Post by FN'R on Jan 26, 2018 19:57:54 GMT -6
WARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event..
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
EPISODE 425
JANUARY 26, 2018
FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE
EPISODE 425
JANUARY 26, 2018
Live from THE PRUDENTIAL CENTER IN NEWARK, NEW JERSEY!!!
EWC RAMPAGE
JANUARY 26, 2018
Live From The PRUDENTIAL CENTER IN NEWARK, NEW JERSEY!
Commentators: El Chupacabra & Jesse Payne
Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui
Head Ref: Silas McKay
Backstage Help: Ace Heart
"The Beautiful People" by Marilyn Manson blasts in the arena as the show starts off with video footage detailing historic events that have taken place on Friday Night Rampage. Images of previous Champions are shown, starting with Chupacabra then moving onto Cameron Hayden, Michael Saint, Shadow Man, Level One and James Chambers. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Blade, Ebon, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, Kid Cactus, Kid Cannabis, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray and then explodes into Sedition members Gladiator and then The Rev, before switching to recent time with Annabelle and Luke Wolfe, JTC and Ace King, before ending with Legion and the EWC Undisputed World Champion Drake.
The opening pyros hit and here we go.
The camera pans around showing the excited crowd jumping for joy in anticipation for the beginning of the show.
The camera pans around showing the excited crowd jumping for joy in anticipation for the beginning of the show.
The camera then pans out showing a full scale view of the jam packed arena and zooms in on some crazy fans holding up their signs.
"JTC!"
"BRAWL SUCKS!"
"ROBBIE RAYDER"
"ANNABELLE"
"ROBBIE RAYDER"
"JTC!"
"BRAWL SUCKS!"
"ROBBIE RAYDER"
"ANNABELLE"
"ROBBIE RAYDER"
FNR
FNR
FNR
FNR
FNR
The lights dim to a near pitch black as a dark fog begins to billow upon the stage. The air around the arch becomes dense and thick to the point of being unable to see below the video tron. A video begins to play to the tune of "O' Death" by Jen Titus, the fog lighting up with a vibrant curtain of blue bale fire, instantly dispelling the flog...
Ooooooooo....Death....
WhhhOooOOoOOaaaaaooooh.... Dddeeeeaaaatttthhhh....
Won't you spare me over over 'til another year?
As the lights turn a deep violet across the arena, the curtain of blue flames to reveal a tall and lean figure dressed in a rather ornate black long coat with frayed and distressed leather pants, black buckle boots, and tape on his hands and wrists. He has long greasy black hair with the sheen of a raven's feathers that hangs in his corpse painted face, rust colored eyes glare upon the ring with menace and foreboding from beneath the ridge of a well defined brow. Unblinking, unmoving, the man is an unnerving human statue....
Payne: Oh we've been expecting this guy for some time now!
He suddenly bursts forward with a fast paced stride. The people around him in the arena seemingly do not exist and the closer he gets to the ring, the faster he moves until he's sprinting and leaping towards the ring. The dark figure slides under the ropes to the center of the ring and rises to a kneel in one fluid motion with his arms outstretched, palms upturned, and head bowed forward.
Chupacabra: This is one freaky guy!
Slowly he rises to his feet and lifts his head, tilting it back with his eyes rolled back in his head and mouth open as if he were silently screaming in agony as he sucks in a long deep breath. Upon exhaling that breath, the man with the deathly visage pulls a microphone from inside his pocket, the lights turning to an orange red gloom as he addresses the crowd.
Chupacabra: This is one freaky guy!
Slowly he rises to his feet and lifts his head, tilting it back with his eyes rolled back in his head and mouth open as if he were silently screaming in agony as he sucks in a long deep breath. Upon exhaling that breath, the man with the deathly visage pulls a microphone from inside his pocket, the lights turning to an orange red gloom as he addresses the crowd.
Rust: For many moons, the Dread Lord has watched and waited. Out of the light I was left to rot as if some lesser corpse, seeing opportunities be presented to others when I had gone for so long undefeated.... unrewarded. It would take the wisdom and patience of a Saint to find my rightful place, brought forth from the darkness of obscurity and into the light before you.
A few hooded fans who had seen him work the independents begin to chant, "DEATH LORD! DEATH LORD! DEATH LORD!"
Rust: Yes children, The Lord of the Dead has arrived in the promised land of Rampage, a better home that will grant me that which I desire. It is here that I shall feast upon the souls of even more worthy warriors and shield maidens. Each victory shall grant me strength and take away a piece of my enemy forever more until all who oppose me shall be nothing more than empty, hollow vessels fit only to serve and obey. This shall be the start of a new era, The Ascension of the Circle begins here....
He suddenly throws his arms out at his sides and a loud thunder clap is heard, followed by a surge of light and then, total darkness. The cameras rolled for several seconds on black nothingness.
Payne: What in the hell is going on?!
Chupacabra: I thought Saint already paid the light bill!!!
Suddenly the lights come back on to reveal a ring filled with rapidly evaporating fog. The Lord of the Dead had vanished, leaving no evidence that he was ever there to begin with!
Payne: Why do all the freaks gotta' make these kinds of exits?
Chupacabra: Why ask me? Do I look like a freak expert?
Fade to EWC TV Advert!