Post by Robb on Feb 24, 2017 4:27:37 GMT
((The opening riff to “Hardwired" by Metallica plays inside the Mirage Event Center in Las Vegas, Nevada. Highlights are shown over the big screen of Spider picking up a victory over Masters and Georgia Reign, Amber and Renee beating on Cass Baumer who was abandoned by her partner, Adrien Cochrane picking up a victory over Darien Hacaga and Tyson Gregory purposefully helping him do so, Pretty Boy Floyd getting attacked backstage by two men in clown masks, Hutch Lanahan hitting the Lanahan Lariat on Jack Diamond, Graves and Aurora picking up a win over Riddick & Holt and the closing scene shows Ash Scion and Seth Lawless falling off of the ladder with the Anarchy Championship in both of their hands but when they land on the mat, the belt is clearly in Ash Scion’s possession. The camera now pans over to Khristina Valentine and Samuel Griffin.))
KV: We are here in the Mirage Event Center with a sold out crowd of 8,650 people on hand! The tickets for this go home show sold out like crazy!
SG: That they did! Tonight is going to be crazy before we head into Turmoil!
KV: There’s so many questions I have for tonight. Who’s going to walk out the High-Roller Champion?
SG: Don’t forget about the Tag Team Championships being decided tonight as well!
KV: The Anarchy Championship is also on the line in a triple threat match!
SG: Needless to say, tonight is going to be a historic night heading into Turmoil! We could crown up to four new champions tonight depending on if Ash Scion loses her belt!
KV: That’s a big if, Samuel. Ash is a tough cookie!
SG: I’d like to take a bite of her cookie!
KV: That being said, it’s time for us to start the show and do we have a good one to kickoff the night! Georgia Reign vs Gray Malone vs Darien Hacaga!
Match One: Triple Threat Match
Darien Hacaga vs Georgia Reign vs Gray Malone
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall! Coming to the ring first… Weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from Tijuana, Mexico… DARIEN…. HACAGAAAAAA!
~~I'm on the wireee!
I'll never go down!
I just-uh know, just-uh know The Answer!~~
((Showtaro Morikubo’s “The Answer” blasts across the sound system. Emerging through 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: Hopefully mi amigo Darien can get a win finally!
KV: He’s going to have his hands full with Georgia and Gray.
SG: You’re right about that one.
Jennifer Taylor: His opponent… Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 125 pounds…. 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: Georgia had a great debut last week!
KV: She did but she’s fighting some savvy veterans this week.
SG: That’s true! I do love me some Gray Malone and Darien Hacaga!
KV: I think this match is going to be interesting. We’ll see if Gray and Darien rebound from their losses last week.
SG: I think one of them will! Georgia is too green!
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: I think Gray Malone has a bit of a chip on his shoulder tonight.
SG: I really thought he was the favorite to win the Anarchy Championship last week.
KV: I thought a lot of people had a good chance but Ash Scion was just able to pull it off.
SG: We’re going to see a different Gray Malone here tonight… I really think he’s going to show his absolute best abilities.
((The referee signals for the bell as all three competitors stand in different corners.))
DING!! DING!! DING!!
((Immediately, Georgia heads towards Darien. She connects with a leg lariat as she mounts him, striking Hacaga with a series of punches. Malone is not sure what quite to do, and just stands back for a second. The ref begins a five count.))
ONE
TWO
THREE
SG: Wow! Reign sure means business here!
KV: She’s really showing her MMA skills here tonight by mounting Hacaga and nailing him with those strikes.
SG: Agreed and it’
((The ref counts to three as Georgia backs off of Darien. Georgia offers a smile as Gray Malone tries to grab and lift up Darien, but Darien pushes him back and gets up to his feet. He gets up and hits multiple Kicks to the body of Malone, before out of nowhere Georgia Reign connects with a missile dropkick taking Darien Hacaga down to the mat. Georgia makes the cover))
1...
SG: Gray breaks it up!
KV: Were we seeing teammate out of Gray and Georgia for a second?
SG: It looked like it to me!
KV: An interested start so far.
((Gray Malone reaches down and grabs Darien. He shoots him off into the ropes as he returns Gray swings for a clothesline but Hacaga ducks it. He turns around and as Darien rebounds Gray Malone is able to use a drop toe hold sending Hacaga to the mat. Georgia is up to her feet as Malone quickly turns his attention to her. He uses a combination of jabs, and follows them up with a rolling snapmare. He pushes Georgia down for the cover))
1...
2…
KV: Reign kicks out!
SG: Come on Gray! Hold her down!
KV: That sound terrible.
SG: I mean for the three count!
((Malone shuffles over for a pin on Hacaga))
1...
2....
((Darien manages to kickout.))
SG: Now Darien kicks out!
KV: It’s a little too early to go for the win here. I think Gray needs to hit a more impactful move.
((Darien and Malone both back up to their feet as Georgia Reign is using the ropes in the corner to pull herself up. Darien grabs Malone and hits a DDT. He quickly rolls Malone over for a pinfall but before he can make the cover, Georgia is behind him and drops both knees into his back to stop a pin attempt. She manages to lift Hacaga up to his feet, as Georgia grabs him from behind and spins him around, hitts a flowing DDT. She quickly makes a cover.))
1...
2…
KV: Darien kicks out again!
SG: He’s a fighter, you’ve got to give him that!
KV: Indeed he is.
((Georgia picks Darien up and whips him towards the ropes and Georgia runs towards him as he bounces off of the ropes and they take each other out with clothelines.))
SG: WOAH!
KV: A clothesline from both competitors!
SG: EVERYONE IS DOWN!
(( With all three of them down, the ref begins a ten count.))
ONE
TWO
THREE
((Malone is beginning to get up.))
FOUR
FIVE
((Georgia manages to get to one knee.))
SIX
((They all get up to their feet))
KV: And all three are ready!
SG: This is about to get intense here!
KV: You can feel it!
((Georgia charges towards Darien Hacaga but at the last second he manages to use the top rope and pulls it down sending her over it. She manages to hold on, however, standing on the ring apron. Hacaga turns towards her and battles, trying to knock her down to the hard floor below. Out of nowhere, Gray Malone uses a dropkick to Hacaga which crashes into Reign. She goes flowing off into the barricade as Hacaga whiplashes on the mat.))
SG: Seems like Gray Malone has taken control of this one!
KV: He’s picking up Darien as we speak. This could be it!
SG: And I am cool with that!
((Gray picks Hacaga up off the mat and lifts him up for a powerbomb before turning it into a piledriver.))
KV: What was that? Some kind of modified piledriver!?
SG: Yup and it’s called You Lose! Fitting since Darien and Georgia are both about to lose!
KV: That was kind of funny.
SG: I know!
((Gray goes for the cover on Hacaga.
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of the match... Gray Malone!
((The referee raises Gray’s hand in the air as “Cut Me Loose” blares over the PA system.))
((The scene cuts to backstage with a view of Hutch Lanahan’s locker room door. A few seconds pass when the General Manager, Robb Hardy, shows up in front of the door in a suit and tie. Robb then raises his fist in the air and firmly knocks on the door. Hearing the knock, Hutch is taping his hands as he opens the door. He is already in his ring gear and flips his hair back over his head as he comes eye to eye with Hardy.))
Hutch Lanahan: Boss? What do I owe the pleasure?
((Hutch steps aside to allow Robb into the locker room.))
Robb Hardy: Well, I'm here to talk to you about your little ordeal from last week. That was something I definitely didn't expect to happen with you…
((Robb gives Hutch a stern look as he waits for a response. Turning his back, Hutch rubbed his hands together and then turns back to his GM.))
Hutch Lanahan: Look, boss. I hold myself to a certain standard. Things got out of hand. I could sit here and give you a million excuses but I messed up. It’s not going to happen again.
((Hoping that was enough, Hutch looks back up to Robb. Robb studies over Hutch for a moment before responding.))
Robb Hardy: It’s fine but I don't want to see that kind of crap happen again. I don't care what you do outside #FSociety, just don't bring that shit back into the workplace.
((Robb pauses for a moment and sighs.))
Robb Hardy: That being said, you're a hard worker and I'm counting on you to be one of the people to lead this company. You got a bright future, try not to fuck it up.
((Pausing for a moment, Hutch opens his mouth to retort but instead of saying any more, he simply nods and extends his hand.))
Hutch Lanahan: I won’t let you or this company down, boss.
((Robb extends his hand and accepts the handshake Hutch offered.))
Robb Hardy: Glad we have an understanding. Good luck in your match against Pretty Boy Floyd tonight, I'm rooting for you.
((Robb nods before turning and walking away towards the door and making his exit.))
Hutch Lanahan: I think you got a lot more to worry about than me…
((Hutch mutters those final words as he finishes wrapping his hands. He takes a seat in the corner of the locker room once more.))
((The show cuts back to #FSociety’s own Daniela Cabello standing in the center of the ring.))
Daniela Cabello: I know you’re all anxious for an exciting night of matches from the very best #FSociety has to offer but first we’ve got a special treat. Leading up to their main event match at Turmoil, #FSociety Champion Tyson Gregory and Number One Contender Adrien Cochrane will be joining me in this very ring for a face to face.
((The crowd pops.))
Daniela Cabello: So without further ado…
((The lights cut out and the fans sit in silence as the opening guitar riff for “Last One Standing” by Simple Plan starts echoing throughout the arena. Once the rest of the band kicks in a set of two flames on opposite ends of the stage ignite as “The Dropkick King” Adrien Cochrane appears on the ramp. The arena explodes with cheers as Adrien makes his way to the ring, giving Dani a passing nod before saluting the fans from the turnbuckles.))
((An, “Adrien” chant ripples through the crowd until…))
((The lights in the arena fade out as the big screen comes alive. Two taped fists appear on opposite sides of the screen, one glowing red with fire around it, the other a pulsating blue with an electrical current running over it. The two fists then crash into each other with an explosion revealing the name Tyson Gregory in their aftermath. "Phenomenal" by Eminem starts playing throughout the arena as a bright spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. #FSociety Champion Tyson Gregory then steps through the curtain to jeers from the fans. He smirks confidently, laughing at the fans as he makes his way to the ring and greets Dani with a wink.))
((This time a “you suck” chant rings out through the arena. Dani’s about to speak when Adrien leans over the mic.))
Adrien Cochrane: You hear that Tyson? That’s what educated fans sound like.
((Tyson reaches over, pulling Dani’s hand and the mic towards him.))
Tyson Gregory: If only they had put that kind of passion into earning their GED’s maybe they wouldn’t have had to spend a year’s wages for tickets.
((The crowd boos mercilessly as Tyson grins.))
Daniela Cabello: Right, certainly no love lost between you Tyson and these fans. But what about between you and Adrien Cochrane?
((She turns to face Adrien.))
Daniela Cabello: Adrien, you’ve always prided yourself on showing your opponents respect. In fact you’ve been someone the fans can look up to. But what about now after all Tyson’s done during the lead up to this match? Do you respect Tyson Gregory?
Adrien Cochrane: Tyson does what he does to try and gain a mental edge, to throw his opponents off kilter. Is it the way I prefer to conduct business? Of course not. I don’t resort to sneak attacks and showboating because I couldn’t look at myself in the mirror if I did. It’s not the kind of man I am. Daniela, the real question you should be asking is, does Tyson Gregory respect himself?
Tyson Gregory: And why wouldn't I? I've come back from injury and build myself up to be the franchise that this company needs. This place is called #FSociety… They don't need a Boy Scout leading the charge.
((Adrien shakes his head at Tyson’s response before leaning in to the mic.))
Adrien Cochrane: Then let me ask you this; do you think your mom is proud of the man you’ve become?
((Tyson shoots a serious glare in Adrien’s direction and shakes his head. He uses his hand to ever so slightly back Dani out of his way. She takes his cue and backs herself into the ropes. Adrien nods, knowing that his question landed the impact it was meant to. At that moment, Gregory shoots for a double leg takedown and brings Adrien to the mat. He starts throwing some mounted punches that Adrien does well to block. They turn over and Adrien gets a couple of shots of his own in before Tyson kicks him off. Tyson picks his title back up off the mat and charges at Adrien with it. Adrien ducks the shot. Tyson turns back around and Adrien drops him in the middle of the ring with The Adrien Cutter. Adrien backs away without issue as a few referees slide into the ring to keep them both from doing anything more. Tyson Gregory gets up to his feet, holding onto his title, while Adrien is now standing at the top of the ramp. The two men continue to stare each other down while the camera cuts back to the announcer’s table with Khristina and Samuel.))
KV: Well… that didn’t end well… now did it?
SG: What a cheapshot from Adrien Cochrane. This guy is all talk.
KV: It was Tyson Gregory who initiated the physical contact. Adrien was just defending himself.
SG: You bring a man’s family up, be prepared to get punched in the mouth.
KV: You may disagree with what Cochrane said, but in a setting like that, getting physical is just the wrong move. Especially with Daniela in the ring and in a position to get hurt in the melee.
SG: I like Dani but I think she kind of set Tyson up for that. I think our champion deserves a little more respect than that.
KV: Now that we’ve got that whole mess cleared out, let’s get this back to real action.
Match Two: Singles Match
Corey Bull vs Fiona Marie Larson
SG: Talk about a size difference in this next one.
KV: It will be interesting to see how Fiona Marie Larson deals with her much larger opponent in this one.
SG: Or more likely, it will be fun to watch Corey Bull toss this girl around the ring.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 123 pounds and hailing from Colorado Springs, Colorado… FIONNNNA MARIEEEEE LARSONNNNN!
((“Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time” hits over the PA system as Fiona Marie Larson runs out to the top of the ramp, pausing there for a moment to look around before making her way toward the ring, moving a bit to the music. As she gets to the ring she slides under the bottom rope and hops up to her feet, moving to the middle of the ring to wait for the match to start.))
KV: Two episodes ago we saw Fiona get a victory over Xavier Young.
SG: This is a very different story than that match.
KV: There’s no doubt about that. But if you think Fiona is backing down from this fight you are dead wrong.
Jennifer Taylor: And her opponent… weighing 385 pounds from The Great Northwoods… COREYYYY BULLLLL!
((A sweet sound, like a symphony starts as "Veritas" by Kamelot plays. The lights go dark and people start to use their cellphones to see. 26 seconds into the sweet sound, it becomes a rock sound, like a marching soldier. A symbol appears on the screen, a buzzard in front of two crossed axes, as a spotlight shines down on the dark hero that is Corey Bull and the crowd erupts into cheers. His logger chain rests on his shoulder as he walks to the ring, the spotlight follows him and the music continues to play.))
~~In the mirror my reflection lies to me
That is not the man I want to see
But every harvest takes me closer to my aim
I will be there as soon as darkness falls
My life is but a heartbeat away
And all you ever had will soon belong to me~~
((He starts to climb the apron to face the crowd right before the chorus begins. He raises his arms out from his sides, stretching them out wide as he looks out over the crowd. The spotlight remains on him the entire time, sending an eerie shadow effect over Bull.))
~~(In morte ultima veritas)
You will kneel before me
And you will confess that I'm god
(Vincit veritas in omeni re)
Send me your prayers
But death is the answer to life~~
((A mushroom cloud explodes on the stage area as the music stops and the lights come up. Bull climbs into the ring and stands in the middle of the ring, looking imposing.))
SG: This guy looked real impressive at the last show.
KV: It took a lot of work and a lot of destruction to take Corey Bull out of that TLC Match two weeks ago.
SG: Tonight is his chance for a little redemption.
KV: You know he wants to prove a point tonight after not having won the Anarchy Title.
SG: Fiona Marie Larson might be smart to just walk away.
KV: Well, that’s not going to happen.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Bull and Larson step towards each other in the middle of the ring. Bull waves for Larson to come after him, so she responds with a forearm shot to his chest. Bull smiles and doesn’t move, so Larson hits him again. He doesn’t react at the second shot so Larson hits the ropes and comes back with a running dropkick. Bull gets knocked back a few steps so he bounces off the ropes and comes back with a shoulder tackle that flips Fiona over and into the ropes. She gets back up to her feet but Bull is right on her, landing a knee to her midsection. He keeps her pressed up against the ropes with some left and right hooks to the body. She tries to cover up but Bull changes his angles up enough to land some solid blows and keep her hunched over. He then pulls her away from the ropes and up into a bearhug.))
KV: This just started and it already looks like a bear mauling.
SG: Fiona might just want to throw in the towel already.
KV: I hope she can fight back, but Corey Bull looks in charge.
((Bull has her tightly in his arms and throws her around a bit, slowly squeezing the air out of her. Fiona throws some strikes and downward elbows to eventually get Bull to release her. She lands down on one knee but pops back up with a palm strike to his chin. Bull takes a few steps, holding onto his face in discomfort. She kicks him in the back of his left knee before grabbing him by the back of the head and pulling him down into a jumping forearm strike. Larson then spins Bull around and takes him down with a swinging neckbreaker.))
SG: Where did that all come from?
KV: I knew Fiona had some fight in her.
SG: This is only going to make Corey madder.
KV: Fiona Marie Larson came here to fight tonight and I love it.
SG: Of course you would root for the girl.
((Fiona gets back up and waits in the corner for Bull to stand up. She charges at him but he lifts her up and then tosses her down with a spinebuster. He drops down on top of her with a jumping knee drop and then stays on top of her with some mounted punches.))
SG: That’s more like it.
KV: Bull is just ferocious.
((Bull stands back up and pulls Larson up with him. He hooks her by the head and then lifts her up into the air. He holds her in position for a vertical suplex for about ten seconds, showing off his power, before turning it into a Jackhammer. He stays down on top of Larson and goes for a cover.))
1…
2…
KV: Thr… No! He didn’t hook the leg.
SG: I’m still surprised she kicked out after that slam.
KV: You have to take everybody seriously. You have to wonder if Bull is already looking past Larson and thinking about his opponent at Turmoil.
SG: Bull versus Renee Pleasant will be a hell of a match, but Corey’s smarter than that.
KV: This is just such a difference in opponent from this week to what we will see in two weeks, you have to wonder if Corey Bull isn’t as focused right now as he should be.
SG: Corey is about to drop this girl again. You tell me then if he’s focused or not.
((Bull pulls Larson up again and lifts her up, this time sitting her on the top turnbuckle in the corner facing away from the ring. He climbs up after her, looking for a backdrop superplex.))
KV: Oh no! This could be bad.
SG: I want to see this. This could be awesome.
((Bull tries to throw her back, but Larson throws some wild back elbows and holds herself on the top rope. Corey drops back a step and Fiona spins herself around. Corey charges in at her and she catches him with a boot to the face. Bull spins around and Fiona jumps on his back for a sleeper hold. She puts her knees into his back and keeps up the submission hold. Bull tries to elbow back but can’t catch her. He then slams her back into the corner, causing the knees to slam hard into his back. Fiona keeps the hold locked in but Bull continues to try and fight her off. He drops backwards, smashing her down into the mat but also getting himself hit with a Backstabber in the process. Bull rolls off of her but the weight landing down on top of her leaves Fiona hurt as well and unable to capitalize.))
KV: She got him with the Bed of Nails.
SG: In a way, it’s genius. But I don’t care who you are or how you try to prevent it, you don’t want Corey Bull slamming all his weight down on top of you like that.
KV: Who will be the first to take advantage of this situation?
((They both work their way up to their feet at the same time. Corey swings wildly for a clothesline that Fiona is able to duck under. She hits the ropes and comes back with a dropkick to the back of Bull’s left knee. He crumples to the mat. Fiona grabs his leg and drops an elbow down onto the knee.))
SG: Come on! That will ruin a guy’s knee.
KV: Fiona is doing everything she can to take the big man down. That worked.
SG: Because it was dirty.
KV: If it was the other way around, would you call it differently?
SG: …
KV: See, my point.
((Fiona backs away and Corey gets up to his right knee. Larson looks for a Buzzsaw kick but Corey ducks under it, catches her by the leg, and bursts up. He charges forward and throws her into the corner with a turnbuckle powerbomb. Larson stays on her feet but stumbles forward. Bull hits the ropes and levels her from behind with a lariat to the back of the head. He goes for the cover.))
KV: That was it. That was a knockout blow.
1…
2…
((The referee is just barely about to slam his hand to the mat when Fiona kicks out improbably in the knick of time.))
KV: Three… No! A kickout. I don’t know how Larson kicked out and I don’t know how Corey Bull sprung to his feet like that to escape Fiona’s kick.
SG: The man is a real life beast.
KV: And Fiona Marie Larson has shown some true heart in surviving that beast.
((Bull reaches down and pulls Larson up by the neck. He lifts her into the air for a chokeslam but Fiona escapes out of his grip, lands behind him, and dives into the back of his knee with a chopblock.))
SG: Again she’s trying to tear his knee to pieces.
KV: Fiona is looking to submit Corey here.
((She quickly locks him into an ankle lock in the middle of the string. Bull reaches out for the ropes when Larson drops down to try and lock in a grapevine. Corey continues to show off his power and pulls himself to the ropes after a few moments in the hold. He struggles to pull himself up using the ropes when Larson springboards off the middle rope and takes Bull down with a springboard Thesz press. She stays on top of him and starts throwing a series of mounted punches.))
KV: I don’t think Lou Thesz ever hit it like that.
((Bull eats a bunch of punches but then flips her off of him. They both scurry up to their feet. Larson charges in wildly and Bull spins her around, dropping her with a swinging side slam.))
KV: The Downward Spiral!
SG: Bam! That landed.
KV: But Corey Bull can’t capitalize right away.
SG: Cover her, man.
((It takes a few extra moments for Bull to turn over and drape his body on top of Larson’s. The referee is right in position and goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
((Larson kicks out again just in time to save herself.))
KV: Another brave kickout from Fiona Marie Larson.
SG: What is it going to take here in this one?
((Corey pulls Larson up and lifts her over his head with a military press. His attention then gets turned when Renee Pleasant steps out onto the stage. He allows Fiona to fall back down to her feet and then gets turned around and lit up with a series of kicks. A nasty kick to the back of his leg followed up by a leaping knee to the face brings Bull down to a knee. Fiona connects with a Buzzsaw kick and then a shoot kick for good measure. She pulls him up and then drops him face first into the mat with a spinning headlocke elbow drop. She pulls Bull up again and connects with a second spinning elbow drop. She then rolls him over, doing her best to hook one of his massive legs, and goes for the cover.))
1…
2…
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… FIONA MARIE LARSONNNN!!!
KV: Fiona gave it everything she had in that one and finished strong with just an incomparable amount of strikes.
SG: It didn’t hurt that Renee Pleasant gave her a little opening to do that.
KV: No it didn’t. But Pleasant needs to turn his attention to the main event he has in front of him. Soon enough, in two weeks, these two will settle their score.
SG: That’s going to be a good one.
((Fiona celebrates her win as her music plays. Renee Pleasant is shown nodding before he walks off back to the backstage area.))
KV: Congratulations to Fiona Marie Larson on this win. That’s huge for her.
SG: It is a good win, no doubt about that.
((Two young ladies are backstage snooping around and carefully inspecting some of the random objects they can find in the hallway. Backstage interviewer Tim Anderson approaches with a microphone, curiously looking at them both. The brunette woman is first to turn her attention to him, offering her hand out for a reciprocated handshake.))
Brunette: Hey, I’m Sarah. Sarah Keyes.
Tim Anderson: Do you mind me asking, Sarah, what you two are doing here at Anarchy tonight?
Keyes: Hmmm. Interesting question. Looking for a fight. Looking for a mystery. That’s what we do.
Tim Anderson: And your friend here? I haven’t had the pleasure.
((The blonde stops looking around and turns her attention to Tim. She offers her hand out. Tim shakes her hand in return when she suddenly slaps a pink handcuff on his hand. Anderson looks confused and concerned, but she smiles and unhooks him right away.))
Blonde: Haha, sorry. Just… reflex.
((Anderson rubs at his wrist gently and then looks back at her.))
Blonde: I’m Daisy. Daisy Locke. And we’re Locke and Keyes. Professionals tag team… amateur sleuths.
Keyes: We fight.
Locke: We figure.
Keyes: We combat.
Locke: We conclude.
Tim Anderson: And you have been signed to #FSociety to fight?
Keyes: That… that would be an incorrect deduction on your part, Tim.
Locke: Yes… we wouldn’t be able to call ourselves members of the roster to this point.
Keyes: But you, Tim… maybe you could help us.
Locke: We know Mr. Hardy is busy. That’s not too hard to determine.
((Keyes pulls out an envelope and hands it to Tim.))
Keyes: That’s our resumes. And our fees. We’d love to wrestle here.
Locke: And if he needs any help figuring out who the clowns are… well… that’s a mystery we’d love to solve as well.
Keyes: Tell him we can be on the case.
Locke: And in the ring.
Keyes: Whatever he wants.
((The two ladies smile and walk off as Tim Anderson is left holding the microphone and the envelope, looking a little confused by the whole ordeal. He speaks up looking in the direction they just walked off towards.))
Tim Anderson: Wait… if you don’t work here… you can’t be back there!
((He just shakes his head but the two women are long gone.))
((Tim Anderson steps into the scene and he has a camera crew with him. He has a goofy smile on his face as he walks up to Seth Lawless who is preparing for his match. Seth looks at him and shakes his head.))
Seth Lawless: I thought I told you I only get interviewed by Dani.
Tim Anderson: I'm sorry Seth this will only take a few moments. I wanted to ask about your loss last week.
Seth Lawless: It really wasn't a loss Tim.
Tim Anderson: Well you didn't walk away with the title.
((Seth shakes his head and scoffs.))
Seth Lawless: FIne I'm a little pissed about it. But I want Ash, and I want her for the title I deserve so I want a damn rematch now will she be smart enough to give it to me I doubt it.
((He scoffs as he pats Tim on the back and walks off.))
Match Three: Singles Match
Mark Storm vs Spider
KV: Looks like Seth Lawless wants a match with Ash Scion for the Anarchy Championship.
SG: And if he gets it then he most definitely deserves it!
KV: Agreed. So we’ve got another action packed match ahead of us here.
SG: The mysterious Spider versus Mark Storm.
KV: These two have a little history together.
SG: For Spider’s sake, I hope the result is a little different than the last time they fought.
KV: These two have met previously in their careers in an MMA contest, but this is #FSociety and this is wrestling.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first, 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 climbs into the ring and stretches out, waiting for his opponent.))
KV: Storm was part of that crazy six person TLC Match in our last show’s main event.
SG: Remember him getting back body dropped outside onto that ladder on top of Psychnuts?
KV: Or how about that enzuigiri from the top of the ladder?
SG: That was crazy. And think what we are going to see in the Fall’s Count Anywhere Match later tonight.
KV: Coming back to this match, you just have to wonder if Storm is still feeling any of the effects of that battle two short weeks ago.
Jennifer Taylor: His 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.))
KV: You have to wonder how much that past lost to Storm is playing in Spider’s mind tonight.
SG: We heard from Rat earlier in the week, and I agree with him, that an MMA style fight means nothing inside a wrestling ring. Especially when you consider the weight difference.
KV: This would be a great way to avenge that loss as Spider continues to try and fight her way back up the standings here.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Spider charges at Storm and sends him into the ropes with a dropkick. She then rushes in again, sending them both over the top with a flying crossbody block. She gets up quickly and jumps up onto the apron. As Storm gets back up to his feet, Spider jumps up and bounces her legs off the top rope, flying back with a variation of a split legged moonsault back down onto him. The crowd and the announcers go wild at the quick start to things.))
KV: Wow! Spider on the offensive.
SG: This is not what Mark Storm wanted tonight.
KV: She calls that Arachnophobia but I’ve never seen it hit like that. The crowd is into this.
((Spider rolls Storm back in and comes back to the apron again. Storm gets up quickly and hits Spider with a shoulder thrust through the ropes to her midsection before she can jump back in at him. Storm hooks her around the head and tries to suplex her back in, but Spider counters out of it in the air and lands on her feet behind him. She rolls him up from behind and goes for a cover.))
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((Storm kicks out and they both scramble to their feet quickly. Storm gets a foot up and drops her with a big boot. Storm drops right down into an Anaconda vise. Spider kicks her legs to swing around and get her feet in the ropes. The referee forces the break and Storm is forced to let go of the hold before doing too much damage.))
KV: Mark Storm knew he needed to take this to the ground.
SG: Spider was just a little too quick on that one.
KV: I think we see what Storm has to look for to keep control of this one.
((Storm pulls Spider up and throws her over with a snap suplex. He pulls her up into a seated position and then drills her with a soccer kick to the chest that slams her back into the mat. He then drops down with a pointed elbow drop an stays on top of Spider, turning her into a front facelock. He maintains the hold and begins to stand up, before dropping her back with a deadlift vertical suplex. He repositions again and presses down onto Spider’s shoulder for a pin attempt.))
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KV: Spider kicks out at two!
SG: This is a rare match where Mark Storm has the size advantage and he’s using it here tonight.
KV: Spider is going to have to make something happen because Storm is doing some damage right now.
((Storm grabs a hold of Spider’s arm and tries to look for a Kimura lock. Spider kips up and then drops down, taking Storm over with an arm drag takedown. She then connects with a spinning back heel kick that sends Storm back into the corner. Spider charges in and hits him with a running forearm to the face and then hooks him around the head, driving Storm face first into the middle of the ring with a bulldog takedown. Spider flips Storm over and hooks a leg, going for a pin.))
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KV: Thr… No!
SG: Spider is starting to pick the pace back up here.
KV: That’s what she needs to do.
((They both get up and Spider keeps Mark in place with a series of kicks to both sides of the body. She then throws him over with a standing hurricanrana. Spider next heads out to the apron. She springboards off the top rope and then comes down on Storm’s chest with a rolling senton. She keeps moving forward and quickly jumps up onto the top rope. Spider then leaps off and lands a flying top rope elbow drop. She stays on top of him and goes for another cover.))
KV: That could be it.
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SG: No!
KV: Mark Storm with another kickout right when he needed it.
((Storm staggers up to his feet and Spider jumps onto him, trying to lock in an Octopus stretch.))
KV: If she can lock in her Cobweb hold right here, Storm might have to tap out.
SG: He’s trying to fight it.
KV: She’s working on that arm. This could be the end.
((Storm tries to fight her off and then slams Spider down with a sidewalk slam. They both get up and Storm takes her down with a bicycle kick. He pulls Spider up and tosses her into the corner. He heads across the ring and then charges in with a running European uppercut into the corner. He then tosses her to the other side of the ring. He comes in for a second running uppercut but Spider moves out of the way. He bounces out of the corner but manages to throw a Pele kick that takes them both down. Storm is to his feet first. He lines up and goes for a standing shooting star press but Spider lifts her knees. She gets up and hooks him around the neck. Spider charges forward into the corner and comes around with a tornado DDT. She rotates into a pinning position and hooks both legs.))
KV: The Spiderbite!
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DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of this contest… SPIDERRRR!
(("Million Miles an Hour" blares over the PA system as Spider is announced the winner. She quickly rolls out of the ring and gets her hand raised.))
KV: This is the second win in a row here for Spider.
SG: That one had to feel good.
KV: Mark Storm was looking to build to a finish there but she got the knees up in a defensive position and capitalized.
SG: I liked what I saw there. That’s two in a row for Spider.
KV: Heading into Turmoil, she’s on the right path back to some big matchups.
((The scene cuts to the backstage area as Nexus is making their way to the ring. Nexus members Heather Sandstorm and Victor Monroe are dressed to compete as Caroline Holt is wearing her street clothes. They seem to be focused on their match when Tim Anderson steps out in front of them.))
Caroline Holt: Watch where you are going.
((Caroline shouts as Tim looks at them with a look of embarrassment on his face. He pauses for a moment before finally getting out a few words.))
Tim Anderson: I'm so sorry to run into you all like this. Since we are all here, I’d love to ask a few questions...?
((He says his last statement as more of a question than what he means it to be. Heather holds her hands up to shut him up.))
Heather Sandstorm: It's alright Tim. We were just on our way towards the ring.
Tim Anderson: Thank you. Are you two ready for your match with Tyson Gregory and Seth Lawless?
((Both Heather and Victor look at each other before brushing past Tim without answering the question. Caroline hangs back a bit while shaking her head at him.))
Caroline Holt: How stupid can you be, huh? Heather and Victor are more than ready to take those ass clowns on and will teach them some respect in the process.
((Tim Anderson nods in response and tries to follow up.))
Tim Anderson: Do you plan on being at ringside for the match, and if so, what effect do you think you might have on things being out there?
((Caroline looks at Tim before getting right up in his face.))
Caroline Holt: Bitch, I know you didn't just try to disrespect me like that so I'm going to let you off with a warning. I'm going to be in my stablemates’ corner and make sure no fucktards decide to get involved. Now, if you don't mind. I have somewhere to be.
((Caroline slams her shoulder hard into TIm while walking past him. A laugh can be heard coming from Caroline as Tim sighs before rubbing his shoulder.))
((The camera approaches Pretty Boy Floyd’s door and it seems to be ajar. It looks to be dark inside barring a low spot light shining against a mirror and a figure standing looking towards it. Suddenly, two men burst past throwing the door open and immediately attacking the figure with what seems to be a bar or pipe of some kind. One of the men switches on the light and shows them to be the two clown like figures for the previous weeks. This time, however, they have attacked a mannequin with Floyd written on it’s forehead. One of the men pushes the other as he throws the pipe on the ground and they start arguing back and forth before barging out of the room again. The scene cuts back to the announcers at ringside.))
KV: Someone needs to do something about these attacks in Floyd’s direction.
SG: That could have ended badly.
KV: Obviously Pretty Boy Floyd came a little prepared tonight and set a trap.
SG: Yeah, but he should be focusing on his High Roller Championship Match and not these… clowns. Literal clowns.
Match Four: Tornado Tag Team Match
Tyson Gregory & Seth Lawless vs Nexus (Heather Sandstorm & Victor Monroe)
KV: I’m looking forward to this next match. It will be interesting to see how these athletes manage the fact that all four of them will be allowed in the ring at the same time.
SG: This is going to be fun. We get to see the champ, we get to see the impressive Seth Lawless, and we get to see what the Nexus group is made of.
KV: This will be the #FSociety debut of the Nexus team in a Tornado Tag against Tyson Gregory and Seth Lawless. It’s a very interesting combination of talent all around.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is a Tornado Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall. Making their way to the ring first… VICTOR MONROE and HEATHER SANDSTORM… NEXUSSSS!!!
((“Hall of Fame” by The Script featuring Will.I.Am begins to play over the PA system. Victor Monroe and Heather Sandstorm of Nexus are out first, followed out by their managers, Ronnie Michaels and Bridget Sandstorm, and their partner Caroline Holt. The entire group stands together and surveys over the crowd before heading down to the ring as a unit. Monroe and Heather slide into the ring together and wait for their opponents to come out.))
KV: Expectations have been high for this group but they haven’t really had the opportunity to show what they are capable of.
SG: They better be prepared for a fight tonight.
KV: This definitely isn’t an easy first matchup here tonight against the two men set to enter next.
SG: I think it does help them to have this as a Tornado tag, because they do have in their favor that they have worked together as a team before.
KV: A very good point.
SG: Too bad it won’t be enough.
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponents… Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from Detroit, Michigan… He is “The Problem Solver”.... SETH LAWLESSSSS!
((“This is the Time” by Nothing More blares over the PA system. The lights go off and when the opening guitar riff plays a man blasts through the curtains. It is Seth Lawless. He steps out and he looks at the fans. He shakes his head at the top of the ramp and waits for his partner to come out.))
KV: Seth was part of that crazy six-person TLC Match two weeks ago and also was complicit with Tyson Gregory in the heinous attack on Dirk Bentley.
SG: For anybody who thinks Lawless and Tyson can’t work together, go back and watch them help Ashleigh Jericho break Dirk to pieces.
KV: That was horrible, and while I’m not sure what to think of Nexus, I hope they get a few good shots in tonight for Bentley’s sake.
Jennifer Taylor: And his partner… 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. He and Seth Lawless bump their forearms into each other and then make their way down to the ring together.))
KV: The champion looks focused tonight. We saw the interview with him and Adrien Cochrane earlier in the night and you know he’s looking forward to Turmoil.
SG: Cochrane better be watching this one closely.
KV: You would think he would be watching ahead of his match later on tonight against Xavier Young.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Tyson Gregory and Heather Sandstorm start out the match on one side of the ring while Lawless and Victor Monroe immediately go at each other and end up on the outside. Tyson and Heather lock up for a moment before Tyson tries to whip Sandstorm into the corner. She reverses it and sends him into the corner instead. Sandstorm charges at Tyson, but he slips out between the bottom and middle rope so she stops in her tracks. Tyson quickly pulls her legs out from under her as she crashes hard to the mat. Monroe rounds the corner and comes at Tyson. Tyson ducks an incoming clothesline only for Lawless to rush around the opposite way to level Monroe with a big boot.))
SG: Seth Lawless with the hit. He’s got his partner’s back.
KV: You know that Tyson Gregory and Seth Lawless want to have as many two on one chances as they can get.
((Tyson gets back inside of the ring and Lawless follows in after him. Sandstorm is back up to her feet and connects with a dropkick to the knee of Tyson Gregory. She then blocks a punch from Seth and fires back with a few punches of her own. Victor Monroe is back up on the outside and he pulls Lawless out of the ring. Sandstorm keeps her attention on the knee she had just targeted. Tyson's leg gets kicked out as he falls down to one knee. Sandstorm is quick to grab his head, and hits a DDT. She rolls Tyson over and goes for the cover.))
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KV: A kickout there for the #FSociety champion.
SG: It’s not fair for Heather Sandstorm to be trying to injure our champion ahead of his big title defense in two weeks.
KV: He knew exactly what he was getting himself into here tonight.
((Victor Monroe slides into the ring and the Nexus partners work together to throw Gregory over with a double suplex. They then set Gregory up with Monroe taking him down with a drop toe hold. Sandstorm looks ready to come in for a dropkick as part of the combo, but Lawless pulls her out of the ring and throws her into the barricade. Lawless dives back into the ring and he and Victor Monroe trade hands in the middle of the ring. Tyson runs up behind Monroe and hits him with a running soccer kick to the back of his leg. Lawless follows that up with a DDT. He pulls Monroe up to a kneeling position and Tyson connects with a superkick to the side of his head. Lawless drops down and goes for the cover.))
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((Sandstorm avoids Tyson Gregory and dives in to break up the pin, saving her partner.))
KV: Some great teamwork from Lawless and Tyson.
SG: Of course.
KV: After seeing what happened between Tyson and Adrien Cochrane when they teamed up a few weeks ago, I just wonder if Tyson Gregory is okay with Seth Lawless getting the cover.
SG: Stop trying to create controversy.
KV: I just wonder a little why Tyson Gregory so easily allowed Heather Sandstorm back into the ring.
((Heather ends up between Lawless and Gregory and does her best to fight them both off with wild chops and kicks.))
KV: This is the second time she has been in this position.
SG: She is outnumbered in every way you could imagine.
KV: But she isn’t giving up. Caroline Holt is shouting instructions from ringside.
((Holt jumps up onto the apron. Tyson sees her and charges at her, but she grabs him by the neck and drops him down on the top rope before she heads back down to the floor. Lawless sees this and gets distracted, allowing Sandstorm to push Lawless into Tyson. She then sets him up in position for a sunset flip powerbomb. Ashleigh Jericho comes rushing down the aisle and slams Caroline Holt from behind. Heather pauses as she sees Jericho out of the corner of her eye. Jericho taunts her and Tyson Gregory hits Sandstorm with a superkick.))
KV: What is Ashleigh Jericho doing out here?
SG: Lawless and Gregory helped her the last show. She’s returning the favor.
KV: This is just too much. It’s already a tornado tag. Caroline Holt got involved. Now Ashleigh Jericho.
SG: Yeah, Nexus started it.
((Lawless pushes Sandstorm into the ropes and then drops her with a pop up powerbomb. Victor Monroe tries to get back into the ring but Tyson Gregory takes care of him and knocks him back down. Lawless presses down on Sandstorm and goes for the cover.))
KV: Detroit is Burning from Seth Lawless.
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DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here are your winners… SETH LAWLESS and TYSON GREGORYYYY!!!
KV: Caroline Holt almost turned things in the direction of her team, but she didn’t count on Ashleigh Jericho getting herself involved as well.
SG: I think Seth Lawless and Tyson Gregory just wrestled a much smarter match given the circumstances.
KV: Whatever it may be, this could be a very dangerous alliance between these three standing in the ring.
((Tyson Gregory holds up his #FSociety Championship while Seth Lawless’ music plays. Ashleigh Jericho joins them in the ring and the three stars stand around smiling at each other.))
((The scene then cuts to catering where Pretty Boy Floyd is standing with Horus behind him, arms crossed and stern look upon his face. Floyd is talking to Robb Hardy with his cellphone in hand showing him the video of the two clowns attacking a mannequin in his locker room earlier in the night.))
Pretty Boy Floyd: Is this your idea of amazing security Robb? I can’t even stand in my goddamn room without being attacked.
Robb Hardy: But you’re not being attacked. You’re standing here showing me a video of a mannequin being attacked by clowns.
Pretty Boy Floyd: That’s only by my own ingenuity… and not by your amazing security detail.
Robb Hardy: What else do you want me to do Floyd? What exactly? You’ve seen the added security walking around. I had my people asking everyone and looking over footage to see who these people are, but they’re not as dumb as they look.
Pretty Boy Floyd: Well it seems to me, that someone in this situation definitely isn’t as smart as others.
Robb Hardy: What are you trying to suggest?
Pretty Boy Floyd: I’m not suggesting anything, but even you even whittled this down to any group of suspects?
Robb Hardy: Of course I have suspects.
Pretty Boy Floyd: Let me guess… Ash Jericho right? Ummm… Lawless. Corey Bull. Jack Diamond. Am I in the right area?
((Robb rolls his eyes.))
Pretty Boy Floyd: Fuck. You’re a moron. I stand here and come up with these names and your extensive investigation comes up with the same ones? Who’s dick did you suck to get this gig?
((Robb steps forward and looks Floyd dead in the eye.))
Robb Hardy: Look, I’m doing the best I can in this place with absolutely no help. It’s chaos around here and literally no one wants to help. All you want is your little world to be fixed. So Floyd, yes... yes they are on my list along with a few others.
((Robb eyes up both Floyd and Horus standing in front of him. Floyd eyes him back and turns to look at Horus as the gears start to turn.))
Pretty Boy Floyd: Us? You really have us on your hit list don’t you? You fucking moron. Why the hell would I have myself attacked?
Robb Hardy: I’ve given up trying to work out your little plans and schemes Floyd. There’s always something and it’s always to try and boost you or your ego in some way. Then there is the way you tend to treat those around you. Who knows who’s taken offence at what you’ve said, workers, wrestlers, Horus... Even Kerri.
((Suddenly the anger builds in Floyd’s face and he steps towards Robb. There is a noticeable tension in the air as Floyd stares him down.))
Pretty Boy Floyd: Don’t you fucking dare even consider bringing Ker into this or it will be the last thing you do. If it even crosses your mind you better fucking uncross it… Pronto.
((Horus eventually steps forward from his statuesque pose and pulls at Floyd’s arm, slowly drawing him away from Robb. Then in a flash, Floyd rips from Horus’ grip and superkicks Robb right under the jaw. The power and the shock of the hit sends Robb into the air and through one of the catering tables covering him in the leftover food on it. Floyd walks over and looks over the fallen Robb and stares down over him as Horus put his face into one of his giant hands.)))
Pretty Boy Floyd: I think I made my point. Now Evan, pick this prick up onto his feet.
((Horus walks and hoists Robb to his feet by picking him up under his arms. Just as he steadies himself Robb is downed yet again from another superkick almost identical to the first. Security come running past the two and separate them from Hardy and start to push them away from the area.))
Pretty Boy Floyd: About explains everything Robb. Your staff are late to the appointment yet again.
((Floyd and Horus walk out of catering and leave the mess in their wake.))
((Back inside the arena, the lights go off as the screen flickers to life. A Canadian Flag is shown waving on the screen. Then words start to slow scroll up the screen, in homage to Star Wars.))
~~Not Long ago
In This Galaxy
Two men ventured to America
True Patriots
Who had already conquered the cold hard north.
Now They return
10/02/2016~~
KV: We’ve got clowns attacking mannequins, wrestlers attacking staff, and now more mysterious messages of new stars. What is happening tonight?
SG: This is what happens when a pay-per-view is on the horizon.
KV: It looks like at Turmoil we have another tag team headed in our direction.
SG: You just have to wonder if either Pretty Boy Floyd or Robb Hardy will make it at this point after what we’ve seen.
Match Five: High Roller Championship Final
Hutch Lanahan vs Pretty Boy Floyd
Jennifer Taylor: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the High Roller Championship!
KV: This match is going to be a battle to crown the first High Roller Champ!
SG: I think I am pulling for Pretty Boy Floyd! Hutch is too nice! Plus he’s sketchy!
KV: It only figures; I think that Hutch has made a name for himself and would be a great representative for the company! I’m still very surprised by what we saw with Floyd and Robb Hardy just moments ago.
Jennifer Taylor : Making his way to the ring first from Mevagissey, Cornwall and weighing in at 222 pounds... HUTCH LANAHANNNN!!!
((“Moonlight Sonata” Remix by Solarfist begins to play as Hutch Lanahan makes his way out to the ring.))
KV: Hutch always looks well prepared! I just hope his shoulder is okay this week.
SG: That was fake last week! He did it to trick Jack!
KV: I wouldn’t say that!
SG: I would! That doctor and then those cops were hired actors I tell you!
KV: What you can’t fake is that Hutch Lanahan is looking to have a career night with his family in town. This match means everything to him.
Jennifer Taylor - And his opponent, hailing from St Petes, Florida and weighing in at 237 pounds… PRETTY BOYYYYY FLOYDDDD!
(("G.O.A.T." by The Cult blasts out over the PA system. Pretty Boy Floyd slowly walks out onto the center of the stage. Looking around him, he starts to nod to the crowd and raises his arms outright. Walking down the ramp he basically ignores most of the jeers and cheers thrown his way before reaching the steps. Climbing to the apron he stops and looks round behind him, finally acknowledging those in attendance. He smirks at them before side jumping over the top rope. Walking backwards to the centre of the ring he drops to one knee before, again, lifting his arms outright.))
SG: PBF is going to win the High Roller Championship and there won’t be any weird clowns to stop him tonight, damn it!
KV: He needs to be worried about more than just clowns after that superkick to Robb Hardy.
SG: He had it coming to him for constantly setting Floyd up!
KV: I still think there’s more to it. It seems to simple to be Robb!
SG: Sometimes life's answers are simple.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The referee calls for the bell as the two men look down each other. As the bell sounds Lanahan and Floyd circle up, both trying to get a feel for the other one. Pretty Boy shoots at Lanahan, but Lanahan is able to just get away. They both then get into an elbow and collar tie up and Pretty Boy is able to power Lanahan into the corner. The referee slides in and splits them up since neither is able to get a clear advantage. They come to a reset and lock up again. This time Pretty Boy drops down and gets a waist lock on Lanahan. Floyd is able to lift Lanahan up and take him to the mat using some technical skill.))
KV: And Floyd with the early advantage!
SG: Like I said.
KV: There’s no doubt he’s skilled. It’s just a question of what Hutch will do to counter.
((Hutch is able to roll out though and once back to his feet charges at PBF who takes him over with a nice arm drag. Lanahan charges again and gets taken down with another arm drag. Hutch charges in a third time but pulls up just in time to nail Pretty Boy with a big dropkick.))
KV: Great offense by Lanahan!
SG: I hate to tell you how to do your job… but…
KV: I can’t wait to hear this pearl of wisdom.
SG: … You are supposed to stay neutral as an announcer!
KV: Yeah, because you are the standard bearer for calling things right down the middle.
SG: Oh, thank you for that compliment.
((Lanahan pulls Pretty Boy Floyd up and takes him down with a bodyslam. Lanahan hits the ropes and comes back with a jumping leg drop. Hutch pulls Floyd up again and sends him into the ropes. Floyd comes back and gets hit with a knee to the stomach, doubling him over. Hutch hits the ropes and comes back with a vicious swinging neckbreaker. He sits Pretty Boy Floyd up on the canvas, charges in and hits a flipping snapmare on Floyd laying him out. Lanahan makes the cover.))
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KV: No!
((Pretty Boy gets his shoulder up before the three. Hutch pulls Pretty Boy up and hooks him in a clinch and starts hitting repeated knees to Pretty Boy's chest and jaw. Hutch backs off and uses the ropes for momentum. He charges in and levels Pretty Boy with a spinning heel kick. Hutch charges the ropes and springboards off them and nails springboard senton. He makes the cover again.))
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((Floyd kicks out right after the two count.))
KV: A close one there.
SG: But this is not horseshoes or hand grenades!
KV: Hutch is bringing the fight tonight. I like this.
SG: Floyd isn’t backing down either.
KV: I would agree with you. These are two very talented athletes fighting for a great title.
((Hutch cannot believe that he kicked out. Floyd fights his way back up to his feet. Once up to a vertical base, Hutch tries to shoot Pretty Boy off into the ropes but Floyd is able to reverse it. Hutch hits the ropes and returns, walking into a big clothesline. Reaching down, Floyd pulls Hutch back up and hits a couple of European uppercuts, followed by a snap suplex. Floyd floats over into the cover.))
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KV: Hutch kicks out!
((Floyd complains to the ref as the referee says that is was only a two count. As he argues, Hutch manages to get back up to a vertical base. Floyd sees this as Hutch tries to charge towards him. Without hesitation, Floyd drills him with a superkick. Floyd falls to his knees for a lateral press.))
KV: Melon Melt!
SG: He nailed it.
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KV: Thr… No! Hutch Lanahan is not done.
SG: That was a three count!
KV: Not quite.
SG: Don't you argue with me!
KV: I’m not even going to respond to that.
((Both competitors are laid out on the mat as the referee starts his ten count.))
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((Both start to stir now.))
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((Lanahan is reaching for the ropes to pull himself up as Floyd is on his hands and knees.))
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((Floyd is to his feet first and lines up for a second Melon Melt. He shoots for the kick but Hutch dodges it. Lanahan then hits the ropes and comes around with a discus lariat that drops Floyd in his place. Hutch drops to his knees and hooks both legs as the ref drops down for the count.))
KV: Lanahan’s Lariat!
SG: Another knockout blow!
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DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of the match and your NEW High Roller Champion... HUTCH LANAHANNNN!!!
((Hutch stands up to his feet as the ref hands him the title. Hutch has his arms raised in the air as the crowd pops loudly for the new champion while “Moonlight Sonata” begins to play over the PA system.))
KV: That was back and forth, but Hutch’s resiliency paid off.
SG: I think Robb Hardy is partially to blame for this all. Floyd was just a bit off his game, and with everything going on backstage, can you blame him?
KV: Come on, that takes away from Hutch just did. He is now a champion here in #FSociety and you know that Pretty Boy Floyd will be itching for a rematch down the road.
((The scene cuts backstage to the catering area where Drew Davies is seen conversing with #FSociety’s very own, Daniela Cabello. The two are laughing when Jenson Idol comes from out of nowhere in the picture and he goes to clothesline Drew Davies from behind but Davies ducks out of the way, causing Jenson Idol to inadvertently clothesline Dani Cabello to the ground. Jenson stands there in shock before kneeling down and checking on her.))
Jenson Idol: Bloody hell! Dani, are you alright, love?
((Jenson continues to check on her but Dani isn’t responsive. Drew Davies grabs Jenson and pulls him up and begins to yell in his face.))
Drew Davies: First you dump the poor girl and now you attack her? What the hell is your problem?
Jenson Idol: You’re my bloody problem, you twat!
((Jenson slaps Davies hard across the face and then Davies comes back with a punch to Jenson’s face. The two trade blows until Davies throws a hard elbow into Jenson’s gut which causes him to keel over. Davies takes a few steps back before charging at Jenson and nailing him with the ‘Davies Running Knee’, which causes Jenson to collapse to the ground, knocked out. Drew then goes to Dani and kneels down to check on her.))
Drew Davies: Hey! We need some medical assistance over here!
((Within moments, backstage personnel rush to the scene to tend to the fallen Dani Cabello as Drew Davies is shaking his head while looking at the downed Jenson Idol.))
Match Six: Singles Match
Adrien Cochrane vs Xavier Young
KV: Next up we’ve got the Number One Contender for the #FSociety Championship, Adrien Cochrane, going up against Xavier Young.
SG: Let’s hope Xavier goes crazy and hurts Adrien.
KV: Why would you say that?
SG: Because of what he said and did to Tyson Gregory earlier!
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 seems to have a bit more of an edge to himself tonight.
SG: Doesn’t take much with that guy since he usually has no edge at all.
KV: I wouldn’t say that.
SG: Well I would!
Jennifer Taylor: Coming to the ring first… Weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from Skittle Land… He is the General of the Skittle Army… XAVIERRRR YOUNG!
(("The Skittles Song" by Stereo Witness is now sounding throughout the #FSociety arena as and angry looking Xavier Young appears onto the entrance way with matching Skittle-colored attire. Xavier takes Skittles out of his pockets and begins to pelt them at fans in the crowd as he makes his way down the ramp. He then slides into the ring and looks quite serious and ready to get to business.))
SG: Xavier Young is bonkers!
KV: I heard Tyson Gregory hit him with a brutal chair shot two years ago and he hasn’t been the same since.
SG: Really? Damn, Tyson is awesome!
KV: How’d I know you would like that?
SG: Because I’m predictably awesome!
KV: Yeah… Right.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((The referee calls for the bell and the two men lock up in the ring in a classic collar and elbow. Xavier takes advantage and puts Adrien in a headlock. Adrien then pushes Xavier towards the ropes and Xavier bounces off of them. Xavier goes for a clothesline but Adrien ducks under it. Xavier turns around and Adrien nails him with a Pele kick. Adrian goes for the quick cover.))
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SG: Xavier kicks out! Thank goodness!
KV: Adrien tried ending this one early but Xavier was able to kickout!
SG: I still can’t believe the crap Adrien pulled earlier in the night. Unreal.
KV: Tyson attacked him first!
SG: Yeah but Adrien was asking for it!
((Adrien picks Xavier up but Xavier shoves him off. Xavier charges at Adrien but Adrien counters with a dropkick. Young gets up and Cochrane nails him with another dropkick and then when Xavier gets to his knees, Adrien nails him with a dropkick straight to the face. Adrien goes for another cover.))
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KV: Young kicks out again! What resiliency!
SG: Indeed! He needs to get some damn offense in!
KV: It has been quite one sided so far.
((Adrien picks Xavier up and whips him to the corner. Adrien charges Xavier and leaps up in the air and goes for a body splash but Xavier moves out of the way at the last minute and Adrien’s face goes crashing into the turnbuckle. Adrien bounces off of it stunned and Xavier grabs his neck and nails him with a neckbreaker. He goes for the pin.))
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KV: A kickout by Adrien!
SG: The referee was counting slow! That was the slowest one count I’ve ever seen in my life!
KV: It seemed fine to me.
SG: Of course it did since you’re biased for Adrien!
((Xavier slaps the mat in frustration and waits for Adrien to stand up as he stalks over him. Adrien gets up on his feet and turns around and Xavier goes for a superkick but Adrien ducks under it. Adrien then leaps back and grabs Xavier’s head and goes for an Adrien Cutter but Xavier pushes Adrien off. Adrien turns around and this time Xavier nails him with a superkick. Xavier then goes for the pin.))
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KV: Adrien kicks out again!
SG: Bullshit! Should’ve been a three count!
KV: It looked to be a two count to me.
((Xavier angrily gets up and stomps his feet. He pulls some Skittles out of his pocket and throws them hard at Adrien’s face.))
KV: I have to say, that’s a little… unexpected. Xavier Young is getting aggressive here.
((Xavier then climbs the turnbuckle and looks down at Adrien. Xavier leaps off, going for a frog splash but Adrien kips up at the last minute and grabs Xavier by the head, nailing an Adrien Cutter.))
KV: ADRIEN CUTTER FROM OUT OF NOWHERE! OH MY GOD!
SG: Okay… That was kind of impressive.
KV: How did he do that?
SG: I’m not sure. Wow.
((Adrien looks down at Xavier and shakes his head before stepping through the ropes and standing on the apron. Adrien waits for Xavier to stir. As he gets up, Adrien waits patiently and as Xavier starts to turn, Adrien leaps up onto the top of ropes and he then leaps over, nailing a springboard meteora on Xavier.))
KV: Crescent City Connection!! That’s gotta be it!!
SG: NOOOOOOOO!
KV: Yup!
SG: NOOOOOOOO!
KV: Say something else!
SG: NOOOOOOOO!
KV: Okay, I walked into that one.
((Adrien goes for the cover.))
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DING! DING! DING!!!
Jennifer Taylor: Here is your winner… ADRIENNNNNN COCHRANEEEEE!
((“Last One Standing” blares over the PA system once again as the referee raises Adrien’s hand in victory.))
KV: Adrien picks up another victory heading into Turmoil! He’s really on a roll!
SG: So is Tyson Gregory, who’s still undefeated. He’ll beat Adrien again, no doubt!
KV: Only time will tell when those two go one on one at Turmoil, which should be a historical matchup!
((The cameras cut to backstage, where Diem Masters is in the hallway talking to backstage personnel, when suddenly the look on the guys face changes and Diem frowns slightly. She slowly turns her head, having to tilt it back and up to look into the face of Renee Pleasant who grins down at her with a shake of his head.))
Renee Pleasant: Aye now, wha yah doin' out 'ere unprotected?
Diem Masters: I don't need anyone to protect me...
((Renee takes a step forward, forcing her onto her back foot. The employee scatters like a cockroach as Renee steps closer to Diem again. She swallows hard but doesn't back up this time, Renee slowly lifts a hand as thought to touch her and she takes two quick steps back; Renee laughs and closes the gap again, with a sneer, Diem puts more space between them.))
Renee Pleasant: Dun go gettin' soft on me baby...
((Renee finally backs her into a corner and the look on her face is one of stubborn in-crudity as she pushes her shoulders back, ready to square off. Renee reaches out and strokes her hair, tucking it behind her ear with a low laugh, that almost turns into a growl as she slaps his head away.... Renee leans in closer and she sucks in a sharp breath.))
((Out of nowhere, Corey Bull appears and he gets the jump on Renee, striking him from behind and forcing him to shift his focus; Renee and Corey go at it like wild dogs, scrapping and tearing each other to pieces until finally, they are pulled apart by security. As he is pulled away, Renee chuckles to himself. The pair is eventually pulled away again to prevent them from ever touching.))
Match Seven: Falls Count Anywhere for the Anarchy Championship
Ash Scion vs Diem Masters vs Yoenis Dario Flores
KV: Next up we have Ash Scion defending her Anarchy Championship for the first time ever.
SG: She’s going to have her hands full with Diem Masters… I’m not so sure about Yoenis Dario Flores though.
KV: We haven’t seen Yoenis for a few weeks, so I’m interested to see
SG: No matter, he can’t be on the same level as Ash Scion and Diem Masters!
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is a falls count anywhere match! Coming to the ring first… Weighing in at 127 pounds and hailing from New York City… She is your ANARCHY CHAMPIONNNNN…. ASHHHHH SCIONNNNN!
(("Don't Mess With Me" by Brody Dalle blares over the PA system as the camera pans around the arena, looking for Ash Scion. The crowd of fans next to the Spanish announce table splits apart and Ash Scion emerges from the crowd before hopping over the guard rail with the Anarchy Championship on her shoulder. She stands in front of a table and runs her hand across it before stepping around it and sliding in the ring.))
SG: What a champion! Ash Scion is amazing!
KV: Agreed, she is pretty awesome.
Jennifer Taylor: Her opponent… 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 is looking to rebound from her loss two weeks ago.
SG: She’s got quite the opportunity here with a shot at the Anarchy Championship.
KV: I think she’ll take advantage and have a great showing.
SG: Only time will tell!
Jennifer Taylor: And from New York City... YOENIS DARIO FLORESSSSSSS!
((The lights in the arena dim as Creeré' by Tercer Cielo hits the PA system. As the song plays through Yoenis steps on onto the entrance ramp. He tugs gently at the Dominican Flag arm sleeve on his left arm as he looks out to the crowd around him. Flashing them a smile he begins his walk down the entrance ramp trailing off the right side. He extends both of his hands out to the side greeting the fans with handshakes. As he reaches the end of the ramp he extends both of his arms out to the sides and looks up. He spins around with an ear to ear smile on his face before approaching the apron. With his right hand he reaches up and grabs the silver cross pendant pressing it to his lips Yoenis looks up to the rafters again pointing. Hopping up on to the apron he grabs the top rope and springboards himself into the ring. As his feet touch the mat the lights in the arena return to normal and the music cuts.))
KV: Yoenis looks ready for the match!
SG: He’s not going to last against Ash and Diem. These ladies are brutal!
KV: I guess we’ll see!
DING!! DING!! DING!!
((Diem and Yoenis charge towards each other as the bell rings and Ash simply leans back into a turnbuckle and watches the two go at it. Yoenis goes to clothesline Diem but she ducks under it and bounces off the ropes. Yoenis turns around is met by a dropkick to his face from Diem. Yoenis gets up to his knees but Diem quickly pounces on him and hits a running knee to his face, driving his head right into the mat. Diem then goes for a quick pin.))
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((Ash charges out of the corner and breaks the pin up with a stomp to Diem’s head.))
SG:: Ash breaks it up!
KV: Looks like she’s ready to get involved in this match.
SG: Hey, why not hang back a bit when there’s a triple threat?
KV: No matter, this match has now officially started now that everyone is involved.
((Ash whips Diem into the turnbuckle and charges close behind and when Diem crashes into the turnbuckle back first, Ash nails a clothesline before grabbing Diem by her head and shoving her to the ground. Ash climbs up the turnbuckle quickly and does a moonsault off of it and nails it perfectly on Diem. Ash goes for the pin and the ref starts the count.))
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((Yoenis breaks it up by nailing Ash in the back with a steel chair.))
KV: What the!? CALL FOR THE BELL!
SG:: It’s a triple threat match and it’s falls count anywhere! No DQ numbnuts!
KV: Oh yeah, right!
SG: Sometimes I feel like I’m the only professional in this company.
KV: Don’t be a jerk!
SG: I’m just being real!
((Yoenis then cracks the chair over Diem’s chest before throwing it off to the side and pinning her.))
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((Diem manages to kick out at the last possible second.))
KV: That was almost it! I thought Diem was going to lose the title for Ash Scion!
SG: So did I but she managed to kick out. Thank God!
KV: Yoenis almost stole that one.
SG: He does look like a thief! Just look at him!
KV: Oh my God, that’s incredibly rude.
((Yoenis slaps the mat in frustration and picks the chair back up from the ground. He stalks Diem, waiting for her to get up when out of nowhere Ash Scion dropkicks the chair right into Yoenis’s skull and he collapses to the ground. Ash is about to go for the pin but Diem grabs Ash by her hair and throws her out of the ring and Diem gets the cover.))
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KV: KICKOUT BY Yoenis!
SG: I have a feeling that Yoenis is used to taking chair shots, so I’m not surprised he withstood that one and kicked out.
KV: What’s that even mean?
SG: NO ONE KNOWS WHAT IT MEANS BUT IT SOUNDS PROVOCATIVE!
((Diem is waiting in the corner and squats down as she watches Yoenis, waiting for him to get up. Yoenis starts to stir and Diem gets pumped up and once Yoenis is up, Diem charges at him and goes for a big boot but Yoenis manages to duck out of the way and he grabs Diem’s arm, but she counters and kicks Yoenis in the gut. Diem grabs Yoenis’ arm before dragging him to the ground and putting him into a Lebelle Lock and she yanks Yoenis’ head back hard which makes him scream out in pain.))
KV: A Lebelle Lock from Diem!
SG: What a maneuver from Diem Masters!
KV: Yoenis looks like he’s about to tap out!
SG: I hope he does!
((Yoenis is about to tap out but Ash breaks it up by charging at Diem and somehow nailing a perfect Hurricanrana Driver, driving Diem’s head hard into the mat. Ash goes for the cover on Masters.))
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((Masters kicks out and Ash decides to pin Yoenis now.))
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((Now Yoenis kicks out and Ash slaps the mat in frustration.))
KV: Yoenis and Diem are both showing their resilience and Ash is getting a bit frustrated.
SG: Can you blame her? She was so close to defending her Anarchy Championship!
KV: Well there’s still a lot of match left for her to win.
((Ash picks Diem up and looks to whip Diem towards the ropes but Diem counters and whips Ash into the ropes. Ash bounces off and before she can make it to Diem, Yoenis Dario Flores appears from out of nowhere and nails a devastating spear onto Ash Scion. Yoenis then stands up and turns around and at the same time Diem is running towards the ropes which she springboards off of and she nails a flying clothesline onto the standing Yoenis Dario Flores, knocking him down and going for a pin.))
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((Yoenis kicks out of the pin and Diem appears frustrated as she shakes her head.))
KV: I really thought Diem had it that time.
SG: This Yoenis guy needs to just give it up.
KV: He fought hard to get to this place and he won’t give up now.
((Diem leaves Yoenis alone and walks over to Ash Scion. Diem picks Ash up and Ash pushes Diem off of her. Ash charges at Diem and leaps up and goes for a hurricanrana but Diem catches Ash and turns the move into a powerbomb. Before Diem can go for a pin, Yoenis is back up and he kicks Diem in the gut before grabbing her by the head and nailing and with a stunner. Yoenis then pins Diem.))
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((Ash breaks up the count!))
KV: Ash with the clutch save!
SG: Whew! I thought my girl was about to lose her title!
KV: Ash isn’t your girl.
SG: Not yet but she will be!
((Ash grabs Yoenis and tries to whip him towards the turnbuckle but he counters and whips Ash and Ash counters by running up the turnbuckle until she reaches the top and she leaps back, going for a moonsault on Yoenis but he leaps up in the air horizontally and lifts his knees up which connect right into Ash’s ribs. Yoenis then gets up and motions towards Ash like he's going to pin her but she rolls out of the ring while holding her ribs before collapsing on the ground outside.))
KV: A great counter by Yoenis but he couldn’t capitalize!
SG: He’s reverting his attention back to Diem.
KV: Probably the best idea.
((Yoenis turns towards Diem who is starting to stir and he kicks her hard in the gut before grabbing her by her hair and slamming her face into the canvas. Yoenis then picks Diem up and sets her up for what seems to be a powerbomb. He lifts Diem up but she counters and nails a hurricanrana. Yoenis is quick to get back up to his feet but when he does, he’s met by a fury of strikes from Diem who has gained a burst of energy.))
KV: Diem is back in this! This could be it!
SG: Yeah, Yoenis could be in trouble!
((Yoenis is dazed and Diem measures him for a moment before nailing a thunderous superkick right into his chin. Yoenis collapses to the ground in a mess.))
KV: THE BLOODY KICK!
SG: Diem is about to become champion!
KV: This isn’t good for Ash Scion!
SG: No it definitely isn’t!
((Diem is about to go for the pin but Ash Scion slides into the ring with the Anarchy Championship in her hands and she nails Diem in the face with the Anarchy Championship, causing Diem to tumble through the ropes to the outside of the ring..))
SG: ASH SCION JUST SAVED HERSELF THE MATCH!
KV: And she did it with her championship which is fair and square in this setting!
SG: All she has to do is pin Yoenis now!
((With the Anarchy Championship still in her hand, Ash Scion uses her other hand to pull up Yoenis from the mat. She then pulls Yoenis into her and nails a short arm lariat while using the championship in her hand for even more damage.))
SG: REDRUM! REDRUM! REDRUM!
KV: And she did it with the championship in hand! What a move!!
((Ash pins Yoenis.))
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DING!! DING!! DING!!
(("Don’t Mess With Me" begins to play over the PA system as Ash Scion stands up with a grin on her face.The referee hands the Anarchy Championship to Ash and she raises it in the air.))
SG: There we have it! Ash Scion picks up another victory!
KV: What a match!
SG: I know, right?
KV: These three competitors put it all on the line but Scion was able to pull this one off.
((The cameras cut backstage to Rebel Ink’s dressing room, showing Aurora Knight and Damon Graves as they get ready for their main event match. Sitting nearby is their manager, Alicia Perry, decked out in a t-shirt bearing the Rebel Ink logo. Sitting beside her is her husband, Rebel Ink’s trainer and legendary wrestler Jason Perry. The former NGW Tag Team Champions are already in their ring gear, with Aurora propping her foot up on the inside wall of her locker as she stretches. Damon is doing lunges a few feet away.))
Alicia: Look at them, Jason... not even the tiniest speck of nervousness in their eyes.
Jason: Are you sure they’re not just really good at hiding it?
((Hearing her trainer say this, Aurora casts a glance over her shoulder, flashing a smile as she nods her head. Her eyes are full of determination as they peek out from beneath wide-open eyelids.))
Aurora: You’re damn right, I’m nervous! I was nervous before that dark match four months ago; I was nervous when Damon and I wrestled for the NGW titles... and now tonight... hell yeah, I’m nervous. But I’m not about to let that feeling bubble its way to the surface.
((As Aurora brings her leg down to stand in front of Alicia and Jason, Damon moves to stand beside his fiancée.))
Damon: The last thing we want is for those two creeps to think they’ve gotten under our skin in any way.
Alicia: You wouldn’t know it from looking at you. That’s a good sign. It means we’ve done our jobs as trainers.
Aurora: That you have. Don’t worry... we’ve been looking forward to this match since the tournament began.
Damon: That’s for damn sure... she’s even been running me ragged when we’re not training. Gotta make a competition out of damn near everything we do, even something as mundane as cooking dinner. It’s like every day is a new episode of Chopped...
((Jason laughs at Damon’s remark.))
Jason: Damn it, you need to record that next time; I love that show!
Aurora: Ever think of auditioning?
((Jason shakes his head as he sits with his hand resting on his knee.))
Jason: Nah... you two are pretty much a full-time job as it is.
Alicia: You can say that again... whoa!
((Aurora and Damon turn to Alicia, their faces frozen in concern as she places a hand on her stomach.))
Aurora: You okay, boss?
((Alicia looks at Aurora, flashing a reassuring smile.))
Alicia: I’m fine... the baby just kicked. HARD.
((Damon chuckles as he leans toward Alicia with his hand extended.))
Damon: May I?
((Alicia pulls her hand away from her stomach, giving Damon an approving nod. She grabs his hand and places it on the side of her stomach, and after a few seconds, Damon pulls it back in shock.))
Damon: OW! You’ve either got a future superkick master or a miniature horse in there! DAMN, that kid can kick!
Jason: What can I say? It runs in the family...
((The four of them have a good laugh as the scene cuts away.))
Match Eight: Singles Match
Jack Diamond vs Drew Davies
Jennifer Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall! Coming down the aisle… making his #FSociety debut... from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 186 pounds... DREWWWW DAVIESSSS!
(("Last Breath" begins as Drew Davies comes out of the curtain to the cheers of the audience. Drew looks out to the fans with a smile on his face before he taps his chest in a show of respect the the crowd before walking down to the ring, giving fives to everyone who reaches out. Davies rolls under the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckles and holds his arms high to get the crowd more excited before jumping down.))
KV: Davies is here making his debut against the veteran, Jack Diamond.
SG: Why is everybody making such a big deal about this Drew Davies kid?
KV: Clearly, he has some support behind him. Last show he got a prime interview with Daniela Cabello and tonight he gets to perform here in the semi-main event.
SG: This kid better be careful that he’s not flying a little too close to the sun.
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 Davie’s direction.))
SG: I’ve got my money on Jack!
KV: Not surprised since you seem like the gambling type.
SG: I am! Always bet on black!
KV: Is that because you’re black?
SG: OH MY GOD! THAT’S RACIST!
KV: You just can’t help yourself can you?
((The two men stand a few feet from each other before the referee calls for the bell.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Davies charges at Jack and Jack tries to clothesline Davies but he ducks under it. Davies bounces off of the ropes and comes back to deliver a flying clothesline to Diamond. Davies waits for Diamond to get up and when he does, Davies charges again and nails him with a dropkick that sends him crashing into the turnbuckle. Drew runs at Jack in the corner and hits him with a thunderous European uppercut. Jack crashes to the floor and Drew goes for the pin.))
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SG: Kickout by Diamond!
KV: What an impressive start by Drew Davies! He’s on fire!
SG: You just think he’s hot
KV: Well, he is kind of cute.
SG: Are you serious right now!?
KV: What? Are you the only one who can say that kind of stuff?
SG: YES! IT’S PART OF MY CONTRACT!
((Davies picks Jack up and whips him into the corner again. Davies charges and nails a second European uppercut before grabbing Jack by the head and sprinting forward before leaping up, nailing a running bulldog. Davies goes for the cover again.))
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SG: Jack Diamond kicks out again!
KV: It seems like Davies is really focusing on the head of Jack.
SG: He’s trying to give him brain damage you mean? What a douche!
KV: It’s all fair play in the ring.
SG: Yeah but Jack has children to raise! He needs his brain!
KV: Does he really have kids?
SG: I don’t know? Maybe?
((Davies goes to pull Diamond up, but Jack responds with a poke to the eye. Davies steps back in pain and covers his face, so that allows Diamond to get back up and push Davies back into the corner with some body strikes. Diamond gets a foot up into Drew’s face and starts to choke him out with the bottom of his boot in the corner. The referee steps in to try and break up the choke, instigating a five count.))
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((Diamond finally releases the hold and backs away, putting his hands in the air like he’s done nothing wrong, all the while the referee admonishes him.))
KV: Jack Diamond will do anything to take control back. A poke to the eyes. A choke in the corner.
SG: I’ve seen none of that.
((Diamond pulls Davies out of the corner and takes him down with a drop toe hold. He then puts himself in position and twists Davies into an STF. Davies struggles in the hold and works his way over to get his free leg to the ropes. The referee once again has to get in Diamond’s face to try and break a hold. Diamond obliges and waits as Drew pulls himself up against the ropes. Diamond presses Davies back against the ropes and then sends him across the ring with an Irish whip. Davies comes back and delivers a roaring elbow that immediately drops Jack Diamond. Davies pulls Diamond up from behind and throws him over with a bridged German suplex. He maintains the bridge to go for the pin.))
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KV: Diamond with the kickout!
SG: Come on, Jack. Get this back.
KV: Davies has some very crisp and very sudden offense.
SG: He got lucky. Nothing more, nothing less.
((Diamond staggers back up to his feet while Davies heads up to the top rope. Diamond turns around towards his opponent, so Davies flies off the top with a front missile dropkick. Diamond falls back and rolls out of the ring from the impact from the hit.))
KV: I think he was partially knocked out of the ring and partially wants no more of Drew Davies’ offense.
SG: Are you accusing Jack Diamond of being afraid?
KV: He is heading towards the entrance way.
((Diamond stumbles towards the ramp but then turns back towards the ring for enough of a moment that Davies can hit him with a leaping senton over the top rope and to the outside. The crowd reacts with appreciation for the big move and both men are down on the outside.))
KV: Wow! What athleticism.
SG: This kid has no concern for his body or the wherewithal of his opponent.
KV: Davies really puts it all out there.
((Drew is the first one up and helps to pull Diamond up. He rolls Jack back into the ring and then takes a moment before getting back up onto the apron himself. Davies starts to step through the ropes when Diamond leaps up in desperation and pulls Davies down, neck first, onto the middle rope. Diamond then pulls him in, leaving his legs propped up on the ropes, and drops him down with a DDT. Diamond pulls his legs into the ring and goes for a cover.))
SG: Now that was beautiful.
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KV: Davies with the kickout!
SG: What? How?
((Jack Diamond lifts Davies up onto his shoulder and throws him face first into the corner. Davies bounces off the top turnbuckle and falls back into the middle of the ring.))
SG: Snake Eyes!
KV: Diamond should go for the cover.
SG: I think he wants another one.
((Diamond makes a motion that this is over as he stands over Davies. He takes his time lifting Davies up into position for another Snake Eyes. As he charges towards the corner again, Davies shifts his weight and falls back behind Diamond, pulling him down into a Dragon Sleeper. Davies pulls back into a pretty unique angle in the middle of the ring, and Diamond is left with no choice other than to tap.))
DING! DING! DING!!!
KV: Drew Davies with The Davies Sleeper.
SG: That’s not illegal?
KV: Davies countered the Snake Eyes and he put Diamond out.
Jennifer Taylor: The winner of the match by submission… DREWWWW DAVIESSSS!
((“Last Breath” begins to play and the referee raises Davies’ hand in victory.))
KV: That’s a nice debut for Drew Davies here tonight.
SG: The kid looked good, but he’s going to have a target on his back going forward.
KV: You might be right on that one. Drew Davies made a statement here in this one.
((The scene cuts to Robb Hardy’s office where he’s sitting behind his desk, holding up an ice pack to his jaw after being on the receiving end of an attack from Pretty Boy Floyd. Robb drops the ice back and has a serious look on his face as he looks into the camera.))
Robb Hardy: We’re two weeks away from our first ever supershow, Turmoil, and I’m here to announce some of the matches we have planned for the night.
((Robb pauses to let that sink in before he nods.))
Robb Hardy: First order of business, the matches we already have set in stone are Tyson Gregory versus Adrien Cochrane for the #FSociety Championship, the newcomer, Drew Davies, will be going head to head with Jenson Idol... and we also have Corey Bull versus Renee Pleasant in a match between two giants that should not disappoint. To be honest, those matches on their own make Turmoil exciting but there’s much more good stuff to come.
((He smiles.))
Robb Hardy: Like Seth Lawless versus Ash Scion for the Anarchy Championship in a Tables match. Hutch Lanahan will be defending his newly won High-Roller Championship against none other than Spider!
((Robb pauses and nods to let those matches sink in.))
Robb Hardy: I’ve also reached a deal with a team to make a special appearance that many of you know of… They are Any Given Sundae and they will be fighting against Rebel Ink in what will surely be a hotly contested matchup! Now, as for my last order of business.
((Robb’s eyes turn dark as he glares into the camera.))
Robb Hardy: Nobody attacks me and gets away with it. There will be repercussions and right now, the punishment laid down on Pretty Boy Floyd is being suspended without pay. If he even thinks about showing up at Turmoil, his contract will be terminated immediately. That’s all I have for you folks, tonight. Enjoy the rest of the night as we see our first ever Tag Team Champions be crowned.
((He looks down at some paperwork as the scene cuts away.))
Main Event: Tag Team Championships Finals
Amber Richards & Renee Pleasant vs Rebel Ink (Damon Graves & Aurora Knight)
KV: Here we are and it's time for the main event.
SG: Two weeks ago, we started with four teams looking to become the first ever #FSociety Tag Team Champions.
KV: And now, two couples will battle it out for those brand new belts.
SG: I am looking forward to this one.
Jennifer Taylor: This match is to determine the first ever TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!! Coming to the ring first, 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, waiting for their opponents to come to the ring.))
KV: We saw Renee Pleasant and Amber Richards with a victory over the team of Taryn Diaz and Cass Baumer.
SG: I wouldn’t call that much of a team.
KV: No, not with Taryn walking out on Cass Baumer and leaving her to be dismantled by the big man, Renee Pleasant.
SG: If you ask me, she deserved it. And one way or another, I think Pleasant and Richards were walking away with that one no matter what Taryn Diaz did.
Jennifer Taylor: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 348 pounds… Hailing from Long Beach, California... here are AURORA KNIGHT and DAMON GRAVES… REBELLL INKKK!!!
((“Refuse/Resist” by Sepultura blares over the sound system as red lights pulse around the stage in time to the music. Aurora 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.))
KV: The team of Rebel Ink were victorious over the tough duo of Riddick and Ricky Holt two weeks ago at Anarchy.
SG: I was hoping we were going to get to see a lot more out of those two, but Rebel Ink sent them home.
KV: This pairing of Knight and Graves has looked impressive and they are walking into this one with a lot of confidence.
SG: Let’s get these girls in there and let them fight it out for those titles.
KV: I dare you to say that to either of those women or the men standing by their sides.
SG: No thanks.
KV: Then shut your mouth and lets watch a great tag team match to determine the first ever #FSociety Tag Team Champions.
DING! DING! DING!!!
((Amber Richards and Aurora Knight remain in the ring but Knight shakes her head and points at Renee Pleasant. Richards laughs and shakes her head, but Pleasant simply nods and she takes a step back into her corner, tagging him in.))
SG: Is Aurora crazy? She wants to start this off against the seven footer?
KV: She’s not afraid and I love it.
SG: Maybe she should be.
((Pleasant approaches the middle of the ring and looks very confident, keeping his hands down. Aurora slaps him across the chest and while the noise echoes throughout the arena, it doesn’t move Renee. Aurora doesn’t back down however and throws three more chops. She then hits the ropes and comes back with a running forearm. Renee fires back with an overhand chop down across Aurora’s chest. She lets out a wince but stands her ground as well. She fires back with another chop so Pleasant pushes her back and then drops her with a back elbow. Renee pulls her back up and tosses Knight into one of the free corners. He charges in with another back elbow, causing Aurora to drop down into a seated position in the corner. Pleasant backs away and then charges in with a running knee. Pleasant puts his knee across Knight’s throat and starts to choke her out in the corner. The referee begins a count, and before he can get to five Pleasant finally backs away and puts his hands up in the air in a defensive gesture towards the referee. Pleasant then heads over to his corner and tags Amber Richards in.))
KV: Renee has set Amber Richards up for success with Aurora Knight down and out in that corner.
SG: Amber is about to finish this off quick.
KV: Aurora has a lot of fight left in her.
((Amber pulls Aurora up in a front chancery. She grinds away at her neck and then drops her down to her knees with a forearm slam to the back. Amber hits the ropes and connects with a running kick to Knight’s midsection. Richards then turns Aurora over and puts her in a chinlock. Aurora starts to work her way up to her feet, reaches up, and then drops Amber Richards down with a jawbreaker. She pushes forward and tags Damon Graves in. Graves immediately goes to work, keeping Amber down with a series of kicks. She gets up on her knees and Graves connects with a kick across her chest. He then pulls her up to her feet, hooks her around the head, and throws her back with a vertical suplex. Graves maintains a grip on her neck, drags her up, and tags his partner back in. Aurora Knight steps back into the ring, and with Damon still holding onto her, she lands a knee into Amber’s unprotected ribs. Amber doubles over and Aurora takes her over with a swinging neckbreaker.))
KV: This is effective strategy early on from Rebel Ink. Keep Amber down, on their side of the ring, and work those quick tags.
SG: You can see how badly Renee Pleasant wants in this match.
KV: You have to know that he and Richards would have no problem doing the same thing to either one of Knight or Graves.
SG: No doubt. The Tag Titles are on the line.
((With Amber on her back, Aurora grabs her by the legs and kicks at the back of her thigh a few times. She then starts to try and turn her over for a Texas Cloverleaf, but Amber avoids it, reaches up, and rolls her over into a pin attempt.))
KV: Nice counter.
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((Aurora easily kicks out and both women scramble up to their feet. Aurora charges forward and slams Amber back into the corner. She throws a series of three shoulder thrusts before pulling her out, twisting her arm, and then climbing up to the top rope while still holding onto the arm. Aurora walks the ropes but when she leaps off for a clothesline, Amber spins away, turns back, and then takes Aurora over with an arm drag takedown. Amber gets up first and connects with a running boot to Aurora’s face. Both women are down and start working their way to their corners.))
KV: This is still early, but Amber Richards hit that single leg dropkick out of desperation.
SG: And it looks like she’s got Renee Pleasant back in this match.
KV: Damon Graves is tagging in as well.
((The two men meet in the middle, trading strikes back and forth. Graves gets a few successive shots in, but Pleasant delivers a big knee into the midsection. Pleasant then tosses him back into the corner and follows in with a boot to the midsection. Pleasant then whips Graves across the ring and charges in with a running body splash into the corner. He then pulls Damon out of the corner by the arm, scoops him up, and drops him down with a backbreaker onto his knee. He pushes Graves off his knee, then backs up, bounces off the ropes, and comes back with a falling knee drop down onto him. Pleasant stays down on top of Graves and presses down on his shoulders for a pinfall attempt.))
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KV: Kickout!
SG: I thought he had him there.
KV: It’s going to take more for either of these teams to win those titles.
SG: If Renee Pleasant keeps this up, it won’t take much longer.
KV: It would help if Pleasant had hooked a leg there.
SG: Semantics.
((Renee pulls Graves up off the mat and then powerslams him back down. He pulls him into position close to his own corner and then tags Amber Richards back in. Amber climbs up to the top rope and drops down onto Graves’ midsection with a top rope headbutt. Graves sits up in pain but Amber pushes him right back down to the mat and goes for another cover for her team.))
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KV: No! It’s not enough.
((Graves manages to kick out at two and reaches out towards his own corner. Amber puts a knee in his back and locks him into a Dragon sleeper. Graves starts to stand up in the hold and then spins over into a more normal position. Amber still has a hold of him so he flips her over with a Northern Lights suplex. He maintains the bridge and goes for the cover.))
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((Renee comes in and stomps down on Damon’s exposed midsection, breaking up the pin.))
SG: That was smart.
KV: Pleasant and Richards are working over that midsection of Graves, so he goes quickly from in control to back in pain.
((Graves holds at his midsection and reaches out to Aurora again. Amber throws a clubbing forearm at Graves’ neck. She then hooks him around the head and backs up into her corner, bringing Pleasant back in again.))
SG: Damon Graves can’t get out of this corner.
KV: Renee Pleasant is looking like he’s going to enjoy this free shot at Graves.
((Richards continues to hold Graves, so Pleasant lines up and connects with a big knee to Graves’ midsection. He drops down to his hands and knees, so Renee flattens him with a stomp to the back. Pleasant takes his time backing off the ropes and goes for a leaping elbow drop, but Graves has enough time to roll out of the way. Graves stands up and knocks Pleasant back with an elbow strike. He then uses a back elbow to knock Amber Richards down off the apron. Pleasant looks for a punch but Damon ducks under it. Pleasant ends up with his back to the corner and Graves hits him with a running European uppercut that knocks him back into the turnbuckles. Graves looks for an Irish whip, but Pleasant counters it and throws Graves right back into his corner. Pleasant charges forward for another splash into the corner, but Graves moves out of the way, causing Pleasant to slam into the corner. Graves falls to the mat and scrambles as best he can across the ring to tag in an eager Aurora Knight. Amber Richards tags herself in and charges in after Graves, but Graves is able to make the tag first. Aurora leaps over the top rope and starts throwing wild forearm shots at Amber Richards.))
KV: Damon Graves needed the tag and he got it!
SG: I love seeing these girls fight.
KV: Aurora Knight is lighting Amber Richards up here, but you know Richards will not hesitate to throw her own shots.
SG: Aurora Knight better watch herself.
((Amber Richards starts coming back with some elbows of her own and mixes in a series of fast kicks as well. The two women both stop striking at each other and let out yells, before Aurora rushes back at Amber and starts drilling her with relentless knees to the midsection. She backs Amber into the ropes and then sends her across the ring with a whip. Richards comes back at Aurora and then gets sent out of the ring with a flying headscissors. Aurora hits the ropes and looks for a dive out onto Amber, but Renee Pleasant intervenes and catches Aurora with a knee as she tries to fly through the ropes.))
KV: Oh my!
SG: That was great!
KV: I think he just knocked Aurora out.
SG: She was ready to fly and Renee Pleasant was having none of it. You gotta protect your woman.
KV: That was a cheapshot and while I appreciate the referee trying to say something about it, that’s not enough. That was a game changer.
((Amber Richards slides back into the ring and kicks Aurora a few times until she is in the middle of the ring. Richards pulls her up and tries to get her in position for a cradle DDT.))
KV: She wants The Gypsy Driver right here.
SG: That would do it.
((Amber tries to lift her up for the cradle, but Aurora blocks it and counters into a rollup.))
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((Amber kicks out and both women scramble to their feet. Richards looks for a superkick but Aurora ducks under it, hits the ropes, and bounces back with a handspring back elbow smash. Both women end up on their backs in the middle of the ring and then they each turn over and start trying to get themselves to their respective corners.))
KV: Both women got taken out there, but whoever gets to their partner first could be the make or break moment of this fight.
SG: Look at the fire in the eyes of both Renee Pleasant and Damon Graves. Come on!
KV: The intensity of this Tag Team title match continues on and neither of these teams are giving in at all.
((Pleasant and Graves get tagged in again at the same time. They come at each other throwing big punches for the second time in the match.))
KV: We’ve seen these two come at each other at full steam already tonight.
SG: Renee won the first encounter. He’ll do it again.
((Graves rocks Renee with a series of European uppercuts but Pleasant returns fire with a knee to the ribs. This drops Graves down to his knees instantly. Pleasant reaches down for Graves, but Damon fires back up with another uppercut. Graves gets up and hits Pleasant with a dropkick to the knee. Pleasant bends forward so Graves hooks him around the head and drops him back with a reverse STO. He rolls Pleasant over and goes for a pin.))
KV: That was smooth from Graves and this could be it.
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KV: Thr… No!
SG: I knew he could kick out.
KV: Damon isn’t done here, though. He wants to finish this.
((Graves tags Aurora Knight back in and then tries to put Pleasant in position for a vertical suplex. Aurora heads up to the top rope while Graves tries to lift Renee into the air. Renee blocks it, lifts Graves up, and then drops him down stomach first across the top rope. This causes Aurora to lose her balance and she falls off the turnbuckle into a seated position. Renee pushes Graves off the top rope and Graves falls to the apron. Pleasant climbs up the ropes after Aurora. He hooks her around the head and sets up for a superplex. Aurora hooks her legs on the top rope and Damon Graves gets up and helps to block Renee as well. Graves tags himself in, steps in, and positions himself underneath Pleasant. Aurora knocks Pleasant off of her and Graves all of a sudden has Pleasant in position for an electric chair slam. Aurora tags herself back in, grabs Pleasant by the head and slams him down with a DDT. Aurora goes for the cover.))
KV: The Job Stopper on Renee Pleasant!
SG: How did they manage that?
KV: This could be it.
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DING! DING! DING!!!
((The bell rings and the referee rushes to grab the new #FSociety Tag Team Titles. He hands each of them one and then raises Aurora and Damon’s hands in victory as they proudly hold up their new belts.))
Jennifer Taylor: Here are your winners and NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSSSS… AURORA KNIGHT and DAMON GRAVESSS… REBEL INKKKK!!!
((“Refuse/Resist” begins to play again as the new champions continue to celebrate.))
KV: All of these title matches here in #FSociety continue to deliver. Aurora Knight and Damon Graves just put on a show there.
SG: Did you see that Job Stopper to end it? Getting Renee Pleasant up like that and taking him down. Are you kidding me?
KV: Rebel Ink fought hard. They fought through some injuries. But they kept fighting and now they are the first ever Tag Team Champions here.
((The camera shows Graves and Knight once more, looking happily at each other and sharing a quick embrace.))
KV: We had some great title fights tonight. But in two weeks, they only get bigger and badder.
SG: You're telling me! Tyson Gregory is finally going to shut up that piece of crap, Adrien Cochrane!
KV: Or Adrien is going to get over the hump and beat Tyson Gregory.
SG: Then we have Ash Scion going head to head with Seth Lawless! That match is going to be HUGE!
KV: And how about Any Given Sundae making a special return to the ring against Rebel Ink?
SG: We also get to see Jenson Idol in action for one night only against Drew Davies!
KV: Needless to say, Turmoil is going to be a night of EPIC proportions. But for now, this is all we have for you tonight. Until next time #FSociety fans! This is Khristina Valentine with my broadcast partner, Samuel Griffin, signing off and wishing you all a goodnight!
((With that said, the feed goes black and the show ends.))
