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Post by ⌠Stan Dreamer™⌡ on May 24, 2019 8:57:16 GMT -4
Stan Enters The Gynasium
Following Alex Stall's and Syn’s arrival, an abrupt silence seems to have unfurled over the crowd in the jam-packed Jared Nathan Memorial Gymnasium. While the wrestling fans in the audience are aware is supposed to enter next, a lot of them are not too familiar with the name. Even older EVPW fans do not seem to recall this third opponent that well. Hence, most of them are just sitting in abrupt silence, uncertain of what to expect.
{ Ray White }
“Boy, am I glad to be able to stare at Alex's sexy face again,” Ray declares exuberantly, “It's been so long since we were graced by the Insane Angel's presence in the ring.”
{ Jimmy Pate }
“Could you keep it in your pants, Ray and focus on more pressing matters?" Jimmy reprimands him, shaking his head in slight disapproval, “Such as the fact that this opening match marks the rather unexpected comeback of good ol' Stan Dreamer.”
{ Ray White }
“Only because I have to, Jimmy, only because I have to. Besides, is Mr. No-show even here?” Ray complains with a frown on his face.
{ Jimmy Pate }
“I'm sure the younger Dreamer had his reasons for not being able to make it to some of his scheduled matches in the past. I bet he'll walk out any minute now,” Jimmy replies confidently.
{ Ray White }
“Oh, boo-hoo! I–”
Before Ray can continue protesting though, the lights suddenly go out, enveloping the gymnasium in darkness. The silence grows even deeper, apart from some excited screaming by the avid wrestling fans within the crowd and the few who actually remember Stan Dreamer. Finally, the silence is broken by the sound of pulsing beeps on a heart rate monitor, which is followed by an unfamiliar voice that echoes across the gymnasium as it speaks.
⌠ Stan Dreamer ⌡
“Wrestling has more than one Dreamer.”
Immediately after Get Me Out by No Resolve blares out through the loudspeakers, the music electrifying the crowd out of their confusion and indifference as most of them begin cheering loudly. At that precise moment, the lights in the gymnasium also return and a broken heart-shaped logo with the word "DREAMER" overlaying it can now be seen on the Jagger-Tron. A man wearing a hooded vest now stands before the velvet curtains, his back towards the ramp. The same logo on the Jagger-Tron can also be spotted in the form of a patch on the back of his vest. If it was not obvious already, the man swiftly turns around, pushing the hood off of his head, to reveal himself as Stan Dreamer.
{ Jimmy Pate }
“I told you. The Heart Breaker is here after all. After a rather long time since we last saw him here, Stan Dreamer is once again standing in the Jared Nathan Memorial Gymnasium,” Jimmy announces with a beam of contentment.
{ Ray White }
“Yeah, whatever. Though admittedly, Dreamer does look pretty good for his age, especially as a blondie,” Ray begrudgingly admits.
{ Jimmy Pate }
“For his age?,” Jimmy chuckles questioningly, “He’s probably in his mid-30s or something. Nonetheless, it begs the question. Is Stanley truly ready to hold his own in the ring now that he is back from his supposed retirement? Or has he bitten off more than he can chew by agreeing to partake in this hardcore triple-threat match?”
{ Ray White }
“Have you forgotten that his brother is the Hardcore Prince? I’m sure he likely nagged the elder Dreamer for pointers. Gosh, I wish Shawn was here,” Ray suddenly coos, seeming as if he is daydreaming.
As Jimmy and Ray carry on with their banter and commentary, the gorgeous Lizzie Morna raises the microphone to her painted lips to introduce Stan Dreamer as he slowly walks down the ramp, a cock yet determined smile plastered on his face.
{ Lizzie Morna }
“And making his way to the ring, hailing from Jacksonville, Florida and weighing in tonight at 252 pounds, he is the Heart Breaker, STAN DREAMER!”
As Lizzie completely the introduction by energetically announcing his name, Stan walks up the steel steps and onto the ring apron. He momentarily pauses, gazing into the ring while he wipes his wrestling boots over the apron. Tugging on the taut rope towards him, Stan leaps off and uses the momentum to hurl himself over the ropes and lands feet-first into the ring.
The Hardcore Triple-Threat Match Begins
Once the three men seem to be ready, the referee raises his right hand up and sticks his index finger out, gesturing for the timekeeper to the ring the bell. As the three resonating clangs of the bell are heard across the gymnasium, Alex, Stan and Syn begin taking calculated and cautious steps towards the center of the ring, each scrutinizing the movements of the other two.
{ Jimmy Pate }
“I guess the ref. isn’t going to bother checking the three men for any concealed foreign objects. It makes sense. This is a hardcore match after all.”
{ Ray White }
“What if one of them is hiding a firearm in his tights. If he’s not going to, I’d be more than glad to lend my service to pat down all three men.”
{ Jimmy Pate }
“I bet you would. While I’ve got nothing personal against Syn, he does appear to have a rather murderous look on his face.”
Stan notices Syn glaring at him and Alex as well. Before the three of them start pummeling each other though, Stan takes hesitant steps towards Alex, extending his right arm for a friendly handshake. The Insane Angel peers at Dreamer dubiously, eventually shaking his hand, although reluctantly and keeping it brief. Stan then turns towards Syn and similarly extends his arm towards him as well. Instead of accepting the friendly gesture though, the Syn of the World scowls at and slaps Stan’s hand aside, blindsiding the younger Dreamer with a kick to the midsection.
The force of the booted foot being rammed into his gut knocks the wind out of Stan. However, before he ends up doubling over from the sudden, sharp pain, Syn grabs him by the neck and shoulder, dragging him over to the ropes and shoving the Heart Breaker outside through the middle rope.
{ Jimmy Pate }
“Yikes! Stan’s not a legend, yet, but he’s still somewhat of a veteran. He should’ve expected something like this from a man like Syn.”
{ Ray White }
“Who even shakes hands in EVPW before a match? Anyways, I’m a bit concerned for the angelic Alex now.”
Having temporarily disposed of one of his opponents, Syn now turns around, focusing his attention on Alex Stall, who has been patiently standing in the middle of the ring. Glowering at Alex now, Syn dashes towards him without warning, his right arm extended and slightly curved, intending to take him down with a stiff clothesline. Unfortunately for Syn, he does not manage to connect as the Insane Angel sees this coming a mile away and ducks out of the way just in time.
By the time Syn turns around, Alex is bouncing off the ropes and rushing towards him. Before Syn can even react, Alex leans in the air, extending both his legs and twisting his body, the momentum from the ropes and the jump causing the soles of his boots to firmly and audibly smacking against Syn’s chest. The Syn of the World, who weighs relatively lighter than Alex, instantly topples down from the impact of the dropkick.
{ Jimmy Pate }
“It seems you don’t have to worry about your angel after all, Ray. While Syn is a dangerous guy, you’re forgetting that Alex is far more experienced.”
{ Ray White }
“Thank goodness,” Ray lets out a sigh of relief.
At this point, Stan is back up on his feet outside the ring and is feeling a bit frustrated, his brows furrowed in annoyed frown. Inside the ring, Alex is back up on his feet again and notices Syn doubled over not too far away, struggling a little to stand up. Alex strides over to Syn, walking over his crouched body in an imposing manner and bending forward. Alex reaches down and grasps Syn’s right hand with his left, twisting Syn’s own arm around his chin and neck. The Insane Angel almost chokes Syn with his own arm, as he lifts the lighter wrestler up and traps him in an arm wrench.
In the midst of wrenching Syn’s arm, Alex yanks on the same arm while raising his own left elbow up, intending to spin Syn around towards him and transition the arm wrench into a forearm smash. That does not happen though because as soon as Syn faces him, he scrapes the fingers of his other hand across the Insane Angel’s face with a long sweeping movement, raking his eyes. Momentarily blinded, Alex raises his hands up defensively and reels back. Despite being reproached by the referee, Syn turns around to run towards the ropes.
All this while, Stan was standing on the ring apron, just waiting for the precise moment when Syn would turn around. Once he does, Stan once again tugs on the top rope and uses the moment to slingshot himself inside, flipping forward as he hurls himself over the ropes. Somehow, Syn manages to sidestep out of the way and instead grabs the incapacitated Alex, using him as a shield and shoving him forward. Stan’s right arm is already outstretched by the time he lands onto his feet after the slingshot and front flip. The momentum of the ropes is too great and before he even realizes it, his upper arm slams right across Alex’s neck, taking the Insane Angel down with the full force of his lariat.
{ Ray White }“Stanley. You fucking idiot,” Ray shouts{ Jimmy Pate }“Oh my, I don’t believe Alex Stall was Dreamer’s intended target.”Alex grabs a hold of his aching head as soon as it hits the mat with a thud, while Stan is kneeling beside him, flabbergasted by what has just occurred, even though they are opponents in this match. Gritting his teeth, raises his head up and gazes towards Syn, looking daggers at him, further infuriated when the Syn of the World gives him a devious, mocking smirk. This causes Stan to immediately rise up with and angrily stride over to Syn, the smirk slowly fading. Inches apart now, Stan and Syn glare at each other menacingly and threateningly, their foreheads almost touching.
{ Jimmy Pate }“These men are definitely not fond of one another, even though they barely know each other,” Jimmy notes.{ Ray White }“As hot as the Jap is, after what he did to Alex, I wouldn’t be quite pleased him either, if I was in Stan’s place,” Ray admits.
Both men wait for the other to attack until Syn decides to blindside Stan again, raising his right leg up and turning his hip a little, snapping his leg outwards to kick Dreamer in the kidney. This time though, Stan traps Syn’s leg between his arm and body, grinning at him while raising his right hand up, extending his index finger and shaking it side to side, gesturing “Not this time!” Stan’s grin quickly transforms into a grimace as he uses his left leg to kick Syn behind his left knee, destabilizing his balance and sweeping him off his feet with a Sanada takedown. Losing his center of gravity, Syn tumbles down.
{ Jimmy Pate }
“Stan’s rusty, but he’s certainly no amateur, as is obvious now,” Jimmy remarks.
{ Ray White }
“It would seem so. While it’s your fault Alex is down, make it count now,” Ray shouts out.
While Syn is now flat on his back over the mat, Stan is still holding onto his right leg. The Heart Breaker wraps his left arm firmly around Syn’s ankle, dropping down onto the mat with a snap and leaning back, wrenching Syn’s leg in the process. Stan locks in an Achilles lock, completely trapping Syn’s ankle within the grasp of his arm and leaning further back, almost lying down, inflicting tremendous pressure on Syn’s Achilles tendon. Syn screams in agony, sometimes gritting his teeth, other times trying to club Stan in the gut with his clenched fists to make him release the hold, which he does not.
{ Jimmy Pate }
“Could this match possibly end without any bloodshed?”
{ Ray White }
“Ugh, good. Unlike a certain fluid, I’m not much of a fan of blood. It makes me queasy,” Ray makes a face to express his disgust.
As Syn flops around and writhes in pain, trying to wriggle himself free, the referee kneels down before him, checking on him while also asking him if he would like to give up and tap out.
Please note that I've combined my entrance and match post into one.
To be continued by Alex or Syn.
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