PRIME #048 - JAKARTA

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WARNING: This live event contains stunts performed by professionals or under the supervision of professionals and maybe unsuitable for younger viewers. Accordingly, EWC and its producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any stunt or activity performed in this live event.

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #48
MAY 12TH 2019



LIVE! from the BritAma Arena in Jakarta, Indonesia

EWC PRIME
Commentators: Micah Everett and Sandra Amsler
Announcer: Damon Reid
Senior Referee: Niklaus Forbes
Backstage Interviewer: Jenna Salvatore

While 'Could've Been Me' by The Struts blares over the loudspeakers at every locations, golden fireworks light up the sky in a display that shines brightly regardless of it is day or night. Brilliant blue spotlights swirl over the cheering crowds, whipping them up into a near-frenzy of excitement at the show to come.

Cameras flash all around the arena as the Mac-Tron cycles through Prime's roster. Trixie, Waylon Graves, Frankie Romono, Jordan Freaking Sharpe, Richard Garcia, Killjoy Ito, Candy, Nevaeh, Carlos Ruiz, Kristian Bane, Aoen Khronos, Burtus, Terra Walker, Carrie Samson, Orion Samson, Freddie Styles, Jonty Kelly, El Pablo, Evie Clifton, Cruello DeVille, Fabian Dufresne, Billy, Alton Kickass and Mischa Killings are all featured.

After one final pan over the crowd...

The camera centers on ringside at the BritAma Arena in Jakarta, Indonesia, where Micah Everett and Sandra Amsler sit. As soon as they notice the camera, both commentators smile.

Micah Everett: Hello and welcome to the BritAma Arena in Jakarta, Indonesia for the 48th EWC PRIME! This arena is packed to its capacity of just over 5000 screaming fans. They are excited for some wrestling that's for sure

Sandra Amsler: They are in for a great show as we have seven matches on the card tonight featuring 16 Superstars spanning the globe in the indy circuit and those under contract in the EWC who showcase us every other week

Everett: Our Indy Champion, Killjoy Ito will be in a non-title match tonight against Jordan Sharpe who is looking to secure a shot at the EWC Television Championship .. which .. could very well be against Ito if he happens to defeat Draco when the two battle on FSW on Wednesday night. We also have the former Indy Champion .. Carlos Ruiz in our Main Event against Nevaeh in what the internet was been calling "match of the year" already .. its a 2 out of 3 falls match and it should be just what these fans want to see

Amsler: We also have a Four-Way Elimination brand warfare match, which just might steal the show tonight .. Brawl, Rampage, FSW and Prime are all represented in that match .. all this and so much more coming up on PRIME .. first .. lets get this EWCTV thing out of the way .. we'll be right back with Fabian Dufresne taking on Billy!

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The MacTron flickers on as footage from earlier in the day begins to play .. we can see people lined up outside of the BritAma waiting for the doors to open as they chanted for Carlos. As cameras begin to pan out, off to the side and away from everyone, is Nevaeh.

Nevaeh: I must say, it’s pretty amusing that they still think you’re going to win, Carlos.

She chuckles to herself.

Nevaeh: But soon you and everyone else will know the truth. I tried to warn you. However, you didn’t want to hear it. Now you’ll have the entire plane ride home to replay tonight’s events in your mind.

A wicked smile crosses Nev’s features.

Nevaeh: Be seeing you in the Main Event. Where it’ll be my pleasure to give you this one last ‘Fall From Grace’ on your way out the door.

As Nev heads toward the back entrance, cameras focus in and fade on the EWC hopefuls as they continue to chant away for Carlos.

MATCH 1
»SINGLES«
Fabian Dufresne
Vs Billy

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Everett: Welcome back to PRIME .. we just saw some footage that was recorded just a couple of hours ago .. Nevaeh showing she is more than ready for tonight's Main Event .. of course we are coming to you LIVE from the Yaoundé BritAma Arena in Jakarta, Indonesia! With our stop here, we're also approaching closer and closer to "WORLDWIDE"!

Amsler: Somebody sure as hell got the 'world' part right. Someone's getting a shit ton of frequent flier miles.

Everett: .... Don't like airplanes?

Amsler: I mean ... I could definitely do without the goddamn jetlag effect. But fine. I guess it is convenient. Anyway, let's get this show going, shall we?

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin weighing in at 200 pounds... FABIAN DUFRENSE!

The horizontal then vertical hold of the TV gets messed with. Right before a person would be ready to to change the channel the sounds of ‘They Say’ by Scars on Broadway begins to echo out over the arena, a single spotlight shines down on the entrance portal as out struts Fabian Dufresne. A few fans try to reach out, but he merely swats any hands grasping out away as if they were flies. His smirk widens as he enters the ring and waits.

Everett: Wow, umm ... pretty arrogant for a newbie.

Amsler: Confident, too. Not the worst trait to have in this industry.

Everett: I guess we'll see if he can back that up soon enough.

Amsler: Damn straight we will.

Reid: His opponent, from Manhattan Psychiatric Center, weighing in at 187 pounds... accompanied by his doctor/manager Dr. Ford, he is THE LUNATIC BILLY!

Dark blue lights fill the arena as "Deshi Basara" by Hans Zimmer begins to play. Dr. Ford comes out first, raising his arms to the crowd before motioning Billy out. Billy staggers out from behind the curtain, looking insecure and frightened. Dr. Ford leads Billy down to the ring, helping him inside. Once in the ring, Dr. Ford pulls out a syringe of a green liquid and injects Billy with it in the arm. Billy holds his arm in pain, slumping down into his corner as Dr. Ford exits the ring.

DING DING DING

Everett: ... Was it really smart to even let this match begin? What was even in that needle?

Amsler: Hell if I know! Why are you asking me?!

Everett looks ready to answer back, but stops himself.

The camera focuses on both Billy and Fabian, who are briefly staring at one another. Fabian points his thumb towards Billy, as if to silently ask 'Seriously? This is who they put me up against?' and shakes his head, looking disappointed. Billy takes advantage of him being distracted and begins assaulting Defrense with an array of body strikes, eventually backing him up against one of the corners.

Everett: See? This is the problem with arrogance. It can bite you in the rear.

Amsler: Well ... this match isn't over just yet. There's still time for Fabian to turn this around.

As if on cue, Fabian does indeed realize the danger he's in and goes into a more 'focused mode'. He thrusts a boot forward and surprises Billy with a very quick Superkick that lands square in The Lunatic's gut! But it doesn't knock Billy down! So to help out with that, Fabian begins delivering German Suplexes, stopping after the third and plopping Billy right onto the mat!

And just as a safety precaution? He executes his The Golden Touch (Claymore Kick) against an already prone and dazed Billy! Dufrense hooks one of Billy's legs!

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DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... FABIAN DUFRENSE!

Everett: Not too bad. But that smug attitude really did almost cost him.

Amsler: Just like the title of Brandy's old song goes, 'Almost Doesn't Fucking Count'.

Everett: ... Pretty sure the f-word isn't included.

Amsler: Same goddamn difference. It doesn't change what we saw. You're not wrong - he did take a huge-ass risk. But in the end, it was Fabian who emerged the victor. I wouldn't be surprised if Billy was injected with something to make him forget where he was or some shit.

As ‘They Say’ by Scars repeats, the ref tries to raise Fabian's hand, but he jerks it away and does so on his own. He flashes a cocky grin to the audience, who is now loudly booing at him. We see him still smirking as we fade away to commercial 

MATCH 2
»SINGLES«
Kristian Bane
Vs Evie Clifton

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Everett: Coming up next is what's probably one of the most one-sided matches I've ever seen!

Amsler: What the hell do you mean by that!?

Everett: Isn't it obvious that we're going to witness a homicide in the middle of that ring!?

Amsler: Whatever. Let's take a look at his opponent.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Cincinnati, OH, weighing in at 315 pounds... KRISTIAN BANE!

The arena goes dark, a slow booming sound can be heard and BAM! Pyros shoot off as 'The Vengeful One' blares. Kristian Bane walks out in front of the crowd. Bane walks methodically to the ring. He waits in the ring for his next victim.

Everett: Look at him! 315 pounds of muscle! This guy looks like he can deadlift a tank!

Amsler: That's a little bit of a stretch, but yeah he'll have size on his side in this match. But size isn't everything.

Everett: Tell that to my ex.

Amsler: Now I see why she's an ex.

Reid: His opponent, from Cincinnati, OH, weighing in at 144 pounds... EVIE CLIFTON!

"Undo It" by Carrie Underwood suddenly blares through the sound system as Evie Clifton steps through the curtain. Her eyes are glued toward the ring while slowly shifting them side to side. Her lips are curled up on the right side of her face. She shakes her head while slowly descending down the ramp. Evie slides into the ring, leans against the turnbuckle and waits.

DING DING DING

The match started off with a game of cat and mouse. Evie keeps her distance from Kristian whenever he tried to get close. She slid out of the ring and was pursued by her opponent. Clifton rolled back into the ring and raked at Kristian's eyes when he attempted to get back into the ring. The ref warned Evie about illegal moes and she was forced to back away while Bane as allowed in the ring. Bane continued to chase her, and soon enough Evie's luck ran out when Bane cornered her. Bane charges forward and knocks her silly with a big boot to the face. Kristian continues his assault with a powerbomb that nearly made the ring shake! He goes for a cover, but Evie kicks out at two! Frustrated, Bane grabs her by the hair and hits a one-arm suplex. Evie's instincts prevail as she manages to roll herself out of the ring to avoid any more damage. Bane hits the mat in anger and goes after her.

Everett: It's Cincinnati vs Cincinnati tonight as Evie tries to escape Bane's wrath!  

Amsler: Clifton is showing incredible resiliency, despite the extreme power difference. Then again, women do have stronger pain receptors.

Everett: Regardless if that's true or not, it won't be enough for a monster like Bane.

Amsler: We'll see.

Bane grabs Evie ringside who uses everything in her power to slam his head against the ring apron. The force of the blow caused his forehead to bust open, leading to bleeding. Evie rakes his eyes one more time and slams his his head against the steel steps. Bane stumbles away, trying to push Evie to repeatedly attacks the back of his legs with kicks. Bane swings wildly with a clothesline, and Clifton ducks. She pushes Bane into the barricade, and follows up with tornado DDT off the top of the barricade! As Bane laid dazed and stunned, Evie stomped on the ankle a couple of times and makes a beeline for the ring. She slides back into the ring and before Bane hops towards the ring but doesn't make it in time as the ref calls for the bell

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via countout... EVIE CLIFTON!

Everett: Ugh! Of course that's the only way she would win!.

Amsler: Can you blame her though? That was a smart play by Clifton!

Everett: Of course you would say that! Evie won through sheer cunning and tactics.

Amsler: Ugh, whatever. Looks like we are about to get some kind of feed from the MacTron

As the scene comes to life, we find ourselves in Key West, Florida with President Mac looking professional as ever as he stands in front of a candy shop. A few moments later, Candy arrives and shakes his hand.



Candy: Thank you for coming all this way to meet with me, President Mac.

President Mac: Not a problem at all .. I was just in Miami catching some of the Dolphins Rookie Mini-Camp .. so it was no trouble meeting you here at all

Candy: Well, I'm glad you were able to make that long trip then

She says with a chuckle before adding.

Candy: Besides, this is where I do some of my best thinking!

President Mac: (smiling from ear to ear) Well .. lets go inside then shall we?

Being the gentleman that he is, Mac holds the door open for her. As she walks through, the boss follows after her as the feed comes to an end.

MATCH 3
»SINGLES«
Vanita Thompson
Vs Cruello Deville

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Everett: Wait a minute .. Candy and President Mac are in Florida? Having a meeting? Consider me intrigued .. Well what a night it's been so far, huh?!

Amsler: Hell yeah! And I think it's about to get even better!

Everett: I gotta agree. Two wrestlers who have already made quite the impact since arriving into PRIME.

Amsler: Let's get to it!

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Venica, Italy, now residing in Denver, Colorado.. weighing in at 121 pounds.... VANITA THOMPSON!

'Throes of Perdition' by Trivium blasts over the PA as Vanita Thompson makes way to ring, walking with a purpose.

Everett: Vanita's debut was seriously impressive.

Amsler: Damn right it was. She came in and, so far, has grabbed PRIME by the scruff of its neck like she's wanted. The message has definitely sent.

Everett: But her opponent wasn't half-bad, either. He may not have eaten the pin in his own debut, but I have little doubts he's wanting redemption tonight.

Amsler: Redemption's all well and good, Everett, but if you can't earn it, it won't mean jack shit.

Reid: Her opponent, from Fort Wayne, Indiana. Standing at 6'4 and 260 pounds... MISTER CRUELLO DEVILLE!

'I Will Not Bow' by Breaking Benjamin begins to die down as Deville reaches the steps and slowly walks up them, wiping his boots on the edge before sliding through the top and middle ropes. He proceeds over towards his corner where he takes off his coat and sunglasses putting them down in the corner, staring across the ring.

DING DING DING

Much to the fans' surprise, both Vanita and Cruello rush forward towards one another. Their arms go around one another's waists as they begin a power struggle, aiming to see who can succeed in suplexing the other first.

Everett: Whoa there! Were this not a wrestling match, that may look a bit inappropriate!

Amsler: You're not wrong, but with Vanita in this match, I don't mind too much.

Everett just shakes his head as the struggle comes to an end. Deville manages to use both his size and strength and flips Vanita over with a Belly to Belly Suplex. Vanita stays on her back, trying to regain her breath. Deville smirks, thinking he's all but secured the W for himself, and climbs atop the ropes. He jumps down, intending to Moonsault Vanita, but NO!

Vanita rolls out of the way, causing Cruello's body to land right onto the cold, hard canvas! He screams in pain, looking visibly frustrated and pissed off his own attack backfired against him!

Everett: Think she meant to do that?

Amsler: Fuck if I know, but this is another thing I like about Vanita. She's very cunning as well as quick.

With Deville's focus solely on the pain surging through his body, Vanita takes advantage and surprises him with The Vain Shot (Spinning Heel Kick), landing it flawlessly against the side of his head! His eyes roll backwards as he plops!

Vanita goes for the cover!

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3!

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... VANITA THOMPSON!

Everett: Impressive display from Vanita!

Amsler: Most definitely. But I wouldn't count Deville out of the race just yet! I have little doubts he'll have his moment.

Everett: Be that as it may, tonight wasn't it.

Amsler: Fair point.

'Throes of Perdition' by Trivium starts up again as Vanita stays in the ring, an arm raised by the ref, and a very content grin on her face. Cruello comes out of his daze and stares angrily up at Vanita, glaring daggers at her. The camera lingers on the two wrestlers as we fade away to commercial

MATCH 4
»SINGLES«
Richard Garcia
Vs Freddie Styles

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Everett: Now let's go on to our next match It's time to watch a genius in action!

Amsler: Richard Garcia has been killing it as of late-

Everett: I'm talking about Freddie Styles! Mr. Ballgame himself! Prepare to watch a master at work!

Amsler: Okay...

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Melbourne Australia, weighing in at 213 pounds...RICHARD GARCIA!

As soon as the song kicks in Richard Garcia bursts through the entrance curtains to an uproar from the crowd. The lights continue to flash in unison with the guitar riffs. Richard Garcia screams to the heavens above with excitement and then makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans as he passes by.

Once Richard Garcia reaches the bottom of the ramp he rushes towards the ring and slides into the ring before climbing up to the nearest turnbuckle and spreading his arms out, eagle-winged and screaming in excitement.

Richard Garcia jumps off of the turnbuckle and pumps himself up whilst waiting for his opponent to enter the ring.

Everett: You do realize last time these two faced off, it was Styles that came through with the roll-up victory right?

Amsler: Yeah, Garcia's been ona tear as of late.

Everett: Well as long as Freddie has one over him, then Richard isn't as good as he thinks he is.

Amsler:  Uh huh, sure.

Reid: His opponent, from Atlanta, GA weighing in at 223 pounds... FREDDIE STYLES!

The lights go down, and all you see is a silhouette of a man, forming a diamond with his hands above his head as the opening riff hits. As the song moves into the verse, Freddie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there in his hooded vest, hood over his head, bouncing from side to side, before making his slow walk towards the ring.

Freddie slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. He then stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down, and leaning over in a corner. He takes the hood from off his head, then takes the vest off completely, tossing it to the floor, awaiting the beginning of the match.

DING DING DING

The match began with a lock-up in the center of the ring. There was a brief exchange of chain wrestling where both men traded wrist locks, waitslocks, and and hammer locks. Richard gets the upper hand with a waist lock takedown. He makes a smooth transition to a head lock, in an attempt to keep Freddie down. Styles manages to get to his feet and counters with an Irish Whip. Garcia rebounds off the ropes and slides under Styles and hits a bridging Dragon Suplex! Freddie kicked out at two and Garcia takes over with an armbar. Styles rolled through and countered with a Hangman's Neckbreaker. He followed this up with an Elevated Boston Crab. Garcia fought hard to try and fight out of the hold and manages to use his legs to flip Styles over.    

Everett: Styles need to keep up the pressure. He has Garcia's number.

Amsler: Garcia is maintaining a strong presence, though. He seems to have an answer for everything Freddie is throwing at him.

Everett: Richard well Freddie has him locked up right now-

Amsler: Garcia counters with an armdrag and hits a T-Bone Suplex! 

The fans seemed to be on Garcia's side as he taken back control of the match. He followed up with a Dragon Sleeper. Styles was kicking wild, trying to escape from the hold. He managed to force him and Garcia to their feet broke from the hold and followed up with a Pele kick. He springboards off the ropes, landing a springboard moonsault for the pin. Garcia kicks out at two, much to Styles' frustration. Styles grabbed Gracia for a deadlift bridging Northern Lights Suplex. Garcia kicks out and tried to find a way to get back to his feet. Styles whipped Garcia to the corner and hits a flying clothesline. He pushed Garcia to the mat and leaps to the top turnbuckle. As Garcia got to his feet, Styles leapt off the top for a diving ATL Stomp! Garcia dodged out the way in time and hits the ropes. Before Styles could react, Garcia hits a Buisaku Hurracanrana. He quickly picked up Styles and delivered a sudden Reign of Fire with an instant pin for the three count victory   

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall...RICHARD GARCIA!

Everett: That was such a fluke! Styles had his number! I request a do-over!

Amsler: You know for a fact Garcia earned that win! There was no roll-up to save Styles this time!

Everett: This day is ruined. First a local deli ruined my eggs, then Kristian Bane loses to a woman half his size, and now this! 

Amsler: Ugh. You really need better standards for yourself. Let's head backstage for a moment ..

From the backstage area, Faith Rivers seems to be lost in her thoughts when Jenna Salvatore approaches her with her microphone.

Jenna Salvatore: Excuse me, Faith…

At the sound of the voice, Faith lifts her gaze to the interviewer.

Faith Rivers: What do you want?

Jenna Salvatore: Just thought I’d see if you had any final thoughts before your match tonight?

Faith Rivers: I believe I said all I need to.

She pauses slightly.

Faith Rivers: But you can come back and interview me after I’m victorious.

Jenna Salvatore: How can you be sure that’s what is going to happen?

Faith stands from the steel chair she’s been sitting on as she rolls her shoulders.

Faith Rivers: Because there’s only so many matches you can lose before you say enough is enough. I didn’t come all the way to Indonesia just to continue on with my losing ways. I came here for something different. And one way or another, I’m going to get it.

She nods.

Faith Rivers: Bottom line, no one wants this as badly as I do. And I’ll prove it, by eliminating them from the equation one by one until my name is announced the winner!

With that, Faith walks out of view as we head back to ringside

MATCH 5
»FOUR-WAY ELIMINATION BRAND WARFARE«
Stephanie Matsuda
Vs Faith Rivers
Vs Carrie Samson
Vs Terra Walker


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Everett: Are you ready for some fatal four way brand warfare action? Because I am! Another chance for Prime to flex its muscles and show the other inferior brands who’s boss. We just heard from Faith Rivers backstage .. and she is focused on this match .. she is determined to win this one

Amsler: That she does .. and I for one am looking forward to seeing what happens when these four superstars collide! And it’s an elimination match so this is a chance for all four of these competitors to shine. A win for any one of them could easily catapult them into a title picture!

Reid: The following match is a fatal four way match ELIMINATION brand warfare match, making there way to the ring.... from the Brawl Brand... STEPHANIE MATSUDA.... From the Rampage brand.... from the FSW brand FAITH RIVERS... and Primes very own.... CARRIE SAMSON and TERRA WALKER!!

Stephanie Matsuda, Carrie Samson, Faith Rivers and Terra Walker individually make there way down the ramp and into the ring.

DING DING DING

The match had a frantic start to it as all four superstars laid into each other. Carrie hit a somersault neckbreaker on Matsuda but before she could pin Rivers rolled her up for a pin, which she just kicked out of. Rivers tried to clock Carrie with a spinning heel kick but Carrie ducked the kick and Rivers ended up hitting Walker instead. Carrie hit an inverted DDT on Rivers. Matsuda went for a sit out powerbomb on Carrie but Carrie reversed it into a tornado DDT. Walker was on her feet at this point, standing toe to toe with Carrie and the two prime superstars received an applause from the red hotIndonesian crowd.

Walker and Carrie went back and forth, ducking each other’s kicks and dropkicks, then Walker managed to hit a Death Valley driver on Carrie. Just as Walker was on the mat ready to pin Carrie, suddenly Rivers came from nowhere and locked the Faithless on Walker. After a struggle Rivers eliminated Walker by making her tap out!

Everett: Terra Walker has been eliminated! We are down to three, Faith Rivers coming from nowhere and eliminating Terra Walker.

Matsuda then caught Rivers off guard with her move Yahtzee! Matsuda was ready to make the pin but Carrie pounced to her feet and rolled Matsuda up with a small package pin! Carrie got the three count and Matsuda was eliminated! This left just Faith Rivers and Carrie Samson in the match.

Carrie tried to pin Rivers who was still down from the earlier superkick from Matsuda, but Rivers got her feet on the ropes before the three count. Carrie went for her moonsault move Fly Birdie Fly but as Carrie jumped Rivers got to her feet and hit a jumping knee on Carrie in mid air! Carrie looked down and out as Rivers pinned her but somehow Carrie got a shoulder up much to the disbelief of the crowd and Faith Rivers.

Rivers rested in the corner as she stalked Carrie, waiting for her to get to her feet. As soon as Carrie got to her feet Faith went for a spear but Carrie read the situation perfectly and leap frogged over Rivers. As Rivers turned Carrie grabbed her and lifted her for her finisher the bearplex but Rivers hits Carrie with a elbow forcing Carrie to let her go. With Carrie stunned Rivers rushed her and hit the Faithful. Rivers pinned Carrie and for the win.

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall FAITH RIVERS!

Everett: That’s a travesty! That was an illegal elbow to the head from Rivers onto Carrie I’m sure.

Amsler: It definitely wasn’t illegal. Faith Rivers the FSW veteran gets a big win here tonight in Indonesia.

Everett: Booooo! That’s all I have to say on that matter.

Amsler: Carrie Samson put up a hell of a fight but tonight the victory goes to Faith Rivers! A big win for her. We will be right back with more action .. but first .. lets head backstage

The camera backstage inside the BritAma Arena where we see Jenna Salvatore

Salvatore: Please welcome at this time the NEW Indy Champions Killjoy Ito!!!

Killjoy steps in front of the camera but off camera we hear someone clear their throat loudly

Salvatore: And also his manager ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love

The boos inside the area break out as the camera widens to show a smiling Tommy Love who steps closer to Jenna as Killjoy takes a step back

Love: Last week we saw history made as Killjoy Ito won the first ever Prime G1, like I said he would…

Tommy smiles as the fans boo

Love: In so doing he became the NEW Indy Champion, something else I said he would do…

The crowd continues to boo as the smug Tommy Love continues to smile

Love: So tonight we stand her before you conquering heroes ready to rule over Prime like no other champion ever has...it’s OUR time and tonight we kick that off by making an example out of Jordan Sharpe…

The fans continue to boo

Love: Did I hit a nerve Jordan? Did my spot on definition of just who you really are make you mad? Did it upset you to actually hear it out loud, see you may have faced every big name here on Prime but it’s not because they believe in you, son they just wanted to put the ‘star’ over and they knew you were the way to do it….oh...you thought...seriously Jordan, oh man well I hate to be the one that breaks it to you but you are not the man you think you are. You are a stepping stone around here, not the guy that takes someone like Killjoy to the limits but the guy Killjoy takes out in that ring to kick off the start of his title reign. You are NOT the man that goes out there and beats someone like Killjoy Ito, no sorry pal, YOU’RE NOT THAT GUY!!!!

Tommy’s smile disappears as he looks into the camera

Love: ‘Unlikeliest Hero’ no pal, ‘Next Victim’ that’s who you will be, out there tonight inside that ring you will see what a champion is, what it takes to be a champion in the place you love so much, you live in a fantasy land Jordan, respect is earned in this business, it’s not just handed out because you try real hard, we are a result oriented business and pal, you haven’t been getting the damn results and tonight isn’t going to be any different. So bring that heart and pluck to the ring and we will had you yet another loss and you can go back to that dark room and ‘talk it out’ with yourself on what went wrong this time...see you out there Jordan, Killjoy will be the one doing the asskicking and I’ll be the one doing all the talking…

Tommy winks at the camera and motions for Killjoy to follow

MATCH 6
»NON-TITLE«
Jordan Sharpe
Vs Killjoy Ito

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Amsler: Next up we have Jordan Sharpe taking on the current reigning Indy Champion, Killjoy Ito. The championship may not be on the line, but this match still holds huge implications. If Jordan Sharpe wins he earns contention to the Television Championship.

Everett: That is if Jordan Sharpe wins. Killjoy Ito is a monolith and Jordan Sharpe, well, he is just Jordan Sharpe.

Amsler: Don't underestimated the seasoned underdog, he has had some pretty big showings in the past. Jordan Sharpe has the biggest opportunity so far here in EWC, he will do whatever it takes to capitalise on it.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Woodstock, NB, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds... JORDAN 'FREAKIN' SHARPE!

It is pitch black as 'Mein Herz Brennt' by Rammstein begins to play. As the lyrics begin to kick in the lights change to deep red and out comes Jordan Sharpe as he makes his way down to the ring. He really is indifferent to his entrance and doesn't care to even react or do anything.

Reid: His opponent, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 235 pounds. He is the current reigning Indy Champion, being accompanied by Tommy Love... KILLJOY ITO!

The lights fade out as ‘Deeper Deeper’ by One Ok Rock begins to play. A strobe light circles around the stage as a single white spotlight hits the stage where Killjoy Ito is standing, his back facing the ring, his arms stretched out and his head down, the white light turns gold as gold confetti falls from the ceiling. He swings around to face the camera and the ring as his manager ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walks out onto the stage, his custom tennis racket in the air. Tommy points to the championship around the Killjoy's waist and smiles. He leads Killjoy to the ring as the fans heckle him but reach out to touch Killjoy. Tommy Love walks up the steps first and enters the ring and walks the ring with his ‘Love Stick’ held high in the air, he threatens the referee with it and tells him to call the match clean as Killjoy climbs into the ring and walks to the center of the ring. He stretches out his arms and tilts his head back and soaks in the cheers from the fans before removing his jacket and hands it to Tommy Love and then unhooks the championship and holds it up into the air as Tommy exits the ring and stands ringside.

DING DING DING

The two began the match with a traditional collar-and-elbow tie up. Jordan Sharpe attempted to push Killjoy Ito into the ropes but Killjoy Ito overpowered him. Killjoy Ito whipped Jordan Sharpe into the ropes and rushed in with a quick clothesline to take Jordan Sharpe down to the mat. Killjoy Ito turned up the aggression on Jordan Sharpe, taking it to the underdog with some heavy hits and high impact moves. Jordan Sharpe wouldn't give in though and took some of Killjoy Ito's best shots. Realising Jordan Sharpe had become more of a challenge than he initially intended, Killjoy Ito attempted the Kushu (Air Raid); a springboard forearm smash, but Jordan Sharpe was quick to react with a Dropkick, directly to the arm of Killjoy Ito, bending it in an odd angle. Realising he had an advantage over the champion, Jordan Sharpe worked over the arm, knowing this could be his chance to take Killjoy Ito down a peg or two.

Amsler: Sheesh, that didn't look good for Killjoy.

Everett: His arm bent at an obscene angle.

Amsler: Jordan Sharpe is a veteran, he has more experience than Killjoy Ito. He knows the opportunity he has been afforded here.

Jordan Sharpe continues to work over the arm with variations of knee and elbow strikes to manipulate the injured joint. Jordan Sharpe was like a shark who smelled blood. On the outside Tommy Love was desperate to get his client back into the game, shouting words of encouragement to Killjoy Ito. This seemed to help the Japanese ace who began fighting back Jordan Sharpe's advances. Jordan Sharpe lifts Killjoy Ito up by the injured arm and wrenches it, he chicken-wings the arm before slamming Killjoy Ito down with a spinebuster. Pinfall attempt, but Killjoy Ito managed to kick out. Jordan Sharpe once again grabbed the injured arm and dragged Killjoy Ito to the corner of the ring, attempting to dislodge the joint in the process. Jordan Sharpe seated Killjoy Ito up against the ropes and backs up a little before charging forward to drive both knees into Killjoy Ito's face. Killjoy Ito moved out of the way, however, and Jordan Sharpe drove both of his knees into the middle turnbuckle. Killjoy Ito is quick to take advantage, sending Jordan Sharpe up and over with a bridging Tiger Suplex. Pinfall attempt, but Jordan Sharpe kicks out.

Everett: Jordan Sharpe got a lucky break, Killjoy Ito has had his number so far.

Amsler: He hasn't reached the finish line yet. Jordan Sharpe may be good under pressure, but can he make it right through to the end?

Everett: Jordan Sharpe defeating Killjoy Ito may be the biggest upset we have witnessed, but let's not count our chickens before they hatch. Chances are that he once again stumbles and falls before the finish line.

Killjoy Ito grabbed Jordan Sharpe and dragged him to the center of the ring. Killjoy Ito then proceeded to stomp away at Jordan Sharpe's chest until it turned red. Killjoy Ito placed Jordan Sharpe into a seated position, charged towards the ropes, bounced off of the ropes and came back, delivering a Missile Dropkick. Pinfall attempt from Killjoy Ito, but Jordan Sharpe was quick to kick out. Becoming excessively frustrated with his inability to put Jordan Sharpe away, Killjoy Ito lifted Jordan Sharpe up for the Last Ride Powerbomb. Jordan Sharpe, however, slipped over Killjoy Ito into a sunset flip which Killjoy Ito instantly rolled out of only to be met with a Missile Dropkick of his own from Jordan Sharpe. Jordan Sharpe lifted Killjoy Ito with an inverted headlock and went to deliver a Reverse DDT, Killjoy Ito shoved Jordan Sharpe away. Jordan Sharpe charged at Killjoy Ito and went to deliver a corkscrew roundhouse kick but Jordan Sharpe ducked under it. Killjoy Ito turned around right into the Sharpeknife from Jordan Sharpe. Jordan Sharpe made the cover, one, two, three. Killjoy Ito kicked out just after the three count, by then though it was too late.

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... JORDAN SHARPE!

Amsler: He has done it! He has actually done it! Jordan Sharpe has pinned the Indy Champion. Not only that, but he also earned himself contention to the Television Championship.

Everett: The King of Television is going to eat him alive.

Amsler: I don't know about that. When Jordan Sharpe wins, he wins big. Three big victories over Xavier Reid, Stitches and now Killjoy Ito this year, and the potential to make it big again no that he is the contender to the Television Championship. What a victory here tonight .. we'll be back with more PRIME action right after this message

»2 OUT OF 3 FALLS«

Nevaeh
Vs Carlos Ruiz

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Everett: What a show we’ve had here tonight in Jakarta but now it’s time for our main event and what a match we have for you folks! Two former Indy champions going head to head... Nevaeh taking on Carlos Ruiz in a two out of three falls matchup!

Amsler: And as if this match wasn’t big enough as it is... this will be Carlos Ruiz’s last professional wrestling match, after tonight he is going back to Spain where he will retire. This is a special night.

Reid: The following is a two out of three falls match... Coming to the ring from Las Vegas, Nevada, this is....... NEEEEAVEAHHHHHH

Once "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the Tramps is heard, Nevaeh comes walking out from the back to a chorus of boos. But judging by the smile on her face she doesn't seem to mind. As she makes her way down the aisle, Nevaeh does her best not to let anyone touch her long the way.

After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh strikes a pose and gives her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Once inside, she mouths off to the fans and paces the ring a bit as she waits for the match to begin.

Everett: Nevaeh wants to give Carlos Ruiz a parting gift before he leaves the EWC for good... and that gift is one last defeat and she says she hopes a defeat will eat away at him in the pit of his stomach for the rest of his days! She’s a women after my own heart.

Amsler: Nevaeh doesn’t care who you are, she’s intent on beating the crap out of you and getting win! She has no empathy for the departing Ruiz and you bet she would love to sour his EWC farewell by beating him.

Reid: and her opponent.... Making his way to the ring... from Madrid, Spain... weighing in at 212 pounds... CARLOOOOS RUUUUIIIIZ!!!

”Bamboleo" by Gypsy Kings hits over the P.A. System and the crowd goes crazy for their Spanish Luchadore! Carlos Ruiz walks out from the back posing for the crowd in his leather jacket that is zipped halfway up, pink speedo wrestling trunks, pink boots, and Maui Jim sunglasses. He stops on the way to the ring a couple of times to take selfies with the crowd.

He slides into the ring and blows kisses to the adoring fans. He smiles as he removes his jacket and sunglasses and hands them to the ringside attendant.

Amsler: Carlos Ruiz came to America with a dream of being one of the best Spanish wrestlers to ever compete. I think he’s accomplished that dream.

Everett: Really? I think he’s been deported personally and it’s about time too but anyway Carlos won the the Indy champion at Prime 45 back in February, beating Richard Garica and holding the belt sixty-five days. So I guess he’s done ok on Prime.

DING DING DING

Carlos sticks his hand out as a friendly gesture towards Nevaeh. Nevaeh seems unsure of what to do as the fans seem to be urging her to shake the hand, she extends her own hand and just as her fingertips touch his she kicks Carlos hard in the gut and slaps him in the face. The fans boo the house down as she smiles and puts her fingers to lips, sssshhhing everyone as she sticks her butt out at Carlos and slaps it. Nevaeh laughs and runs off the ropes but as she turns Carlos pounces and catches her and everyone else off guard by smashing her straight on the chin with his version of the super kick SPANISH EYES!!!! The fans are on there feet in disbelief as Carlos falls on top of Nevaeh pinning her as the ref counts....

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THREE!!!! Carlos rolls off Nevaeh and backs into the corner as the ref checks on her!

Reid: The winner of the FIRST fall by pin fall... CARLOS RUIZ!

The crowd as loving it as they chant for Carlos Ruiz, he nodds his head and claps the fans, showing his appreciation of there love for him.

Amsler: Carlos Ruiz catching everyone including his opponent by surprise and he gets the first pinfall!

Everett: He cheated! Nevaeh clearly wasn’t ready! I demand a restart!

After a short break the ref starts the match again as Nevaeh still seems dazed from the superkick. Carlos moves towards Nevaeh but she puts her hands up and she shakes her head which causes Carlos to stall. The referee gets in between them to check if she is ok and that’s when Nevaeh pulls the ref in towards her, and she reaches over him and rakes her fingernails over his eyes and down his face!

As Carlos stumbles back holding his face, Nevaeh rushes passed the ref and hits a spear on Carlos! She quickly pins him as the ref counts....
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THRE.... Carlos gets a shoulder up! Nevaeh slams her fists on the mat in frustration as she holds three fingers up at the ref, who in turn assures her that it was a two and half count! Nevaeh gets on top of Carlos and starts viciously smashing into him with her forearms, each hit sounding harder than the last.

Amsler: I thought Nevaeh had evened up the score there with that spear but Carlos got his shoulder up in the nick of time, and now Nevaeh looks enraged.

Nevaeh isn’t letting up on Carlos as she picks him up and turns him around, she hooks her arms around his waist and with all her power she throws him back for a release German suplex but amazingly Carlos flips backwards and lands on his feet. The crowd are on there feet in applause the Spanish Luchadore as he raises his arms in the air and is half way through shouting “VIVA LA LUC...” when Nevaeh cracks his jaw with a spinning backfist as he falls against the ropes. Nevaeh clothesline’s him over the top rope and he lands on the apron.

Nevaeh throws a punch at Carlos but he blocks it and instead uses the ropes to jump up and kick Nevaeh in the head. Nevaeh stumbles back, Carlos grabs the ropes tries to springboard back into the ring but as he springs to the top rope Nevaeh rushes him and pushes him off as he falls to the outside, landing back first and banging his head on the hard floor on the outside. Nevaeh seems pleased with herself as she leans over the ropes and assess her handy work.

Everett: Haha! Yes I like that, Nevaeh is so ruthless! Carlos might have no choice but to retire anyway after she’s done ripping him apart tonight.

Nevaeh climbs to the outside breaking the refs count. As Carlos holds his head and tries to get to his feet Nevaeh grabs a fist full of his hair and rams his head straight into the steel barricade, she then hooks him up from behind and hits a German suplex on Carlos straight onto the ramp. The fans continue to jeer her as she goads them, pointing at Carlos and laughing.

The refs count is up to five as Nevaeh picks Carlos up and whips him into the steel steps. Carlos back smashes off of the steel steps and he is clearly in pain, but Nevaeh isn’t resting on her laurels and she’s right on him, grabbing him and hitting her finisher Fall from Grace on Carlos. Nevaeh smiles as she looks down at Carlos as the ref gets up to an eight count. Nevaeh rolls in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle as she counts along with the ref..... NINE.... the fans are urging Carlos to get to his feet and into the ring before he’s count out.... TEN!!!!! The ref calls for the bell...

Reid: The winner of the SECOND fall by count out... NEVAEH!!!

The ref checks on Carlos on the outside as he warns Nevaeh to stay back. Carlos slowly gets to his feet as Nevaeh is pushed back into the opposite corner by the ref.

Amsler: Nevaeh picks up the second fall bringing this match to one a piece! I’ve got to hand it to Nevaeh, I might not agree with her tactics in the ring at times but she’s one of the most dangerous and clinical wrestlers not just on the Prime brand but the whole of the EWC!

Everett: She’s got Carlos Ruiz right where she wants him! He’s clearly hurting! Finish this one and send that Spanish fly home to Madrid early.

The ref starts the match again as Nevaeh quickly charges at Carlos but he pounces onto the second turnbuckle and leap frogs high over her. As Nevaeh turns Carlos runs at the opposite cornerand springs onto the top turnbuckle, he throws himself backwards for a moonsault as he lands perfectly on top of Nevaeh! Carlos gets to his feet as he holds his back, Nevaeh is on her knees as he points at the ring ropes the fans cheer. Carlos runs at the ropes, springs on them and back at Nevaeh, grabbing her head as he spins her around and drives her head into the mat for a tornado DDT!

Carlos again gets to his feet as he starts to clap his hands, as the fans clap along with him, he runs off the ropes and back towards Nevaeh, but she gets onto her hands and spinning around, swiping Carlos off his feet. Nevaeh grabs him and tries to lock in a Fujiwara Armbar but Carlos spins around her and pulls her legs up underneath him, he locks her in his submission move the Cangrejo Espanol!!! Nevaeh shouts in pain as Carlos grips tightly onto her legs and applies pressure to her back. Nevaeh tries to pull herself forward and reach for the bottom rope, just as her fingertips touch it Carlos pulls her back into the middle of the ring and locks the submission in again! Nevaeh rugs at her hair as the ref asks her if she wants to quit, she’s clearly in pain but she refuses to quit.

Amsler: It could be all over here for Nevaeh! Carlos Ruiz has his version of the Boston crab.... the Cangrejo Espanol... locked in good!

Nevaeh with all her strength pushes up with both her hands. As she pushes upwards, Carlos’s grip on the hold seems to be loosening. Nevaeh gets enough height off the ground as she tucks her head in and rolls forcing Carlos to break the hold. Nevaeh turns around and grabs Carlos legs from behind pulling him down, she then jumps with her two feet high in the air and stomps on his back as he cries out in pain. Nevaeh then grabs a hold of his legs and locks in her own submission the Exile!!!! She pulls Carlos up and grips tightly onto her submission, screaming at Carlos to quit!

Everett: Oh the tables have turned now as Nevaeh has her own submission locked in good!

The fans urge Carlos not to quit as the ref is in his face asking him. Carlos shouts NO and shakes his head but Nevaeh doesn’t look like she’s going to break the hold anytime soon. Nevaeh screams abuse at Carlos, but he isn’t quitting but he does seem to be fading. His eyes eyelids start to close and it seems like he’s losing consciousness as Nevaeh grins, thinking she’s got the win.

The fans cheer Carlos on and he suddenly finds some energy as he struggles against the submission. Nevaeh realizes that Carlos is wriggly free and she can’t hold onto the move forever. Nevaeh lets go move and turns Carlos around, she goes to hit the Fall from Grace for a second time but Carlos grabs a hold of her legs and pulls her down, as he tries to lock in the Cangrejo Espanol again but Nevaeh reaches up and pokes him in the eyes out of the refs sight, she then pulls Carlos down into a small package pin. The ref counts....
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THREE!!! Carlos kicks out but the ref calls for the bell right at the three count.

DING DING DING

Reid: The winner of the THIRD and final fall and your winner for tonight... NEVAEH!!!!

Everett: Nevaeh did it! She’s such a bad ass, sentiment means nothing to her, she just wants to win! And win is what she did!

Amsler: I’ve got to give it up to Carlos Ruiz as always he never gave up and he gave these fans a performance they will remember until they say they die. What a send off for the Spanish Luchadore!

Everett: Ok sure I’ll admit, Carlos Ruiz has had quite the journey here on Prime, I for one never thought when he first joined that he would ever win the Indy Championship but he did it.

Amsler: Carlos Ruiz is and always will be a son of Prime, he will go down in the history books and even though it seems unlikely I hope one day we will see him in an EWC ring again one day. Listen to these fans give Carlos the send off he deserves!!!

VIVA LA LUCHA....

VIVA LA LUCHA...

VIVA LA LUCHA...

Nevaeh walks up the ramp with a smile on her face as Carlos stays in the ring, he climbs the top turnbuckle and waves at the fans as they chant his name.

Amsler: Viva La Lucha indeed! We are out of time everyone! What a wild ride it’s been here in Jakarta! We will see you again on May 26th as we come to you LIVE! from Queen Elizabeth Stadium in 摩理臣山 (Morrison Hill), Hong Kong .. good night everyone!

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SEGMENT WRITERS

President Mac
Candy
Neveah
Killjoy Ito

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MATCH WRITERS

MATCH ONE
WRITER: Titaness

MATCH TWO
WRITER: Matsuda

MATCH THREE
WRITER: Titaness

MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Matsuda

MATCH FIVE
WRITER: Cyrus

MATCH SIX
WRITER: Stitches

MATCH SEVEN | MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Cyrus

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RECAP OF WINNERS

Fabian Dufresne
Vs Billy
WINNER: Fabian Dufresne

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Kristian Bane N/S
Vs Evie Clifton 
WINNER: Evie Clifton

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Vanita Thompson 
Vs Cruello Deville N/S
WINNER: Vanita Thompson

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Richard Garcia 
Vs Freddie Styles N/S
WINNER: Richard Garcia

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Stephanie Matsuda N/S
Vs Faith Rivers 
Vs Carrie Samson 
Vs Terra Walker N/S
WINNER: Faith Rivers

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»NON TITLE«
Jordan Sharpe 
Vs Killjoy Ito (C) 
WINNER: Jordan Sharpe (and #1 Contender to Television Championship)

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MAIN EVENT
»2 OUT OF 3 FALLS«
Nevaeh 
Vs Carlos Ruiz 
WINNER: Nevaeh

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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Fabian Dufresne & Jordan Sharpe

MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Jordan Sharpe Vs Killjoy Ito (C)

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