So Put A Solid Gold in the Jukebox, Baby.

We’ve waited for what feels like forever to get back into the fold after bowing out to 2BECOME1 and Dangerous Mix. That’s an awful long time to get bored, folks. Hence why we kept ourselves on TV as much as possible. Even teased a challenge, hoping someone would take the bait. Thanks, Fox and Muldergihara. Got ourselves a nice little scrap arranged for Great American Nightmare…and it’ll be a nightmare for that duo. But first? We get to play all the ol’ hits. Here comes Solid Gold Rock and Roll! Mr. Electric Boots himself, Trent Hackeysack. And the Boogerman, Barry Delgado. A couple swingin’ cats, if you will. But don’t swing too hard fellas, you don’t wanna get hurt! I love me some music too, but I’m a bit more…dignified. Give me some classical music. Bands like Judas Priest encourage violence, but guys like Beethoven encourage violins. That’s the stuff, right there. Our first step toward getting back into tag title contention is to get a win. And, in life, if you want a win, you have to make it a win. Wayne Gretzky said that, I think. So, when PRIME hits the road once more for ReVival 10, you’d better believe ol’ Kenny and I are gonna step into that ring and strike a real chord to get back in the thick of things! Been training extra hard after ReVival 7, chomping at the bit for this opportunity…and we’re not letting a couple party animals rain on our parade. See you in that there squared circle, gents. ~ Randall Schwartz

6.9.22 The Laundry Room Las Vegas, Nevada We find our heroes(?) hanging out in one of the many, many bars in Sin City, where they sit as close as they can to the exit, just in case. “You know how these things go, Kenny. A fight could break out any second, now.” Randall speaks up, referring to the usual trope involved with these locales. Kenny gives a nod of understanding, taking a sip of his rum and Dr. Pepper…hold the rum, of course. As the pair continue to lounge in a place most appropriate for it, we see Aeon Khronos stepping in with a drink of unknown origin in his hand. Kenny, noticing the arrival of Aeon, speaks up. “Hey, so I talked to Xander a few days ago…well, barely. He assured me that he’s NOT the guy we saw in that portal…and then mumbled something about walking the path. I dunno.” That final statement is made with a shrug of the shoulders, but Aeon gives a nod of acknowledgement. “I could’ve told you that, Kenny. I’ve been traversing this multiverse for some time now, and the man we saw was a Xander Azula that once sat at the right hand of a crazed religious lunatic.” Kenny just looks at him with confusion on his face. “Are you SURE we’re not talking about the same guy, then? ‘Cause uhhhh…” Aeon just chuckles at this, taking a sip of his odd drink. “My point being, that is just a taste of what the multiverse looks like. If you find yourself in another universe, the people you think you know could be maybe slightly similar…or completely different. Anything’s possible.” With a final nod, the trio give a toast to their future success…as a blue portal swirls open in the distance.

We got ourselves a couple party rockers in the house tonight, don’t we? Missed opportunity to call yourselves Electric Boogaloo, but it is what it is. I’ll be honest, fellas…getting eliminated from Survivor took a bit of wind out of my sails. Something I’m sure you two can attest to, really. That’s why a match like this is so important…it’s a chance to bounce back. A chance to prove just how dangerous we can be. And we are looking forward to mixing it up with you fellas, to make some really great music…until the final beat drops for Solid Gold Rock and Roll! ~ Kenny Freeman