FN'R #483 - BORT DAY 2
Apr 23, 2021 19:32:33 GMT -6
Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton, Asriel Buzzard, and 2 more like this
Post by FN'R on Apr 23, 2021 19:32:33 GMT -6
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...
»»BORT DAY 2««
THE BORT CONTINUES
THE BORT CONTINUES
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EPISODE #483
APRIL 23RD 2021
APRIL 23RD 2021
Live From The State Farm Arena In Atlanta, Georgia
EWC RAMPAGE
04.23.2021
Live From The State Farm Arena In Atlanta, Georgia
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
04.23.2021
Live From The State Farm Arena In Atlanta, Georgia
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.
{BORT ROCC}
{GIDEON IS BALD!!!}
{ASSRIEL BASTARD}
{I DRINK CROWN ROYAL LIKE A QUEEN}
{WHAT DOES THE DEACON SAYS?}
{AUTUMN RAVEN!!!}
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
The camera flashes back to the X-Tron which shows the current FN'R roster... "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire, "The Animal" Samuel McPherson, Ace King, Alex "Bullet" Carbajal, Asriel Buzzard, Autumn Raven, Damage Incorporated, Ezra James, Gideon Gage, Iggy Swango, Jackie "Bandit" Layton, Jackson Knight Jr, Josh Gavin, Moxie, Queen Melody Malone, Ryo Hazama, Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton, Shaker Jones, Sil Frigda, The Texas Angels, Tommy Burton & Phoenix Winterborn. The scene cuts over to our brands champions. Asriel Buzzard holds his HBO Broadcast Championship high, then Melody Malone holds up her United States Championship in one hand and Crown Royal in another. She nods her head as feed bleeds into Ace King raising the Undisputed Championship high in both hands. There's another round of pyro.
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.
"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.
{BORT ROCC}
{GIDEON IS BALD!!!}
{ASSRIEL BASTARD}
{I DRINK CROWN ROYAL LIKE A QUEEN}
{WHAT DOES THE DEACON SAYS?}
{AUTUMN RAVEN!!!}
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
FN'R!!!
The camera flashes back to the X-Tron which shows the current FN'R roster... "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire, "The Animal" Samuel McPherson, Ace King, Alex "Bullet" Carbajal, Asriel Buzzard, Autumn Raven, Damage Incorporated, Ezra James, Gideon Gage, Iggy Swango, Jackie "Bandit" Layton, Jackson Knight Jr, Josh Gavin, Moxie, Queen Melody Malone, Ryo Hazama, Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton, Shaker Jones, Sil Frigda, The Texas Angels, Tommy Burton & Phoenix Winterborn. The scene cuts over to our brands champions. Asriel Buzzard holds his HBO Broadcast Championship high, then Melody Malone holds up her United States Championship in one hand and Crown Royal in another. She nods her head as feed bleeds into Ace King raising the Undisputed Championship high in both hands. There's another round of pyro.
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, cats wearing birthday hats. Welcome to BORT Day 2! Everyone at Rampage is pumped and ready to go!
Loydson: Did you just say cats wearing birthda...
Martinez: In our main event, Phoenix Winterborn takes on the dominating Asriel Buzzard for Buzzard's beloved HBO Broadcast Championship. This will be Asriel's 5th defense with the title. Any thoughts on that match Phil?
Loydson: I think as you said, Asriel Buzzard has been a dominating champion. There's just no stopping him right now and I think we end tonight with a successful defense.
Martinez: It's possible, but I think the Deacon might just be the edge Winterborn will need against Asriel Buzzard.
Loydson: And then in our semi main event, Melody Malone looks to defend her championship against Autumn Raven. This will be Malone's 4th defense.
Martinez: I have seen many say, Autumn Raven is looking the most intense she has ever looked. Some people are calling for an upset tonight. And I wouldn't be shocked to see it.
Loydson: The kid definitely has potential. We have seen Autumn stand toe to toe with people like Scorpio in the past on Rampage. But I don't think she's got enough to dethrone The Queen.
Martinez: And in our thir...
"Invincible" by Skillet interrupts the Loydson and Martinez on camera and they turn and look at each other with surprise as the crowd erupts!!!
Loydson: Hey!
Martinez: We ARE in Atlanta Georgia! And Luke Wolfe is here!!!
As “Invincible” by Skillet roars through the arena, the camera pans over the Hall of Famers hometown crowd. They jump to their feet, as he walks out on stage and they get even louder as he comes into view. Walking out, looking down at his feet, he makes his way out past the curtain and slowly lifts his head.
Martinez: This Hot-lanta crowd is deafening!
With the crowd at a fever pitch Luke gazes out into the crowd and smiles. Pulling one hand out of his pocket he holds up the “Too Sweet” hand gesture.
He starts his way down to the ring with a big smile on his face, slapping hands with fans along the ramp. He stalls at the base of the ramp infront of the ring and again gazes out into the sold out crowd. Shaking his head in disbelief of the reaction, he chuckles to himself. He quickly makes his way up the stairs and into the ring, and throws his arms open wide! Pausing for a moment, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he slowly lifts his hands and forms the diamond shape… and even though he isn’t wearing his normal gloves that would form the “Prophecy 1” logo the crowd recognizes the symbolism and responds in kind with the same gesture. A stage hand gives Luke a microphone as the music starts to fade out. He steps to the center of the ring…
Luke: Ladies and gentlemen… Your Messiah… Has returned.
His hometown Atlanta crowd ERUPTS as chants of “Messiah” begin to roar through the State Farm Arena.
Luke: You didn’t think Rampage was going to roll through Luke Wolfe country and I wasn’t going to show up did ya? This is MY town! These are MY people! And THIS is Rampage! The house that Luke Wolfe built!
Pausing for a moment as the fans pop for their hometown hero, Luke shakes his head, and waves his finger.
Luke: Oh no… no… NO! And I’m not just here to come out, wave, get a few cheap pops and leave. Tonight Atlanta, we are gonna make some waves. You see, I’ve been at home, and I’ve been watching. I told you I would be. I’m always… watching, and all of you in that locker room, you need a little course correction. You need a little nudge in the right direction, you’re walking in the darkness and you’re all lost because you fallow blind leaders, and I am here tonight to set a few things right.
Martinez: What do you think he means by that?
Loydson: ...I haven’t the foggiest idea…
Luke: I’ve been in talks with the EWC over the past few weeks, and officially… as soon as the show went live… For one night only… Tonight... I... am the General Manager of Rampage.
Loydson: What the hell was Grizzly Duggan thinking?!
The crowd goes crazy! As Luke gives a somewhat evil grin into the camera.
Luke: Now, I’ve seen alot of great new young talent on this Ramage roster. But… I want to really see what they are made of. And in BORT Day two, that’s just what we are gonna do. Now, those of you who have matches tonight don’t worry I’m not gonna pull ya, I’m not gonna mix things around too much. Every match that was booked for this show will still happen… but I’m just gonna spice things up just a little bit. Ya see… I’m sure all of you remember, that some years back… The Undisputed Championship wasn’t being seen across all brands the way it is now, and I brought a certain belt to Rampage and declared it OUR World Championship, the Rampage World Championship! I came out here with the X-Division Championship and said to get ready to see the best in the world, because I was STAMPING Rampage Rated X! Now Hotlanta… What do you say… for one night only, we go old school and show em how we do it where we come from?
The crowd loses its mind!
Luke: Every single one of you in the back… get ready because every single match on the card tonight… is now X-Division rules! Oh yes… There will be blood.
Loydson: Can he do that?
Martinez: You’re absolutely right he can! This could have huge repercussions!
Luke: Oh, but we aren’t gonna stop there. There are two title matches on the card tonight and I feel like we need to raise the steaks just a little bit. First… We have Rampage’s prestigious United States Championship. In addition to X-Division rules… I want each and every one of these ropes taken off of this ring… and replaced with barbed wire because we are gonna have a barbed wire massacre, for the EWC United States Championship.
The crowd ERUPTS!!!
Loydson: Oh my God! Melody Malone!!!
Martinez: This could change the landscape of Rampage completely!
Luke: And in our Main Event… For the HBO Broadcast Championship, we are gonna take that belt and hang it above the ring, because I can’t think of a better way to Main Event a night of X-Division matches… than with an Ultimate X match for the EWC HBO Broadcast Championship! Let’s see who wants that belt more, because tonight you will TRULY have to prove you want to represent HBO, the EWC, and Rampage.
The crowd inside the State Farm center roars to it’s feet!
Luke: So all of you backstage, get your boots on, lace them up tight because TONIGHT! We are gonna see what you are REALLY made of! When you’re on the ground bleeding, your head pounding, and it hurts to breath… That is when you find out what you are really made of, because that’s baptism by fire! And when it’s over you will find an absolution within yourself that only your Messiah could provide you. Now… I have one last order of business I want to take care of. Our EWC Undisputed Champion… Ace King and Our X-Division Champion Killjoy Ito… and a crazy challenger by the name of Stitches the clown. There is a little Pay-Per-View taking place in a few days. With a rather important Main Event, where not only will the Undisputed Championship be on the line, but our beloved X-Division Championship as well. Now, I may no longer have any booking power after tonight… but I’ve been assured by the EWC that any ruling I make tonight will stand… even if it takes place later on. Ace King, Stitches, and Killjoy. Two falls, Three volatile personalities, lots of opportunities for something to go wrong. I want to make sure… without a shadow of a doubt that the best man wins that match! So… I’m going to give our normal officiating staff a break and put someone special in the stripes for that match. I would do it myself, but I don’t want to be accused of being biased towards my good friend Ace King.
HUGE Pop for Ace.
Luke: He’s great isn’t he? I should know, I never did get a one on one victory over him.
Luke stops and laughs as he clearly just took an impromptu left turn in his segment.
Luke: That man pinned me every single time I faced him… Damn it I really wanted to beat him!
Continuing to laugh, he shakes his head in disbelief that he could never get it done.
Luke: So! This match needs an official that I KNOW will be unbiased. That I KNOW, can not be intimidated. That I KNOW wont get pushed around. A no nonsense ref that has enough mental firepower to keep control of the match at all times. And… and can match the level of crazy coming from the competitors in the match. And in my mind, there was just one person for the job. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome back home to Rampage, where it all started…Atlanta’s own favorite Demon… My wife… Annabelle.
“Halloween Triumphat” by John Carpenter begins to play as the lights dim, a red hue starts to flicker throughout the arena as the crowd jumps to their feet. Smoke fills the stage as she slowly steps out a spotlight lands on her standing in the center of the stage smoke flowing around her. A new look Annabelle looks down into the camera as it slowly zooms in on her. Her icey blue eyes piercing through the smoke right into the souls of the people watching at home.
Gone is her skull face paint the world had grown accustomed to, and what we have now is a more goth looking Annabelle that more resembles a mentally unstable Jessica. Standing in all black, with a long black leather coat, and a short black top hat. An evil grin grows on her previously emotionless face.
Martinez: She’s baaaaaaaack… Philip, Annabelle has come home.
Loydson: Luke Wolfe didn’t just make waves, he just shook the foundation of Rampage and quite possibly the entire EWC! He's drunk with power!
The camera pans back to Annabelle who’s dark silhouette has shadowed her in the spotlight, creating a haunting image. Slowly her smile turns into an evil laugh, as she locks eyes with her HOF husband in the ring, and she nods to him, creating a very ominous scene as we fade to commercial.
Loydson: Did you just say cats wearing birthda...
Martinez: In our main event, Phoenix Winterborn takes on the dominating Asriel Buzzard for Buzzard's beloved HBO Broadcast Championship. This will be Asriel's 5th defense with the title. Any thoughts on that match Phil?
Loydson: I think as you said, Asriel Buzzard has been a dominating champion. There's just no stopping him right now and I think we end tonight with a successful defense.
Martinez: It's possible, but I think the Deacon might just be the edge Winterborn will need against Asriel Buzzard.
Loydson: And then in our semi main event, Melody Malone looks to defend her championship against Autumn Raven. This will be Malone's 4th defense.
Martinez: I have seen many say, Autumn Raven is looking the most intense she has ever looked. Some people are calling for an upset tonight. And I wouldn't be shocked to see it.
Loydson: The kid definitely has potential. We have seen Autumn stand toe to toe with people like Scorpio in the past on Rampage. But I don't think she's got enough to dethrone The Queen.
Martinez: And in our thir...
"Invincible" by Skillet interrupts the Loydson and Martinez on camera and they turn and look at each other with surprise as the crowd erupts!!!
Loydson: Hey!
Martinez: We ARE in Atlanta Georgia! And Luke Wolfe is here!!!
As “Invincible” by Skillet roars through the arena, the camera pans over the Hall of Famers hometown crowd. They jump to their feet, as he walks out on stage and they get even louder as he comes into view. Walking out, looking down at his feet, he makes his way out past the curtain and slowly lifts his head.
Martinez: This Hot-lanta crowd is deafening!
With the crowd at a fever pitch Luke gazes out into the crowd and smiles. Pulling one hand out of his pocket he holds up the “Too Sweet” hand gesture.
He starts his way down to the ring with a big smile on his face, slapping hands with fans along the ramp. He stalls at the base of the ramp infront of the ring and again gazes out into the sold out crowd. Shaking his head in disbelief of the reaction, he chuckles to himself. He quickly makes his way up the stairs and into the ring, and throws his arms open wide! Pausing for a moment, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he slowly lifts his hands and forms the diamond shape… and even though he isn’t wearing his normal gloves that would form the “Prophecy 1” logo the crowd recognizes the symbolism and responds in kind with the same gesture. A stage hand gives Luke a microphone as the music starts to fade out. He steps to the center of the ring…
Luke: Ladies and gentlemen… Your Messiah… Has returned.
His hometown Atlanta crowd ERUPTS as chants of “Messiah” begin to roar through the State Farm Arena.
“MES-SI-AH!!!”
“MES-SI-AH!!!”
“MES-SI-AH!!!”
“MES-SI-AH!!!”
“MES-SI-AH!!!”
Luke: You didn’t think Rampage was going to roll through Luke Wolfe country and I wasn’t going to show up did ya? This is MY town! These are MY people! And THIS is Rampage! The house that Luke Wolfe built!
Pausing for a moment as the fans pop for their hometown hero, Luke shakes his head, and waves his finger.
Luke: Oh no… no… NO! And I’m not just here to come out, wave, get a few cheap pops and leave. Tonight Atlanta, we are gonna make some waves. You see, I’ve been at home, and I’ve been watching. I told you I would be. I’m always… watching, and all of you in that locker room, you need a little course correction. You need a little nudge in the right direction, you’re walking in the darkness and you’re all lost because you fallow blind leaders, and I am here tonight to set a few things right.
Martinez: What do you think he means by that?
Loydson: ...I haven’t the foggiest idea…
Luke: I’ve been in talks with the EWC over the past few weeks, and officially… as soon as the show went live… For one night only… Tonight... I... am the General Manager of Rampage.
Loydson: What the hell was Grizzly Duggan thinking?!
The crowd goes crazy! As Luke gives a somewhat evil grin into the camera.
Luke: Now, I’ve seen alot of great new young talent on this Ramage roster. But… I want to really see what they are made of. And in BORT Day two, that’s just what we are gonna do. Now, those of you who have matches tonight don’t worry I’m not gonna pull ya, I’m not gonna mix things around too much. Every match that was booked for this show will still happen… but I’m just gonna spice things up just a little bit. Ya see… I’m sure all of you remember, that some years back… The Undisputed Championship wasn’t being seen across all brands the way it is now, and I brought a certain belt to Rampage and declared it OUR World Championship, the Rampage World Championship! I came out here with the X-Division Championship and said to get ready to see the best in the world, because I was STAMPING Rampage Rated X! Now Hotlanta… What do you say… for one night only, we go old school and show em how we do it where we come from?
The crowd loses its mind!
“YYYYEEEEAAAHHHH!!!”
Luke: Every single one of you in the back… get ready because every single match on the card tonight… is now X-Division rules! Oh yes… There will be blood.
Loydson: Can he do that?
Martinez: You’re absolutely right he can! This could have huge repercussions!
Luke: Oh, but we aren’t gonna stop there. There are two title matches on the card tonight and I feel like we need to raise the steaks just a little bit. First… We have Rampage’s prestigious United States Championship. In addition to X-Division rules… I want each and every one of these ropes taken off of this ring… and replaced with barbed wire because we are gonna have a barbed wire massacre, for the EWC United States Championship.
The crowd ERUPTS!!!
Loydson: Oh my God! Melody Malone!!!
Martinez: This could change the landscape of Rampage completely!
Luke: And in our Main Event… For the HBO Broadcast Championship, we are gonna take that belt and hang it above the ring, because I can’t think of a better way to Main Event a night of X-Division matches… than with an Ultimate X match for the EWC HBO Broadcast Championship! Let’s see who wants that belt more, because tonight you will TRULY have to prove you want to represent HBO, the EWC, and Rampage.
The crowd inside the State Farm center roars to it’s feet!
Luke: So all of you backstage, get your boots on, lace them up tight because TONIGHT! We are gonna see what you are REALLY made of! When you’re on the ground bleeding, your head pounding, and it hurts to breath… That is when you find out what you are really made of, because that’s baptism by fire! And when it’s over you will find an absolution within yourself that only your Messiah could provide you. Now… I have one last order of business I want to take care of. Our EWC Undisputed Champion… Ace King and Our X-Division Champion Killjoy Ito… and a crazy challenger by the name of Stitches the clown. There is a little Pay-Per-View taking place in a few days. With a rather important Main Event, where not only will the Undisputed Championship be on the line, but our beloved X-Division Championship as well. Now, I may no longer have any booking power after tonight… but I’ve been assured by the EWC that any ruling I make tonight will stand… even if it takes place later on. Ace King, Stitches, and Killjoy. Two falls, Three volatile personalities, lots of opportunities for something to go wrong. I want to make sure… without a shadow of a doubt that the best man wins that match! So… I’m going to give our normal officiating staff a break and put someone special in the stripes for that match. I would do it myself, but I don’t want to be accused of being biased towards my good friend Ace King.
HUGE Pop for Ace.
Luke: He’s great isn’t he? I should know, I never did get a one on one victory over him.
Luke stops and laughs as he clearly just took an impromptu left turn in his segment.
Luke: That man pinned me every single time I faced him… Damn it I really wanted to beat him!
Continuing to laugh, he shakes his head in disbelief that he could never get it done.
Luke: So! This match needs an official that I KNOW will be unbiased. That I KNOW, can not be intimidated. That I KNOW wont get pushed around. A no nonsense ref that has enough mental firepower to keep control of the match at all times. And… and can match the level of crazy coming from the competitors in the match. And in my mind, there was just one person for the job. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome back home to Rampage, where it all started…Atlanta’s own favorite Demon… My wife… Annabelle.
“Halloween Triumphat” by John Carpenter begins to play as the lights dim, a red hue starts to flicker throughout the arena as the crowd jumps to their feet. Smoke fills the stage as she slowly steps out a spotlight lands on her standing in the center of the stage smoke flowing around her. A new look Annabelle looks down into the camera as it slowly zooms in on her. Her icey blue eyes piercing through the smoke right into the souls of the people watching at home.
Gone is her skull face paint the world had grown accustomed to, and what we have now is a more goth looking Annabelle that more resembles a mentally unstable Jessica. Standing in all black, with a long black leather coat, and a short black top hat. An evil grin grows on her previously emotionless face.
Martinez: She’s baaaaaaaack… Philip, Annabelle has come home.
Loydson: Luke Wolfe didn’t just make waves, he just shook the foundation of Rampage and quite possibly the entire EWC! He's drunk with power!
The camera pans back to Annabelle who’s dark silhouette has shadowed her in the spotlight, creating a haunting image. Slowly her smile turns into an evil laugh, as she locks eyes with her HOF husband in the ring, and she nods to him, creating a very ominous scene as we fade to commercial.
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MATCH ONE
Moxie (0) VS Shaker Jones (0)
X DIVISION RULES BORT A BLOCK MATCH
REF: MIKE MICHAELSON
Martinez: After that huge announcement by Luke Wolfe... we now find ourselves at the opening match. This match will set the tone of the entire evening.
Chriqui: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a singles match to be held under X-Division rules. Introducing first hailing from Boston, Massachusetts. Weighing in at 230 pounds. Currently standing at 0 points. He is THE PUNK ROCK REBEL... SHAKER JONES!!!
'Rudie Can't Fail' sounds off through the loudspeakers. Shaker Jones comes walking down the stairs in the audience. He slaps high fives with fans as he makes his way ringside. He jumped over the barricade and rolls into the ring.
Chriqui: And his opponent hailing from London, England. Weighing in at 202 pounds. Currently standing at 0 points... 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.
Martinez: Shaker has both a height and a weight advantage over Moxie, but I'd argue Moxie is the better pure striker of the two.
Loydson: I would find myself hard-pressed to disagree with that statement.
DING DING DING
Moxie and Shaker step towards the center of the ring, but Shaker wastes no time spewing Asian mist in Moxie's face! X-Division rules! Shaker grabs the blinded Moxie up onto his shoulders and then swings him into a Shakermaker cutter! Mox's face smashes into the canvas and creates an implant from the mist. Moxie grabs the ropes to pull himself up while Shaker hits the opposite side and rebounds directly into Moxie with a Whipsmash Lariat over the top rope! Both men collapse to the outside. Shaker drags Moxie up and sends him into the ring-post. Shaker goes under the ring and finds a kendo stick. Shaker approaches Moxie and swings for the fences, but Moxie ducks! The kendo stick smashes against the ring-post and explodes! Moxie jumps into a forearm smash against Shaker's jaw that knocks him loopy. Moxie grabs Shaker into a vertical suplex, but releases Shaker and throws him forward onto the apron! Moxie's Crash Landing! Moxie begins to whip his eyes off on a rag he found under the ring.
Martinez: These two men are fighting their tails off to get those ever so important first points.
Moxie reaches up under the ring and procures a pair of knuckledusters. Shaker rolled back into the ring and is beginning to get to his feet. Moxie rolls in and rushes Shaker, going for a knockout haymaker. But Shaker ducks! Moxie spins into the ropes and comes at Shaker who quickly pops him up, and SUPER EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! FULTON REED! Moxie lands on his feet after the impact and hits the ropes, Moxie jumps into a punch with the knuckles that drops Shaker like a bag of puppies. They are both down!
Loydson: Whoever can get to their feet first, they will probably see themselves the winner.
Moxie climbs on top of Shaker, in a mounted position. He starts to punch Shaker directly in the jaw repeatedly with the knuckles. Moxie throws off the knuckles and switches to elbow strikes on Shaker's head. Mike Michaelson is powerless as Moxie busts Shaker open and Shaker begins to bleed like a water facet. Moxie yells in Shaker's face, "YOU SPIT ON ME?!", and Shaker spits his own blood on Moxie's face. Moxie ups the strikes and Shaker completely stops defending himself. Moxie drags Shaker up into a pumphandle, and then lifts him into a reverse STO. Moxie's Endgame sees Shaker's face smashed against the canvas. Moxie rolls over Shaker, and makes a deadweight cover as his own adrenaline has ran out.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Your winner via pinfall & currently sitting at 2 points... MOXIE!!!
Moxie is helped to his feet by Mike Michaelson. Moxie's hand is raised high, his face still mostly covered in mist outside of where he wiped off his eyes. Moxie stumbles a bit when Michael lets go of his hand but he has his footing. Moxie looks directly into the hardcam, he knows what match is next. A rematch with Melody Malone. On the other side of the ring, Shaker Jones has shoved off help and gotten to his feet using the ropes. Shaker's face is covered in blood and he stumbles over to Moxie. Shaker shoves Moxie and tells him very plainly, this isn't over.
Martinez: A brutal hard hitting match to open BORT Day 2. Luke Wolfe wasn't kidding, there was blood! Moxie picks up his first 2 points of the tournament and is looking down a rematch with Melody Malone. A StrangleMania title rematch if Malone beats Autumn Raven.
Loydson: Shaker Jones really put up a fight, kid has nothing to be ashamed up. But Moxie was just driven more for that win, knowing the night fight he has... he'll need all the momentum he can get.
MATCH TWO
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal (0) VS Iggy Swango (0)
X DIVISION RULES BORT B BLOCK MATCH
REF: PIERCE PATTERSON
Chriqui: The following match is being held under X-Division Rules. Introducing first from New Orleans, Louisiana. Weighing in at 135 pounds. Currently at 0 points... ALEX "BULLET" CARBAJAL!!!
The lights dim and the Shieldmaidens motto “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes over the Tron as guitar stabs ring out. Concrete Blonde’s “God Is A Bullet” starts up in earnest and Bullet makes her way out to the stage by herself. She's got a crowbar in her left hand, and a baseball bat in her right hand. She's ready to take full advantage of X-Division rules.
Chriqui: And her opponent. Hailing from The Pleasure Palace. Weighing in at 148 pounds. Currently at 0 points. Lady Stardust... IGGY SWANGO!!!
The guitar strums of "Moonage Daydream" echo through the arena as the lights dim low. Strobe lights begin to flash on stage. Soon, Iggy Swango walks from behind the curtain as smog engulfs her. She pauses, adjusts her sun glasses, before making her way down the ramp
Its a slow deliberate walk, as she is clearly vibing to the music. After entering the ring, She looks up to the ceiling, and throws her hands up in a classic rock and roll pose
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.
Martinez: Bullet spoke in length about the things DSR said about her and her Maiden sisters, and she seems ready for a war.
Loydson: And I know Iggy is more than willing to give her one.
DING DING DING
With the bell, Iggy instantly rolls out of the ring. Smart enough than to charge someone with two weapons. Bullet drops the crowbar, and holds up the bat. Telling Iggy to come face her 'justicia'. Iggy reaches up under the apron and finds a kendo stick. She rolls back in with it, and this is about to kick off!
Martinez: HERE COMES THE WAR!
Iggy and Bullet charge each other, Bullet swings het bad at catches Iggy's thigh. Iggy pops Bullet on the side of the head with the kendo. Both drop their weapon. Bullet stumbles backwards grabbing her head, Iggy limps backwards grabbing her thigh. They shake it off and lean into each other with viscous strikes. Bullet smashes Iggy with a elbow, Iggy fires back a European uppercut. Bullet lands a midkick and Iggy lands a chop. They keep going back and forth back and forth for what feels like three minutes! Iggy quickly spins around and then jumps backwards into a hip attack Bullet never saw coming. Bullet stumbles backwards and falls into her corner. Iggy approaches but Bullet spins out and catches Iggy on the forehead with the crowbar! Iggy's forehead is gashed open and her face is a crimson mask in minutes. Bullet hits Iggy in the back of the head wit the crowbar and Iggy falls limp.
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TWO... KICKOUT BY IGGY SWANGO
Bullet can't believe it, the crowd can't believe it. Bullet mounts Iggy and begins to elbow her in the face. The match is suddenly looking a lot like Shaker Vs Moxie.
Loydson: Iggy could be done for in this one.
Bullet rains down the blows, just one after another another another. Bullet gets off Iggy and drags her up by her hair. Bullet snatches Iggy's hair and knees her in the side of the head. Repeatedly. Just knee after knee, after knee. Bullet takes a back and grabs Iggy around the waist. Bullet grabs Iggy's arm and ripcords her around but Iggy rolls under the elbow and takes a back on Bullet! Iggy ripcords Bullet around and hits a roundhouse kick! Bullet stumbles back, Iggy leans into her with a European uppercut. Another European uppercut. LEG LARIAT! Bullet rolls over to her knees, Iggy behind her. Iggy grabs Bullet in a side-headlock and rips her back into a reverse snap DDT! Iggy drags Bullet up to her knees by her hair, before punching her directly in the mouth and dragging her into a cradle hold. Iggy drops the cradle into a DDT and Bullet's face lands flush with the canvas. Noise Pollution! Iggy covers!
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DING DING DING
Chriqui: Your winner via pinfall & currently sitting at 2 points... IGGY SWANGO!!!
Iggy gets to her feet, Peirce Patterson hands her a rag and she wipes off her face and applies pressure to her wound. Iggy flips off Bullet as Bullet rolls out of the ring and is helped to the back by medical staff. Bullet shoves the staff off and falls to her knees on the stage, she can be heard cussing at Iggy and promising 'justicia'. Brian Spade joins Iggy in the ring.
Brian Spade: Congrats on the win there Iggy, uh how are you feeling?
Iggy Swango: Like I am going to need stitches... but that doesn't matter Brian! Soul Love went gold, I have my first two points of the tournament! It was a good week.
Brian Spade: Do you have any words for your opponent next episode? You face Phoenix Winterborn. A man you have tangled with many times before.
Iggy Swango: Yea. Winterborn I hope you win the HBO Broadcast Championship so after I beat you again next episode, it'll be an even better week for me.
Brian Spade: Is that all?
Iggy Swango: No. Did you see that match? I took a baseball bat to the thigh and I am not even bruising! The power of the thigh master. Get yours today!
The crowd pops and starts chanting THICC THIGHS and THIGH MASTER. Iggy laughs and exits the ring.
Martinez: Iggy Swango with her first two points of the tournament, her album went gold and she got to shill her sponsor. It was indeed a good week.
Loydson: Bullet had Iggy on the ropes, but she got too confident and lost focus. But I don't think Bullet is done looking for justice, and Iggy certainly isn't gonna hide from Bullet. We'll see these kids at it again. I am sure of it.
MATCH THREE
Orion Wentworth (0) VS Ryo Hazama (2)
X DIVISION RULES BORT A BLOCK MATCH
REF: MIKE MICHAELSON
Chriqui: The following match is being held under X-Division Rules. Introducing first hailing from Houston, Texas. Weighing in at 139 pounds. Currently at 0 points, THE PSYCHO BITCH... ORION WENTWORTH!!!
"Remember Everything" by Savannah Dexter suddenly starts playing as Orion Samson steps out onto the stage with her wife Isabelle right by her side. They stand at thee top, look out at the audience before descending down the ramp. When Orion reaches the bottom, she gives Isabelle a kiss before slipping into the ring. She stands on the turnbuckle while posing for the fans.
Chriqui: And her opponent hailing from Roppongi, Tokyo, Japan. weighing in at 235 pounds. Currently at 2 points. THE DEVIL OF RAMPAGE... RYO HAZAMA!!!
"My War" by SHINSEI KAMATTE CHAN goes off like an explosion, drawing the crowd into a hateful frenzy. The camera cannot find where Ryo Hazama is. When he appears, it's because he's hanging off one of the production rafters. The Avaricious One gazes down upon the audience, a clear act from his egocentric mind. Without no warning, he spreads his arms, where bursts of colorful smoke pops from several gebs scattered among the arena--scaring the audience members. With a long cackle, Hazama finds his way down to the stage and he makes his way down the ramp. As he does, he massages his jawline, taking up the camera's attention. He then rises onto the nearest turnbuckle and poses again, soaking into the atmosphere. He furthers this pleasure by laying across the turnbuckle and slinking down to the mat like a snake. He massages the mat before rising up creepily. From there, he eyes the nearest camera, not at all focused on the audience and their baleful noise.
Martinez: Orion has promised to show a more hateful side of herself, and Ryo Hazama is at this point in time literally walking hate. This one will get ugly.
Loydson: No doubt about that one.
DING DING DING
With the sound of the bell, Hazama and Wentworth but stare each other down. Wentworth seems unmoved at the weight different between her and Hazama, and she calls for a shoulder/collar tie-up. Hazama laughs and moves in, but Orion shifts gears and slaps the hell out of Hazama. Hazama grabs his jaw and laughs, Orion does it a second time. A third slap. A forth slap. Orion drags Hazama up onto her shoulders and drops him into a Samoan drop. Hazama has stopped laughing. He pulls himself to his feet, and then slaps Orion hard enough to spin her around. With her back turned to Hazama, he is able to grab her and spin into an Olympic slam. Orion rolls out of the ring and grabs a softball bat from under the ring. Hazama laughs again, and then rolls out of the other side. He pulls out a table and begins to set it up.
Martinez: Both competitors have some cruel intentions coming up.
Orion rolls back into the ring, she slaps her bat against the canvas twice. reaches back under the ring, and then throws a coil of barbed wire into the ring. His hand is cut open, but he just rolls in. Hazama picks up the barbed wire and wraps it around his fist, digging into his own flesh but giving himself a strong weapon. He laughs, Orion smirks back. They engage. Orion connects against Hazama's face with the bat, but Hazama follows through and punches Orion in the face. The barbed wire slicing her cheek and causing her to bleed. Hazama stumbles backwards. Orion swings and connects against his face again, sending him into the ropes. On the rebound Orion swings again but this time Hazama ducks the bat and then spins around into a spinning back-fist that cuts Orion's other cheek! Hazama jumps up into an enziguri. Orion stumbles backwards, Hazama gets to his feet. Orion jumps into a dropkick that snaps Hazama's head back!
Loydson: Orion and Ryo aren't holding back anything in this one.
Ryo rolls out onto the apron, Orion smashes her back into his back and Ryo almost falls off through the table. Orion drops the bat and joins him on the apron, she punches him in the jaw and lifts him onto her shoulders. Ryo shimmies off and back into the ring, he grabs Orion in a chokehold! Ryo pulls Orion back over the ropes and hoists her into a torture rack. That's not his move, what is he doing? Hazama laughs as he spins Orion around and throws her into a driver out of the ring through the table! ACE KING'S BLACKJACK BOMB!? Hazama unwraps the barbed wire from his hands, and rolls out of the ring. Hazama drags Orion up by her hair and wraps the barbed wire around her throat and begins to laugh as he chokes Orion. Then the sick son of a bitch begins to twist the wire into Orion's throat... OH MY GOD! Orions's wife Isabelle tells the ref to stop it, she's throwing in the towel!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Your winner via forfeit & currently sitting at 4 points... RYO HAZAMA!!!
Isabella pulls the wire from Orion's throat and holds her wife closely. Hazama laughs, well up until Isabella slaps him. After that he changes into more of a smirk and walks off smirking the entire time. Isabella helps Orion up and then make their way to the medial office backstage.
Martinez: Orion gave her all, and she showed her violent side... but Ryo Hazama is a literal devil.
Loydson: Can't take anything from Orion there. I don't think anyone can stop Hazama right now.
Backstage a very irate Gideon Gage can be seen throwing things.
GIDEON: WHERE IS THAT BEARDED FUCK. I DIDN'T AGREE TO THIS!
Brian Spade rounds the corner, sees Gideon on a rampage and quickly turns the other way sneaking off. Gideon makes his way to Duggan's door and sends his fist through it.
GIDEON: KNOCK KNOCK. OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR.
Grizzly Duggan rounds the corner, drinking from a can of chicken noodle soup with a straw. Brian Spade is with him.
Duggan: Oh for fucks sake. First Scorpio breaks my door last year. Now you this year? Leave my door alone! I was in the kitchen.
Gage turns around and slaps Duggan's soup of out his hands.
GIDEON: You bearded fuck! Don't accuse me of things I didn't do! And I am a Libra not a Scorpio! I didn't sign up for an X-Division Match! You're trying to get me injured! Well good fucking luck! I am going to snap Tommy Burton's legs clean off and then I am coming back to shove them up your bearded ass!
With that, Gage stomps off for his match. Grizzly Duggan yells after him as he leaves.
Duggan: I didn't make the match dipshit! And I am fining you 10K dollars for that soup!!!
MATCH FOUR
Gideon Gage (2) VS Tommy Burton (0)
BORT B BLOCK MATCH
REF: PIERCE PATTERSON
Chriqui: Introducing first hailing from Topeka, Kansas. Standing at 273 pounds. Currently at 2 points... GIDEON GAGE!!!
Gideon Gage comes out onto the stage. He barely even pays attention to the fans all booing him as he heads down the ramp. He enters the ring, and roars out at the crowd as pyro goes off from the ring posts. He can be heard mumbling about "that bearded fuck".
Chriqui: And his opponent hailing from New Brunswick, Canada. Weighing in at 209 pounds. Currently at 0 points. THE INMATE... TOMMY BURTON!!!
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.
As the 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, dropping it to the mat, he once again clenches his hands together… “Let’s do this”
Martinez: Gideon Gage is in a bad mood, and Tommy Burton looks ready for a fight. Let's get it on!
Loydson: This could be over quickly.
DING DING DING
With that bell, Tommy and Gideon both immediately rush each other. Gideon shoulder blocks Tommy back into his corner but Tommy explodes out and headbutts Gideon between the eyes. Causing Gideon's wound to bleed again. Gideon shoves Tommy backwards into a corner and hits a quick avalanche. Gideon drags Tommy out by his throat but Tommy palm strikes Gideon in the throat. Tommy hits a combo of two palm strikes to Gideon's throat followed by another headbutt. Gideon stumbles backwards, Tommy spins into a Chin Check but Gideon jumps backwards. Gideon leaps into a SGS against the back of Tommy's head! Tommy is spun instead out.
Martinez: Shades of what happened against Josh Gavin!
Gideon drags Tommy up to his feet, and then flapjacks him up. Tommy hits hard and begins to get to his feet, Gideon hits the ropes and comes in with a 2nd SGS to the back of Tommy's head.
Loydson: I think that's all she wrote.
Gideon drags Tommy up and lifts him to his shoulder before dropping him into a FINISHER ENGAGED. Gideon makes a heart hearted cover.
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Your winner via pinfall & currently sitting at 4 points... GIDEON GAGE!!!
Gideon Gage wipes off his forehead and then wipes his blood all over Tommy's face. Gideon plants a boot on Tommy's chest and then literally grabs Tommy's ankle and tries to tear his leg off. Medical staff and refs stop Gideon and he leaves after throwing a few around. Tommy Burton is helped to his feet and he limps in place as he watches Gideon leave.
Martinez: Gideon Gage is absolutely insane. But he is a man of his word, he tried to take Duggan Tommy's leg.
Loydson: Honestly the fact Tommy made it about five minutes is a miracle to me... So good job kid. Maybe next time you'll go 10 and tire Gideon out for the win.
Rampage goes backstage, and to the growing misfortune of the people watching the show, sentient micstand Brian Spade is the first image to be greeting them.
Brian Spade: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Jackson Knight.
The camera would pan out, and to the joy of many it would no longer be filled with the face of Brian Spade but instead that of Jackson Knight who looked ready as he ever was for the match ahead.
Brian Spade: Jackson, if you don't mind me asking, after a big win last time around, how are you feeling going into this week's match?
Jackson Knight: I'm confident, you really have to be in this business. But kidding aside, last week I got two important points, and this week I got the chance to put my name forward as one of the frontrunners in the BORT. To be able to do that when you have so many big names in this tournament, that's a big shot I cannot pass up.
Brian Spade: Of course four points are going to be the main goal, but your opponent Ezra James will undoubtedly be looking for the same performance. Having won last week, and looking to win this week, too. You're both effectively vying for the same spot, does that add extra tension to this match?
Jackson Knight: There's no doubt about it, we're both rookies too, just a few matches into our EWC careers. Ezra's got his goals and will want to show that he's among the best, as will I. But I gotta be confident and say that tonight Ezra's going to come up against a fellow rookie who is just a few steps ahead of him... No offense.
Nodding along intently to what the young superstar had to say, Spade would quickly decide upon the next question he wanted to ask.
Brian Spade: Ezra went into detail about the injuries you sustained prior to coming to the EWC, how does it feel having an opponent that seemingly has no issues targeting what many perceive as one of your biggest weaknesses?
Laughing a little, Jackson would straighten his dreadlocks. Little in the way of worry, if anything it might seem that the words from Spade had the opposite effect.
Jackson Knight: Listen Spade, and everyone else watching right now. If I wasn't confident of my knee being in perfect condition, then I wouldn't be here fighting, I'd instead be out in the gym getting better. You can think this brace is showing off a weakness, that I'm painting a big target for anyone to attack. But if Ezra wants to try, then good luck to him, I genuinely wish him luck if he thinks that my knee is his ticket to a victory. Our match is X-Division rules now, so he's got even more juice to work with.. so I want him to try, because he'll be plowed into the mat before he even gets close to hurting me.
Taking the microphone from the interviewer, Jackson would focus himself onto the camera. Face to Face with no distractions.
Jackson Knight: So if you're watching James, I hope you have more of a gameplan planned for me. Because if you don't, well, then this super rookie's just going to go and get those four points without a care in the world. I'm in this tournament not just to win the BORT, not just to get a chance to win a title, but most importantly to prove myself to the world that I am here on Rampage because I have a ticket and am not afraid of cashing it in on myself. I have fought through injuries, I have spent the last twenty-five years proving people wrong in everything i've done, and I'm here tonight to do it again like i've done in every match thus far.
Pointing down at the brace on his knee, the camera would follow to focus on it.
Jackson Knight: If you lock onto that knee, you're never going to see yourself losing...
Bringing the camera back to face level, he'd smile confidently with no fear in his eyes. We can hear his theme begin to play.
Jackson Knight: J.E.K. Out.
MATCH FIVE
Ezra James (2) VS Jackson Knight Jr (2)
BORT A BLOCK MATCH
REF: MIKE MICHAELSON
Chriqui: The following match is being being held under X-Division Rules and it is a BORT A Block match. Introducing first hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Weighing in at 200 pounds. Currently at 2 points. J.E.K... 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.
Chriqui: And his opponent hailing from The Birthplace of Fear and Loathing. Weighing in at 220 pounds. Currently at 2 points... EZRA JAMES!!!
The arena turns dark, the screens begin to glow a dark red which bathe the entire arena in the color that’s when the opening notes of Xandria's metal opera 'Nightfall' storm out over the PA system. Just as the guitar gets going out from the back steps out Ezra James, Violent M.D wearing his normal ring attire, 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.
Martinez: Ezra James and Jackson Knight Jr. They are of similar builds of similar mindsets. Win this match, give yourself 4 points.
Loydson: It really is a toss up between which of these kids want it the most, but whichever can dig deeper.. that's the one who will be the winner.
DING DING DING
With the start of the bell, Ezra keeps his word and sprints at Jackson. Ezra jumps into a big missile dropkick to Jackson's leg. Ezra instantly rolls out of the ring while Jackson grabs at his hurt leg. Ezra grabs a kendo stick and swings in smacking Jackson's leg. Then Ezra throws two chairs in the ring. Ezra rolls back in and whacks Jackson across the side of his face with the kendo stick twice, causing Jackson to fall into the corner. Ezra drops the kendo stick and sets up one of the chairs. Ezra gets to his feet, but James kicks his leg and hits a massive forearm strike to the side of Jackson's head. Ezra James drags Jackson up and over into a vertical suplex and then quickly shuffles his feet backwards to drop Jackson's head onto the seat of the chair with a brainbuster. Necessary Brain Surgery. Ezra covers.
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Ezra mounts Jackson and hits a few quick forearm strikes before rolling out of the ring again.
Martinez: Jackson Knight Jr needs this breather to compose himself and get back in this one.
Ezra James grabs a table and slides it into the ring. He follows after it. Ezra begins to stop Jackson in the chest and then he turns his attention to setting up the table. Jackson grabs the broken chair, and uses it to stand himself up. He smashes it into the back of Ezra's head. Ezra stumbles backwards and Jackson hits him in the base of the skull with a forearm. Ezra falls sideways and rolls out of the ring trying to recover. Jackson hits the ropes and rebounds out into a suicide dive on Ezra! Jackson goes under the ring and gets his own kendo stick. He brings the stick down across Ezra's back and the stick snaps in half. Ezra screams out in agony. Jackson rolls him back into the ring and goes for the cover.
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Jackson pulls Ezra up to his knees, takes a few steps backwards and then jumps into a shining wizard. Ezra moves out of the way and Jackson crashes to the canvas. Jackson gets to his feet but cannot protect himself before Ezra hits an uppercut into his groin.
Loydson: WAM. That'll that Jackson out. Haymaker to the Babymaker!
Jackson falls down onto the table, grabbing at his groin before falling to his back with the table falling on top of him. Ezra James grabs the second chair and brings it smashing down on Jackson's face. Once, twice, thrice! Jackson's face is now a crimson mask, Ezra makes the cover.
ON... KICKOUT BY JACKSON KNIGHT JR!
Ezra James cannot believe his eyes. Jackson gets to his feet and starts screaming, but the adrenaline quickly fails and he falls down to his knees. Ezra James pops Jackson up, and then jumps into a jawbreaker. You’re gonna want Novocaine! Ezra covers!
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DING DING DING
Chriqui: Your winner via pinfall & currently sitting at 4 points... EZRA JAMES!!!
Ezra James stands tall and raises his own hand. He rolls from the ring and says one thing. "Bring on Ryo Hazama". Jackson Knight Jr is helped up by Mike Michaelson. Jackson pushes off Mike and can stand on his own will. He looks both dejected, and proud in his performance. There's a long BORT ahead. He's not out of this one yet.
Martinez: Great back and forth match with Ezra James and Jackson Knight Jr. Ezra was the winner this night, but cannot take anything from Jackson.
Loydson: A lowblow can take just about any man down. Add in getting your hair smashed in. It's amazing he can even leaven on his own accord.
We head to the backstage area as Brian Spade takes the floor.
Spade: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Brian Spade, and my guest this evening is the "Harbinger of Destruction" Josh Gavin."
A cheer elicits from the crowd as Josh Gavin saunters into frame.
Gavin: "HELLLOOOOO RAMPAGE! I do love a crazy crowd, don't you, uh..."
Spade: "Uh?"
Gavin: "Uh... You?"
Spade: "Brian Spade."
Gavin: "Yeah! David Spade. I definitely knew that. Josh Gavin, nice to meet you."
Gavin extends a hand, and Spade hesitantly takes it as Gavin shakes his hand with boundless enthusiasm.
Spade: "With that in mind, Josh Gavin you fought valiantly against Gideon Gage. But in the end, the referee called for the bell and you're now in round 2 with no points to your name. Going into a match with arguably an even tougher opponent in the Titaness, how are you taking this?"
Gavin: "Well... I won't pretend I'm not a little miffed that the referee underestimated me. I mean, sure, it looked pretty bad. But I'm JOSH GAVIN, BABY! I can take a few lickins' and keep on tickin' if you get my drift. And I'm not going to live in a fantasy world where this doesn't look pretty bad for Josh Gavin. I mean, I went to WAR with Giddy and even if the loss was a little flakey, fact is I couldn't get the job done. So now HERE I AM... MONO E MONO... With the Titaness. Sammy's got more experience than Giddy, and she knows what it takes to be a success here i in the EWC. But you know what? I'm still confident. Because I have heart. I see my goal, I see my DREAM right in FRONT OF ME! And I see it slipping away, and THAT... Is going to motivate me more than ever. Sammy's good... But on this night, ON THIS NIGHT... I have to be better. I have to be the hungriest I have EVER BEEN because if I don't... When the hell do you think I'll get another shot like this? A chance to be called Rampage's best? To get the attention of the Ace KING himself? I said I would stand across the ring from the Undisputed Champion, and when I make a promise, I keep it. I REFUSE... To throw away my shot. I don't care if I gotta go through Samanther Hamilton to do it... I don't care if it's X-Division rules... This is the day that I say that I'll be back... Back in it with the BORT, with two points to my name... Soon you'll see."
Gavin walks off, singing to himself.
Gavin: ♪ Da da da-da-da, da da-da da die yada-da, da-da-die-ya-daaaaa ♪
We open up backstage. The camera stops in front of a door, and the crowd pops when we see it's Samantha Hamilton's locker room. The door is opened as Sam grins, finding herself looking at not only a few camera men, but Brian Spade.
Spade: Got a few moments to spare?
Hamilton: Definitely a few.
Sam glances past Spade, looking towards the direction of the ring.
Hamilton: It was real cute hearing certain people. Not just Gavin. Malone, sweetie. Lord, I must live in your head rent free. Anyway, if I were constantly hitting a wall ... I wouldn't have earned anything this season. You, of all people, should know and understand that shit.
Her head shakes as she chuckles.
Hamilton: I could go on and on with addressing her, but thankfully, I'm not gonna. Contrary to what many are trying to insist, my focus is here. Honestly, it's a lame and half-assed thing to try to use against me; that I'm too occupied to focus. Why? Because me and Xavier earned a chance to gain the Tag Team Championships? Bitches, please. Come back with something that actually matters.
As for you, Gavin, I actually don't think I have every single little thing figured out. I'm not that cocky. But ... I do have enough figured out to leave our fight with two more points. If anything, you tried to sound like you had me figured all out. Ironic much?
Sam waves her hand as she dismisses Spade. He nods and leaves, along with the other cameramen. Camera fades / we now return to .. etc
MATCH SIX
Josh Gavin (0) VS Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton (2)
BORT B BLOCK MATCH
REF: PIERCE PATTERSON
Chriqui: The following match is held under X-Division Rules and is a BORT B Block Match. Introducing first hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at 245 pounds. Currently at 0 points. The "Harbinger of Destruction"... JOSH GAVIN!!!
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 hailing from Ft. Lauderdale, FL. Weighing in at 145 pounds. Currently at 2 points... SAMANATHA "THE TITATNESS" HAMILTON!!!
'Indestructible' by Disturbed blares over the PA system. As it does, we see the forms of The Titaness, her husband, Joseph "Orion" Hunter, and 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love all standing at the top of the ramp. The Titaness saunters down the ramp, flanked by Joseph on one side and Tommy on the other.
When she finally gets to the ropes, the Titaness will slip through the middle and top ropes, waiting patiently for the bell.
Martinez: Hamilton Vs Gavin. This should be a good one. Gavin has Hamilton by a 100 pounds, but Hamilton arguably has him in fight.
Loydson: LETS GO HAMILTON!!!
DING DING DING
With the sound of the bell, Josh and Sam both carefully circle the other. Neither is wanting to rush here and lose those important two points. Sam finally makes her move, kicking Josh in his inner thigh and grabbing on a headlock. Sam sends Josh into the ropes, and on the rebound catches him flush with a superkick. Josh takes a few steps backwards to compose himself. Hamilton grabs his arm and sends him into the ropes for another Irish Whip. On the rebound Sam goes for a superkick, but Josh Gavin jumps backwards. Sam misses and falls to her butt. Josh jumps into a beautiful crossbody with a cover. Sam is however able to use Josh's momentum to roll into a cover on him!
ON... KICKOUT BY JOSH GAVIN.
Sam rushes at the ropes and rebounds off towards Josh lookin for a spear. The bigger Josh stops her however by flooring her with a monster European uppercut that flips her inside out. Josh drags Hamilton up and headbutts her between the eyes before taking a back and ripping her into a German suplex. Sam rolls out of the ring to collect her thoughts with Tommy Love.
Martinez: Josh Gavin has taken control of this match!
Tommy Love hands Sam a chair, he can be heard telling her to dig deep. It's X-Division rules. Sam takes the chair and bangs it against the apron. She lets out a frustrated grunt before rolling in to the ring with the chair to face Josh. Josh eyes the chair cautiously, but Sam throws it at him. Josh jumps out of the way but it was a diversion. Sam rushes Josh and hits a big spear that shoves them into the corner. Sam backs up and starts kicking Josh repeatedly in the body before hitting a Big Boot into Josh's face. Josh grabs Hamilton by her throat to force their way out of the corner. He lifts Hamilton and drops her with a chokeslam. Sam gets up to her feet, but she cannot stop Josh from jumping into a quick cutter! INFERNO CUTTER OUT OF NOWHERE! Josh makes the cover!
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... TOMMY LOVE BREAKS UP THE PIN BY SMASHING THE CHAIR INTO THE BACK OF JOSH'S HEAD.
Loydson: Tommy Love saves Hamilton and those 2 points!
Josh gets to his feet, seething with rage. He grabs Tommy by the throat and spikes him down with a chokeslam. Josh drags Tommy up and hits a second chokeslam. Josh drags Tommy up a third time and throw him over the top rope to the outside. Josh turns back to Sam and is met by the chair smashing against his face. Sam pulls back and smashes it against Josh's face a second time. Josh falls to a knee and Sam drops the chair. Sam pulls his head between her legs, underhooks the arms and jumps backwards into a pedigree! Josh's face slams into the chair on impact. Wrath Of The Titans! Sam covers!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Your winner via pinfall & currently sitting at 4 points... SAMANTHA "THE TITANESS" HAMILTON!!!
Sam rolls out of the ring and helps Tommy up. The two hold each other up and carry each other to the back. Josh Gavin is out in the ring like a lightbulb from those repeated chair shots and super finisher. Medical staff help him to his feet and to the back. Josh comes to on the apron, and he looks pissed as they walk to the back.
Martinez: Josh Gavin had that match won, but in a match with no DQs you can bet Tommy Love will get involved.
Loydson: it's smart by Tommy and Hamilton, but I am sure Josh is livid and wanting a rematch.
The feed goes backstage, with the crowd mostly cheering as Undisputed Champion Ace King strides through State Farm Arena. Rampage interviewer Brian Spade is close behind, microphone sticking out in front of ‘The Gambler.’
Brian Spade: Ace, obviously another blockbuster announcement here tonight as it relates to Uprising XXI this Wednesday, your thoughts on that?
The Undisputed Champion stops dead in his tracks, pausing to look at Spade with an arched eyebrow.
Ace King: Honestly? I still need answers... and I’m going to find them.
He continues his purposeful stride through the backstage area, then pauses in front of a door reading “FNR GM”, though it looks like it’s scribbled by a 14.5 year old. Ace also notices a large hole in the door, about the size of a big fist. Ace looks in both directions before knocking on the door, his expression a bit uneasy. The door slowly opens on its own, complete with a predictable ominous creak. As the camera pans in over Ace’s shoulder the chair behind the desk is turned with it’s back to the door. As Ace takes a couple steps in, he gets a tap on his shoulder just out of camera shot…
Luke: Ace… Ace what are ya doin?
Wolfe looks into the office that is seemingly empty.
Luke: Yeah, I’ve never been much of an office guy. I haven’t even sat in the chair. And then someone punched a hole in the door I guess.
The Undisputed Champion is momentarily dumbfounded by what he’s seeing in the office as he slowly turns to face his friend, the very Hall of Famer he inducted just months ago.
Ace King: While it’s good to see you, I… have questions about that particular announcement of yours.
The Champion is a bit upright as his eyes scan the room.
Luke: What’s got you all jumpy Champ? Your eyes are bouncing all over the room. Relax, I’m not here to come take your title. I’m not here ta jump ya, or light you on fire. Trust me alright, there’s nothing underhanded going on here.
The Undisputed Champion looks around the room for a moment, taking extra time to let .
Ace King: I did retire you here, didn’t I?
A raised eyebrow accompanies the remark, as does a thin smirk reserved only for friends. However, it’s not long before Ace’s serious side takes over again.
Ace King: Look, at least partially knowing Annabelle, I somewhat get it, and I know you’re not doing it to piss me off… I guess I wish I could do this without the spectre of the guest referee after StrangleMania, especially given all we’ve been through…
Luke pauses for a moment to collect his thoughts…
Luke: Look... I didn’t have anything to do with Stranglemania. What happened at that show was none of my doing. I watched the Hell you went through that night, and I’ve got more respect for you and what you have done than anyone else in this business. But tonight… is not about you. Tonight, is about me returning to set a little course correction for this company, for this brand, and for this business. You don’t understand, Uprising isn’t about Annabelle, and it’s not about you, it’s not about Killjoy, and it’s not about Stitches. It’s the beginning of so much more. You have to learn to look at the bigger picture, to look beyond the horizon. You see, that’s the problem, none of you can see anything past what is right in front of you. I assure you, Annabelle is an important piece to this puzzle, and to the future going forward. You have to understand… There are bigger things happening here, than me and you.
Ace appears somewhat irritated by the response, looking away for a moment to process what he’s heard before bringing his focus back to ‘The Messiah.’
Ace King: Look, I know you’ve always seen things differently than everyone else, and that’s part of what made you one of the best to ever compete here… But you’re also not in the heat of the moment anymore, and right now, your vision doesn’t allow you to see the ramifications of your actions.
The Undisputed Champion takes a half-step backward to allow himself the room to breathe, though his gaze doesn’t leave the Hall of Famer.
Ace King: You know I consider you a friend, but the Gospel According To Luke doesn’t hold the same meaning it once did, and the second you announced Annabelle for Uprising, you did make it about me… but I’m going to make sure it doesn’t matter, because I’m going to walk out as a double champion again.
Luke: Fair enough… But Ace, it would be best to stay on Annabelle’s good side… I would hate to see her become upset with you.
The 2020 Hall of Famer flashes a sly grin at the Undisputed Champion. Clearly irritated Ace turns and walks away. The camera lingers on Luke for a bit longer, as the chair begins to spin around in the office behind him. As the chair makes full rotation, we find out it is Annabelle sitting in the chair.
Annabelle: You still think this is going to work?
Without turning his gaze away from the Champion walking off into the distance, he responds to his wife’s inquiry.
Luke: If you’re good at anticipating the human mind… it leaves nothing to chance.
Annabelle folds her hands and places them on the table lowering her head.
Annabelle: You still believe in him don’t you?
Luke: ...Yes…
Luke Wolfe shuts the office door, light splashes in from the hole in the door and we fade to...
MATCH SEVEN
Autumn Raven (0) VS Queen Melody Malone (2)
BARBED WIRE MASSARCE A BLOCK BORT MATCH FOR EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP
REF: TOYO YASAHIRO
Chriqui: The following match is held under barbed wire massacre rules. The ring ropes will be wrapped in three layers of barbed wire. This match is an A Block BORT Match and is for the EWC United States Championship. Introducing first, she is the challenger hailing from The City Of Angels. Weighing in at 125 pounds. Currently at 0 points. THE BEAUTIFUL PSYCHOPATH... AUTUMN RAVEN!!!
The tron plays a scene of the hollywood walk of fame going by slowly, the shadow of a raven seen over each and every star that’s there. As you hear the lyrics ‘Your stars burned out for good, somewhere in Hollywood’, the shadow flies into the one star without a name, writing out Autumn’s name on it, the star turning to a dingy, grungy picture with graffiti written all over it.
As the first part of the song starts up, Autumn appears from backstage, slowly walking out, coming to a stop at the top of the ramp as she surveys the crowd with a cold smirk on her face. She stands there for a minute before making her way down the ramp slowly, walking once around the ring before sliding under the bottom rope and hopping to her feet, making her way to the corner to climb to the top ringpost. She flings her arms out to the side, laughing at the crowd. In her hands, a barbed wire baseball bat.
Chriqui: And her opponent, she is the champion hailing from San Diego, California. Weighing in at 145 pounds. Currently at 2 points. She is THE QUEEN OF THE EWC... QUEEN MELODY MALONE!!!
The lights dim, but don’t go dark before the soft words of Billie Eilish begin to play over the P.A. system.
Bite my tongue bide my time
Wearing a warning sign
Wait till the world is mine
Visions I vandalize
Cold in my kingdom size
Fell for these ocean eyes
As the chorus hits, a bright flash of pyro explodes from the base of the Mac Tron and Melody Malone stands on the stage, flanked by her personal retainer Rory Hyland. Melody stands with a crown atop her head as a spotlight follows them down to the ring.
You should see me in a crown
I'm gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by one
One by one by
Rory climbs onto the apron first, holding the ropes open as Melody climbs the stairs and steps through with her chin held up to keep the crown atop her head. She gives the crowd a sarcastic smile as they boo, and she gingerly removes the crown from her head and hands it off to Rory as he exits.
You should see me in a crown
Your silence is my favorite sound
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by one
One by one by one
The lights come back up to full brightness, and Melody has her gloves tugged into place as she rakes her hair back and prepares for her opponent.
Martinez: The ring crew will now wrap the ropes in barbed wire, and then we can begin. This is Melody Malone's 4th title defense since winning the United States Championship.
Loydson: I like this kid Autumn Raven, but she cannot beat our Queen.
DING DING DING
The bell rings out and the ring crew exits the ring. Their jobs done. Every rope is wrapped from turnbuckle to turnbuckle in barbed wire. Melody Malone looks at the rope, and pops her neck. Autumn Raven grabs at the top rope and smiles at the pain. They turn to face each other. Autumn rushes Melody Malone, Malone catches her in a headlock. Malone shoves Autumn off and leaves her feet jumping into an enziguri that connects flush with the side of Raven's head. Rory slides Malone's golden chair into the ring. Malone grabs it and raises it high. We can see on the chair there is a list of names.
ON... KICKOUT BY AUTUMN RAVEN!
Martinez: Raven still has a lot of fight left in her, no doubt!
Melody Malone makes her way to the corner, and carefully avoids the barbed wire as she scales up. Malone jumps off the top rope and drops her neck across Autumn's throat. Autumn gasps for air and rolls onto her stomach. Melody Malone jumps into a standing moonsault across Autumn's back and then rolls Autumn over for a cover.
ONE... KICKOUT BY AUTUMN RAVEN
Autumn Raven refuses to stay down. Melody looks over into Autumn's corner and sees her bat. She laughs to herself and makes her way to the corner. She grabs up the bat and then points it at Autumn. "get up" she says. Malone shuffles her feet a bit and waits. Autumn gets to her feet and Malone swings at Autumn and WHAT?! Autumn catches the bat in mid-air, grabbing the barbed wire. Autumn slides her hand off the bat, cutting herself open and then throws her hand towards Malone so her blood goes into Malone's eyes! Malone is blind! Autumn jumps into a dropkick that sends Malone flying backwards into the ropes. The barbed wire tears into Malone's flesh as she stumbles out. Autumn punches Malone in the and spins her around. Autumn drags Malone's head across the top rope and cuts Malone open! Autumn throws Malone off into the center of the ring. Autumn grabs up the bat and smashes it into Malone's back not once, not twice but three times! Autumn finally notices her own hand is gashed open and loses grip on the bat. Autumn makes her way to the ropes, and quickly climbs. She cuts herself open but she's not care. Autumn jumps off into a diving double foot stop onto the back of Melody Malone's head! Broken Future! Autumn covers!
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Autumn Raven cannot believe it. She punches the canvas and yells out.
Loydson: Melody Malone will not die. You'll need more than that to keep her down!
Autumn Raven drags Malone up and shoves her against the ropes. The barbed wire digs into Malone's skin and keeps her standing upright. Raven connects with a Claw of the Night Superkick against Malone's jaw. Autumn rips Malone off the barbed wire and goes for a deep cover.
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE... KICKOUT BY MELODY MALONE!!!
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
Autumn Raven is as dumbfounded as the crowd. Melody Malone kicked out at 2.999999!!! Raven gets to her feet and paces around the ring. Trying to think of a next move. The queen pulls herself up and crawls to the apron. She is a bloody mess but she refuses to stay down. Autumn grabs the golden chair. her back turned to Malone. Autumn turns to face Malone and Malone jumps into the ring. Malone lands with Autumn's head between her legs and then Malone kicks off to flip forward which sends Autumn backwards and landing on the top of her head! The Noble Pursuit! Malone covers!
ONE!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Your winner via pinfall & currently sitting at 4 points... AND STILL EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPION... MELODY MALONE!!!
Melody Malone is helped to her feet by Rory. She is a bloody mess but she can stand on her own and hold her title up high. Rory retrieves the golden chair and Malone takes some blood from her hair and crosses out Autumn Raven. Autumn Raven rolls out of the ring and crashes to the ground. The look on her face, it is not sadness. It is determination. She knows how close she came to being United States Champion here tonight. Autumn Raven laughs and pulls herself up and limps to the back.
Martinez: Melody Malone makes defense number 4 of her United States Championship. But Autumn Raven came close to taking it tonight.
Loydson: Closer than the Malone camp would have liked. Even in defeat, Autumn Raven may have just put the entire A Block on notice. She can turn around and win the Block still.
Malone has Rory put her title around her waist. Rory sets the chair down... someone grabs the chair and smashes it into Rory's back! Malone turns around and the chair smashes against her head! Malone drops like a sack of puppies. The person holding the chair sets it right and takes a seat, looking at Malone and Rory. It is Moxie! Moxie laughs and shrugs at the hard cam. He pulls the title belt from Malone's waist and holds it high in the air. Moxie drops the title on Malone, kicks Rory in the ribs. Moxie grabs the Golden Chair and exits the ring. Malone pulls herself up by the ropes, and stares after Malone. A fire in her eyes that could melt steel.
Martinez: Next Rampage, Melody Malone Vs Moxie. The rematch from StrangleMania. And my god, Moxie has just taken this feud to a whole new level.
Loydson: I'm not sure I'd call that move wise. I have never seen Malone look like mad. Her blood has practically dried on her face already she's boiling so much. Stupid move kid.
Martinez: I have just been informed, we have a confirmation on a stipulation. Moxie Vs Melody Malone II - Golden Tables, Ladders & Chairs match!
Loydson: You don't want to miss that one!
EARLIER IN THE SHOW. The camera zooms in on Brian Spade. He appears to be rushing from one interview to another.
As he, and the camera crew, pass an open locker room door Spade double takes and comes to a halt. He gestures to the camera crew to shoot into the room.
The shot pans across to Asriel Buzzard sitting alone on a steel chair in the middle of the half lit room. He is slightly hunched over in the chair and holding the HBO Broadcast Championship in both hands and staring intently at it. His face suggests he is trying to work out some sort of puzzle written on the title belt but there’s also the hint of a smile...?
Brian Spade: Asriel? Can we get a few minutes of your time?
Buzzard snaps to attention, his stoic demeanor returning.
Asriel Buzzard: What do you want?
He stands up and drapes the HBO Broadcast Championship over his shoulder.
Brian Spade: Just to ask you a few questions.
Asriel Buzzard: You can ask me one question.
Spade laughs but a look at Asriel’s blank face suggests he’s not joking.
Brian Spade: Oh, okay, um, how do you feel about defending the HBO Broadcast Championship tonight against Phoenix Winterborn?
Asriel Buzzard: How do I feel about defending this championship, MY championship, against Winterborn tonight? But also in every match in the Best of Rampage Tournament...? It’s simple really... Matthew 22:14 “many are called, few are chosen”.
Buzzard nods and turns away from Spade.
Brian Spade: Eh, Asriel, that doesn’t quite answer...
Asriel Buzzard just shakes his head and slowly closes the locker room door on Spade, leaving him standing with the crew as the camera fades out.
MAIN EVENT | MATCH EIGHT
"UltraViolence" Phoenix Winterborn (2) VS Asriel Buzzard (2)
WEAPON X B BLOCK BORT MATCH FOR THE EWC HBO BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
REF: TOYO YASAHIRO
When we return to ringside, we see see the ring now has four scaffolding on each side that connect to each other. Under where they connect, there is a line of rope that runs into the center forming an X. The EWC HBO Broadcast Championship is buckled around that x of rope and the winner of this match must retrieve the title. But this one has a special FNR twist. Phoenix Winterborn and Asriel Buzzard stand in the ring. In the center of the ring there is a table of weapons.
Chriqui: This is our main event, and it is a Friday Night Rampage Style Weapon X BORT B Block Match For The EWC HBO Broadcast Championship! Introducing first, the champion. Currently at 2 points... ASRIEL BUZZARD!!!
Buzzard steps forward to the table of weapons, he is chosen first and allowed to pick whichever weapon he wants. Asriel ends up picking a familiar tool. A barbed wire wrapped baseball bat. Buzzard backs up.
Chriqui: And his challenger... Currently at 2 points... DEACON WINTERBORN!!!
Winterborn steps forward and takes his pick of a weapon. He grabs a five inch thick steel pipe.
Martinez: This is going to be brutal, this is going to be bloody. All in the name of not just two BORT points... but in the name of the HBO Broadcast Championship. A title Asriel Buzzard has worn with pride and continues to build into one of the most prestigious titles in wrestling today.
Loydson: To beat Buzzard you need to be stone cold, you need to be a killer. I think Winterborn has that side and I think Winterborn is going to push Buzzard to the absolute limit.
DING DING DING
The bell sounds and the table is dumped over, the various weapons spilling across the ring. Winterborn and Buzzard advance, they swing their weapons into each other with a mighty clash. Buzzard drops his bat and dropkicks Winterborn's leg. Winterborn stumbles backwards. Buzzard rolls up and grabs on a side-headlock and rips Winterborn backwards into a snap suplex. Winterborn's back crashes against a 2x4. Winterborn is winded and gasps for air as he gets up to a knee. Buzzard smashes his knee against the back of Winterborn's head. Buzzard grabs the 2x4 and smashes it down against Winterborn's leg. Aiming to stop him from being able to move. Buzzard stomps Winterborn's leg, and then smashes it again. Trading back and forth until he finally drops the 2x4 and goes to a corner. Buzzard climbs the scaffolding, and then starts to crawl along the ropes. Winterborn stumbles up to his feet, and grabs a glass plate and throws it at Buzzard. It crashes against the back of his head and Buzzard falls about 7 feet down to his back! Buzzard rolls over heaving, the back of his head a bloody mess. Buzzard tries to get to his feet. Winterborn grabs a rather large shard of glass and stabs it into Buzzard's side!
Martinez: Jesus Christ!
Loydson: Yes, I think that is clear symbolism to the Holy Lance being stabbed into Jesus' side.
Buzzard gasps for air and falls down. He is bleeding heavily from his side. Winterborn begins to stomp down on Buzzard's chest and then he goes to the corner and climbs the scaffolding. Buzzard drags himself up, and rips the shirt from off Toyo Yasahiro. Buzzard quickly ties the shirt around him to put pressure on his wound. Buzzard stumbles to his side just as Winterborn swings in off the ropes and catches him with a dropkick. Winterborn drags Buzzard up and rips him backwards into a Snapdragon suplex. Winterborn's adrenaline has worn off and he begins to limp. Acknowledging that he can no longer feel his leg. Winterborn limps over to the table and sets it back up. It is a plastic table, much harder to snap than the thin wood tables. Winterborn smiles and limps back over to Buzzard. Winterborn struggles against his leg and gets Buzzard up onto the table. Winterborn then climbs the ropes and jumps into his trademark inverted 450 splash... but Buzzard moves! Winterborn crashes hard into the table, which does not break. There is no give! Winterborn lands where he is leaning off the table and Buzzard takes advantage of this quickly! Buzzard hits three back to back to back Redeemer superkicks to Winterborn's head! Buzzard then collapses to the canvas.
Martinez: These two men are going to kill each other for the sake of that championship. That is love.
Loydson: Or stupidity. But either or, this is one hell of a fight.
After a full minute, Buzzard drags himself up by the ropes. Buzzard then makes his way to the corner. He begins to climb the scaffolding. He climbs all the way to the top. On the other side of the ring, Winterborn is also slowly dragging his body up as well. They are now at the top of the scaffolding and 10 feet above the ring. They both meet in the middle where the X is formed and begin to lay into each other. A punch from Winterborn, a punch from Buzzard. A punch from Winterborn a punch from Buzzard. Winterborn starts to punch Buzzard in his rip, causing his wound to bleed heavily again. Winterborn spins into a backfist that lands flush on Buzzard. Winterborn stops Buzzard from falling, grabbing at his face and declaring himself the new god of Rampage. Buzzard leans into a major headbutt on Winterborn to release his hold on his face. Then Buzzard sends a thumb into Winterborn's eye, and a chop into Winterborn's throat. Buzzard hits a European uppercut and Winterborn falls down ten feet through the plastic table! Buzzard falls down as well, but lands on the roped X! Buzzard quickly retrieves the title before the ropes snap and he falls to his back from about seven feet up. Both men are broken, but Asriel Buzzard has the championship!
DING DING DING
Chriqui: Your winner via belt retrieval & currently sitting at 4 points... AND STILL EWC HBO BROADCAST CHAMPION... ASRIEL BUZZARD!!!
Medical staff is quickly in the ring checking on both men. Neither can move and the camera cuts over to the commentary desk.
Martinez: Those two men, they put it all on the line. Buzzard may have won the match, but neither man won that WAR.
Loydson: But it doesn't matter who did or didn't win the "war", Buzzard retains his Broadcast Championship again. He is looking unstoppable. But one has to wonder, will he even be fit to wrestle next BORT? My notes here say he's set to take on Gideon Gage?!
Martinez: Next week could indeed be an uphill battle for Buzzard. Don't miss BORT Day 3 folks. I am Omar Martinez, and I am wishing you a good Friday night.
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SEGMENT WRITERS
Luke Wolfe/Annabelle
Iggy Swango
Gideon Gage/Grizzly Duggan
Jackson Knight Jr
Josh Gavin
Samantha Hamilton
Ace King/Luke Wolfe/Annabelle
Melody Malone/Moxie
Asriel Buzzard
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MATCH WRITERS
ALL MATCHES WRITTEN BY FN'R
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RECAP OF WINNERS
BORT A BLOCK X-DIVISION MATCH
Moxie (0) VS Shaker Jones (0)
WINNER(S): MOXIE DEF SHAKER JONES
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BORT B BLOCK X-DIVISION MATCH
Alex "Bullet" Carbajal (0) VS Iggy Swango (0)
WINNER(S): IGGY SWANGO DEF ALEX CARBAJAL
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BORT A BLOCK X-DIVISION MATCH
Orion Wentworth (0) VS Ryo Hazama (2)
WINNER(S): RYO HAZAMA DEF ORION WENTWORTH
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BORT B BLOCK X-DIVISION MATCH
Gideon Gage (2) VS Tommy Burton (0)
WINNER(S): GIDEON GAGE DEF TOMMY BURTON
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BORT A BLOCK X-DIVISION MATCH
Ezra James (2) VS Jackson Knight Jr (2)
WINNER(S): EZRA JAMES DEF JACKSON KNIGHT JR
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BORT B BLOCK X-DIVISION MATCH
Josh Gavin (0) VS Samantha "The Titaness" Hamilton (2)
WINNER(S): SAMANTHA HAMILTON DEF JOSH GAVIN
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BORT A BLOCK BARBED WIRE MASSACRE MATCH FOR EWC UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP
Autumn Raven (0) VS Queen Melody Malone (2)
WINNER(S): AND STILL US CHAMPION, MELODY MALONE
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BORT B BLOCK WEAPON X MATCH FOR EWC HBO BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
Deacon Phoenix Winterborn (2) VS Asriel Buzzard (2)
WINNER(S): AND STILL HBO BROADCAST CHAMPION, ASRIEL BUZZARD
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: A BLOCK MVP - QUEEN MELODY MALONE. B BLOCK MVP - GIDEON GAGE.
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: A BLOCK MOTN - AUTUMN RAVEN VS QUEEN MELODY MALONE. B BLOCK MOTN - JOSH GAVIN VS SAMANTHA HAMILTON.
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