FSW UPRISING #013 - Daly City - 1.30.19

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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents

** 2019 SEASON **
EPISODE#013

JANUARY 30TH, 2019

LIVE! from the Cow Palace - Daly City, California

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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 its producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.

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HERE WE GO!!!

'Rise' by Something Clever blasts over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...

A pyro show erupts on the outside of the Cow Palace!





Followed by another, equally explosive show on the inside!

The fans packing the Cow Palace tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in Daly City knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show in professional wrestling is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy riffs from 'Rise' continue to blare over the arena PA, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.

WE RISE..... NEVER BACKING DOWN FROM A FIGHT

On the MacTron, this episode of Uprising begins with its opening video montage detailing many of the historic events that have taken place in the near four-year history of Future Stars of Wrestling. From past champions like Jason Hunter, Dixie Dubois, Amis Shelton, Magdalena Lockheart, and Otaki all standing underneath an old FSW logo to the more current Future Stars Champions like Xavier Reid, Cletus Franklin, and Robina Hood tearing down that mold...

As more pyro goes off the new Uprising logo crushes the old FSW banner. The images of older generations are replaced with newer stars like Scott Grayse, The Melon Club, Hope Diamond, Caslita Nindred, Hustler Joe, and Melody Malone to more established stars like Robbie Rayder, James Larson, Matt Angel, and Lexie Glass. In the final video transition, we see Megan Treamon's alter ego Robina Hood defeating Decay to become the first-ever two-time FSW Champion.

The camera pans around the loud and out of control audience. As the fireworks continue to explode, the fans chant and cheer! The atmosphere inside the Cow Palace seemed to be charged with that ten million volts of electricity as described in the song. Cameras pan around the arena to catch some of the signage that many fans have brought to the Cow Palace with them here tonight. The FSW fan-base is as adamant about having their voices heard now as ever:

CLETUS, SHOW US YOUR FACE

JOE HAS CRABS

WAIT. I GET IT. HOPE DIAMOND.

REST IN ...PEACH!!!

HEY. IT'S MAURICE. I'M BACK. THAT'S RIGHT. THAT'S HOW I COME BACK. A SIGN.

"F-S-DUB!!!"

"F-S-DUB!!!"

"F-S-DUB!!!"

"F-S-DUB!!!"

The lights come back to full and the fans offer one last rousing cheer at the opening festivities. Tonight's announcers are on standby and ready for the show to begin.

Watson: Ladies and gentleman, WELCOME TO UPRISING! I can barely contain my excitement. We have eleven, yes, you heard me, ELEVEN MATCHES tonight. Headlined by a double main event that the other shows wish they could have.

Sydney: Mate, I'm all about the self promotion but turn it down a notch, will ya?

Watson: I most definitely will not. Melody Malone has been what many consider the HOTTEST commodity in FSW and tonight she gets her chance at FSW gold.

Sydney: My girl, Robina, she has dealt with the "hottest" commodity plenty of times before. Whether it be Maggie, Xavier, Cletus, or most recently Robbie Rayder, her domineering presence has outlasted them all. I have a feeling it will be much the same.

Watson: Perish the thought, friend. And speaking of perish, will the slimy sleazy Hustler Joe perish at the hands of Stitches or will he find another way to get the duke?

Sydney: That's a toss up to me. So are a lot of these bouts. We've got debuts, we've got former champions and contenders looking to make their mark again. We've got odd pairings facing family. Hey, I hate to admit this but I caught your excitement. Don't think this means we're friends. Broken clock is right twice a day, ya know?

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Tyler Quest is doing some last minute stretching as Lisa Goldrush walks up to her.

Goldrush: Hi Tyler.

Tyler leans up and smiles at Lisa.

Quest: Hi Lisa, what's up?

Goldrush: How nervous are you heading into your match?

Tyler twists her lips to one side while rubbing her chin.

Quest: I am a little nervous but I think it will go away once I step through those curtains.

Goldrush: Are you ready?

Quest: I am so ready to go Lisa. The crowd here in Daly City will provide me with the extra energy. I am sure this will not be my first time in front of them.

Goldrush: Good luck.

Tyler smiles as she watches Lisa leave.

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SHOW OPENER

LEGION(FSW)

VS TYLER QUEST

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Watson: Alright, my friends, kicking off FSW, we’ve got more fresh meat. Legion takes on Tyler Quest in our opening contest.

Sydney: Wait, Legion is back? LUKE WOLFE IS IN FSW!?

Watson: No, sir.

Sydney: Alright, mate, you mean Legion from The Eternal Circle.

Watson: Nope.

Sydney: Bloody hell, don’t we trademark these names? 

Watson: Don’t ask me. This Legion has been pretty mum but Tyler Quest seems pretty rad. Let’s see how these two fare.

Star: Already in the ring, “The Queenslayer”, LEGION! And her opponent, from Angel Falls, South Carolina, TYLER QUEST!!

"Lose It" begins to play as Tyler Quest suddenly steps through the curtains. She is smiling from ear to ear while waving at the audience.

DING DING DING

At first, Tyler Quest seemed intimidated by the strange enigma before her. Legion’s experience in ring was tenfold but the plucky Quest already had won the hearts of this Daly City crowd from the moment she stepped out. They were alongside her as she battled through Legion’s dangerous offense. Legion dispensed of any niceties and leveled the inexperienced Quest with a knee strike followed up by a brainbuster for a two count. The crowd gasped as Quest was possibly out of her element. However, they started get very excited as Tyler ducked under Bloody Sunday, bounced off the ropes and nailed Legion with the Falls of Quest. She immediately kipped up and surprised Legion with the Question Mark. Instead of going for the cover, she looked to the crowd.

Sydney: Huge rookie mistake.

Watson: She has taken huge risks her whole life - why not one more?

Seconds later, she signals to the crowd just what time it is. High Noon, a breathtaking corkscrew 450 splash secures Tyler’s first EWC victory just like that!

DING DING DING

Star: Here is your winner via pinfall, TYLER QUEST!

Watson: Tyler Quest was able to shake off what some would perceive as the smoke and mirrors and absolutely shock Legion by showing just what she is made of.

Sydney: Rookie luck.

Watson: That may be but Tyler Quest’s shining optimism is a breath of fresh air. I am looking forward to her next steps. Speaking of next steps, we have two competitors trying to do that, next!

The image opens backstage. We see Gabrielle Visconty standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at a vending machine.

Gabi Vee: Son-of-a... Steal my money, will ya?!

Gabi cocks back and kicks the vending machine, causing her to hop on one foot for a second, cursing under her breath. She stops hopping and a grin graces her face as she reaches excitedly into the vending machine, pulling out a Reese's.

Gabi Vee: Oh yeah... I just had to get a little Scott Grayse on your ass!

Gabi says to the vending machine as she holds her Reese's up like a trophy. Turning from the vending machine she runs smack dab into a much larger object. She backs up a second and looks slowly up at Cletus Franklin. Cletus' 6' 3” - 275 pound frame dwarfs the 5' 4” - 118 pound Gabi. She frowns up at Cletus before speaking.

Gabi Vee: Watch where you are going, Jackhole. Ya about made me drop my peanut butter cups.

Gabi replies as she waves her Reese's at him. Cletus snatches the Reese's from her hand and taunts her by holding it above her head. Gabi shoots Cletus a sarcastic smile as she puts her hands on her hips, refusing to jump for her candy.

Gabi Vee: Give me back my snack, ya idjit!

Cletus continues to hold the candy bar above her head and rips opens the wrapper. He pulls out a cup with one hand and pulls off the brown rapper, flinging the wrapper into her face.

Franklin: Why don't you make me small fry!

Gabi Vee's jaw drops as Cletus eats both peanut butter cups right in front of her. Munching away on the peanut butter cups, Cletus sprinkles the trash over her head before he makes his way out towards the ring.

Gabi Vee: I'm not small... I'm snack sized! Just because you got the munchies doesn't mean that was cool! Jerk!!!

Gabi yells as Cletus walks off towards the ring. She groans as she watches him leave, and looks back at the vending machine. The feed ends as Gabi is reaching into her pocket for change.

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SINGLES MATCH

CLETUS FRANKLIN

VS MATT ANGEL

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The camera cuts to the announcers table where we once again join Tim Watson and Cid Sydney. 

Watson: That was strange. What's going on with those two? Regardless, we have a very intriguing matchup here next against two men who are going off big wins at Uprising #012 and are looking to get right back into the conversation when it comes to the FSW Championship.

Sydney: Cletus Franklin has been to the top of the mountain, held that FSW Championship in his hands and now faces the daunting task of climbing back up that mountain and Matt Angel knocked off Xavier Reid when Reid was FSW Champion and NEVER got a title match, so tonight it’s really a must win for both of these men if they want to keep their names on the short list of contenders around here.

Watson: The time for talking is over, let’s head up to the ring...

The camera cuts away from the announce team and up into the ring where Isabelle Star is standing…

Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...from Venice Beach, California, weighing in tonight at 180 pounds...MATT ANGEL!!!!

‘I will Show You’ By From Ashes To New blasts from the PA system, Matt Angel walks out and with his arms raised he walks down the ramp way high-fiving the fans. 

Watson: Matt has said that 2019 is going to be ‘his year’ and tonight he can take a major step towards that claim.

Star: And his opponent…standing in at 6 feet three inches tall, weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds residing from Boulder, Colorado, "The Messiah of Dilligaf" Cletus 'Motherfuckin' Franklin!

'Break Stuff' by Limp Bizkit hits the arena with the two distinct guitar rifs echoing off the walls. Strobe lights begin flashing throughout the arena as Cletus Franklin slowly steps out onto the stage before stopping at the top of the ramp. 

Sydney: But standing in his way Tim is that man right there.

DING DING DING

And both men charge out of the corner and meet in the center of the ring and trade straight right hands to their opponents face that brings the Uprising fans right to their feet as they cheer as Angel and Franklin swing away but Cletus is able to kick away Matt’s arm to clear some space and drops Matt with Smokey Dreams right to the face and as Matt tries to get up Cletus drives his face into the mat with Lights Out!

Watson: The quickness of Cletus Franklin always stands out and shocks me.

Sydney: A big man like him should not be able to move that fast.

With Matt down in the corner Cletus lines him and comes running in looking to end things with Go To Sleep Bitch but Matt rolls out of the ring and Cletus kicks the bottom turnbuckle and drops to the mat grabbing his foot, Matt jumps up to the apron and springboards of the ropes into a 450 splash and bounces up and hits the ropes again and nails a springboard Shooting Star Press.

Watson: Matt with some high impact moves here and that’s how you keep a bigger man down.

Sydney: But Matt has to keep him down.

Matt Angel rolls out of the ring again and as Cletus gets to his feet he jumps up and springboards into the ring but Cletus has him scouted and nails a superkick right to the face of Matt Angel, Cletus, clearly pissed grabs Matt and lifts him up into a suplex and turns it into Corrosion!!! He rolls over onto Matt Angel and hooks the leg for good measure for the one two three!!!!

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall, CLETUS FRANKLIN!!!

Watson: Cletus Franklin showing us why he was the FSW Champion and that he still has that twisted side to him

Sydney: Cletus Franklin keeps his name right at the top of the best of the FSW roster and is going to make it hard for management to not give him a chance to win back his championship. We've gotta pay the bills. See you on the other side of this commercial...

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SINGLES MATCH

LEXIE GLASS

VS THE MERCENARY

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Watson: Next up we've got the incomparable Lexie Glass taking on the powerful Mercenary!

Sydney: These two may look unmatched on paper, but Lexie Glass has a brutal attitude that makes up for the size difference!

Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring first... weighing 365 pounds... The Mercenary!

The Mercenary makes his way down to the ring to the tune of "Meet the Monster" by Five Finger Death Punch. He climbs up onto the ring apron and steps over the top rope into the ring.

Watson: The super-powerful 365 pound Mercenary looks like he's ready for his first match in quite awhile here tonight.

Sydney: It's been since early November that we've seen this man in the ring. Lexie Glass is going to expose his ring rust and come away with the win tonight!

Starr: And his opponent... making her way to the ring from Chattanooga, Tennessee.... Lexie Glass!

Lexie Glass makes her way out onto the stage to her usual fanfare as the fans boo her. She starts to make her way to the ring as "Extraordinary" by Liz Phair plays. She slides into the ring and looks across at the much bigger Mercenary.

Watson: Like the Mercenary, it's been since November that we've seen Lexie Glass in an EWC ring. You mentioned ring rust, Cid, but Lexie is sure to have some of her own.

Sydney: If that's the case, we're in for a bloody ugly match!

DING DING DING

Lexie glass charged the big man from the get go. She unleashed a fury of rights and lefts into his midsection, but the big man was barely phased by the blows. He grabbed her around her throat and turned and tossed her into the corner. He began unleashing hard fists of his own into her ribcage. The referee stepped in and broke it up before a five count. Mercenary backed off and Lexie grabbed at her ribs as the referee checked on her.

Watson: I know it’s early, but Mercenary did some damage with those powerful punches. The referee may think about stopping this match early.

Sydney: Not a chance in bloody hell, Tim!

Mercenary walked towards Glass, who was now shielded by the referee. With the referee looking at Glass in the face, Lexie reached over his shoulder and threw a right fist into Mercenary’s jaw. The referee ducked out of the way and Glass sprinted at Mercenary and leapt up, raking the eyes of the big man while the referee was repositioning himself. Glass took the big man under her arm with a side headlock and sprinted towards the corner, springboarding off and delivering a huge bulldog.

After an STF failed to garner a submission and some more quick offensive maneuvers by Lexie Glass, Mercenary was able to turn a swinging neckbreaker attempt by Lexie Glass into a side suplex. Mercenary lifted Glass up off of the ground and grabbed her by the waist, delivering a hard gut-wrench powerbomb with the waist lock maintained after impact. Mercenary lifted Glass up a second time for a kneeling powerbomb with the waist lock still maintained. Finally, Mercenary stood back up, lifted her up a third time and delivered a sit down powerbomb to finish The Gravestone Drop for the three count and the win.

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall, the Mercenary!

Sydney: Bloody hell I’m shocked!

Watson: I’m not. Mercenary was just far too powerful for Lexie Glass tonight!

Sydney: But I said Lexie Glass would win and I’m never wrong, Tim!

Watson: Well, there’s a first time for everything. When we return to the ring, we’ve got Scott Grayse and Gabi Vee squaring off!

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SINGLES MATCH

SCOTT GRAYSE

VS GABRIELLE VISCONTY

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Sydney: Welcome back to Uprising. This next match has one of my favorites, Scott Grayse, taking on the darling from Hawaii Gabi Vee!

Watson: Gabi Vee is fresh off of a punishing fatal fourway match on Monday Night Brawl just two days ago. She had to travel from New York City to Daly City and prepare in a short time frame. We will see if that plays a factor here tonight.

"Reborn" by Stone Sour hits and Scott Grayse makes his way to the ring.

Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Ladies and Gentleman, making his way to the ring... A man reborn, The Sinister Psychopath, SCOTT GRAYSE!!

Grayse enters the ring and throws his arms into the air, inciting many boos from throughout the Cow Palace.

Watson: Scott Grayse is in phenomenal shape, Cid.

Sydney: Bloody right he is! And, as much as I want to root for Gabi Vee in this match, I just can't see him losing to the newcomer.

”Oh Lord” by In This Moment hits the sound system as Gabrielle Visconty walks out from the back. She smiles briefly out at the crowd as they great her with mixed reactions. She looks around a moment, a little humbled by her reception, before heading off towards the ring at a soft jog, slapping hands as she goes. She hops up on the ring apron, looks out over the crowd and smiles, then springboards herself gracefully into the ring.

Starr: And his opponent... residing in Honolulu, Hawaii... GABIIIII VEEEEE!

Sydney: But let's not take anything away from this young dame. She has a pedigree unbeknownst to most that could help her make this a tough match.

Watson: She's going to surprise a lot of people sooner or later. She's The Angel of Uprising!

DING DING DING

These two locked up immediately in the middle of the ring. Grayse used his massive size advantage to shove Gabi Vee off of him and sent her rolling backwards towards the corner. Grayse followed up and jammed a few shoulders into her midsection in the corner. Gabi Vee was able to counter a fifth attempt as she jumped over and rolled him up with a sunset flip, but she only got a two count.

Watson: It’s power versus speed in this one, Cid.

Sydney: Power always wins, Tim.

The two went back and forth for awhile, with Gabi Vee connecting with a flying knee attack and a huge 450 splash. But, again, she was only able to get a two count. She went for The Big Come Down, but Grayse was able to put on the brakes and toss Gabi Vee halfway across the ring. He followed up with a Grayse Effect, but only got a long two count on the young Gabi Vee.

Grayse stayed on the attack, nailing Gabi Vee with the 50 Shades of Grayse. However, instead of putting her away, he decided that he wanted to do more damage. Grayse looked to nail Gabi Vee with Lights Out, but Gabi ducked underneath the superkick attempt. She ran and springboarded off of the ropes and connected with the Jawbreaker to put the big man away for the victory.

DING DING DING

Starr: The winner of this match via pinfall, Gabi Vee!

Watson: And Gabi Vee comes up with an impressive victory!

Sydney: I’m a little shocked, but not. I like both of them, so I am good either way.

Watson: There was some good offense from both parties, but it was Gabi Vee who walked away the winner. Folks, don’t go anywhere. When we return, we’ve got James Larson and Robbie Rayder in action! Hold on, Lisa has a special interview. You'll want to see this!

The cameras cut from ringside at the end of the match between Scott Grayse and Gabrielle Visconty, to the backstage area of the Cow Palace. The focus lands on the face of the number one contender to the FSW Championship - Melody Malone - as she walk down the hallway.

Goldrush: Melody!

Melody stops, turning and looking over her shoulder as Lisa comes up, microphone in hand before positioning herself between Melody and the camera.

Goldrush: Later tonight, you’ll be getting into the ring with Robina Hood for the FSW championship. Are the nerves setting in yet? How are you handling th-

Malone: Let me stop you right there Lisa. I don’t need to listen to you rattle off all of the cliche questions, alright? Nobody cares about ‘what my strategy’ is going to be - and nobody cares about ‘how nervous’ I am going into this match tonight. Those questions are better served for the regular people out there. This match between Robina and I is far from ‘normal’. You have an inconsistent fluke of a competitor, and then you have me. Undefeated since Wrestlefest - MVP every time I turn around. Tell me with a straight face, that any of your pre-packaged questions makes a difference. Please.

Lisa squirms, not accustomed to being put on the spot as Melody shakes her head.

Malone: That’s what I thought. So why don’t we do a little role reversal here, since I’m facing someone with multiple personalities, let me go ahead and take this right here… Melody gingerly plucks the microphone from Lisa’s hand There we go, alright. So since we don’t know who Robina’s gonna be tonight, we’ll leave her to be whoever she’s going to be. I’ll be you, and you can be a very… terrible imitation of me. C’mon, let’s see here.

Melody clears her throat, brushing her hair back dramatically.

Melody ‘Lisa’ Malone: Melody - tonight when you beat Robina Hood, what’s your first action as FSW champion going to be? Can you give us any hints?

Lisa Goldrush’s face is blank, completely lost in the role reversal before she finally stammers out a response.

Lisa ‘Melody’ Goldrush: I.. uh..

Melody ‘Lisa’ Malone: You mean you’re going to actually stay on Uprising and not go on a wasteful world tour that’s going to exhaust you?? And you’ll actually put the focus on elevating the FSW championship instead of trying to spread yourself too thin everywhere else? Interesting. What about your potential challengers?

Lisa ‘Melody’ Goldrush: I don’t think…

Melody ‘Lisa’ Malone: You don’t think that they’re really worth worrying about right now? That’s bold! I mean, you have a lot to worry about tonight against Megan Treamon and her Jack Sparrow compass that tells her who she’s going to be tonight.

Melody covers her mouth, feigning embarrassment before she shakes her head.

Melody ‘Lisa’ Malone: I’m sorry, I’m supposed to be unbiased. My apologies. Where were we?

Lisa continues to look absolutely lost and Melody hands her back the microphone with an exasperated sigh.

Malone: Well, give credit where credit is due. I suppose not everybody can just throw together a different persona on a whim. You oughta hand it to Robina next time you see her - might I suggest the losers circle after tonight’s main event?

To that, she winks before continuing down the hallway and leaving a bewildered Lisa Goldrush in her wake.

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SINGLES MATCH

JAMES LARSON

VS ROBBIE RAYDER

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Watson: Next up this evening, we’ve got Robbie Rayder taking on James Larson!

Sidney: I’m looking forward to watching these two men go at it!

Attention turns to ringside where Isabelle Starr stands in the ring to make the introductions.

Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

“A Day to Remember” by 2nd Sucks hits the PA. Out comes James Larson.

Starr: Introducing first, from the streets, weighing in at 198 pounds, JAMES LARSON!

Larson makes his way to the ring. The crowd seems unsure of what to think of the intellectual.

Watson: Larson is coming off of a great victory in tag team action last week, let’s see if he can keep up the momentum.

Fozzy’s “Do You Wanna Start a War?” hits the arena PA as the lights go out in the arena. The lights slowly come up as Robbie Rayder, wearing long red tights and black boots, walks out through the fog and kneels down. He points his index fingers to the ceiling then lowers them to point at the ring. 

Starr: And his opponent, residing in Key West, Florida, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is “Aire” Robbie Rayder!

Rayder looks out at the crowd as he walks halfway down towards the ring, then runs towards the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He gets to a knee and smiles then gets to his feet, leaning out through the middle and top ropes, playing to the crowd.

Sidney: Rayder has the weight advantage in this match, and is also not afraid to take to the air. Larson will have to use his technical edge to stay in this matchup.

Matt Mercer checks both men for weapons and then calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

Rayder starts the matchup hot with an immediate dropkick into the corner. Rayder maintains control for the first few minutes of the match, until Larson ducks a discus elbow and snaps Robbie down with an Inverted Headlock Backbreaker. Larson then begins methodically picking apart his opponent’s anatomy, looking for any sign of weakness that he can exploit. The crowd is a little more sure they want to boo Larson now as he stomps down the exciting high flyer.

Sidney: I have to say, Larson’s technical ability to dissect his opponent is impressive, verging on terrifying.

Larson goes for an elbow drop which Rayder is able to avoid. Both men slowly get to their feet and exchange punches, with Rayder eventually getting the upper hand after sending Larson to the mat with a right hook. Larson gets back to his feet quickly, looking to stomp out his opponent’s momentum with a clothesline. Rayder ducks the clothesline and turns around, dropping Larson with the Poison Rana. This only gets Rayden the 2-count.

Watson: This match is living up to every expectation we had of it.

After a few more moves, Rayder sets up behind a grounded Larson, grabs him by around the waist. The Canadian born superstar lifts Larson off the mat and slams him back down with the Blitzkrieg, bridging into a pin. A 2-and-a-half count shocks Rayder, as he was expecting to get the three count. Looking to capitalize on his momentum, Rayder gets back to his feet and climbs to the top rope. He leaps, does a 450 degree rotation and lands on Larson with the Aire Rayde V1.

Sidney: That was beautiful! I love it!

Rayder hooks the leg and gets the three count.

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall, Robbie Rayder!!

Rayder gets to his feet and throws his hand in the air! The crowd applauds as his theme music hits.

Watson: What a showing from both of these men!

Sidney: Right you are, but Rayder was able to get the victory this evening.

Watson: Stay tuned, next up we have some delicious sounding tag team action.

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TAG TEAM MATCH

THE MELON CLUB

VS HOPE DIAMOND AND CASLITA NINDRED

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Watson: What a great match that was. Now we're back with some Tag Team action. The Melon club hoping to keep their winning alive this season here with their debut match against two tough opponents. 

Sydney: They've got the Melon Gods man, but Caslita haa Hope Diamond!

Watson: I'm expecting a good one!

As “The intro of “Being Evil Has a Price” blasts out of the sound system. As the word “EVIL” appears in big sparkling letters on the Mactron Hope appears on the top of the ramp and raises her arms to greet the booing fans with double rock horns. 

Starr: The following contest is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall! First, wrestling out of Lps Angeles, weighing in at 160 pounds, this is “Miss Fortune” HOPE DIAMOND!

Starr: And his tag team partner…

"Gold" by Leningrad plays and Caslita comes out flexing atop the ramp with toy Incredible Hulk gloves on. She smiles at everyone and does a Hulk Smash ROAR then heads toward the ring. 

Starr: ...Making her way to the ring from Daly City, California, weighing in at 160 pounds, here is “She Hulk" CASLITA NINDRID!

Once she slides in under the bottom rope and gets to her feet, Hope smirks over at Caslita and then they both look to the ramp.

"Fruit Salad" by the Wiggles hits and out comes Walter Melon along with Arya Melon. Both take their last bites of fruit as they begin their walk to the ring.

Starr: And their opponents. At a combined weight of 320 lbs, "The Watermelon Kingpin" and "The Melon Wolf" THE MELON CLUB!

DING DING DING

Walter and Caslita start the match. Walter rushes her with an attack, but Caslita swats him away and from doing so she grabs Walter from behind and puts on a display of her own power buy lifting Walter and slamming him with several suplexes and releasing him on the final one which sends him flying through the air. Walter tries to tag in, Caslita cuts the ring off and again displays her power by lifting and slamming Walter onto the mat. She effortlessly lifts Walter and tosses him into her own corner and tags in Hope. Hope comes in and stomps Walter, she continues to put on an onslaught as Walter isn't able to get much offense. Finally, Walter reverses an attack when bouncing off of the ropes and hits hope with a tornado DDT.

Watson: Wow, Hope Diamond and Caslita have been controlling this match!

Sydney: All thanks to hope.

Hope and Walter able to crawl to their respective corners and tag in their partners. Caslita in first and rushes the corner of the Melon Club, Arya climbs the turnbuckle before coming into the ring and she leaps off with a 450, but Caslita catches her mid air, Arya wraps her legs and hits a hurricanrana. Arya puts on a display of athletic moves from the top rope and springboard. Eventually, Caslita tags in Hope, Arya smirks and meets hope in the center of the ring. The two lock up and for several minutes go back and forth of them locking in submissions and reversing one another and it was a spectacular sight to see. The two women get back to their feet, smiling. Bouncing off the ropes they both connect with lariats on one another and both crawl to their corner, Hape tags in Caslita.

Watson: That was an amazing display of Jujitsu by those two women.

Sydney: The Melon Gods were good today!

Caslita rushes over and pulls Arya away. She flings Arya around like a rag doll, and goes for several pinning attempts that Arya is able to escape from. Finally, Arya reverses a move that gives her time to tag in Walter. Walted and Caslita trade punches, and then he takes her out at the knee, and then knee to the face. Walter runs over and smashes Hope in the face knocking her off the ring to the outside. He runs, jumps up and double stomps Caslita. Walter goes and tags in Arya. Walter whips Arya into the ropes and when she returns she places one foot in Walter's hands and she jumps as he flings her in the air. Arya does several corkscrew flips and crashing into opponents completing THE MELON CRUSHER! Arya stays on covering, Walter runs and leaps over the top rope hitting Hope with a Suicide Dive and Arya gets the pinfall victory on Caslita!

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall, ARYA MELON AMD WALTER MELON, THE MELON CLUB!

Watson: Just shows you why it's important to get along as a tag team.

Sydney: No, it shows you the power of the Melon Gods.

Watson: It will be interesting to see the fallout between Hope and Caslita.

Fruit Salad blasts as Walter and Arya celebrate their win. Hope leaving to the back touching her face and shaking her head. Caslita wondering where Hope was, why she didn't help.

Still covered in sweat and dressed for the ring Caslita and Hope were staring each other down. Most people were giving them a wide berth except for one unlucky rookie cameraman who contract said he had to record such scenes.

Caslita: Listen snake face Hope. I repaid. I fought along with you like honor person would. Now you leave me to myself please.

Hope: You haven't listened to my proposal.

Caslita: Your thoughts are snake faced like you. You leave my life.

Hope: Yes of course. I have been a real burden for you. Now I have a thought how you can get even with snake faced person that is me once and for all while helping your own career.

Caslita: You are not speaking truth.

Hope: I haven't spoken at all. So here is what I have to say. You are the She-Hulk. So how about you beat me not in the ring but in an old-fashioned arm-wrestling match in front of the cameras at a FSW show? You don´t need experience or training for that.

Caslita's eyes narrow before she shakes her head

Caslita: You are crazy shady woman. I've compete arm-wrestling and beat men like bear with this.

Caslita flexes her enormous right arm in front of the camera.

Caslita: You are strong, but I am stronger. I crush your arm like twig. You are shady person but I am not. I don't do shady thing that makes others suffer. Not even you.

Hope: Oh please. You dislike me. In a match you'd bash my head in if you get the chance.

Caslita: Wrestling match is different. You can wrestle much good. But I am much good for arm-wrestle.

The Wrestling She-Hulk shows off both of her arms and they seem to have grown even bigger in the last ten seconds.

Hope: So you are going to burn a perfect chance to make you a household name and build a fan base at no risk?

Caslita: I don't trust you shady Hope.

Hope: In plain English – or Russian – you are afraid of me. Where's your warrior spirit now?

The Muscle Barbie glares twin daggers at Hope and her disrespect.

Caslita: That is namber one bullsheet! I am not afraid!

The She-Hulk turns directly to the camera.

Caslita: Tell FSW person and fan Caslita and Hope will arm-wrestle at FSW show.

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SINGLES MATCH

MONA FOX

VS GREG SAMUEL

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Watson: Back at our season premiere, both of these Future Stars gave it their all in there respestive match-ups, but came up a little short. While they got nothing to be ashamed of with the performance they put on, you got to believe both Samuel and Fox are going to do whatever they can to walk away with this win.

Sydney: That may be. But only one of them is going to get it. And I stand by what I said last show, Mona won’t make the same mistake twice.

Watson: Maybe she will, maybe she won’t. However, I won’t be counting Samuel out of this fight just yet. He’s looking pretty determined as he heads for the ring.

As “Mean Demeanor” by Run of the Jewels is playing out, Samuel makes his way down the aisle using his wide, cowboy-esque gate.

Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! First, wrestling out of Austin, Texas, weighing in at 225 pounds, this is “The Maine Attraction” GREG… SAMMUELLL!

The crowd shows their disdain as Samuel gets a reluctant ref to hold the ropes open for him.

Starr: And his opponent, making her way to the ring from Portland, Oregon, weighing in at 120 pounds, here is “The White Fox” MOONA FOXXX!

“War Cry” by Diamante begins to play as Mona Fox walks out from the back. Mona shakes her head at the crowd as she makes her way towards the ring.

Once she slides in under the bottom rope and gets to her feet, Mona smirks over at Samuel.

DING DING DING

As soon as the bell is heard, you can tell that both competitors want to get the first shot in as they come right for one another. However, going toe to toe with Samuel proves to be a mistake as Mona finds herself on the mat in no time. Samuel keeps her grounded for quite some time. Yet no matter how many pinfall attempts he made, Mona still manages to kick out.

Watson: Greg using his power to his advantage.

Sydney: Mona needs to figure out something before it’s too late.

Samuel seems to be a bit frustrated as he pulls her up by the hair. As he whips her into corner, Greg goes to follow her in, but Mona ducks out of the way and he meets the turnbuckle instead. After stumbling out of the corner, Mona kicks him in the midsection and plants him to the mat with a wicked looking DDT. With Greg finally down on the mat, this was Mona’s chance to show us what she’s capable of on offense. She put some of her best moves on display. Now it was her turn to be frustrated as Greg kept the kicking out of her pinning attempts. The count after her trademark, Requiem, was so close that Mona started arguing with the ref.

Watson: That was a beautifully executed Springboard Bulldog. But this is no time to be with the ref.

Sydney: Mona needs to get it together.

This gives Samuel a chance to get his wits about him. As she is arguing with the ref, Samuel comes up from behind and takes her down with a double knee backbreaker. With her laying face down on the it doesn’t take long for Samuel to lock in the Figure 4.1. Mona hangs in there for a bit, but eventually taps out.

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via submission, GREG SAMMUELLL!

Watson: Just goes to show you why you can’t take your eyes off your opponent even for a second.

Sydney: Another mistake made by Fox, which led to her defeat, but props to her on lasting as long as she did in that submission. That takes a lot of grit.

Watson: Greg Samuel gets his first win on Uprising. Should be interesting to see where he goes from here!

While “Mean Demeanor” by Run the Jewels hits again, Samuel smirks down at Mona as he has his hand raised in victory.

We cut to a shot backstage as Lisa Goldrush stands outside a door with the name: Killjoy Ito on it and exhales loudly and with seemingly everything she has inside her she raises her right hand and is about to knock with the door swings open and she is face to face with ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love who is wearing a huge smile on his face and was clearly waiting on Lisa...

Love: Well this is completely unexpected Miss Goldrush...

Goldrush: You just called the production truck and requested me to come to Killjoy’s dressing room Tommy, you literally knew I was coming…

Love: Well since you are here we might as well say a little something to the fans of the FSW here at Uprising, I guess I can spare a few mins for you…

 Goldrush: Seriously, you called us…

Love: Tonight Killjoy Ito makes his return to FSW’s Uprising to stake his claim as one of the TRUE Future Stars of the EWC…

Goldrush: Have you seen our roster Tommy, Killjoy is going to have an uphill climb in order to claim that spot of a TRUE Future Star here in the FSW…

Love: Oh Miss Goldrush, so sweet and naive, I have looked up and down the roster of the FSW and there is only a FEW that have a claim to share the ring with Killjoy Ito, we have beaten your champion, we beat one of your former champions, Robina Hood was the ONLY member of this roster to last longer that Killjoy in the Rumble...now that Sarah Roberts bolted out the back door, sure Melody Malone was awarded the MVP of the 1st Thunder but it was Killjoy that closed the show and took home a $10k, which funny enough was the TOTAL purse in her Mid-card match...the point is the second Killjoy’s feet stepped inside the Cow Palace he leapfrogged 98% of this roster and for whatever two unlucky souls left standing tonight with championship gold know this...you have our attention and we are coming for you.

Goldrush: That’s if you can get past the roadblock you have in front of you tonight in Chris Maverick…

Love: Miss Goldrush YOU pose more of a threat to derail Killjoy here tonight that the STAR of the one man Comeback Tour Chris Maverick, the reviews have been so bad on this comeback it’s as if it was cancelled before it really even started but fear not Uprising fans, tonight Killjoy Ito does YOU all a favor and single handedly closes down this sad tour and spares you a ‘talent’ that should have just stayed on the shelf…

Goldrush: You are really counting your chickens before they hatch aren’t you?

Love: Miss Goldrush there are just some certainties in life, like the Patriots will cheat their way to another Super Bowl win, Ace King will lose the next time he challenges for the Undisputed Championship, Robbie Rayder will be claimed as a DEPENDENT of Candy’s tax returns AGAIN this year, that the next time Megan Treamon sneezes really hard something will shift in her brain and a new personality will take claim of her body AND Chris Maverick is in for the beating of his life out there tonight and when the smoke clear and the EMTs remove what’s left of Chris Maverick I want the rest of the FSW roster to know you have been replaced...now run along Miss Goldrush, spread the word...that tonight Killjoy Ito takes his place atop of the FSW…

Tommy motions with his hand for her to leave and he closes the door in her face.

Goldrush: What an asshole...

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SINGLES MATCH

KILLJOY ITO

VS CHRIS MAVERICK

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Watson: We’ve got an exciting match-up on our hands next here. In one-on-one action we will get Killjoy Ito squaring up against the deranged Chris Maverick.

Sidney: I’m certainly excited for this one. Anytime Killjoy gets in the ring, I’m all eyes.

The cameras cut to Isabelle Starr standing in the ring.

Starr: This match is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, from Tokyo, Japan. Weighing in at 235 pounds, he is “The Future Ace” KILLJOY ITO!!!

One Ok Rock’s “Down Deeper” hits the arena PA as the lights drop. A strobe light flashes while a spotlight focuses is on Killjoy Ito back to the ring on the stage. Ito faces the camera as Tommy Love walks out onto the stage.

Starr:  And his opponent, coming to the ring, weighing in at 235 pounds, he currently resides in The Graveyard, he is "The Devil's Worst Nightmare” CHRIS MAVERICK!!

‘Sing from the Gallows’ by Diablo BLVD hits the PA and Chris Maverick makes his way out to the stage, looking as unstable as ever.

Watson: We can’t award a weight advantage, so my question to you Cid. Does the ongoing G1 help or hurt Killjoy Ito?

Sidney: Well Tim, for most competitors I’d say the pure amount of matches that you have to go through in the G1 would be an energy drain, but with Killjoy, it may honestly just be helping him get in a good groove!

DING DING DING

The match starts off with Killjoy doing everything he can to get a feel on the manic Chris Maverick. Ito attempts a lock up, but is met with a lifting knee that nearly connects with his face. Setting the tone of uncertainty, Maverick is able to take control early. An early attempt at the Hangman’s DDT goes awry for Maverick as Ito gets his feet off the rope and is then able to send Maverick to the outside with a Northern Lights Suplex.

Watson:Oh my! The strength of Ito, countering that DDT attempt and sending Maverick clear out of the ring!

Ito capitalizes on his opponent being on the outside with a suicide somersault sexton that gets a round of applause from the crowd. Ito rolls Maverick back into the ring, only to get a light 2 count. Ito keeps control until Maverick is able to duck the Kettei-da. Maverick gets a near fall with an O’Connor Roll, and immediately lands a leaping knee upon both of the competitors returning to their feet.

Sidney: What Chris Maverick does well is keep his opponents unable to guess what is coming next. His lunacy is his greatest strength in many ways.

Maverick continues the momentum, keeping Ito off balance. The unhinged grappler is able to successfully lock in the Evil Deeds, grounding Killjoy in the chokehold. Ito looks to be fading before being able to maneuver his way to the ropes, causing a break. Maverick breaks the hold at the referee’s four count. He backs into a corner, setting up for something. Ito uses the ropes to get back to his feet, but gets pulled to the center of the ring by Maverick, only to be taken into a standing headscissors, locked into a double undertook. Ito is able to block the Test Subject, sending Maverick to his back. Both men are slow to their feet, Ito takes advantage and knocks Maverick to his knees before backing up and landing the devastating Kettei-da.

Sidney: KETTEI-DAAAAAAAA!!!

Ito hooks a leg and gets the three count.

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall, KILLJOY ITO!

Ito staggers back to a vertical base where he is met by Tommy Love who raises his hand.

Watson: Killjoy Ito able to claim the victory!

Sidney: Any victory you can get is a good one when you’re a part of the G1. A win is a win and the momentum is a great thing to have.

Watson: Keep your eyes on Uprising, as after we come back from commercial we’ve got Breanna Gordon vs. Faith Rivers.

Sidney: And don’t forget we’ve got the Television and FSW Championships on the line later in the night! I can’t wait!

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SINGLES MATCH

BRENNA GORDON

VS FAITH RIVERS

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Watson: Ladies and gentleman, we still have two title matches on deck but before that we have two ladies who are both seemingly as a crossroads in their career. Faith Rivers since returning to FSW has had a lot of ups and downs and some could say that the bold faced positivity is starting to waver. She looks to prove that wrong against the enigmatic Brenna Gordon, who since returning herself, has disposed of James Larson and Rampage guest Jeremiah Kelsey in impressive fashion. Both have vowed to not let one another use the other as a stepping stone but well, there’s winners and there’s losers in this business.

Sydney: Doesn’t help that Faith is already a loser.

Watson: Oh, that’s not very nice to say.

Starr: First, making her way to the ring from Miami, Florida... give it up for ... FAAAITH RIIIVERSSS!

The lights go out as "Faith" by Limp Bizkit begins to come out of the PA System. Fans are on their feet cheering as Faith Rivers walks out a moment later and stands at the top of the entrance ramp.


Star: And her opponent, now residing in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania … BRENNA GORDON!!

The overhead lights dim as the opening notes of 'What The Water Gave Me' come forth from the sound system. Hidden spotlights and overhead rigs illuminate the arena in the deep blues and purples of a sky on the verge of going fully dark, a fine mist seeping its way upward through the grating of the stage and ramp as smoke of a similar weight falls from the ceiling to come as close to replicating the lands which gave rise to myths and the ancestors of Brenna Gordon. She appears through the fog.

DING DING DING

Gordon and Rivers share a respectful moment before they locked up. However the respect between the two began to dissipate as the contest became more heated. What started as an exchange of holds became chops and knees and shoulder blocks and the like. But after Faith caught Brenna in her Rivers’ Current airplane spin for a very long flight, the mood of the match changed. Rivers tried to capitalize for a quick victory with her Faithful running cutter but Brenna showed some muscle and yeeted Rivers across the ring in a dazzling counter. When Faith turned around, she got a fist right in the mouth. Faith looked indignant but Gordon didn’t relent. She hit a knee lift followed by a leg sweep and then tortured her in the middle of the ring with the camel clutch.

Sydney: Faith Rivers looks good tonight in the ring but Brenna Gordon didn’t come here for just a bit of grappling. She wants a fight tonight.

Watson: Right now, it looks like Faith is going to be broken.

Gordon looked to break Faith with a submission but Faith showed her tenacity as inch by inch she crawled towards the bottom rope. Brenna even used one of her boots to take the rope away from Faith’s grasp but with one lurch forward, Rivers secured the break. Gordon stayed on the offensive by stomping and kicking at Rivers to get up and fight back. Faith did just that. Brenna caught a front kick from Rivers only to eat an enziguri. The momentum couldn’t be sustained for Rivers when her Leap of Faith hit raised knees, allowing Brenna to Crash The Shore for a two count!

The damage had been done and despite Faith ducking under a lariat attempt as she rebounded off the ropes, Brenna took her down with Rip Tide as she came from the other side for a definitive victory.

DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall, BRENNA GORDON!

Watson: While Faith Rivers looks for that missing piece of the puzzle after this match, Brenna Gordon moves further up the ladder.

Sydney: I like this girl. A bit pasty but that’s all fixed with a bit of spray on tan. Maybe she can borrow some from Rivers. She seems to know about … enhancing her looks.

Watson: Absolutely disgusting assessment, but I’d wouldn’t expect less from a bloke like you. Brenna is surely to have her eyes on the next two matches as they are for some of the richest prizes in the business. Gold on the line, next!

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STITCHES

VS JOE HUSTLER (C)

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'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.

Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.

Starr: The following match is for the EWC Television Championship. Introducing first the challenger from New Orleans, STITCHES!

Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting...

"The lights brighten almost completely. The tron goes to a shot of the eyes of Joe Hustler just as "Fight Fire With Fire" by The Prodigy starts up. Just as the lyrics hit, Cottoneye Joe steps out onto the rampway. Fans go crazy with boos as he half runs and half dances his way to the ring where he baseball slides under the bottom rope."


Starr: And on that night a star was born, he's peanut butter chocolate cake with kool-ade, he's cooler than the other side of the pillow, he's better than sliced bread, he's the Notorious J.O.E., the spotlight of the night.. He is the EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION, "Cottoneye" Joe Hustler.

DING DING DING

With the sound of the opening bell, the matchup officially begins as both Joe and Stitches eye each other up. Both champion and challenger look confident as they lock up in the center of the ring. Stitches gains the first blow landing a hard left out of nowhere. Stitches tries for a second but Joe ducks out of the way, rolling out of the ring with a smirk on his face. Stitches looks to Joe before looking over at Big Nasty standing ringside staring a hole through him.

Watson: Big Nasty here ringside can only spell trouble for Stitches.

Sydney: It was Hephaestus who delivered the bizarre message to Stitches from Joe, but Big Nasty looks to be the one that Joe has to watch over him tonight. The champion clearly protecting himself.

Stitches runs and slides out of the ring as Joe slides back in. Joe is laughing as Stitches is now outside the ring standing face to face with Big Nasty. Stitches one not to back down looks as if he’s about to swing but doesn’t, he turns his attention back to the ring. Stitches slides back into the ring and again Joe slides out with a half-cocked grin playing games with his opponent. Stitches is looking increasingly mad as Joe tramps around the outside of the ring. The referee is telling Joe to get into the ring but he refuses forcing the referee to begin to count him out.

Watson: Joe prancing around the ring is classic, clearly he said he planned to bring the entertainment back to the television championship.

Sydney: Maybe the annoyance back to it!

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Watson: Well it doesn’t look like Stitches is going to allow that to happen.

Stitches has had enough as he runs and slides out of the ring, and like last time Joe quickly gets back into the ring. Stitches again face to face with Big Nasty, and again turns his attention back to Joe.

Out of nowhere Stitches swings knocking Big Nasty to the mat. He slides back in and Joe takes advantage by stomping at Stitches keeping him floored in the ring. After a few stomps, Joe runs off the ropes and baseball slides into Stitches as he was getting back up. Joe tries for an early pin.

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And a quick kickout. Joe picks Stitches up and whips him to the corner turnbuckle. Joe runs after and is met with a back elbow from Stitches. Stiches grabs Joes head and begins to bounce it off the top turnbuckle. He then switches to kicking Joe in the mid-section. With each kick, Joe sinks down into the corner until he is sitting on the ring mat. Stitches pulls Joe up and locks in a wristlock, walking the champion to the middle of the ring. Stitches wrenches on the champion’s wrist sending Joe down to one knee. Stitches maintains the twist on Joe’s wrist, he tugs Joe’s hand to the mat with Joe trying not to add any extra pressure. Stitches lets go and jumps into the air looking to stomp on his opponent’s hand. Joe quickly rolls out of the way.

Stitches not wanting to lose any momentum picks Joe up and sets him up for a powerbomb, Joe goes up and begins a serious of desperate punches to the head of Stitches who backs towards the corner. Joe keeps the furious strikes going as Stitches loses his grip. The two men now close enough to the corner turnbuckle that Joe dives forward falling over the ropes onto the apron in the corner. Stitches turns and tries to swing at him only to have Joe grab his head and jump down off the apron to the floor outside the ring causing Stitches neck and head to bounce off the top rope sending him grasping for air. Joe quickly slide back into the ring and runs and bounces off the opposite rope diving at Stitches with a clothesline.

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Joe is visually aggravated as he scoops up Stitches wanting to end this. He has Stitches in a headlock and begins to run towards the turnbuckle for his Peanut Butter and Chocolate Cake. In a desperate attempt to buy some time, Stitches is able to muster the energy to counter tossing Joe away as he was in mid leap, sending Joe crashing to the outside of the ring. The crowd goes crazy at this amazing show of desperation. Both men are now down, as the referee begins to count. Big Nasty is over checking on the television champion.

Watson: Both men look like they are starting to wear down here.

The referee is to six as Joe begins to stir, he is able to crawl to the apron and pull himself up. He rolls into the ring as the referee is about to count ten. Both men are still down but moving as Stitches is the first one to his feet. His paint is smeared and running as he can clearer be seen in a state of determination. He picks Joe up and uses his entire body to whip Joe into the opposite corner. Starting to come back to life with a second wind, Stitches runs and full-strength clotheslines Joe in the corner sending sweat into the air. He then whips Joe to the corner exact opposite and again hits a hellacious clothesline. He goes for the cover.

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Neither man is looking as energized as they did at begin of the match, as Stitches scoops the champ’s head up from the ring and locks in his signature submission, The Cheshire Smile. He has the lock in place as Stitches maneuvers his fingers towards and finally into the jaw of the champion. He begins to widen Joe’s mouth locking to submit the champion. Joe’s eyes are wide and showing anguish as he grunts and wiggles to no avail. Joe not giving up gets even more wide eyed as he bits down on Stitches fingers. He bits hard enough to draw blood causing Stitches to release the hold and again both men on their backs trying to catch themselves.

Watson: And what a showing by the champion, how he was able to close his jaw and bit in that position is impressive.

Sydney: It’s all that flapping of his lips that gave him that jaw strength.

Watson: Either way, still an impressive showing.

This time around it is Joe who is back to his feet first as Stitches is just about to his. Joe is shaking his head, clearly wishing this match was over already. He swings back hitting Stitches hard across the chest with a backhanded smack causing a thunderous clap. And again. And again. The crowd is booing loudly as the champion looks to have the control at this point in the match. Joe raises his knee deep into the abdomen of Stitches who doubles over and then to his knees. Joe tries for a deadly spinning kick in which Stitches bobs. Joe does a complete 360 to find Stitches starring back at him with a sinister grin. Stitches raises his finger and shakes it back and fourth. Joe goes to duck out of the ring but not before Stitches can pounce him and starts to lock in The Carnival Pretzel.

The fans are going nuts as Stitches just about has it completely locked in. Big Nasty starts climbing the apron and grabs Stitches pulling him out of the ring. Stitches begins to lose his hold of Joe as Big Nasty gets Stitches halfway out of the ring and hits an evil elbow to the throat of Stitches. Matt Mercer is momentarily distracted by Joe Hustler who clutches his knee in agony and shouts that he has blown it out. But as soon as the official turns around, Joe, who is suddenly limber and spry, leaps on top of Stitches for a pinfall attempt...


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DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall AND STILL EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION, JOE HUSTLER!

Watson: Oh bloody hell, what a cheap way to retain.

Sydney: Joe is going to be leaving still as TV Champion!

Watson: Stitches was cheated! This does not bode well for our challenger. Joe and Robina are peas in a pod when it comes to short handed tactics. This one has been brewing for quiet awhile and in just moments, we're going to see undoubtedly one of the biggest clashes in FSW recent history.

Melody Malone steps out of her dressing room with Becky Rios in tow and the two are pumping Melody up on her way to gorilla.

Becky ‘Glycerine’ Rios: Tonight’s the night Mels, tonight’s the night you finally erase that part of history from your life. You go out there and give it your all and you don't stop until you dethrone Robina Hood clean in the middle of the ring. You do that and after that final bell rings, ‘The Siren of Scorn’ Melody Malone will become the NEW FSW Champion.

Malone: Tonight’s the night. I got this in the bag.

A small clap can be heard off screen before ‘The Messiah of Diligaf’ Cletus Franklin makes his way from around the corner and blocks their path. He continues to slowly clap before stopping with his hands outstretched in front of him. He rubs his hands together before running his hands repeatedly down his beard combing it in a way.

Franklin: That was quite the little pep talk there you should take a bow, how many times did you have to rehearse it in front of the mirror before we just witnessed your grand performance?

Rios: Well actually …

Cletus reaches out with his right hand and clasps it around the mouth of Glycerine stopping her from answering the question.

Franklin: That was a rhetorical question dear, you are of no worth here thereforth your opinions do not matter. Now, I’m going to remove my hand from your mouth and when I do I want you to be a good little girl and keep your mouth shut.

Cletus removes his hand from Becky’s mouth and she reaches up like she's about to smack Cletus but Melody extends her arm and pushes Becky behind her.

Franklin: Now Ms. Lazarus what part of history are you trying to put behind you if you don’t mind me asking.

Malone: What did you just call me?

Cletus steps closer to Melody and places his mouth directly next to her right ear.

Franklin: You heard me Ms. Lazarus, don't play coy with me.

Melody’s entire body shivers once before a look of pure disdain creeps across her face.

Malone: My history is none of your concern, the only thing anyone should be focusing on is my future, which starts tonight.

Franklin: That future won't be very bright if you get all worked up over a name Ms. Lazarus. You're about to step in the ring with the Cancer of the FSW and a name should be the least of your worries.

Malone: I’m well aware of who’s in front of me tonight. I’ve ‘followed the rose’ ever since Wrestlefest. There is nothing, no personality, no red mist, that she can throw at me that I’m not prepared for. Besides… what’s it to you? Last I looked, Robina’s moved past you - and so have I.

Franklin: We'll see just how prepared you are in a few minutes time, but know this Melody if fate just so happens to place the FSW Championship into your destiny, you'll see first hand what it's to me. So in the sake of sportsmanship, break a leg.

Cletus turns an about face and walks away whistling a tune as Melody heads up to gorilla.

[PARAMOUNT]

MELODY MALONE

VS ROBINA HOOD (C)

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Watson: Well folks, it’s time for our main event! Robina Hood defends her FSW Championship against a very game Melody Malone!

Sydney: You gotta wonder if the Siren of Scorn can overcome Hood tonight, or if the Greatest Showman will show her why she’s the champ!

Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FSW Championship!

The lights dim down, eventually leaving the arena in darkness. A low rumble comes over the PA system, as white noise that sounds almost like bad vinyl slowly starts to get louder and louder.

You make me vicious

Watch as I make the pain my mistress

You can call me Miss Malicious

I'll dress you up in stitches

No, I can not resist this

Smoke billows across the stage as the lights slowly start coming back to life and Melody Malone slowly saunters her way out from backstage. She's clad in a long jacket that is just barely buttoned at the midriff but still exposes a leather harness-looking outfit.

If it don't hurt I get suspicious

I like to take the knife and twist it

Yeah my love is sacrilegious

I'm not scared to admit it

This violence is delicious

As the music hits its crescendo Melody throws her head back and outstretches her arms, prompting pyro to shoot out in a 'V' behind her.

Starr: Introducing first… from San Diego, California.. weighing in at 136 pounds... she is the Siren of Scorn, Melody Malone!

What doesn't kill me

Makes me vicious

I'm not gonna break

I can take all that you can give

This is survival

Of the sickest

I am not afraid, bring the pain

Melody continues down the ramp toward the ring, ignoring the fans ringside with a half sneer. She climbs up onto the apron, stepping in between the bottom two ropes before she takes her place in the center of the ring. She pulls the jacket open, revealing her leather halter harness. She removes the jacket and tosses it off to the side, adjusting the fingerless gloves on her hands as she takes a step back from the center of the ring and awaits her opposition.

Sydney: Malone showing a lot of heart tonight as she gears up for a big match tonight…but is she ready for Robina Hood?

Starr: And her opponent-

They say we wanted attention

Those five words of “Ignite” by Noisestorm, along with a momentary flash of bright light, immediately cause incredibly loud boos from tonight's audience as red petals rain down from the ceiling of the arena. A purple-haired lady comes through the black curtains, black jacket proudly draped over her shoulders and, instantly knowing that she is Robina Hood, the people in attendance begins to boo even louder. The forest-dweller throws her arms up high in the air, her forefingers pointing out towards the sky. This caused the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the stage floor, revealing her military-styled red dress - with a translucent portion in the front of the skirt - to the cameras, with the FSW Championship securely wrapped around her waist, and generated a lot of wolf whistles from the men and lesbians in attendance, before confidently beginning to walk down the ramp, keeping her distance from the people in attendance while doing so. She doesn't waste much time in getting to ringside, up the ring steps and onto the ring apron. But instead of immediately entering the ring Miss Hood sits down on the middle rope and glances towards the crowd, giving them a condescending smile before finally entering the ring. Shortly after entering the ring Robina unfastens the FSW Championship from around her waist, spins around at 270 degrees and punches the air with the Title at the moment “watch me ignite” escaped the P.A. System, electing a louder response from the people in attendance tonight.

Starr: From Nottingham, England... She is the FSW Champion... Robina Hood!

Watson: Robina Hood looking as confident as ever heading into this title match, hot off the heels of some widespread attention after advancing to the finals of the Experts Extreme Tournament she looks to prove why she calls herself the Greatest Showman here tonight!

DING DING DING

The moment the bell rings, the two women charge at each other with lefts and rights, each hoping to gain an advantage early on. The champ is the fortunate one in this exchange, laying a few punches in on Malone before whipping her against the ropes and hitting a spinning heel kick on the rebound! Robina stomps the chest as she circles the fallen Malone, a twisted smile on Robina’s face as she picks Malone up, launching her into the corner. The champ charges at Malone, landing a nasty looking big boot that sends Melody down to the canvas once more. This draws laughter from the Greatest Showman as she hits a jumping knee drop right on Melody’s head!

Watson: Robina Hood has been on a tear from the start of this, and she doesn’t look like she’s letting up!

Sydney: She wants Melody Malone to remember this night, the night she failed to topple the Highlight of the Night for the biggest prize on the Uprising brand!

Robina stays right on top of Malone, locking in a dragon sleeper with the body-scissors not far behind. She cinches the hold in tight, but Melody is showing signs of life as she slowly pushes herself up by her feet, eventually getting Robina on her shoulders as the ref makes the count!

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KICKOUT

Robina is forced to break the hold in order to kick out of that! Melody is getting a second wind as she gets to her feet, asking Robina if that’s all she’s got. This just amuses the champion, who charges at Malone…but Melody catches her off guard with a drop toe hold! Melody is quick to take advantage of this opening as she stomps away at the champ before heading to the ropes, hitting a running senton onto Robina! Malone picks Hood up, sending the champ into the ropes before she hits a tornado DDT that drills Robina’s hood into the canvas. Sensing she has a chance to put this match away, Melody is back on her feet before hitting a standing moonsault, covering the champ immediately!

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Once again, Robina Hood kicks out and Melody is beside herself!

Sydney: It’s gonna take a lot more than that to put the FSW Champion down, Melody!


Watson: I have to say I agree, Sydney…Melody needs to dig deep into the well from the looks of things!

Melody taunts the champ as Robina gets back to her feet…and smiles? Robina laughs at Melody’s gesture, which only infuriates Melody as the two women lock up. Robina ends up sending Melody out of the ring, and the Siren of Scorn gets to her feet just as Robina launches herself over the top rope for a suicide dive to the outside! Both women are down as the ref starts the count:

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Both women are stirring again, but it’s the champ who is getting to her feet…


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Robina is back on her feet, immediately sliding into the ring with the hope of taking a count out victory.


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Melody is back on her feet now, and Robina decides not to bother as she slides back out, breaking the count as she sends Melody careening into the steel steps!

Sydney: That’s how you do it, Watson! Robina just cut the legs right out of Melody’s title dreams!

Robina slides back into the ring with a sick grin on her face, as the ref begins a new count:


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Melody is rolling away from the steps, but has not gotten back to her feet.


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5

Melody is finally getting to her feet, slowly but surely...


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...the Siren of Scorn is on her feet, approaching the apron…only to take a baseball slide right to the face by Robina Hood! Robina’s had enough of this game as she brings Melody back into the ring. The champ stands in wait as Melody gets to her feet, looking to hit the Grand Finale…but Melody reverses it by leaping off her feet, hitting a Salida del Sol on the champ! REQUIEM! Melody quickly makes the cover, hoping for the best!



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3!!

The crowd can’t believe what’s happened, and neither can Melody as the ref raises her arm in victory!

DING DING DING

Sydney: How did that just happen!?

Watson: Melody Malone has pulled off the upset tonight, folks!

Starr: The winner of the match via pinfall and NEW FSW Champion… MELODY MALONE!

Confetti and Streamers fly through the air as Melody Malone holds the newly won FSW Championship high over her head as the fans are all standing on their feet and showing their adulation for their new FSW Champion.

Watson: Melody Malone has prevailed over Robina Hood in the hardest fought battle of her career to win the FSW Championship.

Melody Malone climbs to the top of the nearest turnbuckle and holds the title above her head. “Break Stuff” by Limp Bizkit hits the arena as the two distinct guitar riffs echo off the walls. The fans cheers instantly turn into hated boo’s as strobe lights begin flashing across the stage as Cletus Franklin steps out onto the ramp.

Sydney: What in the blue hell is he doing out here?

Watson: From the looks of it whatever the hell he wants, are you going to tell him he can’t be out here?

Cletus removes a Bud Light tall boy from his back and holds it high into the air. He then reaches into his pocket pulling out a key chain and then punctures the can. He holds the can above his head and pops the tab shotgunning the tall boy down in seconds flat. He tosses the beer can to the side and locks eyes with Melody Malone motioning the FSW Championship sitting around his waist.

Watson: He’s staking his claim for a shot at the FSW Championship.

Sydney: The nerve of this guy, are you serious on the same night she just won the championship, what an asshole.

Watson: That’s called striking while the iron is still hot.

The announcers back off. The scene itself sets the tone. New champion. Former champion. On a collision course. The scene fades...

Lisa Goldrush looks exhausted. Every interview she gave was stranger than the next. She approached the door of the general manager and his assistant and knocked.

The door creaked open. It was never closed in the first place. 

Goldrush: Doctor Shearer? Maggie?

No answer. She pushes the door open. The lights aren't on. The office looks bare. 

Goldrush: Strange.

But not really. The show was all but over. She went to close the door. 

DING

A small screen lit up on the general manager's desk. With trepidation, she moves towards it.

Goldrush: Must have left his phone. I'll hold onto it for him.

But then she looked at the screen.

HELLO LISA.

The FSW interviewer is absolutely spooked but something compelled her to answer.

You left your phone.

INTENTIONALLY.
I'LL MAKE THIS QUICK.
FSW #014 IS A GO. INFO TRANSMITTED.

I don't get this. Who are you?

I AM DOCTOR DAVID SHEARER.
BRANDON BANKS CARTER.
X.
JAMES TYSON.

That makes no sense.

Lisa stares at the screen in shock.

I AM FSW.

[PARAMOUNT]

END SCREEN

MATCH WRITERS

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MATCH 1: JBC

MATCH 2: Xavier Reid

MATCH 3: Dominic Sanders

MATCH 4: Dominic Sanders

MATCH 5: Greg Samuel

MATCH 6: MNB

MATCH 7: Nevaeh

MATCH 8: Greg Samuel

MATCH 9: JBC

MATCH 10: Sebastian Conner

MATCH 11: The Eternal Circle

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SEGMENTS

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Tyler Quest

Gabrielle Visconty/Cletus Franklin

Melody Malone

Caslita Nindred/Hope Diamond

Killjoy Ito

Melody Malone/Cletus Franklin

Cletus Franklin

FSW

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RECAP OF WINNERS

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Tyler Quest vs Legion [n/s]

Winner: Tyler Quest

Matt Angel vs Cletus Franklin

Winner: Cletus Franklin

Lexie Glass vs The Mercenary

Winner: The Mercenary

Scott Grayse vs Gabrielle Visconty

Winner: Gabrielle Visctonty

James Larson vs Robbie Rayder

Winner: Robbie Rayder

The Melon Club vs Hope Diamond and Caslita Nindred [pinned]

Winner: The Melon Club

Mona Fox vs Greg Samuel

Winner: Greg Samuel

Killjoy Ito vs Chris Maverick[n/s]

Winner: Killjoy Ito

Brenna Gordon vs Faith Rivers

Winner: Brenna Gordon

Television Championship

Stitches vs Joe Hustler[c]

Winner, and STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION: Joe Hustler

FSW Championship

Melody Malone vs Robina Hood

Winner, and NEW FSW CHAMPION: Melody Malone

MVP(s): Melody Malone, The Melon Club, and Brenna Gordon

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