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Post by Jim Houston on Dec 22, 2019 14:06:30 GMT
Voting is now open for all FPW fans for the following awards: FPW Wrestler of the Year: - Jace Mason - Bobby O - Graham Baker - Marcus Allen Jones - Jerry Bishop FPW Team of the Year: - Death Squad - TakeOver - TakeOver 2.0 - The Guardians of Strong Style - Dynasty FPW Newcomer of the Year: - Botiatus - Aaron Williams - Death Squad - Suplex Sweethearts - Go Shihei FPW Show of the Year: - All Star Tag Team Classic Finals - Free-1 Night 1 - Dead Man's Chest - Road to Judgement Day II: Night Two - Judgement Day II FPW Moment of the Year: - Davey Jones wins the FPW Championship - Marcus Allen Jones' Canadian destroyer from a ladder through a flaming table to stop Jack Sevren winning the Dead Man's Chest - Jerry Bishop forces Berry Bishop to tap out - Bobby O forces TakeOver 2.0 to disband - Jace Mason wins the FPW Championship FPW Match of the Year: - Graham Baker vs. Marcus Allen Jones II- Hell in a Cell (All Star Tag Team Classic Finals) - Marcus Allen Jones vs. Aaron Williams (Free-1 Night 9) - Jace Mason vs. Graham Baker (Free-1 Finals) - Graham Baker vs. Marcus Allen Jones III- 60-Minute Loser-Leaves-FPW Ironman Match (Judgement Day II) - MDE vs. Jace Mason (Judgement Day II) FPW Feud of the Year: - Graham Baker vs. Marcus Allen Jones - Bobby O vs. Jack Sevren and TakeOver 2.0 - Graham Baker vs. Davey Jones - The Guardians of Strong Style vs. Death Squad - Graham Baker vs. MDE Best Overall Promos: - Jace Mason - Bobby O - MDE - Graham Baker - Marcus Allen Jones Best Overall Character: - Jerry Bishop - Berry Bishop - Graham Baker - Marcus Allen Jones - Clutch McCloud www.surveymonkey.com/r/6TKQDYFVoting will be open until midnight EST on Saturday December 28th. The results will be revealed for each award on Tuesday December 31st as part of the second annual FPW End of Year Awards Show, featuring the following matches: Match 1: Kyle Ohio vs. Go Shihei (Bo to Write) Match 2: Tag Team Championships: The Dogs of War vs. The Suplex Sweethearts (Houston to Write) Match 3: Traditional Champion versus Champion Match: Jace Mason vs. Botiatus (Mason to Write) |
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Post by kingclutch on Dec 22, 2019 17:36:31 GMT
Russ Bolt, Clutch McCloud, and Danica Jane are all backstage. Russ is visibly aggravated when Dasha and Ted happen to walk by.
DB: Oh hi! Fancy meeting you guys here! I was wondering if you had a moment for some questions.
CM: Everything we had to say was out there.
RB (under his breath): Speak for yourself.
CM: What was that?
RB: I said speak for your damn self. Yeah, I got something to say Dasha. I am pissed off watching you show after show pissing away opportunities or leaving me to fend for myself. I don't need this, man. When I wanted to come back Rich was saying all this about getting world title matches. But I didn't because I believed in you, I trusted you. I get why you won't do it, but damn....if you aren't willing to do what needs to be done...I don't know man, maybe you're in the wrong business.
*Clutch has a mix of despair and shock on his face.*
RB: Jim Houston, I'm pissed off and I want a match. At this point, I don't give a damn WHO it's against.
*Russ storms away from Clutch and Danica*
DB: Anything would ca-
CM: No comment.
*Clutch and Danica depart*
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Post by noname1525 on Dec 22, 2019 18:17:05 GMT
Jace Mason came backstage after his match with MDE, where he was greeted by Aaron Williams, Jim Houston, and a host of reporters, all of whom broke into applause.
Jim Houston stepped forward. "Congratulations Jace," he said as he shook his hand. "You've earned this."
Aaron stepped up next. Jace went to shake his hand as well, but Aaron shook his head and embraced him. "I knew you could do it man."
Jace smiled and nodded. "Thank you, both of you. I couldn't have done this without your support," he said, which caused Aaron to laugh. "Yes you could have. Now, I think these lovely people want to talk to you, so we'll leave them their time. See you around, champ." Aaron gave Jace a thumbs-up as he and Jim Huoston left the room.
Jace turned his attention to the reporters, and one of them immediately stepped forward. "Jace, congratulations on winning the FPW World Championship. You've made no secret about your self-doubts headed into this match, how does it feel to overcome those doubts?"
"It feels amazing," Jace replied. "The things is, I didn't go out there intending to silence my doubts, I went out there to wrestle the best match I possibly could, and I did that. And because I did that, I'm able to hold this title high as proof that no matter what anyone, including myself, says, I belong at this level."
Another reported stepped up. "Jace, MDE had some seriously harsh words in the build-up to this match, do you have anything you want to say to him now that you've come out on top?"
Jace shook his head. "No, there's nothing I need to say to MDE, because then I would just be doing the same thing he would, which goes everything I said leading up to this match. MDE was a fantastic opponent, and he deserved his run at the top. If I had to say one thing, all I'd say is that now it's my turn."
Jace went to look at another reporter, but the previous one asked another question. "And building off of that question, obligatory rematches are not a part of FPW, but rematches against former champions are still common. Would you be willing to give MDE a rematch for that title somewhere down the line?"
"Well, that all depends on what MDE wants. Up until he won that title, he'd made it pretty apparent that he wasn't interested in title opportunities. Now that he's lost the title, I'm not positive he'll want it back. But if he wants a rematch, I'll be willing to giving him one."
The reporter nodded, and another stepped in quickly. "Jace, the first stop on your road as champion is the champion vs champion match at the End of Year Awards Show. As we saw earlier tonight, your opponent in that match will be Botiatus. What are your thoughts on that match?"
Jace sighed, thinking for a moment before answering. "I'm looking forward to that match. Botiatus and I, our paths haven't crossed here in FPW, but from what I've seen of him, he doesn't seem quite like a person I would get along with. However, credit where credit is due, Bo, you did just defeat Elizabeth Karlson, who I know from personal experience is not an easy match. I respect the skill it toook to win that match, and I'm interested to see what you bring when we go head-to head." Jace nodded at the reporters. "Well, this has been fun, but if you'll excuse me, I need to go put something on this ankle."
Jace walked off, and the reporters began to disperse.
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Post by Jim Houston on Dec 22, 2019 18:37:17 GMT
Sato stands with Takahara and Tchyukiro, both of whom are black and blue after losing their Tag Team Championships.
"First... well done Dogs of War. You beat Guardians of Strong Style. But not just beat. You made Guardians of Strong Style give up. That very, very rare. We offer congratulations. Now you go to face Suppex Sweethearts.
"We will get rematch... but not yet. Takahara and Tchyukiro are best tag team in world. But Guardians of Strong Style have weaknesses. Weaknesses must be changed to strengths. So for some time Takahara and Tchyukiro looking to get better on own. Takahara and Tchyukiro become single wrestlers to get better as tag team.
"For now, Guardians of Strong Style on hold. One day we return as team, but now we see how good Takahara and Tchyukiro can be individuals. We not expect main events and titles. We start at Road To Season Four Launch Party. Open challenge from both."
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Post by ticktock on Dec 22, 2019 19:38:10 GMT
Aaron Williams sits on a box, still in his gear with his head down as the sounds of a cheering crowd can be heard from the arena. Dasha Banks approaches him.
DB: Aaron... that was a tough loss for you tonight. Do you have any thoughts?
Williams doesn’t look up for a few seconds but when he does he looks a broken man. He opens his mouth a few times but can barely speak.
DB: I know you’ve said you’ve wanted to get back on track and it must be hard not to be where you want to be.
AW: Yeah. Yeah it is.
Dasha waits for Williams to speak but he doesn’t say anything.
DB: Umm... do you have any idea who you’d like to face next?
AW: I dunno. I think I’d lose to Doink the fucking Clown right about now so I guess it doesn’t really matter.
DB: Come on, Aaron... you know you’re one of the best-
AW: Am I? Because I don’t feel like one of the best. I feel like a fucking loser. Again.
DB: Well, you’ve been nominated for FPW Newcomer of the Year as well as Match of the Year for your Free-1 match with Marcus. That’s something.
AW: Is it?
DB: Of course it is. Only five guys made it onto the Match of the Year ballot and you’re one of them. I know you care about that. You might not feel it now or you might not want to show it being all emo at the moment, but that matters to you.
AW: I guess you’re right. But that was in August. Lately I’ve done nothing. Lately I’ve been losing over and over and over again. Sure I’ve had some good matches and sure that’s important to me, but I left WWE because I believed I could still tear it up on the indies. I was excited to get out there and prove I was still one of the best in the world. Maybe my best years were wasted away in that fucking Performance Centre. Maybe that kind of bullshit style is all I’m good for.
DB: Aaron-
AW: I know you’re going to tell me that it isn’t and that I can still get out of this slump or whatever, but I’ve tried so fucking hard to make it happen and it isn’t happening. People called me the breakout star of the Free-1... and yet I finished bottom of the A Block. People said my match with Jace trying to win the shot tonight was one of the best of the year, but here I am in the second match on the show and I can barely drag my sorry ass into gorilla to watch his fucking match.
DB: He’s your friend. You helped train him for the match. He deserves to see your face before he sees anyone else out there tonight. Get to gorilla and be there for him win or lose.
Williams looks at Dasha for a few seconds,
AW: Yeah I guess you’re right. I’ll go and watch Jace’s match and then I’ll enjoy Christmas with my family and get back in the fucking gym. The past few months have been shit, but there’s only one person who decides how the next few months are. I know I’ll have to drag myself up from the bottom of the fucking card here after all of these losses, but I’m prepared to wrestle anyone to get to where I want to be. I hate the cliches but new year, new Aaron fucking Williams.
Williams hops off the box and limps away to gorilla.
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Post by botiatus on Dec 23, 2019 9:29:04 GMT
A video îs uploaded to FPW.com from the Instagram account of Botiatus @this_Is_Myyyyyyy_House. The video begins with a shot of a locker room door backstage at Judgment Day II. The door soon opens and Bo emerges in street clothes with the Freedom Championship draped over his left shoulder. He barely has time to see the camera before he's doused with champagne as J's voice can be heard from behind the lens cheering for his friend. Bo smiles as he allows the bubbly to wash over him and he makes sure the title gets a proper bath as well as he uses it to funnel some of the champagne into his mouth. The shot continues to stay on Bo as J speaks
J- "So how does it feel to be the NEW Freedom Champion?"
Bo- "I guess it feels drinking champagne off of a championship belt good. So pretty damn amazing"
J- "I never had a doubt. I've seen the work you've put in every single day. You've been one of the hardest workers from the moment you stepped into FPW and that title is the result of hard work paying off"
Bo- "I appreciate the praise buddy but I can't take all the credit. You've been here helping me every step of the way. I know it wasn't easy uprooting your comfortable California life to come help me out here but I truly appreciate it"
J- "You ain't kidding about that. I went from barely ever seeing rain to weekly blizzards. It was worth it though. You're not a Young Lion anymore but you're still in your prime and this is the best i've seen you look in years, maybe ever"
Bo- "I'll drink to that!"
Bo takes a giant swig from the bottle
J- "So what's next champ"
Bo- "Now the hard work really begins. I refuse to let this championship continue to be treated like some B level title. It's hardly ever defended which I find to be absolutely absurd considering that the whole point of this belt is that anyone is free to make a challenge for it at anytime they like. It's a great concept on Houston's part but it backfired because he had champions who were content to sit back and wait until someone stepped up to the challenge. I don't plan on doing that J. I welcome any and all challengers but make no mistake that I will kick down every locker room door to find competition if I have to. I'm going to elevate this title until it's no longer stuck in the middle of the card on every PPV. And when I'm done the the Freedom Championship will forever be synonymous with the H.O.B."
J- "Well at least you don't have to worry about finding your next opponent..."
J is immediately cut off by Bo
Bo- "Jace Mason. I gotta hand to the kid, he's resilient as hell. But if he thinks that "Aww shucks, just happy to be here" attitude is going to work long term he's going to have the shortest title reign in FPW history. It's funny cause I thought Jace was one of the few stars here who I might actually get along with. It's his loss though. And at the awards show it'll be his loss AGAIN"
The camera shakes slightly as Bo shares his handshake with J and then the shot flips as Bo takes the phone being used to record from J. J is center shot as he's doused in the remaining bubbly by Bo. Bo turns the cameras back on himself as he laughs before holding the title up and slowly moving it closer to the lens until the entire shot is nothing but gold before the video cuts off
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Post by marileeg17 on Dec 27, 2019 4:20:01 GMT
FPW.com Exclusive
Cameras are backstage as Marcus Allen Jones makes his way behind the curtain, the faint sounds of Cult of Personality playing in the background. He staggers through the curtain slowly as he spots Dasha and Ted. The two approach, Ted carrying a water bottle which he offers to Marcus, who nods in acceptance and takes a big swig before turning to Dasha.
DB: I'm here with Marcus Allen Jones who just went through one hell of a match. So, how are you feeling?
MAJ: My legs are tired and the lactic acid is building up, I almost feel like I can't stand. My arms are like jello. I'm as sore as I've ever felt after any match in my career. How am I feeling? Fantastic. Like I haven't felt in a long time. So many emotions are going through my head right now. Ecstasy, relief, apprehension, uncertainty and even a little bit of sadness.
DB: Sadness?
Marcus nods.
MAJ: People tend to forget that when I came here, I had all of one professional wrestling match under my belt. I always liked to say it was because I was so good I didn't need the training but the truth is, I would have benefitted from more time at the academy. I was green as green can be when I came here and I tried not to let it on, but I knew. I knew I wasn't better than everyone in the locker room as I claimed to be. And that ate at me.My identity was being the best but I realized I wasn't the best when I lost my title to Graham Baker. Dasha, so much of who I am as a wrestler, who this place has allowed me to become, is because of that hardcore loving son of a bitch. When I realized I wasn't as good as him, it consumed me. It drove me to a place where I had to beat him. But then I didn't and I spent the better part of the last year trying to figure out what that meant for me. For my career as a wrestler. And look, I know I'm not going to win every match. I get that. But there was something about losing to Baker that just got to me. Maybe it was because that was really the first time in my career I realized I wasn't invincible, that I wasn't made of teflon. I had lost before Baker and I lost after him. But that was the guy who impacted so much of my journey here. So, it may sound crazy, but as happy as I am that I get to stay here, part of me is sad he's packing his bags. Part of me is really gonna miss the guy. No lie, no joke. He was a good champ for FPW. He just kinda lost his way and I certainly know what that's like. I wish him well in the next stage of his journey and I'm sure one day, when our paths cross again, that same charged charges that led to three incredible matches is gonna be there. And I'll relish the chance to do it again.
DB: You mention the next steps, the next part of your journey. Any idea what that looks like?
MAJ: Ya know, I haven't thought much about it to tell ya the truth. I was so focused on this match. And the answer to that question relied on the outcome of this match. Because if I lost, I don't know. Wrestling has been something I've loved since day one but my headspace hasn't been great lately. If I lost, I probably would have walked away, at least for a while. And I mean, I'm still gonna take some time to regroup and reevaluate what comes next.
DB: You really haven't thought about going after the world title again...
Marcus smiles.
MAJ: You really ask the tough questions...Have I thought about it? Of course I've thought about it. I've thought about it ever since I lost it. But I've seen what the quest to regain a piece of hardware can do to a person. And besides, I'm Marcus Allen Jones. Belts don't define me. I've said that since the day I walked in this place. Only now, it's a little different. I won't allow belts to define me. Maybe after I rethink things and make my plan for the new year, I'll have a different answer. Maybe I'll go for the Freedom Championship or team up with something for the tag titles. Or enter the Dead Man's Chest or the Free-1.
Marcus pauses to offer a chuckle.
MAJ: In all seriousness though, tonight was the first time in awhile I've enjoyed being in that ring again. And right now, that's all that matters. I'm loving wrestling again. I'm not concerned about championships.
DB: Fair answer but I don't think 2020 passes without a standout Marcus Allen Jones world title match. And speaking of standout matches, the end of the year awards are almost here and there's talk your imprint is on quite a few. What would it mean to you to win something like that?
MAJ: I'd be honored. It's a fan vote from what I understand and I know my relationship with the fans kinda took both sides this year. So if they were to consider me for an award, I'd be grateful. But...I'm not sure a guy who spent his year cheating and then when not cheating losing...a lot...deserves that kind of recognition.
DB: What about match of the year? You've had some incredible ones, tonight's not excluded.
MAJ: I suppose to that I'd say, it takes two to tango. Honestly, I'm only one half of the equation. A great match starts with two great wrestlers and I have to say, I've been privileged to share the ring with some of the greatest wrestlers on the indies today. And there's a bunch I've yet to share the ring with who I'd love that chance in the new year. But yeah, match of the year. That's a special one. I've always wanted to go out there and put on a show, be it in spite of a crowd or to their admiration. To know I did that, whether it put a smile or frown on your face, well, it just reinforces this being the right career for me. I've still got a long ways to go but after tonight, I can't imagine myself doing anything else.
DB: As of right now, it looks like Jim Houston is planning to give you the night off at the final show of the year. So, if this is the last time we hear from you in 2019, any final words?
MAJ: Yeah. No more iron man matches for a while. Seriously, Baker had me beat on endurance. Pure adrenaline is what carried me through that marathon.
Marcus smiles.
MAJ: But for real last words. I just wanted to say thank you to the fans, for giving me what I never knew I needed, to the FPW crew for putting up with my bullshit and to Jim Houston for giving me a second chance to be the wrestler I want to be. 2020 is a new year, a new decade. And it's going to be the Decade of MAJ all because this place didn't turn it's back on me when I turned my back on it. I tried to destroy FPW. I've never been so happy to have failed. I'm really looking forward to what comes next, to helping put this place on the map. I quite literally owe who I am to this place and I'm going to spend the next year doing whatever I can to see to it we succeed. FPW is my home. That much was made clear to me tonight. And as it would turn out, I'm not going anywhere anytime soon.
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Post by marileeg17 on Dec 27, 2019 5:34:18 GMT
FPW.com Exlcusive.
Shortly after Judgment Day went off the air, cameras come up on Bobby is in his locker room. He's smiling as he looks at something on his phone. He looks up as he hears a knock on the partially open door, his smile growing wider.
CJ Holmes: Mind if I come in?
BO: Not at all.
Bobby clears his gym bag off the chair next to him, making room for CJ. The two sit in silence for a few seconds before Bobby speaks up.
BO: I got a text from Che. Wanted to congratulate me on the big win and on seeing us...together. At least we were able to give him something positive after what happened with Jerry...That must have been hard for him to watch. I know it was for me.
CJ: Me too... He's not the same loveable guy I remember... But then again, people do change. Sometimes for the worst, sometimes for the best. We both have a little experience in that area...
Bobby looks up at CJ regretfully.
CJ: So...lay it on me. I'm sure you have questions about...well, about a lot of things. I know that Jack has been saying a lot to get under your skin.
BO: That's certainly an understatement.
CJ hides her head in shame.
CJ: I, I wish I could tell you it was all lies but...Look, I, you left 50/50 and went through some shit and I wasn't there for you. But I was going through some stuff as well. All my own making but it was hard nonetheless. Bobby, I know I chose William but I've never stopped loving you. You've never been far from my mind but when I couldn't reach you, Jack was a friend. An unexpected shoulder, someone to lean on when things ended with William. It just kinda happened. I never intended to be with the guy but I can't lie to you and say I wasn't. He made sure you knew. Maybe that was his intent all along. But you need to know, I never loved him. I never loved William. Not the way I love you and always will. And I know I have no right to ask, but I hope one day you'll find it in your heart to forgive me.
The room falls silent again for some time as CJ puts her head down and Bobby looks off distantly. Finally, he reaches out and cups her head in his hands, wiping away a single tear from her face.
BO: I've never stopped loving you either. No matter how hard its been. No matter how much its hurt. I've never stopped. Finding out about you and him was like a knife to my back but truth be told, I forgave you a long time ago. And I can't be mad about something you did when I was acting like someone unrecognizable. Didn't matter what happened in 50/50. I made those choices and I have to live with them and who I became because of them. Besides... All that matters is you were here tonight. In my biggest match in a long time, one where I really had the chance to do something good for this place, you ended up in my corner. That matters a whole lot. We can sort through the rest later, assuming you're sticking around... I suppose we didn't really get a chance to talk through that yet. Everything was just such a whirlwind out there.
CJ: I hope you're not mad.
BO: Mad? Why would I be mad?
CJ: Because I didn't tell you. I mean, I didn't know what I was going to do until I did it. When Jack asked me to accompany him to the ring, I knew why he wanted it. But I used him as much as he wanted to use me. Because I knew it was an opportunity for me to see you again. Even though as I think about it now, it was a bad idea. I never meant for you to think... It doesn't matter. I just knew I needed to see you. I didn't know I was going to cost him the match. You could have won regardless. I just knew when I did it, the reason why. I've always belonged in your corner and I'm sorry for what I did all those years ago that made it impossible for that to be the case. But... you asked if I was sticking around... I'd love to... That is, if you'll have me...
CJ looks up and her and Bobby lock eyes as she takes his hands in hers.
CJ: If you'll have me, I'd really love to be in your corner again. I know we have some stuff to work through and I know we can't go back to what we were, but if you'll let me, I'd love to at least go back to when I had your back and you had mine. To be in your corner. To be by your side again. I've missed you. I've missed us.
Bobby and CJ remain hand in hand never breaking each other's gaze until Bobby offers a smile before pushing a strand of hair behind her ears.
BO: A new year is on its way and I've spent way too much time in this one thinking about the what ifs. I watched my best friend become someone I can't help and a guy I thought was a friend stab me in the back. Life is too short and I'm done having regrets. So yeah, I'd really like it if you and I could start over. When I saw you tonight, it brought back all kinds of feelings and when I put my arms around you, it felt like they'd never left. Our time apart was nothing compared to our time together. And I'd love to see if we could make it work this time. Really try to make it work. So, yes, I'll have you in my corner again. I'd love nothing more.
Bobby and CJ smile before embracing once more. As they pull away, CJ pulls a small green object from behind her back and dangles it over Bobby's head. He laughs.
BO: Mistletoe huh? What if this conversation had gone a different way?
CJ shrugs.
CJ: I guess I was just hoping that I knew your heart and that it was the same heart that loved me since we were teenagers.
Bobby smiled as he grabbed the mistletoe himself, their hands locking.
BO: Some things never change.
Bobby pushes away the mistletoe and cups CJ's face before kissing her softly on the lips.
BO: Merry Christmas Cee Cee.
CJ: And Happy New Year Bob-O. I think it could be our best one yet.
BO: Me too CJ. Me too.
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Post by veggieleezy on Dec 30, 2019 3:48:18 GMT
*Camera comes up on Jerry Bishop walking backstage before the FPW Awards show. Dapperly dressed to the nines in a dark purple suit with a tie bearing patterns of the suits of a deck of cards, and his face a mix of emotions, Bishop mutters to himself while adjusting his cuffs. He approaches Botiatus, who is equally spiffed up, seated at a table and polishing his Freedom Championship, but pays him no mind. Bo calls to Bishop.*
Bo: Hey, Bishop!
*Bishop doesn’t respond as he starts to pass. Bo calls after *
Bo: Jerry! Jester! Joker! Gemini Man! Germaphobe! Whatever you’re calling yourself these days, I’m talking to you, Clown!
*Bishop stops in his tracks and turns back towards Bo with a look of frustration. Bo gets up from his seat and slings his championship over his shoulder.*
Bo: Easy now, big guy, just having a little fun with you. After all, you never get my name right, turnabout’s fair play under House Rules.
Bishop: What do you want, Bo.
Bo: Nothing special. Just wanted to say that you did win your match against Berry, and you won it fair and square. I would’ve fought to win if I were facing my family too. But if I were in your shoes I don’t know if I would’ve gone as far as you did. Then again, you’ve taken to telling people they can shine your shoes.
Bishop: I don’t have time for this.
*Bishop turns to leave. Bo grabs his arm. Bishop angrily turns back, Bo looks to defuse the situation.*
Bo: Look, you won the match the way you needed to. You hit the Last Laugh, and you locked in that Chelsea Smile. All I’m saying is that now you’ve done that, that’s gonna leave a mark on Berry. Not literally, but you’re in a different position than anyone else here, man. We all have friends and enemies around here, hell, we both know you and I don’t even get along very well, but you’ve got something here no one else does. She’s your family, Jerry. Even if you two never reconcile, I just don’t want you to forget that.
*Bishop stifles a raised fist and sputters, trying to find the right words before slamming his fist on the table with a roar. Bishop runs his hands through his hair with a sigh and looks Bo in the eyes, calmly, almost coldly.*
Bishop: A while ago you said you owed me one, right?
Bo: House Rules says so, Bozo.
Bishop: Real cute. But you owe me one. And I’m calling that in.
Bo: Fair enough.
*Bishop’s lips quiver faintly, his words almost catching before clearing his throat and speaking evenly and deliberately.*
Bishop: Help her. Make her better. The next time I face her, I want it to be an even playing field. I’m better than she is, I’ve proven that. Get her to my level, and we’ll call it even.
*Bishop extends his hand.*
Bishop: Deal?
*Bo takes in Bishop’s words, surprised at his apparent concern for his sister after what he’s just put her through.*
Bo: I’m nothing if not a man of my word. I don’t get you clowns, but you’ve got it. Deal.
*The two shake hands. Bishop shoots his cuffs and takes a glance at Bo’s championship.*
Bishop: Keep that thing clean while you can, you never know who’ll come for it next. Maybe it’ll be me, maybe it’ll be someone else, but there’s always someone hungry for a title shot. And there’s always a Joker in the deck. See you around, Bow tie pasta.
*Bishop walks away humming to himself. Bo looks on after him before returning to polishing the championship.*
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