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*The opening for FCW’s third episode begins with a black screen and the words ‘Previously in Furry Championship Wrestling….’ appears on the lower right. Scenes from the previous episode, done in black and white, follows with the Charles Wolf vs Langdon Smith match ending that has Malachi Wilkens interfere and letting Charles Wolf grab the final Gauntlet briefcase above the ring. Then there’s the scene of Malachi facing the TV screen, saying that Charles now has a debt to pay, and that he would be paying it soon. Fade to black…*
*Deepsky’s ‘Real Dream’ suddenly plays after a few seconds of silence, and the FCW logo appears on the center of the screen. An action montage of FCW wrestlers executing their moves follow and then finally there’s a live shot of the cheering crowd surrounding the FCW ring. The announcers Greg and Xavier appear behind their table as they face the screen, dressed in their business suits. The armadillo Greg speaks first.*
Greg: “Welcome everybody near and far to Furry Championship Wrestling! We are here live at The FCW Den, my name is Greg Gordon!”
Xavier: “And I’m The Sensational Xavier Rorehall!” *the greyhound poses with both his thumbs pointing at himself*
Greg: “At our previous episode, the match-ups for The Gauntlet has finally been determined but of course thanks to Ryden McClure and a newcomer, the tiger Malachi Wilkens, it has not been set without controversy!”
Xavier: “In the main event to determine the very last spot in the Gauntlet, Malachi Wilkens interfered for apparently no reason and attacked Langdon Smith, which led to Charles Wolf to climb the ladder and grab the briefcase. We don’t know yet if this Wilkens guy is in cahoots with Charles Wolf, but he did say that Wolf has a debt to pay. Exactly what kind of debt he has to pay, we will hopefully know soon enough.”
Greg: “What we do know now is that The Gauntlet will start with J.T. Starr against Eiji Igarashi, and then Ryden McClure against Charles Wolf, and the winner of those matches will be facing each other for the shot at the Gauntlet Final against Kova Lewdko. The winner of that match will be crowned FCW’s very first Elite champion!”
Xavier: “Tonight, we will have matches with a lot of debuting talent, and our main event will have... well I don't have exact word on what it will it be yet..."
*The screen switches to the ring to show six people warming up in the ring: Alex Calhira, Ash Pitt, Alex Moore, Floyd Boy Roy, Desmond Conners, and Felicia Zucker. They glare at each other while the poor gecko referee stands in the center of the ring, knowing this will descend into chaos very soon.*
Greg: “We already have competitors in the ring ready for our first match, which is a Survival Rules match between six wrestlers, and--”
*Kamelot’s ‘Feast For the Vain’ interrupts the armadillo announcer and all six wrestlers in the ring turn their attention towards the entrance ramp. Alex Calhira especially fumes and he leans up against the ropes, grabbing onto them tightly as he growls, watching the fire salamander Raphael Hall walk down the ramp. Raphael slap paws with the front row fans as he approaches the ring, and only acknowledges a nod to Calhira once he reaches ringside.*
Greg: “Alex Calhira certainly doesn’t want him here but it looks like he’s inviting himself to the announcing booth here…”
*Raphael stops by the announce table and both Greg and Xavier stand up to shake paws with him before Raphael grabs a headset to put on and then sits down with them.*
Xavier: “Good to see you here with us!”
Greg: “What are you doing here, anyway?”
Raphael: “Oh I wanted to see this match and this is by far the best seat in the house!”
Xavier: “But your former ‘partner’ Alex Calhira is in the ring and he doesn’t seem to like your presence here.”
Raphael: “If he’s still angry about what happened between us and the Yin Yang felines, that’s his own problem. I’ve moved on and so should he.”
Greg: “Have you seriously moved on? He did say that there’s unfinished business between you two.”
*Raphael only shrugs and finally the screen changes to show the ring and the competitors within as the ring announcer Jarissa starts her spiel off-screen.*
Jarissa: “The opening match for tonight is an Elimination Rules match! Introducing first, weighing in at 210 pounds and making his debut in FCW… Alex ‘Feral’ Moore!”
*The tall 6’4” white cougar climbs up the turnbuckles and poses for the crowd, sporting a vest and a cowboy hat which he promptly takes off after he hops off the corner to land back on his feet.*
Jarissa: “Introducing second and also making his debut in FCW, weighing in at 154 pounds, he is… Desmond Conners!”
*The kit fox nods and raises one of his fists in the air to acknowledge the crowd for a brief moment before he readies himself again and looks on at his opponents.*
Jarissa: “Introducing third and also making her debut in Furry Championship Wrestling… weighing in at 160 pounds, Felicia Zuc--”
*The camera switches to the wolf Felicia as she suddenly rolls out of the ring and grabs the microphone rudely out of Jarissa’s paw! The female wolf pats on the microphone several times roughly and then grins, looking back at her opponents in the ring*
Felicia: “Hey! I don’t need an introduction but for any one of you living under a rock, my name is Felicia Zucker, and I’m the future FCW Elite Champion! But instead of getting a grand entrance that I deserve, I’m here stuck with a shitty introduction in a match which I’m clearly going to be the winner! Now then, just get the rest of the introductions done and get this match over with, I got bigger things to do.”
*Felicia throws the microphone back at Jarissa and then slides back into the ring. She poses and taunts at the crowd, ignoring the fact that all of her opponents are now glaring at her.*
Jarissa: *huffs* “... And their opponent, making his FCW debut and weighing in at 172 pounds, Floyd Boy Roy!”
*The red kangaroo hops onto the bottom ropes and poses with his arms up. Some of the crowd laughs at his bleach blonde mullet and very horrible-looking wrestling attire of neon green and patched checkered sections.*
Jarissa: “And weighing in at 175 pounds… Ash Pitt!”
*The red cardinal raises one of her fists in a pose for the crowd, wearing blue overalls that are torn in a few places and a band shirt along with a black and white headband! The camera finally then centers on the last competitor to be introduced, and the meerkat Alex climbs up one of the corners to pose with both his fists raised in the air as the crowd cheers!*
Jarissa: “And finally, weighing in at 142 pounds… Alex Calhira!”
Greg: “Raph, what do you think is your former tag partner’s chances to win in this match?”
Raphael: “Well I think Alex’s chances are good, but there’s a big number of these people in their first time in Furry Championship Wrestling, and it’s hard to tell who’s going to win when we don’t know how good or bad these people are.”
Xavier: “I know one person who might not win tonight… and that’s Felicia. Look at how everyone’s in the ring glaring at her!”
Greg: “Not a good idea to have such a huge ego and insulting your opponents right before a match… especially when you can be outnumbered!”
Raph: “Well hey, wouldn’t it be interesting if she can fight all of them back at once?”
*DING DING!*
*Felicia quickly finds out the hard way on not to antagonize all of her opponents before a match even begins as she notices all five of them frowning and glaring toward her. She tries to escape through the ropes as they suddenly charge to her, but Moore catches her first, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and throws her down to the mat. The punkish wolfess yelps in pain as all five of her opponents start stomping onto her body, and Ash ends it with a well-aimed elbow drop to Felicia’s sternum! The two Alex wrestlers, Moore and Calhira, picks her up and then unceremonially dump her out of the ring over the top rope. Felicia flops onto the safety mats outside and lays on them prone.*
Xavier: “Hah, she got what she deserved!”
Greg: “Hopefully next time she’ll know not to do that before a match again.”
*This brief act of comradery ends almost as suddenly as it began when Moore and Calhira throw punches at each other as soon as they look at each other, and Desmond turns to kick Floyd squarely on the belly! Ash, the odd bird out in the ring, simply and wisely steps back as the four others start to beat the crap out of each other. Desmond lays in a hard punch to knock Floyd down and then Ash moves in for the strike, planting her feet onto Desmond’s back with a dropkick. Desmond stumbles forward from impact and his body throws itself over the top ropes and lands onto Felicia just as she’s raising herself up to all fours!*
Raph: “Hah! Felicia’s bad luck continues!”
*The white-furred cougar Moore kicks the meerkat Calhira squarely on the abs, forcing Calhira to stumble backwards onto one of the ring corners. Moore grabs him quickly and rolls backwards to monkey-flip him, but it (sorta) backfires as though Calhira flies in the air, he still has the presence of mind and the luck of timing as his legs suddenly clasp around Floyd Boy Roy’s head in a scissors as he descends, flipping Floyd onto the mat with an impromptu hurricanrana!*
Greg: “Smart thinking by Alex there!”
Raph: “Which Alex, the meerkat or the cougar?” *grins*
Greg: “.... We’ll just refer to them by last names from now on.”
*The narrator already had the right idea! Meanwhile the cardinal Ash leaps into the fray with a dropkick squarely onto Moore’s body as soon as he got up from the monkey-flip, and she quickly crawls to him to grab and hook one of his legs in a pin.*
*One… two…*
*But Calhira darts in with a stomp onto Ash’s back, stopping the count! Snarling, he grabs Ash’s head to haul her back up to her feet, but Ash suddenly grabs his head in return and drops to her knees to counter with a jaw-breaker! Calhira yelps and staggers a few steps backwards and rubbing his chin, giving Ash enough time to stand up and run to the ropes, springing back toward Calhira from them to prepare for a clothesline. Calhira recovers quickly however and he leaps with a more beautiful-looking dropkick, smashing his feet right onto Ash’s beak as they collide!*
Xavier: “Ooooh, what a hit!”
Raph: “You guys see how Ash’s head just snapped back from that? Yeesh.”
*Meanwhile outside of the ring, Desmond and Felicia are both standing up and trading punches at each other. Although the camera is clearly focusing on them, the referee isn’t and Felicia takes advantage by blatantly kicking Desmond right between his legs! With Desmond falling to his knees with a grimace on his face, Felicia tauntingly slaps him hard on the cheek and then grabs one of the fox’s large ears to pull him back to his feet. With a loud scream, she forcefully Irish-whips him right onto the nearest corner steel post, and Desmond yelps in pain, clutching his nose as he collapses from the impact! Felicia laughs loudly upon seeing blood dripping through the gaps between Desmond’s fingers and then looked back into the ring. With everyone in the ring focusing on themselves, Felicia climbs onto the ring apron with plans for another sneak attack, but Desmond recovers quickly and growling, he rushes back to her and grabs one of her legs to stall her. Felicia grabs onto the ropes to keep her balance as she protests angrily, but Desmond suddenly positions himself between her legs and grabs both of them, pulling them so hard that Felicia yelps as she loses her grip on the ropes and goes straight down backfirst onto the safety mats outside the ring due to the apron powerbomb!*
Xavier: “Oooooh! That’s gotta hurt!”
Raphael: “Nice revenge after she bloodied his nose like that!”
*Meanwhile back in the ring, the four other competitors are back up on their feet with Calhira pummeling harsh kicks onto Floyd’s body on a turnbuckle and Moore applying a headlock on Ash. Gritting her beak, Ash finally rears themselves to the ropes behind them and shoves Moore off of her. As Moore runs to the opposing side ropes and then back toward her, Ash leaps high in the air and smacks the white-furred cougar squarely on the chest with a beautiful corkscrew roundhouse kick! Moore’s body flips in the air and crash-lands to the mat, but while Ash moves to grab him, Desmond suddenly hops onto the ring apron and springboards off the ropes back into the ring, dropkicking the distracted Ash almost halfway across the ring!*
Xavier: “It’s so chaotic here, it’s hard to keep track on what’s going on!”
*With the kangaroo Floyd Boy Roy coughing in pain, Calhira pulls him off the corner and knocks him down with a bodyslam. The meerkat then climbs up the turnbuckles to attempt a shooting star press, but Desmond interferes by quickly climbing up the same turnbuckles and grabs him as he stands next to the surprised meerkat, their bodies facing in opposing directions.*
Greg: “Oh no, what’s going to happen here?”
*Before Calhira can react, Desmond flips backwards while keeping his firm grip on the meerkat, flipping him as well! The somersault neckbreaker lands their bodies right onto Floyd’s chest and legs, and Alex yelps loudly upon impact! As he flops off of them and rolls away, Desmond keeps his body atop the fallen kangaroo for the count....*
*One… two…. three!*
Jarissa: “Floyd Boy Roy has been eliminated!”
Xavier: “The Shiranui Kai! And now Floyd’s out of the match thanks to Desmond Conner’s quick thinking!”
Raphael: “That’s an amazing move right there, I gotta try that sometime!”
*While the referee helps Floyd roll slowly out of the ring, Alex Moore comes in to grab Desmond’s arm, hauling him to his feet and then kicks him on the stomach, forcing him to bend over. The cougar immediately grabs him in a frontal facelock and also grabs his shorts to lift him up to try a suplex, but Desmond twists his body to counter and he lands on his feet behind Moore! He grabs Moore from behind around the waist to try a suplex of his own, but the heavier cougar refuses to budge and elbows Desmond on the already-bloodied face. Desmond stumbles back in pain, right onto Ashley Pitt’s waiting claws and she quickly knocks him down with a neckbreaker! She quickly grabs one of his legs as she goes for the cover…*
*One… two….*
*Desmond kicks out! Ashley cannot believe it, staring at the referee with wide birdy eyes and she shakes her head as she stands up. She glances around to find Moore climbing up the nearest turnbuckles and she rushes in to interfere but Moore squarely kicks her on the beak, forcing her to stumble backwards. The cougar leaps off the top, successfully grabbing Ashley around the head and twists her body for a twirl-a-whirl DDT! Ashley’s skull bounces off the mat and as soon as her body lays flat on the mat, Moore hooks one of her legs…*
*One… two… three!*
Jarissa: “Ashley Pitt has been eliminated!”
Greg: “That’s two eliminated! There’s four left now!”
*Felicia slowly climbs back into the ring, and now the four remaining fighters glare at each other from their respective corners, tensing up and waiting who would make the first move. It’s Felicia who flinches first, charging straight for Moore and quickly kicks him right on the belly. Her movements trigger Calhira to make his move, grabbing Desmond in a grapple and pushes him backfirst to the ropes. Felicia hooks one of her arms between the dazed Moore’s legs and flips him in the air with a T-Bone suplex, while at the same time Calhira tries to Irishwhip Desmond but the kit fox reverses it, sending the meerkat Calhira smashing hard backfirst to the turnbuckles! With Calhira slumping against the corner, Desmond vaults over the ropes adjacent to the corner nearby to land on the ring apron and then runs directly toward the meerkat…*
Xavier: “What’s he gonna do here…?”
*Desmond leaps over the top rope from the apron, dropkicking Calhira directly onto the face! The crowd gasps in unison at the move and they see Calhira stumble forward from its impact, taking a few steps before he collapses stomach-first to the mat! Desmond senses a new opportunity and he starts climbing up the nearby turnbuckles, facing outward.*
Greg: “Looks like he’s going to do a shooting star press here!”
Xavier: “Here comes Felicia!”
*With Desmond looking outward, he doesn’t see Felicia rushing in to interfere! Felicia quickly grabs his legs as he stands on the top turnbuckle, pulling him to sit onto her shoulders. Desmond flails his arms in surprise as Felicia carries him on her shoulders as she turns around to face the ring, and with a loud yell she tosses him forward, falling to a sitting position while giving him a frontal powerbomb!*
Raphael: “Electric Chair Drop! Hah!”
*Felicia quickly flips his body over and then leans over his body for the pin, wearing a mischievous grin on her face.*
*One… two… three!*
Jarissa: “Desmond Conners has been eliminated!”
Raphael: “Half of the competitors are now out!”
*Felicia rudely shoves and kicks Desmond out of the ring, and as Desmond lands outside with a flop, the wolfess leans against the ropes and glares down at him, hurling insults and laughing. However her posturing distracts her from seeing Moore whom grabs her from behind around the waist. Felicia yelps with her eyes widened and she flails her arms to no avail as Moore literally tosses her across the ring with a Release German Suplex! Felicia rolls after her rough landing, collapsing onto the bottom ropes of the ring, and the meerkat Alex Calhira finishes off her momentum with a baseball slide, pushing Felicia under the ropes and she goes flying out of the ring and right onto the barricades!*
Xavier: “Ouch!”
Greg: “So glad to see Alex Moore still in the match, he’s having an impressive debut!”
*As soon as Calhira stands up, he turns to meet face to face with Moore. The two Alex’s of the match pose in a stand-off, the meerkat Alex glaring upwards at the cougar Alex. It quickly disintegrates into brawling as they trade punches and kicks, neither of them refusing to stumble away as they don’t even bother blocking each other’s strikes. Finally a meerkat-fist sized punches squarely across Moore’s feline cheek with enough force to provoke Moore to stumble backwards three steps, but he recovers quickly and when Calhira leaps for a dropkick, Moore merely swipes one of his arms across the meerkat’s legs, aborting the dropkick with the counter! Calhira grunts as he lands stomach-first and winces as Moore quickly grabs him by the arm to hoist him back to his feet. Moore then turns his body to prepare for his cutter finisher but Calhira suddenly pushes him away! Moore turns only for the meerkat to snap-kick right onto the skull!*
Greg: “Good lord, superkick out of nowhere!”
Xavier: “Did you see that cougar’s head snap back like that! Ouch!”
*As soon as Moore’s body collapses to mat, Calhira covers his body for a pin, hooking his leg…*
*One… two…*
Raphael: “How did he kick out from a move like that?!”
*The meerkat yelps in frustration as Moore raises his shoulder just in time, and he shakes his head as he stands up. Fuming, he roughly pulls Moore back up to stand and sends him running to the ropes with an Irish Whip, but once Moore reaches the ropes, Felicia’s there standing just on the other side of the ring and she reaches in to grab the ankles, tripping Moore’s body forward! Felicia pulls him out under the ropes, letting him flop his body on the safety mats outside of the ring, and then rudely stomps him squarely on his lower back. Felicia gives him another foot stomp for good measure and then rolls back into the ring. However she made the mistake of not looking where she was going, as once she stands up, Calhira lunges onto her, slamming a hard knee right onto his stomach. With Felicia reeling and bending over by the waist, Calhira uses his agility to single-jump onto the top nearby turnbuckles and launches himself in the air with a legdrop, landing his extended leg right across the back of Felicia’s head!*
Greg: “Ooooh Good God!”
*Calhira huffs loudly as he rolls her body over and pins her…*
“One… two… three!”
Jarissa: “Felicia Zucker has been eliminated!”
Xavier: “And now just two left… the two Alex’s!”
*Grimacing and realizing she has just lost in the match, Felicia lets out a curse and growls, rolling out of the ring. Fuming with rage, she glares back at Calhira but then her head turns to focus her attention on the cougar Moore, whom is still laying on the mats mere inches from her feet. She angrily pulls one of the safety mats out of the way to reveal the concrete floor underneath and then grabs Moore’s head, hoisting him up…*
Greg: “Oh no, what is she doing…?”
Xavier: “She’s been eliminated but she’s not done yet!”
*Felicia traps his head in between her legs and pulls his body vertically upside-down. Ignoring the protesting referee, she has a cruel smile on her face as she falls back to the floor in a sitting position, slamming Moore’s head to the exposed floor with a nasty piledriver!*
Greg: “Good God!”
*Felicia basks in the loud booing from the crowd, even taunting them as the damage was done, and she hoists the nearly-unconscious Moore up and rolls him back into the ring. She continues to curse and taunt the crowd as she walks up the ramp to make her exit, and Calhira just stares at the fallen cougar as Moore lays prone to the mat, breathing heavily. However he is an opportunist, and he grabs his arms to haul him to a spot nearer to one of the turnbuckles and then starts climbing to the top of the corner. After suffering a superkick and then a piledriver to the concrete, Moore is simply too dazed to counter as Calhira leaps with a 450 Splash, landing right onto Moore and covers for the pin!*
*One…. Two… three!*
*DING DING!*
Jarissa: “And the winner of this match…. Alex Calhira!”
Xavier: “And Alex Calhira wins after a hard fought match!”
Raphael: “Heh…. if Felicia didn’t attack the cougar like that, this match might still be going on!”
Xavier: “So you don’t think Calhira’s victory is deserved?”
Raphael: “I’m just saying, he won it rather cheaply….”
*Regardless of how it happened, Alex Calhira poses above the other Alex’s body victoriously, and then he walks to the ropes closest to the announcer desk, glaring down at Raphael Hall. He speaks several words that the microphones don’t pick up, and then he poses to the rest of the crowd, patting himself hard on his chest and taking in the cheers.*
WINNER: ALEX CALHIRA
Greg: “It has been a great match despite Felicia’s actions, and thank you very much for joining us, Mr. Hall.”
Raphael: “Pleasure’s all mine, it’s been fun sitting with you guys.”
*After the camera catches him shaking hands with the announcers Greg and Xavier, the screen then goes to commercial*
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*Deepsky’s ‘Real Dream’ suddenly plays after a few seconds of silence, and the FCW logo appears on the center of the screen. An action montage of FCW wrestlers executing their moves follow and then finally there’s a live shot of the cheering crowd surrounding the FCW ring. The announcers Greg and Xavier appear behind their table as they face the screen, dressed in their business suits. The armadillo Greg speaks first.*
Greg: “Welcome everybody near and far to Furry Championship Wrestling! We are here live at The FCW Den, my name is Greg Gordon!”
Xavier: “And I’m The Sensational Xavier Rorehall!” *the greyhound poses with both his thumbs pointing at himself*
Greg: “At our previous episode, the match-ups for The Gauntlet has finally been determined but of course thanks to Ryden McClure and a newcomer, the tiger Malachi Wilkens, it has not been set without controversy!”
Xavier: “In the main event to determine the very last spot in the Gauntlet, Malachi Wilkens interfered for apparently no reason and attacked Langdon Smith, which led to Charles Wolf to climb the ladder and grab the briefcase. We don’t know yet if this Wilkens guy is in cahoots with Charles Wolf, but he did say that Wolf has a debt to pay. Exactly what kind of debt he has to pay, we will hopefully know soon enough.”
Greg: “What we do know now is that The Gauntlet will start with J.T. Starr against Eiji Igarashi, and then Ryden McClure against Charles Wolf, and the winner of those matches will be facing each other for the shot at the Gauntlet Final against Kova Lewdko. The winner of that match will be crowned FCW’s very first Elite champion!”
Xavier: “Tonight, we will have matches with a lot of debuting talent, and our main event will have... well I don't have exact word on what it will it be yet..."
*The screen switches to the ring to show six people warming up in the ring: Alex Calhira, Ash Pitt, Alex Moore, Floyd Boy Roy, Desmond Conners, and Felicia Zucker. They glare at each other while the poor gecko referee stands in the center of the ring, knowing this will descend into chaos very soon.*
Greg: “We already have competitors in the ring ready for our first match, which is a Survival Rules match between six wrestlers, and--”
*Kamelot’s ‘Feast For the Vain’ interrupts the armadillo announcer and all six wrestlers in the ring turn their attention towards the entrance ramp. Alex Calhira especially fumes and he leans up against the ropes, grabbing onto them tightly as he growls, watching the fire salamander Raphael Hall walk down the ramp. Raphael slap paws with the front row fans as he approaches the ring, and only acknowledges a nod to Calhira once he reaches ringside.*
Greg: “Alex Calhira certainly doesn’t want him here but it looks like he’s inviting himself to the announcing booth here…”
*Raphael stops by the announce table and both Greg and Xavier stand up to shake paws with him before Raphael grabs a headset to put on and then sits down with them.*
Xavier: “Good to see you here with us!”
Greg: “What are you doing here, anyway?”
Raphael: “Oh I wanted to see this match and this is by far the best seat in the house!”
Xavier: “But your former ‘partner’ Alex Calhira is in the ring and he doesn’t seem to like your presence here.”
Raphael: “If he’s still angry about what happened between us and the Yin Yang felines, that’s his own problem. I’ve moved on and so should he.”
Greg: “Have you seriously moved on? He did say that there’s unfinished business between you two.”
*Raphael only shrugs and finally the screen changes to show the ring and the competitors within as the ring announcer Jarissa starts her spiel off-screen.*
Jarissa: “The opening match for tonight is an Elimination Rules match! Introducing first, weighing in at 210 pounds and making his debut in FCW… Alex ‘Feral’ Moore!”
*The tall 6’4” white cougar climbs up the turnbuckles and poses for the crowd, sporting a vest and a cowboy hat which he promptly takes off after he hops off the corner to land back on his feet.*
Jarissa: “Introducing second and also making his debut in FCW, weighing in at 154 pounds, he is… Desmond Conners!”
*The kit fox nods and raises one of his fists in the air to acknowledge the crowd for a brief moment before he readies himself again and looks on at his opponents.*
Jarissa: “Introducing third and also making her debut in Furry Championship Wrestling… weighing in at 160 pounds, Felicia Zuc--”
*The camera switches to the wolf Felicia as she suddenly rolls out of the ring and grabs the microphone rudely out of Jarissa’s paw! The female wolf pats on the microphone several times roughly and then grins, looking back at her opponents in the ring*
Felicia: “Hey! I don’t need an introduction but for any one of you living under a rock, my name is Felicia Zucker, and I’m the future FCW Elite Champion! But instead of getting a grand entrance that I deserve, I’m here stuck with a shitty introduction in a match which I’m clearly going to be the winner! Now then, just get the rest of the introductions done and get this match over with, I got bigger things to do.”
*Felicia throws the microphone back at Jarissa and then slides back into the ring. She poses and taunts at the crowd, ignoring the fact that all of her opponents are now glaring at her.*
Jarissa: *huffs* “... And their opponent, making his FCW debut and weighing in at 172 pounds, Floyd Boy Roy!”
*The red kangaroo hops onto the bottom ropes and poses with his arms up. Some of the crowd laughs at his bleach blonde mullet and very horrible-looking wrestling attire of neon green and patched checkered sections.*
Jarissa: “And weighing in at 175 pounds… Ash Pitt!”
*The red cardinal raises one of her fists in a pose for the crowd, wearing blue overalls that are torn in a few places and a band shirt along with a black and white headband! The camera finally then centers on the last competitor to be introduced, and the meerkat Alex climbs up one of the corners to pose with both his fists raised in the air as the crowd cheers!*
Jarissa: “And finally, weighing in at 142 pounds… Alex Calhira!”
Greg: “Raph, what do you think is your former tag partner’s chances to win in this match?”
Raphael: “Well I think Alex’s chances are good, but there’s a big number of these people in their first time in Furry Championship Wrestling, and it’s hard to tell who’s going to win when we don’t know how good or bad these people are.”
Xavier: “I know one person who might not win tonight… and that’s Felicia. Look at how everyone’s in the ring glaring at her!”
Greg: “Not a good idea to have such a huge ego and insulting your opponents right before a match… especially when you can be outnumbered!”
Raph: “Well hey, wouldn’t it be interesting if she can fight all of them back at once?”
*DING DING!*
*Felicia quickly finds out the hard way on not to antagonize all of her opponents before a match even begins as she notices all five of them frowning and glaring toward her. She tries to escape through the ropes as they suddenly charge to her, but Moore catches her first, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and throws her down to the mat. The punkish wolfess yelps in pain as all five of her opponents start stomping onto her body, and Ash ends it with a well-aimed elbow drop to Felicia’s sternum! The two Alex wrestlers, Moore and Calhira, picks her up and then unceremonially dump her out of the ring over the top rope. Felicia flops onto the safety mats outside and lays on them prone.*
Xavier: “Hah, she got what she deserved!”
Greg: “Hopefully next time she’ll know not to do that before a match again.”
*This brief act of comradery ends almost as suddenly as it began when Moore and Calhira throw punches at each other as soon as they look at each other, and Desmond turns to kick Floyd squarely on the belly! Ash, the odd bird out in the ring, simply and wisely steps back as the four others start to beat the crap out of each other. Desmond lays in a hard punch to knock Floyd down and then Ash moves in for the strike, planting her feet onto Desmond’s back with a dropkick. Desmond stumbles forward from impact and his body throws itself over the top ropes and lands onto Felicia just as she’s raising herself up to all fours!*
Raph: “Hah! Felicia’s bad luck continues!”
*The white-furred cougar Moore kicks the meerkat Calhira squarely on the abs, forcing Calhira to stumble backwards onto one of the ring corners. Moore grabs him quickly and rolls backwards to monkey-flip him, but it (sorta) backfires as though Calhira flies in the air, he still has the presence of mind and the luck of timing as his legs suddenly clasp around Floyd Boy Roy’s head in a scissors as he descends, flipping Floyd onto the mat with an impromptu hurricanrana!*
Greg: “Smart thinking by Alex there!”
Raph: “Which Alex, the meerkat or the cougar?” *grins*
Greg: “.... We’ll just refer to them by last names from now on.”
*The narrator already had the right idea! Meanwhile the cardinal Ash leaps into the fray with a dropkick squarely onto Moore’s body as soon as he got up from the monkey-flip, and she quickly crawls to him to grab and hook one of his legs in a pin.*
*One… two…*
*But Calhira darts in with a stomp onto Ash’s back, stopping the count! Snarling, he grabs Ash’s head to haul her back up to her feet, but Ash suddenly grabs his head in return and drops to her knees to counter with a jaw-breaker! Calhira yelps and staggers a few steps backwards and rubbing his chin, giving Ash enough time to stand up and run to the ropes, springing back toward Calhira from them to prepare for a clothesline. Calhira recovers quickly however and he leaps with a more beautiful-looking dropkick, smashing his feet right onto Ash’s beak as they collide!*
Xavier: “Ooooh, what a hit!”
Raph: “You guys see how Ash’s head just snapped back from that? Yeesh.”
*Meanwhile outside of the ring, Desmond and Felicia are both standing up and trading punches at each other. Although the camera is clearly focusing on them, the referee isn’t and Felicia takes advantage by blatantly kicking Desmond right between his legs! With Desmond falling to his knees with a grimace on his face, Felicia tauntingly slaps him hard on the cheek and then grabs one of the fox’s large ears to pull him back to his feet. With a loud scream, she forcefully Irish-whips him right onto the nearest corner steel post, and Desmond yelps in pain, clutching his nose as he collapses from the impact! Felicia laughs loudly upon seeing blood dripping through the gaps between Desmond’s fingers and then looked back into the ring. With everyone in the ring focusing on themselves, Felicia climbs onto the ring apron with plans for another sneak attack, but Desmond recovers quickly and growling, he rushes back to her and grabs one of her legs to stall her. Felicia grabs onto the ropes to keep her balance as she protests angrily, but Desmond suddenly positions himself between her legs and grabs both of them, pulling them so hard that Felicia yelps as she loses her grip on the ropes and goes straight down backfirst onto the safety mats outside the ring due to the apron powerbomb!*
Xavier: “Oooooh! That’s gotta hurt!”
Raphael: “Nice revenge after she bloodied his nose like that!”
*Meanwhile back in the ring, the four other competitors are back up on their feet with Calhira pummeling harsh kicks onto Floyd’s body on a turnbuckle and Moore applying a headlock on Ash. Gritting her beak, Ash finally rears themselves to the ropes behind them and shoves Moore off of her. As Moore runs to the opposing side ropes and then back toward her, Ash leaps high in the air and smacks the white-furred cougar squarely on the chest with a beautiful corkscrew roundhouse kick! Moore’s body flips in the air and crash-lands to the mat, but while Ash moves to grab him, Desmond suddenly hops onto the ring apron and springboards off the ropes back into the ring, dropkicking the distracted Ash almost halfway across the ring!*
Xavier: “It’s so chaotic here, it’s hard to keep track on what’s going on!”
*With the kangaroo Floyd Boy Roy coughing in pain, Calhira pulls him off the corner and knocks him down with a bodyslam. The meerkat then climbs up the turnbuckles to attempt a shooting star press, but Desmond interferes by quickly climbing up the same turnbuckles and grabs him as he stands next to the surprised meerkat, their bodies facing in opposing directions.*
Greg: “Oh no, what’s going to happen here?”
*Before Calhira can react, Desmond flips backwards while keeping his firm grip on the meerkat, flipping him as well! The somersault neckbreaker lands their bodies right onto Floyd’s chest and legs, and Alex yelps loudly upon impact! As he flops off of them and rolls away, Desmond keeps his body atop the fallen kangaroo for the count....*
*One… two…. three!*
Jarissa: “Floyd Boy Roy has been eliminated!”
Xavier: “The Shiranui Kai! And now Floyd’s out of the match thanks to Desmond Conner’s quick thinking!”
Raphael: “That’s an amazing move right there, I gotta try that sometime!”
*While the referee helps Floyd roll slowly out of the ring, Alex Moore comes in to grab Desmond’s arm, hauling him to his feet and then kicks him on the stomach, forcing him to bend over. The cougar immediately grabs him in a frontal facelock and also grabs his shorts to lift him up to try a suplex, but Desmond twists his body to counter and he lands on his feet behind Moore! He grabs Moore from behind around the waist to try a suplex of his own, but the heavier cougar refuses to budge and elbows Desmond on the already-bloodied face. Desmond stumbles back in pain, right onto Ashley Pitt’s waiting claws and she quickly knocks him down with a neckbreaker! She quickly grabs one of his legs as she goes for the cover…*
*One… two….*
*Desmond kicks out! Ashley cannot believe it, staring at the referee with wide birdy eyes and she shakes her head as she stands up. She glances around to find Moore climbing up the nearest turnbuckles and she rushes in to interfere but Moore squarely kicks her on the beak, forcing her to stumble backwards. The cougar leaps off the top, successfully grabbing Ashley around the head and twists her body for a twirl-a-whirl DDT! Ashley’s skull bounces off the mat and as soon as her body lays flat on the mat, Moore hooks one of her legs…*
*One… two… three!*
Jarissa: “Ashley Pitt has been eliminated!”
Greg: “That’s two eliminated! There’s four left now!”
*Felicia slowly climbs back into the ring, and now the four remaining fighters glare at each other from their respective corners, tensing up and waiting who would make the first move. It’s Felicia who flinches first, charging straight for Moore and quickly kicks him right on the belly. Her movements trigger Calhira to make his move, grabbing Desmond in a grapple and pushes him backfirst to the ropes. Felicia hooks one of her arms between the dazed Moore’s legs and flips him in the air with a T-Bone suplex, while at the same time Calhira tries to Irishwhip Desmond but the kit fox reverses it, sending the meerkat Calhira smashing hard backfirst to the turnbuckles! With Calhira slumping against the corner, Desmond vaults over the ropes adjacent to the corner nearby to land on the ring apron and then runs directly toward the meerkat…*
Xavier: “What’s he gonna do here…?”
*Desmond leaps over the top rope from the apron, dropkicking Calhira directly onto the face! The crowd gasps in unison at the move and they see Calhira stumble forward from its impact, taking a few steps before he collapses stomach-first to the mat! Desmond senses a new opportunity and he starts climbing up the nearby turnbuckles, facing outward.*
Greg: “Looks like he’s going to do a shooting star press here!”
Xavier: “Here comes Felicia!”
*With Desmond looking outward, he doesn’t see Felicia rushing in to interfere! Felicia quickly grabs his legs as he stands on the top turnbuckle, pulling him to sit onto her shoulders. Desmond flails his arms in surprise as Felicia carries him on her shoulders as she turns around to face the ring, and with a loud yell she tosses him forward, falling to a sitting position while giving him a frontal powerbomb!*
Raphael: “Electric Chair Drop! Hah!”
*Felicia quickly flips his body over and then leans over his body for the pin, wearing a mischievous grin on her face.*
*One… two… three!*
Jarissa: “Desmond Conners has been eliminated!”
Raphael: “Half of the competitors are now out!”
*Felicia rudely shoves and kicks Desmond out of the ring, and as Desmond lands outside with a flop, the wolfess leans against the ropes and glares down at him, hurling insults and laughing. However her posturing distracts her from seeing Moore whom grabs her from behind around the waist. Felicia yelps with her eyes widened and she flails her arms to no avail as Moore literally tosses her across the ring with a Release German Suplex! Felicia rolls after her rough landing, collapsing onto the bottom ropes of the ring, and the meerkat Alex Calhira finishes off her momentum with a baseball slide, pushing Felicia under the ropes and she goes flying out of the ring and right onto the barricades!*
Xavier: “Ouch!”
Greg: “So glad to see Alex Moore still in the match, he’s having an impressive debut!”
*As soon as Calhira stands up, he turns to meet face to face with Moore. The two Alex’s of the match pose in a stand-off, the meerkat Alex glaring upwards at the cougar Alex. It quickly disintegrates into brawling as they trade punches and kicks, neither of them refusing to stumble away as they don’t even bother blocking each other’s strikes. Finally a meerkat-fist sized punches squarely across Moore’s feline cheek with enough force to provoke Moore to stumble backwards three steps, but he recovers quickly and when Calhira leaps for a dropkick, Moore merely swipes one of his arms across the meerkat’s legs, aborting the dropkick with the counter! Calhira grunts as he lands stomach-first and winces as Moore quickly grabs him by the arm to hoist him back to his feet. Moore then turns his body to prepare for his cutter finisher but Calhira suddenly pushes him away! Moore turns only for the meerkat to snap-kick right onto the skull!*
Greg: “Good lord, superkick out of nowhere!”
Xavier: “Did you see that cougar’s head snap back like that! Ouch!”
*As soon as Moore’s body collapses to mat, Calhira covers his body for a pin, hooking his leg…*
*One… two…*
Raphael: “How did he kick out from a move like that?!”
*The meerkat yelps in frustration as Moore raises his shoulder just in time, and he shakes his head as he stands up. Fuming, he roughly pulls Moore back up to stand and sends him running to the ropes with an Irish Whip, but once Moore reaches the ropes, Felicia’s there standing just on the other side of the ring and she reaches in to grab the ankles, tripping Moore’s body forward! Felicia pulls him out under the ropes, letting him flop his body on the safety mats outside of the ring, and then rudely stomps him squarely on his lower back. Felicia gives him another foot stomp for good measure and then rolls back into the ring. However she made the mistake of not looking where she was going, as once she stands up, Calhira lunges onto her, slamming a hard knee right onto his stomach. With Felicia reeling and bending over by the waist, Calhira uses his agility to single-jump onto the top nearby turnbuckles and launches himself in the air with a legdrop, landing his extended leg right across the back of Felicia’s head!*
Greg: “Ooooh Good God!”
*Calhira huffs loudly as he rolls her body over and pins her…*
“One… two… three!”
Jarissa: “Felicia Zucker has been eliminated!”
Xavier: “And now just two left… the two Alex’s!”
*Grimacing and realizing she has just lost in the match, Felicia lets out a curse and growls, rolling out of the ring. Fuming with rage, she glares back at Calhira but then her head turns to focus her attention on the cougar Moore, whom is still laying on the mats mere inches from her feet. She angrily pulls one of the safety mats out of the way to reveal the concrete floor underneath and then grabs Moore’s head, hoisting him up…*
Greg: “Oh no, what is she doing…?”
Xavier: “She’s been eliminated but she’s not done yet!”
*Felicia traps his head in between her legs and pulls his body vertically upside-down. Ignoring the protesting referee, she has a cruel smile on her face as she falls back to the floor in a sitting position, slamming Moore’s head to the exposed floor with a nasty piledriver!*
Greg: “Good God!”
*Felicia basks in the loud booing from the crowd, even taunting them as the damage was done, and she hoists the nearly-unconscious Moore up and rolls him back into the ring. She continues to curse and taunt the crowd as she walks up the ramp to make her exit, and Calhira just stares at the fallen cougar as Moore lays prone to the mat, breathing heavily. However he is an opportunist, and he grabs his arms to haul him to a spot nearer to one of the turnbuckles and then starts climbing to the top of the corner. After suffering a superkick and then a piledriver to the concrete, Moore is simply too dazed to counter as Calhira leaps with a 450 Splash, landing right onto Moore and covers for the pin!*
*One…. Two… three!*
*DING DING!*
Jarissa: “And the winner of this match…. Alex Calhira!”
Xavier: “And Alex Calhira wins after a hard fought match!”
Raphael: “Heh…. if Felicia didn’t attack the cougar like that, this match might still be going on!”
Xavier: “So you don’t think Calhira’s victory is deserved?”
Raphael: “I’m just saying, he won it rather cheaply….”
*Regardless of how it happened, Alex Calhira poses above the other Alex’s body victoriously, and then he walks to the ropes closest to the announcer desk, glaring down at Raphael Hall. He speaks several words that the microphones don’t pick up, and then he poses to the rest of the crowd, patting himself hard on his chest and taking in the cheers.*
WINNER: ALEX CALHIRA
Greg: “It has been a great match despite Felicia’s actions, and thank you very much for joining us, Mr. Hall.”
Raphael: “Pleasure’s all mine, it’s been fun sitting with you guys.”
*After the camera catches him shaking hands with the announcers Greg and Xavier, the screen then goes to commercial*
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