FLAMBERGE vs. CORAL AVALON
Vince Howard: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A buzz fill the arena.
Nick Stuart: This match is going to be a fun one for sure.
Richard Parker: As long as Brandon Youngblood stays away from FLAMBERGE.
Nick Stuart: Well, FLAMBERGE has an uncanny ability to get under people’s skin. He will be going up against Coral Avalon, as he looks to conquer PRIME.
Richard Parker: Meh.
In the ring, Vince Howard continues his introductions.
Vince Howard: Introducing first, standing at six feet tall and weighing in at two-hundred-and-six-pounds, he hails from STRASBOURG, FRANCE! FLAMBERGE!
“Dangereux” by IAM plays to a strong, negative reaction. He walks briskly to the ring, stone-faced, and ignores the fans around him as he is in the zone. He walks around the ring before hopping onto the ring apron and slipping through the ropes.
Nick Stuart: FLAMBERGE has been impressive in his PRIME run thus far, with every match being closely-contested regardless if he wins or loses.
Richard Parker: All of his losses have been travesties.
Nick Stuart: I don’t think that is true.
Richard Parker: And I can’t wait for him to knock out Brandon Youngblood.
Nick Stuart: Want to say that to his face?
Richard Parker: …no.
Back in the ring, Vince Howard continues his introductions.
Vince Howard: And his opponent… standing at six feet tall, weighing in at two-hundred-and-fourteen-pounds… he hails from SEATTLE, WASHINGTON! HE IS THE CROWNLESS KING! CORAL! AVALON!
The haunting opening notes of “Real Me” plays. A single light shines through the billowing fog at the entryway, from behind a single figure standing at the center of the stage, the light and the fog shrouding him in silhouette. He wears a patchwork fur cloak, with the right shoulder having the faux head of a lion stitched to it and the left shoulder spiked with claws and fangs.
The moment the guitars hit, the lights come back on, and there standing at the top of the stage is the Crownless King himself. Coral Avalon makes his way down to the ring, hopping up onto the apron, and stepping inside. Once in, he turns to the side of the ring with the hard camera. After standing for a few moments, he brings his fists together, sticking out his ring and pinkie fingers.
Nick Stuart: And Avalon making his way out to the ring without Sid Phillips or Joe Fontaine, by his request.
Richard Parker: Dumb. Always come with backup!
Nick Stuart: And what backup do you have when you walk around Vegas?
Richard Parker: My two fists!
Nick Stuart: HA! Okay.
Jimmy Turnbull looks at both men, provides his final set of instructions, and then signals for the start of the match.
FLAMBO leans in the corner at the sound of the bell ringing as Coral moves to the center of the ring.
Richard Parker: Well, this is a strategy.
Nick Stuart: FLAMBERGE not moving as he is legit leaning in the corner and doesn’t seem to be in a hurry in the least bit.
Richard Parker: If you were FLAMBERGE, would you rush anything? This man is the personification of cool.
Nick Stuart: Was personification your vocab word of the day on the toilet paper I got you?
Richard Parker: You promised we would never talk about that.
Jimmy Turnbull points at FLAMBERGE to exit the ring, but he simply shakes his head. Coral begins to move towards FLAMBO, but FLAMBO steps in between the ropes and brushes Coral away, looking at Turnbull to do his job.
Nick Stuart: FLAMBERGE not interested in starting this match?
Richard Parker: Have you seen Coral Avalon? He should be checked out by a psychiatrist!
Nick Stuart: What’s wrong with Coral Avalon?
Richard Parker: He wears a fur cloak, Nick. Fur cloak.
Turnbull orders Coral away and FLAMBERGE hesitantly steps back into the ring, shooting Coral a look that screams ‘bitch, please’. FLAMBERGE walks against the side of the ring, his eyes focused upon Coral who is itching for the match to actually start. FLAMBERGE posts himself up in another corner and leans into the corner, a knowing smile on his face.
Richard Parker: For a kid so young, he’s brilliant.
Nick Stuart: He also makes people want to smack them across the face quite a bit.
Richard Parker: Also true.
Nick Stuart: I think Brandon Youngblood is at the top of that list.
Richard Parker: True.
FLAMBERGE inches out of the corner and Coral moves towards him only for FLAMBERGE to drop to the mat and roll out under the bottom rope.
Nick Stuart: The fans here in Las Vegas sharing their thoughts of FLAMBERGE’s actions here tonight.
Richard Parker: This is why I can’t wait for us to get on the road. These fans are so entitled.
Nick Stuart: Entitled?! FLAMBERGE is entitled.
Richard Parker: False.
FLAMBERGE walks around the ring while Coral Avalon locks his eyes on him as Turnbull orders FLAMBERGE back into the ring. He holds up a finger — ‘one minute’ — as he puts his hands on his hips and walks around the ring, a smirk on his face. He then walks up the ring steps and begins to re-enter the ring only for Coral Avalon to rush at him. FLAMBERGE quickly hops off the ring apron and holds his hands up.
Richard Parker: I wish more people could be this smart.
Nick Stuart: When Coral Avalon gets his hands on FLAMBERGE, this crowd is going to explode.
Richard Parker: Will they though? Will they?
FLAMBERGE tells Turnbull to control Avalon. He makes his way to the ring steps again and steps onto the ring apron. He begins to re-enter the ring, pointing his finger at Avalon. FLAMBERGE circles around the ring and as Avalon rushes at him, he rolls out of the ring only for Avalon to follow after him, grab him by the back of the head and slam FLAMBERGE’s head into the ring apron.
Nick Stuart: Told you.
Richard Parker: Okay, fair enough.
FLAMBERGE stumbles away from The Crownless King only for Avalon to grab him by the shoulder and rolls him back into the ring. Avalon wastes no time as he slides under the bottom rope and catches a rising FLAMBERGE with a knife-edge chop that causes the young superstar to howl in pain. Coral then plants his knee into FLAMBERGE’s midsection before sending his head snapping backwards with a stiff knee strike to the face.
Nick Stuart: And Avalon starting to get some offense in on FLAMBERGE!
Richard Parker: This is not deserved in the LEAST bit!
Nick Stuart: Agree to disagree. Meanwhile, Avalon grabbing FLAMBERGE off of the mat, whips him into the ropes, goes for a dropkick, but FLAMBERGE saw it coming and wrapped his arms around the top rope. Avalon getting back up to his feet and FLAMBERGE connects with a scissor kick to the back of Avalon’s neck and head!
Richard Parker: Yeah, baby! Get it going, FLAMBO!
FLAMBERGE sits on the mat, slamming his forearm across his chest, as he easily gets back up to his feet and grabs the back of Avalon’s skull, pulls him up off the mat, and slams his knee into The Crownless King’s face. Avalon stumbles back into the ropes as FLAMBO saunters over and connects with a knife-edge chop across Coral’s chest. He then yanks Avalon off of the ropes and connects with a high-angle hip toss. Avalon sits up, his back arching, and FLAMBERGE decides to add to it with a stiff running kick to the spine of Coral.
Richard Parker: Well, FLAMBERGE out here giving back adjustments and realignments to his opponents. Such a good guy.
Nick Stuart: That is the complete opposite of what just happened.
Richard Parker: Are you sure? See, watch.Now FLAMBERGE is helping Avalon back up to his feet and, oh so sweet! He just smacked away the fly that landed on Avalon’s jaw.
Nick Stuart: That was a forearm strike across Coral’s face from FLAMBERGE!
Richard Parker: TO-MAY-TO, TO-MAH-TO.
Coral stumbles into the nearby corner after the forearm smash as FLAMBERGE lines him up for a front kick to the chest. Avalon collapses in the corner as FLAMBERGE moves to the opposite corner, sizes Coral up once again and runs full speed only to slam his knee into the turnbuckle as Avalon rolls under the bottom rope. FLAMBO grabs his knee in pain as he hops around while The Crownless King hops up on the ring apron and springboards off the top turnbuckle for a flying forearm into the back of FLAMBERGE’s skull.
Richard Parker: How rude!
Nick Stuart: Chill out Stephanie Tanner. Avalon managing to get a bit of momentum in his favor there as FLAMBERGE was a bit too cool for school there.
Richard Parker: FLAMBERGE only applies the correct amount of cool. Never too much or too little!
Nick Stuart: Well, now Coral Avalon is being the nice opponent by helping FLAMBERGE up to his feet, whips him into the ropes, and does his own back adjustment to FLAMBERGE.
Richard Parker: That was a pendulum backbreaker, not the same thing.
FLAMBERGE pushes himself back up to his feet, clutching his back in the process, and is met with a spinning back elbow for his troubles. Coral grabs FLAMBERGE’s wrist and goes to whip him into the ropes, but FLAMBERGE connects with a judo throw. Avalon lands hard on the mat, pushes back up to his feet, and is met with a leg kick to his right calf. FLAMBERGE then grabs Avalon by the wrist and whips him into the corner with Avalon crashing chest first. He stumbles backwards into FLAMBERGE putting him into a facelock and connects with a reverse suplex. Avalon chest bounces off the mat and sits up on his knees only for FLAMBERGE to connect with a stiff front kick to the chest.
Nick Stuart: Well, Avalon’s chest is definitely beaten and battered.
Richard Parker: Love the creative and inventive offense that FLAMBERGE manages to pull off. Just simply amazing.
Nick Stuart: Please, stop drooling.
Richard Parker: How about FLAMBERGE peeling Avalon off of the mat, whipping him into the ropes and–
Nick Stuart: Finish it.
Richard Parker: No.
Nick Stuart: Fine. Avalon slides through the legs of FLAMBERGE and connects with a German Suplex on FLAMBERGE!
Richard Parker: …hate you.
Avalon makes his way back up to his feet, bounces off the ropes, and connects with a leaping double knee across the midsection of FLAMBERGE! Avalon rolls through, bounces back up to his feet, and then springboards off the middle rope into a moonsault, with him hooking FLAMBERGE’s leg in the process.
Turnbull looks at Avalon and confirms the two-count. Coral nods his head, reaches down to grab the back of FLAMBERGE’s head, and is then rolled into a small package.
Avalon manages to kick out as both men scramble to their feet. FLAMBERGE goes for a spinning back kick, but Avalon manages to catch it and flips FLAMBERGE backwards, who lands on his feet. Avalon goes for a snap kick to FLAMBERGE’s chest, but FLAMBERGE manages to catch it and takes out The Crownless King’s other leg from him, sending him to the mat. FLAMBERGE drills the point of his right foot into Avalon’s right thigh repeatedly before pushing Avalon’s leg up over his head and Coral uses the momentum to get back up to his feet before connecting with leaping knee strike to FLAMBERGE’s face.
Richard Parker: Back and forth!
Nick Stuart: And they are not nearly done as FLAMBERGE drops to one knee, Avalon bounces off the ropes and he goes for another knee strike, but FLAMBERGE manages to duck under it. He then spins around, wraps his left arm around Coral’s midsection, and drills his knees into the back of Avalon’s legs.
Richard Parker: Get him FLAMBERGE!
Nick Stuart: Calm down. FLAMBERGE with a German Suplex of his own — but Avalon manages to land on his feet and dropkicks FLAMBERGE in the back, who stumbles backwards into the ropes and then Avalon connects with a STIFF forearm to the back of FLAMBERGE’s neck.
Richard Parker: Nooooooooooooooo!
FLAMBERGE stumbles forward again as Avalon runs towards the ropes, leaps off the middle rope, and goes for a flying kick, but FLAMBO manages to duck underneath it. Avalon lands on the mat and as he gets back up to his feet, FLAMBERGE connects with a double leg takedown into a flurry of forearms and elbow strikes that Avalon tries his best to block. He is unsuccessful though as FLAMBO unleashes fury upon him.
Richard Parker: Ha ha!
Nick Stuart: You sound like a poorly put together villain in a campy superhero show.
Richard Parker: Okay, no need to be mean.
Nick Stuart: Whatever. FLAMBERGE back up to his feet and instead of raining down elbows and forearms, he is now stomping away at Avalon! He now pulls Avalon off of the mat, whips him into the ropes, and connects with a roundhouse kick!
Avalon, looks dazed as FLAMBERGE moves to the corner and watches him fight to his feet. As Coral makes his way up to his feet, FLAMBERGE connects with a spinning heel kick to Avalon’s midsection, doubling him over. FLAMBERGE then goes for an axe kick, but Avalon moves out of the way at the last possible second.
Nick Stuart: FLAMBERGE looking to put Avalon away for good, but Avalon managing to get out of the way in the nick of time.
Richard Parker: Cheater.
Nick Stuart: Avalon bounces off the ropes… YAKUZA KICK! RHONOGOMYNIAD!
Richard Parker: First, boo. Second, that’s a mouthful.
Nick Stuart: Avalon with the first of the King’s Armaments, but he is not going for the pin here. Instead, he is climbing the nearby turnbuckle.
Richard Parker: Dumb.
Richard Parker, while crass, isn’t wrong as Avalon goes for a top rope diving double stomp and FLAMBERGE manages to roll out of the way at the last second. Avalon rolls through it and as he is getting back up, FLAMBERGE connects with a thumb to Avalon’s eye.
Nick Stuart: What a cheating PRAT!
Richard Parker: Clearly, there was some dry skin near his eye. You don’t want that to get in Avalon’s eye, do you?
FLAMBERGE quickly pounces on Avalon while Turnbull admonishes him and puts him in a guillotine choke.
Richard Parker: It is OVER!
Nick Stuart: FLAMBERGE cheats and then puts in the Marie Antoinette on Avalon! Coral trying to fight out of it, but FLAMBERGE wraps his legs around Avalon’s torso, collapsing them both onto the mat.
Avalon tries to grit his way through it, but knows he is stuck as he taps out.
DING DING DING
Vince Howard: Your winner… FLAMBERGE!
Nick Stuart: And the fans letting it be known their thoughts on FLAMBERGE cheating to get to his victory here.
Richard Parker: Oh come off it. FLAMBERGE was just being helpful. Avalon had this match won and decided to go for a second finishing move. That is unsportsmanlike if you ask me.
Nick Stuart: Your ability to twist anything to fit your viewpoint is absolutely deplorable.
Richard Parker: Why, thank you.
Nick Stuart: You clearly haven’t gotten to that word on your toilet paper roll.
FLAMBERGE gets back up to his feet and Turnbull tries to raise his hand in victory, but FLAMBERGE pulls away from him and raises his own arms in victory.
Coral Avalon lies on the mat, grabbing his throat, disappointed in the loss.
FLAMBERGE exits the ring and waves off the fans who have their own opinions of him.
Nick Stuart: We still have a STACKED card to come, including the Intense Title being defended and in our main event, the Tag Team Champions will be defending their titles against Masters of the Multiverse B-Team! First though, this commercial break.
Richard Parker: Aren’t we on a streaming platform?
Nick ignores Richard as we fade to a commercial.