Post by PARAMOUNT on Feb 20, 2016 22:35:00 GMT -6
WARNING: This live event contains stunts performed by professionals or under the supervision of professionals and may be unsuitable for younger viewers. Accordingly EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any stunt or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents
FUTURE STARS OF WRESTLING
Live on Saturdays 9/8 PM CST (ESPN, Spike, SkySports)
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Pepsi
Live on Saturdays 9/8 PM CST (ESPN, Spike, SkySports)
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Pepsi
Episode 12
February 20, 2016
Live! at the 2300 Arena in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Commentators: Dick Shelby and Franklin Wright
Announcer: Deneen McQueen
Backstage interviewer: Destiny Fairchild
FSW General Managers: Tararia Santiago and James Tyson
Winner: Sway
As FSW: 12 comes live, the cameras pan around the arena showing the excited crowd holding up various signs for their favorite wrestlers. All of a sudden the lights go dark and a video starts to play on the video screen.
"We started out with a purpose..."
We see a small snippet of FSW's first-ever match, Kruzer versus GBH.
GBH argues with the ref about that. Kruzer slowly crawls to the corner. GBH sees that and grabs Kruzer, turning him around, only to be poked in the eye. The crowd boos at that! Kruzer gets up just as GBH charges at him. Kruzer counters this with a drop toe hold onto the top corner. Kruzer then hits a really dazed GBH with the Kruze Control! Cover!
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"We crowned a champion..."
The video then shows the ending of the FSW Championship match between Hunter and Avery Barnes at FSW: 7.
Avery looks at the nearest corner as Hunter is still feeling the effects of the Goodnight Kiss. She shakes her head and goes to pick him up. But as she does, he hits her with a massive spine buster! Hunter then quickly follows that up with the Hunter Score! He connects and goes for the cover.
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The whole crowd erupts, as the referee rings the bell, signaling this match is over.
Amy Schumer: Here is your winner...and NEW....FSW Champion....HUNTER!
With that, James Duffman puts his finished drink down, and gets up, with the belt in hand. Avery slowly gets up, as Hunter is seen celebrating in the ring.
"We ended on a high note..."
The video switches to show the ending of the FSW Championship match between Atlas and Double X at WrestleFest XIII.
Double X struggles in the STK, refusing to tap, knowing there are no ropes to save him, but Atlas has it locked in tight! Double X refuses to tap out!!! The ref checks him again and again, but Double X doesn’t waver … he just screams in pain! He slowly loses consciousness… Atlas won't break the hold! The ref lifts his arm...
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The ref checks him again…
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The arm drops!!!!
Atlas rolls over releasing the hold, covering his face overwhelmed with emotion! He can't believe it! A ref runs outside and brings him the FSW Championship!
Mystery Man: What an unbelievable victory for Atlas here in Italy tonight. WrestleFest is where dreams come true and for Atlas, they certainly have. When The Future Stars of Wrestling returns for it's the second season in 2016, they will have a new champion. Double-X looks shocked right now, but I'm thinking we won't see the last of him as he will have some time to reflect on this night, and prepare himself for next year. For now, Congratulations to the NEW FSW Champion ... the one and only ... Atlas!
"Our high came crashing down..."
The video the switches to the second season premiere of FSW where we saw fans walking out in the middle of the show. The scene then switches to show the press release where President Mac announced that he had fired the General Manager and all on-air staff.
"Just like a Phoenix we shall rise from the ashes..."
The scene cuts back to the press release where President Mac announced that he has hired two new General Managers: James Tyson and Tararia Santiago. The screen then shows shots of the two new General Managers. We then hear a computerized voice come over the PA System as a timer with the number 5 appears on the screen…
Starting master reset in
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Fireworks explode throughout the arena causing the fans to jump as the lights finally come back on. We then shift our focus to the announcers table, where we see two new faces smiling at the camera.
Dick Shelby: Welcome everyone to the Future Stars of Wrestling, episode 12!!!! We're live from the 2300 Arena in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! My name is Dick Shelby and it's an honor to be here! The guy to my immediate right is my partner in crime, Mr. Franklin Wright!
Franklin Wright: An honor it is, Shelby! Boy, things sure are looking up … and if I must say they are also looking bright!
Shelby: Ahh... star puns already?
Wright: Hey, what can I say? Anyways, it's great to be here! Just listen to this crowd!
We can hear the crowd chanting FSW, FSW, FSW!!! Suddenly, we hear "Ice Man" by Jim Johnston blare out over the PA Systems. The crowd focuses all of their attention on the stage area as one of the new General Managers of FSW, James Tyson makes his way out to the ring. In the middle of the ring stands some kind of box with a velvet covering. James walks up the steps and enters the ring, standing beside the box.
Tyson: Welcome everyone to a new era of FSW!!!!
He pauses for the crowd to start an FSW chant.
Tyson: For those that don't know me, I am James Tyson, one of the new General Managers of FSW. Alongside my partner, Tararia Santiago, who you'll see later on, we have been brought in by President Mac to completely wipe the slate clean and give FSW the fresh starts it so rightly deserves. We started that earlier this week with a Press Release that stated all the personnel of FSW had been terminated. Well, that's exactly what happened. Everyone from the former GM, down to the website team have been let go, and we have started a clean slate for FSW.
Tyson looks at the box and rubs his hand across the velvet covering.
Tyson: Part of that cleanup was coming up with a new FSW Championship belt. Holding the FSW championship makes you the standard bearer....the measuring stick of the brand, and we felt that our champion should have a belt that properlyreflects that prestige. You see, we may be new here, but we aren't new to the business. We plan on making FSW the number one show on the EWC network. The staff was one change, the FSW Championship was another, but I want everyone to be on high alert: We're looking to be the best, so we have to act like the best. So you're either with us for change for the 'FUTURE,' or you're with them stuck in the 'PAST!' So without further adieu, I'd like to present everyone with the brand new FSW Championship....
Tyson pulls the velvet cloth from the box revealing the new FSW Championship. The camera zooms in so everyone can see...
Franklin Wright: An honor it is, Shelby! Boy, things sure are looking up … and if I must say they are also looking bright!
Shelby: Ahh... star puns already?
Wright: Hey, what can I say? Anyways, it's great to be here! Just listen to this crowd!
We can hear the crowd chanting FSW, FSW, FSW!!! Suddenly, we hear "Ice Man" by Jim Johnston blare out over the PA Systems. The crowd focuses all of their attention on the stage area as one of the new General Managers of FSW, James Tyson makes his way out to the ring. In the middle of the ring stands some kind of box with a velvet covering. James walks up the steps and enters the ring, standing beside the box.
Tyson: Welcome everyone to a new era of FSW!!!!
He pauses for the crowd to start an FSW chant.
FSW!!!
FSW!!!
FSW!!!
FSW!!!
FSW!!!
Tyson: For those that don't know me, I am James Tyson, one of the new General Managers of FSW. Alongside my partner, Tararia Santiago, who you'll see later on, we have been brought in by President Mac to completely wipe the slate clean and give FSW the fresh starts it so rightly deserves. We started that earlier this week with a Press Release that stated all the personnel of FSW had been terminated. Well, that's exactly what happened. Everyone from the former GM, down to the website team have been let go, and we have started a clean slate for FSW.
Tyson looks at the box and rubs his hand across the velvet covering.
Tyson: Part of that cleanup was coming up with a new FSW Championship belt. Holding the FSW championship makes you the standard bearer....the measuring stick of the brand, and we felt that our champion should have a belt that properlyreflects that prestige. You see, we may be new here, but we aren't new to the business. We plan on making FSW the number one show on the EWC network. The staff was one change, the FSW Championship was another, but I want everyone to be on high alert: We're looking to be the best, so we have to act like the best. So you're either with us for change for the 'FUTURE,' or you're with them stuck in the 'PAST!' So without further adieu, I'd like to present everyone with the brand new FSW Championship....
Tyson pulls the velvet cloth from the box revealing the new FSW Championship. The camera zooms in so everyone can see...
The scene cuts backstage where we see a limousine pulling into the building. The camera focuses on the back door, where we see Kimi Smalls exit. The limousine driver grabs her bags and hands them to her. She has an uncertain look on her face, as she walks towards her locker room. Before cutting back to ringside, the camera catches someone else in the limousine. We're not able to see who it is, before the camera fades away.
Shelby: Who was in the limo with Kimi?
Wright: I don't have a clue! But, I bet we find out by the end of the night.
Wright: I don't have a clue! But, I bet we find out by the end of the night.
McQueen: The opening contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, standing at 5' 9.5" and weighing in at 230 pounds. He's coming to you tonight from the EWC's Special Forces. He is "Canada's Greatest Athlete" Johnny Bonecrusher!!!!
The Black Halos' "Some Things Never Fall" begins to play, and no sooner does it begin than Canada's Greatest Athlete himself bursts through the curtains with authority. He stands at the base of the ramp, takes a knee and flexes, then stands back up raising his fist high and proudly in the air accompanied by a "YEAH!!!", further exciting the fans! He then proceeds to make his way down the aisle. As he passes by the ringside fans, he doles out as many bird flips as he does autographs, like a cross between Stone Cold and Hulk Hogan! The fans return the bird flips, a standard mutual show of respect these days and not at all a pale rip-off of the aforementioned Stone Cold. He quickly makes his way down the remainder of the ramp, slides under the bottom ropes and into the ring and clasps his hands in anticipation for the massacre that's about to occur to either his opponent... or himself!
McQueen: And his opponent ... standing at 6'2" and weighing in at 220 pounds. He's coming to you tonight from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He is "the Angel of Death and Mercy" Tyler Roberts!!!
The arena dims slightly as 'In Chains' by Shaman's Harvest starts to play. As the fans look at the stage a silhouette is seen of Tyler Roberts on his knees, arms stretched out to his sides looking to the sky. The lights slowly return and he is speaking to the sky, he stands up and walks down the ramp towards the ring, where he pulls himself up onto the apron and climbs into the ring and walks around looking out at the fans from under his hat. he removes his coat and hat and extends his arms out again before loosening up for the match.
Shelby: Be nice, I’ve told you about that before…now can we just sit back and watch this match?
Wright: I suppose so...
Both competitors are cautious to begin with as they circle one another, Bonecrusher stepping forward trying to feign his move, Roberts doesn’t fall for it and stays his distance.
Shelby: Both men are being cautious to begin with…
Wright: Come on, I was hoping to see some action after some of the words exchanged through the week through each of their promos! Not a damn barn dance!
Roberts breaks the inactivity as he goes in and grapples with Bonecrusher, trying his best to get the upper hand. It seems to be working until Johnny pushes Roberts away and then flies at him with a clothesline out of nowhere.
Shelby: Oh my God! That nearly cleared out Tyler Roberts!
Wright: Now this is what I’m talking about! Kick his ass Johnny!
Shelby: No guessing who you are firmly behind then…it seems Bonecrusher is going for an early pinfall, could Roberts be out of gas already?
Bonecrusher smirks cockily before pinning Roberts, his forearm against his opponents head.
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Roberts kicks out as Bonecrusher gets up, bringing the slightly disorientated Roberts up with him. Nodding with a self-satisfied grin on his face, he tucks Tyler's head under his arm then pats his back, gesturing for a DDT. As if by magic Roberts somehow summons the strength to fight back, delivering punch after punch to Johnny's exposed midsection.
Shelby: Tyler is trying to fight back now.
Obviously not wanting any more of those slowly intensifying punches, Johnny delivers a couple of knees of his own to the struggling Roberts before dropping him with the DDT he had been intending all along. Johnny takes his time slowly turning and covering Tyler without bothering to hook a leg, already thinking he had it in the bag. The referee begins his count.
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Roberts gathers all of his beings and kicks out of the pin in the nick of time, much to the ire of his opponent. Pushing Tyler's head into the canvas with an almost feral roar, Johnny stands and walks towards the referee, who must have sensed that Bonecrusher wasn't happy, as he wisely moves back towards the ropes. Making wild gestures as if to say ‘get back to the match!’ the referee is now in the corner, not knowing what to do. Unbeknownst to Bonecrusher, Roberts had finally shaken the cobwebs and was crawling toward that very same corner.
Shelby: Bonecrusher is obviously loving the effect he is having on the referee right now…
Wright: Well, he did do a damn slow count after that magnificent DDT, that should have had the match won!
Shelby: You know as well as I do that the count was a fair one.
The crowd starts to cheer as Roberts has managed to get behind Bonecrusher. Thinking the crowds were cheering for him, Bonecrusher raises his arms and smirks. Being exactly the opportunity that Tyler Roberts needed, he scrambles the rest of the distance between himself and Bonecrusher, hooking him for a crafty and swift school boy roll up pin. The crowd cheers as the unsuspecting Johnny Bonecrusher hurtles backwards and into a perfectly executed pin.
Shelby: Holy crap! He may have it right here!
Wright: I hope not!
The referee brushes off his shirt and ducks for the count.
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The crowd cheers collectively as Bonecrusher manages to also break the pinfall attempt on him. Roberts slowly gets to his feet as Johnny seems to take longer getting up than one would have thought. Striding towards him with a new lease of life in the match, he whips Bonecrusher into the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt on his opponent’s part, before leaping and catching the unsuspecting Bonecrusher on the rebound with a nicely done dropkick.
Cheering ensues as Bonecrusher drops like a ton of bricks and Roberts looks to capitalize on his newfound momentum, gesturing that he is going to go into a high-risk district, atop the ropes.
Shelby: This could be dangerous for Roberts, will it pay off and give him the edge?
Wright: I hope he faceplants!!!
Tyler makes it to the top rope and the crowd goes berserk as he looks briefly to the fallen Johnny Bonecrusher, who is only just recovering from the dropkick that he had suffered. Bonecrusher starts to stir making his way up to his knees. Not wanting to waste any more time, Tyler leaps off the top rope, nailing Bonecrusher with his 'Into the Light,' a variation of a double under hook DDT.
Shelby: He flew out from the Heavens!!!
Wright: You’re such a killjoy sometimes you know that?
Shelby: It’s one of the only perks of this job, Frankie.
Wright: It's Franklin!
Favoring his lower back and tail bone a little, Roberts cries out as if he damaged himself with that move. This causes him to be unable to crawl over to pin Bonecrusher, who is now beginning to make his way gingerly to his feet.
Wright: Archangel, my ass!!
Shelby: Shut up and watch the match will you? We have one for the ages right here and all you can do is whine about schematics.
Seeing Roberts holding his seemingly injured back, Bonecrusher slowly makes his way to him, clearly not rushing to get the job done. Sneering down at the person that has caused him so much grief in such a short time, he starts to go for the pin. Once again, the smarts of Roberts win out as he scoops his startled opponent into a small package pin.
Shelby: He was playing possum!
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A clearly pissed off Bonecrusher gets to his feet and now, newly energized with rage, and starts to rain down kicks to him, not allowing him to get up from the canvas. After a few more prominent kicks, the referee intervenes telling him to let Roberts up, moving back and waving cockily to the crowds, he allows Roberts to stand and shake off the cobwebs and apparent agony before going in for the kill. Whipping Roberts into the ropes, he goes for a back body drop but no one’s home as Roberts has clung to the ropes, stopping the momentum that would have carried him straight to Bonecrusher. Advancing on each other, they resume the circling that started the match and Johnny Bonecrusher, this time, tries to emulate his earlier successful clothesline though Roberts ducks and swiftly manages to get the man off his feet with a nice drop toe hold.
Shelby: Man this action is going back and forth between these two!
Slowly making his way to the man on the floor, Roberts smiles almost to himself as he kneels down and attempts to execute an ankle lock. The previously quiet Bonecrusher has to relent to the pain that was now coursing through him as Roberts grits his teeth and tightens the lock. Seeing the look on Johnny's face, the referee goes to the canvas and asks Bonecrusher if he wants to give up.
Wright: NO ... BONECRUSHER... NO!
Bonecrusher's hand starts to clench, each of the fingers in turn at first before the whole fist clenches. He shakes his head as Roberts once more cranks in the lock. Bonecrusher somehow makes it to the ropes. The head shaking becomes more intensive just as the referee breaks up the submission.
Shelby: Roberts almost got the win by submission there.
Rubbing his head with disappointment, Roberts again goes for the ankle lock. It looks as if he succeeds, but the wariest Bonecrusher manages to slip around and put his boot into Roberts. More steady with himself now that he has apparently regained the momentum he had earlier, Johnny advances towards Roberts, who is powerless to stop himself from being lifted up for a move Johnny calls the Cement Mixer, which is a spinebuster into a Texas cloverleaf!!! Gritting his teeth against the pain he is experiencing, Tyler takes advantage of his ring presence and grabs on to the bottom rope, forcing Bonecrusher to break the hold.
Wright: Tyler Roberts should be finished now!
Shelby: His desire to win this match is obviously still in there Franki....I mean Franklin.
The Black Halos' "Some Things Never Fall" begins to play, and no sooner does it begin than Canada's Greatest Athlete himself bursts through the curtains with authority. He stands at the base of the ramp, takes a knee and flexes, then stands back up raising his fist high and proudly in the air accompanied by a "YEAH!!!", further exciting the fans! He then proceeds to make his way down the aisle. As he passes by the ringside fans, he doles out as many bird flips as he does autographs, like a cross between Stone Cold and Hulk Hogan! The fans return the bird flips, a standard mutual show of respect these days and not at all a pale rip-off of the aforementioned Stone Cold. He quickly makes his way down the remainder of the ramp, slides under the bottom ropes and into the ring and clasps his hands in anticipation for the massacre that's about to occur to either his opponent... or himself!
McQueen: And his opponent ... standing at 6'2" and weighing in at 220 pounds. He's coming to you tonight from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He is "the Angel of Death and Mercy" Tyler Roberts!!!
The arena dims slightly as 'In Chains' by Shaman's Harvest starts to play. As the fans look at the stage a silhouette is seen of Tyler Roberts on his knees, arms stretched out to his sides looking to the sky. The lights slowly return and he is speaking to the sky, he stands up and walks down the ramp towards the ring, where he pulls himself up onto the apron and climbs into the ring and walks around looking out at the fans from under his hat. he removes his coat and hat and extends his arms out again before loosening up for the match.
Shelby: Be nice, I’ve told you about that before…now can we just sit back and watch this match?
Wright: I suppose so...
Both competitors are cautious to begin with as they circle one another, Bonecrusher stepping forward trying to feign his move, Roberts doesn’t fall for it and stays his distance.
Shelby: Both men are being cautious to begin with…
Wright: Come on, I was hoping to see some action after some of the words exchanged through the week through each of their promos! Not a damn barn dance!
Roberts breaks the inactivity as he goes in and grapples with Bonecrusher, trying his best to get the upper hand. It seems to be working until Johnny pushes Roberts away and then flies at him with a clothesline out of nowhere.
Shelby: Oh my God! That nearly cleared out Tyler Roberts!
Wright: Now this is what I’m talking about! Kick his ass Johnny!
Shelby: No guessing who you are firmly behind then…it seems Bonecrusher is going for an early pinfall, could Roberts be out of gas already?
Bonecrusher smirks cockily before pinning Roberts, his forearm against his opponents head.
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Roberts kicks out as Bonecrusher gets up, bringing the slightly disorientated Roberts up with him. Nodding with a self-satisfied grin on his face, he tucks Tyler's head under his arm then pats his back, gesturing for a DDT. As if by magic Roberts somehow summons the strength to fight back, delivering punch after punch to Johnny's exposed midsection.
Shelby: Tyler is trying to fight back now.
Obviously not wanting any more of those slowly intensifying punches, Johnny delivers a couple of knees of his own to the struggling Roberts before dropping him with the DDT he had been intending all along. Johnny takes his time slowly turning and covering Tyler without bothering to hook a leg, already thinking he had it in the bag. The referee begins his count.
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Roberts gathers all of his beings and kicks out of the pin in the nick of time, much to the ire of his opponent. Pushing Tyler's head into the canvas with an almost feral roar, Johnny stands and walks towards the referee, who must have sensed that Bonecrusher wasn't happy, as he wisely moves back towards the ropes. Making wild gestures as if to say ‘get back to the match!’ the referee is now in the corner, not knowing what to do. Unbeknownst to Bonecrusher, Roberts had finally shaken the cobwebs and was crawling toward that very same corner.
Shelby: Bonecrusher is obviously loving the effect he is having on the referee right now…
Wright: Well, he did do a damn slow count after that magnificent DDT, that should have had the match won!
Shelby: You know as well as I do that the count was a fair one.
The crowd starts to cheer as Roberts has managed to get behind Bonecrusher. Thinking the crowds were cheering for him, Bonecrusher raises his arms and smirks. Being exactly the opportunity that Tyler Roberts needed, he scrambles the rest of the distance between himself and Bonecrusher, hooking him for a crafty and swift school boy roll up pin. The crowd cheers as the unsuspecting Johnny Bonecrusher hurtles backwards and into a perfectly executed pin.
Shelby: Holy crap! He may have it right here!
Wright: I hope not!
The referee brushes off his shirt and ducks for the count.
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The crowd cheers collectively as Bonecrusher manages to also break the pinfall attempt on him. Roberts slowly gets to his feet as Johnny seems to take longer getting up than one would have thought. Striding towards him with a new lease of life in the match, he whips Bonecrusher into the ropes and ducks a clothesline attempt on his opponent’s part, before leaping and catching the unsuspecting Bonecrusher on the rebound with a nicely done dropkick.
Cheering ensues as Bonecrusher drops like a ton of bricks and Roberts looks to capitalize on his newfound momentum, gesturing that he is going to go into a high-risk district, atop the ropes.
Shelby: This could be dangerous for Roberts, will it pay off and give him the edge?
Wright: I hope he faceplants!!!
Tyler makes it to the top rope and the crowd goes berserk as he looks briefly to the fallen Johnny Bonecrusher, who is only just recovering from the dropkick that he had suffered. Bonecrusher starts to stir making his way up to his knees. Not wanting to waste any more time, Tyler leaps off the top rope, nailing Bonecrusher with his 'Into the Light,' a variation of a double under hook DDT.
Shelby: He flew out from the Heavens!!!
Wright: You’re such a killjoy sometimes you know that?
Shelby: It’s one of the only perks of this job, Frankie.
Wright: It's Franklin!
Favoring his lower back and tail bone a little, Roberts cries out as if he damaged himself with that move. This causes him to be unable to crawl over to pin Bonecrusher, who is now beginning to make his way gingerly to his feet.
Wright: Archangel, my ass!!
Shelby: Shut up and watch the match will you? We have one for the ages right here and all you can do is whine about schematics.
Seeing Roberts holding his seemingly injured back, Bonecrusher slowly makes his way to him, clearly not rushing to get the job done. Sneering down at the person that has caused him so much grief in such a short time, he starts to go for the pin. Once again, the smarts of Roberts win out as he scoops his startled opponent into a small package pin.
Shelby: He was playing possum!
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A clearly pissed off Bonecrusher gets to his feet and now, newly energized with rage, and starts to rain down kicks to him, not allowing him to get up from the canvas. After a few more prominent kicks, the referee intervenes telling him to let Roberts up, moving back and waving cockily to the crowds, he allows Roberts to stand and shake off the cobwebs and apparent agony before going in for the kill. Whipping Roberts into the ropes, he goes for a back body drop but no one’s home as Roberts has clung to the ropes, stopping the momentum that would have carried him straight to Bonecrusher. Advancing on each other, they resume the circling that started the match and Johnny Bonecrusher, this time, tries to emulate his earlier successful clothesline though Roberts ducks and swiftly manages to get the man off his feet with a nice drop toe hold.
Shelby: Man this action is going back and forth between these two!
Slowly making his way to the man on the floor, Roberts smiles almost to himself as he kneels down and attempts to execute an ankle lock. The previously quiet Bonecrusher has to relent to the pain that was now coursing through him as Roberts grits his teeth and tightens the lock. Seeing the look on Johnny's face, the referee goes to the canvas and asks Bonecrusher if he wants to give up.
Wright: NO ... BONECRUSHER... NO!
Bonecrusher's hand starts to clench, each of the fingers in turn at first before the whole fist clenches. He shakes his head as Roberts once more cranks in the lock. Bonecrusher somehow makes it to the ropes. The head shaking becomes more intensive just as the referee breaks up the submission.
Shelby: Roberts almost got the win by submission there.
Rubbing his head with disappointment, Roberts again goes for the ankle lock. It looks as if he succeeds, but the wariest Bonecrusher manages to slip around and put his boot into Roberts. More steady with himself now that he has apparently regained the momentum he had earlier, Johnny advances towards Roberts, who is powerless to stop himself from being lifted up for a move Johnny calls the Cement Mixer, which is a spinebuster into a Texas cloverleaf!!! Gritting his teeth against the pain he is experiencing, Tyler takes advantage of his ring presence and grabs on to the bottom rope, forcing Bonecrusher to break the hold.
Wright: Tyler Roberts should be finished now!
Shelby: His desire to win this match is obviously still in there Franki....I mean Franklin.
Bonecrusher turns around and sets himself in position. He's glaring at Tyler as a lion stalking his prey would. Tyler pulls himself up using the ropes. As he turns around he walks right into a Johnny Special! He lands in the middle of the ring and Johnny is quick to make the cover.
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McQueen: Here is your winner ... JOHNNY ... BONECRUSHER!!!
Johnny rolls out of the ring and smiles as we fade to commercial.
Shelby: Welcome back to FSW, episode 12!
Wright: Shelby, I'm excited for this next match!
Shelby: I know you're not the only one, so let's get right to it!
Wright: Shelby, I'm excited for this next match!
Shelby: I know you're not the only one, so let's get right to it!
McQueen: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, standing at 6'0" and weighing in at 215 pounds. He's coming to you tonight from New York, New York. He is "The Marksman" Michael Hunter, Jr.!!!!!!!
"Calling all cars we got another victim since my love has become an affliction."
The music of 'Calling all Cars' by Senses Fail blares through the PA System as Michael Hunter, Jr. walks out onto the stage. He stands on the entrance ramp and motions as if he's shooting a bow and arrow. He then releases the pose and gives a cocky grin to the crowd as he walks to the ring.
Wright: I love the confidence on Michael Hunter, Jr.'s face. After a victory at FSW: 11, MHJ's stock is on the rise here in FSW!
McQueen: And his opponent … making his FSW debut tonight. Standing at 6'2" and weighing in at 225 pounds … he hails from Atlanta, Georgia. He is "The Southern Harmer" Jaxon Friar!!!!!
As the opening guitar riff of ‘Heavy and Hanging’ by Patterson Hood blares over the PA System, all the lights dim throughout the arena. As the audience sits in darkness, you can hear a slow drum beat shake the arena as various spotlights flash on and off following the beat.
As the band starts to sing: “On the morning that I found you, I was fixing the alarm…” Jaxon Friar steps out onto the stage as a lone spotlight focuses on him. He slowly walks down to the ring, not even glancing out into the audience. As the song builds, he walks up the steps and steps in between the top and middle ropes. He goes and sits down in the opposite corner and waits, as the lights come back on and the music stops.
Shelby: Well here's a newcomer to FSW. We don't know much about the man that calls himself 'The Southern Harmer!'
Wright: Um … wild guess … but I bet he harms people!
Shelby: You think?
Wright: Not really … he could harm puppies.
Both men start out in the center of the ring with a collar-to-elbow tie-up. Jaxon circles behind and grabs Hunter by the waist, but Hunter circles back around and locks in a headlock on Jaxon. Hunter switches from a side headlock to a front face headlock and starts wrenching on Jaxon's neck. Jaxon manages to escape and locks in a single arm chicken wing. Hunter looks around eyeing his escape. Hunter ducks back around and tries for a German Suplex, but Jaxon counters with a few elbow shots to the side of Hunter's head. The fourth elbow strikes stun Hunter long enough for Jaxon to turn around and go for a piledriver. Jaxon almost gets Hunter up, but Hunter kicks his feet and shifts all the momentum. Hunter manages to get his feet back on the ground and lifts Jaxon up on his shoulders before slamming him down to the mat with an Alabama Slam.
Shelby: Based off the opening few sequences of the match the fans should get their money's worth tonight!
Wright: Lord I hope so! Surely after the debacle from the last show, any kind of action would be getting their money's worth!
Instead of going for a cover Hunter locks in a single leg Boston Crab. He has Jaxon in the middle of the ring and you can hear Jaxon screaming out! The referee jumps in the position to see if Jaxon wants to submit. He shakes his head no and pounds on the mat out of frustration. He looks up and sees that he's only a few feet from the ropes and starts to pull himself towards them. He reaches out and finally manages to grab the bottom rope, forcing Hunter to have to break the hold. Hunter breaks the hold and Jaxon grabs the back of his right leg. Hunter quickly gets back on the offensive and pulls Jaxon back to the middle of the ring, before jumping down and locking in a front face lock. He places the ball of his wrist right on the bridge of Jaxon's nose and wrenches back.
Wright: Damn that looks painful!
Jaxon screams out that he doesn't want to give up and somehow manages to get his hands up and break Hunter's hold. Hunter bounces up and pulls Jaxon up by his hair, but takes him back down with a snapmare. He goes for the cover.
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Hunter kicks out! Jaxon is up and Hunter takes him down with the same arm leg sweep. He goes for the cover again.
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Jaxon kicks out and both men are on their feet in a stare down as the crowd goes wild!
Shelby: Listen to the crowd. That is what you want to hear when you come to an FSW show!
Wright: I like how both men are testing each other out. It'll be a game of chess and eventually someone how to get the upper hand!
Both men take an opposite corner as the crowd continues to cheer to gather their thoughts. Hunter walks towards Jaxon's corner but Jaxon quickly jumps through the ropes as the crowd goes from cheering to booing as he points to his head as if to say "I'm the smart one!" Hunter just looks on as Jaxon walks back up the stairs and 'shoos' Michael away from the ropes. Hunter takes a few steps back and Jaxon comes halfway back into the ring through the top and middle ropes. Hunter charges again, but Jaxon sits down on the middle rope causing the referee to step in and push Hunter back towards his corner. Jaxon smiles real big and waves off Hunter once again. Jaxon finally comes back into the ring and he and Hunter lock back up in the middle of the ring with another collar-to-elbow tie-up. Hunter spins around tries to hit an elbow but Jaxon ducks it. He spins Hunter back around and whips Hunter into the ropes. Jaxon hits the deck and Hunter jumps over him and bounces off the opposite ropes. Jaxon nails a dropkick as Hunter comes off the ropes.
Wright: Executed perfectly! Looks like someone was listening when I said to get the upper hand.
Shelby: Yea, because they're listening to us out here...
Wright: If they want to win … they need to be.
Shelby: Oh brother...
Hunter shakes his head and grabs his jaw. He puts his hands down on the mat to push himself up but Jaxon is right there to stop on his right hand. Jaxon smiles as Hunter makes it to his feet. Jaxon then dropkicks Hunter is his left knee, sending Hunter down to one knee once again. Hunter is rubbing his knee as Jaxon bounces off the ropes and nails him with a running shining wizard. Jaxon goes for the cover.
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Hunter kicks out! Jaxon pulls Hunter up by his hair and Irish whips him into the corner. Jaxon methodically walks over and delivers a series of chops to Hunter's chest. You can hear them echo throughout the arena. The referee tells Jaxon to back up and Jaxon looks right at the referee and tells him to "Shut Up!"
Shelby: Jaxon needs to calm down and keep his head in this match!
Wright: He's fine. The referee just needs to stay out of the way and let these two work.
Jaxon goes to grab Hunter and Irish whip him into the opposite corner, but Hunter counters it and delivers an Irish whip of his own! Jaxon bounces off the corner chest first, causing him to stumble backwards towards the center of the ring. Hunter bounces off the ropes and executes a perfect clothesline from hell turning Jaxon inside out in the middle of the ring. The crowd goes nuts!
Wright: I love the confidence on Michael Hunter, Jr.'s face. After a victory at FSW: 11, MHJ's stock is on the rise here in FSW!
McQueen: And his opponent … making his FSW debut tonight. Standing at 6'2" and weighing in at 225 pounds … he hails from Atlanta, Georgia. He is "The Southern Harmer" Jaxon Friar!!!!!
As the opening guitar riff of ‘Heavy and Hanging’ by Patterson Hood blares over the PA System, all the lights dim throughout the arena. As the audience sits in darkness, you can hear a slow drum beat shake the arena as various spotlights flash on and off following the beat.
As the band starts to sing: “On the morning that I found you, I was fixing the alarm…” Jaxon Friar steps out onto the stage as a lone spotlight focuses on him. He slowly walks down to the ring, not even glancing out into the audience. As the song builds, he walks up the steps and steps in between the top and middle ropes. He goes and sits down in the opposite corner and waits, as the lights come back on and the music stops.
Shelby: Well here's a newcomer to FSW. We don't know much about the man that calls himself 'The Southern Harmer!'
Wright: Um … wild guess … but I bet he harms people!
Shelby: You think?
Wright: Not really … he could harm puppies.
Both men start out in the center of the ring with a collar-to-elbow tie-up. Jaxon circles behind and grabs Hunter by the waist, but Hunter circles back around and locks in a headlock on Jaxon. Hunter switches from a side headlock to a front face headlock and starts wrenching on Jaxon's neck. Jaxon manages to escape and locks in a single arm chicken wing. Hunter looks around eyeing his escape. Hunter ducks back around and tries for a German Suplex, but Jaxon counters with a few elbow shots to the side of Hunter's head. The fourth elbow strikes stun Hunter long enough for Jaxon to turn around and go for a piledriver. Jaxon almost gets Hunter up, but Hunter kicks his feet and shifts all the momentum. Hunter manages to get his feet back on the ground and lifts Jaxon up on his shoulders before slamming him down to the mat with an Alabama Slam.
Shelby: Based off the opening few sequences of the match the fans should get their money's worth tonight!
Wright: Lord I hope so! Surely after the debacle from the last show, any kind of action would be getting their money's worth!
Instead of going for a cover Hunter locks in a single leg Boston Crab. He has Jaxon in the middle of the ring and you can hear Jaxon screaming out! The referee jumps in the position to see if Jaxon wants to submit. He shakes his head no and pounds on the mat out of frustration. He looks up and sees that he's only a few feet from the ropes and starts to pull himself towards them. He reaches out and finally manages to grab the bottom rope, forcing Hunter to have to break the hold. Hunter breaks the hold and Jaxon grabs the back of his right leg. Hunter quickly gets back on the offensive and pulls Jaxon back to the middle of the ring, before jumping down and locking in a front face lock. He places the ball of his wrist right on the bridge of Jaxon's nose and wrenches back.
Wright: Damn that looks painful!
Jaxon screams out that he doesn't want to give up and somehow manages to get his hands up and break Hunter's hold. Hunter bounces up and pulls Jaxon up by his hair, but takes him back down with a snapmare. He goes for the cover.
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Jaxon kicks out! Hunter is up but Jaxon takes him down to the match with an arm leg sweep. He goes for the cover.
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Hunter kicks out! Jaxon is up and Hunter takes him down with the same arm leg sweep. He goes for the cover again.
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Jaxon kicks out and both men are on their feet in a stare down as the crowd goes wild!
Shelby: Listen to the crowd. That is what you want to hear when you come to an FSW show!
Wright: I like how both men are testing each other out. It'll be a game of chess and eventually someone how to get the upper hand!
Both men take an opposite corner as the crowd continues to cheer to gather their thoughts. Hunter walks towards Jaxon's corner but Jaxon quickly jumps through the ropes as the crowd goes from cheering to booing as he points to his head as if to say "I'm the smart one!" Hunter just looks on as Jaxon walks back up the stairs and 'shoos' Michael away from the ropes. Hunter takes a few steps back and Jaxon comes halfway back into the ring through the top and middle ropes. Hunter charges again, but Jaxon sits down on the middle rope causing the referee to step in and push Hunter back towards his corner. Jaxon smiles real big and waves off Hunter once again. Jaxon finally comes back into the ring and he and Hunter lock back up in the middle of the ring with another collar-to-elbow tie-up. Hunter spins around tries to hit an elbow but Jaxon ducks it. He spins Hunter back around and whips Hunter into the ropes. Jaxon hits the deck and Hunter jumps over him and bounces off the opposite ropes. Jaxon nails a dropkick as Hunter comes off the ropes.
Wright: Executed perfectly! Looks like someone was listening when I said to get the upper hand.
Shelby: Yea, because they're listening to us out here...
Wright: If they want to win … they need to be.
Shelby: Oh brother...
Hunter shakes his head and grabs his jaw. He puts his hands down on the mat to push himself up but Jaxon is right there to stop on his right hand. Jaxon smiles as Hunter makes it to his feet. Jaxon then dropkicks Hunter is his left knee, sending Hunter down to one knee once again. Hunter is rubbing his knee as Jaxon bounces off the ropes and nails him with a running shining wizard. Jaxon goes for the cover.
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Hunter kicks out! Jaxon pulls Hunter up by his hair and Irish whips him into the corner. Jaxon methodically walks over and delivers a series of chops to Hunter's chest. You can hear them echo throughout the arena. The referee tells Jaxon to back up and Jaxon looks right at the referee and tells him to "Shut Up!"
Shelby: Jaxon needs to calm down and keep his head in this match!
Wright: He's fine. The referee just needs to stay out of the way and let these two work.
Jaxon goes to grab Hunter and Irish whip him into the opposite corner, but Hunter counters it and delivers an Irish whip of his own! Jaxon bounces off the corner chest first, causing him to stumble backwards towards the center of the ring. Hunter bounces off the ropes and executes a perfect clothesline from hell turning Jaxon inside out in the middle of the ring. The crowd goes nuts!
"That was awesome!"
**Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap**
"That was awesome!"
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"That was awesome!"
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"That was awesome!"
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"That was awesome!"
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Wright: OH MY GOD! He turned him inside out like a dirty pair of underwear!
Shelby: What the hell does that even mean?
Wright: Shut up skid mark!
Hunter takes a min to catch his breath as Jaxon rolls towards the ropes trying to catch his bearings. Jaxon pulls himself using the ropes as Hunter goes back on the offensive. Hunter goes for a release German suplex, but Jaxon somehow manages to land on his feet. Hunter turns around only to eat a big boot! Jaxon looks piss as he grabs his neck. He moves his neck side to side trying to get the kinks out of it as Hunter rolls to the outside. Hunter leans against the guardrail, still holding his jaw, as fans pat him on his back. All of a sudden Jaxon comes flying over the top rope with a flipping plancha! Hunter bales out though and Jaxon hits the guardrail hard, with his left leg catching the top of the guardrail. The fans are going crazy as the referee immediately heads to the outside to check on Jaxon.
Shelby: What the hell does that even mean?
Wright: Shut up skid mark!
Hunter takes a min to catch his breath as Jaxon rolls towards the ropes trying to catch his bearings. Jaxon pulls himself using the ropes as Hunter goes back on the offensive. Hunter goes for a release German suplex, but Jaxon somehow manages to land on his feet. Hunter turns around only to eat a big boot! Jaxon looks piss as he grabs his neck. He moves his neck side to side trying to get the kinks out of it as Hunter rolls to the outside. Hunter leans against the guardrail, still holding his jaw, as fans pat him on his back. All of a sudden Jaxon comes flying over the top rope with a flipping plancha! Hunter bales out though and Jaxon hits the guardrail hard, with his left leg catching the top of the guardrail. The fans are going crazy as the referee immediately heads to the outside to check on Jaxon.
"Holy Shit!"
"Holy Shit!"
"Holy Shit!"
"Holy Shit!"
"Holy Shit!"
Jaxon waves the referee off and Hunter goes back on the offensive! He pulls Jaxon up and we notice that Jaxon can't put too much weight on his left leg. Hunter drives his back into the guard rail before whipping him into the steel steps. Jaxon hits the steps with a hard thud before collapsing on top of them. Jaxon is sprawled out across the steps with his head hanging off the opposite side of them. Hunter looks around and jumps up onto the apron. He then runs over and climbs the ropes that are right above Jaxon. The crowd rises to their feet as Hunter stands up on the top rope. He the jumps off nailing Jaxon with a guillotine leg drop on the back of his head, flipping Jaxon off the steps in the process. Both men are down on the outside of the ring. The crowd can't believe what they just saw! The referee is back in the ring and starts his 10 count.
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Hunter slowly starts to move.
Shelby: Hunter's moving. He's going to beat the count!
Wright: I know we have to have a winner, but I kind of don't want this match to end!
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Hunter pulls himself up using the apron.
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Jaxon starts to stir.
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Hunter rolls under the bottom rope breaking the count. He rolls back to the outside and pulls Jaxon up to his feet. He slings Jaxon under the bottom rope back into the ring. Hunter grabs the top rope and launches himself over, driving his shoulder into Jaxon's chest. He nonchalantly goes for the cover, holding his hands in the air, counting along with the referee.
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Jaxon grabs Hunter's arms and pulls him back into a pin of his own.
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Hunter kicks out!
Shelby: Holy Moly! Jaxon about stole one there!
Wright: Did you just seriously say Holy Moly? What are we five?
Hunter goes for a stomp on Jaxon but Jaxon rolls out of the way. Hunter goes for another stomp but Jaxon catches his foot and sweeps Hunter's other leg out from under him. Jaxon locks in an ankle lock. Hunter screams out and starts to reach for the ropes. Jaxon pulls him to the center of the ring and locks in a scissor lock around the right leg of Hunter. Hunter is still reaching for the ropes but he can't quite reach them yet. He starts to pull both Jaxon and himself towards the ropes, but the more he pulls the tighter Jaxon locks in the ankle lock. Finally, Hunter manages to use his left leg to mule kick the bad left knee of Jaxon, causing Jaxon to release the ankle lock. Hunter crawls over to the ropes and pulls himself up into a corner. Jaxon pulls himself up but he can hardly put any weight on his left leg. Hunter sees this as an opportunity and launches himself into Jaxon's left. Jaxon collapses down to one knee. Hunter grabs him in a front face lock and finishes driving him down to the mat with a DDT.
Hunter goes for the cover.
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Jaxon barely kicks out. Hunter pulls Jaxon up by his hair. Hunter lifts Jaxon up by his hurt leg before driving him down across his knee. Hunter goes from a knee driver right into a figure four. Jaxon is in the middle of the ring screaming out in agony. He's reaching for the ropes but they're just out of his reach. The referee is right there about Jaxon, asking him if he wants to give up. Jaxon screams out "NO," but you can tell that he is fading. The referee is still asking Jaxon if he wants to give up but Jaxon still shakes his head "NO." Jaxon sits up trying to fight through the pain. He starts rocking side to side trying to take the pressure off his knee. He rocks three or four times and he is finally able to reverse the hold sending the pressure to Hunter's knee. Now you can hear Hunter screaming out see the agony on his face. Jaxon is pushing himself up trying to add to the pressure. Hunter is closer to the bottom rope than Jaxon was and reaches out for it. He's just out of range but starts to inch his way closer. After a few moments, he's able to reach the bottom rope forcing the referee to get down and untangle both guys thus breaking the hold.
Shelby: My God! These two are giving it everything they've got!!!
Wright: Talk about making a statement!!
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Hunter slowly starts to move.
Shelby: Hunter's moving. He's going to beat the count!
Wright: I know we have to have a winner, but I kind of don't want this match to end!
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Hunter pulls himself up using the apron.
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Jaxon starts to stir.
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Hunter rolls under the bottom rope breaking the count. He rolls back to the outside and pulls Jaxon up to his feet. He slings Jaxon under the bottom rope back into the ring. Hunter grabs the top rope and launches himself over, driving his shoulder into Jaxon's chest. He nonchalantly goes for the cover, holding his hands in the air, counting along with the referee.
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Jaxon grabs Hunter's arms and pulls him back into a pin of his own.
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Hunter kicks out!
Shelby: Holy Moly! Jaxon about stole one there!
Wright: Did you just seriously say Holy Moly? What are we five?
Hunter goes for a stomp on Jaxon but Jaxon rolls out of the way. Hunter goes for another stomp but Jaxon catches his foot and sweeps Hunter's other leg out from under him. Jaxon locks in an ankle lock. Hunter screams out and starts to reach for the ropes. Jaxon pulls him to the center of the ring and locks in a scissor lock around the right leg of Hunter. Hunter is still reaching for the ropes but he can't quite reach them yet. He starts to pull both Jaxon and himself towards the ropes, but the more he pulls the tighter Jaxon locks in the ankle lock. Finally, Hunter manages to use his left leg to mule kick the bad left knee of Jaxon, causing Jaxon to release the ankle lock. Hunter crawls over to the ropes and pulls himself up into a corner. Jaxon pulls himself up but he can hardly put any weight on his left leg. Hunter sees this as an opportunity and launches himself into Jaxon's left. Jaxon collapses down to one knee. Hunter grabs him in a front face lock and finishes driving him down to the mat with a DDT.
Hunter goes for the cover.
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Jaxon barely kicks out. Hunter pulls Jaxon up by his hair. Hunter lifts Jaxon up by his hurt leg before driving him down across his knee. Hunter goes from a knee driver right into a figure four. Jaxon is in the middle of the ring screaming out in agony. He's reaching for the ropes but they're just out of his reach. The referee is right there about Jaxon, asking him if he wants to give up. Jaxon screams out "NO," but you can tell that he is fading. The referee is still asking Jaxon if he wants to give up but Jaxon still shakes his head "NO." Jaxon sits up trying to fight through the pain. He starts rocking side to side trying to take the pressure off his knee. He rocks three or four times and he is finally able to reverse the hold sending the pressure to Hunter's knee. Now you can hear Hunter screaming out see the agony on his face. Jaxon is pushing himself up trying to add to the pressure. Hunter is closer to the bottom rope than Jaxon was and reaches out for it. He's just out of range but starts to inch his way closer. After a few moments, he's able to reach the bottom rope forcing the referee to get down and untangle both guys thus breaking the hold.
Shelby: My God! These two are giving it everything they've got!!!
Wright: Talk about making a statement!!
"This is awesome!"
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"This is awesome!"
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"This is awesome!"
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"This is awesome!"
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"This is awesome!"
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Both men look completely spent as they look at each other trying to figure out what to do to keep the other man down. They're both up on their feet and both are limping. They lock back up in the middle of the ring and Hunter quickly goes to try and take Jaxon's leg out from under him, but Jaxon catches his leg. Hunter is bouncing on one leg as Jaxon wraps him up in a one legged trapped suplex. Jaxon bridges for the pin, but he can't keep his own weight up. Jaxon pounds the mat in frustration before grabbing his knee. The referee is checking on Jaxon when Hunter nails a shining wizard to the side of his head. Hunter's demeanor has completely changed. He pulls Jaxon up and quickly nails a brainbuster! He goes for the cover as the crowd counts along.
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Thre....NO!!! Jaxon kicks out. Hunter pounds the mat and pulls Jaxon back up to his feet. He lifts Jaxon up and sets him up on the top rope.
Wright: What the hell is he doing?!?
Hunter climbs up to the top rope and lifts Jaxon up in another brainbuster position.
Shelby: My God! DON'T DO THIS!!!!!
Wright: Um...
Jaxon knees Hunter in the head causing him to release the hold. Jaxon pushes Hunter's head between his legs and hooks both arms. He flips him up and both men come flying off the top rope with Jaxon hitting "The 13th Step," a double underhook sitout piledriver.
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Thre....NO!!! Jaxon kicks out. Hunter pounds the mat and pulls Jaxon back up to his feet. He lifts Jaxon up and sets him up on the top rope.
Wright: What the hell is he doing?!?
Hunter climbs up to the top rope and lifts Jaxon up in another brainbuster position.
Shelby: My God! DON'T DO THIS!!!!!
Wright: Um...
Jaxon knees Hunter in the head causing him to release the hold. Jaxon pushes Hunter's head between his legs and hooks both arms. He flips him up and both men come flying off the top rope with Jaxon hitting "The 13th Step," a double underhook sitout piledriver.
"Holy Shit!"
"Holy Shit!"
"Holy Shit!"
"Holy Shit!"
"Holy Shit!"
Wright: OH MY GOD!!!!
Jaxon goes over for the cover.
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The bell rings as Jaxon rolls off Hunter, completely exhausted.
McQueen: Here is your winner … JAXON ... FRIAR!!!
Jaxon goes over for the cover.
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The bell rings as Jaxon rolls off Hunter, completely exhausted.
McQueen: Here is your winner … JAXON ... FRIAR!!!
The scene cuts backstage where we see the limousine from earlier. The door begins to open as the camera pushes in closer. Suddenly, we see Carlos Vitória step out of the limousine talking on his cell phone.
Carlos: It's done.
He hangs up the cell phone and puts it in his coat pocket as he walks towards the locker rooms.
Wright: Her match with Noah Jackson is up next and that was the—
Suddenly, there is an interruption as you hear the voice of Adrien coming over the speakers.
Adrien: Noah? Noah? Can you hear me?
Shelby: We can hear you, Adrien? Not sure if Noah Jackson is listening, but we can hear you.
Wright: Where is she at?
Adrien: Oh, Noah, Noah? Where for art thou Noah?
Shelby: Is she really talking like that?
Wright: Oh, there had better not be some sort of Romeo and Juliet thing going on here.
Adrien: No, no, no! Noah! It didn’t have to be like this! You don’t have to jump!
Wright: What? What the hell? What’s going on?
Shelby: I don’t know. Adrien, as it seems, is somewhere in the building, but where is Noah Jackson? Do we have a camera anywhere to find out what’s going on so we can see this for ourselves?
Adrien: You don’t have to jump! No! No!
The next sound you hear is a splash of water as the lights in the 2300 Arena go out. The following sound comes over the speakers as if coming from Adrien herself.
Carlos: It's done.
He hangs up the cell phone and puts it in his coat pocket as he walks towards the locker rooms.
Shelby: What in the world?
Wright: What the hell was that all about? Why are Kimi and Carlos in the same limo? Where is JPH? I have so many questions!!!
Shelby: I don't know, but I don't like where this is going!!! But right now we have to get to our next match.
There’s a slight calm in the arena as “Girlfight-Instrumental” by Brooke Valentine hits the speakers in the 2300 Arena in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Everyone is waiting for Adrien to come out for her match. Her music stops as she doesn’t come out.
Shelby: Where’s Adrien?Wright: What the hell was that all about? Why are Kimi and Carlos in the same limo? Where is JPH? I have so many questions!!!
Shelby: I don't know, but I don't like where this is going!!! But right now we have to get to our next match.
There’s a slight calm in the arena as “Girlfight-Instrumental” by Brooke Valentine hits the speakers in the 2300 Arena in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Everyone is waiting for Adrien to come out for her match. Her music stops as she doesn’t come out.
Wright: Her match with Noah Jackson is up next and that was the—
Suddenly, there is an interruption as you hear the voice of Adrien coming over the speakers.
Adrien: Noah? Noah? Can you hear me?
Shelby: We can hear you, Adrien? Not sure if Noah Jackson is listening, but we can hear you.
Wright: Where is she at?
Adrien: Oh, Noah, Noah? Where for art thou Noah?
Shelby: Is she really talking like that?
Wright: Oh, there had better not be some sort of Romeo and Juliet thing going on here.
Adrien: No, no, no! Noah! It didn’t have to be like this! You don’t have to jump!
Wright: What? What the hell? What’s going on?
Shelby: I don’t know. Adrien, as it seems, is somewhere in the building, but where is Noah Jackson? Do we have a camera anywhere to find out what’s going on so we can see this for ourselves?
Adrien: You don’t have to jump! No! No!
The next sound you hear is a splash of water as the lights in the 2300 Arena go out. The following sound comes over the speakers as if coming from Adrien herself.
Shelby: It sounds as though Adrien is definitely attempting to get inside the head of Noah Jackson here tonight.
McQueen: Our next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Manhattan, weighing in at 223 pounds “Mr. Phenomenal” Noah Jackson!
The lights in the arena begin to dim as the nostalgic backdrop of "Phenomenal" begins to play through the PA speakers, causing the audience to rise to their feet as they look on at the entrance ramp in anticipation, clasping their hands together excitedly.
I am phenomenal
With every ounce of my blood
With every breath in my lungs
Won't stop until I'm phe-no-menal
Emerging from the mist of smoke which rose after the pyrotechnics went off, is the self-proclaimed "Mr Phenomenal" Noah Jackson who slowly struts his way around the stage, before exploding into a position with his arms up, whilst doing so - pyrotechnics going off again before making his way down to the ring.
I am phenomenal
But I would never say, ‘Oh, it’s impossible’
Cause I'm born to be phenomenal
Standing by the edge of the ring, Noah hops on the spot; embracing the cheers and applauds from the audience before he suddenly leaps onto the apron and enters the ring. With his arms spread out wide, he heads to the ropes and roars to the FSW audience, who roar back at him. He gives the cameras his familiar smile before taking off his hood and throwing it towards the audience before making his way to his designated corner.
The lights go out before "Girlfight-instrumental" by Brooke Valentine begins to play. There's a momentary silence and as the song hits the speakers, the lights come back on. Adrien walks out onto the ring entrance stage and doesn't stop walking as she makes her way down to the ring.
McQueen: And his opponent, making her way to the ring standing at five feet seven inches and weighing in at 120 pounds. She hails from Tampa Bay, Florida. She is...ADRIENNNNN!!!
Adrien has a focused look in her eyes. She doesn't waste time getting into the ring. And she starts pacing back and forth as the fans are cheering her on. She takes periodic pauses to look out towards the fans with that same focused look in her eyes each time. And as the music begins to come to a close she stands in the center of the ring, slowly eyeing her opponent.
As the bell rings, Adrien and Noah spring out of their starting positions, going into a traditional lightweight-style circling. Coming together, they enter a collar and elbow, which lasts only seconds before Noah swings out of it, taking a standard wristlock. Adrien drops to one knee, seemingly overpowered by the hold. Popping back up to standing, she dives forward, rolling to her feet, using the momentum to reverse the hold and take a wristlock of her own.
Not to be outdone, Noah flips forward, landing on his back. Rocking onto his shoulders, he then kips up, slapping his hand on Adrien's wrist and too reversing the hold.
Adrien reacts quickly, going through a one-handed cartwheel, which allows her to once again turn control back in her favor.
Noah nods his head, a silent acknowledgement of the skill of his opponent. He calls over the ref, asking for a hand. A confused Jimmy reaches out, with Noah taking his hand, using it as a pivot point to flip himself backwards, twisting Adrien's grip, and allowing him to arm-drag her away, breaking their stalemate.
Shelby: This is probably the most even opening we've seen.
Wright: Despite the height and weight difference, they share a similar fighting style... and this should be a great match
A ripple of applause greets the pair as they rise to their feet, the crowd showing appreciation for the even-matched nature of the opening moments.
The two come towards one another again. At the last possible moment, Adrien drops down, swinging her arm to trip out Noah's leg, immediately attempting a pin
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A barely single count before the kick out. Adrien shoots up, only to find a similar leg-sweep taking her down, with Noah then attempting a cover of his own.
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And as quick as he kicked out, Adrien too throws her shoulders from the mat. Noah goes straight for a dropkick but gets nothing but air as Adrien steps back to avoid the shot. She watches Noah rising, then spins a 360, planting her forehead straight into the center of his face.
Shelby: Roaring Headbutt from Adrien!
Wright: Surprised she’d go with that one. That move hits her as hard as it does her opponent.
Staggering, Adrien tumbles backwards, falling to a seated position as she clutches her own head. Harris checks upon both her and Noah, finding both wanting to continue this still relatively young contest. Climbing towards her feet, Adrien sees that her opponent has done the same, so helps him back to the canvas with a drop toe hold. Tying up the legs, she then floats over into a headlock, looking to slow the pace and fully recover from the headbutt.
Noah has other ideas, pushing off the canvas and fighting towards his feet. With the pair standing again, Noah lifts his opponent, attempting to throw her over behind himself. Adrien lands on her feet, and immediately sets about taking a rear waist lock. Noah fires back an elbow, reversing the position, only to have the reversal reversed before his hands can fully grip together. Instead of locking, Adrien instead pushes Noah away. Thinking fast, he goes into the ropes in a handspring, returning to his feet only to spring off them, foot swinging around to connect with an enziguri.
Shelby: Once again the momentum flips as Noah pulls of an impressive feat of athleticism and acrobatics.
Wright: One of these guys needs to do something to get the advantage. I recommend the ropes or a quick finger in the eye...
Noah rises into an also-rising Adrien, going straight for her midsection with a shoulder thrust. He holds the position, before flipping her over himself with a Northern Lights Suplex, rolling through it and connecting with a dropkick to the jaw.
Adrien rolls from the ring, hoping for some distance. The crowd sparks to life as Noah rushes the ropes, hitting a trademark roll up and over them.... Landing on the apron and immediately diving off with a cannonball diving senton, both ending up on the bare floor at ringside.
Shelby: What a move from Noah, leaving both him and Adrien in a mess.
Wright: Both competitors are giving it their all tonight.
Pulling himself up via the barriers, Noah grabs his opponent, forcing her to her feet and then back into the ring. Slingshotting over the top rope, he spins in the air, landing on the bottom rope, which he uses to flip himself backwards into a lionsault. He holds the landing for a pin
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KICKOUT!!!
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KICKOUT!!!
Adrien kicks out to a pop. Noah silently questions the count, getting assured it was indeed a two. Grabbing Adrien's arm, he attempts to trap it below his leg, an action that causes her to quickly scramble, reaching out and clutching at the bottom rope, earning herself the right to a break. Noah backs away, covered face not allowing sight of any emotion.
Pulling herself up with the ropes, Adrien steps forward only to be rushed by her opponent. Acting on instinct she throws out an arm, it finding a way into the armpit, allowing her to hip-toss Noah over. He ends up hitting the ropes upside-down, which he bounces straight off, landing on his neck.
Shelby: Brutal offense from Adrien, dropping Noah right on his neck.
Wright: Now that's more like it. Moves like that win matches.
Both of Noah's hands shoot to his neck, clutching at it. While his face can't be seen, it's probably safe to assume it's contorted in pain. Pain that's only made worse as Adrien leaps into the air, bringing her knee down onto his hands, and by extension causing further impact to his neck. Not done, Adrien pulls Noah to his feet by his head, spinning him around so the pair are back-to-back, before dropping to sitting, snapping her opponent into a hangman's neckbreaker.
Shelby: Adrien keeping her attention on the neck, possibly looking to set up Lithium...
Wright: Oh most certainly. No sensible wrestler wastes energy on filler moves. Everything has a purpose.
Noah tumbles to the canvas, whereupon he's quickly covered.
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Noah kicks out. Well, more spasms wildly... Which causes a loud gasp to burst forth from the Hooligans, shocked that this isn't over.
Shelby: I thought that was three. I really did...
Wright: Everyone did, which means Adrien should be following up quickly and not wasting any time looking surprised...
Getting to her feet, Adrien starts to stalk her opponent, watching as he reaches out to the nearby bottom rope, using first it, and then the middle rope to start his rise. Naturally the top follows, with Noah falling back into the adjacent corner, puffing and panting as he attempts to catch his breath.
That breath-catching is interrupted by Adrien, screaming out as she charges in, taking to the sky to drive both feet into Noah's face
Shelby: EAT DEFEAT!
Wright: That will definitely un-pretty a face!!
Noah is slumped over in the corner as Adrien gets back to her feet. She pulls him out to the center of the ring and kicks his legs out from under him. As he hits the mat, Adrien nails Noah with her "Lithium" finisher. Noah seems to be out.
Wright: THAT'S IT!!!
Adrien makes the cover.
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McQueen: Here is your winner ... ADRIEN!!!!
Shelby: Adrien's mind games paid off. Noah just couldn't get it done tonight.
Wright: So, you're saying that he came up short?
Shelby: I'm saying that it's time for a commercial break! We'll be right back.
Wright: THAT'S IT!!!
Adrien makes the cover.
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McQueen: Here is your winner ... ADRIEN!!!!
Shelby: Adrien's mind games paid off. Noah just couldn't get it done tonight.
Wright: So, you're saying that he came up short?
Shelby: I'm saying that it's time for a commercial break! We'll be right back.
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Shelby: Welcome back to Future Stars of Wrestling! I understand we have Kimi Smalls, who is in the main event, backstage with her twin brother and future tag partner, Kyle Smalls.
Wright: Let’s see what they’re up to.
Wright: Let’s see what they’re up to.
We join The Smalls Twins backstage and Kimi is on the phone, looking rather excited.
Kimi: Are you serious? So that’s it? Thank you so much, Mister Spade.
Kimi ended the call, pocketing her phone, before hugging her brother.
Kimi: It’s over! No more stupid lawsuit from our dumb mother, and I don’t have to pretend to be married to Jason anymore.
Kyle: That’s great, sis. You should probably get ready for your match, though.
Kimi nodded as they walked out of frame together, heading toward the ring.
Kimi: Are you serious? So that’s it? Thank you so much, Mister Spade.
Kimi ended the call, pocketing her phone, before hugging her brother.
Kimi: It’s over! No more stupid lawsuit from our dumb mother, and I don’t have to pretend to be married to Jason anymore.
Kyle: That’s great, sis. You should probably get ready for your match, though.
Kimi nodded as they walked out of frame together, heading toward the ring.
Shelby: Did we just hear that right?
Wright: Do you think Jason know anything about this?
Shelby: We will see in this match....
McQueen: Ladies and Gentlemen the following match is our Main Event of the evening and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, the Special Referee for the match ....
That's when "Viol" by Gesaffelstein comes over the speakers. Suddenly, standing on the top of the ramp is Carlos Vitória, along with the FSW Champion, Atlas. The crowd starts off right away with booing him like crazy, as he smirks walking down the ramp, with Atlas right behind him.
McQueen: ...making his way down to the ring .... Being escorted by the FSW Champion, Atlas … he is Carlos Vitória!!!!!
Atlas has on regular clothes, with the title over his right shoulder, as the crowd tell both him and Carlos how they feel about them. Carlos smirks as he stops in the middle of the ramp, playing off to the crowd showing off his referee shirt to them. The crowd continues to boo him!
Wright: Do you think Jason know anything about this?
Shelby: We will see in this match....
McQueen: Ladies and Gentlemen the following match is our Main Event of the evening and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, the Special Referee for the match ....
That's when "Viol" by Gesaffelstein comes over the speakers. Suddenly, standing on the top of the ramp is Carlos Vitória, along with the FSW Champion, Atlas. The crowd starts off right away with booing him like crazy, as he smirks walking down the ramp, with Atlas right behind him.
McQueen: ...making his way down to the ring .... Being escorted by the FSW Champion, Atlas … he is Carlos Vitória!!!!!
Atlas has on regular clothes, with the title over his right shoulder, as the crowd tell both him and Carlos how they feel about them. Carlos smirks as he stops in the middle of the ramp, playing off to the crowd showing off his referee shirt to them. The crowd continues to boo him!
BOOOOO!
Carlos spots a little kid on the side of ramp wearing a Jason Park Hunter hat. He walks over and slaps the hat of the kid's head. The kid starts to cry as Carlos smirks, walking up the ring and getting inside of it.
Shelby: It looks like Carlos believes he's in heaven!
Wright: You got that right! He has the chance to watch the Park-Hunters in a match that just might end their marriage.
Shelby: But it seems there wasn’t a marriage from the start. It was all for a show, for Kimi, to get her mother to drop some lawsuit!
Carlos climbs into the ring as Atlas stands by him, taking in all the boos from the crowd. They start talking a bit inside of the ring as "Won't Back Down" by Eminem featuring P!nk begins to play over the PA System. Kimi Smalls skips out onto the stage with a devious smile on her face as she waves at the crowd. She mouths along to all the of P!nk's parts as the look on her face grows more serious.
McQueen: Now introducing the first competitor. She comes to you from Sleepy Hollow, New York … She is Kimi Smalls!!!
After being announced, Kimi makes her way down the ramp high-fiving the fans as she makes her way to the ring. She even pauses for a couple of selfies before making her way up onto the ring apron. She saunters to the middle of the ring apron and dances a bit before launching herself over the ropes. She continues playing up to the crowd as she goes to a corner and does a round-off/back handspring combo before leaning against the ropes as she waits for the match to begin.
Kimi gives Carlos a look as Atlas stands on the outside of the ring with a serious look on his face. Carlos just looks over at her with a huge grin.
Shelby: What do you think that is all about?
Wright: I don't know. But maybe we will know in a few...
Kimi continues to lean on the ropes as "Petrified" by Fort Minor blasts over the PA System. The crowd looks towards the stage. Jason Park Hunter appears on the top of the ramp wearing a black hood over his head and jeans. He starts to clap to the music, towards the crowd, to get them into it.
McQueen: Now introducing … standing at 5'10" and weighing in at 160 pounds. He comes to you from Brooklyn, New York. He is the Prince of EWC..... Double X..... JASON....PARK....HUNTER!!!!
Shelby: It looks like Carlos believes he's in heaven!
Wright: You got that right! He has the chance to watch the Park-Hunters in a match that just might end their marriage.
Shelby: But it seems there wasn’t a marriage from the start. It was all for a show, for Kimi, to get her mother to drop some lawsuit!
Carlos climbs into the ring as Atlas stands by him, taking in all the boos from the crowd. They start talking a bit inside of the ring as "Won't Back Down" by Eminem featuring P!nk begins to play over the PA System. Kimi Smalls skips out onto the stage with a devious smile on her face as she waves at the crowd. She mouths along to all the of P!nk's parts as the look on her face grows more serious.
McQueen: Now introducing the first competitor. She comes to you from Sleepy Hollow, New York … She is Kimi Smalls!!!
After being announced, Kimi makes her way down the ramp high-fiving the fans as she makes her way to the ring. She even pauses for a couple of selfies before making her way up onto the ring apron. She saunters to the middle of the ring apron and dances a bit before launching herself over the ropes. She continues playing up to the crowd as she goes to a corner and does a round-off/back handspring combo before leaning against the ropes as she waits for the match to begin.
Kimi gives Carlos a look as Atlas stands on the outside of the ring with a serious look on his face. Carlos just looks over at her with a huge grin.
Shelby: What do you think that is all about?
Wright: I don't know. But maybe we will know in a few...
Kimi continues to lean on the ropes as "Petrified" by Fort Minor blasts over the PA System. The crowd looks towards the stage. Jason Park Hunter appears on the top of the ramp wearing a black hood over his head and jeans. He starts to clap to the music, towards the crowd, to get them into it.
McQueen: Now introducing … standing at 5'10" and weighing in at 160 pounds. He comes to you from Brooklyn, New York. He is the Prince of EWC..... Double X..... JASON....PARK....HUNTER!!!!
Yall is not, not, not Ready HO
Not ready HO
We're gonna drop it steady so
Do it likes that
Like that (like that)....
Not ready HO
We're gonna drop it steady so
Do it likes that
Like that (like that)....
He jumps up and down on his feet getting the crowd into it.
Now, why is everybody so petrified?
WHAT?
Petrified?
WHAT?
Step aside.
And just drop that...
COME ON!
Drop that...
COME ON!
Drop that...
COME ON!
Drop that...
COME ON! [x2]
WHAT?
Petrified?
WHAT?
Step aside.
And just drop that...
COME ON!
Drop that...
COME ON!
Drop that...
COME ON!
Drop that...
COME ON! [x2]
He walks down the ramp, moving his head to the music. He stops on his way down to the ring and walks over to the little boy that Carlos made cry. He smirks and pull out another hat placing it on the young kid's head, as the boy wipes away his tears and grins. Carlos looks over at Jason and mouths off to him. Jason gives him the finger and the crowd goes wild as the little boy does the same. Carlos stands in the middle of the ring with a shocked look on his face. Jason grins as he walks down the ramp some more.
Yeah
How you doin’, y’all?
My name is Mike.
I’m fooling with the new shit
I'm doing it all night
I like what I do
I do what I like
I could quit and get it back like I'm riding a bike
Like, stop...
...bring it back, bring it back
How you doin’, y’all?
My name is Mike.
I’m fooling with the new shit
I'm doing it all night
I like what I do
I do what I like
I could quit and get it back like I'm riding a bike
Like, stop...
...bring it back, bring it back
He stops as he takes a step back and then take one forward on the words.
We got that balance keeping us on track
That ya get what ya move and quit, wit no slow
You stare like you don’t care
But you do it though
That ya get what ya move and quit, wit no slow
You stare like you don’t care
But you do it though
He climbs up the stairs and then up to the top rope. With his hood still over his head, he pops it off his head and spreads his arm out to the crowd. He grins towards the crowd, taking it all in. The music slowly fades out as he jumps off the top rope taking off his jacket.
Carlos looks over towards the timekeeper and signals for the bell. The timekeeper rings the bell to start the match. Kimi and Jason both circle around each other, but then Jason stops. Kimi looks at him as he grins and looks out towards the crowd. He climbs up the top of the ropes as they start to chant his name. He smirks as he climbs down and looks over to her.
Carlos looks over towards the timekeeper and signals for the bell. The timekeeper rings the bell to start the match. Kimi and Jason both circle around each other, but then Jason stops. Kimi looks at him as he grins and looks out towards the crowd. He climbs up the top of the ropes as they start to chant his name. He smirks as he climbs down and looks over to her.
JASON!
JASON!
JASON!
JASON!
JASON!
Kimi smiles back as she climbs up onto the top rope also. The crowd start to chant her name too. You then hear a back and forth chant for both superstars.
KIMI!
KIMI!
KIMI!
KIMI!
KIMI!
Carlos looks at both of them as if they are dumb, as he points fingers at them both to start the match. Jason grins a bit as he looks over at Kimi. She does the same thing as they both just slap hands in the middle of the ring as respect for each other.
Shelby: Looks like we going to start this match now!
Wright: I truly hope Jason puts his wife in her place tonight in this match.
Shelby: I have a feeling this is going to be a great match tonight.
Jason places Kimi into a headlock as she is trying to think of a way to get out of it. Carlos watches them closely as Kimi pushes Jason against the ropes to break the hold. She takes Jason by his arm and tosses him across the ring. As he bounces off the opposite ropes, Kimi drops him with a beautiful dropkick. Jason hops back up quickly, but Kimi drops him with another dropkick.
Kimi runs against the ropes and bounces off the middle rope, flipping in the air, but Jason moves out of the way fast. Once she gets back up, Jason hip tosses her over his shoulder. Kimi hops back up and Jason nails her with another hip toss. They both jump up at the same time as the crowd gives them a hand.
Shelby: Looks like we going to start this match now!
Wright: I truly hope Jason puts his wife in her place tonight in this match.
Shelby: I have a feeling this is going to be a great match tonight.
Jason places Kimi into a headlock as she is trying to think of a way to get out of it. Carlos watches them closely as Kimi pushes Jason against the ropes to break the hold. She takes Jason by his arm and tosses him across the ring. As he bounces off the opposite ropes, Kimi drops him with a beautiful dropkick. Jason hops back up quickly, but Kimi drops him with another dropkick.
Kimi runs against the ropes and bounces off the middle rope, flipping in the air, but Jason moves out of the way fast. Once she gets back up, Jason hip tosses her over his shoulder. Kimi hops back up and Jason nails her with another hip toss. They both jump up at the same time as the crowd gives them a hand.
FSW!!!
FSW!!!
FSW!!!
Jason and Kimi both look at each other with a bit of a smirk, as Jason gives her a hand for that too. Kimi looks over at him as if he was mocking her. She goes running at him, but he drop toes her down to the mat hard. He then picks her up by the hair and tosses her hard across the ring into the corner.
Shelby: Well I think Jason is finished playing...
Wright: It's about time. He needs to stop playing around and finish this match off.
Shelby: That's if Carlos would even play fair here.
Back inside of the ring, Jason has kept Kimi down on the mat placing his knee in her back and pulling her arms backwards, as she screams out in pain. Carlos looks over at her and asks her if she wants to give up and you can hear her scream NO!
Wright: Carlos is in a great spot right now. He has been wanting to place a distance between these two and this match is doing his job for him. You've got to love this! I am starting to love my new home!
The crowd starts to get behind Kimi as she stomps her foot down on the mat trying to see how to get out of this hold. She can't seem to use her strength, so she takes her head and tosses it backwards, hitting Jason right in the face. She repeats this until he lets go of the hold. You can see him holding his face and checking to see if his nose is broken. He turns right around into a shining wizard which sends him down to the mat.
Shelby: I don't think Jason even saw that coming!
Kimi takes advantage of the situation and jumps into a cover. Carlos jumps down and begins a real fast count.
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Jason kicks out in time.
Shelby: He just tried to do a fast count right there!
Wright: What are you talking about? He was just testing out his arm!
Kimi gives Carlos a look as he smiles at her. Kimi picks up Jason by the hair as she tosses him into the corner. She walks to the opposite corner of him. She runs from the corner and gives him a hard splash in the corner. He falls down on his butt. She then run and nails him with a running crossbody in the corner. She drags Jason to the middle of the ring and goes for the cover once again.
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It's another fast count from Carlos but Jason manages to kick out once again. You can see the demeanor on her face change. She looks right at Carlos and she screams at him.
Shelby: Well I think Jason is finished playing...
Wright: It's about time. He needs to stop playing around and finish this match off.
Shelby: That's if Carlos would even play fair here.
Back inside of the ring, Jason has kept Kimi down on the mat placing his knee in her back and pulling her arms backwards, as she screams out in pain. Carlos looks over at her and asks her if she wants to give up and you can hear her scream NO!
Wright: Carlos is in a great spot right now. He has been wanting to place a distance between these two and this match is doing his job for him. You've got to love this! I am starting to love my new home!
The crowd starts to get behind Kimi as she stomps her foot down on the mat trying to see how to get out of this hold. She can't seem to use her strength, so she takes her head and tosses it backwards, hitting Jason right in the face. She repeats this until he lets go of the hold. You can see him holding his face and checking to see if his nose is broken. He turns right around into a shining wizard which sends him down to the mat.
Shelby: I don't think Jason even saw that coming!
Kimi takes advantage of the situation and jumps into a cover. Carlos jumps down and begins a real fast count.
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Jason kicks out in time.
Shelby: He just tried to do a fast count right there!
Wright: What are you talking about? He was just testing out his arm!
Kimi gives Carlos a look as he smiles at her. Kimi picks up Jason by the hair as she tosses him into the corner. She walks to the opposite corner of him. She runs from the corner and gives him a hard splash in the corner. He falls down on his butt. She then run and nails him with a running crossbody in the corner. She drags Jason to the middle of the ring and goes for the cover once again.
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It's another fast count from Carlos but Jason manages to kick out once again. You can see the demeanor on her face change. She looks right at Carlos and she screams at him.
BE FAIR!
Carlos stands there acting like he has no clue what she is talking about, as she turns right around into a hard superkick that nearly took her head off.
OUCH!!!!!
Kimi hits the mat hard as Jason has a sick grin on his face. He picks Kimi up and looks like he is going to give her a kiss, before shoving her back down to the mat. He grabs her arms as he pull them back and gives her the EAT THE MAT right in the middle of the ring. He looks straight at Atlas while performing the move. Atlas stands up and glares at Jason as Jason goes for the cover. However, Carlos walks around the ring acting like he has something in the eye.
Shelby: Jason has this match won!!!!! Why isn't he counting?
Wright: He has something in his eyes! He can't do the count right if he can't see!!!
Jason is pissed as he stands up and grabs Carlos by his shirt. Carlos begs Jason to let him go when all of a sudden Kimi rolls Jason up using a school boy rollup. She grabs his jeans and uses the ropes as leverage, as Carlos drops down for another quick count.
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Jason, somehow, manages to kick out and rolls backwards looking right at Kimi. Kimi smiles and shrugs her shoulders as both competitors stand up in the middle of the ring and begin to argue. Carlos just stands there, watching both of them closely. Jason must have something personal because all of a sudden Kimi unloads with the slap heard 'round the world!
Shelby: Jason has this match won!!!!! Why isn't he counting?
Wright: He has something in his eyes! He can't do the count right if he can't see!!!
Jason is pissed as he stands up and grabs Carlos by his shirt. Carlos begs Jason to let him go when all of a sudden Kimi rolls Jason up using a school boy rollup. She grabs his jeans and uses the ropes as leverage, as Carlos drops down for another quick count.
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Jason, somehow, manages to kick out and rolls backwards looking right at Kimi. Kimi smiles and shrugs her shoulders as both competitors stand up in the middle of the ring and begin to argue. Carlos just stands there, watching both of them closely. Jason must have something personal because all of a sudden Kimi unloads with the slap heard 'round the world!
OHHHHH SNAPPPPP!
Jason stumbles backwards with a shocked look on his face. Carlos is gleaming!!!! Kimi screams at Jason as she bounces off the ropes. Jason was waiting for her, though. As she went for the clothesline, Jason grabbed her arms and lifted her up on his shoulders. Kimi tries to fight her way out of the hold, but it's too late. Jason tosses Kimi into the air, driving his knee into her chin on the way down to the mat. Kimi is screaming and holding her chin as Jason looks down at her. He grabs her back her hair and methodically drags her over to the ropes. He picks her up over his head and throws her right on top of Atlas!!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!
Jason celebrates with the crowd as he looks right over at Atlas, who pushes Kimi off him. He drops the title on the ground and jumps into the ring. He walks up to Jason and gets right in his face. They are forehead to forehead talking trash to each other. Carlos slides out of the ring, hollering at Atlas to calm down in the process, but the FSW champion is having none of that! Kimi slides back into the ring, with a chair in hand. Atlas turns around only to take a chair shot right to the face! The crowd goes wild. Jason smiles as Atlas is laying on the mat. Kimi then nails Jason with a chair shot of his own! Kimi unloads a barrage of chair shots to both Jason and Atlas!!!
Wright: Miss Smalls couldn't take it anymore!!! Look at her go!!!!
Kimi throws the chair down as she feeds off the crowd. Atlas has made it to his feet, but Kimi nails him with a hard kick to his face! Jason sits up, looking stunned, and Kimi nails him with a kick to the face also! Kimi climbs up to the tope rope pointing at her waist, signaling that she wants the title. Carlos pulls Atlas out of the ring as he looks up at Kimi. Jason has managed to crawl over to a corner. He sits in the corner holding his jaw when suddenly, "Hell on Heels" by the Pistol Annies blares out of the PA System. Tararia Santiago, one of the new FSW Co-General Managers walks out onto the stage with a smile on her face and clapping her hands. The music cuts as she lifts up a microphone.
Tararia: Well … well … well … It seems like we have a little family dysfunction! And while this main event delivered, it didn't solve anything for anyone! So after discussing it with James Tyson, we have decided that at Hardcore Revolution, on February 28th, Kimi Smalls will face off with Jason Park Hunter once again!!!
The crowd goes nuts! Carlos is holding onto his client Atlas, with a smile on his face.
Tararia: Oh Carlos … I'd wipe that smile off your face if I were you.
Carlos looks stumped.
Tararia: You see … we saw what you were trying to do as the special referee. It seems like you and Kimi might have struck a deal. But the way James and I see it, we're going to be throwing wrinkles in all the plans here! We want everyone from the hot dog vendor to the fans, to the competitors in the back to expecting the unexpected. So Mr. Vitória … your client, Mr. Atlas, will also be competing at Hardcore Revolution! It will be Kimi Small … versus … Jason Park Hunter … versus … Atlas … for the FSW Championship in a Triple Threat Ladder Match!!!!
Wright: Miss Smalls couldn't take it anymore!!! Look at her go!!!!
Kimi throws the chair down as she feeds off the crowd. Atlas has made it to his feet, but Kimi nails him with a hard kick to his face! Jason sits up, looking stunned, and Kimi nails him with a kick to the face also! Kimi climbs up to the tope rope pointing at her waist, signaling that she wants the title. Carlos pulls Atlas out of the ring as he looks up at Kimi. Jason has managed to crawl over to a corner. He sits in the corner holding his jaw when suddenly, "Hell on Heels" by the Pistol Annies blares out of the PA System. Tararia Santiago, one of the new FSW Co-General Managers walks out onto the stage with a smile on her face and clapping her hands. The music cuts as she lifts up a microphone.
Tararia: Well … well … well … It seems like we have a little family dysfunction! And while this main event delivered, it didn't solve anything for anyone! So after discussing it with James Tyson, we have decided that at Hardcore Revolution, on February 28th, Kimi Smalls will face off with Jason Park Hunter once again!!!
The crowd goes nuts! Carlos is holding onto his client Atlas, with a smile on his face.
Tararia: Oh Carlos … I'd wipe that smile off your face if I were you.
Carlos looks stumped.
Tararia: You see … we saw what you were trying to do as the special referee. It seems like you and Kimi might have struck a deal. But the way James and I see it, we're going to be throwing wrinkles in all the plans here! We want everyone from the hot dog vendor to the fans, to the competitors in the back to expecting the unexpected. So Mr. Vitória … your client, Mr. Atlas, will also be competing at Hardcore Revolution! It will be Kimi Small … versus … Jason Park Hunter … versus … Atlas … for the FSW Championship in a Triple Threat Ladder Match!!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!!!!
Carlos and Atlas are livid!!!!! You can see them mouthing something towards Ms. Santiago!
Tararia: Oh and Carlos … since you wanted to push the boundaries tonight with your refereeing... at Hardcore Revolution, on February 28th, you will be banned from ringside!!!!
Carlos loses it!!!!
Tararia: So Carlos, if you do decide to ignore these rules and make your way down to ringside … your client, Atlas, will be disqualified and stripped of the FSW Championship! The choice is yours Mr. Vitória!
Tararia smiles as her music hits and she walks to the back, leaving everyone in the building stunned.
Shelby: OH MY GOD! What an announcement!
Wright: This is totally unfair!!!! The deck is stacked against the champion!!!! Who does she think she is?
Shelby: We're out of time folks!! Be sure to join us for Hardcore Revolution to see the monumental Triple Threat Ladder Match for the FSW Championship!!!!! Until next time …
The scene fades to black with Carlos and Atlas going crazy and Kimi staring down Jason Park Hunter with a smile on her face.....
Tararia: Oh and Carlos … since you wanted to push the boundaries tonight with your refereeing... at Hardcore Revolution, on February 28th, you will be banned from ringside!!!!
Carlos loses it!!!!
Tararia: So Carlos, if you do decide to ignore these rules and make your way down to ringside … your client, Atlas, will be disqualified and stripped of the FSW Championship! The choice is yours Mr. Vitória!
Tararia smiles as her music hits and she walks to the back, leaving everyone in the building stunned.
Shelby: OH MY GOD! What an announcement!
Wright: This is totally unfair!!!! The deck is stacked against the champion!!!! Who does she think she is?
Shelby: We're out of time folks!! Be sure to join us for Hardcore Revolution to see the monumental Triple Threat Ladder Match for the FSW Championship!!!!! Until next time …
The scene fades to black with Carlos and Atlas going crazy and Kimi staring down Jason Park Hunter with a smile on her face.....
Quick Recap:
Dark Match
Sway, Brayden Nimmo, and Rex Steinsex
vs Rosetta Stone, Danny Hall and Orwell Dawn
Winners: Sway, Brayden Nimmo, and Rex Steinsex
Scored the Pin: Sway
Took the Pin: Rosetta Stone
Match #1
Johnny Bonecrusher vs Tyler Roberts
Winner: Johnny Bonecrusher
Match #2
Michael Hunter JR vs Jaxon Friar
Winner: Jaxon Friar
Match #3
Adrien vs Noah Jackson
Winner: Adrien
Main Event
Kimi Smalls vs Jason Park Hunter
Guest Referee
: Carlos Vitória, Manager of Atlas
Winner: No Contest
Dark Match
Sway, Brayden Nimmo, and Rex Steinsex
vs Rosetta Stone, Danny Hall and Orwell Dawn
Winners: Sway, Brayden Nimmo, and Rex Steinsex
Scored the Pin: Sway
Took the Pin: Rosetta Stone
Match #1
Johnny Bonecrusher vs Tyler Roberts
Winner: Johnny Bonecrusher
Match #2
Michael Hunter JR vs Jaxon Friar
Winner: Jaxon Friar
Match #3
Adrien vs Noah Jackson
Winner: Adrien
Main Event
Kimi Smalls vs Jason Park Hunter
Guest Referee
: Carlos Vitória, Manager of Atlas
Winner: No Contest
