Post by PRIME on Nov 5, 2023 18:37:10 GMT -6
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The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
PRIME
EPISODE #114
NOVEMBER 5TH 2023
"PRIME Goes Down Undah"
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from RAC Arena in Perth, Australia
PRIME
EPISODE #114
NOVEMBER 5TH 2023
"PRIME Goes Down Undah"
Presented By Monster Energy, Tide & Wendy's
LIVE! from RAC Arena in Perth, Australia
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, NEVAEH, Scorpio, Gabi Vee, Narumi Tsutsumi, EWC Tag-Team Champions The Heat Packers, AMC Broadcast Champion RMK And The Indy 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 ..
AIYA HUNTS HERSELF A WIN!
BRING THE MAGIC TO PRIME, SALLY!
SAIDIE DID NOTHING WRONG
RMK IS A CHAMPION? HUH?
TERRY KILGORE TAUGHT ME KARATE
JACK SEVERN IS A SEX GOD
The camera centers on ringside at RAC Arena 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 around the world! Welcome to EWC PRIME! We are down here in Australia for PRIME 114 and my goodness what a show we've got for you tonight! A big fight feel! I am Eric Mason and of course, my partner here is John Livingston!
Mason: Indeed you're right on that one, what have we got on deck for our PRIME fans tonight well I'll tell you! We're going to start things off with an AMC Broadcast Championship opportunity on the line, as Headhuntress Aiya, Harper Mason and Marquis Hathaway do battle in an epic threeway encounter!
Livingston: That should be great. We're gonna follow that up with the chance of a lifetime, as our very own karate master Terry Kilgore has the chance to take down former Undisputed Champion Narumi Tsutsumi and take her PRIME Minister Necklace! Good luck to Mr. Kilgore, I love his spirit. He's a hell of a guy.
Mason: Next up we have Sally Talfourd coming over from Paramount and while she may be on the road to WrestleFest that road is extremely bumpy as she finds herself in an Aussie Rules street fight against one of our best, Dalilah Ashe. There are precisely NO rules in this match, I cannot wait to see how this one shakes out.
Livingston: And if that ain't enough for ya, our main event should be. Remarkable Mark Keaton puts his newly won AMC Broadcast Championship on the line against Jack Severn who EARNED this opportunity when he went to a draw with Callie back at PRIME in Boston. You KNOW Severn wants to bring that title back to The House, and he'll do whatever he can to make it happen.
Mason: I certainly wouldn't put it past him to bend the rules!
Livingston: Eric, you biased son of a bitch. You disgust me.
Mason: Well - I! You! Just throw it to the EWC TV Commercial! Ugh!
John gives Eric a huge pat on the back as we fade to the EWCTV commercial
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A FAITHFUL CHANCE THREEWAY MATCH
Headhuntress Aiya Vs
Harper Mason Vs
Marquis Hathaway
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
We return to ringside where it's time to kick things off with a title opportunity!
Mason: Let's get this show underway!
Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is a Triple Threat Match! 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 opponents, 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 finally, residing in Fukuoka, Japan and weighing in at 185 pounds... MARQUIS HATHAWAY!
As the song starts Marquis is knees praying and as the beat drops he pops up to his feet and removes his mask as he sprays mist into the air and he makes his way down to the ring as interacts with fans on the way in.
DING DING DING
Aiya slaps Marquis hard across the face. Harper charges but Aiya sidesteps her and tosses Harper over the top rope to the outside. She turns into Marquis who pulls her to the mat with an armdrag that he transitions into an armbar. Aiya manages to roll her way to her feet and pushes Marquis off the ropes. He come back and cracks Aiya with a leaping knee to the jaw. She staggers into a back drop. Marquis climbs to the top rope and drives an elbow drop down to the chest of Aiya. He hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Aiya lifts a shoulder off the mat breaking the count. Harper is in the ring and she grabs Marquis. Harper positions Marquis for a DDT but Marquis barges her back to the corner. He takes a few steps back and charges. Harper throws herself out of the corner blasting Marquis with a clothesline. Harper lifts Marquis for a suplex but Marquis slips off her shoulder and shoves Harper off the ropes. Marquis ducks a bit to far for a backdrop and Harper lifts him for a powerbomb. Marquis slips off Harper’s shoulders and spins him around. Before Marquis can do anything, Harper leaps and rolls Marquis with a hurricanrana. Both get to their feet and Harper hits a dropkick to Marquis’ chest. He doubles over and this allows Harper to hit a DDT. She rolls Marquis over and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Aiya grabs Harper and pulls her from Marquis. Harper gets to her feet but Aiya takes her to the mat with a neckbreaker. She gets to his feet but Aiya grabs Harper and drops Harper across Aiya’s knee with a gutbuster. Harper clutches her gut as Aiya runs off the ropes and takes her down with a spear. Aiya makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Marquis shoves Aiya off Harper to break the count.
Mason: We may be here all night!
Livingston: Well what did you think, Eric? Each one of 'em wants a title shot!
Marquis rolls to the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He comes crashing down on Aiya with Crashing Down. He quickly makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Aiya just manages to lift a shoulder from the mat to break the count. Marquis gets to his feet ready for his next attack when Harper comes flying in hitting Marquis with a Masonline Special. She hooks the leg
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Aiya drops from the sky onto both with Fubar. She covers Harper.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
She lifts a shoulder up to break the count. Aiya covers Marquis.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
He rolls to his side breaking the count.
Mason: All three coming close to the win!
Livingston: Who wants to take this one, Eric? Someone's gotta take control!
Aiya lifts Marquis to his feet. Before she can form an attack, he boots her in the gut and drives her down with a Kokumajutsu no bakudan. He reaches to make a cover but Harper drags Marquis to his feet and drives him to the mat with a Crowd Killer. She rolls Marquis onto his back but Aiya smacks Harper on the side of the head with an OTK. She covers Marquis as the referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... ”HEADHUNTRESS” AIYA!!!Mason: Bodies everywhere! First Aiya went for something but then Marquis Hathaway jarred her spine with his finisher. All over, right? Wrong. Harper Mason hit her cutter. STILL not over! An OTK kick to head and it’s the Headhuntress that picks up the win here tonight!
Livingston: It was all go here tonight and, as you said, Aiya picked up the win. However this was one of those matches where the result could very easily have gone the way of Marquis Hathaway or Harper Mason on any other night! Nobody should hang their head here, Harper keeps putting in the work. Her time could come soon.
Aiya rolls from the ring and saunters up the ramp, the look on her face not showing the elation of her big win.
Mason: You can tell Aiya is focused on that AMC Broadcast Championship chance that's hers in just two weeks time!
Livingston: I asked who wanted it more, and it was Aiya. But is it focus on her match, or is it her trouble at home that's got her so stone faced?
Mason: Come on, John. Let's not focus on their personal lives. In the ring we just had a match between three great competitors!
The camera cuts to ...
JFS is dressed to the nines in his dark blue suit and Prime colored tie as he leans on the wall outside his office door. He's got a pasted on annoyed expression as he looks at his phone, cursing under his breath. Yaya Banana taps his arm and he shakes his head.
JFS: Listen Yaya, for the last time, NO, I DO NOT know Paul Hogan. Can you understand that?
A door crashing open can be heard, women giggling and Mark laughing makes JFS grind his teeth. He excuses himself from Yaya's presence and marches over to RMK. Mark has a tall blonde woman on each arm, he's dressed in an exaggerated black fur coat with chrome spikes sticking out of the shoulders, his sunglasses have LED lights flashing the RMK letters over and over.
JFS: I see you're blowing your money as quickly as ever. Do you mind telling me why you're 30 minutes late? Do you know a representative from Wendy's was here and they needed promotional shots of you with the belt for their newsletter?
RMK: Bossman! The Big Freakin Boss, Bossy McBosserton, Bossaroonie, how is it hangin man? Look, I've been pretty busy since winning the AMC Broadcast Championship. Your biggest star can't even walk the streets in Australia now without getting swarmed by fans wanting a piece of the Beefcake. Have you met these Russian Women of the Night? This one's name is Slippery, and this one's name is Wet. Put them together and…
JFS: O.K, I don't want to know why or how you got Russian hookers in Australia but that's besides the point. When I schedule you to be at Prime when you have a shoot, I want you here on time! Especially if it's a promo shoot involving the AMC Title.
RMK: OH, speaking of that. I decided, as the champion, I was sick of carrying such a large belt around, you can't even use it to hook your pants into it. Terrible use for a belt. Like, why have a belt when it doesn't do belt functions, am I right or what?
Jordan's eyes widened with realization. He rubbed his eyes then stepped closer to Mark.
JFS: Mark, what did you do? Where is the AMC belt?
RMK: Like I said, man. It just wasn't practical. So I melted it down and now I introduce to you, the AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP WRISTWATCH!
Mark rolls up his fur sleeve to show Jordy the new championship watch.
The crowds can be heard laughing in the background, Jordy staggers back at the sight of it. He starts taking measured breaths, ready to explode at Mark. The Wendy's representative steps into the frame, an older woman in a gray suit and long white hair.
Susan: Mr. Sharpe, I'm glad I ran into you. We still have time to take those promotional shots of Mark Keaton.
JFS: I'm sorry Mrs Rensabble, it seems as though we'll have to take a rain check on those shots. You see, Mark went and…
RMK: Ah ha ha! Bossman! I didn't really melt it down man! Mrs. Ransackrabble whatever your name is, we can start shooting right now, babe.
Mark removes his fur coat, the AMC belt is around his waist, covering up his naked parts. The only thing he's wearing is a white T Shirt with the words - Fuck Machine- on the front. Susan shook her head and quickly walked away. JFS just rolls his eyes and exhales loudly as he sees Mark's outfit.
RMK: What's wrong Bossman? You about to laugh? Out with it Freakcake! Laugh it up bruh!!
JFS quickly walks off camera rubbins his temples. Mark reels in Slippery and Wet then walks to the right as the camera fades to ....
We return to ringside where our PRIME Minister looks to keep her reign intact!
Mason: We've got Narumi Tsutsumi in singles action against Terry Kilgore, and the necklace is on the line!
Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is for the Prime Minister Necklace! 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, 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, wearing the Prime Minister Necklace wrapping her neck, 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 winks at the crowd while brandishing the Prime Minister Necklace with a smile.
DING DING DING
Kilgore cracks Narumi with a knife edge chop to the chest spinning her around. He wraps Narumi in a waistlock and lifts her for a German suplex. Narumi counters using her weight to pull Kilgore down with something akin to an armdrag. Both get to their feet but Kilgore knocks Narumi down with a clothesline. Kilgore then boots her in the ribs with a soccer kick. Narumi picks herself off the mat as Kilgore runs at the ropes. He springs off the middle rope and cracks her with a springboard roundhouse. Kilgore makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi lifts her shoulder off the mat to break the count. Kilgore climbs to the top turnbuckle as Narumi gets to her feet. He throws himself at Narumi with a missile dropkick but Narumi slips to her side and manages to avoid it sending Kilgore crashing to the mat. He lifts himself to his feet but Narumi comes crashing down on him with a fameasser. Kilgore lifts himself to his feet in the corner. He turns as Narumi throws herself at him with a corner splash. He slumps to the ground. Narumi leaps in crashing into Kilgore with a bronco buster. He gets to his feet as Narumi runs cracking him with a Superman punch that drops him to the mat. Narumi hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Kilgore rolls a shoulder high off the mat breaking the count.
Mason: So, so close there!
Livingston: To a one count? I mean, it’s going to take a lot more than that to keep Terry Kilgore down.
Narumi lifts Kilgore to his feet and smacks him with a forearm to the jaw. She strikes with two more before Kilgore blocks a third and knocks her to the mat with one of his own. Kilgore lifts Narumi off the mat and whips her off the ropes. He bends for a backdrop but Narumi manages to counter with a Tonitrus Bolt. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Kilgore rolls to his front to break the count. Narumi lifts him to his feet and this time he manages to hit a back drop to counter. He falls against the ropes but Kilgore pushes himself up and boots Narumi in the gut as she gets to her feet. Kilgore lifts her up and brings her down across his knee with an RP1. He covers Narumi and hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Narumi just manages to lift a shoulder off the mat to break the count.
Mason: So close to the bell ringing right there!
Livingston: Close but still the match continues. Something's gotta give here, Eric!
Kilgore gets to his feet and grabs Narumi’s arms stomping on her chest. He pulls her to her feet and whips Narumi off the ropes. Kilgore grabs her and drives her to the mat with a sidewalk slam. Kilgore stands in the corner and waits as Narumi pulls herself to her feet. He fires at her with a Superkick. Narumi sees it coming and ducks rolling Kilgore with a school boy. He rolls straight to his feet and lashes out with a right hand. Narumi catches it and twists him into a Paymon. Kilgore drops to the mat where Narumi makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall and still possessor of the Prime Minister Necklace... NARUMI TSUTSUMI!!!Mason: How do you stop Narumi Tsutsumi? She wins again! Terry Kilgore pushed her, but still she finds a way to win!
Livingston: You're right Eric, but I actually gotta give Terry some props here. That's the best match I've seen out of him. He took Narumi to her limit. It was a pretty good match.
Narumi holds the necklace above her head, but she does not seem to be her usual self. Nevertheless, she does accept the offer of a handshake from Terry.
Mason: Narumi obviously still dealing mentally with the betrayal of one of her Shinijoshi sisters, Saidie Sharpe.
Livingston: I can tell Saidie lives rent free in Narumi's head, Eric! How is she ever gonna climb the mountaintop again with that weighing her down, huh? At least this match did NOT disappoint here tonight.
The camera cuts to ...
As we rush backstage, we find Jack Severn, laid out with a frozen water bottle next to him! Medical officials rush over to Jack’s side, and Jaden Dubois, Prime’s lead doctor, asks him what happened.
Jack: I don’t know! It just hit me in the back of the head and- Gah! Ow! You know who it was? It was probably Mark Keaton trying to get an edge over me! Thinking he can take me out… Or maybe it was that dumb bear who hangs with Melody, he’s ALWAYS been jealous of what she and I have together and maybe he wants to make sure I won’t make it to the Prime finale… OR MAYBE IT WAS ACE KING! THAT FUCKIN’ BIRTHDAY CAKE EATIN’ FUCK! I SHOULD’VE KNOWN! THE FROZEN WATER BOTTLE! HE’S STEALING MY THING!
Jack looks like an absolute raving lunatic, listing off the various people who may have reason to take him out.
Dubois: Uh, regardless, can you stand? We need to do some tests to see if you can still go tonight-
Jack: OF COURSE I CAN STILL GO, YOU FUCKING MORON!
Dubois: I still have to run those tests-
Jack shoves Dubois off of him, and shakily gets to his feet by gripping some scaffolding.
Jack: I HAVE A TITLE MATCH TONIGHT, YOU KNOW THAT, RIGHT?! NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKIN’ WAY, I HAVE TO PREPARE!
Jack tries to stumble past the doctors, but quickly falls down to his knees. Blood is dripping from his head. Doctors crowd him again, and he shoves them away as Alastor Gray rushes over to his side.
Jack: I’M FINE, GODDAMMIT! ALASTOR, TELL THEM I’M FINE!
Alastor takes a worried look at Jack, and then looks towards the doctor.
Alastor: Alright, alright, stop crowding my client. Doctor, I appreciate the concern, but he doesn’t need your help. As he said, he has a title match to prepare for, and running tests to clear him would just waste everybody’s time.
Alastor turns to Jack and helps him to his feet.
Alastor: Who needs these doctors, anyway. I always know what’s best for you, right? I- I mean WE can’t risk them saying you can’t compete…
Jack hesitates briefly, but nods.
Alastor: Come on, we have some strategy to discuss.
Alastor guides Jack away from the doctors as we the camera goes ....
The carnival clown is found seated in a darkened room, nothing but a single spotlight shines down upon the wooden stool from which he is seated. Stitches has his hand placed in his lap as the FX Broadcast Championship rests precariously over his shoulder. Suddenly there is the sound of footsteps from within the shadows before abruptly a sledgehammer with barbed wire wrapped around it is placed against the carnival clown's throat.
Nevaeh: I could slice your jugular right here and now.
The familiar sound of Nevaeh's voice echoes from within the shadows as she emerges, clutching onto Heaven's Helper with the added twist of barbed wire wrapped around her favourite toy. A sinister smirk permeates the face of the carnival clown as Heaven's Helper is pressed against his throat.
Stitches: But you won't, now will you? Not after everything we've been through.
Nevaeh: You're right, our history is intertwined. But also, I am not one for attacking people from behind. I'd much rather see their faces twist and contort...
Nevaeh lowers Heaven's Helper from the throat of the carnival clown and places her other hand on Stitches' shoulder, directly upon the centerpiece of the FX Broadcast Championship.
Nevaeh: ...but you, clown... you do owe me one thing.
Stitches: And what is that?
Nevaeh: An answer... to my challenge.
The sinister smirk that permeates the face of the carnival clown turns into a sly snicker.
Stitches: You would think, after all these years, you would have learned to let this go... but I understand. It took me having my face carved in two... again, to end my obsession with Candy... so I get it.
The carnival clown remains in a seated position with Nevaeh looming over him.
Stitches: If a match is what you want then I will gladly grant you one. But there is a caveat... it can't be for this, obviously...
The carnival clown looks down at Nevaeh's hand rested upon the FX Broadcast Championship, she quickly removes her hands to make it clear that her intentions weren't to contend for the FX Broadcast Championship.
Stitches: ...but beyond that, there is another caveat. Once I beat you... and I will beat you... this is over. You admit defeat, we are done, and you don't come chasing these ghosts again.
Nevaeh pauses for a moment, contemplating her answer.
Nevaeh: I only need this one opportunity.
With that, Nevaeh disappears back into the shadows from where she had emerged. The carnival clown remains in a seated position, staring deadpan ahead as the sly snicker across his face once again curls back into a sinister smirk as we go to ....
We return to ringside where it's time to get down and dirty with a 'Straya Street Fight, mate!
Mason: Well this one isn't going to be pretty, Sally Talfourd is on her road to WrestleFest but it stops here against Dalilah Ashe and it's an Aussie Rules Street Fight!
The lights fade to blue and red. 'Let Me Out' hits the speakers. In time with the beat, Sally walks to the front of the stage, looking down to her feat. Slowly, as the blue lights fade and the crowd is awash with red, Sally raises one arm, lets out a sharp scream, then slowly makes her way to ringside.
Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is an Aussie Rules Street Fight! Joining us first, making her way to the ring this evening, weighing in at a sublime one-hundred and forty pounds, standing in at five feet and ten inches of perfection, this is ‘The Last Magician’... SALLY TALFOURD!
Sally stands at the base of the steps to the ring, staring now to the space above the ring. Methodically, she climbs the steps, steps through the ropes and strides to the centre of the ring.
Reid: And the opponent, the Most Dangerous of The Deadly Sins. She is the Beautiful Tragedy of the EWC, The Last Temptation:
DALILAH ASHE
Ready For Combat by Icon For Hire begins to play and a purple glow illuminates the arena and a violet mist rises from the stage bringing with it the smell dying roses. The curtain parts as Dalilah Ashe appears wearing a crown of black roses and thorns which prick her pale brow bringing small drops of dark red blood. She opens her arms to hold the crowd in the long cold embrace of her contempt.
Cocking her head to one side and holding her arms stiff at her sides she begins a long zombie walk to the ring, followed closely by her handler Lacey Savage who herself walks in the shadow of her bodyguard Bedlam Briggs. Climbing stiffly up onto the apron Dalilah looms over the audience like some ancient icon of sex and death. She sneers down at them, slowly wetting her painted lips with the tip of her tongue before throwing her head back and screaming like a banshee. Sliding between the ropes with an evil expression she stares down her opponent with a look of contempt and nothing but bad intentions.
DING DING DING
Sally lashes out with a series of forearm smashes that back Ashe up. Sally whips Ashe off the ropes before throwing herself at Ashe with a spinning heel kick that drops her to the mat. Sally runs off the ropes hitting a dropkick to the back of Ashe’s head. Sally gets to her feet and drops down onto Ashe’s knee with a knee drop of her own. Sally attempts to apply a kneebar but Ashe punches her way free. Both get to their feet. Ashe grabs a boomerang from the ring apron and smacks Sally in the gut with it. Ashe brings Sally to the mat with a suplex and drops down onto the back of Sally’s head with a full split legdrop. She rolls Sally over and hooks a leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Sally lifts a shoulder off the mat to break the count. Ashe grabs a can of Monster from the apron and smacks Sally on the side of the head with it. She runs off the ropes and drives Sally down with an axe kick. Ashe rolls Sally over and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Sally rolls Ashe into a small package.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Ashe pushes her way free breaking the count. Both get to their feet. Ashe grabs Sally for a piledriver but she counters with a backdrop. Ashe rolls to her feet but rises into a leg lariat that knocks her back down. Sally hooks a leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Ashe rolls to her side breaking the count.
Mason: This thing is moving at lightning speed to start us off, John.
Livingston: Dalilah is toying with her, I assure you!
Ashe keeps rolling to the outside of the ring. Sally steps through the ropes to follow. Ashe throws an akubra hat at Sally’s face. Temporarily blinded, Sally doesn’t see Ashe crack her with a spinning backfist. Sally staggers and Ashe shoves her into the ringpost. Sally spins and falls to the ringside mats. Ashe approaches dragging a kendo stick behind her. She brings the stick down across Sally’s back. She yells in pain and rolls onto her back as Ashe brings the kendo stick down across Sally’s ribs. Sally clutches her ribs as Ashe slides a chair into the ring and drags Sally to her feet and slides her into the ring. Ashe rolls into the ring and pulls Sally to her feet. Ashe double underhooks Sally and lifts her for Die Monster Die but she brings Sally down across the top rope. Keeping hold of Sally, Ashe lifts her up and brings her down to the mat with a Die Monster Die onto the chair. She rolls Sally over and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Sally gets a hand to the bottom rope breaking the count. Ashe pulls Sally to her feet but Sally counters with a back drop that sends her over the top to the outside. Ashe gets to her feet and slides straight back into the ring but she slides right into an Either Or. Ashe spings back and crashes to the mat where Sally hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Ashe rolls to her front to break the count.
Mason: She dropped to the ring like dead weight and still she kicks out!
Livingston: I don't wanna give her too much credit but it's impressive Sally kicked out. I dunno how they do it sometimes. I'm winded just watching.
Sally lifts Ashe to her feet and whips her into the corner. Sally follows her in with a dropkick. Ashe staggers from the corner as Sally lifts the boomerang and cracks it over Ashe’s head breaking it in half. Sally rolls Ashe over and hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall... SALLY TALFOURD!!!Mason: Just when it looked all over after missing High Hopes, Sally Talfourd manages to pick up a big win here on Prime. Just moments from possible defeat, she kicked the knee out from Dalilah Ashe and managed to pick up the win. Smart wrestling.
Livingston: Possible defeat? POSSIBLE defeat? If Ashe had hit Last Caress, this would have been over. I know it, you know it, Dalilah Ashe knows it and by the gods Sally Talfourd knows it! I'm gonna have to let her give me the Kiss before Dying to make up for it!
Mason: John, why don't we just focus on the match rather than your arousal? Sally is firmly on her way to an Undisputed Championship match at WrestleFest as she rolls through the blue brand!
Sally takes turns on the posts, climbing them with a raised fist before heading through the ropes and up the ramp.
Mason: That was a match of the night any night of the week on any show in my books!
Livingston: Yeah, yeah .. despite the crappy result ... oh god, what's this guy doing here?
'You Ain't Ready' hits the speakers as our PRIME General Manager Jordan Sharpe steps out onto the stage. He waves as the crowd gives him a pop. Jordan starts walking down the ramp with a microphone and he raises it to his lips as Dalilah Ashe still lays in the center of the ring.
JFS: What an incredible match!
The crowd all give their approval. As Dalilah pulls herself into the corner, where she crouches like a feral cat, suspiciously eyeing the authority on Prime.
JFS: Now, Dalilah, win, lose or draw I was always planning to come out here after your match. And that's because we've got a little event coming up here in EWC that you guys may have heard of… Something called Wrestlefest?
Another big cheer from the crowd as he chuckles.
JFS: And we've got a problem! Callie Clark won that Indy Championship but we've got nobody for her to face at Wrestlefest! Well, we didn't…. Until I realized we've got a loose end that needs tied up from this season!
Dalilah has an evil smirk on her face as she begins to see where this is leading.
JFS: So an old rivalry will be renewed at Wrestlefest as YOU, Dalilah Ashe, will go one on one with Callie Clark for the Indy Champio ---
Jordan gets cut off by the music of the Indy Champ!
Bad Reputation hits and Callie walks out onto the stage with Tori Taylor right behind her. The two women make their way to the ring and enter with Callie snatching the mic out of Jordan Sharpe’s hand, causing production to have to get him another mic as he sighs.
Callie: Did I hear my name?
Callie smirks.
Callie: Dalilah, Jordan is right, you will be facing me at Wrestlefest…but little do you know this is exactly what I wanted. As you might remember, earlier this year you were part of a triple threat with Gabi that prevented me from getting my rematch with Scorpio and I’ve gotten my revenge on Gabi by putting her on the shelf, I got revenge on Scorpio for beating me by costing him his match with Cosmo, and now I get rid of the last demon by committing an exorcism on you on the grandest stage of them all!
Pushing her back and shoulders against the turnbuckles Dalilah slowly pushes herself up to her feet, never breaking her gaze away from The Indy Champion, or Tori at her side, while Callie grins at the thought of taking out another competitor. Outside the ring Lacey warns her client to keep her distance as Bedlam climbs up on the ring apron behind her. The sight of Dalilah with Bedlam at her back standing in contrast to Callie and Tori ramps the tension in the arena up to eleven.
Jordan Sharpe moves into the space between them.
JFS: Hey, hey ... we don't need to do this here tonight ladies!
Lacey Savage adds her presence to the negative energy in the ring when she demands a microphone.
Lacey: So let me get this straight you want my client, after suffering two concussions in as many months, to face you at Wrestlefest for the Indy Title? Just because you got yourself pinned by Gabi in your three way dance at Prime 109, now you come looking for payback? Now? When Dalilah is suffering from serious head trauma and is probably too weak to win the title?
The word "weak" woke Dalilah up like an alarm. She snatches the mic out of her manager's hand. Lacey looked at her in shock.
Dalilah: WEAK? How dare you call me weak! YOU, who left me alone in a hospital for weeks after I lost to Scorpio. You, my surrogate mother, who shows me nothing but contempt every time I fail to live up to your expectations. Well "Mother", this time I'm going to surprise you.
She turned to advance on Callie.
Dalilah: YOU'RE ON! At Wrestlefest, you pretty little bitch, I'm finally going to get what should've been mine in the first place.
Callie has an evil smile of her own this time, as she motions to Tori and they turn and leave the ring, leaving Jordan with Dalilah. He offers a handshake but she does not take it as the camera cuts to ...
Narumi Tsutsumi and Headhuntress Aiya are walking backstage discussing their earlier matchups, as they do so you can tell Narumi is distracted. Aiya’s eyebrows furrow before she speaks up.
Aiya: Narumi? What’s up?
Narumi: This has gotten out of hand, even the others are getting frustrated with Saidie harming Shinijoshi moral. We need to do better for them and the fans that count on us, plus she can't just betray us and then try ignoring us like this.
Aiya nods, the conversation shifting over now on what to do with the rogue Saidie. The two are so locked in conversation that they do not hear footsteps from around the corner behind them as they pass a corridor.
Saidie Sharpe comes out of nowhere, swinging a kendo stick to the back of Narumi's neck! Narumi goes down to one knee as Saidie swings it again into Narumi's back!
Saidie: You want my attention? YOU WANT ME TO ACKNOWLEDGE YOU, HUH? How's this Narumi?
She goes to swing the kendo stick again but Aiya snaps out of her shock and grabs it from her, pushing her against a nearby wall.
Aiya: SAIDIE! ENOUGH! … Please.
Aiya’s whole body is trembling as she keeps Saidie pinned to ensure she doesn’t try anything hasty once again. She looks frantically .. almost desperately into her eyes.
Aiya: Our anniversary just passed not too long ago. You know how much it sucked not having you to celebrate that?! Look … you’ve made it clear enough over Fighter Talk you don’t intend to join The House. So just …. Come back to us. Or at least me … please.
Saidie is breathing heavily as she looks into Aiya's eyes. She ignores what Aiya has to say as she simply rips her promise ring off of her finger and shoves it into Aiya's chest.
Saidie: You can decide whether or not you want me to have this back after I'm done doing what I'm doing. After I'm done with her.
She storms off, taking another look at a grounded Narumi who is seething. Tears are threatening to fall down Aiya’s face, but she ignores them and runs over to check on Narumi as we hear Saidie whistling(?!) off in the distance as we go to ....
AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
SINGLES CONTEST
Jack Severn
Vs RMK
WENDY'S BACONATOR BOUNTY: JACK SEVERN
Match Writer: EWC Staff Assistant: Em
We return to ringside where it's time to determine our Broadcast Champion! It's our main event!
Mason: Chaos all over this arena but we've got a championship to decide, it's Jack Severn and Mark Keaton for the title!
Reid: The following match, set for one fall, is for the AMC Broadcast Championship! Joining us first, Milwaukee, Wisconsin and weighing in at 220 pounds... Prime Time JACK SEVERN!
'15 Minutes' by Shattered Skies hits as Jack walks down to the ring once the lyrics start, smiling with the utmost confidence in his face. He claps for himself, mocking the crowd, as he walks all the way down to commentary, asking them who they think is going to win, angrily throwing a water bottle when they don't answer. Once in the center of the ring, he relishes in the crowd's hatred, mocking them and their heroes. He leans up against the ropes with one foot on the middle rope, screaming maniacally at the hard camera about how he's going to win and step closer to his destiny. He throws off his jacket, fired up.
Reid: And the opponent, from Toronto Ontario Canada and weighing in at 229 pounds, he is the AMC Broadcast Champion... MARK KEATON!
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.
DING DING DING
Severn runs at Keaton hitting him with a spinning backfist before chopping him hard across the chest. Severn whips Keaton off the ropes. Severn lashes out with a lariat that Keaton manages to duck. He turns and eats a superkick from Severn that knocks him to the mat. Keaton tries to roll to his feet but Severn stops down on him. He pulls Keaton to his feet and whips him to the corner. Severn follows hitting a running European uppercut that spins Keaton around. Severn rolls Keaton up with a school boy as the referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Keaton rolls out breaking the count. He rolls to his feet and cracks Severn with a raised knee. Keaton peppers Severn with a series of left jabs and a right haymaker that staggers him. Severn regains his footing and runs at Keaton who scoops Severn up for a bodyslam but drops to the mat with a powerslam. He hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Severn raises a shoulder up off the mat to break the count.
Mason: A big kick out there!
Livingston: Smart of Mark Keaton though. You notice he was holding down one arm with his knee forcing him to use the other arm, he may seem like just a beefcake but the man can wrestle, Eric!
Keaton lifts Severn to his feet and brings an elbow down across the back of his neck before lifting Severn and bringing him down over his knee with a back breaker. Keaton drops down on Severn with a series of three quick elbow drops before slipping to the second rope and dropping down with a legdrop. Keaton makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Severn pushes his way free breaking the count. Severn gets to his feet but Keaton takes him to the mat with a chop block. Keaton grabs Severn’s left leg and drops both knees down onto Severn’s knee. Keaton uses his own knee to press down and twist Severn’s. Severn yells in pain. Keaton grabs the leg and twists Severn into a Deep Single Leg Boston Crab. Keaton wrenches down on the knee as Severn screams in pain. Keaton pushes his knee into the back of Severn’s head before sitting down to up the pressure of the hold. Eventually Severn manages to get a finger onto the bottom rope to force a break.
Mason: I was sure that was going to lead to a title defence!
Livingston: Severn is a genius, Eric! Don't forget that! Look at the ring awareness!
Keaton climbs to the top turnbuckle as Severn pulls himself to his feet. Keaton leaps with a high cross body but Severn rolls through it into a cover of his own. The referee counts.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Keaton pushes his way free. Both get to their feet where Keaton lashes out with a right hand. Severn ducks and sends Keaton crashing into the corner with a dragon suplex. Severn drags Keaton to his feet and hoists him up onto his shoulders. He grits his teeth as he runs dumping Keaton over the top rope onto the apron with Dead, Dead And Deader. Severn drags a limp Keaton into the ring and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Keaton rolls to his side as he lifts a shoulder from the mat to break the count.
Mason: I thought we had a new champion right there!
Livingston: Mark Keaton told me earlier ‘you’ll need to kill me to take my championship’ he may be one of the few where that needs to be taken at it’s word!
Severn rolls to the ring apron and pulls himself to the top turnbuckle as Keaton pulls himself to his feet. Severn leaps hitting Keaton with a Codebreaker. Keaton falls back to the mat as Severn clutches his injured knee. He drags himself over and makes a cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Keaton lifts a shoulder off the mat to break the count. Both slowly get to their feet. Somehow, Keaton is on his ahead of Severn. Keaton grabs Severn and brings him to the mat again and again and again with a 3DT. Keaton hooks the leg.
ONE…
TWO…
THR… NO! KICK OUT!
Severn rolls to his front breaking the count.
Mason: How is this match still going? Both men should be down and out!
Livingston: Exactly! I can see with my own eyes, I don’t even need the monitor, they were out cold and STILL they managed to kick out!
Keaton lifts Severn to his feet. Severn rams his shoulder into the gut of Keaton. Severn positions Keaton for a Catalyst Crusher. Before he can hit it, Keaton punches Severn in the gut to counter. Keaton lifts Severn up draping him on the top rope. He then drops hitting a Hangover 1980. Severn drops to the mat. Keaton makes the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING
Reid: And your winner, via pinfall, and STILL AMC Broadcast Champion... MARK KEATON!!!Keaton climbs each turnbuckle. He flexes his bicep with one arm and holds his championship in the air with the other.
Mason: What a match! What! A! Match! Mark Keaton had to counter when he did. He got an opportunity to hit his finisher and he picked up a big win and a huge championship defense from that counter!
Livingston: From that counter alright. Had Jack Severn not been countered, had he hit the Catalyst Crusher, we would be celebrating a new AMC Broadcast champion. THAT is how much of this match was riding on that counter!
We see Mark Keaton start heading down the ramp, Slippery and Wet both meet him one on each arm as they hand him his sunglasses and hold his title for him as Jack Severn is left seething in the ring.
Mason: Well Mark Keaton is still with his championship belt and he's 25 thousand dollars richer thanks to the Baconator Bounty! A fantastic main event to end off our night here in Australia, we wanna thank everyone for tuning in! For all of our team here on PRIME including my broadcast partner John Livingston, I am Eric Mason and we will see you in TWO WEEKS for our HUGE season finale LIVE from Arthur Ashe Stadium! Goodnight everyone!
Mark Keaton is still partying on the entrance stage, as we slowly fade to black ....
END SCREEN
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SEGMENT WRITERS
RMK
JFS
HEADHUNTRESS AIYA
NARUMI TSUTSUMI
SAIDIE SHARPE
CALLIE CLARK
DALILAH ASHE
STITCHES
NEVAEH
JACK SEVERN
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RECAP OF WINNERS
A FAITHFUL CHANCE THREEWAY MATCH
Headhuntress Aiya Vs Harper Mason Vs Marquis Hathaway
WINNER(S): Headhuntress Aiya
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FOR THE PRIME MINISTER NECKLACE
Terry Kilgore Vs Narumi Tsutsumi
WINNER(S): Narumi Tsutsumi
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AUSSIE RULES STREET FIGHT
Dalilah Ashe Vs Sally Talfourd
WINNER(S): Sally Talfourd
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AMC BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP
Jack Severn Vs RMK (C)
WINNER(S): RMK (STILL AMC Broadcast Champion)
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Dalilah Ashe Vs Sally Talfourd
Narumi Tsutsumi & Sally Talfourd
RMK ($25K)
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