FPW The Lost World Pre-Card Promos

[marileeg17]

In a quiet room, Marcus is still trying to figure out how he lost his verbal battle with Bobby when his phone pings with a notification from the FPW message board. Marcus reads it and smiles broadly.

MAJ: Oh this is perfect. Just what I need to get back on track.

Marcus then slides to the "messages" tab on his phone and jots a quick group text: "Invaders, assemble." He then pockets his phone and puts in his earbuds.

to be continued...

[Jim Houston]

MDE is sitting in the middle of his ring in a meditative position. Every now and again his hands twitch or his body moves as if he's visualising a wrestling match. After a few moments, he grabs hold of his left arm and his eyes quickly open. He stares down at his arm for a while, flexing and stretching it, but wincing as he does. He begins to mutter 'one day...' under his breath with an aggressive look on his face. The door opens and in comes Rachel.

Rachel: Is this a good time?

MDE: Do it.

Rachel: So I've heard back from UPW. They want you to face Darrell Allen in their main event in three weeks time. Progress said they want you over the summer and I'm waiting to hear back from Andy Quildan about Southampton, but you're definitely wanted for Portsmouth. I think they're going to put you in with Mark Davis. I've also spoken with Tig-

MDE: And FPW?

Rachel: Well that one's gone a bit quiet unfortunately.

MDE: Nothing from Azazel?

Rachel: No. I spoke with Jim Houston and he's unsure if he'd be willing to put you in with Azazel if Azazel doesn't accept the challenge. He did say that there were a couple of people without a match but I'm not sure you-

MDE: Azazel ducking me? I can't say I'm surprised but I am disappointed. His undefeated streak has gone on for long enough. I know it. He knows it. But he wants to hang on to what little credibility he has and won't want me to dominate him and show him up for the fraud that he undoubtedly is. Tell Houston that if I don't get to face Azazel, I'm facing the best he has available no matter what. If he doesn't give me a suitable opponent, I'll find one for myself.

Rachel leaves and MDE closes his eyes again, flexing his left arm before letting it come to rest.

[The_Aviator_GB]

Another Elizabeth Karlson video is uploaded to FPW's website, starting out with the room that they're usually filmed in being empty, with a focus being placed directly on the empty chair in the center. A mask sits on it, a new mask, with nothing done to it yet. A disembodied voice speaks as the quality begins to degrade on the video.

"MDE wishes to decline my request to tag...I assumed as much, and I'll come back to him some other time. The expert has greater pursuits than...someone of my skillset. I do, however, see a problem in my absence on the card, and I wish to remedy this. The Black Death craves...elevation, craves notoriety. I lost some of that in losing against Dwyer and Jones...it won't happen again."

The screen flutters as the quality decreases further. When it returns, the mask has lost its lower jaw, and black markings have begun to spread across it, carved with a knife. Elizabeth is still nowhere to be seen as the video continues.

"There are many to choose from, but so few who will answer the call. So few who are...unoccupied. One who has an issue with MDE as much as I do, one who vyes for his attention...one who I see as a newcomer almost as fresh as myself. An 'eternal student'. Unremarkable in every way, save for the fact that they intend on creating a splash in Freedom Pro. This makes two of us, of course."

Again, the screen flutters, returning this time with the mask having continued its change. Now, the mask is almost entirely black, with white cracks showing. The upper-left area of the mask around the eyehole is gone, exposing whoever would soon be wearing it's forehead and hair. Elizabeth continues speaking.

"Jace Mason...you've just come to FPW, and you're hungry for a challenge. The Black Death is hungry for victims. At The Lost World, I want you, one on one...and after this contest, perhaps you, too, will reconsider your choices in coming to Freedom Pro, and in painting a target on your back.

I have chosen you. Accept me."

The screen flutters one final time, and now Elizabeth sits in the chair, the mask complete and placed upon her face. The word 'MASON' is carved into the cheek of the mask, and Elizabeth giggles lightly as she makes a 'come here' gesture toward the camera, enticing Mason in before the video cuts off. 

[noname1525]

The camera focuses on Jace Mason as he gets out of his car and walks towards the FPW Performance Center. As he gets closer to the front door, Dasha Banks steps into view.

Dasha: "Jace, What's your response to the video uploaded to the FPW website featuring Elizabeth Karlson challenging you to a match at The Lost World?"

Jace: "It's exactly what I hoped would happen. When I came to FPW, I know I was going to have to get someone's attention. Whether it was that of the people in charge, or another wrestler. I was trying to impress Mr. Houston, but apparently what I've done was enough to draw the eye of someone else. I don't know a lot about Elizabeth Karlson, but as soon as I saw that video this morning, I came straight here. Now that I've got a potential match, it's time to kick my training into high gear. All I can say now is, Mr. Houston, book the match. She wants to face me, I'm ready to face her, the only thing left to do is make it official."

Dasha: "Is there anything you'd like to say directly to Elizabeth?"

Jace: "As a matter of fact, yes I do. But I'll save it for when the match gets made official"