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WARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event...
The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
FRIDAY NIGHT RAMPAGE
Fridays at 11:00 PM CST (ESPN, Spike, SkySports)
Brought to you by Pepsi, Borderlands 3 and Sony
EPISODE 458
SEPT 20TH 2019
Live from The Amalie Arena in Tampa, Florida
The camera pans around to the screaming crowd.
And then the pyro ignites!
The MacTron springs to life showing off the current FN'R roster, and then flashing showing notable members of the roster from Chupacabra to Cameron Hayden, Michael Saint, Shadow Man, Level One and James Chambers. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Blade, Ebon, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, Kid Cactus, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray and then explodes into Sedition members Gladiator and then The Rev, before switching to recent time with Lavender and Nostalgia, Maggie Lockheart, the former Tag Champs MUCHO GRANDE, former Undisputed Champion Luke Wolfe, and then ending with the current United States Champion Ace King holding his title proudly in front of him. Ace smirks on screen as the camera cuts over to our commentary team!
EWC RAMPAGE
9.20.2019
Live from The Amalie Arena in Tampa, Florida
Commentators -
Play-By-Play: Grizzly Duggan
Color: Javier Martinez & Phillip Loydson
Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui
Head Ref: Toyo Yasahiro
Assistant Refs: Mike Michaelson & Pierce Patterson
Backstage Help: Bryan Spade
Duggan: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another exciting edition of Friday Night Rampage! Tonight is going to be a real banger, we've got a 5 match line-up that is sure to please everyone. Our main event of the evening sees Tanja Devereaux take on the reigning United States Champion Ace King in a non-title bout. Should Tanja win one has to assume she'd be next in line for a shot after The Rumble PPV.
Loydson: Like that rookie is going to win. Before that snoozefest, we have the real main event, Melody Malone is here and she's officially a Rampage star! And she takes on that dumbass Scorpio. Can't wait to see that smug prick get his nose busted!
Martinez: I'm sure both of those will be great matches, but before that we have a match I have definitely interested in. Phoenix Winterborn takes on Bullet from the Shieldmaidens in what could become a very personal bout.
Duggan: You know Omar, you are right. And before that match, although SMs match as Sam Ham takes on another Sam, Samuel The Animal that is.
Loydson: Is it a night to remember with all these Shieldmaidens! Because in the opener it's S.T. Vs The Conjuring Vs... wait a second, wasn't there...
Duggan: Yes, do you even read notes Phil?
Loydson: Reading is for nerds!
Martinez: Sigh
Duggan: Unfortunately there was an issue with The Carter's contracts and they chose to not make the deals official. They got their time in the ring, now it's time to go make music again. Now the opener will be S.T. Vs The Conjuring in a normal tag match! But before we get to that, we have to give a few thanks to the newest FN'R sponsors!
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The camera pans around to some of the signs on display
"FN'R"
"YOU CAN DO IT TANJA"
"MELODY ERMAHGERD!!!!"
"TITANESS CALL ME!"
"PHOENIX WINTERBORN IS MY SPIRIT ANIMAL"
Duggan: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen to FN'R. Before we get into our first match of the night, we go to the...
"The message spoken is very clear. Conform or be conformed. Abide or be denied. The time is now for us to breakthrough. For we are not soldiers to be commanded, we are not the collective. We are the creative. The decisive. The vindictive. Make no mistake, I am not the pawn in your game that is EWC. I am not the bait for your prey. I am and always will be the hunter, the stalker, the menace. The fly in your ointment. The broken cog in your well-oiled machine."
Anaquin Adams leans against the building to the arena, hood down over her eyes as she speaks. She is cloaked, her hands tucked inside so the swirling of the cloak surrounds her as this particular wall offers no protection from the wind that blows through.
Anaquin Adams: "I am the one you least expect to come for you. The time will come when you will recognize me for not only the threat that I am, but the threat I intend to be. Your very existence... no, your survival will rely on this. I serve only one master and she drinks from the skulls of those who do wrong to the innocent. My orders are clear, fight the good fight. But understand, take me lightly and suffer the consequences. I may be defeated in combat, however I have never lost a war."
As the camera looms in closer to her face, she peers up from underneath the hood, her silver eyes sparkling as she lowers her eyebrows. "A Universal Superstar with a purpose and a mission. One you cannot distract her from. It will be done, so sayeth she who guides me. Prepare thyself Rampage. The Universal Superstar will appear and that is when everything changes."
The camera begins to pulls back and the facial features of Anaquin are lost, when suddenly as if there were no one inside of the cloak, it just floats away with the wind
MATCH #1
S.T. Vs THE CONJURING
(30 Minute Tag Team Match)
(Ref: Mike Michaelson)
Duggan: Anaquin certainly is an enigma, but now it is time for the opening bout of the evening. As already said, this match is now a normal tag team match.
Loydson: That makes it almost bearable.
Martinez: S.T. and Conjuring are prepared to tear it down!
Duggan: We got to Emmanuelle now.
Chriqui: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall and has a 30 minute time limit Introducing first at a combined weight of 225 pounds… S.T.!
"Pledge Your Allegiance" by Suicidal Tendencies starts up. 12 seconds in, the "S! T!" chants start. Aoife "Banshee" Maguire takes this as her cue to walk through the curtain with bodyguard/girlfriend, Katrina "Knox" Knox, right behind her. A second later, the team known as S.T., Jackie "Bandit Layton and "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire, walk through the curtain as well. the four women make their way to the ring where banshee steps through the ropes first, the others following her in. She takes the center of the ring with Knox behind her and points to the two corners facing the camera. Bandit takes the left corner, Psycho takes the right and all four raise a fist in the air.
Duggan: Bandit and Psycho are back for their first EWC match in months and they looked pumped. .
Loydson: Something is mighty pumped right now, you got that right...
Martinez: Gross Phil. But yes Griz, the girls look fired up and ready to go… but you know The Conjuring aren’t going to make this easy for them.
Duggan: Indeed Omar, we’ve got the makings for an instant classic on our hands.
Chriqui: And their opponent, at a combined weight of 335 pounds... THE CONJURING!
There is a crackle of thunder, and the crowd ERUPTS with a mixed reaction, as the lights start to dim, and we hear the sound of rain, thunder, and flashes of lightning inside the arena. As the sounds and sights of the storm roar, "Monks of the Dark Abby" hits and the crowd ERUPTS!
Smoke begins to fill the stage...
Emmanuelle Chriqui: And now introducing their opponents, from Atlanta Georgia weighing in at a combined weight of 335 pounds, being lead to the ring by Carl Beverly... Luke and Annabelle Wolfe... The Conjuring!!!
As the smoke dissipates the a figure can be standing in a spotlight, as it clears Carl Beverly is standing center stage arms crossed, with Luke and Annabelle standing behind him both with their heads lowered and hoods over their head. In unison, they look at each other and snap their heads back throwing their hoods off their head! Carl shouts "LETS GO!" as he starts his way down the ramp, with Luke and Annabelle fallowing closely behind with their game faces on. Carl climbs the stairs and steps through the ropes heading to the middle of the ring as Luke and Annabelle slide under the bottom rope and each of them climb a turnbuckle with Carl standing in the center of the ring between them. The camera stops and on each of them getting a close up...
...Before panning back to a wide shot as they step down and meet up in their corner with their coach.
DING DING DING
And we’re off! Psycho and Annabelle start this one off, with Annabelle using her size advantage to lock on a tight headlock and pull Psycho backwards towards her corner. Luke tags in and leaps into a tornado DDT! The impact sends Psycho rolling towards her corner where Bandit tags in and springboards into a dropkick that shoots Luke backwards into his corner. Bandit kips up and faces Wolfe, neither giving an inch. Finally they explode towards each other, the former world champ leaping up into a hurricanrana but Bandit lands on her feet before leaping backwards into a standing moonsault! Luke dodges and leaps into a high dropkick that catches Bandit in the face. The crowd applauds everyone in the ring.
Duggan: Match is off to a good start, and the crowd is loving it.
Loydson: I know I am, these kids are a real hoot to stare at.
Martinez: Phil, when did you get so creepy?
Duggan: The world may never know.
Luke pulls Bandit up to her feet but Bandit lunges into a throat chop before following up with knife edge chop right to his bare chest, and then another chop, and another one. Finally Bandit leaps into a dropkick that sends Luke backwards into his corner. Annabelle tags in and rushes Bandit, leaping into a flying leg lariat that knocks Bandit backwards into her own corner where Psycho tags in. Annabelle doesn’t see the tag as she drags Bandit out and lifts her into a reverse DDT formation. Psycho rushes in with a European uppercut that knocks Annabelle off her feet before rushing Luke with an elbow drop. Annabelle is getting back to her feet, Psycho rushes her and lunges into a high kick while Bandit hit’s a leg sweep. It’s Stealing Sanity! Psycho makes the pinfall. ONE… TWO… THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall, in 20 minutes... S.T.!
Duggan: S.T. did it! I don't think anyone saw that coming!
Loydson: I told you, never doubt my girls.
Martinez: You're "girls".
Duggan: Don't get him started Omar, but now let's move to a word from Samantha Hamilton!
The MacTron flickers to life. On the screen are two of the active Shieldmaiden wrestlers; Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton and Alex “Bullet” Carbajal. ( Jackie “Bandit” Layton and “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire watch with approval from the ring while The Conjuring head towards the back) Sam flashes the Tron a coy smirk before beginning to speak.
Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton: Many of you have said the Maidens have abandoned me. Well …
She gestures behind her before looking back to the screen.
Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton: This doesn’t really look like any of them have left me, now does it?
Her tongue clicks as she shakes her head in annoyance.
Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton: Thankfully, Bullet already gave the message regarding that issue pretty damn loud and clear, so I’m not gonna repeat. However, this does link in with a certain message someone else gave me a while back. Dominic Sanders …
The name hangs in the air for a few moments before Sam continues.
Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton: I gave you one question .. one simple inquiry. You refused to answer it. All you had to say is if I could keep my rank and association … but nothing. Honestly, the silence could have been tolerated. So I’ve paid attention to everyone else. And after a certain someone seems to have up and vanished, I can say this without any hesitation, regrets, or second thoughts.
Dominic Sanders …
Sam shakes her head from side to side again, this time wearing a very stoic and adamant look.
Samantha “The Titaness” Hamilton: I refuse! I’m not selling myself or my soul to America’s Most Hated! You may have managed to convince a few others. But you will not sway me! Get used to it. Like me or not, I’m the same as my sisters; a Shieldmaiden for life!
Sam and the others raise their fists up in the air proudly. The screen lingers on them for a bit longer before flickering off.
MATCH #2
THE ANIMAL Vs THE TITANESS
(30 Minute Singles Match)
(Ref: Mike Michaelson)
Duggan: We are back. What an exciting Tag Team Match we had to start the show. Not everyone saw that coming.
Martinez: It's almost like S.T. was the more-ready team in that match. The Carters no longer being in the equation helped S.T. focus on just one team and The Conjuring didn't seem fully interested. We've seen Luke and Annabelle Wolfe at the top of their game and that just wasn't it. S.T. came out and got the job done impressively.
Loydson: The Conjuring has more important stuff to worry about than those two kids they were in the ring with. Don't you worry about them.
Duggan: Coming up in a matter of moments, we've got another Shieldmaiden in action when Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton takes on "The Animal" Samuel McPherson.
Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
"You're Going Down" by Sick Puppies begins playing and Samantha Hamilton comes out from behind the curtain, followed by her husband Joseph Hunter. They begin making their way down to the ring.
Chriqui: Introducing first... representing the Shieldmaidens... SAMAAAAANTHA "The TITANESS" HAMILTOOOON!
Martinez: Samantha Hamilton looks to keep a good night going for the Shieldmaidens with another victory here tonight.
Loydson: But don't forget why they call her opponent "The Animal", Javier! This man is big and destructive. He dismantled Jonas Kingaard in his debut two weeks ago. Don't be surprised if he does so again tonight.
Hamilton slips through the ropes and into the ring. She nods to the crowd and backs into the corner while she waits for McPherson. "Animal I Have Become" begins playing and the large man slowly comes out from the back, flanked at the side by Henry.
Chriqui: And her opponent... from Las Vegas, Nevada... weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds... "The ANIMAL" SAMUEEEEL McPHERSOOOON!
McPherson steps on the apron and goes over the top rope and goes to the opposite corner to rest himself upon. He looks at Hamilton with intensity before the match starts.
DING DING DING
As the bell rang, McPherson just stayed on top of the turnbuckle staring at Hamilton as she moved around the ring. Hamilton, not wanting to fall into a trap of any sorts, didn’t go after McPherson. Instead she motioned for him to meet her in the middle of the ring. McPherson, however, didn’t move.
Martinez: Is this guy broken? What’s happening here?
Loydson: Mind games, Javier. Something you know nothing about. He’s trying to lure her in!
After a few moments, Mike Michaelson started a five count to get McPherson off of the turnbuckle. Finally, at the count of four, The Animal slid down and into the ring. He quickly ran at Hamilton and tried to spear her out of her boots. But the Titaness quickly side-stepped it and McPherson landed on all fours. Hamilton jumped on his back and started driving left and right fists into the back of the big man’s head. McPherson, with Hamilton on his back, stood up and reached back, grabbing Hamilton by the hair. He yanked her forward and slammed her down on the mat in front of him. Michaelson warned McPherson about the use of Hamilton’s hair and the match continued. McPherson picked Hamilton up and wrapped a big paw around her throat. He lifted her up and drove her down with a chokeslam! He bent down and put one hand aggressively on her face and Henry yelled for the referee to count. McPherson only got a two count, however.
Duggan: Interesting pin attempt there. Almost disrespectful, in a way.
Martinez: I don’t see this man having a whole lot of ‘fair play’ to his game. He doesn’t exactly seem like the type.
McPherson lifted Hamilton up off of the ground by the hair and drove her into the corner head-first. He put both hands around her neck and started choking her in the corner. Michaelson, once again, administered a four count before McPherson backed off. As McPherson re-approached Hamilton, Hamilton used the ropes for leverage and drove both feet into his gut. He grabbed McPherson’s wrist and ascended to the top rope. She scaled it and came down with The Fall of Man. McPherson hit the deck and Hamilton went to work, driving knees and boots into his right shoulder. She put the big man into an arm bar, wearing down on his shoulder. McPherson was able to push his way to his feet after a few moments and lifted Hamilton off of the ground, driving her into the mat thereafter with a modified powerbomb.
Duggan: Impressive strength by Samuel McPherson.
Martinez: He reminds me of you a little bit, Grizz.
Loydson: Oh, would you two get a room?!
McPherson lifted Hamilton off of the mat once again by the throat and went for a second chokeslam. This time, however, his shoulder gave away and Hamilton kicked McPherson in the stomach. She hooked him up and drove him down with the Wrath of the Titans! She rolled him over and covered him for the three count victory.
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Here is your winner via pinfall at twenty five minutes and twelve seconds... SAMAAAAANTHA "The TITANESS" HAMILTOOOON!
Duggan: Very big win for the Titaness tonight, no pun intended!
Martinez: She showed off some very impressive experience as a member of this roster. In the end, she was able to topple the much bigger McPherson!
Loydson: The kid got lucky! I think Mike Michaelson counted too fast!
As Titaness celebrates in the ring, the feed cuts to an area high enough above Amalie Arena that the ring looks like a square speck. Then, a cacophony of horrible noises almost immediately quiets the fans in attendance; the camera slowly pulls out, and the audience is somewhat amused. However, they still cheer as Ace King, clad in a customized Tampa Bay Lightning jersey, offers a really sad attempt at playing the Amalie Arena pipe organ.
People cover their ears as Ace poorly does a descending slide on the organ keys, which he only stops after jamming his fingers between keys. Ace shakes out his hands, then picks up the United States Championship from its perch beside him.
Ace King: I’m sure I don’t need to tell you all it’s been hard finding the right note lately.
Some of the fans playfully boo the Dad joke while others laugh, but ‘The Gambler’ simply shrugs his shoulders and presses forward.
Ace King: I know it was bad, alright? Just the same way I’ve been feeling bad for myself. It’s obviously not a mindset I want, but it’s been hard to shake. However, I’ve heard music has healing tendencies, so maybe there’s someone who can help me…
The shot zooms out a little more, and the local fans start cheering boisterously as a slight man, also dressed in a Lightning jersey, steps in and stands next to the United States Champion.
Ace King: Look! It’s Krystof Srebrakowski, the organ player for the Tampa Bay Lightning!
Krystof gives a muted wave, much to the approval of the local supporters; Ace nods along, clapping in appreciation.
Ace King: You can play this better than I could think to dream of, so I’d love it if you could play something that could be a pick-me-up, of sorts.
Krystof nods, then gets himself situated behind the organ.
After a few seconds to think, he plays the opening notes to the Journey anthem “Don’t Stop Believin’”, which the crowd appreciates, but has Ace scrunching his face.
Ace King: That one might be a little too on the nose, is it?
Krystof stops playing, leaving the Amalie Arena crowd buzzing for a few seconds before starting to play the chorus to Taylor Swift’s “Shake It Off.” Again, Ace’s face tightens up.
Ace King: Almost there, but I’ve got one in particular in mind now.
The United States Champion leans into Krystof’s ear; the organist nods, then starts playing the opening notes to Queen’s “Show Must Go On,” to the delight of the audience. Ace straightens himself up, then slings the United States Championship over his shoulder, his face now twisting into a small smirk.
Ace King: I know this is probably more up Scorpio’s alley, but the reality is I can’t keep looking back, because what’s done is done, and life goes on. For Tanja Devereaux tonight, and Morgan Darkwater in Fort Worth… It’s showtime.
The smirk turns into a slightly deranged stare into the camera as he leaves Krystof alone to play the organ, “Show Must Go On” hitting its full-fledged chorus as we cut to...
The scene cuts backstage to Phoenix Winterborn, standing by his lonesome, twirling a pen between his fingers. His ring gear was glistening and ready to walk through the curtain to face Bullet of the Shieldmaidens.
Phoenix Winterborn: So, I know it’s been a rough going for me after shooting hot out of the gate here on Rampage, but let’s get one thing crystal clear, shall we? I am never someone to underestimate. I am always hungry. Always ready for a fight. That is why I have decided to enter the EWC Rumble this year. All these men an women vying for a spot to face either Dominic Sanders of Cyrus Black at Stranglemania for the Undisputed Championship. It’s gonna get crazy, that’s for sure. But I thrive on chaos. I live for insanity. In this whole time here I have barely scratched the durface of what I’m capable of. My tag team partner knows. Octane knows how crazy I can get, but the rest of you? If you haven’t been following my independent career? Y’all are in for a treat come the Rumble. This craziness favors me. Fortune favors the bold, as they say. That is why I entered the Rumble, and that is why I’m gonna WIN the Rumble. I’d like to say it’s only a matter of time, but nah…that’s too cliche. Just watch and see what happens, shall we?
Phoenix clasps the pen in his hand for a moment, looking down at it, and smirking before tossing it towards the camera, making his way towards the gorilla position.
MATCH #3
BULLET Vs WINTERBORN
(30 Minute Singles Match)
(Ref: Pierce Patterson)
Duggan: Guys, The Shieldmaidens are 2-0 to start this night.
Loydson: Big whoop. Let's just go ahead and say that they'll be 3-0, because Phoenix Winterborn is about as useless as poop right now. I couldn't even tell you the last time he won a match.
Martinez: Don't count him out, Phillip. He's got a lot of heart and his luck can turn around at any moment.
Loydson: It's been at least a couple of months since he tasted victory. That's all I am saying. Where's that heart been for the last few months, Javier?
Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Pyros hit as the opening to "Robot Rock" by Daft Punk begins to play. Phoenix Winterborn steps out onto the stage, his head dipped down for the opening guitar riffs, and his hood pulled up on his head. Upon the high guitar, Phoenix stands straight up, throwing the hood back and revealing himself to the crowd to a round of cheers.
Chriqui: Introducing first... From the Windy City of Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at two hundred and twenty eight pounds, he is CHI-TOWN'S FIIIIINEST....PHOENIX WINTTTTTERBORNNNN!
Making his way down the ramp, his arms are outstretched as he walks backwards, taking in the moment before sliding face up into the ring to run of the opposite corner. He climbs onto the second rope, slapping his chest to get the crowd fired up while his music slowly fades out. The lights dim and the Shieldmaidens' motto “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes over the MacTron as guitar stabs ring out. Concrete Blonde’s “God Is A Bullet” starts up in earnest and Alex “Bullet” Carbajal makes her way out in a full length boxing robe, ready for war.
Chriqui: And his opponent... representing the Shieldmaidens... ALEEEEX "BULLET" CARBAJAAAAL!
Bullet steps in, starting to shadowbox the second she steps in. She raises her hands into the air and then nods, ready to go.
DING DING DING
Unlike the last match, this one got off to a quick start. The two traded arm-drags and hip tosses, trying to gain the upper hand. Winterborn hooked Bullet up and executed a flawless floatover suplex pin, but only got one and a half count. They both sprung to their feet and Bullet struck Winterborn in the jaw with an elbow. She followed up with a Cabacera that dazed Winterborn big time. With him against the ropes, Bullet sprinted across the ring, bounced off of the ropes, and came back, drilling him with a clothesline that sent him to the floor.
Martinez: What a headbutt! I haven’t seen one that good since the soccer match I watched last week.
Loydson: Who watches soccer?! That’s just as bad as watching bowling!
Bullet followed him to the outside and picked him up off of the ground. She rammed a shoulder into his stomach and drove him hard into the ring apron back-first. After a few hard rights to the face, she rolled him back into the ring. Bullet jumped up onto the ring apron, but before she could re-enter the ring Winterborn was up to his feet meeting her with a dropkick. Bullet fell to the apron and Winterborn ran across the ring, returning with a baseball slide to her ribcage that sent her to the floor. Winterborn played to the crowd, receiving a huge pop from the people of Tampa.
Duggan: Winterborn is fired up. You might end up being wrong, after all, Phillip.
Loydson: That’s an incorrect statement. I am never wrong, chief.
Bullet rolled back into the ring at the count of seven and the match continued. Winterborn lifted her off of the ground, looking for a falcon arrow. However, Bullet was able to wiggle free and landed behind Winterborn. She spun him around and, seemingly out of nowhere, nailed him with the ripcord rolling elbow that she calls Dios Es Una Bala! Winterborn dropped to the mat in a heap and Bullet covered him for the three count and the win!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Here is your winner via pinfall at eighteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds... ALEEEEX "BULLET" CARBAJAAAAL!
Duggan: There you have it. You were right, after all, Phillip.
Loydson: As if I were ever wrong!
Martinez: Impressive way to start the show for the Shieldmaidens. A clean 3-0 sweep of some of the finest wrestlers in the EWC!
Duggan: Don't go anywhere, folks. More action coming up including a huge Rumble in Texas preview when we see Melody Malone, Rampage's newest member, and Scorpio!
The camera cuts backstage to where AC Delaney is waiting with a smile.
AC Delaney: I hope you are all enjoying tonight's show so far, and we have a lot of fun yet to come! But first, I wanted to talk a bit about why I chose Scorpio to be the 1st entrant from FN'R in The Rumble. I have seen rumors that this is a punishment or something, nothing like that. I think this is the chance Scorpio has been scratching for, the chance to show off and prove himself big time. And that's why I chose Scorpio. And that's probably why the other GMs chose their number ones.
The second thing on my mind, Youngblood is right around the corner. A chance for "rookies" to show off their stuff on their own PPV. This year's Youngblood will feature a StableWars match and so this is a message to the roster, we are watching and we are picking our teams. So keep up the good work and make this a hard challenge!
AC gives another smile before the camera fades...
MATCH #4
MALONE Vs SCORPIO
(60 Minute Singles Match)
(Ref: Toyo Yasahiro)
Duggan: And now for our semi main event, for the first time ever its Malone Vs Scorpio one on one!
Loydson: Melody!
Martinez: Would you calm down Phil, you’re going to make her quit FN’R already.
Duggan: Hahaha, let’s hear from Emmanuelle now.
Chriqui: The following singles match is scheduled for one fall and has a 60 minute time limit Introducing first , from San Diego, California weighing in that 148 pounds… She is The Siren of Scorn… MELODY MALONE!
The lights dim, but don’t go dark before the soft words of Billie Eilish’s “You should see me in a crown” begin to play over the P.A. system. Melody and her manager Vanessa come out from backstage, head held high as they come down the entrance ramp and Melody prepares for her match as Vanessa watches on ringside.
Duggan: Melody Malone is ready for her first match as a Rampager.
Loydson: And we are all just as excited!
Martinez: For once I am in agreement with Phil, I don’t know how AC did it but she got one of the biggest names in the biz on our brand!
Duggan: Massive acquisition indeed, but Scorpio is going to look to rain on that parade.
Chriqui: And her opponent, from London, England weighing 205 pounds, he is one half of the EWC World Tag Team Champions… The S-Factor… SCORPIO!
'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.
DING DING DING
Melody and Scorpio start their clash in the center of the ring, locked within the confines of a shoulder/collar tie-up. Scorpio starts backing Melody up towards the ropes but Melody fights and pushes back, locking the two where the stand. Scorpio drops a hand and rolls behind Melody pulling her into a chicken wing, but Melody swings her arm and catches Scorpio in a headlock. The both drop the submissions and the crowd cheers. Melody gives Scorpio a fake looking clap and Scorpio answers by leaping into a dropkick! Melody is taken off her feet, and rolls out of the ring looking for a respite. The ref begins his count.
Duggan: Melody is trying to slow this one down.
Loydson: This kid may be a rookie but she’s no idiot like the other’s on the roster.
Martinez: Melody better keep her eyes on Scorpio though!
Duggan: Omar has a point!
As if on cue Scorpio rushes to the ropes and leaps over them into a diving hurricanrana, Melody lands hard on the barricade into a kind of backbreaker-esk position. Scorpio drags her off and hits a snap suplex, sending the small of Melody’s back crashing against the apron. Melody grabs at her back, cursing at the pain. Melody tries to crawl away but Scorpio pulls her up before hitting a corkscrew neckbreaker. Scorpio rolls Melody back into the ring as the ref hits seven on his count. Scorpio hits a standing moonsault and goes for the cover.. But it’s only a two.
Duggan: Scorpio has taken control of this one
Loydson: Bastard, didn’t anyone ever tell you never to hit a woman!
Scorpio pulls Melody up and leaps into the AGR but Melody leaps backwards to avoid it. Scorpio gives a little smile, Melody responds by kicking the holy cowabunga out of his shin! Scorpio grabs at his shin and falls to a knee! Melody gets up and leaps into a enziguri! Scorpio rolls over onto his stomach but Melody leaps up and stomps down on the back of his head with both feet! But Melody lands hard onto her own back, and she grabs at it in agony. The ref begins his count.
Loydson: Come on Melody, get up… Get up!
Omar: Oh man, could this one end in a no contest?
Toyo is up to seven… eight… NINE? TE… no! Melody and Scorpio are both back up! They begin trading punches, back and forth, back and forth… Melody leaps into another enziguri but Scorpio ducks it. Melody is getting up, at one knee and then Scorpio leaps into his own enziguri catching her off guard. Scorpio goes for the pin but Melody kicks out at two! Scorpio drags Melody up but Melody leaps into a standing dropkick from out of nowhere! Scorpio uses the impact to flip backwards onto his knees before lunging into a spear on Melody!
Duggan: Scorpio just used a move out of his partners playbook, flattening Melody with a spear!
Scorpio gets to his feet before heading to the ropes and leaping up onto the top! Scorpio explodes off into a moonsault, crashing into Melody with Lipsync For Your Life! Scorpio goes for the cover… MELODY KICKS OUT AT 2.999! Scorpio shakes his head, he’s calling for it. Scorpio gets up and gets the crowd into it, clapping. The crowd is going crazy as Melody starts to stand. Scorpio backs up into the ropes and explodes out, arm slightly curved, he’s looking for Glitt…. Melody stomps Scorpio’s left knee cap, hyperextending the leg and dropping him to one knee! Melody locks on a tight headlock before pulling Scorpio into a stiff spike DDT! Scorpio’s head smashes into the canvas, his entire body straight like an arrow for a few seconds before it falls limp. Nightmare Fuel worked better than imaged for Melody as she covered.
ONE
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TWO
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THREE!!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall, in fifty four minutes... MELODY MALONE!
Duggan: Melody just knocked off Scorpio to pick up momentum heading into their title clash!
Loydson: Did you ever doubt her? Best in the world.
Martinez: That's a pretty bold claim, but beating Scorpio isn't an easy thing to do. Congrats to Ms. Malone.
Duggan: indeed, and Scorpio has nothing to be ashamed of there, what a performance he gave.
Melody cheers in the ring, before joining Vanessa and heading towards the back. The crowd give Scorpio and Creme a standing ovation before they exit the ring.
The camera is showing the exterior of an extravagant log cabin home that is listed being in Seattle, Washington it hovers over the beauty of the scenery and decor before switching upon the inside and we get a glimpse of a bearded man. The man has a beard but has a youthful demeanor about him and he’s wearing a plaid shirt, black slacks and brown dress shoes. He, then looks like he was celebrating something as a bottle of champagne rests on a nice coffee table as well as a glass. The man then sits upon his couch before clasping his hands together and eyeing the camera once more. His lips move before he lets it be known the deal with this certain meeting.
Preston Drake: I am Preston Drake although those who know of my work consider me “The Millennial One” as I have worked my ass off for years and years. And, that led to some big breaks, but this is going to be one of the biggest. I am going to be a member of the illustrious Friday Night Rampage roster and I am not going to sugarcoat what I am seeking. I love this business as much as anyone there is although I also expect to be on top in anything I do. I can’t be okay with second best or placing dead last this is all about my image I’ve built for myself. My branding is based on gong out there and putting my body in harms way despite my size and lack of years in this business. I have been in this long enough to know that I love it and I can’t think of any other brand to take claim than Rampage.
Preston Drake seems sure of himself as he doesn’t want to disappoint his family at home and the fan-base he has sort of accumulated since his professional debut. The amount of time and planning he has put into his craft is something methodical and thought provoking. A person who has everything figured out in his mind and who knows exactly what steps to utilize to progress is certainly formidable to even the greatest veterans.
Preston Drake: I am a student of my game that has put his all into providing a wrestling clinic of sorts in its purest form. You see this business has had all different types of wrestlers and personalities, but I’ve always went more toward legitimate athletes and guys who were labeled boring. I don’t consider respecting this business and the main principles of professional wrestling to be boring. The thing about studying and perfecting your identity is that you want to pay homage as well as create your own lane. So, while I am Preston Drake the overall extension of myself “The Millennial One” is the element of my game being an influence to the young generation and even the old. Looking at me as I show you that respecting this industry and being respectful can go a long way without resorting to underhanded tactics or acting like you are holier than thou. That’s not my style and I cannot respect anyone who is on those terms.
Preston Drake pours himself another glass of champagne before taking a light sip from the glass. The young man is sure of himself with being a poster child on a renaissance of old school professional wrestling. While things do change with time it isn’t like the classics and retro oriented stuff weren’t loved by people. Even if it is only a select few it only takes someone who is in touch with a select crowd and then this trend gets into motion.
Preston Drake: I don’t even think of the opportunities this can land me until my wife and father pointed out that this is another major platform. A global reach that can only legitimize my passion and mental fortitude to this sport. I don’t see myself as messiah of old school wrestling or some trend setter to gain traction with millions and millions of people. Thing is guys like Muhammad and Jesus Christ himself probably didn’t think people would listen to them at all. Here we are today, and people are still following their teachings and learning about their impact in modern society. Despite everyone who has come to the forefront talking a big game and trying to brainwash the masses for personal gain. I am speaking my truths setting aside any bullshit and being a real straight shooter. I won’t lie to you and hopefully you won’t lie to me as I’m a real person with feelings and a moral compass. So, maybe I don’t want to save the world or save the day like some do and maybe I don’t want to have some witty catchphrase that gets fans waiting for it to leave my mouth. But this is not just about my path to get you EWC fans behind my beliefs it is about the people who struggled throughout life and were told No. This is me showing you living proof that it’s possible to kick down barriers and be a staple for this business without faltering.
The glass of champagne he sips again before setting it down, he then eyes the camera again with a look of optimism. A kind of look that says I am excited about what’s to come and that no matter the obstacles and the opponents I will face I’ll be ready. Despite being in a young career and the fact he has rarely accomplished much outside one World championship reign. He is still looking forward to an unbeaten path and carving a clear direction for what he hopes is a lucrative beginning putting his message on display in the Extreme Wrestling Corporation.
Preston Drake: So, not only will I display my passion and will to win inside that square circle, but it will be my honor to showcase my strength and work ethnic against the men and women on the Rampage roster. Maybe, I sound a little too optimistic when it comes to what the future may hold for me in this company. I don’t see that as a bad thing or a sign of me getting ahead of my abilities before they’ve reached the peak or me reaching my wrestling prime. To be this young and to already have this sense of maturity and skill level is a thing within itself. You might think that I am just talking and want to see me back these words up. To all of you doubters I can’t wait to prove to you and the fans that I am for real that me being called “Legit” isn’t for show and tell. Many people have struggled and hoped to reach a certain level in their lives. You don’t get anywhere with sitting there hoping you have to get out and make it happen. EWC, on this Friday night Rampage broadcasting I am going to make it happen night after night. As, you don’t get anywhere with words it is the actions that make us who we truly are. Remember that.
Preston Drake finishes his glass of champagne and then proceeds to get up from his seat and then walks to a wardrobe. He, then peeks inside before opening it to the camera lens and it shows his ring gear in pristine crisp fashion. Although, you can see some faded blood on the burgundy and white trunks, also a white hoodie, with matching burgundy and white boots as well. As, he closes the wardrobe he turns around before smiling to the camera with an underlining intensity. Before, the scene fades to a Screen saying Preston Drake debuting soon.
Preston Drake: I am Preston Drake although those who know of my work consider me “The Millennial One” as I have worked my ass off for years and years. And, that led to some big breaks, but this is going to be one of the biggest. I am going to be a member of the illustrious Friday Night Rampage roster and I am not going to sugarcoat what I am seeking. I love this business as much as anyone there is although I also expect to be on top in anything I do. I can’t be okay with second best or placing dead last this is all about my image I’ve built for myself. My branding is based on gong out there and putting my body in harms way despite my size and lack of years in this business. I have been in this long enough to know that I love it and I can’t think of any other brand to take claim than Rampage.
Preston Drake seems sure of himself as he doesn’t want to disappoint his family at home and the fan-base he has sort of accumulated since his professional debut. The amount of time and planning he has put into his craft is something methodical and thought provoking. A person who has everything figured out in his mind and who knows exactly what steps to utilize to progress is certainly formidable to even the greatest veterans.
Preston Drake: I am a student of my game that has put his all into providing a wrestling clinic of sorts in its purest form. You see this business has had all different types of wrestlers and personalities, but I’ve always went more toward legitimate athletes and guys who were labeled boring. I don’t consider respecting this business and the main principles of professional wrestling to be boring. The thing about studying and perfecting your identity is that you want to pay homage as well as create your own lane. So, while I am Preston Drake the overall extension of myself “The Millennial One” is the element of my game being an influence to the young generation and even the old. Looking at me as I show you that respecting this industry and being respectful can go a long way without resorting to underhanded tactics or acting like you are holier than thou. That’s not my style and I cannot respect anyone who is on those terms.
Preston Drake pours himself another glass of champagne before taking a light sip from the glass. The young man is sure of himself with being a poster child on a renaissance of old school professional wrestling. While things do change with time it isn’t like the classics and retro oriented stuff weren’t loved by people. Even if it is only a select few it only takes someone who is in touch with a select crowd and then this trend gets into motion.
Preston Drake: I don’t even think of the opportunities this can land me until my wife and father pointed out that this is another major platform. A global reach that can only legitimize my passion and mental fortitude to this sport. I don’t see myself as messiah of old school wrestling or some trend setter to gain traction with millions and millions of people. Thing is guys like Muhammad and Jesus Christ himself probably didn’t think people would listen to them at all. Here we are today, and people are still following their teachings and learning about their impact in modern society. Despite everyone who has come to the forefront talking a big game and trying to brainwash the masses for personal gain. I am speaking my truths setting aside any bullshit and being a real straight shooter. I won’t lie to you and hopefully you won’t lie to me as I’m a real person with feelings and a moral compass. So, maybe I don’t want to save the world or save the day like some do and maybe I don’t want to have some witty catchphrase that gets fans waiting for it to leave my mouth. But this is not just about my path to get you EWC fans behind my beliefs it is about the people who struggled throughout life and were told No. This is me showing you living proof that it’s possible to kick down barriers and be a staple for this business without faltering.
The glass of champagne he sips again before setting it down, he then eyes the camera again with a look of optimism. A kind of look that says I am excited about what’s to come and that no matter the obstacles and the opponents I will face I’ll be ready. Despite being in a young career and the fact he has rarely accomplished much outside one World championship reign. He is still looking forward to an unbeaten path and carving a clear direction for what he hopes is a lucrative beginning putting his message on display in the Extreme Wrestling Corporation.
Preston Drake: So, not only will I display my passion and will to win inside that square circle, but it will be my honor to showcase my strength and work ethnic against the men and women on the Rampage roster. Maybe, I sound a little too optimistic when it comes to what the future may hold for me in this company. I don’t see that as a bad thing or a sign of me getting ahead of my abilities before they’ve reached the peak or me reaching my wrestling prime. To be this young and to already have this sense of maturity and skill level is a thing within itself. You might think that I am just talking and want to see me back these words up. To all of you doubters I can’t wait to prove to you and the fans that I am for real that me being called “Legit” isn’t for show and tell. Many people have struggled and hoped to reach a certain level in their lives. You don’t get anywhere with sitting there hoping you have to get out and make it happen. EWC, on this Friday night Rampage broadcasting I am going to make it happen night after night. As, you don’t get anywhere with words it is the actions that make us who we truly are. Remember that.
Preston Drake finishes his glass of champagne and then proceeds to get up from his seat and then walks to a wardrobe. He, then peeks inside before opening it to the camera lens and it shows his ring gear in pristine crisp fashion. Although, you can see some faded blood on the burgundy and white trunks, also a white hoodie, with matching burgundy and white boots as well. As, he closes the wardrobe he turns around before smiling to the camera with an underlining intensity. Before, the scene fades to a Screen saying Preston Drake debuting soon.
MATCH #5/MAIN EVENT
DEVEREAUX Vs KING
(Non-Title 60 Minute Singles Match)
(Ref: Toyo Yasahiro)
Duggan: Next up, we have our main event. Tanja Devereaux Vs Ace King in a non-title bout!
Loydson: Tanja main eventing an episode of FN’R is something I NEVER thought we’d see, what’s this kid doing here?!
Martinez: Ah hush Phil, Tanja won herself this opportunity to prove what she can do against one of the best.
Duggan: Very true Omar, and I can tell you from experience, facking King isn’t easy. This is going to be the ultimate test.
Chriqui: The following singles match is scheduled for one fall and has a 60 minute time limit Introducing first , from New Orleans, Louisanna weighing in that 115 pounds… She is the Cajun Queen… TANJA DEVEREAUX!
Pyros hit as Videos of bustling crowds in various locations of New Orleans appear on the tron as "Daughters of Darkness" by Halestorm blasts on the P.A. system. Tanja comes out onto the top of the ramp in a style compared to Gail Kim during her early time in TNA before heading down the ramp with some of her black leather coat flows at her feet while the mix of boos and jeers and cheers from the crowd fills the arena. She slaps hands with a few fans at ringside before she reaches the bottom of the ramp.
Tanja walk up towards the ring and enters via under the bottom rope and jumps onto the middle turnbuckle. She poses as she does her usual taunt with a hand and arm in the air as "Daughters of Darkness" continues to play. Tanja steps off the turnbuckle as she removes the leather coat and throws it into a random corner.
Duggan: Tanja is looking pumped as she heads into her first Rampage main event.
Loydson: And I cannot wait until she absolutely blows it!
Martinez: Why are you such a troll? This is a big opportunity for Tanja and I hope she makes the most of it.
Duggan: Huge opportunity, but the reigning United States Champion Ace King stands in her way!
Chriqui: And her opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada weighing 235 pounds, he is the United States Champion… ACE KING!
"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through the Amalie Arena. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and gold spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.
There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as the one and only Ace King rises from a platform through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, soaking in the ovation with his championship draped over his shoulder. 'The Gambler' stays on a knee, taking the title down to look at it for a few seconds. He takes a deep breath and walks to the ring, calmly interacting with fans all the way down the ramp.
He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with gold pyro exploding from the turnbuckles as he dives in under the bottom rope. He spins up onto one knee and stares out into the crowd before getting to his feet and hoisting his championship up for all to see. Once he hands the belt to the referee, he gets his game face on while staring a hole through his opponent.
DING DING DING
Ace explodes out of his corner and hits Tanja with a slingblade dumping her right on her head. Tanja gets back up to her feet but she is groggy as she steps right into a clothesline from Ace! Ace sends a shoot kick into Tanja’s head before dragging her up and feeding her an European uppercut. Tanja falls back down.
Duggan: Our US Champion is being relentless right now!
Loydson: He’s proving this rookie doesn’t belong in a main event. .
Martinez: That’s not what he’s doing at all! He’s trying to kick Tanja into gear!
Duggan: I think you are onto something Omar.
Tanja gets back up to her feet, and steps towards Ace but Ace kicks her leg out from under her and smashes her face into the canvas with a snap DDT. Ace pulls Tanja up and hits a wicked neckbreaker, continuing his assault against her head. Ace pulls Tanja up and locks on headlock but Tanja pulls him towards her before kicking his legs out from underneath him, dropping him with a reverse STO. But Ace is back up to his feet within seconds, pulling Tanja up into another headlock.
Duggan: Let the record show, Tanja did just get in some offense again Ace, she’s not out of this one yet!
Loydson: Bastard Ace needs to end this, didn’t anyone ever tell you to hit a woman if she gets lippy Ace!
Ace pulls Tanja to the middle of the ring, holding the front headlock tight. Tanja screams before powering Ace up onto her shoulders! Tanja plants Ace with a death valley driver! Tanja lets out a scream of pride before dragging Ace up and quickly pulling him into Bourbon Street, the swinging reverse STO landing flush as Ace’s head meets the canvas. Tanja makes the cover! Ace is out a 2.999!!!
Loydson: Did Tanja get score a nearfall over Ace King?! I knew that bastard and his title weren’t worth their weight in piss!
Omar: Shut up Phil, that may just be the biggest moment of Tanja’s career! Let’s see if she can finish it!
Tanja pulls Ace up, knowing she’ll have to hit her most powerful move to put him away, but Ace quickly lifts Tanja up onto his own shoulders, locking in a dangerous torture rack! Ace shakes with all his might, trying to get Tanja to tap, but she refuses! Tanja won’t tap! The crowd is going wild. Ace turns Tanja’s head and drops her into a sitout piledriver, driving her head straight to hell, completing the Blackjack Bomb! Ace makes the cover!
ONE
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TWO
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall, in -I'll do this in twenty five minutes... ACE KING!!!
Duggan: Ace pulled out the win, but Tanja didn't make it easy.
Loydson: I told you, kid didn't stand a chance. Ace is a damn bastard.
Martinez: That doesn't even.. what? Nevermind.
Duggan: Hahaha, well folks. That's it for us tonight. It was a night of great wrestling. We saw the Shieldmaidens go 3-0 in their matches tonight, we heard from AC Delaney on The Rumble and Youngblood, and we got to hear more from Anaquin and Preston Drake.
Loydson: Don't forget about Melody!
Duggan: Yes, and Melody made her official FN'R debut. Was quite the night. From us to you, so long folks!
Back in the ring, Ace King helps Tanja up and they shake hands before we fade to black...
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Phoenix
Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton
Preston Drake
Anaquin Adams
Ace King
AC Delaney
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: FN'R
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Dominic Sanders
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Dominic Sanders
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: FN'R
MATCH FIVE | MAIN EVENT
WRITER: FN'R
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RECAP OF WINNERS
TAG TEAM MATCH
S.T. Vs THE CONJURING [N/S]
WINNER(S): S.T.
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SINGLES MATCH
THE ANIMAL Vs THE TITANESS
WINNER(S): SAMANTHA "THE TITANESS" HAMILTON
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SINGLES MATCH
BULLET Vs WINTERBORN
WINNER(S): ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL
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SINGLES MATCH
MALONE Vs SCORPIO
WINNER(S): MELODY MALONE
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SINGLES MATCH
DEVEREAUX Vs KING
WINNER(S): ACE KING
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: MELODY MALONE
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: MALONE Vs SCORPIO
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