Post by FN'R on Aug 25, 2018 2:03:31 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..
» ROAD TO NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS 2018
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE
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EPISODE 438
AUGUST 24TH 2018Fridays at 11:00 PM CST (ESPN, Spike, SkySports)
Brought to you by Under Armour, Sony and Dr Pepper
EPISODE 438
LIVE! from THE SAP ARENA, WITCHITA KANSAS
EWC RAMPAGE
8/24/2018
Live From SAP ARENA
Commentators: El Chupacabra & Jesse Payne
Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui
Head Ref: John Dean
Backstage Help: Ace Heart
Soldiers by Otherwise 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 Lavender and Nostalgia, Maggie Lockheart and United States Champion Ace King, before ending with the EWC Tag Team Champion Rob Garcia.
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.
WE LOVE ACE!
GRIZZLY FOR US CHAMP!
LETS GO GEORGIE!
RAMPAGE OVER BRAWL!!!
WE LOVE ACE!
GRIZZLY FOR US CHAMP!
LETS GO GEORGIE!
RAMPAGE OVER BRAWL!!!
FNR
FNR
FNR
FNR
FNR
Jesse Payne: Sup.
El Chupacabra: What a show we have planed for tonight. Tag team action, no dq triple threats and what is sure to be a crazy main event! Lets get started now.
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OPENER
LEE MULLIGAN
VS
XANDER "LEGION" AZULA
VS
BRET STEEL
VS
XANDER "LEGION" AZULA
VS
BRET STEEL
“Hells Bells” hits the arena and fans get to their feet. We then see “The Violence King” Lee Mulligan make his way down the aisle and to the ring. Once to the ring, he climbs in and then goes to each corner, raising his hand in victory. When his music stops he waits for the match to start.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing first. Standing at six-foot-three and weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, Leeeeeee Muuuuuulligaaaaan!
Lee raises his fists the crowd.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent,
The whistling intro of “Engel” plays over the PA system, setting the crowd off in a chorus of boos as Legion and his Eternal Circle disciples step out onto the stage, surveying the crowd with a gleeful grin.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Hailing from the underbelly of Long Beach, California, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the Disciple of Chaos…LEGION!
The crowd show their disdain for Legion and his crew, who simply laugh at the ignorance they see as they head toward the ring. Legion directs his disciples to circle around the ring, and they all hop onto the apron with wicked smiles on their faces. They enter the ring and crowd Lee in the corner who stands tall against the numbers game. Legion directs his crew to leave the ring, they do, and Lee backs up some.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: and their opponent, from Boston, Mass.... weighing in at 265 pounds....joined by his manager and future self from the future... Breeeeett Steeeeeel.
Fourth of July style pyros and fireworks go off as Man on a Mission by John Cena begins to play. The building explodes with a mixture of boos and cheers as Brett Steel and his older self from the future come running onto the stage all hyped up and working the crowd. They give each other a look and nod then haul ass down the way to the ring and slide in. Each take turns on opposing turnbuckles playing to the fans. They then gather at the center of the ring and throw their ball caps into the crowd and take off their matching shirts and pose. Brett's older self leaves the ring, allowing present Brett to go to the corner and wait for the victim who is gone get an ass beating. Legion and Lee both enter the ring and get to their own corners. The ref rings the bell,
El Chupacabra: Very interesting match here, one has to wonder… is that actually future Brett Steel right there?
Jesse Payne: Fuck if I know, but I’ve gotta say I like the younger one more than the older one.
Legion quickly rolls out of the ring and looks under it for a weapon, he finds a table and slides it into the ring and then waits as Lee and Brett are in a tie up, Legion grabs a trashcan lid from under the ring and slides in, attacking Brett from behind with a smash to his head. Legion then smashes Lee as well, who stumbles back a bit. Legion steps towards Lee but is met by a massive chop to his chest that sounds somewhat like a gunshot! Legion falls down and rolls out of the ring. Lee exits onto the apron and then jumps off, hitting Legion with a double axe handle! Lee drags Legion up and pushes him into the barricade, followed by another giant chop! Legion’s chest is already bruising!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Back in the ring, Brett has found his footing and is setting up the table. Lee slides into the ring and goes spins Brett around but is met with a headbutt for his trouble. Brett kicks Lee who stumbles back into the ropes and rebounds off, on the rebound Brett pops him into the air and spins around driving him through the table with a Pop-Up SlamJam! Cover!
ONE…
TWO…
TH
Breaking up as Legion pulls Brett off of Lee via dragging his legs. Legion slides Brett’s legs up to his torso and then wheelbarrows him up and drops him hard with a Faithbreaker! Cover!
ONE…
TWO…
THR
Breakup by Lee Mulligan! Legion rolls out of the ring and slaps his head, yelling at the crowd. In the ring, Lee is trying to stand using the ropes. Legion rolls in and runs at Lee who uses the ropes to stand and elbow Legion who stumbles back. Lee kicks Legion in the midsection and pulls him in to piledriver territory. Lee grabs Legions calves and then leaps a bit, dropping him headfirst with the package piledriver! Cover!
ONE…
TWO…
THR
Breakup by Brett Steel!
El Chupacabra: Jesus, what a match!
Brett slowly gets to his feet, as does Lee. They begin to trade lefts and rights. The crowd has a dueling chant going when Brett suddenly hits a burst of speed and goes off on Lee. Lee eats the first few punches but begins to retreat after about two more. Stumbling backwards, Brett grabs Lee’s arm and pulls him onto his shoulders into a fireman’s carry. Brett goes to the ring ropes and tosses Lee over the side with a Ring Rattler!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Brett turns around to face Legion but is hit with the trash can lid right in the face, Brett turns around and grabs the top rope to brace himself from falling but Legion rolls him up and puts his feet on the top rope for more leverage!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Emmanuelle Chriqui: And your winner by pinfall, Legion!
Legion quickly rolls out of the ring and darts up the ramp to safety, he turns around and taunts his opponents as the Circle comes out to join him. In the ring Brett looks angry, future Brett is trying to calm him down. And on the outside Lee is using the barricade to pull himself up.
El Chupacabra: What a way to start the show!
Jesse Payne: Yea, with the right guy winning! Woo!
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing first. Standing at six-foot-three and weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, Leeeeeee Muuuuuulligaaaaan!
Lee raises his fists the crowd.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: And his opponent,
The whistling intro of “Engel” plays over the PA system, setting the crowd off in a chorus of boos as Legion and his Eternal Circle disciples step out onto the stage, surveying the crowd with a gleeful grin.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Hailing from the underbelly of Long Beach, California, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the Disciple of Chaos…LEGION!
The crowd show their disdain for Legion and his crew, who simply laugh at the ignorance they see as they head toward the ring. Legion directs his disciples to circle around the ring, and they all hop onto the apron with wicked smiles on their faces. They enter the ring and crowd Lee in the corner who stands tall against the numbers game. Legion directs his crew to leave the ring, they do, and Lee backs up some.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: and their opponent, from Boston, Mass.... weighing in at 265 pounds....joined by his manager and future self from the future... Breeeeett Steeeeeel.
Fourth of July style pyros and fireworks go off as Man on a Mission by John Cena begins to play. The building explodes with a mixture of boos and cheers as Brett Steel and his older self from the future come running onto the stage all hyped up and working the crowd. They give each other a look and nod then haul ass down the way to the ring and slide in. Each take turns on opposing turnbuckles playing to the fans. They then gather at the center of the ring and throw their ball caps into the crowd and take off their matching shirts and pose. Brett's older self leaves the ring, allowing present Brett to go to the corner and wait for the victim who is gone get an ass beating. Legion and Lee both enter the ring and get to their own corners. The ref rings the bell,
DING DING DING
El Chupacabra: Very interesting match here, one has to wonder… is that actually future Brett Steel right there?
Jesse Payne: Fuck if I know, but I’ve gotta say I like the younger one more than the older one.
Legion quickly rolls out of the ring and looks under it for a weapon, he finds a table and slides it into the ring and then waits as Lee and Brett are in a tie up, Legion grabs a trashcan lid from under the ring and slides in, attacking Brett from behind with a smash to his head. Legion then smashes Lee as well, who stumbles back a bit. Legion steps towards Lee but is met by a massive chop to his chest that sounds somewhat like a gunshot! Legion falls down and rolls out of the ring. Lee exits onto the apron and then jumps off, hitting Legion with a double axe handle! Lee drags Legion up and pushes him into the barricade, followed by another giant chop! Legion’s chest is already bruising!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Back in the ring, Brett has found his footing and is setting up the table. Lee slides into the ring and goes spins Brett around but is met with a headbutt for his trouble. Brett kicks Lee who stumbles back into the ropes and rebounds off, on the rebound Brett pops him into the air and spins around driving him through the table with a Pop-Up SlamJam! Cover!
ONE…
TWO…
TH
Breaking up as Legion pulls Brett off of Lee via dragging his legs. Legion slides Brett’s legs up to his torso and then wheelbarrows him up and drops him hard with a Faithbreaker! Cover!
ONE…
TWO…
THR
Breakup by Lee Mulligan! Legion rolls out of the ring and slaps his head, yelling at the crowd. In the ring, Lee is trying to stand using the ropes. Legion rolls in and runs at Lee who uses the ropes to stand and elbow Legion who stumbles back. Lee kicks Legion in the midsection and pulls him in to piledriver territory. Lee grabs Legions calves and then leaps a bit, dropping him headfirst with the package piledriver! Cover!
ONE…
TWO…
THR
Breakup by Brett Steel!
El Chupacabra: Jesus, what a match!
Brett slowly gets to his feet, as does Lee. They begin to trade lefts and rights. The crowd has a dueling chant going when Brett suddenly hits a burst of speed and goes off on Lee. Lee eats the first few punches but begins to retreat after about two more. Stumbling backwards, Brett grabs Lee’s arm and pulls him onto his shoulders into a fireman’s carry. Brett goes to the ring ropes and tosses Lee over the side with a Ring Rattler!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Brett turns around to face Legion but is hit with the trash can lid right in the face, Brett turns around and grabs the top rope to brace himself from falling but Legion rolls him up and puts his feet on the top rope for more leverage!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Emmanuelle Chriqui: And your winner by pinfall, Legion!
Legion quickly rolls out of the ring and darts up the ramp to safety, he turns around and taunts his opponents as the Circle comes out to join him. In the ring Brett looks angry, future Brett is trying to calm him down. And on the outside Lee is using the barricade to pull himself up.
El Chupacabra: What a way to start the show!
Jesse Payne: Yea, with the right guy winning! Woo!
MATCH TWO
VS
MUCHO GRANDE
MUCHO GRANDE
Wind howls through the speakers as the lights begin to fall and a single guitar riff breaks through the silence. Those who recognize the tell-tale chord give a rousing ovation, eager for the man’s arrival, while others wait with baited breath. The guitar is soon overcome by an onset of drums as the music quickly revs up, becoming the infamous ballad of “The Good, Bad and the Ugly”. The cheers become deafening as Billy Mitchell steps out from behind the curtain and strides up to the edge of the stage, the coattails of his duster billowing behind him. Ever so slowly, he lifts his head, revealing a hard-set stare beneath the brim of his battered Stetson. Eyes locked on the ring below, the ‘American Outlaw’ takes a deep breath before starting down the ramp as people crowd the barriers. Keeping to the center of the aisle, Mitchell extends his arms, slapping palms with as many of the ringside fans as he can reach. Taking his time, he walks along the guardrail, giving out a few more palm slaps before stopping in front of a young child. Taking off his hat, he sets it on their head and adjusts it a bit before clapping the kid on the shoulder. Turning to the ropes, he grabs hold and pulls himself up onto the apron. Ducking into the ring, Mitchell moves to the corner, mounting the top and middle buckles while thrusting a fist high into the air, earning a thunderous ovation from the fans. Dropping his arm, the big man rolls his shoulders to slide off the coat, earning cat calls from the female fans. Passing the coat to a crewman at ringside, Mitchell drops to the mat and faces the stage while leaning up against the corner.
The Offspring's "Come Out and Play" hits the PA to a roar from the crowd.
GOTTA KEEP EM' SEPARATED!
At the eleven second mark, the song starts to pick up. Davey emerges atop the stairs leading down to the seats.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Hailing from Brooklyn, New York, he is "DIY" Davey Lennox!
Davey makes his way down the stairs with a quick jog, slapping the outstretched hands of the fans lining the stairwell leading to ringside. With little effort, he hops the barricade and make their way into the ring. Davey takes to a ring post, shouting inaudibly at the crowd before taking to his corner with Billy.
"Walk" sounds off across the loudspeakers as Grizzly Duggan and Carlos Ruiz come out onto the stage, they are met by many cheers. They head to the ring, Grizzly stepping onto the apron and then over the top rope into the ring.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: And their opponents, the EWC #1 contenders to the Tag Titles, Mucho Grande!
The ref calls for the bell and this tag team match is underway! Carlos and Davey start off the the match for their respective teams. We get a lock up and Davey with a go behind. Davey hits Carlos from behind before setting up for The Nazi Punk's Fuck Off, but Carlos is able to fight his way out of it. Davey turns around and Carlos goes for Spanish Eyes, but Davey drops to the mat to dodge the shot. Davey up and shoots in for a double leg, but Carlos widens his base to block it. Carlos is able to turn the move into an abdominal stretch. Carlos wrenches on the hold for a bit before Davey is able to get to the ropes before taking over Carlos with a hip toss. Carlos pops up before going to his corner and tagging in Grizzly Duggan.
Grizzly charges at Davey who rolls out of the way. Grizzly turns around into a series of shots from Davey. Grizzly eventually gets mad before chopping Davey to the mat. Grizzly tosses Davey to his own corner. Davey tags Billy Mitchell into the match. Billy comes in and right away locks up with Grizzly. The two men jock for position before Billy with a go behind. Billy attempts to whip Grizzly into the ropes, but he gets a reverse. Billy off the ropes and Grizzly goes for a bit boot that Billy dodges. Billy off the other side and goes for The 3:10 To Yuma, but Grizzly is able to dodge the move as well. Billy off the other side and both men collide with shoulder blocks sending them both down.
Jesse Payne: Two bigger men showing off the power game that they both have. Interesting stuff.
El Chupacabra: Billy Mitchell and Davey Lennox need to make sure that they get Grizzly Duggan out of this match and that they do not let him get back into it. Grizzly is by far the biggest and strongest man in this match. Davey and Billy have to isolate the smaller man. I mean you can look at it like this. Mucho Grande are facing the EWC World Tag Team Champions at the pay per view here in a couple days. A for Davey and Billy despite not being a regular team should automatically place them into contention for those tag team belts. Mucho Grande can not be looking passed these two talented young men, because Davey and Billy have the ability to get the win here despite not being a normal tag team. Yeah those belts are important to Mucho Grande and I have faith that they can take them, but they should not be the only thing on their minds, because they can't afford a loss here tonight.
Grizzly and Billy each crawl to their corners and we get tags! Carlos Ruiz and Davey Lennox are into the match! The two men sprint to the center of the ring and start to trade shots with Carlos getting an advantage. Carlos has Davey rocking and goes for The Spanish Eyes, but Davey with a dodge. Carlos turns around into Talk Shit Get Shot! Cover by Davey
1
2
broken up by Grizzly Duggan!
Both men are up and Davey goes for a DDT, but Carlos drops down and takes out his legs. Carlos is able to lock Davey in Cangrejo Espanol! Davey screams as Carlos wrenches on the hold. After a bit of time Billy gets into the ring and runs at Carlos hitting him with a bulldog to break up the hold! Billy Mitchell drags his partner to their corner before tagging himself into the match! Billy off the ropes and drops a leg onto the back of the head of the downed Carlos Ruiz!
1
2
kickout by Carlos Ruiz!
Both men are up and when Billy goes to grab Carlos he gets rolled up in a small package!
1
2
broken up by Davey Lennox!
Both men are up and Carlos leaps to his corner tagging Grizzly Duggan back into the match! Grizzly in and right away Davey and Billy hit him in the gut. The two men go for a double suplex, but Grizzly ducks and takes them both over with a suplex of his own. Davey and Billy are up, but get sent over the top to the outside with a clothesline! Carlos runs into the match giving instruction to Grizzly who presses him overhead and tosses him to the two opponents on the outside of the ring! Carlos rolls Billy back into the ring, and right into Grizzly who scroops him up and drops him with a big running powerslam. He covers.
1
2
3!!!
Emmanuelle Chriqui: and your winners, Mucho Grande!
El Chupacabra: Grizzly did It! He got his win back over Billy!
Jesse Payne: Well good for him, no one cares.
The cameras switch to the entrance ramp where we can see a smug and smartly-dressed Rob Garcia swaggering down, with Jeff Noon close behind, carrying the EWC Tag Team Championships. Garcia has a microphone in hand, and raises it to his lips as he approached ringside.
Rob Garcia: Clap-clap-clap..! Who’s a good doggie? Is it you, Duggy? Is it, boy, huh? Has your owner Carlos Payne fed you your doggie treats?
Payne: Hey, keep my name out of your sleazy mouth, you! What’s he even doing here, didn’t he slink off to Monday Night Brawl to “save it” or some nonsense?
El Chupacabra: Isn’t it obvious what he’s doing, Jesse? He’s trying to rile up Mucho Grande! one last time before Night of Champions. Never let it be said that Rob Garcia was ever short of smarm or balls.
Mucho Grande! are back on their feet in the ring as Garcia approaches the apron. Duggan is red-faced and chomping at the bit to get at him as Carlos tries his best to hold him back and attempt to laugh it all off. Garcia notices this and points at them.
Rob Garcia: That’s it, muchacho, you keep your big dumb bulldog on a leash! As you can see, I’m not dressed for a fight, and I have no intention of attacking the two of you solo, so if either you or your cave troll lay a hand on me you’ll be hearing from my lawyers. And you definitely don’t need more legal troubles, do ya hombre? You no so loco for el policio, huh?
This time it’s Carlos who rounds on Rob as he climbs confidently into the ring as Noon hangs at ringside, and surprisingly it’s Duggan who now holds back his luchadore partner as the crowds deafen us with the roars of their disdain for Garcia, who smirks and holds his hands up for peace and quiet.
Rob Garcia: I didn’t think so… I don’t even think you have a license for that dumb bear, do you? And he must get real ornery when he hasn’t had his picker-nic baskets… No, no, no, wouldn’t want to have Animal Control take him from you just yet… not before I get the chance to well and truly humiliate and destroy you at Night of Champions to retain my titles from your greasy hands.
El Chupacabra: Big words from a guy standing there alone, with no sign of a partner days away from his big match! Who does he think he’s fooling with his sarcastic… wait, who’s that?
An excited and curious clamour comes over the crowd as a large dark figure emerges from them, mounting the barrier and grabbing two steel chairs as Garcia continues to distract Mucho Grande! He looks awfully familiar…
El Chupacabra: Wait, is that…? Oh my God, it is! That’s Captain Morgan Darkwater!
Payne: You were asking about who Garcia’s partner could be…? Looks like it’s not changed!
El Chupacabra: Yeah, but what the hell’s happened to the Captain?!
The darkly-clad Darkwater quietly enters the ring over the top-rope behind Mucho Grande and gives Garcia a curt nod. Garcia smirks again.
Rob Garcia: And, since you seem so keen to spout of the impressive history of Mucho Blande…? Please allow me to follow suit by showing the world the dominant beginnings… of the Soldiers of Fortune!!
He drops the microphone as Mucho Grande! exchange confused glances. They are about to demand an explanation from Garcia when the Captain lobs a steel chair over their heads. Prepared, Garcia catches it by the legs and, together, he and Darkwater attack! Garcia’s chair buries itself in the gut of a startled Carlos Ruiz as Morgan’s strikes Grizzly Duggan’s back with a sickening crunch, driving both members Mucho Grande! to their knees as the crowd roars in outrage.
Payne: What a disgusting sneak attack! I’d expect such a travesty from the ReMnant, but the Captain?
El Chupacabra: I’m not so sure we’re seeing the same Captain we all knew and loved anymore, Jesse! Not only does he look different, but he’s got a whole new cold ruthlessness about him - it’s damn scary!
Garcia is jeering loudly, racing over to Morgan’s side, clapping him on the chest in a congratulatory manner as he gloats over the double-over bodies of their soon-to-be opponents. Morgan is merely standing deathly still, gazing down at the two men with cold, emotionless indifference, a stark contrast to his partner’s ecstatic behaviour.
To their credit, Mucho Grande! quickly recover from their surprise and start struggling to their feet. Noon notices this and shouts for his two clients to resume their beatdown, and the Soldiers of Fortune are quick to oblige, raining down further chair-shots that have the fans booing louder and louder with every strike. But Mucho Grande! seem to firm through the assault, staggering with each new blow but otherwise working their way to their feet before launching themselves at their opponents for the Tag Team Championships!
El Chupacabra: And here we go! It’s an all-out war of Garcia and Darkwater’s own making, and no man is backing down!
Wisely showing strategy in the heat of the moment, each member of Mucho Grande! go after their counterpart, Ruiz launching himself at Garcia in a flurry of fists as Duggan barrels into Darkwater with a stiff shoulder-tackle to the big man’s gut. Morgan manages to bring the steel chair down on Grizzly’s back a few more times, but the Monster Among Men has his thick arms locked firmly around the Captain’s waist and is slowly but surely tackling him down to his knees into the corner. Jarred from the impact, the Captain finally drops the chair and Duggan kicks it out of the ring as he proceeds to lay into him with a series of thunderous clubbing blows.
Meanwhile, Garcia has brought his steel chair up as a makeshift shield against the furious assault of Carlos Ruiz, who seems unfazed as his fists strike the steel again and again as he steadily forces Garcia to back up against the ropes. The the Spanish luchadore takes a few steps back and launches himself back at the sleazy tag champion, catching his steel chair with a hard missile dropkick that sends it cracking back against Garcia’s face and sends him flipping over the ropes and crashing to the ringside mats below. The crowd’s going nuts, thoroughly behind Mucho Grande! with rapturous cheers.
El Chupacabra: Mucho Grande!, quick with the comeback as they show Garcia and Morgan just whose show they trespassed on! Duggan has Darkwater confined to the corner as Carlos takes out the insufferable Rob Garcia with a stunning dropkick to the outside!
Jeff Noon is quick to Rob’s side, struggling to bring the stunned champ around and help him to his feet as Carlos takes a moment to pump the crowd. Once both men are to their feet, Ruiz quickly mounts the turnbuckle and flies through the air, taking out both Noon and Garcia with a stunning Moonsault that has the fans going nuts!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
Payne: Holy shit indeed! Carlos Ruiz with an incredible Moonsault that lays out both Garcia and that snake, Noon!
El Chupacabra: And it looks like Mucho Grande! isn’t done yet…!
Grizzly Duggan now has a firm hold on Captain Morgan, and has dragged him out from the corner. Once he makes sure his partner has scrambled off Garcia and Noon, Duggan gut-punches Morgan, hooking him up into a towering powerbomb hold of incredible strength! When the two men on the outside have once again managed to pull themselves to their feet, Duggan heaves Darkwater over the top-ropes in an impressive Jackknife Powerbomb, the massive and heavy body of the Captain colliding with his partner and their manager!
El Chupacabra: Mucho Grande cleaning house tonight on Rampage! Could Tag Team gold be in their near future?!
Smirking, Duggan climbs out of the ring and stoops over his partner, helping Ruiz to their feet. Then the two men set upon the pile of bodies with a cascade of fists and boots before dragging Garcia and Darkwater to their feet. Almost as one, though, the Soldiers of Fortune rally back, pushing their attackers away and lunging back into the fray! An all-out brawl ensues as the four men exchange blows as they stumble over each other back up the ramp where security and backstage staff are waiting, wondering if it’s even possible to break this up at this point as the crowds chant “Let Them Fight!”
Payne: Garcia and Darkwater thought they could get the drop on Mucho Grande! here tonight, but Duggan and Ruiz proved more than ready to rise to the challenge, and now it looks like their war is going to spill out backstage. We’ll try and keep you apprised, folks, but for now we have to go to a commercial.
Grizzly charges at Davey who rolls out of the way. Grizzly turns around into a series of shots from Davey. Grizzly eventually gets mad before chopping Davey to the mat. Grizzly tosses Davey to his own corner. Davey tags Billy Mitchell into the match. Billy comes in and right away locks up with Grizzly. The two men jock for position before Billy with a go behind. Billy attempts to whip Grizzly into the ropes, but he gets a reverse. Billy off the ropes and Grizzly goes for a bit boot that Billy dodges. Billy off the other side and goes for The 3:10 To Yuma, but Grizzly is able to dodge the move as well. Billy off the other side and both men collide with shoulder blocks sending them both down.
Jesse Payne: Two bigger men showing off the power game that they both have. Interesting stuff.
El Chupacabra: Billy Mitchell and Davey Lennox need to make sure that they get Grizzly Duggan out of this match and that they do not let him get back into it. Grizzly is by far the biggest and strongest man in this match. Davey and Billy have to isolate the smaller man. I mean you can look at it like this. Mucho Grande are facing the EWC World Tag Team Champions at the pay per view here in a couple days. A for Davey and Billy despite not being a regular team should automatically place them into contention for those tag team belts. Mucho Grande can not be looking passed these two talented young men, because Davey and Billy have the ability to get the win here despite not being a normal tag team. Yeah those belts are important to Mucho Grande and I have faith that they can take them, but they should not be the only thing on their minds, because they can't afford a loss here tonight.
Grizzly and Billy each crawl to their corners and we get tags! Carlos Ruiz and Davey Lennox are into the match! The two men sprint to the center of the ring and start to trade shots with Carlos getting an advantage. Carlos has Davey rocking and goes for The Spanish Eyes, but Davey with a dodge. Carlos turns around into Talk Shit Get Shot! Cover by Davey
1
2
broken up by Grizzly Duggan!
Both men are up and Davey goes for a DDT, but Carlos drops down and takes out his legs. Carlos is able to lock Davey in Cangrejo Espanol! Davey screams as Carlos wrenches on the hold. After a bit of time Billy gets into the ring and runs at Carlos hitting him with a bulldog to break up the hold! Billy Mitchell drags his partner to their corner before tagging himself into the match! Billy off the ropes and drops a leg onto the back of the head of the downed Carlos Ruiz!
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kickout by Carlos Ruiz!
Both men are up and when Billy goes to grab Carlos he gets rolled up in a small package!
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broken up by Davey Lennox!
Both men are up and Carlos leaps to his corner tagging Grizzly Duggan back into the match! Grizzly in and right away Davey and Billy hit him in the gut. The two men go for a double suplex, but Grizzly ducks and takes them both over with a suplex of his own. Davey and Billy are up, but get sent over the top to the outside with a clothesline! Carlos runs into the match giving instruction to Grizzly who presses him overhead and tosses him to the two opponents on the outside of the ring! Carlos rolls Billy back into the ring, and right into Grizzly who scroops him up and drops him with a big running powerslam. He covers.
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3!!!
Emmanuelle Chriqui: and your winners, Mucho Grande!
El Chupacabra: Grizzly did It! He got his win back over Billy!
Jesse Payne: Well good for him, no one cares.
The cameras switch to the entrance ramp where we can see a smug and smartly-dressed Rob Garcia swaggering down, with Jeff Noon close behind, carrying the EWC Tag Team Championships. Garcia has a microphone in hand, and raises it to his lips as he approached ringside.
Rob Garcia: Clap-clap-clap..! Who’s a good doggie? Is it you, Duggy? Is it, boy, huh? Has your owner Carlos Payne fed you your doggie treats?
Payne: Hey, keep my name out of your sleazy mouth, you! What’s he even doing here, didn’t he slink off to Monday Night Brawl to “save it” or some nonsense?
El Chupacabra: Isn’t it obvious what he’s doing, Jesse? He’s trying to rile up Mucho Grande! one last time before Night of Champions. Never let it be said that Rob Garcia was ever short of smarm or balls.
Mucho Grande! are back on their feet in the ring as Garcia approaches the apron. Duggan is red-faced and chomping at the bit to get at him as Carlos tries his best to hold him back and attempt to laugh it all off. Garcia notices this and points at them.
Rob Garcia: That’s it, muchacho, you keep your big dumb bulldog on a leash! As you can see, I’m not dressed for a fight, and I have no intention of attacking the two of you solo, so if either you or your cave troll lay a hand on me you’ll be hearing from my lawyers. And you definitely don’t need more legal troubles, do ya hombre? You no so loco for el policio, huh?
This time it’s Carlos who rounds on Rob as he climbs confidently into the ring as Noon hangs at ringside, and surprisingly it’s Duggan who now holds back his luchadore partner as the crowds deafen us with the roars of their disdain for Garcia, who smirks and holds his hands up for peace and quiet.
Rob Garcia: I didn’t think so… I don’t even think you have a license for that dumb bear, do you? And he must get real ornery when he hasn’t had his picker-nic baskets… No, no, no, wouldn’t want to have Animal Control take him from you just yet… not before I get the chance to well and truly humiliate and destroy you at Night of Champions to retain my titles from your greasy hands.
El Chupacabra: Big words from a guy standing there alone, with no sign of a partner days away from his big match! Who does he think he’s fooling with his sarcastic… wait, who’s that?
An excited and curious clamour comes over the crowd as a large dark figure emerges from them, mounting the barrier and grabbing two steel chairs as Garcia continues to distract Mucho Grande! He looks awfully familiar…
El Chupacabra: Wait, is that…? Oh my God, it is! That’s Captain Morgan Darkwater!
Payne: You were asking about who Garcia’s partner could be…? Looks like it’s not changed!
El Chupacabra: Yeah, but what the hell’s happened to the Captain?!
The darkly-clad Darkwater quietly enters the ring over the top-rope behind Mucho Grande and gives Garcia a curt nod. Garcia smirks again.
Rob Garcia: And, since you seem so keen to spout of the impressive history of Mucho Blande…? Please allow me to follow suit by showing the world the dominant beginnings… of the Soldiers of Fortune!!
He drops the microphone as Mucho Grande! exchange confused glances. They are about to demand an explanation from Garcia when the Captain lobs a steel chair over their heads. Prepared, Garcia catches it by the legs and, together, he and Darkwater attack! Garcia’s chair buries itself in the gut of a startled Carlos Ruiz as Morgan’s strikes Grizzly Duggan’s back with a sickening crunch, driving both members Mucho Grande! to their knees as the crowd roars in outrage.
Payne: What a disgusting sneak attack! I’d expect such a travesty from the ReMnant, but the Captain?
El Chupacabra: I’m not so sure we’re seeing the same Captain we all knew and loved anymore, Jesse! Not only does he look different, but he’s got a whole new cold ruthlessness about him - it’s damn scary!
Garcia is jeering loudly, racing over to Morgan’s side, clapping him on the chest in a congratulatory manner as he gloats over the double-over bodies of their soon-to-be opponents. Morgan is merely standing deathly still, gazing down at the two men with cold, emotionless indifference, a stark contrast to his partner’s ecstatic behaviour.
To their credit, Mucho Grande! quickly recover from their surprise and start struggling to their feet. Noon notices this and shouts for his two clients to resume their beatdown, and the Soldiers of Fortune are quick to oblige, raining down further chair-shots that have the fans booing louder and louder with every strike. But Mucho Grande! seem to firm through the assault, staggering with each new blow but otherwise working their way to their feet before launching themselves at their opponents for the Tag Team Championships!
El Chupacabra: And here we go! It’s an all-out war of Garcia and Darkwater’s own making, and no man is backing down!
Wisely showing strategy in the heat of the moment, each member of Mucho Grande! go after their counterpart, Ruiz launching himself at Garcia in a flurry of fists as Duggan barrels into Darkwater with a stiff shoulder-tackle to the big man’s gut. Morgan manages to bring the steel chair down on Grizzly’s back a few more times, but the Monster Among Men has his thick arms locked firmly around the Captain’s waist and is slowly but surely tackling him down to his knees into the corner. Jarred from the impact, the Captain finally drops the chair and Duggan kicks it out of the ring as he proceeds to lay into him with a series of thunderous clubbing blows.
Meanwhile, Garcia has brought his steel chair up as a makeshift shield against the furious assault of Carlos Ruiz, who seems unfazed as his fists strike the steel again and again as he steadily forces Garcia to back up against the ropes. The the Spanish luchadore takes a few steps back and launches himself back at the sleazy tag champion, catching his steel chair with a hard missile dropkick that sends it cracking back against Garcia’s face and sends him flipping over the ropes and crashing to the ringside mats below. The crowd’s going nuts, thoroughly behind Mucho Grande! with rapturous cheers.
El Chupacabra: Mucho Grande!, quick with the comeback as they show Garcia and Morgan just whose show they trespassed on! Duggan has Darkwater confined to the corner as Carlos takes out the insufferable Rob Garcia with a stunning dropkick to the outside!
Jeff Noon is quick to Rob’s side, struggling to bring the stunned champ around and help him to his feet as Carlos takes a moment to pump the crowd. Once both men are to their feet, Ruiz quickly mounts the turnbuckle and flies through the air, taking out both Noon and Garcia with a stunning Moonsault that has the fans going nuts!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
HOLY SHIT!!
Payne: Holy shit indeed! Carlos Ruiz with an incredible Moonsault that lays out both Garcia and that snake, Noon!
El Chupacabra: And it looks like Mucho Grande! isn’t done yet…!
Grizzly Duggan now has a firm hold on Captain Morgan, and has dragged him out from the corner. Once he makes sure his partner has scrambled off Garcia and Noon, Duggan gut-punches Morgan, hooking him up into a towering powerbomb hold of incredible strength! When the two men on the outside have once again managed to pull themselves to their feet, Duggan heaves Darkwater over the top-ropes in an impressive Jackknife Powerbomb, the massive and heavy body of the Captain colliding with his partner and their manager!
El Chupacabra: Mucho Grande cleaning house tonight on Rampage! Could Tag Team gold be in their near future?!
Smirking, Duggan climbs out of the ring and stoops over his partner, helping Ruiz to their feet. Then the two men set upon the pile of bodies with a cascade of fists and boots before dragging Garcia and Darkwater to their feet. Almost as one, though, the Soldiers of Fortune rally back, pushing their attackers away and lunging back into the fray! An all-out brawl ensues as the four men exchange blows as they stumble over each other back up the ramp where security and backstage staff are waiting, wondering if it’s even possible to break this up at this point as the crowds chant “Let Them Fight!”
Payne: Garcia and Darkwater thought they could get the drop on Mucho Grande! here tonight, but Duggan and Ruiz proved more than ready to rise to the challenge, and now it looks like their war is going to spill out backstage. We’ll try and keep you apprised, folks, but for now we have to go to a commercial.
MATCH 3
ERIK HOLLAND
VS
ACE KING
VS
ACE KING
Jesse Payne: Alright new guy Erik Holland debuts next!
El Chupacabra: His first opponent however is the US Champ Ace King this will be a big test.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall Introducing...from SILENT HILL...he represents and LEADS the Badd Breed, weighing 262 pounds..THIS is ERIK! HOOOOOOLLLLAND!
The lights vanish. The crowd is on their feet, wondering what is going on.
After a few long moments, a pulsating and punishing salvo of Fear Factory's guitars and drums assault every one of our senses, with strobe lights blazing in time in red and white. We can see the silhouette of Erik Holland on the top of the stage, pacing back and forth, shaking his head, arguing with himself, tugging at his hair, generally just working himself and the crowd into a frenzy before he stomps toward the ring at an accelerated pace.
The strobes stop and explode into a cacophony of red and white searchlights as Erik Holland is seen fully now, yelling about what violent things he's going to do as he bounces from one side of the entrance ramp to the other, pinging off the crowd like a pinball.
He arrives at ringside and circles the ring one and a half times before jumping on the apron facing the hard camera, staring out to the vast expanse in a crouch before he ducks through the ropes into the ring. Heading to one turnbuckle, he hops up on the second rope and throws his arms out to welcome the roars of the crowd
Erik is now seen slumping in the corner, back against the second pad and ass on the mat, glowering up at the camera from behind his entrance mask. He reaches up and peels the mask off, yelling something we can't hear over the music and cheering at the cameraman before he slings the mask into the crowd and pulls himself up onto his feet with help from the ropes, ready to begin the match.
"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through the arena. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and gold spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 225 pounds... He is the EWC United States Champion... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as the one and only Ace King rises from a platform through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, soaking in the ovation with his championship draped over his shoulder. 'The Gambler' stays on a knee, taking the title down to look at it for a few seconds. He takes a deep breath and walks to the ring, calmly interacting with fans all the way down the ramp.
He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with gold pyro exploding from the turnbuckles as he dives in under the bottom rope. He spins up onto one knee and stares out into the crowd before getting to his feet and hoisting his championship up for all to see. Once he hands the belt to the referee, he gets his game face on while staring a hole through his opponent.
The ref calls for the bell and this match is underway! The two men go to the center of the ring and we get a lock up. Ace with a go behind and sets up for a German suplex, but Erik is able to block it. Erick smiles before grabbing the hands of Ace and forcing them apart before turning around and hitting Ace with a stiff chop sending the United States Champion to a knee. Erik grabs the head of Ace and sets up for a suplex of his own, but Ace blocks before taking the knee out of Erik. Ace goes to take off the head of Erik with The Full House I, but Erik catches the leg. Again Erik smiles before standing up.
Erik pulls Ace in and attempts to level Ace with a clothesline, but Ace is able to duck under the attempt. Ace again gets before Erik and sets up for a German suplex. Erik with a back elbow shot to break it up. Erik charges Ace who dropkicks him in the knee taking it out. Ace with a dropkick to the face of Erik sending him down. Ace goes for a standing moonsault, but Erik gets a pair of knees up into Ace's gut. Ace stumbles back as Erik gets to his feet. Erik charges again going for a pump kick, but Ace is able to dodge. Erik turns around into a leaping enzuigiri kick from Ace that stumbles Erik. Ace gets under Erik and sets up for The Blackjack Bomb, but Erik fights out of it. Erik gets up Ace for The Toxic Avenger, but Ace gets out and we are at a stand still.
Jesse Payne: Well well well seems like the new guy is giving our United States Champion a run for his money here tonight. A very unexpected surprise if you ask me. One that is a very good thing to see as well.
El Chupacabra: Erik Holland is a talented guy and he is already showed everyone including Ace King that he is a very strong man. Forcing Ace's hands apart on that German attempt. These two are not far off on the height and weight scales. They would be evenly matched, but each person has some more of something that the other does not. Ace has to be the much faster of the two and he has to use that. Erik Holland is the much stronger of the two and that is what he is showing off. A win over the United States Champion would put him I guess in a tie for first in line. We have a big contenders match going on at the pay per view and if Erik wins he would be able to say he is also the number one contender to it.
Erik calls for a lock up, but Ace dodges the attempt. Ace has Erik and hits a chop block sending Erik to a knee. Ace rears back and round house kicks Erik in the side of the head. Ace with a cover
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kickout by Erik Holland!
Ace does not let Erik up before he hits a penalty kick to his chest. Ace connects with a stand moonsault!
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Erik Holland sits up holding onto Ace King!
Erik to his feet and presses Ace up to his shoulders setting up for The Toxic Avenger, but Ace lands on his feet out of it! Ace goes for The High Roller, but Erik is able to block. Erik keeps a hold of Ace and sends him overhead with a belly to belly suplex! Ace stumbles to his feet, but goes right back down with a pump kick!
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kickout by Ace King!
Both men up and Ace goes to whip Erik to a corner, but Erik reverses. Erik has Ace in a corner and motions for the crowd to be quiet before delivering The Exorcist that is heard through the entire arena! Erik pulls Ace to the center of the ring and sets up The Project Gabriel, but Ace drops to the mat. Erik turns around and Ace starts to hit a series of punches and kicks. Erik is knocked back into the ropes and comes back he nails Ace with Plan 9 From Outer Space and both men are down!
Jesse Payne: Erik creates some separation at the perfect time.
El Chupacabra: Also put down the US Champ in the process!
Erik picks up Ace and hits a big time elbow shot. Erik sets up for The Toxic Avenger, but Ace is able to fight his way out of it. Ace with another chop block before round house kicking Erik in the back of the head! Ace stalks Erik and when he gets to a knee Ace goes for The Jackpot, but no! Erik catches Ace and goes for a Buckle Bomb, but Ace reverses into a sunset flip!
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3!!!!!!!!!
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall Ace King!!!!!
Jesse Payne: Ace picks up a win.
El Chupacabra: Hats off to Erik Holland he puts on a hell of fight very impressed here.
Ace celebrates his win as we head back over to the announcers desk.
El Chupacabra: His first opponent however is the US Champ Ace King this will be a big test.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall Introducing...from SILENT HILL...he represents and LEADS the Badd Breed, weighing 262 pounds..THIS is ERIK! HOOOOOOLLLLAND!
The lights vanish. The crowd is on their feet, wondering what is going on.
PEOPLE ARE ALWAYS FEARFUL OF SOMETHING THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND.
THE NEXT STEP IN EVOLUTION IS A MACHINE.
A MACHINE THAT CAN THINK AND FEEL.
SURVIVING...IS ALL...THAT WILL MATTER!
THE NEXT STEP IN EVOLUTION IS A MACHINE.
A MACHINE THAT CAN THINK AND FEEL.
SURVIVING...IS ALL...THAT WILL MATTER!
After a few long moments, a pulsating and punishing salvo of Fear Factory's guitars and drums assault every one of our senses, with strobe lights blazing in time in red and white. We can see the silhouette of Erik Holland on the top of the stage, pacing back and forth, shaking his head, arguing with himself, tugging at his hair, generally just working himself and the crowd into a frenzy before he stomps toward the ring at an accelerated pace.
Refuse to give me a life extension
Sever mortality from existence
Disconnect the chains of fate
Disrupt and disobey
DIS O BEY!
Sever mortality from existence
Disconnect the chains of fate
Disrupt and disobey
DIS O BEY!
The strobes stop and explode into a cacophony of red and white searchlights as Erik Holland is seen fully now, yelling about what violent things he's going to do as he bounces from one side of the entrance ramp to the other, pinging off the crowd like a pinball.
What you thought was your human redemption
Waking up to engines of destruction
Disconnect and circuit break
Impulse to eliminate
E-LIM-INATE
Waking up to engines of destruction
Disconnect and circuit break
Impulse to eliminate
E-LIM-INATE
He arrives at ringside and circles the ring one and a half times before jumping on the apron facing the hard camera, staring out to the vast expanse in a crouch before he ducks through the ropes into the ring. Heading to one turnbuckle, he hops up on the second rope and throws his arms out to welcome the roars of the crowd
I
AM
A
WEAPON
OF
HUMAN
DESIGN
AM
A
WEAPON
OF
HUMAN
DESIGN
Erik is now seen slumping in the corner, back against the second pad and ass on the mat, glowering up at the camera from behind his entrance mask. He reaches up and peels the mask off, yelling something we can't hear over the music and cheering at the cameraman before he slings the mask into the crowd and pulls himself up onto his feet with help from the ropes, ready to begin the match.
"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through the arena. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and gold spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 225 pounds... He is the EWC United States Champion... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as the one and only Ace King rises from a platform through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, soaking in the ovation with his championship draped over his shoulder. 'The Gambler' stays on a knee, taking the title down to look at it for a few seconds. He takes a deep breath and walks to the ring, calmly interacting with fans all the way down the ramp.
He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with gold pyro exploding from the turnbuckles as he dives in under the bottom rope. He spins up onto one knee and stares out into the crowd before getting to his feet and hoisting his championship up for all to see. Once he hands the belt to the referee, he gets his game face on while staring a hole through his opponent.
DING DING DING!!!
The ref calls for the bell and this match is underway! The two men go to the center of the ring and we get a lock up. Ace with a go behind and sets up for a German suplex, but Erik is able to block it. Erick smiles before grabbing the hands of Ace and forcing them apart before turning around and hitting Ace with a stiff chop sending the United States Champion to a knee. Erik grabs the head of Ace and sets up for a suplex of his own, but Ace blocks before taking the knee out of Erik. Ace goes to take off the head of Erik with The Full House I, but Erik catches the leg. Again Erik smiles before standing up.
Erik pulls Ace in and attempts to level Ace with a clothesline, but Ace is able to duck under the attempt. Ace again gets before Erik and sets up for a German suplex. Erik with a back elbow shot to break it up. Erik charges Ace who dropkicks him in the knee taking it out. Ace with a dropkick to the face of Erik sending him down. Ace goes for a standing moonsault, but Erik gets a pair of knees up into Ace's gut. Ace stumbles back as Erik gets to his feet. Erik charges again going for a pump kick, but Ace is able to dodge. Erik turns around into a leaping enzuigiri kick from Ace that stumbles Erik. Ace gets under Erik and sets up for The Blackjack Bomb, but Erik fights out of it. Erik gets up Ace for The Toxic Avenger, but Ace gets out and we are at a stand still.
Jesse Payne: Well well well seems like the new guy is giving our United States Champion a run for his money here tonight. A very unexpected surprise if you ask me. One that is a very good thing to see as well.
El Chupacabra: Erik Holland is a talented guy and he is already showed everyone including Ace King that he is a very strong man. Forcing Ace's hands apart on that German attempt. These two are not far off on the height and weight scales. They would be evenly matched, but each person has some more of something that the other does not. Ace has to be the much faster of the two and he has to use that. Erik Holland is the much stronger of the two and that is what he is showing off. A win over the United States Champion would put him I guess in a tie for first in line. We have a big contenders match going on at the pay per view and if Erik wins he would be able to say he is also the number one contender to it.
Erik calls for a lock up, but Ace dodges the attempt. Ace has Erik and hits a chop block sending Erik to a knee. Ace rears back and round house kicks Erik in the side of the head. Ace with a cover
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kickout by Erik Holland!
Ace does not let Erik up before he hits a penalty kick to his chest. Ace connects with a stand moonsault!
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Erik Holland sits up holding onto Ace King!
Erik to his feet and presses Ace up to his shoulders setting up for The Toxic Avenger, but Ace lands on his feet out of it! Ace goes for The High Roller, but Erik is able to block. Erik keeps a hold of Ace and sends him overhead with a belly to belly suplex! Ace stumbles to his feet, but goes right back down with a pump kick!
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2
kickout by Ace King!
Both men up and Ace goes to whip Erik to a corner, but Erik reverses. Erik has Ace in a corner and motions for the crowd to be quiet before delivering The Exorcist that is heard through the entire arena! Erik pulls Ace to the center of the ring and sets up The Project Gabriel, but Ace drops to the mat. Erik turns around and Ace starts to hit a series of punches and kicks. Erik is knocked back into the ropes and comes back he nails Ace with Plan 9 From Outer Space and both men are down!
Jesse Payne: Erik creates some separation at the perfect time.
El Chupacabra: Also put down the US Champ in the process!
Erik picks up Ace and hits a big time elbow shot. Erik sets up for The Toxic Avenger, but Ace is able to fight his way out of it. Ace with another chop block before round house kicking Erik in the back of the head! Ace stalks Erik and when he gets to a knee Ace goes for The Jackpot, but no! Erik catches Ace and goes for a Buckle Bomb, but Ace reverses into a sunset flip!
1
2
3!!!!!!!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Emmanuelle Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall Ace King!!!!!
Jesse Payne: Ace picks up a win.
El Chupacabra: Hats off to Erik Holland he puts on a hell of fight very impressed here.
Ace celebrates his win as we head back over to the announcers desk.
El Chupacabra: And now for the main event!
GEORGIE NICKELS
VS
SHELLEY SILVER
VS
SHELLEY SILVER
Shelley Silver walks out onto the stage with a big smile painted on her face as "I am the Fire" beings to play.
Emmanuelle Chriqui: From Seattle, Washington… She is the leader of the Raindrops… Shelley! Silver!
Shelley grins as she looks around and makes her way to the ring, high-fiving fans and stopping to take selfies with them before hopping up onto the ring apron. She looks around at the audience, on the left ringside, sitting front row is a lady with a sign stating boldly “Show me your Tits!”. Shelley smiles and goes over to the person, they hug and then Shelley slides under the bottom rope into the ring. As the song fades out, she begins bouncing off of the ropes, preparing herself for the match.
Jesse Payne: Did you see that disgusting sign? I demand that person be removed!
El Chupacabra: Jesse, I am pretty sure you have said those exact words, right here, on air before.
Jesse Payne: Bah, who asked you. She should be removed and banned! Actually, on second thought, lets have her see her friend get beaten up by Georgie! Serves Shelley right for just taking time off.
El Chupacabra: Jesse, we’ve been over thi…
Jesse Payne: You’re just biased damnit!
Shelley smiles in the ring, waiting for Georgie when
The crowd greets the Freaks and Geeks member with cheers.
“Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie: HEY GANG! Sorry Nostalgia and I couldn’t be there tonight. We took the evening to enjoy a private tour of the Dinosaur exhibit here at the Children’s Museum of Indianapolis. You know Nostalgia, a big kid at heart.
The fans cheer at the Nostalgia name drop.
“Dream Weaver”: Now, the ONLY competitor UNDEFEATED on RAMPAGE this season is busy and doesn’t know I am doing this. He wouldn’t want to do this, because as he said, “They are just burying themselves. No need to address it.” While I love that man to death, I felt compelled to come to his defense. So, BABE, no getting mad when you hear about this…
She looks around to see if Nostalgia is in the vicinity. Coast is clear.
“Dream Weaver”: So Shelley, Ace King, I hope you are paying attention. Tech guys roll the clip.
Clip of their segment from MNB plays...
“Dream Weaver”: Shelley, I know you are not known to be a scholar. But when trying to present an argument, usually you want to to back it up with facts. Like Nostalgia is a terrible X-Division Champion because ….
Emmanuelle Chriqui: From Seattle, Washington… She is the leader of the Raindrops… Shelley! Silver!
Shelley grins as she looks around and makes her way to the ring, high-fiving fans and stopping to take selfies with them before hopping up onto the ring apron. She looks around at the audience, on the left ringside, sitting front row is a lady with a sign stating boldly “Show me your Tits!”. Shelley smiles and goes over to the person, they hug and then Shelley slides under the bottom rope into the ring. As the song fades out, she begins bouncing off of the ropes, preparing herself for the match.
Jesse Payne: Did you see that disgusting sign? I demand that person be removed!
El Chupacabra: Jesse, I am pretty sure you have said those exact words, right here, on air before.
Jesse Payne: Bah, who asked you. She should be removed and banned! Actually, on second thought, lets have her see her friend get beaten up by Georgie! Serves Shelley right for just taking time off.
El Chupacabra: Jesse, we’ve been over thi…
Jesse Payne: You’re just biased damnit!
Shelley smiles in the ring, waiting for Georgie when
Joan Jett’s “Bad Reputation” blares throughout the arena. After the opening line,
“I Don’t Give a Damn About My Reputation”
The sounds of a DJ spinning a track, “Erra Erra Err.” Then the MACtron cuts to...
The Mactron fuzzes to White Noise then cuts to…
A second later a familiar face hops into frame…
“Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie: HEY GANG! Sorry Nostalgia and I couldn’t be there tonight. We took the evening to enjoy a private tour of the Dinosaur exhibit here at the Children’s Museum of Indianapolis. You know Nostalgia, a big kid at heart.
The fans cheer at the Nostalgia name drop.
“Dream Weaver”: Now, the ONLY competitor UNDEFEATED on RAMPAGE this season is busy and doesn’t know I am doing this. He wouldn’t want to do this, because as he said, “They are just burying themselves. No need to address it.” While I love that man to death, I felt compelled to come to his defense. So, BABE, no getting mad when you hear about this…
She looks around to see if Nostalgia is in the vicinity. Coast is clear.
“Dream Weaver”: So Shelley, Ace King, I hope you are paying attention. Tech guys roll the clip.
Clip of their segment from MNB plays...
However, I have absolutely no desire to hold the title. Nostalgia, you can keep that shit. You’ve tarnished its name, anyway.
“Dream Weaver”: Shelley, I know you are not known to be a scholar. But when trying to present an argument, usually you want to to back it up with facts. Like Nostalgia is a terrible X-Division Champion because ….
- A)He has made sure that every match since winning the title has been an X-Division Style Match.
- B)He has defended the X-Division 3 times in less than 200 days.
- C) Requested a Title defense before Night of Champions.
Ashley Brizzie lets out a light chuckle, while much of the crowd joins her in laughter
“Dream Weaver”: But let’s get with the most hilarious part. Hard to believe they sunk any lower than this nonsense but…
Clip of their segment from MNB plays...
Shelley Silver: Now, I get that it is very easy to confuse domestic violence and sanctioned fighting. I’m just completely baffled that someone who claims to be so ‘woke’ doesn’t have any of their eyes opened wide enough to see this. Not only does my man have the confidence that I can handle myself in the ring against him, but he knows that I would more than likely come out on top.
Ace King: Hard to argue with all those black belts…
Shelley’s demeanor then turned to a more sarcastic look and her voice turned condescending.
Shelley Silver: See?! Now in saying all of that, if I were you, Miss Ashley Brizzle, I would actually be deeply offended by the way that your man feels about the subject.
Ace King: Hard to argue with all those black belts…
Shelley’s demeanor then turned to a more sarcastic look and her voice turned condescending.
Shelley Silver: See?! Now in saying all of that, if I were you, Miss Ashley Brizzle, I would actually be deeply offended by the way that your man feels about the subject.
“Dream Weaver”: We all LOVED *fake cough* SARCASM*fake cough*, that exchange. I think you two forgot we have heard Ace King belittle every opponent while guaranteeing victory before every match he has ever wrestled... and you know like he did at Rumble in the Bronx against Shelley Silver last year. Like… do you guys think the entire world is comprised of Ten Second Tom’s? See the EWC Universe has intelligent fans. No one is buying what you two are selling.
Shelley. I am sorry you did not understand Nostalgia’s point. Or that you did and knew he was right, so you had to use DOMESTIC VIOLENCE as shock value. WELL I FIND THAT OFFENSIVE! Nostalgia in NO WAY alluded to domestic abuse. The fact you even would stoop to such a level in attempt to tarnish his good name is quite pathetic. As I said, this fanbase, Sentimentalists especially, see right through your ploy.
You see, what Nostalgia meant, was ACE KING is so insecure, he has to talk shit about his own girlfriend to feel confident before a match. Nostalgia’s point was that he didn’t have to, he could have just praised you Shelley. But since Ace’s masculinity and ego needs constant reinforcement, he was compelled to shit about the person he loves most. Nostalgia’s point was Ace loves himself more than anyone, and in second place is the Undisputed Title. Ironic considering, he hasn’t and will never have it.
The crowd lets out some OOhs and Ahhhs as Ashley cracks a smirk.
“Dream Weaver”: It is obviously you two are sour that Nostalgia is respected more than Ace King. You want to stand by your man, so I will stand by mine.
Ashley moves even closer to the camera, so only her face can be seen...
I HEREBY CHALLENGE Shelley Silver Match at the Friday Night Rampage after Night of Champions.
Shelley,this could be a dream come true, or your worst nightmare...SOOO Do you accept?
“Dream Weaver” Ashley Brizzie smiles, then waves to the camera.
“Dream Weaver”: BYE GANG! Thanks, So Much! Enjoy the Rest of the Show!
El Chupacabra: What an announcement! Hopefully Shelley accepts!
Shelley looks at the jumbotron when, “Wake Up” by Black Veil Brides begin to play, multiple spotlights run over the crowd before finally centering on entrance to the ramp. A figure stands there with their back to the crowd, a fist high up in the air, pumping to the time of the music.
Emmanuelle Chriqui : Making her way to the ring, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, The REAL Rebel Child... Georgie Nickels!!!
Two purple pyros go off as she turns on her foot and makes her way down the ring, throwing the devil horns out and walking alongside the barriers, slapping the outstretched hands of the fans. Georgie reveals in the light she is wearing a Rebel Child hoodie, she takes it off and spins it a bit before tossing it into the crowd and high fiving more fans, she then takes off at a run and jumps onto the apron, grasping hold of the middle rope to pull herself up and over the ropes. Taking to a turnbuckle, she claps along to the music, mouthing the words and pointing out to the fans, and as the music fades, she jumps off of the turnbuckle and turns to face Shelley Silver.
El Chupacabra: Its game time now!
Jesse Payne: Did you say something?
El Chupacabra: Classy as always Jesse.
DING DING DING
Shelley and Georgie launch at each other, engaging in a shoulder/collar tie up. Shelley is able to overpower Georgie for a second into the corner but then Georgie takes control and pushes back to the middle, Georgie breaks the hold and slides on a wristlock. Georgie takes a back for a waist lock, followed by a side headlock. Georgie sends Shelley forward into the ropes and on the rebound Shelley hits a big drop kick to Georgie who falls to the mat, Georgie starts to get up but Shelley stops her from the back, locking onto her wrist Shelley stands Georgie up and ripcords her, Shelley grabs Georgie and lands a belly-to-belly side Suplex. Shelley rolls over Georgie and starts dragging her up but is met with a shove followed but a jumping knee to the side of her jaw. The two competitors stand watching the other, the crowd erupting in support of this even match.
El Chupacabra: We are just a minute into this match and it’s already an instant classic!
Georgie and Shelly lock up again, but Shelley headbutts Georgie right in the nose, Georgie backs up and is met with a kick to the stomach. Georgie falls to her knees, Shelley goes for a roundhouse kick, but Georgie is somehow able to duck it, Georgie leaps up and stands with Shelley on her shoulders, in an electric chair position. Georgie falls backwards and drops Shelley hard onto the mat. Georgie rolls up to her feet and turns just in time to see another roundhouse coming her way. The kick connects, and she lands on the ropes, Shelley starts punching Georgie and backing her into the corner, but Georgie comes back with punches of her own and the two are soon brawling in the center of the ring.
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Shelley pushes Georgie and slaps her, Georgie returns the favor by punching her. Shelley smiles and puts a hand to her mouth checking for blood, then explodes out with a superkick! She goes for the cover.
ONE…
T
KICKOUT BY GEORGIE!
Shelley drags Georgie up and knees her in the side of the head, Georgie is stumbling back towards the ropes, Shelley grabs her hand and goes to Irish Whip her, but Georgie reverses it and Irish whips Shelley while also spinning Shelley back around and hitting a short distance spear! Cover!
ONE…
TW
KICKOUT BY SHELLEY!
Georgie drags Shelley up and puts her in a side headlock, Georgie dashes at a corner and runs along the ropes while still having Shelley locked in, Georgie hits tornado DDT! Georgie rolls her over and goes for the pin.
ONE…
TWO
KICKOUT BY SHELLEY!
Georgie stands up, she pops her neck and her knuckles and drags Shelley back up into a side headlock… but is ultimately caught off guard by a belly-to-back overhead Suplex! Georgie is getting to her feet when Shelley wraps her hands around her waist and lifts her for a huge deadlift German! Cover!
ONE…
TWO…
TH
KICKOUTY BY GEORGIE!
Shelley hastily pulls Georgie up and pushes her into a corner, Shelley backs up and then runs at Georgie hitting a massive big boot! Georgie falls to her butt in the corner. Shelley backs up to the opposite corner and points at the fan holding the sign. She takes off towards Georgie, but Georgie grabs the ropes and pulls herself up, over the top rope and onto the apron! Shelley hits a SilverBullet to the bottom turnbuckle! Shelley grabs her leg and uses the ropes to stand to get relieve the pain. She turns towards Georgie as Georgie leaps over her and pulls her down with the Carpe Diem Sunset flip! Shelley’s head bounces hard on the mat as Georgie goes for the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Emmanuelle Chriqui: And your winner, Georgie Nickels!
Georgie stands as the ref raises her hand, Georgie doesn't stand to boast though, she makes a beeline to Shelly who is getting to her feet. Georgie offers Shelley a hand, who reluctantly takes it. Georgie helps her up and they give a stern shake as Georgie points to the fans, before letting go of her hand and slowly points up at the Night of Champions banner hanging high in the arena with a smirk and then rolls out. Shelley and her friend hug, the fans on their feet chanting for both wrestlers "That was Awesome"
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RESULT SUMMARY:
MATCH 1
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LEE MULLIGAN
VS
XANDER "LEGION" AZULA
VS
BRETT STEEL
WINNER:
XANDER "LEGION" AZULA
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MATCH 2
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MUCHO GRANDE
VS
DAVEY LENNOX AND BILLY MITCHELL
WINNER: MUCHO GRANDE!
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MATCH 3
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ERIK HOLLAND
VS
ACE KING
WINNER: ACE KING
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MAIN EVENT
-----
SHELLEY SILVER
VS
GEORGIE NICKELS
WINNER: GEORGIE NICKELS
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SEGMENTS SUBMITTED BY:
Rob Garcia
Morgan Darkwater
Mucho Grande!
Nostalgia
Match Writers:
1- FN'R
2-Michael Saint
3-Michael Saint
Main Event- Grizzly Duggan
SHOW MVP(S): Georgie Nickels
MATCH 1
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LEE MULLIGAN
VS
XANDER "LEGION" AZULA
VS
BRETT STEEL
WINNER:
XANDER "LEGION" AZULA
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MATCH 2
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MUCHO GRANDE
VS
DAVEY LENNOX AND BILLY MITCHELL
WINNER: MUCHO GRANDE!
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MATCH 3
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ERIK HOLLAND
VS
ACE KING
WINNER: ACE KING
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MAIN EVENT
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SHELLEY SILVER
VS
GEORGIE NICKELS
WINNER: GEORGIE NICKELS
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SEGMENTS SUBMITTED BY:
Rob Garcia
Morgan Darkwater
Mucho Grande!
Nostalgia
Match Writers:
1- FN'R
2-Michael Saint
3-Michael Saint
Main Event- Grizzly Duggan
SHOW MVP(S): Georgie Nickels
