Strife Showdown: ECB vs Vlad

[TPK/Acid]

The fans wait impatiently knowing whats about to go down. Icky Thump by The White Stripes then begins to play over the house speaker system making the fans cheer proving once and for all Bunnymania is still alive and kicking. After the song goes on for a few moments ECB comes out wearing his normal attire that is blue and orange this week, he is followed by Trix who as well gets a large cheer as the duo head toward the ring.

Lizzie: The following match is yet to be chosen introducing first from Wonderland he stands five feet sevne inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and thirteen pounds being accompanied by Trix El Conajo Blanco!

Trix and Blanco slowly traverse down the ramp and toward the ramp waving to the fans and holding hands. They get to the bottom of the ramp and share a brief hug before Trix goes and sits next to Hippie and Ray and places a Headset on her head and Blanco enters the ring and asks for a mic.

Blanco: Hello EVPW! So I guess I got a match type to choose huh? Well you're in luck...now if you will please look up. Yes that is a cell, but no it's not going to be a hell "in" a cell match. No, it's going to be a hell "on" a cell match! Now for those of you who don't know what that is let me explain Vlad and I will be fighting on top of the cell, if someone gets knocked off of the cage they have to a ten count to get back on top of the cell or they lose.

Hippie: I like the little bunny dude, but I think Vlad is going to tear his head off in this match type man.

Ray: Well Hippie, you may not be aware of this but Vlad would "rip Blanco's head off" in any kind of match type it's just common sense.

Trix: And a big fuck you to Mrs. White over there. Jesus man could you be any more of a bitch? You know what don't even answer that cause I know the answer already.

TBC By Vlad
(OOC: Well haven't seen this match type in EVPW yet so I thought why the hell not *

[Vladimir Strife]

The P.A. ignites, 'People Hate Me' by The Murderdolls hitting the air, signaling the arrival of El Conajo's less than eager opponent. Vladimir Strife steps out from behind the curtain, microphone in hand, his eyes fixated on the cage.

"Introducing his opponent.... Vladimir Strife."

Lizzie Morna gives a half attempted introduction to the man who had put her in a hospital bed in the weeks proceeding tonight. She whispers something to ECB before making her exit to ringside. Vlad doesn't notice however, eyes still on the Hell In A Cell cage.

"You're one smart cookie, Conajo. You see... the last time I was on top of one of those things, I found myself plummeting 40 feet down through that and through the ring... Good ole' SCW... she was that abusive girlfriend that no matter how many times she beat you and destroyed you, you'd pick your shit up and come crawling back. Do me a favor, Conajo and when I throw you from the top of this bitch the first time.."

Vladimir changes his gaze to his opponent, now walking down towards the ring fearlessly.

"Just stay down. I'd hate to leave Thomas Cathy with nothing to do at Equinox."

Vladimir drops the microphone there and keeps walking as the cage lowers. He waits outside of it and as it hits the ground, Vlad laces his fingers into the mesh and begins climbing, making his way up as ECB gets out of the ring and exits the door of the cell, grabbing the steel links and climbing up after the Hardcore King.

TBCB ECB

[TPK/Acid]

Vlad makes it to the top of the steel structure and quickly makes his way toward the side of the cage Blanco is climbing off, Blanco gets his right hand on top of the cage and Vlad quickly slams his left boot down on it making Blanco yelp, Vlad smiles sickly before quickly thrusting his free foot into the face of Blanco making his head drop back.

Trix: Well now if that isn't a dirty fucking trick by Vlad! Hell right now the only thing keeping Conajo from free falling is the fact Vlad is stepping on his hand.

Ray: Tsh Come on Trix, get with the program Vlad is simply the best, mainly because he does what he wans when he wants to do it...and frankly even if someone wanted to stop him, who would be able to?

Hippie: I don't know man. For a king dude, this dude like...never wears a crown and doesn't speak all English and stuff man.

Vlad bends down and grabs the back of Blanco's mask before dragging him to the top of the cage drawing a boo from the crowd. The Czar of Scars is unphased by this and continues to drag ECB toward the middle of the cell before finally dragging him to his feet and slamming a big right fist into his jaw flooring him once again. Vlad drops to a knee beside ECB and props him to a sit before positioning himself behind him. Vlad starts to put his arm across Blanco's throat but The Rabbit Warrior drops back to a laying position and brings his legs back at the same time thrusting them up into the face of Vlad making him drop back, ECB then gets to his feet and is followed closely by an angered King. The two men start at one another, Blanco goes to engage a collar and elbow tie up but Vlad places his hands on his chest and pushes him away before yelling something at him. ECB shakes his head and starts forward again but Vlad drops and thrusts his feet into the side of Blanco's right knee taking his legs out from under him and causing him to land mask first into the top of the cell rattling it.

Ray: Silly Rabbit...yeah I got nothing, that dumb ass El Conajo Blanco should have just backed off like Vlad suggested but noooooo had to try again.

Trix: God damn it Ray shut up! Look around, Jimmy Pate isn't out here to save your little ass tonight so you might watch what you say if you want to leave with all of your teeth.

Hippie: Well you're not getting my teeth man, I'm trying to lure in that Tooth Fairy chick man, from what I hear she gives you like money and shit for your teeth man, like far out right?

Vlad sits up and rolls to his feet and is now hovering over the fallen bunny, he bends down and pulls his opponent to his feet before whipping him toward the edge of the cell. ECB somehow manages to stop himself just as he was running out of cell to run on, he regains his footing and turns around only to see Vlad waiting for him in the middle of the cell. Blanco wastes no time and charges headlong toward his Kingly prey, he gets a few steps away from Vlad and leaps into the air at which point he throws his right forearm out and catches Vlad in the chin knocking him back, Blanco tucks and rolls to a knee before sweeping his left leg behind Vlad knocking his feet out from under him causing him to land just mere inches away from the edge of the cell.

Trix: He almost knocked The King off the cell right there Ray, got anything to say about that?

Ray: Yes..yes I do, he ALMOST knocked The KING off...almost sweety almost.

Hippie: And another thing man, that King dude...you never see a Jester following him around, I mean yeah he has that Rhaps dude with him at times but his idea of a joke is carving his name into someone.

TBC By Vlad

[Vladimir Strife]

((Sorry it's taken so long to respond. I will reply later on man, I just have a ton of shit on my plate between work and things with the ex, as you know.))

[Vladimir Strife]

Vladimir rolls over onto his back, just in time to see ECB coming in for the kill. Quick thinking kicks in and Vladimir drives his boots into the midsection of the Bunnyman and pulls them back, reaching out for his arm to judo flip the foe over the side. Conajo pushes himself away quickly, the attempt surprising him. He brushes himself off, watching Vlad like a hawk and deciding to keep his distance. Vlad slowly rises, his head out of the match, drifting back to last week, to being left broken by Kingbear. His feeling of weakness grip him tightly, slowing his motions. A perfect opening, Blanco steps in and slams the sole of his boot across Vlad's temple, throwing him back, his legs falling over the side. The King laces his fingers into the steel and pulls himself up quickly, rolling towards his opponent and suffering stomp after stomp to avoid the lengthy fall at the edge of the cage.

JP: WOW! That was close! Vlad nearly took a spill over the side of this hell in a cell!
Ray: Thank God, my poor Vlad! I know the rules say you have a 10 count to get back to the top, but what kind of a man goes off of this... thing and can stand by a count of 10? Much less climb!
JP: I agree 100% and I think that was ECB's thoughts going into this match. He doesn't have to outwrestle Vlad and he doesn't even have to strain himself. All he needs is for Vlad to slip up just once enough to get him over the edge and down to the ground.

Vladimir begins to slowly get into a kneeling position, Conajo unrelenting in his attack, knowing what Vlad will do if given the opportunity. The King pushes him back, giving himself a small window of time to recuperate. As the proud Coven member makes his way over again, Vlad takes to the offensive, shooting up and forward, swinging his arm to the side like a baseball bat and both men taken to the unforgiving steel. Strife rolls over, laying next to his dazed competition, both men looking towards the heavens as though star-gazing for constellations. A moment to breathe and they are once again making their way slowly back up.

Once they've regained their ground, they gaze at one another, both with ragged breath. Vladimir, never shy, makes his move. A close step into Conajo and the bunny boy fights back, bringing his leg up sharply and nailing the heel of his boot to the forehead of Vladimir Strife, planting him to the cage panel, which shakes beneath his fallen weight. The crowd lights up in excitement, cheering on the number one contender as he taunts them in response. Distancing himself from Vlad, Conajo sprints back towards him, leaping into the air and rotating himself forward, dropping with the base of his skull to the pectoral of Vlad. He quickly rises from the running flip senton, the crowd now alive and roaring with cheers.

Ray: Get up! Break his neck! Do something, Vlad!
JP: He is doing something, don't you see him laying there?

ECB makes his way towards the announcers now, shouting down over the side for a steel chair. Lizzie doesn't have to be told twice as she pops up from her seat and grabs it, folding it up before throwing it up the side to the fan favorite. It doesn't reach as high as she'd hoped, but Conajo still manages to bend down in time to grab the weapon, raising it up high as the crowd boo's. Confused by their sudden change in reaction, Conajo spins around to find the Emperor of Agony barreling down on him. He ducks and shoots under Vlad's arm, letting the fury driven Strife's momentum take him to the edge. There, the King wobbles, taking precious time to balance himself before turning around to find Blanco raising back to his feet. Vladimir's arms wrap around the waist of his opponent, latching like a boa before pulling him up and flipping him back overhead.

JP: NO!!! Vladimir just threw him and OH MY GOD!!! CONAJO GRABBED THE CAGE! HE'S NOT OUT! HE'S NOT OUT!!
Ray: DROP! Drop, dammit! Just give up!

Conajo scurries up the side, his heart pounding from the exhilaration of the sudden drop and the terror of the landing. Once to his feet, he runs after Vlad, who feels the steel links rumble his stance. Already holding the chair, the King spins around and introduces it to his opponent, the head of the luchadore glancing off the steel seat and sending him in a spin as he passes by, dropping face first to the linked confinement they're wrestling upon. Vlad eyes him... cold, calloused, uncaring as he takes step after small step. He slips the toe of his shoe under Conajo's arm, using the leverage to flip him to his back. He takes the top of the chair and presses it against the windpipe of the Coven goonie, closing off his oxygen and sending his arms sprawling as gags escape his mouth.

"You'll never be better than me... I won't allow it... No one will ever be better. I am King... my word is law. NEVER!!!!!"

Rage overtakes him and Vlad pulls the chair away, swinging it back and high into the air before crashing it back down, reverberations running the length of the steel as steel meets steel, Conajo quick as a bunny in his escape. He rushes to a vertical position and lashes forward at Vlad, spinning his body around and throwing his boot the steel seat that lingers in front of the King's face. Strife ducks the offensive attempt and quickly raises his body rigid. Conajo lands his feet back on the cage and follows through with a full force punch to the chair, his knuckles cracking as he sends the seat into Vlad's nose, his strength leaving his legs as he spills to the cage ceiling again.