FSW #92 DALY CITY, CALIFORNIA 02.05.2020

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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents

** SZN 21 IS HERE!! **
EPISODE 092

FEBRUARY 05, 2020

LIVE! from the Cow Palace - Daly City, California

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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.

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“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...

The scene immediately cuts to a pyro show erupting on the outside of the Cow Palace!





Then a cut to another, equally explosive show on the inside!

The fans packing the Cow Palace tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in Daly City knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show on Wednesday night is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy riffs from 'Superstar' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.

IT'S ALL I WANT, IT'S ALL I NEED
IT'S ALL I SEE, IT'S ALL I BREATHE
IT'S WHAT I AM, IT'S WHAT'S I KNOW
IT'S WHAT I FEEL, IT'S WHAT I BLEED!

On the MacTron, this episode of FSW begins with its opening video montage detailing many of the historic events that have taken place in the five-year history of Future Stars of Wrestling. From past champions like Jason Hunter, Dixie Dubois, Amis Shelton, Magdalena Lockheart, and Otaki all standing underneath an old FSW logo to the more current Future Stars Champions like Xavier Reid, Cletus Franklin, Robina Hood and Robbie Rayder tearing down that mold...

As more pyro goes off the the FSW logo appears and flashes of the roster appear on the screen such as Candy,Mercenary, Jason Rayne, Allen Anderson, Ezio DeLuca and finally Kyle Gautier. Then, the camera cuts to a shot from WrestleFest 2019 with Wes Welker winning the North American championship before fading into a shot of Stitches standing tall over Candy, the FSW title in the air...

The camera pans around the loud and out of control audience. As the fireworks continue to explode, the fans chant and cheer! The atmosphere inside the Cow Palace seemed to be charged with that ten million volts of electricity as described in the song. Cameras pan around the arena to catch some of the signage that many fans have brought to the Cow Palace with them here tonight. The FSW fan-base is as adamant about having their voices heard now as ever:

"SZN 21: The Year of the Clown!"

"IT'S LUNCH TIME!!! OHH YEAAA!

"Wes Walker: MY North American Champion!"

"I WANT CANDY!!!"

"RAYDER IS NEVER OUT!"

"RETURN OF THE MAC"

"F-S-DUB!!!"

"F-S-DUB!!!"

"F-S-DUB!!!"

"F-S-DUB!!!"

The lights come back to full and the fans offer one last rousing cheer at the opening festivities. Tonight's announcers are on standby and ready for the show to begin.

Watson: It's a new dawn, It's a new day,  and it's a new life for all of the Future stars of Wrestling! Good evening everyone and welcome to the ninety second episode of FSW!... We are coming to you live from Cow Palace in Daly City California. My name is Tim Watson and with my as always is Cid Sydney

Sydney: WE'RE GOING BACK TO BLACK TIM! The twenty first season of EWC kicked off on Monday with Brawl's first episode and what a show it was! but tonight, It's great to be back with another episode of FSW! 

Watson: A new season, of course, brings with it a lot of new faces, new contenders, even new champions! Stitches was successful at WrestleFest in breaking the Candy curse when he retained the FSW championship over the queen of the Candy castle herself Candy! Kyle Gautier, however, was NOT successful in retaining the North American title and Wes Walker is now the North American champion! This season also is going to bring with it several new faces as the orange brand has signed several new starts such as L.A. Meyers, Darlene, Jospeh Hall, Nezumi and that's just a few of them! 

Sydney: I can't wait to see what they can all do against the FSW regulars like Robbie Rayder, Mercenary, Ezio DeLuca, Jason Rayne and Allen Anderson! 

Watson: And don't forget about the tag teams! We have Lunch Time, the Combat Kings, and who know who else may decide to make FSW their home! I have to give credit to the EWC higher ups and General Manager Chris Brock for really making this season so stacked. Tonight we have FIVE amazing matches for you all tonight. two fatal five way matches that GM Brock put together to find a new contender to the FSW title, a tag team match that will put rivals Jason Rayne and Allen Anderson against the Combat Kings, Killjoy Ito makes a rare FSW appearance to take on the current FSW champion Stitches and in our Main Event we have Wes Walker going one on one against Candy in a non title bout! 

Sydney: We have all this and SO MUCH MORE! Our first match of the night will be coming up right after this quick message from EWCTV. Don't go anywhere .. FSW action will be back in exactly 1 minute

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The jumbo screen flickers and the picture of a sky appears on the eve of a storm, the clouds are dark and rolling across the sky quickly and with aggression. The lights inside the arena start to dim, the rumbling of a storm can be heard over the speakers as lighting appears in the clouds

And just as the cracks of lightning are about to hit a series of strobe lights light up the arena, strobes flash all over the stage, the crowd and the ring

Watson: No way.... Ladies and Gentlemen I think we are about to be graced by one of the FSW greats. What a way to start off the new season of FSW!!!

‘Papercuts’ starts to play out inside the area as the strobe lights all form one giant spotlight that settles onto the stage, smoke rises up from where the spotlight has settled on the stage as Xavier Reid walks out ,the X-Division Championship around his waist, his arms crossed in an X over his chest as he stands at the top of the stage and looks out towards the ring.

The fans inside The Cow Palace erupts into cheers as he starts to walk towards the ring, shadow boxing as he does eyes locked on the ring

Xavier bounces up and down while looking at the ground and then looks up and smirks as he heads towards the steps and slams his foot down on each step as he marches up the steps and unhooked the X-Division Championship and turns and faced the crowd and then jumps into the ring and walks to the center of the ring where he’s handed a microphone by Isabella Starr but before he can speak the FSW fans break out into a chant

WELCOME HOME

WELCOME HOME

WELCOME HOME

Xavier takes a second to take it all in before raising the X-Division Championship into the air to a huge pop before putting the championship over his shoulder

Reid: January 16th 2019 I stood right here in this ring, inside this very arena and said thank you and goodbye, thank you to the FSW because they welcomed me in when they could have made my life a living hell. I had flamed out in the EWC, failed in my first run on Brawl and walked away. They could have been skeptical about me walking into the FSW, then GM James Tyson could have been cautious of me and kept me on the outside of the Tournament of Power until I proved myself but he didn’t, he looked me in the yes and said ‘Xavier I’m tossing you in the deep water to see if you will sink or swim’ and for that I can’t thank James Tyson enough.

Xavier pauses as the crowd inside The Cow Palace gives the former GM a round of applause

Reid: He allowed me to show the FSW that what I was saying wasn’t meaningless words, I had come back to the EWC to PROVE I belonged and I wasn’t going to take any shortcuts, I could have called Victor Price and begged for my job back on Brawl, I could have went and seen Michael Saint and got myself on the Rampage roster but I wanted to EARN my spot, I wanted to KNOW that if and when I was called up it was because I DESERVED that call up, you see at the time the FSW was ruled by Otaki, Megan had won the EWC Rumble in the Bronx, she had Main Evented WrestleFest, she had proven she was not just the best the FSW had to offer but one of the very best in ALL of EWC, I looked around and saw a Maggie Lockheart who was new to the business and killing herself to show she belonged and was in fact the best up and comer the EWC had to offer, there was hunger here in the FSW and for the first time in a very long time I HAD THAT SAME HUNGER…

The fans cheer as Xavier pauses

Reid: I feel in love with wrestling again while I was here in the FSW and I thank you for that, I thank James Tyson and Brandon Carter Banks for allowing me to come to this ring for each and every FSW show and prove that I belong, I thank Senior Executive Advisor to the EWC Dr. David Shearer for allowing me one last match here in the FSW and a chance to say goodbye and I thank the now GM Chris Brock for allowing me to stand here tonight and keeping the door always open for those that came through the FSW and welcomes them back as family when they do return.

Xavier nods as the fans clap

Reid: For 162 days I had the privilege of being the FSW Champion, to fight under this banner in the Insanity Cage match at Night of Champions and take on all challengers to that championship and I did so with pride. I understood that each and every time I stepped into THIS ring or representing the FSW it was an honor because there were people left off the card or shows. I didn’t take ANY match for granted despite my success here, I busted my ass trying to prove that the FSW had as much talent as Brawl and Rampage and that on any given night anyone here in FSW could beat those ‘main brand’ guys. I took pride in that, I took pride in beating guys like King Flip when he came here from Rampage to ‘kill the run’ I was on, that one was personal and I showed that the Xavier Reid that King Flip beat around the ring was not the Xavier Reid that returned to the EWC. I took pride in facing Nostalgia not once but twice when the then X-Division Champion came here to the FSW to give one of us a shot. I took pride the night I went to Brawl and beat the then X-Division Champion Happy outside in a parking lot and when 2018 closed and we moved into 2019 I knew that I had graduated from the FSW, that if I wanted this…

Xavier grabs the X-Division Championship and looks down at it

Reid: I had to move on to Brawl or Rampage in order to become what I thought I had become, the best X-Division wrestler in the EWC, to win this championship, 2019 was an amazing year for me, I was in the Main Event of StrangleMania, the Main Event of Hardcore Revolution, I was in the Main Event of Night Two of WrestleFest, I won this X-Division Championship TWICE in 2019 but through it all I kept an eye on the FSW, I watched as the next generation was groomed...the way I was for the main stage, I kept an eye on who might be coming my way. I watched as someone like Robbie Rayder come here and do exactly what I did, rejuvenate his career and become FSW Champion, I see someone like Candy, who’s been to the top of the mountain as EWC Undisputed Champion set aside the calls for her to make the jump to Brawl or Rampage and come here to make sure she’s ready when that time comes, I see someone like your current FSW Champion Stitches, who was dominant in Prime come here and be just as successful, your North American Champion Wes Walker work his way up the ladder and continue to get better each and every time he steps foot in this ring, guys like Mercenary hold his own in the Drake Memorial match against the best the EWC has to offer...and I’ve also heard YOU Jason Rayne…

The fans boo as Xavier puts the X-Division Championship back over his shoulder

Reid: I get it, I once stood where you do now and said the same thing, that I was the BEST when it came to the X-Division but I had beaten the EWC X-Division Champion on three occasions and spare me what you’ve done outside these walls, it doesn’t matter, it gets you NOTHING here, look around backstage, every direction you look you will see someone who’s been successful in other companies, champions in their own right, I backed up those claims Jason, I went out there and beat Nostalgia twice, beat Happy...I proved that I was in fact the best...what the hell have you done?

Xavier starts to walk around the ring

Reid: Other than of course make excuses because see I heard you talk on the eve of WrestleFest about your Ambulance match, I heard you talk down Darius, Samuel McPherson and Joe Porter, pointing out how none of them had a chance in that match, explaining why they didn’t stack up to you in that match only to watch as Darius took home the win, now there is no shame in losing, it happens in this business but for you to then try and spin it as if you didn’t give a damn, to act like that match didn’t really matter and then try and act like you didn’t LOSE that match with some lame ‘there is no loser in a four-way match, only a winner’ bull shit, well Jason...that’s what made me squirm, a hell of a lot more than you ‘calling me out’ because YOU haven’t done enough to merit a match with me inside this ring, you don’t have the clout to ask for this match, I can laugh off your claims to be the best of the X-Division and chalk them up of words from a jealous little man and ignore them and focus on more deserving members of the EWC roster...but then I’d miss out in being able to beat some damn respect into you boy...so I can’t offer you a shot at this…

Xavier slaps the X-Division Championship and then hands it off to Isabella Starr

Reid: But what I can offer you the match you seem to want so damn badly...so Jason I know you are back there, bring your ass out here…

‘The Game’ by Motorhead plays for a few seconds, before Jason’s voice is heard over the arena’s PA system.

Jason: Cut the music!

Jason emerges from the entrance, doing a few slow claps as he walks forward.

Jason: Bravo, Xavier, bra-vo. You win some belt a few times, and suddenly you have an ego enormous enough to rival Hulk Hogan’s, acting like you are God’s greatest gift to wrestling; like you are now suddenly too far above everyone to give anyone the time of day. There’s just one problem, Xavier I don’t believe your act, not even for a second.

Jason reaches the ring, pulls the top rope down, and steps over it into the ring, never moving his gaze from Xavier Reid.

Jason: Do you want to know why, Xavier? Well, too bad, I’m going to tell you, anyway. It was you who first issued the standing challenge to me, half-way through the last season. What was it that you said? I believe it was, “To watch the ‘Devil of the X-Division’ Jason Rayne and to let him know when he wants to test that theory I’m only a phone call and a quick flight to the Cow Palace away.” It takes a pretty twisted, demented individual to come out here and say I don’t have enough clout to be able to face you in the ring, after already telling me all I have to do is ‘make the call.’ Hell, Xavier, that’s demented enough that it even makes Stitches look like a Boy Scout by comparison.

Jason continues walking in the ring until he is within an arm's length from where Xavier stands. Jason stops, raises the microphone back up to his mouth to speak once again, looking directly into Xavier's eyes the entire time

Jason: Well, I’m here now, Xavier, and the ringing you are hearing right now is not the tinnitus that no doubts plagues you day after day, it’s me, Xavier - accepting your challenge. So you just keep holding your precious, little belt as tightly against your entitled, little bosom as you can, Xavier, because regardless of if this match happens, and regardless of its outcome, I am coming for you, and I am coming for that belt - much sooner than you think!

Xavier smirks

Reid: Good to see you’ve been paying attention in promo class Jason, my only question is had I not come here...for you, would you have had the stones to make that call? Don’t answer that, because I issued that challenge at the end of July and here we stand on February 5th, now all I’ve heard from come out of your hole is how you are this ‘X-Division’ star, you say you are the best, this championship on my shoulder says otherwise but you had an open challenge for over 6 months and never picked up the phone, yet you kept talking the game...so here I am, this isn’t YOU picking up and making the call, this is ME kicking the door to your home down and walking right in and right up to your face telling you you aren’t shit, nothing more than a loud mouth flapping his gums with no intention of picking up that phone and saying ‘Xavier I want my shot’ and why would you when it’s easier...and safer for you to keep talking here in the safe space that is the FSW but I’m done listening Jason, you’re aren’t coming for shit, I’m here to end this and show you your place in all this...you want to see what a real X-Division star looks like…

Jason: You aren’t shit Xavier

They both drop their microphones and get face to face. Jason starts to bark something at Xavier, who is clinching his fists. Xavier takes a small step back as he begins to rear back, looking to strike as he is interrupted by music

ARE YOU READY?...LET'S GO!!!

 "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor begins to blare as Chris Brock comes rushing through the current, a microphone in hand. 

Chris Brock: No no no.... This is NOT going to happen. Jason, Xavier... step away from each other right now. 

FSW security is now rushing to the ring. The first one to the ring slides under and gets between the two warriors in the ring. Reid takes a step back, Jason smiles and takes one back as well. 

Chris Brock: We aren’t doing this tonight gentlemen. This is the season premiere, and I am not about to let things get out of hand like previous GMs have allowed. 

Brock is to the ring now, walking up the steps and entering the ring as the crowd starts to buzz with excitement.

Brock: The two of you have a score to settle, that much is clear... 

Brock turns to Jason Rayne. 

Brock: Jason, you call someone out and you have to expect that one of them is going answer back. 

Brock turns to Xavier Reid.


Brock: Xavier... You were one of the finest examples of an FSW Alumni moving on and continuing to succeed. I resepect your hustle, and I thank you for coming tonight. 

The fans cheer. 

Brock: So this is how its going to be. You want each other? I'm all for it....at FSW ninety-three right here at the Cow Palace, it will be Jason Rayne verses Xavier Reid... under X-Division Rules!

The crowd erupts at this news. 

Brock: This will be non title, but you two can tear this place to the ground if you want... as for tonight, you two aren’t to touch one another... Do I make my self clear?! 

Xavier and Jason bark back and forth at each other as the FSW Security keeps them apart. We cut back to Watson and Sydney. 

 

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Fatal Five Way Match
Winner moves on to determine #1 Contender to the FSW title

Chris Maverick

VS  Joseph Hall
VS L.A. Meyers
VS Darlene
VS Xavier Frazier
 

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Watson: Welcome back to the season premiere of Future Stars of Wrestling! As you can see, you can expect the unexpected tonight. We have't had our first match of the season yet but already have a match set up for our NEXT show...Up first, though,  we have a fatal five-way where the winner advances to a singles match against the winner of the other five-way tonight to determine the number one contender clowned prince and the FSW title!

Sydney: It’s the perfect opportunity here for someone to start this season off right. Who do you have your money on Tim?

Watson: I wouldn’t like to bet on it. With Chris Maverick and Darlene in the match, anything can happen!

Sydney: Xavier Fraizer, Joseph Hall and L.A. Meyers all have an excellent shot in this too. Meyers has the momentum from Thunder and the power of White Claw on his side as well! It really is too close to call.

The camera cuts to the ring where FSW ring announcer Isabella Starr is standing by:

Starr: The following match is scheduled for a Fatal Five Way. Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 235 pounds, he currently resides in The Graveyard, he is the Devil's Worst Nightmare..CHRIS MAVERICK!

"Sing From The Gallows" by Diablo BLVD blasts through the PA boxes, as Chris Maverick stumbles his way out, with a crazed look around to the fans. Maverick's eyes are widened and he has a sly smirk on his face. Maverick slowly walks down the ramp, slapping his head. When Maverick slaps his head, he turns to an angered expression and slowly makes his way up the steps. Maverick looks around at all of the booing fans and ignores them. Maverick drops his jacket out of the ring, as he starts talking to himself, and mutters something to the referee. The referee has a confused look on his face, and Maverick pats his back, before laughing to himself again as if he had just made an extremely funny joke. Maverick laughs his way into the corner until he stops, and his angry expression is back, as he waits.

Starr: And his first opponent, from Central Indiana, weighing in at 225 pounds... L.A. MEYERS!!

Meyers walks down the ramp to "Space Lord" by Monster Magnet and enters the ring.

Starr: The next opponent is from Olympia, Washington, weighing in at 257 pounds… JOSEPH HALL!

'Blue Collar Man' by Styx begins to play and the lights flash to the beat of the drums as Joseph Hall steps out onto the stage and looks out into the crowd.

Hall walks down the rampway, slapping the outreached hands of fans and rolls into the ring. He springs to his feet and rushes to the ropes nearest the camera, stepping one foot on the middle rope and raising his right arm up high. He steps back and admires the crowd once more before stepping into his corner.

Starr: Up next from Southside Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 125 pounds… DARLENE!

"Detox" by strapping young lad hits the speakers and Darlene strolls down to the ring to join the others.

Starr: Finally, from Ventura, weighing in at 190 pounds… XAVIER FRAZIER!

"Mortal Combat" by The Immortal’s hits and Xavier makes his way down to the ring to get this match underway.

DING DING DING

Chris Maverick dives at Joseph Hall and nails him with a big forearm that sends him falling into the corner and at the same time, Darlene closes the distance between herself and Xavier only to be struck down by Meyers. Xavier doesn’t thank Meyers and nails him with a dropkick that almost topples 225-pound man over the top rope. Chris and Joesph fight in the corner where Joseph manages to fight his way out and huge haymaker that downs Maverick and he goes for a quick cover which only gets the one count! Darlene strikes the knees of Xavier that sends him on all fours and Mayers uses the opportunity to have a little payback and lands a kick to Xavier’s head. Joseph then gets nailed by Meyers with the Knee Cruncher, Darlene then tries to hook in the Full Nelson on Meyers but Xavier interrupts with a full nelson of his own.

Watson: Great action so far, we have pure aggression and technical moves to admire. Xavier has impressed me so far and that Full Nelson had no flaws, perfectly executed!

Sydney:Chris and Joseph have gone to war with each other so far and that’s a battle I’d like to see more of but Meyers and Darlene are also impressing me.

Meyers takes aim at Maverick but comes up short and he manages to land the Resolution of Death IV, Meyers manages to kick out at 2.5. Xavier is in the corner after Darlene and Joseph momentarily team-up which doesn’t last long as Darlene nails him with the Vile Divinity and goes for the cover, Xavier interrupts on the two count. Xavier and Darlene battle it out and end up falling through the ropes and they continue to battle it on the mats. Maverick picks Meyers up but gets caught off guard with the Sweep The Leg, Johnny and Maverick goes down. Meyers quickly goes for a cover but Joseph interrupts by grabbing Meyers and lifting him up into the air for a Vertical Suplex, then goes for a cover but only manages a two. Xavier manages to put Darlene down for long enough that he is able to return to the ring. Xavier climbs the top rope and lands an impactful cross body onto Joseph and manages a two count.

Watson: Joseph has been on a roll and all that momentum gets taken away with a superb cross body. Xavier is really showing up tonight! Darlene has just reentered the ring and I’m sure she has a bone to pick with Xavier here!

Sydney:Darlene has something about her that makes me shudder but in a good way. I’m excited to see how this match plays out. I can’t put my money on anyone.

Meyers now capitalizing on the break in action goes after Hall with some boots, then brings him up to his feet. Meyers then looks around to see the ref looking at Xavier and Maverick trading blows, turns and pokes the eyes of Joseph Hall as the crowd begins to boo. Meyers than takes a clan of White Claw out of his pocket, opens it and throws it in the face of Hall, who ducks and instead it hits the face of Darlene, who begins to yell (because that -ish burns!).


Sydney: SURPRISE! White Claw!!!!!

Hall quickly kicks Meyers in the midsection, then takes him by the head and throws him to the outside. He turns quickly to see Chris Maverick putting the boots to Frazier. Frazier finally is able to block one and throw is aside as Maverick's foot connects to the ring post, causing his knee to crumple awkwardly as he falls to the mat instantly, holding his knee. Frazier and Hall are the last two standing as Xavier is looking on and smiling at the fallen Chris Maverick. Hall wastes no time as he grabs Frazier and hits a snap belly-to-back suplex. The crowd is buzzing as Frazier rolls through and gets to his feet barely but not before Hall hits a massive Western Lariat!


Watson: WESTERN LARIAT! MY GOD STAN HANSEN IS ALIVE IN DALY CITY!!!

Hall quickly goes for the cover as the ref counts...


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TWO........



THREE!!!!!!


 

DING DING DING

Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... JOSEPH HAAALLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!

Watson: WOW!....Just....WOW! Joseph Hall has just planted his flag inside the Cow Palace and he is now going to move on to see if he can become the number one contender to the FSW title! 

Sydney: BUT......BUT.....WHITE CLAW!!!! How did the master of the Claw not win this?!

Watson: Because in this story, the good guy won!!!! You do NOT want to go anywhere ladies and gentlemen, This show is FAR from over!!! We will be right back! 

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Allen Anderson is backstage dressed in his wrestling gear. As he finishes up wrapping his wrists up, Allen is watching a tape of last season’s WrestleFest watching it with intent. While Allen watches, Lunch Time’s tag match comes on the screen. Allen - as studious as he is - examines the whole match, but not without shaking his head in disappointment and disbelief from time to time. While Lunch Time begins to engage with America’s Most Hated, Jason Rayne is walking by and overhears Allen.

Allen Anderson: This is a pathetic effort by Lunch Time, they’re not even taking their fucking championship match serously?! What the fuck?! I was pulling for you guys! FSW could’ve bought home the Tag Team gold! How can Lunch Time shit the bed so badly?! Did they even try to win?

Jason Rayne: Now what are you going on about, Allen? Let me guess: Sandra stood you up on date night?

Allen: Hilarious Jason! In fact you should try stand up comedy. You’ll be the next George Carlin for sure.

Jason: I give up, then. Not like I really cared to begin with.

Allen: Then why the fuck did you ask in the first place?! Anyway, if you really want to know...

Jason (interjecting): I don’t.

Allen: Let me finish! I was watching tape of WrestleFest, and the Lunch Time tag match just played. It’s been some time since I had seen such sloppy wrestling. It was like high school athletics all over again!

Jason: Ha! You’re telling me! High school wrestling just isn’t up to the same standards they once were.

Allen: That they aren’t, but that is beside my point.

Jason: You actually have a point? Really? You?[/b] You gotta be kidding.

Allen: Yes I do Rayne, I don’t go rambling for hours on end like you do. My point is, Lunch Time looked terrible, and they were representing our brand.

Jason: What did you expect, they’re like a couple of Walruses, waddling around and masquerading as professional wrestlers.

Allen: Nah they’re just fucking lazy! If Lunch Time gave a shit, then Melody would only walk away from Wrestlefest with one championship. BUT! We could do better. We should do better.

Jason: We?

Allen: Yeah, you and I. We should make a statement on the sad state of the Tag Team division in EWC.

Jason: I repeat: You gotta be kidding. You’re forgetting the fact that we’re - oh, I don’t know - feuding?

Allen: Don’t you think our brand and its reputation trump the feud? If the brand looks weak, it makes the two of us look weak as well.

Jason: I suppose you do make a point. If we do this, you do know we won’t be facing Lunch Time today, right? They will make us tag against some rookies, before they let us have our shot against Lunch Time, as mediocre as they may be.

Allen shrugs.

Allen: Doesn’t bother me. Like I said, representing the brand and making it look strong is what matters most, and I have no doubt that it would be in both our best interests. So how about it? I am willing to do my part and honor a temporary truce - are you?

Jason ponders silently for a few seconds, before answering.

Jason: Alright, but only because when the brand looks good, I look good.

Allen: You look good, but I come out looking even better! So let’s beat the Combat Que- ah fuck! I mean Combat Kings. (Allen mutters: fuck you Sandra.)

Allen and Jason shake hands, and the two go their separate ways, walking off-screen.

We turn attention to the backstage area of the Cow Palace, where the backstage staff are furiously rushing around. A black curtain is pushed aside and an exhausted but exhilarated Joseph Hall emerges, striding over towards the cameras which quickly hone in on him. From off-screen, Lisa Goldrush springs into life and rushes up to him with microphone in hand.

Lisa Goldrush: Joseph Hall! A quick word about an incredible performance to win on your debut?

Joseph looks at her with a smile and nods.

Joseph Hall: I couldn’t have asked for a better debut than that, huh? It’s an amazing feeling to win the very first FSW match of 2020, in my debut, and to earn a chance to take a shot at Stitches. This is like a dream come true...

Lisa Goldrush: You put in a great showing against some of the brightest and best in the FSW tonight, any thoughts about them?

Joseph Hall: They showed exactly why they deserved to be in this match and they each could have very easily been in this spot right now. I know all four of them will have their moments of success in the near future if they keep it up – I know we’ll have our differences but they’re a credit to the FSW and professional wrestling and I know-

Joseph notices something off camera. He frowns and tilts his head, watching for a moment.

Joseph Hall: ... Can I help you?

The camera turning to face the new figure, it was Aidan O'Sheahan who had so rudely interrupted Joseph Hall.

Aidan O'Sheahan: Don't mind me, mate. Just 'avin a look at the level of standard of FSW, because it don't look bloody impressive from where I'm standing.

The Irishman moved in closer, focusing his attention at one man that already had his #1 contender match in sight.

Aidan O'Sheahan: I saw yer match, impressive to win in your debut, but don't get me wrong, it ain't impressive to win against those four shites.

Aidan presses his finger into Joseph’s chest.

Aidan O'Sheahan: An' why's a knacker like you even getting an interview, all ye did was walk in from the bloody street and get yerself a contract. Meanwhile I have fought my arse off on five different continents for fifteen years before I got my call.

Joseph shoves Aidan back, who steps away with a grin.

Joseph Hall: If we have a problem then we can settle it in the ring.

Aidan cocks his head towards the interviewer, cheesing a big grin and giving her the least impressive of winks.

Aidan O'Sheahan: So if you want a proper interview, feel free to find me backstage after I win my match, Lisa Goldsmith.

Lisa Goldrush: It's Lisa Goldrush, actually.

Aidan O'Sheahan: Ye, that's what I said.

Aidan walks away as the camera focuses on Joseph and Lisa. He watches Aidan leave.

Joseph Hall: Any time. Any place. Prick.

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Cemera's cut to another portion of the backstage stage area, Candy is seen sitting in a locker room full of treats.

Candy: I know Wes thinks he’s ready. But for as hard as he tries, he’s still going to end up in another Candy Crusher.

She pauses.

Candy: It’s a shame it has to be like this. Hopefully, he doesn’t take the loss too hard though. But even if does, just trying to make him aware that I’m coming for that North American Championship. Which should be crystal clear by the end of this Main Event.

Candy takes another bite out of her candy bar as Robbie comes into view.

Robbie: Do you know what else we’ll be made clear? That I want the FSW Championship back. I’m not playing around either. To prove it I will go through four other individuals to get myself one step closer. So I hope Stitches is paying attention. Because rest assured I’ll be seeing him soon.

Candy smiles.

Candy: Like I said before, this is going to be OUR year. And it all starts here tonight!

Robbie: Rayders-Out.

With that, the scene fades from the married couple.

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Tag Team Showcase

Jason Rayne & Allen Anderson

VS Combat Kings, Inc.

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Watson: It's already been an exciting night, but up next we've got two talented stars stepping into a ring with one amazing tag team.

Sydney: Yeah, and you've gotta think that after Anderson and the Combat Kings all managed to come up short at Thunder, how badly these guys are going to want to send a message to everyone with the new season start. I personally look forward to someone's head getting clotheslined off.

Watson: As macabre as that sounds, I wouldn't put it past them. Jayson talked about being able to win this match by himself, and Anderson mocked the Combat Kings' ability to get it done individually. I get the feeling words like that don't fall upon deaf ears.

Sydney: Especially since that tag team experience might be the thing that lets Combat Kings walk out as victors.

Starr: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, first, weighing in at a combined 362 pounds... THE COMBAT KINGS!

The lights in the building go down and the absence left by the light is soon filled by Zuse's hook off of Tech N9ne's "On the Bible", and both Combat Kings, Nikolai Volkov and Eiichi Kamiyama walk onto the entrance ramp to the jeers of the crowd in full force. Both men quickly enter the ring with minimal taunting and jeering, instead discussing last minute strategy in the corner.

Starr: And their opponents, first, from Lincoln, Nebraska, weighing in at 250 pounds... JASON RAYNE!

'The Game' by Motorhead plays, and the crowd begins to boo as Jason Rayne comes through the entrance. Jason stops for a few seconds to bask in the jeers from the crowd, letting a cold smirk come across his face. Jason then makes his way methodically to the ring. Jason lifts the top rope slightly and nonchalantly ducks under it and steps into the ring. Jason proceeds to casually remove his leather jacket and shades, handing them to the referee, who removes them from the ring.

Starr: Secondly, from Harlem,  New York, weighing in at 205 pounds... ALLEN ANDERSON!

“0-100” by Drake begins to play while Allen comes out with Sandra Verma to the cheers of the crowd, which he raises his hands to bask in. Anderson climbs onto the top turnbuckle and poses just one more time to let it sink in while Sandra stands at ringside, before he finally hops in to join the other three fighters.

DING DING DING

Both members of the Combat Kings are on the same page as soon as their opponents enter the ring, charging across and breaking out into a brawl on the surprised Allen and Rayne before the bell can even ring. A knee to the stomach from Eiichi precludes Allen getting shoved out of the ring ropes, before both combat kings take their attention to Rayne. Combat Kings live up to their reputation while both empty their arsenal of punches and kicks with Rayne, who tries to fight both off until he’s floored with a high knee from Nikolai! Both begin stomping and making the most on their assault, until a running shotgun dropkick from Allen Anderson sends both men flying across the ring!

Sidney: Dubious means interrupted by two well-placed feet to the chest!

Watson: Dubious? I think you mean successful. Rayne’s furious. A focused man isn’t one that does well in an environment like this.

With a break, the referee gains control. Anderson Allen and the ref check in on the X-division's resident devil, Rayne, who gives his response to their queries with a hand wiping his nose and standing in the center of the ring. Rayne and Nikolai enter the ring to lockup, and it quickly devolves into revenge for the knee: punches in bunches exchanged between the two until Rayne’s tossed to the ring ropes, and floors Nikolai with a running clothesline. After laying on the punishment with a swinging neck breaker and a quickly broken pin, Rayne lifts Nikolai for a back suplex, but Nikolai elbows him in the face and backs him into the Combat King’s corner. Blind tag from Elichi, Rayne focused on Nikolai and doesn’t notice the springboard clothesline until he’s absolutely floored from behind.

Watson: An angry fighter makes an angry mistake and he’s lucky his head’s still attached to his shoulders!

Sidney: I'm afraid Rayne's violent nature might've gotten the better of him.

The next few moments are Combat King’s strength - quick tags, isolation, and frustration. Move after move, Rayne’s power helps him fight back, but Eiichi grabs his legs or Nikolai drags him back to the corner for another quick tag and double team move. Allen’s almost bursting at the seams in the corner, and ultimately gets his chance once Volkov and Nikolai try lifting Rayne into a suplex for the Workman’s Comp Claim, but Rayne counters and suplexes Nikolai onto Eiichii! After a tag, Anderson's a bat out of hell. Both Combat Kings get matching hesitation dropkicks for the occasion. His high-flying, high speed attack is followed up by a hurricanrana to Nikolai that sends him out of the ring, and a step-up enziguiri onto Eiichi that just barely misses the target… but when the Messiah of the Knee Strike Eiichi Kiyama tries to capitalize with a running knee as Anderson rises, he’s tossed into a Spanish fly!

1….

2….

KICKOUT!

Even without the pinfall, Anderson rises to pump up the roaring crowd.

Sidney: Anderson's so focused on his fans that he's not focusing on the match!

Watson: After a move like that, he kind of gets to celebrate. He almost had it! 

Allen quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle to finish the match, but Nikolai plays interference long enough for Nikolai to catch Allen with a leaping flying knee! Nikolai tries collecting Allen into an electric chair drop for a tag team finisher, but Rayne’s tag saves the show. Nikolai looks for his partner for the finisher, but only witnesses Kiyama’s skull getting driven into the mat with the jumping cutter, the Viper’s strike! He takes his focus from Anderson to focus on Rayne, but ends up getting the same fate as his partner after Anderson takes advantage of the delay with a POISONRANA, followed up by a Spiral Tap! Viper’s strike on to Nikolai ends the match with a pinfall and the two singles stars grab the win.

DING DING DING

Starr: And your winners, via pinfall... JASON RAYNE AND ALLEN ANDERSON!

Sidney: The Combat Kings played a hard-hitting game and got hard-hitting prizes. Rayne and Anderson get the win, but I think everyone's gonna' be feeling this one tomorrow.
 
Watson: Anderson gets to start his year off strong and Rayne's keeping the same momentum from his victorious season finale. Eiichi and Nikolai definitely put on a brilliant performance, but Rayne and Anderson could beat anyone when they fight like this. Folks, we have to pay some bills but don't you dare go anywhere... FSW is going to continue right after this! 

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As the camera comes back, Watson and Sydney are at ringside. 

Sydney: Before this match begins let us pause to take you back to Thunder IV when the Mercenary crashed the card to share some very strong opinions about the EWC locker room at large and the fan base who follow them.


The scene shifts scene to show Mercenary standing microphone in hand with his FEUD family behind him in the Hatchet House Gym back at the January 18 broadcast of Thunder IV in Indiana.

Mercenary {Amused.}: What? {Yelling.} What’s the matter? This is what you wanted! This is the bad guy schtick. YOU people. You don’t even know what you want. You come here week after week and you boo the good guys because they’re lame and you cheer the bad guys because they are just too sweet. Then you go back to your basements and you shit talk everybody on both sides of the business like you could do it any better in your wildest dreams. You people can keep your applause, because I’ve seen the stuff you cheer for and your adulation is arbitrary to the point of being on the level of trained seals barking for their breakfast. It’s just noise. IT MEANS NOTHING. YOU mean nothing. Your love. Your hate. Your support: MEANINGLESS. Nobody needs it, even though so many of those idiots in the locker room want it. They crave it. They do whatever they can to get it. The louder the better. Hell, I’ve been as guilty as the next guy. I thought if I could win the crowd that it would help with my career. But you people never helped anyone but yourselves. You gorged on my frustration. You grew fat as you fed on my disappointment. The gluttons that you are, you all feasted on my failure and you never got tired of the flavor. Pigs, nothing but swine: Rolling in muck and rutting in filth. But I forgave you. Hell, I thought it was probably my fault. And I kept forgiving you right up until I heard how loud you cheered when you watched an angel fall... When she crashed through that table on the floor… As she lay there in pain… I heard all of you out there louder than I ever had before. You loved it! You found satisfaction in seeing her get hurt. You got off on her pain! And Walker called ME the low life. But YOU are the low lives! You people tune in just hoping to see an old star like me or a great talent like Ace King lose so you can laugh and feel better about your own pathetic existences. YOU who’ve never fought for anything. YOU who’ve never tried for anything. YOU who have never been anything more than the garbage that you are. You don’t come here to share in our victories, you come to take pleasure in our defeats. But I will tell you this: I am DAMN tired of giving you scumbags the satisfaction. I’m damn tired of running from my past and I’m even more tired of hiding from who I’m supposed to be.

The scene returns to the present.

Cid Sydney: Some less than kind words from a less than kind man.

Tim Watson: But one who really seems to love the sound of his own voice.

Cid Sydney: And when you speak of a devil, he shall appear.

Tim Watson: With a Succubus in tow.


Meet The Monster by Five Finger Death Punch blasts throughout the building. A flashing red strobe lights the stage as the rest of the room goes dark.

Isabella Starr: "And now hailing from West Oakland California It is time to meet the monster who you all have helped create. He is the EWC Outlaw. He is:

The Mercenary

Mercenary walks into the flashing red light. His face is hidden behind a hard plastic tactical mask decorated with The Punisher's skull logo. He is stiff... hard... Frankenstein's deadly creation come to life. He crosses both arms, gloved fists clenched, across his chest under his chin. The pose resembles a skull and crossbones. Smoke rolls in and with it comes the beautiful Dalilah Ashe. She grasps his arm and pulls herself to his immobile steel frame. They stand together in the smoke as a burst of flame explodes all around them. 

Removing the mask the two move together forwards towards the ring at a steady pace filled with menace and a deadly purpose. Stepping over the top rope the man holds the ropes open for his lady. Walking to the turnbuckles he mockingly salutes the audience.  They answer with a barrage of dislike.  He waited until the sound of the crowd’s booing died down before he started to speak.

Mercenary: Yeah I’m just thrilled as hell to see all of you too. But try to keep it down cause I’ve got some shots to take before the punches start flying, some target practice, if you will. After all, there is just so much that needs to be said. Robbie Rayder, what can I say? Listening to you talk about this match was like hollering into a hole and listening for the echo. I guess some great minds really do share some of the same opinions. The only difference is, is that after I finished saying my piece I went to the gym. Pushed plates. Hit the heavy bag. Got ready for a fight. But you Robbie, you went off to party down while the world watched the Kansas City Chiefs win the Super Bowl.

At the mention of their name Mercenary spit on the ground and scowled, scratching absently at the Raider tattoo on his arm.

Mercenary: But at least your Candy girl was pleased with all the eats she had to sample from. I mean damn it man, how much sugar can that little girl snort and still stay that tiny? I don’t think I’ve ever seen her without some kind of cookie in her mouth. It’s just a shame that her gal pal Gabbi is still sitting at home with her ghosts and isn’t around to share her snacks anymore.

Catching the hint of his implied intent many of the fans start to boo anew. Even those who didn’t get the subtle jab at Candy’s bedroom behavior booed at the mere mention of Gabrielle Visconty’s recent tragedy. Merc chuckled to himself.

Mercenary: Implied Homo-Phobia. Yeah. Don’t’cha just eat that stuff up? That’s more of that bad guy game I talked about the other night. Hey, don’t boo me, you’re the ones who asked for this and I am nothing if not accommodating. Give the people what they want. Win the crowd and win your reward and all that other bullsh*t. Ain’t that what the experts say? Well, maybe not if you ask NEZUMI. After all, the East Asian Geppetto doesn’t do anything for anyone but himself. He doesn’t do it for the money. He doesn’t do it for the fans. No, NEZU-MI does it just because he can. Sounds like a catch phrase to me. You can keep that one Puppet Master, on the house. Here’s something else that’s on the house: A little bit of free advice. You may be one creepy little dude- I mean you seem to give your own manager the heebie-jeebies.- but I think you’ll find it much harder to take on the flesh and blood challengers who will be waiting out here for you than it is to manipulate a bunch of marionettes with familiar faces. But you did get one detail right. Dalilah does sometimes like to choke me. But that’s okay. Our safe phrase is Tommy Love, because there’s no better way to let your partner know that you’ve just gone a bit too far.

You’re a well schooled man Rat Boy. You really seem to know thy enemies. Our victories. Our defeats. And you seem to think you know what makes us all tick. But remember Rodent Lad, if you didn’t learn it by now out on the streets, often times appearances can be deceiving. Like the fact that on face value Aidan O’Sheahan looks like just another Guiness swilling potato eater. If Ezio DeLuca’s bullet point process can be believed he’s nothing more than a thick headed Irish hooligan pogoing around the pub to the sounds of Flogging Molly and the Dropkick Murphys. Not that there is anything at all wrong with that. They are both great bands. But REALLY Ezio, resulting to such stereotypes? I’m ashamed of you. That’s just a bully tactic. And here I thought that you were the open-minded hero of the people. A flamboyant second-coming of Saint Walker himself. It’s really very disappointing. Did you peep that promo? Aidan O was time jumping around like he had his own version of the Tardis. He’s a regular Irish Doctor Who.

Mercenary winced at his mock mistake.

Mercenary: Oh THAT’S RIGHT. Dr. Who is an English thing right? Sorry about that Fella. My mistake. But just as a little fact for fun time mate, the Irish didn ‘t starve because the English were eating their potatoes. The potatoes died from blight. The people starved because England was stealing their grain and other foodstuffs. So there ya go. The more you know. But you don’t have to listen to me if you don’t want to, because I’m apparently just an empty attic who is easy to ignore. Because if Ezio DeLuca says it, well, then it must be true. Ezio is, after all, another student of the game. He said that he doesn’t know a whole lot about me and that is completely understandable because it’s not like I’m an open book or anything. It’s not like I haven’t talked about my past time and time and time again, over and over, for something like a year now for everyone to know. But I fear I just might have talked a little too much. So the time for talk is over. School’s out now Kiddoes and when the next bell rings we’ll be taking this fight out to the yard. Now ME, I’m already standing out here waiting, so let’s get this show on the road.

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Fatal Five Way
Winner moves on to determine the #1 contender to the FSW title

Ezio DeLuca

VS Nezumi
VS Mercenary
VS Aidan O'Sheahan
VS Robbie Rayder

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Watson: Welcome back folks! Next up... we have the SECOND and final Fatal Five Way match of the night! The winner of this match will face FSW newcomer Joseph Hall to compete for the #1 Contendership to the FSW Title. And BOY OH BOY this match is gonna be a doozy!

Sydney: I’d have to agree with you on that, Watson. I mean look at this list: Robbie Rayder, Aidan O’Sheahan, Mercenary, NEZUMI, and Ezio DeLuca.

Watson: I can’t begin to contain my excitement for this match, Cid. I have no idea who is going to win and I just LOVE that feeling.

Sydney: My money’s on NEZUMI, Mercenary, or O’Sheahan. They’re all mean, some of them green, and all ready to rumble with the likes of each other and the pompous pair of Rayder and DeLuca.

Starr: The following match is a Fatal Five Way with the winner advancing to a #1 Contendership match for a shot at the FSW Title! First to the ring... hailing from Shinsekai, Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 201 pounds… he is the "Rat King"... NEZUMI!

NEZUMI starts his trek down the ramp, letting his limbs fly free, captivated by the tune ushering him in. He stops on the ramp and beckons for the cameraman to get closer. Obliging his request, the camera operator is unsuspecting to NEZUMI's sudden lashing out. He grabs the camera delicately but drags it close to his face, giving it a kiss, leaving a lipstick stain. He cackles at the urgency to remove it before returning his focus to the ring.

Starr: Next to the ring… weighing in at 215lbs, he is the Irish Assassin… AIDAN O’SHEAHAN!

The crowd let out another raucous display of vitriol as Aidan rolls himself into the ring and runs himself to the top rope of the closest turnbuckle, making an effort to make his presence seen with plenty of uncouth gestures towards the people.

Starr: And now... hailing from West Oakland California... It is time to meet the monster who you all have helped create. He is the EWC Outlaw. He is… THE MERCENARY!

Mercenary walks into the flashing red light. His face is hidden behind a hard plastic tactical mask decorated with The Punisher's skull logo. Smoke rolls in and with it comes the beautiful Dalilah Ashe. She grasps his arm and pulls herself to his immobile steel frame. They stand together in the smoke as a burst of flame explodes all around them.

Starr: Next to the ring… weighing in at 225lbs... The Dreadnought… ROBBIE RAYDER!

The lights go out in the arena then a fog covers the entrance. The lights slowly come up as Robbie Rayder walks out through the fog and kneels down. He points his index fingers to the ceiling then lowers them to his lips. Rayder looks out at the crowd as he walks half way down towards the ring, then runs towards the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope.

Starr: And finally… from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 244 pounds... EZIO DELUCA!

Ezio appears on the entrance ramp and winks at a few adoring fans in the crowd. He makes his way quickly to the ring, smirking at the crowd as he slowly and carefully bends over through the top and middle ropes to enter. One final wink to the crowd and he’s ready to go.

DING DING DING

And the match is on. All five men are looking at each other... sussing out their first moves. Almost instantly some quick alliances form: NEZUMI, The Mercenary, and Aidan give each other a quick glance as they shift their bodies closer together on one side of the ring. Robbie and Ezio do the same on the other side, seeing the odds they are up against starting to take shape. The three heels glance at each other and lock hands as they steamroll towards the former tag team partners. They deliver a HUGE 3-person clothesline to Rayder and DeLuca, knocking the two former college athletes flat on their backs. But before the three can figure out their next moves, Robbie and Ezio are back on their feet and it’s an all out brawl in the squared circle. Robbie hits The Mercenary with a powerful spin kick… Ezio nails NEZUMI with a superkick… Aidan takes advantage of the numbers and hits DeLuca with a Pelé kick.

Watson: It looks like the old feuds are fired up and some fresh alliances are getting built right before our very eyes!

Sydney: I told you, Watson. It’s a numbers game. How are Rayder and DeLuca supposed to compete against talent like NEZUMI, Aidan, and The Mercenary? It’s just bad math!

The alliance of heels quickly breaks down as it becomes every man for himself. NEZUMI pulls a tiny puppet figure that looks like Robbie Rayder out of one boot and one that looks like The Mercenary out of the other boot. He cackles a bit as he does some playacting with the puppets while sitting on the turnbuckle. The Mercenary and Robbie are beating the absolute daylight out of each other while O'Sheahan and DeLuca grapple on the other side of the ring. DeLuca irish whips O'Sheahan into the turnbuckle where NEZUMI is sitting and knocks NEZUMI to the floor! Aidan and NEZUMI are both shocked! Seeing an opportunity to capitalize on, Aidan exits the ring and proceeds to the outside where NEZUMI is just getting up from the surprising humpty dumpty moment. Ezio sees Robbie and The Mercenary locked up and makes it a quick 2 on 1 advantage as he helps Rayder with some strong strikes on The Mercenary.

Watson: Wow wow wow! The tables have turned! Ezio and Robbie are back at it again! We saw them defeat Lunch Time in their debut match as a tag team duo and this looks like the sequel!

Sydney: I gotta say, I don't think you should count anyone out yet. This match is just getting good.

Robbie and Ezio continue their work on The Mercenary as NEZUMI works to keep O'Sheahan busy outside the ring. NEZUMI hits Aidan with a spinning heel kick and a dazed O'Sheahan hits him back with a kick to the groin and a DDT to the floor. In the ring, Robbie stuns The Mercenary with the Shock & Awe as Ezio lines up in a 3pt stance, ready for The Rundown. The Mercenary manages to fend of Rayder, but the two on one is just too powerful as Ezio nails The Rundown and The Mercenary falls backwards over the top rope, falling on top of NEZUMI and O'Sheahan.

But before Ezio can celebrate with Rayder, Robbie nails DeLuca with the Blitzkrieg! He didn't even see it coming! Ezio is out cold! Robbie picks him up and... OH NO! Star Destroyer! Robbie Rayder hits his former tag partner with the Star Destroyer and covers him for the pin...

ONE...

TWO...

THRE-

Mercenary slides under the bottom rope and breaks the pin at the last minute with a devastating club to the back of the head. Robbie grabs the back of his head for a moment which gives Mercenary just enough time to grab him by the arms and tosses him to the outside. With no one else in the ring, Mercenary looks to Ezio who goes to throw a punch at the big man, but Mercenary side steps and kicks Ezio in the guy, doubling him over. He then wraps his arms around the smaller DeLuca and lifts him up for a gutwrench power bomb! He's not done though as he lifts Ezio again and delivers a crucifix powerbomb! Merc follows up with the cover and the ref goes to count...


ONE......



TWO......


THREE!!!!!

DING DING DING

Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... MERCENARY!

Watson: I can’t believe it, Cid! Mercenary has come into season 21 with a passion and desire that we have not seen by the big man before!

Sydney: What a turn of events! It was neck and neck between those five the whole way and Mercenary took the opportunity that was presented to show that he is not messing around anymore. He wants the clown prince and now he is one step closer to that goal! 

Watson: I don’t know what to think after that match. My mind is blown. Let’s take a quick break before we get back to the action with Killjoy Ito vs. Stitches in a non-title singles match.

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The camera cuts backstage inside the Cow Palace to find ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love walking down the hallway on his phone

Buddy Love: Yes mom I’m enjoying California...no I didn’t join Scientology...or the Democratic Party...I know it’s all a bunch of brain-washing voodoo…

Buddy shakes his head

Buddy Love: Yes mom, I’m all back and ready to go to France in the morning...yes I remembered to pack extra underwear...yes I know I have to wear deodorant even though those smelly French people don’t, I’m not an idiot mom…

Buddy feels a buzz from the phone, pulls the phone away from his ear and look down at the screen to see the face of his father ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love

Buddy Love: Mom I have to go, daddy is on the other line...no mom I haven’t met Gabi yet and I don’t know if she’s tickling is pickle...I think it’s just business...no not like the funny business he had with that ring girl or the fan in Nashville...mom, I’m not going to ask him that, now I have to go...yes I’ll call you when I land...yes I downloaded the English to French app on my phone so it will translate everything you say to me so I can understand you while I’m there...ok, I heart you too...bye…

Buddy slides the screen to take Tommy’s FaceTime call

Buddy Love: DADDY!!! How are you doing this fine…

Tommy Love: Damn it Buddy I’ve been trying to call you all night…

Buddy Love: I know daddy, I’m sorry, mother called and she wouldn’t let me get off the line until she was sure I was packed and ready to go to France in the morning...that and she hates your lyin, cheatin, no good for nothin ass, her words not mine daddy, I love you…

Tommy Love: It’s been almost 30 damn years you’d think your mother would have moved on and gotten over that by now, Jesus the woman is like a dog with a bone about that...anyways are you ready for tonight?

Buddy Love: Yes sir, have my best jacket and bow tie on and I’m lookin sharp…

Buddy holds the phone away from him so his father can have a look at him

Tommy Love: Buddy I don’t give a damn how you look, I mean is Killjoy ready, you gave him the scouting info I sent over?

Buddy Love: I did but he said something in Japanese and you know I downloaded that English to French app and had to delete the English to Japanese app so I had no clue what he said and Jun just laughed and the two walked away from me…

Tommy Love: But he looked at them right?

Buddy Love: Yeah, he glanced at it…

Tommy Love: Damn it Buddy, you need to make him read over it and make sure he understands it, this match is very important for Killjoy, a win over the FSW Champion will play HUGE in Prime with their GM’s and could give me some bargaining room with how they treat Killjoy moving forward.

Buddy continues to walk down the hallway

Buddy Love: I know daddy, I’m not going to let you down, I’ll make sure Killjoy walks out of here tonight with the win, I brought a few toys with me tonight…

Buddy pulls out a pair of brass knuckles, a bag of white chalk, a handheld taser, handcuffs and a Trojan condom, ribbed for her pleasure and shows them to his father

Tommy Love: Good thinking son, you can never be under prepared for what the night brings, Stitches is one crazy ass clown and you never know what he might do so you need to be ready to push the ropes towards Killjoy or put his foot on the ropes if he needs you, you are his safety net out there, his eyes in the back of his head sort of speak, I know you can bring home this win tonight...now one more thing, and this is as important as the win tonight…

Buddy Love: Ok, what is it?

Tommy Love: Under no circumstances are you to talk, meet or have any interaction with FSW’s GM Chris Brock, if you see him coming turn and walk away, if he says something to you pretend you are on the phone and if he corners you and you have no escape just grab your chest and fall to the floor and act like you are having a heart attack...got it?

Buddy Love: Um…

Tommy Love: GOT IT!!! You are forbidden to talk to Chris Brock, you are to avoid him, go to that ring, win and then head straight back to the hotel, you are not to talk to Chris Brock!!! GOT IT!!!!

Buddy Love: Yes daddy, ok, well I have to go now, that Lisa girl is pointing at me, guess I have to do a segment and all…

Tommy Love: DO NOT TALK TO CHRIS…

Buddy Love: Ok then, byeeee….

And with that Buddy ends the call cutting his father off, when Buddy looks up he’s face to face with FSW GM Chris Brock outside Brock’s office door. He smiles at Buddy and extends his hand

Chris Brock: Buddy Love, it’s good to see you, come on in so we can have that little talk you wanted to have…

Buddy smiles and shakes his hand and walks into the GM’s office

 

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SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH

Killjoy Ito

VS Stitches

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Watson: Why is Buddy Love meeting with Chris Brock?!.....Well, I guess we will find out in time, but in the meantime what a night we’ve had! Joseph Hall and Mercenary will be going at next time for a shot at one of men we are about to see. Killjoy Ito accompanied by Buddy Love will be taking on the FSW Champion Stitches.

Sydney: It’ll be interesting to see how Killjoy will perform with Buddy in his corner instead of Tommy.

Watson: I think you’re the only one who is wondering that.

Sydney: And proud of it! I always see the angles that no one else does, that’s why I’m the best in the business!

Starr: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL, from TOKYO, JAPAN, weighing in at 235 pounds... KILLJOY ITO!

‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love walks out onto the stage and raises his arms into the air and lowers them as the lights also fade out, he jumps up and down all excited 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. He swings around to face the camera and the ring as Buddy Love runs up and stands by his side. Buddy motions to towards the ring and the pair begin to walk down the aisle to the mix reaction of cheers and boos from the fans. Buddy climbs up the steps first and holds the ropes open for Killjoy and then Buddy walks up to the referee and offers them a few dollars to ‘keep it fair’ but then laughs and shoves the singles back into his pocket as Killjoy walks to the center of the ring with his arms outstretched and tilts his head back and soaks it all in. Buddy helps Killjoy take off his robe and exits the ring.

Starr: And his opponent, from The Carnival of Shattered Dreams, weighing in at 260 pounds... your FSW Champion STITCHES!

'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.

Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.

Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.

DING DING DING

Killjoy Ito bounces around the ring a little bit, sizing up Stitches. The FSW Champion stands there watching him as Buddy Love yells at Killjoy from outside the ring. Killjoy lunges at Stitches and they lock up. Killjoy gets the upper hand and puts Stitches in a headlock. Stitches bounces off the ropes and throws Ito off of him and into the ropes. Killjoy bounces back and Stitches sends Ito flying with a hip toss. Killjoy springs up quickly and dusts himself off as Stitches stares him down. Killjoy runs at Stitches again but The Clown moves out of the way and sticks his arm out and catches Ito and hits a sidewalk slam! Stitches gets to his feet as Ito writhes on the ground. Stitches bounces off the rope and jumps up and his a knee drop on Killjoys forehead. Killjoy grabs at his head and tries to roll away from Stitches. Buddy Love is slamming on the mat trying to empower Killjoy.

Watson: Stitches is really taking it to Killjoy early on here.

Sydney: I think Buddy Love has something up his sleeve for this. He’s got him just where he wants him!

Stitches walks over to Killjoy and lifts him up to his knees. Stitches punches Killjoy and Killjoy goes back down. Stitches wipes his face and goes back down to get Killjoy again, this time Ito is ready for him and hits a leg sweep that knocks down Stitches. Killjoy and The Clown both get to their feet but Killjoy seems full of energy. He starts hammering his forearm on Stitches until he beats him into the corner. Ito backs up and then charges into the corner and hits a flying knee! Both men stumble out of the corner and Killjoy grabs The Clown and hits a Tiger Suplex and goes right into a pin!



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KICKOUT!

Stitches gets his shoulder free at the last second and gets away from Killjoy. Buddy Love is incensed outside of the ring. Pleading with the referee that it was a three count. Killjoy ignores this and lifts Stitches to his knees by his hair. Killjoy backs up, CORKSCREW KICK TO THE HEAD!



Watson: Stitches is down. It’s not looking good for the FSW Champion.

Sydney: Finally! What a kick!

Killjoy looks please with himself as Stitches is laid out on the ground. Ito walks towards the Clown and bends over to lift him up, Stitches pokes Ito right in the eye and Killjoy grabs at his face and backs off. The referee tries to get a look at the eye and then reprimands Stitches. It ends up paying off though because Stitches is able to regain his breath. Killjoy tries to throw a punch at Stitches but is off-center and goes right by Stitches. The Clown laughs at him. Killjoy rubs his eyes trying to get his vision back completely. Stitches charges at Killjoy with a forearm to the back. Killjoy stumbles and Stitches follows. He grabs Killjoy by the head and hits a sit-out power bomb! Stitches holds for the pin.

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KICKOUT!


Killjoy rolls backwards out of the pin attempt and onto his feet. Stitches gets himself up to his knees but not before Killjoy can charge and hit the KETTEI-DA! Stitches is out, Killjoy Pins!



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DING DING DING

Starr: And your winner, via pinfall…. Killjoy Ito!!

Watson: What a win by Killjoy Ito tonight, beating the FSW Champion is great way to start off your season.

Sydney: There was never a doubt! Killjoy had him all the way. The FSW stars need to step it up and not be losing to THE PRIME guy. But what happens now Tim? 

Watson: What do you mean, Cid?

Sydney: Killjoy just pinned the FSW champion CLEAN. does this have any impact on the FSW title picture? 

Watson: No way. Killjoy is a PRIME roster member, he can't compete for the FSW title...Well, up next, we’ve got two of FSW’s own when Candy will go up against the North American Champion Wes Walker!

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The screen cuts out black. A montage of flashing images show people in a spotlight surrounded by darkness; a close up of a woman in day of the dead face paint, a mother on her knees holding a dead child, a dog barking, a man holding a smoking revolver, a teenager blowing smoke rings, another man aiming his rifle, another teenager dragging on a spliff, a police officer on his knees holding a bloody wound on his stomach, a businessman pouring dollar notes onto the floor, a child in day of the dead face paint, a farmer cutting a tall plant down with a machete, a young woman wearing too much makeup applying more lipstick, an old man in a chair holding a knife to his throat.

Voice over: Evil sits inside all of us. El mal es humano. The devil watches us and prays for a chance to strike. Sé que lo dejarás.

The montage loops over and over getting faster each time.

Voice over: Do you let your evil take control? Or do you let other’s evil control you?

The montage gets so fast the images are unrecognisable until the screen again cuts to black.

Voice over: I am evil. Mal que puedes desnudar? Born from necessity. To hurt the bad people so you don’t have to.

El Muertos steps out of the darkness towards the camera until his face takes up the entire screen. He wears a full face makeup, white with black lines and red across the eyes. The look is similar to day of the dead skull face paint but much simpler.

El Muertos: I am Evil. I have fostered the devil so that the evil of others can’t hurt you anymore. Dejame lastimarte. Let me hurt you.

He stares deep into the camera in a creepy way. After a slightly awkward length of pause the camera fades slowly. His expression changing to joy just before black.

The feed on the Tron cuts to a peculiar scene- a neatly kept living room. The camera seems to be set on a coffee table, trained on Mike McGuire and Bishop Church, who are sitting on the couch. Both are wearing black suits, with Mike’s jacket open over a t-shirt with the words ‘bad guy.’ on it in red scratchy font. The two smile pleasantly.

Church: Hello, Daly City. Now don’t get worried. We would never take the pay cut to actually show up here. Mike and I just wanted to send a message to a special someone.

Abruptly, a clip from the last Brawl plays. In the black and white clip, Chuck Gacy violently attacks Silver Ann Gold while NSFW dances.

Church: Now some of you are probably wondering, what does a Brawl employee dealing with a Prime employee have to do with “Future Stars” of Wrestling? And if you’re asking that, you’re not paying attention and belong here. Tell them, Mike.

McGuire: Well, there’s somebody here who seems to have gotten his flamboyant little dander up over what was done on Monday and decided to play Internet Tough Guy at us over Fighter Talk. Which let me tell you, is a great time to get involved. I’m sure dear lil’ Silvie is so glad you got all mad at us online after the fact instead of when her nose was getting pummeled into her skull.

Church waves.

Church: Hey, Ezio. Don’t take this as a challenge. You have nothing worth taking. This is just a call for you to reflect. You come here with your jokes and your unwanted sexual advances and it’s a wonder at all why anyone would take you seriously. But now you’re angry at the two people who actually stopped this incident from going any further than it needed to. It’s an abject lesson in that in this business, there are no friends.

McGuire: A lesson needed to be taught, and hopefully, it was learned. But if you want taught as well, remember. That can always be arranged.

The feed cuts.

 

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SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH

Candy

VS Wes Walker

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Watson: What a NIGHT, Cid! Xavier Reid, Killyjoy Ito, and now NSFW has all made appearances tonight... I can’t believe this is only the first FSW of 2020 and we’re OFF TO THE RACES already.  Two people are going to fight for a shot at the FSW title next week, We have people who have debuted and are already impressing. It’s already shaping up to be a stellar year. I can’t tell the future, but it sure feels like it’s gonna be bright.

Sydney: Sure sure. Bright shiny rainbows. Candy castles. Clearly my head is now fully ready for this Main Event if sugary sweet Candy is on the brain.

Watson: This Main Event is quite a way to open up the year. Our newly minted North American Champion against a woman he faced and lost to in October of last year. Both competitors on a mission. Both ready to make a statement.

Sydney: I’ll make a statement, but I’m sure you’re not gonna like it...

Just as "I Want Candy" by Aaron Carter starts to play throughout the arena, fans immediately start to cheer as Candy emerges from the back all smiles as she does a little dance at the top of the stage.

Starr: The following non-title match is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring from Candyland, please welcome...'The Sweet Treat'...CAAAAAANDYYYYYY!!

After her name is announced, Candy begins skipping her way down the aisle as she tags the outstretched hands along the way. She circles half the ring before climbing up on the apron. As she takes a seat on it, Candy blows a kiss into the crowd. She then lays back and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Once she's on her feet again, Candy taunts the crowd until her music subsides.

Starr: And her opponent… from Galway, Ireland… the EWC North American Champion… WES WALKER!

Pyros hit and "Perfection Through Silence" by Finch begins to play, Wes Walker comes from behind the curtain with the North American Title over his shoulder. He raises it up above his head with one hand and the crowd goes wild. He bows his head and takes in the cheers. Wes puts the title back over his shoulder and walks down the aisle into the ring. He and the title slide under the bottom rope in a quick motion. He passes the title off to the referee after raising it one more time in the middle of the ring.

DING DING DING

The competitors in the ring give each other a respectful nod and take their positions in opposite corners. The match has officially started as Candy and Wes contemplate their first moves. Candy makes her move first and charges at Walker with a forearm smash. Walker times his counter very well and avoids the contact well enough to spin Candy around for a few swift kicks to her legs. Candy takes some blows in stride and catches Wes’s left leg on the 5th kick. Walker is off-balance just enough and Candy reverses her hold into a spear. Wes hits the mat hard as Candy locks in on her opponent. She’s focused and ready to take some punishment. But so is Walker. He leg sweeps Candy onto the mat. He picks her up and hits a solid belly to belly suplex as the crowd starts to roar.

Watson: These opponents have studied each other well. In their last match, Candy came out on top. She’s hoping her momentum from the Thunder IV win can carry her through to a win during tonight’s first Main Event of the 2020 season.

Sydney: Don’t discount Walker, though. He might have lost to Scorpio at Thunder, but he put up one hell of a fight and I don’t think he’s discouraged by the recent loss at all.

Candy’s pained expression starts to fade from her face as she shakes off the suplex. Before Walker can get fully to his feet, the speedy sensation Candy hit him with a Hurricarana and the crowd goes WILD. A slightly stunned Walker is face up on the mat and Candy doesn’t slow down as she perfectly executes a split legged drop on the North American Champion. In an effort to catch his breath, Wes rolls over and grabs the rope to help him up. Candy is looking to keep up the momentum… but Walker counters her attempted Irish whip and catches her with a DDT!

Watson: It’s like Walker KNOWS her playbook, Cid! It’s like a chess match up there. Both competitors keeping pace! But who will flip the script and get the win?!

Sydney: It really could be either, Watson. But hold on to your undies because I think Wes is gaining momentum.

Walker watches carefully as Candy gets to her feet and tries to nail her with a spinning front kick to the head. But she ducks! Walker has his back to her! She spins him around by the shoulder and hits the Candy Cavity Removal! What a wicked jawbreaker! Wes is on the mat as Candy starts to climb the turnbuckle. It looks like she’s trying to end this! She’s going for the Sugar High! BUT WES IS BACK TO HIS FEET AND THROWS HER OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! She hits the mat hard and he’s climbing to the top… it looks like he’s trying the Walking Tall! He wants to end this right here and right now! And Walker hits it! Candy is really hurting! Wes has the end in sight and THERE IT IS! The IRISH HAMMER! It could be over! He’s going for the pin!

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DING DING DING

Starr: Here is your winner via pinfall.... The EWC NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION.... WESSSSS.... WAAAAAAAAAAALKER!!!!!!

Watson: WOW! just..... WOW.... What a showing by both competitors. I would have thought this match would go until we had no more time tonight, but these two went at it so hard.... Seriously, what an amazing match we just watched. 

Sydney: Wes Walker has just set the town for this season. Stitches fell short in his match, but Wes just showed what being a champion in FSW is all about. I still don't like him, but I have to give him credit for this one. 

Watson: Folks, that's going to wrap it up for us tonight I want to thank everyone for joining us... Season 21 is just getting started, PRIME debuts this weekend and then next Friday it's the first episode of Friday Night Rampage where our NEW Undisputed champion will make her Season debut!. For Cid Sydney, I am Tim Watson. Have a great night! 

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SEGMENT WRITERS

Xavier Reid , Jason Rayne & PARAMOUNT
Jason Rayne & Allen Anderson
Joseph Hall & @aidensheahan
_.Candy._ & Robbie Rayder
MERCENARY
Ibuki Ito
El Muertos
@saunders

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MATCH WRITERS

MATCH ONE
WRITER: Nika Kosov

MATCH TWO
WRITER: Drago Santiago

MATCH THREE
WRITER: Ezio DeLuca

MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Wes Walker

MATCH FIVE | MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Ezio DeLuca

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RECAP OF WINNERS

FATAL FIVE WAY | WINNER ADVANCES TO DETERMINE #1 CONTENDER TO THE FSW TITLE
Chris Maverick Vs Joseph Hall Vs L.A. Meyers Vs Darlene Vs Xavier Frazier
WINNER: Joseph Hall pinned Xavier Frazier
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SINGLES MATCH
Sabriynn Cassidy (No Show) Vs Sarah Gemini (No Show) 
WINNER: Match cancelled due to double no show

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TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Jason Rayne & Allen Anderson Vs Combat Kings, Inc. (NS)
WINNERS: Allen Anderson & Jason Rayne

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FATAT FIVE WAY | WINNER ADVANCES TO DETERMINE THE #1 CONTENDER TO THE FSW TITLE
Ezio DeLuca Vs Nezumi Vs Mercenary Vs Aidan O'Sheahan Vs Robbie Rayder 
WINNER: Mercenary pins Ezio DeLuca 

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SINGLES MATCH | NON-TITLE MATCH
Killjoy Ito Vs Stitches (c)
WINNER: Killjoy Ito

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MAIN EVENT
SINGLES MATCH | NON-TITLE MATCH
Candy Vs Wes Walker (c)
WINNER: Wes Walker

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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Killjoy Ito
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Killjoy Ito Vs Stitches

© THE EXTREME WRESTLING CORPORATION 2020

After the credits are finished rolling, the cameras cut back into the arena. About two-thirds of the crowd have already made their way into the lobby and out of the Cow Palace doors, while the rest of the people have started making their way up the staircases inside of the arena. Suddenly, two men burst through the curtain on the stage huffing and puffing like crazy and towing luggage behind them in a frenzy. They stop on the stage and look around. They both bend over to breathe heavily as the taller one casually smacks the shorter one on the back. The two men of Lunch Time speak in between huffed breaths.

Tater: Damnit - - - Meat - - - we missed the season premiere of FSW!

Meat: Well - - - it’s not my fault! - - - No one got ahold of us about our - - - 2020 contracts!

Tater: But don’t - - - you look at the internet?! - - - You could have seen the notes from Chris Brock about - - - the premiere!

Meat: We were - - - in France! - - - I didn’t want to - - - rack up roaming charges!

Tater: Dang! - - - That’s why I had my phone off - - - too!

Meat: We’ve gotta be - - - better about communicating! We - - - could have avoided this!

Tater: Yes! - - - We do!

Both men stand up and take a deep breath to catch up. They look around and see very few people left in the arena at this point.

Tater: Wait. Did no one see us standing here? No cheers for Lunch Time or anything.

Meat: They must have thought we were catering.

They both look down to see that they are still wearing aprons from a cooking class that they were taking in France when they finally received word about the FSW premiere on Tuesday morning.

Tater: Oh yeah.

Meat: So. Do you think the show was good?

Tater: I don’t know, man. The only tag team match only had one ACTUAL tag team in it. Couldn’t have been that good of a show, right?

Meat: Yes sir! That’s right!

Tater: Come on, Meat. Let’s eat.

Meat: YESSSSS SIIIIR!

The two members of Lunch Time disappear back behind the curtain and the show finally ends.

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SEGMENT WRITERS
Lunch Time