Season Three Launch Party Promo Thread

[Saturn]

The camera opens in the middle of James Saturn's normal gym and pans to James sparring with another young lion in the middle of the ring, the young lion goes for a high roundhouse kick, only for James to duck, grabs his opponent's leg, and pull him into the Saturns Bars, the Young Lion taps out quickly, but James holds it for a couple more seconds before releasing the Young Lion and nonchalantly walking over to the camera.

"That's what I'm going to do to Graham Baker on Sunday, if it's not the Bars, it'll be the Saturnsault, or the GTS, it doesn't really matter. What matters is that I win, and that at the end of the day, I'll be standing tall, holding the FPW Championship on my shoulders."

James pauses for a second and sighs.

"I wasn't going to respond to Baker, not because I was scared, but because I had said what I wanted to say, and I was ready to leave it at that and show people what I could really do at Launch Party, instead of just talking. That is until Graham Baker, wrapped up in all his cocky postures, insulted my wrestling skill. Graham, I'm going to fucking murder you in the ring on Sunday, this isn't just about the most important title in the FPW, this is about my proving my worth, because apparently beating the likes of Azazel clean isn't enough, showing people that I'm the best that FPW has to offer, and putting Graham Baker in his place."

"Graham, you look nice, you tell a good story, the underdog hero who finally managed to beat MDE after a streak of losses and instantly shot to the top of the company after one win. You're the Golden Boy, and because of that, you've been given the perception that you're better than everyone else, the truths is, you're a skilled wrestler with a whole lot of luck. You're going to put me down? Graham, you aren't going to do a single thing to me. The facts are the I beat you in our first meeting, and no matter how much you may have changed, I've changed too, so be aware, at Sunday, you're going to be the one that needs to pull out all the stops, cause you're battling a guy who has everything to gain."

James begins to walk away, but stops.

"Oh yeah, and I don't see why I need to say this, I'm not helping Takeover, I don't collude with rats."

The screen goes black and text appears, reading "This will be James Saturn's last message until Launch Party."

[veggieleezy]

*Dasha Banks goes over her notes before the show. Suddenly, the storage closet next to her burst open to reveal a far-too-energetic Berry Bishop carrying a massive stack of paper that logically shouldn't fit through the doorway.*

BB: Beep beep, Dashy, scuse me, comin' through, lotta homework!

DB: Good grief, Berry? No one's seen you in days!

BB: Yeah! Cuz I've been STUDYING, that's why!

DB: In that closet?

BB: Yup! I hooked up a little TV in there, along with a ton'a those Kerry- Curry- Kerso- those one-time coffee cups that're really bad for the environment.

DB: Keurig.

BB: Gesundheit. So I had my li'l TV, I had my notes, and I watched *every* *single* *one* of that sneaky meany devianty British person's matches. And I took a LOTTA notes! See?

*Berry gestures proudly to the enormous pile of papers*

DB: Berry, you know you could have studied the tapes at home, right? That way you wouldn't be cramped up in a little closet.

BB: Ah no, that's just what he'd want me to do, he'd want me to take the easy road and prepare for the match watching tapes in my comfy chair with my robe and slippers and some nice tea and... huh, that does sound better. BUT! This is about *DISCIPLINE*, Dashy, oh yes! I had the discipline to put my head down and do my homework- for once- and be as prepared for the match as I can!

DB: And, um, have you trained at all physically for the match?

BB: Oh. ...right...

*Berry speeds off down the hall and yet doesn't lose a single page*

BB: JERRY! I NEED YOUR HELP REALLY QUICK!

[noname1525]

A video of Artemis Evans in the locker room area was uploaded to the FPW website.

"Houston has announced that after tomorrow's show, he will select the most worthy female competitor to challenge me for my women's title at our next show. Which, considering I defeated all three of the women on the card tomorrow in the same match, seems like a questionable strategy, but I'm not going to complain. I did ask for competition, and this is Houston's answer to that request. So let's run down the potential challengers I'll have after the Season Three Launch Party."

"First, the only women not competing against another female, we have Berry Bishop. Berry, everyone has been talking about how much you've improved after your training with MDE. Personally, I haven't seen it. You were a complete non-factor in the match where I won this title, and I don't think you have a chance against MDE. No, MDE is going to pick you apart and break you, so I doubt that I'll be facing you. Then again, maybe Houston has a soft spot for broken things and give you a title shot out of pity."

"Next, Lia Ness. I'll admit Lia, your sheer size and power worry me. You're different than any of the other women in FPW. But you're not that different than some of the larger women I've faced in the past. A generic, unremarkable wrestler who gets by on sheer size and power, with no technique or style to back it up. In other words, an easy title defense."

"And finally, my old friend, Elizabeth Karlson. Karlson, I feel like Houston in most likely to select you as my new challenger. After all, you never got your hands on me in that one-on-one match I know you so desperately wanted. But no matter how badly you want it, the question that we're going to have to ask is weather you're ready for it. Because you're facing Lia Ness tomorrow, and I don't think you've had the same experience I have in facing such a physically dominant opponent. So when Lia destroys you tomorrow, you might not be in any condition to challenge me."

"So needless to say, I'll be keeping an eye on tommorow's matches. And to whoever is named as my challenger, well, I might see you a little sooner than the young lion's cup..."