Post by hawkeye on Sept 5, 2022 14:15:20 GMT
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is--”
The Announcer trailed off in confusion as the arena lights dropped away all at once. This gloom didn’t last long as the speakers offered up a soft rasp that gave way to the staccato opening of Panic at the Disco’s ‘Say Amen’ (Saturday Night)
SAY AMEN (SATURDAY NIGHT):
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sy8wclUmYWA
Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore
Been waiting for somebody else to carry me
There's nothing else there for me at my door
All the people I know aren't who they used to be
And if I try to change my life one more day
There would be nobody else to save
And I can't change into a person I don't wanna be, so
Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah
The lights returned with the chorus, a frantic bluish-white strobe that made it difficult to focus on the three figures that now stood atop the stage. Going on instinct rather than visual confirmation, the Announcer tried again. “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit and it is for the FAWN Tag Team Championship!Introducing first, they are the challengers. Being accompanied to the ring by Daphne Dufresne, hailing from Morningside California and weighing in at a combined total of two hundred and seventy one pounds. Lucy Harker and Mina Murray, individually they are so much more than you can handle, but together they are SCANDALOUS!”
DAPHNE DUFRESNE:
LUCY HARKER:
MINA MURRAY:
The strobes pointed at the stage lessened enough to reveal Lucy and Mina with Daphne between them, all three ladies holding their hands high in the ‘W’ sigil they’d adopted as a crest. For tonight’s triumphant return to their home promotion (after almost two years spent terrorizing half a dozen European feds) the challengers wore heartstoppin’ fightin’ white one-pieces adorned with high cut hips, a plunging neckline and a light dusting of silver glitter. Matching boots and pads completed their seasonally salacious look.
“At least these idiots didn't forget what a real tag team looks like.” Daphne said to partners in crime. “Ready to remind them what we can do?”
“All that and more.” Lucy agreed. “Those titles are going to look phenomenal around our waists.”
“Let's get to it, then.” Mina said with a nasty smile. “It's been far too long since I've beat up a gangster and a space alien.”
Evening plans set thusly, the terrible trio started down the ramp with Daphne in the lead and Scandalous a little behind in their usual hip swinging lock-step. Gifting any and all of their detractors with that devious ‘W’ and a several choice curse words, the ladies abruptly dismissed the sheeple and raced for the ring with Lucy just far enough in front to hop onto the apron. Feet planted firm, Harker leaned back against the ropes as first Mina and then Daphne shot underneath to enter the squared circle. Once they were in place she hooked her arms over the top rope and dipped her hips to roll into the ring herself. She landed just in front of Mina and Daphne and the crowd, long-time Scandalous haters that they were couldn’t help but cheer as it looked like they’d finally get-- the hateful threesome spun away from each other and raised the W’s high, their salute far more effective than any middle finger.
The challengers were still basking in the amassed vitriol when the Announcer resumed his duties. “And introducing their opponents! Hailing from Bridgeport, California and Stovington, Vermont respectively and weighing in at combined total of two hundred and forty-four pounds. They are the Neo-Noir Knockout VERONICA TREYMANE and the Girl that Gravity Forgot, LILY BURLINGAME! Together they are the FAWN Tag Team Champions… COSMIC NOIR!”
The low red glare of the Star Strider's entrance was augmented by a gout of flame sparking from the floor at the bottom of the ramp and burning rapidly up its wick until it reached the pool of darkness at the top. All at once the predicted explosion of noise and pyro went off, a huge KA-BOOM of red bursting loud enough to swallow the introductory riff of 'Comeback Kid’. When the lights came back the music immediately cut to the first verse of ‘Machine Gun Blues’ and those gathered for Red, White & Bruised turned their attention to the brightest constellation in the Tag Team Galaxy.
LILY BURLINGAME:
VERONICA TREYMANE:
“From twins to triplets?” Veronica sounded less than pleased as she surveyed the women in the ring. “And not a whole lot of warning, either. I'm starting to think Bethany doesn't like us very much.”
“Don't worry about it, 'Ronnie.” Lily flashed her partner a knowing smile as she prepared to race down the ramp. “I got a contingency plan, just in case.”
This was news to Treymane. “Oh? Care to share?”
“Nah. Like I said, it's a contingency plan. Probably won't even need her.”
“Her?”
“Of course. Like it'd be a dude?”
Without waiting for a response, Burlingame raised an invisible detonator overhead, then brought her thumb down to get an earth-shattering ‘KA-BOOM!’ from the FAWNatics and an explosive line of pyro from Veronica’s barking iron. When it fell silent Treymane and Burlingame blew smoke off the barrel, then started toward the ring with the Roseate Rocket a few steps ahead and the Gorgeous Gangster looking slightly perplexed.
For tonight's battle with the tabloid tyrants, Lily wore her usual midnight blue and starry white halter and bottoms, galaxies swirling and shimmering with her every move. Her knee pads were white on one side and purple on the other, matching her togs perfectly. Behind her, the Gorgeous Gangster wore matching togs, the dark blue replacing charcoal gray in her usual boy-cut pinstripe trunks and bustier. The accompanying suspenders and belt gleamed bright white, as did her pads and wrist-tape, while her boots were a highly-polished black.
They were about halfway to the squared circle when Burlingame raised her right hand and started a silent countdown.
Three.
Two.
One.
Blastoff!
The Girl That Gravity Forgot went flying down the rest of the ramp to leap onto the apron in a single bound. From there she raced along the narrow ledge to the far corner, the top of which she reached just as easily. This display of effortless acrobatics was capped off with a soaring and undeniably gorgeous back-flip which landed her perfectly within the confines of the squared circle. A couple heartbeats passed and Veronica slid in behind her, the Dangerous Dame having doffed her coat and Thompson once the countdown began.
Not about to make the mistake that'd cost them an early advantage against the Valley Twins, Lily and 'Ronnie kept their eyes trained on Scandalous as they hoisted their gold for the capacity crowd. Lucy and Mina looked patently unimpressed, but they didn't stray from their corner either, meaning the champs handed off the titles and went through final inspections without incident.
Lucy Harker was already in the ring when the bell sounded to begin the match and she wasted no time sauntering her way to the center. As for the champs, they still had their heads together, presumably over who would start against the Scandalous duo and how best to keep an eye on their Wicked third. Several more seconds passed before Lily swatted her friend on the shoulder before slipping out onto the apron. Apparently Cosmic Noir would open with the big guns tonight.
The approach of the former FAWN World Champion didn't concern Harker in the slightest, in fact she offered the blonde a knowing smile as she drew close enough to circle. “It's an impressive run you've built here, 'Ronnie.” Lucy admitted as both wrestlers raised their hands in anticipation of the clinch. “I'm not even going to add an asterisk noting our conspicuous absence during your rise to power, but--”
“And yet you still feel inclined to mention it.” Treymane interrupted. “Not my fault the three of you had so much heat with the locker room that Bethany sent you off to terrorize Eur--”
Harker lunged in and delivered a heavy SLAP to the blonde's right bicep, a blow that Treymane immediately returned! A quick, albeit intense round of hand-fighting followed, with neither woman managing to secure a suitable grip on her foe before backing off to search for another opening.
“Terrorize is such a lurid word.” Harker said with a coy smile. “Mina, Daph and me? We just gave all those sad, little lovelies the excitement that'd been missing from their humdrum lives. It's not our fault it came at the expense of so many of their--”
The Gorgeous Gangster knew that Harker would happily talk her ear off all night, so she surged forward to snatch the brunette in a Collar & Elbow only to grunt in irritation when Lucy slipped out of her grasp like a cool breeze. Swinging around on the champ's six, Lucy caught Veronica's left arm in a Half Nelson, then delivered three CRACKING Overhand Slaps between Treymane's shoulders! Soon as that was done she reached across, grabbed hold of the blonde's left wrist and-- Veronica cupped her right hand against the back of the brunette's skull, shot up on tiptoe and then dropped to one knee to get as much 'oomph' as possible on the Snapmare that flipped Harker off her feet and onto her butt with a heavy THUMP!
The simple maneuver left Lucy facing a neutral set of strands, so 'Ronnie tagged her with a quick Toe Kick to the small of the back before sprinting into the ropes to charge back at the penitent challenger. Murray and Dufresne looked on with obvious concern that melted into elation when Lucy threw herself flat to avoid the oncoming Penalty Kick, then sat up and hooked an arm through Treymane's legs to take her down with a quick Schoolboy Roll-Up! There was no way such chicanery would keep the Dangerous Dame down for the count, yet that didn't stop the FAWNatics from leaping out of their chairs when Harker grabbed hold of the blonde's trunks and clamped down tight! Already in position beside his charges, Al Carpenter was more concerned about Veronica's shoulders when he counted the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Treymane powered out, scrambled to her feet and might've put a boot through Lucy's face if the brunette hadn't seen her loading up and drawn back accordingly. “Already looking for a handful of trunks?” the Gorgeous Gangster made sure Al heard her accusation. “I see the time abroad did nothing to your ethics.”
“My ethics are impeccable.” Harker sniffed. “And as for that absurd allegation, I think we both know it'll take a lot more than a little tug to keep your fat ass on the--”
Veronica rocked the challenger back on her heels with a chest-bump that Lucy answered with interest as soon as she'd caught her balance. “Watch your mouth, Daisy.” the blonde warned as they went nose to nose. “While the three of you have been in time out, Lily and I have been stacking up the best of the best.”
“Blatant lies. You haven't beaten the best because you haven't beat us. You won't ever beat NNNGGHHH!”
Veronica shut her up with a Headbutt between the eyes and a clubbing Forearm Smash to the chest, but rather than follow up with something more decisive, she merely held her ground and raised one hand to the rafters. “So you're the best, huh Harker?” Step right up and prove--”
Lucy CRACKED a savage backhand across Treymane's cheek, then stepped right up and hissed in her ear, “We don't have to fucking impress you, asshole.” she paused, lips curving into a smile as she added, “But that doesn't mean I won't awe you anyway. You wanna see who's stronger? Get your fucking hand back up.” Lucy thought there'd be some hesitation or at least a bit of 'how could you?' incredulity, but 'Ronnie Treymane raised her hand again and smecked it tight against the brunette's palm. Test half in place, Harker made a point of digging her nails into the blonde's knuckles as she raised her other hand to complete the Tes--“HHGGGHHH!”
Veronica drove forward, the big blonde smashing her chest against the Lucy's with enough force to take her breath away! “Chuuhhh...cheap, Treymane.” the challenger huffed. “That's real cheaPPRRGGHH!”
Treymane clouted her with another chest-smash, then went up on tiptoe and pushed down to roll Harker's hands back over her wrists at an increasingly unpleasant angle. The accusation didn't bother the Magnificent Moll in the slightest, indeed her face was exceedingly neutral (save for the color raised by her foe's slaps, that was) as she slowly but surely forced the challenger to her knees. “You always were a sneaky little brat, Daisy.” Treymane noted in the midst of trying to touch Lucy's knuckles to her forearms. “Always so quick with the trash talk, always so capable with the cheap shot, but woe be unto the poor forgotten rule book the instant someone so much as musses your--”
“Oh my GOD, can't you just say, 'fuck off, bitch!' like a normal person?” Lucy snapped. “Here, I'll show you how. Fuck. Off. Bitch!”
The vulgar demand was barely out of Harker's mouth when Treymane shifted all her weight to her left foot so she could THUMP a Kneelift into the point of Harker's jaw! “Fuck off, Daisy.” 'Ronnie sniped as the brunette's noggin whipped back after the heavy strike. “Hey, you're right. That felt grea--”
“That all you fucking got?” Lucy growled. “I think we'll be taking those belts sooner than I expect--”
Treymane fired off another Kneelift, only this time the brunette was ready for it and she pulled her head aside so the blow only grazed her shoulder. The miss put Treymane's plant leg a lot closer to the Californian's face, thus allowing Harker to lean forward and sink her teeth into the meat of Veronica's thigh! The Gorgeous Gangster hissed, then growled when Lucy abandoned her gnawing for an equally rough little Headbutt delivered to the fork of the blonde's crotch. It didn't hit with the force of a standard Low Blow, but it did double Treymane over and let Harker continue to grind away with the crown of her skull.
Unable to properly defend herself with the Knuckle-Locks still in place, 'Ronnie gave them a final pulse before tossing Lucy's hands aside. In the same instant she formed her hands into an over-sized fist, raised it high overhead and brought it THUMPING down on the small of Harker's back! That brought the trunk work to an abrupt end and with this newfound freedom Treymane grabbed a double handful of hair and wedged the brunette's noggin between her thighs for a Standing Headsci--“NNNGHHH!”
Lucy whipped her head up before the champ could really clamp down, meaning the base of her skull smacked against Veronica's tailbone. The Headscissors remained in place, though Treymane's grip loosened to the point that the Scandalous battler wrapped her arms around Veronica's upper thighs and clambered to her feet with the Gorgeous Gangster draped down her back!
“Tonight's the night the stars burn out!” Harker chortled to the crowd as she stomped a little circle around the ring. “No more dramatic comebacks, no more last second escapes, they're just getting used up from bell to beLLOOOOOWWWWW!”
Aware that an Alabama Slam or something even worse was looming nigh, Veronica Treymane decided to fight catty with catty and so repaid Harker's recent trunk abuse with a two-fisted wedgie! This in conjunction with some powerful squirming from the champion put her feet back on the canvas, though she immediately hopped in place to THUMP the full weight of her butt against the back of the brunette's skull. A few heavy Overhead Forearm Smashes got Harker's hands offa her legs, meaning the Dangerous Dame felt much more confident strapping her arms around Lucy's waist. Hands locked tight, she dipped her knees, muscled the challenger up onto her shoulders and promptly THWHAMMED her to the deck with a spine-shivering Powerbomb!
POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUQzvpysW-Q
Harker landed flat but she didn't stay that way for long as Treymane dropped to her knees, slipped her arms underneath the prone grappler's legs and plowed forward to fold her in half with a quick Matchbook! With 'Ronnie stretched out in a sort of four-point stance that kept Harker well and truly trapped, Al Carpenter swooped in from left field to count off the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Lucy kicked out a half second ahead of 'THREE!', yet that was still far too late to stop Mina Murray from redirecting the Double Axehandle she smashed into the nape of Veronica's neck! Al and the FAWNatics both voiced their displeasure over the blonde's interruption, yet they were armed with nothing but words. Lily Burlingame on the other hand had a whole host of far more tangible weapons at her disposal as Mina discovered once she stood up and was immediately blown off her feet by a Missile Dropkick courtesy of the Crimson Comet!
MISSILE DROPKICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wtmg_p5qNEk
Burlingame bounced up like the canvas was elastic, though she didn't get much time to celebrate because Murray tumbled through a backward somersault to come up on her feet and straight into a headlong rush of the former Lightweight Champion! Startled by the rapid recovery, Lily threw herself backward to avoid a Clothesline from the blonde, landed on her shoulders and immediately kipped back to verticality. The nimble evasion meant Mina's back was turned if only for a moment, yet it still a big enough opening for Lily to ready a quick Super Kick that THWHAPPED against the taller wrestler's gut the instant she turned around!
“You're not supposed to be here right now, babe.” Burlingame explained to Mina as she grabbed a handful of hair. “So let's get you back where you belong, 'kay?”
Looking to do just that, she pointed Murray toward the Scandalous side of the ring and charged forward with every intention of tossing the challenger over the top rope. Alas, we all know the relationship between good intentions and their integral part of infernal roadways, so it wasn't entirely surprising when Mina reversed their positions and slung the Maroon Meteor out into the void! Yet Lily wasn't one to let silly limitations like physics get in her way, thus she snatched hold of the top rope and reeled herself in to a comfortable landing on the apron. Murray noted this, sneered and reared back for a Haymaker only to get interrupted when Burlingame doubled down on her rope grip and sprang up, the limber little brunette stretching out parallel to the rubber-coated steel and flicked a quick kick into the side of Mina's skull! She grunted, stumbled back a step and crumpled to one knee, so Burlingame took to the skies again, this time landing on the top rope for another Springboard-- “HHHRRRGGHHH!”
Murray straightened up in a flash, whipped around on her plant foot and slashed the heiress's legs out from under her with a nifty little spin kick that brought Lily down gut-first across the top strand! “Yeah, not so fast I can't take you out at the knees, huh bitch?” Murray chortled as she collected the champ's noggin in a Front Facelock. “Now lets see what someone with actual talent can do with these ropes.”
Slinging Burlingame's near arm across her shoulders, Mina grabbed a handful of her trunks (at the left hip) and backed up until Lily was suspended by the Facelock at one end and her shins at the opposite. Already painfully aware of Al Carpenter's nattering about 'rules' and 'disqualification', Murray quickly twisted around and laid out flat to bring the smaller wrestler THWHAMMING down on the back of her head and shoulders courtesy a Rope Hung Swinging Neckbreaker!
ROPE HUNG SWINGING NECKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-bgxOgx19M
Burlingame hit hard and bounced to a seat only for Mina to shove her under the bottom rope immediately thereafter. “All right, all right. I'M GOING!” Murray barked to the ref as she got to her feet and tromped to the Scandalous corn-- “EEERRRGGHHH!” Veronica caught her broadside with a nasty kick to the right thigh just as the blonde was slipping onto the apron. It was hardly the prettiest shot she'd ever landed, but it was effective enough to send the challenger tumbling to the floor to land a short distance from the woman she'd so recently ejected from the squared circle.
“Try making a tag, Daisy.” Treymane muttered to the stunned blonde. “Or next time I won't be so gentle.” Warning delivered, she turned around and--“UUUUGGGHHH!”
SHOTGUN DROPKICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=StrbG93kdSk
Lucy Harker delivered a double dose of the Dangerous Dame's own medicine in the form of a Shotgun Dropkick that blew 'Ronnie off her feet and smashed her spine-first into the Scandalous corner with a loud BWUNG! Treymane slammed into the corner hard enough to bounce clear and crumple to all fours almost at Lucy's feet, but Harker didn't take advantage on the spot, rather she dipped through the strands and quickly ascended to the top turnbuckle. As of yet unaware of the brunette's position, a gut-shot Treymane got to her feet while remaining doubled over which meant she was the perfect target for challenger. Eyes locked on the strong expanse of Veronica's back, Lucy leapt into the lights, stretched out full length and came down with every bit of her almost hundred and forty pounds SMASHING down atop the oblivious champion!
RED HOT DIVE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=glLF1U4fYV0
Splattered to the deck beneath the weight of Harker's Red Hot Dive, Treymane couldn't do much more than patter her feet against the canvas before Lucy hooked the Half Nelson and shoveled her onto her back. The new arrangement wasn't much better though, especially once the Scandalous beauty came down on her chest in a miniature Splash and hooked the far leg to steal those Tag Titles away with a count of...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
The Magnificent Moll proved quite resilient as well, Treymane kicking free of her opponent's cover with a full half second to spare. Harker treated Carpenter to a nasty look on general principle, then cast a quick glance to her corner but wasn't surprised to find it empty. She'd seen Mina take that ugly kick from the even uglier blonde after all. “Looks like it's just you and me now, uggo.” she snickered while burying her hands in the other wrestler's hair. “Think you can still make this an entertaining fight without leaning on the human super-ball you call a partner?”
“Hrrhhh... I'll be just fine now that I'm out from under your tub of lard assNNOOFFFHH!”
Lucy shut down that sass with a Kneelift delivered directly between the blonde's eyes. The resultant silence (and complacency) made it that much easier for Harker to haul her upright. “I think getting your face smashed into the mat has your other senses scrambled.” Lucy murmured as she swung around behind the dazed Destroyer. “Course it could just be you're delirious at the notion of losing everything you've worked so hard to build. Not that I give a shit, mind you.” Harker broke the Waistlock so she could take 'Ronnie's left wrist in her right hand and vice-versa and then pull those limbs tight across the champ's tummy, “I will absolutely delight in stomping all over your little sandcastle and not think twice, but it's even better knowing how much you care.”
Treymane was still too woozy from the head-shot to respond, so Lucy pointed her at the Scandalous corner and charged forward to DRIVE the other wrestler's chest into the top turnbuckle! Just like that she pulled back, dropped her hips and peeled off a beautiful bridge that took Veronica up, over and DOWN onto the back of her head! Folded in half by the Straitjacket German Suplex, the Dangerous Dame was looking anything but when Carpenter dove in alongside the action and counted off...
STRAITJACKET GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWvY_X-Wjxk
ONE...
TWO...
Wounded but far from finished, Veronica wrenched loose of the brunette's clutches almost simultaneous with 'TWO!' That didn't sit well with Harker in the slightest, though her mood brightened considerably when she saw Mina climb onto the apron and grab hold of the tag rope. “Hey you. Want to take a few shots at this LARPing nerd?”
“A few? How about ALL the shots?”
Harker grinned, stood up and clapped her best friend into the match before hurrying back to the flattened blonde. “Just a sec, lemme set the table for ya.”
Planting a foot on either side of 'Ronnie's hips, Lucy dropped a heavy Butt Bomb on the small of her back, then clamped down on the Gangster's biceps and pulled her torso up off the canvas. From there it was easy enough to hook Treymane's arms over her thighs, thus meaning the Camel Clutch was already sunk in deep by the time Mina slipped through the ropes. “Don't get too jealous of the view, tiny.” Murray called to Lily, who'd recently made her way back to the opposite corner. “Your time will come soon enough.”
Burlingame flipped her off, then pounded the top turnbuckle to get the FAWNatics cheering for her partner which was certainly a good plan, unfortunately it didn't do much more than rouse 'Ronnie a few heartbeats before Mina spun around and deep squat, the gym rat blonde stuffing her buns directly into her prey's startled mug! Veronica's squealing was quite pitiable, yet Carpenter allowed the Smell of Scandal to continue for a full five seconds before he started in with, “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
“Hey, I didn't hear a warning!” Lucy's tone was indignant but she was still all smiles as she released the shiny-faced blonde.
“Like you'd listen to a warning. Get to your corner, Lucy.”
Harker actually did as bade without another word, probably because Mina already had hold of Veronica's hair and was hauling her off the deck. “Kicking a girl in the leg isn't nice, sweetie.” Murray noted even as she delivered a quick, stinging kick to the other blonde's right thigh. “Think I'm gonna lump you up, maybe it'll teach you some manners.”
She readied another kick which Treymane adjusted to block but it was only a feint for the swiping right-handed Slap that Mina CRACKED across her face! This was followed by a Slap from the left and a whipping Backhand that snapped 'Ronnie's head to one side. Flush as all three blows landed, none of them put Treymane down, thus Mina planted on her left foot and lashed out with a gorgeous high Roundhouse that THWHACKED offa the blonde's skull! That was enough to send Veronica crashing to the deck and Murray pounced at once to collect her foe's legs in a Back Press that pointed her butt into the lights for the...
SCANDALOUS RUSH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0_MScZWBm6Q
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Treymane continued to thwart the challenger's plan to abscond with the gold, though the narrowness of her escape let Mina know they were putting some heavy strain on the Magnificent Moll. “Big, strong girl, aren't ya?” she snickered while dragging 'Ronnie to a seat. “Tell ya what, why don't you just go ahead and flex those muscles for the fans, it'll give them something nice to remember when the techs are dragging your loser asses out of here!” Murray didn't actually give her foe a chance to pose, instead she crooked her fingers into claws and clamped down on either side of the other blonde's neck, the challenger pushing up on tiptoes to put even more weight behind the excruciating Shoulder Claw.
Having arranged herself to get the best possible view of Treymane's anguish, a grinning Daphne Dufresne slapped the apron with both hands and sneered, “Ask her, Carpenter! That's Quitting Bitch Face if I've ever seen--”
“Say it to my face, third wheel!” 'Ronnie hissed at the brunette. “If you've got the guts to get that closHHHRRRHHHH!”
Murray doubled down on the pressure, the tag specialist gouging her thumbs into Treymane's trapezius like a baker working over particularly stiff dough. “You'll put some respect on her name, if you know what's good for you.” Mina murmured as Daphne regarded the proceedings with malicious pleasure. “Of course you've been wearing pinstripes for the whole of your FAWN career so clearly you don't know too NNGGHH!”
Veronica shifted from a seat to one knee and managed to stuff a single big elbow into Murray's gut before the other blonde adjusted to get back on her six. “Oh, so you want to make this a fight now?” Murray went up on tiptoes, then lunged forward to DRIVE her right knee between Treymane's shoulders. “C'mon then ya derpy idiot! Fight back before I get boreEERRHH HAIR! GET HER OFFA MY HAWHOOONNNGHH!”
Shoulder Claw be damned, Veronica reached back with both hands and managed to snag onto the Scandalous blonde's long locks. It was a flagrant foul to be sure and to his credit Al Carpenter called for the break immediately, but Treymane held on just long enough to flip Murray onto her butt with an awkward Snapmare! Mina scowled, bounced to her feet at once and lashed out with a no-look Back Kick that caught 'Ronnie right in the gut just as she was straightening up! The blow sent Treymane back to one knee, which gave Murray plenty of time to run the ropes and come roaring back, the lithe blonde leaving her feet to THWHACK her rival across the side of the head with a quick Enzuigiri!
STEP-UP ENZUIGIRI @ 1:05
www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_u4iDes7G8
Veronica timbered to one side and spread out in woozy starfish that would've been perfect for pinning if Mina had been of the mind. Instead she got up and stepped on Treymane's tummy en route to jawing at Lily. “Nice balancing act you're doing there on the apron, dork.” she observed. “You gonna actually try to save her from this ass kicking or you gonna keep quiet and hope we don't notice you?”
“I thought Dropkicking you halfway across the ring was a pretty bold introduction, but if you're feeling forgetful I'm more than happy to remind you what I can--”
Burlingame's attention darted to the floor where Daphne had been cautiously creeping into the champ's territory. Seeing she was caught, the brunette raised her hands and started to back away, but Lily didn't take her eyes off-- Mina rushed in and would've decked the heiress right in the jaw if Burlingame hadn't dropped to the floor at the last instant!
“Knock that off!” Carpenter warned the smirking blonde. “You too, Daphne. Get involved with this match and I'll throw you out of here!”
“I'm sure you'd try.” Dufresne answered with a nasty smile.
As for Mina, she'd circled back to Veronica and peeled her off the mat just to scoop her up over one shoulder and THWHAM her back down with a Body Slam. “You idiots like flips, right?” Murray addressed the hard camera as she once again stepped on / over the Dangerous Dame. “Then I'm sure you'll love this!”
She dipped down and launched herself skyward with a back-flip that should've been a gorgeous Standing Moonsault, unfortunately Treymane pulled her knees in close and rather than simply let the challenger land on 'em, she pistoned her legs up to THUMP a massive Mule Kick into Murray's gut! Folded in half around those encroaching boots, Mina was already retching violently when 'Ronnie sent her flying with another rough push.
Nodding thanks to Lily and the crowd as she clambered to her feet, Treymane tromped toward the Cosmic Noir corner only to spin on one heel and rush the other blonde, who she proceeded to CRUSH against the canvas with a Big Splash! “That's what you get for using me like a doormat, Daisy.” Veronica explained in the midst of hauling her opposition to verticality.
Much as Murray had done prior to her ill-fated Moonsault, the Pinstripe Powerhouse muscled her foe onto one shoulder, but rather than immediately return her to Terra Firma she pointed 'em both toward the champion's side of town then took off at full speed! Lily wasn't entirely sure what her partner had planned, so she hopped down from the apron to ensure she wasn't in the line of fire. This proved a solid precaution as Treymane stopped on a dime and slung Mina forward and down to BWUNG face-first into the top turnbuckle! Murray's head snapped back and she wobbled like a newborn colt but she stayed upright long enough for Veronica to spin her around and stuff her against the buckles. Switching over to a handful of hair because it felt so damned satisfying, Treymane mounted the second rope as her partner skipped back into place and said, “Be with you in just a moment, Lil.”
That was fine with Burlingame, she grabbed the tag rope and stepped clear of the action to make sure the remaining two-thirds of Scandalous couldn't complain when the Gorgeous Gangster curled her free hand into a fist and brought it down on Mina's forehead! Lucy and Daphne both complained most vehemently about the closed fists, alas Carpenter didn't hear them thanks to the thunderous roar of the crowd calling out every subsequent shot. 'TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE!”
'Ronnie reached out, clapped hands with Lily, then smooched her knuckles before delivering one more punch to the blonde's vulnerable pate! Hopping down with the echoes of 'TEN!' ringing all around her, Treymane sprinted to the middle of the ring while the Crimson Comet made her way to the center of the apron. No need for a look between the championship duo, they simply raced back and unleashed upon the challenger's defenseless noggin courtesy a leaping High Knee from Treymane and a rope-assisted Enzuigiri from Burlingame!
CONCUSSION NEBULA @ 00:00
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6pifNBkYn40
Cupping a hand across the back of Murray's neck as she dropped to the mat, Treymane sent the knock-kneed blonde stumbling out into to the open so the Maroon Meteor had plenty of room to work her magic. And work it she did, Lily snagging hold of the top rope in both hands so she could leeeeeeeaaan back as far as the rubber-coated steel would allow.
Over on the far side of the ring, Lucy Harker swatted the turnbuckle and shouted, “This way, Mina! Little bitch is behind you, come make the tag!”
Murray heard all this, yet in the aftermath of her trip to the Concussion Nebula the only two words that stood out were 'behind you!' which explained why she turned to find her attacker instead of rushing to the sound of Lucy's voice. For a moment she only spied Veronica taking up residence on the apron, then a shadow passed across the canvas and she looked up just in time to catch Lily's shins landing astride her shoulders. Arms spread wide as the Springboard Meteora sent Murray to the deck with a resounding THWHAM, Burlingame rolled through the landing and sprinted straight at Lucy Harker, who dropped to the floor to avoid the Lightweight's wrath!
SPRINGBOARD METEORA @ 00:39
www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-28ukhpweM
“Watch yourself, gnat!” the brunette warned without making an effort to return to the apron. “Try that shit again and I'll--”
Lucy cleared off fast when Lily leapt onto the top turnbuckle and raised the invisible detonator high overhead. With Burlingame lurking up in the stratosphere, Daphne strode up beside her partner and shouted, “Dare ya, ya little freak! Take your shot and we'll swat you out of the goddamned--”
Lily hopped up, dropped down to the second strand, then bounced out and back, the former Lightweight Champion twisting around while simultaneously stretching out full length to bowl over the recently risen Mina Murray with a Diving Rebound Crossbody! Mina's legs kicked up on impact so Burlingame hooked the nearest tight as she could and nodded along with the crowd through...
REBOUND CROSSBODY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=waNUkr_ZkjM
ONE...
TWO...
The Scandalous blonde kicked out of her own accord, much to the relief of Lucy and Daphne, neither of whom were close enough to break up the cover.
Murray's escape didn't bother Lily at all, she hauled the taller wrestler to her feet with a handful of hair before switching over to a Knuckle-Lock on Mina's left hand. “Kicking my legs out from under me wasn't very nice, cutie.” Burlingame flattened her free hand into a paddle and CLAPPED the challenger's chest just because she could. “Of course this isn't gonna be too nice either, so I guess that makes us even.” Already pointed at one of the neutral corners, Lily took off in that direction with Murray forced to trudge along in her wake. Two nimble steps brought her to the top rope where she promptly turned around and hopped off, the Girl That Gravity Forgot landing astride Mina's shoulders just long enough to fling her to the deck with a gorgeous Hurricanrana!
SPRINGBOARD HURRICANRANA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=--BQvYCPPtg
Mina landed hard on her back and bounced up, one hand going to the sore spot while the other sought any solace that might wait in the rop-- Lily charged, took flight and landed on her foe's shoulders for the second time in less than a minute, albeit now facing the same direction. She'd just come to a stop when she snapped back the way she'd came, Burlingame landing flat on her tummy while Murray was torn from her moorings and THWHAMMED down hard on the back of her head and shoulders! Mina rolled through onto her haunches only to pool out in a jellied starfish that the heiress collected in a Back Press good for the...
POISONED 'RANA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKpDWzW5aRc
ONE...
TWO...
THRE--“OOOOFFFHHH!”
Lucy came in from left field with a low Dropkick that smashed into Burlingame's ribs just in time to save the challengers' Scandalous aspirations! “That's what you get, fucker.” Harker sneered as she prized the groaning lightweight off her partner. “As if you could just strut in here and pin Mina without me kicking your face NNNNGGGHHHH!”
Veronica Treymane did some kicking of her own with a much more elevated example of the Dropkick, one that smashed Lucy to the deck when it connected with her chest!
“All right, get outta here, both of ya!” Al Carpenter warned the encroaching teammates even as 'Ronnie 'helped' the stunned brunette to her feet.
“Corner's too good for this piece of garbage, Sheamus.” Treymane told the zebra once she'd switched over to a Wristlock. “She's going straight to the dump if I have anything to say about it.”
On that rather colorful threat the Gorgeous Gangster stepped back, dropped a hip and sent Harker into the roNO! Lucy doubled down on the blonde's controlling grip, set her heels against the mat and sent Veronica to the strands in her stead. Things were going well despite the reversal, it wasn't until she turned into the ropes that things started going sideways. Because that was when Daphne leapt onto the apron, grabbed the top rope and pulled it down! The low bridge sent Veronica into a head over heels tumble that should've left her on the floor in a breathless heap. So you can imagine Dufresne's disgust when the former World Champ caught hold of the middle strand and used it to pull herself into a landing on the apron!
It wasn't quite a Burlingame level correction, yet it was more than enough to earn a cheer from the crowd and a scowl from Daphne as she lurked near the scene of the (attempted) crime. “Freakin' nerd.” Daph sneered at the equally irritated blonde. “Been hitting the trampolines with short-stuff, have--”
Treymane noted a blur from the corner of one eye and managed to catch Harker coming in with a big Forearm Smash to the chest! That handled one brunette, so the Dangerous Dame turned back to Dufresne and skipped in place to avoid the scythe of a Clothesline she'd aimed at Ronnie's shins!
A sharply angled Back Kick took Daphne in the chest just as she was turning around, thus ensuring Treymane had only one target to deal with when she grabbed hold of the middle rope and launched herself through with a Slingshot Spear aimed at Lucy's nave--“HHHRRRGGGHHHHH!” Harker rushed in, pivoted on one heel and DROVE the point of her knee into Treymane's temple! The brutal blow left 'Ronnie draped over the rubber-coated steel, so Harker slapped on a Front Facelock, then rocked up on her heels and laid out on her back to THWONK the crown of her opponent's skull into the canvas with a massive DDT!
ROPE HUNG DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MjbZ0gOzqk
“That'll fuckin' teach you!” Lucy spat down at the flattened blonde as she spun to verticality. “Don't you ever come through those ropes without my permiss-- Burlingame dove in from Harker's left, the Girl that Gravity Forgot somehow slipping the mind of the Scandalous brunette. What a painful lapse that turned out to be as Lily glommed on with a Front Facelock of her own and swung through a gorgeous arc that culminated in her SPIKING Harker's head with a Diving Tornado DDT!
DIVING SPRINGBOARD DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgTMa6EFr9k
Lucy tumbled through and immediately rolled under the nearest bottom rope, arms swaddling her head the whole time. As for Lily, she bounced to her feet and chided, “And STAY out ya little RRRGGHHH!”
Mina struck from behind, palming the lightweight's head in both hands so she could raaaaaaaake her eyes! Twisting Burlingame around as soon as the deed was done, Murray jabbed a Toe Kick into her foe's upper thigh to put her on her knees in a single stroke. Just like that she grabbed a Front Facelock and laid out full force to deliver a CRUSHING third stanza in this DDT epic!
SNAP DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6WGLIRiiPQU
Lily flopped over onto her stomach in the wake of the brain-rattling maneuver, but rather than go for the cover then and there, Murray buried her hands in Burlingame's hair and hauled her up high enough to secure a Standing Headscissors. From there she wrapped her arms around the diminutive brunette's waist and muscled her up onto her shoulders whereupon Mina spun through three nauseating rotations before dropping to a seat to THAWHAM every bit of Lily's weight through the canvas courtesy a perfect Spiral Bomb!
SPIRAL BOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cdmx-S7CU9o
Quick to hook her feet over the champion's biceps, Murray went the extra mile by planting her hands on Burlingame's chest to ensure there was no escaping the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOO!
Lily wriggled out from under the predicament so late that Al Carpenter threw a 'no!' to the Timekeeper to ensure the bell didn't sound in error! Mina growled and pounded a fist against the mat in frustration, but she pulled Lily to her feet without wasting any of her precious oxygen on that lout Al Carpenter. “Lucy, where are you?” the blonde called out once she'd stuffed Burlingame in the Scandalous corner. “I've got a trust fund brat that needs spanking!”
“Guuuuhhhh... gonna need a sec, Meens.” Harker was upright, but out on the floor leaned against the apron with one arm still swaddling her aching skull. “Little bitch tried to put my head through the ring.”
“Well that's not very nice at all, is it?” Mina cooed to the woozy heiress. “I mean, you certainly wouldn't like it if I tried to put my foot through your skull, would you?”
“Duuuhhhhh... do your worst, bratOOOFFHHH!”
Lily paid for the demand with a heavy kick to the belly and her circumstances grew even less pleasant when Murray mounted the middle rope to Burlingame's right and used it as a platform to piston several short, sharp kicks into the side of the champion's noggin! With the number of charges in the ring cut back down to two, it didn't take long for the referee to issue his warning, which was completely ignored by the cruel Californian. She didn't pay much attention to the subsequent count either, though she did hop down when the dork hit 'FOUR!' if only because Lily's legs gave out and she dropped to a seat with the back of her head lolling beneath the middle turnbuckle.
Happy to blow Carpenter a smooch as she sauntered to the middle of the ring, Murray made a show of 'flicking' her trunks into place before capturing Burlingame's distress in a frame made of her thumbs and index fingers. Satisfied with the angle she'd found, Mina raced back to the challenger's corner, grabbed the top rope in both hands and shot herself into a gorgeous headstand that lasted for almost three full seconds before she pumped her legs and swung down and in, the blonde battler using her butt like a hundred and thirty-plus pound battering ram that she THUMPED against Lily's chest!
HANDSTAND BRONCO BUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOK53m9ps2Q
Now, Cosmic Noir were unquestionably two of the brightest lights in the FAWN firmament whereas Scandalous had been terrorizing those same lights for more than a decade. The former was loved, the latter was loathed, and yet, there was just something about a Bronco Buster that brought out the cheers, even when it was a braggart the caliber Mina Murray trying to ride a beloved champion's face like a mechanical bull.
Climbing off her smudgy-faced mount after yet another count of 'FOUR', Mina put the heel of one boot against Burlingame's neck and casually throttled her while Lucy gingerly made her way back onto the apron. “Care to even the score against this obnoxious little shit?” Murray removed her foot when Al started whining about the illegal tactic, though she never actually bothered to look at the lanky dope. Her attention was solely on Lucy, who was herself glaring down at the Crimson Comet with undisguised malice.
“Yeah, I do. Haul her out into the middle and teach her how to do a handstand, OK?”
Mina's grin suggested she knew exactly what her partner had in mind and those suspicions were confirmed when she tagged Harker in and the brunette ascended to the top turnbuckle. Not that she lingered in the corner, not with Carpenter already bitching about getting to the apron. Murray laid claim to Burlingame's ankles and wasted no time draaaaaaaaagging her out into the deep water of center ring. Still holding the heiress' boots in a death-grip, Mina dipped slightly and pulled Lily up into an involuntary handstand that had her pointed at the Scandalous corner. Speaking of which, Lucy rose to her full height and only offered a comically disingenuous shrug when the FAWNatics jeered poor innocent Mina stretching the Maroon Meteor's legs into a wide 'V'.
With Al growing more insistent about that damned count, Harker leapt out into the void with her right hand raised high overhead so she could THUMP a vile Karate Chop between the smaller brunette's thighs! Lily crumpled into a shuddering ball the moment the blow hit home, alas she was afforded no time to steady her nerves because Lucy stretched her out flat and splashed down atop the champ's chest in a gaudy Crossbody Pin. With one of Burlingame's wrists trapped in both hands and her other arm scissored between the challenger's thighs, Lucy Harker was all smiles as she helped Carpenter usher in a Scandalous new age by counting along with the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Veronica Treymane CLUBBED Lucy across the nape of the neck with a Double Axehandle to break the count a whisper shy of 'THREE!'
“BITCH!” Harker roared like a demon denied as she scrambled to verticality to square off with the Magnificent Moll. “Gonna rip you apart for that bullshit!”
'Ronnie just rolled her shoulders and beckoned the brunette in. “Oh, that's such a relief, Daisy. Considering your history I was worried you were just going to stand there pissing and moaning about--”
Mina laced into the Destroyer class blonde with a hurricane and fists, knees and elbows that forced Treymane to cover up behind a quickly assembled guard. More than happy to let her actions do the talking, Murray bludgeoned Treymane backward until she was smudged up against the ropes whereupon she snatched a handful of hair and yanked the Dangerous Dame's head back at an unpleasantly sharp angle. “I always knew you were a make believe bad-ass.” she emphasized this observation with a single hard SLAP to her foe's face. “Now I finally get to leave you with the loosened teeth to prove NNNNGGGHHH!”
'Ronnie palmed Murray's noggin in both hands and surged forward to THWHUNK her across the bridge of the nose with a nasty Headbutt! Mina's legs went watery but she retained her feet up 'til the moment Treymane grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and twisted in place to send her flying over the top rope!
Daphne Dufresne, who'd been cheering on her friends from the floor for the last several minutes, had to skip out of the way to keep clear of Murray's involuntary Plancha, unfortunately for the Scandalous blonde that meant she THWHAPPED full force against the barely-padded floor!
“Nice teamwork, Daisy.” Treymane taunted D² as the brunette helped her friend back to verticality. “Way to earn your spot on the team!”
Dufresne growled but didn't respond at once because she was busy looping an arm around Murray's waist. She wasn't about to let such disrespect go unnoticed however and as soon as she was able she growled, “Kiss my ass, meathead. I care more about this team than--” Daph's dark eyes went wide when Veronica grabbed the top rope in both hands and launched herself up 'n over, the Magnificent Moll emulating her Lightweight partner with a Slingshot Plancha that-- “HHHHRRRRGGHHH!”
Dufresne lurched to one side and pulled both Wicked women clear from Treymane's path, thus ensuring the FAWNatics were treated to their second awful crash & burn in well under a minute!
“Yeah, what've ya got to say now, asshole?” Daphne jeered at the writhing blonde. “Oh what's that, you want to wipe away some tears first? No, that's fine, I'll wait!”
“Enough of that, Daphne!” Carpenter called even as he hurried over to the ropes. “Help Mina back to her corner! And stay on that side of the ring.”
Dufresne snorted in disgust, but turned away from the scene of the accident and headed for the Scandalous side of town with Mina still leaning heavily against her right shoulder. They were about halfway there when Daphne paused to admire the way Lucy Harker was just grrrrrrriiiiiiiinding the heel of her boot into the side of Lily Burlingame's squealing face! “Can you get back to the corner ok, Mina?” she asked quietly.
“Yuuuhhh... yeah, I think so. Why?”
“Because I'm about to take Treymane off the board.”
Mina thought this was a fine idea so she slipped loose of Dufresne's grasp and continued her journey while Daphne doubled back the way they'd came. Crouching low to ensure she wouldn't be seen by Carpenter or Treymane (if the latter was even upright) Dufresne rounded the corner and was pleased to see Veronica on one knee with her back blessedly to the brunette. “Perfect.” Daph backed up, spun around and jogged halfway to the neck corner before whipping around and sprinting back toward the vulnerable blonde!
These machinations ensured the brunette was moving at top speed when she rounded the corner into the final straightaway, however they also prevented her from noticing the figure that'd hopped over the guardrail mere heartbeats after her departure. The newcomer now directly between Dufresne and her target, vital information the brunette didn't glean until she whipped around the corner and THWHACK! The Roundhouse caromed offa the side of Daphne's skull, stopping her in her tracks and blurring her vision to the point that she didn't recognize the features of her attacker.
ROUNDHOUSE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=J1HAc0gCZGU
The FAWNatics however, they picked the interloper out just fine and though they were understandably startled, it didn't stop them from leaping to their feet when Lenore Lemarchand hooked an arm across Dufresne's chest, then planted her right foot behind the other brunette's right leg and dipped her in what might've been an elegant bit of ballroom artistry if she hadn't switched over to a Front Facelock and swooped over and down to PLANT Daphne like a tent spike courtesy of her Nepenthean Dream!
LENORE LEMARCHAND:
NEPENTHEAN DREAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=F790XfU7nQo
Back in the ring and several seconds prior to this catastrophe, a smirking Lucy Harker was tugging up on Lily Burlingame's wrists even as she grrrrrrroooouuund the heel of one planted foot into her prey's defenseless cheek! “Yeah, that's right, squirm, honey! Squirm just like the little cockroach you are!” Harker broke off from her snarling campaign when Mina climbed back onto the apron. “How's the Turner Classic Shit-bag?” she asked the weary blonde.
“About to have her teeth smashed out the back of her head.” Murray replied.
Lucy smiled a little wider as she wiggled her heel back and forth. “Hear that, Burlinglame? Your heater's dead which means those titles belong to--”
“What the FUCK?”
Mina's incredulous question drew Harker's attention to the corner, then to the far side of the ring where she caught a flurry of movement, followed by a roar from the crowd as a brunette who was most certainly not Daphne Dufresne rose into view. “The fuck is she doing here?” Lucy snapped at no one in particular. “Get her the hell out of here, Carpenter! She's not part of this match!”
“Neither is Daphne.” the ref countered. “Yet somehow she found her way back to that side of the ring when I specifically told her to stay on your side.”
“Unbelievable.” Lucy glowered. “Hey, bird-shit! Get the fuck outta here right now. Things are gonna get ugly if I have to tell you twi--”
Lemarchand turned in her direction and offered up a modified version of her Raven sigil that saw both 'wings' reduced to extended middle fingers.
“That's how you want it, bitch?” Murray dropped the tag rope, sidled around the corner and stormed down the apron, her blue eyes locked on the Fair & Radiant Maiden. Lenore saw her coming, took a couple steps back and spread her arms wide, a gesture of nonchalant challenge that made the blonde's blood boil. Breaking into a sprint despite the narrowness of the ledge, Mina reached the neutral corner and leapt into the high rent district just to hurl herself out into the void with a gorgeous Diving Crossbod-- Lenore spun out of the way, leaving the now risen Veronica Treymane ready, willing and able to pluck the Scandalous challenger from the aeather like she was nothing more than a bag of leaves!
With Mina held in place across her chest, the Gorgeous Gangster abruptly charged forward and BWUUUNGED her spine against the steel ring-post. 'Ronnie could've tossed her away then and there, but she was feeling a little prickly after the rough treatment so she backed off and deftly hupped Murray up onto her shoulders into the stall position for a Powerbomb.
Making sure to stay well clear of the action now that Daphne was stretched out on the floor, Lenore saw Treymane turn toward the front row and called, “You might want to move... or at least put down your snacks.” This proved to be good advice and timely too because it was mere heartbeats later when she tromped forward and KER-SMASHED the vulnerable blonde into no less than half a dozen vacated chairs!
Finally glancing at Lenore as she turned back to the ring, the Dangerous Dame adjusted her top and said, “So you're Lily's contingency plan, huh?”
Lenore shrugged. “Hellhole's gotta stick together, right?”
“I never knew Ravens to be so altruistic.”
“Well,” Lenore offered her a knowing smile, “I've been wanting to introduce myself to Daphne for a while now. This seemed an appropriate time. You're welcome, by the way.”
Treymane tipped an invisible hat for the Courtier, then hopped onto the apron and laid claim to the tag rope for the first time in what felt like forever.
Back in the ring, Lucy Harker looked on in horror as her beloved numbers game betrayed her in a way she couldn't fully process. It wasn't until Burlingame slipped out from under her boot that she came back to herself. “Wuuuhhh... what's the problem, Luce?” the heiress giggle-groaned. “All this time and you're still shocked by the prospect of a fair figNNNNGHHHH!”
Harker hopped up and STAMPED on the Lightweight's tummy not just to shut her up, but to ensure she didn't have to bend down as far to snatch a handful of hair when the retching brunette sat up straight. “Believe me bitch, there's nothing fair about what I'm gonna do to you.”
Careful to keep an eye on Treymane as she dragged Burlingame to her feet and immediately stuffed a Kneelift into her tummy. Crouching down so she could snag hold of Lily's left wrist and force it back through her legs in a pumphandle of sorts, Harker kept control of that limb with her own left hand, then looped her right arm across the back of Lily's head so she could hoist her up onto her shoulders and-- “NGH! NGH! NGH!”
Burlingame's left leg was pretty tied up at the moment so she used her right to deliver a few rough knees to the side of her attacker's head! Lucy stumbled, steadied out, then lost her grip entirely when the fourth Kneelift hit harder than the first three combined! Most wrestlers would've fallen loose of her opponent's clutches and regrouped from the canvas, Lily Burlingame on the other hand scrambled into a voluntary Electric Chair astride the other brunette's shoulders. A Poisoned 'Rana seemed to be in the offering, but in the end Lily went to a fresher well by spinning around in front of the taller wrestler and popping her hips to flip Harker off her feet and onto the back of her head and shoulders via a gorgeous Hurricanrana! Landing astride the bigger brunette's chest in a comfortable seat, Burlingame caught hold of Lucy's left leg as it popped into the air, then leaned forward to keep her folded up tight with a Half Matchbook for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Harker powered out with half a heartbeat to spare though she mustn't have been too worried about the count because she never once looked at Al, choosing instead to lash out with a Clothesline that would've turned the heiress inside out if she hadn't dipped beneath it at just the right moment.
“Swing and a miss!” Burlingame chided as a fuming Lucy caught her balance. “Remind me, what do you bring to the team again? Mina's the striker, Daphne's the heater, you're the--”
“One who's gonna rip you apart!” Harker exploded forward and this time Lily didn't duck out of the way because she dropped into a quick fall and PWAAAKED her heels against the challenger's upper thighs in a gorgeous Basement Dropkick! Wasn't a knock-out blow by any means, but the Maroon Meteor knew angles better than any woman in FAWN and she was beyond happy to see Harker land throat-first across the second strand with an eye-watering TWANG!
“GET READY 'RONNIE!” Burlingame shouted even as she raced to the other side of the squared circle. “TAG'S COMIN' YOUR WAY!”
Treymane was already on high alert, but she made sure to check ringside to see on the status of the other two-thirds of Wicked. No worries there, Dufresne was curled up on her side clutching her head while Murray was twitching at the bottom of a crater made by several steel chairs. And the Raven? She was seated on the guardrail, treating it like her own personal bust of Pallas while taking in the action with a small smir-- The ropes thrummed against Treymane's back and she turned just in time to see Lily swing between the top and middle strands to SMASH her boots into the challenger's face!
TIGER FEINT KICK @ 00:14
www.youtube.com/watch?v=98_9M4fHKqU
Lucy tumbled back in a sprawl that brought her to rest near the middle of the canvas while the Crimson Comet finished on the apron. With no one to stop her, Burlingame tagged in the Dangerous Dame, then ran to the neutral corner and sprang to the high rent district. 'Ronnie didn't have to ask, she'd hurried around the corner and sprinted all the way down so she could ascend the post opposite her partner's. A shared glance was all it took to send them into the lights, Veronica getting some truly sensational air via the Leg Drop she THWHAMMED across Harker's throat while Lily whirled through a 450 Splash that THWHUMPED down atop her victim's chest!
Thoroughly flattened by the combined weight of the champions, Lucy Harker managed to flop onto her stomach when Cosmic Noir drew away, unfortunately that was about all the respite she managed before Treymane buried both hands in the brunette's hair and hauled her upright. “I'm sure you'll find something to whine about the instant this is over,” 'Ronnie muttered in the midst of corralling Lucy's head and arms in a Double Underhook, “but for now I can't tell you how much I'm enjoying the silence!”
No response from Harker so the blonde crouched down and hoisted the brunette high enough to thread her legs around the Dangerous Dame's waist. She wasn't even settled in when Treymane slung her a second time, the Pinstripe Powerhouse stretching the challenger out fill length before she twisted over and laid out full force to THWHAM Lucy down on the back of her head and shoulders! With Harker sent off into Gangster's Paradise, Treymane swung around and collected a domineering Crossbody, one that let her hook the far leg tight while keeping an eye on the outside throughout the...
GANGSTER'S PARADISE @ 00:08
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_oC-j_aHYw
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
'Ronnie broke the cover and got to her feet not a moment too soon as Lily threw herself onto the blonde's back, the Star Strider treating herself to a piggy-backed Bear Hug as the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners by pin-fall and still the FAWN Tag Team Champions... COSMIC NOIR!”
“That was close!” Burlingame huffed after she'd hopped down and received her gold from Al.
“Yeah, it was.” Treymane agreed. “Good thing about your contingency plan.”
“Is that a hint of disapproval I hear?”
“Only a hint. Daphne was definitely giving them an edge and Lenore came through in the clutch but...”
“She's hellhole, 'Ronnie. Just like us.”
Veronica glanced to the outside and watched Lemarchand walking up the ramp like she didn't have a care in the world. “I know. But I'm never sure where her loyalties are, and that worries me.”
“Well we won't make it a habit.” Lily conceded. “But you gotta admit, it's fun to beat those jerks at their own game.”
“Absolutely.” The Magnificent Moll tinked her belt against Lily's, then stomped to a corner to better salute the Star Gazers while the Crimson Comet did the same at the opposite corner.
Not too far away, Lenore Lemarchand flitted through the noise only to pause when a voice called out, “Where do you think you're going, bitch?”
The Fair & Radiant Maiden turned around and smiled at an incensed Daphne Dufresne. “Oh, I'm done for tonight... unless there's something you'd like to discuss right now?”
Dufresne took a step forward but that was all. “You really think you can just fuck up our plans and get away with it?”
“Clearly I have.” Lenore murmured. “But as I said, you're welcome to do break tradition and avenge this slight all by yourself.”
Daphne fumed at the certainty in the other brunette's voice. “There's no Black Court any more, Lemarchand. Emily's gone and there's no one to save you from me.”
“From us, you mean.” Lenore countered. “There's no one to save you, meaning me, from 'US', meaning the three of you, since I assume you'll bring Lucy and Mina along for back-up. That's fine. I'll take them off the board and save you for last... assuming you can still stomach the notion of a true one on one contest.”
“You're the one that's gonna need an army, bitch.”
“For the three of you? Doubtful. Though I do look forward to your best efforts. See you soon, Daphne.”
Lenore turned around and strolled out of sight, leaving Daphne staring after her until a few extra refs clambered by with Lucy and Mina between 'em. Dufresne shooed them aside and tended to her friends, though her attention was clearly focused on the nosy brat that'd dared ruin their carefully laid plans seemingly on a whim.