Post by dsb on Mar 17, 2019 18:05:58 GMT
“Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from the Red Hook Section of Brooklyn New York, she weighs one hundred and twenty five pounds and stands at five feet five inches tall. She is the Queen of the Facebusters Tribe, the Happy Anarchist, the Glad Bomber and the Smiling Knight, she is MADDY CRANE!”
MADDY CRANE:
Those FAWNatics gathered for Heartbroken met this announcement with an enthusiastic roar, the vast majority of them leaping to their feet when Shinedown’s ‘Cut The Cord’ rang out in the dark. Maddy appeared with her music and raised a fist to her supporters, then started down the ramp with very little talk, save for brief exchanges with those fans she encountered on the aisle. For her first pay-per-view appearance since she’d come oh so close to wrestling the World Title from Miranda Wainright, the redhead wore a simple black sports bra top and matching bikini bottoms crisscrossed with thin white belts worn bandolier style while her boots and pads were done in a matching matte black. And as per tradition, the seat of her trunks featured a relevant observation (read: taunt)
‘WICKED PISSAH’
Picking up the pace as she neared the foot of the ramp, Maddy circled the ring to bump a few more fists, then stomped up the steps and hopped over the ropes. Once inside she crossed the canvas to the edge facing the hard camera and climbed onto the second strand. “Facing off with another chick that loves hand signs.” Crane told the audience matter of factly. “I don’t know how they keep coming my way, but it really doesn’t matter. In the end she’s gonna find out that her W is just as useless as that damned J. The only letter she needs to worry about?” Maddy raised her right hand to her forehead, thumb and forefinger extended in a sigil known far and wide. “Get used to L’s, Daph. You’ll be seeing a lot of them, starting tonight.” With that she hopped down from the ropes and made her way to the far corner so referee Craig Long could carry out final inspections while Maddy kept her attention glued to the stage.
“And introducing her opponent--”
That was as far as the Announcer got before the arena lights dropped away all at once. This gloom didn’t last long as the speakers offered up a soft rasp that gave way to the staccato opening of Panic at the Disco’s ‘Say Amen’ (Saturday Night)
SAY AMEN (SATURDAY NIGHT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZI8tFthAZ5M
Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore
Been waiting for somebody else to carry me
There's nothing else there for me at my door
All the people I know aren't who they used to be
And if I try to change my life one more day
There would be nobody else to save
And I can't change into a person I don't wanna be, so
Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah
The lights returned with the chorus, a frantic bluish-white strobe that made it difficult to focus on the three figures that now stood atop the stage. A trifle more confident know that he had his bearings, the Announcer resumed, “And introducing her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Lucy Harker and Mina Murray, she hails from Seattle Washington, stands at five feet seven inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and thirty five pounds. She is the Gatecrasher… DAPHNE DUFRESNE!”
DAPHNE DUFRESNE:
LUCY HARKER:
MINA MURRAY:
The strobes pointed at the stage lessened enough to reveal Lucy and Mina with Daphne between them, all three ladies holding their hands high in the ‘W’ sigil they’d made notorious over the last year or so. For tonight’s encounter with the mouth that walked like a woman, Daphne wore her trademark emerald green one-piece with an hour glass shaped piece of mesh across the chest (the negative space of which created a sort of bikini top look) and an identical shape, albeit turned on its side, across her tummy to better show off her sculpted torso. Her boots and wrist tape were a matching green while her boots were gleaming black.
“You think Jenny’s watching?” Dufresne asked once the loudest of the jeers died down.
“Absolutely.” Mina replied at once. “She won’t be able to resist finding out if you can top her high score when it comes to whipping Crane’s obnoxious ass.”
“And it IS a high bar, I assure you.” Lucy added. “But records, like egos and bones, are meant to be broken.”
“That should be on our next tee-shirt.” Daphne noted with a cold smile.
Setting off down the ramp on that callous note, the Gatecrasher took point with Lucy and Mina a few paces behind in their usual hip-swiveling lockstep. D² spared nothing save a raised middle finger for the hands extended in her direction and even that derisive slight fell away when she broke into a flat out run that ended with a leap from floor to apron. In flight half a heartbeat after she touched down, Daphne sprang onto the top rope and launched into a 450 spin that brought her down in a perfect landing in the middle of the ring. Satisfied with the landing, she made a show of brushing some invisible dust off those dangerous abs, then raised a final W with Lucy and Mina before settling into the corner opposite Maddy.
It took a conscious effort of will to push the looming presence of Scandalous from her mind, yet that’s exactly what Crane did and when she came out of her corner with the CLANG of the bell she only had eyes for Daphne Dufresne. As for the Gatecrasher, she was simultaneously disappointed and amused by the uncharacteristically serious expression stamped on the features of the notorious motor-mouth. Ambling forward to meet Maddy at center ring, the bendybacked hardbody hunched over and shot in low, one hand sweeping out in search of Crane’s ankle. But no, Crane spun away with a go-behind, caught Dufresne around the waist and-- Daphne used the rest of her momentum to rush the ropes, which she hooked without hesitation.
“Break.” she said more for the official’s benefit than Crane’s.
Craig didn’t even have to tap her shoulder, Mads raised both hands to shoulder level and cleared off without comment. Dufresne seemed mildly surprised by the lack of commentary, but she accepted it with a nod and returned to the center shortly thereafter. This time it was Crane rushing in to meet her, the Queen of the Facebusters Tribe looking for a quick Toe Kick to Daphne’s tumNO! Daph caught her ankle a half inch from those washboard abs and immediately slung it away to spin Crane in a half circle that left her six exposed for the Waistlock Dufresne ‘smecked’ around her hips. Hands locked, D² dipped her knees and popped her hips to turn the other woman inside out with an early Release German Sup--
Surprised cheers from the Heartbroken crowd as Maddy tumbled through a full somersault in mid-air to land on her feet a little ways behind her opposition. Lucy & Mina alerted Daphne to the redhead’s acrobatic escape at once, not that it was enough warning to stop Maddy from rushing up behind to collect a snug Chickenwi--
Dufresne curled her free arm around the back of the redhead’s noggin and went down on one knee to flip Mads onto her tush with a quick Snapma--
‘OOOOOHHHH!’ The Sultana of Slapstick must’ve been putting in extra time with the Girl that Gravity Forgot because she didn’t just roll through the Snapmare, she flipped through it to land on her feet directly in front of “UUUNNNNGGGHH!”
Daphne caught her in the base of the skull with an Enzu European Uppercut that would’ve spilled her to the deck if the brunette hadn’t caught her in a Half Nelson / Waistlock combination. Snatching a handful of hair simply because it was there, Dufresne put her lips to Crane’s ear and cooed, “You REALLY don’t wanna try to showcase against me, asshOOWWW!”
Maddy stamped on Daphne’s toes, twisted her heel once for good measure, then rushed the strands and hooked her free arm over the top rope. “Get offa me, washboard.” she demanded at once.
Daphne did not comply despite Craig’s proximity. “What’s the matter, Maddy?” she teased. “Feeling inadequate already?”
Crane snorted quite loudly. “Hell no. But I didn’t bring gallons of hand sanitizer and no one knows when Lucy and Mina last had their shoOOOOOWWW BYTCH!”
Dufresne relinquished the Half Nelson without comment, the Waistlock however she turned into a slow, mean raaaaaaaaaaake of her nails across the other woman’s trim tummy. Mads threw an elbow over her shoulder a heartbeat too late to catch the brunette’s nose, though she was somewhat reassured that her response increased the pace of Daphne’s departure.
“You’re not really stressing over those two, are you?” she jerked a thumb in the direction of Scandalous. “Trust me, you’ve got nothing to worry about. They’re here strictly to observe.”
The Princess of the Punchline honed in on Dufresne to distract herself from the fresh welts on her midsection. “Uhhh huh. Here to observe what, exactly?”
“Why, me kicking your ass of course.” Daphne replied with a bright smile. “Apparently to truly appreciate the suffering of one Maddy Crane, you have to be AT ringside. Can’t say I put much stock in it at first, but after the lovely shudder when I clawed at your soft little belly… yeah, I can get why they wanted to be here.”
“I see.” Maddy said dryly. “And I suppose you’ve made them swear under penalty of no post-match ice cream to stay right where they are even when I’ve got you blubbering on the canvas in a few minutes?”
The Gatecrasher threw back her head and laughed, a sound that might’ve been infectious if it’d carried the faintest hint of mirth. “Ohhhh, THERE’S the humor I’d been hearing so much about.” Dufresne’s dark eyes flashed with pleasant malice. “They told me you were funny. They didn’t say you were hysterical.”
Crane answered with an equally humorless smile. “You think I’m funny now, Daph? Wait until the bell rings again. I’ll have you in stitches.”
Daphne took a couple more steps back to ensure there was no way the redhead could accuse her of crowding. Feet planted firm, she raised both hands and beckoned Maddy forward. Mads ‘flicked’ her waistband back into place and came out to meet the challenge, her hands already raised for a Collar & Elbow Lock--
Dufresne slipped a hand through the redhead’s defenses to mash the heel of her palm against the side of Crane’s mouth hard enough to draw blood! Caught off guard by the elegantly-appointed roughhousing, Maddy couldn’t defend against the go-behind, nor the Waistlock that followed or the snappy Amateur Takedown that put her on all fours a heartbeat later. Daphne followed her down so she could put both hands on the redhead’s shoulders and force her flat against the canvas even as she slid into a seat in the hollow of her opponent’s back. Just like that she raaaaaaaaaaaked Crane’s back a second time, then made a show of roughly mussing her rival’s hair before swatting her across the back of the head!
Galled by the disparaging treatment, Maddy twisted onto her back and drew both knees up to her chest the very second D² got up from the mount. Belaying a Mule Kick when she realized Dufresne was already out of reach, Crane somersaulted backward and to return to her feet in a single sinuous motion.
“See?” Daphne’s tone was pleasant as ever. “I don’t need either of them to embarrass you. It is fun to have an audience though.”
Maddy chuckled, smoothed her hair back. “It is, isn’t it? Come on then, Daph. Let’s give Rocksteady and Bebop a show to remember.”
A flicker of irritation played across Dufresne’s features. “Watch your mouth, Crane.”
“I always do.”
The Green Queen took that as invitation to encroach, Daphne shooting in to curl her hands across the back of Maddy’s “HRKH!” The Princess of the Punchline caught the taller woman square in the throat with a straight right hand that had Dufresne beating an immediate retreat.
SUCKER PUNCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRP5mUX4j98
“Watch where those punches land, Maddy.” Craig warned as Crane gave pursuit.
“Well duh, how do you think I land them as clean as I do?”
The ref didn’t answer and that was fine because Maddy was already reading back to deliver a CRAAACKING Overland Slap between Dufresne’s shoulders! Daphne grimaced, went up on tiptoe until Crane spun her around, slapped on a Three Quarters Facelock and flipped the brunette onto her bum with a quick Snapmare. The lithesome battler was still leaning forward from the landing when Mads reared back and THWHAPPED a nasty Soccer Kick down the length of her spine!
Daphne froze up, her hands twisted into claws, shoulders raised in an awkward hunch. That suited Maddy just fine, it gave her plenty of time to lick the tips of her index fingers, which she then stuck in Dufresne’s ears for a Wet Willy that amused everyone save the three members of Wicked.
Retching in disgust as she scrambled away from the obnoxious redhead, Daphne swung around on one knee and bounced to verticality. “What the f*ck was that, freak?”
“A reminder of who the hell you’re messing with.” Maddy snapped back.
“That’s disgusting, Craig!” Mina shouted from her place near Daphne’s corner. “No one knows where those grubby little fingers have been! You should disqualify her right now!”
Maddy pointed one hand (and more specifically her index finger) at Murray without taking her eyes off Dufresne and said, “Weren’t you paying attention, Meeny? They were just in this mook’s ears.”
Mina Murray wasn’t about to take that sort of crap from some up-jumped AV Club nerd like Maddy Crane so she leapt onto the apron and would’ve gone through the ropes if Lucy Harker hadn’t had the presence of mind to grab an ankle. And credit to the focus of the Sultana of Slapstick, she kept her attention on D² throughout, a show of determination that seemed to please the other brunette. Extending her own palm to the blonde half of Scandalous, Daph said, “It’s all right, Mina. I deserved that for not taking Maddy here seriously enough.” She favored the redhead with a rather disingenuous smile. “Now she’s got my full attention.”
Crane batted her eyes at the hardbody brunette, plainly refusing to cede an inch in their intimidation game. “That’s lovely. Now call off your pet brat so we can get back to it.”
Murray snarled a curse, but the combined forces of Lucy and Craig Long were enough to return her to the apron. With the ring thus cleared, Daphne and Maddy closed at once, their hands seeking the other like they were magnetized. The Collar & Elbow that followed showed none of the snarky showmanship that categorized their first skirmishes, this was nothing more than snug aggression as they attempted to bull one another around the squared circle. Dufresne seized initiative after perhaps ten seconds, the Gatecrasher capitalizing on a chin-push that may or may not have seen her nails dug into the other wrestler’s jaw. Leading her foe by chin and tummy, Daphne tromped Crane into the corner nearest Scandalous and didn’t stop moving simply because Mads had nowhere to go.
Rather she continued to push on Crane’s chin, just bennnnnnnding her neck backward over the top turnbuckle. Dufresne stayed quiet through it all, though her ear to ear grin told the FAWNatics everything they needed to know about how much she enjoyed her work. A few seconds went by before Craig hurried along and said, “That’s enough, Daph.”
“Count, please.” came the pert reply.
“ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!” Daphne released the clench and stepped back, making sure to pat Crane’s cheek as she-- the Red Hook Joker caught her attacker at the shoulders and whipped around in a violent half circle to ‘BWUUUNG’ Daphne into the position she’d just occupied. No cutesy shyt from the redhead, she merely braced her right forearm tight across Dufresne’s sternum so she could PAK-PAK-PAK a trio of punches into those vaunted abdominals. The closed fists brought immediate protests from Lucy and Mina, Daphne might’ve joined them if Crane hadn’t pivoted on her left heel and thum-thum-THUMPED the broadside of her thigh into her opponent’s midsection. That was enough to restart Craig’s count and only then did the Sultana of Slapstick rear back for a ‘whicking’ Bytch Slap that left a welt on Daphne’s cheek and a fire raging in her dark eyes.
“Learning yet?” Maddy barked as she backed her way clear of the corner. “Try to play shytty little games with me and I will slap you in the mouth every… single… ti--”
The Green Queen didn’t so much charge from the buckles as she did fly, D² sweeping Crane into a Collar & Elbow that immediately transitioned to a chin-push and a little hip twist to drop the redhead to her back. Trapping Maddy’s left wrist beneath her left arm the instant they touched down, Dufresne planted her right knee atop the other wrestler’s cheek and cranked back on the arm while grinding her knee into those protesting features! Crane groaned under the rough grind, kicked her legs and pushed at the brunette‘s encroaching knee but couldn‘t work her way free from the predicament.
Up top, Daphne preened for the crowd before taking the opportunity to muss the redhead’s hair. “So does this count as a shytty little game, Mads?” she chided. “Or is this just me showing the world how much better I am?”
The Princess of the Punchline continued to worry and push at Dufresne’s knee, though her earlier thrashing had subsided considerably. “This? This is just you wasting valuable time because you’re a bigger attention whore than Lyssa ZaaaAAAAAHHHHH BYTCH!”
The Gatecrasher shifted her grip on the Armbar so she control the limb with nothing more than a Wristlock. With Maddy’s arm stretched out and defenseless, Daphne crooked her free hand into a talon and slooooooowly dragged her nails down the underside of Crane’s forearm no less than half a dozen times! “Oh, does that hurt?” Dufresne smirked as Maddy’s thrashing resumed. “Then tap out if you can’t f*cking take--”
Crane shoved the brunette’s knee away and immediately made it to one knee. D² doubled down on the Wristlock, got to her feet and peeled off a quick Arm Wringer to keep the other woman under control as returned to boot-leather. A second Arm Wringer forced Crane to bend almost double, so Dufresne treated herself to a Greco Roman Knucklelock and bent Maddy’s hand backward over her own wrist.
“Give it up, loser.” Daphne demanded in the midst of taking more liberties with her opponent’s joints. “We both know I’m not dropping one to FAWN’s biggest choke artist, so why not save us both a lot of time and HEYYYYEEERRRRRGGGGHHHHH!”
Maddy dropped to one knee and busted out a quick tumble to alleviate the growing torque on her shoulder. Rather than answer with a Wringer of her own, Crane shot a hand at the brunette’s face to catch her nose between the first knuckles of her index and middle fingers! Of course a mere pincer didn’t avenge that nastiness with Dufresne’s claws in her arm, that’s why she twisted her wrist in an attempt to snap the Green Queen’s nose clear off her face!
Eyes shut tight as she stamped in place, Daphne tugged on Maddy’s wrist and when that didn’t work she reached for the New Yorker’s “OOFFFHHH!” Mads gutted her with a sharp Toe Kick, then CRAAACKED a slap between Dufresne’s shoulders to stand her up posthaste. Crane took to the skies in the same instant, her knees rising to chin-level as she cupped her hands around the nape of Daph’s neck and laid out flat on her back to THWHUNK the Wicked warrior’s mug into those upraised joints!
DOUBLE KNEE FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=22GLysMqpi8
Dufresne snapped backward on impact, the stunned brunette landing flat only to roll over and-- Maddy caught her in a Half Nelson and rolled her onto her back, whereupon she hooked the far leg and rolled her into a Back Press good for…
ONE…
TWO…
Dufresne kicked out half a heartbeat after ‘TWO!’ and started to sit up only for Maddy to grab a double handful of hair and THUMP her back to the deck. Scandalous complained and Craig warned her about the infraction, but the Sultana of Slapstick far too focused on her next move to pay much attention. Feet planted on either side of Daphne’s hips (facing her feet), Maddy hunched forward to corral her rival’s ankles so she could tuck the right into the pit of the Gatecrasher’s left knee. With the Figure Four in place she reached through the space between to lace both hands over the brunette’s left ankle, then backed up to drag the stunned battler into an awkward headstand!
RED HOOK CLOVERLEAF 2.0
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnv3Qx2qhtY
“AAAAAHHHH BYTCH, LEGGO!” Daph wailed after she’d pounded several worried punches into her attacker’s boot and lower leg. “I SAID GET THE HELL OFFA EEERRRRRRRHHHHHHH!”
Maddy dropped to one knee, stuffing it into Dufresne’s tummy to add another layer of discomfort while she continued to wrench and tear at those knotted legs. “Let go?” the redhead’s tone was heavy with incredulity. “Why the hell would I do that? Unless, hey, did you make the ropes when I wasn’t looking?” Daphne had most certainly not reached the ropes, as Crane damned well knew. Nor had she tapped out, so the Sultana of Slapstick jostled the painful hold up and down to see if that condition might change. It did not, though Dufresne raked her tormentor’s right calf hard enough to draw a wince from Mads. “That all you got?” There was no humor now. “Thought there’d be more from the woman who hung L’s on Emily West and Autumn Sammain.”
“They were both worthy of my A-Game.” the Gatecrasher grunted. “You’re barely worth the effort to gear NNNNNNGGGHHHH!”
Crane gouged her knee that much deeper into the brunette’s tummy as she put even more pressure on those twisted stems. “Maybe that’s why you’re getting your ass kicked, babycakes.” Maddy suggested. “Couldn’t be bothered with maximum effort for little ol’ meEEEERRRRHHHH…bytch, lose that grip right now or you’re going to be VERY unhappy.”
But Daphne, who’d managed to secure a crude, albeit effective left-handed grip on her foe’s trunks, continued the vile squeezing unabated. “What’s the matter, tuff girl? Not strong enough to power through a little paiOOOFFFFHHH OHHH YOU GUTLESS WH--”
Crane halved her grip on Dufresne’s ankle so she could pull that hand back through the taller woman’s legs and thus deliver a single scintillating Hammer Punch to the crotch! Resuming her control over Daphne’s legs as the Cloverleaf shuddered itself apart, Maddy stood up and straightened D² into a sort of half-assed headstand, then reared back and flicked a heavy Soccer Kick into her sternum. Daphne collapsed to one side in a groaning pile that practically begged for a pin so the FAWNatics were a little surprised when the Red Hook Joker hauled her to boot-leather without even considering a cover.
Happy to provide an answer in short order, Mads collected Daphne’s noggin in a Front Facelock and kicked her left leg forward before snapping it back and laying out on her belly to THWHUNK Dufresne down flat on her face with a stiff combination Facebuster and DDT. Laid out flat after the clever offense, the Green Queen only burbled in protest when Crane shot the Half Nelson and rolled her onto her back for the…
FACEBUSTER DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rm5gO5BZX6A
ONE…
TWO…
Daphne kicked out *just* after ‘TWO’, the near-near fall drawing a brief flicker of concern from the ringside Scandalmongers. Maddy on the other hand was feelin’ fine as paint, as evidenced by the snarky smile plastered across her mug as she peeled Dufresne off the canvas. “You’re gonna regret going after my trunks, sweetheart.” she told Daph in an obnoxiously bad Bogart-voice. “Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but… actually, it’ll be today. Right now in fact!”
With Dufresne balanced on wobbly legs, the Great White Snark dipped a shoulder and bundled her adversary up n’ across in a Fireman’s Carry. The show of strength caused no noticeable strain in the redhead, in fact Mads spun through three full rotations before she hit the brakes and slung Dufresne out into the NO! Daphne caught her opponent’s hair in mid-descent and pulled so that Crane was bent over double by the time D² returned to the canvas. Yanking the smaller grappler into an immediate Standing Headscissors, Daphne cinched both arms around Maddy’s waist and hoisted / flipped her up onto her shoulders for a Powerbo--
Maddy curled her right hand into a fist and delivered no less than half a dozen blows to her rival’s forehead! Dufresne staggered but refused to relinquish her grip on the motor-mouth. Steadying herself in a matter of seconds, she went up on tiptoe and slung Crane down like--
Cheers from the capacity crowd when Maddy cinched her thighs around the brunette’s head and took her over and down with a gorgeous Hurricanrana good for-- Daphne’s legs shot up, hooked Crane under the biceps and hauled her to the canvas in a lightning-quick Sunset Fl--
Maddy somersaulted through the backward momentum, popped to her feet and lashed out with a scintillating Buzzsaw Kick aimed at her adversary’s temp--
The Wicked warrior stretched out flat against the mat, leaving Maddy to spin around on her plant foot and immediately take to the skies for a gorgeous Standing Moonsault that THWHUMPED down atop Dufresne’s upraised knees! Eyes shut tight as the air exploded from her lungs, Maddy rolled away from the painful landing and came up hunched over several feet away.
Understandably preoccupied by the sudden lack of air, Crane didn’t notice when Daphne got up and ran the ropes dead ahead. Nor did her ignorance depart when Dufresne raced by to hit the strands behind. Alas, illumination did not come until Daph hopped up and braced her left hand on the redhead’s left shoulder. For a moment Dufresne’s lithesome frame was almost straight up and down, then she twisted off her perch in a quick little corkscrew that allowed her to THWHAP a nasty Enzu European Uppercut against the base of her victim’s skull.
BASEMENT ENZU EUROPEAN UPPERCUT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3eyifZwnXg
Maddy whiplashed forward like she’d been in a car wreck only to puddle out flat before tumbling onto her tummy. Not as of yet entirely sure of her surroundings, the Sultana of Slapstick clambered to verticality and walked right into a Front Facelock from the Green Queen.
“Take her head off, Daph!” Mina cheered from outside.
“Just not TOO quickly.” Lucy amended. “I want her to suffer first.”
Daphne winked at her friends even as she twisted around so she and Maddy were back to back with the redhead’s noggin resting firm against the ball of her right shoul-- D² dropped to one knee, all the better to THWHUNK the base of Maddy’s aching skull against the posted joint!
SNAP NECKBREAKER ON THE KNEE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiWergfRtSs
Maddy sat up and clutched her head in both hands, the suffering New Yorker rolling this way and that until she eventually drew near the ropes on the far side of the squared circle. Hooking the second strand like a lifeline, she made it to her knees and pulled in as close as she could. “Kuuuuhhh… keep her back, Craig!” she grumbled. “I’m in the ropNNNNGGGGHHH!” Grudging applause from the FAWNatics when Daphne rushed in on Maddy’s right and launched herself through the gap between top and middle ropes just to swing back and THWOK her shins offa Crane’s forehead courtesy a Tiger Feint Kick! Bounced away from the sanctuary of the strands, Mads came up on one knee before fighting her way to verticality. “Sneaky bytch.” she huffed. “Just wait ‘til you’re shaking the ropes and wailing for-- aw craHHHHRRRRRGGGGHH!”
Set on the apron after her latest acrobatic attack, the Gatecrasher leapt onto the top rope and hurled herself into the lights so as to put every bit of her hundred and thirty-plus pounds behind the European Uppercut she THWHAPPED off Maddy’s chin! Crane hit the deck in a heap, the usually frenetic fighter well and truly flattened by the Green Queen’s highlight reel offense. She was still clearing the cobwebs when Dufresne hurried over and bundled up both legs for a Back Press that pointed her rump at the rafters through…
TIGER FEINT KICK & SPRINGBOARD EUROPEAN UPPERCUT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=710ya2hdp8U
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
The Princess of the Punchline kicked out with half a second to spare, earning her cheers from the crowd and scorn from Scandalous. Daphne looked for more pleased than her friends, indeed she was almost giddy as she shoveled Maddy onto her tummy. Not that this meant good things for the New Yorker, not at all. Taking Crane’s left ankle in both hands, Dufresne folded that leg up and threaded her legs around Maddy’s lower leg before stretching out atop her back. With that leg pinned at an extremely awkward angle, the Green Queen reached around her opponent’s head with both hands and-- Crane seized Daphne left wrist and pulled it away to block the S-grip and thus the completion of the STF. Dufresne snarled in irritation, then ground her right forearm against the base of Maddy’s skull. “Let go of my hand, asshole. Or you’re not going to like what happens nexEEERRRRRHHHHH!”
Mads hated any sort of ‘chick fight’ tactic, yet sometimes they were the only tools available, which was why she gouged her nails into the underside of the brunette’s wrist. “Forgot to mention, I’m prickly.” Crane grunted. “Makes it dangerous to squeeze too NGH! NGH! NGH NNNNRRHHH!”
Oh so willing to repay like with like, D² snatched hold of her foe’s hair and wrenched her head back just far enough to pound Maddy’s forehead into the canvas once, twice, thrice! This was followed by a brief, unpleasant scrubbing, but even that was only prologue to her true intentions. Taking possession of Crane’s left wrist once she’d freed her own hand, Dufresne stretched the limb out full length and quickly angled it against the side of her own neck. With that limb thus removed, she finally secured the S-grip and CRAAAAAAAANKED back on the vicious STF.
ARM TRAP STF:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYG6ZcxSpck
“Oh yeah, you hear that, Lucy dear?” Murray tittered over Maddy’s groans. “That’s quitter talk if I ever heard it!”
“Let’s give the little class clown some credit.” Harker replied. “She’s not funny, but she IS tough. Better wrench it a little harder, Daphne!”
Daphne smirked and worked her hands from side to side, all the better to gouge her knuckles against Crane’s cheek. “Tap out, loser.” she demanded after several more seconds. “Unless you want this poster to turn into a whole calendEEERRRRRHHHHHH!”
The squirming Sultana didn’t have enough leverage to drag herself to safety so she crooked that trapped arm around the back of Daphne’s head. This allowed her to hook three fingers into the side of Dufresne’s mouth for a nasty Fishhook! The Gatecrasher couldn’t call the ref’s attention to this infraction for obvious reasons, but Craig was already in good position and even if he’d been elsewhere Scandalous was complaining quite loudly. “C’mon Mads, break that hook!” the ref cajoled. “You know I can’t let--hey, c’mon Daph! Knock that off!” Daphne broke the S-Grip of her own volition so she could raaaaaake her nails across the redhead’s face!
Crane sneered, pulled the fishhook a little tighter, then strained forward and managed to sink her teeth into the other woman’s right hand! Dufresne let loose with an inarticulate snarl of rage that grew louder through the entire duration of Long’s count. “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
Redhead and brunette released simultaneously and tumbled away from one another, each putting their face in their hands to tend to the various aches and pains inflicted over the last several seconds. Back to verticality by the time Craig reached ‘SEVEN!’ on the standing ten count, the combatants had no time for a snarky insults or even hissed curses, they simply hurled themselves across the canvas and--
Maddy went up on one foot, her arms raised overhead in the sort of drooping ‘Y’ shape, the pose more than enough to slow Daphne’s approach long enough for the Princess of the Punchline to THWHACK a blink and you’ll miss it Crane Kick off the point of Dufresne’s jaw!
Daphne’s head snapped back so far she was looking at the lights, but the lithesome bendyback kept her feet long enough to turn around and stumble for the ropes. Didn’t make it nearly that far though, as Mads snagged a handful of waistband and reeled her back into a half Waistlock. Stuffing her head under Dufresne’s left arm, the Red Hook Joker planted her free hand on the brunette’s backside and deftly hoisted her up onto the ball of her right shoulder. It could’ve been a perfect Backdrop Suplex, but Maddy Crane wasn’t the Queen of the Backdrop Suplex, she was the Queen of the Facebusters Tribe, so she swung D² back the way she’d came and dropped to her knees to THAWHUNK her face into the deck courtesy a gorgeous Crash Thunder Buster!
CRASH THUNDER BUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PFpQaOEcnZk
Daphne bounced to a knee and kept one hand on the canvas and the other pressed to her face, meaning she was otherwise distracted when Maddy came off the ropes dead ahead and took to the air for a low-flying Single Legged Dropkick that caught Daphne on the cheek with the flat CRACK of a rifle report.
SINGLE-LEG BASEMENT DROPKICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMNBejWiN74
Dufresne hit the mat in a flat sprawl but started to roll onto her stomach almost immediately. ‘Started’ being the operative word, as Maddy caught her at shoulder and hip and tugged her the other way so she could cinch both legs behind the knee and fold her in half with a Back Press that lasted through…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Daphne kicked out with half a heartbeat to spare and started crawling toward the Scandalous side of the ring only to split the air with something unprintable when Maddy planted a knee between her shoulders and snatched a huge handful of hair. “No way, cutie.” the redhead rasped. “You’re not crawling to those snakes until our business is finished.”
“Goddamned bytch.” Dufresne huffed. “Get your f*cking hand out of me UNNNGGGHH!”
The Sultana of Slapstick bounced her brunette’s face against the mat, then got to her feet and forced Daphne to do the same. A Front Facelock got the Gatecrasher’s head under control and allowed Mads to turn in the direction of Lucy and Mina, not because she wanted to show off (ok, maybe a little) but so she could keep an eye on the duplicitous duo. Slinging Dufresne’s near arm over her shoulders, Crane helped herself to a handful of waistband and muscled the brunette all the way to high noon to--
Daphne curled in on herself, the limber battler putting every bit of remaining strength behind the Kneelift she pounded into the top of her opponent’s skull. Maddy grunted, returned her burden to the mat and immediately thum-thum-thum-THUMPED half a dozen retaliatory Kneelifts into her exposed tummy. Tightening her hooks once Dufresne quieted down, Crane blew a kiss to Scandalous, then powered her burden skyward once mor--“AAAHHHHHH F*CK!”
Desperate to avoid Insult 2 Injury, Daph crooked her free hand into a spade and swiped it across the redhead’s eyes before Mads could plant her on the thinly-sheathed plywood! Dropped free of Crane’s clutches, Dufresne landed on one knee but rose to her full height when the New Yorker turned away to protect her face from further harm. Practically throwing herself at Crane’s back, the Green Queen caught her foe’s left arm in a Half Nelson while the other secured a Half Waistlock. Just like that she got low and popped her hips to snap off the Half Nelson Suplex that SPIKED Maddy on the back of her head and shoulders.
Delivered unto the canvas with more than enough power left over to somersault onto her knees, Crane reeled back on her knees before slouching forward, Mads only vaguely aware of the charging brunette exploding off her plant foot to TWAWHACK that defenseless chin with the hardest European Uppercut she’d thrown all night! Landing hard on the back of her head and shoulders for the second time in less than ten seconds, Maddy slopped out in a facedown sprawl but damned if she didn’t put both hands on the mat and try to--
HALF NELSON SUPLEX & ALPHA STRIKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rjAJmAbYfo
Daphne grabbed her by the ears and made sure to twist as she dragged the rubber-legged redhead to boot-leather, or rather, upright just long enough to stretch her out across Dufresne’s shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry. Wheeling around to smirk at Lucy and Mina, Daph hooked her right arm over the nape of Maddy’s noggin and pulled down just far enough to thun-thun-thunk-THUNK half a dozen knees into the other woman’s forehead. “Tenacious little cockroach, isn’t she?” Dufresne huffed to her partners in crime after she muscled Crane from the Fireman’s Carry to a gut-down position over her left shoulder. With one arm snaked around Maddy’s lower back and her other hand cupping the back of her neck, Daphne pushed onto her toes and dropped to her butt, a near straight up n’ down descent that put Crane’s head on the canvas with a disgusting THWHUNK!
D³:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KSAjypn3ypQ
Mads popped loose and tumbled onto her side, alas now it was D² drawing her back to look at the lights, though these were blotted out once Daphne swung a leg over and sat down atop her nose. Full-throated disdain from the FAWNatics, of course Dufresne only cared about the opinions of Scandalous and they were cheering lustily when Craig dropped to a knee for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Smiling a little wider with the clang of the bell, Daph wiped a little sweat from her brow and ‘flicked’ it onto Maddy’s fluttering midsection while the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall… DAPHNE DUFRESNE!”
Long strode over to offer a hand, or at least he would have if Lucy and Mina hadn’t hooked his belt and pulled him back several steps. “Easy tiger, she can stand on her own.” Harker chided the startled official.
Murray produced a bottle of hand sanitizer and motioned for him to offer a cupped hand. “And for god’s sake clean yourself up before you offer a woman your hand! Can’t have you spreading around that nauseating Crane Funk, can we?”
Craig rolled his eyes but did as bade, he even went so far as to show his palms to Mina for inspection afterward. Only when the blonde was satisfied did he take Dufresne’s right wrist and raise her arm high overhead. “What kind of presentation is that?” Daphne teased when the zebra started to pull away. “I just beat one of the hardest working women in FAWN in the middle of this ring! Go ahead and show me off to all four sides of the arena!”
In no mood to test the brunette’s hair-trigger temper, Long took her wrist once more and turned to the next side of the ring. Doing to put their backs to Lucy and Mina, which just happened to be when the Scandalous duo pounced on Maddy Crane! Dragging the redhead to her feet in a flurry of motion, Lucy slapped on a Front Facelock and slung the near arm across her shoulders while Mina took a measured step back.
The FAWNatics roared their displeasure so Long turned to check on the commotion but Dufresne whipped around behind him and pinned an arm up between this shoulders with a Hammerlock! “Don‘t bother fighting it, sweetie.” she planted a kiss on his cheek. “After all, no one else in that locker room cares about Maddy, so why should you?”
Craig protested that it was his damned job to care about anyone in the ring, alas this didn’t impress Harker enough to keep her from muscling Crane all the way to high no-- THWHACK!
Murray lashed out with a lightning-fast Roundhouse that connected with the back of Maddy’s half a heartbeat before Lucy laid out and PLANTED the crown of their victim’s skull on the mat with a vicious Brainbuster!
TABLOID FIELD DAY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vTiJczwXqo
Left curled up on one side by the Tabloid Field Day, Maddy offered no complaint when Wicked lined up behind her and raised the W’s for all to see.
“Are you seeing this, Jenny?” Mina asked the camera after a few seconds.
“The woman who almost broke your spirit is helpless at our feet.” Daphne continued.
“If you’re sick of feeling helpless,” Lucy broke the W into a pair of J’s that she hoisted overhead, “you know where to find us. And you know what we want.”
MADDY CRANE:
Those FAWNatics gathered for Heartbroken met this announcement with an enthusiastic roar, the vast majority of them leaping to their feet when Shinedown’s ‘Cut The Cord’ rang out in the dark. Maddy appeared with her music and raised a fist to her supporters, then started down the ramp with very little talk, save for brief exchanges with those fans she encountered on the aisle. For her first pay-per-view appearance since she’d come oh so close to wrestling the World Title from Miranda Wainright, the redhead wore a simple black sports bra top and matching bikini bottoms crisscrossed with thin white belts worn bandolier style while her boots and pads were done in a matching matte black. And as per tradition, the seat of her trunks featured a relevant observation (read: taunt)
‘WICKED PISSAH’
Picking up the pace as she neared the foot of the ramp, Maddy circled the ring to bump a few more fists, then stomped up the steps and hopped over the ropes. Once inside she crossed the canvas to the edge facing the hard camera and climbed onto the second strand. “Facing off with another chick that loves hand signs.” Crane told the audience matter of factly. “I don’t know how they keep coming my way, but it really doesn’t matter. In the end she’s gonna find out that her W is just as useless as that damned J. The only letter she needs to worry about?” Maddy raised her right hand to her forehead, thumb and forefinger extended in a sigil known far and wide. “Get used to L’s, Daph. You’ll be seeing a lot of them, starting tonight.” With that she hopped down from the ropes and made her way to the far corner so referee Craig Long could carry out final inspections while Maddy kept her attention glued to the stage.
“And introducing her opponent--”
That was as far as the Announcer got before the arena lights dropped away all at once. This gloom didn’t last long as the speakers offered up a soft rasp that gave way to the staccato opening of Panic at the Disco’s ‘Say Amen’ (Saturday Night)
SAY AMEN (SATURDAY NIGHT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZI8tFthAZ5M
Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore
Been waiting for somebody else to carry me
There's nothing else there for me at my door
All the people I know aren't who they used to be
And if I try to change my life one more day
There would be nobody else to save
And I can't change into a person I don't wanna be, so
Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah
The lights returned with the chorus, a frantic bluish-white strobe that made it difficult to focus on the three figures that now stood atop the stage. A trifle more confident know that he had his bearings, the Announcer resumed, “And introducing her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Lucy Harker and Mina Murray, she hails from Seattle Washington, stands at five feet seven inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and thirty five pounds. She is the Gatecrasher… DAPHNE DUFRESNE!”
DAPHNE DUFRESNE:
LUCY HARKER:
MINA MURRAY:
The strobes pointed at the stage lessened enough to reveal Lucy and Mina with Daphne between them, all three ladies holding their hands high in the ‘W’ sigil they’d made notorious over the last year or so. For tonight’s encounter with the mouth that walked like a woman, Daphne wore her trademark emerald green one-piece with an hour glass shaped piece of mesh across the chest (the negative space of which created a sort of bikini top look) and an identical shape, albeit turned on its side, across her tummy to better show off her sculpted torso. Her boots and wrist tape were a matching green while her boots were gleaming black.
“You think Jenny’s watching?” Dufresne asked once the loudest of the jeers died down.
“Absolutely.” Mina replied at once. “She won’t be able to resist finding out if you can top her high score when it comes to whipping Crane’s obnoxious ass.”
“And it IS a high bar, I assure you.” Lucy added. “But records, like egos and bones, are meant to be broken.”
“That should be on our next tee-shirt.” Daphne noted with a cold smile.
Setting off down the ramp on that callous note, the Gatecrasher took point with Lucy and Mina a few paces behind in their usual hip-swiveling lockstep. D² spared nothing save a raised middle finger for the hands extended in her direction and even that derisive slight fell away when she broke into a flat out run that ended with a leap from floor to apron. In flight half a heartbeat after she touched down, Daphne sprang onto the top rope and launched into a 450 spin that brought her down in a perfect landing in the middle of the ring. Satisfied with the landing, she made a show of brushing some invisible dust off those dangerous abs, then raised a final W with Lucy and Mina before settling into the corner opposite Maddy.
It took a conscious effort of will to push the looming presence of Scandalous from her mind, yet that’s exactly what Crane did and when she came out of her corner with the CLANG of the bell she only had eyes for Daphne Dufresne. As for the Gatecrasher, she was simultaneously disappointed and amused by the uncharacteristically serious expression stamped on the features of the notorious motor-mouth. Ambling forward to meet Maddy at center ring, the bendybacked hardbody hunched over and shot in low, one hand sweeping out in search of Crane’s ankle. But no, Crane spun away with a go-behind, caught Dufresne around the waist and-- Daphne used the rest of her momentum to rush the ropes, which she hooked without hesitation.
“Break.” she said more for the official’s benefit than Crane’s.
Craig didn’t even have to tap her shoulder, Mads raised both hands to shoulder level and cleared off without comment. Dufresne seemed mildly surprised by the lack of commentary, but she accepted it with a nod and returned to the center shortly thereafter. This time it was Crane rushing in to meet her, the Queen of the Facebusters Tribe looking for a quick Toe Kick to Daphne’s tumNO! Daph caught her ankle a half inch from those washboard abs and immediately slung it away to spin Crane in a half circle that left her six exposed for the Waistlock Dufresne ‘smecked’ around her hips. Hands locked, D² dipped her knees and popped her hips to turn the other woman inside out with an early Release German Sup--
Surprised cheers from the Heartbroken crowd as Maddy tumbled through a full somersault in mid-air to land on her feet a little ways behind her opposition. Lucy & Mina alerted Daphne to the redhead’s acrobatic escape at once, not that it was enough warning to stop Maddy from rushing up behind to collect a snug Chickenwi--
Dufresne curled her free arm around the back of the redhead’s noggin and went down on one knee to flip Mads onto her tush with a quick Snapma--
‘OOOOOHHHH!’ The Sultana of Slapstick must’ve been putting in extra time with the Girl that Gravity Forgot because she didn’t just roll through the Snapmare, she flipped through it to land on her feet directly in front of “UUUNNNNGGGHH!”
Daphne caught her in the base of the skull with an Enzu European Uppercut that would’ve spilled her to the deck if the brunette hadn’t caught her in a Half Nelson / Waistlock combination. Snatching a handful of hair simply because it was there, Dufresne put her lips to Crane’s ear and cooed, “You REALLY don’t wanna try to showcase against me, asshOOWWW!”
Maddy stamped on Daphne’s toes, twisted her heel once for good measure, then rushed the strands and hooked her free arm over the top rope. “Get offa me, washboard.” she demanded at once.
Daphne did not comply despite Craig’s proximity. “What’s the matter, Maddy?” she teased. “Feeling inadequate already?”
Crane snorted quite loudly. “Hell no. But I didn’t bring gallons of hand sanitizer and no one knows when Lucy and Mina last had their shoOOOOOWWW BYTCH!”
Dufresne relinquished the Half Nelson without comment, the Waistlock however she turned into a slow, mean raaaaaaaaaaake of her nails across the other woman’s trim tummy. Mads threw an elbow over her shoulder a heartbeat too late to catch the brunette’s nose, though she was somewhat reassured that her response increased the pace of Daphne’s departure.
“You’re not really stressing over those two, are you?” she jerked a thumb in the direction of Scandalous. “Trust me, you’ve got nothing to worry about. They’re here strictly to observe.”
The Princess of the Punchline honed in on Dufresne to distract herself from the fresh welts on her midsection. “Uhhh huh. Here to observe what, exactly?”
“Why, me kicking your ass of course.” Daphne replied with a bright smile. “Apparently to truly appreciate the suffering of one Maddy Crane, you have to be AT ringside. Can’t say I put much stock in it at first, but after the lovely shudder when I clawed at your soft little belly… yeah, I can get why they wanted to be here.”
“I see.” Maddy said dryly. “And I suppose you’ve made them swear under penalty of no post-match ice cream to stay right where they are even when I’ve got you blubbering on the canvas in a few minutes?”
The Gatecrasher threw back her head and laughed, a sound that might’ve been infectious if it’d carried the faintest hint of mirth. “Ohhhh, THERE’S the humor I’d been hearing so much about.” Dufresne’s dark eyes flashed with pleasant malice. “They told me you were funny. They didn’t say you were hysterical.”
Crane answered with an equally humorless smile. “You think I’m funny now, Daph? Wait until the bell rings again. I’ll have you in stitches.”
Daphne took a couple more steps back to ensure there was no way the redhead could accuse her of crowding. Feet planted firm, she raised both hands and beckoned Maddy forward. Mads ‘flicked’ her waistband back into place and came out to meet the challenge, her hands already raised for a Collar & Elbow Lock--
Dufresne slipped a hand through the redhead’s defenses to mash the heel of her palm against the side of Crane’s mouth hard enough to draw blood! Caught off guard by the elegantly-appointed roughhousing, Maddy couldn’t defend against the go-behind, nor the Waistlock that followed or the snappy Amateur Takedown that put her on all fours a heartbeat later. Daphne followed her down so she could put both hands on the redhead’s shoulders and force her flat against the canvas even as she slid into a seat in the hollow of her opponent’s back. Just like that she raaaaaaaaaaaked Crane’s back a second time, then made a show of roughly mussing her rival’s hair before swatting her across the back of the head!
Galled by the disparaging treatment, Maddy twisted onto her back and drew both knees up to her chest the very second D² got up from the mount. Belaying a Mule Kick when she realized Dufresne was already out of reach, Crane somersaulted backward and to return to her feet in a single sinuous motion.
“See?” Daphne’s tone was pleasant as ever. “I don’t need either of them to embarrass you. It is fun to have an audience though.”
Maddy chuckled, smoothed her hair back. “It is, isn’t it? Come on then, Daph. Let’s give Rocksteady and Bebop a show to remember.”
A flicker of irritation played across Dufresne’s features. “Watch your mouth, Crane.”
“I always do.”
The Green Queen took that as invitation to encroach, Daphne shooting in to curl her hands across the back of Maddy’s “HRKH!” The Princess of the Punchline caught the taller woman square in the throat with a straight right hand that had Dufresne beating an immediate retreat.
SUCKER PUNCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRP5mUX4j98
“Watch where those punches land, Maddy.” Craig warned as Crane gave pursuit.
“Well duh, how do you think I land them as clean as I do?”
The ref didn’t answer and that was fine because Maddy was already reading back to deliver a CRAAACKING Overland Slap between Dufresne’s shoulders! Daphne grimaced, went up on tiptoe until Crane spun her around, slapped on a Three Quarters Facelock and flipped the brunette onto her bum with a quick Snapmare. The lithesome battler was still leaning forward from the landing when Mads reared back and THWHAPPED a nasty Soccer Kick down the length of her spine!
Daphne froze up, her hands twisted into claws, shoulders raised in an awkward hunch. That suited Maddy just fine, it gave her plenty of time to lick the tips of her index fingers, which she then stuck in Dufresne’s ears for a Wet Willy that amused everyone save the three members of Wicked.
Retching in disgust as she scrambled away from the obnoxious redhead, Daphne swung around on one knee and bounced to verticality. “What the f*ck was that, freak?”
“A reminder of who the hell you’re messing with.” Maddy snapped back.
“That’s disgusting, Craig!” Mina shouted from her place near Daphne’s corner. “No one knows where those grubby little fingers have been! You should disqualify her right now!”
Maddy pointed one hand (and more specifically her index finger) at Murray without taking her eyes off Dufresne and said, “Weren’t you paying attention, Meeny? They were just in this mook’s ears.”
Mina Murray wasn’t about to take that sort of crap from some up-jumped AV Club nerd like Maddy Crane so she leapt onto the apron and would’ve gone through the ropes if Lucy Harker hadn’t had the presence of mind to grab an ankle. And credit to the focus of the Sultana of Slapstick, she kept her attention on D² throughout, a show of determination that seemed to please the other brunette. Extending her own palm to the blonde half of Scandalous, Daph said, “It’s all right, Mina. I deserved that for not taking Maddy here seriously enough.” She favored the redhead with a rather disingenuous smile. “Now she’s got my full attention.”
Crane batted her eyes at the hardbody brunette, plainly refusing to cede an inch in their intimidation game. “That’s lovely. Now call off your pet brat so we can get back to it.”
Murray snarled a curse, but the combined forces of Lucy and Craig Long were enough to return her to the apron. With the ring thus cleared, Daphne and Maddy closed at once, their hands seeking the other like they were magnetized. The Collar & Elbow that followed showed none of the snarky showmanship that categorized their first skirmishes, this was nothing more than snug aggression as they attempted to bull one another around the squared circle. Dufresne seized initiative after perhaps ten seconds, the Gatecrasher capitalizing on a chin-push that may or may not have seen her nails dug into the other wrestler’s jaw. Leading her foe by chin and tummy, Daphne tromped Crane into the corner nearest Scandalous and didn’t stop moving simply because Mads had nowhere to go.
Rather she continued to push on Crane’s chin, just bennnnnnnding her neck backward over the top turnbuckle. Dufresne stayed quiet through it all, though her ear to ear grin told the FAWNatics everything they needed to know about how much she enjoyed her work. A few seconds went by before Craig hurried along and said, “That’s enough, Daph.”
“Count, please.” came the pert reply.
“ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!” Daphne released the clench and stepped back, making sure to pat Crane’s cheek as she-- the Red Hook Joker caught her attacker at the shoulders and whipped around in a violent half circle to ‘BWUUUNG’ Daphne into the position she’d just occupied. No cutesy shyt from the redhead, she merely braced her right forearm tight across Dufresne’s sternum so she could PAK-PAK-PAK a trio of punches into those vaunted abdominals. The closed fists brought immediate protests from Lucy and Mina, Daphne might’ve joined them if Crane hadn’t pivoted on her left heel and thum-thum-THUMPED the broadside of her thigh into her opponent’s midsection. That was enough to restart Craig’s count and only then did the Sultana of Slapstick rear back for a ‘whicking’ Bytch Slap that left a welt on Daphne’s cheek and a fire raging in her dark eyes.
“Learning yet?” Maddy barked as she backed her way clear of the corner. “Try to play shytty little games with me and I will slap you in the mouth every… single… ti--”
The Green Queen didn’t so much charge from the buckles as she did fly, D² sweeping Crane into a Collar & Elbow that immediately transitioned to a chin-push and a little hip twist to drop the redhead to her back. Trapping Maddy’s left wrist beneath her left arm the instant they touched down, Dufresne planted her right knee atop the other wrestler’s cheek and cranked back on the arm while grinding her knee into those protesting features! Crane groaned under the rough grind, kicked her legs and pushed at the brunette‘s encroaching knee but couldn‘t work her way free from the predicament.
Up top, Daphne preened for the crowd before taking the opportunity to muss the redhead’s hair. “So does this count as a shytty little game, Mads?” she chided. “Or is this just me showing the world how much better I am?”
The Princess of the Punchline continued to worry and push at Dufresne’s knee, though her earlier thrashing had subsided considerably. “This? This is just you wasting valuable time because you’re a bigger attention whore than Lyssa ZaaaAAAAAHHHHH BYTCH!”
The Gatecrasher shifted her grip on the Armbar so she control the limb with nothing more than a Wristlock. With Maddy’s arm stretched out and defenseless, Daphne crooked her free hand into a talon and slooooooowly dragged her nails down the underside of Crane’s forearm no less than half a dozen times! “Oh, does that hurt?” Dufresne smirked as Maddy’s thrashing resumed. “Then tap out if you can’t f*cking take--”
Crane shoved the brunette’s knee away and immediately made it to one knee. D² doubled down on the Wristlock, got to her feet and peeled off a quick Arm Wringer to keep the other woman under control as returned to boot-leather. A second Arm Wringer forced Crane to bend almost double, so Dufresne treated herself to a Greco Roman Knucklelock and bent Maddy’s hand backward over her own wrist.
“Give it up, loser.” Daphne demanded in the midst of taking more liberties with her opponent’s joints. “We both know I’m not dropping one to FAWN’s biggest choke artist, so why not save us both a lot of time and HEYYYYEEERRRRRGGGGHHHHH!”
Maddy dropped to one knee and busted out a quick tumble to alleviate the growing torque on her shoulder. Rather than answer with a Wringer of her own, Crane shot a hand at the brunette’s face to catch her nose between the first knuckles of her index and middle fingers! Of course a mere pincer didn’t avenge that nastiness with Dufresne’s claws in her arm, that’s why she twisted her wrist in an attempt to snap the Green Queen’s nose clear off her face!
Eyes shut tight as she stamped in place, Daphne tugged on Maddy’s wrist and when that didn’t work she reached for the New Yorker’s “OOFFFHHH!” Mads gutted her with a sharp Toe Kick, then CRAAACKED a slap between Dufresne’s shoulders to stand her up posthaste. Crane took to the skies in the same instant, her knees rising to chin-level as she cupped her hands around the nape of Daph’s neck and laid out flat on her back to THWHUNK the Wicked warrior’s mug into those upraised joints!
DOUBLE KNEE FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=22GLysMqpi8
Dufresne snapped backward on impact, the stunned brunette landing flat only to roll over and-- Maddy caught her in a Half Nelson and rolled her onto her back, whereupon she hooked the far leg and rolled her into a Back Press good for…
ONE…
TWO…
Dufresne kicked out half a heartbeat after ‘TWO!’ and started to sit up only for Maddy to grab a double handful of hair and THUMP her back to the deck. Scandalous complained and Craig warned her about the infraction, but the Sultana of Slapstick far too focused on her next move to pay much attention. Feet planted on either side of Daphne’s hips (facing her feet), Maddy hunched forward to corral her rival’s ankles so she could tuck the right into the pit of the Gatecrasher’s left knee. With the Figure Four in place she reached through the space between to lace both hands over the brunette’s left ankle, then backed up to drag the stunned battler into an awkward headstand!
RED HOOK CLOVERLEAF 2.0
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnv3Qx2qhtY
“AAAAAHHHH BYTCH, LEGGO!” Daph wailed after she’d pounded several worried punches into her attacker’s boot and lower leg. “I SAID GET THE HELL OFFA EEERRRRRRRHHHHHHH!”
Maddy dropped to one knee, stuffing it into Dufresne’s tummy to add another layer of discomfort while she continued to wrench and tear at those knotted legs. “Let go?” the redhead’s tone was heavy with incredulity. “Why the hell would I do that? Unless, hey, did you make the ropes when I wasn’t looking?” Daphne had most certainly not reached the ropes, as Crane damned well knew. Nor had she tapped out, so the Sultana of Slapstick jostled the painful hold up and down to see if that condition might change. It did not, though Dufresne raked her tormentor’s right calf hard enough to draw a wince from Mads. “That all you got?” There was no humor now. “Thought there’d be more from the woman who hung L’s on Emily West and Autumn Sammain.”
“They were both worthy of my A-Game.” the Gatecrasher grunted. “You’re barely worth the effort to gear NNNNNNGGGHHHH!”
Crane gouged her knee that much deeper into the brunette’s tummy as she put even more pressure on those twisted stems. “Maybe that’s why you’re getting your ass kicked, babycakes.” Maddy suggested. “Couldn’t be bothered with maximum effort for little ol’ meEEEERRRRHHHH…bytch, lose that grip right now or you’re going to be VERY unhappy.”
But Daphne, who’d managed to secure a crude, albeit effective left-handed grip on her foe’s trunks, continued the vile squeezing unabated. “What’s the matter, tuff girl? Not strong enough to power through a little paiOOOFFFFHHH OHHH YOU GUTLESS WH--”
Crane halved her grip on Dufresne’s ankle so she could pull that hand back through the taller woman’s legs and thus deliver a single scintillating Hammer Punch to the crotch! Resuming her control over Daphne’s legs as the Cloverleaf shuddered itself apart, Maddy stood up and straightened D² into a sort of half-assed headstand, then reared back and flicked a heavy Soccer Kick into her sternum. Daphne collapsed to one side in a groaning pile that practically begged for a pin so the FAWNatics were a little surprised when the Red Hook Joker hauled her to boot-leather without even considering a cover.
Happy to provide an answer in short order, Mads collected Daphne’s noggin in a Front Facelock and kicked her left leg forward before snapping it back and laying out on her belly to THWHUNK Dufresne down flat on her face with a stiff combination Facebuster and DDT. Laid out flat after the clever offense, the Green Queen only burbled in protest when Crane shot the Half Nelson and rolled her onto her back for the…
FACEBUSTER DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rm5gO5BZX6A
ONE…
TWO…
Daphne kicked out *just* after ‘TWO’, the near-near fall drawing a brief flicker of concern from the ringside Scandalmongers. Maddy on the other hand was feelin’ fine as paint, as evidenced by the snarky smile plastered across her mug as she peeled Dufresne off the canvas. “You’re gonna regret going after my trunks, sweetheart.” she told Daph in an obnoxiously bad Bogart-voice. “Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but… actually, it’ll be today. Right now in fact!”
With Dufresne balanced on wobbly legs, the Great White Snark dipped a shoulder and bundled her adversary up n’ across in a Fireman’s Carry. The show of strength caused no noticeable strain in the redhead, in fact Mads spun through three full rotations before she hit the brakes and slung Dufresne out into the NO! Daphne caught her opponent’s hair in mid-descent and pulled so that Crane was bent over double by the time D² returned to the canvas. Yanking the smaller grappler into an immediate Standing Headscissors, Daphne cinched both arms around Maddy’s waist and hoisted / flipped her up onto her shoulders for a Powerbo--
Maddy curled her right hand into a fist and delivered no less than half a dozen blows to her rival’s forehead! Dufresne staggered but refused to relinquish her grip on the motor-mouth. Steadying herself in a matter of seconds, she went up on tiptoe and slung Crane down like--
Cheers from the capacity crowd when Maddy cinched her thighs around the brunette’s head and took her over and down with a gorgeous Hurricanrana good for-- Daphne’s legs shot up, hooked Crane under the biceps and hauled her to the canvas in a lightning-quick Sunset Fl--
Maddy somersaulted through the backward momentum, popped to her feet and lashed out with a scintillating Buzzsaw Kick aimed at her adversary’s temp--
The Wicked warrior stretched out flat against the mat, leaving Maddy to spin around on her plant foot and immediately take to the skies for a gorgeous Standing Moonsault that THWHUMPED down atop Dufresne’s upraised knees! Eyes shut tight as the air exploded from her lungs, Maddy rolled away from the painful landing and came up hunched over several feet away.
Understandably preoccupied by the sudden lack of air, Crane didn’t notice when Daphne got up and ran the ropes dead ahead. Nor did her ignorance depart when Dufresne raced by to hit the strands behind. Alas, illumination did not come until Daph hopped up and braced her left hand on the redhead’s left shoulder. For a moment Dufresne’s lithesome frame was almost straight up and down, then she twisted off her perch in a quick little corkscrew that allowed her to THWHAP a nasty Enzu European Uppercut against the base of her victim’s skull.
BASEMENT ENZU EUROPEAN UPPERCUT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3eyifZwnXg
Maddy whiplashed forward like she’d been in a car wreck only to puddle out flat before tumbling onto her tummy. Not as of yet entirely sure of her surroundings, the Sultana of Slapstick clambered to verticality and walked right into a Front Facelock from the Green Queen.
“Take her head off, Daph!” Mina cheered from outside.
“Just not TOO quickly.” Lucy amended. “I want her to suffer first.”
Daphne winked at her friends even as she twisted around so she and Maddy were back to back with the redhead’s noggin resting firm against the ball of her right shoul-- D² dropped to one knee, all the better to THWHUNK the base of Maddy’s aching skull against the posted joint!
SNAP NECKBREAKER ON THE KNEE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiWergfRtSs
Maddy sat up and clutched her head in both hands, the suffering New Yorker rolling this way and that until she eventually drew near the ropes on the far side of the squared circle. Hooking the second strand like a lifeline, she made it to her knees and pulled in as close as she could. “Kuuuuhhh… keep her back, Craig!” she grumbled. “I’m in the ropNNNNGGGGHHH!” Grudging applause from the FAWNatics when Daphne rushed in on Maddy’s right and launched herself through the gap between top and middle ropes just to swing back and THWOK her shins offa Crane’s forehead courtesy a Tiger Feint Kick! Bounced away from the sanctuary of the strands, Mads came up on one knee before fighting her way to verticality. “Sneaky bytch.” she huffed. “Just wait ‘til you’re shaking the ropes and wailing for-- aw craHHHHRRRRRGGGGHH!”
Set on the apron after her latest acrobatic attack, the Gatecrasher leapt onto the top rope and hurled herself into the lights so as to put every bit of her hundred and thirty-plus pounds behind the European Uppercut she THWHAPPED off Maddy’s chin! Crane hit the deck in a heap, the usually frenetic fighter well and truly flattened by the Green Queen’s highlight reel offense. She was still clearing the cobwebs when Dufresne hurried over and bundled up both legs for a Back Press that pointed her rump at the rafters through…
TIGER FEINT KICK & SPRINGBOARD EUROPEAN UPPERCUT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=710ya2hdp8U
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
The Princess of the Punchline kicked out with half a second to spare, earning her cheers from the crowd and scorn from Scandalous. Daphne looked for more pleased than her friends, indeed she was almost giddy as she shoveled Maddy onto her tummy. Not that this meant good things for the New Yorker, not at all. Taking Crane’s left ankle in both hands, Dufresne folded that leg up and threaded her legs around Maddy’s lower leg before stretching out atop her back. With that leg pinned at an extremely awkward angle, the Green Queen reached around her opponent’s head with both hands and-- Crane seized Daphne left wrist and pulled it away to block the S-grip and thus the completion of the STF. Dufresne snarled in irritation, then ground her right forearm against the base of Maddy’s skull. “Let go of my hand, asshole. Or you’re not going to like what happens nexEEERRRRRHHHHH!”
Mads hated any sort of ‘chick fight’ tactic, yet sometimes they were the only tools available, which was why she gouged her nails into the underside of the brunette’s wrist. “Forgot to mention, I’m prickly.” Crane grunted. “Makes it dangerous to squeeze too NGH! NGH! NGH NNNNRRHHH!”
Oh so willing to repay like with like, D² snatched hold of her foe’s hair and wrenched her head back just far enough to pound Maddy’s forehead into the canvas once, twice, thrice! This was followed by a brief, unpleasant scrubbing, but even that was only prologue to her true intentions. Taking possession of Crane’s left wrist once she’d freed her own hand, Dufresne stretched the limb out full length and quickly angled it against the side of her own neck. With that limb thus removed, she finally secured the S-grip and CRAAAAAAAANKED back on the vicious STF.
ARM TRAP STF:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYG6ZcxSpck
“Oh yeah, you hear that, Lucy dear?” Murray tittered over Maddy’s groans. “That’s quitter talk if I ever heard it!”
“Let’s give the little class clown some credit.” Harker replied. “She’s not funny, but she IS tough. Better wrench it a little harder, Daphne!”
Daphne smirked and worked her hands from side to side, all the better to gouge her knuckles against Crane’s cheek. “Tap out, loser.” she demanded after several more seconds. “Unless you want this poster to turn into a whole calendEEERRRRRHHHHHH!”
The squirming Sultana didn’t have enough leverage to drag herself to safety so she crooked that trapped arm around the back of Daphne’s head. This allowed her to hook three fingers into the side of Dufresne’s mouth for a nasty Fishhook! The Gatecrasher couldn’t call the ref’s attention to this infraction for obvious reasons, but Craig was already in good position and even if he’d been elsewhere Scandalous was complaining quite loudly. “C’mon Mads, break that hook!” the ref cajoled. “You know I can’t let--hey, c’mon Daph! Knock that off!” Daphne broke the S-Grip of her own volition so she could raaaaaake her nails across the redhead’s face!
Crane sneered, pulled the fishhook a little tighter, then strained forward and managed to sink her teeth into the other woman’s right hand! Dufresne let loose with an inarticulate snarl of rage that grew louder through the entire duration of Long’s count. “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
Redhead and brunette released simultaneously and tumbled away from one another, each putting their face in their hands to tend to the various aches and pains inflicted over the last several seconds. Back to verticality by the time Craig reached ‘SEVEN!’ on the standing ten count, the combatants had no time for a snarky insults or even hissed curses, they simply hurled themselves across the canvas and--
Maddy went up on one foot, her arms raised overhead in the sort of drooping ‘Y’ shape, the pose more than enough to slow Daphne’s approach long enough for the Princess of the Punchline to THWHACK a blink and you’ll miss it Crane Kick off the point of Dufresne’s jaw!
Daphne’s head snapped back so far she was looking at the lights, but the lithesome bendyback kept her feet long enough to turn around and stumble for the ropes. Didn’t make it nearly that far though, as Mads snagged a handful of waistband and reeled her back into a half Waistlock. Stuffing her head under Dufresne’s left arm, the Red Hook Joker planted her free hand on the brunette’s backside and deftly hoisted her up onto the ball of her right shoulder. It could’ve been a perfect Backdrop Suplex, but Maddy Crane wasn’t the Queen of the Backdrop Suplex, she was the Queen of the Facebusters Tribe, so she swung D² back the way she’d came and dropped to her knees to THAWHUNK her face into the deck courtesy a gorgeous Crash Thunder Buster!
CRASH THUNDER BUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PFpQaOEcnZk
Daphne bounced to a knee and kept one hand on the canvas and the other pressed to her face, meaning she was otherwise distracted when Maddy came off the ropes dead ahead and took to the air for a low-flying Single Legged Dropkick that caught Daphne on the cheek with the flat CRACK of a rifle report.
SINGLE-LEG BASEMENT DROPKICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMNBejWiN74
Dufresne hit the mat in a flat sprawl but started to roll onto her stomach almost immediately. ‘Started’ being the operative word, as Maddy caught her at shoulder and hip and tugged her the other way so she could cinch both legs behind the knee and fold her in half with a Back Press that lasted through…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Daphne kicked out with half a heartbeat to spare and started crawling toward the Scandalous side of the ring only to split the air with something unprintable when Maddy planted a knee between her shoulders and snatched a huge handful of hair. “No way, cutie.” the redhead rasped. “You’re not crawling to those snakes until our business is finished.”
“Goddamned bytch.” Dufresne huffed. “Get your f*cking hand out of me UNNNGGGHH!”
The Sultana of Slapstick bounced her brunette’s face against the mat, then got to her feet and forced Daphne to do the same. A Front Facelock got the Gatecrasher’s head under control and allowed Mads to turn in the direction of Lucy and Mina, not because she wanted to show off (ok, maybe a little) but so she could keep an eye on the duplicitous duo. Slinging Dufresne’s near arm over her shoulders, Crane helped herself to a handful of waistband and muscled the brunette all the way to high noon to--
Daphne curled in on herself, the limber battler putting every bit of remaining strength behind the Kneelift she pounded into the top of her opponent’s skull. Maddy grunted, returned her burden to the mat and immediately thum-thum-thum-THUMPED half a dozen retaliatory Kneelifts into her exposed tummy. Tightening her hooks once Dufresne quieted down, Crane blew a kiss to Scandalous, then powered her burden skyward once mor--“AAAHHHHHH F*CK!”
Desperate to avoid Insult 2 Injury, Daph crooked her free hand into a spade and swiped it across the redhead’s eyes before Mads could plant her on the thinly-sheathed plywood! Dropped free of Crane’s clutches, Dufresne landed on one knee but rose to her full height when the New Yorker turned away to protect her face from further harm. Practically throwing herself at Crane’s back, the Green Queen caught her foe’s left arm in a Half Nelson while the other secured a Half Waistlock. Just like that she got low and popped her hips to snap off the Half Nelson Suplex that SPIKED Maddy on the back of her head and shoulders.
Delivered unto the canvas with more than enough power left over to somersault onto her knees, Crane reeled back on her knees before slouching forward, Mads only vaguely aware of the charging brunette exploding off her plant foot to TWAWHACK that defenseless chin with the hardest European Uppercut she’d thrown all night! Landing hard on the back of her head and shoulders for the second time in less than ten seconds, Maddy slopped out in a facedown sprawl but damned if she didn’t put both hands on the mat and try to--
HALF NELSON SUPLEX & ALPHA STRIKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rjAJmAbYfo
Daphne grabbed her by the ears and made sure to twist as she dragged the rubber-legged redhead to boot-leather, or rather, upright just long enough to stretch her out across Dufresne’s shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry. Wheeling around to smirk at Lucy and Mina, Daph hooked her right arm over the nape of Maddy’s noggin and pulled down just far enough to thun-thun-thunk-THUNK half a dozen knees into the other woman’s forehead. “Tenacious little cockroach, isn’t she?” Dufresne huffed to her partners in crime after she muscled Crane from the Fireman’s Carry to a gut-down position over her left shoulder. With one arm snaked around Maddy’s lower back and her other hand cupping the back of her neck, Daphne pushed onto her toes and dropped to her butt, a near straight up n’ down descent that put Crane’s head on the canvas with a disgusting THWHUNK!
D³:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KSAjypn3ypQ
Mads popped loose and tumbled onto her side, alas now it was D² drawing her back to look at the lights, though these were blotted out once Daphne swung a leg over and sat down atop her nose. Full-throated disdain from the FAWNatics, of course Dufresne only cared about the opinions of Scandalous and they were cheering lustily when Craig dropped to a knee for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Smiling a little wider with the clang of the bell, Daph wiped a little sweat from her brow and ‘flicked’ it onto Maddy’s fluttering midsection while the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall… DAPHNE DUFRESNE!”
Long strode over to offer a hand, or at least he would have if Lucy and Mina hadn’t hooked his belt and pulled him back several steps. “Easy tiger, she can stand on her own.” Harker chided the startled official.
Murray produced a bottle of hand sanitizer and motioned for him to offer a cupped hand. “And for god’s sake clean yourself up before you offer a woman your hand! Can’t have you spreading around that nauseating Crane Funk, can we?”
Craig rolled his eyes but did as bade, he even went so far as to show his palms to Mina for inspection afterward. Only when the blonde was satisfied did he take Dufresne’s right wrist and raise her arm high overhead. “What kind of presentation is that?” Daphne teased when the zebra started to pull away. “I just beat one of the hardest working women in FAWN in the middle of this ring! Go ahead and show me off to all four sides of the arena!”
In no mood to test the brunette’s hair-trigger temper, Long took her wrist once more and turned to the next side of the ring. Doing to put their backs to Lucy and Mina, which just happened to be when the Scandalous duo pounced on Maddy Crane! Dragging the redhead to her feet in a flurry of motion, Lucy slapped on a Front Facelock and slung the near arm across her shoulders while Mina took a measured step back.
The FAWNatics roared their displeasure so Long turned to check on the commotion but Dufresne whipped around behind him and pinned an arm up between this shoulders with a Hammerlock! “Don‘t bother fighting it, sweetie.” she planted a kiss on his cheek. “After all, no one else in that locker room cares about Maddy, so why should you?”
Craig protested that it was his damned job to care about anyone in the ring, alas this didn’t impress Harker enough to keep her from muscling Crane all the way to high no-- THWHACK!
Murray lashed out with a lightning-fast Roundhouse that connected with the back of Maddy’s half a heartbeat before Lucy laid out and PLANTED the crown of their victim’s skull on the mat with a vicious Brainbuster!
TABLOID FIELD DAY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vTiJczwXqo
Left curled up on one side by the Tabloid Field Day, Maddy offered no complaint when Wicked lined up behind her and raised the W’s for all to see.
“Are you seeing this, Jenny?” Mina asked the camera after a few seconds.
“The woman who almost broke your spirit is helpless at our feet.” Daphne continued.
“If you’re sick of feeling helpless,” Lucy broke the W into a pair of J’s that she hoisted overhead, “you know where to find us. And you know what we want.”