FN'R #473 - Monterrey, Mexico

[FN'R]

GAMBIT opens to Grizzly Duggan up on the MacTron.

Duggan: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to our show. Before Rampage kicks off, we have a special FOUR match GAMBIT for you. Five new FN’R Superstars begin their journey tonight!

“All his life he’s been told he’ll be nothing when he’s old. All the Kicks and all the blows.

He won’t ever let it show cause he’s stronger then you know. A heart of steel starts to grow.

WHEN YOU’VE BEEN FIGHTING FOR IT ALL YOUR LIFE…. You’ve been struggling to make things right.

THAT’S HOW A SUPERHERO LEARNS TO FLY!!!!!”

Superhero by The Script continues to play and out walks Chris Styles down the ramp way with a kind of mixed look across his face partially serious but yet partially smiling as he slaps a few of the fans hands but only a few and then rolls into the ring throwing both of his arms into the air getting a fairly good reaction from the fans

Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, making his Friday Night Rampage debut… From Chicago Illinois… CHRIS STYLES!

Chris gets a pop from the crowd.

Chriqui: And his opponent, already in the ring. Scrappy Coco!

DING DING DING

Chris Styles wastes no time rushing the smaller man. Styles is surprisingly fast for his size and has a waist-lock on in no time. He rips Scrappy off his feet into a German Suplex! Scrappy hits the mat and kips up. He hisses at Styles whose response is to knee Scrappy in the face! Scrappy stumbles backwards into a corner. He explodes out towards Styles who spins into an elbow right between Scrappy’s eyes! My Rage! Scrappy falls backwards into a seated position in the corner. Styles has him lined up… Styles Kick superkick right into the jaw! Styles pulls Scrappy up to his feet and puts him in a cravat. Styles takes a few steps and brings Scrappy down into a Styles Drop cutter! Styles makes the cover!

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: Your winner… Chris Styles!

Chris wastes no time and rolls out of the ring. He heads to the back, a smile on his face. Scrappy is helped up by a ref but falls back to his face.

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Yaya Banana comes running out and slides into the ring.

Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, standing in the ring… YAYA BANANA!

Yaya gets a meh reaction. He looks sad.

Chriqui: And his opponent, making his FN’R debut…. SAH’TA THOR!

"Ruina Imperii" by Sabaton echoes through the arena's speaker system as the lights dim. A few seconds pass before an almost demonic looking Sah'ta Thor. He is dressed in a pair of black jeans and a red t-shirt with a golden pattern of the Seven Deadly Sins with the words Sin Incarnate in white. After a moment of standing at the top of the ramp He starts towards the ring with a purposeful stride. Getting to the ring he looks at his foe for the night with a look that promises impending. After a moment he pulls off his shirt revealing his scarred toned muscular upper body. He turns and starts pacing in the ring as he awaits the bell, much like a caged animal.

DING DING DING

Yaya rushes Thor and hits a kick superkick! Thor is unphased! Yaya hits another superkick! And another! Yaya goes for another but Thor scoops him up into a powerbomb position! Thor lifts Yaya and drops him to where his arms are under Yaya’s armpits! Thor throws Yaya into a crucifix powerbomb! Thor pulls Yaya up and lifts him into a tombstone position. Thor jumps to his right and spikes Yaya headfirst with Parasite Eve. Thor covers.

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: And you winner… Sah’ta Thor!

Sah’ta quickly leaves, satisfied that his job was done. Medical staff help Yaya.

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Peach Gelato comes out and gets a mild pop for being adorable.

Chriqui: Standing in the ring.. PEACH GELATO!

'Now That We're Dead' – Metallica sounds off. Kevin Hunter walks out to silence as he heads to the ring.

Chriqui: Making his FN’R Debut… KEVIN HUNTER!

DING DING DING

Kevin looks down at Peach, who has to be over a foot shorter. He scoffs. Peach runs in for a punch, but Kevin blocks her by putting his entire hand on her face. Kevin lifts Peach up onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, he spins her out and drops her into a face-buster! The Doomsday! Kevin puts his hand back on Peach’s face and drags her up, he forces her head between his legs and under-hooks the arms. Kevin jumps up and then slams her face into the canvas! In the End! Kevin covers.

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: And your winner, KEVIN HUNTER!

Kevin Hunter exists in the ring, while Peach is helped up. Peach gets a round of applause for being adorable as she exits to the back.

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Chriqui: And from Baton Rouge, Louisiana… Making her FN’R Re-Debut… VALKYRIE!!!

The lights in the area go dark just before the beginning guitars of “We Are The Truth” by Mushroom head begins to play. At the :16 mark, you can hear the soft sounds of the beat starting to rise. Once the :29 mark hits, the lights flash and on stage appear two people. One on each side of the stage.

“Hatred; Growing; Breeding.
As the armies mount, dead and bleeding.”

The lights flash once again at the :35 mark and this time, two more people appear on stage. Standing in front and to the inside of the first two.

“Tens of thousands; No concealing.
There’s a hunger, yet no one’s eating.”

At the :40 mark, the lights flash a third time. And this time, two more join. Making it six people now on stage. Forming what appears to be the start of a “V” formation.

“You can promise, but our dream’s dead.
And the rivers, they’re all but blood red.”

At the :46 mark, the lights flash once more and on stage appears another pair. Making it a total of eight on the stage. And these two were briefly seen holding onto what could only be wolves.

“I can mimic all your speeches.
No more lessons learned; You can’t reach us.”

And at the :51 mark, the lights come up and standing on the stage, at the head of the group, is Robi “Valkyrie” Mitchell. A wooden baseball bat wrapped in razor wire in her right hand

She’s dressed in a pair of black leather pants with buckles around the waist and spikes down the outside of both legs. She has a pair of black, knee-high, 2-inch thick heeled, boots that have buckles running from top to bottom. She has a hood pulled up over her head. Yet over the “hoodie” type jacket, she wore her cut. The leather vest of her MC. The logo on that cut? One would’ve thought it would be “The Shieldmaidens”... But no… The logo was a growling wolf’s head. The top rocker (patch) giving the name of the MC: the “Wolves of Óðinn”. The bottom rocker (patch) gives the city: Baton Rouge.

The tank-top under the cut and jacket was black with a wolf's bare fangs. Standing behind her was: Shanna “Oracle” Mitchell (right side), holding a wolf-looking dog. Its heavy chain in her hand. To her left stood Jericho "Rampage" Robidoux. He, too, had a wolf-looking dog with him.

Behind them stood Druscilla “Prophet White, Robi’s manager, and Hadlee Webb. Behind them was Cela “Ghost” Hyde and Zoya “Norn” Riis. And at the back was Jorg “Gungnir” Halvorsen and Grant “Ravage” Theriot.

Covering their faces from the bridges of their noses down, all of them sported a mask that looked like a wolf’s skull.

“Hatred; Growing; Breeding.
As the armies mount, dead and bleeding.
Tens of Thousands; No concealing.
There’s a hunger, yet no one’s eating.
You can promise, but our dream’s dead.
And the rivers, they’re all but blood red.
I can mimic all your speeches.
No more lessons learned; You can’t reach us.”

At the 1:13 mark, Robi pushes her hood off her head revealing long golden blonde hair in various braids and starts to make her way to the ring. Druscilla stepped out of line and followed.

“Once upon a time or two,
I think I lost my mind with you.
Too many times to be precise.
We take a toke and drink the wine.
We got the users over there;
We got the Wolves right here.
Right here.
Right here.
We got the Wolves right here.”

Robi reaches the ring and climbs her way in.

“Listen to me, no hard feelings.
I can see your skull past the pealing skin.
Passion all dead; Double talking.
Yeah, we hear your words.
No one’s talking.”
“We got the users over there.
We got the Wolves right here.
We got the users over there.
We got the Wolves right here.
We got the users over there.
We got the Wolves right here.
Right here.
Right here.
Right here.
Right here.”

Robi moves over to one set up ropes, lifts her bat up and makes a “pointing” sweep over the crowd.

“False flag attack that
Found guilty through entrapment
Of our commandments.
Your cooperation is commended,
Since the corporation demands it.
Who are the false?
We are the Truth.
True or False.
Truth, true or false, which one are you?”

And in order, she moves to each of the ring’s motioning the crowd with her bat.

“Once upon a time or two,
I think I lost my mind with you.
Too many times to be precise.
We take a toke and drink the wine.
We got the users over there.
We got the Wolves right here!
Right here.
Right here.
We got the Wolves,
Right here!”

And the song ends with Robi in the middle of the ring. The Maiden's leave ringside as Valkyrie gets ready.

Chriqui: And her opponent, making his FN’R Debut… ASRIEL BUZZARD!

“IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?”

As the first notes of Machine Head pound through the arena, images of the Great Plains appear on the tron, mixed with pictures of crosses and churches. Spotlights flash around the arena but focus on the stage as the drums and heavier riff starts and Asriel Buzzard appears through the curtain.

“COME ON!”

He stands at the top of the ramp, eyes closed and fists clenched in front of his chest for a few seconds. After opening his eyes, he starts to march to the ring, glaring at the fans putting their hands out over the barrier. He circles the ring twice after arriving at ringside.

“THE PARANOIA, DROPS ME TO MY KNEES”

Asriel walks up the ring steps, dashes along the apron and climbs to the top rope.

“’CAUSE NO FLAG CAN MEAN BRAVERY WHEN BLOODIED BY SLAVERY, THE REBEL, A DEVIL, DISGUISED AS A SAVIOR”

On the top rope, Asriel holds his arms aloft then brings them to his chest where he holds them together briefly before leaping down into the ring and removing his jacket. In the ring Asriel and Valkyrie stare each other down…

??: EXCUSE ME! You bitches are like going to have GAMBIT without the like #1 team in like the fed? Bitch?

The camera pans to ringside, where Mean Girlz stand, each holding a microphone.

Regina: Yea, like that’s not fair. We run this show!

Gretchen: So we challenge you bitches to a tornado tag team match!

Valkyrie and Asriel look on in confusion…

Regina: Ring the bell bitch, lets play some fetch!

DING DING DING

Gretchen slides into the ring first and runs right into Asirel who slams into her with a European Uppercut! Gretchen stumbles forward into a pumphandle. Asriel lifts her up and drops her into a flat-liner. The Survival! On the other side of the ring, Regina stumbles into a Valkyrie pele-kick. Valkyrie grabs her legs and spins her around, putting all of her weight on Regina’s upper back and neck with The Maiden's Shield! The ref calls it! Both Gretchen and Regina are out!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: Your winners… Asriel Buzzard and Valkyrie!

Asriel and Valkyrie look at each other, but then both leave. Mean Girlz are helped up and promptly booed for being such shit.

[FN'R]

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 473
AUGUST 7TH 2020

LIVE! From Arena Monterrey in Monterrey, Mexico

EWC RAMPAGE
08.07.2020
Live From Arena Monterrey in Monterrey, Mexico
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 "Another Fight" begins to sound off over the loudspeakers.



"ALRIGHT, HOLD TIGHT
I'M NEVER GONNA LOSE ANOTHER FIGHT"

The fans scream for delight as the MacTron explodes to life. Pyro ignites on the stage.



The camera pans around the arena as fans scream for delight and begin their chants and raise their signs high into the air.

{Scorpio IS GOD}

{ACE KING SUCC!!!}

{HAMILTON!!!!!!!}

{VALKYRIE}

{BEST BRAND ON TV}

{HI MOM}

FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

The camera flashes back to the MacTron which shows the current FN'R roster... Ace King, Alex "Bullet" Carbajal, Asriel, Autumn Raven, Broseph, Carter Normandy, Chris Styles, Cory Bowen, Dalilah Ashe, Damage Inc, Donkey Punch, Iggy Swango, Jackie "Bandit" Layton, Jackson Gunner, Kevin Hunter, Melody Malone, Melon Club, Nezumi Hazama, Phoenix Winterborn, Psycho Saoirse Maguire, Robi "Valkyrie" Mitchell, Sah'ta Thor, Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton, Savannah Sunshine, Scorpio, The Animal Samuel McPherson and Wyatt Cross.

The MacTron flips back to Ace King holding his X-Division Championship high before flipping to Samantha Hamilton holding her United States Championship with pride before going back to Scorpio who hugs his Undisputed Championship. Scorpio blows a kiss at the camera as pyro goes off. 



And then the camera cuts over to the commentary desk, Omar Martinez and Phil Loydson are both sitting.

Martinez: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another exciting episode of Friday Night Rampage... Unfortunately, I do have some bad news to kick off the show.

Loydson: The bad news is good news and you are leaving? 

Martinez: You wish Phil. No, Lunch Time and S.T. both had some travel issues and their match is no longer happening tonight. GM Grizzly Duggan is hopeful to run it next FN'R. 

Loydson: Two hot chicks and two sweaty guys... I will only be missing HALF of that match kid! 

Martinez: I am sure... Anyway, we still have a stacked 3 match card for you tonight. Capping off with a triple threat match between Melody Malone, Ace King and Samantha Hamilton.  

Loydson: Should be a barn-burner just to see Malone and Hamilton. 

Martinez: And before that match, it is Captain Vs Captain as Dominic Sanders takes on Nezumi Hazama.

Loydson: Don't we normally drop the brand shit after Parabellum?

Martinez: And our opening bout of the night, Cory Bowen looks for revenge against The Bullet. All that and more, tonight! Don't go anywhere!

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The camera cuts to the ring where Grizzly Duggan now stands, microphone in hand. Grizzly lets the crowd cheer a bit and slowly quiet themselves down before he begins.

Duggan: At Parabellum, FN’R BROUGHT THE WAR!

There is a pop from the crowd.

Duggan: At Parabellum, we didn’t mess around. The FN’R Champions carried Xavier Reid to a victory over the FSW/PRIME Champions, while Nezumi and Melody outlasted sixteen others to win the main event. This roster, it’s the best roster in wrestling and you can bet your ass on that!

The crowd begins to cheer FN’R over and over.

Duggan: In 2018, Rampage had maybe 11 members and only one champion. Look at how far we’ve come! And we’re not slowing down. At Night Of Champions, DSR Volume Two will get their tag team championships back. Bringing the Green Standard back up to five championships. And then maybe we’ll send someone to BRAWL to take that title from Xavier Reid…

The crowd gives another pop.

Duggan: Because WE ARE, Friday Night Rampage. And WE ARE The Green Standard… AND WE AR…

Grizzly is interrupted by the sudden appearance of Jim Connors on the ramp. Grizzly looks at Connors with a look of puzzlement before taking a step towards him. Duggan goes to step over the ropes when from behind Rafe White jumps into a bicycle kick on Duggan’s back! Duggan goes to fall backwards into the ring, but Rafe catches him and holds him up into a crucifix position! Rafe pulls Duggan off the ropes into a sitout crucifix bomb, it’s the Messiah Bomb! Duggan is out of it. Connors is laughing on the ramp, but Nezumi rushes out past Connors! Rafe sees Nezumi and dips out of the ring. Nezumi checks his fallen GM, while Rafe meets up with Connors on the ramp. Nezumi grabs the mic from inside the ring...

Nezumi: That wasn't very Christian of you, Rafe. I think there has to be something in the Good Book about being a lapdog for hire. 

He angrily patrols the ring after helping Grizzly to a standing position. A nearby medic aids Hazama in keeping the GM upright.

Nezumi: The bible thumper over there thinks he can just come to my brand and do what he pleases, huh? You want to hurt my GM? When you hurt him, you hurt my chances of getting further over here. And you SPIT on the good name of the brand that beat your whole ass at Parabellum.  

Hazama gets a round of cheers from the audience, something he is not used to, but he ignores it.

Nezumi: Jimmy boy, you don't want this fight. You're boo-hooing over there because you didn't get what you want for once, eh? Alright then, you got our attention. But with that, you get a special deal. You get our anger. You get our fury. You'll pay for it with your blood. 

He points to the two up there.

Nezumi: You both gave me something to do until the Rumble. I can spend all the time until then beating your asses and making you humble--making you remember your place on the totem pole now. When I get done with you, Jimmy, you're going to keep the doors locked and hope that your security team's paid off. And for you, Rafe, I'm going to get you up high to meet your Holy Father soon enough, so he can tell you, like your real dad, how disappointed he is in you. 

Hazama pauses, letting his threats linger in the air.

Nezumi: Now get the hell off my show. That's my last act of mercy towards you two.

Connors: We'll see how tough you are at Night Of Champions... No DQ... Vs Rafe White!

Connors and White leave the area, Nezumi checks on Duggan who is beginning to rise.

We cut to the back and see Dominic Sanders drinking a cup of coffee with his feet kicked up while reading a newspaper. Brian Spade waddles up to Sanders and looks at him.

Spade: Uh, Dominic. What are you doing?

Sanders: What the fuck does it look like?

Spade: Well, you have a match in like twenty to thirty minutes. You're not dressed. You're reading the paper. You're drinking coffee. Are you... uh... okay?

Sanders: Am I okay? Of course I am okay. I've never been better, Braden!

Spade: It's Brian...

Sanders: Whatever. I just beat Dio! Knocked his dong right off! I couldn't be better.

Spade: Well, I also ask because your remarks this week... well, they weren't exactly you.

Sanders: "Not me." Listen fuckface, if you're insinuating that someone was feeding me lines...

Spade: No, that's not it. You just seem to be off...

Sanders: Off. Okay, Braden. I'll show you how off I am...

Sanders stands up and walks into the door to his locker room. Assumedly to get ready for his match. We go back to ringside.

MATCH #1
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal Vs Cory Bowen
(Singles Match)
(Ref: Mike Michaelson)

Martinez: You know, I was really looking forward to S.T. and Lunch Time squaring off tonight. Shame it isn't happening.

Loydson: Really? That would've been about as boring as having Grizzly Duggan back on commentary!

Martinez: You know, that's not really smart to talk about the boss like that.

Loydson: Pff. I do what I want...

Chriqui: The following match is scheduled for one fall!

The lights dim and the Shieldmaidens' motto “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes over the MacTron as guitar stabs ring out. Concrete Blonde’s “God Is A Bullet” starts up in earnest and Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton, Jackie “Bandit” Layton, “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, Aoife “Banshee” Maguire and Katrina "Knox" Knox walk out seemingly leading the way for their sixth sister. Alex “Bullet” Carbajal makes her way out in a full length boxing robe, ready for war.

Chriqui: Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana... representing the Shieldmaidens... ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL!

The Shieldmaidens make their way to the ring and Bullet steps in, starting to shadowbox the second she steps in. She raises her hands into the air and then nods, ready to go.

Martinez: I think we are in for a treat with this match. Bullet takes a licking and keeps on ticking, Loydson.

Loydson: Listen, the kid has some heart. The best thing she has going for her is that she is facing off against Milenko. I don't think Milenko has won since he got here months ago. And, if he has, I must've been asleep!

Martinez: Well, he had that match against...

Loydson: I don't care, Javier! Doesn't even matter.

"Breaking the Habit" by Linkin Park plays. Cory Bowen steps out onto the stage, followed by Dr. Lake.

Chriqui: Her opponent, from Salem, Oregon... weighing in at 215 pounds and being accompanied by Dr. Charlene Lake... CORY BOWEN!

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 and waits for the bell.

DING DING DING

Bowen runs at Bullet, who ducks a clothesline. Bowen spins around right into a dropkick by Bullet. Bowen falls back into the corner. Bullet grabs Bowen by the wrist and Irish whips him to the opposite corner. Bowen reverses and sends Bullet into the corner. He charges and Bullet leapfrogs him into a sunset flip.

ONE!
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TW-Kickout easily.

Bowen gets up to his feet quickly and stomps on Bullet’s face. He grabs her and lifts her up to her feet. Bowen drives a right fist into the side of her head. And another. He lifts her up and drives her down with a suplex. Bowen rolls up to his feet and walks over to the corner. He ascends the turnbuckles and waits for Bullet to get to her feet. Finally, he leaps off and brings her down with a flying clothesline. He covers.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Carbajal.

Martinez: Some good offense by Cory Bowen. He might be making you eat your words tonight, Phillip.

Loydson: Still time, kid!

Bowen gets back up and looks down at Bullet. As he goes to pick her up, she rolls him up into a small package, trying to surprise him.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Bowen. Bowen gets up quickly and angrily charges her. He goes for a clothesline but she delivers a drop-toe hold, smacking his face on the bottom turnbuckle. Bullet sprints and bounces off of the ropes. She returns as Bowen is up to his feet. Forearm smash! Bullet gets back up to her feet and grabs Bowen. She lifts him up, grabs him by the wrist, ripcord rolling elbow! Dios Es Una Bala! Bowen drops like a sack of potatoes. Bullet covers.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: Here is your winner via pinfall... ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL!

Martinez: Big win for the Bullet tonight!

Loydson: It certainly doesn't HURT to win, although it was only Cory Bowen.

Martinez: Be nice, Loydson. Cory Bowen is a very talented individual. He had some offense going for awhile. He's just struggling. We all struggle.

Loydson: Not me. I'm perfect.

MATCH #2
"Captain" Nezumi Hazama Vs Dominic Sanders
(No DQ Singles Match)
(Ref: Toyo Yasahiro)

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Martinez: We've got a heck of a match coming up.

Loydson: And, unlike the last one where I didn't really care much, this one has my full interest! Two of my favorite wrestlers, Captain Hazama and Dominic Sanders, go one-on-one in a No Disqualification match!

Martinez: It's a little bit of Parabellum fall out! Prime's Captain and Rampage's Captain colliding!

Chriqui: The following contest is a No Disqualification match and it is scheduled for one fall!

The lights go out in the Arena Monterrey. Navy blue pyrotechnics burst up on the stage and down the sides of the ramp heading towards the ring. "War Machine" by KISS begins playing. Dominic Sanders steps out from the back in a navy blue hoodie and gold wrestling tights on, finished by white boots. He no longer has the hard plaster cast on his left wrist, although it is heavily braced. The hood of his sweatshirt drapes over his eyes as he stares out at the fans. Suddenly, Cora Whittaker appears from behind the curtain with a gold dress and navy blue streaks in her hair. Sanders and Cora stand at the top of the ramp and listen to the negative reaction from the crowd.

Chriqui: Introducing first... from Fort Worth, Texas. Weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds and being accompanied by Cora Whittaker... DOMINIIIIC SAAAAANDEEERS!

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

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

Martinez: Dominic Sanders has become a bit of a loose cannon. If you listened to his words earlier this week, he just didn't sound like himself. Losing at Parabellum surely had something to do with that.

Loydson: Sanders is a prideful man, Javier. He won that event the last time it took place and he was damn sure he would do it again. He didn't expect to have four others out-last him. And, surely, it stung a little to have his America's Most Hated stablemate Melody Malone outlast him.

Martinez: Good point. She beat him in the Rumble, which he had his heart set on. They have split matches for the EWC Tag Team Championships. And then she outlasts him at Parabellum. Knowing that he is not the best in America's Most Hated has apparently gotten into his head.

Loydson: Yeah, well he said it this week. He is going to take it out on Nezumi Hazama here tonight.

A peaceful, inviting chill falls over the arena...

There's only a soft light glossed over the attendance...

It's like sunlight...

Nurturing...

Blissful...

Familiar...

The tones of Shiho Ochi brings the audience to a still.

♫ ARAWARU KUROI SORA...

KODOU WA RAIMEI WO KURIKAESU... 

ARASHI GA KURU MAE NI...

KOYOI WA ANO UTA WO SAZUKEMASHOU... ♫

A loud blast of percussion strikes the audience as the lights in the arena begin to take on chaotic timing. Flashes of orange, yellow, and red cascade in rhythm with the individual beats of Superfly's 'Kakusei' and the camera drops to focus on the person the song introduces. A jet of smoke spawns from the ring stage, and in it, there stands a silhouette. With a cape flowing in the wind, the intensity of 'Kakusei' picks up, and lures the audience into its infectious beat.

♫ MAHARI YUWARE GAAIE SABANARE! ♫

As he steps out of the emission of smoke on the stage, Hazama stands in the bright spotlight. Primping the collar of his suit jacket and shifting the shawl draped over his shoulder, Hazama listens to the chorus of boos that follows his appearance.

♫ AMARE DIRAHI JUMAGI GANASHARA! ♫

He raises his arms in protest to the crowd's displeasure towards his existence. He invites them to get louder as he drowns them out to the high, loud energy of his own theme.

♫ MAHARI YUWARE GAAIE SABANARE! ♫

Hazama fans himself with their hatred, not at all perturbed by them.

♫ AMARE DIRAHI JUMAGI GANASHARA! ♫

And when he's done humoring his critics, Hazama begins down the ring ramp.

♫ YOMIGAERASERU NO SA...

AISURU KIMI NO KOKORO...

KARADA WO NUGISUTETE...

IMA, WARE NI KAERU TOKI... ♫

Hazama reaches the end of the ring ramp, having spent a few moments teasing the people reaching for him. He tests to see if someone was brave enough to jump. He berates someone and tells them about how much they pale in comparison to him. There at the edge of the ramp, Hazama throws up his arms again, and the camera pans out. It catches the atmosphere that he has created, where the world is rocking with their hateful noise. With him at the epicenter of it all, Hazama only chooses to smile and then make his move towards the ring.

Chriqui: And his opponent... from Tokyo, Japan... weighing in at two hundred and thirty-eight points... NEZUMI HAZAMA!

Still committed to his former eccentricities, Hazama slides into the ring on his stomach and turns onto his back. He sprawls out, massaging the ring before lifting himself up. With his head hung, Hazama spreads out his arms, soaking into the limelight once more. It sates him. It powers him. It urges him to continue. As the song calms down, his sinister nature of Hazama brightens through his flamboyance.

♫ ME WO TSUBUTTE KAZE WO SUKUTTE...

MI WO TOKASHITE KANE WO NARASHITE... ♫

Hazama remains this way, even as he begins to rise back to a standing position.

♫ KAKUSEI!

KAKUSEI!

KAKUSEI!

KAKUSEI! ♫

Hazama hits the top turnbuckle, reaching out to the fans, inviting their disdain again.

♫ MAHARI YUWARE GAAIE SABANARE!

AMARE DIRAHI JUMAGI GANASHARA!

MAHARI YUWARE GAAIE SABANARE!

AMARE DIRAHI JUMAGI GANASHARA! ♫

As 'Kakusei' begins to fade out, Hazama denies everyone their chance to get to him. He hops off the turnbuckle, discharging the intensity of his taunting in lieu of his sinister serenity. He crouches down in his corner, watching his environment with a hawk-eye precision. A smirk dawns on his face as he waits for the beginning of the match, and his own personal war.

Martinez: This man is certainly unique, but he has been very, very successful since arriving here in the EWC. 

Loydson: Including a win for the green brand when he and Melody Malone survived at Parabellum.

Martinez: Surely, he's got to be the favorite coming in based off of recent events.

Loydson: The favorite against a former EWC Undisputed Champion. That's a hell of a position to be in.

DING DING DING

Sanders, being tired of the shenanigans, sprints at Nezumi and drives a leaping knee into the side of his head. He climbs on top of Nezumi and drives right fists into the side of his head over and over. He picks Nezumi up and tosses him over the top rope and to the floor. Sanders exits the ring and starts to dig underneath it. He pulls out a couple of steel chairs and then a small velvet sack. He opens the sack and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles.

Martinez: Brass knuckles? This is going to get ugly quickly!

He slides the brass knuckles on his hand and then looks at Nezumi, who is up to a knee. Sanders runs towards Nezumi and leaps up, looking for a brass-knuckled Superman Punch! Nezumi sidesteps into a drop-toe hold, bringing Sanders’ face down on the steel ring steps! Sanders grabs his forehead, which is sliced open from the edge of the steps. Nezumi reaches down and grabs the brass knuckles, ripping them off of Sanders’ hand. He tosses them out into the Monterrey crowd and stomps on the back of Sanders’ head. He gets down onto a knee next to Sanders and drives hard right fists into the sliced forehead of Dominic Sanders.

Nezumi gets off and walks around to another side of the ring. He reaches underneath and pulls out a table, dragging it from underneath the ring. Nezumi lifts it up and props the two ends up onto the ring apron and the ringside barricade. He walks back over to Sanders. Sanders, in desperation, delivers a low blow to Nezumi!

Loydson: THAT will ruin your weekend!

Martinez: Sanders with a low blow evens this up for now, but Sanders is worse for the wear right now.

Loydson: Please. This is just getting started, Javier!

Sanders walks over to Cora, who checks his forehead. She uses his navy blue hoodie and holds it onto the wound. Nezumi walks around the corner towards Sanders. Cora throws herself in between Sanders and Nezumi, trying to keep Nezumi away!

Loydson: This is not a great idea!

Martinez: I agree with you there.

As Nezumi has some words for Cora, Sanders reaches down and picks up one of the steel chairs that he pulled out earlier.

Sanders: DUCK!

Cora quickly ducks and Sanders turns and swings the chair, drilling Nezumi in the side of the head with it! Nezumi drops to the ground in a heap! Cora stands back up and she and Sanders laugh at Nezumi before she retreats to the other side of the ring.

Martinez: Cora making her presence felt in this one!

Loydson: As big of a Captain Hazama fan I am, that was really damn clever!

Sanders tosses the chair on the ground and grabs Hazama. He rolls the Rampage Captain into the ring and slides in himself, casually covering Hazama.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THR-KICKOUT!

Martinez: Nezumi kicks out! If Sanders had hooked the leg, I imagine we would have had a winner.

Loydson: All of these weapons out here and I forgot it was an actual match until Sanders pinned Nezumi.

Sanders can’t believe it. He’s pissed off and yells at the referee. He walks around the ring and then notices the table that Nezumi set up. He grabs Nezumi and rolls him out of the ring and onto the table. Sanders, still in the ring, goes over to the corner and starts to climb. He reaches the top and looks down at Nezumi laying on top of the table!

Martinez: No way! Don’t do it, Sanders!

Sanders leaps off, looking for Titletown. NEZUMI MOVES! Sanders crashes through the table and to the floor hard. Nezumi picks Sanders’ limp body up and rolls him into the ring. Nezumi rolls in and grabs Sanders, lifting him to his feet. Nezumi picks Sanders up and drills him with LET IT DIE! Sanders drops hard to the mat and Nezumi covers.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: Here is your winner via pinfall… CAPTAIN NEZUMI HAZAMA!

Martinez: Another HUGE victory for Nezumi Hazama!

Loydson: I’m not surprised, but I am. Sanders took a risk and it did not pay off. BUT Nezumi was certainly qualified to win that match, regardless.

Dominic Sanders rolls out of the ring and angrily pulls himself to the back. Nezumi laughs.

Hazama slides out of the ring as a figure in jeans with a black hoody pulled up over their head hops the railing and starts walking towards him.

Loydson: What! What the hell?!

Hazama, still worn out from his match, looks ready to defend himself as the figure, obviously female, walks past him without notice and slides under the bottom rope. Hazama shakes his head and continues to the back.

Martinez: Well, they didn’t attack Hazama.

Loydson: They are female, judging from the curves.

Martinez: She’s calling for a mic.

A mic is tossed to the figure and they stalk around in the middle of the ring for a second before stopping and shoving the hood back. Platinum blonde hair spills out as Gabrielle Visconty smiles out to the mixed reaction from the fans.

Loydson: It’s another one of the asshat Brawl members! What is going on?! Rafe and Gabi represented Team Brawl at Parabellum!

Martinez: The crowd is not sure what to make of it, and neither am I!

Gabi raises the mic up to her mouth as she grins.

Visconty: Not the reception I expected.

Gabi says as she looks out over the crowd.

Visconty: You guys thought I was going to jump Hazama?

The crowd replies in a mixed reaction as Gabi shakes her head.

Visconty: Nope. Not what I had in mind…

Loydson: She needs to get off Rampage, is what she needs to do.

Gabi stands in the ring as the crowd starts chanting.

Crowd: RAMPAGE! RAMPAGE! RAMPAGE!

Loydson: Tell her!!

Martinez: Gabi is… smiling?

Gabi nods her head with the chants and grins out at the crowd like the Cheshire Cat before she raises her mic back up.

Visconty: Grizzly Duggan, I’d like to speak with you!

Gabi shouts into the mic. The crowd rains boos and continues the chanting.

Crowd: RAMPAGE! RAMPAGE! RAMPAGE!

Loydson: Oh, this isn’t good. Get security in there and get her out of the ring!

Martinez: Surely Duggan won’t come out? This is most likely a Brawl setup.

The crowd erupts in cheers as the battered Rampage GM walks out from the back, flanked on each side by Security. Gabi walks over to the ropes and leans on them as she motions for him to join her in the ring. Duggan looks out at the crowd before he and the Security head on down towards the ring.

Loydson: Duggan has got a little backup with him this time.

Gabi backs away from the ropes as the Security start to climb into the ring. They eye Gabi cautiously as Duggan slides cautiously into the ring. Gabi smiles innocently as she leans her back against the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. Duggan pulls a mic out of his back pocket and smiles out over the chanting crowd before looking at Gabi.

Duggan: Hello Gabi.

Visconty: Hi Grizzly… seems you’ve had some bad luck tonight with Brawl members?

The crowd boos as Gabi ignores them. Duggan nods his head a little as he looks at Gabi.

Duggan: You could say that.

Gabi takes a step towards Duggan and the Security guards move in to block her. Gabi raises her hands as she backs up.

Visconty: Easy boys, we don’t want to start a Brawl in here now, do we?

The crowd begins booing as Duggan steps forward.

Duggan: Easy guys, I got this.

Duggan drops the mic on the mat and walks towards Gabi. She offers him a playful smirk as he stops right in front of her, staring down on the much smaller Gabi Vee. The crowd erupts in cheers as Duggan stands there.


Martinez: She’d be insane to attack the GM. He’s like a foot and a half taller than her and triple her weight.

Gabi drops her mic and offers her hand to Duggan with a mischievous smile.

Loydson: Don’t do it!!

Duggan reaches out and shakes Gabi’s hand. The crowd doesn’t know how to react to this. Duggan smiles as Gabi steps back from him and pulls the hoody off to reveal a Rampage shirt. The crowd explodes in cheers.

Loydson: Wait… Did Gabi just jump ship and join Rampage?!

Martinez: Gabi Vee is on Rampage?

Duggan picks his mic up off the mat and looks at Gabi.

Duggan: Welcome to RAMPAGE Gabrielle Visconty!

The crowd continues to cheer as Gabi scoops her mic up off the mat. She shakes Duggan’s hand again and then turns to address the crowd.

Visconty: Now THAT was the reception I was expecting.

Martinez: Gabi Vee is on Rampage!

Loydson: Looks like Duggan has the last laugh tonight.

Martinez: I would have to agree with you on that.

The crowd chants as Gabi and Duggan exit the ring.

Crowd: GABI VEE! RAMPAGE! GABI VEE! RAMPAGE!

MATCH #3 | MAIN EVENT
Melody Malone Vs Ace King Vs Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton
(No DQ Triple Threat)
(Ref: Toyo Yasahiro)

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Martinez: Main event time, are you ready Loydson?

Loydson: I am always ready to see Miss Malone and Madam Hamilton.

Martinez: No love for Ace King?

Loydson: I don't play for that team Omar but no judgement here buddy. 

Chriqui: The following triple threat match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

The lights dim, but don’t go dark before the soft words of Billie Eilish begin to play over the P.A. system.

Bite my tongue bide my time
Wearing a warning sign
Wait till the world is mine
Visions I vandalize
Cold in my kingdom size
Fell for these ocean eyes

As the chorus hits, a bright flash of pyro explodes from the base of the Mac Tron and Melody Malone stands on the stage. Melody stands with her head held high as a spotlight follows her down to the ring.

Chriqui: Making her way to the ring… she is the Siren of Scorn… MELODY MALONE!

You should see me in a crown
I'm gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by one
One by one by

Malone climbs the stairs and steps through with her chin held up high. She gives the crowd a sarcastic smile as they give her a heavy dose of adulation.

You should see me in a crown
Your silence is my favorite sound
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by one
One by one by one

The lights come back up to full brightness, and Melody has her gloves tugged into place as she rakes her hair back and prepares for her opponent.

Martinez: Melody Malone is walking into FN'R without gold for only the 2nd time in months. Still a strange sight to see Phil.

Loydson: Line

Martinez: Line

Loydson: Line

"THE ACE OF SPADES!!! THE ACE OF SPADES!!!" 

The crowd hears Lemmy's growl, and they go nuts as the opening bass line to 'Ace of Spades' rips through Arena Monterrey. 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.

Chriqui: Making his way to the ring, FROM Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds... He is the X-Division Champion... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!

There's a huge explosion as the guitar kicks in, and the crowd roars as 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.

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 a hole through his opponent.

Martinez: The Gambler looks on fire tonight, after Parabellum will he and Sam be looking to team up to take down Malone?

Loydson: Bah, who cares. I'm sure the selfish bastard just wants to pin Sam and stakes his claim at another US shot. 

Martinez: That is possible, that is called strategy. 

Loydson: BAH

Chriqui: And their opponent, from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds, she is one of the members of the Shieldmaidens MC. She is the United States Champion ... SAMANTHA THE TITANESS HAMILTON!

'Indestructible' by Disturbed blares over the PA system. As it does, we see the forms of The Titaness and her husband, Joseph "Orion" Hunter, standing at the top of the ramp. The Titaness saunters down the ramp. Upon closer inspection, we also see the United States Championship draped over Samantha's right shoulder.

A sense of determination and resolve can always be found in her eyes. Despite wearing a more stern and serious expression, she's not one to ignore any fans or supporters. Every now and again, she'll give a wave or slight smirk. More often than not, however, the Titaness will stick to her more serious and stoic look.

When she finally gets in front of the ropes, the Titaness will usually slip through the middle and top ropes.

DING DING DING

King and Malone are quickly at each other’s throats. Ace fires off a shoot kick but Mel jumps over his leg into an enziguri. Ace stumbles back a few steps and Malone locks on a headlock. She goes for a bulldog but King lifts up into a belly-to-back suplex. Both are up to their feet in a flash, but King is a second quicker with a shoot kick directly into Malone’s jaw. She crumbles to the mat. Malone rolls out of the ring while King and Hamilton advance on each other. They begin to trade elbow strikes back and forth while the crowd cheers. Ace spartan kicks Hamilton backwards into the ropes and on the rebound she lifts her leg into a big boot. Ace stumbles backwards but finds his footing and throws himself forward. Ace successfully hits a sling-blade on Sam and stands tall.

Martinez: King is dominating this one in the early goings!

Loydson: Malone had a bug in her head, Ace is cheating!

Martinez: What?

Loydson: A BUG! 

Ace begins to drag Sam up to her feet, but Malone is on the ropes! Melone springboards in and grabs Ace’s head, bringing the back of his head/neck down on her shoulder… a reverse Off With Their Heads! Malone makes the cover, but Sam breaks it up! Sam drags Malone up but a slap from Malone puts Sam on rocky legs! Malone jumps into a standing dropkick that sends Sam backwards over the top rope, crashing to the padded concrete! Malone drags King up, but he throws himself into a European uppercut. Malone stumbles backwards, while King falls to a knee. King tries to find his footing but is left susceptible to a second Malone enziguri. Malone covers.

ONE!


TWO… KICKOUT BY ACE KING!

Martinez: Big kick-out at two from Ace there. 

Loydson: Ace is cheating, I am telling you!

Martinez: You make no sense Phil. 

Loydson: You're just blind! Wake up kid! 

Malone gets up to her feet and begins to drag King up when a kendo stick crashes across her back. Malone lets out a grunt of pain as she falls to her knees. Samantha Hamilton pulls back and smashes another kendo shot into Malone’s head this time. Malone takes a few steps forward, hunched over… Sam rushes and slams her forearm into the back of Malone’s head with a clothesline! Malone is turned inside out and lands on her ass. Sam takes her swing and brings the stick right into Malone’s face, crashing against her jaw! King is up and rushes Sam, who drops the stick and yanks King into a fireman’s carry! Sam drops King into a lifted knee-strike! Sam grabs a waist-lock and prevents King from hitting the mat, she grabs his right arm and rip-cords him around looking for a rip-cord short-arm clothesline, but King ducks and takes a back! He rips Sam backwards into a snap-dragon suplex! Sam hits hard but rolls through to her feet, she twists King around and lifts him up into a powerbomb and spikes him down! King rolls backwards and explodes up into a clothesline that turns Sam inside out! But Sam is back to her feet, SUPERKICK ON KING! King stumbles backwards into a corner. Sam turns around and Malone jumps up into a double knee facebuster, Crowning Achievement! Ace rushes out the corner and jumps into HIS own double knee facebuster on Malone, High Roller! Everyone is down!

Martinez: This one is heating up!

Loydson: I mean it was already hot as hell thanks to Sam and Mel but yea... 

Malone and King pull each other up, they begin to trade strikes back and forth. On the side, Sam pulls herself up with the ropes. Ace and Malone are still going with the back and forth strikes, but Sam has her opening. She shoves Malone out of the way while leaping up into a frankensteiner on King! Defying The Gods! Hamilton covers King!

ONE!

TW… BROKEN UP BY MALONE!

Malone drags Hamilton up into a headlock and then she kicks Hamilton’s leg up and drops Hamilton into a make-shift spike DDT directly onto King’s head! Nightmare Fuel ONTO KING’S FUCKING HEAD! Malone shoves King out of the way and covers Hamilton.

ONE!


TWO!!


THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall... Melody Malone!!!

Martinez: Melody Malone has just pinned the United States Champion!

Malone rolls out of the ring and eye-balls the US Title hard. She smirks and heads to the back. Ace is helped up by a ref but he finds his own footing and leaves, being handed his title on the ramp. Samantha is helped out of the ring and she walks to the table to grab her title, Malone is still staring at it. 

Loydson: YES!

Martinez: Well things are certainly getting interesting... we already know Nezumi Hazama has his eyes on a US Title match at The Rumble, Samantha Hamilton now has to look out of Melody Malone as well! 

Loydson: Fuck Hazama, give me another Malone/Hamilton singles match! Bra and panties! Book it Duggan! Book it kid! 

Martinez: Well folks, that's all the time we have for tonight. Let's sign off before Phil gets us cancelled. I am Omar Martinez, and we'll see you next Friday Night Rampage! 

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SEGMENT WRITERS

FNR, MNB, Rafe White, Nezumi Hazama
Dominic Sanders
Gabrielle Visconty

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MATCH WRITERS

GAMBIT
WRITER: FNR

MATCH ONE
WRITER: DOMINIC SANDERS

MATCH TWO
WRITER: DOMINIC SANDERS

MATCH THREE | MAIN EVENT
WRITER: FNR

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RECAP OF WINNERS

EWC GAMBIT
Chris Styles Def Scrappy Coco
Sah'Ta Thor Def Yaya Banana
Kevin Hunter Def Peach Gelato
Asriel & Robi "Valkyrie" Mitchell Def Mean Girlz
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Singles Match
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal Vs Cory Bowen

WINNER(S): Bullet

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No DQ Singles Match
"Captain" Nezumi Hazama Vs Dominic Sanders

WINNER(S): Nezumi Hazama

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No DQ Triple Threat
Ace King Vs Melody Malone Vs Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton

WINNER(S): Melody Malone Pinned Hamilton

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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Nezumi Hazama & Melody Malone
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Ace King Vs Melody Malone Vs Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton

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