Post by EmmaWoods007 on Feb 16, 2021 9:10:04 GMT
KAYCEE CASSIDY
ALEJANDRA FERNANDEZ
…Less than forty-eight hours after nearly flipping the script on EurAsia Title Contender, Irma Irons, Kaycee Cassidy was right back in the thick of it and competing on live television. Unfortunately, The Angel seemed to have ended up on the wrong end of a beating.
With the action having spilled out over to the outside of the ring, Alejandra Fernandez was in no mood to take prisoners, releasing a deep grunt as she pivoted on the spot and launched a dazed Kaycee into a sprint by way of Irish Whip. Cassidy, not in control of her actions, did as she was bid, dashing across the barely padded concrete until, at the last second, she registered the impending danger and, at the very least, managed to turn herself about. Back first, she SLAMMED into the steel steps with an audible CLANG, the crowd responding in sympathy as Kaycee let out a cry, buckling from the impact and slumping over the furniture.
Without hesitation, Alejandra was back on her, the Prototype unrelenting in the pursuit of her goals, rolling her shoulders as she reached her opponent. With Cassidy still reeling, Fernandez pushed down on the girls shoulders to brace her flat against the cold steel, before CLUBBING the brunette with a STIFF forearm across her exposed chest!
Kaycee released a hollow groan as her whole body bucked before laying limp, a prime target for Fernandez to repeat the process a second time, beating the poor woman at her mercy with ruthless intent. A third followed and, each time, the smaller brunette’s athletic stems kicked up into the air in recoil before slumping, The Angel looking as tenderised as a Babyface could be.
“SEVEN!”
The Official called from inside the ring, continuing in his ten count that would disqualify them both should the duo of competitors not get a hustle on. Alejandra paid him passing interest before adjusting her grip, grabbing Cassidy by the back of her neck and peeling her remains back off the steel steps.
Looking winded, Kaycee did as she was prompted, an additional handhold about her belt ensuring that she could be shovelled back into the squared circle beneath the bottom rope, the young woman rolling over a few times before she settled close to the centre. Back on the canvas, she started to get up, popping one of her legs up at the knee as she inhaled a fresh, ragged breath, shaking her head in pain.
“EIGHT!”
Alejandra pulled herself up onto the apron, ducking herself back inside the ring between the top and middle ropes, looking like she could take on the whole world right now. This time last year, she was a mainstay on the PPV circuit and now, after a high-profile loss at Thrills, Chills and Spills, she was in danger of tumbling back down the card and into obscurity, a fate the Muscle of Bad Reputation would not abide.
In the time it took Fernandez to catch back up to her, Cassidy had fought her way up to one knee and Alejandra bullied her the rest of the way back up to boot leather, tugging on the back of other brunettes’ neck and forcing the young woman to look her in the eye. Unfortunately for the Mexican Mauler, it was an unspoken challenge that The Angel saw fit to answer and then some, rearing back before CRACKING her opponent across the torso with a blistering CHOP!!
The SMACK of flesh meeting flesh echoed out across the arena and the FAWNatics re-found their voices as a wincing Fernandez back peddled a full step. Cassidy was far from finished, steeling resolve and straightening her stance, NAILING Alejandra with a second CHOP, then a third, each strike building in intensity as Alejandra was sent into a full retreat. After being NAILED a fourth time across her now weltering torso, Fernandez’s back was pressed up against the ring ropes, and the crowd were cheering heartily.
Emboldened with success, Kaycee pressed into close with her opponents equally firm body, the pair of them boasting two of the sturdiest frames in the Lightweight Division, grabbed her by the wrist and pulled. Turning in a sharp pivot, Cassidy propelled Alejandra into a sprint across the ring by way of Irish Whip, sending her into a run that was beyond her control.
Fernandez was swift to meet the opposite set of ring ropes and, after turning herself about into them, the rubber coated steel propelled her back across the canvas, picking up momentum as she went. Kaycee was there to meet her in the centre, bracing herself…
…and EATING a devastating Big Boot!
BIG BOOT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iN3s_peiUCU
Caught clean against her chest, Cassidy went down hard, hitting the canvas across her back and grunting, struggling to inhale a fresh breath as she rolled over onto her side and cradled her forcibly compressed torso. The FAWNatics deflated as she turtled, the young woman so close to seizing victory, and yet so very far away, the House Show Circuit favourite lightly tapping the tip of her right boot down on the canvas in distress.
Fernandez, back in control, marched on over to the ring ropes and regarded the booing spectators with cold irritation as she exhaled sharply, mastering her frustrations and forcing them not to show on her face. She made a show of ‘reloading her biceps’ before turning her attention back to the penitent Cassidy.
Again, the young woman had stubbornly forced her way up to one knee, and Fernandez STOMPED her against the side of her ribs for her tenacity. Understandably, Kaycee released a yelp and tumbled over to sitting, arms circling her chest as she grimaced, still struggling to get up. Alejandra rewarded her with a second stomp, this time to the young woman’s thigh and now the FAWNatics were truly against Fernandez for the duration of the contest.
Feeling as though her point had been made, Alejandra smacked the other brunette across her cheek before hauling The Angel to her feet, the Prototype…
…reaping what she sowed, Cassidy taking exception to her condescending mistreatment and, as much to her surprise as anyone, WHACKED her adversary across the bridge of her unsuspecting nose with a sweet little Headbutt!
The crowd popped as Fernandez’s noggin shot backwards on her shoulders, Alejandra compelled to cradle her pain laced features as her senses exploded with pain. Bleary eyed, she didn’t see the next blow coming, the resurging Kaycee punting her in her rigid gut with the toe of her right boot!
Suddenly winded, expelling a pained grunt of air, the Muscle of Bad Reputation folded forwards before, with a shimmy in her hips, she dropped down to one knee. Perfectly positioned, her noggin was pulled forwards into a stiff little Front Headlock and, with Cassidy shooting her free hand up high whilst she belted out a Warcry, The Angel threw herself backwards, dragging Alejandra with her and SPIKING the crown of her skull into the barely yielding plywood!!
THE GAME CHANGER: @0:05
www.youtube.com/watch?v=79aIBniGqqg
The Kneeling DDT could not have been hit truer, and Alejandra’s whole body jolted with a sharp spasm before she rolled over onto her back, parts over her anatomy still quivering when Kaycee threw herself atop her to collect a pinfall.
The Official was quickly on hand to count…
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
And the House Show crowd exploded, showering one of their staple competitors with praise as she pulled out a much-needed victory on live broadcast.
THE GOLDEN TOUCH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGx645XXJmI
…returned to the loud speakers to make the whole thing official, Cassidy rolling up onto her knees in relief before, with a surge of adrenaline, she pushed up to her feet quickly and found centre ring. Biting her bottom lip in joy, she placed her hands behind her head and, for the benefit of the hard camera, thrust her left hip out to the side sharply before doing likewise to the right, showing herself off to everyone watching, before flashing a fresh smile and pointing out at the audience with both arms.
Whilst saluting those in attendance the whole way, The Angel paced on over to one corner and, in spite of her aches and pains, she climbed all the way up to the second turnbuckle. Her perch secured, she brought her hands up to her lips and leaned backwards, bellowing out the words…
“WHOSE GOT MY BACK!?!”
…and the FAWNatics responded…
“WE GOT YOUR BACK!!”
…before following up with fresh cheers.
The brunette flashed them a fresh grin as she remained on her pedestal, letting the moment wash over her, smirking to herself at a new thought, liking the ring to it.
Kaycee Cassidy.
The Game Changer.
ALEJANDRA FERNANDEZ
…Less than forty-eight hours after nearly flipping the script on EurAsia Title Contender, Irma Irons, Kaycee Cassidy was right back in the thick of it and competing on live television. Unfortunately, The Angel seemed to have ended up on the wrong end of a beating.
With the action having spilled out over to the outside of the ring, Alejandra Fernandez was in no mood to take prisoners, releasing a deep grunt as she pivoted on the spot and launched a dazed Kaycee into a sprint by way of Irish Whip. Cassidy, not in control of her actions, did as she was bid, dashing across the barely padded concrete until, at the last second, she registered the impending danger and, at the very least, managed to turn herself about. Back first, she SLAMMED into the steel steps with an audible CLANG, the crowd responding in sympathy as Kaycee let out a cry, buckling from the impact and slumping over the furniture.
Without hesitation, Alejandra was back on her, the Prototype unrelenting in the pursuit of her goals, rolling her shoulders as she reached her opponent. With Cassidy still reeling, Fernandez pushed down on the girls shoulders to brace her flat against the cold steel, before CLUBBING the brunette with a STIFF forearm across her exposed chest!
Kaycee released a hollow groan as her whole body bucked before laying limp, a prime target for Fernandez to repeat the process a second time, beating the poor woman at her mercy with ruthless intent. A third followed and, each time, the smaller brunette’s athletic stems kicked up into the air in recoil before slumping, The Angel looking as tenderised as a Babyface could be.
“SEVEN!”
The Official called from inside the ring, continuing in his ten count that would disqualify them both should the duo of competitors not get a hustle on. Alejandra paid him passing interest before adjusting her grip, grabbing Cassidy by the back of her neck and peeling her remains back off the steel steps.
Looking winded, Kaycee did as she was prompted, an additional handhold about her belt ensuring that she could be shovelled back into the squared circle beneath the bottom rope, the young woman rolling over a few times before she settled close to the centre. Back on the canvas, she started to get up, popping one of her legs up at the knee as she inhaled a fresh, ragged breath, shaking her head in pain.
“EIGHT!”
Alejandra pulled herself up onto the apron, ducking herself back inside the ring between the top and middle ropes, looking like she could take on the whole world right now. This time last year, she was a mainstay on the PPV circuit and now, after a high-profile loss at Thrills, Chills and Spills, she was in danger of tumbling back down the card and into obscurity, a fate the Muscle of Bad Reputation would not abide.
In the time it took Fernandez to catch back up to her, Cassidy had fought her way up to one knee and Alejandra bullied her the rest of the way back up to boot leather, tugging on the back of other brunettes’ neck and forcing the young woman to look her in the eye. Unfortunately for the Mexican Mauler, it was an unspoken challenge that The Angel saw fit to answer and then some, rearing back before CRACKING her opponent across the torso with a blistering CHOP!!
The SMACK of flesh meeting flesh echoed out across the arena and the FAWNatics re-found their voices as a wincing Fernandez back peddled a full step. Cassidy was far from finished, steeling resolve and straightening her stance, NAILING Alejandra with a second CHOP, then a third, each strike building in intensity as Alejandra was sent into a full retreat. After being NAILED a fourth time across her now weltering torso, Fernandez’s back was pressed up against the ring ropes, and the crowd were cheering heartily.
Emboldened with success, Kaycee pressed into close with her opponents equally firm body, the pair of them boasting two of the sturdiest frames in the Lightweight Division, grabbed her by the wrist and pulled. Turning in a sharp pivot, Cassidy propelled Alejandra into a sprint across the ring by way of Irish Whip, sending her into a run that was beyond her control.
Fernandez was swift to meet the opposite set of ring ropes and, after turning herself about into them, the rubber coated steel propelled her back across the canvas, picking up momentum as she went. Kaycee was there to meet her in the centre, bracing herself…
…and EATING a devastating Big Boot!
BIG BOOT
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iN3s_peiUCU
Caught clean against her chest, Cassidy went down hard, hitting the canvas across her back and grunting, struggling to inhale a fresh breath as she rolled over onto her side and cradled her forcibly compressed torso. The FAWNatics deflated as she turtled, the young woman so close to seizing victory, and yet so very far away, the House Show Circuit favourite lightly tapping the tip of her right boot down on the canvas in distress.
Fernandez, back in control, marched on over to the ring ropes and regarded the booing spectators with cold irritation as she exhaled sharply, mastering her frustrations and forcing them not to show on her face. She made a show of ‘reloading her biceps’ before turning her attention back to the penitent Cassidy.
Again, the young woman had stubbornly forced her way up to one knee, and Fernandez STOMPED her against the side of her ribs for her tenacity. Understandably, Kaycee released a yelp and tumbled over to sitting, arms circling her chest as she grimaced, still struggling to get up. Alejandra rewarded her with a second stomp, this time to the young woman’s thigh and now the FAWNatics were truly against Fernandez for the duration of the contest.
Feeling as though her point had been made, Alejandra smacked the other brunette across her cheek before hauling The Angel to her feet, the Prototype…
…reaping what she sowed, Cassidy taking exception to her condescending mistreatment and, as much to her surprise as anyone, WHACKED her adversary across the bridge of her unsuspecting nose with a sweet little Headbutt!
The crowd popped as Fernandez’s noggin shot backwards on her shoulders, Alejandra compelled to cradle her pain laced features as her senses exploded with pain. Bleary eyed, she didn’t see the next blow coming, the resurging Kaycee punting her in her rigid gut with the toe of her right boot!
Suddenly winded, expelling a pained grunt of air, the Muscle of Bad Reputation folded forwards before, with a shimmy in her hips, she dropped down to one knee. Perfectly positioned, her noggin was pulled forwards into a stiff little Front Headlock and, with Cassidy shooting her free hand up high whilst she belted out a Warcry, The Angel threw herself backwards, dragging Alejandra with her and SPIKING the crown of her skull into the barely yielding plywood!!
THE GAME CHANGER: @0:05
www.youtube.com/watch?v=79aIBniGqqg
The Kneeling DDT could not have been hit truer, and Alejandra’s whole body jolted with a sharp spasm before she rolled over onto her back, parts over her anatomy still quivering when Kaycee threw herself atop her to collect a pinfall.
The Official was quickly on hand to count…
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
And the House Show crowd exploded, showering one of their staple competitors with praise as she pulled out a much-needed victory on live broadcast.
THE GOLDEN TOUCH
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGx645XXJmI
…returned to the loud speakers to make the whole thing official, Cassidy rolling up onto her knees in relief before, with a surge of adrenaline, she pushed up to her feet quickly and found centre ring. Biting her bottom lip in joy, she placed her hands behind her head and, for the benefit of the hard camera, thrust her left hip out to the side sharply before doing likewise to the right, showing herself off to everyone watching, before flashing a fresh smile and pointing out at the audience with both arms.
Whilst saluting those in attendance the whole way, The Angel paced on over to one corner and, in spite of her aches and pains, she climbed all the way up to the second turnbuckle. Her perch secured, she brought her hands up to her lips and leaned backwards, bellowing out the words…
“WHOSE GOT MY BACK!?!”
…and the FAWNatics responded…
“WE GOT YOUR BACK!!”
…before following up with fresh cheers.
The brunette flashed them a fresh grin as she remained on her pedestal, letting the moment wash over her, smirking to herself at a new thought, liking the ring to it.
Kaycee Cassidy.
The Game Changer.