Post by hawkeye on Dec 4, 2022 17:33:54 GMT
Far quicker to learn his lesson than most of the unsavory elements of FAWN would give him credit for, the Announcer saw what was next on the card and glanced toward the stage for any hint of an interruption. Ten seconds of relative silence had the crowd growing restless so he raised his microphone and said, “Ladies and gentle--”
The lights cut out and he sighed deeply. It was time to have a serious conversation with the folks in production. Of course that would have to wait until later as the darkness was promptly filled by the rasping, 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. Satisfied he was finally safe to proceed, the Announcer resumed his duties. “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 better than you, 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 delayed coronation (due entirely to the shameless cowardice displayed by the champions at All Hallows Evil) the salacious duo wore matching sky blue two-pieces dusted with silver glitter. Gleaming white boots and pads completed their ensemble
“No fake 'injuries' tonight, ladies.” Daphne said to the women at her left and right.
“Just the genuine article.” Lucy agreed. “No denying us this time. Those titles belong to us.”
“As do their asses.” murmured Mina. “Now let's go claim what's ours.”
Intentions perfectly clear, the Wicked triad started down the ramp with Daphne in the lead and challengers a little behind in their usual hip swinging lock-step. They'd only begun to let this disgusting flock of Sheeple have it when a black & silver blur shot out through the curtain and flew down the ramp! The FAWNatics saw her coming and cheered uproariously, but neither Scandalous or Daphne understood the threat until Lily Burlingame took to the skies and THWHACKED a pinpoint Dropkick into the base of Mina's skull! Murray went down like a puppet with cut strings, the blonde cradling her head in both hands while a flabbergasted Lucy and Daphne whirled to confront their attacker.
LILY BURLINGAME:
Eyes falling on the heiress, (who'd just regained her footing) Harker hissed, “Oh, you stupid little bitch. You have no idea how bad you just fucked NNNNNGGGGHHHH!” In the aftermath of Lily's abrupt arrival, neither of the brunettes had paused to consider the whereabouts of Burlingame's Destroyer class partner. This proved a most costly error when Veronica Treymane hopped the barricade a short distance in front (or rather behind, since they'd turned around) of Scandalous and promptly THWHUMPED Lucy across the back of the head with an Enzu Clothesline that sent her sprawling!
VERONICA TREYMANE:
“Quite a job you did on us back at All Hallows Evil, Daisy.” the Pinstripe Powerhouse muttered as she honed in on the wide-eyed, apoplectic Dufresne.
“We thought about returning the favor in the locker room.” Lily added as she started moving into Daphne's blind-spot. “But then we thought, why should we miss TWO pay-per-view's just because you shits don't respect the rules?”
“And did we really want to listen to you whining about deserving a title shot for another month?” Veronica chimed in. “Hell no. But there's nothing that says we couldn't give you three Daises a taste of your own medicine.”
Desperately working to keep both halves of Cosmic Noir in her sites while Lucy and Mina collected themselves, Daphne backpedaled toward the squared circle and sneered, “Don't you dip-shits ever listen? That wasn't us!”
“Right.” 'Ronnie nodded. “Just like it wasn't Lucy and Mina who saved your sorry ass when you were about to tap out to Leno--”
“The hell I was!” the Gatecrasher snarled. “I had that bitch well under control, Lucy and Mina just arrived to make sure she didn't cheat me out of what's rightfully mine!”
“Like this ass kicking?” Burlingame's fingers were twitching as she and Treymane continued to heard the last third of Wicked. “Don't you worry about that, Daph. This one's ALL yours.”
“Wipe that look off your face you snippy little midget, for the last time I told you it wasn't USSSNNNNGHHHH!”
CHICAGO LIGHTNING:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kziPYaabTZo
The former Cherry Bomb feinted forward to draw Daphne's attention and that's when Veronica spun around on her left heel, then hopped up and lashed out with her right leg to THWHACK a huge bolt of Chicago Lightning offa Dufresne's chin!
Daphne went down in a heap and Cosmic Noir finally got a chance to bump knuckles, though more extensive celebrating had to wait because Al Carpenter came rushing up from the ring looking even more frazzled than normal. “Dudes, what the hell was that? Announcer didn't even get halfway through his shtick and you two jump the barricades like--”
“Duuuhhhh... don't you fucking throw the match out!” Mina demanded of the zebra as she struggled to her knees. “These losers don't get to run from us agaiNNNNGGHHHH!”
Not about to suffer that sort of sass from a chick that'd cut the power before jumping her from behind, Lily raced in, hopped up and locked her legs around the blonde's head just to lay out on her tummy and THWONK Murray's forehead against the floor!
HURRICANRANA DRIVER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KL19h3io-8
“We don't run from the likes of you.” Lily explained to Mina as she rolled to one knee in the wake of the Hurricanrana Driver. “YOU run. YOU hide. You SNEAK.”
“But we didn't jump your stupid asses.” Lucy huffed. “Kinda starting to wish we had, though.”
“You're a liar, Harker.” Veronica had scraped Daphne off the floor with a handful of hair, now she grabbed onto the woozy brunette's waistband and spun around to put a little extra 'oomph' on it when she tossed Dufresne shoulder-first into the steel guardrail. “You lie as easy as you breathe.” Treymane continued. “And if by some miracle it turns out that you three weren't the trash that jumped us last month, consider this a receipt for all the obnoxious shit you pulled at Slaybor Day.”
Harker opened her mouth to reply, then snapped it shut and raced down the aisle in an attempt to reach the more easily defensible high ground of the squared circle! She made it by 'Ronnie with a whisper to spare and it looked like the way was open until Lily flew in and DROVE her knees between the taller brunette's shoulders! Lucy didn't lose her footing, but her balance was another thing, the Scandalous battler going from a well controlled run to something this close to a headlong tumble. She'd yet to regain control of herself when she THUMPED gut-first into the ring apron! The Crimson Comet recovered much faster, Burlingame helping herself to a handful of trunks and tresses that Al took as a good sign they'd actually get into the ring sooner than lat-- a deep, irritated sigh from the official when Lily peeled Harker off the apron and sent her stumbling toward the ramp in a woozy lurch.
Behind her, Veronica grabbed hold of the challenger's waistband and tugged her into a single heavy Forearm Smash that THWHACKED offa Lucy's lower back! Nodding in satisfaction when Harker sagged on the spot, Treymane went down on one knee, forced her head between the other wrestler's thighs and stood up to boost her opponent into a precarious Electric Chair.
“C'mon Veronica, let's get this in the ring, ok?” Carpenter called over the roar of the FAWNatics.
The Dangerous Dame tipped him a wink and started toward the squared circle, neither the zebra or the challenger were going to get that lucky. See, Lily had sprang onto the apron once she'd sent Harker packing and she'd waited patiently until her big blonde ally reached the foot of the ramp. Soon as she did, the Maroon Meteor hopped onto the second rope, then leapt out into the void, her knees raised to chest level all the better to drive into Harker's chest! Treymane toppled backward as soon as Lily made contact, Destroyer and Lightweight combining their talents to THAWHUMP Harker against the ramp courtesy a Doomsday Meteora! Burlingame rolled through the landing, popped to her feet and threw up the invisible detonator only to immediately dip low to avoid the leaping Axe Kick Mina Murray aimed at her head!
Catching her balance after the miss, the furious blonde barked, “Stand and fight you tricky little shit! Don't make me chase your ass dowNNNGGHH!”
Veronica clubbed her between the shoulders with a Double Axehandle, helped herself to a handful of hair and turned Mina around so she could reel her into a Standing Headscissors. “These two sure are flummoxed when the shoe's on the other foot, aren't they?” Treymane asked the Star Strider as she wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist.
“Serves 'em right.” Burlingame beckoned with both hands, urging the Pinstripe Powerhouse to hoist Mina aloft. “I think we're letting 'em off easy if they don't spend a night in the hospital under observation.”
“They still might.” On that threatening pronouncement Veronica dipped her knees and muscled / hoisted Murray into a slumped seat on her shoulders. With Mina in place Lily took off like a shot, the little brunette shooting down the ramp until she was almost on top of the vulnerable challenger. Then she left her feet in a gorgeous vertical leap, the heiress once again raising her knees to jam them between Murray's shoulders while simultaneously threading her hands across Mina's chin. Gravity took over a heartbeat later and Lucy tugged back while 'Ronnie pushed forward, the ladies of Cosmic Noir THAWHUMPING Murray atop Burlingame's posted knees with a brutal combination of Powerbomb and Lungblower!
POWERBOMB LUNGBLOWER @ 00:08
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNlKj7r87NM
Mina bounced off those bony daggers and went rolling, the lithesome blonde shuddering from end to end as she clutched at her throbbing back. The champs got up, exchanged a high five and would've offered some thanks to the fans if not for the abrupt CLANG of the bell. Frowning, Lily and 'Ronnie turned to the ring and rolled their eyes when they spied Lucy Harker clambering to verticality in the middle of the squared circle while Daphne Dufresne trudged into position on the far side. If there were any doubts the match was live, they vanished when Al Carpenter stepped up to the ropes and began to count, “ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...”
“You want to start or shall I?” Lily asked as they started down the ramp.
“I got this one.” Treymane answered at once. “Harker's face is infinitely punchable, so I'm going to indulge a bit.”
“Then please, allow me to send you off in style.” Burlingame raised the invisible detonator high, gave it a three second countdown, then hit the button for an earth-shattering 'KA-BOOM!' from the Cold November throng!
Veronica treated it like a starter pistol, the former World Champion roaring her way to the edge of the ring, then diving under the bottom—NO! Treymane feigned it, then drew back at the last second to bait out the Elbow Drop that Lucy Harker dropped on the canvas that should've been occupied by her head and shoulders!
Not bothering to hide her grin as the Scandalous brunette sat up and clutched her arm, Veronica slid under the bottom rope for real, then got to her feet and pounded a few stomps into Lucy's upper back. “Not so fun is it, Daisy?” Treymane buried her hands in Harker's hair and hauled her to verticality. “Thinking you've got all the answers right before someone changes the damned questions?”
“Tuuuhhhh... already told ya, idiot.” Lucy grunted. “We didn't jump you. I mean, think about it! When do we EVER do anything in secreNNNGHHH!”
Veronica had been thinking about it, ever since she woke up in the infirmary with a splitting headache the afternoon of All Hallows Evil. It certainly was possible that Harker was telling the truth, but considering Scandalous' track record and their insufferable smugness, the Dangerous Dame had no qualms about popping the brunette in the mouth on general principle. Switching over to a Wristlock when Harker rocked back on her heels, Treymane yanked her into a miniature Shoulderblock, then stepped back and dropped to one knee to send her fellow Californian across the ring with an Irish Whip. Doing so actually put Lucy closer to the Scandalous side of town, but there was no one for her to tag with Mina still nursing her wounds somewhere out on the floor. 'Ronnie threw herself in the opposite direction, the big blonde powerhouse 'twanging' off the rubber-coated steel to ensure she was moving even faster when she came back and took to the skies for a Flying Shoulderblock that caught Harker flush in the sternum! Lucy hit the deck with an audible thud, bounced up immediately thereafter and found herself repeating the last few seconds of her life thanks to another Irish Whip from the champ. The follow-up Shoulderblock hit just as hard as the first and damned if Harker didn't rise with similar alacrity!
FLYING SHOULDERBLOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4YH8tojHd4
Another Wristlock led to a third Irish Whip, but this time Treymane hurled her foe into a neutral set of strands and remained posted up in the center. Lucy saw the blonde readying herself and tried to prepare a counter, but she was wheezing hard after those Shoulderblocks and everything save her traitorous legs seemed to be moving in slow motion. The world didn't resume its normal pace until the Magnificent Moll hunkered down, braced her palms against the Harker's thighs and stood up straight to launch her high into the air! Lucy's arms windmilled wildly, an awkward display that still might've ensured a relatively safe landing on her feet if Treymane hadn't put a hand to the small of her back and shoved down to THAWHAM the brunette down flat on her face, chest and belly!
Harker bounced hard, came up on one knee and pressed a hand to her chest as she tried to catch a breath. As for Treymane, she waited around long enough to confirm Lucy wasn't playing possum before shooting into the ropes directly in front of the penitent battler. Not liking the patter of 'Ronnie's boots on the canvas, Daphne Dufresne pounded a fist against the apron and shouted, “Get out of the way, Luce! Ugly bitch is headed right for--” 'You' was drowned out first by the THWHACK of sole on skull and then by the delighted roar of the crowd when Treymane laid back and kicked Harker's head into the lower bowl with a vicious Cement Shoe!
CEMENT SHOE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWBO_riQ7T0
The low flying bludgeon turned Lucy inside out, the Scandalous brunette flipped over onto the back of her head and shoulders in a gaudy ass in the air Matchbook she would've appreciated on anyone save herself. Her situation grew all the more galling when Treymane rushed in and grabbed hold of the challenger's upturned calves, the Pinstripe Powerhouse pressing her hips to Harker's defenseless glutes while Carpenter counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
Lucy kicked / slipped out of the predicament with a full second to spare, much to the disgust of those gathered for Cold November Pain. The Seattle Sadist however was quite pleased with her friend's resilience, as evidenced by the enthusiastic round of applause she sent Lucy's way. “Yeah, that's right! She's far too tuff for a hipster nerd like you, Treymane! Especially not a CHEATING hipster nerd like--”
The smile fell off Dufresne's face when Veronica raised a foot and stamped down on the pit of her opponent's stomach. “What was that, Daisy?” the Dangerous Dame chided. “Why is it that no one can hear ya unless you're bookended between these two punks?”
Daphne answered with a middle finger that Treymane returned with a kiss and promptly delivered to one cheek. Returning her attention to the wounded brunette, 'Ronnie filled her hands with Lucy's hair and hoisted her upright whereupon she quickly moved into place on her six and slipped her left hand over Harker's chin. In the same instant Treymane sank into a crouch, slipped her right arm between Lucy's thighs and neatly muscled her up across her shoulders.
Torture Rack, Veronica Treymane to Lucy Harker.
TORTURE RACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovUYLMYiOPw
Tugging down on Lucy's chin and left thigh as she tromped around the squared circle, Veronica made sure every jouncing step put more and more strain on the Scandalous vixen's vertebrae. “Ask her!” Treymane called to Carpenter after several seconds of rough chiropractic treatment.
“What do you say, Lucy?” Al questioned as he drew closer to the action. “Need to call it a night?”
“Eeerrrgghhh... I say all the pinstripes in the world can't disguise that fat ass, TreymaAAARRRHHHHH!”
Veronica pulled down on both ends while bouncing in place, the Pinstripe Powerhouse doing everything she could to break Lucy's spirit and spine with a single hold. The increased torque earned louder yowls from Harker as well as a spirited round of 'TAP!' chants from the crowd and around of applause from the Star Strider. It was toward the latter that Treymane turned to see if she wanted a crack at the groaning Californ-- “LILY, BEHIND YOU!”
Burlingame didn't waste time questioning her partner's surprised warning, she simply hopped onto the bottom rope and launched herself out into the void with a gorgeous back-flip! Doing so deposited her on the floor in relative safety and well away from the clutching hands of Mina Murray, who 'Ronnie had spied creeping ever closer to her friend. Unable to hide a smile as the fuming blonde glared daggers at her, the Crimson Comet shrugged and beckoned the challenger forward. “C'mon, Mina. I know you're pretty fast on your feet, maybe you'll actually catch me if I can see you com--”
Turned out Burlingame's peripheral vision was pretty damned good, meaning she caught a glimpse of Daphne barreling in from the left a couple heartbeats before the Gatecrasher would've taken her head off with a Running European Uppercut! Without really thinking about it the heiress threw herself into that gorgeous back bridge so evocative of The Matrix, then straightened up when-- “NNNNGGGHHHH!” Mina rushed in the second Daphne went by and whipped her right leg straight up just to bring that heel THUMPING down into the pit of Burlingame's stomach!
Back in the ring Veronica saw her partner succumb to the numbers game and went to dump Harker to the canvas so she could go help, alas this plan hit a snag when Lucy buried a hand in the Destroyer's hair and wouldn't let go even after she'd squirmed free and come down on her feet. “Gotcha now, bitch.” Lucy doubled down on the hair-hold, yanking 'Ronnie's noggin from side to side more than half a dozen times before she drove a heavy Kneelift between Treymane's eyes! The blonde's knees shivered without giving way, so Lucy switched over to a grip on the nape of her foe's neck and stepped aside to toss her into the ropes. They were already close, so Veronica didn't go more than a few steps before she hit the rubber-coated steel and stumbled back to the challenger, who welcomed her with open arms. Or rather, arm, the right one in particular as Harker hooked it across the champ's chest to clutch her left shoulder. Just like that Lucy muscled Treymane off her feet, the blonde's long legs swinging up so high her heels were pointing at the rafters when Lucy dropped to her knees and PLANTED the former World Champion with a huge Uranage!
URANAGE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rqPHXLUu-8
Harker didn't actually think that a single maneuver would put Treymane down for a three count (even if it was delivered with ring-shivering force) but that didn't stop her from going for a cover, which was to say, it didn't stop her from climbing into a high Schoolgirl mount and grinding her undercarriage into 'Ronnie's protesting features while Al Carpenter counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
Treymane got her hands on the brunette's butt and shoved her clear of the pin a whisper beyond 'TWO!'
“Mina, dear!” Lucy's tone was sweet as pie even though her eyes still tossed hateful sparks. “Your presence is requested in the corner as soon as possible!”
Mina, who'd been stomping a mudhole in Lily's tummy since she first broke the bridge, paused her assault to reply, “Be there in a minute!” After a final vindictive stomp, she bent down, filled both hands with the lightweight's hair and scraped her off the floor. “You're better at cheap shit than I would've expected, though I guess I shouldn't be surprised considering your last name.” Murray murmured. “Still, you've got a long way to go before you're good enough to sit with us. So if you'd be so kind, go find a spot with the rest of the trash!”
Snatching hold of the breathless brunette at trunks and tresses, Mina rushed straight at the barricade and came up just short which still ensured more than enough momentum to hurl Burlingame into the front row of FAWNatics!
Delighted by the scattering of nachos and the slosh of spilled drinks (and that's to say nothing of the pained groan of the sham champion), Murray brushed some invisible dirt off her hands, then turned around and flounced to the Scandalous corner where Lucy was currently throttling Veronica Treymane with the heel of her right boot. Easing off at the arrival of her partner rather than the 'FOUR!' count of the official, Harker raked a hand through her hair, then clapped Mina into the match as soon as the blonde had taken possession of the tag rope.
“Glad to see you're well recovered, dear.” Lucy stepped aside and CRACKED a Knife-Edge Chop offa 'Ronnie's chest.
“Oh yes, the cream always rises and all that.” Mina slipped through the stands, lined up her shot and delivered a scintillating Chop of her own!
Treymane grimaced, forced Murray away with a hard shove and immediately got pasted against the buckles when Harker slammed a Shoulderblock into the pit of her stomach! “Cheap bitch.” the blonde crooked one arm into a 'V' and pounded several heavy Forearm Smashes across the center of Lucy's back. “Get your ass offa meNNNGGHHHH!”
With the Pinstripe Powerhouse otherwise distracted, Mina stutter-stepped forward and THWHACKED a heel into Treymane's chin with a gorgeous Super Kick! The blow turned 'Ronnie's legs to mush and she tumbled out of the corner when Lucy stepped aside, the usually formidable blonde looking uncharacteristically vulnerable sprawled on her back looking up at the lights. Mina could've gone for a cover but didn't, instead she moved to the Scandalous corner and hopped onto the second rope. Lucy joined her shortly thereafter, the sturdy brunette dipping just enough for Murray to drape first one leg, and then the other over her shoulders.
Not too far away, Al Carpenter said, “Whatever this is, I want Lucy back on the apron when it's done.”
The challengers batted their eyelashes at the zebra. “Remind me, Mina, dear. How long did these two thugs accost us before the bell rang? Had to be almost three minutes, right?”
“Closer to four by my count.”
“That's what I thought. And since Mr. Referee did nothing to stop that heinous assault, I don't think we'll be listening to him for the rest of the--”
“Karma's real, ladies.” Carpenter interrupted. “It's not my fault someone else had the bright idea to use your own manipulative bullshit against you.”
The stereo snarls suggested that neither of the Scandalous ladies appreciated such a proclamation, but rather than answer with words, Lucy stomped out of the corner while Mina bridged backward, the blonde voluntarily draping herself down her partner's six like the world's most mean-spirited cape. Stopping a few steps shy of 'Ronnie Treymane, Harker narrowed her eyes at the official and warned, “Fuck with us at your own peril, Carpenter.” On that grim note she snapped forward and dropped to her knees, the shift in momentum whipping Mina up and over to come THWHAMMING down atop the other blonde's chest in a heavy Splash! Treymane shuddered on impact, then groaned aloud when Murray hooked the far leg for a domineering...
WHIPLASH SPLASH @ 2:15
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qccrVLJVBPg
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
The Dangerous Dame twisted a shoulder off the mat with half a second to spare! Mina reared back on her haunches, smoothed her hair down and said, “Would've been three if not for that slow-ass count.”
Al started to reply, only to fall silent when Lucy put a hand on her partner's shoulders. “It's fine, Mina, dear. This nerd wants us to play by the rules? We will. And we'll tear apart these little pampered favorites while we do!”
With that she slipped through the strands and made a great show of taking up the tag rope while Mina plunged her hands into Veronica's hair. Taking great pains to yank 'Ronnie's head from side to side as she hauled the other blonde to verticality, Murray switched over to a Wristlock when Treymane was on her feet and marched her out to the middle of the ring. Once there she stepped back, dropped a shoulder and slung the Pinstripe Powerhouse toward the Scandalous corner as hard as she could. Woozy though she was, Veronica still possessed enough wherewithal to twist around so she hit the buckles back-first.
The BWUUUNG of her collision was still echoing through the floor seats when Murray rushed in, leapt up and DROVE both knees into the champion's chest! Mina tagged Lucy as soon as her feet returned to the canvas, then she helped herself to Treymane's hair and peeled her out of the corner by a few steps. Dipping low, the blonde wedged her head beneath Veronica's left armpit and wrapped her arms around the champ's waist. Meanwhile, Harker skipped back into the squared circle and moved into position behind and slightly to the right of her partner. “Ready?”
“Ready.” Mina popped her hips and snapped off a gorgeous bridge while Lucy dropped to one knee, the pair of callous Californian's working in sync to THWHUMP Treymane's spine with a gorgeous Northern Lights Backbreaker!
NORTHERN LIGHTS BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlGEA9SYoc0
Mina immediately rolled under the bottom rope to the apron, thus ensuring there was nothing for the zebra to complain about when grabbed her victim by the wrists and scraped her off the mat. Still holding those captured wrists, the brunette slipped around behind the dazed Destroyer and drew her arms across her throat straitjacket-style. Lucy jostled the champ from side to side before she sprang up and braced her knees between Treymane's shoulders, the brunette gaining a measure of revenge when she laid out on her back and SKEWERED Treymane with a vicious Straitjacket Lungblower!
STRAITJACKET LUNGBLOWER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=vudL_Iwg35I
Harker relinquished her Wristlocks on impact and the residual momentum sent 'Ronnie bouncing toward verticality, not full verticality, but plenty high enough for the Scandalous challenger to brace her feet between the blonde's shoulders and then send her flying with a Mule Kick that sent Treymane soaring into the buckles with an eye-watering BWUUUNG!
The moronic groaning of the Sheeple told Lucy the landing was every bit as painful as she imagined, yet she still didn't waste any time rolling through a back somersault to regain her feet. Racing at the corner as soon as she was upright, Harker THWHAPPED a nasty Running Forearm Smash into the nape of Veronica's neck, then tagged Mina back into the fracas. Filling that hand with the Destroyer's hair the instant Carpenter acknowledged the switch, Harker wrenched Treymane's head backward and wedged it beneath her left armpit to secure an Inverted Facelock. From there she marched Treymane away from the corner, then grabbed hold of her trunks just above the right hip and muscled her up n' over, Lucy laying out on her back to THAWHAM Veronica down flat on her face courtesy an Inverted Suplex!
INVERTED SUPLEX @ 00:12
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CL2a2eTMMIU
Again, Harker rolled through the impact, the white-clad battler landing astride the Magnificent Moll's lower back so she could grab 'Ronnie's shoulders and haul her to her kne--THWHACK! Murray caught the defenseless champion on the point of the chin with a Basement Super Kick that would've left Treymane in prostrate sprawl if Lucy hadn't laid claim to her biceps and angled them up and back, draping the big blonde's arms over the planes of her thighs.
BASEMENT SUPER KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-H0wKEju_w
“NNNNNNGGHHHHHH!” 'Ronnie couldn't contain a groan when the brunette cupped her chin in both hands and craaaanked back to complete the Camel Clutch!
“You're running short on time, Lucy.” Al warned the challengers even as Mina strutted toward the Dangerous Dame and swung around in a saucy half circle.
“Oh, I think we've got plenty of time to do this.” Harker cooed as she shifted her hands to cup Treymane's chin and forehead.
“Bitch!” Treymane growled over the gathering rumble of the FAWNatics. “Don't you darMMMMMPPPPGGHHHHH!”
“Get in there, loser!” Lucy shoved Treymane's head forward while Mina hunkered down and thrust her hips back, the icy-eyed blonde twerking on the spot to better familiarize the squealing battler with the Smell of Scandal!
This earned plenty of salacious cheers to go along with the boos, though neither proved loud enough to drown out the ref's count of, “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
Lucy abandoned her mount and slithered out of the ring, leaving Mina to casually 'flick' the distended edges of her togs back into place while Veronica tried to rub the blear offa her face. “I'll give you credit, that was a ballsy fuckin' plan, attacking us on the ramp like that.” Murray told the Dangerous Dame as she placed a foot on the side of Treymane's neck and started to press down. “There's not a lot of bitches in that locker room who would even THINK about coming after us like that, let alone actually go through with it. So I've gotta give you points for sheer audacity, but considering how you're moaning against the mat with ass sweat on your face I can't really say it was a GOOD idea.”
“Eeerrrgghhh.... don't give a shit if it was a good idea.” Treymane grabbed hold of Murray's ankle and tried to shove her foot away only for Mina to grind her heel a little harder. “It's what you three whiners deserve after AHHHHRRRGGGH!”
Mina hopped up and STOMPED on the side of her vicitm's skull! “Idiot slut!” Murray shouted down at the wounded champ. “We didn't jump you! We don't NEED to jump you, because we're BETTER than you! That's why MY BOOT is in YOUR MOUTH!”
Veronica's thrashing seemed to suggest she still wasn't taking Mina at face value, so the vindictive blonde grabbed a double handful of hair and pulled Treymane to all fours before reeling her into a Standing Headscissors. Cinching her arms around the other blonde's waist, Murray knotted her hands and muscled the former World Champion up onto her shoulders. Now, Mina Murray wasn't a Destroyer by any means, yet no one in the audience for Cold November Pain could argue she looked extremely dominant as she held the slumped Gangster in place as she turned to all four sides of the ring. Eventually she went up on tiptoes and slung Treymane down as hard as she could, 'Ronnie THAWHAMMED on the back of her head and shoulders as the victim of a massive Powerbomb!Folded in half by the concussive impact, Treymane offered no resistance when Mina slid forward into a heavy seat atop her foe's upturned thighs for a Matchbook good for...
FOLDING POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-Ti8NL9pbA
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Veronica kicked out and twisted onto her side, the Pinstripe Powerhouse calling on her vaunted reserves to keep control of the gold for at least another three seconds! “C'MON CARPENTER!” Mina was on her feet at once, walking down the lanky ref. “I know you're biased but can't you at least PRETEND to do a normal--”
“It's not his count that sucks.” Veronica groaned from all fours. “It's your Powerbomb game. That all you got, Murray? I swear I've had stronger massagNNNGGHH!”
Murray stormed back to the penitent champion, whipped her left leg up and brought that foot THWHAPPING down on the base of 'Ronnie's neck with a gorgeous Axe Kick! “You wanna talk game when you're down there grovelling at my feet?” Mina barked before leaning down to slap the back of Treymane's head over and over. “You're fucking nothing, loser! All that talk about Burlingame having confidence problems has gotta be bullshit because anyone with eyes can see it's been her carrying your no-talent white-meat ass for the last year!”
No response to that so the Scandalous blonde helped herself to a double handful of hair and used it to haul the Magnificent Moll to boot-leather. With that done she switched over to a Wristlock, took a step back and--“RRRGGGHHHH!”
Treymane lunged forward and SMASHED Murray with a Headbutt between the eyes! The challenger reeled and forgot all about the Wristlock until Veronica took control of it for herself and slung the other blonde to the far side of the NO! Treymane jerked her back the way she'd came, went low and wrapped her arms around Mina's upper thighs before shooting onto tiptoe and driving forward and down to THAWHAM her adversary onto the deck with a massive Spinebuster!
SPINEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=alyAPTkG7u8
The Stargazers in attendance bellowed for their heroine to go for a cover, but the Dangerous Dame was feeling quite vengeful so she wedged her shoulders into the pits of Mina's knees and barreled forward until the woozy Californian tumbled backward onto her hands and knees. On her feet immediately thereafter, Treymane grabbed Murray's noggin and wedged it between her thighs in a Standing Headscissors. “Yeah Daisy, I said your Powerbomb game is weak.” she huffed to the other blonde. “So let me show you how it's doNNNGGHHHH!”
Lucy Harker, in no mood to see the pendulum of momentum swing back to the champions, slipped through the ropes neat as you please and THWHACKED a Super Kick offa the back of Treymane's unsuspecting head!
Paying no attention to the outraged grievances of Al Carpenter or the FAWNatics, Harker whipped 'Ronnie around, doubled her over and drew the former World Champ into a Standing Headscissors of her own. “Better idea.” Lucy teased as she hooked her fingers into the leg holes of Treymane's trunks for an undoubtedly vile wedgie. “Why don't I show you how it's DHHHRRRRGGGHHH!”
A black and blue blur fell to earth seemingly from the heavens themselves before taking the form of Lily Burlingame delivering a massive Springboard Dropkick to her opponent's chest! The Star Strider's sudden return to the field meant both members of Scandalous were temporarily neutralized, their Wicked third however was still quite vertical and extremely unhappy with these new developments.
“Get the hell back to your corner, asshole!” Daphne shouted as soon as she'd hopped onto the apron. “You're not fucking legal, so just scurry back to the buckles and wait your--” 'Turn' was still on Dufresne's lips when Mina Murray raaaaaaaaaked her claws down the heiress' back! Grinning ferociously as she spun Burlingame to face her, Murray yanked the brunette into another Standing Headscissors and wrapped her up around the waist.
“Too little, too late, rich girl.” she sneered. “Those belts belong to us!”
Proclamation made she dipped her knees and whipped Burlingame up onto her shoulders to complete the Powerbomb set she'd started with 'Ronn-- 'OOOOOHHHH!' from the capacity crowd when Lily popped her hips to transform the dangerous predicament into a gorgeous Hurricanrana that pitched Mina headlong into the ropes where Daphne was still kvetching over the injustice of Burlingame's timely assistance!
Give the devils their due, Dufresne drew back and Mina grabbed hold of the top rope to prevent an awful noggin on noggin collision, yet they'd barely had time to register the evasion when Lily rushed in and THWHAPPED a Dropkick between Murray's shoulders! No avoiding it that time, Scandalous and Wicked suffered a painful meeting of the minds that resulted in Dufresne tumbling to the floor and Mina stumbling back into the waiting hands of Veronica Treymane.
Seizing the other blonde's hair with great relish, the Pinstripe Powerhouse drove a Kneelift into Murray's gut, then slapped on a Standing Headscissors as soon as the challenger doubled over. With Lily standing guard against a recovering Lucy Harker, Veronica grabbed hold of Mina's powder blue briefs and YANKED them into a, dare I say it, scandalous thong! Switching back to the more traditional Waistlock once her tugging earned a shrill shriek from Mina, 'Ronnie muscled the other blonde into a seat atop her shoulders and hurled her right back down, Murray THWHAMMED against the thinly-sheathed plywood by the Dangerous Dame's Powerbomb! Mina finished that journey folded in half and Treymane immediately covered her with a thighs on calves Matchbook that left the challenger squirming through...
POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xtp-o31GoBo
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Mina escaped with half a second to spare, the battered battler curling up on one side with both arms swaddling the back of her head.
On the more vertical end of things, 'Ronnie and Lily exchanged a high five, but didn't get to actually check on one another before Al cleared his throat and said, “You're gonna have to get back to the corner now, Lily.”
Unlike the challengers, Burlingame made no argument. Instead she went with a nod to the zebra and a wink to her partner. “Don't make me wait too long, gumshoe!
Treymane had no intention of making the Crimson Comet twiddle her thumbs for long, but rather than go straight for Mina, the Magnificent Moll drove a boot into Lucy Harker's ribs just as the brunette struggled to all fours! “Should've stayed out on the apron, Daisy.” Treymane bent down, grabbed hold of Harker's dark hair and yanked her upright. “You'd have still lost, but you'd have a better view of what comes next.”
Lucy grimaced, answered with a couple punches to the blonde's tummy and got rocked with a hard Headbutt for her efforts. Harker stumbled hard and actually started back to the Scandalous corner, but Treymane stomped after her and deftly threaded an arm through the Californian's thighs. That an an arm over the shoulder was more than enough for 'Ronnie to scoop Harker into the air, then stuff her back against the buckles. A bit of work secured Lucy to the Tree of Woe, thus ensuring that Mina Murray was (at least temporarily) on her own when she clambered to verticality a few seconds later.
Quick to note the problem that'd befallen her friend and partner, Murray glared at Carpenter and demanded, “Get her down from there, right now!”
Treymane didn't step into the ref's path when he headed that way, though she certainly made no move to stand aside either. Instead she scuffed a line across the canvas with the toe of one boot and asked, “Why don't you try to do it yourself you sniveling little twerp?”
Mina bared her teeth, settled into a loose martial arts stance Veronica recognized from regular sparring sessions with Autumn Sammain. “How about I kick your teeth down your fucking throat instead?”
Treymane beckoned her in and Murray obliged her, the challenger going straight at the Pinstripe Powerhouse with kicks that smacked off Treymane's shin when she raised a guard. These defenses didn't trouble Mina in the slightest, she simply clasped her hands against the back of Treymane's head and pulled her down so she could deliver a trio of Kneelifts to the champion's midsection. It would've been four or more if 'Ronnie hadn't laced her own hands together and slapped down the latest effort, thus disrupting Murray's rhythm long enough to pump a few heavy shots into her ribs. This was followed by a Bear Hug around Mina's upper thighs, which Treymane used to hoist her foe skyward before sinking to one knee to THUMP her undercarriage with an Inverted Atomic Drop!
Very much pleased by the pained shudder that ran through the other blonde after landing that shot, the Gorgeous Gangster muscled Murray onto her right shoulder and charged across the ring to the Cosmic Noir corner where she DROVE Mina into the buckles with a combination of Spear and Shoulderblock! There was nowhere else for Mina to go, but Treymane grabbed hold of the middle rope and continued to plow forward until Lily leaned over and tagged herself into the match. No words passed between the Tag Champs as Veronica peeled Mina out of the corner with a handful of hair and Burlingame leapt onto the top turnbuckle. Treymane quickly turned the Facelock inside out so that she and Murray were standing back to back with Mina's head resting awkwardly against the point of 'Ronnie's right shoulder. Murray's arms flailed in an effort to escape the Destroyer's grasp, alas her real problem was much higher up, at least until Lily sprang into the void, curled into a ball and spun through a full four hundred and fifty degrees just to stretch out and come down across Mina's chest! Veronica laid out at just the right moment, the Pinstripe Powerhouse adding a Reverse Neckbreaker to the mix as Murray was THWHAMMED against the canvas with scintillating force! Lily rolled clear then scampered back to the crash site to sit on Mina's chest in a Half Matchbook while the crowd called out...
METEOR SHOWER @ 1:48
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pJ6lrD4o-0
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Murray didn't kick out, rather she wearily draped her free foot over the bottom rope with half a second to spare!
Cringing over the mistake, Lily bounced to verticality and delivered a few stomps to Mina's washboard tummy before a murmur from those in attendance shifted her attention to the Scandalous corner. Good thing they had too, as Lucy Harker had almost crunched her way into a seat in the high rent district. As it was she already had the top rope in both hands and was taking a moment to catch her breath. This proved the costliest of mistakes as the Crimson Comet promptly blazed across the canvas, took to the skies and THWHACKED a beautiful Dropkick into the base of her opponent's skull!
Harker jolted forward though it didn't bring her any closer to that safe perch since she abandoned one of her handholds to protect the point of impact. “Chuuuuhhhh... cheap bitch.” Lucy groaned. “You're gonna regret fucking with usSSSNNNNNGGGHHH!”
Still close by despite the fact that the trapped brunette wasn't legal, Burlingame cleared off a few steps, then rushed in and took to the skies once more, only this time she braced her knees against Lucy's back and laced her hands across the challenger's chin. Then she simply held on and let gravity bring her back down to earth, the muffled 'thump' of back on canvas completely overshadowed by the THAWHUMP of Lucy skewered by a Lungblower!
The resultant jolt tore Harker free of her moorings and she crumpled into an awkward pile in the shadow of the ring-post before rolling under the bottom rope to the floor beyond. As captivated as the rest of the crowd by the heiress' high flying tactics, Al Carpenter almost started toward the Scandalous corner before he remembered that Mina Murray was actually the legal member of her team. To that end he turned back to the Cosmic Noir side of town and was startled to find 'Ronnie Treymane putting the screws to Mina Murray with a Full Nelson administered from her place on the apron!
“Hey! Let her go, Veronica! You know better than that! ONE! TWO!”
The Dangerous Dame released at 'TWO!' and allowed Murray to stumble away without further incident, at least until the Scandalous blonde whipped around and lashed out with a Roundhouse that—NO! Treymane caught Mina's ankle and let her bounce on the spot for a couple seconds before she slung the limb away with enough force to spin her in a half circ--THWHACK!
Lily's Super Kick connected where Murray had missed, the pinpoint power of it more than enough to spin Mina back the way she'd came. Carpenter'd already raised a finger to Treymane though he needn't have bothered as the former World Champion was holding the tag rope in one hand and holding the other at shoulder level. Indeed the Gorgeous Gangster was the least of Mina's problems, as the challenger discerned (albeit only vaguely) when Lily palmed her shoulders in both hands and leapt into a voluntary Electric Chair. Didn't last long though, really just enough for Burlingame to hunch forward and tag 'Ronnie. Then she snapped back as hard as she could, the Star Strider landing stretched out flat on her tummy whereas Murray was flipped over to THWHAM down hard on the back of her head and shoulders!
SUPER KICK & POISON 'RANA @ 00:54
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fy28SzNv_RA
Left in an insensate starfish by the virulent efficacy of Lily's Poison 'Rana, Mina didn't register the roar of the crowd or the desperate shouts from Daphne Dufresne, who was still trying to rouse Lucy on the other side of the squared circle. Nor was she aware of the shadow climbing into the high rent district, though if she had she probably would've guessed it was that dipshit super ball brunette looking for another fancy dive. Understandable thinking to be sure, yet completely wrong as it was Veronica Treymane standing tall atop the turnbuckles, Veronica Treymane raising her arms to call down even more noise from the FAWNatics, Veronica Treymane who sprang out into the aether and pulled off a damned impressive midair toe-touch en route to stretching taut as a bowstring to THAWHAM down on Mina's midsection with a massive Frog Splash!
FROG SPLASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cPS2DmLiCqk
The Magnificent Moll could've gone for the cover then and there, but Lily was already in position on the turnbuckles she'd just vacated so 'Ronnie wrapped a hand around the other blonde's throat and hauled her upright in a single spasmodic jerk. Back to the Cosmic buckles, Treymane slung Mina's right arm over her Goozlin' shoulder, then reached down and helped herself to a handful of waistband at the challenger's right hip. Another cheer from the crowd meant Lily had hoisted the invisible detonator so Treymane did the same to Lucy, the big blonde Destroyer dipping her knees to ensure proper elevation when she muscled Murray skyward for a huge Choke Slam! Didn't follow through right away though, instead 'Ronnie moved her right hand to Mina's butt, effectively giving her a temporary 'seat' for the few heartbeats it took Lily to-- the tone of FAWNatical choir went from giddy anticipation to shocked surprise in the span between heartbeats as behind Treymane something went catastrophically wrong.
Because Lily Burlingame, who was positioned in such a way that landing the Dark Between the Stars should've required no effort at all, went hurtling from the high rent district only to wipe out almost half a dozen wide-eyed fans in the front row!
Even in the midst of... whatever the hell this was... Veronica maintained enough wherewithal to hurl Mina forward and down, the Scandalous blonde THWHAMMED to the deck courtesy of a huge Choke Slam!
The ring was still shivering violently when she whirled around to locate this new threat and immediately ate a huge right hand from the woman in the hoodie who'd sent the Maroon Meteor off on such a disastrous course! This encroachment took place in full view of Al Carpenter and he called for the bell even before Treymane soaked up that brazen cheap shot.
With Treymane stepping in fence-post holes after that shot to the chin, the newcomer slipped through the strands and latched onto the Gorgeous Gangster with a rough handful of hair. Wrenching 'Ronnie backward into an awkward arch, this meddling spoiler stuffed the blonde's head beneath her left armpit to complete the Inverted Facelock but rather than seek a submission she reached down with her right hand and grabbed hold of some pinstripes at Treymane's hip. Give her credit, Veronica pounded woozy little punches into her attacker's shoulders and back, but it wasn't nearly enough to free her from the trap before the intruder muscled her up and spun over to land on her back in relative comfort while the Magnificent Moll was PLANTED on her face and chest!
SOMEBODY STOP THIS! @ 00:13
www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6224rDzCnk
Still recovering on the outside, Lucy Harker looked up in confusion as the bell CLANGED over and over again. “What the hell?” she looked to Daphne Dufresne, who's attention was focused solely on the ring. “What the f*ck is this bullshitTTTNNNNGGHHH!”
As of yet unobserved by the cogent members of Scandalous or Cosmic Noir, a second hooded woman hopped over the guardrail and raced straight at the brunette before damned near kicking her head off her shoulders with a Big Boot!
Daphne skipped back to avoid her toppling friend only to sink into a wary crouch as she squared off with the intruder. “Who the fuck do you think--” The Seattle Sadist went dead silent when she realized who'd laid Lucy out.
“This isn't about you, Daphne.” the other woman said quietly. “But it can be, if you feel the need to stick around.”
Dufresne looked to the squared circle, realized that Mina had rolled out of harm's way and decided discretion was the better part of valor. Raising her hands to shoulder level, the brunette dropped to one knee, grabbed hold of Lucy and started to drag her toward the ramp.
Only vaguely aware of the commotion outside, Al Carpenter was torn between leaving the ring to check on Lily and standing guard over Veronica, who currently laid in the long shadow of her attacker. “Look, I don't know what point you're trying to make, but you might as well get out while you can. Security's going to be here any--”
“Don't waste your breath on lies, Algernon.” A hand came up to sweep back the hood, revealing the Temptress herself, Celia Blassenville. “We both know Bethany will slow their response time until my associate and I have made our point.”
CELIA BLASSENVILLE:
“Associate?” the ref asked. “Since when do have associ--”
“Since I decided therapy was the best answer.” Al turned, then blanched along with the rest of the crowd when Becky Clayton pulled her own hood back. “Would you like to see the progress I've made, Al?” the Camouflage Crusher asked. “I came here to show Veronica and Lily, but I'm happy to show you instead.”
BECKY CLAYTON:
Carpenter had no idea how to answer that and Blassenville capitalized on his indecision by peeling Treymane off the mat. “Hey!” Al warned. “Let her go, Celia! I mean NNNGGHHH!”
Bex grabbed him by the collar and belt and ran the poor dope to the edge where she slung him through the ropes! Returning to the Mistress of Puppets as Celia wrapped a hand around Treymane's neck, Clayton mirrored Blassenville's grip, then added a handful of trunks to the equation as well.
“Rules of engagement have changed, Treymane.” she explained to the stunned, incredulous blonde. “Which is to say, I'm through hamstringing myself with them. The Madhouse already belongs to us, we want the Tag Titles next.”
'Ronnie tried to say something but it didn't reach coherence before the longtime enemies hauled her into the sky, then THAWHAMMED her onto the canvas with a Double Choke Slam so steep it landed more like a Powerbomb!
“All Hallows Evil was a warning.” Celia explained to all the white mice as the referees finally appeared at the top of the ramp.
“Tonight was a declaration of intent.” Clayton added. “And at Season's Beatings? We're going to remake this division in our image.”
Delighted by the Peacekeeper's newfound grasp on her teachings, Blassenville offered Becky a fist bump and a smile as the two Destroyers slipped out of the ring and strode up with ramp with nary backwards glance at the ruin they'd made of two top teams.
The lights cut out and he sighed deeply. It was time to have a serious conversation with the folks in production. Of course that would have to wait until later as the darkness was promptly filled by the rasping, 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. Satisfied he was finally safe to proceed, the Announcer resumed his duties. “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 better than you, 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 delayed coronation (due entirely to the shameless cowardice displayed by the champions at All Hallows Evil) the salacious duo wore matching sky blue two-pieces dusted with silver glitter. Gleaming white boots and pads completed their ensemble
“No fake 'injuries' tonight, ladies.” Daphne said to the women at her left and right.
“Just the genuine article.” Lucy agreed. “No denying us this time. Those titles belong to us.”
“As do their asses.” murmured Mina. “Now let's go claim what's ours.”
Intentions perfectly clear, the Wicked triad started down the ramp with Daphne in the lead and challengers a little behind in their usual hip swinging lock-step. They'd only begun to let this disgusting flock of Sheeple have it when a black & silver blur shot out through the curtain and flew down the ramp! The FAWNatics saw her coming and cheered uproariously, but neither Scandalous or Daphne understood the threat until Lily Burlingame took to the skies and THWHACKED a pinpoint Dropkick into the base of Mina's skull! Murray went down like a puppet with cut strings, the blonde cradling her head in both hands while a flabbergasted Lucy and Daphne whirled to confront their attacker.
LILY BURLINGAME:
Eyes falling on the heiress, (who'd just regained her footing) Harker hissed, “Oh, you stupid little bitch. You have no idea how bad you just fucked NNNNNGGGGHHHH!” In the aftermath of Lily's abrupt arrival, neither of the brunettes had paused to consider the whereabouts of Burlingame's Destroyer class partner. This proved a most costly error when Veronica Treymane hopped the barricade a short distance in front (or rather behind, since they'd turned around) of Scandalous and promptly THWHUMPED Lucy across the back of the head with an Enzu Clothesline that sent her sprawling!
VERONICA TREYMANE:
“Quite a job you did on us back at All Hallows Evil, Daisy.” the Pinstripe Powerhouse muttered as she honed in on the wide-eyed, apoplectic Dufresne.
“We thought about returning the favor in the locker room.” Lily added as she started moving into Daphne's blind-spot. “But then we thought, why should we miss TWO pay-per-view's just because you shits don't respect the rules?”
“And did we really want to listen to you whining about deserving a title shot for another month?” Veronica chimed in. “Hell no. But there's nothing that says we couldn't give you three Daises a taste of your own medicine.”
Desperately working to keep both halves of Cosmic Noir in her sites while Lucy and Mina collected themselves, Daphne backpedaled toward the squared circle and sneered, “Don't you dip-shits ever listen? That wasn't us!”
“Right.” 'Ronnie nodded. “Just like it wasn't Lucy and Mina who saved your sorry ass when you were about to tap out to Leno--”
“The hell I was!” the Gatecrasher snarled. “I had that bitch well under control, Lucy and Mina just arrived to make sure she didn't cheat me out of what's rightfully mine!”
“Like this ass kicking?” Burlingame's fingers were twitching as she and Treymane continued to heard the last third of Wicked. “Don't you worry about that, Daph. This one's ALL yours.”
“Wipe that look off your face you snippy little midget, for the last time I told you it wasn't USSSNNNNGHHHH!”
CHICAGO LIGHTNING:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kziPYaabTZo
The former Cherry Bomb feinted forward to draw Daphne's attention and that's when Veronica spun around on her left heel, then hopped up and lashed out with her right leg to THWHACK a huge bolt of Chicago Lightning offa Dufresne's chin!
Daphne went down in a heap and Cosmic Noir finally got a chance to bump knuckles, though more extensive celebrating had to wait because Al Carpenter came rushing up from the ring looking even more frazzled than normal. “Dudes, what the hell was that? Announcer didn't even get halfway through his shtick and you two jump the barricades like--”
“Duuuhhhh... don't you fucking throw the match out!” Mina demanded of the zebra as she struggled to her knees. “These losers don't get to run from us agaiNNNNGGHHHH!”
Not about to suffer that sort of sass from a chick that'd cut the power before jumping her from behind, Lily raced in, hopped up and locked her legs around the blonde's head just to lay out on her tummy and THWONK Murray's forehead against the floor!
HURRICANRANA DRIVER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KL19h3io-8
“We don't run from the likes of you.” Lily explained to Mina as she rolled to one knee in the wake of the Hurricanrana Driver. “YOU run. YOU hide. You SNEAK.”
“But we didn't jump your stupid asses.” Lucy huffed. “Kinda starting to wish we had, though.”
“You're a liar, Harker.” Veronica had scraped Daphne off the floor with a handful of hair, now she grabbed onto the woozy brunette's waistband and spun around to put a little extra 'oomph' on it when she tossed Dufresne shoulder-first into the steel guardrail. “You lie as easy as you breathe.” Treymane continued. “And if by some miracle it turns out that you three weren't the trash that jumped us last month, consider this a receipt for all the obnoxious shit you pulled at Slaybor Day.”
Harker opened her mouth to reply, then snapped it shut and raced down the aisle in an attempt to reach the more easily defensible high ground of the squared circle! She made it by 'Ronnie with a whisper to spare and it looked like the way was open until Lily flew in and DROVE her knees between the taller brunette's shoulders! Lucy didn't lose her footing, but her balance was another thing, the Scandalous battler going from a well controlled run to something this close to a headlong tumble. She'd yet to regain control of herself when she THUMPED gut-first into the ring apron! The Crimson Comet recovered much faster, Burlingame helping herself to a handful of trunks and tresses that Al took as a good sign they'd actually get into the ring sooner than lat-- a deep, irritated sigh from the official when Lily peeled Harker off the apron and sent her stumbling toward the ramp in a woozy lurch.
Behind her, Veronica grabbed hold of the challenger's waistband and tugged her into a single heavy Forearm Smash that THWHACKED offa Lucy's lower back! Nodding in satisfaction when Harker sagged on the spot, Treymane went down on one knee, forced her head between the other wrestler's thighs and stood up to boost her opponent into a precarious Electric Chair.
“C'mon Veronica, let's get this in the ring, ok?” Carpenter called over the roar of the FAWNatics.
The Dangerous Dame tipped him a wink and started toward the squared circle, neither the zebra or the challenger were going to get that lucky. See, Lily had sprang onto the apron once she'd sent Harker packing and she'd waited patiently until her big blonde ally reached the foot of the ramp. Soon as she did, the Maroon Meteor hopped onto the second rope, then leapt out into the void, her knees raised to chest level all the better to drive into Harker's chest! Treymane toppled backward as soon as Lily made contact, Destroyer and Lightweight combining their talents to THAWHUMP Harker against the ramp courtesy a Doomsday Meteora! Burlingame rolled through the landing, popped to her feet and threw up the invisible detonator only to immediately dip low to avoid the leaping Axe Kick Mina Murray aimed at her head!
Catching her balance after the miss, the furious blonde barked, “Stand and fight you tricky little shit! Don't make me chase your ass dowNNNGGHH!”
Veronica clubbed her between the shoulders with a Double Axehandle, helped herself to a handful of hair and turned Mina around so she could reel her into a Standing Headscissors. “These two sure are flummoxed when the shoe's on the other foot, aren't they?” Treymane asked the Star Strider as she wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist.
“Serves 'em right.” Burlingame beckoned with both hands, urging the Pinstripe Powerhouse to hoist Mina aloft. “I think we're letting 'em off easy if they don't spend a night in the hospital under observation.”
“They still might.” On that threatening pronouncement Veronica dipped her knees and muscled / hoisted Murray into a slumped seat on her shoulders. With Mina in place Lily took off like a shot, the little brunette shooting down the ramp until she was almost on top of the vulnerable challenger. Then she left her feet in a gorgeous vertical leap, the heiress once again raising her knees to jam them between Murray's shoulders while simultaneously threading her hands across Mina's chin. Gravity took over a heartbeat later and Lucy tugged back while 'Ronnie pushed forward, the ladies of Cosmic Noir THAWHUMPING Murray atop Burlingame's posted knees with a brutal combination of Powerbomb and Lungblower!
POWERBOMB LUNGBLOWER @ 00:08
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNlKj7r87NM
Mina bounced off those bony daggers and went rolling, the lithesome blonde shuddering from end to end as she clutched at her throbbing back. The champs got up, exchanged a high five and would've offered some thanks to the fans if not for the abrupt CLANG of the bell. Frowning, Lily and 'Ronnie turned to the ring and rolled their eyes when they spied Lucy Harker clambering to verticality in the middle of the squared circle while Daphne Dufresne trudged into position on the far side. If there were any doubts the match was live, they vanished when Al Carpenter stepped up to the ropes and began to count, “ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...”
“You want to start or shall I?” Lily asked as they started down the ramp.
“I got this one.” Treymane answered at once. “Harker's face is infinitely punchable, so I'm going to indulge a bit.”
“Then please, allow me to send you off in style.” Burlingame raised the invisible detonator high, gave it a three second countdown, then hit the button for an earth-shattering 'KA-BOOM!' from the Cold November throng!
Veronica treated it like a starter pistol, the former World Champion roaring her way to the edge of the ring, then diving under the bottom—NO! Treymane feigned it, then drew back at the last second to bait out the Elbow Drop that Lucy Harker dropped on the canvas that should've been occupied by her head and shoulders!
Not bothering to hide her grin as the Scandalous brunette sat up and clutched her arm, Veronica slid under the bottom rope for real, then got to her feet and pounded a few stomps into Lucy's upper back. “Not so fun is it, Daisy?” Treymane buried her hands in Harker's hair and hauled her to verticality. “Thinking you've got all the answers right before someone changes the damned questions?”
“Tuuuhhhh... already told ya, idiot.” Lucy grunted. “We didn't jump you. I mean, think about it! When do we EVER do anything in secreNNNGHHH!”
Veronica had been thinking about it, ever since she woke up in the infirmary with a splitting headache the afternoon of All Hallows Evil. It certainly was possible that Harker was telling the truth, but considering Scandalous' track record and their insufferable smugness, the Dangerous Dame had no qualms about popping the brunette in the mouth on general principle. Switching over to a Wristlock when Harker rocked back on her heels, Treymane yanked her into a miniature Shoulderblock, then stepped back and dropped to one knee to send her fellow Californian across the ring with an Irish Whip. Doing so actually put Lucy closer to the Scandalous side of town, but there was no one for her to tag with Mina still nursing her wounds somewhere out on the floor. 'Ronnie threw herself in the opposite direction, the big blonde powerhouse 'twanging' off the rubber-coated steel to ensure she was moving even faster when she came back and took to the skies for a Flying Shoulderblock that caught Harker flush in the sternum! Lucy hit the deck with an audible thud, bounced up immediately thereafter and found herself repeating the last few seconds of her life thanks to another Irish Whip from the champ. The follow-up Shoulderblock hit just as hard as the first and damned if Harker didn't rise with similar alacrity!
FLYING SHOULDERBLOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4YH8tojHd4
Another Wristlock led to a third Irish Whip, but this time Treymane hurled her foe into a neutral set of strands and remained posted up in the center. Lucy saw the blonde readying herself and tried to prepare a counter, but she was wheezing hard after those Shoulderblocks and everything save her traitorous legs seemed to be moving in slow motion. The world didn't resume its normal pace until the Magnificent Moll hunkered down, braced her palms against the Harker's thighs and stood up straight to launch her high into the air! Lucy's arms windmilled wildly, an awkward display that still might've ensured a relatively safe landing on her feet if Treymane hadn't put a hand to the small of her back and shoved down to THAWHAM the brunette down flat on her face, chest and belly!
Harker bounced hard, came up on one knee and pressed a hand to her chest as she tried to catch a breath. As for Treymane, she waited around long enough to confirm Lucy wasn't playing possum before shooting into the ropes directly in front of the penitent battler. Not liking the patter of 'Ronnie's boots on the canvas, Daphne Dufresne pounded a fist against the apron and shouted, “Get out of the way, Luce! Ugly bitch is headed right for--” 'You' was drowned out first by the THWHACK of sole on skull and then by the delighted roar of the crowd when Treymane laid back and kicked Harker's head into the lower bowl with a vicious Cement Shoe!
CEMENT SHOE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWBO_riQ7T0
The low flying bludgeon turned Lucy inside out, the Scandalous brunette flipped over onto the back of her head and shoulders in a gaudy ass in the air Matchbook she would've appreciated on anyone save herself. Her situation grew all the more galling when Treymane rushed in and grabbed hold of the challenger's upturned calves, the Pinstripe Powerhouse pressing her hips to Harker's defenseless glutes while Carpenter counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
Lucy kicked / slipped out of the predicament with a full second to spare, much to the disgust of those gathered for Cold November Pain. The Seattle Sadist however was quite pleased with her friend's resilience, as evidenced by the enthusiastic round of applause she sent Lucy's way. “Yeah, that's right! She's far too tuff for a hipster nerd like you, Treymane! Especially not a CHEATING hipster nerd like--”
The smile fell off Dufresne's face when Veronica raised a foot and stamped down on the pit of her opponent's stomach. “What was that, Daisy?” the Dangerous Dame chided. “Why is it that no one can hear ya unless you're bookended between these two punks?”
Daphne answered with a middle finger that Treymane returned with a kiss and promptly delivered to one cheek. Returning her attention to the wounded brunette, 'Ronnie filled her hands with Lucy's hair and hoisted her upright whereupon she quickly moved into place on her six and slipped her left hand over Harker's chin. In the same instant Treymane sank into a crouch, slipped her right arm between Lucy's thighs and neatly muscled her up across her shoulders.
Torture Rack, Veronica Treymane to Lucy Harker.
TORTURE RACK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovUYLMYiOPw
Tugging down on Lucy's chin and left thigh as she tromped around the squared circle, Veronica made sure every jouncing step put more and more strain on the Scandalous vixen's vertebrae. “Ask her!” Treymane called to Carpenter after several seconds of rough chiropractic treatment.
“What do you say, Lucy?” Al questioned as he drew closer to the action. “Need to call it a night?”
“Eeerrrgghhh... I say all the pinstripes in the world can't disguise that fat ass, TreymaAAARRRHHHHH!”
Veronica pulled down on both ends while bouncing in place, the Pinstripe Powerhouse doing everything she could to break Lucy's spirit and spine with a single hold. The increased torque earned louder yowls from Harker as well as a spirited round of 'TAP!' chants from the crowd and around of applause from the Star Strider. It was toward the latter that Treymane turned to see if she wanted a crack at the groaning Californ-- “LILY, BEHIND YOU!”
Burlingame didn't waste time questioning her partner's surprised warning, she simply hopped onto the bottom rope and launched herself out into the void with a gorgeous back-flip! Doing so deposited her on the floor in relative safety and well away from the clutching hands of Mina Murray, who 'Ronnie had spied creeping ever closer to her friend. Unable to hide a smile as the fuming blonde glared daggers at her, the Crimson Comet shrugged and beckoned the challenger forward. “C'mon, Mina. I know you're pretty fast on your feet, maybe you'll actually catch me if I can see you com--”
Turned out Burlingame's peripheral vision was pretty damned good, meaning she caught a glimpse of Daphne barreling in from the left a couple heartbeats before the Gatecrasher would've taken her head off with a Running European Uppercut! Without really thinking about it the heiress threw herself into that gorgeous back bridge so evocative of The Matrix, then straightened up when-- “NNNNGGGHHHH!” Mina rushed in the second Daphne went by and whipped her right leg straight up just to bring that heel THUMPING down into the pit of Burlingame's stomach!
Back in the ring Veronica saw her partner succumb to the numbers game and went to dump Harker to the canvas so she could go help, alas this plan hit a snag when Lucy buried a hand in the Destroyer's hair and wouldn't let go even after she'd squirmed free and come down on her feet. “Gotcha now, bitch.” Lucy doubled down on the hair-hold, yanking 'Ronnie's noggin from side to side more than half a dozen times before she drove a heavy Kneelift between Treymane's eyes! The blonde's knees shivered without giving way, so Lucy switched over to a grip on the nape of her foe's neck and stepped aside to toss her into the ropes. They were already close, so Veronica didn't go more than a few steps before she hit the rubber-coated steel and stumbled back to the challenger, who welcomed her with open arms. Or rather, arm, the right one in particular as Harker hooked it across the champ's chest to clutch her left shoulder. Just like that Lucy muscled Treymane off her feet, the blonde's long legs swinging up so high her heels were pointing at the rafters when Lucy dropped to her knees and PLANTED the former World Champion with a huge Uranage!
URANAGE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rqPHXLUu-8
Harker didn't actually think that a single maneuver would put Treymane down for a three count (even if it was delivered with ring-shivering force) but that didn't stop her from going for a cover, which was to say, it didn't stop her from climbing into a high Schoolgirl mount and grinding her undercarriage into 'Ronnie's protesting features while Al Carpenter counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
Treymane got her hands on the brunette's butt and shoved her clear of the pin a whisper beyond 'TWO!'
“Mina, dear!” Lucy's tone was sweet as pie even though her eyes still tossed hateful sparks. “Your presence is requested in the corner as soon as possible!”
Mina, who'd been stomping a mudhole in Lily's tummy since she first broke the bridge, paused her assault to reply, “Be there in a minute!” After a final vindictive stomp, she bent down, filled both hands with the lightweight's hair and scraped her off the floor. “You're better at cheap shit than I would've expected, though I guess I shouldn't be surprised considering your last name.” Murray murmured. “Still, you've got a long way to go before you're good enough to sit with us. So if you'd be so kind, go find a spot with the rest of the trash!”
Snatching hold of the breathless brunette at trunks and tresses, Mina rushed straight at the barricade and came up just short which still ensured more than enough momentum to hurl Burlingame into the front row of FAWNatics!
Delighted by the scattering of nachos and the slosh of spilled drinks (and that's to say nothing of the pained groan of the sham champion), Murray brushed some invisible dirt off her hands, then turned around and flounced to the Scandalous corner where Lucy was currently throttling Veronica Treymane with the heel of her right boot. Easing off at the arrival of her partner rather than the 'FOUR!' count of the official, Harker raked a hand through her hair, then clapped Mina into the match as soon as the blonde had taken possession of the tag rope.
“Glad to see you're well recovered, dear.” Lucy stepped aside and CRACKED a Knife-Edge Chop offa 'Ronnie's chest.
“Oh yes, the cream always rises and all that.” Mina slipped through the stands, lined up her shot and delivered a scintillating Chop of her own!
Treymane grimaced, forced Murray away with a hard shove and immediately got pasted against the buckles when Harker slammed a Shoulderblock into the pit of her stomach! “Cheap bitch.” the blonde crooked one arm into a 'V' and pounded several heavy Forearm Smashes across the center of Lucy's back. “Get your ass offa meNNNGGHHHH!”
With the Pinstripe Powerhouse otherwise distracted, Mina stutter-stepped forward and THWHACKED a heel into Treymane's chin with a gorgeous Super Kick! The blow turned 'Ronnie's legs to mush and she tumbled out of the corner when Lucy stepped aside, the usually formidable blonde looking uncharacteristically vulnerable sprawled on her back looking up at the lights. Mina could've gone for a cover but didn't, instead she moved to the Scandalous corner and hopped onto the second rope. Lucy joined her shortly thereafter, the sturdy brunette dipping just enough for Murray to drape first one leg, and then the other over her shoulders.
Not too far away, Al Carpenter said, “Whatever this is, I want Lucy back on the apron when it's done.”
The challengers batted their eyelashes at the zebra. “Remind me, Mina, dear. How long did these two thugs accost us before the bell rang? Had to be almost three minutes, right?”
“Closer to four by my count.”
“That's what I thought. And since Mr. Referee did nothing to stop that heinous assault, I don't think we'll be listening to him for the rest of the--”
“Karma's real, ladies.” Carpenter interrupted. “It's not my fault someone else had the bright idea to use your own manipulative bullshit against you.”
The stereo snarls suggested that neither of the Scandalous ladies appreciated such a proclamation, but rather than answer with words, Lucy stomped out of the corner while Mina bridged backward, the blonde voluntarily draping herself down her partner's six like the world's most mean-spirited cape. Stopping a few steps shy of 'Ronnie Treymane, Harker narrowed her eyes at the official and warned, “Fuck with us at your own peril, Carpenter.” On that grim note she snapped forward and dropped to her knees, the shift in momentum whipping Mina up and over to come THWHAMMING down atop the other blonde's chest in a heavy Splash! Treymane shuddered on impact, then groaned aloud when Murray hooked the far leg for a domineering...
WHIPLASH SPLASH @ 2:15
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qccrVLJVBPg
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
The Dangerous Dame twisted a shoulder off the mat with half a second to spare! Mina reared back on her haunches, smoothed her hair down and said, “Would've been three if not for that slow-ass count.”
Al started to reply, only to fall silent when Lucy put a hand on her partner's shoulders. “It's fine, Mina, dear. This nerd wants us to play by the rules? We will. And we'll tear apart these little pampered favorites while we do!”
With that she slipped through the strands and made a great show of taking up the tag rope while Mina plunged her hands into Veronica's hair. Taking great pains to yank 'Ronnie's head from side to side as she hauled the other blonde to verticality, Murray switched over to a Wristlock when Treymane was on her feet and marched her out to the middle of the ring. Once there she stepped back, dropped a shoulder and slung the Pinstripe Powerhouse toward the Scandalous corner as hard as she could. Woozy though she was, Veronica still possessed enough wherewithal to twist around so she hit the buckles back-first.
The BWUUUNG of her collision was still echoing through the floor seats when Murray rushed in, leapt up and DROVE both knees into the champion's chest! Mina tagged Lucy as soon as her feet returned to the canvas, then she helped herself to Treymane's hair and peeled her out of the corner by a few steps. Dipping low, the blonde wedged her head beneath Veronica's left armpit and wrapped her arms around the champ's waist. Meanwhile, Harker skipped back into the squared circle and moved into position behind and slightly to the right of her partner. “Ready?”
“Ready.” Mina popped her hips and snapped off a gorgeous bridge while Lucy dropped to one knee, the pair of callous Californian's working in sync to THWHUMP Treymane's spine with a gorgeous Northern Lights Backbreaker!
NORTHERN LIGHTS BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlGEA9SYoc0
Mina immediately rolled under the bottom rope to the apron, thus ensuring there was nothing for the zebra to complain about when grabbed her victim by the wrists and scraped her off the mat. Still holding those captured wrists, the brunette slipped around behind the dazed Destroyer and drew her arms across her throat straitjacket-style. Lucy jostled the champ from side to side before she sprang up and braced her knees between Treymane's shoulders, the brunette gaining a measure of revenge when she laid out on her back and SKEWERED Treymane with a vicious Straitjacket Lungblower!
STRAITJACKET LUNGBLOWER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=vudL_Iwg35I
Harker relinquished her Wristlocks on impact and the residual momentum sent 'Ronnie bouncing toward verticality, not full verticality, but plenty high enough for the Scandalous challenger to brace her feet between the blonde's shoulders and then send her flying with a Mule Kick that sent Treymane soaring into the buckles with an eye-watering BWUUUNG!
The moronic groaning of the Sheeple told Lucy the landing was every bit as painful as she imagined, yet she still didn't waste any time rolling through a back somersault to regain her feet. Racing at the corner as soon as she was upright, Harker THWHAPPED a nasty Running Forearm Smash into the nape of Veronica's neck, then tagged Mina back into the fracas. Filling that hand with the Destroyer's hair the instant Carpenter acknowledged the switch, Harker wrenched Treymane's head backward and wedged it beneath her left armpit to secure an Inverted Facelock. From there she marched Treymane away from the corner, then grabbed hold of her trunks just above the right hip and muscled her up n' over, Lucy laying out on her back to THAWHAM Veronica down flat on her face courtesy an Inverted Suplex!
INVERTED SUPLEX @ 00:12
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CL2a2eTMMIU
Again, Harker rolled through the impact, the white-clad battler landing astride the Magnificent Moll's lower back so she could grab 'Ronnie's shoulders and haul her to her kne--THWHACK! Murray caught the defenseless champion on the point of the chin with a Basement Super Kick that would've left Treymane in prostrate sprawl if Lucy hadn't laid claim to her biceps and angled them up and back, draping the big blonde's arms over the planes of her thighs.
BASEMENT SUPER KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-H0wKEju_w
“NNNNNNGGHHHHHH!” 'Ronnie couldn't contain a groan when the brunette cupped her chin in both hands and craaaanked back to complete the Camel Clutch!
“You're running short on time, Lucy.” Al warned the challengers even as Mina strutted toward the Dangerous Dame and swung around in a saucy half circle.
“Oh, I think we've got plenty of time to do this.” Harker cooed as she shifted her hands to cup Treymane's chin and forehead.
“Bitch!” Treymane growled over the gathering rumble of the FAWNatics. “Don't you darMMMMMPPPPGGHHHHH!”
“Get in there, loser!” Lucy shoved Treymane's head forward while Mina hunkered down and thrust her hips back, the icy-eyed blonde twerking on the spot to better familiarize the squealing battler with the Smell of Scandal!
This earned plenty of salacious cheers to go along with the boos, though neither proved loud enough to drown out the ref's count of, “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”
Lucy abandoned her mount and slithered out of the ring, leaving Mina to casually 'flick' the distended edges of her togs back into place while Veronica tried to rub the blear offa her face. “I'll give you credit, that was a ballsy fuckin' plan, attacking us on the ramp like that.” Murray told the Dangerous Dame as she placed a foot on the side of Treymane's neck and started to press down. “There's not a lot of bitches in that locker room who would even THINK about coming after us like that, let alone actually go through with it. So I've gotta give you points for sheer audacity, but considering how you're moaning against the mat with ass sweat on your face I can't really say it was a GOOD idea.”
“Eeerrrgghhh.... don't give a shit if it was a good idea.” Treymane grabbed hold of Murray's ankle and tried to shove her foot away only for Mina to grind her heel a little harder. “It's what you three whiners deserve after AHHHHRRRGGGH!”
Mina hopped up and STOMPED on the side of her vicitm's skull! “Idiot slut!” Murray shouted down at the wounded champ. “We didn't jump you! We don't NEED to jump you, because we're BETTER than you! That's why MY BOOT is in YOUR MOUTH!”
Veronica's thrashing seemed to suggest she still wasn't taking Mina at face value, so the vindictive blonde grabbed a double handful of hair and pulled Treymane to all fours before reeling her into a Standing Headscissors. Cinching her arms around the other blonde's waist, Murray knotted her hands and muscled the former World Champion up onto her shoulders. Now, Mina Murray wasn't a Destroyer by any means, yet no one in the audience for Cold November Pain could argue she looked extremely dominant as she held the slumped Gangster in place as she turned to all four sides of the ring. Eventually she went up on tiptoes and slung Treymane down as hard as she could, 'Ronnie THAWHAMMED on the back of her head and shoulders as the victim of a massive Powerbomb!Folded in half by the concussive impact, Treymane offered no resistance when Mina slid forward into a heavy seat atop her foe's upturned thighs for a Matchbook good for...
FOLDING POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-Ti8NL9pbA
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Veronica kicked out and twisted onto her side, the Pinstripe Powerhouse calling on her vaunted reserves to keep control of the gold for at least another three seconds! “C'MON CARPENTER!” Mina was on her feet at once, walking down the lanky ref. “I know you're biased but can't you at least PRETEND to do a normal--”
“It's not his count that sucks.” Veronica groaned from all fours. “It's your Powerbomb game. That all you got, Murray? I swear I've had stronger massagNNNGGHH!”
Murray stormed back to the penitent champion, whipped her left leg up and brought that foot THWHAPPING down on the base of 'Ronnie's neck with a gorgeous Axe Kick! “You wanna talk game when you're down there grovelling at my feet?” Mina barked before leaning down to slap the back of Treymane's head over and over. “You're fucking nothing, loser! All that talk about Burlingame having confidence problems has gotta be bullshit because anyone with eyes can see it's been her carrying your no-talent white-meat ass for the last year!”
No response to that so the Scandalous blonde helped herself to a double handful of hair and used it to haul the Magnificent Moll to boot-leather. With that done she switched over to a Wristlock, took a step back and--“RRRGGGHHHH!”
Treymane lunged forward and SMASHED Murray with a Headbutt between the eyes! The challenger reeled and forgot all about the Wristlock until Veronica took control of it for herself and slung the other blonde to the far side of the NO! Treymane jerked her back the way she'd came, went low and wrapped her arms around Mina's upper thighs before shooting onto tiptoe and driving forward and down to THAWHAM her adversary onto the deck with a massive Spinebuster!
SPINEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=alyAPTkG7u8
The Stargazers in attendance bellowed for their heroine to go for a cover, but the Dangerous Dame was feeling quite vengeful so she wedged her shoulders into the pits of Mina's knees and barreled forward until the woozy Californian tumbled backward onto her hands and knees. On her feet immediately thereafter, Treymane grabbed Murray's noggin and wedged it between her thighs in a Standing Headscissors. “Yeah Daisy, I said your Powerbomb game is weak.” she huffed to the other blonde. “So let me show you how it's doNNNGGHHHH!”
Lucy Harker, in no mood to see the pendulum of momentum swing back to the champions, slipped through the ropes neat as you please and THWHACKED a Super Kick offa the back of Treymane's unsuspecting head!
Paying no attention to the outraged grievances of Al Carpenter or the FAWNatics, Harker whipped 'Ronnie around, doubled her over and drew the former World Champ into a Standing Headscissors of her own. “Better idea.” Lucy teased as she hooked her fingers into the leg holes of Treymane's trunks for an undoubtedly vile wedgie. “Why don't I show you how it's DHHHRRRRGGGHHH!”
A black and blue blur fell to earth seemingly from the heavens themselves before taking the form of Lily Burlingame delivering a massive Springboard Dropkick to her opponent's chest! The Star Strider's sudden return to the field meant both members of Scandalous were temporarily neutralized, their Wicked third however was still quite vertical and extremely unhappy with these new developments.
“Get the hell back to your corner, asshole!” Daphne shouted as soon as she'd hopped onto the apron. “You're not fucking legal, so just scurry back to the buckles and wait your--” 'Turn' was still on Dufresne's lips when Mina Murray raaaaaaaaaked her claws down the heiress' back! Grinning ferociously as she spun Burlingame to face her, Murray yanked the brunette into another Standing Headscissors and wrapped her up around the waist.
“Too little, too late, rich girl.” she sneered. “Those belts belong to us!”
Proclamation made she dipped her knees and whipped Burlingame up onto her shoulders to complete the Powerbomb set she'd started with 'Ronn-- 'OOOOOHHHH!' from the capacity crowd when Lily popped her hips to transform the dangerous predicament into a gorgeous Hurricanrana that pitched Mina headlong into the ropes where Daphne was still kvetching over the injustice of Burlingame's timely assistance!
Give the devils their due, Dufresne drew back and Mina grabbed hold of the top rope to prevent an awful noggin on noggin collision, yet they'd barely had time to register the evasion when Lily rushed in and THWHAPPED a Dropkick between Murray's shoulders! No avoiding it that time, Scandalous and Wicked suffered a painful meeting of the minds that resulted in Dufresne tumbling to the floor and Mina stumbling back into the waiting hands of Veronica Treymane.
Seizing the other blonde's hair with great relish, the Pinstripe Powerhouse drove a Kneelift into Murray's gut, then slapped on a Standing Headscissors as soon as the challenger doubled over. With Lily standing guard against a recovering Lucy Harker, Veronica grabbed hold of Mina's powder blue briefs and YANKED them into a, dare I say it, scandalous thong! Switching back to the more traditional Waistlock once her tugging earned a shrill shriek from Mina, 'Ronnie muscled the other blonde into a seat atop her shoulders and hurled her right back down, Murray THWHAMMED against the thinly-sheathed plywood by the Dangerous Dame's Powerbomb! Mina finished that journey folded in half and Treymane immediately covered her with a thighs on calves Matchbook that left the challenger squirming through...
POWERBOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xtp-o31GoBo
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Mina escaped with half a second to spare, the battered battler curling up on one side with both arms swaddling the back of her head.
On the more vertical end of things, 'Ronnie and Lily exchanged a high five, but didn't get to actually check on one another before Al cleared his throat and said, “You're gonna have to get back to the corner now, Lily.”
Unlike the challengers, Burlingame made no argument. Instead she went with a nod to the zebra and a wink to her partner. “Don't make me wait too long, gumshoe!
Treymane had no intention of making the Crimson Comet twiddle her thumbs for long, but rather than go straight for Mina, the Magnificent Moll drove a boot into Lucy Harker's ribs just as the brunette struggled to all fours! “Should've stayed out on the apron, Daisy.” Treymane bent down, grabbed hold of Harker's dark hair and yanked her upright. “You'd have still lost, but you'd have a better view of what comes next.”
Lucy grimaced, answered with a couple punches to the blonde's tummy and got rocked with a hard Headbutt for her efforts. Harker stumbled hard and actually started back to the Scandalous corner, but Treymane stomped after her and deftly threaded an arm through the Californian's thighs. That an an arm over the shoulder was more than enough for 'Ronnie to scoop Harker into the air, then stuff her back against the buckles. A bit of work secured Lucy to the Tree of Woe, thus ensuring that Mina Murray was (at least temporarily) on her own when she clambered to verticality a few seconds later.
Quick to note the problem that'd befallen her friend and partner, Murray glared at Carpenter and demanded, “Get her down from there, right now!”
Treymane didn't step into the ref's path when he headed that way, though she certainly made no move to stand aside either. Instead she scuffed a line across the canvas with the toe of one boot and asked, “Why don't you try to do it yourself you sniveling little twerp?”
Mina bared her teeth, settled into a loose martial arts stance Veronica recognized from regular sparring sessions with Autumn Sammain. “How about I kick your teeth down your fucking throat instead?”
Treymane beckoned her in and Murray obliged her, the challenger going straight at the Pinstripe Powerhouse with kicks that smacked off Treymane's shin when she raised a guard. These defenses didn't trouble Mina in the slightest, she simply clasped her hands against the back of Treymane's head and pulled her down so she could deliver a trio of Kneelifts to the champion's midsection. It would've been four or more if 'Ronnie hadn't laced her own hands together and slapped down the latest effort, thus disrupting Murray's rhythm long enough to pump a few heavy shots into her ribs. This was followed by a Bear Hug around Mina's upper thighs, which Treymane used to hoist her foe skyward before sinking to one knee to THUMP her undercarriage with an Inverted Atomic Drop!
Very much pleased by the pained shudder that ran through the other blonde after landing that shot, the Gorgeous Gangster muscled Murray onto her right shoulder and charged across the ring to the Cosmic Noir corner where she DROVE Mina into the buckles with a combination of Spear and Shoulderblock! There was nowhere else for Mina to go, but Treymane grabbed hold of the middle rope and continued to plow forward until Lily leaned over and tagged herself into the match. No words passed between the Tag Champs as Veronica peeled Mina out of the corner with a handful of hair and Burlingame leapt onto the top turnbuckle. Treymane quickly turned the Facelock inside out so that she and Murray were standing back to back with Mina's head resting awkwardly against the point of 'Ronnie's right shoulder. Murray's arms flailed in an effort to escape the Destroyer's grasp, alas her real problem was much higher up, at least until Lily sprang into the void, curled into a ball and spun through a full four hundred and fifty degrees just to stretch out and come down across Mina's chest! Veronica laid out at just the right moment, the Pinstripe Powerhouse adding a Reverse Neckbreaker to the mix as Murray was THWHAMMED against the canvas with scintillating force! Lily rolled clear then scampered back to the crash site to sit on Mina's chest in a Half Matchbook while the crowd called out...
METEOR SHOWER @ 1:48
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pJ6lrD4o-0
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Murray didn't kick out, rather she wearily draped her free foot over the bottom rope with half a second to spare!
Cringing over the mistake, Lily bounced to verticality and delivered a few stomps to Mina's washboard tummy before a murmur from those in attendance shifted her attention to the Scandalous corner. Good thing they had too, as Lucy Harker had almost crunched her way into a seat in the high rent district. As it was she already had the top rope in both hands and was taking a moment to catch her breath. This proved the costliest of mistakes as the Crimson Comet promptly blazed across the canvas, took to the skies and THWHACKED a beautiful Dropkick into the base of her opponent's skull!
Harker jolted forward though it didn't bring her any closer to that safe perch since she abandoned one of her handholds to protect the point of impact. “Chuuuuhhhh... cheap bitch.” Lucy groaned. “You're gonna regret fucking with usSSSNNNNNGGGHHH!”
Still close by despite the fact that the trapped brunette wasn't legal, Burlingame cleared off a few steps, then rushed in and took to the skies once more, only this time she braced her knees against Lucy's back and laced her hands across the challenger's chin. Then she simply held on and let gravity bring her back down to earth, the muffled 'thump' of back on canvas completely overshadowed by the THAWHUMP of Lucy skewered by a Lungblower!
The resultant jolt tore Harker free of her moorings and she crumpled into an awkward pile in the shadow of the ring-post before rolling under the bottom rope to the floor beyond. As captivated as the rest of the crowd by the heiress' high flying tactics, Al Carpenter almost started toward the Scandalous corner before he remembered that Mina Murray was actually the legal member of her team. To that end he turned back to the Cosmic Noir side of town and was startled to find 'Ronnie Treymane putting the screws to Mina Murray with a Full Nelson administered from her place on the apron!
“Hey! Let her go, Veronica! You know better than that! ONE! TWO!”
The Dangerous Dame released at 'TWO!' and allowed Murray to stumble away without further incident, at least until the Scandalous blonde whipped around and lashed out with a Roundhouse that—NO! Treymane caught Mina's ankle and let her bounce on the spot for a couple seconds before she slung the limb away with enough force to spin her in a half circ--THWHACK!
Lily's Super Kick connected where Murray had missed, the pinpoint power of it more than enough to spin Mina back the way she'd came. Carpenter'd already raised a finger to Treymane though he needn't have bothered as the former World Champion was holding the tag rope in one hand and holding the other at shoulder level. Indeed the Gorgeous Gangster was the least of Mina's problems, as the challenger discerned (albeit only vaguely) when Lily palmed her shoulders in both hands and leapt into a voluntary Electric Chair. Didn't last long though, really just enough for Burlingame to hunch forward and tag 'Ronnie. Then she snapped back as hard as she could, the Star Strider landing stretched out flat on her tummy whereas Murray was flipped over to THWHAM down hard on the back of her head and shoulders!
SUPER KICK & POISON 'RANA @ 00:54
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fy28SzNv_RA
Left in an insensate starfish by the virulent efficacy of Lily's Poison 'Rana, Mina didn't register the roar of the crowd or the desperate shouts from Daphne Dufresne, who was still trying to rouse Lucy on the other side of the squared circle. Nor was she aware of the shadow climbing into the high rent district, though if she had she probably would've guessed it was that dipshit super ball brunette looking for another fancy dive. Understandable thinking to be sure, yet completely wrong as it was Veronica Treymane standing tall atop the turnbuckles, Veronica Treymane raising her arms to call down even more noise from the FAWNatics, Veronica Treymane who sprang out into the aether and pulled off a damned impressive midair toe-touch en route to stretching taut as a bowstring to THAWHAM down on Mina's midsection with a massive Frog Splash!
FROG SPLASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cPS2DmLiCqk
The Magnificent Moll could've gone for the cover then and there, but Lily was already in position on the turnbuckles she'd just vacated so 'Ronnie wrapped a hand around the other blonde's throat and hauled her upright in a single spasmodic jerk. Back to the Cosmic buckles, Treymane slung Mina's right arm over her Goozlin' shoulder, then reached down and helped herself to a handful of waistband at the challenger's right hip. Another cheer from the crowd meant Lily had hoisted the invisible detonator so Treymane did the same to Lucy, the big blonde Destroyer dipping her knees to ensure proper elevation when she muscled Murray skyward for a huge Choke Slam! Didn't follow through right away though, instead 'Ronnie moved her right hand to Mina's butt, effectively giving her a temporary 'seat' for the few heartbeats it took Lily to-- the tone of FAWNatical choir went from giddy anticipation to shocked surprise in the span between heartbeats as behind Treymane something went catastrophically wrong.
Because Lily Burlingame, who was positioned in such a way that landing the Dark Between the Stars should've required no effort at all, went hurtling from the high rent district only to wipe out almost half a dozen wide-eyed fans in the front row!
Even in the midst of... whatever the hell this was... Veronica maintained enough wherewithal to hurl Mina forward and down, the Scandalous blonde THWHAMMED to the deck courtesy of a huge Choke Slam!
The ring was still shivering violently when she whirled around to locate this new threat and immediately ate a huge right hand from the woman in the hoodie who'd sent the Maroon Meteor off on such a disastrous course! This encroachment took place in full view of Al Carpenter and he called for the bell even before Treymane soaked up that brazen cheap shot.
With Treymane stepping in fence-post holes after that shot to the chin, the newcomer slipped through the strands and latched onto the Gorgeous Gangster with a rough handful of hair. Wrenching 'Ronnie backward into an awkward arch, this meddling spoiler stuffed the blonde's head beneath her left armpit to complete the Inverted Facelock but rather than seek a submission she reached down with her right hand and grabbed hold of some pinstripes at Treymane's hip. Give her credit, Veronica pounded woozy little punches into her attacker's shoulders and back, but it wasn't nearly enough to free her from the trap before the intruder muscled her up and spun over to land on her back in relative comfort while the Magnificent Moll was PLANTED on her face and chest!
SOMEBODY STOP THIS! @ 00:13
www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6224rDzCnk
Still recovering on the outside, Lucy Harker looked up in confusion as the bell CLANGED over and over again. “What the hell?” she looked to Daphne Dufresne, who's attention was focused solely on the ring. “What the f*ck is this bullshitTTTNNNNGGHHH!”
As of yet unobserved by the cogent members of Scandalous or Cosmic Noir, a second hooded woman hopped over the guardrail and raced straight at the brunette before damned near kicking her head off her shoulders with a Big Boot!
Daphne skipped back to avoid her toppling friend only to sink into a wary crouch as she squared off with the intruder. “Who the fuck do you think--” The Seattle Sadist went dead silent when she realized who'd laid Lucy out.
“This isn't about you, Daphne.” the other woman said quietly. “But it can be, if you feel the need to stick around.”
Dufresne looked to the squared circle, realized that Mina had rolled out of harm's way and decided discretion was the better part of valor. Raising her hands to shoulder level, the brunette dropped to one knee, grabbed hold of Lucy and started to drag her toward the ramp.
Only vaguely aware of the commotion outside, Al Carpenter was torn between leaving the ring to check on Lily and standing guard over Veronica, who currently laid in the long shadow of her attacker. “Look, I don't know what point you're trying to make, but you might as well get out while you can. Security's going to be here any--”
“Don't waste your breath on lies, Algernon.” A hand came up to sweep back the hood, revealing the Temptress herself, Celia Blassenville. “We both know Bethany will slow their response time until my associate and I have made our point.”
CELIA BLASSENVILLE:
“Associate?” the ref asked. “Since when do have associ--”
“Since I decided therapy was the best answer.” Al turned, then blanched along with the rest of the crowd when Becky Clayton pulled her own hood back. “Would you like to see the progress I've made, Al?” the Camouflage Crusher asked. “I came here to show Veronica and Lily, but I'm happy to show you instead.”
BECKY CLAYTON:
Carpenter had no idea how to answer that and Blassenville capitalized on his indecision by peeling Treymane off the mat. “Hey!” Al warned. “Let her go, Celia! I mean NNNGGHHH!”
Bex grabbed him by the collar and belt and ran the poor dope to the edge where she slung him through the ropes! Returning to the Mistress of Puppets as Celia wrapped a hand around Treymane's neck, Clayton mirrored Blassenville's grip, then added a handful of trunks to the equation as well.
“Rules of engagement have changed, Treymane.” she explained to the stunned, incredulous blonde. “Which is to say, I'm through hamstringing myself with them. The Madhouse already belongs to us, we want the Tag Titles next.”
'Ronnie tried to say something but it didn't reach coherence before the longtime enemies hauled her into the sky, then THAWHAMMED her onto the canvas with a Double Choke Slam so steep it landed more like a Powerbomb!
“All Hallows Evil was a warning.” Celia explained to all the white mice as the referees finally appeared at the top of the ramp.
“Tonight was a declaration of intent.” Clayton added. “And at Season's Beatings? We're going to remake this division in our image.”
Delighted by the Peacekeeper's newfound grasp on her teachings, Blassenville offered Becky a fist bump and a smile as the two Destroyers slipped out of the ring and strode up with ramp with nary backwards glance at the ruin they'd made of two top teams.