FN'R #481 - Columbia, South Carolina

[FN'R]

We open outside of the Colonial Life Arena where the camera comes into focus on Brian Spade as he watches a limo pull up backstage. Expecting someone important, he is surprised when Jamie scrambles out of the back with Lorenzo, Maria and their new Bodyguard John Bishop coming out behind them. Bringing up the rear is Jamie's father Tommy Love

Spade: Hold on guys he's not supposed to be here. Mr. Duggan banned him from the arena.

With an an angry look on his face Tommy steps up and goes to say something but Jamie pit his hand on his father's shoulder to stop him.

Jamie: So, you're telling me my father has been banned from the arena?

Brian: That's what I was told yes

Jamie: To prevent him from interfering in Sam's #1 contenders match against Moxie I'm assuming.

Brian: Probably. He does that a lot.

Jamie: Ok, now I need you to really think on this next question. Do I look like Samantha fucking Hamilton to you Brian?

Brian: Well no but...

Jamie: No, but what I am is a son about to have the most important match of his life right next to his best friend. Why wouldn't I want my father in my corner?

Brian: Uh, didn't you main event a night of WrestleFest for the Indy Championship?

Jamie pushes past Spade and starts walking towards the door followed closely by Lorenzo, Maria, Tommy and JB. The camera pans back to Brian Spade. Who just shakes his head.

Brian: Well, not my problem.

Scene cuts to inside the arena.

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 #481
MARCH 12TH 2021

LIVE FROM Colonial Life Arena In Columbia, South Carolina

EWC RAMPAGE
03.12.2020
Live From Colonial Life Arena In Columbia, South Carolina
General Manager - Grizzly Duggan
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 & Candice Duggan

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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 X-Tron 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.

{NIGHT OF CONTENDERS!!!!!!!!!!!}

{CROWN ROYAL + THIGH MASTER = DRUNKEN GAINS BRO}

{ACE VS STITCHES... HOLY SH*T CAN'T WAIT!!!!}







FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

FN'R!!!

The camera flashes back to the X-Tron which shows the current FN'R roster... There's Ace King, Alex "Bullet" Carbajal, Asriel Buzzard, Autumn Raven, Damage Inc, Ezra James, Iggy Swango, Jackson Knight Jr, Moxie
Phoenix Winterborn, Queen Melody Malone, S.T., Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton, "The Animal Samuel McPherson, "The Harbinger of Destruction" Josh Gavin, "The Punk Rock Country Boy" Shaker Jones and Tommy Burton. The screen flashes back to show current HBO Broadcast Champion Asriel Buzzard, then X-Division Champion Ace King, and then United States Champion Melody Malone. Melody winks and we cut to ... 




And then the camera cuts over to the commentary desk, where Martinez stands with a smile. Phillip Loydson sits with a scowl on his face. Martinez sits down, and Loydson fakes a smile.

Martinez: Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another exciting episode of Friday Night Rampage. As always, I am Omar Martinez. Joined by Phillip Loydson. Hey Phil, how's it going?

Loydson: I am doing quite well, I have a glass of Crown Royal and I am ready for a good show. 

Martinez: Drinking on the job? What would Duggan say?

Loydson: Absolutely. And I got permission. Something about shilling for Malone and maybe she'll give me a high five. 

Martinez: Jesus man. 

Loydson: If I play my cards right, she could be Melody Loydson by the end of the year!

Martinez: I don't think so Phil. But what about the card for tonight? We have a massive main event... Undisputed Champion Stitches teams with former Indy Champion Nevaeh to take on former Undisputed Champion and current X-Division Champion Ace King & former Indy Champion El Pablo. The road to StrangleMania is on fire and rumor has it Mave Deltzer has already awarded it seven out of five OmegaLULS. What say you?

Loydson: Well, anytime I can see Nevaeh is nice. But I do think this will be a good match. You have 4 great wrestlers in that one kid, and they know this is a money match and all eyes will be on it. They will over preform. 

Martinez: I could definitely see that Phil. And then in our semi main event - Asriel Buzzard is looking to make defense number two of his EWC HBO Broadcast Championship against Josh Gavin. This will be Josh's 3rd match on FN'R, but I think he's amped up and ready to go. 

Loydson: Being amped up is fine and all, but he doesn't need to get cocky or else he will fail to Buzzard. This kid has been on a roll as of late. 

Martinez: Indeed he has Phil. But before that title defense, our third marquee match of the night sees United States Champion Melody Malone taking on former FSW Champion Jason Hunter. 

Loydson: Sounds like a match fit for a shot of Crown Royal. 

Martinez: I take it you have Malone for that one? 

Loydson: Home field advantage, this close to Mania? Oh yea. I have Malone. 

Martinez: And on our undercard tonight, we have three #1 contendership matches. Moxie Vs Samantha Hamilton for the US #1 contendership. Iggy Swango Vs Tommy Burton for the HBO Broadcast #1 contendership. And Psych Ward Vs S.T. Vs Young Lions for the World Tag #1 contendership. Who do you have Phil?

Loydson: Sam, Iggy and S.T. 

Martinez: Oh?

Loydson: Iggy is the most hungry I have ever seen her, S.T. picked up a huge win last week over Young Lions and undoubtedly have the momentum.

Martinez: And Samantha Hamilton?

Loydson: I just want to see her vs Malone again. 

Martinez: Ah. Shoulda known it was that Simple. 

Loydson: Plus I do think Sam is just in this slump, and going to do anything to break out of it. Even if that means Tommy Love breaks his ban to show up.

Martinez: We did see Tommy Love arrive with Jamie Love earlier tonight. You think some shady stuff is coming?

Loydson: Don't mention Tommy Love and coming in the same sentence Omar.

Martinez: Anyway folks. All this and more, coming tonight on a brand new episode of Friday Night Rampage! Don't go anywhere!

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The camera cuts backstage inside the Colonial Life Arena where we find Paramount’s Killjoy Ito alongside ‘The Prodigal Son’ Buddy Love. Buddy smiles and waves at the Rampage staff members that look their way

Love: Hey there, how’s it going?

They nod in his direction as the two men make their way down the hallway and towards The Love Club locker room for Samantha Hamilton’s Birthday Surprise Extravaganza but before they can reach the room Rampage’s Brian Spade sees them and makes a b-line for the visiting stars.

Spade: Excuse me…

Buddy looks up and waves at Brian as he approaches

Love: Bob…

Spade: Brian…

Love: No I’m Buddy…Buddy Love…

Brian shakes his head

Spade: No, I’m Brian, not Bob…

Buddy tilts his head a little to the side, looking a little puzzled

Love: Brian Murray, that just doesn’t sound right…

Spade: That’s because I’m Brian SPADE!!!

Buddy still looks a bit confused

Spade: Bob MURRAY works on Brawl…

And with that it’s like a light bulb goes off inside Buddy’s head

Love: OH…I’m sorry, you two look so much alike you can understand my mistake

Spade: WE LOOK NOTHING…you know what, it’s not worth it…

Buddy smiles

Love: Ok, it was nice talking to you Brian…

Buddy starts to walk away as Brian looks at Killjoy, who is still standing there, as he shrugs

Spade: NO!!! WE AREN’T DONE HERE!!!

Buddy stops and shrugs and walks back to Brian Spade

Love: Ok, ok…no need to yell about it, what can I do for you…

Buddy smiles as an annoyed Brian Spade

Love: You’re probably wondering why Killjoy and I are here right?

Spade: I’m sure it has something to do with…

But Buddy cuts him off

Love: Well it’s really a twofold reason good man, first and foremost it’s the lovely Samantha Hamilton’s Birthday today and the Love Club all showed up to throw her a post show birthday/becoming the #1 Contender to the US Championship party and also to scout another guy who’s last name comes from a deck of cards like yours Ace King ahead of our X-Division Championship match at StrangleMania…as well I guess to watch him and Stitches in the main event…you know, with Killjoy now being the #1 Contender for the EWC Undisputed Championship…

Buddy gives the cameras a thumbs up as he smiles over at Killjoy

Love: Truth be told I hope Stitches and Ace tear each other limb from limb tonight and the entire thing breaks into carnage the likes we’ve never seen before…think of the ratings HBO would get…it would be like Game of Thrones huge but I’m not here to fix their crappy programming…they lost a lot of fans with that crappy final season of GoT…I mean really, Bran The Broken ending up as King, talk about lazy writing, guess it’s not so easy when all your source material hasn’t been written is it Benioff and Weiss, thank god you those two fools aren’t touching Star Wars, the Force is not with them but I digress…

He smiles at Brian who has a ‘what the hell’ look on his face

Love: You know what was a GREAT SHOW, Entourage, wait is that how you landed Sloan as Rampage’s announcer? Do you know her well? Can you introduce me, I’ve been told I look like a ‘buffer’ E so maybe he’ll hit it off and I’ll knock her up like on the TV show!!!

Buddy looks all excited as he nods at Brian Spade, who looks like he’s about to put in a transfer to Prime

Love: You know when you think about it HBO has had some really cool shows and don’t get me started on True Blood, all those boobies everywhere, you know how much ‘hand lotion’ I went through…

But Brian can’t take it anymore or doesn’t want to picture Buddy alone in his room watching True Blood and cuts him off

Spade: OH MY GOD, Buddy will you please shut up so I can do my job? Please…

Buddy stops talking and is a little taken aback

Love: How Rude!!!

Spade: Clearly the two of you are here tonight to scout Ace King ahead of your three way match that also included Paramount’s Wes Walker at StrangleMania, do you think it’s fair…

Love: That Wes Walker is also in the match, well at first I would have said NO, I mean Ace and Killjoy are 1-1 in X-Division Championship matches and StrangleMania would have been the perfect third fall to this trilogy but Wes did win an X-Division match so who am I to argue with the BEST GM in the business today…

Brian huffs loudly as he now finishes his initial sentence

Spade: No, do you think it’s fair that Chris Brock STACKED THE DECK against Ace King at StrangleMania by including TWO members of his roster against Ace before he faces off with Paramount’s Stitches for the Undisputed Championship match?

Buddy looks at Brian and then smiles and nods

Love: I see what you did there, ‘stack the deck’, you guys here at Rampage really play up all this cards stuff don’t you, Ace, King, Queen Melody, Spade, stack the deck…you’d have thought House of Cards would be HBO’s property and not Showtime…do they get mad about that? Wait is that why Rampage and Prime are facing off later this year during EWC’s Invasion Month ahead of Parabellum? Is it all because of House of Cards and will Kristen Bell be there and do you think she’d be cool with a threesome involving her, Sloan and me?

Buddy looks at Brian and crosses his finger hoping the answer Is yes but Brian Spade has had enough

Spade: I…I can’t…the man is just too stupid to exist…I just…

Brian turns and walks away mumbling to himself something about 'everyone being stupider for having to wasted their time sitting through this segment' as he does but Buddy yells out

Love: CAN YOU AT LEAST PUT IN A GOOD WORD FOR ME WITH MISS MARS…I hope she doesn’t do a background check on me or my family…that could make things award, WELL IT WAS GOOD TALKING TO YOU BOB…he’s a good guy that Bob Spade…

Killjoy just shakes his head as the two men head towards The Love Club locker room

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MATCH ONE
COLBY SOL VS DAVEY DUNHAM VS EZRA JAMES VS JAKE LUMAS
INTERBRAND FATAL FOUR WAY
PIERCE PATTERSON

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Chriqui: The following contest is a Fatal Fairway match!

"Conga" by Gloria Estefan begins to play. The crowd inside The Colonial Life Arena goes wild as Yaya Banana comes out from the back with a large group of people in tow in a conga line. Yaya begins to lead them down towards the ring.

Chriqui: Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois... weighing in at 245 pounds and representing EWC GAMBIT... YAYA BANANA!

Yaya leads the group around the ring in their conga line before finally reaching the aisleway again. He slides into the ring and does a little dance while the rest of the conga line leaves the ringside area. The music fades and the arena turns dark. The screens begin to glow a dark red which bathes the entire arena in the color. That’s when the opening notes of AC/DC’s “The Razor’s Edge” begins to play out over the PA system. Just as the guitar gets going, out from the back steps Ezra James, Violent M.D., who is wearing his normal ring attire.

Chriqui: And his opponents, first from The Birthplace of Fear and Loathing... weighing in at 220 pounds and representing your Friday Night RAMPAGE... EZRA JAMES!

As he begins to walk towards the ring he takes out a pair of blue surgical gloves and begins to put them on his hands making sure they are snug and flexible. A couple of fans reach out looking for contact and Ezra side-steps the unwashed rabble giving them a glare followed by a glove covered finger point and some harsh words. He slides into the ring and glares across at Yaya Banana. His music fades and "Sleeps Society" by While She Sleeps hits. Colby Sol comes out from the back, doing a forward roll and setting one knee on the ground as he points a side finger gun to the camera, letting his tounge hang loose as his brother, Steven Sol, comes out and holds a towel in his hand. He pats Colby on the shoulder to stand up. Colby, wearing a confident smile, stands up and throws up a fist, as if he was holding the power of the whole world in his hand. The Sol Brothers march down to the ring, with Colby bouncing around with a hungry look on his face, sniffing the air as if there's fresh meat.

Chriqui: Next, from "The City of Champions" Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania... weighing in at 223 pounds and representing the PRIME brand... COLBY SOL!

He hops up onto the apron and hops on the top rope, turning around and hitting a slick looking moonsault onto his feet before pounding his chest. The crowd is mixed, leaving him to grunt in disappointment at their reaction. He tosses his jacket to his brother who's on the outside, who also shrugs, before the two wait for the final competitor. The steady bass and hi-hat intro to 'Born to Raise Hell' by Motorhead powers up at 140 beats per minute. The lead guitar crunches and slides as Jake Lumas steps out from behind the curtain. He looks on the crowd and raises his trusty steel chair in the air to let them all know he brought it.

Chriqui: And finally, from Cincinnati, Ohio... weighing in at 220 pounds and representing PARAMOUNT WRESTLING... JAKE LUMIS!

He allows the music to pour into his veins. Lumis nods his head to the beat. He summons energy from the crowd into his hands and feet but stands perfectly still. The song itself is like a lightning rod that fills him with explosive energy. He relaxes his body and lowers his head. As the song heads into the chorus, he lifts his head and smiles the peaceful grin of a lunatic on a full moon and bumps his chair against his forehead to wake his body up. He begins his trek towards the ring. A determined jog to the ring turns into a sprint and, with the chair in hand, he slides into the ring, ready to take his pound of flesh.

DING DING DING

Ezra James starts out in a fury by attacking Colby Sol. Jake Lumis runs to attack Yaya Banana. James, angry that he wasn't even introduced last on his own brand, wails on Sol with some knee strikes and punches into Sol's abdomen. He lifts Sol up and snap-suplexes him to the middle of the ring. Lumis has clotheslined Banana over the top rope and to the floor. Lumis comes over and grabs James. He picks James up with a snap-suplex of his own. Sol is up to his feet and he delivers a t-bone suplex to Lumis. Sol is the only one on his feet now. He runs to bounce off of the ropes. Banana trips him up. Sol turns his attention to Banana. He kicks Banana through the ropes and Banana stumbles backwards. Sol exits to the apron and then runs, leaping with a shooting star press and taking Banana down to the ground outside of the ring. 

Martinez: Big move from Colby Sol!

Lumis and James are up to their feet. Lumis ducks a clothesline from James and delivers a side-suplex in the middle of the ring. He covers quickly.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Ezra James. 

Lumis is quickly up to his feet. He goes to run the ropes but runs right into a superkick from Colby Sol! Sol lifts Lumis up and delivers the Sol Reaper! He covers!

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Broken up by Ezra James.

James stomps on the back of Sol's head with authority once, twice, three times. Sol rolls out of the way as James walks over to the side of the ring. As Sol is getting up, James delivers a chop block right to the back of Sol's knee! Sol rolls out of the ring and to the arena floor. Yaya Banana slides into the ring and runs at James, looking for a big boot to the side of James' head. James dodges it and Yaya gets hung up on the top rope, straddling it uncomfortably. James winds up and kicks the top rope, racking Banana's banana even more painfully! Banana falls off of the top rope and into the ring on the mat. Lumis has recovered from the Sol Reaper and tries to steal one from James with a cover on Banana.

ONE!
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T-Ezra pulls Lumis off of Banana.

Martinez: Ezra saves this one!

Lumas is up to his feet and swings with a haymaker at Ezra James. James ducks and delivers a jawbreaker right under Jake Lumis' chin. James grabs Lumis by the hair and tosses him over the top rope! Lumis lands right in Sol's hands on the outside and the two crash to the floor! James turns his attention to Yaya Banana, who is now up to his feet. Banana hooks James up, looking for a uranage. James elbows Banana in the side of the head and breaks Banana's grip. He shoes Banana off of him, but Banana won't quit. He charges James, but James pops him up. JAWBREAKER! He hits the "You're Gonna Want Novocaine!" James makes the cover on Yaya Banana!

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Colby Sol slides into the ring, but he is too late!
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THREE!!! 

DING DING DING

Chriqui: Here is your winner via pinfall... EZRA JAMES!

Ezra quickly exits the ring and runs to the ramp. Screaming about needing a shower. Colby Sol wears an angry look and he follows Ezra to the back. Lumas looks at Yaya Banana and wears a puzzled look. He walks off as we fade.

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MATCH TWO
JACK SEVERN VS KING FLIP
SINGLES MATCH
MIKE MICHAELSON

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We return to ringside and cut to Martinez and Loydson.

Martinez: That was a big win for FN'R newcomer Ezra James, and now we move on to two brawl stars. King Flip and Jack Severn. They face off now, and at StrangleMania they will be partners.

Loydson: Certainly going to be an interesting match.

Chriqui: The following match is a singles match. Joining us first, from Milwaukee, WI, weighing in at 220 pounds ... HEARTLESS JACK SEVERN!

'15 Minutes' by Shattered Skies hits as Jack walks down to the ring once the guitar riff starts, smiling with the utmost confidence in his face. He claps for himself, mocking the crowd, as he enters through the ropes. Once in the center of the ring, he stretches out his arms and relishes in the crowd's hatred, mocking them and their heroes. before taking his jacket off.

Chriqui: And his opponent, accompanied by Chanel, from the land of money and fame... Kiiiing Flip

An ominous boom hits the PA as the arena goes a dark hue of steel blue. A lovely violin solo begins to play as the tron depicts the image of a massive pile of money under several spotlights. After fifteen seconds, the solo peaks into a frightful tone dragged on as the money bursts into flame. 'Machinegun' begins to play as the man in the hooded vest, head low, emerges from the curtain with manager Chanel in tow. He gets to the edge of the rampway when he lifts his hood to reveal that arrogant half smile.

The lyrics chime in as he walks slowly down the ramp with his eyes locked in on the ring. He slides into the ring and leans against the turnbuckle with arms agape as his theme plays, yelling something inaudible to the referee and ring announcer. He turns to the stage / his opponent ready for the action to start.

DING DING DING

Flip and Jack stand toe to toe exhanging unpleasantries. Severn has enough and gets a quick eye rake. Flip fumbles back to the ropes as the referee begins to raise hos voice. Jack grabs Flip and recieves an eye rake in return. It's been a whole ten seconds and the referee appears to have already had enough of both of these guy's shit. He seperates them and goes over a few ground rules again. Neither competitor listens, lunging into an simultaneous exchange of right hands. The referee counts to four before both men stop and seperate. The referee is yelling at them at this point but neither man's eye leaves their opponent. The King looks for his spot and lunges, no! Jack Severn superkick! This takes the CHK down. He quickly flees the ring, rolling away from hard Severn boots. Jack extends his arms and has a few choice words while his opponent stumbles to the guardrail.

Martinez: This is getting ugly fast.

Loydson: Jack Severn is a cool cat.

Chanel finds herself on the ring apron opposite Flip and Jack, yelling at her client's opponent through her megaphone. Jack looks to tell her how he feels, giving Flip the second needed to lunge forward. KF grabs Jack's boots and pulls. Severn's head bounces off the canvas before hes pulled from the ring. The King is surprised when Jack swipes him with a STIFF chop. Flip returns the favor! The crowd woos another three times as the two trade blows oncemore. Flip... hugs Jack? Knee to the dick! The referee is out of position to see it. The count is at three when Flip belly to belly suplexes Jack to the mats outside. He's quickly up again with a BANG BANG a la Cactus Jack. The crowd jubilates as Flip jumps to the ring apron. Six. Flip enters and exits the ring to reset the count, takes a few steps back to get the jump right, then does the Cactus elbow drop... to the mats! Jack rolled out of the way.

Martinez: Smart thinking there by Jack Severn!

Loydson: He's a smart man.

Jack gets into the ring at seven, Flip barely rolling in before the ten. Flip gets up to his feet but he gets blasted by a The Silencer! Flip's head hits the ropes and whiplashes him into a second The Silencer! Jack Severn gives us a lazy pin, but it is enough.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall JACK SEVERN!

Jack Severn claps his hands and kicks dust off his boots onto King Flip. With one last middle finger salute, Jack leaves the ring.

Martinez: That's a big win for Jack Severn, his first win on the FN'R brand.

Loydson: But I really thought King Flip might have him at times. I'd love to see them run this back.

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With the show returning from a short commercial break, we see Jackson Knight moving around backstage, slowly warming him up through a shadow boxing drill.

Before long, walking microphone stand Brian Spade is seen moving towards Jackson ready to ask questions.

Spade: Jackson, would you mind a quick word before your match? Last time around you came up seemingly just shy of scoring an upset win in the match against US Champion Melody Malone. Now you have another chance to get your first win under your belt, how are you feeling?

Letting out a small laugh, Jackson looked over at Brian before focusing back onto his preparations.

Knight: I mean, yeah I got close, but I recall the US Champion not being the only opponent I had to face in that match. And whilst you say I got close, “Almost” doesn’t ever count for anything in this business.

Spade: But it does make you think what could’ve been if you hadn’t also had to deal with Jac-

Before Spade could further ask questions, his words were stifled by the presence of Jack Severn still cooling down from their victory.

Spade: Jack, do you have a comm-

Severn: Spade, go bother someone else. The adults need to have a chat here.

With a heavy shove, Severn wastes no time in pushing Spade halfway across the room leaving himself face to face with Jackson Knight.

Severn: Last week you kept me from beating the US Champion, and we both know I would’ve won if it was one on one, against either of you.

Jackson had stopped doing his preparations and squared himself up with little fear of Severn.

Knight: So you’re here for what, to cry to me about how unfair the world is?

Severn: No, you owe me a victory. You took that opportunity away from me, and now that I’ve returned to this sub-tier show to fix my record, I think it’s time I collect.

Pressing his finger into Jackson’s chest, Jackson was quick to slap it away and take a step closer to the point where both wrestlers are practically headbutting.

Knight: Just because you just won a match you think you’re hot shit and want to step up to me? I got a better suggestion, how about you go run back to Brawl rather than trying to go toe to toe with someone you don’t want to start a beef with. Because I have no issues squashing it immediately.

Before either man could escalate things beyond just words, they are swarmed by backstage personnel who do their best to get in between and pull them apart.

But not before Severn forcefully moves aside a few to get closer, pointing his finger at Jackson with bad intentions in his eyes.

Severn: I suggest you watch your back, or maybe even your knee, because i’ll make sure your little Cinderella story ends before it has a chance to begin. I think your match is up next, though, so until next time, Jackson. Enjoy the silence, buddy.

With that, Severn turns around and walks away, as the music in the background indicates that Jackson had no time to prepare and immediately had to go out for his own match...

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MATCH THREE
ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL VS JACKSON KNIGHT JR.
SINGLES MATCH
MIKE MICHALESON

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The camera cuts back to ringside.

Martinez: Jack Severn is playing mind games, trying to get into the brain of Jackson Knight Jr. That could cost Jackson majorly here!

Loydson: That's called working smart.

Chriqui: The following match is a singles match. Joining us first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 135 pounds ... ALEX BULLET CARBAJAL!

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal walks out as “God Is A Bullet” sounds off over the loudspeakers. She heads to the ring, that same look of intensity on her face she wore in her promo. She is all business tonight.

Chriqui: And her opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 200 pounds ... JACKSON KNIGHT JR!

As the lights go out and the arena gets plunged into darkness, the spotlights focus on the center stage. The silence eventually gets broken when 'The Show' by the Roots starts playing, and after a short wait the fans start cheering as Jackson Knight Jr. steps onto the stage. Raising a finger to the sky, he takes a short pause before getting his game face on and stepping towards the ring. Sliding into the ring, he takes a dash towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side of the ring, launching himself to the top and posing for the fans for a few seconds before settling down into the corner.

DING DING DING

Bullet wastes no time and rushes Jackson, she punches him square in the mouth which leaves him dazed. Bullet pump-kicks Jackson in the torso to send him backwards into the ropes. On the rebound she jumps up into a bicycle knee that catches Jackson on the jaw! Jackson stumbles backwards, and spins off the impact. He kneels down to one knee to gain balance but Bullet knees him in the back of the head! Jackson rolls under the ropes after the impact. Jackson finishes his roll by landing on his feet, and he stumbles around trying to find balance. Bullet is on the apron. She goes for a jumping forearm strike but Jackson moves out of the way. Bullet crashes and burns but gets to her feet quickly. Jackson kicks her in the back of her left leg, causing her to fall backwards and hit her head on the padded concrete. Jackson rolls Bullet inside the ring and hits the ropes, while she crawls to the center of the ring. They meet in the middle with Jackson jumping into a big time shining wizard! Jackson covers!

ONE!

KICKOUT BY BULLET!

Martinez: Jackson might have been distracted at the beginning of this match, but he's looking good right now. 

Loydson: That pinfall attempt was way too early into this match, but he does seem to have control for the time being. 

Jackson pulls Bullet up and spins around into an elbow strike that creates a sick thud. Jackson spins back around to face Bullet and jumps into a knee strike that connects to the top of her head. Bullet stumbles backwards into the ropes. Jackson goes for another spinning elbow but Bullet ducks and slams her head into Jackson's jaw! Cabacera! Her signature headbutt out of nowhere! Jackson falls out and flat backs against the canvas, and Bullet falls into a deadweight pin. Her headbutt taking just as much out of her as Jackson.

ONE!


TWO!... KICKOUT BY JACKSON KNIGHT JR!

Bullet gets to her hands and knees, and pulls herself up. She stumbles around a bit before composing herself. Jackson pulls himself up on the ropes. Bullet elbows him in the back of the head and Irish-whips him towards the ropes. Jackson jumps up onto the top turnbuckle with one leg and spins around to kick Bullet in the jaw with another! His signature enzuigiri! 267 City Breakfast! As Jackson is dropping, he instinctively lands on his foot... but it was the hurt leg! The aftershock causes him to fall out in agony as he grabs at his leg. A few seconds pass before he is able to crawl over to Bullet and make a cover.

ONE!


TWO!!

KICKOUT BY BULLET!

Martinez: Jackson had an opening there, but that bad leg cost him!

Loydson: Without a doubt. 

Alex and Jackson pull each other up and begin to trade forearm strikes. Bullet jumps into a surprise bicycle knee! Jackson falls to his knees! Bullet takes-a-back while pulling Jackson's arm... She ripcords him around looking for her finish, but Jackson dives under her arm while wrapping his arm over her torso and neck. Jackson struggles against his bad leg but he's able to get Bullet up off the ground before spinning around, lifting her higher and higher and SPIKING HER ON HER HEAD! Knightmare in Philly!!!! COVER!!!

ONE!


TWO!!


THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall JACKSON KNIGHT JR!!

Jackson is helped up by the ref, and his hand is raised. Jackson approaches Bullet and the two share a handshake. The crowd pops for this display. Bullet rolls out of the ring and limps to the back.

Martinez: Bullet gave her all, she fought like hell. But Jackson Knight Jr was just the better wrestler tonight.

Loydson: Bullet talked about how hungry she was to get back into an HBO Broadcast Championship match. I think she could do it.

Having won his first ever match in the EWC, Jackson looks elated as he climbs himself up onto the top turnbuckle, soaking in the positive reaction from the fans.

Martinez: Definitely Phil. But the story right now is Jackson has gotten his first win. After coming up short last time, I am sure that feels good.

Loydson: I bet. Carbajal made the kid fight for it. Those always feel good.

With Jackson distracted, he couldn’t see the figure jumping onto the apron holding a piece of rebar and at full speed blindsided the winner by hitting him straight into the knee causing Jackson to fall backwards in pain.

Martinez: What the hell, who the hell just attacked our winner?!

Loydson: That’s Jack Severn, I think he didn’t feel like waiting to act upon his threats!

With barely any time to understand what’s going on, Jackson does his best to get to his feet. But before he could, Jack Severn is already in the ring and runs his knee straight into the chin hitting The Silencer on a defenseless Jackson Knight.

Loydson: That’s that loaded kneepad, I think Knight is out cold!

Martinez: Where is security, why isn’t somebody stopping this!

Moving towards Emmanuelle Chriqui he rips the microphone out of their hands before pushing them out of the way, bringing himself to where Jackson is still only just stirring. But he quickly grimaces in pain as Severn puts the heel of his boot on the side of Jackson’s knee.

Severn: How’s that knee feeling now, you son of a bitch?! I told you that you should’ve watched your back! I don’t need to wait to wrestle you again to collect that debt, i’ll just take it by tearing that knee apart!

Dropping the microphone, Severn would pick up the rebar once more before using it as added leverage against the knee, trying to rip and tear it into every possible angle that the knee isn’t designed to move.

Before it could get any worse, the music of FNR General Manager Grizzly Duggan starts playing and down the ramp flies a squadron of security followed by the GM himself getting into the ring and forcefully separating Severn from doing any further damage to Jackson Knight.

Severn figures that his time has come to slip away and does so quickly, but not without showing a sick smile at the sight of Jackson being tended to by ringside physicians.

Martinez: Grizzly Duggan has managed to bring an end to Jack Severn’s torture session, but what kind of damage did he inflict on Jackson Knight?

Loydson: Whatever it is, it definitely seems like Severn was out to end Knight’s career. There was only bad intentions in those eyes.

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As medical staff check on Jackson the feed goes backstage, where we find Ace King and El Pablo standing in a hallway, the latter snacking eagerly on a bowl of purely green Skittles.

El Pablo: So this is where the big boys play, huh?

Ace King: A few of them, yeah.

The X-Division Champion surveys EP diving into the seemingly endless bowl of Skittles, an amused expression on his face.

Ace King: Were all those in your rider?

El Pablo: Of course! I mean, not everybody gets to dive straight into the main event on their first night, right? Gotta make the most of it!

Ace King: Touché, sir, and particularly on-brand with the green. I wouldn’t expect anything less.

Ace casually leans back in a chair, a legitimate sense of contentment washing over him.

Ace King: Man, this just feels right again, doesn’t it?

El Pablo: You know, it really does - the band's back together, the good times are rolling again! I even brought my donor card with me just in case things get really 2007.

Ace slightly raises an eyebrow toward his friend.

Ace King: You’ve done what now? You know they’ve got great health plans and all that here, right?

El Pablo: Of course, but you know, the guys in the blood van were always good to me back in the day.

Ace King: You got blood from a van?

El Pablo: Don't worry, I kept the receipts.

Ace King: Were… Were you planning to take it back or something?

Ace just blinks absentmindedly at EP, unsure of what to make of his friend’s revelation as the crowd laughs along.

Ace King: At any rate, we’ve definitely left a lot of blood out there for each other, whether it was our own or not, apparently… But I don’t know if you were thinking about this when we first started talking…

Ace takes a breath before breaking into a smirk for his friend.

Ace King: ...But regardless of how tonight goes, it doesn’t have to just be a one-night thing, right?

The crowd buzzes as the X-Division Champion asks the question. Sensing his buddy's train of thought, EP breaks into a smirk of his own, taking one last handful of Skittles before placing the bowl down on a nearby equipment box.

El Pablo: I don't see why not...we already know what kinds of things we can achieve together...who knows, get a good bit of momentum behind us and we could be an unstoppable sub-Mason Dixon freight train! Or, dare I say...a southern express?

Ace King: Sounds about right… See how it goes tonight, then? I was never really a fan of the circus, either.

El Pablo: Let's spin the wheel, baby!! Time to make hell for Heaven and rip out some Stitches; let's put on a show and get us some...prizes!

Ace King: ...You mean 'riches', surely?

El Pablo: DAMMIT.

Ace takes a breath to center himself, then reaches into EP’s bowl of Skittles to grab a handful for himself, leaning forward to start talking strategy with his longtime friend as Rampage cuts to…

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The camera cuts backstage to where Brian Spade is standing by ready to conduct his next interview.

Brian Spade: Greetings folks, with me right now is Lady Stardust herself, Iggy Swango, who we will be seeing in action later on tonight.

Wearing her trademark leather jacket, sunglasses and hat, Iggy winks at the camera to say “hello”. Her hands are gripping something tightly below her waist.

Brian Spade: Now, Iggy first off all, how are you feeling about your matchup later tonight against Tommy Burton?

Iggy Swango: I’m feeling damn good about it Brian. I woke up this morning with an appetite for destruction, but I eventually settled on a bagel sandwich. But make no mistake about it, that hunger is still there. I could probably go for something right now if I am going to be honest with you. But the fact is that tonight I’m booking my ticket to StrangleMania!

Brian Spade: Now Iggy, I would like to congratulate you on your partnership with Thigh Master™. Between you and Melody Malone’s own recent sponsorship, it looks like the Foxy Ladies of Dream Sound Revolution are making smart business moves. Speaking of that, I am told that your sponsorship isn't the only thing I should be congratulating you on.

Iggy Smiles. She soon raises her hands revealing the item she was holding.

Iggy Swango: I’m happy to announce that my new album, “Soul Love” is now available for purchase.

Lady Stardust holds the album up high.

Brian Spade: Iggy, can you tell us more about the album.

Iggy: Well, if you love synthesizers as much as I do, you are going to love this album. It's an hour long rock prog rock opera consisting of 8 tracks about Lady Stardust’s journey through time and space, and her mission to save the world through music. The title track, “Soul Love” is 18 minutes of madness.

Oh one other thing, Lindsey Buckingham of Fleetwood Mac fame helped with the record! Since being fired from the band, he has had a lot of down time, and has even taken on a teaching role at The Iggy Swango School of Musical Excellence. He provided valuable insight into recording and made this recording such a great experience for me.

Brian Spade: Sounds great Iggy. Any last words?

Iggy Swango: Uhm, yes. I feel like, relative to the guy who invented bread, we give way too much credit to the guy who invented sliced bread.

Iggy hands the record to Brian before running off. He holds the record up high.

Brain Spade: Soul Love by The Iggy Swango Experience is available in all stores and EWC.com. Get yours today.

The camera switches over to an advertisement for the record before fading out.

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MATCH FOUR
PSYCH WARD VS S.T. VS YOUNG LIONS
NO DQ TRIPLE THREAT - WINNERS ARE #1 CONTENDERS TO EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
PIERCE PATTERSON

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We return to ringside.

Martinez: Iggy Swango's new album! Pick it up! But moving on from a former EWC Tag Champion, to some aspiring champions. This one is going to be wild folks.

Loydson: That's an understatement.

Chriqui: The following match is a tag team triple threat... Joining us first,

Chriqui's mic goes dead. The camera cuts up the ramp where Psych Ward comes marching out, dragging the lifeless bodies of Jamie and Lorenzo, whose feet are tied by a chain, down to the ring.

Martinez: What the hell? This match is no DQ, but what is this?

S.T. come running down the ramp, both holding chairs. They smash the chairs into the backs of Psych Ward. Pierce signals the bell, we're on!

DING DING DING

Bandit smashes her chair into the back of Winterborn's head. While Psycho smashes hers into Matsuda's face! The War Queen is already busted up as a cut begins to bleed on her forehead. Matsuda touches her head, looks down at the blood on her hand and begins to laugh uncontrollably. Psycho hits her in the head again to drop her like a sack of puppies. Psycho turns around and eats her own chair shot, as Winterborn was able to disarm Bandit. Winterborn begins to smash the chair against Bandit's ribs. Behind him Jamie Love has freed himself, and Winterborn turns around into a tackle by Love. Jamie begins to punch Winterborn, to slam Winterborn's head into the ramp. He spits on Winterborn and curses at him. Lorenzo is up, he pulls Jamie off before kicking Winterborn in the face himself. Lorenzo directs Jamie to get a table.

Martinez: JAMIE... GET THE TABLES... Young Lions are out for blood!

Loydson: And I have a feeling they will get it. 

Jamie gets the table set up, and then he and Lorenzo drag Winterborn over to it. They pull Winterborn up to his feet, but Winterborn shoves Lorenzo backwards into Matsuda who lay in wait. Matsuda drops Lorenzo with a STO, before rolling him into the ring. The War Queen grabs herself a chair and joins Lorenzo in ring, while Jamie and Phoenix brawl on the side. In the ring, Matsuda smashes the car against Lorenzo's back and attempts a cover. He kicks out at one. Matsuda pulls Lorenzo up and begins to hit several German suplexes. Outside of the ring, Jamie and Winterborn were broken up and now fight with Bandit and Psycho. Winterborn and Psycho are going back and forth with some vicious slaps. Psycho ducks an attack from Winterborn and knees him in the gut! This stumbles Winterborn and leaves him open to a throat chop. Psycho goes for another but this one Winterborn ducks. He grabs up a sleeper hold, and then spins them around before lifting up and over into a snap dragon suplex! The back of Psycho's head hits the corner of the apron and she's busted open! On the other side of the ring, Jamie and Bandit brawl on the floor. Bandit has a clear advantage and Jamie is in a bad way, when suddenly arms from the crowd grab Bandit! It's Tommy Love! Jamie throws all of his weight into a superkick that lands flush on Bandit's jaw. Jamie quickly spins around into a spinning elbow that also lands flush against her jaw. Jamie finishes up his combo with a stiff DDT! The Loves celebrate!

Martinez: I knew that cheating son of a gun would get involved!

Loydson: It's no DQ, how's it cheating?

Tommy produces a zip-tie, and they zip-tie Bandit to the ropes. Tommy cracks a joke about being kinky. Tommy looks up just in time to shoves Jamie out of the way... and put himself in danger! A chair-shot collides against Tommy Loves head. Tommy falls unconscious to the floor. Jamie lunges at the culprit, Matsuda, with the burning rage of a thousand suns in his eyes. He knocks her down and begins to smash her head against the ground. Matsuda is able to roll on top of Jamie and move at the last second as Winterborn comes crashing down into a top rope leg-drop! Jamie spazzes out, gasping for air. Psych Ward begins to kick the downed Jamie, and then the downed Tommy. Lorenzo is up in the ring, he comes rushing and JUMPS OVER THE TOP ROPE INTO A CROSSBODY! But Psych Ward have it scouted and move! Lorenzo crashes hard. Psycho rolls into the ring, she is stumbling and her hair is matted back from blood. Psych Ward enter the ring and floor her with a High Low. Winterborn pulls Psycho up, and gets her up onto his shoulders in an electric chair. Matsuda hits the ropes and rebounds off, hits the other side for another rebound... she comes rushing in and jumps up into a blockbuster over the top rope! MATSUDA AND PSYCHO CRASH THROUGH THE FUCKING TABLE! Both covered in blood. Pierce Patterson rushes over, he checks both women and only Matsuda responds. He's calling it. Medical staff come rushing over!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: And your winner, via ref stoppage... The #1 Contenders To The EWC World Tag Team Championship PSYCH WARD!

It looks like a warzone. Bodies, chairs, chains, broken table and blood... Psych Ward let out a yell of bloodlust.

Martinez: Something has flipped in these two. They are completely different animals.

Loydson: S.T. and Young Lions all put up a fight, but Psych Ward aren't human... they are monsters now.

As Phoenix and Stephanie stand inside the ring ‘Stranglehold’ plays out and the pair look towards the stage as Bobby Rose, Jimmy Lane and Bunny Love walk out onto the stage carrying a table. Bunny is holding the EWC Tag Team Championships as Bobby and Jimmy set up the table in front of them and look down at the ring.

Love: Well look who it is Jimmy, the two sons of bitches that attacked us after Thunder and put me in this…

Bobby motions to the protective boot on his foot and ankle

Lane: You tried to end our careers and like so many that have tried before you failed to do so because no matter how hard you hit us we always get back up and keep coming for more…

Love: That is true Jimmy, we are like cats with nine lives, now I know you two are very proud of yourselves from that night in the Northwest Territories in Canada and maybe you were hoping you would have put us on the shelf for longer...that the EWC would be forced to strip us of these…

Bunny holds up the EWC Tag Team Championships

Lane: That maybe your path to those would be wide open with the old Southern Express out of action…

Rose: But that’s not the case, if you want those you have to go through us, you have to beat us…

Lane: Face to face, not sneaking up from behind like a couple of cowards…

Rose: We took your best shot, the best beating you could give and yet here we are, still standing, still breathing and pissed off…

Lane: There’s an old saying, ‘if you come for the king you best not miss’...

Rose: Well you two missed and now it’s time to pay the piper...see the EWC wants StrangleMania to be it’s most violent night on the calendar and Jimmy and I aren’t really into violence, we never really got the ‘hardcore thing’ but for you two...we’ll make an exception…

Lane: See we would like nothing more than to put the two of you though this…

Bobby takes out a zippo lighter as Jimmy pours lighter fluid all over the table, Bobby runs his thumb down and sparks the flame and touches it to the puddle of lighter fluid and the table erupts into flames

Rose: We’ve been waiting for this chance to face you, thinking about everything we would like to do to the both of you...wondering what the punishment from the EWC would be but then they went and gave us this opportunity…

Lane: They made a match where we get to set the two of you on fire with no fear of penalty or suspension…

Rose: See I know the two of you think you WON here tonight, that you’re HAPPY to me going to StrangleMania and you THINK you will finish the job you started at Thunder but you both are sadly misinformed…

Lane: All this win did for you here tonight is set the date for your execution…

Rose: Death via fire and flames and it won’t be the ‘psych ward’ they send your two charred bodies to…

Lane: It will be the damn morgue when we are through with the two of you… We'll do it for Tommy. We'll do it for Jamie. We'll do it for Bunny. But most of all. We are doing it for us.

Phoenix and Stephanie look on, smirking as they motion to the burning table and the thought of putting the Southern Express through it.

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The cameras move towards the stage as Bring Me The Horizon’s Can You Feel My Heart fills the arena. The fans rise to their feet in appreciation for one of the newest acquisitions for the Friday Night Rampage roster, as Moxie emerges from behind the curtain. As he paused at the edge of the stage, the cameras change their focus to the audience, the majority of which are applauding as Moxie’s encounter with Michael Cade on the previous episode of Rampage is still fresh in their minds.

Chirqui: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome… Moxie!

Moxie walks down the ramp and slides underneath the bottom rope to enter the ring. He moves to the centre of the ring before throwing both of his arms into the air above him, before slowly descending them to his jaw, his signature pose. He leans over to the far side of the ring to receive a microphone from the technical crew standing by at ringside. Moxie motions for the music to cut before raising the microphone to his lips.

Moxie: For those that live under a rock and somehow managed to miss the last episode of Friday Night Rampage, my name is Moxie and you’re looking at the next number one contender for the United States Championship!”

The crowd reacts strongly to Moxie’s claim, he continues.

Moxie: But first, for that to become the truth, I need to put down “The Titaness”. Leading up to the event, it seems that Samantha has no shortage of confidence. She thinks that she’s got what it takes to defeat me, and judging by the general reaction to this match, the majority seem to agree. Hey, I know this guy certainly believes it.

Moxie points to Loydson sitting at the commentary desk.

Moxie: I might be young, but this isn’t my first rodeo when it comes to proving doubters wrong. I’ve been up against it my entire life and believe me, I’m more than capable of turning a few heads. If you don’t believe me, take some time to ask Peaches Gelato and Michael Cade for their review on what happens when you step into the ring with Moxie!

Moxie points to the floor just in front of him.

Moxie: Make no mistake, I’m not here to play a bit-part role on Friday nights, I’m here to fight the damn best this company has to offer and shake up the pecking order. You think our match ends tonight in your favour, Titaness? Well, I think you’re gonna find out real quick that you don’t have enough flashcards to deal with someone like me.

The young Brit begins to pace back and forth.

Moxie: For someone so respected within this company, I’m disappointed in your naivety. If I wasn’t ready for this opportunity, I wouldn’t be standing here in front of a global audience telling you that the only way you’re gonna make it to StrangleMania is as a mere spectator.

Moxie looks dead ahead at the camera, refusing to avert his gaze.

Moxie: You can watch me do the one thing that you’ve failed to do every single time, beat Melody Malone for the United States Championship that you want so desperately. Only then will you realise that I am where I am, based on merit. Only then will you realise that you shouldn’t have taken your eyes off of this face and you should’ve listened to every single word I was saying.

Moxie pauses momentarily.

Moxie: There’s a change coming to Friday nights and I’m leading the mutiny. When the Queen is dead, it’ll be clear that I’m the future that you should be scared of.

Moxie releases his grip on the microphone, causing it to free-fall onto the mat, emanating static upon contact. Bring Me The Horizon’s Can You Feel My Heart resumes playing as Moxie enters the ring and the cameras cut to the commentary team. 

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MATCH FIVE
IGGY SWANGO VS TOMMY BURTON
SECOND CHANCE SINGLES MATCH - WINNER GETS A HBO BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH AT STRANGLEMANIA
MIKE MICHAELSON

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Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with the winner going to StrangleMania Sixteen to compete for the HBO Broadcast Championship!

The drum beat. The screaming guitar… The unmistakable sound of Nirvana. The lights dim slightly. The orange strobe of the lower stage lights strobe over the hooded man walking out. His hardened jaw. His mouthguard. His taped hands clenched hard as he makes his way down to the ring.

Chriqui: Introducing first, from New Brunswick, Canada... weighing in at 209 pounds... TOMMY BURTON!

As "Scentless Apprentice" plays and the lights come up, we see Tommy Burton pull back his hood and remove his Club jacket. His eyes wide… crazy looking. The music lowers. Tommy removes his hoodie and drops it to the mat. He once again clenches his hands together before exclaiming, “Let’s do this!” The guitar sound of "Suffragette City" hits the arena as the lights dim low before strobing between red and the pitch blackness of the arena. Just as the loud guitar riffs echo throughout the arena, the lights starts pulsing red and Iggy Swango emerges from behind the curtain as smog engulfs her. She stands at the top of the stage for a few moments as she nods her head to the rhythm of the music.

Chriqui: His opponent, from San Francisco, California... representing Dream Sound Revolution Volume II and America's Most Hated... IGGY SWANGO!

Iggy starts bouncing on the stage and rocking out with an air bass playing along with the music before making her way down the ramp. Iggy rolls under the bottom rope and pops up on her knees in the middle of the ring. She slowly stands her to her feet before raising her hands into the air once more.

DING DING DING

Burton comes out of the gate with speed. He slides in low, trying to grab one of Swango’s trunk-like legs to sweep it out from under her. She dodges the attempt. Burton gets up to his feet and immediately into a collar-and-elbow tie up. He pushes her back towards the ropes, overpowering her despite her leg strength. He reaches back and chops her hard in the chest right on her collarbone. Burton grabs her by the wrist and brings her in with a ripcord headbutt. Swango stumbles backwards and falls through the ropes and to the outside. Burton follows closely. As Swango is on her hands and knees, Burton goes for a knee strike to the side of her head. Swango moves out of the way and grabs him from behind. She executes a belly-to-back suplex on The Colonial Life Arena floor. The referee’s count is at three. Swango gets up to her feet and grabs Burton. She rolls him into the ring and then follows suit. Swango follows up with a handstand double-knee drop right into his stomach. She covers.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Burton.

Martinez: Early cover almost gets the upset. 

Swango gets up and pulls Burton to his feet with her. She goes for the ripcord roundhouse kick, but Burton ducks it. Burton then hits Swango with the the head and arm hook suplex, the Cell Door Slam. Burton, now, covers Iggy Swango.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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T-kickout by Swango!

Burton gets up and grabs one of Swango’s legs. He goes to turn her over for the single-leg crab he calls SNAP, but Swango turns it into a small package!

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout by Burton!

Loydson: Oh I thought that was it.

Martinez: Very innovative counter from Iggy. 

Burton gets up quickly and stomps on her chest. Burton then lifts her up to her feet and goes for the Chin Check spinning back elbow! Swango ducks that! She kicks him hard and swiftly in the side of the thigh. And again. And a third time, finally deadening his leg enough to bring him down to his knee. He gets up quickly, though, and goes for a kick of his own. Iggy catches his leg. Leg hook German suplex! She bridges it!

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout again by Burton!

Swango pulls him to his feet again. She then whips him to the corner, but he reverses. Burton sprints and drives a knee into her midsection. He backs off and begins to palm strike her right in the cheek and the side of the head. Swango is a little dazed. Burton backs up and then charges in again, looking for a second knee-strike to the midsection. Swango moves out of the way. Burton hits the turnbuckle hard! Swango drills him hard in the stomach, knocking him down to a seated position. Iggy steps up onto the ropes and nails him with a corner meteora! She vacates the corner quickly and then sprints at Burton, driving her strong posterior into his face with the running hip attack! Swango looks out into the crowd. Burton begins to crawl out of the corner. Swango runs, looking for Disco Hades II! Burton ducks under it. Injection! Burton nails the exploder suplex and crawls over to cover Swango.

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Th-NO! Swango kicks out!

Martinez: Burton was almost going to StrangleMania!

Burton can’t believe it. He decides it’s time to put her away. Burton grabs Swango’s leg. He turns her over to lock her in SNAP! But Swango rolls out of the ring just in time. She rests on the ring apron, but not for long. Burton has a look in his eyes. He follows her outside and immediately grabs her legs, pulling them out from under her. She hits the ring floor hard as the referee’s count is at one. He grabs her leg and flips her over and FINALLY gets her locked into SNAP! But this time, it’s on the outside and you can’t win by submission on the outside!

However, Burton promised he would keep this hold on until her knee and leg crumbled! Swango yells out in pain as she reaches for the apron cover. She grabs it and begins to pull herself up slowly. The referee’s count is at three! Swango looks like she is going to tap out, but that wouldn’t even matter! She digs in and drags herself up the side of the ring apron. He still has the hold locked in firmly, but in a standing position! Swango grabs the bottom rope. “SIX!” Swango pulls herself up and partially onto the ring apron. The referee is at seven! But she can’t get into the ring enough. Her legs are too short and he still has the hold locked in. Swango keeps ahold of the bottom rope as the count is at eight! Swango reaches back and grabs Burton by the head into a reverse headlock. She squeezes hard in this sleeper-like maneuver. As he is losing air, he finally releases the hold at nine and stumbles away from her! Swango quickly puts her foot in the middle of his back and shoves him, causing him to go tumbling over the barricade and into the front row! She rolls under the bottom rope just as the referee yells “TEN!” The bell rings!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: Here is your winner via countout, and new Number One Contender for the HBO Broadcast Championship! IGGY SWANGO!

Tommy Burton punches the barricade, while Iggy stands trying to balance on one leg. Iggy flips Tommy the bird and gets her arm raised.

Martinez: Tommy brought the intensity that he promised, but in the end... it was his downfall.

Loydson: But a few seconds longer and I think he would have gotten his wish, breaking Iggy's leg like a pencil.

Tommy heads up the ramp to the back. The camera zooms back in to Iggy who watches Tommy leave.

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The camera cuts backstage inside the Colonial Arena and inside the Love Club locker room where Xavier Reid, Buddy Love, Killjoy Ito, Bunny Love, Bobby Rose and Jimmy Lane are putting the finishing touches on the room for Samantha Hamilton’s surprise birthday celebration. Buddy steps down off a ladder after hanging balloons at looks over at his sister who is hanging streamers

Buddy Love: You know a part of me thinks father got banned from the arena tonight just to skip out on the work of getting this room ready…

Bunny Love: It would be very Tommy to plan this and then be ‘forced’ to stay away to get out of all the hard work…

Bobby and Jimmy laugh and nod

Bobby Rose: Go easy on your old man, it has to be killing him to miss Samantha verse Moxie here tonight... Also, he's probably still sleeping from that chair shot.

Jimmy Lane: Exactly, and what if she wins...she might see she doesn’t need him…

Bobby Rose: Remember back in the day when he got himself banned from our match in East Texas and he paid the referee to screw us over just so he could say, ‘see, if I was there you would have won’...

Jimmy Lane: And when we found out he claimed, ‘well had I not been banned I wouldn’t have had to pay off the ref to cost you the match to prove you needed me’...

Bobby Rose: Someone might want to check Pierce Patterson’s bank account just to make sure there isn’t a transaction from Tommy Love…

The Express laugh but Xavier shakes his head

Xavier Reid: Come on now, Tommy wouldn’t fuck Samantha over like that, not here and not now…

Bunny looks at Xavier and thinks for a moment and then speaks up

Bunny Love: Well he got overly involved in her match last week against Dunham, I have never seen him cross that line and cheat like he did on the last Rampage…

Buddy Love: You might want to talk to his first wife, my mother and your mom…

Buddy laughs at his own joke but Bunny looks around the room and then at Xavier. Xavier motions for Killjoy to grab the other end of the banner and the two men start to hang it on the wall…

Bobby Rose: I know Jamie and Lorenzo have a lot on their plate right now… But they could have been here...

Jimmy Lane: They are probably still focused on S.T. and The Psych Ward after tonight…

Bobby Rose: Should be here helping us hang balloons and banners…

Xavier points at the Express but Bunny isn’t having it.

Bunny Love: No, you don’t get credit for this Xavier…

Xavier Reid: Listen, whatever the hell is up your brother’s ass is his issues, I don’t have time to deal with his shit, if he wants to talk he knows where to find me…

Xavier and Killjoy hang the banner on the wall and Buddy looks it over to make sure it’s straight

Buddy Love: Perfect, now...how are we getting Samantha here?

Xavier jumps down and pulls out his phone

Xavier Reid: Easy, I text Joseph...he has her in another locker room…

Bunny Love: The Love Club Locker Room B…

Xavier shoots Joseph a quick text and waits a second, his phone beeps with a simple K and Xavier looks up at Bobby and Jimmy

Xavier Reid: Kill the lights…

Jimmy runs over to turns off the lights and as they wait Bunny gives the last second instructions

Bunny Love: Ok, when she opens the door we all yell SURPRISE and then break into Happy Birthday to you…

She motions to sing the song but Buddy looks at Bobby and Jimmy with a huge smile

Buddy Love: I’m going to totally win the gift gag...just wait till you see what I got her…

Bunny Love: What are you talking about?

Buddy Love: Bobby and Jimmy told me about this game they use to play, the gift gag, it’s a game to see who can get Samantha the ‘dirtiest gift’ and make her blush…

Bunny looks over at Bobby and Jimmy who smiles, they played this game with Jamie and Lorenzo at Christmas and it resulted in her getting the world’s largest sex toy in human history but before she can clue Buddy in they smile and Jimmy kills the lights…

Bunny Love: Idiots…

But after a second or two they hear Joseph’s voice talking to Samantha

Joseph Hunter: We just need to pop our heads in here real quick, no after you…

Samantha Hamilton: Why though? What’s the urgency that you literally dragged me away and --??

Before she can finish her question, the door opens as in steps Samantha and Joseph as Jimmy flips the lights on and the group yells

Everyone: SURPRISE!!!!!

Samantha is very taken aback as they break out into song

Everyone: Happy Birthday to you...Happy Birthday to you...Happy Birthday Samantha...Happy Birthday To YOU!!!!

Buddy Love: And many more!!!!

Xavier steps forward and looks at Samantha

Xavier Reid: I wanted to hold off doing this until after your match but these guys wanted to make sure you knew we were all here for you...since you know Tommy is banned and all. I know what this match means to you, the chance to go to StrangleMania and challenge for the US Championship...to get the chance to win back that championship...I know Moxie has won his last two matches but that was on Gambit and against a guy from Prime...you are The Titaness, you belong in that match against Melody Malone...not some new kid on the block, go out there tonight and remind everyone in this fucking company just who the hell you are and why Samantha Hamilton will be the next United States Champion…

Bunny Love: And not that you need it but if you would like Buddy or myself to come down there with you and Joseph we would do it in a heartbeat…

Buddy Love: Sure thing, you wouldn’t mind would you Killjoy?

Buddy looks over at Killjoy, who is already eating on of the birthday cupcakes...he shakes his head and Buddy gives her a thumbs up

Samantha still looks shocked. Joseph chuckles and lightly shakes her, helping her snap out of her daze.

Samantha Hamilton: Sorry, I just … it’s been a while since anyone did anything quite this elegant for me, let alone in a huge group. Usually just Joseph has done this type of thing … then Lio when he came into my life, ummm …

She takes a moment to repeat everything that was relayed in her head.

Samantha Hamilton: I know I definitely deserve it, but it’s not gonna be that easy. The past few days have allowed my leg to get better, but he noticed that. He’s clearly not too much of rookie, but …

Sam quickly shakes her head.

Samantha Hamilton: I’m also not gonna make it simple for him. Definitely not.

Finally, a smile adorns Samantha’s face as she looks between everyone.

Samantha Hamilton: Thank you all though. This … actually means a lot. More than I can properly say. As far as the offer for any of you to come down?

A slight grimace replaces her grin.

Samantha Hamilton: I know none of you were banned, but I feel like that’d give Duggan a loophole or excuse. That’s one of the few things keeping me from immediately agreeing more than much else.

Xavier looks over at Buddy who is still giving them a thumbs up as he eyeballs the cupcakes

Xavier Reid: Probably a smart idea, impose your will on him and you will be fine out there, you’re Samantha Hamilton, the one that took down Scorpio to win the US Championship...the one that backed that up and beat him again to defend that championship...Moxie doesn’t deserve to be in that ring against you...show him that and after you beat him we will all go out for a real celebration...and not cupcakes and balloons...seriously does Tommy think she’s 12 or something?

Bunny Love: To be fair my 12th birthday party was a case of beer and scratchers….

Buddy Love: He took me to the track from my 12th birthday…

Bobby Rose: Took Jimmy to Chuck E. Cheese after his divorce...I think Tommy doesn’t understand parties when it doesn’t involve hookers and blow…

Jimmy Lane: Those are his best parties by far…

Xavier shakes his head and looks at Samantha one last time

Xavier Reid: Kick the shit out of Moxie and claim what’s rightfully yours Sam, take it as your own birthday present…

Samantha nods as the camera cuts away.

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MATCH SIX
MOXIE VS SAMANTHA "TITANESS" HAMILTON
SINGLES MATCH - WINNER IS #1 CONTENDER TO THE EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP - TOMMY LOVE IS BANNED FROM THE VENUE
PIERCE PATTERSON

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We return to ringside.

Martinez: A nice birthday party for Hamilton before the commercial break, and now she seeks to make her birthday wish a reality.

Loydson: If anyone can, it's her.

Chriqui: The following match is a singles match to be #1 contender to the EWC United States Championship. Joining us first, from London, England, weighing in at 202 pounds ... MOXIE!!!

Bring Me The Horizon's 'Can You Feel My Heart' hits the speakers, prompting the lights to dance around the arena with an ominous red glow. As soon as the guitar riff kicks in, Moxie emerges from behind the curtain. He marches to the end of the stage and glares at the capacity crowd surrounding him. Raising his fist to his jaw, Moxie lets out a roar and walks down the aisle, ignoring the paying spectators.

He slides underneath the bottom rope and rises to his feet in the middle of the ring. Moxie faces the crowd before snapping back to face the camera, emphatically raising both clenched fists high above his head before slowly descending them in stereo to both sides of his jaw.

Chriqui: And his opponent, from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds ... 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, flanked by Joseph on her right side.

When she finally gets to the ropes, the Titaness will slip through the middle and top ropes, eyeing Moxie.

DING DING DING

Sam and Moxie meet in the center of the ring. Sam pats her jaw and tells Moxie to bring it. Moxie pulls back and gives Sam a stiff forearm to the jaw. Sam stumbles a bit, but finds her footing to throw her own. Moxie fires back, Sam answers. Moxie forearm, Sam forearm. Moxie with a double forearm. Sam takes a step back and then comes in with a big elbow. The crowd is eating this up. Moxie goes for anther forearm but Sam rolls under and nonchalantly walks to the neutral corner. Moxie turns around and nods his head. Sam joins him back in the center, Moxie is looking for a test of strength. They intertwine fingers on their left hand, but Sam kicks Moxie in the gut and then pulls him into a short-arm clothesline! Sam maintains wrist-control. She steps over Moxie while pulling him up. She hits another short-arm clothesline. But this time Moxie doesn't go down. Sam pulls back to go for another but Moxie slaps her. Sam stumbles and Moxie explodes into a lariat. Sam rolls up to her feet, Moxie grabs a waist lock and pulls Sam into a snap German suplex. Sam hits hard, but rolls out of the ring. She grabs her head and walks around on the outside.

Martinez: Damage from this one might already be setting in. 

Loydson: But I doubt that will stop either of these two. 

Moxie backs up to his corner and lets Sam enter the ring. Sam and Moxie again head to the center of the ring, but Moxie wastes no time landing a forearm, followed by a European uppercut, followed by taking-a-back and ripping Sam into another snap German. Sam rolls through onto her feet, but is taken off those feet by a sick lariat. Sam gasps for air. Moxley drags her up and shoots her into the ropes. Sam ducks a clothesline and hits the opposite ropes. Sam comes in for a spear but Moxie leapfrogs! Sam hits the original ropes, rebounds into a Moxie lariat. Sam is turned inside out and lands on her belly.

Martinez: Textbook by Moxie. He has taken control of this one. 

Loydson: Hamilton is getting into her own head, she needs to think things through while also working on the fly.

Moxie drags Sam up to a knee and slaps her. He stands her up and lands another European uppercut. Sam stumbles backwards. Moxie lands another European uppercut. Sam steps on her back foot and lunges into a spartan kick into Moxie's stomach. Moxie is taken off his feet. He gets to his knees and starts dry heaving for air. Sam knees him between the eyes before stumbling backwards to the ropes. Moxie gets up to one leg and Sam rushes in for a superkick. Sam falls backwards, but she rolls through it and pops up into a spear on the kneeling Moxie!

Martinez: Like that!

Loydson: Dead on the money!

Sam pulls Moxie up into a corner and starts kicking him in the chest while using the ropes to stand herself. Sam goes for a kick with her left leg... Moxie catches it. Moxie grabs Sam's throat and backs them out of the corner, Sam bouncing on her right leg. Moxie lifts Sam's left leg and Sam's neck to bring her into a powerbomb position. Moxie goes for the sitout powerbomb but Sam pulls him into her signature Defying The Gods Frankensteiner! Sam covers Moxie!

ONE!


T... KICKOUT BY MOXIE!!!

Martinez: Ladies and gents, you might not believe it but that was the first pin attempt of this match. These two are giving their all and not going to stop until one of them drop from exhaustion. 

Loydson: And I don't know which one has the bigger gas tank. 

Sam pulls Moxie up and elbows him in the temple. She backs up into the ropes and then rebounds into a big spear on the wobbly Moxie. Cover!

ON... KICKOUT BY MOXIE!

Sam mounts Moxie and begins to elbow him in the jaw over and over. Sam drags Moxie up by his hair and then lifts him and spins into a big spine-buster! Cover!

ONE!

TW... KICKOUT BY MOXIE!

Martinez: Moxie will not stay down, he will not die.

Loydson: But if Sam keeps putting together offense like that, he won't have a choice. The ref will call it. we saw it happen earlier with a love club match!

Sam punches the canvas. She pulls Moxie up to a knee, and then digging deep, she lifts him up and throws down down with a powerbomb. Sam drags Moxie up and locks on a side-headlock. She lifts him up for a vertical suplex, but Moxie kicks in the air and powers down. Moxie lifts up Sam for his own vertical suplex... at the peak he throws his arm forward sending Sam onto the canvas! Moxie's Crash Landing! Sam lands on her back, her head crashing against the mat. She rolls over and tries to stand but loses her footing. Moxie helps her up into a dragon-sleeper. He lifts Sam into an inverted vertical suplex and then turns around... throwing his arm forward and hitting an inverted Moxie's Crash Landing! Sam's face crashes into the center of the ring! Moxie falls to a knee, but uses the momentum to quickly lunge into a cover.

ONE!

TW... KICKOUT BY SAMANTHA HAMILTON!

Martinez: OH MY GOD!

Loydson: Fight forever!

Moxie grabs Sam's hand, and then grabs her ring and middle fingers. He quickly snaps them apart. Sam yells out in agony and rolls out of the ring. Pierce Patterson scolds Moxie, but Moxie shoves past. He grabs the top rope and then jumps over the ropes to hit Sam in the back of the head with a diving double stomp while she's hunched over looking at her hand. Moxie slides Sam into the ring and stands her up against the ropes and then rushes into a big Dragoon's Glory! The sound of knee on jaw creates a sickening thud that everyone is sure to remember for quite some time. Sam falls deadweight against the ropes... Moxie pulls her out and grabs her into a pumphandle. Moxie lifts Sam and then pulls her down into a facebuster. Moxie's Endgame. He rolls her over and makes the cover.

ONE!


TWO!!


THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: And your winner and #1 contender to the EWC United States Championship, via pinfall MOXIE!

Moxie gets his hand held high and Sam is helped up by medical staff. Sam pushes them off and stands on her own accord. Sam looks shocked and upset. She looks down at her hand and pops her middle finger back into place before shooting Moxie the bird. She exits the ring and heads to the back with her husband.

Martinez: Moxie remains undefeated on Friday Night Rampage, and he's the new #1 contender to the United States Championship!

Loydson: But take absolutely nothing away from Samantha Hamilton. She left it all out there tonight.

As the theme song fades out, Moxie begins to exit the ring but they’re stopped in their tracks to the sound of ‘You Should See Me In A Crown” plays over the PA System. Onto the stage, Melody Malone walks out with her crown on her head and the golden chair in her hand. Her retainer Rory walks out beside her, arms crossed and a smirk on his face.

Loydson: All hail the Queen baby!

Martinez: Speak of the devil, here comes the United States champion!

Malone doesn’t reach for a microphone, instead she simply holds her hand out to Rory. Rory produces a sharpie marker, handing it to Malone who uncaps the pen and hands off the chair to the hulking Scotsman. Holding it up for her, Malone scrawls the name 'Moxie' beneath the scratched out ‘Hazama’. She caps the pen, swapping it with the chair before she looks at her handiwork.

Martinez: Calling back to Wrestlefest! Moxie has officially gained the Queen’s attention.

Loydson: I would’ve held the chair for her if she asked...

She raises the chair in the air for a moment before lowering it down, pointing it toward Moxie like a warrior declaring combat. The crowd roars, the line in the sand having officially been drawn as the Stranglemania looms overhead.

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Remarkable Mark Keaton’s manager, Astonishing Kevin Fisher is in the ring, alone with a microphone.

Kevin: Ladies and gentlemen of South Carolina! I would like to welcome you to the first ever Remarkable Mark’s Star Hour!

Martinez: Well somehow Mark Keaton has got his own show now! How is this possible?

Astonishing Kevin Fisher points to the corner of the arena as the camera pans over to the darkened corner. The lights come on showing a small sound stage with a large -RMK- in bright sparkly lettering dominating the background with a silver curtain next to it. The stage is littered with self portraits of Mark’s face and moments in the ring. The curtains whip open and Mark struts through wearing a sparkling pink jacket with no shirt on under it, his leather pants with white RMK text all over it. He soaks in the boos for a moment while gripping the microphone on a stand.

Mark: South Carolinaaaa! How’s it goin bitches?! You all know me, I’m the guy EWC keeps moving around on these lower tiered shows like Rampage to boost ratings. It’s a smart move dudes, think about it. Prime is all the rage with the TOP stars in the business, we have the G1, Wrestler of the Year, A Prime Minister, Jamie Love….then there’s the top ratings guy...me! Remarkable Mark Keaton, your host of Remarkable Mark’s Hour!

Loydson: I really hope this isn’t a full hour, Martinez.

The fans boo, Mark looks behind him and smirks.

RMK: Check out this stage, man. EWC spared no expense creating this show. Check out those excellent RMK letters in the back, pure Saskatchewan pressed wood with LED Christmas lights straight from Walmart, yeah...the good stuff. Now let’s move on.

Mark takes the mic off of the stand and walks near one of his large, blown up photographs.

RMK: Coming up on the next Prime, I’ll be fighting in my next G1 match vs a man known as Silas Henderson Isaac Tiberious, also known as S.H.I.T! Now, this SHIT guy likes to jam his thumb in his ass and rub it around his eyes, either that or his sleep is really screwed up. I’ll be wiping the ring with this piece of shit at the next big G1 match, I need this win to catch up with that cheating wench, Faith Rivers of stench. The B.O Queen herself cheated her way to a victory over me and I won’t forget that. This S.H.I.T guy is merely standing in my way, all it’ll take dude, is one air guitar leg dro….

Martinez: Well that didn’t take long for S.I.N to show up, Mark is waiting, but where is he?

Mark is looking around, his fists balled up while S.I.N’s music continues to blare. Suddenly Mark is nailed from behind with a hard forearm shot to the back of the head! RMK drops on the stage face first. S.I.N scowls at the 80’s rocker, he’s wearing a white suit with a black vest pulled over the jacket section, he reaches down and grabs a handful of blonde hair and slowly starts hauling him to his feet.

Astonishing Kevin Fisher grabs S.I.N in a very rough full nelson clutch!

Martinez: Fisher coming to the aid of his client! This should spell trouble for Silas!

Mark smiles as he gets to his feet, he’s rubbing the back of his head, he slugs S.I.N with a hard body shot, then another one, then another one. Kevin is yelling out instructions to his client as he holds the full nelson tight. Mark nods, he winds up his right arm like a windmill then runs with a hard punch, but S.I.N slips out of the full nelson causing Mark’s fist to crash right into Kevin’s jaw! The smack is audible as the eye-patched man is sent flying off of the stage and smacking the concrete floor with his back a few feet down. S.I.N boots RMK with a straight kick right to the nuts. Mark doubles over to his knees, Silas runs and boots Mark down with a hard kick to the face. He grabs Mark’s hair and hauls him to his feet, he runs with Mark then smashes him right through the giant -R- causing a loud crashing noise with sparks and wood flying everywhere!

Loydson: This one has gotten violent in a hurry!

S.I.N punches through one of Mark’s giant blown up pictures, he grabs another one and smashes it over his knee. Mark attacks with a big piece of pressed Saskatchewan wood and snaps it over Silas’s head! Mark tries to haul a long wire of Christmas lights that have tangled its way around his arm and wedged with a large piece of wood, he hauls on the wire hard, causing the pyrotechnics guy to trip, twenty feet away at the pyro station, he falls on the panel causing a stream of red pyro to shoot right at Mark! It nails him in the chest sending him flying across the stage, he rolls around while smoke rises from his chest as his pink jacket catches fire! He quickly gets his jacket off as crew come in to extinguish the flames. S.I.N runs in and clotheslines Mark as he’s getting to his feet and sends him right through the wall next to the silver curtain! The crowds start cheering on the action.

Martinez: This is unbelievable!

S.I.N walks through the hole in the wall, a security guard tries to stop him but gets a quick elbow to the face, knocking him away. Mark staggers to his feet, he has a big red mark on his bare chest, Silas goes to punch him but gets a face full of aerosol spray from a fire extinguisher. Mark nails S.I.N with a hard clothesline knocking him over an equipment table then on to the floor.

RMK: That jacket was eighty five dollars!

Mark grabs a chair then cracks it over the back of the white suited Silas. He hauls him to his feet. Mark gives Silas a hard irish whip, sending him flying right into the side of a Pepsi machine, smashing all the front of the machine! Yaya Banana is enjoying a nice cup of coffee by the catering table, he goes to take a drink but it's swatted out of his hand by Mark! The 80’s rocker then throws poor Yaya Banana right over the table, taking half of the food with him, falling all over him on the floor. Mark picks up the coffee machine, he runs over and swings it at S.I.N but just misses, Silas gives Mark a hard uppercut, knocking him right back and almost falling down. Silas nails Mark with a right and left, Mark fights back with a left and right, both men start nailing each other with wild punches before a wave of security guards and staff overwhelm them then pull them apart.

The crowds are chanting - Let Them Fight!- as Martinez and Loydson are shown at the commentary table with shocked expressions.

Martinez: Well, ladies and gentlemen. What a series of events here on Rampage as Remarkable Mark’s Hour show quickly delved into complete chaos when S.I.N wasted no time attacking him after Mark started trash talking.

Loydson: Well it really heated up when….

Loydson is holding his ear piece hard, he’s holding his finger up while listening to something.

Loydson: I’m being told that security could not contain these men! They are loose again in the lobby! Can we get a camera back there?!

A shirtless Mark Keaton and S.I.N, who has tears all over his nice suit, are slugging away right in the lobby as hundreds of fans are standing around them, watching and taking pictures with their phones. Security are still trying to talk them down but both men aren’t having it, S.I.N grabs Mark and sends him flying right into a merchandise stand, crashing right though the wooden paneling, sending shirts and EWC merchandise all over the place. The fat man running the stand dives out of the way as the rest of the stand collapses. Mark screams and emerges from the rubble, he’s got a foam Yaya Banana hat on. S.I.N punches Mark, sending the foam hat flying and the 80’s rocker rolling over a large chunk of table. A group of girls show up around Mark on the floor, they lay down next to him and get selfies, Mark does a quick devil's horn for them but S.I.N moves them out of the way and drops an elbow across his chest. S.I.N hauls Mark to his feet, he goes to irish whip Mark down a huge flight of stairs leading to the basement but it’s reversed! Mark reverses the irish whip and sends S.I.N though a big pane of glass to the sidewalk outside the arena! Security rush to stop Mark from pursuing S.I.N but are met with hard punches and clotheslines!

The fans are chanting - fight forever- now.

Martinez: Somebody has to stop this madness before somebody gets killed!

S.I.N throws a full garbage can nailing Mark in the chest, sending garbage everywhere. A public bus stops and a very impatient bus driver starts yelling at people to hurry up, he explains that his wife is making his favorite meatloaf. The people have no time to react as our combatants start fighting within the bus stop, S.I.N nails Mark who stumbles into the bus, he trips and falls into the isle. S.I.N walks on to the bus.

Bus Driver: HEY! It’s three bucks pal!

S.I.N scrunches his face, he digs into his pants pocket then drops the money in the bin. The bus driver closes the door and they start driving away from the arena. S.I.N picks up Mark, he nails his head off of the top of one of the seats, Mark staggers back then lands on the lap of Chris Rock, knocking his latte over and spilling it all over his suit.

Chris Rock: Motherfucker! I’m literally five fuckin minutes from my next show and BAM! Some stupid fuckin wrestler ruins my new suit! Typical!

Mark kicks S.I.N in the face, sending him flying to the front, he bumps the bus driver who jerks the wheel sharply. Bill Murray falls out of his seat. Mark helps him to his feet, then gives him a hard chop to his chest, knocking him back down! The fans boo loudly from the arena as they watch the action on the X Tron. Mark turns to the camera.

RMK: That was for Rock the Kasbah, you’re welcome!

S.I.N nails Mark with a forearm, then several punches. He gives Mark an Irish whip to the front of the bus, bumping the bus driver again.

Bus Driver: O.K, I’ve had enough of you two, OFF THE BUS!!

The bus passengers cheer as the bus driver opens the door, Mark gives everyone the finger but Silas grabs him and smashes his head off of the dash! He then grabs him by the hair, he hauls back and sends Mark flying right through the windshield of the bus! Mark’s pant’s get caught up in the frame and glass, then rip clean off of his body!

Martinez: Through the windshield! Mark’s pants were ripped off! Get the censor guys on the line!

Mark stands up in front of the bus, he’s completely naked and manages to avoid getting cut. S.I.N walks out, he ignores Mark’s nudity and punches him in the face, Mark staggers back to the railing of a bridge. The crowds are gathering again and taking pictures. Mark fights back with lefts and rights, his man stick swinging everywhere before the censor staff can even get to the machines to edit it out. S.I.N nails Mark with three hard rights, then runs and clotheslines Mark over the rail!

The fans are chanting - HOLY SHIT- loudly.

Martinez: Oh my god, oh my god! He’s dead! Somebody get down there!

Mark flips through the air then splashes in a pool on the deck of a huge yacht going under the bridge! He swims to the surface and shakes a weary fist at S.I.N, who crosses the road to stare down Mark as the boat pulls away. Mark wipes the water from his face.

? : My prayers are answered.

Betty White flirts as she floats by Mark in the pool on a pink flamingo.

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MATCH SEVEN
JASON HUNTER VS QUEEN MELODY MALONE
SINGLES MATCH - NON TITLE
MIKE MICHAELSON

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The camera cuts back to the commentary team.

Martinez: That was an insane brawl.. But Queen Melody Malone is in action next. After her proclamation against Moxie she is looking to defeat Jason Hunter and continue her climb.

Chriqui: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

"Daechwita" comes over the speakers inside of The Colonial Life Arena as Diana and Sara came out first. They stand on the stage as Jason has his back to the crowd and his hood over his head. Sara slides the hood off Jason's head and Diana walks ahead of them.

Chriqui: Introducing first, from San Francisco, California... weighing in at 170 pounds... JASON HUNTER!

Sara and Jason play to the fans a bit while dancing to the music. Diana walks down the ramp. Diana steps up onto the apron and holds the rope for the other two to get into the ring. Sara and Jason get into the ring and she slides his jacket off of him before leaving the ring. He glares up at the stage area, waiting for Melody Malone to arrive. The lights dim, but don’t go dark, before the soft words of Billie Eilish’s “You Should See Me In A Crown” begin to play over the P.A. system. Melody comes out from backstage with her crown upon her head and her personal retainer Rory Hyland in tow.

Chriqui: And her opponent, from San Diego, California... she is the Extreme Wrestling Corporation United States Champion! MELODY MALONE!

She’s unflinching to the crowd’s expression as she comes down the entrance ramp. Rory gets onto the apron, holding the ropes open for Melody to climb through without losing her crown. As Melody climbs into the ring, she gives the crowd a sarcastic smile before she relinquishes the crown to Rory and prepares for her match.

DING DING DING

As the bell rings, Jason spouts off a few words to Malone about her gimmick and how he’s the Prince of Wrestling. Malone sneers at him and walks towards him. Immediately, Jason kicks Malone in the knee. Malone drops down quickly, grabbing at her knee. Jason reaches down and grabs Malone’s foot. He tries to kick her in the back of the knee, but Malone blocks it with her other leg. She flips over and single-leg mule-kicks Jason in the stomach. Jason releases her foot and Malone gets up to her feet. She shakes her knee out and approaches him again. This time, she protects her knee by keeping it out of reach. Malone grabs Jason and puts him in a side headlock. Jason tries to shove her off, but Malone’s grip is too much. Instead, she uses the momentum to bounce off of the ropes and drop him with a springboard bulldog. Malone hobbles up to her feet and grabs Jason by the head. She lifts him to his feet and drills him under the chin with a European Uppercut. Jason stumbles backwards into the ropes. Malone charges and clotheslines Jason over the top rope and to the floor of The Colonial Life Arena.

Melody smirks and soaks in the boos from the crowd. Jason gets up to recover for a moment before re-entering the ring. As Jason slides back into the ring and up to his feet, Malone grabs him by the wrist and whips him across the ring. He returns and drops her with a shoulder block. He bounces off the ropes again. Malone ducks under a clothesline attempt. Jason springboards and nails Malone with X! He covers!

ONE!
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TWO!!
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Kickout!

Martinez: A kickout by the champion.

Loydson: Naturally.

Jason gets up to his feet and stays immediately on the attack. He, once again, goes after Malone’s knee. He reaches down and grabs her leg, flipping her over into a single-leg Boston crab! Malone yells out as she reaches for the ropes. The crowd cheers for Jason as he sits back and puts the pressure on her knee. The referee asks her if she gives up. Malone shakes her head “no” and then tells the referee to piss off. Malone is trying to claw her way towards the ropes, but Jason’s weight is enough that she’s not getting very far.

Just when it looks like she should possibly give up, she digs down deep and uses her other foot to flail backwards and kick Jason in the patellar tendon with her heel. And again. On the third one, Jason finally releases the hold and shakes his knee out. Malone rolls over to the edge of the ring and under the bottom rope. She stands on the floor leaning against the ring apron and flexing her leg. She’s in some pain and doing the best she can to get the blood back into her knee. Jason runs and bounces off of the opposite ropes and then returns with a baseball slide. Malone sees it coming. She side-steps Jason and lets him slide out of the ring. Malone grabs him by the head and drives it hard into the ring post! She follows it up with a DDT on the floor. Malone grabs Jason as the referee’s count is at four. She rolls him into the ring and then walks around the ring for a moment shaking her knee out. Finally at the count of nine she rolls back in. Jason is up to his feet. He tries to kick her in the knee again! She grabs his foot and lifts up his leg, locking him into The Queen’s Grace right in the middle of the ring! Jason tries to pull his way to the ropes, but Malone holds firm. After a little while, Jason has no choice but to tap out!

DING DING DING

Chriqui: Here is your winner via submission... the EWC United States Champion, MELODY MALONE!

Melody gets to her feet and is handed her United States Championship. She smirks at the hardcam, as if to send a message directly to Moxie. Jason Hunter rolls out of the ring and turns down assistance from medical staff. He shoots a dirty look at Malone, and it is apparent from his face he wants another go. He walks off to the locker room.

Martinez: Malone lost at the FN'R opener, but she has been nothing short of unstoppable since.

Loydson: Of course she is. She's the queen! But I will give Jason credit. He had me worried a few times there.

Malone walks off towards the locker room. Title held high.

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MATCH EIGHT
JOSH GAVIN VS ASRIEL BUZZARD
SINGLES MATCH - HBO BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
SECOND DEFENSE OF THE 1ST CHAMPION
TOYO YASAHIRO

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We return to ringside where.

Martinez: Asriel Buzzard is looking to pick up his second defense for the HBO Broadcast Champion.. But Josh Gavin hungry.
Loydson: This one could go either way, but I have my money on the champion.

Chriqui: The following match is for the HBO BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH. Joining us first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds... JOSH GAVINNNN!

Josh Gavin makes his way out at the exact moment as Fuel’s chorus hits. Gavin raises his arms side to side and looses a war cry.

Gavin pumps up the crowd as he marches down the ramp. Gavin climbs up to the apron and points out to the crowd. He spins across the ropes as he slides toward the other end of the apron, and points to that side of the crowd. Gavin climbs into the ring, and climbs the top rope, holding his arms out once more.

Chriqui: And his opponent, from Hill City Kansas, weighing in at one hundred and ninety six pounds .. THE HBO BROADCAST CHAMPION ASRIELLLLL!

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.

DING DING DING

Gavin and Buzzard tie up and Gavin quickly clenches a headlock on the Champion. Asriel attempts to push Gavin into the ropes but he tightens his hold and flips Buzzard over onto the canvas. The stay on the mat for a few moments and Buzzard rolls Gavin so he’s able to sit up and begins throwing elbows into Gavin’s midsection. He finally releases the hold to defend himself but Buzzard shoves him back into the turnbuckles.

Buzzard hits a basement drop kick dropping Gavin to his knees. Buzzards kicks him in the head causing the challenger to fall forward onto his hands and knees. The Champion looms over the top of his challenger and then jumps bringing his entire body weight onto the hands of Josh Gavin. He then falls on his face as he attempts to bring his hands inward.

Gavin rolls to the outside of the ring in the attempt to buy himself some time. Asriel heads for the ropes to exit as well but he is stopped by the referee. Asriel ignores the man in stripes and rolls out of the ring but is caught with a kick to the chest pushing him backwards.

The Champion again instantly rushes towards Gavin who moves and uses the Champion’s momentum to send him into the corner post. The referee continues his count.

3…

4…

Buzzard stays on his feet but is holding his shoulder in response to hitting the post. Gavin comes towards him but his hands are still affected and he can’t grab a firm hold.

5…

Buzzard slams a forearm into Josh’s chest knocking him backwards. He again with a second knocks Gavin backwards.

6…

7…

Asriel rolls into the ring and stand stands back looking as the referee continues his count.

8…

9…

Martinez: The Champion might retain via count out!

Loydson: That's still a win!

Josh Gavin rolls into the ring as Buzzard catches him and then drops him with a ddt onto the canvas. Buzzard quickly climbs to the top turnbuckles looking for his patented finisher Anybody Out There…

Gavin is able to quickly roll out of the ring in anticipation of the move and Buzzard drops to the ring apron. The challenger reaches up grasping the ropes in attempts of pulling himself up onto the apron.

Super kick!!

Buzzard knocks the larger man to the floor as Gavin crumbles on the mats below. The Champion ducks between the ropes and awaits the referees count.

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5…

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The challenger rolls into the ring and Buzzard charges towards him but Gavin ducks pulling the top rope down sending the Champion crashing over and onto the floor. Josh drops to the canvas with exhaustion as the referee again begins his count.

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Buzzard makes it onto the ring apron and is caught by Gavin as he grabs and suplexes the champion into the ring. Josh Gavin is on top of him instantly laying boot s into his chest and then his head.

The larger man moves back waiting in anticipation as Buzzards begins to pick himself up off of the canvas. A murmur of growing cheers begin to roll through the crowd. Buzzard begins to push himself upwards and raises to his feet.

Masamune!!

Buzzard caves onto the canvas as Josh Gavin goes for the cover.

1..

2…

The Champion gets his foot on the bottom rope stopping the referee’s count.

Josh Gavin voices his frustrations to the referee.

Martinez: Very back and forth match here, I have no idea who is leaving champion.

Both Josh Gavin and the referee stand as Gavin smacks his heads together three times rather quickly and the referee is shaking his back back and forth saying no. The ref smacks his hands together twice and then waves it off as he sticks his leg outwards.

Josh Gavin scoffs as he turns back towards the Champion Asriel Buzzard.

The Redeemer!!!

Buzzard drops Gavin and quickly covers him for the pin.

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DING DING DING

Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall STILL HBO BROADCAST CHAMPION ASSRIEL BUZZARD!!!!

Buzzard gets to his feet as he’s handed his Championship belt. He walks over towards the turnbuckles and stands on the middle rope lifting the belt up towards the crowd.

He drops to the canvas and turns back towards the challenger. Gavin rolls out of the ring and then looks back up towards the Champion.

Martinez: These two men battled it out and hit some amazing spots. That Super Kick of the Champion could keep that title on him for a long time to come.

Loydson: The challenger came close to victory and could possibly have that title in his possession. I expect to see this one again one day.

Martinez: Well folks, don't go away.. from one champion to several others. Our main event is next!

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"War Machine" by KISS begins to play throughout The Colonial Life Arena. The crowd bursts into boos as Dominic and Cora Sanders make their way out onto the stage. Dominic has his usual grey suit on while Cora sports a festively lime green dress. The Sanders couple walks down the ramp towards the ring as they turn their noses up at the fans booing them. Someone in the front row has an America's Most Hated t-shirt on, trying to get their attention. He looks and scoffs, shaking his head. Dominic climbs up the steps, leading Cora by the hand. He sits on the middle rope, helping her into the ring and then gets in himself. He walks over to Emmanuelle Chriqui and grabs the microphone from her. The music fades as he raises it to his lips. Before he can get any words out, the crowd's deafening chants take over.

ASS-HOLE!

ASS-HOLE!

ASS-HOLE!

ASS-HOLE!

ASS-HOLE!

Sanders: Great to see you, too. You can get your main event as soon as I finish talking.

Sanders chuckles as the crowd boos. Cora smirks and shakes her head and Dominic continues.

Sanders: Believe it or not... this is the first time I have even stepped foot inside of a ring since WrestleFest. The fact of the matter is that I left every ounce of wrestling energy that I had in my body in that ring when I beat Cyrus Black and ended my long... loooong career on a high note. Stepping back into it is surreal, in a way. But no... don't get any thoughts. This isn't enough to even bring me anywhere near changing my mind. I am loving retirement. Cora and I went on a long, month-long honeymoon to the Cayman Islands. The beaches, the booze, the ... well, I can't exactly talk about that on live television.

Sanders looks at Cora, who shoots him a wink.

Sanders: Some stuff was done that even Joe Hustler would be ashamed of, let's just say. But I'm not out here to talk about the crazy, animalistic acts that went on in villa #1207 for a month. I'm here because we've got StrangleMania right around the corner! And damnit, we are going deep this year! You've already seen some of the matches. Bosa and David Miller? The G1 Finals? Stitches and Ace King? And every match will have a blood-curdling stipulation on it. You will not want to miss it on March 29th, LIVE on Pay-Per-View!

This brings a pop from the crowd.

Sanders: Before I get to the real reason I am out here, however, I want to give a little shout out to President Danny Mac. I'm sure you've all heard that he and I will be competing on the grand stage in an Arm Wrestling Match for Charity. There will be thumbtacks all over the table and our two lovely brides will be armed with tasers. It'll be kind of fun watching Cora, here, shoot that bald bastard in the balls with thousands of volts of electricity. 

Sanders smirks and Cora laughs as the crowd boos and beings chanting for Mac.

Sanders: Oh, don't worry. He isn't here tonight. Never is, right?

Sanders says this with a laugh as the crowd boos louder.

Sanders: Mac, you better get ready. It's going to be a fun one... for the kids, of course, right? But I digress. The real reason I am out here is because you all have heard that there's a big Capture the Flag Match kicking off StrangleMania Sixteen! Now, we know that Brawl is sending us King Flip, Callie Clark, and Jack Severn. And Paramount is bringing Candy, El Pablo, and Marcu$ $t. John. Well, Rampage fans, Grizzly Duggan allowed me to waltz out here and tell you FN'Rs representatives. The first entrant, after his little kerfuffle with Jack Severn earlier today, Jackson Knight Jr.  

The crowd pops at the mention of Knight's name.

Sanders: Yeah, that's exciting, right? Now the question here is... who will be his two partners? Well, shut up and I'll answer. As you know, Iggy Swango defeated Tommy Burton to become #1 Contender to the HBO Broadcast Championship. And Moxie defeated Samantha Hamilton to become #1 contender to the United States Championship. But Burton's intensity, Hamilton's drive... Grizzly Duggan has chosen Hamilton and Burton to join Jackson Knight Jr. Making team FN'R Jackson Knight Jr, Samantha Hamilton and Tommy Burton. 

"War Machine" begins to play again as Sanders hands the microphone back to Emmanuelle Chriqui. Sanders leads Cora out of the ring and they head back up the ramp. 

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MATCH NINE | MAIN EVENT
ACE KING & EL PABLO VS NEVAEH & STITCHES
TAG TEAM MATCH
TOYO YASAHIRO

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We return to ringside.

Martinez: Team Friday Night Rampage is set for StrangleMania! That's a powerhouse team if I ever saw one.

Loydson: With Hamilton leading the charge, I like our odds.

Martinez: And now it's the time everyone has been waiting for... our main event!

Chriqui: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Joining us first, from Puebla City, Mexico, weighing in at 180 pounds ... EL PABLO!

A cry of “VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!” leads to ‘Party Hard’ by Andrew WK hitting the soundsystem, as the stage and ringside area becomes bathed in flashing, flickering, brightly-coloured lighting. As the main hook hits, El Pablo bursts through the curtain, playing to the fans and chugging Skittles like a Steveweiser. He charges down the ramp and slides under the ropes into the ring, then runs up the turnbuckle and flings a fistful of Skittles into the adoring crowd. After offering a final salute, he hops back down to the canvas, performing a few final stretches as his music fades.

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

The signature Motorhead anthem rips through The Colonial Life Arena, and the crowd starts cheering. As the drums kick in, pyro goes off up and down the ramp. Once the guitars hit, a plume of fire goes up on either side of the ramp as Ace King rises to the stage from a platform, looking out at the crowd and nodding in appreciation.

Chriqui: And his partner, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 235 pounds... he is the X-Division Champion... THE GAMBLER... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!

A thin smile crosses Ace's face as his weathered eyes look out at the crowd, pausing for a few more seconds on the platform before casually making his way down the ramp toward the ring, his arms outstretched for fans on either side of the barricade. He stops a few steps short of the ring, then dives in under the bottom rope as red pyro explodes off each turnbuckle. Ace spins up to one knee, then takes another appreciative look out at the crowd before getting back to his feet and turning his attention to the entrance ramp, his game face firmly on.

'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat drops at around the thirty seven second mark 'Gasoline' by Porcelain And The Tramps is mashed into the music at a more slow, methodical pace than usual. The curtains are brushed to the side, smoke spewing out from behind the curtains, and out walks Stitches with Nevaeh following close behind. A wide, red-painted Chelsea-esque grin is across the face of Stitches as he stares out at the crowd of people before him, Nevaeh has a similar smirk painted across her face.

Chriqui: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 384 pounds ... STITCHES X NEVAEH!

Stitches methodically makes his way down the ramp, Nevaeh close behind him as she does her best not to let anyone touch her along the way. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Nevaeh stands on the apron near Stitches and gives her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide for the crowd to embrace him. Nevaeh strikes a pose of her own. As expected, the crowd does not embrace the two. Stitches steps down from the ropes and the two of them wait for the bell to ring.

Martinez: Final comment before bell sounds

DING DING DING

Both Stitches and El Pablo start the match, a rich history between these two competitors. They both lock up in the center of the ring but Stitches easily out-powers the luchadore. Getting back to his feet, El Pablo rethinks his strategy. The two lock up again but El Pablo uses this as a distraction to kick Stitches in the shins. The carnival clown backs up a little before throwing a wild punch, El Pablo ducks under it and stamps Stitches' foot. With Stitches distracted El Pablo charges towards the ropes, bounces off of the ropes and charges back to deliver a Dropkick but Stitches moves out of the way and El Pablo collides with the mat. Stitches is quick to pounce, delivering several stiff stomps to the spine of the Technicoloured Technico. Once satisfied with his work, Stitches charges to the ropes, bounces off and goes for a Senton but El Pablo moves out of the way. With Stitches down, El Pablo reaches into his tights and pulls out a handful of Skittles. He jiggles the Skittles in the palm of his hand before thrusting them hard into the face of Stitches as he sits up, delivering with the FACEPAINTER!!! A little surprised with the outcome, El Pablo covers Stitches and doesn't even reach a one count before Stitches powers El Pablo off of him. El Pablo launches into the air before colliding back down on the canvas. Stitches gets back to his feet, stomps at the grounded El Pablo a few times, before grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him over to his corner of the ring before tagging Nevaeh. As the referee counts him out, Stitches climbs to the top rope, still holding El Pablo's wrist, and walks along the top rope like a tight rope before connecting with the Flying Wallenda (Old School). Satisfied with his work, and with the referee urging him to get out of the ring, Stitches leaves El Pablo for the legal Nevaeh.

Martinez: Stitches and Nevaeh are firmly in control of this one.

Loydson: Stitches is an absolute monster.

Nevaeh grabs the grounded El Pablo and lifts him to his feet before connecting with a spinning back fist, El Pablo stumbles a few feet backward. Nevaeh charges at the dazed El Pablo and looks to connect with a Spear but El Pablo moves out of the way. Nevaeh turns around just in time for El Pablo to yell 'pocket Skittles!' before pulling more Skittles out of his tights and throwing them in the face of Nevaeh. Dazed and confused temporarily by the turn of events, El Pablo takes advantage of Nevaeh and connects with a Floatover Neckbreaker. A quick cover but El Pablo only gets a one count. El Pablo drives a knee into the spine of the seated Nevaeh and locks in a Headlock to the bemusement of the rambunctious crowd. Eventually, Nevaeh starts to fight out of the headlock until eventually she is to her feet and driving the point of her elbow into the abdomen of El Pablo. Nevaeh eventually breaks free before turning around and connecting with a vicious slap to the masked face of El Pablo. 'That's for the Skittles!' Nevaeh yells at El Pablo before delivering a vicious Spike DDT to the stunned El Pablo. Nevaeh goes to pin El Pablo but only gets a two count. Nevaeh quickly transitions into a Fujiwara Armbar whilst they are both grounded and wrenches back on the arm as El Pablo cries out in pain. Ace King cheers El Pablo on from his corner of the ring whilst Stitches screams 'break it!' from the opposing corner. El Pablo musters the strength to lift Nevaeh's legs up just enough to plant her shoulders down on the mat, forcing a cover and a break of the submission. El Pablo rolls away from Nevaeh before looking towards Ace King who is ready to be tagged in. Having spent the entirety of the match as a legal competitor, El Pablo opts to tag out to Ace King. Nevaeh looks towards Ace King who is entering the ring and then back towards Stitches. Nevaeh looks back at Ace King who is motioning for her to tag in Stitches, yelling 'I want the clown!'. Nevaeh looks back at Stitches who is nodding his head. Nevaeh mutters 'you've got it' before tagging in the carnival clown to an eruption of applause from the crowd.

Martinez: THIS IS WHAT WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR!

Loydson: Can barely hear you over the crowd.

Both Stitches and Ace King enter the ring to a roar from the crowd as the two competitors who will main event StrangleMania lock up for the first time in this tag team match. There is no locking up, however, both Stitches and Ace King simply go straight to throwing wild hands in the middle of the ring as the crowd's reaction grows palpable. The two continue to throw wild strikes with no care for anything else around them. Slowly the strikes start to get slower and slower until Stitches eventually lets up, Ace King being far more athletic than the carnival clown. Ace King uses this as an advantage to gain the upper hand, grabbing the carnival clown and whipping him into the ropes. Stitches bounces off of the ropes and Ace King attempts a clothesline, however Stitches use a last ditched bit of energy to duck under it and charge towards the opposing ropes, charging back with a Lethal Lariat attempt. Ace King ducks under it, swiftly grabbing Stitches by the back of his head as he charges past and connecting with a Neckbreaker. Ace King grabs the leg but Stitches kicks out at two. Ace King attempts to lift the carnival clown to his feet but Stitches delivers a few stiff elbows shots to Ace King's midsection. With Ace King doubled over, Stitches quickly grabs Ace King by the back of the head and plants him down with a Facebuster. A cover of his own and Ace King kicks out at two. Both men work their way to their feet and simply stare at each other for a few brief moments, surveying the crowd as the crowd erupts in cheers and applause.

Martinez: THIS IS AWESOME!

Loydson: I am not even that typa person, but this is most definitely awesome kid.

With their eyes fixated back on one another, the two once again throw wild strikes in the middle of the ring to the adulation from the crowd. Stitches, realizing he can't keep this up, instead ends up grabbing one of Ace King's clenched fists and tears apart one of his fingers. Ace King throw his remaining fist and both his feet to try and break away but Stitches is standing just far enough away to avoid it. With the finger in hand, Stitches bends it at an odd angle before throwing his fist down, right upon the oddly bent finger of Ace King. Ace King cries out in pain. Stitches laughs directly in the face of the Gambler as he shakes out his busted finger. Ace King swipes at the carnival clown but Stitches simply steps out of the way. Ace King, with fury in his eyes, charges at Stitches but the carnival clown simply moves out of the way. Ace King charges back at Stitches and dives at him, but as he does Stitches puts a boot up, connecting square in the face of Ace King. Stitches lifts the stunned Ace King into the air with a military press, showcasing his deceptive strength, however, Ace King slips behind him and quickly transitions into a Torture Rack, the set-up to the Blackjack Bomb. Realizing this, Stitches desperately squirms off of the back of Ace King and stumbles into his own corner and sits in the corner of the ring. Ace King eyes the carnival clown, reminding him that he was 'this close' to ending it. Stitches looks up at Nevaeh who has her hand out, screaming 'tag me!'. Stitches obliges and tags Nevaeh back into the match to contend with Ace King.

Martinez: King and Nevaeh will seek to end this.

Loydson: Lord, Nevaeh could end me.

The two of them meet in the center of the ring with a test of strength, they both bounce around the ring until eventually Ace King gains the advantage, shoving Nevaeh back a few feet. Nevaeh remains on her feet and simply shakes her head before throwing a clothesline in the direction of Ace King. Ace King ducks under connects with a back kick to Nevaeh, Nevaeh doubles over. Ace King charges towards Nevaeh before floating behind her and connecting with a German Suplex with a bridge, the cover only musters a two count. Ace King gets to his feet before Nevaeh and goes to lift her up for the Blackjack Bomb but Nevaeh squirms out of it before grabbing Ace King by the back of the head and connecting with an Edgecution style move. Nevaeh puts Ace King into a seated position before locking in a Rear Naked Choke. The referee checks for the illegal choke, warning Nevaeh about her placement. Nevaeh locks the hold in tight but Ace King manages to roll backwards, putting Nevaeh into a position where her shoulders are down on the mat. Nevaeh breaks the hold to avoid the pinfall. Nevaeh gets back to her feet but Ace King is already back up and ready to connect with a flurry of strikes and kicks which back Nevaeh into the corner of the ring. Ace King backs up and charges towards Nevaeh, attempting to connect with double knees, Nevaeh moves out of the way and Ace King drives his knees into the turnbuckle pad. Nevaeh rolls Ace King up with a Small Package but only a two count. Nevaeh gets back to her feet and lifts Ace King up before attempting the Fall From Grace (Rayne Drop) but Ace King manages to break free of her grasp at the last minute, leaving Nevaeh to fall to the canvas. Ace King turns around, grabs the stunned Nevaeh and quickly connects with the Blackjack Bomb. Ace King covers Nevaeh for the victory.

DING DING DING

Chriqui: And your winner, via pinfall EL PABLO AND ACE KING!

King and Stitches immediately begin to brawl. Not giving Yoyo a chance to raise any hands. Pablo tries to get in it to help King, but a grounded Nevaeh grabs his ankle and pulls him down. Grizzly Duggan comes rushing out to the stage with ten security guards following him. Two guards get Pablo and Nevaeh out of the ring, Nevaeh lays out her guard in the process. The remaining eight break King and Stitches up into two different corners, but they break through and start fighting in the center of the ring. Stitches lunges into King with a clothesline from hell but King ducks and Stitches knocks over a random security guard. King grabs on a waist lock and rips Stitches backwards into a German suplex... the sudden impact combined with the weight of 10 full grown men standing in the ring causes the supports to shatter and the ring to collapse!

Martinez: OH MY GOD!

Loydson: WHAT THE FUCK?!

Martinez: WHAT THE HELL WILL THESE TWO MEN DO AT STRANGLEMANIA?!

Our last shot of FNR shows a destroyed ring, bodies laying everywhere, and Stitches/King Nevaeh/Pablo still brawling away as Duggan calls for more security.

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SEGMENT WRITERS

Jamie Love
Killjoy Ito
Jackson Knight Jr/Jack Severn
Jackson Knight Jr/Jack Severn
Ace King/El Pablo
Iggy Swango
Southern Express/Psych Ward
Moxie
Xavier Reid/Samantha Hamilton/Killjoy Ito/Southern Express
Melody Malone
RMK/SIN
Dominic Sanders

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MATCH WRITERS

MATCH ONE
COLBY SOL VS DAVEY DUNHAM VS EZRA JAMES VS JAKE LUMAS
MATCH WRITER: Dominic Sanders

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MATCH TWO
JACK SEVERN VS KING FLIP
MATCH WRITER: The Mad King

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MATCH THREE
ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL VS JACKSON KNIGHT JR.
MATCH WRITER: FN'R

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MATCH FOUR
PSYCH WARD VS S.T. VS YOUNG LIONS
MATCH WRITER: FN'R

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MATCH FIVE
IGGY SWANGO VS TOMMY BURTON
MATCH WRITER: Dominic Sanders

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MATCH SIX
MOXIE VS SAMANTHA "TITANESS" HAMILTON
MATCH WRITER: FN'R

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MATCH SEVEN
JASON HUNTER VS QUEEN MELODY MALONE
MATCH WRITER: Dominic Sanders

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MATCH EIGHT
JOSH GAVIN VS ASRIEL BUZZARD
MATCH WRITER: Roozilla

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MATCH NINE | MAIN EVENT | FULLY WRITTEN MATCH
ACE KING & EL PABLO VS NEVAEH & STITCHES
MATCH WRITER: Stitches

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RECAP OF WINNERS

MATCH ONE
COLBY SOL VS YAYA BANANA VS EZRA JAMES VS JAKE LUMAS
INTERBRAND FATAL FOUR WAY
Winner: Ezra James Pins Yaya Banana

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MATCH TWO
JACK SEVERN VS KING FLIP
SINGLES MATCH
Winner: Jack Severn

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MATCH THREE
ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL VS JACKSON KNIGHT JR.
SINGLES MATCH
Winner: Jackson Knight Jr

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MATCH FOUR
PSYCH WARD VS S.T. VS YOUNG LIONS
NO DQ TRIPLE THREAT - WINNERS ARE #1 CONTENDERS TO EWC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Winner: And NEW #1 Contenders To EWC World Tag Team Championship - Psych Ward

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MATCH FIVE
IGGY SWANGO VS TOMMY BURTON
SECOND CHANCE SINGLES MATCH - WINNER GETS A HBO BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH AT STRANGLEMANIA
Winner: And NEW #1 Contender To EWC HBO Broadcast Championship - Iggy Swango

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MATCH SIX
MOXIE VS SAMANTHA "TITANESS" HAMILTON
SINGLES MATCH - WINNER IS #1 CONTENDER TO THE EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP - TOMMY LOVE IS BANNED FROM THE VENUE
Winner: And NEW #1 Contender To EWC United States Championship - Moxie

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MATCH SEVEN
JASON HUNTER VS QUEEN MELODY MALONE
SINGLES MATCH - NON TITLE
Winner: Queen Melody Malone

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MATCH EIGHT
JOSH GAVIN (NS) VS ASRIEL BUZZARD
SINGLES MATCH - HBO BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Winner: And STILL EWC HBO Broadcast Champion - Asriel Buzzard

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MATCH NINE | MAIN EVENT | FULLY WRITTEN MATCH
ACE KING & EL PABLO VS NEVAEH & STITCHES
TAG TEAM MATCH
Winner: Ace King & El Pablo

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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Ace King, El Pablo & Moxie

MATCH OF THE NIGHT: ACE KING & EL PABLO VS NEVAEH & STITCHES

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