoenis then hits a superkick straight to Darien’s jaw and it sends him flying through the ropes to the outside.))
SG: A nut shot!? WHAT A CHEATER!
KV: It’s the same as a thumb to the eye!
SG: Nothing is the same when getting hit in the nuts! You have no idea!
KV: And I’m glad I don’t!
((Yoenis turns around and is met by a charging Cass Baumer who spears him but instead of taking him to the ground, Cass lifts him up and turns it into a modified spinebuster.))
SG: What was that? How did she do that!?
KV: That’s called the Lanzarse and it was amazing! This young New Zealander is stronger than you would think!
SG: I kinda like it!
KV: You’re weird.
SG: I know!
((Cass goes for the cover on Yoenis.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… CASS BAUMERRR!!!
((“Good Girls” blares over the PA system as the referee raises Cass’ hand in the air in victory.))
KV: An impressive win by Cass Baumer! She’s officially rebounded from a few weeks ago.
SG: Yeah, yeah, yeah! It was okay I guess.
KV: It was more than okay! Anyway, let’s cut to the backstage action and see what’s going on!
(The scene cuts to the backstage where the new duo of Sarah Keyes and Daisy Locke are standing together faced towards the camera.))
Keyes: We’re excited to be here tonight to officially receive the final contracts for our new adventure here in #FSociety. This is exciting.
Locke: We have worked hard to get to this point, and in a few moments, Robb Hardy is going to bring in those pieces of paper that finalize all of that hard work and sacrifice to get to this point.
Keyes: This is the easy part.
Locke: Yep.
Keyes: From here, it only gets tougher.
Locke: A lot of tough teams to deal with already.
Keyes: And the roster continues to grow.
Locke: The champions are tough.
Keyes: They earned their spots.
Locke: But soon enough we want the shot at the gold.
Keyes: To get there, it’s a pretty straightforward set of evidence we’ve got to build.
Locke: Beat every team in our way.
Keyes: If Any Given Sundae decide to stick around, beat them.
Locke: Whatever formation of Nexus wants to fight, fight them.
Keyes: If Pleasant and Richards want to go, slay the giant.
Locke: The Canadians arrived… send them back where they came from.
Keyes: One by one… team by team… win and get closer to the ultimate goal of being the next #FSociety Tag Team Champions.
((The door to the room opens and Robb Hardy comes in holding some papers in his hand. He lays them out on the table in front of the two women and then shakes both of their hands.))
Robb Hardy: #FSociety is glad to have you both. The tag team division continues to get stronger.
Keyes: We appreciate it.
Locke: We are ready to get wrestling for you.
Robb Hardy: So let’s just get these contracts signed and finalized and we can get you on that next Anarchy card.
((He hands them a pen. Locke takes a few seconds scanning over everything and then gives her partner a nod. Keyes signs first and Locke does the same.))
Robb Hardy: I’m glad that we could finalize that. I’d love to stay and talk more, but I have some other business to attend to.
Keyes: Thanks.
((Robb picks all the papers back up and starts to walk away. He stops and turns back towards them at the call from Daisy Locke.))
Locke: Robb… We told Tim Anderson last week that we love a good investigation. And we meant what we said. If you want any help figuring out who those clowns are… we would love help.
Keyes: We love a good case… and that’s an intriguing one.
Robb Hardy: I appreciate the offer. I really do. But I’d suggest you both stay out of it. It’s gotten messy enough. Just trust me. Let me handle it.
((He gives them both a smile before walking out. The two ladies look at each other and smile.))
Keyes: We just signed our first major contracts.
((The smile on her face becomes uncontrollable. Sarah lets out a small shriek and jumps on her partner with a big hug as the scene cuts away.))
((Cass Baumer is standing by in the backstage interview area with her head held high. Her fingertips skim the wall behind her while her lips curve upward into a bright smile. Tim Anderson steps forward and her eyes lose their sparkle.))
Tim Anderson: Mrs. Baumer, thank you for this time for an interview.
((Cass hesitates, chuckling at the premise.))
Cass Baumer: For you? Any time's a good time.
((Smiling brightly, there is an air of condescension hid just beyond her words.))
Tim Anderson: You just won your first match in #FSociety. How do you...
Cass Baumer: I don't think so, Tim.
((It was clearly an intended Home Improvement reference.))
Cass Baumer: What you're about to ask me... Frankly, it's probably the worst question an interviewer could ever ask. It's predictable, and you damn well know the answer.
((Playfully leaning into the microphone Tim holds in his hand, it doesn't take long for her to snatch it away.))
Cass Baumer: I'll give you a favor. Just this once, I'll answer you, but next time, you have to pick up your interviewing game when it comes to these questions, alright?
((With a deep breath, she collects herself before she begins to speak again.))
Cass Baumer: You ask me how I feel? How do you think I feel? I just beat a legend in Darien Hacaga and a newcomer in Flores all in one night! I feel revitalized. I belong here, and that was just the start of what I plan on doing here in #FSociety.
((She continues to control over the interview, expertly aiming the conversation a certain way like it was effortless. Holding the microphone to Anderson's lips, she lets him speak again, almost like this was Tim Anderson's time to answer her questions.))
Tim Anderson: What else do you plan on doing here in #FSociety? What's your overall goal for the near future?
((She smiled mischievously like he just fell for the bait. Pulling the microphone back to her lips, she answers with just two words without hesitation.))
Cass Baumer: Anarchy... Champion...
((With that, she shoves the microphone back into the staff member's hand and walks away with a satisfied smirk))
Match Three: Tag Team Match
Diem Masters & Fiona Marie Larson versus Nexus (Heather Sandstorm & Caroline Holt)
KV: The tag team division continues to grow here in #FSociety.
SG: I like the Canadians. A good attitude from those two.
KV: I can’t say I agree with you on that one.
SG: Those two Nancy Drew’s seem a little suspicious however.
KV: I kind of like Locke and Keyes from what we’ve seen from them already.
SG: You would.
KV: But now we’ve got a tag team match that will only help these four women try to work their way up the roster.
SG: Nexus didn’t fare so well last time against the champ and Seth Lawless.
KV: This will be a different pairing as Heather Sandstorm works with Caroline Holt against the duo of Fiona Marie Larson and Diem Masters, working together for the first time ever.
SG: It’s easy to see where the advantage lands then.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Making their way to the ring first… at a combined weight of 269 pounds... CAROLINE HOLT and HEATHER SANDSTORM… NEXUSSSS!!!
((“Hall of Fame” by The Script featuring Will.I.Am begins to play over the PA system. Caroline Holt, Victor Monroe and Heather Sandstorm of Nexus are out first, followed out by their managers, Ronnie Michaels and Bridget Sandstorm. The entire group stands together and surveys over the crowd before heading down to the ring as a unit. Caroline and Heather slide into the ring together and wait for their opponents to come out while the rest of the group watch from the outside.))
KV: Like I said, Caroline Holt was not part of that Tornado Tag Match against Tyson Gregory and Seth Lawless, so she wants to right this ship tonight.
SG: I love the attitude of these two ladies.
KV: You also have to keep in mind that Victor Monroe and these other folks are at ringside for this one, so anything can happen. Hopefully they state out of things.
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponents… coming to the ring first… Weighing in at 150 pounds and hailing from Chicago, Illinois… DIEM MASTERSSSSS!
((The lights turn to a reddish color in the arena, as the starting instruments of "Bloody Creature Poster Girl" by In This Moment start playing. From the back walks out Diem Masters. She stops at the top of the ramp and she looks out at the crowd. She cracks her neck a few times before starting to walk down the ramp. She gets to the ring and climbs the stairs, getting on the apron. She wipes her feet, as she climbs into the ring, heading for her corner. She then leans against the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.))
KV: Diem might be a little focused on Corey Bull’s Street Fight later on, but hopefully this is her top priority right now.
SG: It better be for her sake and for Fiona’s.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring... weighing in at 123 pounds and hailing from Colorado Springs, Colorado… FIONNNNA MARIEEEEE LARSONNNNN!
((“Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time” hits over the PA system as Fiona Marie Larson 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. 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 match to start.))
KV: It is interesting that Fiona got a big win over Diem’s boyfriend Corey Bull two weeks ago.
SG: You trying to say they’re going to fight here?
KV: Not at all. It’s just a point worth making for this duo that was put together and has never worked with each other as well.
SG: I think you just want them to fight each other.
KV: Never mind.
((Fiona Marie Larson and Diem Masters try to get on the same page to figure out who will start the match when Holt and Sandstorm charge at them and go on the attack. The referee doesn’t know what to do and rings for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: Nexus aren’t wasting any time.
SG: I love this mindset.
((Holt hammers away at Larson on one side of the ring while Sandstorm lays into Masters with forearms shots in the opposite corner. They each go for Irish whips to send the two new partners into each other, but Fiona and Diem counter and toss Holt and Heather into each other in the middle of the ring. Larson grabs Sandstorm from behind and Masters grabs Holt from behind, each hitting release German suplexes at the same time. Holt and Sandstorm roll out of the ring and regroup with Victor Monroe and their managers.))
KV: That’s how you do it.
SG: I’m surprised by all of that.
KV: A little unity shown here early by Diem and Fiona. That’s not all…
((Diem cups her hands together for Fiona to step on. She then launches Fiona over the top rope onto the entire group, taking everyone out.))
KV: Yes!
SG: That was unfair. Innocent victims just got taken out for no reason.
KV: A huge dive by Fiona Marie Larson onto the entire Nexus.
((Fiona rolls Heather Sandstorm into the ring for Diem and then heads up to the apron. Diem connects with a Bionic elbow that sends Heather to the mat. Diem backs off the ropes for some momentum and splashes down onto Heather’s midsection. She kneels over Sandstorm and starts repeatedly kneeing her in the midsection. Still on the floor, Caroline Holt pulls Diem out of the ring by her legs. Diem stays on her feet and shoves Holt off of her. Diem slides back into the ring and Sandstorm connects with a single leg dropkick. She drags Diem by the leg over to the Nexus corner and tags Caroline Holt in. Caroline jumps in and drops down with a pointed elbow down onto Masters.))
KV: Caroline Holt caused enough of a distraction and now Nexus are in control.
SG: That’s smart. Very smart.
KV: Diem just got caught up in the numbers game.
((Caroline pulls Diem up and knocks her back into the corner with some European uppercuts. He then starts hitting her with some chops across the chest. She springboards off the middle rope and connects with a dropkick to Diem’s chest. Diem falls out of the corner and Caroline tags Heather back in.))
KV: Caroline gets in some damage with the Sassy Train.
SG: I don’t know what to say about that name.
KV: Then get this, because Heather Sandstorm is on the top and she wants to hit the Flying Pink Chicken!
((Sandstorm looks for a missile dropkick off the top but Diem sidesteps her and guides her down to the mat. Diem grabs her from behind and charges forward with a knee drop bulldog. Diem gets up and tags an eager Fiona Marie Larson in.))
KV: Here comes Fiona.
SG: Let’s see what she can do in here against a competitor in her size range.
KV: It was quite the unique battle she had with Corey Bull at the last Anarchy. She’s in a much better position here against Heather Sandstorm.
((Fiona comes in, hits the ropes, and takes Heather down again with a Lou Thesz press. She stays on top of her and comes down with a series of mounted punches. She pulls Sandstorm up into a seated position and takes a step back. She looks for a Buzzsaw kick, but Heather ducks under it. She then kicks Fiona forward and into the ropes. Sandstorm springs up and catches Fiona with a forearm smash to the back of the head on the rebound. Caroline Holt tags back in and the Nexus combine for a dual suplex. Caroline stays on top of Fiona and goes for a cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Fiona easily kicks out at two!
((Caroline pulls Fiona up and pushes her back into the corner. She knocks her down into a seated position with some kicks to the body. Holt backs away and then charges in for a running double knees. Fiona pulls herself out of the way and Holt crashes hard into the corner and then down onto the back of her head. Fiona pulls Caroline up and locks her into a Sleeper Hold. She jumps up, digging her knees into Holt’s back and then drops back with a backbreaker. She rolls Holt over and goes for the cover. Diem Masters comes in and charges across the ring to keep Sandstorm from getting back in.))
KV: The Bed of Nails!
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Your winners… the team of FIONA MARIE LARSON AND DIEM MASTERSSS!!!
KV: A resilient effort and a quick strike from Fiona Marie Larson and she and Diem Masters get a big win here at Turmoil.
SG: You think Diem maybe wanted that pin?
KV: Let’s not go down that road and let these two ladies celebrate for a moment.
((“Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time” plays over the PA system as the referee raises up the hands of both Larson and Masters.))
((Amber Richards leans forward to grab a water from the catering area. As she straightens and turns to walk away, she turns straight into the path of Queenie; who half smiles at her, tilting her head to the side with a small sigh. Queenie reaches out and curls a lock of Amber's dark hair around her pale white fingers. Amber freezes in position, staring at Queenie; her eyes following her fingers as they curl in her hair.))
Queenie: How yah doin' Lamb?
((As Queenie uses Renee's nickname for her, Amber bites back on her jaw slightly and still doesn't say anything. Queenie pouts slightly as though pretending to be offended by her silence. She leans in a little closer, taking the water from Amber's hand. She pops the cap off, her painted red lips wrapping around the bottle as she takes a slow drink from it, before smiling at Amber once more.))
Queenie: Wha' tha matta love, cat got yah tongue?
((Amber's cheeks flush slightly red and she shakes her head. Reaching out she snatches her bottle of water back from Queenie and shakes her head.))
Amber Richards: I'm sorry Queenie I-
((Queenie places her finger over Amber's lips and shakes her head slowly, laughing a little as she does so. Leaning in so close her lips almost brush Amber's cheek, she drops her voice to an almost growl.))
Queenie: Not yet... But you will be...
((Queenie pulls her finger away from Amber's lips and pecks her on them briefly before pushing past her, barging her with her shoulder and walking past her. She leaves Amber staring silently down at the water bottle in her hand.))
((The scene cuts backstage where we find #FSociety interviewer Tim Anderson knocking three times on a door.))
Tim Anderson: Dani… Dani… Dani.
((The door swings open and an irritated Daniela Cabello stares back at Tim wearing her referee garb.))
Daniela Cabello: What?!
Tim Anderson: Well, with me being #FSociety lead interviewer for the night and you being talent I figured I should interview you.
Daniela Cabello: Well you figured wrong.
Tim Anderson: But Mr. Hardy insisted that I do, in fact, “go interview that annoying bitch” were his exact words.
((Daniela’s eyes narrow to a glare as she stares daggers through Tim who immediately throws his hands up in surrender.))
Tim Anderson: His words, not mine!
Daniela Cabello: And what did Robb want you to ask me?
Tim Anderson: I’m not sure but I think we should start with how both of your boyfriends are now mad at you and think you shouldn’t ref this match.
Daniela Cabello: I have only one boyfriend Timothy, and his name is LJ. He doesn’t wrestle, he writes music. As for the two men I’ll be in the ring with, they needn’t worry because I have a plan.
((Tim blinks.))
Tim Anderson: You have a plan?! Referees aren’t supposed to have a plan, only wrestlers have a plan. Why do you have a plan?!
((Dani smiles and shrugs.))
Daniela Cabello: Guess you’ll just have to wait to find out.
Tim Anderson: But we’re compatriots, associates and buddies even… surely you can tell me.
Daniela Cabello: You’re the last person I’d tell. But I promise you this, I’m tired of being disrespected and tonight I’m finally standing up for myself.
Tim Anderson: But how are you going to…
((Tim jumps back as the door is slammed in his face.))
Tim Anderson: Well that was rude! There you have it, the rumors are true and Daniela has really become a different person as of late.
((With a sigh he stares back at the camera and just shakes his head.))
Match Four: Anarchy Championship #1 Contender Match
Amber Richards versus Xavier Young
KV: This was originally supposed to be Amber Richards taking on Gray Malone but Xavier Young has stepped up to the plate in place of Malone to try and get this title opportunity.
SG: They do realize that the winner has to face our new champion Seth Lawless in some type of crazy matchup, right?
KV: I think both of these two athletes are willing to put themselves out there for a title chance like this.
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!
(("The Skittles Song" by Stereo Witness sounds throughout the #FSociety arena as an 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.))
KV: Xavier Young has had some tough luck recently but this is a golden chance for him to turn things around.
SG: You know, if he plays his cards right, he could really shock some people with this one.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring... weighing in at 140 pounds from Norwich, England... "The Gypsy Rose"... AMBER RICHARDS!!!
(("Everything That Could of Been" by Kittie blasts on the PA system, the lyrics rolling out. As the song explodes after the first verse Amber Richards makes her way out with her black hair flowing down as she throws her head back and lets out a laugh. Amber makes her way down to the ring. She runs and slides on her knee across the apron before resting her body against the ropes as the music fades out.))
KV: Amber Richards has been in a transitional period in her life and going after the Anarchy Title could be just what she needs.
SG: I’m not sure I want to know all of the details of what’s been going on with this woman but she better be focused tonight.
KV: Amber is tough and she can prove that right now.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The bell rings and Amber tilts her head looking at Xavier. Xavier steps forward standing over her by a good four inches. Xavier plays up to the crowd and Amber paintbrushes him with a right hand. Xavier swings at her and Amber ducks it and hits the ropes. She then leaps up hitting a one legged dropkick to the face. As Xavier gets to his feet Amber attacks with some vicious martial arts kicks and hard roundhouses into his chest.))
SG: She’s lighting him up.
KV: Amber is showing off an array of kicks here.
((Amber steps back and goes for the head. Xavier ducks and then pops from his knees to his feet and attacks Amber with some hard forearms. Amber stumbles back and Xavier throws her into the ropes before hitting a spinning heel kick sending her down. He gets the fans riled up and calls for the Skittles Bomb. He pulls Amber up by the hair but she slaps his hands away and grabs him hitting headbutts over and over. She pulls Xavier's head down with a cravate slamming her hard knee to his face.))
KV: That is brutal.
SG: More of that.
KV: Amber Richards isn’t holding back here tonight.
((Xavier drops down and Amber hits a superkick to her kneeling opponent sending him down. She turns and crawls across the ring sliding up his body into a pin where she straddles him and holds him down.))
KV: A quick pin attempt here.
1…
2…
((Xavier kicks out. Amber gets really close to Xavier's face and grips his jaw before headbutting him again causing the crowd to “ooo”.))
SG: She knows how to deliver a shot.
KV: Amber hasn’t left much room for anything from Xavier Young so far.
((Amber calls for Xavier to get up and as he does she runs in with a Claymore taking him back down. Amber then grabs his leg and locks in her ankle lock with a grapevine. She wrenches it hard and fast as Xavier reaches for the ropes but then taps.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is you winner by Submission… and new Number One Contender to the Anarchy Title... AMBER RICHARDS!!!
KV: A very impressive, and dominant, performance from Amber Richards.
SG: Looks like her beatdown of Xavier Young wasn’t all she had to say.
((Amber’s music hits and the referee raises her hand. She walks over grabbing a mic. The music dies down and she laughs dropping to her knees.))
Amber Richards: Did you all see that?... That is why Gray Malone tucked his balls and ran...
((She laughs again looking to the roof above.))
Amber Richards: I fear no man… no woman… I will step in this ring with anybody, anytime but with that piece of trash beaten… I know who's next.
((She pulls herself to her feet pointing at a young fan wearing a Seth Lawless t-shirt.))
Amber Richards: Your little hero... Seth Lawless… and his Anarchy title… that pretty strap is going to be around this… sexy waist… and there is nothing any of you can do about it...
((Amber drops the mic and sweeps her long black hair out of her eyes as her music hits again and she walks off.))
((Seth Lawless is seen backstage in his locker room. His newly won Anarchy Title is on his shoulder and a huge smile is across his face. Under one of the benches is a cooler. He opens it up and there is beer inside. Quickly grabbing one he pops it open and is about to drink it when Tim Anderson walks in with a smile on his face.))
Tim Anderson: Seth! Can I have a few words with the NEW Anarchy Champion?
((Seth smirks a little bit and then looks at his beer.))
Seth Lawless: I was kind of in the middle of something Tim. But sure what do you need to ask. And don't ask how it feels being a champion because well buddy it feels great.
((Tim smiles.))
Tim Anderson: I wasn't going to ask that. I wanted to ask how will it be having to defend that title on every show?
Seth Lawless: Really that is where you are going to go? Come on. I know it is going to be tough, but Tim look at me I have the title I have a beer just go so I can enjoy it.
((Seth walks over to the door and opens it for him. He ushers him out and nods his head as he closes the door. He takes a sip of beer and looks at his title and laughs.))
Seth Lawless: Damn it feels good to be a gangsta!
((He laughs as he finishes his beer and walks over to the cooler and gets another one; as the long night for the beautiful bald bastard was just beginning.))
((The cameras cut to an area where a few backstage employees have gathered in a small group. Three or four of them make an almost semi-circle around a young blonde woman, who is holding a little plastic cup in her hand. She is laughing slightly as they appear to be encouraging her.))
Zooey West-Jaa: Nah, I can so do it... Ya don't reckon I can?!
((She points at one of the employees who kind of shrugs and looks to either side of him where the others are laughing. She smirks slightly and leans forward grabbing him by his shirt. She pulls him out of the small grouping and points to a spot just behind her.))
Zoeey West-Jaa: Stand there then, yeah?
((He looks hesitant for a moment before he steps around her and stands where she is pointing. She holds her hand out at him as she turns to face him.))
Zoeey West-Jaa: Ya gotta stand still like...
((She places the cup, which it's now obvious is full of liquid on the employee's head. Steadying it slightly she then holds her hands both up, palms facing him.))
Zoeey West-Jaa: Mate, don't move yeah? You move and this is gonna fuckin' hurt like...
((She takes another step or a half back as the employees eyes widen slightly. She chuckles and shakes her head; glancing back at the other employees she winks at them before looking back at the guy with the cup of water on his head, who is either smart enough - or too scared - to move and she nods.))
Zoeey West-Jaa: Don't. Move.
((Bending onto her left leg slightly she uses her right leg to kick the cup clean off the guy’s head with a roundhouse kick. As soon as the cup hits the floor, so does her foot... The employee appears to blanch for a moment before he laughs.))
Backstage Employee: Holy shit...
((Zoeey shrugs slightly with a smirk.))
Zoeey West-Jaa: Aye, just be glad ya didn't move love.
((She turns to look at the other employees with a grin.))
Zoeey West-Jaa: Any other volunteers?
((They all laugh and decline as she gives a laugh to herself. The scene then cuts back to the ring.))
Match Five: Singles Match with Special Guest Referee Dani Cabello
Jenson Idol versus Drew Davies
Jennifer Taylor: This Special Attraction Grudge Match is scheduled for one fall! Coming down the aisle… from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 186 pounds... DREWWWW DAVIESSSS!
(("Last Breath" begins as Drew Davies comes out of the curtain to the cheers of the audience. Drew looks out to the fans with a smile on his face before he taps his chest in a show of respect the crowd before walking down to the ring, giving fives to everyone who reaches out. Davies rolls under the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckles and holds his arms high to get the crowd more excited before jumping down.))
KV: Drew Davies is representing not only himself but the #FSociety roster as a whole as he takes on an outsider in Jenson Idol.
SG: Davies was stupid enough to flirt with Idol’s girl and now he’s going to pay the price.
KV: I’m pretty sure that flirting was a two way street.
SG: Which is why Idol was smart to cut bait and move on to bigger and better things.
Jennifer Taylor: And his opponent… making a special appearance in #FSociety here tonight… from Liverpool, England and weighing in at 200 pounds... JENSONNNNN IDOLLLLL!
~~We will not take this anymore
These words will never be ignored
You want a battle
Here's a war~~
((The lights dim as these words begin to blare over the PA system before the opening riff of "You Want A Battle, Here's A War" by Bullet for My Valentine begins to play. Now standing at the top of the entrance way is "Your Favorite Idol" Jenson Idol, who's wearing black boots, tights with a United Kingdom flag design throughout it and a pullover hoodie that has no sleeves that matches the British flag design of his tights and the hoodie is up on his head. Once the word "YEAH" is screamed in his entrance music he full on sprints down the ramp before sliding into the ring. Jenson stands up in the middle of the ring and pulls the hood down from his head and walks towards the ropes before standing up on the bottom rope. Jenson keeps one hand gripped to the top rope as he raises up his left hand and does a metal horns sign to the crowd and the crowd cheers. Jenson steps off the rope and walks over to the far right corner and takes off his hoodie before throwing it outside and waiting for the match to start.))
KV: Regardless of whose side you’re on tempers have flared prior to this one with Idol attacking Davies backstage on not one but two occasions.
SG: Don’t forget it was Davies who caused Daniela Cabello to sustain an injury while conducting an interview.
KV: Davies?! It was Idol who tried to jump Davies and put Daniela in harm’s way.
SG: This is why Hardy never should’ve hired you. Your opinion is biased and your judgment is clouded.
Jennifer Taylor: Your special referee for this match is #FSociety’s own DANIELAAAAA CABELLOOOOO!!!
((Daniela waves to the crowd before walking over to Idol and running a quick cursory check for foreign objects.))
KV: Not sure that was a very thorough check; Jenson has been known to favor brass knuckles in the past.
SG: Really? You think a stud like Idol is going to need to resort to cheating to beat pretty boy Davies.
KV: I think you’re confusing Davies with Pretty Boy Floyd.
SG: And I think you’re a moron.
((Cabello walks over and performs a much more thorough check on Davies, triple checking his boots, pads and trunks before finally giving him the okay before warning that she’s got her eyes on him.))
KV: For those who may have missed it the usually affable Drew Davies expressed his distaste for how Cabello’s been conducting herself leading up to this match and it appears she’s responding by being extra tough on Davies.
SG: Don’t let him fool you. Drew Davies is a no good, sniveling snake in the grass.
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: Cabello finally calls for the bell and we’re underway.
((The two combatants immediately lock up with neither giving ground. They’re pushing back and forth until Davies breaks the tie up with a solid knee to Idol’s stomach. As Jenson stumbles back Daniela immediately steps in the middle, admonishing Davies for what she’s calling a low blow.))
KV: That wasn’t even close to a low blow.
SG: I happen to know Idol’s very well endowed and sometimes…
KV: Back to the action!
((Davies pleads his case but Cabello isn’t having it. The break gives Idol a chance to catch his breath and when he and Davies go to lock once more its Idol who beats Davies to the punch with a blatant thumb to the eye. The crowd jeers in disapproval but Cabello does nothing, shrugging and shaking her head as if she didn’t see a thing.))
KV: Cabello claimed she was going to call this contest down the middle but it seems that’s hardly the case.
SG: You’re just being influenced by this uneducated crowd and their senseless bitching.
((Idol pounces on the blinded Davies, planting him with a quick DDT before springing to his feet and celebrating with both hands extended, soaking in the boos from the crowd as Daniela applauds.))
KV: She’s clapping? Our supposedly unbiased official is clapping?!
SG: What? A ref can’t be a fan?
((Davies starts to stir, rolling onto all fours but Jenson winds up and drives a boot into his side, flipping Drew onto his back. Idol follows that up with a stomp to Davies’ gut, then another, and another as Cabello cheers him on, calling for more.))
KV: This is ridiculous! This is the most biased officiating job I’ve ever seen.
SG: Maybe Davies should’ve kept his mouth shut about Cabello. You know the saying, sit still look pretty.
((Idol drags Davies to his feet and executes a quick snap suplex, again popping to his feet and saluting the jeering crowd, this time with a mocking royal wave. Jenson showboats a little too long and Davies has the wherewithal to reach up and surprise Idol with a rollup!))
1…
2…
KV: Cabello stopped counting! She’s claiming Davies had a handful of tights but he didn’t!
SG: She’s the one in the ring with them. Perhaps she saw something we couldn’t.
KV: Yeah, she saw Drew Davies about to score a victory.
SG: Please, nobody wins with a rollup.
KV: Gavin Grimes does!
SG: Exactly my point, nobody.
((Davies is in Daniela’s face, complaining about the count but Daniela’s firing back, insisting that he had a fistful of tights. As the argument rages Jenson’s quick to take advantage, driving a forearm into the base of Davies’ skull which causes him to go crashing into Cabello.))
KV: Davies just smashed into Daniela courtesy of another cheap shot from Jenson Idol and now he’s sprawled over her on the canvas.
SG: Wanting to lie all over her is what got Davies in trouble in the first place!
KV: That’s hardly the case here tonight!
((A furious Idol drags Davies off of Daniela and begins a furious assault of lefts and rights while holding Davies by his hair. Meanwhile Cabello regains her wits and staggers to her feet, signaling from the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: What’s happening? Is she disqualifying Jenson Idol for repeated strikes with a closed fist?!
Jennifer Taylor: Referee Daniela Cabello has called an end to this contest, disqualifying Drew Davies for striking an official. The winner of this match… JENSONNNNNNNN…
Robb Hardy: Hold it right there…
((All eyes turn to the top of the ramp where #FSociety General Manager Robb Hardy stands with a mic in hand.))
Robb Hardy: Dani, I don’t care what type of teenage angst, hormone imbalance bullshit you’re dealing with… you’re going to call this match down the middle as promised. If not, Tim will be our new lead interviewer and you can enjoy the unemployment line. Do I make myself clear?
((Dani leers at Robb with pure hatred in her eyes as she stands in the middle of the ring.))
Robb Hardy: Now restart this match and cut the shit.
((He tosses the mic aside as Dani frowns before calling for the bell to restart the match.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: Jenson Idol is pleading his case to Dani but the #FSociety GM has spoken and this match is being restarted!
((Drew Davies wastes little time, spinning Idol around and greeting him with a series of Muay Thai strikes before finishing off with a Roaring Elbow that levels Idol and sends him sprawling to the mat. Dani’s mouth is hanging open in shock. Smelling blood in the water Davies steps back and urges Idol to his feet. It takes a few moments but the Brit staggers to his feet only to be met by Davies’ finisher, a running knee strike that snaps Idol’s head back and promptly returns him to the canvas.))
KV: Davies Running Knee! Perfectly executed and Cabello can’t believe it.
SG: Of course she can’t believe it. This match was over, Davies lost and suddenly he finds himself at an advantage thanks to our crooked GM!
((Dani pauses for a moment before finally getting down to make the count.))
1…
2…
KV: Idol kicks out at a count of two and a half but you have to wonder if that’s because Cabello took so long to make the count.
SG: You and your conspiracy theories.
((Davies leaps to his feet, again complaining to Cabello about the count. Dani shoves him backwards and Drew has to do everything he can to hold himself back as he risks disqualification. Fuming while shaking his head Davies is screaming at Cabello, telling her she’s changed and she’s not the person she once was.))
KV: Idol is back to his feet. Turn around Drew, turn around!!
SG: Turn around Drew… oh, you sound like such a bitch!!
((Davies does turn around, only he’s greeted by a perfectly timed F.C. Cutter from Idol that sends him sprawling to the mat. This time Cabello wastes no time getting in perfect position for the count.))
1…
2…
KV: NO! A fast count and still Drew Davies was able to get a shoulder up.
SG: And Jenson Idol is beside himself, slamming the mat in frustration, unable to believe how slow that count was.
KV: You’re kidding, right?
SG: Do I strike you as a kidder?
((Jenson’s heated, leering down over Dani as he thrusts his finger in her face while accusing her of favoritism towards Davies. Daniela is shocked and after taking all she can take hauls off and slaps Jenson square across the face.))
KV: Idol can’t believe Cabello just hit him!
SG: She should be disqualified!
KV: You can’t disqualify the referee, can you?!
((Jenson holds his hand to his cheek and is just about to yell something at Cabello when Davies swoops in and takes advantage of the distraction by cinching Jenson up and hitting a picture perfect bridging leg hook belly-to-back suplex.))
KV: A Regalplex and he hangs on for the count!!
((Daniela wastes no time, sliding into position and counting.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING!! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: This winner of this match by way of a pinfall, DREWWWWWW DAVIESSSSSS!!
((Daniela holds Drew’s hand in the air but he pulls it away, electing to celebrate this hard fought victory on his own.))
((The camera in the back finds Corey Bull slowly pacing in a dark room. His hands are taped up and his eyes are the most intense light in the room.))
Corey Bull: Renee… your little Queen has her thoughts mixed up. I am not doing this for Diem. If she wants to… she could simply rip off your balls and feed them to you. And make you like it.
((Bull stops pacing and looks at the camera.))
Corey Bull: And only a part of me is doing this for the women of the world and the type of man you represent. No… there is more to it than that Renee. I am doing this… because you are the type of crap that no one will miss if you stop breathing. You’re the type of crap that no one will shed a tear over. So when I walk out there and tear you down… rip you apart limb by limb… no one will cry. And I will revel in the bloodshed!
((Bull suddenly lunges and grabs the camera.))
Corey Bull: And you Queenie… you think us weak cause we care?! You ignorant bitch… you don’t understand do you? You don’t realize the power a monster receives when love finally becomes a piece of its matrix of destruction. You think a monster is just dangerous as an unfeeling machine…
You have no idea the extents we will go now that we have love… your King is going to be just like all the others… dead!
((Bull laughs, then pulls the camera close to his eyes.))
Corey Bull: There can only be one monster in this federation. WE ARE THAT MONSTER! You Renee… are just a piece of human waste that is about to be flushed out of existence. I am going to enjoy this. There won’t be anything left for your ‘property’ to clean up. And then…maybe we should take possession of your property and re purpose it for something useful… I hear the arena needs a good speed bump.
((Bull’s laugh comes in short, maniacal fits. Then he turns his eyes to the camera one more time.))
Corey Bull: The Hate Train is coming… choo choo motherfuckers!
((Bull shoves the camera and its flips and Bull’s maniacal laughing can be heard his boots can be seen walking away.))
Match Six: High-Roller Championship
Spider versus Hutch (Champion)
KV: Here we go! We’ve got Spider looking to win the High-Roller Championship from Hutch here tonight.
SG: I don’t have a preference for either of them… In fact, I kind of wish they would both lose!
KV: You’re not supposed to have a preference anyway.
SG: Oh? Well in that case, I choose Spider! Why? Because she’s a thief! … And because she’s hot!
KV: Ugh…
Jennifer Taylor: This match is for the High-Roller Championship and is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first… Weighing in at 115 pounds and hailing from Dallas, Texas... she is SPIDERRRRR!
((The opening of “Million Miles an Hour” by Nickleback pumps through the arena and the camera pans the crowd, looking for the mysterious Spider. They finally catch sight of her, standing amidst the crowd, looking dressed to compete, wearing her usual tight black wrestling gear. She heads down through the crowd towards the ring, smiling to herself as the fans react to her, parting so that she can get through. She vaults herself over the barrier and climbs up to the apron. Looking around at the crowd, Spider wraps her legs around the top rope, and dangles upside down for a moment, allowing herself to stretch out and hang from the top rope to the apron before finally letting herself down and crawling between the ropes for the match.))
KV: Spider looks prepared for this one! I can’t wait to see what she does against Hutch.
SG: I really hope Spider ends his damn winning streak! He’s one win away from tying Tyson! But then again, Tyson will keep that streak of his going at the end of the night.
KV: I guess only time will tell with it pertains to Hutch and Tyson!
Jennifer Taylor : Making his way to the ring next... from Mevagissey, Cornwall and weighing in at 222 pounds... the #FSOCIETY HIGH-ROLLER CHAMPIONNNN... HUTCH LANAHANNNN!!!
((“Hero” by Nas begins to play as Hutch Lanahan makes his way out to the stage. The #FSociety High-Roller Championship is around his waist. Hutch looks around the arena for a moment before walking down to the ring with a serious look across his face. He climbs into the ring, holds up the title with both hands, passes it off to the referee, and waits for the match to begin.))
KV: Hutch is such a gentleman in and out of the ring. I expect a good, clean match between him and Spider.
SG: He’s a criminal! I’m surprised he hasn’t brought any more police officers here!
KV: That was a one time thing.
SG: Bullshit! Once a criminal, always a criminal!
KV: Whatever. This match is about to begin!
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The referee calls for the bell and Hutch puts his hand out for Spider. Spider reaches out and shakes Hutch’s hand and a grin forms over her face as she quickly rolls him up into a schoolgirl pin.))
1…
2…
KV: Kickout! That was close! Spider almost stole that one!
SG: Because she’s a thief! I love it!
KV: I thought you didn’t like criminals!?
SG: I don’t like the ones who get caught!
((Hutch gets up to his feet quickly and he goes to lock up with Spider but she quickly ducks under him and is behind him. Spider grabs Hutch and nails him with an STO. Spiders goes for another cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Kickout by Hutch again!
SG: Spider is looking to end this one quickly!
KV: It’s going to take a lot to take down a guy like Hutch.
((Hutch gets up quickly and Spider tries to Irish whip him but Hutch counters and whips Spider into the corner. He charges towards her and nails her with a hard clothesline. Hutch lifts Spider up and sets her up on the turnbuckle in a sitting position. Hutch climbs up the turnbuckle and goes for a superplex on Spider.))
KV: This could be huge!
SG: He’s not going to nail it! He sucks!
KV: I think you’re jealous because everyone likes Hutch!
SG: Am not!
((Spider counters by hooking her leg on the turnbuckle. Hutch tries to lift her up again but Spider blocks it. Spider then smashes her forearm into Hutch’s face and he keels backwards. Spider smashes him in the face again and Hutch goes flying off of the turnbuckle.))
KV: What a counter by Spider!
SG: I love it! I told you that Hutch wasn’t going to hit crap!
KV: Spider is a tricky one!
SG: I wonder where else she’s tricky…
KV: SHUT UP SAMUEL!
((Spider stands up on the turnbuckle and leaps off of it, doing a corkscrew shooting star press. This turns into a cover and the referee begins the count.))
1…
2…
KV: Thr… No!
SG: DAMN IT! Hutch kicks out.
KV: He just kicked out of a huge move!
SG: Yeah… I know! Quit reminding me!
((Spider gets up on her knees and looks shocked that Hutch kicked out. She goes to pick him up but Hutch gets her into a rollup pin.))
1…
2…
SG: Spider kicks out!
KV: A lot of close falls in this one! These two really want it!
SG: And I hope Spider steals it! Let’s gooooo!
((The two competitors both get up on their feet and trade a series of open hands blows to each other. Hutch starts to get the momentum but Spider counters with a knee to Hutch’s gut. She leaps up and goes for a hurricanrana but Hutch counters it into a powerbomb. He covers for the pin.))
1…
2…
KV: Thre… NO! Another kickout! What a highly competitive match for the High-Roller Championship!
SG: I’d have to agree.
KV: This is what this championship is all about! I love it!
((Hutch lifts Spider up off of the canvas and whips her towards the ropes. She bounces off of them and goes for a crossbody splash on Hutch but he catches her in the air. Hutch throws Spider up onto his shoulders, her back lying down on top of him.))
SG: He’s going for the Burning Hammer! Come on Spider! Get out of this!
KV: It looks like she could be done for!
((Hutch throws Spider off to the side and she counters and lands on her feet. She goes to punch Hutch but he catches her arm and pulls her in for a clothesline.))
KV: What a clothesline!
SG: Crap!
KV: And it looks like he isn’t done!
((Hutch is rotating his arm in a circle as he somewhat stalks Spider, waiting for her to get up. As she gets to her feet and has her back to Hutch, Hutch spins around and as Spider turns, Hutch nails her with a brutal Discus Lariat which causes Spider to do a backflip and lands face first onto the canvas.))
KV: LANAHAN LARIAT!!!
SG: WOAH! I think she’s dead!
KV: What a move from Hutch!
SG: I guess this one’s over… Ugh!
((Hutch goes for the cover and the referee begins the count.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner…. AND STILL HIGH-ROLLER CHAMPION… HUTCH LANAHANNNN!!!
((“Hero” by Nas begins to blare over the PA system as the referee raises Hutch’s hand in the air in victory.))
SG: This is dumb.
KV: Hutch continues his hot streak here in #FSociety! What a start to a career he’s had!
SG: Yeah? Well I hope he’s out of here in a hurry!
KV: Haha, very funny! Let’s cut to backstage!
((The duo known as Any Given Sundae are standing by backstage at the catering table. Sweet Treat is heavily focused as perusing the different food on the table as The Cone has his attention turned to the camera.))
The Cone: We are excited to be back here in Vegas wrestling for all of our fans tonight.
((Sweet Treat has a cookie in his hand and presses it into his mask. The food drops to the floor, as there is no opening for his mouth on his mask.))
Sweet Treat: Uh-huh.
The Cone: It’s been a little while for us, but this is going to be fun. We respect the champions, Rebel Ink, and we’re happy to be here and put on a great wrestling match with them tonight.
((Sweet Treat has some fruit that he smashes into his mask.))
Sweet Treat: Uh-huh.
The Cone: I don’t know what is next for us after tonight. This was kind of a one night deal for us because we want to continue to be out there in the world having fun, playing games, collecting toys, and doing what ice creams do. I wouldn’t say we are retiring. Not at all. Just, we want to keep enjoying the world we live in. We’re happy with what we’ve accomplished. We love the fans. We love everything that is part of this world Don’t get us wrong. But for now, I think we’re leaving tag team wrestling in a good place. We’ve always been about promoting tag teams. We’re proud to be a tag team.
((With a piece of pie crushing into his mask, Sweet Treat adds in his elaborate thoughts.))
Sweet Treat: Uh-huh.
The Cone: So tonight, this isn’t a goodbye. It’s just a chance for us to say thank you. Thank you to all of the great teams we’ve fought before. Thanks to all of the great teams that are still to come. Thanks for all of the great memories. You’ve all given us plenty of things to remember and we hope that we’ve done the same for you. We love wrestling. We love the fans. And we will see you all again with smiles on our faces and love in our hearts. Thank you.
((The Cone waves at the camera and Sweet Treat raises a drink into the air.))
Sweet Treat: Uh-huh!
((Sweet Treat pours the drink down the front of his costume, The Cone pats his partner lovingly on the shoulder, and the scene cuts away.))
((“Hero” by Nas is still blaring as a sweaty Hutch Lanahan pushes himself through the curtains, still clutching his High-Roller Championship close to his chest as he looks down at it, almost plowing into Tim Anderson. Hutch grins and pats Tim on the shoulder as one of the assistant producers tosses Hutch a towel. He dabs the sweat off his face as he grins at Tim.))
Hutch Lanahan: Timmy Boy! How’d you know where to find me?
((Hutch is very obviously in a good mood after his win. Anderson fumbles with his microphone and nods towards the camera in front of them.))
Tim Anderson: I was wondering if I could get a few words about your win against Spider?
((Hutch nods.))
Hutch Lanahan: Of course, mate. Of course. Go ahead.
((Anderson smiles and points a thumb over to Hutch.))
Tim Anderson: Hutch, last time it was a struggle against Spider. This time you looked much improved. You’re currently undefeated. How are you feeling right now?
((Nodding, Hutch slaps the facing of his belt a couple of times.))
Hutch Lanahan: Pinch me, Tim. Cause I need to know if I’m still back home and having the best dream of my life. I never expected this. I wanted this. I just go into every match with the same mindset. Do what I do best. Give it my all, and if I lose? I can’t be disappointed that way. Everyone loses. It’s just a matter of time, but I’d like to hold it off as long as possible.
((Anderson nods to the title on Hutch’s shoulder.))
Tim Anderson: You’ve had back to back title matches. Who do you hope steps up to the challenge next?
((Hutch opens his mouth to speak, but Silas Romero, the newest signee to #FSociety Wrestling saunters up with a soft smile on his face. He gazes lazily at Anderson and then Hutch. Hutch nods a few times and points toward Silas.))
Hutch Lanahan: Ah, I know this lad. Romero… I’ve followed your stuff in PWR and ECWF. Even caught a few indy shows in London. It’s a pleasure, mate.
((Anderson, looking a bit more uneasy than Hutch and Silas, holds the microphone over to Romero as Hutch extends his hand. Silas looks down at Hutch's hand; a sly smirk slides across his face as he raises his gaze back up to meet Hutch's.))
Silas Romero: It's always a pleasure to meet a fan... for the fan. Am I supposed to be flattered that you've followed my career, chief?
((Taking aback by the comment, Hutch stammers some.))
Hutch Lanahan: I was just… You know. I think it’s…
((Hutch looks at a loss for words but keeps his hand out.))
Silas Romero: You think it's what, "mate"? You think we're going to be best friends now because you know me? You think I'm supposed to feel honored that a champ knows me? That's adorable. If you'll excuse me, I have a contract to finalize. Later, mark.
((Looking confused, Hutch looks down at his outstretched hand as Silas walks away and then glances worriedly over to his title as the scene fades back to ringside.))
Match Seven: Street Fight
Renee Pleasant versus Corey Bull
KV: We are turning our attention here to a Street Fight to settle the score between Corey Bull and Renee Pleasant.
SG: This is going to get brutal, and fast.
KV: It was already heated between these two but Renee Pleasant only escalated things by trying to intimidate Diem Masters at our last Anarchy.
SG: These two giants already gave us a taste of what they can do to each other after that last encounter.
KV: I would not want to be the referee in charge of staying close to this brawl.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a Street Fight scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring… weighing 385 pounds from The Great Northwoods… COREYYYY BULLLLL!!!
((A sweet sound, like a symphony starts as "Veritas" by Kamelot plays. The lights go dark and people start to use their cellphones to see. 26 seconds into the sweet sound, it becomes a rock sound, like a marching soldier. A symbol appears on the screen, a buzzard in front of two crossed axes, as a spotlight shines down on the dark hero that is Corey Bull and the crowd erupts into cheers. His logger chain rests on his shoulder as he walks to the ring, the spotlight follows him and the music continues to play.))
~~In the mirror my reflection lies to me
That is not the man I want to see
But every harvest takes me closer to my aim
I will be there as soon as darkness falls
My life is but a heartbeat away
And all you ever had will soon belong to me~~
((He starts to climb the apron to face the crowd right before the chorus begins. He raises his arms out from his sides, stretching them out wide as he looks out over the crowd. The spotlight remains on him the entire time, sending an eerie shadow effect over Bull.))
~~(In morte ultima veritas)
You will kneel before me
And you will confess that I'm god
(Vincit veritas in omeni re)
Send me your prayers
But death is the answer to life~~
((A mushroom cloud explodes on the stage area as the music stops and the lights come up. Bull climbs into the ring and stands in the middle of the ring, looking imposing.))
KV: Corey Bull came prepared for a fight.
SG: This is a scary looking dude.
KV: Normally Corey has a huge size difference over his opponents. We saw that up against Fiona Marie Larson at the last show. But tonight, he’s got another big man in his war path.
SG: I think this is the type of matchup Bull really wants. He’s ready to throw some hands tonight and get some blood flowing.
Jennifer Taylor: And his opponent... weighing in at 310 pounds from Essex, England... he is "The Gypsy Warrior"... RENEE PLEASANTTTT!!!
((The opening bar of "Throne" by Bring Me to the Horizon hits the speakers as red lights swirl around the crowd. The lights finally set on Reñee Pleasant who stands in the middle of the stage, smirking at the crowd as a chorus of boos rise up. Reñee shrugs and walks down the ramp with purpose. He jumps up onto the apron and stares down Corey Bull before he enters the ring through the top and middle ropes.))
KV: Robb Hardy made it clear to both of these competitors coming into this match that no one was going to be allowed at ringside for this match.
SG: Everybody around this ring, including us, needs to watch out because this one could go anywhere.
KV: And they can use anything.
SG: No one is safe. And least of all, these two.
KV: They aren’t waiting. This is on.
((Renee and Corey immediately start trading punches in the middle of the ring as soon as they come face to face. The referee calls for the bell to start the match as they continue to wildly hammer away at each other.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Just as quickly as they are in the ring, Bull and Pleasant end up tangled together and spilling out of the ring over the top rope. They get back up and start to brawl up the aisle. Pleasant connects with an uppercut punch to Bull’s jaw and Corey returns fire with a headbutt. They keep working their way up the ramp, with plenty of big punches flying in each direction.))
KV: This is already getting crazy.
SG: I don’t think we want to know where this is heading.
KV: This is a fight.
SG: That’s the point.
((At the top of the stage, Bull throws Pleasant into a metal rigging. Renee bounces back with a kick to Corey’s stomach. He lands another uppercut punch that sends Bull back a few steps. Pleasant charges forward and hits Corey with a running shoulder tackle. Corey falls down to his knees on the edge of the stage. Bull gets back up to his feet and Pleasant charges at him with a running big boot. Bull avoids the shot and with Pleasant off balance, he pushes him off the edge and to the floor below. Corey looks down at Pleasant, then turns away from him as he stands on the edge of the landing. Bull leaps off the stage and drops down onto Pleasant with a huge moonsault. He bounces off of Pleasant and holds his ribs as Renee rolls around in pain as well.))
KV: What the…
SG: Corey Bull with a moonsault off the stage!
KV: We’re moments into this and Corey Bull just put a huge exclamation point on things.
SG: That was crazy.
KV: Pleasant missed with The Dead Man’s Foot and Corey Bull took advantage.
((Corey Bull is up first and starts to pull Renee back up. He has him hooked around the head, but Pleasant charges forward and spears him forward. The two men disappear through some black curtains. The camera follows them through the curtains and comes upon a scene of Corey Bull sitting in a hole in the wall with Pleasant still draped on top of him.))
KV: It looks like he just speared him through the wall.
SG: I’m not sure how Pleasant recovered for that, but he did.
KV: And now we just have two men, laid out backstage, and a lot more carnage to come.
((Renee stands up first and pulls Corey up out of the hole. He then tosses him across the hall into a row of crates. The space opens up from a hallway into a much bigger space and a few backstage staffers scurry out of the way as Pleasant kneels over Bull and starts punching away at him. Pleasant is continuous in his punches and then places his knee across Bull’s throat, choking him out against the crates. Pleasant finally backs off and stands back up. He starts to pull Corey up again and gets hit with a knee to the midsection. Bull pulls Pleasant in and then throws him down with a side belly to belly suplex. Bull stays down on top of Pleasant and the referee drops down for the cover.))
1…
2…
((Pleasant kicks out at two and Corey Bull rolls off of him, staying on his back for a moment. They both start to get back up to their feet at the same time. They start trading some punches again. Pleasant throws some big overhand rights and Bull responds with some uppercuts and hooks to the body.))
KV: This isn’t a wrestling match. This is a fight.
SG: I think we will be able to count on our hands the amount of wrestling holds and moves we are going to see.
KV: They are just slinging fists and throwing each other into objects at this point.
((Bull pushes Pleasant back and Renee returns with a side kick to the body. Pleasant then drops him down onto the concrete floor with a DDT. He pulls Corey up and starts leading him towards the opposite side of the room. He tosses him into the back wall of the backstage interview area. Tim Anderson and a producer move out of the way just in time as Bull hits the wall hard. Pleasant comes over and pulls down one of the lighting rigs and drops it down on top of Bull. He then rips away one of the cameras from the cameramen and waits as Bull pushes the lighting off of him and tries to stand up. Pleasant comes back at him and drills him in the side of the head with the camera. He then drops it down and goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Thr… No!
SG: They just destroyed our interview setup!
KV: And I think Corey Bull got busted open from that shot with the camera.
((Pleasant pulls Corey up to a seated position and there is a cut off to the side of his eye that begins to bleed. Pleasant holds him in his left hand and kneels over him, and then starts to drill him with closed right fists. Pleasant stands up and backs away for a moment. Bull rolls over to his hands and knees. Pleasant comes back after him, and Corey spins over with a hold of the lighting rig and slams it into Pleasant. Pleasant stays on his feet but takes a few steps back. Bull gets up, grabs Pleasant by the arm, and pulls him back in for a short arm clothesline.))
KV: I hope no one else was looking for an interview with Tim tonight.
SG: I can’t imagine how much all that damage cost.
KV: And just imagine that these two aren’t done yet. Who knows where else they are headed tonight.
((Bull pulls Pleasant up and slams him against the wall. He throws a couple of back elbows to the side of Pleasant’s head. Pleasant starts trying to walk away and Bull clubs him with some forearms to the back. Pleasant fires back with a knee to the stomach. The two men continue to trade shots back and forth as they move down another hallway. Bull lifts Pleasant up and drops him down face first onto a table. He then slides him up and lays him down across the table. Bull grabs a trash can and slams it down onto Pleasant’s stomach. Bull backs away and runs back at Pleasant, but Pleasant throws the garbage can back at him and knocks him back again. Pleasant stands back up. Bull comes back at him and Pleasant throws him through the table with a spinebuster. Pleasant stays on top of Bull and the referee does his best to move around them to count the pinfall.))
1…
2…
((Bull kicks out and Pleasant kneels over him, looking at the referee with displeasure. Renee gets up and Corey starts to push himself up as well. Pleasant connects with a kick to the ribs and then pulls Bull back up by his head. Pleasant smashes Corey’s face into the wall and the camera gets a close up as half of Corey’s face is streaked with blood. Corey throws a punch to the stomach back at Pleasant and throws him face first into the wall as well. They keep trading shots as they progress farther down the hallway. Pleasant sees a door and looks to toss Bull into it. Corey reverses it and sends Pleasant through the door with an Irish whip. Corey and the camera follow him through the door and they all end up in the parking garage. They come upon a car parked away from everything else and Bull throws Pleasant into the passenger side.))
SG: Whoever owns that is going to regret parking illegally tonight.
KV: These guys are taking every chance they can get to bash each other’s heads into things.
((Bull attempts to slam Pleasant face first into the passenger window, but Pleasant catches him with a back elbow. Pleasant then lifts Bull up and drops him down face first onto the top of the car. Pleasant opens the door and tosses Bull so that his upper half is in the car and his legs are still on the ground outside. Pleasant takes the car door and slams it shut on Bull’s midsection. Pleasant stands there when Bull whips the door back at him, catching him in the face. Pleasant takes a few steps back as Bull gets up out of the car. Bull charges forward and runs through the open car door, snapping it off its hinges and plowing through Renee in the process.))
KV: He just snapped that door off!
SG: I’ve never seen anything like that.
KV: Corey Bull just destroyed this car in order to get to Pleasant.
SG: I hope someone has good insurance on this car.
((Corey pulls Pleasant up near the front of the car. Corey grabs him by the throat, lifts him up, and chokeslams him down onto the hood of the car and through the windshield. Pleasant caves in part of the windshield but Bull doesn’t leave him there for long. He pulls Pleasant down off the hood by the legs and to the ground. Corey drops down on top of Pleasant and goes for the cover.))
KV: A huge chokeslam onto the car!
1…
2…
3!!!
((The referee says ‘that’s it’ and steps in to try and raises Corey Bull’s hand in victory. Corey brushes him off and stands up, holding his midsection and favoring his shoulder. Other personnel run up and try to check on Renee Pleasant but he tries to push them off.))
KV: Corey Bull just pulled out some huge moves and wrecked that car to get the win over Renee Pleasant.
SG: I can’t say it enough. Some unlucky brother just lost a car tonight, Renee Pleasant lost the fight, and they both walk away pretty beaten up from this war.
KV: Corey Bull needed this tonight and he got it. I don’t know how we top that.
SG: I’m not sure either.
((The scene cuts backstage to the locker room of the #FSociety Tag Team Champions, Rebel Ink, where we see Damon Graves and Aurora Knight standing in the middle of the room in their wrestling gear. Damon has his cell phone in his hand, and the champs have concerned looks on their faces as a male voice with a haughty British accent comes through the speakerphone.))
Voice: I think I’ve made my point to the insurance company. The only remaining issue we need concern ourselves with is finding our prime suspect.
Damon: What I wouldn’t give to be there when they do...
Voice: Mr. Graves, with all due respect, you’ll soon be a married man. The last thing you need is to spend ANY portion of your honeymoon behind bars.
Aurora: He’s right, Puddin’. As much as it pains me to say this, it’s best to let the cops do their job on this one.
Damon: Spoilsport.
Aurora: Sorry, but there isn’t any money in the wedding budget set aside for bail.
Voice: Just leave the legal aspect of things to me. You two have enough on your plates as it is. You’ve got the Tag Team Championships to consider, among other things.
Aurora: Right. For now, that takes priority.
Voice: Right then. We’ll be in touch once we get any leads on the arsonist’s whereabouts. I’ll leave you two to your business. Good bye.
Aurora: Thank you, Mr. Saybrooke.
Damon: Bye.
((Damon ends the call, tossing his phone into his gear bag as he grabs the championship belts, handing one of them to Aurora.))
Damon: Good thing we had a light dinner. We saved plenty of room for dessert.
Aurora: Alright. What do you say we get out there and eat some ice cream?
((They sling their titles over their shoulders, then head out of the room as the scene cuts back to ringside.))
Match Eight: Non-Title Tag Team Match (Matt)
Any Given Sundae versus Rebel Ink
KV: We’ve got a nice tag team showcase match up next here.
SG: How are we providing some outsider tag team such a prime spot on our show against our Tag Team Champions?
KV: Robb Hardy has invited Any Given Sundae, a well-known and respected tag team, here tonight to take on our new champions, Rebel Ink.
SG: I hope we see Graves and Knight wipe the floor with these two idiots.
KV: AGS are surely different, but in that ring, they are a quality tag team. This could be a great showcase for both of these teams.
Jennifer Taylor: This is a Non-Title tag team match scheduled for one fall. At a combined weight of 434 pounds… from Las Vegas, Nevada by way of Candyland… SWEET TREAT and THE CONE… ANY… GIVEN… SUNDAE!!!
((The classic ice cream truck song begins to play over the PA system and joy breaks out when the team of Any Given Sundae come out. Both men are proudly wearing their Inferno Wrestling Tag Team Titles around their waists. Sweet Treat goes to each side of the stage and throws sprinkles over the crowd from his pocket while The Cone excitedly waves his hands to everyone. Before they head down to the ring they share a jumping high five with each other and then slap the hands of the fans all the way down to the ring. Sweet Treat grabs a handful of popcorn from one of the fans at ringside, but since he doesn’t have a hole in his mask the popcorn just falls to the ground when he tries to eat it. He slides in to the ring to join The Cone. Each man climbs up one of the corners and greets the fans while showing off their titles, with The Cone still waving to everyone while Sweet Treat throws out more sprinkles. They come back to the center of the ring and do a little jig past each other before heading to the other corners of the ring and repeating the process. They finally go to their corner where they go through their normal routine of performing the referee’s duties and patting each other down. They both give each other the all clear with thumbs up and then turn and wait for their opponents to come down to the ring.))
KV: These guys look happy to be here tonight.
SG: Enough of this goofy stuff. Let’s get to the actual wrestling and see what these two are really about.
KV: If you haven’t seen this duo in Inferno Wrestling before, you have been missing out.
SG: I want to see a real team out here.
KV: Here come the new #FSociety Tag Team Champions.
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 348 pounds… Hailing from Long Beach, California... the #FSOCIETY TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… here are AURORA KNIGHT and DAMON GRAVES… REBELLL INKKK!!!
((“Refuse/Resist” by Sepultura blares over the sound system as red lights pulse around the stage in time to the music. Aurora Knight and Damon Graves step through the curtain and stand at the center of the stage holding onto their #FSociety Tag Team Titles. Aurora takes a position in front of Damon. Aurora slowly raises her arms, with her hands in a ‘Rock On’ gesture, while Damon brings his arms around Aurora’s shoulders, bringing his fists together in front of her. As the crowd cheers, red pyro explodes behind them as they walk down the ramp toward the ring. Once they reach the ring, Damon walks up the ring steps while Aurora takes a couple steps back, then at full sprint, slides under the bottom rope. They mount opposite turnbuckles, playing to the crowd until there music fades out.))
KV: Rebel Ink beat Riddick and Ricky Holt and then Renee Pleasant and Amber Richards to become the first ever #FSociety Tag Team Champions.
SG: Those were some good wins. Explain to me this match, then.
KV: Robb Hardy brought in a top team from outside the #FSociety walls to give them a challenge tonight.
SG: Are you trying to say they cleared the division already?
KV: Not at all. But this is a big matchup and the fans are clearly interested in both teams here in this one.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The Cone and Aurora Knight start things off and circle around the ring before locking up. It’s a battle back and forth to get the advantage. Knight backs The Cone into the ropes and then sends him across the ring with an Irish whip. The Cone comes back at her and leapfrogs over her as she leans forward. He then hits the ropes again and takes Aurora down with a flying crossbody block. The Cone gets up and pumps his fist into the air, letting out a yell. He gives his partner a big high five and Sweet Treat comes into the match. Aurora gets up in her corner and Damon Graves looks eager to get himself in the match as well.))
KV: A little scream from the ice cream.
SG: Don’t ever say that again.
KV: Here comes the powerhouse of Any Given Sundae up against Damon Graves.
((Sweet Treat offers his hand up for a test of strength but Graves just kicks him in the stomach. He then lands an elbow down to the back of Treat’s head that drops him down to his hands and knees. He backs off the ropes and comes forward with a baseball slide dropkick to the side of the head. Graves gets up and tags Aurora back in. Sweet Treat tries to crawl to his corner but she stops him, hooks him by the side, and then drops Treat back with a side Russian leg sweep. She pulls him back over towards the Rebel Ink corner, gives him a stomp to the chest, and then tags Damon back in.))
KV: We are seeing a lot of quick tags early on here.
SG: It’s smart on Rebel Ink’s part. You have to wonder how much ring rust the ice creams have.
KV: These are our Tag Team Champions for a reason and they are showing it in these very early moments of this match.
((Damon drops down onto Sweet Treat with an elbow drop and then transitions into a rear chinlock. Sweet Treat works his way up to his feet and then slams Graves back into one of the free corners. He throws a back elbow to the side of Damon’s head and then takes a few steps forward. Sweet Treat turns back towards his opponent, and charges in, hitting him with a running splash into the corner. Sweet Treat pulls Damon out of the corner and powerslams him down before tagging The Cone back in. The Cone hops over the top rope and back into the ring, coming down across Graves’ throat with a lightning quick leg drop. The Cone jumps up into the air and comes down with an elbow drop. He hooks Graves around the head and pulls him up to his feet. Graves pushes The Cone off and sends him into the ropes. The Cone charges back at Graves and knocks him down with a flying forearm shot. He runs at the ropes and springboards off the middle rope, dropping down onto Graves with a second rope moonsault. He stays on top of Graves and goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
((Graves easily kicks out at two.))
KV: The Cone is showing off his speed.
SG: Stop giving these guys compliments. They don’t work here.
((The Cone hooks Graves around the head. He looks for a tornado DDT off the corner but Graves throws him off. Graves knocks The Cone back into the ropes with a running European uppercut. The Cone comes back with a bicycle kick attempt but Damon sidesteps it. Graves pulls him back around, kicks him in the gut, and then drops him with an arm trap DDT. Graves gets up and brings Knight back in. She gets behind The Cone and drops him with a rolling neck snap. The Cone remains in a seated position and she hits him from the front this time with a Shining Wizard. She stays on top of The Cone and goes for a pin.))
1…
2…
KV: The Cone with a shoulder up. AGS survive.
SG: Rebel Ink are bringing it tonight.
((Aurora pulls The Cone up and holds him in a clinch position, drilling him with repeated knees to the upper body. The Cone reaches up and drops her down into a jawbreaker. He then does a handstand and locks his legs around her head before flipping her over with a head scissors takedown. The Cone dives forward and gets Sweet Treat back in. Treat charges in and levels Aurora with a clothesline. He starts to pull Aurora up and gets rocked back with an uppercut punch to the jaw. Sweet Treat fires back with a forearm shot and she throws an elbow strike back. Aurora and Sweet Treat continue to stand in the middle of the ring trading shots back and forth, with Treat connecting with a right hand and then Aurora hitting him with a headbutt to the mask. Treat charges forward with a running palm strike and she sends him right back with a roaring elbow.))
KV: They are hitting each other with everything they have.
SG: And Aurora is winning the battle.
((Sweet Treat points at her and yells to her if ‘she wants to get hardcore?’ Aurora shakes her head and starts drilling him with repeated right hands until he falls out of the ring. Sweet Treat goes underneath the ring apron and pulls out a bag. He holds it up and The Cone shakes his head, telling him ‘it’s too dangerous’.))
SG: What is this idiot doing?
((Sweet Treat rolls into the ring and Aurora backs off, watching what he’s doing closely. The crowd gasps as Sweet Treat pours out thousands of sprinkles along the edge of the ring.))
KV: You’ve seen what thumbtacks can do. Now see what sprinkles are like!
SG: This is dumb.
KV: The crowd is eating this up. Literally eating this up.
SG: Please, Aurora. Just kill this guy.
((Aurora charges back at Sweet Treat and starts punching him again. He lifts her up and powerslams her down onto the sprinkles. She doesn’t react much but Sweet Treat lets out a scream and starts apologizing while running around the ring.))
KV: They didn’t have any effect.
SG: Of course not.
KV: Sweet Treat feels bad about that. He knows it was wrong. He wants to help her up.
((Sweet Treat starts to pull Aurora up from the sprinkles. She then scoops him up and powerslams him down onto the sprinkles. Sweet Treat explodes off the mat in pain, yelling out and holding his back in extreme amounts of pain. He dives to his corner, tags in The Cone, and falls to the ground, writhing in pain. The Cone, holding a broom all of a sudden, comes into the ring and starts trying to clean the ring alongside the help of the referee. Damon Graves tags in, but Aurora takes the opportunity to dive over The Cone and the referee to hit a dive onto Sweet Treat on the outside.))
KV: Oh my!
SG: That was cool.
KV: Aurora just took out Sweet Treat and nobody saw it because they were too busy cleaning the ring.
SG: He’s still got that broom in the ring. The referee needs to get that out of there.
((Graves pulls The Cone around by the broom and then uses it to help hit an inverted DDT. He throws the broom out of the ring as the referee turns around and sees Graves going for a cover.))
KV: Graves takes advantage of the situation.
1…
2…
KV: Thr… no! The Cone kicks out.
SG: Really?
KV: Yes. Any Given Sundae, even after all of that, are going to be hard to take down.
((Aurora gets back up on the apron and gets tagged in. Graves lifts The Cone up for a powerbomb and Aurora assists with a neckbreaker. Aurora goes for a cover.))
1…
2…
((Sweet Treat sneaks past Graves and dives onto Knight to break up the pin at the last second.))
KV: A big save from Sweet Treat to keep his team alive.
SG: I thought that was it.
((Sweet Treat tries to fight off both Graves and Knight but eventually gets knocked back and send out of the ring with stereo superkicks. The Cone then splits between the two, bounces off the ropes with a front handspring, and takes them both down with cutters at the same time.))
KV: An Ice Cream Headache to both members of Rebel Ink!
((Sweet Treat gets back into position in his corner and The Cone gets over to tag him back in. Aurora is up first. Sweet Treat throws a handful of sprinkles in the air above her head, stomps on her foot, and then drops her with a Stunner. Graves comes at Treat next and gets the same treatment, dropping to the mat with another Stunner and rolling out of the ring. Sweet Treat pulls Aurora in for a powerbomb and tosses her into the corner with a buckle bomb. He then heads over to the corner and tags The Cone in. Sweet Treat charges back in at Aurora with a big boot into the corner at the same time as The Cone comes down the apron and kicks him in the back of the head with an enzuigiri. Aurora drops down to the mat on her back and The Cone climbs up to the top rope. The Cone leaps off the top for a double stomp, but Damon Graves pulls Aurora out of the ring just in time.))
KV: A pair of Sprinkle Specials, a Bubble Gum Bomb, and Mint Chocolate Clip but Rebel Ink are still alive.
SG: These ice creams are throwing everything they have at our champions but it's not enough.
KV: I don’t think Any Given Sundae are done yet!
((The Cone hits the ropes and Sweet Treat throws him over the top rope with a back body drop. Graves pushes Aurora out of the way and takes the hit from The Cone’s big splash. Aurora comes up from behind The Cone and hits him in the back with a jumping knee that sends him face first into the stairs. She gets back up on the apron and Sweet Treat comes in for a big boot. She blocks it and Treat gets caught up on the top rope. Aurora climbs up to the top turnbuckle and then jumps off, catching Sweet Treat in the back of the head with a top rope scissors kick. He falls down off the top rope and back into the ring. Aurora goes for the cover.))
KV: Aurora hits the Nighty-Knight!
SG: She got him.
1…
2…
KV: Thr… kickout! Sweet Treat barely escapes!
SG: I don’t know where that came from.
KV: Damon Graves is getting back in there.
((Graves lifts Sweet Treat up onto his shoulders and Aurora climbs up to the top rope. She hooks him around the head and drops him down with a DDT from the top.))
KV: The Job Stopper!
SG: That’s what they won the title with.
KV: Aurora is going for the cover.
((Damon knocks The Cone down off the apron when he tries to get back in the ring as Aurora covers Sweet Treat again.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here are your winners…. REBEL INK!!!!
((The referee comes in and hands over the #FSociety Tag Team Titles to Aurora Knight and Damon Graves. The Cone rolls back in to check on his partner.))
KV: A huge win for the champs.
SG: That’s the way to represent the company.
KV: We’ve seen the announcement of a few new teams tonight and this roster is as strong as ever. AGS was a test, but the tests don’t end tonight.
SG: They got the win. Now let’s see who steps up next.
((Rebel Ink celebrate with their titles and then come face to face with Any Given Sundae. The two teams end up shaking hands. AGS roll out of the ring, leaving the ring to the champions to continue their celebration as “Refuse/Resist” continues to play over the PA system.))
((The scene cuts backstage to the office of General Manager Robb Hardy. He is sitting behind his desk and has a smile on his face.))
Robb Hardy: I’m proud of what we’ve seen take place already. Congratulations to Seth Lawless on his championship win, and to our High-Roller Champion and Tag Team Champions for their impressive victories.
((Robb takes a second and then continues on.))
Robb Hardy: I’m looking forward to tonight’s main event but it’s also my job to look ahead and start planning to the future. And an exciting future it is. #FSociety Wrestling will be heading out of Vegas and expanding our borders. You’ve seen some of the new talent we have already added and more are set to come. Finally, starting in two weeks at Anarchy, we are going to find our next three championship contenders after a Lethal Lottery Trios Tournament. I’m picking twelve of the best talents in #FSociety and randomly putting them in teams of three. The winners of that tournament will all put themselves in a position for a championship match to be determined.
((He proudly shakes his head with a smile across his face.))
Robb Hardy: We will be announcing the four teams competing soon enough on our Twitter account. One person that will not being competing in this tournament, however, will be the suspended Pretty Boy Floyd. His return is still being discussed…
((All of a sudden the video starts to get hit with static and Robb’s picture disappears off the screen.))
((The static continues and a black and white video begins to come into focus. On the screen is a man wearing a black hoodie and a clown mask, shown from the neck up. As he begins to speak, his voice is modulated and unrecognizable.))
Clown: Did you really believe us when we said that this was just about running Pretty Boy Floyd out of town? It doesn’t bother me if you did believe me. Maybe you should. Or maybe you shouldn’t. You will learn over time what to believe and what to discard. So here’s the message for tonight. This is bigger than Floyd. It always has been. This is so much bigger than you or anyone else could imagine. Floyd is a piece of the puzzle. Not necessarily an example, but more like a catalyst. People might think we failed when Floyd set up his supposed little trap for us two weeks ago. He propped up a mannequin and made himself a nice little video, so congratulations to him. He avoided getting a pipe to the back of the head and he probably sees that as a victory. We claim victory as well. What happened as a result worked much better to our end game. Watching Floyd kick Robb Hardy in the face was brilliant. Brilliant.
((There’s a slight distorted laugh from the man in the mask.))
Clown: There’s no point in suspending Pretty Boy Floyd. That won’t end this. It only plays to our hand. He only did what we positioned him to do. We picked Floyd for a reason. And we were correct in our choice. This is controlled chaos. Everything that happens… every single step along the way… is a coordinated effort on our part to a much larger game. You won’t understand it all now. You can’t. We know that none of you have the ability to truly and wholeheartedly understand the importance and the depth of this message. But to every wrestler on this roster and every wrestler that has been and is to be… this message and this movement is done for you. It is done for you. And in some cases, it must be done to you. Pretty Boy Floyd is the first casualty of the cause. Some day, when the history gets rewritten, he will be remembered for his sacrifice. You should hope that your name isn’t next on that list of people that will be required for The Chaos to truly reign.
((The video goes to static again as the eyes behind the clown mask continue to stare coldly at the camera.))
Main Event: #FSociety Championship
Adrien Cochrane versus Tyson Gregory (Champion)
KV: We have finally arrived at the time and place for the main event.
SG: This one has been building up since the very first show here in #FSociety.
KV: Tyson Gregory won the #FSociety Championship over Adrien Cochrane after both had performed so well in their first respective matches that night.
SG: In the end, Tyson Gregory was the man of the night and our champion.
KV: But Robb Hardy felt that Adrien deserved a one on one match that both men could prepare for. So this is it.
SG: Yeah, no excuses after this one.
KV: Tyson Gregory took his chances early on to try and continue to make himself look better than Adrien Cochrane but things came to a head two weeks ago.
SG: That savage, Adrien Cochrane, insulted and attacked Tyson Gregory.
KV: It did get heated, and after Tyson started a physical fight, it was Cochrane who connected with The Adrien Cutter.
SG: I think Tyson hit that move so much better a couple of weeks ago when he hit it on Adrien himself.
KV: This is where both men have their chance to show who the better man is, and more importantly, who the champion will be.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is for the #FSociety Championship! Coming to the ring first… The Number One Contender… weighing in at 190 pounds from New Orleans, Louisiana… “The Dropkick King”… ADRIENNNN COCHRANNNNNNEEEEE!!!
((The lights cut off. The fans sit in silence. The opening guitar for "Last One Standing" by Simple Plan starts echoing throughout the arena and once the rest of the band kicks in, a set of two flames on opposite ends of the stage flare as the Dropkick King appears on the ramp. The arena explodes with cheers from the fan favorite wrestler.))
~~How many times are you gonna try to shut me out?
I told you once, told you twice, I ain't gonna turn back around
You can say whatever, try to mess with me I don't care, I'm not scared
You don't have to say your sorry, save your sympathy
With a friend like you, I don't need an enemy
I would give you time if you were worth it
But guess what, you're not worth it~~
((Adrien Cochrane starts running down the ramp, slapping hands from the fans on his way down. He hops on the apron, hops over the ropes, climbs a corner as he holds his arms up in the air.))
~~Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, I'm always gonna be the last one standing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, 'cause I'm never gonna give up trying
And now I'm ready to go, I'm here, I'm waiting for you
And I'm gonna be the last one standing
The last one standing~~
((He drops down and waits for the champion to make his way down to the ring.))
KV: Looking at this guy right now… I have to wonder if we might be looking at a new champion tonight.
SG: I don’t know what you are talking about.
KV: Adrien Cochrane looks focused. He is prepared for this match and after the last show, he might be in Tyson Gregory’s head just a little bit.
SG: I don’t agree with you whatsoever. I don’t see a confident guy in there. I see a guy scared to death about how badly he’s about to get embarrassed.
KV: I’ll disagree with you, as well. Adrien Cochrane is going to make you eat those words in a few minutes.
Jennifer Taylor: And her opponent… weighing in at 221 pounds… He is the pride of London, England and he is your REIGNING and DEFENDING #FSOCIETY CHAMPIONNNNN… TYSONNNNNN GREGORYYYY!!!!
((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 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 head lowered and covered in a black hooded, sleeveless zip up hoodie and the #FSociety Championship strapped to his waist. Tyson flips his head up and the hood drops off his head as he makes his way down the ramp completely ignoring the fans. Once at the ring he pulls himself up on the apron where he leaps over the top rope and into the ring. He paces for a moment before settling in his corner where he takes off the hoodie and waits for the match to begin.))
SG: There is the man!
KV: Tyson Gregory won this championship at our first show against his opponent tonight, Adrien Cochrane, and the wins have kept coming.
SG: The man is a winner and a champion. It’s a great honor to have him here in #FSociety.
KV: The first time they met, they had both wrestled previously that night, with Adrien having had no break in between matches.
SG: He’s got no excuses tonight.
KV: So while they have fought, this is completely different. This… will be good.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The champion and challenger slowly circle around the ring, building up the anticipation of the match. Finally, they come together in a class collar and elbow tie up.))
KV: And we are underway.
SG: Let’s do this.
((Tyson Gregory backs Adrien into the ropes. Adrien switches their positioning and lands a few lightning quick body punches before backing away. Tyson shoots forward and lands a double leg takedown, moving right into a mounted position. He starts throwing some big downward elbows. Cochrane shoots his legs up and tries for a triangle choke. Tyson lifts Cochrane up and then slams him down into the mat. They both let go of their holds on each other and get to their feet. Adrien throws a dropkick that sends Gregory back into the corner. Adrien falls back into the opposite corner. Both men take a moment getting up and glare across the ring at each other.))
KV: That went from zero to one hundred very quickly.
SG: Tyson slammed him hard into the mat.
KV: But The Dropkick King fired back with his first dropkick of the night.
((They come back towards each other and Tyson turns Adrien into a standing side headlock. Cochrane pushes him off and sends him into the ropes. Tyson comes back at him and gets hit with another dropkick. He stays on his feet but rebounds off the ropes, coming back with a big clothesline that spins Cochrane in the air and to the mat. Gregory helps guide Cochrane right back up and tosses him back into the corner. He follows him in and keeps him backed up, throwing some short elbow shots and then going lower with a shoulder thrust to the midsection. Tyson knocks Adrien down into a seated position in the corner with a series of punches. He then hits the opposite set of ropes and comes back in with a running knee to the side of the face.))
SG: Tyson Gregory took another of Adrien’s best shots and was having none of it.
KV: But he’s taking a moment to celebrate right now.
((Tyson backs away and turns to taunt the fans, putting his hands in the air. He turns back to his opponent, only for Adrien to pull himself up out of the corner. Adrien starts drilling Tyson with a series of right hands that back him into the ropes. Adrien then sends Tyson over the top rope and to the apron with a clothesline. Gregory gets up to his feet on the apron, only to be knocked down to the floor by a springboard dropkick. Cochrane heads out to the apron himself, and when Tyson gets up, Adrien springboards off the middle rope and dives back with a moonsault. Both men land hard on the floor and the crowd goes wild.))
KV: What a move!
SG: Adrien Cochrane sacrificed his body there.
KV: In this type of match, that is what you have to do.
SG: But Adrien needs to get this back into the ring.))
((With both men taking their time to get up, the referee starts to count them both out.))
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
((Adrien is up first and helps to guide Tyson Gregory up as well. Tyson stops Adrien from rolling him in and slams Adrien face first into the mat instead.))
FIVE
SIX
((Tyson gets back in the ring first. When Adrien rolls in after him, Tyson slams down on his back with a double axehandle smash. Tyson pulls him away from the ropes and gets him into an STF. Adrien tries to work his way out of the hold but Gregory controls the positioning and keeps him away from the ropes. After a little more maneuvering, Tyson switches the hold into the Rings of Saturn. With his legs both free, while struggling in the hold, Adrien has more ability to shift his body and gets to the ropes with his foot. The referee sees this and has Tyson break the hold.))
KV: Some solid ground work there. That’s going to pay off in the long run.
SG: The man knows his stuff.
KV: Adrien did a good job working his way out of that. Any longer and that could have been it.
((Adrien starts to stand up using the ropes. Tyson hammers away at his back and keeps him down with a combination of forearm slams and downward elbows to Adrien’s spine. He hooks him from behind, pulls away from the ropes, and then drops Adrien with a backdrop into a double knee backbreaker. Adrien bounces off of the knees of Gregory, and Tyson quickly pounces on top of him for the cover.))
SG: That was legit.
KV: That is not how you want to land.
SG: I think he broke the man’s back.
1…
2…
((Adrien gets his shoulder up at two. Tyson quickly sits Adrien up and puts him into a chinlock and presses his knee into the middle of his back. Adrien once again is left in the middle of the ring struggling and in clear pain.))
KV: This isn’t the type of submission that is going to win a match, but it’s going to help.
SG: Look at the strain on his face. I love this.
KV: And Tyson Gregory has to be loving this as well.
((The fans rally and it motivates Adrien Cochrane to start turning out and up from the hold. Adrien gets up to his feet but is still being held from behind. Tyson switches to a side headlock and then slams Adrien back to the mat with a headlock takedown. He maintains a strong grip around Adrien’s head. Cochrane once again pushes himself back up to his feet while still being controlled. He pushes Tyson off of him and into the ropes. Gregory comes back at Adrien and gets knocked down with a dropkick.))
KV: When Adrien Cochrane is in need of a momentum shift he looks for that dropkick.
SG: Is it really that good of a dropkick?
KV: Looks like they are working to me.
((Tyson gets up and walks into a second consecutive dropkick. Tyson stumbles up and turns around into a third dropkick that keeps him down on the mat this time.))
KV: Back to back to back dropkicks from The Dropkick King.
SG: Come on, Tyson. You’ve gotta get up from that.
((Adrien helps guide Tyson up and twists his arm around before turning it into a hammerlock. Tyson elbows back to try and escape the hold but Adrien shoots under it and drives him back into the corner by the midsection. Adrien keeps Tyson in the corner with a series of chops before backing away to the middle of the ring. He then charges forward and hits a springboard kick off the middle rope to Tyson’s chest. Adrien grabs Tyson under the arm as he stumbles out of the corner and Adrien hoists him over with a high arm drag toss. Gregory is wobbly as he gets up again. Cochrane hits the corner, springboards off the middle ropes, and bounces back with a flying back elbow that knocks Gregory back down to the mat. Adrien goes for the cover and hooks a leg.))
KV: A flurry of offense from Adrien Cochrane and it leads to this.
1…
2…
SG: Tyson kicks out!
KV: Neither of these men want to give up. This match is too big.
SG: Tyson has so much heart. I don’t know that Adrien Cochrane has the intensity to do what it would take, if it is even possible.
KV: Adrien isn’t done yet. Don’t speak too soon.
((Adrien starts to pull Tyson up off the mat after the cover and looks for a suplex. Tyson hooks him around the midsection and backs Adrien into the ropes. He then pushes Adrien off of him and sends him across the ring. Adrien hits the ropes and comes back with a low dropkick to Tyson’s leg. Tyson spins in the air and hits the mat, holding onto his knee. Adrien grabs the leg, lifts it up, and slams Tyson’s knee down into the mat. He then turns Tyson over, ties him up, and drops down into a Figure Four leglock.))
KV: A Figure Four. This is going to do some damage.
SG: Fight it, Tyson.
KV: He’s trying for the ropes, but this won’t be easy.
((Tyson struggles in the hold and reaches back for the ropes, but isn’t close enough. His shoulders drop to the mat and the referee counts them down.))
1…
((Tyson quickly gets his shoulders back up and reaches out again. He continues to fight as Adrien still has the hold locked in. Tyson stretches out and manages to grab the bottom rope. The referee breaks them up and Tyson rolls out to the apron. Tyson gets to his feet and Adrien springboards off the middle rope, looking for a dropkick again. This time around, Tyson has it scouted and throws Adrien down by the legs.))
KV: We saw that springboard dropkick to the apron earlier and it did damage.
SG: Not this time!
KV: Tyson Gregory is looking to take advantage here.
((Tyson drops down to the floor and grabs Adrien’s legs. He drags him by the legs out of the ring and slams him down onto the floor. Adrien lands hard on his back and is clearly in pain. The referee starts a count.))
ONE
TWO
((Tyson hops up onto the apron. He rushes back at Adrien and looks for a shooting star press off the apron. Adrien moves just in time and Tyson slams hard down onto the floor as well.))
THREE
FOUR
KV: He went for The Falling Star but missed.
SG: That didn’t look good at all.
KV: That could have ended Adrien Cochrane but he narrowly escaped. Both men are down and the count continues.
FIVE
SIX
((Both men take their time getting back up to their knees. They start striking each other from this position and get back to their feet.))
SEVEN
EIGHT
KV: They need to get this back into the ring.
NINE
((They continue to strike but at the nine count both men dive into the ring at the same time. Tyson charges across the ring, hits the ropes, and comes back with a flying back leg lariat that takes them both down. Gregory hammers away at Adrien’s back and then throws him over with a snap suplex. Adrien gets up to his knees and Tyson throws a superkick in his direction. Adrien catches him by the foot, trips him, and locks in an ankle lock. Tyson struggles in the hold but gets himself up and clips Adrien in the back of the head with an enzuigiri kick. They both get back up and Tyson is able to connect with a leaping neckbreaker. He then backs himself into the corner, runs towards Adrien, and hits him with a standing shooting star press. He stays on top of Cochrane and goes for the pin.))
KV: He hit that shooting star finally.
1…
2…
KV: Thr… No!
SG: I thought that might have done it.
KV: It looks like Tyson Gregory wants to end this. He’s signaling for The End of Your Sorrow.
((Tyson pulls Adrien up and tries to set him up for a single underhook DDT. Adrien counters and almost has Tyson in position for a cutter. Tyson pushes him off and into the ropes. Adrien comes back at Tyson and gets spiked hard into the mat with a spinebuster. Tyson stays on top and goes for the cover again.))
1…
2…
SG: Three… what? No! Really?
KV: Adrien Cochrane with the kickout again!
SG: Tyson just leveled him again.
KV: We saw an End of Your Sorrow countered almost into an Adrien Cutter into that spinebuster on the bad back. How close.
SG: Tyson had him. I was sure of it.
KV: What is it going to take? These men have had each other extremely well scouted.
((Tyson waits behind Adrien for him to start getting to his feet. He grabs him from behind and locks him into a chickenwing older the shoulder crossface. He drops back and has the hold locked tight in the middle of the ring.))
KV: He’s got him with The Stockade!
SG: It’s tight.
KV: What is Adrien going to do?
SG: Tap. That’s what he’s going to do.
((Adrien can’t get to the ropes and is trapped in the middle of the ring. He finally finds a way to bridge his body up and gets his feet near the ropes. He kicks off the ropes and flips over, ending up in a pinning position with Tyson’s shoulders tight against the mat.))
KV: What a counter!
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KV: No! Tyson escapes!
SG: Too close.
KV: What a way to get out of that danger. I thought that was it.
SG: So did I. So did Tyson. So did…
KV: Not Adrien Cochrane and that’s all that matters.
((Both men scramble to their feet. Tyson looks for a clothesline but Adrien ducks under it. Adrien then drops him with a superkick.))
LV: Lightning Strike!
((Tyson falls back to the mat and Adrien drops down forward after the desperation kick. Gregory pulls himself up in the corner and Adrien charges in from across the ring and connects with a flying splash. Adrien lifts Tyson up into a seated position on the top rope and heads up after him. He starts looking for a superplex, but Tyson fights back with some short elbows and then a headbutt that staggers Cochrane. Tyson takes control, lifts Adrien up, and then drops him with a front suplex back in the ring. Adrien rolls over onto his back while Tyson gets up to his feet on the top rope. He leaps off, connecting with a double stomp. The momentum carries Tyson forward but when he gets back up he turns and dives right back onto Cochrane.))
KV: Another pin!
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KV: Thr… Not again! Not yet. Adrien Cochrane won’t die.
SG: The guy is a cockroach.
KV: You can see the shock and anger on Tyson Gregory’s face. He has hit almost everything in the arsenal.
SG: But not the End of Your Sorrow.
((Tyson grabs Adrien by the legs and starts to turn him over into a Lion Tamer.))
KV: He’s not looking for a DDT to finish this. He’s going to use what won him the title the first time.
SG: I love it.
KV: Adrien Cochrane passed out from a Lion Tamer the first time these two met.
((Tyson turns Adrien over and has the hold locked in.))
SG: He’s going to pass out again.
KV: Adrien is fighting it. He doesn’t want to go down this way a second time.
((Adrien throws all his weight over and kicks Tyson off, sending him face first into the middle turnbuckle. Adrien stands behind Tyson and tries to pull him out of the corner. Tyson has a death grip on the turnbuckle and then throws a back elbow. Tyson pops up and pulls Adrien down with an Adrien Cutter.))
SG: Ha! Tyson hit it. He hit Adrien’s move. That’s it.
((Tyson starts to pull Adrien up, but Adrien pops up and hits an Adrien Cutter of his own.))
KV: Not so fast!
SG: Where did that come from?
KV: As they say… Out of nowhere!
SG: But they are both down.
((Adrien is up to his feet first and heads to the apron.))
KV: I know what he’s doing.
SG: This can’t be good.
KV: He wants to hit The Crescent City Connection. This was what cost him the last time.
SG: I can’t watch this.
((Tyson starts to get up to his feet in the middle of the ring. He turns around as Cochrane springboards off the top rope and flies at Tyson with double knees that connect. Adrien jumps back on top of Tyson and hooks both legs.))
KV: The Crescent City Connection! He hit it this time. Last time he missed it and it cost him the #FSociety Championship.
SG: He somehow landed it this time.
KV: This could be it!
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DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… and NEW #FSOCIETY CHAMPION… ADRIENNNN COCHRANNNNNEEEEE!!!
((The crowd erupts as the referee grabs the title and hands it off to Adrien Cochrane. Sitting on his knees, he proudly looks at the title while his music begins to play. The camera cuts quickly to Tyson Gregory with a look of disbelief across his face on the outside.))
KV: A great showing from both men.
SG: What a battle.
KV: They both had each other scouted so well. We have a new champion!
SG: I’m just shocked by this one. I really thought Tyson had it.
KV: Go back and watch the first time these two met. Adrien Cochrane learned from that one. He learned from it and he’s the champ.
SG: Just… wow. Really. Wow.
KV: This entire show has been wow and what a way to end it! Thank you for watching Turmoil and make sure to tune into Anarchy in two weeks to see how all of this plays out! This is Khristina Valentine with Samuel Griffin signing off! See you in California!
((The camera has a view of Andrien Cochrane standing on top of a turnbuckle with the #FSociety Championship raised in the air as confetti begins to rain down on him. With the camera staying in this view, the feed eventually goes black.))
