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Post by bigfan on Aug 7, 2017 2:13:01 GMT
Hello FAWNatics,
Red, White and Bruised is in the books, 12 matches of Awesomeness.
More than a few surprises in this one, and we are adding something new. Post PPV promo's will be included as Replies to this thread, and as part of that we are introducing Mel Sutton FAWN Social Media Director. Mel will be conducting interviews with wrestlers.
As always feel free to add your own comments here, even if it's just a post with "Thanks" in it we would love to hear from you.
This month includes two Post PPV peices, enjoy.
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Post by bigfan on Aug 7, 2017 2:15:15 GMT
From the FAWN Youtube channel: The FAWN symbol comes up on the screen, then fades revealing an attractive looking blonde. The woman is sitting on one side of a two person desk, she has mic in front of her. On the wall behind the desk is a large monitor displaying the FAWN logo right now. “Welcome, I’m Mel Sutton the new Social Media Director, interviewer, and Host of FAWN’s youtube.” The blonde introduces herself. MEL SUTTON: Turning to look at her single camera Mel gets down to business, “Red, White and Bruised has just wrapped up and for our first guest I’m happy to bring in a girl that seems to be on the rise even after a set back tonight in her tag match. She is part of the Upstart Girls and student of the Suplex Machine, Bunny Cooper. The camera goes back to the wide angle and sitting across from Sutton is the Sarasota Sunshine, Bunny is now dressed in one of the new Lil’ So-So t-shirts. Her hair looks damp as if she has just come from the showers not long ago, Bunny smiles, “Hi Mel, thanks for having me.” BUNNY COOPER: Mel looks concerned, “First off, How is Soshana? She really showed some grit in the ring tonight, but that means she took a lot of abuse.” Bunny nods, and leans a bit closer to her mic, “Yeah, she gave it her all against two veterans. She’s fine, but like you said Soledad and La Gata didn’t go easy on her.” Mel turns indicating to the monitor, “Here is some of that abuse.” The video plays the last few moments as Soledad splashes down on Soto and gets the three count. Mel looks back at Bunny, “Not the ending you where hoping for. You personally have been on a bit of a roll, so are we going to see you move to more tag team action with Soshana? Cooper twists in her chair as she answers, “If Lil’ So-So needs me I’ll be there for her, but I’m not giving up on singles. As a matter of fact I’ve just signed to face Soledad in a singles match for FAWNmania. She’s been running her mouth and I’m going to shut it.” Mel looks excited, “Is this revenge for Soshana?” Bunny turns a bit red, “I…No…I’m not in the revenge business, and Soshana will take care of things herself. I’m just looking for bigger and better matches to show I’m the next Upstart to make it to the top.” Mel scribbles down a note before saying, “Thank you Bunny for being our first guest here on the FAWN youtube channel. Any final thoughts?” Bunny smiling, “Thanks for having me, and welcome to FAWN.” The Upstart then decides to ask a question of her own, “Are we going to see you in the ring?” Mel giggles nervously, the blonde’s face takes on a pinkish glow, “Um, well no. I’m just here to interview and run the Social Media, I don’t think I’m cut out for wrestling.” Her rosy cheeks are still glowing as Sutton turns to her camera, “Thanks for joining us, make sure you subscribe and hit the like button to see more interviews and backstage content from FAWN.” The two women stand and walk around the table shaking hands, FAWNatics see why Mel might not want to get into the ring, while she looks solidly built the five foot three or four Bunny towers over Mel’s slightly under five foot height. The video ends we the FAWN logo on the screen.
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Post by bigfan on Aug 7, 2017 2:16:12 GMT
Exclusive footage from FAWN.com, posted an hour after Red, White & Bruised:
Aftermath of Park and Brewster’s vile war of attrition. Adelaide was on her feet surrounded by no less than half a dozen EMT’s and Doctor Vannacutt himself. The good doctor was trying his damndest to check the cut on Adelaide’s forehead, even going so far as to have the EMT’s hold her arms but the Weeping Angel repeatedly shoved them aside and when Vannacutt closed in she screamed at him with a mouthful of red teeth. Fangs bared, Adelaide stormed through the worried medics, slipped through the ropes and disappeared up the aisle amidst worried murmurs from Joanna and Gordy and a smattering of grudging applause from the sold out crowd.
The clip cut to black for a moment, then faded up on Adelaide, a live feed this time.
She was outside, on the roof of the talent’s private parking garage with the lights of Orlando shining in the darkness behind her. Now out of her ring gear, the strong brunette was dressed in snug black jeans and the purple variant of Miranda’s old ‘Pillar of Fire by Night’ tanktop. Also worth noting, though she’d refused medical attention at ringside, someone had tended to the Churchgoer’s wound, as the small, neat line of stitches above her left eye was plainly visible.
After a moment’s quiet, Adelaide asked, “Where are you right now, Yoona? Rhetorical question, I know where you are. You’re at home with the indefatigable Camille Cosworth, stretched out on a couch with both of your ankles wrapped in heavy ice packs. Has the pain started to fade yet, Yoona? Or at least go numb? You certainly looked quite the worse for wear limping through this very parking lot on a pair of crutches with Camille and Vannacutt flanking you in case of… what, exactly? Were they afraid you’d turn around and try to get back in the arena? To come after me and finish what you’d started?”
Adelaide reached up and ran a thumb over the stitches above her eye. “Possible I suppose, as you are the most stupid and willful woman I’ve ever encountered. But I fear that’s just positive thinking on my part. In truth they were at your side because both of them knew a single bad step might very well shatter one or both ankles. A noble gesture on their part, certainly better than a bipedal sewer like you deserves.”
Anger flashed across Brewster’s face and she looked away for a moment, seemingly searching the gloom for her next thought.
When she returned her attention to the camera, she was smiling. “Did you hear the Announcer at the end of our match? I doubt it, listening seems a great weakness of yours. To refresh your memory, he said, ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via referee’s stoppage, Yoona Park.’ Via referee’s stoppage. Not pin-fall, not submission, not knockout. Oh, you tried everything in your power to get the job done, tied me in knots, kicked me in the head more times than I care to count, even strangled me to within an inch of unconsciousness. But… none of it worked, did it? I was still standing. I was still fighting and you knew, you KNEW that you’d scream a surrender the next time my jaws touched your throat. So you did the only thing you could do. You opened a superficial cut and pounded at it until the official got squeamish and ended the match in your favor. A brilliant plan admittedly, but let me ask you a question. Do you really think, for a single heartbeat, that I’m afraid of a little blood? Because if you do, please allow me to disabuse you of that notion.”
Brewster crooked her left hand into a talon, reached up and sloooooowly scraped her stitches out. Blood welled, then began to drip down her cheek like slow, crimson tears.
“Blood does not scare me. A stoppage will not slow me. And your continued existence galls me. So here is my challenge, Yoona Park. If you possess even a fraction of your beloved’s seemingly infinite resolve, meet me at ‘Mania. It’ll give you a chance to correct the job you botched so badly tonight and it will allow me the opportunity to show the whole world what a hollow, whimpering fraud you actually are.”
The words were barely out of her mouth when Brewster leaned forward and blew a plume into the camera that left the night tinged red, the only sound that of Adelaide’s footsteps as she stalked into the night.
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Post by therjdt on Aug 9, 2017 22:44:02 GMT
A few thoughts as usual:
Shoshanna has some serious game even if the rudos are still a bit too wiley and a bit too cheaty for her. Bunny spent a lot of time in the ring and looked like a superstar, and from her post-match interview it sounds like she has designs on being considerably higher up the next card. Camille Cosworth must feel the same. That match was definitely an athletic spectacle but I agree with Merle,are all those flips really wrestling? Anyway, Camille had a lot of fun with the rookie and showed her class at the end.
Two lightweight standouts were up next. Bliss may have got the win and those smooth wrestling skills shone through, but a snatched pin certainly didn’t send the dominant message she must have been hoping for. The church may have more plans for her. In the meantime Miranda reminded everyone that she was so close to the Lightweight title during Lily Burlingame’s reign and she might have designs on having another crack.
Another former champ, Kylie Sanders, was probably thinking the same. Instead she’s going to have to deal with the Imp, and I can’t see that being easy. Bianca's little consolation slam at the end will probably have stung too.
The next match was more like war than wrestling. I’m not really sure if there were any real winners; Yoona’s hand was raised but it’s clear that there’s more to come between these two, and I don’t think it’s going to be pretty. The real loser was whoever had to clean up all the blood, particularly after what happened next...
I said after the last PPV that Lenore was the favourite for this match, but Elise is a special kind of nasty and it really showed. It was brilliant too, in a single stroke she’s made herself into a major player in FAWN. The only problem is that the Raven is arguably the best strategist in the company, and now she's got to know her enemy she'll be out for blood to compensate for her own.
It’s hard not to see this next match as a title eliminator. Both women are former challengers for the big belt and they both looked like superstars. Alexis will be pleased to get the win and I’m sure she’ll be gunning for Jenny Jacobs now. The question is whether the Black Hats are done with her and Ronnie.
I can’t help but agree with Aloisia's assessment of Trisha. Yes, she still has the belt, but she has enemies piling up and no-one to watch her back. She has to be regretting how she’s treated RueAnn and she’ll regret it a whole lot more if an opponent brings their own backup.
Fiona Waterford is definitely back, and she might even be better than ever. Sayuki is a legitimate challenge to absolutely anyone in FAWN, and despite a few hairy moments the Duchess seemed to be in control throughout. Asian Invasion have had their own resurgence though, as evidenced a little later on.
Oddly enough Zoe Scott seemed to dial back the dirty stuff in this title match. She can actually wrestle, but didn’t have enough to beat Strawberry, especially once her assistant had made a premature exit. Chloe is really growing into this title, she’s rightfully at the top of the card. Can she continue that against Domi Daly’s unique combination of speed and veteran experience, or will the original Mite finally get her hands on some gold?
It’s been an odd run for the Kanes, they were given a huge helping hand to get the titles and now they’ve lost them again without really having a defining match. Those two fiesty Irish warriors might fancy a rematch, but this new team of Seah and Reiko look even more threatening than the Sayuki/Sayuri combo. They have an almost impossible test coming up though, we haven’t seen the Three for a while but their legend precedes them.
Ignore the boos, this is the version of Jenny Jacobs that we've waited for years to see. Technically flawless, arrogantly confident and composed, and capable of innovation which no-one can match. Even more impressively she forced her opponent to fight on her terms, making Lily stay on the mat and countering everything the Hellhole had devised to throw at her. Cherry Bomb is still almost irresistible when she hits top speed but JJ managed to turn FAWN's most devastating finisher into a match winning counter. Her only problem is that the Ace Crusher into Root of All Evil is an iconic combo for Sue B, and I doubt that the Rainmaker will tolerate gimmick infringement being used on her own sister.
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Post by hawkeye on Aug 12, 2017 14:55:14 GMT
From the FAWN YouTube channel: The FAWN symbol comes on the screen then fades revealing an attractive blonde. The woman sits on one side of a slightly curved desk, the second chair facing her noticeably unfilled. On the wall behind is a large monitor displaying the FAWN logo. “Hello again everyone, I’m Mel Sutton, FAWN’s Social Media Director, interviewer, and Host of FAWN’s youtube channel.” “It’s a great honor to welcome out next guest to the show. She’s a veteran of too many wrestling wars to count both inside and outside FAWN and tonight she snatched the Eurasian title from Amara Singh. Amara had run roughshod before losing to our guest via disqualification at Heartbroken. Undeterred from not acquiring the title, Her Ladyship caught up with Singh at tonight’s Red, White and Bruised and finished the job clean. Fiona Waterford!” The camera pans to catch the entrance of the flawless aristocrat. It follows Fiona to her seat. Waterford’s made herself more than presentable though her dark hair remains moist from a shower. She wears one of her ‘The Queen doesn’t need saving’ shirts fashioned into a halter and black denim. It’s not regal-wear but it certainly suits Waterford. She places her newly won belt on the desk in front of her with a THUMP and gives it a glowing gaze before turning her attention to Mel. Fiona Waterford“Thank you Melisandre.” Mel tries to cut in to tell the champ her name’s short for Melanie, but she never gets the chance. “That was a very kind introduction and it’s wonderful to be with you as FAWN’s Eurasian champion.” “You’re very welcome,” Mel says, looking a bit intimidated but trying not show it. “That was a heck of showing. You’ve got to be happy.” “I’m happy I was given a second opportunity. I’m not at all surprised that strumpet from the subcontinent wasn’t able to weasel away with the gold a second time. She knew I was better the first time we met. When she wakes up after tonight’s match, she’ll know she’s not even close.” Mel starts to ask her next question, but Her Ladyship interrupts. “And before you ask, Singh will not receive a return match. As you know, FAWN doesn’t require that in its contracts and I have no intention of giving a woman I’ve dominated TWICE another go.” “Fair enough,” Mel offers. “So it sounds like you do have a direction in mind already for what you want to do and where you want to go.” “A Lady always has her head about her, Melisandre.” Fiona gives Mel the once over with a less than approving eye. “I’m not sure you’re there yet, but keep trying.” Mel doesn’t seem to take offense at the verbal backhand, still more than thrilled a women’s wrestling legend is talking to her. “But yes ,” Fiona continues, “ know what I WANT to do. What I would LIKE to do.” “I would LIKE to give the opportunity of a lifetime to a fellow countrywoman to face the greatest British wrestler in the history of not only FAWN but the entire business at the biggest show on the calendar, FAWNAMANIA. “Alas, I look far and wide and there are no suitable challengers I haven’t already embarrassed through the years. If there were just one who’d present a challenge, I’d accept the match here and now.” Fiona looks honestly disappointed, though there’s a hint of trollery in her voice. “That is a shame,” Mel offers. “It would make for such a great story to see if a young up-n-comer from the Isles could take your gold and your mantle on the grand stage.” Mel coughs uncomfortably under the peeved gaze of the champion. “Would it now?” Fiona asks. “Well…” Mel stutters. “Well put,” Her Ladyship intercedes. “Unfortunately, my fellow Brits in FAWN are generally bereft of the talent necessary to provide such a “great story”. So I suppose I will have to scour the continentals and see what I can find.” Fiona plucks her belt off the desk. “Thank you for your time, Melisandre. I’m sure you will get better at this. Head up.” This time the cutting jab seems to break emotional skin, but Mel keeps her composure as Fiona trundles off stage right without a further word. “Thanks so much for joining us your Ladyship.” Mel rises and curtsies, not that the departing Waterford notices, as the video ends with the FAWN logo on the screen.
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Post by hawkeye on Aug 13, 2017 1:01:40 GMT
From Caity Mason’s Youtube Channel: The woman herself is in picture to begin things, brushing a strand of hair out of her face and offering the viewer a teasing smile. “Sorry for doing this unofficially, but we don’t spend one second more than we have to in Orlando, and let’s be real, if you want something to be seen, there isn’t a better place to link from than my Instagram feed. Two million followers, stick that up your ass Zahn.” Then, remembering that actually this wasn’t supposed to be her moment, the Evolutionary Miracle abruptly switched the camera view. When she spoke next she’d put on a falsely bright and perky ‘airhead’ voice. “My guest at this time is the current FAWN Rookie of the Year, the always tanline free Anna Sharpe. So make sure your hearing aid is in properly Waterford, because this is for you.” The faux pleasantness was banished for that last line, which snapped out sharp as a whip crack. Wearing a lime colored bikini and reclining in her chair on what was evidently a private beach, judged by the long stretch of empty sand, the FAWN faithful got their first look at Anna in an informal setting. But any thought that she might be returning from her short absence rebooted was dispelled by her dour expression. She sat up, the camera swooping and diving as its inexperienced operator tried to keep her face in focus. “Fiona, I saw your interview. And I can only agree with the reporter about what a great story it would make for me to take your title at FAWN’s biggest event. “After I beat Cosworth, the obvious next thing to do was to go after a belt. I've picked yours partly because of that stupid troll job you just gave us, but mostly because your belt is the easiest one to take. Because you are the easiest woman to beat. Simple as that.” She paused to brush away some sand, like she was ridding herself of countless tiny Fionas. “This has nothing to do with national pride – carry on calling yourself the greatest wrestler Britain has ever produced if you want, from what I’ve seen of the rest of them it doesn’t mean much. This is about your weakness and your vulnerability. “You notice that the crowd can tolerate you now? That’s always a sign of the end. Nostalgia dulling the hate.” Starting to hit her stride with the rhetoric, Anna flashed the camera a sneer. “It must churn you up inside to be their favorite, I’ve watched some cassettes of your old matches – a mean bitch like you? You must be embarrassed to hear them cheering you on. Surely. “They won’t help you, either. Cosworth had them ready to die for her. Every pin attempt, I had the weight of 15,000 people trying to hold me down. They couldn’t. And the only thing they’ll do for you is make losing more humiliating. A round of sympathetic applause while you walk back up the ramp, limping, your tits flopping out, soaked in sweat. That’s going to be your legacy, Waterford. Sympathetic applause.” Remembering a few of her own on-court lowlights, Sharpe almost gagged on the words. But behind the camera Caity put her thumb up, delighted. Her girl was learning how to cut a promo.
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