FSW #95 DALY CITY, CALIFORNIA 04.15.20
Apr 15, 2020 18:40:47 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents
“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
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 on Wednesday night is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy riffs from 'Superstar' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.
** Are you ready for an UPRISING **
EPISODE #95
EPISODE #95
APRIL 15TH, 2020
LIVE! from the Cow Palace - Daly City, CaliforniaWARNING: 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.
“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
The scene immediately cuts to a pyro show erupting on the outside of the Cow Palace!
Then a cut to another, equally explosive show on the inside!
Then a cut to 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 on Wednesday night is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy riffs from 'Superstar' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.
IT'S ALL I WANT, IT'S ALL I NEED
IT'S ALL I SEE, IT'S ALL I BREATHE
IT'S WHAT I AM, IT'S WHAT'S I KNOW
IT'S WHAT I FEEL, IT'S WHAT I BLEED!
IT'S ALL I SEE, IT'S ALL I BREATHE
IT'S WHAT I AM, IT'S WHAT'S I KNOW
IT'S WHAT I FEEL, IT'S WHAT I BLEED!
On the MacTron, this episode of FSW begins with its opening video montage detailing many of the historic events that have taken place in the five-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, Robina Hood and Robbie Rayder tearing down that mold...
As more pyro goes off the the FSW logo appears and flashes of the roster appear on the screen such as Candy,Mercenary, Jason Rayne, Allen Anderson, Ezio DeLuca and finally Kyle Gautier. Then, the camera cuts to a shot from WrestleFest 2019 with Wes Welker winning the North American championship before fading into a shot of Stitches standing tall over Candy, the FSW title in the air...
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:
"LONG LIVE THE CARNIVAL CLOWN"
"CANDY IS ABOUT TO SIT ATOP THE CANDY CASTLE ONCE AGAIN"
"WES WALKER FOR PRESIDENT"
"EZIO: LET ME BE YOUR CUTIE"
"I WANT A SPOT NEXT TO L.A.'S FRESHLY SHAVED BALLS"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"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: We are fresh off the heels of the biggest event on the EWC calendar, StrangleMania, but tonight this crowd is focused on one thing and one thing only: FSW's brand exclusive PPV...UPRISING! Tonight is our one and ONLY stop before We come to you live on Pay Per View from Mexico! Welcome everyone to FSW! I am Tim Watson and with me as always is Cid Sydney. Cid, how excited are you for UPRISING?
Sydney: This roster is exploding right now Tim, and as we saw last night on the very first episode of FSW Tuesday Night Gambit, which is on demand on EWC Network right now ( click here to view ) the future looks bright! but right now we have a match to look forward to... In the Main Event of UPRISING we will see the next chapter in the never ending saga of Stitches versus Candy and the FSW title will be on the line!
Watson: Stitches at this point is now the longest reining champion in FSW history, surpassing the beloved Otaki, who arguably made this brand what it is today.
Sydney: You did not just say that... Stitches is the best thing that has happened to FSW ever! That statue outside should be of HIM not of Otaki. He has single handily taken this brand on his back for the last year and others from Prime took his lead. Without Stitches, there would be no Candy on FSW. There would be no Killjoy Ito on FSW. Competitors all want to break that glass ceiling to be the one to permanently end the reign of the carnival clown.
Watson: Well someone is going to get a chance tonight to crush any momentum that Stitches may have as the FSW champion goes one on one with a Mystery Opponent that Chris Brock has picked specifically to battle the head of the orange brand! We also have several big match ups tonight as Ezio DeLuca takes on L.A. Meyers in a rematch from Thunder back in January, Killjoy Ito looks to make a statement against Darlene, and our Main Event is an eight man tag match with a mix of FSW mainstays and a few who are even making their FSW debut! And don't forget the three way dance between Marina Avgeropoulos, Candy and North American champion Wes Walker! Oh and if that's not enough Sebastian Conner makes his in ring return as well against Mercenary!
Sydney: We have all this and SO MUCH MORE! Our first match of the night between Aaron Bolduc and Harlan Rogers will be coming up right after this quick message from EWCTV. Don't go anywhere .. FSW action will be back in exactly one minute!
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SINGLES MATCH
Aaron Bolduc
VS Harlan Rogers
The lights in the arena suddenly go black as fans being to pull out their cell phones. "Iconic" by Jaxson Gamble plays over the loud speakers to the excitement of the crowd.
The lights remain off as several spotlights begin to emit through the audience as if searching for somebody but the audience already knows who and where to look. The beat grows more intense with the volume as these spotlights trace the stands and begin speeding up. The barely lit stands and the bright white search lights are only matched with the camera lights of thousands and thousands of fans. The spotlights are going quickly through the crowd before appearing to glitch a few times. at the same time the music system seams to as well. Then all suddenly everything goes out covering the arena in pitch black and silence. The entrance lights up as the shadow of a man is seen in the middle of strobe lights. The flickerings being to find a rhythm and a few shots of fog engulf the figure. A few seconds pass and the figure walks out of the fog as the house lights turn up to expose the figure of the returning Sebastian Conner.
Watson: Welcome back to Future Stars of Wrestling! As you can see we are about to start tonight off with a bang!
Sydney: Just 16 days ago, Sebastian Conner made his shocking return to EWC television at the show of shows, Stranglemania. And it was there that the returning problem child of EWC made his warning to the FSW roster that they were all on notice.
Watson: It's been over a year since he graced a FSW show, and we all remember the fiasco that took place at the Rumble.
Sydney: Something tells me this time around, Sebastian Conner is more focused.
Watson: I am curious how long it takes before he implodes again.
Once in the ring, Sebastian paces about a dozen times...
Sebastian Conner:
LADIES
CROWD CHIMES ALONG LADIES
AND
AND
GENTLEMEN!
GENTLEMEN!
I AM THE CONTROVERSY CAUSING,
LOUD MOUTHED
BIG BALLED
PROFESSIONAL
ASSHOLE
KNOWN
AS
SE---BAS---TIAN CONNERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
CROWD YELLS HIS NAME ALONG WITH HIM
Sebastian Conner: Cow Palace... I have got to know... {long pause} Did ya miss me?
CROWD GOES CRAZY
WITH A HANDFUL STILL BOOING
SEBASTIAN ADDRESSES THE BOOS
WITH A HANDFUL STILL BOOING
SEBASTIAN ADDRESSES THE BOOS
He reaches in his pocket and pulls out his sobriety coin and shows it to the audience.
Sebastian Conner: And in all the reports of my sobriety that I've been hearing since Stranglemania, all seem to suggest that people are claiming that my change in lifestyle has made me a vulnerable target and I won't stand a chance in the new FSW environment. I've been sober since two nights after the Rumble last year, and I can assure you all that vulnerable is not a word I would use. Nor is weak. And if you want to doubt that, then I suggest you pay attention to the message I send tonight in my match with Mercenary.
FANS CHEER
Sebastian Conner: I'm sorry I didn't stick around to give you the king that the FSW.. the EWC... YOU needed. I'm sorry I made you deal with the shit show that ensued since my departure. You have been force fed to watch and listen to false idols. I knew it was happening before you all did. I took the past year or so to start catching up with everything I had missed. It was an interesting time for EWC alright. I was here long enough to see a Candy princess surprise everyone, who could have seen that fairtale's ending? The fall of the Candy kingdom? Riiight. But in my absence, I seen the rise of both a King and Queen who couldn't seem to handle the weight of the crown. Both being cut down by the same man. Hail to the Chief, right Scorpio?! And then if that wasn't bad enough, I watched a jester claim the crown of the kingdom I helped build. That's when I realized I needed to come back.
WELCOME BACK CHANTS ERUPT
FANS GO NUTS!
Sebastian Conner: When I stepped foot in the door of FSW? I defended the FSW from day one. I pledged brand loyalty just to have James Tyson dick me around time and time again. I fought my ass off as people like Otaki, Maggie Lockheart, and Xavier Reid each claimed to be the one to lead the brand into the future. Granted Megan did her part by becoming the first from the brand to fight for the Undisputed championship, but she didn't do it now did she? She fell short and then fell from grace. Where is she? Then you had Maggie. Maggie was consumed in green and cared more for her personal brand than the one she claimed to represent. Where is she now? {looking around}
Sebastian Conner: The only man left from my time in FSW was Xavier. Which brings me to a small issue I had this past week. While doing my weekly catch-up, I decided to watch Rampage and seen this.
Reid: All four brands, yes I know but that doesn’t mean it opens up two new brands to challenge for that championship it just means the EWC is now giving Ace King a group of two new brands to beat...look around here, on Rampage there is ONE guy that beat him, Scorpio but outside him who else would you bet on in a match against Ace...look at Brawl, who’s beating him there...Clay, sure he has a win over Ace but so do I...one win doesn’t make you a made man against Ace...fact is the EWC looked around and didn’t see anyone that could challenge Ace at the moment so they opened the X-Division up...hoping that matches against the FSW and Prime might sell some tickets...
Sebastian Conner: Xavier Reid has earned his dues but to be honest he's never been one to see the bigger picture. Just another example that my absence couldn't continue. I know I did my share of partying back then, but I still clearly remember beating Ace one on one and also you Xavier. As a matter of fact, I was giving everybody a run for their money. How quickly I was forgotten. Isn't it strange Xavier, that a week after my return that the EWC made my biggest adversary open game to the brand I just so happened to return to? Now that match would sell tickets.
CROWD SEEMS TO LIKE THIS IDEA
Sebastian Conner: As much of me that would love to have that chance against Ace,, I am going to have to save that for a rainy day match. I have unfinished business in the form of the FSW Championship. I owe you all a proper leader who isn't just another poster child to sell a t-shirt, unlike all the ones who have deserted you. I am the only one who didn't leave the brand by choice so I am back to finish what we stared and it all starts tonight with Mike Mercenary Mercer. And then Stitches. We will make them all remember who I am!
♪I'LL TAKE IT IF I WANT IT♪
♪MY NAME IS♪
♪ICONIC♪
"Iconic" begins blaring as Sebastian tosses the mic away and throws his hands out as he makes his exit from the ring to the mixture of fan appreciation and ugly stares.
Watson: Some strong words from Sebastian Conner there! He is coming for the FSW title, but he also has his sights set on the X-Division as well!!!
Sydney: I liked him better when he was an asshole!
Watson: No comment Cid...As we get underway with our very first match of the night ladies and gentleman we once again want to remind those in our audience and at home, don't try any of the actions you're about to see at home.
Sydney: Except if you dream of being on the other side of the barricade, going toe to toe with the best competitors who have made their way across the world to be in this very ring competing to be the very best!
Watson: Sydney, we're not steering our audience to potentially fatally hurt themselves!
Sydney: Watson it's like I always say, nothing ventured nothing gained! Prime example is the man who's about to come through that curtain, one of FSW's brightest prospects he is! A former hockey goon who has already made a BIG impact at StrangleMania.
Watson: You're not wrong there. Let's head to the ring and Isabella Starr who is standing by!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for Singles Action, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, standing in at 6ft and weighing in at 245 pounds... He is Toronto's Finest, AARON BOLDUC!
The opening guitar riff of "Seperate Ways (Worlds Apart)" by Journey blasts over the sound system before the man himself step onto the stage to a resounding pop that puts a smile on his face. It stops him only for a second before he heads to the ring, climbs the turnbuckle and panders to the crowd who shower him in their adoration.
Starr: And his opponent, from Cardiff, Wales; standing at 6 feet, 5 inches and weighing in at 252 pounds... HARLAN ROGERS!
"Hold Back The Night" triumphantly blares across the arena as Harlan Rogers emerges from behind the curtain holding a bottle of apple cider by the neck. He confidently struts to the ring, sipping the bottle along the way before finally stepping through the ropes and placing it under the corner turnbuckle. He turns around to face Aaron Bolduc, who readies himself in his own corner.
DING DING DING
Both competitors tentatively approach one another from across the ring, their arms slowly raising to the ready position as they are drawn nearer to one another. After a moment of tension between them, both Bolduc and Rogers collide into a collar and elbow tie up and begin to struggle for dominance. Harlan Rogers, the taller of the two, eventually manages to power Bolduc into the corner. The referee gets between them and uses his own body to seperate them. Harlan raises his hands meekly before he shoots out a hand and slaps Aaron across the cheek, eliciting a loud, "oooh" from the audience. Aaron Bolduc pushes himself away from the corner as Harlan confidently backs away from him. Bolduc rears back and steps into Harlan to deliver a polish hammer that meets nothing but air as Harlan ducks under it and slips behind him. Aaron spins around as Harlan grabs him around the waste, hoists him up and slams him back first with a spinebuster. With his opponent down, Harlan saunters around the ring with a single fist nonchalantly held in the air while the crowd boos.
Watson: Harlan Rogers showing massive disrespect to his opponent right now. While he’s definitely the more technically savvy of the two, not taking your opponent seriously has been the folly of many a talented superstar.
Sydney: Chief Justice is playing the game of manipulation with his opponent. By making "The Goon" appear as A goon, he opens the door for his opponent to get emotional and make mistakes! They don’t call him The Sly Fox for nothing!
Aaron Bolduc begins to get to his feet as Harlan’s attention is again zeroed in on him. Harlan readies himself behind Bolduc before going for Broadsword, a decimating roundhouse kick aimed square at Bolduc’s head. Bolduc however takes a page out of Harlan’s playbook and ducks the move as well. With surprising speed he scampers behind Harlan who’s caught off balance after the missed kick and has no answer as Bolduc’s arms wrap around his midsection.
Harlan Rogers, ever the in ring technician, drops to his knees to increase his overall weight as he struggles to escape Aaron Bolduc’s grip. Bolduc however, grits his teeth and tightens his grip around Roger’s waist. He roars as he picks Rogers up for a Deadlift German Suplex. Roger’s eyes widen as he feels his body slowly forced off the ground and he’s thrown backwards. He lands on his shoulders with a resounding thud. He holds the back of his neck in pain as Bolduc rolls him over into a quick pin.
1…
2…
Kick out!
Bolduc, who seems slightly frustrated at first, begins to clap as he gets up and circles around his downed opponent. The audience joins him in his rhythm and he begins to feed off of their energy.
Watson: What a display of strength from Aaron Bolduc here tonight. Dead lifting anyone, especially someone who’s around your own size, can take so much out of you.
Sydney: It’s impressive no doubt! But did Aaron just use a huge reserve of his own strength just to show off? Any vet will tell you to always keep some fuel in the tank in case you need it later.
Bolduc has built the crowd’s clapping into a rhythmic frenzy as he finally rushes his opponent, who has struggled to their knees in the corner. Bolduc goes for a leaping splash however Harlan pulls himself on the ropes to sidestep it and struggles to build some distance between himself and Bolduc. His opponent on the other hand, telegraphs the dodge and instead of landing front first in the corner, manages to plant both of his feet on the first turnbuckle as he falls into it, landing perfectly.
Aaron Bolduc turns himself around on the turnbuckle as Harlan stands up from his dodge and finally faces him. Bolduc leaps off of it with a double axe handle. Harlan however, again shows his experience as he drops to his knee and smashes Bolduc in the gut with a closed fist that puts the big man sprawling to the mat holding his stomach in pain.
Harlan pushes himself back up as Aaron, still holding his stomach, winces and sits on his knees. Rogers looks in complete control as he smirks at Bolduc before running towards the ropes, looking to ricochet off and land Broadsword, his patented shining wizard variation. Aaron however, manages to stand as Harlan runs away from him and rushes the adjacent ropes. They bounce off the ropes in unison but Harlan, realizing Bolduc had recovered and moved, stops himself for a moment which lasts just long enough for Bolduc to blast him with The Big Hit, a running low angle shoulder block. Harlan’s body launches across the ring and smacks on the canvas as Bolduc crawls after him, rolls him over and goes for the cover.
1…
2…
3…!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, by pinfall, Aaron Bolduc
Watson: It seems Aaron Bolduc DID manage to keep that extra store of energy for himself, and used it at the best possible opportunity. Definitely something he’d have picked up from his experience in hockey brawls.
Sydney: He certainly impressed tonight, but I don’t believe for one second that he planned for that to happen. Harlan Rogers on the other hand, showed ring control and veteran awareness far beyond his opponent but made the mistake of underestimating them. FSW is a completely new tier when it comes to talent, and Harlan will need to rise above THAT level if he wants to reach the top of the mountain.
Watson: Hats off to both wrestlers for a great showing and a strong kick off to Uprising 2020. For now, this moment, and victory, belongs to Aaron Bolduc!
SINGLES MATCH
Ezio DeLuca
VS L.A. Meyers
Watson: We’ve got a great night ahead of us and this match is no different. Two of the best young guns FSW has to offer, Ezio DeLuca will take on L.A. Meyers!
Sydney: That’s right Tim. L.A. Meyers is going to show Ezio DeLuca what a few White Claws can do for you!
Watson: Cid! What are you doing?
Sydney: Sipping on a White Claw with a big smile on his face. Nothing Tim, mind your business, Isabella is trying to talk!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL, from Oakland, California, weighing in at 255 pounds... EZIO DELUCA!
"Hard Time (Kretsen Remix)" by Seinabo Sey starts to play as Ezio appears on the entrance ramp. He winks at a few adoring fans in the crowd and picks out one lucky fan for a blown kiss. He climbs up the steps to the ring, smirking at the crowd as he slowly and carefully bends over through the top and middle ropes to enter. One final wink to the crowd and he carefully folds his feathery robe over the turnbuckle, ready to go.
Starr: And his opponent, from a trailer park in Central Indiana, weighing in at 225 pounds... L.A. MEYERS!
That sweet sweet sound of a White Claw can being cracked open echoes out over the arena. This is followed by the heavy bass of the Monster Magnet classic “Space Lord” being played out loudly. From the back steps out the King of the Trailer Park himself, L.A Meyers. Meyers is wearing an extremely awesome looking black silk jacket that has not just one dragon across the front, but two dragons. As Meyers steps out onto the ramp he turns around to reveal a THIRD dragon that has been embroidered onto his jacket, but wait, what’s that? The third dragon on the back lights up! Yes, your eyes are not deceiving you, that dragon is battery operated.
DING DING DING
Ezio DeLuca and L.A. Meyers circle the ring for a moment, smirking at each other waiting for each other to make the first move. Meyers charges at Ezio but he counters with a dropkick. Both men hit the ground, but both bounce right back up. Ezio charges at Meyers but he counters with a hip toss. Ezio bounces off the mat and pops back up. Meyers tries to Irish whip Ezio to the rope but Ezio counters, he tries to clothesline L.A. as he’s running back but Meyers ducks underneath the attempt and bounces off the opposite rope. Meyers leap frogs over a ducking Ezio and bounces off the ropes again, but this time Ezio knocks him with a superkick! Meyers hits the mat hard!
Watson: Fast paced action here to start the match. Both of these men are in superb condition.
Sydney: There is nothing, and I mean NOTHING like a crisp White Claw to build up your endurance.
Ezio goes for a pin but the referee can’t even get down for a one count before Meyers tosses him off his chest. Meyers gets up as Ezio tries to drive a knee into his head but Meyers catches the knee and lifts up Ezio and hits a fallaway slam! Meyers turns it into a pin
1….
KICKOUT!
Meyers barely had time to hook a leg before Ezio kicked out. Both men start getting to their feet and Meyers engages Ezio and hooks him for quick snap suplex. Ezio’s momentum takes him against the ropes and he starts to get up. Meyers moves towards him and starts using the rope to choke Ezio! The referee starts a break count. Meyers doesn’t seem to want to stop. Finally the referee steps him and physically gets Meyers off of Ezio. Ezio grabs his neck in pain and Meyers pleads his case. Noticing that Ezio is starting to get him Meyers moves the ref out of the way. Ezio sees this out of the side of his eye and lays a huge backhand chop on Meyers. L.A. backs up grabbing his chest in pain. Ezio charges and hits the SPEAR OF JUSTICE. Ezio crawls on top of Meyers for a pin…
1…
2…
KICKOUT!!
Watson: Ezio DeLuca almost put L.A. Meyers away right there! I don’t know how L.A. kicked out.
Sydney: That sweet, sweet White Claw baby, it’s got healing powers.
Meyers starts making his way onto his feet but Ezio grabs him by the head and throws him into the turnbuckle. Ezio starts throwing haymakers and L.A. is trying to protect himself. Ezio backs up and rushes towards L.A. but Meyers lifts a leg and Ezio goes face first into Meyers foot! Ezio backs up out of the corner and L.A. Meyers rushes out and hits the KNEE CRUNCHER! DeLuca is down! L.A. Meyers starts to go for the pin, but then stops himself and smiles. He rolls underneath the bottom rope and reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a white cooler. The referee is starting to count Meyers out, but he doesn’t seem fazed. Meyers opens the cooler and pulls out a Mango White Claw. He rolls back in the ring underneath the rope and gets to his feet. In the meantime, Ezio has gotten to one knee.
L.A. Meyers cracks open the White Claw and the referee notices it. The two of them scuffle over the White Claw for a minute. But finally Meyers agrees to put it back outside the ring, because he does, he takes a big gulp. The referee takes away the can out of Meyers mouth and gives it to the time keeper. While the referee is looking away, Meyers tries to spit the White Claw in Ezio’s face, but Ezio see’s it coming, and BAM THE PVD! The White Claw sprays all of the ring as Meyers hits the mat. Ezio turns him over and pins.
1….
2…..
3!!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall...EZIO DELUCA!
Watson: Big win for Ezio Deluca here. This young man has continued to impress.
Sydney: WHAT A WASTE OF WHITE CLAW! Ezio DeLuca is despicable. Go buy him another one. How dare you!
Watson: Relax Cid, it’s a glorified wine cooler, there’s plenty of them. Now we're going to the back where we're told that Mercenary has a special message for Sebastian Conner.
Mercenary: Sebastian Conner. You surely do like the sound of your own voice. I'd call you a loud mouthed asshole but you'd probably just put it on a T-shirt. You say that you're not impressed by what I've done, but tell me son, how many titles have you taken home? You claim that we don't have very much in common but I think you're dead wrong on that score Bubba. But it's so nice to know that you got through rehab with your jerk-off gene intact. You're still swinging your dick like a prized stallion. Too bad that the prize was always second best. I'm supposed to be impressed because Dominic Sanders and Ace King made you their bitch? But you're right, I've had three shots at a title and three times I've failed to step up to the plate. You think you're telling me anything I don't know. I sold my soul to the devil to earn my spot but all I got in return was a free trip to hell. Maybe I should just toss in the towel. Maybe I should pack my shit and walk away to find somewhere nice a quiet. Maybe in Colorado? But Naah. Runnin' just ain't my style. I guess I'm just a glutton for punishment. Who knows, maybe I deserve it. But I don't run from a fight. So here I am having to prove myself all over again against some has-been hard talker who thinks he swings with a lot more weight than he brings to the scales. Conner you're a scrappy little mutt. You bark loud and you bite dirty. And I fully expect that you'll make me bleed. But tell me BRO, What can you really do to me that hasn't already been done? I lost to Dominic Sanders. I tapped out to Stitches. I lost to Kyle Gautier. I lost my spot to Candy. Every day more and more talent gets signed to our roster and with every new loss I'm sinking deeper into the sand. So I say F**K it. F**K it man, let's die with some scars. Let's just fight. To the last breath of air. Till the last drop of blood. Till one way or the other, we get what we deserve.
Cid Sydney: Some big words from a big man.
Tim Watson: With some big meaning behind them I'm sure.
Cid Sydney: Meaning for someone Tim. And that someone just might be Sebastian Conner.
Cid Sydney: Some big words from a big man.
Tim Watson: With some big meaning behind them I'm sure.
Cid Sydney: Meaning for someone Tim. And that someone just might be Sebastian Conner.
SINGLES MATCH
Sebastian Conner
VS Mercenary
Watson: Our next match up here tonight will involve two men that had interesting nights at Stranglemania to say the least.
Sydney: Yeah, to say the least. One got choked out by a chain and the other one declared war on all of FSW before the ink on his contract was dry.
Watson: Mercenary fought FSW champion Stitches in that hellacious Biker Chain Match. I am surprised that the Mercenary is even cleared to wrestle here tonight even after a couple of weeks to recover.
Sydney: Well, that should give Sebastian Conner a nice advantage here tonight being the fresh man and all.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall, from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 216 pounds... SEBASTIAN COOOOOOOOONNNER!
White strobe lights briefly identify Sebastian in the darkness as he saunters down the ramp. He can be heard, taking issue with with the few members of the audience who are booing him. He gives it right back with venomous cut downs while also taking the time to give thanks to the fans that are backing him as he makes his way down to the ring. He is sporting custom made wrestling tights and black boots to match.
He has a seriousness to him as he continues his march towards the ring. The fans eat it up as he rolls in, pushing past the ring announcer, and makes a beeline towards the far corner and climbs up onto the second rope. As Connor raises his arms out to the side, the house lights come back as he peers over the packed and buzzing arena crowd. He looks down on them with an arrogant yet appreciative smirk. With agility befitting of a man of his stature, he hops off turnbuckle and turns to the entrance ramp awaiting his opponent jumping and checking his wrist tape.
Starr: And his opponent, from West Oakland California, weighing in at 365 pounds...MERCENAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRY!
Mercenary walks into the flashing red light. His face is hidden behind a hard plastic tactical mask decorated with The Punisher's skull logo. He is stiff... hard... Frankenstein's deadly creation come to life. He crosses both arms, gloved fists clenched, across his chest under his chin. The pose resembles a skull and crossbones. Smoke rolls in and with it comes the beautiful Dalilah Ashe. She grasps his arm and pulls herself to his immobile steel frame. They stand together in the smoke as a burst of flame explodes all around them.
Removing the mask the two together move forwards towards the ring at a steady pace filled with menace and a deadly purpose. Stepping over the top rope the man holds the ropes open for his lady. Walking to the corner of the ring he starts to shadow box as he waits for the bell to ring.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell sounds the Mercenary charges across the ring and shoves the much smaller Sebastian Conner up into the corner turnbuckle and begins to work him over with some heavy handed shots. Sebastian does his best to cover up from the big meathooks of his opponent but absorbs the body blows as he protects his face. Mercenary backs up and unloads with a couple of knee strikes which Conner cannot protect himself from and then he chains that into running back elbow smash in the turnbuckle! Mercenary follows that up with a stunner move, but Conner is able to roll close to the ropes preventing a pinfall attempt. Mercenary instead pulls Conner up to his feet by a handful of hair and sets him up for a powerbomb.
Watson: Sebastian Conner learning the hard way here early on that challenging all of the FSW roster at Stranglemania might not have been the best idea.
Sydney: Oh no, he’s definitely learning this the hard way. But I think the lesson is about to get a lot worse.
The Mercenary hoists up Sebastian Conner into a crucifix hold high into the air and looks to drop him with the Doom Shadow, but somehow Conner is able to slip out of it and as Mercenary turns around is met with running knee strike that echoes over the Cow Palace. The Mercenary stumbles from the impact, but does not go down; this prompts Conner to just run in and connect with a second one which sends the big man stumbling into the ring ropes. On the rebound Conner is able to connect with a dropkick which sends the big man through the middle and top ropes to the ring apron. Without missing a beat Conner leaps up onto Mercenary as he pulls himself back up to his feet on the apron and drops his head across the top ropes. The Mercenary falls to the floor below.
Watson: Impressive turn of events here as Sebastian Conner is showing he can back up the talking.
Sydney: Well he got the big man off of his feet, just a shame that it’s on the outside of the ring where I would not want to face off against someone like the Mercenary. Let’s see how he approaches this one.
Full of piss and vinegar, Sebastian charges to the outside of the ring and takes the fight right to the big man with a couple of clubbing forearm shots across his back. He then grabs Mercenary and slams the six-six monster right into the ring post. It’s at this moment that Dalilah gets into the face of Sebastian Conner, stopping him from continuing to get his shots in on the Mercenary. Conner backs off a little bit, but then pushes past but that moment’s hesitation is all the Mercenary needed as he unloads on Conner with a heavy right hand!
Watson: Massive right meathook by the Knoxville native!
Sydney: Now hailing from Oakland, though. You got to mention that part.
The Mercenary tosses the much smaller Sebastian back into the ring to stop the referee’s count and to get this match back where it can end. As soon as the Mercenary pulls Conner back up to his feet, Conner fires back with an uppercut catching the big man under the chin which rocks him up against the ring ropes. Conner goes for another running knee strike, but the big man is able to shrug him off and counters with a boot to the gut of Sebastian Conner! Showing off his incredible strength, Mercenary lifts up Conner like nothing and this time he drops EWC’s bastard with a running release-crucifix powerbomb!! Mercenary goes for the cover right there in the middle of the ring… ONE… TWO… THR--KICKOUT! Conner has something left in the tank as he gets the shoulder up. Mercenary isn’t too happy with that one and pulls up his opponent once again, this time he looks to lock on a gutwrench attempt, but Conner counters with a couple of elbow strikes to the side of his head. Sebastian hits a dropkick to the knees of the big man which drops him to all fours there in the middle of the ring. Conner backs off and then charges in hitting a vicious looking curb stomp to the back of Mercenary’s head! His face bounces off of the mat as he crumples from the impact. Sebastian goes for a cover of his own… ONE… TWO… THR-SHOULDER UP!
Watson: Sebastian Conner hitting the Ego Check and how did Mercenary get his shoulder up after that incredible shot?! Amazing fortitude shown there by the big man.
Sydney: Sebastian Conner can’t believe it either, but he can’t sit there thinking about what might have been… he’s got to deal with what is going on right now.
Conner gets up in disbelief as the Mercenary was somehow able to get his shoulder up. The Mercenary begins to stir, using the ring ropes to help pull himself back up to his feet as he turns around Sebastian Conner goes for another running knee but the big man is able to stumble out of the way and Conner hits the ropes instead! The Mercenary goes to put Conner into a full nelson, looking his Decimator Atomic Bomb Mercenary goes to lift Sebastian but Conner is able to grab the ring ropes preventing him from taking flight. Mercenary breaks the hold and slings himself off of the ropes towards his opponent he whirls around and strikes Mercenary right between the eyes with a devastating spinning back elbow!!! Mercenary drops to the mat and Sebastian Conner rolls up both legs as the referee dives in for the count… ONE… TWO… THREE!!
Watson: Sebastian Conner connects with the Decide elbow strike and is able to get the three count!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall… SEBASTIAN COOOOOOOONNER!!
Watson: An incredible debut victory for the returning Sebastian Conner.
Sydney: Wouldn’t this be his re-debut?
Watson: Either way, Sebastian Conner gets the victory here tonight at the Cow Palace and he looked strong. It's time to pay some bills folks. We will be right back!
As we return from break, Lisa Goldrush is standing by with new FSW Acquisition Big McLargehuge.
GOLDRUSH: ...alright, Big. Let’s talk about your debut at Uprising.
BIG MCLARGEHUGE looks at Lisa with a perturbed look.
GOLDRUSH: I've just been informed that you’re teaming with Lunch Time.
BIG shakes his head.
GOLDRUSH: and you will be taking on the Dynamic Duo and Kellan Stixx.
BIG: NO!
GOLDRUSH: What do you mean NO?
The sweaty behemoth begins to laugh uncontrollably and then just walks away.
GOLDRUSH: Uh...okay, back to ringside.
THREE WAY DANCE
ELIMINATION STYLE
NON-TITLE MATCH
Marina Avgeropoulos
VS Candy
VS Wes Walker ©
VS Wes Walker ©
Sydney: Spoilers, I guess? Lisa Goldrush with the exclusive there that Lunch Time and Big will be teaming up for a six person tag team match at UPRISING!...Well, we’ve had one hell of a show here so far on FSW #95, and the thrills don’t stop here, because we have one hell of a barn-burner set for you next!
Watson: That’s right, Cid, because right now we got us an old-fashioned Three-Way Dance, elimination-style! Marina Avgeropoulos, fresh from her debut victory over Ben Superior, now finds herself thrown to the wolves, so to speak, entering a gauntlet against two seasoned FSW fighters, one the current North American Champion, Wes Walker, the other our very own ex-Undisputed Champion, Candy!!
Sydney: Don’t sell the newcomer short, Timmy! Marina showed real fight in her debut match-up, and it’s not like Wes is coming into this in perfect condition. That Hell in a Cell Ladder match he had at Stranglemania took its toll on him, and Candy knows it. She said she’s willing and looking to target any injuries that present themselves to her… and I gotta say, I’m loving this ruthless, calculated side to our Candy ruler!
Watson: Well, let’s not forget that Walker came out of that ladder match still the North American Champion, so he’s no slouch! And all professional respect aside, he has promised Candy he won’t go easy on her, either. It’s safe to say that Marina is looking to cement her presence by dominating the more experienced competition here tonight... So all in all we’re looking at one hell of a match!
Starr: The following match is a non-title Three-Way Dance, with eliminations taking place until one winner remains! Introducing first, from Cleveland Ohio… Marina Avgeropoulos!!
The arena is plunged into darkness for a moment as "Waiting Game" by BANKS began playing. After about 30 seconds, Marina Avgeropoulos walks out onto the stage, accompanied by her manager, Jessica Tendonin. There’s a moderately excited cheer from the crowd, eager to see how this relative newcomer fares against two of the brand’s best.
Jessica Tendonin holds Marina by the shoulders, giving her a bit of last minute advice before pointing at the ring. Marina nods as she now begins making her way to the ring. Rolling into the ring now, Marina looks around the arena, then to the stage, waiting for her opponents to be announced.
Starr: Making her way to the ring from Candyland, please welcome...'The Sweet Treat'...CAAAAAANDYYYYYY!!
After her name is announced, Candy begins skipping her way down the aisle as she tags the outstretched hands along the way. She circles half the ring before climbing up on the apron. As she takes a seat on it, Candy blows a kiss into the crowd. She then lays back and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Once she's on her feet again, Candy taunts the crowd until her music subsides.
Starr: And finally, from Galway, Ireland… He is your North American Champion, WES WALKER!!!
Pyros hit and "Perfection Through Silence" by Finch begins to play, Wes Walker comes from behind the curtain with the North American Title over his shoulder. He raises it up above his head with one hand and the crowd goes wild. He bows his head and takes in the cheers. Wes puts the title back over his shoulder and walks down the aisle into the ring. He and the title slide under the bottom rope in a quick motion. He passes the title off to the referee after raising it one more time in the middle of the ring.
Sydney: All right! Everyone’s in - let’s get this thing started!
DING DING DING
The three competitors square off, none of them immediately rushing the others, each switching their gazes from one opponent to the other, waiting for someone to make a move, make a mistake. Wes takes a step back to rest against the ropes, or at least that’s what it looked like before he rebounded off the ropes, arm out as if to lariat Marina, only to be intercepted with a Big Boot from Candy, sending him flipping and crashing to the mat.
Watson: Ooh! What a punishing boot from Candy to the skull of Wes, when he was trying to catch the newcomer off guard!
Sydney: Hah! He’s gonna have to try harder than that!
Candy doesn’t waste any time welcoming Marina to the big leagues, either, skipping over the prone form of Walker to attack her with a series of body blows followed by a Snapmare that sends Marina sprawling across the ring. Marina and Wes get up around the same time, on either side of Candy. She’s spinning wildly on her heels, not sure who to focus on as Wes and Marina close in like jackals. They strike as one, Wes going up high with a forearm smash as Marina dives for a Chop Block, turning Candy inside-out. She hits the mat hard, writhing around in pain as she slowly rolls out of the ring.
Sydney: Just when Candy thought she had the advantage, the numbers stacked against her!
Watson: A brutally timed combination attack from Walker and Avgeropoulos sends Candy crashing to the outside of the ring - and then there were two!
Wes and Marina are going at it tooth and claw, a whirling dervish of fists and feet until Marina manages to catch him in a collar and elbow lock, catching her breath. This turns out to be a rookie mistake as Walker quickly overpowers her, pushing out of the lock and whipping her into the ropes, catching Marina on the rebound with a belly to belly suplex… that he quickly transitions into the TIGER CHOKE!!
The crowd goes crazy as he locks in the triangle chokehold on Marina, who to her credit is fighting hard to get out of the submission but seems to be losing the fight as Candy begins to stir on the outside. She’s pulling her way back up the apron, reaching across the ring to try and break up the hold when Marina finally taps out.
Starr: Marina Avgeropoulos has been Eliminated!!
Sydney: And the newcomer is outta there! But ya gotta ask what the hell Candy was thinking, trying to break that up, or was she thinking at all?
Watson: What do you mean, of course she was thinking! She was thinking if she could keep Marina in the game, they might be able to take Wes out, first. Then it would just be veteran versus newbie! The odds would’ve been firmly in Candy’s favour, and would only improve further the longer the match went… Great plan, shame Marina couldn’t hold out.
Candy is on the apron now as Wes gets to his feet, looking around for the queen of candy castle, as she jumps to the top rope and comes off with a springboard forearm smash that connects! The former undisputed champion quickly follows up with a cover, but only gets a two count as Wes powers out, sending Candy a few feet across the ring. both competitors get to their feet quickly now as Wes ties for a single leg takedown, but Candy steps out just in time to dodge it, she spins out and tries to come behind Wes to set up for the Candy Crusher, but Wes ducks quickly and lands a knee to the midsection of the sweet treat.
Sydney: Wes with some quick reflexes there. He's got some great awareness right now.
Wes grabs both arms of his opponent, looking to go for an undertook DDT, but he lifts Candy up in the air, seeming to go for the Irish Hammer! The crowd is absolutely buzzing right now. Candy is squirming, trying to get out of the hold as she is being held in the air. As Wes was transitioning to bring Candy down, Candy is able to get out of Wes's grasp. She hooks her arm around the head of the North American champion and uses the momentum to swing around with a DDT of her own! the impact absolutely rocks the ring as the fans lose it!
Watson: Candy changing the momentum on a dime!
Candy is slow to get up, but Wes is not moving. She makes her way to the corner and up to the top rope. She looks around at the FSW crowd as a smile comes across her face. She leaps off the top rope and comes down the a 450 splash she calls Sugar Rush!!! Candy with the cover now.
1...
2...
3!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: Here is your winner via pinball..... CCCCCAAAAAANNNNDYYYY!!!!!!
Watson: SHE DID IT! Candy connects with the sugar rush and Wes Walker could not kick out of that one!
Sydney: I have to admit that Wes handled himself really well getting the first elimination, but he may have held Candy just a split second too long in that stall before the Irish Hammer. In the end it costs him. What a match though!
Watson: DO NOT miss the rest of this show folks, we still have a lot left and this crowd is on FIRE right now after that match! We will be right back!
We return from commercial break to backstage inside the Cow Palace with Lisa Goldrush.
Goldrush: Please welcome at this time, Killjoy Ito and ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love…
Buddy Love walks into the frame with Killjoy Ito at his side.
Goldrush: Gentlemen…
Buddy Love: I’m going to stop you right there Lisa and have you direct all the questions to me and not Killjoy…
Lisa turns her head a little sideways and looks at Buddy.
Goldrush: Ok then, StrangleMania didn’t go the way you would have…
Buddy Love: Listen, the match against Samantha Hamilton, Ezio DeLuca and Gabrielle Visconty didn’t go the way we would have liked, yes in a perfect world we would have walked out with our hands raised but in a perfect/perfect world we would have been in some dark match we would have been challenging for the FSW Championship, that was the match that Killjoy deserved…
Goldrush: Mercenary won his right…
Buddy Love: He won his right by beating Ezio DeLuca, Nezumi, Aidan O’Sheahan and Robbie Rayder, he pinned Ezio DeLuca...which is a nice win but is it a FSW Championship quality win?
Goldrush: It was the match our GM Chris Brock set up to name…
Buddy Love: To name a Number One Contender I get it but on that same night this man…
Buddy turns and points at Killjoy
Buddy Love: Killjoy Ito stepped into the ring with the FSW Champion Stitches, while Mercenary was pinning Ezio DeLuca Killjoy was pinning Stitches…
Buddy extends his hands as if they are scales being measured for weight
Buddy Love: Winning a Fatal Five-Way or beating the FSW Champion…
Buddy drops the hand that represented beating the FSW Champion
Buddy Love: The two aren’t even close Lisa and spare me Killjoy wasn’t a member of the FSW roster, that night I met with Chris Brock and THAT night we started talking contract, that win iced it for us and the FSW, the second Killjoy inked his deal with the FSW the match between Mercenary and Joseph Hall...who what, beat Chris Maverick, L.A. Meyers, Darlene and pinned Xavier Fraizer...should have been for a Championship match TBD because the FSW already had a Number One Contender...the man that pinned the Champion...look around the landscape of the EWC, a pin over the champion normally gets you a championship match yet here we stand, still waiting for that match to happen because Mercenary beat Hall and got the match at StrangleMania...at the very least it should have been a three way match but NO...we were denied and now that we are on the eve of Uprising it looks as if we will continue to wait because all indications is the poor FSW fans will have to suffer through another Stitches v. Candy match for the FSW Championship...because somehow she, without beating Stitches and losing to him at WrestleFest is the Number One Contender…
Goldrush: Well she did beat Killjoy…
Buddy smiles as he looks at Lisa...
Buddy Love: That she did, people are quick to point that out and hold it against us and use that point to justify why she is ranked ahead of Killjoy all the while IGNORING the fact she LOST to Wes Walker to kick the season off...why isn’t Wes ranked ahead of her? Why is that loss IGNORED while ours is being used to DENY Killjoy his championship match...I’ll tell you why…
Buddy smirks into the camera
Buddy Love: Because the FSW has waited MONTHS for Candy to live up to her reputation and be a value to this brand, I have NO doubt that she will face Stitches yet again at Unleashed while Killjoy will have to continue to proving he deserves a match he earned at FSW #092, he has to prove that here tonight as he faces off with Darlene knowing he can’t slip up or he will fall further back in the pecking order…
Buddy shakes his head
Buddy Love: A naive little girl who thinks Killjoy and her are in the same boat...what was it… ‘ground zero’, honey Killjoy isn’t at ‘ground zero’, look at the rankings here in the FSW, he’s ranked #2, look at the Elite 15, he’s ranked #10, look around here, people aren’t packing this place to see you but they are here to see Killjoy...because he’s a star...and you are nothing more than a supporting actress in this show.
Buddy smirks
Buddy Love: You think he doesn’t have any momentum going into this match because he’s hand wasn’t raised at StrangleMania...you think him fighting on the outside while Sam pinned my Daddy’s new toy is the same as hanging upside down watching Wes Walker grab his title? You simpleton, the reason you went out of your way to declare that Killjoy’s past here in the EWC doesn’t matter is because you can't match up to it, your career doesn’t match up, he’s a TWO time TV Champion, an Indy Champion, winner of the Prime G1, was in the Main Event of Night of Champions inside the Insanity Cage with the other EWC Champions and has beaten the current Undisputed Champion and you...you pinned Robbie Rayder...great job, bravo, yet...so did we so that accomplishment at best is a push, no the reason why you want people to ignore everything Killjoy has done is because if they take a look they will see you have no chance, you will see you have no chance...and that’s because YOU DON’T!!!
Buddy smiles widely
Buddy Love: Tonight we dispatch a little girl who wasn’t good enough to beat Wes Walker and look at Chris Brock and say what’s next...who else are you going to put in our way before you give us what we deserve...before you realize that you made a mistake by not making the FSW Championship a three way match at StrangleMania...that making the FSW Championship match at Unrising a three way match, send Darlene out to that ring and we will send her back a more broken version than she already is...tonight we will show you YET AGAIN why this man…
Buddy points to Killjoy Ito
Buddy Love: Is the man you should build the FSW around and not a clown or a candy-holic as the face of the FSW...Christopher, you signed Killjoy for a reason...it’s time to use him…
Buddy winks into the camera as he pats Lisa on the head
Buddy Love: But it was nice to see you kitten…
Buddy laughs as him and Killjoy walk off screen
Goldrush: Have you ever heard of social distancing?
Buddy Love: I got something that’s six feet for you…
Lisa shivers in disgust as the camera fades away
SINGLES MATCH
Darlene
VS Killjoy Ito
Watson: What a night thus far! We’re just barely passed the halfway point and already the men and women of FSW have nearly brought the roof down.
Sydney: That’s what Uprising’s about though isn’t it, putting it all on the line for prestige, glory and gold!
Watson: Of course while also showcasing the brightest young prospects in professional wrestling. And this next match looks to be no different.
Sydney: Hold onto your hats folks, if you’ve never seen either of these two individuals perform prior to now, you’re in for a treat!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for singles action, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 125 pounds... Darlene!
The guitar riffs of Detox by Strapping Young Lad chug away and build as Darlene makes her way through the curtain and down the ramp. She rolls into the ring and glares at the crowd with a wild look in her eyes. Like a tiger she paces to and fro as the audience boos her, which elicits a smirk from Darlene as her music fades out.
Starr: And her opponent, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 235 pounds... Killjoy Ito!
Deeper by One Okay Rock brings the building to a fever pitch as Killjoy, garbed in a fancy robe, pumps himself up on the stage. A strobe light begins flickering quickly as Killjoy spins around and spreads his arms out wide while The Memphis Mouthpiece, Buddy Love joins him. Together, they make their way down to the ring where Buddy attempts to jokingly bribe the ref for a “clean match” before laughing and placing the money back into his pocket. He than assists Killjoy Ito in removing his robe and exiting as Ito remains in the center of the ring.
DING DING DING
Killjoy’s arms are stretched out in self aggrandizing glory as the bell rings and Darlene immediately explodes from her corner. His back to her, he doesn’t see the shotgun dropkick that plants him in the back and sends him falling forward against the second rope. He bounces off the rope and lands on his back writhing in pain and surprise. Darlene follows after her opponent and delivers a back rake he scrambles to get back up. Killjoy’s manager, Buddy Love begins yelling at the referee about Darlene’s overt aggression, which causes Darlene to approach his side of the ring. She begins yelling at Buddy Love to stay out of her match as Killjoy gets back to his feet. His teeth bared, he approaches Darlene and spins her around. He smashes an elbow into the side of her face which staggers her rebounding backfirst against the rope. As she bounces off, she eats a dropkick from Killjoy which sends her rolling out of the ring. She lands on her feet outside the ring and glares at Killjoy, who’s asserted himself in the center of the canvas and beckons at her to come back in.
Watson: What a picture perfect dropkick! Advantage Killjoy!
Sydney: Maybe, but this match is far from over. Neither of these wrestlers are ones to shy away from a fight and after that exchange, you have to know that Killjoy has Darlene’s undivided attention.
IF SUMMARY: Darlene doesn’t break eye contact with Killjoy as she slides back into the ring. She rises slowly and bares her teeth before charging across the ring towards her opponent with a clothesline. Killjoy ducks Darlene’s attack at first, her arm floats harmlessly over his head. He straightens back up again and turns around to face her, not knowing that she had stopped herself mid run and turned back towards him. She spins once as he turns towards her and hits him with a wicked discus clothesline which sends him back first to the canvas. Killjoy rolls away from Darlene and begins to get back to his feet but The Scion of Death is quick on his heels. She picks him up and flings him into the turnbuckle where she starts delivering a flurry of European Uppercuts that rock the larger man as he tries to lift his fists to defend himself. After leveling him with multiple uppercuts, Darlene walks away from him, a crazed look in her eye as she runs her hands through her hair. Upon reaching the opposite corner, she bounces on her heels and rushes back towards him, looking to finish her attack emphatically. Killjoy suddenly runs at her and drops to a knee, catching her and hoisting her on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry. He hooks her leg and arm on each of his sides and stand before throwing her over his head and hitting a gutbuster that leaves Darlene clutching her stomach in pain while he staggers into the ropes and begins shaking himself back into focus after the uppercuts.
Watson: The two time TV Champion again gets the better of their exchange. Darlene’s going to need to figure something out if she’s going to overcome her opponent.
Sydney: The difference between a win and a loss comes down to grit, toughness and determination. I’ve seen Darlene take worse shots and still come back for more. If she’s going to take the victory here however, she’ll need to figure out how to offset the size difference between herself and her opponent.
Killjoy Ito catches his breath as Darlene, still doubled over in pain, rolls onto her knees. Noting her kneeling position, Killjoy approaches her and leaps into the air to hit her with a corkscrew roundhouse kick meant to catch her in the side of her head. Darlene ducks the kick and begins to push herself to her feet. Killjoy recovers however and before she’s risen rushes her again to hit her with a Kettei-Da Kill Shot, a running knee strike meant to put her down for the count. Suddenly however, Darlene’s arms fire out from holding her stomach and she grabs Killjoy by the leg, stopping his attack. She rolls herself to her back, in the process spinning Killjoy off his feet. He lands on his stomach as Darlene, still holding his leg, grabs the other and bends him like a pretzel with “In Depths Embrace,” a debilitating variation of the Haas of Pain submission hold. She pulls the submission hold tight and Killjoy begins to scream in pain while Buddy Love attempts to root him on from the outside. The ref asks him if he gives up but he vehemently shakes his head. Darlene roars as she pulls his legs further, causing spasms of pain to shoot down his neck and back. Killjoy looks as if he might tap before he plants both arms on the mat and rolls his body forward, powering himself out of the hold and sending Darlene rolling backwards away from him. She rises again, her face painted with frustration and desperation, while Killjoy staggers to his feet slowly. His back is to her as she bounces off the ropes and comes at him, hoping to end the match with Vile Divinity; a hellacious clothesline to the back of the skull. Suddenly, Killjoy ducks the clothesline. Darlene again stops herself to deliver the follow up discus clothesline but Killjoy, having experienced the follow up attack already, is ready for it. He catches her arm, pulls her into him and snakes his arms around her neck in a sleeper hold. Darlene, caught in the hold, begins to flail wildly, sending elbows backwards, grabbing at his hair and generally doing everything she can to get out of his sleeper hold. He wraps his legs around her waist and falls backwards, bringing her down with him, converting the hold to Ronguguddonaito, his own coquina clutch. Darlene continues to fight him but eventually, she begins to lose her fight and her arms fall helplessly to the canvas as her head lulls in Killjoy’s grip. The referee approaches and pulls her hand up. It falls harmlessly to the canvas. Again he lifts up her arm and again, gravity brings it back down to the mat. Killjoy grits his teeth and tightens the hold as the referee lifts Darlene’s arm again and lets go. As before, her arm falls to the mat, signalling a knock-out submission and the end of the match..
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via submission... KILLJOY ITO!
Watson: Killjoy came here looking for a fight tonight and definitely found one in Darlene!
Sydney: Darlene fought tooth and nail to stay in this and at times seemed to have absolutely no off-switch. But Killjoy found a way to make sure she wouldn’t get back up with a devastating submission.
Watson: The former multi time champion showed tonight exactly why he holds such an impressive in ring resume against an extremely game opponent. But stay tuned ladies and gentlemen because we’ve still got action coming up tonight, right here on Uprising
SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Mystery Opponent
VS Stitches (C)
Watson: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen, to another episode of FSW! We're setting up for arguably our most interesting match yet!
Sydney: Damn straight! Stitches is ... gonna have a mystery opponent. This is a first for him. Got any guesses, Watson?
Watson: Not really. I've tried to think ever since the card was published, but ... I have no idea who could be put against our FSW Champion.
Sydney: Well, the answer is finally about to be unveiled courtesy of Ms. Starr, so let's hear who Stitches will face tonight.
Before Isabella Starr can start announcing, FSW General Manager Chris Brock comes out on the stage, a microphone in hand.
Brock: Hold on just one second please Isabella.
The crowd quiets a little, puzzled at what is going on.
Brock: Before you announce the mystery opponent that Stitches is about to face, I want to make an announcement. See, you all know the marquee match for UPRISING later this month is Stitches and Candy for the FSW title.. What you all DON'T know is that tonights mystery opponent will also be challenging for the EWC North American title against Wes Walker at UPRISING. So let 'em know who it is Ms. Starr!
The camera cuts to Isabella Starr who has a wide smile on her face as the fans are getting louder.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing... from Mobile, Alabama, weighing in at 215 pounds ... KYLE GAUTIER!
Purple lights bathe the entrance ramp. As 'The Man' starts to play, a bit of fog billows out from backstage. Gautier follows it out and waves at it with his hands. He sees the crowd and starts for the ring with a smirky look on his face, giving a bunch of high-fives but missing out on the down-lows, mostly because he's too slow. Walking directly to the ring, he enters it by walking up the ring steps. As he gets in, he points to the crowd and covers his heart to show that's where they live.
Watson: IT'S KYLE GAUTIER!!!!! The former North American Champion has returned!!!! And he's going to be challenging Wes Walker at UPRISING for the North American title!
Starr: And his opponent, from The Carnival Of Shattered Dreams, weighing in at 260 pounds... he is the FSW Champion ... STITCHES!
'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.
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 for the bell to ring.
DING DING DING
Just from Kyle's return, the audience has been popping and cheering loudly. Even Stitches walked out to the ring with an amused smirk adorning his face; something that is better able to be seen as the camera zooms up on the two wrestlers. The FSW Champion slowly nods, taking a few moments to acknowledge and make sure his eyes aren't deceiving them.
When he still sees Kyle standing across from him, Gautier waves at Stitches.
Stitches snickers, now having gotten the last bits of evidence he truly isn't seeing things. Kyle takes advantage of Stitches' hesitation and runs forward. He raises his right knee up as high as he can and slams it straight into Stitches' jaw!
The FSW Champion visibly cringes, the move having no doubt hurt him. But his focus remain on the match, as well as his opponent. So, he first retaliates and takes Gautier down with a very up-close Lethal Lariat (Clothesline From Hell)!
While Kyle is down, Stitches rubs his jaw slightly, trying to ease the amount of pain surging through his body.
If the crowd hadn't been loud before, they're incredibly wild and boisterous now that the fight has officially started and Kyle has made his return to EWC's orange brand.
Watson: Well hot damn! I gotta agree with the audience here. It is pretty damn nice to see Kyle back in action.
Sydney: Boy's gotta watch out though; Stitches is giving him a harsh reminder of why he's been the FSW Champion for a while now.
Indeed, Stitches notices Kyle quickly recover from the up-close attack. He tries to avoid giving Gautier too much time to regain his balance or senses and takes him back down with a Sidewalk Slam.
Stitches then proceeds to begin locking the Cheshire Smile (Slightly modified Camel Clutch) in, but no! Kyle slams his elbow hard into Stitches' sternum, causing him to not finish his own technique!
He stares at Kyle in a mix of shock and slight disbelief, before those emotions are replaced with a dark, sadistic smirk.
It doesn't make Gautier back down or even intimidated, if that was his goal. Instead, he turns and grabs Stitches' right arm, trapping it in an arm bar.
The referee begins asking if Stitches gives up, but he simply laughs.
Meanwhile, the pop from the audience gets even louder, to an almost defeaning volume.
Watson: You know? I'd like to see that one of these days; Kyle Gautier versus Stitches for the FSW Championship. Nothing against Candy, but a change in scenery would be interesting.
Sydney: If Kyle can secure the W tonight, that very well may be a possibility.
Upon seeing for himself that Stitches refuses to tap out, Kyle releases the arm bar. He begins to take Stitches down with a DDT, but no! Despite his arm being turned at an awkward angle for a long time, the FSW Champion's arm is either completely fine ... or he's working through the pain.
Either way, he grabs Gautier and hurls him down on the canvas with a vicious Samoan Drop. Just for extra measure, he takes Kyle down with the Sound of Silence (Future Shock DDT)!
Stitches then goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... STITCHES!
Watson: Holy cow! Kyle may not have walked away with the W tonight, but what a return we've witnessed!
Sydney: Indeed, Watson. And the night still isn't over!
Watson: That's right, folks! When we return, the crew will have the ring set up for our massive, main event! Be sure not to miss this; it's gonna be a hell of a fight!
Watson is cut off by the FSW champion, who now has a microphone.
Stitches: This is the best you could do?
Stitches approaches the edge of the ring and lunges his head and torso out between the top and the middle rope and demands a microphone from ring announcer Isabella Starr who had just begun to retreat back to her seat after announcing the winner of the match. Stitches snatches the microphone from out of Isabella Starr's hands and returns back to the middle of the ring.
Stitches: And from one disappointment we move on to the next, for at Uprising we get to witness Candy make her attempts at rebuilding her kingdom only to again watch it crumble and fall before her eyes. I threw salt on those dilapidated ruins at WrestleFest, nothing will grow from that disaster zone. But still, Candy is once again given the opportunity to attempt to rebuild her kingdom and once again I am going to be the one responsible for her demise. I really wish somebody, anybody would break through that glass ceiling so we can stop watching this same song and dance on repeat.
Stitches begins to pace around the ring still with microphone in hand.
Stitches: But alas, it is set to loop yet another time and Mrs. Rayder is determined to make it a repeat for the Rayder family at Uprising. Robbie Rayder was the third wheel at Uprising last year, he got lucky and caught me off guard. I won't stand here and deny the fact. But the pieces all fell back into place in the end. This time around, there is no third wheel, it is just Candy and I... and Candy, there is no question about it, Uprising is going to end the same way that WrestleFest did... with you lying in a pool of your own tears as you wonder how the kingdom fell so far.
Watson: Some strong words from the FSW Champion.
Just then "I Want Candy" by Aaron Carter his heard. Fans are cheering as Candy skips onto the stage with a microphone in hand.
Sydney: Apparently the challenger has something to say about it.
Candy: Are you sure about that?
The Sweet Treat asks as her music dies down. The carnival clown nods his head in agreement.
Candy: Well, I'm going to give you the perfect opportunity to do so... In a Carnival Carnage match! What IS a Carnival Carnage match you ask? Well we're going to have a street fight, Stitches but not just any street fight, it's going to be a Street Fight through your home, the Carnival!
A twisted smile comes over Stitches' face as he ponders over all the things he could do in a carnival street fight. He nods with approval.
Candy: You might be feeling confident right now, but I promise you won't be after I leave with the FSW Championship. After Uprising, the Sweet Era comes to Future Stars!
Watson: I think all the sugar may have finally messed with Candy's head. This may not be the wisest decision.
Sydney: She doesn't seem all that intimidated by what could happen.
Watson: That might change after the Carnival Carnage begins at Uprising!
Fans are cheering as champion and challenger are in an intense stare as we fade.
A slight breeze hits two EWC backstage crew members as Nikolai Holmes pushes through the doors. They take a second to glance over, but the hood is covering the face of the soon to debut EWC wrestler. Nikolai turns the corner and continues at a swift, steady pace. As he gets closer to the backstage entrance, he notices a camera crew standing with a stunning, voluptuous blonde. One of the cameramen taps Lisa Goldrush on the shoulder, pointing at the hooded figure. The FSW personality scurries up to the hooded man.
Goldrush: Excuse me. You are the “The Alchemist” Nikolai Holmes?
Nikolai halts his movement. He slowly turns his head toward the smiling blonde, and lowers his hood, revealing the dark hair and soul piercing eyes.
Nikolai Holmes: I am. You must be Lisa Goldrush
Lisa Goldrush did her best to not seem taken aback, but in a failing effort. She strokes her blonde hair off her face, pressing it behind her ear.
Goldrush: Yes indeed. Seeing as you know who I am, will you allow me to do what I do?
Nikolai Holmes: I’ll allow it. There is time before the match.
Goldrush: Great!
She gives the cameramen the “let’s get rolling” signal and a few seconds later, they are ready.
Goldrush: HEY FSW! Lisa Goldrush here, standing with one of the new additions to the EWC, more specifically, the FSW roster. Ladies and gentlemen, “The Alchemist” Nikolai Holmes.
Lisa gives an enthusiastic golf clap, whereas Nikolai just nods, maintaining a sullen look, his eyes piercing the camera.
Goldrush: First things first, WHY EWC? WHY FSW?
Nikolai Holmes: My mentor. He told me about his time in EWC. He recommended this as the place to bring my masterpiece to life. I chose Future Stars because I am the future of this company. I will start at FSW, seize their gold as mine. These FSW Champions are weak of will. This Stitches is the worst. Hiding in FSW, as he knows it is the only place he can find success. As for the North American Champion, well one need simply look at the titles history to see how invaluable it has been since its creation.
Lisa looks like she wanted to interject, most likely to stick up for her brand’s Champions, but Nikolai continues his rant unabashedly.
Nikolai Holmes: I will find a suitable partner, to take the Tag Titles. The Tag Division has been a weak spot in EWC for years. While a few of its champions have been worthy of respect, the reigns of this title are embarrassing. And it will only be worse if the most arrogant, brash, and pedantic team in EWC manage to weasel their way to another title shot.
Lisa Goldrush looks puzzled, not expecting the interview to play out as it has, she tries to gain control. She clears her throat, causing Nikolai to pause, giving her the in she needed.
Goldrush: Well everyone is entitled to their opinion I suppose.
The Alchemist tilts his head up with a mix of a grunt and blow off sound.
Goldrush: Let’s shift the focus to your debut. Now that you’ve heard from all of your opponents and teammmates, are you feeling any more or less confident in your chances?
Nikolai Holmes: What an asinine question.
Nikolai’s sullen look dissipates, replaced by a look of agitation, and a slight fluster of the cheeks.
Nikolai Holmes: Would listening to Robbie Rayder trail mix breakdown give me any insight into his ability in the ring? Would learning my partner’s Karzan’s Mother obsession give me a way to discern his tag team capabilities? No. Robbie proved he was just as irrelevant as his trail mix comparison and Karzan showed he is crazy by any standards. Joseph Hall was essentially the only one that seemed to have an IQ higher than a flock of sheep.I stand by my statement while first addressing this match, of which time will prove to be true, I Will be the only true Main Eventer in that ring.
Lisa takes a few seconds to let the moment sit before turning to the camera.
Goldrush: FSW, you heard it with Lisa Goldrush first. Nikolai Holmes is entering FSW with confidence, goals, and apparently a whole of inside information. Tune into the Main Event to see if Nikolai and his team can leave the Main Event with their hands raised.
She turns over to Nikolai for a last word, but he is no longer standing there. She mouths to her cameramen, ‘where did he go,’ but they shake their heads in disbelief.
Karzan Locke, Bruce Everett, Nikolai Holmes, Aiden O'Sheahan
VS Jake Raab, Xavier Frazier, Robbie Rayder, Joseph Hall
Watson: What. A. Night! These Future Stars of Wrestling really kept the fires lit from Stranglemania and are full throttle barreling towards a night to remember come Uprising, Cid.
Sydney: I hate agreeing with you, Watson… but on this one I can’t deny it. You’re 100% correct. Uprising is going to be one for the history books with a stacked roster like this.
Watson: And now… without further ado… the Main Event of FSW number ninety-five! A spectacular 8-person tag team showcase. It could go either way, but I’m sure you’re picking favorites.
Sydney: You bet your soft, supple ass I am. My money is on Locke, Everett, Holmes and O’Sheahan to take away a victory tonight. Those guys know how to kick some serious tail. And... they're HUGE.
Starr: The following match is an eight-person tag team showcase! First to the ring... weighing in at 350 pounds... KARZAN LOCKE!
The lights in the arena turn off and after a moment they turn back on. Standing in one of the corners facing the crowd is the hulking mass of humanity, Karzan Locke. He stands motionless, waiting until the match begins.
Starr: Next up… from London, England… weighing in at 247 pounds… BRUCE EVERETT!
The lights dim and begin to flash red as the first few chords of "The Red" by Chevelle begins to play.
They say freak
when you're singled out
the red
well it filters through
Bruce slowly backs himself upon the top of the ramp, rolling his neck and taking in a breath. He then turns to face the crowd, a wicked smile appearing on his face. He takes his first few steps down the ramp, looking around the arena while glaring at the crowd of people. Nearing the ring, he runs his hand along the bottom rope then climbs up the stairs, pausing to give the crowd that same wicked smile.
So lay down
the threat is real
when his sight
goes red again
He steps into the ring and climbs atop the turnbuckle, slowly raising his fist then steps down, taking his time as his music cuts.
Starr: Approaching the ring... weighing in at 237 pounds and standing at 6 feet 2 inches and hailing from Russia… “The Alchemist” NIKOLAI HOLMES!
Pyros hit and “Falling Away from Me” by KORN begins to play. After the creepy children's laughter dies down, “The Alchemist” Nikolai Holmers steps onto the stage. His head shifts to the left as his neck cracks, then the same to right. As the beat drops, he jams his right fist into his flat left palm. He rolls his left hand over his fisted right hand, then claps them together 3 times, before circling his arms twice then exploding them into his chest before slowly releasing them into Tiger Claw position. He stands motionless for a few seconds, then lifts his head and begins to strut down the aisle to the ring.
The silence after Holmes's music is quickly broken up with the loud noise of Flogging Molly filling the air, the Irish jig does little to make the fans happy as they make their hatred known to the man sauntering up onto the stage.
Aidan O’Sheahan takes his time, surveying the crowd that has come to watch him get beaten up, or perhaps in the hope that this would be the day that somebody would find a way to shut the loudmouth up. With a cocky grin he pulls up the collar of his vest before slowly making his way down the ramp jawing back and forth with whoever in the crowd he feels like saying shit to.
Starr: Making his way to the ring... weighing in at 215lbs... he is the Irish Assassin… AIDAN O’SHEAHAN!
The crowd let out another raucous display of vitriol as Aidan rolls himself into the ring and runs himself to the top rope of the closest turnbuckle, making an effort to make his presence seen with plenty of uncouth gestures towards the people.
He takes himself around the ring, repeating the process on every turnbuckle as he makes sure that nobody in the arena knows for certain who they need to be booing. With the music dying down, he takes a seat on top of the turnbuckle waiting for the match to start.
Starr: And their opponents… first to the ring... From Dusseldorf, Germany… weighing in at 230 pounds... he is The Fiery Target, JAKE RAAB!
Feuer Frei by Rammstein plays over the sound system as Jake comes out through the curtain and he wears black MMA gloves with MMA German flag coloured shorts with his name on it with white arrows printed on his shorts.
He high fives the fans as he gets into the ring and he does a hold up on the turnbuckle as he gets down from the turnbuckle and does a bow and arrow pose towards the camera before waiting for the match to start.
Starr: Ladies and Gentlemen… from Ventura, California… weighing an outstanding 190 pounds... "The Chiropractor" XAVIER FRAZIER!
The arena becomes completely dark. “Mortal Kombat” by the Immortals begins to play on the PA system as Xavier Frazier comes down to the ring. He enters the middle of the ring and raises his fist in the air.
Starr: Next up… from Vancouver, British Columbia… weighing in at 225 pounds… “The Dreadnought” ROBBIE RAYDER!
The lights go out in the arena then a fog covers the entrance. The lights slowly come up as Robbie Rayder, wearing long purple tights and black boots, walks out through the fog and kneels down. He points his index fingers to the ceiling then lowers them to his lips. Rayder looks out at the crowd as he walks half way down towards the ring, then runs towards the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He gets to a knee then gets to his feet, leaning out through the middle and top ropes, playing to the crowd.
'Blue Collar Man' by Styx begins to play and the lights flash to the beat of the drums as Joseph Hall steps out onto the stage and looks out into the crowd.
Starr: And finally... making his way to the ring, from Olympia, Washington... weighing 257 pounds... JOSEPH HALL!
Hall walks down the ramp way, slapping the outreached hands of fans and rolls into the ring. He springs to his feet and rushes to the ropes nearest the camera, stepping one foot on the middle rope and raising his right arm up high. He steps back and admires the crowd once more before stepping into his corner.
DING DING DING
O’Sheahan and Hall are first up and give each other a good, long staredown before locking up in the center of the ring. Hall gets a slight advantage over the Irish assassin and, appropriately, Irish whips him into the ropes. Hall leans back into the ropes on his side for leverage and nails O’Sheahan with a big running forearm strike to flatten Aidan on his back. He goes for a knee drop on Dublin’s Most Hated Son, but O’Sheahan rolls out of the way before Joseph can nail the strike. Seeing Hall slightly off balance with one knee down, O’Sheahan capitalizes on Hall’s mistake with a series of kicks and knees strikes to Hall’s upper body. O’Sheahan finally knocks Hall onto his back and lays down a powerful knee to Joseph’s head. He smirks wickedly at the crowd as he tags in Bruce Everett. Hall is finally up to his feet by the time Everett lays a monster European uppercut on him. Hall stumbles back a bit, but somehow shakes off the big hit and comes back at Bruce with a series of big-time haymakers to get the native Englishman off-balance. As Bruce is rocking back towards the turnbuckle, Joseph reaches out to tag in Robbie Rayder.
Watson: I bet O’Sheahan is regretting his choice to tag in the Englishman to complete his dirty work.
Sydney: I wouldn’t count Everett out just yet, Watson. This is probably the only time I’ll admit out loud how tough that Joseph Hall is.
Rayder comes barreling out of his corner and attempts a running hurricanrana on Everett. But at 6’6”, the bigger Bruce Everett counters the attack and lays Rayder flat with a monster backbreaker. Feeling the momentum starting to shift, Everett picks Rayder off the mat and whips him into the turnbuckle. Bruce pounds him with a corner clothesline and then lines up to nail him again with a running big boot. But the quickness of Rayder gets the better of Bruce and Robbie manages to get out of the way in time for Everett to miss the boot and get tied up in the turnbuckle. Without skipping a beat, Rayder hits Everett with a spin kick and turns his body around just enough to get hold of him for a belly to back suplex on the big man. The crowd goes wild as the shorter, lighter Rayder musters all his strength to nail the textbook maneuver. But now both men seem a little winded… Rayder manages to just out pace Everett on a tag to his partner Xavier Frazier… but Bruce also gets a solid tag to Karzan Locke and both Locke and Frazier are the legal men.
Watson: This is shaping up to be one heck of a showcase, Cid! I’m not sure your guys have the upper hand anymore!
Sydney: Don’t count your fuckin’ chickens just yet, Watson. What in the world is Frazier gonna do when that monster of a man comes steamrolling at him, huh?
Xavier goes for a flying cross-body on Locke… but the giant man just holds him there! Frazier is struggling to release himself from the grip of Karzan, but the power of the 7’3” monster is just too much and Locke just throws Frazier off of him like a wet noodle into the turnbuckle. Frazier is dazed but barely skips a beat. Frazier runs like a bat out of hell straight at Locke but at the last minute slides through Karzan’s legs and bounces back up to his feet. Locke is caught off-guard just enough and Frazier adapts a Russian leg sweep to bring the big man crashing to the mat! This crowd is loving it! Xavier is getting pumped up and heads to the turnbuckle. Locke is getting up… but too slowly as Frazier hits a solid shooting star elbow drop and goes for the cover…
1…
2..
KICKOUT!!!
Locke bench presses Frazier clear off of his body and throws him several feet forward towards the corner. The flying Frazier has just enough composure to use his flight as a quick tag opportunity and here comes “The Fiery Target” Jack Raab!
Watson: What an AMAZING display of ring awareness, Cid! Frazier knew what could happen if he went for a pin and he got exactly what he wanted for his team! A fresh tag!
Sydney: Oh… you think that’s what Xavier wanted? I doubt Karzan will have any trouble showing Rabb who is who in this showdown, Watson. Let’s see what happens next...
Raab comes in hot and goes for a dropkick on Karzan… but Locke just takes the impact of the hit and punches the mat as he rises to his feet! Jake is stunned! A grimace emerges from Locke’s face and just as Raab scurries back to his feet… Locke starts unloading punch after punch to Raab’s torso and the crowd counts with him! 1… 2… 3… 4… !!! And on the 5th blow, Karzan headbutts Raab and the Deutchman from Dusseldorf is laid out flat on his back. Karzan reaches behind him without looking and TAG… Nikolai Holmes tags himself in!
Watson: Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. Here comes The Alchemist! Are you ready to see some magic Sydney?
Sydney: Magic is for children and old folks, Watson. I’m ready for some carnage.
Just as Raab is getting to his feet, Holmes hits him square in the jaw with a snappy superkick. Raab spins around and before you can say "guten tag" ... Nikolai nails the German with a German suplex and Rabb looks like he's out cold. Holmes is looking a little cocky out there and plays to the crowd for a bit too long as Jake finds a way to make it to his feet and surprises The Alchemist with a stunner just as Holmes turns around from showboating! Oh my! Raab isn't wasting a second! He goes for the Raab Vice on Nikolai! He's trying to choke him out with an arm-trap triangle choke! It looks like Holmes is fading! Will he tap out?!?! NO!!! Holmes flips Raab over his head to a standing position and before Jake realizes he's in trouble... Holmes HITS HIM WITH ANIMA GOLD! RAAB is out cold! THE COVER...
1...
2..
His team is too stunned by the counterattack to break up the pin!!!
3!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winners, via pinfall... the team of LOCKE, EVERETT, HOLMES, and O’SHEAHAN!
Watson: Holy moly, Cid! That was a DOOZY of a finale to this edition of Future Stars of Wrestling. I can’t believe the level of competition I just witnessed.
Sydney: What did I tell ya, Watson? I had this one pegged from the jump. It wasn’t an easy win, but it sure feels good to be right.
Watson: Bask in that glory of your prediction, Sydney. You earned it. Thanks again to everyone for tuning in to FSW nintety-five. From everyone here at EWC, thanks for watching and thanks for being a part of the EWC family. Goodnight!
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
@existanceispain
MERCENARY
@saunders
Ibuki Ito
Stitches & _.Candy._
Nikolai Holmes
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: Kellan Stixx
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Wes Walker
MATCH THREE
WRITER: @lameyers
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Morgan Darkwater
MATCH FIVE
WRITER: Kellan Stixx
MATCH SIX
WRITER: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
MATCH SEVEN| MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Ezio DeLuca
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RECAP OF WINNERS
DARK MATCH
Ben Superior Vs Alanya Chloros
WINNER: Alayna Chloros
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DARK MATCH
Chris Maverick(NS) Vs Mickey Kinkade(NS)
...
DARK MATCH
Chris Snyder (NS) Vs Kellan Stixx
WINNER: Kellan Stixx
...
SINGLES MATCH
Aaron Bolduc Vs Harlan Rogers (NS)
WINNER(S): Aaron Bolduc
...
SINGLES MATCH
Sebastian Conner Vs Mercenary
WINNER(S): Sebastian Conner
...
THREE WAY DANCE
ELIMINATION STYLE MATCH
NON-TITLE
Marina Avgeropoulos Vs Candy Vs Wes Walker
WINNER(S): Wes Walker Pins Marina, Candy Pins Wes Walker
...
SINGLES MATCH
Darlene Vs Killjoy Ito
WINNER(S): Killjoy Ito
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SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Kyle Gautier Vs Stitches (C)
WINNER(S): Stitches
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8-MAN TAG TEAM MATCH
Karzan Locke, Bruce Everett, Nikolai Holmes, Aiden O'Sheahan Vs Jake Raab(PINNED), Xavier Frazier, Robbie Rayder, Joseph Hall
WINNER(S): Karzan Locke, Bruce Everett, Nikolai Holmes, Aiden O'Sheahan
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Candy, Killjoy Ito, Robbie Rayder
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Killjoy Ito Vs Darlene
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