FN'R #471 - Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Jun 19, 2020 21:21:57 GMT -6
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WARNING: This live event contains strong coarse language (L), and intense violence (V) which may be unsuitable for younger viewers. None of the matches you are about to watch have been predetermined. Only some of the thematic story-lines have been discussed beforehand. Accordingly, EWC and it's producers must insist that no one attempt to recreate or re-enact any match or activity performed in this live event...
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SCARS & STRIPES 2020 GO HOME SHOW
SCARS & STRIPES 2020 GO HOME SHOW
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EPISODE 470
JUNE 5TH 2020
JUNE 5TH 2020
LIVE! From The Rogers Arena in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
EWC RAMPAGE
6.19.2020
Live From The Rogers Arena in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Commentators -
Play-By-Play: Grizzly Duggan
Color: Javier Martinez & Phillip Loydson
Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui
Head Ref: Toyo Yasahiro
Assistant Refs: Mike Michaelson & Pierce Patterson
Backstage Help: Bryan Spade
6.19.2020
Live From The Rogers Arena in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Commentators -
Play-By-Play: Grizzly Duggan
Color: Javier Martinez & Phillip Loydson
Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui
Head Ref: Toyo Yasahiro
Assistant Refs: Mike Michaelson & Pierce Patterson
Backstage Help: Bryan Spade
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Fog spreads throughout the arena, covering the screaming fans as "Another Fight" begins to sound off over the loudspeakers.
"ALRIGHT, HOLD TIGHT
I'M NEVER GONNA LOSE ANOTHER FIGHT"
The fans scream for delight as the MacTron explodes to life. Pyro ignites on the stage.
The camera pans around the arena as fans scream for delight and begin their chants and raise their signs high into the air.
{Scorpio Can Eat My A$$}
{ACE KING SUCC!!!}
{STITCHES!!!!!!!}
{FSW FSW FSW}
{SCARS AND STRIPES RULEZ}
{HI MOM}
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
The camera flashes back to the MacTron which shows the current FN'R roster... Ace King, Alex Carbajal, Alexander Shaw, Armenian Beast, Autumn Raven, Broseph Bio, Carter Normandy, Dalilah Ashe, Iggy Swango, Jackie Layton, Jackson Gunner, Lorelai, Melody Malone, Melon Club, Milenko, Modern Crypt, Nezumi Hazama, Phoenix Winterborn, Samantha Hamilton, Samuel McPherson, Saoirse Maguire and Scorpio.
The MacTron flips back to Ace King both of his titles high before flipping to Samantha Hamilton holding her title high before going back to Scorpio who hugs his Undisputed Championship. Scorpio blows a kiss at the camera as pyro goes off.
And then the camera cuts over to the commentary desk, where Grizzly Duggan stands with a smile. Phillip Loydson sits with a scowl on his face while Omar Martinez is checking his phone. Grizzly sits down, and Omar pockets his phone.
"ALRIGHT, HOLD TIGHT
I'M NEVER GONNA LOSE ANOTHER FIGHT"
The fans scream for delight as the MacTron explodes to life. Pyro ignites on the stage.
The camera pans around the arena as fans scream for delight and begin their chants and raise their signs high into the air.
{Scorpio Can Eat My A$$}
{ACE KING SUCC!!!}
{STITCHES!!!!!!!}
{FSW FSW FSW}
{SCARS AND STRIPES RULEZ}
{HI MOM}
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
The camera flashes back to the MacTron which shows the current FN'R roster... Ace King, Alex Carbajal, Alexander Shaw, Armenian Beast, Autumn Raven, Broseph Bio, Carter Normandy, Dalilah Ashe, Iggy Swango, Jackie Layton, Jackson Gunner, Lorelai, Melody Malone, Melon Club, Milenko, Modern Crypt, Nezumi Hazama, Phoenix Winterborn, Samantha Hamilton, Samuel McPherson, Saoirse Maguire and Scorpio.
The MacTron flips back to Ace King both of his titles high before flipping to Samantha Hamilton holding her title high before going back to Scorpio who hugs his Undisputed Championship. Scorpio blows a kiss at the camera as pyro goes off.
And then the camera cuts over to the commentary desk, where Grizzly Duggan stands with a smile. Phillip Loydson sits with a scowl on his face while Omar Martinez is checking his phone. Grizzly sits down, and Omar pockets his phone.
Duggan: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another exciting episode of Friday Night Rampage. Tonight we are in Vancouver and this crowd is on FIRE!
Loydson: They are loud and proud here tonight Duggan, probably too loud.
Martinez: These Canadian fans sure are wild, just today I ran into a fella in a Hailie Deegan shirt and he informed me that Tim Hortons is a Brazilian conglomerate built upon lies. I just smiled and waved!
Duggan: That's a new one for me, but these fans really are passionate. And they SHOULD be. We've got an incredible main event for you all tonight. Ace King Vs Stitches, a match FOUR years in the making. First Time Ever. Winner leaves Canada EWC X-Division Champion... but no matter the outcome, I think it is the fans who will be going home happy tonight folks.
Martinez: You can absolutely say that again Duggan. But before that match, our United States Champion is in a no DQ match ahead of her United States Championship defense at Scars & Stripes against a very formidable Jackson Gunner.
Loydson: The Titaness is a strong woman, she can handle that oaf. The match I have circled is the one before that. DSR VOLUME 2 Vs MEAN GIRLZ Vs MELON CLUB Vs S.T... Malone, Mean Girlz, The Maidens... ALL IN ONE MATCH! MOTY Contender confirmed boys
Duggan: You know what, It could very well happen Phil. But before that we have a fatal four way and a triple threat and they are both coming up NEXT!
Loydson: They are loud and proud here tonight Duggan, probably too loud.
Martinez: These Canadian fans sure are wild, just today I ran into a fella in a Hailie Deegan shirt and he informed me that Tim Hortons is a Brazilian conglomerate built upon lies. I just smiled and waved!
Duggan: That's a new one for me, but these fans really are passionate. And they SHOULD be. We've got an incredible main event for you all tonight. Ace King Vs Stitches, a match FOUR years in the making. First Time Ever. Winner leaves Canada EWC X-Division Champion... but no matter the outcome, I think it is the fans who will be going home happy tonight folks.
Martinez: You can absolutely say that again Duggan. But before that match, our United States Champion is in a no DQ match ahead of her United States Championship defense at Scars & Stripes against a very formidable Jackson Gunner.
Loydson: The Titaness is a strong woman, she can handle that oaf. The match I have circled is the one before that. DSR VOLUME 2 Vs MEAN GIRLZ Vs MELON CLUB Vs S.T... Malone, Mean Girlz, The Maidens... ALL IN ONE MATCH! MOTY Contender confirmed boys
Duggan: You know what, It could very well happen Phil. But before that we have a fatal four way and a triple threat and they are both coming up NEXT!
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Friday Night Rampage returns from commercial, and there is a mixed, albeit still mostly positive reaction as Ace King roams through the underbelly of Rogers Arena, the X-Division Championship over his shoulder and the Tag Team Championship around his waist.
Once he finds a vacant corner in the backstage area, he sets his championships down, then casually adjusts his headphones and begins his pre-match stretching regimen. Before he can get too invested, however, he is interrupted by Rampage interviewer Brian Spade.
Brian Spade: Ace, if I could have a moment…
‘The Gambler’ senses Spade’s presence after a few seconds; though not necessarily pleased, he does remove his headphones and turn his attention to the interviewer.
Ace King: What’s on your mind?
Brian Spade: Well, I was just hoping to get your take on your X-Division Championship match with Stitches tonight, as well as your Tag Team Championship defence with Dominic Sanders against the previous champions, Dream Sound Revolution, at Scars and Stripes.
Ace puffs out a bit of air from his bottom lip, then returns his attention to Spade with a look best described as cordial, though barely hiding his annoyance.
Ace King: Let’s not think too far ahead, shall we? Melody and Iggy, it goes without saying they’ll be a hell of a challenge for the Diamond Dogs in Tokyo. Stitches tonight? A master of psychological warfare, so it’s going to be a bitch. However, the biggest challenge of all…
He pauses briefly to tap his head with his finger, his gaze never going away from Spade.
Ace King: ...it’s up here right now. I’ve never pretended to be perfect in or out of the ring, and I’ve never wanted to be. I’m human, just like anyone else, and I make mistakes like anyone else… but this feels different, because no matter how hard I try, it’s proven very difficult to move on.
‘The Gambler’ makes his confession with a deadpan expression, pausing once for another breath before continuing.
Ace King: Truthfully, I’ve questioned a lot of things about myself throughout 2020, and when I look at myself in the mirror, I don’t know how I feel about what I see… but the one thing I do know is I need to keep fighting to keep my head above my water, so you’d best believe I’m ready to continue my mandate of leading the X-Division into its new competitive era, and I’ll prove it by taking Stitches down.
Ace’s words are accompanied by a slight spike in his intensity, though he quickly tempers himself before locking in on Spade once last night.
Ace King: Tonight, FSW sends in the clown, and the lasting image will be me standing over him,ˆstill the X-Division Champion. Bet On It.
With that, Ace puts his headphones back on and dives back into his preparation, leaving Spade speechless as we cut to...
MATCH #1
AUTUMN RAVEN Vs AXEL ZANE Vs MILENKO
(25 Minute Triple Threat Match)
(Ref: Mike Michaelson)
DING DING DING
We return from the break and all 3 competitors are already in the ring as the bell rings out, and the three competitors begin circling each other, hands and fingers outstretched, each silently daring the others to make the first move. Axel Zane is the first to make a move, attempting to cut the match short with an early punt at Milenko, who sidesteps and uses his momentum to hit Axel with a hard sidewalk slam. Milenko barely has time to get back to his feet before Autumn Raven connects with a swift and low missile dropkick, scrambling on top of the fallen Milenko for the pin!
1….
Axel breaks the pin at 1 with a heavy knee-drop!
Autumn rolls off and slinks away as everyone gets back to their feet, Axel and Milenko quickly coming to blows as she takes a moment in the corner, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Once she sees it she races forward, arms outstretched, throwing herself between the two men to take them both down with a forceful double lariat. She scrambles back over to Milenko for another pin attempt!
1….
2….
Milenko kicks out!
Duggan: Big kickout from Milenko there!
Martinez: No one wants to stay down in this match!
Not to be deterred, Autumn rolls right off of him and over Axel Zane, hooking the leg!
1….
2….
Axel Zane kicks out!
Autumn is clearly frustrated at this point, arguing with the referee before turning her wrath on Milenko, locking up as she buries several knees in his gut, followed by a punishing DDT that drives his head into the mat. Zane is stirring at this point, so she delivers another low dropkick to him before climbing the turnbuckles to the top rope. She focuses her attention on Milenko, and leaps high, knees tucking as she launches into the Haunting Dive senton… and Axel Zane springs into action, hooking her neck on the way down and hitting Swift Darkness, driving her down hard onto Milenko! Zane pulls her off Milenko, hooks the leg…!
1…..
2….
3!!!
Axel Zane wins by pinfall!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pinfall... AXEL ZANE!
Duggan: Zane wins his FN'R debut here tonight and you know he has to be pumped.
Milenko and Autumn Raven are both helped up by medical staff and they begin to badger each other, there is shoving as the refs break them up. Zane smiles and leaves to the back.
Duggan: Things are tense here folks, but don't you go anywhere... our second match of the evening is happening right now!
MATCH #2
ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL Vs MORDEN CRYPT Vs NEZUMI HAZAMA Vs PHOENIX WINTERBORN
(30 Minute Fatal Four Way Match)
(Ref: Pierce Patterson)
ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL Vs MORDEN CRYPT Vs NEZUMI HAZAMA Vs PHOENIX WINTERBORN
(30 Minute Fatal Four Way Match)
(Ref: Pierce Patterson)
Duggan: It's Bullet Vs Crypt Vs Hazama Vs Winterborn... and it's NOW!
Loydson: This match interests me, particularly because we have not seen a Nezumi match in a while. I wonder if the lad might have some ring rust.
Martinez: That is always a possibility.
Duggan: And we finally see the in ring debut of this monster Morden Crypt.
Chriqui: The following fatal four-way match is scheduled for one fall, and has no disqualifications Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana weighing in at 135 pounds... ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL!
The lights dim and the Shieldmaidens motto “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes over the Tron as guitar stabs ring out. Concrete Blonde’s “God Is A Bullet” starts up in earnest and Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton, Jackie “Bandit” Layton, “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, Aoife “Banshee” Maguire and Katrina "Knox" Knox walk out seemingly leading the way for their sixth sister. Alex “Bullet” Carbajal makes her way out in a full length boxing robe, ready for war. The Shieldmaidens make their way to the ring and Bullet steps in, starting to shadowbox the second she steps in. She raises her hands into the air and then nods, ready to go.
Duggan: The Bullet looks primed and ready to go here tonight.
Chriqui: And her opponent, from an unknown place, standing 6 foot 4 weighing in at 245 pounds…. MORDEN CRYPT!
The arena goes pitch black as loud sounds of scratching can be heard, then what sounds like chunks of dirt being heaved to one side, then more scratching. Morden McBride’s voice cuts through the darkness like a knife….
“Baa, Baa black sheep….have you any wool?”
A spotlight shines down on the stage and it’s full of fog.
“Yes sir! Yes sir! Five bags full! One for the master….”
“And one for the dame, one for the little boy, I forgot his name….”
“One for the sheriff, who failed in his search, one for a nun who was trapped in her church….”
“Byeee byee Black Sheep, I have to run, it’s time for Morden Crypt to have some fun….”
Loydson: That fucker is CREEEEPY.
"Anjelier" by MUCC starts up, smashing the arena with the hypnotic percussion and flair. Cascading on beat with reds and whites, the ambience offers the perfect stage for Nezumi Hazama to make his entrance. Stepping from behind the curtain, Nezumi Hazama greets the audience with faux adoration. He blows a few kisses to the cameraman and those at home before settling on the stage. The Rat King rocks to his theme as it hits its stride, and while he does, he waits for the call.
Chriqui: And their opponent, making his way down to the ring, hailing from Shinsekai, Osaka, Japan, weighing in at a 201 pounds...he is the "Rat King"...Nezumi Hazama!
NEZUMI starts his trek down the ramp, letting his limbs fly free, captivated by the tune ushering him in. He stops on the ramp and beckons for the cameraman to get closer. Obliging his request, the camera operator is unsuspecting to NEZUMI's sudden lashing out. He grabs the camera delicately but drags it close to his face, giving it a kiss, leaving a lipstick stain. He cackles at the urgency to remove it before returning his focus to the ring.
The bizarre hedonist looks at the ring steps, disregards them, and slides under the ropes. As the chorus of Anjelier flares again, Nezumi Hazama arches his back into the ring mat. He sprawls out, massaging it before getting to his feet with a strangely seductive essence. After licking his lips, NEZUMI drags a thumb absently against them as he settles in his corner. Eyeing nothing but the ring, he waits for the eventual match-starting bell.
Martinez: Nezumi is looking as confident as ever.
Chriqui: And their opponent from the Windy City of Chicago, Illinois weighing in at two hundred and twenty eight pounds, he is CHI-TOWN'S FIIIIINEST....PHOENIX WINTTTTTERBORNNNN!!!
DING DING DING
With the sound of the bell, Morden instantly rushes Hazama, quickly sizing up his biggest threat. But Hazama rolls out of the way and leaps up into a dropkick that knocks Phoenix backwards. Hazama rolls back to his feet just as Bullet smashes him in the jaw with a forearm strike. Hazama stumbles backwards, Bullet makes her move forward but a lifted knee to the side of her face from Morden drops her down into a tabletop potion. Winterborn explodes from the corner, jumping off of Bullets back for leverage and drop-kicking Morden right into his back! The bigger man stumbles forward and Nezumi leaps into a sunset flip powerbomb! Morden lands on Bullet and she makes a loud grunt. Nezumi attempts a pin but is ripped up by Winterborn who takes-a-back and then pulls Nezumi into a snap-dragon. Nezumi lands on the top rope and leaps off into a high angle dropkick into the back of Winterborn's head! Phoenix falls to a knee, and Nezumi pulls him up onto his shoulders and twists into an Olympic slam! Nezumi makes the cover and Winterborn is out at 1! Nezumi jumps forward and rolls up to his feet in front of the turnbuckle before quickly stepping up and off the top buckle into a leg drop, but Winterborn moves! Nezumi grabs at his now damaged tailbone while Winterborn scoops him up into a suplex and drops him into a Falcon arrow... COVER and NEZUMI IS OUT AT 1!
Duggan: Quite the back and forth from Nezumi and Winterborn, something I think many people saw coming.
Loydson: I was clearly wrong about the ring rust gents, I'll be damned.
Martinez: Phil, admitting he was wrong?
Winterborn drags Nezumi up, looking for another Falcon Arrow... but eats a clubbing lariat to the back of his head and he falls flat to the mat. Nezumi stumbles forward and turns, leaping into an Enzuigiri, but Morden isn't even phased as he feeds Nezumi a lariat. Morden turns to the now standing Bullet, who feeds him a forearm. Morden goes for a forearm but Bullet ducks and rolls forward. She hits the ropes and off a rebound smashes Morden in the face with a forearm. The big man stumbles backwards into the ropes but comes off into a massive lariat that turns Bullet inside out. Winterborn is back up and stumbles into a corner, where Morden feeds him two quick lariats followed by three massive headbutts. Winterborn falls forward and Morden pulls his head between his legs before dropping into an old school piledriver! Nezumi is back up, he spins into a heel kick that catches the sitting Morden hard! Bullet leaps into a forearm smash on the face of Morden and he's taken down. Bullet helps Nezumi drag Morden up while Bullet kicks kneeing him in the head. In a crazy feat of strength Nezumi gets Morden up onto his shoulders and twists backwards, hitting the ropes and dropping Morden over the top rope to the padded concrete in a massive Olympic slam!
Nezumi would have no time to celebrate though, as Bullet kicked him in the face with a roundhouse kick and then began to knee his face and midsection... She hadn't forgotten the battle royal! Nezumi shoves Bullet backwards and she trips over the unconscious Winterborn and hits her head hard on the bottom rope. She rolls outside the ring out of instinct. Nezumi falls to a knee and wipes blood from his mouth before crawling to Winterborn and locking on the cobra clutch. Our ref calls for the bell instantly as Winterborn doesn't even fight it.
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via ref stoppage ... NEZUMI HAZAMA!
Outside of the ring, Morden Crypt is attacking refs and cameramen out of anger, a cameraman throws some water on him and then runs away while Morden gives chase. Medical staff check on Winterborn. Nezumi gives a taunt and rolls out, heading to the back. The Maidens check up on Bullet outside of the ring, and help walk her to the back.
Duggan: That was a hard hitting match, and Nezumi picks up his first win back.
Loydson: Kid looked very good out there, but I'm more concerned with that Morden fellow. He's one scary man.
Martinez: Bullet really shined tonight, I think she's beginning to find a new footing. But congrats to Nezumi!
Duggan: Big congrats to The Rat King. We'll be right back.
The show comes back from commercials to focus on the commentary table, where all three members are looking sharply dressed and visibly excited to get the show underway.
Duggan: Welcome back, fight fans, and what a Rampage we’ve got in store for you! Once we’re done here tonight, you won’t care about Brawl’s crappy Pay Per View!
Martinez: Hey, now don’t sell the red-brand short, Grizz, their big show is looking pretty stacked --
Duggan: What? And ours tonight doesn’t? We got a fatal four-way, a four-corners tag match, a No DQ match and an X-Division title match coming up, what’s Brawl got that can compete with a lineup of that calibre? They’re crowning a new International Champ? Big whoop!
Loydson: Whilst I respect your FNR loyalty, how about some professional respect for the rest of the EWC roster?
But before Duggan can say a word to defend himself the screen starts to flicker and distort, the audio likewise skipping and hissing. All goes dark for a moment, and from the darkness we can hear Duggan’s disgruntled complaints.
Duggan: Oh, what in the fresh hell is it now? Did someone fall asleep backstage in the production truck?
Visuals are slowly restored as we fade in on, as coincidence would have it, the interior of the EWC production truck. It’s dimly lit, the only real illuminations being the wall-to-wall monitors displaying the show’s live-feed from every available angle, and the array of multicoloured LEDs from the audio-visual technology banks. The production staff themselves, however, have been grouped into the far corner, guarded by two figures clad all in black who were wielding barbed-wire wrapped baseball bats.
The camera’s view is forcibly shifted to the foreground by another baseball,bat, pulling it to focus on another all-black figure, this one facing the camera as it takes in his blackened metal skull mask.
Duggan: Aw, hell, not these asshats again! I was hoping we’d seen the last of them after what they did to Prime’s General Manager. What the hell do they want now?
Loydson: It looks like we’re about to find out.
The skull-masked man focuses his cold, blazing eyes on the camera as he rests the bat casually on his lap, and begins to speak.
Skull-Faced Man: Ladies and gentlemen, do we have your attention? This is a message we will not be repeating, and you would do best to listen carefully… When we first made our presence known, it was on FSW, and our victim was one of your so-called “talent”; your superstars, the larger-than-life heroes that you so readily worship and adore, just to discard and forget just as easily when a newer, fresher face makes an appearance. We showed no regard to his match, his safety, dispatching him quickly and effortlessly before any aid could arrive on the scene, escaping into the crowds without a single hand raised to stop us. Now, we could’ve gone for a big name, made our statement that way, but that would have been too obvious, too simplistic. No, we had to show that no one on the roster is safe from our wrath - big or small, champion or newcomer, all are equal in our eyes, all will be judged.
Martinez: Judged? That’s what they’re calling their cowardly attack on that poor guy?!
The man’s eyes narrow almost to slits, his glaring gaze piercing the camera.
Skull-Faced Man: There will be silence as we deliver our message, gentlemen… Unless you would like us to come down there and make new example out of the three of you?
Duggan: They can damn well try!
Loydson: Grizzly, please don’t aggravate the psychopaths…
Skull-Faced Man: The second time we made our presence known, we shifted our focus to the upper echelons of your management on Prime by targeting its General Manager in a swift, calculated and relentlessly effective manner, once again making our leave before anyone could stop us. We did this to demonstrate that no one is above us, we do no answer to any man but one… Which brings us to tonight’s demonstration, right here and now. We took control of this truck, its crew, and your broadcast without resistance, without a drop of blood shed. The kind people back there, at least, seemed to understand their place in this new order. The question is, are the rest of you as wise as them? Or will there have to be other victims, other Middletons and Evans, before our message is understood, our position at the top absolute and unchallenged? Only time will tell… and that time is soon, because come Hardcore Revolution, our feared and glorious leader shall be revealed, our mission emphasised further for those still struggling to comprehend or welcome our new ways, and the new age will begin.
There’s a heavy pause as the man hefts the metal baseball bat onto this shoulder, fixing the camera with a cold stare as he pulls the weapon back, the camera shaking slightly as the poor soul using it knows what’s coming next.
Skull-Faced Man: The age… of the Reavers.
With those ominous words, the masked man swings down on the camera with all his might, the lens cracking into a spiderweb of pixelated chaos as it falls to the floor with a thump of muffled, distorted audio, over which we can just about hear the screams of the captive production staff.. And the thunk thunk thunk of swinging bats.
Duggan: Those damn cowards!
Loydson: Duggan! Do not accelerate this! We've got a match!
Duggan: Those damn cowards!
Loydson: Duggan! Do not accelerate this! We've got a match!
MATCH #3
DSR VOLUME 2 Vs MEAN GIRLZ Vs MELON CLUB Vs S.T.
(30 Minute Four Corners Match)
(Ref: Pierce Patterson)
Martinez: We are going to try and get things rolling back smoothly folks, but the show must go on for now. We have tag team action next.
Duggan: I dare those fucks to come back out here... But yes, good old fashioned tag team action.
Martinez: And not just any tag team action. It's a FOUR CORNERS tag team match.
Loydson: One that the Melon Club is surely going to win.
Martinez: Why is that, Phillip?
Loydson: Because Walter Melon is the only dude in this match. Not only is he the only dude, but he's a vicious dude. The six ladies he's going up against won't know what hit them! I love MY Malone, and I love the Mean Girlz. I love The Maidens. But Walter is just genetically superior.
Duggan: That's an interesting theory. I would disagree with you. Any team can win this match and it's going to be a fast-paced match.
Chriqui: The following contest is a Four Corners tag team match! Already in the ring... Mean Girlz!
Duggan: These girls have been getting man-handled... or woman-handled... in handicap matches as of late.
Loydson: They still made it to a Rampage Main Event before a lot of other Rampage superstars. That says something!
Martinez: Does it?
"Pledge Your Allegiance" by Suicidal Tendencies starts up. 12 seconds in, the "S! T!" chants start. Aoife "Banshee" Maguire takes this as her cue to walk through the curtain with bodyguard/girlfriend, Katrina "Knox" Knox, right behind her. A second later, the team known as S.T., Jackie "Bandit Layton and "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire, walk through the curtain as well.
Chriqui: Their opponents... first, representing the Shieldmaidens... S.T.!
The four women make their way to the ring where Banshee steps through the ropes first, the others following her in. She takes the center of the ring with Knox behind her and points to the two corners facing the camera. Bandit takes the left corner, Psycho takes the right and all four raise a fist in the air.
Duggan: I admire these ladies.
Loydson: Do I dare ask why, other than them being smoke-shows?
Duggan: I admire them because the result doesn't always go their way but they always show up. They always work their ass off. They take their lumps and keep coming back. It's admirable.
Loydson: If you say so, Bear.
Lights go out, pyros hit, and "The Duck Song" by Bryan Oden begins to play. The lights begin to flicker on and off with red and green color to them and out from the back out walks Walter Melon wearing a pink button up suit with watermelon pin stripes. He stands on top of the stage. He finishes his last bite of a watermelon and tosses the last chunk of it out into the crowd. He looks out to the crowd and then rips off the suit revealing his ring gear which is a Watermelon speedo and nothing else. Beside him walks Arya Melon. She wears her wolf cloak, a cloak with a wolf head on top of her head. She stands atop the stage shaking her hands out and then cracking her knuckles.
Chriqui: Next... On their way to the ring, weighing at a combined weight of three hundred and twenty pounds... they are The Watermelon Kingpin and the Melon Wolf... THE MELON CLUB!
The lights continue to flash as Arya and Walter walk to the ring. Emotionless. Effortlessly Arya leaps onto the ring apron then over the top rope as Walter slides under the bottom rope. Walter pulls a grape from his speedo and eats it as Arya walks to her corner and turns. Walter walks into the corner and perches into his corner waiting for the match to begin. Arya slides off her wolf cloak and stands motionless in her corner awaiting for the match to begin.
Martinez: These two give me the creeps.
Loydson: That's disrespectful. They're amazing.
Duggan: They did look pretty good in their re-debut two weeks ago on Rampage. After a long hiatus, they made their return and took out the team of Dalilah Ashe and The Armenian Beast.
Loydson: What a formidable opponent they were.......
"Rock Show" by Halestorm begins to play.
Chriqui: And their opponents... Coming to you Live from Mr. Bigg's Limousine... Iggy Swango... Melody Malone... They are The Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution: Part Deux!
Swango and Malone make their way out from the back and keep their eyes focused on the ring. A mixed reaction surrounds them, most of the cheers being for Iggy Swango. They reach the ring and climb up onto the apron. As they step into the ring, they look out into the crowd.
Duggan: Two weeks ago we saw these ladies benefit from a fast count by special guest referee Cora Whittaker when they took down the Fantastic Beasts.
Martinez: They stole one and, in the process, managed to take out The Alchemist for a long period of time. Word is that he had to undergo surgery to repair damage in his knee.
Loydson: "Fast count." Please. Everything is fast to you because you're so fat and slow, Duggan.
As Duggan shoots Loydson a look, the referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Walter Melon and Bandit started this one off. Walter reached into his speedo and pulled out a few more grapes and offered them to her. Disgusted, Bandit slapped the grapes out of his hand and kicked him in the gut. As Walter was bent over, she bounced off of the ropes and drove a knee right into his face. She went for an early cover but Arya Melon came into the ring and broke the count up. As she was leaving the ring, Bandit ran and knocked her through the ropes and to the floor. With her back to Walter, Walter got up and dropkicked Bandit in the back of the neck, sending her face-first into the top turnbuckle. He grabbed her by the back of the hair and went for a Scorpion Death Drop, but Bandit used her momentum to push up the turnbuckles and flip over Walter. As he turned around, Bandit dropped him with the One-Armed Bandit!
Duggan: This one may be over quickly!
Martinez: There’s the cover!
ONE!
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TWO!!
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Broken up by Regina of Mean Girlz! Bandit got to her feet and Regina was in her face. Psycho ran into the ring and drilled Regina with an elbow to the side of the head! Gretchen came in and rushed Bandit, pushing her into DSR’s corner. Iggy Swango blind-tagged herself in on Bandit.
Martinez: Iggy Swango and Walter Melon are the legal participants!
Swango AND Malone both got into the ring. They looked at Bandit and Gretchen fighting and Psycho and Regina fighting, all by the ropes. The two ladies from Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux looked at each other and nodded. They both bounced off of the ropes and sprinted at S.T. and Mean Girlz, clotheslining all four women over the top rope and to the outside!
Duggan: DSR Two has come in and cleaned house!
Loydson: That Melody Malone… I tell you…
Duggan: Here… here’s a bib, Loydson.
Malone exited the ring to her corner. Meanwhile, Arya Melon had tagged herself in. She took a cheap shot at Iggy Swango with an elbow to the back of her head. As she lifted Swango up off of her knees, Swango broke Arya’s grip and drilled her with a headbutt.
Duggan: Did you hear the thud? That was a sickening headbutt!
Swango grabbed Arya and dragged her to the DSR corner. She tagged Melody Malone in and picked Arya up into a flapjack and Malone NAILED Arya with the Crowning Achievement! The Dream Sound Revolution, as they call it! Malone covered Arya Melon as Iggy watched for anyone trying to break it up.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Here are your winners… The Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution: Part Deux!
Duggan: An impressive win for the former, and maybe soon-to-be, Tag Team Champions.
Martinez: They will get their chance in two weeks at…
“War Machine” begins playing over the P.A. System. DSR Part Deux turns their attention to the entrance area.
Loydson: DOMINIC SANDERS IS BACK!
Seconds later, Cora Whittaker emerges from the back.
Loydson: CORA WHITTAKER IS EVEN BETTER!
As the music fades, Cora raises a microphone up to her lips.
Cora: Hello ladies! Congratulations on the big win tonight. Everyone knows how stiff this competition was…
Cora rolls her eyes.
Cora: Hope you enjoyed your little tune-up match. Because in two weeks all friendships are put aside for a night when you take on the Diamond Dogs at Scars and Stripes. I love you ladies to death, but Dominic is going to be back and he is going to be as close to 100% as possible. But, unfortunately for you two, he wasn’t even close to 100% the last time you guys faced off… and we all know how that ended.
Cora pulls the microphone away and snickers sweetly. She raises the microphone back up as Iggy and Melody roll their eyes in the ring.
Cora: Hey. You know that when this is all over we’re all still going to be America’s Most Hated and we will all celebrate regardless of who walks away with the Tag Team Championships. The only thing that sucks for you two is that it won’t be Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux who raises the gold. You can bet on that…
Cora smirks and takes a small breath.
Cora: …because DIAMONDS… are forever.
“War Machine” begins playing again and Cora disappears backstage. We fade to a commercial break.
We cut backstage, where Rampage GM AC Delaney is working on something when suddenly, there's a knock at the door.
Delaney: Come in!
The door opens, revealing Jim Connors as he approaches Delaney's desk, a smile on the Brawl GM's face and a large burlap bag in his hand.
Delaney: And what brings you to the green brand tonight, Mr. Connors?
Connors chuckles.
Connors: Well, I'm a man of my word Ms. Delaney. I promised I would get to the bottom of that mess involving the X-Division Championship months ago, and here I am, finally making good on my promise.
He sets the bag upon the desk, opening it as he continues.
Connors: It took my hookup a while to get back to me on it, and for that I apologize, but I figured with Ace King defending the belt on his home brand here tonight, it was only appropriate to hand this over to you for safe keeping. Whether it's the Gambler retaining the title, or Stitches getting over the hump he's had facing King in the past, whoever stands tall in the main event gets to reclaim this ol' beauty.
Sure enough, Connors pulls the belt out of the bag, revealing the original and proper design for the X-Division Championship to a big pop from the crowd.
Connors: Just do me one favor, please...have your people get with my people about getting the other title back. I don't know what we're doing with it just yet, maybe a charity auction or something. I need to get back to Philly to finish preparations for Hardcore Revolution.
With that, Connor makes his way back to the door to exit, but not without leaving a final remark for his colleague.
Connors: Oh, and uh, best of luck to Iggy and Scorpio on Monday night. Don't get too cocky if they both walk out of Philly as champions, Delaney...I'm a nice guy, but I do have my brand's reputation to defend, and there's plenty of time left this season to defend it.
He gives a smirk as he exits the office, leaving Delaney to ponder this while looking at the title left behind.
MATCH #4
JACKSON GUNNER Vs SAMANTHA "TITANESS" HAMILTON
(30 Minute No DQ Match)
(Ref: Toyo Yasahiro)
Duggan: A big reveal by Jim Conners there, and I have another big reveal for you folks. At Scars & Stripes 2020 Dream Sound Revolution will be channeling for the World Tag Titles in a 2v2 WARGAMES MATCH! It's going to be epic! And coming up, we have another match sure to be an epic... Its Gunner Vs Hamilton!
As the actual lyrics of 'You're Going Down' by Sick Puppies begin playing, the Titaness saunters down the ramp. Walking beside her is her husband, Joseph "Orion" Hunter. Over her shoulder(s) is the United States Championship. A sense of determination and resolve can always be found in her eyes. Despite wearing a more stern and serious expression, she's not one to ignore any fans or supporters. Every now and again, she'll give a wave or slight smirk. More often than not, however, the Titaness will stick to her more serious and stoic look.
Chriqui: And their opponent, from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds, she is one of the members of the Shieldmaidens MC. She is the United States Champion ... Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton!
When she finally gets in front of the ropes, the Titaness will usually slip through the middle and top ropes. From time to time, however, she will opt to simply step over the top ropes.
DING DING DING
It’s not often that Samantha Hamilton is entirely outsized. Even in matches against those bigger, she still retains an imposing presence. In the case of Jackson Gunner, a mismatch was an understatement. Nine inches and a two-hundred pounds difference between the two catches the camera as the two head to the center of the ring for the initial contact. Hamilton weaves around Gunner and tries to test his mettle with a back clothesline. Gunner stiffens up, but it’s not from anything but him acknowledging the blow. When he turns, Hamilton tries to level him again, and it does not make him stumble. He reaches for her, but Hamilton ducks underneath the attempt and goes low with a dropkick to the knee. Once Gunner nurses the knee, Hamilton escapes the ring and takes hold of a sledgehammer. She knows that it’d a herculean effort to try to drop the big man and the weapon will be an immense help to that. She re-enters the ring and tries to rush in--
Duggan: She got caught!
Jackson Gunner stops the strike with his hands alone. He lifts her up by the wrist and sends her crashing into the mat with a biel throw. As Hamilton rolls to her feet, Gunner closes the gap and sends her back to the ground with a powerslam. Hamilton manages to get her shoulder up at two from the slam. Gunner drags the United States Champion and sends her into the ropes and back into a big boot. Hamilton falls to the mat with such force that it shocks the crowd. Gunner heads over to her to retrieve her again, but Hamilton begins to fight back with some stiff elbows to his jaw. It takes a few to stagger him, but Hamilton sends him into the mat with a facebreaker. As Gunner gets up, he checks his nose for any blood, but he doesn’t catch Hamilton connecting with a sliding big boot to the side of his head.
Martinez: The United States Champion finally puts down Jackson Gunner.
Duggan: It may take a minor miracle. Maybe she’ll yoke him up.
Loydson: Hell yeah, I have bets on her deadlifting him up tonight.
Hamilton starts to get off the mat, but she gets grabbed by Gunner. He pulls her into a German Suplex clutch, but she holds onto the sledgehammer nearby. She swings it low at the knee she dropped her weight on earlier, and that finally makes the huge man back off. Hamilton turns around and connects with a shot to his chest, which makes him turn about. He collapses to the mat, holding his chest, and Hamilton locks in Exiled to Tartarus (Sleeper Hold) with the sledgehammer applied.
Gunner thrashes about, not fading easily. Yet, as he begins to succumb, Hamilton begins to relax the hold a little. That’s when he sparks back to life in a final effort to escape. Gunner drives the champion into the turnbuckle, but when he tries to leave, Hamilton uses her elevated position to further drive the sledgehammer up against his throat, deepening the hold. Gunner falls into it, and it’s only a matter of time before Hamilton lets go of him. She pulls his massive arms up and hooks them, and she drops the huge man with an elevated Wrath of the Titans!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall…
Winded, the United States Champion regains her championship and holds it up high. She looks down at Jackson Gunner, and nods at his impressive strength. After he leaves, she scales the nearest set of ropes and celebrates her victory.
Duggan: Samantha Hamilton had her biggest test, and I do mean physically, and she came out with a dominant win.
Loydson: The Night of Challenges may have helped her, but she might not be so lucky at Scars & Stripes.
Martinez: If she walks in with this momentum, she may prove you wrong.
Despite having won her match, there's a very noticeable emotion etched on her face. Pensive, perhaps? She gently lowers herself from the turnbuckle. The Titaness turns and flashes the now confused ref a very reassuring smile, silently promising the last thing she is feeling is irked, let alone at him.
Sam then proceeds to beckon for a mic. Once it's gripped firmly in her hands, she raises it to her lips and speaks into it.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Good evening, Vancouver! You guys have been amazing tonight! I know I'm not Canadian myself, but I hope I've left a good impression on you fine folks!
Sam grins as the audience pops and cheers for her. She bows her head politely, speaking after taking a moment to soak the reaction of the crowd in.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Awesome. I'm flattered. Alas, I did indeed look like I have something on my mind. So, before I go backstage to watch the main event, there is something that does need to be addressed. It's called ....
A sly smirk mingles in with Samantha's smile as she purposely pauses for dramatic effect. After thirty or so seconds of silence, she chuckles softly and continues.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Sorry, sorry. I hate cliffhangers, too. Anyway ... it's about my stipulation for me and Scorpio's rematch at Scars and Stripes! Last episode, I hinted I narrowed it down. As of a few nights ago? I know exactly what I wanna do. I was gonna invite our beloved 'President' for a front-row seat, but nah.
Excuse me if I don't feel like nearly enduring the same crap or reaction you tried to pull with Darius.
Anyway, without further ado ... you and me are going to partake in a familiar, yet different, type of match. At Scars and Stripes ... we will fight ....
Another pause lingers in the air. The crowd cheer loudly, demanding to know what they can expect to see. Sam's eyes briefly close as she nods to herself before re-opening her orbs and letting them come into view.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: IN A CAGE OF DOOM MATCH, BIIIIIIIITCH! And in case you don't know exactly what that entails? Look on the EWC Site. But for a summarized version? Think a much, much, much more hardcore version of any other cage fight you've been in.
Don't worry, Scorps. It hasn't escaped me that, for the most part, you and cages seem to have a decent relationship of sorts. But I did choose this for reasons. So I do know and understand exactly what I'm requesting.
Sam salutes the crowd as a "TITANESS!" chant has started up. After offering the audience a few more waves, Samantha slips out of the ring, still holding the mic in her hands.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: I'll see you soon, Scorpio. When all is said and done? You'll wish you'd done what I did and waited - that's a goddamn guarantee.
STITCHES Vs ACE KING
(No Time Limit X-Division Championship Match)
(Ref: Toyo Yasahiro)
Duggan: Welcome back, folks! Our main event is about to begin, and what a match this will be! Ace King is going to defend his X-Division Title against FSW's very own Stitches.
Loydson: And if King loses tonight, all it'll prove is the kid's had his time to shine. He needs to back off and lets others take turns to bask in glory.
Martinez: Ahem, excuse my colleague. For those who don't know, Stitches defeated Nikolai Holmes at FSW #097 in an X-Division fight to become FSW's first contender to the X-Division Championship.
Duggan: With all of this said and done, I only half-agree with Loydson. A loss tonight will very likely make Ace King ask himself a lot of questions. But we've also seen Ace King as a hunter as opposed to being hunted, so who knows? Take us away, Chriqui!
Chriqui: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the EWC X-Division Championship! Introducing first, from The Carnival Of Shattered Dreams, weighing in at 260 pounds... STITCHES!!!
'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark the curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him.
Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, staring down the crowd members who dare lean too far over the crowd barricade. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops and once again looks out at the crowd of people before him. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. As expected, the crowd does not embrace a sinister-looking clown.
Stitches hops down from the rope and enters into the ring before approaching the nearby corner of the ring. Stitches turns around, facing the center of the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.
Duggan: This'll be an interesting match to witness for sure. Both have never crossed paths with one another much, if ever. In fact, the last time we saw Stitches here on Rampage was in a brutal Triple Threat which not only included The Gambler, but Xavier Reid also. Tonight, though, is just a straight-up singles.
Loydson: Which is exactly why I won't be as shocked as half these idiots will if Ace loses tonight.
Martinez: Be that as it may, Ace has proven time and time again that when the stakes are high, he always brings his A game over.
Duggan: Like even Ace admitted though, Stitches definitely prefers chaos, and that's exactly what we're going to watch. One has to wonder if that'll help him should he win or not.
"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through The Rogers Arena. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp in time with the beat, while frenetic red and white spotlights pulse through the building before fixating on the ramp.
Chriqui: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 221 pounds... He is the X-Division Champion ... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as a slightly frail-looking Ace King emerges through the smoke of the pyro and into the spotlights, not registering the ovation the way he did before. 'The Gambler' stays for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and walking to the ring, his eyes locked on the ring as he's oblivious to the fans applauding him.
He stops for a couple seconds at the end of the ramp, then charges to the ring, with red 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 getting his game face on while awaiting his opponent. The referee then proceeds to take the X-Division Title away from Ace, holds it high up in the air, and moves away to make room for the two wrestlers.
DING DING DING
Stitches proceeds to start the match by ... offering Ace his hand? Is he serious? That's pretty much the question that is etched onto The Gambler's face, and can even be heard from the audience as a chorus of 'Huh?!' echoes at the display.
For at least a few good minutes, Ace stares, clearly finding it difficult to believe this is a gesture being offered out of pure good will. His head slowly shakes as he keeps his hands away from the dethroned clown, refusing to accept the gesture.
This makes Stitches click his tongue as he then attempts to force Ace to take his hand. King senses a set-up and shoves Stitches away with a shoot kick to the clown's midsection. Sure enough, as Stitches falls onto the canvas, the camera zooms up. In his hand, he had been holding a miniature-sized staple gun.
An irked glare is flashed before Stitches decides the hell with stealth and raises the gun, beginning to fire the staples over towards the champion. Ace manages to slip out of the ring as he begins looking for a proper weapon, but one well-placed staple does manage to find and bury itself into his right leg.
Ace grunts, but refuses to cease in his search. Luckily for him, on the other side, Stitches is now looking for something likely bigger and with a lot more 'oomph' attached.
Duggan: Holy crap! I mean, that is what Stitches used pretty religiously last we saw him here, but I didn't think he'd come in with one at the ready like that. Is that even legal?
Loydson: Too damn late! HAHAHAHA! That was fucking brilliant, no matter how you slice it! Hell yeah! Take Ace down!
Martinez: It definitely is true that he took The Gambler briefly off-guard. Even got the first 'hit' on him. But Ace is definitely not down nor out of this fight, not when it's just begun.
Stitches re-enters the ring with a length of chain. Ace, meanwhile, returns from his search with a kendo stick. The clown flashes a rather smug smirk, looking confident he grabbed the 'better' weapon. In fact, when Stitches lifts his left arm up, which had been remaining lowered prior till now, we see he grabbed more than one item.
And the second reveals to be ...
A bucket full of ... thumbtacks, which are now littering the canvas, particularly on the southern and eastern portions.
Ace nods, seeming to note the thumbtacks, and the two begin sauntering towards one another. Stitches swings the chain right at The Gambler's head, but King manages to side step away from the metal weapon. He then drops the kendo stick and hastily grabs onto the chain before Stitches can yank it back away from Ace.
The two are now having a tug-of-war fight, but not for long! With one very forceful pull, Stitches stumbles forward ... and straight into a last second Clothesline that damn well nearly incapacitates him.
Stitches chuckles, seeming amused - oddly happy, even - with Ace proving he isn't a one-trick pony. Stitches is coughing slightly as he manages to roll away in time to avoid his own weapon hitting the side of his head. In the process of dodging, he grabs the discarded kendo stick, effectively making them having swapped weapons.
Loydson: I thought we were watching an X-Division fight, not goddamned musical weapons! Although, to be fair, this is kinda fun.
Now it's Ace who is swinging the chain whilst Stitches attempts to avoid the unforgiving weapon. A few of the blows do land, but Stitches continues to inch closer towards the Gambler, ignoring any pain that is no doubt surging through every nerve in his body. Finally, the recently dethroned clown thrusts the stick hard into Ace's sternum, definitely knocking the wind out of him ... but possibly more?!
Either way, it's enough for his grip on the chain to loosen, which Stitches takes advantage of by removing it and disarming Ace.
Stitches then grabs a fistful of King's hair and drags him towards the thumbtacks. With Ace mainly struggling to regain his breath - plus Stitches having a weight, and thus slight strength advantage - he isn't able to free himself.
Stitches hoists Ace up with a Sit-Out Powerbomb ... and slams him hard onto the tacks! King arches his back as he tries to frantically grab onto an ankle or even a leg ... literally any part of Stitches to drag him down onto the tacks also.
Unfortunately, Stitches has moved out of arm's reach and is using the distance to mercilessly beat on Ace with the chain. His body is steadily beginning to turn a deep shade of red as the links keeping the chain attached repeatedly land on The Gambler's prone figure, sometimes causing welts or even cuts to appear on the champion.
Ace finally uses his will power to roll out of the ring, although he's not standing up as straight as usual. The thumb tacks are not only ruining his posture, but causing drops of blood to fall onto the floor.
Stitches mockingly beckons Ace to come back inside the ring, which is met with a glare. The crowd is booing Stitches, who shrugs as if to ask if he's really done anything wrong.
Duggan: This is ... I mean, okay. Granted, we knew this was going to be brutal, sure. It was even during the aforementioned Triple Threat, but wow. Suddenly, that last fight is kind of looking tame in its own rights.
Loydson: This is definitely worth all of our time and money. Hell yes! I am thoroughly enjoying this.
Duggan: Perhaps a bit too much some would say.
Martinez: At any rate, Stitches is definitely showing he absolutely can be even more dangerous when X-Division rules come into play. But this still isn't over yet.
Ace does come back in after staying out for a few more minutes, but not until after he grabs a chair. Stitches snickers, shaking his head in disappointment. The Gambler flashes Stitches his own cocky smile, showing all the commentators have said thus far to be true; hurt as he is, he's not done nor giving up as easily as Stitches would want.
The clown shrugs again, as if silently deciding it's his loss - maybe even funeral - before charging at King with the chain. Ace proves he grabbed the chair for the more logical reason and raises it as a makeshift shield. Although it does block the attack, a slight dent can be noted from how much force Stitches is putting behind the swings.
At one point in time, Stitches uses a bit too much momentum, and accidentally throws the weapon out of his own hands!
This gives The Gambler the opening he needs as he hits Stitches once! Twice! Three times over the head with the chair! Now both men are busted open and bleeding! The canvas is rapidly turning crimson!
The chair is set down as Ace lays Stitches on top of it. He then proceeds to climb up the turnbuckles. Stitches tries to stir and get away, but is too hurt! Ace lands the Triple Jump Moonsault perfectly, landing right back on top of the ex-FSW Champion in the process!
Ace uses all of his strength to drag the chair into the center and then goes on to hook the legs!
ONE!
TWO!!
TH -- NO!
Stitches gets a shoulder up, much to the annoyance of both the crowd and King himself. The Gambler, however, doesn't look overly amazed, knowing it's going to take a lot more to keep someone like Stitches down.
As Stitches gets back up to a standing position, he grabs onto the chain with one hand. His other digs back into Ace's hair. This time, he pulls King into a Backbreaker, with both kneecaps assisting in delivering the blow for extra 'oomph'.
He then follows up with his signature maneuver, Beautiful Disasterpiece (Bicycle Kick)! Stitches wastes little time in covering Ace!
ONE!
TWO -- KICKOUT!
Not only does Ace ensure Stitches is denied the X-Division Championship, but he causes the former Champion to stumble backwards! By the time he realizes where he got shoved, it's too late! He tries to grab onto the ropes, but does so a few seconds too late!
Now Stitches collapses on top of the pile of thumbtacks.
Ace limps forward, lifting Stitches up, and brings him back down onto the pile, causing a few more stray tacks to embed themselves into his own flesh! Pocket Aces (One-Winged Angel)!
King keeps Stitches on top of the remaining pile of tacks while hooking the legs!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall, and still EWC X-Division Champion in -I'll do this... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
Medics immediately rush into the ring and begin checking on both wrestlers. The X-Division Championship is, albeit very tentatively, given back to Ace King, who holds it tightly in his hands. He simultaneoulsy allows for the doctors to start helping him out of the ring, but it's clear that despite everything Ace just suffered, he's happy to have retained the X-Division Championship.
The medics are able to convince Ace that, even if just for his safety, to cooperate and lay on a stretcher. King doesn't look happy at the idea, but he nods and complies, if only to avoid further irritating the numerous thumbtacks or even staple still trapped in his leg.
Stitches, meanwhile, is barely conscious. He twitches a few times, seeming to move more out of instinct than knowing fully well where he is. He attempts to argue with the staff but, ultimately, is laid on a stretcher and carried out.
Both men are carefully carried out, with a loud "WAY TO GO, ACE!" chant echoing throughout the crowd.
Duggan: That is, without a doubt, one of the more violent fights Ace has participated in. Holy ... I'm honestly a bit speechless with what we just witnessed. This was just the very first challenger. What else can we expect to see in the future as he continues to hold onto the X-Division Championship?!
Loydson: Hopefully something just as amusing. If the rook's gonna remain a champion, he better make it worth our time. And ... I can't deny. That definitely was a damn good fight to watch, even if it came out with Ace winning a-fucking-gain.
Martinez: Stitches really made Ace fight for his very life, as well as that strap. From using the staple gun so early to simply putting him through sheer hell. Say what you will about Ace, but he absolutely deserved this win tonight.
Duggan: Well, ladies and gentlemen ... that's it for tonight's episode! Be sure to keep your eyes open for our upcoming Pay-Per-View, Scars and Stripes! We know for sure the Tag Team Titles and United States Championships will be on the line, and frankly, I'm looking forward to both of those matches, as well as the others that AC has decided to make official!
Until then, good night and thanks again for joining us!
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Dominic Sanders
The Titaness
The Reavers
Ace King
FNR/MNB
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: MORGAN DARKWATER
MATCH TWO
WRITER: FNR
MATCH THREE
WRITER: DOMINIC SANDERS
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: NEZUMI HAZAMA
MATCH FIVE | MAIN EVENT
WRITER: SAMANTHA HAMILTON
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RECAP OF WINNERS
TRIPLE THREAT
AUTUMN RAVEN Vs AXEL ZANE Vs MILENKO
WINNER(S): AXEL ZANE PINNED AUTUMN RAVEN
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FATAL FOUR WAY
ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL Vs MORDEN CRYPT Vs NEZUMI HAZAMA Vs PHOENIX WINTERBORN
WINNER(S): NEZUMI HAZAMA PINNED PHOENIX WINTERBORN (NO SHOW)
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FOUR CORNERS TAG MATCH
DSR VOLUME 2 Vs MEAN GIRLZ Vs MELON CLUB Vs S.T.
WINNER(S): DSR PINNED MELON CLUB (NO SHOW)
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NON TITLE X-DIVISION MATCH
JACKSON GUNNER (NO SHOW) Vs SAMANTHA "TITANESS" HAMILTON
WINNER(S): SAMANTHA HAMILTON
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X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
STITCHES Vs ACE KING
WINNER(S): AND STILL EWC X-DIVISION CHAMPION... ACE KING
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: ACE KING
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: STITCHES VS ACE KING
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