Post by PRIME on Oct 15, 2023 18:38:38 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #113
OCTOBER 15TH 2023
"Throwback PRIME"
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from Maple Leaf Gardens in Toronto, Ontario
PRIME
EPISODE #113
OCTOBER 15TH 2023
"Throwback PRIME"
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from Maple Leaf Gardens in Toronto, Ontario
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, Jack Severn, Aeon Khronos, Otaki, Marquis Hathaway, Joseph Solomon, RMK, NEVAEH, Scorpio, Gabi Vee Narumi Tsutsumi, EWC Tag-Team Champions The Heat Packers, And The Indy & Showtime Broadcast Double Champion Callie Clark 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 ..
CAN I HONK STITCHES' NOSE?
NEVAEH! I'M A GHOST, SMASH ME!
GET EMMA LOUISE A FIELD SOBRIETY TEST
WHOS GOT MORE MONEY M$J OR COSMO?
NARUMI PRIME MINISTER 4LYFE
BRUCE KEEPS IT LOCKED UP IN THE HOUSE
The camera centers on ringside at Maple Leaf Gardens 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! Welcome to Throwback PRIME! Toronto is on fire here tonight and we're ready to get down to all the action, what a heck of a card! As per usual we are joined by my colleague John Livingston to call all the action!
Mason: Of course we're gonna start things off here tonight with some amazing singles action, as former PRIME superstar takes on a PRIME veteran as Stitches returns to the blue brand to face off with Aeon Khronos!
Livingston: After that, we've got Marcus St John making a stop here on the indies as he takes on our very own Headhuntress Aiya and it's gonna be X-Division rules, Eric! Can't wait for that one, buddy.
Mason: We'll follow that up with a HUGE gauntlet match, NEVAEH takes on a whole load of intruders as we've got the returning superstars of Richard Garcia, Emma Louise and Frankie Romono! Not only that but we've got Dio and Jamie Love, more former PRIME stars, coming over from other brands for this big six person gaunlet match. And Nev is gonna start us off! Then we'll see our PRIME Minister Narumi Tsutsumi in action, defending the PRIME Minister necklace against Harper Mason and I'm sure she'll have a lot on her mind John after what transpired on Rampage with Saidie Sharpe betraying her!
Livingston: That's true, Eric. If that wasn't enough for you we've got one of Scorpio's final matches here in EWC as he takes on the young upstart Cosmo Goldworthy in a great singles contest and we're gonna end things off tonight with a huge main event. It's been over a year, nobody could take the Broadcast Title off our beautiful golden goddess Callie Clark so she had to go and win the Indy Championship so someone else could have a turn! Bruce Booth and RMK go one on one tonight for the right to be handed that belt by Callie!
Mason: I don't like this John, you can't be this biased! C'mon!
Livingston: I SPEAK THE TRUTH, ERIC! ROLL THE COMMERCIAL!
Mason: Sigh .... We'll be right back, right after this! John ...
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The lights slowly go dark at ringside and on the stage as the crowd murmurs.
Mason: What's going on here now?
Livingston: Sharpe forgot to pay the light bill again obviously.
A single spotlight appears on the stage for a moment, hovering there before out walks Saidie Sharpe, wearing a black turtleneck, black jeans and black boots as the crowd immediately begin booing her.
Mason: Well these Toronto fans would usually be very happy to see Saidie Sharpe however after her puzzling actions on Rampage superkicking Narumi Tsutsumi after their tag-team win, the reaction is not so great to say the least.
Livingston: Smartest decision she ever made, Eric!
Saidie heads down the ramp as the spotlight follows her, making her way to ringside. She grabs a steel chair and a mic, and steps through the ropes as the boos are thunderous from the small arena. She does not react, simply setting up the chair and taking a seat as the spotlight shines on her in the middle of the ring. She closes her eyes as the fans continue booing her for moments before she opens them, and looks directly into the camera, putting the microphone to her lips.
Saidie: She got what she deserved.
She continues to not react to the crowd as she keeps her eyes locked on the camera for a moment and then stands, sliding the chair out of the ring and stepping back through the ropes, heading up the ramp.
Mason: That explained absolutely nothing!
Livingston: She doesn't owe you anything, Eric!
Mason: What's going on here now?
Livingston: Sharpe forgot to pay the light bill again obviously.
A single spotlight appears on the stage for a moment, hovering there before out walks Saidie Sharpe, wearing a black turtleneck, black jeans and black boots as the crowd immediately begin booing her.
Mason: Well these Toronto fans would usually be very happy to see Saidie Sharpe however after her puzzling actions on Rampage superkicking Narumi Tsutsumi after their tag-team win, the reaction is not so great to say the least.
Livingston: Smartest decision she ever made, Eric!
Saidie heads down the ramp as the spotlight follows her, making her way to ringside. She grabs a steel chair and a mic, and steps through the ropes as the boos are thunderous from the small arena. She does not react, simply setting up the chair and taking a seat as the spotlight shines on her in the middle of the ring. She closes her eyes as the fans continue booing her for moments before she opens them, and looks directly into the camera, putting the microphone to her lips.
Saidie: She got what she deserved.
She continues to not react to the crowd as she keeps her eyes locked on the camera for a moment and then stands, sliding the chair out of the ring and stepping back through the ropes, heading up the ramp.
Mason: That explained absolutely nothing!
Livingston: She doesn't owe you anything, Eric!
We return to ringside where it's time to get things underway in our first contest!
Mason: Well that certainly didn't give us any answers, but this certainly gives us the action! A little THROWBACK action to start us off, it's Aeon Khronos and Stitches!
Just then 'One Missed Call (2008) Theme' plays as the lights go dark. As the beat in the music drops Stitches appears from behind the curtain. Stitches methodically makes his way down the entrance ramp with no care for the audience.
Reid: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring first, from the Carnival of Shattered Dreams, weighing in at 260 pounds ... STITCHES!
As Stitches approaches the nearby steel stairs, he climbs up onto the apron and begins walking the edge of the apron like a tight rope before reaching the nearby ring post. Stitches climbs up onto the second rope and throws his arms out wide. Just as Stitches enters the ring and sits down in the corner of the ring, the chiming of clocks and gears fills the arena as the crowd begins booing the arrival of Aeon Khronos, she pays them no mind as the beat kicks in on "Time" by Pink Floyd.
Reid: And his opponent, from the Edge of Time itself, weighing in at 114 pounds ... AEON KHRONOS!
She approaches the ring with a smirk on her face, enjoying what she's about to do as she slides into the ring and prepares herself for the match.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell is heard, Stitches is just starting to come out of the corner when Aeon tries to take him down first with a clothesline, but he ducks underneath. Before she can turn back around, Stitches grabs her by the hair and yanks her over his knee for a backbreaker. From there, he continues to punish Aeon with a series of moves as boos rain down upon the former Indy Champion. Following a Wheelbarrow Suplex, Aeon is laying on the mat when Stitches gets a hold of her and locks her in the Prismatic Shard, his version of the Prism Trap. It takes a little time but Aeon eventually claws her way to the ropes. ONE
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TWO
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THREE
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FOUR
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Stitches uses the counter for all it’s worth before breaking the hold.
When he tries to approach Aeon again, she grabs a hold of him and sends Stitches through the ropes, crashing to the outside. This gives her a much needed chance to regroup. When Stitches returns to his feet, Aeon runs in with a baseball slide, sending him flying back into the barricade. She quickly tosses him back in the ring.
Mason: Aeon is on the ATTACK tonight, John! Not leaving an inch for Stitches!
Livingston: Yeah, you're right on that one! No clownin' around!
Mason: That was just too easy.
Now it’s Aeon’s turn to show the clown what she’s all about on offense. Stitches is staggering on his feet when Aeon comes from behind and takes him over with a German Suplex. She continues her assault with a DDT that has the clown’s head bouncing off the mat. Stitches is looking pretty dazed as Aeon rolls him up in the Alligator Clutch.
ONE
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TWO
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TH-...KICKOUT!
Aeon isn’t the least bit happy seeing Stitches escape the Paradox. She slaps the mat in frustration. As she goes to help him off the mat a moment later, he drops down with a jawbreaker. When Aeon stumbles back holding her face, Stitches takes her down with a running neckbreaker. The moment she’s down, Stitches makes a cover.
ONE
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TWO
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THR-...KICKOUT!
Stitches looks momentarily surprised but isn’t about to give an inch. He’s lying in wait as soon as Aeon begins to stir. Once she stumbles to her feet, he runs in and puts her back to the mat with his Beautiful Disasterpiece Bicycle Kick. Once she’s laid out, Stitches soaks in the boos while posing over her body.
Mason: Nice to see that over the years here on PRIME the reaction from the crowd has not changed at all for Stitches.
Livingston: He's as beloved now as he was back in the day, Eric. Haha.
When he finally turns to pick her from the mat, she pulls him down into a small package.
ONE
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TWO
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THRE-...KICKOUT!
When they come scrambling back up to their feet, an angered Stitches has had enough and kicks Aeon in the midsection only to plant her face first into the mat with his Sound of Silence Future-Shock DDT.
ONE
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TWO
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THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner via pinfall ... STIIIIITCHHHESSSSSSSS!!!
As the “One Missed Call (2008) Theme plays out again, Stitches has his arm raised as he stands over the completely motionless Aeon Khronos.
Mason: Aeon gave Stitches one hell of a match here tonight, but the former Undisputed Champ was too much in the end.
Livingston: Look, I'll give props when it's due. But ... OHH MY GOD LOOK ERIC.
All of a sudden, his music is cut as Nevaeh appears at the top of the ramp holding Heaven’s Helper and a microphone.
Mason: NEVAEH is here, what could she want with her former tag-team partner?!
Livingston: I wish she would want something with me.....
While giving her his attention, Stitches waits to hear what Nev has to say as she raises the mic up to speak.
Nevaeh: Sorry for the interruption. Didn’t mean to ruin the celebration. I just couldn’t help but come and find out what brings you back. I mean, you’ve been gone for so long and now you’re here. It’s because you missed me, right? That totally has to be it!
Both of them knew that wasn’t the case as they each smirk in the other’s direction.
Nevaeh: On second thought, it doesn’t really matter why you’re here. I’m glad you decided to drop by so I can challenge you to a match…at Prime’s season finale. Ya know, it’s the thing we do! Last year just didn’t feel quite right without it. I’m ALMOST glad I didn’t beat Dalilah because it’s fitting I finally end the curse against YOU!
Nev points in the ring at him as she continues.
Nevaeh: Of course, if we’re doing this it HAS to be done right. Which is why I talked to Jordan Sharpe. While most people will be headed to the Arthur Ashe Stadium, should you accept we will be going to the Manhattan Center. The arena will be empty. Just us tearing the place down and each other as we see fit!
Even the crowd liked this idea. Probably because they figured the two of them would destroy one another.
Nevaeh: Sounds like fun, doesn’t it? I’ll even let you pick the stipulation. You can think on it for a little while. Now if you excuse me, I need to head backstage and get ready to handle some ghosts. But I’ll be waiting to hear your answer at the next Monday Night Brawl!
Mason: NEVAEH Vs Stitches at the PRIME Season Finale?!
Livingston: Empty Arena Match! Now that's interesting, Eric. The Throwbacks keep coming don't they?!
As “Gasoline” by Porcelain and the Tramps plays out, Nev turns and heads backstage, leaving Stitches to contemplate things as we go to a commercial break.
We return to ringside where it's time to switch things over to the X-Division
Mason: Marcus St. John has returned to the EWC, but here on PRIME he's got his hands full with 'Headhuntress' Aiya in the X-Division! Let's get things underway!
Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is to be contested under X-Division Rules! Joining us first, coming to the ring from Kyoto, Japan, weighing in at 137 pounds, she is one of the Shinijoshi... ”HEADHUNTRESS” AIYA!
As “Dark Seeks Light” by Yui Ninomiya plays over the PA system, a fog appears near the curtains. As it slowly fades away, we see the form of “Headhuntress” Aiya standing at the top of the ramp. She saunters down, entering the ring through the middle and top ropes. Aiya then leans against the ring, already looking as if she’s making a game plan in her head whilst waiting for her opponent to enter the ring.
Reid: And the opponent, coming to the ring at 6'1" and weighing 220 lbs, it's The Young Mogul... MARCU$ $T JOHN!
"Money" blasts through the arena by The Game. M$J slowly walks out onto the entrance ramp with a Money Gun and soaks in the cheers. He pumps up the crowd more before posing on the center of the entrance ramp. He walks down to the ring shooting the gun which splashes out $100 dollar bills as the fans go crazy with a huge smile on his face.
He stops right before he gets to the ring and listens as he hears cheers that he is getting from the crowd. He walks around the ring shooting more money out. He jumps up on the apron and wipes his feet before he enters the ring and poses in the middle of the squared circle as a light shines a hundred dollar bill in the center of the ring with his face on it.
Pyro hits as "Money" by The Game ends.
DING DING DING
Aiya slaps Marcu$ hard across the face. She then leapfrogs over Marcu$ and runs off the ropes hitting Marcu$ with a spear. He gets to his feet but Aiya cracks him with a forearm to the jaw and a series of kicks that back him into the corner. Aiya kicks off the ropes and spins cracking Marcu$ in the jaw with her left heel spinning him around. Aiya grabs Marcu$ for a waistlock but he takes Aiya to the mat with a headlock takedown. Aiya quickly manages to get back to her feet and pushes Marcu$ off the ropes. She ducks as he runs back. Aiya then attempts a leapfrog but Marcu$ catches her in mid air hitting an inverted atomic drop and a clothesline that drops Aiya to the mat. Marcu$ lifts Aiya to her feet. He lifts her for a brainbuster but Aiya slips out of his grasp and pushes Marcu$ off the ropes and tries to roll him for an O’Connor roll. Marcu$ grabs the ropes sending Aiya rolling back. She charges Marcu$ but runs into a superkick. Marcu$ hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Aiya gets a shoulder up off the mat to break the count. Marcu$ lifts Aiya off the ropes but she drives him back with an elbow to the gut. Aiya runs at Marcu$ and jumps for a cross body that sends both over the top rope and tumbling to the outside. Aiya gets to her feet and runs at Marcu$ who backdrops her onto the commentary table. She rolls to the floor where Marcu$ drops an elbow to her lower spine. Marcu$ reaches under the ring and pulls out... a chainsaw! He turns to Aiya but she smacks it with a chair knocking it out of his hands. Aiya grabs the chainsaw and smacks Marcu$ on the side of head with it and he drops to the mat. She rolls him back into the ring. She climbs to the top turnbuckle and drops down with a red arrow. She hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Marcu$ pushes his way free to break the count.
Mason: How is he still moving?
Livingston: You expect me to know, Eric?!
Aiya rolls from the ring and reaches under the ring. She pulls out a staple gun and a fire extinguisher wrapped in barbed wire. She rolls them and herself into the ring. She smacks Marcu$ in the face with the extinguisher and presses the wire against his face tearing at skin. Aiya pulls Marcu$ to his feet and smacks him across the back with the fire extinguisher. He drops to the mat as Aiya climbs the turnbuckles. She leaps and crashes down on Marcu$ with Fubar. She hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Marcu$ rolls to his side breaking the count. Aiya argues with the referee about the count while Marcu$ grabs the stapler. He smacks Aiya on the side of the head with it. Aiya staggers and drops to one knee. Marcu$ runs and jumps hitting a Money Stomp 2.0 that drives her down onto the fire extinguisher. He makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Aiya smacks him in the side with the extinguisher breaking the count.
Mason: That could have been it on that one, John!
Livingston: But it wasn't, was it?!
Both get to their feet. Aiya lashes out with the fire extinguisher but Marcu$ ducks and fires a staple into Aiya’s gut. In pain, she smacks Marcu$ with the extinguisher knocking him to the mat. Aiya fires at Marcu$ with an SOS. Marcu$ ducks and Aiya floats over crashing to the mat. Marcu$ drags Aiya to her feet positioning her for a Bounced Check. Aiya counters with a back drop. She spins on the balls of her feet and smacks Marcu$ with an OTK. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: Here is your winner, by pinfall, 'HEADHUNTRESS' AIYA! Mason: There is blood everywhere, John! These two destroyed each other!
Livingston: Both superstars gave it everything they had here, holy hell. Aiya ends up defending PRIME's honour by beating St. John. Impressive, I'll admit.
Aiya and Marcus have both started to get to their feet, Aiya slumped against the ropes as Marcus leans against the turnbuckle. They both give each other a nod of respect, as Aiya rolls through the ropes and saunters up the ramp slapping hands with the fans.
Livingston: That was one hell of a match, I love violence Eric, have I ever told you that?
Mason: Unfortunately. Headhuntress Aiya gets the big win and gets her singles record back on track here on PRIME!
The camera cuts to ...
Joe Danes walks into a dark room where a dejected Narumi Tsutsumi is shown covering her face and shaking her head in silence.
Danes: Narumi, there you are! Earlier tonight Saidie Sharpe said you deserved what happened on Rampage.
Narumi rubs her head in frustration.
Narumi: I don't get it. Why is she doing this to us?
Danes: Well, Saidie is young and impressionable, perhaps a known volatile, and The House, among others have been making a stink about Saidie's station in Shinijoshi. Could it have gotten to her?
Narumi takes her hands down to look at Danes with a dumbfounded look that this talk is being repeated to her. Clearly, Narumi has had enough.
Narumi: Does anyone actually think the House cares about anything other than dividing us? Where was their concern for Saidie before we let her be with us? When I got us to invite Saidie to hang out with us last season, she was so happy over it. Saidie was always moping around about things before, and no offense it wasn't Gabi who tried the best to help her, and full offense it sure as hell wasn't Sally. They could have been a trio but didn't. But I gave her sisters. People to travel and train with. I even joined the trio's tournament to give her something to do. DOES EVERYONE FORGET ALL THIS?!
Joe Danes is taken aback by the Onihime raising her voice and doesn't respond. Narumi then looks up at him and realizes she's lost her composure.
Narumi: Spooktober is supposed to be fun, semi-harmless, thrills for me. She knows that! This isn't fun. But I still have a job to do with the Prime Minister Necklace for the fans. If Saidie wants to be a jerk maybe I'll have to go out there and show her how truly scary I can be if she wants it to go this way, but hopefully it makes her change her mind. Young Justice don't know any better with what they tried to do to Aiya on Rampage, so just imagine what I'd have in store for someone like Saidie who does know. Tonight, I do something never before seen.
Narumi storms out of her locker room as the show continues.
GHOSTS OF PRIMES PAST GAUNTLET MATCH
NEVAEH Vs Richard Garcia Vs
Frankie Romono Vs Jamie Love Vs
Dio Vs Emma Louise
Match Writer: Cosmo Goldworthy
Mason: In many ways, PRIME wouldn’t be what it is without the inclusion of many of these competitors on this show! It is a six person gauntlet, and only ONE can leave standing tall! It’s time to find out who it’ll be!
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: The following match is the Ghosts Of Prime’s Past Gauntlet Match! 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 her opponent, from Takayama, Japan, weighing in at 165 pounds ... JAMIE LOVE!
The arena plunges into darkness as a haunting piano melody can be heard over the sound system. As the beat starts at 11 seconds a spotlight shines on Sara Rische playing an expensive Grand Piano to the left of the stage. She plays for 10 seconds when a second spotlight shines on Jamie Love as he enters the arena to a chorus of boos as his body guard John Bishop stands behind him. He walks down the aisle with JB following closely behind him, glancing out at the live audience, smirking at the with disdain in the shadows of the House hoodie he has on. As he climbs into the ring Sara makes her way down to ringside. He hands Sara his hoodie and stretches in the corner as (he waits for his opponent/his opponent stares at him with an irritated look in their eyes.
DING DING DING
Nevaeh wastes no time, charging in at the (now) taller Jamie Love, throwing a plethora of strikes at him in the corner. Jamie shoves Nevaeh off, swinging a clothesline - but Nevaeh ducks and stuns him with a spinning backfist! Jamie is still standing, so Nevaeh hits off the ropes and floors him with a dropkick! Jamie rolls to his feet, and Nevaeh takes the wrist for an irish whip, but Jamie swats her hand away and knees her right in the ribs. Jamie snaps the head of Nevaeh, swinging her down for a big DDT! He rolls her over, for the first cover of the match!
ONE–NEVAEH KICKS OUT!
Jamie quickly yanks Nevaeh up, well aware of the gauntlet aspect. He’s gotta rush for a finish here, and he gets a bit overzealous, attempting for that cross armbreaker. But Nevaeh rolls with it, clinching her hands together to avoid the hyperextension of her arm! Jamie tries to pull back, but Nevaeh presses his shoulders to the mat, and Jamie wisely breaks free of the hold before the referee can count.. And as he rises to his feet, CAST OUT OF HEAVEN! The kick meets the jaw of Jamie! Nevaeh makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
JAMIE KICKS OUT!
Nevaeh runs her hands through her hair, a bit agitated as she was surely hoping that would’ve been it. Jamie crawls to the ropes, trying to pull himself up. Nevaeh pulls Jamie to the center, but Jamie swings behind her and yanks her down with a neckbreaker! Nevaeh holds at her neck, wincing in pain. Jamie rises up, pulling Nevaeh up again. He clubs the back of her head, nodding. He clubs the back of her head again! He swings behind, looking for The Love Attachment, but Neaveh pulls onto his wrists and catapults him over her shoulder! Nevaeh charges right into into Jamie, who trips her onto her stomach! Jamie nods, looking for that Camel Clutch– but Nevaeh rolls forward again! Jamie rolls onto his back, arms still wrapped around Nevaeh, but she pushes back and forces his shoulders onto the mat!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
JAMIE LOVE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Livingston: We're gonna be seeing her all night, Eric, and that's no problem with me!
Reid: Introducing next, from Seattle Washington, weighing in at 205 pounds..DIO!
The lights dim down, and a voice comes over the PA system.
”I am your Crux.”
The phrase kicks off the sounds of “Change (in the house of flies)” by the Deftones as Dio emerges from the curtain and stands atop the stage. He surveys the crowd, tugging at the collar of his leather jacket before heading down toward the ring.
Dio enters the ring, cracking his knuckles - as the history between these two is well documented. He wastes no time, charging in - and they engage in a brawl! Dio push kicks Nevaeh to the ropes, and drills her with a discus elbow smash! Dio quickly covers Nevaeh!
ONE!
TWO–Nevaeh kicks out!
Nevaeh rolls over, and Dio grabs her up. Nevaeh rakes the eyes of Dio though, forcing him back. She bounces off the ropes, and ducks past Dio for a single handed bulldog! Dio bounces up off the impact, and Nevaeh rolls to her feet for a clothesline, but Dio swings under and takes the waist, looking for a german suplex! Nevaeh counters it though, with a victory roll - and then holds the ankle, looking to twist into a figure four leglock, but Dio kicks her to the ropes! Dio rolls to his feet and as Nevaeh bounces back to him, Dio HOISTS NEVAEH UP HIGH FOR A THUNDEROUS URANAGE SLAM!
The impact leads to an audible gasp from the crowd, as Nevaeh’s head bounces hard off the mat. Dio crawls over to her, dragging her to the center. He tries another cover!
ONE!
TWO!-- NEVAEH KICKS OUT!
Dio slaps the mat, getting frustrated. He rises, pulling Nevaeh up.. But Nevaeh yanks him down with an inside cradle!
ONE!
TWO!
DIO KICKS OUT
Both rise, and Nevaeh swings, and Dio catches her with a palm strike! Then a slap! Then a punch! And another one! Nevaeh is rocked, and Dio takes her head into a muay thai clinch, and follows up with a VICIOUS KNEE to the jaw! Somehow Nevaeh isn’t knocked out, and Dio pulls guard, yanking her into a TRIANGLE CHOKE! Nevaeh screams out in pain, reaching out! She can’t get to the ropes, because they’re in the center of the ring! Dio tightens the grip of his legs, as he’s trying his absolute hardest to squeeze the life out of Nevaeh! Nevaeh grabs onto Dio’s tights though – and she rolls forward, into a PINFALL!
ONE!
TWO!
TH– THE REFEREE NOTICES THE TIGHTS!
The pin and triangle choke are forced off by the referee, as she reprimands Nevaeh for grabbing the tights. Nevaeh tries to justify it, as she angrily rises back up.. AND DIO GRABS HER, HOOKING THE ARMS! TRANQUILITY! THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT SPIKES NEVAEH IN TO THE MAT! DIO SCRAMBLES TO ANOTHER COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THR–NEVAEH KICKS OUT!
AGAIN! Another kick out from Nevaeh! Dio is looking around, and he genuinely can’t believe her fight! He rises up, calling for the end here. He grabs Nevaeh and jams her head into his thighs, looking to package her for the Laertius Effect, but Nevaeh brings her feet back to the ground and RAMS Dio back first into the turnbuckles! Dio winces, as the back of his head meets the steel post as well. He stumbles out the corner off the impact, and Nevaeh doubles him over, pulling him down for the FALL FROM GRACE! RIGHT ON THE BACK OF THE HEAD! AGAIN!
Dio flops onto the mat like a fish out of water, and he’s barely showing any signs of life as Nevaeh quickly hooks the legs for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DIO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Livingston: Ding dong, Dio! You're done! Keep 'em comin'!
Reid: Introducing next, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 220 pounds... FRANKIE ROMONO!
Frankie Romono and TayTay head down to the ring, and Frankie has a big smirk on his face as he stares at the wounded Nevaeh. Nevaeh is gasping for air after that battle with Dio, and Frankie slides in to finish the job!
Nevaeh uses the ropes to rise.. And Frankie points at her, CHARGING RIGHT INTO THAT TRADEMARK HIGH KNEE!
NEVAEH MOVES! SCHOOLBOY ROLLUP!
ONE!
TWO!
FRANKIE KICKS OUT! NEVAEH CHARGES INTO THE CAST OUT OF HEAVEN!
NO! FRANKIE CATCHES HER IN MID AIR! AND HE DROPS HER RIGHT INTO A BACKBREAKER! Frankie holds onto Nevaeh, flipping her on her feet, and he takes the head.. AND LIFTS HER INTO A BRAINBUSTER! Frankie makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR–NEVAEH KICKS OUT!
Frankie slaps the mat, frustrated. He kneels down and starts throwing HEAVY punches to the head of Nevaeh. Nevaeh tries her hardest to block it, but his hands make it through her block too! Frankie pulls Nevaeh up and irish whips her to the ropes.. And he drops her with a discus lariat! Frankie marches around the ring, smirking. Nevaeh rolls over, reaching desperately for the ropes.
Frankie pulls Nevaeh up, and scoops her up onto his shoulders.. SICILLIAN DROP! Frankie’s body crashes right onto the ribs of Nevaeh, and she cries out in pain! Frankie hears Nevaeh’s cries as a sound of approval and makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR–NEVAEH KICKS OUT!
Frankie is about to lose his fucking mind! He runs his hands over his bald head, and he stares down at Nevaeh, calling her up! Nevaeh pulls onto the ropes, dazed.. Frankie charges into another knee, but Nevaeh ducks! She turns Frankie and SLAPS THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! Frankie holds his head, shrieking in pain at the thought of someone doing that! And then she dropkicks Frankie in that bad knee! Frankie stumbles up, holding at his knee, and Nevaeh starts throwing fast paced kicks at the knee! Frankie tries to check them, but he’s in far too much pain to do it!
He wobbles backwards, throwing a desperation punch - but Nevaeh blocks it.. THEN POKES HIM IN THE EYE! Frankie holds his eyes, falling to the ropes! Nevaeh waits for Frankie to rise, but his wife, TayTay, is yelling at Nevaeh and the referee, to better check what’s going on! The referee didn’t see the eye poke and she tries to defend that, but Nevaeh pushes the referee aside and CLOCKS TayTay off the apron! She goes down, and when Frankie notices that.. He turns red!
Frankie GRABS the hair of Nevaeh with authority, and starts raining down punches! Nevaeh tries her hardest to break free, and Frankie scoops her up for what could be his NASTIEST Air Raid Crash ever, but Nevaeh slips free and CHOP BLOCKS THAT BAD KNEE! Frankie hits the mat, falling to his stomach, and Nevaeh locks in the Devil’s Grip!
It’s in tight - and Frankie’s arms are being PULLED back! Frankie bangs his head on the mat, and Nevaeh, for added leverage, puts ALL of her body weight on the bad knee! Frankie cries out in pain as three of his limbs are being worked on, and he has no choice but to tap out!
FRANKIE ROMONO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Livingston: She's the OG around here Eric, and on Throwback Night, the OG is getting shit DONE.
Nevaeh lies on her back, gasping for air. The fans weren’t with her at the start, and admittedly they still don’t like her very much.. But they’re giving her a lot of respect for this gritty effort!
Frankie helps his wife to the back, as he stares darts at Nevaeh in the ring..
Reid: Introducing next, from Melbourne, Australia, weighing in at 213 pounds..RICHARD GARCIA!
'Live To Win' by Paul Stanley hits as the crowd get to their feet to await the man that is about to enter through the entrance curtains. Smoke billows through the entrance curtain and out onto the stage. The lights are dim and with every guitar riff during the first verse the lights flash in unison.
As soon as the song kicks in Richard Garcia bursts through the entrance curtains to an uproar from the crowd. The lights continue to flash in unison with the guitar riffs. Richard Garcia screams to the heavens above with excitement and then makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans as he passes by.
Garcia slides in, allowing Nevaeh the chance to get up.. But she just sneers at the sight of him
Garcia shrugs, and Nevaeh snaps with a clothesline! Garcia ducks it with ease and hits a thrust kick to the ribs of Nevaeh! She doubles over, and Garcia toe kicks her in the jaw! Nevaeh wobbles, and Garcia hoists her for a T-Bone Suplex, but Nevaeh lands and pulls on the hair of Garcia! Garcia yelps, and Nevaeh knees him in the back! She takes the waist, bringing him to the ropes for an O’Connor Roll, but Garcia holds on!
Nevaeh rolls backwards, and Garcia flies into a forearm! Nevaeh slowly rises up to her feet, and Garcia ducks under and SLAMS her with a dragon suplex! He bridges it!
ONE!
TWO!
NEVAEH KICKS OUT!
Garcia holds onto Nevaeh though, rolling through! He looks for a german suplex, but Nevaeh starts elbowing him! She fires off a multitude of elbows! Garcia lets go of Nevaeh, shoving her to the ropes.. And he follows with a clothesline - but Nevaeh pulls the ropes! Garcia lands on the apron, though. He runs up top, looking for a missile dropkick! But Nevaeh sidesteps it just in time! Garcia yelps out in pain as his back meets the canvas, and he rolls over, trying to fight through it. Nevaeh gets him with two body punches.
She bounces off with a spinning backfist! It turns Garcia, as he holds at his jaw.. And Nevaeh grabs him, using ALL she’s got for a GERMAN SUPLEX! WITH THE BRIDGE!
ONE!
TWO!
GARCIA KICKS OUT!
Nevaeh rolls over, gasping for air. She’s coughing, struggling to find it in herself to keep going. She pushes up to her feet, and falls into the corner. Nevaeh wraps her arms around the bottom rope, slowly rising. Garcia slowly rises, and Nevaeh points at him. She looks for a big time kick, but Garcia blocks it! Nevaeh holds at her ankle, wheezing – WASTED SACRIFICE! GARCIA SPIKES HER HEAD FIRST INTO THE MAT!
GARCIA STRAIGHT TO THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THR–
NEVAEH KICKS OUT! HOW?!
Garcia wastes no time though, grabbing the arm of Nevaeh! He forces her up, placing her arm over his shoulder, as he calls for the Reign Of Fire! But Nevaeh YANKS the referee’s collar! It forces the referee back, trying to break free of Nevaeh..
..AND NEVAEH SWINGS HER LEG BACK INTO THE GROIN OF GARCIA! Garcia releases Nevaeh when she lets go of the referee, and he folds to his knee, holding his groin in pain. Nevaeh hits off the ropes! KNEELING CAST OUT OF HEAVEN! Garcia is down, and Nevaeh quickly rolls him over! She grabs onto the legs, tying them up! She takes the arms as well..
THE EXILE IS LOCKED IN! Garcia yells out in pain! He shakes his head, struggling to find it in himself to get out! Nevaeh keeps the hold in as tight as she possibly can! Garcia’s head leans down.. Nevaeh continues to keep it in! The referee sees Garcia is out from the added pain, and SHE CALLS IT OFF!
ANOTHER ELIMINATION FOR NEVAEH! SOMEHOW! SOME WAY!
RICHARD GARCIA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Livingston: Holy shit!! She's still got some left in the tank! These superstars are giving her everything they've got and doing a damn good job but it isn't enough Eric!
Nevaeh lies flat on the mat, coughing everything but her lungs out. She holds at her head, barely able to move at this point.. Garcia is assisted out the ring, as he winces from that low blow which changed the trajectory of the match..
..But as Nevaeh is laid out, that means there is only one left.
Reid: Introducing lastly, residing in the UK and weighing in tonight at 135 pounds, she is the ever beautiful and very dangerous....EMMA LOUISE!
'Could Have Been Me' plays and Emma Louise steps through the curtain. She licks between the index and ring fingers on her right hand before she holds her arm out with the middle three fingers on her right hand pointing down and her thumb and pinkie pointing to the sides. Emma walks down the isle half walking half bobbing to the music. She walks up the steps and through the ropes, stopping to look at the exhausted Nevaeh.
Seeing an opportunity to end the match here, Emma gives Nevaeh an out and rolls her onto her back, hooking her legs for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR–NEVAEH KICKS OUT!
It may be a mix of exhaustion and pain, but that was a late kick out! Nevaeh may have thought about quitting there, but she is STILL in this one! Emma glares down at Nevaeh, not wanting to do much more damage, but she’s forcing her hand here. Emma pulls Nevaeh up, throwing some forearm strikes to keep her at bay. Nevaeh’s attempts to block are extremely weak, now. Nevaeh swings behind Emma, grabbing her in a full nelson where she lifts her up for a big time Bubba Bomb!
Nevaeh’s spine crashes hard into the mat, and Emma slips over for another cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NEVAEH KICKS OUT AGAIN!
Emma sits up, sighing. “Really making me work for this, huh?” She quips. Emma looks over to grab at Nevaeh, but Nevaeh pulls her down into a desperation inside cradle!
ONE!
TW– EMMA KICKS OUT!
Nevaeh slowly forces herself up, and she ducks a punch from Emma and shoves her into the turnbuckles! Emma bounces back, and Nevaeh tosses her with a german suplex! Emma bounces to her feet, holding her neck, and Nevaeh finds some fire as she turns Emma with a high kick! Nevaeh bounces off the ropes, FLYING INTO A SPEAR!
Emma is nearly torn in half, and Nevaeh desperately makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
EMMA KICKS OUT!
Nevaeh falls back! She’s running out of options here! Nevaeh crawls to the ropes, pulling herself up. She calls for Emma, desperate to wrap it up here! Emma rolls over, forcing herself up.. Nevaeh nods her head, LOOKING FOR THE FALL FROM GRACE! EMMA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! NEVAEH TURNS BACK TO EMMA..
SHOWRUN! EMMA SLAMS NEVAEH RIGHT INTO THE PIN!
AND SHE GOES RIGHT INTO THE PIN!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE–NEVAEH KICKS OUT!
The referee was THIS close from hitting her hand on the mat! Emma is in shock too! The crowd is SPLIT, rooting for both of these two to win! Nevaeh is laid out.. And Emma grabs her up, looking around! She takes the head, CALLING FOR GIRL CRUSH!
AND THE GIRL CRUSH CONNECTS–
NO! NEVAEH DIGS HER FINGERS INTO THE EYES OF EMMA! The referee reaches over to warn her, but Nevaeh shoves Emma to the ropes! CAST OUT OF HEAVEN!! Emma is turned inside out, but NEVAEH ISN’T FINISH!
She forces herself up, and off will and determination, SLAMS EMMA DOWN WITH THE FALL FROM GRACE!
NEVAEH STRAIGHT TO THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
EMMA LOUISE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner of the Ghosts Of Prime’s Past Gauntlet ... NEVAEH!!!Mason: A performance that had to be seen to believed! Incredible! NEVAEH goes wire to wire, eliminates five other superstars and takes the win in what might be one of her finest matches of her career!
Livingston: Sharpe pulled out all the stops, brought back these superstars and they still weren't enough! She's been here since episode one Eric, and here we are on episode 113 and NEVAEH is still making history! Y'all better recognize!
Emma lies there in anguish, meanwhile Nevaeh can barely move from the overall pain and exhaustion.
Everyone in the building has stood up to their feet, giving Nevaeh a standing ovation for her OUTSTANDING performance tonight! The referee assists Nevaeh, helping her up. The referee raises Nevaeh’s arm up. Nevaeh is exhausted, but she takes her sweet time to gingerly climb up the top rope, taking in the victory herself.
Nevaeh gives herself all of the praise, as she rolls out, slowly headed to the back after an amazing performance, defeating EVERYONE in the gauntlet match.
Mason: Her five challengers were on their A-Game, but credit where credit is due, I'll give it to her - that was amazing.
Livingston: You're god damn right. Wait till she rips Stitches to shreds next at PRIME 115.
The camera cuts to ...
-- EARLIER TODAY.
Recorded before Prime, the camera watches the front door to the 1 Hotel Toronto, a limousine pulls into view and parks at the front of the hotel. One-by-one, members of the House pour out of the Hotel. Starting first with the X-Division Champion, JoJo Rush. He helps Tori Taylor out of the limo by her hand before Callie comes out behind her bodyguard with the Indy Championship in hand. Then Heartless Jack Severn, then the Tag Team Champions, the Heat Packers celebrating and hollering walking into the hotel. Behind them, was Next Level who were busy battling each other in some game on their Nintendo Switches. Eddie Dozier and Tyler Bradford follow suit with both men carrying whole bottles of champagne from the private flight into Toronto. The last out of the limo was Bruce Booth, and his tag team partner, the HBO Broadcast Champion, Cosmo Goldworthy. JoJo stops both men with a single arm.
JoJo: Ah’ll meet you inside, darlin’. Ah need to talk to these boys.
JoJo says to Tori, giving her a nod before turning back to Cosmo and Bruce.
JoJo: Ah know you two didn’t think you were gonna have Tori carry all her luggage in all by herself.
Rush scowls at both men before pointing to the trunk of the limo.
JoJo: Y’all two got thirty minutes to get every single one of Tori’s bags in the limo to our room. And Cosmo?
JoJo lowers himself down to Cosmo and glares at him.
JoJo: We got 16 days until we sort ourselves out at Youngblood. Best get to steppin’.
JoJo tips his hat toward Cosmo, and leaves the pair to handle the limo trunk filled to the brim with Tori’s bags. Each bag heavier than the last.
Cosmo: What the fuck?!
Cosmo immediately struggles with the first two bags. Bruce looks at Cosmo, and can’t help but chuckle.
Bruce: Haven’t been in the weight room lately, huh, cuzzo?
Upon hearing that, Cosmo stares at Bruce with an appalled expression.
Cosmo: Motherfucker, you try and carry those fuckin’ bags!
Bruce rolls his eyes and takes two bags. He gulps when he starts pulling them out. Cosmo stares daggers at Bruce, with an “I told you so” expression.
Bruce: ..Fuck could she possibly have packed in here?! She doesn’t even wrestle! It’s like– a two, three day trip in Toronto!
The two reluctantly start carrying the bags from the car to the room. Each time, it becomes more and more of a struggle to get them up. At some point, the elevator gets filled and the two start moving up the stairs of the hotel.
Cosmo: Hurry up, jackass! I got a match to prepare for!
Bruce groans, looking back to Cosmo.
Bruce: And you think I don’t?!
Bruce keeps moving up the stairs, but the weight of the bags is growing unbearable and he trips over his steps, slipping forward. He loses grip of the bag, and it starts rolling down the stairs to Cosmo.
Cosmo: Aye- Bruce! BRUCE! THE FUCKIN’ BA–
It tumbles down, hitting Cosmo in the shin. Cosmo yells out in pain, staring at the bag.
Cosmo: Enough! Fuck! I’ve had enough! What’s in here?!
Bruce rolls onto his back, dusting himself up as he rises up in agony. Cosmo finally unzips the bags, and he has a blank faced expression when he realizes there’s a stack of hundred pound weights inside.
Bruce: ..What’s in there?
Cosmo facepalms, beads of sweat flying off his hand when he makes contact with his forehead.
Cosmo: It’s literally just fuckin’ weights!
Bruce looks at Cosmo, confused.
Bruce: Huh? Weights?! The b- (cough) woman IS BIGGER than BOTH OF US, COMBINED!
Cosmo sighs.
Cosmo: ..Dawg. We’re gettin’ ribbed.
Bruce puts his hands on his hips, shrugging his shoulders.
Bruce: ..Damn. I could go for ribs right now.
Cosmo slowly puts the weights back in the bag.
Cosmo: ..Same. We should probably get these in the room before JoJo and Tori both try and strangle us.
Bruce nods, suddenly thinking long and hard.
Bruce: Or better yet, just pay someone to do it for us.
Cosmo stares at Bruce like he’s lost his fucking mind.
Cosmo: ..You just now thought of that, asshole?
Bruce looks around, confused by the problem.
Bruce: ..Yeah.
Cosmo sighs, again.
Cosmo: If I could stuff you in this bag and throw you down the stairs, I would, dawg. But sure, let’s go pay someone.
Bruce nods, and the two walk down and look for some poor guy to coerce into doing their dirty work, for cash.
..There honestly isn’t a guarantee if they made those thirty minutes or not.
We return to ringside where it's time to find out who our PRIME Minister is!
Mason: Well the necklace is on the line folks, Harper Mason challenges Narumi Tsutsumi for PRIME's favourite piece of jewelry! You have to wonder what Narumi's mindset will be going into this match.
Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is for the Prime Necklace. Joining us first, residing in Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 125 pounds... HARPER MASON!
The intro to "New Divide" by Jonathon Young hits the speakers and when the lyrics kick in Harper emerges from the back ready for battle, she slaps hands with the fans on the way to the ring before entering.
Reid: And the opponent, making her way to the ring, weighing in at 125 pounds, from Shinjuku Japan.......representing Shinijoshi...she is the wielder of the Prime Minister Necklace: The Onihime... NARUMI TSUTSUMI!
Stage spotlights shine down in the dark as "The Baddest" by Raon Lee begins to play with the oni princess skipping onto the scene in a pink oni mask. Narumi waves at the fans as the spotlight follows her. As she makes her to the ring apron, she turns to the camera to take off her mask and strikes the Shinijoshi's double deuce pose as the lights turn back on in the arena. She enters the ring to skip around and wave at the crowd.
DING DING DING
Narumi runs at Harper but she takes Narumi to the mat with an arm drag. Harper tries to apply an armbar but Narumi scuttles back to the corner away from Harper’s grip. Narumi gets to her feet and runs at Harper for a clothesline. Harper ducks and takes Narumi over with a hurricanrana. Narumi gets to her feet but Harper takes her to the mat with a small package. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi pushes her way free breaking the count. Both get to their feet. Harper boots Narumi in the gut and lifts her for a powerbomb. Narumi manages to counter rolling Harper in a sunset flip. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Harper rolls to her front breaking the count.
Mason: Quick near falls in this one.
Livingston: Yeah, Harper's letting Narumi get tired out. She's younger and smarter.
Both get to their feet. Narumi runs off the ropes and cracks Harper with a Superman punch. Harper staggers as Narumi runs off the ropes again and throws herself at Harper with a rear view that knocks Harper to the mat. She rolls over and tries to get to her feet but Narumi drives her down with a fameasser. Harper pulls herself to her feet but turns into a Master Sword from Narumi. Harper drops to the mat where Narumi hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Harper rolls to her front to break the count. One more roll and she’s on the apron. She gets to her feet as Narumi reaches to grab her. Harper rams a shoulder into Narumi’s gut that sends her staggering back. Harper leaps hitting a Masonline Special. She hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi rolls to her side to escape Harper’s grip and break the count.
Mason: What a match this is! Harper Mason is holding her own with Narumi!
Livingston: I told you, Eric! She's a hidden gem!
Both get to their feet. Harper grabs Narumi and drops her to the mat with a bodyslam. Harper takes Narumi’s hand and pulls her to her feet. Harper tries to spin Narumi into a Crowd Killer but Narumi manages to fall back hitting Paymon. Harper drops to the mat. Narumi thinks for a moment about making the cover, but instead grabs Harper by the hair, and drags her to the corner propping Harper up on the top turnbuckle. She hoists her up, puts her in a hammerlock, and sends her spinning down into the mat onto her face as the crowd lets out an audible wince as Harper crumbles into a heap!
Mason: STAR GRADE REVOLVER! WE HAVE NEVER SEEN NARUMI BUST THIS OUT!
Livingston: She had to pull out all the stops tonight, Eric!
Mason: John, I think she just sent a message.
Narumi makes the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall and STILL possessor of the Prime Necklace... NARUMI TSUTSUMI!!!Mason: What a match! Narumi Tsutsumi retains the Prime necklace from the jaws of defeat!
Livingston: Jaws of defeat! Your words. It will help her little tonight but Harper Mason came close to knocking Narumi off her perch ... well .. until the end .... This shit is always rigged, Eric!
Narumi holds the necklace high in the air as she just looks down at Harper, obviously not in the mood for celebrating.
Mason: Well we're all wondering when Narumi might cash in her Undisputed Championship rematch, but in the meantime she keeps clicking off wins on PRIME.
Livingston: You better give some props to Harper, Eric. You biased prick. She gave her a run for her money.
The camera cuts to ...
Mason: It is now time for our big time co-main event, as Scorpio takes on the HBO Broadcast Champion Cosmo Goldworthy! There’s known parallels between these two, but let’s see how the rookie Goldworthy matches up to a former Undisputed Champion, and the man who just ruled over Prime as Indy Champion this year.
'Rule Britannia' hits the speakers as red, white, and blue lighting flashes around the arena. The crowd begin to cheer with a few smattered boos as the image of a waving Union Jack is displayed on the X-Tron. Superimposed on this is the message "Please be upstanding for your Prime Minister". After a little while the orchestral music fades down...
Reid: The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall! Please welcome, from London, England, weighing in at 205 lbs... 'The People's Camp', 'The Baddest Bitch On The Planet', 'The Prime Minister' ... 'THE S-FACTOR' SCORPIO!
Reid: And his opponent, from The Golden State, weighing in at 201 pounds ... he is the HBO Broadcast Champion ... COSMO GOLDWORTHY!
Gold and white lights strobe around the arena as 'Mo Money Mo Problems' blares through the PA boxes. Cosmo Goldworthy swaggers out with a smug grin on his face. He stops at the start of the ramp, extending his arms out. "Enjoy it while 'ya got it, baby!" He shouts out, chuckling to himself as he continues to walk down the ramp. Cosmo looks at the fans reaching out and sneers at them. He slides up the apron and enters the ring, proceeding to march over to the top rope and raise his arms up one more time. Cosmo nods his head to the tune of his theme song, dropping off the top rope. He shimmies his shoulders, removing his Louis Vuitton® sponsored entrance gear before the match begins.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell rings, Cosmo winces - stopping the referee and Scorpio in their tracks. He brings attention to his taped up ribs, leaning against the ropes as he’s clearly still feeling the effects of the Crazy Train match on Rampage..
Scorpio shakes his head, approaching Cosmo – and then Cosmo darts at him with a lariat! But Scorpio ducks it immediately, easily having it scouted out! Scorpio throws punches to the head and body of Cosmo, then fires off a body kick! Cosmo wheezes out in pain. Scorpio grabs Cosmo by the wrist and irish whips him off, but Cosmo reverses it! Cosmo charges in to stop him, and Scorpio clocks him over the back of the head with an enzuigiri! Cosmo drops to all fours, and Scorpio follows up with a double foot stomp! He immediately rolls Cosmo over for the first pin of the match!
ONE– Cosmo kicks out!
Cosmo rolls over, groaning. Scorpio lifts him up and nails him with a forearm smash. Cosmo wobbles, throwing a forearm smash of his own. Scorpio knees him in the ribs. Cosmo yelps out in pain, and Scorpio takes the wrist with another irish whip in mind, but Cosmo stomps right on the toe! Scorpio reaches down to his toe, and Cosmo floors him with a charging back elbow. Scorpio hits the mat hard, and Cosmo quickly pulls him back up. He spins into a sole kick of the ribs, forcing Scorpio into a hunched position, and Cosmo drives him right into the mat with an axe kick! Scorpio holds his jaw in pain, but Cosmo shows zero interest in a pin. He forces Scorpio up in a front facelock, looking to lift him for a suplex - but Scorpio floats over and takes the waist of Cosmo, looking for a german suplex! Cosmo grabs at the fingers of Scorpio, lifting the hand!
He opens his mouth, trying to bite Scorpio’s hand - but Scorpio takes Cosmo’s hair and SLAMS HIM down into the mat! Cosmo holds the back of his head, writhing. He forces himself up, but Scorpio has already bounced off the ropes to take the head of Cosmo and swing forward into a corkscrew neckbreaker! Scorpio floors Cosmo, pinning him again!
ONE!
TWO–Cosmo kicks out!
Cosmo gets the kick out, but his body is still in so much pain!
Mason: Scorpio putting on a little bit of a schooling session on the rookie here early, John.
Livingston: I'm not gonna root against PRIME, but Cosmo has the right attitude - an attitude that Scorpio gave up. So I wouldn't count anything settled yet, Eric.
Scorpio rises to his feet, fueling off the energy of the cheering crowd. Cosmo crawls over to the ropes, pulling himself up. Scorpio smirks at the state Cosmo in and runs right into a forearm over the top - but Cosmo catches him with a boot on the jaw! Scorpio wobbles, and Cosmo follows up with a question mark kick! Scorpio teeters, trying to keep himself up. Cosmo bounces off again, looking for that scorpion kick - but Scorpio catches his ankle in mid air and throws him back to his feet! Scorpio takes Cosmo’s head and runs up the top rope into a BIG TIME TORNADO DDT!
Cosmo’s head spikes off the mat, as he stands up - and slowly falls right back down to the ground. Scorpio rolls to the apron, looking to head up top.. Cosmo finds it in him to get back up, and he clobbers Scorpio! Scorpio is close to falling, but Cosmo keeps him on so he can deck him with a couple more punches. Cosmo steps out to the apron, taking the waist of Scorpio. He elbows him in the back of the neck, forcing Scorpio to double over in pain. Cosmo takes the waist of Scorpio, hoisting him up high –
AND DROPPING HIM WITH A BACK SUPLEX ON THE APRON!
Mason: Good lord, the impact of that suplex is making me cringe, John!
Livingston: Cosmo is trying to put Scorpio into early retirement!
The crowd collectively wince at the sheer impact of that suplex, as Cosmo forces Scorpio up and throws him into the ring. Cosmo slides in with him, making the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
SCORPIO KICKS OUT!
Cosmo slaps the mat, getting up in the referee’s face and yelling! Cosmo runs his hands through his hair, dragging Scorpio up. He jams his head into his thighs, looking for a powerbomb - but Scorpio counters with a back body drop! Cosmo cries out in agony, holding at his back as he rolls over, slowly pulling himself up.. Scorpio has bounced off the ropes, and drops him with a elbow to the jaw! Cosmo is up and Scorpio flies off with a calf kick this time! Cosmo rolls over, and Scorpio kicks him hard in the gut. He takes the head of Cosmo, grabbing his trunks for added leverage as he swings into a snap suplex! Scorpio rolls through up to his feet, turning and immediately leaping into a standing moonsault!
There’s a loud motivation from the crowd after that, as Scorpio goes straight into the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
COSMO KICKS OUT!
Following the kickout, Cosmo rolls over, holding at his body. He rolls to the ropes, trying to pull himself up, but Scorpio yanks him straight to the center. Cosmo wraps his hands around the back of Scorpio’s head, yanking him down with a jawbreaker! Scorpio wobbles, holding his jaw. Cosmo rises to his feet and nails him with a roundhouse kick! The kick cracks Scorpio over the side of the head, dropping him to his knees. Cosmo bounces off, but Scorpio hops back up to his feet and rocks Cosmo with a superkick! Cosmo is barely up on his feet, and Scorpio hits off the ropes!
Cosmo goes under the arm and takes the waist! Scorpio elbows Cosmo repeatedly, forcing Cosmo to let go. Scorpio bounces off the ropes to get that momentum back again.. AND COSMO LEAPS INTO THE CASH COW! Scorpio’s chest may have been caved in with that! Cosmo pulls the legs of Scorpio forward for a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
T–SCORPIO THROWS THE SHOULDER UP!
The arena comes alive when Scorpio kicks out! Cosmo rolls over, shivering. He holds his hands up to the referee, telling him to count the pin faster. Scorpio groans, and Cosmo steps out, looking around. He starts to get desperate, and heads up top.. Cosmo yells at the jeering crowd, telling him to shut up - and that allows Scorpio to run up the middle rope and jump into a kick to the side of Cosmo’s head!
The kick lands flush on the jaw of Cosmo, and he falls frontwards off the top rope! Cosmo lands right on his back, and Scorpio backs away from the corner! He sees Cosmo laid out parallel to the ropes, and SPRINGBOARDS UP FOR THE MARGARET THATCHER’S REVENGE! THE MOONSAULT RIGHT ON THE INJURED RIBS OF COSMO!
Cosmo’s eyes bulge out of his head, as Scorpio hooks the legs!
ONE!
TWO!
THR–COSMO KICKS OUT!
Mason: I gotta say, there is a tenacity here within Cosmo that's certainly working to his advantage!
Livingston: I told ya he's got the right attitude, Sharpe should steal him from Rampage and bring him to a real brand.
Scorpio rolls over, running his hands through his hair. The exhaustion is starting to run through for both men, and he slowly pulls himself up.. He nods his head, seeing an opening to end the match! He drags Cosmo up by the hair, taking the wrist and twisting under him.. He’s looking for The Heel Turn, but Cosmo is able to reverse the momentum and drive Scorpio face first into the middle turnbuckle!
The impact of the middle turnbuckle bounces Scorpio backwards, and COSMO HITS THE C.R.E., CASH ROLLS EVERYTHING TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! The patented rolling elbow of Cosmo DROPS Scorpio, and Cosmo frantically rolls him over for the cover..
..But Scorpio is already near the ropes, and he rolls onto the apron! Cosmo drops his head on the mat, as if he’s about to cry. It might be a mix of disappointment and pain, but he reaches out, struggling to dig deep.. But as he pulls Scorpio up, Scorpio finds some fight in him and YANKS Cosmo throat first into the middle rope with a hot shot! Cosmo falls back from the impact, coughing out in pain. Cosmo continues to wheeze, as Scorpio slides in, slithering. Cosmo coughs out, forcing himself up as Scorpio looks to leap into the AGR, but Cosmo catches the waist and shoves him to the ropes!
Cosmo charges in for a flying knee - but Scorpio sidesteps it! Cosmo turns back and Scorpio hits him with the BREXIT MEANS BREXIT! Cosmo is turned inside out, and he’s laid out! But suddenly, the attention turns to ringside! Tori Taylor is here, and she hops the apron, yelling at the referee! The referee turns his attention to Tori, trying to get her off the apron.. But then everyone collectively understands why Tori is here..
Callie Clark slides in and she CLOCKS Scorpio over the head with the Indy Championship! Scorpio is down and out, and Callie hovers over in his face. “It’s about time I got you back!’ She shouts, elated with finally getting revenge after this year’s StrangleMania. She rolls out, backing up the ramp as Tori drops off, allowing the match to finish off here.. Cosmo crawls over, placing an arm over Scorpio’s chest..
ONE…!
TWO…!
THR–SCORPIO KICKS OUT!
THE ARENA ERUPTS!
Callie can’t believe it! Tori can’t believe it! And neither can Cosmo!
Mason: THAT IS WHY SCORPIO IS AN UNDISPUTED CHAMPION IN THIS COMPANY!
Livingston: Okay, yes, he's a legend, I agree Eric. Calm yourself. Look, the Golden Goddess is here and I remained composed. Sheesh.
Cosmo digs his fingers into the mat, staring over at Tori and Callie at ringside.. He doesn’t understand why they’re here, but he hasn’t questioned it one bit. His fury instead turns to the referee, who he has had an issue with the entire match.
He forces himself up, falling into the ropes as he stares at Scorpio, finding a way to get up. Cosmo rolls to the apron, putting a finger up to his mouth to hush the booing crowd. Scorpio holds at his head, feeling blood rush down his scalp to his forehead. Despite the pain, Scorpio is up.. And Cosmo licks his lips, as HE FRONT FLIPS INTO THE RING INTO THE GOLD RUSH!
SCORPIO IS FOLDED RIGHT ONTO HIS NECK!
Cosmo kneels down, staring at Scorpio, smirking that HE got to unleash the killing blow. He leans down at the unconscious Scorpio..
“..I’m like nothing you’ve ever seen before.”
Cosmo hooks the leg, counting along as Scorpio is laid out..
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall ... COSMO GOLDWORTHY!!!Mason: Unbelievable! Cosmo Goldworthy just knocked off Scorpio here on PRIME!
Livingston: That's just the first big win of many, I feel like. Scorpio is an absolute legend, a first ballot Hall of Famer. Nobody beats him easily, if at all, and Cosmo did it all on his own here. Impressive.
Mason: Ohh come on, John! All on his own?!
Cosmo rises to his feet, raising his arms up in elation. He winces from the effects of his wrestling this week. He stares down at Scorpio, embracing the biggest win of his career thus far. Scorpio tended to the referee, and Cosmo backed to the ropes, stepping out of the ring. He takes his championship, placing it over his shoulder.
He walks up the ramp, looking at Callie and Tori. “..Never asked for your help, but it ain’t my show, ain’t my business. ..I’m man enough to say thanks.” Cosmo nods to both, and Callie returns the nod. She raises her Indy Championship up as Scorpio wheezes, coming back to life as he takes in what just happened..
..But while Callie is fixated on the ring and celebrating her seven month getback, Cosmo stops Tori. “..I don’t wanna hurt ‘em, but he’s testin’ me. Don’t lose track of that.” Tori doesn’t respond, but she keeps a glare on Cosmo the entire time as he walks backstage.
Mason: I don't know what's going on with this group of Housers, what do you make of this?
Livingston: I didn't hear what you asked, Eric, I was busy looking at how good Callie looks with the Indy Championship!
The camera cuts to ...
AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
SINGLES CONTEST
'Remarkable' Mark Keaton
Vs Bruce Booth
WENDY'S BACONATOR BOUNTY: MARK KEATON
Match Writer: Cosmo Goldworthy
We return to ringside where it is officially time for the main event!
Mason: It’s time for the main event of the night! We are guaranteed a new AMC Broadcast Champion, as Remarkable Mark Keaton and Bruce Booth fight it out, with the winner leaving with the championship and the Baconator Bounty check!
Reid: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the AMC Broadcast Championship! Introducing first, from Toronto Ontario Canada,; weighing in at 229 pounds ... REMARKABLE MAAAAAARK KEEEEEATOOOON!!
After the opening guitar riff of Money for Nothing, Mark Keaton walks out on to the stage, he's wearing a thick, black leather jacket with studs and sunglasses. Mark is smoking a cigarette and sneering. He stops his swagger at the top of the ramp to play some excellent air guitar for a moment. He's yelling at the crowds now and flexing his biceps. He jumps down then runs to another turnbuckle, this time he flexes his chest and points to his abs.
Reid: And his opponent, from The Hollywood Hills, weighing in at 220 pounds ... ”BOX OFFICE” BRUCE BOOTH!
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 (at least in his own mind) with chiseled supermodel looks (at least in his own mind) and a superhero body (at least in his own mind), who stops a few feet out from the curtain. Without hesitating, he throws his arms up in the air and holds his chin high, 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.
Livingston: These two men are yet to have won championship gold here in the EWC.. But that changes tonight! Who's gonna take it all?!
DING DING DING
Bruce and Keaton waste no time getting into it, engaging into a very aggressive collar and elbow tie-up. It’s Bruce who takes the advantage, yanking Keaton into a side headlock. Keaton takes Bruce to the ropes and tosses him off with authority, as Bruce bounces off - and Keaton drops down, for a trip! Bruce leaps over, but he slowly stops in his tracks..
..When he realizes that Keaton still hasn’t gotten up to his feet. “What are you doing, idiot?!” Bruce yells at Keaton. Keaton looks over to a puzzled looking Bruce. “I’m trying to trip you, what else?” He responds, smirking at how much angrrier Bruce gets. Bruce grabs at Keaton’s hair - but Keaton thumbs him in the eye, and the crowd erupts for the hometown guy! Bruce stumbles backwards and Keaton lays in some big punches to Bruce! Bruce covers up, and Keaton beats down on him! He tries to cover up, and Keaton takes the wrist and irish whips him into the turnbuckles! Booth bounces out, and Keaton lifts him up with a big time scoop slam!
Bruce rolls over, holding his back as Keaton makes his way over for the first cover of the match.
ONE– Bruce kicks out!
Keaton mounts him, throwing heavy punches to the head. Bruce finds a way to flip it over, throwing elbows to the top of Keaton’s head. Keaton covers up, and Bruce rises, kicking him in the back. Bruce grabs Keaton in a headlock, giving him a closed fist punch to the top of the head. He swings behind him, lifting him up for a back suplex! Bruce covers Keaton.
ONE–Keaton kicks out!
Mason: Is Toronto giving RMK some kind of super abilities here or something?
Livingston: Don't be stupid Eric, he's always had the power of the banana in his heart.
Bruce rises, slightly irritated. The Toronto crowd start to make themselves heard, as they cheer on their hometown boy, much to Bruce’s dismay. He shakes it off, pulling Keaton up; but Keaton fights back! The crowd get louder, as Keaton wobbles Bruce with a dropkick! He rises, looking for another, but this time Bruce catches the legs! He rolls into a jackknife pin!
ONE!
Keaton kicks out, but he bridges up into a backslide pinfall!
ONE!
Bruce kicks out, rolling to his feet! He swings a punch! Keaton ducks it though, and RAKES THE BACK of Bruce! Bruce cries out, holding at his back! He runs to the referee, yelling at him to warn Keaton! The referee couldn’t see the full attack though, and as Keaton approaches Bruce.. He elbows him in the back of the head! Keaton wobbles from Bruce’s attack, and Bruce spins into a vicious clothesline! Keaton hits the mat hard, and Bruce rises, holding his back. He stares around at the fans in disgust, and then proceeds to leap into a big stomp to the top of Keaton’s head. Keaton holds at his forehead, groaning. Bruce lifts him up, and wobbles him with another punch. He takes the wrist of Keaton, yanking him right into a Spike DDT!
There’s a loud thud when Keaton’s head meets the canvas. Bruce sits up, dusting his hands off. He rises to his feet and cups his ear to the booing crowd. He turns and flips all of them off, further pissing everyone off! He smirks, turning back to Keaton.. And Keaton wobbles him with a headbutt! Bruce struggles, and he swings a punch! Keaton blocks it, and kicks him in the gut. Keaton takes the head for a vertical suplex, but Bruce floats over and takes the waist for an O’Connor Roll, but he hangs on! Bruce rolls backwards, charging straight into Keaton.. And Keaton sends him over the top when he grabs the ropes for a low bridge! Booth lands right onto his feet and Keaton nods, feeling it. He bounces off the ropes, but Bruce slides in and SENDS KEATON BARRELING INTO THE TOP ROPE WITH A STUN GUN!
Keaton’s throat crashes into the top rope, and he stumbles backward, and Bruce follows up with a big time neckbreaker! The boos resume, but it doesn’t throw Bruce off as he goes straight into the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Keaton kicks out!
Bruce looks around, smirking at the first two count of the match, and it’s in his favor.
Mason: If Mark wants this win, he can't afford to let Booth get rolling here.
Livingston: You're damn right on that one, Eric! Look at this kid go!
Despite the pain Keaton is in, the crowd are starting to clap it up for him. Bruce stares around, barking at them to shut up! Keaton rolls over, trying to pull himself up. Bruce drags Keaton up by the hair and takes his head to lift him for a vertical suplex, but Keaton pulls him down for an inside cradle!
ONE!
TW–Bruce kicks out!
Both men rise, and Bruce tries for a shoulder block, but Keaton masterfully lifts him up into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Bruce holds his back, sitting up in shock. Keaton bounces off the ropes and follows up with an enzuigiri to the back of the head! Bruce drops onto his back, and Keaton is feeling the energy of the crowd now! Keaton steps out onto the apron, climbing up the top rope. He looks around, nodding AS HE DIVES INTO AN ELBOW DROP!
The crowd erupts, and Keaton goes straight into the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
BRUCE KICKS OUT!
Keaton gets his first two count of the match, but what a damn moment that was! Bruce rolls over, leaning against the ropes. Keaton takes him by the head, dragging him to the center of the ring. He takes the head, looking to hit the first DDT of three, but Bruce spins out and thumbs him in the eye! Keaton wobbles, holding at his eye in pain! Bruce shoves Keaton to the ropes and he hits that spinning Scoop Powerslam! Keaton is slammed hard into the mat, but Bruce falls back from exhaustion and pain, unable to capitalize for the pain.
Bruce crawls over, looking at Keaton. He drags him up, looking around. Bruce smirks, snatching Keaton into a cravate! DIRECTORS CU- Keaton slips free and lifts Bruce for a shinbreaker! Bruce yelps out in pain! Keaton bounces off the ropes, dropkicking Bruce in the knee! Bruce flips onto his back from the pain! He rolls over, forcing himself up - and Keaton dropkicks his knee again! Once again, the impact sends Bruce barrelling forward onto his back! Bruce rolls over, slowly rising as he gingerly limps on that knee.. And Keaton charges off the ropes, tripping Bruce onto his stomach and backrolling into the Deep Single Leg Boston Crab!
“AAAAGGHHH!” Bruce screams out! Keaton pulls back on that leg, and Bruce nearly turns pale from the pain! He reaches for the bottom rope, running his hand over his head! He clenches his fist, banging his fist on the mat! Keaton pulls back on the knee, meanwhile everyone is screaming for him to tap! Bruce digs his fingers into the mat, planting his hands on the mat as he tries to crawl forward! Keaton pulls back on that knee, and Bruce FINALLY gets his hand on the bottom rope!
Mason: That's gonna be a rope break, and a literal break for Booth there.
Livingston: Nah this kid is strategic Eric.
It takes Keaton awhile, but he finally lets go of the hold! Bruce clings onto the bottom rope like a baby clinging on to a bottle, as he lies in unbearable pain. The referee backs Keaton up, trying to check on Bruce and see if he can continue. Keaton walks over to Bruce anyways - and Bruce throws a kick RIGHT into the eye of Keaton! Keaton wobbles, holding his eye in agonizing pain. Bruce rises to his feet and grabs Keaton by the hair, throwing him over to the apron.
Bruce looks around, breathing heavily. He’s trying to shake some feeling into that leg, but regardless he pulls Keaton through the middle rope.. AND HITS THE HANGMAN’S DDT!
Bruce muscles Keaton over for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
KEATON KICKS OUT!
Keaton holds at the top of his head, checking for blood as the crowd continues to have his back here! Bruce rolls to his knees, seriously wondering what it’ll take to put him down. Bruce crawls to the ropes, once again having to use them to rise to his feet. He waves his hands, desperately wanting that Director’s Cut again.. Keaton slowly gets up, and Bruce looks to charge into it, but Keaton picks Bruce’s bad leg! He tries to pull him down again, but with his head down, Bruce takes the neck! This forces Keaton to release the grip on Bruce’s leg to defend a choke attempt, but it all goes to plan as Bruce pulls him down with an inside cradle instead!
ONE!
TWO!
KEATON KICKS OUT! BUT AS BRUCE TRIES TO ROLL OVER, KEATON’S LEGS ARE STILL WRAPPED AROUND HIS!
KEATON HOLDS TO BRUCE’S ANKLE, PULLING HIMSELF TO HIS FEET FOR THE CRAB– BUT BRUCE MUSCLES HIMSELF OVER BACK TO HIS BACK!
AND KICKS KEATON TO THE ROPES!
Keaton bounces off the ropes, and Bruce rolls over for that DIRECTOR’S C- NOPE! Keaton sidesteps it! Bruce walks back to Keaton, and KEATON SNAPS INTO A DDT! He holds on, rolling over! ANOTHER DDT! Keaton holds on, rolling over.. And he nods to his people, and directs the Middle Finger to Booth! 3DT CONNECTS! Bruce is out of it! Keaton rolls him over for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR–BOOTH THROWS A SHOULDER UP!
Mason: HOW?!
Livingston: Credits ain't rolling yet in Toronto! Keep goin' boys!
The resilience of both men is in full effect, as Keaton runs his hands through his hair, really wanting an end to the match! He rises, grabbing Bruce’s head! Keaton looks around, calling for that Full Metal Jacket.. But Bruce finds it in him to stall the lift! Keaton tries again, but Bruce clasps his hands around Keaton’s waist and the two start to back up..
..So Bruce can YANK him out the ring through the middle rope! Keaton lands onto his feet, stumbling towards the barricade. Bruce rolls out, and Keaton turns and swings a wild haymaker! Bruce ducks it and takes the waist, lifting him for a BACK SUPLEX - RIGHT ON THE BARRICADE! Keaton’s back makes direct contact with the top of the cade, and the sound is nasty! Keaton lies on the barricade, and Bruce just rains down punches to the top of the head! The Toronto fans in the front row are up on their feet, getting in Bruce’s face and berating them!
But Bruce just eggs them on! He dares one to do something about it, and one even takes a swing at him! Bruce evades it with ease and laughs at them, then he yanks Keaton off the barricade AND TOSSES HIM OVER INTO THE FANS! Some fans get wiped out by it, but all it does is just piss EVERYONE off! The referee immediately rolls out, reprimanding Bruce for his actions! Meanwhile, Bruce marks over to the timekeeper’s area, and HE SNATCHES the AMC Broadcast Championship! Keaton is working his way over the barricade, letting the referee check on his people.. As he crawls to the ring, unaware of what’s awaiting him..
Bruce smirks, watching Keaton enter the ring. Keaton pulls onto the ropes to rise to his feet. He stumbles forward..
AND BRUCE SMASHES HIM OVER THE HEAD WITH THE AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP!
NO! KEATON KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE DICK! Bruce drops the championship, and doubles over in pain, holding at his groin! Keaton takes the head of Bruce and lifts him up high!
FULL METAL JACKET ON THE AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP! Keaton takes the championship and slides it to the apron! He rolls Bruce over, and the hurt fans start POINTING to the ring! They don’t give a fuck about their wellbeing, they’re telling the referee to go do her job! The referee looks back and frantically turns back!
HE SLIDES IN FOR THE COUNT!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREEEE!!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall, and NEW AMC BROADCAST CHAMPION ... REMARKABLE MARK KEATON!!!The roof damn near BLOWS OFF THE PLACE when the bell rings, because Remarkable Mark Keaton is FINALLY a champion in the EWC!! Keaton gets up off of Booth, and not even he can believe it! He stares around with a wide eyed look on his face, and throws his arms up in celebration, as he parades around the ring!
The referee looks around for the championship belt, and when she turns to see Keaton has already picked it up in the ring, he has his suspicions.. But regardless, he takes Keaton’s arm and RAISES it up high! Keaton releases from the referee, hugging the championship belt tight to his chest! Keaton rolls out, pointing around to every cheering face in his hometown crowd.
“This is for YOU!” He yells.. AND THEN HE JUMPS INTO THE CROWD, THIS TIME, SELF INFLICTED!
The people are ready for it this time, and they carry him on with the sight of Keaton crowd surfing, with the AMC Broadcast Championship in hand, raised up high!
Mason: What. A. Match! Both Booth and Keaton gave it their ABSOLUTE ALL, but it came down to who wanted it more.. And damn it, Mark Keaton wanted it more tonight! He had the power of his hometown crowd on his side, and he gave it his absolute all! And for that he's walking away with a championship and fifty thousand dollars more! And that’s not to say Bruce Booth didn’t have a phenomenal performance as well, but it was experience that got Keaton the win tonight! Remarkable Mark Keaton is an asshole, pardon my language, but he is THEIR ASSHOLE HERE IN TORONTO!
Livingston: Watch the swearing, Eric, jesus! Experience and the fact that the referee was too focused on the crowd instead of paying attention to the match! I won’t knock Keaton because a win is a win, and he got a PRETTY DAMN GOOD ONE TONIGHT! But I can’t help but think a bit that Bruce Booth was screwed by the referee’s biased officiating at the end there! Keaton used the belt! Ahh fuck it, what a match!
Mason: Ladies and gentlemen we have a NEW AMC Broadcast Champion here on PRIME and he is REMARKABLE! That is all the time we have for tonight so for all of our colleagues here on the blue brand, including my broadcast partner John Livingston, I am Eric Mason and we will see you all in Australia for PRIME 114! Goodnight everyone!
Camera cuts to Mark Keaton with his new championship, celebrating wildly in the crowd with the fans as we fade to black ....
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
SAIDIE SHARPE
NEVAEH
NARUMI TSUTSUMI
COSMO/BOOTH/JOJO
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RECAP OF WINNERS
SINGLES CONTEST
Stitches Vs Aeon Khronos
WINNER(S): Stitches
...
X-DIVISION MATCH
Headhuntress Aiya Vs Marcu$ $t John
WINNER(S): Headhuntress Aiya
...
GHOSTS OF PRIMES PAST GAUNTLET MATCH
NEVAEH Vs Jamie Love Vs Dio
Vs Frankie Romono Vs Richard Garcia Vs Emma Louise
WINNER(S): NEVAEH
...
FOR THE PRIME MINISTER NECKLACE
Narumi Tsutsumi Vs Harper Mason
WINNER(S): Narumi Tsutsumi
...
SINGLES CONTEST
Scorpio Vs Cosmo Goldworthy
WINNER(S): Cosmo Goldworthy
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AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
RMK Vs Bruce Booth
WINNER(S): 'Remarkable' Mark Keaton
(New Champion)
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Scorpio Vs Cosmo Goldworthy
Narumi Tsutsumi, Cosmo Goldworthy, RMK
RMK ($50k)
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