Last week on Ruckus: "These Hands" Roy Fade notched his first successful defense of the TV title by beating "the Wonderful" Rich Ward • The Revenant beat up Nazir el-Fadal so badly Naz would end up winning by reverse decision, but he was left lying after half a dozen chokeslams • The World Champ Razorblade continued to add to the woes of the International Workrate Consortium by beating them in a tag team trios match alongside the Proper Villains, all of whom celebrated with pints in the crowd while Serge slapped and berated his teammates
Earlier Today from the Commissioner's Office, Scott Holmes talked about an unprecedented path of destruction necessitating an unprecedented punishment in response; it was one thing to beat up Naz, but laying his hands on an official wasn't something he could just look the other way on. So he was issuing the biggest fine in the history of the office - $5,000 to the Revenant.
The monster half of the World Tag Team champions came from out of the darkened shadows and proffered a solitary bill ahead of his notoriously low rumble.
"Here's $50. And I'm going to need change."
A clearly rattled Holmes pushed back a few bills and coins into his massive red right hand. "P-p–p-pleasure doing business, s-s-sir."
The Rev tipped his duster and left the room, which suddenly went back into full technicolor despite the fact that Holmes was clearly having chills.
Roll the opening stinger, light up the Arena with a decent amount of pyro, and let the raucous Quaranteers and our usual suspects at the desk welcome you to an edition of Ruckus headlined by an eight man elimination match where the International Workrate Consortium try to bounce back against the unlikely unit of The Champ, the World Tag Team champions, and Nazir el-Fadal. But we'd start the night's fights with singles action from a former champ:
| • "the Voice of Freedom" Drake Tremble d. Caballero Blanco • | Unfortunately for the saner amongst us, Tremble remains undefeated since his return to the promotion. Tremble took special pleasure in running through the luchador before putting a cap on things with his Truth Bomb backbreaker driver. **
Post match he tried to take Blanco’s mask, but the other Caballeros chased him from the ring before he could (of course causing him to complain on the floor about the 3 on 1 trap the masks had tried to get him in). Ugh, Tremble.
Speaking of former champions, we went TOTHEBACK~! where Julius Duquesne III brought on former tag champs the Hard Way ahead of their match up next. JD3 asked them what their mindset was going into the match with Fated To Become Champions, and both Goodish and Fifita readily copped to wanting this match because they knew…and unfortunately sometimes still remembered the hold the FBC could have on a couple of men. They start with the smiles and the bustiers and the Kate Bush on vinyl but it’s all fleeting, a bunch of black magic to screw with your head. Another voice said that tonight would be different, and out came “Tiki God” Al Buffett with a couple of intricately designed mugs. He offered the Hard Way what he called Polynesian Physic Grog, a healing elixir from the islands that offers a soft reset via revitalization for the mind and heart. Psyched over the gift, the Hard Way took the Grog and eagerly drank it before putting it over and thanking Al. Al shook their hands, and they left vowing to put the FBC’s minions in their place.
JDIII asked what was in the Grog since maybe he would like to have some and Al put over the ocean water and coconut accents (hmmmm) before focusing on his own fight tonight: a shot at “These Hands” Roy Fade and the World TV title. Fade’s talented and will do anything it takes to win, but Al’s got a hunger of his own. He’s the only one of the Game Changers without a title, and while Bennett and Ashley aren’t the kind of people to rag on him about it, he notices that he’s the only one out of the three of them that doesn’t have a title to hold. They’re champions who aren’t done looking inward and trying to remake QCW into a better environment, and he wants to hold up his end of the bargain. So after tonight, the Game Changers wouldn’t just have the kickass Women’s World Tag Team champions - they’d have the World TV champ riding right alongside them. And for Fade, he only had this to say: be there. Aloha.
| • the Hard Way d. Fated To Become Champions • | In a mild upset given past history, the Hard Way pretty much dominated the FBC offshoot by limiting Toddzilla's time in the ring and employing quick tags to deplete the tank of Ricardo VillaLobos. Powered by coconut water Polynesian Physic Grog the former champs notched the W with their usual finisher now known as Down To Earth. **
FFFKT! FFFKT! FFFKT!
“Again.”
FFFKT! FFFKT! FFFKT!
“Again.”
We went TOTHEBACK~! where Einherjar was throwing forearms and knees to the pads held by the Revenant, the Immortals getting ready for the main event with some sparring in their dressing room. The World Tag Team championships hung on a locker behind them while the sparring session continued, Einherjar continuing to tune up before we heard a familiar voice interrupt the proceedings.
“What the hell is this [BLEEP!]”
Einherjar and the Rev looked over with toothsome evil grins as their partner for the evening Nazir el-Fadal came into the locker room.
“I drop a few idiots nobody cares about on their heads and I get suspended for weeks; you take out an official and you might as well have paid with a Allah damned latte.” Naz looked flummoxed and furious as he scratched at his eyebrow. “Not only that, but I just got back from the medics, and thanks for this.” Naz lifted up the black silk shirt with gold accents he was wearing to show off some kinesio tape across his rib cage. “Bad enough you lost last week, now with the Triple Crown Jewel injured, we’re all going to lose tonight.”
The Revenant stepped up to Naz, who looked up at the man he faced last week. The Rev glared down and said “Bad things happen when you piss me off. Quite frankly, you got off light if those are the only injuries you’ve sustained. Because I’ve done worse - and if you don’t get that look out of your eyes, worse can happen again…right now.”
Naz gave a little chortle at that, then said “Hey, I’m not the one who lost last week. And as for worse, well – “ and then he suddenly spit in the Rev’s face.
The crowd oohed and aahed, but they barely had time to boo before the Rev slapped Naz across the face, disfiguring him briefly and leaving him reeling. He walked over and stood above Naz before saying “You little pissant, I’m going to–” and suddenly Naz jumped up and started throwing hands at the Rev to varying degrees of success, Einherjar moving to get Naz off of his partner, then suddenly their other partner tonight was in the room.
The crowd popped huge for Mason “Razorblade” Savage coming on the scene, yelling at them to break it up and save it for the Consortium before Einherjar took umbrage with the way he’d been forcibly removed from el-Fadal, and then they started brawling. All four men were rumbling, and then suddenly a loud crack was heard, and Razorblade went down in a heap.
The Rev had a small smile on his face, probably because he’d just pulled Einherjar out of the way of an MDK Elbow that’d drilled The Champ on The Chin. Naz stood over Razorblade, clearly pissed, and offered a hand up. “Fu–Mason, I’m sorry. I wasn’t aiming for–” Razorblade got up and shoved Naz down, el-Fadal spitting on the floor and pointing up at his teammates. “This…this right here is exactly why we aren’t going to win tonight: because I’m surrounded by idiotic losers.”
This comment got an unexpected response: laughter across the board.
Einherjar stepped closer to Naz, who balled up his fists in response.
“Losers? Losers? Quite odd phrasing, Nazir, because when I look in this room, I see our tag team championships shining brightly as the light in our darkness. And while I’m no member of the Razorblade Fan Club (behind him, Savage gave him the look you might expect) it seems to me that he has the World Championship and has for nearly half a year. All three of us brilliant in our own ways, all three of us champions. So if this team has a weak link on it – what you would call a loser? Then it’s you. You’re the only one of us here that doesn’t have a title.”
The Quaranteers popped for that, and Nazir seethed before drawing himself up. He might have been talking to the Immortals, but he was looking at Savage the whole time.
“And how long do you think that’s going to last?” Before he could get a further asswhooping or his teammates could respond, he stomped out of the locker room. Savage waved off the Immortals trying to help him up, and all three champions exchanged stares before Mason gave a brusque “This isn’t over between us.”
“You and Naz or us?”
The Champ’s glare hardened, if that was possible. “ALL of us.” Then Savage left the room, presumably to find Naz. The Revenant and Einherjar exchanged glances before the Norwegian let out a loud, booming cackle.
“[BLEEP] I love a good training session.” And after he said that, both the Immortals let out loud, booming cackles.
| • Summer Rose d. Cindy Monet • | The lost summer of Collipark continues - we've seen the former tag champs have problems and take Ls from the newcomer "Dashing" Pierce Moore. Here, Cindy was looking for a signature win over longtime rival Rose but she couldn't quite get it here; Summer herself has been especially vicious lately and focused on her rematch for the Women's World championship. Rose put Monet through the wringer but in a change of pace Summer didn't use the Come Up to win but to set up a midring Koji Clutch that sapped the energy out of Monet. Cindy never tapped out but her body eventually went limp. **
Summer crawled towards a camera after getting her hand raised, saying that she would see Autumn next week…and she wouldn't be alone.
From there we went to a pretape, starting with older QCW footage from the beginning of the Quarantine Era, then we heard the voice of Bennett Carpenter.
"Two years of struggle. Two years of tears."
Soon, their voice was joined by the other half of the Women's World Tag Team champions, "THE Influencer" Ashley Szabo.
"Two years of separation. Two years of injuries."
They approached the camera in street clothes, each with a belt over a shoulder of theirs.
Carpenter sniffed, then smiled. "Two tag team belts."
Ashley wasn't smiling at all. "And soon? One team with two championships."
"Dark Mirror" added that's what AnIIversary means to them, and if the Immortals weren't afraid to Look Inward, then they'll see them to make history at AnIIversary by shutting down the false binary once and for all. Considering what happened when the Immortals went to Mexico, are they – are they going to unify the tag team titles?!
TOTHEBACK~!, where Enya Face brought on her guests, the International Workrate Consortium. She mentioned the recent losses the IWC has been suffering lately, causing them all to have a pained expression on their faces. Bringing up the fact that Serge could never again challenge for the World title made Batroc run his hand over his eyes and Jason cut off the questions, saying that, sure, they'd had a bad few weeks. So it was good that they were getting a chance to take their anger out on the hodgepodge of man babies they would take down in the main event: men who left behind the true ways of the finest mat wrestling in the world to loiter in graveyards, an absolute weasel masquerading as a #1 contender, and the luckiest World Champion in QCW history, a bunch of clowns looking for their car who couldn’t even get along for two minutes earlier tonight. So maybe some losses have been suffered, hehn, but tonight the precision unit that was the Consortium would watch their opponents destroy themselves before they could, then pick the bones. And when all four of those annoyances were eliminated, the Consortium would show why they had the Duquesne Cup and the Ambassadors Trios championships - because they were winners who stuck together. Serge buttoned things with a sneering "You're welcome!" to send the IWC off in high spirits.
| • Crusazdo del Oro d. Atum Pharaoh • | This styles clash kicked off the back half of the show and while the big Egyptian keeps improving from week to week he hasn't quite put together enough to gain a victory in QCW yet. Crusazdo survived the opening barrage and took over with his flying lucha libre offense before securing the W with the Parajo del Sol phoenix splash. **
We got some footage of some of the QCW Is series that’ve been running over the course of the summer before it ended with one person we hadn’t seen in the program yet: Commissioner Holmes. Holmes said that he was here to announce that QCW is coming back at AnIIversary next month, then explained:
They’re moving on to the next iteration of QCW (something that surely no new network would sign off on or anything, right?) from the COVID-era branding to revert both the league to Quality Championship Wrestling and AQ back to the good ol’ Quality Arena. Holmes also talked about courting new and international viewers by having QCW celebrate the diversity of its fanbase, said fanbase’s intelligence, seeking other media to inspire theirs while focusing on an in-ring product that continues to seek and amplify the future stars of tomorrow. It got kinda Dunder Mifflinesque towards the end, but again - September 18th, the night of AnIIversary, is the grand reopening of the Quality Arena to host Quality Championship Wrestling.
| • "These Hands" Roy Fade d. "Tiki God" Al Buffett to retain the QCW World Television title 2️⃣ • | The sole title match of the evening failed to have a title change to match, though Fade found himself frequently taken off of his feet due to Buffett's surprising strength. As he did last week against Rich Ward, Fade hung in tough against a hungry opponent then used some craftiness to save his title reign at the death: this week he countered Al's Inner Strength by executing a massive sunset flip powerbomb that left Al in a heap; the following mid-ring Decision was more for emphasis than anything else. *** Fade taunted the fallen Tiki God with the belt before posing on the buckles and taunting the fans; his magic number is down to 8 now.
Ahead of the king sized main event, the announce gave a rundown of some of the big matches that'd happen on next week's Ruckus:
🌟 "These Hands" tries to make his third successful TV title defense, this time against Crusazdo del Oro 🌟
🌟 In intergender tag team action, the Women's World Tag Team champions the Game Changers will go up against Pyotr Caviar and Anton Stahl of the International Workrate Consortium 🌟
🌟 Sick and tired of his antics (and shady wins over them), the former World Tag Team champions the College Park Family have challenged "Dashing" Pierce Moore to find a partner and meet them in the ring - but who can the newcomer get as his partner? 🌟
But that's next week, and the big eight man elimination tag is main eventing now.
Creepy whistling came on over the PA, followed by a sinister beat and driving guitar. If Rammstein's "Engel" didn't set the mood enough, the Quarantron did:
THE CONSORTIUM
Out came the IWC to a round of boos, though to a man they looked focused and ignored the jeers and jibes of the Quaranteers. Pyotr Caviar led the way to the ring, followed by Jason the Terrible, Anton Stahl (maybe he got to pick the new theme) and lastly the leader, Serge Batroc. Each man took to a buckle and glared at the Arena as if they could burn it down with their gazes. Serge briefly spoke to each man, dishing out some last minute words of encouragement or upbraiding as he saw fit.
Cue Arcarsenal.
Despite his now usual monster mixed reaction, Nazir el-Fadal came out looking like the last place he wanted to be was in this match, enemies against him and by his side. It wasn't quite a full lucha libre parajas Incredibles situation, but he was clearly the odd man out in this tag. No sooner had Naz gotten to ringside and started exchanging words with the IWC then the lights went out in the Arena.
"Killed By Death".
A huge monster pop for QCW's resident monsters, the undefeated World Tag Team champions even before the lights came on to reveal that they were now flanking el-Fadal, causing him to jump back a couple steps and yell out "AllahDAMNIT!" in response. Einherjar and the Rev had evil grins for everyone before they slowly raised up their belts. Two of QCW's most notorious purveyors of unscripted violence waited for another.
And to the pop of the night, out marched The Champ, understandably in a foul mood in his own right; he, too ignored the crowd and matched down the ramp with his eyes set on the ring. He completely ignored the Immortals but shoulder checked Naz in the back before sliding into the ring and holding up the Twelve Pounds of Gold in the faces of the IWC, causing Serge's face to get even more angry and focused.
Niceties fully dispensed with, The Champ laid down the belt in the middle of the ring and had a simple edict for anyone with him, against him, it didn't matter.
"Bring it on, [BLEEP] [BLEEP] [body parts don't fold that way] [ow my freaking ears]!"
1st fall: With the Immortals bemused and Naz sulking, the World Champion was clearly going to start things off for his side. The Consortium began to talk things over amongst themselves and it seemed like they agreed Caviar would start the match – but Jason the Terrible blind tagged himself in before that showdown could happen. Reassuring his teammates he had this was the last thing that happened before he walked into Razorblade pilfering Naz's MDK Elbow, and despite that Naz was the first in the ring to fend off the Consortium's attempts to break the fall. When the Immortals followed suit, The Champ secured the 3 in nearly record time. Mason "Razorblade" Savage eliminates Jason the Terrible; 4-3 Team Gold & Naz
2nd fall: While Jason tried to recover on the floor a Pier 7 broke out in the ring, giving the advantage to the ostensible white hats. When the ring was cleared of the Consortium, Einherjar spun Naz around and gave him a vicious bicycle knee strike that almost left el-Fadal drooling to the crowd's cheers. But the person who wasn't cheering was Razorblade, who started questioning why he was attacking a partner (even Naz, but still). This got the response you might expect, and pretty soon Razorblade found himself fighting the Immortals. The remaining IWC members waited until they laid out The Champ before they rushed the ring and the tag champs in shades of the handicap match a couple of weeks ago. It took some time, but they were getting the upper hand when Naz – well, it looked like he was trying to save the day, but it also looked like he almost bisected the legal Einherjar with a MDK Elbow with nobody from the Consortium within striking distance. Unsurprisingly enough after that, two things happened: Razorblade and Naz started having words and the Consortium took over, eventually taking advantage when Caviar Hit His Music on the tag champ and eliminated him. Pyotr Caviar eliminates Einherjar; tied at 3
3rd fall: Naz tried to surprise Caviar by getting the jump on him after the fall, laying in wild kicks and punches on the Tracksuit Tsar. Caviar shoved him away but Naz recovered first and rattled him with a MDK Elbow. Naz decided to run for the ropes, then came off with extra momentum behind another MDK Elbow. But when he went to that well again, Caviar got the jump on him and sent him packing with a thunderous Russian sickle that turned el-Fadal into a snow angel on the mat. Of note, no one tried to save Naz (not that I blame them). Pyotr Caviar eliminates Nazir el-Fadal; the IWC lead 3-2
4th fall: With the Consortium in the lead, Razorblade opted to run point for the next part to try and even things up. While he and the Rev exchanged hard glares and harder tags, they got along well enough. Anton Stahl actually took the lion's share of their offense while Serge talked to Pyotr on the apron and massaged his shoulders. Whatever Pyotr got coached up paid off when he blind tagged himself in as it looked like Anton was going to be put away - then he pulled Razorblade out of his attempted Soul Crusher before gaining his balance and launching them both into the highlight reel with an avalanche spinning sitout powerbomb that got "Holy shit!" chants for nearly a minute straight after it landed. The Champ was done for and God would've been, too. Pyotr Caviar eliminates Mason "Razorblade" Savage: the IWC lead 3-1
5th fall: It was ironic that as the prospect of sudden death was in the air, the last man standing on a side was the Revenant. Something something flat circle. He and Pyotr exchanged a series of hard shots before Anton blind tagged himself in, but the Rev began to use his power advantage to get the upper hand. Seeing his teammate in trouble, Pyotr would blind tag himself in minutes later; yet it didn't stop the chokeslam on Anton and even worse for the Consortium, shortly thereafter Pyotr would get chokeslammed onto Anton and the Rev would pin them both in order. The Revenant eliminated Pyotr Caviar; the IWC lead 2-1
6th fall: the Revenant eliminated Anton Stahl; 1-1 tie
SUDDEN DEATH: Announce understandably lost their minds over the next fall winning the match and the match going the distance. The Revenant was still throwing his bombs, but Serge was clearly the fresher man of the two and proved it: he'd sneak in thumbs to the eye, bail to the outside and milk ten counts, and even used the ref as a shield a couple of times. But the most important thing he did was avoid the Red Right Hand. One time he was able to slip from it and actually execute the Arc de Triomphe, though the Rev kicked out of it; the second time, he slipped through it and executed a jacknife cover. The bonus touch of the referee missing both his feet on the ropes brought this to a sudden, shocking end. ****
| • the International Workrate Consortium d. QCW World Heavyweight Champion Mason "Razorblade" Savage, QCW World Tag Team Champions the Immortals & "the One Man Jihad" Nazir el-Fadal in an elimination match • lone survivor: Serge Batroc |
Steve obviously was out of joint over the match's end as replays confirmed it, but Starr pointed out that it was the job of a great leader to win no matter what the odds were, and Serge had done just that. Back live, we saw the rest of the Consortium come back out to celebrate their leader, the Quaranteers jeering the scene. The referee being smart enough to get outside of range of a chokeslamming left a pissed off Revenant skulking in the ring ripping off the turnbuckle pads while on the ramp, Caviar put Serge on his shoulders and Anton and Jason kissed ass like the pros they were. Ruckus went off the air to jeers and Rammstein.
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