FSW PRESENTS: UPRISING XX
Apr 29, 2020 19:52:32 GMT -6
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Just as you are expecting your screen to be filled with music and pyro, the screen buzzes with snow for a moment before it comes to life, shaky as if someone is trying to stabilize the image. Once it settles, we can see FSW General Manager Chris Brock standing infant of an FSW backdrop. He has a baseball cap on his head, a production headset around his neck. He is wearing a long black coat and looks a bit weary. He looks directly into the camera with an intense stare.
Brock: What you are about to witness is not for the faint of heart. If you have a history of heart issues, high blood pressure, or scare easily... I suggest you read the spoilers on ewc4life.com. Because tonight,... the culmination of over a year of hard work, blood, sweat and tears from every member of this roster is about to be put on display. From the moment that I took over as GM of FSW, I have been planning an event like this. Last year we pulled it all together extremely quickly in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, but this year.... Oh ho ho... We've had all the time in the WORLD to perfect it and get it right.
The camera zooms closer to Brock's face as he continues, his voice getting more emotional.
Brock: I told you all from the beginning that my goal was to bring FSW back to its previous glory...I did that last season. This year?...This year we're going even further. This roster, these people, are her to put it all on the line for each and every one of you and tonight they will do just that. It all culminates in the most violent, most innovative match that the entirety of the EWC has ever seen... Carnival Carnage.
Even more emotion starts to come out of his voice now.
Brock: I walked out on this very show last year and I rallied the troops. Those individuals that call Future Stars of Wrestling there home and I told them that this wasn't Monday Night Brawl, this wasn't Friday Night Rampage, and this wasn't even PRIME... and tonight is NO DIFFERENT...because what you are about to witness... is an UPRISING!!!!
The camera fades out as we fade into your normal programming....
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 its producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
FSW PRESENTS
UPRISING XX
Watson: I cannot believe it! Jason Hunter, the inaugural FSW Champion has just returned! And he already has a match setup for Thunder V later this year! I cannot wait! But now to business! Up first, we’ve got the debuting Mika Sun going against Marina Avgeropoulos, who has been with us for several weeks now.
Sydney: Hopefully Mika is more exciting than Marina has been so far. She’s one and one so far.
Watson: That is true, but she seemed pretty confident leading up to this match.
Sydney: Confidence doesn’t win matches!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 129 pounds... MARINA AVGEROPOULOS!
Waiting Game by BANKS began playing, and after half a minute, Marina walks out onto the stage, alone. After a few seconds, she began strutting to the ring, entering quickly and finding her way to a corner.
Starr: And her opponent, from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 135 pounds... MIKA SUN!
The lights dimmed as Cut That City by Mars Volta begins to swell throughout the arena. Soon Erika comes from behind the curtains, wearing a gas mask and wielding her neon laser sword. Gradually she makes her way towards the ring, before resting on a turnbuckle. She takes off her mask revealing her face, with her sword still in hand. As her music fades, Mika jumps down from the turnbuckle and sets her sword aside.
Mika and Marina met in the center of the ring, approaching each other slowly. Mika took the first strike, kicking Marina in the leg. Marina winces in pain but dodges another kick from Mika. Marina sweeps Mika off her feet and advances on her. Mika rolls away and gets to her feet, launching herself at Marina. Marina goes down and Mika starts pounding away.
Watson: Mika looking to take control early on in this match, and that’s not a bad idea. Marina is going to need to build some momentum here soon.
Sydney: Mika’s doing great so far, I like her.
Marina manages to roll Mika off of her, but the Japanese fighter wasn’t letting up. When Marina got to her feet again, Mika took her down with a Standing Jumping Knee Strike. Marina reeled back as she fell to the mat. Mika dragged her by the hair, pulling Marina to her feet. Mika whips Marina into the ropes, and as she rebounds, Mika slams Marina to the mat. A sharp kick in the face later and Marina was clutching her face.
Watson: Marina seems to have a weak face and can’t take too many hits to it, as we saw against Ben Superior, without popping.
Sydney: For the love of god, if she bleeds all over our nice rings again.
Marina’s face was intact, but Mika whips her into the corner and Marina slumped to the mat. Mika ran after her and jumped to the turnbuckle, lifted herself upside down, and then came crashing down, driving her knees into Marina’s face.
Watson: And there it is!
Sydney: Mika busts the Cleveland-er open, but the match isn’t over.
Marina is dazed as Mika pulls her to her feet. Mika goes for a Hesitation Dropkick, but Marina ducks. Mika gets to her feet and rushes Marina with a Clothesline, but Marina ducks behind her and wraps her arms around her midsection. One German Suplex was followed by another before Marina released Mika. Mika groans in pain as Marina hurries to the turnbuckle and jumps, catching Mika with a Diving Elbow Drop.
Watson: Marina seems to be getting back into this match.
Sydney: Finally. Mika was stomping her all over this ring.
Mika rolls away in pain as Marina takes a moment to catch her breath. The Cleveland-er crouched in a corner now, waiting for Mika to get up. The fans began buzzing, knowing what she had planned. Mika slowly rose, and when she turned her back, Marina snapped across the ring in a heartbeat. But Mika countered the Spear into an Anaconda Choke. In a frenzy, Marina began struggling to break free, but Mika had it locked in and after nearly thirty seconds, Marina had no choice but to tap out.
Starr: And your winner, via Submission... MIKA SUN!
Watson: Marina Avgeropoulos has tapped out again! Mika Sun is leaving victorious!
Sydney: Mika was in control for most of this match, but Marina mounted a small comeback that ultimately wasn’t enough.
Watson: And to think that was just the first match! We have so much more still to come folks, but right now I am being told that we need to head to the back!
The camera cuts backstage inside Estadio de Beisbol Beto Avila where we find Lisa Goldrush walking up to ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love and Killjoy Ito.
Goldrush: Gentlemen, may I have a quick word?
Buddy looks at Killjoy and puts his hand up.
Love: I got this.
Buddy turns to face Lisa with a giant grin on his face.
Goldrush: Tonight Killjoy steps into the ring with Sebastian Conner in a match many are expecting to steal the show…
Love: Of course it will Lisa, Killjoy is in it. Let’s look at the facts, Killjoy has had 5 Match of the Night awards, 2 MVP’s...every match he has is MUST see and tonight will be no different as we welcome Sebastian Conner back to the FSW…
Goldrush: Well he was back at FSW #095 when he faced off and beat…
Love: Mercenary I know but come on, we all knew he was going to win that match and it was nothing more than a warm up match, just to get his feet wet, tonight is the real test to see if Sebastian is back and ready to be the man he was or if he needs a little drinky drink to be that man again. He hasn’t faced a man like Killjoy in a LONG LONG TIME but we have faced champions here in the EWC, he likes to remind everyone that he beat Ace King and it was a hell of a win but KILLJOY BEAT THE MAN THAT ENDED 777 and the man that is the Undisputed Champion, we are battle tested and haven’t spent the last year sitting around talking about our demons with other…
But Buddy stops as a man walks up to Killjoy and hands him a piece of paper
Love: What the hell are you doing…
Buddy walks over towards the man and Lisa follows
Love: Who the hell are you?
The man reaches out his hand
Marshall E. Lewis: Marshall E. Lewis sir and I’m here to inquire about a managerial opening for Killjoy Ito..that’s you right?
He points at Killjoy who nods
Love: Killjoy already has a manager...ME!!!
Marshall E. Lewis: Well this flier says otherwise…
Marshall hands Buddy the Help Wanted flier
Love: God Damn It!!! This is fake, a publicity stunt by an insecure little man who’s jealous of all the success Killjoy has had under my father and now under my leadership…
Buddy rips up the flier and tosses it back at Marshall
Love: Beat it, there is no job opening…
Marshall E. Lewis: But I’m not a registered sex offender…
Love: Neither am I...neither is my dad…
Goldrush: Really???
Buddy looks at Lisa and shrugs
Love: Times were different in the 80’s I guess, nothing ever stuck in court…
Goldrush: Damn, guess you were right...
Lisa reaches into her pocket and pulls out $20 bucks and hands it to her cameraman
Love: Now get lost!!!
Marshall nods and walks away as Killjoy tosses his resume aside
Love: Now where were we...oh that’s right, Hello my name is Sebastian and I’m an alcoholic, while he was sitting in a basement talking about how shitty his life was while on the sauce Killjoy was winning championships and being a mainstay on Prime…
But Buddy stops mid-sentence once again as a short pale man is walking up to Killjoy
Embalmer Frump: Hello there Killjoy, my name is Embalmer Frump, I am Morticia Adams long lost brother and I’m here to be your new manager…
Love: Like hell you are, I am Killjoy’s manager…
Embalmer Frump: I thought the flier said no hillbillies…
Love: I’m not a hillbilly Casper…
Embalmer Frump: Casper?
Love: Yeah Casper because you are as white as a goddamn ghost, when’s the last time you saw the sun?
Embalmer Frump: How is that relevant to being this man’s manager?
Love: It isn’t but I was just wondering, my ass has more of a tan than than your face and has less dimples...listen that Help Wanted flier was a lame joke by a man trying to cover up his own flaws, if you are looking for work I suggest to go find Sebastian Conner and see if you can apply his butt cream to his ass…
Embalmer Frump: He has butt cream for his ass?
Love: Yeah because the guy is really butt-hurt these days…
Goldrush: Wow that was lame Buddy…
Love: No it wasn’t...shut up…
Embalmer Frump: The lovely lady is right, that was pretty lame and I can see why this man would want a new manager to be his mouthpiece and come up with better one liners…
Love: I have a dominant control over the English vocabulary thank you very much and your services are not needed so go back to living with Cousin It and hanging out with Lurch and enjoy listening to Gomez making sweet sweet love to your sister three times a day you little freak!!!
Embalmer shivers at the thought of his sister and walks away from Killjoy who just waves goodbye
Goldrush: That was a little harsh…
Love: Oh you know it’s true, Gomez is a super freak, he’s ready to throw down day or night but speaking of throwing down Sebastian spent his entire EWC throwing those drinks back and it only became an issue when he started losing right, he wasn’t using his issue when he was beating Ace, beating Megan, beating Lockheart or beating Reid...nope but the second things don’t go his way he uses it as his crutch…
But Buddy once again stops as a man dressed in black walks up to Killjoy
Love: You have to be kidding me, dude…
Hector Martinez: Sup?
Love: Sup? Sup? What do you want?
Hector Martinez: Estoy aquí para solicitar este trabajo
Love: There is no job to apply for bro…
Hector Martinez: Eso no es lo que dice este volante
Love: I don’t care what the damn flier says, there is no job…
Hector Martinez: Vine desde la ciudad de México para esta entrevista
Love: Well that’s not my fault you were stupid and thought this was real…
Hector Martinez: Como me llamaste?
Love: I called you STUPID!!! Think about it moron, you don’t even speak English, I’ve had to translate this conversation to the people watching at home, the biggest part of my job is making sure Killjoy’s message gets out, BECAUSE HE DOESN’T SPEAK ENGLISH WELL!!! NEITHER DO YOU CLEARLY and then add in our Presidents is trying to keep your people out of our country…
Hector Martinez: ¿Presidente Mac?
Love: No not Mac...the orange guy at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, the borders are closed bro so sorry, I don’t want to deal with ICE by having you around so Hasta La Vista Baby!!!
Hector flips off Buddy and nods and signals for Killjoy to ‘call me’ as he walks away
Love: It’s little stunts like this that shows me what kind of man Sebastian Conner's is, he’s not about wrestling, he’s turning this into a damn sideshow...a circus, he wants to be like a shock jock of wrestling because he’s looked around the sports landscape and seen others rise to fame by pulling this crap, he’s a copycat clone of the other tool bags who scream and yell because they know the more outlandish they are the more they will be covered but the one thing he forgets is that only works while you are winning, the first time you get choked out people see you for the loud mouth clown you are and tonight Killjoy does just that, he exposes you for what you really are these days...a loud mouth ‘asshole’ who should have stayed away…
Miss Finch: Excuse me, I’m Miss Finch and I’m here for the position of manager...
Love: I’M RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A GOD DAMN…
But Buddy turns to see the lovely lady standing next to Killjoy
Love: Well hello there, I’m Buddy…
He extends his hand and Miss Finch reaches out and gives him hers, Buddy kisses her hand and smiles
Love: You said you are here for the manager job?
Miss Finch: Yes, I saw this flier and I’m fluent in Japanese, French, Spanish, Latin and Italian…
Love: You have an impressive tongue…
Miss Finch: And I have very good hygiene…
Love: I bet you do…
Buddy sniffs the air
Love: You smell amazing…
Miss Finch: I'm very good at attention to detail and…
Love: You’re hired…
Miss Finch: I am…
Goldrush: She is…
Killjoy: Hontōni?
Love: Well not as the manager...yet but I can hire you on a temporary basis and see how things go…
Miss Finch: GREAT!!!
Miss Finch jumps and hugs Killjoy as Buddy opens his arms for his hug and she wraps her arms around Buddy and the two jump for joy
Goldrush: Buddy...you were talking about Sebastian…
Love: Yeah, thanks Sebastian for the help with the new manager...we are still going to kick your ass but drinks on me afterwards buddy…
Buddy walks off with Miss Finch and Killjoy
Goldrush: Buddy he’s a...forget it…
Lisa motions to cut the feed As we transition back to...
Watson: Well, we’re only one match in, but this already has the makings of a special night here in Cancun.
Sydney: TEQUILAAAAAAAA!
Watson: ...While Cid furthers his familiarity with worm-sized things, let’s turn it over to Lisa Goldrush at ringside, Lisa?
A quick fade in the feed, and we see Lisa Goldrush at ringside now, slightly out of breath because FSW needs a second interviewer apparently, and she is surrounded by passionate Mexican wrestling fans.
Goldrush: You said it, Tim, there’s definitely excitement in the air for tonight’s Uprising spectacle, showcasing the very best the Future Stars of Wrestling have to offer...
The fans continue cheering, though one of them tries to get a little handsy with Goldrush, who turns to him and does her best to remain professional.
Goldrush: Even though we’re in a baseball stadium, you’re never making it to first base.
Jaws drop all around Lisa following the remark as venue security quickly appears to take the unruly fan away. Brushing herself off, Lisa continues her walk along the ringside barricades as fans continue cheering.
Goldrush: Anyway, as I was saying, the FSW competitors are looking to make the most of their opportunities, and Uprising is certainly a platform where some will take the next step.
She makes her way around the ringside area before getting to the base of the entrance ramp, and the crowd cheers boisterously as a familiar face appears in the background.
Goldrush: FSW has proven to be a land of opportunity for many Superstars, and that has only expanded with the X-Division Championship now being open to competitors from all brands. Will one of Aaron Bolduc, Nikolai Holmes or Art Reemus stake their claim as a future #1 contender in short order? Either way, here’s the man everyone is chasing in the X-Division… “The Gambler” and the X-Division Champion, Ace King!
Ace gives a polite wave to the Cancun crowd as the camera focuses on him, the crowd largely chanting his name.
Goldrush: Ace, you’re fresh off your first defense of the championship over Stephanie Matsuda on Brawl just two nights ago, but it’s been part of a busy first month as X-Division Champion. How have you navigated everything with all the changes in the last month?
Ace King: Honestly, my approach hasn’t changed much. As a guy who honed his craft right here in Mexico…
The crowd cuts him off with a huge, albeit cheap, pop for the local reference, forcing Ace into a small smirk.
Ace King: ...Anyway, one of the things I learned here was to remain humble no matter what, but to never back down from a challenge. That’s served me well to this point, and as X-Division Champion, it’s my mandate to continue pushing the envelope and taking this division to new heights.
Goldrush: Now, in a few minutes, you’ll see three men capable of withstanding copious amounts of pain slug it out here under X-Division Rules. What are you most looking forward to in this match, and who do you see emerging victorious?
Ace King: To the first part of that, the carnage. There’s nothing more satisfying than seeing competitors throw absolutely everything they have into these matches, and I know these people expect nothing less… As for the second part of the question? They’re all more than capable, but regardless of who it is, I’ll face the challenge head on should it eventually come to that… Bet On It.
Goldrush: Well, there you have it, the X-Division Champion is in the building, and he’s ready to see a slug-fest, how about you all?
The crowd cheers again as Ace offers a final wave before we cut to…
Watson: Great match to start off Uprising 20 between Mika Sun and Marina Avgeropoulos AND we just heard from our X-Division champion Ace King, but next up we’ve got an X-Division Rules match up! Just as Ace King, X-Division champion, just said, we are all looking forward to this!
Sydney: That’s time Tim, things are about to get wild here!
Watson: It’s a great way for these new guys to show their stuff in the FSW as Nikolai Holmes, Aaron Bolduc, and Art Reemus will battle in an elimination triple threat match.
Sydney: I want to see someone go through a table!
Starr: The following match is AN X-DIVISION THREE WAY DANCE, from LIMESTONE, TENNESSEE, weighing in at 230 pounds...ART REEMUS!
'Country Boy Can Survive by Hank Williams Jr. plays over the loud speaker and Art Reemus makes his way to the ring.
Starr: And his opponent, from RUSSIA, weighing in at 237 pounds... ‘THE ALCHEMIST’ NIKOLAI HOLMES!
Pyros hit and Falling Away from Me by KORN begins to play. After the creepy children's laughter dies down, “The Alchemist” Nikolai Holmes steps onto the stage. His head shifts to the left as his neck cracks, then the same to right. As the beat drops, he jams his right fist into his flat left palm. He rolls his left hand over his fisted right hand, then claps them together 3 times, before circling his arms twice then exploding them into his chest before slowly releasing them into Tiger Claw position. He stands motionless for a few seconds, then lifts his head and begins to strut down the aisle to the ring.
Starr: And the final entrant, from TORONTO, ONTARIO, CANADA, weighing in at 245 pounds... AARON BOLDUC!
The lights in the building go down and the synth riff that rips through the building is unmistakable. The lights give a dull pulse to the opening riff of Journey's "Separate Ways" and at about the fifteen second mark, the man himself step onto the stage to a resounding pop that puts a smile on his face that stops him only for a second before he starts down towards the ring. Once he's at the bottom of the ramp, Aaron closes the gap between himself and the ring with a few steps and slides under the bottom rope. He's quick to pop up to his feet and mount the nearest turnbuckle to engage in a cycle of Aaron pumping the crowd up by shouting inaudibly and pantomiming that he can't hear them, only for them to cheer louder, rinse and repeat. After a few exchanges, he hops down and takes to his corner in anticipation of the bell.
The three men stand in separate corners of the ring and start to circle around the each other. Nikolai and Art Reemus look at each other, smile and then take the fight to Aaron Bolduc. Both men start pounding on his back with forearm strikes and force Bolduc into the corner. As Bolduc starts to fumble out Nikolai and Reemus hit a double hip toss that smashes Bolduc onto the mat. Reemus starts to celebrate but Nikolai has other ideas and kicks Reemus in the gut. Nikolai hits a DDT and both Reemus and Bolduc are down on the ground. Nikolai exits the ring. He reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a garbage can. He throws it into the ring. He goes back under and this time he pulls out a steel chair. He throws it under the bottom rope and sneaks in under the ropes as well. Before Nikolai can get up Aaron Bolduc hammers him over the back with the garbage can. When Bolduc turns around to hit Reemus he’s met with a dropkick that forces the garbage can into his own face!
Watson: What a start to this match! Reemus is standing alone. Bodies strewn about. Chairs and garbage cans everywhere.
Sydney: Eh, I don’t know about this. I don’t think Reemus should get too cocky.
1….
Watson: Oh and just like that Art Reemus is eliminated.
Sydney: I had a feeling that was coming. Now let’s see how bad the Alchemist can beat down on Aaron Bolduc.
Watson: Don’t speak too soon Cid, Bolduc is on his feet!
As Nikolai is getting off of Art Reemus, Bolduc hits him with a garbage can that is now beat up beyond repair. Bolduc notices this and throws it out of the ring. Aaron then tries to throw Nikolai out of the ring as well. But Nikolai catches himself on the apron. Bolduc runs off the far rope and tries to knock Nikolai off but Nikolai ducks and pulls the rope down with him and Bolduc goes flying to the outside! The Alchemist composes himself on the apron looks down at Aaron Bolduc who is splaying out on the ground. Nikolai shrugs and hits a HUGE MOONSAULT! Both men are down on the ground.
Watson: Nikolai Holmes put his life on the line for that one!
Sydney: That’s what a man of his caliber is willing to do! When would someone like Aaron Bolduc ever do that?
Nikolai Holmes is the first one to get up and he goes hunting other the ring again. This time he finds a wooden table. He sets it up outside the ring. Holmes lifts Bolduc up and sets him up to suplex him through the table! Aaron fights back and counters and puts Holmes on the ground! Bolduc grabs the table packs it up and puts it in the ring. Bolduc lifts Holmes up and throws him into the ring. Bolduc gets into the ring and grabs the table. He sets it up near the corner of the ring. Bolduc lifts up Holmes and pushes him into the turnbuckle.
Watson: I don’t know what Bolduc has in mind here, but I don’t know if I like it.
Sydney: Nikolai Holmes has him right where he wants him. And look at that table!
1….
2…..
3!!!!!!!
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... THE ALCHEMIST NIKOLAI HOLMES!
Watson: Oh my goodness. What an ending to this incredible match. How could tonight get any better!
Sydney: I knew it all along! The Alchemist had something stirring all along.
Watson: What a big win from Nikolai Holmes, I wonder what’s next for him. You have to imagine that whatever it is includes the X-division title that currently sits around the waist of Ace King. Now we're going to-
Tim Watson is cut off as the lights in the arena suddenly go black and fans being to pull out their cell phones. "Iconic" by Jaxson Gamble plays over the loud speakers sending the crowd into a frenzy.
The lights remain off as several spotlights begin to emit through the audience as if searching for somebody. The beat grows more intense with the volume as these spotlights trace the stands thoroughly. The barely lit stands and the bright white search lights are only matched with the camera lights of thousands and thousands of fans. The spotlights all begin to focus on the entrance as the shadow of a man is seen in the middle of strobe lights. The flickerings begin to find a rhythm and a few shots of fog engulf the figure. A few seconds pass and the figure walks out of the fog as the house lights turn up to expose the figure of Sebastian Conner.
Starr: Making his way to the ring, he is the Professional... Sebastian Conner!
The crowd seem to have the same buzz of energy as they did at Stranglemania. Sebastian is feeling the crowd but his posture resembles that of someone with an ego. He struts to the ring.
Sebastian Conner:
LADIES
AND
GENTLEMAN
I AM THE CONTROVERSY CAUSING,
LOUD MOUTHED
BIG BALLED
PROFESSIONAL
ASSHOLE
KNOWN
AS
SEBASTIAN CONNER!
Sebastian smiles as the crowd chime in along with him.
Sebastian Conner: Tonight, Killjoy and I are going to give you the match of the year. I had no intentions to have anything but what I believe would be a stand out match with a person I find to be one of the best in the business. That was until his manatee for a manager decided it would be smart to keep fucking with me. I am not sure where he thinks he gets to speak about me but let's get something straight. I am a lot of things, but a liar is not one of them.
Sebastian clearly looks irritated as he paces the ring.
Sebastian Conner: I have only ever done what I said I would, from day one. Whether you accept it or not, that's the way it is. Yes, I left FSW after I had landed my MITB win. BUT! I did it because I have something you lack, morals. I wasn't going to throw away an opportunity to save something that's important to my family. See, everybody is quick to open their mouths but if they paid attention to the facts. I have never abandoned anything in my life, I just took a different path. And the results will be seen in due time. And to be clear, I don't owe anybody an explanation.
He pauses for a brief moment.
Sebastian Conner: They know, that we {looking at the crowd} WE are going to take back OUR brand. For the assholes out their that aren't afraid to call it as they see it. Not the assholes that open their traps without thinking. Nobody likes to be wrong even when it's clear they are. So Buddy, I want you to explain to Killjoy that what happens tonight is all because of you. And Buddy, one more thing... Win or Lose, If you stick your nose in my business again, I will personally shut you up!
♪I'LL TAKE IT IF I WANT IT♪
♪MY NAME IS♪
♪ICONIC♪
"Iconic" begins blaring as Sebastian tosses the mic away and throws his hands out as he makes his exit from the ring to the mixture of fan appreciation and ugly stares.
After Tim gets done, we cut to the ramp as El Gran Azul is seen running down the ramp, with a piece of paper, seemingly excited through his mask. The oversized luchador enters the ring and immediately hands the paper to referee Matt Mercer, pointing at it and to himself in order. Mercer confusingly turns the paper to the hard camera, and the paper reads ‘YOU HAVE A MATCH TONIGHT, GO TO THE RING’. Mercer is trying to exclaim to El Gran Azul that he is not booked for tonight, but it falls on deaf ears as the masked superstar is begging for his opponent to come in.
Watson: Looks like El Gran Azul has been given a paper by… someone to head to the ring, but he doesn’t have a scheduled contest tonight, referee Matt Mercer making his statement to deaf ears though.
Sydney: I think this man has his mask on too tight, you don’t just get a match from someone that gives you a paper that says ‘You have a match’!'
The whole arena’s lights go out, and the crowd start talking to themselves, now confused as to what’s going on.
Sydney: What the hell’s going on, Watson? Why have the lights gone out?
Watson: Your guess is as good as mine, the lights all of a sudden have gone off here at Estadio de Beisbol Beto Avila. I’m not sure if it’s a technical issue on our end but we’ll make sure what’s going on he-
A display goes up of a shot of Planet Earth, shot circa 1969. The planet slowly rotates, and a man with a heavy southern accent pipes up from the sound systems.
The lights go back up, and nothing has changed. El Gran Azul is still in the ring, along with Matt Mercer, both very confused as to what is going on. Suddenly, from the backside of the crowd area, a man slips over the barricade and into the ring. The man, taller than normal and donning a black leather jacket, black pants and more importantly a black snow mask, grabs the luchador and slams him in between the turnbuckles and into the steel post.
Watson: ‘Wait a second, who’s that man in the ring, and why is he attacking El Gran Azul?’
Sydney: ‘Whoever he is, it’s a bold move to do it at a Pay-Per-View. And he’s got some size to him, he’s looking a bit menacing there.’
The masked man grabs El Gran Azul once again and slams him to the adjacent steel post, and immediately pulls him out to the mat. He then mounts the downed man and starts throwing stiff punches to his face.
Sydney: ‘He’s beating the blue man into black AND blue!’
Watson: ‘This other masked man is just laying in punch after punch on him, stiff punches and right onto the face of El Gran Azul!’
The masked man finally ends the onslaught as he picks him up and throws him out of the ring, El Gran Azul landing shoulder first onto the floor, immediately clutching it. The man then motions for a microphone, and a ring crew member obliges. Once he grabs it, he immediately goes for his mask and takes it off in a flash. What is then seen, shocks the crowd. Everything drops in silence for a quick second, before a mix of both cheering and booing obliterates the crowd.
Sydney: ‘IT’S BRETT KENNEDY!!! THE BRIDGE CITY ASSHOLE IS BACK!’
Watson: ‘He’s been off EWC television in over a year, what’s he doing back? And at an Uprising show, even? This isn’t Rampage!’
The crowd cheers incessantly while Kennedy takes a look around at the sell-out crowd. He cocks his head back in satisfaction, and starts laughing.
Kennedy: Oh, you guys are gullible as all hell. You think I’m back because of you guys? Use your pea brains and think again, dumbasses! Oh, sorry. Forgot we’re in Mexico, so I’ll give you guys all sign language, give me a second.
Kennedy flips the bird to everyone, and the crowd then instantly turns to boos, and slowly start a ‘Perdedor!’ chant. Kennedy, still laughing, brings his arms out wide, as if to welcome the reaction, and tells the crowd to bring it on with his hands.
Watson: Kennedy still showing his ‘classy’ attitude towards the fans. I can’t believe he’s doing this right now!
Sydney: Hey, whatever his reason is for being here, it’s something you have to admire from him. This is a statement maker, for sure!
Kennedy: Good thing both the company and the crowd haven’t changed since 1997, even in not-Spain because you guys are as gullible and narrow-minded as this company’s first show. I left for a whole god damn year. ONE YEAR. Some people say with a whimper, it is what it is. Fact of the matter is that I realized in 2019, the Excessively Woeful Company didn’t deserve Brett Kennedy. I gave head office the bird, and I left. There was no point in me wasting my body to no satisfaction from anyone.
Kennedy goes outside the ring again, and pushes the timekeeper off his chair. He picks it up and throws it to the ring. Kennedy goes back in the ring to set up the chair and sit down on it.
Kennedy: Then, it was as if a light bulb went in my head. This wasn’t about who deserved to be here or anything. The fact of the matter was simple - The EWC needed Brett Kennedy. And it wasn’t for ratings, not for profit or anything, apparently these guys are loaded as hell. The EWC needs Brett Kennedy to fix the landscape of the wrestling industry. Don’t get it? Well, listen closely and understand, because this will be what you see from me from here on out. Back when I used to watch wrestling, that was when the best of the best squared off, and legitimate bad blood happened, not this fake bullshit you call ‘rivalries’. The fighting was done wherever it needed to be. Now, when you click on your little Smart TV’s and loaf your fat asses around to watch some ‘quality content’ as they call it, it’s nothing but gimmicks and acts and trying to be a tough guy when deep inside, there’s nothing but moody, depressive, anxious fools who don’t deserve to step in a squared circle. Is this why you guys cheer for Nacho Libre, because he’s just a funny ‘ha-ha’ fat guy in a mask? It’s become a joke to you all. Hell, this main event consists of a delusional clown who couldn’t cut it in children’s birthday parties, and the physical embodiment of a toothache. It’s all a joke here, apparently!
And that match alone is why I’m starting my personal conquest in a god awful show like the so-called ‘Future Stars’ of Wrestling and just add my presence to make this place a must-watch product. This nothing but a Future Tragedy if this keeps going.”
Kennedy stands up from the seat and walks towards the entrance ramp side of the ring, and hangs his arms on the ropes, the microphone still close to his mouth.
Kennedy: So, FSW Roster. Here’s how we’re gonna deal with this. I gave that masked fat fuck a mere sample of what I’m going to do to this roster, because with your new savior here for the long run, I am going to systematically dissect this roster bit by bit, person to person until it is both the most respected brand, and the best brand of them all, and everybody knows their place. This means I will do whatever means necessary to get things done, like giving Nacho Libre here a swift beating. Does this mean I’ll beat the ever living piss out of you until you understand my ways? Perhaps. I’d go as far as saying most likely. Some of you may quit, some of you may decide to jump ship, but that is a sacrifice I am willing to make in order for FSW to be legitimized, and not a place with side-show acts.
That begins with the FSW Championship. Regardless of who the winner is, the clown or the human embodiment of bubble wrap, my eyes are set on that championship. Sooner or later, everyone on FSW will understand and embrace the World of Kennedy. I’m out, fuck y’all.
Kennedy tosses the mic outside the ring, and heads out towards the way he entered, middle fingers ablaze to the crowd on his way out. Many various fans are throwing whatever they can at Kennedy - half-full soda cups, food, garbage, fan-made signs, whatever can clock him. Every hit doesn’t faze Kennedy as he exits the building.
Watson: Unbelievable, Brett Kennedy is set to change the Future Stars of Wrestling under his vision. What is he, Fidel Castro?
Sydney: I love it, Watson! Brett Kennedy has put his ‘Seal of Approval’ on this place, and will mold it to make it the best show in the EWC! As much as you hate what he says on the mic, you have to respect that he’s making a major statement tonight, on the first brand exclusive pay-per-view for FSW.
Watson: I think FSW has been just fine without him, but nonetheless, this won’t be the only time we see him in the future. Will he even be at the next FSW show?
Sydney: Who knows, everyone will have to tune in to find out! I'm hearing word that Lisa Goldrush is standing by in the crowd with another possible Surprise! Take it away Lisa!
The camera cuts to Lisa Goldrush, who is standing out in the crowd
Lisa Goldrush: What an incredible night thus far here at FSW Uprising and I’m now being joined by a man who for almost a year and a half called the FSW home, he is a former FSW Champion along with being a TWO Time EWC X-Division Champion, FSW please welcome back XAVIER REID!!!!
The fans around Lisa cheer as the camera pulls back to show Xavier standing next to her with a giant smile on his face.
Lisa Goldrush: Xavier welcome back, well home…
Reid: It’s good to be back here tonight Lisa to help celebrate everything that is the FSW, when I saw Uprising on the schedule I knew I would do whatever it took to make sure I was here in Cancun, Mexico and I even brought along my uncle Sr. Espejo…
The camera pulls out a little more to show Sr. Espejo, who’s wearing a Kyle Gautier t-shirt and runs his fingers over his clip on mustache
Reid: He’s a HUGE Kyle Gautier fan and can’t wait to watch him try and win back the North American Championship from Wes Walker and also is here to pay him back the money he walked away with while working his food truck at WrestleFest…
Sr. Espejo shrugs his shoulders and pulls out his pockets to show them they are empty
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican accent): No Hablo Ingles???
Reid: Nice try uncle…
Lisa Goldrush: Well clearly Uncle Sr. Espejo is here for the North American Championship match, what match are you looking forward to seeing here tonight Xavier?
Reid: Listen the card is stacked Lisa, tonight the FSW gets to highlight the EWC stars of tomorrow but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’m interested in watching two matches that involve four people who are already established stars here in the EWC…
Lisa Goldrush: Two of the most intriguing matches here tonight…
Reid: Sebastian Conner verses Killjoy Ito has a chance to steal the night. Sebs and I go WAY back to our time here in the FSW and he’s a man that can walk in and be "The Man" on any brand here in the EWC and has returned home to take care of some unfinished business here in the FSW and Killjoy, who despite being managed by a Love, has won everywhere he’s gone. From Prime to Thunder, from Rampage to here in the FSW he’s a force to reckon with and I can’t wait to sit back and watch these two go at it in the first of what I can only believe will be many meetings between these two men…
Lisa Goldrush: And…
Reid: And tonight’s Main Event, listen I know people have and will joke about how many times Candy and Stitches have faced off here in the EWC, from their time in Prime to even here in the FSW but one thing you can’t deny is each and every time they step into the ring they deliver and tonight will be no different as they fight for the biggest prize in the FSW...the FSW Championship…
Lisa Goldrush: A Championship you once called yours…
Reid: For 162 days, I proudly represented the FSW in the Insanity Cage match at Night of Champions and did my best to raise the bar of the FSW just like the stars here are doing. The FSW is in good hands and tonight I’m sitting out here with the fans being a fan of the FSW and all it’s stars…
Lisa looks at the other masked man standing next to Sr. Espejo
Lisa Goldrush: And it seems even your uncle has a fan or is this another one of the Volando’s?
Xavier looks down and sees the man that has now joined his uncle
Reid: No not another Volando, sadly they are in quarantine at the moment as my cousin has tested positive with COVID-19 so my thoughts and prayers are with everyone dealing with this at the moment, this is a old family friend of my uncle, Tiger Lee Tanaka, who runs his own school here in Mexico and is my uncles guest here tonight…
Xavier looks at him and bows
Reid: Welcome Mr. Tanaka and happy you could join us here tonight…
Tiger Lee Tanaka returns the bow towards Xavier
Reid: But it’s about those stars in the back and I’m just happy to be here to support them and watch them tear this place up here tonight…best of luck to everyone stepping into that ring tonight...
Lisa smiles and places her hand on Xavier’s shoulder
Lisa Goldrush: Well thank you Xavier and it’s good to see you back here in the FSW, enjoy your evening...back to you Tim and Cid…
As the camera starts to pan away Sr. Espejo is seen introducing Xavier to Tiger Lee Tanaka
The scene opens backstage where Wes Walker is wearing mask, gloves, and a face shield. He’s surrounded by boxes and is passing them off to people also decked out in PPE.
Wes Walker: Great job everyone! We’ve donated over $500,000 worth of food, personal protective equipment, and cleaning supplies. I’m so proud to be a part of this group. You’re doing great work.
The crowd of volunteers gives a round of applause and gets back to work. Lisa Goldrush starts to approach the group.
Wes Walker: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Lisa, six feet, don’t forget!
Lisa stops in her place and laughs.
Lisa Goldrush: Sorry! Wes, what is going on back here?
Wes Walker: Well I’ve partnered up with the Mexican Red Cross to get a lot of supplies for people that suffering during this pandemic.
Lisa Goldrush: And you didn’t worry about this affecting your mindset going into your title defense?
Wes Walker: At times like this, you need to put personal gain aside and really worry about others. The least I could do is take a little time out of the night and focus on what really matters. I’m prepared for Kyle Gautier. I’ve faced him before, I’m not losing my North American Title tonight.
Lisa Goldrush: You’re doing great work, thank you Wes.
Wes Walker: I’m happy to help however I can. After tonight, I plan on putting a lot more work into helping our society come back even stronger. Kyle Gautier may think I’ve taken my eyes off the ball, but I know that if I get in to that ring and there’s a part of me that knows I failed to help my fellow man, I won’t be able to be my best self. I’ll see you in a few weeks! Stay home, socially distance, and stay healthy!
Wes turns around and keeps helping the volunteers. Lisa offers another smile and the scene fades.
As we cut back to the arena, a massive four-sided video board is being lowered over the ring.
Watson: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match will be like nothing that you have seen before from FSW. As you can see, they are lowing a giant video board over the ring that will broadcast the feed live from the location of our main event. There will be no commentary from Cid or I, no introductions from Isabella Starr, and the referee on site is ONLY there to count a pinfall or confirm a submission. This will be al all out war between two competitors that are no strangers to each other. The longest reigning, defending, future stars of wrestling champion, Stitches the Clown and the Queen of Candy Castle, Candy, are about to go to war one...more...time.
Sydney: I cannot WAIT for Stitches to wipe the grin off of Candy's face one and for all!
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SEGMENT WRITERS
PARAMOUNT
Ibuki Ito & Jason Anderson The Boss
Ibuki Ito
ᄂIПDΣMΛПП
Ace King
Brett Kennedy
Xavier Reid
Wes Walker
MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: Marina Avgeropoulos
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Wes Walker
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Ezio DeLuca
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Nikolai Holmes
MATCH FIVE
WRITER: Kellan Stixx
MATCH SIX
WRITER: Robbie Rayder
MATCH SEVEN| MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Stitches
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
Mika Sun Vs Marina Avgeropoulos
WINNER(S): Mika Sun
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THREE WAY DANCE
X-DIVISION RULES
Nikolai Holmes Vs Aaron Bolduc Vs Art Reemus(NS)
WINNER(S): Nikolai Holmes
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TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Ezio DeLuca(NS) & Joseph Hall(NS) Vs Harlan Rogers & Bruce Everett
WINNER(S): Harlan Rogers & Bruce Everett
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SINGLES MATCH
Sebastian Conner Vs Killjoy Ito
WINNER(S): Killjoy Ito
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6-PERSON TAG TEAM SOWCASE
Lunch Time & Big McLargeHuge Vs The Dynamic Duo & Kellan Stixx
WINNER(S): Lunch Time & Big McLargeHuge
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NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
Kyle Gautier(NS) Vs Wes Walker (C)
WINNER(S): And STILL EWC North American Champion: Wes Walker
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FSW TITLE MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
CARNIVAL CARNAGE MATCH
Candy Vs Stitches (c)
WINNER(S): And NEW FSW CHAMPION: Candy
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: _.Candy._
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Candy Vs. Stitches
Brock: What you are about to witness is not for the faint of heart. If you have a history of heart issues, high blood pressure, or scare easily... I suggest you read the spoilers on ewc4life.com. Because tonight,... the culmination of over a year of hard work, blood, sweat and tears from every member of this roster is about to be put on display. From the moment that I took over as GM of FSW, I have been planning an event like this. Last year we pulled it all together extremely quickly in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, but this year.... Oh ho ho... We've had all the time in the WORLD to perfect it and get it right.
The camera zooms closer to Brock's face as he continues, his voice getting more emotional.
Brock: I told you all from the beginning that my goal was to bring FSW back to its previous glory...I did that last season. This year?...This year we're going even further. This roster, these people, are her to put it all on the line for each and every one of you and tonight they will do just that. It all culminates in the most violent, most innovative match that the entirety of the EWC has ever seen... Carnival Carnage.
Even more emotion starts to come out of his voice now.
Brock: I walked out on this very show last year and I rallied the troops. Those individuals that call Future Stars of Wrestling there home and I told them that this wasn't Monday Night Brawl, this wasn't Friday Night Rampage, and this wasn't even PRIME... and tonight is NO DIFFERENT...because what you are about to witness... is an UPRISING!!!!
The camera fades out as we fade into your normal programming....
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 its producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
FSW PRESENTS
UPRISING XX
Brought to you by Under Armour, PS4 and Dr Pepper
Airing LIVE! on EWC NETWORK, DISH, Verizon FIOS TV, & XFINITY
“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
“Gautier: The Sash Master has returned!”
“The FSW Championship Blanket gets completed tonight!”
“I'm Ready for Carnival Carnage!”
“Wes Walker es muy caliente!”
“Orange Is The New Green!”
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Airing LIVE! on EWC NETWORK, DISH, Verizon FIOS TV, & XFINITY
UPRISING XX
April 29th 2020
Commentators: Tim Watson, Cid Sydney
Announcer: Isabella Starr
Correspondant: Lisa Goldrush
Referees: Matt Mercer & Jesse Lizarraga
“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
The music fills the Estadio de Beisbol Beto Ávila in Cancun, Mexico as a video starts to play on the giant MacTron above the stage for tonight's event. A montage detailing many of the historic events that have taken place in the near 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 the old FSW logo to the more current Future Stars Champions like Xavier Reid, Melody Malone, Robbie Rayder and Stitches tearing down that mold...
As Pyro starts to go off the fans in Cancun, Mexico are on their feet! The video then starts highlighting some of the current roster of FSW such as Mercenary, Killjoy Ito, Candy, Ezio DeLuca, Aiden O'Sheahan, L.A. Meyers, and Sebastian Conner. The final image shown is a side by side picture of Wes Walker holding the EWC North American title high above his head and Stitches, the FSW title draped over his shoulder.
Back inside Estadio de Beisbol Beto Ávila, the crowd is absolutely electric now as spotlights circle around the stadium as the thousands of fans in attendance are shown in a wide angle shot. The camera then pans back out showing a full-scale view of the jam-packed stadium and zooms in on some crazy fans. The crowd is rowdy, chanting the company's namesake at such a loud volume that it's a wonder that the music can be heard at all. The camera begins to get some shots of the various signs that they have brought tonight:
“Gautier: The Sash Master has returned!”
“The FSW Championship Blanket gets completed tonight!”
“I'm Ready for Carnival Carnage!”
“Wes Walker es muy caliente!”
“Orange Is The New Green!”
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Fireworks emit outside the building and then all around the ring while a fog machine covers the arena in an Orange and White haze! Fans stand up, pumping their fists and raising signs as the camera feed pans to each one of them. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Tim Watson and Cid Sydney.
Watson: Hola y bienvenidos a la hermosa Cancún, México. Hello and Welcome to Mexico EWC Nation! We are LIVE! on Pay-Per-View from the Estadio de Beisbol Beto Ávila in Cancun, Mexico where the beaches are beautiful but the temperature is driven by beauty of the Women! I am Tim Watson, and with me as always is Cid Sydney!
Sydney: Good to be here Tim! TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT! Stitches will FINALLY rid himself of the Rayder family and the Candy Castle will be once and for all demolished when Carnival Carnage takes place!
Watson: That is certainly one possible outcome for our Main Event which will be held off site in a first for FSW! We also have a jam packed card top to bottom, with the North American title on the line as Wes Walker defends against the man who he won the title from...Kyle Gautier!
Sydney: We also have two big tag team matches for you. First, Harlan Rogers and Bruce Everett, fresh off their victory in that massive eight man tag on FSW #95, will team again to take on the powerhouse duo if Joseph Hall and Ezio Deluca!
Watson: We also have a six person match featuring Lunch Time and new comer Big McLargeHuge a-
Sydney: That's what she said!
Tim Watson looks at Cid like he just insulted his mother.
Watson: What planet are you from, Cid?
Sydney: 'Merica Tim, 'Merica.
Watson: Anyway... Across from Lunch Time and Big will be a new tag team to FSW, the Dynamic Duo featuring Jocelyn Sky and Serenity Scorpio who will be teaming with Kellan Stixx. We also have a match that could very well steal the show when Sebastian Conner takes on Killjoy Ito.
Sydney: Then the X-Division comes to the Orange brand as Nikolai Holmes takes on Aaron Bolduc and the debuting Art Reemus!
Watson: And then we have our opening contest which is going to start RIGHT NOW!
The camera cuts too ringside but before Isabella Starr could begin announcing the opening match, the lights in the arena went black but then "Till I Collapse" came blasting over the speakers and the crowd couldn’t believe it. Looking up on the top of the ramp with his back to the crowd wearing a black suit with his head low as he was taking in the crowd.
Watson: IT can’t be!
Sydney: Oh hell no....
Turn around standing there was no other then Jason Hunter with a bit of a smirk. He plays to the crowd a bit as he walks down the ramp.
Watson: The First Ever FSW Champion is back home!
Sydney: Do you think this means he is coming back to EWC?
Jason stood out on the apron as he just closed his eyes as a few of them were singing a few of his lyrics as he opened his eyes looking around at everyone. He jumps inside of the ring and unbutton his suit jacket and climb towards a turn bucket just taking it all in. He climbed down as he took a microphone from the outside. He stood there with a bit of a grin as he looked out towards the crowd.
Jason Hunter: It is good to be back home.
Jason just laughs a bit taking it in a bit more before they quiet down some.
Jason Hunter: Now, I know you all are wondering why I am here. I am here because of the fact FSW will and always be home. This is the place that helped me become the person I am today. This place will ALWAYS have a special place within my heart. At this moment I feel it in the air that things are about to change within these walls of this brand. FSW always had Rampage and Brawl and now also this new brand Prime. FSW is the true future of this company. Look at the many great wrestlers that came from this brand that have done some amazing things on the other brands. That is why the title of this special event is fitting for this place. Uprising. Uprising is the perfect description of EVERY last person on the roster from where it first started until now.
He took in a bit of a pause.
Jason Hunter: FSW is a place where you can come and regain that love for WRESTLING not sport entertainment like some loved to call this thing we all love. I have been watching off and on around here and notice a little bit of the “sport entertainment” view is slowly creeping into this company. That view might be on Rampage, Brawl and Prime but not here in Future Stars of Wrestling. FSW is a place where people become WRESTLERS not Entertainers! I fought so hard along with many others when this company first opened to show that we weren’t not just a training camp. That we eat, breath and sleep wrestling like no one else. The one other person who helped to display this was Megan Treamon.
The crowd goes crazy as they cheer her name as Jason chants her name along with them.
Jason Hunter: Megan, you and I always wonder one thing. What would it have been like if you and I went against each other? So my friend... when you are ready.. You name the time, place and day. I will be there. For my last match ever in life I would like for it to be against you and only you. So till that day comes around I have been doing some thinking regarding Extreme Wrestling Company. Things aren’t set in stone just yet still in talks but we will see as the months go on.....
That when ‘I’m Too Sexy’ by Right Said Fred plays as Jason turns and looks at the ramp as ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love walks out with a huge smile on his face and waves to the ring at Jason Hunter.
Buddy Love: Hi Jason, how are you? Thanks for coming tonight...I mean I know you were about to say you came all this way to Cancun to watch one of your former students Killjoy Ito here tonight at Uprising and you are not the only one...say hello to your little friend…
Buddy points over his shoulder as Jason’s partner and friend Jun Yao walks out in a three piece suit. He walks up to Buddy and puts his arm around him and smiles.
Jun Yao: Had I known you were also coming Jason we could have flown together and cut down on one of our carbon footprint, no need to play two private jets to Cancun but you never told me.
Buddy Love: Maybe he wanted to surprise Killjoy?
Jun Yao: No Buddy, that’s not the case, I’ve seen that look on Jason’s face...this isn’t a friendly visit, no something tells me he’s not here to pat you and Killjoy on the back...am I right Jason?
Jason just laughs softly as he leans over the ropes looking right up at his Jun Yao and Buddy Love on the stage. Jason just grins softly as he spoke.
Jason Hunter: You know me... I am a Hunter. We just like to pop up when people just don’t care that we do. We do it anyway. Buddy, I don’t need to surprise Killjoy. Killjoy and I along with Jun stay in touch more than you think.
Buddy Love raised an eyebrow at them both as Jun just grins as he looked back over at Jason. Jason just smirks as he speaks as he steps away from leaning over the ropes as he spoke.
Jason Hunter: Just like a damn Hunter I can’t come out here and just sit over there and enjoy the show like many other old timers do when they come back home for a visit. There is one thing us... as Hunter does best when we come out and stand in front of the ring of our loyal fans. We love to give announcements.
Jason just grins as the crowd starts to chant his name as he looks out towards them.
Watson: What do you think it is!
Sydney: If you shut your damn mouth we will learn what it could be.
Jason Hunter: Jun Yao. My best friend in the whole wide world. My RIGHT hand I am going to let you do the honor instead because you know. I do not want to look like I am trying to steal the spotlight here.
Jason winks at the camera when he says that last line as he looks back over at Jun Yao standing up on the ramp.
Jason Hunter: Let’s say Jun and I talked it over with a few people in the office....and we got the green light for it.
Jun Yao: After Killjoy’s win over Luna at Thunder IV there were a lot of upset people back home, they didn’t think she got a fair shake at the match and they are blaming you Buddy…
Buddy acts shocked and drops his mouth open
Buddy Love: Me, why on Earth would they blame me for her loss?
Jun Yao: They didn’t like that you got involved in the match and they feel like you cost her the match. See it’s about honor with the Club and many back home think you broke that code of honor at Thunder.
Buddy Love: Is that so, well let me remind everyone, including Mr. Hunter here, Thunder wasn’t part of The Club, we aren’t in the Club’s arena, we are in the EWC so I really don’t care if I upset a few people back in Japan...GET OVER IT!!!!
The fans boo Buddy who just smiles but Jun puts his hand back on Buddy’s shoulder
Jun Yao: It wasn’t just people in Japan you upset Buddy...you upset me also…
The fans pop as Buddy’s smile disappears from his face as he looks at Jun
Buddy Love: Wait…
Jun Yao: No you wait Buddy, I helped set that match up for Luna as a chance to show the EWC what she has to offer and you messed with her and I don’t appreciate that Buddy so Jason and I talked it over with the EWC and I had a long talk with Killjoy and informed him that he will be having a match at Thunder V and he won’t be having YOU in his corner but ME in that corner when he takes on none other than…
Jun points at Jason who is smiling inside the ring
Jun Yao: Jason Hunter, it’s a match he’s always wanted and to get it he must bench you for the night. I will be his second that night, we want to see how Killjoy does in a Love-Free environment…
Buddy Love: But I’m his manager...I have a contract…
Jun Yao: But he wants this match, so YOU’RE OUT for Thunder V, it’s the only way Killjoy gets the match Buddy.
Buddy looks pissed
Buddy Love: I’m going to have to have a word with Killjoy...tomorrow because right now we both need to focus on Sebastian Conner, that’s what this night is about, the two of you should know that and should have respected that and not dropped this on me and him tonight of all nights. This is BIGGER than the Club and your need to have another 15 mins of fame Jason, it must be killing you to see what my father and I have turned Killjoy into, all the success he’s had under our watch, you couldn’t just sit back and enjoy it...no, you BOTH feel the need to try and get yourselves over and bring him down...why? Why because it wasn’t Luna, it wasn’t Luke...because it wasn’t either of you standing at his side when he was winning championships? Does it piss the two of you off so much that it was Tommy Love and now me standing next to him when all this success is coming his way? You dangle this match in front of me with the carrot of dropping me for a night...we will see about this…
Buddy storms off as Jun and Jason nod at one another with smiles on their face.
Watson: We also have a six person match featuring Lunch Time and new comer Big McLargeHuge a-
Sydney: That's what she said!
Tim Watson looks at Cid like he just insulted his mother.
Watson: What planet are you from, Cid?
Sydney: 'Merica Tim, 'Merica.
Watson: Anyway... Across from Lunch Time and Big will be a new tag team to FSW, the Dynamic Duo featuring Jocelyn Sky and Serenity Scorpio who will be teaming with Kellan Stixx. We also have a match that could very well steal the show when Sebastian Conner takes on Killjoy Ito.
Sydney: Then the X-Division comes to the Orange brand as Nikolai Holmes takes on Aaron Bolduc and the debuting Art Reemus!
Watson: And then we have our opening contest which is going to start RIGHT NOW!
The camera cuts too ringside but before Isabella Starr could begin announcing the opening match, the lights in the arena went black but then "Till I Collapse" came blasting over the speakers and the crowd couldn’t believe it. Looking up on the top of the ramp with his back to the crowd wearing a black suit with his head low as he was taking in the crowd.
Watson: IT can’t be!
Sydney: Oh hell no....
Turn around standing there was no other then Jason Hunter with a bit of a smirk. He plays to the crowd a bit as he walks down the ramp.
Watson: The First Ever FSW Champion is back home!
Sydney: Do you think this means he is coming back to EWC?
Jason stood out on the apron as he just closed his eyes as a few of them were singing a few of his lyrics as he opened his eyes looking around at everyone. He jumps inside of the ring and unbutton his suit jacket and climb towards a turn bucket just taking it all in. He climbed down as he took a microphone from the outside. He stood there with a bit of a grin as he looked out towards the crowd.
Jason Hunter: It is good to be back home.
Jason just laughs a bit taking it in a bit more before they quiet down some.
Jason Hunter: Now, I know you all are wondering why I am here. I am here because of the fact FSW will and always be home. This is the place that helped me become the person I am today. This place will ALWAYS have a special place within my heart. At this moment I feel it in the air that things are about to change within these walls of this brand. FSW always had Rampage and Brawl and now also this new brand Prime. FSW is the true future of this company. Look at the many great wrestlers that came from this brand that have done some amazing things on the other brands. That is why the title of this special event is fitting for this place. Uprising. Uprising is the perfect description of EVERY last person on the roster from where it first started until now.
He took in a bit of a pause.
Jason Hunter: FSW is a place where you can come and regain that love for WRESTLING not sport entertainment like some loved to call this thing we all love. I have been watching off and on around here and notice a little bit of the “sport entertainment” view is slowly creeping into this company. That view might be on Rampage, Brawl and Prime but not here in Future Stars of Wrestling. FSW is a place where people become WRESTLERS not Entertainers! I fought so hard along with many others when this company first opened to show that we weren’t not just a training camp. That we eat, breath and sleep wrestling like no one else. The one other person who helped to display this was Megan Treamon.
The crowd goes crazy as they cheer her name as Jason chants her name along with them.
Jason Hunter: Megan, you and I always wonder one thing. What would it have been like if you and I went against each other? So my friend... when you are ready.. You name the time, place and day. I will be there. For my last match ever in life I would like for it to be against you and only you. So till that day comes around I have been doing some thinking regarding Extreme Wrestling Company. Things aren’t set in stone just yet still in talks but we will see as the months go on.....
That when ‘I’m Too Sexy’ by Right Said Fred plays as Jason turns and looks at the ramp as ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love walks out with a huge smile on his face and waves to the ring at Jason Hunter.
Buddy Love: Hi Jason, how are you? Thanks for coming tonight...I mean I know you were about to say you came all this way to Cancun to watch one of your former students Killjoy Ito here tonight at Uprising and you are not the only one...say hello to your little friend…
Buddy points over his shoulder as Jason’s partner and friend Jun Yao walks out in a three piece suit. He walks up to Buddy and puts his arm around him and smiles.
Jun Yao: Had I known you were also coming Jason we could have flown together and cut down on one of our carbon footprint, no need to play two private jets to Cancun but you never told me.
Buddy Love: Maybe he wanted to surprise Killjoy?
Jun Yao: No Buddy, that’s not the case, I’ve seen that look on Jason’s face...this isn’t a friendly visit, no something tells me he’s not here to pat you and Killjoy on the back...am I right Jason?
Jason just laughs softly as he leans over the ropes looking right up at his Jun Yao and Buddy Love on the stage. Jason just grins softly as he spoke.
Jason Hunter: You know me... I am a Hunter. We just like to pop up when people just don’t care that we do. We do it anyway. Buddy, I don’t need to surprise Killjoy. Killjoy and I along with Jun stay in touch more than you think.
Buddy Love raised an eyebrow at them both as Jun just grins as he looked back over at Jason. Jason just smirks as he speaks as he steps away from leaning over the ropes as he spoke.
Jason Hunter: Just like a damn Hunter I can’t come out here and just sit over there and enjoy the show like many other old timers do when they come back home for a visit. There is one thing us... as Hunter does best when we come out and stand in front of the ring of our loyal fans. We love to give announcements.
Jason just grins as the crowd starts to chant his name as he looks out towards them.
Watson: What do you think it is!
Sydney: If you shut your damn mouth we will learn what it could be.
Jason Hunter: Jun Yao. My best friend in the whole wide world. My RIGHT hand I am going to let you do the honor instead because you know. I do not want to look like I am trying to steal the spotlight here.
Jason winks at the camera when he says that last line as he looks back over at Jun Yao standing up on the ramp.
Jason Hunter: Let’s say Jun and I talked it over with a few people in the office....and we got the green light for it.
Jun Yao: After Killjoy’s win over Luna at Thunder IV there were a lot of upset people back home, they didn’t think she got a fair shake at the match and they are blaming you Buddy…
Buddy acts shocked and drops his mouth open
Buddy Love: Me, why on Earth would they blame me for her loss?
Jun Yao: They didn’t like that you got involved in the match and they feel like you cost her the match. See it’s about honor with the Club and many back home think you broke that code of honor at Thunder.
Buddy Love: Is that so, well let me remind everyone, including Mr. Hunter here, Thunder wasn’t part of The Club, we aren’t in the Club’s arena, we are in the EWC so I really don’t care if I upset a few people back in Japan...GET OVER IT!!!!
The fans boo Buddy who just smiles but Jun puts his hand back on Buddy’s shoulder
Jun Yao: It wasn’t just people in Japan you upset Buddy...you upset me also…
The fans pop as Buddy’s smile disappears from his face as he looks at Jun
Buddy Love: Wait…
Jun Yao: No you wait Buddy, I helped set that match up for Luna as a chance to show the EWC what she has to offer and you messed with her and I don’t appreciate that Buddy so Jason and I talked it over with the EWC and I had a long talk with Killjoy and informed him that he will be having a match at Thunder V and he won’t be having YOU in his corner but ME in that corner when he takes on none other than…
Jun points at Jason who is smiling inside the ring
Jun Yao: Jason Hunter, it’s a match he’s always wanted and to get it he must bench you for the night. I will be his second that night, we want to see how Killjoy does in a Love-Free environment…
Buddy Love: But I’m his manager...I have a contract…
Jun Yao: But he wants this match, so YOU’RE OUT for Thunder V, it’s the only way Killjoy gets the match Buddy.
Buddy looks pissed
Buddy Love: I’m going to have to have a word with Killjoy...tomorrow because right now we both need to focus on Sebastian Conner, that’s what this night is about, the two of you should know that and should have respected that and not dropped this on me and him tonight of all nights. This is BIGGER than the Club and your need to have another 15 mins of fame Jason, it must be killing you to see what my father and I have turned Killjoy into, all the success he’s had under our watch, you couldn’t just sit back and enjoy it...no, you BOTH feel the need to try and get yourselves over and bring him down...why? Why because it wasn’t Luna, it wasn’t Luke...because it wasn’t either of you standing at his side when he was winning championships? Does it piss the two of you off so much that it was Tommy Love and now me standing next to him when all this success is coming his way? You dangle this match in front of me with the carrot of dropping me for a night...we will see about this…
Buddy storms off as Jun and Jason nod at one another with smiles on their face.
SINGLES MATCH
Mika Sun
Vs Marina Avgeropoulos
Watson: I cannot believe it! Jason Hunter, the inaugural FSW Champion has just returned! And he already has a match setup for Thunder V later this year! I cannot wait! But now to business! Up first, we’ve got the debuting Mika Sun going against Marina Avgeropoulos, who has been with us for several weeks now.
Sydney: Hopefully Mika is more exciting than Marina has been so far. She’s one and one so far.
Watson: That is true, but she seemed pretty confident leading up to this match.
Sydney: Confidence doesn’t win matches!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 129 pounds... MARINA AVGEROPOULOS!
Waiting Game by BANKS began playing, and after half a minute, Marina walks out onto the stage, alone. After a few seconds, she began strutting to the ring, entering quickly and finding her way to a corner.
Starr: And her opponent, from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 135 pounds... MIKA SUN!
The lights dimmed as Cut That City by Mars Volta begins to swell throughout the arena. Soon Erika comes from behind the curtains, wearing a gas mask and wielding her neon laser sword. Gradually she makes her way towards the ring, before resting on a turnbuckle. She takes off her mask revealing her face, with her sword still in hand. As her music fades, Mika jumps down from the turnbuckle and sets her sword aside.
DING DING DING
Mika and Marina met in the center of the ring, approaching each other slowly. Mika took the first strike, kicking Marina in the leg. Marina winces in pain but dodges another kick from Mika. Marina sweeps Mika off her feet and advances on her. Mika rolls away and gets to her feet, launching herself at Marina. Marina goes down and Mika starts pounding away.
Watson: Mika looking to take control early on in this match, and that’s not a bad idea. Marina is going to need to build some momentum here soon.
Sydney: Mika’s doing great so far, I like her.
Marina manages to roll Mika off of her, but the Japanese fighter wasn’t letting up. When Marina got to her feet again, Mika took her down with a Standing Jumping Knee Strike. Marina reeled back as she fell to the mat. Mika dragged her by the hair, pulling Marina to her feet. Mika whips Marina into the ropes, and as she rebounds, Mika slams Marina to the mat. A sharp kick in the face later and Marina was clutching her face.
Watson: Marina seems to have a weak face and can’t take too many hits to it, as we saw against Ben Superior, without popping.
Sydney: For the love of god, if she bleeds all over our nice rings again.
Marina’s face was intact, but Mika whips her into the corner and Marina slumped to the mat. Mika ran after her and jumped to the turnbuckle, lifted herself upside down, and then came crashing down, driving her knees into Marina’s face.
Watson: And there it is!
Sydney: Mika busts the Cleveland-er open, but the match isn’t over.
Marina is dazed as Mika pulls her to her feet. Mika goes for a Hesitation Dropkick, but Marina ducks. Mika gets to her feet and rushes Marina with a Clothesline, but Marina ducks behind her and wraps her arms around her midsection. One German Suplex was followed by another before Marina released Mika. Mika groans in pain as Marina hurries to the turnbuckle and jumps, catching Mika with a Diving Elbow Drop.
Watson: Marina seems to be getting back into this match.
Sydney: Finally. Mika was stomping her all over this ring.
Mika rolls away in pain as Marina takes a moment to catch her breath. The Cleveland-er crouched in a corner now, waiting for Mika to get up. The fans began buzzing, knowing what she had planned. Mika slowly rose, and when she turned her back, Marina snapped across the ring in a heartbeat. But Mika countered the Spear into an Anaconda Choke. In a frenzy, Marina began struggling to break free, but Mika had it locked in and after nearly thirty seconds, Marina had no choice but to tap out.
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via Submission... MIKA SUN!
Watson: Marina Avgeropoulos has tapped out again! Mika Sun is leaving victorious!
Sydney: Mika was in control for most of this match, but Marina mounted a small comeback that ultimately wasn’t enough.
Watson: And to think that was just the first match! We have so much more still to come folks, but right now I am being told that we need to head to the back!
The camera cuts backstage inside Estadio de Beisbol Beto Avila where we find Lisa Goldrush walking up to ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love and Killjoy Ito.
Goldrush: Gentlemen, may I have a quick word?
Buddy looks at Killjoy and puts his hand up.
Love: I got this.
Buddy turns to face Lisa with a giant grin on his face.
Goldrush: Tonight Killjoy steps into the ring with Sebastian Conner in a match many are expecting to steal the show…
Love: Of course it will Lisa, Killjoy is in it. Let’s look at the facts, Killjoy has had 5 Match of the Night awards, 2 MVP’s...every match he has is MUST see and tonight will be no different as we welcome Sebastian Conner back to the FSW…
Goldrush: Well he was back at FSW #095 when he faced off and beat…
Love: Mercenary I know but come on, we all knew he was going to win that match and it was nothing more than a warm up match, just to get his feet wet, tonight is the real test to see if Sebastian is back and ready to be the man he was or if he needs a little drinky drink to be that man again. He hasn’t faced a man like Killjoy in a LONG LONG TIME but we have faced champions here in the EWC, he likes to remind everyone that he beat Ace King and it was a hell of a win but KILLJOY BEAT THE MAN THAT ENDED 777 and the man that is the Undisputed Champion, we are battle tested and haven’t spent the last year sitting around talking about our demons with other…
But Buddy stops as a man walks up to Killjoy and hands him a piece of paper
Love: What the hell are you doing…
Buddy walks over towards the man and Lisa follows
Love: Who the hell are you?
The man reaches out his hand
Marshall E. Lewis: Marshall E. Lewis sir and I’m here to inquire about a managerial opening for Killjoy Ito..that’s you right?
He points at Killjoy who nods
Love: Killjoy already has a manager...ME!!!
Marshall E. Lewis: Well this flier says otherwise…
Marshall hands Buddy the Help Wanted flier
Love: God Damn It!!! This is fake, a publicity stunt by an insecure little man who’s jealous of all the success Killjoy has had under my father and now under my leadership…
Buddy rips up the flier and tosses it back at Marshall
Love: Beat it, there is no job opening…
Marshall E. Lewis: But I’m not a registered sex offender…
Love: Neither am I...neither is my dad…
Goldrush: Really???
Buddy looks at Lisa and shrugs
Love: Times were different in the 80’s I guess, nothing ever stuck in court…
Goldrush: Damn, guess you were right...
Lisa reaches into her pocket and pulls out $20 bucks and hands it to her cameraman
Love: Now get lost!!!
Marshall nods and walks away as Killjoy tosses his resume aside
Love: Now where were we...oh that’s right, Hello my name is Sebastian and I’m an alcoholic, while he was sitting in a basement talking about how shitty his life was while on the sauce Killjoy was winning championships and being a mainstay on Prime…
But Buddy stops mid-sentence once again as a short pale man is walking up to Killjoy
Embalmer Frump: Hello there Killjoy, my name is Embalmer Frump, I am Morticia Adams long lost brother and I’m here to be your new manager…
Love: Like hell you are, I am Killjoy’s manager…
Embalmer Frump: I thought the flier said no hillbillies…
Love: I’m not a hillbilly Casper…
Embalmer Frump: Casper?
Love: Yeah Casper because you are as white as a goddamn ghost, when’s the last time you saw the sun?
Embalmer Frump: How is that relevant to being this man’s manager?
Love: It isn’t but I was just wondering, my ass has more of a tan than than your face and has less dimples...listen that Help Wanted flier was a lame joke by a man trying to cover up his own flaws, if you are looking for work I suggest to go find Sebastian Conner and see if you can apply his butt cream to his ass…
Embalmer Frump: He has butt cream for his ass?
Love: Yeah because the guy is really butt-hurt these days…
Goldrush: Wow that was lame Buddy…
Love: No it wasn’t...shut up…
Embalmer Frump: The lovely lady is right, that was pretty lame and I can see why this man would want a new manager to be his mouthpiece and come up with better one liners…
Love: I have a dominant control over the English vocabulary thank you very much and your services are not needed so go back to living with Cousin It and hanging out with Lurch and enjoy listening to Gomez making sweet sweet love to your sister three times a day you little freak!!!
Embalmer shivers at the thought of his sister and walks away from Killjoy who just waves goodbye
Goldrush: That was a little harsh…
Love: Oh you know it’s true, Gomez is a super freak, he’s ready to throw down day or night but speaking of throwing down Sebastian spent his entire EWC throwing those drinks back and it only became an issue when he started losing right, he wasn’t using his issue when he was beating Ace, beating Megan, beating Lockheart or beating Reid...nope but the second things don’t go his way he uses it as his crutch…
But Buddy once again stops as a man dressed in black walks up to Killjoy
Hector Martinez: Hola Ese…
Love: You have to be kidding me, dude…
Hector Martinez: Sup?
Love: Sup? Sup? What do you want?
Hector Martinez: Estoy aquí para solicitar este trabajo
Love: There is no job to apply for bro…
Hector Martinez: Eso no es lo que dice este volante
Love: I don’t care what the damn flier says, there is no job…
Hector Martinez: Vine desde la ciudad de México para esta entrevista
Love: Well that’s not my fault you were stupid and thought this was real…
Hector Martinez: Como me llamaste?
Love: I called you STUPID!!! Think about it moron, you don’t even speak English, I’ve had to translate this conversation to the people watching at home, the biggest part of my job is making sure Killjoy’s message gets out, BECAUSE HE DOESN’T SPEAK ENGLISH WELL!!! NEITHER DO YOU CLEARLY and then add in our Presidents is trying to keep your people out of our country…
Hector Martinez: ¿Presidente Mac?
Love: No not Mac...the orange guy at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, the borders are closed bro so sorry, I don’t want to deal with ICE by having you around so Hasta La Vista Baby!!!
Hector flips off Buddy and nods and signals for Killjoy to ‘call me’ as he walks away
Love: It’s little stunts like this that shows me what kind of man Sebastian Conner's is, he’s not about wrestling, he’s turning this into a damn sideshow...a circus, he wants to be like a shock jock of wrestling because he’s looked around the sports landscape and seen others rise to fame by pulling this crap, he’s a copycat clone of the other tool bags who scream and yell because they know the more outlandish they are the more they will be covered but the one thing he forgets is that only works while you are winning, the first time you get choked out people see you for the loud mouth clown you are and tonight Killjoy does just that, he exposes you for what you really are these days...a loud mouth ‘asshole’ who should have stayed away…
Miss Finch: Excuse me, I’m Miss Finch and I’m here for the position of manager...
Love: I’M RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A GOD DAMN…
But Buddy turns to see the lovely lady standing next to Killjoy
Love: Well hello there, I’m Buddy…
He extends his hand and Miss Finch reaches out and gives him hers, Buddy kisses her hand and smiles
Love: You said you are here for the manager job?
Miss Finch: Yes, I saw this flier and I’m fluent in Japanese, French, Spanish, Latin and Italian…
Love: You have an impressive tongue…
Miss Finch: And I have very good hygiene…
Love: I bet you do…
Buddy sniffs the air
Love: You smell amazing…
Miss Finch: I'm very good at attention to detail and…
Love: You’re hired…
Miss Finch: I am…
Goldrush: She is…
Killjoy: Hontōni?
Love: Well not as the manager...yet but I can hire you on a temporary basis and see how things go…
Miss Finch: GREAT!!!
Miss Finch jumps and hugs Killjoy as Buddy opens his arms for his hug and she wraps her arms around Buddy and the two jump for joy
Goldrush: Buddy...you were talking about Sebastian…
Love: Yeah, thanks Sebastian for the help with the new manager...we are still going to kick your ass but drinks on me afterwards buddy…
Buddy walks off with Miss Finch and Killjoy
Goldrush: Buddy he’s a...forget it…
Lisa motions to cut the feed As we transition back to...
Watson: Well, we’re only one match in, but this already has the makings of a special night here in Cancun.
Sydney: TEQUILAAAAAAAA!
Watson: ...While Cid furthers his familiarity with worm-sized things, let’s turn it over to Lisa Goldrush at ringside, Lisa?
A quick fade in the feed, and we see Lisa Goldrush at ringside now, slightly out of breath because FSW needs a second interviewer apparently, and she is surrounded by passionate Mexican wrestling fans.
Goldrush: You said it, Tim, there’s definitely excitement in the air for tonight’s Uprising spectacle, showcasing the very best the Future Stars of Wrestling have to offer...
The fans continue cheering, though one of them tries to get a little handsy with Goldrush, who turns to him and does her best to remain professional.
Goldrush: Even though we’re in a baseball stadium, you’re never making it to first base.
Jaws drop all around Lisa following the remark as venue security quickly appears to take the unruly fan away. Brushing herself off, Lisa continues her walk along the ringside barricades as fans continue cheering.
Goldrush: Anyway, as I was saying, the FSW competitors are looking to make the most of their opportunities, and Uprising is certainly a platform where some will take the next step.
She makes her way around the ringside area before getting to the base of the entrance ramp, and the crowd cheers boisterously as a familiar face appears in the background.
Goldrush: FSW has proven to be a land of opportunity for many Superstars, and that has only expanded with the X-Division Championship now being open to competitors from all brands. Will one of Aaron Bolduc, Nikolai Holmes or Art Reemus stake their claim as a future #1 contender in short order? Either way, here’s the man everyone is chasing in the X-Division… “The Gambler” and the X-Division Champion, Ace King!
Ace gives a polite wave to the Cancun crowd as the camera focuses on him, the crowd largely chanting his name.
Goldrush: Ace, you’re fresh off your first defense of the championship over Stephanie Matsuda on Brawl just two nights ago, but it’s been part of a busy first month as X-Division Champion. How have you navigated everything with all the changes in the last month?
Ace King: Honestly, my approach hasn’t changed much. As a guy who honed his craft right here in Mexico…
The crowd cuts him off with a huge, albeit cheap, pop for the local reference, forcing Ace into a small smirk.
Ace King: ...Anyway, one of the things I learned here was to remain humble no matter what, but to never back down from a challenge. That’s served me well to this point, and as X-Division Champion, it’s my mandate to continue pushing the envelope and taking this division to new heights.
Goldrush: Now, in a few minutes, you’ll see three men capable of withstanding copious amounts of pain slug it out here under X-Division Rules. What are you most looking forward to in this match, and who do you see emerging victorious?
Ace King: To the first part of that, the carnage. There’s nothing more satisfying than seeing competitors throw absolutely everything they have into these matches, and I know these people expect nothing less… As for the second part of the question? They’re all more than capable, but regardless of who it is, I’ll face the challenge head on should it eventually come to that… Bet On It.
Goldrush: Well, there you have it, the X-Division Champion is in the building, and he’s ready to see a slug-fest, how about you all?
The crowd cheers again as Ace offers a final wave before we cut to…
THREE WAY DANCE
X-DIVISION RULES
Nikolai Holmes
Vs Aaron Bolduc
Vs Art Reemus
X-DIVISION RULES
Nikolai Holmes
Vs Aaron Bolduc
Vs Art Reemus
Watson: Great match to start off Uprising 20 between Mika Sun and Marina Avgeropoulos AND we just heard from our X-Division champion Ace King, but next up we’ve got an X-Division Rules match up! Just as Ace King, X-Division champion, just said, we are all looking forward to this!
Sydney: That’s time Tim, things are about to get wild here!
Watson: It’s a great way for these new guys to show their stuff in the FSW as Nikolai Holmes, Aaron Bolduc, and Art Reemus will battle in an elimination triple threat match.
Sydney: I want to see someone go through a table!
Starr: The following match is AN X-DIVISION THREE WAY DANCE, from LIMESTONE, TENNESSEE, weighing in at 230 pounds...ART REEMUS!
'Country Boy Can Survive by Hank Williams Jr. plays over the loud speaker and Art Reemus makes his way to the ring.
Starr: And his opponent, from RUSSIA, weighing in at 237 pounds... ‘THE ALCHEMIST’ NIKOLAI HOLMES!
Pyros hit and Falling Away from Me by KORN begins to play. After the creepy children's laughter dies down, “The Alchemist” Nikolai Holmes steps onto the stage. His head shifts to the left as his neck cracks, then the same to right. As the beat drops, he jams his right fist into his flat left palm. He rolls his left hand over his fisted right hand, then claps them together 3 times, before circling his arms twice then exploding them into his chest before slowly releasing them into Tiger Claw position. He stands motionless for a few seconds, then lifts his head and begins to strut down the aisle to the ring.
Starr: And the final entrant, from TORONTO, ONTARIO, CANADA, weighing in at 245 pounds... AARON BOLDUC!
The lights in the building go down and the synth riff that rips through the building is unmistakable. The lights give a dull pulse to the opening riff of Journey's "Separate Ways" and at about the fifteen second mark, the man himself step onto the stage to a resounding pop that puts a smile on his face that stops him only for a second before he starts down towards the ring. Once he's at the bottom of the ramp, Aaron closes the gap between himself and the ring with a few steps and slides under the bottom rope. He's quick to pop up to his feet and mount the nearest turnbuckle to engage in a cycle of Aaron pumping the crowd up by shouting inaudibly and pantomiming that he can't hear them, only for them to cheer louder, rinse and repeat. After a few exchanges, he hops down and takes to his corner in anticipation of the bell.
DING DING DING
The three men stand in separate corners of the ring and start to circle around the each other. Nikolai and Art Reemus look at each other, smile and then take the fight to Aaron Bolduc. Both men start pounding on his back with forearm strikes and force Bolduc into the corner. As Bolduc starts to fumble out Nikolai and Reemus hit a double hip toss that smashes Bolduc onto the mat. Reemus starts to celebrate but Nikolai has other ideas and kicks Reemus in the gut. Nikolai hits a DDT and both Reemus and Bolduc are down on the ground. Nikolai exits the ring. He reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a garbage can. He throws it into the ring. He goes back under and this time he pulls out a steel chair. He throws it under the bottom rope and sneaks in under the ropes as well. Before Nikolai can get up Aaron Bolduc hammers him over the back with the garbage can. When Bolduc turns around to hit Reemus he’s met with a dropkick that forces the garbage can into his own face!
Watson: What a start to this match! Reemus is standing alone. Bodies strewn about. Chairs and garbage cans everywhere.
Sydney: Eh, I don’t know about this. I don’t think Reemus should get too cocky.
Reemus picks up Aaron Bolduc and throws him into the corner. Reemus follows up and tries and hit a splash in the corner. Bolduc spins out of the way. Reemus bounces off the turnbuckle and he turns around to a vicious chair shot to the head from The Alchemist! Reemus goes down hard and Nikolai pins him.
1….
2….
3!!!
Starr: Art Reemus has been eliminated!
Watson: Oh and just like that Art Reemus is eliminated.
Sydney: I had a feeling that was coming. Now let’s see how bad the Alchemist can beat down on Aaron Bolduc.
Watson: Don’t speak too soon Cid, Bolduc is on his feet!
As Nikolai is getting off of Art Reemus, Bolduc hits him with a garbage can that is now beat up beyond repair. Bolduc notices this and throws it out of the ring. Aaron then tries to throw Nikolai out of the ring as well. But Nikolai catches himself on the apron. Bolduc runs off the far rope and tries to knock Nikolai off but Nikolai ducks and pulls the rope down with him and Bolduc goes flying to the outside! The Alchemist composes himself on the apron looks down at Aaron Bolduc who is splaying out on the ground. Nikolai shrugs and hits a HUGE MOONSAULT! Both men are down on the ground.
Watson: Nikolai Holmes put his life on the line for that one!
Sydney: That’s what a man of his caliber is willing to do! When would someone like Aaron Bolduc ever do that?
Nikolai Holmes is the first one to get up and he goes hunting other the ring again. This time he finds a wooden table. He sets it up outside the ring. Holmes lifts Bolduc up and sets him up to suplex him through the table! Aaron fights back and counters and puts Holmes on the ground! Bolduc grabs the table packs it up and puts it in the ring. Bolduc lifts Holmes up and throws him into the ring. Bolduc gets into the ring and grabs the table. He sets it up near the corner of the ring. Bolduc lifts up Holmes and pushes him into the turnbuckle.
Watson: I don’t know what Bolduc has in mind here, but I don’t know if I like it.
Sydney: Nikolai Holmes has him right where he wants him. And look at that table!
Aaron Bolduc puts Nikolai onto the top rope and climbs up to meet him. He starts punching him in the head and the crowd chants along! 1! 2! 3! Nikolai blocks! Holmes tries to push Bolduc off the top rope onto the table but no! Aaron holds on. Bolduc tries to set up a superplex! Now Nikolai fights back and blocks it. Aaron gives up the attempt and instead tries a hurricanrana from the top rope! No! Again, Nikolai catches him mid-air and jumps off the top rope SUPERBOMB THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!! As both men land Nikolai stays on top of Bolduc.
1….
2…..
3!!!!!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... THE ALCHEMIST NIKOLAI HOLMES!
Watson: Oh my goodness. What an ending to this incredible match. How could tonight get any better!
Sydney: I knew it all along! The Alchemist had something stirring all along.
Watson: What a big win from Nikolai Holmes, I wonder what’s next for him. You have to imagine that whatever it is includes the X-division title that currently sits around the waist of Ace King. Now we're going to-
Tim Watson is cut off as the lights in the arena suddenly go black and fans being to pull out their cell phones. "Iconic" by Jaxson Gamble plays over the loud speakers sending the crowd into a frenzy.
The lights remain off as several spotlights begin to emit through the audience as if searching for somebody. The beat grows more intense with the volume as these spotlights trace the stands thoroughly. The barely lit stands and the bright white search lights are only matched with the camera lights of thousands and thousands of fans. The spotlights all begin to focus on the entrance as the shadow of a man is seen in the middle of strobe lights. The flickerings begin to find a rhythm and a few shots of fog engulf the figure. A few seconds pass and the figure walks out of the fog as the house lights turn up to expose the figure of Sebastian Conner.
Starr: Making his way to the ring, he is the Professional... Sebastian Conner!
The crowd seem to have the same buzz of energy as they did at Stranglemania. Sebastian is feeling the crowd but his posture resembles that of someone with an ego. He struts to the ring.
Sebastian Conner:
LADIES
AND
GENTLEMAN
I AM THE CONTROVERSY CAUSING,
LOUD MOUTHED
BIG BALLED
PROFESSIONAL
ASSHOLE
KNOWN
AS
SEBASTIAN CONNER!
Sebastian smiles as the crowd chime in along with him.
Sebastian Conner: Tonight, Killjoy and I are going to give you the match of the year. I had no intentions to have anything but what I believe would be a stand out match with a person I find to be one of the best in the business. That was until his manatee for a manager decided it would be smart to keep fucking with me. I am not sure where he thinks he gets to speak about me but let's get something straight. I am a lot of things, but a liar is not one of them.
Sebastian clearly looks irritated as he paces the ring.
Sebastian Conner: I have only ever done what I said I would, from day one. Whether you accept it or not, that's the way it is. Yes, I left FSW after I had landed my MITB win. BUT! I did it because I have something you lack, morals. I wasn't going to throw away an opportunity to save something that's important to my family. See, everybody is quick to open their mouths but if they paid attention to the facts. I have never abandoned anything in my life, I just took a different path. And the results will be seen in due time. And to be clear, I don't owe anybody an explanation.
He pauses for a brief moment.
Sebastian Conner: They know, that we {looking at the crowd} WE are going to take back OUR brand. For the assholes out their that aren't afraid to call it as they see it. Not the assholes that open their traps without thinking. Nobody likes to be wrong even when it's clear they are. So Buddy, I want you to explain to Killjoy that what happens tonight is all because of you. And Buddy, one more thing... Win or Lose, If you stick your nose in my business again, I will personally shut you up!
♪I'LL TAKE IT IF I WANT IT♪
♪MY NAME IS♪
♪ICONIC♪
"Iconic" begins blaring as Sebastian tosses the mic away and throws his hands out as he makes his exit from the ring to the mixture of fan appreciation and ugly stares.
TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Ezio DeLuca & Joseph Hall
Vs
Harlan Rogers & Bruce Everett
Ezio DeLuca & Joseph Hall
Vs
Harlan Rogers & Bruce Everett
Watson: Strong words there from Sebastian Conner there, that match is still to come and you to NOT want to miss it! But now we’ve made it to our Tag Team Showcase, folks. This one looks pretty evenly matched in terms of physicality and athleticism. Do you have any favorites, Cid?
Sydney: I don’t know if I’d use a word like “favorites,” but I do think Rogers and Everett have the edge. Goody two-shoes Joseph Hall and d-bag DeLuca might have experience here in FSW, but do they have the passion?
Watson: I think they have MORE than enough passion necessary for a win tonight, Cid. Hall has shown he is capable of showing up in big matches and DeLuca is on a bit of a streak right now.
Sydney: Streak schmeak. Let’s get to the action...
Starr: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall. First, from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 244 pounds... EZIO DELUCA!
"Hard Time (Kretsen Remix)" by Seinabo Sey starts to play as Ezio appears on the entrance ramp. He winks at a few adoring fans in the crowd and picks out one lucky fan for a blown kiss. He climbs up the steps 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 carefully folds his feathery robe over the turnbuckle, ready to go.
Starr: And his partner…
'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.
Starr: Making his way to the ring, from Olympia, Washington, weighing 257 pounds... JOSEPH HALL!
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: And their opponents… first to the ring... from Cardiff, Wales, weighing in at 252 pounds… HARLAN ROGERS!
"Hold Back The Night" by The Protomen triumphantly blares across the arena, as Harlan Rogers emerges from the gorilla position, a glass bottle of apple cider in hand, its neck firmly grasped. Paying no heed to the spectators, Harlan strolls towards down the entrance ramp, bringing the bottle closer to his lips, before removing the bottle cap with his teeth in one swift motion and spitting it towards the floor. As he hops onto the apron, Harlan brings the beverage to his lips once more, and takes a protracted gulp of Dutch courage, before slowly entering the ring through the middle rope. After one more elongated sip from the bottle, Harlan marches towards the other side of the apron and gently lays the bottle down for an official outside the ring to dispose of.
Starr: And finally… from London, England... weighing in at 247 pounds… BRUCE EVERETT!
The lights dim and begin to flash red as the first few chords of "The Red" by Chevelle begins to play.
They say freak
when you're singled out
the red
well it filters through
Bruce slowly backs himself upon the top of the ramp, rolling his neck and taking in a breath. He then turns to face the crowd, a wicked smile appearing on his face. He takes his first few steps down the ramp, looking around the arena while glaring at the crowd of people. Nearing the ring, he runs his hand along the bottom rope then climbs up the stairs, pausing to give the crowd that same wicked smile.
So lay down
the threat is real
when his sight
goes red again
He steps into the ring and climbs atop the turnbuckle, slowly raising his fist then steps down, taking his time as his music cuts.
DING DING DING
Ezio DeLuca and Harlan Rogers face off from opposite corners of the ring. They eye each other and begin to rile up the crowd. First, DeLuca scans the crowd for a cutie, spots one, and blows a kiss. He gives a wink to Harlan. Rogers counters by looking out into the crowd and spots someone of his own. But just as he is about to blow his own DeLuca-ish kiss, he instead charges towards Ezio and nails him with a big European uppercut. Ezio stumbles back into the turnbuckle as Harlan backs up and runs forward for a big boot. But he misses! Ezio moves out of the way just in time and counters Rogers's attack with a series of backhand chops. He finishes up the chops as he grabs Harlan’s head into a side headlock and tags in Joseph Hall.
Watson: Looks like experience is paying dividends here so far, Cid. Rogers may have gotten in first jabs, but DeLuca and Hall look to be back in control.
Sydney: That showboat Ezio deserves a slap upside the face. I can’t wait to see him bloody and bruised again by the end of this match.
From Harlan’s other side, Hall grabs hold and lands a big saito suplex. Harlan’s shoulders are pinned! 1… KICKOUT! Just a one count. Hall gets up quickly, but not quickly enough as Rogers gets to his feet first and gets perfectly in position for a textbook German suplex. Hall goes flying and Rogers has just enough strength left to make the tag to his partner Bruce Everett. Bruce is fired up and so is the crowd! He comes out swinging and lays the Massacre on a stunned Joseph Hall. A single underhook and then one punch… two punches… three… all to the ribs of Hall. Hall is keeled over giving Bruce the advantage he needs to pick him up for a massive vertical suplex. He holds him straight up in the air like he’s a feather! What power! And BOOM! A big thud on the mat as Everett goes for the cover. 1… 2… KICKOUT!
Watson: A close one there, Cid! It looks like the momentum has shifted!
Sydney: Of course it has, Watson. Everett showed us his strength recently in the Main Event of FSW #95 and now he’s showing it on an even bigger stage here at Uprising.
Without skipping a beat or wasting any time, Bruce gets to his feet and drags Hall up with him. He is setting Joseph up for Mount Everett! A massive powerbomb is on the way! BUT NO!!! Hall musters strength from deep inside and throws Everett over his back! But he inadvertently knocks out his tag partner DeLuca with Everett’s huge frame! Ezio falls from the ring and hits his head on the railing! He’s out cold! Hall sees the carnage and looks over the top rope, calling out to see if Ezio is okay. But before he can turn around, Everett has been able to make a tag and Harlan Rogers nails a MASSIVE roundhouse kick on the distracted Joseph Hall. Broadsword hits perfectly and Hall goes flying over the top rope! His knee is caught in the ropes! He’s dangling and struggling to get up! Rogers sees the opportunity and snaps his knee with another Broadsword and Hall is on the ground outside the ring! He is grasping at his knee in agony! Both DeLuca and Hall are outside the ring! DeLuca is still out cold and Hall is writhing in pain… trying to get to his feet. The mandatory ten count starts… 1… 2… 3… 4… Hall is trying to put weight on his leg to get up… 5… 6… 7… but he can’t get up! 8… 9… COULD THIS BE IT!?
10!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winners, via count out... HARLAN ROGERS and BRUCE EVERETT!
Watson: WOW! What a HUGE win for Rogers and Everett. I see big things to come for them here in FSW.
Sydney: NOW you see big things, Watson? I told you they’d pick up the W. Uprising always shines a light on the biggest new stars here in EWC.
Watson: Stay tuned, folks! Up next we have Sebastian Conner vs. Killjoy Ito in a match you won’t want to miss. Stick around!
After Tim gets done, we cut to the ramp as El Gran Azul is seen running down the ramp, with a piece of paper, seemingly excited through his mask. The oversized luchador enters the ring and immediately hands the paper to referee Matt Mercer, pointing at it and to himself in order. Mercer confusingly turns the paper to the hard camera, and the paper reads ‘YOU HAVE A MATCH TONIGHT, GO TO THE RING’. Mercer is trying to exclaim to El Gran Azul that he is not booked for tonight, but it falls on deaf ears as the masked superstar is begging for his opponent to come in.
Watson: Looks like El Gran Azul has been given a paper by… someone to head to the ring, but he doesn’t have a scheduled contest tonight, referee Matt Mercer making his statement to deaf ears though.
Sydney: I think this man has his mask on too tight, you don’t just get a match from someone that gives you a paper that says ‘You have a match’!'
The whole arena’s lights go out, and the crowd start talking to themselves, now confused as to what’s going on.
Sydney: What the hell’s going on, Watson? Why have the lights gone out?
Watson: Your guess is as good as mine, the lights all of a sudden have gone off here at Estadio de Beisbol Beto Avila. I’m not sure if it’s a technical issue on our end but we’ll make sure what’s going on he-
A display goes up of a shot of Planet Earth, shot circa 1969. The planet slowly rotates, and a man with a heavy southern accent pipes up from the sound systems.
‘Boy, ain’t she a beauty?’
‘Nah, there’s a lot to fix about that piece of shit.’
‘Nah, there’s a lot to fix about that piece of shit.’
The lights go back up, and nothing has changed. El Gran Azul is still in the ring, along with Matt Mercer, both very confused as to what is going on. Suddenly, from the backside of the crowd area, a man slips over the barricade and into the ring. The man, taller than normal and donning a black leather jacket, black pants and more importantly a black snow mask, grabs the luchador and slams him in between the turnbuckles and into the steel post.
Watson: ‘Wait a second, who’s that man in the ring, and why is he attacking El Gran Azul?’
Sydney: ‘Whoever he is, it’s a bold move to do it at a Pay-Per-View. And he’s got some size to him, he’s looking a bit menacing there.’
The masked man grabs El Gran Azul once again and slams him to the adjacent steel post, and immediately pulls him out to the mat. He then mounts the downed man and starts throwing stiff punches to his face.
Sydney: ‘He’s beating the blue man into black AND blue!’
Watson: ‘This other masked man is just laying in punch after punch on him, stiff punches and right onto the face of El Gran Azul!’
The masked man finally ends the onslaught as he picks him up and throws him out of the ring, El Gran Azul landing shoulder first onto the floor, immediately clutching it. The man then motions for a microphone, and a ring crew member obliges. Once he grabs it, he immediately goes for his mask and takes it off in a flash. What is then seen, shocks the crowd. Everything drops in silence for a quick second, before a mix of both cheering and booing obliterates the crowd.
Sydney: ‘IT’S BRETT KENNEDY!!! THE BRIDGE CITY ASSHOLE IS BACK!’
Watson: ‘He’s been off EWC television in over a year, what’s he doing back? And at an Uprising show, even? This isn’t Rampage!’
“ASSHOLES, LET ME HEAR YOU!”
The crowd cheers incessantly while Kennedy takes a look around at the sell-out crowd. He cocks his head back in satisfaction, and starts laughing.
Kennedy: Oh, you guys are gullible as all hell. You think I’m back because of you guys? Use your pea brains and think again, dumbasses! Oh, sorry. Forgot we’re in Mexico, so I’ll give you guys all sign language, give me a second.
Kennedy flips the bird to everyone, and the crowd then instantly turns to boos, and slowly start a ‘Perdedor!’ chant. Kennedy, still laughing, brings his arms out wide, as if to welcome the reaction, and tells the crowd to bring it on with his hands.
Watson: Kennedy still showing his ‘classy’ attitude towards the fans. I can’t believe he’s doing this right now!
Sydney: Hey, whatever his reason is for being here, it’s something you have to admire from him. This is a statement maker, for sure!
Kennedy: Good thing both the company and the crowd haven’t changed since 1997, even in not-Spain because you guys are as gullible and narrow-minded as this company’s first show. I left for a whole god damn year. ONE YEAR. Some people say with a whimper, it is what it is. Fact of the matter is that I realized in 2019, the Excessively Woeful Company didn’t deserve Brett Kennedy. I gave head office the bird, and I left. There was no point in me wasting my body to no satisfaction from anyone.
Kennedy goes outside the ring again, and pushes the timekeeper off his chair. He picks it up and throws it to the ring. Kennedy goes back in the ring to set up the chair and sit down on it.
Kennedy: Then, it was as if a light bulb went in my head. This wasn’t about who deserved to be here or anything. The fact of the matter was simple - The EWC needed Brett Kennedy. And it wasn’t for ratings, not for profit or anything, apparently these guys are loaded as hell. The EWC needs Brett Kennedy to fix the landscape of the wrestling industry. Don’t get it? Well, listen closely and understand, because this will be what you see from me from here on out. Back when I used to watch wrestling, that was when the best of the best squared off, and legitimate bad blood happened, not this fake bullshit you call ‘rivalries’. The fighting was done wherever it needed to be. Now, when you click on your little Smart TV’s and loaf your fat asses around to watch some ‘quality content’ as they call it, it’s nothing but gimmicks and acts and trying to be a tough guy when deep inside, there’s nothing but moody, depressive, anxious fools who don’t deserve to step in a squared circle. Is this why you guys cheer for Nacho Libre, because he’s just a funny ‘ha-ha’ fat guy in a mask? It’s become a joke to you all. Hell, this main event consists of a delusional clown who couldn’t cut it in children’s birthday parties, and the physical embodiment of a toothache. It’s all a joke here, apparently!
And that match alone is why I’m starting my personal conquest in a god awful show like the so-called ‘Future Stars’ of Wrestling and just add my presence to make this place a must-watch product. This nothing but a Future Tragedy if this keeps going.”
Kennedy stands up from the seat and walks towards the entrance ramp side of the ring, and hangs his arms on the ropes, the microphone still close to his mouth.
Kennedy: So, FSW Roster. Here’s how we’re gonna deal with this. I gave that masked fat fuck a mere sample of what I’m going to do to this roster, because with your new savior here for the long run, I am going to systematically dissect this roster bit by bit, person to person until it is both the most respected brand, and the best brand of them all, and everybody knows their place. This means I will do whatever means necessary to get things done, like giving Nacho Libre here a swift beating. Does this mean I’ll beat the ever living piss out of you until you understand my ways? Perhaps. I’d go as far as saying most likely. Some of you may quit, some of you may decide to jump ship, but that is a sacrifice I am willing to make in order for FSW to be legitimized, and not a place with side-show acts.
That begins with the FSW Championship. Regardless of who the winner is, the clown or the human embodiment of bubble wrap, my eyes are set on that championship. Sooner or later, everyone on FSW will understand and embrace the World of Kennedy. I’m out, fuck y’all.
Kennedy tosses the mic outside the ring, and heads out towards the way he entered, middle fingers ablaze to the crowd on his way out. Many various fans are throwing whatever they can at Kennedy - half-full soda cups, food, garbage, fan-made signs, whatever can clock him. Every hit doesn’t faze Kennedy as he exits the building.
Watson: Unbelievable, Brett Kennedy is set to change the Future Stars of Wrestling under his vision. What is he, Fidel Castro?
Sydney: I love it, Watson! Brett Kennedy has put his ‘Seal of Approval’ on this place, and will mold it to make it the best show in the EWC! As much as you hate what he says on the mic, you have to respect that he’s making a major statement tonight, on the first brand exclusive pay-per-view for FSW.
Watson: I think FSW has been just fine without him, but nonetheless, this won’t be the only time we see him in the future. Will he even be at the next FSW show?
Sydney: Who knows, everyone will have to tune in to find out! I'm hearing word that Lisa Goldrush is standing by in the crowd with another possible Surprise! Take it away Lisa!
The camera cuts to Lisa Goldrush, who is standing out in the crowd
Lisa Goldrush: What an incredible night thus far here at FSW Uprising and I’m now being joined by a man who for almost a year and a half called the FSW home, he is a former FSW Champion along with being a TWO Time EWC X-Division Champion, FSW please welcome back XAVIER REID!!!!
The fans around Lisa cheer as the camera pulls back to show Xavier standing next to her with a giant smile on his face.
Lisa Goldrush: Xavier welcome back, well home…
Reid: It’s good to be back here tonight Lisa to help celebrate everything that is the FSW, when I saw Uprising on the schedule I knew I would do whatever it took to make sure I was here in Cancun, Mexico and I even brought along my uncle Sr. Espejo…
The camera pulls out a little more to show Sr. Espejo, who’s wearing a Kyle Gautier t-shirt and runs his fingers over his clip on mustache
Reid: He’s a HUGE Kyle Gautier fan and can’t wait to watch him try and win back the North American Championship from Wes Walker and also is here to pay him back the money he walked away with while working his food truck at WrestleFest…
Sr. Espejo shrugs his shoulders and pulls out his pockets to show them they are empty
Sr. Espejo (in a terrible Mexican accent): No Hablo Ingles???
Reid: Nice try uncle…
Lisa Goldrush: Well clearly Uncle Sr. Espejo is here for the North American Championship match, what match are you looking forward to seeing here tonight Xavier?
Reid: Listen the card is stacked Lisa, tonight the FSW gets to highlight the EWC stars of tomorrow but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’m interested in watching two matches that involve four people who are already established stars here in the EWC…
Lisa Goldrush: Two of the most intriguing matches here tonight…
Reid: Sebastian Conner verses Killjoy Ito has a chance to steal the night. Sebs and I go WAY back to our time here in the FSW and he’s a man that can walk in and be "The Man" on any brand here in the EWC and has returned home to take care of some unfinished business here in the FSW and Killjoy, who despite being managed by a Love, has won everywhere he’s gone. From Prime to Thunder, from Rampage to here in the FSW he’s a force to reckon with and I can’t wait to sit back and watch these two go at it in the first of what I can only believe will be many meetings between these two men…
Lisa Goldrush: And…
Reid: And tonight’s Main Event, listen I know people have and will joke about how many times Candy and Stitches have faced off here in the EWC, from their time in Prime to even here in the FSW but one thing you can’t deny is each and every time they step into the ring they deliver and tonight will be no different as they fight for the biggest prize in the FSW...the FSW Championship…
Lisa Goldrush: A Championship you once called yours…
Reid: For 162 days, I proudly represented the FSW in the Insanity Cage match at Night of Champions and did my best to raise the bar of the FSW just like the stars here are doing. The FSW is in good hands and tonight I’m sitting out here with the fans being a fan of the FSW and all it’s stars…
Lisa looks at the other masked man standing next to Sr. Espejo
Lisa Goldrush: And it seems even your uncle has a fan or is this another one of the Volando’s?
Xavier looks down and sees the man that has now joined his uncle
Reid: No not another Volando, sadly they are in quarantine at the moment as my cousin has tested positive with COVID-19 so my thoughts and prayers are with everyone dealing with this at the moment, this is a old family friend of my uncle, Tiger Lee Tanaka, who runs his own school here in Mexico and is my uncles guest here tonight…
Xavier looks at him and bows
Reid: Welcome Mr. Tanaka and happy you could join us here tonight…
Tiger Lee Tanaka returns the bow towards Xavier
Reid: But it’s about those stars in the back and I’m just happy to be here to support them and watch them tear this place up here tonight…best of luck to everyone stepping into that ring tonight...
Lisa smiles and places her hand on Xavier’s shoulder
Lisa Goldrush: Well thank you Xavier and it’s good to see you back here in the FSW, enjoy your evening...back to you Tim and Cid…
As the camera starts to pan away Sr. Espejo is seen introducing Xavier to Tiger Lee Tanaka
SINGLES MATCH
Sebastian Conner
Vs Killjoy Ito
Sebastian Conner
Vs Killjoy Ito
Watson: You never know who is going to pay the Orange brand a visit folks! Brett Kennedy and now Xavier Reid! We still have SO much left tonight and this next contest is sure to be one for the books. These are two of the fiercest competitors FSW has to offer.
Sydney: I wish they would offer one of them the pink slip.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for One Fall. Introducing first, from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 215 pounds... SEBASTIAN CONNER!
White strobe lights briefly identify Sebastian in the darkness as he saunters down the ramp. He can be heard, taking issue with with the few members of the audience who are booing him. He gives it right back with venomous cut downs while also taking the time to give thanks to the fans that are backing him as he makes his way down to the ring. He is sporting custom made wrestling tights and black boots to match.
He has a seriousness to him as he continues his march towards the ring. The fans eat it up as he rolls in, pushing pass the ring announcer, and makes a beeline towards the far corner and climbs up onto the second rope. As Conner raises his arms out to the side, the house lights come back as he peers over the packed and buzzing arena crowd. He looks down on them with an arrogant yet appreciative smirk. With agility befitting of a man of his stature, he hops off turnbuckle and turns to the entrance ramp awaiting his opponent jumping and checking his wrist tape.
Watson: Sebastian Conner is back! He has made his goals known and he has the talent and determination to make them a reality.
Sydney: Maybe in an alternate reality where he doesn’t suck.
Starr: And his opponent, 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.
Watson: Killjoy Ito is a former two time TV title holder and a former Indy Champ. Whenever he steps in the ring, he has the skills to leave the victor.
Sydney: Plus he surrounds himself with winners. The greatest managers in EWC history.
DING DING DING
Sebastian Conner and Killjoy Ito circle each other several times before locking up. They circle while fighting for control but both push away, neither gaining the advantage. They go to lock up again, but this time, Conner slides under, then behind, and wraps his arms around Killjoy’s waist. Within the next few seconds, Killjoy reverses out, grabbing Conner’s arm, locking in an Armbar. But Conner drives his other elbow to Killjoy’s head a few times forcing Killjoy to release the hold. Conner quickly turns, plants and delivers a Standing Dropkick, sending Killjoy crashing into the corner. Conner charges at Killjoy, comes in with a Running knee , but Killjoy ducks under. As soon as Conner turns, he is met with a knee to the gut. Killjoy grabs Conner, sets him up for a Suplex, but Conner slips out the back. Killjoy immediately turns and charges, but Conner is a step ahead and slams him down with a Spinebuster. He goes for the cover.
ONE… KICKOUT
Watson: These two veterans are putting on a clinic to start this match. Conner with the first pinfall attempt.
Sydney: You know Buddy Love has some tricks up his sleeve. That Bastard Child of FSW is going down!!
Conner grabs Killjoy, locking him in a Reverse Chin Lock. He is wrenching harder, squeezing tighter with each passing second. Within the next few seconds, Killjoy seems to get a second wind, he begins shaking his fist, planting his feet, and using his abnormally strong lower legs to plant and start pushing himself up. But Conner doesn’t let Killjoy’s momentum go any further, as he takes a few steps forward, driving Killjoy into the mat with a modified Bulldog. Again he goes for the cover.
ONE
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Tw...kickout by Killjoy
Watson: Conner is keeping the pressure on tonight against Killjoy.
Conner takes his time getting to his feet. He notices Killjoy on his hands and knees, pushing himself up. Conner charges, he leaps going for the Egocheck, but Killjoy rolls out of the way just in time. Killjoy hits a kick to the gut, whips Conner into the whips, as Conner rebounds, Killjoy connects with Dropkick, sending Sebastian Conner through the ropes. Killjoy Ito waits for Conner to stir, runs across the ring, bounces back, at full speed near the ropes, he leaps, and connects with a Suicide Somersault Senton, both men crashing hard on the outside.
Sydney: Did you see that? That Bastard can’t pull off a move like that. Killjoy Ito is in a league of his own.
Watson: great flick.
Sydney: What are you muttering over there?
Watson: A League of their own. Classic film.
Sydney: What a terrible name for a movie. What? Did it make you cry? Crybaby. There is no crying in wrestling.
Watson: Are you? Never mind back to action. The ref’s count is at 5, Killjoy has Conner by the arm and shoulder.
Killjoy whips Conner into the apron, then follows with a charging hard elbow. Killjoy quickly rolls into the ring, then back out, breaking the count. He hits a dazed Conner with a few quick hard shots to the head, then scoops Sebastian and drops him with a Death Valley Driver onto the ring apron.
Sydney: Welp. That was fun. Winner Killjoy.
Killjoy takes a few seconds to get into the ring, then a few more to drag Conner from under the ropes and make the pinfall.
ONE
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TWO
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TH...Conner gets his foot on the ropes.
Watson: As you were saying? Can’t count Sebastian Conner out this early. He is a tough, tough competitor.
Sydney: It was a slow count. Look. Even Buddy Love agrees.
Buddy Love is yelling at the ref for his incompetence costing Killjoy the victory moment. Killjoy pays no attention to it as he begins stomping on the downed Sebastian Conner. He drags Conner’s head between his legs, then wraps him for a Power bomb. But as he lifts, Conner manages to block it, before Killjoy can try again, Conner counters with a Back Body Drop. As Killjoy is getting to his feet, Conner sprints and connects with a Running Knee, knocking Killjoy right back down. A rejuvenated Sebastian Conner beats on his chest a few times before turning his attention back to Killjoy. Killjoy is slowly getting to his feet, Sebastian Conner “helps” Killjoy to his feet. Connecting with a hard right, then another, and another, before stepping in, wrapping Killjoy up, and slamming him down with a Belly to Belly Suplex. An enthused Conner hops to his feet. Backs up to the center of the ring, waiting for Killjoy to get to his feet. A dazed Killjoy does just that, Conner charges, leaps, and connects with The Equalizer. He drops down for the cover…
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THRE…. Kickout by Killjoy
Watson: Sebastian Conner was a hair away from winning this match!! These two are warriors. Warriors I tell you.
Sydney: Please. Killjoy is a proven commodity. That B@stard is all talk.
Watson: Both of these competitors rise to the top. They are amazing athletes and always a threat to any title holder.
Conner slaps the mat a few times, but doesn’t let the kickout get in his head. He walks over and stomps on the downed Killjoy a few times before stepping back. Again he waits for Killjoy to rise, as Killjoy staggers, Sebastian Conner is looking to end this match here and now. Conner takes a step, he spins, going for DECIDE, BUT KILLJOY DUCKS IT! As Conner finishes his rotation, now facing Killjoy, he is met with a kick to the gut, then Killjoy quickly sets him up and drops him with the Falcon Arrow. Taking a few extra seconds for Killjoy to recover, Conner gets to a kneeling position enabling Killjoy to deliver a devastating Corkscrew roundhouse kick. He makes the cover.
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TH...KICKOUT BY SEBASTIAN CONNER!!
Sydney: This is it! Killjoy about to ruin Sebastian Conner’s big return!
Killjoy steps between the ropes as Conner struggles to his feet. As soon as Conner gets to his feet, Killjoy jumps on the ropes, the KUSHU...does not connect. Sebastian dropped to the mat, then rolled outside the ring. Killjoy follows him out, but Conner knew he would, and connects with DECIDE.
Watson: CONNER CONNECTED! HE CONNECTED WITH THE DECIDE!! KILLJOY IS OUT COLD!
Sydney: NO!NO! HE CHEATED! THAT’S CHEATING!
Buddy Love makes his way toward his client, but Conner is standing between them. Buddy Love starts yelling expletives at Sebastian. Sebastian Conner somehow seems to ignore him.
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Watson: What is he doing?
Sydney: This perv is about to whip his little ding-a-ling out.
Buddy blinded by rage, doesn’t even notice as he points his finger yelling.
FOUR
The front row is laughing as the bottom of The Prodigal’s son’s pants and shoes are being covered in urine. Finally, Buddy realizes what’s going on, he turns to rush away from the smelly disrespect, but turns right into the ramp and falls, luckily missing the urine.
Sydney: I might have some respect for this guy after all.
Sebastian rolls into the ring to break up the count, he pulls out a water bottle from his pants, leans over the rope, and goes to pour it on Buddy Love, but he moved faster than ever before and crab walked out of range.
Watson: Oh thank baby Jesus. I thought he really…Wait. Killjoy is moving and due to these shenanigans, the ref never made the ten count which he could have very well reached.
Killjoy is stirring, starting to pull himself up by the apron before Conner rejoins him on the outside. He grabs Killjoy by the head, but is met with a hard elbow to the gut, then a hard kick to the left leg, then a chop across the chest, finishes the combo by using his speed to grab Conner’s head and bang it on the apron repeatedly, then rolls Sebastian Conner into the ring. Killjoy steps onto the apron, waits for Conner to stagger to his feet, leaps onto the rope and CONNECTS WITH KUSHU. His momentum carried him an extra few seconds from the pin. Killjoy makes the cover.
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THRE….KICKOUT BY CONNER!
Watson: If at first you don’t succeed, try again. And Killjoy connected. That match would have ended lesser men than Sebastian Conner. What a match!
Sydney: There is no lesser man than that Bastard Child!
Killjoy wastes no time and heads right back to Conner, connecting with a few stomps to the gut. He storms away circling, Conner begins to get to his feet. Killjoy comes up from behind and locks in Ronguguddonaito.
Sydney: This is it! He locked in the Long Goodnight. Nightmare time for Sebastian Conner!
Killjoy violently thrashes Sebastian’s head back and forth as his legs squeeze tighter and tighter. The ref checks on Sebastian but he waves the ref off. Again, Killjoy jerks back and forth, trying to wrap even tighter around the neck and waist of Conner. The ref checks again, while his face is much redder, Sebastian still refuses to quit. He tries reaching for the ropes, but his arm is nowhere close. Sebastian Conner’s escape attempts become weaker and weaker. He seems like he might be out, so the ref checks his hand. The ARM DROPS ONCE. The ARM DROPS TWICE. The ARM DROPS THIRD TIME, BUT CONNER RAISES IT! He begins pumping his fist, working his energy back up, with some help from the cheers of the fans.
Sydney: NO! He is SO CLOSE!!!
Buddy Love moves his way closer, catching the corner of the referee’s eye. The ref turns to make sure he isn’t interrupting, giving Sebastian Conner the split second to jam his thumb back into Killjoy’s eye, finally causing him to release the hold. Before he is free though, Killjoy delivers a hard kick to the back of Conner’s head.
Killjoy takes a few seconds to catch his breath before “helping” Sebastian Conner to his feet. Killjoy sets him up, lifts, going for the Burakkuauto, but Conner escapes out the back. Killjoy turns, Conner wraps his arms around Killjoy then slams him down with a Belly to Belly Suplex. It takes a few seconds but Conner is first to his feet, he notices Killjoy pushing himself up. Conner sprints forward, leaps, and drives Killjoy headfirst into the mat with the EGO CHECK! The ref gets in position as Conner goes for the pin.
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THRE…..KILLJOY gets a shoulder up
Watson: I thought that was it. I thought Sebastian Conner surely had secured victory there.
Sydney: Has this referee been vetted? Are we sure Sebastian Conner didn’t buy him off or attend AA meetings with him?
Conner’s adrenaline pops him right back up. He is pumped, stalking Killjoy as he gets to his feet. He charges for a Clothesline but Killjoy stepped into it before Conner could get momentum, catching his arm, reversing into a Bridging Tiger Suplex. Killjoy gets to his feet, Conner pushes himself up to his knees, but as he does Killjoy connects with Kettei-da.
Sydney: KILLSHOT!! KILLSHOT!!
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THREE!
DING DING DING
Starr: Here is your winner….KILLJOY ITO!!!
Watson: This battle will be hard to top.
Sydney: These two bastards just beat the hell out of each other..... and we all won!
Watson: Now THAT we can agree on Cid! This night isn't even close to over folks we still have so many matches left to come! Let's head to the back!
Watson: Now THAT we can agree on Cid! This night isn't even close to over folks we still have so many matches left to come! Let's head to the back!
The scene opens backstage where Wes Walker is wearing mask, gloves, and a face shield. He’s surrounded by boxes and is passing them off to people also decked out in PPE.
Wes Walker: Great job everyone! We’ve donated over $500,000 worth of food, personal protective equipment, and cleaning supplies. I’m so proud to be a part of this group. You’re doing great work.
The crowd of volunteers gives a round of applause and gets back to work. Lisa Goldrush starts to approach the group.
Wes Walker: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Lisa, six feet, don’t forget!
Lisa stops in her place and laughs.
Lisa Goldrush: Sorry! Wes, what is going on back here?
Wes Walker: Well I’ve partnered up with the Mexican Red Cross to get a lot of supplies for people that suffering during this pandemic.
Lisa Goldrush: And you didn’t worry about this affecting your mindset going into your title defense?
Wes Walker: At times like this, you need to put personal gain aside and really worry about others. The least I could do is take a little time out of the night and focus on what really matters. I’m prepared for Kyle Gautier. I’ve faced him before, I’m not losing my North American Title tonight.
Lisa Goldrush: You’re doing great work, thank you Wes.
Wes Walker: I’m happy to help however I can. After tonight, I plan on putting a lot more work into helping our society come back even stronger. Kyle Gautier may think I’ve taken my eyes off the ball, but I know that if I get in to that ring and there’s a part of me that knows I failed to help my fellow man, I won’t be able to be my best self. I’ll see you in a few weeks! Stay home, socially distance, and stay healthy!
Wes turns around and keeps helping the volunteers. Lisa offers another smile and the scene fades.
6-PERSON TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Lunch Time & Big McLargeHuge
Vs The Dynamic Duo(Serenity Scorpio and Jocelyn Sky) & Kellan Stixx
Lunch Time & Big McLargeHuge
Vs The Dynamic Duo(Serenity Scorpio and Jocelyn Sky) & Kellan Stixx
Watson: Valiant effort there by Wes Walker, who we will see in action a bit later! Now though, we are one step closer to the main event.
Sydney: It isn’t even the main event yet? Could have fooled me with a couple of these matches tonight threatening to steal the show.
Watson: Be that as it may, we aren’t yet close to closing out our evening. This next match was announced at the last FSW in California. Two teams will enter the ring but only one can emerge victorious.
Sydney: My money’s on the big one!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for 6-Man Tag Team Action,
"Everybody Wants Some" begins blaring throughout the arena and Meat and Tater come out from behind the curtain. Both big men have chefs hats on top of their heads as Meat wields a turkey leg in his right hand. Tater, with a wicker basket under his arm, gets the crowd pumped up as Meat takes a large bite out of the turkey leg. Tater begins tossing bread rolls out into the crowd from the basket as they casually stroll to the ring.
Starr: Coming down the aisle at a combined weight of 642 pounds! MEAT! TATER! They are LUNCH TIME!
Meat and Tater get into the ring and now both men are tossing rolls into the crowd. Tater takes his wicker basket and throws it towards the front row. They bounce off of the ropes and do a massive chest bump in the middle of the ring as their theme fades out.
Starr: And their partner, HE IS BIG, HE IS LARGE, AND HE IS HUGE, HERE IS BIG MCLARGEHUGE!!!!
Big bursts out from under the ring, all sweaty and excited.
Starr: And their opponents, first, from Red Hook, New York, weighing in at 182 pounds... Kellan Stixx!
The drums of Push ’Em by Yelawolf begin pounding quickly in succession as the lights flash on and off to the rhythm of the beat. The camera begins traveling up the main ramp as Kellan pushes the curtain away and steps out wearing his standard pants and boots. Around his forehead is a black and white bandanna and he has on a white muscle tank with KXX spray painted on the back.
He stands with his legs wide and his arms hanging at his sides as he looks out at the audience. He turns his head to the camera as it begins to revolve around his left side. He gives a smirk to it before yelling out “K-STIXX” out to the crowd and making his way down to the ring with a determined strut.
He rolls into the ring and steps up the corner turnbuckle. His arms go out straight at either of his sides as if taking in everything from the audience, their love, their hate, everything. His music fades out as he jumps off the turnbuckle and stares at his opponent.
Starr: And his partners, Making their way to the ring! at a combined weight of 241 lbs! Jocelyn Sky! Serenity Scorpio! The Dynamic Duo!
Multi-colored flashing lights hit as "How It's Done" by Kash Doll begins to play as Serenity and Jocelyn run out to the stage, raising their fists to the adoring crowd. After a creative handshake exchange, they hurry down the ramp, giving high-fives to the front row audience. They hop onto the apron and pose for the crowd before jumping over the ropes and preparing for their match.
DING DING DING
Meat steps between the ropes and gets into his teams corner while Tater readies himself in the ring. Across from them, Serenity Scorpio gives her partner a high five and faces off against her much much larger opponent. Both wrestlers being fan favorites, they each begin clapping as they circle one another. The crowd is cut down the middle on who they’re cheering for as some received bread rolls from Lunch Time during their entrance while others received high fives from the Dynamic Duo. Both wrestlers stop and take in the audience’s enthusiasm. For a moment the match seems to be put on hold as they look out at the crowd in attendance with smiles on their faces. Suddenly however, Tater begins yelling at Big, who hasn’t yet stepped onto his team's apron and instead stands outside the ring, facing the audience with a blank expression on his face. Tater can’t seem to get MclargeHuge’s attention and Meat walks over to help his partner talk Big up to the apron.
Serenity suddenly rushes at Meat who’s back is to her and leaps into the air to hit him square in the back with a dropkick. He stumbles from the attack as Serenity rises and begins launching a string of punches and elbows to his back while Meat rises back to his vertical base. He grabs her shoulders between her strikes and pushes her away from him, sending her rolling backwards across the ring. She rises to an incoming Meat and ducks a stiff clothesline before charging straight across the ring and bouncing off the ropes. She comes back at him with a flying cross body that would have only sent him stumbling backwards a step or two were it not for Jocelyn and Kellan who stand on the second ring rope to weigh it down. The gap between the ropes at his back opens a hole that Meat tumbles straight through. He falls out of the ring on his opponent’s side as Tater, now handling both Big as well as paying attention to their match, starts pointing the ref towards Kellan and Jocelyn’s action against his partner.
Watson: With a little help, Serenity manages to finally take Meat off his feet!
Sydney: These three can do all the fancy moves they want but at the end of the day, the three of them combined barely meet the weight of ONE of their opponents. Once any one of these guys gets their hands on them. This match is over!
Meat slaps the flooring outside the ring and gets to his feet. He begins pacing outside while Serenity leans forward and beckons him to get back in the ring. Finally, he stomps over to the ring and climbs up on the apron. He looks to his left where Jocelyn from the corner throws her hands up non-threateningly before he steps through the second rope and reenters the ring.
Serenity keeps her distance and circles Meat as he walks across the ring with his eyes on her. He makes his way to his corner and tags in Tater who gestures at Big while talking to Meat before he gets in the ring. Meat exits the ring and attempts to get Big’s attention to bring him into the match while Tater preps himself for his part in the contest.
Serenity tags in her partner Jocelyn and steps to her corner while her fresh partner steps through the ropes and faces off with Tater. They approach one another slowly and Tater goes to grab her only for Jocelyn to duck under him and run at the ropes. She bounces off and comes back with a clothesline that stumbles her more than her opponent. She runs at the ropes again, this time ducking a clothesline from Tater and hits the opposite side of the ring. As she returns again to Tater she leaps into the air for a cross body. Tater however catches her in midair and charges towards the turnbuckle, slamming her sideways into the corner with a deafening crash. Jocelyn crumples to the canvas as Serenity cheers support to her partner.
Sydney: There, like I said, once one of these people are hit by a move. They’re out!
Watson: Never count out the Sisters of War Sydney, this is not either of their first rodeo against a bigger opponent.
Tater drags Jocelyn to the center of the ring and stands her up. Holding her by the back of her neck, he brings her over to his teams corner and tags in Meat who gets into the ring. Tater spins Jocelyn so that her back is to the center of the ring while Meat gets on all fours behind her. Tater pushes Jocelyn’s face with his hand, sending her tripping backwards over Meat’s back. She lands on her back with a thud as Meat rolls over and covers her for a pin.
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2..Kickout!
Meat gets off of Jocelyn and communicates with Tater, the two big men run to opposite ropes and come together for a duel body splash. Kellan Stixx however, has run the side of the ring outside and grabs Tater’s foot, tripping him. Tater rolls out of the ring while Stixx climbs his corner again.
On the other end of the ring, Serenity runs into the ring and hits Meat with a drop kick as he bounces off the ropes. He stumbles and leans against them as Serenity helps her partner to her feet. Jocelyn is out of it but together they hit Meat with Double Yahtzee, two superkicks that catch Meat in the face. He spins in a dazed state as the two women stand and follow up with Enjoy the Deathlock, a double mandible claw/scorpion deathlock that has Meat screaming in pain.
They’ve got the hold locked in and the audience cheers them on until suddenly, they stop. The two women release their holds and stand together as Kellan stares wide eyed across the ring at Big, who has finally stepped up to the apron and looks from Meat to them again. The Ohio native’s mouth hangs agape as he looks down at Meat, who crawls over to him and tags him into the match. The Dynamic Duo readies themselves for the 6’11” athlete who steps over the ropes and gets into the ring.
They rush him together, launching kicks and punches at the big man, hoping to take him down. Big throws a punch at Jocelyn between their fury, knocking her off her feet and hits Serenity with an eye rake. Both women are dazed as he steps forward and grabs them around their necks for a double Big Chokeslam. Kellan now enters the ring and runs at Big to free his opponents but eats a Big Boot for his efforts.
Big, still holding Jocelyn and Serenity by their necks, begins to walk both of them towards the center of the ring. Both women gag and attempt to pull his hands from their throats but he doesn’t let go. He doesn’t even lift them for the chokeslam, it’s as if he’s forgotten what he’s even doing. The Dynamic Duo take the opportunity and kick him in the shins, freeing them from his grasp and run the ropes. Jocelyn lands a running lariat while Serenity goes for a spear to connect the Low/High Road but it doesn’t take Big down. They go for a double dropkick with the same success. Kellan, who’s climbed his side again, reaches his arm out for the tag and Jocelyn gets him into the match.
All three of them are in the ring with Big in the corner as Kellan runs at Big and hits him with a running elbow strike. Serenity and Jocelyn follow behind him with dual back elbow smashes to Big. Kellan grabs big from the corner and traps him in an STO hold as he prepares to hit The STXX. His back to his partners however, he doesn’t see Lunchtime rush back in the ring and attack them.
Jocelyn is thrown out of the ring by Meat while Tater smashes Serenity with a full body splash. The duo of Lunch Time stand her up and stand on either side of her as Kellan slowly turns around, still holding a dazed Big in the STO.
There’s a moment between both teams as Kellan threatens to hit Big with the STXX while Lunch Time threatens to hit Serenity with Crunch Time, a chest bump between the men that smashes the head of whoever’s unfortunate enough to be caught in it. A stalemate ensues between Stixx and Lunch Time as both threaten to hit the other’s respective partners.
Suddenly, Big recovers and lifts Kellan up for a body slam. He rushes forward holding the smaller man in the air and slams him right into Lunch Time and Serenity. All four competitors lie in a heap of carnage and flesh while Big stands over them all breathing heavily.
He leans forward, pulls Serenity away from the pile and covers her for the pin. The referee however, doesn’t count it and tries his best to explain that Serenity isn’t the legal competitor as Big continues to pin his opponent. The referee eventually has to pull him off and he climbs to his feet, fists held victoriously in the air despite no count ever occurring.
Jocelyn, Serenity, Kellan, Meat and Tater all slowly struggle to their feet as Big paces the ring, fists held high. Kellan uses the ropes as leverage as he pulls himself to his feet while across the ring, Meat and Tater of Lunch Time help each other stand up.
Meat rushes across the ring at Kellan, who pulls the ropes down, sending Meat spilling out over the top rope. Tater runs at Kellan as he’s getting back to his feet but is stopped midway through by a discus big boot from Jocelyn that staggers him. He falls to his knees as Serenity comes from the side with a Scorpio Kick that knocks him off his feet. The Dynamic Duo’s moment to shine is cut short by Big, who kicks both of them before tossing them both out of the ring where they land on Meat, who had just begun to get back to his feet outside.
Inside the ring, Kellan leans against the ropes staring at Big as Tater rolls to the corner and recovers. Kellan pushes himself off the ropes and begins hyping himself up while he looks up at Big. Big swings at Kellan with a haymaker but K-Stixx dips to dodge it and comes back with a punch to the gut that doubles Big over followed by a punch to the face. Over and over Kellan repeats the pattern of strikes, eventually hitting Big so much that he drops to his knees and holds his hands up to defend himself. Kellan bounces with momentum as he cheers before running off the ropes to finish off Big. He comes back at his opponent only to eat a punch in the jaw from Tater who’s recovered in the corner. Stixx stumbles and drops to his knees as Big recovers and picks him up.
He folds Kellan’s body in on itself and hoists him up on his shoulders before bringing him down with an emphatic crash. The Big Bomb connected, Big stares at Kellan’s crumpled form. Tater yells at Big to make the pin and finally, he places a boot on Kellan as the referee begins the count.
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DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via pinfall... The Team of Big McLargeHuge and Lunch Time
Watson: What a whirlwind of action! Their opponents pulled all the stops to isolate an opponent and work on them together but in the end size overcame speed and the larger competitors gained the win.
Sydney: It couldn’t have gone any other way Watson. These three wrestlers brought their best but it comes down to physics. These guys are enormous compared to their opponents, they never had a chance!
Watson: A win is a win and all three of these guys will surely try to build off of it in the coming weeks, but up next...
NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
Kyle Gautier
Vs Wes Walker (C)
Kyle Gautier
Vs Wes Walker (C)
Watson: It’s been an outstanding night of action here in Cancun, but the fire here South of the Border at Uprising is nearing at culmination.
Sydney: And this next match is between two fan favorites, and I’m gonna call it here, the first one to lose his cool, may just lose this match.
Watson: Cid, this is one of those matches that looks good on paper and should be even better in the ring.
Sydney: Their styles are very similar as well, so you might need to speed-talk on this one, Timmy. Let’s go to Isabelle Starr for the Introductions!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the North American Title. First, the Challenger, from Mobile, Alabama, weighing in at 215 pounds, KYLE GAUTIER!
Purple lights bathe the entrance ramp. As 'The Man' starts to play, a bit of fog billows out from backstage. Gautier follows it out and waves at it with his hands. He sees the crowd and starts for the ring with a smirky look on his face, giving a bunch of high-fives but missing out on the down-lows, mostly because he's too slow. Walking directly to the ring, he enters it by walking up the ring steps. As he gets in, he points to the crowd and covers his heart to show that's where they live.
Starr: And his opponent, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 185 pounds... THE 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.
Watson: Everybody hold on to your sombreros, We’re about to get Loco!
Matt Mercer calls for the bell and both start to circle the ring. Gautier and Walker each point at Matt to go to the corner. Mercer backs up as Gautier and Walker size each other up.
DING DING DING
Watson: I guess these two want to keep Mercer out of the line of fire.
Gautier charges at Walker with a front kick. Walker blocks and counters with a back fist. Gautier counters and grabs the wrist. Walker ducks under and goes for a hammerlock. Gautier counters into an armbar. Walker rolls through, kicks the arm of Gautier and hits an Armdrag. Gautier gets up quickly as Walker charges. Gautier hits a hip toss. Walker kips up and they both pose towards each other. The crowd pops as Gautier and Walker give each other a fist bump then back away.
Sydney: Told ya to hold on tight!
Walker charges at Gautier. Gautier lands a right hand. Walker hits a chop. Gautier hits another right hand. Walker hits a side kick. Gautier hits a left hook to the body then an uppercut to the throat. Walker staggers back. Gautier charges and Walker counters with a drop toehold and tries to lock in an STF. Gautier scrambles and grabs the ropes. Matt Mercer calls for the break.
Watson: Gautier looked like he was caught off-guard by the grappling of Walker on that one.
Walker lets go and steps back. Gautier gets back to his feet. They tie up and Gautier locks in a top wristlock. Gautier lands a kick to the gut then another, dropping Walker to one knee. Gautier powers Walker down and locks in a body scissors with the top wristlock. The crowd cheers for Walker as he taps his foot on the mat.
Sydney: Walker’s trying to get some movement and momentum.
Walker turns into the body scissors and lands a right hand, breaking the wristlock. Walker stands up and turns Gautier into a Boston Crab. Gautier powers out and knocks Walker towards the corner. Gautier stands up and Walker hits a running drop kick. Gautier gets back up and Walker locks an armbar. Gautier smacks his hand on the hand on Walker.
Watson: Gautier looks a little frustrated.
Sydney: The word is mad, Tim. He’s just getting mad.
Gautier grabs Walker by the shoulder and charges into the turnbuckle. Walker slams back first into the turnbuckle, breaking the hold. Gautier lands a series of punches and chops. Walker tries to cover up but Gautier continues to land punches.
Watson: These two know each other very well.
Gautier lands 3 kicks to the gut then a back kick to the face. Walker stumbles, looks at Matt Mercer then falls to the mat, face first. Gautier pulls up Walker to his feet. He tosses Walker over with a Saito Suplex.
Sydney: That’s gonna leave a bruise or three.
Gautier goes for a cover… Matt Mercer makes the count.
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Kick-out by Walker.
Watson: Quick cover by Gautier but he didn’t hook the leg.
The crowd is cheering as Gautier pulls up Walker. He lands another uppercut then lifts up Walker, landing a backbreaker. Gautier makes a cover, hooking the leg. Mercer makes the count.
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Shoulder up by Walker.
Sydney: I thought Walker was done that time.
Gautier pulls Walker over to the corner. He lands a series of punches again and another back kick. Walker blocks the kick and stumbles forward.
Watson: Gautier didn’t see the block.
Walker turns towards Gautier. Gautier goes to grab Walker but Walker catches Gautier and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex.
Sydney: He suckered him in. That’s crafty!
The crowd pops as Walker rolls up to his feet. He pulls up Gautier and hits a Snap suplex. Matt Mercer makes the count…
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Gautier rolls the shoulder. Walker grabs the arm and locks in a short arm scissors. Gautier rolls through and pins Walker to the mat. Matt Mercer makes the count…
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Walker rolls out and holds onto the short arm scissors.
Watson: Nearly caught him napping on that one.
Walker rolls over and cinches the short arm scissors again. Gautier gets to his feet. He goes for a powerbomb from the short arm scissors. Walker rolls backwards and Gautier rolls with him. Walker loses grip and Gautier lands a single arm DDT.
Sydney: Huge impact on that move from the challenger.
Gautier pulls Walker up and throws him into the ropes. Armbar takedown by Gautier. Walker staggers back up. Gautier hits the Port City Drop on Walker!
Watson: One legged Lungblower!
Sydney: Did he hit it all though?
Walker falls backwards into the turnbuckle. Gautier charges in and tosses Walker with a Monkey flip. He rolls through, pinning Walker to the mat. Matt Mercer makes the count…
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Walker counters with a sunset flip. Matt Mercer makes the count…
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Roll through by Gautier. Matt Mercer makes the count…
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Walker flips over on top of Gautier. Matt Mercer makes the count…
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Gautier bridges up, spins around and goes for a backslide. Matt Mercer makes the count…
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Walker rolls backwards and hits a DDT. Gautier falls facefirst to the mat as Walker lays backwards. The crowd chants ‘This is Awesome!’ as Mercer checks on both men. Sydney stands up and chants with the crowd.
Sydney: I’m breaking character here because This IS Awesome!
Watson: These two are pulling out all the stops, going DEEP into their well of moves, trying to get some sort of advantage but both of them are down after that DDT by Walker.
Matt Mercer counts along with the crowd.
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Walker and Gautier stagger to their knees. Gautier lands a fist. Walker hits a chop, then a fist. Gautier hits an uppercut. Both men fall backwards then slowly stagger to their feet. They turn toward each other and Walker hits a forearm smash to the jaw. Gautier takes a step back then lands a forearm to Walker. The crowd pops as Gautier and Walker trade forearm smashes.
Watson: Neither man wants to lose ground.
Walker lands a kick to the gut, doubling Gautier over. Walker comes off the ropes and hits the Spinning front kick to the head on Gautier!
Sydney: JEEZ-ZUS! His head is across the bay in Cozumel now!
Walker climbs up onto the top turnbuckle, waiting. He comes off the top rope, trying to land Walking Tall but Gautier rolls out of the way, then sweeps the legs on the landing.
Sydney: That could have been it if Walker landed that stomp.
Walker gets to his feet, favoring his knee. Gautier pulls himself up with the ropes. Walker charges at Gautier. Gautier lands a kick to the knee on Walker. Walker stumbles and holds the rope. Gautier goes behind Walker, setting for a German Suplex. Walker grabs the top rope but Gautier pulls him loose then hits a German Suplex.
Watson: Gautier is pulling out all the stops here!
Gautier locks the hands and turns back over, setting for another German Suplex. He drops Walker with a German, with locked hands and rolls over for a third. The crowd pops as Gautier lands a third German Suplex, Walker grasping at air as he lands. Gautier rolls over and Walker grasps the top rope again.
Sydney: If he hits another German, this match is done!
Gautier goes for a fourth German but Walker grasps the top rope. Gautier yells and lifts, pulling Walker free from the top rope. Walker flips over as the hands of Gautier break free. Walker grabs Gautier from behind and lands a German Suplex to a Pop from the Crowd.
Watson: Desperation move by Walker!
Gautier tries to break free but Walker locks his hands. Walker rolls over, with Gautier still locked for a German. Walker lands a second German suplex, locking the hands again. Gautier grasps at air as Walker sets for a third German.
Sydney: He’s trying to beat Gautier with his own set of suplexes.
Walker lands the third German on Gautier but not with much height or impact.
Watson: That knee may have buckled on Walker there.
Walker locks his hands around Gautier. Gautier grabs at the hands of Walker as Walker gets to his feet and Gautier is on his hands and knees. The crowd pops as Walker screams out, hitting a dead lift Bridging German Suplex on Gautier. Walker bridges up on his neck, struggling as the bad knee tries to give way. Matt Mercer makes the count…
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DING DING DING
Sydney: It’s over!
Watson: But who won?!?
The crowd pops as Walker unlocks his hands and Gautier rolls over. Both men lie on the mat as Matt Mercer walks over to Starr, taking the North American Title from Isabelle Starr, then walks back to the two men.
Starr: Your winner, by pinfall… AND STILLLLL NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION, WES WALKER!!!!!
Matt Mercer walks over and points at Walker, laying the North American Title on his stomach and raising his arm. Gautier lies on the ground, looking shocked as Walker pulls himself to a knee, clutching the championship in exhaustion.
Sydney: How in the hell?!?
Watson: Gautier thought he had rolled the shoulder but Walker’s bridge kept the shoulder down until just after the three count. Amazing!!!
Walker rolls out of the ring as Gautier stands up quickly and yells at Matt Mercer. Gautier motions about the three count as Matt Mercer explains that his shoulder was still on the mat. Gautier is frustrated and falls to the mat as ‘Perfection Through Silence’ plays. Walker leans against the railing, holding the North American Title in the air. The crowd pats him on the back as Gautier salutes and bows towards Walker then slides out of the ring. Walker points at Gautier and gives a thumbs up.
Watson: Great Sportsmanship by both men as Walker scores the win to retain the North American Championship. We have ONE MATCH to go and its the big one! Stay tuned for our MAIN EVENT
FSW TITLE MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
CARNIVAL CARNAGE MATCH
Candy
Vs Stitches (C)
Candy
Vs Stitches (C)
As we cut back to the arena, a massive four-sided video board is being lowered over the ring.
Watson: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match will be like nothing that you have seen before from FSW. As you can see, they are lowing a giant video board over the ring that will broadcast the feed live from the location of our main event. There will be no commentary from Cid or I, no introductions from Isabella Starr, and the referee on site is ONLY there to count a pinfall or confirm a submission. This will be al all out war between two competitors that are no strangers to each other. The longest reigning, defending, future stars of wrestling champion, Stitches the Clown and the Queen of Candy Castle, Candy, are about to go to war one...more...time.
Sydney: I cannot WAIT for Stitches to wipe the grin off of Candy's face one and for all!
A video starts playing of Candy making her entrance in various parts of the world. 'I Want Candy' by Aaron Carter starts to play throughout Palais des Sports de Treichville in Abidjan, Cote d'Ivoire as Candy prepares herself for her first encounter with the carnival clown at Prime #5. The fans at Egilshöll in Reykjavík, Iceland are prepared for Prime #27 and immediately start to cheer as Candy emerges from the back all smiles as she does a little dance at the top of the stage.
'Making her way to the ring, from Candyland, please welcome...'The Sweet Treat'...CAAAAAANDYYYYYY!!' Damon Reid's voice bellow in front of 6000 thousand strong at Dvorana Mirza Delibašić in Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina as Candy prepares to challenge Stitches for the Indy Championship at Prime #28.
Candy begins skipping her way down the aisle at Aviva Stadium in Dublin, Ireland at Prime's first exclusive pay-per-view event; Worldwide, as she tags the outstretched hands along the way. She circles half the ring before climbing up on the apron. In Daly City at FSW #79, Candy takes a seat on the apron and blows a kiss into the crowd. She then lays back and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Once she is on her feet again, Candy taunts the crowd inside the Arles Amphitheatre in Arles, France as she prepares to challenge Stitches for the FSW Championship for the very first time.
Back to reality now and Candy walks through the gates and into the carnival. The lights were on, the music was playing, but the carnival looked completely barron. Candy looks around the carnival and surveys all the toys she could utilise to decimate the carnival clown. She also looks skyward towards the Ferris wheel and watches it go around in circles for a brief moment. Candy stands at the gate and waits, the Carnival Carnage match wasn't like a traditional match, you would usually expect the sound of the bell and the match would begin. There was nothing, not even a sign of Stitches or even a referee. Confused and slightly annoyed by the lack of any action and the tardiness of the carnival clown, Candy begins to enter the carnival, her feet squelcing as her wrestling boots meet with the mud. Candy stops once again and again surveys the area, trying to find where Stitches may be hiding. Frustrated that the carnival clown was nowhere to be found, Candy screeches at the top of her lungs.
Candy: Where are you, champ!
There is a cut back to a video which plays all of Stitches entrances against Candy. The '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 inside Palais des Sports de Treichville in Abidjan, Cote d'Ivoire as his path crosses for the first time with Candy at Prime #5.
'Making his way to the ring, from the Carnival of Shattered Dreams, please welcome... STITCHES THE CLOOOOOOWWWWNNN!!'. Damon Reid's booming once announces Stitches to the audience in attendence at the Egilshöll in Reykjavík, Iceland for Prime #27 which would see Stitches once again contend the ever-fiesty Candy.
Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade with the Indy Championship over his shoulder as he looks to defend the Indy Championship against Candy at Dvorana Mirza Delibašić in Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina for Prime #28. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him at Aviva Stadium in Dublin, Ireland at Prime's first exclusive pay-per-view event; Worldwide. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him, the FSW Championship draped over his shoulder. As expected, the crowd in Daly City does not embrace a sinister-looking clown as he is about to face off with Candy for the first time under the FSW banner. Stitches, seated in the corner of the ring, waits for the bell to ring as he looks to defend the FSW Championship against Candy at the Arles Amphitheatre in Arles, France at WrestleFest.
Suddenly, from nearby Stitches appears, emerging from around the corner of a nearby building. In his hand is a ring bell and a small iron hammer. Stitches approaches Candy with a sinister smile across his face. Noticing the carnival clown, Candy lets out a sigh of relief before saying 'there you are'. Candy approaches Stitches cautiously, so too does Stitches until the two of them are mere meters away from one another. With the ring bell still clutched in one hand, Stitches grips the small iron hammer and bashes it against the ring bell, signalling the start of the match.
DING DING DING
Before Candy can even react, Stitches throws the ring bell into the air. Out of instinct Candy goes to grab the ring bell as it falls to the ground, this distraction is what Stitches expected and proceeds to charge at Candy who isn't ready for his advances. Stitches drives his shoulder square into the abdomen of Candy and spears her to the ground. Candy's bleach blonde hair collides with a pool of mud, instantly turning it a shade of brown. Stitches slides alongside Candy and starts striking her directly in the forehead. Despite being distracted, Candy is quick to shove Stitches away. The two of them quickly get back to their feet, pause for a moment and they stand in front of one another, fists raised, and then proceed to charge at one another and trade blows. There is no letting up from either of them as they trade rapid blows to one another. The two of the eventually start backing up towards the entrance to the carnival in which there is a large iron gate. Stitches, who is facing towards the entrance, sees the large iron gate and quickly stops trading blows with Candy in order to grab her around the back of the neck. Surprised by the sudden change, Candy doesn't know what to do and Stitches rushes Candy head first into the iron gate. Candy's head spikes against the iron gate and her hair, mixed with blonde and the brown of the mud, now produces trickles of red from a cut on the crown of her head. Candy runs her hands through her hair and removes a chunk of mud, mixed with blood. The sight of blood enrages her. Stitches sees this and ensures he keeps on the irate Candy, bashing her skull into the iron fence in which she now leans against.
Once he is satisfied, Stitches leaves Candy pressed up against the iron fence, her eyes rolling in the back of her head after having her head bashed against the iron fencing. With the nature of Carnival Carnage, Stitches goes in search of some toys to play with to enhance the experience. Stumbling passed a few booths, Stitches finds what he is looking for; a steel chair propped up against the side of one of the booths. Stitches grabs the steel chair, closes it up and assesses it. The carnival clown bashes his fist into the steel chair a few times to test its integrity before advancing back towards Candy. Candy still remains seated against the iron fence, she hadn't moved. Stitches grabs the steel chair in both hands and charges at Candy, he wildly swings, looking to connect square in the face of the sweet treat, sure to cave in her face. At the last minute Candy rolls out of the way and Stitches smashes the steel chair up against the iron fence. The feeling of steel meeting iron vibrates throughout Stitches body as he drops the steel chair and shakes his extremities. This brief distraction allows Candy to gingerly get back to her feet. Candy grabs Stitches by the crown of the head and slams his head into the iron fence multiple times. Stitches collapses to the ground and Candy uses the opportunity to look for a play toy of her own.
Candy ventures a little while away from Stitches, looking for a particular item to use. As she passes by one of the booths she find a small bag of candy which she picks up, she removes a few pieces of candy from the bag and stuffs them in her mouth. Candy chews and then swallows, the sweet treats seem to give her energy, revigorating her for the ensuing battle ahead. Eventually Candy stumbles across it, placed precariously on a large shipping container. Why a stop sign was there was anyone's guess, but it was conveniant for Candy nonetheless. Candy heads back towards Stitches. She passes by the booth where she found the bag of candy and stops for a moment, she eyes the bag of candy up and down before she picks up the bag. Candy stuffs her hand into the bag and produces a fistful of candies. Candy puts one of them in her mouth and chews whilst stuffing the rest into her wrestling gear to munch on later. As Candy returns to Stitches she sees that the carnival clown is slowly getting to his feet. Candy grips the stop sign tight and swings at Stitches, connecting with the stop sign to the side of the head of the carnival clown. The stop sign bends in two from the impact. Stitches lets out a scream of agony as he crumbles to one knee. Candy, having seen the steel chair tossed to the side from earlier, grabs the steel chair and begins to pummel Stitches with it, each time the steel chair meeting flesh makes a sound as if a gunshot had gone off. Stitches crumbles to the ground but still he moves.
After having connected with the chair shot only to watch as Stitches still moves, Candy watches as Stitches crawls into the booth of one of the carnival games. Ironically, it was a water gun game that featured clown heads that patrons had to squirt water and aim for the clown's mouth. Realising this, Candy approaches the booth, places a finger through the trigger of one of the water guns and waits for Stitches to pop his head up from behind the booth. Shortly afterward Stitches head emerges, right in front of one of the clown heads propped up behind and Candy takes aim, fires, and squirts water into and around the mouth of Stitches. The water showers the lower half of Stitches face, washing away some of the face paint and revealing the scars hidden beneath. Candy laughs at the drenched clown who is now to his feet, shaking the water off like a drenched dog. Candy abruptly stops laughing and then charges towards Stitches, she dives over the counter for the booth and shoves Stitches back first into the back-end of the booth. Some of the clown heads fall from the display stand. Candy grabs one of the clown heads and smashes it over the top of the head of the carnival clown. The clown head shatters into several pieces as a small cut emerges between the thicket of greasy green hair of Stitches. Blood begins to trickle down the side of his face. Candy attempts the first cover of the match, with the referee having followed the action the entire time, but only receives a two count. Candy quickly gets to her feet, grabs Stitches by the scruff of the neck and throws him over the counter and back out of the booth.
Candy removes herself from inside the carnival booth and chases after Stitches. Stitches, who is crawling away, turns around to face the advancing Candy and throws a handful of dirt in her face. The dirt sinks into the eyes of Candy, blinding her for a brief moment. Stitches utilises this opportunity to chop at Candy's knee, bring her down to her knees. With this opportunity, Stitches grabs Candy by her head and DDTs her into the ground. Satisfied with his work, Stitches walks over to a merchandise stall. There is nothing in the stall as the carnival had packed up for the day, however, the tables were still set up. Stitches sees this and grabs one of the tables and drags it out from the booth. Turning around, Stitches is once again met by Candy who throws herself at Stitches, sending them both flying over the table, toppling it over along with the both of them. Candy, finding a trash can nearby, grabs out a few bottles and starts throwing them directly at Stitches as hard as she could. Candy then grabs the trash can and empties out the contents of the trash can onto Stitches, the carnival clown, however, is quick to move out of the way. Candy attempts to bash the empty trash can over Stitches head but the carnival clown delivers a desperate boot to Candy's abdomen. Candy doubles over, dropping the trash can. Stitches picks up the trash can and slams it across the back of the head of Candy as hard as he can, leaving a giant dint in the trash can. Stitches tosses aside the damaged trash can and swiftly sets up the nearby table that had toppled over. Stitches then grabs Candy around the head and drags her over to the table. Stitches lifts Candy up into the air and connects with the Crimson Arrow, slamming Candy right through the table.
Candy lies in the debris of the wooden table, large chunks of the table sprayed all around her. Stitches is slow to his feet, but eventually he gets back to his feet and assesses the damage he has done to Candy, who lies motionless on the ground, only her chest moving as she breathes rapidly in and out. Stitches attempts a cover but he only receives a two count. For good measure, Stitches ensures that Candy is put out of commission for the time being by delivering a few stiff shots to the forehead of Candy with his fist, followed by a few hard kicks to her ribs. Having gained the upper hand, Stitches retreats from Candy to get a little reprieve. Stitches stumbles through the carnival until he reaches a wrestling ring set up in one corner. A smirk crosses the carnival clown's face as he approaches the ring. Stitches slides into the wrestling ring and crawls to one corner where he sits and waits whilst catching his breath. Out of nowhere Harrow Quinn appears, dressed from head to toe in his ringmaster gear with a microphone in his hand. Harrow Quinn climbs a set of steel stairs and places his large leg through the middle rope of the ring before stepping inside. Harrow Quinn approaches the center of the ring, places the microphone up to his mouth and begins to speak loudly and enthusiastically.
Harrow Quinn: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, step right up, step right up. I am Harrow Quinn and here I present to you the marvel that is Stitches The Clown, admire his marvel as he challenges a member of the audience here today to a professional wrestling match.
Suddenly, a wave of silhouettes approach the ring and circle around it. All of them, darkened figures with no redeemable features. They each stand and stare at Harrow Quinn as he continues his speech.
Harrow Quinn: It is simple, really. Step through these here ropes...
Harrow Quinn walks towards the ropes and lifts up the middle and bottom rope by pressing his foot down on the bottom rope and lifting the middle rope up with his hand.
Harrow Quinn: ...Last for the allotted time against Stitches The Clown and you will win yourself a grand prize.
Harrow Quinn waves his hand out across the gathering mass of silhouettes in attendance. The silhouettes all turn their heads towards one another, as if conversing with one another and assessing whether they should accept the challenge from Harrow Quinn. Stitches keeps an eye out over the silhouette of nameless faces.
Harrow Quinn: Is there anyone daring enough to challenge Stitches The Clown?... Anyone? Anyone at all? Surely someone is brave enough, courageous enough to accept the challenge at a chance to win a lump sum of cash?
'What the hell is this nonsense?' a voice asks from behind the mass of silhouettes.
Suddenly the silhouettes begin to part way as Candy marches between them, irate at the spectacle.
Candy: You want a challenger? I'll accept your challenge. And once I defeat your chosen champion that 'grand prize' you offered up will be the FSW Championship.
As Candy approaches the ring Stitches gets to his feet and waits for Candy to slide into the ring before he strikes. Stitches starts stomping away at the spine of Candy, over and over again as she lets out a high-pitched scream. Stitches laughs with each stomp until suddenly Candy musters the strength to grab Stitches' boot and stop the onslaught of stomps. Stitches tries to break free from Candy's grip but she holds onto the boot tightly. Harrow Quinn, seeing this, goes to approach Candy but Stitches sees his advances and shouts 'Stop! She is mine!'. This distraction is enough for Candy to let go of the boot of Stitches and turn around to face Harrow Quinn. Stitches uses this advantage to take down Candy with a Neckbreaker. The referee of the Carnival Carnage match, at this point, has caught up with the two competitors and is at the ready as Stitches covers Candy for the pinfall. Candy springs up at the count of one. Stitches, irritated at Candy kicking out at one, approaches her only for Candy to grab him by his pants line and thrust him down onto the middle rope. Stitches throat collides with the middle rope and he lets out a gasp. Stitches stumbles back to his feet holding his throat just in time to catch a boot from Candy. Stitches topples into the ropes but doesn't fall out of the ring. Candy charges at Stitches only for Stitches to move out of the way, Candy flies out of the ring and collides right down in front of the mass of silhouettes. The silhouettes lift Candy to her feet and throw her back into the ring to the displeasure of Stitches.
Stitches grabs Candy and lifts her to her feet, he then kicks Candy square in the abdomen before lifting her up for a Suplex. Candy, upside down at this point, knees Stitches in the forehead, Stitches lets go of his grip and Candy crashes to the mat below, saving herself from an awkward landing on her neck. Candy goes to grab Stitches but Stitches shoves her away, Candy utilises this momentum to bounce off of the ropes and charge back at Stitches, Stitches sees this and, with one hand, lifts Candy up and brings her back down with a spine-tingling Spinebuster. The silhouettes let out a collective 'Oww' as they watch Candy crash onto the mat. Stitches, satisfied with his work, covers Candy but only receives a two count. Stitches clambers back to his feet and shoves the referee, demanding that he receive a three count. The referee fires back, shouting that he has the authority. Whilst this commotion is going on Candy gets back to her feet, seeing the distracted Stitches she approaches, trying to keep as quiet as possible. As she reaches the distracted Stitches she grabs him around the head and rushes at the corner of the ring, the referee moves out of the way just in time to avoid contact. Candy climbs up the ropes and leaps backward, connecting with the Candy Crusher (Sliced Bread #2). Seeing this, Harrow Quinn once again attempts to approach Candy, with Stitches temporarily out of commission there is no one to intervene. Suddenly, out of nowhere Robbie Rayder appears, he pulls Harrow Quinn off of the apron and the two begin to brawl, trading punches with one another as the two of them disappear behind a nearby circus tent.
Candy crawls towards the motionless Stitches before finally throwing an arm over his body. The referee counts the pinfall. One, two, no, Stitches manages to kick out right before the three count. Frustrated with her finishing move not getting the job done, Candy begins to drive her foot into the chest of Stitches, much like Stitches had done to her earlier. After several stiff shots Candy lets up, grabbing Stitches and lifting him to his feet. Candy then grabs Stitches by the back of the head and charges towards the ring ropes before throwing him up and over the top rope. Stitches manages to grab a hold of the ropes and skim the cat, Candy sees Stitches dangling from the ropes and rushes forward, planting both of her boots into the spine of Stitches with a Dropkick, Stitches collapsed to the outside of the ring where he is met by the silhouettes. The silhouettes approach Stitches, much like they had done Candy, and attempt to get him back into the ring. Stitches, however, will have none of it and shoves them away, screaming 'I don't need your help!'. Stitches then starts stumbling away from the wrestling ring, walking through the silhouettes as they part. Candy, standing in the ring, shakes her head before saying 'I guess this is no longer a wrestling match'. Candy steps through the ropes and jumps down off of the apron of the wrestling ring before she chases after Stitches through the sea of silhouettes.
Stitches is well ahead of Candy at this point. He stumbles towards a carousel which has started up, the lights are illuminating and the music is blaring. As he approaches a hooded figure knelt down by the side of the carousel gets up, sees Stitches approaching and dashes away, disappearing into the darkness. Stitches, having seen the hooded figure, stops and laughs. The carnival clown places a hand one of the only horses who's lights still work and starts to climb onto it. Suddenly he feels a sharp pain rush right up his spine, Candy has caught up to Stitches and she is not alone. In her hands is a giant mallet which she had ripped off of a nearby carnival game and used the whack Stitches in the back. Stitches screams in pain. Candy places the handle of the mallet against Stitches neck and then drives a knee into his spine, pressing the handle of the mallet against his throat as he chokes. Stitches starts to cough and splatter as Candy refuses to let up. Stitches face starts to turn purple and just as he is about to pass out Candy removes the mallet from around Stitches throat. Candy leans Stitches up against the carousel, as it continues to spin. The metal of the carousel tears through Stitches purple jacket and starts to tear away at the flesh of his back. Again, Stitches lets out a blood-gurdling scream as the flesh on his back is carved up like Swiss cheese.
Candy lets go of Stitches, giving him a bit of a reprieve. Stitches collapses into the dirt and mud, his back showing. Candy surveys the damage and instantly regrets it as the image of Stitches' back churns her stomach. Candy rolls Stitches over and covers him in the mud, the referee counts the pinfall, splashing mud everywhere, only for Candy to get a two count. Candy places her hands on her hips, wondering what she needs to do to keep down the carnival clown. Candy grabs for Stitches, grabbing him around the head before she starts to lay in several stiff blows to the top of his forehead, each time Stitches splashes back down into the mud. Candy goes for another cover but only a two count. Candy attempts to lift Stitches to his feet but it is quite the struggle, he is dead weight. As Candy tries to lift Stitches to his feet he makes a last ditched effort and punches Candy in the gut, she doubles back and away from Stitches. Stitches slowly gets back to his feet as Candy recovers. Candy sees Stitches getting back to his feet and charges in his direction, Stitches moves out of the way and Candy collides with one of the horses on the carousel - the most brightest and shiniest one of them all - as the carousel had recently stopped. The lights on the carousel horse start to flicker, but they don't go out. The two of them lie in the mud, both of them trying to regain their composure. Stitches is first to his feet, followed closely by Candy. Stitches grabs Candy under the armpits and with a lot of effort, lifts Candy up and slams her spine-first down upon the carousel horse, this time around the lights go out for good.
Stitches: Symbolism, bitch!
Stitches collapses to the ground out of exhaustion. Candy's body simply gives in and she too collapses down onto the ground. The referee, out of habit begins to count the two of them out despite the match only ending via pinfall or submission. The referee gets eerily close to the ten count before a large hand reaches up and grabs the referee around the wrist. The referee turns around to be met by a gargantuan clown, followed in tow by a smaller clown. The larger clown tells the referee 'you should know better than that' before tossing the referee to one side with relative ease. The referee rolls through the mud and comes to a complete stop, holding his wrist in agony. The gargantuan clown approaches Candy, eyeing her up and down as she begins to get to her feet. The smaller clown moves erratically behind him. As Candy gets to her feet the gargantuan clown helps her up and then shoves her to one side, instead deciding to deliver a big boot directly to the face of Stitches who had also been getting to his feet. Stitches falls back to the ground as the large clown towers over him. The clown removes his mask to reveal none other than Mercenary. The smaller clown does the same thing, revealing Dalilah Ashe to be behind the mask.
Mercenary: Fuck you, clown boy!
Both Mercenary and Dalilah Ashe begin to stomp away at Stitches. Candy is back to her feet at this point and she isn't too pleased about the appearance of Mercenary. Candy makes a bee line right for Mercenary, she turns Mercenary around and shoves him in the chest, Mercenary barely moves but he feels the blow. Dalilah Ashe gets up in the face of Candy who, without hesitation, slaps Dalilah Ashe square in the cheek. Dalilah Ashe falls to the ground clutching her cheek in agony. Mercenary, irate with Candy slapping Dalilah Ashe, approaches Candy who simply screams 'The clown is mine, you hear?'. Mercenary smiles a sly smile before asking 'What are you going to do about it?'. Before Candy can do anything Stitches is back to his feet. The carnival clown taps on the large shoulder of Mercenary who turns around to face Stitches only to be met with a stiff Bicycle Kick which Stitches calls the 'Beautiful Disasterpiece'. Mercenary collapses into the arms of Candy who tosses him to one side. Dalilah Ashe sees this and proceeds to spear Candy, mounting her before delivering several stiff shots. Stitches approaches the fallen Mercenary and starts stomping away. Mercenary manages to get the upper hand and both he and Stitches are back to their feet, brawling around the carousel as Candy and Dalilah Ashe trade punches of their own. Eventually, the two brawling groups reach one another and Stitches and Candy back into one another, their backs pressing up against one another. The two of them turn around to face one another with fists raised. Realising they have more pressing matters currently, they continue to pound away at their respective opponents rather than one another.
The most unlikely of allies continue to fight away the advances of Mercenary and Dalilah Ashe. Eventually Mercenary has Stitches pinned up against a brick wall, choking him out with his forearm. Stitches struggles to get free but it is no use. Candy, fortunately, still brawling with Dalilah Ashe, stumbles into Mercenary who breaks the hold. This prompts Mercenary to start brawling with Candy which leaves Stitches to fight off Dalilah Ashe. Having no interest in Dalilah Ashe, Stitches clutches to his throat as he struggles for a breath. Dalilah Ashe sees this and begins licking her lips, knowing she has the reigning FSW Champion in a vulnerable position. Stitches looks up at Dalilah Ashe who now brandishes a steel pipe held high above her head, Stitches simply shrugs her off, but the situation was a precarious one. From behind a carnival stand emerges Marionette, Stitches' valet and long-time friend. 'Hey, bitch!' Marionette screeches as she blindsides Dalilah Ashe with a baseball bat shot square to her abdomen. Dalilah Ashe doubles over, dropping the steel pipe. Marionette proceeds to throw away the baseball bat, kick away the steel pipe and proceeds to get into a fight of her own with Dalilah Ashe, driving her spine first into a dumpster located nearby. Dalilah Ashe lets out a loud scream. Whilst all of this is happening and with Candy and Mercenary off on their own brawl, Stitches is left on his own. Suddenly, from behind Stitches emerges a man, his face covered, only a tuft of bright hair can be seen. The man grabs Stitches by the scruff of the neck and begins to drag him away from the carnage.
The man drags Stitches with great difficulty, resulting to using two hands to pull the almost lifeless carcass of Stitches. The man drags Stitches towards a nearby tent where he props him up against a wooden crate. 'Stay here and rest' the man says to Stitches. With his job done, the man with the bright red tuft of head charges away, disappearing around the side of the tent he had dragged Stitches too. Suddenly, from a distance Candy can be heard screaming 'where the hell is that clown?'. Candy must have subdued Mercenary for the time being and was read to resume Carnival Carnage with Stitches. Hearing this, Stitches peels himself away from the wooden crate and crawls inside the nearby tent, brushing aside the veil to enter. Inside the tent are several dozen mirrors, all placed strategically to be displayed as an illusion game. Stitches attempts to pull himself up using one of the mirror and it topples over, shattering into a thousand pieces. Stitches topples into the shattered glass but walks out unscathed. Finding a support beam that helps hold up the tent, Stitches uses it to get to his feet. Once he is to his feet he begins to progress gingerly through the house of mirrors as to not topple over anymore mirrors.
Candy: Are you in here, clown?
Candy pokes her head through the veil of the tent, not expecting an answer to her question. Candy looks down and sees the shattered mirror and a trail of broken glass leading away from it and a wide smile crosses her face. 'I've got you now' she whispers to herself as she enters the tent. Suddenly, reflected on most of the mirrors is the reflection of Stitches, the wide smile Candy once wore now turns into a scower as she realises she will need to find the carnival clown in a house of mirrors. It would be like finding a needle in a haystack and Stitches was just as much of a prick. Using the broken shards of glass for navigation, Candy follows the trail, keeping half an eye on the reflections in the mirrors as Stitches' refletction darts in and out of the mirrors. Eventually the trail of broken glass ends and Candy is left with no other options for finding the carnival clown. Candy shrugs, produces a handful of sweet treats from inside her wrestling gear and starts chowing down on it as she nonchalantly walks through the house of mirrors in search of the carnival clown. Candy peers down corners, she uses mirrors for navigation and she keeps an eye out for any signs of the carnival clown. Candy can hear movement, it seems to be all around her as if the mirrors themselves were reverberating the sound of Stitches' movements. At the very least, Candy knows that Stitches is still inside the tent.
Candy: Clown, come out and play.
Candy jingles the handful of sweet treats within the palm of her hand, each treat making a clinking sound as it collides with another. Suddenly there is a large crashing sound as another mirror shatters across the ground. 'There you are' Candy says to herself as she urgently tip-toes towards the sound of the shattered mirror. More shattered glass can be heard, either the carnival clown was getting desperate for an escape or he was using it as a distraction, knowing all too well that Candy was lurking. Either way, Candy continued to progress towards the source of the shattered glass. Once again she had a path of shattered glass to use as navigation. As she rounded a corner she was met with a hallway of mirrors and at the end of the hallway of mirrors she could see Stitches standing and staring back at her. Candy cautiously approaches Stitches, expecting him to retaliate, but he doesn't. Realising she needs to strike first, Candy charges towards Stitches but as she gets closer and closer Stitches doesn't move an inch. Suddenly, at the end of the hallway a mirror falls which prompts Candy to come to a stop. The mirror shatters across the ground and Stitches disappears. Perplexed by this, Candy approaches the shattered mirror and quickly realises that what she had seen was in fact a reflection of Stitches. Realising this, Candy quickly turns around just in time to see the face of Stitches staring back at her. With a mouthful of candy, Candy spews the contents into the face of Stitches, blinding him for a brief moment. With this distraction, Candy utlises the opportunity to connect with the Candy Cavity Removal, planting Stitches face-first into the shattered glass. Candy crawls over Stitches' lifeless body and throws an arm over his chest, the referee for the match appears and counts the three count. Candy wins Carnival Carnage.
DING DING DING
Candy slowly gets to her feet, having realised that she had beaten the carnival clown. The reality of the situation doesn't sink in until the referee hands her the FSW Championship and she realises that she is now the new FSW Champion. Candy stares down at the centerpiece of the championship for a brief moment before she hoists the championship high into the air in triumph. Candy leans down over Stitches and shouts.
Candy: And your winner, via pinfall, and NEW FSW Champion... CANDY!
A sly smile crosses the face of Candy. Suddenly, the pain and agony she had endured during Carnival Carnage washes over her and she drops to a knee to regain her composure. Her initial excitement over becoming FSW Champion was enough to bring it all rushing back. Once the pain and agony begins to temporarily subside she gets back to her feet, more cautiously than before. Candy places the FSW Championship over her shoulder and then turns around to walk away from Stitches. As she walks passed the mirrors that still remain intact the reflection of her wearing the FSW Championship is cast across each of the mirrors. Candy, realizing this, stops in front of one of the mirrors and surveys her reflection, Satisfied with the outcome Candy leaves the house of mirrors, having conquered Carnival Carnage and the carnival clown.
Back in the arena in Cancun, the lights come back on and the fans are going crazy with cheers!
Back in the arena in Cancun, the lights come back on and the fans are going crazy with cheers!
Watson: SHE DID IT! Candy has captured the FSW Championship!
Sydney: NO! NO! NO! This is NOT happening! What the hell is it with this event and Rayder's winning the FSW title?!
Watson: FOR THE SECOND YEAR IN A ROW Stitches has lost the FSW title at UPRISING! The longest FSW title reign in FSW history is now over... They each put up one hell of a fight and my hat's off to both of them, but in the end it was the Candy Cavity Removal ONTO GLASS that sealed it for the Queen of Candyland! What a night folks! Mexico has been so gracious to us, but we are out of time! We will see you on May 13th in Mexico City at the historic Arena Coliseo for the next episode of FSW! Until then for Cid Sydney, I am Tim Watson saying goodnight! Buenas noches, damas y caballeros!
Fireworks begin to explode through out the arena as UPRISING XX goes off the air...
Sydney: NO! NO! NO! This is NOT happening! What the hell is it with this event and Rayder's winning the FSW title?!
Watson: FOR THE SECOND YEAR IN A ROW Stitches has lost the FSW title at UPRISING! The longest FSW title reign in FSW history is now over... They each put up one hell of a fight and my hat's off to both of them, but in the end it was the Candy Cavity Removal ONTO GLASS that sealed it for the Queen of Candyland! What a night folks! Mexico has been so gracious to us, but we are out of time! We will see you on May 13th in Mexico City at the historic Arena Coliseo for the next episode of FSW! Until then for Cid Sydney, I am Tim Watson saying goodnight! Buenas noches, damas y caballeros!
Fireworks begin to explode through out the arena as UPRISING XX goes off the air...
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SEGMENT WRITERS
PARAMOUNT
Ibuki Ito & Jason Anderson The Boss
Ibuki Ito
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Ace King
Brett Kennedy
Xavier Reid
Wes Walker
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: Marina Avgeropoulos
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Wes Walker
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Ezio DeLuca
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Nikolai Holmes
MATCH FIVE
WRITER: Kellan Stixx
MATCH SIX
WRITER: Robbie Rayder
MATCH SEVEN| MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Stitches
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
Mika Sun Vs Marina Avgeropoulos
WINNER(S): Mika Sun
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THREE WAY DANCE
X-DIVISION RULES
Nikolai Holmes Vs Aaron Bolduc Vs Art Reemus(NS)
WINNER(S): Nikolai Holmes
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TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Ezio DeLuca(NS) & Joseph Hall(NS) Vs Harlan Rogers & Bruce Everett
WINNER(S): Harlan Rogers & Bruce Everett
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SINGLES MATCH
Sebastian Conner Vs Killjoy Ito
WINNER(S): Killjoy Ito
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6-PERSON TAG TEAM SOWCASE
Lunch Time & Big McLargeHuge Vs The Dynamic Duo & Kellan Stixx
WINNER(S): Lunch Time & Big McLargeHuge
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NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
Kyle Gautier(NS) Vs Wes Walker (C)
WINNER(S): And STILL EWC North American Champion: Wes Walker
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FSW TITLE MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
CARNIVAL CARNAGE MATCH
Candy Vs Stitches (c)
WINNER(S): And NEW FSW CHAMPION: Candy
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: _.Candy._
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Candy Vs. Stitches
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