Post by Robb on Feb 24, 2017 4:05:18 GMT
(("Feel Invincible" by Skillet plays inside the MGM Grand Arena in Las Vegas as #FSociety's first ever episode of Anarchy goes live. The cameras pan over the crowd while a burst of pyro shoots off. At ringside, Khristina Valentine is sitting with her broadcast partner Samuel Griffin to welcome the audience.))
KV: Welcome to the first ever episode of Anarchy, hosted by #FSociety Wrestling! We are here in the MGM Grand with a sold out capacity crowd!
SG: Tonight is going to be the biggest night in wrestling history!
KV: I don't know about that but I do know that it will be the biggest night in #FSociety's history as we have our first ever show!
SG: I'm not going to lie, it feels good to be around a wrestling atmosphere. If I didn't suffer a career-ending injury a little over a year ago, I would be in the ring with the rest of the locker room but I guess they'll survive without me... Maybe.
KV: Well Samuel, you're going to have to get used to calling the action with me, you think you can handle it?
SG: I hope so, just don't make things awkward between us and we'll be solid.
KV: I don't know how I'd manage that but whatever! Let's get Anarchy started! I here the show is kicking off with the owner himself, Chris Night!
((’I'm So Sorry’ by Imagine Dragons now begins to blare over the PA system and the fans now wait in anticipation to see who steps out from the back. The crowd stays silent until Chris Night appears from the back wearing black T-Shirt that says 'Furious Nightmare' on it, along with a pair of black jeans and a black snapback hat. The crowd is going nuts at the sight of the #FSociety owner.))
KV: This is the very building that Chris Night made a name for himself in when he was a wrestler in Inferno Wrestling. You could say he was the face of the company.
SG: He was a much successful wrestler than he was at being the guy in charge. I'm thankful for this job but I'm glad he gave Robb Hardy the reigns to run the show.
KV: Chris did a great job in Inferno when the board wasn't getting in his way!
SG: Well let's see if he'll give Robb Hardy the respect that he so passionately craved during Inferno's Season Two run.
((With a giant smile on his face, Chris makes his way down the entrance ramp before he makes it to the ring and slides in. Chris waves at the crowd who continually cheer him on. Chris now asks for a microphone and awaits for the crowd to simmer down.))
SG: What is this crap anyway? Where's Robb Hardy? I want answers!
KV: Chris owns the company so give the man a chance and let him speak!
SG: Yeah, yeah! Hopefully this doesn't take too long.
((The crowd finally quiets down.))
Night: Well damn, it feels good to be back here in the MGM Grand in Las Vegas. This is home BABAY!
((The crowd erupts once again which causes Chris to smile once more.))
Night: It was in December of 2012 that my career here in Las Vegas started and I never looked back. Before that, I had traveled cross country in the CHZ and wrestled a few years abroad but I was never able to find a home until I found Vegas. Vegas helped me grow up, it helped me become a man, it helped me find the love of my life, it gave me a second son and finally, it gave me my most successful run as a wrestler. But now.... Now I want to give back to the city of Las Vegas and what was the best way that I came up with to do it? Simple, create my own wrestling company where I don't have to answer to anybody.
((The fans cheer again and Chris nods.))
Night: Which brings me to another point. I've hired my brother-in-law, Robb Hardy, to run #FSociety and to keep an eye on the roster while keeping things under control. So if you have disagreements with him or what he does, don't take it up with me because I won't hear any of it. I'm not going to question his methods or decisions, I'm going to let him run #FSociety with the vision he told me he had before I officially hired him. But since I'm here tonight, I suppose I can help him out a tiny bit, right guys?
((The fans goes nuts as Chris grins.))
Night: I'm sure you all heard the rumors about Robb keeping his eyes on the talent here tonight and that the top two competitors will be rewarded with a prestigious prize.... Or should I say, a prestigious opportunity.
((Chris pauses to let that last statement sink in.))
Night: So... Everyone that's in the locker room listening right now... Not only is Robb Hardy watching all of you tonight... But so am I and we will make the decision of which of you are the top two performers together. Bring everything you've got tonight because it will mean everything to your career.
((The fans let out a loud cheer as Chris nods his head with a pleased smile on his face. Chris then holds the mic out in front of him and drops it as ‘I'm So Sorry’ by Imagine Dragons begins to blare over the PA system once again before Chris makes his exit from the ring.))
KV: Wow! What a way to kick off the first ever Anarchy! Not only is Robb keeping an eye on the talent but Chris is as well!
SG: Chris contradicted himself! He said he was going to let Robb do his job as GM but then he said he was going to help him tonight. Make up your mind!
KV: I think this is a rare thing, Samuel, just let this one slide.
SG: NO! THIS IS A TRAVESTY! IT IS MALARKEY!
KV: Alright, enough squabbling for now, let's focus on our first match!
SG: I don't want to! I'm upset!
KV: Too bad! It's time for our history in the making match, Jessica Hendirx versus Victor Monroe! The first ever match in #FSociety history!
MATCH ONE: SINGLES MATCH
JESSICA HENDRIX VS VICTOR MONROE
((The crowd is just cheering their heads off until the house lights change to an orange tint and a video package starts rolling on the screen. The crowd goes silent for a few seconds until "Chemical Ride" blares over the speakers. Once it registers in their brains, the sold out crowd in unison let out a loud boo..))
Jennifer Taylor: Being accompanied by Ronnie Michaels, from Iowa City, Iowa, weighing in at 256 pounds... he is the Apex Predator.... VICTORRRR MONROE!!
((As Jennifer Taylor announces Victor Monroe, nobody shows up from out of the back.))
SG: Where's Victor Monroe?
KV: I don't know.... I don't think I've seen this kind of thing before.
SG: Maybe he got on the wrong freeway on his way to the arena? I don't know!
(("Irresistible" by Fall Out Boy blares over the PA system and there's no sign of Jessica Hendrix either. The fans start to boo loudly))
Jennifer Taylor: The challenger, hailing from Austin, Texas and weighing in at 112 pounds... JESSICAAAA HENDRIXXXXX!
((As her theme song plays, there is still no sign of Jessica Hendrix.))
SG: No Jessica Hendrix either? What in the hell is going on?
KV: Wait! I'm hearing that there might be an update of what's going on backstage! Let's cut to our backstage interviewer, Tim Anderson!
((The scene cuts backstage where Xavier Young is sitting down on a Zamboni that's blocking off the entrance of a locker room that a couple of people are pounding on and screaming from the other side of it.))
Xavier Young: You two need to calm down and eat your Skittles before I let you out! Besides... It's a travesty that two M&M's like yourself got booked on the debut night of #FSociety while I was left off of the card!
((Tim Anderson runs up to Xavier Young, who's still sitting on the Zamboni, with a microphone in hand.))
Tim Anderson: Xavier! Xavier! May I ask who you've locked behind those doors?
((Xavier lets out a crazed laugh as he pulls out a handful of Skittles from his pocket and throws it at Tim's face.))
Xavier Young: Silly little man, I locked Jessica Hendrix and the entire Nexus in this locker room. Victor Monroe and Jessica do not deserve to have a match when I'm not booked! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?
Tim Anderson: Um.... Xavier Young?
((Xavier scoffs before throwing my Skittles at Tim.))
Xavier Young: FOOL! I am the General of the Skittle Army and this vehicle here? This is my tank that is going to win me the war against the evil M&M's!
Tim Anderson: But... That's a Zamboni.
Xavier Young: DO NOT QUESTION ME! CONSIDER THIS MATCH CANCELLED! NOW GET OUT OF HERE!
((Xavier starts to throw Skittles one by one at Tim who hurriedly scurries away.))
((The scene opens backstage with #FSociety reporter Daniela Cabello and none other than Seth Lawless.))
Daniela Cabello: Joining me at this time is #FSociety superstar and food fight extraordinaire Seth Lawless!
((Seth steps in. He nods his head and looks Daniela up and down.))
Seth Lawless: Hey, you got the fry out of your hair. You clean up pretty well.
((Daniela scoffs and rolls her eyes.))
Daniela Cabello: Like I said before, your chrome dome gave you a distinct advantage.
((Seth shakes his head.))
Seth Lawless: Are you going to interview me or not?
Daniela Cabello: Is, “not” really an option?
Seth Lawless: No.
Daniela Cabello: Then fine… How are you feeling going into your debut match with #FSociety?
((Seth nods his head.))
Seth Lawless: Good question. Soon you will get this interviewing thing down to a science. But to answer your question I feel good. I know what I want to do and what I need to do. The people I’m facing are good and I know that and it will be a tough match. But all of the matches are tough so you just have to rise above it.
Daniela Cabello: In his promo the ever eloquent Riddick called you a, “cookie-cutter heel” …which is a term I had to have Aaron explain to me… how do you feel about this accusation?
((Seth shakes his head.))
Seth Lawless: That shit doesn’t bother me. He wants to use those buzz words he can, just shows me how much of a moron he is.
Daniela Cabello: What about you and Eric Paisano? The two of you had words and…
Seth Lawless: I only talk about people who are in my company. Now if you don’t mind I’ve got to get ready. Oh and Daniela… watch out for flying fries.
((He smiles and winks as she watches him walk off.))
MATCH TWO: FATAL FOUR WAY
PSYCHNUTS VS SETH LAWLESS VS RIDDICK VS DARIEN HACAGA
PSYCHNUTS VS SETH LAWLESS VS RIDDICK VS DARIEN HACAGA
KV: Interesting back and forth between Daniela and Seth Lawless.
SG: Indeed it was. You know what was weird? Xavier Young blockading all of those wrestlers in the back!
KV: I wonder if Caroline Holt will be able to make her match because of that? She is part of the Nexus!
SG: Who knows, who cares! Let's get this four way under way!
Jennifer Taylor: The following contest is a Fatal Four Way Match!
(("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 and shakes his head as he slides into the ring.))
Jennifer Taylor: First to the ring making his way from Detroit, Michigan… “The Problem Solver” Seth Lawless!
SG: I love Seth Lawless! He's a no-nonsense kind of guy! I love that about him!
KV: He's got a pretty dry sense of humor though.
SG: You mean an amazing sense of humor!
KV: Yeah, sure.
((The lights go out and suddenly you hear Psychnuts yell over the speakers IN YOUR DREAMS FELLA! Then Three Cigarettes in an Ashtray hits on the PA and out comes Psychnuts walking down the aisle smoking a cigarette and yelling senseless insults at ringside fans. She gets to the ring and yells at everyone in the ring incoherently before trying to pull out a glass ashtray or frying pan to drill someone in the skull with.))
Jennifer Taylor: Next making her way to the ring from Muskegon, Michigan… Psychnuts!
SG: What the hell is this old kook doing out here?
KV: Hey! Respect your elders!
SG: This lady looks old enough to have been alive during the Civil War!
KV: Yeah, I don't know how she got a contract for #FSociety to be honest.
~~I'm on the wireee!
I'll never go down!
I just-uh know, just-uh know The Answer!~~
((Showtaro Morikubo’s The Answer blasts across the sound system. Emerging through those black curtains, “The Answer” Darien Hacaga stood at the top of the entrance, soaking in the positive reaction given off by that crowd.
Making his way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans on either side, showing his love for them. Coming up on that ring, Darien slid in under the bottom set of ropes. Getting back to his feet, he threw his arms up, hyping up the crowd as he waited.))
Jennifer Taylor: From Tijuana, Mexico he is “The Answer”... Darien Hacaga!
SG: Here's the answer to all of our problems! Darien is quite the stud. Don't you think so, Khristina?
KV: Huh? What!? No! I'm not allowed to be attracted to the talent.
SG: But you are though, right?
KV: No! Of course not! I'm a professional!
SG: Sureeee!
((The lights go out with a blood red spotlight on the curtain. Then Beast hits on the PA and when the sound out "I'm a MOTHER FUCKIN BEAST!" and the music starts blood red pyro explodes and Riddick comes out with a look of pure hatred almost always etched on his face. He comes down the aisle sometimes he yells at fans and sometimes he almost hits at least one fan.))
SG: I love this Riddick guy! He gives no shits!
KV: He's kind of scary! Both him and his mother!
SG: They're both insane! This is great!
KV: I don't know about that one.
((Riddick then slides into the ring with a sneer on his face and a focused look in his eyes.))
Jennifer Taylor: And finally from Muskegon, Michigan… he is Riddick!
SG: Well it looks like we are in store for one hell of a crazy match.
KV: Will we see Riddick, and his mother, Pyschuts possibly team up to eliminate Lawles and Hacaga?
SG: Does a bear shit in the woods?
KV: I would not know that personally.
SG: Well the answer is yes, sweet tits.
KV: Very rude.
SG: You’d be lucky to spend a night with this guy.
KV: Let’s focus back on the match. Since this is a Fatal Four Way, so there are no count owns or disqualifications.
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
((The ref calls for the bell as Psychnuts makes a direct line for Seth Lawless, and Riddick heads towards Darien Hacaga. Psychnuts charges Seth as she opens the match with a series of kicks to the body and somehow reaches up to his head with a spinning roundhouse kick, dropping Seth to the mat. She shows an uncanny agility as she practically runs up the corner and moonsaults back down onto Seth as she makes the cover.))
One...
Two...
((Kickout by Seth Lawless((
SG: That crazy bitch is like a spider monkey!
KV: Are you ever not rude?
SG: Are you ever not so politically correct?
((Darien and Riddick decide to trade strikes. Darien leads with a series of chops, but Riddick returns with a headbutt much to the groans of the fans.))
SG: Completely legal!
KV: Well, in like seventeen states.
SG: See? I knew you had it in you, kid!
((Darien drops to one knee. Riddick picks him up and throws him over with a hard T Bone Suplex. He makes the cover and hooks a leg.))
One...
Tw-...
((A kickout by Darien Hacaga. Psychnuts makes her way over to the two of them. She quickly offers a stomp to the back of the head of Riddick, and another, and another. He finally reaches back and grabs her as he lifts up to his feet. Once up to his feet, she goes bat shit crazy and swings with both arms and legs. She connects a few times to the sides of his head as Riddick ends up dropping her to the mat. Once back on her feet, she drops to one knee and hits a low blow to Riddick. He drops to both knees as she uses “I Spit In Your Eye” which is her spitting in his eye followed by a headbutt to the bridge of his nose. He holds his nose in pain as it appears he might be bleeding some. This has given Seth Lawless enough time to get back up to his feet as he slides in behind Psychnuts. Once behind her, he lifts her to her feet and hits a Belly to back suplex bridging to a pin.))
One...
Two...
((Darien Hacaga manages to break up the pin attempt with a boot to the ribs of Lawless. Psychnuts is down on the mat as Darien heads towards to ropes. He rebounds for momentum and hits a Running knee to the face to Riddick which furthers hurts him as he falls back to his back and blood begins to run down his face. Grabbing the bottom rope, Riddick, slides outside of the ring looking for a towel to help and stop the bleeding.))
SG: Someone get that man a damn towel!
KV: His nose might be broken!
SG: You THINK?!?!
((Darien heads over to Psychnuts and lifts her up to her feet. He grabs her arm in an attempt to whip her into the ropes but she manages to reverse it. This sends Darien into the ropes near the announce tables. He manages to stop himself as she charges full force towards him. Some quick thinking, and he drops down pulling down on the top rope sending her crashing hard to the mat on the outside of the ring. Riddick finally gets some of the bleeding to stop as he tosses the towel to the side. He reaches down and grabs Psychnuts, lifting her up. Pulling her towards him, he lifts her up onto his shoulders for a powerbomb. He eyes the commentary table.))
SG: No! No! Use the Spanish Table! The Spanish Table! Everyone uses it!
KV: What are you implying?
SG: Nothing! I want to keep our table safe!
((Riddick turns for the Spanish Commentary Table as they duck for cover. He slams her down onto it and it collapses under her book. Riddick raises his hands in the air quite proud of himself. Seth Lawless and Darien Hacaga trade strikes back and forth. Seth with a right as the crowd boos. Darien with a right as the crowd cheers. Seth with a right. Darien with a right. A second right. And a third right backing Seth up into the ropes. Darien hits a series of knee strikes to Seth as he whips Seth across the ropes. Seth hits them and rebounds with a Big Boot to the face of Darien Hacaga. The cameras pan back to Riddick as he lifted up Psychnuts and rolled her into the ring. Riddick grabs the top rope as he pulls himself up to the ring apron. But before he can climb into the ring, Seth Lawless manages to drive a kick into the side of his face and causes Riddick to fall back to the outside of the ring.))
KV: This might be it for Seth Lawless!
((Seth lifts up Psychnuts to her feet and whips her into the ropes. She rebounds as he uses"Detroit is Burning" (Pop Up Powerbomb) slamming her down hard to the mat. He makes the cover.))
One...
Two...
((Darien Hacaga tries to get up to his feet, but it is too late.))
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of the match… SETH LAWLESS!
(("Nothing More" blares over the PA system and the referee raises Seth's hand in the air before the camera pans around and looks at the destruction outside of the ring.))
SG: What a match! I think Psychnuts might be dead! BLAME THE SPANISH!
KV: Hey! That's not fair!
SG: You're right! I'll take the Jenson Idol approach and blame Avery Miles!
KV: Anyway, a great win by Seth Lawless but Darien, Riddick and even Psychnuts have nothing to be ashamed of! They all showed potential here!
((The scene faded to the casino floor of the MGM Grand Hotel, focusing in on one of the slot machines there we see a young ginger playing on the machine. Sensing that she’s being watched her focus turns to the camera.))
Fiona Marie Larson: Oh hai there…I didn’t realize the show had already started. All the lights and sounds of the slot machines called to me. Do you realize how fun these things are!? Seriously… how the fuck are we suppose to get any kind of work done in this enviroment?”
((Reaching over she hit the button, making the video slot spin again.))
Fiona Marie Larson: Maybe it’s just me. I mean, I’ve never been to a place like this before. Oh well, may as well introduce myself right? Sooo I’m Fiona, Fi to friends. Why I’m here, well you’ll just have to pay close attention as this all plays out. Let’s face it I’m not going to give it all away. Actually, you know what? Shooo… move along. Get outta here. I’m doing important things right now.))
((Just as she said that she pushed the button on the slot machine again and as the reels started to come to a stop the machine rang out with a bonus game. The scene slowly faded out to commercials as Fiona’s attention went back to her game.))
((The scene now cuts backstage where we find Aaron Young, #FSociety's social media consult but really he's just the Twitter Intern. Aaron is happily walking along backstage when he sees Cass Baumer walking his away in the other direction. He freezes for a moment before quickly turning around and trying to scurry away.))
Cass: Where do you think you're going, Aaron?!
(( New Zealand's Greatest Export shouts at the intern, trying to get his attention. Aaron stops in his tracks before turning around with an awkward smile on his face as he runs his hand over the back of his head.))
Aaron Young: Oh uh, hey there, Cass! What's up?
((She flashes a not so innocent smirk his way.((
Cass: Oh, not a whole lot. I just had a few questions for Mr. Social Media himself, hm? Think of it liiiiike... a bonding experience between 'friends.'
((She gave him a look that said 'this wasn't optional,' tugging him closer by the shirt collar, almost playfully.))
Aaron Young: Listen, I'm just trying to do my job and get out of here safely. If Dani sees me with you, she's going to blow a gasket.
((Aaron glances around the area.))
Aaron Young: Okay, the coast is clear for now. Let's hurry up and get this 'bonding' experience out of the way.
((Cass' eyes raise.))
Cass Baumer: What's up with your little obsession with Dani, anyway? If I didn't know any better, I'd think you've got a thing for her. Care to clear that up? I'm sure /Jenson/ wouldn't be happy to hear that, would he?
((Aaron's eyes widen as he shoves Cass' hands off of his shirt color. He then clears his throat.))
Aaron Young: There's nothing going on with Daniela and I, we are strictly professional. Stop trying to get me in trouble with Jenson! He's a mean Englishman and I don't want to get beat up!
Cass Baumer: C'mon, he's not that bad. I'm sure he wouldn't hurt you /too bad./
((She couldn't help but let out a coy smile just a little at his reaction, even laughing a little.))
Cass Baumer: If you don't like her, then why are you always so buddy buddy with her and not me, huh? Do you and I have a problem here?
((His eyes widen.))
Aaron Young: What? I like Dani, I just don't like, like her! And I don't know if I like you because I barely know you!
((He starts to calm down.))
Aaron Young: So what is this that you're trying to do? Are you mad that Daniela stole your old flame? Don't use me in you Revenge schemes! I want no part of it.
Cass Baumer: My 'old flame'? What is this, the 1960s?
((She chuckled, glaring back at the intern.))
Cass Baumer: No. It's not about Jenson. Jenson and Dani are happy together, I get it. I've got no problem with that shit. I'm over it. But here you are, showing blatant favoritism on a daily basis, kissing the ground Dani walks on...
((She thinks for a moment, cornering him closer towards the wall, her hands shoved into the pockets of her jacket.))
Cass Baumer: You barely know me? Well, good news!
((Her expression changed from cheery to a harsh glare.))
Cass Baumer: You're going to know a lot about me, Aaron. You're going to be seeing me more often. And our little bonding sessions? Maybe I'll just make them a bi-weekly thing. Maybe I won't. Maybe I won't even tell you. I can promise you one thing though, Aaron...
((Her face gets closer to his own, that same intense glare intensifying.))
Cass Baumer: I'm going to get to the bottom of why you're worshipping Dani and treating me like shit. And I swear to God, Jenson's the least of your worries. Get it?
((Aaron raises up his hands innocently.))
Aaron Young: Yeesh, calm down! I don't know you because I don't know you! As in I haven't met you. Dani is my co-worker, saying I worship her is like saying I worship Robb Hardy and I don't even like hi-... I mean, nothing. Nothing at all!
((He pauses before he puts a hand on Cass' shoulder and smiles.))
Aaron Young: I'm sure you're a great person and I'd love to get to know you. Just uh... Don't force it on me like you are right now.
((He grimaces, Cass thinks for a moment, and her glare disappeared. She was more calm now, taking a deep breathe.))
Cass Baumer: Yeah... Yeah, overreaction. Sorry, I don't know what came over me...
((She looked down at her shoes and back at Aaron again.))
Cass Baumer: Listen. I'm sorry, alright? Just, this whole Dani/Jenson situation, and you talking about her like she's God's gift to the job... With this new job and me having a match on the next card coming up, it's a lot to deal with.
((She gave him a small genuine smile, backing up a few steps.))
Cass Baumer: Just give me a favor, A. You're around her more than I am... Make sure Dani knows not to take Jenson for granted.
((Without even hearing his answer, Cass walks in the other direction, hands slumped into her jacket and eyes locked on the floor.))
MATCH THREE: SINGLES MATCH
RICKY HOLT VS HUTCH LANAHAN
RICKY HOLT VS HUTCH LANAHAN
Jennifer Taylor: This singles match is scheduled for one fall!
KV: What a show so far! We just got done watching a brutal fatal four watch match and now we get to watch Hutch Lanahan take on Ricky Holt!
SG: I’m pulling for Ricky here, he’s got a bit more bite!
KV: I think both of these guys have what it takes to go far here! I’ve heard great things about both of them and this is going to be the sleeper match of the night.
SG: You could be right on that one!
((“Moonlight Sonata” Remix by Solarfist hits the PA system. The lights slightly dim and Hutch Lanahan walks out onto the entrance way. He smiles as the fans cheer))
Jennfer Taylor: Coming to the ring… Weighing in at 221 pounds and hailing from Mevagissey, Cornwall… HUTCHHHHH LANAHAAAAAAN!
KV: Here is Hutch Lanahan.
SG: He seems like an easy going dude.
KV: I like his attitude to be honest.
(("Unsettling Differences" by Blue Smock Nancy begins to play. Ricky Holt slowly walks out. He's wearing a black leather trenchcoat, leather gloves, and sunglasses. He carries himself with menacing bravado and an inner vehemence that radiates from within. Ricky stands at the top of the stage and looks around at the crowd with a defiant scowl for a few seconds, then continues to the ring with a quick and haughty stride. The General walks up the steel steps into the ring, where he walks around like a hard cunt with that bad-tempered glare. After handing his accessories to the ringside attendant, Ricky picks a corner to brood in as he waits for the match to start.))
Jennifer Taylor: Weighing in at 231 pounds and hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota…. RICKYYYYY HOLT!!!!
SG: Here is a guy I can get behind in Ricky Holt.
KV: That’s unsurprising! Both of these men are talented is all I’ve got to say! I can get behind both of them.
SG: You would, you sicko!
KV: What?
SG: Nothing, the joke clearly went over your head.
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
((Hutch charges Ricky as soon as the bell rings. Ricky is able to duck a clothesline attempt and takes off across the ring himself. Both men hit the ropes and come off at each other. Both men leave their feet and crash with crossbody blocks sending each man to the ground holding their midsections.))
KV: Both men starting off quickly here in this one..
SG: Both of these men want to make a statement in their first ever #FSociety matchup.
KV: That they do!
((Both men get to their feet and come together in the middle of the ring with each man throwing punches at the other. The ref starts to warn the men about closed fists when Ricky gets the advantage and hits a few punches in a row. Ricky is able to get Lanahan into the corner and whips him across the ring into one of the other corners. Hutch comes out clutching his back from the impact. Holt comes forward and goes to throw another punch. The punch is countered into a takedown by Hutch and then Lanahan latches on a Fujiwara Armbar.))
KV: A counter from Lanahan.
SG: What a fight we have seen here early.
KV: Hard hitting for sure. These guys really want to impress the bosses tonight!
((Ricky is in obvious pain as Hutch rears back on the hold. Holt pounds the mat as he starts to inch toward the ropes. When Ricky gets close to the ropes and is almost able to reach them Hutch takes his foot and pushes the rope away. Holt is trying desperately to get to the ropes. His eyes are in a lot of pain as the ref asks him if he gives up but Holt refuses.))
KV: Will Ricky Holt tap?
SG: Who knows but Hutch is applying maximum pressure and I love it.
((Ricky is finally able to reach and barely grab onto the ropes and the ref calls for the break and Hutch obliges.))
KV: Hutch almost had it but Ricky got ahold of the ropes!
SG: Great ring awareness by Ricky Holt! I thought this one was almost over and I would have been disappointed!
KV: Ricky is still in pain.
SG: It makes sense since Hutch had that hold locked in quite tight!
((Hutch charges towards Ricky but Ricky moves out of the way sending Hutch into the corner. As he comes off Ricky nails Hutch with a bulldog with his good arm. Ricky then gets to his feet and starts to stomp away at Lanahan. The ref tells Ricky to lay off. The ref is about to count when Lanahan rolls over and grabs Ricky’s ankle then gets to his feet. Ricky rolls forward though sending Hutch across and then to the outside of the ring. Ricky takes the break to shake out his arm.))
SG: Great back and forth so far.
KV: Both men are showing up big for a huge match like this.
SG: Someone could get hurt and I like it.
KV: Keep reminding me how in the world you even got this job.
SG: Because I call it like I see it.
((Ricky seems to have got his arm worked out and working as Hutch slides back into the ring. Ricky charges as Lanahan lowers his shoulder and lifts Ricky up and over the rope to the outside. Holt gets to his feet and catches a baseball slide from Hutch. The impact sends Ricky into the guardrail making him drop to the ground. Hutch slides out of the ring as the ref starts his count. Hutch picks up Holt and slings him hard into the barricade causing it to move backwards.))
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KV: What impact.
((Hutch picks up Ricky and lines him up with the steel steps. Ricky reverses the whip and sends Hutch into the steps hard. Ricky drops to a knee after the move and both men are having a hard time getting to their feet.))
SG: This is turning into a war.
KV: They need to get this back inside.
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((Both men are able to get up and each slide into the ring. Both men get to their feet and come together in a collar and elbow tie up. Ricky is able to land a suplex out of the tie up on Hutch. Ricky gets to his feet and pulls Hutch up and whips him into a corner. He charges and hits a flying splash. The impact makes Hutch drop to the corner. Ricky stops walking away and looks back. He then charges towards Hutch and delivers a thunderous knee to his face.))
KV: A KNEE TO THE FACE IN THE CORNER!
SG: Hutch might be dead!
KV: I hope his face is okay!
SG: Probably not and why? Do you think he’s cute?
KV: Shut up, Samuel!
((Ricky stands up and pulls Hutch out from the corner before going for a cover.))
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((Hutch is able to get a shoulder up. Ricky gets to his feet and lines Lanahan up for a superkick. Lanahan side steps the kick though and is able to turn Ricky around and nail him with a kick to the gut and then grabs his head and drives it to the ground with a cutter.))
KV: A cutter by Lanahan!
SG: This match has been great so far.
((Hutch covers Ricky and goes for the pin.))
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KV: No!
((Ricky is able to kick out. Hutch gets to his feet and picks up Ricky who nails Hutch with a stiff left jab. Hutch comes back with a right hook. The two men then start to land haymaker after haymaker to one another. Hutch goes for a spinning side kick but Ricky is able to catch him by the foot. He throws Hutch back around but gets hit in the side of the head with a tornado kick. Hutch then rolls him up and goes for a pin.))
KV: What a kick!!!
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KV: Thr… No!
((Hutch starts to pull Ricky up, but Ricky responds with an elbow to Hutch’s gut. Ricky then kicks Hutch in the gut before setting him up for a piledriver. Ricky then does a front flip and nails a Front Flip Piledriver, better known as the Canadian Destroyer. It takes him a moment but he rolls Lanahan over for a pin of his own.))
KV: NEW DAWN FADES! THAT’S IT!
SG: Okay… I really think that Lanahan is officially dead after that one!
KV: Holt’s going for the pin!
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Thr…
KV: No! Kickout!
SG: Another close one.
KV: How is this even possible? What’s going on!?
((Ricky Holt waits for Hutch to get up and is ready for a superkick. He throws the kick but Hutch ducks under it and grabs Ricky from behind before he throws him over with a release German suplex. Hutch then waits for Ricky to get up on his feet. Ricky is now up with his back turned to Hutch and Hutch does a spin before nailing a thunderous lariat on Ricky as he turns around.))
KV: DISCUS LARIAT!
SG: I think that might be all she wrote!
KV: What impact that lariat had! Hutch Lanahan packs a lot of power into that move!
((Hutch hooks Ricky’s leg and goes for the victory.))
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DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Your winner… HUTCH LANAHAAAAAN!
KV: Hutch Lanahan with an impressive victory here tonight.
SG: These two men put it out on the line tonight.
KV: Ricky put up a fight, but Hutch Lanahan with an impressive series to finish this one off.
((“Moonlight Sonata” Remix by Solarfist blares over the PA system and Hutch Lanahan gets his hand raised by the referee.))
SG: I guess you were right about this being a sleeper match of the night. What a show these two put on.
KV: Indeed it was a great match but we still have a lot of show left! I hear there’s an attack going on backstage now! Let’s cut to that!!
((The scene cuts backstage with where there's a loud commotion going on backstage. The camera follows the noise and finds Teiji Shintaro throwing Romeo Santana up against the wall which he collides into with a thud. Teiji grabs a steel chair nearby and folds it up. Romeo starts to get up onto his feet but Teiji nails him directly in the skull with the body of the chair. Romeo collapses to the ground in a heap and Teiji hits Romeo in the back over and over again with the chair until it's literally dented in half. Teiji drops the dented chair onto the lifeless body of Romeo Santana as Eric O'Flaherty walks up onto the scene, clapping his hands while Teiji simply stares at the camera with an evil scowl.))
Eric O'Flaherty: I warned all of you two days ago, didn't I? Teiji Shintaro isn't held back by the same boundaries as the rest of you on the roster. Teiji is the embodiment of Anarchy and what he just did to Romeo Santana? It was merely a taste of what's in store for Taryn Willow and Caroline Holt, two women who can't hold a candle to the talent that is my client, Teiji Shintaro.
((Eric pauses and grins as he glances over at his intimidating client.))
Eric O'Flaherty: You want shock? You want destruction? You want someone who doesn't give a fuck about the rules and other people's well beings? You will all get that with Teiji Shintaro and it started with Romeo before it ends with Caroline and Taryn tonight. This is the moment that you all realize that Teiji Shintaro is the epitome of the words #FSociety.
((Eric nods at the camera before walking away from the scene as Teiji Shintaro follows close behind him. As they leave the scene, medical personnel and the general manager, Robb Hardy, arrive on the scene to check on the incapacitated Romeo Santana.))
((The scene cuts backstage where we find #FSociety reporter Daniela Cabello standing beside the recently signed Cass Baumer. Dani smiles brightly for the camera, her eyes focused as Cass stands beside her feeling a little out of place as usually, she’s the one asking the questions.))
Daniela: I’m here with #FSociety’s newest member Cass Baumer. For those who aren’t familiar with her unique path to the world of professional wrestling, Cass began her career as a journalist in New Zealand who came to the States to cover the sport.
((She glances over at Cass while extending the microphone.))
Daniela: I have to ask, how do you go from fledging reporter to a full-fledged wrestler in such a short period of time. What lead to the transition?
((When Cass begins to speak, her strong kiwi accent is on display.))
Cass: It was a much longer transition than people think. Shortly after I arrived in the United States and started working as a freelance reporter for NGW, somebody approached me and gave me the heads up. ‘As an interviewer in the wrestling business, you’re not safe. You need to learn the basics of how to defend yourself, else you’ll end up the target of someone just trying to make a point out of you.’ I’m paraphrasing, but it was good advice.
((Cass gives the camera a small arrogant smirk.))
Cass: Me and him, we’ve been training ever since. Learning how to block a punch led to learning the proper punching technique, the right stance to use. Learning how to throw a punch lead to learning how to arm drag, making sure I could knock an attacker on the floor before they could try again. Before I even realized, I was learning how to become a wrestler. Does that answer your question?
((Daniela bristles at the mention of interviewers being in danger in this sport but maintains her smile before responding.))
Daniela: It does, but it leads to another question you’ve been very coy about answering, though you did promise to answer it here tonight… Who is this mystery man who took you under his wing and taught you not only to defend yourself but to compete inside the ring?
((Cass just smiles, fixing a wrinkle on her t-shirt.))
Cass: It looks like I’m keeping my promise.
((With some thought, she eyes the camera. That voice of hers behind the accent grows more excited, more in the moment.))
Cass: He’s a legend, Daniela. He’s wrestled countless matches all over the country and held championship after championship. He’s well-known on Twitter, and he fought Brytain Rollins in the main event of the most recent HKW Vs. The World event in a Cage Of Death match and lived to tell the tale! He’s the General Manager of PAW’s newest show Addiction, and he’s one of the most hardcore guys you’ll ever meet…
((Cass chuckles like what she's saying is the most common thing in the world, fixing her flat-brimmed snapback cap with the white text reading '#FSociety' over a black background, making sure it pointed straight.))
Cass: V. How’s that for an announcement?
((Daniela looks confused.))
Daniela: V? Who’s V?
((Cass shoots her a perturbed look, crossing her arms over her chest.))
Cass: Were you not listening? Daniela, I know you’re new at this whole interviewing thing, and I know promised a truce between us, but… You’re supposed to actually listen to the person you’re trying to interview, okay? That’s the whole point.
(( Daniela frowns but does her best to maintain a professional demeanor, though her tone does turn a little snarky.))
Daniela: Right. V. The, ‘Remember, remember the fifth of November' guy. King of the Andals and whatever else you just said. I’d hoped it would be someone more impactful, but yeah… V, we’ll go with that. So you believe this V character has prepared you to start your career against such a high level of competition?
((Cass scoffs at Daniela belittling her trainer.))
Cass: See, now that’s a fair question. Good on you, you’re already improving! Look, has he prepared me to take on the best of the best here in #FSociety? Absolutely. The guy’s one of the toughest men in all of wrestling today, and that’s a fact. After what he’s taught me so far, I’d wager what I do in that ring will speak for itself. And it’ll only get better from there.
Daniela: I’ve seen some buzz on Twitter about you and Taryn Willow possibly forming a tag team. Will you be competing as a singles competitor, as part of a tag team, or both?
Cass: We’ll see how the tag team thing goes, but the plan is focusing mainly on singles competition.
((Daniela nods.))
Daniela: I realize it’s early on but is there anyone in particular you have your sights set on? Maybe someone who insulted you while you were a reporter who you’d like to get revenge on now that the playing field has been leveled.
Cass: Avery Miles III. He and I made our fair share of potshots back and forth. Mark Storm always looked impressive back in NGW, so that’s on the bucket list too. Tyson Gregory, Seth Lawless, Spider. Hell, I’d like to fight Taryn Willow one of these days, if she was ever up for it. But let me ask you something, Daniela. What brought you here? I don’t mean existentially; I'm serious. Out of all the places you could have sought employment, why #FSociety? Why not Insurgency Wrestling? Why not 4CW or FFW? Why not NGW or IPW or anywhere else?
(( Dani blinks, surprised to have the tables turned on her.))
Daniela: I uh… I’m not sure anyone cares, but a professor of mine at USC knew Mr. Night and arranged an interview for me with Mr. Hardy. I wasn’t all that familiar with the wrestling landscape, but it was a job out in Vegas, and I guess that seemed glamorous enough for me. Now let me ask you the same question… Why choose #FSociety to make your debut when you’ve had ties to other feds in the past?
Cass: Aye, that’s an easy one. I know Robb Hardy. Real cool guy. And I’m close friends with his daughter. We’ve talk a lot on instant messengers and forums and stuff, back when we were just fans. Even on opposite sides of the planet, the fact that that's even possible goes to show the strong connection people like us in the internet wrestling community - 'the IWC' - have because of this sport. I mean, it's crazy when you think about it, right? So when I figured out her dad, Robb Hardy, was running the show as the general manager, and I saw the rest of the incredible roster growing right in front of my eyes, I jumped at the chance. #FSociety is big on the radar right now, and it's only going to get stronger.
((Dani smiles before moving on.))
Daniela: That’s pretty much all I have for you. Thank you so much for your time and good luck with your debut next card. Are there any parting comments you’d like to leave for the rest of the roster?
((She thinks for a moment, scratching her chin.))
Cass: I just wanted to say that I hear you all loud and clear. 'Oh, she's just a journalist,' or 'she's just some girl who did interviews. She doesn't belong here.' You know what I have to say to that? I wouldn't be stepping foot in that ring if I couldn't handle it. I wouldn't have gotten the job if I didn't know what I was doing. So think whatever you wanna think but instead of answering you with words, I'd rather answer you in the ring when I win my first match here in #FSociety with every single tool V's taught me.
(( Cass smirks into the camera yet again, brimming with confidence.))
Cass: And it only gets better!
Daniela: There you have it, #FSociety’s newest superstar will be letting her actions do the talking from here on out.
