Post by PRIME on Sept 10, 2023 18:55:46 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #112
SEPTEMBER 10TH 2023
"The House Collides In Title Town"
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from Fenway Park in Boston, Massachusetts
PRIME
EPISODE #112
SEPTEMBER 10TH 2023
"The House Collides In Title Town"
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from Fenway Park in Boston, Massachusetts
EWC PRIME
General Manager: Jordan Freaking Sharpe
Commentators: Eric Mason & John Livingston
Announcer: Damon Reid
Senior Referee: Niklaus Forbes
Other Referees: Stefan Elliot & Jessika Smalls
Backstage Interviewer: "Respectable" Joe Danes
While 'No Sleep Tonight' by Shinedown 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 EXT cycles through Prime's roster. Dalilah Ashe, Stephanie Matsuda,"Headhuntress" Aiya, Saidie Sharpe, Terry Kilgore, The House Hunters, Bruce Booth, Harper Mason, Ahiga Lopez, Sunny Skye, Lila Rue, Jack Severn, Aeon Khronos, Otaki, Marquis Hathaway, Joseph Solomon, RMK, NEVAEH, Scorpio, Narumi Tsutsumi, EWC Tag-Team Champions The Heat Packers, The Showtime Broadcast Champion Callie Clark & The Indy Champion Gabi Vee are all featured. Lastly, we see a smiling Jordan Sharpe put his feet up on his desk.
After one final pan over the crowd, we get some shots of a few of the signs being held up by the fans ..
RMK USES WOMENS HAIR GEL
I CAME FOR THE PROPERTY BROS
GABI VEE IS BACK IN ACTION!
OTAKI IS MY FAVE POKEMON
BIG BRUCE SWINGS A BIG BAT
THE HOUSE WINS NO MATTER WHAT
The camera centers on ringside at Fenway Park as the fans stand up, pumping their fists and cheering. One last round of fireworks blast out now, and we turn our attention to Eric Mason and John Livingston ..
Mason: Ladies and gentlemen! Can you believe this!? This is EWC PRIME from Fenway Park! This place is absolutely electric here tonight and it looks like a home run of a card! As per usual we are joined by my colleague John Livingston to call call all the action! As well tonight we've got a special guest RETURNING to commentary, we're joined by former UFC Fighter, actor and all-around Chicago legend Phil Brooks! Phil, how are you doing tonight! Good to have you back, I understand your schedule cleared right up!
Brooks: Yeah, apparently my schedule is wide open, Eric but I could not think of a better place to spend my time than here in Beantown with you guys on PRIME! Well, maybe at Wrigley Field ....
Livingston: You know what, we're happy to have you, Phil. We appreciate you here in EWC. Let's take a look at this card, boys!
Mason: Alright let's do it! We are gonna get everything going here tonight with our opening contest, where we're gonna see an incredible threeway dance for a shot at the AMC Broadcast Championship and this isn't just a regular match! It's a bring your own baseball bat match, you can do whatever evil things you'd like to it and start swinging! It's Bruce Booth vs Mark Keaton vs Marquis Hathaway!
Livingston: Ohh yeah that's gonna be good. Then we're gonna see Otaki take on Terry Kilgore in singles action, both of them looking to earn some momentum as we head into the Rumble. We're gonna follow that one up with a TAG-TEAM threeway dance, as Young Justice, Bloody Sureiyazu and The Property Brothers clash here tonight. Aiya and Narumi will be looking for some revenge on The P-Bros.
Brooks: That should be great, guys, we've got the Indy Champion back in action here on PRIME and Gabi Vee will have her hands full as she takes on Joseph Solomon who's gotta take this as a huge match and a chance to move up the title rankings. Then we're gonna get real fun as two coworkers are about to commit some workplace assault, it's NEVAEH taking on Samantha Hamilton in an X-Division Match!
Mason: And we're gonna finish the night with two members of The House in a collision course for the AMC Broadcast Championship! Callie Clark will defend against Jack Severn here tonight, in a Green Monster Plunge match, yes, one superstar is going flying off that 30+ foot wall that Fenway Park is famous for! Unbelievable!
Livingston: It ain't gonna be the Golden Goddess, Eric, as much as I respect Jack Severn.
Brooks: Well, what are we waitin' for guys, is it clobberin' time or what?!
Mason: We'll be right back, right after this!
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The words BANANA SECURITY dominate the screen, the camera pans back to see the yellow words on the front of the black shirt worn by Soldiers of Fortune member, Yaya Banana. He's guarding a door and trying to look tough. He crosses his arms and slowly looks left to right. He's a bit shocked when a very tall man walks into the frame from the right. The crowds react to a hometown hero.
Zdeno Chara: Hello there. I'm here to see my favorite fighter, Remarkably Martin Keenan.
Banana: Eet es Remahkable Mahk Katen, you very tull parsons. Hees bessy gettin ready for hees beeg match oop, go away and do nut bother heem.
Chara looks behind Banana's head at the sign on the door.
Chara: The sign says STORAGE ROOM. Mark is getting ready in a storage room? He can't be the big, important fighter that I imagined.
Yaya Banana gives the sign a quick glance and looks visibly irritated.
Banana: Go away! This ees a private chamber for The Remahkable One! Dun chew know thut STORAGE is Chinese for Priveet? Get un educashun man! Now leave, you har makeen my job very difficult.
The door behind Yaya Banana opens, Mark Keaton steps out to an array of loud boos. He's decked out in a leather jacket and pants.
Mark: Banana Man, what's all the commotion out here?
Mark looks up and to the right to see Zdeno Chara, he immediately scowls. Zdeno has a Boston Bruins jersey for Mark to sign, the look on Zdeno's face is that of an excited child's. Mark smirks, he digs into his pocket for a pen, keeping the jersey over his hand. He quickly throws illegal white powder in the big man's face! Mark quickly grabs Zdeno's dress suit jacket and pulls it over his head and starts throwing uppercuts! Zdeno starts to fight it off when Yaya Banana jumps in with a flying dropkick, dropping Zdeno to the floor. Both Mark and Yaya start laying in the boots to the downed NHL star before security chases them off. The loud booing is constant as medics arrive to check on Zdeno. The camera fades to black.
BYOBB FAITHFUL CHANCE
RMK
Vs Bruce Booth
Vs Marquis Hathaway
BACONATOR BOUNTY: BRUCE BOOTH
Match Writer: Rotten Mark Keaton
We return to ringside where we're gonna find out who gets themselves an AMC Broadcast Championship opportunity!
Mason: Well I certainly can't condone Mark Keaton's actions from earlier today but I can certainly condone this fantastic match we're about to have!
Reid: The following contest is a Bring Your Own Bat, Triple Threat Match scheduled for one fall! The Baconator Bounty and a shot at the AMC Broatcast Championship is also on the line! Joining us first, from Los Angeles,California weighing in at 220 pounds ... BRUCE BOOOOTH!
As 'Burn In My Light''s unmistakable intro sounds throughout the venue, the fans turn their head toward the entranceway, and out comes the superstar with chiseled supermodel looks and a superhero body, who stops a few feet out from the curtain. Without hesitating, he throws his arms up in the air and holds his chin high, in one hand he's holding his gold plated baseball bat, he is posturing tall as gold pyro rains behind him, painting an image of an undeniable sensation. Letting it breathe for a few seconds, Bruce then takes to the ring, his eyes shooting to a few fans offering their thoughts of him in the form of obscene finger gestures and even worse comments-- but he does his best to pay it no mind. As Booth heads in, he ascends the second turnbuckle and raises his arms once again- this time in a slow, graceful motion, almost like a shot straight out of a movie. He closes his eyes, living in the moment, instead of having to look at the fans, and steps down from the second rope, but never quite leaves that moment of self-absorption, as his music is cut off. He checks the strength of his golden bat on the top steel post a few times.
Reid: And his opponent, from Detroit,Michigan weighing in at 185 pounds ... MARQUIS HATHAWAAAY!
As the song "New Magic Wand" start's Marquis on his knees praying and as the beat drops he pops up to his feet and removes his mask. The crowds give him a good reception as he displays his barbed wire baseball bat. He sprays mist into the air and he makes his way down to the ring, interacting with fans on the way in.
Reid: And his opponent, from Toronto Ontario Canada, weighing in at 223 pounds ... REMARKABLE MARK KEATON!
The crowds instantly boo as Mark Keaton walks out from the curtain, he's decked out in Toronto Maple Leafs gear.
They start pelting him with garbage, already incensed that he beat up Zdeno Chara earlier. Mark gives the finger to nearby fans and threatens them with his electrified bat. A brawl immediately breaks out from people pushing and shoving, it soon grows to a dozen people punching each other and several security guards rush to the barricade to try and restore order. Mark sneers as he continues his way to the ring. A really fat man in a Boston Bruins jersey climbs the rail near the ring, he runs at Mark, his fists raised ready to strike. Mark lifts his bat then shoots his concussion grenade! It blows up near the fat man's gut and sends him into the steel steps, knocked out. This creates even more loud booing and protesting as a new brawl breaks out in the stands near ringside. Mark dodges an order of flying fries and rolls in the ring, he raises his bat with one hand and gives everyone the finger with the other.
DING DING DING
Booth, Hathaway and Keaton stand in seperate corners, their bats ready, the referee is still kicking gabage out of the ring and watching the fat man who Mark knocked out get helped to the back by medics. Mark runs at Booth swinging his bat, who blocks the electrified bat with his own golden bat, sending sparks in the air, Hathaway swings at Mark with his barbed wire bat, Mark adjusts his bat to block but part of Hathaways bat catches his thumb causing RMK to throw his own bat out of the ring and shake his hand in pain. He jumps through the middle rope just as Booth swings at him, just missing. Booth and Hathaway battle it out in the middle of the ring, Hathaway swings his bat but Booth blocks it with his then flips Hathaway over with a hiptoss. Hathaway kips up then does a spinning kick, knocking the bat out of Booth's hands. Booth and Hathaway lock up in a collar and elbow tie up, Booth pushes them to a corner. Mark slides in the ring, he runs with a flying dropckick to Booth's back, dropping him down, Hathaway grabs the top turnbuckle behind him and quickly skins the cat to the top ropes, Mark gets to his feet but is met with a front flip dropkick! Hathway lands on Booth at the same time with an elbow drop! He covers Booth…
One…
Two….
Booth kicks out! Hathaway quickly grabs an arm and twists around for a submission attempt but Booth slithers out of it to the outside of the ring. Hathaway gets to his feet but RMK drops him with a clothesline! A fan rolls in the ring with a beer, Mark clotheslines him over the top ropes and catches the beer in mid air.
FUCK YOU KEATON! CLAP! CLAP, C-C- CLAP! FUCK YOU KEATON!
RMK smiles and takes a drink of the beer, at the same time, Booth grabs Mark's hair and slams him face first into the turnbuckle causing the bottle to go halfway down his throat! Mark hauls the bottle out and starts coughing, Booth brings Keaton down with a flawless dropkick, then poses on the top turnbuckle for the fans.
Mason: I don't know how the ring holds all of the ego ..
Brooks: Yeah, having an ego definitely won't get you to the top of professional wrestling.
Livingston: You guys are both jealous, and so is Hathaway!
Hathaway hauls Booth off of the turnbuckle and starts chopping him in the chest over and over, then he grabs the top rope and lays in a bunch of body shots until Booth cant stand anymore and drops to his backside on the canvas in the corner. Hathway looks satified for a second until he's nailed from behind, between the legs with RMK's electrified bat! Hathaway shakes, stutters then falls to the canvas holding his private parts. Booth tries to stand up but RMK hits him hard in the chest with his bat sending sparks in the air! Booth falls through the middle ropes to the outside. RMK takes a moment to survey his damage then slowly picks up Hathaway, he throws the bat then grips him ready for a DDT, Hathaway spins him around then backdrops him over the top ropes! RMK lands next to Booth, who is still recovering and just makes it to his feet. Hathaway is still nursing his private parts in the ring but he's made it to his feet. Mark blocks a punch on the outside by Booth and rakes his eyes, RMK is pleased at this and starts playing air guitar for the pissed off fans, Hathaway nails Mark with a flying suicide attack! The fans pop big for that as the agile star slides back in the ring, pain still evident on his face but he's fired up now, he's hopping on his toes and watching Booth wipe his eyes, staggering a little at bottom of the ramp, Hathway springs off of the ropes and dives over the top ropes for another suicide dive but Booth recovers and NAILS Hathaway with a cutter to the metal ramp!! Outta nowhere the Directors Cut connects and the fans lose their minds! Booth pops back up and raises his arms, bathing in the adulation of the incredible counter!
Brooks: He needs to take this opportunity and cover!
Mason: Booth with the showboating, colour me surprised!
Livingston: Will you both just relax! He's got this!
Mark grabs a chair and runs at Booth but hes nailed with a snap powerslam right on the padded mats! Booth grabs Mark and throws him in the ring, he slowly climbs to the top ropes, RMK staggers to his feet, Booth jumps with a flying crossbody but Mark catches him and quickly hits a backbreaker and a pin…
One…
Two…
Booth kicks out! Mark punches the canvas in frustration and can see Hathaway slowly getting to his knees on the outside. Mark sneers and climbs to the top ropes, from his view he could see The Boston Police Department blocking off a whole section of fans, still fighting and ready to climb the barricades, he smiles then jumps at Hathaway with a flying double axe handle but Hathaway was ready! He sticks the barbed wire baseball bat right between Mark's eyes! The bat sticks in RMK's head as he lands, he walks around in confusion with a bat stuck on his forehead, then falls on the ramp! Hathaway rolls in the ring, Booth spins at Hathaway with a discus lariat but it's ducked, Hathaway nails his spinning elbow attack! Midnight Bullet connects and drops Booth! Three fans rush the ring followed by several cops, Hathaway stops to help the cops, RMK pulls the bat from his head on the outside and is busted open, "Conga" by Gloria Estefan plays suddenly! Yaya Banana walks out to the stage, he rolls his eyes back and lifts his arms high, he slams them down and all the ring posts explode up with bananas! Showers of bananas hit everyone in the ring! A bloody RMK sneaks in, he spins a very distracted Hathaway around then hits him with a suplex DDT but before he can cover, Booth rips him off of Hathaway! In the calamity, Yaya Banana has a t-shirt launcher firing giant bananas! He shoots twice at Booth but it hits Booth AND Mark as the two of them fall over right on top of the downed Hathaway!
One…
Two….
Three!!!
DING DING DING
Reid: The referee has declared this match a double pin and therefore your winners ... REMARKABLE MAAARK KEEEATON AND BRUCE BOOTH!!!!Mason: What in god's name has just taken place here ...
Livingston: For once in my life, I don't think I have words.
Brooks: So they both get a title shot?!
RMK quickly rolls out of the ring, several fans start chasing him as security have trouble getting everyone under control. Hathaway can't believe what just happened and is confronting the referee when he's nailed by a Directors Cut by Booth! Booth kicks a bunch of bananas out of his way in frustration as he leaves the ring.
Mason: Booth is frustrated, he didn't expect the antics we've just seen here in Boston.
Brooks: I don't think anyone did, but that's what you get with RMK. An amazing but chaotic match anyways.
Livingston: Hathaway may think he's screwed on that one, but I think Yaya Banana needs to be banned from PRIME here he can't be screwing up these matches. Jesus.
The camera cuts to ...
The cameras pan around towards a dimly lit hallway in Fenway Park where Joseph Solomon is leaning against a chain link fence. His hands are wrapped in tape as his lips are curled into a half smile.
Solomon: Gabrielle, you talk about me “fumbling” on Prime 111 but was I the one who was pinned. You have no room talk. You weren’t even in the final sequence at Night of Champions. You may have beaten Callie Clark but I have a feeling you won’t beat me.
Joseph places his hands down by his side as he looks toward the camera positioned in front of him.
Solomon: While I may be new to this company, I am not new to this sport. I have seen hundreds of you come and go throughout the years. You win a few championships and think you are on some other level. Tell me, Gabrielle, how long is your combined title reigns here in EWC? I seem to notice that you are either getting injured or losing titles in your very first defense. This match is my chance to shut people like you up. You are the reason why The Core Avengers are slowly beginning to assemble. We are tired of being told we aren’t good enough. Wins and losses don’t determine how talented you are. It just shows who is more popular over the other. After I break you in half, then I will put myself in the conversation. You have no control over me but I will control how much pain I inflict onto your damaged body.
Joseph pushes himself off the fence.
Solomon: See you soon
Joseph disappears into the shadows as the cameras cut to .....
We return to ringside where it's time for some singles action!
Mason: Alright everyone, the Pokemon Master takes on the Karate Master here in a singles contest on PRIME!
Reid: The following match is set for one fall. Joining us first, from San Fernando, California and weighing in at an even 200 pounds... TERRY KILGORE!
Terry Kilgore comes out and bows down on the ramp before walking to the ring. He walks with a determined look as he sets his eyes on the ring only. Terry Kilgore goes to the ring and doing a bit of warming up for a few seconds before the ring bells.
Reid: And the opponent residing in Pallet City and weighing in at 158 pounds... OTAKI!
I’m Hanging On To The Other Side
I Won’t Give Up Till The End of Me
I Won’t Give Up Till The End of Me
Those words call out and suddenly “Undefeatable” by Kellin Quinn blasts out into the arena as the, milky skinned, Purple Haired Dynamo known as Otaki appears on the stage in a purple one-piece outfit - with long sleeves but no leg coverage - and a purple hooded cloak. The crowd cheers loudly and it almost seems like their adulation is watering Otaki’s eyes, at least until she shook her head with a smile and pull her hood down before heading down to ringside. Once by the ring slight trepidation can be seen on the Englishwoman’s face for a moment before she glances over towards the crowd and closes her eyes to take a deep breath. Afterwards the diminutive Otaki practically throws herself under the bottom rope and used the rest of the ropes to pull herself back up. Once inside the ring Otaki proceeds to take off her cloak, revealing the back of her outfit to any potential men or lesbian in the crowd tonight as she neatly folds her cloak up and places it on the ropes nearest her before unclipping a Pokéball from her belt and bounces over to the ropes opposite. Rather enthusiastically she steps one foot on the bottom rope, steps the other on the middle rope and punches her Pokéball into the air to more cheers
DING DING DING
Kilgore smacks Otaki across the chest with a knife edge chop. Otaki winces but smacks Kilgore across his chest with a forearm smash. Kilgore takes a moment before responding with another knife edge chop. Otaki fires another forearm but this time Kilgore ducks. Otaki spins around on her feet after missing her target. Kilgore wraps his arms around Otaki’s waist and takes her to the mat with a German suplex. As Oktaki makes it to her feet, Kilgore climbs the turnbuckles and he throws himself at Otaki hitting a missile dropkick. He hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Otaki pushes her way free breaking the count. Kilgore gets to his feet and walks back to the corner before running at Otaki and booting her in the gut with a soccer kick. He backs to the corner again and runs for a second one. Otaki throws herself at Kilgore knocking him to the mat with a clothesline. Both get to their feet. Kilgore runs at Otaki who counters by scooping Kilgore up into a powerslam. Both lay on the mat for a moment before slowly rising. Kilgore grabs Otaki for a dragon suplex but she counters smacking him with a bat-hand that staggers him back. Otaki runs knocking him down with a spinning heel kick. She rolls over him and hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Kilgore almost rolls to his side as he lifts a shoulder off the mat.
Mason: Strong kick out there!
Livingston: I think his tooth landed on my table it’s laying on my notes.
Brooks: Is that what that is? I thought it was a tictac.
Otaki rolls to the apron and climbs the turnbuckles. As Kilgore pulls himself to his feet, she goes through her full ritual before diving at Kilgore and crashing down on him with a Dragon Slave. Kilgore crumples to the mat where Otaki makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Kilgore rolls to his side breaking the count. Otaki punches the mat in frustration before pulling Kilgore to his feet. She smackes him in the jaw with a forearm smash to the jaw and whips him off the ropes. As he heads to said ropes, he jumps and bounces off the ropes. He flies back grabbing Otaki hitting a Springboard Stunner that sends Otaki flying back. He crawls over and stretches an arm across Otaki as the referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Otaki rolls to her side to break the count.
Mason: Big kick out right there! However, would a proper cover have gotten the three?
Brooks: You gotta make sure if you wanna win this, you give it everything you got. Right John?
Livingston: DUH, PHIL! That's obvious.
Brooks: You're banned from PRIME.
Both get to their feet. Otaki jumps looking for a Grand Finale. Kilgore backs her into the corner to counter. Both stagger out. Kilgore turns and fires at Otaki with a Superkick. She blocks and spins him around hitting a Grand Finale. He drops to the mat as Otaki covers.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... OTAKI!!!Mason: Otaki picked her moment, struck and picked up the win here on Prime!
Brooks: That's back to back wins for Otaki here and Boston is loving this!
Livingston: If he hit that Superkick instead of it being countered, I believe this could have been a Terry Kilgore victory! That said, I’m sure he’ll come back from this a lot stronger. I know he can get the job done he just hasn't had any luck yet.
Mason: Indeed, John.
Otaki steps one foot on the bottom rope, steps the other on the middle rope and punches her Pokéball into the air to the cheers of the crowd. She steps though the ropes and holds the Pokéball high in the air as she heads up the ramp.
Mason: Otaki has found herself on a winning streak here on the blue brand, she's sure to be climbing up the ranks now!
Livingston: Absolutely, Terry gave her a great fight though and both competitors left it all out there.
Brooks: No reason to hang his head, Otaki was just the better superstar tonight.
The camera cuts to ...
The Boston Police are escorting Mark Keaton through the backstage area. They are in a tight formation around Keaton, who has a thick bandage on his forehead with a spot of blood seeping through it. Commotion from dozens of angry fans can be heard approaching them from behind. The police turn their attention to the chaos and leave Mark Keaton alone, he's punch drunk but snarling.
RMK: That's right, you keep those dirtbags away from me! I don't want one of those scummy, Boston pieces of shit near me! Fuck this city!
The camera slowly pans to the right, behind Mark. Brad Marchand is standing there, a Boston Bruins jersey on. The fans can be heard cheering off camera. Brad is shaking from anger, he spins Mark around and starts laying in uppercuts to the taller man! Mark's bandage flys off as Brad keeps nailing him with lefts and rights, Mark grabs his arms and throws him against the concrete wall, Brad bounces off and starts throwing haymaker punches, Yaya Banana appears from behind and nails Brad with a steel chair! Mark starts kicking the NHL star but Yaya drags him off.
Yaya Banana : Come on Mister Katen…we moost escape Boston! Quickly now! To da Banana-Mobile!
Several fans have escaped the police and can be seen chasing after Yaya and Mark into the parking garage. Mark and Yaya get into a large, Banana shaped van and peel off just as glass bottles smash nearby as we go to .....
Joe Danes appears rushing to catch Narumi before she enters the Shinijoshi locker room.
Danes: Narumi! Narumi! Just the Prime Minister I needed to catch! You've had a busy schedule since the last Prime, and things haven't really fine well for Shinijoshi. Having not only taken your first loss as group, but twice even if you weren't involved on Rampage. Not to mention Bloody Sureiyāzu the former tag champions lost, and you got pinned in quite the shocking result. Since you're one of the faces of Prime it is concerning. And, sorry that might be rude, what was I going to ask…
Narumi takes a deep breath and calms Danes' hurried speech down as well.
Narumi: Yes yes, and if Harper pins me too tonight she'd become Prime Minister since she's got a solo contract on Prime. Not that I intend to let that happen. Though personally I prefer to be called the wielder of the Prime Minister Necklace, less confusion with the last guy in office before he retires. I'm keeping up that, what do they call it, Hustle, Loyalty, Respect mindset.
The Onihime giggles.
Danes: Well that's a pretty lighthearted response.
Narumi lightly smiles and pats Joe on the shoulders.
Narumi: I wouldn't have become Grand Slam if I lost my head at every bump in the road. Don't you worry, I'm still the Legend of the Ring and I still got this necklace. I still intend to put up stellar performances wherever I go! Yes, we've taken some losses as of late, but no faction can get into so many fights we have and stay undefeated forever. It's just a growing pain of evolving as a team. I think Sonya proved people shouldn't take us taking a few licks as a sign that anything is over for us. Shinijoshi will continue to evolve and we've got some great things coming up, for one a new formation, and of course tonight Aiya and I will do our best to get back in contention for the EWC Tag Team Championships. We’re going to give the fans new thrills to remember, just you watch.
The Grade One Yokai hits the Shinijoshi double deuces and then enters the group locker room as we go to ...
We return to ringside where our tag-team division is on full display!
Mason: House Hunters have a bit of a mini feud going on with Shinijoshi, let's see what happens when we throw Young Justice in the mix!
Reid: The following match is tag team triple threat match. Joining us first, from Shinjuku and Kyoto Japan respectively, weighing at a combined weight of 262 pounds and representing The Shinijoshi, they are … NARUMI TSUTSUMI AND “HEADHUNTRESS” AIYA! BLOODY SUREIYĀZU!!
As ‘Gurenge’ blares over the PA system, both Narumi(in her oni mask) and Aiya emerge from behind the curtains to a pinkish red fog. Aiya chillingly studies the arena with her gaze while Narumi makes spooky ghoulish gestures closely behind her. When Narumi steps up to stand beside Aiya she removes her mask and both women smirk at each other and then towards the ring with ill intent. Aiya saunters forward down the ramp while Narumi hops behind her sticking her tongue out at the camera. Aiya enters the ring through the top and middle rope while Narumi follows sliding under the bottom. Aiya leans against the corner staring forward while Narumi stands up to whisper in her ear as they go over the game plan while waiting.
Reid: And their opponent, at a combined weight of 445 pounds, representing The House Hunters ... CAPTAIN EWC AND JON SNOW! THE PROPERTY BROTHERS!
The Property Brothers walk out from the back. They Too Sweet each other, and then turn the Too Sweet's into middle fingers and then those into downward pointing thumbs that the flash the camera while sticking their tongues out. Captain EWC smashes a light-tube he was carrying against his head and yells
Captain EWC: FUCK THE HOUSE!
Jon Snow heads to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and doing push-ups because he thinks that's what a wrestler should do. Captain EWC somehow now has a chainsaw and security are trying to take it from him. He gives them the chainsaw and heads to the ring. Captain EWC jumps onto the apron, and then does a front-flip over the rope, purposely landing on his head. When Captain EWC lands, pyro shoots from all four corners of the ring.
Reid: And their opponent, at a combined weight of 243ibs ... Cassie Wolfe and Harper Mason, YOUNG JUSTICE!
The intro for Jonathon Young's cover of the Earth's Mightiest Heroes theme hits the speakers and Harper and Cassie emerge from the back ready for action, they slap hands with the fans on their way to the ring before sliding in and high fiving each other as they wait for their opponents.
DING DING DING
With the sound of the bell we have Harper Mason, Narumi Tsutsumi and Captain EWC start as the legal competitors. Captain EWC raises up his hands looking for a double tie-up. Instead Harper jumps up into a dropkick that sends Cap backwards into the ropes. On the rebound Harper Mason jumps up and rips Captain EWC down into a DDT. Harper turns to advance on Narumi, but Narumi jumps up and clotheslines her with a hip-attack. Narumi Tsutsumi drags Harper up by her wrist into an Irish-whip into her corner. Narumi rushes in and catches Harper with a superkick. Aiya claps Narumi's foot to tag herself in. Narumi drags Harper out of the corner by her face, Aiya jumps into the ring and catches Harper into a spear. Aiya goes for a cover, but Captain EWC drags her up by her face and then he front-flips into a piledriver, the JoJo Rush Destroyer, landing Aiya's head firm into Harper's sternum. Captain EWC drags both Aiya and Harper up and then throws himself into both with a flying shoulder block. Captain EWC hoists Aiya up by her wrist into his corner. Cap rushes in and catches Aiya with a flying corner splash while tagging out to Jon Snow. Harper Mason crawls to her corner and gets a hot tag on Cassie Wolfe. Cassie jumps up onto the ropes and then hits a coast-to-coast dropkick into Bloody Sureiyāzu's corner, catching Narumi flush and sending her down into the steel steps.
Mason: A wild start to the match as expected with these three teams. This is what tag team wrestling is all about.
Brooks: You're damn right Eric, a good friend can take you really far in this business, you're seeing that here.
Livingston: Bah. Needs more chokes and rest-holds.
Brooks: I'll choke you out in front of our boss, John.
Cassie Wolfe hits a kip-up and spins around, right into a lariat from Jon Snow. Jon Snow turns around and rushes back into Aiya with a corner lariat. Jon turns around and rushes Cassie Wolfe with a corner lariat. Jon Snow turns around and rushes to corner lariat Aiya, but Aiya jumps from the corner and catches Jon with a shotgun dropkick. Jon Snow lands hard on the back of his neck and then he rolls up and turns around into a shotgun dropkick from Cassie Wolfe! The crowd gives a giant pop. Aiya and Cassie rush each other. Aiya gets a big-boot, Cassie gives a chop and a superkick. Aiya floors Cassie backwards into the ropes with a stiff elbow. Cassie flies off the ropes into a clothesline. Cassie Wolfe drags Jon Snow up by his head and shoves him backwards into the ropes. Cassie catches Jon Show with a superkick, sending him backwards into the ropes. On the rebound Cassie Wolfe jumps up and catches Jon Snow with The Greenest Wizard you've ever seen. Her knee into Jon's face sends him backwards onto his head. Cover!
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TH... Captain EWC comes flying in off the top rope with a headbutt into Cassie Wolfe.
Headhuntress Aiya spins Captain EWC around and headbutts him back into the ropes. Aiya comes in and big-boots Captain EWC to send him over the top rope to the outside. Harper Mason comes up from behind and hits a lariat into the back of Aiya's head, sending her throat first into the top-rope. Harper looks to her left just as Narumi Tsutsumi comes flying in over the top rope with a superman punch.
Mason: This has broken down into a car crash brawl with bodies everywhere!
Livingston: And not a single rest-hold in view. Bah. Chasing Meltzer stars.
Brooks: Is that that stooge for Next Level?
Narumi drags Harper Mason up and shoves her backwards into the ropes. Narumi pulls Aiya up and on the rebound they catch Harper with a double superkick. The kick sends Harper backwards in to the ropes and on the rebound Bloody Sureiyāzu land a doubling rolling elbow that takes Harper off her feet. Bloody Sureiyāzu spin around into a double lariat from Jon Snow and Captain EWC comes flying off the top rope into a crossbody on both women as they lay prone. While Captain EWC stands, Cassie Wolfe grabs Jon Snow by his waist before spinning him around into a double underhook down onto the top of his head with a DDT. Wolfe Hunt! Captain EWC advances on Cassie, but Harper Mason grabs him by his weight and uses her remaining strength to grab on a waist-lock into a high angle German suplex. Both roll out of the ring. Cassie Wolfe stomps Narumi in the stomach and shoves her out of the way. Cassie drags Aiya up into a double underhook, and then she... No! Aiya lifts Cassie up onto her shoulder in a fireman's carry and DOWN into a GTS! Aiya doesn't let Cassie fall, as she drags her up and shoves her backwards. Narumi lunges to her feet and Bloody Sureiyāzu kick hard into Midnight Kill, their chins connecting hard on either side of Cassie's face as she falls like a sack of puppies. Aiya covers while Narumi guards for any break ups.
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THREE!!!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... BLOODY SUREIYĀZU!!!Mason: A big win for Bloody Sureiyāzu here, as Aiya and Narumi look to get things back on track. What a chaotic crash of a match that was.
Livingston: The House Hunters eat a loss for the first time since coming to EWC, and Young Justice run into a roadblock at the beginning of their EWC run with two back to back losses, but with a match like this were the rules were hardly enforced... Does it really matter?
Brooks: Everything matters here in EWC John!
Bloody Sureiyāzu hug in the center of the ring and then they raise up their hands. Captain EWC helps his brother exit the ring and head to the back. Young Justice sit on the outside while Cassie Wolfe regains herself following her encounter with Bloody Sureiyāzu's brutal finishing maneuver.
Mason: Bloody Sureiyazu back on track here tonight after a few setbacks.
Livingston: Yeah, yeah ... more Shinijoshi bias around here.
Brooks: All three teams were incredible tonight, EWC's tag team scene is alive and well.
The camera cuts to ... (staff sets up the transition - commercial/backstage/parking lot etc)
HBO Broadcast Champion Cosmo Goldworthy is seen roaming the halls backstage, presumably headed to The House’s personal locker room. Before he can get there though, he’s frantically stopped by Prime’s official interviewer "Respectable" Joe Danes, who holds a microphone in hand.
Joe Danes: What a surprise, ladies and gentlemen! Rampage’s HBO Broadcast Champion Cosmo Goldworthy is here, and Cosmo, what are you doing here?
Cosmo looks at Danes and scoffs at that question.
Cosmo Goldworthy: Is it not obvious what I’m here for? The biggest match in PRIME history, and no, that ain’t hyperbole–Callie Clark defends her coveted AMC Broadcast Championship against the leader of The House, Jack Severn!
Danes nods his head at Cosmo’s shameless plugging for the main event.. But he’s not quite sure if he agrees with the sentiment of it being the “biggest” match in PRIME history. Cosmo notices this and immediately picks up on it.
Cosmo Goldworthy: What? Cat got your tongue, huh? You don’t agree with what I just said?
Joe Danes: ..Well, I’m aware that you’re new to the show, but PRIME has had some phenomenal matches, and some phenomenal main–
Cosmo wastes no time, cutting Danes off.
Cosmo Goldworthy: Are you callin' me stupid? You’re sayin' I don’t watch the show?
Joe Danes: I–
Cosmo cuts him off again, and immediately bursts into laughter.
Cosmo Goldworthy: C’mon! Loosen up, Joe! I know you didn’t mean that. After all, you’re “Respectable”, right? So what that said, I don’t care how you– or anyone else feels about the main event. Callie Clark and Jack Severn are going to tear the house down. But that ain’t the only reason I’m here.
Danes raises an eyebrow, confused.
Cosmo Goldworthy: I showed up to support my cousin Bruce in his match earlier, because he is goin' to become a star here, just like I’ve become a star on Rampage. And while I was here, I was thinkin' to myself.. Some schmuck would come to me and immediately gravitate towards my presence. So I’m givin’ you a big scoop! Givin’ you somethin’ to work with!
Based by the expression on his face, Danes still isn’t following.
Cosmo Goldworthy: After House Money left Brawl #600 with a victory over Shinijoshi, it made me realize somethin'. It not only reminded me that The House is superior to Shinijoshi, but that Narumi and Saidie obtained their reputations from their work here, now while it's well document that Rampage is the BEST brand..
Cosmo stops, adjusting the championship on his shoulder.
Cosmo Goldworthy: ..If I’m goin’ to prove that I can take the mantle as one of the best to ever do it, I’ve gotta dominate EVER-YWHERE. So it’s ‘bout time the “independents”, if y’all even like bein’ called that, get some LEGIT star power. This show has never seen nothin’ like me, and it never will after I’m done handlin’ business.
Cosmo continues on, tracking if Danes is finally getting it..
Cosmo Goldworthy: So with that said, it’s for the best, right?! Clearly, the “Prime Minister” ain’t doin’ her job, so maybe this show needs to see an outsider who knows what the hell he’s doin’. I’ve picked up a win on Brawl, a win on Paramount, many wins on Rampage– and now, I’d love to pick one up here in Prime.
He chuckles.
Cosmo Goldworthy: So for all my Cosmaniacs and Cosmosapiens out in Boston, I love y’all. And for any of you filthy fans who don’t get it? If you don’t know, now you know, Cosmo Goldworthy can and will take over this show. Get outta my face, I got somewhere to be.
Cosmo shrugs past Danes, headed to the lockers. Danes watches Cosmo walk off, appalled at his lack of respect for the interview. He turns back, as the camera cuts to ...
We return to ringside where Jessika Smalls is sliding into the ring as the Boston crowd is going nuts..
Mason: This next match is going to be a barn burner. You got two aerial specialists looking to gain some footing as we head to the Rumble!
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Joining us first, from The Core Spire by way of Staten Island, New York, weighing in at 201 pounds, representing The Core Avengers... JOSEPH SOLOMON!
Dark purple and deep blue lights flicker throughout the arena as “Heartache” suddenly strikes up over the sound system. A man wearing a dark trench coat and fingerless gloves steps through the curtain. He kneels down at the top of the ramp until the song picks up. The moment Heartache is said in the song, Joseph Solomon pulls the hood down as he walks down the ramp with his hands interlocked together. He slides into the ring and sits in the nearest corner as the song continues to play.
Reid: And his opponent, from Honolulu, Hawaii, weighing in at 120 pounds, she is the EWC INDY CHAMPION ... GABRIELLE VISCONITY!
The lights in the arena explode in strobing attack on the senses. As the beat hits, Gabi Vee walks out onto the entrance ramp and grins out energetically to the crowd. She nods as she looks over the crowd before Buddy Love walks out to join her. They both start heading down the ramp and towards the ring and Gabi interacts excitedly with the fans. She gracefully hops up on the side of the ring to look back out over the crowd before she springboards over the top rope to tumble fluidly into the ring.
DING DING DING
Gabi steps out of her corner just as Joseph stands up. Joseph motions for Gabi to come towards him as she obliges him by sprinting towards him. As she gets close to him, Joseph catches her around her waist, hoists her up into the air before planting her face first into the top turnbuckle. As Gabi staggers backward, Joseph lifts her up by a waist lock before dropping her back down across his knee. Gabi shouts as Joseph starts driving his knees to her lower back. Joseph sprints toward the ropes, hops onto the middle rope and comes back with a leg drop right across the lower half of her body. Gabi begins to grunt as Joseph grabs a handful of her blonde hair and drags her across the ring. He slams her into the corner before driving his shoulder into her midsection. Each blow sends a shockwave of pain through Gabi’s body as she is trying to fight through it. Joseph runs toward the diagonal corner, steps onto the second turnbuckle before sprinting toward Gabi.
Gabi moves at the last second before catching him on the rebound with a reverse neckbreaker. Gabi quickly gets back up to her feet, leaps off the middle rope and lands with a Phoenix splash across Joseph’s chest. She immediately goes for the cover.
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Joseph rolls her shoulder up as Gabi sprints toward the ropes. She rebounds off them and catches Joseph with a swinging wheel kick just as he rises to his feet. Gabi is right back up, runs toward the other side and tries for it again. This time Joseph manages to roll forward while catching Gabi’s planted leg in a grapevine before turning it into an ankle lock submission hold.
Mason: Solomon is showing what he's made of here tonight guys!
Brooks: As a submissions expert, he's gonna wanna lay in that hold as thick as he can!
Livingston: I mean you don't need to be an expert to know that ..
Brooks: We got a problem here, John?
Joseph holds onto the ankle for a while as Gabi is telling Jessika know she will not give up. Gabi pushes herself up until she is hopping on one leg. She rolls through while sending Joseph outside of the ring. He doesn’t land very hard but Gabi comes flying at him while connecting with a corkscrew moonsault plancha. Joseph drops to his back as Gabi is quickly back onto her feet. Gabi climbs up onto the ring apron, looks down at Joseph before springing up to the top rope. She pops her legs off the ropes while looking for a moonsault.
Right as she comes off the ropes, Joseph catches her and holds her up into the air. Gabi adjust in midair while driving Joseph onto his head. Joseph flips over onto his knees as Gabi slams him with a front dropkick. She quickly picks him up off the ground and throws him into the ring. She climbs back up onto the apron, looks to springboard off them but Joseph manages to shake the ropes enough for Gabi to land hard on her lower back. Joseph sees this while placing his hands on each shoulder before pulling her back into his knees. Gabi pops off his knees as Joseph climbs through the ropes, leaps onto the top rope and connects with a Shield of Ronin from the top turnbuckle.
Mason: This could be it here!
Brooks: Joseph has the Indy Champ where he wants her, he's gotta make sure he doesn't choke under the pressure!
Livingston: Might not be over yet, unfortunately.
Joseph pushes himself back up to his feet. He runs toward the ropes. Gabi is slowly getting to her feet as he rebounds off them looking for a lariat. Gabi manages to duck the attempt as Joseph runs toward the other side. Just as he is about to rebound off them, Gabi leaps into the air and connects with Angelrana. Right as she lands it, she hooks both legs while pinning his shoulders down.
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DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pin fall ... THE EWC INDY CHAMPION .... GABRIELLE VISCONSITY!!!Mason: And another huge win for PRIME's Angel as she heads towards the EWC Rumble Pay-Per-View!
Livingston: Yeah, yeah ... when can the Gabi Vee experiment be over ...
Brooks: Oh cry us a river, John. She's a great champion.
Gabi is grabbing her lower back as she stands to her feet. She lifts both arms into the air as Joseph slides his way toward the corner.
Mason: A great match by both competitors, I think Solomon put himself on the map here as someone who isn't to be taken lightly!
Brooks: He gave the champ everything he had, Eric. You're right.
Livingston: Not quite enough for the win, but maybe enough to be put on the radar boys.
The camera cuts to ......
Cameras cut back to a small talk show set. Behind a bit of an elaborate desk is King Flip shuffling some paperwork. He waves to the viewfinder to a mixed reaction from the crowd.
The Mad King: Hello and welcome! I am The Mad King and this is this third episode of "Will YOU Marry ME?" -- the talk show wheeeeeeeeeeeeere I bring on beautiful women, get a little peek into their lives, see what they're up to inside and or outside of Extreme Wrestling, aaaaaaaaaand maybeIaskemtomarrymebutitsnotserious.
He does a poor fake cough.
The Mad King: TONIGHT! Well, we had an opportunity to get Narumi Tsutsumi on for an, ahem, second date, but she said she's too busy whoopin' that quote 'property ass into debt with young justice money' unquote. I don't really know what that means but the call was static-y and she kept asking if that would complete my order, so, I probably had the wrong number.
Flip shrugs to a smattering of chuckles and disinterest after a pop for the big Prime superstar name drop.
The Mad King: No, no former Undisputed champions on tonight. No angry tag teams. Well, one half of a pretty successful former tag team. Being accompanied tonight by nobody, this woman seriously needs zero introduction. Buuuuuuuuut given that the lady went to Alcatraz with me and gave one of the performances of her life? I feel more than compelled. She's been your AMC Broadcast champion for well over a year now with successful defenses against the likes of Alyson Cross, Delilah Ashe, and Gabrielle Visconty -- damn, maybe I should watch Prime, that's a lot of puss -- WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, ladies and gentlemen... Now trending, "The Golden Goddess" CALLIE CLARK!
Callie Clark comes out. Flip attempts a handshake but she sits down.
The Mad King: Welcome, Callie. It's great to finally sit down with you. It feels like just yesterday that ocean air was stinging our eyes as we mercilessly tried to kill each other on that island.
Callie Clark: I'm still gonna finish what I started at some point... but what's this all about?
Callie shoots a glare at Flip.
The Mad King: I was just toting your television championship reign to the people here, but I was curious about something. Do you feel your show has thrown you against the best and brightest of the time? You have excellent defenses against the likes of Miss Visconty and the devestating Miss Ashe, but, has anybody ever really given a shit about Bathsheba? Did the world need a Callie Clark Alyson Cross rematch? What I'm asking is this: how do you, the champion, feel about the weight of your reign with the AMC Broadcast so far, Callie Clark?
Callie Clark: Are you kidding? I'm the greatest broadcast champ of all time! I don't control booking, I wish I did! They line em up, I mow em down.
Callie nods proudly and adjusts the title on her shoulder.
The Mad King: And rolling of course into Night of Champions. Congratulations on winning your shot into Insanity Cage. How much did those handcuffs cost and, of course, how'd it feel to be the one cuffed that dangerous second cage?
Callie Clark: Sally is a sneaky bitch, she ruined my plan to stop her. She was supposed to get cuffed and I was supposed to win! If she didn't cuff me, I would have won!
Flip gives the camera a look like he agrees to disagree and turns instead to Tori for a moment.
The Mad King: I'm not sure you could find any handcuffs small enough for Jack. Very dainty wrists, but anyway. Tori! Speaking of Night of aChampions, wow, what a night that was for you. How do you feel after that experience? Anything you'd like to say to anybody?
Tori: I'm hurting, I didn't intend to get involved in that match but it's what Callie and Jon needed from me, so I did it. The House might not have won Insanity Cage, but we're still the greatest stable in EWC history.
Flip tosses up an 'okay' hand signal and hip fires a question to Callie.
The Mad King: What's been your least favorite match in Extreme Wrestling so far?
Callie Clark: Any that I lose.
The King smirks a little bit doesn't feel like he's getting past Callie Clark's defenses here.
The Mad King: How's the relationship with Eddie and Tyler coming along?
Callie Clark: I hardly think that's any of your business.
He throws his hands up defensively as Tori clenches a fist.
The Mad King: For the last few episodes, the last question from me to my guest has involved marriage but, c'mon girl. Let's not put you in a position to openly laugh at me, right?
Callie openly laughs at Flip. He gives the camera a very specific look as he withdraw a small box from his coat.
The Mad King: What this isn't is a marriage proposal, but Callie Clark, as you walk into your title defense against Jack Severn, well, I'd like you to have this.
Flip opens the ring box and presents a miniature white-gold recreation of Alcatraz on a platinum band. Callie raises an eyebrow, and takes the gift, inspecting it. She then hands it off to Tori.
The Mad King: Punch Ol' Jacktastic with that once and see if he change his name to Jack Severed.
He feigns a punch, then claps as he turns his attention back to the camera.
The Mad King: Ladies and gentlemen, Callie Clark!
Callie Clark: Before I go, I just wanna remind everyone that no matter how tonight goes, I'm still the record shattering, arm breaking, history making, Golden Goddess. Jack, tonight you're gonna come up short just like the Red Sox did this season.
The fans boo as Callie laughs at the cheap heat..
Callie Clark: Enjoy the fall Jack.
Callie winks and walks off with Tori. Flip is the only one clapping as the scene cuts to...
We return to ringside where it's time to turn things over to the X-Division!
Mason: Samantha Hamilton makes an appearance here on PRIME, but she won't have it easy against the blue brand legend NEVAEH!
Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is an X-Division Rules Match!
Once "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the Tramps is heard, Nevaeh comes walking out from the back to a chorus of boos. But judging by the smile on her face she doesn't seem to mind. As she makes her way down the aisle, Nevaeh does her best not to let anyone touch her along the way.
Reid: Joining us first, coming to the ring at this time from Las Vegas, Nevada, this is...NEEEEAVEAHHHHHH!
After walking up on the ring apron, Nevaeh strikes a pose and give her backside a little shake before stepping between the ropes. Once inside, she mouths off to the fans and paces the ring a bit as she waits for the match to begin.
Reid: And the opponent, from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, weighing in at one hundred and sixty-five pounds, she is... SAMANTHA "THE TITANESS" HAMILTON!
'My Mother Told Me' – L.B.ONE, Datamotion ft Perly i Lotry blares over the PA system. As it does, we see the forms of The Titaness standing at the top of the ramp. The Titaness saunters down the ramp, proudly wearing her war paint and Norse outfit as she makes her way to the ring.
When she finally gets to the ropes, the Titaness will slip through the middle and top ropes, then proceed to lean against the nearest turnbuckle. While she patiently waits for the bell, she begins making a game plan in her head.
DING DING DING
Nevaeh runs at Samantha with a Spear. Samantha counters with a big boot to the face. Samantha pulls Nevaeh to her feet and snapmares her to the mat. Samantha runs off the ropes and boots. Nevaeh in the face. Samantha rolls out of the ring and reaches under the apron pulling out a baseball bat. Samantha rolls back into the ring as Nevaeh gets to her feet. Samantha thwacks Nevaeh in the ribs with the bat dropping Nevaeh to her hands and knees clutching her ribs. Samantha tosses the bat aside and lifts Nevaeh up and drives her down across Samantha’s knee in what looked like a reverse backbreaker. Samantha makes a cover.
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THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Nevaeh gets a shoulder off the mat breaking the count. Both get to their feet. Nevaeh gets a hand on the bat and she smacks it across Samantha’s lower spine. Samantha drops to the mat where Nevaeh brings the bat down over Samantha’s left knee. Nevaeh tosses the bat out of the ring as Samantha uses the ropes to drag herself to her feet, Neveah charges at Samantha blasting her with a spear. She makes a cover.
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THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Samantha rolls to her side breaking the count. Nevaeh rolls to ringside and pulls a table from under the ring. She slides it into the ring and sets it up. Nevaeh turns as Samantha grabs her around the throat lifting her into the air for a chokeslam. Nevaeh wraps an arm around Samantha’s head and brings both crashing through the table with a DDT.
Mason: Oh my god!
Livingston: The table AND the competitors might be broken!
Brooks: This one is looking like a blood bath!
Nevaeh is first to her feet. She grabs a chunk of broken table. As Samantha pulls herself to her feet, Nevaeh reaches back and swings the table chunk at Samantha knocking her back down. Nevaeh backs to the corner and charges at Samantha hitting Cast Out Of Heaven. Samantha drops to the mat. Nevaeh rolls her over and makes a cover.
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THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Samantha rolls to her side breaking the count. Nevaeh pulls Samantha to her feet but she punches at Nevaeh’s ribs. Nevaeh doubles over as Samantha grabs her hitting Atlas Shrugged. Samantha rolls Nevaeh over and makes a cover.
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THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Nevaeh rolls a shoulder off the mat breaking the count.
Mason: A big kick out right there! Both coming back from that table crash well!
Brooks: Gonna take WAY more than that to put these two down!
Livingston: They gotta think of their long term health here! Especially Nevaeh, I don't want her to miss a single episode!
Brooks: Good god.
Samantha rolls to the apron and pulls herself to the top turnbuckle. She throws herself at Nevaeh with Judgement Of The Moirae. At the last second, Nevaeh rolls to the side and Samantha crashes to the mat. Samantha gets to her feet while holding her left knee. Nevaeh grabs her driving Samantha down with a Fall From Grace. Nevaeh makes a cover.
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DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... NEVAEH!!!Mason: The ring looks like it survived a war, and NEVAEH won that war here tonight on PRIME!
Brooks: This a baseball field or the front line?
Livingston: The Titaness was this close to taking the win, but you don't come to PRIME and take down NEVAEH unless you are damn perfect in that ring. But kudos to Hamilton anyways.
Neveah rolls through the ropes and lands on her feet at ringside. She gives a small shake of her backside before stopping to clutch her ribs. She slowly heads up the ramp slapping hands with the fans as she passes.
Mason: NEVAEH has certainly collected herself a highlight reel on PRIME this year, and this is another huge win.
Livingston: My favorite part was that little booty wiggle.
Brooks: You know she could kill you with her bare hands, right?
Livingston: I wouldn't be so lucky.
The camera cuts to ...
Mason: We’re back at ringside where Prime’s very own Jordan Sharpe is standing by ringside ready for the contract signing for the X-Division Title match between the Champion, JoJo Rush and the challenger, Ruthann. Security Stands outside of the ring in lockstep.
Livingston: Our General Freakin’ Manager has to have a small freakin’ army standing by in case tensions explode between these two again.
With the crowd calming down, Jordan raises a microphone to speak.
JFS: Well hellloooooo Boston! You're probably wondering why we're having a contract signing between two other brand's superstars but hey, I can't blame them for wanting to do so on the best brand in professional wrestling! So without further adieu, let's get this going! Please welcome the challenger .. RUTHLESS! AGGRESSION!
“Centuries” by Fall Out Boy plays over the PA system, as the smoke appears as the arena is like a rock concert as she comes out but she is wearing the mask she wore in her match against The Left Hand as she slowly walk down to the ramp she look over at one of the fans give him a fist bump as she climb up the stairs. She fixes her leather jacket walks over to Jordan and gives him a hug as she play a bit to the crowd before standing in front of the chair not sitting down.
JFS: Now, give it up for The EWC X-Division Champion JOJOOOOOO! RUSH!
Giga Slayer by Aaron F. Bianchi plays loudly over the speakers and booing crowd, and the stadium lights go pitch-black. With the stage filling with smoke, JoJo approaches the stage and steps into the lone spotlight. From there, JoJo points a "Too Sweet" hand gesture like a finger gun towards the ring. JoJo "fires" the hand gesture at Ruthann. Ruthan just stares him down as her head lowers and turns her head towards the side just glaring at him closely. Rush stops in front of the security, eyeballing every single one of them before climbing into the ring. Rush unclasps the X-Division title from his waist and raises it up high to a booing Chicago crowd. Ruthann stares up at the title as she still didn’t sit down looking towards him.
Ruthann looks over at him watching him closely as she picks up the microphone and throws it at his chest as she smirks, placing her hands on the table staring a mud hole in him. She motions towards the champion he can speaks first. JoJo allows the microphone to bounce right off his chest, and it only incites the Champion to butt heads with Ruthann and shouts loud enough for a hot mic to pick up the Texan.
JoJo: YOU WANT TO JOIN YER MA?
Ruthann's hand was right on the end of the table ready to flip it to charge him when Jordan placed his hands on her as Ruthann was shaking of anger staring at him. Jordan gets in-between the two, cutting each other apart and shouting back.
JFS: Woahhh woah relax. RELAX! WE’RE GOING TO HAVE A CONTRACT SIGNING GO DOWN PEACEFULLY!
Ruthann closed her eyes as she brought the microphone to her lips. Ruthann glares over at him as she leans over just a bit as she grins.
Ruthann: You will be joining your brother after I am done with you at The Rumble.
JoJo exhales sharply through his nose, he closes his eyes and takes in a deliberate breath. His face cooled down from the bright red it was moments ago. JoJo keeps his eyes locked onto Ruth, but reaches over for a microphone so he could speak calmly.
JoJo: You got a deathwish, fine. But if you want this title match? We’re doin’ it Mah. Way.
JoJo raises the title up in front of Ruthann and shouts.
JoJo: Texas. Bull. Rope.
JoJo sits his Stetson down onto the nearby table, but rests his X-Division onto his shoulder and turns his attention back to Ruthann.
JoJo: Do you know how yer story ends, Ruthann?
Rush speaks crassly into the mic.
JoJo: It don’t end with you mournin’ over yer destroyed gym. It don’t end with you ridin’ off with this-here leather n’ gold.
JoJo slaps the front-plate twice.
JoJo: It ends when Ah want it to. You understand me?
Ruthann just grins looking at his Stetson and then look back over at him just glaring at him with a cold look.
Ruthann: You see it doesn’t matter to me how we dance with the devil but are you willing to dance with the devil alone when it comes to defending that time against me. So that means for you no one from The House..no hidden secret members…no one you pay to help you out for one night deal…and the same will go for me no one from The lone Wolves along with Buddy’s Buddies at ringside. What do you say or are you scared to face me alone?
The Blackhat chuckles condescendingly, then shakes his head.
JoJo: Ah’ll agree to that and Ah’m so certain ‘bout how this is gon’ go down? Ah’m willin’ to have this fight inside the Fight Pit. There won’t be nothin’ but you, me, n’ six feet of bull rope. Ah just hope you understand that this ain’t a dance with the Devil–
Rush tosses the title onto the table nearby, then turns to sign the paperwork, agreeing to all the stipulations mentioned above. Rush looks about the crowd of Security, then closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath. JoJo places his Stetson back onto his head and exhales. With his free hand, JoJo points a finger gun quickly toward Ruthann and “fires” it.
JoJo: This is yer execution.
JoJo drops the microphone, turns his back, and simply walks away from Ruthann. Leaving her to the sign the contract on her own to a booing crowd. Ruthann pick up RuthRRthe contract and before she sign it flip the table to the side. She walk over to Jojo and made him look at her face to face nose to nose as she got all in his face. Security quickly jumps to action and like a protective shell, the security guards divide Ruthann and JoJo from one another.
Ruthann: Boy you are not going to just walk away and do not let me say what I have to say to you. That isn’t how we are going to end this right now because I want you to look into my eyes and see right inside of my eye pupil because right inside of them you see Death coming knocking at your day. You are with the woman who is ready to take your soul to teach you a lesson. I taught Jamie Love a lesson and took a chuck of his neck. I taught Luke Wolf a lesson thinking after he believed he broke me I woke up from my coma, walked down that ramp and beat his ass in this ring in a damn hospital gown. I even hand someone retired because I took a crowbar and placed the end of the hook right inside of his leg and just tore into it while in Japan in a match against him all because he looked down at me and thought he could get away with it. You see many believe they could hold someone like me down and now you are about to get just a taste but no you are going to get DARK ANGEL and she is going to choke your ass out!
Ruthann signed the contract and handed it over to JFS as she didn’t take her eyes off him one bit. Rush watches Ruthann the entire time with apathy. With no microphone he mouths “Yer testin’ mah patience.” He pauses in between the ropes, teasing, turning right back around. But JoJo takes a look at Ruthann, gives her a scoff, and turns his back to Ruth for a final time to prepare for the Main Event. Ruthann then just start laughing out loud as he could hear her say “Ashes to Ashes dust…to dust… you going to get choke out by Ruthless Aggression…” She just kept saying louder and louder and louder to egg him on as JFS even couldn’t believe this side of her. Rush continues walking, dismissively flapping his hand to simulate jaw-jacking. Then throws up a Too Sweet before leaving the stage and entering Gorilla. Ruthann just grins as the lights go off and then when they come back JFS is alone in the ring.
Brooks: You heard it here, ladies and gentlemen! JoJo Rush and Ruthann will meet in Kansas City in a Texas Fight Pit match for the X-Division Championship!
Livingston: I know I can't wait to see that match, but there's no way JoJo will be in any shape to compete in the Rumble after this fight?
Mason: Then that'll be his choice, John!
With that, we go to ....
15 DAYS
At ringside, flags showing off the new House logo have been placed everywhere, along with streamers and balloons reading “Happy Anniversary!” Ring crew place a trampoline underneath the Green Monster, complete with a “FOR CALLIE CLARK ONLY” sign. Damon Reid reads from a piece of paper as “The Mess We’ve Made” by Sin Shake Sin hits.
Reid: Please welcome at this time, the, erm, greatest stable to ever grace the world of professional wrestling… The team way better than Shinijoshi, the group loved more than the Love Club, the gang that lives rent free in The House Hunters’ heads… Sponsored by House Dojo and Justin Case Law… Put together by the, uh, brilliant Alastor Gray…
The members of The House begin to walk down to the ring, one by one, as Reid announces them.
Reid: “Box Office” Bruce Booth! The HBO Broadcast Champion, “Money Mo” Cosmo Goldworthy! “No Nickname” Eddie Dozier! “The Next Level” Brian Knight and Mark Paulson! The X-Division Champion, “The Chosen One” JoJo Rush! “The Pitbull” Jamie Love! The Tag Team Champions, “Dynamite” Dan Funk and “Beautiful” Brodie Dawson! Accompanied by Tori Taylor, The AMC+ Broadcast Champion, “The Golden Goddess” Callie Clark! And their fearless leader, “The Prime Time Catalyst” Jack Severn!
As The House all gather in the ring, Jack Severn grabs the microphone from Reid.
Jack: HELLLLLLOOOOO FENWAY PARK, AND HAPPY ONE YEAR OF THE HOUSE!!! Now, first things first, a shoutout to a member who couldn’t make it today, my boi and yours, T-Brad, Tyler Bradford! He actually texted me a few minutes ago, telling me that he’d like to let all of you know that he’ll be late because he hasn’t bothered to check when Prime starts. Honestly, I don’t blame him, we’re like, the only people who matter here. Another person who isn’t with us today, as he’s attending to very important matters in regards to future House Dojo locations, is our illustrious benefactor, Alastor Gray! Without him, we’d still be under the thumb of that sniveling rat Dimitri Graves, and for that, I thank him! So everyone, give Alastor Gray a round of applause!
There’s a few claps and cheers, but a lot more boos.
Jack: Did I mention that he’s bought everyone here ice cream? After the show, everyone will get ice cream, courtesy of Alastor Gray! Even you, Phil!
Jack waves over to Phil Brooks, who gives a brief nod of respect back.
Jack: Whenever you wanna join The House, we’ve got an open spot for you! If you can get over your fear of cowboys, that is! Anyway, what a year it's been for The House! Let’s take a look at some of the highlights, shall we?
A video package begins to play, showing the various milestones of The House’s first year. Forming at Prime 100, Callie’s AMC+ Championship reign, War Games, Jack vs Narumi main eventing YoungBlood, Jamie Love betraying Xavier Reid and joining, JoJo Rush joining, The Heat Packers facing The Southern Express in their retirement match, Dimitri Graves getting kicked out and replaced by Alastor Gray, Next Level joining, Eddie Dozier returning and joining, Next Level and The Heat Packers going to war against each other, JoJo Rush winning the X-Division Championship from Xavier Reid, Tyler Bradford joining, The Heat Packers winning the Tag Team Championships from 3pAC, New Money joining, and finally, New Money and Jamie Love becoming the first House team to defeat Shinijoshi.
As the video package closes, Jack raises his hand into a too sweet, and the rest of The House lean in to join him.
Jack: Here’s to one year of The House, and many more to come!
JoJo Rush takes the mic.
JoJo: And that? That’s just too dang sweet!
As The House all cheer and celebrate, one person looks a little unenthused, and doesn’t join in the too sweeting.
Jack: Callie? You gonna celebrate with us?
Callie, dressed in New York Yankees stripes, much to the Boston crowd's disdain, steps up to Jack, holding a microphone of her own.
Callie: I’m no idiot, Mr. “Leader.” I saw what you said about me earlier this week. I always lose when it matters most? Well how about we kick off the second year of The House by proving who REALLY loses when it matters most. How about we prove just who should be running this operation?
Jack smirks and looks down on Callie.
Jack: Well, I saw what YOU said about me too! I haven’t failed The House, because without me, NONE of this would be possible! And especially without me, YOU wouldn’t be a champion!
Callie: You wanna prove it, then?! Then prove it right now!
Jack waves his finger.
Jack: Oh I will, but only if you REALLY want me to. You see, I made you an offer earlier this week, to take the dive off of the Green Monster, and in return, I’ll give you the Baconator Bounty money, and pay for any medical expenses you have from the dive. It seemed like a fair deal at the time, but after some consideration, it really was quite insulting, wasn’t it?
Callie nods, as if to say “yeah, a little bit.”
Jack: I know your worth, you know it as well, so how about this?
Jack takes an envelope out of his jacket.
Jack: Right here in my hand is $100k! That’s DOUBLE my initial offer! So what do you say, Callie? I even had the trampoline set up for you! You take the dive, you take the money, I take the Broadcast Championship, and you move on to bigger things. It’s a REALLY good deal! No one wants to see you get injured to kick off our second year!
Jack extends the envelope towards Callie, and she ponders this for a moment… but she shakes her head! The crowd goes wild and the match seems to be on! An insulted Jack starts spouting off at Callie, throwing his jacket and envelope aside, yelling that she’s gonna regret this.
Jack and Callie move to their respective corners, continuing their trash talk as the House members clear the ring and referee Niklaus Forbes calls for the bell. Callie kisses her title and hands it off to Tori. As soon as the bell rings, Jack and Callie move nose-to-nose.
DING DING DING
Callie: You’re never gonna be champion, you hear me?! The Broadcast Championship is MINE, forever and always!
Jack: You really wanna do this?!
Callie shoves Jack, smirking as she does.
Callie: Yeah, and I’m gonna kick your ass!
Jack playfully shoves Callie back.
Jack: Oh really?
Jack and Callie go to lock up… And Jack immediately rolls out of the ring to a chorus of boos.
Brooks: Come on! That’s some coward shit right there.
Mason: Shouldn't be too shocked from Severn, he's a mind games expert.
Livingston: He's lucky the Golden Goddess doesn't put his head on a pike with all this horseshit.
Jack grabs a microphone from ringside and slowly steps back into the ring.
Jack: Think about it, Callie! Think! I’m offering you more than you’d ever earn retaining that title! If you just take the money, you can do the jump safely, and you’ll have earned a bigger bonus than me just by losing! Hell, then you can go and get another shot at the Indy Championship because surely you’ve earned one after one whole year as champion, you can beat Gabi again, and then The House will have even more gold! I just REALLY want you to think about this one, Callie. This is the best deal you can possibly get!
Jack puts his microphone down and picks the money envelope back up. He approaches Callie slowly, holding it out. Callie stares at the envelope, then looks towards the crowd, who are vehemently chanting “no!”. She turns to Tori, taking a long look at the AMC+ Broadcast Championship, before finally nodding and accepting the envelope of money from Jack, much to the crowd’s shock and chagrin.
Callie: You have a good point! No reason why we can’t both be Golden Gods!
Jack: That’s the spirit, now let’s just- Wait, what are you doing?
Callie starts to open the envelope.
Callie: I just wanna make sure it’s all there.
Jack: No, no! It’s all there, trust me!
Callie ignores Jack and starts to walk to her corner with the money. Jack stops her and grabs hold of the envelope.
Jack: It’s all in there, Callie. No need to check it! You know what-
Jack takes the envelope from Callie and hands it off to Niklaus Forbes.
Jack: Hey dipshit, keep this safe, alright? Don’t fuck with it, it’s for my GOOD FRIEND Callie Clark after the match.
Forbes places the envelope in his pocket and Jack lets him know that he’ll be watching him. Jack turns back towards Callie, and motions for her to follow him. She shrugs and the two begin to exit the ring to start to head towards the Green Monster, but then… Callie stops and rolls back into the ring!
Jack: What the fuck are you doing?!
Callie: I need to make sure I’ve got my money! Then I’ll jump off the damn wall…
Callie takes the envelope from Forbes, and begins to open it, despite Jack’s protests as he re-enters the ring. She counts off… $10k… $20k… $30k… $40k… $50k… and then suddenly the bills turn into… Monopoly Money?! Callie looks not impressed as she tosses the Monopoly Money back at Jack, who is absolutely beside himself.
Mason: Good god! Does the sliminess of Jack Severn know no bounds?!
Livingston: I'm getting some second hand cringe here.
Brooks: Can we get the match going already?!
Jack: I PUT IT ALL IN THERE, I SWEAR! I PUT IT ALL IN THERE!
Jack throws his hands up as Callie angrily steps towards him, demanding the rest of her money, but he quickly directs his attention to the referee, blaming him for the mix-up.
Jack: FORBES, YOU MOTHERFUCKER! DID YOU TAKE HALF OF IT?! WHERE’D YOU PUT IT?!
Callie just kinda throws her arms up like “wtf” as Jack continues to try to convince her that the ref is to blame.
Callie: You took my money! Where’s my money?!
Jack again points to Forbes.
Jack: No I didn’t, he did! You can trust me, I swear I’d never do anything like this!
Callie turns her aggression to Forbes, charging right up to him and pointing her finger at him.
Callie: DID YOU TAKE MY MONEY?!
Jack: YEAH, DID YOU?!
Forbes tries to plead with the two angry House members as they accuse him of theft, but all he gets in return is a double superkick!
Mason: Are you kidding me!!!
Livingston: I don't think that's legal.
Brooks: Someone's getting fined after this one, I swear to god.
With Forbes knocked out, Jack and Callie smile and too sweet each other, all seemingly made better by unleashing their frustrations.
Jack: I promise I’ll get the money to you after the match! I promise! We just gotta head over to the wall now-
Callie: Wait!
Jack: What?
Callie: We just knocked out the referee! Who’s gonna call for the bell after I take the dive?
Jack: FUCK!
Callie: Wait wait wait, I got a solution!
Callie rolls out of the ring and walks up to Eddie Dozier, whispering something in his ear. Jack’s eyes narrow as he tries to listen in, but he backs off when Callie and Eddie roll into the ring together.
Eddie: Good news! I still got my referee license from the Invasion show!
Eddie grins as he hits Forbes with The End, and then rips his shirt off! Eddie puts on Forbes’ referee shirt, and shrugs to the audience.
Mason: Great, so now Eddie is the referee ...
Livingston: If only the match would, ya know, actually happen but I shouldn't be shocked. It is The House after all.
Brooks: This is some WCW shit here.
Callie: See? We got our ref now! Let’s go!
Jack nods and begins to follow Callie and Eddie out of the ring… But this time, HE hesitates!
Jack: Wait!
Callie: What is it?
Jack shakes his head.
Jack: I’m not stupid! You two were in Sabotage together! How do I know I can trust him as being impartial? You two will just gang up on me when we’re at the top of the wall, and then you’ll throw me off and take the money!
Callie and Eddie look offended as all hell, but their eyes don’t lie: they’ve been caught red handed.
Callie: No, of course not! We would never! Now let’s get this over with!
Callie motions for Jack to leave the ring, but he stays put, shaking his head some more.
Jack: No! I’m not leaving this ring until he proves that he’s impartial!
Callie rolls her eyes and sighs.
Callie: Okay, how do we go about that?
Jack: Let’s have an exhibition match, right here, right now! If he proves to not be taking sides, we’ll go straight to the wall, and you can take your dive!
Callie gives a “are you fucking serious” face, but Jack is already starting an “EX-HI-BIT-ION” chant with the rest of The House at ringside! She shrugs at Eddie, who confusedly signals to the timekeeper to ring the bell, as the crowd joins the chant.
Mason: Exhibition?! Hasn't it supposed to have been a match this entire time?!
Livingston: I hope Callie drops him on his head, to be honest.
Brooks: I'm gonna refill my Diet Pepsi.
DING DING DING...?
The House members at ringside feverishly stomp their feet and slam their hands against the edge of the ring as Jack and Callie cautiously circle around, sizing each other up before a lock-up! As soon as they lock-up, they begin to transition into a very elaborate, and very slow, sequence of chain wrestling, pulling at each other’s limbs as if they’re moving through water. They both sell it like they’re going through extreme pain, and Eddie looks on with wide eyes as if he’s watching the craziest shit ever. Callie reverses Jack’s headlock into another headlock, which starts a “holy shit!” chant from The House members at ringside. Jack hits Callie with the lightest taps ever, which slowly pushes Callie, still acting like she’s being hit with super stiff strikes, into the ropes. Callie “runs” the ropes and lightly taps Jack with a “clothesline,” flexing as he slowly falls to the ground, making sure not to hurt his back. Callie goes for the cover…
ONE…
TW… NO! KICK OUT!
After Jack kicks out, he sits up as Callie marches towards him like a cartoon character, and he casually trips her, allowing her to be covered.
ONE…
TW… NO! KICK OUT!
They both roll and stand up, facing each other with their fists up as The House goes nuts at ringside. They turn their fists into a too sweet, and after about 30 seconds of stomping their feet to hype the crowd up, they finally too sweet each other, to a massive pop! They shake each other’s hands, and Jack turns to the crowd, trying to get a “SPORTSMANSHIP!” chant going. However, as soon as he has his back completely turned to Callie, Callie grins and looks at Eddie. They share a nod, and Callie runs up and rolls Jack up!
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Jack immediately shouts “what the fuck?!” at Callie and Eddie, who begin to apologize profusely.
Mason: Ohh no, some dissent here ..
Livingston: DID YOU SEE THAT ROLLUP BY CALLIE?! So impressive!
Brooks: I'm back, did I miss anything?
Boos rain down on Callie, and she tries to get another “SPORTSMANSHIP!” chant going, this time offering her hand to Jack. Jack thinks real hard about shaking it, but eventually does, which causes Callie to turn to the crowd briefly to celebrate. As soon as she does, though, Jack rolls her up, using the ropes for leverage!
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! EDDIE CATCHES JACK USING THE ROPES!
Jack argues with Eddie, calling him a crooked ref, but that distraction is enough for Callie to roll him up again, this time using his tights for leverage!
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! EDDIE CATCHES CALLIE USING THE TIGHTS!
This time Callie is pissed at Eddie, asking him what the fuck he’s doing. Jack shoves Callie when he gets up, but then also shoves Eddie! Callie shoves Jack, then shoves Eddie too! This leads to both Jack and Callie yelling at Eddie and shoving him, demanding that he lets both of them cheat. Eddie shoves both of them back, telling them that he’s the ref and he makes the rules. Jack and Callie, seeing red, look to each other and nod, and then charge forward at the same time, both looking to clothesline Eddie Dozier! Eddie just grabs both of them by the hair and KNOCKS their heads together! Jack and Callie both collapse, and Eddie rolls his eyes, telling them to stop being babies and get over it. As Callie and Jack get up, they stare at Eddie in anger… And then turn to each other, getting into another shoving and screaming match!
Jack: That fucking hurt!
Callie: You were supposed to duck!
Jack: No, YOU were supposed to duck!
Callie: You wanna piece of me?!
Jack: Yeah, I’ll fucking kill you!
Callie: Then let’s settle this!
Jack: Yeah, let’s fucking settle this!
Jack and Callie both roll out of opposite sides of the ring, with Callie grabbing a steel chair, and Jack setting up a table. Callie marches over to Jack with the chair, as The House surround them.
Callie: You wanna play?!
Jack: Yeah I wanna play!
Callie: Then let’s play!
Callie promptly places the chair down in front of the table, sitting in it and propping her arm up on the table. Jack kneels down and locks his arm with her’s, and Eddie slides out to referee what now seems to have become… an arm wrestling match???
Mason: More goofiness ...
Livingston: Callie's arms are twice the size of Jacks so this should be easy.
Brooks: This Looney Tunes or pro wrestling?
Their arms seem evenly matched at first, but as soon as Callie’s arm begins to shift, she starts to use the table for leverage. Jack’s arm slowly but surely begins to go down, and Eddie looks ready to call it… But no! Jack uses his free arm to grab Callie’s and force her arm down! Jack stands up, triumphant in his exhibition arm wrestling match victory! Despite the blatant cheating, Eddie raises Jack’s arm and calls for the bell.
DING DING DING...?
As Jack turns to the crowd to celebrate his “victory,” Callie’s face burns with rage, and she grabs her chair… CHUCKING IT RIGHT INTO JACK’S HEAD AS HE TURNS AROUND! Blood immediately begins to pour down Jack’s head as she shrugs “oops” and begins pummeling Jack with ground and pound punches.
Callie: You wanna make a mockery of me?! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU! THIS IS MY HOUSE! MINE!
Callie grabs Jack by the hair and SLAMS him into the barricade, yelling “where’s my money?!” as she delivers a running high knee. Jack crumples to the ground, blood still trickling out of his head. Callie is quick to continue to capitalize, immediately locking the Excelsior! armbar on, knowing damn well that Jack can’t submit. Jack screams out in pain as Callie wrenches back, only letting go so she can grab a chair. As soon as she turns back towards Jack with the chair, he’s just barely gotten back up to his feet, and he hits a desperate superkick right into the chair, knocking into Callie’s face! Now she’s busted open too, and the chair has dropped to the ground. Jack tries to lift Callie into a powerbomb, but his arm is too injured, so he’s not able to completely lift her. Instead, he hits her with an uppercut using his non-injured arm to keep her down, and then proceeds to order any of the ringside House members to help him lift her for a powerbomb. JoJo Rush shrugs and goes over to help, but Tori Taylor quickly cuts him off, like “what the fuck?”. As Tori and JoJo argue, Jack pleads to Next Level, offering to buy them any video games they want with the $50k Baconator Bounty if they help him. They nod and help him hoist Callie up… hitting a triple powerbomb through the table that got set up earlier! Eddie cringes. Next Level put out their fists, making too sweet gestures and offering for Jack to join in.
Brian: Come on, we gotta do a pose!
Mark: Yeah, like The Shield!
Jack just rolls his eyes and lifts Callie back up by the hair, positioning her and barking at Next Level to hit her with a double superkick.
Brian: Don’t you think that’s a bit much? I mean, we just put her through a table-
Jack: FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLARS WORTH OF VIDEO GAME SHIT! DO YOU WANT IT, OR NOT?!
Mark: Sure I guess.
Next Level gear up for a double superkick… But Callie shoves Jack, and moves out of the way at the same time! Next Level end up superkicking Tori Taylor! JoJo Rush starts seeing red, and he BULL RUSHES Next Level, hitting them with lariats at the same time! The Heat Packers start to get involved, asking him what the hell is going on. They attempt to calm JoJo down, and then move towards Next Level, helping them up, but Brian and Mark just shove the Heat Packers, telling them to get a leash on their boy. The Heat Packers shove Next Level back, and that’s when all hell breaks loose!
JoJo and Jamie try to separate the two teams, but then THEY get into each other’s ways, and THEY start fighting each other, and before anyone knows it, Tori is back up and going right for Next Level. It’s an all-out House brawl at ringside as Jack, Callie, and Eddie start to make their way through the crowd. Jack and Callie toss tequila into each other’s eyes and hit each other with fans’ seats, all while Eddie recklessly hurls fans out of the way, trying to catch up to the action. One fan tries to ask Eddie for an autograph, and he just kicks the fan in the dick instead. Jack keeps trying to avoid Callie, hiding behind fans, and even hiding behind a little girl in a Gabi Vee shirt. Callie hesitates for a second, but then notices the Gabi Vee shirt, and her eyes fill with rage. She runs back… AND CANNONBALLS HERSELF RIGHT INTO THE LITTLE GIRL AND JACK SEVERN! HOLY LAWSUIT, BATMAN!
Back down at ringside, it’s pandemonium. Every House member seems to be fighting for one reason or the other. The Heat Packers are brawling with Next Level, JoJo Rush is chasing Jamie Love in and around the ring like he’s tonight’s dinner, Tori Taylor is chasing JoJo and pleading with him to calm down, and New Money are just hiding off to the side, chatting up fans and stealing their popcorn and drinks.
Mason: I am sorry, I am not normally like this. I am a professional. BUT WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!
Livingston: I have no answers, Eric.
Brooks: I believe this is one of those clusterfucks you guys always advertise.
Jamie finally gets away from the rabid JoJo Rush by legging it up the ramp and backstage, but it doesn’t last for long as JoJo follows, Tori close behind, still trying to get JoJo to not actually murder the actual pitbull. The Heat Packers and Next Level brawl into the crowd, where Callie, Jack, and Eddie are still making their way towards the Green Monster, absolutely covered in everyone’s drinks and literal garbage. New Money slide into the ring, the only House members left at ringside, and they just pose in the center, celebrating as if this somehow proves they’re the best members. Suddenly, a woozy Niklaus Forbes starts to stir in the ring, somehow having been knocked out this entire time. Cosmo and Bruce just look at each other and shrug, before kicking Forbes in the gut and hitting him with a Box Office Bomb! With nothing else left to do, Cosmo grabs a microphone.
Cosmo: You know, man, I’m so glad you’re here and not on Rampage, because I really don’t wanna throw you off a giant wall and ruin this good thing we got going.
Bruce: Well, I’d be the one throwing YOU off, of course, but yeah, I agree, you’re lucky I’m on Prime.
Cosmo: What’d you just say?
Bruce: I’d throw you off the wall, no problem.
Cosmo shakes his head, chuckling.
Cosmo: No no no, that can’t be right, man, because I’d throw YOU off first.
Bruce steps closer to Cosmo.
Bruce: You sure about that?
Cosmo steps even closer, getting deathly serious.
Cosmo: I’m disgustingly positive.
Bruce: Oh yeah?!
Cosmo: Oh yeah!
Bruce: YEAH?!
Cosmo: YEAH!
Bruce: WANNA GO TO CATERING?!
Cosmo: SURE!
And just like that, Cosmo drops the mic and the New Money duo promptly leave the ring and head to the back.
In the crowd and deep into the stands, Callie has Jack propped up against a chair, his face and arms sprawled over the seat. She yells at nearby fans to get out of their seats, and they oblige after seeing what she did to that child earlier. She steps up on the chair at one end of the row, and runs all the way to Jack, ready to hit a running curb stomp onto him! Luckily, Jack dips out of the way at the last moment, and is able to trip Callie, making her fall face first onto the seats. Jack takes this moment to attack Callie’s legs further, elbowing them and even going as far as to bite her ankle! She manages to kick him off, but it’s only a brief moment as Jack quickly rebounds into a dropkick as Callie gets up, launching her into the aisle! She grabs hold of the railing so as to not tumble down the stairs, but Jack is quick to hit Callie with a chop block to the back of the knee! Callie is downed once again, and Jack takes the opportunity to stomp down onto her knee. He starts to drag her up the stairs by the hair, but suddenly, she becomes a LOT heavier. A puzzled Jack looks down, and sees she’s grabbed the ankle of Eddie Dozier! Callie desperately clings to her former Sabotage teammate, who just yells at her to get off. Nowhere else to go, Callie BITES down on Eddie’s ankle, making him instinctively throw a punch to Jack Severn, who finally releases his grip on Callie as he falls backwards.
Mason: Now we've got some BITING!
Livingston: Haha, just like Larry the dog, eh Phil!
Brooks: Yeah. Just like Larry! Or Steel ....
Deep in the stadium, JoJo and Jamie have fought to the bar, where Jamie holds a pool cue towards JoJo, yelling at him to stay away. Tori finally catches up to JoJo, and grabs his shoulder. JoJo swings around, nearly punching Tori, but she catches his fist. He immediately starts to break down, realizing what he was gonna do.
JoJo: Ah’m so sorry, Next Level kicked you and Ah just started seeing red, and then Ah thought Jamie was tryin’ to take me out before the Rumble, and-
Tori puts her finger on JoJo’s lips.
Tori: Shh. It’s okay, big guy. Suns getting real low. I think we all just need to relax a bit.
Jamie, from across the bar, still holding his pool cue out and ready to strike, yells back.
Jamie: Easy for you to say! I finally hit a growth spurt and he starts yelling about how he’s gonna gnaw off my legs and use them as barbells!
JoJo: Ah’d never say that! Your legs don’t got enough meat for barbells!
Jamie: I’ll show you how much meat I have!
Tori: Both of you! Shut up, and drink.
Tori pours JoJo and Jamie glasses of whiskey, and slides them down to each end of the bar. The two Housemates stare at each other for a bit, and then drink at the same time.
Back in the crowd, Jack and Callie are practically crawling up the stands, with Callie attacking Jack’s arm and neck at any moment she can, and Jack brutalizing Callie’s legs. As they both just barely hang on to the aisle railing, they strike each other with backfists, but it's Callie who gains the edge with one massive spinning backfist that knocks Jack to his knees. On wobbly legs, Callie balances steps up onto the railing, just barely balancing, before she leaps backwards to hit a very messy looking Calliesault onto Jack! Bleeding and dizzy as fuck, Callie tries to high five Eddie afterwards, but completely misses as she falls face first into the steps. With both opponents effectively knocked out, Eddie just sighs and starts to drag them both up the steps, closer and closer to the top of the Green Monster.
At the bar, JoJo, Jamie, and bartender Tori seem to be having quite a lovely time, laughing and generally getting along. The good vibes are interrupted, however, by The Heat Packers and Next Level, who made it all the way over, and are now brawling into the bar. Dan Funk snaps a pool cue over Mark Paulson’s back, and Brian Knight starts to fight him with another pool cue like they’re in Star Wars or something. Brian quickly gets the advantage though, after Dan’s pool cue snaps in half. Brian starts to choke Dan with the pool cue, when BRODIE DAWSON PULLS OUT A FUCKING GLOCK AND WHIPS BRIAN IN THE FACE WITH IT! He helps Dan to his feet, who just motions to the gun.
Dan: What the fuck, dude?
Brodie casually puts his glock away and walks up to the bar with Dan.
Brodie: Room for two more?
Tori nods and pours two more drinks for The Heat Packers. They nod and clink glasses with JoJo and Jamie, and down the hatch the drinks go. Next Level sheepishly approach the bar, sitting next to The Heat Packers.
Dan: You come to fight?
Brodie nods to Tori, who pours two glasses of Mountain Dew.
Brodie: Or have you come to drink?
The Heat Packers slide the glasses down to Next Level, who sigh and accept the drinks. JoJo leans in and looks towards Brodie.
JoJo: You think you can lend me your sidearm for the Rumble?
In the crowd, Eddie has dragged Jack and Callie almost to the top of the Green Monster, where he drops them and pours some fan’s soda all over them to wake them up. They groggily slap at each other, absolutely exhausted at this point from beating the absolute crap out of each other. They both turn towards nearby fans, clinging on to them to hoist themselves up. At the same time, they shove a fan at each other, which only just makes a guy in a King Flip shirt collide with a gal in a Melody Malone shirt. Callie tries to run away from Jack, but her legs are shot at this point and she can barely stand, let alone run. She hobbles her way through the stands, throwing garbage cans in her path in an attempt to trip Jack. This pays off, as Jack is about to latch onto her hair, when he literally slips on a banana peel and falls on his ass. Callie takes this moment to throw herself at Jack as he gets up, spearing him to keep him down.
Mason: Those banana peels from Yaya Banana in our opening contest are STILL laying around Fenway!
Livingston: That's so unfortunate.
Brooks: Someone throw someone off the wall already.
Again at the bar, New Money have made their way up, sitting down with everyone else.
Bruce: Catering here kinda blows.
Cosmo: Rampage is better.
Bruce: Just wanted a Pepsi…
Cosmo: Or a muffin…
Tori looks at all The House members who have gathered in the bar, and then her eyes catch a TV showing what's going on between Callie and Jack. She suddenly slams a glass down on the table to get everyone's attention.
Tori: Alright, listen up! Tonight is the most important night of our group’s history! We started out celebrating that, but look what we’ve done! Fighting each other when we should’ve been supporting our leaders- Nay, our friends?! Drinking our sorrows away, making it look like Eddie is the only one of us who cares? Sure, we might be a bunch of fuck-ups and assholes, but we’re the most dominant group in the company, and with six of us in the Rumble, we have to keep a united front. And we HAVE to be there for whoever comes out on top of this match. AND for whoever loses. So I say we get out there and we make some noise for Jack Severn and Callie Clark!
The House all cheer and toast their drinks one final time before leaving for the Green Monster.
Speaking of, Jack and Callie are in the middle of strangling each other on the edge of said Green Monster. Callie puts her thumbs in Jack’s eyes as he fishhooks her mouth. They let go of each other and begin trading elbow strikes, struggling to stand without the help of leaning against or grabbing chairs. The House all gather around, cheering for their stablemates and giving them the energy they need to stay standing. Jack delivers a gunshot-like chop, much to Brodie Dawson’s joy, to Callie’s chest, screaming at her as she grits her teeth and takes it.
Jack: Why don’t you just fucking stay down?! You could’ve just taken the money!
Callie spits blood up at Jack and slaps him in defiance! Enraged, Jack chops Callie again, and she goes tumbling over seats and over the edge of the Green Monster! Jack thinks he’s done it, and as he and Eddie go to check to make sure Callie has actually fallen, he finds that Callie is still hanging on! She pulls on Jack’s injured arm and yanks him down to the ledge with her! Jack and Callie hang on for dear life, with one arm each as The House all look down below. Callie screams for Eddie to help her, but he reminds her that he’s gotta stay impartial.
Callie: THAT’S BULLSHIT AND WE BOTH KNOW IT!
Jack: FUCK YOU! DIE ALREADY!
Mason: Some inspiring words here from these stablemates.
Livingston: Ya got that right, Eric. And just because Eddie is impartial doesn't mean I have to be. KILL HIM CALLIE!
Brooks: I don't think anyone actually thought you were impartial, eb
Both try to pull themselves up, but with only one, weakened arm, the task proves to be basically impossible. Finally, Tori and JoJo step forward to help Callie and Jack, respectively. But… JoJo hesitates.
Jack: What are you doing?! Pull me up!
JoJo stares at Jack with a cold, blank look.
JoJo: You called me a murderer.
Jack: What? No I didn’t!
JoJo: Yes you did. Last year, before Parabellum when we faced each other. You called me a murderer, and it’s rubbed me the wrong way since.
Jack: So you’re bringing it up now?!!!
JoJo: Tell me Ah’m not a murderer.
Jack: What?!
JoJo: Tell me Ah didn’t murder my brother, and Ah’ve never murdered anyone else, and Ah’ll pull you up.
Jack: Are you serious?!
Tori gives Jack a “just do it” look, so he obliges, terrified of losing.
Jack: Fine, yeah! I’m sorry! You didn’t murder your brother! You’re not a murderer! You’re just my good cowboy friend JoJo Rush and I really need your help right now!
JoJo stares back at Jack, expression unchanging, for just a little too long, but he finally pulls Jack up. At this point, Callie has recovered, and she charges right to Jack, who in a desperation move pulls Eddie Dozier in front of him! Callie hits Eddie with the Reality Check! Our referee is once again knocked out cold! Jack takes the momentary distraction to go for The Silencer on Callie, knocking her for a loop in an instant! With one arm, Jack drags Callie to the ledge and attempts to toss her over, but she hangs on, not wanting to let go of her gold so easily!
Jack: You just don’t know when to quit, do you?!
Callie manages to smirk.
Callie: Isn’t that why you recruited me?
Jack gives a sort of “shit, you’re right” look, and then hits Callie with a barrage of knees, just 10 or so frantic knees to the skull in a row. He backs up, getting as much room as he can as he lines up a groggy Callie. He runs at her at full speed, aiming to deal the final blow. But Callie uses one of her arms to grab his leg, pull it out from under him, and she can't hold them both! Both superstars go flying off the wall and MISS the trampoline, crashing into a pile of electronics and pyro equipment just feet beside it as the crowd goes insane!
DING DING DING
Reid: Due to both competitors being thrown off the Green Monster to the ground below, this match has been declared by the referee to be … A DRAW! THEREFORE! STILL YOUR AMC BROADCAST CHAMPION... CALLIE CLARK!
Down below, medical staff both tend to Callie Clark and Jack Severn who are in a crumpled mess.
Mason: All of those shenanigans ... all of that nonsense ... and we didn't even get a winner ...
Livingston: THE GOLDEN GODDESS REIGNS SUPREME!
Brooks: ALL OF THAT FOR A FUCKING DRAW? I HATE THIS PLACE!
Back up on the top of the Green Monster, Tyler Bradford finally arrives, wearing sunglasses and sipping on a coffee. He takes in all the carnage around him.
Tyler: So… What did I miss?
As Callie and Jack lay at the bottom of the Green Monster in a broken pile of tables and other equipment, the fans are going insane inside Fenway Park while Tori and Next Level check on her. The EXT lights up and we see our Prime General Manager Jordan Sharpe, smiling.
JFS: Callie?? Can you hear me?? Wake up sleepy head? Hellooooo. I really hope you can hear this. What an 'unbelievable' main event. Unconventional might be a better word. Anyways. What a championship reign! You made that title your own over the past year. And as much as it, trust me on this, pains me to say so…. I think you've earned something. So I hope you're back to 100 percent very soon because it WILL be Callie Clark Vs Gabi Vee at the EWC Rumble! For the Indy Championship!!
The crowd roars as JFS laughs.
JFS: Enjoy the opportunity! Oh…… I should probably mention. If you agree to this match, that little lawsuit of yours has to go bye bye. Think about it. Let me know.
The screen goes dark.
Callie is slowly sitting up with the help of her Tori, but she’s out of it clearly.
Mason: Are you serious?! Callie Clark gets an Indy Title shot at Rumble!!
Brooks: Big news here boys!
Livingston: INDY DOUBLE GOLDEN GODDESS ON THE WAY. DON'T EVEN WORRY ABOUT IT!
Mason: There you have it ladies and gentlemen after an incredible night of action here at Fenway Park! Callie Clark will challenge Gabi Vee for her Indy Championship at EWC Rumble in just a couple weeks! For everyone here at PRIME including my broadcast partners Phil Brooks and John Livingston, we wish you goodnight and we will see YOU at the RUMBLE!
We see both Jack and Callie being helped away as Callie has her Broadcast Championship on her shoulder as we fade to black ...
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SEGMENT WRITERS
RMK
Joseph Solomon
Narumi Tsutsumi
The House
JoJo Rush/Ruthann
King Flip/Callie Clark
Cosmo Goldworthy
JFS/Callie Clark
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RECAP OF WINNERS
FAITHFUL CHANCE BYOBB
RMK Vs Bruce Booth Vs Marquis Hathaway
WINNER(S): RMK & Bruce Booth
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SINGLES CONTEST
Otaki Vs Terry Kilgore
WINNER(S): Otaki
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TAG-TEAM THREEWAY DANCE
Young Justice Vs Property Brothers Vs Bloody Sureiyazu
WINNER(S): Bloody Sureiyazu
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SINGLES CONTEST
Gabi Vee Vs Joseph Solomon
WINNER(S): Gabi Vee
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X-DIVISION MATCH
NEVAEH Vs Samantha Hamilton
WINNER(S): NEVAEH
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AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
GREEN MONSTER PLUNGE
Jack Severn Vs Callie Clark (C)
WINNER(S): DRAW
STILL AMC Broadcast Champion - Callie Clark
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Jack Severn Vs Callie Clark
Gabi Vee
Bruce Booth (50K)
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