FALLOUT XV | November 11th, 2021 : Golden Society Results

REMI SKYFIRE vs RAPTURE
EXPLANATION: Remi proved that last show’s loss was a fluke, by tearing Rapture to bits. Without even letting him get any offense in, Skyfire unleashed a fury of forearms, elbows, and kicks...before blasting Rapture with the ‘Sex Pistol’ (The Magnum) for the easy win.
WINNER: Remi Skyfire by Pinfall (4:01)



ALYSSA GRACE vs GUY
Alyssa came into this match, already being a familiar face in the Indie Fed scene...but a little unfamiliar to some Project: Honor faithful. But, the fiery redhead quickly made herself known as she whipped Guy back and forth like he was a chew-toy. Finally, when she was done introducing herself to Guy and the PH crowd, she blasted him with a “Sleeping With The Stars” (Gory Neckbreaker) and quickly covered him for the victory.
WINNER: Alyssa Grace by Pinfall (3:25)



The scene opens up in the back, in a large room. Red and gold balloons float everywhere, while tables are laid out with food and drink galore. Standing in the middle of the room are the members of True Society: Arik Holt, Havoc, Slade Castle, Valkyrie, Graham Baker, and Lesley Adora (Havoc, has his Prime Championship Title over his shoulder...Slade has his Noble Championship Title around his waist...and Valkyrie has her blood covered Ascension Title in her free hand). All of them are holding glasses of varying sizes, with different types of drink in each, with Valkyrie herself holding a drinking horn of something that seems offensive smelling to Adora as he occasionally turns up his nose to it and gives Valkyrie a look of arrogance.

ARIK HOLT: As we stand here, we must praise the actions of three of our Society...for what they did at Bloodbath. First, Havoc...our NEW Prime Champion.

Arik turns to the Nightmare King.

ARIK HOLT: You have had your ups and your downs on Fallout, from winning the Zookeeper Match, to losing your Handicap Match...to now standing up and showing us what a REAL Nightmare looks like by stomping onto the neck of that pissant Jason Long and rightfully taking something that has eluded you. While Christian DeMarco was too scared to unleash you upon Jason and the rest of Fallout...I wanted to see you shine. I wanted to see you tear your way to the top and in your FIRST shot at it...you did just that.

He raises his flute of champagne to Havoc.

ARIK HOLT: So congratulations to OUR Prime Champion, HAVOC!

Everyone raises their cups, then takes a drink.

ARIK HOLT: Next...our Noble Champion, Slade Castle

As Arik turns, everyone else turns to look at Slade.

ARIK HOLT: When Pyro went down like a piece of stepped on origami, many had wondered if there was a curse on the Noble Championship Title. Five previous holders and not ONE successful title defense. Kayla Richards cheated to keep the title over Jason, before losing it to Pixie. Pixie lost it in some fucked up Game Show games, to Savannah. Savannah barely had time to let the company make a nameplate for her title, before losing it to Jason. Jason had it ripped from his hands, even though we know he would have lost it anyway. Then Pyro wins and gets...well...a little bent out of shape, before having to vacate the title. But you Slade? The Slayer of the Street will NOT give in so easily. Curse? No match for True Society. FUCK the curse.

Holt points at Castle with his drink.

ARIK HOLT: You are going to make a mockery of all who challenge you. You took on Ellie Quinn, the LAST KingdomPro Atlantic Champion...AND Savannah Sunshine, a former Noble Champion herself...and made them SCREAM your name. I’m not sure how many people in this room can say they have made two women scream their name out at almost the same time.

Adora cracks a smile and wants to raise his hand, but does not.

ARIK HOLT: So congratulations to OUR Noble Champion!

Another round of lifting their drinks to the sky and then taking a swig.

ARIK HOLT: And last but CERTAINLY not least...THE LONGEST REIGNING ASCENSION CHAMPION IN FALLOUT HISTORY...the MOST defended title in Project: Honor history...and the baddest bitch in wrestling today...OUR Ascension Champion…

Everyone turns their attention to the only female in the room.

ARIK HOLT: Valkyrie!

The Fallout GM lifts his glass towards her.

ARIK HOLT: You are going to continue your Ascension Division dominance and after this weekend, you and Slade will be DOUBLE Champions. But they all need to realize that even without the Slayer beside you...you are dangerous, you are chaos, you...are...death! Send them ALL to Valhalla!

Arik doesn’t even wait for anyone else as he downs the rest of his drink. As the rest of them take a swig, Arik smashes his glasses on the ground and smirks.

ARIK HOLT: Tonight we continue our Fallout domination. Sunday we continue our Project: Honor domination. If there are still fools who do not fear us, they would soon learn the error in their ways...this I promise you. So let’s enjoy the moment, before we have to turn the heat back on.

Lesley, Valkyrie, Slade, and Graham walk towards the food table, but Arik steps in front of Havoc before he could follow. The leader of True Society whispers to the Prime Champ.

ARIK HOLT: Listen, Havoc...I have a task for you tonight. Remember what we were talking about?

HAVOC: Oh, I remember.

ARIK HOLT: Excellent. So if things start going south in the match later tonight, I want you to go through with it.

Havoc adjusts the Prime Championship Title on his shoulder

HAVOC: Consider it done.

Arik smirks as he pats Havoc on the shoulder.

ARIK HOLT: Splendid. Now let’s go eat. We can’t continue dominance on an empty stomach, now can we?

Both men turn and walk towards the buffet table, the scene slowly fade to black.




Our television screen fades to show a live shot of fans outside of the United Supermarkets Arena in Lubbock, TX. Fans can be seen holding up signs as the camera zooms into the ones waiting in line.



Fallout’s new theme music for Season Three, ‘Too Far Gone’ by Villain Of The Story, cuts through the silence as we see the fans pouring into the entrances.



#You wanna point the blame
For all your suffering
But do you really think your hands are clean?

The shot of a display with replica Fallout Championship titles, shining brightly in a large locked glass case.

#You wanna criticize
The broken part of me
But do you think that it'll ease your pain?

Above the Prime Championship Title is a large picture of Havoc. The small photo frame next to it, holds a picture of the moment Havoc made Julius Fairweather tap out at Bloodbath.

#Destruction inside
What's left is fading away

Above the Noble Championship is a large picture of Slade Castle, with a smaller picture of Slade holding Savannah Sunshine in the ‘Lights Out’ while she has Ellie Quinn in the ‘Candy Crush’.

#Deception & lies
I know you're going insane

Above the Ascension Championship Title is a picture of Valkyrie. The small picture below it has a photo of Valkyrie hitting Angelo Caito with a MJOLNIR, sending him over the railing of the boat during the Tara Fenix Charity Cruise.

#Now I don't know where you went wrong

Flash to a new image of Syndicate with the Project: Honor Legacy Championship.

#But it's clear that you're too far gone

Flash to a new image of Julius Fairweather holding both of the Project: Honor Tag Team Championship Titles.

#You've been fighting on the wrong side
If you'd only open your eyes you'll find!

Flash to an image of Earl Boyde holding the Project: Honor Gatekeeper Championship.

#There's no way out for you now that you're
Too far gone

We get a small clip of our first dark match with Alyssa playing cat-and-mouse games with Guy.

#Don't try to drag me with you into the flames

A second dark match flip shows Remi unloading combos onto the broken mask of Rapture.

#Don't wanna hear you running your mouth
You're so loud always talking all about yourself

Cut to an image of the first live match of the show. Jason Long stands menacingly with his back to Noah Hope.

#I'm not another you can take for granted
So stop acting like you have an advantage

Move to the next match and we see Billy Bennett standing next to Thanatos. On the other side of the screen is Syndicate, with his Project: Honor Legacy Championship...and Ellie Quinn, with her KingdomPro Atlantic Championship.

#And how it's been so hard being the victim
When it comes to attention you've got an addiction

Next up, the third match of the night and we see Valkyrie holding her blood-covered Ascension Title above her head in the middle of the screen. Cain Sinclair, Latoya Hixx, and Nick Danger standing behind her, looking up at her title.

#You're just another disgrace
You'll never be the same

Finally the Main Event image. Savannah Sunshine is seen reaching her arm around her brother, Asher, but he pushes her away. The bright smile on her face turns into a frown as she side-steps away from him.

#Now I don't know where you went wrong
But it's clear that you're too far gone

The Main Event image fades out to the words ‘14 DAYS UNTIL THE PURGE’

#You've been fighting on the wrong side
If you'd only open your eyes you'll find

The words fade out to a new set of words: ‘EPISODE XV: GOLDEN SOCIETY’

#There's no way out for you now that you're
Too far gone

The music stops dead as the Fallout logo replaces the words.









Noah Hope is the first one in the ring. His music playing, him in his ring attire, and a microphone in his hand.

NOAH HOPE: "Wow. I get to face Jason Freaking Long! I mean this guy was a main eventer! A former Prime Champion! He main evented Night Of Honor as well! Now, I know you've been down since Bloodbath when you lost the Prime Championship to Havoc, but don't worry! Just be happy you survived! Because sometimes all you have to do is survive, just like me! And that is better than-"

The speakers let out the beginning synth beats of "Kingslayer" by Bring Me The Horizon and BABYMETAL erupts through the PA System as the lights shine a purple hue around the arena, the fans within the arena rain down with cheers with the lights shining down now with a purple hue and the one singular white spotlight continuing to shine down onto the entrance curtain. Soon, the entrance curtain pulls back, and out steps Jason Long -- no smile on his face as he has not been in the best of mood since Bloodbath. Flames shoot up each side of The King as raises his leg and slam his foot down to the metal floor, setting off the large explosion of pyrotechnics behind him and allowing the crowd to enjoy the view.

CLARA OLSON: And his opponent... wrestling out of Wexford Town, County Wexford, Ireland and weighing in tonight at one hundred and ninety-five pounds... HE IS THE BEST BOUT MACHINE... JAAAAASSSSSONNNNNNN LOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!

He takes off his black leather jacket and tosses it to the ground. He then runs down the ramp and slides into the ring and spears Noah Hope out of the ring as the two fall out of the ring. Jason immediately grabs Noah and slams his head off the announcers table. He shakes his head and slams his head off the table again. An emotionless stare then appears on his face before he grabs Noah's head and slams it repeatedly off the announcers table over and over and over again.

Jason finally pushes Noah back, revealing the busted up face, blood falling down his face as Jason shakes his head before ripping into his hair before grabbing Noah and tossing him into the ring post face first. He then walks over to the announcers table, leaning his head down some before slamming his hands on the table. He turns around and hurries over to Noah before tossing him into the ring. Jason slides in under the bottom rope and stalks Noah in the corner. He grabs the ropes, he stares directly at Noah and his head, he's ready to kick his skull off. Jason is ready, he's about to go…. until the lighting in the arena starts to flicker. The tron goes to static as it catches Jason's attention, to which a figure appears on the titantron: dressed in all black, face covered in a black mask.

??: "Jaaaaaasssooon…… Jaaaaaaaaassssooonnn…… JAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSOOOOOOON!"

The figure disappears and the lights come back to normal. Jason stares at the titantron, but doesn't see Noah Hope get up and sneak up behind Jason and quickly hooks him and nails him with The Last Hope (Unprettier), dazing Jason. He quickly rolls Jason up for the one...two… and… THREE! NOAH HOPE JUST BEAT JASON LONG! Noah rolls out of the ring as Jason is beside himself as Noah not only survived, but won!

CLARA OLSON: And your winner...NOOOOAAAHHHH...HOOOOPPPEEE!!!











We cut back to the inside of the Climate Pledge Arena, where we see the the ring's canvas now covered by roll-out red carpeting. Black-and-white balloons are attached to each of the four ringposts, and standing in the center of it all, we see none other than JJ Kline, the personal agent and friend of the Los Angeles Outlaw and new Legacy Champion, Syndicate. Wearing a crisp blue suit and black tie, the ever-dapper businessman grins from ear to ear as Clara Olson reads off his name through the arena's PA system.

CLARA OLSON: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, a man that would like to be introduced as "special representative of the Legacy Champion"...JJ Kline!

As JJ extends his arms outward in a "welcoming" gesture, the audience barely acknowledges his presence - after all, this is the first time we've seen him in a Project: Honor ring thus far. He raises a microphone to his lips, smiles, and speaks to the crowd.

JJ KLINE: Thank you so much for that warm reception, Seattle - it's an absolute pleasure to be here. In a few minutes, you're going to see a supremely athletic being, unlike anyone you've ever seen before, perform in this ring for your enjoyment and entertainment, but before that happens, we must acknowledge what brought us to this point. Because this isn't just a normal match, and we're certainly not talking about your average wrestler, no - we're talkin' about the in-ring re-debut of the NEW Project: Honor Legacy Champion.

It doesn't take a genius to figure out who Kline is referring to, and the Seattle faithful certainly pick up on this as well, their disapproval becoming louder with each passing word.

JJ KLINE: This is a man that's broken down the walls of this company from the inside. A man that doesn't care about preconceived notions or precedents or history. Someone that isn't afraid to ruffle a few feathers on his way to immortality. You'll all be lucky enough to see him in an honest-to-god wrestling match tonight, but earlier tonight, I realized that a match simply would not suffice for the kind of personality we're talking about here. So, for the benefit of all of you here in Seattle, and the BILLIONS watching at home, I successfully lobbied Arik Holt to allow us to have a celebration for the new Legacy Champion.

As the crowd continues to boo JJ Kline's speech, the agent gestures over to the stage.

JJ KLINE: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you...hailing from the City of Angels...he is the Los Angeles Outlaw and YOURRRRRR Project: Honor Legacy Champion...SYYYYYNNNNNNDICATEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

FANS: BOOOOOOOO!!!

The sound of television static flows through the sound system as the lights dim. A single spotlight flashes down onto the edge of the entranceway, and as the hiss of the static fades into "Wake Up" by Rage Against the Machine, we see the word "SYNDICATE" appear in massive white letters on the overhead videoboard.

#Although ya try to discredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic

Soon enough, we see Syndicate himself step into the glow of the spotlight, a cocky smile plastered across his stubbled face. Dressed in a black leather jacket with a white tank top underneath, as well as blue denim jeans and black Under Armour sneakers, the newly-minted Legacy Champion still has a few cuts and scrapes scattered across his face, and while he's certainly opting to display himself as fully healed from his war with Elena DeDraca at Bloodbath, the relative darkness in his eyes betray that image. The Los Angeles Outlaw holds the Legacy Championship over his left shoulder, its silver faceplate glittering in the light, as he stretches his arms outward into his signature crucifix pose.

#Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit

KAYDEN ELLIS: Can you believe it, Alara? We've got front row seats to the celebration of the century!

ALARA ADAMS: I don't really get what we're celebrating here. Syndicate may be one of the luckiest men in the business, and somehow, he managed to fall backwards into becoming Legacy Champion.

KAYDEN ELLIS: He WON that Legacy title based off his own merits, and by beating arguably the best wrestler in the world! Get your facts straight!

Syndicate moseys on down the ramp, jaw-jacking with fans in the front row as he does so, before sliding into the ring. Taking a glance around at the setup that his agent has put together, the Outlaw smiles at JJ Kline, and the two share an embrace in the center of the ring. JJ hands Syndicate the microphone, and the new champion certainly isn't shy about speaking into it.

SYNDICATE: SEATTLEEEE!

FANS: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

The Legacy Champion lifts up an index finger as he sniffs the air around him.

SYNDICATE: Hmm...you smell that? JJ, you smell that?

JJ KLINE: Oh, I smell it, Syd.

SYNDICATE: That right there, ladies and gentlemen...is the smell of history being made. You know, I'm not usually one for extravagant celebrations - I'd much rather spend my night SHOWING you why I am your champion rather than TELLING you - but when my pal, JJ, came up to me and offered the opportunity to do both? Why...I just couldn't pass this up. So let's start off by addressing the elephant in the room, shall we...DING-DONG, THE WITCH IS DEAD!

Syndicate and Kline cackle as the crowd boos him into oblivion - even if they didn't always like Elena, they at least respect the hell out of her.

SYNDICATE: You know, I find it so funny that you all choose to boo me. After all, Elena DeDraca has held a stranglehold on this company for almost an entire year - shouldn't you be grateful that someone else has finally dethroned her? Shouldn't you be HAPPY about new blood at the top of the food chain? Or...are you just mad that the rest of your heroes couldn't get the job done?

The Outlaw cocks his head to the side, staring daggers into the eyes of the fans surrounding him.

SYNDICATE: Listen to yourselves. You're all expending your energy rallying against the wrong person. The fact that you boo a man with the ambition and drive to make it to the top of this business...is exactly the reason why you're all so upset in the first place. All of you, and each and every person in the back, would KILL to be standing where I stand today, but none of you are willing to make it happen. You all sit in your seats with your double-extra-large sodas and your tickets that you paid hundreds of dollars for, and for what? So that you can feel jealous towards another man that's accomplishing his dreams!

FANS: BOOOOOOO!!!

SYNDICATE: The championship that I now hold over my shoulder represents a hell of a lot more than being the best wrestler on this planet. It means more than being the face of Project: Honor. This title, this Legacy Championship, symbolizes that you have successfully climbed the mountain...that you have beaten all comers and cemented your place in the history books. Put simply, ladies and gentlemen, in just a few short months since my arrival here on Fallout, I have carved out a definite LEGACY for myself that nobody can ever wash away, and if you don't like that...then you should've stopped me sooner.

SYNDICATE: But enough about what got us to this point - let's talk about the future. Because I'm not the kind of champion that's going to run or hide or avoid his challengers. I'm not gonna rest on my damn laurels, no. I got here, and I became Legacy Champion, based on my ability to take advantage of opportunities. I was given the chance to earn a shot at this title, and I went out there and won the damn thing. I faced off against Elena DeDraca at Bloodbath, and when the time was right, I pinned her to the ground and took what was mine. And moving forward, I won't hesitate to hold onto MY Legacy Championship by any means necessary. So let's cut out the grandstanding and get to the matter at hand...we've got a Purge comin' up, ladies and gentlemen.

The crowd ooo's with anticipation as Syndicate paces back-and-forth across the ring.

SYNDICATE: Now, I'll obviously be taking part, given my spot on the Fallout roster and all, and I'm sure there are plenty of people back there that are lookin' to get a few shots in on the CHAMP. But the fun part is this ain't no Dead by Daylight...this time, I'm allowed to fight back. And if you think that Elena took the worst of what the Los Angeles Outlaw can offer in a deadly environment, then you truly haven't seen shit. But that's just one half of the equation, isn't it? Indy Darling's gettin' in on the fun, too, with his own little "Mall Mayhem" match. Well, I'll have everyone here know that I'm Fallout strong, and I'll be standing here in this hellhole until you kill me or I die on my own...but man, I gotta do my holiday shopping SOMEWHERE, right? And what better place to do it than at Mall of America on November 26th? So let this be an official warning to everyone over the hill at Proving Ground...you're not safe, not anymore. Your Legacy Champion...is comin' over for a little playdate.

Syndicate takes the Legacy Championship off of his shoulder and lays it on the red carpet in front of him, as if marking a line between himself and everyone else.

SYNDICATE: PROJECT: HONOR! Times have changed. The Raven has fallen, and a damn Outlaw has taken her place. So if you want a shot at the champ, you've got your chance at the Purge and Mall Mayhem. But it's just like I told my opponents tonight...you best not fuckin' miss. WELCOME...TO THE SYNDICATE.

FANS: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Satisfied, the Legacy Champion, Syndicate, flips the microphone out of his hand and takes off his leather jacket, preparing himself for the tag-team match to come as the stage crew begins taking down all the celebratory decorations.







Long blonde locks are promptly pushed from Syndicate’s frame of view as he bounces around on the balls of his feet, hands clasped together and rolling around as he warms up a bit. Meanwhile, the arena grows dark as red light fills the area. The crowds booing only increases and everyone knows who to expect as "Every Breath You Take" by Chase Holfelder begins to take over the speakers.




#Every breath you take…
Every move you make…

Arik Holt comes out dressed to the T in a two piece suit, the crowd still booing loudly as he merely wears an all too pleased smirk on his lips. He's got a microphone in his grasp as he stands at the top of the ramp. He waits for the music to die down, even as the booing is near deafening levels. Shaking his head, he seems unphased at the crowd’s reaction to him. Practically used to how they react every time he so much as breathes.

ARIK HOLT: So sorry to interrupt such an interesting match. However, there has been a slight adjustment to this match up. Just a very slight thing.

The crowd begins to quiet down a bit, even though they're still unsatisfied with the GM who stands before them.

ARIK HOLT: Originally, Syndicate was supposed to be teaming with Ellie Quinn and Billy Bennett was teaming with Thanatos. However, I have decided to take a bit of creative liberties with this one. Instead, Syndicate will be teaming with Billy Bennett and Thantos will be teaming with Ellie Quinn. Enjoy the show!

The crowd boos as "Every Breath You Take" begins to play briefly, until transitioning out as Arik Holt heads backstage. "Hiss of the Witch" by Deadsmoke begins to play instead. Billy Bennett makes her presence known as she heads out from the backstage area.

CLARA OLSON: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 117 pounds. She is 'Cottonmouth'........... BILLY BENNETTTTTTT!

She wastes little time, paying no mind to the crowd, as she heads right to the ring. She climbs the steel steps, walks to the center of the apron, and climbs over the middle rope and into the ring. She snarls at her partner momentarily, but soon paces a bit restlessly as she awaits their opponents.

Ain't No Grave plays throughout the packed arena. Thanatos stands on the ramp with smoke coming from his left and right. His eyes focused on the ring not the people yelling and booing him, he looks around taking his dark brown eyes off the ring now locked with the people in the audience.

CLARA OLSON: And their first opponent, making his way to the ring from Europe... He is 'The Angel of Death'... THANATOSSSSSSS!

The Angel of Death walks down the ramp like the Undertaker with his fist clenched not taking his eyes off his opponent's. He enters through the middle rope after climbing up onto the apron. Ellie Quinn makes her entrance next, wasting no time getting right down to it as "1's & 0's" by Boston Manor plays briefly. Ellie slides into the ring and immediately starts teeing off shots at Syndicate.

But, Syndicate hardly allows her a chance to hurt him. Syndicate nails her with a Right Hook to the jaw as she stumbles slightly. Billy and Thanatos are merely staring one another down as the referee tries to get things under control. Once everything calms down, it's an absolute mugging for Ellie and Thanatos. With the match starting off with Billy and Thanatos inside of the ring, Billy wastes no time showing him what she's capable of.

Billy charges at Thanatos, using full force as she takes him down to the canvas. She starts firing away with lefts and rights as she mounts him. She alternates a bit, lefts, rights, headbutts. Even some well placed elbow strikes. While Ellie reaches her hand out for a tag as Billy removes herself from Thanatos. Thanatos is slow to recover, slowly making his way towards Ellie. But, Syndicate is already hot on the attack as he yanks Ellie right from the apron. Billy locks Thanatos into the SLOW VENOM! Rear Choke with Bodyscissors is locked in tight as Thanatos slowly begins to fade away.

Ellie smacks face first into the apron in a sickening manner. Syndicate not wasting any time in attacking his opponent as he nails Ellie with a Belly-To-Belly Suplex right into the barricade. The fans boo loudly, but it does little to bother the man who wears a sadistic look on his face as Ellie crumbles in pain. Syndicate sizes Ellie up as she slowly gets to her feet, but it doesn't last for long as he takes her out with a well placed ORIGINAL SYN! Running Knee Strike catches her right across the bridge of the nose as she goes down like a sack of bricks, bloody nose and all.

Meanwhile, Billy has weakened Thanatos enough that she seems ready to end it here and now. But, Syndicate gets back to the task at hand, hopping onto the apron as he tags himself in. Much to the disappointment of Billy who glares at her partner. Yet, Syndicate shows little remorse or concern as he looks to seal the deal and put the nail in the coffin. As Thanatos stumbles on weary legs, Syndicate takes him out with a FALL FROM GRACE! Reverse Suplex takes Thanatos out as Syndicate soon locks in THE VAULT a moment after. Guillotine Chokehold is locked in tight as Syndicate wrenches hard on the hold. Thanatos has no choice but to tap out as he slaps his hand onto the mat several times.

CLARA OLSON: Here are your winners by submission... SYNDICATE AND BILLY BENNETTTT!

Syndicate and Billy stare one another down momentarily, before he snatches his championship away from the referee who holds it out towards him. He walks away without a second thought as Billy soon follows suit shortly after.