Prime #024 - Live from Multiple Locations - 02.04.2018
Feb 5, 2018 1:14:58 GMT -6
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Post by PRIME on Feb 5, 2018 1:14:58 GMT -6
LIVE •
The cameras open up to capture Stitches arriving into the Sunday Prime arena with the Indy championship around his waist and a smile plastered on his face.
Leurox: Wait what! Stitches is champion again? What the fuck happened over the fucking weekend? Stay tuned.
WARNING:
This live event contains stunts performed by professionals or under the supervision of professionals and maybe unsuitable for younger viewers. Accordingly EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any stunt or activity performed in this live event.
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
MAIN EVENT LIVE FROM Tegera Arena, Leksand, Sweden
EWC PRIME
EPISODE 024
FEBRUARY 04 2018EPISODE 024
MAIN EVENT LIVE FROM Tegera Arena, Leksand, Sweden
EWC PRIME
FEBRUARY 4, 2018
LIVE! from Multiple locations
Commentators: Eva Leurox and Nessa Reeve
Announcer: Damon Reid
Senior Referee: Niklaus Forbes
Backstage Interviewer: Jenna Salvatore
The skies above all the arenas come alive with fireworks lighting up the skies regardless of the time of day in the several regions. The titan tron flashes footage which shows all the Prime superstars on the roster, we find Arden Carney, Bob Loblaw, Candy, Captain Taco, Casey Millsap, Carlos Ruiz, Chaos, Criss Cassidy, Donnie Deco, Dude, El Pablo, Frankie Harewood, Hero, Honey Hunt, Killjoy Ito, Prince, Neveah, Richard Garcia, RPM, Rust Stilletto, Stitches the Clown, STK, Tiffani, Thomas Fabiano and Trixie.
PRIME!
PRIME!
PRIME!
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Fireworks blast across the stage as the fans scream in delight.
A thick layer of fog circles the arena, and camera flashes repeatedly strobe the area!
The camera feed pans to different areas in the arena and we see fans cheering in excitement!
The camera captures fans from the various arenas and then the thick fog begins to disappear as the fans pump their fists in the air
Pyros blasts off the ring posts all across the globe as the various fans cheer for the show about to be on display
Leurox: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the 24th edition of Prime, I’m Eva Leurox and next to me is Nessa Reeve. Nessa before we get into the show, how about the SuperBowl
Nessa: Just wow! Foles was incredible, the Eagles were incredible. They had one job, bring back the first ever ring to Philedophia, and they did it!
Leurox: It was a breathtaking display, but now let’s get to our show, Nessa how you feeling about this one tonight?
Reeve: I am ridiculously excited, we have the first main event between a Prime and FSW superstar on Prime.
Leurox: And not just anyone but the Prime powerhouse Criss Cassidy versus the former FSW Champion Otaki!
Reeve: That would be amazing. But the road to the main event is crazy interesting as well
Leurox: that it is, we start the show with Donnie Deco versus Carlos Ruiz. Both men are looking for a win early on in their career, one will fall and the other will carry on, who will win? Well, we will have to wait and see
Reeve: Next Stitches makes his return to the ring against Honey Hunt. This one is a big one, if you remember, Hunt had the chance to win the title off Stitches but on that day, it was El Pablo who snatched the title from under their noses. Today, they will go into a one on one action to prove for the record who was the better in that contest
Leurox: Next another return, Diabhal returns to face Christopher Chambers. Chambers is coming off a big win against his teammate Rust Stilletto, but Diabhal will be a less unforgiven adversary, this will be a good one.
Reeve: Following this is Trixie going toe to toe with Candy, a former champion versus a sweet girl on form. This is truly a big one.
Leurox: Next Killjoy Ito and Sandtown Kid. Huge match, 2 weeks ago Sandtown Kid did not show up for their match in Germany, you can be sure Killjoy is out for blood, especially cause he hates Baltimore so bad.
Reeve: Nevaeh versus the champion El Pablo is next. Nevaeh gets her hands on the champ whilst he tries to rebound from his loss last week, who will win? Well we will have to wait and see
Leurox: And then we have the main event Criss versus Otaki. But without wasting any more time, lets get to the first match of the night right after the commercial break.
LIVE •
The camera catches El Pablo exiting a locker room which has been turned upside down as if he was searching for something. As he leaves the room, the door creaks closed and the name printed on the slab is “STITCHES THE CLOWN” in bold.
Leurox: What the hell is going on?
Reeve: How the hell should I know, the none disclosure from when matches are shot to now is air tight. I know as much about what might have happened on Friday or Saturday as you do.
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MATCH 1
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MATCH 1
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DONNIE DECO Vs
CARLOS RUIZ
CARLOS RUIZ
From the Aalst Forum, Aalst, Belgium (2,400 people)
FRIDAY PRE-RECORDING
FRIDAY PRE-RECORDING
This match started with Donnie Deco flying out the gate and laying some beatdown on Carlos Ruiz, an early series of snap suplexes were enough to get Ruiz’s back very tender and the man had no intention of stopping there. He continued with a fireman carry but it was at this point Carlos had started to read his movement a bit more. Carlos reversed the carry with a DDT and then turned the tide in his own favor.
After the DDT Carlos began to dominate the fight very much to the displeasure of his opponent who decided to resort to some dirty tactics. Donnie fished under the ring and found himself a led pipe. Upon returning to the ring he was brought down to the mat with a spear before he could use it. Ruiz pinned him right after the spear but before the third count Deco had gotten hold off the pipe and smashed it into Ruiz’s head. The referee called for the bell.
WINNER: CARLOS RUIZ VIA DISQUALIFICATION
Leurox: Dear God that was dirty!Reeve: That is definitely a first on Prime, a win via disqualification due to an assault with a weapon.
Honey Hunt appears from behind the curtain in the Domo de la Feria, wearing a vintage Kid Kactus shirt. She makes her way to the ring and asks for a microphone before she climbs the stairs. In the middle of the squared circle Honey raises the mic to her lips.
Honey: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Before we get to what you all came for I have to say something again after quite a while. Last show at our season premiere the reigning Indy Champion El Pablo laid out a challenge to all members of the PRIME roster. It was unnecessary because he already was the prime target – no pun intended of curse – the very moment he walked out of that ladder with a belt on his shoulder. Still I appreciate the sportsmanship. It is what the son and grandson of a great wrestler should do – put his title on the line.
It was no surprise that Stitches was the first one to throw his hat in the ring and accept the challenge. Stitches has two good reasons more than the rest of us to reduce El Pablo to a pile of multi-colored skittles, one reason being a lost title and the other one being an ugly nose job.
Honey pauses for a moment and studies the faces of the fans in the seat as they wait for her to continue.
Honey: The thing is I was in that ladder match too. That gives me better reasons than anyone in the roster except Stitches to want a piece of El Pablo. Yes, that right mi amigo. You ain´t rid of me yet. The Wild Hunt is right at your heels.
The crowd answers with a loud WOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!!!
Honey: Now you are wondering why this blonde broad opens her mouth so wide. After all my track record is littered with losses right? That´s right. I´ve been the challenger and the top contender several times now and always fell short of grapping the title. Thomas Edison failed to invent the light bulb several hundred times. He did not give up, otherwise we would wrestle to the light of torches today. Like Edison I´m still here and I know my time will come.
My next time is Stranglemania and my goal is El Pablo, nothing less.
It seems Honey has more to say but suddenly a thrown object from the ranks passes through the picture, barely missing Honey´s head. It rebounds from the canvas and Honey can barely catch the little UFO before it hits her chest.
After a few moments of confusion and unrest on the seats the object is revealed to be a bright yellow foamball. It´s not exactly a deadly missile but it isn´t your average piece of shaped DuraFoam either.
Strapped over the ball is a Mexican Lucha mask and it is not a cheap copy of El Pablo´s headgear. One side of this mask is white, the other side jet black.
The scene fades out with Honey staring at the mask while the softball drops out of her hand.
Honey: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Before we get to what you all came for I have to say something again after quite a while. Last show at our season premiere the reigning Indy Champion El Pablo laid out a challenge to all members of the PRIME roster. It was unnecessary because he already was the prime target – no pun intended of curse – the very moment he walked out of that ladder with a belt on his shoulder. Still I appreciate the sportsmanship. It is what the son and grandson of a great wrestler should do – put his title on the line.
It was no surprise that Stitches was the first one to throw his hat in the ring and accept the challenge. Stitches has two good reasons more than the rest of us to reduce El Pablo to a pile of multi-colored skittles, one reason being a lost title and the other one being an ugly nose job.
Honey pauses for a moment and studies the faces of the fans in the seat as they wait for her to continue.
Honey: The thing is I was in that ladder match too. That gives me better reasons than anyone in the roster except Stitches to want a piece of El Pablo. Yes, that right mi amigo. You ain´t rid of me yet. The Wild Hunt is right at your heels.
The crowd answers with a loud WOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!!!
Honey: Now you are wondering why this blonde broad opens her mouth so wide. After all my track record is littered with losses right? That´s right. I´ve been the challenger and the top contender several times now and always fell short of grapping the title. Thomas Edison failed to invent the light bulb several hundred times. He did not give up, otherwise we would wrestle to the light of torches today. Like Edison I´m still here and I know my time will come.
My next time is Stranglemania and my goal is El Pablo, nothing less.
It seems Honey has more to say but suddenly a thrown object from the ranks passes through the picture, barely missing Honey´s head. It rebounds from the canvas and Honey can barely catch the little UFO before it hits her chest.
After a few moments of confusion and unrest on the seats the object is revealed to be a bright yellow foamball. It´s not exactly a deadly missile but it isn´t your average piece of shaped DuraFoam either.
Strapped over the ball is a Mexican Lucha mask and it is not a cheap copy of El Pablo´s headgear. One side of this mask is white, the other side jet black.
The scene fades out with Honey staring at the mask while the softball drops out of her hand.
As the ring crew makes their final preparations for the next match, the camera scans across the sold-out crowd inside Doma de la Feria, eventually focusing on a particularly colourful group of people in one of the more PRIME locations (pun intended).
Leroux: Looks like we have some special guests in the building tonight - the reigning Asociacion Nacional de Lucha Extrema World Champion, Villano Volando is here, along with some of the other members of our Indy Champion’s extended family!
The crowd boos, much to the visible chagrin of Villano’s twin sons Perdido and Abando, who have to be talked down by their uncle Jarry.
Reeve: Shenanigans?
Leroux: Unlikely, since they allegedly left El Pablo for dead in the desert not too long ago. I’d say they’re here for an early look at the person they’ll be hoping can dethrone the Technicolour Tecnico as Indy Champion - both Stitches and Honey Hunt will feel they still have strong claims!
Leroux: Looks like we have some special guests in the building tonight - the reigning Asociacion Nacional de Lucha Extrema World Champion, Villano Volando is here, along with some of the other members of our Indy Champion’s extended family!
The crowd boos, much to the visible chagrin of Villano’s twin sons Perdido and Abando, who have to be talked down by their uncle Jarry.
Reeve: Shenanigans?
Leroux: Unlikely, since they allegedly left El Pablo for dead in the desert not too long ago. I’d say they’re here for an early look at the person they’ll be hoping can dethrone the Technicolour Tecnico as Indy Champion - both Stitches and Honey Hunt will feel they still have strong claims!
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MATCH 2
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STITCHES THE CLOWN Vs
HONEY HUNT
HONEY HUNT
From the Domo de la Feria, Guanajuato, Mexico (2,500 people)
FRIDAY PRE-RECORDING
FRIDAY PRE-RECORDING
The match began with these two going at it. If you came into this knowing nothing about their relationship, the way they gunned for each other’s head from start to finish was enough to tell, they had a whole lot of history. Early on, despite her smaller frame, Honey Hunt was able to nail stitches with a pile driver, but the infamous clown retaliated with a spin buster of his own which rocked the arena.
Their back and forts continued for 30 minutes. Both of them seemed winded but neither ready to concede, as they battled on, Stitches was able to avoid a clothesline and then responded with the SOUND OF SILENCE….
WINNER: STITCHES THE CLOWN VIA PINFALL
Leurox: Successful return there from Stitches, quite a big win he got there
Reeve: It was a really close one but the man still got it, even with a face mask on.
Reeve: It was a really close one but the man still got it, even with a face mask on.
As the victor raises a fist in triumph, the camera flits back to the crowd, where we see the Volando family rise to their feet. Villano adjusts the ANDELE World Title belt upon his shoulder, as his eyes lock upon those in the ring. With one simple nod, the elder statesman of La Familia Volando turns and heads for the exit, the other members following close behind.
Leroux: A nod from the Volandos - was that an endorsement, I wonder?
Reeve: Whatever it was, the Rainbowlution had better watch out!
Leroux: A nod from the Volandos - was that an endorsement, I wonder?
Reeve: Whatever it was, the Rainbowlution had better watch out!
The camera cuts to footage from inside an Uber car ride to the Royal Farms Arena in Baltimore, Maryland. As the car turns left off W Lombard St onto S Howard St and the fans are lined up outside the Royal Farms Arena for tonight’s show. As the car drives by the fans the camera pick up all the Sandtown Kid signs they are carrying.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Listen kid, you are going into enemy territory tonight. This entire show has been built around this kid, this gutter trash kid that left you high and dry without even a single phone call to let us or anyone at Prime know that his undocumented ass couldn’t make it to Germany. The card is packed with can’t cut it hacks from all around this God awful city.
The car suddenly breaks quickly before continuing down the road
Uber Driver: My nephew is wrestling in that arena tonight.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love slowly turns his head away from Killjoy to look at the driver.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Well I hate to be the one that breaks it to you but the kid is living a pipe dream. I know all the people on this show thinks that because the Prime TV crew is here that tonight is there shot, their big break, there chance to get a 5-Star match on tape in hopes of being discovered and taken out of this STD petri dish of a city but those camera that will be in that arena are only going to turn on once the main event is about to start. Hell Prime wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t got that government sponsored, welfare handout dependent and Ben Moss insisting this company give him a real shot….now
Tommy Love turns back to face Killjoy
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: What I was saying before I was interrupted by this man’s heart warming tale of his ‘going nowhere/sure to fail and be just another drain on our society’ nephew is that they will all be against you because they want to see one of their own raise up and make it big, they are going to boo you, hate you and hell knowing these assholes throw shit at you but you have just one job here tonight, BEAT THAT LITTLE FUCKERS ASS!!! Show him and the rest of Baltimore that he doesn’t belong in the ring with a trained professional, that this is all just a dream he will never reach, something he can tell his buddies one day while standing on the street corner in the middle of the work day.
The car comes to an abrupt stop, a few feet from the door, the Uber driver turns and looks in the back where Tommy Love and Killjoy Ito are sitting.
Uber Driver: We are here…GET OUT!!!
Tommy laughs as the driver points to the door and starts to beep his horn to get the attention of the fans standing in line.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Typical Baltimore trash, listen kid stay behind me and keep your head down…
Tommy opens the door and steps out into the streets and just like he thought the crowd goes crazy with heat towards the man that has run down their city all week. Tommy seems to enjoy the heat as Killjoy steps out and also receives a harsh welcome from the people of Baltimore. The pair makes their way towards the entrance as the fans begin to throw anything they can at the pair and it’s not until they reach the doors that the local police step out in order to shield them from the random foot, drinks and even a shoe that is being thrown at their heads.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Didn’t see is coming did you?
The cop smiles and shakes his head no and Tommy just laughs.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Of course not, too busy eating that last donut to actually be doing your job but that’s ok, good help is hard to find.
Tommy and Killjoy walk into the Royal Farms Arena and make their way towards the locker room. As the walk down the hallway they get the evil eye from the other ‘wrestlers’ on tonight’s card, some are looking at Killjoy as if to measure him up to see if they could take him. Tommy Love grips the ‘Love Stick’ a little tighter just in case one of them is feeling lucky but they make it to the door that reads: Killjoy Ito. Tommy opens the door to a room a little bigger than a broom closet.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Just as I figured, we got the shaft kid, the small room but that’s ok, just something we deal with on the Indy’s, professional jealousy but that’s ok we will get the last laugh on these people when you are standing in that ring with your arm being raised.
Killjoy nods and walks into the room to get ready.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Listen kid, you are going into enemy territory tonight. This entire show has been built around this kid, this gutter trash kid that left you high and dry without even a single phone call to let us or anyone at Prime know that his undocumented ass couldn’t make it to Germany. The card is packed with can’t cut it hacks from all around this God awful city.
The car suddenly breaks quickly before continuing down the road
Uber Driver: My nephew is wrestling in that arena tonight.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love slowly turns his head away from Killjoy to look at the driver.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Well I hate to be the one that breaks it to you but the kid is living a pipe dream. I know all the people on this show thinks that because the Prime TV crew is here that tonight is there shot, their big break, there chance to get a 5-Star match on tape in hopes of being discovered and taken out of this STD petri dish of a city but those camera that will be in that arena are only going to turn on once the main event is about to start. Hell Prime wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t got that government sponsored, welfare handout dependent and Ben Moss insisting this company give him a real shot….now
Tommy Love turns back to face Killjoy
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: What I was saying before I was interrupted by this man’s heart warming tale of his ‘going nowhere/sure to fail and be just another drain on our society’ nephew is that they will all be against you because they want to see one of their own raise up and make it big, they are going to boo you, hate you and hell knowing these assholes throw shit at you but you have just one job here tonight, BEAT THAT LITTLE FUCKERS ASS!!! Show him and the rest of Baltimore that he doesn’t belong in the ring with a trained professional, that this is all just a dream he will never reach, something he can tell his buddies one day while standing on the street corner in the middle of the work day.
The car comes to an abrupt stop, a few feet from the door, the Uber driver turns and looks in the back where Tommy Love and Killjoy Ito are sitting.
Uber Driver: We are here…GET OUT!!!
Tommy laughs as the driver points to the door and starts to beep his horn to get the attention of the fans standing in line.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Typical Baltimore trash, listen kid stay behind me and keep your head down…
Tommy opens the door and steps out into the streets and just like he thought the crowd goes crazy with heat towards the man that has run down their city all week. Tommy seems to enjoy the heat as Killjoy steps out and also receives a harsh welcome from the people of Baltimore. The pair makes their way towards the entrance as the fans begin to throw anything they can at the pair and it’s not until they reach the doors that the local police step out in order to shield them from the random foot, drinks and even a shoe that is being thrown at their heads.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Didn’t see is coming did you?
The cop smiles and shakes his head no and Tommy just laughs.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Of course not, too busy eating that last donut to actually be doing your job but that’s ok, good help is hard to find.
Tommy and Killjoy walk into the Royal Farms Arena and make their way towards the locker room. As the walk down the hallway they get the evil eye from the other ‘wrestlers’ on tonight’s card, some are looking at Killjoy as if to measure him up to see if they could take him. Tommy Love grips the ‘Love Stick’ a little tighter just in case one of them is feeling lucky but they make it to the door that reads: Killjoy Ito. Tommy opens the door to a room a little bigger than a broom closet.
‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love: Just as I figured, we got the shaft kid, the small room but that’s ok, just something we deal with on the Indy’s, professional jealousy but that’s ok we will get the last laugh on these people when you are standing in that ring with your arm being raised.
Killjoy nods and walks into the room to get ready.
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MATCH 3
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MATCH 3
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DIABHAL Vs
CHRISTOPHER CHAMBERS
CHRISTOPHER CHAMBERS
From the National Basketball Arena, Dublin, Ireland (3,000 people)
SATURDAY PRE-RECORDING
SATURDAY PRE-RECORDING
Once the bell was rang the ring turned to an absolute mad house. Diabhal and Cristopher chambers went at it with Chambers nailing the first suplex with a dragonplex and then Diabhal landing a powerful roundhouse kick to the head of chambers.
The match got rowdy as hell in the last quarter of it, with Chambers wife playing a big part in it. Diabhal had taken Chambers down with a jackhammer slam but in trying to get the win, Mrs Chambers was all over the place distracting the official. So a pissed Diabhal made his way out of the ring, picked up the match bell and returned to the ring. Whilst she tried to get the referees attention to what was happening, he was more focused on getting her out of the ring, so as Criss found his feet, Diabhal rang his bell by smashing it right into his face. He then disposed of the weapon, clotheslined Mrs. Chambers off the ropes and then went for the pin.
WINNER: DIABHAL VIA PINFALL
Leurox: Successful return for Diabhal but that is not the same man that left
Reeve: No he is not, I did not expect something so underhanded from him.
Leurox: Successful return for Diabhal but that is not the same man that left
Reeve: No he is not, I did not expect something so underhanded from him.
From the backstage area of the Queen Elizabeth Stadium, Candy is seen doing some stretches in preparation for her match when she hears someone speaking up from behind her.
---: There you are.
As Candy turns around, she smiles once she sees who’s there.
As Candy turns around, she smiles once she sees who’s there.
CANDY: What a surprise. Wasn’t expecting any visitors tonight.
Kendrick lets a small smile cross his face after Candy turns around.
Kendrick: Hey. I heard about your match over here in Hong Kong. I’ve never been here so I figured I would come and watch your match.
CANDY: Pretty sweet of you to come all this way. Glad you’re here. Big match coming up. The more support I have the better!
Kendrick: That’s what I’m here for, to give you as much support as possible.
Candy beams at him.
CANDY: I couldn’t ask for more. If everything goes as planned, we’ll have quite the celebration afterwards. Robbie’s already made sure there’s plenty of treats. Even if I lose, I’m still eating them!
Her smile slowly disappears as her face turns serious.
CANDY: But I’m certainly not counting on the latter. It’s all about breaking through tonight!
Kendrick's’ smile stays on his face listening to her speak.
Kendrick: I’m sure it will go as planned. I have faith in you that you’ll win. That celebration sounds mighty delicious. I wouldn’t count on the latter either. I’m confident that you’re breaking through tonight.
CANDY: Well, you better go get your seat, so you can see it all happen!
Kendrick: I got a front row seat, so I’m going to head there now. Good luck and I’ll see you after your big win!
Kendrick smiles at her before he walks out towards his seat. As Candy watches him leave, she takes a breath and lets it out before returning to her stretches. She was going to be ready for this. She had to be.
Kendrick lets a small smile cross his face after Candy turns around.
Kendrick: Hey. I heard about your match over here in Hong Kong. I’ve never been here so I figured I would come and watch your match.
CANDY: Pretty sweet of you to come all this way. Glad you’re here. Big match coming up. The more support I have the better!
Kendrick: That’s what I’m here for, to give you as much support as possible.
Candy beams at him.
CANDY: I couldn’t ask for more. If everything goes as planned, we’ll have quite the celebration afterwards. Robbie’s already made sure there’s plenty of treats. Even if I lose, I’m still eating them!
Her smile slowly disappears as her face turns serious.
CANDY: But I’m certainly not counting on the latter. It’s all about breaking through tonight!
Kendrick's’ smile stays on his face listening to her speak.
Kendrick: I’m sure it will go as planned. I have faith in you that you’ll win. That celebration sounds mighty delicious. I wouldn’t count on the latter either. I’m confident that you’re breaking through tonight.
CANDY: Well, you better go get your seat, so you can see it all happen!
Kendrick: I got a front row seat, so I’m going to head there now. Good luck and I’ll see you after your big win!
Kendrick smiles at her before he walks out towards his seat. As Candy watches him leave, she takes a breath and lets it out before returning to her stretches. She was going to be ready for this. She had to be.
Backstage in the show, Trixie appears just finished her makeup, looking ready to go out when she pulls out her phone and texts to Criss Cassidy: Good luck in your match.
She then notices the cameraman filming but is startled by who comes on in.
Wes Futhhais: What was your name?
He says turning to the cameraman who utters something incoherent. Wes nods with a put on smile, having no clue what he said.
Wes Futhhais: Cool story, Cam. I want a good shot of the Prime Girl.
Trixie: What is going on?
Trixie says looking confused at the man.
Wes Futhhais: This is EWC Prime. Prime Time. Coke with lime...
Then there's a pause as Trixie turns her head perplexed by what is going on. Wes turns to the smaller guy in a shirt who's just off frame.
Wes Futhhais: That last one was a drink order...skedaddle
He snaps his fingers over and over trying to remember his name.
Wes Futhhais: Cameron
Man: Toby
Wes Futhhais (Stalone Impression): Tobey!
Opening his arms as Toby goes and Trixie clears her throat.
Trixie: What. Is. Going. On? I have a match in totally ten minutes.
She says folding her arms, getting a tiny bit impatient. Wes, not reading the room, pops his collar and resumes his sale's pitch.
Wes Futhhais: Like a coke with hint of vanilla, it's got the amazing taste of swwwweeet coca-cola with the brand new taste of vanilla. You're the coke, and I'm the Vanilla, babygirl.
Trixie observes as he approaches her. A little tense at the shoulder as he stands beside her.
Wes Futhhais: And the first step to putting you from this midcard misplacement back on tawp of EWC Prime comes with yours truly. Creating you a match, a Trixie Brand match to happen...where? Not in Nottingham, not in West Virginia, heck, not in Czechoslovakia.
Trixie: You know that's not around anymore?
Wes Futhhais: I know we're not in it, this is Hong Kong. This is Hong Kong, right?
He looks to 'Cam' who nods.
Wes Futhhais: Stranglemania......tralalala.
Trixie: I do want to be on Stranglemania.
Toby then returns with the drink.
Wes Futhhais: And you will, when we debut a brand new match up. No boring single seen-it, done-it match. We bring wrestling's version of coke! with vanilla!
Wes ushers Toby to hand over the drink and looks repulsed by the coke with lime.~
Wes Futhhais: What the hell is this?
Toby: It's
Wes Futhhais: No! Wha-(Bites his fist) Tobey, the whole presentation was themed around Coke and Vanilla. Alright, improv. We bring Wrestling version's of Coke! With Lime.
Trixie: What match would that be?
Wes Futhhais: Just a thing I thought/experienced. The predator-prey triple threat match.
Trixie: Ok....what's that?
Wes Futhhais: Picture it. You, Trixie, a fiesty feline with one member of the triple threat match as someone you can pin or submit to win. And that other guy, you can't, but he can pin you. Oh boy, can he pin you. And that guy you can pin or submit? He can't pin you! Hell no. He's got to pin that other guy who can pin you.
Toby: Basically, you can pin one person in that match.
Trixie: I understand.
She quickly chimes in.
Wes Futhhais: I've done one, it's way more challenging than a basic three way dance. You're both the predator and the prey. You know who has to beat you, you know who you've gotta beat. Now I didn't win mine, I didn't lose it either. I was that fabled third person I call the survivor.
Trixie: Well, "Survivor", maybe Moss will consider it. I'd love to go to Stranglemania again. But if you'll excuse me, I've got to go take care of the girl who tried to ruin stranglemania for me last year. Candy's waiting for me.
Trixie says walking herself out of the room to pass Wes and the camera crew he'd recruited. Wes can be seen thinking about Trixie's last comment.
Wes Futhhais: Candy...You know what goes great with Lime coke? Anybody wanna play Viva Pinñta?
She then notices the cameraman filming but is startled by who comes on in.
Wes Futhhais: What was your name?
He says turning to the cameraman who utters something incoherent. Wes nods with a put on smile, having no clue what he said.
Wes Futhhais: Cool story, Cam. I want a good shot of the Prime Girl.
Trixie: What is going on?
Trixie says looking confused at the man.
Wes Futhhais: This is EWC Prime. Prime Time. Coke with lime...
Then there's a pause as Trixie turns her head perplexed by what is going on. Wes turns to the smaller guy in a shirt who's just off frame.
Wes Futhhais: That last one was a drink order...skedaddle
He snaps his fingers over and over trying to remember his name.
Wes Futhhais: Cameron
Man: Toby
Wes Futhhais (Stalone Impression): Tobey!
Opening his arms as Toby goes and Trixie clears her throat.
Trixie: What. Is. Going. On? I have a match in totally ten minutes.
She says folding her arms, getting a tiny bit impatient. Wes, not reading the room, pops his collar and resumes his sale's pitch.
Wes Futhhais: Like a coke with hint of vanilla, it's got the amazing taste of swwwweeet coca-cola with the brand new taste of vanilla. You're the coke, and I'm the Vanilla, babygirl.
Trixie observes as he approaches her. A little tense at the shoulder as he stands beside her.
Wes Futhhais: And the first step to putting you from this midcard misplacement back on tawp of EWC Prime comes with yours truly. Creating you a match, a Trixie Brand match to happen...where? Not in Nottingham, not in West Virginia, heck, not in Czechoslovakia.
Trixie: You know that's not around anymore?
Wes Futhhais: I know we're not in it, this is Hong Kong. This is Hong Kong, right?
He looks to 'Cam' who nods.
Wes Futhhais: Stranglemania......tralalala.
Trixie: I do want to be on Stranglemania.
Toby then returns with the drink.
Wes Futhhais: And you will, when we debut a brand new match up. No boring single seen-it, done-it match. We bring wrestling's version of coke! with vanilla!
Wes ushers Toby to hand over the drink and looks repulsed by the coke with lime.~
Wes Futhhais: What the hell is this?
Toby: It's
Wes Futhhais: No! Wha-(Bites his fist) Tobey, the whole presentation was themed around Coke and Vanilla. Alright, improv. We bring Wrestling version's of Coke! With Lime.
Trixie: What match would that be?
Wes Futhhais: Just a thing I thought/experienced. The predator-prey triple threat match.
Trixie: Ok....what's that?
Wes Futhhais: Picture it. You, Trixie, a fiesty feline with one member of the triple threat match as someone you can pin or submit to win. And that other guy, you can't, but he can pin you. Oh boy, can he pin you. And that guy you can pin or submit? He can't pin you! Hell no. He's got to pin that other guy who can pin you.
Toby: Basically, you can pin one person in that match.
Trixie: I understand.
She quickly chimes in.
Wes Futhhais: I've done one, it's way more challenging than a basic three way dance. You're both the predator and the prey. You know who has to beat you, you know who you've gotta beat. Now I didn't win mine, I didn't lose it either. I was that fabled third person I call the survivor.
Trixie: Well, "Survivor", maybe Moss will consider it. I'd love to go to Stranglemania again. But if you'll excuse me, I've got to go take care of the girl who tried to ruin stranglemania for me last year. Candy's waiting for me.
Trixie says walking herself out of the room to pass Wes and the camera crew he'd recruited. Wes can be seen thinking about Trixie's last comment.
Wes Futhhais: Candy...You know what goes great with Lime coke? Anybody wanna play Viva Pinñta?
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MATCH 4
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MATCH 4
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TRIXIE Vs
CANDY
CANDY
From the Queen Elizabeth Stadium, Morrison Hill, Hong Kong (3,500 people)
SATURDAY PRE-RECORDING
SATURDAY PRE-RECORDING
The toughest match of the night thus far it was. Candy and Trixie went at it like maniacs, Candy started off strong with the hunger for the win shinning through, she nailed her opponent with Tornado DDT and from there on continued to apply the pressure. She landed a sunset flip on the former champion as well but none of her early attempts were enough to take Trixie down.
Trixie grew into the match as well midway, she landed a kick to the shin before bringing Candy down with a knee to the head that rocked the brain within her skull. She wasn’t done there, she also nailed Candy with a face buster.
The end of the fight came when Trixie tried to get Candy with a German suplex but she elbowed her way out of it and nailed the former Indy Champion with the Candy Crusher.
WINNER: CANDY VIA PINFALL
Leurox: Candy said she wasn’t going to go down a third time and she did it
Reeve: I don’t know what to say Eva, that was a huge contest, really could have gone either way but Candy just about edged it.
Reeve: I don’t know what to say Eva, that was a huge contest, really could have gone either way but Candy just about edged it.
As Candy makes her way through the hallways RIGHT AFTER HER MATCH with Kendrick by her side she comes across the Indy Champion standing in the middle of the hall with the championship around his waist and his hands on his hip like a superhero.
CANDY: Been snorting skittles there champ?
EL PABLO: Only a little, I prefer my mouth cause it’s got more taste
Candy smirks and glares down at the title
CANDY: I just took out Trixie, I’m coming for that title El Champion
EL PABLO: You and everyone else sweet tooth
Kendrick gets a little protective and puts a hand on his chest ready to use force
EL PABLO: Ese chill! We friends here
CANDY: Calm down honey, we are friends.
Candy smiles as she pulls Kendricks arm off Pablo slowly
CANDY: Get ready for me cause I’m coming! And when the time comes, I’ll Candy crush your dreams.
El Pablo chuckles and walks away from them in the opposite direction heading over to get ready for his match later that night in the same arena.
CANDY: Been snorting skittles there champ?
EL PABLO: Only a little, I prefer my mouth cause it’s got more taste
Candy smirks and glares down at the title
CANDY: I just took out Trixie, I’m coming for that title El Champion
EL PABLO: You and everyone else sweet tooth
Kendrick gets a little protective and puts a hand on his chest ready to use force
EL PABLO: Ese chill! We friends here
CANDY: Calm down honey, we are friends.
Candy smiles as she pulls Kendricks arm off Pablo slowly
CANDY: Get ready for me cause I’m coming! And when the time comes, I’ll Candy crush your dreams.
El Pablo chuckles and walks away from them in the opposite direction heading over to get ready for his match later that night in the same arena.
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MATCH 5
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KILLJOY ITO
Vs STK
Vs STK
From Royal Farms Arena, Baltimore, Maryland (4,000 people)
SATURDAY PRE-RECORDING
SATURDAY PRE-RECORDING
The end of the fight came after both men ross to their feet from a superplex previously performed by STK. As they stood, KillJoy blasted a kick to the shin which forced the man to his knees, then he connected with the KETTEI-DA!
WINNER: KILLJOY ITO VIA PINFALL
Reeve: That was ultraviolent
Leurox: Did you expect anything else?
Reeve: No… No I did not.
From the backstage area of the Queen Elizabeth Stadium, Nevaeh is seen standing before the camera looking as ready as ever.
NEVAEH: So El Pablo thinks he’s going to bring me down tonight?
Nev questions as she tilts her head to the side.
NEVAEH: Well, I beg to differ. I’m not the one with Skittles for Brains, after all.
Nev smirks.
NEVAEH: I know just what I need to do to make a statement. By the time our match is over, I’m going to make sure the rest of your body is going to look exactly like this!
As Nev lifts her arm up into view, she is holding a baggie of squished up skittles she got from her apartment. They were beyond recognizable at this point.
NEVAEH: A mangled up mess!
Nev gets a devious look on her face as she tosses the baggie of skittles over her shoulder. They go splat on the floor as Nev walks off laughing.
Nev questions as she tilts her head to the side.
NEVAEH: Well, I beg to differ. I’m not the one with Skittles for Brains, after all.
Nev smirks.
NEVAEH: I know just what I need to do to make a statement. By the time our match is over, I’m going to make sure the rest of your body is going to look exactly like this!
As Nev lifts her arm up into view, she is holding a baggie of squished up skittles she got from her apartment. They were beyond recognizable at this point.
NEVAEH: A mangled up mess!
Nev gets a devious look on her face as she tosses the baggie of skittles over her shoulder. They go splat on the floor as Nev walks off laughing.
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MATCH 6
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HEAVEN "NEVAEH" LEIGH
Vs EL PABLO
Vs EL PABLO
From the Queen Elizabeth Stadium, Morrison Hill, Hong Kong (4,500 people)
SATURDAY PRE-RECORDING
SATURDAY PRE-RECORDING
This fight started off with the champion doing what champions do… Dominate. He dominated the fight with a series of highflying moves, from a hurricarana to a sunset flip and from that to a flying crossbody; the man was difficult to keep on his feet. Nevaeh searched for an opening early but it was hard to come by. Nevaeh eventually grew into the fight after rolling out of the way of a frog splash.
Nevaeh controlled the match by even landing a powerbomb but nothing sufficed to take down a very resilient champion. The tables turned once more and Pablo took the match by the helms in fact, he successfully nailed Nevaeh with the taste of the rainbow but just when he went for the pin he realized there was no response from the referee.
Behind El Pablo in the ring with the Indy Championship in hand was Stitches. He had taken the title from the announce table, laid out the referee, and was just watching on from the edge of the ring. Stitches smiled at the Rainbowlution till he met him face to face in the center of the ring. They stared down each other till he began to dispatch punches into Stitches face. The furry of punches continued as the fans cheered to the heavens for their champion.
“RAINBOWLUTION”
“RAINBOWLUTION”
“EL PABLO!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“RAINBOWLUTION”
“EL PABLO!!!!!!!!!!!!”
He dispatched the hands left and right to Stitches who gets wobbly on his feet, he then runs for the ropes but as he turns around he is caught by Nevaeh who nails him with the fall from Grace. Nevaeh keeps her eyes firmly on Stitches who is now standing there smiling at her as she goes down for the pin. The recovering referee counts it.
WINNER: HEAVEN "NEVAEH" LEIGH VIA PINFALL
Leurox: So that’s how Stitches got the championship! He didn’t win it, he stole it!
Reeve: Sly
LIVE •
The EWC cameras open into Ben Moss’s office where he is found seated behind his desk filed with stacks of files and a laptop in the middle. He signs a few documents and then closes the laptop lid and sets it to the side once he hears the footsteps behind his door. His assistant Greg creeks open the door and sticks his head in.
Greg: Stitches is here to see you
Ben Moss: Send him in
Without even waiting Stitches struts into the office with the piece of gold on his shoulder. He takes a seat and then drops the title on top of Ben Moss’s desk.
Stitches: Why have I been summoned?
Ben Moss: I’d give you a guess
Ben Moss says lifting his left eye brow knowing damn well Stitches knew why he was in the room.
Stitches: I mean, this gold is rightfully mine anyways, he never pinned me for a 3 count to get it.
Ben Moss: You lost it Stitches! Now I got the champ blowing up my phone and scouring the entire arena looking for your ass all night; this is not convenient for me
Stitches: So what do you want me to do?
Ben Moss: Hand it over to it’s rightful owner
Stitches grabbed the title with his left and then gifts it to his right hand.
Stitches: Done!
Moss looks a frustrated figure as he shoves his face into his hands.
Greg: Stitches is here to see you
Ben Moss: Send him in
Without even waiting Stitches struts into the office with the piece of gold on his shoulder. He takes a seat and then drops the title on top of Ben Moss’s desk.
Stitches: Why have I been summoned?
Ben Moss: I’d give you a guess
Ben Moss says lifting his left eye brow knowing damn well Stitches knew why he was in the room.
Stitches: I mean, this gold is rightfully mine anyways, he never pinned me for a 3 count to get it.
Ben Moss: You lost it Stitches! Now I got the champ blowing up my phone and scouring the entire arena looking for your ass all night; this is not convenient for me
Stitches: So what do you want me to do?
Ben Moss: Hand it over to it’s rightful owner
Stitches grabbed the title with his left and then gifts it to his right hand.
Stitches: Done!
Moss looks a frustrated figure as he shoves his face into his hands.
Ben Moss: I don’t get it, you do know you have a rematch clause to cash in at any time?
Stitches: Your point?
Ben Moss: Why not do that and get this whole thing done with
Stitches: Where’s the fun in that
A ruckus is heard from the backroom, with yells “IS HE HERE”. The voice is obvious, El Pablo. He barges into the room, kicking the door wide open as Greg in the room before crunches under his desk for safety. Stitches reacts with some reflex getting to his feet but it’s too late, El Pablo begins onloading punches right to his face and forces him onto Moss’s desk.
Ben Moss: Stop this nonsense!
The fight was not going to stop any time soon, Pablo takes Stitches head and smashes the back of his head into the mahogany wood multiple times and then sends the man head first against the wall where he smashes his face and falls to the floor laughing whilst in pain.
El Pablo: I’ll be in a wrestling ring whenever you are ready to get your ass handed to you again, Perra!
El Pablo picks his title from the ground and Moss just sits there with his office an utter mess. His laptop smashed on the ground and documents all over the place. El Pablo takes his title and exits the room.
Ben Moss: Greg get your ass in here and clean this fucking place up!
Leurox: Wow! That was intense!
Reeve: An understatement
LIVE •
The scene opens to Otaki setting down her things in the locker room. There’s a knock at the door and, with one hand behind her back, Otaki opens it to see Criss Cassidy standing in a suit and tie.
Cassidy: I hope you’re not planning any more slick shit tonight Megan. You’re in my neck of the woods now.
Otaki: You’re Swedish? I totally would’ve never guessed. Can you please get Joakim Brodén to sign this?
Enthusiastically leaves The Emo Princess’ lips as she brings Sabaton’s ‘The Art of War’ CD out from behind her back.
Cassidy: No! I’m talking about the Indy scene. Living in hotel rooms. Working where you can, getting it in when you can. Improvising, adapting, overcoming. I been doing this for a long time it feels like. And tonight it’s going to be all worth it.
Otaki: What is an ‘Indy scene’?
The Englishwoman starts yet, without letting the male speak up, she continues.
Otaki: Because, last time I check, don’t most people spend their year travelling from door to door, from hotel room to hotel room, just to work wherever one can get work? If so then isn’t everywhere part of this ‘Indy scene’ you mention? Or are you implying that places like Sweden ain’t good enough for the ‘big leagues’?
The milky skinned woman giggles after saying her words, as if happy with her questions, before giving off a smile that’ll rival the Cheshire Cat’s own.
Otaki: But...what are you on about, with this ‘slick shit’ you mentioned?
Cassidy: I see through your bs, and I know I can beat you. So go ahead and smile, toss around the jokes. After tonight you’re going to learn to take me serious.
Otaki: You, my friend, clearly still have a lot to learn. You don’t think I take you seriously? Don’t be a fool, I know you have talent but if you can’t take a little...what they call, ribbing...how do you expect to survive in wrestling? Trust me, Crissy Wissy, I’m somewhat a master of survival.
Cassidy: Well tonight you can show me. Show me the real Otaki. I want to face the woman who put a brand on her back and took it to new heights.
Otaki: ‘The real Otaki’, eh?
She giggles a little more.
Otaki: You entertain me so much, Crissy. But if you can’t handle a tiny piece of a life lesson...then fine, I’ll be girl scout and play by your rules…
The Englishwoman accompanies her words with the actions of pressing the little finger of her clenched right hand on her left breast, hold her clenched left hand behind her back and stood up straight.
Otaki: I’ll be as clean as a whistle as I beat you tonight-
The FSW representative moves her right hand forward and extend it towards the male.
Otaki:-deal?
Cassidy: I’d love to see you try.
He answers while reaching for The Emo Princess’ extended hand...only for the Purple Haired Dynamo to pull her hand away at the last moment with a smile on her lips.
Otaki: Wish you luck.
The milky skinned woman couldn’t help but smile a little more after saying her words as she walks past Criss. Only stopping as she is the one who now stands in the open doorway of this room.
Otaki: Oh...and about this ‘real Otaki’...who say she hasn’t been in front of you the entire time?
She finalises her question with a more devious smile before walking away, leaving The Second Coming to ponder her question.
Cassidy: I hope you’re not planning any more slick shit tonight Megan. You’re in my neck of the woods now.
Otaki: You’re Swedish? I totally would’ve never guessed. Can you please get Joakim Brodén to sign this?
Enthusiastically leaves The Emo Princess’ lips as she brings Sabaton’s ‘The Art of War’ CD out from behind her back.
Cassidy: No! I’m talking about the Indy scene. Living in hotel rooms. Working where you can, getting it in when you can. Improvising, adapting, overcoming. I been doing this for a long time it feels like. And tonight it’s going to be all worth it.
Otaki: What is an ‘Indy scene’?
The Englishwoman starts yet, without letting the male speak up, she continues.
Otaki: Because, last time I check, don’t most people spend their year travelling from door to door, from hotel room to hotel room, just to work wherever one can get work? If so then isn’t everywhere part of this ‘Indy scene’ you mention? Or are you implying that places like Sweden ain’t good enough for the ‘big leagues’?
The milky skinned woman giggles after saying her words, as if happy with her questions, before giving off a smile that’ll rival the Cheshire Cat’s own.
Otaki: But...what are you on about, with this ‘slick shit’ you mentioned?
Cassidy: I see through your bs, and I know I can beat you. So go ahead and smile, toss around the jokes. After tonight you’re going to learn to take me serious.
Otaki: You, my friend, clearly still have a lot to learn. You don’t think I take you seriously? Don’t be a fool, I know you have talent but if you can’t take a little...what they call, ribbing...how do you expect to survive in wrestling? Trust me, Crissy Wissy, I’m somewhat a master of survival.
Cassidy: Well tonight you can show me. Show me the real Otaki. I want to face the woman who put a brand on her back and took it to new heights.
Otaki: ‘The real Otaki’, eh?
She giggles a little more.
Otaki: You entertain me so much, Crissy. But if you can’t handle a tiny piece of a life lesson...then fine, I’ll be girl scout and play by your rules…
The Englishwoman accompanies her words with the actions of pressing the little finger of her clenched right hand on her left breast, hold her clenched left hand behind her back and stood up straight.
Otaki: I’ll be as clean as a whistle as I beat you tonight-
The FSW representative moves her right hand forward and extend it towards the male.
Otaki:-deal?
Cassidy: I’d love to see you try.
He answers while reaching for The Emo Princess’ extended hand...only for the Purple Haired Dynamo to pull her hand away at the last moment with a smile on her lips.
Otaki: Wish you luck.
The milky skinned woman couldn’t help but smile a little more after saying her words as she walks past Criss. Only stopping as she is the one who now stands in the open doorway of this room.
Otaki: Oh...and about this ‘real Otaki’...who say she hasn’t been in front of you the entire time?
She finalises her question with a more devious smile before walking away, leaving The Second Coming to ponder her question.
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SINGLE MATCH
CRISS CASSIDY VS OTAKI
Leurox: Ladies and gentlemen it is time for the main event of the evening
Reeve: From this very commentary table, Otaki last week challenged Criss to this fight
Leurox: Memorable moment for us to be around talent like that, but yeah she did and here we are toninght
Reeve: The last time they faced off, it was Otaki that won on FSW, you can bet Cassidy would be desperate for a win
Leurox: That he will but Otaki could use that same desperation to her advantage, it’s chess not checkers
Reeve: No it’s not, its wrestling you dummy
*Leuroxs shakes her head in disappointment*
"Second Coming" by Juelz Santana begins to play as smoke shoots out infront of the entrance.
Damon Reid: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Chicago, Illinois, the second coming, CRISSS CASSIDY!
Criss Cassidy walks out from behind the curtains and stands on the ramp in a lavish robe and matching long tights. He holds his arms out and makes his way down to the ring. He gets to the ring climbs in and waits for his opponent.
Leurox: Cassidy looks in tip top shape
Reeve: Of course he does, just two weeks ago, he was able to take out the Indy champion, El Pablo! The man is ready for the big leagues
on the road
on the road
A rev of a guitar causes all the lights in the arena to drop out into darkness.
on the road
on the road
ON THE ROAD TO VIRIDIAN CITY
With that yell the lights suddenly burst into life, which reveals a woman in a purple cloak standing on the stage. While only her eyes and mouth could be seen from her hood. Her milky white skin and purple hair making it rather obvious that this person is Otaki. Her cloak doesn't cover the front of her attire, a purple one-piece outfit with no sleeves or coverage for the legs, a belt around her waist with PokéBalls on them and a pair of blue boots, as Otaki starts to go down the ramp-way.
Damon Reid: And his opponent, from Nottingham England, the Emo Princess, OTAKI!!!!
Once arriving the bottom of the ramp a smile appears on Otaki's face as she raises her hood up and off, revealing not only her face but also a red gem that is on her forehead. Once she reveals her face The Emo Princess moves up the steps and gets onto the apron before bending over the middle rope to enter the ring. Once inside the ring Otaki proceeds to take off her cloak, revealing the back of her outfit to any potential man in the crowd tonight as she neatly folds her cloak up and places it on the ropes nearest her. Right afterwards she bounces over to the ropes opposite, stepping one foot on the bottom rope while stepping the other on the middle rope and takes her Pokéball off before lifting it up in the air.
Leurox: Nice to see more stars from other brands joining us here on Prime. It’s just another example of how big the brand has gotten in so little time.
Reeve: That it has, and it will only get bigger.
The referee calls both of them to the center of the ring and explains the rules to them; as the referee does, they nod along agreeing with the rules. Once the referee is done, he sends them back to their corners and calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Once the bell is called both go at it immediately, they start off with dispatching lefts and rights like a street brawl, neither giving a flying shit about defense. A couple clear cut hits to the noggin reminds them both of the benefits of an adequate defense so they pull back and begin to watch each other as they swarm in a circle waiting for a moment to strike. Otaki finds that moment by jumping into Cassidy, legs crapped around his waist and just furiously pounding into his face crashing him down to the mat. She continues to thunder the punches down at Cassidy till the referee warns her off and proposes some restraint.
Criss finds his feet in the brief moment the referee explains his displeasure to Otaki and then they go at it again. Criss this time goes on the offensive with a clothesline only for Otaki to get under it and nail him with an Enziguiri. She climbs to the top of the turnbuckle and measures Criss. Once Criss rises to his feet she nails him with the double axe handle and then goes for the pin.
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Kick Out!
Leurox: That was almost really quick work from the former FSW champion.
Reeve: She looks in very rare form, hardly giving Cassidy a moment to breath
Leurox: Well that’s one way to win fights, you overwhelm your opponent
Otaki helps Cassidy up just to get nailed with a very strong Irish whip into the corner. She crashes back first into the pads and immediately collapses to the ground. Cassidy takes a minute but eventually finds his feet, he pulls Otaki by the hair to her feet and then nails her with the fisherman carry. Without wasting a moment he continues his offensive onslaught, he picks her up and then plants her into the mat with a spinbuster. He wasn’t done though, he picks her up one more time and then nails her with the spinning neckbreaker.
Leurox: Dear God there is no love lost here, Cassidy is trying to put her out of commission
Reeve: Wait, he was paying her commissions for what? What’s going on? Is this some stormy Daniels hush money situation? What is this?
Leurox: … Please shut up.
Criss Cassidy pulls Otaki away from the ropes and goes for a pin of his own.
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Kick Out!
Leurox: I don’t know how she did it!
Reeve: She must really want that commission
Criss cannot believe it, he picks Otaki up but while he does she racks him in the eye, blinding the man for enough time to hit him with a running hurricarana. The hurricarana sends him shoulders first in-between the turnbuckles and onto the ring post. She pulls him away from the turnbuckle and drops him to the mat, she then locks him in the DEANIMATION!
Leurox: It’s that rare naked choke the DEANIMATION! CASSIDY IS IN TROUBLE
Reeve: He is turning purple and blue
Cassidy looks for a way out as he begins to lose color in his face, the ropes a but inches away but yet he cannot reach. He digs deep and puts everything into forcing his way forward one fold and just holds onto the ropes for dear life. The referee calls Otaki off and she obliges.
Otaki steps away from Cassidy giving him the room to stand up as she powers up for her Kamehameha.
Leurox: Oh dear God! It will be over in a damn moment
Reeve: He is in all sorts of trouble here
As Cassidy rises to his feet she nails the KAMEHAMEHA! But he is out of the way! She hits the referee with the move and he is knocked out!
“OH MY GOD”
The referee falling to the mat distracts her for a second and Cassidy reaches into his tights and pulls out a tiny bag. He pours its contents into his hand, a white powder and then once Otaki turns around he blinds her by blowing it into her eyes.
Leurox: That is cheating!!! Someone call the match!
Reeve: The referee is knocked out from that Kamehameha
Cassidy nails her with the HOLY GRAIL! The spinning cockscrew kick nearly takes her head off and then he goes for the pin urging the substitute referee running into the scene from behind the curtains to hurry. Once he gets there he begins the count.
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DING DING DING!!!
“BOOOOOOOOO”
“BOOOOOOOOO”
“BOOOOOOOOO”
Leurox: The fans didn’t like that one
Reeve: Unfortunately, a win is a win
Damon Reid: Here’s your winner, THE SECOND COMING! CRISS CASSIDY!
Criss lifts his own arm in victory basking in the moment.
Leurox: They are level now, each of them has a win to their name. The tie breaker, whenever it may be, and wherever it may be, will be absolutely epic.
Reeve: I definitely cannot wait for it, if it is anything like tonight’s fight was, I’m all eyes
Leurox: Well that’s all the time we have for you tonight, see you next time for our SOUTH AMERICAN Prime special, goodnight.
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END SCREEN
RESULT SUMMARY:
DONNIE DECO VS CARLOS RUIZ
WINNER: CARLOS RUIZ
STITCHES VS HONEY HUNT
WINNER: STITCHES
DIABHAL VS CHRISTOPHER CHAMBERS
WINNER: DIABHAL
TRIXIE VS CANDY
WINNER: CANDY
KILLJOY ITO VS STK
WINNER: KILLJOY ITO
NEVAEH VS EL PABLO
WINNER: NEVAEH
OTAKI VS CRISS CASSIDY
WINNER: CRISS CASSIDY
WINNER: CARLOS RUIZ
STITCHES VS HONEY HUNT
WINNER: STITCHES
DIABHAL VS CHRISTOPHER CHAMBERS
WINNER: DIABHAL
TRIXIE VS CANDY
WINNER: CANDY
KILLJOY ITO VS STK
WINNER: KILLJOY ITO
NEVAEH VS EL PABLO
WINNER: NEVAEH
OTAKI VS CRISS CASSIDY
WINNER: CRISS CASSIDY
SHOW MVP: CANDY
SEGMENTS SUBMITTED BY:
NEVAEH
CANDY
KILLJOY ITO
CRISS CASSIDY
EL PABLO
TRIXIE
HONEY HUNT
OTAKI
