FN'R #472 - Qingdao, Shandong, China - 7.17.2020
Jul 17, 2020 19:22:26 GMT -6
President Mac, Jason Anderson The Boss, and 6 more like this
Post by FN'R on Jul 17, 2020 19:22:26 GMT -6
Emmanuelle Chriqui stands in a darkened arena, a lone spotlight shining on her in the middle of the ring.
Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, please stand and observe a moment of silence as we put forth a ten bell salute for our fallen sister Lorelai. She wasn't on Rampage long, but we still mourn her untimely passing.
Chriqui: Thank you. Gone but not forgotten, thank you for the memories Lorelai. Rest in power.
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...
Ace slowly gets to his feet and JTC attempts the Knock-Out Kick, but Ace is able to catch his foot and turn it into a single leg boston crab! Ace wrenches on the hold for a bit before JTC is able to fight his way to the ropes. Ace goes to pull JTC up, but JTC holds the ropes. JTC uses his momentum to turn a flip before kicking Ace in the back of the head with an enzuigiri!
JTC gets behind Ace and sets him up for The Knock-Out Kick, but Ace is able to block and get JTC on his shoulders for a Blackjack Bomb, but JTC is able to fight out of it. JTC behind Ace and chop blocks him, but Ace leap frogs him. JTC up and Ace gets him up. Blackjack Bomb! Cover
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Winner Via Pin-Fall: Ace King
Chriqui: Here is your winner Ace King.
Payne: Ace King gets a win in his first EWC match.
El Chupacabra: Making a statement by planting JTC in spectacular fashion!
Ace with a cover on Megan!
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The ref stops his count holding onto his arm in pain!
Ace looks over and the ref still is not counting
Payne: What the hell?
El Chupacabra: We heard that Megan Gunn was making threats against the ref if she lost the match, but we did not take it seriously!
Ace is up and the ref is still holding his arm in pain! Ace does not notice Jessica Tendonin getting in the ring. Jessica looks to grab Ace, but from the back runs in Griffin Hawkins! Griffin is able to stop Jessica! Griffin takes out Jessica as Megan gets to her feet. Ace scoops up Megan and Sundown!!! The ref hesitates, but Griffin Hawkins stands over him!
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DING DING DING!!!
Chriqui: Here is your winner and NEW EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION ACE KING!!!
Crank drops to the mat with Ace
FBI: I honestly thought it was about to be over .. and then that happens
Both men lay motionless for a few moments before Crank gets to his knees and starts to get Ace up with him. Now on his feet, he has Ace up against the ropes. Ace is very wobbly and can barely stand .. Crank begins to clap his hands and a similar clap and chant begins to follow around the arena by his fans from Ireland
As Crank gets Ace setup against the ropes .. Neo James Carner is suddenly back at ringside .. Crank has Ace partially over the ropes when Neo slides into the ring with a chair and whacks Crank in the back with it. Crank drops to his knees and Ace finally comes to his senses. Ace notices Crank at his feet and sets him up for a backwards suplex over the ropes, but he doesn’t have the energy to lift him. Neo has since left the ring
Mystery Man: Ace has no idea Neo just saved him
FBI: For what reason? Why did Neo come back? Just to be an ass?
Ace puts Crank chest first against the ropes, grabs his feet and starts to lift him over. Ace flips him over but Crank is holding onto the second rope .. neither of his feet are touching the ground
Ace starts to kick away at Crank, trying to get him to let go. He even drops to his knees, trying to pry Cranks hands apart
Neo then comes back around and punches Crank in the gut then runs off into the stands
The punch forces Crank to let go with the one hand, and Ace manages to force him to let go with the other hand
Mystery Man: He's done it! I can't believe it! Ace King has done it!!!
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DING DING DING
Ace jumps onto the ropes with his hands raised high in victory as the bell sounds signaling his victory
Nina Dobrev: Ladies and Gentleman .. the Winner of the 2017 Rumble In The Bronx is ... ACCCCEEEEEEE KIIIIIIIIING!!!!
The Crowd cheers as the Gambler himself is named winner of the 2017 Rumble while confetti and balloons drop from the ceiling! Eddie Crank looks on in disappointment as he can't believe how this just ended.
All three are down and out!
Payne: This is anyone's fight to win now.
El Chupacabra: I know, but look at the timer!
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None of the three are moving
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Shelley Silver pulls Ace King out of the ring!
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KABOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!
The ring explosion goes off with Toni Gunn and Luke Wolfe still in the ring!
The ref rolls back in and checks on Toni and Luke. The ref throws up an X as Ace King gets in the ring. A pair of EMT's put Luke on a stretcher as Ace picks up Toni and delivers The Pocket Ace's!
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DING DING DING!!!
Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall and NEW EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION ACE KING!!!!!!!!
Payne: Ace King has done it!
El Chupacabra: We have a new US Champion! What a match!
Ace holds the United States Championship overhead in celebration.
Dominic though gets up from the clothesline as he sees Ace near the top and reaching up, he jumps over the barricade and gets to the ladder as fast as he can. Dominic gets to the top of the ladder and they both start exchanging punches, during this exchange they don't pay attention and the ladder had started to lean and finally tipped over both of them falling down and going through the table Dominic had set up earlier! The ladder has fallen as well and bounced off of the ropes as it stays and leans there. Both men are motionless however. Medics from the back rush down to check on them but Ace tells them to leave, not wanting anyone to end this match. Dominic says the same to the Medics that come to check up on him, neither motionless but obviously aware enough to speak. Neither one of them move for a good thirty seconds before Ace sticks his arm up trying to roll over, Dominic immediately follows suit as they both get to their stomachs and crawl towards the apron, Ace gets there first though. As he is laying flat he pulls out a bag of tacks as well as a couple Kendo sticks without Dominic seeing him. Ace rolls back over to his back and pulls himself up to a sitting position. Sanders has slowly made his way over and has gotten to a knee but Ace quickly slams the Kendo stick into Dominics head multiple times breaking the stick and Dominic wide open as well. Sanders wipes his forehead and sees the blood and rolls back over to his stomach as Ace has slid the black bag of tacks into the ring and he follows. Ace uses the ropes to pull himself up and kneels down to open the bag so he can dump the tacks near a corner. Ace slowly stumbles over to the ladder as well, instead of setting it up he closes it and shoves it between the top and bottom rope on the opposite side. Ace looks out and sees Dominic still not moving so he gets out of the ring to go pick up Sanders. It takes him a few tries but The US Champion is able to get Sanders into the ring.
Aiello: This match truly could go either way right now. What a Main Event we've had tonight.
Loydson: What took him so long to pull him into the ring? Is Ace that slow?
Ace, after getting Sanders into the ring, had slowly picked The Champ up near the tacks but from seemingly nowhere Dominic grabs Ace and hits him with Funky Town! (T-Bone) The move sent tacks straight into Aces back! The Gambler immediately arched up in pain the bloody Dominic slowly getting up. Not wanting to leave it at that, to make sure that he could climb the ladder Dominic once again exited the ring and threw in a barbed wire wrapped chair. into the ring and slid a huge ladder into the ring as well that he found. Dominic slid in after both of them and slowly got up grabbing the chair stumbling a bit as he took a few deep breaths. He stood there waiting for Ace to get up and as he did he swung the chair and connected busting Ace wide open as well! Dominic grabbed the huge ladder and set it up to slowly make his descent up the ladder. Slowly but surely Dominic slowly got up to the middle rung but Ace had slowly gotten up and got to Dominic to pull him down off the ladder. Ace slung Sanders into the other one that Ace had wedged into the corner earlier. Ace looked at the big ladder but you could tell he wasn't done. King slid out and reached under the apron and grabbed a table that he sat up. This was followed by lighter fluid and a lighter as he lit the wooden table on fire. Ace got into the ring to a still downed Dominic as he pulled the smaller ladder out of the corner and then proceeded to grab Dominic to take him up to the turnbuckle where he took a deep breath and jumped off hitting a spanish fly onto the table burning the flesh of both of them! Both Sanders and King both had audible screams as the fire burnt them. Ace slowly got up and saw a downed Sanders. He wanted to go at him one last time as he reached under the apron and pulled out a barbed wire chair. He slammed it multiple times to the back and legs of Sanders before rolling him over and putting the chair under his back. Ace backed up a bit and hit the Jackpot! (Rolling Thunder to Shining Wizard) Ace fell after the Shining Wizard to catch his breath a bit before sliding into the ring. He slowly proceeded to the big ladder and made his way up to it, slowly but surely. He slipped on a few rungs which helped Dominic to recover and make it to the top as he did. Ace didn't want any fight though so he hit him with a hard headbutt and threw Dominic off as he reached up and unhooked the Championship!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Your winner and NEW EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION AAACCCEEE KIIIINNNGGGG!
Ace, still on the top of the ladder looks down at the title still in awe of the fact he had finally won the Undisputed Championship. He slowly climbs down the ladder, still hurt but far out of his mind as he raises the title up in the middle of the ring. He walks over to one of the turnbuckles and holds it up high, still not believing what he is seeing. Ace King, finally Undisputed Champion. He stands there still in disbelief as he looks at the Undisputed Championship in his hand.
Ace is clumsily climbing up. He rubs frantically at his eyes, trying to get some of the mist out, but it does appear to be too late. Xavier smirks, looking rather satisfied with himself, and confidently saunters up the rest of the ladder. He seems to look even more smug as Ace is descending down the ladder.
With no interference from The Gambler, Reid is able to easily get the key.
However, when he lands on the floor, he's shoved against the turnbuckle! The abrupt force causes Xavier to drop the key! He turns and sees that, despite being blinded, Ace is not yet giving up! He's relying solely on his hearing!
Reid snarls and pivots, trying to hit Ace with X-Odus as he yanks The Gambler over into the corner, but that's exactly what King seems to have wanted! He holds tightly onto Reid, hoisting him on top of the turnbuckle!
Xavier tries to get off, beginning to realize what's about to happen! But Ace continues to maintain his hold on his rival! Ace climbs up behind Reid -- and lands it perfectly! 7-7-7 (Victory Star Drop)!
Ace then scurries out of the ring. It takes a bit of fumbling around, but he finds where the key dropped.
Xavier lets out a frustrated scream as The Gambler manages to run towards the locked door. He tries his damnedest to stop Ace, but is a few seconds too late! Ace escapes!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner, via escaping the cage and NEW X-DIVISION CHAMPION THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
Ace is still attempting to get more mist out of his eyes, even while he has his hand raised. The X-Division Championship is draped over his shoulder.
Melody rolls out of the ring as Iggy comes back, only to get clocked with a clothesline from the Gambler! Ace picks her up on his shoulders, looking for that Blackjack Bomb...but his back is hurting too much, and Iggy manages to get out of it! DISCO WIZARD! Iggy just dropped the Gambler to the canvas with that Shining Wizard! Iggy goes for the cover...BUT DOMINIC BREAKS IT UP! Iggy gets to her feet, laying into Sanders with a flurry of offense that sends him back to the outside! Iggy turns her attention back to Ace King, who's gotten back to his feet at this point...HIGH ROLLER! Ace just dropped Iggy down hard with that Codebreaker to the face!
The wind is knocked out of both competitors, with Ace crawling over to look for a tag...only to find that Dominic is still out on the floor! Iggy slowly gets to her feet, managing to just get the tag to Melody who goes to work on the back of the Gambler, hitting a German suplex. Melody with a knee to the face of King as she looks to hit that spike DDT...NIGHTMARE FUEL! She's done it, and now she goes for the cover! 1...2...KICK OUT BY ACE KING!
Aiello: I don't believe it! Melody drove Ace's head into the canvas with that Nightmare Fuel, but Ace managed to kick out!
Bennett: Gambler's still got a lot of grit in him Joe, but is his luck about to run out?
Carter: There's Sanders back on the apron, is he gonna actually tag in and go for the win here!?
Dominic's made it back to the apron now, begging for Ace to give him the tag...and Ace manages to do it! Dominic comes in like a man possessed, looking to shrug off the pain in his body as he hits a DDT on his AMH comrade, proving he's a man of his word as he strives to win the tag belts on this night. Sanders picks Melody up, hitting a German suplex...but not content with that, he hits another for good measure. The pain is starting to show through as he lifts Melody once more to hit a Samoan drop...Melody is down, but so too is a very hurt Dominic Sanders, who has to crawl on his back to get in position and make the cover on Melody. 1...2...KICK OUT BY MELODY!
Dominic looks distraught, but more to the point looks exhausted as Melody slowly gets back on her feet. Dominic follows suit, noticing that Melody is limping slightly as she approaches the Indy Champion...only for Sanders to connect with a drop toe hold! Melody is down as Sanders slowly locks in the Texas Bluebonnet! Melody is trapped in the middle of the ring, as Iggy comes in to break the hold...only for Ace to block her efforts with a HUGE dropkick that sends her to the corner! Melody inches toward the ropes, writhing in agony as she reaches out...but Dominic manages to take one big step forward, escape slipping through Melody's fingers! She yells as she finally taps out, her leg unable to take anymore punishment! It's all over as the ref calls for the bell!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via submission, and THE NEW EWC CHAMPIONS... THE DIIIIIAMOOOOOND DOOOOOOOGS!
A very sore, very tired Sanders lets go of the hold as the ref presents him both the gold he already won and the Tag Team Championship belts. Ace walks over, retrieving his belt as Sanders hands him one of the tag belts before the ref raises their arms in victory.
The camera moves down from the MacTron to the ring where Rampage General Manager Grizzly Duggan stands, a smile on his face and a mic in his hand.
Duggan: If you asked me who the greatest active wrestler on this planet was, without a doubt I'd say Ace King. Ace King is one incredible son of a bitch and I am proud of have had the pleasure of facing him twice. He is truly a man worthy of being called a GrandSlam Champion and I toast a bowl of chicken noodle soup to you my friend. But it's not just me...
Ruthann Hunter: There was a reason why I told this man and beg for him to come over to EWC. Ace and I have been friends for a very long time and I saw the greatest you have in that ring. I knew this would be the best place to keep that craft of your going. I knew deep down when you set inside of that ring with many of the wrestlers of this time you will be something they will want to become something great. They are great because you are great my buddy. I would like to say thank you listening to me at last and given EWC the chance to see some of your best work. I know it just the begin for you my friend, my stablemate and brother. Congratulates and I can't wait to do some celebration tonight after the match.
Gabrielle Visconty: Ace King... One thing that remains true since my late 2018 start in the EWC, Ace King being a champion in some format in this company. No matter if it was his legendary 777 day run as the US Champ, or his run as Champ-Champ while holding both the US and Undisputed Championship titles... Or even his recent champ-champ run as X-Division Champion and Tag Team title holder, Ace is very much a part of EWC legend for me.
Just pick a better tag team partner next time, will ya?!
In all seriousness, thank you for all the kind words and inspiration. Congratulations on another amazing milestone, Ace!
Samantha Hamilton: You were, essentially, the very first person to see something in me. You didn't look at me and roll your eyes or assume the worst just because of how me and my sisters debuted on Rampage. Hell, you didn't even question the fact I did know how to fight .. unlike many others whom, even still, continue to do so to this day.
But no. You did none of that.
Instead, we met at Rampage #449 and you gave me one of the best fights of my life here in the EWC. And we damn well nearly used all sixty minutes of the original time we were offered! Forty-six minutes and fifty seconds ... that's how long and hard we fought another.
Not only did we impress the audience, but management, considering we earned Match Of The Night that evening.
Ever since our fight in New Jersey, I've had absolutely nothing but respect for you. It wasn't simply because you were the United States Champion at the time, but that was a part of it. You took any and every challenger head on. You were, and are, a true champion.
It's not really much of a secret that when you lost at WrestleFest, I was among the many who hurt for you. Precisely because I knew how much that strap meant to you. That's simultaneously a side reason why I busted my ass off so hard to not only win the United States Championship, but retain it at Scars And Stripes.
Long story short?
Fuck the haters, Ace. You're an amazing man, wrestler, and champion. Don't you dare let anyone try to persuade you otherwise.
No matter what happens from here on out, know and understand that everything I relayed before walking into the Cage of Doom still very much applies. I'll gladly consider you as a damn good ally and comrade. That's another thing you can always bet on, Ace.
Sanders: Ace King. Congratulations, PARTNER! You've made it to 100 matches! What a feat. Nevermind the fact that I am going to have that done at least six months sooner than you accomplished it.
Sanders smirks like the asshole he is.
Sanders: Regardless! You've been on a tear in your career here in the EWC. Hall of Famer for sure, especially if you stick by me as the Diamond Dogs. We WILL win those Tag Team Championships back...
Cora: Bet on it.
Reid: When I got the message the EWC and Rampage wanted me to take a moment and record a nice little message to Ace King on his 100th match in the EWC I thought I was being punk'd…
Love: Makes sense, it would be like asking me to say something nice about Jordan Sharpe…
Reid: Then when I found out they were serious I thought to myself what in the hell are they thinking, do they really trust me that much to give me air time to praise Ace King???
Love: I suggested sending him a little something via text but…
Tommy stands up and goes to unzip is pants and then stops
Love: Xavier said NOBODY wants to see that again…
Reid: In those 99 matches Ace and I have been involved in Rumble Matches, a Stable Wars Match, inside the Insanity Cage together at Night of Champions, tag team matches, triple threat matches, locked inside the Rage in the Cage twice and fought against each other for championships on the biggest stages here in the EWC...11 matches in total and you were the first person that met me in the FSW on my first night back...let’s face it we have been locked at the hip since I came back...we are never going to be friends inside that ring or go out for beers and a few laughs...I’m not even on your Top 25 List of your favorite Volando’s...I get it but when we shook hands at StrangleMania this year after our X-Division Championship that was me coming with terms that the best man won...time and time again you’ve proven you were the best man but that’s not going to stop me from coming at you Ace...at Parabellum we get to try something new, Teammates...for the first time in our storied careers here in the EWC Ace King and Xavier Reid will be on the same side and I’ll say it...I’m looking forward to working with you instead of against you...for one night anyways...so tonight, in your 100th match here in the EWC I give you your due...Ace King you are the standard here in the EWC, the one person we all measure ourselves up against...the one man EVERYONE gets up for when they see your name next to theirs, you get everyone’s A-Game which makes 777 so amazing...so Ace congratulations on 100 matches here in the EWC and best of luck tonight…
Love: Wait, seriously...we aren’t going to bash him, to roast him...The Roast of Ace King where we talk about having sex with his wife or make fun of his suspension or that he teamed up with Dominic Sanders...come on…
But Xavier shakes his head no as the camera cuts away...
Candy: Hey Ace. Tonight’s a big night for you. Congratulations on making it to one hundred matches. There is no doubt I respect you for everything you’ve accomplished in the ring. You have a lot to be proud of.
She offers a sincere smile.
Candy: But I suggest you enjoy the moment while you can, because after tonight things might get a little unsweetened for you.
She licks at her lollipop.
Candy: Sorry if I put a damper on the festivities, but I just thought I should give you a heads up. Be seeing you at Parabellum!
Candy goes back to enjoying her lollipop as she fades from the MacTron.
A voice comes across next.
Voice: MacTron, this thing is called the MacTron? Oh you silly bitch Mac. You silly ...... silly ...... [whispers] biiiitch.
The camera pulls back to reveal Shadow Man
Shadow Man: Oh hello there Rampagians. I finished a giant bowl of sì xǐ wánzi. I think that's Chinese for 'sweet and sour bull testicles". Whatever the case, it tasted familiar. [looks down at a stain on his shirt] Pardon me .... it appears I got some testicle juice on my shirt
Shadow Man: That's better .... ladies .... So I got a phone call from AC Slater or some Saved by the .... bell .... I don't know .... he or she .... I honestly couldn't tell .... told me tonight was Ace Kings 100th birthday and I thought .... first of all ..... things have changed around here because its just .... irresponsible to have someone wrestling at 100 years old
Shadow pretends to have information fed into his ear
Shadow Man: Sorry about that .... the voices are telling its not Ace Kings 100th birthday. Ok Google .... cancel the birthday cake and male strippers
Google: Ok. Cancelling the birthday cake and male strippers
Shadow Man: Wait .... OK google ..... lets move forward with the male strippers .... I think the sentiment still works
Google: Ok. Keeping the male strippers. Would you like them sent to Ace Kings hotel room?
Shadow Man: Wow, you are fucking advanced for google .... yes ... send them to Ace Kings room and remember .... charge it to Michael Saints credit card
Google: Ok. Done.
Shadow Man: [looks down at his pants] Well holy fuck-in-a-box ..... I got the testicle juice on my pants too ..... those testicles are slippery fuckers
Shadow Man: Much better .... how embarrassing was that? Back to Jack Queen ... no wait ... King Club? Deuce is Wild? No wait ... thats what happened after the .... bull .... testicles .... I'm not gunna lie here .... the toilet is a .... fucKING disaster .... Oh here we go! Ace King. Right. Ace I remember back in the winter of 2007 .... I had left the BRAWL brand and joined the House that Hayden built over at Effff'n R. Team Green. It was a great place. Lots of full frontal nudity. And that was just Michael Saint. What I am trying to say is ..... 100 matches is a big fucking deal. If anyone doesn't think so, its probably because they have 200 matches
Shadow Man is greeted by a man on stilts who hands him a suit
Shadow Man: Don't ask. Its a long fucking story. King of Ace, you have turned what was built up by Hayden and ruined by The Sedition into a respectable brand. You and Rampage go hand-in-hand like ..... whatever the fuck goes well with a hand .... you'd think I'd say penis .... but I never do anything myself .... I mean ..... when you look like I do .... you just don't need to
Shadow Man zips up his pants and adjusts his tie
Shadow Man: Congrats Ace. Truly. Madly. Deeply. 100 Matches. Light'em up. Oh and Ace ..... enjoy the gift
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MATCH #1
Broseph Vs Yaya Banana
(Singles Match)
(Ref: Mike Michaelson)
Martinez: Alright, Phil, up next we have Yaya Banana taking on newcomer Broseph!
Loydson: Broseph?
Martinez: That's what it says here, partner.
Loydson: Well I've seen the way you look at Yaya's banana, Javier. I bet you have this one down in your notes as Broseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream-Boat.
Martinez: You're a horrible man.
Chriqui: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Santo Domingo, weighing in at 245 pounds... YAYA BAAAAANANAAAA!
Yaya Banana makes his way to the ring, accompanied by delightfully generic island music.
Chriqui: And his opponent, from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 187 pounds... BROOOOOSEPH!
The lights in the arena go black as The Greatest Man Who Ever Lived (Variations On A Shaker Hymn) by Weezer plays on the PA. A spotlight is shown on Broseph as he walks to the ring. Broseph jumps on a corner turnbuckle and taunts the crowd. The two men get settled in their corners as the referee checks they are ready.
Broseph charges Yaya as the bell rings. He wastes no time, driving him to the mat and unleashing some vicious strikes, Lou Thez style. Banana blocks a strike, checks the hand, and is able to roll himself into the upper position. Broseph struggles for a moment before flipping Yaya off of him and kipping up. The two charge at each other once more and lock up center ring. Yaya Banana hoists Broseph up for a suplex, but instead, Broseph comes back down onto two feet, hooks Yaya's leg, and delivers a hard fisherman's suplex. He keeps hold of the leg and bridges for the pin.
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Martinez: Near fall there! What a suplex!
Loydson: I believe he calls that one the Fisherman's Broplex.
Broseph squares up with Yaya, locking up, before quickly hitting an eye rake. Yaya reels to the corner as Broseph follows. Broseph pushes the still recovering Yaya and he stumbles face first into the corner. Broseph grabs Yaya's head and bashes it down hard into the turnbuckle, quickly climbing it as the dazed Yaya Banana stumbles away. Broseph leaps and hits a big dropkick to the back of Banana's head. Broseph pops up and cockily postures for the crowd, drawing a good amount of heat. As he taunts the crowd he is suddenly attacked from behind by a recovered Yaya Banana. Broseph takes a few hard strikes to the head, but quickly puts and end to the flurry by dropping into splits and hitting a horrid low blow.
Martinez: Johnny Cage Special! Oof! You never like to see that.
Loydson: Oh no, Martinez! He punched your boyfriend where the sun don't shine!
Yaya Banana slowly gets back to his feet, Broseph watching from across the ring with a cocky grin. A furious Yaya rushes Broseph, only to get side-stepped. Yaya bounces off the ropes, and comes screaming back at Broseph, who this time leap-frogs him. Yaya Banana hits the ropes for a second time, comes back, and this times Broseph hits him with a drop toe hold, sending him tripping forward, hanging him on the middle rope. Broseph launches himself forward, grabs the rope and hits a devastating Hit Me Up! The crowd heaps heat on young Broseph as he gestures towards the sky. Broseph ascends a turnbuckle and postures for the crowd once more, loving their hate. He leaps sideways to the rope, springboards, and tumbles through the air. Broseph nails Yaya Banana with the Broton Bomb, hooks the leg and covers...
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Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall... BROOOOOOSEPH!
Martinez: What a maneuver! Broseph puts him away with the Broton Bomb!
Broseph struts around the ring antagonizing the audience, as Yaya Banana slowly recovers and limps off down the ramp.
The MacTron flickers to life. The crowd loudly pops as Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton appears on the screen. The surroundings imply she's very likely backstage, probably in her locker room. She flashes a grin and wave to the camera before beginning to speak up.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: So ... Scars And Stripes. An amazing ass pay-per-view, am I right?
The crowd cheers louder, causing Sam's smile to widen.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Okay. Real talk. I had a conversation with our new GM, Mister Duggan, a few days ago. And like I thought ... me retaining the United States Championship does indeed allow me the option to go for the Undisputed Championship, and ---
The crowd roars even louder, already hearing the implications. A more stoic look appears on Sam's face as she lifts a finger up to her lips.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Here's the kicker. Would I love to dethrone Scorpio once again? Abso-fucking-lutely. No questions asked. But with that being said ... there is, like almost anything in this industry, a catch. And it comes with this.
Sam pulls the United States Championship off of her shoulder, looking right down at it as she continues to speak.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: I wouldn't be able to keep possession of this much longer if I took that offer up. I'd have to vacate it after defending it at least one more time.
Her head lifts as she allows the audience to see and hear how serious her train of thought now is as she continues elaborating where she's going with her logic.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: The thing is ... I promised myself and all of you after winning the United States Championship that I'd make it mean something once again. To say I was proud at being able to show that off at Scars And Stripes is an understatement. I was ecstatic, and even more overjoyed, to retain the very same championship I've sworn to defend.
So ... is it worth giving this up to cash in a shot at the highest tier title?
In some regards, it is. I've been hearing the 'Duh, yes!' part of me screaming in my head. Opportunities like being able to own any type of belt, let alone the highest tier in any company, is something that everyone would love to have a mere opportunity at. I'm not immune from those same desires or ambitions. But as a woman of my word?
A somber expression appears on her face as she firmly nods to the crowd.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: This is where the source of conflict really kicks in. However ... I have not forgotten that Night Of Champions is going to arrive not too long after ParaBellum. If fate and a bit of luck and skill allows me to emerge as the Undisputed Champion at Night of Champions?
Sam nods again, wearing a smile clearly torn between being happy at the idea and just a bit disappointed.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Then who would I be to spit in the face of a pay-per-view's traditions? If Night of Champions literally becomes my night ... I will proudly take up the mantle as the Undisputed Champion. But if and only if it comes down to that. I won't be against any easy opponents, but ... if this industry has taught me anything, it's that anything can happen, and tends to when you least expect it.
Now ... until both Parabellum and Night of Champions arrive, I'm gonna resume watching the rest of Rampage play out. Let's enjoy the show, shall we?
With those last words uttered, Sam flashes the audience one last wink before the MacTron flickers off. Camera fades to commercial.
We find Lochlan MacKay and his uncle Argyle backstage. Lochlan is sitting in a chair as Argyle wraps a tartan blindfold around his nephew's head.
Lochlan: Uncle, ye know I wood never question yer training.
Argyle: Aye.
Argyle finishes tying the blindfold and inspects his work. Waving a hand and feigning a few strikes, he ensures the blindfold is effective as Lochlan continues.
Lochlan: I thought you said we were coming doon to Rampage to watch the shoo. Ya knoo? Learn a thing or two? Scoot the competition?
Argyle, having wandered just out of frame, returns with a clucking chicken.
Argyle: Aye! And watch ye shall! But FIRST...ye must catch this chicken.
Lochlan: Oh Christ...not the chicken...
Argyle: Aye! The chicken.
Argyle sets the chicken down and gives it a nudge with his foot.
Argyle: Go on ya wee beastie!
The chicken takes off down the hallway as Lochlan, having obviously done this before and being none too pleased, counts down from 10 with his face against the wall, arms obscuring his already blindfolded vision hide-and-seek style.
Argyle: No peeking!
Lochlan: 3...I KNOO! NO PEEKING....2....1....
Lochlan takes off after the chicken, racing down the hallway. We watch him scramble to the end bashing into the wall, Uncle Argyle barking borderline-gibberish encouragement after him, before he turns down a different corridor after his prey. The camera turns back to Argyle MacKay, who is now beet red and laughing hysterically with his nephew gone.
Argyle: ...fock I can't breathe. I'll tell you a secret...this doesn't do fock all for the boy's wrestling...but Christ, didja see im!?? BAHAHAHA!!!
Distant crashing and clucking is heard as Argyle stables himself against a wall, cry-laughing.
MATCH #2
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal Vs Autumn Raven
(Singles Match)
(Ref: Mike Michaelson)
Martinez: Ladies and gentlemen coming up next is our second match of the night, it’s Alex….
Loydson: Hold on Martinez! I’m getting word from the back that something is happening, there’s a big brawl backstage!
Martinez: Damn! Can we get cameras back there?! Jimmy, you hear me? Can we get a camera back there?! We need to know what’s going on here?!
Loydson: Somebody get a damn camera back there!
The camera changes to Alex Carbajal and Autumn Raven throwing rights and lefts at each other in the gorilla position just behind the curtains! A bunch of enhancement talent are nearby trying to talk sense into them but the brawl is too intense to get too close! Some Shield Maiden’s arrive and a load of security barricade them from interfering,creating even more chaos backstage! Both Alex and Autumn fight and brawl their way out to the top of the ramp as the crowd responds by cheering on the action!
Martinez: I don’t know what the hell happened between these two backstage but they are throwing some serious fisticuffs at each other all the way down the ramp towards the ring! This is unbelievable!
Loydson: My sources told me it started at catering, Autumn took the last car shaped cupcake and that got Alex mad, then the fight started from there!
Martinez: Oh quit it! That’s not what happened, but somebody must’ve made a snide comment one way or the other because usually cooler heads prevail before actually getting in the ring, we don’t see many rampages like this!
Loydson: It’s about damn time if you ask me! This is Friday Night RAMPAGE after all, Martinez!
The fans pop again as the referee calls for the starting bell as both women roll in the ring, entangled and throwing fists at each other! They get to their feet, then continue throwing lefts and rights in a wild, haymaker fashion until Autumn finally relents, getting caught right between the eyes and falling fast to the canvas! Alex takes a moment to rest, she wipes her mouth and looks at her hand to see if she’s cut open or not. Autumn tries to get up but Alex drops a fast elbow strike between her shoulder blades to drop her back down to her stomach, Alex leans in close to her and starts drilling vicious knees into her ribs, she punches Autumn in the head with an overhand hammer strike then applies an anaconda vice submission on her! Autumn quickly stretches and gets her hand on the bottom rope to break the hold. Alex drags her to the middle of the ring to apply it again but Autumn reverses it into a deep small package pin 1...2….Alex barely kicks out!
Martinez: Whoa! That was so close! I thought Autumn had the win right there!
Loydson: Look out! Autumn Raven just locked Alex in a Koji clutch submission! She’s trying to get HER to tap out now!
Martinez: I don’t know what happened backstage, but I just have to know now, what got these two so fired up here tonight?!
Loydson: We may never know Martinez!
Alex gets the rope this time to break up the submission attempt. She pulls herself out of the ring to recover. Autumn climbs to the top ropes, she jumps and hits a missile dropkick out of the ring right to an unsuspecting Alex, sending her flying headfirst into the barricade! She picks up Alex by the hair and whips her over the steel steps as the referee starts his count in the ring. Autumn takes a moment to recover as fans nearby clap and cheer her on. She walks around the steel steps only to receive a flying roundhouse kick by Alex! The move spins Autumn around and Alex jumps on her back and wraps a forearm around her neck and cradles it with the other arm, Autumn quickly understands what is about to happen so she falls backwards, onto the steel steps! Crushing Alex in the process! The referee calls out 7 loudly, Autumn grabs Alex and rolls her back in the ring, she takes a moment to breathe then rolls in after her, she hooks the leg 1...2...Alex kicks out! Autumn seems mad at this, as she stands up, she waits for Alex to get to her feet, then nails her with a Claw of the Night superkick but Alex catches it! She twists around and applies Plata O Plomo! The leg trap camel clutch is in deep! Autumn claws at the mat, she reaches for the rope but Alex pulls her to the center of the ring and leans way back now, not caring if that leg snaps or not, Autumn has no choice but to tap out!
Chriqui: And your winner, via Pinfall... Alex “Bullet” Carbajal!
Martinez: Man oh man what got into to these ladies tonight?!
Alex immediately gets out of the ring and starts storming to the back, she is met by some of her Shield Maiden clan who try to celebrate with her but Alex is having none of it, she walks by them to the locker room area. Autumn slams the mat with her fist in anger, the referee says something to her but she curses at him and exits the ring, also really mad about the interaction backstage.
Loydson: Tell you what Martinez, can we please have the rest of the matches go like this tonight?! I want to see some real hate and emotion like what we just witnessed, good old blood feud, some fists and swearing.
Martinez: I don’t think this is over Loydson, not by a long shot! That was some pure hate flowing from both wrestlers here tonight and for the life of me, I can’t understand what was said between them, but it was enough to start flying those fists at each other before they even walked through the curtain!
Loydson: Sometimes that's all it takes, I tell ya! You can really get annoyed with the amount these competitors travel and the time they spend away from their families , that can boil over and sometimes it just takes the right mix of gas and flame and you have a wonderful explosion like we saw tonight!
Martinez: Congratulations again to the Bullet, but now we go back to footage from earlier in the day.
As the MacTron comes to life, we see footage of earlier in the day with Faith Rivers signing autographs for the great fans of China outside of the Conson Stadium. At her side is her second in command, AC Thunder. Everyone seems pumped for tonight’s festivities when the Rampage Interviewer shows up for a quick word.
Spade: Excuse me Faith…
After she turns to give him her attention, he continues.
Spade: ...EWC hasn’t seen you since you came up short in recapturing the Television Championship back at Prime 67. Can you tell us what you’ve been up to?
Rivers: Regrouping as I said I was going to and enjoying some downtime while I’m at it.
She winks over at AC as Brain continues with his questions.
Spade: Do you know when you’ll make your return?
Rivers: When the time is right.
She nods.
Rivers: But of course, I wasn’t going to miss out on today. Tonight is a very special night. Ace King is being celebrated for yet another milestone in his career. Now I could stand here and say plenty of nice things about my friend. Though I think I rather go talk to him in person.
With that, Faith joins hands with AC as they head for the entrance.
Argyle MacKay stands backstage, watching a monitor. Next to him, his nephew Lochlan is holding and petting a chicken. Cory Bowen walks up to them as Lochlan defensively pulls the chicken away from him, before setting it down on the table next to him with a pat, and turning towards Bowen.
Cory: I heard about your little contest coming up.
Lochlan: Oh, aye?
Cory: I want in.
Uncle Argyle steps in as Lochlan and Cory stare each other down.
Argyle: Excellent! I was wondering if one of you green boys had the stoones to accept.
Cory: If anyone challenges me to a fight, I accept.
Argyle: It's not a fight per se, laddie. Call it a test of manhood. Ya see, this great ox...
Argyle slaps Lochlan's back with the sound of a thunderclap.
Argyle: He only fights them what's proved themselves strong enough to take the beating. And everyone knows the test of soldierly is in a man's arm. So ye will be throwing. Trash cans!
Cory: Trash cans?
Argyle: Aye, trash cans. De ye nae watch Brawl, daft boy?
Cory: That's fine, I said I'd do it, and I will. I'll do it and I'll win. And when I beat everyone, it will only go to prove what everyone already knows...Rampage is the best brand around.
Cory looks Lochlan up and down one last time, and walks away.
Argyle: Watch that one, boy, I've heard he's a bloody heed case.
Lochlan: Oh, no...
Argyle: Well, sympathy is one thing, but I believe the best way to work towards lifting the stigma is..
Lochlan: No! Uncle...oh, no!
Lochlan gestures at the now-chickenless table. Argyle sighs and shakes his head, pulling out the blindfold from earlier, walking around behind Lochlan and starting to put it on.
Argyle: Come on lad, you know the drill..
Lochlan: Haven't I missed enough of the show already? For fock's sake...
Argyle: Hush now! If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times..
The two surly Scotsmen continues to bicker as Argyle finishes tying the blindfold. Lochlan takes off again in search of his feathered friend, Argyle yelling after him:
Argyle: Careful, boy! You know she bites!
MATCH #3
Cory Bowen Vs Nezumi Hazama
(Singles Match)
(Ref: Pierce Patterson)
Martinez: Coming up next we have our third match of the night, The Rat King Nezumi Hazama takes on Cory Bowen, this should be a great contest!
Loydson: Well we have Cory Bowen, who has seemingly turned his life around, but I don’t think it’ll take much to poke that old psycho dwelling deep down inside and Nezumi is the perfect candidate to do just that.
Martinez: Well with the watchful eye of Dr Lake at ringside, I doubt we’ll see Cory do anything to bend the rules here tonight!
Loydson: Ya, you just watch Martinez! The Rat King can bring that out of people, I’ll put money on it!
Chriqui: The following match is scheduled for one fall, Introducing first, from Roppongi, Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 225 pounds...Nezumi Hazama!
"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. 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: Good god this guy makes me uncomfortable.
Loydson: That’s the beauty of it Martinez, he’s already in your head before the match even starts. It’s a lost art form in this business when you can have that much effect on the viewers before the bell even rings.
Chriqui: And His opponent,being accompanied to the ring by Dr. Lake, from Salem Oregon, weighing in at 215 pounds... Cory Bowen!
Cory walks onto the stage with Dr. Lake right behind him staring out at the live audience. He high fives a few fans as he walks down the ramp but ignores most of them. They talk quietly on the outside before Cory gets in the ring, he does a few shoulder rolls to warm up before the bell.
Cory leans over the top rope to hear something Dr. Lake is saying to him over the noise of the crowds, Nezumi takes full advantage of the momentary distraction and attacks him, he nails Cory with an enzuigiri, then jumps on his back on the canvas and starts firing off vicious forearm shots to the back of Cory’s head! The crowds boo immediately at his actions as referee Pierce Patterson has to get physically involved and jumps in to hook his arms in Nezumi’s to stop him from battering the helpless opponent on the canvas. They stand up and Pierce is checking on Cory, Nezumi is looking incredulously at the referee, then looks at the crowd and sneers. He licks his lips then moves the referee out of the way, Cory spins to his back and drives both feet into Nezumi’s thighs causing him to do a front flip! Cory gets to his feet, he hauls Nezumi up then throws him off of the ropes, he nails The Rat King with a hard running European uppercut, dropping him fast then dropping himself down for a quick cover 1...2….Nezumi kicks out, Cory grabs a headlock on the canvas.
Martinez: Cory takes control after that sneak attack start by The Rat King!
Loydson: I think Pierce shouldn’t be putting his hands on the wrestlers like that, there’s no need to do that, just tell him to break it up and Nezumi would have stopped smashing Cory’s brains in there.
Martinez: Give me a break! You can’t just assault a guy with strikes like that, it’s against the rules!
Loydson: Speaking of rules Martinez, it must suck being a referee in EWC, they never get recognition during entrances anymore! I remember a time way back when the referee would at least get a mention then a quick applause from the crowd!
Nezumi fights his way to his feet inside the headlock, he throws Cory off of the ropes then gives him a drop toe hold that Cory just stands inside! He reaches down and grabs both of Nezumi’s legs and leans back, launching The Rat King over the top ropes but he grabs the top rope and hangs there for a minute on the outside, he skins the cat back in the ring but Cory grabs him from behind and hits a neckbreaker, then a quick pin but Nezumi is too close to the ropes and the count isn’t even 1. Cory picks up Nezumi, he slams him back down with a hard powerbomb, he picks him back up then runs across the ring with a hard spinebuster! He falls on Nezumi for the cover 1...2….Nezumi just kicks out! Cory punches the canvas in frustration. Dr. Lake calls out to him, he nods his head and takes a few measured breaths. He goes to pick up Nezumi but is countered quickly with a hard spinning back kick to the upper chest sending him to the mat. Cory scrambles and stands up groggy, Nezumi is already on the top ropes and jumps with a flying dropkick right to the side of Cory’s head that sends him flying to the corner looking knocked out. Nezumi gets to his feet he walks over and instead of pinning his opponent, he raises Cory’s head by his hair and starts taunting him, he slaps him a bunch of times while laughing. Cory’s expression starts to turn darker and darker.
Martinez: Here we go Loydson, this is exactly what you were talking about, this will be a big test for Cory’s psyche!
Loydson: Nezumi is doing everything he can now to awaken that inner demon of Cory’s after the man has made so much progress in burying it deep down inside! I love it!
Martinez: You would! Maybe you need a few sessions with Dr. Lake over there!
Loydson: Look how concerned she is right now, I bet she’ll get this match called off, everything she worked for with this man is about to fly right out the window!
Cory looks around in confusion, he gets another slap then he grabs the middle rope, another slap, then another, he yells “NO!” then starts fighting back with lefts and rights with rage all over his face! The crowds respond at the awakening as Cory has Nezumi backed all the way across the ring now with lefts and rights, chops and elbows, forearms and more rights. He spins Nezumi around and jumps up on his shoulders for the poisonrana special move but The Rat King turns it into an alabama slam, draping Cory’s neck right on the top rope! Cory holds his neck on the canvas, Nezumi takes a moment to recover, he picks up Cory on his shoulders and nails him with Let It Die, the GTS Kenta style knocks him out cold….1….2...3!
Chriqui: And your winner, via Pinfall...Nezumi Hazama!
Martinez: Well that was planned to perfection from that absolutely creepy creature, The Rat King, Nezumi Hazama! Great match for Nezumi, where do you think he goes from here, Loydson?
Cory rolls out of the ring and is looked after by Dr. Lake, Nezumi is on the top ropes, licking his lips and sneering at the crowd in celebration.
Loydson: I think The Rat King moves on and eventually gets a title shot somewhere, he can’t be ignored!
Martinez: Great planning by The Rat King to try and throw Cory off of his mental game here tonight by mocking him and continuously slapping his face.
Loydson: I told you earlier! Nezumi will tap that inner psycho and he did it to perfection! Hard to say if Cory is fully recovered or we will see a deranged version of himself next time, I believe Dr. Lake has a lot of work to do here!
The camera cuts backstage inside the Conson Stadium where we find ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love talking to Ace King.
Creme de la Creme walks in from one direction as Joseph Hunter enters from the opposite direction, Ace looks at Creme and then at Tommy and shakes his head
King: Yeah, I think I'll catch up on this later
And with that Ace gets up and walks away as Tommy throws his arms in the air.
Love: Come on Ace...well I'll send you the notes from the meeting...anyways thank you both for meeting me tonight, I know we all have a business night...well maybe not you…
The camera pulls back to show that Tommy is talking to Joseph Hunter and Creme de la Creme, he is pointing to Joseph and then smiles
Love: I kid of course, Samantha deserves the night off, she’s been working hard but still, thank you for being here and meeting with me tonight.
Hunter: Get to it Tommy
Tommy continues to smile as he looks at the two other managers
Love: We are put in quite the bind at Parabellum, all of being forced to team up together, Xavier, Sam, Scorpio and Ace. It’s no secret we all hate each other and for the most part wish nothing but unfortunate things to happen to one another most of the time...well mostly to Scorpio…
Creme doesn’t look entertained by Tommy as Tommy laughs at his own joke
Love: We all know that Candy, Jordan, Ezio and Nevaeh will be one happy rainbows and unicorn loving team, they will put up a united front because for them this is their chance to really stick it to the MAIN champions of the EWC…
Tommy’s smiles vanishes
Love: They all resent us because they live in our shadows. Their championship matches are the warm up act when we all come together, it’s why Jordan Sharpe took great pleasure and beating your guy...gal...what’s the right thing to call the Undisputed Champion these days? I’d hate for Twitter to try and #CancelTommy…
He looks at Creme who seems to be growing more annoyed as the seconds go by
Love: You are all welcome by the way, Xavier went to Prime and smacked that idiot around and stopped that run he’s been on before he marches into Parabellum but now we face our toughest task of all...coming together as a team…
Tommy looks from Creme to Joseph and then back to Creme
Love: They are all expecting us to implode, to turn on one another and just be the dysfunctional assholes we really are...I’m not going to try and deny it...I know Xavier and Sam have had their issues, he’s said some things, she’s said some things...and yes Xavier and Ace have a colorful past that insures they will not be trading Christmas cards and Xavier and Scorpio...well let’s just the things they said about each other our still very close to the surface...but Samantha and Scorpio have their own checkered past...to say they hate each other is an insult to hate...there is no way those two will ever become friends no matter how much Ruthanne wants to try and ‘ship’ them...oh yeah we saw that and it was cute but Xavier isn’t about to be the third hot dog in Sam’s life…
Joseph takes a step towards Tommy who puts his hands up
Love: Ok, slow down...I see where the line is...she hates Scorpio and I can tell the feeling mutual, Scorpio has now lost to her twice and that can’t sit well and sure...her and Ace seem to be able to get along so that’s a start and speaking of Ace...
Tommy looks in the direction in which Ace left
Love: After all him and Scorpio have been through it won’t be easy for him to stand on that apron and work with the man that ended 777...but that’s exactly what we have to do at Parabellum people…
Tommy smiles
Love: We have spent the last year or so beating each other’s heads in...taking years off each other’s careers and fighting for every inch we have here in the EWC but wouldn’t it be nice FOR ONCE not to have to try and kill each other...to be able to be on the SAME team with the people we try and kill week in and week out...to redirect those violent instincts onto fresh faces for once...think about it…
Tommy pauses for dramatic effect
Love: Xavier and Sam double teaming Candy...Ace and Sam bouncing Ezio’s head off their fists...Scorpio and Ace taking turns lighting up Jordan with kicks...Xavier and Scorpio busting Nevaeh open and bathing in her blood...think about it, for one night we could enjoy each other’s company and not give the people what they want...we could be a FUNCTIONAL team and put the JV team back in their place and remind them that WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS OF THE MAIN BRAND FOR A REASON...and why they aren’t in our league…
Tommy smiles as he look at Joseph and Creme. Joseph nods, briefly looking over to Creme before shifting his gaze to Tommy.
Hunter: Luckily for you, I was actually intending on having a talk sorta like this with Sam. Yeah. It'll definitely be difficult to persuade her to ... behave with Scorpio. But I'll gladly pass this message along. That being said.
Joseph's eyes narrow as he looks seriously at Creme first.
Hunter: No more ambush attempts if you don't mind, especially from Scorpio's 'President's Men'. Let's at least - even if for one night - cooperate like Love is saying. And you, Tommy ...
His head shakes as he directs the new set of words over towards Xavier's newest manager.
Hunter: You can jest and make fun of a silly game Sam decided to try on Twitter. But that's exactly as you noticed; something that'll never happen. So let's worry about things that already have been seen before. Those PornHub outfits, as a good example. No trying that shit on my wife. Granted, you didn't technically make Gabi actually wear it, but you damn well made the effort, so I'm counting that. Now then ...
Joseph looks once more time between Creme and Love before taking a breath and nodding.
Hunter: I'm going to go do exactly as I said and relay this message to Samantha. If you all will excuse me ...
Orion offers everyone a polite nod before excusing himself and heading further backstage, likely to go find The Titaness and tell her what just happened.
Love: Can we at least debate the PornHub outfit for Sam or maybe put it to a team vote...
Tommy laughs as he looks at Creme and holds up his hand for a high five as Joseph exits with a very dirty glare directed towards Tommy for that suggestion. Creme looks at Tommy's hand and not knowing WHERE it's been turns and walks away leaving Tommy hanging...
The camera cuts backstage inside the locker room of Xavier Reid and The Southern Express, Xavier is sitting on the bench as Bobby and Jimmy stand in front of him.
Rose: I’m so excited, The Southern Express making their Friday Night Rampage debut…
Lane: We should have done this weeks ago man…
Rose: Yeah but then we wouldn’t have gotten the EWC Tag Team Champions of the World and Dominic Sanders…
Xavier looks up at them
Reid: You two act as if this is a treat, getting to face America’s Most Hated in your first match on Rampage…
Bobby laughs and points to him
Rose: He sounds like a beaten down old vet…
Lane: Maybe he should be the new Eddie Ace…
The two members of the Southern Express high five as Xavier gets to his feet
Reid: Make all the jokes you want but I’M the only won who’s been in the ring with all three of AMH and tonight isn’t going to be a fun night in China, these three are coming for war…
Love: Then it’s a war we will give them…
Xavier, Bobby and Jimmy all turn and look at the door to see ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love standing in the doorway, he smiles as he walks in, the door shutting behind him.
Tommy Love: Xavier’s right, Dominic, Melody and Iggy are coming for blood but so are we. We declared America’s Most Hated OVER and they aren’t going to take that lightly so...they have a death grip on the top spot when it comes to stables and they aren’t about to step off the mantle for us or anything so we will have to go out there and shove them off, take their spot from them and if that means things get a little bloody...well then so be it…
Bobby and Jimmy nod
Rose: I’m not above getting my hands a little dirty for the cause…
Lane: The fans will understand this is a war and that war brings out the worst in people…
Reid: Well I need the worst out of you both tonight...I don’t want the happy go lucky Southern Express, I want the Southern Express that stepped into the cage with The Levett Brothers in 1985...The Southern Express that took layers of flesh off of The Chicago S.W.A.T. Team in that Leather Strap match in 1982...The Southern Express that pushed Little Miss Sunshine off that 30 foot high scaffold in Atlanta in 1988…
Bunny Love: Is that what the Atlanta Incident is all about? You pushed some poor girl off a scaffold?
They all once again turn towards the door but this time it’s Bunny Love standing in the doorway
Reid: You don’t knock before coming into a guys locker room?
Bunny laughs
Bunny Love: Like I haven’t seen it all before...daddy, you wanted these…
Bunny holds up a bag which brings a smile to Tommy’s face
Tommy Love: YES, please set it on the bench…
Bunny walks over and sets the bag down on the bench next to her father
Tommy Love: But Xavier is right, we need you two at your most violent tonight, Xavier is no stranger to this game, a two time X-Division Champion but you two in the past well…
Bunny Love: Can be pussies...with all due respect…
Bobby and Jimmy both look at their manager who smiles at them lovingly
Bunny Love: I said with all due respect…
Tommy Love: Not pussies, that’s not what I was going to say but you two do worry way too much about the fans and what they will think and we can’t have that tonight. Think of this this way…
Tommy walks over to Bobby and Jimmy and puts his arms around them
Tommy Love: You two have the chance to score a early mental victory over DSR Vol 2 here tonight with a win, you know those two are going to go on and on about beating you at Brawl #555…
Rose: The only time we’ve lost here in the EWC…
Lane: And that was after beating two other teams…
Tommy Love: I know but they are bitches, they are going to keep throwing that in your face like your old lady does when you say you’re going to take out the trash and don’t...they are just going to keep repeating, ‘we beat you...we beat you...we beat you…’ but you get the chance to shut them up here tonight...by beating them and going into Parabellum with the upper hand…
Bunny Love: You two can even the score with DSR Vol 2 and on their own brand’s show…
Tommy Love: Exactly and we get the chance to replace AMH as the MEGA GROUP of the EWC...which brings me to these…
Tommy points at the bag and walks over that way
Tommy Love: With us all being back together again it got me thinking about old times, about old matches...about old championships. Do you two remember that year we sent wrestling in the Carolina Territories…
Bobby looks at Jimmy and then back to Tommy
Rose: Yeah sure do, some of my favorite memories were from our time there…
Lane: Xavier we had some killer 6-Man Tag Team matches with your old man…
Xavier doesn’t seem interested in hearing about the old times they had with Chico but Bobby walks over to him and puts his arm around Xavier’s neck
Rose: We were an unstoppable team, Chico and The Southern Express…
Jimmy also walks over and puts his arm around Xavier’s neck
Lane: Nobody could beat us and now...we get to tag with his son…
Rose: Things really have come full circle…
Tommy smiles
Tommy Love: Yes they have, see Chico and The Express were even the 6-Man Tag Team Champions of the World Xavier, about 9 companies recognized those championships back and they even let us defend them under ‘The Freebird Rules’...
Rose: Yeah Chico was booked all over the world so Eddie Ace jumped in from time to time…
Lane: Just so we could defend them…
Tommy Love: But sadly the Alliance between the 9 companies crumbled and they all refused to do business with one another but…
Tommy opens the bag and pulls out three championship titles and lays them on the bench
Tommy Love: Nobody ever beat us for these…
Rose: Well I’ll be damned…
Lane: We figured you pawned them years ago…
Tommy smiles
Tommy Love: Thought about it...hell even tried once but I ended up keeping them for safe keeping just in case the time ever came were The Express teamed back up with a Volando…
Reid: No…
Bunny Love: Listen, get your head out of your ass...we aren’t asking you to replace your father…
Tommy Love: We are asking you to step in and fill a void created by him…
Bunny Love: To start something new with the Express…
Tommy Love: And let’s face it piss a lot of people off with these…
Tommy points to the championships…
Tommy Love: Plus we can switch Killjoy in when you are too busy to team with the Express…
Bobby and Jimmy look at the championships and walk over and pick theirs up...they look at them and Bunny picks up the third championship and holds it in front of Xavier…
Tommy Love: Come on Xavier...let’s have a little fun starting tonight…
Tommy smiles as Xavier looks at the championship and then at Bobby and Jimmy who hold theirs up into the air, Xavier grabs it and the three men clank the gold plates together
Reid: Fuck it, they are going to hate us anyways…
Bunny Love: That’s the spirit!!!
Rose: Who’s going to hate us…
Tommy Love: The World after we dismantle AMH!!!
Tommy smiles as he looks at his new 6-Man Tag Team Champions of the World
MATCH #4
America's Most Hated (Malone, Sanders & Swango) Vs The Commission (Southern Express & Xavier Reid)
(No DQ 6 Person Tag Team Match)
(Ref: Pierce Patterson)
Martinez: Welcome back to Friday Night Rampage! We've got a good one for you coming up next.
Loydson: For the first time ever, the entire trio of America's Most Hated will compete side-by-side! I cannot wait!
Martinez: The biggest question is... will America's Most Hated be able to coexist? It was only a couple of weeks ago that Iggy Swango and Melody Malone defeated Dominic Sanders and his partner Ace King for the Tag Team Championships at Scars and Stripes. And that match was BRUTAL.
Loydson: Look, all is fair in love and war! Yes, Iggy almost re-broke Sanders' wrist. Yes, Dream Sound Revolution Part Two beat the Diamond Dogs. But they are still best of friends. You can tell. You can feel it.
Martinez: I have some doubts, Phillip. I don't see how they can work together.
Suddenly, "In Hell I'll Be In Good Company" begins playing throughout Conson Stadium.
Martinez: Now what in the world is this?
At the first strum of the banjo, the lights in the Stadium go red. From the back walk Dominic Sanders, Cora Whittaker, Melody Malone, and Iggy Swango. They're all clad in leather vests, chaps, and cowboy hats. Sanders leads Cora out by the arm and Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux stand on the top of the stage back-to-back with their Tag Team Championships held outward towards the ring.
Chriqui: The following is a six-person tag team contest scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, accompanied by Cora Whittaker and Rory Hyland... the team of Dominic Sanders and the EWC Tag Team Champions - The Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux, Iggy Swango and Melody Malone... AMERICA'S MOST HATED!
As the four begin to make their way to the ring, Rory Hyland comes out from the back. He is shirtless, wearing ass-less chaps, and a miniature toy cowboy hat. He slowly stalks behind America's Most Hated, making sure they're protected from the rear from any seedy activity. Swango and Malone climb up onto the apron. They enter the ring and toast each other with their Tag Team Championships. Sanders gives Cora a kiss and climbs up the steps and into the ring. He steps through the ring and pulls his hat off of his head and holds it high into the air. Although entertained, the crowd boos loudly, especially for Sanders.
Martinez: I don't know what the hell we are seeing.
Loydson: Come on, Martinez! They're showing they're ready for a good old fashioned duel!
Martinez: But why the costumes? Couldn't this be portrayed someway else?
Loydson: Look. Everybody was wondering if these three could coexist. Worried that Sanders wouldn't put up with the Tag Team Champions' shenanigans. THIS right here shows they are one unit. Cohesive!
Martinez: I suppose you have a point.
The spotlights inside the arena start to flash around the crowd as 'Papercut' starts to play out
Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage and is followed out by Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane, The Southern Express. They walk to the front of the stage as ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love and his daughter Bunny Love walk out and join the three men. Tommy leans over and says something to Bunny who smiles and heads towards the ring as Tommy holds Xavier, Bobby and Jimmy on the stage. Bunny walks up the steps and climbs through the ropes and walks up to Emmanuelle, she looks down at her notes and takes it from her and rips it into two and hands her another piece of paper. Emmanuelle looks down at it and shakes her head no but Bunny points her finger at the piece of paper and insists that she reads it.
Chriqui: And their opponents... being accompanied to the ring by 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love and being joined by Bunny Love, they are the UNRECOGNIZED SIX MAN TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF ALL THE WORLD...THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS, BOBBY ROSE AND JIMMY LANE AND THE EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION XAVIER REID!!!!
Bunny steps in and speaks into the microphone.
Bunny Love: And this is a NON TITLE MATCH... in case you are wondering!!!
Tommy holds up the championships and heads towards the ring as The Southern Express follows Tommy.
And they are followed to the ring by Xavier Reid.
They all climb into the ring and hit the corners to mixed reaction from the fans.
Martinez: All of the goofy antics of these two teams are about to go out the window. Because, despite how quirky these six can be, they are all phenomenal competitors.
Loydson: America's Most Hated all the way. No way Southern Express makes it through this match without a heart attack!
Swango and Reid start this one. Swango tries to run at Reid, but he drops her with a toe hold and immediately jumps to his feet and drives a swift kick to the back of her head. He pulls her to her feet and lifts her up, dropping her down with a brainbuster suplex. He gets to his feet and tags in Jimmy Lane. Lane leaps over the top rope and drops a leg across her throat. He covers.
ONE!
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TWO!!
Kickout by Swango. Lane picks her up and goes for a suplex of his own, but she holds her ground and drills him in the jaw with a forearm. She bounces off of the ropes and jumps up, driving her rear into his face and knocking him to the mat. She then picks him off of the mat and delivers a bridging fisherman suplex.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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KICKOUT! Swango gets up and walks over and tags her partner Melody Malone in.
Loydson: Here comes the Queen!
Malone comes into the ring and grabs the recovering Jimmy Lane. She nails him with the Crowning Achievement and covers him again.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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KICKOUT! As she pulls Lane to his feet, he reaches up and thumbs her in the eye. As she grabs her face, Lane tags in Bobby Rose. Rose gets into the ring and they kick her in the stomach, knocking her to her knees. They each grab an arm and nail her with the “In Your Face.” Rose makes the cover as Lane exits the ring.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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Broken up by Dominic Sanders. Sanders stomps on Rose’s head. Lane and Reid come into the ring. Iggy Swango comes into the ring. All hell breaks loose. Lane and Swango match up and fight long enough to spill through the ropes and to the outside. Reid attacks Malone. Sanders pulls Rose up to his feet and lifts him into the air. He drops Bobby Rose with the Riptide! Meanwhile, Reid drops Malone with the Package Piledriver! Referee Pierce Patterson finally restores some order by getting Reid and Sanders out of the ring. Swango and Lane split apart and return to their corners. Both Bobby Rose and Melody Malone slowly start to crawl to their corners.
Martinez: These two are both in dire need of tagging in their partners!
Loydson: Come on Melody you sweet-cheeked woman!
Martinez: You’re a mess, Phillip.
Rose and Malone both finally tag in somebody else. Dominic Sanders and Xavier Reid are now the legal participants. For the first time since the Rumble in Texas, Dominic Sanders and Xavier Reid square off in the same ring. Sanders and Reid both throw right hands at each other over and over, neither getting the upper hand until, finally, Reid grabs Sanders’ left arm by the cast and drives it hard into the turnbuckle. Sanders shakes out the pain and turns around into the middle of the ring. Reid, however, hits him with a standing reverse frankensteiner.
Loydson: Ouch! That one hurt me!
Martinez: Sanders is down!
Reid picks Sanders up and drops him with a Package Piledriver! He drags Sanders over close to the Southern Express in their corner and makes the cover.
ONE!
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Iggy Swango comes into the ring, but Jimmy Lane makes it into the ring to cut her off!
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TWO!!
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Melody Malone comes into the ring but Bobby Rose is unable to cut her off in time! She breaks up the pinfall. Swango and Lane fight in the corner. Reid gets up and into Malone’s face. Rose drills her in the side of the head with a forearm. Pierce Patterson gets distracted enough again to focus his attention elsewhere. Reid turns around and Sanders nails him with his cast! Reid drops to the mat. Sanders puts Reid in the Texas Bluebonnet! Patterson finally clears the ring and turns around. He looks and sees that Xavier Reid is unresponsive. He lifts Reid’s arm three times, and they drop to the mat all three times! Patterson calls for the bell.
Chriqui: Here are your winners… AMERICA’S MOST HATED!
Martinez: A big win tonight for America’s Most Hated!
Loydson: As if you expected a different result? That’s why they’re the best in this business.
Martinez: The question is… will the Tag Team Champions be able to prevail at Parabellum?
Loydson: I would bet all my money on it. But what I am angry about right now is that this was a No Disqualification match and the ONLY thing that was dirty was Sanders using his cast. No chairs. No nut-shots. NOTHING! I'm pissed off!
Martinez: You would be, folks we have just one more commercial break and then its the grudge match!
MATCH #5 | MAIN EVENT
Ace King Vs Scorpio
(Grudge Match)
(Ref: Toyo Yasahiro)
Martinez: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for our main event. A grudge match. There is nothing on the line here but pride.
Loydson: Yea, So if that son of a bitch Ace King gets all high and mighty on his big night and cheats to win number 100... He doesn't get an Undisputed Shot!
Martinez: And vice versa for Scorpio. This match is just about blood and spilling it.
Loydson: Hope you all brought a rain coat!
Chriqui: The following match is a grudge match. The only way to win is via doctor stoppage. Introducing first, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds... He is the EWC X-Division Champion... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go especially nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through the Conson Stadium. 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.
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 championship draped over his shoulder. 'The Gambler' stays on a knee, taking the title down to look at it for a few seconds. He takes a deep breath and walks to the ring, calmly interacting with fans all the way down the ramp. They are on fire, excited to be here for his 100th match.
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 championship up for all to see. Once he hands the belt to the referee, he gets his game face on while staring directly up the ramp.
Martinez: 100 EWC Matches, Ace King has cemented himself as a legend in this company and a legend in this business.
Loydson: He's like a gnat you just can't swat... but I do have to give him props.
Martinez: Heading into this match, I'd say he has every factor in his favor... but you can never count out Scorpio.
Loydson: Definitely, Ace might be the champion for garbage wrestling... but he's no Scorpio!
Chriqui: His opponent, from London, England by way of Washington DC, weighing in at 205 lbs... 'The S-Factor'... 'The 46th President of The United States'... 'The Baddest Bitch On The Planet'... 'The Commander-In-Chief'... The allegedly 'true' EWC United States Champion AND The EWC Undisputed Champion... SCORPIO!
'Hail To The Chief' plays and the crowd begin to boo knowing who's coming out. Slowly the four members of The President's Men, Scorpio's band of bodyguards, march out from the back and line the stage and ramp ahead of the 46th President's arrival. The final one waves the Star-Spangled Banner as the music fades...
'Iconic' - Madonna feat. Chance The Rapper hits the speakers as the house lights go down, switching to a spotlight focused on the curtain. It parts, revealing 'The S-Factor' Scorpio stood behind, a hand on his hip, the other raised above his head with the Undisputed Championship in it, cutting a beautiful silhouette. He sashays forward, a long coat dripping in jewels swaying with every step. Behind him steps Crème de la Crème, Scorpio's drag queen confidant and manager. The two look to one another and nod, before Scorpio opens his coat and drops it to the floor, revealing another stunning outfit. He steps down the ramp with a confident strut, emulating that of the catwalk models of Paris and Milan, before reaching the ring. Scorpio climbs up one set of steps as Crème climbs the other, parting the ropes to allow 'The S-Factor'' in. Stepping into the middle of the ring Scorpio raises one arm, and blows a kiss with the other, a smile forming on his beautifully made-up face.
Scorpio wastes no time and rolls out of the ring, but Ace King rushes the ropes and flips into a leaping moonsault! King crashes hard into Scorpio, and the King is on Scorpio like white on rice as he repeatedly punches him in the face. Ace drags Scorpio up and Irish-whips him HARD into the ring-post, and Scorpio is on wobbly legs and he stumbles forwards. Ace launches himself into Scorpio and punches him square in the mouth! Scorpio falls backwards onto his ass, now with a busted lip that is dropping thick strands of blood. Ace quickly goes under the ring and finds himself a table. He sets it up to a round of applause from the crowd. Ace grabs Scorpio by his head and drags him to his feet, but the Undisputed Champion shoves himself into a headbutt. The skull on skull collision backs Ace up, while Scorpio drops to a knee. Scorpio quickly bounces up off the knee and hooks Ace's head, bringing it down crashing face first off a AGR! Scorpio sits up and has a smug smile with a mouth full of blood. Scorpio shakes his finger, no no no. It's not over. Scorpio drags Ace up and shoves him up onto the apron. Scorpio joins him and pulls Ace up, leaning him on the ropes. Scorpio smiles and the table and leaps into a second AGR... BUT ACE GRABS SCORPIOS WAIST AND LEAPS SIDEWAYS... GERMAN SUPLEX OF THE APRON. BY GOD. SCORPIO LANDS RIGHT ON HIS HEAD AND NECK!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Martinez: OH MY GOD
Loydson: DID THAT JUST HAPPEN?!
Martinez: I THINK IT DID!
Ace King sits up and cuts his own sadistic smile. Instant replay shows a slo-mo angle as Scorpio's head and neck are driven hard onto the padded concrete. Ace gets up to his feet, and nearly stumbles but finds his footing. He heads back under the ring and retrieves two chairs. He slides them both into the ring. Next Ace drags Scorpio up, before sliding him also into the ring. Ace enters the ring himself.
Martinez: What could Ace King have planned here?
Loydson: It's probably not good.
Ace sets both chairs in the center of the ring facing each other. He then drags Scorpio over to one and sits him down, King himself then takes a seat. Scorpio is slumped in the chair and trying to catch his breath when Ace slaps the shit out of him. Ace raises his hands and beckons Scorpio to follow suit. Scorpio plants his feet and lunges into a slap that paintbrushes King's face and almost knocks him from the chair. Ace laughs and slaps Scorpio again... Scorpio slaps Ace. Ace slaps Scorpio. Scorpio slaps Ace. They are literally slapping each other silly and the crowd is going nuts. Scorpio slaps Ace again, and then again. Ace lunges and kicks Scorpio directly into the throat, sending Scorpio backwards in his chair. Ace gets up and shoves Scorpio's chair out of the way but Scorpio uses the opening to kick Ace square in th groin! Ace stumbles backwards and sits in his chair. Scorpio is back up, chair in hand... OH MY GOD... HE SMASHES THE CHAIR INTO ACE'S FACE. Ace slumps forward and falls to his hands and knees... SCORPIO HITS HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE CHAIR. AND AGAIN!
JESUS CHRIST JESUS CHRIST
Martinez: This match could be over... If Ace King was a normal human, this match WOULD be over!
Scorpio rolls Ace over and to no one's surprise, Ace's face is covered in blood. Scorpio drags Ace up to his feet before leaping into a shotgun dropkick that sends Ace flying backwards over his chair. Scorpio throws his own chair at King, just barely missing his face. Scorpio exits the ring and beckons Crème de la Crème over. Crème hands him a portable mirror and Scorpio looks disgusted by his face... Scorpio rolls into the ring and begins to stomp down on Ace's back. Scorpio drags Ace up and sends him in the direction of the table outside the ring. Ace hits the ropes and stumbles forward into an enzuigiri. Ace falls backwards and is draped over the top rope. Scorpio exits to the apron and leaps up into a hurricanrana... PULLING BOTH HE AND ACE TO THE OUTSIDE THROUGH THE TABLE! Scorpio lands hard on his neck, and he screams in agony as he kicks the ground. Ace King lay motionless, his face in a pool of his own blood.
Martinez: Okay, you can stop the match now. STOP THE DAMN MATCH!
Scorpio gets to his feet, still clutching his neck. Scorpio stumbles over to King and drags him up, but Ace falls back down. Face first into the destroyed table. Scorpio tells the doctor to check Ace.
Dr: King, I'm going to ca...
King: Don't yo... fuc.. in... dare. DON'T!
The doctor is shocked by King's reply, but is soon shoved out of the way by a furious Scorpio. Scorpio drags Ace up and slaps the fuck out of him, a mist of blood flies upon impact. Ace falls backwards, but not before Scorpio can send a roundhouse kick directly into the side of his head. Scorpio drags Ace up again and again slaps the taste from his mouth, but this time Ace falls forward swinging a broken piece of metal from the table! The razor-sharp end of the metal catches Scorpio in the forehead and blood begins to stream down. Scorpio tries to wipe the blood but Ace hits him directly in the throat with the metal! Scorpio spins gasping for air, and Ace leaps into a neck-breaker! Both men are down! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!
Loydson: This is one of the most brutal grudge matches I've seen.
Crème de la Crème helps Scorpio up while he gasps for air, Crème and Scorpio limp their way away from Ace. They are heading for the entrance ramp. Ace King crawls to the apron and pulls himself up. He drags himself along the apron towards Scorpio and Crème. Crème looks back and sees King on their heels and lets out a scream. Ace screams back and charges, Scorpio pushes Crème to safety right as Ace King slams into him with a spear!
Martinez: Ace King with a callback to his friend and Scorpio's former partner Georgie Nickles!
Ace King uses every ounce of strength he has left to drag himself up, and to drag Scorpio up in a cravat. Ace stumbles to the edge, spits down to the exposed concrete and leaps into a FUCKING AGR! SCORPIOS FACE SLAMS INTO THE EXPOSED CONCRETE! Ace King wears no emotion as he sits staring off into space. The doctor rushes over and checks Scorpio, he's out. It's over!
Chriqui: And your winner, via doctor stoppage... ACE KING!
Martinez: JESUS CHRIST. Neither of these men will ever be the same after tonight.
Crème de la Crème rushes Scorpio and the doctor and pleads with the doctor to wake Scorpio up. Ace King is helped up by Toyo Yasahiro but he maintains his state of no emotion as he climbs up onto the stage and leaves.
Loydson: Both of these men will be scarred for life, both of these men probably have shorter career's ahead of them. That was brutal.
Martinez: And Ace sealed the deal with a AGR... Talk about a statement.
Loydson: Normally these matches end a rivalry, be it through fear or respect... But Omar, I think this has only just begun.
The camera pans back down to the side of the stage where Team Scorpio are tending to the 46th President of The United States; Crème is desperately holding her President’s head and talking to him as The President’s Men shout for medical attention. As we get a look at Scorpio we see his lip is busted, he’s bleeding from a head wound, and clearly Crème is concerned about his neck following the AGR. Medics rush out with a stretcher and they carefully get Scorpio into a neck collar and onto the extrication equipment…
Martinez: You may be right Phil, but could either man survive another round? Did Scorpio even survive this one?
Loydson: Ace may have put up a good fight tonight... But don't doubt Scorpio He’s our fearless leader; have faith!
As the stretcher is wheeled up onto the stage to take Scorpio backstage a foot with a Louboutin heel slides off the side, digging itself into the metal plating. The EMTs stop with surprised looks as Crème rushes to Scorpio’s side and checks on him. She shouts for one of the President’s bodyguards to fetch a microphone as Scorpio sits himself up on the trolley and rips off the collar protecting his spine. He throws it to one side with a sneer on his face, and the microphones pick up him muttering “not even couture…” as he looks to Crème. He wipes some of the blood from his lip with the back of his hand as his bodyguard returns with a microphone…
Scorpio: You think I’m finished, don’t you?
The crowd explodes with cheers at the idea of the 46th President being done. His sneer deepens as he stares around the fans and shakes his head, one hand going to the back of his neck in pain. He sighs loudly as he brings the microphone up once more.
Scorpio: A loss to Darius. A loss to Samantha Hamilton. A loss to Jordan Sharpe. A loss to Samantha Hamilton again. A loss to Ace King. Scorpio season is over, right?!
The cheers get even louder and a chant of “MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC!” breaks out. The S-Factor rolls his eyes as he wipes some of the blood from his forehead out of his field of vision. The once-glamorous Undisputed Champion is beginning to look more and more demented and wild as the chant and cheers take their toll on him.
Scorpio: Tough. Fucking. Luck.
He smirks as the crowd begin to boo.
Scorpio: I am far from over, I am far from done, I am far from finished. I don’t care if you’re that putrid whore Samantha Hamilton, I don’t care if you’re that company line-treading brown-nosing piece of shit Ace King, I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE THE ABSENTEE FATHER OF THE WHOLE COMPANY PRESIDENT MAC, I will not go down to you. This is my Rampage. This is my Undisputed Championship. THIS IS MY DAMN COMPANY.
He tries to stand from the trolley as his legs shake a little following the ordeal he’s been through.
Scorpio: While President Mac took a nine-month hiatus from our screens I’ve been here week after week after week, I’ve main evented multiple PPVs, I’ve held its two top championships simultaneously. While Ace King failed multiple times to capture my title and lost it after just 42 days, I scored it on my first one-on-one attempt and at Night of Champions I’ll be the fourth longest-reigning Undisputed Champion in EWC history. I AM AT THE VERY CORE OF THIS FEDERATION. I AM YOUR PRESIDENT AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU WILL BOW AND SCRAPE AND KNOW YOUR FUCKING PLACES…
He looks utterly deranged as he lifts the Undisputed Championship up, holding it close to his face.
Scorpio: To each and every one of the pretenders in the back who think Parabellum is their chance to one-up me and Night of Champions will be the night they are crowned… to that bald-headed prick who’s so terrified of my power he’s dragged himself back in front of an EWC crowd… I have just one message…
The 46th President wipes his busted lip with his thumb getting his blood all over it, before he draws a giant ‘S’ over the faceplate of the Undisputed Championship. He stares into the camera lens and raises the microphone one more time.
Scorpio: Go fuck yourselves.
He drops the microphone before collapsing back onto the medics’ trolley, the Undisputed Championship resting on his chest. Crème screams at the EMTs to get him out of there as they rush him through the curtain…
Martinez: I don’t think we’ve ever seen Scorpio this deranged?!
Loydson: But he made his point – just when you think he’s done, he’s going to fire back. If I were those in the ring with him in Parabellum I would be shaking in my boots… the Queen of The Louboutin Heels is going to come firing back like we’ve never seen him before!
Martinez: Tonight we saw Scorpio taken down once again. Right now for this Undisputed Champion and supposed President it’s make or break; he’s sown a lot of hateful seeds amongst the roster and President Mac, it might be time for him to reap…
Loydson: You’re a treasonous bastard and when the Fabulous Dictatorship is in full swing you’ll be the first for execution, Javier!
Martinez: That may be Phil, that may be. Well thats all folks, congrats again to Ace King on the tremendous milestone and congrats on the win tonight. Here's to 100 more!
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SEGMENT WRITERS
President Mac, Grizzly Duggan, Ruthann Hunter, Gabrielle Visconty, Samantha Hamilton, Dominic Sanders, Xavier Reid, Candy, Shadow Man.
Samantha Hamilton
Lochlan MacKay
Faith Rivers
Lochlan MacKay/Cory Bowen
Tommy Love/Ace King/Joseph Hunter/Creme de la Creme
The Commission
Scorpio
MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: Lochlan MacKay
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Morden Crypt
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Morden Crypt
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Dominic Sanders
MATCH FIVE | MAIN EVENT
WRITER: FNR
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
Broseph Vs Yaya Banana
WINNER(S): Broseph
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SINGLES MATCH
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal Vs Autumn Raven
WINNER(S): Bullet
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SINGLES MATCH
Cory Bowen Vs Nezumi Hazama
WINNER(S): Nezumi Hazama
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6 PERSON TAG
America's Most Hated (Malone, Sanders & Swango) Vs The Commission (Xavier Reid & Southern Express)
WINNER(S): America's Most Hated
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GRUDGE MATCH
Ace King Vs Scorpio
WINNER(S): Ace King
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: ACE KING
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: America's Most Hated (Malone, Sanders & Swango) Vs The Commission (Xavier Reid & Southern Express)
Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, please stand and observe a moment of silence as we put forth a ten bell salute for our fallen sister Lorelai. She wasn't on Rampage long, but we still mourn her untimely passing.
DING
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DING
DING
DING
DING
DING
DING
DING
Chriqui: Thank you. Gone but not forgotten, thank you for the memories Lorelai. Rest in power.
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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EPISODE 472
JULY 17TH 2020
JULY 17TH 2020
LIVE! From Conson Stadium in Qingdao, Shandong, China
EWC RAMPAGE
7.17.2020
Live From Conson Stadium in Qingdao, Shandong, China
Commentators -
Play-By-Play: Javier Martinez
Color: Phillip Loydson
Announcer: Emmanuelle Chriqui
Head Ref: Toyo Yasahiro
Assistant Refs: Mike Michaelson & Pierce Patterson
Backstage Help: Bryan Spade
7.17.2020
Live From Conson Stadium in Qingdao, Shandong, China
Commentators -
Play-By-Play: Javier Martinez
Color: 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 "Ace Of Spades" begins to sound off over the loudspeakers.
"THE ACE OF SPADES... THE ACE OF SPADES"
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. President Mac stands in the ring.
"THE ACE OF SPADES... THE ACE OF SPADES"
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. President Mac stands in the ring.
Mac: Wow .. thank you for that incredibly warm welcome. Good evening .. or should I say .. Wǎnshàng hǎo
The fans erupt in cheers again at Mac's attempt at Chinese
Mac: It's great to be here in Qingdao, Shandong, China .. you have all been incredible hospitable to me, our crew and our EWC Superstars. So on behalf of everyone, I say Xièxiè
MAC
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MAC
MAC
Mac smirks .. paces the ring a bit and then holds the mic back up to his mouth
Mac: So many legends have come through our doors .. laced up boots .. and put everything on the line .. for the name .. for you the people .. and for their own namesake. You think of names like Memphis Reigns, Cameron Hayden, Beth Harte, Shadow Man, Ruthann Hunter, Xplode, Ashton Drake, Luke Wolfe .. giants .. legends .. household names. We came to know them within these walls of the EWC. We came to appreciate them. We came to respect them.
Mac pauses
Mac: Tonight we are here to show love, appreciation and respect to another EWC Superstar who has left his mark on the EWC. Who is still striving for more, chasing greatness and put his own stamp on his own era. I'm talking about Ace King
ACE
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Mac: I still remember the day .. October Seventh .. Twenty Sixteen .. when Ace King entered a EWC ring for his debut on Friday Night Rampage. Sixty Seven episodes of Rampage ago .. Mr King walked down that ramp .. entered the ring and won his debut match.
Mac pauses as the crowd cheers and chants some more for Ace King
Mac: Right before his debut match .. this is what Ace King had to say ..
"I know exactly what I’m up against, and you’d best believe nothing will stop me from staking my claim as a threat on Friday Night Rampage, ready to take on any and all challengers. Bet On It." - Ace King
Mac: I think its safe to say, that 100 matches in .. Ace King has done just that. He has been called Mr Rampage more often than not. He has taken on all challengers. He has the longest run of any United States Champion in history. He defended the Championship ten times. He is a first ballot Hall of Famer .. Ace King .. tonight is your night .. I am honored to be called your boss. I am grateful to have you as not just part of our history, but a big part of our future. Ace King .. congratulations on this monumental achievement. You deserve this moment. Bet on it.
The fans chant and cheer as President Mac claps along to a montage being played of Ace King's career highlights in the EWC
EWC RAMPAGE 405
October 7, 2016
Live From The Gila River Arena in Glendale, Arizona
ACE KING Vs JTC
"The Beginning Of An Era"
October 7, 2016
Live From The Gila River Arena in Glendale, Arizona
ACE KING Vs JTC
"The Beginning Of An Era"
Ace slowly gets to his feet and JTC attempts the Knock-Out Kick, but Ace is able to catch his foot and turn it into a single leg boston crab! Ace wrenches on the hold for a bit before JTC is able to fight his way to the ropes. Ace goes to pull JTC up, but JTC holds the ropes. JTC uses his momentum to turn a flip before kicking Ace in the back of the head with an enzuigiri!
JTC gets behind Ace and sets him up for The Knock-Out Kick, but Ace is able to block and get JTC on his shoulders for a Blackjack Bomb, but JTC is able to fight out of it. JTC behind Ace and chop blocks him, but Ace leap frogs him. JTC up and Ace gets him up. Blackjack Bomb! Cover
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Winner Via Pin-Fall: Ace King
Chriqui: Here is your winner Ace King.
Payne: Ace King gets a win in his first EWC match.
El Chupacabra: Making a statement by planting JTC in spectacular fashion!
EWC RAMPAGE 412
April 7, 2017
Live From The Ford Center in Evansville, Indiana
ACE KING Vs MEGAN GUNN(c) - TV Title
"First Gold"
April 7, 2017
Live From The Ford Center in Evansville, Indiana
ACE KING Vs MEGAN GUNN(c) - TV Title
"First Gold"
Ace with a cover on Megan!
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The ref stops his count holding onto his arm in pain!
Ace looks over and the ref still is not counting
Payne: What the hell?
El Chupacabra: We heard that Megan Gunn was making threats against the ref if she lost the match, but we did not take it seriously!
Ace is up and the ref is still holding his arm in pain! Ace does not notice Jessica Tendonin getting in the ring. Jessica looks to grab Ace, but from the back runs in Griffin Hawkins! Griffin is able to stop Jessica! Griffin takes out Jessica as Megan gets to her feet. Ace scoops up Megan and Sundown!!! The ref hesitates, but Griffin Hawkins stands over him!
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DING DING DING!!!
Chriqui: Here is your winner and NEW EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION ACE KING!!!
RUMBLE IN THE BRONX 2017
September 25th 2017
Hammerstein Ballroom in Manhattan, New York
EWC Rumble
"The Rumble Heard Round The World"
September 25th 2017
Hammerstein Ballroom in Manhattan, New York
EWC Rumble
"The Rumble Heard Round The World"
Crank drops to the mat with Ace
FBI: I honestly thought it was about to be over .. and then that happens
Both men lay motionless for a few moments before Crank gets to his knees and starts to get Ace up with him. Now on his feet, he has Ace up against the ropes. Ace is very wobbly and can barely stand .. Crank begins to clap his hands and a similar clap and chant begins to follow around the arena by his fans from Ireland
As Crank gets Ace setup against the ropes .. Neo James Carner is suddenly back at ringside .. Crank has Ace partially over the ropes when Neo slides into the ring with a chair and whacks Crank in the back with it. Crank drops to his knees and Ace finally comes to his senses. Ace notices Crank at his feet and sets him up for a backwards suplex over the ropes, but he doesn’t have the energy to lift him. Neo has since left the ring
Mystery Man: Ace has no idea Neo just saved him
FBI: For what reason? Why did Neo come back? Just to be an ass?
Ace puts Crank chest first against the ropes, grabs his feet and starts to lift him over. Ace flips him over but Crank is holding onto the second rope .. neither of his feet are touching the ground
Ace starts to kick away at Crank, trying to get him to let go. He even drops to his knees, trying to pry Cranks hands apart
Neo then comes back around and punches Crank in the gut then runs off into the stands
The punch forces Crank to let go with the one hand, and Ace manages to force him to let go with the other hand
Mystery Man: He's done it! I can't believe it! Ace King has done it!!!
01:43:04
DING DING DING
Ace jumps onto the ropes with his hands raised high in victory as the bell sounds signaling his victory
Nina Dobrev: Ladies and Gentleman .. the Winner of the 2017 Rumble In The Bronx is ... ACCCCEEEEEEE KIIIIIIIIING!!!!
The Crowd cheers as the Gambler himself is named winner of the 2017 Rumble while confetti and balloons drop from the ceiling! Eddie Crank looks on in disappointment as he can't believe how this just ended.
UNCENSORED 2017
OCTOBER 30TH 2017
Live From the The KFC YUM Center In Louisville Kentucky
ACE KING Vs LUKE WOLFE Vs TONI GUNN(C) - United States Championship
"The Start Of A Legacy"
OCTOBER 30TH 2017
Live From the The KFC YUM Center In Louisville Kentucky
ACE KING Vs LUKE WOLFE Vs TONI GUNN(C) - United States Championship
"The Start Of A Legacy"
All three are down and out!
Payne: This is anyone's fight to win now.
El Chupacabra: I know, but look at the timer!
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None of the three are moving
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Shelley Silver pulls Ace King out of the ring!
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KABOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!
The ring explosion goes off with Toni Gunn and Luke Wolfe still in the ring!
The ref rolls back in and checks on Toni and Luke. The ref throws up an X as Ace King gets in the ring. A pair of EMT's put Luke on a stretcher as Ace picks up Toni and delivers The Pocket Ace's!
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DING DING DING!!!
Chriqui: Here is your winner by Pin-Fall and NEW EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION ACE KING!!!!!!!!
Payne: Ace King has done it!
El Chupacabra: We have a new US Champion! What a match!
Ace holds the United States Championship overhead in celebration.
Scars & Stripes 2019
July 15th 2019
Michigan Stadium in Ann Arbor Michigan
Ace King Vs Dominic Sanders (C) - Undisputed Championship
"Winning The Big One"
July 15th 2019
Michigan Stadium in Ann Arbor Michigan
Ace King Vs Dominic Sanders (C) - Undisputed Championship
"Winning The Big One"
Dominic though gets up from the clothesline as he sees Ace near the top and reaching up, he jumps over the barricade and gets to the ladder as fast as he can. Dominic gets to the top of the ladder and they both start exchanging punches, during this exchange they don't pay attention and the ladder had started to lean and finally tipped over both of them falling down and going through the table Dominic had set up earlier! The ladder has fallen as well and bounced off of the ropes as it stays and leans there. Both men are motionless however. Medics from the back rush down to check on them but Ace tells them to leave, not wanting anyone to end this match. Dominic says the same to the Medics that come to check up on him, neither motionless but obviously aware enough to speak. Neither one of them move for a good thirty seconds before Ace sticks his arm up trying to roll over, Dominic immediately follows suit as they both get to their stomachs and crawl towards the apron, Ace gets there first though. As he is laying flat he pulls out a bag of tacks as well as a couple Kendo sticks without Dominic seeing him. Ace rolls back over to his back and pulls himself up to a sitting position. Sanders has slowly made his way over and has gotten to a knee but Ace quickly slams the Kendo stick into Dominics head multiple times breaking the stick and Dominic wide open as well. Sanders wipes his forehead and sees the blood and rolls back over to his stomach as Ace has slid the black bag of tacks into the ring and he follows. Ace uses the ropes to pull himself up and kneels down to open the bag so he can dump the tacks near a corner. Ace slowly stumbles over to the ladder as well, instead of setting it up he closes it and shoves it between the top and bottom rope on the opposite side. Ace looks out and sees Dominic still not moving so he gets out of the ring to go pick up Sanders. It takes him a few tries but The US Champion is able to get Sanders into the ring.
Aiello: This match truly could go either way right now. What a Main Event we've had tonight.
Loydson: What took him so long to pull him into the ring? Is Ace that slow?
Ace, after getting Sanders into the ring, had slowly picked The Champ up near the tacks but from seemingly nowhere Dominic grabs Ace and hits him with Funky Town! (T-Bone) The move sent tacks straight into Aces back! The Gambler immediately arched up in pain the bloody Dominic slowly getting up. Not wanting to leave it at that, to make sure that he could climb the ladder Dominic once again exited the ring and threw in a barbed wire wrapped chair. into the ring and slid a huge ladder into the ring as well that he found. Dominic slid in after both of them and slowly got up grabbing the chair stumbling a bit as he took a few deep breaths. He stood there waiting for Ace to get up and as he did he swung the chair and connected busting Ace wide open as well! Dominic grabbed the huge ladder and set it up to slowly make his descent up the ladder. Slowly but surely Dominic slowly got up to the middle rung but Ace had slowly gotten up and got to Dominic to pull him down off the ladder. Ace slung Sanders into the other one that Ace had wedged into the corner earlier. Ace looked at the big ladder but you could tell he wasn't done. King slid out and reached under the apron and grabbed a table that he sat up. This was followed by lighter fluid and a lighter as he lit the wooden table on fire. Ace got into the ring to a still downed Dominic as he pulled the smaller ladder out of the corner and then proceeded to grab Dominic to take him up to the turnbuckle where he took a deep breath and jumped off hitting a spanish fly onto the table burning the flesh of both of them! Both Sanders and King both had audible screams as the fire burnt them. Ace slowly got up and saw a downed Sanders. He wanted to go at him one last time as he reached under the apron and pulled out a barbed wire chair. He slammed it multiple times to the back and legs of Sanders before rolling him over and putting the chair under his back. Ace backed up a bit and hit the Jackpot! (Rolling Thunder to Shining Wizard) Ace fell after the Shining Wizard to catch his breath a bit before sliding into the ring. He slowly proceeded to the big ladder and made his way up to it, slowly but surely. He slipped on a few rungs which helped Dominic to recover and make it to the top as he did. Ace didn't want any fight though so he hit him with a hard headbutt and threw Dominic off as he reached up and unhooked the Championship!
DING DING DING
Stroup: Your winner and NEW EWC UNDISPUTED CHAMPION AAACCCEEE KIIIINNNGGGG!
Ace, still on the top of the ladder looks down at the title still in awe of the fact he had finally won the Undisputed Championship. He slowly climbs down the ladder, still hurt but far out of his mind as he raises the title up in the middle of the ring. He walks over to one of the turnbuckles and holds it up high, still not believing what he is seeing. Ace King, finally Undisputed Champion. He stands there still in disbelief as he looks at the Undisputed Championship in his hand.
STRANGLEMANIA XV
Monday, March 30th
LA Memorial Coliseum in Los Angeles, CA
Ace King Vs Xavier Reid(C) - X-Divison Championship
"The King Gets Extreme"
Monday, March 30th
LA Memorial Coliseum in Los Angeles, CA
Ace King Vs Xavier Reid(C) - X-Divison Championship
"The King Gets Extreme"
Ace is clumsily climbing up. He rubs frantically at his eyes, trying to get some of the mist out, but it does appear to be too late. Xavier smirks, looking rather satisfied with himself, and confidently saunters up the rest of the ladder. He seems to look even more smug as Ace is descending down the ladder.
With no interference from The Gambler, Reid is able to easily get the key.
However, when he lands on the floor, he's shoved against the turnbuckle! The abrupt force causes Xavier to drop the key! He turns and sees that, despite being blinded, Ace is not yet giving up! He's relying solely on his hearing!
Reid snarls and pivots, trying to hit Ace with X-Odus as he yanks The Gambler over into the corner, but that's exactly what King seems to have wanted! He holds tightly onto Reid, hoisting him on top of the turnbuckle!
Xavier tries to get off, beginning to realize what's about to happen! But Ace continues to maintain his hold on his rival! Ace climbs up behind Reid -- and lands it perfectly! 7-7-7 (Victory Star Drop)!
Ace then scurries out of the ring. It takes a bit of fumbling around, but he finds where the key dropped.
Xavier lets out a frustrated scream as The Gambler manages to run towards the locked door. He tries his damnedest to stop Ace, but is a few seconds too late! Ace escapes!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner, via escaping the cage and NEW X-DIVISION CHAMPION THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
Ace is still attempting to get more mist out of his eyes, even while he has his hand raised. The X-Division Championship is draped over his shoulder.
Monday Night Brawl 555
May 11th, 2020
Rogers Centre in Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Diamond Dogs VS DSR Volume II (C) - EWC World Tag Team Championship
"Winning A GrandSlam"
May 11th, 2020
Rogers Centre in Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Diamond Dogs VS DSR Volume II (C) - EWC World Tag Team Championship
"Winning A GrandSlam"
Melody rolls out of the ring as Iggy comes back, only to get clocked with a clothesline from the Gambler! Ace picks her up on his shoulders, looking for that Blackjack Bomb...but his back is hurting too much, and Iggy manages to get out of it! DISCO WIZARD! Iggy just dropped the Gambler to the canvas with that Shining Wizard! Iggy goes for the cover...BUT DOMINIC BREAKS IT UP! Iggy gets to her feet, laying into Sanders with a flurry of offense that sends him back to the outside! Iggy turns her attention back to Ace King, who's gotten back to his feet at this point...HIGH ROLLER! Ace just dropped Iggy down hard with that Codebreaker to the face!
The wind is knocked out of both competitors, with Ace crawling over to look for a tag...only to find that Dominic is still out on the floor! Iggy slowly gets to her feet, managing to just get the tag to Melody who goes to work on the back of the Gambler, hitting a German suplex. Melody with a knee to the face of King as she looks to hit that spike DDT...NIGHTMARE FUEL! She's done it, and now she goes for the cover! 1...2...KICK OUT BY ACE KING!
Aiello: I don't believe it! Melody drove Ace's head into the canvas with that Nightmare Fuel, but Ace managed to kick out!
Bennett: Gambler's still got a lot of grit in him Joe, but is his luck about to run out?
Carter: There's Sanders back on the apron, is he gonna actually tag in and go for the win here!?
Dominic's made it back to the apron now, begging for Ace to give him the tag...and Ace manages to do it! Dominic comes in like a man possessed, looking to shrug off the pain in his body as he hits a DDT on his AMH comrade, proving he's a man of his word as he strives to win the tag belts on this night. Sanders picks Melody up, hitting a German suplex...but not content with that, he hits another for good measure. The pain is starting to show through as he lifts Melody once more to hit a Samoan drop...Melody is down, but so too is a very hurt Dominic Sanders, who has to crawl on his back to get in position and make the cover on Melody. 1...2...KICK OUT BY MELODY!
Dominic looks distraught, but more to the point looks exhausted as Melody slowly gets back on her feet. Dominic follows suit, noticing that Melody is limping slightly as she approaches the Indy Champion...only for Sanders to connect with a drop toe hold! Melody is down as Sanders slowly locks in the Texas Bluebonnet! Melody is trapped in the middle of the ring, as Iggy comes in to break the hold...only for Ace to block her efforts with a HUGE dropkick that sends her to the corner! Melody inches toward the ropes, writhing in agony as she reaches out...but Dominic manages to take one big step forward, escape slipping through Melody's fingers! She yells as she finally taps out, her leg unable to take anymore punishment! It's all over as the ref calls for the bell!
DING DING DING
Stroup: And your winner, via submission, and THE NEW EWC CHAMPIONS... THE DIIIIIAMOOOOOND DOOOOOOOGS!
A very sore, very tired Sanders lets go of the hold as the ref presents him both the gold he already won and the Tag Team Championship belts. Ace walks over, retrieving his belt as Sanders hands him one of the tag belts before the ref raises their arms in victory.
The camera moves down from the MacTron to the ring where Rampage General Manager Grizzly Duggan stands, a smile on his face and a mic in his hand.
Duggan: If you asked me who the greatest active wrestler on this planet was, without a doubt I'd say Ace King. Ace King is one incredible son of a bitch and I am proud of have had the pleasure of facing him twice. He is truly a man worthy of being called a GrandSlam Champion and I toast a bowl of chicken noodle soup to you my friend. But it's not just me...
Ruthann Hunter: There was a reason why I told this man and beg for him to come over to EWC. Ace and I have been friends for a very long time and I saw the greatest you have in that ring. I knew this would be the best place to keep that craft of your going. I knew deep down when you set inside of that ring with many of the wrestlers of this time you will be something they will want to become something great. They are great because you are great my buddy. I would like to say thank you listening to me at last and given EWC the chance to see some of your best work. I know it just the begin for you my friend, my stablemate and brother. Congratulates and I can't wait to do some celebration tonight after the match.
Gabrielle Visconty: Ace King... One thing that remains true since my late 2018 start in the EWC, Ace King being a champion in some format in this company. No matter if it was his legendary 777 day run as the US Champ, or his run as Champ-Champ while holding both the US and Undisputed Championship titles... Or even his recent champ-champ run as X-Division Champion and Tag Team title holder, Ace is very much a part of EWC legend for me.
Just pick a better tag team partner next time, will ya?!
In all seriousness, thank you for all the kind words and inspiration. Congratulations on another amazing milestone, Ace!
Samantha Hamilton: You were, essentially, the very first person to see something in me. You didn't look at me and roll your eyes or assume the worst just because of how me and my sisters debuted on Rampage. Hell, you didn't even question the fact I did know how to fight .. unlike many others whom, even still, continue to do so to this day.
But no. You did none of that.
Instead, we met at Rampage #449 and you gave me one of the best fights of my life here in the EWC. And we damn well nearly used all sixty minutes of the original time we were offered! Forty-six minutes and fifty seconds ... that's how long and hard we fought another.
Not only did we impress the audience, but management, considering we earned Match Of The Night that evening.
Ever since our fight in New Jersey, I've had absolutely nothing but respect for you. It wasn't simply because you were the United States Champion at the time, but that was a part of it. You took any and every challenger head on. You were, and are, a true champion.
It's not really much of a secret that when you lost at WrestleFest, I was among the many who hurt for you. Precisely because I knew how much that strap meant to you. That's simultaneously a side reason why I busted my ass off so hard to not only win the United States Championship, but retain it at Scars And Stripes.
Long story short?
Fuck the haters, Ace. You're an amazing man, wrestler, and champion. Don't you dare let anyone try to persuade you otherwise.
No matter what happens from here on out, know and understand that everything I relayed before walking into the Cage of Doom still very much applies. I'll gladly consider you as a damn good ally and comrade. That's another thing you can always bet on, Ace.
Sanders: Ace King. Congratulations, PARTNER! You've made it to 100 matches! What a feat. Nevermind the fact that I am going to have that done at least six months sooner than you accomplished it.
Sanders smirks like the asshole he is.
Sanders: Regardless! You've been on a tear in your career here in the EWC. Hall of Famer for sure, especially if you stick by me as the Diamond Dogs. We WILL win those Tag Team Championships back...
Cora: Bet on it.
Reid: When I got the message the EWC and Rampage wanted me to take a moment and record a nice little message to Ace King on his 100th match in the EWC I thought I was being punk'd…
Love: Makes sense, it would be like asking me to say something nice about Jordan Sharpe…
Reid: Then when I found out they were serious I thought to myself what in the hell are they thinking, do they really trust me that much to give me air time to praise Ace King???
Love: I suggested sending him a little something via text but…
Tommy stands up and goes to unzip is pants and then stops
Love: Xavier said NOBODY wants to see that again…
Reid: In those 99 matches Ace and I have been involved in Rumble Matches, a Stable Wars Match, inside the Insanity Cage together at Night of Champions, tag team matches, triple threat matches, locked inside the Rage in the Cage twice and fought against each other for championships on the biggest stages here in the EWC...11 matches in total and you were the first person that met me in the FSW on my first night back...let’s face it we have been locked at the hip since I came back...we are never going to be friends inside that ring or go out for beers and a few laughs...I’m not even on your Top 25 List of your favorite Volando’s...I get it but when we shook hands at StrangleMania this year after our X-Division Championship that was me coming with terms that the best man won...time and time again you’ve proven you were the best man but that’s not going to stop me from coming at you Ace...at Parabellum we get to try something new, Teammates...for the first time in our storied careers here in the EWC Ace King and Xavier Reid will be on the same side and I’ll say it...I’m looking forward to working with you instead of against you...for one night anyways...so tonight, in your 100th match here in the EWC I give you your due...Ace King you are the standard here in the EWC, the one person we all measure ourselves up against...the one man EVERYONE gets up for when they see your name next to theirs, you get everyone’s A-Game which makes 777 so amazing...so Ace congratulations on 100 matches here in the EWC and best of luck tonight…
Love: Wait, seriously...we aren’t going to bash him, to roast him...The Roast of Ace King where we talk about having sex with his wife or make fun of his suspension or that he teamed up with Dominic Sanders...come on…
But Xavier shakes his head no as the camera cuts away...
Candy: Hey Ace. Tonight’s a big night for you. Congratulations on making it to one hundred matches. There is no doubt I respect you for everything you’ve accomplished in the ring. You have a lot to be proud of.
She offers a sincere smile.
Candy: But I suggest you enjoy the moment while you can, because after tonight things might get a little unsweetened for you.
She licks at her lollipop.
Candy: Sorry if I put a damper on the festivities, but I just thought I should give you a heads up. Be seeing you at Parabellum!
Candy goes back to enjoying her lollipop as she fades from the MacTron.
A voice comes across next.
Voice: MacTron, this thing is called the MacTron? Oh you silly bitch Mac. You silly ...... silly ...... [whispers] biiiitch.
The camera pulls back to reveal Shadow Man
Shadow Man: Oh hello there Rampagians. I finished a giant bowl of sì xǐ wánzi. I think that's Chinese for 'sweet and sour bull testicles". Whatever the case, it tasted familiar. [looks down at a stain on his shirt] Pardon me .... it appears I got some testicle juice on my shirt
Shadow Man: That's better .... ladies .... So I got a phone call from AC Slater or some Saved by the .... bell .... I don't know .... he or she .... I honestly couldn't tell .... told me tonight was Ace Kings 100th birthday and I thought .... first of all ..... things have changed around here because its just .... irresponsible to have someone wrestling at 100 years old
Shadow pretends to have information fed into his ear
Shadow Man: Sorry about that .... the voices are telling its not Ace Kings 100th birthday. Ok Google .... cancel the birthday cake and male strippers
Google: Ok. Cancelling the birthday cake and male strippers
Shadow Man: Wait .... OK google ..... lets move forward with the male strippers .... I think the sentiment still works
Google: Ok. Keeping the male strippers. Would you like them sent to Ace Kings hotel room?
Shadow Man: Wow, you are fucking advanced for google .... yes ... send them to Ace Kings room and remember .... charge it to Michael Saints credit card
Google: Ok. Done.
Shadow Man: [looks down at his pants] Well holy fuck-in-a-box ..... I got the testicle juice on my pants too ..... those testicles are slippery fuckers
Shadow Man: Much better .... how embarrassing was that? Back to Jack Queen ... no wait ... King Club? Deuce is Wild? No wait ... thats what happened after the .... bull .... testicles .... I'm not gunna lie here .... the toilet is a .... fucKING disaster .... Oh here we go! Ace King. Right. Ace I remember back in the winter of 2007 .... I had left the BRAWL brand and joined the House that Hayden built over at Effff'n R. Team Green. It was a great place. Lots of full frontal nudity. And that was just Michael Saint. What I am trying to say is ..... 100 matches is a big fucking deal. If anyone doesn't think so, its probably because they have 200 matches
Shadow Man is greeted by a man on stilts who hands him a suit
Shadow Man: Don't ask. Its a long fucking story. King of Ace, you have turned what was built up by Hayden and ruined by The Sedition into a respectable brand. You and Rampage go hand-in-hand like ..... whatever the fuck goes well with a hand .... you'd think I'd say penis .... but I never do anything myself .... I mean ..... when you look like I do .... you just don't need to
Shadow Man zips up his pants and adjusts his tie
Shadow Man: Congrats Ace. Truly. Madly. Deeply. 100 Matches. Light'em up. Oh and Ace ..... enjoy the gift
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MATCH #1
Broseph Vs Yaya Banana
(Singles Match)
(Ref: Mike Michaelson)
Martinez: Alright, Phil, up next we have Yaya Banana taking on newcomer Broseph!
Loydson: Broseph?
Martinez: That's what it says here, partner.
Loydson: Well I've seen the way you look at Yaya's banana, Javier. I bet you have this one down in your notes as Broseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream-Boat.
Martinez: You're a horrible man.
Chriqui: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Santo Domingo, weighing in at 245 pounds... YAYA BAAAAANANAAAA!
Yaya Banana makes his way to the ring, accompanied by delightfully generic island music.
Chriqui: And his opponent, from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 187 pounds... BROOOOOSEPH!
The lights in the arena go black as The Greatest Man Who Ever Lived (Variations On A Shaker Hymn) by Weezer plays on the PA. A spotlight is shown on Broseph as he walks to the ring. Broseph jumps on a corner turnbuckle and taunts the crowd. The two men get settled in their corners as the referee checks they are ready.
DING DING DING
Broseph charges Yaya as the bell rings. He wastes no time, driving him to the mat and unleashing some vicious strikes, Lou Thez style. Banana blocks a strike, checks the hand, and is able to roll himself into the upper position. Broseph struggles for a moment before flipping Yaya off of him and kipping up. The two charge at each other once more and lock up center ring. Yaya Banana hoists Broseph up for a suplex, but instead, Broseph comes back down onto two feet, hooks Yaya's leg, and delivers a hard fisherman's suplex. He keeps hold of the leg and bridges for the pin.
1..
2..
Yaya Banana kicks out!
Martinez: Near fall there! What a suplex!
Loydson: I believe he calls that one the Fisherman's Broplex.
Broseph squares up with Yaya, locking up, before quickly hitting an eye rake. Yaya reels to the corner as Broseph follows. Broseph pushes the still recovering Yaya and he stumbles face first into the corner. Broseph grabs Yaya's head and bashes it down hard into the turnbuckle, quickly climbing it as the dazed Yaya Banana stumbles away. Broseph leaps and hits a big dropkick to the back of Banana's head. Broseph pops up and cockily postures for the crowd, drawing a good amount of heat. As he taunts the crowd he is suddenly attacked from behind by a recovered Yaya Banana. Broseph takes a few hard strikes to the head, but quickly puts and end to the flurry by dropping into splits and hitting a horrid low blow.
Martinez: Johnny Cage Special! Oof! You never like to see that.
Loydson: Oh no, Martinez! He punched your boyfriend where the sun don't shine!
Yaya Banana slowly gets back to his feet, Broseph watching from across the ring with a cocky grin. A furious Yaya rushes Broseph, only to get side-stepped. Yaya bounces off the ropes, and comes screaming back at Broseph, who this time leap-frogs him. Yaya Banana hits the ropes for a second time, comes back, and this times Broseph hits him with a drop toe hold, sending him tripping forward, hanging him on the middle rope. Broseph launches himself forward, grabs the rope and hits a devastating Hit Me Up! The crowd heaps heat on young Broseph as he gestures towards the sky. Broseph ascends a turnbuckle and postures for the crowd once more, loving their hate. He leaps sideways to the rope, springboards, and tumbles through the air. Broseph nails Yaya Banana with the Broton Bomb, hooks the leg and covers...
1...
2...
3!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall... BROOOOOOSEPH!
Martinez: What a maneuver! Broseph puts him away with the Broton Bomb!
Broseph struts around the ring antagonizing the audience, as Yaya Banana slowly recovers and limps off down the ramp.
The MacTron flickers to life. The crowd loudly pops as Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton appears on the screen. The surroundings imply she's very likely backstage, probably in her locker room. She flashes a grin and wave to the camera before beginning to speak up.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: So ... Scars And Stripes. An amazing ass pay-per-view, am I right?
The crowd cheers louder, causing Sam's smile to widen.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Okay. Real talk. I had a conversation with our new GM, Mister Duggan, a few days ago. And like I thought ... me retaining the United States Championship does indeed allow me the option to go for the Undisputed Championship, and ---
The crowd roars even louder, already hearing the implications. A more stoic look appears on Sam's face as she lifts a finger up to her lips.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Here's the kicker. Would I love to dethrone Scorpio once again? Abso-fucking-lutely. No questions asked. But with that being said ... there is, like almost anything in this industry, a catch. And it comes with this.
Sam pulls the United States Championship off of her shoulder, looking right down at it as she continues to speak.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: I wouldn't be able to keep possession of this much longer if I took that offer up. I'd have to vacate it after defending it at least one more time.
Her head lifts as she allows the audience to see and hear how serious her train of thought now is as she continues elaborating where she's going with her logic.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: The thing is ... I promised myself and all of you after winning the United States Championship that I'd make it mean something once again. To say I was proud at being able to show that off at Scars And Stripes is an understatement. I was ecstatic, and even more overjoyed, to retain the very same championship I've sworn to defend.
So ... is it worth giving this up to cash in a shot at the highest tier title?
In some regards, it is. I've been hearing the 'Duh, yes!' part of me screaming in my head. Opportunities like being able to own any type of belt, let alone the highest tier in any company, is something that everyone would love to have a mere opportunity at. I'm not immune from those same desires or ambitions. But as a woman of my word?
A somber expression appears on her face as she firmly nods to the crowd.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: This is where the source of conflict really kicks in. However ... I have not forgotten that Night Of Champions is going to arrive not too long after ParaBellum. If fate and a bit of luck and skill allows me to emerge as the Undisputed Champion at Night of Champions?
Sam nods again, wearing a smile clearly torn between being happy at the idea and just a bit disappointed.
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton: Then who would I be to spit in the face of a pay-per-view's traditions? If Night of Champions literally becomes my night ... I will proudly take up the mantle as the Undisputed Champion. But if and only if it comes down to that. I won't be against any easy opponents, but ... if this industry has taught me anything, it's that anything can happen, and tends to when you least expect it.
Now ... until both Parabellum and Night of Champions arrive, I'm gonna resume watching the rest of Rampage play out. Let's enjoy the show, shall we?
With those last words uttered, Sam flashes the audience one last wink before the MacTron flickers off. Camera fades to commercial.
We find Lochlan MacKay and his uncle Argyle backstage. Lochlan is sitting in a chair as Argyle wraps a tartan blindfold around his nephew's head.
Lochlan: Uncle, ye know I wood never question yer training.
Argyle: Aye.
Argyle finishes tying the blindfold and inspects his work. Waving a hand and feigning a few strikes, he ensures the blindfold is effective as Lochlan continues.
Lochlan: I thought you said we were coming doon to Rampage to watch the shoo. Ya knoo? Learn a thing or two? Scoot the competition?
Argyle, having wandered just out of frame, returns with a clucking chicken.
Argyle: Aye! And watch ye shall! But FIRST...ye must catch this chicken.
Lochlan: Oh Christ...not the chicken...
Argyle: Aye! The chicken.
Argyle sets the chicken down and gives it a nudge with his foot.
Argyle: Go on ya wee beastie!
The chicken takes off down the hallway as Lochlan, having obviously done this before and being none too pleased, counts down from 10 with his face against the wall, arms obscuring his already blindfolded vision hide-and-seek style.
Argyle: No peeking!
Lochlan: 3...I KNOO! NO PEEKING....2....1....
Lochlan takes off after the chicken, racing down the hallway. We watch him scramble to the end bashing into the wall, Uncle Argyle barking borderline-gibberish encouragement after him, before he turns down a different corridor after his prey. The camera turns back to Argyle MacKay, who is now beet red and laughing hysterically with his nephew gone.
Argyle: ...fock I can't breathe. I'll tell you a secret...this doesn't do fock all for the boy's wrestling...but Christ, didja see im!?? BAHAHAHA!!!
Distant crashing and clucking is heard as Argyle stables himself against a wall, cry-laughing.
MATCH #2
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal Vs Autumn Raven
(Singles Match)
(Ref: Mike Michaelson)
Martinez: Ladies and gentlemen coming up next is our second match of the night, it’s Alex….
Loydson: Hold on Martinez! I’m getting word from the back that something is happening, there’s a big brawl backstage!
Martinez: Damn! Can we get cameras back there?! Jimmy, you hear me? Can we get a camera back there?! We need to know what’s going on here?!
Loydson: Somebody get a damn camera back there!
The camera changes to Alex Carbajal and Autumn Raven throwing rights and lefts at each other in the gorilla position just behind the curtains! A bunch of enhancement talent are nearby trying to talk sense into them but the brawl is too intense to get too close! Some Shield Maiden’s arrive and a load of security barricade them from interfering,creating even more chaos backstage! Both Alex and Autumn fight and brawl their way out to the top of the ramp as the crowd responds by cheering on the action!
Martinez: I don’t know what the hell happened between these two backstage but they are throwing some serious fisticuffs at each other all the way down the ramp towards the ring! This is unbelievable!
Loydson: My sources told me it started at catering, Autumn took the last car shaped cupcake and that got Alex mad, then the fight started from there!
Martinez: Oh quit it! That’s not what happened, but somebody must’ve made a snide comment one way or the other because usually cooler heads prevail before actually getting in the ring, we don’t see many rampages like this!
Loydson: It’s about damn time if you ask me! This is Friday Night RAMPAGE after all, Martinez!
DING DING DING
The fans pop again as the referee calls for the starting bell as both women roll in the ring, entangled and throwing fists at each other! They get to their feet, then continue throwing lefts and rights in a wild, haymaker fashion until Autumn finally relents, getting caught right between the eyes and falling fast to the canvas! Alex takes a moment to rest, she wipes her mouth and looks at her hand to see if she’s cut open or not. Autumn tries to get up but Alex drops a fast elbow strike between her shoulder blades to drop her back down to her stomach, Alex leans in close to her and starts drilling vicious knees into her ribs, she punches Autumn in the head with an overhand hammer strike then applies an anaconda vice submission on her! Autumn quickly stretches and gets her hand on the bottom rope to break the hold. Alex drags her to the middle of the ring to apply it again but Autumn reverses it into a deep small package pin 1...2….Alex barely kicks out!
Martinez: Whoa! That was so close! I thought Autumn had the win right there!
Loydson: Look out! Autumn Raven just locked Alex in a Koji clutch submission! She’s trying to get HER to tap out now!
Martinez: I don’t know what happened backstage, but I just have to know now, what got these two so fired up here tonight?!
Loydson: We may never know Martinez!
Alex gets the rope this time to break up the submission attempt. She pulls herself out of the ring to recover. Autumn climbs to the top ropes, she jumps and hits a missile dropkick out of the ring right to an unsuspecting Alex, sending her flying headfirst into the barricade! She picks up Alex by the hair and whips her over the steel steps as the referee starts his count in the ring. Autumn takes a moment to recover as fans nearby clap and cheer her on. She walks around the steel steps only to receive a flying roundhouse kick by Alex! The move spins Autumn around and Alex jumps on her back and wraps a forearm around her neck and cradles it with the other arm, Autumn quickly understands what is about to happen so she falls backwards, onto the steel steps! Crushing Alex in the process! The referee calls out 7 loudly, Autumn grabs Alex and rolls her back in the ring, she takes a moment to breathe then rolls in after her, she hooks the leg 1...2...Alex kicks out! Autumn seems mad at this, as she stands up, she waits for Alex to get to her feet, then nails her with a Claw of the Night superkick but Alex catches it! She twists around and applies Plata O Plomo! The leg trap camel clutch is in deep! Autumn claws at the mat, she reaches for the rope but Alex pulls her to the center of the ring and leans way back now, not caring if that leg snaps or not, Autumn has no choice but to tap out!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via Pinfall... Alex “Bullet” Carbajal!
Martinez: Man oh man what got into to these ladies tonight?!
Alex immediately gets out of the ring and starts storming to the back, she is met by some of her Shield Maiden clan who try to celebrate with her but Alex is having none of it, she walks by them to the locker room area. Autumn slams the mat with her fist in anger, the referee says something to her but she curses at him and exits the ring, also really mad about the interaction backstage.
Loydson: Tell you what Martinez, can we please have the rest of the matches go like this tonight?! I want to see some real hate and emotion like what we just witnessed, good old blood feud, some fists and swearing.
Martinez: I don’t think this is over Loydson, not by a long shot! That was some pure hate flowing from both wrestlers here tonight and for the life of me, I can’t understand what was said between them, but it was enough to start flying those fists at each other before they even walked through the curtain!
Loydson: Sometimes that's all it takes, I tell ya! You can really get annoyed with the amount these competitors travel and the time they spend away from their families , that can boil over and sometimes it just takes the right mix of gas and flame and you have a wonderful explosion like we saw tonight!
Martinez: Congratulations again to the Bullet, but now we go back to footage from earlier in the day.
As the MacTron comes to life, we see footage of earlier in the day with Faith Rivers signing autographs for the great fans of China outside of the Conson Stadium. At her side is her second in command, AC Thunder. Everyone seems pumped for tonight’s festivities when the Rampage Interviewer shows up for a quick word.
Spade: Excuse me Faith…
After she turns to give him her attention, he continues.
Spade: ...EWC hasn’t seen you since you came up short in recapturing the Television Championship back at Prime 67. Can you tell us what you’ve been up to?
Rivers: Regrouping as I said I was going to and enjoying some downtime while I’m at it.
She winks over at AC as Brain continues with his questions.
Spade: Do you know when you’ll make your return?
Rivers: When the time is right.
She nods.
Rivers: But of course, I wasn’t going to miss out on today. Tonight is a very special night. Ace King is being celebrated for yet another milestone in his career. Now I could stand here and say plenty of nice things about my friend. Though I think I rather go talk to him in person.
With that, Faith joins hands with AC as they head for the entrance.
Argyle MacKay stands backstage, watching a monitor. Next to him, his nephew Lochlan is holding and petting a chicken. Cory Bowen walks up to them as Lochlan defensively pulls the chicken away from him, before setting it down on the table next to him with a pat, and turning towards Bowen.
Cory: I heard about your little contest coming up.
Lochlan: Oh, aye?
Cory: I want in.
Uncle Argyle steps in as Lochlan and Cory stare each other down.
Argyle: Excellent! I was wondering if one of you green boys had the stoones to accept.
Cory: If anyone challenges me to a fight, I accept.
Argyle: It's not a fight per se, laddie. Call it a test of manhood. Ya see, this great ox...
Argyle slaps Lochlan's back with the sound of a thunderclap.
Argyle: He only fights them what's proved themselves strong enough to take the beating. And everyone knows the test of soldierly is in a man's arm. So ye will be throwing. Trash cans!
Cory: Trash cans?
Argyle: Aye, trash cans. De ye nae watch Brawl, daft boy?
Cory: That's fine, I said I'd do it, and I will. I'll do it and I'll win. And when I beat everyone, it will only go to prove what everyone already knows...Rampage is the best brand around.
Cory looks Lochlan up and down one last time, and walks away.
Argyle: Watch that one, boy, I've heard he's a bloody heed case.
Lochlan: Oh, no...
Argyle: Well, sympathy is one thing, but I believe the best way to work towards lifting the stigma is..
Lochlan: No! Uncle...oh, no!
Lochlan gestures at the now-chickenless table. Argyle sighs and shakes his head, pulling out the blindfold from earlier, walking around behind Lochlan and starting to put it on.
Argyle: Come on lad, you know the drill..
Lochlan: Haven't I missed enough of the show already? For fock's sake...
Argyle: Hush now! If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times..
The two surly Scotsmen continues to bicker as Argyle finishes tying the blindfold. Lochlan takes off again in search of his feathered friend, Argyle yelling after him:
Argyle: Careful, boy! You know she bites!
MATCH #3
Cory Bowen Vs Nezumi Hazama
(Singles Match)
(Ref: Pierce Patterson)
Martinez: Coming up next we have our third match of the night, The Rat King Nezumi Hazama takes on Cory Bowen, this should be a great contest!
Loydson: Well we have Cory Bowen, who has seemingly turned his life around, but I don’t think it’ll take much to poke that old psycho dwelling deep down inside and Nezumi is the perfect candidate to do just that.
Martinez: Well with the watchful eye of Dr Lake at ringside, I doubt we’ll see Cory do anything to bend the rules here tonight!
Loydson: Ya, you just watch Martinez! The Rat King can bring that out of people, I’ll put money on it!
Chriqui: The following match is scheduled for one fall, Introducing first, from Roppongi, Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 225 pounds...Nezumi Hazama!
"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. 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: Good god this guy makes me uncomfortable.
Loydson: That’s the beauty of it Martinez, he’s already in your head before the match even starts. It’s a lost art form in this business when you can have that much effect on the viewers before the bell even rings.
Chriqui: And His opponent,being accompanied to the ring by Dr. Lake, from Salem Oregon, weighing in at 215 pounds... Cory Bowen!
Cory walks onto the stage with Dr. Lake right behind him staring out at the live audience. He high fives a few fans as he walks down the ramp but ignores most of them. They talk quietly on the outside before Cory gets in the ring, he does a few shoulder rolls to warm up before the bell.
DING DING DING
Cory leans over the top rope to hear something Dr. Lake is saying to him over the noise of the crowds, Nezumi takes full advantage of the momentary distraction and attacks him, he nails Cory with an enzuigiri, then jumps on his back on the canvas and starts firing off vicious forearm shots to the back of Cory’s head! The crowds boo immediately at his actions as referee Pierce Patterson has to get physically involved and jumps in to hook his arms in Nezumi’s to stop him from battering the helpless opponent on the canvas. They stand up and Pierce is checking on Cory, Nezumi is looking incredulously at the referee, then looks at the crowd and sneers. He licks his lips then moves the referee out of the way, Cory spins to his back and drives both feet into Nezumi’s thighs causing him to do a front flip! Cory gets to his feet, he hauls Nezumi up then throws him off of the ropes, he nails The Rat King with a hard running European uppercut, dropping him fast then dropping himself down for a quick cover 1...2….Nezumi kicks out, Cory grabs a headlock on the canvas.
Martinez: Cory takes control after that sneak attack start by The Rat King!
Loydson: I think Pierce shouldn’t be putting his hands on the wrestlers like that, there’s no need to do that, just tell him to break it up and Nezumi would have stopped smashing Cory’s brains in there.
Martinez: Give me a break! You can’t just assault a guy with strikes like that, it’s against the rules!
Loydson: Speaking of rules Martinez, it must suck being a referee in EWC, they never get recognition during entrances anymore! I remember a time way back when the referee would at least get a mention then a quick applause from the crowd!
Nezumi fights his way to his feet inside the headlock, he throws Cory off of the ropes then gives him a drop toe hold that Cory just stands inside! He reaches down and grabs both of Nezumi’s legs and leans back, launching The Rat King over the top ropes but he grabs the top rope and hangs there for a minute on the outside, he skins the cat back in the ring but Cory grabs him from behind and hits a neckbreaker, then a quick pin but Nezumi is too close to the ropes and the count isn’t even 1. Cory picks up Nezumi, he slams him back down with a hard powerbomb, he picks him back up then runs across the ring with a hard spinebuster! He falls on Nezumi for the cover 1...2….Nezumi just kicks out! Cory punches the canvas in frustration. Dr. Lake calls out to him, he nods his head and takes a few measured breaths. He goes to pick up Nezumi but is countered quickly with a hard spinning back kick to the upper chest sending him to the mat. Cory scrambles and stands up groggy, Nezumi is already on the top ropes and jumps with a flying dropkick right to the side of Cory’s head that sends him flying to the corner looking knocked out. Nezumi gets to his feet he walks over and instead of pinning his opponent, he raises Cory’s head by his hair and starts taunting him, he slaps him a bunch of times while laughing. Cory’s expression starts to turn darker and darker.
Martinez: Here we go Loydson, this is exactly what you were talking about, this will be a big test for Cory’s psyche!
Loydson: Nezumi is doing everything he can now to awaken that inner demon of Cory’s after the man has made so much progress in burying it deep down inside! I love it!
Martinez: You would! Maybe you need a few sessions with Dr. Lake over there!
Loydson: Look how concerned she is right now, I bet she’ll get this match called off, everything she worked for with this man is about to fly right out the window!
Cory looks around in confusion, he gets another slap then he grabs the middle rope, another slap, then another, he yells “NO!” then starts fighting back with lefts and rights with rage all over his face! The crowds respond at the awakening as Cory has Nezumi backed all the way across the ring now with lefts and rights, chops and elbows, forearms and more rights. He spins Nezumi around and jumps up on his shoulders for the poisonrana special move but The Rat King turns it into an alabama slam, draping Cory’s neck right on the top rope! Cory holds his neck on the canvas, Nezumi takes a moment to recover, he picks up Cory on his shoulders and nails him with Let It Die, the GTS Kenta style knocks him out cold….1….2...3!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via Pinfall...Nezumi Hazama!
Martinez: Well that was planned to perfection from that absolutely creepy creature, The Rat King, Nezumi Hazama! Great match for Nezumi, where do you think he goes from here, Loydson?
Cory rolls out of the ring and is looked after by Dr. Lake, Nezumi is on the top ropes, licking his lips and sneering at the crowd in celebration.
Loydson: I think The Rat King moves on and eventually gets a title shot somewhere, he can’t be ignored!
Martinez: Great planning by The Rat King to try and throw Cory off of his mental game here tonight by mocking him and continuously slapping his face.
Loydson: I told you earlier! Nezumi will tap that inner psycho and he did it to perfection! Hard to say if Cory is fully recovered or we will see a deranged version of himself next time, I believe Dr. Lake has a lot of work to do here!
The camera cuts backstage inside the Conson Stadium where we find ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love talking to Ace King.
Love: Ace I would like you to join me, I'm meeting with Creme de la Creme and Joseph Hunter to talk about you, Xavier, Samantha and Scorpio teaming up at Parabellum and a way that EVERYONE can put aside their differences for one night...and here they come...
Creme de la Creme walks in from one direction as Joseph Hunter enters from the opposite direction, Ace looks at Creme and then at Tommy and shakes his head
King: Yeah, I think I'll catch up on this later
And with that Ace gets up and walks away as Tommy throws his arms in the air.
Love: Come on Ace...well I'll send you the notes from the meeting...anyways thank you both for meeting me tonight, I know we all have a business night...well maybe not you…
The camera pulls back to show that Tommy is talking to Joseph Hunter and Creme de la Creme, he is pointing to Joseph and then smiles
Love: I kid of course, Samantha deserves the night off, she’s been working hard but still, thank you for being here and meeting with me tonight.
Hunter: Get to it Tommy
Tommy continues to smile as he looks at the two other managers
Love: We are put in quite the bind at Parabellum, all of being forced to team up together, Xavier, Sam, Scorpio and Ace. It’s no secret we all hate each other and for the most part wish nothing but unfortunate things to happen to one another most of the time...well mostly to Scorpio…
Creme doesn’t look entertained by Tommy as Tommy laughs at his own joke
Love: We all know that Candy, Jordan, Ezio and Nevaeh will be one happy rainbows and unicorn loving team, they will put up a united front because for them this is their chance to really stick it to the MAIN champions of the EWC…
Tommy’s smiles vanishes
Love: They all resent us because they live in our shadows. Their championship matches are the warm up act when we all come together, it’s why Jordan Sharpe took great pleasure and beating your guy...gal...what’s the right thing to call the Undisputed Champion these days? I’d hate for Twitter to try and #CancelTommy…
He looks at Creme who seems to be growing more annoyed as the seconds go by
Love: You are all welcome by the way, Xavier went to Prime and smacked that idiot around and stopped that run he’s been on before he marches into Parabellum but now we face our toughest task of all...coming together as a team…
Tommy looks from Creme to Joseph and then back to Creme
Love: They are all expecting us to implode, to turn on one another and just be the dysfunctional assholes we really are...I’m not going to try and deny it...I know Xavier and Sam have had their issues, he’s said some things, she’s said some things...and yes Xavier and Ace have a colorful past that insures they will not be trading Christmas cards and Xavier and Scorpio...well let’s just the things they said about each other our still very close to the surface...but Samantha and Scorpio have their own checkered past...to say they hate each other is an insult to hate...there is no way those two will ever become friends no matter how much Ruthanne wants to try and ‘ship’ them...oh yeah we saw that and it was cute but Xavier isn’t about to be the third hot dog in Sam’s life…
Joseph takes a step towards Tommy who puts his hands up
Love: Ok, slow down...I see where the line is...she hates Scorpio and I can tell the feeling mutual, Scorpio has now lost to her twice and that can’t sit well and sure...her and Ace seem to be able to get along so that’s a start and speaking of Ace...
Tommy looks in the direction in which Ace left
Love: After all him and Scorpio have been through it won’t be easy for him to stand on that apron and work with the man that ended 777...but that’s exactly what we have to do at Parabellum people…
Tommy smiles
Love: We have spent the last year or so beating each other’s heads in...taking years off each other’s careers and fighting for every inch we have here in the EWC but wouldn’t it be nice FOR ONCE not to have to try and kill each other...to be able to be on the SAME team with the people we try and kill week in and week out...to redirect those violent instincts onto fresh faces for once...think about it…
Tommy pauses for dramatic effect
Love: Xavier and Sam double teaming Candy...Ace and Sam bouncing Ezio’s head off their fists...Scorpio and Ace taking turns lighting up Jordan with kicks...Xavier and Scorpio busting Nevaeh open and bathing in her blood...think about it, for one night we could enjoy each other’s company and not give the people what they want...we could be a FUNCTIONAL team and put the JV team back in their place and remind them that WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS OF THE MAIN BRAND FOR A REASON...and why they aren’t in our league…
Tommy smiles as he look at Joseph and Creme. Joseph nods, briefly looking over to Creme before shifting his gaze to Tommy.
Hunter: Luckily for you, I was actually intending on having a talk sorta like this with Sam. Yeah. It'll definitely be difficult to persuade her to ... behave with Scorpio. But I'll gladly pass this message along. That being said.
Joseph's eyes narrow as he looks seriously at Creme first.
Hunter: No more ambush attempts if you don't mind, especially from Scorpio's 'President's Men'. Let's at least - even if for one night - cooperate like Love is saying. And you, Tommy ...
His head shakes as he directs the new set of words over towards Xavier's newest manager.
Hunter: You can jest and make fun of a silly game Sam decided to try on Twitter. But that's exactly as you noticed; something that'll never happen. So let's worry about things that already have been seen before. Those PornHub outfits, as a good example. No trying that shit on my wife. Granted, you didn't technically make Gabi actually wear it, but you damn well made the effort, so I'm counting that. Now then ...
Joseph looks once more time between Creme and Love before taking a breath and nodding.
Hunter: I'm going to go do exactly as I said and relay this message to Samantha. If you all will excuse me ...
Orion offers everyone a polite nod before excusing himself and heading further backstage, likely to go find The Titaness and tell her what just happened.
Love: Can we at least debate the PornHub outfit for Sam or maybe put it to a team vote...
Tommy laughs as he looks at Creme and holds up his hand for a high five as Joseph exits with a very dirty glare directed towards Tommy for that suggestion. Creme looks at Tommy's hand and not knowing WHERE it's been turns and walks away leaving Tommy hanging...
The camera cuts backstage inside the locker room of Xavier Reid and The Southern Express, Xavier is sitting on the bench as Bobby and Jimmy stand in front of him.
Rose: I’m so excited, The Southern Express making their Friday Night Rampage debut…
Lane: We should have done this weeks ago man…
Rose: Yeah but then we wouldn’t have gotten the EWC Tag Team Champions of the World and Dominic Sanders…
Xavier looks up at them
Reid: You two act as if this is a treat, getting to face America’s Most Hated in your first match on Rampage…
Bobby laughs and points to him
Rose: He sounds like a beaten down old vet…
Lane: Maybe he should be the new Eddie Ace…
The two members of the Southern Express high five as Xavier gets to his feet
Reid: Make all the jokes you want but I’M the only won who’s been in the ring with all three of AMH and tonight isn’t going to be a fun night in China, these three are coming for war…
Love: Then it’s a war we will give them…
Xavier, Bobby and Jimmy all turn and look at the door to see ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love standing in the doorway, he smiles as he walks in, the door shutting behind him.
Tommy Love: Xavier’s right, Dominic, Melody and Iggy are coming for blood but so are we. We declared America’s Most Hated OVER and they aren’t going to take that lightly so...they have a death grip on the top spot when it comes to stables and they aren’t about to step off the mantle for us or anything so we will have to go out there and shove them off, take their spot from them and if that means things get a little bloody...well then so be it…
Bobby and Jimmy nod
Rose: I’m not above getting my hands a little dirty for the cause…
Lane: The fans will understand this is a war and that war brings out the worst in people…
Reid: Well I need the worst out of you both tonight...I don’t want the happy go lucky Southern Express, I want the Southern Express that stepped into the cage with The Levett Brothers in 1985...The Southern Express that took layers of flesh off of The Chicago S.W.A.T. Team in that Leather Strap match in 1982...The Southern Express that pushed Little Miss Sunshine off that 30 foot high scaffold in Atlanta in 1988…
Bunny Love: Is that what the Atlanta Incident is all about? You pushed some poor girl off a scaffold?
They all once again turn towards the door but this time it’s Bunny Love standing in the doorway
Reid: You don’t knock before coming into a guys locker room?
Bunny laughs
Bunny Love: Like I haven’t seen it all before...daddy, you wanted these…
Bunny holds up a bag which brings a smile to Tommy’s face
Tommy Love: YES, please set it on the bench…
Bunny walks over and sets the bag down on the bench next to her father
Tommy Love: But Xavier is right, we need you two at your most violent tonight, Xavier is no stranger to this game, a two time X-Division Champion but you two in the past well…
Bunny Love: Can be pussies...with all due respect…
Bobby and Jimmy both look at their manager who smiles at them lovingly
Bunny Love: I said with all due respect…
Tommy Love: Not pussies, that’s not what I was going to say but you two do worry way too much about the fans and what they will think and we can’t have that tonight. Think of this this way…
Tommy walks over to Bobby and Jimmy and puts his arms around them
Tommy Love: You two have the chance to score a early mental victory over DSR Vol 2 here tonight with a win, you know those two are going to go on and on about beating you at Brawl #555…
Rose: The only time we’ve lost here in the EWC…
Lane: And that was after beating two other teams…
Tommy Love: I know but they are bitches, they are going to keep throwing that in your face like your old lady does when you say you’re going to take out the trash and don’t...they are just going to keep repeating, ‘we beat you...we beat you...we beat you…’ but you get the chance to shut them up here tonight...by beating them and going into Parabellum with the upper hand…
Bunny Love: You two can even the score with DSR Vol 2 and on their own brand’s show…
Tommy Love: Exactly and we get the chance to replace AMH as the MEGA GROUP of the EWC...which brings me to these…
Tommy points at the bag and walks over that way
Tommy Love: With us all being back together again it got me thinking about old times, about old matches...about old championships. Do you two remember that year we sent wrestling in the Carolina Territories…
Bobby looks at Jimmy and then back to Tommy
Rose: Yeah sure do, some of my favorite memories were from our time there…
Lane: Xavier we had some killer 6-Man Tag Team matches with your old man…
Xavier doesn’t seem interested in hearing about the old times they had with Chico but Bobby walks over to him and puts his arm around Xavier’s neck
Rose: We were an unstoppable team, Chico and The Southern Express…
Jimmy also walks over and puts his arm around Xavier’s neck
Lane: Nobody could beat us and now...we get to tag with his son…
Rose: Things really have come full circle…
Tommy smiles
Tommy Love: Yes they have, see Chico and The Express were even the 6-Man Tag Team Champions of the World Xavier, about 9 companies recognized those championships back and they even let us defend them under ‘The Freebird Rules’...
Rose: Yeah Chico was booked all over the world so Eddie Ace jumped in from time to time…
Lane: Just so we could defend them…
Tommy Love: But sadly the Alliance between the 9 companies crumbled and they all refused to do business with one another but…
Tommy opens the bag and pulls out three championship titles and lays them on the bench
Tommy Love: Nobody ever beat us for these…
Rose: Well I’ll be damned…
Lane: We figured you pawned them years ago…
Tommy smiles
Tommy Love: Thought about it...hell even tried once but I ended up keeping them for safe keeping just in case the time ever came were The Express teamed back up with a Volando…
Reid: No…
Bunny Love: Listen, get your head out of your ass...we aren’t asking you to replace your father…
Tommy Love: We are asking you to step in and fill a void created by him…
Bunny Love: To start something new with the Express…
Tommy Love: And let’s face it piss a lot of people off with these…
Tommy points to the championships…
Tommy Love: Plus we can switch Killjoy in when you are too busy to team with the Express…
Bobby and Jimmy look at the championships and walk over and pick theirs up...they look at them and Bunny picks up the third championship and holds it in front of Xavier…
Tommy Love: Come on Xavier...let’s have a little fun starting tonight…
Tommy smiles as Xavier looks at the championship and then at Bobby and Jimmy who hold theirs up into the air, Xavier grabs it and the three men clank the gold plates together
Reid: Fuck it, they are going to hate us anyways…
Bunny Love: That’s the spirit!!!
Rose: Who’s going to hate us…
Tommy Love: The World after we dismantle AMH!!!
Tommy smiles as he looks at his new 6-Man Tag Team Champions of the World
MATCH #4
America's Most Hated (Malone, Sanders & Swango) Vs The Commission (Southern Express & Xavier Reid)
(No DQ 6 Person Tag Team Match)
(Ref: Pierce Patterson)
Martinez: Welcome back to Friday Night Rampage! We've got a good one for you coming up next.
Loydson: For the first time ever, the entire trio of America's Most Hated will compete side-by-side! I cannot wait!
Martinez: The biggest question is... will America's Most Hated be able to coexist? It was only a couple of weeks ago that Iggy Swango and Melody Malone defeated Dominic Sanders and his partner Ace King for the Tag Team Championships at Scars and Stripes. And that match was BRUTAL.
Loydson: Look, all is fair in love and war! Yes, Iggy almost re-broke Sanders' wrist. Yes, Dream Sound Revolution Part Two beat the Diamond Dogs. But they are still best of friends. You can tell. You can feel it.
Martinez: I have some doubts, Phillip. I don't see how they can work together.
Suddenly, "In Hell I'll Be In Good Company" begins playing throughout Conson Stadium.
Martinez: Now what in the world is this?
At the first strum of the banjo, the lights in the Stadium go red. From the back walk Dominic Sanders, Cora Whittaker, Melody Malone, and Iggy Swango. They're all clad in leather vests, chaps, and cowboy hats. Sanders leads Cora out by the arm and Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux stand on the top of the stage back-to-back with their Tag Team Championships held outward towards the ring.
Chriqui: The following is a six-person tag team contest scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, accompanied by Cora Whittaker and Rory Hyland... the team of Dominic Sanders and the EWC Tag Team Champions - The Even Foxier Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution Part Deux, Iggy Swango and Melody Malone... AMERICA'S MOST HATED!
As the four begin to make their way to the ring, Rory Hyland comes out from the back. He is shirtless, wearing ass-less chaps, and a miniature toy cowboy hat. He slowly stalks behind America's Most Hated, making sure they're protected from the rear from any seedy activity. Swango and Malone climb up onto the apron. They enter the ring and toast each other with their Tag Team Championships. Sanders gives Cora a kiss and climbs up the steps and into the ring. He steps through the ring and pulls his hat off of his head and holds it high into the air. Although entertained, the crowd boos loudly, especially for Sanders.
Martinez: I don't know what the hell we are seeing.
Loydson: Come on, Martinez! They're showing they're ready for a good old fashioned duel!
Martinez: But why the costumes? Couldn't this be portrayed someway else?
Loydson: Look. Everybody was wondering if these three could coexist. Worried that Sanders wouldn't put up with the Tag Team Champions' shenanigans. THIS right here shows they are one unit. Cohesive!
Martinez: I suppose you have a point.
The spotlights inside the arena start to flash around the crowd as 'Papercut' starts to play out
Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage and is followed out by Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane, The Southern Express. They walk to the front of the stage as ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love and his daughter Bunny Love walk out and join the three men. Tommy leans over and says something to Bunny who smiles and heads towards the ring as Tommy holds Xavier, Bobby and Jimmy on the stage. Bunny walks up the steps and climbs through the ropes and walks up to Emmanuelle, she looks down at her notes and takes it from her and rips it into two and hands her another piece of paper. Emmanuelle looks down at it and shakes her head no but Bunny points her finger at the piece of paper and insists that she reads it.
Chriqui: And their opponents... being accompanied to the ring by 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love and being joined by Bunny Love, they are the UNRECOGNIZED SIX MAN TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF ALL THE WORLD...THE SOUTHERN EXPRESS, BOBBY ROSE AND JIMMY LANE AND THE EWC INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION XAVIER REID!!!!
Bunny steps in and speaks into the microphone.
Bunny Love: And this is a NON TITLE MATCH... in case you are wondering!!!
Tommy holds up the championships and heads towards the ring as The Southern Express follows Tommy.
And they are followed to the ring by Xavier Reid.
They all climb into the ring and hit the corners to mixed reaction from the fans.
Martinez: All of the goofy antics of these two teams are about to go out the window. Because, despite how quirky these six can be, they are all phenomenal competitors.
Loydson: America's Most Hated all the way. No way Southern Express makes it through this match without a heart attack!
DING DING DING
Swango and Reid start this one. Swango tries to run at Reid, but he drops her with a toe hold and immediately jumps to his feet and drives a swift kick to the back of her head. He pulls her to her feet and lifts her up, dropping her down with a brainbuster suplex. He gets to his feet and tags in Jimmy Lane. Lane leaps over the top rope and drops a leg across her throat. He covers.
ONE!
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TWO!!
Kickout by Swango. Lane picks her up and goes for a suplex of his own, but she holds her ground and drills him in the jaw with a forearm. She bounces off of the ropes and jumps up, driving her rear into his face and knocking him to the mat. She then picks him off of the mat and delivers a bridging fisherman suplex.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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KICKOUT! Swango gets up and walks over and tags her partner Melody Malone in.
Loydson: Here comes the Queen!
Malone comes into the ring and grabs the recovering Jimmy Lane. She nails him with the Crowning Achievement and covers him again.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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KICKOUT! As she pulls Lane to his feet, he reaches up and thumbs her in the eye. As she grabs her face, Lane tags in Bobby Rose. Rose gets into the ring and they kick her in the stomach, knocking her to her knees. They each grab an arm and nail her with the “In Your Face.” Rose makes the cover as Lane exits the ring.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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Broken up by Dominic Sanders. Sanders stomps on Rose’s head. Lane and Reid come into the ring. Iggy Swango comes into the ring. All hell breaks loose. Lane and Swango match up and fight long enough to spill through the ropes and to the outside. Reid attacks Malone. Sanders pulls Rose up to his feet and lifts him into the air. He drops Bobby Rose with the Riptide! Meanwhile, Reid drops Malone with the Package Piledriver! Referee Pierce Patterson finally restores some order by getting Reid and Sanders out of the ring. Swango and Lane split apart and return to their corners. Both Bobby Rose and Melody Malone slowly start to crawl to their corners.
Martinez: These two are both in dire need of tagging in their partners!
Loydson: Come on Melody you sweet-cheeked woman!
Martinez: You’re a mess, Phillip.
Rose and Malone both finally tag in somebody else. Dominic Sanders and Xavier Reid are now the legal participants. For the first time since the Rumble in Texas, Dominic Sanders and Xavier Reid square off in the same ring. Sanders and Reid both throw right hands at each other over and over, neither getting the upper hand until, finally, Reid grabs Sanders’ left arm by the cast and drives it hard into the turnbuckle. Sanders shakes out the pain and turns around into the middle of the ring. Reid, however, hits him with a standing reverse frankensteiner.
Loydson: Ouch! That one hurt me!
Martinez: Sanders is down!
Reid picks Sanders up and drops him with a Package Piledriver! He drags Sanders over close to the Southern Express in their corner and makes the cover.
ONE!
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Iggy Swango comes into the ring, but Jimmy Lane makes it into the ring to cut her off!
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TWO!!
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Melody Malone comes into the ring but Bobby Rose is unable to cut her off in time! She breaks up the pinfall. Swango and Lane fight in the corner. Reid gets up and into Malone’s face. Rose drills her in the side of the head with a forearm. Pierce Patterson gets distracted enough again to focus his attention elsewhere. Reid turns around and Sanders nails him with his cast! Reid drops to the mat. Sanders puts Reid in the Texas Bluebonnet! Patterson finally clears the ring and turns around. He looks and sees that Xavier Reid is unresponsive. He lifts Reid’s arm three times, and they drop to the mat all three times! Patterson calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Here are your winners… AMERICA’S MOST HATED!
Martinez: A big win tonight for America’s Most Hated!
Loydson: As if you expected a different result? That’s why they’re the best in this business.
Martinez: The question is… will the Tag Team Champions be able to prevail at Parabellum?
Loydson: I would bet all my money on it. But what I am angry about right now is that this was a No Disqualification match and the ONLY thing that was dirty was Sanders using his cast. No chairs. No nut-shots. NOTHING! I'm pissed off!
Martinez: You would be, folks we have just one more commercial break and then its the grudge match!
MATCH #5 | MAIN EVENT
Ace King Vs Scorpio
(Grudge Match)
(Ref: Toyo Yasahiro)
Martinez: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for our main event. A grudge match. There is nothing on the line here but pride.
Loydson: Yea, So if that son of a bitch Ace King gets all high and mighty on his big night and cheats to win number 100... He doesn't get an Undisputed Shot!
Martinez: And vice versa for Scorpio. This match is just about blood and spilling it.
Loydson: Hope you all brought a rain coat!
Chriqui: The following match is a grudge match. The only way to win is via doctor stoppage. Introducing first, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds... He is the EWC X-Division Champion... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!
"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!"
The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go especially nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through the Conson Stadium. 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.
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 championship draped over his shoulder. 'The Gambler' stays on a knee, taking the title down to look at it for a few seconds. He takes a deep breath and walks to the ring, calmly interacting with fans all the way down the ramp. They are on fire, excited to be here for his 100th match.
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 championship up for all to see. Once he hands the belt to the referee, he gets his game face on while staring directly up the ramp.
Martinez: 100 EWC Matches, Ace King has cemented himself as a legend in this company and a legend in this business.
Loydson: He's like a gnat you just can't swat... but I do have to give him props.
Martinez: Heading into this match, I'd say he has every factor in his favor... but you can never count out Scorpio.
Loydson: Definitely, Ace might be the champion for garbage wrestling... but he's no Scorpio!
Chriqui: His opponent, from London, England by way of Washington DC, weighing in at 205 lbs... 'The S-Factor'... 'The 46th President of The United States'... 'The Baddest Bitch On The Planet'... 'The Commander-In-Chief'... The allegedly 'true' EWC United States Champion AND The EWC Undisputed Champion... SCORPIO!
'Hail To The Chief' plays and the crowd begin to boo knowing who's coming out. Slowly the four members of The President's Men, Scorpio's band of bodyguards, march out from the back and line the stage and ramp ahead of the 46th President's arrival. The final one waves the Star-Spangled Banner as the music fades...
'Iconic' - Madonna feat. Chance The Rapper hits the speakers as the house lights go down, switching to a spotlight focused on the curtain. It parts, revealing 'The S-Factor' Scorpio stood behind, a hand on his hip, the other raised above his head with the Undisputed Championship in it, cutting a beautiful silhouette. He sashays forward, a long coat dripping in jewels swaying with every step. Behind him steps Crème de la Crème, Scorpio's drag queen confidant and manager. The two look to one another and nod, before Scorpio opens his coat and drops it to the floor, revealing another stunning outfit. He steps down the ramp with a confident strut, emulating that of the catwalk models of Paris and Milan, before reaching the ring. Scorpio climbs up one set of steps as Crème climbs the other, parting the ropes to allow 'The S-Factor'' in. Stepping into the middle of the ring Scorpio raises one arm, and blows a kiss with the other, a smile forming on his beautifully made-up face.
DING DING DING
Scorpio wastes no time and rolls out of the ring, but Ace King rushes the ropes and flips into a leaping moonsault! King crashes hard into Scorpio, and the King is on Scorpio like white on rice as he repeatedly punches him in the face. Ace drags Scorpio up and Irish-whips him HARD into the ring-post, and Scorpio is on wobbly legs and he stumbles forwards. Ace launches himself into Scorpio and punches him square in the mouth! Scorpio falls backwards onto his ass, now with a busted lip that is dropping thick strands of blood. Ace quickly goes under the ring and finds himself a table. He sets it up to a round of applause from the crowd. Ace grabs Scorpio by his head and drags him to his feet, but the Undisputed Champion shoves himself into a headbutt. The skull on skull collision backs Ace up, while Scorpio drops to a knee. Scorpio quickly bounces up off the knee and hooks Ace's head, bringing it down crashing face first off a AGR! Scorpio sits up and has a smug smile with a mouth full of blood. Scorpio shakes his finger, no no no. It's not over. Scorpio drags Ace up and shoves him up onto the apron. Scorpio joins him and pulls Ace up, leaning him on the ropes. Scorpio smiles and the table and leaps into a second AGR... BUT ACE GRABS SCORPIOS WAIST AND LEAPS SIDEWAYS... GERMAN SUPLEX OF THE APRON. BY GOD. SCORPIO LANDS RIGHT ON HIS HEAD AND NECK!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Martinez: OH MY GOD
Loydson: DID THAT JUST HAPPEN?!
Martinez: I THINK IT DID!
Ace King sits up and cuts his own sadistic smile. Instant replay shows a slo-mo angle as Scorpio's head and neck are driven hard onto the padded concrete. Ace gets up to his feet, and nearly stumbles but finds his footing. He heads back under the ring and retrieves two chairs. He slides them both into the ring. Next Ace drags Scorpio up, before sliding him also into the ring. Ace enters the ring himself.
Martinez: What could Ace King have planned here?
Loydson: It's probably not good.
Ace sets both chairs in the center of the ring facing each other. He then drags Scorpio over to one and sits him down, King himself then takes a seat. Scorpio is slumped in the chair and trying to catch his breath when Ace slaps the shit out of him. Ace raises his hands and beckons Scorpio to follow suit. Scorpio plants his feet and lunges into a slap that paintbrushes King's face and almost knocks him from the chair. Ace laughs and slaps Scorpio again... Scorpio slaps Ace. Ace slaps Scorpio. Scorpio slaps Ace. They are literally slapping each other silly and the crowd is going nuts. Scorpio slaps Ace again, and then again. Ace lunges and kicks Scorpio directly into the throat, sending Scorpio backwards in his chair. Ace gets up and shoves Scorpio's chair out of the way but Scorpio uses the opening to kick Ace square in th groin! Ace stumbles backwards and sits in his chair. Scorpio is back up, chair in hand... OH MY GOD... HE SMASHES THE CHAIR INTO ACE'S FACE. Ace slumps forward and falls to his hands and knees... SCORPIO HITS HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE CHAIR. AND AGAIN!
JESUS CHRIST JESUS CHRIST
Martinez: This match could be over... If Ace King was a normal human, this match WOULD be over!
Scorpio rolls Ace over and to no one's surprise, Ace's face is covered in blood. Scorpio drags Ace up to his feet before leaping into a shotgun dropkick that sends Ace flying backwards over his chair. Scorpio throws his own chair at King, just barely missing his face. Scorpio exits the ring and beckons Crème de la Crème over. Crème hands him a portable mirror and Scorpio looks disgusted by his face... Scorpio rolls into the ring and begins to stomp down on Ace's back. Scorpio drags Ace up and sends him in the direction of the table outside the ring. Ace hits the ropes and stumbles forward into an enzuigiri. Ace falls backwards and is draped over the top rope. Scorpio exits to the apron and leaps up into a hurricanrana... PULLING BOTH HE AND ACE TO THE OUTSIDE THROUGH THE TABLE! Scorpio lands hard on his neck, and he screams in agony as he kicks the ground. Ace King lay motionless, his face in a pool of his own blood.
Martinez: Okay, you can stop the match now. STOP THE DAMN MATCH!
Scorpio gets to his feet, still clutching his neck. Scorpio stumbles over to King and drags him up, but Ace falls back down. Face first into the destroyed table. Scorpio tells the doctor to check Ace.
Dr: King, I'm going to ca...
King: Don't yo... fuc.. in... dare. DON'T!
The doctor is shocked by King's reply, but is soon shoved out of the way by a furious Scorpio. Scorpio drags Ace up and slaps the fuck out of him, a mist of blood flies upon impact. Ace falls backwards, but not before Scorpio can send a roundhouse kick directly into the side of his head. Scorpio drags Ace up again and again slaps the taste from his mouth, but this time Ace falls forward swinging a broken piece of metal from the table! The razor-sharp end of the metal catches Scorpio in the forehead and blood begins to stream down. Scorpio tries to wipe the blood but Ace hits him directly in the throat with the metal! Scorpio spins gasping for air, and Ace leaps into a neck-breaker! Both men are down! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!
Loydson: This is one of the most brutal grudge matches I've seen.
Crème de la Crème helps Scorpio up while he gasps for air, Crème and Scorpio limp their way away from Ace. They are heading for the entrance ramp. Ace King crawls to the apron and pulls himself up. He drags himself along the apron towards Scorpio and Crème. Crème looks back and sees King on their heels and lets out a scream. Ace screams back and charges, Scorpio pushes Crème to safety right as Ace King slams into him with a spear!
Martinez: Ace King with a callback to his friend and Scorpio's former partner Georgie Nickles!
Ace King uses every ounce of strength he has left to drag himself up, and to drag Scorpio up in a cravat. Ace stumbles to the edge, spits down to the exposed concrete and leaps into a FUCKING AGR! SCORPIOS FACE SLAMS INTO THE EXPOSED CONCRETE! Ace King wears no emotion as he sits staring off into space. The doctor rushes over and checks Scorpio, he's out. It's over!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: And your winner, via doctor stoppage... ACE KING!
Martinez: JESUS CHRIST. Neither of these men will ever be the same after tonight.
Crème de la Crème rushes Scorpio and the doctor and pleads with the doctor to wake Scorpio up. Ace King is helped up by Toyo Yasahiro but he maintains his state of no emotion as he climbs up onto the stage and leaves.
Loydson: Both of these men will be scarred for life, both of these men probably have shorter career's ahead of them. That was brutal.
Martinez: And Ace sealed the deal with a AGR... Talk about a statement.
Loydson: Normally these matches end a rivalry, be it through fear or respect... But Omar, I think this has only just begun.
The camera pans back down to the side of the stage where Team Scorpio are tending to the 46th President of The United States; Crème is desperately holding her President’s head and talking to him as The President’s Men shout for medical attention. As we get a look at Scorpio we see his lip is busted, he’s bleeding from a head wound, and clearly Crème is concerned about his neck following the AGR. Medics rush out with a stretcher and they carefully get Scorpio into a neck collar and onto the extrication equipment…
Martinez: You may be right Phil, but could either man survive another round? Did Scorpio even survive this one?
Loydson: Ace may have put up a good fight tonight... But don't doubt Scorpio He’s our fearless leader; have faith!
As the stretcher is wheeled up onto the stage to take Scorpio backstage a foot with a Louboutin heel slides off the side, digging itself into the metal plating. The EMTs stop with surprised looks as Crème rushes to Scorpio’s side and checks on him. She shouts for one of the President’s bodyguards to fetch a microphone as Scorpio sits himself up on the trolley and rips off the collar protecting his spine. He throws it to one side with a sneer on his face, and the microphones pick up him muttering “not even couture…” as he looks to Crème. He wipes some of the blood from his lip with the back of his hand as his bodyguard returns with a microphone…
Scorpio: You think I’m finished, don’t you?
The crowd explodes with cheers at the idea of the 46th President being done. His sneer deepens as he stares around the fans and shakes his head, one hand going to the back of his neck in pain. He sighs loudly as he brings the microphone up once more.
Scorpio: A loss to Darius. A loss to Samantha Hamilton. A loss to Jordan Sharpe. A loss to Samantha Hamilton again. A loss to Ace King. Scorpio season is over, right?!
The cheers get even louder and a chant of “MAC! MAC! MAC! MAC!” breaks out. The S-Factor rolls his eyes as he wipes some of the blood from his forehead out of his field of vision. The once-glamorous Undisputed Champion is beginning to look more and more demented and wild as the chant and cheers take their toll on him.
Scorpio: Tough. Fucking. Luck.
He smirks as the crowd begin to boo.
Scorpio: I am far from over, I am far from done, I am far from finished. I don’t care if you’re that putrid whore Samantha Hamilton, I don’t care if you’re that company line-treading brown-nosing piece of shit Ace King, I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE THE ABSENTEE FATHER OF THE WHOLE COMPANY PRESIDENT MAC, I will not go down to you. This is my Rampage. This is my Undisputed Championship. THIS IS MY DAMN COMPANY.
He tries to stand from the trolley as his legs shake a little following the ordeal he’s been through.
Scorpio: While President Mac took a nine-month hiatus from our screens I’ve been here week after week after week, I’ve main evented multiple PPVs, I’ve held its two top championships simultaneously. While Ace King failed multiple times to capture my title and lost it after just 42 days, I scored it on my first one-on-one attempt and at Night of Champions I’ll be the fourth longest-reigning Undisputed Champion in EWC history. I AM AT THE VERY CORE OF THIS FEDERATION. I AM YOUR PRESIDENT AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU WILL BOW AND SCRAPE AND KNOW YOUR FUCKING PLACES…
He looks utterly deranged as he lifts the Undisputed Championship up, holding it close to his face.
Scorpio: To each and every one of the pretenders in the back who think Parabellum is their chance to one-up me and Night of Champions will be the night they are crowned… to that bald-headed prick who’s so terrified of my power he’s dragged himself back in front of an EWC crowd… I have just one message…
The 46th President wipes his busted lip with his thumb getting his blood all over it, before he draws a giant ‘S’ over the faceplate of the Undisputed Championship. He stares into the camera lens and raises the microphone one more time.
Scorpio: Go fuck yourselves.
He drops the microphone before collapsing back onto the medics’ trolley, the Undisputed Championship resting on his chest. Crème screams at the EMTs to get him out of there as they rush him through the curtain…
Martinez: I don’t think we’ve ever seen Scorpio this deranged?!
Loydson: But he made his point – just when you think he’s done, he’s going to fire back. If I were those in the ring with him in Parabellum I would be shaking in my boots… the Queen of The Louboutin Heels is going to come firing back like we’ve never seen him before!
Martinez: Tonight we saw Scorpio taken down once again. Right now for this Undisputed Champion and supposed President it’s make or break; he’s sown a lot of hateful seeds amongst the roster and President Mac, it might be time for him to reap…
Loydson: You’re a treasonous bastard and when the Fabulous Dictatorship is in full swing you’ll be the first for execution, Javier!
Martinez: That may be Phil, that may be. Well thats all folks, congrats again to Ace King on the tremendous milestone and congrats on the win tonight. Here's to 100 more!
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SEGMENT WRITERS
President Mac, Grizzly Duggan, Ruthann Hunter, Gabrielle Visconty, Samantha Hamilton, Dominic Sanders, Xavier Reid, Candy, Shadow Man.
Samantha Hamilton
Lochlan MacKay
Faith Rivers
Lochlan MacKay/Cory Bowen
Tommy Love/Ace King/Joseph Hunter/Creme de la Creme
The Commission
Scorpio
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MATCH WRITERS
MATCH ONE
WRITER: Lochlan MacKay
MATCH TWO
WRITER: Morden Crypt
MATCH THREE
WRITER: Morden Crypt
MATCH FOUR
WRITER: Dominic Sanders
MATCH FIVE | MAIN EVENT
WRITER: FNR
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES MATCH
Broseph Vs Yaya Banana
WINNER(S): Broseph
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SINGLES MATCH
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal Vs Autumn Raven
WINNER(S): Bullet
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SINGLES MATCH
Cory Bowen Vs Nezumi Hazama
WINNER(S): Nezumi Hazama
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6 PERSON TAG
America's Most Hated (Malone, Sanders & Swango) Vs The Commission (Xavier Reid & Southern Express)
WINNER(S): America's Most Hated
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GRUDGE MATCH
Ace King Vs Scorpio
WINNER(S): Ace King
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: ACE KING
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: America's Most Hated (Malone, Sanders & Swango) Vs The Commission (Xavier Reid & Southern Express)
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