EAM Promotions - Season 17

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show opens with a promo from a guy that's not known for the EAM universe. He introduce himself as " The Rebel " Starbuck, and he is the owner of Finnish Wrestling Promotion, Slam! Wrestling, who has monopoly on hosting wrestling shows in Estonia as well. He find this whole " Tangle In Tallinn " PPV to be a mockery of him and what he has achieved, so he is challenging the one that's in charge of this circus; Randy Orton! We cut to the Jamboree vignette....

Daniel and Nigel welcome us to yet another episode of Monday Night Jamboree before announcing that they just recieved the word that tonights main event will be Lucha Bros defending their EAM Tag Team Championships against reDragon, but not only that, they have recieved the news that at the upcoming PPV, which will be historical because it is EAM's first visit to Estonia ever, will feature a " Blast From The Past " Tag Team Gauntlet Match, and strap on, because this is crazy, the match will contain nothing less than 20 teams!!! And the winner will recieve a title match for the EAM Tag Team Championships at a later date! Bryan and Nigel gets brutally interrupted then as Aaron Stevens and Logan Paul makes their way out. Aaron cut's his usual sthick promo, before Ospreay's music cranks the arena speakers. Bryan and Nigel can then inform us that this match between Ospreay and Paul is a rematch from about a month ago, in which Ospreay won. But that was before Logan had Stevens at ringside, cheating....

Singles Matchup
Winner gets added to the scramble matchup at " Tangle In Tallinn "
Will Ospreay Vs Logan Paul w/Aaron Stevens

We cut to the backstage area then where Johnny Gargano and John Morrison are catching up as general manager Randy Orton walks by. He says it's nice to see them talking about old times. But why not let by-gones be by-gones huh? To Orton it seems like both of them needs some new focus right now, and that's exactly what Orton is gonna give them. Actually, you know what, you two are up next, against each other. There might even be a small reward to the winner. Just to give you a little extra encouragment....

Singles Matchup
Johnny Gargano Vs John Morrison

As we get back from commercial break we cut to the backstage area, more exactly the office of general manager Randy Orton. Orton is sitting behind his desk as a person walks into his office. Orton looks up into a face he hasn't seen for a very long time. He gets up and shakes hands with " The Devil's favourite Demon " Kane. Orton says it's awesome that he can do this, and that he really appreciate it. They talk a bit about old times when a furious EAM World Heavyweight Champion; Maxwell Jacob Friedman bursts into the office. He wants to make it pretty clear to everyone, especially Orton. That he is not going to Estonia to defend his title against some mid-carder. Hell, he doesn't even know where Estonia is! Don't count on him, because he is not going! And nobody can make him! Kane starts to get up then but MJF quickly leaves the scene. Orton just shakes his head, telling Kane that he should not be bothered by MJF, because that's how he is all the time, really. There is suddenly another knock at the office door, as Danhausen puts his head trough the door, asking Orton if he wanted to see him... We cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....

EAM Tag Team Championships Matchup (read below first)
Lucha Bros (Rey Fenix & Pentagon Jr.) (c) Vs reDragon (Kyle O' Reilly & Bobby Fish)

- Young Bucks and Hardy Boyz interferes in the match. Jeff even brings out a big ladder which gets used as both as a weapon and as a ramp for Jeff to jump from. It's utter chaos and the match is ruled a no-contest, with security and EMT's running down to the ramp, trying to seperate the 8 men from each other as the show comes to an end....

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show opens with a promo from a guy that's not known for the EAM universe. He introduce himself as " The Rebel " Starbuck, and he is the owner of Finnish Wrestling Promotion, Slam! Wrestling, who has monopoly on hosting wrestling shows in Estonia as well. He find this whole " Tangle In Tallinn " PPV to be a mockery of him and what he has achieved, so he is challenging the one that's in charge of this circus; Randy Orton! We cut to the Jamboree vignette....

Daniel and Nigel welcome us to yet another episode of Monday Night Jamboree before announcing that they just recieved the word that tonights main event will be Lucha Bros defending their EAM Tag Team Championships against reDragon, but not only that, they have recieved the news that at the upcoming PPV, which will be historical because it is EAM's first visit to Estonia ever, will feature a " Blast From The Past " Tag Team Gauntlet Match, and strap on, because this is crazy, the match will contain nothing less than 20 teams!!! And the winner will recieve a title match for the EAM Tag Team Championships at a later date! Bryan and Nigel gets brutally interrupted then as Aaron Stevens and Logan Paul makes their way out. Aaron cut's his usual sthick promo, before Ospreay's music cranks the arena speakers. Bryan and Nigel can then inform us that this match between Ospreay and Paul is a rematch from about a month ago, in which Ospreay won. But that was before Logan had Stevens at ringside, cheating....

Singles Matchup
Winner gets added to the scramble matchup at " Tangle In Tallinn "
Will Ospreay Vs Logan Paul w/Aaron Stevens

The bell rings, and the contrast in styles is immediate. Will Ospreay, the "Aerial Assassin," dazzles the crowd with a lightning-fast sequence of handsprings and backflips, while Logan Paul—ever the natural athlete—shows off his explosive amateur wrestling background, catching Ospreay mid-air with a powerful powerslam.

The match is a high-stakes tug-of-war. Ospreay nails a stunning OsCutter, but Paul rolls through the impact, demonstrating a ring awareness that belies his years in the sport. At ringside, Aaron Stevens is a constant nuisance, shouting instructions and occasionally grabbing Ospreay’s ankle to break his momentum.

As Ospreay scales the turnbuckle for the Hidden Blade, Stevens jumps onto the apron, frantically waving his arms to distract the referee. Fed up with the constant interference, the official stops the count, points a stern finger at the entranceway, and ejects Stevens from ringside. The arena erupts as a fuming Stevens is escorted backstage, leaving Logan Paul truly on his own for the first time.

Ospreay senses the opening and goes for a springboard, but Paul—displaying his uncanny "One Lucky Punch" timing—catches Ospreay flush in the jaw as he descends. Dazed, Ospreay stumbles back. Logan quickly maneuvers behind him, hoisting him up for a thunderous Paul from Grace (Hangman’s Neckbreaker/Facebuster combo).

Paul quickly hooks the leg, leaning his full weight into the cover. The referee counts a fast three, and Logan Paul steals the victory.

Winner: Logan Paul

With this win, Logan Paul officially punches his ticket to the high-stakes Scramble Match in Estonia. He stands over a fallen Ospreay, mocking the "Aerial Assassin" with a salute as the "Tangle In Tallinn" logo flashes on the screen.

We cut to the backstage area then where Johnny Gargano and John Morrison are catching up as general manager Randy Orton walks by. He says it's nice to see them talking about old times. But why not let by-gones be by-gones huh? To Orton it seems like both of them needs some new focus right now, and that's exactly what Orton is gonna give them. Actually, you know what, you two are up next, against each other. There might even be a small reward to the winner. Just to give you a little extra encouragment....

Singles Matchup
Johnny Gargano Vs John Morrison

The lights dim as Johnny Gargano and John Morrison circle one another, the crowd split between "Johnny Wrestling" and "Johnny Drip Drip." From the opening bell, the match is a high-speed chess game. Gargano looks to ground the veteran with technical transitions and a tight Garga-No-Escape attempt, but Morrison’s legendary agility allows him to kip-up and cartwheel out of harm's way, mocking Gargano with a slow-motion pose.

The momentum shifts when the fight spills to the outside. Morrison showcases his "Prince of Parkour" roots, using the steel steps as a launching pad for a breathtaking disaster kick that sends Gargano spiraling into the barricade. Not to be outdone, Gargano recovers and nails a Slingshot Spear through the ropes, nearly securing a three-count that leaves the arena gasping.

As the match reaches its fever pitch, the two trade a series of standing switches and counters
Gargano connects with a Superkick, but Morrison uses the ropes to stay upright, Morrison responds with a Moonlight Drive, but Gargano kicks out at a razor-thin 2.9.
Gargano ascends the turnbuckle for a final blow, but Morrison hits a Springboard Roundhouse Kick that dazes the challenger.

With Gargano slumped near the corner, Morrison seizes the moment. He scales the ropes with feline grace, twisting his body in mid-air for a flawless Starship Pain. He lands flush, hooking the leg as the referee’s hand hits the mat for the three.

Winner: John Morrison

Morrison celebrates atop the turnbuckle, dripping with confidence, while a frustrated Gargano watches from the canvas, realizing he was just one step behind the Hollywood star.

As we get back from commercial break we cut to the backstage area, more exactly the office of general manager Randy Orton. Orton is sitting behind his desk as a person walks into his office. Orton looks up into a face he hasn't seen for a very long time. He gets up and shakes hands with " The Devil's favourite Demon " Kane. Orton says it's awesome that he can do this, and that he really appreciate it. They talk a bit about old times when a furious EAM World Heavyweight Champion; Maxwell Jacob Friedman bursts into the office. He wants to make it pretty clear to everyone, especially Orton. That he is not going to Estonia to defend his title against some mid-carder. Hell, he doesn't even know where Estonia is! Don't count on him, because he is not going! And nobody can make him! Kane starts to get up then but MJF quickly leaves the scene. Orton just shakes his head, telling Kane that he should not be bothered by MJF, because that's how he is all the time, really. There is suddenly another knock at the office door, as Danhausen puts his head trough the door, asking Orton if he wanted to see him... We cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....

EAM Tag Team Championships Matchup
Lucha Bros (Rey Fenix & Pentagon Jr.) (c) Vs reDragon (Kyle O' Reilly & Bobby Fish)

The atmosphere in the arena is electric as the Lucha Bros and reDRagon push the pace to a fever pitch. Rey Fenix just cleared the top rope with a corkscrew moonsault, wiping out Bobby Fish, while Pentagon Jr. and Kyle O’Reilly trade blistering stiff strikes in the center of the ring. The "Cero Miedo" chants are deafening, but just as Pentagon sets up for the Fear Factor, the energy in the building shifts from excitement to pure shock.

Suddenly, the Young Bucks storm the ring from the crowd, superkicking anything that moves. Before the referee can even process the intrusion, the Hardy Boyz emerge from the tunnel to a massive ovation, turning a championship classic into a four-way demolition derby.

The ring transforms into a construction zone as Jeff Hardy drags a massive 20-foot ladder from under the ring. He doesn't just use it as a weapon to clear the apron; he wedges it against the corner turnbuckle, creating a steep, narrow ramp. As Matt Hardy holds Fish and Fenix down on a pair of shattered tables, Jeff sprints up the metal rungs with terrifying speed. He launches himself into a Swanton Bomb from the heavens, crashing into the pile of humanity below.

The referee has long since signaled for a No-Contest, but the bell is drowned out by the sound of splintering wood and steel. Security and EMTs flood the arena, desperately trying to separate the eight men amidst the wreckage. The show fades to black on a scene of total carnage, with no clear champions—only chaos.

Match is ruled NO-CONTEST

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Episode #85


Show opens with a video, showing the moment where Julia Hart sent Mickie James to hospital. Whe then see brief glimpses and clips from what heppened afterwards. Emil A. talking to the doctors, sitting outside Mickie's room... Then we can hear the doctors voice, as a voiceover;

" Sometimes… it’s not about strength. It’s about risk "

" You should prepare for every possibility "

We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


As the show opens in the arena, IIconics' music cranks the arena speakers. Billie and Peyton walks out on the stage, to a mixed reaction from the crowd, but mostly booo's.

Billie Kay:
OI! OI! OI! Cut the music! Cut it! Because we have an announcement that is going to change the trajectory of the women’s tag team division forever!

Peyton Royce:
Forever, Billie. And when we say forever… we mean until we decide otherwise.

Billie:
Now, for weeks — WEEKS — people have been asking, “Why are The IIconics attacking the champions?”
Why are we ambushing them backstage?
Why are we costing them interviews?
Why are we showing up out of nowhere like the glamorous vengeance fairies that we are?

Peyton:
It’s simple. We were tired of watching two human wrecking balls stomp around with our championships.

Billie:
Our division!

Peyton:
Our spotlight!

Billie:
And quite frankly? Our camera time.

Peyton:
You see, Piper Niven and Nia Jax think being champions means you get to sit on your thrones, squash whoever gets thrown at you, and pretend that makes you dominant.

Billie:
But dominance? It’s not about size. It’s not about brute strength. It’s about impact.

Peyton:
And nobody makes an impact like The IIconics.

Billie (smirking):
Every time you turn around — we’re there.
Locker room? We’re there.
Parking lot? We’re there.
In your heads? Oh babes… we own real estate.

Peyton (tone shifts, slightly darker):
You may be champions. But lately? You don’t look in control.
You look paranoid.
You look frustrated.
You look… hunted.

Billie:
And when we finally step into that ring for those titles? It won’t be an ambush.

Peyton:
It’ll be a coronation.

Billie & Peyton together:
It'll be IIconic!!!

They are interrupted then, as the entrance music of The Hex, are cranking the arena speakers. Billie and Peyton pouts, but leaves the ring and escapes trough the audience as Allysin and Marti enters the stage for our first match of the evening...


Tag Team Matchup
The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard

As we get back from commercial break, we cut to the backstage area, or more precise, the parking lot area for some reason. We can then hear the faint sound of an engine turning over. Headlights slice through the darkness. A sleek black car pulls into the arena parking lot. Expensive. Polished. The kind of car that doesn’t arrive — it announces. The engine shuts off then.

Silence.

The camera drops low. We never see above the waist.

The driver’s side door opens. Long legs step out onto the pavement — deliberate, unhurried. Heels touch concrete with authority. The sound echoes. She stands there for a moment. There is utter silence...

The camera angle stays low. No face. No reveal.

A production assistant approaches off-screen.

Production Assistant (nervous):
“Uh… can I help you?”

There is a pause. We don’t hear her voice. But we hear the assistant swallow.

Production Assistant (nervous):
“…Right this way.”

The camera lingers as she walks forward. Every step confident. Calculated. Not rushed.

As she passes the camera, it catches one subtle detail:

A manicured hand rests briefly on the car door before closing it.

On her finger — a ring shaped like a lightning bolt....

We cut back to the arena for our next matchup...


NWA World Women's Championship Matchup
Kenzie Paige (c) Vs Kamille

As we get back from commercial break, we once again cut to the ring, where EAM Women's Tag Team Champions; Piper Niven and Nia Jax are cutting a promo.

Nia:
For weeks, We have let Billie and Peyton run around. Jumping from behind. Screaming into cameras. Acting like they are a problem for us. Acting like they suddenly are a danger to us.

You’re not dangerous.
You’re annoying!

Piper Niven:
You want to know why we haven’t chased you down?
Because we don’t swat flies with sledgehammers.

Nia:
You think we’re paranoid? No! We’re patient. Every sneak attack. Every cheap shot. Every time you tried to embarrass us?
We let it happen.

Piper (steps forward):
Because when you finally stop running… when you finally have to stand across from us in that ring… there won’t be a locker room to hide in.

No surprise attacks.
No numbers game.
No escape routes.

Just two women who outweigh you, outfight you, and will absolutely break you.

Nia (cold smile):
You wanted our attention. Congratulations.

You’ve got it.

Piper:
And the next time you try to “make an impact”? We’ll make sure you feel one!

They drop their mic' adjusts their tag team titles and leaves the ring....


Before our main event, we go backstage to the gorilla position, where Becky Lynch is getting herself ready, both physically and mentally when Taya Valkyrie walks by. She does not make any fuzz, but the few words she says is enough to ignite something in Becky.

Taya: Good luck tonight Becky. Break a leg!

Before Becky manage to come up with a response, because she gets so taken by surprise, Taya is gone and Becky's music cranks the arena speakers....

Fatal 4-Way Matchup - Winner will be added to the Scramble matchup (Read Below First)
Charlotte Flair Vs Becky Lynch Vs AJ Lee Vs Natalya Neidhart

- Candice LeRae interferes during the match and takes out AJ Lee. Becky suddenly feel's very out of focus during the matchup.

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Episode #85


Show opens with a video, showing the moment where Julia Hart sent Mickie James to hospital. Whe then see brief glimpses and clips from what heppened afterwards. Emil A. talking to the doctors, sitting outside Mickie's room... Then we can hear the doctors voice, as a voiceover;

" Sometimes… it’s not about strength. It’s about risk "

" You should prepare for every possibility "

We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


As the show opens in the arena, IIconics' music cranks the arena speakers. Billie and Peyton walks out on the stage, to a mixed reaction from the crowd, but mostly booo's.

Billie Kay:
OI! OI! OI! Cut the music! Cut it! Because we have an announcement that is going to change the trajectory of the women’s tag team division forever!

Peyton Royce:
Forever, Billie. And when we say forever… we mean until we decide otherwise.

Billie:
Now, for weeks — WEEKS — people have been asking, “Why are The IIconics attacking the champions?”
Why are we ambushing them backstage?
Why are we costing them interviews?
Why are we showing up out of nowhere like the glamorous vengeance fairies that we are?

Peyton:
It’s simple. We were tired of watching two human wrecking balls stomp around with our championships.

Billie:
Our division!

Peyton:
Our spotlight!

Billie:
And quite frankly? Our camera time.

Peyton:
You see, Piper Niven and Nia Jax think being champions means you get to sit on your thrones, squash whoever gets thrown at you, and pretend that makes you dominant.

Billie:
But dominance? It’s not about size. It’s not about brute strength. It’s about impact.

Peyton:
And nobody makes an impact like The IIconics.

Billie (smirking):
Every time you turn around — we’re there.
Locker room? We’re there.
Parking lot? We’re there.
In your heads? Oh babes… we own real estate.

Peyton (tone shifts, slightly darker):
You may be champions. But lately? You don’t look in control.
You look paranoid.
You look frustrated.
You look… hunted.

Billie:
And when we finally step into that ring for those titles? It won’t be an ambush.

Peyton:
It’ll be a coronation.

Billie & Peyton together:
It'll be IIconic!!!

They are interrupted then, as the entrance music of The Hex, are cranking the arena speakers. Billie and Peyton pouts, but leaves the ring and escapes trough the audience as Allysin and Marti enters the stage for our first match of the evening...


Tag Team Matchup
The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard

The chemistry of The Hex (Allysin Kay and Marti Belle) was on full display early, as their seamless double-teaming kept the makeshift powerhouse duo of Deonna Purrazzo and Tessa Blanchard off balance. Kay’s raw power and Belle’s agility forced Purrazzo into a defensive shell, but "The Virtuosa" is never more dangerous than when she's cornered.

After a desperate tag to Blanchard, the momentum shifted violently. Tessa entered the ring like a wrecking ball, leveling Marti with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker before trading heavy forearms with Kay. The match devolved into a chaotic four-way brawl, ending with Kay being dumped over the top rope by a double-shoulder block.

Marti Belle attempted a rollup on Purrazzo, but Deonna smoothly transitioned the momentum into the Venus de Milo. As Belle screamed in pain, Kay rushed in to break the hold, only to be intercepted by a devastating Slingshot Suplex from Blanchard. With Kay neutralized, Purrazzo tightened the bridge. Marti had no choice but to tap out.

Winners: Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard

As we get back from commercial break, we cut to the backstage area, or more precise, the parking lot area for some reason. We can then hear the faint sound of an engine turning over. Headlights slice through the darkness. A sleek black car pulls into the arena parking lot. Expensive. Polished. The kind of car that doesn’t arrive — it announces. The engine shuts off then.

Silence.

The camera drops low. We never see above the waist.

The driver’s side door opens. Long legs step out onto the pavement — deliberate, unhurried. Heels touch concrete with authority. The sound echoes. She stands there for a moment. There is utter silence...

The camera angle stays low. No face. No reveal.

A production assistant approaches off-screen.

Production Assistant (nervous):
“Uh… can I help you?”

There is a pause. We don’t hear her voice. But we hear the assistant swallow.

Production Assistant (nervous):
“…Right this way.”

The camera lingers as she walks forward. Every step confident. Calculated. Not rushed.

As she passes the camera, it catches one subtle detail:

A manicured hand rests briefly on the car door before closing it.

On her finger — a ring shaped like a lightning bolt....

We cut back to the arena for our next matchup...


NWA World Women's Championship Matchup
Kenzie Paige (c) Vs Kamille

This was the classic tale of the "Brickhouse" versus the "Prodigy." Kamille used her massive strength advantage to toss the champion across the ring with ease, punishing Paige with gutwrench suplexes and a suffocating bearhug. For much of the match, it looked like the title was headed back to the former champion’s waist.

However, Kenzie Paige proved why she’s the face of the new era. Utilizing her speed and a "win at all costs" mentality, Paige targeted Kamille’s left knee, using the ring posts and the apron to chip away at the powerhouse’s foundation.

The climax came when Kamille signaled for the Spear. As she charged, her knee buckled slightly, giving Paige just enough time to sidestep and send Kamille crashing into an exposed turnbuckle. With the challenger dazed, Paige didn't go for a flashy maneuver; she used a handful of tights and a bridge on a sunset flip. The referee counted to three before Kamille could power out, leaving the challenger fuming as Paige escaped with the "Burke."

Winner: Kenzie Paige

As we get back from commercial break, we once again cut to the ring, where EAM Women's Tag Team Champions; Piper Niven and Nia Jax are cutting a promo.

Nia:
For weeks, We have let Billie and Peyton run around. Jumping from behind. Screaming into cameras. Acting like they are a problem for us. Acting like they suddenly are a danger to us.

You’re not dangerous.
You’re annoying!

Piper Niven:
You want to know why we haven’t chased you down?
Because we don’t swat flies with sledgehammers.

Nia:
You think we’re paranoid? No! We’re patient. Every sneak attack. Every cheap shot. Every time you tried to embarrass us?
We let it happen.

Piper (steps forward):
Because when you finally stop running… when you finally have to stand across from us in that ring… there won’t be a locker room to hide in.

No surprise attacks.
No numbers game.
No escape routes.

Just two women who outweigh you, outfight you, and will absolutely break you.

Nia (cold smile):
You wanted our attention. Congratulations.

You’ve got it.

Piper:
And the next time you try to “make an impact”? We’ll make sure you feel one!

They drop their mic' adjusts their tag team titles and leaves the ring....


Before our main event, we go backstage to the gorilla position, where Becky Lynch is getting herself ready, both physically and mentally when Taya Valkyrie walks by. She does not make any fuzz, but the few words she says is enough to ignite something in Becky.

Taya: Good luck tonight Becky. Break a leg!

Before Becky manage to come up with a response, because she gets so taken by surprise, Taya is gone and Becky's music cranks the arena speakers....

Fatal 4-Way Matchup - Winner will be added to the Scramble matchup (Read Below First)
Charlotte Flair Vs Becky Lynch Vs AJ Lee Vs Natalya Neidhart

The stakes were astronomical, with a spot in the Scramble Match on the line. The match began with a technical masterclass between Natalya and Becky Lynch, while Charlotte Flair and AJ Lee circled like sharks. However, the atmosphere quickly shifted from competitive to bizarre.

Halfway through the bout, Becky Lynch—usually the most composed tactician in the ring—stumbled back toward the ropes. Her eyes glazed over, and she appeared completely disoriented, wandering into a Dis-arm-her attempt that she forgot to lock in. This "out of focus" state allowed Natalya to take control, grounding Becky with a Michinoku Driver.

Meanwhile, AJ Lee took advantage of the chaos, clearing the ring with a series of high-flying maneuvers. She looked poised to lock the Black Widow on Charlotte, but the lights seemed to dim at the entrance ramp. Suddenly, Candice LeRae slid into the ring from the blind side. With a surgical strike, LeRae leveled AJ with a wicked Wicked Witch-style DDT on the apron before vanishing back into the crowd.

The match broke down into a three-way scramble. Natalya locked the Sharpshooter on the still-dazed Becky Lynch. Becky sat in the hold, staring blankly at the turnbuckle rather than fighting. Seeing her opening, Charlotte Flair entered the ring like a predator. She didn't break the hold; instead, she leveled Natalya with a thunderous Big Boot to the side of the head.

As Natalya tumbled out of the ring, Charlotte turned her attention to the incapacitated "Man." With a smirk of royal entitlement, Charlotte applied the Figure-Eight Leglock. Becky offered no resistance, her mind seemingly miles away as her body gave out. The referee called for the bell, handing "The Queen" her ticket to the Scramble.

Winner: Charlotte Flair

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


We get a recap of what happened last week, and we get to see what happened in the EAM Tag Team Championships matchup. Then Orton appears, and declares that with so much chaos going in in the tag team division, desperate measures have to be taken to get to some conclusions. That's why, after last weeks escapades, he has decided that The EAM Tag Team Championships will be defended at the upcoming PPV from Estonia, and since it seems everyone is so found of ladders, Orton has decided that the match should be a Ladder War! We then get the graphics on the screen, making it official. Lucha Bros will be defending their titles at the upcoming " Tangle in Tallinn " PPV, against reDragon, Young Bucks and Hardy Boyz, in a Ladder War. We then cut to the Jamboree vignette....


Show opens in the arena, where EAM Intercontinental Champion; Orange Cassidy is already in the ring. The title draped over his shoulder, sunglasses as usual, and microphone in his hand. Nigel and Bryan on commentary comments on this, as Cassidy barely speaks ever. This gotta be special, no doubt.

Cassidy:
Is this on?

Tap, tap tap....

Cassidy:
Ok.... So, I'm The EAM Intercontinental Champion....

This gets a small pop from the crowd.

Cassidy:
That’s… pretty cool. Right?!

He shrugs....

Cassidy:
So...I was told to go out here and cut a promo....
They told me I should go out here and say something meaningful.
Something about legacy.
Something about work ethics.
Something about defending this title against " the very best in the business " or whatnot...
Something about what it means to be a champion....
But I don't really care about those things....
I don't really care about most things....

Because every time someone talks about “competition,” it’s the same thing.
“I’m the best.”
“They’re the best.”
“This is the toughest roster ever.”

He shrugs.

Cassidy:
It’s wrestling. Everyone thinks they’re good.

He leans on the ropes.

Cassidy:
If you want competition… you show up. You wrestle. You find out. Simple.

Another pause as he looks down at the championship.

Cassidy:
They also told me to talk about legacy. Which is weird. Because I don’t really think about that stuff. But… if you’re gonna talk about this title — about history — you kinda have to talk about the people who built this place.

He adjusts the belt on his shoulder.

Cassidy:
Like Colt Cabana.

Crowd pops warmly.

Cassidy:
Who can forget his match against Samoa Joe at Grandslam 5 huh?

Crowd pops again.

Cassidy:
He’s not out here anymore. He’s not asking for a match. He’s not chasing this. He’s backstage. Making sure this place runs. Making sure guys like me don’t mess it up too bad.

Small smirk...

Cassidy:
Colt wrestled everywhere. Fought everyone. Made people laugh. Made people better.And he didn’t need to scream about it every week.

Pause...

Cassidy:
That’s history. Not the loudest guy. Not the flashiest guy. Just… always there. Especially for the fans. Always Reliable...

He leans back into the corner.

Cassidy:
So if I’m supposed to talk about competition… Maybe that’s it. Maybe it’s not about who yells the most. Maybe it’s about who’s still standing here years from now…
Still defending this…
Still making this place better than they found it.

He shrugs....

Cassidy:
I don’t know, really...

He slides his sunglasses down slightly.

Cassidy:
I guess if I’m gonna be champion… I should probably do that too huh?

A long pause then... He looks at the camera.

Cassidy:
That’s it I guess. That's your promo.

Cassidy is about to leave the ring then, when he turns around, almost like inspector Colombo, when he remembered something important.

Cassidy:
Just one thing... If said mentioned hall of famer would like to dust off his old boots and lace them back up again one last time. I would even put this title up for grabs!

This gets a big pop from the crowd as Cassidy drops the mic and leaves the ring....

Singles Matchup
Seth Rollins Vs John Morrison

As we get back from commercial break, we cut to the backstage area. We find ourselves in a dimly lit hallway. The lights flicker faintly overhead. The arena noise is distant and muffled. It's almost too quiet.

Prince Devitt steps into frame, dressed in black, towel around his neck, smirk firmly in place.

He spots someone off-camera.

Devitt (amused):
Ah. There he is.

Camera pans to Danhausen, standing stiffly against a production crate. Face paint slightly smeared. Not comedic. Not animated.

Devitt:
You know… I almost miss the nagging.
“Bring out The Demon, Devitt!”
“Give the people what they want, Devitt!”

(Mocking tone.)
And then you got it. And then you lost.

Devitt steps closer to Danhausen.

Devitt (lower):
And now look at you. No curses. No jokes. No teeth in jars. Just quiet.... That’s what happens when you poke at demons you don’t understand.

(Danhausen slowly raises his head. His voice is calm. Too calm.)

Danhausen:
Oh, Prince Devitt… Danhausen understands demons very well. Very… very well.

A faint metallic CLANG echoes somewhere down the hallway. Devitt pauses. Just for a second. Looking around...

Devitt (dismissive):
Cute.

Another CLANG. Louder. Like something heavy striking metal....The lights flickers above...

Devitt looks over his shoulder. From the darkness at the end of the corridor comes a faint red glow. Not bright. Subtle. Breathing.

Then, Heavy footsteps. Slow and measured....

Devitt turns fully now. Danhausen doesn’t look scared anymore. Only satisfied. Out of the shadows steps.... Kane!

Not charging. Not yelling. Just standing there. Massive. Silent. Eyes locked on Devitt. The red light hums softly against the concrete walls. Devitt straightens up, jaw tightening....He swallows....

Devitt:
You’ve got to be joking.

Danhausen (quietly, almost reverent):
Danhausen asked for a demon. And a demon answered....

Kane steps forward. The floor almost seems to shake with each step he takes. He stops inches from Devitt. The size difference is undeniable. Kane tilts his head slightly. When he speaks, it’s low. Controlled. Almost a growl.

Kane:
Stay away from him. You hear me?

Utter silence....

Kane:
If not, " The Devil’s favorite demon " will show you what real hell looks like....

Kane then lifts Devitt up by his throat, looking into his eyes. Into his soul....

Silence again. Just a faint hum... Devitt stares back, refusing to show he is utterly terrified. Danhausen slowly backs out of frame, never taking his eyes off Devitt. Kane doesn’t blink. The camera lingers on the tense standoff. Lights flicker once more. We cut back to the arena then for our next match....


Singles Matchup
Kenny Omega Vs Hook

Omega gets confronted by some of his fellow Bullet Club members, Adam Cole and Marty Scurll backstage, who wonders what's been eating Omega as of late, as it seems he's not himself. Omega says he's been wondering the same thing as of late, maybe he just need to take it a bit easier for a while, relaxing a little maybe? Cm Punk suddenly walks by then, gloating and mocking Omega, saying that maybe he will take over as leader of The Bullet Club, after taking care og AJ Styles. He laughs as he walks away, leaving a furious Omega pulling his hair....


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Eli Drake Vs Will Osprey

- The match ends in a Time-Limit Draw.

[Vikingsfan88]

Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


We get a recap of what happened last week, and we get to see what happened in the EAM Tag Team Championships matchup. Then Orton appears, and declares that with so much chaos going in in the tag team division, desperate measures have to be taken to get to some conclusions. That's why, after last weeks escapades, he has decided that The EAM Tag Team Championships will be defended at the upcoming PPV from Estonia, and since it seems everyone is so found of ladders, Orton has decided that the match should be a Ladder War! We then get the graphics on the screen, making it official. Lucha Bros will be defending their titles at the upcoming " Tangle in Tallinn " PPV, against reDragon, Young Bucks and Hardy Boyz, in a Ladder War. We then cut to the Jamboree vignette....


Show opens in the arena, where EAM Intercontinental Champion; Orange Cassidy is already in the ring. The title draped over his shoulder, sunglasses as usual, and microphone in his hand. Nigel and Bryan on commentary comments on this, as Cassidy barely speaks ever. This gotta be special, no doubt.

Cassidy:
Is this on?

Tap, tap tap....

Cassidy:
Ok.... So, I'm The EAM Intercontinental Champion....

This gets a small pop from the crowd.

Cassidy:
That’s… pretty cool. Right?!

He shrugs....

Cassidy:
So...I was told to go out here and cut a promo....
They told me I should go out here and say something meaningful.
Something about legacy.
Something about work ethics.
Something about defending this title against " the very best in the business " or whatnot...
Something about what it means to be a champion....
But I don't really care about those things....
I don't really care about most things....

Because every time someone talks about “competition,” it’s the same thing.
“I’m the best.”
“They’re the best.”
“This is the toughest roster ever.”

He shrugs.

Cassidy:
It’s wrestling. Everyone thinks they’re good.

He leans on the ropes.

Cassidy:
If you want competition… you show up. You wrestle. You find out. Simple.

Another pause as he looks down at the championship.

Cassidy:
They also told me to talk about legacy. Which is weird. Because I don’t really think about that stuff. But… if you’re gonna talk about this title — about history — you kinda have to talk about the people who built this place.

He adjusts the belt on his shoulder.

Cassidy:
Like Colt Cabana.

Crowd pops warmly.

Cassidy:
Who can forget his match against Samoa Joe at Grandslam 5 huh?

Crowd pops again.

Cassidy:
He’s not out here anymore. He’s not asking for a match. He’s not chasing this. He’s backstage. Making sure this place runs. Making sure guys like me don’t mess it up too bad.

Small smirk...

Cassidy:
Colt wrestled everywhere. Fought everyone. Made people laugh. Made people better.And he didn’t need to scream about it every week.

Pause...

Cassidy:
That’s history. Not the loudest guy. Not the flashiest guy. Just… always there. Especially for the fans. Always Reliable...

He leans back into the corner.

Cassidy:
So if I’m supposed to talk about competition… Maybe that’s it. Maybe it’s not about who yells the most. Maybe it’s about who’s still standing here years from now…
Still defending this…
Still making this place better than they found it.

He shrugs....

Cassidy:
I don’t know, really...

He slides his sunglasses down slightly.

Cassidy:
I guess if I’m gonna be champion… I should probably do that too huh?

A long pause then... He looks at the camera.

Cassidy:
That’s it I guess. That's your promo.

Cassidy is about to leave the ring then, when he turns around, almost like inspector Colombo, when he remembered something important.

Cassidy:
Just one thing... If said mentioned hall of famer would like to dust off his old boots and lace them back up again one last time. I would even put this title up for grabs!

This gets a big pop from the crowd as Cassidy drops the mic and leaves the ring....

Singles Matchup
Seth Rollins Vs John Morrison

The bell rings, but Seth Rollins isn't there—at least, not mentally. Usually the master of mind games, Rollins looks haunted, his eyes darting to the big screen as if expecting a replay of the brutal attack Becky Lynch suffered on Friday’s Spotlight. He’s going through the motions, landing a decent slingblade, but the usual flamboyant edge is replaced by a desperate, frantic energy.

John Morrison, ever the opportunist, senses the lapse in focus. He baits Seth into a chase, utilizing his parkour background to spring off the guardrails and the ring steps with effortless grace. When Seth tries to dial up the intensity for a Curb Stomp, he hesitates for a split second, glancing toward the entrance ramp. That’s all the "Mayor of Slamtown" needs.

Morrison catches Rollins with a disaster kick, followed by a lightning-fast C4 from the second rope. Seeing Seth grounded and still visibly shaken, Morrison ascends the turnbuckle. He executes a flawless Starship Pain, twisting through the air like a glitch in the Matrix. He hooks the leg, and the referee counts the three. Rollins stares at the ceiling, defeated not by Morrison’s athleticism, but by the weight of Friday night.

Winner: John Morrison

As we get back from commercial break, we cut to the backstage area. We find ourselves in a dimly lit hallway. The lights flicker faintly overhead. The arena noise is distant and muffled. It's almost too quiet.

Prince Devitt steps into frame, dressed in black, towel around his neck, smirk firmly in place.

He spots someone off-camera.

Devitt (amused):
Ah. There he is.

Camera pans to Danhausen, standing stiffly against a production crate. Face paint slightly smeared. Not comedic. Not animated.

Devitt:
You know… I almost miss the nagging.
“Bring out The Demon, Devitt!”
“Give the people what they want, Devitt!”

(Mocking tone.)
And then you got it. And then you lost.

Devitt steps closer to Danhausen.

Devitt (lower):
And now look at you. No curses. No jokes. No teeth in jars. Just quiet.... That’s what happens when you poke at demons you don’t understand.

(Danhausen slowly raises his head. His voice is calm. Too calm.)

Danhausen:
Oh, Prince Devitt… Danhausen understands demons very well. Very… very well.

A faint metallic CLANG echoes somewhere down the hallway. Devitt pauses. Just for a second. Looking around...

Devitt (dismissive):
Cute.

Another CLANG. Louder. Like something heavy striking metal....The lights flickers above...

Devitt looks over his shoulder. From the darkness at the end of the corridor comes a faint red glow. Not bright. Subtle. Breathing.

Then, Heavy footsteps. Slow and measured....

Devitt turns fully now. Danhausen doesn’t look scared anymore. Only satisfied. Out of the shadows steps.... Kane!

Not charging. Not yelling. Just standing there. Massive. Silent. Eyes locked on Devitt. The red light hums softly against the concrete walls. Devitt straightens up, jaw tightening....He swallows....

Devitt:
You’ve got to be joking.

Danhausen (quietly, almost reverent):
Danhausen asked for a demon. And a demon answered....

Kane steps forward. The floor almost seems to shake with each step he takes. He stops inches from Devitt. The size difference is undeniable. Kane tilts his head slightly. When he speaks, it’s low. Controlled. Almost a growl.

Kane:
Stay away from him. You hear me?

Utter silence....

Kane:
If not, " The Devil’s favorite demon " will show you what real hell looks like....

Kane then lifts Devitt up by his throat, looking into his eyes. Into his soul....

Silence again. Just a faint hum... Devitt stares back, refusing to show he is utterly terrified. Danhausen slowly backs out of frame, never taking his eyes off Devitt. Kane doesn’t blink. The camera lingers on the tense standoff. Lights flicker once more. We cut back to the arena then for our next match....


Singles Matchup
Kenny Omega Vs Hook

This was supposed to be a lesson in "The Cleaner's" superiority, but Hook didn't get the memo. From the opening lockup, the "Cold-Hearted Handsome Devil" refuses to be intimidated by Omega’s V-Trigger transitions. Every time Kenny looks to build momentum with a Snap Dragon Suplex, Hook finds his base, transitioning into judo tosses that rattle the veteran.

The match reaches a fever pitch when Omega finally connects with a V-Trigger that sends Hook’s gumshield flying. Sensing the end, Omega hooks the arms for the One-Winged Angel. However, Hook shows veteran-level savvy, shifting his weight mid-air to scramble down Omega’s back.

Before Omega can reset, Hook sinks in the Redrum. The crowd erupts as the grip tightens. Omega fights, clawing at Hook’s hands and attempting to run the turnbuckles to flip out, but Hook stays glued to his back like a shadow. With his face turning a deep shade of crimson and his vision fading, the "Best Bout Machine" has no choice but to tap. Hook doesn't celebrate; he simply grabs his jacket and leaves the former world champion gasping for air in the center of the ring.

Winner: Hook

Omega gets confronted by some of his fellow Bullet Club members, Adam Cole and Marty Scurll backstage, who wonders what's been eating Omega as of late, as it seems he's not himself. Omega says he's been wondering the same thing as of late, maybe he just need to take it a bit easier for a while, relaxing a little maybe? Cm Punk suddenly walks by then, gloating and mocking Omega, saying that maybe he will take over as leader of The Bullet Club, after taking care og AJ Styles. He laughs as he walks away, leaving a furious Omega pulling his hair....


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Eli Drake Vs Will Osprey

The contrast in styles is immediate: Eli Drake, the quintessential "talk the talk and walk the walk" powerhouse, against Will Ospreay, the "Aerial Assassin" turned heavyweight striker. As the match begins, Drake uses his size advantage to ground Ospreay, mocking the crowd with every stalling vertical suplex and heavy right hand. "That's not just a fact, that's a spoiler!" Drake shouts, dominating the first ten minutes with old-school grit.

Ospreay, however, is a kinetic engine. He weathers the storm, finding his opening when Drake misses a diving elbow drop. The pace shifts instantly. Ospreay explodes with a handspring overhead kick, followed by a Sasuke Special that wipes Drake out on the floor. Back in the ring, the two trade "strong style" strikes that echo through the arena. Drake catches a mid-air Ospreay with a powerslam, but Ospreay kicks out at two and a half.

As the clock ticks under five minutes, the desperation is palpable. Ospreay attempts the Hidden Blade, but Drake ducks and hits the Blunt Force Trauma (BFT). The crowd gasps, but Drake is too exhausted to make the immediate cover. By the time he drapes an arm over Ospreay, the "Billy GOAT" manages to get a shoulder up at the last possible microsecond.

With sixty seconds remaining, Ospreay hits an OsCutter, but Drake rolls to the apron. Ospreay drags him back in, looking for the Stormbreaker. Drake counters into a small package—one, two—No! They stand up and trade a flurry of forearms, neither man willing to fall.

10... 9... 8...

Ospreay leaps for a final Spanish Fly just as Drake attempts a clothesline. They both crash to the mat in a heap of tangled limbs.

3... 2... 1... [Bell Rings]

The time limit has expired. The arena is on its feet, but there is no winner. Drake stares at the referee in disbelief, while Ospreay collapses in the corner, both men pushed to their absolute limits without a decisive end.

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Episode #86


Camera opens on AJ Lee sitting cross-legged in the middle of the ring. No music. No smile. No Audience. Just a microphone and that eerily calm look in her eyes....

AJ Lee:
You know what my favorite part of last week's Spotlight was, Candice?

It wasn’t the Fatal 4-Way.
It wasn’t the number one contendership.
It wasn’t even you sprinting down that ramp like your entire existence depended on it.

No.

It was your face.... That look in your eyes when you hit me from behind… like you finally did something that mattered.

(Small smirk.)

You know, Candice, I’ve been waiting for you to stop hiding behind “justice” and “closure” and whatever bedtime story you tell yourself about me almost ruining your career. Let’s talk about that, shall we? You’ve been carrying this around for years. YEARS. Like I’m some kind of ghost haunting your little fairytale life. I leave EAM. I build a legacy. I become a legend. And what do you do?

You stay here.

Stewing.

Obsessing.

Replaying every moment you ever stood in the same ring as AJ Lee and wondering why you were never me.

You say I almost ruined your career?

Sweetie… if I had that kind of power over you, that says way more about you than it does about me.

(Leans forward, tone sharper.)

You’ve cost me matches.
You’ve jumped me from behind.
You stuck your nose in my business at the biggest opportunity of my comeback.

And why?

Because I beat you.

At the pay-per-view, when it mattered, when there was nowhere to run, nowhere to interfere, nowhere to hide — I pinned you. Clean. In the middle of this ring.

And that broke you.

Not because you lost.

But because deep down… you needed to prove I was the villain of your story.

And when I beat you, That excuse disappeared.

So now what are you left with?

Obsession.

You don’t want revenge, Candice. You don’t want justice. You don’t even want the championship.

You want me.

You want my attention.
You want my validation.
You want to matter in the same sentence as AJ Lee.

(Smiles coldly.)

Congratulations. You’ve got it.

But here’s the problem with making me your whole world…

I don’t even think about you.

You ran in during that Fatal 4-Way because you couldn’t stand the idea of me becoming number one contender. Not because you care about gold — but because you can’t handle me shining again.

You thought taking me out would set you free.

But Candice… it just chained you to me even tighter.

So here’s what’s going to happen.

You want to keep attacking me?
Keep costing me opportunities?
Keep trying to rewrite history?

Fine...

Next time, don’t run.

Next time, don’t wait for the lights to be off and my back to be turned.

Come look me in the eyes.

Because if you’re so convinced I almost ruined your career…

Imagine what I’ll do to it on purpose....

We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


Singles Matchup
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Skye Blue

After the match, we follow Skye Blue backstage. The hallway is dimly lit. The air feels heavy. Skye Blue is pacing, still in her ring gear, clearly shaken. A door creaks open behind her. Skye freezes in ger steps.

JULIA:
You hesitated.

(Skye swallows hard.)

SKYE:
It wasn’t supposed to go like that. She kept fighting back, and the referee was right there, and—

JULIA:
—You hesitated.

(Julia steps closer. Not yelling. Not emotional. Just surgical.)

Do you know what that cost us?

Not the match.

Not the moment.

Me.

I had to step in. I had to show my hand far earlier than I intended. Years of patience… undone because you couldn’t pull the trigger on Mickie James.

(Skye’s jaw tightens.)

SKYE:
I was going to finish it! I just— I didn’t want to do it like that. Not to her. She’s—

JULIA (cutting her off):
A relic.

A name.

A story people tell about “how it used to be.”

And our revolution isn’t about nostalgia, Skye.

It’s about erasing it.

(Julia circles her slowly.)

You stood there with her career in your hands… and you blinked.

Do you know what happens to revolutions when soldiers blink?

They die.

(Skye finally turns to face her fully.)

SKYE:
I’m not weak.

JULIA:
Then why did you look at her like you needed permission?

(That hits. Silence.)

You don’t need permission to change this place. You don’t need approval from legends. You don’t need applause from people clinging to the past.

You need conviction.

And tonight… you showed doubt.

(Julia steps closer — almost nose to nose.)

And doubt is contagious.

I revealed myself tonight because I had to protect what we’re building. Because if you couldn’t end her career, I would.

Because this “revolution” does not wait for you to feel comfortable.

(Skye’s voice cracks slightly, but she steadies it.)

SKYE:
It won’t happen again.

(Julia studies her. Long pause.)

JULIA:
It better not.

Because if your… “mistake”… costs us everything? If the wrong people start preparing before we’re ready?

Then you better pray to every god you believe in that I decide you’re still useful.

(Skye’s breathing grows heavier.)

This is bigger than you. Bigger than me. Bigger than one Hall of Famer’s farewell.

We are not here to participate.

We are here to dismantle.

And if I ever have to reveal myself early again because you can’t finish what you start…

(Julia leans in, whispering now.)

…I won’t save you.

(Julia steps back, adjusting her hat, completely composed.)

Clean up your doubt, Skye. We move when I say we move.

(Julia walks off, leaving Skye alone in the hallway — conflicted, shaken, but simmering.)

Camera lingers on Skye’s face as we cut to commercial break....


Singles Matchup
Rematch From The Ann Gunkel Testimonial
Becky Lynch Vs Taya Valkyrie

As our main event of the evening is about to start, we get a short promotional video on the upcoming Supershow from Talllinn, which will be the night before the PPV. We also get the announcement that AJ Lee and Candice LeRae will face each in a rematch on the show before we cut back to the arena and the ring for our main event of the evening...

8-Women Tag Team Matchup
TayJay (Anna Jay & Tay Conti) Vs The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan Vs Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo

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Episode #86


Camera opens on AJ Lee sitting cross-legged in the middle of the ring. No music. No smile. No Audience. Just a microphone and that eerily calm look in her eyes....

AJ Lee:
You know what my favorite part of last week's Spotlight was, Candice?

It wasn’t the Fatal 4-Way.
It wasn’t the number one contendership.
It wasn’t even you sprinting down that ramp like your entire existence depended on it.

No.

It was your face.... That look in your eyes when you hit me from behind… like you finally did something that mattered.

(Small smirk.)

You know, Candice, I’ve been waiting for you to stop hiding behind “justice” and “closure” and whatever bedtime story you tell yourself about me almost ruining your career. Let’s talk about that, shall we? You’ve been carrying this around for years. YEARS. Like I’m some kind of ghost haunting your little fairytale life. I leave EAM. I build a legacy. I become a legend. And what do you do?

You stay here.

Stewing.

Obsessing.

Replaying every moment you ever stood in the same ring as AJ Lee and wondering why you were never me.

You say I almost ruined your career?

Sweetie… if I had that kind of power over you, that says way more about you than it does about me.

(Leans forward, tone sharper.)

You’ve cost me matches.
You’ve jumped me from behind.
You stuck your nose in my business at the biggest opportunity of my comeback.

And why?

Because I beat you.

At the pay-per-view, when it mattered, when there was nowhere to run, nowhere to interfere, nowhere to hide — I pinned you. Clean. In the middle of this ring.

And that broke you.

Not because you lost.

But because deep down… you needed to prove I was the villain of your story.

And when I beat you, That excuse disappeared.

So now what are you left with?

Obsession.

You don’t want revenge, Candice. You don’t want justice. You don’t even want the championship.

You want me.

You want my attention.
You want my validation.
You want to matter in the same sentence as AJ Lee.

(Smiles coldly.)

Congratulations. You’ve got it.

But here’s the problem with making me your whole world…

I don’t even think about you.

You ran in during that Fatal 4-Way because you couldn’t stand the idea of me becoming number one contender. Not because you care about gold — but because you can’t handle me shining again.

You thought taking me out would set you free.

But Candice… it just chained you to me even tighter.

So here’s what’s going to happen.

You want to keep attacking me?
Keep costing me opportunities?
Keep trying to rewrite history?

Fine...

Next time, don’t run.

Next time, don’t wait for the lights to be off and my back to be turned.

Come look me in the eyes.

Because if you’re so convinced I almost ruined your career…

Imagine what I’ll do to it on purpose....

We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


Singles Matchup
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Skye Blue

The energy in the arena shifts as "La Primera" Stephanie Vaquer makes her way to the ring, her presence commanding immediate respect. Opposite her stands Skye Blue, the fan-favorite whose technical growth has been undeniable.

The bell rings, and the contrast in styles is immediate. Skye uses her agility to snap off a series of arm drags, but Vaquer grounds her with a brutal backbreaker that stops the momentum cold. Vaquer’s offense is a masterclass in efficiency; she dismantles Skye’s hope with stiff chops and a hauntingly calm demeanor. Skye rallies, catching Vaquer with a superkick that sends the Chilean star to the corner, followed by a high-velocity crossbody for a narrow two-count.

Skye ascends the turnbuckle, looking for the Code Blue, but Vaquer exhibits veteran awareness. She trips Skye on the ropes, leaving her vulnerable. Vaquer seizes the moment, pulling Skye into the center of the ring for a Package Backbreaker that echoes through the front rows. Sensing the end, Vaquer transitions seamlessly into her signature Dragon Suplex, bridging perfectly. 1... 2... 3.

Winner: Stephanie Vaquer

After the match, we follow Skye Blue backstage. The hallway is dimly lit. The air feels heavy. Skye Blue is pacing, still in her ring gear, clearly shaken. A door creaks open behind her. Skye freezes in ger steps.

JULIA:
You hesitated.

(Skye swallows hard.)

SKYE:
It wasn’t supposed to go like that. She kept fighting back, and the referee was right there, and—

JULIA:
—You hesitated.

(Julia steps closer. Not yelling. Not emotional. Just surgical.)

Do you know what that cost us?

Not the match.

Not the moment.

Me.

I had to step in. I had to show my hand far earlier than I intended. Years of patience… undone because you couldn’t pull the trigger on Mickie James.

(Skye’s jaw tightens.)

SKYE:
I was going to finish it! I just— I didn’t want to do it like that. Not to her. She’s—

JULIA (cutting her off):
A relic.

A name.

A story people tell about “how it used to be.”

And our revolution isn’t about nostalgia, Skye.

It’s about erasing it.

(Julia circles her slowly.)

You stood there with her career in your hands… and you blinked.

Do you know what happens to revolutions when soldiers blink?

They die.

(Skye finally turns to face her fully.)

SKYE:
I’m not weak.

JULIA:
Then why did you look at her like you needed permission?

(That hits. Silence.)

You don’t need permission to change this place. You don’t need approval from legends. You don’t need applause from people clinging to the past.

You need conviction.

And tonight… you showed doubt.

(Julia steps closer — almost nose to nose.)

And doubt is contagious.

I revealed myself tonight because I had to protect what we’re building. Because if you couldn’t end her career, I would.

Because this “revolution” does not wait for you to feel comfortable.

(Skye’s voice cracks slightly, but she steadies it.)

SKYE:
It won’t happen again.

(Julia studies her. Long pause.)

JULIA:
It better not.

Because if your… “mistake”… costs us everything? If the wrong people start preparing before we’re ready?

Then you better pray to every god you believe in that I decide you’re still useful.

(Skye’s breathing grows heavier.)

This is bigger than you. Bigger than me. Bigger than one Hall of Famer’s farewell.

We are not here to participate.

We are here to dismantle.

And if I ever have to reveal myself early again because you can’t finish what you start…

(Julia leans in, whispering now.)

…I won’t save you.

(Julia steps back, adjusting her hat, completely composed.)

Clean up your doubt, Skye. We move when I say we move.

(Julia walks off, leaving Skye alone in the hallway — conflicted, shaken, but simmering.)

Camera lingers on Skye’s face as we cut to commercial break....


Singles Matchup
Rematch From The Ann Gunkel Testimonial
Becky Lynch Vs Taya Valkyrie

The air is thick with tension as "The Man" Becky Lynch stares down "La Wera Loca" Taya Valkyrie. After Becky’s narrow victory at the Ann Gunkel Testimonial, Taya isn't just looking for a win; she’s looking for redemption.

Becky starts fast, using her signature technical prowess to target Taya’s arm, setting the stage for the Dis-arm-her. However, Taya has clearly studied the tape. She powers out of an early attempt, shoving Becky into the turnbuckle and unleashing a flurry of running double knees. The match spills to the outside, where the two veterans trade strikes against the barricade. Becky regains control with a Bexploder on the floor, dragging Taya back inside for a Manhandle Slam attempt.

Taya counters mid-air, spinning Becky into a Blue Thunder Bomb that nearly ends the night. The crowd is divided as Becky finds a second wind, locking in the Dis-arm-her in the center of the ring. Taya’s face contorts in pain, her hand hovering over the mat, but the memory of her previous defeat keeps her in the fight. She rolls through, using her sheer strength to lift Becky into a powerbomb position before transitioning into the Road to Valhalla.

Becky kicks out at the absolute last micro-second. Frustrated but focused, Taya doesn't let up. She traps Becky in a curb stomp followed by a second, more emphatic Road to Valhalla. This time, there is no escape. Taya pins the multi-time champion, evening the score and reclaiming her status at the top of the mountain.

Winner: Taya Valkyrie

As our main event of the evening is about to start, we get a short promotional video on the upcoming Supershow from Talllinn, which will be the night before the PPV. We also get the announcement that AJ Lee and Candice LeRae will face each in a rematch on the show before we cut back to the arena and the ring for our main event of the evening...

8-Women Tag Team Matchup
TayJay (Anna Jay & Tay Conti) Vs The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan Vs Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo[

Chaos is the only word to describe this high-stakes encounter. With four teams vying for dominance, the ring barely contains the explosive athleticism on display.

The Hex (Allysin Kay and Marti Belle) set the tone early, using their veteran chemistry to isolate Kiera Hogan. Their power-and-finesse combo keeps the match grounded until Shotzi tags in, turning the ring into a demolition derby with a suicide dive that wipes out half the field.

TayJay (Anna Jay and Tay Conti) seize the opening, showcasing their improved synchronization. Tay Conti delivers a series of lethal judo throws, while Anna Jay locks Marti Belle in the Queen’s Slayer. The submission is broken by a diving Wendy Choo, who, despite her sleepy demeanor, moves with frightening precision when the bell rings.

As the match reaches its fever pitch, the "Powerhouse" Kris Statlander enters the fray. She clears the ring with a double clothesline to The Hex and catches Anna Jay mid-air for a Falcon Arrow.

In the closing moments, Shotzi and Kiera Hogan look to have the win secured after a coordinated Diving Senton. However, as the referee is distracted by TayJay brawling on the outside, Wendy Choo slides a pillow—which hides a concealed brass knuckle—to the corner.

While the ref is preoccupied, Statlander uses her incredible strength to hoist both Shotzi and Kiera for a double Big Bang Theory. As they crash down, Wendy Choo provides the distraction of a lifetime, feigning a nap on the apron to lure the remaining competitors into a trap. Statlander makes the cover on Kiera Hogan while Wendy holds the legs of the charging Allysin Kay.

Winners: Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo

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A Supershow, Live from Tallinn, Estonia





From the official Wrestling Slang Dictionary:

Paper
To give out free tickets to an event to make it look better attended than it otherwise would have been.

Popcorn Match
Originally described a post-intermission match viewed as not important enough to keep fans from trips to the concession stands. Now describes a more lighthearted match designed to provide relief of dramatic tension.

Show starts backstage. There’s a buzz in the arena tonight, as the fans are clearly excited for EAM's first ever visit to the country of Estonia. The a EAM Legend and Hall Of Famer steps in front of the camera. Colt Cabana steps into frame, already smiling. He adjusts his wrist tape, nodding to himself before looking into the camera.

You know… I’ve been called a lot of things in my time.

Underrated.
Unorthodox.
Officer.
Goon.
Scott.
Scotty.
Boom Boom.

But today? I’m flattered.

Because the EAM Intercontinental Champion — the cool, calm, hands-in-his-pockets king of whatever vibe he’s on — decided to say my name.

(Colt chuckles.)

You didn’t have to do that, man. You didn’t have to talk about my legacy. You didn’t have to say I’ve still “got it.” You didn’t have to throw out that little… offer. But you did anyway.

And when a champion opens the door like that? When he says, “Hey Colt, if you think you can hang, step up”?

Well…

Colt " Boom Boom " Cabana doesn’t ignore an invitation.

(He spreads his arms.)

You think I’ve still got what it takes?
You think I can still go?
You think I can still lace up the boots and dance with the best?

Buddy… I’ve been dancing my whole career.

Different styles. Different countries. Different generations. And I’ve made a living proving that you can smile, have fun… and still knock somebody’s teeth out if you have to.

So here’s the deal, champ.

You put the offer on the table.

I’m picking it up.

I will gladly lace up my boots for one more dance.

Not because I need the spotlight.

Not because I need validation.

But because an Intercontinental Championship around my waist? That sounds real nice.

(His tone shifts slightly — still light, but focused.)

You might be the king of chill. The master of doing more by doing less. And I respect that. I really do.

But when that bell rings?

There’s no hands in pockets.

There’s no half-speed.

There’s no coasting.

There’s just you, me… and that strap.

And if you truly believe I’ve still got what it takes…

Then you better believe I’m coming to take it!

(He taps the camera and leaves the scene. We can clearly hear him singing as he leaves down the hallway; " At the copa, Copacabana.....)

The camera cut's to the show's vignette...


EAM Intergender Tag Team Championships Matchup
Seth Rollins & Becky Lynch (c) Vs John Morrison & Taya Valkyrie


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Eli Drake Vs Will Ospreay

- The match is ruled a double-Count out as they take the match outside and into the audience.

Tag Team Matchup (Read below first)
Kings Of Wrestling (Triple C & Chris Hero) Vs "Hellraiser" Eemi Helén & "Back Breaker" Dylan Broda

- Whoever wins, Hero turns on Triple C after the match.

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As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where it is awfully quiet. Too quiet for a night like this. We see Danhausen standing in front of a large production crate, muttering to himself.

DANHAUSEN:
Very nice week for Danhausen, yes. Very evil. Very victorious. Big red friend appears, very helpful. Prince man very angry, yes—

(A loud thud echoes. Footsteps approach. The camera pans — Prince Devitt steps into frame, jaw tight, eyes burning.)

Devitt doesn’t smile.

He doesn’t blink.

He just stares.

DEVITT:
You think this is funny?

(Danhausen slowly turns.)

DANHAUSEN:
Ah. Prince Devitt. You look… how do you say… emotionally unstable.

DEVITT (stepping closer):
Last week was supposed to be a lesson. Another reminder of where you stand in this company.

Beneath me.

Instead? You hide behind monsters.

You can’t fight your own battles, so you call for help?

(Danhausen clutches his chest in mock offense.)

DANHAUSEN:
Danhausen did not “call.” Danhausen simply exists. Big red fire man does not like bullies, yes. Very sensitive about that.

DEVITT (seething):
You embarrassed me.

(Devitt shoves the crate aside with his boot.)

You think that makes you untouchable? You think standing next to a legend like—

(A slow, heavy sound interrupts him. A deep mechanical groan echoes down the hallway.)

Both men freeze.

The lights flicker.

And from the shadows steps Kane.

Towering. Silent. Eyes locked on Devitt.

Devitt exhales sharply, jaw tightening — but he doesn’t back down.

DEVITT:
You again.

KANE (low, controlled):
I warned you.

(A step closer.)

I told you to keep your hands off him.

You didn’t listen.

(Devitt squares up, defiant.)

DEVITT:
You think I’m afraid of you? This doesn’t concern you. This is between me and the freak.

(Danhausen raises a hand.)

DANHAUSEN:
Very rude. Danhausen prefers “curse specialist.”

KANE (ignoring Danhausen, eyes never leaving Devitt):
I warned you once.

Now I’m warning you twice.

Keep.

Your hands.

Off.

Danhausen.

(Devitt steps right into Kane’s space, refusing to yield.)

DEVITT:
Or what?

(Silence.)

That’s when Kane grabs him by the throat.

Gasps from off-camera crew members.

Devitt struggles, trying to pry Kane’s hand away — but Kane doesn’t budge.

KANE:
You should have listened.

Kane turns —

AND DRIVES DEVITT BACKWARD THROUGH THE DRYWALL.

The wall explodes in a cloud of dust and debris as Devitt crashes through it, disappearing into the adjacent room.

Alarms start blaring. Officials scream off-camera.

Danhausen peers through the hole in the wall.

DANHAUSEN:
Ohhhh. Very structural damage. Very expensive.

(He looks up at Kane.)

Danhausen appreciates the fiery customer service.

Kane doesn’t respond. He simply stares through the hole at Devitt’s motionless body… then slowly turns and walks away as smoke and dust linger in the air.

Camera zooms in on Devitt trying to stir amidst the rubble as EMT's storms the scene. The camera cut's back to the arena, where Daniel Bryan and Nigel McGuiness reply to what we just witnessed. Both men in awe of what they have ben witnessing. But they don't get much time to cope with it right now, as our next match of the evening is about to start, and Cm Punk's music cranks the arena speakers, getting a very big pop from the Estonian audience...


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Kenny Omega Vs Cm Punk

- AJ Styles interferes in the match, but still Punk manage to win somehow, setting things up for later.

Just a couple of minutes after the match, general manager Randy Orton meet up with Punk and Styles backstage, telling them to get their shit together, or else. This is not how professional wrestlers on their level behaves. If they need to settle their differences, they will do it in the ring, because that's how we solve things in EAM Promotions. So tomorrow night, at the PPV. It will be Cm Punk Vs AJ Styles!

Singles Matchup (Read below first)
AJ Lee Vs Candice LeRae

- Have the match end in controversy as one of the women tries to strangle the other with the ring-ropes and the referee count goes to 5, giving him no other option that to rule the match a DQ win.

Fatal 4-Way Matchup
Rex Steiner Vs Jon Moxley Vs Tommaso Ciampa Vs Logan Paul

[Vikingsfan88]

A Supershow, Live from Tallinn, Estonia


From the official Wrestling Slang Dictionary:

Paper
To give out free tickets to an event to make it look better attended than it otherwise would have been.

Popcorn Match
Originally described a post-intermission match viewed as not important enough to keep fans from trips to the concession stands. Now describes a more lighthearted match designed to provide relief of dramatic tension.

Show starts backstage. There’s a buzz in the arena tonight, as the fans are clearly excited for EAM's first ever visit to the country of Estonia. The a EAM Legend and Hall Of Famer steps in front of the camera. Colt Cabana steps into frame, already smiling. He adjusts his wrist tape, nodding to himself before looking into the camera.

You know… I’ve been called a lot of things in my time.

Underrated.
Unorthodox.
Officer.
Goon.
Scott.
Scotty.
Boom Boom.

But today? I’m flattered.

Because the EAM Intercontinental Champion — the cool, calm, hands-in-his-pockets king of whatever vibe he’s on — decided to say my name.

(Colt chuckles.)

You didn’t have to do that, man. You didn’t have to talk about my legacy. You didn’t have to say I’ve still “got it.” You didn’t have to throw out that little… offer. But you did anyway.

And when a champion opens the door like that? When he says, “Hey Colt, if you think you can hang, step up”?

Well…

Colt " Boom Boom " Cabana doesn’t ignore an invitation.

(He spreads his arms.)

You think I’ve still got what it takes?
You think I can still go?
You think I can still lace up the boots and dance with the best?

Buddy… I’ve been dancing my whole career.

Different styles. Different countries. Different generations. And I’ve made a living proving that you can smile, have fun… and still knock somebody’s teeth out if you have to.

So here’s the deal, champ.

You put the offer on the table.

I’m picking it up.

I will gladly lace up my boots for one more dance.

Not because I need the spotlight.

Not because I need validation.

But because an Intercontinental Championship around my waist? That sounds real nice.

(His tone shifts slightly — still light, but focused.)

You might be the king of chill. The master of doing more by doing less. And I respect that. I really do.

But when that bell rings?

There’s no hands in pockets.

There’s no half-speed.

There’s no coasting.

There’s just you, me… and that strap.

And if you truly believe I’ve still got what it takes…

Then you better believe I’m coming to take it!

(He taps the camera and leaves the scene. We can clearly hear him singing as he leaves down the hallway; " At the copa, Copacabana.....)

The camera cut's to the show's vignette...


EAM Intergender Tag Team Championships Matchup
Seth Rollins & Becky Lynch (c) Vs John Morrison & Taya Valkyrie

The energy in the arena is electric as the "Power Couple" of WWE defends against the globetrotting excellence of Morrison and Valkyrie. The match begins with a technical masterclass between Rollins and Morrison, two athletes who seem to defy gravity. Morrison connects with a Moonlight Drive, but Rollins rolls through into a superkick.

When the women tag in, the physicality shifts. Taya uses her size advantage to ground Becky, hitting a devastating powerbomb. However, "The Man" rallies, catching Taya in a Dis-arm-her attempt. Morrison breaks it up, leading to a chaotic sequence of "anything you can do, I can do better" maneuvers. Morrison goes for Starship Pain, but Rollins pulls him off the ropes. In the confusion, Becky hits the Manhandle Slam on Taya while Seth catches Morrison mid-air with a Stomp. Rollins pins Morrison while Becky keeps Taya at bay. The champions retain through sheer synchronicity.

Winners and still EAM Intergender Tag Team Champions: Seth Rollins And Becky Lynch


Singles Matchup
Eli Drake Vs Will Ospreay

This is a clash of styles: Drake’s old-school powerhouse "Talk to 'em" swagger against Ospreay’s revolutionary aerial assault. Drake attempts to slow the pace with heavy lariats and neckbreakers, but Ospreay keeps finding windows for Handspring Enziguris and Os-Cutters.

The frustration boils over for Drake when Ospreay kicks out of a Blunt Force Trauma. Drake drags Ospreay to the outside, slamming him into the steel steps. Ospreay recovers and hits a spectacular Space Flying Tiger Drop over the barricade into the front row. The two warriors begin brawling through the audience, trading stiff forearms and using chairs as weapons. The referee’s count reaches ten, but neither man cares. They are deep in the crowd, disappearing into a sea of fans as the bell rings for a Double Count-Out.

Match ends in a Double count out

Tag Team Matchup
Kings Of Wrestling (Triple C & Chris Hero) Vs "Hellraiser" Eemi Helén & "Back Breaker" Dylan Broda

The Kings of Wrestling (Triple C & Chris Hero) showcase why they are considered one of the greatest tandems in history. Hero’s elbows are like guided missiles, while Triple C controls the flow with tactical precision. Across the ring, Helén and Broda play the role of the gritty underdogs. Broda lives up to his name, catching Hero in a backbreaker rack that nearly ends the contest early.

Helén brings the "Hellraiser" energy, diving through the ropes to take out Triple C. However, the Kings' experience shines. They isolate Broda, hitting a devastating KRS-One (Hero's roaring elbow into a Triple C powerbomb). Hero makes the cover for the three-count.

Winners: Kings of Wrestling

As the Kings celebrate, the mood shifts. Triple C raises Hero's hand, but Hero abruptly pulls away. Without a word, Hero levels Triple C with a vicious Rolling Elbow to the back of the head. As Triple C lies unconscious, Hero stands over his long-time partner, discarding his "Kings" gear and leaving the ring alone.

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As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where it is awfully quiet. Too quiet for a night like this. We see Danhausen standing in front of a large production crate, muttering to himself.

DANHAUSEN:
Very nice week for Danhausen, yes. Very evil. Very victorious. Big red friend appears, very helpful. Prince man very angry, yes—

(A loud thud echoes. Footsteps approach. The camera pans — Prince Devitt steps into frame, jaw tight, eyes burning.)

Devitt doesn’t smile.

He doesn’t blink.

He just stares.

DEVITT:
You think this is funny?

(Danhausen slowly turns.)

DANHAUSEN:
Ah. Prince Devitt. You look… how do you say… emotionally unstable.

DEVITT (stepping closer):
Last week was supposed to be a lesson. Another reminder of where you stand in this company.

Beneath me.

Instead? You hide behind monsters.

You can’t fight your own battles, so you call for help?

(Danhausen clutches his chest in mock offense.)

DANHAUSEN:
Danhausen did not “call.” Danhausen simply exists. Big red fire man does not like bullies, yes. Very sensitive about that.

DEVITT (seething):
You embarrassed me.

(Devitt shoves the crate aside with his boot.)

You think that makes you untouchable? You think standing next to a legend like—

(A slow, heavy sound interrupts him. A deep mechanical groan echoes down the hallway.)

Both men freeze.

The lights flicker.

And from the shadows steps Kane.

Towering. Silent. Eyes locked on Devitt.

Devitt exhales sharply, jaw tightening — but he doesn’t back down.

DEVITT:
You again.

KANE (low, controlled):
I warned you.

(A step closer.)

I told you to keep your hands off him.

You didn’t listen.

(Devitt squares up, defiant.)

DEVITT:
You think I’m afraid of you? This doesn’t concern you. This is between me and the freak.

(Danhausen raises a hand.)

DANHAUSEN:
Very rude. Danhausen prefers “curse specialist.”

KANE (ignoring Danhausen, eyes never leaving Devitt):
I warned you once.

Now I’m warning you twice.

Keep.

Your hands.

Off.

Danhausen.

(Devitt steps right into Kane’s space, refusing to yield.)

DEVITT:
Or what?

(Silence.)

That’s when Kane grabs him by the throat.

Gasps from off-camera crew members.

Devitt struggles, trying to pry Kane’s hand away — but Kane doesn’t budge.

KANE:
You should have listened.

Kane turns —

AND DRIVES DEVITT BACKWARD THROUGH THE DRYWALL.

The wall explodes in a cloud of dust and debris as Devitt crashes through it, disappearing into the adjacent room.

Alarms start blaring. Officials scream off-camera.

Danhausen peers through the hole in the wall.

DANHAUSEN:
Ohhhh. Very structural damage. Very expensive.

(He looks up at Kane.)

Danhausen appreciates the fiery customer service.

Kane doesn’t respond. He simply stares through the hole at Devitt’s motionless body… then slowly turns and walks away as smoke and dust linger in the air.

Camera zooms in on Devitt trying to stir amidst the rubble as EMT's storms the scene. The camera cut's back to the arena, where Daniel Bryan and Nigel McGuiness reply to what we just witnessed. Both men in awe of what they have ben witnessing. But they don't get much time to cope with it right now, as our next match of the evening is about to start, and Cm Punk's music cranks the arena speakers, getting a very big pop from the Estonian audience...


Singles Matchup
Kenny Omega Vs Cm Punk

A "Dream Match" that lived up to the hype from the opening bell. The "Best in the World" and the "Best Bout Machine" trade holds for twenty minutes, exhausting their arsenals. Omega hits a V-Trigger that nearly takes Punk’s head off, but Punk survives a Snap Dragon Suplex to lock in the Anaconda Vise.

Just as Omega begins to fade, AJ Styles appears on the apron. The referee is distracted by Styles, who slides into the ring and levels Omega with a Phenomenal Forearm—a confusing move that seems aimed at hurting Omega more than helping Punk. Styles then turns to Punk, but Punk ducks a clothesline, sending Styles tumbling over the ropes.

Capitalizing on the chaos, Punk lifts a dazed Omega for the Go To Sleep. Despite the interference meant to ruin the match, Punk connects cleanly. He collapses onto Omega for the hard-fought victory as Styles watches with a smirk from the ramp.

Winner: CM Punk

Just a couple of minutes after the match, general manager Randy Orton meet up with Punk and Styles backstage, telling them to get their shit together, or else. This is not how professional wrestlers on their level behaves. If they need to settle their differences, they will do it in the ring, because that's how we solve things in EAM Promotions. So tomorrow night, at the PPV. It will be Cm Punk Vs AJ Styles!

Singles Matchup
AJ Lee Vs Candice LeRae

This match is a showcase of technical wrestling turned personal. AJ Lee uses her agility to outmaneuver "The Poison Pixie," but LeRae’s aggressive streak proves difficult to contain. The two trade submissions, with AJ locking in the Black Widow only for Candice to reach the ropes.

The match takes a dark turn when LeRae loses her composure. She traps AJ against the turnbuckle, using the middle ring rope to choke her. The referee begins his count: 1... 2... 3... 4... Candice refuses to let go, her eyes wide with rage. The referee reaches 5 and signals for the bell. Even as the DQ is announced, Candice has to be physically pried away by officials. AJ Lee wins the match, but she is left gasping for air on the canvas.

Winner by DQ: AJ Lee

Fatal 4-Way Matchup
Rex Steiner Vs Jon Moxley Vs Tommaso Ciampa Vs Logan Paul

The ring is a whirlwind of violence. Moxley immediately brings out the chairs, brawling with Ciampa on the floor, while Steiner and Paul showcase their athleticism inside. Steiner is a force of nature, tossing Logan Paul across the ring with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex that looks effortless.

Moxley and Ciampa bring the fight back inside, leading to a four-way tower of doom spot from the corner. Steiner seems to have the match won after hitting a Steiner Screwdriver on Ciampa, but Moxley breaks up the pin with a Paradigm Shift.

As the referee is distracted by Moxley and Ciampa brawling toward the ramp, Aaron Stevens suddenly emerges from beneath the ring. He is unnoticed by the officials. Stevens slides a pair of Golden Brass Knuckles to Logan Paul. Steiner turns around, catching Paul, but Logan strikes first. He cracks Steiner across the jaw with the weighted fist. Steiner goes down like a ton of bricks. Logan tosses the knuckles back to Stevens, who disappears, and Paul makes the cover. The referee slides back in to count the three. Logan Paul steals the victory in a match he had no business winning.

Winner: Logan Paul

[Smartmark]

Live On PPV from Unibet Arena, Tallinn/Estonia




CARD


Singles Matchup
Cm Punk Vs AJ Styles

Scramble Matchup for The EAM Primetime Bitch Championship
Jade Cargill (c) Vs Raquel Rodriguez Vs Natalia Markova Vs Nikkita Lyons Vs Charlotte Flair

Special Challenge
" The Rebel " Starbuck Vs Randy Orton

Tallinn Street Fight
Eli Drake Vs Will Ospreay

EAM Women's Tag Team Championships Matchup
Samoan Scotch (Nia Jax & Piper Niven) (c) Vs Tha Braid & Tha Boss (Bianca Belair & Sasha Banks)

Ornate Prime Championship Matchup
Triple C (Claudio " Cesaro " Castagnoli) (c) Vs Chris Hero

Dog-Collar Matchup
AJ Lee Vs Candice LeRae

Scramble Matchup for The EAM Television Championship
WALTER (c) Vs Rex Steiner Vs Jon Moxley Vs Tommaso Ciampa Vs Logan Paul

Singles Matchup
" The Devil's Favourite Demon " Kane Vs " The Demon " Prince Devitt

8-Man Tag Team Ladder War for the EAM Tag Team Championships
Lucha Bros (c) Vs reDragon Vs Young Bucks Vs Hardy Boyz

EAM Intercontinental Championship Matchup
Orange Cassidy (c) Vs Colt Cabana

" Blast From The Past " Tag Team Gauntlet Matchup
Winning Team Gets A Titleshot at " Resurgence "
Team Tremendous (Bill Carr & Dan Barry) Vs Up In Smoke (Cheech & Cloudy) Vs The Ring Crew Express (Kevin Dunn & Kirby Marcos) Vs Speed Muscle (Masato Yoshino & Naruki Doi) Vs Tony Nese & Trent Beretta Vs OI4K (Dave & Jake Crist) Vs Men of the Year (Michael Elgin & Ethan Page) Vs LoveGun (Matt Sydal & Chris Sabin) Vs Brian Cage & Samurai Del Sol Vs Golden Lovers (Kota Ibushi & Kenny Omega) Vs The Good Brothers (Doc Gallows & Karl Anderson) Vs Besties In The World (Davey Vega & Mat Fitchett) Vs Paul London & Brian Kendrick Vs Chocolate Thunder (Willie Mack and Rich Swann) Vs The Rascalz (Zachary Wentz and Desmond Xavier) Vs The Butcher and the Blade Vs War Raiders (Erik & Ivar) Vs Primo & Epico Vs Super Smash Brothers (Player Uno & Player Dos) Vs Heavy Machinery (Otis & Tucker)

[Vikingsfan88]

Live On PPV from Unibet Arena, Tallinn/Estonia



CARD


Singles Matchup
Cm Punk Vs AJ Styles

Scramble Matchup for The EAM Primetime Bitch Championship
Jade Cargill (c) Vs Raquel Rodriguez Vs Natalia Markova Vs Nikkita Lyons Vs Charlotte Flair

Special Challenge
" The Rebel " Starbuck Vs Randy Orton

Tallinn Street Fight
Eli Drake Vs Will Ospreay

EAM Women's Tag Team Championships Matchup
Samoan Scotch (Nia Jax & Piper Niven) (c) Vs Tha Braid & Tha Boss (Bianca Belair & Sasha Banks)

Ornate Prime Championship Matchup
Triple C (Claudio " Cesaro " Castagnoli) (c) Vs Chris Hero

Dog-Collar Matchup
AJ Lee Vs Candice LeRae

Scramble Matchup for The EAM Television Championship
WALTER (c) Vs Rex Steiner Vs Jon Moxley Vs Tommaso Ciampa Vs Logan Paul

Singles Matchup
" The Devil's Favourite Demon " Kane Vs " The Demon " Prince Devitt

8-Man Tag Team Ladder War for the EAM Tag Team Championships
Lucha Bros (c) Vs reDragon Vs Young Bucks Vs Hardy Boyz

EAM Intercontinental Championship Matchup
Orange Cassidy (c) Vs Colt Cabana

" Blast From The Past " Tag Team Gauntlet Matchup
Winning Team Gets A Titleshot at " Resurgence "
Team Tremendous (Bill Carr & Dan Barry) Vs Up In Smoke (Cheech & Cloudy) Vs The Ring Crew Express (Kevin Dunn & Kirby Marcos) Vs Speed Muscle (Masato Yoshino & Naruki Doi) Vs Tony Nese & Trent Beretta Vs OI4K (Dave & Jake Crist) Vs Men of the Year (Michael Elgin & Ethan Page) Vs LoveGun (Matt Sydal & Chris Sabin) Vs Brian Cage & Samurai Del Sol Vs Golden Lovers (Kota Ibushi & Kenny Omega) Vs The Good Brothers (Doc Gallows & Karl Anderson) Vs Besties In The World (Davey Vega & Mat Fitchett) Vs Paul London & Brian Kendrick Vs Chocolate Thunder (Willie Mack and Rich Swann) Vs The Rascalz (Zachary Wentz and Desmond Xavier) Vs The Butcher and the Blade Vs War Raiders (Erik & Ivar) Vs Primo & Epico Vs Super Smash Brothers (Player Uno & Player Dos) Vs Heavy Machinery (Otis & Tucker)