Post by dsb on Nov 11, 2018 21:56:00 GMT
The Announcer was standing in the middle of the ring when the AHE broadcast returned to the Madhouse’s basement arena. All was as it was when the viewers left it, save for one obvious change -- someone had removed the ropes, leaving nothing but four corner posts and a rather precipitous drop to the blue mats at ringside. Sensing the audience’s questions, the Announcer raised his mic and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for a twenty minute time limit and will be contested under ‘Edge of Despair’ rules! Pins, submissions and knock outs apply as usual, but as you can see the ropes have been removed, meaning it is up to the participants to stop themselves from hurtling over the edge to the floor! Understood? Excellent! With that said, allow me to introduce our first competitor. Being accompanied to the ring by Amanda Jane Giardi, She hails from Blue Bay, Florida, stands at five feet three inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and seventeen pounds. She is the Slappin’ Sensation, ladies and gentlemen I give you MACY RENQUIST!”
MACY RENQUIST:
Cheers rose up alongside the opening to Cage the Elephant’s ‘Mess Around’ as those gathered for the wicked delights of All Hallows Evil leapt to their feet for a glance at the Beach Blaster. Macy obliged them shortly thereafter, brushing through the curtain a half step behind her trainer and mentor. Armored in a season appropriate black & orange varsity jacket and sporting an oversized pair of pink headphones, Renquist pulled aside half of the latter so ‘Manda J could offer some last minute advice. The blonde answered with a murmur and a nod, then slipped her headgear back into place and strode down the ramp with Giardi trailing several steps behind. Unfazed as always, the slender blonde ingénue bobbed her head to the beat and returned the high-fives extended in her direction but her eyes were otherwise trained on the unique configuration of the squared circle.
Heading for the stairs once she cleared the aisle, Macy made quick time onto the apron and through the ropes. She claimed the center of the ring in short order and expanded her fan base exponentially when she doffed the jacket to show off a strappy black two piece with orange trim and orange accents. Her knee and elbow pads were an identical black, while the ankle wraps she wore in place of boots were jack-o-lantern orange. Revealed to be almost solid muscle and sinew once shod of her varsity jacket, Renquist scanned the crowd one more time before she headed to the far corner where she hung up the jacket for safe keeping. The headphones came next, Macy hooking them around the post so they rested atop her jacket. Duly satisfied, she turned her attention to Merle and offered him an arched eyebrow after he’d checked her pads and wraps. “So on a scale of one to ten, just how sweaty IS this chick?” she asked mildly. “Probably a twelve.” the ref deadpanned. Renquist nodded. “Ok, guess I’m gonna have to wipe her dry on the mat.”
Once Macy’s music died down the official resumed his duties. “And introducing her opponent, hailing from Singapore, she stands at five feet four inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and eighteen pounds, she is ESTRINA STARFIRE!”
ESTRINA STARFIRE:
The Celestial Stunner emerged from the walkway at the far end of the Madhouse basement as her music blasted through the dimly lit space. Though it lacked the sweeping views of the FAWN Arena, the intimate setting gave Starfire plenty of opportunity to interact and hype the fans as she toured around the ringside to slap the extended hands of those assembled, Estrina apparently not giving a hoot about her waiting opponent in the ring.
For tonight‘s battle Estrina went with her usual deep V-neck one piece that extended all the way down to her navel. But in the spirit of Halloween, she’d specially added a bunny tail and wore bunny ears out as a fan service to the crowd. Her attire was completed with white boots and red pads on her elbows and knees.
After completing her tour, Estrina tossed her headband into the crowd and slowly shifted her attention to her opponent for the night, keeping their gaze locked on each other as she marched up the ring steps and walked into the ropeless ring to her corner.
Smiling as she warmed herself up with a few neck, shoulders and ankle rotations. She beamed across the ring and asked Macy, “You ready to sweat?”
Macy simply shrugged and offered a faint smile by way of response. Suitably pumped, Estrina slid the straps of her outfit between thumb and forefinger as she waited for the bell.
Macy came out of her corner at the sound of the bell, the slim blonde ingénue clearly keen to set up shop near the center of the ring in case Starfire launched one of her notoriously quick starts. But Estrina didn’t charge, she headed left away from the buckles to stroll along the edge of the apron, presumably to get a better feel for their modified battleground. Seemingly satisfied, the Celestial Stunner turned her attention to Renquist, who waited with both hands raised to shoulder level. Starfire adopted a similar stance as she closed on her opposition. “You ready for this?” she asked.
Macy shrugged, a response that could’ve been confidence, indifference, uncertainty or a little of all three. “Never had ropes to box me in when I was slapping girls to sleep on the beach. Now we’re just a little higher up, that’s all.”
Estrina continued to advance, the brunette occasionally flicking a hand in Renquist’s direction to probe her defenses. “I wonder if you’ll sound so sure after I’ve dumped you to the floor a few times.”
The Slappin’ Sensation rebuked each of Starfire’s efforts with neat little swats, then answered with her own which were denied in nearly identical fashion. “You’ll have to get close enough to lock-up if you wanna send me out of this ring, baby.” Macy explained. “And if you’re that close I can slap the taste out of your--”
Estrina came in fast, catching the other lightweight in a snug Collar & Elbow Tie-Up. Quick to shift a hand from Renquist’s shoulder to her chin, Starfire pushed back on her foe’s head to force Macy back toward the unprotected dro-- Renquist snatched the brunette’s encroaching wrist, spun out of the clench and forced that hand between Starfire’s shoulders in a tight Hammerlock. Doubling down on the wrist-grip to keep the eastern import under control, Renquist marched the both of them to within a few inches of the apron. Once there she halved her grip and made a show of mussing her opponent’s hair before backpedaling to the middle of the ring.
“Could’a shoved you off just now, Lite Brite.” Macy teased. “Just like I could’ve slapped ya upside the head. Keep that in mind the next time you think about running your mouth!”
Estrina nodded (more to herself than the blonde) smoothed her hair back and made a beeline for Renquist. Their second Tie-Up was markedly more aggressive than the first, each grappler pushing and shoving at the other’s jaw to gain some semblance of control. But control remained elusive until Macy slipped her head free of Estrina’s mitt and drew her in to a tight, grinding Side Headlock. “Keep her close, Macy.” Amanda Jane clapped the apron in support of her student. “Don’t let her slip away!”
Quite pleased with her S-grip, Macy pulled the Headlock a little tighter while thrusting the point of her left hip into the Singaporean’s tummy. “She’s not going anywhere, teach!” the blonde promised. “Especially not like this!” Renquist repeated her hip checking technique, only now she jerked Starfire forward, hauling her off her feet to bring her to the mat with beautifully simple Headlock Takedown. “Word around the locker room is you’re a hard one to keep pinned down.” Macy noted as she continued to squeeze Estrina’s noggin in the triangle created by forearm, bicep and breast. “Well you go ahead and sweat all you want, baby. It’ll just make for more impressive slo-mo shots when I’m slapping you into next WHOAH!”
Starfire cinched her arms around Renquist’s midsection and rolled hard right to stack the blonde on her shoulders in an impromptu Cradle! Bridging up on her toes, Estrina held her rival in place for a quick…
ONE…
TWO…
Macy popped her hips to roll the ladies back to start and this time she craaaaaaaaaaaaaaanked back on the Headlock hard enough to make Starfire’s feet flutter and flail against the canvas. “Oh, I get it. You’re slippery even when you’re not sweating. Thanks for the tip.” Renquist muttered. “Try and more cheap shyt like that and I’ll eeerrrrgggghhhh!”
Not about to let the Beach Blaster impose her will without enduring a heavy toll, Estrina got her left hand under Renquist’s chin and forced her head back at a rather taxing angle. “Sweat’s not going to make any difference tonight, honey.” she grunted. “Not when I’m so much better than yoMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHH!”
Macy cranked the Headlock a little more and pivoted just enough to wedge the brunette’s mouth and nose against the side swell of her breast. “Could you repeat that, please?” Renquist asked in a voice dripping with insincerity. “You got a bit muffled at the end. Almost like you were speaking through a mouthful of booGGGGRRRRHHHHH!”
Estrina crunched up, hooked her right leg over the blonde’s chin and crossed her ankles to break the Headlock with an equally snug Headscissors. “I said I’m so much better than you!” now it was Starfire doing some teasing as she squeeeeezed the blonde’s skull between her thighs. “Not that I won’t enjoy watching you get flop sweat all over the canvas!” She flattened one hand into a paddle and swatted Renquist’s tummy once, twice, three times.
Macy snarled, tried to catch the brunette’s wrist but Estrina drew away. Grunting, she braced her hands against Starfire’s right thigh and planted both feet flat against the mat. Just like that she pushed up in a high, gorgeous bridge that might’ve gotten her out of trouble if Starfire hadn’t THUMPED a single hard hammer punch into her navel. “Aren’t you supposed to have the hardest slaps in FAWN?” the Celestial Stunner chided her pink-faced rival. “From what I’ve seen you don’t slap any different than my other opponents. Sure does make a cute sound on your belly though!” She tagged Renquist’s midriff with a few more shots, earning a fresh round of squirming irritation from the blonde.
“You’re gonna regret not putting more power behind those later on, sweetness.” Macy snapped. “I make my slaps count, as you’ll find out sooner than EEERRRRHHHHH!”
Starfire snatched a big handful of blonde locks and gave it a sharp yank, payback for the snide little jugging she’d so recently endured. Merle noted the infraction a heartbeat after Amanda Jane, meaning it wasn’t long before Renquist had her hair back and Estrina was right back to pouring it on with the Headscissors. “Give up if you can’t get out!” Starfire demanded. “There’s no shame in admitting you were beaten by a better HEY!”
Macy twisted from her back to her hands and knees, a shift that forced the crown of her skull against the mat, but also afforded her much more leverage. Estrina understood as much and bore down accordingly, yet it wasn’t enough to stop the Slappin’ Sensation from pushing herself into an effortless looking handstand. From there she drew her knees down and thrust her legs back to slip free of the Scissors of the Scissors neat as you please. She touched down on the canvas directly in front of her opponent only to leave it once more for a Dropkick aimed directly at Starfire’s mou-NO!
Estrina stretched out flat to avoid the blow, then kipped to boot-leather just as Renquist bounced to verticality. Pleased by the exchange of holds thus far, the Madhouse Dwellers offered the wrestlers a round of applause as they resumed circling.
“You think you’re pretty good, do you?” Estrina asked. “Lets see if you’re good enough to back up that big talk.” The Singaporean Sensation stopped moving and raised a hand to the rafters, daring the blonde to meet her in a Test of Strength.
Macy answered with a hard smile. “Big mistake, sweaty. No way I’m letting you go a second time.” With that she brought a hand up, slapped it against Starfire’s palm and began to squeeze.
“HHHHHHGNNNHHHH!” The ladies grunted as they brought their arms to shoulder level, their toned muscles appearing and trembling from the intense power struggle. For what seemed like an hour, there appeared to be no clear winner from the Test of Strength up until Macy was able to get a foot past Estrina, allowing the Beach Blaster to power Estrina into the canvas with a greater leverage of her core. As relentless as she has always been, Starfire bridged her body with the top of her head on the canvas, choosing to fight back rather than yield.
Indeed, the Asian Sensation was able to hold on long enough to muster a comeback. Slowly and steadily, she forced herself back to the same position they started with, the feat earning loud applause from the crowd in attendance.
Bringing Macy’s arms down to the hips, Starfire knocked her arm off with a knee and wrenched Macy’s remaining arm. Macy grimaced as Starfire tried to yank her arm out of the socket.
“I’ll slap you with your own hand!” Estrina sneered as she forcefully tugged her opponent’s arm.
But the Slappin’ Sensation was having none of that. She rolled her shoulders to get blooding flowing and un-wrenched her arm with a beautiful front tumble. Remaining crouched after the roll, she swung her free arm towards her knee pits, tripping her to the deck.
Freed from her control, Macy raised her an open palm but Estrina rolled away from her attacker as she slapped an empty mat. The Singaporean Star popped back onto her feet but Macy closed in fast with a sla— Estrina leverage on her momentum and threw her over with an arm drag, followed by another, and another, thwarting Macy’s attempts to land an offense.
Estrina backpedaled to the edge of the ring and taunted Macy to come at her. Provoked, Macy charged at the eastern import with a large swing of the arm— Estrina ducked the incoming slap, causing Macy to pirouette on the edge of the ring. Macy arms flailed as she desperately attempted to keep her balance. Seeing an opponent, Estrina sprinted towards the Beach Blaster and bumped her off the apron with a hip to her chest!
HIP ATTACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_MCH3esHIU&feature=youtu.be
Renquist flew off the ring into the barricade which kept her from landing flat on the ring floor, albeit still being hurt.
Estrina turned her behind to Macy with her hands on her hips, wiggling her bunny butt at Macy as a bit of fan service as Macy stared daggers into her.
“Looks who sweating now?” Estrina teased the blonde, like herself, now glowing with a thin slick of perspiration.
“Or is that cold sweat I am seeing?”, Estrina sneered as she backed to the center of the ring, giving space for Renquist to return.
Macy remained silent but her expression could not kept her anger under wraps as her nostrils flared. Keeping her eyes locked on Estrina, she slowly rolled back into the ring and stopped the ref’s count. Both wrestlers raised their arms over faces like boxers as they met each other in the center.
Macy started with a slap but Estrina thwarted the attempt with a swap. Macy soon followed with a left-right combination. The eastern lovely blocked the left and quickly cupped her hand behind Macy’s head and counter-fired a forearm towards her face, dizzying the Slappin’ Sensation. As Macy was knocked backwards, Estrina kept the pressure on with successive forearms and a knee to Macy's midsection that doubled her over. But instead of using the set up for a big move, Estrina dropped onto her knees and SLAAAPPED Macy across the cheek, spinning her around!
Macy clutched her red welted face, seething in anger as Estrina basked in the cheers of the crowd. "What's the matter? Slapping Queen couldn't handle getting slapped?", Estrina mocked Renquist as she slowly turned around to face her. "Come on Slap Queen! I'm just beginning to sweat!"
"Don't worry, I will be slapping the sweat right off you!", Macy snarled as she charged in. Estrina was quick to respond with a high roundhouse but Macy quickly ducked under and swept Starfire off with her leg. The Celestial Stunner was able to break the fall with both arms and quickly rolled onto her back and adopted a closed guard position. Regardless, the enraged blonde closes in and threw a flurry of slaps, forcing the eastern wrestler to guard her face. Amidst the slapping, Estrina slipped her legs around Macy's waist and locked in a Bodyscissors!
Renquist grimaced as the brunette’s stems cut into her ribs, but the sight of Starfire huddled up behind a makeshift guard replaced it with a smile quickly enough. Hands curled into slightly cupped paddles, Macy leaned forward and let loose with half a dozen slaps that CRAAACKED against her opponent’s forearms, biceps and shoulders. “Well, where’d you’re pretty little face go?” the blonde chided when the opening salvo didn’t draw Estrina out into the open. “You sure were talking tuff a little earlier! Guess you’re too busy trying to keep your teeth in plaNNNNNGGGGHHHH!”
Starfire extended her legs and squeeeeeeeeeeeezed down on her opponent’s midsection. “My teeth are just fine, big mouth.” she chided. “But your guts feel like they could be on the way OOOWWW!”
Macy hunched forward, snatched a handful of hair and drew Estrina close enough to deliver a few sharp slaps to the side of her head. Proximity and the clench meant they didn’t have nearly their usual force, yet Starfire’s fans still groaned when they saw one connect with their heroine’s left ear. “Your legs aren’t stronger than my hands, princess.” Renquist promised after a spiteful twist on Estrina’s dark hair. “If you’re lucky you’ll realize that before I knock you ouWHOOOEEERRRRGGGGGHHHH!”
Starfire abandoned what remained of her guard to cinch her free arm around the back of Macy’s head. Just like that she locked her hands, leaned backward and craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanked down on a nasty Guillotine Choke! “TAP OUT!” the Celestial Stunner demanded. “TAP OUT BEFORE I PUT YOU TO SLEEP!”
“Hold on, Macy!” Amanda Jane called from her place on the floor. “You’ve been through worse, just hold steady and find an escape hatch.” Easier said than done, the crown of Renquist’s skull was ground snug against the mat and the necessity of using her hands as braces meant she couldn’t very well slap her way out. After about ten seconds of no discernible progress, Merle strode over to the action and asked, “What do you say, Macy? Need me to call for the bell?”
“Unnnnhhh… no… not a chance.” the blonde grunted. “Sweat stain here isn’t going to get me that easyUUUUURRRRRRGGGGGHHH!”
Estrina rolled onto her side, forcing the Slappin’ Sensation to do the same. “I’d watch your mouth if I were you!” Estrina’s voice was colder than a dead star as she alternated constrictions between the Scissors and the Guillotine. “Otherwise you’ll get a guided tour of the Pits of Starfire after I make you go night-nigWHOOOOAAAAHH!”
Macy got her arms around the Singaporean’s waist and rolled both ladies so Estrina was once again on her back. Planted on her knees and the crown of her noggin, Renquist displayed some power of her own as she sloooooooowly got to her feet with Starfire still latched on tight. Estrina’s face betrayed a twinge of concern over the loss of leverage, however she retained the utmost confidence in her position, as evidenced by the way she continued to pour power into the Guillotine. Giardi noted the set of her student’s feet and clapped accordingly. “Good work, Mace! You got this! Get your bearings, then get out!”
Starfire shot her an angry look that might’ve turned into something more if the Beach Blaster hadn’t abruptly twisted in a quarter circle and took off a corner on the far side of the squared circle. This was greeted with far more breathless surprise than it would’ve warranted in a normal match because the Basement Dwellers understood (as did both wrestlers) that if Macy’s aim was the slightest bit off she and Estrina would hurtle all the way to the floor! In the end Renquist’s aim was dead on, not that Starfire much appreciated it considering that she BWUUUNGED spine-first into the roughly-padded turnbuckles. Both holds loosened without giving way, so Macy put it in reverse for half a dozen steps, then rushed the corner and BWUNG-BWUUUNGED her adversary two more times!
Wrenching her head free of the Guillotine the instant Starfire’s legs left her waist, the blonde celebrated her escape with a single Kneelift to the belly and an angry Forearm Smash across the chest. She followed this with an equally stern Front Facelock and a Single-Underhook on the brunette’s left arm. Smiling despite the obvious flush in her features, Macy cleared away from the corner, kicked her right leg all the way back, then snapped it forward to take the Celestial Stunner up, over and down with a Half Hatch Suplex that THWHUMPED her into the mat!
SNAP HALF HATCH SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZFpKVXC_LY
Estrina rolled through to a seat, one hand pressed to the canvas while the other arm cradled the back of her head. This proved of questionable strategic merit when Macy ran by, whipped around on one heel and came back twice as fast to CRAAACK a gaudy slap across the Eastern Import’s cheek! Starfire went down flat, rolled to one side and sat up a couple seconds later, one hand pressed carefully to her stinging features.
RUNNING SLAP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=P-7b0ctVe6U
“Oh good, you’re starting to get it.” Macy snarked once she’d shook the worst of the tingle from her hand. “Most chicks do after I land a good one across their snippy little mouths.”
“Hope you enjoyed it.” Starfire grunted. “Because it’s the only one you’re going to NGH!”
Macy gripped the brunette’s shoulder in one hand, went up on her tiptoes and dropped to one knee just to pound the point of her elbow into Estrina’s skull. That put an end to the brunette’s sass, meaning Renquist hauled the Celestial Stunner to her feet in blessed silence. A Front Facelock and a handful of bunny waistband were all the hooks Renquist needed to hoist her opponent off her feet and all the way to high no-NOOOO! Macy reversed course at a little before one, dropping Estrina into a short free-fall that ended with Starfire landing on her fee-CRAAAACK! Estrina found out firsthand just why they called Macy the Slappin’ Sensation when the blonde caught her on the cheek with a Bytch Slap that echoed through the Madhouse basement like a rifle shot!
Knocked flat on her back by Renquist’s punishing palm, Estrina tumbled to her stomach, braced her forearms on the mat and managed to make it to one knee before Macy clamped down on her left wrist and hauled her all the way up. A single quick Arm Wringer made sure the brunette was suitably distracted (just in case the slap wasn’t enough) while Renquist threaded her right leg around Estrina’s left, so that the blonde’s shin was snug in the pit of her foe’s knee. In the same breath she brought her left leg up ‘n around, threading it over the nape of Starfire’s neck to ensure she couldn’t do much more than look at the mat while Macy snaked her left arm under Estrina’s right bicep and wrenched it back in a particularly spiteful Armbar!
OCTOPUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-joY-4jQuXo
“NNNNNNNGGGGHHH AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” Starfire shrieked long and loud as Renquist punished her neck, shoulder and midsection in the coils of the Octopus!
Not content to grind out an easy submission, the Beach Blaster crooked her free arm into a ‘V’, put the point of that elbow against Estrina’s exposed ribs and gouged it in like a bony dagger. “How ya doin’, sweaty? Not feeling so big and bad anymore?” Macy taunted her suffering rival. “Think you can actually wrestle your way out of here or are you gonna drip on me until I get bored?”
“Shut your mouth!” Estrina snapped. “When I get out of here I’m going to OW! OW! OW! AAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
Renquist stopped grinding and started slapping, short, mean shots to tummy and glute that raised hand-shaped welts almost immediately. “You’re the one that needs to shut up.” Macy threatened. “Otherwise I might just lose my temper and slap you to sleep right now.”
There were no ropes, there were no breaks. Starfire had to do it all on her own. She clenched her fist hard to resist the temptation to tap as Macy tortured her with intermittent slapping of her ribs and yanking of her captured arm.
“Just tap! Greaseball!”, Macy barked with a tug of the arm, causing the trapped victim to yelp.
As the battle continued to heat up, Estrina's sweating intensified, as did Macy's, presenting Estrina with the conditions to slip out of the hold. The sweat-slicked battler pressed her hand against her torturer’s left heel and began to push. Macy kept the hold secured at all expense, only allowing Estrina to push off her leg slightly. But the opening was enough to let Estrina slip her head out of the heavy legs and fire a fist over her shoulder, catching the blonde by surprise!
"NGUUGGHHHH!" Renquist clutched her nose in pain, eyes tearing from the direct blow to the nose, giving Estrina time to recover.
Taking a brief moment to tend to her red-welted ribs, Estrina was soon back in the match. Starfire closed in and landed a kick in the pit of her stomach, doubling the blonde over before wrapping her arms around her head and spiking her with a sick DDT!
DDT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-SwxfYkJvw
Macy's head bounced off after the impact and rolled onto her back, placing her in the perfect position for Estrina to press laterally across her body and hook her leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOO!!!
Macy kicked her way out of defeat, but Starfire was not worried one bit. The Celestial Stunner snatched a handful of blonde locks and pulled her up to her feet and tucked her head under her arm. Throwing Macy's arm over her shoulders, she hauled Macy overhead in one quick fluid motion and slammed her back first into the mat. Keeping the hold in position, she windmilled her legs in mid-air and rolled both of them up to their feet, and repeated with a second Snap Suplex, followed by a third!
TRIPLE SNAP SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-j9rZVu-Tws
Usually, the Asian lightweight would have gone for the top ropes which were absent in this match. Instead, Estrina floated over for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!!
Estrina raked her sweat-matted hair as she pushed onto her knees, "Come on! Get up and fight!.", Estrina growled and pushed herself to her feet, planting a few hard stomps into the stirring blonde before she pulled back up to her feet. Still wobbly from the string of Suplexes, Macy was barely standing on her feet. Instead, she had to be kept up by Estrina wrapping her arms around her waist from behind. But the crowd know full well that it was not an act of sportsmanship, at least not now. Starfire dragged Macy near the edge of the ring and hauled her overhead like a sack of potatoes!
RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tD7FeRQAunU
The blonde was flung out of the ring and landed clean on her shoulders and neck, causing some in the crowd to shy away from the carnage. Macy's body compressed like a spring before bouncing back up and flopping onto her belly, letting out a soft groan as her body settled. Merle immediately forsaked the ring out count and went off the ring to check on the Blonde Battler. Merle tried getting a response from Renquist but she can't seem to respond other than letting out painful moans. At this point, Merle raised his hand in the air and cal-- "NO! MERLE! WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH THIS!" Estrina interrupted Merle. "I'm not going to let other girls go through what I have been through!", Estrina continued, "Besides! Don't you think the crowd here wants to get their ticket's worth?" Estrina pointed through the crowd as she asked the question, sending the crowd to a feverish pitch!
"So get up! Macy! You have only gotten in one slap! And it ain't your best!", Estrina redirected her attention as the writhing Macy. Soon, the crowd could be heard chanting...
MA-CY!
MA-CY!
MA-CY!
Pressured by the crowd's enthusiasm, Merle helplessly shrugged his shoulders and rolled back into the ring where he began to count. Estrina wiped the sweat off her brows with her forearm and lowered to a crouch, patiently waiting for Macy to get up. The blonde clutched her neck in pain as she struggled to her feet. At count seven, she finally got back onto her feet, but only briefly, as she stumbled back into the barricade with both arms over it. Within the ring, Starfire let out a slight grin and charged out of the ring. Taking off at the edge, she pointed her knees towards the weary rival and planted them into her chest!
METEORA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCY71LFGpPk
"NGGGHHHHHHHHH!" Macy clutched her chest in pain before dropping onto her knees.
"We ain't done sweating babe!" Estrina informed Macy as she grabbed onto each piece of her top and dragged her back into the ring when the unexpected happened - Macy's top snapped right off her body, exposing her bare breasts!
"Sorry but not sorry! This is FAWN and you should expect this to happen anytime, anywhere!" Estrina unapologetically commented on Macy's wardrobe malfunction amidst the cat calls in the arena. Starfire switched her grasp to the blonde locks and tossed her back into the ring. Shortly after, the Asian lightweight slid in for the cover...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!!
Macy kicked out of a near fall once again! This time round, Estrina began to show some signs of frustration as sweat trickled down her cheeks and dripped off her chin. "Gosh, I'm soaked through my clothes..." Estrina tried her best to remain composed as she tied her hair into a ponytail, demonstrating that she meant business from herein.
Macy rolled onto the side, and slowly pushed to her knee, still disoriented from the devastating string of attacks. Estrina stood before Macy and raised her left arm, swiping off some off her armpit sweat and SLAPPED Macy's head sideward, spraying mist of sweat and spit!
"Here's a taste of what's coming your way!" Estrina warned her tenacious rival, who’s face was welted with Estrina's handprint.
Renquist flipped the hair out of her eyes before running the back of her wrist across her mouth. “That it?” the blonde snarled. “All I get is a taste?”
Starfire’s eyes narrowed. “Oh, you want more?” She punctuated with a second slap, harder and faster than the one before. It CRAAACKED off Macy’s cheek with enough force to make the first several rows cringe, but Renquist only nodded even as Estrina’s brand grew brighter and brighter.
“Not bad… if you’re a cheerleader throwing a hissy fit.” Macy brought both hands up, not for a slap, but a shove, a rough, dismissive thing that rocked Starfire back on her heels. “C’MON BABY!” the Slappin’ Sensation demanded. “YOU WANNA PLAY MY GAME, YOU BETTER COME AT ME WITH MORE THAN--”
Estrina clapped her blazing cheek with the stiffest Slap yet, then drew that hand back across the opposite shoulder so she could warm the other side with an equally savage Back--CRA-CRAACK!
Macy stormed into the breach with a pair of left-right Slaps to the brunette’s cheeks! “That‘s how it‘s done, sweaty!” Renquist barked as Estrina blinked the stars from her eyes. “If you can’t handle it, turn around and strut your cute little ass outta this--” The Celestial Stunner abandoned the Slap Fight in favor of a big Clothesline, alas Macy wasn’t quite as willing to take heavier ordinance on the chin so she doubled over and flicked her right leg up n’ over her back to THWHACK the side of that foot in behind her opponent’s left ear. Head ringing, Estrina went to one knee thus allowing Renquist the opportunity to back off several paces. With Starfire’s attention temporarily diverted, Macy charged in, hopped up and landed on her opponent’s back just long enough to thread her legs under Estrina’s biceps. Then she wrapped her arms around the other wrestler’s waist and rolled right on through to THWHUMP Starfire down flat on her back courtesy of a gorgeous Yoshi Tonic. Holding snug on the Waistlock after impact, Renquist pressed her chest tight against Estrina’s squirming haunches to keep her glued to the canvas for…
PALM STRIKES, SCORPION KICK & YOSHI TONIC:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-wSyyzRcQU
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Starfire didn’t kick out so much as she somersaulted out, the Celestial Stunner coming to rest on all fours a short distance from her opposition. The Slappin’ Sensation thought it was a good look on the brunette yet she had something even better in mind, which was why she strode up and STAMPED on Starfire’s right hand! Estrina yelped and pushed to one knee, her throbbing hand held tight against her chest. That was much more to the blonde’s liking so she grabbed a double handful of hair and jerked the penitent battler into a quick Kneelift between the eyes. Starfire’s head snapped back and she would’ve toppled forward if she hadn’t braced her good hand against the mat. But she didn’t go down, the brunette’s vaunted durability proving quite valuable in-- THWHACK!
SHINING WIZARD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=axMwm35qBxo
Macy charged in, hopped onto Estrina’s posted right thigh and used it as a perch to drive the point of her right knee into the side of Starfire’s head. The Eastern Import hit the deck in a woozy sprawl, though she managed to twist onto her side so Renquist couldn’t try for an immediate cover.
“Oh, don’t think you’re getting off that easy.” Macy grunted as she laid claim to Estrina’s left leg. “Easy went out the window as soon as you tried to break me in half with that Suplex. Now I’m going to tie you in a knot or slap your teeth into the third row!”
Still woozy from the Shining Wizard, Starfire twisted onto her back and drew her free leg up to aim a kick at the blonde’s midsection. “What’s the matter, not used to playing rough? I thought you were supposed to UUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHH!”
The move nerds in attendance had thought Renquist was looking for a Single Leg Crab, so they were surprised and pleased when Amanda Jane’s star student dropped into a deep crouch that stretched the captured leg out over her left thigh. In that same instant Macy leaned down, cinched her right arm around Estrina’s head and reefed back to craaaaaaaaaaaaaank her neck with a cleverly modified Guillotine Choke!
LEG TRAP GUILLOTINE CHOKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEM9VgZwwV0
“Yeah, that’s right punk, no slipping your way out of this!” Renquist taunted after a good ten seconds of squirming did nothing but cramp Starfire’s trapped leg.
“Yuuuuhhhhh…. you’re not going to submit me!” Estrina grunted even as she waggled a finger ‘no’ for the official. “You don’t have the will to make me quEEEEERRRGGGGHHHHH!”
The Beach Blaster really yoked down on the hold, earning a round of pained thrashing from Estrina’s free leg. Macy grinned, nodded to Amanda Jane who mouthed ‘Pour it on, girl.’ “Sorry, could you repeat that?” she teased. “I couldn’t hear anything over the sound of your pride crumblinnngggrrrhhh oohhh you bytch, stop that!”
Estrina couldn’t shake her head ‘no’ so she just pounded a few more punches into the blonde’s exposed chest. “Let go and I’ll consider it! Otherwise I’ll just keep hammering away at these perky tits of yourNNNNGGGHHHH!”
Renquist gave up the Facelock to pound a trio of heavy Forearm Smashes across Starfire’s hunched shoulders. That put an end to the defiant punching but did nothing for Macy’s mood, as evidenced by the mean-spirited way she peeled Estrina off the canvas. “I should probably strip you down for that crap you pulled earlier.” she mused once Starfire was folded over and trapped in a snug Standing Headscissors. “But teach over there has always taught me to fight for my own victories, not someone else’s, so Gladiatrix is gonna have to wait. Not that they won’t love this shyt.”
The Slappin’ Sensation swatted Estrina’s glutes, cinched both arms around her waist and spun her up onto her shoulders. The Basement Dwellers started to cheer only to gasp, then roar all the louder when Renquist charged the edge of the ring and leapt off into the void to deliver one of the most devastating Powerbombs in recent memory!
RUNNING LIGER BOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=74DDUsDSGRk
The Powerbomb took out any fight left in Estrina as she laid still motionless, other than the rhythmic rising and falling of her chest. Macy, on the other hand was not faring too well either. Still feeling the damage from the bumps she took, Macy slumps onto the floor clutching her neck as Merle began to count them out. The basement dwellers began to cheer...
ES-TRI-NA!
ES-TRI-NA!
ES-TRI-NA!
Hoping she can come back from the devastating Powerbomb. But slowly, another name began growing louder and louder...
MA-CY!
MA-CY!
MA-CY!
The crowd has been divided into two factions! Renquist rolled onto her belly and pushed onto her fours and slowly clawed towards to ring. Barely able to keep it together, she relied on the apron to pull herself back to her feet. The count continued up to 11, at this point, the crowd went into a feverish pitch as the Celestial Stunner began stirring while Macy was still resting head down on the canvas. Macy sluggishly lifted her leg onto the apron, slipping off the edge once or twice before managing to hook the groove of her boots onto the edge and pull herself back into the ring and rolled away from the edge where she laid in a spread eagle.
The count reached FIFTEEN! Estrina was barely able to stand without support from the barricade. But like she always does, she dug deep and quickly staggered back into the ring! Surviving the count out by a fraction of a second!
The crowd broke into a round of applause for the outstanding courage and strength displayed by both girls, but there could only be one winner from this contest. Both wrestlers sluggishly rolled onto their fours and crawled towards each other, gently butting heads and relied on each other to pull themselves to their feet.
With their eyelids drooping, it was like their soul had left their body, leaving them to fight based on their bodies’ memories.
Macy grabbed Estrina’s ponytail and pulled her face away from her as she reeled her right palm backwards. THWACK! Macy sent a mist of sweat floating in the air as the slap connected, snapping Estrina’s head aside as she dropped on one knee and a palm.
Dog-tired, the Slappin’ Sensation doubled over with her palms on her knees, giving Starfire a bit of time to get back on her feet. Estrina swiped Macy’s hair away from her face and grabbed a handful of the blonde’s locks, pulling her straight up before returning the favor with a THWACK!
Macy stumbled back, finding her balance just in time to keep herself erected. Estrina, too, ended with palms on her knee, taking deep breaths to recover. Macy quickly made use of this window of opportunity to CRACK another slap across the Singaporean’s cheek!
The pair would exchange slaps three to four times sending mist of sweat into the air before Macy dealt the biggest slap that could be heard from every nook and cranny of the arena! The crowd went “Ooooooo....sssss”, imagining the pain of the slap from the Slap Queen.
Estrina was stunned and shaken, It was a surprise to everyone that she was still standing. Macy let out a sigh and fired another sla— Estrina ducked under the swing of the arm, throwing Macy off balance as she tucked her head under her arm and wrapped her arms around the waist, hauling her backwards with a high-angle Back Suplex!
THUD! Macy was dropped on her neck once more, sucking the life out of her. However, Estrina was unable to bridge for a pin given the bomb and slaps she has just suffered.
The arena filled up with cheers again as Merle started counting them. Estrina slowly rolled herself over and sloppily laid an arm over Macy’s bare chest for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
Macy threw an arm up with just enough strength to roll her shoulder off the canvas, barely surviving the fall. Starfire rolled back onto her back, raking her hair back, trying to stay focused.
Estrina got onto her side and pushed herself to her feet, taking a moment a breather before doubling over and snatched a handful of blonde locks when Renquist tripped her forward with a leg scissor!
Estrina frantically shook her head ‘no’ and threw desperate elbows as Renquist folded her legs between her own, one arm under her arm and across her neck. Fortunately for the White-clad battler, one of her elbows connected and knocked her attacker off her back, narrowly escaping the jaws of defeat.
Macy got back onto her feet, clutching her hurt face and pulled Estrina back to her feet with a single ar— Estrina snatched her by the wrist and wrenched her arm. Caught by surprise, Macy was tugged towards The Celestial Stunner as she struck her with a jumping high knee!
Macy’s head snapped backwards as she backpedaled to the edge. Estrina hopped a few steps backwards raising her finger into the air and charged towards the wobbly Slapped with a Starstr—NOOOO! Macy dropped herself to her fours and Estrina continued on her trajectory outside of the ring!
THUD! Estrina crash landed on the ringside and groaned painfully as the crowd empathized. Merle began counting as Estrina struggled to even sit up. Macy still on her fours rolled out of the ring and tiredly moved towards her ragged opponent.
“UGHHH”, Macy used what little strength she had left and pulled Estrina onto her feet. Catching her in a clinch, she pushed Estrina onto the barricade and pulled down the straps on her one piece. Starfire, too tired to spend any energy on mustering any unnecessary reaction found her top stripped bare when The Slappin’ Sensation raised an arm overhead and SLAPPED Estrina across her modest bust!!!
Estrina’s face writhed in agony and crossed her arms over the chest. Still salty about her top coming off, Macy was not letting go of the opportunity to punish Estrina. She peeled Starfire’s arms off and CRAAACKED another hard slap across the chest, causing Starfire to yelp in pain!
Satisfied, she yanked Estrina by the hair and threw her back into the ring, following shortly after— Estrina quickly got onto her feet and dropped a leg across the back of Renquist’s neck, bring her short-lived momentum to an end.
The Celestial Stunner rolled Macy flat onto her back and pressed across laterally for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
Macy shot her arm out of defeat once more! Estrina slammed her fist in frustration before pummeling Macy’s face with hammer blows!
Macy was no longer making sense of where she was as Estrina pulled her back up onto feet and planted her with a textbook Body Slam. Estrina backpedaled a few steps back and jumped into the air as she ran, slamming her body weight across Macy with the running splash, the best she could do at this stage.
Estrina hooked Macy’s leg and nodded her head as Merle slapped...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!
Renquist inched a shoulder off the mat, earning a round of applause from the Basement Dwellers and a sigh of relief from Amanda Jane. Estrina didn’t bother to double check the count with the ref, she’d felt Macy escape with half a heartbeat to spare. “Just means I’ll have to hit you harder this time.” the sweat-soaked battler huffed once she’d wrapped Renquist’s ponytail around her fists. Back on her feet with a weary groan, Starfire hauled her blonde up in stages, then trapped Macy in a Waistlock that dug her knotted hands deep into opposing belly. “Sorry I didn’t get to give you a taste of the Solar Flare.” she murmured in Macy’s ear. “But I look forward to crushing you with it if you’re brave enough to ask for a remaOOOOWWWW!”
Renquist’s hands were widely regarded as her most dangerous weapons (and rightly so) but the Slappin’ Sensation was quite versatile when she needed to be, as evidenced by the hard STOMP she dropped on Starfire’s toes! Estrina yelped and loosened her grip enough for Renquist to twist free in a go-behind that put her on the brunette’s six. Snatching Starfire’s right wrist in her left hand, Macy put her other palm between the Celestial Stunner’s shoulders and pushed just hard enough to spin her around in a half circle and CRAAAAAAAACK!
B*TCHMAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VVwV6aKxsIk&sns=em
The Bytchmaker came out of nowhere, a thunderous Overhand Slap that caught Estrina flush across the cheek. Starfire’s hands dropped to her sides, her knees gave out and she started to--
“CATCH HER, MACY!” Giardi shouted the warning but it was too late.
Instead of dropping onto her face like all the previous recipients, Starfire twisted around in a half circle and toppled from the squared circle to the thinly-padded mats below!
“F*CK.” Macy snarled as she looked down on the smoldering, sweating wreckage.
“Go get her, Mace. Now.”
The Astonishing One’s tone brooked no insolence, so Renquist hopped off the ledge, dropped to one knee and helped herself to handfuls of trunks and tresses. “All right, you nasty little sweat hog, time to get back inside. Up we go!” Estrina’s response to the blonde’s tugging was minimal, meaning her bottoms were a lot less conservative by the time Macy hooked a Half Nelson and hoisted her near deadweight onto the apron. Getting the glassy-eyed grappler away from the edge with a couple hard shoves, Renquist slid in after her, splashed down across Starfire’s chest and hooked the far leg for…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Estrina shot an arm into the air much to the shock of the entire Madhouse, none more so than Macy Renquist. “COME ON, MERLE!” she shouted at the official. “THAT WAS THREE! THIS CHICK IS DO--”
“Don’t waste your breath arguing, Macy.” Amanda Jane ordered. “Girl got up from one? Give her another. Then keep giving her more until she’s satisfied.”
In this case ‘satisfied’ was synonymous with unconscious, so the Beach Blaster buried her hands in Estrina’s dark hair and peeeeeeled her off the canvas. Still on their feet following the incredible escape, Starfire’s fans pleaded with their heroine to dig deep even as Renquist secured the Waistlock, then the Wristlock and finally the shove, each element of the ripcord working in harmony to CRAAAAAAAAAACK!
B*TCHMAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VVwV6aKxsIk&sns=em
The second Bytchmaker swiveled Estrina’s head to the side in a fine cloud of sweat that was still hanging in the air when she crumpled to all fours and slopped onto her back. On any other night Macy would’ve gone for the cover, no way the chick was a threat after a shot like that, but Starfire was maddeningly durable and teach had told her to give until she could give no more so she mounted the brunette’s waist and flattened her hands into paddles. Beneath her, Estrina groaned and damned if she didn’t try to sit up and--CRAAACK!
Renquist clouted Starfire across the mouth to stretch her out flat, then fetched her another massive Slap that twisted the Celestial Stunner’s head to the side. They were a pair of extremely nasty shots to come on the heels of the night’s SECOND Bytchmaker, but Merle didn’t ask for a submission because Estrina managed to cover up behind a weary guard about half a heartbeat before Macy unleashed a second wave, the infuriated blonde’s percussive palms just CRACK, CRACK, CRAAACKING off her opponent’s forearms and biceps.
“TAP OUT!” Renquist demanded between shots. “TAP OUT OR GO TO SLEEP!”
“NUUUHHHH--NEVER!” Estrina shouted from behind her crumbling defenses. “YOU CAN’T MAKE NGH! NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Macy went at Starfire even harder and though the brunette’s guard held up, more and more slaps were getting though to her head. Noting Estrina’s slowly bicycling legs, Merle hurried over and asked, “What do you say, Estrina? Do you give? Do you give!”
“No!” Starfire moaned from behind her forearms. “No, I doNOOOOOOOO!”
Renquist snatched hold of Estrina’s wrists and stretched them high over her head. In the same instant she slid forward and planted her crotch against the brunette’s chin. With Starfire utterly defenseless, Macy CRA-CRA-CRA-CRAAACKED her face half a dozen times and was on her way to oh so many more when Merle threw a signal to the Timekeeper. The bell CLANGED with Macy’s left hand raised for yet another Slap, but she rolled off her mount when the Announcer called, “Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has stopped the match! Therefore, your winner via technical knock-out… MACY RENQUIST!”
Breathing hard in the wake of her exhausting victory, the Slappin’ Sensation draped a hand over her bare chest, but made no move to rise until Amanda Jane walked over and offered a hand. “Excellent work, Mace.” Giardi said once her protégé was back on her feet. “Starfire’s no easy out, grinding her down like that is--”
“Doesn’t look like I ground hard enough.” Renquist muttered. “Stubborn bytch is still moving.”
‘Moving’ was a bit generous, but Estrina had thrown an arm over her reddened face.
‘Manda J noticed the anger in the blonde’s eyes and laid a hand on her arm. “You won. She lost. That should be enough.”
“Ripped my top off, teach. I can’t let that go.”
The veteran sighed and took a step back. “You stop when I say, understand?”
Macy didn’t answer, rather she planted a foot on either side of her opponent’s head and dropped to her knees, all the better to settle her glutes atop Starfire’s slap-reddened face. “Hey there, sweaty.” she waggled her hips hard enough to make Estrina moan. “How’d you like my slaps?” Estrina moaned into those black briefs and tried to bridge up, so Renquist slapped her tummy until it collapsed, then took the brunette’s nipples between thumb and forefinger and gave them a sharp twist. Starfire squealed, beat her heels against the canvas and tried to twist from side to side.
“MMMMMRRRRRPPPPHHHGAAAAAHHHH!”
“What’s the matter, you don’t like this catty shyt?” the blonde taunted. “Maybe next time you’ll keep your hands off my top!”
Macy emphasized this suggestion with another sharp twist, one that might’ve continued for quite some time if Amanda Jane hadn’t swatted her on the shoulder. “That’s enough, Mace. Don’t be tacky.”
Macy pushed to one knee after a final twist, but didn’t get up until she’d grabbed a handful of the brunette’s hair. “See you next time, baby.” She let Estrina’s head drop, got to her feet and flashed a beaming smile when Amanda Jane raised her hand.
Walking up the ramp shortly thereafter, Giardi asked, “So how does it feel to win at your first All Hallows Evil?”
“Damned good. Can’t wait for next year, I’d love to have a match in the Hall of Mirr--”
A cheer from the Basement Dwellers turned Macy and her mentor back to the squared circle. “That’s… impressive.” Amanda Jane murmured.
“Bytch just doesn’t know when to stay down.” Macy growled.
Sure enough, Estrina had made it to her knees and was staring daggers at the Beach Blaster.
“You want to do this right now?” Renquist called out. “Come and get it, sweat rag!”
Starfire clambered to her feet, but stopped when Merle put a hand on her shoulder.
“Next time.” she promised.
MACY RENQUIST:
Cheers rose up alongside the opening to Cage the Elephant’s ‘Mess Around’ as those gathered for the wicked delights of All Hallows Evil leapt to their feet for a glance at the Beach Blaster. Macy obliged them shortly thereafter, brushing through the curtain a half step behind her trainer and mentor. Armored in a season appropriate black & orange varsity jacket and sporting an oversized pair of pink headphones, Renquist pulled aside half of the latter so ‘Manda J could offer some last minute advice. The blonde answered with a murmur and a nod, then slipped her headgear back into place and strode down the ramp with Giardi trailing several steps behind. Unfazed as always, the slender blonde ingénue bobbed her head to the beat and returned the high-fives extended in her direction but her eyes were otherwise trained on the unique configuration of the squared circle.
Heading for the stairs once she cleared the aisle, Macy made quick time onto the apron and through the ropes. She claimed the center of the ring in short order and expanded her fan base exponentially when she doffed the jacket to show off a strappy black two piece with orange trim and orange accents. Her knee and elbow pads were an identical black, while the ankle wraps she wore in place of boots were jack-o-lantern orange. Revealed to be almost solid muscle and sinew once shod of her varsity jacket, Renquist scanned the crowd one more time before she headed to the far corner where she hung up the jacket for safe keeping. The headphones came next, Macy hooking them around the post so they rested atop her jacket. Duly satisfied, she turned her attention to Merle and offered him an arched eyebrow after he’d checked her pads and wraps. “So on a scale of one to ten, just how sweaty IS this chick?” she asked mildly. “Probably a twelve.” the ref deadpanned. Renquist nodded. “Ok, guess I’m gonna have to wipe her dry on the mat.”
Once Macy’s music died down the official resumed his duties. “And introducing her opponent, hailing from Singapore, she stands at five feet four inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and eighteen pounds, she is ESTRINA STARFIRE!”
ESTRINA STARFIRE:
The Celestial Stunner emerged from the walkway at the far end of the Madhouse basement as her music blasted through the dimly lit space. Though it lacked the sweeping views of the FAWN Arena, the intimate setting gave Starfire plenty of opportunity to interact and hype the fans as she toured around the ringside to slap the extended hands of those assembled, Estrina apparently not giving a hoot about her waiting opponent in the ring.
For tonight‘s battle Estrina went with her usual deep V-neck one piece that extended all the way down to her navel. But in the spirit of Halloween, she’d specially added a bunny tail and wore bunny ears out as a fan service to the crowd. Her attire was completed with white boots and red pads on her elbows and knees.
After completing her tour, Estrina tossed her headband into the crowd and slowly shifted her attention to her opponent for the night, keeping their gaze locked on each other as she marched up the ring steps and walked into the ropeless ring to her corner.
Smiling as she warmed herself up with a few neck, shoulders and ankle rotations. She beamed across the ring and asked Macy, “You ready to sweat?”
Macy simply shrugged and offered a faint smile by way of response. Suitably pumped, Estrina slid the straps of her outfit between thumb and forefinger as she waited for the bell.
Macy came out of her corner at the sound of the bell, the slim blonde ingénue clearly keen to set up shop near the center of the ring in case Starfire launched one of her notoriously quick starts. But Estrina didn’t charge, she headed left away from the buckles to stroll along the edge of the apron, presumably to get a better feel for their modified battleground. Seemingly satisfied, the Celestial Stunner turned her attention to Renquist, who waited with both hands raised to shoulder level. Starfire adopted a similar stance as she closed on her opposition. “You ready for this?” she asked.
Macy shrugged, a response that could’ve been confidence, indifference, uncertainty or a little of all three. “Never had ropes to box me in when I was slapping girls to sleep on the beach. Now we’re just a little higher up, that’s all.”
Estrina continued to advance, the brunette occasionally flicking a hand in Renquist’s direction to probe her defenses. “I wonder if you’ll sound so sure after I’ve dumped you to the floor a few times.”
The Slappin’ Sensation rebuked each of Starfire’s efforts with neat little swats, then answered with her own which were denied in nearly identical fashion. “You’ll have to get close enough to lock-up if you wanna send me out of this ring, baby.” Macy explained. “And if you’re that close I can slap the taste out of your--”
Estrina came in fast, catching the other lightweight in a snug Collar & Elbow Tie-Up. Quick to shift a hand from Renquist’s shoulder to her chin, Starfire pushed back on her foe’s head to force Macy back toward the unprotected dro-- Renquist snatched the brunette’s encroaching wrist, spun out of the clench and forced that hand between Starfire’s shoulders in a tight Hammerlock. Doubling down on the wrist-grip to keep the eastern import under control, Renquist marched the both of them to within a few inches of the apron. Once there she halved her grip and made a show of mussing her opponent’s hair before backpedaling to the middle of the ring.
“Could’a shoved you off just now, Lite Brite.” Macy teased. “Just like I could’ve slapped ya upside the head. Keep that in mind the next time you think about running your mouth!”
Estrina nodded (more to herself than the blonde) smoothed her hair back and made a beeline for Renquist. Their second Tie-Up was markedly more aggressive than the first, each grappler pushing and shoving at the other’s jaw to gain some semblance of control. But control remained elusive until Macy slipped her head free of Estrina’s mitt and drew her in to a tight, grinding Side Headlock. “Keep her close, Macy.” Amanda Jane clapped the apron in support of her student. “Don’t let her slip away!”
Quite pleased with her S-grip, Macy pulled the Headlock a little tighter while thrusting the point of her left hip into the Singaporean’s tummy. “She’s not going anywhere, teach!” the blonde promised. “Especially not like this!” Renquist repeated her hip checking technique, only now she jerked Starfire forward, hauling her off her feet to bring her to the mat with beautifully simple Headlock Takedown. “Word around the locker room is you’re a hard one to keep pinned down.” Macy noted as she continued to squeeze Estrina’s noggin in the triangle created by forearm, bicep and breast. “Well you go ahead and sweat all you want, baby. It’ll just make for more impressive slo-mo shots when I’m slapping you into next WHOAH!”
Starfire cinched her arms around Renquist’s midsection and rolled hard right to stack the blonde on her shoulders in an impromptu Cradle! Bridging up on her toes, Estrina held her rival in place for a quick…
ONE…
TWO…
Macy popped her hips to roll the ladies back to start and this time she craaaaaaaaaaaaaaanked back on the Headlock hard enough to make Starfire’s feet flutter and flail against the canvas. “Oh, I get it. You’re slippery even when you’re not sweating. Thanks for the tip.” Renquist muttered. “Try and more cheap shyt like that and I’ll eeerrrrgggghhhh!”
Not about to let the Beach Blaster impose her will without enduring a heavy toll, Estrina got her left hand under Renquist’s chin and forced her head back at a rather taxing angle. “Sweat’s not going to make any difference tonight, honey.” she grunted. “Not when I’m so much better than yoMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHH!”
Macy cranked the Headlock a little more and pivoted just enough to wedge the brunette’s mouth and nose against the side swell of her breast. “Could you repeat that, please?” Renquist asked in a voice dripping with insincerity. “You got a bit muffled at the end. Almost like you were speaking through a mouthful of booGGGGRRRRHHHHH!”
Estrina crunched up, hooked her right leg over the blonde’s chin and crossed her ankles to break the Headlock with an equally snug Headscissors. “I said I’m so much better than you!” now it was Starfire doing some teasing as she squeeeeezed the blonde’s skull between her thighs. “Not that I won’t enjoy watching you get flop sweat all over the canvas!” She flattened one hand into a paddle and swatted Renquist’s tummy once, twice, three times.
Macy snarled, tried to catch the brunette’s wrist but Estrina drew away. Grunting, she braced her hands against Starfire’s right thigh and planted both feet flat against the mat. Just like that she pushed up in a high, gorgeous bridge that might’ve gotten her out of trouble if Starfire hadn’t THUMPED a single hard hammer punch into her navel. “Aren’t you supposed to have the hardest slaps in FAWN?” the Celestial Stunner chided her pink-faced rival. “From what I’ve seen you don’t slap any different than my other opponents. Sure does make a cute sound on your belly though!” She tagged Renquist’s midriff with a few more shots, earning a fresh round of squirming irritation from the blonde.
“You’re gonna regret not putting more power behind those later on, sweetness.” Macy snapped. “I make my slaps count, as you’ll find out sooner than EEERRRRHHHHH!”
Starfire snatched a big handful of blonde locks and gave it a sharp yank, payback for the snide little jugging she’d so recently endured. Merle noted the infraction a heartbeat after Amanda Jane, meaning it wasn’t long before Renquist had her hair back and Estrina was right back to pouring it on with the Headscissors. “Give up if you can’t get out!” Starfire demanded. “There’s no shame in admitting you were beaten by a better HEY!”
Macy twisted from her back to her hands and knees, a shift that forced the crown of her skull against the mat, but also afforded her much more leverage. Estrina understood as much and bore down accordingly, yet it wasn’t enough to stop the Slappin’ Sensation from pushing herself into an effortless looking handstand. From there she drew her knees down and thrust her legs back to slip free of the Scissors of the Scissors neat as you please. She touched down on the canvas directly in front of her opponent only to leave it once more for a Dropkick aimed directly at Starfire’s mou-NO!
Estrina stretched out flat to avoid the blow, then kipped to boot-leather just as Renquist bounced to verticality. Pleased by the exchange of holds thus far, the Madhouse Dwellers offered the wrestlers a round of applause as they resumed circling.
“You think you’re pretty good, do you?” Estrina asked. “Lets see if you’re good enough to back up that big talk.” The Singaporean Sensation stopped moving and raised a hand to the rafters, daring the blonde to meet her in a Test of Strength.
Macy answered with a hard smile. “Big mistake, sweaty. No way I’m letting you go a second time.” With that she brought a hand up, slapped it against Starfire’s palm and began to squeeze.
“HHHHHHGNNNHHHH!” The ladies grunted as they brought their arms to shoulder level, their toned muscles appearing and trembling from the intense power struggle. For what seemed like an hour, there appeared to be no clear winner from the Test of Strength up until Macy was able to get a foot past Estrina, allowing the Beach Blaster to power Estrina into the canvas with a greater leverage of her core. As relentless as she has always been, Starfire bridged her body with the top of her head on the canvas, choosing to fight back rather than yield.
Indeed, the Asian Sensation was able to hold on long enough to muster a comeback. Slowly and steadily, she forced herself back to the same position they started with, the feat earning loud applause from the crowd in attendance.
Bringing Macy’s arms down to the hips, Starfire knocked her arm off with a knee and wrenched Macy’s remaining arm. Macy grimaced as Starfire tried to yank her arm out of the socket.
“I’ll slap you with your own hand!” Estrina sneered as she forcefully tugged her opponent’s arm.
But the Slappin’ Sensation was having none of that. She rolled her shoulders to get blooding flowing and un-wrenched her arm with a beautiful front tumble. Remaining crouched after the roll, she swung her free arm towards her knee pits, tripping her to the deck.
Freed from her control, Macy raised her an open palm but Estrina rolled away from her attacker as she slapped an empty mat. The Singaporean Star popped back onto her feet but Macy closed in fast with a sla— Estrina leverage on her momentum and threw her over with an arm drag, followed by another, and another, thwarting Macy’s attempts to land an offense.
Estrina backpedaled to the edge of the ring and taunted Macy to come at her. Provoked, Macy charged at the eastern import with a large swing of the arm— Estrina ducked the incoming slap, causing Macy to pirouette on the edge of the ring. Macy arms flailed as she desperately attempted to keep her balance. Seeing an opponent, Estrina sprinted towards the Beach Blaster and bumped her off the apron with a hip to her chest!
HIP ATTACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_MCH3esHIU&feature=youtu.be
Renquist flew off the ring into the barricade which kept her from landing flat on the ring floor, albeit still being hurt.
Estrina turned her behind to Macy with her hands on her hips, wiggling her bunny butt at Macy as a bit of fan service as Macy stared daggers into her.
“Looks who sweating now?” Estrina teased the blonde, like herself, now glowing with a thin slick of perspiration.
“Or is that cold sweat I am seeing?”, Estrina sneered as she backed to the center of the ring, giving space for Renquist to return.
Macy remained silent but her expression could not kept her anger under wraps as her nostrils flared. Keeping her eyes locked on Estrina, she slowly rolled back into the ring and stopped the ref’s count. Both wrestlers raised their arms over faces like boxers as they met each other in the center.
Macy started with a slap but Estrina thwarted the attempt with a swap. Macy soon followed with a left-right combination. The eastern lovely blocked the left and quickly cupped her hand behind Macy’s head and counter-fired a forearm towards her face, dizzying the Slappin’ Sensation. As Macy was knocked backwards, Estrina kept the pressure on with successive forearms and a knee to Macy's midsection that doubled her over. But instead of using the set up for a big move, Estrina dropped onto her knees and SLAAAPPED Macy across the cheek, spinning her around!
Macy clutched her red welted face, seething in anger as Estrina basked in the cheers of the crowd. "What's the matter? Slapping Queen couldn't handle getting slapped?", Estrina mocked Renquist as she slowly turned around to face her. "Come on Slap Queen! I'm just beginning to sweat!"
"Don't worry, I will be slapping the sweat right off you!", Macy snarled as she charged in. Estrina was quick to respond with a high roundhouse but Macy quickly ducked under and swept Starfire off with her leg. The Celestial Stunner was able to break the fall with both arms and quickly rolled onto her back and adopted a closed guard position. Regardless, the enraged blonde closes in and threw a flurry of slaps, forcing the eastern wrestler to guard her face. Amidst the slapping, Estrina slipped her legs around Macy's waist and locked in a Bodyscissors!
Renquist grimaced as the brunette’s stems cut into her ribs, but the sight of Starfire huddled up behind a makeshift guard replaced it with a smile quickly enough. Hands curled into slightly cupped paddles, Macy leaned forward and let loose with half a dozen slaps that CRAAACKED against her opponent’s forearms, biceps and shoulders. “Well, where’d you’re pretty little face go?” the blonde chided when the opening salvo didn’t draw Estrina out into the open. “You sure were talking tuff a little earlier! Guess you’re too busy trying to keep your teeth in plaNNNNNGGGGHHHH!”
Starfire extended her legs and squeeeeeeeeeeeezed down on her opponent’s midsection. “My teeth are just fine, big mouth.” she chided. “But your guts feel like they could be on the way OOOWWW!”
Macy hunched forward, snatched a handful of hair and drew Estrina close enough to deliver a few sharp slaps to the side of her head. Proximity and the clench meant they didn’t have nearly their usual force, yet Starfire’s fans still groaned when they saw one connect with their heroine’s left ear. “Your legs aren’t stronger than my hands, princess.” Renquist promised after a spiteful twist on Estrina’s dark hair. “If you’re lucky you’ll realize that before I knock you ouWHOOOEEERRRRGGGGGHHHH!”
Starfire abandoned what remained of her guard to cinch her free arm around the back of Macy’s head. Just like that she locked her hands, leaned backward and craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanked down on a nasty Guillotine Choke! “TAP OUT!” the Celestial Stunner demanded. “TAP OUT BEFORE I PUT YOU TO SLEEP!”
“Hold on, Macy!” Amanda Jane called from her place on the floor. “You’ve been through worse, just hold steady and find an escape hatch.” Easier said than done, the crown of Renquist’s skull was ground snug against the mat and the necessity of using her hands as braces meant she couldn’t very well slap her way out. After about ten seconds of no discernible progress, Merle strode over to the action and asked, “What do you say, Macy? Need me to call for the bell?”
“Unnnnhhh… no… not a chance.” the blonde grunted. “Sweat stain here isn’t going to get me that easyUUUUURRRRRRGGGGGHHH!”
Estrina rolled onto her side, forcing the Slappin’ Sensation to do the same. “I’d watch your mouth if I were you!” Estrina’s voice was colder than a dead star as she alternated constrictions between the Scissors and the Guillotine. “Otherwise you’ll get a guided tour of the Pits of Starfire after I make you go night-nigWHOOOOAAAAHH!”
Macy got her arms around the Singaporean’s waist and rolled both ladies so Estrina was once again on her back. Planted on her knees and the crown of her noggin, Renquist displayed some power of her own as she sloooooooowly got to her feet with Starfire still latched on tight. Estrina’s face betrayed a twinge of concern over the loss of leverage, however she retained the utmost confidence in her position, as evidenced by the way she continued to pour power into the Guillotine. Giardi noted the set of her student’s feet and clapped accordingly. “Good work, Mace! You got this! Get your bearings, then get out!”
Starfire shot her an angry look that might’ve turned into something more if the Beach Blaster hadn’t abruptly twisted in a quarter circle and took off a corner on the far side of the squared circle. This was greeted with far more breathless surprise than it would’ve warranted in a normal match because the Basement Dwellers understood (as did both wrestlers) that if Macy’s aim was the slightest bit off she and Estrina would hurtle all the way to the floor! In the end Renquist’s aim was dead on, not that Starfire much appreciated it considering that she BWUUUNGED spine-first into the roughly-padded turnbuckles. Both holds loosened without giving way, so Macy put it in reverse for half a dozen steps, then rushed the corner and BWUNG-BWUUUNGED her adversary two more times!
Wrenching her head free of the Guillotine the instant Starfire’s legs left her waist, the blonde celebrated her escape with a single Kneelift to the belly and an angry Forearm Smash across the chest. She followed this with an equally stern Front Facelock and a Single-Underhook on the brunette’s left arm. Smiling despite the obvious flush in her features, Macy cleared away from the corner, kicked her right leg all the way back, then snapped it forward to take the Celestial Stunner up, over and down with a Half Hatch Suplex that THWHUMPED her into the mat!
SNAP HALF HATCH SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZFpKVXC_LY
Estrina rolled through to a seat, one hand pressed to the canvas while the other arm cradled the back of her head. This proved of questionable strategic merit when Macy ran by, whipped around on one heel and came back twice as fast to CRAAACK a gaudy slap across the Eastern Import’s cheek! Starfire went down flat, rolled to one side and sat up a couple seconds later, one hand pressed carefully to her stinging features.
RUNNING SLAP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=P-7b0ctVe6U
“Oh good, you’re starting to get it.” Macy snarked once she’d shook the worst of the tingle from her hand. “Most chicks do after I land a good one across their snippy little mouths.”
“Hope you enjoyed it.” Starfire grunted. “Because it’s the only one you’re going to NGH!”
Macy gripped the brunette’s shoulder in one hand, went up on her tiptoes and dropped to one knee just to pound the point of her elbow into Estrina’s skull. That put an end to the brunette’s sass, meaning Renquist hauled the Celestial Stunner to her feet in blessed silence. A Front Facelock and a handful of bunny waistband were all the hooks Renquist needed to hoist her opponent off her feet and all the way to high no-NOOOO! Macy reversed course at a little before one, dropping Estrina into a short free-fall that ended with Starfire landing on her fee-CRAAAACK! Estrina found out firsthand just why they called Macy the Slappin’ Sensation when the blonde caught her on the cheek with a Bytch Slap that echoed through the Madhouse basement like a rifle shot!
Knocked flat on her back by Renquist’s punishing palm, Estrina tumbled to her stomach, braced her forearms on the mat and managed to make it to one knee before Macy clamped down on her left wrist and hauled her all the way up. A single quick Arm Wringer made sure the brunette was suitably distracted (just in case the slap wasn’t enough) while Renquist threaded her right leg around Estrina’s left, so that the blonde’s shin was snug in the pit of her foe’s knee. In the same breath she brought her left leg up ‘n around, threading it over the nape of Starfire’s neck to ensure she couldn’t do much more than look at the mat while Macy snaked her left arm under Estrina’s right bicep and wrenched it back in a particularly spiteful Armbar!
OCTOPUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-joY-4jQuXo
“NNNNNNNGGGGHHH AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” Starfire shrieked long and loud as Renquist punished her neck, shoulder and midsection in the coils of the Octopus!
Not content to grind out an easy submission, the Beach Blaster crooked her free arm into a ‘V’, put the point of that elbow against Estrina’s exposed ribs and gouged it in like a bony dagger. “How ya doin’, sweaty? Not feeling so big and bad anymore?” Macy taunted her suffering rival. “Think you can actually wrestle your way out of here or are you gonna drip on me until I get bored?”
“Shut your mouth!” Estrina snapped. “When I get out of here I’m going to OW! OW! OW! AAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
Renquist stopped grinding and started slapping, short, mean shots to tummy and glute that raised hand-shaped welts almost immediately. “You’re the one that needs to shut up.” Macy threatened. “Otherwise I might just lose my temper and slap you to sleep right now.”
There were no ropes, there were no breaks. Starfire had to do it all on her own. She clenched her fist hard to resist the temptation to tap as Macy tortured her with intermittent slapping of her ribs and yanking of her captured arm.
“Just tap! Greaseball!”, Macy barked with a tug of the arm, causing the trapped victim to yelp.
As the battle continued to heat up, Estrina's sweating intensified, as did Macy's, presenting Estrina with the conditions to slip out of the hold. The sweat-slicked battler pressed her hand against her torturer’s left heel and began to push. Macy kept the hold secured at all expense, only allowing Estrina to push off her leg slightly. But the opening was enough to let Estrina slip her head out of the heavy legs and fire a fist over her shoulder, catching the blonde by surprise!
"NGUUGGHHHH!" Renquist clutched her nose in pain, eyes tearing from the direct blow to the nose, giving Estrina time to recover.
Taking a brief moment to tend to her red-welted ribs, Estrina was soon back in the match. Starfire closed in and landed a kick in the pit of her stomach, doubling the blonde over before wrapping her arms around her head and spiking her with a sick DDT!
DDT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-SwxfYkJvw
Macy's head bounced off after the impact and rolled onto her back, placing her in the perfect position for Estrina to press laterally across her body and hook her leg for the...
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOO!!!
Macy kicked her way out of defeat, but Starfire was not worried one bit. The Celestial Stunner snatched a handful of blonde locks and pulled her up to her feet and tucked her head under her arm. Throwing Macy's arm over her shoulders, she hauled Macy overhead in one quick fluid motion and slammed her back first into the mat. Keeping the hold in position, she windmilled her legs in mid-air and rolled both of them up to their feet, and repeated with a second Snap Suplex, followed by a third!
TRIPLE SNAP SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-j9rZVu-Tws
Usually, the Asian lightweight would have gone for the top ropes which were absent in this match. Instead, Estrina floated over for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!!
Estrina raked her sweat-matted hair as she pushed onto her knees, "Come on! Get up and fight!.", Estrina growled and pushed herself to her feet, planting a few hard stomps into the stirring blonde before she pulled back up to her feet. Still wobbly from the string of Suplexes, Macy was barely standing on her feet. Instead, she had to be kept up by Estrina wrapping her arms around her waist from behind. But the crowd know full well that it was not an act of sportsmanship, at least not now. Starfire dragged Macy near the edge of the ring and hauled her overhead like a sack of potatoes!
RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tD7FeRQAunU
The blonde was flung out of the ring and landed clean on her shoulders and neck, causing some in the crowd to shy away from the carnage. Macy's body compressed like a spring before bouncing back up and flopping onto her belly, letting out a soft groan as her body settled. Merle immediately forsaked the ring out count and went off the ring to check on the Blonde Battler. Merle tried getting a response from Renquist but she can't seem to respond other than letting out painful moans. At this point, Merle raised his hand in the air and cal-- "NO! MERLE! WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH THIS!" Estrina interrupted Merle. "I'm not going to let other girls go through what I have been through!", Estrina continued, "Besides! Don't you think the crowd here wants to get their ticket's worth?" Estrina pointed through the crowd as she asked the question, sending the crowd to a feverish pitch!
"So get up! Macy! You have only gotten in one slap! And it ain't your best!", Estrina redirected her attention as the writhing Macy. Soon, the crowd could be heard chanting...
MA-CY!
MA-CY!
MA-CY!
Pressured by the crowd's enthusiasm, Merle helplessly shrugged his shoulders and rolled back into the ring where he began to count. Estrina wiped the sweat off her brows with her forearm and lowered to a crouch, patiently waiting for Macy to get up. The blonde clutched her neck in pain as she struggled to her feet. At count seven, she finally got back onto her feet, but only briefly, as she stumbled back into the barricade with both arms over it. Within the ring, Starfire let out a slight grin and charged out of the ring. Taking off at the edge, she pointed her knees towards the weary rival and planted them into her chest!
METEORA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCY71LFGpPk
"NGGGHHHHHHHHH!" Macy clutched her chest in pain before dropping onto her knees.
"We ain't done sweating babe!" Estrina informed Macy as she grabbed onto each piece of her top and dragged her back into the ring when the unexpected happened - Macy's top snapped right off her body, exposing her bare breasts!
"Sorry but not sorry! This is FAWN and you should expect this to happen anytime, anywhere!" Estrina unapologetically commented on Macy's wardrobe malfunction amidst the cat calls in the arena. Starfire switched her grasp to the blonde locks and tossed her back into the ring. Shortly after, the Asian lightweight slid in for the cover...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!!
Macy kicked out of a near fall once again! This time round, Estrina began to show some signs of frustration as sweat trickled down her cheeks and dripped off her chin. "Gosh, I'm soaked through my clothes..." Estrina tried her best to remain composed as she tied her hair into a ponytail, demonstrating that she meant business from herein.
Macy rolled onto the side, and slowly pushed to her knee, still disoriented from the devastating string of attacks. Estrina stood before Macy and raised her left arm, swiping off some off her armpit sweat and SLAPPED Macy's head sideward, spraying mist of sweat and spit!
"Here's a taste of what's coming your way!" Estrina warned her tenacious rival, who’s face was welted with Estrina's handprint.
Renquist flipped the hair out of her eyes before running the back of her wrist across her mouth. “That it?” the blonde snarled. “All I get is a taste?”
Starfire’s eyes narrowed. “Oh, you want more?” She punctuated with a second slap, harder and faster than the one before. It CRAAACKED off Macy’s cheek with enough force to make the first several rows cringe, but Renquist only nodded even as Estrina’s brand grew brighter and brighter.
“Not bad… if you’re a cheerleader throwing a hissy fit.” Macy brought both hands up, not for a slap, but a shove, a rough, dismissive thing that rocked Starfire back on her heels. “C’MON BABY!” the Slappin’ Sensation demanded. “YOU WANNA PLAY MY GAME, YOU BETTER COME AT ME WITH MORE THAN--”
Estrina clapped her blazing cheek with the stiffest Slap yet, then drew that hand back across the opposite shoulder so she could warm the other side with an equally savage Back--CRA-CRAACK!
Macy stormed into the breach with a pair of left-right Slaps to the brunette’s cheeks! “That‘s how it‘s done, sweaty!” Renquist barked as Estrina blinked the stars from her eyes. “If you can’t handle it, turn around and strut your cute little ass outta this--” The Celestial Stunner abandoned the Slap Fight in favor of a big Clothesline, alas Macy wasn’t quite as willing to take heavier ordinance on the chin so she doubled over and flicked her right leg up n’ over her back to THWHACK the side of that foot in behind her opponent’s left ear. Head ringing, Estrina went to one knee thus allowing Renquist the opportunity to back off several paces. With Starfire’s attention temporarily diverted, Macy charged in, hopped up and landed on her opponent’s back just long enough to thread her legs under Estrina’s biceps. Then she wrapped her arms around the other wrestler’s waist and rolled right on through to THWHUMP Starfire down flat on her back courtesy of a gorgeous Yoshi Tonic. Holding snug on the Waistlock after impact, Renquist pressed her chest tight against Estrina’s squirming haunches to keep her glued to the canvas for…
PALM STRIKES, SCORPION KICK & YOSHI TONIC:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-wSyyzRcQU
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Starfire didn’t kick out so much as she somersaulted out, the Celestial Stunner coming to rest on all fours a short distance from her opposition. The Slappin’ Sensation thought it was a good look on the brunette yet she had something even better in mind, which was why she strode up and STAMPED on Starfire’s right hand! Estrina yelped and pushed to one knee, her throbbing hand held tight against her chest. That was much more to the blonde’s liking so she grabbed a double handful of hair and jerked the penitent battler into a quick Kneelift between the eyes. Starfire’s head snapped back and she would’ve toppled forward if she hadn’t braced her good hand against the mat. But she didn’t go down, the brunette’s vaunted durability proving quite valuable in-- THWHACK!
SHINING WIZARD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=axMwm35qBxo
Macy charged in, hopped onto Estrina’s posted right thigh and used it as a perch to drive the point of her right knee into the side of Starfire’s head. The Eastern Import hit the deck in a woozy sprawl, though she managed to twist onto her side so Renquist couldn’t try for an immediate cover.
“Oh, don’t think you’re getting off that easy.” Macy grunted as she laid claim to Estrina’s left leg. “Easy went out the window as soon as you tried to break me in half with that Suplex. Now I’m going to tie you in a knot or slap your teeth into the third row!”
Still woozy from the Shining Wizard, Starfire twisted onto her back and drew her free leg up to aim a kick at the blonde’s midsection. “What’s the matter, not used to playing rough? I thought you were supposed to UUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHH!”
The move nerds in attendance had thought Renquist was looking for a Single Leg Crab, so they were surprised and pleased when Amanda Jane’s star student dropped into a deep crouch that stretched the captured leg out over her left thigh. In that same instant Macy leaned down, cinched her right arm around Estrina’s head and reefed back to craaaaaaaaaaaaaank her neck with a cleverly modified Guillotine Choke!
LEG TRAP GUILLOTINE CHOKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEM9VgZwwV0
“Yeah, that’s right punk, no slipping your way out of this!” Renquist taunted after a good ten seconds of squirming did nothing but cramp Starfire’s trapped leg.
“Yuuuuhhhhh…. you’re not going to submit me!” Estrina grunted even as she waggled a finger ‘no’ for the official. “You don’t have the will to make me quEEEEERRRGGGGHHHHH!”
The Beach Blaster really yoked down on the hold, earning a round of pained thrashing from Estrina’s free leg. Macy grinned, nodded to Amanda Jane who mouthed ‘Pour it on, girl.’ “Sorry, could you repeat that?” she teased. “I couldn’t hear anything over the sound of your pride crumblinnngggrrrhhh oohhh you bytch, stop that!”
Estrina couldn’t shake her head ‘no’ so she just pounded a few more punches into the blonde’s exposed chest. “Let go and I’ll consider it! Otherwise I’ll just keep hammering away at these perky tits of yourNNNNGGGHHHH!”
Renquist gave up the Facelock to pound a trio of heavy Forearm Smashes across Starfire’s hunched shoulders. That put an end to the defiant punching but did nothing for Macy’s mood, as evidenced by the mean-spirited way she peeled Estrina off the canvas. “I should probably strip you down for that crap you pulled earlier.” she mused once Starfire was folded over and trapped in a snug Standing Headscissors. “But teach over there has always taught me to fight for my own victories, not someone else’s, so Gladiatrix is gonna have to wait. Not that they won’t love this shyt.”
The Slappin’ Sensation swatted Estrina’s glutes, cinched both arms around her waist and spun her up onto her shoulders. The Basement Dwellers started to cheer only to gasp, then roar all the louder when Renquist charged the edge of the ring and leapt off into the void to deliver one of the most devastating Powerbombs in recent memory!
RUNNING LIGER BOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=74DDUsDSGRk
The Powerbomb took out any fight left in Estrina as she laid still motionless, other than the rhythmic rising and falling of her chest. Macy, on the other hand was not faring too well either. Still feeling the damage from the bumps she took, Macy slumps onto the floor clutching her neck as Merle began to count them out. The basement dwellers began to cheer...
ES-TRI-NA!
ES-TRI-NA!
ES-TRI-NA!
Hoping she can come back from the devastating Powerbomb. But slowly, another name began growing louder and louder...
MA-CY!
MA-CY!
MA-CY!
The crowd has been divided into two factions! Renquist rolled onto her belly and pushed onto her fours and slowly clawed towards to ring. Barely able to keep it together, she relied on the apron to pull herself back to her feet. The count continued up to 11, at this point, the crowd went into a feverish pitch as the Celestial Stunner began stirring while Macy was still resting head down on the canvas. Macy sluggishly lifted her leg onto the apron, slipping off the edge once or twice before managing to hook the groove of her boots onto the edge and pull herself back into the ring and rolled away from the edge where she laid in a spread eagle.
The count reached FIFTEEN! Estrina was barely able to stand without support from the barricade. But like she always does, she dug deep and quickly staggered back into the ring! Surviving the count out by a fraction of a second!
The crowd broke into a round of applause for the outstanding courage and strength displayed by both girls, but there could only be one winner from this contest. Both wrestlers sluggishly rolled onto their fours and crawled towards each other, gently butting heads and relied on each other to pull themselves to their feet.
With their eyelids drooping, it was like their soul had left their body, leaving them to fight based on their bodies’ memories.
Macy grabbed Estrina’s ponytail and pulled her face away from her as she reeled her right palm backwards. THWACK! Macy sent a mist of sweat floating in the air as the slap connected, snapping Estrina’s head aside as she dropped on one knee and a palm.
Dog-tired, the Slappin’ Sensation doubled over with her palms on her knees, giving Starfire a bit of time to get back on her feet. Estrina swiped Macy’s hair away from her face and grabbed a handful of the blonde’s locks, pulling her straight up before returning the favor with a THWACK!
Macy stumbled back, finding her balance just in time to keep herself erected. Estrina, too, ended with palms on her knee, taking deep breaths to recover. Macy quickly made use of this window of opportunity to CRACK another slap across the Singaporean’s cheek!
The pair would exchange slaps three to four times sending mist of sweat into the air before Macy dealt the biggest slap that could be heard from every nook and cranny of the arena! The crowd went “Ooooooo....sssss”, imagining the pain of the slap from the Slap Queen.
Estrina was stunned and shaken, It was a surprise to everyone that she was still standing. Macy let out a sigh and fired another sla— Estrina ducked under the swing of the arm, throwing Macy off balance as she tucked her head under her arm and wrapped her arms around the waist, hauling her backwards with a high-angle Back Suplex!
THUD! Macy was dropped on her neck once more, sucking the life out of her. However, Estrina was unable to bridge for a pin given the bomb and slaps she has just suffered.
The arena filled up with cheers again as Merle started counting them. Estrina slowly rolled herself over and sloppily laid an arm over Macy’s bare chest for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
Macy threw an arm up with just enough strength to roll her shoulder off the canvas, barely surviving the fall. Starfire rolled back onto her back, raking her hair back, trying to stay focused.
Estrina got onto her side and pushed herself to her feet, taking a moment a breather before doubling over and snatched a handful of blonde locks when Renquist tripped her forward with a leg scissor!
Estrina frantically shook her head ‘no’ and threw desperate elbows as Renquist folded her legs between her own, one arm under her arm and across her neck. Fortunately for the White-clad battler, one of her elbows connected and knocked her attacker off her back, narrowly escaping the jaws of defeat.
Macy got back onto her feet, clutching her hurt face and pulled Estrina back to her feet with a single ar— Estrina snatched her by the wrist and wrenched her arm. Caught by surprise, Macy was tugged towards The Celestial Stunner as she struck her with a jumping high knee!
Macy’s head snapped backwards as she backpedaled to the edge. Estrina hopped a few steps backwards raising her finger into the air and charged towards the wobbly Slapped with a Starstr—NOOOO! Macy dropped herself to her fours and Estrina continued on her trajectory outside of the ring!
THUD! Estrina crash landed on the ringside and groaned painfully as the crowd empathized. Merle began counting as Estrina struggled to even sit up. Macy still on her fours rolled out of the ring and tiredly moved towards her ragged opponent.
“UGHHH”, Macy used what little strength she had left and pulled Estrina onto her feet. Catching her in a clinch, she pushed Estrina onto the barricade and pulled down the straps on her one piece. Starfire, too tired to spend any energy on mustering any unnecessary reaction found her top stripped bare when The Slappin’ Sensation raised an arm overhead and SLAPPED Estrina across her modest bust!!!
Estrina’s face writhed in agony and crossed her arms over the chest. Still salty about her top coming off, Macy was not letting go of the opportunity to punish Estrina. She peeled Starfire’s arms off and CRAAACKED another hard slap across the chest, causing Starfire to yelp in pain!
Satisfied, she yanked Estrina by the hair and threw her back into the ring, following shortly after— Estrina quickly got onto her feet and dropped a leg across the back of Renquist’s neck, bring her short-lived momentum to an end.
The Celestial Stunner rolled Macy flat onto her back and pressed across laterally for the...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
Macy shot her arm out of defeat once more! Estrina slammed her fist in frustration before pummeling Macy’s face with hammer blows!
Macy was no longer making sense of where she was as Estrina pulled her back up onto feet and planted her with a textbook Body Slam. Estrina backpedaled a few steps back and jumped into the air as she ran, slamming her body weight across Macy with the running splash, the best she could do at this stage.
Estrina hooked Macy’s leg and nodded her head as Merle slapped...
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOO!!!
Renquist inched a shoulder off the mat, earning a round of applause from the Basement Dwellers and a sigh of relief from Amanda Jane. Estrina didn’t bother to double check the count with the ref, she’d felt Macy escape with half a heartbeat to spare. “Just means I’ll have to hit you harder this time.” the sweat-soaked battler huffed once she’d wrapped Renquist’s ponytail around her fists. Back on her feet with a weary groan, Starfire hauled her blonde up in stages, then trapped Macy in a Waistlock that dug her knotted hands deep into opposing belly. “Sorry I didn’t get to give you a taste of the Solar Flare.” she murmured in Macy’s ear. “But I look forward to crushing you with it if you’re brave enough to ask for a remaOOOOWWWW!”
Renquist’s hands were widely regarded as her most dangerous weapons (and rightly so) but the Slappin’ Sensation was quite versatile when she needed to be, as evidenced by the hard STOMP she dropped on Starfire’s toes! Estrina yelped and loosened her grip enough for Renquist to twist free in a go-behind that put her on the brunette’s six. Snatching Starfire’s right wrist in her left hand, Macy put her other palm between the Celestial Stunner’s shoulders and pushed just hard enough to spin her around in a half circle and CRAAAAAAAACK!
B*TCHMAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VVwV6aKxsIk&sns=em
The Bytchmaker came out of nowhere, a thunderous Overhand Slap that caught Estrina flush across the cheek. Starfire’s hands dropped to her sides, her knees gave out and she started to--
“CATCH HER, MACY!” Giardi shouted the warning but it was too late.
Instead of dropping onto her face like all the previous recipients, Starfire twisted around in a half circle and toppled from the squared circle to the thinly-padded mats below!
“F*CK.” Macy snarled as she looked down on the smoldering, sweating wreckage.
“Go get her, Mace. Now.”
The Astonishing One’s tone brooked no insolence, so Renquist hopped off the ledge, dropped to one knee and helped herself to handfuls of trunks and tresses. “All right, you nasty little sweat hog, time to get back inside. Up we go!” Estrina’s response to the blonde’s tugging was minimal, meaning her bottoms were a lot less conservative by the time Macy hooked a Half Nelson and hoisted her near deadweight onto the apron. Getting the glassy-eyed grappler away from the edge with a couple hard shoves, Renquist slid in after her, splashed down across Starfire’s chest and hooked the far leg for…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Estrina shot an arm into the air much to the shock of the entire Madhouse, none more so than Macy Renquist. “COME ON, MERLE!” she shouted at the official. “THAT WAS THREE! THIS CHICK IS DO--”
“Don’t waste your breath arguing, Macy.” Amanda Jane ordered. “Girl got up from one? Give her another. Then keep giving her more until she’s satisfied.”
In this case ‘satisfied’ was synonymous with unconscious, so the Beach Blaster buried her hands in Estrina’s dark hair and peeeeeeled her off the canvas. Still on their feet following the incredible escape, Starfire’s fans pleaded with their heroine to dig deep even as Renquist secured the Waistlock, then the Wristlock and finally the shove, each element of the ripcord working in harmony to CRAAAAAAAAAACK!
B*TCHMAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VVwV6aKxsIk&sns=em
The second Bytchmaker swiveled Estrina’s head to the side in a fine cloud of sweat that was still hanging in the air when she crumpled to all fours and slopped onto her back. On any other night Macy would’ve gone for the cover, no way the chick was a threat after a shot like that, but Starfire was maddeningly durable and teach had told her to give until she could give no more so she mounted the brunette’s waist and flattened her hands into paddles. Beneath her, Estrina groaned and damned if she didn’t try to sit up and--CRAAACK!
Renquist clouted Starfire across the mouth to stretch her out flat, then fetched her another massive Slap that twisted the Celestial Stunner’s head to the side. They were a pair of extremely nasty shots to come on the heels of the night’s SECOND Bytchmaker, but Merle didn’t ask for a submission because Estrina managed to cover up behind a weary guard about half a heartbeat before Macy unleashed a second wave, the infuriated blonde’s percussive palms just CRACK, CRACK, CRAAACKING off her opponent’s forearms and biceps.
“TAP OUT!” Renquist demanded between shots. “TAP OUT OR GO TO SLEEP!”
“NUUUHHHH--NEVER!” Estrina shouted from behind her crumbling defenses. “YOU CAN’T MAKE NGH! NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Macy went at Starfire even harder and though the brunette’s guard held up, more and more slaps were getting though to her head. Noting Estrina’s slowly bicycling legs, Merle hurried over and asked, “What do you say, Estrina? Do you give? Do you give!”
“No!” Starfire moaned from behind her forearms. “No, I doNOOOOOOOO!”
Renquist snatched hold of Estrina’s wrists and stretched them high over her head. In the same instant she slid forward and planted her crotch against the brunette’s chin. With Starfire utterly defenseless, Macy CRA-CRA-CRA-CRAAACKED her face half a dozen times and was on her way to oh so many more when Merle threw a signal to the Timekeeper. The bell CLANGED with Macy’s left hand raised for yet another Slap, but she rolled off her mount when the Announcer called, “Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has stopped the match! Therefore, your winner via technical knock-out… MACY RENQUIST!”
Breathing hard in the wake of her exhausting victory, the Slappin’ Sensation draped a hand over her bare chest, but made no move to rise until Amanda Jane walked over and offered a hand. “Excellent work, Mace.” Giardi said once her protégé was back on her feet. “Starfire’s no easy out, grinding her down like that is--”
“Doesn’t look like I ground hard enough.” Renquist muttered. “Stubborn bytch is still moving.”
‘Moving’ was a bit generous, but Estrina had thrown an arm over her reddened face.
‘Manda J noticed the anger in the blonde’s eyes and laid a hand on her arm. “You won. She lost. That should be enough.”
“Ripped my top off, teach. I can’t let that go.”
The veteran sighed and took a step back. “You stop when I say, understand?”
Macy didn’t answer, rather she planted a foot on either side of her opponent’s head and dropped to her knees, all the better to settle her glutes atop Starfire’s slap-reddened face. “Hey there, sweaty.” she waggled her hips hard enough to make Estrina moan. “How’d you like my slaps?” Estrina moaned into those black briefs and tried to bridge up, so Renquist slapped her tummy until it collapsed, then took the brunette’s nipples between thumb and forefinger and gave them a sharp twist. Starfire squealed, beat her heels against the canvas and tried to twist from side to side.
“MMMMMRRRRRPPPPHHHGAAAAAHHHH!”
“What’s the matter, you don’t like this catty shyt?” the blonde taunted. “Maybe next time you’ll keep your hands off my top!”
Macy emphasized this suggestion with another sharp twist, one that might’ve continued for quite some time if Amanda Jane hadn’t swatted her on the shoulder. “That’s enough, Mace. Don’t be tacky.”
Macy pushed to one knee after a final twist, but didn’t get up until she’d grabbed a handful of the brunette’s hair. “See you next time, baby.” She let Estrina’s head drop, got to her feet and flashed a beaming smile when Amanda Jane raised her hand.
Walking up the ramp shortly thereafter, Giardi asked, “So how does it feel to win at your first All Hallows Evil?”
“Damned good. Can’t wait for next year, I’d love to have a match in the Hall of Mirr--”
A cheer from the Basement Dwellers turned Macy and her mentor back to the squared circle. “That’s… impressive.” Amanda Jane murmured.
“Bytch just doesn’t know when to stay down.” Macy growled.
Sure enough, Estrina had made it to her knees and was staring daggers at the Beach Blaster.
“You want to do this right now?” Renquist called out. “Come and get it, sweat rag!”
Starfire clambered to her feet, but stopped when Merle put a hand on her shoulder.
“Next time.” she promised.