Post by Rhaps on Oct 20, 2013 16:01:17 GMT -4
The crowd have fallen silent as the two gladiatorial combatants have ceased their relentless assaults on one another, at least for a time. Rhaps looks worse for wear as a myriad of fresh cuts and bruises cover the entirety of the tortured frame of the Englishman. Above him looms the menacing form of his tormentor, his would-be annihilator and the one person in the whole of EVPW that, with the possible exception of Vladimir Strife, would do almost anything to put Rhaps down for a three count. The hubbub of the crowd reaches tumultuous levels once again as fresh screams of support and hatred are chorused at the two superstars that are currently embroiled in warfare. The New Zealander is wearing a smirk as she reaches down, grasping the lengths of her opponent’s hair in her iron grip. The Ice Cream Eater feels his body being lifted off the ring canvas like some hero of old has come to release him from his suffering. Instead, the monstrous visage of the demented diva looms in his eye line and a shudder runs up the centre of his spine. Rhaps’ magnanimous hatred of this woman has grown tenfold over the course of the match thus far. The maniac superstar doesn’t even react as two right hands hit him flush in the centre of his forehead and the accompanying throb of pain lets him know that, unfortunately, he is still in the world of the living and can feel every ripple of agony brought on by this woman’s endless barrage.
Envy delivers another stinging punch that floors the Slice-O-Matic 9000 and she has a self-assured grin plastered over her features, confident that she has this match well in hand and that it will be a matter of time before she is declared the winner. The reigning champion takes a moment or two to rub salt in the proverbial wound, strutting around the squared circle and throwing her hands up into the air. This brings on a fresh torrent of boos to be showered upon this hated diva. She begins laughing in the face of it, lapping up all of the attention that the people in the audience are lavishing upon her and sending a mocking laugh back in their faces. This only intensifies their dislike of the Decimation champion and her smile grows ever wider. Unbeknownst to Envy, this has given Rhaps a little time to recover and her antics have riled up the Englishman. The Safety Ranger places his palms flat on the ring mat and he pushes his fatigued body up onto his haunches. Envy meanwhile remains woefully oblivious to the shifting events that are happening right at her very feet.
JP: Rhaps is almost done. It could be time to stick a fork in this match because Envy has been dominant for the vast majority of this match and Rhaps is finished. He can barely stand up at this point.
Ray: Come on Rhapsy, you can do it. Fight through the pain!
The defending champion turns on her heel in time to witness her fatigued opponent stumbling blindly back to a vertical base. She instantly begins stalking her prey, the Englishman’s back to her as she approached from behind with her arms held aloft. Rhaps abruptly turns on the spot in time to halt the machinations of his deadly rival and he stares at her, his eyes aflame with a building rage that is sure to breaks the walls of the dam that held it in. Before Envy can react the Safety Ranger becomes a motion blur as he throws his right foot high into the air, executing a picture perfect reverse roundhouse kick that impacts into the centre of her skull. Her pate ricochets backwards nastily as she flops into the ring ropes, her back now facing the SIC Monster. She grips the top rope stolidly to prevent herself from falling, once again exhibiting her amazing conditioning and strength to resist being grounded by the manoeuvre. Rhaps has different ideas as he suddenly drops to his knees, looping an arm underneath her legs. The champion finds herself being dragged backwards at the waist and she is abruptly torn away from the ropes she had been leaning against.
The Covetous Cunt is yanked away from the ropes unceremoniously and she falls backwards. Rhaps finds purchase on her lower half before he compresses the diva in half and holds her shoulders against the ring mat with a roll up pin. The Zeba shirted official drops to his hands and knees and his palm slaps the canvas once before Envy can react. The referee’s hand slaps two and she begins writhing under the Rhapsitastic One. A squeal of desperation escapes her lips as she tries to find some purchase on the ring mat that could possibly aid in her breaking the pinning combination and keeping the match alive. Rhaps however has different ideas as he brings more of his weight to bear down on top of her. Her struggles lessen somewhat as the referee counts for a third time and the sound of the ring bell is heard. Psychosocial by Slipknot begins playing and the crowd are on their feet, showering their adoration at the climax of a truly amazing encounter for the performance put forth by the respective superstars rather than for the superstars themselves.
Ray: YES! He did it! Rhaps came back from the edge of the abyss and proved everyone that he could do it and that Envy can be beaten. The SIC Monster is the champion and this is now officially the happiest moment of the night so far. Of course I get to perve on Vlad next as well. Truly, I am blessed.
JP: Well, your creepy social life aside, Rhaps put on a hell of a performance just withstanding that barrage and being able to stay in this match. And he won in the dying moments with an upset victory and you can almost guarantee that Envy will have something to say about this.
As the two commentators continue to talk back and forth, the Decimation championship is given to the referee from the outside and Lizzie Morna steps forwards with a microphone held in her hand. Rhaps’ entrance music continues to reverberate around the building as the ring announcer puts the microphone to her lips to declare the winner.
Lizzie: Here is your winner and the new Decimation Champion. Rhaps!
The Beast Unleashed sags to the ring mat and breathes heavily whilst an irate New Zealand Terror is on her feet and screaming her protestations. Rhaps can vaguely hear her words and he catches the phrase ‘fast count’ and ‘unfair’ being spat venomously from the now former champion. The in ring official approaches her fearfully, explaining that he did in fact count the pinfall correctly and that she is no longer the champion. He still has the Decimator title held in his grasp and Envy snatches at it angrily. He does his level best to stop the demented diva from getting her talons on the title belt but he is shoved back like a toy doll and the Anazac Assassin holds the title belt aloft over her head. Over the din of Rhaps’ entrance music and the voices of the fans, Envy attempts to scream her denial of Rhaps’ victory. The Englishman remains inert on the ring mat but he has a wide grin plastered on his facial features as he looks up at the enraged expression now being worn by his previously undefeated foe. She looks down at him and he face creases in annoyance.
The Tyrannical Twat places the Decimator title on her shoulder before exiting the squared circle. Many expect her to make a beeline for the exit at this point but instead, the devious diva looks under the ring apron for a weapon of some sort. She quickly re-emerges with a sledgehammer and holds it over her head before sliding back under the ring ropes. Envy casts the title belt to one side as she now stands threateningly in the centre of the ring while Rhaps struggles back to his feet. She shouts threats at him as he stands fully erect and a dull whistle is heard as she swings the ominous weapon. The Canterbury Carved however backs out of the way of the clumsy swing before he latches onto his nemesis’ hands. Rhaps begins squeezing the Kiwi’s hands and he cries out in pain. Her iron grip is soon broken and the Englishman takes a hold of the dreaded weapon. Envy is suddenly clobbered in the face with the head of the hammer and she reels backwards from the impact. The Safety Ranger raises it again and once more the hammer crashes into her forehead, flooring the former champion.
Rhaps throws the sledgehammer to the outside, a rather loud clang being emitted as metal meets concrete. He then demands a microphone be handed to him. One is quickly thrown to the Aerialist by a stage hand and he crosses over to Envy’s fallen form and drops to a knee beside her. She hasn’t moved since the impact from the sledgehammer and the maniac superstar places the microphone next to her mouth. A few quizzical glances are thrown in Rhaps’ direction as he extricates his knife from his pocket and draws it up to the young woman’s cheek. Her ignited screams of agony are magnified by the microphone that rested mere inches and every sinew of her tortured flesh is echoed about the arena. Rhaps continues to carve the diva’s cheek and before too long he steps away. Envy’s face is covered in a swathe of blood and through the crimson life force, the letter R can be seen etched into her once unblemished face. The Canterbury Carver holds the knife aloft before crossing the ring to retrieve the Decimation Championship, placing on his shoulder before exiting the squared circle. His entrance music continues to thunder gloriously in his moment of triumph and he has a raised hand all the way up the entrance ramp.
EoT - Comments Welcome. Thank you to Envy for making this an awesome match.
Envy delivers another stinging punch that floors the Slice-O-Matic 9000 and she has a self-assured grin plastered over her features, confident that she has this match well in hand and that it will be a matter of time before she is declared the winner. The reigning champion takes a moment or two to rub salt in the proverbial wound, strutting around the squared circle and throwing her hands up into the air. This brings on a fresh torrent of boos to be showered upon this hated diva. She begins laughing in the face of it, lapping up all of the attention that the people in the audience are lavishing upon her and sending a mocking laugh back in their faces. This only intensifies their dislike of the Decimation champion and her smile grows ever wider. Unbeknownst to Envy, this has given Rhaps a little time to recover and her antics have riled up the Englishman. The Safety Ranger places his palms flat on the ring mat and he pushes his fatigued body up onto his haunches. Envy meanwhile remains woefully oblivious to the shifting events that are happening right at her very feet.
JP: Rhaps is almost done. It could be time to stick a fork in this match because Envy has been dominant for the vast majority of this match and Rhaps is finished. He can barely stand up at this point.
Ray: Come on Rhapsy, you can do it. Fight through the pain!
The defending champion turns on her heel in time to witness her fatigued opponent stumbling blindly back to a vertical base. She instantly begins stalking her prey, the Englishman’s back to her as she approached from behind with her arms held aloft. Rhaps abruptly turns on the spot in time to halt the machinations of his deadly rival and he stares at her, his eyes aflame with a building rage that is sure to breaks the walls of the dam that held it in. Before Envy can react the Safety Ranger becomes a motion blur as he throws his right foot high into the air, executing a picture perfect reverse roundhouse kick that impacts into the centre of her skull. Her pate ricochets backwards nastily as she flops into the ring ropes, her back now facing the SIC Monster. She grips the top rope stolidly to prevent herself from falling, once again exhibiting her amazing conditioning and strength to resist being grounded by the manoeuvre. Rhaps has different ideas as he suddenly drops to his knees, looping an arm underneath her legs. The champion finds herself being dragged backwards at the waist and she is abruptly torn away from the ropes she had been leaning against.
The Covetous Cunt is yanked away from the ropes unceremoniously and she falls backwards. Rhaps finds purchase on her lower half before he compresses the diva in half and holds her shoulders against the ring mat with a roll up pin. The Zeba shirted official drops to his hands and knees and his palm slaps the canvas once before Envy can react. The referee’s hand slaps two and she begins writhing under the Rhapsitastic One. A squeal of desperation escapes her lips as she tries to find some purchase on the ring mat that could possibly aid in her breaking the pinning combination and keeping the match alive. Rhaps however has different ideas as he brings more of his weight to bear down on top of her. Her struggles lessen somewhat as the referee counts for a third time and the sound of the ring bell is heard. Psychosocial by Slipknot begins playing and the crowd are on their feet, showering their adoration at the climax of a truly amazing encounter for the performance put forth by the respective superstars rather than for the superstars themselves.
Ray: YES! He did it! Rhaps came back from the edge of the abyss and proved everyone that he could do it and that Envy can be beaten. The SIC Monster is the champion and this is now officially the happiest moment of the night so far. Of course I get to perve on Vlad next as well. Truly, I am blessed.
JP: Well, your creepy social life aside, Rhaps put on a hell of a performance just withstanding that barrage and being able to stay in this match. And he won in the dying moments with an upset victory and you can almost guarantee that Envy will have something to say about this.
As the two commentators continue to talk back and forth, the Decimation championship is given to the referee from the outside and Lizzie Morna steps forwards with a microphone held in her hand. Rhaps’ entrance music continues to reverberate around the building as the ring announcer puts the microphone to her lips to declare the winner.
Lizzie: Here is your winner and the new Decimation Champion. Rhaps!
The Beast Unleashed sags to the ring mat and breathes heavily whilst an irate New Zealand Terror is on her feet and screaming her protestations. Rhaps can vaguely hear her words and he catches the phrase ‘fast count’ and ‘unfair’ being spat venomously from the now former champion. The in ring official approaches her fearfully, explaining that he did in fact count the pinfall correctly and that she is no longer the champion. He still has the Decimator title held in his grasp and Envy snatches at it angrily. He does his level best to stop the demented diva from getting her talons on the title belt but he is shoved back like a toy doll and the Anazac Assassin holds the title belt aloft over her head. Over the din of Rhaps’ entrance music and the voices of the fans, Envy attempts to scream her denial of Rhaps’ victory. The Englishman remains inert on the ring mat but he has a wide grin plastered on his facial features as he looks up at the enraged expression now being worn by his previously undefeated foe. She looks down at him and he face creases in annoyance.
The Tyrannical Twat places the Decimator title on her shoulder before exiting the squared circle. Many expect her to make a beeline for the exit at this point but instead, the devious diva looks under the ring apron for a weapon of some sort. She quickly re-emerges with a sledgehammer and holds it over her head before sliding back under the ring ropes. Envy casts the title belt to one side as she now stands threateningly in the centre of the ring while Rhaps struggles back to his feet. She shouts threats at him as he stands fully erect and a dull whistle is heard as she swings the ominous weapon. The Canterbury Carved however backs out of the way of the clumsy swing before he latches onto his nemesis’ hands. Rhaps begins squeezing the Kiwi’s hands and he cries out in pain. Her iron grip is soon broken and the Englishman takes a hold of the dreaded weapon. Envy is suddenly clobbered in the face with the head of the hammer and she reels backwards from the impact. The Safety Ranger raises it again and once more the hammer crashes into her forehead, flooring the former champion.
Rhaps throws the sledgehammer to the outside, a rather loud clang being emitted as metal meets concrete. He then demands a microphone be handed to him. One is quickly thrown to the Aerialist by a stage hand and he crosses over to Envy’s fallen form and drops to a knee beside her. She hasn’t moved since the impact from the sledgehammer and the maniac superstar places the microphone next to her mouth. A few quizzical glances are thrown in Rhaps’ direction as he extricates his knife from his pocket and draws it up to the young woman’s cheek. Her ignited screams of agony are magnified by the microphone that rested mere inches and every sinew of her tortured flesh is echoed about the arena. Rhaps continues to carve the diva’s cheek and before too long he steps away. Envy’s face is covered in a swathe of blood and through the crimson life force, the letter R can be seen etched into her once unblemished face. The Canterbury Carver holds the knife aloft before crossing the ring to retrieve the Decimation Championship, placing on his shoulder before exiting the squared circle. His entrance music continues to thunder gloriously in his moment of triumph and he has a raised hand all the way up the entrance ramp.
EoT - Comments Welcome. Thank you to Envy for making this an awesome match.
