PRIME #61 - SINGAPORE

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

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #61
FEBRUARY 23RD 2020



LIVE! FROM TOA PAYOH SPORTS HALL IN SINGAPORE

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

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

Cameras flash all around the arena as the Mac-Tron cycles through Prime's roster. Jordan Freaking Sharpe, Killjoy Ito, Dominic Sanders, Nevaeh, Faith Rivers, Carlos Ruiz, Silver Ann Gold, Jonty Kelly, Aeon Khronos, Vanita Thompson, El Pablo, Richard Garcia, Quinn Collins and El Volando are all featured.

After one final pan over the crowd...

The camera centers on ringside at the Toa Payoh Sports Hall, where Micah Everett and Sandra Amsler sit. As soon as they notice the camera, both commentators smile.

Micah Everett: Hello folks, welcome to another exciting edition of PRIME! We've got a night of exciting action for you, culminating in our main event here in Singapore!.

Sandra Amsler: That's right Micah, we've got Alexander Daemon taking on Dominic Sanders to kick things off, followed by Faith Rivers taking on the debuting Vivi! Plus, Killjoy Ito takes on El Pablo, Jordan Sharpe faces Colby Korver, and in our huge main event the Television Championship is on the line as Jonty Kelly defends against Lavender!

Everett: Lavender has had some big moments in the past year or so, but will she be able to carry that momentum over to a win and the TV Championship? Only one way find out, as Kelly looks to prove he's a fighting champion.

Amsler: With so much action headed your way, let's not waste time! Don't go away, we'll be kicking off our in-ring action shortly.

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MATCH #1
»SINGLES«
Alexander Daemon
VsDominic Sanders

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Everett: And now our opening match of the evening, Dominic Sanders will flex his superiority over Alexander Daemon. 

Amsler: Oh sure Micah. Dominic Sanders if the best there ever was.

Everett: I'm glad you finally see that Sandra.

Amsler: I cannot see much right now, I am looking at a big dumbass.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Death Valley, weighing in at 220 pounds... ALEXANDER DAEMON!

Pyros hit and "Notorious" by Adelitas way begins to play and a few moments later Alexander Daemon slowly walks out onto the stage, he looks around at the crowd before making his way down the ramp, high fiving fans on the way. Once close to the ring he slides in quickly and gets to his feet and walks to the far corner and waits for his opponent

Everett: Dead man walking.

Amsler: Alexander Daemon looks alive and well to me Micah.

Everett: As soon as Dominic hits that Riptide, it's all over.

Amsler: Oh yes. I am sure Dominic can hit that before Alexander gets in one of his own finishing moves.

The lights go out in the (arena name). Purple pyrotechnics burst up on the stage and down the sides of the ramp heading towards the ring. "War Machine" by KISS begins playing. Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in a dark purple hoodie and black wrestling tights on, finished by white boots. The hood of his sweatshirt drapes over his eyes as he stares out at the fans. Suddenly, Cora Whittaker appears from behind the curtain with a purple dress and purple streaks in her hair. Sanders and Cora stand at the top of the ramp and listen to a moderately mixed reaction from the crowd.

Reid: And his Opponent... from Fort Worth, Texas. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds and being accompanied by Cora Whittaker... DOMINIIIIC SAAAAANDEEERS!

Dominic beats his chest with both fists and raises his arms in the air with a roar. The crowd reacts even louder as he starts to make his way down to the ring. A cocky grin can be seen under the hood of his sweatshirt as he walks down the ramp hand-in-hand with Cora at his side.

Sanders rolls underneath the bottom rope and into the ring. He jumps up to his feet and stares out into the crowd underneath the hood of his sweatshirt. Cora joins him at his side. He grins and nods his head as he moves over to the corner and waits as "War Machine" fades out and Cora exits the ring.

DING DING DING

This one started off hot as Dominic immediately exploded out of the gate to land a nasty clothesline from hell that send Alexander backwards into his corner. Dominic quickly rushed into a big boot to his cornered foe. Dominic pulled Daemon onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry before dropping him down hard with a Samoan Drop. Dominic attempted a pin but Alexander powered out at one. Dominic dragged Daemon up and took-a-back while locking on a waist lock. Dominic pulled Daemon up looking for a German suplex but Daemon was able to get out of it while forcing a headlock onto Sanders. Daemon converted his headlock into a sleeper and ripped Dominic back into a snap dragon suplex! Dominic landed on his head but no sold the pain to jump to his feet and charge Daemon. Daemon caught him with a huge spike DDT and attempted a cover. He didn't even get a one count. Dominic got back to his feet and slapped at Daemon. Daemon slipped the slap and found an opening to lock on a dragon sleeper hold! He is only able to keep Dominic there a few moments before Sanders found his footing and hoisted Daemon onto his shoulder's looking for another Samoan drop. Alexander Daemon slipped off the back and found his opening for another snap dragon. 

Everett: Dominic Sanders is playing with his food right now, letting him have hope before biting his head off.

Amsler: Oh yes. It's definitely that. It's not that Daemon is kicking his mother loving ass right now.

Everett: I am glad you agree.

Amsler: I always agree with you Micah.

Daemon dragged Dominic up and went for another DDT, but Dominic pushed his way out before falling to a knee. Daemon rushed Dominic and floored him with a knee right between the eyes. Dominic fell backwards but used the momentum to roll up to his feet! Dominic rushed Daemon and floored him with another clothesline from hell that turned him inside out. Dominic hoisted Daemon up into a fireman's carry and then dropped him into a back-breaker! Riptide! Dominic made the cover and got the return. 

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... DOMINIC SANDERS!

Everett: What a big win for Sanders tonight, proving he's on form as always. I just hope Sharpe is watching, because the clock is ticking on his reign as Indy Champion!

Amsler: Gotta give credit where it's due to Daemon tonight, though. Folks, up next we have Faith Rivers taking on Vivi in her Prime debut!

With that we cut to...

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Backstage we see Quinn Collins in street clothes sitting alone in the locker room. 

Quinn: I heard you all last week during my match with Nevaeh. A smattering of cheers as I walked out. A couple of half-hearted chants during the match. But in general, a lot of apathy towards me. Even heard some booing directed my way. One fan even screamed to me as I was making my way to the back after the match "I'm glad you lost"

"The fact there were more people in the crowd cheering on a woman because she can shake her ass and look pretty over an actual hero like me is pathetic. I'm a damn inspiration with what I've come back from. I should be beloved and adore by you people and instead...I get a mild applause at best. That anyone was booing me at all, after everything I've been through...."

Quinn stops herself from completely erupting and takes a deep breath

"Your heroes are those who you find attractive. Those who do some flashy things. Those who suck up to you even though deep down they don't care if you all live or die. You want to know who should really be your biggest hero? Me. I came back from what was supposed to be a career-ending injury. I should be a symbol to everybody in the concept of perseverance and never giving up in the face of adversity...and yet you all don't even care"

"So you know what? Forget about being an inspiration, forget about being the Quinntessential wrestler, forget about proving my worth to you all because it's clear to me it'll all be in vain. Now, I'm solely the Bad Bitch from Brooklyn...and I'll really give everyone a proper reason to boo me"

With that, Quinn stands up and walks out of the locker room as we go to commercial.

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Faith Rivers is all business the moment cameras catch up to her in the backstage area.

Faith: So I may not have had my moment on Monday Night Brawl…

She pauses a beat

Faith: ...but I will tonight on Prime.

Faith nods.

Faith: As it is, Vivi is making it easier and easier. She keeps telling me she’s not a nice person. Now I dunno if I believe that or not. But since that’s what she’s telling us...we’ll go with that. But do you know what happens to not so nice people? I make sure I leave them Faithless in the middle of the ring!

Faith pauses.

Faith: Hope you are ready for that, Vivi. Because that’s the only way this one’s going to end.

With that, Faith walks off as we fade.

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MATCH # 2
»SINGLES«
Faith Rivers
VsVivi

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Everett: What a match we have for you now.

Amsler: Exactly. Last week Faith Rivers announced her intentions to face the TV Champion at Stranglemania. Tonight she takes on a newcomer to Prime, Vivi.

Everett: The TV Title at Stranglemania? Is it still the TV Title if it's defended on Pay Per View?

Amsler: I think it's time you switched to decaf.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from All Over The World, weighing in tonight at 128 pounds... VIVI!

'Little Boxes' by Kinky plays as Vivi sashays her way down the isle

As Legendary begins to play throughout the arena, we hear the opening lyrics.

Legendary
Oh!
Legendary

Oh!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh

By now, Faith Rivers has made her way out from the back and is pumping up the crowd to her song as she makes her way down the aisle.

Reid: Making her way to the ring from Miami, Florida... give it up for ... FAAAITH RIIIVERSSS!

After sliding in under the bottom rope, Faith gets to her feet and continues to work the crowd as she walks to the center of the ring where she holds each of her arms out to the side and spins in a circle. As she does this, pyros go off in each corner. From there, Faith retreats to her side of the ring and waits for the match to begin.

DING DING DING

Both women stare at each other before they move for a Collar and Elbow Tie Up. Vivi ducks it and catches Faith with a Superkick that knocks her off balance. Vivi blasts Faith with a series of Forearms that send Faith against the ropes. Vivi pulls Faith off the ropes for an Irish Whip but pulls Faith's arm transitioning into a Wrist Lock. Faith rolls her way out of it and whips Vivi off the ropes. Vivi grabs at the ropes to stop her momentum and walks to Faith where she lashes with a Right Hand. Faith ducks it but it's a fakeout and Vivi hits Faith with a DDT. Vivi stomps on Faith while she's down before Faith catches Vivi's foot and kicks out at the other leg causing Vivi to fall forward and smack her jaw on Faith's knee. Vivi clutches her chin while Faith gets to her feet. Faith runs at Vivi catching her in the chin with a running Knee Lift before shooting off the ropes and comming back with a Bulldog.

Everett: Both women giving it what they have here!

Amsler: Faith's experience is begining to come through but Vivi is that unpredictable that she could get back in this at any time.

Everett: Back in this? It's a matter of time before Vivi shows up the wannabe TV Champion for the wannabe she is? Willing to put your money where your mouth is? $20 says Vivi wins.

Amsler: Done.

Both women are dazed as they return to their feet. Faith turns as Vivi fires a Superkick at her. This time Faith catches it and spins Vivi around but she eats a Clothesline that sends her to the canvas. Vivi climbs the turnbuckles before coming crashing down on Faith's chest with a double foot Stomp. Vivi waits in the corner as Faith drags herself to her feet. Vivi runs at Faith with an Oh Hai that Faith ducks sending Vivi crashing to the mat. Vivi picks herself up and doesn't see a charging Faith until the last second. By then it's too late as Faith hits Vivi with a Faithful before making the cover.

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DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... FAITH RIVERS!

Everett: Damn it to Hades!

Amsler: I believe you owe me something.

Everett: I'm sure you cheated somehow!

Amsler: It was a close one I grant you but it was Faith Rivers who saw that Spinning Heel Kick of Vivi's coming and was able to hit the Faithful for the win. Everett, you can pay me in the morning, but don't you wait until morning folks as we have two former Indy Champions in El Pablo and Killjoy Ito up next!

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As the MacTron flickers to life, there is a beautiful beach setting before our very eyes. A moment later, Nevaeh comes walking into view showing off her bikini.

Nevaeh: Just because I told you I wasn’t going to be there, doesn’t mean I wasn’t going to grace you with my presence.

Nev smirks.

Nevaeh: Thought I’d take a moment out of my relaxing day to let everyone know I’ll be at Prime 62. Though whoever I end up being up against might wanna watch out. I don’t like being left off cards and I’m out to send a message to the Prime general managers to make sure that it never happens again.

Nev pauses slightly.

Nevaeh: Make no mistake about it, someone is going to ‘Fall From Grace’ that night.

Upon those words, Nev heads off to go back to working on her tan as we fade.

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The camera cuts backstage inside the Toa Payoh Sports Hall where we find Prime’s own Jenna Salvatore. She walks down the hallway and stops outside a door that’s labeled: ITO. She reaches out and knocks on the door and it opens quickly and there standing in the doorway is ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love. He smiles at Jenna, clearly happy to see her.

Buddy Love: Jenna, I’m so happy to see you, did you come to say goodbye to me?

Jenna looks at Buddy for a second

Salvatore: No, I came here to get a quick word about tonight’s match against El Pablo.

Buddy Love: But you had to have heard that Killjoy signed with the FSW and that tonight is his last night in Prime, which means it’s MY last night in Prime and I was thinking, since we are no longer co-workers…

Salvatore: Yes Buddy, I did hear that Killjoy signed with the FSW and that tonight would be his last night in Prime but no Buddy, I can’t have dinner with you tonight…

Buddy Love: Washing your hair AGAIN? You do seem to wash it a lot Jenna…

Salvatore: Well I do like being clean but this isn’t about me or you, this is about Killjoy and El Pablo tonight, these two have met in the ring a few times now and neither of them has a win over the other and tonight, here in Singapore one man will HOPEFULLY score a win over the other in Killjoy’s final night in Prime.

Buddy Love: Killjoy and I understand the significance of tonight’s match, El Pablo is someone Killjoy doesn’t have a win over here in Prime, he doesn’t want to leave here not being able to beat El Pablo and really doesn’t want to exit Prime with a loss so tonight Killjoy is going to give Prime one last look at the guy that is a two time TV Champion, a former Indy Champion and the Prime G1 winner, he’s going to give them one last look at the superstar they had before he leaves forever for Daly City to set his sights on the championships and superstar that are considered EWC’s ‘Future Stars’, what we don’t want to have happen Jenna is for us to limp out of Prime with a loss so tonight we pull out all the stops to get that once last win over El Pablo.

Salvatore: Are you saying that YOU Buddy will do anything to get that win for Killjoy?

Buddy Love: Nice try Jenna, I’m not saying I’ll get involved, that’s not our game plan out there tonight, however I will be there for Killjoy, I’ll be his extra set of eyes out there and maybe after we beat El Pablo you will consider my invitation for dinner later tonight, we can call it a victory celebration…

Salvatore: I think you better keep your eyes on El Pablo tonight Buddy and not be worried about scoring a date with me…

Killjoy walks up behind Buddy Love

Buddy Love: Oh don’t you worry your pretty little head on us Jenna, we will be just fine. We are going to walk out to that ring and get that win, we will say goodbye to Prime and then I’ll come back here and find you, don’t you go running off now…

Buddy gives her a wink as she looks at Killjoy

Salvatore: Killjoy best of luck tonight and in the FSW, you will be missed…

She turns and walks away from the pair as Killjoy smiles and elbows Buddy

Buddy Love: Don’t you worry, I’ll wear her down, mark my word, you will be the best man at the wedding of Buddy Love and Jenna Salvatore. Now come on, let’s go beat El Pablo so we can get out of this hell hole.

Buddy starts to walks towards the ring as Killjoy shakes his head and laughs a little before following.

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MATCH #3
»SINGLES«
Killjoy Ito
VsEl Pablo

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Everett: Up next we have a match between two men who know each other very well.

Amsler: Even so it doesn't matter how well you know El Pablo because even he doesn't know what he is going to do.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall Introducing first, from Tokyo Japan, weighing in at 235 pounds and being escorted to the ring by "The Prodigal Son" Buddy Love.... 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.

Everett: Killyjoy Ito will always be Prime's Ace

Amsler: He won't be much if he keeps that mongoloid in his corner.

"VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!”

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



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

Damon Reid: “Forged in the Talavera Tiles of Puebla City, Mexico… Hardened in the desert sands of Farmington, New Mexico and weighing in at 180lbs...He is the Technicolour Tecnico, and the Leader of the Rainbowlution… ELLLLL PABLOOOOOOOOOO!!!

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

DING DING DING

The two men do not immediately attack each other. They circle one another for a time. One will make a move and the other will immediately react to it such is their understanding of the other's style. However, Buddy Love begins to slap on the mat and yell and scream at El Pablo who looks over and in that brief moment he isn't locking eyes with his opponent Killjoy Attacks. Killjoy Ito hits El Pablo with a flurry of vicious elbow strikes which backs Pablo into ropes. El Pablo bounces off ropes and charges at Killjoy who goes to take his head off with a closeline but Pablo ducks underneath. El Pablo bounces off the opposite ropes only to be hit by a dropkick from Killjoy.

Everett: Such is their knowledge of each other's style that it took some crafty ring work from Killjoy Ito to take control here.

Amsler: Yeah... "crafty ringwork" I guess you could call it that.

Now in control of the match Killjoy begins to impose his will on El Pablo. He stomps down hard on El Pablo's knee to take away his opponent's speed and when El Pablo is back on his feet he always takes him back down with some clever counter strikes using his strong style. He whips the masked wrestler harshly into corner and when El Pablo bounces out stumbling Killjoy catches him and hits a hard tiger suplex with a bridge.

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Kickout

El Pablo is able to get his shoulders off the mat but Killjoy rolls with him and keeps the underhooks and as they both rise Killjoy hits another Tiger Suplex and keeps the bridge.

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Kickout!

Once again however Killjoy keeps the underhooks. But this time when they rise El Pablo begins to hit Killjoy with repeated elbows to the face until Killjoy let’s get to defend himself. No with separate El Pablo hits Killjoy with a calf kick that sends Ito down to one knee. El Pablo hits a head scissors to his knelt opponent. He is unable to take immediate advantage of his down opponent however due to the damage he suffered to his knee earlier in the fight.

Everett: That was quite a clever escape. I would have simply reversed the underhooks and returned the fight to the mat. You can't let these high flying aggressive types any room to breathe.

Amsler: Sometimes I wish you had no room to breathe

Everett: What was that?

Amsler And El Pablo takes control of the match.

Both competitors both get their feet but El Pablo now has the momentum and seems to be ignoring the pain in his knee as he hits Killjoy Ito with a variety of strikes before hitting a sitout jawbreaker on Killjoy who falls back into the ropes and then bounces out right into a Standing Solo Spanish Fly!

El Pablo covers.

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Kickout!

Everett: When you hook that outside leg you really need to keep it snug or else you will leave them too much room to kick out.

Amsler: Can we kick you out of this fucking booth?

Everett: I am the one in charge here!

Amsler: El Pablo is now using the crowd to help him forget the pain in his knee.

El Pablo is the first back to his feet and begins to pump the crowd up. He slaps at his thigh just above his knee. Killjoy is getting back to his feet using the corner ropes. Buddy Love is up on the apron rubbing the sweat from his client's face who still seems a bit dazed by the odd improvised style of El Pablo. El Pablo sees this chain of events and looks out at the crowd who know what is coming.

Everett: And here it comes the Five Star Express!

Amsler: Like a fucking masked mac truck!

El Pablo rushes across the ring to hits his signature The Five Star Express!

Buddy pushes Killjoy away just in time!

El Pablo misses and crashes to the mat hard. Buddy is screaming for Killjoy to take advantage. The referee is now yelling at Buddy to get off the apron. Killjoy pulls El Pablo away from the ropes and covers him!

But the referee is still dealing with Buddy and can't count.

Everett: What is the ref doing that is 3!

Amsler: Only has himself to blame the fucking idiot.

Killjoy stops covering and grabs the referee to tell him to do his job but the referee is having none of that

Everett: I can completely understand his frustration. That referee should have been doing his job!

Amsler: I guess he was just too "crafty"

Everett: El Pablo does not look good right now. He really threw everything he had into that and missed.

As Killjoy puts his hands up to appease the referee that he didn't mean anything by it there is some sly action in the middle of the ring. Seemingly using an energy, he should no longer have El Pablo's hand moves on its own to dig into his pants to find something. And out of that pocket he pulls a packet of skittles! The hand moving on its own goes to feed it to El Pablo but Killjoy kicks it away and the bag ends up spilling out in the corner.

Everett: Why isn't the referee intervening with that foreign object!

Amsler: It's just skittles

Everett: In the hands of El Pablo it's a sledgehammer!

Killjoy Ito brings the dazed and stunned El Pablo to his feet, kick to the midsection and then lifts him up and brings him down with the Burakkuato. El Pablo rolls limp onto the map as Killjoy walks to an opposite corner and starts aiming him up for the Kettei-da.

Everett: He should cover him right now! That’s what the savvy vet would do!

Amsler: He wants to finish with some fucking style

El Pablo begins to get to his feet. Killjoy comes in with the KETTEI-DA! El Pablo ducks under. Killjoy lands awkwardly. El Pablo hits him with the FURRY NINJA STRIKE! Both men are flat on the ground as the crowd cheers. El Pablo slowly gets to his hands and feet. He spots in the corner his skittles. He begins to crawl over there.

Everett: Why isn't the referee doing something about that illegal weapon!

Amsler: Grow up

El Pablo gets over to the corner but before he can grab the bag it is snatched away by Buddy Love. The crowd erupts in boos. El Pablo has had enough with Buddy Love and exits the ring and chases Buddy Love who rounds a corner and then rolls into the ring to escape. El Pablo follows but when he tries to get back to his feet in the ring his knee buckles. Killjoy hits him with the KETTEI-DA! Buddy Love runs out of the ring as Killjoy covers.

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Amsler: This is such bullshit!

Everett: The prodigal son leads his client to a well-deserved and clean victory!

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner, via PINFALL.... "PRIME'S ACE" KILLJOY ITO!

Everett: We're going to miss you, Mr Ito!

Amsler: Maybe, won't miss that fucker Buddy Love

As Killjoy Ito celebrates his victory Buddy Love stands over El Pablo eating skittles before pouring the bag all over El Pablo. The crowd is irate with this disrespect.

Everett: Don't forget to write, Killjoy Ito!

Amsler: This is disgusting. I apologise folks maybe this will get rid of that sick feeling in your stomach

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El Pablo is celebrating his victory/just about to leave the ring following his defeat when a female fan wearing an El Pablo hoodie and replica mask enters the ring and embraces him. Pablo, seeing it’s a fan of his, waves off the security guards that’ve rushed to get the fan out of the ring. Pablo grabs a mic

Pablo: What’s your name?

Fan: Collette. Huge fan of yours

Pablo: Ladies and gentlemen, Collette!

The crowd cheers wildly as Pablo raises Collette’s hand. Collette then proceeds to pull two bags of Skittles out of her hoodie’s pockets and hands one of them to Pablo. She proceeds to open hers and invites Pablo to do the same. The two then smack their respective packets into each others and pour Skittles into their mouths

Suddenly the fan drops her packet, grabs Pablo and hits him with a hammerlock DDT, to the shock of the crowd. The “fan” rips off their mask to reveal it is actually Quinn Collins and the crowd begins to boo. 

Everett: It was Quinn Collins all along!!

Asmler: She said she'd give everyone a reason to boo her and she's been true to her word, these fans are not happy right now

Collins then stands over Pablo and spits out all the Skittles in her mouth over him, drawing more boos from the crowd and a huge smile on Quinn's face.

Everett: To paraphrase Joe Buck, that is a disgusting act by Quinn Collins.

Finally, Collins removes the hoodie and tosses it to the floor, revealing a t-shirt underneath that simply reads “I'm a Bad Bitch”, before posing with her arms outstretched, soaking in more boos from the crowd as we cut to commercial.

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MATCH #4
»SINGLES«
Colby Korver
VsJordan Sharpe

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With cameras focusing on the entrance, “Gimme the Prize” by Queen plays out as Colby Kolver makes his way out to the ring.

Reid: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring from Orlando, Florida and weighing in at 232 pounds...this is COLBY KORVER!

Everett: After coming up short in the season premiere, Colby has a chance to bounce back in a big way tonight. All he has to do is pin the Indy Champion!

Amsler: Easier said than done.

Everett: I still think Colby can handle it!

It isn’t long after Korver steps through the ropes that his music gets replaced with “You Ain’t Ready” by Skillet. A moment later, Jordan Shape makes his way out from the back. As he heads down the aisle, Jordan hands out his merchandise to the fans.

Reid: And his opponent on his way to the ring residing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at 220 pounds...this is the reigning EWC Indy Champion...JORDAN ‘FREAKING’ SHARPE!

Everett: Even though Jordan is catering to these fans, you got to believe he’s not in the best of moods after what happened at the season premiere.

Amsler: I wouldn’t be too happy either if I got hit with my own championship belt.

Everett: Oh I was referring to his loss to Dominic Sanders.

Amsler: He probably isn’t too thrilled with that either!

After he enters the ring, Jordan unfastens the championship from his waist and holds it up as he leans against the ropes.

Amsler: Despite the outcome of that Main Event, Jordan is still letting everyone know who the top guy is around here!

As soon as Jordan turns around, he is all business as he sees Colby in front of him.

Everett: Korver might get a chance to change that in the future. But luckily for Sharpe, this one’s non-title!

The two are in the midst of a staredown as the bell rings.

DING DING DING

The two of them start circling each other before stepping forward and locking up for a collar and elbow tie up. There is a struggle. But with the crowd behind him, Jordan forces Colby back into the corner. When the ref asks for a clean break, it looks like Jordan has plans to oblige, but Colby has other ideas and pokes Jordan in the eye. As the champ stumbles back holding his face, Colby charges out and puts him to the mat with a clothes line. The crowd starts booing right away as he starts stomping at the downed champion.

Amsler: Colby not wasting any time going after the Indy Champion.

Everett: Why wouldn’t he?

From there, Colby continues his attack showing us what he’s all about. After a Snap Dragon Suplex, Colby makes a cover but only picks up a 2. He gets in a few more moves of offense. But when he tries for a short arm forearm smash, Jordan ducks under the shot. When he runs into the ropes, he comes off and delivers a forearm smash of his own the moment Colby turns to face him. He then kicks him in the midsection before delivering a stalling suplex. He immediately goes for Colby. With every move Jordan makes, he does so with intense focus and authority.

Amsler: If I didn’t know any better I’d say Jordan is trying to send Dominic Sanders a message.

Everett: Not like the former Undisputed Champion is scared.

Amsler: He might think twice now though.

Everett laughs that comment off as Jordan continues to do his thing. He goes on to pick up two nearfalls. One after a Reverse DDT and another following the Fisherman Suplex. Once he picks up a dazed Colby from the mat, he whips him into the corner. But as Jordan follows him in with the Freakin’ Boot, Colby moves out of the way and the champion meets the turnbuckles. The next thing Jordan knows he’s being rolled up from behind. And even though Colby puts his feet on the ropes, Jordan still manages to kick out at 2 and a half.

Amsler: Korver nearly steals the victory right there!

Everett: I saw nothing.

Amsler: Of course not!

The color commentator doesn’t seem to buy that as the two men scramble back up to their feet. Once they’re back up to a vertical base, Colby lunges for Jordan, but receives a kick to the midsection. The next thing Colby knows, Jordan has him in position and drops him with his Skull Crushing Finale before rolling him over and making the cover. 1...2...3!

DING DING DING

As “You Ain’t Ready” by Skillet begins to play, Jordan is given back the Indy Championship as the ref raises his arm in victory.

Reid: And the winner of this match, via pinfall...the EWC Indy Champion...JOOOOOOORDANNNNN SHAAAAAAAAAAARPPPPEEEEEEEE!

Amsler: Despite the underhanded tactics, the Sharpeknife is still enough to give Jordan this victory!

Everett: Yeah, yeah. I still see Korver going places in Prime.

Amsler: That may be. But on this night our Indy Champion is the better man.

Everett: He still has Dominic Sanders to worry about.

Amsler: Maybe Dominic should start worrying about him!

Everett: Yeah...that’ll never happen. But what will happen is Jonty Kelly’s first Television Championship defense since his win at WrestleFest. We’ll see it NEXT!

Jordan still has his arms in the air with the Indy Championship held high as we go to commercial.

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MAIN EVENT
»SINGLES MATCH«
EWC TELEVISION TITLE MATCH

Lavender
VsJonty Kelly (C)

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Everett: Now to our main event. The match everyone has been waiting for.

Amsler: Jonty Kelly will be defending his Television Title that saved his job. But losing it in his first defense could see him having to go back down under and strap himself in so he doesn’t fall off the earth.

Everett: He has an incredibly tough task ahead of him in the form of Lavender who last week defeated Misaki Ono in emphatic fashion. I myself probably would have won a bit quicker so I was more rested for my title opportunity.

Amsler: Of course you would have.

Reid: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL and is for the EWC TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP Introducing first THE CHALLENGER, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 132 pounds... LAVENDER!

The lights go out as 'Imaginary' by Evanescence begins to play. The lights flash in time to the guitar riff. The song kicks into its first verse as smoke billows from behind the curtains and a spotlight shined down upon the center of the stage. When the chorus kicks in the lights come back on and out walks Lavender. She looks out across the crowd as the crowd erupts into cheer. A smile creeps across her face as she embraces their warm welcome.

Lavender begins to make her way down to the ring. As Lavender reaches ringside she walks over to the steel steps, walks up them and enters the ring before climbing the nearest turnbuckle and holding her arms up high in the air. Lavender steps down from the turnbuckle and waits for the match to commence.

Everett: Lavender looks ready. Maybe a bit too excited. It’s important to stay calm in these situations.

Amsler: She has been known to let the moment get to her.

Everett: It’s the shallow wrestler that lets it go to their head.

Amsler: Well you are the expert.

The sound of a bullet being fired echoes through the arena, before Heavy is the Head begins to play. Smoke begins to fill the top of the entrance ramp. Eventually, Kelly bursts through the smoke, wearing a mouth mask with a bullet between teeth design on it. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp, makes a two finger gun on each hand and fires a shot into the crowd on either side of him. As he does so, pyro goes off on either side of him

Reid: And introducing THE CHAMPION!, from Melbourne, Australia, weighing in at 225 pounds... He is the EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION... "THE LETHAL WEAPON" JONTY KELLY!

After making his way down the entrance ramp, Kelly enters the ring and immediately jumps on a turnbuckle and poses, holding up four fingers in his right hand and a two finger gun pointed downward in his left hand. Kelly then climbs down and takes off his mouth mask, ready to fight.

The referee holds the championship up for the crowd before showing it to Jonty Kelly and then to Lavender. They both nod. The two of them approach each other in the centre of the ring and shake hands before take a step back. The crowd pops

DING DING DING

Amsler: A bit hammy but it’s nice to see respect between competitors.

Everett: The sly crafty veteran would have taken advantage there.

They both collide and tie up. Jonty Kelly overpowers Lavender immediately and pushes her back into a corner. Once backed up into the corner Lavender attempts to counter but the more technical Jonty Kelly uses this to get better leverage and snaps Lavender down onto the mat. Getting to her back he places her in a tight headlock. Lavender attempts to roll away but Jonty Kelly keeps her tightly locked up.

The referee continually checks on Lavender who just shakes her head at him.

Amsler: Very controlled and conservative start from Jonty Kelly.

Lavender begins rallying and gets back to her feet. Jonty tries to get her back down to the mat but Lavender pushing him off into the ropes. Jonty bounces off the ropes and then delivers a devastating running closeline. He covers.

1…

…2

Kickout!

Everett: What the casual normie doesn’t understand is that you should cover even if you know they’ll kick out. It saps the opponent of energy.

Amsler: You know all about sapping energy.

Jonty Kelly brings Lavender back up to her feet and immediately sends her back to the mat with a snap suplex. He covers again.

1…

…2

Kickout

He covers again, this time hooking the leg.

1…

…2

Kickout!

He gets back up bringing Lavender back to her feet with a tight grip on her wrist. He whips her into the corner and she ricochets hard straight into Jonty Kelly who hits her with Spear back into the corner. Lavender gasps for air as she crumples down in the corner. Jonty Kelly brings her back to her feet with another tight grip on her wrist and begins bringing her back out to the centre of the ring. Lavender reverses the grip and then pulls Jonty Kelly forward and hits a Japanese arm drag. Once on the ground Lavender puts him immediately into an arm lock.

Everett: Did you see that? She used Jonty Kelly’s own momentum to get him off his feet and has now turned the match in her favour.

Amsler: No, I was busy watching a different fucking EWC television title match.

Lavender has the control now and when Jonty attempts to power through as he did at the beginning of the match Lavender simply puts pressure on his arm from the arm lock and that seats him back down. Craftily she allows Jonty Kelly to get some distance before reverse his counter attempt into a fujiwara armbar.

She yanks hard on his arm and he punches down on the mat in pain. The referee checks on him to see if he wants to give up but he shakes his hand no.

Everett: I actually trained with Yoshiaki Fujiwara but after about an hour he told me he had nothing left to teach me.

Jonty Kelly begins dragging himself across the ring to the nearest ropes. Lavender pulls harder to keep him from moving but Jonty Kelly uses the momentum to turn her on her back and pin her.

1…

…2

KICKOUT

Lavender must release the submission to not be pinned. Lavender gets quickly to her feet and immediately hits Jonty Kelly with the boots before he can get back to his feet. His arm now seems to be in trouble and Lavender can sense that. She gets Jonty back down onto the ground with some vicious striking and begins laying boots into the arm.

Amsler: No love loss between these two

Lavender takes the arm and brings Jonty back up. Jonty is digging deep not to let the pain get to him as Lavender yanks at his arm. Jonty Kelly wanting to protect himself brings his other arm across but Lavender uses this to trap both arms and hits a butterfly suplex.

Amsler: Hit him so hard he almost ended up back down under.

Lavender covers him.

1…

…2

Kickout.

Lavender slaps the mat thinking she had him there. She gets back up and starts looking at the crowd who are tepid at the moment not knowing which one of these competitors they should be cheering for. She decides upon getting the crowd back into it. She starts clapping her hands and steps back towards the opposite side of the ring as Jonty Kelly uses the corner to get himself back to his feet since he can’t quite use one of his arms.

Lavender indicates what her attentions are, and the crowd starts getting excited. She runs forwards and leaps for the POETRY IN MOTION!

No! Jonty Kelly catches her and then dumps her to the outside. She lands awkwardly on the apron and slumps on the ground. Jonty Kelly falls back to the mat holding his arm, slapping it and massaging it to get some better feeling back.

Everett: These youngsters just don’t have the ring craft. She had Jonty Kelly right where she needed him but she decided it was more important to get validation from the crowd.

Amsler: Yeah could you imagine giving the people paying your salary what they want.

The referee begins counting.

1…

…2

…3

Lavender is stirring on the outside, but she holds her head in pain having hit it hard on the apron outside. Jonty Kelly watches her from the ring as the referee continues counting.

…4

…5

Jonty Kelly brings Lavender back to her feet with his good hand but Lavender is ready and yanks on that good arm and drags Jonty harshly into the barricade. Lavender dizzily rolls into the ring and rolls back out to break the count. She stands over Jonty Kelly holding her head and brings Jonty back to his feet. The referee keeps counting.

Jonty spears her into the ring apron!

They both land in a pile on the ground outside the ring.

The referee is at a 6 count.

…7

..8

…9

Both competitors dig deep and roll into the ring at the same time! The crowd erupts as they both slowly pull themselves to their feet.

Everett: Jonty Kelly could have won this match already by just getting the countout but these kids just don’t understand the finer details.

Amsler: The crowd has erupted into cheers for both these competitors as they slowly get back to their feet!

Lavender takes the initiative and goes to once again begin damaging that compromised arm of Jonty Kelly’s. However Jonty is prepared and hits her with a hard open hand strike but Lavender blocks it and hits Jonty with one of her own. She grabs his head and brings him down to DDT him but Jonty reverses out and starts to bring her down to put her in the BITE THE BULLET!

Lavender is able to get behind him and hits him with a Back Body Slam. They both get back to their feet and Jonty rushes her but Lavender is ready and hits him with the AMITY AFFLICTION!

She covers.

1…

…2

…3!

Immediately after the final count Lavender rolls off and begins to roar in excitement pulling at her hair. She clutches at her new title when it is handed to her.

DING DING DING

Reid: And your winner , via PINFALL… AND NEW…. EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION …LAVENDER!!

Everett: Lavender has finally done it! She has climbed the mountain and won the title!

Amsler: Well now she can’t be complaining about always being the bride!

Everett: The new champion is celebrating her victory as the people in attendance are on their feet and cheering.

The camera fades as Lavender celebrates with her new championship as the show comes to a close.

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SEGMENT WRITERS

@qcollins
Faith Rivers
NEVAEH
Ibuki Ito
EPFTW!

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MATCH WRITERS

MATCH ONE
WRITER: FN'R

MATCH TWO
WRITER: PRIME

MATCH THREE
WRITER: Karzan Locke

MATCH FOUR
WRITER: NEVAEH

MATCH FIVE / MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Karzan Locke



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RECAP OF WINNERS

SINGLES MATCH
Alexander Daemon Vs Dominic Sanders
WINNER: Dominic Sanders
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SINGLES MATCH
Faith Rivers Vs ViVi
WINNER: Faith Rivers

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SINGLES MATCH
Killjoy Ito  Vs El Pablo
WINNER: Killjoy Ito 

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SINGLES MATCH / NON-TITLE MATCH
Jordan Sharpe Vs Colby Korver
WINNER(S): Jordan Sharpe

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SINGLES MATCH / TELEVISION TITLE MATCH
Lavender Vs Jonty Kelly
WINNER: and NEW EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION Lavender

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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Dominic Sanders
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Killjoy Ito Vs El Pablo

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