Post by Robb on Feb 24, 2017 4:19:24 GMT
((The opening riff to “Hardwired" by Metallica plays inside the Thomas & Mack Center in Paradise, NV as highlights from episode two of Anarchy are played back for everyone to see. Shots of Taryn Diaz dominating Heather Sandstorm, Fiona Larson making Xavier Young tap out, Seth Lawless beating Romeo Santana with a chair, Ash Scion hitting her finisher on Darien Hacaga, Pretty Boy Floyd lying in the middle of the ring with two masked men standing over him, Corey Bull and Renee Pleasant trading blows, Hutch hitting his devastating lariat on Spider, Adrien nailing the Crescent City Connection followed by a shooting star press from Tyson Gregory and then the clip ends with Tyson and Adrien shaking hands before Tyson surprised Adrien with an Adrien Cutter. Pyro shoots up at the top of the entrance way and the fans are going wild as Anarchy is about to begin. The camera now pans over to the announce team.))
KV: Here we are for another episode of Anarchy and we have an action packed card here tonight!
SG: It’s alright but I’m wondering why everyone’s favorite British bloke, Tyson Gregory, isn’t in the main event!
KV: It’s simple! We’ve got an action packed TLC Match happening for the Anarchy Championship!
SG: What’s so special about that belt anyway and why’s it in such a crazy match?
KV: That’s simple, Samuel, the Anarchy Championship is a No Holds Barred title and it will be defended at every show from here on out. It is the absolute meaning of Anarchy and it will represent our program that it received its namesake after perfectly.
SG: That’s interesting. So basically, this is the belt that people are going to kill each other over! That’s great! Maybe we’ll finally see that old hag, Psychnuts, die tonight.
KV: Samuel!
SG: What!?
KV: That’s not funny! Anyway, let’s cut to our first match… A triple threat match between Spider and two debuting women in Diem Masters and Georgia Reign!
Match One: Triple Threat Match
Diem Masters vs Georgia Reign vs Spider
Jennifer Taylor: This Triple Threat is scheduled for one fall and it is a No Disqualification Match! Coming first to the ring, making her debut and weighing in at 150 pounds... hailing from Chicago, Illinois… DIEM MASTERSSSSS!
((The lights turn to a reddish color in the arena, as the starting instruments of "Bloody Creature Poster Girl" by In This Moment start playing. From the back walks out Diem Masters. She stops at the top of the ramp and she looks out at the crowd. She cracks her neck a few times before starting to walk down the ramp. She gets to the ring and climbs the stairs, getting on the apron. She wipes her feet, as she climbs into the ring, heading for her corner. She then leans against the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.))
KV: Diem looks confident and ready.
SG: She’s cute for a thick white girl.
KV: WHAT!? That is not appropriate at all.
SG: I’m just saying! I could do without the tattoos though.
KV: You should be careful what you say about her, because not only is she dating Corey Bull but she could kick your ass, too.
SG: She’s uh-what!? I’m totally kidding about everything! She’s lovely and I hope her and Corey have a long and fruitful relationship.
Jennifer Taylor: Her opponent… Also making her debut and weighing in at 125 pounds... from Las Vegas, Nevada…. GEORGIA REIGNNNNN!
((Georgia walks out onto the entrance ramp as the words “It’s just one of those days Mother Fucker” begins to blare into the arena. With a devilish smirk on her face, wearing spandex shorts and tight sports bra she walks down to the ring ready to take care of business.))
SG: Ooo-la-la! I like Georgia!
KV: She’s more than just her looks! She’s a fighter!
SG: Hey, sometimes I’m into the being dominated thing.
KV: You’re going to say stupid crap like this all night, aren’t you?
SG: YUP!
Jennifer Taylor: Their opponent… Weighing in at 115 pounds and hailing from Dallas, Texas... SPIDERRRRR!
((The opening of “Million Miles an Hour” by Nickleback pumps through the arena and the camera pans the crowd, looking for the mysterious Spider. They finally catch sight of her, standing amidst the crowd, looking dressed to compete, wearing her usual tight black wrestling gear. She heads down through the crowd towards the ring, smiling to herself as the fans react to her, parting so that she can get through. She vaults herself over the barrier and climbs up to the apron. Looking around at the crowd, Spider wraps her legs around the top rope, and dangles upside down for a moment, allowing herself to stretch out and hang from the top rope to the apron before finally letting herself down and crawling between the ropes for the match.))
SG: Spider is cute but she’s weird. I do dig her mysteriousness.
KV: Enough with talking about how all of these women look.
SG: I want to talk about all those sexy pictures she posts on Twitter, though!
KV: You sound like a creep and a stalker!
SG: Don’t put labels on me! I’m just an admirer… From afar.
KV: Stop. Just stop it.
((The referee now calls for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Spider, Diem and Georgia stare at one another as the bell rings. They look around wondering who they should go after, so Spider goes for Diem. Georgia doesn’t shy away and pulls Spider around, hitting her. All three women connect with shots that scatter them in different directions. Georgia, the tallest of the three, runs at Spider flattening her with a clothesline. Diem slides around behind Georgia and measures her up, and as she turns around she grabs Georgia by the hair and lays in multiple vicious headbutts.))
SG: Diem is looking quite vicious here to start things out!
KV: She definitely has a point to prove since she’s quite new in this business.
SG: So is Georgia as well. That means that Spider may have the advantage in this match up.
KV: Or is it the disadvantage since she has no clue about her two opponents?
((After several headbutts, Georgia stumbles back and shakes her head. Spider hits the ropes and spins in the air hitting a spinning heel kick to Diem from the side. She pops up and keeps her momentum going by leaping up and taking Georgia over with a hurricanrana. Spider spins and looks over at Diem who is recovering from the kick.))
KV: Spider is looking to take control!
SG: Diem better look out. Spider has her eyes set on her.
KV: Spider is now charging Diem!
((Spider goes for a running crossbody but Diem catches her and holds her up before slamming Spider on her back. Spider holds her lower back and gets to her feet before being grabbed from behind by Diem who locks her hands and throws Spider with a German suplex which causes her to land on the back of her head with a thud.))
SG: What power from Diem! She seems like the right woman for Corey Bull!
KV: They definitely put the “power” in couple, don’t they?
SG: You better not let Ashleigh and Gavin Grimes hear you say power couple like that!
KV: They aren’t even a part of this company!
((Diem Masters then goes after Georgia connecting with a right hand. Georgia stumbles back before throwing a right of her own causing Diem to crumble holding her jaw. Georgia then nails Diem with a spinning backfist which causes her to stumble back even more. Georgia now charges Diem and takes her down with a Clothesline from Hell.))
SG: What a clothesline from Georgia!
KV: I think she’s going for a pin!
1…
2…
KV: Thr… NO! Diem kicks out!
SG: That was a close one!
KV: Spider is charging at Georgia now!
((Spider grabs a hold of Georgia and goes for a suplex but Georgia blocks it. Georgia counters Spider into a T-bone suplex, throwing the shorter and smaller girl halfway across the ring. It causes Spider to land awkwardly on her ankle, appearing as if she sprained it. Spider stumbles back to her feet gingerly and Georgia goes to pop her up for something but Spider kicks her legs out with a dropkick hitting her in the face. Spider lands hard on the mat and clutches at her bad ankle and all three women are laid out in the middle of the ring.))
SG: What a match from three beautiful women so far! Robb Hardy really knows how to book these shows!
KV: I am definitely enjoying the competition between these three ladies.
SG: It’s been a back and forth affair between all three.
KV: Diem looks to be recovering now.
((Diem grabs the hurt Spider and picks her up but Spider shoves Diem off. Spider tries to make a move but her ankle is failing her and Diem knocks her back down with a clothesline. Diem then stalks Spider for a moment and when Spider gets to her feet, Diem nails her in the jaw with a superkick.))
SG: Bloody Kick! THIS IS IT!
KV: It very well could be!
1…
2…
((Georgia Reign charges in and breaks the pin with a curb stomp to the back of Diem’s head, sending her face crashing down hard into the mat.))
KV: NO! GEORGIA BREAKS IT UP WITH A CURB STOMP!
SG: At the literal last moment she saved the match with Confederate Justice! Wow!!
KV: Unreal! WHAT A MOVE!
SG: I’m going to invite all three of these ladies to my afterparty when the show is over. They all deserve to join the Samuel Griffin party train!
KV: Shut up!
((Georgia goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
3…
SG: There it is!
KV: NOT SO FAST! Diem’s foot is on the ropes!!
SG: Unreal!
((Georgia stands up and raises her hands in the as if she won but the referee tries to notify her that Diem’s foot was on the ropes. Spider is now up on her feet and she drives a knee into Georgia’s midsection before grabbing a handful of her hair and throwing her out of the ring.))
KV: Spider looks to take control here!
SG: But Diem is up!
((Spider turns around and Diem goes for a superkick but Spider ducks under it. Spider then wraps her arms around Diem’s head and uses her last burst of energy to run up the turnbuckle and she leaps off and nails a Tornado DDT. Spider then pins Diem for the cover.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… SPIDERRRR!
(("Million Miles an Hour" blares over the PA system as Spider is announced the winner and she quickly rolls out of the ring and limps up the entrance way.))
KV: Spider finally picks up her first win!
SG: About damn time!
KV: All three of these women should be proud because they all put it out there tonight.
SG: I’d like to see them put it out later too.
KV: Okay, we’re cutting to backstage now.
((The scene opens to somewhere inside the parking garage of the MGM Grand hotel. As the camera moves in we see Fiona Marie Larson standing by a 1999 Ford Escape, talking to the person inside the car.))
Fiona: I called for help not for you to drive all the way out here and lecture me about my decisions.
((The camera moves around so it can catch the sight of the person in the vehicle, who looks to be an older lady.))
Woman: I worry about you and as soon as you called about having issues with money what did you expect me to do? Wire you thousands of dollars because you asked? No, I needed to come out here to check on you, you’re my daughter after all.
((Fiona lets out an aggravated sigh.))
Fiona: Oh really? So the five years you just disappeared when I was a teen should all get forgotten because now you wanna play the responsible mom card?
Woman: Wow Fi.
Fiona: Look, forget I asked for your help. Go back to Colorado or something, I’ll call dad instead. I didn’t need you back then and I was stupid to call you now.
((Without another word Fiona walks away from the Escape, clearly upset. Instead of the vehicle driving, the woman shuts the car off and gets out before running after her daughter as the scene switches.))
((The door to the arena opens up backstage, and Jennifer Akers, Gray Malone, and his daughter Layne walk through. They are talking amongst themselves, walking down the hallway, as Layne is looking for superstars to harass for an autograph. Gray and Jen are walking, and talking, until a familiar voice is heard.))
Sasha Foote: Gray, I’ve never seen you walk so slow in my life.
((The UWA PRIDE champion and business partner of Gray Malone walks up to them with a grin on her face.))
Sasha Foote: I just made sure Tyson was situated and now I came to check on you.
((Sasha spots Layne looking around in every direction and approaches the daughter of Gray Malone.))
Sasha Foote: Get any cool autographs yet, Layne?
((Sasha holds her hand up to high five the young fan.))
Gray Malone: Oh, you know… she’s just looking for a famous wrestler to get an autograph from. Seeing as the only one around right now is me.
((Sasha slaps Gray in the chest with a loud pop, causing Jen to jump quickly.))
Gray Malone: Good one. She’s gonna head out there and sit with Jen. I take it you will sit with them right? Look after Layne for me?
Sasha Foote: Of course.
((Jen smiles and walks between them. She stops and turns towards Gray once more.))
Jennifer Akers: Good luck out there tonight, okay?
((Jen starts to reach her hand out towards her boss, which Sasha picks up on, but she quickly retreats her hand as she begins walking backwards towards Layne. Gray clears his throat a bit, and then bends over to kiss Layne, and give her a hug.))
Gray Malone: I’ll see you after I become Anarchy Champion, baby girl. Hang with Jen for tonight, and Sasha will be out there with you guys in a bit, after I speak with her, okay?
((Layne looks up at her dad.))
Layne Malone: Yes sir. I love you Dad. Good luck out there.
((Gray smiles.))
Gray Malone: I love you too.
((He then nods to Jen, and she nods back and they walk away towards the arena floor. Sasha begins to talk to Gray… who seems to be continuously looking at Jen walk away.))
Sasha Foote: Hello? Are you even listening to me?
((She snaps her fingers in Gray’s face.))
Sasha Foote: Do I finally have your attention? You really need to get focused on that Anarchy Championship, Gray. All of the kids at our schools are pulling for you, Layne is pulling for you, and I’m here to see Tyson AND you walk out with victories tonight.
((Gray is still looking in the direction of Jen and Layne.))
Gray Malone: Yes, Sasha your dress looks nice tonight.
((Sasha smirks, and realizes he isn’t even paying attention. So once again, she gives him a nice chop to the chest, causing him to cough loudly, and finally look at her.))
Gray Malone: Damn, Sasha. Uh, yeah… you know I’m focused. I know what is before me. I know that Seth, Ash, Corey, Mark and Bea Arthur are all gunning for the same title that I have to win. I need this, Sasha. I need to win this match, and no matter how much blood I have to lose, so help me, I will be the first Anarchy Champion for this company. Then I can be the face of this show. Which, if you think about it… would make me just as relevant as Tyson.
((He laughs in her direction, but then sees the look on her face, and the laugh stops abruptly.))
Sasha Foote: You know those jokes put me in a bad position. Besides, Tyson is the face of the company right now, not just a show.
((She puts both hands on his shoulders.))
Sasha Foote: Get serious about this, okay? You saw me go through it in Texas. All of the negativity after my losses, everyone telling me that I couldn’t do it, that I just wasn’t the champion I was a year before, and when no one expected it, I walked out a champion. It took a lot of hard work, sacrifice, and most importantly, FOCUS. Is the image of Jen walking away out of your brain yet? Can you focus on the match ahead of you?
((Gray looks at his business partner, and he smiles no more.))
Gray Malone: Yeah. I’ve been focused since the day I signed the contract with #FSociety. It didn’t matter what match they put me in, I was not going to be denied anymore. This isn’t about some group of Angelz anymore. This isn’t about corruption or greed anymore. This is about Gray Malone, and the day will come soon, when even Tyson Gregory will have to worry about that name. I do respect him, and I think he is a stand up guy. But I am looking to go straight to the top, starting with this shot at the Anarchy Championship. This will give me the fast track to the end goal of being the #FSociety Champion. I want this more than anyone knows. More than those that voted Ash Scion, and practically everyone else to win this Main Event than me. I don’t have to prove them all wrong. I don’t have to prove to my opponents that I am better than them. All I want to do is prove to myself why I deserve to enter that ring, amidst tables, ladders and chairs, and destroy everything that moves, to claim the Inaugural Anarchy Championship Belt, in front of my daughter, and the entire wrestling world.
Sasha Foote: Well the night and the moment are yours. I’m going to go check on Tyson again, and then I’ll be out there with Layne and Jen. If you need anything, text me, okay?
Gray Malone: You got it. And hey, remember next week we have a meeting in Toronto to talk about placing a new facility up there. If you can’t make it, Jen can go with me, it’s no biggie. And thanks again for hanging with Layne… and, uh… hiring Jen.
((He smiles sheepishly at Sasha who shakes her head with a smile on her face.))
Sasha Foote: You’re welcome on both, and yeah, Jen will have to fill in. Next week is family time with Brit.
((She starts to walk away but then stops and turns around.))
Sasha Foote: It’ll give you time to get to know Jen better, anyways. You’re welcome.
((She winks at her business partner as she then turns and begins walking away, leaving Gray to stand there shaking his head.))
Match Two: Tag Team Championship Tournament
Taryn Diaz & Cass Baumer vs Amber Richards & Renee Pleasant
KV: This is our first of two Tag Team Championship Tournament matches tonight.
SG: It’s all about that gold tonight.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a Tag Team Championship Tournament Match… Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 145 pounds, and residing in Los Angeles, California… TARYNNN… DIAZZZZ!!!
((“Waterproof Blonde” by Just Close Your Eyes rocks the arena as Taryn walks out and gets a
mixed reaction from the crowd. She stands there and looks around, soaking the reaction of
the crowd as she proceeds to walk down. She enters the ring and right away leans
against the ring ropes, still soaking in the mixed reaction as she waits for her partner to arrive.))
KV: This is the first time we will see Diaz and Cass Baumer team up here in #FSociety but its a great opportunity for them both.
SG: Diaz took some shots this past week at her opponents so she better come prepared tonight for a fight.
Jennifer Taylor: And her partner…. Coming to the ring, weighing in at 132 pounds and hailing from Wellington, New Zealand… CASSSS BAUMERRRRR!
((A familiar unapologetic guitar riff starts to play, met with the harsh vocals of Elle King. The crowd is on their feet, watching with wide eyes as the one and only Cass Baumer makes her way out of the gate with her fist up in the air. Cheers rain down on the New Zealand-born fighter, the whole crowd watching as the leather jacket-clad former-reporter makes her way down to the ring with a firm smirk on her face, basking in the sounds of the loud music. "Good Girls" continues to play as she struts down the aisle with her signature smirk, nearing the end of the ramp. Climbing up the steel stairs, she walks the apron, tossing her snapback flat-rimmed cap to a member of the audience without even looking. Jumping over the third rope with agility, she breaks into a sprint, running back and forth, bouncing off the ropes over and over until she takes her jacket and throws it over the top rope to an #FSociety official, knowing he would keep it safe. As the music dies down, she makes her way to her corner and exchanges some words with Taryn Diaz ahead of their opponents coming out.))
KV: I’m interested to see how these two women interact against a strong couple.
SG: I don’t know that any of these girls want to be standing across the ring from a giant like Renee Pleasant.
KV: I’m not seeing any fear in the eyes of Taryn Diaz and Cass Baumer.
SG: Maybe they should.
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 450 pounds… the team of RENEE PLEASANT and AMBERRR RICHARDSSS!!!
((The opening bar of “Throne” by Bring Me to the Horizon hits the speakers as red lights swirl around the crowd before settling on Reñee Pleasant who stands in the middle of the stage. Amber Richards and Mickey are standing on either side of him, with Renee smirking at the crowd as a chorus of boos rise up. Reñee shrugs and walks down the ramp with purpose. He jumps up onto the apron and holds down the middle rope for Amber before he enters the ring through the top and middle ropes. He pushes Mickey off the apron with a shake of the head, then steps over the top rope into the ring. He approaches the referee for a moment and towers over him with a laugh, before walking away, shaking his head still laughing as the music fades out.))
KV: I don’t think Pleasant will be trying to intimidate his opponent at Turmoil, Corey Bull.
SG: Those are both two big dudes.
KV: We’ll be seeing Bull later on tonight, but first it is Pleasant and Amber Richards’ turn to put themselves into title contention.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The bell rings with Taryn and Amber in the ring together. Renee stands outside on the apron eyeing his wife with a proud grin before staring across the ring to laugh at Cass and Taryn and licking his lips. Taryn and Amber step out opposite each other as Cass bangs on the top turnbuckle to hype the crowd up to get them behind their team. Taryn and Amber lock up in a collar and elbow. Taryn ducks and pulls Amber down in an arm drag sending her across the ring. Amber slides to her knees as Taryn laughs and shrugs. Renee shakes his head and points to Amber menacingly.))
KV: Renee doesn’t like seeing Amber on the receiving end.
SG: Then maybe he should get in there and take care of business.
KV: Maybe he should.
((Amber nods and pops to her feet as she and Taryn lock up again, but this time Amber pushes Diaz back into the corner. The referee counts and when he reaches four Amber steps back with her arms up before taking a wild swing. Taryn ducks out of the way and Amber turns, looking frustrated. She attacks Taryn who is able to duck and throws Amber with a Japanese arm drag. Amber pops up again, angry and frustrated.))
KV: Taryn Diaz is keeping control and Amber Richards is not happy about it.
SG: You can’t let yourself keep getting taken down like that. Amber should hit her in the face for trying to embarrass her like that.
((Amber shakes her head and looks at Renee who tells her to calm down. Cass smiles and nods clapping her hands as Taryn keeps her eyes locked on Amber. They go to lock up again and this time Amber pulls Taryn into a hard knee to the stomach. She then sends her over with a snap suplex taking her up and over. Taryn holds her back and Amber laughs pointing to her before pointing to Cass. Taryn steps back and tags in Cass who pops in all bouncy and ready to go.))
KV: Let’s see what Cass Baumer can do now.
SG: I’m tired of seeing this girl bouncing around. My earlier statement still applies. Hit her in the mouth, Amber.
KV: Is that just your answer to everything?
SG: Sometimes.
((Cass goes to lock up with Amber like Taryn did, but instead Amber steps back and slaps Cass’ arms away, slamming in a hard forearm. She hits another and another before whipping Cass to the ropes. Amber leaps up with a calf kick connecting with Cass’ face. Amber screams and hovers above her talking trash. She grabs Cass by the hair pulling her up before landing some vicious headbutts.))
SG: That’s how you do it.
KV: Amber Richards is letting out some aggression here.
((Cass drops to her knees and Amber steps back before slamming in a few hard martial arts kicks. She steps back and hits a superkick on her kneeling opponent. Amber turns to Renee and smiles as Cass crawls to Taryn. Amber grabs Cass’ leg and pulls her back. Cass gets to one leg and spins around hitting an enzuigiri across Amber's face. Amber goes down and looks out of it as Cass crawls to the corner. Cass reaches out for Taryn's outstretched hand for a pin and swings… but Taryn moves her hand.))
KV: Wait… what?
SG: Haha, yes.
KV: What is Taryn doing here?
SG: Taryn is hanging her so-called partner out to dry and I don’t mind it.
KV: Why would you throw away this title shot?
SG: Because Taryn Diaz is out for something bigger I guess and she doesn’t feel like carrying Cass Baumer around.
((Cass looks shocked as Taryn leaps down off the apron and throws her hand in the air in disgust, walking back to the locker room area. Amber tags in Renee as Cass stays on her knees in the corner watching her tag team partner storm off. She slowly turns and looks up finding Renee towering over her with a wicked grin as he stares down at her and slowly licks his lips.))
SG: Renee looks ready to have some fun.
KV: This is not a good scene for Cass Baumer, now two on one.
((He violently reaches down and pulls Cass up by the hair. She struggles and strikes at his arm before using her leverage to almost climb up his body and knee him right in the face. Renee holds his mouth as she lands and hits the ropes. Renee then explodes into her with a vicious left hook sending Cass down. Renee smiles looking down at her limp body and moves back waiting for Cass to move. As she does she stumbles looking out of it from the shot taken by the 300 pound Renee. He measures her up and runs in hitting a big boot.))
KV: The Dead Man’s Foot!
SG: She’s done.
((Renee drops to one knee and covers Baumer.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: This was looking like an evenly contested match until Taryn Diaz walked out on her partner.
SG: Let’s not bury the lead here. Renee Pleasant and Amber Richards jut dominated and are one step closer to being the first ever Tag Team Champions.
KV: It looks like Amber and Renee are not done yet.
((As officials check on Cass Baumer, Amber Richards skips over and grabs a microphone before sliding into the ring. The crowd boos as she leans back against Renee who just smiles at the scene before him.))
Amber Richards: Get that trash out of OUR ring...
((As Cass is helped away, Amber looks at Renee who gives her a slow nod as if she was asking permission.))
Amber Richards: What you people just witnessed was an exercise in power. A display of aggression the likes of which none of you can escape from. I hope Corey Bull was watching. I hope he got all excited at the thought of Renee and himself going at it… but first...
((Amber leans back against Renee and rubs her body against him.))
Amber Richards: It doesn't matter who we face next, whether it be Damon and Aurora or Riddick and Holt. Renee and I will stand in this ring victorious as more bodies get carried out...
((Amber lowers the mic and as she steps away Renee grabs her pulling her close. He grabs her face by her jaw and kisses her roughly and passionately before shoving her back to open the ropes for him.))
KV: I don’t know what to say about that relationship at this point.
SG: I know what to say. They are winners and that’s all that matters.
((The scene opens to the backstage area where the #FSociety Champion, Tyson Gregory, is seen slightly pacing back and forth. He's already dressed to compete and has his championship belt draped over his shoulder. He turns to the camera and offers up a smile.))
Tyson Gregory: You know I've had several people wondering why I dropped Adrien with his own move last Anarchy. Those same people also asked why I tagged myself in to get the pin in our tag match as well. And would you believe it those same people are asking if Sasha Foote and I are back together. Well to answer those questions all I say is this... I'm Tyson fucking Gregory.
((He lets out a chuckle.))
Tyson Gregory: Don't get me wrong, I'm going to explain more but you see with being Tyson fucking Gregory, you tend to steal the show like I did on the first Anarchy by winning the #FSociety Championship and by how I scored the winning pinfall last show after my picture perfect shooting star press. As for dropping Adrien? Why should I share that moment with him? I did what I said when I told him and the whole world that I wouldn't turn on him in the match. But when that bell rang ending it? Let's just say I had to remind the Dropkick King who the man is here.
((Tyson shrugs his shoulders.))
Tyson Gregory: And yes... I am madly in love with Sasha Foote. You see when you're Tyson fucking Gregory, you have a taste for the finer things and my dear Sasha... Is the finest of them all. Now, I have a match to attend to where I put Ragey Rachel on the chopping block.
((He lets out a small laugh and walks off camera.))
Match Three: Singles Match
Adrien Cochrane vs Darien Hacaga
KV: Now it’s time for Adrien Cochrane going up against Darien Hacaga!
SG: Darien is my Mexican brother! Gotta love a class act like him.
KV: He does seem like quite the smooth character.
SG: Damn right!
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is a singles match… Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 190 pounds and hailing from New Orleans, Louisana… He is “The DropKick King”.... ADRIENNNNNN COCHRANEEEEE!
((The lights cut off. The fans sit in silence. The opening guitar for ‘Last One Standing’ by Simple Plan starts echoing throughout the arena and once the rest of the band kicks in, a set of two flames on opposite ends of the stage flare as the Dropkick King appears on the ramp. The arena explodes with cheers from the fan favorite wrestler.))
~~How many times are you gonna try to shut me out?
I told you once, told you twice, I ain't gonna turn back around
You can say whatever, try to mess with me I don't care, I'm not scared
You don't have to say your sorry, save your sympathy
With a friend like you, I don't need an enemy
I would give you time if you were worth it
But guess what, you're not worth it~~
((Adrien Cochrane starts running down the ramp, slapping hands from the fans on his way down. He hops on the apron, hops over the ropes, climbs a corner as he holds his arms up in the air.))
~~Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, I'm always gonna be the last one standing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, 'cause I'm never gonna give up trying
And now I'm ready to go, I'm here, I'm waiting for you
And I'm gonna be the last one standing
The last one standing~~
((He drops down and looks ready for the match to begin.))
KV: Adrien is always looking prepared and professional.
SG: BORRRRING!
KV: No he is not!
SG: He’s boring and that’s why Tyson Gregory dropped him last week. Facts are facts!!
Jennifer Taylor: His opponent… Weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from Tijuana, Mexico… DARIEN…. HACAGAAAAAA!
~~I'm on the wireee!
I'll never go down!
I just-uh know, just-uh know The Answer!~~
((Showtaro Morikubo’s “The Answer” blasts across the sound system. Emerging through those black curtains, “The Answer” Darien Hacaga stood at the top of the entrance, soaking in the positive reaction given off by that crowd.
Making his way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans on either side, showing his love for them. Coming up on that ring, Darien slid in under the bottom set of ropes. Getting back to his feet, he threw his arms up, hyping up the crowd as he waited.))
SG: I love Darien! I think he’s going to pick up his first win here tonight!
KV: He’s going to have a tough time with Adrien!
SG: Adrien is lame!
KV: He’s the number one contender!
SG: Only because Robb Hardy felt sympathy for him.
((The referee then calls for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!
((The match begins with a collar and arm lock up between the two competitors. The larger Hacaga easily overpowers Adrien and pushes him to the ground. Adrien hops up quickly and sprints towards Hacaga and Hacaga tries to take him down with a clothesline. Adrien ducks under it and bounces off of the ropes. Hacaga goes for another clothesline but once again, Adrien ducks under it and then stops on a dime. Adrien then leaps back and nails Darien with a Pele kick.))
KV: What a move by Adrien!
SG: It was luck! He’s running around in there like an idiot! He’ll tire out soon!
KV: We’ll see!
((Darien gets back up to his feet and Adrien drops him down with a dropkick. Darien gets up again and Adrien hits him with another dropkick. Adrien goes for a third dropkick but Darien steps to the side and avoids it. Adrien gets back up but Darien knees him in the gut and nails him with a Double Arm DDT. Darien goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Kickout by Adrien!
SG: BOO! HURRY UP AND LOSE!
KV: Stop being biased!
SG: NEVER!
((Darien picks Adrien up and sets him up for a powerbomb. He then lifts Adrien up and Adrien counters with a hurricanrana. After a few seconds, Darien gets back up and Adrien nails him with a superkick which sends Darien flying to the ropes. Darien’s arms and neck are now hanging over the bottom rope and the fans start to go nuts when they see Tyson Gregory walking down the entrance way.))
KV: What is Tyson Gregory doing coming down here?
SG: I don’t know but he’s the champ! He does what he wants!
KV: That’s not true!
SG: It totally is!
((Tyson is now at the ring and Adrien moves to exit the ring to see what his deal is but the referee cuts Adrien off and holds him back as Tyson starts to taunt Adrien. Darien begins to stir and Tyson takes his eyes off Adrien and ends up superkicking Darien right in the face with the referee’s back turned.))
SG: WHAT WAS THAT!?
KV: I HAVE NO IDEA!
SG: I don’t know why Tyson kicked Darien but I like it!
KV: I don’t! This isn’t cool at all!
((A grin runs over Tyson’s face as the referee lets go of Adrien in the ring. Adrien looks at Tyson and shakes his head. Adrien now focuses his attention on Darien and waits for him to get up. Darien barely gets up and Adrien nails him with the Adrien Cutter and goes for the pin.))
SG: BOO ADRIEN! BOO!
KV: I’m still in shock!
SG: Tyson has a reason for everything!
1…
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3!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner…. ADRIENNNNN COCHRANE!!!!
((“Last One Standing” blares over the PA system as the referee raises Adrien’s hand. Tyson Gregory’s is staring at Adrien with a cocky smirk while doing a golf clap.))
KV: All I know is that things are really starting to heat up between Adrien and Tyson.
SG: Tyson is heating it all up. Adrien is just cold!
KV: I disagree. Anyway, let’s go backstage!
((The scene cuts backstage to Taryn Diaz walking out of the building with her bag when Tim Anderson catches up to her.))
Tim Anderson: Taryn! Taryn! Can I get a word about your actions against Cass Baumer?
((Taryn turns around and glares at Tim Anderson with a fiery glare.))
Taryn Diaz: You want a word about what I did? How about what Robb Hardy has done? He booked me in a match against a disgusting freak during the first Anarchy and now I had to team with Cass Baumer, who I thought would’ve been decent but after her showing last Anarchy? Yeah, I’d rather not team with her. How come I’m not in the main event tonight for the Anarchy Championship? Why are new people who just signed in it? People that I’ve beaten, like Corey Bull!
Tim Anderson: Well, I can’t really answer that.
((Taryn’s voice raises.))
Taryn Diaz: I don’t give a shit what you can’t answer! I want answers from Robb Hardy! I want to know why my talent is being wasted! You know what? Tell the general manager to not even bother booking me next show! I’m taking some time off. Fuck this shit!
Tim Anderson: But… Taryn!
((Taryn walks off from the scene and ignores Tim as the scene cuts away.))
((The scene shifts backstage where we find #FSociety interviewer Tim Anderson standing by with Dirk Bentley.))
Tim Anderson: I'm here with none other than Dirk Bentley, renowned ring veteran and participant in the High Roller Championship Tournament. Dirk, you're slated to face Pretty Boy Floyd who much like yourself has years of experience. How do you see this match playing out?
((Dirk chuckles while removing his hat to run his hand through his hair.))
Dirk Bentley: Son, ain't no one experienced the things I've experienced. Floyd's been around a long time but he's never been my level. So how do I see this match going? That's easy...
((Dirk's distracted as his phone chimes and he pauses to look down at the screen, his brow furrowing.))
Dirk Bentley: You'll have to excuse me, Scooter. Something came up. Long story short, I've got this one in the bag.
((Dirk continues to glance down at his phone as he hustles into the bowels of the arena with the camera crew in tow.))
Dirk Bentley: Summer? Summer?! You back here?!
((The shaken voice of a scared Summer O'Reilly chimes out.))
Summer O'Reilly: I'm here.
Dirk Bentley: Where?!
((Dirk looks left and then right, unable to find Summer anywhere.))
Summer O'Reilly: Up here.
((The camera pans up to find Summer standing atop a wooden pallet that's been raised to maximum height by a yellow forklift. Alongside her is Seth Lawless, his hand clasped around her throat as he holds her perilously close to the edge.))
Dirk Bentley: What the fuck is going on?! I ain't got no beef with you. Let her go!!
Seth Lawless: I really don't think you want me to do that.
((Dirk's eyes dart to the forklift and he's greeted by the smiling face of Tyson Gregory, sitting behind the controls while eating popcorn.))
Dirk Bentley: Gregory?!
((Tyson holds up a calming hand to assure Dirk that everything will be alright.))
Tyson Gregory: No worries mate, I'm a licensed professional. I assure you the pallet will not be harmed.
Dirk Bentley: I ain't worried about the pallet you jackass! I'm worried about my fiancé!!
((Tyson shrugs.))
Tyson Gregory: I just move the freight, I don't ask who it's shagging.
((Dirk takes a step towards the forklift.))
Dirk Bentley: You motherfu...
Seth Lawless: Uh, uh, uh... Any sudden moves and your bride-to-be goes splat.
((Seth heaves Summer up and dangles her over the edge as she screams.))
Seth Lawless: Catch my drift?
((Dirk stops and raises his hands in the air to show he's complying.))
Dirk Bentley: Yes asshole, I get it. Now put her down. I ain't done nothing to either of you. What the fuck is this about?!
((Dirk's phone chimes and again he looks down at the screen in confusion.))
Dirk Bentley: I know she ain't texting me from up there cuz I can see her hands. Now you two quit fucking around and tell me which of you has her phone, you hear me?!
((Ashleigh Jericho steps out from behind some crates while dragging a piece of rebar along the concrete floor.))
Ashleigh Jericho: I do.
((She tosses the phone at Dirk's feet and he stares down at it before looking back at her.))
Dirk Bentley: You? What the fuck are YOU doing here? You got no business here.
((Ashleigh smiles as she walks closer, dragging the rebar alongside her.))
Ashleigh Jericho: Actually, I do. You and I have some unfinished business and I decided that since it's my birthday I'd treat myself to a little something special.
((Dirk shakes his head.))
Dirk Bentley: What I did to you was over and done with months ago, you said so yourself.
Ashleigh Jericho: Did I?
((Her head tilts thoughtfully before she shrugs.))
Ashleigh Jericho: I guess I lied then.
Dirk Bentley: So are these two jackasses your new lap boys now that Gavin's retired?
Ashleigh Jericho: They're just friends who offered to help me out.
Dirk Bentley: Well you had better tell them to let her go right now because this shit doesn't involve her.
((Ashleigh laughs before sighing.))
Ashleigh Jericho: Just like your feud with Gavin didn't involve me before you left me bloody and beaten in that locker room. I didn't have a choice, and neither does she.
((She begins to pace a circle around Dirk, the screeching sound of rebar against the floor echoing as she does.))
Ashleigh Jericho: But seeing as unlike you I'm a decent human being I've decided to give YOU a choice. You can either pick a part of your body for me to introduce this piece of rebar to, or you can elect to have your precious yet skanky fiancé take the fall.
Dirk Bentley: You're out of your ever loving mind!
Ashleigh Jericho: Perhaps. But either you're going to choose or I'm going to go with option C and both of you will suffer.
((Dirk stares up at Summer and then back at Ashleigh with a seething hatred in his eyes.))
Ashleigh Jericho: Bet this is the one time I tell you to pick a body part and you don't respond with, "balls."
((Dirk fists clench as he draws a breath.))
Dirk Bentley: I play your stupid game and she doesn't get hurt?
((Ashleigh stops and runs her finger along her heart.))
Ashleigh Jericho: Cross my cold black heart.
((Dirk grunts before spitting out the word from behind gritted teeth.))
Dirk Bentley: Leg.
((Ashleigh leans in with her hand cupped to her ear.))
Ashleigh Jericho: I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you.
Dirk Bentley: My leg.
Ashleigh Jericho: Louder.
Dirk Bentley: MY LEG!
Ashleigh Jericho: Now fucking beg for it you piece of shit!
Dirk Bentley: Would you please hit me in my leg you RAGING CUNT!!
Ashleigh Jericho: As you wish!
((She unloads with a two hander that brings the rebar crashing across Dirk's knee. The force buckles his leg and he screams out as he tumbles to the floor. Not giving him a second to breathe Ashleigh continues her assault with a series of clubbing blows to the same knee. The metal of the rebar tears at the denim of Dirk's jeans which begin to stain red with blood. She lifts the rebar up over her head and slams it down twice more, reducing the flesh on Dirk's knee to a pile of mangled meat as he screams in agony. Overhead Summer O'Reilly cries for her to stop but Ashleigh pays her no mind. Three more hits and a winded Ashleigh finally stops, her chest heaving while she stares down with a smile as Dirk clutches the battered remains of his knee, blood seeping through his fingers and pooling along the floor.))
Dirk Bentley: You'll go straight to hell for this you crazy bitch!
((Ashleigh chuckles before winding up golf club style and introducing the rebar to Dirk's jaw, the blow turning out his lights as he falls back unconscious.))
Ashleigh Jericho: Guess I'll see you there.
((Ashleigh tosses the rebar aside as she exhales and smiles over at Tyson.))
Ashleigh Jericho: You can let her down now.
((As she walks off Tyson calls after her.))
Tyson Gregory: I have a complaint. I was told there'd be adult beverages but all I got was popcorn!
((As he lowers the pallet, the scene cuts to another part of the backstage.))
Match Four: Singles Match
Tyson Gregory vs Rachel Rosangela
KV: I can’t believe what we just saw with Ashleigh Jericho, Seth Lawless, and our champion Tyson Gregory.
SG: I kind of think Bentley deserved it.
KV: That was just horrible.
SG: Tyson’s the man. Not only is he about to come out here and show us how great of a wrestler he is, but he’s also a heck of a forklift operator.
KV: That’s disgusting. I don’t know what this means for the High Roller Championship Tournament match Dirk was supposed to have against Floyd, but we have Tyson Gregory coming out next against Rachel Rosangela.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is schedule for one fall and is a Non-Title Match. Coming to the ring first… weighing in at 121 pounds and from London, England… RACHELLL ROSANGELLLLAAAA!
(("Mistress" by Distrubed fills the air as purple smoke rolls throw the ramp. Rachel comes out and snaps her fingers. Red and purple pyro shoots out and Rachel continues her walk. When she gets to the steel steps she smirks and looks around the arena. Rachel gets into the ring and laughs.))
KV: This is a chance for Rachel Rosangela to put herself on the map here in #FSociety.
SG: If… and I repeat IF… she can beat the champ I guess that opens a lot of doors.
KV: You have to think Adrien Cochrane will be watching this one closely after his win earlier tonight.
Jennifer Taylor: And her opponent… weighing in at 221 pounds… He is the pride of London, England and he is your REIGNING #FSOCIETY CHAMPIONNNNN… TYSONNNNNN GREGORYYYY!!!!
((The lights in the arena fade out as the big screen comes alive. Two taped fists appear on opposite sides of the screen, one glowing red with fire around it, the other a pulsating blue with an electrical current running over it. The two fists then crash into each other with an explosion revealing the the name Tyson Gregory in their aftermath. "Phenomenal" by Eminem starts playing throughout the arena as a bright spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. Tyson Gregory then steps out through the curtain with his head lowered and covered in a black hooded, sleeveless zip up hoodie and the #FSociety Championship strapped to his waist. Tyson flips his head up and the hood drops off his head as he makes his way down the ramp completely ignoring the fans.))
KV: I don’t like what Gregory did just a few minutes ago, but he looks prepared for a fight right now.
SG: This guy is a gamer and Rachel Rosangela doesn’t know what she’s in store for.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Gregory and Rosangela circle in the ring, each one looking for an opening. They charge to the middle and the taller and heavier Gregory overpowers Rachel into a side headlock. The side headlock is turned into a hard Irish Whip into the ropes. Gregory follows Rachel, Rachel bounces off and is quickly dropped with a shoulder block. Rosangela is quick to her feet and uses the ropes to push forward. Gregory drops to the mat so Rachel hops over him. Tyson pops back up to his feet. Rachel charges off the other side, goes for a clothesline and Gregory ducks underneath it. Rachel continues forward and bounces off the other side. She jumps up and comes off landing a springboard hurricanrana that sends Tyson out of the ring.))
KV: I don’t think the champ saw that one coming.
SG: Let’s keep this in the ring.
((Gregory goes to pull himself into the ring when Rachel connects with a vicious kick to Tyson’s head.))
SG: What a cheap shot!
KV: Rachel isn’t messing around. She knows what is at stake here.
((Gregory crumples forward and gets hung into the ropes. Rachel takes a step back, jumps up and delivers a leg drop on the prone man. Gregory falls forward into the ring. Rachel drops to a knee and covers.))
1...
((Gregory gets the shoulder up quickly. Rachel pulls Tyson to his feet and delivers a hard chop to his chest and backs him up into the turnbuckle. Rachel hits one right hand and then another. Instead of mounting him for more punches, she sends Tyson across the ring hard. Tyson hits the turnbuckle and Rachel is close behind. Gregory stumbles out of the turnbuckle and Rachel hooks him for a DDT. Tyson is able to push Rachel away. Rachel charges as Tyson goes to punch Rachel and stops just shy. Rachel delivers a punch to Tyson’s face. Tyson blocks the next punch catching Rachel’s hand and spins her around. Tyson then whips her across the ring into a corner.))
SG: Beautiful counter there.
KV: Tyson needed to find an opening to turn this one around and he got it.
((Rachel is dazed and tries to get the cobwebs loose as she stumbles toward the middle of the ring. Gregory hits the ropes, comes up behind her and drops her with a bulldog, sending her to the mat. Gregory is quick with the cover.))
1...
2...
((Rachel kicks out.))
KV: Not enough!
SG: But close.
KV: Tyson is going right back to work but Rosangela isn’t letting up either.
((Gregory gets to his feet. Rachel is quick to her feet as well. They charge and Rachel is able to hook Gregory as he charges and hip toss him to the ground. Gregory rolls through and is on his feet. He swings with a clothesline but Rachel ducks it. She keeps running, hits the ropes and comes off with a springboard dropkick. Gregory hits the ground hard as Rachel quickly makes her way to top rope. She comes off with a frog splash on Tyson. Rachel covers.))
1...
2...
((Gregory kicks out.))
KV: Rachel is pushing the pace. She needs to keep this momentum going.
SG: She’s going to run out of steam at this pace.
KV: I don’t know about that. Rosangela looks in control.
((Tyson gets to a knee and shakes his head. Rachel comes over to continue her attack but Gregory pushes her away. She storms back in only to be caught under the chin with a forearm uppercut. Gregory forces her back into the ropes with a few more punches. Gregory whips Rachel across the ring, but Rachel reverses it. She follows Gregory into the ropes but Gregory has the awareness to jump up and over he rolls Rachel. Tyson lands on his feet and goes for a superkick as Rachel turns around. She ducks it. She turns around and catches a jumping DDT from Tyson and falls to the mat hard. Gregory goes for the cover.))
1...
2...
((Rachel kicks out.))
KV: Another close one.
SG: I want to see Tyson put her away here.
((Tyson Gregory gets to his feet trying to figure out what to do. Rosangela nips up and comes up behind Tyson. She spins him around, takes him by the head and deliver a monkey flip. Rachel then pulls Gregory up. She backs into the ropes and charges a dazed Gregory in the ring. She jumps up nailing a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takedown. She goes over and lays on top and goes for a cover.))
1...
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KV: Kickout! Rosangela came out of nowhere with that offense but it wasn’t enough to keep the champion down for the three count.
SG: Nothing she does can do that.
KV: Keep telling yourself that.
((Rachel pulls Tyson up by the head and stands in front of him. She backs into the ropes and charges. She jumps in the air and Tyson helps to throw her up even higher. He catches her and brings her crashing down with a power bomb modification.))
SG: That hurt.
KV: Gregory with a huge powerbomb. Rachel Rosangela is in trouble here.
SG: Finish her.
KV: Maybe he should have gone for a cover there, but Tyson Gregory isn’t done here.
((Tyson backs up and looks Rachel over. She gets to a knee and he goes for a superkick on a kneeling opponent. He connects and drops for the cover.))
1…
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KV: Thr… No! Rachel kicked out and I can’t believe it.
SG: Neither can I.
KV: Tyson Gregory doesn’t look happy.
((Rosangela is just able to kick out. Tyson shrugs his shoulders and locks in a Chickenwing over the shoulder crossface. Rachel fights to get to the ropes and break free but she's unable to get there. She finally is forced to submit.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: The Stockade! It’s over.
SG: That’s the Tyson Gregory I know and love.
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of this match… TYSONNN GREGORYYY!
((“Phenomenal” plays over the PA system as Tyson gets handed his title. He holds it up and poses.))
KV: I’m looking forward to this match at Turmoil with Tyson Gregory and Adrien Cochrane. They are both on the top of their games at this point.
SG: Tyson showed tonight why he’s the champion and soon enough he will show while he will remain as the man.
((As the cameras pan backstage, there seems to be a ruckus. Out of a small room, Hutch Lanahan is already in his ring gear. He seems to be tearing away from doctors. Two cops file out of the room as well.))
Doctor: Hutch, you obviously have a few injuries. We can’t clear you if you just don’t let us look at them. They’re not even that bad we just want to patch you up a little bit before you go out. Just precautionary!
((Hutch shoves away again.))
Hutch Lanahan: I am fine. I told you. I was drunk and I fell. I popped my own shoulder back into place and so it’s just a little sore and I’m just a little scuffed up. So could you lot just let me go prepare for my match? Bloody hell.
((As he begins to walk away, both police officers step up and block his way. Hutch places his hands on his hips.))
Officer: Mr. Lanahan. We need you to go down to the station with us and file a report about what happened. The Driver of your Uber that picked you up said something about getting robbed. The bar you frequented was hit up as well shortly after you were attacked.
((Hutch tries to step aside but he is cut off again. Hutch throws his hands up and looks back to the doctor. An obvious scrape on his shoulder needing to be tended to is apparent.))
Hutch Lanahan: Look. I’ll go with the doctor. I’ll get checked out, but I’m not going with this lot until I have my match, okay? I always stay until the end of the show. But I’ll go early. Deal?
((The cops and the doctors look around to one another and they seem to come to an agreement.))
Doctor: Let’s go get you a quick physical.
((Hutch mutters but follows the doctor away into the room they were already in.))
((The scene cuts backstage to Robb Hardy walking around frantically as if he’s searching for someone. He then walks up to a couple of backstage workers.))
Robb Hardy: You guys see Ashleigh Jericho anywhere? How did she get access like she did? What’s going on?
((The men shrug their shoulders and Robb moves on until he hears someone call him out from behind.))
Pretty Boy Floyd: Hey Robby, stop searching for Jericho and how about you answer me some questions.
((Robb turns around, his brow now furrows as he looks at Floyd.))
Robb Hardy: What do you want?
Pretty Boy Floyd: I simply want to know what it means now that Dirk Bentley has officially been taken out of this tournament for the High Roller Championship. Does that mean I move on to whoever wins out of Hutch and Diamond?
((Robb sighs and rolls his eyes.))
Robb Hardy: Yeah, sure… Whatever floats your boat.
((Robb turns around for a moment when he hears a grunt and crashing noise from behind. He turns around and the two masked men wearing clown masks from last episode are attacking Pretty Boy Floyd, who they now have on the ground as they beat on him with steel chairs.))
Robb Hardy: You two! Stop it Goddamnit!!!
((The two men stop and drop the chairs on Pretty Boy Floyd and one of them walks up to Robb Hardy and tilts his head, staring at Robb through the mask. The masked man pulls out a voice scrambler and raises it up to his mouth.))
Masked Man: Whatever you say, boss. You make the orders.
((Robb’s taken aback by the statement and his eyes widen.))
Robb Hardy: I what now? I do no such thing! I’m not your boss.
Masked Man: Heh, you’re such a kidder, boss. Quit playing around, me and my pal here better get our payment when this job is all said and done.
((Robb looks even more confused.))
Robb Hardy: What job and what payment? What the fuck is going on?
((The two masked men chuckle and shake their heads.))
Masked Man: The job of taking out Pretty Boy Floyd and whoever else you don’t like. So you better now back out on our agreement.
((The masked man pauses and points down at Floyd.))
Masked Man: Or else that? That’ll be you next.
((Security now comes running down the hall and the two attackers make a run for it as Robb shakes his head in confusion.))
Robb Hardy: Can we get some help over here for Floyd?
((The scene then cuts away.))
Match Five: High Roller Championship Tournament
Hutch Lanahan vs Jack Diamond
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall! Coming down the aisle, From Mevagissey, Cornwall weighing in at 222 pounds. Here is HUTCH LANAHANNNNNNNNNN!!!!
((Moonlight Sonata Remix by Solarfist hits on the PA. The crowd let's out a chorus of cheers as Hutch steps through the curtain. He walks down the aisleway with a sense of purpose etched on his face as he slides into the ring. Hutch stands up and the official rings the bell to start the match.))
KV: Hutch is a great guy but I’m concerned for him. He seemed a bit different in his last promo and he now has that obvious shoulder injury.
SG: There’s no doubt that Jack Diamond is going to bet his deck on targeting that shoulder of Hutch’s. I hope Hutch loses anyway because he’s a criminal!
KV: What makes you say that?
SG: You saw how the cops wanted to talk to him, didn’t you?
KV: I still won’t make assumptions.
SG: And that’s why you’re dumb.
Jennifer Taylor: His opponent… From Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 235 pounds…. JACK DIAMONDDDDD!
((As the opening chords of ‘Little Less Conversation’ begin to play, the lights around the stage start flickering white and red. The instrumental builds up and as the Elvis lyrics kick in, Jack Diamond walks onto the stage. He doesn’t pay the audience any heed, strutting down to the ring. As he slides under the bottom rope black and red lights start circling the along the ropes, conjuring images of a roulette wheel. At this point Jack makes the ‘more money’ finger rub towards Hutch’s direction.))
SG: My kind of guy!
KV: He’s a veteran while Hutch is relatively new but Hutch has been on quite the roll so far.
SG: Hutch has no chance against Jack who’s rolling with a royal flush!
KV: I guess we’ll see!
DING DING DING!!!
((The match starts Hutch charges towards Jack but it’s obvious that he’s favoring his shoulder. Jack easily dodges the charging Hutch and drops him with a droptoe hold. Jack then lifts Hutch up from the mat and drops him with a DDT. Diamond goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Hutch kicks out!
SG: He looks sluggish out there! Only a matter of time before Jack ends this match.
KV: Never count Hutch out!
SG: I’ll do whatever I want!
((Jack picks Hutch up but Hutch shoves him off before grabbing his hurt shoulder. Jack charges Hutch and Hutch nails a mule kick on Jack. Jack is quick to get up and he runs at Hutch with a full head of steam. Hutch goes for a clothesline but Jack ducks under it. Jack bounces off the ropes as Hutch does a spin and nails a discus lariat on Jack with his arm that’s on the same side of his weak shoulder. Both men collapse to the ground and Hutch grips onto his shoulder in pain.))
KV: Lanahan Lariat! But can Hutch take advantage?
SG: He didn’t even hit all of it because of that bum shoulder.
KV: You’re right, it wasn’t as powerful as it usually is.
SG: Hutch is crawling towards Jack but this is probably too late.
((Hutch slowly crawls over to Jack and he makes the pin and the referee starts the count.))
1…
2…
SG: Diamond kicks out!
KV: Hutch took far too long to get the pin.
SG: No! It’s because Jack Diamond is resilient.
KV: I didn’t say he wasn’t.
SG: Yeah but you inferred it!
((Hutch slowly gets up to his feet with a grimace on his face as he continues to favor his bum shoulder. Hutch picks Jack up with one hand but it gives Jack the opening to rake Hutch’s eyes, nailing him with a snake eyes maneuver. Hutch stumbles back holding his eyes and Jack then nails Hutch with several body shots before nailing a thunderous uppercut.))
KV: What a dirty trick!
SG: Hey if the referee didn’t see it, then it doesn’t matter.
KV: That’s not how this works!
SG: Oh well! Jack’s going for the cover now!
((Jack pins Hutch.))
1…
2…
KV: Hutch survives!
SG: Only for now.
((Jack stands up and walks back into the corner. He waits for Hutch to start getting up and when Hutch gets on his knees, Diamond charges forward at him. Jack goes for a shining wizard but Hutch ducks under it. As Hutch turns around, he’s suddenly met by a cutter from Diamond from out of nowhere.))
SG: Ace in the Hole! That’s it!!!
KV: Hutch could be in trouble.
SG: No shit!
((Jack Diamond now goes for the cover on Hutch.))
1…
2…
KV: Hutch kicks out again!!
SG: Why won’t he just go away?
KV: Because he’s a survivor and he fights for a reason!
SG: Everyone has a reason to fight! Don’t act like you know what Jack Diamond’s is!
((Jack slaps the mat in frustration before standing up and stomping on Hutch’s back. Jack then sits down on Hutch’s back and throws Hutch’s arms up on his knees, putting him into a camel clutch which causes Hutch to scream out in pain.))
KV: This move is bad enough on it’s own, but it’s definitely not very nice right now with how hurt Hutch’s shoulder is.
SG: This is it! I can feel it! Jack Diamond is going to move on in this tournament for the High Roller Championship!
KV: You’re probably right.
((Hutch looks as if he’s starting to fade but he gets a burst of energy. He contorts his body sideways with all of his strength and his foot inches closer to the ropes. He’s very close but now he looks like he’s about to tap out.))
SG: TAP OUT HUTCH! GIVE IT UP!
KV: He doesn’t know what to do! His shoulder must be on fire!!
SG: I hope he completely tore his rotator cuff! Screw Hutch!
((Hutch finally contorts his body sideways one last time and his right foot is now resting on top of the bottom rope. Right when his foot lies on top of the rope, the referee tells Jack to let go of the hold. Jack continues to hold onto the camel clutch and the referee starts to make the count. 1….2….3….4… Jack breaks it up before five and gets up in the referee's face.))
SG: This is bull! Jack had him and the referee ruined it!
KV: Hutch’s foot was on the rope!
SG: I didn’t see it do it didn’t happen!
KV: Sounds like you have selective vision.
SG: Just like how you have selective hearing! Didn’t I tell you to shut up earlier?
((Jack continues to argue with the referee as Hutch begins to stir. Hutch now gets to his feet and does a spin as Jack turns around and Hutch nails Jack with another discus lariat but this time he does it with his good arm.))
KV: LANAHAN LARIAT WITH THE HEALTHY ARM! THIS IS IT!
SG: NOOOOOOOOO!
((Hutch goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
3!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner…. HUTCHHHHH!!!
((“Moonlight Sonata Remix” blares over the PA system as the referee raises Hutch’s good arm in the air in victory. Hutch then slides out of the ring and walks up the ramp.))
SG: Later Hutch! Have fun in prison!
KV: HEY!
SG: I’m just saying, I hope this is the last we see of Hutch Lanahan.
KV: I hope everything turns out alright for him.
((The scene shifts to the inside of the Rebel Ink locker room, where Damon Graves can be seen lacing up his boots. In another corner of the room, his tag team partner and fiancée, Aurora Knight is warming up by throwing a few punches into the bare hands of their trainer, legendary former wrestler “Devastator” Jason Perry.))
Jason: Come on, kid... don’t hold out on me. Give it all you got!
((She starts punching even harder, prompting her trainer to smile and nod his head in approval. Damon looks on, his smile growing wider at every punch she throws.))
Damon: I don’t know what the hell that fucker was thinking, mouthing off at you like that, Harley.
((She scoffs, shaking her head as she stops, giving her hands a moment to stretch out.))
Aurora: Well, we’ll just have to show him and that poodle-headed idiot partner of his what happens when you underestimate us, now won’t we?
Damon: You’re damn right we will! No one threatens to violate MY girl and gets away with it!
Jason: Wait, what?
Damon: You didn’t hear what that perverted fucknugget said? Said he wants to show Aurora how a real man is in bed... fucking pig!
Jason: Of course... there’s always at least one in every company. Though this jackass is certainly one of the more vulgar ones.
Aurora: Ugly as fuck, too. But they’re just empty threats, because he knows he’s going to get his ass handed to him; he just doesn’t want to admit it to himself.
Damon: What about his tag team partner?
Jason: (snickering) Poodle head...
Aurora: What about him? He doesn’t give two shits either way. Why should we care if he suddenly finds himself incapable of leaving the arena under his own power?
((Damon smiles as he sees the wicked look on Aurora’s face.))
Damon: And Riddick thinks WE’RE the ones that are going to get hurt...
Aurora: Simple... he doesn’t know who the fuck he’s dealing with. But that’s okay, because after tonight, he’ll learn.
Jason: Just make sure the lesson sticks. These guys don’t seem to be the sharpest tools in the shed.
Damon: Oh, they’re tools alright. Come on, Harley... let’s go show those dicksmears how it’s done!
((Aurora watches as Damon heads for the door, a seductive smile playing across her face as she watches him leave the room.))
Aurora: OOH! I love it when he talks like that!
((She giggles as she follows him out of the room, leaving Jason shaking his head as he stands there with his hands on his hips and a smirk on his face as the scene cuts out.))
((The scene cuts to Tim Anderson standing backstage with a microphone in his hand.))
Tim Anderson: Tim Anderson here with an update on the statuses of Dirk Bentley and Pretty Boy Floyd from attacks the two men suffered earlier tonight. There’s good news and bad news to this report, so we’ll start with the good news; which is that Pretty Boy Floyd took a few bumps and is being looked at by the doctors currently but he should be good to go at the next Anarchy coming up which is our show before our first ever supershow, Turmoil. Now it’s time for the bad news.
((Tim pauses and takes a deep breath.))
Tim Anderson: The attack that Dirk Bentley suffered at the hands of Ashleigh Jericho, a woman who is not part of #FSociety’s roster, has put him out indefinitely. While we do not have any X-Ray or MRI results on his knee, it’s quite clear that Ashleigh did quite a bit of damage, which could even be career ending. For those of you who are asking why this attack happened… It stemmed over from an attack that Mr. Bentley did to Ashleigh Jericho over in NGW. He beat her with a baton and dislocated her jaw, putting her on the shelf for a month. Is this act of vengeance the last we see of Ashleigh Jericho? Only time will tell. Back to you at ringside.
((The scene cuts to ringside.))
Match Six: Tag Team Championship Tournament
Damon Graves & Aurora Knight vs Riddick & Ricky Holt
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is to see who advances in the tournament for the #FSociety Tag Team Championships.
KV: Earlier tonight we saw Renee Pleasant and Amber Richards advance in the tournament.
SG: They will be a tough matchup for whoever walks out of this one.
Jennifer Taylor: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 348 pounds… Hailing from Long Beach, California... here are AURORA KNIGHT and DAMON GRAVES… REBEL INKKK!!!
((“Refuse/Resist” by Sepultura blares over the sound system as red lights pulse around the stage in time to the music. Aurora and Damon step through the curtain and stand at the center of the stage, with Aurora taking 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.))
SG: Have you seen these two in the ring before???
KV: Yes, I have. And it looks like #FSociety has gotten a whole lot better because of it.
SG: This tag division is starting to blow up.
KV: This whole federation is blowing up.
Jennifer Taylor: And now, their opponents. First, weighing in at 240 pounds, from Muskegon, Michigan... here is RIDDICK!!! And his tag team partner, weighing in at 231 pounds, hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota... ‘THE GENERAL’... RICKYYY HOLTTT!!!
((The lights go out with a blood red spotlight on the curtain. Then “Beast” hits on the PA and when the sound goes out "I'm a MOTHER FUCKIN BEAST!" gets blasted. The music starts and blood red pyro explodes while Riddick and Ricky Holt come out with looks of pure hatred etched on their face. They come down the aisle yelling at fans. They slide into the ring, to a chorus of boos, as they start trash talking their opponents.))
SG: I am such a fan of Riddick and Holt.
KV: They put up a great fight two weeks ago against Tyson Gregory and Adrien Cochrane.
SG: To be honest, I was kind of expecting to hear a little more trash talk from them this past week.
KV: That doesn’t make them less devastating in the ring. This one will be interesting.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The bell rings, and it looks as if Damon and Ricky will start the match. They circle each other a few times, and then move in for the lock up. Ricky grabs Damon in a headlock, but Graves quickly drops to a knee, forcing Ricky to be flipped onto the mat. Ricky gets up quickly, and runs back at Damon, but gets a drop toe hold for his efforts, landing on the mat face first. Damon walks back to his corner, as Aurora pats him on the shoulders, while Ricky gets up looking pissed.))
SG: Someone should have told Ricky that this isn’t a warm up match.
KV: Graves and Knight were the last NGW Tag Champs so you know they are coming in with some confidence tonight.
SG: But this isn’t NGW. And Riddick and Holt are another level.
KV: Well, I guess we'll find out.
((Ricky tags in Riddick, who runs at Graves like a cannonball. Damon easily sidesteps and Riddick is met by the boot of Aurora that just happened to be on the turnbuckle. Damon tags his fiancee in and she climbs the top turnbuckle. Aurora leaps off, landing a flying leg lariat onto Riddick. She goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Riddick kicks out!
SG: Seems like an early cover.
KV: Yes, but Aurora did show off some nice aerial ability leading up to the pin attempt.
((Riddick is back up, and Aurora throws a couple of forearms to the side of his head. She runs to the ropes, but Riddick runs with her, and when she rebounds, he levels her with a thunderous clothesline flipping her in mid air. Riddick then picks her up by the head, and throws a couple of forearms to the side of her head in return. She swings with a haymaker, but Riddick ducks, and kicks her in the stomach before picking her up in the air. He runs with her before delivering a huge Brainbuster, causing Aurora to crash to the mat hard. Riddick tags in Holt, and they each grab a leg.))
SG: Make a wish!! Wait, don’t damage the…
KV: I’m going to cut you off right there.
((They both pull her legs with a thud, as the crowd moans. Holt grabs her leg, and quickly puts Aurora in a half Boston crab. She is screaming in pain, as Holt wrenches it back, almost touching her foot to the back of her head. He extends a hand to Riddick, away from the refs view, and grabs his hand to increase the force. Damon is on the apron yelling at the referee, who quickly sees the illegal tactic, and kicks their hands apart. While the ref is talking to Riddick, Damon hops in the ring, grabs the head of Ricky, and DDT’s it into the mat. He then slides out of the ring.)
SG: Come on! That’s not cool!
KV: I’m not necessarily a fan of that type of stuff, but tit for tat?
SG: Is that how things work around here?
((Aurora is in pain as she crawls back slowly over to her corner. She reaches up and makes the tag to Graves, while Ricky tags in Riddick on the other side. Riddick runs in, and is met with a huge right hand from Damon, then another, and another. He Irish whips Riddick, who counters it, slinging Damon to the ropes instead. Damon rebounds and ducks a clothesline attempt before coming back with a running knee to the side of Riddick’s head, dropping him to the mat.))
KV: And Graves is like a lightning bolt in that ring.
SG: He is laying waste to Riddick.
((Ricky slides in the ring, and clotheslines Graves, just as Aurora slingshots herself off of the tope rope, and lands on Ricky’s head, before slinging him out of the ring, with a hurricanrana. Aurora then heads to the ropes, and runs across the ring, to the outside with a corkscrew plancha onto Ricky on the mat below.))
KV: And Knight with an amazing move to the floor outside.
SG: This crowd is going bananas for Graves and Knight, even though they are cheating up a storm.
KV: It was Ricky Holt that got himself involved that led to Aurora tossing him out. Let’s not forget that.
((Aurora climbs back on the apron, and Damon tags her in. Riddick stands up slowly and is met with a double superkick by Graves and Knight. They nod to each other and Aurora heads to the outside. She climbs the top turnbuckle. Graves grabs Riddick and lifts him up for a vertical suplex. He holds him in the air, and turns toward his fiancee, as she leaps off with a crossbody block, the same time that Graves drops him for a suplex.))
SG: They just hit the Disaster-piece!!!
KV: What a move!
((Aurora makes the cover.))
1…
2...
KV: Thr… NO!, Ricky breaks up the pin attempt.
SG: Holt slid back in the ring, and Damon didn’t see it.
((Ricky slings Damon out hard, causing Graves to hit the mat hard. He then starts pulling Riddick to the corner, but Aurora is up. She runs at Ricky with a clothesline but he ducks and hits her with a flying high kick to the head, dropping her to the mat. He drags Riddick and steps back to the apron to tag himself in.))
SG: A smart move there by Ricky Holt. A true general.
((Holt runs toward Aurora and grabs her by the back of the head to nail a reverse DDT, dropping her down hard. He then climbs to the outside and begins climbing the turnbuckles to the top. He leaps off for a corkscrew moonsault, but Aurora moves at the last minute, causing Holt to crash to the mat hard. She dives to her corner, as Damon climbs back to the apron, allowing him to tag back in. Ricky is holding his ribs as he gets back to his feet, and Damon kicks him in the stomach, bending him over. With lightning quickness, Graves hits him with a sunset flip powerbomb.))
SG: STAY DOWN!!! Graves just hit his finisher.
KV: Holt missed his chance at The Bigmouth Strikes Again on Aurora and Damon Graves made him pay for it.
((Graves stays in position for the pin while Knight charges across the ring and keeps Riddick from breaking things up.))
SG: Graves goes for the cover!!
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The bell rings and the referee raises Aurora and Damon’s hands in victory.))
Jennifer Taylor: Here are your winners of this match… AURORA KNIGHT and DAMON GRAVESSS!!!
KV: Well it looks as if Graves and Knight advance in this tournament.
SG: I hear they’re the favorites to win this thing but I’ve personally got my money on Amber Richards and Renee Pleasant. How can you stop a seven foot tall guy like Renee?
KV: I’m not sure but needless to say, the matchup for the #FSociety Tag Team Championships is going to be amazing. Renee Pleasant and Amber Richards versus Damon Graves and Aurora Knight… The battle of two couples that are a tag team.
SG: Yeah, that means each team REALLY knows each other. Inside and outside of the ring if you know what i’m saying.
KV: Oh stop it!
((They climb opposite turnbuckles as the crowd cheers their victory. They hug in the center of the ring, as the camera cuts to backstage.))
((The scene opens up with backstage interviewer Tim Anderson in the back. He has a microphone in hand as he smiles. He brings it up to his mouth and he begins to speak.))
Tim Anderson: With me at this time is a man that is in the Anarchy Title match, Seth Lawless!
((Seth walks in with a smirk on his face as he looks at Tim.))
Seth Lawless: TIMMMAYYYY!!!
((Seth then looks around confused.))
Seth Lawless: Wait where is Dani? I’ve kind of told her I’d only be allowed to be interviewed by her.
Tim Anderson: She’s busy with Drew Davies. I guess you are stuck with me.
Seth Lawless: Great.
((Seth scoffs as he looks at Tim.))
Tim Anderson: Anyway, how do you feel about tonight’s main event?
Seth Lawless: Damn, right to the point are we? Well, I guess I can say that I’m ready for this match. I’m ready to ascend that ladder and grab what is mine. I’m ready to beat Gray Malone, I’m ready to knock Cory Bull down a peg, and I’m ready to put bodies in graves.
((Tim nods his head.))
Tim Anderson: Speaking of bodies in graves. Ash Scion had some strong words against you including this… “But I'll give you a clue. This belief you have that I can't hurt you, because you're a man and I'm a woman? It's gonna get you hurt.”
((Seth stops for a second and then nods.))
Seth Lawless: Yeah, she might be able to hurt me and maybe I did over think the ginger. But you know she is biting off a lot more than she can chew against me. Hell, man she might walk out of this match with the title, hell Gray…
((He laughs and shakes his head.))
Seth Lawless: Nah, that isn’t going to happen. We all know Gray doesn’t have a shot. But okay, this Ash Scion chick she said a lot about me but I did the same. I wanted to make her question herself and it might not have worked but still she has gone after my drive AGAIN. I have heard her words and now she is public enemy number one in my book. See, yeah I hate giving out my strategy so close to match time. I guess I have to break that right now TIMMAY! You see I’m going to go after Ash and I am going to make her have to break me, and maybe just maybe she will break me. Or maybe just maybe I will break her. Either way, I will make her pay for the words she said to me because I guess I have pissed her off.
((Seth pauses.))
Seth Lawless: Hey what can I say I like chicks pissed off… it's hot.
Tim Anderson: Well that is Seth Lawless. A man that hopes…
((Seth puts up a finger.))
Seth Lawless: Hopes? Nah a man that KNOWS he is going to be the Anarchy Champion. Thanks TIMMAY! But next time make sure Dani is standing here. I need eye candy before a match.
((He winks as he walks off preparing for his match.))
((We cut backstage where we find #FSociety’s pride, joy and number one reporter Daniela Cabello standing alongside the soon to debut Drew Davies. Dani is beaming from ear-to-ear but she clears her throat and tries to remain professional.))
Daniela Cabello: I’m here with one of #FSociety’s newest, most promising and possibly hottest signees, Drew Davies. Drew, it’s my pleasure to be the first to personally welcome you to our company.
((Drew smiles broadly, excited to be a part of the roster.))
Drew Davies: Thank you Dani...Obviously this is a very exciting opportunity for me. Not only to join such a great start up company like # FSociety, but to be here tonight being interviewed by the beautiful Dani Cabello.
((Dani’s cheeks flush as her smile grows.))
Daniela Cabello: As I’m sure you’re aware #FSociety has three divisions or titles that are sought after by our competitors. The Anarchy Championship, the High Roller Championship and of course the #FSociety Championship which is currently held by Tyson Gregory. Do you have your sights set on a particular title or perhaps a particular opponent as you begin your journey?
Drew Davies: I'd be lying if I said I didn't have my sights set on the #FSociety Championship...every wrestler in the locker room obviously wants to be seen as a top guy. But, I know I'm still very fresh and green in this industry. I still need to establish myself in this company and I'm looking forward to the opportunity to do that.
((Dani giggles a little at Drew mentioning that he’s fresh.))
Daniela Cabello: Right, so in a perfect world Drew Davies’ #FSociety debut would come against who and why would you choose that opponent?
((Drew smirks at the question.))
Drew Davies: I'm here to prove myself, plain and simple. A perfect world would simply be a match against anyone on this fantastic roster. Drew Davies fights, no matter who I'm facing. I know a lot of people think I'm just another roster filler or some guy who isn't worth anything but good looks…
((Drew smiles and winks at Dani.))
Drew Davies: But #FSociety is going to learn that I'm a lot more than just another handsome face.
((Dani stands there, staring at Drew for a moment before blinking and gathering her wits.))
Daniela Cabello: My obsessive stalking, masquerading as thorough research, tells me that you hail from Chicago. So out of all the feds in the country what about #FSociety appealed to you the most?
Drew Davies: When I saw the talent that #FSociety had it made my decision easy. I want to be one of the best wrestlers in the world...and the only way I'm going to do that is by facing the best wrestlers in the world. And they are right here in this company. That's why I'm here.
((Her brow quirks as she waits a tick before asking…))
Daniela Cabello: And that’s the ONLY reason why you’re here?
((Drew smirks a bit at the question, leaning in close as he puts his arm around her shoulders.))
Drew Davies: Well,to be honest there was this beautiful interviewer that kept recruiting me to join that piqued my interest as well.
((Drew chuckles lightly before removing his arm.))
Drew Davies: I'm sorry, I forgot the “no touching policy.”
((Her cheeks flush as she leans into him.))
Daniela Cabello: That policy didn’t mean you. It’s for all the Neanderthals who have no idea how to treat a girl.
((Drew smirks and leans in.))
Drew Davies: Ah...well I don't have that problem. You could ask my-
((Davies is interrupted when he’s knocked down from behind with a forearm. The camera pans over to the attacker to get a clear image and it’s now clear to see that it’s Dani Cabello’s boyfriend, Jenson Idol. Dani jumps back in shock as Jenson mounts on top of Drew and begins to deliver several forearms to his face.))
Daniela Cabello: Jenson! Please stop!!!
((Jenson then picks Drew up and throws him face first into a wall. Drew’s skull bounces off of the wall and Jenson then grabs him by the head and hits his finisher, the FC Cutter. Jenson then grabs a trash can nearby and pours the trash all over Drew.))
Jenson Idol: You didn't stop hitting on my bird, you didn't show me respect and back off... This kicking ain't nothing compared to what's gonna happen to you later... You and me, Turmoil... Don't chicken shit out on me... I'll be waiting.
((Jenson turns and grabs a shocked and scared Dani by the arm and pulls her away from the scene with him as it fades out.))
Corey Bull vs Gray Malone vs Psychnuts vs Seth Lawless vs Mark Storm vs Ash Scion
KV: We’ve got an exciting main event ahead with the Anarchy Title on the line.
SG: This is going to be great. Six wrestlers and one title hanging up high.
KV: Tables, ladders, and chairs will be in play and anything goes in this one.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match for the Anarchy Title… Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from Detroit, Michigan… He is “The Problem Solver”.... SETH LAWLESSSSS!
((“This is the Time” by Nothing More blares over the PA system. The lights go off and when the opening guitar riff plays a man blasts through the curtains. It is Seth Lawless. He steps out and he looks at the fans. He shakes his head as he passes by a ladder set up just outside of the ring and then slides into the ring.))
KV: Lawless looks prepared for the war that is ahead of him.
SG: This will be brutal, and I kind of like that.
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring next, weighing 220 pounds and hailing from Brooklyn, New York… MARRRRRRK STORMMMMM!
((The lights in the arena begin to dim and the #FSociety audience rise to their feet. The nostalgic melody of "Bad Guy" by Jordon Comoli begins to play through the PA speakers. Smoke begins to rise from the stage and the audience begin to applaud. Emerging from the clouded mist is the self proclaimed spokesman of a generation - Mark Storm. He stands tall at the top of the entrance ramp. A smile is plastered on his face as he marvels at the scenery, embracing all the cheers as he closes his eyes and widens his arms before coming down the ramp. He looks at the ladder and then climbs into the ring.))
KV: Storm had a difficult matchup against Pretty Boy Floyd two weeks ago and is looking for a huge rebound opportunity tonight.
SG: That would be a heck of a story to see Storm claim the Anarchy Title tonight.
KV: Anything and everything is possible in an environment like a TLC Match.
Jennifer Taylor: Next making her way to the ring from Muskegon, Michigan… PSYCHNUTTTSSS!
((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 puts her cigarette out on one of the tables lined up in the aisle way. She gets to the ring and yells at everyone in the ring incoherently before pulling out her frying pan and swinging it around wildly.))
SG: That’s not an approved weapon!
KV: You want to go and take it from her?
SG: Not particularly.
KV: Exactly.
Jennifer Taylor: Making their way to the ring next, weighing in at 225 pounds from Chesapeake, Virginia… GRAY MALONEEEEE!
((The lights go out, leaving the arena in darkness. The shadow of an Angel is on the screen as “Cut Me Loose” by Killswitch Engage plays. A lone spotlight shines on the entranceway, as Gray Malone stands there, bathed in the light. He then walks down to the ring, as the spotlight stays only on him. He slides in the ring, stands in the middle of it looking around at his opponents as the arena lights come back on.))
KV: This is the debut for the highly prized signing Gray Malone.
SG: Tell me how you walk in and get a main event title shot like this?
KV: Well, Gray was in line for a Marquee Title shot in NGW before it shut down, so this is a competitor with a championship pedigree.
SG: I do like the attitude we are seeing from him, so let’s see him prove it tonight in this one.
Jennifer Taylor: Their opponent… Weighing in at 127 pounds and hailing from New York City… ASHHHHH SCIONNNNN!
(("Don't Mess With Me" by Brody Dalle blares over the PA system as the camera pans around the arena, looking for Ash Scion. The crowd of fans next to the Spanish announce table splits apart and Ash Scion emerges from the crowd before hopping over the guard rail. She stands in front of a table and runs her hand across it before stepping around it and sliding in the ring. She looks at her opponents while waiting for the match to start.))
SG: I liked what I saw the last time around from Ash.
KV: Yes, she was victorious two weeks ago against Cass Baumer and Darien Hacaga.
SG: This is a whole different ballgame tonight, however.
KV: I think she’s up for the challenge.
Jennifer Taylor: And finally, weighing 385 pounds from The Great Northwoods… COREYYYY BULLLLL!
((A sweet sound, like a symphony starts as "Veritas" by Kamelot plays. The lights go dark and people start to use their cellphones to see. 26 seconds into the sweet sound, it becomes a rock sound, like a marching soldier. A symbol appears on the screen, a buzzard in front of two crossed axes, as a spotlight shines down on the dark hero that is Corey Bull and the crowd erupts into cheers. His logger chain rests on his shoulder as he walks to the ring, the spotlight follows him and the music continues to play.))
~~In the mirror my reflection lies to me
That is not the man I want to see
But every harvest takes me closer to my aim
I will be there as soon as darkness falls
My life is but a heartbeat away
And all you ever had will soon belong to me~~
((Bull stands next to the ladder and looks up it with a smile. He starts to climb the apron to face the crowd right before the chorus begins. He raises his arms out from his sides, stretching them out wide as he looks out over the crowd. The spotlight remains on him the entire time, sending an eerie shadow effect over Bull.))
~~(In morte ultima veritas)
You will kneel before me
And you will confess that I'm god
(Vincit veritas in omeni re)
Send me your prayers
But death is the answer to life~~
((A mushroom cloud explodes on the stage area as the music stops and the lights come up. Bull climbs into the ring and stands in the middle of the other five competitors.))
KV: The biggest man in this match has to know that everyone is coming for him.
SG: Corey Bull is proud of his status as a hardcore fighter, so this match plays to his strengths.
KV: He just can’t like the way these other competitors are staring him down right now.
SG: Knowing what I’ve seen from this guy, I think he might actually like it.
KV: We are going to find out real quick, because this TLC war is about to get underway.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((As the bell rings, Psychnuts charges at Bull with the frying pan. He catches the weapon, partially taking a shot to the forearm, but manages to rip it from her hands. He throws it out of the ring as Psychnuts starts throwing wild kicks and punches. Everybody else finally reacts as Ash Scion and Mark Storm begin to trade shots in one corner while Gray Malone and Seth Lawless exchange shots in another corner. Lawless and Malone spill out to the outside and slam each other back and forth into the barricade on the outside.))
KV: This is starting out wild, just like we thought.
SG: Look at Corey Bull. He’s just standing there taking everything Psychnuts has to throw at him.
((Psychnuts continues to try and knock Corey back, but he finally throws her off and sends her flying back into the ropes. Psychnuts bounces back and Bull levels her with a clothesline. Psychnuts rolls out of the ring so Corey turns his attention and hammers Scion in the back. Storm pulls himself out of the corner and starts throwing wild punches at Bull that knock him back into the middle of ring. Storm transitions from some wild strikes into some impressive kicks to different parts of the larger man’s legs and body. Scion charges at Bull and hits him with a flying elbow shot but he remains on his feet, staggered. Scion and Storm work in unison, kicking away at Bull. He falls down to a knee and they hit simultaneous kicks to his head that send him down and rolling to the apron.))
KV: Scion and Storm using some vicious kicks to finally take Corey Bull down.
SG: That’s how you do it.
KV: This is only moments in but everyone is throwing their hardest stuff at each other all over the place.
((Psychnuts rolls into the ring with a steel chair and smashes it into Ash’s head, knocking her down. Storm sends Psychnuts back into the ropes with a dropkick but she rebounds off the ropes and plows back into him with the chair.))
KV: This old lady isn’t afraid of anything.
SG: She’s doing some damage in there early with that chair.
((Lawless and Malone continue to brawl on the outside, with Malone whipping Lawless into the steel steps. A loud thud can be heard throughout the arena and Lawless holds onto his shoulder. Malone props a table up onto the barricade but before Gray can do anything, Lawless charges at him and sends them both through the table with a spear. The fans go nuts as both men are slumped up against the barricade with pieces of table above and below them. Lawless continues to hold his shoulder.))
KV: That could not have helped the already injured shoulder of Seth Lawless.
SG: Yeah, but if he didn’t strike first, Gray Malone would have found a way to put him through that table and it could have been a lot worse.
KV: You are probably right.
SG: I always am.
((Back in the ring, Psychnuts still has the chair in her hands and she slams it down into the midsections of Ash Scion and then Mark Storm. She turns around and gets knocked back as she bumps into Corey Bull. He waves for her to hit him so she takes a wild swing and hits him on the side of the arm. He lets out a roar and shrugs it off, still standing in place. She takes another shot with the chair and he barely moves in response. Psychnuts then changes her grip on the chair and this time slams the edge of it into his groin. This causes Bull to lean forward in pain. Ash Scion gets up and connects with a running knee to his head. Psychnuts drops the chair and pulls him down with a DDT onto it. Mark Storm uses a baseball slide dropkick and it knocks Bull out of the ring and to the floor.))
KV: There’s a lot of teamwork going on here to take out Corey Bull.
SG: That chair certainly helped.
((Psychnuts smacks Storm across the face and he replies with a kick to her side. She throws another right hand but he blocks it and kicks her back into the ropes. Scion charges at Psychnuts and takes them both over the top rope and to the outside with a clothesline. This leaves Storm standing alone in the ring so he quickly slides out and grabs the ladder standing by the entrance way. He slams it shut and then slides it underneath the bottom rope. He starts to set it up in the middle of the ring when Seth Lawless hits him from behind. Lawless smashes Storm face first into the ladder and then throws him back into the corner. He connects with some punches and then sends him face first into the ladder, causing it to crash down. Storm stays on his feet but stumbles around. Lawless easily scoops him up and then slams him back down with a bodyslam on top of the ladder. Lawless takes a few steps back and then charges forward, looking for a jumping elbow drop. Storm rolls off of the ladder and Lawless drops down onto the ladder, elbow first. He rolls around in pain holding onto his elbow before getting pulled out of the ring b Gray Malone. Malone then slides into the ring, pulls Storm in, and drops him with a spinning brainbuster. He takes his turn in setting up the ladder and begins to climb.))
KV: Gray Malone is taking his chance and he’s the only one in the ring at the moment.
SG: That can’t last long.
KV: Ash Scion isn’t taking any chances here and she’s coming for Malone.
((Scion slides back into the ring and climbs up the ladder opposite Malone. They climb up near the top and start trading punches and chops. Psychnuts comes back in and starts to try and tip the ladder over. Malone kicks downward at Psychnuts but eats a forearm shot from Scion for turning his attention. Corey Bull rolls back in and bulldozes through both Psychnuts and the ladder with a running shoulder slam, causing the ladder to fall over and Scion and Malone to crash down to the mat hard.))
KV: Oh my!
SG: That was ugly for everyone involved.
((Corey Bull pulls Psychnuts back in, lifts her up with a military press, and then throws her over the top rope and through a table on the outside.))
KV: Corey Bull continues to impress with his power here.
SG: This guy is just so big.
KV: There’s a reason he’s built himself a name in these types of matches.
SG: The question is just can one of these ladders hold him.
((Bull pulls the ladder back up into place and starts to climb it. Seth Lawless has a chair and comes from behind Bull, slamming him in the back. Bull takes a few steps back down and Lawless drills him a second time with the chair. He throws the chair down, hooks Bull around the waist from behind, and then drops him back off the ladder with a German suplex.))
KV: That was an elevated German onto Bull. How did he pull that off?
SG: Seth Lawless showing off some impressive strength.
KV: And he picks up that chair. Seth Lawless is in control right now.
((Lawless takes the chair and slams it down on the back of Ash Scion as she works her way up to her hands and knees. The shot flattens her back down to the mat, with Lawless following up with a kick to her back for good measure. Gray Malone gets up and Lawless jams the edge of the chair into his midsection. Malone hunches forward so Lawless slams him over the back and knocks him to the ground. He then kicks Malone out of the ring before looking around and realizing he is the last man standing. He tosses the chair out of the ring, repositions the ladder perfectly, and looks up at the title with a big smile across his face.))
SG: Go for it, Seth. This is yours, baby.
KV: Lawless looks in a great position here.
((Mark Storm pops up on the apron and springboards off the top rope onto the ladder, all of a sudden finding himself in an equal position to Lawless from out of nowhere.))
SG: Where did he come from?
KV: I think Seth Lawless is asking himself the same thing right now.
((Lawless rakes Storm across the eyes and then slowly turns him around on the ladder. He comes over Storm’s shoulder with a clubbing forearm blow to the chest. He then locks in a Sleeper Hold on the top of the ladder. Lawless lets go of Storm and Storm barely holds onto the ladder to keep himself up instead of falling off. He then leaps off of the ladder and connects with an enzuigiri kick to the side of Seth’s head, sending both men off the top of the ladder and to the mat.))
KV: Everybody’s down. This is chaos.
SG: How did Storm pull that off?
KV: I don’t know, but the question all six of these people need to be asking themselves is why they would want to have to go through this and defend a title in matches like this every show.
SG: Being a champion here in #FSociety is worth the pain.
KV: This match is proving why the Anarchy Title is going to be the hardest to hold. They are all giving it everything they have.
((Psychnuts is back in the ring and she looks at the ladder and then around to all of the other competitors who are still down.))
SG: Could this be?
KV: This would be the shock of all shocks for this crazy old lady to become the first ever Anarchy Champion.
((She starts to climb the ladder but Corey Bull is back in the ring and he grabs her from behind, snatching her with ease from the middle of the ladder to the mat. She gets back up to her feet so Bull pulls her and drops her with a Black Hole Slam.))
KV: Corey Bull with the Downward Spiral.
SG: He has been Psychnuts’ destroyer tonight. Every time she gets up he throws her right back down.
((Bull pulls her back up again and tosses Psychnuts through the ropes and to the outside by the entrance way. Psychnuts gets up to her feet but Ash Scion runs down the apron and hits her with a flying knee to the face. Corey Bull grabs the ladder, closes it, lifts it into the air, and sends it flying over the top rope and down on top of Psychnuts as Ash Scion gets out of the way by jumping off a steel chair, over the steel steps, and down onto Seth Lawless with a clothesline. Mark Storm comes back into the ring and charges at Bull. Bull drops his shoulder and sends Mark Storm flying over the top rope as well, causing him to drop down back first onto the ladder and on top of Psychnuts with a back body drop.))
KV: Oh my God! Mark Storm just crash-landed hard on top of both that ladder and the crazy old lady.
SG: That was nuts.
KV: This is just too much.
((Gray Malone slides a table into the ring and Corey Bull pulls it in and starts to set it up near one of the corners. Malone grabs a second table and slides it in so that he can set it up opposite of Bull.))
KV: It looks like Malone and Bull are working together for the moment to set up the next set of destruction.
SG: Or are they?
((Both men turn around and start slugging it out back and forth in the middle of the ring. Bull headbutts Malone back but then turns around into a Gamengiri kick from Ash Scion from the apron. Malone then connects with a Pele kick. Bull stays on his feet, but Seth Lawless charges in and sends Bull crashing through the propped up table with a big boot.))
KV: Three kicks from his opponents and Corey Bull gets dropped.
SG: Those were vicious.
KV: Ash Scion used her Watch it Burn kick and now she’s looking to cause a little more havoc.
((Scion springboards off the top rope and takes Lawless out with a dropkick. She and Gray start trading strikes. Malone looks for a roaring elbow but Scion ducks under it and then drops him down onto the table with a short arm lariat.))
KV: REDRUM! Malone is in a prone position on that table.
SG: Scion is going to finish him off from the top rope.
((Scion looks ready for a splash off the top but Seth Lawless has a ladder and hits her in the face with the top of it. Scion takes a knock but does her best to keep her balance on the top rope. Lawless hits her again and she almost falls off the top again. Lawless turns his attention to setting up the ladder in the middle of the ring. Malone gets up off the table, climbs up the turnbuckle, and then drops Scion through the table with an Ace Crusher.))
KV: The Beheading through a table from Gray Malone.
SG: That was cool.
KV: But that leaves Seth Lawless in a prime position.
((Seth Lawless watches the carnage of Malone and Scion going through the table, but then turns his attention to the title hanging above him. He starts climbing and is joined again at the top when Mark Storm sides back in and scrambles up the ladder.))
KV: This didn’t end well for either of these men the last time they we’re in this position.
SG: Let’s see what craziness they can come up with this time, because only one of them can get that title.
((Lawless connects with a headbutt that rocks Storm. Gray Malone pulls Storm down off the ladder and into position for a powerbomb. Malone runs towards Corey Bull who is still slumped in the corner surrounded by pieces of table and throws Storm into him with a buckle bomb. Lawless turns his attention back to the title but gets his foot grabbed onto by Malone. Malone climbs up behind Lawless, with Lawless throwing back elbows with one arm and holding onto the ladder with the other. Lawless finally knocks Malone back down and Malone gets drilled from a Busaiku knee kick from Ash Scion.))
KV: How did she get up from that stunner through the table?
SG: I don’t know, but she better turn her attention to that ladder, because Seth Lawless is focused on what is hanging right above his head.
((Lawless is once again the only person on the ladder and tries to grab ahold of the Anarchy Title. Scion hits him in the back one time and then climbs up the opposite side as fast as she can. Scion catches up to him and they both start trading forearm shots at the top of the ladder. Scion grabs a hold of Seth’s head and slams him face first into the top of the ladder. She then tries to hook him around the head for a vertical suplex.))
KV: No! This would be too much.
SG: This is what it is going to take. Drop him. Come on.
((Lawless barely manages to hold onto the ladder. Seth then nails Ash Scion with a hard right hook to her face, putting her in a daze. He then reaches up for the Anarchy Championship and starts to unhook it and Ash reaches up and grabs a hold of the belt as well. The two competitors both tug at it before pulling it off the hook. Ash and Seth both fall off the ladder together, both still holding the championship but when they land, the belt is solely in Ash Scion’s possession.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: What just happened? Is Ash the first ever Anarchy Champion!?
SG: I don’t know, I’m not quite sure.
KV: The referee is discussing it with Jennifer Taylor right now.
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… and new Anarchy Champion… ASH… SCIONNNNN!
((“Don't Mess With Me” blares over the PA system as Ash Scion stands up and gingerly raises the Anarchy Championship in the air while Seth Lawless looks at her with a shocked look on his face.))
SG: If I’m Seth Lawless, I would have serious beef with the ending of this match.
KV: I get that. I’m interested to see how this all plays out.
SG: Hopefully we’ll see these two face off again.
KV: Well if we do, we won’t find out until the fourth episode of Anarchy, which is two weeks from today!
SG: What a night! Now Tyson Gregory and Ash Scion sit on top of the food chain as the only two champions in #FSociety history!
KV: That they do. Well, that’s all for this week, folks. See you all at the last Anarchy before our first ever supershow… TURMOIL!
((The show closes out.))
