Post by Robb on Feb 24, 2017 4:45:41 GMT
((“Insurrection” by Trivium begins to blare over the PA system as fireworks shoot off at the entrance way of the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California. The fans are cheering wildly and as “Insurrection” continues to be played, a video package is shown throughout the arena. Shots of I-10 Connection destroying Jason Michael Douglas and Ronnie Harris are shown before the video cuts to Diem Masters picking up a victory over Chris Cane with a superkick. Anastasia Hayden nails Dexter Anthony with a sliding Forearm Smash before pinning him for the win. Dean Judas nails The Lobotomy on Amber Richards and continues his roll with a victory over her and the feed switches to Rebel Ink picking up a huge victory over Zooey West-Jaa and Hutch Lanahan by pinning Zooey. The feed switches to El Hijo and Dean Judas arguing back and forth with El Hijo slightly getting under Judas’ skin. It then cuts to Tyson nailing The End of Your Sorrows on El Hijo and picking up the victory. The video switches to Adrien nailing The Adrien Cutter on Starlight but before he can get the pin, Alex Jones rushes him and nails him with a Pedigree. Next up, Dirk Bentley and Chris Cane are shown trading blows backstage before having to be pulled away from each other by backstage officials. Allyson Morrow is shown having her way with Jan van der Roost until he finally utters the words, ‘I Respect You’ and Allyson wins the bloody match. The video shows Corey Bull and Seth fighting in a Three Stages of Hell Match. Corey puts Seth through a table and Seth picks up a much needed pin on Corey. The match then ends with Seth climbing up the ladder and retrieving his Anarchy Championship. The video switches to Alex Jones nailing a pedigree on Floyd before pinning him for the win. Alex Jones and the Clowns begin to beat down Floyd in the ring until Adrien comes down and drills clown with his #FSociety Championship. The other Clown begins to attack Adrien when Tyson gets in the ring and nails a back drop double knee backbreaker to the Clown that sends him flying out the ring. Tyson and Adrien are both eye to eye when the other Clown gets up and Adrien goes to nail him with an Adrien Cutter but the other Clown pulls out the Clown from the ring. Alex gets back into the ring and spins Adrien around but Adrien nails Alex with the Adrien Cutter. Adrien gets up and turns around and Tyson anils him with a superkick. Adrien falls to the ground and Tyson grabs the #FSociety Championship and stares at it before laying it down on Adrien and then walking off and the video package ends with that. The camera pans over to Khristina Valentine and Samuel Griffin, #FSociety’s announce team.))
KV: Ladies and gentleman, welcome to #FSociety’s second ever supershow, Insurrection! We are here in Los Angeles, California in the home of the Los Angeles Lakers and Clippers, the Staples Center! We have a sold out crowd of 21,000 on hand with us here tonight and we’re gearing up to have the greatest event in #FSociety’s history to date!
SG: That was a mouthful there, Khristina, which I’m sure you’re used to. But I agree that this is the biggest event in our history! It’s time for Tyson to retrieve his #FSociety Championship!
KV: He will have his hands full against Alex Jones and our champion, Adrien Cochrane! We have some other great matches on hand as well. Rebel Ink defends their Tag Championships against Locke & Keyes!
SG: Allyson Morrow is also looking to take the Anarchy Championship from Seth Lawless, which is going to be hard to do.
KV: Zooey is also looking to get revenge on Hutch and take his High Roller Championship.
SG: There is no love lost there!
KV: We also have Dirk Bentley returning to fight Chris Cane in a...Losing cowboy leaves town match?
SG: That’s one way to put it.
KV: We can’t forget about the Clown versus Pretty Boy Floyd in a Cage Match.
SG: Those clowns are pesky! I wonder if Floyd will finally be able to put a stop to these guys.
KV: Only time will tell.
SG: Can’t forget about Dean Judas shutting up Juan Ass!
KV: That is a match of polar opposites.
SG: Speaking of that, it’ll be interesting to see how Amber Richards and Anastasia Hayden fair as a team.
KV: True! Now let’s get this show started!
(("My Demons" by Starset hits the air and the crowd explodes as a mask wearing Corey Bull steps out onto the stage.))
KV: This crowd just about blew this place up.
SG: We watched Bull get retired at the last show. While I love the guy, what’s he want? He’s done!
KV: Even you gotta give some leeway to a man who had a career like this man did.
SG: True. In all my days, I haven't seen another man his size like him.
((Bull walks to the ring, the silver death mask on his face. He climbs into the ring and gets handed a microphone. Bull's music dies away and chants of "Please Don't Go" fill the arena. Bull lifts the mask off his face and holds it in his hand as he waits for the crowd to die down.
Corey Bull: You know, we have been on this journey a long long time. It started in Fukuoka, Japan all those years ago in the King of the Barbed Wire Challenge. 1999. We fought in a cage with twenty other guys that was made of a massive amount of steel and barbed wire. There was so much violence, we were in heaven. And it just sort of became our thing. It was something we were built for.
(("He's hardcore" chants chime in the arena.))
Corey Bull: But over the years, it became about more then just beating up people. It became about the people watching. You, the fans. You come out in all sorts of weather, some of you doing this only once in your lives. Over the years we started to see the drive of you. We started to see what it took to be...normal. Now don't get us wrong, we are nowhere near normal. But we understand what drives you...because it drove us to come out here and do what we have done.
((A thank you chant starts, but Bull raises his hand to stop it before it gets too far.))
Corey Bull: No, don't thank us. We want to thank you. Because it was you fans tha believed in us when no one else did. Not even ourself. You accepted who and what we are and you cheered us on. You made us want to continue this journey till our dying breath. But we are a monster of our word. When we put up our career and said no more if we lost....we meant it. That's why we stand in this ring. To say goodbye. To point you in the direction of the legends that still have many years in them. People like Adrian Cochrane and Tyson Gregory. Rebel Ink. Dean Judas. Seth Lawless. Even Amber Richards. These stars and more are the future and they are the reason you are here.
((Bull gets the crowd to roar and when they settle he speaks again.))
Corey Bull: We have hit the end of our road. It is time that we started a new beginning. Tonight and many nights after you will get to witness men and women in #FSociety that will someday become legends. We hope you show them the same love and fan fare as you have shown us. Good bye everyone.
((A "Don't go" chant begins as Bull lowers the mic, takes the mask in his hand and leaves it and the microphone in the middle of the ring and walks out, climbing over the rail and walking through the crowd, hugging people and handing out high fives.))
KV: Goodbye Corey Bull… You will not be forgotten.
SG: A legendary ending for a legendary career! Did you see that match three weeks ago!?
KV: I did. He gave his heart to this sport and now the sport and fans are giving back to him with their love and admiration.
SG: Indeed.
KV: Now it’s time for our first match! Chris Cane versus Dirk Bentley!!
Match One: Loser Leaves #FSociety
Chris Cane versus Dirk Bentley
SG: In our first match of the night we have a returning Dirk Bentley against Chris Cane in Loser Leaves Town march.
KV: I guess we'll see if Dirk s knee has healed one hundred percent or if he rushed his comeback and Cane can pick up a win.
Jennifer Taylor: Ladies and Gentleman in this corner weighing in at 225 lbs , residing in Nashville, Tennessee. ... DIRKKKKK BENTLEYYYYY!!!
((Dirk walks out onto the entrance ramp, wearing his traditional white wife beater, blue jeans, cowboy boots and black Stetson Cowboy hat as the lyrics “Now your messing with a Son Of A Bitch” blare from the PA System. Grinning and soaking in the hate. As he flips the fans off and makes his way to the ring.))
SG: I missed Dirk! I’m ready to see him back in action!
KV: He’s going to have his hands full with Chris Cane.
SG: Yeah… We’ll see about that. Dirk is the original cowboy!
KV: But he left!
SG: Not on his own will!
Jennifer Taylor: And in the far corner also hailing from Nashville, Tennessee. .. CHRISSSSS CANEEEE!!!
((The words Sorry About Your Damn Luck echo's over the pa system and Keep It Redneck by the Lacs cues up. Chris walks out on the stage with his trench coat covering his torso. He turns up a beer and then walks down wearing his sunglasses and cowboy hat. In the ring Cane turns up the beer on the turnbuckle.))
KV: Here we go!! This match is about to get under way and it’ll be the last time we see one of those tough competitors.
SG: I think only one of them is tough.
KV: And who’s that?
SG: DIRK YOU IDIOT!
((Dirk is facing Summer as the bell rings. Cane charges at Dirk full speed to gain the early advantage, suddenly Dirk spins around nailing a Cane with a vicious "Southern Comfort" catching him right on the jaw. Watching him crumble to the ground in a heap, Dirk looks out to Levinator, Alicia and the Summer, shrugs his shoulders and covers Cane for the pin.))
KV: WOAH! I think that’s it!!
SG: SOUTHERN COMFORT BY DIRK! HE STAYS!
KV: Unreal! He’s going for the pin.
1..
2..
3!!!
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of this match.... DIRKKK BENTLEYYYY!!!
SG: Wow, that was quick!
KV: Yep, looks like Dirk s back and he's not getting paid by the hour.
SG: Let's cut backstage.
((The scene cuts to the locker room where The I-10 Connection, Bully McCarron and Orleans, are getting prepared for their match later in the night. Bully taps his partner on the shoulder and puts his nose to the air, taking in a deep breath.))
Bully: You smell that?
Orleans: What?
Bully: It smells like some people are about to get beat up tonight.
Orleans: Yeah, now that I think about it… I smell it.
Bully: That means it's gonna be a good night. We get to beat up on a coupla’ pathetic little girls. Get ourselves a shot together at that stupid ol’ Anarchy Title. And just keep beatin’ people up on and on and on until there’s nobody left to hurt.
Orleans: Sounds cool to me.
Bully: I love it. I love puttin’ people in their places. Especially little girls who want to play pretend and think they know how to wrestle. Let’s see if you really want to fight me when I punch you in your face. Then tell me you think you can keep up with me in the ring. I’m not playin’ around tonight. It’s time to do some damage.
Orleans: Everybody better watch out. It’s gonna be a real bad night for some people. They don’t even know what’s gonna hit ‘em.
((The two men give each other double high fives as they go back to preparing for their fight and the scene cuts away.))
((The scene cuts to the backstage area where we find Daniela Cabello standing by with Dirk Bentley fresh off his win over Chris Cane.))
Daniela: I’m here with Dirk Bentley who just made quick work of fellow cowboy Chr…
((Dirk holds up his hand.))
Dirk: Whoa, whoa, whoa… now hold on there darlin’. Chris Cane may be a boy but he was never a cowboy… and now, he’s just my bitch. I did what I said I was gonna do and I put that poser out to pasture. Now he’s free to practice his shtick in some cut rate fed.
((Daniela smiles as she listens to Dirk.))
Daniela: Seems you’re a man of your word.
Dirk: You’re damn right I am. Now I’m gonna go home and ride Summer until…
((Daniela cuts him off.))
Daniela: One last question before you get to all that. How’s your leg?
Dirk: You just saw me hit the Southern Comfort and kick that wussy Cane’s head into the tenth row, didn’t ya?
((Daniela nods.))
Daniela: I did.
Dirk: Well then there’s your answer.
Daniela: I just know that with injuries like that sometimes they flare up again after the fact.
((Dirk stares at her for a long moment before pulling the brim of his hat down over his eyes.))
Dirk: I’m fine lil’ lady. Just dandy. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got that business to tend to.
((Dirk turns and walks away, as the camera trails him down the hall a slight limp can be detected. Daniela clears her throat and the camera is quick to focus on her smiling face.))
Daniela: There you have it; Dirk Bentley is back and none the worse for wear.
((The scene cuts away and switches back to ringside.))
Match Two: Singles Match
Abagail Vorhees versus Lucien LaCroix
KV: We have two debuting performers coming up! Abagail Vorhees and Lucien LaCroix!
SG: Quite the names on these two!
KV: Right?
SG: I hope Abagail is hot!
KV: Of course you do.
((The lights dim to near pitch-black levels. After a brief moment of silence, "The Devil In I" By SlipKnot can be heard blaring on over the announce system and throughout the #FSociety Wrestling arena. All eyes are on the entrance area, the only light from a single spotlight above, as a very arrogant and very assured Lucien LaCroix, LaCroix who's known by his moniker of "The MAESTRO OF VIOLENCE" makes his way on out from behind the black curtains. The war zone soon affected with pulsating white light. Slowly taking in the various chants of disdain, LaCroix is oozing with nothing but confidence as make his way on down the aisle, a sickening Cheshire smile on his face serving as the perfect statement to those booing him.))
Jennifer Taylor: Hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana he weighs in tonight at Two-Hundred and Seven pounds he stands approximately Five Foot Ten inches in height he is... "The Maestro of Violence" he is... LUUUUCIEN LAAAACROIX!!!
((As LaCroix's name is heard he can be seen slowly getting closer to to the ring as he's swarmed with various boo’s and chants of disdain like that of a swarm of angered wasp swarming out of a wasp nest as the chants continue to linger on, LaCroix pays no attention to them. Slowly he walks around to the black steel steps, methodically, LaCroix walks on up them as the insults and jeers continue to be heard, not paying attention and if he was he wasn't letting it known as he slowly slithered on up the side of the nearest ring post like a snake as he did he threw out his arms as he continued to soak in the hatred from the nearby fans and those around the arena booing him as he awaited for his opponents arrival.))
SG: Damn it! I wanted to see Abagail!
KV: Patience!
SG: I can’t be patient! I’m sweating thinking about what she might look like!
((My Leftovers starts playing as strobe lights flash on the stage and red circles roam over the crowd. The Blackheart walks out, a look of determination on her face. She starts the slow march to the ring and hops up on the apron, don't a slow bend over the middle rope and into the ring. She walks to a corner and climbs the turnbuckle and stares at the crowd with a smirk as the build up to the chorus plays.))
~~Oh I don't hold my breath
And I don't hold my tongue
And I know that you know that I don't back down
To no one, to no one~~
Jennifer Taylor: His opponent… Hailing from The Other Side of Reality and weighing in at 165 pounds… ABAGAILLLLLL VORRRRHEEEEES!
SG: YES! SHE IS HOT!
KV: You are so gross.
SG: I just speak the truth! Abagail! Call me later!
KV: She’s definitely not going to call you.
SG: Let a man dream!
((Abagail jumps down and looks over the crowd, then backs into the corner with a stone cold look on her face, waiting for the bell.))
KV: Here we go! This match is about to get under way.
SG: And then my relations with Abby can get under way when the show ends.
KV: UGH!
DING! DING! DING!
((The bell rings and the two lock up but Lucien immediately tosses her with an arm drag. Abagail bolts to her feet but she’s caught with another, then another before she rolls out under the bottom rope to collect herself while boos rain down from the fans and Lucien smiles, mocking the crowd as he soaks in their dislike for his prowess.))
SG: Lucien has control here early!
KV: Locking up was probably a bad move for Abagail against the larger Lucien.
SG: Yeah but Abagail has those thighs though! There must be some power in those.. Yum.
KV: WHAT THE!? SHUT UP!
((Voorhies hops onto the apron and is about to step through the ropes when Lucien charges at her. Thinking better of it she stands up on the outside and readies herself for his assault. Lucien feints like he’s going low and when Abagail lowers her guard to defend he hits her with a double poke to the eyes before reaching over the top rope and hoisting her up for a stalling vertical suplex. Lucien smiles as he holds her there, the blood rushing to her head before he falls back, slamming to the canvas while reintroducing her to the inside of the ring.))
SG: Wow, Lucien really has this one in hand.
KV: He’s going for the pin!
((Lucien makes the cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Abagail kicks!
SG: I knew she would!
KV: Yeah… Right!
((Lucien slaps the mat in frustration before he gets up and brings Abagail up with him. He lifts her up for another suplex but she counters and lands behind him. Abagail grabs him by the head and delivers a reverse DDT.))
SG: Great counter!
KV: Looks like Abagail is on the rebound here.
((Abagail picks Lucien up but he drives a knee into her gut. Lucien goes to Irish Whip her but Abagail counters and while holding onto Lucien’s arm, she lifts her foot and nails a Inverted stomp facebreaker.))
KV: HEART ATTACK!
SG: What a move!
KV: She’s not covering though!
((Abagail grabs Lucien by the head and picks his limp body up. She lifts him up and hits him with a Double underhook sitout inverted atomic drop and Lucien looks knocked out.))
KV: MEAT GRINDER!
SG: I’d like to grind my mea-
KV: SAMUEL! STOP IT!
SG: You’re no fun!
((Abagail goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
((““My Leftovers” by Porcelain and The Tramps plays over the PA system as the referee holds Abagail’s hand up in victory.))
SG: Abagail wins!
KV: It was a rough start but she dominated there in the end. Lucien got a little too cocky for his own good.
SG: I can agree with that!
((A video vignette plays on the big screen. It begins with a slow motion montage of various wrestling moves, a glimpse of a championship title being held aloft and then the image of a female looking back over her shoulder in a shadowy ring. As the montage continues, the unidentified woman speaks.))
Woman: For a while now I have been searching.
((She turns, her face still mostly shrouded by the dark.))
Woman: Searching for answers, searching for my identity, searching for… home.
((She smirks.))
Woman: But with any search there is an inevitable end - the time comes where you find what you were seeking. I have found my answers, I have found my identity, I have found my new home. More than that, though, I have found a fresh start… a new beginning.
((The video transitions to glimpses of the #FSociety roster, of the various title belts in the company.))
Woman: And that brings new set of challenges, goals to set and questions to find answers to. I have have gotten this far, but my work is far from done. In fact, it is only just beginning.
((She steps into the light, her identity revealed as Melissa Reeves, former Honor Wrestling Iron Maiden Champion and nine year veteran.))
Melissa: Melissa Reeves. #FSociety. 2017.
((She smiles and fades back into the shadow. As the vignette ends, the cameras turn to the crowd, where Melissa is sat in the front row, flanked by a couple of her friends. She waves to the camera, and a good portion of the fans go nuts around her.))
Match Three: Winning Team Gets Anarchy Title Shot
Amber Richards & Anastasia Hayden versus The I-10 Connection
KV: This is an interesting tag team match we have here.
SG: Yeah, why would a tag team match determine who gets a future shot at a singles title?
KV: I don’t know, but the winners will receive a future Anarchy Title shot.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall.
((“It’s About to Get Dirty” by Brantley Gilbert hits over the PA system as Bully McCarron and Orleans come out from the back with their hands raised in the air. The two men slap their hands together before dropping them down and walking towards the ring. Orleans slides into the ring and McCarron climbs the steps and then steps through the ropes. They both raise their hands up as they stand side by side of each other. After another double high five they wait in their corner for the match to start.))
KV: The I-10 Connection have not been shy about liking to fight and wanting to hurt people.
SG: I like these guys.
KV: I think that they are good wrestlers, but I don’t respect the way hey have talked about female wrestlers.
SG: Let’s see what happens and we will see who is right and who is a woman.
KV: Just stop. Stop.
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponents… coming to the ring first… weighing in at 128 pounds from Steele, North Dakota… ANASTASIA HAYDENNN!!!
((The distorted and glitched opening of "Dad’s Garage" by Nuclear Moms starts playing. The guitar builds up and once the drums hit, Anastasia Hayden steps out from the curtains, her mouth guard hanging from her mouth. The boos begin and Ana isn’t bothered as she stands at the top of the entrance for a few seconds before she pops the mouth guard back in and starts making her way down to the ring. Ana leaps up to the ring apron and climbs through the ropes, heading over to a free corner and resting against it. She pops her mouth guard back out, chewing on it in the process, and waits for the match to begin.))
KV: Hayden had a great showing against the High Roller Champion a month ago and now can put herself in line for a shot at a different title.
SG: These might not be the guys to picking a fight with over a title shot.
KV: I think you are greatly undervaluing these two women.
Jennifer Taylor: And her partner... 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 one of the hardest workers here in #FSociety and she could be very dangerous if given a title opportunity.
SG: She’d be fun to watch in an Anarchy Title battle.
KV: This one should be good.
((Orleans and Anastasia Hayden start things out for their respective teams as the referee calls for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Orleans stands in front of Hayden, points at her, looks back to his partner, and starts to laugh. Hayden responds by kicking him in the stomach and then hammering away at his back with some forearm shots. She whips Orleans back up with a lifting kick and then chops him back into one of the free corners. She keeps Orleans in the corner and starts blasting away at him with repeated kicks to the face. She then backs away and charges in for a running Yakuza kick. Orleans crumbles down to the mat and Hayden stands over at him and yells at him.))
KV: Anastasia isn’t messing around tonight.
SG: I wasn’t expecting that.
KV: These girls came to fight.
((Hayden tags Amber Richards in and she goes right to work, laying the boots to Orleans. He tries to crawl his way to his corner but Amber pulls him back and hits him with a neckbreaker in the middle of the ring. She drops down onto him with a leg drop and then stays on top of him and starts to choke him out. The referee begins a count and she finally breaks the chokehold at the count of four. Orleans struggles and continues to try and make his way to his partner. Bully McCarron looks a little shocked as his partners struggles to crawl across the ring. Amber kicks him in the ribs and then turns him over for a cover.))
1…
2…
((Orleans kicks out at two and Amber puts him right into a rear chinlock.))
KV: These girls are kicking Orleans’ ass so far.
SG: Get Bully in there and see what happens.
((Orleans works his way up to his feet and elbows his way free with some back elbows to her midsection. He hits the ropes and comes back to knock Amber down with a running shoulder tackle. He shakes it off and then tags Bully McCarron in for the first time in the match. Bully doesn’t hesitate to come in and knock Amber back into the corner with a big punch to the body. He throws some more punches to her body and then peppers her with a few shots to the face. He grabs Amber by the arm and whips her across the ring into the opposite corner with an Irish whip. She hits the corner hard but moves away when Bully rushes in for an avalanche into the corner. He stumbles out of the corner and she takes Bully off of his feet with a big kick. Amber then tags Anastasia in and the two women take their turns kicking Bully while he’s down on his knees. Orleans tries to get in the ring and argues with the referee, so the referee keeps him out and allows the girls to continue to blast away with kicks to his chest and back.))
SG: Come on, this isn’t fair.
KV: I love this. They are kicking the life out of the misogynist.
((Amber finally exits the ring while Anastasia slams Bully’s face down into the mat. She falls down on top of him with an elbow drop to the back of his head. She stays down on top of him with a side headlock and tries to keep him off his feet. Bully stands up and lifts Ana up, looking for a back suplex. She blocks it and lands back on her feet before taking him over with a side headlock takedown. Bully gets up slowly as Ana backs away. She then charges in and connects with a bicycle knee. Bully gets knocked out with the running shot. Before Ana can go for the pin, Orleans pulls Bully out of the ring by his legs.))
KV: Come on. She could have pinned him there.
SG: A smart move by Orleans there.
KV: That was cheap.
((Orleans tries to wave them off but Amber Richards jumps down off the apron while Ana slides out of the ring on the opposite side of them. Orleans and Bully put their hands up defensively as the two women approach them. Hayden and Richards go on the attack, with Ana nailing Orleans with a series of forearms while Bully and Amber Richards trade strikes back and forth. Hayden tosses Orleans into the barricade and then slides into the ring. Amber tosses Bully McCarron back in the ring after her. Ana hits the ropes and connects with a sliding forearm smash in the middle of the ring while Amber Richards hits Orleans with a running single leg dropkick on the outside.))
KV: Bully is a victim of Human Target Practice.
SG: Oh, no.
KV: And Orleans is nowhere to save him this time.
SG: Somebody do something.
KV: Hayden is going for the cover.
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here are your winners… ANASTASIA HAYDEN AND AMBER RICHARDSSS!!!
((Amber Richards slides into the ring and the two female partners come face to face as Ana’s music hits. The referee steps in between them and raises their hands in the air. Orleans and Bully end up looking upset as they pull each other up the ramp. The two women go their separate ways in celebrating the victory.))
KV: That’s a really big win for Amber Richards and Ana Hayden tonight.
SG: They impressed tonight. What can I say?
KV: They came out and hit some big hitters with even bigger shots.
SG: Not bad.
KV: And now they are both looking at future Anarchy Title shots.
((A side door of the Staples Center bursts open. The waning light spills into the hall. Figures dressed in matching military black walk in two files as they enter, the lines fanning out to create a circle within the entrance way. A short figure in a long black robe, cowl pulled low over the face, enters behind the marching lines. The door closes behind the figure, the light closing off, and the short person throws back their hood, pale hands slipping out of large sleeves. She is beautiful, a pale face with high cheekbones, and brilliantly red eyes that shine in the dark.))
Sarah Selena Lacklan: The sun in this place is intolerable. Intolerable!
((The young woman's voice is light and with a high pitch, almost as if a choir of angels is singing in perfect harmony, her Londoner accent heavy with its soft "ahhh" sounds.))
Sarah Selena Lacklan: Honestly, all of these companies have shows in the blasted heat when they could be having them in a much better location. Somewhere on the East Coast where there is no blasted sun. After all, the snow-capped hills of Lacklanland are magical this time of year.
((The girl turns to the camera.))
Sarah Selena Lacklan: #LacklanlanTourismBoard
((She turns to one of the men dressed in military garb.))
Sarah Selena Lacklan: Sebastian, take your team, fan out. I do not expect any trouble here, 'twould not be the first time trouble has followed.
((One of the men in military black slams a fist to his shoulder and bows at the waist. He turns and motions at the others with a series of complicated hand gestures, and the two lines move off into the Compound. The girl smirks as she watches them move off with their rigid efficiency.))
Sarah Selena Lacklan: I wonder if I can find my new friend Ally before he squishes that rotund guy? Or… maybe Tyson...
((A chime is heard and, hand flashing into her robe, she fishes out a large cellphone. Her fingers flash across her Tragikphone 9-T as a smirk comes to her ruby lips, tips of white fangs peeking out, reveling in destroying some dumb bitch on Twitter.))
Sarah Selena Lacklan: Stupid Kessler...
((Placing her phone back into some hidden pocket inside her robes, she goes off in search of either friends or her appointment with Robb Hardy.))
Match Four: Singles Match
Robbie Rayder versus Diem Masters
KV: Now we’ve got Diem Masters taking on Robbie Rayder in her last match in #FSociety.
SG: First Bull is gone and now Diem!? What is life?
KV: As sad as it is to see her go, we know she’s going to put on a show for us here tonight.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring… 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: As always, Diem looks professional and prepared.
SG: And sexy. Can’t forget sexy!
Jennifer Taylor: Her opponent… Weighing in at 195 pounds and hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia... ROBBIE RAYDERRRRR!
((The lights dim as a red siren light circles the arena. “Indestructible” by Disturbed plays as Robbie Rayder, wearing his ring attire and color matching cape, walks out and kneels down. He points his index fingers to the ceiling then lowers them to point at the ring. Rayder looks out at the crowd as he walks half way down towards the ring, then pulling the cape off from his neck. He slides into the ring, front flips up, drops to a knee and points to the ceiling again, then lowers his index fingers to point at his opponents.))
KV: Now here’s a rookie I can get behind.
SG: Wait, get behind? What?
KV: Don’t be crude.
SG: You don’t be crude!
KV: I never am!
SG: You just talked about getting behind Robbie. You’re weird!
((The ref calls for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The match begins as Robbie and Diem circle each other. The move in for a lockup. Diem becomes the aggressor immediately, and pulls Robbie in. She reaches down and lifts him up to her shoulders showing some strength. She drops to her knees hitting a torture rack drop. Robbie falls to the mat as she leans back for a pin attempt.))
1…
2…
KV: Kickout by Robbie!
SG: Diem is the aggressor here in the beginning.
KV: She just got married to Corey Bull! I’m sure she’s got a lot of adrenaline pumping for that, especially since he gave that retirement speech tonight.
SG: I hope she wins in his honor!
((Rayder gets the shoulder up. He powers out and sits up. Diem quickly up to her feet as she drives a boot into the face of Robbie, driving him back down. Diem makes a lateral press and goes for another cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Another kickout!
SG: This one looks highly competitive already.
KV: Sure does!
((Robbie pushes her off and pushes up to his feet, going on the offensive. Diem gets up to her feet. Robbie looks for a discus clothesline and he nails it. He quickly climbs up the top rope and leaps off, nailing a frog splash. He goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
SG: Diem kicks out!
KV: This is far from over!
((Robbie gets to his feet and stalks Diem. She gets up to her feet and Robbie nails her with a hanging soccer kick which knocks her down and out. Robbie goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Kickout by Diem!
SG: Great resiliency by the hot Diem Masters!
((Robbie gets up to his feet and pulls Diem towards the middle of the ring. He springs off of the ropes and does a rolling thunder before covering her again.))
1…
2…
KV: THR-NO! Diem powers out again!
SG: She’s doing this for Corey! I know it! I also heard this is her last match here.
KV: If she wins, it’d be quite a way to go out.
SG: Agreed.
((Robbie is getting a little frustrated. He picks Diem up and whips her to the ropes and runs to the opposite side. They both bounce of the ropes and head towards each other. They both go for a crossbody splash and they nail it on each other, knocking the wind out of each other. Both of them are down on the mat as the ref makes the ten count.))
SG: WOAH!
KV: They just took each other out.
SG: They did!
KV: You can tell they both really want this one.
SG: But only one can win!
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((Diem is at one knee. Robbie grabs for the ropes.))
KV: Come on! Get up!
SG: Come on Diem!!!
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SG: They’re up!!
((Both manage to get up. Diem steps forward looking for a Bloody Kick but Robbie manages to duck it. He slides behind her and grabs his for a Full Nelson Suplex as she slams hard down on the mat. She holds her neck in pain and Robbie covers.))
1…
2...
KV: Kickout again by Diem!
SG: This is getting close!
((Robbie gets up to his feet as he backs away a few steps. He stomps his foot ready for her to get up. As she slowly gets up, he charges forward looking for a spear. She sidesteps him and pushes him head first into the corner. He connects with the ring post and then stumbles back in a daze. Diem nails him with a Bloody Kick and he collapses to the ground in a heap.))
KV: Superkick!
SG: Um, it’s the Bloody Kick! Get it right!
KV: Diem is going for the cover!
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… DIEM MASTERSSSS!!!!
((The referee raises Diem’s hand in victory.))
SG: What a match.
KV: Robbie has nothing to be ashamed of. He brought his best but he’s just down on his luck. I’m sure he’ll recover soon.
SG: Who cares! He sucks! DIEM!! YES!
KV: Let’s cut backstage!
((The camera quickly cuts backstage to an unfamiliar face. The second longest NGW Five Lakes Champion Kenzie Rydell is in the building, flanked by none other than Adam Sanders at her back. With a bright smile and hazel hues, she scours the hallway with a look of wonder written all over her face.))
Kenzie Rydell: Can you believe it, Adam? #FSociety Insurrection. The card’s pretty stacked, huh?
((The Michigan native nods his head as he keeps pace with Kenzie.))
Adam Sanders: A lot of great matches taking place tonight. Lawless versus Morrow. Hutch versus Zooey. And we both know the match we are looking forward to the most.
((Kenzie smirks sarcastically, sticking her palms in her black bomber jacket.))
Kenzie Rydell: Robbie Rayder versus Diem Masters, obviously.
((Adam stops walking for a moment.))
Adam Sanders: Wait… what?
Kenzie Rydell: It’s a joke, Adam. While I’m sure that match‘ll be amazing, I know what you meant. The #FSociety Championship Triple Threat match is definitely gonna be intense. And me and you, we’re leading the Adrien cheering section, yeah?
Adam Sanders: Well, I mean, we will be back here. I think I saw a lot of Adrien related shirts entering the arena. I think he will be fine.
Kenzie Rydell: Do they still sell those ‘Believe’ shirts from the last title reign he had? I’ve always wanted one of those!
Adam Sanders: No, that was an EXODUS thing. These just say “The Dropkick King” with “ADRIEN CUTTER OUT OF NOWHERE” on the back.
((Adam motions the portions of the t-shirt they words are on in reference to his own t-shirt he is wearing.))
Kenzie Rydell: Oh yeah! I saw a few people wearing that shirt on the way in. Eddie’s outdone himself this time.
Adam Sanders: I think he took a lot of credit that belongs to the play-by-play girl here. So where exactly is this locker room they are putting us in?
((Kenzie starts looking up a bit higher than she was, peering down a couple of hallways. Adam follows, not exactly sure where else to go.))
Kenzie Rydell: It should be right abooout… Here.
((She points down the hallway she stopped at to a door that says locker room with the numbers 107 in gold letters.))
Kenzie Rydell: Listen, Adam. Can you wait in here for a few? I want to take care of something out here for a moment.
((Adam obediently heads towards the aforementioned locker room as Kenzie looks directly at the camera crew that has been following the couple since they entered the building. With a deep breath, she looks down at her shoes with a wistful smile and finally focuses on what she needs to say tonight.))
Kenzie Rydell: #FSociety.
((Her bright hazel eyes looked up through the jungle of long brunette hair, a more serious expression crossing her features as she continued to speak.))
Kenzie Rydell: I haven’t found a wrestling federation to really call home since NGW folded months ago. Ever since, I took the time to back up and reevaluate some of the decisions I’ve made, and I own up to all of it. I accept that I haven’t been the best I could be. Now I’m starting a new path in the face, ready to make my mark in a whole new world that’s been taking the sport I love so much and making it exciting again.
((She smiles at the thought, a genuine grin from ear to ear.))
Kenzie Rydell: Chris Night owns this place, Adrien Cochrane currently stands at the top of the food chain, and I can’t help but see the similarities between #FSociety and Inferno Wrestling at its peak. And Inferno Wrestling? That’s where I got my big break. That’s where I made my debut and stepped into the ring for the very first time, and the fact that Chris Night is giving me another chance speaks volumes to what this place means to me.
((She thinks for a moment, leaning her shoulder against the wall.}
Kenzie Rydell: It means starting over. It means that nothing I’ve done before this point matters anymore. It means I can thrive and finally achieve something that’s actually worth a damn. I can do things here that I’ll actually be proud to say I’ve done by starting from the bottom and making my way to the top just like anybody else who walks through those doors.
((With a soft hum, she glances back down again, focusing her mind on her goal. Fists tightened at her side, and when she glared back into the camera with the passion of a thousand suns, she was more confident than she’s ever been.))
Kenzie Rydell: I came to #FSociety with one goal: I’ll make it to the top. I’ll become a champion the fans can get behind, and I’ll get there one match at a time. I’ll deserve it, and by the time it happens, nobody will be able to say otherwise!
((With a calm nod, her eyes pierced towards the locker room door once again. A small smile stretched across her face, reaching for the handle. Once the door swung open, she disappeared into the locker room and joined Adam Sanders in watching the rest of #FSociety Insurrection.))
Match Five: Singles Match
Dean Judas versus El Hijo del Senor Ass
Jennifer Taylor: This next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first… From Cimarron New Mexico, weighing in at 180lbs… EL Hijo del Senor Ass!!!
((A familiar beat begins to blare over the PA system, consisting of the unlikely combination of an 808 drum and a violin. A whisper is then heard in the background: “hay hay…hay hay…” and is then immediately followed by the voice of Juvenile.))
“Cash Money takin’ ova fo’ the ’99-2000!”
((With this kick-in for “Back That Azz Up,” none other than El Hijo del Senor Ass strolls out from behind the curtain, immediately turning his back to the ring and doing his trademark shimmy and shake to accentuate his namesake covered by a pair of neon orange trunks with red lips adorning the backside. As he makes his way down to the ringside area, Juan Ass, Jr. invites members of the audience to give a pinch or a poke to his rump – some accept with glee, some cower away in fear at its awesome power, or some give the proper wrestling greeting by bumping their own rear against his.))
((Eventually making his way up into the ring, the Son of Mr. Ass does a quick vault over the top rope, then immediately ventures over to the referee and offers up a thorough checking for any foreign objects in the back of his tights – to which the referee insists that he does not need to search there. The hip hop favorite by Juvenile slowly fades into the background, and El Hijo del Senor Ass plays more to the crowd prior to the bell.))
Jennifer Taylor: And his opponent… from Los Angeles California, weighing in at 225lbs...DEAN JUDAS!!!
((The lights along the tron pulsate while the arena is engulfed in darkness. Pulsating to the music the lights continue to have the strobe effect that fade to black right before the gunfire is heard ripping through the speakers while white bright lights strobe to the rapid fire. As the first verse of Drake's Energy hits the lights all blast on following the beat of the verse.))
~~I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy.~~
((The song hammers with every pulse being felt throughout the arena, a series of bright blinding white lights flash in time. Wind and smoke chaotically collect, swirl and clash on the entrance stage until it engulfs the entire stage whole. Out walks Dean Judas with a grin on his face and cocky swagger about him. Strolling down the ramp as the music continues to pound the crowd’s attempts to boo Dean into submission. Like a man possessed Dean continues his slow walk towards the ring.))
~~I got girls in real life tryna fuck up my day
Fuck goin' online that ain't part of my day
I got real shit poppin' with my family too
I got niggas that can never leave Canada too.~~
((As camera flashes continue to pop he slides under the bottom rope into the ring.
Dean Judas rises up from the mat and climbs up on the turnbuckle. Facing the hard camera, Dean pounds his chest like a BEAST. Hopping down off the rope he crouches down in the corner with both hands still firmly grasped onto the top ropes. Dean is focused and awaiting the sound of the bell to come out swinging like a caged animal unleashed.))
DING! DING! DING!
((The bell sounds and out of the gat El Hijo rushes Dean Judas with a flurry of haymakers throwing lefts and rights at Judas backing him into the corner as Judas ducks between the ropes forcing the ref to break up the action.))
KV: Hijo with the early offense here trying to show Judas that he’s not afraid of a fight!
SG: This crowd doesn’t even understand the talent Judas has. Just wait.
((Hijo backs away and Judas paces around the ring, the two men tie it up and Judas gains the early advantage. Judas pushes Hijo in the back and the crowd boos as both men stand directly in the center of the ring.}}
KV: We have stalemate!
((Hijo runs quickly off of the ropes and Judas tries to grab ahold of Hijo who in turn ducks the attempt bouncing off the ropes once more and then hitting a perfectly timed hurricanrana that plants Judas on his back and the crowd goes wild.))
KV: DOWN GOES JUDAS!
(Hijo makes a quick cover.))
1…
2...
((Judas kicks out. Hijo picks Judas off of the mat, only for Judas to fire away with a set of European uppercuts. He then grabs Hijo and takes him down with a snap suplex. Once Hijo is down, Judas quickly moves in and locks in a dragon sleeper. The referee begins to question Hijo as Judas cranks down on the hold, with a sadistic grin on her face. Hijo utilizing quick thinking manages to see that the ropes are close by so he reaches out, his foot barely grazing the bottom rope, but Judas doesn’t release the hold right away. The referee begins the count as the crowd boos.))
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FOUR
((Judas release the hold and rolls away from Hijo, who sits up trying to regain his composure, but Judas doesn’t give him very long as Judas pulls him up from the mat by the hair before whipping Hijo into the ropes and delivering a super kick. Hijo crumples to the mat as Judas goes for the cover.))
1…
2...
((Hijo shoots the shoulder up! Judas slams his fist down on the mat before lifting Hijo up, only for Hijo to fire away with a few forearms followed by an European uppercut, staggering Judas. Hijo runs and bounces off of the ropes before driving Judas head first into the mat with a springboard reverse DDT. He hooks the leg.))
KV: Could we have a big upset!?
SG: Highly unlikely!
1
((Judas kicks out. Hijo quickly climbs to his feet, runs and leaps off of the ropes, connecting with Divine Impact before hooking the leg once more.))
1
2
((Judas kicks out once more. Hijo climbs to his feet and begins to stalk Judas. Judas gets to his feet only for Hijo to drive him back down to the mat with Deformation and she hooks the leg once more.))
1
2
3…NO!!!
KV: The crowd thought Judas was down and out!
SG: Close but no cigar, these people need to realize. I’m telling you!
((Judas kicks out. Hijo lifts Judas up off of the mat only for Judas to hit an uppercut of his own. Judas then whips Hijo into the ropes. Hijo bounces off of the ropes only for Judas to send him crashing to the mat with a vicious elbow uppercut. Once Hijo is down, Judas stomps away at his limbs before picking him up once more and hitting a quick enziguri. Hijo drops to the mat as Judas heads to the top rope where he flashes a menacing grin before leaping into the air, connecting with a corkscrew moonsault and hooking the leg.))
1
2
KV: Hijo kicks out!
SG: Wow!
((Hijo just barely shoots the shoulder up. Judas stomps Hijo some before beginning to stalk him. Hijo slowly climbs to his feet. Judas then grabs his and drives him down to the mat once more with the Downward Spiral before hooking the leg once more.))
1
2
KV: THRE-NO! Judas thought he had him!
SG: It’s only a matter of time.
((Hijo KICKS OUT AND THE CROWD EXPLODES.))
((Judas gets up to his feet and brings up Hijo with him. With a vicious whip into the ropes, Judas anticipates the rebound, but El Hijo wraps his arms around the top rope and stops himself in mid-run. He goads Judas, beckoning him to take a charge, which Dean proudly accepts.))
KV: The Crown Jewel now on the attack, but what's this? El Hijo charging in, and...
SG: REALLY?
((The crowd roars as Hijo takes off like a rocket, with his middle and pointer fingers extended, catching Dean Judas directly in the eye with a flying gouge.))
KV: The Son of Ass just delivered one of the most extreme eye pokes I've ever seen!
SG: It's the Flying Red Rider BB Gun Attack, Valentine! Ring the bell, referee! That's a blatant disqualification!
((Scrambling back to his feet, El Hijo del Senor Ass sneaks behind Judas who is still clutching at his face. Grabbing Judas around the waist, Senor Ass pushes forward with momentum into the ropes.))
KV: There's a roll up attempt with a bridge from Juan Jr., and the referee hits the mat with the count.
1…
2...
KV: A kickout at one and three-fourths.
SG: El Hijo has his head up his...well, you know...if he thinks that kind of amateur-hour shenanigans is going to put away the mighty Judas!
KV: El Hijo del Senor Ass looking to send Judas into the opposite corner, but there's a reversal from DJ. Senor Ass now going at full speed, and at the last second slides out underneath the bottom rope, just BARELY missing the steel post! What agility and awareness shown by Ass!
SG: Yeah, but now he's on the arena floor, where you've got an opponent who would love to smash your skull directly onto it.
((However, as Judas darts over to check the location, Senor Ass has since popped back up, grabbing onto the steel pole's sides with his hands and leaning back with the turnbuckle and pole in between he and Judas.))
KV: Senor Ass now goading Judas to come and get him, obviously trying to set a little bait for something unique.
SG: You would think that his stupidity would be bait enough.
((Judas, who has done a little homework, is keen to the fact that Senor Ass has something plotted if he takes a step outside. Instead, he glances at the Son of Ass's hands and smiles, quickly leaning over the ropes and throwing a fist directly at his exposed hand...))
SG: Oh NO!
KV: Hijo with astute awareness, as the Crown Jewel tried to attack to knock him off balance, he moves the hand and Judas is met with nothing but a punch to a painful metal rod!
SG: And we're not talking about my unit, either!
KV: Judas is now out on the floor in a daze, as that baseball slide to the face from Senor Ass was well-timed.
SG: Luck, if you ask me. Not timing.
((Juan, standing on the apron with his back turned gives a quick flapping gesture to signal the no-look tope.))
KV: Looks like he is setting up for the Assinine Plunge, Sammy!
SG: Yay. Literally the dumbest move in professional wrestling history.
((With the springboard off of the middle rope, El Hijo takes his blind leap. However, Dean Judas, playing possum the entire time, had scouted the maneuver, positioning himself underneath to somehow catch El Hijo on his shoulders.))
SG: What strength by DJ! He just snaked Butt Man right out of the air!
KV: This is not a good position to be in for El Hijo del Senor Ass, as Judas looks to want to give him an electric chair drop on the arena floor.
SG: And we'll then say bye-bye to the unremarkable career of this dummy.
((Judas spins around, however, and seems to have a facebuster in mind instead of just falling backwards.))
KV: Oh no. Please don't do this! Please don't!
SG: He literally does want to murder him!
((From a gasp to a huge roar from the audience, the Son of Ass is able to grab onto the top rope as Judas hoists him up, putting a boot to the back of his head in the process.))
KV: Yes! The Cimmaron Tiburon with a slip of the fins there as he saves himself from certain doom!
((Hijo then runs down the apron, planting himself off...))
KV: Shooting star pre...NO!
SG: HA! Nothing doing there after trying to get cute!
KV: The crowd is stunned and impressed, and so am I! El Hijo attempted a pretty shooting star off the apron, but Dean Judas is somehow once again a step ahead of the quick offense, moving out of the way. Hijo is able to land on his feet, but Judas immediately levels him with a vicious clothesline.
((Both men attempt to get their feet back and Judas acts first. Judas clutches onto Hijo and sends him hurling backwards with a quick snap release German that sends Hijo up and over the top rope to the outside.))
KV: What a suplex!!!
((The crowd chants Holy Shit as Hijo stumbles around trying to figure out where he is. Judas rolls out in hot pursuit and Hijo is still on dream street. Judas kicks Hijo with a shuffle side kick to the abdomen dropping him to the floor.))
Judas: Ready to meet your mother kid!?
KV: Lowblow with the taunt by Judas.
SG: He’s making a statement!
((Judas gets on top of Hijo and rains down vicious ground and pound pummeling the young up and comer. Judas stops for a moment to stand up and raise his arms to soak in the boos.))
KV: Come on ref, you need to get control of the match!
((Judas continues to pose as Hijo appears to be enraged. The young star picks up a steel chair near the announce booth and charges Judas with it hitting him square in the back bringing him to his knees followed by a vicious shot to the head.))
DING DING DING
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of the match due to disqualification...DEAN JUDAS!!!
KV: Hijo is enraged! He’s not stopping with the chair shots!
SG: This little guy is a firecracker!
((Hijo continues his assault until the chair is rendered completely useless. Referees and backstage crew come down to break it up and usher Hijo to the back as Judas rolls around in pain.))
KV: Something tells me this one isn’t over folks.
SG: Not by a long shot, Judas is pissed and he doesn’t even know what happened yet.
((The scene cuts backstage where Tyson Gregory is leaning down in the chair he’s sitting in, lacing up his boots. As he does so, a pair of black dress shoes step into the view and Tyson looks up at the man standing in front of him and smirks.))
Tyson Gregory: Well look who actually made it past the security check points…
((Tyson stands to his feet and gives a bro hug to Julian Savell. Julian grabs at the collar of his fur coat with both hands and pulls down on it.))
Julian Savell: They knew that you couldn’t start an Insurrection without the one and only Julian Savell around. Am I right?
((A grin runs over Julian’s face. Tyson just starts to laugh and pats his best friend on the shoulder.))
Tyson Gregory: It's good to have you here man, you helped me out a lot of work in to get back to this point, you definitely helped me brother.
((Julian smiles and nods.))
Julian Savell: That’s what you do for your brother and tag team partner. It’s only a matter of time until we’re holding a couple tag titles while you reign supreme as the #FSociety Champion and I do the same as the Fucking Awesome Champion. It’s going to be… Fucking awesome, wouldn’t you say?
Tyson Gregory: Very much so, it'll be interesting to see how many championships we can carry at one time… We might need to hire someone to lug our many titles around.
((Julian laughs and shakes his head before his brow furrows.))
Julian Savell: Wait, I thought that’s why you were letting Seth Lawless hang out with you in the first place. I thought he carried the #FSociety Championship for you when you were holding it.
((Tyson shakes his head and laughs.))
Tyson Gregory: Nah that guy’s fingers are always sticky… And that was before he was playing peekaboo with Amber Richards’ floppy meat curtains.
((Julian’s eyes widens as he looks behind him. He looks back at Tyson and shakes his head.))
Julian Savell: I forgot about her being here. I need to be careful. Did you hear that shit when she said she wanted the ‘Villain’ inside of her?
Tyson Gregory: I think you're safe man, she's moved onto fucking clown shoes or something like that.
((Julian laughs and rolls his eyes.))
Julian Savell: Are you sure you’re not talking about Adrien? Oh wait, he’s just fucking a clown named Becky. My bad.
((Tyson laughs.))
Tyson Gregory: I don't care who Adrien is banging or what animal analogy he wants to use to describe this match. I'm focused on what's most important and that's getting my Championship back.
Julian Savell: If anyone hasn’t realized that by now, then they’re an idiot. You got this, bro. Now I’ll quit distracting you so you can keep getting ready.
Tyson Gregory: Sounds good my brother.
((Tyson gives Julian another bro hug and the scene cuts away.))
Match Six: #FSociety High Roller Championship Match
Zooey West-Jaa versus Hutch Lanahan (Champion)
KV: Next up we have Zooey West-Jaa versus Hutch Lanahan for the High Roller Championship! This is a big deal!
SG: It’s a rematch between these two! Zooey might’ve slipped up a few weeks ago in that tag match but that means nothing here.
KV: Indeed. These two are about to square off for the second time.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is for the High Roller Championship… Coming to the ring… Hailing from Phucket, Thaliand and weighing in at 120 pounds… ZOEEEEY WEST-JAAAAAA!
((“Sit Still, Look Pretty” by Daya hits over the speakers as Zooey West-Jaa steps out onto the stage in a pair of long black wrestling tights and a Royal blue silk boxers robe, the hood up over her head and just down over her face. She rubs her taped hands together, cracking her knuckles as she walks down the ramp. Reaching up for the middle ropes she pulls herself onto the apron before pulling back with both hands on the top rope and jumping over the top to land in the ring with a small bounce on her toes. She continues to bounce back and forth on her toes a little as she sheds her robe and turns to face the ramp, awaiting her opponent.))
SG: Zooey is hot! I love hot chicks!
KV: Yeah… We know.
SG: Too bad you’re ugly and your mother dresses you funny!
KV: That’s incredibly rude!
SG: I don’t care!
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 #FScoiety 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: The champion is here!
SG: Puke!
KV: Rude!
SG: I’m sick of this guy! Hutch in a hurry? Yeah, get out of here in a hurry!
((Hutch hands the High Roller Championship to the ref who gives it to the timekeeper and then Hutch and Zooey meet in the middle of the ring and begin to exchange words. It begins to get heated quickly before they start to trade shots in the center of the ring as the ref calls for the bell to start the match.))
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
KV: And we are underway with a bang.
SG: Zooey is about to give it to Hutch. She’s going to kick his freaking head off!
KV: All I know is that these two are two of the best competitors we have in #FSociety.
SG: Zooey, yeah, Hutch has just gotten lucky so far.
((Zooey and Hutch continue to trade punches until Zooey puts a well placed knee in Lanahan's midsection. She quickly follows that up by grabbing his head and hitting a snap DDT. Zooey pops back to her feet and begins to deliver powerful kicks to Hutch as she talks trash.))
SG: Man, I love the attitude of Zooey. She truly doesn't give a shit!
KV: Yeah, yeah! She’s got a nice little attitude on her.
SG: I love a woman with attitude.
KV: I'm not sure that is a quality someone should consider great.
SG: Like you know anything about being great.
((Zooey picks Lanahan up and shoots him into the far corner. She charges in to hit a clothesline but Hutch gets a foot up and Zooey runs face first into it. She staggers backwards out of the corner and Lanahan hits a spinning heel kick which knocks Zooey down.))
KV: Great counter by Hutch!
SG: It was ok but let's not get out of control here.
((Hutch follows the kick up by going for a cover. The ref drops down and begins a count.))
1…
2...
KV: Kickout by Zooey at two.
SG: Way too early to take down a Muay Thai Champion like Zooey!
KV: Can’t argue with you there.
SG: Hell no you can’t!
((Hutch and Zooey get back to their feet about the same time. Lanahan tries to Irish whip Zooey into the ropes but she reverses it. As he comes back, Zooey attempts to hit him with roundhouse kick but Hutch ducks under it. Zooey turns around and is met with a Spinning Back Fist which connects and sends Zooey back down to the mat.))
KV: Great counter by Hutch!
SG: Would you try to be impartial here.
KV: Are you seriously telling me to be impartial?
SG: Yes, try to act like a professional for once.
KV: You, are unbelievable!
((Lanahan runs over to Zooey and hits a running senton onto her chest. He hooks the leg and the ref gets into position to count.))
1…
2...
KV: No, just two!
SG: Thank God, that would have been a travesty.
KV: You’re so biased.
SG: You were just cheering for Hutch!
KV: I WAS NOT!
SG: Lies!
((Lanahan picks Zooey up off the mat but is met with a forearm shot to the chin which stuns him. Zooey hits him with a second one. She takes off and hits the ropes and as she come back she goes for a clothesline but Hutch ducks it. Zooey comes back and nails Hutch with a Pele Kick.))
KV: WOW! What a counter!
SG: That was from out of nowhere.
KV: Her kicks are so lethal and she’s going for the cover.
((Zoey covers Hutch.))
1…
2...
KV: Kickout! That was close but Lanahan still has a lot of fight left in him.
SG: He is just delaying the inevitable if you ask me.
KV: Well I didn’t, so there!
SG: You’re a terrible broadcast partner. I hate you.
KV: I think the feeling is mutual.
((Zooey gets up first and as Hutch gets to his feet she kicks him in the gut. She follows that up with a chick kick, knocking him down. Zooey hits the ropes and comes back with a running leg drop. She goes for the cover again.))
1…
2...
KV: Kickout! That was close but Hutch just got his shoulder up before the ref could make the three count.
SG: It was a slow count by the referee. Somebody tell him he doesn't get paid by the hour.
KV: Seriously? That is the same speed he has been counting all night!
SG: This is mularkey damn it!
((Zooey gets up and argues for a moment with the referee. This allows time for Hutch to get to his feet once again. Lanahan charges at Zooey and as she turns around he hits a running enzuigiri. Zooey goes down and then rolls out of the ring for a breather.))
KV: Where is she going?
SG: Nowhere, she is just taking a break. She just got blindsided by that kick.
KV: Well, she shouldn't have been arguing with the ref.
SG: So now you're going to tell her how to wrestle? Get real.
((Lanahan takes off in a dead sprint and launches himself through the ropes, nailing a suicide dive on Zooey. Both Hutch and Zooey are down as the crowd cheers loudly for the move.))
KV: What a move by Hutch! He just put his body on the line!
SG: That was uncalled for.
KV: If Zooey wouldn't come to him, he was going to come to her and he did in a big way.
((Lanahan gets up first and rolls Zooey back into the ring. He get to the apron and then climbs to the top rope. Hutch takes flight, attempting an elbow drop but Zooey gets her foot up and nails Hutch right in the jaw with the heel of her boot. He falls lifelessly to the ground.))
SG: He went to the well one too many times and paid for it.
KV: That certainly could be a momentum changer.
SG: Zooey was in control the whole time.
KV: Are you even watching the match?
((Zooey gets back to her feet and stalks Hutch. He stumbles his way to his feet and nails him with a Crane Kick.))
KV: A CRANE KICK!
SG: This could be it! YES!
((Zoey goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
KV: THR-NO!!! Hutch’s foot is on the ropes!
SG: WHAT!? NO!! STUPID ROPE BREAK RUINS EVERYTHING!
((Zoey slaps the mat in frustration but wastes little time grabbing Hutch and picking him up from the canvas. She begins to drive knees into his gut over and over in a fury.))
SG: Zooey is on a mission!
KV: Hutch could be done for here.
((Zoey throws Hutch down onto the ropes and he hangs on the middle rope. She charges forward and goes for a Tiger Feint Kick but Hutch catches her moves back and catches her feet in his arms. He pulls her and drops her down and she slams against the mat. Zooey starts to get to her knees as Hutch bounces off the ropes. When Zooey gets up, Hutch spins around and nails Zooey with a discus lariat that knocks her out cold.))
KV: That’s gotta be it!
SG: NO! IT CAN’T BE!
((Hutch goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner and STILL the High Roller Champion…. HUTCH LANAHAN!!!!
((“Hero” by Nas blares over the PA system as the referee hands Hutch the High Roller Championship and lifts his hands up in victory.))
KV: Hutch does it again! He retains.
SG: I hate him. He needs to leave #FSociety in a hurry!
KV: Don’t say that! We love him here!
SG: You love him! I don’t.
KV: Whatever. A well fought match by Zooey but it just wasn’t enough. Once again Hutch squeaks by! Let’s cut backstage now!
((Locke and Keyes are backstage in final preparations for their Tag Team Title match later on tonight.))
Locke: This is a big one tonight.
Keyes: We can’t wait for the opportunity in front of us.
Locke: We respect the hell out of Rebel Ink but we also plan on giving them the toughest fight they’ve had in awhile.
Keyes: We’re proud of the journey we’ve been on over these last few months and it keeps on going right here, tonight.
Locke: There’s a special feeling in the air tonight.
Keyes: And it’s not Christmas spirit.
Locke: But it’s championship fever running over us.
Keyes: And probably a little bit of Christmas spirit mixed in.
Locke: Stop it.
Keyes: Haha, okay.
Locke: We’re walking out of here tonight with those belts.
Keyes: And it’s going to be a magical night.
((The two women bump their forearms together and go back to their preparations as the camera cuts back to the ring.))
Match Seven: #FSociety Anarchy Championship Submission Match
Allyson Grace Morrow versus Seth Lawless (Champion)
KV: Here we go, the much anticipated submissions match between Ally Morrow and Seth Lawless.
SG: And it’s for the Anarchy Championship!
KV: It is! This one is going to be brutal.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring, 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. He looks out at the crowd one last time and looks dismissively at them before sliding into the ring and preparing for the match.))
SG: Gotta love a champ like Seth! He’s all about business!
KV: Except in his dating life.
SG: Hey! Leave that out of this! This is wrestling, not Days of Our Lives! Seth gets it done in the ring.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring… weighing in at 120 pounds from Essex, England... ALLYSON GRACE MORROW!!!
((The arena in plunged into darkness as “”Big Bad Wolf” by In This Moment hits the speakers. A single yellow spotlight travels up the ramp, as it hits the stage, gold pyros go off and the lights come up to Ally Morrow standing on the stage, her hand on her hip staring out at the crowd with a smirk on her face. Allyson walks down the ramp occasionally pausing to smirk over her shoulder at the booing fans, she then climbs the steel steps and walks to the middle of the ropes, leaning her arms across the top rope, she sits on the middle rope like a throne and poses on it for a moment before pushing up and flipping over the top rope into the ring she lands on her feet and flips her long blonde hair back with a grin. She turns on her heels to come face to face with Seth, she taps the back of each heavily taped hand onto the palm of the other with a smirk on her face before sarcastically waving at Lawless, who simply rolls his eyes and signals at the official to ring the bell.))
KV: Ally might be playing mind games with her wave there but when the bell rings, Seth needs to be careful. Morrow has been brutal to her opponents since she signed with the company.
SG: And for that reason, I love her! She’s like a ball of chaos!
KV: I think she’s going to hurt someone to a point to where there’s no turning back and that’s scary.
((As soon as the bell is rung, Ally charges Seth, ducking his left arm as he swings for her, she turns on her heels and wrapping her leg around his ankles, pulls his legs out from under him and sends him face first to the mat, instead of following up with offense, she backs away and laughs, jeering at Seth and telling him to get up. Seth shakes his head with a laugh and gets back to his feet, turning to face Ally.))
KV: More mind games.
SG: It’s a submissions match, you need to have that in these kind of bouts!
KV: I can’t argue with you on that.
SG: You should never argue with me, how many times do I have to tell you that?
((Seth charges her this time and once again she ducks him with a sidestep, wrapping her arm around his neck as he barely passes her she pulls forward and with a slam brings him back down onto the mat, rolling up onto her knees she leans over him for a moment and blows him a kiss with a laugh before rolling back up onto her feet and retreating towards the ropes as Seth slams the canvas with annoyance and gets back to his feet a second or so after her. ))
KV: Ally is just playing with Lawless right now…
SG: She needs to be careful, Seth is no slouch inside the ring and she can only duck him for so long…
KV: It looks as though she just wants to humiliate the Anarchy Champion right now.
((As Ally taunts Seth, he stalks around the ring, as he comes up behind her he levels her with a sharp elbow to the back of the head, as she stumbles he catches her in a belly to back suplex and slams her down to the mat, immediately back to his feet, he leans over her with a laugh of his own, reaching down to grab a handful of her pastel dyed hair,wrapping his fingers in it, he places his boot over the ends of her hair and yanks upwards, instead of eliciting a yell, Ally makes almost a grunt sound; swinging her leg up with a hard kick to Seth’s kidneys she forces him to release his hold on her hair and she rolls away onto her knees, sitting back her hand touches the tender part of her head where he all but ripped her hair out.))
KV: I don’t think Ally is too pleased about Seth pulling her hair like that.
SG: Seth needs to be careful, Morrow isn’t someone you want to start seeing red because then she starts searching for blood.
KV: And we don’t want that. But I also think Seth can handle himself against anyone.
SG: I wasn’t saying that he couldn’t!
((Ally narrows her eyes slightly at Lawless as he approaches her this time, she catches his wrist as he grabs her, pulling him down to her level she wraps her leg around Seth’s arm with a grapevine, yanking down on his shoulder as her hands angle his wrist and snap his hand back with a crunch, breaking a finger or two. Seth cries out and Ally is cautioned, she lifts he hips slightly and slams down on the arm of Lawless, before the official can force her to break the hold, Seth brings his free arm round with a hard, closed fisted right to Ally’s face, connecting with her cheekbone.))
KV: What a punch!
SG: Lawless is pissed!
KV: I can’t believe he just straight punched her like that!
((Ally yelps and releases the hold, pushing her feet down on the canvas she moves away from Seth, her hand rubbing at her cheek as it flushes an angry red, the skin mottling already. Whilst she catches her breath from the hard shot, Seth drops to a knee and cradles his hand for a moment, his left index and middle finger swollen and discoloured, the official checks on Seth who nods he’s okay to continue. ))
KV: That was a desperate move by Seth…
SG: That was a smart move, that hold was illegal.
KV: No such thing in a submission only match.
((As the official bends to check on Ally, he moves to touch her cheek to check it for damage, she grabs the official by the shirt and shoves him into the oncoming Lawless, who coming at Ally with a big boot, accidentally hits the referee instead. As Lawless turns to check on the official, Ally blindsides Seth with an elbow to his temple, the shot knocks him off balance and she follows up with a hard kick to his leg before hooking her arm around Seth’s neck to roll him down to the mat, locking in a Calf Crusher!))
KV: Calf Crusher! This could be it!
SG: That move is brutal. I wonder if Seth can hold on.
KV: Only time will tell!
((Lawless, being bigger than Morrow is able to drag her, around his hooked leg t the ropes, as he grabs the bottom rope he lets out a yell. But Ally does not release, looking around he realizes that the official is still down, he begins to grab the bottom rope with both hands and pull,trying to force her to release the hold; Ally’s response is to push back, with a torque on the leg she drives her elbow into Seth’s spine, yanking the leg back at a dangerous angle. Just as she locks this in,a second official arrives in the ring and after the count, forces Ally to apply a rope break.))
SG: Damn referees! Always ruining all the fun!
KV: Ally keeps doing illegal things! She should be disqualified!
((As Ally backs away, she laughs slightly, rubbing her hand at her now already bruising cheek as she does, she nods her head and yells at Seth to get up, baiting and taunting him as she walks up and down the ropes; stalking him almost. As Seth gets to his knees, Ally charges him aiming for a knee to the back of the neck, but Seth moves and Ally hangs herself up in the ropes.))
KV: This could be bad for Ally!
SG: Seth is about to take back control of this match! He’s got her hair again!
KV: Damn it Seth! Don’t touch a woman’s hair!
((Seth grabs Ally by the hair, yanking her away from the ropes he turns and brings her down to the mat, wrapping his arms around her head and neck and locking in the Anaconda Vice.Ally immediately begins to shrimp her body, but Lawless pushes up on his feet and leans into the hold; Ally keps her hand up in the air, every time the official begins to question her, she shakes her hand in the air with a yell; Seth begins to tighten the hold, pushing back hard against Ally who’s arm begins to droop slightly.))
KV: Ally could be done here.
SG: Seth really wants to keep the Anarchy Championship. He’s been a great champion so far.
KV: It would look great for him if he was the first person ever to beat Allyson Morrow.
((Her arm is almost all the way to the mat when she suddenly seems to get a burst of energy, pushing up onto her own feet with all the effort left in her body she pushes up, just enough to ram her shoulder into the back of Seth’s head, as he reels from the shot, she brings her free hand up and grabs his newy grown hair, yanking back on it and extending his neck; as Lawless finally breaks the hold, Ally brings her hand down into a chop across Seth’s throat!))
KV: Allyson is making a comeback here.
SG: One thing you can say about her is that she doesn’t give up.
KV: Nobody has been able to keep her down yet.
((Both competitors lie on their back on the mat for a moment, Ally rubs a hand across her throat as does Seth. Ally is first to her feet, rounding on Seth she begins to stamp down on his head! Her boots fall hard for a few shots until she backs off, bending at the waist she grabs her knees trying to catch her breath after insuring Seth will stay down.))
KV: Ally is trying to catch her breath.
SG: Can’t blame her, this match has been intense.
((As Seth goes to get to his feet Ally charges in with a basketball slide, her boots hitting his face, using her hip to turn she rolls him into position and locks in the Kimura Lock, she wraps her legs around the midsection of Lawless as her arms pull up and back on Seth’s own arm, bending and twisting it at a sickening angle.))
KV: She’s going to break his arm!!
SG: This isn’t good! No it isn’t! I need Seth in my life!!
((As Seth yells out in pain, Ally lets out a ferocious scream and throws her body back against the canvas, pulling and yanking on the limb of Lawless as he tries to use his size advantage to roll, she brings her shoulders up off the mat and then slams back again, almost forcing his shoulder out of place with another scream of adrenaline,drowned out by the yell of pain coming from Lawless.))
KV: Morrow is relentless right now! She could end Seth’s career!
SG: Come on Seth! You can come back from this!
((The official check on Seth and he looks about to tap, just as he raises his free hand, Ally breaks the hold! She rolls away from the prone Lawless and gets to her feet, walking to the other side of the ring, she shakes her head ‘No’ the crowd begins to boo and she looks out at them all and laughs, waggling her finger no at them.))
KV: Wait… What the hell!?
SG: I don’t think she’s done playing.
KV: This is ridiculous!! She’s going to cost herself the match.
SG: Or she wants to do as much damage to Seth as possible.
((She walks up to Seth and grabs his already weakened arm, wrapping both hands around his wrist she begins to pull! Slowly she drags Seth towards the ring post, as she reaches it Seth pulls himself up to his feet and the two begins to trade blows, Seth brings his knee up to Ally’s abdomen and the shot lifts her feet off the canvas, as she hits the mat on her knees he turns away for a moment, rotating his now damaged shoulder.))
KV: See? Seth is back in control.
SG: Is he though? Ally is laughing!
((Ally laughs slightly from her position on her knees and Seth turns to face her, reaching down he grabs her around the throat, one of his large hands easily wrapping around it and as he begins to choke her, he pulls her back up to her feet… Ally’s nails dig into Seth’s hand and break the skin; her nails drag his blood across the back of his hand but Seth doesn’t even flinch as he stares into Ally’s eyes, only tightening the choke.))
SG: Seth looks like he’s ready to choke the life out of her. I haven’t seen him this angry!
KV: This match is turning into a lot more than a submissions match. The referee needs to stop this.
((As Seth is so focused on choke Ally, she begins to flag and he doesn’t notice her shift her weight and it’s too late when her right foot hits him square between the legs with a flat foot kick. Iimmediately he lets go of Ally and hits the mat; instead of capitalizing, Ally backs away and retreats to the corner; she leans back against the post and runs a hand across her throat; she stares at Seth lying on the mat as she tenderly rubs at her now red throat, where he has left a very prominent hand mark.))
KV: A desperate kick by Ally Morrow. Look at those marks on her neck!
SG: She kicked him in the balls! You don’t kick a man in his balls! This is a submission match damn it! He had her in a front choke lock!
KV: He was trying to kill her!
SG: SEMANTICS!!!
((As Seth begins to get to his feet, Ally sneers turning away from him and the official for a moment, Seth comes for her in the corner and it met with an elbow to the bridge of his nose, forcing him back a step; she follows through with a sidekick to his ribs and kidney areas, a few stinging and sharp kicks back Seth to the middle of the ring,Ally turns from him and runs the ropes once, as she bounces off she jumps at him and he catches her, wrapping her legs around his midsection, she spits mist at close range directly into his eyes.))
KV: The mist! Ally just spit the mist in Seth’s eyes!
SG: Damn it! I was hoping she was more of a swallower!
KV: SAMUEL!
SG: DON’T JUDGE ME!
((Seth scrambles and goes to drop Ally but she uses the momentum to throw her body back and flip Seth to the canvas, keeping her legs wrapped around him she tightens her legs up into scissors and brings his same, damaged left arm down into a variation of an arm bar, yanking on the all but blinded Seth’s arm as she yells out, but refuses to tap.))
SG: Seth shows how much of a fighter he is.
KV: He is one of the greatest champions our company has seen so far.
SG: Damn right!
((As Ally pulls back again, she throws her head back to far and few of Seth’s blind knees find the back of her head, after the third strike she is forced to let go and rolls away to the other side of the ring, She grabs the middle ropes and squats down, leaning her back against the ring post as she watches Seth try to wipe the mist from his eyes and face, the blinding black substance clinging to his skin.))
SG: Seth can’t get that crap of off him.
KV: That mist is made of something weird.
SG: It makes you wonder…
KV: Shut up!
((Ally stares him down as he rolls around on the mat for a few more moments, nursing the arm she has been targeting for some time now, as she watches him she bounces on her spot, shaking the ropes slightly with her hands, obviously getting herself hyped for something, all touch of her earlier jovial nature long gone from her face; though the mics can’t pick up the words she seems to be quietly urging Seth to get up, her lips moving as she whispers something across the ring he likely cannot hear.))
KV: Seth is not in a good position here.
((Seth rolls up onto his knees, sitting back on them for a moment he again wipes his bloodied hand across his face to clear some of the mist from his eyes, Ally laughs softly to herself as she watches him do this, she watches him get to his feet and slowly turn to face her. She does not move from her spot, as Seth pulls back and with a roll of his shoulders, he charges at Ally, who at the last moment uses the bottom rope to pull herself under it and to the outside, leaving Seth to connect shoulder first with the ring post.))
KV: Ouch! Seth is taking a beating tonight!
SG: Just like the ones he gives Amber!
KV: That’s uncalled for! That was Renee who did that when he was with Amber.
SG: Once again… SEMANTICS!
((Ally stands on the outside, she steps up close to the ring post and smiles at Seth who grabs for her, she ducks his grab with an evasive shoulder twist before stepping back again, she begins to skip around the ring almost taking her time on the outside as Seth draws himself back up to his full height, but doesn’t allow himself to be drawn to the outside like others have.))
SG: Seth is playing it smart.
KV: I can agree with that. He’s not playing into Ally’s games.
((She calls out to him and beckons him to come and get her as she wanders around the ring, the same small, humorless smile on her lips as she watches him pace the ropes like a caged animal, eventually she runs at the ring and jumps onto the apron,sliding under the bottom rope but Seth is ready for her and grabbing the top rope, he jumps up to drop his boot down hard on the side of her head. Ally is just able to get an arm up to protect herself. Seth is cautioned away from the ropes to allow Ally entry to the ring.))
KV: Ally is being so disrespectful and she just got what she deserved.
SG: Seth is being disrespectful for not letting her fairly into the ring!
((As Ally gets to her feet Seth pulls her into a belly to belly suplex, nailing her with a second before bringing his body around to hers and locking in her own Scream for Me! As Seth pulls on the triangle choke hold, pushing Ally’s body and his into the mat she continually shakes her head in response to the officials checks, occasionally screaming at him to get out of her face as Seth tightens the hold and cuts off her voice.))
SG: Seth is using Ally’s own move on her!
KV: Adding insult to injury.
SG: Indeed!
((Ally stacks forward up on Seth’s body forcing his heel up onto her shoulder she continues to stack and postures up with her head, forcing her body up Seth uses her undered arm to grabs at his chest and scratch down hard, whilst her over arm hooks at the leg up on her shoulder and breaks the hold with a stack down to his abdomen. As she breaks the hold she drops her shoulder with her full body weight into his abdomen, she allows herself the space to get away from the hold.))
KV: And Ally is out of the hold!
SG: She’s crafty.
((Seth slams the mat in frustration as Ally gets to her feet and backs off for a moment, readjusting her plans and catching her breath, as Seth gets up though, she charges him with a jump and locks in a new move; A converted Deathlock with an Octopus stretch! Seth’s body is entirely wrapped up in Ally’s as she torques his shoulder, all but pulling it loose, stretches his ribs to popping and wraps her leg around his throat, choking him out, all of her limbs and movements are used to encapsulate him in the hold entirely.))
SG: I think Seth is ready to give up!
KV: Can you blame him!? She’s got that hold in tight!
((Seth tries to tap out but Ally screams no, she tells him she wants to hear it,screaming at him to say the words, Seth continues to tap against her leg and the bell is rung but still Ally will not release the hold, eventually unable to get an ‘I Quit’ from Lawless she throws her shoulders back and entirely wrenches his, forcing Seth to pass out. Only then does she untangle herself from Seth, rolling up onto her feet.))
KV: He passed out! Seth passed out!
SG: He had nothing left to give. Wow. Ally Morrow. New Anarchy Champion!
KV: You got to give it up to Seth for lasting like he did. What a showing. So much respect for him.
SG: I agree. Seth is still the man!
DING! DING! DING!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner and newwwww Anarchy Champion… ALLYSON… GRACE…. MORROWWWWWW!
((The official approaches her with the Anarchy Championship, Ally grabs the title from the official and nods at him to raise her hand, as he does so she thrusts the belt into the air, as he crowd boos she laughs and snatches her hand away from the official.))
KV: Allyson Morrow is going to bring her own form of Anarchy to #FSociety.
SG: Which is a scary thought for a lot of the folks in the back.
((Ally walks over to Seth and stands over him, her heels pressing against his shoulders she bends over and presses the faceplate of the belt against a still out cold Seth’s cheek, she runs the title over his face yelling at him to kiss it goodbye before laughing again and straightening up with a shrug, before turning and climbing the turnbuckle, holding the belt up in the air with both hands now as her music hits, accompanied by a booing crowd.))
KV: So disrespectful!
SG: Wait, who is that!?
KV: That’s Gavin Grimes!!
((Gavin Grimes jumps over the barricade and slides into the ring and he’s behind Ally. The fans boos turn to cheers which cues Ally to knowing something is up. She turns around and is surprised by a hard kick to the gut by Gavin. He grabs her by the head and the fans start to go nuts. Gavin then drives Ally’s head into the mat, nailing her with a Headlock Driver.))
KV: The Crowning! Gavin just nailed Ally with The Crowning!
SG: What the!? Why is he doing this? He’s not even signed here!
KV: The crowd is going nuts right now!
((Gavin leans down and trash talks to Ally before reaching down and grabbing the Anarchy Championship. He holds it up in the air above Ally with a smirk on his face as the fans go absolutely nuts. Gavin then lies the championship belt over Ally’s limp body and slides out of the ring and begins walking backwards up the ramp with a grin on his face.))
KV: What does this mean?
SG: I don’t know but that asshole has some explaining to do! He just ruined Ally’s moment!
KV: Indeed! Well, now it’s time to cut backstage!
((The camera cuts to the backstage area where Adrien Cochrane is standing in front of the #FSociety banner in the interview area. The fans cheer loudly for the #FSociety Heavyweight Champion as the camera pans out to reveal Tim Anderson standing next to the Dropkick King with a microphone in hand.))
Tim Anderson: Hello, everyone. I am here with our champion, the Dropkick King himself, Adrien Cochrane. Adrien, you are less than an hour away from stepping into that ring out there to defend your title against Alex Jones and Tyson Gregory. What's going through your mind right now as that moment inches closer and closer?
Adrien Cochrane: Just trying to make sure that I am mentally prepared for this match. And I think the events leading to this match has helped me stay hungry to win more and more as time progresses. I mean, early this morning, I get tagged in a tweet by a young rookie who you can do some six degrees of separation with Tyson and not travel very far to get there, stating that she hopes my girlfriend is prepared to give me a "Sorry you lost" card after the show. And this was the kind of thing that was going on during the first match with Tyson where I would have some people associated with him basically throw out as many tweets and other forms of social media to try to insult me or berate me.
But it didn't work. And it isn't going to work this time either. Every single time a person tells me that I can't do something or that I'm not good enough, that chip just keeps getting bigger, it's another barrel of gasoline poured on the fire. And the only thing I've gotta say is this: keep them coming. Keep all the tweets and insults and cheap shots you want. The more you guys don't take me seriously as the champion of this company, the more I want to prove you all wrong. And maybe, one day, people will realize that if they want to take this championship off me, they will have to acknowledge that I am one of the toughest competitors in wrestling. If they want someone else to be our champion, they are going to have to take me seriously.
Tim Anderson: You sound ready to go.
Adrien Cochrane: I am, Tim. And instead of making snarky comments about it on Twitter, I'm going to do what I do best. I'm going to use my actions instead of my words to prove to everyone that this championship belt belongs to me. Thank you for your time, Tim.
Tim Anderson: Thank you, Adrien. Back to you Khristina Valentine and Samuel Griffen.
((The scene cuts away.))
((The scene cuts to Gavin Grimes walking backstage when Daniella Cabello catches up to him with a microphone in hand.))
Daniella Cabello: Gavin! Gavin! Can I have a word?
((Gavin turns around with a smirk on his face as he nods.))
Gavin Grimes: Sure, what is it?
((Dani smiles brightly before speaking.))
Daniella Cabello: What was that attack on Allyson Morrow for? Were you just trying to prove a point? Are you signed to #FSociety? What’s the deal?
((Gavin grins and shrugs his shoulders.))
Gavin Grimes: That’s a lot of questions that need time to be answered. I’ll talk about Ally when I feel like it. But I’ll let you and everyone else know one thing… I’m coming for her.
((Gavin starts to walk away before turning around.))
Gavin Grimes: Oh, as for being signed to #FSociety? You can bet your ass I am.
((He turns and walks away and Dani goes to say something else but is at a loss for words due to the huge signing that just happened. The scene cuts away to the next match now.))
Match Eight: Steel Cage Match
Pretty Boy Floyd versus Clown
KV: Here we go! The Cage match! Floyd versus The Clown!
SG: This is going to be crazy!
Jennifer Taylor - And his opponent, hailing from St Petes, Florida and weighing in at 237 pounds… PRETTY BOYYYYY FLOYDDDD!
(("G.O.A.T." by The Cult blasts out over the PA system. Pretty Boy Floyd slowly walks out onto the center of the stage. Looking around him, he starts to nod to the crowd and raises his arms outright. Walking down the ramp he basically ignores most of the jeers and cheers thrown his way before reaching the steps. Climbing to the apron he stops and looks round behind him, finally acknowledging those in attendance. He smirks at them before side jumping over the top rope. Walking backwards to the centre of the ring he drops to one knee before, again, lifting his arms outright.))
SG: Floyd looks ready for this fight. He’s looking to get this Clown out of his hair.
KV: I can’t blame him either. He’s been attacked far too many times.
SG: Let’s see if he can finally rid himself of this nuisance but these Clowns have been tricky.
((Almost at the same time as Floyd enters the ring, one of the clowns comes through the crowd and slides into the ring. He is wearing black pants, a black hoodie, and a clown mask.))
KV: The cage is lowering!
((The lights in the arena dim as the cage above the ring begins to be lowered around the Clown and Pretty Boy Floyd who are standing across from each other in the ring. The cage reaches the bottom and the lights come back on fully. The referee signals for the bell and Floyd charges angrily towards the Clown.))
DING! DING! DING!
KV: Floyd looking to start this off quickly!
SG: Could be a mistake!
((Floyd launches towards the Clown but the Clown quickly rolls out of the way. Floyd almost collides into the turnbuckle but he catches himself on the ropes. Floyd turns around and is met by a superkick that sends him collapsing down onto the canvas.))
KV: Superkick!
SG: Was he mimicking Floyd’s Melon Melt or is that just something in his arsenal?
KV: That’s a good question, Samuel. Could it be Dirk Bentley!?
SG: Shut up, Khristina! It obviously isn’t!
((The clown climbs the turnbuckle and looks down at Floyd.))
KV: What could he be going for?
SG: I don’t know but it’s gonna be huge.
((The Clown leaps off and goes for a Frog Splash but Floyd lifts his knees in the air and the Clown’s ribs collide with his knees. The Clown holds onto his ribs and crawls to the corner as Floyd gets to his feet. Floyd charges The Clown and delivers a knee to his head.))
KV: Floyd has taken control here.
SG: I don’t like it! That Clown is cool as hell! Come on Clown!
((Floyd picks the Clown up from the canvas and grabs him by his mask and throws the Clown face first into the cage which he bounces off of hard. The Clown stumbles to his feet and Floyd nails him with a thunderous Melon Melt.))
KV: This match just started and there’s been huge moves happening already! This is insane.
SG: I think Floyd is going the the win. He’s looking to climb up and out.
((Floyd starts to climb up the cage and The Clown begins to stir.))
SG: The Clown is getting up!
KV: That’s not good for Floyd. Clowns aren’t good for anyone!
SG: This is the only Clown I’m cool with!
((The Clown runs towards the ropes and quickly leaps up onto them, showing a great amount of athleticism. Floyd is almost to the top but The Clown catches up to him quickly. Floyd tries to drive his elbow into The Clown but he dodges it. The Clown then begins to deliver brutal kicks to Floyd’s back until Floyd drops down off of the cage back inside of the ring.))
KV: That’s one athletic clown! My goodness!
SG: He’s obviously been doing this for awhile. He looks like he belongs in that ring and in that cage in face.
((The Clown climbs up to the very top of the cage and it looks like he’s about to climb out but instead he stands up on the top and the fans start to go nuts. The Clown looks around before turning his back towards Floyd. Floyd begins to stir and get up and The Clown leaps backwards, performing a moonsault and he lands directly on Floyd who had just gotten up. Both men are now lying lifelessly on the mat.))
KV: OH MY GOD!!
SG: What a move! This Clown is insane! Somebody give this man a contract! Robb Hardy! Chris Night! SIGN THIS GUY!
KV: I wouldn’t sign him! He’s a jerk!
((The two men lie there for a few seconds before The Clown wraps his arm over Floyd and the referee starts a pinfall count.))
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KV: THR-NO! Floyd kicks out!
SG: Wow! He really kicked out of that? That’s insane!
KV: This match has been insane.
((The Clown gets up and kicks Floyd in the chest. He then grabs Floyd’s legs and lifts them up before stomping down on his chest. The Clown then puts his leg between Floyd’s and locks him in a sharpshooter, turning him over onto his chest and Floyd screams out in pain.))
KV: Sharpshooter!
SG: I’ve seen enough submissions for tonight damn it!
KV: Oh come on!
((Floyd looks like he’s about to tap but he twists his legs enough to overpower the Clown who is a bit smaller than he is. Floyd stumbles to his feet and the Clown charges him and goes for a spinning wheel kick but Floyd catches the Clown in the air, lifts him up and nails a sitdown powerbomb pin.))
KV: What a counter!
SG: And he’s got the pin!
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SG: The Clown kicks out!
KV: Floyd is showed his savvy with the counter and now he’s heading for the cage door.
((The outside referee begins to unchain the door and opens it and Floyd goes to exit but the Clown rolls him up with a schoolboy.))
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KV: Floyd kicks!
SG: And the cage is closed again.
((Both men get to their feet and The Clown goes for a superkick but Floyd ducks it. Floyd goes for a superkick of his own but The Clown ducks his too and then leaps up in the air and grabs Floyd be the face, nailing him with a cutter.))
KV: A CUTTER!
SG: FROM OUTTA NOWHERE!
KV: The Clown is covering Floyd!
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SG: KICKOUT FLOYD!
KV: What a match so far!
((The Clown gets up and runs to the cage door and demands for it to be opened. The referee takes the chain off and opens the door. The Clown gets halfway out but Floyd is up on his feet and charging. Floyd grabs the cage and swings it back and it nails The Clown in the head. Floyd then swings it several times into The Clown’s head, causing his body to go limp. Floyd pulls The Clown back in and the cage is closed back up. Floyd covers The Clown.))
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SG: THR-NO! Clown kicks out!
KV: Wow! He took a brutal beating from that cage door. Can’t believe he kicked.
((Floyd slaps the mat in frustration and looks up at the top of the cage. He shakes his head and stands up before he starts to climb up it. The Clown begins to stir and he starts to climb up the cage as well.))
KV: The Clown is making his way up the cage quickly!
SG: Floyd needs to be careful!
((Floyd begins his ascent up the cage and he’s two thirds of the way up when The Clown is back up and beginning to climb as well. Floyd slowly makes his way up but The Clown begins to gain on him. Floyd is up at the top and has one foot over but The Clown grabs Floyd’s over foot.))
KV: The Clown has Floyd’s foot!
SG: That’s not good.
((Floyd kicks The Clown off and The Clown holds onto the cage with one hand before gathering himself and grabbing Floyd again.The Clown pulls himself to the top of the cage and sits on top of it with Floyd and the two begins to trade right and left blows.))
KV: This is dangerous!
SG: Someone is going to get hurt!
((The Clown throws an elbow and it connects with Floyd’s jaw. Floyd is dazed and The Clown grabs him by his hair. The Clown gets to his feet and pulls Floyd up with him. Floyd shoves The Clown back and The Clown almost loses his balance.))
SG: The Clown is gonna fall!
KV: No! He’s gaining his balance.
((The Clown moves quickly towards Floyd after gaining his balance and he jumps in the air before wrapping his legs around Floyd’s neck. The Clown flips backwards, sending Floyd down into the ring with a hurricanrana but The Clown lets his legs go from Floyd and catches his grip on the cage, saving himself from the fall down to the bottom. Floyd lands hard on his back and looks out of it.))
KV: Oh my God! What did we just see!? That’s never been done before!
SG: He jus- He did what?
KV: He nailed Floyd with a hurricanrana and then caught himself on the cage somehow. He’s climbing up now.
((The Clown makes it to the top of the cage and then climbs over to onto the outside of it before climbing down a bit and then leaping down with his feet touching the ground, winning the match.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: The Clown looked impressive tonight. And they actually settled this in the ring.
SG: Let’s hope this is over.
((The Clown heads over to the cage door as the referee starts to open it back up. The Clown grabs the referee and tosses him away. He steps back into the ring as Floyd starts to get back up. Two clowns come out through the crowd and hop the barrier. One clown wearing grey joins the black hoodie in the ring while the third one wearing dark blue has a chain and locks the cage from the inside.))
KV: Come on. What is this?
SG: This isn’t good for Floyd.
KV: This is the first time we’ve ever seen three clowns in one place. It’s always been two.
((The Clowns circle around Floyd and then start to attack. Floyd tries to fight back but the numbers are too much. Horus comes running down the ramp and starts to climb the cage. One of the clowns climbs up and knocks him back. A group of security team members come running down and they surround the cage. People keep trying to scale the cage but every time they get close one of the clowns meets them at the top of the cage and knocks them down. The Clowns take turns beating away at Floyd in the ring and keeping Horus and the security out of the ring.))
KV: This is crazy.
SG: No one can get in the ring.
((Horus finally makes his way over the top and the clowns are outnumbered. The Clown in black escapes out the cage while the other two men try and fight their way against everyone that floods into the cage. The clown wearing dark blue also manages to escape and heads out through the crowd with the first one. The clown in gray gets held by Horus as Floyd slowly gets up. Floyd musters enough strength and connects with a Melon Melt. Both Floyd and the clown fall to their knees. Floyd grabs him by the mask and rips it off.))
KV: That’s… Bully McCarron.
SG: Huh?
KV: What are the I-!0 Connection doing as part of these clowns?
SG: I knew I didn’t like those guys.
KV: This doesn’t make sense.
((The cage finally begins to rise up as Floyd is helped to the back and Bully McCarron is still left laying on his back in the middle of the ring with his mask on his chest.))
KV: Sadly, I don’t think this story is over.
SG: Not by a longshot.
((The scene cuts backstage to Seth Lawless walking backstage and he’s walking very gingerly as he does so. Daniella Cabello cuts him off for an interview.))
Daniella Cabello: Seth, do you have anything to say about your match and how you feel about losing the Anarchy Championship?
((Seth rolls his eyes and has a frustrated look on his face.))
Seth Lawless: Dani, I’m not in the mood for this shit. Please, just leave me alone.
((He begins to walk away when a boot comes from out of nowhere, hitting Seth squarely in the chin and he’s knocked down by a superkick. Dirk Bentley walks into the scene and stands over Seth with a grin on his face. Dani walks up to Dirk and holds the microphone up to his face.))
Daniella Cabello: Dirk, why did you just attack Seth like that? What’s the deal!?
((Dirk laughs and shakes his head.))
Dirk Bentley: What? Did you think that I wouldn’t come back for the fuckers who took me out? I’m coming for them one by one and it starts with this steaming pile of cow shit. See ya around, Seth.))
((Dani’s eyes widen in surprise as Dirk kicks Seth’s arm before walking away and the scene cuts away.))
((The scene shifts backstage, in front of a banner bearing the #FSociety logo. We see the #FSociety Tag Team Champions, Aurora and Damon Graves, standing there with their championship belts draped over their shoulders. Their usual confident smiles are replaced with cold, determined stares as they peer into the camera.))
Damon: We’re going to keep this short and sweet, because to be honest, I’m done talking.
Aurora: It was all fun and games at Turmoil two months ago, when we stood in the ring with Any Given Sundae. But tonight... Insurrection... the time for fun and games is long gone.
Damon: When we step into that ring tonight, our titles on the line, we FINALLY get the chance to do what we’ve been wanting to do since we won the #FSociety Tag Team Championships, and that’s show the world why we deserve to be at the top of the tag team division.
Aurora: Many times, we’ve gone to Robb Hardy, asking why we haven’t hand the opportunity to defend our titles, only to be told “all in good time.” We accepted the fact that some of the tag teams that had formed since we came to #FSociety were no longer around, and we accepted the fact that the tag team division was little more than a few thrown-together tandems, a one-night-only nostalgia team, and us.
Damon: We tried to give Locke and Keyes credit for being the first team to step up to the plate and earn a shot. A shot that even THEY aren’t sure what they did to deserve it. Rather than just run with it, they use their time to show that they’re just like everyone else that tried to shit on us for not defending our championships.
Aurora: Way to set yourselves apart from the rest of the crowd, girls. I’m disappointed in you. But don’t worry... you’re about to get almost everything you want tonight. You’ll get your chance to stand in the spotlight...
Damon: You’ll get your chance to show the world what you’re made of...
Aurora: But there’s one thing you won’t be getting...
Damon: Technically, two things...
((Husband and wife hold up their championships.))
Aurora and Damon: The #FSociety Tag Team Championships!
Aurora: Daisy Locke, Sarah Keyes, as of right now, we are officially DONE with the idea of just talking about history. Two and a half months ago, Damon and I made history when we were crowned the first #FSociety Tag Team Champions, a title that we’ve carried with pride, despite the fact that we haven’t had the chance to defend these belts as often as we would like. Still, whether we win or lose tonight, that’s one thing that NO ONE will ever be able to take away from us.
((They return their titles to their shoulders, continuing to stare into the camera.))
Damon: To hell with talking about history – tonight, Aurora and I will continue to MAKE history!
((Aurora and Damon walk out of frame as the scene cuts away.))
Match Nine: #FSociety Tag Team Championship Match
Locke & Keyes versus Rebel Ink (Champions)
KV: We’ve got a big Tag Team Title defense up next.
SG: Finally the champions Rebel Ink have to defend their titles.
KV: We’ve seen the continue development of the tag team division over recent weeks while Damon and Aurora Graves both have had some success working towards some singles success.
SG: Is that really an excuse?
KV: Aurora of course beat the #FSociety Champion Adrien Cochrane and has earned herself a future title shot and her husband Damon was on the runner up team from the Trios Tournament and was very close to having been in the main event tonight.
SG: It’s time for them to put those belts on the line.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is an #FSociety Tag Team Title Match scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first… the challengers... at a combined weight of 254 pounds and from London, Ohio... they are LOCKE AND KEYES!!!
((“Iodine” by Icon for Hire hits over the PA system. Sarah Keyes comes spinning out from the back with her arms extended out. She knees down at the center of the stage as her partner Daisy Locke comes out and stands over her. Daisy leans over, draping her arms over her partner and whispers something into her ear. They both then stand up and play to the crowd as they head down to the ring. They slide into the ring together, with Keyes spinning around a little with her arms still out. Keyes pops her head through the ropes with her arms out and Locke comes up from behind her and stands over her with her arms in the air. They head to the opposite side of the ring and repeat this process for the other side of the crowd. The two ladies stand together and whisper back and forth as they wait for the match to start.))
KV: This is the biggest match in the young careers of both Daisy Locke and Sarah Keyes.
SG: I take back my earlier statement. If this is the best team we have to offer as challengers, Rebel Ink shouldn’t have to defend the belts.
KV: These two young ladies have been successful so far and put up a great fight against Aurora Graves and Adrien Cochrane one month ago.
SG: So essentially they lost a big match and were rewarded with a title shot?
KV: I wouldn’t frame it that way, but essentially… yes.
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 348 pounds… Hailing from Long Beach, California... the #FSOCIETY TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… they are AURORA GRAVES 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 Graves 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: This will be the first title defense for Rebel Ink here in #FSociety but do they hold a big win over fan favorites Any Given Sundae at our last supershow Turmoil.
SG: I may not like the two of them, especially Damon. And I don’t like that they haven’t defended their titles. But they’re good.
KV: There’s no doubt that this is a formidable team and this should be a great battle.
((Locke and Keyes take the center of the ring and offer their hands out for handshakes. Rebel Ink take a moment but reciprocate the gesture before the match starts out.))
SG: I hate that.
KV: I love it.
SG: Let’s get this match started so people can hit each other.
((Aurora Graves and Daisy Locke start things out for their respective teams.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The two women lock up and Daisy twists Aurora into a hammerlock. Aurora quickly spins out of the hold and into a hammerlock of her own. Daisy does another turn and ends up back in the prime position. Aurora continues to look for escapes and pulls down on Daisy’s head, turning over into a position for a vertical suplex. She lifts Daisy up but Daisy fights to try and block it. Aurora can’t lift her all the way up but manages to dump her over the top rope and to the apron. Daisy doesn’t let go of Aurora and pulls her over the top rope by the head and to the apron as well. The two ladies start trading punches as they hold onto the top rope and try to avoid falling back. Aurora knocks Locke back a few steps with a side kick to the midsection. She then charges forward and takes them both to the floor with a flying clothesline. They both end up in the corner and Graves gets up to her feet first.))
KV: That’s the way to get things started off with a big shot there.
SG: Aurora with a huge move to start things off hot.
((Sarah Keyes comes into the ring, charges towards the corner they are in, jumps off the second turnbuckle, and takes out Graves with a flying senton splash.))
KV: OH MY!
SG: Where did she come from?
KV: A huge splash to the outside from Keyes.
((Locke and Keyes pull themselves up together. Damon graves runs down the apron and jumps onto both of them and takes everybody down on the outside.))
KV: This is just a crazy start to things.
SG: I’ve never seen a tag match go from zero to one hundred like that.
KV: The referee has to start a count and we’re only moments into this one.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
((Damon helps his wife up first and then they both work to pull Locke up as well.))
FIVE
SIX
((Rebel Ink roll Locke into the ring and Aurora follows in after her. Locke pushes up to her hands and knees so Aurora levels her with a knee to the midsection. Locke rolls over and back up into the same position. Graves hits her with another knee to the body, pushes her down, and goes for a cover.))
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KV: Kickout at two!
SG: She should have kept hitting her in the ribs. That was effective.
KV: Aurora isn’t letting up at all.
((Aurora tags Damon in and then guides Daisy up to her feet. Aurora holds her in position for a Russian leg sweep. Damon hits Daisy with a dropkick to the knees and Aurora slams her forward with a reverse leg sweep to the face.))
KV: Great teamwork from Rebel Ink right there.
SG: That looked kind of cool.
KV: Keyes is back up on the apron, and while its very early in this match, Locke needs to get to her partner.
((Damon pulls her up to her knees and connects with some punches to the top of her head. He then hooks her around the head and drops back with a DDT. Damon grapevines Daisy’s left leg around his right and crosses her left ankle under her right knee. Stepping over, Damon drops to the mat and wrenches back on Locke’s leg in an inside toe hold inverted figure four. Daisy screams out and reaches for the ropes as Graves does his best to maintain strong positioning in the middle of the ring.))
KV: He has her in his Luck Runs Out.
SG: These two aren’t playing around.
KV: We’re still moments into this match and Rebel Ink are throwing everything they have at the rookies.
((Damon Graves continues to rip at Daisy’s legs, but she pulls herself little by little towards the ropes. Daisy makes one last push and manages to grab the bottom rope. Graves lets go of the hold and backs off, while Daisy starts to pull herself up using the ropes. Graves comes back at her and connects with some kicks to her chest. He then backs off again with Locke still pressed up against the ropes. Damon charges forward and looks for a flying knee but Locke moves out of the way at the last second. Graves hits the ropes and bounces back into the ring. Locke stumbles forward and tags Keyes back in. Keyes springboards off the top rope, onto the top turnbuckle, and then connects with a moonsault onto Damon. She stays on top of him and goes for the cover.))
KV: Triple jump moonsault!
SG: Another big move in this crazy match.
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((Graves powers out at two and sits up. Keyes backs off and connects with a dropkick to Damon’s back. He remains in a seated position so Keyes kicks him across the chest and then drops him back with a spinning back kick. She turns her back to the grounded Graves and drops down on top of him with a standing moonsault. She hooks Damon’s leg and goes for another cover.))
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KV: Thr… No!
SG: There’s still a lot more to go in this one.
KV: Both of these teams are unloading on each other.
((Keyes starts to look to her own corner where Daisy puts her hand out and looks ready for the tag. Keyes holds Damon by the head and tags Locke back in. Locke wheelbarrows Graves up and Keyes plants him with a DDT. Locke pulls Graves up from behind with a hammerlock. She pushes him forward and releases him into the ropes. He bounces back and Locke connects with a European uppercut to the back of his head. She grabs him from behind with another hammerlock and throws him back with a belly to back hammerlock suplex.))
KV: Mycroft’s Move. She dropped him on the back of his head.
SG: Damon Graves is in trouble, boy.
KV: Locke drops down for another cover.
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((Aurora dives in and breaks up the pin just in time. She steps back out of the ring before Locke can do anything back to her.))
KV: Aurora sensed she needed to step in there.
SG: That was probably a smart move.
((Locke pulls Damon up, but he manages to push her back into the ropes and then across the ring. Locke hits the ropes and comes back for a discus clothesline. Graves ducks under it and then clips her from behind with a chop block. Aurora sticks out her hand and Damon is able to tag his wife in. Aurora hurries in to pull Locke back towards their corner by the leg. She then drops down onto Daisy’s leg with an elbow drop. Aurora hooks Daisy by the legs and starts trying to turn her over into a Texas Cloverleaf. Daisy tries to block the move, reaches up, and then rolls Aurora back with a schoolboy.))
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((Aurora quickly pushes Daisy off of her and the two women roll up to their feet. Aurora immediately drops Locks with a superkick that sends her falling back into a seated position in the corner. Aurora takes a few steps back and then charges in with a Bronco Buster into the corner.))
KV: Pie in the Face.
SG: I love it.
KV: Aurora almost got caught by a rollup but regained her balance and took control right back in this one.
((Aurora pulls Locke out of the corner by her legs and goes for the pin.))
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KV: Locke with the kickout at two!
SG: She’s in a bad place right now.
KV: Damon Graves is back in with a tag.
((Damon steps back in and Rebel Ink throw Daisy over with a double suplex. Daisy slowly gets up to her feet in the corner. Graves charges across the ring and lands a huge running clothesline into the corner on her. He then pulls Daisy out, hooks her around the head, and spikes her with an inverted STO in the middle of the ring. He turns her over and goes for another cover.))
KV: He hit that perfectly.
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KV: Thr… No! So close!
SG: I thought that was it.
KV: Damon Graves had the closest pin of the night with that one.
((Graves tags Aurora back in while Daisy starts to get up to her knees. Aurora lines up and looks for a running knee strike but Daisy ducks back and narrowly avoids it. She pops back up to her feet just as Aurora stops her momentum and turns back. Graves then walks into a spinebuster slam that leaves both women down in the middle of the ring. Daisy rallies up first and lays herself out to get Keyes back in. Keyes waits for Aurora to get back up and then springboards off the top rope and hits her with a flying kick to the chest. Keyes looks across the ring at Damon and charges at the ropes near him. She springboards off the second rope and comes back with an axe kick to the back of Aurora’s head. She hooks Aurora by the legs as quickly as she can and goes for a cover.))
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KV: Thr… No! Damon Graves with a huge save!
SG: Do whatever it takes to keep those belts. I love that.
KV: Keyes connected with Watson’s Cut but Rebel Ink isn’t done yet.
((Locke comes back in and kicks Damon back away with a boot to his chest. Aurora gets up and Daisy knocks her back into the opposite corner with some forearm shots. Keyes hits a running dropkick into the corner on Damon. Locke and Keyes turn and look at each other before trying to whip Rebel Ink into each other. Aurora gets flipped over by Damon and she takes Keyes down with a flying crossbody. On the other side of the ring Damon walks into a spinning back kick to the midsection from Locke and then gets tossed over the top rope. Aurora hits the ropes with a front handspring and then comes back with a flying back elbow to knock Locke down. Aurora steps back and lines up for the running knee strike again.))
KV: She’s not going to stop until she connects with One Foot in the Grave.
SG: It’s a knockout blow when she lands it.
KV: She’s got Daisy lined up again.
((Aurora charges forward for a running knee strike but Keyes pops in out of nowhere with a superkick that sends Aurora down. Keyes helps her partner up and they each hooks Aurora by her arms and legs. The two women swing back and slam Aurora down a rolling leg scissors slam.))
KV: Locke and Keyes with The Reichenback Fall.
SG: She landed hard there.
KV: That could be it.
((Before Locke and Keyes can do anything more Damon Graves comes in and levels both women with a double clothesline. He slams Daisy in the back a few times and this time it is his turn to toss her out of the ring. He helps to pull Aurora up and then turns his attention to Sarah Keyes. He lifts Keyes up for a powerbomb and is joined in on slamming Keyes down to the mat with a neckbreaker from Aurora. Aurora drops down for a cover.))
KV: Another huge double team.
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KV: Thr… No!
SG: I can’t believe it.
KV: Locke with another last second save.
((Daisy jumps in for the save with an elbow to the back of Aurora’s head. Graves pulls her up and knocks her back into the ropes with some punches and kicks. He takes a step back and then charges forward. Damon and Daisy Locke spill over the top rope and to the outside after a running splash from Graves. Aurora finds herself in the corner again as Keyes is the one in the center of the ring, trying to get up from her knees. Aurora charges forward and this time is able to connect with a running knee strike to the head.))
KV: She got it. One Foot in the Grave.
SG: That’s it.
KV: Aurora has the legs hooked.
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KV: Thr… No! What? How did she kick out?
((Keyes kicks out at the very last possible second. Aurora looks on in shock as she stares down at Keyes. Aurora starts to pull Keyes back up and Damon Graves is up on the apron. Aurora tags her husband in. Damon lifts Keyes up onto his shoulders in a seated position while Aurora heads up to the top rope. Locke jumps up onto the apron and pushes Aurora off the top rope and all the way down to the floor. Keyes starts punching away at Damon and drops down off his shoulders and drops down behind him. She then pushes Damon forward and into an elbow from Locke. Daisy comes back in the ring and pulls Damon up into position for an inverted hammerlock DDT. Keyes jumps up to the top rope and comes down with a flying double stomp to Damon’s chest while Locke drops him down with the inverted DDT.))
KV: That’s a Study in Scarlet.
SG: He’s in trouble.
KV: Keyes is going for the cover.
((Locke blocks Aurora from getting back into the ring while Keyes hooks Damon’s leg.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Your winners… and NEW #FSOCIETY TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSSS… LOCKE AND KEYESSSS!!!
((Daisy and Sarah look at each other in disbelief before hugging each other. The referee hands them their titles and raises their hands in victory. Aurora checks on Damon Graves as they roll out of the ring. Locke and Keyes motion in their direction and clap towards them respectfully. Aurora and Damon give them a return look of respect and walk away as Locke and Keyes continue to celebrate their win.))
KV: What a victory for the underdog duo.
SG: I really can’t believe it.
KV: Both teams gave it their all but it was the duo of Locke and Keyes that have now won their first ever professional titles.
((The cameras cut backstage to show Ally Morrow storm down the hall, the Anarchy Championship over her right shoulder and her left hand holding her head slightly; she turns and kicks a stack of folding chairs with an angry yell as they crash to the floor. She stands looking at the fallen chairs, panting slightly as she tilts her head to the side slightly still holding onto it.))
Allyson Grace Morrow: Motherfucker.
((She mutters the word under her breath as she lets go of her head and takes a breath, turning away from the chairs with her eyes half closed as she tries to calm herself. Two hands grab onto her shoulders, trying to hold her still. She turns, almost ready for a fight, until she sees the hands belong to Tyson Gregory.))
Tyson Gregory: Hey, hey, hey… That's one hell of victory celebration you have going on right now.
((He slyly smiles at her. She looks up into his face and frowns, leaning her face to his hand for a moment she takes a deep breath before looking back behind her at the chairs with another scowl. Turning her head back to look at Tyson.))
Allyson Grace Morrow: Yeah, I'm celebrating Ashleigh Jericho’s fucking bitch boy blindsiding me….
She huffs out a breath as Tyson shakes his head.
Tyson Gregory: You need to focus on the here and now for a moment. You are the #FSociety Anarchy Champion! It's okay to take a moment and celebrate it. Gavin Grimes will get what's coming to him soon enough, but you need to celebrate this win, it was a big one!
((She smirks slightly and raises her eyebrow.))
Allyson Grace Morrow: That's what she said….
((She laughs slightly, before looking at the Anarchy Championship, sliding it off of her shoulder she holds it in the small space between them, looking down at it she smiles and then looks back up to him with a small nod.))
Allyson Grace Morrow: As much as it pains me to admit that a victory over Lawless is a big deal… You're right. This is a big one and I should be celebrating it.”
((He smiles at her and pats the faceplate of the championship.))
Tyson Gregory: Exactly, and we can double up the celebration when I win back the #FSociety Championship against Cochrane and Jones.
((She smiles, looking up into his eyes as the smile spreads into a grin and she sighs happily, sliding the title back onto her shoulder she rocks back on her heels slightly.))
Allyson Grace Morrow: Double up huh? I like the sound of that…
((Tyson leans over and kisses Ally on her lips. His hand goes to the small of her back as he pulls her close for a moment. He then breaks their embrace and looks her in the eyes.))
Tyson Gregory: I need to head out for my match… But I'll see you after with my shiny championship belt.
((He turns and starts to walk off but takes a moment to shout back.))
Tyson Gregory: And I know you are totally checking out my ass right now!
((She laughs and shakes her head slightly, before calling out.))
Allyson Grace Morrow: Uh oh, you totally busted me.
((With another small laugh she turns the other way, glancing down at the chairs all over the floor with a shrug she picks her way through them to walk off down the hall. The scene then cuts away.))
((Robb Hardy is sitting at his desk with his head hanging low. He looks up at the camera and doesn’t look happy.))
Robb Hardy: I don’t know what to say. The end to the Cage Match should have never gone down like that. The I-10 Connection will never wrestle here ever again. That’s for sure. But I know who that other clown is. I’d bet my life on it.
((He just shakes his head, not looking happy about it.))
Robb: I know who you are. Meet me at the next Anarchy. You know where.
((Robb doesn’t look pleased as he stands up and walks out of his office. The scene switches back to ringside.))
Main Event: #FSociety Championship Triple Threat Match
Alex Jones vs Tyson Gregory vs Adrien Cochrane (Champion)
KV: We are finally here. The main event.
SG: Finally, Tyson Gregory gets back what he rightfully deserves.
KV: After a lengthy and twisting Trios Tournament, Tyson Gregory and Alex Jones won out with Ally Morrow and they will now fight against each other and Adrien Cochrane for the #FSociety Championship.
SG: Tyson should never had to have fought for his rematch.
KV: Robb Hardy set up the tournament, and to his credit, Tyson helped lead his team to victory and to this match.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a Triple Threat Match scheduled for one fall and it is for the #FSociety Championship! Coming to the ring first… weighing in at 221 pounds… He is the pride of London, England… the former #FSociety Champion… 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 and a sleeveless zip up hoodie. 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.))
KV: You have to know that Tyson Gregory can’t wait to step into the ring with Adrien Cochrane again.
SG: He’s getting his title back tonight.
KV: The former champion is on a mission tonight.
Jennifer: The next challenger... from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 220 pounds... he is ALEX JONESSS!!!
(("I Am Machine" by Three Days Grace blasts over the PA system as Alex Jones steps out onto the stage. His long two tone hair is wet down his back and sides. He wears a black Alex Jones shirt and his wrestling gear. He gets down to the ring and leaps onto the apron before wiping his feet off and getting into the ring. He throws his arms out to the side before slapping his chest.))
KV: Alex Jones joined Tyson Gregory’s Trios Team as part of his debut in the company and he is ringing that opportunity all the way to tonight’s main event.
SG: Good for him.
KV: This is the chance of a lifetime and Alex Jones could shock the world tonight as the spoiler to both Tyson and Adrien tonight.
SG: That’s the only problem with the setup of this match. The true champ, Tyson, doesn’t have to be pinned to lose his title.
KV: Adrien Cochrane is the champion first off, but the you are correct in that the champion does not have to be pinned to lose the title in this contest.
Jennifer Taylor: And finally… coming to the ring, weighing in at 190 pounds and hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana… He is “The Dropkick King”… the reigning #FSociety Champion... ADRIENNNNNN COCHRANNNNEEEEE!
((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. He holds up the #FSociety Championship and the crowd roars at seeing him. 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 and the title 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, hands the title off to the referee and looks ready for the match to begin.))
KV: The champion is ready, the challengers are ready, and now we have a main event to sit back and enjoy.
SG: This will be good.
KV: You can see it in the eyes of Tyson Gregory and Adrien Cochrane. They can’t wait to mix it up again.
SG: And Alex Jones look amped for this one as well.
((The referee holds up the #FSociety Championship for everyone to see, passes it off to the outside, and asks for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: Here we go!
((Adrien Cochrane and Tyson Gregory take the center of the ring, coming face to face with each other.))
KV: We’ve seen two high quality title fights between these two. This is heated.
SG: No one is going to be intimidated in this one.
((Alex Jones approaches the two men and splits them up, pointing at himself and talking trash. Tyson turns and punches him in the face. Adrien knocks Jones back into the ropes with a dropkick. Cochrane and Gregory charge forward together and send Alex over the top rope and to the outside with a double clothesline.))
KV: These two want this to be between just themselves.
SG: Alex Jones should be smart. Let these two come at each other and see where he can get his shots in.
((Tyson catches Adrien in the back with a sharp kick to the lower back. He turns Adrien around and connects with some short forearm shots to the face. He then whips Adrien across the ring with an Irish whip. Adrien ducks under a clothesline on his way back and then flies to the outside, taking Jones out with a suicide dive. Tyson Gregory comes to the ropes and waits for Jones and Cochrane to get back up. Tyson springboards off the top rope and takes out both of his opponents with a corkscrew plancha. The crowd goes wild with all three men down on the outside.))
KV: Everybody is going all out tonight!
SG: What a move!
KV: You have to put your body on the line to be the champion tonight.
((Gregory pulls Adrien up and rolls him into the ring. Adrien gets up to his hands and knees and Tyson clips him in the side of the head with a low dropkick. Cochrane gets up to his feet again and gets knocked back into the corner with a European uppercut. Tyson continues to throw some strikes to Adrien’s body in the corner. Alex Jones slides back in behind that and hits a flying splash into the counter on both men. Jones rolls Tyson forward with a snapmare and follows it up with a soccer kick to the back. He turns his attention to Cochrane and runs into the corner with a big clothesline. He grabs Adrien around the head and tosses him out of the ring. He then turns around and focuses his attention on Tyson Gregory who starts to get up across the ring from him.))
KV: Alex Jones is taking control.
SG: That was smart to dump the dead weight.
KV: I think that Tyson and Adrien might have been a little too focused on each other and not on the third man.
SG: Now we will let these two champs fight it out.
((Alex goes on the offensive and backs Tyson into the corner with a series of punches. Jones throws a series of knees into Gregory’s midsection and then lifts him up into a seated position on the top rope. Jones climbs up after Tyson and keeps him in place with some more punches. He looks for a springboard enzuigiri from the top rope but Tyson ducks under it and throws Jones face first down back into the ring. Jones gets up to his hands and knees and Tyson leaps off with a knee to the back of his head. Tyson turns Jones over and goes for a cover.))
KV: Alex Jones missed with The AJ-Guri from the top and Tyson Gregory capitalized.
SG: The champ is crowned.
1…
2…
((Adrien Cochrane dives back in and breaks up the pin. Tyson scrambles up to his feet and spears Adrien back into the corner. The two men trade strikes in the corner. Tyson chops Adrien across the chest and follows it up with a big uppercut. He turns around and snaps Alex with a superkick while he is down on his knees. He turns back towards Cochrane and charges in. Adrien dips his shoulder down and sends Tyson over the top rope and to the apron. Adrien hits him with a dropkick and Tyson barely manages to hold the ropes to stay on the apron instead of falling all the way down to the floor.))
KV: Tyson Gregory hit Jones with a beautiful kick but Adrien Cochrane was ready for his next attack.
SG: Is it still a disqualification to throw someone over the top rope?
KV: No, this isn’t 1992.
((Alex Jones starts to get up and Adrien charges forward with a running cutter.))
KV: An Adrien Cutter!
SG: No!
KV: That could do it.
1…
2…
((Tyson springboards off the top rope and breaks the pin up at the last possible second leaving them all down.))
KV: A huge save from Tyson Gregory there, sacrificing his body.
SG: That was big.
KV: Everybody is down. Alex Jones has taken some shots and now you have Tyson Gregory and Adrien Cochrane stopping each other at the last second with some big shots.
((Both Adrien and Tyson Gregory start to get up at the same time with Alex Jones still down. They both stand over him and look down at him. Tyson backs off and Adrien pulls Jones up. He lifts Jones up onto his shoulders and spikes him down with a Death Valley Driver. He then gets up and backs away. Tyson charges forward and hits Jones with a standing shooting star press. He rolls off and steps back into the corner. Adrien pulls Jones up by the head and plants him with another Adrien Cutter. Tyson pulls Jones up by the head and then spikes him down with a lifting single underhook DDT.))
KV: This is crazy. They are just massacring Alex Jones.
SG: I never thought we would see this.
KV: A Dream Breaker, a Falling Star, the Adrien Cutter, and then The End of Your Sorrow.
SG: Alex Jones may be dead.
KV: He’s not dead but he’s not getting up anytime soon.
SG: Now what do these two do? There’s a dead man in front of them and only one of them can pin him.
((Gregory and Cochrane stand over Jones and come face to face again.))
KV: They have to try and get the other man out of the ring. Only one man can pin Alex Jones.
SG: I’ve never seen anything like this before.
KV: This is unprecedented.
((They start trading strikes, still standing over Jones. Cochrane knocks Gregory down with a dropkick and then goes for a cover.))
1…
2…
((Tyson bulrushes him off of Jones and goes for a cover of his own.))
1…
((Adrien immediately breaks it up. They lock up with each other and stand up while still locked away in a battle of positioning in the collar and elbow. They move towards the ropes and both men spill over the top rope and to the outside. The referee looks around as Alex Jones is still unconscious on the mat and Tyson and Adrien are down and out on the outside. He looks all over one more time and then finally, still perplexed, raises his hand for a countout.))
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FOUR
KV: What would happen with a triple countout?
SG: Come on, Tyson. Get up.
((Both men start to stir on the outside as Alex Jones doesn’t move on the inside. Tyson Gregory is up first and dives into the ring. He launches himself onto Jones for the pin.))
1…
2…
((Cochrane dives in after him and breaks it up with a shot to the back of the head. Cochrane throws Tyson off of Jones and then he rolls Jones out of the ring and to the floor. Gregory comes up from behind and grabs Adrien with a crossface chickenwing. He tries to drag him back into the middle of the ring and to get him to the ground, but Adrien does his best to stay on his feet and fight his way free. Tyson continues to look for the submission and slowly wears away at Adrien.))
KV: If he takes him down into The Stockade its over.
SG: And Alex Jones is nowhere to be seen to ruin this.
KV: Adrien is giving up. He’s still standing.
((Adrien manages a last stand and charges back, slamming Tyson into the corner. He then reaches up, hooks him around the head, and runs forward with another Adrien Cutter into the middle of the ring.))
KV: Bam! He caught him!
SG: No! Come on, Alex. Get in there and save him.
((Adrien turns Tyson over and goes for a pin.))
1…
2…
KV: Thr… No! Tyson Gregory isn’t done yet!
SG: YES!
KV: That was so close!
SG: But its not done. Tyson Gregory is still alive.
KV: But he’s still down and Adrien Cochrane is heading up top.
((Cochrane climbs up to the top rope. He leaps off for a senton bomb but Tyson moves out of the way just in time. Cochrane rolls forward and avoids too much damage from the high risk miss. He turns around and walks into a snap spinebuster from Gregory. Tyson remains on top of Cochrane and stays in that position for a cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Kickout!
SG: Come on. Stay down.
KV: Adrien gets the shoulder up.
((Tyson switches positions and locks Cochrane into an Anaconda Vise. He locks in the submission and Adrien tries to figure out how to work his way out of it. Cochrane eventually turns Tyson over and presses his shoulders down into the mat for a pinfall attempt.))
1…
2…
((Tyson releases his hold of Adrien and kicks out to avoid the pin. Both men scramble to their feet at the same time. Cochrane misses with a discus punch so Tyson lifts him up from behind with a backdrop down onto his knees. Tyson looks over to the corner and climbs up to the top rope. He lines himself up and leaps off for a flying double stomp but Adrien is able to move out of the way. Tyson rolls forward and avoids damage. He turns around and walks into a superkick. Tyson stays on his feet but falls back into the ropes. He rebounds back and levels Adrien with a running clothesline. Both men collapse down onto their stomachs.))
KV: They are hitting each other with everything.
SG: Tyson manned up, absorbed that superkick, and made Adrien pay. I love it.
KV: The last time these two fought they avoided all of these big moves. Tonight they are hitting each other with everything in the arsenal.
((They both start to get up and hook each other around the head. Adrien looks for another Adrien Cutter, but Tyson pushes him off and sends him through the ropes and to the apron. Tyson looks for a clothesline to knock Cochrane off the apron, but Adrien avoids it and drops him headfirst onto the top turnbuckle with an Adrien Cutter. Gregory bounces out of the corner and ends up on his knees in the middle of the ring. Adrien grabs a hold of the top rope and looks set for a springboard into the ring while Tyson gets up to his feet.))
KV: This could be the Crescent City Connection. This is how he won the title.
SG: Please, Tyson. Get out of the way.
((Adrien looks ready to jump, but his ankle gets grabbed from out of nowhere by Alex Jones. Adrien kicks Jones off of him and sends him back a few steps. Adrien then hits him with a running Meteora off the apron to the floor. Adrien pulls Jones up and rolls him into the ring. He jumps up to the apron and tries to get back in the ring but Tyson Gregory connects with a superkick to the side of his head that sends him back out of the ring. Tyson scoops Jones up and drops him down on his head with a cradle Tombstone piledriver. He stays on top of Jones and goes for the cover with Cochrane still on the outside.))
KV: He got him. The Vanish of Hope.
SG: Yes. Count it.
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!!
((Adrien Cochrane dives in at the last second and just misses breaking up the pin.))
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner…. And NEW #FSOCIETY CHAMPIONNNN…. TYSONNNN GREGORRYYYY!!!
((Tyson gets up to his knees and throws his hands into the air as the referee drapes the title over his shoulder. Adrien Cochrane ends up on his knees just behind the new champion. The two men slowly get up to their feet and the referee raises Tyson’s hand in victory. Tyson and Adrien lock eyes on each other for a moment before Cochrane rolls out of the ring. Tyson starts to celebrate with his title.))
KV: What a main event. They took out Alex Jones, we saw more of this great rivalry, and in the end, Jones popped up at the worst possible time for Adrien Cochrane.
SG: The story of this match is that Tyson Gregory is the man.
KV: He won this match. There is no denying that. You just have to question if this is the last time we’ve seen these two in the ring together.
SG: It is time to celebrate. Tyson Gregory is the champ.
KV: Yes he is. Have a great night and enjoy the holidays. We will see you in the New Year.
((Insurrection goes off the air with Tyson Gregory holding up the #FSociety Championship in the center of the ring all by himself.))
