Post by PRIME on Sept 4, 2022 19:19:04 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #100
SEPTEMBER 4TH 2022
"The Greatest Show Of All Prime"
LIVE! from Commonwealth Stadium in Edmonton, Alberta
PRIME
EPISODE #100
SEPTEMBER 4TH 2022
"The Greatest Show Of All Prime"
LIVE! from Commonwealth Stadium in Edmonton, Alberta
EWC PRIME
General Manager: Victor Price
Commentators: Marshall Evans and Hayley Kushnir
Announcer: Damon Reid
Senior Referee: Niklaus Forbes
Other Referees: Stefan Elliot & Jessika Smalls
Backstage Interviewer: Jenna Salvatore
While 'Howlin' For You' by The Black Keys blares over the loudspeakers at every location, a multi colored lightshow lights up the sky in a display that gets the fans screaming the EWC PRIME namesake. Brilliant blue spotlights swirl over the cheering crowds, whipping them up into a near-frenzy of excitement at the show to come.
Cameras flash all around the arena as the X-Tron cycles through Prime's roster. Callie Clark, Dalilah Ashe, "Headhuntress" Aiya, 'The S-Factor' Scorpio, Aeon Khronos, Kyle Gautier, Saidie Sharpe, Amber Lisa Hall, Timothy Deacon, The Omega Commandos, Peach Gelato, Yoshisharu Kubo, Monolith, Shohei, Jack Severn, The Heat Packers, Bathsheba, The Showtime Broadcast Champion Bosa and The Indy Champion Narumi Tsutsumi are all featured.
After one final pan over the crowd, we get some shots of a few of the signs being held up by the fans ..
100 EPISODES ALREADY?!
GIMME THE BRIEFCASE!
JACK SEVERN = SEX GOD
IT'S SHOWTIME FOR A BOSA BEATDOWN
OMEGA COMMANDOS BLOW 'EM AWAY
NARUMI TSUTSUMI IS INDYSPUTED OF MY HEART
The camera centers on ringside at the Commonwealth Stadium fans stand up, pumping their fists and cheering. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Marshall Evans and Hayley Kushnir ..
Evans: Ladies and Gentlemen, your eyes do not deceive you, PRIME has made it to 100 episodes and we are LIVE in a packed, sold-out Commonwealth Stadium for what is sure to be the 'Greatest Show Of All Prime!' As always by my side to call all these amazing matches we have my beautiful wife, Hayley Kushnir.
Kushnir: This is crazy, Marshall! 100 Episodes! And look at this place, seems like just yesterday we saw Bob Loblaw take on Chaos in a smoky arena in Guatemala, and now we have this! I can't even hear myself think right now! This is sure to be the biggest night in Prime's history!
Evans: I agree with you there, so what do we have on deck? Well first things first the PRIMETIME Briefcase is coming back into play, as six superstars will have the opportunity to win a ladder match and receive a guaranteed Indy Championship match, anytime, anywhere! Then we've got a special treat as three former Indy Champions will do battle as have Stitches Vs Dio Vs the new number one contender for the Undisputed Championship, El Pablo! Then, Scorpio is going to put his title of 'PRIME Minister' on the line as he does battle with an old rival in Kyle Gautier. After that, DAMAGE INC looks to get into the tag team title ranks as they'll take on the champions, The Bastards. And if that weren't enough, we've got Aeon Khronos in singles action against KU with none other than PRESIDENT MAC himself as the special guest referee!
Kushnir: But we're not done there, we've got Trios action again as Shinijoshi does battle with the Omega Commandos in a Captain's Fall match where ONLY the captain on either team can be pinned! Then we've got a special attraction match as Victor Price has commissioned an X-Division match here tonight between Chris Brock, yes, THAT Chris Brock and the former Indy Champion, Sour Candy! In Our Semi-Main Event tonight, it'll be a last person standing match as Bosa defends his Broadcast Championship against an old thorn in his side, Callie Clark and finally in our main event, we're going to see the Indy Championship on the line just days after competing at Night of Champions, Narumi Tsutsumi defends against Jack Severn! WHAT A CARD!
Evans: What a huge Indy Championship match we have there, and all night we're going to celebrate and pay tribute to the Indy Championship with all kinds of special moments from the history of our championship. This night is a special one, and I have a feeling we're going to see a lot of surprises here tonight, Hayley, there is something in the air.
Kushnir: You feel it too? PRIME is never going to be the same again after tonight!
Evans: And before we get started with our first match, it looks like our general manager, Victor Price, is in the ring and has gathered the PRIME roster on the stage!
Kushnir: We're gonna find out all about that, right after we find out about EWC TV!
Marshall and Hayley share a kiss as we fade to the EWCTV commercial
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We go now to ringside, where Victor Price has the PRIME roster assembled on the stage so he can address them. The packed stadium is thunderous with noise as he stands with a mic in hand.
Price: Who’s ready for the Greatest Show Of All PRIME?
A gigantic pop from the crowd as Price smiles that cocky smile of his.
Price: Look at this! This sold out stadium here in EDMONTON!
A cheap pop goes a long way as the crowd goes insane for their city.
Price: Damn, it feels really great to be PRIME right now, on this landmark 100th episode. We’ve got a full stadium of hungry indie fans, we’ve got an amazing card of matches for you here tonight and even more surprises in store on top of that! And all thanks to me!
He chuckles, and points to the stage.
Price: These superstars you love, these superstars that put their bodies on the line every single night to entertain you … they were in bingo halls and school gyms before I came around. Without my leadership and mentoring, they’d still be there. We wouldn’t be here right now without my push in the right direction. So give it up for me, Victor Price!
A mixed reaction from the crowd now as he scoffs.
Price: Alright, alright. I get it. I guess I should give some credit to these guys. Was I embarrassed at how bad we were dominated on Invasion Night? Yeah, yeah I was! It was pathetic! Was I disappointed we couldn’t bring home the win at Parabellum in Brand Warfare? Absolutely! That let me down! And when Narumi had the chance to bring us the Undisputed Championship and was instead a failure? Nobody was more upset than me! But that doesn’t change how hard they work!
The crowd is straight up booing him now, and Price looks unbothered by it as he looks directly at the PRIME superstars.
Price: Don’t forget, I gave you everything. I built you up, and if you don’t start to show som—--
“You Ain’t Ready” blasts onto the arena speakers and the place comes unglued as Jordan Freaking Sharpe appears on the stage! He nods to the blue brand superstars and smiles as Victor looks furious at being interrupted.
A big cheer as he laughs.
Price: Sharpe, I don’t know why I keep running into you everywhere. You don’t belong on PRIME anymore. You’re not welcome. You ran off with your tail tucked between your chubby legs as soon as the going got tough, and if you’re thinking I’m going to sign you for a few matches after your retirement, you can hit the unemployment line because there’s no job here for you!
JFS: You know, it’s funny you say that, Pearce.
Price: You know damn well my name is Pri—-
JFS: IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS!
Now Victor is absolutely seething. Kyle Gautier points and laughs at him from the side as Jordan high fives Amber Lisa Hall and Aiya beside him on the stage.
JFS: It’s funny you mention a job, Price. Because I have been looking for a job. In fact, I think I’ve found one. See, I’ve been talking to President Mac. I’ve been hanging around backstage at shows. I’ve been soaking in all kinds of knowledge. Because, like me, he thinks you kind of suck, Victor! So I made a fun little deal with him. It’s going to be me and you in the ring, Victor Price versus Jordan Sharpe. I’m not an asshole, I’ll give you a little bit to train and get ready, big guy. But on the season finale, I am coming right back onto this show to face you, one on one. WINNER. TAKES. PRIME!
Evans: What?!
Kushnir: Sharpe vs Price?!?!
He throws the mic up in the air and the crowd goes insane as Price looks shocked as we go to …
PRIMETIME BRIEFCASE LADDER MATCH
Timothy Deacon Vs Amber Lisa Hall Vs Dalilah Ashe
Vs Monolith Vs Peach Gelato Vs Kubo Yoshiharu
Match Writer: Chunks of Darna Dare
Timothy Deacon Vs Amber Lisa Hall Vs Dalilah Ashe
Vs Monolith Vs Peach Gelato Vs Kubo Yoshiharu
Match Writer: Chunks of Darna Dare
We return to ringside where the ladder has been delivered in preparation for the first contest.
Evans: It's confirmed! Jordan Sharpe Vs Victor Price, Winner Takes Prime on our Season Finale! Unbelievable, let's get the action underway here, someone is about to win themselves a shot at the Indy Title!
Reid: The following match is the PRIMETIME BRIEFCASE LADDER MATCH! Joining us first, from Oija, California, weighing in at one hundred and ninety five pounds ... TIMOTHY DEACON!
The lights go out, the arena is pitch black for a couple of seconds until a single spotlight shines in the center of the stage. "I still Burn" blasts through the p.a system. Timothy Deacon, wearing his long black tights, black boots and a hooded black jacket walks into the spotlight with a smirk on his face. The spotlight goes out as the lights come back on. Deacon slowly walks down the entrance ramp ignoring the fans who are booing him. Deacon rolls into the ring and proceeds to take off his black jacket, he hands the jacket to a ringside attendant paying no attention to the fans.
Reid: And his opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at one hundred and thirty five pounds ... AMBER LISA HALL!
Run It came blasting over the speakers as Amber stood on the top of the ramp with her leather jacket on with a smirk across her face. She comes out playing to the crowd a bit before she climbs inside of the ring. She takes off her jacket with a smile looking over at the opponents with a grin ready to start
Reid: And now, from out of the Darkness of your Desires, she is the most Beautiful of Tragedies, the Sweetest of the Deadly Sins and the Last Temptation that you will ever need. She is the Vicious Mistress ... DALILAH ASHE!
Committed by One-Eyed Doll begins to play and a purple glow illuminates the arena and a violet mist rises from the stage bringing with it the smell dying roses.
Just Another Mental Patient
How I wish this Room Was Vacant
Can't Seem To Break Through These Padded Walls
The curtain parts as Dalilah Ashe appears wearing a crown of black roses and thorns which prick her pale brow bringing small drops of dark red blood. She opens her arms to hold the crowd in the long cold embrace of her contempt.
Locked Up in this Nuthouse Crying
All these Drugs My Brain is Frying
Doctor Says the Lunatic Needs More
All these Drugs My Brain is Frying
Doctor Says the Lunatic Needs More
Cocking her head to one side and holding her arms stiff at her sides she begins a long zombie walk to the ring, followed closely by her handler Lacey Savage. Climbing stiffly up onto the apron she looms over the audience like some ancient goddess of lust and death. She smiles down at them, slowly wetting her painted lips with the tip of her tongue before throwing her head back with a mocking laugh. She slides between the ropes with an evil expression to stare down her opponent with a wicked grin and nothing but bad intentions.
Strap Me Down they Must Sedate Me
Poke Me, Prod Me, Irritate Me
No Choice but to be the Needle's Whore
Reid: Now entering the arena, standing at nearly eight feet tall, MONOLITH!
His body moves with an unsettling, unnatural awkwardness as the giant figure walks towards the ring. He rolls under the ropes and rises like a cobra from the ground, his triangular visage turning a complete 360, as if looking into the minds of every member of the crowd. Suddenly the music and lasers cut out, the crowd blinks in the light as they gaze up the looming giant standing tall in the centre of the ring.
Reid: From Miami, Florida, weighing in at one hundred and thirty two pounds ... PEACH GELATO!
‘Survival’ leads the charge as Peach Gelato runs out on the entrance ramp. She is met with a cavalcade of cheers and she is almost overcome by it. She gives a very royal wave and makes her way to the ring. She has the ref hold open the ropes for her as she enters the ring.
Reid: And finally, coming to us down the street from Utori Sushi, weighing in at two hundred and twenty nine pounds ... THE CHEF ... YOSHIHARU KUBO!
'Yummy Sushi' by Babybus trickles over the speakers, and in bounces Yoshiharu Kubo! The Chef looks to be in high spirits, all but dancing down the ramp bearing a loaded plate of sushi rolls, that he starts tossing out into the crowd, throwing several of them under his raised leg to a few appreciative pops! He frisbees the empty tray out over the crowd before jogging up the steps into the ring.
DING DING DING
Timothy Deacon starts out hot, erupting into a single-leg dropkick on what he clearly considers the weakest link in the match; Amber Lisa Hall! The plucky competitor from Brooklyn hits the mat, but pops right back up, roaring, shoving her forehead against Deacon's, who grabs a handful of her face and shoves her disdainfully away. He's about to come on again, when a loud, "OI," sounds from his flank, and in comes Peach Gelato with a virulent slingblade! The crowd start to go wild, but hesitate as Peach lands on her feet and spins around right into the glaring face of Dalilah Ashe. The Last Temptation lunges for the up-rising Gambit superstar, but-- POW!!
It's Amber, re-inserting herself with an emphatic, picture-perfect superkick that sends Ashe careening over the top rope! The crowd ERUPTS as she strikes a Shawn Michaels pose, spreading her legs and flexing her biceps, the moment seemingly ruined as she's grabbed by the shoulder and forced to awkwardly stand, spun around to come face-to-face with Peach...
Who throws up her hand, asking for a high-five. It's reciprocated with wild abandon, the two women grinning at each other as they turn, back-to-back, and face down an angry Timothy Deacon and the implacable, oncoming train of the MONOLITH. Peach Gelato jukes and jives, approaching the giant, barely managing to dodge an Obtuse Kick to the noggin - and getting a cheer for her efforts, while Amber locks up with Deacon and starts to back him into the corner, setting up for a sliced bread! Deacon is brought crashing down in the same moment that Gelato's feet find the ropes and she launches herself at Monolith with a spear off the second rope! Frozen Shoulder! Peach Gelato BRINGS THE GIANT DOWN!!
As the crowd celebrate the good times with the two women, who exchange a fist-bump and hug in the middle of the ring following their mutual success, Yoshiharu Kubo slides into their midst, posture low, his palms out as he begs off their instinct to immediately double-team him. Reaching behind his back, he pulls a second plate of sushi FROM OUTTA NOWHERE and offers it out in a placating gesture that has Peach and Amber exchanging a wary glance between them. Kubo gestures flamboyantly, all but begging them to take his offer, and they seem to be acquiescing...
When off the top rope comes a screeching Dalilah Ashe, straddling the iron chef, who struggles to retain his balance - and keep the plate in place, while she tightens her grip with her thighs. Thinking quickly, Peach Gelato snatches the plate of sushi and tosses it to Amber, but she can do nothing to prevent Kubo from being driven into the mat with a vicious Poison-Rana!
Amber looks at the sushi, then the crowd, and smiles, plucking up a salmon roll and dropping it into her mouth--
Only to be DECKED from behind by Timothy Deacon, whipping her upside the head with a spinning heel kick! Sushi flies everywhere! Absolutely distraught, Yoshiharu struggles to his feet, spinning to face a very game Ashe, who beckons him on, dragging a finger seductively down her tongue. He looks terrified, but steps forward, then weaves to one side. Dalilah springs like a cat on a mouse, going for swift lock-up... and suddenly slipping on the scattered sushi! Eyes wide, Kubo strikes with a front dropkick, launching Ashe to the ropes, and as she rebounds he spins around and catches her with a beautiful Pele kick!
While Deacon and Amber brawl their way out of the ring, Kubo pops to his feet and does a celebratory dance for the crowd, who respond with mixed feelings as the mighty Monolith steps up behind, arms spread wide, robes resplendent beneath the lights. Kubo senses something is afoot, but is too late to save himself from an Atomic Drop!
The chef struggles but REFUSES TO GO DOWN, roaring as he stumbles to the ropes and shakes them. He looks to the crowd, wide-eyed, and reaches behind his back-- but instead of producing more sushi, he finds himself dragged into a hammerlock, spun around, and planted dead in the center of the ring by Monolith! The giant stands tall, almost a ladder himself!
Evans: I think Monolith could just reach right up there!
Kushnir: Kubo's gonna need something to take down the giant!
On the outside, Amber bounces Timothy Deacon's head off the barrier, scores a couple of explosive fist-bumps from the fans at ringside, then drives the stunned man into the ring apron with a high-arcing FATBACK belly-to-belly suplex. Pointing up at the briefcase dangling above the ring, she busies herself hauling up a ladder while inside the ring, Monolith turns a slow circle - watched by a positively slavering Dalilah Ashe, stalking between the corner posts as she works out her best angle of approach, and a nervous Peach Gelato, who tries Kubo's trick of shaking the ropes, before shrugging at the crowd as it absolutely fails to bring her any kind of superpowers.
With two directions to keep his eye on, Monolith - perhaps not aided by his enshrouding robe and hood - fails to notice Yoshiharu Kubo squirming away to pull himself up in the furthest corner from both Ashe and Peach. It's at this moment that Amber launches a ladder under the bottom rope, and Monolith turns to stop it with a massive foot. The gathered trio glance at each other, and come to a mutual agreement to CHARGE! Three sets of footsteps pound the ring at once, and in response the Monolith... simply begins to spin, his robes and hood flapping wildly, his body almost seeming to separate into two. It's a bizarrely nightmarish visual, and it does no favors to the charging competitors; Peach the first to go down, as that jagged hood catches her right across the bridge of the nose. She goes down with a loud, "FU-- FIDDLESTICKS!" Clutching at her face, as a second later Yoshiharu Kubo is launched clean over the ropes by the whirling monstrosity.
Ashe fares a little better, sliding under another rotation of that hood, and grabbing to pick an ankle of the giant. It's a blur, and she fails to make proper contact, lunging through to the other side only to be caught in the back and sent sprawling against the corner post. Amber and Deacon both slide into the ring simultaneously, both of them covering their faces as they walk into the storm that is Monolith. They're brought to their knees, and then pitched back toward the ropes, where Amber starts to slowly pull herself upright, but an outraged Timothy Deacon has a better idea. Snapping out a string of creative profanity, his eyes bugging out as he stares down the twirling behemoth, he stomps his way to a corner, uses both arms to spring up, and straightens directly into an astonishing moonsault, crashing down overhead onto the Monolith!
It costs Deacon dearly, his body bouncing off the ladder beside Monolith, trying to stand instantly on instinct only to eat shit a second time, face-first. Peach Gelato sees this and bravely dives in, the fans rallying behind her like some kind of conquering hero as she hauls the momentarily broken Deacon up and over into a bodyslam position, then a reserve DDT onto the ladder! Two Scoops! It's her turn to do an excited dance, thrilled to bits at how well she's doing, and this only sees her shoved aside by the more tactically-minded Dalilah Ashe, who follows up with a pump kick to the throat, then dives for the ladder. She's stopped by Amber, who gets right up in her grill, shoving the vicious seductress in the chest, wagging her finger, and then going for a big spinning backfist! Smack In Your Face!
Ashe ducks under it, slams her shoulder into Amber's gut, then straightens up and grabs a double-handful of her hair, striving to simply Biel her into the choking Peach Gelato! Amber is having none of it, flipping into a cartwheel that gets a huge pop from the crowd; but Ashe will not be denied. She SPITS in the other woman's face, drives a foot into her crotch, and then seizes her by the MOUTH, picking her bulkier foe up for a Mandible Claw chokeslam onto Peach!
"You trashy c**ts deserve each other," snarls Ashe, breaking the rules of the Discord as she turns and picks up the ladder, setting it up swiftly with half an eye on the Monolith, who has floated over to the corner to consult their magic 8-ball. She should have had her eye on Timothy Deacon, who emerges from behind, tap-tapping on the Last Temptation's shoulder. It's dangerous to poke a wildcat, and she spins right into an elbow to the temple, which is adroitly blocked by Deacon.
"Girl, who was your mama, teachin' you to talk like that?" Scolds the larger man, seeking to grab a headlock. Ashe wriggles out into a handspring, demonstrating that anything Amber can do - she can do better, then springs onto the top rope, glancing back over her shoulder-- at a furiously incoming Deacon, who leaps up to intercept whatever she was planning with a Deacon DDT! Ashe crashes to the floor, folded inside-out by Deacon, who dives for the ladder and begins to climb.
NO! Amber is on her feet, and stumbles into place, glancing over her own shoulder as she swiftly hooks Deacon off the ladder and hauls him over her back, yelling passionately as the crowd give her their appreciation! Deacon is in a position that everybody in the building recognizes, and the plucky Hall takes a couple of steps forward, then turns around, dropping Timothy head-first with a picture-perfect Razor's Edge! Deacon is DOWN!
Amber looks toward the ladder, but what she finds instead is Monolith. The giant just stands there, seemingly ready for anything she can bring, and Amber grits her teeth, looking questioningly at the crowd. They're chanting her name, and it spurs her on - with a wild grin she lunges at Monolith, grabs an arm as he tries to seize control of her, spinning out to one side with a standing armlock, then instead plants one foot on the robed figure's hip, and uses this to boost herself up onto his arm, then his shoulders, and then she JUMPS off the massive brute, showing stunning athleticism as she gets both hands on the briefcase! Amber has control of the briefcase, it's all hers for the taking!
Evans: Do it, Amber!! Give them hope!!
Kushnir: She might have it here!
Monolith makes a grab for Amber, but is suddenly barreled into by an impassioned Yoshiharu Kubo, who arches his back with a roar, actually succeeding in bringing the giant down with a Northern Lights Suplex! He pops out of the bridge, looks up at Amber Lisa Hall, who is still struggling to detach the briefcase with the whole weight of her body, and quickly aborts his attack on the servant of the 8-ball, bounding swiftly up the ladder and whirling into a 180-turn suicidal, aerial spear into the suspended woman's midsection! Amber's grip fails under the added pressure, and Kubo succeeds in bringing her down to the canvas, the crowd quickly erupting in boos as their hope for an underdog victory is snatched away!
Yoshiharu looks dismayed at this reaction, and rolls out of the ring, scrambling underneath is for another large tray of sushi, that he starts to dole out to the crowd with all haste, in an effort to win them back to his side.
A recovering Timothy Deacon looks at the ladder and finds an opportunity, stumbling over to it only to be cut off by Dalilah Ashe. She's got all the momentum as she runs at the man, catching him with a drive-by knee to the midsection, and as he doubles over she whips around and catches him with a front facelock, bending him backwards into position for a swift, teasingly-lingering kiss on the lips. Deacon's eyes widen comically at the gesture, and he gets a powerful second wind. Ashe starts to rotate through to nail the Kiss Before Dying, and Timothy Deacon manages to spin out of the impact, landing in a three-point crouch, still staring wide-eyed at Ashe. She's FURIOUS, lunging at him with fingers like talons, and he backs up rapidly, begging off as he tries to get on one knee. Ashe is momentarily confused, and pauses, scowling but curious.
Deacon reaches into his tights, and pulls out... a set of brass knuckles, that he slips on and drives into Ashe's chin with a full force uppercut that lifts the Last Temptation off her feet. She collapses, and he dives past her, getting both hands on the ladder and starting to climb. On the other side, Peach Gelato is doing the same thing, but she's immediately yanked off by the Monolith, and then driven head-first back into the ladder, which begins to sway perilously...!
Timothy Deacon makes it up another rung before he leaps off, lands on the top rope, balances carefully, and then LAUNCHES back toward the Monolith with a flying-- nothing, because the behemoth steps forward and interrupts him with an aerial bearhug that has the man fighting desperately, "No-no-no-no! No! No..." His breath is crushed from his body, probably not helped in the least by his bug-eyed protests, and he begins to fade as the Monolith carries him around the outside of the ring. Finally, Deacon is planted atop the fallen ladder with a mighty crash!
On the outside of the ring, a commotion erupts as Peach Gelato steals the last few sushi rolls from Yoshiharu Kubo, and runs away from him before he can stop her, sliding under the bottom rope and springing up next to Monolith, leaping onto the giant and starting to mash the sushi rolls into the eyes of their hood! It's a questionable tactic, for sure, but the giant pinwheels their arms, and starts to topple under the insistent pressure from Peach. They go down in a mess of robe, limbs, and ruined sushi, and a brief struggle rages - which the Monolith seemingly wins! A moment later, with the pair of them covered completely by Gelato's robes, a horrible shrieking emerges from the former Gambit stalwart as the mighty Monolith finally, FINALLY, unveils his feared finisher - The Equilateral Stretch! It's hard to tell exactly what's happening, but the violent screams of pain from Peach, the bulging robes and the mysterious shaking tell a most uncomfortable story.
If she could submit, she probably would, but instead the crowd is left to look on in horror - joined by Amber and Dalilah Ashe - as the painfully-conjoined Monolith and Gelato gradually go still. Amber looks like she wants to be sick, but Ashe starts to lick her lips, and then shifts her focus to the other woman. She makes it across the ring before Amber can get her shit together, darting around behind her and hitting the Brutus Blade! Both knees impact Amber's spine, and she falls into an agonized rictus, rolling contorted onto her side, fingers clutching at the air.
Ashe makes a play for the ladder, but is cut off by Deacon, who looks about spent, but manages to wrest the ladder away, slam it into Ashe's midsection, and then drive it a second time toward the re-risen Monolith. With a clatter, the ladder impacts the giant, but it fails to bring him low! Deacon swears profusely, and tries again, only to have the ladder yanked away. Yoshiharu Kubo dives back into the ring in this instant, dives under the reactive swipe of the ladder from Monolith, and nails Timothy Deacon with his Combo Sushi Attack (Kinshasa)! Deacon's absolutely laid out, and Kubo spins to face the Monolith, beckoning him on to finally receive a solid pop from the crowd, won over by sushi and moxy both!
The Monolith is having none of it, placing down the ladder and then stepping forward into another Obtuse Kick! This time, the big boot connects, and Kubo is spun almost from his feet-- almost, because Dalilah Ashe is there to catch Monolith's sloppy seconds, wrenching Yoshiharu into a rapid-fire Kiss Before Dying; she doesn't even bother kissing him, likely reasoning he has fish breath and even the Last Temptation isn't that foul. She absolutely PLANTS him though, sneering as she pops back to her feet and sizes up the Monolith as though he were only five feet tall.
The Monolith spins into an Acute Clothesline, and Ashe handsprings underneath and around, driving a kick into where she assumes the titan's calf would be. This leads into a flurry of strikes, palms and kicks that drive her opponent back to the ropes. Smirking, Ashe hits the ropes and drives in with a V-Trigger that finally brings the giant down! She snarls, and turns toward the ladder, only to come face-to-face with Amber, her shoulders rising and falling as she breathes heavily, defiantly. Ashe LAUGHS, headbutts the other woman, then brings her low with a double axe handle to the already-injured spine!
Monolith is back up, and Ashe barely has time to start climbing the ladder before she's hauled off by the behemoth, who simply hurls her over the top rope to the outside. She tumbles across the floor, a tangle of limbs and vitriol, and Monolith begins to climb, rung-by-rung, making it to the top of the ladder only to pause, just shy of hauling down the briefcase.
From within the white robes comes that 8-ball! It's given a shake, and the Monolith peers at it thoughtfully...
HOLY SHIT! Despite everything she's been through, Amber Lisa Hall has found the wherewithal to stand once more, and she careens bodily into the ladder from below, hitting her Drive By pounce to the structure! Despite the weight of Monolith atop it, the blow is delivered with enough momentum and force that the ladder wobbles, and Monolith loses balance, the 8-ball flying up into the air as the titanic robed figure falls slowly backwards, bounces off the ropes, and lands in the ring with a CRASH!
The 8-ball is snatched from the air by a pale hand, and a foggy-eyed Peach Gelato squints at it, before holding it up in the air for the camera to get a hard zoom. It reads: 'My sources say no.'
WHAM! Timothy Deacon slams a superkick into Gelato's jaw, then staggers his way back to the toppled ladder, pulling it upright and getting it set up - with a wobble, now, after all the punishment it's taken - over the fallen form of Peach. Amber is ready to climb the other side when he begins to scale, and they both make it to the top, exchanging strikes as the crowd 'ooh' and 'ahh'! Deacon gets the upper hand, and then catches Amber's flailing arm before flipping into an arm-drag off the top, driving her into the canvas! It's an awkward landing, the pair going down in a tangle...
Somehow, the ladder still stands.
Somehow, it's Yoshiharu Kubo who stirs first and begins to climb! Only to be seized by a ragged, snarling Dalilah Ashe. "Why won't you DIE?!" She screeches, launching the iron chef with a half and half suplex into the corner. His body crunches against it, and he flips end-over-end, tumbling out of the ring. Ashe waits only long enough to intercept a practically-drooling Timothy Deacon, who slips out from a facelock in sheer terror, begging off a second time to hit a low blow!
He has to hit a second before the Last Temptation goes down, and Deacon stares down at her in weirdly-aroused HORROR before he begins to climb, unable to quite take his eyes off the fallen Ashe as he goes rung-by-rung... which is a shame. Because the Monolith is easily able to keep its eyes on Deacon, rising up on the other side of the ladder. Deacon catches sight of the massive, robed figure too late to do anything about the black spray that emits from its hood...
Mist of Isosceles! Deacon falls off the ladder, screaming in pain, and it seems academic for Monolith to climb...
And without even reaching the top of the ladder, yank the briefcase down in one large hand.
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via retrieving the Primetime Briefcase ... MONOLITH!!!Evans: Ohh my god ... MONOLITH has the Primetime Briefcase!
Kushnir: What?! This is unexpected! Monolith?!?!
Monolith steps down from the ladder, the briefcase dangling almost comically by the giant's side as it thoughtfully steps across the ring, searching the ground for the fallen 8-ball. Finding it beside the crumpled form of Peach Gelato, the giant picks it up, gives it a shake and then holds it out to the deathly silent crowd.
The 8-ball reads, 'It is decidedly so' ..... and Monolith collapses to the ring mat?
Evans: What in the world?
Kushnir: MONOLITH got the title shot?! I'm still in shock! And why is he laying on the ground?!
Evans: Hold on there, Hayley, it looks like Monolith may be hurt. Maybe he was running on adrenaline.
The giant form of Monolith is still out on the ground, he’s not moving and appears to be unconscious. The referee calls to the back and an EMT hurries down to the ring with his medical equipment.
Kushnir: After a match like that I’m surprised they’re not carrying him out in two pieces!
Evans: This is no laughing matter, Hayley. It seems like Monolith may have sustained a serious concussion. He’s still not getting up.
The crowd is quieter now, a wave of concern spreading through the room. The tension is palpable as the medic kneels beside the enormous man and tries to check his vital signs. It’s proving difficult through the voluminous robes. He calls to the back for more help.
Evans: Well folks, you hate to see it but all our competitors know the risks of stepping through those ropes.
More EMTs come from the back, pushing two gurney down to ringside. They begin preparing the equipment to transport the unconscious giant out of the ring.
Evans: The EWC medical team have sensibly brought two gurneys as Monolith is simply too tall to fit on a normal sized one. The man is a literal giant!
Kushnir: There must be 15 EMTs in the ring, and I’m still not sure how they’re going to lift that colossus onto them.
The crowd watch on, whispering and worried. The EMT team gather around the enormous Monolith. They lift together but that barely moves him. They try again and with much heaving, huffing and puffing they manage to manure the huge body onto the two gurneys.
Evans: I have witnessed a lot of crazy things in the ring over the years but the sight of an unconscious 8 foot monster, being pushed up a ramp by 10 men, on 2 gurneys balanced together has to be one the craziest of all!
Kushnir: Oh my God! It’s getting even crazier!
There is some movement on the rear gurney. The EMTs lose control of it and it rolls back down the ramp. The body of Monolith is torn apart as two as the gurneys travel in opposite directions. Blood splatters everywhere. The crowd falls silent in absolute shock at what just happened.
Kushnir: What just happened? We apologise for any trauma caused to children or elderly people or anyone watching at home.
Evans: I have never seen anything so horrifying! It looks like the violent forces of the gurneys separating has literally ripped that poor man’s body apart. There is no way anyone could survive such a horrific thing!
The Medics are covered in blood, they are looking around in shock. But then, even more shockingly the pieces of Monolith’s corpse begin to move. The two piles of blood soaked robes inch across the floor toward one another as if some macabre magnetic is at work
Kushnir: What the hell is going on?
Some of the medics run away in fear, others are catatonic watching in fear as the creepy scene plays out. One half of the corpse crawls into the side of a medic’s leg and can’t find a way past. The other seems to be stuck, the robe trapped under the edge of the gurney. Suddenly we hear new voices from he ramp.
Voice A: Fuck this shit, let’s just show them. It’s time!
Voice B: You really mean it, bro?
Voice A: Oh yeah, it’s dick-punching time!
Suddenly the two halves of Monolith stand up, the robes drop off and we see not one giant, mangled corpse but two shift looking small men with bleach blonde hair.
Evans: Holy cow! There’s been two men in there, this whole time!
Kushnir: What in the world?!
The two short men shout obscenities at the crowd. Then, even though neither of them is over 5ft, proceed to kick the crap out of the much taller EMTS. They sweep the legs, they head-butt the stomach but mostly they just punch guys in the dick. Once the whole EMT crew are laid out on the ground, holding their groins, one of the men picks up the mic. He stamps on one more dick for good measure and then starts to talk.
VOICE A: You see all these losers on the ground? That’s what you get for messing with us. You screw up our plans, we fuck you up. It’s as simple as that. Now these douchebags may have revealed our secret but so what?! You all fell for our ruse, you actually thought we were some big giant! It’s such a cliches, 2 little guy pretending to be a one big dude. You must feel so stupid falling for this! Now I could go on and say a lot more but there’s 2 things you need to know. Number one - We have just signed a very long contract to wrestle in EWC. So what? We all get contracts, right? Sure you do, but we have signed the same contract, we are not a tag team, we are signed as a single wrestler! Every opponent has to face us both at the same time. Fuck your rules, we make our own. And number two: Who are we? Well, for now, just know that we are not one giant man but we are two massive assholes, and now we've got a title match!! You can call us the:
LOW DOWN DIRTY RATS!
The Low Down Dirty Rats head back up the ramp swearing at the crowd as they are loudly booed.
Just minutes after the Briefcase Ladder Match, a defeated and worn out Yoshiharu Kubo comes through the curtain only to find Jenna Salvatore waiting for him. Of course, she wanted to know where his head was at in this very moment. But before Jenna can get her first question off, Yoshiharu is struck from behind. As soon as he drops to the ground, we see a pair of high heeled leather boots. Once the camera begins to travel upward, it doesn’t take long to reveal Nevaeh standing there.
Kushnir: NEVAEH?!
Evans: On PRIME?! What year is it?!
Evans: On PRIME?! What year is it?!
Nevaeh: Just because I’m on Unchained now, you didn’t think I was going to miss out on the 100th episode of Prime, did you?
Nev hoists Heaven’s Helper into view and over her shoulder.
Nevaeh: Of course, I had to bring my baby with me.
From the ground, Yoshiharu groans as Nev crouches down and lifts his head up by the hair.
Nevaeh: If you have a problem with that, I can always come back for a night and remind people who dominated this place since the very beginning. Just know it’ll be your funeral.
Nev slams his face into the ground before walking off down the hall.
--- SCARS & STRIPES 2017.
Trixie runs across the ring, bounces off the ropes and drills Nevaeh in the face with the Shining Apprentice. Trixie drops down for the cover.
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Trixie rolls back to her feet and begins to charge up the crowd. She circles around Nevaeh who is slow to her feet and sizes her up.
She fires in a Spicy Superkick but Nevaeh dives out of the way, scrambles to her feet and blindsides Trixie with a spear.
Nevaeh pulls Trixie back up and swings her around for a Fall From Grace that connects. Nevaeh makes the cover.
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DING! DING! DING!
Nina Dobrev: And your winner by pinfall, AND NEEWWW Indy Champion, NEVAEH!
FBI: And new!
Mystery Man: That's right, we've got a new Indy Champion. Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh knocks off our first ever champion Trixie. What a match folks!
Trixie runs across the ring, bounces off the ropes and drills Nevaeh in the face with the Shining Apprentice. Trixie drops down for the cover.
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Trixie rolls back to her feet and begins to charge up the crowd. She circles around Nevaeh who is slow to her feet and sizes her up.
She fires in a Spicy Superkick but Nevaeh dives out of the way, scrambles to her feet and blindsides Trixie with a spear.
Nevaeh pulls Trixie back up and swings her around for a Fall From Grace that connects. Nevaeh makes the cover.
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DING! DING! DING!
Nina Dobrev: And your winner by pinfall, AND NEEWWW Indy Champion, NEVAEH!
FBI: And new!
Mystery Man: That's right, we've got a new Indy Champion. Heaven "Nevaeh" Leigh knocks off our first ever champion Trixie. What a match folks!
'15 Minutes' by Shattered Skies hits to kick things off, and once the guitar riff starts, Jack Severn walks down to the ring, accompanied by Dimitri Graves, and accompanied by the vitriol of the audience. Once in the center of the ring, Jack relishes in the crowd's boos, and Dimitri grabs the microphone from Damon Reid, handing it off to Jack.
Jack: HELLOOOOOO EDMONTON! How are we tonight?!
Some cheap pop cheers, some boos still. Jack laughs to himself.
Jack: I know, what better way to kick off the BIGGEST Prime show of all time, than with YOUR Prime Time Catalyst! 100 episodes of Prime… What a feat, am I right? Let’s give it up for Victor Price!
Some more cheers, but still not enough for Jack’s liking.
Jack: I SAID LET’S GIVE IT UP FOR VICTOR PRICE!
More cheers, definitely more boos ..
Jack: AND LET’S GIVE IT UP FOR THE MAN WHO MADE THIS ALL POSSIBLE… ME!
Back to boos as Jack cackles once more.
Jack: I’ve only been signed to Prime for just a few months and we’re already running a stadium show. Coincidence, Dimitri?
Dimitri leans to the mic.
Dimitri: I THINK NOT!
Jack: And while you will see me later tonight when I dethrone Narumi Tsutsumi and prove that she is a FALSE HERO, I decided to I would come out here and give you all a little gift .. do you like gifts?
Confused murmuring.
Jack: On behalf of Graves Enterprises… EVERYONE! LOOK UNDER YOUR SEATS!
The crowd excitedly all look under the seats, only to find T-Shirts with the following design:
BOOOOOOOO!
Jack: Graves Enterprises is NOT responsible for the amount of sex you’ll get after wearing that shirt. We are also not responsible for if you got the wrong size. Suck it up, you dumb Canadian piss babies. And on that note, let’s give a warm welcome to the newest clients in Graves Enterprises… DAN FUNK! BRODIE DAWSON! THE HEAT PACKERS!!!
The old school synth of 'Chase' by Giorgio Moroder hits and The Heat Packers come strutting out, holding up their index fingers and talking trash to the crowd. Jack hands off his microphone to Dan.
Dan: Thank you for the introduction, Jack. I’m ‘Dynamite’ Dan Funk, this is ‘Beautiful’ Brodie Dawson, and we’re the greatest tag team on God’s Green Earth! This man over here, Dimitri Graves, was so kind to get us in the eyes of EWC management after TEN LONG YEARS on the independent scene in the GREATEST place in the world, MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE!
Brodie grabs the mic.
Brodie: Last month, we sent a message that hopefully read loud and clear: WE’RE HERE TO SHOW YOU ALL WHAT REAL TAG TEAM WRESTLING IS ABOUT! WHAT REAL MEN ARE ABOUT! Unlike those old relics, The Southern Express, who we LAID OUT, along with their slut valet, we won’t let anyone here down. We won’t disappoint y’all when y’all want some goddamn tag team wrestling! We won’t EMBARRASS OURSELVES TRYING TO RELIVE OUR GLORY DAYS-
Dan leans in, yelling passionately.
Dan: BECAUSE OUR GLORY DAYS ARE RIGHT NOW! WE ARE PROFESSIONAL TAG TEAM WRESTLING, AND WE-
Before Dan can go any further Notorious by Adelitas Way hits the sound system and Jamie Love walks out onto the stage, alone and with his half of the EWC World Tag Team Championships slung over his shoulder as he stares at the four men in the ring with a mic in his hand. He lifts it to his mouth and goes to say something but instead drops it on the stage and walks to the ring immediately getting in the faces of both members of The Heat Packers pointing to his own forehead as he shoves his title in their faces.
Dan drops his microphone as The Heat Packers and Jamie talk trash to each other, but Jack just picks up the microphone and motions for The Heat Packers to back off a bit.
Jack: Who left their child in the ring?
Jack laughs to himself.
Jack: Listen here, Jamie. There’s four of us, counting my manager who could probably kick your ass. And one of you. So maybe let’s rethink this before you hurt yourself, alright buddy?
Jamie drops his belt and gets ready for a fight when ‘Papercuts’ hits the sound system and the fans inside the Commonwealth Stadium jump to their feet as their native son Xavier Reid comes storming out the back with a chair in hand. He runs towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope as Jack Severn, Dan Funk and Brodie Dawson step out of the ring and hop down to the floor as Xavier stands up ready to take someone’s head off with that chair. He bangs it on the mat three times and then points it at the trio before handing it to a pissed off Jamie Love. He walks over to the ropes and is handed microphone.
Reid: What, you don’t like the 4 on 2 odds…or is it the chair and what I can do with it in my hands that scares you…
Xavier looks down at Jack and smirks.
Reid: Smart move Jack…I’d hate to see your opportunity here tonight against Narumi and the chance to become the Indy Champion go up in flames because I concuss you into next week with that chair because you are in the wrong place at the wrong time…see my issue isn’t with you but the two shitheads your shitty ass enterprise signed out of some backwards ass high school gym…
Xavier looks from Dan to Brodie and then back at Dan.
Reid: You’re the motherfuck that swung that chair at Prime #099…cracked Bunny across the head, busting her open and then…for good measure, when she was down bleeding on this very mat HIT HER AGAIN WITH THAT CHAIR…it was that moment Dan that you signed your own death warrant…
Jamie nods in agreement as he points the chair at Dan
Reid: You came to Prime #099 hoping to get Bobby and Jimmy’s attention, to make a name off The Southern Express’s name but what you did to Bunny…well NOW YOU HAVE TWO BASTARDS TO DEAL WITH!!!
Xavier flips the microphone to the mat and glares at The Heat Packers.
Evans: Tensions are already heating up here tonight already! The Heat Packers have made themselves a lot of enemies, very fast.
Kushnir: I'd get the hell out of the way of an angry Xavier Reid too!
We cut to ....
--- NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS 2017.
Mystery Man: Such resilience shown by these two, back and forth, all night long! This might as well be the main event
FBI: This is just proof of how much quality the EWC has. These two were in South Korea less than a week ago and today they are back in North Carolina, they do not look Jet-lagged at all.
Nevaeh brings the challenger to his feet and begins dispatching punches, but the man is able to catch one of the hands and deliver a chop slap into her chest which he follows up with a kick to the midsection. Stitches hooks her arms and the crowd go wild, they know what’s coming… For the second time in the night, THE SOUND OF SILENCE! He goes for the pin.
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Stitches looks in disbelief as the referee hands him his new title. His face falls into the title before he rises to his feet and celebrates the win.
Nina Debrov: Here’s your winner and THE NEW INDY CHAMPION! STITCHES THE CLOWN!!
Mystery Man: He did it!!! We have a new champion people!
Hank: This man gave it everything and he won everything on the night!
FBI: An impressive performance by both athletes but Stitches was won when it counted the most!
--- WRESTLEFEST 2017.
Stitches is the first man to react, he finds his feet and then crawls into the ring, battered and weakened as his opponents are. He begins to climb up the ladder slowly, his weakened muscles don’t allow for much haste. In this time, Pablo finds himself on the other end of the ladder and climbing as well. Stitches is the first to get to the top but just as he reaches for the title he feels a spray of skittles across his face. Pablo in desperation had tossed a bunch of skittles into his face to delay him just enough for him to get there, and it worked. Behind Pablo is Honey Hunt also making her way up the ladder behind him.
Mystery Man: All three athletes are on the ladder!
Stitches and Pablo begin to trade blows at the top as they wobble both threatening to fall. The right-hand exchanges continue but just as Pablo looks to take the advantage, he feels Honey tug on his pants. He kicks her in the head and sends her falling back to the mat and somehow keeps enough concentration to duck a punch and then smash the champs head into the ladder. The hit sends the champ falling right down to the mat. Pablo unhooks the belt and wraps it around his waist.
DING DING DING!!!
Dobrev: Here’s your winner and the NEW Indy champion EL PABLO!
Mystery Man: Skittles sales are going up! What an impressive victory.
Hanks: This one will stick with Stitches until 2018. He's been a great Champion for Prime, but the new era has now started as El Pablo shocks the Indy Circuit with a massive win here tonight
--- STRANGLEMANIA 2021.
Woo: The big moves are coming out now. Plus the level of violence has been raised with piles of lightubes being destroyed and even eaten. That was disgusting
Gomez: Everyone is getting covered in so much blood, I thought there was a red light on the ring for a moment.
S.I.N. is on his feet and he lifts Faith to hers. She elbows him in the gut and hits a Right Hand before dropping him with a Faithful onto the shards. Before she knows it, Faith is sent face first into the shards as a result of a Sharpeknife. Jordan turns at the last second in time to see Dio coming toward him and hitting a Laertius Effect. He covers Faith Rivers, who is the nearest to him.
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DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner of the G1 via pinfall... and NEEEEEW INDY CHAMPION! DIO!
Dio gets to his feet as the referee hands him the Indy Championship. Dio places it on his shoulder and with a pained expression raises his hand in victory as EMTs check on his opponents.
Woo: He came so close to it in the Prime Season Premiere but now Dio is the new Indy Champion AND he's the G1 Tournament winner, but he came through an absolute war to do so. We can't forget what an amazing Indy Champion Jordan Sharpe has been .. an end of an era.
Gomez: I take my hat off to him but I also have to take it off to everyone in this match.
Mystery Man: Such resilience shown by these two, back and forth, all night long! This might as well be the main event
FBI: This is just proof of how much quality the EWC has. These two were in South Korea less than a week ago and today they are back in North Carolina, they do not look Jet-lagged at all.
Nevaeh brings the challenger to his feet and begins dispatching punches, but the man is able to catch one of the hands and deliver a chop slap into her chest which he follows up with a kick to the midsection. Stitches hooks her arms and the crowd go wild, they know what’s coming… For the second time in the night, THE SOUND OF SILENCE! He goes for the pin.
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Stitches looks in disbelief as the referee hands him his new title. His face falls into the title before he rises to his feet and celebrates the win.
Nina Debrov: Here’s your winner and THE NEW INDY CHAMPION! STITCHES THE CLOWN!!
Mystery Man: He did it!!! We have a new champion people!
Hank: This man gave it everything and he won everything on the night!
FBI: An impressive performance by both athletes but Stitches was won when it counted the most!
--- WRESTLEFEST 2017.
Stitches is the first man to react, he finds his feet and then crawls into the ring, battered and weakened as his opponents are. He begins to climb up the ladder slowly, his weakened muscles don’t allow for much haste. In this time, Pablo finds himself on the other end of the ladder and climbing as well. Stitches is the first to get to the top but just as he reaches for the title he feels a spray of skittles across his face. Pablo in desperation had tossed a bunch of skittles into his face to delay him just enough for him to get there, and it worked. Behind Pablo is Honey Hunt also making her way up the ladder behind him.
Mystery Man: All three athletes are on the ladder!
Stitches and Pablo begin to trade blows at the top as they wobble both threatening to fall. The right-hand exchanges continue but just as Pablo looks to take the advantage, he feels Honey tug on his pants. He kicks her in the head and sends her falling back to the mat and somehow keeps enough concentration to duck a punch and then smash the champs head into the ladder. The hit sends the champ falling right down to the mat. Pablo unhooks the belt and wraps it around his waist.
DING DING DING!!!
Dobrev: Here’s your winner and the NEW Indy champion EL PABLO!
Mystery Man: Skittles sales are going up! What an impressive victory.
Hanks: This one will stick with Stitches until 2018. He's been a great Champion for Prime, but the new era has now started as El Pablo shocks the Indy Circuit with a massive win here tonight
--- STRANGLEMANIA 2021.
Woo: The big moves are coming out now. Plus the level of violence has been raised with piles of lightubes being destroyed and even eaten. That was disgusting
Gomez: Everyone is getting covered in so much blood, I thought there was a red light on the ring for a moment.
S.I.N. is on his feet and he lifts Faith to hers. She elbows him in the gut and hits a Right Hand before dropping him with a Faithful onto the shards. Before she knows it, Faith is sent face first into the shards as a result of a Sharpeknife. Jordan turns at the last second in time to see Dio coming toward him and hitting a Laertius Effect. He covers Faith Rivers, who is the nearest to him.
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DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner of the G1 via pinfall... and NEEEEEW INDY CHAMPION! DIO!
Dio gets to his feet as the referee hands him the Indy Championship. Dio places it on his shoulder and with a pained expression raises his hand in victory as EMTs check on his opponents.
Woo: He came so close to it in the Prime Season Premiere but now Dio is the new Indy Champion AND he's the G1 Tournament winner, but he came through an absolute war to do so. We can't forget what an amazing Indy Champion Jordan Sharpe has been .. an end of an era.
Gomez: I take my hat off to him but I also have to take it off to everyone in this match.
We return to ringside where the crowd is fired up to see three Indy Champions in one match!
Evans: Let's get this one underway, it's Indy Champions ONLY!
Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is a Triple Threat Match. Joining us first, residing in Seattle, Washington and weighing in at 205 pounds he is your crux ... DIO!
The lights dim down, and a voice comes over the PA system.
”I am your Crux.”
The phrase kicks off the sounds of “Change (in the house of flies)” by the Deftones as Dio emerges from the curtain and stands atop the stage. He surveys the crowd, tugging at the collar of his leather jacket before heading down toward the ring.
Reid: And the opponents, first residing in the Carnival of Broken Dreams and weighing in at 260 pounds ... STITCHES!
'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat in the music drops Stitches appears from behind the curtain. Stitches methodically makes his way down the entrance ramp with no care for the audience. Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide. Stitches enters the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.
Reid: Finally, residing in Puebla City, Mexico and weighing in at 180 pounds he is the current EWC X-Division Champion ... 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 while the X-Division Championship belt glistens around his waist. He charges down the ramp and slides under the ropes into the ring, then runs up the turnbuckle and holds the title belt high above his head to another pop from the adoring crowd. After offering a final salute, he hops back down to the canvas, handing his belt to the referee and performing a few final stretches as his music fades.
DING DING DING
Stitches kicks Pablo in the gut and Dio hits him with a slingblade sending Pablo rolling to the outside. Dio turns his attentions to Stitches who is on his knees. He jabs Dio with an uppercut. A second one staggers Dio. Stitches lifts Dio for a powerbomb but Dio counters rolling Stitches for a sunset flip. Before the ref can count one, Stitches rolls through and boots Dio in the face. Dio holds his nose as he makes it to his feet. Stitches takes him back to the mat with a sidewalk slam before Pablo appears from nowhere with a top rope legdrop. Dio rolls from the ring as Stitches grabs Pablo's mask and pulls Pablo into a backbreaker. Pablo holds his lower back as he gets to his feet but it leaves him open for Stitches to pound on his shoulder blades with forearms. Stitches whips Pablo off the ropes and catches him with a Samoan drop. Pablo staggers to his feet and Stitches again whips him off the ropes. This time Pablo ducks a clothesline and hits a standing monkey flip that sends Stitches across the ring. Pablo dropkicks Stitches on the back of the head before climbing to the rope and crashing on Stitches for a moonsault. He hooks the legs.
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Stitches gets a shoulder off the mat. As he makes it to his feet, Dio reaches into the ring and pulls Stitches out before sliding into the ring himself. Dio cracks Pablo with a back elbow to the jaw before taking him to the mat with an STO. Pablo get to his feet. Dio hoists him into the air and drives Pablo down hard across his knee with a gutbuster. He covers Pablo.
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Pablo gets a shoulder off the mat as he rolls to his side. Dio lifts Pablo to his feet but Pablo rams his shoulder into Dio's jaw. Pablo runs off the ropes and leaps hitting Dio with a forward rolling hurricarana. Dio gets back to his feet where he gets dropkicked back down. Dio gets back to his feet where Pablo hiptosses him back to the mat. Pablo holds Dio an an armbar for a second before dropping a legdrop. He hooks Dio's legs.
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Dio breaks free stopping the count.
Evans: He almost had Dio on that one!
Kushnir: Almost ain't gonna cut in on PRIME 100!
Pablo gets to his feet but is knocked down by Stitches who cracks him with a Beautiful Disasterpiece. He covers.
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Dio dives breaking it up. Stitches unloads his anger on Dio with a series of punches and kicks. Dio catches one with his fist and arm wringers Stitches transitioning it into Tranquiity. Dio rolls Stitches over and makes a cover.
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Pablo dives in to break the count. Dio and Pablo exchange punches before Dio throws Pablo out of the ring. Or tries to anyway. Pablo kicks off the middle rope and flies back at Dio hitting a Fury Ninja Strike. He covers Dio.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Stitches drags Pablo off Dio breaking the count.
Evans: That was it! Had this been a one on one match, I'm sure that would have been it.
Kushnir: Gotta keep that head on a swivel when it comes to triple threat matches!
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THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... DIO!!!
Evans: Smart wrestling by Dio. He reviewed the situation from outside the ring and waited for the perfect moment to strike.
Kushnir: Stitches could have won with the Sound Of Silence. Pablo could have won with that heel kick. Both had their opportunities in this one. As we discussed, this could easily have been a different result had it been one on one for anyone in this match.
Dio stands in the ring and applauds the Prime fans as they applaud and cheer him. He climbs to the middle turnbuckle and raises his arms in victory.
Evans: It's always the equivalent of a world war when three former champions step into the ring, but it's Dio who comes out on top here tonight!
Kushnir: Great to see Dio back on the blue brand, you have to wonder if Pablo was banged up from the Insanity Cage here tonight and credit to Stitches too who is always a fierce competitor! But, speaking of Indy Champions only .....
The camera cuts to .....
As the sun disappears behind the horizon and Edmonton is shrouded in darkness, a former familiar face stares up at the Commonwealth Stadium. Slightly older, but still looking to be in shape, the ragged face of the former Indy Champion, Richard Garcia, continues to stare at the Commonwealth Stadium. Approaching from his right shoulder is Jade, his former girlfriend, now wife, caring a bundle of blankets in her arms.
Jade Garcia: How are you feeling?
Richard Garcia: It is a surreal sight, staring up at this stadium knowing that inside, thousands of fans will fill those seats for a wrestling show, the wrestling show, a celebration of one hundred episodes of Prime and I am an outsider looking in.
Jade Garcia: You're no outsider, you're a former champion.
Richard Garcia: It has been a long time since I stepped through those ropes. What if they don't remember me?
Jade Garcia: They will remember you, I promise. Whether you believe it or not, you made an impact
Richard Garcia turns and looks at Jade, giving her a hesitant smirk before placing his hands on the blankets cradled in Jade's arms. Brushing the blankets aside, a small face is revealed underneath. The small face belonged to his son, Ethan, the first born into the Garcia family and hope not the only. Richard Garcia leans down and kisses his son on the forehead.
Richard Garcia: I hope you are right
He proceeds to walk towards Commonwealth Stadium with Jade following close behind, the enormity of the event starting to situated deep within his stomach, knowing that in a few short hours he would be stepping out in front of the fans in attendance, hoping to get a reaction, any reaction, to his one-night return.
We go backstage to the locker room area, as the camera focuses on a door that reads ‘Jordan Freaking Sharpe.’ The camera pans over to see Sour Candy standing there, a delighted grin on her face.
SC: Finally. Nowhere to run.
She kicks open the door to find … the locker room is completely empty! She screams in frustration and rage as she clears everything off of the tables and throws one of the chairs at the television in the corner. She breathes heavily as she looks around and heads out of the room and down the hallway.
SC: He can’t avoid me forever. He can’t run away forever. I hope he remembers all of this could have been avoided had Chris Brock simply given me what I want. All of the violence and pain he'll experience later tonight? It didn't have to be like this. What I want is my match with Jordan Sharpe.
The crowd pops when they hear his name and she scoffs and turns to the camera.
SC: Ohh you still cheer for him? For the coward? Look around, idiots. He doesn’t care about you. When was the last time Mister ‘I am Paramount’ showed up for work? He’s perfectly happy sitting at home, and you still cheer him. He shows up tonight and challenges Victor Price and he still ignores me? It shows he’s nothing but the coward I’ve been saying he is the whole time. Letting Gabrielle fight his battles for him. He is pathetic. I tried to find him in his locker room, but what a shock. No Jordan. He cares so much about this show, right? I'll tear this arena apart if I have to. If he won't show his face….
She begins to walk down the hallway, and goes through a door to the parking lot area in the back of the arena.
SC: Then I guess I’ll have to find him myself.
As Sour Candy begins to walk towards her car, we pick up hurried footsteps echoing across the lot. SC hears them too, but it’s too late and she lets out a yell as a steel chair whacks her across the back! She goes down to one knee, as the camera pans up to reveal Saidie Sharpe!
Saidie: You know, I’m getting really fucking tired of you threatening my family.
She hits her again with the chair as Sour Candy grits her teeth and the metal sound clangs off the nearby walls. Saidie hits her a third time, and then pulls her over to the car and slams SC’s face off of the trunk as we audibly hear her nose break. SC feels the blood run down her face from it and starts to laugh as Saidie hits her with a punch to the gut as SC winces now, still with a grin on her face.
Saidie: I’M GLAD YOU THINK THIS IS SO FUNNY!
Saidie grabs her, and slams her down with a powerbomb onto the trunk of the car! Sour Candy sinks down to the ground, a bloody mess as Saidie starts to walk away, having proved her point. Sour Candy yells after her, albeit weakly.
SC: Was that supposed to hurt me?
Saidie turns on her heel, and runs back towards the car, hitting Sour Candy with a running knee to the face up against the back of the car as SC crumples down onto the pavement.
Sadie shakes her head.
Saidie: I don’t know what happened with you, Candy, but I’m finishing it.
She exhales as she walks away and we go to ...
Narumi Tsutsumi, head down, is found with the Indy Championship next to her as she sits with a black towel over her head somewhere dark in the arena. She remains scowling even as a finger keeps poking her cheek repeatably until she turns her face annoyed to find Megumi smiling back at her. Unable to be upset, Narumi then turns her head back down.
Megumi: Found you! I know you’re favorite hiding spots. How long are you going to mope around? It’s Prime 100 and you’re the champion! Everyone is out enjoying the event!
Narumi: I can’t go out there with all the other former Indy Champions around, after I failed to bring the Undisputed Championship for the show. I let them, Jordan, and the whole brand down. What if I run into any of them out there? I can’t show my face until I start getting payback. I get it now, I let winning the G1 make me lose touch with the fact oni are supposed to be thrilling and have the desire to curse one's enemies. I got too comfortable and let too many things slide. I have to show the roster I won’t just let them mess with us.
Megumi pokes her again.
Megumi: Well don’t forget to get your fun side of those thrills while you’re at it. You can worry about what others are thinking all you want, but at the end of the day you’re the one who was here to bring Prime into its 100th episode as champion. You’re the one that has been giving these fans matches of the night and performances they call the most valuable. So you lost at Night of Champions, do you think hiding away here and stewing in your regret will somehow improve things? The fans want their bizarre champion doing what she does best in her spectacles.
Narumi: You’re right…..I know you are. I just don’t want to mingle with the rest of the roster and do a showy segment today. I’ll be okay, go enjoy the party. Go kick RMK's and his strange new friends' asses. In the main event I’ll give the fans the show and fight that’s more than expected from me, trust me I have it in me, the pesky troublemaker in me isn’t gone. I can celebrate Prime 100 after that.
Megumi flashes the Shinijoshi double deuce/peace sign and holds it with a smile.
Megumi: Show me. If not, I’ll tell Sonya and Aiya you’re crying back here, and then we’ll all be here brooding next to you instead of enjoying the party until you get your head straight.
Narumi looks at Megumi doing the Shinijoshi sign, and eventually, Narumi breaks in a small smirk and does the double peace/deuce sign back at her. Megumi pats Narumi on the back and leaves as Narumi nods, and we go to..
We return to ringside where someone is about join the government of PRIME!
Evans: We've got a rivalry renewed here, ladies and gentlemen, Scorpio and Kyle Gautier go at it .. next!
Reid: The following match is set for one fall and is for the title of PRIME Minister! Joining us first, residing in Mobile, Alabama and weighing in at 235 pounds ... KYLE GAUTIER!
An elegant Purple spotlight shines on the ramp as ‘The Man’ by the Killers blares. Kyle Gautier is standing at the top soaking in the raucous cheers. He slaps hands with anyone as he runs down to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and goes to as many corners as he can to get ready.
Reid: And the opponent...
'Rule Britannia' hits the speakers as red, white, and blue lighting flashes around the arena. The crowd begin to boo loudly as the imagine of a waving Union Jack is displayed on the X-Tron. Superimposed on this is the message "Please be upstanding for your Prime Minister". After a little while the orchestral music fades down...
Reid: :Please welcome, from London, England, weighing in at 205 lbs... 'The People's Camp', 'The Baddest Bitch On The Planet', 'The Prime Minister'...'THE S-FACTOR' SCORPIO!
'Iconic' - Madonna feat. Chance The Rapper hits the speakers as the house lights go down, switching to a spotlight focused on the curtain. It parts, revealing 'The S-Factor' Scorpio stood behind, a hand on his hip cutting a beautiful silhouette. He sashays forward, a long coat dripping in jewels swaying with every step. Behind him steps Crème de la Crème, Scorpio's drag queen confidant and manager. The two look to one another and nod, before Scorpio opens his coat and drops it to the floor, revealing another stunning outfit. He steps down the ramp with a confident strut, emulating that of the catwalk models of Paris and Milan, before reaching the ring. Scorpio climbs up one set of steps as Crème climbs the other, parting the ropes to allow 'The S-Factor'' in. Stepping into the middle of the ring Scorpio raises one arm, and blows a kiss with the other, a smile forming on his beautifully made-up face.
DING DING DING
Gautier runs at Scorpio raising a knee that catches him in the ribs. Scorpio doubles over as Gautier spins nailing Scorpio with a back elbow to the side of the head. Gautier grabs Scorpio and dumps him into the corner. He runs at Scorpio who lifts his feet to block. Scorpio spins hitting Gautier with a hurricanrana. Scorpio gets to his feet but walks into a clothesline from Gautier. He lifts Scorpio for a DDT. However, Scorpio counters with a northern lights suplex.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Gautier hits Scorpio in the ribs breaking the count. Both get to their feet. Again Gautier goes for a DDT. Scorpio counters with a back drop but Gautier shifts his weight and lands on his feet. Scorpio turns to face him but Gautier lifts Scorpio off his feet and slams him to the mat with an Alabama slam. He rolls on top for a cover.
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TWO...
THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Scorpio lifts his left shoulder off the mat to break the count. Both get to their feet. Gautier is on his feet first and finally hits a DDT. However, he can't make the cover.
Evans: Both are down! If it stays like that, I think Scorpio will continue for another term as Prime Minister.
Kushnir: You make it sound like they're fighting for a championship here!
Gautier just manages to stretch an arm over Scorpio.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Scorpio pushes the arm away. Both get to their feet and Scorpio lashes out with a superkick. Gautier ducks and drops Scorpio to the mat with a reverse STO. He falls into the corner and pulls himself to the top. Gautier leaps hitting a tMc Club Initiation. Gautier covers.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Scorpio shoves Gautier away. Gautier lifts Scorpio to his feet and whips him off the ropes. Scorpio reverses sending Gautier off the ropes. Scorpio cracks him with a Fuck You Europe as he rebounds back. Scorpio makes a cover.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Gautier pushes himself free breaking the count. Scorpio punches the mat in frustration.
Evans: That's how much it means to Scorpio. At times I think being Prime Minister means MORE to him than a championship.
Kushnir: You do? I think he loves being the Prime Minister but I think it eats at both him and Gautier that they were not involved at Night Of Champions last week.
Both get to their feet and Scorpio lashes out with right hands. Gautier fires back with his own as a hockey fight breaks out between the two. The fight stops when Scorpio punches Gautier in the ribs and whips him hard into the corner. Gautier staggers out into a superkick. He makes a cover.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Gautier rolls to his side breaking the count. Scorpio lifts him to his feet but Gautier shoulders him in the gut. Gautier attempts an Oliver Twist Of Fate but Scorpio shoves him away. As Gautier turns to face Scorpio, he gets caught with an AGR. Scorpio covers.
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THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall and your Prime Minister ... SCORPIO!!!
Evans: He remains Prime Minister! I'm so happy for him, he must be over the moon!
Kushnir: You are way too happy about this. However It has to be pointed out how close Kyle Gautier came to victory. He had a few close calls and near falls and this could well have been a different story had he hit the Oliver Twist Of Fate.
As the dust settles on Scorpio’s victory he gets to his feet in the middle of the ring and looks around. The crowd have a slightly mixed response – most are obviously booing the shit out of him because he’s fundamentally a terrible person, but given he’s willingly put the Prime Minister title up for defence and proven himself there seems to be an element of respect from the crowd. The newly retained Prime Minister cracks a smile at his achievement as Crème de la Crème climbs into the ring and signals to Dalilah Ashe. The Last Temptation dives under the ring and pulls out a black box as Scorpio looks confused. Crème is handed a microphone as Ashe joins her in the ring.
Crème: Ladies, gentlemen, and everybody in between – AND STILL THE PRIME MINISTER… SCOOOOOOOORPIO!
She raises Scorpio’s hand as Ashe claps her idol. The S-Factor smiles looking from one to the other as Crème brings the microphone to her lips again.
Crème: Now… Dalilah and I were thinking… you have been the Prime Minister for over a year and a half, you have successfully defended the title, and it’s about time you had something to show for it…
Crème smiles warmly as Dalilah opens the black box to reveal a shining gold chain akin to that worn by a mayor. It has a series of topaz jewels hanging from it with a large Prime logo made of diamonds and topazes. Scorpio’s eyes widen with excitement at the piece as Crème lifts it from the box and drapes it over the Prime Minister’s neck and shoulders. Scorpio begins to pirouette on the spot as he enjoys the glamour of the bejewelled chain. Crème and Dalilah applaud as Scorpio calls for the microphone.
Scorpio: Darlings, Kyle Gautier put up a fight, but right here on Prime 100 I have proven unequivocally that I am the fucking PRIME MINISTER…
He pauses momentarily as one hand drapes along the glittering chain.
Scorpio: … but I intend to prove that every week. This chain is gorgeous, and the title of Prime Minister means something at last, and I intend to keep adding to its legacy. So this chain and the moniker Prime Minister will be defended each and every single time I step into a Prime ring…
Crème and Ashe look slightly horrified that Scorpio has just put their gift up for the taking by someone else as Scorpio smiles widely. The crowd give some murmurings of cheers and support for the decision as The Prime Minister drops the microphone and “Iconic” hits the speakers. He climbs from the ring and struts to the back showing off his glittering chain as Crème and Ashe continue looking perplexed at the decision.
Kushnir: Well… Scorpio came out here to defend the Prime Minister title and he did just that, and it seems he wants to do it more?! Who could have predicted Scorpio would be willingly looking to defend a title he doesn’t even have to?!
Evans: It certainly seems the S-Factor is turning over a new leaf…?
The camera cuts to ....
We head backstage and we see Callie Clark stretching and preparing for her upcoming match as she’s approached by none other than Jack Severn & Dimitri Graves. She immediately gets up and into a defensive position.
Callie: What do you want?
Dimitri puts his hands up.
Dimitri: We’re just here to thank you.
Callie raises an eyebrow.
Callie: For what?
Jack: For being my tag team partner at Parabellum, of course! Shooting Malcolm with an arrow was… unexpected, to say the least, but honestly a genius move. And between you and me, I’ve had two other tag partners, and I’d pick teaming with you any day over that dumb Texan and-
Jack chokes up a bit but quickly recovers.
Jack: Not that they matter anyways. So as a token of my appreciation, I’m here to shake your hand and wish you the best of luck against Brett tonight. It’ll be a treat watching that beast fall to a friend.
Callie: Didn’t know we were friends.
Jack stretches out his hand and Callie cautiously shakes it. Jack places his other hand onto Callie’s, clasping her hand with both of his.
Jack: And you should take your friends where you get them. I know you’re not much of a team player anymore, but remember… teamwork makes the dream work.
Callie rolls her eyes and laughs.
Callie: Well that’s just not true. Teamwork just leads to being left high and dry.. I appreciate the gesture, but I can beat Bosa on my-
Jack: I have no doubt you can beat Brett. But will you?
Jack pats Callie’s hand, staring daggers into her before letting go and smiling.
Jack: So let’s hope you make your dream work tonight, right? Good luck out there, Callie.
Jack pats Callie on the back and walks off. Dimitri leans in and holds out his business card, but Callie just looks at him like he has lobsters crawling out of his ears. Dimitri then just sets the card on the floor, smiling warmly before walking away with Jack. Callie glances at her hand, still enclosed in a fist, and then looks down at the business card…
The camera cuts backstage inside The Love Club locker room where we find an irritated Jamie Love as he paces back and forth. Jamie’s father, ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love, who is sitting on the bench looks up at his son.
T. Love: Something bothering you son?
Tommy smiles a bit as ‘The Love Child’ looks at his old man.
J. Love: Did you hear what those fuckers said about us?
Tommy nods like it was no big deal.
T. Love: I’ve heard and been called worse…
But Jamie isn’t having it…
J. Love: No FUCK THEM, they took a shot at our family…
But Tommy stands up and puts his hands on his son’s shoulder to stop him from walking back and forth.
T. Love: Listen, let those dipshits make their jokes…but the joke is on them…the Love’s have done more here in the EWC than either one of those lame hacks…let’s look at facts, me, Bunny, Buddy and YOU have all had championship gold…where is their gold? We have done more in the past two years than they have done in their entire careers…we are CHAMPIONS Jamie…they are a step above enhancement talents…
Tommy laughs as he let’s his son go as Xavier Reid, who’s been watching this all unfold.
Reid: Hell they basically called me a ‘has been’...I guess it’s better to be a has been then a never was right…they ignored the fact that I won the International Championship twice this season…am one half of the tag team champions…a GRAND SLAM CHAMPION…make their little joke about being bent over by Flip while ignoring the fact that last time I was in the ring with Flip I put him down…1, 2, 3!!!
Xavier raises his eyebrows at Jamie…
Reid: They were talking just to hear themselves talk…sure they took a shot at you but the joke is on them…you are a TAG TEAM CHAMPION Jamie while they have done NOTHING here in the EWC so really who is the joke…
T. Love: Exactly!!! And tonight they have to pay the price for running their mouths when they step into the ring with you two BASTARDS!!!
Xavier nods…
Reid: That’s right…see Jamie, use this out there…you’re pisse…well unleash that onto these two idiots…want to show them what a LOVE is all about then go out there and show them what a LOVE is made of…these two have had YEARS in the EWC and we have done more in 4 months…they could only dream of being the tag team that we are…
T. Love: It’s jealousy son…they want nothing more than to hold those championships but they can’t even sniff a title match…while you two…
Reid: Are the team that ENDED The Southern Express’s run as THE dominant tag team in the EWC…
Xavier picks up is EWC Tag Team Title…
Reid: I didn’t come home to drop another match in my hometown so…
Xavier shoves Jamie…
Reid: I want you to be a pissed off BASTARD out there tonight, I want you to rip their fucking heads off out there and I want to stand in the ring and hold these championships up high…
Tommy hands Jamie this championship belt…
Reid: You want to shut these people up then you need to go out there and close their mouths…send a message, if your name comes out of ANYONE’S mouth you will be right there to fucking break their jaw!!!
Xavier smirks as Jamie nods and the camera fades out of The Love Club’s locker room…
We're not going to have to wait vey long to see what a couple of pissed off Bastards can do as we return to ringside where it's time for some tag-team action!
Evans: Well ladies and gentlemen DAMAGE INC is looking to climb up the Tag-Team Championship rankings and no better way to do so than to take on and hopefully beat the champions, The Bastards! However Xavier Reid is in one horrible mood after his encounter with The Heat Packers earlier on tonight so they're going to have their hands full!
Reid: The following match is a Tag Team Contenders Match. Joining us first,the challengers, introducing first, fighting out of the Fear Factory Dojo and weighing in at a combined 725 lbs...Malice...MAYHEM...DAMAGE INCORPORATED!!!
Pyro explodes across the stage. The light pulses like lightning and Lacey Savage appears wearing a skull bandanna that covers her lower face. When the lightning pulses again a thick smoke rolls in, and from the smoke come two huge figures dressed in matching leather jackets that reach all the way to their matching boots. The two men are wearing full face masks that look like skulls. Each skull face is partially covered by a bandanna, outlaw style. The two men flank Lacey and they all come to stand in the center of the stage.
Removing their masks the group marches in lock step down the ramp to the ring. Once between the ropes the group clusters together in a tight huddle to go over their final game plan, each member sizing up their opponents and getting ready for a war. Malice holds the ropes open for Lacey before the bell rings where she takes her place at ringside where she prepares to aid her team however she can.
Reid: And the opponents, at a combined weight of 340 pounds, Jamie Love and Xavier Reid ... THE BASTARDS!
As 'For The Glory' plays out as 'The Memphis Mouthpiece' Tommy Love walks out onto the stage first, he turns and points 'The Love Stick' back as his son Jamie Love walks out and then Xavier Reid. The three men stand there for a moment looking at each other but all three turn as Maria Love comes walking out, she ignores Tommy and motions for Jamie and Xavier to follow her as she leads the two towards the ring as Tommy runs to catch up with 'his' team.
DING DING DING
Mayhem and Jamie start. Mayhem smacks Jamie with a forearm to the side of the head that staggers him. Mayhem then cracks him with a roundhouse kick. Mayhem grabs Jamie for a package piledriver. Jamie manages to wriggle free. He grabs at Mayhem's legs ad pulls him to the mat. Jamie leaps hitting a legdrop. Jamie waits for Mayhem to get to his feet and charges at Mayhem hitting a running neckbreaker. Mahyem again gets to his feet. Jamie catches him on the back of the leg with repeated hard kicks until Mayhem can't stand and drops to his knees. Jamie hits Mayhem on the back of the head with a roundhouse kick. Jamie makes a cover.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Mayhem pushes Jamie away to break the count. Mayhem gets to his feet and grabs Jamie and launches him across the ring with a butterfly suplex before tagging in Malice. He grabs Jamie and tosses him in the air for a pop up Samoan drop. He makes a cover.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Jamie fights his way out and dives to his own corner to tag Reid in. Reid gets into the ring an charges at Malice. Running right into a clothesline. Malice whips Reid into the corner but Reid runs up the corner and flies back at Malice hitting a disaster kick. Reid runs at Malice as he gets back to his feet but he gets scooped up in a gorilla press slam which brings Reid down hard onto the mat. Malice lifts Reid for a tombstone but Reid reverses it into a tombstone position and drops him for a codebreaker catching Malice in the jaw. Both men are down on the mat.
Evans: First one to move may have the advantage here.
Kushnir: That's IF someone moves.
First one to move is Malice who pulls himself to his feet using the ropes. He lifts Reid to his feet and whips him off the ropes before driving him to the mat with a pop-up powerbomb. He tags in Mayhem. They throw, run, splash and batter Reid with Shock And Awe. Mayhem makes a cover.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Jamie dives in to break the count. Malice and Mayhem turn their attentions to Jamie with right hands and kicks until Reid joins the fray. Mayhem charges at Reid with a clothesline. He ducks and Malice gets knocked to ringside. Mayhem checks on his partner but all that does is allow The Bastards to hit him with You're Not Going To Remember Tomorrow. Reid makes a cover.
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THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Mayhem just gets a shoulder off the mat to break the count.
Evans: I thought that was it!
Kushnir: Mayhem didn't.
Malice climbs to the ring apron. Jamie runs looking to dropick him off but Malice grabs Jamie and pulls him over the top rope to the floor. He gets into the ring and grabs Reid hitting a release German Suplex. Mayhem catches Reid hitting a Lumbar Check Lungblower for the full Total Annihilation. Mayhem makes a cover
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Jamie leaps over the top rope but Malice. Catches him and bodyslams him to the mat.
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... DAMAGE INC!!!
Evans: A huge win for Damage Inc and that win, via the terms and conditions of the match, has put them right into contention for the Tag Team Titles that the men they just defeated hold.
Kushnir: The champions put up one hell of a fight, but just a few nights after Night of Champions was too much for them to take down a very game DAMAGE INC.
Malice and Mayhem stand in the ring and hold the Tag Team Championships above their head in victory before dropping them on the current champions as they lay on the mat.
Evans: I gotta consider this one an upset, grabbing a win over the Tag-Team Champions!
Kushnir: Malice and Mayhem took it to these Bastards tonight! We told you all PRIME 100 was going to be unforgettable!
The Bastards slowly get up, following their loss, but their faces soon turn even more sour when ‘Chase' by Giorgio Moroder hits. Expecting a fight with The Heat Packers, The Bastards face the entrance ramp and put their fists up, BUT THE HEAT PACKERS ATTACK FROM BEHIND! They throw The Bastards out of the ring, and hold up their Tag Team Championships! Tommy Love slides in and gets in the faces of The Heat Packers, BUT THEY JUST HIT HIM WITH THE TAG BELTS!
Dan Funk lifts Tommy into a piledriver position as Brodie Dawson goes to the top rope… AND THEY HIT THE SAYONARA EXPRESS ON TOMMY LOVE! But they’re not done yet! The Heat Packers slide out of the ring to grab a chair, but when they slide back in… The Bastards are ready for them! A hockey fight ensues as the two teams brawl! Dan Funk manages to get out of the ring, BUT BRODIE DAWSON GETS CAUGHT WITH A ONE NIGHT STAND! Dan quickly grabs Brodie and pulls him out of the ring before any more damage can be done as Jamie Love checks on his fallen father, and Xavier Reid yells at The Heat Packers to come back.
Evans: Look at the Heat Packers, just kicking a Bastard when he's down! Ridiculous!
Kushnir: We've gotta settle this one in a match, and very soon!
The camera cuts to ...
Kobro and Duke Commando walk through the backstage area towards the locker rooms. They're fully decked out in black ops camo and carrying heavy bags. Kobro stops for a moment, he looks around at the staff and members of catering rushing around, busy with all the excitement of Prime 100.
Kobro: Where is he? I told Mark to meet us here at 17:00 sharp!
Duke: I'm positive he's out of jail by now.
Kobro: What?
Duke: Nothing, I'm sure he'll show.
Kobro and Duke make their way into the locker room and the door closes. The camera veers to the right, a door marked - Supplies- slowly opens to reveal Mark Keaton. He sneaks out and hustles to the parking lot. A truck is backing up, Mark jumps up and removes the tarp to reveal a large crate marked -RMK Vehicle- he jumps for joy and bangs his head as the hired hands start unloading it.
RMK: Dude's, hurry up and get this ready. Kobro said I had to be here at seventeen thousand o clock or some shit.
SINGLES MATCH
Aeon Khronos
Vs KU
Special Guest Referee: President Mac
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
Aeon Khronos
Vs KU
Special Guest Referee: President Mac
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
We return to ringside where .. everyone look alive, the boss is here!
Evans: What would the 100th episode of PRIME be without an appearance by our boss?
Reid: The following match is set for one fall. Joining us at this time is the special referee. Ladies and Gentleman .. from Winnipeg Manitoba Canada .. the Man .. the Myth .. The Legend .. BIIIIIIIG MAAAAAAAC!
The lights dim.
The X-Tron flickers on.
The letters P R E S I D E N T M A C flash across the screen.
The thousands of Macaholics in attendance jump to there feet in excitement and start pounding there feet on the ground and clapping there hands creating the sound:
BoomBoom CLAP!
BoomBoom CLAP!
BoomBoom CLAP!
Coming Undone by Korn now begins to blast over the P.A
Pyros explode up and down the entrance-ramp and all around the entrance stage. Once the smoke begins to settle, two roving spotlights pan and fix on centerstage. There, President Mac stands, head bowed in his signature sun glasses, arms out-stretched with clenched fists. And as the lyrics kick in, and the fans sing along, Mac clap-clap-stomps toward the ring, slapping hands. At ringside, he takes off his sunglasses and gives them to a young fan. Mac pauses in front of the ring and stares out at the capacity crowed chanting his name, he smiles, soaking it all in. Then he hops the top rope and stands half way up the turnbuckle, posing for the thousands of camera flashes all over the arena.
Reid hands the mic to Mac who looks out to the crowd for a moment before holding the mic up to speak.
Mac: PRIME 100. What a special episode this is. I still remember when PRIME was just a thought. I remember the exact moment when I decided to make it a reality. I was being interviewed, and I was asked about my dream board. Do I have one, what's on it etc ..
Mac pauses, smiles and then continues.
Mac: I thought for a second and I said no. I don't have a dream board. Dreams are for when you're sleeping .. and I'd rather be awake.
The fans get behind this thought and start cheering.
Mac: In that moment I decided to move forward with PRIME. Indy Wrestling has always been a passion of mine, and to showcase the very best of the best, to have these Superstars travel the globe and put on show after show .. 100 of them .. I am so proud of where Team Blue has ended up. I am excited and honored to be part of PRIME 100 tonight as a guest ref in this match - so to all the Superstars, to all the crew, the staff and all you fans .. I say .. here is to PRIME 100 and here is to another 100 more .. at least!
The fans stand, chant and cheer and a video runs showcasing the last 99 episodes of PRIME - before we our next wrestlers are called out.
Reid: Joining us first, from Sapporo, Hokkaido, Japan weighing in at 230 pounds. He is ... KU!
'Fuck It' by Seether plays and KU steps through the curtain. He stands for a second before walking down the ramp, up the steps and into the ring. He stands in the corner of the ring watching for his opponent to make their way to the ring.
Reid: And the opponent, hailing from the Edge of Time itself and weighing in at 114 earth pounds ... AEON KHRONOS!
The chiming of clocks and gears fills the arena as the crowd begins booing the arrival of Aeon Khronos, paying them no mind as the beat kicks in on "Time" by Pink Floyd. She approaches the ring with a smirk on her face, enjoying what she's about to do as she slides into the ring and prepares herself for the match.
DING DING DING
KU lashes out with a right hand but Aeon ducks it and hits KU with forearms that back him into the corner. She takes a step back and runs at Ku taking him to the mat with a monkey flip. Aeon runs at KU but he counters with a back kick to the midsection before pulling her to the mat with an armdrag followed quickly by an elbow drop. He pulls Aeon to her feet and drops her with a vertical suplex brainbuster. He covers as Mac counts.
ONE...
TWO...
THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Aeon gets a shoulder up. KU turns to Mac but says nothing. He turns back to Aeon who is back on her feet. She kicks KU and takes him to the mat with a snap suplex. Aeon takes KU's arm and pulls him to his feet before twisting the arm behind his back with a hammerlock. She twists and spins KU into position for a DDT. She makes the cover as Mac counts.
ONE...
TWO...
THR... NO! KICK OUT!
KU gets a shoulder of the mat.
Evans: Both getting an early near fall here.
Kushnir: You notice the count has remained the same for both here. Mac isn't gonna show favouritism, he calls it right down the middle!
Aeon lifts KU to his feet and whips him off the ropes taking him to the mat with a spinebuster before rolling him with a Paradox. Mac counts.
ONE...
TWO...
THR... NO! KICK OUT!
KU shoves Aeon from on top of him to break the count. Aeon lifts KU to his feet but KU grabs Aeon and blasts her with Sacred Nightmares. Mac counts.
ONE...
TWO...
THR... NO! KICK OUT!
Aeon rolls to her side to break the count. KU gets to his feet and again he stares at Mac but does nothing. Aeon grabs him rolling him up for a school boy.
ONE...
TWO...
THR... NO! KICK OUT!
KU rolls out of the pin attempt.
Evans: KU is getting frustrated here. He can't afford to do that.
Kushnir: He also needs to stop staring at Mac. He's been impartial the whole match. He looks like he wants to kill him!
KU turns to Aeon but gets kicked in the gut. Aeon positions KU for a Time Warp but KU counters with a backdrop. Aeon stumbles to her feet. KU grabs her hitting Get Out Of My Ring. He kicks her legs out of the ring and the rest of her body follows. KU instructs Mac to start counting.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE...
FOUR...
FIVE...
SIX...
SEVEN...
EIGHT...
NINE...
TEN!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via count out ... KU!!!
Evans: KU with the win here on Prime 100. That is a big win that will add a lot of momentum at this end of the season.
Kushnir: Same can't be said for Aeon but she did come close to getting the win on a few occasions.
KU demands Mac raise his hand which Mac does before heading out the ring and up the ramp, giving lots of people waves and taking a few selfies. KU jumps to the middle rope and just looks out at the crowd before heading up the ramp himself.
Evans: KU made a name for himself here on PRIME, it's great to see him back for PRIME 100! And having your hand raised by President Mac is just a bonus!
Kushnir: Somehow I don't think KU cares much about President Mac. Aeon gave him one hell of a fight tonight, and Aeon has been with us on PRIME for a very long time too, this was a great match! Let's take you to the X-Tron, where we have another PRIME Indy Championship moment ...
The camera cuts to ...
The following message has been pre-recorded
The camera opens on ‘The Memphis Mouthpiece’ Tommy Love
Love:Did y’all miss me…
Tommy smirks as he looks into the camera
Love: Let’s not forget before I became the manager of Xavier Reid, Samantha Hamilton and my own son Jamie Love I used to patrol ringside right here in Prime…I came here at Prime #023 when that no good hoodrat The Sandown Kid no-showed us…I heard that punk is bagging groceries as part of his community service…it’s what I heard…
Tommy tilts his head and shrugs his shoulders
Love: I came here to Prime 77 episodes ago with a promise…that this kid…
The camera pulls out to show Tommy standing next to Killjoy Ito
Love: Would become The ACE of Prime and that’s just what he did…he brought what would become the Showtime Broadcast Championship to Prime when we just called it the TV Championship…and just who did he beat…oh that’s right Gabi Visconty, SHOCKING…
Tommy smirks and gives the camera a little wink
Love: He became the FIRST EVER Prime G1 winner and for 161 glorious days he was the Indy Champion…fought inside the Insanity Cage as Prime’s main champion…would win the TV Championship a second time for this brand…
Tommy looks at a stoic Killjoy
Love: For two years we were Prime’s greatest duo and while I have moved on to the Main Brands, Brawl and Rampage and Killjoy to Paramount Prime will always be our first home…the place where we groomed ourselves into the legends we became…Killjoy a TWO TIME X-Division Champion and EWC Undisputed Champion and myself as the manager of the THREE TIME International Champion, the US Champion, the HBO Broadcast Champion and now the reigning EWC Tag Team Champions of the World…shit…
Tommy smiles
Love: I’m a Grand Slam Manager…maybe the first ever!!!
Killjoy just shakes his head at his former manager
Love: I’m just saying, it’s a huge accomplishment but I know, stay on topic…we would never have become the champion…the ICONS we are without our time here in Prime so thank you…thank you for allowing us to grace your brand and to show you how grateful I am allow me to reenact my famous WrestleFest moment…
Tommy smiles as his hands move to his belt that he unbuckles, the button on his jeans that he unbuttons…the zipper that he pulls down and with a smirk…
The camera comes back after a moment on Killjoy. He shakes his head as he looks into the camera
Killjoy: Thank you…Prime!!!
He nods and shows respect to the brand where he made his debut as the camera fades to ...
--- PRIME 47.
Stitches looks down at Nevaeh waving his finger at her and shaking his head no. He takes a few steps back and waves for her to get up and bring it. Killjoy rolls to the outside holding his back, and Carlos is out cold. Nevaeh gets to her feet and the two stare each other down. They tie up and Nevaeh goes for the Fall from Grace! But Stitches rolls out of it, and he ties her up looking for the Sound of Silence! But she manages to reverse it and roll out of his clutches as well! Stitches sprints at Neveah but she leap frogs over him. Stitches bounces off the otherside and he ducks a clothsline from Neveah sprints to the otherside, he bounces off and Nevaeh turns around and gets her head taken off with the Beautiful Disasterpiece!!!
Everett: Wow! I felt that from here
Killjoy is back in the ring and delivers a discus Elbow to Stitches! He quickly climbs to the top rope and leaps off the top rope caving in Stitches’ chest with a double footstomp!!! Killjoy moves to the corner and Nevaeh slowly rolls to her knees, Killjoy runs at a dead sprint at her and delivers the Kettei-da!!! He collapses on top of her out of exhaustion!
ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall and NEW INDY CHAMPION ... KILLJOY ITO!
The ref raises Killjoy's arm and hands him the Indy Championship .. he is overcome with emotion as he holds the Indy Championship above his head as the other three can only look on in defeat. Carlos can't believe it as he shakes his head looking furious and in a great deal of pain as the medics check on him
Everett: I can't believe what we just witnessed here tonight. Carlos' reign has come to an end and Killjoy Ito is the NEW King of Prime! What a hard fought match by all four tonight. They all poured their hearts out ... put their bodies on the line .. this was anyone's match .. but Ito had just enough in him to steal the victory here tonight!
Stitches looks down at Nevaeh waving his finger at her and shaking his head no. He takes a few steps back and waves for her to get up and bring it. Killjoy rolls to the outside holding his back, and Carlos is out cold. Nevaeh gets to her feet and the two stare each other down. They tie up and Nevaeh goes for the Fall from Grace! But Stitches rolls out of it, and he ties her up looking for the Sound of Silence! But she manages to reverse it and roll out of his clutches as well! Stitches sprints at Neveah but she leap frogs over him. Stitches bounces off the otherside and he ducks a clothsline from Neveah sprints to the otherside, he bounces off and Nevaeh turns around and gets her head taken off with the Beautiful Disasterpiece!!!
Everett: Wow! I felt that from here
Killjoy is back in the ring and delivers a discus Elbow to Stitches! He quickly climbs to the top rope and leaps off the top rope caving in Stitches’ chest with a double footstomp!!! Killjoy moves to the corner and Nevaeh slowly rolls to her knees, Killjoy runs at a dead sprint at her and delivers the Kettei-da!!! He collapses on top of her out of exhaustion!
ONE!!!
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TWO!!!
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall and NEW INDY CHAMPION ... KILLJOY ITO!
The ref raises Killjoy's arm and hands him the Indy Championship .. he is overcome with emotion as he holds the Indy Championship above his head as the other three can only look on in defeat. Carlos can't believe it as he shakes his head looking furious and in a great deal of pain as the medics check on him
Everett: I can't believe what we just witnessed here tonight. Carlos' reign has come to an end and Killjoy Ito is the NEW King of Prime! What a hard fought match by all four tonight. They all poured their hearts out ... put their bodies on the line .. this was anyone's match .. but Ito had just enough in him to steal the victory here tonight!
CAPTAIN'S FALL TRIOS MATCH
Omega Commandos (Kobro, Duke, RMK)
Vs Shinijoshi (Aiya, Megumi, SONYA)
Match Writer: Rotten Mark Keaton
Omega Commandos (Kobro, Duke, RMK)
Vs Shinijoshi (Aiya, Megumi, SONYA)
Match Writer: Rotten Mark Keaton
We return to ringside where the crowd is buzzing and we're ready for another round of Trios action!
Evans: Shinijoshi were victorious in Trios competition at PRIME 99, can they go back to back here? Not if the Commandos have anything to say about it!
Reid: The following match is a Captain’s Fall Tag Team contest. The winner must make the captain of their trios opponent submit or by pinfall. Joining us first, combining forces for the good of all mankind, Megumi ,Sonya and their Captain, "Headhuntress" Aiya .... SHINIJOSHIIIIIIIIII!
New Genesis by Ado hits as the lights go out and as members of Shinijoshi make their way to the ring as shadows walking through fogs of alternating colours, Headhuntress Aiya strikes the team hand sign as the lights turn back on. Hundreds of streamers shoot up from beside the ramp on both sides like gigantic waves and bend outwards to fall into the capacity crowd in Edmonton. The Shinijoshi slide in the ring and get the crowds fired up by posing on each side, giving the fans the opportunity to soak in each pose on each section of the arena.
Reid: And their opponents, from the United States Army, protecting America’s freedom ... Duke & Their Captain, Kobro …THE OMEGA COMMANDOOOSSSS!
The low, muted thumping from the rotor blades of an AH-64 Apache helicopter can be heard, on the Xtron, the helicopter flies towards the screen as the thumping gets louder. The attack chopper rises up out of sight as the thumping is really loud now. Two ladders lower in front of the Xtron, Duke Commando is hanging on with one hand and leg. Kobro is on the other ladder with a cigar hanging out of his mouth. They touch down on the stage and the ladders retract. The loud thumping of the helicopter fades off into the distance as The Omega Commandos stand at the top of the ramp, staring menacingly at the ring. They slowly look left and right, watching the fans cheer them. They take one step forward and loud drums start banging with military horns and bass instruments complimenting the drums. They make their way to the ring. Duke runs and slides under the bottom ropes while Kobro takes his time to climb the steel steps then enters through the ropes. They both take off their vests and stretch, getting ready to engage in combat.
Reid: Ahem, The Omega Commandos are accompanied by, from Toronto Ontario Canada, making his in ring return to Prime….REMARKABLE MAAAAARK KEATOOOONN!
The crowds let out a healthy cheer for their home country wrestler, Mark Keaton rolls out in a mini M1 Tank with a huge Canadian flag stuck in the back of it. The top of his torso is sticking out of the top, he rolls the mini tank down to the ring, turns the turret and fires off a huge firework over the crowds that lets out a major boom! Mark crawls out of the mini tank and starts playing air guitar for a minute before sliding in the ring. Kobro and Duke are not impressed as their recruit runs to the top ropes and flexes for the cheering fans, the fans in the stadium are all dancing to Mark’s entrance music, angering Kobro even more.
DING DING DING
Both teams stand in the center of the ring staring at each other. Mark walks out and says hold on, he starts stomping the canvas and trying to start a CA-NA-DA chant but Aiya tosses him over the top ropes just as he starts clapping. The Commandos jump her and start laying in lefts and rights. Sonya and Megumi lay them out with stereo dropkicks, Kobro and Duke roll out of the ring next to RMK. Keaton is wiping off Kobro’s muscles of any dirt, Kobro slaps his hand away but the three of them are completely distracted as Shinijoshi come flying over the top ropes with trios front flips! The Commandos are taken out! Shinijoshi all slide back into the ring much to the delight of the crowd. Kobro is angered, he grabs Duke and Mark by the belts and hauls them to their feet in a powerful display, but Shinijoshi just lay them out again with another trios dive over the ropes! They slide back in the ring as Aiya cockily gestures them to get back in.
Evans: I think Kobro is in over his head both with Shinijoshi AND Mark ...
Kushnir: Dude's gonna need some Tylenol after this. Extra strength.
Kobro regroups his team, they each pick a side then slide in, Aiya tries to clothesline RMK over the ropes but he catches her with a hard boot, dropping her down. Kobro lifts Megumi and presses her over his head, he throws her and she lands right on her back. Duke grabs Sonya and nails her with a knee lift, dropping her down. Mark gathers The Omega Commandos and flexes, he urges both men to do the same, Duke shakes his head but Kobro displays his muscles in a flex down with Mark. Megumi and Aiya rush Duke and Mark, they get tossed out of the ring leaving Kobro alone with Shinijoshi! They take Kobro out with lightning fast kicks and strikes until he’s lying motionless on the canvas. No Fighting Back is really effective, they each grab a limb and hoist Kobro up like a parachute, they toss him high in the air and he lands hard on his stomach! (The Onibus Ride)! Megumi quickly covers the captain…
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TWO ..
CRACK!!! Mark Keaton smashes a wooden chair over her back to break the count! Pieces of shattered wood are everywhere! Sonya is nailed with a hard front kick to the chest (Grenade Front Kick) by Duke! Sending her careening through the middle ropes. Mark throws Megumi through the ropes leaving Aiya alone with Mark and Duke. She cautiously has her hands up, ready to defend. Mark fakes striking and Duke attacks her from the side with a forearm to the jaw, she shakes it off like it had no effect! She plows Duke with Lights Out! The Enziguri sends him to the canvas hard, Mark throws a white powder right in her eyes! She screams and tries to clear her vision, Mark lines her up and hits a spinning lariat to the side of her head! The Lariat from Canada drops her and he hooks the leg…
ONE ...
TWO ...
Sonya breaks up the pin by pulling Mark’s hair right up into a powerbomb position! In an incredible display of strength all at once she runs with a powerbomb drop, the Dreadnaught Bomb is devastating, she drops down and pins him…
The ref waves it off. He’s not the captain. She slaps her own head then drops an elbow on Kobro, she hooks his leg….
ONE ...
TWO ...
He barely kicks out!
Evans: Kobro barely kicking out of that one!
Kushnir: Shinijoshi is firing on all cylinders!
Duke clotheslines Sonya over the top ropes. Kobro gets to his feet, he grabs Aiya in a choke while Duke climbs to the top ropes, Kobro picks her up with one hand for the GET TO DA CHOPPA while Duke does a flying kick, but she kicks Kobro in the face breaking the hold, causing Duke to miss the flying kick that connects with Mark right in the face! His nose is immediately busted open as he staggers back and topples backwards over the top ropes! Aiya hits a buzzsaw kick (Out to Kill) on Kobro! Duke drops her with an Uppercut From Hell right after! He drapes Kobro over Aiya and turns to defend but it's too late, Megumi is already in mid flight with Mousou Express, a springboard kick right to his face! Duke does a back roll out of the ring, she switches Aiya and drapes her over Kobro instead….
ONE ..
TWO ...
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THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... SHINIJOSHIIIIIIIII!!!Evans: The Commandos gave it their best shot but the might of the US Military is nothing compared to the power of Shinijoshi!
Kushnir: Another Trios victory for Shinijoshi, they've been basically unstoppable since coming together as a group. RMK came back for one night, and he can go back away now. I've seen the way he acts on Fighter Talk!
Their entrance music hits and more streamers explode from the corners of the ring as they run around celebrating their trios victory. Kobro regroups with his beaten team and gives Shinijoshi a thumbs up for the good fight.
Evans: Kobro showing respect to his opponents, sportsmanship is getting rare around here so that's good to see, eh Hayley?
Kushnir: That was a fun match! Go away Mark Keaton!
Evans: We've got another special message here for PRIME 100!
The camera cuts to ...
The X-Tron lights up and we see everyone's favorite Spanish Luchador, Carlos Ruiz! The crowd goes nuts!
Ruiz: Buenos Dias, amigos! Carlos is happy very much to be able to send in video for the Prime special episode! Si. Carlos share many great memory in the Extreme Wrestling Corporation, especially in the Prime! And this is numero cien! Bueno. Congratulation to all of the EWC in reaching monumental number! To Señor Mac, Señor Price, y all of the peoples who fight on the Prime every two week, Carlos is happy for all of you! Carlos will raise up a glass of the fine Spanish wine to all of you and to the next one hundred of the episodes! VIVA LA LUCHA!
Carlos smirks and raises a glass of red wine to the camera. We fade to ...
--- PRIME 44.
Garcia's brow is furrowed as he stands up, standing over a slowly recovering Ruiz. He slaps himself a bit in the face to fire himself up before hunkering down, stalking Ruiz as he starts to get up. Ruiz is unsteady on his feet as he spins around to face Garcia, who immediately boots him in the stomach. He gets Ruiz into position for a vertical suplex, which causes a low rumble in the crowd, the murmuring starting to rise as he lifts. They cheer as Ruiz seems to have pushed off as well, flipping over Garcia's head and landing roughly on his feet. He staggers forward as Garcia realizes he's lost his grip and whirls around, and the instant he tries to close in, Ruiz blasts him with a superkick! The crowd erupts as Ruiz's Spanish Eyes go wide, then he quickly falls into a cover.
1...
2...
3! The crowd cheers even more loudly, almost drowning out the closing bell.
DING DING DING
Reid: Here is your winner and the NEW Indy Champion...CARLOS RUIZ!
Ruiz seems ecstatic as Forbes moves toward the timekeeper to take the Indy Championship belt. As he does, Iggy Swango has made her way to the barricade, effortlessly hopping over it before rushing into the ring. As soon as Carlos notices she's there, he rushes over and immediately wraps his arms around her in an excited hug that she quickly reciprocates. The smile on her face is almost as bright as Carlos's. Almost.
Garcia's brow is furrowed as he stands up, standing over a slowly recovering Ruiz. He slaps himself a bit in the face to fire himself up before hunkering down, stalking Ruiz as he starts to get up. Ruiz is unsteady on his feet as he spins around to face Garcia, who immediately boots him in the stomach. He gets Ruiz into position for a vertical suplex, which causes a low rumble in the crowd, the murmuring starting to rise as he lifts. They cheer as Ruiz seems to have pushed off as well, flipping over Garcia's head and landing roughly on his feet. He staggers forward as Garcia realizes he's lost his grip and whirls around, and the instant he tries to close in, Ruiz blasts him with a superkick! The crowd erupts as Ruiz's Spanish Eyes go wide, then he quickly falls into a cover.
1...
2...
3! The crowd cheers even more loudly, almost drowning out the closing bell.
DING DING DING
Reid: Here is your winner and the NEW Indy Champion...CARLOS RUIZ!
Ruiz seems ecstatic as Forbes moves toward the timekeeper to take the Indy Championship belt. As he does, Iggy Swango has made her way to the barricade, effortlessly hopping over it before rushing into the ring. As soon as Carlos notices she's there, he rushes over and immediately wraps his arms around her in an excited hug that she quickly reciprocates. The smile on her face is almost as bright as Carlos's. Almost.
The X-Tron flickers on, revealing BRAWL General Manager Jim Connors with a smile on his face.
Connors: Hello, PRIME fans! Congratulations on one HUNDRED episodes of celebrating the best of the indy circuit, showcased here in the EWC! I think it's great having so many people up and coming within the ranks of the brand, if I'd been a few years younger and not taken the GM role for the red brand, I'd probably lace up the boots with you all too...oh God, I can hear my knees buckling at the thought of it.
Connors chuckles at his own remark before continuing.
Connors: Anyway, enough looking to the past. Let's look to the future, here's to a hundred more episodes of PRIME and then some!
Connors gives a somewhat cheesy smile and thumbs up before the X-Tron cuts to black!
--- PRIME 28.
Stitches cannot believe her resilience, he picks her up from the mat, delivers a knee to the stomach and sets her up for a powerbomb. The entire arena falls silent as they wait for her to thunder back onto the mat, she doesn’t. She attacks his head with several punches and then drops to her feet on the mat. Once on the mat, she drives her boot into his midsection, grabs his head, runs up the turnbuckles, flips backwards and connects! CANDY CRUSHER! She goes for the pin!
ONE
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TWO
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THREE!
DING DING DING!!!
Leurox: OH MY GOD! 3 Champions in 3 weeks!
Reeve: She did it! She said she would and she did! Prime is Girl power again!
Leurox: Nessa, you aren’t meant to show biases, its part of the job
Reeve: Who runs this motherfucker! Who runs this motherfucker!
Leurox: Actually that’s Moss, and he would make one hell of an ugly girl.
Damon Reid: Here’s your winner and the NEW INDY CHAMPION! CAAAAANDDYYY!!!
Candy’s theme song blasts through the titan tron and the crowd cheer aloud, screaming to the heavens as their pintsized hero struts around the ring with the gold waving it over her head.
Stitches cannot believe her resilience, he picks her up from the mat, delivers a knee to the stomach and sets her up for a powerbomb. The entire arena falls silent as they wait for her to thunder back onto the mat, she doesn’t. She attacks his head with several punches and then drops to her feet on the mat. Once on the mat, she drives her boot into his midsection, grabs his head, runs up the turnbuckles, flips backwards and connects! CANDY CRUSHER! She goes for the pin!
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THREE!
DING DING DING!!!
Leurox: OH MY GOD! 3 Champions in 3 weeks!
Reeve: She did it! She said she would and she did! Prime is Girl power again!
Leurox: Nessa, you aren’t meant to show biases, its part of the job
Reeve: Who runs this motherfucker! Who runs this motherfucker!
Leurox: Actually that’s Moss, and he would make one hell of an ugly girl.
Damon Reid: Here’s your winner and the NEW INDY CHAMPION! CAAAAANDDYYY!!!
Candy’s theme song blasts through the titan tron and the crowd cheer aloud, screaming to the heavens as their pintsized hero struts around the ring with the gold waving it over her head.
SPECIAL ATTRACTION X-DIVISION MATCH
Sour Candy
Vs Chris Brock
Match Writer: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
Sour Candy
Vs Chris Brock
Match Writer: Samantha "Titaness" Hamilton
Evans: Welcome back, folks! We just witnessed some amazing trios action between The Omega Commandos and Remarkable Mark Keaton plus “Headhuntress” Aiya, Megumi, and Sonya of the Shinijoshi! Now, we’re in for another special treat in its own rights! Sour Candy has returned to Prime and … is going to face Chris Brock, her own boss! You heard me right, the GM of Paramount is stepping into the ring against one of his own roster members. This is going to be a fight no one will soon forget. Take us away, Reid!
Moments after "I Want Candy" by Aaron Carter begins to play throughout the Commonwealth Stadium, it suddenly switches into a more metal version of the song done by Risen From Shadows. Despite the boos coming from the crowd, Sour Candy seems unfazed as she walks out with a huge grin. She gives them a sarcastic wave and walks down the aisle.
Reid: The following match is an X-Division Match, and it is for one fall! Making her way to the ring straight from the Sour Patch ... SOUR CANDY!
As soon as a fan reaches out to touch her, SC jerks her arm out of the way and circles the ring before slipping under the bottom ropes. She stays on her knees and looks toward the entrance with the deadliest of stares as she waits for the match to begin. The camera zooms up, however, as we notice that it looks like the match has already started; or at least as if Sour Candy got in a fight with someone backstage. Her nose is bleeding pretty badly. It may not simply be busted open, it might be legitimately broken! The crowd gasps at the sight, even Reid looks a bit taken aback. But they still continue with introducing the wrestlers to the ring.
Reid: Making his way to the ring, from Daly City, California by way of West Palm Beach, Florida... Weighing in at Two Hundred and Six Five pounds.... He is the General Manager of Paramount Wrestling... ... CHHHHRRRRRRRISS! BRRRRRRRRROCK!
Smoke fills the stage as the orchestral opening to "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor starts to play throughout the Commonwealth Stadium arena. Green lasers cut through the fog as the chorus hits and as Chris Brock walks out through the smoke, head down and arms by his side. As the lights start to brighten, Brock raises his arms over his head, which is still down, to form an "X" as pyro starts to explode around the stage.
This is 10 percent Luck
20 percent skill
15 percent concentrated power of will
5 percent pleasure
50 percent pain
and 100 percent reason to Remember The Name!
Brock raises his head as the crowd is on their feet and cheering for the Paramount General Manager. Once the pro is gone, the lights come on as normal and Brock begins making his way to the ring, slapping hands with the fans near the ramp and ringside. He stops at the bottom of the ramp, looking out into the crowd and taking in all the cheers before he quickly climbs the ring steps, enters the ring, climbs the nearest turnbuckle and then poses for the crowd, raising his arms over his head once again to form an "X". He then looks over towards Sour Candy, looking even more unhappy about this match than he sounded before. Even still, he doesn’t back down. He holds his ground and prepares for the inevitable sound of the bells to arrive.
DING DING DING
SC wastes little time in moving back towards the ropes, using them to launch herself towards Brock in an attempt to hit him with a Springboard Enzuigiri. Brock is easily able to sidestep out of the way and avoid the incoming assault. Once SC lands on her feet, Chris charges forward and hoists SC up, intending to toss her down to the mat with a Gutwrench Powerbomb. With some quick thinking on her end, however, Sour Candy slams a knee straight into Brock’s jaw, the impact doing its job as he weakens his grip enough to let his opponent go. Sour Candy throws kicks to the back of Brock’s legs, trying to get him down to her height.
Despite still being in pain, Chris is able to keep his balance. While using his left hand to rub at his jaw and ease - if not outright eliminate - the pain, he uses his other hand and thrusts an elbow backwards. Sour Candy manages to jump away and dodge. The two split apart from one another before beginning to slowly circle around one another.
Evans: Candy is a former Undisputed Champ, but Brock is no slouch in this ring and he's not gonna back down.
Kushnir: That's SOUR Candy, and I agree he won't back down but he might regret that!
At almost the exact same time, both fighters exit the ring. They begin digging under the apron, no doubt ready to bring their respective weapons out. The crowd goes wild as Chris emerges first, wielding his baseball bat firmly in his hands. The explosions only get louder as Sour Candy emerges holding the fluorescent light tubes. Brock flashes SC an amused smirk. Suffice to say, Sour Candy looks less than happy with the reaction. Seconds after they both get back inside the ring, Sour Candy throws the tubes down upon the glass, causing them to shatter into pieces. Before she can repeat this with the rest of the tubes, however, Brock dashes forward, accepting the risk of stepping in some of the shattered glass. Once he gets close enough, he swings his bat ….
And makes the rest of the tubes shatter into millions of pieces! Some of the shards embed themselves even into Chris, as he’s too close to avoid all of the damage. But most of them dig deep into Candy’s body. Quite a few get dangerously close to almost landing in her eyes, her shoulders, arms, and even a few manage to land in her lower body!
From practically head to toe though, Sour Candy is covered in broken glass! She takes a moment to glance down at herself, almost not believing what happened at first. But then? She begins to laugh maniacally.
Brocks shakes his head, sighing at the sight of his roster member and how direly she’s changed since embracing this sour version of herself. He starts to swing his bat again, but Sour Candy ducks this time and slips behind her boss. She tugs a shard out from her flesh, only to stab it straight into Chris’s right hamstring. He grunts and winces, the pain making him fall down to a knee as well as dropping his bat. Just because she can, Sour Candy twists the shard in two circles before kicking Brock down, forcing him atop any lingering pieces of broken glass.
Brock reaches back to yank the glass from his leg, but Sour Candy smacks his hand away. She then begins locking The Liquorice Twist in! Chris tries to struggle against the hold, even going so far as to attempt tossing Sour Candy off of him. But that only encourages her to press down on the shard still embedded in his leg and bury it deeper. The pain makes him focus more on that than his fighting efforts, which seems to be what Sour Candy wanted, knowing he otherwise could have easily succeeded in escaping the hold.
The referee checks on Brock and asks if he wants to give up. He shakes his head adamantly, but quickly realizes the dilemma he’s in. He grits his teeth, trying to quickly figure out a way to get out of the danger he’s in.
Evans: Brock looking for a way out here!
Kushnir: I'm not sure if there is one, Marshall! He might have to give up!
Chris tries pulling himself forward towards the nearest set of ropes. Once again, Candy drives the glass even further in Chris’s leg, using her leg to press down against it. Brock groans in agony, but continues reaching forward. Literally pushing and moving through the unbearable pain. After a few moments, the ref hastily taps on Sour Candy’s shoulder and insists she has to let go of the hold. She asks why, pointing out that Brock doesn’t have a hold on the ropes.
And that’s when her gaze follows to where the referee is pointing … and frowns as she sees that the other part of Brock’s plan was to use his good leg while distracting her by allowing Sour Candy to see Brock reaching with his arms. Sour Candy clicks her tongue, begrudgingly complying with the referee.
Chris Brock chuckles as he shakily pushes himself up to his feet. Now that he’s able to do so, he pulls the shard out from his leg, holding it firmly in his hand. He’s not quite perfectly matching SC in appearance, but now he also has extra shards of glass stuck all throughout his body. Both fighters are bleeding from numerous spots. The match is now a literal blood bath, and both wrestlers aren’t looking so great.
It’s the now or never moment, and both Sour Candy and Chris Brock know as much.
Brock charges forward … ONLY TO RUN INTO HIS OWN BASEBALL BAT!
WHAM!
Chris stumbles back, very likely seeing stars with how his eyes look; barely open, more half-lidded if anything. We can only assume he’s staying on his feet due to sheer willpower than much else. Sour Candy rushes forward, going for Sour Free Candy! It lands flush! Sour Candy makes the cover!
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DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... SOUR CANDY!!!Evans: That's gotta make Victor Price happy, knowing Chris Brock goes to sleep tonight in a world of pain.
Kushnir: Sour Candy has really been on a roll, and she picks up another win here on PRIME!
Medical personnel quickly rush out with two stretchers. Brock raises a finger to the staff, saying he wants a moment. He turns to Sour Candy and extends his hand out, offering to shake her hand. Sour Candy hesitates … but she does indeed accept it. Before the cheers can erupt, gasps elicit instead as she grabs one more shard and uses it to slash Chris Brock’s forehead open! An audible “GODDAMN!” can be heard as Chris stumbles away, now allowing himself to be set down atop the stretcher and taken away. Sour Candy, meanwhile, is talking back. Insisting she doesn’t want it and also wants to celebrate her victory. The medical crew are equally as stubborn, saying they need to examine her ASAP. They seem to come to some sort of compromise, as Sour Candy does indeed remain in the ring for a few moments before rolling her eyes, but otherwise laying down and allowing herself to be carried away. We cut back to commentary as the two wrestlers are taken backstage.
Evans: Good god. They're both beaten and battered here tonight in Edmonton.
Kushnir: Chris Brock gave everything he had tonight, he's not just a GM but one hell of an in-ring competitor! What a freakin' match!
Evans: Looks like we've got another message coming through on the X-Tron, let's take a look!
The camera cuts to ...
The crowd immediately erupts into a chorus of boos as Dominic Sanders and Eddie Dozier appear up on the X-Tron. Eddie smirks as he begins to speak.
Dozer: Oh yeah. Of course. The masses aren't thrilled to see Eddie Dozier and Dominic Sanders on their screens and on the X-Tron. This doesn't even have to be live to know you mouth-breathers are booing us. Tough shit! I know it's been awhile since y'all have seen either of us.
Sanders: And this is a first, right? You've never seen the both of us at the same time, right?
Dozier: Fact! So why are we together right now? Well, to be honest we have been off shooting a movie in Hawaii... as if you couldn't tell.
Sanders: And, while we were busy shooting what is surely to be the best movie of all time, Victor Price reached out to see if we had anything to say to the world about Prime #100.
Dozier: If it was anyone other than Victor Price, then we would have surely told them to fuck right off. But we actually like Victor.
Sanders: So, we reluctantly agreed to send one video for the two of us. Couldn't give the EWC COMPLETE satisfaction, right?
Both men laugh as the live crowd continues to boo.
Sanders: What exactly IS Prime without a Dominic Sanders calibered player?
Dozier: Or a dominant Eddie Dozier?
Sanders: It's absolutely nothing. That's the answer. And, to be honest, neither one of us have even turned on a second of EWC programming since like May.
Dozier: Not exactly worth our time if we aren't on it.
Sanders: But that COULD be about to change.
Eddie looks at Dominic sharply.
Dozier: Oh shit. Are we giving away secrets?
Sanders: Could be... might not be... only time will tell.
Dozier: All we know is that Prime #100 is surely not the same without either of us there.
Sanders: It's probably not even being televised. I wouldn't televise a show headlined by Narumi Tsutsumi and Bosa, either.
Dozier: So what are we even saying here, Dominic?
Sanders: Uh... congrats to the EWC, I guess? More like eat shit.
Dozier: Don't ever fucking bother us for a verbal blowjob video again. Get bent.
Sanders and Dozier stand up and walk off as we got back to ringside.
Kushnir: What are they, remaking Miami Vice?
'Live To Win' by Paul Stanley hits as the crowd get to their feet to await the man that is about to enter through the entrance curtains. Smoke billows through the entrance curtain and out onto the stage. The lights are dim and with every guitar riff during the first verse the lights flash in unison.
"Frustrated, degraded, down before you're done"
"Rejection, depression, can't get what you want"
"You ask me how I make my way"
"You ask me everywhere and why"
"You hang on every word I say"
"But the truth sounds like a lie"
"LIVE TO WIN!"
As soon as the song kicks in Richard Garcia bursts through the entrance curtains to an uproar from the crowd. Slightly taken aback by the reaction, Richard Garcia stands at the top of the stage and glances around the crowd, taking the moment in for a second. The lights continue to flash in unison with the guitar riffs. Richard Garcia screams to the heavens above with excitement and then makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans as he passes by.
Once Richard Garcia reaches the bottom of the ramp he rushes towards the ring and slides into the ring under the bottom rope before climbing up to the nearest turnbuckle and spreading his arms out, eagle-winged and screaming in excitement. The earlier reaction from the crowd is repeated once more, an exuberant smile permeating the face of the Phoenix Star. Richard Garcia jumps off of the turnbuckle and approaches the corner of the ring, asking for a microphone.
Richard Garcia: It feels so good to be back, even for just one night!
The crowd cheer for Richard Garcia, a 'Garcia' chant ringing around the stadium.
Richard Garcia: You don't understand how much I appreciate that reaction, you really don't. When I was asked to take part in these celebrations there was no doubt in my mind that I would be here tonight to celebrate. But I had my reservations; what if they don't remember me? What if the impact I assumed I had made was swept under the rug and they had moved on? But all of you here tonight have made it very clear that my reservations were in vain. I may only be here for one last time, but hearing that reaction, standing inside of this magnificent stadium, being back there in the locker room, it has all been worth it.
Richard Garcia: But do wrestlers really retire? Do we really retire or do we simply take extended breaks? Wrestling will always be in my blood, I was born into this business. My father, rest his soul, was a proficient performer in Australia and well-respected and there was no doubt in my mind that I would follow in his footsteps, even if I only achieved half of what he had accomplished. However, although I have taken time away, it has never been a retirement, it was to fulfill another lifetime dream of mine; to have a family. My wife Jade and my son Ethan are both sitting front row and I appreciate them so much for the support leading to this moment, without them I wouldn't be here tonight.
The camera pans over to Jade Garcia sitting in the front row, baby Ethan cradled in her arms as the crowd cheer for them both.
Richard Garcia: That right there is why this will never be a retirement because I want my son to be able to witness his father wrestle inside this squared circle, the same opportunity I had to watch my father perform all those years ago. My father was never perfect, he was the first to admit this, he would always be away to attend shows and it is important for me to remedy those mistakes and stay away from the squared circle for the sake of my son, at least until he is old enough to understand why I am away. And when that moment comes, I will be back inside this ring because these ropes, the canvas, all you people, I miss it all. Thank you for having me here tonight and enjoy the show.
As Richard Garcia lays the microphone down in the middle of the ring 'Live To Win' by Paul Stanley once again plays. The crowd cheer for Richard Garcia as he kneels down, leans over and kisses the canvas. With a burst of excitement, he stands back to his feet and rushes to the nearest turnbuckle and spreads his arms out, eagle-winged as he screams in excitement and the crowd in attendance scream back. Richard Garcia bows his head in a 'thank you' gesture as he's caught by surprise by a video on the X-Tron!
---PRIME 42.
Garcia pushes past the ref to try to pull Candy back into the match, but Candy responds by booting Garcia in the face to push him back. When he's staggered, Candy rushes forward and leaps up, good arm forward to pull him down in a big sitout jawbreaker! The crowd pops when she lands the one-armed CCR. Garcia immediately falls back to the canvas, motionless and positioned in front of one of the turnbuckles. The crowd starts to cheer louder as Candy steps through the ropes and starts climbing up. It's slower going than normal because one arm is uncomfortable, but she shakes that one out before climbing the rest of the way to the top rope. She sets herself for the leap to come, looking down at Garcia's motionless form.
Candy raises her arms to start building momentum, but before she can stop herself, Garcia springs to his feet! She leaps off in a 450 Splash attempt, but Garcia catches her mid-flight, arm draped across her neck briefly before forcing her entire body back the other direction as he slams her down with an improvised Shouten! As he slams her down in the Uranagi position, he quickly goes for a leg to hook.
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Damon is momentarily stunned before remembering to do his job as Garcia rolls off of the vanquished champion.
Reid: Here is your winner and NEW Indy Champion...Richard Garcia!
Amsler: I won't pretend to be disappointed, but Candy had an excellent run of it, so she has nothing to be disappointed about.
Everett: She has plenty to be disappointed about, Sandra. She has gone from holding two belts to none in about a month. It seems your girl power can't account for everything.
By now, Forbes has gotten the title from the timekeeper and has brought it over to Garcia. He hands it to Garcia who holds it in his hands in front of him as tears run down his cheeks, his lips moving in what must be a prayer to his father. Candy, for her part, understands the sanctity of the moment and doesn't disturb him beyond a pat of his shoulder and murmured congratulations.
Garcia pushes past the ref to try to pull Candy back into the match, but Candy responds by booting Garcia in the face to push him back. When he's staggered, Candy rushes forward and leaps up, good arm forward to pull him down in a big sitout jawbreaker! The crowd pops when she lands the one-armed CCR. Garcia immediately falls back to the canvas, motionless and positioned in front of one of the turnbuckles. The crowd starts to cheer louder as Candy steps through the ropes and starts climbing up. It's slower going than normal because one arm is uncomfortable, but she shakes that one out before climbing the rest of the way to the top rope. She sets herself for the leap to come, looking down at Garcia's motionless form.
Candy raises her arms to start building momentum, but before she can stop herself, Garcia springs to his feet! She leaps off in a 450 Splash attempt, but Garcia catches her mid-flight, arm draped across her neck briefly before forcing her entire body back the other direction as he slams her down with an improvised Shouten! As he slams her down in the Uranagi position, he quickly goes for a leg to hook.
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Damon is momentarily stunned before remembering to do his job as Garcia rolls off of the vanquished champion.
Reid: Here is your winner and NEW Indy Champion...Richard Garcia!
Amsler: I won't pretend to be disappointed, but Candy had an excellent run of it, so she has nothing to be disappointed about.
Everett: She has plenty to be disappointed about, Sandra. She has gone from holding two belts to none in about a month. It seems your girl power can't account for everything.
By now, Forbes has gotten the title from the timekeeper and has brought it over to Garcia. He hands it to Garcia who holds it in his hands in front of him as tears run down his cheeks, his lips moving in what must be a prayer to his father. Candy, for her part, understands the sanctity of the moment and doesn't disturb him beyond a pat of his shoulder and murmured congratulations.
--- STRANGLEMANIA 2020.
They both are up! Sanders and Sharpe once again started trading blows but Sanders gains the upper hand by Cora finally getting involved and distracting Jordan. Dominic grabs Sharpe and throws him into the side of the ring. Sanders then pulls out a table from under the ring and sets it up. He sets Sharpe onto the table and makes sure he’s in perfect position. Sanders slowly makes his way to the top rope and jumps off hitting Titletown through the table! Neither are moving!
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Dobrev: The Last Man Standing AND NEW EWC INDY CHAMPION DOMINIC SAAANDEERRRSSS!!!!
Sanders barely is able to stand up as he is brought the Indy Championship and holds it with Cora next to him.
Woo: Hell of a match.
Gomez: YES! I knew Sanders would win this whole time.
Brooks: What a match. That win means Sanders is the Last Man Standing!
SHOWTIME BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
LAST PERSON STANDING MATCH
Callie Clark
Vs Bosa
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
LAST PERSON STANDING MATCH
Callie Clark
Vs Bosa
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
We return to ringside where it's time for the first of two championship matches!
Evans: Alright ladies and gentlemen, we've got a score to settle and it's time for a Last Person Standing match for the Broadcast Championship!
Reid: The following contest is a Last One Stading Match for the Showtime Broadcast Championship! Joining us first the challenger, from New York, New York and weighing in at 115 pounds ... CALLIE CLARK!
New music hits and after a few seconds, Callie walks out onto the stage without her usual pomp and circumstance, instead she's all business and looks angry, dressed in camo pants and a camo jacket. She quickly walks down the ramp, ignoring the fans instead of taunting them per usual, Tori following closely in tow. As she gets in the ring, Clark finally looks up at the fans, then unzips her jacket and takes it off, revealing a camo shirt with #KILLTHEBEAST written on the front of it. She now goes into her corner and bounces from foot to foot, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the champ as the music cuts.
The arena goes silent as Damon Reid stands at center ring. Around him, camera's flash and fans speak amongst themselves as he slowly raises a microphone to his lips.
Reid: Ladies and Gentlemen, I bring your attention to the Beast Incarnate. He is a man known the world over for his power, strength, and never surrender attitude. He is a second generation superstar with a family legacy that will be spoken about for years to come. Hailing from Marin, California! Here is the EWC Showtime Broadcast Champion. Here is THE BEAST OF PRIME..... BOOOOOOOSSSSSSAAAAAAAA!!!!
"The Bleeding" – Five Finger Death Punch begins to play! The crowd completely erupts as Bosa emerges from the backstage area! Stopping on the stage area, he glares at the ring a moment, adjusting his gloves and pads. Taking a deep breath, he looks around the arena as the fans cheer him on. Licking his lips, he nods his head.
The camera slowly pans around Bosa now as the fans continue to respond loudly! Bosa remains in place, allowing himself to bask in the moment. With one last nod, he begins to walk down the rampway and slide under the bottom rope. He paces the ring, stretching his arms as he does so. The arena is completely overwhelmed by the sounds of the fans stomping their feet and clapping their hands.
Bosa's theme song slowly fades out as he stands in place, anticipating the battle that is yet to come. In the distance, the fans begin to chant his name. Bosa nods and remains focused on the match that is about to begin.
DING DING DING
Callie runs at Bosa with a slingblade. She takes Bosa down with a chop lock to the back of the left knee. Callie continues her assault with stomps to the leg and knee. She runs off the ropes but Bosa catches her with a death valley driver. Callie gets to her feet but Bosa grabs her for a German suplex. She spins in mid air landing on her feet before rolling out of the ring. Bosa reaches through the ropes to grab her but Callie smacks him with a kendo stick. She rolls into the ring and continues her assault. Shot after shot comes down on Bosa smacking what ever part of him she can to literally beat him down. Her last shot is to the knee. The referee begins his count.
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Bosa pulls himself to his feet using the ropes but he looks in pain. Callie smacks him on the back with the kendo stick and gripping the ropes is all that holds him up. Callie swings for another shot but Bosa throws himself at Callie with a clothesline knocking her down. He grabs the kendo stick and smacks Callie dead center in the face as a bit of blood trickles down.
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Callie is on her feet but she staggers. Bosa rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair from under the timekeeper. He then sits it on the ring apron as he pulls a table from under the ring. He slides both weapons and himself into the ring. Bosa raises the chair over Callie but she kicks him in his knee causing him to drop it. Callie hits Bosa with a DDT on the chair.
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Bosa is on his feet but bleeding Callie smacks him hard across the left knee with the chair and he drops to the mat clutching the knee. Callie stabs the edge of the chair down on Bosa's knee and kicks him in the face.
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Bosa uses the ropes to drag himself to his feet. Callie runs at Bosa looking for the fial smack with the chair. Bosa spins her around with a spinebuster before unloading on her with mounted punches. Both slowly get to their feet and Bosa hits a powerbomb that sends both to the mat.
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Callie pulls herself to her feet as Bosa rolls to ringside using the apron for support.
Evans: Was that a desperation powerbomb?
Kushnir: Maybe. It did it's share of the damage but Bosa has that bad wheel. Not the best thing to have in a match like this.
Callie grabs the chair and runs at Bosa smacking it into him with a baseball slide knocking him down. She climbs to the top turnbuckle and crashes down on Bosa with a Spiral Tap. The referee counts.
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Bosa has to use the commentary table to pull himself to his feet. Callie shoves Bosa into the ring. She reaches under the ring and pulls out a baseball bat. Callie slides into the ring. Bosa's not there. Bosa is on the other side of the ring. Bosa speeds forward and blasts Callie with a Chin Check. Bosa leans on the ropes holding his knee as the referee counts Callie down.
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Callie drags herself to her feet using the ropes. As she turns to face Bosa, he smacks her in the ribs with the ball bat. She drops to her knees and the referee counts again.
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Callie drags herself to her feet. She clutches her ribs as she turns to face Bosa. He limps on his bad knee as he stares at Callie.
Evans: I love a good face off!
Kushnir: Well you got one.
Bosa clotheslines Callie and grabs the table. He positions the table in the middle of the ring. He turns to Callie who holds up her hand. She has a set of brass knuckles on them. She smacks Bosa with a right hand and he falls onto the table. Callie climbs up the turnbuckles and throws herself at Bosa with a Calliesault that sends him crashing through the table. The referee counts.
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Callie pulls herself up with the ropes but Bosa is still down.
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DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner of the Last Person Standing Match and NEW EWC Showtime Broadcast Champion ... CALLIE CLARK!!!
Evans: And we have a new champion! She only just made it to her feet but Callie Clark is the new Showtime Champion!
Kushnir: I have to give it to Bosa. He had that bad leg and he kept on fighting determined to defend until he quite literally could not stand up. Bosa gave absolutely everything he had. I wouldn't be surprised if that knee is busted, but the heart of the beast did not let him stay down until the very end. What an amazing championship reign for Bosa.
Callie takes possession of the championship and drops to her knees clutching it to her chest. She rolls from the ring and high fives with the fans as she flips off a fan who tries to take a selfie. She holds her brand new championship up and laughs from the stage as a couple trainers come to look at Bosa.
Evans: Is Bosa going to be able to walk out of here tonight?
Kushnir: I know one person who is, that's Callie Clark! The new Broadcast Champion and the Last Person Standing!
The camera cuts to ...
Voice: There’s no doubt that the first 100 episodes of PRIME have produced hundreds of moments over the last five years, and full credit is due to those responsible… but if I may be afforded the time, I’d like to indulge you in a story.
The voice trails off, leaving only darkness on the feed for a moment. However, it’s not long before a match is struck, bringing a solitary flame into view.
Voice: This is a story about a little boy… We’ll call him James, and he had a modest upbringing in the Midwest… though you’d never know it on account of just how big a prick he was, but I digress. James looked at everyone around him as if they were inferior, doing whatever he could to mask his own insecurities.
The Commonwealth Stadium crowd starts to buzz as the fans slowly start to recognize the voice while the flame continues to flicker, barely illuminating a figure on the other side.
Voice: As that masking continued, James became more cold, calculating, conniving… An ice man, of sorts. But one day, young James decided he was ready to finally become a man… but little did he know he was playing with fire.
On cue, the figure lowers themselves and the match. A few seconds later, a ring of fire erupts around the figure, with the illumination from the flames revealing the figure to be former Undisputed Champion Ace King.
Ace King: …And there’s only so many times you can play with fire before you get burned, and it’s high time ‘Prime Time’ Jack Severn gets his feet held to that fire.
Ace’s expression is etched with fury, though he appears relatively indifferent to the flames around him.
Ace King: If his supposed ‘friend’ Melody Malone is doing the reverse Saul Goodman, Jack Severn might as well be Slippin’ Jimmy, slithering in and out of situations before anyone can get their hands on him… that is, until now, because even though he got me good in Frankfurt, Slippin’ Jimmy slipped up by not finishing the job. As mad as I was about missing Scars and Stripes, this sonofabitch tried to end my career. You wanna come at me? Fine, but there’s a line.
Ace grimaces as he tries to breathe through the rising flames, the fury in his expression still evident.
Ace King: Now? Regardless of whether or not he leaves here as the Indy Champion tonight, let this stand as my declaration that Jack Severn will not end this season . The ice stunts? Cute, but from this moment on, I’m going to take everything Slippin’ Jimmy might hold dear and burn it to the fucking ground, no matter how long it takes.
Ace closes his eyes and lowers his head, and the camera pans away from the flames, though the illumination shows a piece of paper with the PRIME logo on top of it. After a couple seconds, the smoke from the flames consumes the feed as we cut to…
Evans: Before the Indy Championship is contested here tonight, we would like to take a moment to acknowledge among all of our other former Indy Champions here tonight, the very first one. We would not be where we are now without out inaugural Indy Champion. So let's take it to the X-Tron, where for the first time in over four years away from EWC, we hear from TRIXIE!
--- STRANGLEMANIA, 2017.
He picks Trixie up to her feet and then plants her head between his legs and lifts her all the way in the air and plants her into the mat. THE DARK KNIGHT! He goes for the pin
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Mystery Man: THAT…. THAT… WAS IMPOSSIBLE!
FBI: I absolutely agree, how did she kick out of that?
Prince is the first to wonder how the hell she kicked out of that and so he picks her up, plants her between his legs and lifts her up in the air again. She pounds at his injured head continuously then bounces off his shoulder towards his back, catches his neck and then connects with the SEXY NECKBREAKER! She goes for the pin.
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Mystery Man: Oh she did it! She won the championship!!
FBI: What an absolute war, she pulled a rabbit out of a hat there
Hanks: Now she is officially the Prime girl!
Nina Dobrev: Here is your winner and the First Indy Champion, Trixie!!
He picks Trixie up to her feet and then plants her head between his legs and lifts her all the way in the air and plants her into the mat. THE DARK KNIGHT! He goes for the pin
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Mystery Man: THAT…. THAT… WAS IMPOSSIBLE!
FBI: I absolutely agree, how did she kick out of that?
Prince is the first to wonder how the hell she kicked out of that and so he picks her up, plants her between his legs and lifts her up in the air again. She pounds at his injured head continuously then bounces off his shoulder towards his back, catches his neck and then connects with the SEXY NECKBREAKER! She goes for the pin.
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DING DING DING!!!
Mystery Man: Oh she did it! She won the championship!!
FBI: What an absolute war, she pulled a rabbit out of a hat there
Hanks: Now she is officially the Prime girl!
Nina Dobrev: Here is your winner and the First Indy Champion, Trixie!!
The camera cuts to Trixie on the X-Tron who gets a nice ovation from the crowd, and she gives a wave.
Trixie: I remember the early days. I was just a plucky blonde with a dream, hope and amongst all some really cool guys and girls. Together building the early foundation for PRIME. Becoming that very first Indy Champion was totally awesome! It was my first major singles title win, I really loved showing it off whenever I could, out and about. That one club who had all the screens put up my pic with the Indy Title was one I'll cherish. So congratulations, PRIME, on hitting one hundred episodes and here's to a thousand more!
--- YOUNGBLOOD 2021.
Tsutsumi then tries to throw Dio out of the ring! Unfortunately, he still has ample arm strength to grab onto the ropes and hold on! Narumi remedies this by kicking him in the face with a boot, causing him to fall out of the ring and collapse onto the floor! Narumi begins her ascension up the ladder! She’s going for the Indy Championship!
Woo: Narumi is going for it! Did is down on the outside and Narumi is taking her shot!
Gomez: SHE BETTER NOT MISS! DIO WILL NOT LET HER GET ANOTHER ONE!!!
Narumi’s fingers are brushing against the Indy Championship! She sighs, looking frustrated at knowing she needs to climb up at least one more rung! But as she moves her body, she feels weight! And sure enough, Dio is back on the ladder with her! Narumi takes a leap of faith! She grabs the Indy Championship, falling back down to the floor with it in her hands! It’s over!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner, via retrieval, AND THE NEW EWC INDY CHAMPION, NARUMI TSUTSUMI!
Megumi runs out from behind the curtain at the ramp and dashes in the ring! She hugs and gently helps Narumi up to her feet, helping her friend celebrate! Dio quietly stares at the two senshi before eventually leaving himself. The crowd is going wild as both Senshi Of The Blade stand proudly in the center of the ring, celebrating the crowning of a new Indy Champion!
Woo: What a match! We just saw ladders used not only as a means to secure a victory, but to batter and attempt to incapacitate one another!
Gomez: Both really gave it all they got, but in the end, it was Narumi’s night. Congratulations to our new Indy Champion!
Tsutsumi then tries to throw Dio out of the ring! Unfortunately, he still has ample arm strength to grab onto the ropes and hold on! Narumi remedies this by kicking him in the face with a boot, causing him to fall out of the ring and collapse onto the floor! Narumi begins her ascension up the ladder! She’s going for the Indy Championship!
Woo: Narumi is going for it! Did is down on the outside and Narumi is taking her shot!
Gomez: SHE BETTER NOT MISS! DIO WILL NOT LET HER GET ANOTHER ONE!!!
Narumi’s fingers are brushing against the Indy Championship! She sighs, looking frustrated at knowing she needs to climb up at least one more rung! But as she moves her body, she feels weight! And sure enough, Dio is back on the ladder with her! Narumi takes a leap of faith! She grabs the Indy Championship, falling back down to the floor with it in her hands! It’s over!
DING DING DING
Dobrev: And your winner, via retrieval, AND THE NEW EWC INDY CHAMPION, NARUMI TSUTSUMI!
Megumi runs out from behind the curtain at the ramp and dashes in the ring! She hugs and gently helps Narumi up to her feet, helping her friend celebrate! Dio quietly stares at the two senshi before eventually leaving himself. The crowd is going wild as both Senshi Of The Blade stand proudly in the center of the ring, celebrating the crowning of a new Indy Champion!
Woo: What a match! We just saw ladders used not only as a means to secure a victory, but to batter and attempt to incapacitate one another!
Gomez: Both really gave it all they got, but in the end, it was Narumi’s night. Congratulations to our new Indy Champion!
The crowd roars as Damon Reid stands proudly in the center of the ring.
Evans: I've just been passed a note here, it appears Bosa has suffered a knee injury and will be out for at least the remainder of the season as he will need surgery. That just shows you what PRIME 100 has meant to these superstars. Well, there's no more time for messing around. The Indy Championship is on the line, and it's on the line ... right now!
Reid: The following contest is your MAIN EVENT of the evening, and it is going to be contested for the INDY CHAMPIONSHIP!
'15 Minutes' by Shattered Skies hits as the X-Tron shows the various victories that brought Jack Severn to this very moment. Once the lyrics kick in, Jack begins his walk down to the ring, accompanied by not only his manager, Dimitri Graves, but also Dan Funk & Brodie Dawson, The Heat Packers. Jack is wearing special all-white gear and a frightening Oni mask around his mouth, hiding his usual confident smile. His eyes, however, remain laser focused on the ring, ignoring the boos and jeers from the crowd. Fire blasts behind him on the stage. Once in the ring, Jack sits up on the top turnbuckle, surrounded by his compatriots. He awaits his opponent.
After a few moments of waiting, stage spotlights shine down in the dark as ‘The Baddest’ by Raon Lee begins to play, with the Oni Princess skipping onto the scene in a gold oni mask. But she’s not alone! Shinijoshi partners Aiya, Megumi, & Sonya accompany Narumi down the ramp. Narumi walks down to the ring with a spotlight following her, waving to fans along the way. Gold confetti falls down all around her. As she makes her way to the ring apron, she turns to the camera to take off her mask and blows a kiss as the lights turn back on in the arena, and Shinijoshi walk to the back. Narumi enters the ring to skip around and wave at the crowd, not intimidated in the slightest by Jack.
Dimitri Graves whispers something to The Heat Packers, and they nod and start to head backstage, leaving only Dimitri in Jack’s corner. Jack continues to stare daggers into Narumi, not moving an inch.
Reid: “First, the challenger, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, weighing tonight at 220 lbs, seconded by Dimitri Graves of Graves Enterprises, HE IS THE PRIME TIME CATALYST… JACK SEVERN!!!”
The crowd boos more as Jack jumps down from the top turnbuckle, ripping his oni mask off and throwing it at Narumi, who barely flinches. The referee pats him down quickly, surprisingly not finding anything in his knee pad.
Reid: “And the Indy Champion, from Shinjuku, Japan, weighing tonight at 125 lbs, SHE IS THE ONIHIME… NARUMI TSUTSUMI!!!”
Narumi opens her robe, revealing the coveted Indy Championship. She first holds it up to Jack’s face, before handing it off to the referee, who holds the title up high for all to see.
DING DING DING
The bell rings and Jack immediately rolls out of the ring to speak with Dimitri. Narumi waits, albeit a bit impatiently, as Jack slowly slides back in, and the two begin to circle each other. After a bit of circling each other, Jack rolls out of the ring once again. Narumi smiles and wags her finger, almost amused by Jack’s antics as she paces the ring, waiting for him as he walks all the way to the other side of the ring, finally entering again.
Evans: I'm not sure who's playing mind games with who, but Jack Severn is taking his time before he engages with Narumi here.
Kushnir: I think he's just trying to avoid a kick to the head.
Jack & Narumi circle each other some more and finally lock up. Jack goads Narumi to the ropes, where Jack calls for a rope break. Narumi playfully pats Jack on the chest, BUT JACK QUICKLY MOVES TO KICK NARUMI’S ANKLE! Narumi thankfully dodges and gets to the corner, and Jack backs off, hands in the air. But as Narumi steps backwards into the corner, DIMITRI GRAVES GRABS NARUMI’S LEG AND TWISTS IT! The referee immediately catches this and yells at Dimitri, and Jack takes advantage and hits a dragon screw on Narumi! The referee has had enough, and BANS Dimitri from ringside! Absolutely beside themselves, Dimitri and Jack plead with the referee for him to stay, but he’s sent to the back!
Evans: And Dimitri is outta here!!
Kushnir: Good!! This Indy Championship match needs to be settled FAIRLY!
An enraged Jack steps back into the ring, grabbing Narumi by the hair and pulling her up, but Narumi quickly steps up with a roundhouse kick! Jack tries to roll the outside again, but Narumi forces him back in. Jack attempts a lariat, but Narumi hits a rear view, knocking Jack back down. A dazed Jack rolls out of the ring once more as Narumi feels the energy of the crowd. She attempts a springboard forearm smash, but as she jumps onto the ropes, Jack throws himself at them, moving the ropes enough to make Narumi fall down hard. Jack quickly grabs her ankle and smashes it repeatedly against the ring post. Jack then tosses Narumi into the barricade! Jack rolls up part of the floor padding… AND THEN HE DRAPES NARUMI ON THE BARRICADE, AND HITS A DDT ONTO THE CONCRETE! Jack seemingly throws Narumi back into the ring after being yelled at by the referee… but he just goes back to slamming her other leg against the ring post and onto the apron! Narumi screams in pain as Jack stands in the center of the ring, flexing and flipping the audience off. Jack throws Narumi down across the ring with a big saito suplex, and then follows it up with another dragon screw! He covers.
ONE...
T… NO! KICK OUT!
Jack wastes no time pulling Narumi up, who fights back as much as she can, hitting Jack with a few weak forearms, but Jack chops at Narumi until she almost doubles over, and then he gets behind her and hits a snap suplex! He then pulls her prone body up again, and hits another snap suplex, this time in the corner of the ring! He covers.
ONE...
T… NO! KICK OUT!
Jack irish whips Narumi, who tries to get him with a mae geri front kick, but her legs give out, and Jack is able to hit yet another dragon screw. Narumi uses the corner to pull herself up, and as Jack runs to her, she puts her leg up to stop him. Jack just grabs her leg to attempt a dragon screw, but Narumi just barely shoves him off with her other leg. She then uses the corner to give her enough momentum to propel herself at Jack, and hit him with a superman punch! Jack falls down, but so does Narumi, clutching her hurt legs. The crowd feverishly chants “ONIHIME!” to give Narumi their energy. The two slowly get up, and Jack runs at Narumi for the attack, but she hits a leg sweep to get some payback on Jack! And then she follows up with a high angle release german suplex! She covers.
ONE...
T… NO! KICK OUT!
Evans: I thought she had it there, I could have sworn the champion got three!
Kushnir: Severn, as miserable as he is, isn't going to go down without a fight.
Narumi quickly, or at least as quick as she can with her hurt legs, hits a spinning back fist, then a few rapid fire punches, then a gut punch which makes Jack double over, and then finally a kick to the back of his head, knocking him down! Then she hits a foot stomp! She cries out in pain afterwards, but then she wags her finger and shakes her head, showing she won’t let her injury stop her. She climbs slowly to the top rope to hit Queen Me! but JACK MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! NARUMI LANDS FEET FIRST ONTO THE MAT, AND IS UNABLE TO ROLL THROUGH! SHE COLLAPSES IN PAIN! Jack gets to his feet, having Narumi right where he wants her, and he hits a snap DDT, dumping Narumi right on her head. Narumi tries to get to her feet using the corner, but Jack is ready and hits her with a running european uppercut. Jack then hits a saito suplex and goes for the cover.
ONE...
T… NO! KICK OUT!
Jack tries to get a boston crab going, but Narumi is able to kick him off. As Narumi gets up, Jack looks for a chop block, but NARUMI DODGES AND HITS A FAMEASSER! Narumi tries to follow with a roundhouse kick, but Jack ducks under Narumi, and as she turns around, she’s met with a Codebreaker! Jack’s not finished however, and he lifts Narumi up onto his shoulders and hits the Dead, Dead, and Deader DVD! Jack finally looks to capitalize with a Catalyst Crusher, but NARUMI FIGHTS OUT OF IT AND HITS A MASTER SWORD ELBOW OUT OF NOWHERE! BOTH COMPETITORS COLLAPSE!
Evans: These two are taking it to each other here in Edmonton!! What a match!
Kushnir: Both are down, but neither are out as the fight for the Indy title rages on!
Narumi is the first one to get to her feet, and she goes right on the attack, punching and elbowing Jack in the upper back and neck. Then she hits a spin kick to the kneeling Jack! She pulls Jack up by his hair, but before she can do anything, Jack hits her with a surprise uranage! Jack then performs a crisp butterfly suplex, going for the cover afterwards.
ONE...
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Jack pulls Narumi up by the wrist, and starts to hook her into position for the Catalyst Crusher, but once again, Narumi reverses it, this time into a roll-up!
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi goes for the mae geri front kick again, but Jack reverses it into a dragon suplex position, but then Narumi reverses that into a dragon suplex of her own! Narumi gears up for a second Master Sword, BUT JACK DUCKS! NARUMI HITS THE REFEREE! With the referee down, THE HEAT PACKERS AND DIMITRI GRAVES ARRIVE! Like a pack of wolves, The Heat Packers attack Narumi’s leg while Jack rests and Dimitri laughs. Jack grabs a chair and just like that, they perform Music City Murder as Dan locks Narumi in a figure four leg lock, and Brodie drops a knee onto Narumi’s legs, with Jack hitting her legs with a chair for good measure! Then, Jack instructs Dan to lift Narumi up into a piledriver position over the chair, as Brodie goes to the second rope to spike her, but before he can, SHINIJOSHI RUNS DOWN! Aiya, Megumi, & Sonya clean house and a massive brawl ensues before they run them off!
Evans: YES!! Get them outta here Shinijoshi!!
Kushnir: Things are getting out of hand here!
Jack yells and slams the mat in anger, just as the referee slowly rolls in. Jack then locks in the JTO on Narumi! Narumi screams and holds on to the referee, trying to inch closer and closer to the ropes, but Jack sinches the hold on tighter and tighter… Just as all hope seems lost, Narumi is able to pull herself just close enough to reach the ropes and break the hold. Jack watches and waits, like a snake in the grass, for Narumi to pull herself up with the ropes. Just as she does, he pulls her away and attempts a sleeper suplex, but Narumi kicks Jack in the knee, and then once Jack lets go of the hold, she turns around and finally hits that mae geri front kick! Narumi then goes behind the ropes, and musters all the leg strength she has left to deliver a springboard forearm smash! She covers!
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Jack and Narumi slowly get to their feet, and they stare each other down. Jack laughs at the crowd’s “ONIHIME” chants and slaps her.
Jack: Is this all you got, eh? The great Indy Champion? I expected more!
An enraged Narumi slaps Jack back, and continues the assault with more and more slaps and chops and punches and kicks, all at lightning speed, forcing Jack to retreat into the corner. The referee finally pulls Narumi away from Jack, as she screams at him.
Narumi: COME ONNNNNN!!!
Jack storms up to Narumi from the corner, meeting her in the center of the ring. The two go almost nose to nose, gearing up to show their fighting spirit. Jack strikes first with a forearm, BUT NARUMI LAYS HIM OUT WITH A SINGLE MAE GERI FRONT KICK! Narumi looks to capitalize by grabbing Jack by the hair and pulling him up, but JACK MANAGES TO HIT A DRAGON SCREW! Narumi collapses and shrieks!
Evans: Is Severn closing in on a win?!
Kushnir: Not so fast here!
Jack pulls Narumi up, trying to get her into the Catalyst Crusher, but NARUMI GRABS HIS WRIST AND KICKS UP TO HIT THE PAYMON!
IT’S OVER!
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Evans: How is this match going to be decided?!
Kushnir: This is incredible!
Jack somehow, someway, kicks out of the Paymon, leaving Narumi in complete disbelief. But she works quickly, pulling Jack up and trying to position him into… THE SHARPEKNIFE! SHADES OF THE PREVIOUSLY LONGEST REIGNING INDY CHAMPION! BUT NO! JACK WIGGLES OUT OF IT AND COLLAPSES! Jack becomes dead weight on the mat so that Narumi can’t do anything. As the referee pulls Narumi off of Jack and begins checking on him, Jack smiles and laughs maniacally. Behind the referee and Narumi, DIMITRI GRAVES SLIDES IN WITH A CHAIR- WAIT, NO! NARUMI TURNS AROUND AND HITS DIMITRI WITH A PAYMON USING THE CHAIR! DIMITRI FALLS OUT OF THE RING!
BUT WAIT! JACK IMMEDIATELY CAPITALIZES WITH A CATALYST CRUSHER ON THE DISTRACTED NARUMI! HE MAKES THE COVER!
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi somehow kicks out! Jack angrily lifts her up to her knees, and runs back, AND NARUMI DODGES THE SILENCER! SHE GETS BEHIND JACK AND HITS THE SHARPEKNIFE! Both competitors collapse, with Narumi’s leg injuries being almost too much to bear at this point.
Evans: The champion has to dig down deep here like she has before, she has the will to survive but is the leg too beat down?
Kushnir: This is PRIME 100, if anyone can do it, it's Narumi!
Narumi grabs Jack by the wrist, slowly but surely getting up, and she goes for a Paymon, but her legs give out! Jack is able to hit another Codebreaker! Jack tries to lift Narumi into a second Catalyst Crusher… BUT NARUMI REVERSES IT ONCE AGAIN INTO A ROLL-UP!
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Jack is barely able to react when NARUMI IMMEDIATELY HITS PAYMON! Narumi has the match won but the referee is pulled out of the ring and lands hard on the floor below AGAIN he is down! Jack Severn turns to see Callie Clark! Heat Packers emerge from a different side of the crowd, still fighting with Shinijoshi as everyone brawls everwhere! Callie & Jack hit the ring together! Narumi fights them just as Aiya slides in beside her! The match is rapidly breaking down as both teams of four are fighting both in the ring and at ringside! A whole crew of trainers and referees make their way to the ring. Our original referee comes to conciousness again, and they have no choice but to call for the bell amongst the mayhem.
DING DING DING
Reid: The referee has no choice but to declare this match as a no contest, therefore STILL EWC INDY CHAMPION DUE TO A DRAW … NARUMI TSUTSUMI!!!The fans go insane with boos as Severn and Narumi are held apart from each side of the ring by all of the officials.
LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!
Both competitors break free of their restraints and start throwing lefts and rights again! Everyone is thrown around everywhere as chaos reigns down upon PRIME 100! Jack manages to take down Narumi to the mat and lines Narumi’s head up… and HITS HER WITH THE SILENCER KNEE!
Jack Severn stands proudly in the center of the ring with The Heat Packers, Dimitri Graves, and Callie Clark surrounding him as Shinijoshi lies laid out amongst ringside. Narumi is checked on by medical staff. Jack takes a microphone as the crowd rains down boos.
Jack: Narumi, Narumi, Narumi… I TOLD YOU I WAS GOING TO TAKE YOUR HEAD OFF! So, how about this, if you want some revenge, you get your Shittyjoshi friends together, who by the way have ONE hell of a headache backstage thanks to my new friends here, and come face us, because I’M still the RRRRRREAL star here! Speaking of RRRRRREAL stars, let me introduce you all to some of my friends here… FIRST, we have our benefactor, the ever smart, ever devious, ever handsome Dimitri Graves! NEXT, I know I introduced them earlier, but here’s a reminder that they’re the GREATEST tag team in the world, THE HEAT PACKERS! “Dynamite” Dan Funk! “Beautiful” Brodie Dawson! Those Bastards better watch out, because the BETTER Southern Express is here, and it’s just a matter of time until they’re draped in gold. And that brings me to the new Showtime Champion next to me, the greatest tag team partner I’ve ever had, THE BEAST KILLER, CALLIE CLARK! You might be surprised to see her here, but I’m going to let her explain.
Jack hands the mic off to Callie.
Callie: Surprised to see me? I am too. As much as I hate to admit it, there’s power in numbers around here and if I wanna get to the top of this place, I’m going to need some powerful allies. So who better than one of the fastest rising stars in this company and the next tag team champions?
Callie smirks.
Callie: I tried to do it with Sabotage but they failed me. I have my gold, and Jack might have been robbed of his tonight, but all of us are taking gold because Prime runs through us now, deal with it.
Callie gives the microphone back to Jack.
Jack: Thank you, Callie! So, Narumi, as you can see, I’ve got plenty of friends too! THIS is The House That Jack Built, and SO IS PRIME! I AM THE PRIME TIME CATALYST JACK SEVERN, AND THIS IS MY SHOW NOW, WIN OR LOSE!
Callie leans into the mic.
Callie: OUR SHOW!
Jack Severn, Callie Clark, Dan Funk, Brodie Dawson, & Dimitri Graves all pose in the center of the ring, as the biggest Prime of all time comes to a close with a new group standing over a fallen Narumi. Jack laughs, and throws the Indy Championship on top of her.
Evans: What an incredible match here in our main event, I wish we got a decisive ending but I have a feeling that this is far from over between these two.
Jack Severn stands proudly in the center of the ring with The Heat Packers, Dimitri Graves, and Callie Clark surrounding him as Shinijoshi lies laid out amongst ringside. Narumi is checked on by medical staff. Jack takes a microphone as the crowd rains down boos.
Jack: Narumi, Narumi, Narumi… I TOLD YOU I WAS GOING TO TAKE YOUR HEAD OFF! So, how about this, if you want some revenge, you get your Shittyjoshi friends together, who by the way have ONE hell of a headache backstage thanks to my new friends here, and come face us, because I’M still the RRRRRREAL star here! Speaking of RRRRRREAL stars, let me introduce you all to some of my friends here… FIRST, we have our benefactor, the ever smart, ever devious, ever handsome Dimitri Graves! NEXT, I know I introduced them earlier, but here’s a reminder that they’re the GREATEST tag team in the world, THE HEAT PACKERS! “Dynamite” Dan Funk! “Beautiful” Brodie Dawson! Those Bastards better watch out, because the BETTER Southern Express is here, and it’s just a matter of time until they’re draped in gold. And that brings me to the new Showtime Champion next to me, the greatest tag team partner I’ve ever had, THE BEAST KILLER, CALLIE CLARK! You might be surprised to see her here, but I’m going to let her explain.
Jack hands the mic off to Callie.
Callie: Surprised to see me? I am too. As much as I hate to admit it, there’s power in numbers around here and if I wanna get to the top of this place, I’m going to need some powerful allies. So who better than one of the fastest rising stars in this company and the next tag team champions?
Callie smirks.
Callie: I tried to do it with Sabotage but they failed me. I have my gold, and Jack might have been robbed of his tonight, but all of us are taking gold because Prime runs through us now, deal with it.
Callie gives the microphone back to Jack.
Jack: Thank you, Callie! So, Narumi, as you can see, I’ve got plenty of friends too! THIS is The House That Jack Built, and SO IS PRIME! I AM THE PRIME TIME CATALYST JACK SEVERN, AND THIS IS MY SHOW NOW, WIN OR LOSE!
Callie leans into the mic.
Callie: OUR SHOW!
Jack Severn, Callie Clark, Dan Funk, Brodie Dawson, & Dimitri Graves all pose in the center of the ring, as the biggest Prime of all time comes to a close with a new group standing over a fallen Narumi. Jack laughs, and throws the Indy Championship on top of her.
Evans: What an incredible match here in our main event, I wish we got a decisive ending but I have a feeling that this is far from over between these two.
Kushnir: Narumi has won this battle by escaping with her championship but I'm wondering if she's won the war - I wanna see this match again!
Evans: We want to thank everyone, for 100 Episodes of PRIME. This has been an incredible journey from the little Indy brand that could into what you see before you today. For all of the crew, the superstars and champions that have ever helped us put this show together, we appreciate you letting us into your homes on Sunday nights. We're hoping the next 100 are even better, and I have to say - the landscape of this show has truly changed here tonight! For everyone at PRIME, including my wife Hayley Kushnir - I'm Marshall Evans, and goodnight everyone!
Narumi begins to pick herself up off the mat, grabbing her championship and holding it close as we fade to black ...
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
KOBRO COMMANDO
JACK SEVERN
Monolith
Nevaeh
Eddie Dozier
Scorpio
Narumi Tsutsumi
Richard Garcia
Killjoy
The Bastards
Callie Clark
Ace King
MNB
Trixie
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RECAP OF WINNERS
PRIMETIME BRIEFCASE LADDER MATCH
Timothy Deacon Vs Amber Lisa Hall Vs Monolith Vs
Dalilah Ashe Vs Yoshiharu Kubo Vs Peach Gelato (N/S)
WINNER(S): Monolith
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INDY CHAMPIONS ONLY
Dio Vs El Pablo Vs Stitches
WINNER(S): Dio
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FOR THE TITLE OF 'PRIME MINISTER'
Scorpio Vs Kyle Gautier (N/S)
WINNER(S): Scorpio
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NON-TITLE TAG-TEAM CONTENDERS MATCH
The Bastards Vs DAMAGE INC
WINNER(S): DAMAGE INC
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SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: PRESIDENT MAC
Aeon Khronos Vs KU
WINNER(S): KU
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CAPTAINS FALL TRIOS MATCH
Omega Commandos Vs SHINIJOSHI
WINNER(S): SHINIJOSHI
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SPECIAL ATTRACTION X-DIVISION MATCH
Sour Candy Vs Chris Brock
WINNER(S): Sour Candy
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SHOWTIME BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
LAST PERSON STANDING MATCH
Callie Clark Vs Bosa
WINNER(S): Callie Clark (NEW Showtime Broadcast Champion)
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INDY CHAMPIONSHIP
Jack Severn Vs Narumi Tsutsumi
WINNER(S): DRAW (STILL Indy Champion Narumi Tsutsumi)
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MVP OF THE NIGHT: Jack Severn, Narumi Tsutsumi, KU
MATCH OF THE NIGHT: Jack Severn Vs Narumi Tsutsumi
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