Skull vs Solstice vs Kryptops

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Y'all Wanna Single Say Fuck That!

The familiar, loud, raspy voice is heard throughout the arena and the fans cheer from the stands. They know that once they hear those words, Kryptops is promised to make an appearance.

"The following match is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall."

Kryptops, with a briefcase in hand comes walking down the entrance ramp. A smile is seen stretched across his face, but the rest of his face (a side from his eyes) remain hidden by his cotton, decorative mask.

Introducing first, hailing from West Lorne, he is the Ultimate Number One Contender, Kryptops the Beeeest!

The fans pop at the sounding of his name. He rushes to the ring, slapping hands with everyone to the left of him as it's the only free hand he has. Sliding into the ring, KtB places the briefcase under the last turnbuckle in the corner and reclines into it as he waits for his two other opponents.

[Skull]

The lights dim down slightly for the arrival of the next competitor and the titanton springs to life as the words Welcome to Horrorland appear on the big screen in dripping slime green letters. As the letters drip off the screen, Spooky by God Module blasts out of the speakers and the painted ring warriors bursts out onto the stage.
His long black hair almost covers his face which his painted white with black rings around the eyes and black lips. Around his neck, he wears a necklace of tiny plastic heads, each from the action figure of one of the wrestlers he defeated during his previous tenure in EVPW.

Lizzie: Introducing the second competitor, from Horrorland, weighing in at 224lbs, the High Priest of Horrorland, Skull!

Skull reaches the bottom of the ramp and climbs into the ring where he waits for the third and final competitor.


TBC by Solstice

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Start the match. Solstice may enter whenever. Skull or Kryptops may post.

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((Couldn't wait any longer. The MUSE is in the house!))

Solstice's theme begins to play side-by-side with the jeers of the fans. Oddly, the song plays well into the second verse and there is still no sign of the Television Champion. There's a mixture of relief and suspicion floating around the arena. The fans can't decide if they believe Solstice is legitimately not showing up for his match, or is he's got something up his sleeve for later. His theme soon fades away leaving them drenched in suspense.

"Ladies and gentlemen due to unforeseen circumstances, this match will continue as a Singles Match."

The fans explode into cheers at the announcement of their once loved wrestler being marked out of the contest. "EVPW" chants break out amongst the audience and continue all the way through the chiming of the bell.


DING-DING-DING

Like two crazed dogs being released from their cages, Kryptops and Skull break out of their respective corners whilst circling the ring. Gradually, the diameter of the circle grows smaller and smaller, until they are just arms-length apart. Both stars throw their limbs out and lock metaphorical horns. The collar-and-eblow lock up doesn’t last long, as Skull begins to succumb to KtB’s overwhelming strength. The Butcher’s proud Protégé begins pressing down on the Horrorland Native, almost to the point where his shoulders are grazing the surface of the canvas. Exploiting his excellent technical wrestling, the Pureblood manages to step to the side and float around to the back of Kryptops. Thinking ahead, Skull locks his hands in the front of the West Lorne native’s waist. To prove his technical skill as well, Kryptops sprawls out and begins to peel back his adversary’s now flush white fingers. Always just a step of head, the Horrorland Hellion places a boot just behind the heel of one of the Best’s and reclines back, falling backwards and rolling Kryptops into a tricky pin.

“What a nice roll up. I‘m loving the technical wrestling these two are putting on for us tonight and the seems don‘t seem to mind it either?”
“Usually I won‘t mind watching two oiled up men rolling around, but these two freaks disgust me! I hope Skull ends this just so we can get to that hunk of meat, Sean Danielsen! Nom-nom-nom!”

“ONE”
“TWO”

With all his might, the self-proclaimed, fan-approved Best thrusts his legs up which in return pushed Skull from the seated position he had on the back of KtB’s legs. The returning EVPW Legend dashes in a forced sprint towards the turnbuckle whilst his adversary shuffles to a vertical base. Like a cat, Skull runs up the turnbuckles instinctively before reaching the top. Sensing Kryptops is in the perfect places, the Prince of Aerialists kicks off the top buckle and rotates 180 degrees in mid air all while tilting to the side. Kryptops holds out his arms out, attempting to catch the free falling Skull. The force of the Pureblood’s weight proves to be too much for the masked man to handle and he his swept to the canvas by the Flying Crossbody. However, it seems like Kryptops was able to allow the added momentum to rolls through and he flips on the canvas; landing on his feet with Skull held horizontally across his own body. The fans burst into cheers after witnessing and excellent reversal on KtB’s part. Clearly not expecting Gnarfflinger’s Protégé to pull this trick out of the bag, Skull begins flailing his arms and kicking his feet in a panic.

“Woah! What the *bleep*! How did he do that?”

Kryptops then begins spinning around, before swinging Skull’s lower body out and around to the other side before falling forward to the mat with a Swinging Side Slam. Skull’s back is slammed roughly to the canvas, leaving a thud resounding around the pumped arena. Already on the canvas, Kryptops decided he mind as well attempt a pin, but before the two count is reached the Pureblood projects his shoulder off the mat; breaking the count prematurely.

“And he on gets the one count.”
“Gee, I could have told you that. He‘s a fool for wasting time on a pin this early.”

Kryptops doesn’t fret from the kickout and instead, drags Skull my his drenched, pitch-black locks to a vertical base. Grabbing a hold of a wrist with one hand, KtB presses his forearm firmly against his adversary’s chest before backing him against the ropes. Spinning out, Kryptops Irish Whips Skull across the ring. Swiftly, KtB advances to thhe center of the ring and bellies down on the mat, attempting to trip the now returning Skull, but it’s to no avail as he leaps right over his foe’s body and continues sprinting across the ring. Kryptops quickly springs to his feet and waits as Skull comes rebounding off the ropes towards him for the second consecutive time. The ever-so agile Skull, leaps into the air; leaving KtB with two options. Duck or get personal with the Horrorland Hellion’s private parts. Needless to say he ducks and allows Skull to hurtle right over his head. KtB turns around to see an elbow heading his way. With limited time, Kryptops has nowhere to go and gets leveled with a Spingboard Elbow. Skull crashes to the canvas next to his adversary; both on their backs with their chest inflating and deflating rapidly; fatigue settling in early from all tthe face-paced action.

tbc; Skull, our characters clique. Loved writing this. Hope we can get some more posts in. Good luck. (Will edit the errors later, hope you don't mind. If so just drop me a PM.)

[Skull]

Both wrestlers remain down on the mat, breathing deeply and attempting to recover from the sustained period of fast-paced action. The referee checks on both men but before he can begin the 10 count, Skull kips up to his feet, much to the delight of the crowd.

Ray: He may not have competed in a few months but Skull isn’t showing any signs of ring rust and he seems to have got the better of Kryptops so far.

JP: That’s true but I think the longer this match goes on the more it favours Kryptops. Skull hasn’t competed since June and on top of that he’s only just recovered from neck surgery. He may not be used to the kind of exertion that a long match would put him through so if Krytops is smart he’ll look to draw this match out and wear The Pureblood down.

Ray: Well if what we’ve seen so far is anything to go by, Krytops seems to be doing just that.

Back up to his feet, Skull looks down his opponent but instead of pulling him up to his feet he waits in the corner, forcing the New Butcher to expend his own energy in order to get back up to a vertical base. As soon as he is up onto one knee, the Horrorland native pounces and sprints across the ring. Before he can react, Skull steps up onto KtB’s raised knee then drives his other leg skyward, smashing his knee into the chin of the Ontario native. As a gasp escapes from the crowd, Krytops’ eyes roll into the back of his head and he tumbles backward, hitting the mat with a thud.
Skull turns around to take a quick look at his downed opponent then switches his gaze to the turnbuckle just metres away from KtB’s body. Looking to put his opponent away quickly, Skull makes his way over to the turnbuckle and places his foot on the bottom rope. He continues climbing until he makes it to the top of the turnbuckle and balances precariously on the top rope with his back to Krytops. Like he has many times before, The Hellion bends his knees and jumps off of the buckle, using the elasticity of the ropes to propel himself into a backflip. When he completes the rotation, Skull sees nothing beneath him but canvas and lands hard on his chest, knocking the air out of his lungs. Krytops, having rolled out of the way at the last minute, lays huddled at the base of the turnbuckle, still feeling the effects of the Shining Wizard.

JP: Both men are down and out, Ray. Skull bit the dust with that monsault attempt but has be inflicted enough damage on The Butcher to prevent him capitalizing on this mistake?

Ray: Krytops is still down and holding that jaw. If he can just rolls Skull over and cover him this match may be over.

The referee checks on both men once again and this time starts the 10 count.

ONE

TWO

THREE

Before the count of four, Krytops starts to get back up, using the ropes to pull himself up onto his feet. Skull, too, starts to stir and begins coughing and spluttering as he tries to fill his empty lungs with some much needed oxygen.
Krytops slowly makes his way over to Skull and grabs two fistfuls of The Hellion’s long dark hair. He pulls The Pureblood roughly up to his feet then backs him against the ropes. From here, Gnarfflinger’s student grabs hold of the arm of his mentor’s former rival and whips him across the ring, pushing the palm of his hand into Skull’s back to add extra momentum.
The Prince of Aerialists sprints across the ring against his will and the parallel set of ropes send him back toward his assailant just as quickly. As Skull comes hurtling back toward him, Kryptops bends over, looking to elevate the veteran with a Back Body Drop. Skull shows his experience by diving over his opponent but instead of attempting a Sunset Flip, he simply lands behind The New Butcher and springs up to his feet. Kryptops quickly spins around 180 degrees to face his opponent but Skull is already on the attack as he jumps up and drives both feet into the right knee of The New Butcher. The dropkick chops Kryptops down to half his original height by pushing his leg out from under him and forcing him down onto one knee. Skull then wraps arm around the head of his larger opponent, pinning it to the side of his body and places his forearm under the Canadian’s neck to complete the Front Chancery. He then locks the move in by pressing his arm up into Kryptops’ neck and restricting his air flow.

JP: This is smart wrestling here by Skull. By forcing Kryptops down onto one knee, Skull has offset his equilibrium and should make the move both more uncomfortable and harder to escape from.

Ray: Skull knows he can’t match Kryptops in terms of strength so it looks like he’s just going to try and wear him down.

Skull locks the move in even harder, pushing his forearm deeper into the trachea of the masked man. Kryptops begins to fade away as his body is deprived of oxygen. In a desperate attempt to escape the hold, Kryptops relies on his size advantage and uses all of his strength to get back up to his feet. He then places his hands on Skull’s hips and with his last breath, lifts Skull off of his feet and into the air. Skull retains his grip on the masked man’s head but the pressure relieved enough for Kryptops to catch a much needed breath.
Kryptops keeps Skull up in the air, perpendicular to his body so that both men form and upside down L shape. Once he has his breath back, The New Butcher advances toward the ropes, looking to deposit The Hellion over them and break the hold. Skull sees this coming and has to think quickly to avoid a bad fall and an even worse landing. Just as Kryptops reaches the ropes, Skull shifts his momentum by swinging his legs around his legs around his opponent’s body then falling down to the mat, taking KtB with him and planting him on the top of his head with a Tornado DDT.
The crowd lets out a huge cheer as the ring shakes from the impact of the move. Looking to end it here, the veteran quickly rolls his temporarily unconscious opponent over and hooks the leg for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

Kryptops kicks out!

Ray: I thought he had it there, Jimmy.

JP: Kryptops is on tough customer, Ray. He was trained by Gnarfflinger after all. Skull is going to have to dig deep into his arsenal if he wants to put this man away.

TBC by Kryptops

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Disappointed rather than pissed off, Skull begins to ascend into a vertical base, whilst dragging his opponent along by the strings of his mask. Skull’s face is seen dripping with sweat. As if trails down his face, the salt-water is polluted by his pale-white face paint. The Pureblood drags himself to a near corner, towing Kryptops’ half-limp body along with him. Sluggishly, Kryptops is pulled in front of Skull and is knocked into the corner after a stiff elbow to the forehead. Formulating a plot, the Hellion residing from Horrorland bends at his knees and wraps his arms around the calves of his adversary before exerting just enough energy to hoist Kryptops into a seating position on the top rope.

Skull grips the bobbing head of KtB and holds it still long enough to plant four of his knuckles into the crown of his dome. The blow is packed with so much force that is KtB’s legs weren’t locked under the second rope, he would have went soaring right into the audience, instead he dips back and spring right back into another swift jab. This cycle continues about four more times before Skull mounts himself up on the second rope. The fans cheer wildly while watching Skull lower his opponent’s masked head under his armpit, before lifting KtB’s outer arm over his own head. Knowing better than to just let himself succumb to a fall of just great heights, the West Lorne native attempts to free himself by hammering away at Skull’s side. Each blow is delivered with more and more force than the last, until finally KtB unravels his adversary’s arm from around his head and pushes him off the turnbuckle. On the way down the Pureblood flaps his arms as if attempting to fly but has no luck defying the laws of gravity and lands harshly against the canvas on his back. The excitement from the stunning turn of events is too much for the fans to hold in and they let out wild cheers, nearly bursting over the barricade separating them from the action as they celebrate the action.

“Oh my God! This is not good for Skull, he‘s in the perfect-worst, place for the New Spin! AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE‘S GOING FOR IT!”
“I sure hope he hits this and ends it already. I just want to see SEXY SEAN!”

What Jimmy was referring to is the fact that Kryptops is now standing fully erect on the top rope, with a smirk on his face. For approval, the masked risk taker looks out into the sea of roaring fans, then down at a writhing Skull. As if it were a trampoline, KtB jumps in place to hurl himself into the air. Every head in the arena tilts up as if a display of fireworks were set off, but instead they watched amazed as the Best completes a full back-flip, all while plummeting towards Skull at an intense, and gradually increasing speed. As per the last part in executing his finishing move, Kryptops sticks his legs out and stiffens them up; preparing them to decapitate Skull on impact.

“NOOOOOO!”

Instead of landing with his leg over the Goosebump fanatic, Kryptops lands completely on his ass with nothing underneath him to protect his rear end from the annihilation it just received. Right after the devastating miss KtB rolls to his side and places his hand on his ass and projects uncontrollable, blood-curdling screams of agony. Skull pushes up to his knees, glad to have rolled out of what could have been a sealed win for Kryptops, then grabs his writhing adversary’s ankle, pulling him away from the ropes and hooking a leg for a pin.

“ONE”
“TWO”




tbh; Skull
((Will edit this post and the first one of errors tomorrow. Promise. ))

[Skull]

The referee’s hand drops for the third and final time but Kryptops just manages to get his shoulder up a split second before the 3 count. Skull glares at the referee in disbelief, thinking he had the match won after capitalizing on his opponent’s mistake.

Ray: I don’t believe it, Kryptops kicked out!

JP: That bad landing would have sent shock waves all the way up his spine and made it very painful to kick out of the pin but it just shows you the toughness of Kryptops.

Still shocked that Krytops managed to kick out, Skull goes back to the well again and covers him, this time placing his forearm across the New Butcher’s face as well. The referee begins his count again but Kryptops fights through the pain once again to kick out a two. This time The Hellion admits defeat and makes his way over to the turnbuckle. After checking that Kryptops is still down, The Prince of Aerialists climbs the turnbuckle then stands on the top rope, stalking his opponent and waiting for him to make it up to his feet. He doesn’t have to wait long as the West Lorne native stumbles back up to his feet, still feeling the effects of his earlier crash and burn. As soon as Kryptops is up to a vertical base, Skull leaps off the top rope and land in a seated position on The New Butcher’s shoulders. Looking for is signature Skullcanrana, the High Priest of Horrorland flings himself backward while maintaining his grip on his opponent’s head, hoping to take him down to the mat. Unfortunately for Skull, his momentum stops dead when Kryptops remains firmly in place, leaving The Pureblood hanging upside down in a perilous position.
The New Butcher puts his hands around Skull’s hips then uses all of his strength to lift the Horrorland native back up onto his shoulders. From here, Kryptops throws his helpless opponent straight forward into the turnbuckle. The crowd wince as Skull’s spine connects with the top turnbuckle pad.

Ray: Ouch, that looked like it hurt, Jimmy.

JP: We’ve seen Kryptops take a lot of damage in this match and continue to kick out of Skull’s pins. Now it’s time to see if Skull has the same kind of conditioning after taking so much time out of the ring.

Skull hits the buckle hard then flops down to the mat like a ragdoll. Kryptops looks down at his lifeless opponent and sees the finish line in sight. He contemplates pinning the veteran right there but instead he decides to insure his chances and put The Hellion away for good. He grabs a handful of his sweat-drenched hair and drags The Pureblood up onto his jelly legs. He then grabs Skull’s wrist and whips him across the ring. The momentum carries The Pureblood to the parallel ropes which send him back toward his opponent. Kryptops is waiting for him and as soon as Skull is within range he dives forward and drives his should into The Hellion’s midsection, spearing him down to the mat with authority. Kryptops wastes no time in going for the cover and the referee slides in to make the count

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