FN'R #448 - Columbia, South Carolina

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Pre-Show/Video On Demand

MATCH #1
Chris Mosh Vs
Wendy "Zombie" Stevens
(Empty Arena Match)
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The camera was backstage by the empty concessions stand. Chris Mosh and Wendy “Zombie” Stephen’s stared at each other, they were all alone save for Pierce Patterson. Pierce raised a bell and gave it a ding, and the empty arena match was on!

DING DING DING

The match started out all Zombie, who rushed into Mosh and quickly laid into the Cold Hearted with a series of jabs and hooks before scooping him into a quick belly-to-belly. Zombie didn’t slow up as she pulled Mosh to his feet and sent him flying toward into the door of the concessions stand! Mosh would turn his momentum into running kick, blasting the door open and heading inside the stand as Zombie followed.

Zombie entered the stand only to take a faceful of salty popcorn! Mosh didn’t waste a second as he hit a quick dropkick to the stunned Zombie before dragging her up and hitting a signature Fisherman Buster! Mosh attempted the pin fall..

ONE!

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TWO!!

… KICKOUT BY ZOMBIE!

Mosh was enraged by the kickout and dragged Zombie up before hitting a quick German Suplex, followed by a belly-to-belly. Mosh dragged Zombie up and Irish-whipped her towards a garage door! Zombie’s face landed hard! Chris rushed over towards her but was met with a shock when Zombie landed a spinebuster from out of nowhere! Zombie was to her feet and smiling as she pulled Mosh up into her own triple German Suplex combo before dragging the bigger man to one knee and repeatedly kneeing him in the face before the pin attempt!

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TWO!!

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T… KICKOUT BY MOSH!!!

Zombie would then smash Mosh’s head into the concrete ground repeatedly before standing and stomping down on Mosh’s head. Zombie gave a sick smile as she went for another pinning attempt.

ONE!

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TWO!!

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THREE!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Pierce quickly rushes over and creates space between the two as medics come to check both competitors. Scene fades to…

MATCH #2
Jai Savage Vs
Tyler Quest
(Singles Match)
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Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen… the following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…

The lights go out and the arena is swallowed in darkness broken up only by the bright LED dots in the crowd of scattered smartphone screens. As the first notes of 'Duality' begin to play, searchlights sweep across the stage and the audience.

I push my fingers into my eyes...
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache...
But it's made of all the things I have to TAKE


The moment the drums kick in, strobes flash with each thumping beat, and suddenly the spotlights fix on a figure standing in the crowd at the top of the stairs, head bowed.

Chriqui: From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.. Standing at six-foot-two-inches and two-hundred-twenty-five-pounds.. He is the Spartan.. Jai Savage!

Upon hearing his name Savage proceeds to the ring. The fans are already spilling into the show now and cheering for their beloved Spartan.

Chriqui: And his opponent…

"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. She points to both sides before sprinting down the ramp. She slides into the ring, flips onto her back and kips up to her feet. She caps it off with a backflip off the corner turnbuckle closest to her.

Chriqui: From Angel Falls SOUTH CAROLINA! Standing at five-foot-six-inches and one-hundred-twenty-two-pounds.. Its Tyler Quest!

The crowd gives a massive pop for their home state hero. Tyler soaks in the love as Mike Michaelson enters the ring.

DING DING DING

The match started off slow, Jai locked on various holds to wear Tyler out as she did her best to slip each hold and keep her distance. Tyler got her break a few minutes into the match where she could counter Jai into a dropkick that knocked him on his head. Jai was quick to his feet but not before Tyler could pull him into a tilt a whirl DDT for a solid two count! Tyler would drag Jai up and launch a spinning roundhouse kick into his head before landing a hurricanrana that would’ve put down most competitors!

But Jai wouldn’t be held back, he ducked a second roundhouse and launced into Tyler with a nasty headbutt, stunning her and leaving her open to a series of four or five additional headbutts that would knock anyone’s lights out. Both competitors were dazed but Jai was able to step into Tyler, shifting all his weight into a tomahawk lariat that turned her inside out.

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TWO!!

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THREE!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pinfall.. The Spartan.. Jai Savage!

Jai receives some cheers and some boos before helping Tyler to her feet. The two shake hands as the entire crowd is now cheering! Fade to…

The doors swing open as Carrie Samson, Nina Samson, Orion Samson, Isabelle Wentworth and Paula Samson step into the hallway. All of them are dressed in black leather jackets with dark sunglasses. Carrie is all smiles when Brian Spades walks up to them.

Spades: What in the hell are you doing?

Carrie: I'm getting into character Brian. You see in just a few moments, I will facing one member of these poser biker gang. She thinks she does magic. A good magician never reveals their trick. Which makes me wonder? She is any good or is she just blowing smoke.

Spades: The Shieldmaidens have made quite an impact since coming to EWC.

Nina steps in front of Carrie while looking at Brian.

Nina: Impact? All those broads did was destroy the ring. They did nothing. We have been busting our tails off to get respect. Heck, I nearly came away with a golden opportunity on Uprising. Three of us have done more in this company than any of those idiots.

Carrie: Samson Angels aren't finished yet either. Tonight, I take out one Shieldmaiden. Widow has no idea what to expect but she will feel my boot when it meets her face. If any of her friends show up then my sisters will have no qualms joining the fray. So Widow, it's time to dance cupcake. It's PRIME TIME!!!

Carrie pats Brian on the cheek before walking past him with her sisters right behind her.

MATCH #3 (Pre-Show Main Event)
Carrie Samson Vs
Ophelia "Widow" Blaque-Donnley
(Tables Match)
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Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen.. The following match is a tables match! Introducing first!

The arena goes completely black. Appearing on the tron is the Shieldmaidens motto: “Hell is Empty and the Maidens are here.” Then what sounds like an old TV turning on comes over the PA system.

“Yes, the dangerous black widow is to be approached with caution, as the black widow’s bite can cause death.
The black widow is easily recognized by her coal black body and purple hourglass marking.
She encases her victims with silk and then kills with poison from her fangs.
The male spider is not considered to be dangerous..”

The music starts at the :44 mark. And a mixture of purple and white lights begin to flash around the arena.

Chriqui: From New Orleans, Louisanna.. Standing at five-foot-one-inch and one-hundred-ten-pounds.. She is Widow.. Ophelia Blaque-Donnely!

Widow walks out, noticeably alone before the upcoming challenge. She smirks at the boos as she heads towards the ring.

Chriqui: And her opponent…

Bright lights quickly start floating around the arena as "Roundtable Rival" by Lindsey Stirling begins to play. Carrie Samson saunters out onto the stage with a smile before bouncing down the ramp. She leaps onto the ring apron then jumps over the ring ropes. She continues to bounce around.

Chriqui: From Dallas, Texas.. Standing at five-foot-five-inches and one-hundred-nineteen-pounds.. She is the Carebear.. Carrie Samson!

Carrie looks ahead and Widow as Toyo Yasahiro enters the ring and signals the bell.

DING DING DING

Widow started the match off hot when she rushed Carrie with a low dropkick followed by a mule kick that possible shattered Samson’s jaw. Widow pulled Carrie up into a sit-out jawbreaker before leaping into a massive DDT and spiking Carrie on her head. Widow smiles before rolling out of the ring and going for a table. As she pushed it into the ring Carrie rolled to the other side for a breather. Widow would give chase but would eat a backhand chop and a dropkick for her troubles. Carrie attempted to crawl back into the ring while Widow got to her feet but Widow was on her in moments, landing a few clubbing blows to the back before hitting another DDT.

Widow hit a third DDT on the outside before rolling Samson back into the ring, ready to end it as she began setting up the table. Widow would drag Carrie to her feet but get shocked by a surprise headbutt that Carrie followed up with a Bearplex from outta nowhere! Carrie dragged the table over to Widow before using her remaining strength to get Widow on the table!

Widow would not go out that easily though and rolled off the table, much to Carrie’s dismay. Carrie moved the table and headed towards Widow but ate a bitch slap with enough force to spin her around, giving Widow the space to leap up while driving her knees into Carrie’s back with the Widow Maker!

After that point both wrestlers threw most of their arsonals at each other, hoping anything would hit and stick. In the end it was an inverted DDT and a second Bearplex that would give Carrie the distance needed to set the table into the corner. Carrie would drag Widow up and send her into the tabled corner before landing a huge dropkick that would seal Widow’s fate as she crashed through the table!

DING DING DING!!!

Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via table break… Carrie Samson!

Carrie wasn’t dumb enough to stick around and headed to the back while the medics checked on Widow… who shoved them out of her way as she too headed to the back. Scene fades as the pre show concludes.

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

»»THE FINAL STOP!!!!««

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents

FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE

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EPISODE 448
MARCH 15TH 2019

LIVE! From The Colonial Life Arena in Columbia, South Carolina!

EWC RAMPAGE
3.15.2019
Live From The Colonial Life Arena in Columbia, South Carolina
Commentators -
Play-By-Play: Grizzly Duggan
Color: Javier Martinez & Phillip Loydson
Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui
Head Ref: Toyo Yasahiro
Assistant Refs: Mike Michaelson & Peirce Patterson
Backstage Help: Bryan Spade

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Fog spreads throughout the arena, covering the thousands of screaming fans as "Come As You Are" begins to sound off over the loudspeakers.



The fans scream for delight as the MacTron explodes to life. Pyro ignites on the stage.



The camera pans around the arena as fans scream for delight and begin their chants and raise their signs high into the air.

FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

The camera flashes back to the MacTron which shows the current FN'R roster, and then flashing showing notable members of the roster from Chupacabra to 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, 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, the former Tag Champs MUCHO GRANDE, former Undisputed Champion Luke Wolfe, and then ending with the current United States Champion Ace King holding his title proudly in front of him. Ace smirks on screen as another round of pyro is shot off.



And then the camera cuts over to the commentary desk, where Grizzly Duggan is standing with Phil Loydson and Javier Martinez

Duggan: What a show we have planned for you all tonight after a very good preshow to kick things off. But first we would like to take a moment of silence in honor of those who lost their lives today in a senseless tragedy. The entire EWC community was shocked and saddened to see what happened and a portion of tonight's earnings will go to the victims and their families.  

There is a moment of silence throughout the arena as everyone respects the fallen.

Duggan: FN'R is LIVE when we get back. 

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Bryan Spade is standing with his microphone raised.

Spade: Ladies and gentlemen my guest at this time is accompanied by his wife Annabelle Gatner He is the American Alpha Wolf Adam Gatner.

Adam and Annabelle come into the scene and the fans howl for him. Adam smiles and nods.

Spade: Adam so far your time in EWC hasnt been fruitful. Two losses since joining. How do you explain that?

Adam nods.

"American Alpha Wolf" Adam Gatner: This is true but do you know what separates me from most of the other wrestlers? I dont moan or bitch about losing. i have been wrestling for a lomg time and i am loved by my Wolfpack because of that reason.

I am a product of two members of the United States Army that was killed in action when i was eighteen and i could have gone off and got into trouble but my parents would have looked down on me and would have been disappointed in me.

Yeah i might be off to a crappy start but like the alpha wolf i never give up. i never quit on getting that elusive first win and whether it be at Stranglemania or the next Rampage you will see the alpha wolf stronger.

Annabelle Gatner: You see Candice these are just two reasons why i was attracted to this handsome man. Not only does he have the passion for this business but also for the fans of this business. I married this man because the passion he has for this business and the passion he holds for the fans is the same passion he has for me and our daughter.

"American Alpha Wolf" Adam Gatner I assured President Mac that he signed a hard working wrestler in myself and i speak facts when i told him that and it will continue. EWC WOLFPACK LET ME HEAR YA HOWLLLLL!!!!!

The fans howl with him and they leave Bryan

MATCH #1
Greg Samuel Vs
"Iron" Mike Strong
(Singles Match)
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Duggan: It's time for our opening bout here tonight!

Martinez: The cocky Greg Samuel has been showcasing his talents all over the EWC, picking up a recent victory over Emma Louise over on Brawl on Monday night. 

Loydson: The kid's got talent! There's no doubt about that! And there's no doubt about it that he's going to take the weak-hearted Mike Strong to the woodshed tonight!

Martinez: I don't know, Philip. There's a reason that Mike Strong is going into StrangleMania to take on the X-Division Champion Curtis Mars. There's nothing weak-hearted about him!

Duggan: Let's take it to the ring with the beautiful Emmanuelle Chriqui to start us off!

Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..

The main riff of ‘Mean Demeanor' by Run the Jewels hits and, without skipping a beat, Greg Samuel breaks out onto the stage. Immediately, the crowd boos the arrogant wrestler. Samuel bounces from foot to foot, as he snarls at the EWC fans. Samuel wears his signature black tights with a green “GS’ sitting on his left hip. The tights extend down beneath his black knee pads, which connect to his black kick pads. The only differentiation of color in his attire are his green elbow pad on his right elbow, and the gray sleeveless sweatshirt that he wears to the ring.

Chriqui: ...standing at 6 foot 2 and weighing 225 pounds... from Austin, Texas.. He is The Maine Attraction.. GREEEG SAAAMUUUEEEL!!!

Samuel’s nose twitches with disdain after hearing his name announced. He begins his way down the ramp, with a wide, cowboy-esque gate as he is showered in disapproval by the fans. Unsurprisingly, Samuel doesn’t care. He keeps his attention focused on the ring. Upon reaching the bottom of the ramp, Samuel turns to the ring steps. In turning, he notices a fan who is particularly passionate in his disdain for “The Maine Attraction.” The technical wrestler stops and looks at the fan for a moment, with disgust in his face. He then rolls his eyes and turns his back on the fan, stomping up the ring steps. Samuel stands on the ring apron for a moment, gaze fixed on the referee. After a few moments of nothing, Samuel barks at the referee, who is jumped. Samuel snaps a point down to the ropes, conveying his expectation to have the ring ropes opened for him. The referee begrudgingly obliges. This pompous display earns no love from the vocal fans in attendance. Upon arrival in the ring, Samuel darts into the corner, pulling off his sweatshirt and dropping it at ringside. He then grabs the top rope with both arms and pulls, limbering up for the math ahead as “Mean Demeanor” fades out.

Duggan: Greg Samuel has that aura about him that most people just don't like.

Martinez: Like I said before, he's cocky. But he has done pretty well in backing that up, for the most part.

Loydson: And he will continue to do so here tonight!

Chriqui: AND his Opponent..

The lights dim and the crowd grows silent. The sound of rivets tightening and metal grinding echoes through the arena. Then a slow beat of a drum begins to hit. The crowd claps along with the beat as a guitar strums, "Ironman" by Black Sabbath begins to play. The very familiar guitar sound as the lights begin to flash and spin it around the building, gold and white strobes flash atop the stage, as the words "STRONG" emblazoned on the tron as Mike Strong makes his way onto the ramp.

Chriqui: ...standing at 6 foot 4 and weighing 265 pounds... from Cleveland, Ohio.. "IROOON" MIIIKE STROOONG!!!

The song continues to play as Mike Strong begins the long walk down the ramp, taking in all of the excitement of the crowd as he marches down toward the ring. As he round the corner he high fives a few fans in the front row and scales the steel steps. Walking along the apron he turns around to look at the crowd, letting it all to soak in once more. As his back is turned, Greg Samuel sprints across the ring and drives a knee right into the middle of his back. Strong falls off of the apron and onto the floor in pain. Samuel exits the ring and immediately starts to put the boots to Mike Strong.

Duggan: Greg Samuel getting an early jump on his opponent!

Martinez: This is deplorable! Come on ref! Stop this before it gets out of hand!

Referee Mike Michaelson yells at Samuel, but Samuel ignores it. He picks Strong up and drives him hard into the ring steps. He picks the ring steps up and drives them down into the left shoulder of Strong. He kicks him in the ribs a few times and stays on the attack. He grabs Strong's head and slams it down onto the floor. He drops a knee right into the back of Mike's head. Samuel stands up and the crowd boos him loudly. Finally, Samuel picks Strong up and rolls him into the ring.

Duggan: This match hasn't even started yet and Mike Strong looks out!

Samuel yells at Michaelson to ring the bell as he slides into the ring. Michaelson checks on Strong, who indicates he is okay to compete. Michaelson calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

Greg Samuel continues his assault on Mike Strong, who was just able to get up to a knee before Samuel ran and scooped him up into a double-knee backbreaker. Samuel goes for a cover.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Mike Strong.

Samuel yells at Michaelson about a slow count, but Michaelson ensures him it was two. Samuel stomps on the back of Strong’s head and then turns back to Michaelson to argue more.

Martinez: Greg Samuel better be careful not to get himself disqualified. He probably should already have been.

Loydson: Please. It all happened before the bell. EVERYTHING is legal before the bell!

As Samuel’s attention is averted, Strong is finally up to his feet. He spins Samuel around and kicks him in the stomach. Strong goes for a DDT, but Samuel fights out of it with a few punches to the ribcage. Samuel locks Strong up in a front facelock and starts driving hard knees into Strong’s gut. Samuel pulls Strong up and delivers a huge Northern Lights Suplex, the Arora Borealis! He goes for another cover.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THR-KICKOUT!

Duggan: Mike Strong is going to fight this one. He will not give up easily.

Loydson: He should!

Samuel gets up off of Strong and grabs Strong’s left leg. He drags Strong over to the ropes and drapes Strong’s ankle on the bottom rope. Samuel steps up onto the middle rope, bounces, and drives his body down onto the left knee of Strong. He does this one more time, the impact being more forceful on the second one. Michaelson warns Samuel to get off the ropes. Samuel bounces again for a third, but Strong moves his leg out of the way and Samuel drops hard onto the mat. Strong gets up to his feet, shaking his leg out as he grabs ahold of Samuel from behind. He shoots Samuel’s arm through his own legs and lifts him up for a pumphandle slam. A quick thumb to the eye, however, breaks the move and Samuel lands on his feet. Samuel Irish-whips Strong into the opposing ropes and lifts him up into a huge inverted atomic drop. Samuel runs and goes for a clothesline. Strong ducks! Strong goes for the Iron Strong Arm!!! Samuel ducks the attempt himself! Strong turns around and runs at Samuel. Samuel counters into a Double A Spinebuster! He covers!

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TWO!!
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THRE-NO!!!

Loydson: I can’t believe it! How is Mike Strong still in this one?!

Martinez: He’s got heart! He’s showing why he’s going to StrangleMania to fight for the X-Division Championship!

The FSW Superstar is in disbelief. He gets up off of Strong and yells at Michaelson again. He looks down at Mike Strong and signals for the end. He lifts Strong up off of the mat and hooks him up in a double-underhook. He goes for the Fatal Attraction. Strong anchors down. Samuel releases Strong. Strong surges and strikes Samuel with a fist to Samuel’s left ear. He spins around for the Iron Strong Arm! Samuel ducks again! Samuel kicks Strong hard in the gut and, again, hooks Strong up. FATAL ATTRACTION! HE NAILED IT! Samuel covers.

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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Duggan: That was complete domination by Greg Samuel from the start.

Martinez: Mike Strong didn't really have much of a chance. He TRIED, but he could not overcome the ambush. Greg Samuel started this whole thing while Strong's back was turned!

Loydson: The kid knows what he's doing! I'm pretty proud of what he's done tonight!

Chriqui: The winner of tonight's match via pinfall.. GREEEG SAAAMUUUEEEL!!!

The crowd boos loudly as the cocky Greg Samuel gets up off of the mat with a smile on his face. Extra officials come out to check on Mike Strong as Samuel exits the ring.

Loydson: What a great start to the night!

Martinez: Maybe for you. Maybe for Greg Samuel. But definitely not for "Iron" Mike Strong.

Duggan: Folks, when we come back we've got our first official main-show look at the Shieldmaidens in action! Roby "RJ" Mitchell takes on Phoenix Winterborn!

Fade to...

As the camera came backstage, Brian Spades was standing backstage.

BRIAN SPADE: Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm here with Phoenix Winterborn. Phoenix, on the last edition of Friday Night Rampage, you made your in-ring debut, and defeated Paul Clifton of the Family. Now, you go from one group to another as you follow up your win two weeks ago by stepping to the president of the Shieldmaidens, Robi Mitchell. Phoenix, you have to know going into this match that it's not going to be a fair fight. How is your mindset coming into this match?

PHOENIX WINTERBORN: Brian, you're absolutely right. I'm not going into this match expecting a fair fight. Robi and the Shieldmaidens have this pack mentality. Where one goes, the others are sure to follow. It's a fact of life. But, here's how I look at it. Long story short, if I'm going down on this edition of Rampage? You had better believe I'm going down swinging. I'm coming to make a statement, and she's coming for a fight. Later tonight will tell who gets what.

BRIAN SPADE: Phoenix, also...I'm not sure if you've heard but you and Robi will be on the same team come Stranglemania as part of the brand warfare tag match. Do you think that you can get along with he for the betterment of Friday Night Rampage?

PHOENIX WINTERBORN: No. Not in the slightest. After what her and the other maidens did to the Rampage set two weeks ago? There's no way I'll be able to get along with her. Sorry if that comes across as me being a jerk, but this is her bed...she can lay in it. She's going to be a woman without a country come the pay per view as far as I'm concerned. But that is all then. I need to focus on sending a message to the Shieldmaidens tonight against their president. Robi, I really hope you're ready for tonight because this? This is going to be a lesson in humility. And that...is change you can believe in.

With a nod and a smirk, Phoenix patted the shoulder of Brian Spades, ending the interview.

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MATCH #2
Phoenix Winterborn Vs
Robi Jean "RJ" Mitchell
(Singles Match)
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Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, the following singles match is scheduled for one fall.. Introducing first..

Pyros hit as the opening to "Robot Rock" by Daft Punk begins to play, as Phoenix steps out onto the stage, his head dipped down for the opening guitar riffs, and his hood pulled up on his head. Upon the high guitar, Phoenix stands straight up, throwing the hood back and revealing himself to the crowd to a round of cheers. Making his way down the ramp, his arms are outstretched as he walks backwards, taking in the moment before sliding face up into the ring to run of the opposite corner, and climb onto the second rope, slapping his chest to get the crowd fired up while his music slowly fades out.

Chriqui: Standing at six-foot-three-inches and two-hundred-twenty-two-pounds.. From Chicago, Illinois.. He is Chi-Town’s finest.. Phoenix Wiiinteeerbooorn!

Duggan: Phoenix is coming off of a very impressive debut last week, but this match definitely won’t be easy for him.

Martinez: Phoenix is looking to strike a point with this match, RJ is the leader of the SMs and if he can take her out, he can prove FN’R aren’t just a bunch of pushovers.

Loydson: Listen, they may have punched me in the throat and hurt my pride but I’m still team maiden!

Chriqui: AND His Opponent..

The cameras return to the arena, as it goes completely black and all you hear over the PA system was, “Oh, yo, yo!” then a small pause. On the tron appears the words: “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here.” Then the lyrics start.

"There’s just so much Goddamn weight on my shoulders;
All I’m try’na do is live my mother fucking life.
Supposed to be happy but I’m only getting colder.
Wear a smile on my face but there’s a demon inside.”

This repeats once more. And as the drums start, the lights in the arena start flashing with the beat. At the :25 mark, the music stops for a few moments. The lights go black once more. And 5 seconds later, the music kicks up again and the lights come on.

“Oh, yo, yo. There’s a demon inside!
Oh, yo, yo. Just like Jekyll and Hyde!
Oh, yo, yo. There’s a demon inside!
Oh, yo, yo. Just like Jekyll and Hyde!”

On the stage stands RJ Mitchell, carrying a baseball bat, with Ophelia "Widow" Blaque-Donnely to her back right, Sam "Titaness" Hamilton to her back left and Aoife "Banshee" Maguire right behind them. At the :50 mark there’s a few seconds pause then the music picks up again.

“There’s just so much goddamned weight on your shoulders;
That you can’t just live your mother fucking life.
The story’s getting old and my heart is getting colder.
I just wanna be Jekyll; but I’m always fighting Hyde.”

This is when RJ, "Widow", "Titaness" and "Banshee" start down the ramp toward the ring.

“You’ve got rocks in your head, I can hear them rollin’ ‘round.
You say that you’re above it, but you’re always fallin’ down.
Is there a method to your madness, is it all about pride?
Everyone I know, they’ve got a demon inside!”

As the last word was screamed out, Robi slides into the ring while "Widow" moves to the right side of the ring while "Titaness" and "Banshee" to the left side. Each taking a spot on all sides of the ring. Like a sultry dancer, RJ rises in the middle of the ring. And as she stands there posing towards the hard camera, the music begins to slow.

“Oh, yo, yo. All I’m try’na do is live my mother fucking life.
Oh, yo, yo. Wear a smile on my face; but there’s a demon inside.
Oh, yo, yo. All I’m try’na do is live my mother fucking life.
Oh, yo, yo. Wear a smile on my face; BUT THERE’S A DEMON INSIDE!!”

And she is facing the hard camera with a fist in the air.

Chriqui: Standing at five-foot-ten-inches and one-hundred-thirty-pounds.. From New Orleans, Louisiana.. She is RJ.. Robi Jean Miiitcheeell!

Duggan: And her she is, president of the Shieldmaidens MC.

Martinez: That is an evil woman right there.

Loydson: If by evil you mean gorgeous unstoppable force, then absolutely!

Peirce Patterson enters the ring, checks both competitors for contraband and then signals...

DING DING DING

And we’re off, or should I say RJ was off as she almost immediately rushes into Winterborn with a nasty spear. RJ drags Phoenix up and wraps her arms around his waist as she lifts him up into a spinebuster with sickening impact. RJ backs up to give Phoenix some breathing room and as soon as he tries to get up she rushes into him with a knee to the side of the head and a quick cover.

ONE!

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TWO!!

… KICKOUT BY PHOENIX WINTERBORN!

Martinez: RJ is starting this one off hot.

RJ has a look of determination on her face as she pulls Winterborn up again and then quickly transitions the pull into a belly-to-belly and another cover.

ONE!

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TWO!!

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Duggan: Smart play by RJ, keep making Phoenix kickout to tire him out.

Loydson: She’s the prez for a reason kid.

RJ grabs Phoenix’s arm and wrings it behind him in a deep chickenwing as he lets out a scream of pain! RJ holds it for a few seconds before releasing and rolling Phoenix over another cover!

ONE!

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TWO!!

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T… KICKOUT BY PHOENIX WINTERBORN!

RJ pulls Winterborn to his feet before pulling him close and shocking the audience with a judo style body toss followed by a kick to Phoenix’s back that stuns him long enough for her to pull him in for a German Suplex with a bridge!

ONE!

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TWO!!

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THR… KICKOUT BY PHOENIX WINTERBORN!

Duggan: So far RJ’s game plan is working wonders, but Phoenix will not give up!

RJ pulls Phoenix up but he shocks her with a surprise spinning backfist. RJ is stunned and Winterborn takes the moment to leap into her with a shotgun dropkick. Both are slow to their feet and go in for shoulder/collar tie-up, but Phoenix raises his hand for a quick punch and RJ dodges but falls right into his feign punch-DDT combo. Both are back up in a flash, Winterborn goes for another backfist that lands fast and flush on RJ’s jaw, spinning her around and giving him the chance to lock on a sleeper and lift RJ backwards into a snap-dragon suplex! RJ hits the ground hard but is back to her feet with her arms wrapped around Phoenix’s midsection lifting him up into a German! Phoenix hits the canvas hard but is also back up in a giffy to lock on and land another snap-dragon, this one with a bridge!

ONE!

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… KICKOUT BY RJ!

Phoenix gets back to his feet, rubbing himself to try and relieve the pain that is flaring up.

Duggan: Winterborn is back in this one!

Phoenix drags RJ up and sends her flying into the ropes with an Irish-whip, he goes for a punch but RJ rolls under and rushes towards the other ropes, rebounding off with even more force as she rushes into Phoenix with a second spear! RJ quickly rolls to the outside, and stands on the apron, waiting for Phoenix to stand! Phoenix is up, RJ leaps onto the top rope and leaps for Phoenix as she raises her arm… Phoenix jumps forward and flatbacks on the canvas, RJ misses him and crashes! RJ bounces back up from the momentum and rushes towards the ropes but Phoenix is rushing towards her! Phoenix spins with the fastest spinning backhand I’ve ever seen before locking on a front facing headlock and falling forward spiking RJ’s head into the canvas! Phoenix wastes no time and makes the deep cover!

ONE!

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TWO!!

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THREE!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Duggan: What a comeback for Phoenix and what a back and forth they had there at the middle.

Martinez: Phoenix is now 2-0 on the green brand and definitely making an impression… but as much as I hate to admit it, RJ looked really good in that match!

Loydson: RJ always looks good and she definitely had her shoulder up at two. Fucking ref!

Chriqui: The winner of tonight's match via pinfall.. Phoenix Wiiinteeerbooorn!!!

Phoenix doesn’t risk celebrating in the ring as the Shieldmaidens at ringside join their president. Phoenix heads to the back, before turning around to see all of the maidens staring right at him.

Loydson: That idiot now has a target on his back… big time!

Martinez: I’d say he and the entire roster do Loyd!

Fade to…

The scene goes backstage and we open on Exile, one of Georgie Nickles’ closest friends and an accomplished retired wrestler in his own right, sat in a locker room backstage. Exile is watching a recent contest featuring EWC Tag Team Champions NSFW, peering at the screen with concern. He presses a remote control and the view changes to the Shieldmaidens stood in a line with their fists raised following the destruction at the end of the last Rampage. Exile shakes his head and flips channels again, this time showing Criterion and Shock & Awe battling it out for the number-one contendership of NSFW’s Tag Team Championships. Eventually Exile presses the remote, killing the screen as he turns to face the camera.

Exile: This tag division needs some legendary competitors… but… who could possibly fulfil that role?

The camera spins around showing Scorpio’s drag queen manager Crème de la Crème stood in a stunning black-and-gold gown, a large blonde wig on her head, and her make-up over-sized and over-done as always. She cups her mouth and whispers, emulating an echo…

Crème de la Crème: ReBelle… belle… belle… belle…

The camera switches back to Exile who stands from the chair, raising an inquisitive eyebrow as he walks around the locker room.

Exile: Who will be there when biker chicks in knock-off leather jackets are running riot around the EWC?

We pan back to Crème who cups her mouth and emulates an echo again.

Crème de la Crème: ReBelle… belle… belle… belle…

Back to Exile, who is now stood in front of large portraits of Scorpio and Georgie Nickles, each raising a championship above their head during victories gone by. Exile looks up at the one of The Rebel Child celebrating a title win.

Exile: Who brings elegance, talent, glamour, determination, and the heart of the rebellion to the EWC tag division?

Crème de la Crème: ReBelle… belle… belle… belle…

Exile: Who’ll show the rest of the Rampage precisely how it’s done?

Crème de la Crème: ReBelle… belle… belle… belle…

Exile: Tell me… because I haven’t quite got it yet… JUST WHO’S GOING TO MAKE THE EWC TAG TEAM DIVISION SEN-SA-TION-AL?!

Exile raises an eyebrow and winks to the camera as the lights cut, and a single voice echoes through the darknes…

“REBELLE… BELLE… Belle… belle… belle…”

Duggan: Well last week we saw The Rebel Child and The S-Factor agree to forming the next tag team in the EWC, and I think we may have just found out their name!

Martinez: Exile put it perfectly, I daresay these two are going to be sensational together!

Loydson: SORRY?! Did we just watch the same 2 minutes of footage?! What the hell was that?! Are we trying to sell a damn perfume?! Are these two being paid for this rubbish?!

MATCH #3
Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton Vs
Brett Kennedy
(Singles Match)
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Duggan: Welcome back to the final show before StrangleMania! We've seen Greg Samuel take out Mike Strong in a match where Strong wasn't even allowed out of the gates.

Martinez: And we've seen an absolute barnburner between Roby Mitchell and Phoenix Winterborn. The rest of this night is shaping up to be better and better with every match!

Loydson: And now we have everyone's favorite asshole Brett Kennedy! He's going to show this Shieldmaiden that they picked the wrong show to crash!

Martinez: While we don't know much about this group, one thing we do know is that they have a very particular way of doing things. I'm sure Sam is focused and ready to go here tonight.

Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..

'Welcome to the World... of Kennedy' starts blasting the stage, and the entire arena cuts to pitch black, as 'I Don't Care' starts playing. Nothing happens for about 4 seconds, before a spotlight opens on a man, walking backwards to the front of the stage, arms spread out. Once he turns around to face the ring, the lights brighten up to a green/gold mixture of lights.

Chriqui: ...standing at 6 foot 5 and weighing 259 pounds... from Asheville, North Carolina.. He is The Nightmare of Idylwyld.. BREEETT KEEENNEEEDYYY!!!

Kennedy starts walking down the ramp in a slow manner, finding quick insults to throw at the crowd, and starts throwing hand gestures at them. He pauses at the more ugly looking people in the front row to further ridicule them. Any signs showing up in front of them is seen, and scoffed at most of the time.

Kennedy proceeds to walk to the ring steps, and takes a look around the arena, probably thinking of how ugly some of them are, or seeing who the next girl he'll flirt with will be. Kennedy then goes up the second rope outside the ring, a la Seth Rollins or CM Punk, and immediately spreads his arms wide, and screams to the high heavens. He goes back down and enters the ring, takes center stage, and spreads his arms out once more, as the lights go back to normal.

Duggan: Brett Kennedy has seen a lot of success here in the EWC.

Martinez: Except for the United States Championship match last month against Ace King... AND against Scorpio two weeks ago.

Loydson: Alright, alright. Look. Brett Kennedy may be on a small skid, but he's going to take care of business tonight. I promise you that!

Chriqui: AND his Opponent..

As the actual lyrics of 'You're Going Down' begin playing, the Titaness saunters down the ramp. A sense of determination and resolve can always be found in her eyes. Despite wearing a more stern and serious expression, she's not one to ignore any fans or supporters. Every now and again, she'll give a wave or slight smirk. More often than not, however, the Titaness will stick to her more serious and stoic look.

Chriqui: ...standing at 6 feet tall and weighing 145 pounds... from New Orleans, Louisiana.. She is The Titaness.. SAAAMAAANTHAAA HAAAMIIILTOOON!!!

When she finally gets in front of the ropes, the Titaness slipS through the middle and top ropes. She stands there waiting and staring a hole through Brett Kennedy.

Duggan: This young lady has a look of determination on her face.

Martinez: And why wouldn't she? The Shieldmaidens are here to prove themselves worthy. She wants to make sure she walks out of this one victorious.

Referee Mike Michaelson calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

The asshole Brett Kennedy looks across at his opponent and smirks. He starts yelling things at her about it being his ring and that she and the rest of the Sheildmaidens are going nowhere. Hamilton meets Kennedy in the center of the ring and drives a hard forearm right across the kisser of Kennedy. Kennedy stumbles backwards and looks at her, holding his jaw as she continues to stare a hole through him.

Martinez: Samantha Hamilton is not backing down from Brett Kennedy!

Loydson: That might have been the stupidest thing she could have done!

Kennedy runs at Hamilton looking for a clothesline. Hamilton ducks. Kennedy falls into the corner lightly. He turns around and is met with a dropkick from the Titaness. This slumps Kennedy in the corner. Hamilton gets to her feet and runs and jumps, monkey-flipping Kennedy into the center of the ring. Kennedy gets to his feet but is immediately met with a superkick, sending spit flying out of Kennedy’s mouth and into the front row!

Duggan: What a kick!

Loydson: I’m sure glad we weren’t in the splash zone there!

Martinez: She may have knocked one of his teeth out with that kick.

With Kennedy down on the mat, Hamilton walks over to the ropes and exits to the ring apron. She walks to the turnbuckles and ascends. Kennedy gets up to his feet slowly and walks over to Hamilton, knocking her off of the ropes and stradling the turnbuckle. Kennedy climbs the turnbuckles and starts driving fists into Hamilton’s face in a fit of rage.

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

FOUR!!!!

FIVE!!!!!

SIX!!!!!!

SEVEN!!!!!!!

EIGHT!!!!!!!!

NINE!!!!!!!!!

TEN!!!!!!!!!!

ELEVEN!!!!!!!!!!!

TWELVE!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIRTEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FOURTEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FIFTEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SIXTEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Referee Mike Michaelson finally steps in and warns Kennedy of disqualification. Kennedy brushes Michaelson aside and climbs the turnbuckle again.

Martinez: Kennedy has snapped!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

FOUR!!!!

FIVE!!!!!

SIX!!!!!!

Michaelson yanks Kennedy off of Hamilton and, once again, warns Kennedy. Kennedy shouts at Michaelson and the two argue for a moment.

Duggan: We know one thing about Brett Kennedy… he doesn’t like to be behind the eight ball. When Samantha Hamilton came out on fire, that just pissed Kennedy off.

Loydson: It would piss me off, too! Punch her more!

Kennedy turns his attention back to Hamilton. He climbs the turnbuckles once again, but Hamilton was waiting. She lifts Kennedy with all her might off of her and drops to the ground, causing Kennedy’s face to slam right into the top turnbuckle. Hamilton gets to her feet and drives a shoulder right into the small of his back. She moves him away from the corner and jumps on his back, locking him into a sleeper hold!

Duggan: Samantha calls this “Exiled To Tartarus” and she has it locked in!

Loydson: Please. It’s a damn sleeper hold! “Exiled To Tartarus”... shut up! Come on Kennedy!

Kennedy drops down to a knee as he begins to fade. Hamilton releases the hold. With Kennedy down on a knee, she’s got the leverage she needs. She moves over to his head and locks him up in a double underhook. WRATH OF THE TITANS!

Martinez: She hit it! She hit Wrath of the Titans! Hamilton covers!

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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Duggan: The Titaness has done it! She’s beaten Brett Kennedy in her debut!

Martinez: And the losing streak continues for Brett Kennedy!

Loydson: This is bullshit. The kid used a chokehold! That needs to be reviewed!

Chriqui: The winner of tonight's match via pinfall.. SAAAMAAANTHAAA HAAAMIIILTOOON!!!

‘You’re Going Down’ begins playing and Hamilton gets to her feet. Michaelson raises her hand in victory as the crowd cheers.

Martinez: What a match! Brett Kennedy snapped and that may very well have gotten the best of him!

Loydson: I am not cool with this.

Duggan: And no one cares if you are. When we come back, there’s more action! Joseph “Orion” Hunter takes on the twisted Annabelle!

Fade to commercial.

[FN'R]

We cut backstage to the locker room belonging to the Shieldmaidens and we see Becca “Bruiser” Rogers finishing up putting her knee brace on while “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire is finishing taping up her fists.

Bruiser: Ya ready for tonight, babe?

Psycho: Course, I kinna wait fer this!

Bruiser looks over to her tag team partner and future wife, a slight look of concern on her face.

Bruiser: Are ya sure? After what happened the last time we addressed Scorpio and Owensby, I’ve been worried about ya.

Psycho shrugs.

Psycho: I jess wanna get tae th’ good part taenight!

Bruiser: Okay, lass… just wanted to make--

It’s at that moment when Bruiser catches the camera on them and she raises her eyebrow as Psycho turns her attention to the camera as well.

Bruiser: Well what do we have here? Spyin’ on us are ya?

Psycho: Rotten wee bastards…

Bruiser nods.

Bruiser: Aye. But since ya here, we have a few last words for Scorpio and Owensby before we beat seven bells o’ shite outta them tonight. Owensby, lad? First off, glad to see you had the balls to finally show ya face. Ya can say all ya want that ya ain’t intimidated by us… and ya can bring all ya “friends” just in case we try and pull the numbers game on ya… but here’s the thin’... it ain’t gonna matter one fuckin’ bit coz we both know that ya are intimidated. We know every single member of the Rampage roster is intimidated and they’re hidin’ behind their generic insults that we’ve all heard a thousand times before beatin’ those fuckers into the ground! We also know that you can brin’ as many people as ya want with ya, Hell, ya can even brin’ the National fuckin’ Guard if ya want coz that don’t matter either… coz we’ll destroy every fucker who stands in our way!

Psycho: Aye, ye dinna thin we brought… all… o’us right off th’ bat, now didye?

Psycho shakes her head almost laughing.

Psycho: Ye’ve all got a wee bit more tae learn about us… an’ why ye bae laughin’ ‘bout tha?

Psycho frowns, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Psycho: We’ll bae givin’ ye sumtin’ tae laugh about… ye clem chancers…

Bruiser calmly places her hand onto Psycho’s shoulder.

Bruiser: Breathe, babe.

Psycho nods slowly and takes a deep breath before Bruiser continues.

Bruiser: And Scorpio, lad… ya say that you identify yourself as the bitch that’s gonna welcome us to Rampage by kickin’ the shite outta us, aye?

Bruiser lets out a chuckle and Psycho flashes a smirk of her own.

Bruiser: Well ya right about one thing, you are a bitch.

Psycho nods.

Psycho: Aye, but he bae one wit great fashion sense!

Bruiser snickers a little.

Bruiser: Aye, perhaps we should take some fashion tips from him since accordin’ to him, our fashion sense is filthy and disgustin’.

Psycho: Makeover?

Bruiser nods her head.

Bruiser: Aye… for him!

Psycho: Th’ bote o’ them, now fuck off, ye gammy gowls!

And with that, Psycho shoves the cameraman back out of the locker room and Bruiser slams the door shut as we cut elsewhere.

MATCH #
NUMBER ONE Vs
NUMBER TWO
(STIPULATION)
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Martinez: Hey hey guess what guys. Annabelle is back!

Loydson: Yeah, but she is facing off with the debuting Joe Hunter.

Duggan: Well this will be great no matter what!

Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!!!! Making his way to the ring weighing in at two hundred and five pounds, he is one of the members of the Chrome Dragons MC. He is Joseph "Orion" Hunter!

As "Sick Of It" by Skillet starts up over the PA system, a fog appears at the top of the ramp. A silhouette can be seen from behind the thick smoke. It stays still before slowly raising its right hand high up into the air.

When the 0:31-0:32 mark hits ("No one can make this better./Take control, it's now or never." part of the song), a spotlight shines down and reveals the figure is Joseph "Orion" Hunter.

He walks confidently down the ramp, high-fiving some of the fans on the way down.

Like Sam, he tends to enter through the middle ropes, though he will occasionally step over the top every now and again. Typically when he's especially infuriated or eager, if not sometimes both.

He climbs up one of the turnbuckles, staring out at the crowd and re-raises his right fist high up into the air. Orion stays put, taking in the audience and their reactions before jumping down and handing the referee his Chrome Dragon vest.

The crowd ERUPTS as Annabelle's new theme "Halloween Triumphant" starts to rumble its beginning chords! The lights dim down as a flickering orange-ish hew fills the arena, as if it were filled with candles. Many fans hold up lighters in the crowd with the flames lit up! The camera pans around the arena for a good fifteen twenty seconds, getting a good shot of people in the crowd.

Chirqui: From Atlanta Georgia, weighing in at 110 pounds… she is... ANNABELLE!!!

Flames flicker on the stage, smoke starts to build as Annabelle slowly walks through the smoke somewhat covered in a shadow, the lights on stage rise up, and the fans is on their feet as she pears out into the crowd.



Making her way down the ramp, she caresses the face of a fan On her way to the ring, giving him a wink. Once at ringside, she slowly ascends the steps and into the ring, she walks over to the corner and takes a step on the second rope looking out into the crowd with a somewhat blank look on her face, quickly her ever familiar evil smirk appears as she screams along with the fans at ringside. Quickly her head snaps back locking eyes in a death stare with her opponent. She takes a few seconds and slowly steps down from the turnbuckle, her eyes never leaving that of her opponents.

DING DING DING!!!

The ref calls for the bell and we are underway! The two go to the center of the ring and circle one another. We get a lock up and Hunter is able to use his size and power advantage to back Annabelle into a corner. The ref starts to count and Hunter breaks at four to avoid DQ. Hunter backs up a bit as Annabelle comes out of the corner. We get another lock up and this time Annabelle is able to quickly duck down before going behind Hunter into a waist lock. Hunter goes for a back elbow, but Annabelle is able to duck under it. Annabelle transitions into a front face lock before attempting her Brain Damage finisher, but is unable to get Hunter up. Hunter then lifts up Annabelle and tosses her outward causing her to land face/chest first on the mat.

Annabelle is not down long before popping back up. Annabelle charges at Hunter and attempts another go behind, but Hunter is able to block. Hunter sets up Annabelle for a suplex, but Annabelle is able to drop to the mat. Annabelle attempts to crawl between the legs of Hunter, but he is able to grab a hold of her. Hunter deadlifts Annabelle off the mat for a powerbomb, but Annabelle blocks with a series of shot to the head of Hunter. Annabelle goes for a rana, but Hunter is able to block. Hunter lifts up Annabelle getting her on his shoulders for The Gutshot, but Annabelle is able to get out of it by elbowing Hunter in the head. Annabelle has Hunter from behind, but eats a back elbow fro Hunter. Hunter attempts a snapmare, but Annabelle is able to flip to her feet out of the move.

Martinez: Annabelle showing off her cat like reflexes right there with that quite frankly very impressive escape from a snapmare.

Duggan: Annabelle is doing exactly what she needs to do in this match. She is using what she has over her opponent and that is her speed. She is taking on a man that is almost twice her size.

Loydson: Correction she is taking on a rookie a kid that is twice her size. She also has a bit of a experience factor over Joe Hunter. Though she now knows something that she didn't before hand and that is she can't hit Brain Damage on Joe.

Duggan: Wonder if he like you calling him Joe. I should possibly tell her about it.

Loydson: No thank you I can just call him by his first name no need to get me into any trouble with the rook.

Martinez: You are such a chickenshit.

Loydson: It is called self preservation my friend.

Annabelle goes to whip Hunter into the corner, but he is able to reverse. Hunter charges in, but Annabelle dodges. Annabelle comes back and is able to connect with a Hell Fire Splash. Hunter stumbles out of the corner and right into a bicycle superkick from Annabelle who covers!

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Joseph Hunter!

Both up and Annabelle off the ropes. Annabelle with a head scissors into an attempted crossface submission, but Hunter is able to block before turning it into The Mark of the Ranger! Cover!

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kickout by Annabelle!

Hunter stalks Annabelle as she get to her feet. Annabelle is up and Hunter goes for The Gutshot, but Annabelle fights her out into a crucifix roll up!

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kickout by Joseph Hunter!

Both up and Annabelle charges at Hunter who low bridges her onto the apron. Hunter goes to shoulder block Annabelle who dodges before kicking Hunter in the head. Hunter on wobbly legs and Annabelle goes for a springboard rana, but somehow Hunter is able to catch her in mid air reversing into a sit down powerbomb!!!!!!

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kickout by Annabelle just barely!

Both up and Hunter sends Annabelle right back down with a snap suplex. A second. A third! Annabelle pulls herself up using the ropes getting to a knee. Hunter charges in with a Spinning Arrow, but Annabelle is able to dodge. Hunter turns around into head scissors into a reverse DDT! Both are down!

Martinez: Annabelle proving how resilient she really is out there.

Duggan: She has faced bigger and badder, but still won. She needs this one.

Loydson: Well she needs it, but how about the rookie she is against. Joseph Hunter needs this too and it is anybodies fight.

Annabelle pulls herself up using the ropes and is able to make her way up top. Annabelle points at Hunter before connecting with a shooting star press into a cover!


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Hunter sits up and his holding Annabelle!

Hunter to his feet before getting Annabelle to his shoulders and connecting with The True Strike, but no! Annabelle lands on her feet and spits Blood Mist into the face of Hunter! Hunter holds his eyes in pain as Annabelle with a prawn roll up!

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DING DING DING!!!

Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall Annabelle!!!!!!!

Martinez: That ..... was impressive.

Loydson: Impressive? That is an understatement Annabelle is back and in a big way!

Duggan: Well it is hard to argue that point so I won't. Great job by that young lady right there.

Annabelle celebrates as we go to...

Martinez: At Rampage 447, the Shieldmaidens arrived at EWC and made a quick and bold statement about their intentions for the company.

Loydson: Heh, can say that again, right Duggan?

Martinez: We’ve already witnessed two of the Shieldmaidens compete twice during the pre-event and now we watch the President of the Shieldmaidens RJ…

Before Martinez can continue to talk about the match, the lights go out completely. ‘...Ready for It?’ by Taylor Swift begins to play as a singular pink tinted spotlight roams over the crowd and lands at the entrance. The man himself the People’s Camp, the S-Factor Scorpio comes through the curtain, blowing air kisses, the crowd going absolutely crazy!

Loydson: What in the hell does this guy thinks he’s doing?! Is he so addled he doesn’t realize his match is later?!

Scorpio grins, though he’s unmoving from the stage as he slowly turns his head and holds his fist up high in the air as the spotlight fades and the music transitions at first to static and then to ‘Wake Up’ by Black Veil Brides! The crowd immediately on their feet as two spotlights shine brightly and Georgie Nickles comes bursting through the curtain. Scorpio and Georgie exchange glances with one another and they both raise their fists and the arena goes dark, the music stopping like a record scratch before ‘Rebel Yell’ by Billy Idol begins playing, and the arena lights up with purple and pink strobe lights, spotlights dancing along the stage as not only Scorpio and Georgie Nickles stand side by side, but Crème de la Crème in all of her glory waving a flag high above her head.

Loydson: Great, the freaks broke their leashes.

Duggan: We knew it was going to happen!

The wrestlers along with Creme de la Creme make their way down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans. Georgie jumps up onto the apron, while Scorpio takes the more refined route and enters into the ring along with Creme. Georgie plays up to the fans, motioning with her hands for them to simmer, before raising them up to make them louder with a glint of entertainment in her eye. Scorpio blows a kiss to the fans as Georgie walks over towards him and opens up the jacket she is wearing, Scorpio’s eyes go wide before she reaches inside and hands him a bejeweled microphone, before pulling out a normal one for herself.

Nickles: Well hello Colombia!! Damn it has been a LONG time since either me or Scorps managed to get here… But you definitely know how to make us feel welcomed! Now… I know Loydson no doubt is having an absolute coronary, and I’m sure we might have made a wannabe Biker Chic girl get so angry about cutting into her.. Time.. or whatever.. But… Well…

Scorpio: We felt the need to make this night a little bit more sensational so they can’t suck ALL of the beauty out of Rampage before my match where I team up with Owensby later.

Nickles shakes her head with a slight amused look on her face, before bringing the microphone up to her lips.

Nickles: But we’ll cut to the chase. NSFW not only carry the EWC Tag Team titles, they also just recently won the Experts tag titles, adding quite a bit of shine to the place.

Scorpio: Shine isn’t a good thing when I’m around honey, trust me. We’ll get you two dried up quickly, I promise.

Nickles: That is one way to put it. Church and Mike have been nothing but supportive since I’ve arrived here, the same can be said for when Scorpio arrived here. And while we might not be the ones to be facing them at Stranglemania.

Scorpio: A travesty, might I add!

Nickles: I also know that they yearn for strong competition. Fighters who earn their way from the bottom up. Competitors that are not one pump and dump sorts. Wrestlers… Athletes that have more experience in their pinkies…

Scorpio holds up his pinkies as if to illustrate the point.

Nickles: Than others can only DREAM of. To stand toe to toe with NSFW as well as stand beside them when trumped up biker hos from where ever it is they’ve come from.. When they dare step into THIS yard and attack OUR people. So tonight…

Scorpio: Tonight, we are here to officially announce… A historical moment a decade in the making…

Crème de la Crème unfurls the official ReBelle flag and holds it high above her head; half displaying the raised fist of the revolution, the other the rainbow of Pride.

Nickles and Scorpio together: REBELLE!!

Scorpio: And you know what we can do apart.. JUST imagine what it is we can do...together. It will be absolutely… Sen Sa Tional.

Nickles: So NSFW, you’ve been put on notice. And anyone else who thinks that they can be the baddest bitches in EWC? Oh… you just made the top of our list… Scorps will make you over.. Right before I make you a casualty for the cause!

The fans are on their feet as ‘Rebel Yell’ begins to play over the PA system once more, Scorpio leans over the ropes, throwing Loydson an air kiss, before both Nickles and Scorpio climb the turnbuckles and throw their fists in the air.

Duggan: It’s official! It’s official! They are going to be the greatest tag team to compete since Mucho Grande!

Loydson: This is disgusting, this is vile, this is…

Martinez: History making. We’ll go to a quick commercial break before we get on with the action. I doubt RJ Mitchell is going to be too pleased that the wind has been knocked out of the sails of her debut.

[FN'R]

MATCH #5
Owensby Smith & Scorpio Vs
Shieldmaidens (Bruiser & Psycho)
(Tornado Tag Team Match)
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The scene returns from the commercial break to the ring where Scorpio, Georgie Nickles, and Crème de la Crème are stood in the middle, posing and waving to the crowd whilst 'Rebel Yell' continues to play.

Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a No Disqualification Tornado Tag Team Match is scheduled for one-fall... Introducing first..., already in the ring, from London, England, weighing in at 205 lbs... 'The S-Factor'... 'The People's Camp'... Scorpio!

Duggan: The S-Factor has also brought his own army, flanked by Georgie Nickles and Crème de la Crème!

Martinez: The Shieldmaidens may have made a huge impact last week, but they’ve got the roster’s backs up… they’re taking no chances with these women.

Loydson: I don’t think Scorpio does much with women as it is…

Chriqui: "And his partner… on his way to the ring, weighing one-hundred-and-eighty-pounds, from Nashua, New Hampshire, please welcome 'The Man Without A Plan' ... OWENSBY ... SMITH!"

"Tonight" by Seether starts to play and a modest pyrotechnic show begins. Owensby Smith runs out on stage with his valet, Sara Michaels, in tow. Owensby hops, jumps, and skips down the ramp with a high-five for every fan along the way. He does a complete circle around the ring and heads back up the ramp to meet Sara. Her hand in his, the two head back down toward the ring. On the ring apron, now, Owensby climbs up on the turnbuckle, facing outward at the fans, and then back-flips into the ring. Punching the air and bouncing around like a kid hyped up on sugar, Owensby riles up the fans in preparation for his upcoming match.

Duggan: Smith put on an impressive showing against The Rebel Child last week, coming up short against one of the best competitors in the sport.

Martinez: And it looks like he’s smartly brought some company…

The cameras move to show ringside behind the commentary team as a group of men wearing Owensby Smith’s t-shirt are sat in the front row. Eagle-eyed viewers will recognise them as Dwight, Jessup, Brian and Patrick; Crash & Bang and The End Zone, otherwise known as The Roadhouse!

Loydson: Damn coward…

'Salute' by Little Mix blasts out of the PA system and both Becca "Bruiser" Rogers and "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire walk out onto the stage from opposite sides. Stopping in the center, Rogers drops to one knee in front of Maguire and makes the M sign with her hands while Maguire places her hands on her hips and flashes a sinister smirk. Bruiser pops up and the two begin to march down the ramp with their gaze focused on the ring infront of them.

Chriqui: And their opponents... making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 255 pounds! Becca "Bruiser" Rogers, "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire! The Shieldmaidens!

Once the two reach the bottom of the ramp, Rogers rolls under the bottom rope into the ring while Maguire walks up the steel steps and climbs through the ropes. Bruiser remains on her knees and scoots over to the center as Psycho walks over so she's behind her. Once again, Rogers makes the M sign with her hands while Maguire puts her hands on her hips before Bruiser slowly rises to her feet, removing her hood and face mask to reveal a sinister smirk of her own as 'Salute' fades out.

Duggan: Last week the Shieldmaidens made an emphatic debut, destroying ringside and attacking this very own ringside team…

Martinez: I don’t know about you but I’d be glad to have some security out here…

Loydson: I personally think The Shieldmaidens are a splendid example of female empowerment, and they should beat-down more commentators. Just not this one. He for She!

Martinez: We’ve got to remember though, for all their power, for all the fear they’ve incited, these two are pretty new to the ring… Rogers may have trained competitors for years but this is her first ever competitive contest…

Loydson: She’s gonna destroy these two morons and it’s going to be beautiful!

DING DING DING

The crowd begin a slow-clap as Nickles and Crème leave the ring, and Smith nods to his friends at ringside, before Scorpio and Smith re-group in their corner and run down some strategy. Rogers and Maguire look like two hungry predators as they stare across the ring at their first foe in the EWC, Maguire leaning on the ropes ready for this one to begin, and Rogers giving an ice-cold stare. The referee checks both teams over before signalling for the bell – and we’re off! The crowd cheer as both teams storm at one another, Maguire throwing herself at Scorpio and Rogers throwing some hard shots to Smith. Rogers comes out on top of that exchange, rallying Smith with some heavy strikes, sending him back into the corner before she paces back and comes flying with a forearm smash to knock him to the ground. Elsewhere in the ring the more experienced Scorpio manages to get on top, reversing Maguire’s attempted crossbody into a backbreaker, before he floors her with an enzuigiri to a loud “ooooh!” from the fans. Maguire rolls to her feet and Scorpio takes her down with a snapmare, following it up with a hard kick to the back; across the ring Bruiser is managing to keep Smith grounded with a series of hard stomps, which she finishes off with a big elbow drop, winding him…

Duggan: Scorpio is a seasoned veteran and Bruiser has been training competitors for 20 years… the experience there is showing at the start of this one!

Martinez: And it looks like we might be putting that experience to the test…

Scorpio turns from his assault on Maguire as Rogers rolls to her feet, and two more experienced members of the match lock eyes. Bruiser smirks and offers her hands for a lock-up which The S-Factor goes for – only for Brusier to jab him in the gut with a hard right, following it up with a European uppercut to stun Scorpio. He ends up leaning against the ropes and Rogers rubs his face against the rope before she kicks out the back of his legs, causing him to lose his balance and she follows it up with a hard inverted DDT! Bruiser makes the first cover of the match – and scores a 1 and a half as Scorpio throws the shoulder up. Psycho and Smith are slowly getting to their feet and Rogers shouts to her fiancée, gesturing across the ring, and Maguire quickly runs landing a big dropkick to Smith! She and Rogers then turn their attentions to Scorpio as they drag him up and drop him with a massive double suplex. The two ladies nod to one another and Psycho climbs to the second turnbuckle as Bruiser hauls Scorpio up and impresses all with a big backbreaker to the heavier S-Factor – which Psycho follows up with a diving knee drop! Bruiser makes the cover, but Scorpio kicks out just at the two-count.

Loydson: Now that’s what I call teamwork! The transvestite and the rookie can kiss goodbye to any victory tonight…

Martinez: Oh I wouldn’t count Smith out just yet…

While The Shieldmaidens are busy stomping down on Scorpio, trying to break the S-Factor down, Owensby Smith gets to his feet and spots and opportunity. Getting huge cheers from the fans he storms over and hauls Maguire off of his partner, driving her down with a big back suplex, before he ducks a shot from Bruiser and lifts her up, slamming her down with a samoan drop! The rookie raises both arms in celebration as Maguire slowly gets to her feet, only for Smith to crack her with a spinning back elbow. Scorpio is managing to get to his feet as Smith hauls Maguire onto his shoulders, and The S-Factor shouts to him before running and landing a big dropkick to Psycho’s head – which Smith follows into a fireman’s carry slam! Psycho calls out in pain as Smith and Scorpio slap hands, and turn their attentions to Becca Rogers who is slowly using the ropes to help herself up. Scorpio winks to Smith and hooks his arm, apparently looking for an early Glitterazi lariat – when suddenly there are big boos from the fans and some movement within the crowd, and members of The Shieldmaidens vault the barriers surrounding the ring! The camera shows RJ at the stage nodding to her faction as Bandit, Bullet, Widow, Zombie, Lyric, Banshee, and The Titaness surround the ring. Immediately Nickles and Crème spring into action, hitting the ring as Dwight, Jessup, Brian, and Patrick vault the barriers and stand side by side with Nickles and Crème…

Duggan: Folks we have a situation out here, and with this a no-DQ match, I daresay it’s about to go down!

Loydson: And at the end of this Scorpio and Smith will have gone down too…

After a few seconds of tension chaos descends as The Shieldmaidens hit the ring, immediately trading shots with Scorpio, Smith, Nickles, Crème, and The Roadhouse! It’s an all-out brawl as fists are flying, boots are flying, hair is flying, and at one stage Saoirse Maguire is also flying with a massive crossbody that takes down about five people. Scorpio manages to drop Bullet with an AGR as Nickles tries a Shining Anarchy on Zombie, only to eat a KickStarter inverted stomp facebreaker from Bruiser. Bruiser and Psycho manage to land Taranis, a superkick and knee combo, on one of the members of The Roadhouse whilst Crème de la Crème is being beaten down with her wig torn off and her make-up smudged over the mat as she’s dropped with a big facebreaker from two of the ‘Maidens. The referee is in absolute disarray as he tries to get some order in the match, gesturing for security to come down. As some guards come from the back two members of The Roadhouse land a con-chair-to on Banshee to loud cheers, before Smith drops Widow with his Heavy Heart codebreaker! The bodies are piling up as the mass of fighters grows and shrinks, neither side quite managing to come out on top…

Loydson: Now THIS is the kind action I come to Rampage for!

Martinez: Once again it’s chaos at ringside where the Shieldmaidens are concerned, at least this time it’s between the wrestlers.

Duggan: Don’t speak too soon… I’ve got a steel chair here ready and waiting in case this gets a little too close…

The security guards hit the ring and begin to try and break up the chaos, hauling some Shieldmaidens from the ring, and physically dragging the Roadhouse team through the ropes and to the outside. There are still five or six competitors in the ring as the brawl disperses, and the crowd are on their feet loving the action. Slowly the four original members of the match find themselves facing off against each other, staring down across the ring as Psycho and Bruiser nod to one another and run, looking for stereo superkicks! Bruiser throws a boot at Smith, cracking him in the jaw, but as Maguire throws her shot Scorpio ducks, and leaps up – DROPPING HER WITH THE AGR! The crowd are on their feet as Bruiser turns, looking to get vengeance for her fiancée – but is blindsided with a Shining Anarchy from Georgie Nickles! The Rebel Child bolts from the ring and narrowly avoids an attack from the ringside Shieldmaidens as Scorpio drops on Maguire, hooking the leg…

ONE!

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TWO!!

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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: Your winners… Scorpio and Owensby Smith!

Loydson: THE GOTH CHEATED! RUPAUL CHEATED! SOMEONE RE-START THIS!

Duggan: Georgie Nickles evens the odds for Scorpio and Smith, and The S-Factor wastes no time in making it count. A huge AGR there and the undefeated streak continues!

The security guards can hardly hold the Shieldmaidens back as Scorpio drags Smith from the ring and he, Nickles, Smith, Crème, and The Roadhouse spot their opportunity to escape from the ringside melee. The fans are cheering loudly as The S-Factor and Smith celebrate their win, before they come face to face with RJ on the stage. Nickles stares RJ down, the two ferocious women challenging one another, before Scorpio beckons his partner to the back.

[FN'R]

Duggan: Welcome back folks, there seems to be some commotion in the crowd...

The camera cuts to the crowd and we see Cyrus Black in the middle of the Rampage crowd wearing a brawl t-shirt, holding a megaphone in his right hand and waving a BRAWL flag in his left hand.

Martinez: What is this goofball doing here?

Some of the crowd cheer but most are chanting “F*CK BRAWL” as Cyrus tries to talk over them.

Cyrus: I am just here to wish Rampage good luck at Stranglemania in the tag team brand war match! And on that note I’d like to wish Prime and Uprising good luck also..... because there going to need it when Brawl runs right through them at stranglemania! Brawl is taking no prisoners! We declare war!!

Some of the crowd jeer and boo Cyrus. Someone throws an half full cup of beer over him.

Loydson: Is he out of his mind! The crowd are going to tear him apart!

Martinez: Thats if the Rampage locker room doesn’t get to him first!

Duggan: Someone get security out here, get him out of the arena!

Security can be seen coming through the crowd towards Cyrus. As they close in on him Cyrus continues to shout into his megaphone and wave his flag.

Cyrus: We shall fight you on the beaches... we shall fight you on the landing grounds... we shall fight you on the... I can’t remember the rest...Brawl is the best! Brawl is number one!!

Suddenly Cyrus is tackled to the floor by a dozen security guards. The crowd cheer as security picks him up by his arms and his legs. Cyrus shouts “wait I dropped my flag...my flaaggg” as the security carries him off towards the exit doors. The “F*CK BRAWL” chant continues as the camera goes back to ringside.

Martinez: Well that was unusual. The tag team brand war match at stranglemania is going to be wild. Come on team Rampage!

Loydson: That idiot should be banned from Rampage for life!

Duggan: Well now that interruption is out of the way we will be back with more action after this short break.

MAIN EVENT
Reginald Dampshaw III Vs
Ace King
(Non-Title Street Fight)
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Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, the following street fight is scheduled for one fall and has no count outs and no disqualifications... Introducing first..

The lights go out and the dark, technical music begins playing. "The Cracked King" Reginald Dampshaw III comes onto the titantron as the words begin in the song.

"And did those feet in ancient time


Walk upon England's mountains green


And was the holy lamb of God


On England's pleasant pastures seen"​

Dampshaw slowly comes out, his eyes transfixed in front of him. He pays no mind to the audience, only to the ring. As he walks down the ramp, he quietly mutters to himself, though sometimes, every once in a while, he slips into his old, snobbish mannerisms.

"Bring me my Bow of burning gold


Bring me my arrows of desire


Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold


Bring me my Chariot of fire"​

Reginald slowly enters the ring and walks over to a turnbuckle. He turns towards it and stands there looking down at the mat. He begins muttering to himself again and turns around to face the crowd. He then again slips into his usual mannerism and smirks, then raises one hand in the air and the other behind his back.

Chriqui: Standing at six-foot-two-inches and two-hundred-twenty-five-pounds.. From Ryde, Isle of Wight, England.. He is The Cracked King.. Reginald Daaampshaaaw III!

Duggan: Reginald has been on fire lately, stopping everyone who faces him dead in their tracks. Most may question his means but like it or not, Reginald gets it done within the ring.

Martinez: His win/loss record is impressive Duggan but he is a coward, a cheater, a …

Loydson: (interrupting) ah put a sock in it kid. He’s adding to his millions… which he has to do because of an overbearing fining him at every juncture!

Chriqui: AND his Opponent..

The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through Colonial Life 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.

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 Reginald.

Chriqui: Standing at six-foot-three-inches and two-hundred-thirty-five-pounds.. From Los Vegas. Nevada.. He is the EWC United States Champion.. The Gambler.. Ace Kiiing!

Duggan: In just a few weeks Ace will be defending his United States Championship against both Reginald Dampshaw III and Sebastian Connor, one has to assume Ace is looking to do as much damage as possible to Reggie today.

Martinez: I for one can’t wait to see Ace kick his ass.

Loydson: Nice unbiased commentary kid.

Toyo Yasahiro enters the ring, checks both competitors for contraband and then signals...

DING DING DING

And we’re off, Reginald rushes towards Ace but Ace won’t be shook as they lock up in a shoulder/collar tie-up. Reginald is quick to take advantage of the street fight rules and headbutts Ace directly into his left eye before lifting his knee into our champion’s gut, winding him. Ace takes a step back and meets a European uppercut to the jaw that stumbles him back into the ropes.

Loydson: And Ace is already on the ropes, surprise surprise!

Reginald rushes into Ace with a vicious clothesline and both men spill out to the floor. Reginald is on top of Ace within the blink of an eye, sending down hammerfists, slaps and headbutts. The Cracked King is trying his best to crack Ace’s skull! Reginald finally lets up, but not for long as he drags Ace up into a belly-to-belly that lands right on the apron! Reginald locks on a headlock and pulls Ace down off the apron before smashing his head into the padded concrete with a DDT.

Duggan: Reginald is out for the kill tonight folks! He’s showing just how he made it so far in this company.

Loydson: Did you expect anything less kid? Even with a biased GM Reginald is a god!

Reginald gives a smirk to the camera before dragging Ace up to a knee before kneeing The Gambler right between his eyes! The crowd is booing Reginald loudly now. Reginald just takes it in with a smile before stomping down on Ace’s head again. Reginald pulls Ace up and takes a back before landing a nasty German Suplex! Reginald begins to clap and taunt the fans closest to him. Ace is trying to stand but Reginald just helps him up and uses his momentum to run Ace into the steel steps! Toyo is backing Reginald off now to check Ace but Reginald shoves Toyo out of his way before rolling Ace into the ring for the pin attempt!

ONE!

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TWO… KICKOUT BY ACE KING!!

Duggan: Nice kickout by Ace King!

Martinez: Is no one gong to comment on Reginald shoving the ref?

Loydson: Street fight idiot, that kid needs to stay out of the way!

Reginald drags Ace back up and sends him towards the ropes with an Irish Whip, on the rebound Ace drops to a knee to duck Reginald’s clothesline before leaping backwards into a neck-breaker that lands flush. Reginald however is back to his feet in a flash this time begins to stomp on Ace’s right leg! Ace kicks at Reginald with his left but Reginald has enough time to yank on the leg and rip it into a leg DDT that sends shockwaves of pain into Ace.

Loydson: No one can dish out pain like Reginald!

Martinez: And no one can handle pain like Ace.

Duggan: I have to agree with both of you!

Reginald is suddenly on-top of Ace, raining down hammerfists again and slowing our champions comeback!

“FUCK YOU DAMPSHAW… FUCK YOU DAMPSHAW… FUCK YOU DAMPSHAW!!!”

Reginald takes a second to enjoy the chant around him. He bows before the crowd but made the mistake of turning his back to Ace who sends a stiff kick (with his good leg) into the back of Reginald's left leg, right in the middle between the knee and the heel. Reginald stumbles forward and Ace rolls over to the ropes, using them to stand before rushing into Reginald with a European uppercut to the back of his head!

Duggan: What a maneuver by King!

Ace drags Reginald up and shoves him into the corner before hitting another European uppercut followed by a smooth transition into an Irish-Whip to the other corner. Ace takes off like a bat outta hell and slams into Reginald with a mighty dropkick! Ace gets to his feet and pulls Reginald up into a headlock but Reginald slips to a knee before scooping Ace and spinning him into a belly-to-belly with a leg bridge!

ONE!

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TWO!!

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… KICKOUT BY ACE KING!!

Loydson: Now that was a beautiful counter!

Reginald again mounts Ace and begins to rain down the punches but this time Ace is blocking better than the last two and after some resistance Reginald backs off to try something new. Ace rolls to his hands and knees as Reginald attempts a punt kick, grabbing Reginald’s leg and using it to pull him up into a clothesline that turns Reginald inside out! Reginald is back up to his feet but Ace shoves him away with a push kick into the ropes before leaping into Reginald while lifting his knees beneath his chin and bringing Reginald down into a High Roller from nowhere!

Duggan: Ace lands High Roller! High Roller! High Roller!

Martinez: I told you Loyd, never count out Ace! Bet on it!

Loydson: Shut the hell up your smarks!

Ace gets to his feet, trying his best to manage the pain as he leaves the ring to get a table!

“TABLES… TABLES… TABLES!!!”

Ace grabs a table and slides it into the ring, before joining it and setting it up. Reginald is back to his feet and rushing at Ace, but Ace answers with a shoot kick to Dampshaw’s jaw that drops him like a sack of potatoes.

Duggun: Jesus, did you hear the impact on that kick?

Ace helps Dampshaw up before dragging him into a headlock and then ripping him down into a stiff DDT! Ace doesn’t release the hold as he slowly gets back up and lands another DDT! Ace pulls Reginald up onto his shoulders into a torture rack before instantly swinging Dampshaw’s head forward towards the ground right through the table with a modified Blackjack Bomb! Ace wastes no time going for the deep cover.


ONE!

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TWO!!

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THREE!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Duggan: What a match! Reginald started off hot and beat the ever loving piss out of Ace but Ace was able to hold on long enough to mount a very impressive comeback.

Martinez: Like I said, no one can tolerate pain like Ace King can. The man is a true fighter through and through.

Loydson: Blah blah blah! Kid got lucky! At StrangleMania his luck runs out!

Chriqui: The winner of tonight's match via pinfall.. Ace Kiiing!

Duggan: Congrats on the big win Ace… next up StrangleMania.

Martinez: And what a match that will be!

Loydson: Yea, when we finally see Reginald or Sebastian as champion!

Ace retrieves his title before locking eyes with Reginald who wears a massive smile on his face. Ace lifts his title high and proud while Reginald claps ecstatically.

Loydson: Oh yes… I can’t wait for StrangleMania.

Martinez: That makes two of us.

Duggan: Add me as a third then… but that’s all the time we have today folks. We hoped you enjoyed this episode of Friday Night Rampage and we will see you real soon!

[FN'R]

Show Credits:

Pre-Show Match #1
Wendy "Zombie" Stevens Def Chris Mosh Via Pin.
Match Writer: FN'R
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Pre-Show Match #2
Jai Savage Def Tyler Quest Via Pin.
Match Writer: FN'R
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Pre-Show Main Event:
Carrie Samson Def Opheila "Widow" Blaque-Donnely Via Tablebreak.
Writer: FN'R
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Match #1
Greg Samuel Def "Iron" Mike Strong (N/S) Via Pinfall.
Writer: Dominic Sanders
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Match #2
Phoenix Winterborn Def Robi "RJ" Mitchell Via Pinfall
Wrtier: FN'R
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Match #3
Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton Def Brett Kennedy Via Pinfall
Writer: Dominic Sanders
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Match #4
Annabelle Def Joseph "Orion" Hunter Via Pinfall
Writer: Michael Saint
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Match #5
Owensby Smith and Scorpio Def Shieldmaidens (Brusier and Pyscho)
Writer: Russ (Scorpio)
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Main Event
Ace King Def Reginald Dampshaw III Via Pinfall
Writer: FN'R
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Segments By:

Carrie Samson
Adam Gatner
Phoenix Winterborn
ReBelle
Shieldmaidens
ReBelle
Cyrus


MVP(s): Scorpio
Match Of The Night: Owensby Smith & Scorpio Vs Shieldmaidens (Bruiser & Psycho)

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