PRIME #55 - Live from Multiple Locations - 09.01.19
Sept 2, 2019 15:26:58 GMT -6
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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 #55
SEPTEMBER 1st 2019
MAIN EVENT LIVE! FROMTHE CLAUDELANDS ARENA IN HAMILTON, NEW ZEALAND
PRIME
EPISODE #55
SEPTEMBER 1st 2019
MAIN EVENT LIVE! FROMTHE CLAUDELANDS ARENA IN HAMILTON, NEW ZEALAND
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. Jordan Freaking Sharpe, Killjoy Ito, La Muerte, Nevaeh, Faith Rivers, Carlos Ruiz, Rafe White, Jonty Kelly, Aoen Khronos, Vanita Thompson, El Pablo, Richard Garcia, Bandana Joe Porter and Fabian Dufresne are all featured.
After one final pan over the crowd...
The camera centers on ringside at the Claudelands Arena, where Micah Everett and Sandra Amsler sit. As soon as they notice the camera, both commentators smile.
Micah Everett: G'day mate! Put another shrimp on the barbie!
Sandra Amsler: That's Australia
Everett: Is it?
Amsler: It is. But hotter than a barbeque anywhere is the action tonight. Mere days after the huge main event at Night Of Champions, Prime's representatives Killjoy Ito and Jordan Sharpe will be in action tonight as will the top contenders to their titles.
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MATCH #1
»SINGLES«
Le Meurte
Vs eNaiT
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»SINGLES«
Le Meurte
Vs eNaiT
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Everett: So let’s dive straight into the action shall we? We’ve got one of the newest additions to the PRIME roster the space pirate eNaiT taking on death himself Le Muerte. This should be an interesting bout to open the show!
Amsler: Indeed it should, you’ve got the hard hitting and uncompromising style of eNaiT clashing with the quickness and ring awareness of Le Muerte.
Everett: I’ll call it right now.. Le Muerte is to experienced and big for the smaller eNaiT, I mean did you see Triple M rag doll her around the ring last time out on PRIME. This is going to be a repeat. Trust me.
Amsler: Trust you? HA! Fuck that. I’ll use my own judgement thank you very much. Did Le Muerte not also lose last time out on PRIME to Vanita Thompson? He also lost out on a spot at night of champions and a chance to fight for the number on contendership to the TV championship. There are no favorites here... both of these superstars are looking to bounce back here tonight.
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall, Making her way to the ring, from Planet Quartex. She weighs in at 130lbs. She is the "Quasonic Disruptor" eeeeeeNaiT!!!
The arena darkens as the Victorian sounds of "Armageddon" by Marc Jungermann trickle through the PA system. eNaiT comes out to the ramp and makes a Vulcan salute with one hand, and punches it with the other before marching down the ramp towards the ring quickly afterwards.
Reid: Her opponent, weighing in at 210 pounds... residing in your nightmares.... he is the Nightmare.. the Night Stalker... the Dream killer... Le MUERTE!!!!
Thrill Switch' by Cut One plays as Le Muerte makes his way out to the ring.
DING DING DING
Le Muerte sizes eNaiT up as she moves from side to side, taunting him as she goes. Suddenly Le Muerte catches eNaiT off guard by charging at her and connecting with a step up enziguri. Le Muerte picks eNaiT up onto his shoulders but as he does she sneakily digs a thumb into his eye causing him to drop her and stumble back. The referee didn’t quite see what happened but he can sense that eNaiT was up to no good, as he has a word with her. eNaiT doesn’t seem to care as she pushes passed the ref and grabs a hold of Le Muerte and hitting him with a codebreaker. eNaiT makes the pin but Le Muerte kicks out at two.
eNaiT looks frustrated as she bangs on the mat and holds her three fingers in the air and shouts abuse at the referee. This gives Le Muerte time to crawl over to the ring ropes just as eNaiT charges at him again, he rolls to the side and springs to his feet. As eNaiT hits the ropes and turns towards him, Le Muerte, quick as a flash, pounces forward and hits his own version of the superkick he calls Khaos Theory on her!
Everett: Oh my Le Muerte hitting a sweet super kick on eNaiT! It’s all over!
Amsler: Not yet it’s not! Le Muerte still seems to have trouble seeing properly after that thumb to the eye at the start of the match!
Le Muerte rubs his left eye for a moment before scrambling towards eNaiT but it’s too late as she rolls out of the ring and falls onto the hard outside flooring. Le Muerte does not look happy as he leans over the ropes and stares down at eNaiT on the outside who is slowly getting to her feet.
As eNaiT gets to her feet and ref gets to a six count, Le Muerte suddenly breaks into a sprint and launches himself over the top rope with a suicide somersault senton towards eNaiT but she dives out of the way at the last second and Le Muerte hits the floor with a sickening thud.
Amsler: Oh my word Le Muerte just hit the outside floor like a sack of potatoes! He’s done for surely, we might need medics out here.
Everett: No way! Let the match continue! eNaiT looks pleased with the situation anyway.
The camera cuts to eNaiT who has jumped onto the ring apron, she takes a run and jumps towards Le Muerte on the outside, hitting a frog splash on him. Le Muerte looks be out cold as eNaiT gets to her feet and bends over him, laughing in his face. She gives him a few sharp stomps to the body before dragging him back into the ring.
Once in the ring eNaiT grabs Le Muerte from behind with a roll up pin. As the ref counts eNaiT can be seen using her feet on the ropes as leverage. The ref spots it at the last minute and breaks the pin. As eNaiT protests her innocence and argues with the ref Le Muerte suddenly reaches up and pulls eNaiT over with a roll up pin of his own. The ref again goes for the count but again at the last second he spots that Le Muerte has a handful of eNaiT tights as leverage. The ref breaks the pinfall up again and this time is Le Muerte who protests to the ref. eNaiT kips up to her feet and leaps towards Le Muerte but he sees eNaiT coming and catches her with a roundhouse kick, before picking her up and hitting his package piledriver finisher he calls Fear is real. Le Muerte makes the pin and gets the win.
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... LE MUERTE!!!!
Everett: Le Muerte takes home a victory and claims another victim!!!
Amsler: eNaiT proved to be a tough customer for death tonight, and that’s not easy.
Everett: Yeh I’ll admit she impressed tonight, there’s a bright future for her here. Both of them pulled out the stops tonight.
Amsler: We will back right back with you after this commercial break.
From the backstage area of the Eventfinda Stadium, Nevaeh is getting ready to speak before her match when a crumpled up piece of paper hits the side of her head.
Nevaeh: You’ve got to be kidding me?!
Nev catches it before it hits the ground. This was almost second nature to her now. She swore she could catch these papers in her sleep if she had to. As camera pan out, Hush is seen not too far off leaning against a wall. He seems a bit amused by her reaction. After eyeing him for a moment, Nev lets out a sigh while opening the paper to see what he said. Despite her irritation, a smile comes over her features.
Nevaeh: What he said.
Nev turns the paper around and holds it up to the camera for all to see.
It reads: 'I beat Stalker, now you will too!'
The scene fades on those words.
MATCH #2
»SINGLES«
Stalker
Vs Nevaeh
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»SINGLES«
Stalker
Vs Nevaeh
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Everett: Welcome back folks, and the action continues, we’ve got former BRAWL superstar Stalker making his PRIME debut against one of the best on our roster Nevaeh, who’s looking to push herself back into the title scene with a win tonight.
Amsler: This is a real test for Stalker, sure he’s bigger and stronger than Nevaeh but she’s smart and PRIME is her back yard, she knows how to navigate these waters.
Everett: Nevaeh won her last match on PRIME in a triple threat, while Stalker is looking to get off to a winning start and make a name for himself on a new brand. This’ll be interesting to say the least.
Amsler: I just wonder how Nevaeh will cope with Stalkers size, the man is a beast. He’s over a foot bigger than her.
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall Introducing first, residing in Salisbury, Maryland... weighing in at 328 pounds... STALKER!!!!
Rest in Peace by Jim Johnston as Stalker charges out to the ring like a man on a mission.
Reid: His 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. 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.
DING DING DING
Nevaeh goads Stalker to come at her as the bell rings, then when the big man moves forward Nevaeh drops to the floor and rolls out of the ring. Stalker leans against the ropes and shouts at Nevaeh to get back into the ring as she slowly struts around, the fans booing her with every step she takes and she’s loving it. Stalker has had enough, he steps over the top rope and onto the ring apron to go after her but Nevaeh is alert and she sprints to the ring apron and swipes Stalkers legs from underneath him causing him to crash onto the ring apron back first and the onto the outside floor.
Nevaeh unleashes a fury of kicks into Stalker as he lays on the floor, but the big man tries to power himself to his feet so Nevaeh cracks him on the side of the face with a spinning back fist that sends him back to the floor. Nevaeh slides into the ring and poses on the mat, looking please with herself as the referee tries to count Stalker out.
Everett: Stalker may have the size advantage but you can’t out smart Nevaeh on her own show.
Amsler: Nevaeh can’t get to cocky, Stalker isn’t going down without a fight.
The referee is up to a seven count as Nevaeh makes a yawn gesture as she tells the referee to her up. Suddenly Stalker is on his feet and in the ring as a visibly annoyed Nevaeh rushes at him but the big man is ready this time, and he catches Nevaeh straight in the face with his trademark big boot move. Nevaeh looks out of the count, sprawled across the mat but instead of pinning Stalker picks Nevaeh up off her feet and body slams her. Stalker seems to be intent on hurting Nevaeh as he again picks her up, this time on his shoulder as he hits a running powerslam before finally making the pin. As the ref counts Nevaeh somehow gets her hand on the bottom rope causing the pin to be broken up.
Stalker takes some time to regain energy as he stands over Nevaeh. He then attempts to pick her up onto her shoulder again, as he does this, with his back turned to the ref Nevaeh rakes her fingernails down his face. Stalker winces in pain, as Nevaeh wiggles off of his shoulders, she rushes off of the ropes and back at him, hitting a Lou Thesz Press then repeatedly bashing Stalkers head off of the mat. Nevaeh then quickly locks in a Seated Fujiwara Armbar on Stalker.
Amsler: Nevaeh has the submission locked in. If she could get him to tap out that would be quite something
Everett: Can you really see that happening?
Nevaeh has the armbar locked in tight as Stalker pushes himself up off of his feet with his free arm. Nevaeh won’t let go of the submission as Stalker picks her up off of her feet. Nevaeh senses that Stalker about to break free so she lets go of the submission and runs off of the ropes.
As Nevaeh comes back at Stalker she launches herself towards himself and hits a bad ass spear... but Stalker, although hurting gets back to his feet immediately. Nevaeh again sprints off of the ropes and back at Stalker hitting a second spear but again Stalker, holding his stomach, pulls himself to his feet as Nevaeh again this time with added force runs at him and hits a third spear! After a few months incredibly Stalker is again starting to get to his feet, but this time Nevaeh hits him with her finisher Fall from Grace! Nevaeh makes the pin and gets the win.
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... NEVAEH!!!
Everett: Another big victory for Nevaeh but man did it take her a lot to put the big man down for the count.
Amsler: Three Spears and a fall from grace to be precise. Nevaeh has showed her ruthlessness though, she didn’t give up, she just kept plugging away at Stalker until she got the win she craved for.
Everett: Stalker impressed me to tonight. He will be a force to be reckoned with on PRIME.
Amsler: Up next we’ve got the returning Nostalgia going up against one of the best we’ve got around these parts, Vanita Thompson.
MATCH #3
»SINGLES«
Nostalgia
Vs Vanita Thompson
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»SINGLES«
Nostalgia
Vs Vanita Thompson
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Everett: Nostalgia is back! He’s been traveling the globe with Ashley Brizzie but now the lure of competing in an EWC ring has grabbed a hold of him, so here he is and this time he’s on the PRIME brand... and he’s got a hell of fight on his hands tonight against the number one contender to the Television championship!
Amsler: Oh yes Nostalgia loves a challenge so I’m sure he will relish this fight, but Vanita is on a roll now and she’s got the bit between her teeth because after her big win at Night of Champions she knows she’s got a shot at JFS’s Television Championship locked in.
Everett: Yup I gotta admit Vanita might take advantage of Nostalgias ring rust here, I mean she wrestles all over America and Nostalgia is just getting back into the swing of things... but the thing is, much like our previous match Nostalgia is over a foot bigger gab Vanita, so this is a challenge that she might struggle with!
Amsler: Nostalgia is a big game player, no matter how long he’s been away from a ring for. He will be ready for this, and he’ll need to be to defeat Vanita Thompson.
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall, Introducing first... Hailing from Pine Barrens, NJ…weighing in at 294 pounds...The Prophet of Pain….NOSTALGIAAAA!
The beat to “Headstrong” by Trapt begins playing throughout the arena as a the lights go out and a red spotlight circles the arena. The red spotlight gets to the ramp entrance to find Nostalgia through the curtain. He slowly makes his way out to ring.
Reid: And his opponent... from Denver, Colorado... weighing in at 121 pounds... VANITA THOMPSON!!!
Throes of Perdition by Trivium plays as Vanita Thompson makes her way out to the ring.
DING DING DING
Nostalgia sticks a hand towards Vanita as the match begins, Vanita looks like she’s ready to reciprocate the handshake gesture when she suddenly kicks Nostalgia in the gut and whips him off of the ropes. Vanita hits a roundhouse kick on Nostalgia as he comes back at her. Wasting no time, Vanita leaps to the top turnbuckle and leaps towards Nostaliga with a frog splash but he moves out of the way at the last minute and Vanita hits the mat hard.
Nostalgia picks Vanita up by the hair with one hand, then hoists her onto his shoulders and drops her neck first on the mat with a vicious powerbomb. Nostalgia runs off of the ropes and back at a downed Vanita, leaping in the air and hitting a big splash on her. Nostalgia hooks the leg and makes the pin but Vanita gets the shoulder up at the two count. Nostalgia spins towards Vanitas legs, pulls her over onto her belly and locks in the Ankle Lock.
Everett: For a big guy Nostalgia really does move around the ring well. He’s well versed in technical wrestling.
Amsler: He certainly is, but power is his main game. Look at the way he dropped Vanita on her neck with that powerbomb, very nasty. And now he has the ankle lock on her, it could be all over.
Vanita reaches out towards the ropes in a desperate bid to break the submission hold but just as she’s about to grab onto the bottom rope Nostalgia pulls her back towards the center of the ring while keeping the ankle lock firmly in place. The ref repeatedly asks Vanita if she wants to give up, as she tugs on her hair she screams no towards the official. The sweat is dripping off of Nostalgia now as he tries to keep a firm grip on the hold. Vanita senses an opening as she rolls around onto her back and lashes out a foot which catches Nostalgia in the face, and as he stumbles back Vanita pulls herself towards the ropes, pulling herself to her feet. As Nostalgia charges back towards Vanita she breaks into a sprint of her own, catching Nostalgia off guard as she lunges at him, connecting with a sick looking spear which causes the crowd to come off of there feet and cheer loudly.
Nostalgia is breathing heavy and looks out of it on the mat but Vanita is still hurting from that earlier powerbomb as she lays inches from him, also breathing heavy. Vanita eventually throws an arm over Nostaliga for the pin, and as the refs hand slaps the mat for the two count Nostalgia gets his shoulder up.
Amsler: Oh man I thought Vanita had sneaked the win with that spear out of nowhere!
Everett: It just took her too long to make the pin, her neck is clearly hurting still, but Nostalgia isn’t looking to good himself. That spear knocked the wind out of him.
Vanita is first to get feet as she leans against the ropes holding her neck. Nostalgia is on his knees as Vanita comes at him, hitting multiple punches and kicks to his body. Nostalgia shoves Vanita backs and gets to his feet as she comes back at him, she tries to hit her spinning wheel kick she calls The Vain Shot but Nostalgia catches her leg and flips her into the air. Amazingly Vanita lands back on her feet, as she charges at Nostalgia again and catches him with a knee to the face.
Nostalgia falls back onto the ropes and bounces back towards Vanita, and this time she catches him with her spinning wheel kick move she calls The Vain Shot. Nostalgia sways on his feet, before he collapses to the mat Vanita grabs him and hooks his arms, planting him on the mat for her Double DDT move she calls The Vain Mirror!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... VANITA THOMPSON!!!
Everett: Vanita wins and keeps her momentum going.
Amsler: Very impressive from both of these competitors tonight. Nostalgia hasn’t missed a beat. Vanita will be a handful for Jordan Sharpe when the times comes for her to challenge for the Television Championship.
Everett: I personally can’t wait to see what’s next for Nostalgia.
Amsler: Don’t go anywhere, we will be right back after this short break.
From the MacTron, we see a previously recorded message from Faith Rivers. She has a smile on her face as she starts to speak.
Faith: It’s no secret that things haven’t gone all that well for me lately. First I came up short in the Fatal Fourway, then I failed to capture the #1 Contendership to the Indy Championship. But I made sure to get myself back on track inside the BMO Centre last night for Thunder III. I won that match in dominating fashion. I forced Vanita to tap out. What a moment that was for me. But I’m still not completely satisfied. I want more than one win at a time. Which is exactly what I’ll be getting when I return to Prime in two weeks time. Because I won’t stop until I’m victorious. So I hope the Prime Roster was paying attention, because any of them could be the one who’s left Faithless next!
Faith looks and sounds more determined than ever as she fades from the MacTron.
MATCH #4
»SINGLES«
El Pablo
Vs Triple M
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»SINGLES«
El Pablo
Vs Triple M
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Everett: Welcome back to Prime, where we’re about to join JFS in the pre-diabetes line.
Amsler: You got sand in your crack already?
Everett: If I get hit with an errant skittle tonight, I’m suing.
Amsler: Yep, you’ve got sand in your crack. How about you just call the action?
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall Introducing first, from Miami Florida, weighing in at 275 pounds... MARVELOUS MIKE MASON!
’The Man’ by Aloe Blacc begins over the PA system and ‘Marvelous’ Mike Mason makes his way out from behind the curtain and out into the ring.
Everett: Modern day Adonis, or is he not hipster enough for you Sandy?
Amsler: You think he could squeeze that ego into a pair of skinny jeans? You’re outta your mind.
Everett: Regardless, Mikey there is on a tear lately, capitalizing in his last two matches here on Prime. And here’s hoping he can keep it going.
Amsler: Not if the Technicolor Tecnico has anything to say about it!
Reid: His/her opponent, from Tijuana England, weighing in at 195 pounds... EL PABLO!
"VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!”
“Party Hard” by Andrew WK begins to play and 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. 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 as he waits for the bell to sound.
DING DING DING
The match begins with El Pablo offering a handful of Skittles up to Mason, who slaps the sweet confections out of his hand. El Pablo’s eyes get wide before he runs the ropes, coming back at Mason for the offensive gesture with an attempt at a crossbody, but Mason snatches the smaller El Pablo from the air and drills him down with a power slam. He pulls El Pablo back to his feet, still keeping him at his chest before he flings El Pablo over his head with a belly to belly suplex. Mason is getting the upper hand, throwing El Pablo into the corner before he follows up with a charging shoulder that El Pablo leapfrogs over and instead rolls through to the opposite corner with a grin and a wave. Mason manages to stop short of completely hitting the turnbuckle with his shoulder and as he turns around, El Pablo jumps up catches him with a headscissors takedown. Both men get back to their feet, and El Pablo hits a sitout jaw breaker that earns him a near fall.
Everett: Mike Mason, thank God, missed destroying his shoulder into the corner. What a smart maneuver.
Amsler: One El Pablo has capitalized on, it’s been the Technicolor Tecnico from here on out!
Everett: Please! My man here is just biding his time until his sugar rush wears off.
Amsler: The wait and see approach isn’t a very good one, for the record.
As both men are back to their feet, El Pablo goes for a dropkick that Mason evades, and as El Pablo hits the mat he’s followed down with a knee drop across the back of his head. El Pablo clutches his skull and kicks his feet as the crowd boos and Mike Mason hauls El Pablo back up to his feet. He locks El Pablo’s arms behind his back before snapping back with the Marvelous Plex! He gets a 2 count, and El Pablo manages to kick out somehow as Mason argues with the referee that it should’ve been three. As Mason turns around, El Pablo delivers a kick from the mat to the calf of Mason that makes him take a step back before he comes at El Pablo again. This time, El Pablo hits a drop toe hold he sends Mason throat first into the second rope before he reaches into his pocket and the crowd is on their feet. Mason turns around, coughing from the snake eyes and El Pablo nails him with Facepainter! Skittles go flying, and El Pablo drops down on top of Mike Mason and hooks the leg.
1!
2!
3!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... EL PABLO!
Everett: I swear, if there’s a Skittle in my suit pocket...
Amsler: Oh taste the rainbow you whiny tool.
Everett: And now we’re going from getting candy thrown on us, to captain Tide pods himself.
Amsler: You shouldn’t try to be the witty one Everett. But you’re not wrong. We’ve got Richard Garcia and Jordan FREAKIN’ Sharpe up next!
Amsler: Welcome back to the Claudelands Arena in Hamilton, New Zealand. This has been a good night, so far.
Everett: It's been okay...
"Bamboleo" by the Gypsy Kings begins playing.
Everett: And now it's fucking worse!
Amsler: Oh, blow it! Carlos Ruiz is an angel!
Carlos Ruiz comes out from the back and makes his way to the ring to everyone's delight. He steps through the ropes with his alligator-skinned boots and steps into the middle of the ring.
Amsler: For almost a month and a half, Carlos Ruiz has been on the hunt for his attacker. A man that we have come to know as "The Ringmaster." Every time Carlos seems to get close to figuring this whole thing out, this "Ringmaster" comes out of nowhere to gain the upper hand. Why this man has targeted Carlos Ruiz, of all people, who knows.
Everett: But I've loved every second of it!
Carlos' music fades and he raises a microphone to his mouth.
Ruiz: Buenos dias, amigos. Carlos is happy to see all of you. Carlos come here tonight because I have important announcement to make. As you know, Carlos has been going back and forth with el Director de Circo for long time.
Everett: What the hell is el Director de Circo?
Amsler: Roughly translated, it means Ringmaster.
Everett: Couldn't he just say "Ringmaster?"
Amsler: Eat shit!
Ruiz: Well, all of this has been troubling for Carlos. I not like how things are going and Carlos not like walking around not knowing what will hit him. So Carlos has made a decision. At the Rumble in Texas, Carlos will come out of retirement because I challenge el Director de Circo to go one-on-one with me!
The crowd bursts into a roar with this news.
Amsler: Carlos Ruiz is coming back!
Everett: Oh my. What a retirement... what does that word even mean anymore? It seems like this type of stuff happens all of the time now.
Suddenly, the lights go out in the Arena. Carnival music begins to play and echoes of laughter are heard throughout the building. When the lights come back on, Carlos is alone in the ring. He is standing and unharmed. The only other thing we see is a cubed jack-in-the-box. Carlos stares at it and slowly bends over to pick it up. He cranks the handle around and around a couple of times slowly before *POP* a Jack bursts out of the lid. Pinned to the Jack's hat are the words "I accept."
Amsler: There it is! Carlos Ruiz vs The Ringmaster at Rumble in Texas!
The lights go back out again and the carnival music fades and we only hear the echoes of the laughter.
[transition out]
MATCH #5
»SINGLES«
Richard Garcia
Vs Jordan Sharpe
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»SINGLES«
Richard Garcia
Vs Jordan Sharpe
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Everett: Welcome back to the show ladies and gentlemen, are next match of the evening is JFS Vs Richard Garcia. And I’m sure we will again see our television champion get smacked around.
Amsler: Just as we all want to smack you around?
Everett: Ehhh, I don’t want to discuss it.
Amsler: I’m sure you don’t. But nevertheless, should be a good match coming up.
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall Introducing first, from Melbourne, Australia, weighing in at 213 pounds... RICHARD GARCIA!
'Live To Win' by Paul Stanley hits as the crowd get to their feet to await the man that is about to enter through the entrance curtains. Smoke billows through the entrance curtain and out onto the stage. The lights are dim and with every guitar riff during the first verse the lights flash in unison.
"Frustrated, degraded, down before you're done"
"Rejection, depression, can't get what you want"
"You ask me how I make my way"
"You ask me everywhere and why"
"You hang on every word I say"
"But the truth sounds like a lie"
"LIVE TO WIN!"
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: Richard looks pumped, full of roids. .
Amsler: How can you even say that.
Everett: with my mouth.
Amsler: sigh
Reid: His opponent, from Woodstock, NB, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds... He is the EWC Television Champion… JORDAN FREAKING SHARPE!
t's pitch black when the song 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
It’s the battle of experience as both men lock up, neither giving an inch. They break the hold and then lunge back into it, but Richard drops down and rolls out of the way to the ropes before rebounding off into a dropkick. JFS is back up to his feet just in time to eat a superkick that staggers him. Richard leaps into a stunner but JFS grabs his waist to halt momentum before landing a series of elbow strikes to the back of Garcia’s head before capping them off with a lariat to the back of the head. Garcia is getting back up to his feet. Both men acknowledge the other in a mutual show of respect.
:Everett Gah, this sappy stuff is lame.
Amsler: I happen to be enjoying the match.
Richard and JFS meet back in the middle, but Richard takes the edge following a quick stunner followed by a dragon sleeper. JFS looks out of it but comes back by rolling into a reverse DDT. Both men are up, there’s a superkick from Richard that sends JFS back into the ropes and JFS explodes out into a lariat that sends Richard backwards into the ropes. Richard explodes out into a dropkick but JFS swaps him away before pulling him up into a spinebuster followed by some mounted elbow strikes. The bell hasn't rung but JFS stands up and yells a celebration at the crowd. JFS turns to Richard who elbows him in the gut and grabs JFS for a Wasted Sacrifice. JFS manages to grab Richard and hold him long enough to drop him with a Sharpknife. He makes the cover.
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Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... JORDAN SHARPE!
Everett: I thought that was Richard Garcia's win!
Amsler: So did a lot of people. Jordan Sharpe didn't believe that and he held on, literally, for that victory
Everett: He's still the number one contender to the Indy Title though
Amsler: That he is. Speaking off the Indy Champion, Killjoy Ito is in action just after this.
The camera cuts backstage inside the Claudelands Arena as Jenna Salvatore approached the Indy Champion, who to her surprise is standing alone as he gets ready to head to the ring for tonight’s Main Event. Jenna makes a b-line towards him and taps him on the shoulder
Salvatore: Excuse me, Killjoy…
Killjoy turns and looks at her, a little unsure as to what to do
Salvatore: Firstly, I wanted to congratulate you on your performance at Night of Champions, you held your own against the other eight champions of the EWC and I’ll admit it, for a moment I thought you were going to be the one standing with the Undisputed Championship, amazing job…
Killjoy just sort of looks at her with his head at a slight tilt
Salvatore: You have had an incredible first half of 2019 winning the Prime G1, winning the TV Championship twice and capping it off with that piece of gold around your waist, the Indy Championship, just incredible but now that we are in the second half of 2019 and the hits are going to keep coming your way, i’m sure you saw, Richard Garcia became the Number One Contender to the Indy Championship at Night of Champions and tonight you meet us once again with Jonty Kelly…
She pauses wondering if Killjoy is going to make a comment on anything she is saying but he continues to just look at her
Salvatore: And the Rumble in Texas is 30 Days away and last year you had a Top Ten Finish and I have to believe you will be an early favorite this year, so I guess...what are your thoughts on this Killjoy?
Jenna holds out the microphone and Killjoy just looks at it and after about 30 seconds of dead air where Jenna sort of shakes the microphone and holds it a little close to Killjoy he smiles and looks over her head, Jenna's turns around and sort of exhales loudly as ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love walks over, Killjoy grabs him and puts him in in-between him and Jenna
Love: Lovely to see you again Miss Salvatore, I couldn’t help but to overhear you talking to Killjoy, yes he did amazing at Night of Champions and was right there in the mix at the end, it could have gone his way but we aren’t going to cry about it, congrats to Cyrus Black and we look forward to meeting him again down the road. Yes, we are aware that Richard Garcia is the new Number One Contender to the Indy Championship and look forward to casting him aside in the near future. We are excited that the Rumble is 30 days away and can’t wait to enter and give Prime it’s first Rumble winner and as for Jonty…
Tommy smiles
Love: The little Kangaroo still seems pretty bitter about losing twice to Killjoy and I get it, it’s easy to blame me for all this shortcomings but I’m not the problem Jonty, you are...you just aren’t that good inside that ring and it doesn’t matter if you bring Quinn to the ring, she isn’t going to change that fact, you can put lipstick on a pig but it’s still a pig you know…
Salvatore: But…
Love: But nothing, I didn’t touch him in that second match, sure I got up on the apron but where was Quinn to stop me, if anything you should be blaming her, hell people around here say I’m robbing Killjoy blind but damn dude, she’s killing you, she’s not doing the ONE thing you are paying her to do…#FreeJonty should be trending around here…
Jenna rolls her eyes
Salvatore: And how is Killjoy feeling after…
Love: I’m going to stop you right there, he’s fine, if he wasn’t I wouldn’t allow him to compete here tonight, he is ready to go and after tonight the only question will be what is Jonty’s latest excuse for losing...now Jenna...we have a match…
And with that Tommy and Killjoy head towards the ring
»SINGLES MATCH«
Jonty Kelly
Vs Killjoy Ito
Jonty Kelly
Vs Killjoy Ito
Everett: Annnndd now it’s main event time! Our Indy Champion Killjoy Ito, fresh off of a great showing in the insanity cage match at night of champions is taking on Jonty Kelly who has his aspersions of his own!
Amsler: Yes Jonty wants to push into that title scene and what better way to do it than by beating the Indy Champ.
Everett: Do you think Killjoy is one hundred per cent after that brutal hell he competed in at night of champions?
Amsler: Tommy Love seems to think his client is fit and ready to take on all comers so we will find out soon enough!
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall, Introducing first, from Melbourne, Australia... weighing 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. Smoke begins to fill the top of the entrance ramp. Eventually, Kelly bursts through the smoke, wearing a mouth mask with a bullet between teeth design on it. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp, makes a two finger gun on each hand and fires a shot into the crowd on either side of him. As he does so, pyro goes off on either side of him.
After making his way down the entrance ramp with his manager Quinn Collins by his side, Kelly enters the ring and immediately jumps on a turnbuckle and poses, holding up four fingers in his right hand and a two finger gun pointed downward in his left hand. Kelly then climbs down and takes off his mouth mask, ready to fight.
Reid: His opponent, from Tokyo, Japan , weighing in at 235 pounds... he is the EWC INDY CHAMPION... PRIMES ACE... KILLJOY ITO!!!
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 Indy 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 Indy championship and holds it up into the air as Tommy exits the ring and stands ringside.
DING DING DING
The action immediately cuts to outside the ring and we see Tommy Love pointing in Quinn Collins face, as Quinn just smiles back at him. With Killjoy and Kelly both looking on from inside the ring Quinn suddenly grabs a hold of Tommy’s face and plants a kiss straight on his lips causing the whole crowd to gasp.
Amsler: Um... what the hell is happening?
Everett: I mean Tommy Love does ooze a certain sex appeal don’t you think? Like a... sexy uncle?
Amsler: Eh... no... just... no...
Tommy is stunned as is the rest of the crowd, so stunned that they don’t see Jonty Kelly sliding out of the ring as it’s all happening. Kelly pulls a pair of handcuffs out of Quinns back pocket and as she releases the kiss Kelly slaps one side of the cuffs onto Tommy’s wrist much to his surprise and then the other side goes on Quinn Coles wrist. The crowd suddenly catch on to the trick that’s just been pulled as does Tommy and Killjoy in the ring who are both going nuts as the loudest cheer of the night erupts throughout the fans.
Everett: Wait what.... NO! This isn’t allowed... Tommy Love is a national treasure! You can’t treat him like this!
Amsler: I guess Uncle Tommy doesn’t have as much sex appeal as you thought Micah.
As Tommy pulls on the handcuffs, Quinn can be seen wagging her finger at him and saying “you ain’t going anywhere mister.” In the ring meanwhile, Killjoy is in the refs face protesting to him when Kelly comes from behind and swings him around, the two start to unload multiple stiff punches and kicks on one another.
Killjoy seems to be getting the better of Kelly when Kelly wraps his arms around Killjoy, lifting him and smashing him into the mat with a spine buster. Kelly then gets on top of Killjoy and begins to smash into the Indy Champions face with his fists. Tommy Love tries to get onto the ring apron but Quinn pulls him back towards her.
Killjoy shoves Kelly off of him, and as he kips up to his feet he dropkicks Kelly who stumbles towards the ropes. Killjoy rushes at Kelly and clothesline’s him over the top rope and onto the outside. Killjoy then takes a run, and leaps over the top rope with a Suicide somersault senton right on top of Kelly.
Everett: Look at the Indy champion fly! That’s why he’s the face of PRIME!
Amsler: I thought that was Jordan sharpe?
Everett: Shut up Sandra.
Tommy Love shouts abuse at Kelly as Quinn tugs on the handcuffs and pulls him back towards her again much to his anger.
Killjoy whips Kelly into the steel barricade. Killjoy then takes a run and attempts to knee Kelly in the face as he leans against the steel barricade but Kelly dives out of the way at the last second and Killjoy smashes his knee Into the barricade. As Killjoy holds his knee in pain, Kelly charges at him and hits a hard running clothesline that causes Killjoy to flip over.
Kelly hoists Killjoy up to his feet and drags him back into the ring before the ref can count them out. Once in the ring as Killjoy tries to get to his feet, Kelly stalks him from behind. When Killjoy turns around Kelly lunges forward with a super kick but Killjoy dodges the kick and grabbing a hold of Kelly he hits a dragon suplex.
Everett: Killjoy is so clever, he reads his opponents like a book.
Killjoy is holding his knee which is still in pain as Kelly is stunned on the mat. Killjoy suddenly leaps up and lands on Kelly’s chest with a double foot stomp which takes the wind out of him. As Quinn looks on in concern, Tommy love laughs uncontrollably in her face.
Amsler: Not going to lie that looked like it hurt Jonty!
Killjoy stomps on Jonty a couple of times before backing away and moving in between the ropes and onto the ring apron. Kelly seems to be struggling to breath as he tries to get to his feet. Killjoy grabs into the top ring rope and plays the waiting game as Kelly slowly stands upright. Killjoy pounces onto the top rope and springs towards Kelly, looking to hit his springboard forearm smash he calls Kushu but at the last second Kelly spins around and pounces forward, hitting Killjoy in mid-air with a superkick! The fans are on there feet applauding the action as Kelly falls on top of Killjoy for a pin. The ref makes the count....
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Everett: Oh Jonty Kelly with a sweet super kick on Killjoy who was in mid air at the time! How did Killjoy kick out of that one?
Kelly is on his feet first, he’s breathing heavy and holding his chest which still hurting from the earlier stomp. As Killjoy starts to stir Kelly runs off of the ropes, to which Tommy Love tries to reach into the ring and grab his foot but again Quinn yanks the cuff and pulls him away. Kelly smashes into Killjoy with his shining wizard move he calls Run N Gun. Kelly quickly hooks Killjoys leg up for the pin...
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Amsler: Oh I thought Jonty Kelly had pulled off the win there! What a moment that would’ve been.
Kelly hoists up to his feet as he does Killjoy catches him a throat chop and rapid multiple strikes to the chest. Kelly stumbles back as Killjoy comes forward at him then suddenly from nowhere pulls off his spinning round house kick finisher he calls JK47. Kelly falls on top of Killjoy again and makes the pin...
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Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... JONTY KELLY!!!!
Everett: Now that was a huge win for Jonty Kelly!
Amsler: And Tommy Love couldn’t affect the outcome of the match because of the handcuffs smart move.
Everett: It’s a big win but Jonty needs to remember that Killjoy is still the man around here!
Amsler: Well I’m sure Jonty will get another crack at Killjoy in the near future and next time it might just be for the Indy championship. We are out of time folks. Thank you for joining us for another jam packed edition of PRIME. We will see you next time.
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Nevaeh
Faith Rivers
Carlos Ruiz
Killjoy Ito
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: CYRUS
MATCH TWO
WRITER: CYRUS
MATCH THREE
WRITER: CYRUS
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: MELODY MALONE
MATCH FIVE
WRITER: FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE
MATCH SIX
WRITER: CYRUS
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
Le Meurte Vs eNaiT
WINNER: Le Meurte
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SINGLES MATCH
Nevaeh Vs Stalker
WINNER: Nevaeh
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SINGLES MATCH
Vanita Thompson Vs Nostalgia
WINNER: Vanita Thompson
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SINGLES MATCH
El Pablo Vs Triple M
WINNER: El Pablo
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SINGLES MATCH
Jordan Sharpe Vs Richard Garcia
WINNER: Jordan Sharpe
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SINGLES MATCH
Jonty Kelly Vs Killjoy Ito
WINNER(S): Jonty Kelly
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Jonty Kelly
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Jordan Sharpe Vs Richard Garcia
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