PRIME #51 - LIVE from Multiple Locations - July.7.2018

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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 51
JULY 7th 2019



MAIN EVENT LIVE! FROM THE STADE DES FLANDERES IN DUNKERQUE, FRANCE

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 location, 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 Stade Des Flandres Arena, where Micah Everett and Sandra Amsler sit. As soon as they notice the camera, both commentators smile.

Micah Everett: Bonjour to all and welcome to Prime! 

Sandra Amsler: It's the land of the fine wine and fine cheese but who is here to win and who is here Toulouse? 

Everett: Toulouse? Really? 

Amsler: We have a packed show for you tonight! It's Killjoy Ito versus Scorpio, it's a debut for Bandana Joe Porter and it's Fabian Dufrenese against Jordan Sharpe for the EWC TV Title! Should be a good one tonight

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Backstage, Jenna Salvatore enters El Pablo's locker room to find the Technicolour Tecnico admiring a large painting that hangs on the wall.

Jenna Salvatore: Nice painting.

Over EP's shoulder, an indignant Doppelpablo rolls his eyes before adjusting his monocle and scoffing into his martini glass full of Skittles. EP smirks.

El Pablo: Impression, Sunrise by Monet. I thought I'd bring it here to give me a little inspiration for tonight's match.

Jenna Salvatore: That's cool; what is it that inspires you most about it?

El Pablo: Well, for one: it's a painting of the city playing glamorous host for us this evening, Le Havre.

The crowd pops - naturally - for the mention of their city.

El Pablo: For two: it's a reminder that I need to make an impression on the EWC Universe tonight; that I need to make sure that, come sunrise, everybody's giddy with the recollection of how La Rainbowlution rose up against the forces of darkness and painted the very face of Death himself!

Tonight, we begin the long road back to the Indy Championship. I know I can't rest on the fact that I once wore that very belt to carry me - I've gotta earn it. And what better way to do that than to show, tonight, that La Rainbowlution is Monet!

EP pauses, waiting for a reaction. Gets nothing.

El Pablo: Monet... you know? Like, money?

Jenna Salvatore: Yeah, I got it.

The two are suddenly interrupted by the crackling of a nearby walkie-talkie; a concerned crew member passing on information about an 'incident' at the nearby Museum Malraux. Her suspicion piqued, Jenna turns back to EP.

Jenna Salvatore: Now, when you said you brought this painting here...

El Pablo: Je ne parle pas Français.

Jenna Salvatore: I wasn't speaking Fr-

El Pablo: Au revoir!

With that, EP flees the scene, leaving Jenna alone as the camera cuts to a commercial.

MATCH #1
»SINGLES«
EL Pablo
Vs La Muerte

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Everett: Ladies and Gentlemen, What a way to begin a show, La Muerta going up against the man who fell short of the longest reign in Prime Indy Championship history by a single day

Amsler: You're right, El Pablo is a former champion, one who is looking to claw his way back to the top

Everett: La Muerte on the other hand had an impressive debut at World Wide, and should be riding high into this fight 

Amsler: It seems like a match with 2 tales. One is a former champion looking to shoot himself back into contention and the other is the new kid on the block looking to make a name for himself by defeating a made superstar.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for on fall Introducing first, weighing in at 210 pounds... LA MUERTE!

La Muerte makes his way down the ramp ignoring all the fans in his wake. Once in the ring, his eyes beam at the entrance waiting on his opponent

Everett: He looks ready to go

Amsler: That he is

Reid: His opponent, from Portsmouth, UK, weighing in at 195 pounds... EL PABLO!

"VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!”

Searchlights scan across the stage and over the raucous crowd as ‘Party Hard’ by Andrew WK begins to blare from the speakers. The driving guitar sets a tone of frenetic energy and excitement before giving way to a simple, repeating piano chord as the MacTron displays the following message:



As the main riff kicks in, El Pablo bursts out through the curtain, tossing a palmful of Skittles into the air. His masked head hides beneath the hood of his self-promoting sleeveless sweatshirt, though a beaming grin is still plainly visible as the Technicolour Tecnico bounces down the ramp towards the ring, bantering and fist-bumping members of the crowd as he goes.

Damon Reid: “From the Ikebukuro District of Tijuana, England… Weighing in at 195lbs...He is the Technicolour Tecnico, and the Leader of the Rainbowlution… ELLLLL PABLOOOOOOOOOO!!!

With his last couple of steps, EP's bouncing turns into a run, as he slides under the bottom rope into the ring. He pops to his feet, then hops over to one of the far corners of the ring, ascending the turnbuckles and tossing another helping of Skittles out into the crowd. After some more gesticulating, EP charges across the ring and repeats on the opposite side, before finally handing his hoodie over to a member of the ring crew and taking up position ready for the match to begin.

DING DING DING

Both superstars looked determined and locked in from the start of the fight and that was something that stayed through all through this battle. The fight started with La Muerte going on an absolute tear. He kept El Pablo on his back even though the man recovered just as fast as he could put him down. Clotheslines, hip tosses and a fireman carry. None of them kept Pablo down for good; in fact, Pablo gained an advantage from reversing a flapjack; El Pablo landed on his feet and hit a cockscrew DDT that changed the tide of the fight in an instance.

Everett: Big move by El Pablo right there!

Amsler: The man has been resilient and has finally taken the advantage

La Muerte continued to take a beating in this one for a while but following a recovery from drop kick, La Muerte is cunning enough to sneak in an eye poke as he was lifted to his feet by El Pablo. This was the turning point in the fight, La Muerte kept the punishment coming. The next time El Pablo found his feet he was hit with the Khaos Theory, a move that knocked the wind out of him and put him in vulnerable enough position for Muerte to try his finisher. Muerte tried the Front Flip Piledriver he calls Sweet Dreams, but El Pablo escaped from his grip to his surprise, nails him with a mouth full of skittles and then gets hit with the Frankensteiner Facebuster he calls Taste the Rainbow

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... EL PABLO!

Everett: El Pablo bounces back big here

Amsler: He really proved he still has it in what was a very competitive match

Everett: La Muerte nearly had him.

Amsler:  That he did. We'll be back after the break



From her locker room, Faith Rivers is seen sitting before the camera with her head bowed and her hands clasped in front of her while speaking softly to herself. Once saying the word ‘Amen’, Faith lifts her gaze to the camera

Faith: Boy, I sure do hope all these prayers I’m saying for you pay off, Rafe. Because I don’t want to keep you down long, just long enough to get the three count. Which is exactly what is going to happen before the night is over.

She nods as she continues.

Faith: You may think you can prevent this from happening. That your beliefs are going to get you through. But you can’t. They won’t. Instead, you are going to realize that I’m better than you give me credit for. Only by then, it’ll be too late to do anything about it. Because I will have already left you Faithless in the middle of the ring.

She pauses.

Faith: Better prepare yourself what’s coming. Be seeing you out there.

With that, Faith gets up and leaves the room as we fade.

MATCH #2
»SINGLES«
Rafe White
Vs Faith Rivers

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Everett: Faith Rivers is coming off an impressive win at World Wide where she defeated 3 other superstars

Amsler: She had her moment in the sunlight and it was beautiful, an impressive win for her

Everett: Rafe White on the other hand is having his EWC debut, one that will prove to be a challenge for any superstar

Amsler: You're right, but, from what we've been hearing about Rafe White, he is one who brings the fight

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall Introducing first, from Maimi, Florida, weighing in at 135 pounds... FAITH RIVERS!

She makes her way down the ramp and shakes as many hands as she can before getting in the ring and stoking up her fans some more.

Everett: The fans love Faith Rivers, and she loves them just as much

Amsler: See I prefer Rafe's approach, who cares what the fans think? They've never helped anyone win any match

Everett: I beg to differ, some superstars are inspired by the fans

Amsler: An inspired ass whooping is what that gets you

Reid: Her opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 190 pounds... RAFE WHITE!

Rafe makes his way down the ramp, ignores every boo and just quietly makes his way to the ring, eyes locked on Faith Rivers

DING DING DING

This was a close call from the ring of the bell. Neither Faith no Rafe were able to build any sort of momentum in the first two quarters of this fight, every move or couple of moves connected by one was retaliated against in the very next sequence. Faith dug into her Arsenal for this one as she connected with the Russian leg sweep, the running Enzuguiri, the baseball slide, a bulldog and a hurricarana. None of those moves went unpunished though as Rafe had moves of his own, he connected with a Bib Boot, Inverted Neckbreaker, Shinning Wizard and a thundering drop kick

Everett: Its keeps going back and fort, none of them seem to be able to gain a clear advantage

Amsler: Both superstars are so vigilant to what the other is doing and in instances completely reading their opponents mind and reversing their moves

Everett: No matter who wins, these two have given it their all

It was in the second portion of this fight that both superstars seemed to have caught up with the others antiques and began to build lengthy streaks; for Rafe his strategy was to keep Faith off her feet all through, he slept off her feet more times than Disney princes could ever. He dished a thundering fireman carry that nearly put Faith out of commission. Faith came back with a streak of her own, her strategy was quick on her toes. She sped up the pace of the fight and connected with a cockscrew moonsault (Leap of Faith) that lit up the arena. She then waited for her weakened opponent to find his feet then tried to nail him with the Faithful but Rafe got out of the way, countered with a kick to the midsection and then brought her down with the sit-down Crucifix powerbomb he calls MESSIAH BOMB

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via Pinfall... RAFE WHITE!

Everett: Rafe was on the verge of losing this one but he pulled a rabbit out of a hat

Amsler: He did! Faith Rivers fought well but in the end the newcomer had an impressive debut

Everett: More excitement to come after the break, we will be back with more of Prime 51




From her locker room, Nevaeh is seen putting the final touches to her ring attire when Hush comes walking in. As soon as he clears the doors, Hush throws a paper at her head. Once it finds its mark, Nev gives him a look as the paper lands on the couch beside her.

Nevaeh: You really need to stop doing that.

Hush shrugs and smirks in her direction as she picks up the crumpled paper and opens it.

‘Ya ready?’

She lifts her gaze from the paper and puts it on him.

Nevaeh: Of course, I am. Both Mark and Jonty might believe otherwise now. Because I’ve struggled at this or failed at that. But soon they’ll see the truth for themselves when I’m kicking their ass all over that ring.

This time Nev is ready for when the next paper comes flying her way.

‘Speaking of kicking arses, I saw this video on YouTube where a man had a donkey and he…’

She didn’t bother reading anymore and tore the paper in half, causing him to look mortified.

Nevaeh: I don’t care, Hush.

Nev adds with a smirk.

Nevaeh: Ya know, for a mute guy, you talk way too fucking much.

She shrugs.

Nevaeh: As entertaining as that can be, I should probably stay focused on the task at hand.

Another paper is tossed her way.

‘Jonty Kelly and Mark Storm got nothing on you!’

Nevaeh: No. No, they don’t.

Pleased with his assessment, Nev casts a smile in his direction as we fade.





As cameras scan the crowd inside the Palais des Sports Center, they come across Candy and Robbie Rayder sitting in the front row.

Everett: What the hell? I thought we were done with her.

Amsler: Don’t be an ass. I’m sure Candy has a good reason for being here.

The fans cheer almost instantly as Candy waves to the crowd. It isn’t long before Jenna Salvatore strolls out with her microphone. As she makes her way over to the barricade, Candy stands and greets the interviewer with a smile.

Salvatore: Hello Candy. It’s good to see you tonight. But we’re all just kinda wondering what brings you back to Prime?

Candy: Well, I’m not back, just stopping by.

Salvatore: Not that we’re complaining. But can you tell us why?

Candy: When I heard I was facing Mark Storm on the next FSW, I wanted to come and get a closer what I’d be up against. So here I am.

She pauses.

Candy: I know Mark will put on quite the show tonight. And I wish him nothing but the best tonight. However, when we meet up in the ring on FSW 84, his tour of the brands will turn a little sour.

Salvatore: That’s going to be a good match up to say the least. We wish you good luck in getting that win!

Everett: No we don’t.

Amsler: Oh can it. I knew Candy had a good reason for being here. She’s doing her homework.

Everett: I still hope she falls on her face just as she did at World Wide.

Candy sits back down next to her husband to enjoy the rest of the show as we fade.

MATCH #3
»TRIPLE THREAT MATCH«
Jonty Kelly
Vs Mark Storm

Vs Nevaeh


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Everett: Some triple threat action heading your way now involving some of the top competitors in the EWC!

Amsler: Indeed. Nevaeh... Jonty Kelly... and we have a visitor, rampages very own Mark Storm.

Everett: Mark Storm is looking to get back to the top where he once was in the EWC before, but if he thinks he can come onto PRIME and get it easy he’s onto plums. Nevaeh and Jonty will both know that beating a former EWC heavyweight champion will do wonders for there careers!

Amsler: I can’t believe I’m agreeing with you.. kind of. Nevaeh and Jonty know that if either of them can topple Mark Storm tonight, well that’s a huge scalp for them! But I think Mark Storm knows that his past success in the EWC makes him a big fish for any EWC superstar to catch.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first, from Melbourne, Australia, he weighs in at 225 pounds, he is THE LETHAL WEAPON.....JONTY KELLY!!!

The sound of a bullet being fired echoes through the arena, before Heavy is the Head begins to play. Jonty walks out from behind the curtain and down towards the ring.

Reid: His opponent, From New York, Brooklyn.. weighing in a two hundred and twenty five pounds - Your Hero, and Mine.. MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM!!!!

Short Change Hero by The Heavy begins to play through the speakers and the lights in the arena simultaneously dim down.

Reid: and there opponent... Coming to the ring at this time 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, as she walks down to the ring.

DING DING DING

All three competitors are in a stand off as the bell rings, then all of a sudden as if telepathic both Nevaeh and Jonty rush at Storm at the exact same time, smashing into him with a furry of shots to the head and bottom. Storm does his best to try and fight them both off but it’s too much for him, Nevaeh charges off of the ropes and back at Storm, hitting him with a spear!! Jonty signals for Nevaeh to pick Storm up, as she does Jonty runs off of the opposite ropes and back towards them, and as Nevaeh steps out of the way Jonty hits a second spear on Storm which causes him to roll out of the ring.

The fans boo the arena down as Nevaeh and Jonty stand side by side, looking pleased with themselves. Then from nowhere Nevaeh grabs Jonty from behind and tries to roll him up from behind. Jonty just kicks out at the two count. As he gets to his feet, Nevaeh grabs hold of him and hits a spike DDT on him.

Everett: The first rule when you join PRIME is clear... do not turn your back on Nevaeh!!!

Amsler: Don’t turn your back on either Nevaeh or Jonty! Look at what they just did to Mark Storm. The former EWC world heavyweight champion just took a beating, two on one there!

Nevaeh pins Jonty after the DDT but he kicks out. Nevaeh looks a little bit frustrated, then as she gets to her feet she hears the roar of the crowd before she sees Storm fly into the ring, hitting her with a springboard dropkick. Then as Jonty gets up Storm grabs him, lifting him up and hitting a Brainbuster. Storm then lifts Nevaeh up, running and hitting a powerbomb straight into the ring apron. The fans are cheering like mad for Mark Storm.

Before Jonty can get back to his feet, Storm grabs his legs and locks in a cloverleaf submission on him. Jonty tries desperately to get to the ring ropes but Storm just applies more pressure. Storm is so fixated on making Jonty tap out, he doesn’t see Nevaeh until it’s too late, she smashes Storm in the face with a spinning back fist. Nevaeh then grabs a hold of Storm and hits her finishing move Fall from Grace... but then before Nevaeh can make the pin Jonty comes from nowhere and hits his Shining Wizard move he calls Run N Gun. Jonty pins Nevaeh but just before the three count Nevaeh gets her foot on the bottom rope. Jonty cant believe it.

Amsler: Damn! Jonty Kelly almost had the win there. All three of these superstars have pulled out all the stops!

Storm pulls himself up on his feet as Jonty rushes at him, Storm rolls out of the way and Jonty hits the ropes, Storm springs to his feet, grabs Jonty and hits his Snap scoop power slam move! Suddenly Nevaeh leaps onto Storm with a Lou Thesz Press, pummeling him with her elbow and then repeatedly smashing his head off of the mat.

Storm pushes Nevaeh off of him, as she comes back at him he swipes her off of her feet. Storm quickly gets to his feet and hits the ropes, Nevaeh gets up Storm springboards off of the ropes and hits his move Storm Search! On her. Storm makes the pin and gets the win just before Jonty can break it up.

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... MARK STORMMMMMM!!!!

Everett: Mark weathered the Storm at the start of the match.. and he bounced back to get a big victory here tonight.

Amsler: Can’t take anything away from Jonty or Nevaeh tonight. They gave it there all. This match could have went either way.

Everett: Weathered the Storm.. get it..

Amsler: Yes.. I got it. Anyway sorry for the bad jokes folks, please don’t let that deter from staying with us... we will be back with you after this short break.



The camera cuts backstage inside the Palais des Sports Arena to find Prime’s Jenna Salvatore standing outside a door with a piece of tape that reads KILLJOY. She knocks and waits and when the door opens she is met with a smile from the one and only ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love

Love: Fancy meeting you here Jenna

Salvatore: Well seeing as Killjoy is about to go one on one with one half of the EWC Tag Team Champions Scorpio I figured you expect me to come a knocking

Love: Yeah I figured you would stop on by to wish Killjoy and myself good luck and tell us you are rooting for us out there

Salvatore: You know I have no rooting interest out there in that ring, that it’s a must that I stay neutral

Love: Yeah on most normal nights but this is not a normal night, Scorpio is from Rampage and Jenna you should be backing your own out there tonight, you are a Prime employee unless you are gunning for a promotion to Friday night’s?

Salvatore: Well the one good thing about Friday night’s is there is no Tommy Love…

Jenna smiles as Tommy laughs

Love: Oh you know you would miss me

Salvatore: I really doubt that but tonight Killjoy faces off with one of the very best in all of EWC in Scorpio and one who took quite the notice of the Indy Champion from his performance at World Wide

Love: For all the wrong reasons Jenna, a normal wrestler would have sat up and took notice of the way Killjoy systematically destroyed the heart and body of Nevaeh and choking the life out of her on his way to retaining the Indy Championship but no, Scorpio took notice and took exception with the way Killjoy came to the ring…

Salvatore: I don’t think he really took exception with it, more saw it as a threat to his normal over the top...well way of life…

Love: The point is Scorpio is blinded by the razzle dazzle but tonight he’s going to get a first hand look at the substance that is Killjoy Ito

Salvatore: Well it was pretty clear that Scorpio doesn’t think too highly of you…

Tommy’s mouth drops open in a fake display of shock

Love: Oh no really...does it look like I give a damn what some queen thinks? Listen I have heard everything Scorpio said before, how I’m holding Killjoy back, it’s the saddest attempt at pandering I have ever heard, let’s check the facts ok, I took this ‘young boy’ under my wing a little over a year ago with little to no wrestling experience and look at this now, Prime G1 Champion, 2 time EWC TV Champion, #2 in the Elite 15 and currently reigning and defending Prime Indy Champion...but tell me again how I’M holding him back and HOW he could be doing so much better...I’ll wait…

He looks at Jenna and then smiles

Love: It would be like me finding Georgie Nickles and pulling her aside and saying ‘listen dear, Scorpio is really holding you back, you could do SO MUCH better if you dropped the dead weight’ but it’s none of my business, Killjoy Ito and Tommy Love are the best damn team in all of EWC, a lethal one to punch that has proven results but if Scorpion wants to yammer on about how I’m bad for Killjoy then go right ahead, you will just look foolish doing so…

Salvatore: Well you will get that when the world sees you as a life sucking parasite…

Love: Funny darling I hope Scorpio is still laughing after tonight, he wanted to go on this GRAND Brand tour well the closing night bring him to Prime and face to face with Prime’s Ace, Killjoy Ito and tonight we draw a curtain on this over blown and over hyped tour that has played to lukewarm reviews. Killjoy will step into the spotlight that Scorpio believes is his and steal the show like he does each and every week where on Prime and will send Scorpio back to Rampage the beaten understudy that he is…

Tommy starts to clap

Love: Bravo...BRAVO!!!!!

MATCH #4
»SINGLES«
Killjoy Ito
Vs Scorpio

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The lights fade out as ‘Deeper Deeper’ 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.

Reid: Introducing first, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 235lbs… accompanied by Tommy Love… he is the EWC Indy Champion… KILLJOY ITO!

Everett: The Indy Champ is here! Tonight we’re looking at a cross-brand all-champions high-flying extravaganza, and Killjoy Ito is going to BRING IT.

Amsler: Tommy Love has had some choice things to say about Killjoy’s opponent tonight, but you can be sure Ito will be doing all he can to back each and every word.

'Iconic' - Madonna feat. Chance The Rapper hits the speakers as the house lights go down, switching to a spotlight focused on the curtain. It parts, revealing 'The S-Factor' Scorpio stood behind, a hand on his hip, the other raised above his head, cutting a beautiful silhouette. He sashays forward, a long coat dripping in jewels swaying with every step. Behind him steps Crème de la Crème, Scorpio's drag queen confidant and manager. The two look to one another and nod, before Scorpio opens his coat and drops it to the floor, revealing another stunning outfit. He steps down the ramp with a confident strut, emulating that of the catwalk models of Paris and Milan, before reaching the ring. Scorpio climbs up one set of steps as Crème climbs the other, parting the ropes to allow 'The People's Camp' in. Stepping into the middle of the ring Scorpio raises one arm, and blows a kiss with the other, a smile forming on his beautifully made-up face.

Reid: Please welcome, from London, England, weighing in at 205 lbs... accompanied by Crème de la Crème… he is one half of the EWC World Tag Team Champions… 'The S-Factor'... 'The People's Camp'... Scorpio!

Everett: The S-Factor was on a roll until he hit FSW, coming up short against Draco Lazarus, but he’ll be looking to get his EWC Tour back on track.

Amsler: Can’t say we’ve seen anyone quite like Scorpio in PRIME before, and looking at Killjoy’s face, he CERTAINLY hasn’t…

As Scorpio leans against the ropes, practicing some ballet-type stretches with his heeled boots pointed out, Killjoy simply stares on, completely bewildered by what he’s seeing…

DING DING DING

This one is nothing short of an exciting back-and-forth, high-flying, extreme-speed masterclass. The pair kick it off by trading strikes and kicks, each taking it in turn to knock the other back before firing in with another. A turning point comes as Scorpio throws a roundhouse kick only for Ito to duck the leg and sprint past Scorpio, leaping off the ropes and landing a springboard forearm smash, his Kashu. Killjoy dominates the next portion of the match as he keeps Scorpio on the mat with some clinically-placed strikes, before hauling the S-Factor up and dropping him with a bridged tiger suplex for an early-count. Killjoy keeps the offense up and floors Scorpio with a snap DDT, before going to the top rope. He raises both arms and looks for a diving double foot stomp – only for The People’s Camp to roll to the side, and Killjoy crashes to the mat, stunning himself! Taking advantage Scorpio leaps up into an enzuigiri to drop Ito and score a two-count. Scorpio takes control of the next portion of the match, wowing the crowd with a snap suplex into standing moonsault, as well as a corkscrew neckbreaker that manages to score another close two. Scorpio goes to the top, looking for a big flying move, but Killjoy is faster and climbs to the top with him. The pair begin trading shots back and forth, teetering on the edge as Tommy Love and Crème de la Crème stand below their clients, trying to urge them back onto the mat. Killjoy slams a fist into Scorpio, before Scorpio fires back with an elbow to Killjoy. The pair are stunned, before each man throws a roundhouse kick – and knocks the other down off the top to the outside!

Everett: WOAH! Both men crashing down from the top rope to the ringside mats!

Amsler: The referee’s count has begun and it looks like it’s down to Love and Crème to get these two back into it!

Scorpio and Killjoy are out of it on the ringside mats as the referee counts… ONE… Crème and Love each go to their clients, trying to help them up… TWO… however the two managers spot one another and begin to trade words… THREE… eventually they begin to full on argue with each other while Scorpio and Killjoy struggle on the floor… FOUR… Love is the first one to crack, shoving Crème de la Crème back to loud boos from the fans… FIVE… before Crème fires back with a short sharp slap to Tommy Love’s face… SIX… but Love is back in there – AND RIPS OFF CRÈME’S WIG!... SEVEN… Crème looks absolutely horrified as she’s de-wigged and screams at the top of her voice, before firing a heeled shoe up into Love’s crotch… EIGHT… Tommy Love hops around holding his groin in pain while Crème adjusts her wig again, while Scorpio and Killjoy remain laid out in pain… NINE… suddenly Crème and Love hear the count and realise how close this one is to a double count-out! They struggle their way back to their clients helping them up… TE—no! Crème and Love manage to get their clients into the ring, and the crowd cheer!

Everett: Wigs snatched, crotches kicked, but this one is still going…

Both competitors slowly struggle to their feet, still knocked for six from their fall to the outside. Scorpio stumbles up on one side and Killjoy stumbles up on the other, both men staggering back before they clash into each other. They spin around and Scorpio throws a big right hand – but Killjoy ducks it and fires a knee into his gut! The S-Factor drops to his knees and Killjoy spots the opportunity, running off the ropes and flying with his knee – Kettei-da!!! He covers the S-Factor… ONE… TWO… THREE!

DING DING DING

Reid: Here is your winner… THE EWC INDY CHAMPION…. KILLJOY ITO!

The crowd give a mix of responses to Killjoy’s win as Tommy Love and Crème de la Crème hit the ring, helping out their clients. Killjoy looks to want to shake Scorpio’s hand, only for Love to slap it away, raising his client’s arm in victory.

MATCH #5
»SINGLES«
Vanita Thompson
Vs Carter Davenport
Vs Bandana Joe Porter

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Everett: Are you ready for our second triple threat of the night? We spoil these fans.

Amsler: We sure do. We’ve got PRIMES very own Vain one Vanita Thompson taking on two new comers to PRIME in Bandana Joe Porter and Carter Davenport! This should be an interesting match.

Everett: It seems as though Vanita and Carter have history. This one could get heated pretty fast...

Amsler: I don’t think that’s a thread you want to pull on Micah.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall Introducing first, residing in Denver Colorad, weighing in at 121 pounds... ‘VAIN’ VANITA THOMPSON!!!!

Throes of Perdition' by Trivium blasts over the PA system as Vanita walks down to the ring.

Reid: Her opponent, residing Lubbock Texas, weighing in at 234 pounds... ‘THE BLACKSTORM’ CARTER DAVENPORT!!!

The arena goes black and ‘When the wolves cry out’ by Miracle of Sound begins to play as Carter Davenport makes his way down to the ring.

Reid: And there opponent... from Biloxi, Mississippi USA... weighing in at 297 pounds... BANDANA JOE PORTER!!!

Lights go black, and the Sound of A Chopper Revving Up is heard loud throughout the Arena as "Bad To The Bone Plays and Bandana Joe Porter walks down to the ring.

DING DING DING

The bell has only just rang and Vanita goes straight after Carter, tackling him through the middle ropes as they both fall to the outside. Carter gets to his feet as Vanita pounces on him he falls onto the ramp. Vanita is on top of Carter smashing him with stiff straight shots to the face. Carter manages to push Vanita off of him, it seems like she’s busted his nose open. Vanita again launches herself at Carter, but this time he catches her and hits a belly to belly suplex onto the ramp. As he gets up Porter comes from behind him, grabbing a handful of his hair and swinging him into the fan barricade. Porter then picks up Vanita over his shoulder and carries her into the ring.

Once in the ring Porter hits a viscous backbreaker on Vanita, but instead of dropping her Porter picks Vanita up and hits another backbreaker on her and then another and another. After the fifth backbreaker Porter throws Vanita half way across the ring like it was nothing. Carter then gets back into the ring and starts hitting stiff hard shots to Porter, but the big man doesn’t seem fazed as he shoves Carter across the ring. Carter bounces off of the ropes and comes back, smashing Porter in the face with a forearm smash. This only angers Porter who picks Carter up and hits a AA spinebuster on him.

Everett: Wow the strength of Bandana Joe Porter is crazy! Carter is not a small man but Porter is throwing him around the ring like he’s a chew toy.

Amsler: Porter is a scary individual indeed... looks like he’s making a pin attempt from that spinebuster.

Porter pins Carter but at the two count Vanita suddenly comes flying through the air from the top turnbuckle, she hits a flying elbow drop right on top of Porter which breaks the count. As Porter tries to get to his feet Vanita then catches him with a roundhouse kick to the jaw which stuns him, causing him to tumble back onto the mat. Then with amazing speed and agility Vanita leaps to the top rope again and then jumps off, hitting a high frog splash straight onto Porter. Vanita goes for the pin but Porter throws her off him at the two count.

Carter is now on his feet, he boots Porter straight in the face stunning the big man’s Carter then wipes his hand over his bloody nose and sets his sights on Vanita who’s getting to her feet. Vanita throws a left punch at Cater but he blocks it and then grabs her by the hair. Tugging her hair straight back, Carter brings his fist down on Vanitas throat as she crumples to floor, struggling to breath. Carter then puts his boot on Vanitas throat and tries to choke her out.

Amsler: Oh come on is Carter Davenport trying to win this match or murder Vanita Thompson?

Everett: Well Vanita did bust his nose open.

Carter is so busy trying to make Vanita pass out he doesn’t see Porter charge at him. As Carter turns his head Porter smashes into him with a clothesline from hell. Porter then picks Carter up by the throat, lifting him high in the air and slamming him onto the mat with a chokeslam.

Porter then turns towards Vanita, he picks her up by the throat and attempts a chokeslam but she kicks him in the gut as he lifts her. As Porter drops Vanita, she kicks him in the gut a second time and then grabs his head and hits him with her DDT finisher The Vain Mirror. Vanita pins Porter as the ref counts, she get the win!

DING DING DING

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

Everett: Vanita did, she stepped into the ring against two big men and she came out on top.

Amsler: Despite Carter trying to break her windpipe.

Everett: Carter Davenport and Bandana Joe Porter both showed how lethal and dangerous in the ring they are. I can’t went to see them in act... wait a minute something’s happening in the ring!

The camera pans to the ring as Carter Davenport and Vanita Thompson are in each other’s face, then it erupts and they both start beating the crap out of each other. Security and multiple referees rush into the ring to try and pull them apart.

Amsler: This match has ended in chaos my god... well while the officials try and regain some control in the ring, we will be back after this break.

EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
Fabian Dufresne
Vs Jordan Sharpe

Everett: Now its time for our main event of the evening, and boy have I been looking forward to this one. We’ve got Jordan Freakin Sharpe taking on The Man With the Midas Touch Fabian Dufresne... and the EWC Television Championship is on the line!!!
Amsler: These two guys have had a lot to say about each other in the build up to this match, and I love it! Have you heard Fabian Dufresne go on about this so called conspiracy that’s going on in PRIME, that the powers that be are controlling everything and they are trying to make Jordan Sharpe out to be the unlikeliest champion in EWC history when in actual fact Fabian claims Sharpe is the conspiracy’s puppet! Strong words!

Everett: I think Fabian could be right, there could be a conspiracy going on, and Jordan Sharpe just loves playing up to this underdog mantel. It’s sickening. Although I will say Fabian saying that if he wins the title he take it and leave PRIME, go to a different brand.... nah... not a fan of that. PRIME is the only place to be in the EWC. Forget the rest of those other inferior brands. So I’m torn in two about this match... I hope they both lose.... can’t we just give the title back to Killjoy and Tommy Love?

Amsler: Unbelievable, Micah are you serious? Look both of these men have talent in abundance! Jordan Sharpe earned his right to be the champ and Fabian earned his right to to challenge the champ! There is no conspiracy, it’s utter nonsense from Fabian if you ask me, he’s playing mind games, but he better be careful because I think his words may have lit a fire inside of Jordan Sharpe! As Jordan said when he first came to PRIME he was getting the crap kicked out of him, he had to scratch and claw for everything he’s earned! And he’s out to prove a point to Fabian and the entire EWC tonight.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the EWC Television Championship.....Introducing first, from Milwaukee.. Wisconsin , weighing in at 200 pounds... He is the Man with the Midas Touch.... FABIAN DUFRESNE!!!!!

The horizontal hold of the TV screen gets messed with, then the vertical hold of the TV screen gets messed with, then the whole picture gets messed with. Finally, just as you’re about 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. With a cocky grin the blonde haired bastard wears a pair of lined sunglasses and brightly colored ring gear as he begins to make his way down to the ring. As the fans reach out looking to make contact Fabian just backs off and swats at them as if they were flies, he then begins to complain towards EWC event security trying to have as many of the mouthbreathers kicked out of the arena as possible.

Everett: Fabian Defresne defeated Faith Rivers back in Germany during the European tour to finally earn his shot at the TV title here tonight! Remember he’s been chasing this championship for a while now. He’s had opportunities to earn his chance at this prize and now he’s just one step away from being an EWC champion, and I think he might just do it. He’s got that Midas touch, Fabian Dufresne is money!

Amsler: Fabian certainly thinks he’s all that but he needs to be weary of Jordan Sharpe tonight. JFS won’t let go of the title without a fight.

Everett: JFS.. what are you two best buds now? Look the fact is how can Jordan Sharpe be an unlikely champion? Stitches, Killjoy Ito, Xavier Reid... all huge names here in the EWC and Jordan Sharpe has defeated every one of them! He beat the king himself Draco Lazarus for crying out loud! Fabian has a point... the conspiracy is real... and Jordan Sharpe is the establishments puppet.

Amsler: I actually can’t even bare to listen to the rubbish coming from your mouth right now. Jordan Sharpe did not just walk into PRIME and defeat all of those big names that you mentioned! He has had to work hard and fight tooth and nail to even get a shot at fighting guys like Stitches and Xavier Reid. The fact is that Fabian Dufresne has been totally ignorant and disrespectful towards everything Jordan Sharpe has worked his ass off to achieve! He’s offended the television champion and he might just pay the price for that tonight!

Reid: His opponent, from Woodstock, NB, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds... he is the EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION.... JORDAN ‘FREAKING’ SHARPEEEEE!!!

It’s pitch black when ‘Mein Herz Brennt' by Rammstein begins to play and then as the lyrics begin it changes to deep red and Sharpe comes down to the ring. He really is indifferent to his entrance and doesn't care to even react or do anything.

DING DING DING

Sharpe goes to lock up with Fabian as the bell rings, but Fabian drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Sharpe looks annoyed as Fabian struts around the ring, the fans booing and jeering his every step and he’s loving it. After a brief moment of Fabian trolling the fans in the front row as they shout abuse at him, Jordan Sharpe has decided he’s seen enough. The fans cheer as Sharpe exits the ring and charges around at Fabian who sees him coming too late. Sharpe smashes into Fabian with a lariat that nearly takes his head clean off of his shoulders as his body flips over and he hits the floor hard.

Sharpe picks Fabian up by the hair and runs him head first into the ring post which gets a loud cheer from the fans. Sharpe isn’t letting up, as he picks Fabian up again and rolls him into the ring, following quickly behind. Once in the ring Sharpe gets on top of Fabian and starts pummeling him with forearm smashes and elbow strikes to head.

Everett: Oh come on! Those are stiff illegal shots to the head! The ref needs to get control of Jordan Sharpe!

Amsler: Sharpe is like a man possessed and to be honest I think Fabian is getting what he deserves, he’s brought a viscous side of Jordan Sharpe out tonight that we’ve rarely seen in the past.

Sharpe gets off of Fabian and tries to pull him up to his feet, and with the refs view obscured Fabian rakes Sharpes eyes. Sharpe stumbles, holding his face as Fabian gets to his feet pushes him backwards. Sharpe falls back and bangs into the referee who hits the floor like a sack of potato’s.

As Sharpe gets back to his feet he only has a moment to asses the situation, seeing the ref is out cold before Fabian hits his multiple low blows move he calls Nutshots for Everyone! After smashing Sharpes nuts multiple times, Fabian runs off of the ropes and back towards Sharpe, hitting his Claymore kick finisher he calls the Golden ticket! Fabian pins Sharpe.... but the referee is still out cold!

Everett: Fabian Dufresne has the win! Somebody get another referee out here!

Amsler: You are watching living proof that karma does exist folks! Jordan Sharpe doesn’t deserve to lose the championship this way!

Fabian bangs on the mat and shouts at the referee to get up but it’s clear the referee isn’t getting up any time soon. Fabian has had enough, he rolls out of the ring and collects a steel chair from the time keepers area. Fabian folds the chair up and slides back into the ring as Jordan Sharpe starting to stir as Fabian stalks him, chair in hand. As Sharpe crawls to the ropes and uses them to pull himself to his feet, he turns just in time to see Fabian rushing towards him with the chair. Just as Fabian raises the chair, Sharpe bounces off of the ring ropes and big boots the chair into Fabians face. Fabian collapses to the floor, dropping the chair and rolling out of the ring. Sharpe follows Fabian to the outside.

Fabian, still stunned from the chair shot, pulls himself up to his feet at the announce table just as Sharpe tackles him. Both men end up on the announce table trading blows as the referee is still out cold in the ring. Sharpe pulls Fabian to his feet, picking him up and hitting a spine buster right through the announce table!! The fans are on there feet cheering and chanting as both men lie in a crumpled heap with the remains of the announce table all around them.

Holy sh*t... Holy sh*t....Holy sh*t...

Amsler: My god this match has been carnage from the minute the bell rung and now Sharpe and Fabian have just went through the announce table right in front of us!

The referee is finally back on his feet as he starts to count Fabian and Sharpe out. Amazingly Fabian is the first to come alive, he gets to his hands and knees, crawling towards the ring as the ref is up to a four count. Sharpe pulls himself to his feet just as Fabian rolls into the ring. As Sharpe gets into the ring Fabian suddenly pulls out a super kick from nowhere catching Sharpe square on the chin. Fabian still looks dazed from being put through the announce table as he leans against the ropes, trying to regain some energy. After a moment, and with Sharpe laying flat out in the middle of the ring Fabian climbs out to the ring apron, then he leaps onto the top rope and hits a beautiful springboard 450 splash on Sharpe. Fabian makes the pin...
ONE...
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TWO
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THRE....Sharpe gets a shoulder up at the last second!!!

Everett: Bah Gawd!!! I thought Fabian had the win there, what a magical 450 splash he just pulled off there. Got to give credit to Sharpe for kicking out.

Fabian tugs on his his hair in frustration as he gets in the referees face and tells him that was a three count. Turning his attention back towards Sharpe, Fabian grabs a hold of his hair and shouts in his face before slapping him hard. This just seems to wake Sharpe up, and the anger on his face is evident. As Fabian tries to slap him in the face again, Sharpe bounces up and clocks Fabian with a European uppercut, stunning him. Sharpe starts hitting Fabian with rapid knee and elbow strikes, backing him into the corner. Sharpe headbutts Fabian square in the face, then as he leans agains the corner stunned, Sharpe back off to the opposite corner and then rushes back toward him. Sharpe hits Fabian with his move the freakin boot! As Fabian falls to the floor, Sharpe makes the pin....
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TWO
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THRE....The ref breaks the count! Fabian somehow got his foot on the bottom rope. Sharpe can’t believe it, shaking his head.

Amsler: What do either of these guys have to do to put the other one away! This is what you call a proper championship battle.

Sharpe picks Fabian up and whips him off of the ropes, as Fabian comes back at him Sharpe tries to hit a clothesline but Fabian ducks under the arm. He hooks his arms around Sharpes waist and with all his power throws him back for a release German suplex. Sharpe, holding his back tries to get back to his feet. Fabian rushes at him and hits one of his moves the Gordian Knot on Sharpe. Instead of pinning Fabian runs off of the ropes and springboards off of the middle ropes, moonsaulting backwards, as he does this Sharpe rolls out of the way. Fabian lands on his feet, and as he turns Sharpe charges at him, hitting him with his finisher The BFPT!!! Sharpe falls on Fabian, covering him in the process as the ref makes the count....
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TWO
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THREE!!!!

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... and still the EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION.... JORDAN ‘FREAKING’ SHARPE!!!!

Everett: That was a war, I have to admit! Fabian Dufresne showed the entire EWC that he is one of the brightest talents this company has to offer!

Amsler: He certainly did but in the end Jordan Sharpe retains his championship and the heart and desire, the will to win from this man is just astonishing.

Everett: I’d like to see a rematch, but I’ll admit Jordan Sharpe is proving to be a worthy champion.

Amsler: JFS has proved how much the title means to him tonight. Well folks we are out of time, thanks for joining us tonight on PRIME!! We will see you soon.

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END SCREEN

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SEGMENT WRITERS

El PABLO
FAITH RIVERS
NEVAEH 
CANDY 
KILLJOY ITO

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MATCH WRITERS

MATCH ONE
WRITER: HUSH

MATCH TWO
WRITER: HUSH 

MATCH THREE
WRITER: CYRUS

MATCH FOUR
WRITER: SCORPIO

MATCH FIVE
WRITER: CYRUS

MATCH SIX
WRITER: CYRUS

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RECAP OF WINNERS

SINGLES MATCH 
El Pablo Vs La Muerte
WINNER: El Pablo

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SINGLES MATCH 
Rafe White  Vs Faith Rivers
WINNER: Rafe White

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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH 
Jonty Kelly vs Mark Storm vs Nevaeh 
WINNER: Mark Storm  pinned Nevaeh 

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SINGLES MATCH 
Killjoy Ito Vs Scorpio
WINNER: Killjoy Ito

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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Vanita Thompson vs Carter Davenport vs Bandana Joe Porter
WINNER: Vanita Thompson pinned Bandana Joe Porter 

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SINGLES MATCH TYPE / EWC TELEVISION TITLE
Fabian Dufrenese Vs Jordan Sharpe
WINNER: Jordan Sharpe [Still EWC TV Champion] 

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MVP(s) OF THE NIGHT: Jordan Sharpe & Killjoy Ito
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Killjoy Ito vs Scorpio 

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