Shawn Twilight: It's packed in there!(Shawn Twilight and Jeffery Drake stand just inside the curtain from the arena.)
Jeffery Drake: It's New Mexico, these people have nothing better to do.
Shawn Twilight: Sure they do, it's a nice winter night–
Jeffery Drake: It's twenty-five degrees.
Shawn Twilight: Better than the three feet of snow we were stuck in when we were in Maine last week.
(Drake doesn't disagree.)
Shawn Twilight: So be happy, turn that frown upside down – we have a full card – new talent and nothing but bright horizons ahead! Hell you even finally won a match last week!
Jeffery Drake: I'm over this intro segment.
Shawn Twilight: And I've got the first Fall From Grace Eight match to officially announce!
Jeffery Drake: You didn't tell me about that one.
Shawn Twilight: Sure I did. It's the "FFG" match itself. Jeffery Drake versus November… the Charm versus the Fatal Charm… think of the buyrate!
Jeffery Drake: You probably should have cleared this with me.
Shawn Twilight: How much free time do you think I have?
(Twilight turns to the camera, he looks like an eight-year-old on the second night of Chanukah.)
Shawn Twilight: It's Friday night, and this is all Fiction!
("Knights of Cydonia" from Muse heats up as the opening titles start. Past images of major LWF moments grace the screen. Styx and Mass Carnage delivering a spike piledriver on Nightshade from the first ever LWF card. Banshee and Jamie Williams tied up at a Fall From Grace 3: Heroes. From the LWF v2 re-opening, a Fall From Grace 7: Full Collapse, Tommy Riley beating Kevin Merrix for the AOWF Television Title. A collection of still imagery from past LWF stars: November and his ego, Synskin battling Don Mega at FNF: Jailbreak, Brandon Nova soaked in blood with his arm raised – and finally some promotional shots of current LWF talent. The Seldons – Vicious – and Silverback with his LWF Intercontinental Championship. A clip of Vicious applying the Shangri-la to Nightstryker at an overly aggressive angle is followed by a shot of Silverback and Riley at Night of Armageddon 6. The Liberty Wrestling logo comes last. We then break from the montage to a live shot of Dan Timberland and Ransom.)Ransom: Six matches?
(Dan Timberland and Ransom in a two-shot from their table at ringside.)
Dan Timberland: Welcome everyone to another edition of Friday Night Fiction – live from beautiful Albuquerque, New Mexico!
Ransom: Whatever with that – six matches?
Dan Timberland: We have our largest helping in quite some time, that is correct – but I've been told that not everyone is showing up.
Ransom: I think it's crap. We had two weeks of vacation planned – I was going to revisit my childhood in Sydney, Australia-
Dan Timberland: You grew up in Southern California.
Ransom: I really enjoyed Outback Steakhouses as a toddler. Anyways – our vacation turned out to be announcing the IWL card in Cumberland County Maine and having my rental car buried under a small avalanche.
Dan Timberland: I told you not to park under that hill.
Ransom: Then we have to catch the red eye all the way to San Diego ten thousand miles away – just to get in two days early to last-minute prep for that Night of Armageddon Extreme Nonsense card-
Dan Timberland: Which you enjoyed actually.
Ransom: Would have enjoyed it a lot more if I was watching a tape of it from my hotel bedroom in Australia. What kind of half-ass nobody pulls out of a card at the last minute; ruin the lineup and screw over the rest of the community without so much as a personalized thank-you to the ones that covered their ass?
Dan Timberland: I'm sure you'll tell me.
Ransom: No. I'm a bigger man than that.
Dan Timberland: That I have trouble believing. Let’s throw it to Joel Cronus with the introductions of our first match of the evening.
(Cronus with a fall spot and a mic.)
Joel Cronus: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to Friday Night Fiction! Our first match of the night is scheduled for one fall!
(“Grown and Sexy” from Chamillionaire starts up. The lights dim to a soft orange.)
Joel Cronus: Introducing first, making her debut in Liberty Wrestling…
(Kellie Taminson and Laura Drones makes their way down to ringside. They receive a favorable response from the crowd.)
Joel Cronus: From Los Angeles, California by way of Dublin, Ireland…
(Kellie enters the ring while Drones remains at ringside. She acknowledges the crowd while she waits for Boxer.)
Joel Cronus: I give you… KELLIE TAMINSON!
(The music starts to fizzle out.)
Joel Cronus: And her opponent…
(“Natural Blues” from Moby kicks up.)
Joel Cronus: Weighing in at just over two-hundred and fifty pounds…
(Joe Boxer and Jeff Augustee come out from behind the curtain on their way down to the ring.)
Joel Cronus: Accompanied to the ring by Jeff Augustee…
(Boxer makes his way through the middle ropes.)
Joel Cronus: I give you… JOE BOXER!
*DING, DING*
(Taminson grabs him in a headlock.)
Dan Timberland: Taminson showed some signs over nervousness on the airwaves over the last two weeks about this, her first big match in the LWF.
Ransom: I’m more interested in this Laura chick on the outside.
Dan Timberland: You say that with a wedding ring on?
Ransom: It’s just an accessory really.
(Boxer pushes her off into the ropes. She rebounds back looking for a spinning heel kick, but Joe ducks out of the way.)
Dan Timberland: Another speed/power match up here in the LWF. Boxer has to keep up with her long enough to wear her down and stop her offense.
(He pulls her up by the hair and throws her into the turnbuckle.)
Dan Timberland: Taminson caught up in the corner.
Ransom: You don’t think she’d ever consider shaving her head to avoid her opponents from grabbing her by it all the time.
Dan Timberland: I highly doubt that.
(Taminson jumps out and connects with the spinning heel kick. She executes a couple leg drops.)
Dan Timberland: Some speed and angst to those leg drops.
(Boxer rolls to the ropes and Swifkicky makes Kellie give him some room to get to his feet.)
Dan Timberland: Boxer to the ropes to try and regain some composure.
Ransom: Who’s this Augustee guy he came to the ring with?
Dan Timberland: Can’t you look up your own information before a card?
Ransom: There’s like eight thousand matches tonight, I just don’t see that happening.
(Joe back up, and kicks Taminson in the midsection. He lifts her up into a crucifix.)
Dan Timberland: Certainly a precarious position for the newcomer…
(Taminson tries to wriggle out of it, but Boxer slams the smaller woman down hard with a crucifix powerbomb.)
Dan Timberland: Dear lord! She looks hurt after that one!
(He holds on to cover.)
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Dan Timberland: No, she gets out of the pin!
(Taminson rolls to the outside and is helped to her feet by her cousin Laura. Boxer has some words for referee Dick Swifkicky about the count.)
Ransom: He better keep his temper under control.
Dan Timberland: That’s true, a faster combatant could roll him up for a pin if he’s at all distracted.
(Taminson slides under the bottom rope and Joe Boxer charges at her looking for a lariat. She ducks under and catches him on the rebound.)
Dan Timberland: Taminson dodging out of the way.
(She flips over boxer with a quick snap suplex.)
Ransom: Is it April yet?
Dan Timberland: What!? What does it being April have to do with this match? Fall From Grace Eight?
Ransom: No, April is baseball season. I need my baseball season.
(Boxer pushes off and shows some signs of frustration.)
Dan Timberland: More signs of frustration from Boxer. He needs to stay focused here like we talked about earlier.
(Taminson throws on a headlock. Taminson wrenches back on the hold.)
Dan Timberland: Taminson wearing down Boxer slowly. She’ll need a lot more of that if she wants to pull off a victory here tonight.
(Boxer finds the ropes and Swifkicky gets the break.)
Dan Timberland: And once again, Joe makes it to the ropes.
Ransom: Lot of redundancy here in this match up.
Dan Timberland: You could say that again.
Ransom: That would only add to the redundancy.
(Taminson waits for Boxer to get to his feet. She kicks him into the corner.)
Dan Timberland: Boxer in the corner… what does she have planned here?
Ransom: Meh.
(Kellie forcing him to the top rope.)
Dan Timberland: She’s getting him up there… high-impact move on the way?
(Taminson wraps her legs around neck with a top rope hurricanrana attempt, but Boxer counters with a sit out powerbomb.)
Dan Timberland: That’s the Tarabomb from the top rope! But it looks like it took a lot out of Joe Boxer too!
Ransom: Well that certainly wasn’t redundant.
(Boxer is slow to cover.)
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Dan Timberland: NO! He didn’t finish her off.
(Taminson just got a shoulder up.)
Ransom: This Boxer got has talent, but he’s missing a sort of artistic professionalism necessary to fully make it here in Liberty Wrestling.
Dan Timberland: And you have that “artistic professionalism”?
Ransom: Can you prove that I don’t?
(Boxer to his feet first. He pulls Taminson up by the hair and throws her to the corner again.)
Dan Timberland: I think he’s looking for the Box Office – that modified top rope blockbuster.
Ransom: Too early.
Dan Timberland: Never too early, if he hits this it’s over.
(Taminson is very slowly getting to her feet.)
Ransom: I’ve seen cute blondes in that position before, but you got to run up a helluva tab to get them there.
Dan Timberland: That’s why I never hang out with you after these Friday Night cards.
(Laura Drones taps on the canvas, trying to get Taminson’s attention on the impending move.)
Dan Timberland: Her cousin trying to get her ready – and … what the hell?
(“Plush”. Jeffery Drake is coming down to ringside.)
Ransom: Is it my birthday?
Dan Timberland: What was that blur?
(Aarya Ranvir sprints in front of Drake with a chair in hand. He knocks down Augustee.)
Dan Timberland: What’s he doing here? Ranvir has no business here during this match!
Ransom: What do you mean he has no business here? This IS his business – he’s the head of talent development and recruitment for Liberty Wrestling.
Dan Timberland: Dick Swifkicky is distracted by Laura Drones.
(Ranvir unleashes hell on Joe Boxer’s head from the top. He then brings him down to the canvas with a superplex. Drake taking his time to get to the ring.)
Dan Timberland: What the hell is this all about? What did Boxer do to Ranvir? It’s his first match in this version of the LWF.
(Ranvir rolls out of the ring with the chair. Taminson to her feet, lifts up Boxer and puts him in a piledriver position.)
Dan Timberland: Here it comes, she calls this the Irish Californication.
Ransom: That’s the dumbest fuc--- name I’ve ever heard.
Dan Timberland: Try to watch your mouth.
(Taminson delivers a spinning piledriver and hooks a leg. Drake up on the apron.)
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*DING, DING*
Dan Timberland: That’s crap. Ranvir took this match from Boxer.
Joel Cronus: The winner of this match – KELLIE TAMINSON!
(Taminson has her arm raised by Laura in the ring, while Drake enters with a mic. Ranvir with a chair in front of him.)
Jeffery Drake: That’s great, that’s great, take it outside we have some business to talk here.
(He motions for Kellie and Laura to leave. They comply as Laura helps her out.)
Jeffery Drake: Joe Boxer…
(Boxer comes to and he leaps at Ranvir but Drake holds him up.)
Jeffery Drake: Hey, hey… you’re going to have to get over that. Losing happens. Part of Aarya’s job is talent development and he developed a little talent tonight.
(Ranvir throws the chair down and leaves the ring.)
Jeffery Drake: Let’s talk real quick here in this ultra-public environment. Well – if you’re will to count the population of Texas as part of the “public”, these slak-jawwed yokels are a red state, and you know how I feel about that.
(Boxer motions for Drake to hand over the ring.)
Jeffery Drake: One day, if you’re lucky.
(He walks around the ring.)
Jeffery Drake: I want a little more out of you Joe Boxer. Like others here, I see talent waiting to seep out, but you just don’t have enough initiative to get it done.
(Boxer wants to rip him apart, but Drake keeps his distance.)
Jeffery Drake: Due to recent drowning problems in the IWL – Dead End won’t be a part of the big eight star elimination tag next week at Lover’s Discourse. You’ll be taking his spot in that main event teaming with Vicious, Nightstryker and Silverback. You manage to impress me in the slightest bit… I’ll make a phone call to the AOWF Championship Chairman Shawn Twilight – and we’ll see about making you “the” name around here. Disappoint me… and expect a whole lot more of what you saw tonight.
(Drake gets close.)
Jeffery Drake: Cool?
(He hands out the microphone to Boxer. As Joe is about to grab it out of his hand, Drake drops it and points for Boxer to leave.)
Dan Timberland: I don’t think Joe Boxer is going to take this.
Ransom: He better – Drake’s giving him a shot at the main event.
Dan Timberland: At the cost of losing his debut match in the LWF and being humiliated?
Ransom: It’s the price of doing business.
(Boxer gets up in Drake’s face, but Swifkicky and security separate him from the President of Liberty Wrestling. A frustrated Boxer leaves with Jeff Augustee as we fade out to a break.)