FSW #98 DALY CITY, CALIFORNIA 6.10.2020
Jun 10, 2020 23:27:45 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation Presents
“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
The fans packing the Cow Palace tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in Daly City knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show on Wednesday night is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy riffs from 'Superstar' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.
** THE ROAD AHEAD **
EPISODE #98
EPISODE #98
JUNE 10TH, 2020
LIVE! from the Cow Palace - Daly City, CaliforniaWARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event.
“Superstar” by For Squirrels begins to blast over the arena speakers as our feed comes to life...
The scene immediately cuts to a pyro show erupting on the outside of the Cow Palace!
Then a cut to another, equally explosive show on the inside!
Then a cut to another, equally explosive show on the inside!
The fans packing the Cow Palace tonight all come to their feet. Further explosions rock the very foundation of the arena as a large video screen is lowered from the rafters, stopping 15 feet above the ring! Everyone in Daly City knows that the self-proclaimed greatest show on Wednesday night is about to begin and they cheer accordingly! The heavy riffs from 'Superstar' continue to blare over the arena, setting the tone for what is to come later on this evening.
IT'S ALL I WANT, IT'S ALL I NEED
IT'S ALL I SEE, IT'S ALL I BREATHE
IT'S WHAT I AM, IT'S WHAT'S I KNOW
IT'S WHAT I FEEL, IT'S WHAT I BLEED!
IT'S ALL I SEE, IT'S ALL I BREATHE
IT'S WHAT I AM, IT'S WHAT'S I KNOW
IT'S WHAT I FEEL, IT'S WHAT I BLEED!
On the MacTron, this episode of FSW begins with its opening video montage detailing many of the historic events that have taken place in the five-year history of Future Stars of Wrestling. From past champions like Jason Hunter, Dixie Dubois, Amis Shelton, Magdalena Lockheart, and Otaki all standing underneath an old FSW logo to the more current Future Stars Champions like Xavier Reid, Cletus Franklin, Robina Hood, Robbie Rayder, and Stitches tearing down that mold...
As more pyro goes off the the FSW logo appears and flashes of the roster appear on the screen such as Killjoy Ito,Mercenary, Jason Rayne, Ezio DeLuca and finally Sebastian Conner. Then, the camera cuts to a shot from StangleMania XV of Wes Walker retaining the North American championship before fading into a shot of Candy standing tall over Stitches after Carnival Carnage, the FSW title in the air...
The camera pans around the loud and out of control audience. As the fireworks continue to explode, the fans chant and cheer! The atmosphere inside the Cow Palace seemed to be charged with that ten million volts of electricity as described in the song. Cameras pan around the arena to catch some of the signage that many fans have brought to the Cow Palace with them here tonight. The FSW fan-base is as adamant about having their voices heard now as ever:
"I'M HERE TO SEE 2 ASSHOLES FIGHT!"
"THE KING CAN'T TAKE DOWN THE CANDY CASTLE!"
"THE RAINBOWLUTION HAS COME TO FSW!"
"RAYDER FOR NA CHAMP!"
"FAMILY ENDURES UNTIL DEATH"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
"F-S-DUB!!!"
The lights come back to full and the fans offer one last rousing cheer at the opening festivities. Tonight's announcers are on standby and ready for the show to begin.
Watson: The road that we walk on is paved in gold, it's always summer and we'll never get cold here in sunny California! Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the eighty eighth episode of FSW! My name is Tim Watson and with my as always is Cid Sydney
Sydney: It's great to be back with another episode of FSW Tim! Tonight is so stacked, that the word stacked cannot even begin to describe it! Nightcall, Ezio DeLuca, Robbie Rayder, THE MERCENARY, El Pablo, Killjoy Ito. Those are just a FEW of the names that will be here tonight!
Watson: That's right Cid. Nightcall and Ezio will do battle in our opener, El Pablo and Killjoy later in the evening, but we also will crown a number one contender to the Diamond Dogs and the EWC tag team titles! Monday night, Premium Posse and Southern Express went to war on Brawl and all the GMs were so impressed that they are running it back tonight with the number one contendership on the line! the winner goes to Parabellum to face the tag team champions! Robbie Rayder and Mercenary are going to determine who faces the North American champion at The Rumble later this year, and in our MAIN EVENT we have a match that is 18 months in the making. The current X-Division champion and one half of the tag team champions, Ace King, will face off against the FSW champion Candy for the first time in 18 months. Ace has NEVER successfully defeated Candy, so this will be a an absolute banger of a match!
Sydney: We also have the battle of the assholes tonight as the returning Brett Kennedy faces off against the ever opinionated Sebastian Conner!
Watson: And this is after we started the night off with two amazing matches on Gambit as Alanya Chloros defeated Xavier Frazier and Ben Superior did the almost unthinkable and defeated the monster Brick Mauler! We also are sure to have a few surprises as we do everynight
Sydney: We have all this and SO MUCH MORE! Our first match of the night will be coming up right after this quick message from EWCTV. Don't go anywhere .. FSW action will be back in exactly 1 minute
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When we return from the commercial break the FSW theme is playing to a sweeping shot of the cheering crowds, clearly eager for the night’s action to commence. We then cut to the commentary table, where our hosts Tim Watson and Cid Sydney welcome us back with wide arms and just as wide grins.
Watson: Welcome back, folks! Whether you were with us from the beginning, or are only just tuning in, let me welcome you to FSW 98! I’m Tim Watson, here as ever with my partner Cid Sydney, and we’ve got one hell of a show about to kick off!
Sydney: That’s right, Watson, but before we get started on the carded matches, I’ve been told we’re about to witness a last-minute singles match, with the first competitor already in the ring! Let’s go over to our lovely ringside announcer, Isabella Starr!
Isabella is in the ring, as is a bouncing and pacing Windsor Middleton IV, his gaze locked on the stage, seemingly unaware as to who his opponent for the night is in this suddenly applied match.
Starr: Ladies and gentlemen! The following is a previously unscheduled singles match set for one-fall! First, already in the ring, he is Windsor… Middleton… IV!!
There’s a polite smattering of cheers and applause for the scrawny blond jobber, who nonetheless treats it like a raucous ovation, pumping his fists into the sky and cheering.
Starr: And his opponent, from --
Isabella cuts herself of, slightly taken aback at the sight of the tall, skull-faced man that emerges onto the stage. This was clearly not the wrestler she had been expecting, and for once the announcer is at a loss for words as this sinister figure starts slowly stalking his way down the ramp. Windsor is equally confused, yelling at the referee, Isabella, anyone who will listen as he tries to make sense of things.
Sydney: Who the hell is this guy? From the reaction in the ring, he’s not who we were supposed to expect, and I don’t think I’ve seen him on the roster, how about you Tim?
Watson: I’m a loss too, Cid… And didn’t Starr say the match was a singles competition? Because it looks like this stranger has friends.
Sure enough, whilst Middleton is focused on the slowly approaching skeletal figure, two more slip out of the crowds, both sporting similar macabre masks. They hop the barricades and pace outside the ring, blocking off his escape as the first man reaches the ring steps. They slide in as he climbs through the ropes, giving Isabella and the referee barely any time to scramble out of the way before they set upon Windsor with a relentless fury, quickly bringing the smaller man down to his knees under a flurry of closed-fists and vicious kicks, quickly cutting him open across the brow where he starts to bleed profusely.
Watson: My God, an unwarranted, barbaric assault from these three strangers against the clearly outnumbered and outmatched Windsor Middleton IV! Isn’t anyone going to try and step in to help him?
Sydney: Are you kidding? You’re welcome to try and get mixed in with all that, but I’m staying put!
The assault only stops when the first man - seemingly the leader - yells at the other two to stop. He hooks Window’s arms and pulls back as he plants a boot firmly on the beaten and bloodied talent, forcing him into a bowed position, head hanging forward, blood splashing on the mat. Another yelled instruction, and the others move to opposite corners, shifting into positions, ready to pounce. He nods, and they dart forward, one catching Windsor in the temple with a brutal punt as the other savagely strikes his jaw with a low dropkick, snapping the poor man’s head at an unnatural angle. The leader releases Windsor’s arms, letting him topple forwards in a heap, clearly unconscious before he even hits the mat.
Sydney: Holy SHIT!!
Watson: Middleton savagely taken down by the sickening double impact of a punt and dropkick to the head!
The three skeletal attackers stand silently over him, their menacing pride clear behind their masks as the camera catches the blazing intensity in their eyes. They only move when EMTs, security and staff start rushing down the ramp in droves, causing the three of them to back away, slip under the top ropes, vault the barricades and quickly get lost in the crowds as the medics tend to Windsor, fitting him with a neck-brace before carefully moving him onto a stretcher.
Watson: … Folks, I don’t know what to say. What was supposed to be a light competition turned into a heinous and uncalled for attack on Windsor Middleton IV. We currently have absolutely no idea what happened to his intended opponent, or even who those guys were, but will try to keep you updated throughout the night as things become known to us, including poor Middleton’s condition.
Sydney: Geez… I may have done some bad stuff back in my day, but this? I have no idea what I just witnessed, or why…
SINGLES MATCH
Nightcall
VS Ezio DeLuca
Watson: Unfortunately, we will have to wait for any updates on Middleton, but know that we all at Future Start of Wrestling cannot condone what just happened in the ring. Things happen in the ring, but that was uncalled for. Right now, it is time for our first match of FSW 98!
Sydney: We are so close to the big 100, Tim! We can only get better and better and better, just as we have been doing for the last few years.
Watson: Let's not waste any time! Let's go to Isabella Starr in the ring!
Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Smoke billows on all sides of the ramp until it covers the MacTron itself. The name NIGHTCALL shines through the fog in splendid pink neon. Decked out in a leather jacket, sports sunglasses, and clutching a vape pen, Nightcall walks down the runway.
Starr: Introducing first... from Oceanside, CA... weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds... NIGHTCALL!
By the time the cloud dissipates, Nightcall stuffs his vape inside his jacket and drops it to the ground. He hands a nearby fan his pair of sunglasses before rolling inside the ring.
Watson: This guy is intriguing to me, Cid. He's been a part of the FSW roster since February. He is undefeated! But, for some reason, we have only seen him on television TWO TIMES.
Sydney: Because he's a dullard, mate! Every time he tries to be cocky, he's boring instead!
Watson: Now, I don't think that's a fair assessment.
Sydney: At least his opponent is a bit more entertaining!
Watson: Speak of the devil, here he comes!
"Hard Time (Kretsen Remix)" by Seinabo Sey starts to play as Ezio DeLuca 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.
Starr: And his opponent... from Providence, Rhode Island... weighing in at two hundred and forty-four pounds... EZIO DELUCA!
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.
Watson: DeLuca, on the other hand, has been very busy since joining this company.
Sydney: He's had some success. He's had some failures. He's stood up to some of the toughest in the company. He's the guy who will win this match because he's got more to him. Nightfalls long, two-match undefeated streak ends tonight!
DING DING DING
DeLuca used his power from the get-go to take control of the match. He sprinted at Nightcall and delivered a shoulder block on Nightcall, knocking him through the ropes to the outside. Ezio sprinted across the ring and bounced off of the ropes. He was going to go with a suicide dive, but Nightcall moved early enough for DeLuca to stop himself. DeLuca, instead, left the ring and chased Nightcall. He jumped and drove a knee right into Nightcall’s back, sending him hard into the barricade chest-first.
Sydney: What did I tell you? This bloke is tough as nails and is showing exactly why he will win! Tenacity!
Watson: He sure is under control here. But look out!
As Watson said this, DeLuca sprinted at Nightcall and looked for a modified version of The Anchor Drop on the back of Nightcall’s head. Nightcall, however, slipped out of the way and DeLuca landed on his own sternum on the barricade and bounced to the floor. Nightcall got up to his feet as the referee neared a six count. He picked the bigger man up and rolled him into the ring. Nightcall followed and went on the attack. He drove some forearms into the side of DeLuca’s head. As Nightcall picked DeLuca up, Ezio rolled him up in a small package. However, he only got a two count.
Watson: Close call for Ezio DeLuca there!
Both men got up quickly. Nightcall went for the Rough Rider, but DeLuca caught him and shoved him into the ropes. Nightcall returned and DeLuca drilled him with The PVDrop out of nowhere! He covered Nightcall and got the three count for the win!
DING DING DING
Starr: Here is your winner… EZIO DELUCA!Watson: A much-needed and well-deserved win for Ezio DeLuca!
Sydney: As if there was going to be a different result! I’ve already said it all night long that Ezio was going to win.
Watson: “All night long.” Yeah, all fifteen minutes! We still have so much to come tonight folks, do not turn the channel!
The camera crew is inside a box suite at the Cow Palace before the door swings open. FSW security holds the door open as The Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution: Part Deux stroll through the door to a respectable reaction from the FSW crowd. As the ladies filter in, behind them trails the new sheriff to the Pleasure Palace - Rory. Before security can leave, Melody grabs hold of the door with one hand and taps the security guard on the shoulder.
Melody Malone: Could you be a dear and go ask Chris Brock why my name isn’t on this suite? I am the only FSW alum to make something of themselves, it’s the least he could do unless he plans on replacing that statue of Otaki outside. Thanks.
She pats his cheek condescendingly before letting him leave. Turning back to Iggy and Rory, Mel closes the door behind her and smirks.
Melody Malone: I apologize for such ingracious hospitality. I thought I’d taught this brand better than that.
Iggy Swango: It's a catastrophe Mel. Brock couldn’t even perform the simple task of removing every brown M&M from the bag. And the climate here is … it's just awful. No way in hell does it feel like 67 degrees with a 15 percent chance of rain.
Iggy takes a seat and begins sipping a piña colada
Melody Malone: Probably no chance of rain, but I’m sure we’re going to get ourselves a show tonight…
Melody takes her seat beside Iggy, kicking her feet up on the railing to the suite as the Foxy Ladies take in the show…
At the rear entrance to the Cow Palace, we find a Security Guard monitoring the various comings and goings of assorted FSW personnel. Suddenly, the sound of hooves approaching draws his gaze from his clipboard, compelling him to look out across the parking lot.
Guard: What the…
The camera pans slightly to the left, as El Pablo moseys into shot astride an honest-to-goodness, Ben & Jerry's favourite, black and white cow.
El Pablo: Howdy.
Guard: Uhhh…howdy. Sorry, but uh…I can't let you in with…that.
El Pablo: You can't let a cow into the Cow Palace? Yeah right. Good one!
EP motions to move the cow forward, but the guard stands (just about) defiant.
Guard: Yeah, no - I'm serious. Sorry.
El Pablo: Come on, man! I know it's my first time here but I had a whole…thing...planned!
Guard: Oh, a thing!
The guard was not sincere.
El Pablo: Yeah! I was gonna ride Miss Bess'ness here out through the curtain; pyro goes off-
Guard: Woah Woah Woah…you can't have a live animal around pyro!
El Pablo: Oh please! Name 6 laws!
Guard: Uhh, okay, let's see…
El Pablo: About feeding, specifically.
Guard: ...You fed fireworks to a cow!?!?
El Pablo: …………………… No.
Suddenly, the cow belches, causing a small puff of smoke to billow from its mouth and nose.
El Pablo: ...You should go.
Not needing to be told twice, the guard flees the scene. Now alone, EP smirks, patting the cow gently on its side.
El Pablo: C'mon girl - let's get cooking!
The two continue on towards the doorway as the camera cuts away.
SINGLES MATCH
Winner faces North American Champion at The Rumble!
Winner faces North American Champion at The Rumble!
Mercenary
VS Robbie Rayder
Watson: Next on the docket, the two men who recently defeated the North American Champion Wes Walker will be going up against each other to be the Number One Contender at the Rumble!
Sydney: Wes Walker has looked like straight garbage recently. I can’t wait until the Mercenary finally takes that title and puts some shine on it!
Watson: Well, Ezio De Luca is the number one contender now, and Mercenary still needs to beat Robbie Rayder today to get a chance at it.
Sydney: Yes, exactly what I said Tim. Pay attention.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL, from WEST OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA, weighing in at 365 pounds... the man you all helped create, the EWC Outlaw MERCENARY!
Mercenary walks into the flashing red light. His face is hidden behind a hard plastic tactical mask decorated with The Punisher's skull logo. He is stiff... hard... Frankenstein's deadly creation come to life. He crosses both arms, gloved fists clenched, across his chest under his chin. The pose resembles a skull and crossbones. To either side of him the stage explodes in motes of smoke and flame.
Removing the mask he stalks towards the ring at a steady pace filled with menace and a deadly purpose. Stepping between the ropes he walks to the corner and throws a few shadow punch combos at the turnbuckle before turning with his back to the corner, his arms crossed across his chest.
Starr: And his opponent, from ALAMO, CALIFORNIA, weighing in at 225 pounds... ROBBIE RAYDER!
The lights go out in the arena then a fog covers the entrance. The lights slowly come up as Robbie Rayder, wearing long purple tights and black boots, walks out through the fog and kneels down. He points his index fingers to the ceiling then lowers them to his lips. Rayder looks out at the crowd as he walks half way down towards the ring, then runs towards the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He gets to a knee then gets to his feet, leaning out through the middle and top ropes, playing to the crowd.
DING DING DING
Robbie Rayder charges are Mercenary who counters with a punch to the jaw. Rayder backs up but then tries to punch Mercenary back who blocks the punch and hammers Robbie with another hit to the head. Robbie’s momentum turns him around, Robbie regains control of himself and runs at Mercenary. Merc tries to hit a clothesline but Robbie ducks underneath it. Once Mercenary realizes what happened Robbie hits a dropkick and Merc goes down hard! Robbie springs up and tries to hit a standing elbow drop. Merc rolls out of the way and after Robbie comes crashing down, Mercenary capitalizes and puts Robbie in a headlock.
Watson: A lot of back and forth action to star the match here.
Sydney: Mercenary is playing with him, hahaha! Look at that!
Robbie starts to make his way to his feet but Mercenary really tries to use his size to his advantage. Robbie shows his brute strength and lifts up Mercenary and hits a belly to back slam! It loosens Mercenary’s hold on Robbie and both men are down on the ground. The referee starts the 10 count and both men start to roll onto their sides to get up. They meet each other on their knees and start trading punches until they get to their feet. Robbie goes for a haymaker but Mercenary ducks underneath it and lifts Robbie up quickly and hits a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! Mercenary goes for the pin.
1….
2….
KICKOUT!
Robbie kicks out and Mercenary is upset but gets to his feet. He backs up off the ropes and tries for a leg drop but Robbie moves out of the way at the last second. Robbie runs at Mercenary while he’s getting up and hits a running knee to the side of the head!
Watson: Some game Mercenary is playing.
Sydney: Ever heard of playing opossum Tim?
As Mercenary is trying to shake off the cobwebs Robbie jumps up to the top rope, Mercenary gets to his feet and catches Robbie as he jumps! But Robbie counters again and hits a tilt-a-whirl DDT! Mercenary is down and Robbie goes for the pin.
1….
2….
NO! Kickout!
Mercenary and Robbie both get to their feet and grapple. Mercenary takes the upper-hand and puts Rayder into a headlock. Robbie fights out of it quickly with elbows to the midsection. Robbie felt a little too good about his counter and Mercenary lays him out with a clothesline! Mercenary lifts up Rayder and sets him up for the Gravedigger Drop. Mercenary lifts Robbie high above his head, but no! Rayder sneaks out and both men go to the ground. In the confusion Robbie locks in THE BLACKOUT!!! He holds it…
Holds it….
MERCENARY TAPS OUT!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via submission... ROBBIE RAYDER!
Watson: What a huge win by Robbie Rayder here tonight. He’ll be facing the North American Champion at the rumble!
Sydney: I don’t think Mercenary tapped out! He was screwed, where’s Brock!?
Watson: It was clear as day Cid. Let’s head backstage.
The camera cuts to a picture of Xavier Reid on the screen
Reid: Greeting Daly City and the FSW. On July 8th from the Sun Dome in Echizen, Fukui, Japan the FSW will celebrate their 100th episode. From FSW #045 till Uprising #012 I called this place my home. For 162 days I was the FSW Champion, competed inside the Insanity Cage under the FSW banner, went to war for the FSW at Stable Wars...this place was and will always hold a special place in my heart…
The fans cheer as Xavier smiles
Reid: So, I have spoken with Chris Brock and he’s allowed me to come home, for one night, at FSW #100...but I won’t be coming alone…
The fans cheer a little louder for this
Reid: I have a friend...yes I have friends, like one or two maybe but at FSW #100 WE would like to challenge any two members of the FSW roster who think they are ready to lead this brand into heights it’s never reached before. WE will be in Daly City for FSW #099 to sign the contract, to make it official so the only question is who will step up to the challenge, who wants to met me and a partner of my choosing inside that ring at FSW #100 and show the rest of the EWC that their time is now...think long and hard about it, I’m not coming back to make anyone a star and I know my partner isn’t either but if you want the challenge RUN to your GM right now and say I’m in...tell him you want this match at FSW #100 and then come out to that ring on the next show and let’s make this happen...
Xavier smiles as the fans inside The Cow Palace break out into a FSW chant
Reid: I’ll be seeing you all at FSW #099…
The camera cuts away from Xavier and onto Tim Watson and Cid Sydney
Watson: Xavier Reid back for FSW #100 for what seems to be a tag team match…
Sydney: No way that dude has friends…
Tim laughs as the camera cuts away to commercial.
Reid: Greeting Daly City and the FSW. On July 8th from the Sun Dome in Echizen, Fukui, Japan the FSW will celebrate their 100th episode. From FSW #045 till Uprising #012 I called this place my home. For 162 days I was the FSW Champion, competed inside the Insanity Cage under the FSW banner, went to war for the FSW at Stable Wars...this place was and will always hold a special place in my heart…
The fans cheer as Xavier smiles
Reid: So, I have spoken with Chris Brock and he’s allowed me to come home, for one night, at FSW #100...but I won’t be coming alone…
The fans cheer a little louder for this
Reid: I have a friend...yes I have friends, like one or two maybe but at FSW #100 WE would like to challenge any two members of the FSW roster who think they are ready to lead this brand into heights it’s never reached before. WE will be in Daly City for FSW #099 to sign the contract, to make it official so the only question is who will step up to the challenge, who wants to met me and a partner of my choosing inside that ring at FSW #100 and show the rest of the EWC that their time is now...think long and hard about it, I’m not coming back to make anyone a star and I know my partner isn’t either but if you want the challenge RUN to your GM right now and say I’m in...tell him you want this match at FSW #100 and then come out to that ring on the next show and let’s make this happen...
Xavier smiles as the fans inside The Cow Palace break out into a FSW chant
Reid: I’ll be seeing you all at FSW #099…
The camera cuts away from Xavier and onto Tim Watson and Cid Sydney
Watson: Xavier Reid back for FSW #100 for what seems to be a tag team match…
Sydney: No way that dude has friends…
Tim laughs as the camera cuts away to commercial.
We rejoin the Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution, and their companion in the box suite, having taken in the North American contendership match with less than impressed expressions on their face. Before they can comment on the outcome, there’s a knock at the door.
Melody Malone: That’d better be Brock apologizing for not naming this suite after me…
Rory opens the door, finding not FSW GM Chris Brock, but rather FSW’s Lisa Goldrush. Melody almost laughs before she waves Rory aside.
Melody Malone: Ah Lisa… my favorite little ambulance chaser backstage…
Lisa Goldrush: Melody, the FSW faithful are dying to know… what’s going on here?
Melody Malone: Isn’t it obvious? Southern Express and the Premium Posse are scheduled to compete tonight, to see who has the privilege of being the first victims of the successful title defense of the Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux. Now, I’m not typically one to put the cart before the horse… but I’m feeling like the Southern Express has their work cut out for them tonight.
Lisa Goldrush: Isn’t it unethical to take bets on other competitors?
Melody holds her hand up to her chest, feigning insult.
Melody Malone: Excuse me? I’m just relaying what I’ve been told. I mean, isn’t it obvious? You heard the Southern Express. They said they were going to come out here tonight and out cheat the cheaters. And the Premium Posse?
She scoffs, looking over her shoulder to her partner.
Melody Malone: What was it the Premium Posse said?
Iggy Swango: Pretty sure they said they were gonna face the Diamond Dogs at Parabellum.
Iggy gets to her feet and stands beside Melody, her arm slung over her shoulder.
Melody Malone: See? That’s just destiny right there. Because the Diamond Dogs aren’t going to be the tag champions come Parabellum. So they’re free to face the Diamond Dogs all they want, because it’s clear with an attitude like that? They’re not going to be the ones across the ring from the Dream Sound Revolution when Parabellum rolls around. It also just so happens, we’re not only going to get a good look at the Southern Express? But we’re going to get a good look at Ace King tonight too.
Lisa Goldrush: Also.. do you care to speak on any of the rumors surrounding Cyr-
Melody Malone: Get out.
Malone’s voice is icy and she pulls away from Iggy, returning to her seat turning her attention back to the ring where the tag team match is preparing to start. Lisa frowns and turns toward the door, until she’s stopped by Iggy Swango.
Iggy Swango: Lisa darling, did you manage to track down the five lobsters I requested?
Lisa Goldrush: Sorry, we couldn’t find anybody to cook them for you.
Iggy Swango: Who said anything about eating them?
Lisa’s face blanks before she just shakes her head, leaving the suite as the cameras cut to...
The camera cuts backstage inside The Cow Palace to find Bunny Love with Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane. Bunny places her ‘ears’ on her head and looks at herself one last time in the mirror before turning to face The Southern Express.
Bunny Love: This is it, the night we’ve been working for since we debuted in Osijek, Croatia, that night you told me you if you were going to come back it was to win the EWC Tag Team Championships, we had a long night at Brawl #555 and we proved we were one of the best tag teams in the EWC and tonight, we claim that EWC Tag Team Championship match at Parabellum…
From off camera we can hear clapping that draws the attention of The Southern Express and Bunny, the camera pulls back to show FSW’s own Lisa Goldrush.
Lisa Goldrush: Nice speech Bunny…
But Bunny isn’t about to be talked down to.
Bunny Love: It’s not just a speech Lisa, it’s the truth, don’t think I didn’t see and hear all the laughing when we walked out onto the stage inside the Jug Sports Hall, two old guys and the stupid daughter of Tommy Love, people thought that NONE of us belonged here, that it was a joke or some sort of publicity stunt. Some people didn’t think twice about it since we were in Prime, it was just a way to pack international houses and give people who might not have seen Bobby and Jimmy during the height of their careers but that wasn’t it Lisa, we didn’t sign those contracts to be a feel good story, no we signed to win those tag team championships and tonight we get the chance to punch our ticket to challenge whoever walks out of Scars & Stripes with those gold belts…
Bobby Rose: It was unfortunate that The Fantastic Beasts pulled out of this match, they pushed NSFW to the brink at the Brawl #555 Tag Team Tournament, we wanted to beat the best of the best to get this shot…
Jimmy Lane: But The Beast are gone and that leaves only The Premium Posse standing in our way…
Bunny Love: Now we all saw what happened Monday night in Chicago, some might make excuses and say it was youthful ignorance, that they didn’t think two old guys could beat them and they counted Bobby and Jimmy off, that their ego wouldn’t allow them to take us serious…
Bobby Rose: It wouldn’t be the first time…
Jimmy Lane: Or the last time…
Bunny Love: But it will be for Jamie Matthews and Carter Normandy, see I noticed that Jamie is already looking towards his singles career on Prime, already breaking away from his tag team partner because he knows there will be no tag team success for him and the Premium Posse, he’s not all in with the tag team division, no, he has eyes for singles gold…
Bobby Rose: Jimmy and I are here for TAG TEAM WRESTLING, nothing else and while you can point to our current tag team champions and make the case you can have both I would ask you to take a closer look…
Jimmy Lane: The Diamond Dogs have not wrestled as a tag team since that night on Brawl #555…
Bobby Rose:The injuries Dominic Sanders suffered in his singles match at World Wide 2 caused him to pull out of their first match since Brawl #555 and they will not be back in the ring together until Scars & Stripes...in fact WE had to take their spot on Brawl against The Premium Posse so Brawl would have a tag team match last Monday night…
Jimmy Lane: The tag team championships and division suffer when their champions are 100% committed to tag team wrestling…
Bunny Love: And that’s just what we are, committed to tag team wrestling and we’ll be damned if we lose out on a chance to take those belts to The Premium Posse here tonight. We are going to back up that win on Brawl and stake our claim as the #1 contenders to the EWC Tag Team Champions and then watch and see if it will be The Diamond Dogs or DSR Vol II walking out of Scars & Stripes as the Tag Team Champions…
Bobby Rose: But tonight we back up that win from Monday night…
Jimmy Lane: We prove to ANYONE that still doubts us that it wasn’t a fluke…
Bobby Rose: But a statement, that the Southern Express are ready to become EWC Tag Team Champions of the World…
Bobby and Jimmy high five as the head towards the ring and Bunny gives Lisa a dirty little look
TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
WINNER FACES TAG CHAMPS AT PARABELLUM!
Premium Posse
VS The Southern Express
Watson: There are a LOT of eyes on the EWC tag team division right now, Cid! We have the Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Volume II here tonight, we just heard from The Southern Express and up next, we have a HUGE tag team match to help set the stage for Parabellum.
Sydney: You’re damn right about this one, Watson. Tonight’s winner will face the Tag Team Champions for a chance to solidify themselves as the dominant duo here in EWC.
Watson: A win tonight would be a HUGE step into the spotlight for one of these teams.
Sydney: Spotlight? This shit ain’t about a spotlight, Watson. This is about gold and glory. Blood, sweat, and tears. Let’s throw it over to Starr to start the match...
Starr: The following tag team showcase match is scheduled for one fall...
On the MacTron screen, the words -HERE THEY COME- are displayed as ‘The Boys in the Bright White Sports Car’ begins, Matthews and Normandy roll out in a white, convertible 1996 Chevrolet Corvette. The car stops halfway down the ramp, Matthews leans down and presses a button on the radio, the entrance music changes to ‘Pretty Fly For A White Guy’ and the lighting suddenly switches with strobes and lasers flying everywhere at the top of the ramp. Matthews is by the ring now and throws his bandanna into the crowds then slides in the ring. Normandy removes his suit jacket and throws it over his shoulder, he walks the rest of the way to the ring GQ style with his eyebrows arched and a big shit eating grin on his mustached face. He looks at Matthews doing an incredibly silly two step shuffle while blowing kisses and winking to the women in the audience. Normandy rolls up his sleeves and tries to talk strategy with his partner who's too busy dancing away to notice.
Starr: Introducing first, from a place called Slick Avenue, weighing in at a loosely estimated 755 pounds, the six time Off Television Tag Team Champions of Virginia, the three time nominated WJKV Men of the Year… PREMIUM POSSE!
The electric guitar kicks in to 'Stranglehold' as the crowd gets to their feet. Some of the older women in the crowd start to scream like they did when they were younger as Bunny Love walks out onto the stage and is quickly followed by Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane.
Starr: Being accompanied to the ring by Bunny Love, from Nashville, Tennessee... Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane... THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!
Bunny leads the way as the pair reach out and high five with the fans as they walk to the ring. Bunny marches up the steps and steps through the ropes as Bobby and Jimmy climb up onto the apron and step through the ropes and head to opposite corners. They climb up to the middle turnbuckle to toss out bandannas to the crowd as Bunny stands in the middle of the ring pointing to both Bobby and Jimmy.
DING DING DING
Bobby Rose and Jamie Matthews are first to face off in the ring. Jamie strikes a pose for the crowd in an attempt to burn Bobby. A mix of cheers and jeers echoes from the crowd as Jamie moves a little closer to Bobby and taunts him verbally. The audience can’t quite hear it, but Bobby just looks confused. A frustrated Jamie continues his taunt, hoping it will land better this time. Bobby again shakes his head and the crowd begins to laugh. Bubbling over with frustration, Jamie launches forward for a strike, but it gets countered by Bobby Rose into a DDT. The crowd goes wild as Matthews grabs his neck in agony and struggles back to his feet. Bobby grabs him by the shoulder and tags his partner Jimmy. They switch places with Jimmy grabbing Jamie and getting him into a suplex position. Bobby Rose climbs to the middle turnbuckle and nails Matthews with a crossbody. He goes for a pin… 1… KICKOUT!
Watson: The Southern Express is looking in control right now, Cid. Do you think Premium Posse can step up their game?
Sydney: Are you kidding me, Watson? Of COURSE they can. They’re ready for anyone, any time. Just wait. You’ll see...
Jimmy heads over to pick Jamie off the mat, but before he can get too close, Matthews hits hip with a fist straight on top of his foot. Jimmy, shocked by the sudden toe pain, backs up a bit to regain his composure. Jamie has just enough time to scramble to his feet and tag in Carter Normandy. Normandy is pumped and rearing for action as he hits the ropes and clocks Jimmy with a hard clothesline. He looks over at Bobby in the corner and gives a little taunt as Bobby blinks his eyes a few times from the sudden impact on the ground. Normandy seems in control now and gives a little signal to Jamie. Jamie starts making a commotion in the corner about Bunny Love! Bunny’s not even doing anything but Jamie is pointing and arguing. Jimmy is finally to his feet and swings for a Haymaker on Normandy. But Carter ducks JUST in time and drops to a knee… he NAILS Jimmy in the jewels with a low blow! The ref was completely distracted! He goes for the cover on The Southern Express as Jamie points to the ref to start the count… 1… 2… KICKOUT!
Watson: OH MY! That could have been it! The sneaky Premium Posse clearly came in with a game plan to win today by any means necessary.
Sydney: Well Watson… you do what it takes to get on top and STAY on top in this business. The ref should open his eyes and do his job better. I don’t blame them one bit for trying to end it there.
Normandy is clearly frustrated the tactic was not successful. He gets up and drags Jimmy to his feet. He goes for an Irish whip, but Jimmy counters and sends Carter flying into the corner of The Southern Express. Jimmy tags Bobby back in and they’re prepping to get “IN YOUR FACE!” Both Bobby and Jimmy grab a hold of an arm of their kneeling opponent, they each raise their arm into the air and drop it, turning towards him and driving their knee into Normandy’s face. Bobby goes for the cover, but Jamie leaps from his corner and breaks up the pin on the count of two. As the ref is sending him back to the corner, Carter looks like he’s ready to strike BOTH MEN with a low blow while the ref is distracted! But before he can execute, Bunny shouts “WATCH OUT!” and the attack misses. Instead, The Southern Express counters and… IT’S GOOD NIGHT TIME! Jimmy holds Carter in a tombstone pile-driver position as Bobby jumps up and springboards off the top rope and spikes him down to the mat! Bunny trips up Jamie as he tries to break up the pin! Bobby covers…
1…
2..
3!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winners, via pinfall... THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS!
Watson: Well tie me to a spit and call me Sally, Cid. The Southern Express is on their way for a shot at the titles at Parabellum!
Sydney: Wow, Watson. I think we are in for a hell of a match. I thought the Posse would pull out a “W” but The Southern Express really brought their best stuff today. I can’t say otherwise, unfortunately.
Watson: Well don’t you worry, Cid. A match I KNOW you’ve been waiting for is coming up next. We have Brett Kennedy vs. Sebastian Connor in the Battle of the Assholes. Stay tuned!
The camera cuts backstage to Lisa Goldrush.
Lisa Goldrush: Please welcome at this time, ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love…
The camera pulls back to show a smiling Buddy Love standing next to Lisa Goldrush
Lisa Goldrush: Buddy, tonight Killjoy Ito faces off with Prime’s El Pablo in a rematch of their Prime #061 match…
But Buddy holds up his hand
Buddy Love: Lisa, Lisa, Lisa...so quick to jump into bed and get right to the action that you just want to skip right over all the foreplay…
Lisa eyes open a little at Buddy’s statement
Buddy Love: How can I start to talk about tonight and not discuss the events of FSW #097, EWC US Champion came to Daly City and Killjoy Ito planted his knee right in the pretty little face of Samantha Hamilton and dropped her like a bad habit for the 1,2,3…
Buddy holds up three fingers
Buddy Love: Just like I said he would, be beat the US Champion and where is she…
Buddy looks around
Buddy Love: Not on the card that’s for sure, she tucked her tail and ran back to the safe confines of Rampage, smart move on her part and lucky for her the EWC has this archaic rule in place prohibiting Killjoy from earning a title shot after beating a champion all because he’s view as a FUTURE star...well hot damn if he’s a FUTURE star what does that make Samantha Hamilton…
Buddy shrugs
Buddy Love: I guess she’s just a EWC Champion that can’t hang with a star of tomorrow, I’m not going to lie to you Lisa, Killjoy was annoyed with this idea that Samantha Hamilton was viewed as a ‘challenge’ for him, she hadn’t done HALF of what Killjoy has done in the EWC yet he’s seen as an afterthought because what, he’s not on Brawl...not on Rampage? What’s that say on how the FSW and Prime is viewed around here? FSW #097 should have been a wake up call to those higher ups in the EWC that the FSW isn’t developmental, that our stars here can hang AND BEAT those on the main brands and maybe had Candy gotten the job done it would have...yet she lost to Scorpio and hurt the movement...I hope she fairs better tonight, I really do Lisa...for all of FSW…
Buddy looks into the camera
Buddy Love: We are rooting for you Candy, this isn’t BS, as much as I love Ace King I can put my fandom aside for what’s best for ALL of the FSW and that’s our FSW Champion taking down the EWC X-Division Champion...I’d even offer my services out there if I thought you’d take it...but a last she’s not the most trusting person in the world, always thinks people have an ulterior motive, I guess that happens when you were a stripper in your early years, always mindful of where the customer is going to STICK that single...but that’s her cross to bare…
Lisa looks shocked at Buddy who doesn’t seem to take notice
Buddy Love: So onto tonight, I can’t tell you how excited I am Lisa that El Pablo is in the building, sure I wish it was to face someone else, had it been I would have been front row cheering him on but he’s here on invitation of our GM, Mr. Chris Brock to be the next challenge for Killjoy and while I’m sure you can understand Killjoy’s annoyance with the idea of someone he already beat this year being viewed as a ‘challenge’ on his path to FSW #100 he knows what must be done here tonight. El Pablo, love him as I do, is a roadblock, put in our way on our path to FSW #100 and we need to smash through it. We’ve been picking up steam here in the FSW ever since we signed on the dotted line Lisa and all roads lead to FSW #100 and that FSW Championship match against Candy…
Buddy smiles into the camera
Buddy Love: Killjoy wants to back up that statement win over Samantha Hamilton with taking out a former Indy Champion and world wide icon like El Pablo, to show the fans of the FSW that there isn’t ANYTHING more important to him than that FSW Championship, he knows beating El Pablo tonight will upset many of the younger FSW fans and me but it’s a life lesson for them and me, that in life you have to put aside your fandom for what’s best for your career. I’d love to get a picture with El Pablo and Ace King after the show but I understand after what Killjoy does to El Pablo that I might not be his favorite person to see…
Bunny Love: Just show him your mask and Over The Rainbow poster...that might help…
From off camera Buddy’s sister Bunny Love and The Southern Express walk into frame.
Buddy Love: Sis, so happy you could make it to Daly City, Bobby, Jimmy welcome back to Daly City…
Buddy smiles at the trio
Buddy Love: It’s been a LOVEfest here in Daly City the past few days Lisa, Bunny and I have been talking and decided to put our differences aside and support on another…
Bunny Love: To help one another in tasks that might be...unpleasant for us to deal with but easy for the other…
Bunny Love: To show people that in life, all you need is LOVE...and the more LOVE you have the better…
Bunny and Buddy smile as they look at Killjoy’s locker room door open and Killjoy steps out, followed by Jun Yao, who’s here tonight discussing his upcoming Thunder match against Jason Hunter…
Buddy Love: Please, use Killjoy’s locker to watch the match sis, you as well Bobby and Jimmy, Jun is also going to watch from in there, get to know each other, bond...have a nice night and we will see you all in a little bit…
Buddy smiles as Killjoy walks over and pats him on the back and looks at Bunny and The Southern Express who give him a fist bump and a nod. The two walk off camera and head towards the ring as Jun, Bunny and The Southern Express head back into Killjoy’s locker room.
We fade back from commercial to .. someone's house? The latest episode of FSW is playing on the TV screen in the living room and two people are sitting on the couch, one stuffing his face with Flaming Hot Cheetos as the camera pans around.
JFS: This is bullshit! They should not be making Candy do this! She should be training for her match with Killjoy, and the GMs are making her fight all these heavy hitters? This is some BULLSHIT!
Carley California: Mmmmmhmmm.
His phone starts vibrating with an UNKNOWN NUMBER, and he shakes his head.
JFS: Why the fuck do these telemarketers keep calling WHILE I WATCH TV?! I keep telling them that enlargement pump was a false charge I won't pay it------
The phone keeps persisting.
Carley: Jordan, I think you'd better answer the phone.
He looks over at her, curious. He looks at the Indy Championship for a second, and then back to his phone. He takes the call.
JFS: Hello?
“Perfection Through Silence” by Finch plays over the loudspeaker and the crowd goes wild! Wes Walker walks out from behind the curtain in his normal street clothes, t-shirt, jeans, and sandals. He’s got the North American Title firmly on his shoulder. He looks around to the crowd, takes a deep breath and smiles as he walks down the ramp. He high fives and shakes hands all down the path towards the ring. Wes takes his time and walks up the steps and gets into the ring. He calls for a microphone and gets one tossed up to him. He raises the title above his head with his other hand and the crowd goes wild once more.
Wes Walker: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to F…S…W!!!!
The crowd roars with excitement.
Wes Walker: We have got so many exciting matches for you tonight, FSW has some of the best talent in all of EWC and the other wrestlers are seeing that. Which is why tonight the X-Division Champion himself, Ace King is here!
A quick Ace King chant starts.
Wes Walker: But unfortunately, you will not be seeing me wrestle tonight. A scattering of boos. I know, I know. The last month has been very difficult for me. And I will not be making any excuses for why I lost to Robbie Rayder and Mercenary, but clearly my brain hasn’t been as focused on wrestling as it needs to be. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to help the community fight this horrible virus and also trying to better understand it myself. At one point in my life I thought it was my dream to be a doctor. So when the entire world was focused on the medical profession, I found it hard to not concentrate on it myself. But now, we’re starting to come out of this. States across the country are opening back up and I am more focused on the FSW than ever.
Wes Walker: That’s why I wanted to come out here tonight to see all of you awesome fans even though I wasn’t wrestling. I wanted to let you know that at FSW #99 I am going to be back and better than ever. I am ready for whatever comes my way!
“Hard Time” by Seinabo Sey blasts over the loudspeaker. Wes looks up confused. The crowd has a huge pop! Ezio DeLuca comes out from behind the curtain with a microphone and a huge smile on his face.
Ezio DeLuca: Oh Wes, Wes, Wes… making excuses again, cutie? Sure as shit sounds like it. Sounds like you’re trying to blame your losses on… what exactly? Your conscience? Your virtuosity? You wanted to be a doctor one day so… your empathy is getting in the way of you getting your wins, babe? How unfortunate. Now, I’ll admit… I’ve taken a loss recently, it’s true. But I’m not the “so-called” champion right now. That’s “supposed” to be you. And on top of what I HAVE ALREADY accomplished this year in FSW… my family’s restaurant is keeping first responders fed all over the state of Rhode Island right now. We’ve been pumping out family-style dishes and fresh pasta like it’s our job. Because… well… IT IS OUR JOB.
Ezio DeLuca: The FSW deserves someone holding that belt that does their job... and I think the job description includes winning a match every once in a while, right cutie? My family could have asked me to come home and help my community get through these unfathomable times… but they don’t because they understand what my job is now. It’s to be here… work hard… take that title from you… and do it with honor. Because that’s how they fucking raised me, Westerly.
Wes readjusts the North American Title squarely on his shoulder and lifts the mic to talk.
Wes Walker: Oh give me break Ezio. You’ve had chance after to chance to make a push at this title. You couldn’t handle the pressure. I said I wasn’t making any excuses for my recent struggles. I’m not hiding away from another. I’m the longest reigning champion in the EWC right now. I’ve successfully defended this title twice already and I’m happy to do it again. I haven’t come close to peaking in my career and the past month was just a learning experience that I needed to get better. The FSW knows what a champion looks like because they’ve been looking at me for a long time and will keep looking at me.
Ezio DeLuca: Look at you, cutie? You’re so boring that you couldn’t keep their attention if you were the last sparkly Queen marching in this year’s Pride parade. But screw it! If you’re so confident, defend that title against ME… right here… right now.
Wes Walker: I’m already in the ring big boy, bring it on.
Wes drops his title to the mat as Ezio charges into the ring and the two men start trading punches back and forth. A group of referees run into the ring and try to break up the fight. Chris Brock is behind them with a microphone.
Chris Brock: Ezio! Wes! Stop right now you will both be suspended!
Wes and Ezio, still struggling with the referees to get at each other, look up towards Brock.
Chris Brock: This is not the time for this! Wes, you know that you are defending that title very very soon, and Ezio you know you are the current number one contender. You two are going to get your chance to face each other. And then right after that either Mercenary or Robbie will be waiting. The North American title scene is one of the hottest in all of EWC right now and it’s because of the drive and passion of wrestlers like you, Ezio and its because of the legacy and prestige that folks like you Wes have brought to the title. So I can’t think of a better place to have this fight happen than at FSW 100!
The crowd goes crazy at the news.
Chris Brock: For now, why don’t you boys just place nice. There will be plenty of opportunity to rip each others head off VERY soon.
The scene fades out as Wes and Ezio stare each other down with three referees each hold them back.
SINGLES MATCH
BATTLE OF THE ASSHOLES!
Brett Kennedy
VS Sebastian Conner
Watson: Well that was certainly entertaining. Wes Walker and Ezio DeLuca for the North American Championship at FSW 100!
Sydney: That show is already going to be one of the best and we don't even know the whole card yet!
Watson: Coming up next is the battle of the as....
Sydney: Oh don't say it Watson! That just shows too much disrespect to these fine competitors in FSW!
Watson: Well coming up next is Brett Kennedy vs Sebastian Conner! Should be a great contest, who do you like in this match?
Sydney: I can't be forced to pick a side, both wrestlers are evenly matched, we'll see who I pick once the match gets going.
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall!, Introducing first, from parts unknown, weighing in at 216 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. Before Isabella Starr can announce his opponent, we cut too...
Hey…. HEY! Cut the music, cut it!
The arena’s sound system is blasted around the arena, and the MacTron’s screen is cut from a classic FSW screen to the face of Brett Kennedy, donning a black leather jacket. Kennedy, smiling through the whole thing, seems to be directing the camera into the right position, muttering unknown words, as they’re too quiet to hear. He finally lets go of the camera when the background shows a flat, grey brick wall. He gives the cameraman the ‘OK’ sign from his hand, and takes in a deep breath closing his eyes.
Kennedy: ‘Hi, Sebastian. Good to see you, buddy. Now, you’re probably wondering why I’m not going down to the ring, and I’m still backstage in this dingy, decrepit arena that desperately needs upgrades everywhere. Well, let me explain to you a little something.
Like I’ve said numerous times already, so everyone can understand what I’m doing, I’m here to make FSW legitimate. Something that it might have seen before, maybe not. But people get bored when they watch this product, they change the channel to reality shows because two ugly bimbos from New Jersey bickering about who’s got the bigger set of tits is more entertaining than an episode of FSW.
And Brett Kennedy is the breath of fresh air that this show needs.’
Kennedy: ‘However, if I’m going to start this change for FSW’s own good, I can’t start it with Sebastian Conner. It would be a complete waste of my time, and the fans’ time. If battering up a past-his-prime talent that can’t get any job done in the last little while, and I heard this from his ex-girlfriend, is a start of a movement, then nothing’s going to happen afterwards. No shock wave, no aftermath, no follow up from elsewhere. I would be fighting an uphill battle. So, why do I need to start from the bottom to get things done, when I can worry about someone more important than this piece of shit in the ring right now. You’re in the middle of the show, everyone leaves their seats and takes a piss when you talk.’
Kennedy laughs maniacally, and does a 360 degree spin around.
Kennedy: ‘SO, with all of that being said, I’m not going to that ring tonight. Waste of time, waste of energy, with a waste of space. Go ahead, Mercer. Count me out, give me the forfeit loss, do whatever you need to get this whole thing over with. I’ll take the loss, it’s not like anybody gives a flying shit about win-loss records in the EWC anyways. Nobody pays attention to the ‘Under Armour Elite Fifteen... by Under Armour’. Nobody buys their shit anyways, they still go for Nike.Put me in a match with someone more important, Brock. For your sake, and the show’s. Fuck you.’
Sebastian Conner: You absolute shit! This isn't over Kennedy!
Conner drops the mic
There’s a mixed reception as we cut backstage with X-Division and Tag Team Champion Ace King walking through the backstage area, his gold adorning both his shoulders. As he roams the hallways en route to the locker room, a rapid clicking of heels emerges from out of nowhere, followed by the voice of Lisa Goldrush from behind.
Ace King, under his breath: Ah fuck, here we go...
Lisa Goldrush: Ace, do you have a minute?
‘The Gambler’ closes his eyes and offers an exasperated exhale, perhaps knowing this was coming. He puts on a brave face as he turns his attention back to the FSW interviewer.
Ace King: Sure, why not?
Lisa Goldrush: Perfect. Obviously, this is your first time back in the ring since your susp-
She hardly has the words out of her mouth before Ace gently covers the microphone, shaking his head softly.
Ace King: Not tonight. I’m not hiding from any of that, believe me, but that’s not what tonight is about. I’m simply here as a guy trying to find his way back, and being in the ring and doing what I do best is part of that process.
The dual Champion’s face scrunches up a bit as he carefully ponders his next words.
Ace King: I don’t know why it came as such a shock to people that I’m actually human and make mistakes like anybody else, because I’ve never pretended to be anything more. I crossed a line, plain and simple. Do I regret saying what I said? Of course I do, but it’s out there and can’t be taken back, so all I can do is educate myself and be better going forward.
Ace shakes his head, perhaps still in disbelief over what’s gone on recently as he focuses on Lisa one more time.
Ace King: Tonight is part of that process. My brain has been in so many different places the last few weeks that I couldn’t keep track of them all if I wanted to. While I certainly have my history with Candy, very little of it positive in my record book, it pales in comparison to the war I wage in my brain. Getting back in the ring is part of trying to better myself as a person, because it’s where I feel like I can still be something in spite of the trouble my mouth gets me in sometimes. Candy will be a hell of a challenge, nobody would ever deny that… But for me, just getting back in the ring and trying to move forward will be a victory in and of itself.
With that, Ace simply shrugs his shoulders and walks away, leaving Lisa speechless with the microphone in hand as we cut to…
From outside of the Rayder locker room, Candy is seen standing before the camera with the FSW Championship around her waist.
Candy: As fun as it was sharing Candy on Top with you all, tonight is not a game for me. I need to get myself on the board. To do that, I need to take out Ace’s remaining pair.
Candy glances down and hesitates for only a second before raising the King and Ace of Diamonds.
Candy: Sorry to have to do this to you once again, Ace. But I know just how resilient you can be. So even after this defeat, I know you’ll pick yourself back up and ready to defend the X-Division Championship against Stitches on the next Rampage. I wish you nothing but the best for that. I have no problem with you succeeding as long as it doesn’t come at my expense.
As Candy lets go of the cards, they fall face down on the ground, so you can no longer see what they are.
Candy: Which is why I’ll eliminate what’s left of the Kings and Aces tonight with my very next Candy Crusher!
With that, Candy turns and re-enters the Rayder locker room as cameras focus on the fallen cards.
SINGLES MATCH
El Pablo
VS Killjoy Ito
Watson: Welcome back folks, and what a match we have next Cid! The Technicolour Tenico, El Pablo vs Killjoy Ito in what could be a high flying exhibition of superhero like proportions!
Sydney: Killjoy Ito will employ his martial arts mastery vs El Pablo's high flying wizardry and it should be a great match.
Watson: It has been a wild night of action so far, let's take you down to ringside where Starr will introduce the opponents.
Sydney: Lets go!
Starr: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...
"VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!”
Searchlights scan across the stage and over the raucous crowd as ‘Party Hard’ by Andrew WK begins to blare from the speakers. The driving guitar sets a tone of frenetic energy and excitement before giving way to a simple, repeating piano chord as the MacTron displays the following message:
As the main riff kicks in, El Pablo bursts out through the curtain, tossing a palmful of Skittles into the air. His masked head hides beneath the hood of his self-promoting sleeveless sweatshirt, though a beaming grin is still plainly visible as the Technicolour Tecnico bounces down the ramp towards the ring, bantering and fist-bumping members of the crowd as he goes.
Starr: “Forged in the Talavera Tiles of Puebla City, Mexico… Hardened in the desert sands of Farmington, New Mexico and weighing in at 180lbs...He is the Technicolour Tecnico, and the Leader of the Rainbowlution… ELLLLL PABLOOOOOOOOOO!!!
With his last couple of steps, EP's bouncing turns into a run, as he slides under the bottom rope into the ring. He pops to his feet, then hops over to one of the far corners of the ring, ascending the turnbuckles and tossing another helping of Skittles out into the crowd. After some more gesticulating, EP charges across the ring and repeats on the opposite side, before finally handing his hoodie over to a member of the ring crew and taking up position ready for the match to begin
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.
DING DING DING
El Pablo doesn't waste a second as he sprints across the ring and jumps with a flying cross body, Killjoy catches him and does a backflip into a pin! 1...2... El Pablo kicks out, then kips right up to his feet! He jumps and connects with a frankensteiner that sends Killjoy headfirst into the top turnbuckle then quickly to his back. El Pablo does a one step hop to the second rope, springboards off of it into a split-legged moonsault off of the corner turnbuckles but Killjoy springs up and catches him in a fireman's carry into a gut buster. Killjoy lifts his leg high up over his head then slams his foot down on El Pablo's stomach creating a loud smack making the crowds gasp at the viciousness of the stomp. He grabs El Pablo's hair and hauls him to his feet, then slams him back down fast with a lightning fast spinning karate chop to the neck! He falls to pin him 1...2.... Pablo kicks out and Killjoy grabs him in a headlock.
Watson: Fast action as expected from both of these competitors! I don't think El Pablo was quite ready for the martial arts mastery of Killjoy Ito, Sydney!
Sydney: Well El Pablo isn't about to give up now, he's working his way out of this headlock and both men are on their feet.
El Pablo gives Killjoy elbow shots to the stomach to break the headlock, he then throws him off of the ropes, he bounces off of the near ropes and runs at him, Pablo does a fast spinning elbow but Killjoy does a front flip right over him to avoid it then springboards off of the ropes with a dropkick that nails Pablo in the chest! Killjoy bounces off of the ropes again looking for an elbow drop but Pablo kips up then leapfrogs over Killjoy, they both bounce off the ropes, Killjoy falls sideways on his stomach for Pablo to hop over him but the Luchadore does a fancy hand over hand right over his back, then kicks the ropes and does a back hand over hand but Killjoy is standing now and grabs him in a rear waist lock that he turns into a bridging tiger suplex but Pablo does another backflip at the very last second landing on his feet! He bounces off of the ropes and runs fast, he nails Killjoy Ito with a hard clothesline sending him toppling right over the ropes to the outside! Pablo bounces off of the ropes and runs, he jumps and springboards off of the top ropes into a shooting star press to the outside....that Killjoy reverses into a devastating DDT right on the padded mats!! The crowds immediately start chanting Holy Shit, Holy Shit!
Watson: Oh my god! Did you see that?! Killjoy may have just killed El Pablo here tonight!
Sydney: Look at this replay, oooohhh what a hard landing, right on the top of his head! He could have a broken neck Watson, that was absolutely brutal!
Killjoy picks up the lifeless El Pablo as the fans as still buzzing from the insane reversal, he irish whips him so hard that El Pablo does a front flip right into the side of the steel steps, causing them to detach and fall making a loud bang. Killjoy stands on the bottom portion of the steel steps, The ref is leaning and counting loudly now, warning him to take it back inside the ring, Killjoy picks up El Pablo into a Last Ride Powerbomb then jumps sideways so he plants his opponent flat on his back on the bottom steel steps making another loud crash! Killjoy rolls El Pablo in the ring. He nods to the crowd that it is indeed over, then falls on El Pablo 1....2.....he rests his foot on the ropes! The fans let out a loud cheer as everyone thought he was toast for sure. Killjoy seems annoyed at this, he quickly picks up El Pablo by the hair, he knees him hard in the stomach, dropping El Pablo to his knees, Killjoy bounces off of the ropes and runs fast at him with Kettei-da (Killshot) but Pablo ducks! He immediately applies The Tijuana Crabcake! The arm-trap single-leg crab signature submission hold of La Familia Volando has Killjoy in trouble in the middle of the ring! Killjoy claws his way to the ropes eventually and the referee breaks the hold. El Pablo collapses to the canvas, every last ounce of his strength was put into the submission, Killjoy staggers over, he picks up El Pablo in a suplex position, he holds him up there for a good ten seconds before dropping him down with the Burakkuauto brain buster! Killjoy hooks the leg then presses his forearm into El Pablo's face, 1.....2.....3!!
DING DING DING
Starr: And your winner, via Pin Fall... Killjoy Ito!
Watson: Wow! I can't believe he applied that amazing submission move in the state he was in! What a showing of heart by El Pablo! But it just wasn't enough as Killjoy overcame it and landed a devastating brain buster suplex that ended Pablo's night!
Sydney: I don't even know how El Pablo survived that DDT counter and powerbomb on the steel steps! That was a great match Watson, hopefully, we'll see more of these two against each other in the future!
The camera cuts away from the ring and backstage to the sounds of screaming and chaos, the cameraman runs around the corner and into Killjoy Ito’s locker room to find a bloody and beaten Jun Yao, on his knees begging held up by Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane as Bunny Love stands over him
Bunny Love: WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALK IN HERE AND BULLY MY BROTHER AND MAKE HIM HAND KILLJOY OVER TO YOU BECAUSE THE STUPID CLUB DOESN’T LIKE HOW LUNA ‘WHO GIVES A FUCK’ WAS TREATED? YOU THINK YOU CAN HOLD A MATCH OVER KILLJOY’S HEAD AND SAY ‘IF YOU WANT IT NO BUDDY LOVE’?
Bunny slaps Jun across the face
Bunny Love: FUCK YOU AND THE CLUB!!! YOU RUN YOUR LITTLE ASS BACK YO JASON HUNTER AND ALL THOSE OTHER GOOFS IN THE F.A.M.I.L.Y. IF THEY DON’T LIKE THE WAY THEY WERE TREATED YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND US!!!
Bunny slaps Jun again hard across the face
Bunny Love: AND AS FOR YOU, YOUR SERVICES ARE NO LONGER NEEDED, YOU ARE NOT WELCOMED HERE ANYMORE JUN GOT IT!!!!
Bunny slaps him again hard across the face
Bunny Love: YOU GAVE KILLJOY UP!!! YOU HANDED HIM TO MY FATHER BECAUSE YOU COULDN’T PROVIDE FOR HIM ANYMORE!!! MY FATHER AND BUDDY HAS MADE KILLJOY INTO A STAR HERE IN THE EWC AND YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST COME IN HERE, ON THE EVE OF FSW #100 WITH THIS BULLSHIT ABOUT A THUNDER MATCH...YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!!
Bunny slaps Jun again, blood starts to dips from his nose and mouth
Bunny Love: THIS PROVES YOU DON’T CARE ABOUT HIM, YOU ARE LIKE ONE OF THOSE LOSER PARENTS YOU GIVE THEIR KID UP ONLY TO SEE THAT HE’S BECOME SUCCESSFUL LATER IN LIFE AND THEN TRY AND WEASEL YOUR WAY INTO HIS LIFE NOW THAT HE’S MADE SOMETHING OF HIMSELF!!!
Bunny turns and grabs a chair, she folds it up and walks back to Jun
Bunny Love: IF JASON WANTS A MATCH WITH KILLJOY AT THUNDER IT WILL BE UNDER OUR STIPULATIONS!!!!
Buddy Love: BUNNY!!!
Buddy Love and Killjoy enter the room and Killjoy takes a look at what’s happening as Buddy grabs the chair away from his sister before she can crown Jun with it
Buddy Love: What are you doing?
Bunny Love: WHAT YOU COULDN’T OR WOULDN’T BROTHER, I’M ENDING JUN’S PARTNERSHIP WITH US HERE AND NOW, so...if you’re not going to use that chair...THAN GIVE IT BACK TO ME!!!
Buddy looks at his sister and then at the chair and then to Killjoy...who smiles…
Buddy Love: Please tell Jason Hunter we send our warmest regards…
Buddy pulls back the chair and slams it down on the head of Jun who goes limp and crumbles to the floor as Bobby and Jimmy let him go...Buddy looks back at Killjoy who pats him on the shoulder and nods...
SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE MATCH
Ace King
VS Candy
Watson: Alright, everybody. It's time for our Main Event.
Sydney: And what a Main Event it is!
Watson: Our FSW Champion will take on the EWC X-Division Champion and one-half of the EWC Tag Team Champions Ace King. This may be one of the best matches we have ever had on FSW television.
Sydney: I don't exactly know who to root for. You have FSW's own and OUR champion, Candy. But she's just such a doofus. And then you have one of the most prolific Champions of all time in the EWC, Ace King. But he's an outsider to our world.
Watson: Well, how about instead of cheering for somebody you call it down the middle like an unbiased commentator.
Sydney: ...
Watson: Or say nothing at all! Isabella!
Starr: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is your FSW Ninety-Eight MAIN EVENT!
"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they give a mixed reaction as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through The Cow Palace. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and gold spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.
Starr: Introducing first... making his way to the ring... FROM Las Vegas, Nevada... weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds... He is the EWC X-Division Champion and one-half of the EWC Tag Team Champions... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as the one and only Ace King rises from a platform through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, soaking in the ovation with his championships draped over his shoulder. But the roar isn't necessarily a roar for Ace King. Although there are those who are cheering for him, 'The Gambler' stays on a knee as chants fill The Cow Palace.
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
He takes the titles down to look at them for a few seconds. He takes a deep breath and walks to the ring, calmly interacting with some fans all the way down the ramp.
He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with gold pyro exploding from the turnbuckles as he dives in under the bottom rope. He spins up onto one knee and stares out into the crowd before getting to his feet and hoisting his championships up for all to see. Once he hands the belts to the referee, he gets his game face on while waiting on Candy.
Watson: Well, Cid. We are so used to seeing Ace King on Fridays and Mondays. It sure is a treat to see him here on Wednesday!
Sydney: A treat for who? These people seem to have their minds set on who they want to win this thing!
The chants for "F-S-DUB!" continue as Ace's music fades. He looks around The Cow Palace soaking in the chants as he continues to wait. Finally, after about thirty seconds, "I Want Candy" by Aaron Carter starts to play throughout The Cow Palace. Fans immediately start to cheer as Candy emerges from the back all smiles. She does a little dance at the top of the stage. As Candy finishes showing off her moves, she stands at the top of the ramp for moment as she points to the FSW Championship around her waist.
Starr: His opponent... making her way to the ring from Candyland... please welcome your FSW CHAMPION... 'The Sweet Treat'... CAAAAAANDYYYYYY!!
After her name is announced, Candy begins skipping her way down the aisle as she tags the outstretched hands along the way. She circles half the ring before climbing up on the apron. As she takes a seat on it, Candy blows a kiss into the crowd. She then lays back and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Once she's on her feet again, Candy unstraps the title from her waits and shows it off to the cheering crowd as she waits for her music to subside.
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
F-S-DUB!
Watson: This crowd has not stopped! They are all for their FSW Champion Candy!
Sydney: As am I! But, also... go Ace King.
Watson: You just can't help yourself, can you?
Sydney: Of course not.
Watson: This should really be quite the match. Ace King has had a couple of ups-and-downs in 2020, and yet his ups have counted so much more. X-Division Championship. Tag Team Championships. This man is a winner.
Sydney: And then Candy, of course, returned to gold when she beat Stitches for the FSW Championship. This battle could go either way and I cannot wait to see who wins!
DING DING DING
Ace starts off offering Candy a respectful handshake. Candy shrugs and takes his hand, shaking it. Ace backs off and shakes his shoulders and arms out. He goes after Candy, trying to lock up. Candy, knowing better, ducks out of the way. She drives a shin-kick to his midsection and puts him in a side headlock. Ace drives her into the ropes and sends her off to the opposite side of the ring. Ace leapfrogs Candy. Candy runs through. Ace drops to his back. Candy bounces back right into a monkey flip from Ace. Candy lands on her feet! She turns around. Ace gets up. A dropkick from Candy connects right on King’s jaw! King rolls over and sits on his rear as Candy gets up to her feet and stretches her arms out wide, the crowd going wild!
CAN-DY!
CAN-DY!
CAN-DY!
CAN-DY!
Ace smirks as he makes his way up to his feet. He looks at her and lunges forward with a side headlock of his own. She slithers out and grabs his arm, putting him in a hammerlock. Ace reaches over his back, trying to grab her by the head, but she is too short. Candy tries to lift Ace off of the ground, but his feet barely lift off of the surface. Ace reaches back and drills her in the side of the head with an elbow. Candy stumbles away. Ace turns and shakes his arm out. He grabs her and picks her up with a scoop slam. Ace then grabs her leg for a single-leg Boston Crab, but she quickly wiggles over to the ropes. Ace immediately breaks the hold and backs off.
Sydney: Not much going in either direction here, so far.
Watson: Both of these Champions are Champions for a reason. They are two of the best this company has ever seen. Both are former Undisputed Champions. Candy is a former Indy Champion. Ace King is the longest-reigning Champion of all time with a United States Championship reign of seven hundred and seventy-seven days! THESE TWO ARE THE EWC!
Sydney: Okay, mate. Calm your arse!
Candy gets back up to her feet. King wastes no time and goes for a clothesline. Candy ducks. She nails him in the chin with a forearm. And another. And another. She goes to Irish-whip Ace into the opposite corner. Ace reverses. Candy smacks her back against the turnbuckle but explodes out of the corner with momentum and spears Ace! She covers him.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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Ace kicks out.
Watson: Finally some offense mounted, Cid.
Sydney: And this crowd is loving every bit of it!
Candy gets up quickly, trying to keep the momentum. Ace is up to his feet, too. Ace rushes her with another clothesline and, once again, Candy ducks. She takes him down with a drop toe hold and then turns it into an STF!
Watson: Look at that! A submission hold by Candy!
Sydney: Very brilliant! She is neutralizing the bigger man. If she can keep him grounded, she can find a way to win this match. She loses the size advantage and the strength advantage, but she sure can match wits, quickness, and technicality with The Gambler!
Watson: Wait a second. What the hell?
There’s a mixed reaction from the crowd as Cora Whittaker suddenly emerges from the back. She approaches ringside and smacks the canvas.
Cora: COME ON ACE!
Watson: It appears Cora Whittaker is out here to cheer on her boyfriend’s tag team partner.
Sydney: What a dame! Why wouldn’t she be here? As was said on Rampage Friday night, business must go on. She is making sure the Diamond Dogs continue to roll, whether it’s in singles action or tag team competition.
Cora smacks the mat cheering Ace on as Candy gives her a bit of a “why are you here?” type of look. Ace uses his strength to crawl his way to the ropes and the hold must be broken. As Candy backs off, Ace sits up onto his rear and shakes his leg out. Cora comes over to him and pats him on the shoulder. He looks at her awkwardly and quirks a brow.
Watson: It sure seems like Ace King is almost put off by Cora being here.
Sydney: So ungrateful!
As Candy rushes Ace looking for a basement dropkick on the distracted Ace, Cora shoves Ace aside, causing Candy to fall flat on her back hard. Ace asks Cora to knock it off. Cora shouts back at him something about getting Candy. The referee then exits the ring, gets in Cora’s face and ejects her from ringside! Cora loses her mind!
Watson: There we go! Exactly what needs to happen.
Sydney: Not fair! She was just consulting one of her clients!
Watson: Her client?! Ace King is not one of Cora’s clients!
As Cora leaves ringside. Ace gets up and picks Candy up off of the mat. He twists her over and drops her with a neckbreaker. Candy grabs her head and Ace covers.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Candy! Ace gets up and decides to stay on the attack. He picks Candy up and drops her with a sit-out powerbomb. He covers.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Candy again!
Watson: Ace King has picked up the tempo here. He is relentlessly trying to win this match, now.
Ace is up to his feet. He gets up onto the turnbuckle and waits. Candy gets up to her feet eventually, but is met immediately with a diving European uppercut. Ace then gets up and signals that it’s about to be over.
Watson: Could this be it? Is Ace King about to put away the FSW Champion?
Sydney: Possibly, but Candy probably has an ace up her sleeve!
Watson: You really…
Sydney: I really went there.
Ace lifts Candy up. She throws a few shots into his stomach. Ace stumbles backwards. She jumps up, looking for a hurricanrana. Ace drops her into another sit-out powerbomb instead! He gets up and picks her up. BLACKJACK BOMB! He covers.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Starr: Here is your winner… the X-Division and Tag Team Champion… ACE KIIIING!
Ace sits there as the referee hands him his two Championships. He grabs the FSW Championship from his hand instead. He gets up and picks Candy up off of the ground. He holds her up as he hands her the FSW Championship. The crowd gives them both a round of applause.
Watson: Some great sportsmanship from Ace King!
Sydney: Blah! It makes me queasy! He beat her, he doesn't have to kiss her ass while he's at it!
Watson: It's called being a good sport Cid! Something that you would nothing about!
Sydney: I'll have you know that I wrote the book on sports!
Watson: Wait, sports? like.... ALL sports?
Sydney: I said what I said.
Just as Candy and Ace are speaking in the ring, paying each other compliments on a match well wrestled, "One Missed Call theme (2008)" starts to blare throughout the PA system.
Watson: What in the hell? Is someone in the production truck playing a joke here?
Just as it seems that this may actually be a mistake, Stitches the clown walks out of the curtain to a massive amount of boos from the crowd.
Sydney: NOW THIS IS WHAT I WANT TO SEE TIM!!!
Stitches has a weird, almost whimsical smile on his face as he begins to slow clap at both champions in the ring. He gets about half way down the ramp before stopping and pointing toward the ring. Candy and Ace look at each, motion back and forth trying to figure out who Stitches is pointing at before Ace chuckles, turns toward the carnival clown and raises the X-Division title in the air to a massive cheer from the audience. After a few seconds, he lowers his arm, lays his title on the mat looks to Stitches, almost daring him to come in the ring.
Watson: This is about to get real folks! These two are on a collision course and I can't WAIT to see it! But we are out of time tonight. We will update you all on ewc4life.com if anything else happens. Good night Nation!
The camera fades to...
The camera focuses on a 1977 black and blue Chevy short bed 4X4 pick up truck with Keller still sitting in the back. He stands up and puts the laptop back into the backpack. He jumps out of the truck and ties the cooler and lawn chair back up. Slamming the tailgate close he walks to the front of the truck and climbs in. He fires up the truck and starts to kinda smile to himself.
Keller Grimfang: Now this is going to fun.
The truck speeds off into the night.
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
PARAMOUNT
Queen Melody
EPFTW!
Xavier Reid
Queen Melody
TheSouthernExpress
Ibuki Ito
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: Dominic Sanders
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Wes Walker
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Ezio DeLuca
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Rotten Mark Keaton
MATCH FIVE
WRITER: Rotten Mark Keaton
MATCH Six| MAIN EVENT
WRITER: Dominic Sanders
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
Nightcall Vs Ezio DeLuca
WINNER(S): Ezio DeLuca
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SINGLES MATCH
Mercenary Vs Robbie Rayder
WINNER(S): Robbie Rayder
...
TAG TEAM SHOWCASE
Premium Posse Vs The Southern Express
WINNER(S): The Southern Express
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SINGLES MATCH
Brett Kennedy Vs Sebastian Conner
WINNER(S): Sebastian Conner (via Forfeit)
...
SINGLES MATCH
El Pablo Vs Killjoy Ito
WINNER(S): Killjoy Ito
...
SINGLES MATCH/ NON-TITLE MATCH
Ace King Vs Candy
WINNER(S): Ace King
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Southern Express
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Mercenary Vs Robbie Rayder
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