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Post by M BISON on Nov 18, 2008 6:09:10 GMT -4
Lizzie stands in the center of the ring with a microphone as the Cow Palace crowd quiets down, still excited from the preceding tag titles match. Lizzie: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and the winner will win the EVPW Dragon's Rage Title!"The steady riff of "K.I.N.G." by Satyricon pounds the ears of the spectators as they begin a mixed reaction. The EVPW loyal, appreciative of the fact that one of their own has dominated a group of what they consider outsiders, make a louder noise cheering than the ICW faithful do booing. Metal Dragon steps through the curtain, clad in long black tights and black wrestling boots. Dragon begins walking down the aisle, observing the mixture of outstretched hands and middle fingers directed at him. Halfway down the aisle, he stops as a fairly attractive female fan offers him a half-full plastic cup of beer. MD gladly takes it from her and downs it quickly before tossing the cup back to her and patting his stomach with a content smile on his face. "Introducing first, from Nashville, Tennessee, weighing in at 220 pounds, Metal Dragon!"JP: "It's been a while since we've called one of this guy's matches, Ray. He's been over on Saturday Night Knockout since his return, and he's returned as good as ever."Ray: "Yeah, and he really deserves the title he's about to fight for. How fitting for an EVPW original to steal an ICW title."MD climbs onto the apron and steps between the top and middle rope, into the ring where he requests for Lizzie to give him her microphone. He scratches his upper back for a moment, wary of the scabs and scars on his back from the previous night, as he gathers his words before speaking. MD: "I've had fun in San Francisco so far. I haven't had to worry about the massive homo population following me around since Prop 8 was passed."The crowd boos Dragon's stab at their hometown. "Okay, sorry. That was pretty lame. ANYWAY, as you all know, I'm about to face Amanda Hallsworth for some Dragon's Rage Title or something. I've dominated the SNK roster since my return, and Steven Davis has made the second good move of his GM career, after drafting me, of course, by giving me a shot at an old ICW belt that none of the ICW roster coincidentally deserves. Hey, it may be named after an attack from Pokemon, but a top belt's a top belt and I'll take it."MD is booed again, the crowd thoroughly behind Amanda in this match. "Again with the constant disrespect of the crowd that watches him and the show he's on. He should just deal with the place he was picked to go to and get over it. Not saying I wouldn't like to have him on Genesis, but still.""Why should he respect a crowd that boos him in favor of boring guys? The Knockout crowd only deserves the respect they give; that goes for every crowd.""Amanda, your boyfriend can tell you from first-hand experience that I'm at the top of my game. You'd better believe it. That title will be mine, and you're not gonna stop me!"Dragon tosses the mic back to Lizzie and paces the ring, waiting for his opponent. TBC Amanda (OOC: No matter who wins, you will always be sexy as hell.  ) |
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Post by Amanda Hallsworth on Nov 18, 2008 17:54:42 GMT -4
Metal Dragon puts both of his hands on the top rope and pulls back, stretching his muscles a little as he waits. He keeps his eyes on the top of the entrance ramp, waiting for Amanda to turn up. The crowd sit waiting for their favourite diva to make her entrance. Suddenly, a female laugh echo's around the arena, followed by the unfamiliar entrance music of ''This Is How It Goes Down'' by Pink. Amanda walks out from behind the curtain as the beginning of the song plays. She looks around the arena and throws her hand in the air, and then pointing out to the crowd, getting an even bigger cheer from the them.
Pink
I hear my name, I hear the trash you're talking
In your sleep, the secrets that you're keeping
A chick, that's smart, did you really think that you could keep her in the dark?
Does she purr?
Does she make it hard? Hard to speak
Does she dress the part?
I'm sure she'll take some getting used to
But darlin' she won't ever be me
Amanda has set off down the ramp by now, clapping the hands of some of the fans in the front row of the crowd. The whole arena cheering for her as she nears the ring. Metal Dragon doesn't take his eyes off her, dead set on winning the up coming match.
Pink
I felt the bite, take a spin
Suck the poison out of me
I'll make you beg, make you come to your senses
If you keep up the shit, take the hit, dig the grave
This is how it goes down, this is how it goes down
By now, Amanda is stood on the apron of the ring, her eyes locked on Metal Dragon's, a slight smirk on her face. She heard his little rant as he entered and decided to let Lizzie do her part before she entered the ring.
Lizzie Morna
And his opponent. Weighing in at 130lbs and standing at 5'5''.. She is the Chick with Kick! Amanda.. Hallsworth!
Amanda enters the ring under the second rope and walks right past MD to the other side of the ring and points out to the crowd again. She then walks back to the center of the ring as her music dies down and she stands face to face with her opponent. The camera gets close enough to the two superstars to pick up what Amanda says..
Amanda Hallsworth
I've beaten you before. I'll do it again.
She smirks once more and takes a few steps back. Leaving a slightly angered look on MD's face as she moves back into her corner. The ref steps into the middle of them and points out to the Dragons Rage Title which is sat on the SNK Announce Table. He then calls for the bell to be rung.
[glow=red,2,300]Ding Ding Ding[/glow]
Jimmy Pate
Well this should be a very interesting match up. The last time these two met in the ring, Amanda won. It was a very close match, so this should be even better.
*Tbc by Metal Dragon*
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Post by M BISON on Nov 20, 2008 16:37:56 GMT -4
(OOC: Goddamnit. I just choked on a Pop-tart and lost my train of thought.)
The bell sounds as MD and Amanda circle the ring, the smaller competitor knowing her strategy already. Dragon, however, is not used to playing the power game and he pauses for a moment. Hallsworth bounces off of the near ropes and charges at MD. Dragon lowers his shoulders and grabs Amanda by the legs, lifting her up. Amanda counters the intended spinebuster by slithering her legs out before wrapping her legs around MD's head and leaning forward. The diva now hangs off of Dragon, who is now standing up with a headscissors applied. Blood being blocked from his brain and thinking inhibited, MD does the first thing that comes to mind. He steps back and swings to the left, making Amanda swing right into the middle turnbuckle and impact it with her head. Hallsworth is more stunned than hurt, but she releases the hold on Dragon's neck anyway and falls to the mat before rolling out of the ring. MD stumbles toward the center of the ring before charging Amanda, who stands outside it. Dragon then drops his upper body to slide forward, but Amanda dodges to the side before grabbing his ankles. Hallsworth then pulls down and back on them before sitting down and sliding under the apron. MD is caught in an upside-down Boston Crab as he is pulled toward the edge of the ring, only increasing the pain of the hold as his legs perform an even more impossible bend. The referee begins the count for Amanda. One! Dragon raises his knees, overpowering the arms of his light opponent to alleviate some of the pain. Two! MD slides his body to the right, then turns over and flops to the floor on his stomach to break the grasp on his ankles. Amanda quickly recalls her hands before shaking her right hand out, having a finger jammed by being crushed between MD's feet.
Three! Both opponents get up and Dragon slides in the ring while Hallsworth jumps onto the apron just before four. MD gets up and turns around only to see Amanda springing off of the second rope. The Chick With Kick lives up to her name, sticking both of her legs straight out to deliver a Missile Dropkick to the face of Metal Dragon. MD falls straight to the mat as Amanda rolls backward to get up. Hallsworth then does a cartwheel to get the side of her downed adversary. She then plants her feet and does a backflip before landing stomach-first on MD with a Standing Moonsault, then quickly hooks his leg to cover him. 1... 2... Dragon kicks out of the first pin attempt of the match. Amanda gets up and MD rolls away before standing up as well. Dragon stands groggy and her opponent sees that, Hallsworth now charging at MD. However, the middleweight comes to his senses right as Amanda jumps up in front of him. Dragon swiftly sticks his arm out and swings it forward while stepping forward, hitting Amanda in the neck and slamming her into the canvas with a vicious clothesline. The crowd boos as MD looks down at the dazed Amanda Hallsworth, knowing that his hesitation to hurt a woman hurt him in his last match against this opponent. Dragon smirks at the crowd, soaking in their disapproval. To spite them, he begins playfully but firmly kicking Amanda in the ribs as she rolls away from him.
"Don't say anything, JP. It's a wrestling match. He's supposed to do that."
"He's supposed to slam a female down on the mat and then kick her just because it pisses the crowd off? That's what he's supposed to do, Ray? As talented as he is, MD makes me sick sometimes."
The unanimous booing of the crowd quickly turns to cheering as Amanda finally gets fed up with MD's kicking. She catches his left leg as it kicks, then weaves her own left leg behind MD's right knee and rolls toward him. Dragon is tripped forward onto the ropes and is stunned when his throat hits the middle one. Amanda quickly gets up and takes a few steps back. She then runs at MD and jumps, then bends her right knee in air before it connects with the back of MD's head. The Nashvillian sees stars as he slides off of the ropes and ends up face-down on the edge of the mat. MD's hands twitch as they hang off the apron. Amanda stands on the bottom rope after that move, having caught herself there after grabbing the top. Still holding the top rope, she jumps onto the middle rope and leaps off, rotating her body 90 degrees to the right before bending her right arm. Hallsworth's elbow lands in the middle of Dragon's spine, making his whole body flinch and stiffen for a moment. In an indication that now would be a good time to attempt a pin, MD's arms hang limp over the apron. The diva grabs her fallen opponent by the legs and drags him away from the ropes some. She then drops down and sticks her head into MD's ribs while hooking his leg to roll him over into a pin. 1... 2... Dragon kicks out again, flailing and frustrated.
"Well, I said this match should be even better because the last one was close. I was wrong. Amanda's getting fast and quick offense in constantly."
"But that's all it is, Jimmy. Fast and quick. Dragon is stronger and could equalize this with just one well-done big move, and he knows that."
Amanda smiles as MD gathers himself and gets to his feet. She plants her feet in the mat and swings her right leg up, but MD ducks. Hallsworth does a complete turn after missing the Lips of an Angel, then is immediately kicked in the stomach. Dragon pulls Amanda in under his left arm and she complies, but her intentions are different. The wily diva lunges forward while grabbing his left thigh with both hands. MD falls to the mat as the takedown catches him by surprise, but immediately swings his right leg in to kick Hallsworth in the side of the head. Amanda is stunned by the blow to the temple and falls to the side. Dragon rolls himself over and climbs up to his feet on the turnbuckles as Amanda shakes off the kick and gets up. The smaller wrestler runs a few steps forward, then performs a cartwheel before turning her back to MD. She then puts her legs on either side of Dragon's head, intent on delivering a StratusFear. Metal, however, has a different plan. He wraps his arms around Amanda's midsection and lifts her up before stepping forward. The Chick With Kick tries to wiggle free, but her opponent holds her in place before dropping to his knees. The neck and shoulders of Amanda Hallsworth are driven into the mat with an authoritative version of a Tiger Driver '91. MD doesn't move a muscle but keeps his adversary in her current position for the pin.
"What did I tell you? Guy power! Woohoo!"
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"That was a sick slam into the mat! Amanda's neck could've been messed up bad by that!"
2...
Amanda moves her upper body backwards to escape the pin. Her head cloudy and her neck numbed from the impact they just endured. Dragon relaxes for a moment, observing his prey writhing in pain as all morals and emotions escape from his body.
"Dammit! How did she kick out of that?"
The booing crowd means nothing to Metal Dragon as he begins crawling toward his dazed foe. He grins wide, sweat flowing down his face and stinging his chin where he shaved earlier in the day. He crawls over Amanda and thrusts his forearm across her throat, pressing it down as he hooks her leg again. 1... 2... Hallsworth kicks out and pushes the arm off of her throat. MD grabs Amanda's hair and begins getting up, pulling his opponent up as well to see if he can finish her off. Hallsworth now stands straight up and immediately swings her left arm back before delivering a huge slap to the face of her adversary. The crowd delivers a cheer of approval, followed by beginning a chant of "Let's go Manda!" Dragon stumbles back to the ropes from the slap as Amanda brushes some hair out of her face and charges. Hallsworth leaps in the air as she nears Metal Dragon, then sticks her right arm out and it connects with MD's neck. Both competitors are sent over the top rope, Amanda flying and Dragon flipping, before they crash to the floor below. The spectators hop to their feet, cheering for the move they just saw and for Amanda to build momentum.
"Jumping clothesline took them both to the floor! Who's gonna get up first!"
"Dragon could've gotten a bad head injury if he'd fallen the wrong way. If Amanda cheaply injures MD, I'm going after her myself!"
JP sighs and shakes his head as the ref begins a ten-count. MD and Amanda remain lying prone on the arena floor, both face-down.
TBC Amanda
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Post by Amanda Hallsworth on Nov 22, 2008 9:43:00 GMT -4
Amanda puts both of her hands onto the floor and pushes the top half of her body up off the cold arena floor. She looks to the side of her to where Metal Dragon lays unmoving. The crowd continue to cheer for her, praying that she wins the match and becomes the first ever SNK Champion on EVPW. Amanda pulls herself up to her feet, leaning her back against the apron and looking out to the crowd. Metal Dragon rolls over onto his back and puts his hands on his head, trying to fight the pain in his head as it crashed against the floor a few moments ago.
Amanda pulls MD up to his feet and slides him in the ring. He rolls over a few times and stands to his feet groggily. Amanda quickly jumps onto the apron and puts both hands on the top rope, she bunches her legs and jumps, using the rope as leverage. Her feet land steadily on the top rope and she jumps off them. As MD turns around, Amanda once again hits a Missile Dropkick, this time off the top rope. The crowd go wild as Metal Dragon falls to the canvas cluthing his chest.
Jimmy Pate
Well Amanda sure is putting up a good fight here. I can see that it is going to be one hell of a close match again.
Ray White
How can you say that? Once he gets up. MD will dominate! Muhahaha.. Muhah-
Ray stops laughing like a mad man as Jimmy looks at him with an evil glint in his eyes. He shakes his head slightly and looks up at the ring. Amanda takes a few steps away from MD and puts her hands on her knee's, stalking her opponent. The crowd know what she's planning to do, and so they cheer loudly for her. MD proceeds onto all fours and urges himself up to his feet. Amanda seems to change her mind on what she was about to do and stands up right in the ring.
She runs quickly and kicks out her right foot, kicking MD in the side of the head. Although he didn't quite make it to his feet, he fell flat on his back on the canvas again. This time, Amanda goes straight for the pin.
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Jimmy Pate
How the he--.. She kicked him in the side of the head with full force and he STILL kicked out of it. What drugs is this guy on?
Ray White
He doesn't need to be on drugs, Jimmy. Come on Metal Dragon! Get Yo Ass Up!!
Amanda sighs and stands to her feet, questioning the referee about why it was only a two count. Metal Dragon rolls over to the ropes and manages to pull himself upright. As Amanda finishes her argument with the referee and turns around, she is met with a right fist to the face, knocking her back into the turnbuckle. MD shouts something in her face and grabs a handful of her hair, pulling her into the middle of the ring. The crowd boo as Dragon puts his opponent into a front face headlock and falls backwards, driving Amanda's face into the canvas.
The Canadian diva lays on her stomach, seemingly out of it after the DDT she just recieved. Metal Dragon stands to his feet and looks down at the small woman at his feet. His eyes glazed over with the thought of what damage he can inflict on the petite diva. He drives his foot into Amanda's ribs, turning her over onto her back. Her eyes open slightly, just the blurred vision of Metal Dragon standing over her and the lights from the arena cieling shining brightly into her eyes, causing her to squint a little.
Ray White
I knew he could do it, JP. Now there's just a matter of minutes until he's got this match in the bag and the title around his waist!
Jimmy Pate
Have you seen the look in his eyes? I'm actually kind of worried for Amanda's well being in the rest of this match.
Dragon pulls Amanda to her feet again and knee's her in the stomach, hard enough for her to double over. He puts his arms around Amanda's waist and pulls her up so she is near enough sat on his shoulders. To add some more power, MD jumps off the canvas and throws Amanda down to the mat below them with a Powerbomb. Nothing but the boo's from the crowd can be heard as MD falls back againsr the ropes to catch his breath a little, not taking his eyes off Amanda.
The ref checks on The Amandific One, making sure she is able to continue with the match. Her eyes are closed tightly, her back arched off the canvas as she screams in pain. The ref continues to ask if she wants to continue on in the match, and Amanda nods her head. If there was one thing she wanted to do, it was win the match. Not for her, but for her fans. Metal Dragon pushed himself off the ropes and pushed the ref out of the way, going right back to attack on the obviously injured Amanda.
He knelt down on the canvas, putting his arm around the neck of his opponent and locking it in place using his other hand. Amanda screamed out, knowing she has just been put in a sleeper hold and judging by her opponent, knew there was no way she could get out of it. As MD stood to his feet and pulled Amanda with him, she let all of her adrenaline kick in in order to run backwards and slam MD's back into the turnbuckle. The ref didn't have much of a view so Amanda raised her left foot behind her and kicked MD inbetween the legs, causing him to let go of the sleeper hold.
Ray White
Did you see that! Amanda just hit an illegal move!
Jimmy Pate
I don't know what your talking about Ray, i didn't see a thing. Hehe.
Amanda fell forwards onto her hands and knees as Metal Dragon fell sidewards and down the ropes, his hands in between his legs as he tried to get his breath back. The ref looked at both competitors, a confused look on his face as he tried to figure out what happened. He shrugs his shoulders and walks backwards to let the match continue. Amanda was the first to get to her feet, although she didn't stand too steadily. She looked over at Metal Dragon who was lay next to the ropes, still wincing in pain from the 'low blow'.
The crowd cheered again, knowing Amanda could get right back in control of the match. She walked to the opposite side of the ring to where MD was laying and leant her back against the ropes, she then used the leverage from the ropes to set off into a run. Just as she reached MD, she slid along the canvas and kicked Dragon in the side of his body, sending him flying under the bottom rope and landing unceremoniously on the cold concrete floor outside the ring...
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Post by M BISON on Nov 25, 2008 1:41:13 GMT -4
Dragon lies face-down on the floor, the cold feel of it making him want to stay a while. The referee shouting "One!" to begin a standing count changes his mind. MD starts struggling to get up, the stabbing pain in his side from Amanda's shoes nagging him as he does so. "Two!" Dragon pushes his upper body off of the floor and gets to one knee. "Three!" Hallsworth positions herself in the center of the ring, ready to unleash further offense. Metal Dragon grabs the apron and pulls up to his feet. "Four!" The recent returnee to EVPW tries to ignore his opponent as he climbs onto the ring apron, but can't as Amanda begins pandering to the crowd. The count is broken and the referee begins glancing between the taunting Hallsworth and her adversary. Metal has an idea just then, and it's so crazy it just might work. He slumps onto the top rope before falling to his left knee, allowing his right leg to fall off the apron and dangle off the edge. Metal Dragon looks like he's been dealt a knockout punch, or rather a knockout slide. Hallsworth smiles, feeling accomplished as she believes she's found MD's weak spot. The diva waves a sarcastic goodbye to him as he faintly glances at her, then blows a kiss at him before turning around and beginning to clap her hands in the air. Another baseball slide to knock Metal Dragon off the apron, maybe for good, is in her mind as she finally stops taunting and bounces off of the ropes again. Just then, MD comes to life and rolls under the bottom rope as Amanda begins running. Hallsworth tries to stop herself, but her momentum stopping only hurts her as Dragon charges and throws his left foot up at her. The bottom of Dragon's boot meets the chin of The Amandific One and she thuds to the canvas. The crowd boos as MD stares down at his opponent, a slight grin coming to his face. Dragon then puts his right foot firmly over Amanda's mouth before stepping over her head, pressing the whole skull of Hallsworth into the mat.
JP: "Well, a cheap tactic and a Big Boot later, the Dragon's in control! Too much showboating by Amanda, or is MD a jerk who doesn't wanna get beat up by a girl again? You decide."
Ray: "If it's legal, it's not cheap. Good to see him put her into her place with a power move. You know I love to try new things, Jimmy, and watching Dragon play the power game is really enjoyable."
Metal Dragon drops down and covers Amanda, eager to finish off the only person who has beaten him in an EVPW ring. 1... 2... The veteran diva kicks out and slowly rolls away as Metal gets up. Hallsworth begins attempting to get up as MD bends down and begins slapping her in the head lightly. This display of further misogyny draws more of the crowd's ire, when Amanda finally gets to her feet. Hallsworth then quickly jumps and grabs the top of Dragon's head before dropping to her knees. Whether or not she's used to doing that, her Jawbreaker works as MD's chin clacks on his foe's scalp before he stumbles back. Dragon reeling, Amanda rolls forward before springing up. She then immediately jumps and sticks both legs out, dropkicking MD in the chest and sending him further back to the ropes. The crowd begins cheering in approval once more as Amanda gets up. The cheering is short-lived, though, as MD quickly rebounds off the ropes and swings his left arm forward. The light Hallsworth is knocked down to the mat and the back of her head lands hard, almost flipping her over before she flops lifelessly onto the canvas. The deliverer of that move wants to attempt a pin, but the pain from the two moves he'd received just seconds earlier sinks in and he drops to his knees. Dragon then lies down on his stomach and catches his breath. His vision is blurred and his breathing tight due to the impacts to his chin and sternum. Amanda wakes up and rolls over toward MD, somehow managing to be the one to come to their senses first. She pushes MD's side until he rolls over, then covers him as the ref slides into position to count. 1... 2... Dragon raises his left shoulder to break the pin count, then wraps that arm around the head of Hallsworth. MD then puts his right arm in between his opponent's legs and rolls over. The Amandific One is rolled over with Dragon and locked into a pin, her left leg and her head hooked. Hallsworth moves her right leg around in an effort to find the rope. 1... 2... Her leg lands on the rope and the ref's count is broken. MD is curious at first to why the count was broken, but then scowls as he sees his opponent's foot on the rope. The referee orders Dragon to get up and he grudgingly complies, backing off as Amanda rolls over. Hallsworth begins to pull herself up on the ropes as MD waits for her to do so. Metal Dragon, annoyed by the referee getting in his face to get him away from his recovering foe, waits for the opportunity to strike.
Amanda finally gets to her feet and MD immediately approaches, grabbing her head before she can turn around and putting her throat across the top rope. As the diva is choked, the referee begins a five count as the crowd simultaneously jeers the move. 1, 2, 3, 4, the middleweight backs off and immediately receives a back right elbow to the chest from Hallsworth. MD backs up due to the shot, which gives Amanda an opportunity to jump onto the second rope and bounce off of it. She then bends that same elbow as she collides with Metal Dragon, sending the Tennessee native to the mat. Hallsworth rolls backwards and gets up, adrenaline pumping as she looks to build momentum, and the crowd cheers her on to fire her up even more. Amanda picks up her opponent's left leg and puts it under her arm, then kicks his thigh before spinning around over MD. Hallsworth then sits down and wraps her legs around Dragon's, applying a Side Leg Lock that splits the afficted leg out to the side. Being somewhat near the ropes, MD puts his right leg on the bottom one. The cruel irony of that is that it slightly increases the pain, and the referee begins a five count to force Dragon to endure it for a small amount of time. Hallsworth tightens the hold as much as she can before letting go after four seconds, too short of a time for the attacker but seeming like a whole minute for the victim. The lock is released by Amanda as she gets up, careful to avoid losing the match in such a petty fashion as to be disqualified. Hallsworth gets up and beckons MD to bring it on, smiling at him as he rolls out of the ring to boos. Dragon stands outside the ring and backs up to the crowd barricade. The cold steel, even colder than the floor, soothes a strip of his back and calms him down as he plots his next move. The ref begins his count. "One!" MD gets off of the barricade and walks to the ring, then slides in the squared circle. Hallsworth, tired of waiting, immediately runs at him and drops to her right knee right on top of MD. Dragon flinches from the impact and lies stunned as Amanda quickly gets up. The next thing that the 220-pounder knows, his back is being barraged with stomps and he rolls out of the ring again. A frustrated MD gathers himself as the spectators begin a "Manda!" chant.
"Amanda's doing exactly what she needed to do. She's landing a bunch of small hits that
add up in between big moves that stun him. She keeps this up, she'll be the first person since Hayden HardKore to beat this guy twice in a row."
"Well, the difference here is that I liked both of those competitors in that matchup, so my good luck was evenly distributed to both of them. Dragon has my karma in this match and he'll win because of it!"
"Expert analysis, Ray... You deserve every penny you make at your job. *sigh*"
Dragon begins walking to the ring again only to see a fired-up Amanda running at him. The diva drops and slides forward, but MD dodges to the right. Dragon then grabs his opponent's legs and begins pulling her out of the ring, but Amanda grabs the bottom rope. Half of his foe's body hanging over the ring, MD climbs onto the apron and then jumps. The heavier wrestler sits down in air, landing the backs of his legs across Amanda's stomach. The breath is knocked out of Hallsworth as Metal quickly turns his body to land on his feet outside the ring. His adversary winded, MD climbs onto the apron again and clutches the top rope before pulling it down and slinging himself over it. Dragon bends his knees as he comes down, but Amanda slides out of the ring and MD lands on the canvas. Both competitors take a small moment to rest, Dragon sitting down and looking at his opponent as she stands outside the ring. Amanda takes a breath and high-fives an outstretched hand from the crowd. She then runs into the ring and MD gets up as she does so. The two competitors run at each other and Dragon throws his arm out to attempt another clothesline, but Amanda ducks. They then both turn around and Hallsworth loads her arm back, then opens her palm and tries to slap it on MD's chest but it is caught. Dragon clutches his opponent's arm and steps around her, twisting Amanda's arm back. Hallsworth turns around and is instantly slung toward the far corner. She impacts it and starts to bounce off of it, her breath knocked out again, but she grabs the top rope. Ready to strike, Dragon charges the corner only for Hallsworth to hear him coming and kick her right leg backwards. The sole of The Amandific One's boot slams into Dragon's gut and the heavier competitor bends over slightly. Amanda turns around before rolling forward and shooting her legs straight up, perfectly catching the keeled-over MD in the mouth. Metal Dragon's upper body flings backward as his body follows suit, flopping onto the covered wood and steel of the canvas. Amanda immediately rolls back and gets up in the corner before beginning to climb the turnbuckles.
"Oh, this is bad. This is very bad. I wish I could help him..."
"If she lands something from the top rope, SNK will have its first champion in its new home!"
"He's defenseless! I gotta go help him!"
Ray starts to get up, but JP grabs him and pulls him back down into his seat.
"She'd kick your ass, White."
Hallsworth reaches the top turnbuckle and the crowd cheers her on, ready to see her win the title they believe she deserves. She looks at Metal Dragon, lying on the mat barely in striking range, then leaps off the top turnbuckle and spreads her arms. As she nears, MD raises his knees and Hallsworth lands on them instead. The Amandific One's midsection immediately bounces off of them and lands on the mat in pain as the crowd's excitement dies again. Metal Dragon has new life in the match with this new momentum switch, but neither he nor Amanda move. Lying on the mat on their backs, both competitors look at each other while they breathe heavily. Finally, MD feels the energy to move and he rolls to his stomach before slowly getting up. In what seems like a long time, MD gets up as Hallsworth is almost to her feet. Dragon grabs Amanda's hair to pull her the rest of the way up and receives a punch to the stomach as thanks. Hallsworth then stands up and knees Dragon in the stomach, landing another small shot before she plants her feet and kicks high at MD. The right leg of Amanda Hallsworth swings around at Dragon's head, but he ducks it and moves in. As Amanda is turned around, her larger opponent quickly wraps his arms around her waist before falling backward. The diva is thrown over MD before her head and neck land on the mat courtesy of a German Suplex. Dragon then bridges his hips while keeping the waistlock applied to attempt a pin.
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TBC Amanda
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Post by M BISON on Nov 28, 2008 8:45:53 GMT -4
(OOC: Three-day rule. Got bored. Here's a little post.)
JP: "German Suplex bridged into a pin! Can Manda kick out?"
Ray: "It's over! Dragon's gonna put her away!"
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Amanda pushes her upper body off the mat with her arms, now in a position resembling a crab walk. Dragon lets go and slides forward, but Hallsworth wraps her legs around his torso. Now having a body scissors applied under MD's arms as he is unable to get up, Amanda sits down and uses her legs and arms to pull Dragon's midsection toward her. She then manages to snag MD's legs and hold them in position for a pin attempt of her own. 1... 2... MD barely kicks out in time and the two competitors unattach themselves from each other and lie on the mat for a moment. Both start slowly getting up, watching the other as they breathe heavily. They get to their feet and Metal immediately lashes his arms out to attempt a tie-up, but The Amandific One moves in with a left forearm to MD's jaw. Amanda then kicks MD in the stomach, then swiftly knees him square in the face as he doubles over. Dragon stumbles back toward the ropes and Hallsworth continues the attack, grabbing his arm and whipping him across the ring. MD runs to the other side of the squared circle and catches himself on the ropes as his opponent begins charging him. Amanda approaches MD only to receive a quick front kick to the stomach. Dragon then puts his left arm around the diva's head and falls back in one motion, but Amanda is not dragged down with him. Having slipped out of a DDT, Hallsworth attempts to capitalize by jumping to the second rope. She then backflips off of it before turning sideways and landing belly-to-belly with her opponent with a beautiful Lionsault. Lying across MD, Amanda puts one forearm across Dragon's face while hooking his right leg. 1... 2... MD kicks out, the third failed pin attempt in the last few moments. Not wanting to give her foe any breathing room, the Canadian grabs the downed American by the hair and pulls him up to his feet. MD is immediately pushed onto the ropes and given a huge open-handed chop to the chest. The crowd's enthusiastic "Wooo!" outnumbers the single gasp of pain in the arena. Dragon quickly steps forward and throws an elbow to the face of his small but resilient target. His opponent stumbles back, and he then follows up by throwing a slow right front kick which is caught. Amanda holds Metal Dragon's leg under her arm for a second before MD's left leg comes swinging up at her to attempt an Enziguiri. She ducks, though, and now has Dragon turned around. Hallsworth quickly pulls MD toward her before wrapping her arm around his head and running to the ropes. Amanda jumps onto the top rope, but before she can turn she finds herself falling backward because MD is doing the same. Amanda is slammed neck-first into the mat and lies sprawled out on her back as Dragon lies at her feet.
"The Blinded By Beauty just got countered into a Belly-to-Back Suplex! Can Dragon muster up any energy to make a pinfall attempt, though?"
"He has to! This is his chance! Come on MD, crawl on her and cover her!"
MD still tries to build up the energy to crawl that short distance, lacking both adrenaline and momentum thanks to the sturdy ring. Finally, he begins slowly crawling toward Amanda and simply throws his arms and his head across her stomach. It's a feeble pin, but against a very weakened opponent. 1... 2... 3- Hallsworth kicks out, several air molecules separating the ref's hand from the mat as she does so. The crowd goes wild, new life after it had been sucked out of them just seconds ago. MD rolls off of his opponent and sits on the mat. He simply gawks at the official, not even wasting the energy to argue with him. Amanda Hallsworth rolls onto her stomach and begins slowly crawling to the ropes, hoping to pull herself up on them. Dragon does the same, having a shorter journey as he gets to his feet.
Standing up straight, some energy comes back to MD as he walks across the ring to Amanda and grabs her hair. Hallsworth is pulled up to her feet and her throat is immediately forced onto the top rope. The referee begins counting: 1, 2, 3, 4, MD lets go to the booing of the crowd and turns Amanda around. Hallsworth does the first thing that comes to mind then; she gives Dragon the hardest slap to the face that he's ever felt. Feeling some life slowly creeping back into her from the cheering crowd, she begins punching at the face of Metal Dragon, focusing on the jaw. Dragon is pushed back by the weak but constant jabs before Hallsworth grabs MD's left arm. She attempts to Irish Whip him, but is given a left front kick to the midsection. Knowing exactly what he wants to do now, MD doesn't let his left leg touch the canvas. He turns to the side and kicks Amanda in the right temple, then takes his leg over her head and bashes his heel into her left temple. Three quarters of the Dragon Rush now complete, Dragon walks to Amanda's right and raises his left leg in the air. The axe kick comes down, but Hallsworth moves out of the way and MD's heel slams into the mat. As the Tennesseean tries to keep his balance, Amanda quickly turns to her right and throws her left leg behind MD's left. The Amandific One then swings her leg back, her heel hitting Dragon's lower calf as he pushes his chest with her hand. The STO makes MD land on the mat as his head whiplashes and hits the mat as well. Amanda, meanwhile, goes down with him but lands front-first and rolls onto her back.
"DRAGON RUSH COUNTERED INTO AN STO! This is Amanda Hallsworth's chance to capture the belt! It's just three seconds away! You gotta find the strength to cover him!"
"Same thing as what happened with the Belly-to-Back. Prolonged exposure to Dragon's sexiness causes extreme fatigue, which is why I only want him near me in a private setting. Neither of these wrestlers can move a muscle."
Covering Metal Dragon isn't what Amanda has in mind. She knows that she's better off punishing him further than wasting her time on a possible near fall. Hallsworth begins trying to gather herself, maybe to land one final big move to end the match.
TBC Amanda
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Post by Amanda Hallsworth on Nov 28, 2008 19:16:59 GMT -4
FUCK! Your an ass I havn't been able to post due to college getting in the way.. And had some home issues too. Meh... Oh well... I'll get my reply in tomorrow morning while im at work |
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Post by Amanda Hallsworth on Nov 30, 2008 18:17:26 GMT -4
Amanda takes a few steps back, her eyes fixed on her opponent as she thinks about what she's going to do next. Countering Dragon's finisher move just a few moments ago saved the match and she knew she had to take advantage of that. The crowd were behind her 100%, chanting her name around the arena as they could feel the match coming to an end. She had to be careful, plan her move and then move in for the attack, making sure she didn't mess up or give MD the chance to get himself back into the match up. Amanda smirked as she walked forward and pulled Dragon up to his feet, looking right into his eyes and saying something to him discretely. This obviously angered the Dragon and he pushed Amanda away, trying to regain his composure and stand up on his own. Amanda went right back to the attack, knowing she had MD right where she wanted him.
She raised her knee into his stomach and doubled him over. And then slapped him across the face. Dragon pushed her away again and put his hand on his cheek where a red mark had appeared. The mocking continued as Amanda slapped him again, and pushed him back, telling him to ''come on''. Dragon took her up on the offer and pushed her back into the corner of the ring, putting his forearm against her throat and pushing. Amanda kicked her legs out, all air cut out from her lungs as the ref tried to pull MD away... 1, 2, 3, 4... Dragon let go. Amanda breathed heavily, getting the air back into her lungs.
Jimmy Pate
Well i don't know what Amanda was trying to achieve a moment ago.
Ray White
The only thing she achieved was getting Metal Dragon pissed. Look at him, he's going to snap her in half.
This was Amanda's motive though, it's what she wanted to happen. She knew that she was a lot quicker than him, and would be able to avoid any power moves he threw at her. Dragon turned around and walked back to the Canadian Diva, and the only person standing in the way of getting his hands on the gold. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to the center of the ring. While Amanda co-operated for the first couple of seconds. She immediately kicked him in the stomach and doubled him over, before stepping back and kicking him square in the face. Metal Dragon sprung backwards and hit the canvas with a thud, giving Amanda the opportunity she needed.
The Amandific One quickly jumped over MD's limp body and jumped as she got to the ropes, she put both her feet on the second rope and backflipped in the air, landing a Moonsault on Dragon. She stayed where she was and the ref slid to the mat and counted..
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Metal Dragon kicked out of the pin. Amanda knew he would, but she wasn't finished with him yet. She pulled him straight up and went to Irish Whip him, but MD reversed it and Amanda was heading straight for the turnbuckle. She ran up the steel post and jumpoed off the top, backflipping once more in mid air and spinning 180degrees. She came tumbling down onto Metal Dragon, her leg landing on his kneck and shoulder as he became yet another victim of the Whisper In The Wind.
Jimmy Pate
Whisper in the wind! There's a sign that match doesn't have long left! Amanda has this won!
Ray White
Don't count Dragon out yet, Jimmy. He might be down, but he ain't out just yet.
In any ordinary match, Amanda would go for the cover, but she rolled away from her fallen opponent and stood near enough in the center of the ring. She crouched a little and held out her arm, making a ''come on'' sign with her hand. The crowd then knew she was going for one of her finishers, the Chick Kick. The arena errupted into a chorus of cheers as they awaited Metal Dragon to make it to his feet, so they could witness him be knocked down once more by a Amanda's finisher. Dragon was stirring, he used the ropes to help him up. He guessed what Amanda was about to do, as the crowd were cheering so loud.
Metal Dragon waited for a few seconds and then turned around. Bouncing off the ropes, he ran at the diva with his arm outstretched, not giving Amanda enough time to hit her roundhouse kick. However, Hallsworth saw the clothesline coming and bent over backwards, planning her hands on the canvas and avoiding the clothesline. MD slapped the top rope and turned around. As Amanda stood up straight after the matrix move, she felt Dragon put both his hands on the back of her head and grab 2 handfulls of her hair. He pulled back with some force and landed in a sitting position as the back of Amanda's head was driven into the canvas.
Ray White
Spoke to soon eh, Jimmy Boy.
Jimmy Pate
Shut up, Ray.
The cheering crowd soon turned into a booing crowd as Metal Dragon stood over Amanda and raised his arms, sensing victory. Amanda rolled away and under the bottom rope, holding the back of her head as it throbbed from the pain. She shook away the pain as much as she could, enough so she could concentrate on the match. The ref had already began his count and was up to 3. The sound of his voice seemed to echo around the arena, but that was only because he was in earshot of the diva and she wasn't in the right state of mind at that moment.
Metal Dragon sat on the second rope and shouted for Amanda to get back into the ring, smirking and laughing lightly. He turns his back and shrugs, heading back to the middle of the ring. Amanda runs to the apron and slides the top of her body under the bottom rope and grabs hold of his ankles and pulls back. Dragon faceplants into the canvas and rolls over onto his back. Amanda jumps onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. Metal Dragon has other idea's however as he jumps up and makes his way to the diva. She can't fight back as she is concentrating on keeping balance in order not to fall off. But Metal Dragon get's her in a position so all he has to do is turn around and he can powerbomb her into the canvas.
Amanda shakes her head as MD spins around. She swings her body down and round, getting some momentum as she uses her leg muscles to pull down. Dragon spins over and lands on his back, having his powerbomb countered into a hurracanrana type move. Amanda gets to her feet and advances on her opponent, only to her feet kicked from under her and fall face first onto Metal Dragon's knee.
Jimmy Pate
Her nose landed right onto Metal Dragon's knee just then, thats gotta hurt
Ray White
*Holding his nose* No shit. I felt that for her.
Amanda didn't fall to the mat, she walked away to the corner of the ring and checked her nose. She pulled her hand away and saw a little bit of blood on her fingers. Her nose was indeed bleeding, not too much, but enough. The ref checked to make sure she was okay as MD got to his feet. The pace of the match had slown down a little, but Amanda wasn't happy that she just had her nose bust. She ran at Dragon, but the height and weight advantage of him stopped her in her tracks as he put his hand round her throat. Amanda's feet lifted off the canvas and her body was slammed down hard to the middle of the ring.
Hallsworth lay un moving, her eyes shut as Metal Dragon stood over her once more. A sick look on his face as he laughed at the sight at his feet. A look to the crowd got him a choir of boo's. He took his time in going for the pin, obviousl thinking Amanda would be out of it now. He made a gesture with his hands to show a title belt around his waist as he pointed out to the Dragon's Rage title on the announce table outside the ring.
Jimmy Pate
He better get on with the pin if he's going to go for the win right now. As stated, and proved before. You can't keep Amanda down for TOO long.
Ray White
Her nose is bleeding. She's taken several shots to the head AND has just been chokeslammed by that man. She's in bad condition Jimmy.
Jimmy Pate
You may be right, Ray. But look at Metal Dragon. He doesn't look in the best shape right now either.
MD finally dropped down to his knees and leant his body over Amanda's. He put his forearm over her face, adding more pressure to the already bleeding and injured nose of Amanda. Like adding salt to a wound. The ref dropped to the canvas and slapped his hand off the mat..
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Amanda raised her shoulder off the canvas as she opened her eyes. MD looked up at the ref and held up three fingers. Dragon took too long in going for the pin which gave Amanda enough time to recouperate and get enough energy to lift her shoulder up just in time. The crowd let out a sigh of relief as they saw their favourite diva roll out of harms way. Dragon grabbed Amanda's foot as she crawled away and dragged her right back to the middle of the ring. He turned her over so she was facing him and then he lifted her legs, ready to get her into a submission move. Amanda's instinct kicked in as she realised what position she was in and that she wouldn't have enough strength to get out of the hold. She kicked her leg upwards and caught MD in the chin with the bottom of her boot. Dragon stumbled backwards a few steps, which gave Amanda enough time to roll out of the way and get to her feet.
She leant against the rope and wiped her top lip where blood was still dripping and beginning to get into her mouth, leaving a horrible taste. She looked back over at the other contestant in the match and ran at him, as she neared him, she raised her right foot and smashed it into his chin. Metal Dragon's body stayed still, but his head swung backwards. About a second later, he fell onto his back in the middle of the canvas, his eyes shut. Amanda fell to the mat too, sat down only a few feet away from Dragon....
*Tbc.. doubt there's time though*
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Post by Tamatoa Harikoa on Nov 30, 2008 19:56:11 GMT -4
OOC: This is not intended to change the result of the match at all, and has been cleared by Amanda prior to posting. The last few feet are agonising for Amanda, she claws her way over to where Metal Dragon lies. Both competitors are battered, bruised and broken, yet somehow, Amanda has managed to be the one mobile enough to make a cover. And like the veteran she is, she does just that. She slides into position, hooking Metal Dragon's leg to cover for the pinfall. The ref slides in to count the pin "1..." "2..." As his hand slaps the canvas for the second time, an all too familiar sound hits the arena. A sound Amanda thought she would never have to hear again. A sound she never wanted to hear again. 96 Quite Bitter Beings begins to play around the arena, the look on Amanda's face saying it all. Shock, horror, anger and rage all mixed into one emotion. Without even realising it, Amanda had stood up from her pin, ending it prematurely. The match is still going, even though Hayden HardKore's music is blaring out of the PA system. Jimmy Pate:
Wha... He... Hayden. Good lord?
Hayden HardKore? He isn't even in this federation. He shouldn't be here.
Ray White:
And judging by the look on Amanda's face, I don't think he is going to get the welcome party he would have been expecting. She still holds him responsible for tearing her life apart. She holds him responsible for kidnapping her, blackmailing her and ruining her life.
Jimmy Pate:
Well that would be because it was his fault. Good god, all hell is about to break loose when the Chick with the Kick gets her hands on her ex-fiance. [/center] As JP and Ray talk it out, the music continues to play, through the verse and well into the chorus, and still no sign of the Jackass. He alway was one to build up anticipation and tension. Amanda waits eagerly, her face still torn with emotion. Metal Dragon still lies on the mat, unaware that any of this is even happening. Finally, a figure appears at the top of the ramp. He is wearing a Trademark pair of Jackass aviators, but that is where the similarites between him and the Jackass stop. The man is much bigger than Hayden, 235lbs to be exact and much taller, standing over 6 ft tall. Over his shoulder hangs the Imperial Championship, which glints in the soft lighting, and he wears a sickeningly sweet smile on his face. When she realises she had been played, Amanda's face turns to a look of complete rage. She sidles out of the ring, making a bee-line straight for the Tom--Cat. The ref begins the 'out of ring' count when Amanda's feet hit the floor. When he reaches the count of three, the Tom-Cat raises the mike he had been holding in his hands to his mouth. He speaks in a dancingly musical tone, his Welsh accent making the words interesting to listen to, yet there is still and aura of toughness to his voice. It is a gruff, low tone that stops Amanda dead in her tracks. Thomas Cathy:
Stop right there Amanda. You're about to get counted out, so you had better get back to the ring. [/center] Realising that he is in fact right, Amanda takes a deep breath and calms herself down a little before heading back to the ring. She makes it in by the cound of 8. Still no sign of movement from Metal Dragon. Once inside, she turns to face the Tom-Cat again, now wondering why he is out here at all. Cathy is happy to explain, and lifts the mike to his face again. Thomas Cathy:
You see Amanda... You and I have some unfinished business. Conveniantly, due to this so-called "Brand Split", it has given you the prime opportunity to run away from your problems. You see, I know for a fact that it was you who sabotaged my undefeated streak. You were after my title, and didn't care who you trod on to get it.
You basically placed the drink in my hands when I was at my weakest, and when you realised that I was just too tough for you to break, you wind yourself up on Saturday Night Knockout, where you don't have too worry about little old me any more. [/center] Amanda stares back at him, her face now giving off little emotion, no telling signs as to whether there was any truth to the Tom-Cat's accusations or whether the Welshman was just paranoid. Still, he continues. Thomas Cathy:
I don't forget that easily Amanda. You see, I have been doing some snooping around of my own, finding out about you. Research, if you will.
I know this is not the first issue you have run away from. And judging by your reaction here tonight, I would hazzard a guess as to say that your fiance has not yet left your mind. Unresolved issues Amanda, tut tut tut.
Where is he now? Still kicking it large in GHW you hope. You ran away, so that you wouln't have to face him any longer, and where did it get you... You're a nervous wreck. I play one little joke on you, and look how you react. You're pathetic Amanda. A bug, that I have no problems squashing.
I, Thomas Cathy, am an unresolved issue that will not go away. Be this a warning to ye' lass. I will make your life a living hell. [/center] Cathy drops his mike, which lands with a crackle as it hits the ground. Amanda stares him down as he backs away slowly up the ramp again. Cathy can see something that Amanda cannot, and he moves slowly to take in the full view. Metal Dragon had awoken, and he is poised behind her. He rolls the Bitchess up quickly, taking her completely by suprise. The ref slides in to count the pinfall "1..." TBC |
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