Post by bigfan on Apr 3, 2018 18:31:06 GMT
The crowd sits on the edge of its collective seat, ready for another battle to commence, when the opening chords of the classic ‘O Fortuna’ burst from the speakers. The murmurs turn to an explosive force of excitement.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GD3VsesSBsw )
On reflex, the jeers of the FAWNatics join the stirring introduction. But there is a bit of hesitancy involved with the assembled due to The Dream’s previous surprise return, Lisa having inserted herself in the 2017 Queens of the Ring tourney. There she’d been instrumental in helping fan favorites Leggs, Inc. to a comeback win over the Sisters of Mercy.
Anyone remotely aware of FAWN history knows the part the Sisters played in removing the Ultimate Image of Human Perfection from the organization, wrestling and the ‘sane world’ altogether as the nurses, per Dr. Blassenville’s involuntary commission order, spirited her to the Dangerously Psychotic wing of Orlando General.
Thus, while her return was a bolt from the blue, the women she’d brought battle to made all the sense in the world. Still, one had to wonder if, with revenge taken in small measure, The Dream might head to greener, more carefully controlled pastures, ones far less dangerous to inner and outer health. The music filling the arena tells a different story.
The fans wait with baited breath to make sure their moment in FAWN history is secured. And so it is when The Dream emerges simultaneous to a familiar burst of blazing white pyrotechnics. The slender brunette moves to center stage with the woman who’d accompanied her previously by her side, whispering in Lisa’s ear.
[LISA DREAM]
[SIERRA MIST]
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Immediately noticeable is The Dream’s attire, glaringly white leather replacing Lisa’s iconic black cowskin. The skin-tight sheath is made up of her customary sleeveless vest, cut to give her pert bosom room to breathe, this version showing significantly more of her alabaster tummy. Her long, pants reach down to ivory boots, any Dreamophiles in the audience still frustrated at having the flawless, pale stems of the Personification of Perfection hidden from view. A series of leather ‘strings’ cobweb across her back to keep the vest in place, though they also leave a considerable portion of her ivory back in view.
Beside her, in jeans and t-shirt, covered partially in a white lab coat, is the bespectacled Sierra Mist, Lisa’s liberator from what some of the less hospitable fans are calling the looney bin. The Dream seems a bit startled at the hatred thrust upon her by most of the FAWNatics and Sierra gives her constant support, both verbal and physical, reaching an arm around the skittish Dream’s shoulders.
Mist covers Lisa like a protective cloak all the way to the ring, trying to make sure the prodigal daughter’s focus is on the squared circle. She follows the Ultimate (but strikingly different) Image up the ring steps, then sits on the middle rope, pushing the top up for easy entry for the legendary Lisa.
Dream halts and takes a long look around the unfriendly confines before sticking a leather-clad leg through then follows the cowskin-covered limb into the battleground. Sierra follows her in with microphone already in hand. When the two reach the middle and the music fades, Mist offers the stick to Lisa but The Dream demurely declines under cacophonous boos. That alone, draws down the volume of the hatred and when Sierra brings the microphone to her lips, they quiet further, if only out of curiosity.
“We ask not that you let a Dream into your heart, but that you keep an open mind. The woman you see before you was broken and has been reformed. She was lost and is now found. She only wants to be Your Dream now, in order to fulfil hers…and so…your next match…”
The crowd begins to roar as they realize Lisa rejoining the roster is here and now and whether they hated her or…hated her a little less, the show would be memorable in the extreme.
“…will be one fall with a 20-minute time limit. In the center of the ring…where she belongs… from New York, New York, standing 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighing in at 115 pounds, the Sweetest of Dreams…LISA!”
The beautiful, dark-haired Dream nods softly, seemingly embarrassed by the attention, good and mostly bad. She recedes silently to her corner, guided there by PhD-to-be, Sierra again comforting Lisa under the harangues of the Dreamophobes.
With their former patient in the ring, it’s not a surprise when Bon Jovi’s Bad Medicine billows over the crowd. With the ‘big hair music’ of the 80s pumping through the speakers, all attention turns to the stage above.
@ 00:35 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOUtsybozjg )
And there, FAWN’s resident naughty nurses enter, moving to the middle, snapping elbow-length latex gloves in place.
The brunettes, obviously from the sexiest hospital in all creation, stride down the aisle, arm in arm. The gorgeous grapplers, one with an extra large syringe in hand, the other with a straightjacket for you know who, show off their wares to jeers from the crowd.
[KRISTIN MANNERS]
[DEBORAH HURT]
To say the Sisters’ attire is eye-catching is an understatement. Both dark-haired beauties wear stylized, fetishized versions of a nurse’s uniform, namely white latex halters with short, short skirts, a flash of red occasionally seen from beneath, nylons fastened by garters leading to ankle boots. They both wear elbow-length gloves of the same ivory latex as their skirts and finish with white knee and elbow pads, both containing red crosses. The nurses also have surgical masks, though they hang around their necks, perhaps put in place for the nasty procedures at least one hopes to perform. The public address spits to life as the women sashay toward the ring.
“And her opponent…from Parts and Surgical Suites unknown…accompanied to the ring by Nurse Deborah…standing five feet six inches tall and weighing in at 127 pounds, Sister of Mercy…Kristin Manners!"
Both medical professionals ignore the boos and the reaching hands of the fans as they make their way to the ring. The FAWNatics jeer at the nurses but not wholeheartedly, perhaps hoping they’ll drag the Lisa they’ve known back to her padded cell by night’s end.
Some in the front row cough loudly in hopes they’ll be checked by the raucous RNs, but there’s no such luck as each strides up the steps, the women dipping in together. The Sisters keep oddly disturbing smiles in place, their “bedside manner” altogether eerie yet seductive.
After placing the syringe and straightjacket neatly in place by the ring post of Kristin’s corner, the nurses move to the middle with Manners lifting a microphone.
“Doctor Blassenville has given us permission, in absentia, to return Miss Dream to her proper residence, both for her own safety and everyone’s in this arena.”
The words draw more than a smattering of applause and a look of distinct concern on Lisa’s face. The Dream seems ready to bolt, but Sierra places a hand on her patient’s shoulder as Kristin continues, turning in the direction of The Dream.
“Dear Lisa. You have no idea what’s best for you, nor what is wrong or right. I promise to take good care of you tonight and to instruct you properly with this information. Of course, afterward, you will be going home so you continue your therapy that was so inappropriately interrupted.”
Nurse Manners hands the microphone to the official who brings it to an attendant. Meanwhile, the nurses move to the unoccupied corner opposite the slender, perhaps even fragile brunette, Deborah stepping through and dropping to the floor, Kristin settling into an expectant crouch for the sound of the bell.
After some final words of encouragement, Lisa circles out of the corner, back in FAWN competition for the first time in 21 months when Jenny Jacobs, seemingly unwittingly, helped Dr. Blassenville make her fateful decision, with the Sisters carrying it out.
There’s more trepidation in the eyes of The Dream than anger as the wrestlers slowly tighten their orbits until they lock together in a collar-and-elbow. Though put through a strenuous regimen since her escape, Dream remains under her previous fighting weight by at least five pounds and that means giving up at least fifteen to Kristin. It shows as Manners bullies her through a couple do-si-do’s and throws The Dream into the Sisters’ corner, Lisa’s back hitting the buckles with a thud.
The returnee feels Deborah grasping at her ankles and skips out of reach. She turns to Hurt to give her a verbal ‘what for’ but sees Deborah holding a straightjacket to her chest, waving with one of the sleeves, wide grin in place. Lisa swallows hard and puts her attention back on Manners, but a bit too late.
Kristin, skulking forward, lifts a knee DEEP into Lisa’s ivory tummy, folding her over, Dream bugeyed and gasping.
“Good to be back?” the unhealthy caregiver growls as she grabs a wrist and sends Lisa sprinting across the canvas at a breakneck pace.. The Dream rebounds off the far cables and heads toward a charging Kristin. The Sister lowers a shoulder and lowers the boom with a block that takes Lisa off her feet, THUMPING her to the canvas.
The nurse heads for the ropes to Lisa’s right and rebounds out of the strands, The Dream rolls toward her, forcing Manners to skip over the top and head toward her next set of cables. Rocking the white leather, Lisa hops to her feet and lowers a shoulder to take on Kristin as she barrels out of her u-turn. Meeting in the middle, the bigger brunette drops Lisa like a bad habit. The Dream winces as she stares up into the eyes of the nurse.
Manners, deciding there’s no need to show her power superiority a third time, decides to demonstrate her advantage in wrestling prowess over her former patient. Snatching her foe’s left ankle, she begins to spin around the raised leg of The Dream, clearly planning on testing the legend’s willpower since being salvaged from the asylum with a figure-four leglock.
But before Manners can lock it down, Lisa presses the boot sole of her right foot into the red panties of her jailor and sends her foe stumbling across the canvas with a shove. The Dream scrambles to her feet, drawing a smattering of applause from the isolated Dreamophiles in the audience.
Falling back into the ropes near her corner, Lisa listens attentively to the advice of her advocate as the Sister advances. The Dream nods and pushes from her position, forcing Manners to chase as she rotates around the confines.
“Time to take your medicine,” Kristin informs. “Be a good girl and come to me.”
Surprisingly, Lisa does just that, swooping low, trying to scoop up a leg and take the nurse to the mat, Sierra apparently telling The Dream to keep it simple. But Manners shows she has some quicks, scooting away from the effort and swinging a spinning kick around that clips Lisa on the temple as she starts to rise back to vertical.
The Dream stumbles through fencepost holes as she spins away and a split second later is forced to genuflect as Kristin dives into a chop block to the pit of Lisa’s left knee. The Dream howls in pain, grasping at her joint, flawless face twisted in pain.
“It isn’t as easy when we know you’re out of your friendly confines,” Manners announces.
She sinks her nails into Lisa’s shoulder-length, dark mop and tugs the yipping Dream to her feet. The nurse grabs her foe’s left leg, folding Lisa’s calf to thigh, and lifts the slender New Yorker high, only to drop her leg across the plank of a thigh, the shinbreaker sending Lisa hopping away in anguish.
Shinbreaker (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3bZFSbYBcU )
Lisa tumbles to her back with Kristin still in possession of the left stem and she quickly makes good on her previous attempt to secure a figure-four. Providing her unique brand of ‘therapy’, Nurse Kristin, spins around the lower limb and collects the opposite number, folding the left over the extended right then sitting down and locking the maneuver with her free leg.
Figure Four Leglock (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWYWBoELjwE )
Manners leans back, upping the pressure and has Lisa yelping in pain within a few seconds, most of the crowd cheering Lisa’s fate, if perhaps reflexively and without the unadulterated joy prior to hospital stay.
From the sidelines, Nurse Deborah encourages her former patient to surrender, making sure Lisa understands they’ll prescribe a painkiller soon after if she taps the canvas. The Dream shakes her head violently. She presses her palms to the canvas and walks her way toward the ropes, inching there between cries of pain.
With Lisa just short of escape and flopping to her back, the official again gets in The Dream’s face, asking if she wants to quit. Out of sight, Sierra snatches a wrist of her thesis and friend and tugs The Dream the rest of the way, quickly calling for a break after placing an arm under the bottom rope. The ref follows suit and a furious Manners unknots herself from her former patient at the count of ‘FOUR’.
“You’re not doing your hero any favors,” Manners assures. “If she’s put in the hospital with a broken leg, the Doc will get her back in a rubber room all the easier after the infirmary stay.”
Mist is about to jaw back but she sees Hurt poised and just around the corner ready to pounce. Pointing at Deborah, she backs away.
“Ladies,” Sierra says. “Don’t get disqualified. Your boss wouldn’t like that very much and she might put you two on ice instead.”
Hurt recedes to her corner. Kristin, having allowed a wincing Lisa to reach her feet, pushes the official away and collects The Dream by the noggin, tugging her away from the safety of the ropes.
But before Manners can continue the beatdown, Lisa throws her arms up and out from between Kristin’s grip, breaking loose. She lands a right cross to the nurse’s jaw that snaps Kristin’s head in the opposite direction. Manners responds in kind with a heavier blow from the violent twist of The Dream’s braincase. But it doesn’t stop Lisa from returning fire after which the Sister volleys back.
The FAWNatics quickly pick up on the tit-for-tat with a “NO” chant for each of Manners’ connections and “NO” as well for the Dream’s five-knuckle replies, each fighter apparently unworthy of getting the crowd’s support.
Losing the battle with Kristin’s more powerful blows, the returnee finally ducks a looping right from the nurse and drives a knee DEEP into the midriff of the unhealthy care professional. With Manners’ dark eyes bugging, Lisa sidles next to the nurse and reaches over her shoulder to secure a ¾ facelock. Like the old pro she is, The Dream snapmares Kristin to the deck, the Sister landing harshly on her backside.
The Big Apple native pounds a soccer kick into the base of Manners’ spine, Kristin’s bowing in pain. Lisa turns and hits the ropes behind her, using the few steps back to Manners to gather some steam, she flips over the Sister’s left shoulder, snatching her foe’s noggin while doing so. Lisa THUMPS Kristin’s face into the deck between the outstretched legs of the nurse, adding a neck snap to her first offense of the match.
Snap mare/Neck snap (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fhUibH6tgYg )
Lisa rolls to her feet to a smattering of applause from the few Dreamophiles. Though no trademark smirk from The Dream, there is a sign of relief in the realization she could put some offense together.
The Dream passes on a pin and instead skips over the splayed body of the naughty nursing staff. The white leather-clad legend hops to the middle rope while grabbing the top. Looking as smooth as ever, Lisa backflips from the springboard, launching into a Dreamysault. Her abdomen CRASHES cleanly across the open expanse of Manners’ tummy, the splash forcing a wide-eyed Kristin to jackknife around The Dream’s impact, a huge exhale escaping Kristin’s ruby lips.
Manners melts to horizontal, her shoulders flat to the mat with Lisa still riding. The referee drops next to the Ultimate Image and slaps the canvas for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Kristin kicks free of the lateral press, sending Lisa barrel rolling off her foe. Taking the escape in stride, Lisa flashes a quick glance at Sierra who offers nothing more than a clenched fist of support. Dream nods and turns back to Nurse Manners who, to her credit, is already rising.
Not waiting an instant, Lisa rushes to Kristin’s side and captures the dipped cranium of her foe in a side headlock, The Dream grinding the nurse’s temple into the upper portion of her hip.
“You should have finished me off, ma’am,” Lisa blurts.
Manners’ wriggling slows, the nurse perhaps confused with The Dream’s formality in addressing her. Maybe the wannabe PhD had effectively brainwashed Lisa into obedience and a set of faux principles, but The Dream’s former caretaker knows better than most the morally bankrupt, narcissistic egomaniac buried beneath.
Whether the psychological reformation is true or not, Dream’s talents in the ring continue to reemerge as the dark-haired vision races a few steps with the Sister in tow before dropping to her taut little tush. Lisa PLANTS Kristin’s features into the deck with a nasty bulldog, Manners’ noggin snapping back from the impact. The nurse slops to her back and Lisa scrambles atop her former ‘jailor’ for another pin, collecting the…
ONE…
TWO…
But no THREE as Kristin bridges out of trouble and plops to her side next to a kneeling Dream.
Sierra gives her friend a hearty round of applause, drawing a nod from the kneeling Lisa. The Dream tugs the rubber-legged Manners to her feet and pulls the lowered head of the nurse between her legs. Clamping down with a standing head scissors on the unhealthy care professional, a loud murmur runs through the crowd in the excitement of seeing the Bittersweet Symphony return to FAWN. But instead of reaching over the nurse and paddling Kristin’s backside, Lisa wraps her arms around the Sister’s midriff.
The Dream tries to launch Kristin in a flip up her body, presumably for a powerbomb. Never a powerhouse, the returning Lisa seems to have even less strength with which to attempt the maneuver, the Ultimate Image working her way back into match shape. The try fails, with Lisa getting Manners only a few inches off the ground.
After the third futile attempt, the nurse envelops Lisa’s ivory thighs with her arms and rather easily sends The Dream up and over with a back body drop. But showing her remaining agility, Lisa manages to land on her feet. Not hearing the appropriate crash of back to mat, the Sister turns to find the problem and Lisa STUFFS a toe kick deep into the naughty nurse’s gut.
Spinning on a dime, Dream reaches over her right shoulder, capturing Kristin’s head in a ¾ facelock, Lisa drops to the deck and NAILS Kristin with a Dreamy Cutter.
Dreamy Cutter (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ax6uqnewzSI ) @ 00:39
The authority of the impact sends Nurse Manners flopping to her back and into a glass-eyed spreadeagle. Sensing a victory in the making, the FAWNatics move to the edge of their seats and Nurse Hurt climbs to the apron, trying to grab the official’s attention as the ref slaps the mat for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Manners gets out from under with a last-second shove. She rolls to her chest as Natalie ends on her derriere. She slaps her hands together in a show of mild frustration, but with Sierra’s loud support, she quickly pushes to her feet. Mist turns to the crowd and begins rhythmically clapping but the FAWNatics aren’t having it, unwilling to presume the villainous Dream has turned over a new leaf.
If she deserves revenge on the Sisters of Mercy that was one thing, but supporting Lisa Dream seems ten bridges too far for the rumbling audience.
The Dream rises to her feet with a look of honest appreciation for her liberator and manager, flashing a ‘thumbs up’ sign at Mist. Sierra returns the show of solidarity but also points out the Manners is rising and the woman who made a legendary career across several organizations, turns her attention back to the nurse.
She meets her fellow brunette head on. It appears they’ll lock up in a collar-and-elbow, but Kristin changes course at the last second and drives a raised knee into the taut midriff of her foe, the force lifting Lisa’s boots off the canvas. Bug-eyed and mouth agape, The Dream’s pulled into a tight side headlock as the Sister seems to want to collect some more recovery time while in control.
Manners grinds Lisa’s head into her side and delivers some short right crosses to the crown of Dream’s head, sending a shimmy through the legs of the Ultimate Image. Twisting around her foe and shifting her grip to a wrist, the bigger grappler sends Lisa racing to the ropes. Kristin follows behind, looking for an immediate attack once Lisa rebounds toward her, but The Dream leaps into the middle cable and springboards sight unseen behind her.
Having anticipated perfectly, the back elbow CRASHES into the chin of the charging Manners, knocking her flat to the mat. To her credit, the nurse scrambles to her feet almost as quickly as the Dreamy One. When the two move toward each other, Lisa drives a toe kick into the flat tummy of the naughty nurse, doubling her foe over, Manners emitting a guttural groan.
With a golden opportunity presented, Lisa turns and races to the ropes behind her. U-turning out of the cables, Lisa sprints toward her target and delivers a Dream classic, rolling an overhand right over the back of the lowered braincase of Manners, destroying her with a patented Dreamsicle.
Dreamsicle (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tz6UOy7L21Q )
The crowd, despite their remaining disdain for the Dream, can’t contain a loud ‘WOAH’ as they watch a flattened Kristin spill to her back in a wide and motionless starfish. Lisa leaps atop the woman who’d delivered her to Orlando’s version of the nuthouse. Spreading in a lateral press, a spent Lisa wearily nods her head with the slaps of the mat for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
A perplexed Dream can’t understand why there’s no third strike and she turns her gaze to the ref who, in turn, points to Manners’ leg lying on the bottom rope. Nurse Deborah, directly outside, smirks at the frustrated Lisa and raises her hands high in innocence.
Sierra seems more concerned about her charge than Hurt’s interference and she addresses Lisa, supporting Dream’s self-control and ignoring the oversight of the official. Mist pumps her first in Lisa’s direction and a shout of “You got this” seems to refocus the returnee.
Kristin, having used the cables to pull up to her haunches, finds The Dream latching onto a wrist and shoulder to haul the nurse to her feet, but Manners uses a great equalizer, thrusting an uppercut forearm blast into Dream’s kitty. Lisa’s flawless features twist in agony as she rises to tiptoes, lower lip quivering. As Dream turns and waddles away as best she can, hands buried in her crotch, Mist finally unleashes on the arbiter, who only gives the naughty nurse a slap on the wrist as Manners climbs to her feet and tracks Lisa from behind.
Kristin has her prey in her sights and despite Mist’s attempts to warn Lisa, the supposed Sister of Mercy throws a vicious chop block into the pit of The Dream’s left knee, taking her foe down, Lisa genuflecting with a squeal. The unhealthy care provider pushes up from her knees and delivers a wicked spin kick to the back of The Dream’s cranium. The Ultimate Image pitches forward, landing on her face and chest, the returnee shuddering before falling still.
Manners stands over her dispatched patient, waving toward a worried Sierra. She grabs Lisa at the ankles and rolls The Dream to her back. She closes the legs of Lisa and the white leather covering them tight, but only to accentuate her Leg Splitter. The nurse drops to her knees, RIPPING Lisa’s lower limbs in opposite directions. The Dream squeals back to life, in agony as she rises to a seated position, hands clasped to either inner thigh, her groin muscles shredded.
Legsplitter (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xa1ly28YUMk ).
Lisa rolls on her back from side to side, then collapsing into a fetal ball. A delighted Manners passes on spreading The Dream flat to the canvas and going for the pin. Instead, she uses Lisa’s shoulder-length dark mane to pull the legend to a seated position. Nurse Kristin mounts Dream with a standing head scissors then crosses Lisa’s legs into a figure four. Using the extended left leg of Lisa to press against the folded right, Manners uses her knowledge of biology to break the despised prodigal daughter of FAWN.
Figure Four Stump Puller (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8wi-nfawD8 )
The Dream howls in pain but refuses to surrender despite the best efforts of the naughty nurse. Frustrated, Kristin throws the limb aside and circles the sobbing Lisa. She kicks the ropes in front of Sierra Mist, forcing the newly minted manager to flinch.
“You think she’s better off now than in the Psycho Suite?” Kristin asks. “After this is done, and we knock you out, she’s going back in, so get ready to say good-bye.”
Unwilling to quit, the Ultimate Image’s pushes to vertical and hobbles in a tight circle, trying to find her foe. She discovers all too much of Manners when Kristin wraps one arm over a shoulder and dips the other under the opposite leg. Manners secures her grip before launching The Dream high into the Orlando airspace, Lisa crashing to earth on her spine.
Capture Suplex (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3D3BOMGYps )
Lisa rolls to a seat, back arching in anguish before Kristin shoves her patient flat to the canvas, ready to claim the win before applying the straightjacket and putting the legend back in the looney bin.
The smaller Dream is demolished as Manners climbs aboard in a tight crossbody pin, Manners hooking the leg for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Somehow, perhaps knowing her career and life are on the line as much as a win, Lisa shoves a shoulder off the canvas with the ref’s hand a few inches off the deck.
In disbelief, Kristin hops to her feet and gets in the face of the official, refusing to believe her former patient survived. As the argument progresses, a few in the crowd start to clap and Sierra picks it up. The rhythm gets louder and The Dream responds. Manners turns and watches as the brunette struggles to her feet.
“You all love her now? Is that it?” the Sister asks. “You all deserve straightjackets. She’s a psycho.”
Though those clapping likely make up no more than a quarter of the crowd, the minority is a loud one, and becomes more plentiful after the nurse’s complaint, as it does when Nurse Deborah turns to the assembled and insists they must be silent on the ward.
Lisa, now on her feet, throws a right kick at Manners’ ribs to turn the tide and get the Dreamophiles behind her, but Manners snatches the weak effort and dragon screws The Dream to the canvas. The nurse mutes the crowd by lacing her leg around Lisa’s left, folding The Dream’s right across in a figure four and rolling the Ultimate Image to her chest, securing her Amputator.
Amputator (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gaD0v5o195Y )
Lisa screams in agony as Kristin ingeniously presses her sole into Lisa’s shin to increase the pressure. The official gets in Lisa’s face and asks if she wants to give in. Behind him, on the other side of the ropes, Sierra shouts at her charge to keep it together and save herself. Lisa digs her nails into the canvas and pulls the incredulous Manners with her to the ropes, wrapping a palm around the bottom and pleading for a break. She gets it after four more seconds of torture.
Mist reaches through the cables, stroking the tousled locks of The Dream.
“I didn’t want to resort to this,” she mumbles, mostly to herself, “but it’s time to show everyone how PERFECT you can be.”
The word seems a trigger, turning Lisa’s face from pain to rage. The Dream starts to push up when Manners sinks her nails into the scalp of the Ultimate Image. She violently tugs Lisa to her feet and turns the smaller brunette to face her.
“Let’s see how you recover from the Crash Cart,” Kristin growls. “Enjoy your last moments in FAWN because you’ll never come back this time.”
The Sister traps one of Lisa’s arms behind her and launches The Dream into a modified bearhug, ready to dispatch the legendary Lisa for good.
Crash Cart (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l3aLiMIpgD4 ).
But before, the nurse can secure the front facelock and drop to the canvas, the snarling Dream JABS a thumb into Manners’ left eye socket. Kristin drops Lisa like the lithe body of The Dream is scalding her. She turns, howling in anguish, rubbing at her eye. On the sidelines, Nurse Deborah is in a rage, screaming at the official. The man turns to alert Hurt he’d seen nothing. And while he makes his proclamation, Lisa viciously punts between the legs of a turned Kristin, the unhealthy care provider rising to tiptoes, jaw dropping. Manners’ hands burying between thighs.
A raging Lisa, nearly foaming at the mouth, grabs a shoulder and spins the nurse to face her. With the ref still diverted, Lisa passes on a toe kick to bend her foe, instead going low again with a punt to the privates, this time from the front. While Kristin’s hands provide a bit of cover, she groans piteously as she’s folded at the waist. Frozen, Kristin can manage nothing when Lisa pulls her foe’s head between her thighs and clamps down.
Standing head scissors in place, Lisa reaches forward and gives the nurse the wedgie of all wedgies, turning Manners’ red panties to a thong then blistering away with echoing slaps, the Bittersweet Symphony louder than ever, the crack of palm to reddening behind ringing through the arena. A furious Deborah climbs to the apron, trying to distract the rampaging Dream.
Her palms burning, Lisa lifts each hand to cool them with a blow from between her lips, taunting Hurt. Almost instantly, a stubborn Kristin’s arms wrap around the thighs of The Dream and she lifts Lisa up and over with a back body drop. But the flip finds Dream landing on her boot soles rather than her back. She leaps into a dropkick that catches Deborah flush on the chin and Hurt is sent sprawling.
The Dream kips to her feet, just in time to turn in unison with the naughty nurse. Lisa tears a set of nails across the dark peepers of the Sister. Kristin howls in pain, blinded to the world. The Ultimate Image slides shoulder to shoulder with the sightless Manners, headed in the same direction. The blonde wraps her right arm across the throat of her foe, curling it behind the nurse’s head, while dragging a loose left arm of Manners around the back of her neck.
Lisa kicks out her right leg and swings it back like a pendulum, POUNDING the crown of Kristin’s skull into the canvas, the cranium hitting home with the sound of a gunshot, Manners’ skull SPIKED into the deck with a Day Dreamer.
Day Dreamer (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mLJ89fhy0gU )
Kristin tumbles over, out cold before she spreads into the motionless starfish. Natalie pushes to all fours and crawls to her demolished foe, pressing her palms into the chest and navel of the nurse for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
At the bell, Lisa instantly moves to a straddle, landing a series of left-rights to the defenseless Kristin, battering her beyond senseless. The ref tries to pull her off but only an entering Sierra has the magic word to cause The Dream to relent.
Recovering the soft-stated decorum she’d shown through most of the match, Lisa hugs her liberator, apologizing in sobs to Mist for losing her cool, but a stroke of Lisa’s hair and pat of her head calms the inner demons and The Dream regains full control.
She walks to Kristin and offers a helpful hand up to the stirring Manners. Kristin rolls away shrieking at the ref to keep the lunatic away from her.
The crowd seems unsure which way to fall and they split the difference, some cheering, some booing, all in wonderment at how Lisa had snapped then recovered under the seeming command of the PhD-to-be.
As Nurse Deborah helps a limping disheveled Kristin up the aisle, shoulder to shoulder, dragging the empty straightjacket behind them, the air is filled with hope and concern over the new Dream.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GD3VsesSBsw )
On reflex, the jeers of the FAWNatics join the stirring introduction. But there is a bit of hesitancy involved with the assembled due to The Dream’s previous surprise return, Lisa having inserted herself in the 2017 Queens of the Ring tourney. There she’d been instrumental in helping fan favorites Leggs, Inc. to a comeback win over the Sisters of Mercy.
Anyone remotely aware of FAWN history knows the part the Sisters played in removing the Ultimate Image of Human Perfection from the organization, wrestling and the ‘sane world’ altogether as the nurses, per Dr. Blassenville’s involuntary commission order, spirited her to the Dangerously Psychotic wing of Orlando General.
Thus, while her return was a bolt from the blue, the women she’d brought battle to made all the sense in the world. Still, one had to wonder if, with revenge taken in small measure, The Dream might head to greener, more carefully controlled pastures, ones far less dangerous to inner and outer health. The music filling the arena tells a different story.
The fans wait with baited breath to make sure their moment in FAWN history is secured. And so it is when The Dream emerges simultaneous to a familiar burst of blazing white pyrotechnics. The slender brunette moves to center stage with the woman who’d accompanied her previously by her side, whispering in Lisa’s ear.
[LISA DREAM]
[SIERRA MIST]
Immediately noticeable is The Dream’s attire, glaringly white leather replacing Lisa’s iconic black cowskin. The skin-tight sheath is made up of her customary sleeveless vest, cut to give her pert bosom room to breathe, this version showing significantly more of her alabaster tummy. Her long, pants reach down to ivory boots, any Dreamophiles in the audience still frustrated at having the flawless, pale stems of the Personification of Perfection hidden from view. A series of leather ‘strings’ cobweb across her back to keep the vest in place, though they also leave a considerable portion of her ivory back in view.
Beside her, in jeans and t-shirt, covered partially in a white lab coat, is the bespectacled Sierra Mist, Lisa’s liberator from what some of the less hospitable fans are calling the looney bin. The Dream seems a bit startled at the hatred thrust upon her by most of the FAWNatics and Sierra gives her constant support, both verbal and physical, reaching an arm around the skittish Dream’s shoulders.
Mist covers Lisa like a protective cloak all the way to the ring, trying to make sure the prodigal daughter’s focus is on the squared circle. She follows the Ultimate (but strikingly different) Image up the ring steps, then sits on the middle rope, pushing the top up for easy entry for the legendary Lisa.
Dream halts and takes a long look around the unfriendly confines before sticking a leather-clad leg through then follows the cowskin-covered limb into the battleground. Sierra follows her in with microphone already in hand. When the two reach the middle and the music fades, Mist offers the stick to Lisa but The Dream demurely declines under cacophonous boos. That alone, draws down the volume of the hatred and when Sierra brings the microphone to her lips, they quiet further, if only out of curiosity.
“We ask not that you let a Dream into your heart, but that you keep an open mind. The woman you see before you was broken and has been reformed. She was lost and is now found. She only wants to be Your Dream now, in order to fulfil hers…and so…your next match…”
The crowd begins to roar as they realize Lisa rejoining the roster is here and now and whether they hated her or…hated her a little less, the show would be memorable in the extreme.
“…will be one fall with a 20-minute time limit. In the center of the ring…where she belongs… from New York, New York, standing 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighing in at 115 pounds, the Sweetest of Dreams…LISA!”
The beautiful, dark-haired Dream nods softly, seemingly embarrassed by the attention, good and mostly bad. She recedes silently to her corner, guided there by PhD-to-be, Sierra again comforting Lisa under the harangues of the Dreamophobes.
With their former patient in the ring, it’s not a surprise when Bon Jovi’s Bad Medicine billows over the crowd. With the ‘big hair music’ of the 80s pumping through the speakers, all attention turns to the stage above.
@ 00:35 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOUtsybozjg )
And there, FAWN’s resident naughty nurses enter, moving to the middle, snapping elbow-length latex gloves in place.
The brunettes, obviously from the sexiest hospital in all creation, stride down the aisle, arm in arm. The gorgeous grapplers, one with an extra large syringe in hand, the other with a straightjacket for you know who, show off their wares to jeers from the crowd.
[KRISTIN MANNERS]
[DEBORAH HURT]
To say the Sisters’ attire is eye-catching is an understatement. Both dark-haired beauties wear stylized, fetishized versions of a nurse’s uniform, namely white latex halters with short, short skirts, a flash of red occasionally seen from beneath, nylons fastened by garters leading to ankle boots. They both wear elbow-length gloves of the same ivory latex as their skirts and finish with white knee and elbow pads, both containing red crosses. The nurses also have surgical masks, though they hang around their necks, perhaps put in place for the nasty procedures at least one hopes to perform. The public address spits to life as the women sashay toward the ring.
“And her opponent…from Parts and Surgical Suites unknown…accompanied to the ring by Nurse Deborah…standing five feet six inches tall and weighing in at 127 pounds, Sister of Mercy…Kristin Manners!"
Both medical professionals ignore the boos and the reaching hands of the fans as they make their way to the ring. The FAWNatics jeer at the nurses but not wholeheartedly, perhaps hoping they’ll drag the Lisa they’ve known back to her padded cell by night’s end.
Some in the front row cough loudly in hopes they’ll be checked by the raucous RNs, but there’s no such luck as each strides up the steps, the women dipping in together. The Sisters keep oddly disturbing smiles in place, their “bedside manner” altogether eerie yet seductive.
After placing the syringe and straightjacket neatly in place by the ring post of Kristin’s corner, the nurses move to the middle with Manners lifting a microphone.
“Doctor Blassenville has given us permission, in absentia, to return Miss Dream to her proper residence, both for her own safety and everyone’s in this arena.”
The words draw more than a smattering of applause and a look of distinct concern on Lisa’s face. The Dream seems ready to bolt, but Sierra places a hand on her patient’s shoulder as Kristin continues, turning in the direction of The Dream.
“Dear Lisa. You have no idea what’s best for you, nor what is wrong or right. I promise to take good care of you tonight and to instruct you properly with this information. Of course, afterward, you will be going home so you continue your therapy that was so inappropriately interrupted.”
Nurse Manners hands the microphone to the official who brings it to an attendant. Meanwhile, the nurses move to the unoccupied corner opposite the slender, perhaps even fragile brunette, Deborah stepping through and dropping to the floor, Kristin settling into an expectant crouch for the sound of the bell.
After some final words of encouragement, Lisa circles out of the corner, back in FAWN competition for the first time in 21 months when Jenny Jacobs, seemingly unwittingly, helped Dr. Blassenville make her fateful decision, with the Sisters carrying it out.
There’s more trepidation in the eyes of The Dream than anger as the wrestlers slowly tighten their orbits until they lock together in a collar-and-elbow. Though put through a strenuous regimen since her escape, Dream remains under her previous fighting weight by at least five pounds and that means giving up at least fifteen to Kristin. It shows as Manners bullies her through a couple do-si-do’s and throws The Dream into the Sisters’ corner, Lisa’s back hitting the buckles with a thud.
The returnee feels Deborah grasping at her ankles and skips out of reach. She turns to Hurt to give her a verbal ‘what for’ but sees Deborah holding a straightjacket to her chest, waving with one of the sleeves, wide grin in place. Lisa swallows hard and puts her attention back on Manners, but a bit too late.
Kristin, skulking forward, lifts a knee DEEP into Lisa’s ivory tummy, folding her over, Dream bugeyed and gasping.
“Good to be back?” the unhealthy caregiver growls as she grabs a wrist and sends Lisa sprinting across the canvas at a breakneck pace.. The Dream rebounds off the far cables and heads toward a charging Kristin. The Sister lowers a shoulder and lowers the boom with a block that takes Lisa off her feet, THUMPING her to the canvas.
The nurse heads for the ropes to Lisa’s right and rebounds out of the strands, The Dream rolls toward her, forcing Manners to skip over the top and head toward her next set of cables. Rocking the white leather, Lisa hops to her feet and lowers a shoulder to take on Kristin as she barrels out of her u-turn. Meeting in the middle, the bigger brunette drops Lisa like a bad habit. The Dream winces as she stares up into the eyes of the nurse.
Manners, deciding there’s no need to show her power superiority a third time, decides to demonstrate her advantage in wrestling prowess over her former patient. Snatching her foe’s left ankle, she begins to spin around the raised leg of The Dream, clearly planning on testing the legend’s willpower since being salvaged from the asylum with a figure-four leglock.
But before Manners can lock it down, Lisa presses the boot sole of her right foot into the red panties of her jailor and sends her foe stumbling across the canvas with a shove. The Dream scrambles to her feet, drawing a smattering of applause from the isolated Dreamophiles in the audience.
Falling back into the ropes near her corner, Lisa listens attentively to the advice of her advocate as the Sister advances. The Dream nods and pushes from her position, forcing Manners to chase as she rotates around the confines.
“Time to take your medicine,” Kristin informs. “Be a good girl and come to me.”
Surprisingly, Lisa does just that, swooping low, trying to scoop up a leg and take the nurse to the mat, Sierra apparently telling The Dream to keep it simple. But Manners shows she has some quicks, scooting away from the effort and swinging a spinning kick around that clips Lisa on the temple as she starts to rise back to vertical.
The Dream stumbles through fencepost holes as she spins away and a split second later is forced to genuflect as Kristin dives into a chop block to the pit of Lisa’s left knee. The Dream howls in pain, grasping at her joint, flawless face twisted in pain.
“It isn’t as easy when we know you’re out of your friendly confines,” Manners announces.
She sinks her nails into Lisa’s shoulder-length, dark mop and tugs the yipping Dream to her feet. The nurse grabs her foe’s left leg, folding Lisa’s calf to thigh, and lifts the slender New Yorker high, only to drop her leg across the plank of a thigh, the shinbreaker sending Lisa hopping away in anguish.
Shinbreaker (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3bZFSbYBcU )
Lisa tumbles to her back with Kristin still in possession of the left stem and she quickly makes good on her previous attempt to secure a figure-four. Providing her unique brand of ‘therapy’, Nurse Kristin, spins around the lower limb and collects the opposite number, folding the left over the extended right then sitting down and locking the maneuver with her free leg.
Figure Four Leglock (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWYWBoELjwE )
Manners leans back, upping the pressure and has Lisa yelping in pain within a few seconds, most of the crowd cheering Lisa’s fate, if perhaps reflexively and without the unadulterated joy prior to hospital stay.
From the sidelines, Nurse Deborah encourages her former patient to surrender, making sure Lisa understands they’ll prescribe a painkiller soon after if she taps the canvas. The Dream shakes her head violently. She presses her palms to the canvas and walks her way toward the ropes, inching there between cries of pain.
With Lisa just short of escape and flopping to her back, the official again gets in The Dream’s face, asking if she wants to quit. Out of sight, Sierra snatches a wrist of her thesis and friend and tugs The Dream the rest of the way, quickly calling for a break after placing an arm under the bottom rope. The ref follows suit and a furious Manners unknots herself from her former patient at the count of ‘FOUR’.
“You’re not doing your hero any favors,” Manners assures. “If she’s put in the hospital with a broken leg, the Doc will get her back in a rubber room all the easier after the infirmary stay.”
Mist is about to jaw back but she sees Hurt poised and just around the corner ready to pounce. Pointing at Deborah, she backs away.
“Ladies,” Sierra says. “Don’t get disqualified. Your boss wouldn’t like that very much and she might put you two on ice instead.”
Hurt recedes to her corner. Kristin, having allowed a wincing Lisa to reach her feet, pushes the official away and collects The Dream by the noggin, tugging her away from the safety of the ropes.
But before Manners can continue the beatdown, Lisa throws her arms up and out from between Kristin’s grip, breaking loose. She lands a right cross to the nurse’s jaw that snaps Kristin’s head in the opposite direction. Manners responds in kind with a heavier blow from the violent twist of The Dream’s braincase. But it doesn’t stop Lisa from returning fire after which the Sister volleys back.
The FAWNatics quickly pick up on the tit-for-tat with a “NO” chant for each of Manners’ connections and “NO” as well for the Dream’s five-knuckle replies, each fighter apparently unworthy of getting the crowd’s support.
Losing the battle with Kristin’s more powerful blows, the returnee finally ducks a looping right from the nurse and drives a knee DEEP into the midriff of the unhealthy care professional. With Manners’ dark eyes bugging, Lisa sidles next to the nurse and reaches over her shoulder to secure a ¾ facelock. Like the old pro she is, The Dream snapmares Kristin to the deck, the Sister landing harshly on her backside.
The Big Apple native pounds a soccer kick into the base of Manners’ spine, Kristin’s bowing in pain. Lisa turns and hits the ropes behind her, using the few steps back to Manners to gather some steam, she flips over the Sister’s left shoulder, snatching her foe’s noggin while doing so. Lisa THUMPS Kristin’s face into the deck between the outstretched legs of the nurse, adding a neck snap to her first offense of the match.
Snap mare/Neck snap (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fhUibH6tgYg )
Lisa rolls to her feet to a smattering of applause from the few Dreamophiles. Though no trademark smirk from The Dream, there is a sign of relief in the realization she could put some offense together.
The Dream passes on a pin and instead skips over the splayed body of the naughty nursing staff. The white leather-clad legend hops to the middle rope while grabbing the top. Looking as smooth as ever, Lisa backflips from the springboard, launching into a Dreamysault. Her abdomen CRASHES cleanly across the open expanse of Manners’ tummy, the splash forcing a wide-eyed Kristin to jackknife around The Dream’s impact, a huge exhale escaping Kristin’s ruby lips.
Manners melts to horizontal, her shoulders flat to the mat with Lisa still riding. The referee drops next to the Ultimate Image and slaps the canvas for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Kristin kicks free of the lateral press, sending Lisa barrel rolling off her foe. Taking the escape in stride, Lisa flashes a quick glance at Sierra who offers nothing more than a clenched fist of support. Dream nods and turns back to Nurse Manners who, to her credit, is already rising.
Not waiting an instant, Lisa rushes to Kristin’s side and captures the dipped cranium of her foe in a side headlock, The Dream grinding the nurse’s temple into the upper portion of her hip.
“You should have finished me off, ma’am,” Lisa blurts.
Manners’ wriggling slows, the nurse perhaps confused with The Dream’s formality in addressing her. Maybe the wannabe PhD had effectively brainwashed Lisa into obedience and a set of faux principles, but The Dream’s former caretaker knows better than most the morally bankrupt, narcissistic egomaniac buried beneath.
Whether the psychological reformation is true or not, Dream’s talents in the ring continue to reemerge as the dark-haired vision races a few steps with the Sister in tow before dropping to her taut little tush. Lisa PLANTS Kristin’s features into the deck with a nasty bulldog, Manners’ noggin snapping back from the impact. The nurse slops to her back and Lisa scrambles atop her former ‘jailor’ for another pin, collecting the…
ONE…
TWO…
But no THREE as Kristin bridges out of trouble and plops to her side next to a kneeling Dream.
Sierra gives her friend a hearty round of applause, drawing a nod from the kneeling Lisa. The Dream tugs the rubber-legged Manners to her feet and pulls the lowered head of the nurse between her legs. Clamping down with a standing head scissors on the unhealthy care professional, a loud murmur runs through the crowd in the excitement of seeing the Bittersweet Symphony return to FAWN. But instead of reaching over the nurse and paddling Kristin’s backside, Lisa wraps her arms around the Sister’s midriff.
The Dream tries to launch Kristin in a flip up her body, presumably for a powerbomb. Never a powerhouse, the returning Lisa seems to have even less strength with which to attempt the maneuver, the Ultimate Image working her way back into match shape. The try fails, with Lisa getting Manners only a few inches off the ground.
After the third futile attempt, the nurse envelops Lisa’s ivory thighs with her arms and rather easily sends The Dream up and over with a back body drop. But showing her remaining agility, Lisa manages to land on her feet. Not hearing the appropriate crash of back to mat, the Sister turns to find the problem and Lisa STUFFS a toe kick deep into the naughty nurse’s gut.
Spinning on a dime, Dream reaches over her right shoulder, capturing Kristin’s head in a ¾ facelock, Lisa drops to the deck and NAILS Kristin with a Dreamy Cutter.
Dreamy Cutter (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ax6uqnewzSI ) @ 00:39
The authority of the impact sends Nurse Manners flopping to her back and into a glass-eyed spreadeagle. Sensing a victory in the making, the FAWNatics move to the edge of their seats and Nurse Hurt climbs to the apron, trying to grab the official’s attention as the ref slaps the mat for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Manners gets out from under with a last-second shove. She rolls to her chest as Natalie ends on her derriere. She slaps her hands together in a show of mild frustration, but with Sierra’s loud support, she quickly pushes to her feet. Mist turns to the crowd and begins rhythmically clapping but the FAWNatics aren’t having it, unwilling to presume the villainous Dream has turned over a new leaf.
If she deserves revenge on the Sisters of Mercy that was one thing, but supporting Lisa Dream seems ten bridges too far for the rumbling audience.
The Dream rises to her feet with a look of honest appreciation for her liberator and manager, flashing a ‘thumbs up’ sign at Mist. Sierra returns the show of solidarity but also points out the Manners is rising and the woman who made a legendary career across several organizations, turns her attention back to the nurse.
She meets her fellow brunette head on. It appears they’ll lock up in a collar-and-elbow, but Kristin changes course at the last second and drives a raised knee into the taut midriff of her foe, the force lifting Lisa’s boots off the canvas. Bug-eyed and mouth agape, The Dream’s pulled into a tight side headlock as the Sister seems to want to collect some more recovery time while in control.
Manners grinds Lisa’s head into her side and delivers some short right crosses to the crown of Dream’s head, sending a shimmy through the legs of the Ultimate Image. Twisting around her foe and shifting her grip to a wrist, the bigger grappler sends Lisa racing to the ropes. Kristin follows behind, looking for an immediate attack once Lisa rebounds toward her, but The Dream leaps into the middle cable and springboards sight unseen behind her.
Having anticipated perfectly, the back elbow CRASHES into the chin of the charging Manners, knocking her flat to the mat. To her credit, the nurse scrambles to her feet almost as quickly as the Dreamy One. When the two move toward each other, Lisa drives a toe kick into the flat tummy of the naughty nurse, doubling her foe over, Manners emitting a guttural groan.
With a golden opportunity presented, Lisa turns and races to the ropes behind her. U-turning out of the cables, Lisa sprints toward her target and delivers a Dream classic, rolling an overhand right over the back of the lowered braincase of Manners, destroying her with a patented Dreamsicle.
Dreamsicle (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tz6UOy7L21Q )
The crowd, despite their remaining disdain for the Dream, can’t contain a loud ‘WOAH’ as they watch a flattened Kristin spill to her back in a wide and motionless starfish. Lisa leaps atop the woman who’d delivered her to Orlando’s version of the nuthouse. Spreading in a lateral press, a spent Lisa wearily nods her head with the slaps of the mat for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
A perplexed Dream can’t understand why there’s no third strike and she turns her gaze to the ref who, in turn, points to Manners’ leg lying on the bottom rope. Nurse Deborah, directly outside, smirks at the frustrated Lisa and raises her hands high in innocence.
Sierra seems more concerned about her charge than Hurt’s interference and she addresses Lisa, supporting Dream’s self-control and ignoring the oversight of the official. Mist pumps her first in Lisa’s direction and a shout of “You got this” seems to refocus the returnee.
Kristin, having used the cables to pull up to her haunches, finds The Dream latching onto a wrist and shoulder to haul the nurse to her feet, but Manners uses a great equalizer, thrusting an uppercut forearm blast into Dream’s kitty. Lisa’s flawless features twist in agony as she rises to tiptoes, lower lip quivering. As Dream turns and waddles away as best she can, hands buried in her crotch, Mist finally unleashes on the arbiter, who only gives the naughty nurse a slap on the wrist as Manners climbs to her feet and tracks Lisa from behind.
Kristin has her prey in her sights and despite Mist’s attempts to warn Lisa, the supposed Sister of Mercy throws a vicious chop block into the pit of The Dream’s left knee, taking her foe down, Lisa genuflecting with a squeal. The unhealthy care provider pushes up from her knees and delivers a wicked spin kick to the back of The Dream’s cranium. The Ultimate Image pitches forward, landing on her face and chest, the returnee shuddering before falling still.
Manners stands over her dispatched patient, waving toward a worried Sierra. She grabs Lisa at the ankles and rolls The Dream to her back. She closes the legs of Lisa and the white leather covering them tight, but only to accentuate her Leg Splitter. The nurse drops to her knees, RIPPING Lisa’s lower limbs in opposite directions. The Dream squeals back to life, in agony as she rises to a seated position, hands clasped to either inner thigh, her groin muscles shredded.
Legsplitter (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xa1ly28YUMk ).
Lisa rolls on her back from side to side, then collapsing into a fetal ball. A delighted Manners passes on spreading The Dream flat to the canvas and going for the pin. Instead, she uses Lisa’s shoulder-length dark mane to pull the legend to a seated position. Nurse Kristin mounts Dream with a standing head scissors then crosses Lisa’s legs into a figure four. Using the extended left leg of Lisa to press against the folded right, Manners uses her knowledge of biology to break the despised prodigal daughter of FAWN.
Figure Four Stump Puller (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8wi-nfawD8 )
The Dream howls in pain but refuses to surrender despite the best efforts of the naughty nurse. Frustrated, Kristin throws the limb aside and circles the sobbing Lisa. She kicks the ropes in front of Sierra Mist, forcing the newly minted manager to flinch.
“You think she’s better off now than in the Psycho Suite?” Kristin asks. “After this is done, and we knock you out, she’s going back in, so get ready to say good-bye.”
Unwilling to quit, the Ultimate Image’s pushes to vertical and hobbles in a tight circle, trying to find her foe. She discovers all too much of Manners when Kristin wraps one arm over a shoulder and dips the other under the opposite leg. Manners secures her grip before launching The Dream high into the Orlando airspace, Lisa crashing to earth on her spine.
Capture Suplex (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3D3BOMGYps )
Lisa rolls to a seat, back arching in anguish before Kristin shoves her patient flat to the canvas, ready to claim the win before applying the straightjacket and putting the legend back in the looney bin.
The smaller Dream is demolished as Manners climbs aboard in a tight crossbody pin, Manners hooking the leg for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Somehow, perhaps knowing her career and life are on the line as much as a win, Lisa shoves a shoulder off the canvas with the ref’s hand a few inches off the deck.
In disbelief, Kristin hops to her feet and gets in the face of the official, refusing to believe her former patient survived. As the argument progresses, a few in the crowd start to clap and Sierra picks it up. The rhythm gets louder and The Dream responds. Manners turns and watches as the brunette struggles to her feet.
“You all love her now? Is that it?” the Sister asks. “You all deserve straightjackets. She’s a psycho.”
Though those clapping likely make up no more than a quarter of the crowd, the minority is a loud one, and becomes more plentiful after the nurse’s complaint, as it does when Nurse Deborah turns to the assembled and insists they must be silent on the ward.
Lisa, now on her feet, throws a right kick at Manners’ ribs to turn the tide and get the Dreamophiles behind her, but Manners snatches the weak effort and dragon screws The Dream to the canvas. The nurse mutes the crowd by lacing her leg around Lisa’s left, folding The Dream’s right across in a figure four and rolling the Ultimate Image to her chest, securing her Amputator.
Amputator (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gaD0v5o195Y )
Lisa screams in agony as Kristin ingeniously presses her sole into Lisa’s shin to increase the pressure. The official gets in Lisa’s face and asks if she wants to give in. Behind him, on the other side of the ropes, Sierra shouts at her charge to keep it together and save herself. Lisa digs her nails into the canvas and pulls the incredulous Manners with her to the ropes, wrapping a palm around the bottom and pleading for a break. She gets it after four more seconds of torture.
Mist reaches through the cables, stroking the tousled locks of The Dream.
“I didn’t want to resort to this,” she mumbles, mostly to herself, “but it’s time to show everyone how PERFECT you can be.”
The word seems a trigger, turning Lisa’s face from pain to rage. The Dream starts to push up when Manners sinks her nails into the scalp of the Ultimate Image. She violently tugs Lisa to her feet and turns the smaller brunette to face her.
“Let’s see how you recover from the Crash Cart,” Kristin growls. “Enjoy your last moments in FAWN because you’ll never come back this time.”
The Sister traps one of Lisa’s arms behind her and launches The Dream into a modified bearhug, ready to dispatch the legendary Lisa for good.
Crash Cart (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l3aLiMIpgD4 ).
But before, the nurse can secure the front facelock and drop to the canvas, the snarling Dream JABS a thumb into Manners’ left eye socket. Kristin drops Lisa like the lithe body of The Dream is scalding her. She turns, howling in anguish, rubbing at her eye. On the sidelines, Nurse Deborah is in a rage, screaming at the official. The man turns to alert Hurt he’d seen nothing. And while he makes his proclamation, Lisa viciously punts between the legs of a turned Kristin, the unhealthy care provider rising to tiptoes, jaw dropping. Manners’ hands burying between thighs.
A raging Lisa, nearly foaming at the mouth, grabs a shoulder and spins the nurse to face her. With the ref still diverted, Lisa passes on a toe kick to bend her foe, instead going low again with a punt to the privates, this time from the front. While Kristin’s hands provide a bit of cover, she groans piteously as she’s folded at the waist. Frozen, Kristin can manage nothing when Lisa pulls her foe’s head between her thighs and clamps down.
Standing head scissors in place, Lisa reaches forward and gives the nurse the wedgie of all wedgies, turning Manners’ red panties to a thong then blistering away with echoing slaps, the Bittersweet Symphony louder than ever, the crack of palm to reddening behind ringing through the arena. A furious Deborah climbs to the apron, trying to distract the rampaging Dream.
Her palms burning, Lisa lifts each hand to cool them with a blow from between her lips, taunting Hurt. Almost instantly, a stubborn Kristin’s arms wrap around the thighs of The Dream and she lifts Lisa up and over with a back body drop. But the flip finds Dream landing on her boot soles rather than her back. She leaps into a dropkick that catches Deborah flush on the chin and Hurt is sent sprawling.
The Dream kips to her feet, just in time to turn in unison with the naughty nurse. Lisa tears a set of nails across the dark peepers of the Sister. Kristin howls in pain, blinded to the world. The Ultimate Image slides shoulder to shoulder with the sightless Manners, headed in the same direction. The blonde wraps her right arm across the throat of her foe, curling it behind the nurse’s head, while dragging a loose left arm of Manners around the back of her neck.
Lisa kicks out her right leg and swings it back like a pendulum, POUNDING the crown of Kristin’s skull into the canvas, the cranium hitting home with the sound of a gunshot, Manners’ skull SPIKED into the deck with a Day Dreamer.
Day Dreamer (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mLJ89fhy0gU )
Kristin tumbles over, out cold before she spreads into the motionless starfish. Natalie pushes to all fours and crawls to her demolished foe, pressing her palms into the chest and navel of the nurse for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
At the bell, Lisa instantly moves to a straddle, landing a series of left-rights to the defenseless Kristin, battering her beyond senseless. The ref tries to pull her off but only an entering Sierra has the magic word to cause The Dream to relent.
Recovering the soft-stated decorum she’d shown through most of the match, Lisa hugs her liberator, apologizing in sobs to Mist for losing her cool, but a stroke of Lisa’s hair and pat of her head calms the inner demons and The Dream regains full control.
She walks to Kristin and offers a helpful hand up to the stirring Manners. Kristin rolls away shrieking at the ref to keep the lunatic away from her.
The crowd seems unsure which way to fall and they split the difference, some cheering, some booing, all in wonderment at how Lisa had snapped then recovered under the seeming command of the PhD-to-be.
As Nurse Deborah helps a limping disheveled Kristin up the aisle, shoulder to shoulder, dragging the empty straightjacket behind them, the air is filled with hope and concern over the new Dream.