Post by hawkeye on Jan 9, 2023 0:51:03 GMT
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Triple Threat match scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit and it is for the FAWN Tag Team Championship! Introducing first--”
The lights cut out, stopping the Announcer in mid-spiel. Sighing heavily, he lowered his mic and waited in silence as the gloom was 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. “Introducing first, 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 dispensation of justice the prurient pair wore matching sky blue two-pieces dusted with silver glitter. Gleaming white boots and pads completed their ensemble.
“Third time's the fucking charm.” Lucy said to the others as she eyed the crowd with obvious disdain.
“Tonight we take what's ours.” Mina agreed. “We humiliate the champs and we destroy those shitty frame-up artists.”
“Maybe not in that order.” “Daphne added.”
“We'll do it however we goddamned please.” Lucy confirmed. “And we'll take our time making a statement.”
Promise made, the tawdry triad started down the ramp with Daphne in the lead and Scandalous a little behind in their usual hip swinging lock-step. Gifting any and all of their detractors with that devious ‘W’ and a several choice curse words, the ladies abruptly dismissed the sheeple and raced for the ring with Lucy just far enough in front to hop onto the apron. Feet planted firm, Harker leaned back against the ropes as first Mina and then Daphne shot underneath to enter the squared circle. Once they were in place she hooked her arms over the top rope and dipped her hips to roll into the ring herself. She landed just in front of Mina and Daphne and the crowd, long-time Scandalous haters that they were couldn’t help but cheer as it looked like they’d finally get-- the hateful threesome spun away from each other and raised the W’s high, their salute far more effective than any middle finger.
PSY OPS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5z63Bi_d1I
The raucous revelers were still jeering at full volume when they were introduced by slow, plinking piano notes. Derision gave way to a more thoughtful silence which itself soon shifted to a sort of confused understanding as words dripped from the speakers.
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse but there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Everyone was still pondering this ominous question when the curtain was brushed aside and a most dangerous alliance made it's presence known. Becky Clayton and Celia Blassenville emerged shoulder to shoulder, the longtime enemies setting aside their differences to make Clayton the latest Queen of the Madhouse before turning their attention to the Tag Team division. The former Howling Commandos greeted their absentee leader with dismay, disgust and disappointment, the cacophony of their collective distress easily equal to and possibly surpassing their hatred for Scandalous.
BECKY CLAYTON:
CELIA BLASSENVILLE:
Becky Clayton couldn't have cared less if she tried. The former World Champion regarded the whole arena with pitiless, calculating efficiency. If before she was a protector, now she was a hunter. For tonight's clash with two top-tier teams, the BFG wore a cold grey, black & blue version of her formerly standard green & brown camouflage two-piece. The tie-sided bottoms were the same as was the ladder / double helix of lycra that ran from the top of her waistband all the way to the southern border of her low-cut sports bra. The gear was completed with flat black pads, black boots and a few wraps of matte black wrist-tape. Also worth noting? Clayton's dark blonde locks, which usually hung free or pulled back in a simple ponytail were now drawn back in the snug French Braid Celia had favored for years.
Speaking of the Temptress, she wore a gleaming black lycra one-piece with long ‘sleeves’ that were comprised of a pair of thin ebon bands that wound around her arms, ending just above the wrists. Her ensemble finished with matching knee-pads and gleaming white wrestling boots, while her long copper-colored hair was collected in the aforementioned French Braid. If Clayton's demeanor was clearly mercenary, Blassenville's was much less clear. The redhead betrayed no particular interest in the crowd's reaction or the opponents waiting in the ring. Indeed she only betrayed the hint of a smile when she leaned over and murmured something in Becky's left ear. Clayton nodded, replied, “Let's get it done.” then started down the aisle with the Mistress of Puppets strolling a few steps behind.
They were halfway to the squared circle when the Announcer called, “And introducing their opponents. Hailing from Denver, Colorado and New Cannan, Louisiana respectively, weighing in at a combined total of two-hundred and eighty pounds, they are BECKY CLAYTON AND CELIA BLASSENVILLE!”
This brought a fresh round of jeers, which were also ignored by the newly minted team. Completely ignoring the fans on the aisle, Clayton and Blassenville tromped up the steel steps and slipped through the ropes to lay claim to the center of the ring just as Scandalous retreated to the floor. Swinging around to face the hard camera, Clayton raised a hand to snap off her usual salute only to turn it into a turn it into a gun she trained on the lens and everyone watching from the other side. Celia offered no such sigil, she only swept a glance over Lucy and Mina before turning her attention to the stage.
“And introducing their opponents! Hailing from Bridgeport, California and Stovington, Vermont respectively and weighing in at combined total of two hundred and forty-four pounds. They are the Neo-Noir Knockout VERONICA TREYMANE and the Girl that Gravity Forgot, LILY BURLINGAME! Together they are the FAWN Tag Team Champions… COSMIC NOIR!”
The low red glare of the Star Strider's entrance was augmented by a gout of flame sparking from the floor at the bottom of the ramp and burning rapidly up its wick until it reached the pool of darkness at the top. All at once the predicted explosion of noise and pyro went off, a huge KA-BOOM of red bursting loud enough to swallow the introductory riff of 'Comeback Kid’. When the lights came back the music immediately cut to the first verse of ‘Machine Gun Blues’ and those gathered for Season's Beatings turned their attention to the brightest constellation in the Tag Team Galaxy.
LILY BURLINGAME:
VERONICA TREYMANE:
No trenchcoat and Thompson for Veronica tonight. No invisible detonator for Lily either. The longtime friends emerged from the pyro at a steady stalk, their gold hanging loose in one hand. “You ready to settle this crap once and for all, 'Lil?” the Pinstripe Powerhouse asked without taking her eyes off the women in the ring.
“More than. I'll take point. Cover me, ok?” The Crimson Comet didn't wait for an answer, she just tossed her prize aside and broke into a full-on sprint! Breaking into a fierce grin as the crowd exploded for Lily's approach, Treymane discarded her gold and took off a few steps behind her partner.
With memories of Cold November Pain fresh in their minds, Lucy and Mina dove from the ring the instant Cosmic Noir threw their hardware aside and charged down the aisle. Becky and Celia did no such thing, indeed the newly minted tandem simply rolled their shoulders in anticipation of their inevitable arrival. Didn't have to wait long, only a few seconds ticked off the clock before Lily dove under the bottom rope, popped to her feet and immediately THWHAPPED a Low Dropkick into the meat of the Temptress' right thigh!
Blassenville grunted and went down on one knee which put Burlingame at just the right level to hook an arm around Celia's noggin and start pounding away at her forehead! Becky saw this and went to assist her partner only to remember the Crimson Comet came paired with a Pinstripe Powerhouse. A glance to the outside didn't spot Treymane at once, but a blur of motion caught her attention and she shifted her attention up, thus ensuring she got an excellent view as 'Ronnie 'twaaanged' off the top rope and THWHACKED a huge Springboard Clothesline across the Camouflage Crusher's clavicle!
SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPCYQCXJZfE
Clayton went down flat and rolled to all fours while Veronica scrambled to full verticality and started POUNDING Overhand Forearm Smashes across Celia's shoulders who had in turn answered Burlingame's noggin punches with some heavy body blows. Sturdy though she was Blassenville couldn't weather the combined might of the Tag Team Champions, nor could she stop them from hauling her up with a quadruple handful of hair! Switching over to stereo Wristlocks after they each thumped a Kneelift into Celia's gut, Cosmic Noir stepped back, dropped a hip and hurled the Crimson Cagliostro into a corner with a huge Irish Whip! Blassenville twisted around at the last second to BWUNG spine-first against the buckles, a heavy, tooth-shivering impact that was still echoing in the cheap seats when Treymane charged in and THWHAPPED the duplicitous redhead with a Clothesline of her own!
CORNER CLOTHESLINE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIZvbL-SkHk
'Ronnie bounced back, pivoted to one side and dropped to all fours to transform herself into a suitable platform for Lily, who skipped onto her back and then leapt off, the former Lightweight Champion THWHAMMING her right leg across Blassenville's chest with a huge Leg Lariat! Celia 'ooooffffhed' and dropped to her backside, that collapse earning a loud roar from the FAWNatics and an emphatic double high five from the champions!
POETRY IN MOTION @ 00:03
www.youtube.com/watch?v=H0EbaITNJeQ
“Goddamned right!” Lily barked at her big blonde partner. “Let's scorch these Daisies!”
“Scorching's too easy for these brats.” Veronica replied. “I say we salt the earHRRRGGHH!”
Becky slid in behind the Dangerous Dame and threaded her arms beneath the blonde's biceps to lock 'em down in a tight Full Nelson. Yanking Treymane off her feet even as she forced the other wrestler's chin into the depths of her cleavage, Clayton went up on tiptoes and PLANTED Veronica on the canvas with a thunderous Full Nelson Slam! The force of it put Bex down on one knee but she got up right away and--
FULL NELSON SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSexMvd-wmU
Lily leapt over her flattened friend, planted a foot on Clayton's right thigh and THWHACKED a gorgeous Enzugiri off the side of Becky's skull!
STEP-UP ENZUGIRI @ 00:40
www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_u4iDes7G8
The One Woman Army stumbled, took a knee, then got to her feet a little slower than previous. She'd just straightened up when Burlingame pumped a huge Broadside Kneelift across her tummy. “I don't know what the hell's going through your head right now.” Lily buried her hands in Clayton's hair and piled on with a Kneelift between the eyes. “But I'm going to knock it loose if it kills NNNNGHHH!”
Bex smashed the Lightweight's hands aside, straightened up and wrapped both hands around Burlingame's throat! Just like that she dipped her knees and launched the Maroon Meteor into the sky with a two-handed Choke Lift! “Nothing's loose, Lily.” the blonde growled. “In fact I'm seeing clearly for the first time in yearsSRRGGHH!”
Let's be perfectly clear, Scandalous didn't choose this particular moment to 'help' the snot nosed high flier, they chose it because Clayton's back was to them and thus she couldn't defend against the pair of Side Kicks they THWHAPPED across the backs of the blonde's thighs! Becky dropped Lily and swung to find her attackers only for Lucy to swing around on her six and slap on a Waistlock. Bex grabbed onto Harker's wrists to break her grip and-- THWHACK! Mina hopped forward and stapled a Super Kick to Clayton's chin while Lucy snapped off a quick bridge to THWHAM the sneaking bitch down on the back of her head and shoulders with a German Suplex! Up on tiptoes after the Suplex connected, Lucy held on tight while Al Carpenter counted...
SUPER KICK & GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-2t2gajsL8
ONE...
TWO...
Celia rushed over and STAMPED down Harker's tummy to break the bridge simultaneous with 'TWO!'
“All right ladies, I need each team to send one member to their respective corners!” the referee called to all six charges as he got to his feet. “C'mon now, you know I can't keep an eye on things with all of you WHOAH!”
Poor Al threw himself out of the way of Mina Murray, who launched herself at the Temptress with a gorgeous Axe Kick that would've put Blassenville on the deck alongside her partner if she hadn't dipped low at the last instant. Mina cursed, caught her balance and whipped around only to throw herself backward to avoid the Bicycle Kick Celia sent through the spot so recently occupied by her jaw! The Scandalous blonde landed on the back of her head and shoulders and immediately kipped back to verticality, though her welcome was far from warm as the Mistress of Puppets tagged her in the mouth with a straight right hand! Blassenville followed up with a rough grip around Murray's throat, the 'smeck' of palm on throat earning a roar from those assembled.
“You were granted every opportunity to stay out of our way.” Celia explained after she'd slung Mina's right arm over her right shoulder. “But now that you're part of this experiment, you'll suffer the same trials as Burlingame and Treymane.” On that pleasant note she grabbed a huge handful of Murray's white waistband and yanked it and the blonde herself high into the air for a brutal Choke SlaNO!
Seeing her bestie in serious trouble, Lucy Harker abandoned the mud hole she was trying to stomp in Veronica Treymane and rushed across the canvas to raaaaaaaaaaaaake her talons down Blassenville's back! It wasn't the most impactful counter ever recorded, but it did force the redhead to return her blonde burden to terra firma. Quick to hammer away at the Destroyer now that the odds were again in their favor, Scandalous softened her up with several Forearm Smashes, then doubled her over with stereo Kneelifts that made it that much easier to draw her into a tandem Front Facelock. Slinging the Destroyer's arms over their shoulders, Harker and Murray each grabbed hold of their foe's trunks at the hip and boosted her skyward for a huge Vertical Supl--'OOOOOHHHHHH!' from the white mice gathered for Season's Beatings when the Crimson Cagliostro kicked her feet hard enough to return to the mat without suffering any ill effects. Their noises grew all the louder when Celia gathered her reserves and muscled both members of Scandalous up, over and of course down with a BOOMING Vertical Suplex!
Celia was up at once, the domineering powerhouse stretching her arms wide to remind everyone she was the most dangerous combination of brains and brawn that FAWN had ever-- “NNNNNNGGGHHHHH!” Turned out Lily Burlingame didn't give a damn about either, she'd already knocked Blassenville off her feet once and she did it again courtesy a Diving Meteora that saw the Star Strider dive from the heavens to land with her shins astride Blassenville's shoulders. Lightweight designation be damned, Lily drove Celia into the deck with a resounding THWHAM, the Destroyer knocked flat on her back and then folded into snug Matchbook as soon as Burlingame caught hold of her legs. Blassenville's shoulders were most definitely down, though it took Al Carpenter an extra heartbeat to recognize it as he was presently trying (and failing) to stop the pull apart brawl between Clayton and Treymane. Abandoning the pair of former World Champions for an effort that might bring an end to this madness, Carpenter dove into position and slapped the mat...
DIVING METEORA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0KjKS8AROI
ONE...
TWO...
Celia kicked loose, the force of her escape shooting Lily to all fours and then back to boot-leath--THWHACK! Becky, having momentarily slowed 'Ronnie's assault with a well placed thumb to the eye, took the opportunity to tear across the ring and damned near kick Lily's head into the lower deck with a Big Boot! With the whole of Scandalous currently recovering outside the ring and Treymane rubbing the smudges out of her vision, Clayton threw herself across the flattened Comet and hooked the far leg for...
BIG BOOT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jx79HmT5I2c
ONE...
TWO...
“AAARRRRRGGGHHH!” Veronica wasn't quite as blind as Bex thought because not only did she break up the pin, she did so by pressing her hands to the sides of Clayton's noggin so she could gouge away at her eyes!
“Hey 'Ronnie, c'mon now, ya gotta get off her eyes!” Al warned as the Dangerous Dame used her nasty grip to haul the protesting blonde upright.
“She deserves it!” Treymane barked right back. “After all the gutless shit she's pulled, this is the LEAST of what she deserNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Becky skewered her attacker's tummy with a trio of Back Elbows, then straightened up and twisted around so she could bury one hand in Veronica's hair while the other clamped down on her face! “You wanna know what I deserve, Treymane?” she growled to the other Destroyer. “Let me show MMMRRRPPPHHH!”
The Magnificent Moll wasn't about to let a little roughhousing slow her down, not after she'd had not one but two pay-per-views ruined by a manipulative bitch and a woman with which she shared, if not exactly a friendship, at least a healthy respect. But respect was the last thing on 'Ronnie's mind when she answered Becky's hair pull with one of her own, then slammed her other hand down on Clayton's mouth and PINCHED her nostrils between thumb and forefinger!
The Camouflage Crusher's eyes went wide, then narrowed to dark slots. She could've prized either or both of Treymane's grips away with some effort, but that would've meant abandoning her own holds and she was in no mood for that sort of compassion. So she squeezed that much harder, the blonde's fingers digging into Veronica's cheeks and hair while the Dangerous Dame did her best to crush Clayton's nose and expose her scalp. Not too far away, Al Carpenter looked around and actually breathed a sigh of relief when he realized Burlingame and Blassenville had retreated to opposite corners. Of course that meant Scandalous... he glanced around and saw Lucy and Mina huddled with Daphne, the opportunistic trio watching the Destroyers slug it out with wary curiosity. “Harker! Murray! One of you in the ring, one of you to the corner. Dufresne, you're fine where you are.”
“I need to catch my breath!” Lucy complained while Mina slowly headed toward the last remaining tag rope. “Those idiot meatheads jumped me and I wasn't ready!”
“I can tell the infirmary you're on your way.” Carpenter replied. “Of course I'd have to remove you and Mina from the match.”
Harker frowned. “God, why are you such a bitch, Carpenter?” Without waiting for his answer she hopped onto the apron and started through the ropes which was also when Mina launched herself from an empty corner in a Missile Dropkick that broadsided her blonde opposition! Choking down a sigh that threatened to rattle his eyeballs, Al pointed at Lucy and ordered, “Corner. NOW.” before shifting his focus to Murray, who'd just thrown herself across Becky and hooked the far leg for...
ONE...
TWO...
Clayton got her hands braced against Mina's chest and tummy and shoved her off with enough force to send the Californian back to her feet. Quite undaunted by this show of power, Murray immediately repeated the tactic on Veronica Treymane and earned another...
ONE...
TWO...
Veronica twisted a shoulder off the mat in time with the count of 'TWO!'
Irritated but far from frustrated, the Scandalous beauty got to her feet and promptly stomped away at 'Ronnie's abs until the Gorgeous Gangster rolled over to push to all fours. Actually this adjustment didn't stop Mina's assault, it simply slowed it long enough for her to-- she dropped into a crouch so late she felt heel of Clayton's boot tickle the top of her head as she evaded the massive strike! Righting herself in the blink of an eye, Murray swung around and THWHACKED a huge Roundhouse offa the back of Becky's skull before she'd fully recovered!
ROUNDHOUSE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nz_roC994R4
The kick didn't take Clayton off her feet, it did however drop her arms to her sides which meant Murray had no problems snatching a wrist and pivoting toward the Scandalous corner. A quick Forearm Smash to the mouth ensured the One Woman Army remained suitably discombobulated when Mina doubled down on the Wristlock and sent her hurtling across the canvas via an Irish Whip. Lucy saw her coming and eased to one side to ensure she wouldn't get knocked off the apron when Clayton BWUNGED into the buckles spine-first, though she was still plenty close enough to grab a handful of blonde hair.
Carpenter saw the infraction and called it out immediately or rather, he started to. The ref barely got through 'HEY, KNOCK--' before Mina raced by and put Clayton's head on a swivel with a vicious Yakuza Kick that THWHACKED through the arena!
YAKUZA KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCtxiYSXLkw
“Thought you could fuck with us?” Murray pulled her leg clear of the top rope, then climbed into a mount that forced her tummy into the former World Champion's face. “That you could take away what's rightfully ours?” She grabbed a handful of Clayton's hair, wrenched her head back and delivered a single spiteful slap. “Doesn't matter who you're teaming with, dog-face. You'll always be a fucking loser.”
Bex muttered something that was probably meant to be a repudiation of such slanderous filth, alas it still little more than an incoherent mumble when Murray curled that slappin' hand into a fist and brought it down on the BFG's forehead over and over again! Now the FAWNatics weren't inclined to assist Scandalous with, well, pretty much anything, however they were still stinging over Clayton's treasonous alliance with the Mistress of Puppets and so the grudgingly tolled the punches as they struck home. 'ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX... SEVEN... EIGHT... NINE...'
Mina paused the beatdown to fluff her hair, but rather than finish it off she turned around on her perch and settled into a comfortable, surprisingly prim seat atop the other blonde's face! Smiling prettily as Clayton began to murmur and squeal against her smothering glutes, Murray crossed one leg over the other and set both hands atop one knee as she kept an eye on the recovering 'Ronnie Treymane.
Al Carpenter however was keeping an eye on the challenger and it wasn't long before he called out, “Ok, that's enough Mina! Get her out of the corner.”
“I BELIEVE I'm entitled to a five count.” she chirped in reply.
The ref obliged this request without hesitation and though Murray never lost track of it, her attention was on the Dangerous Dame. “How ya doin', dick? Looks like you could use a seat. I don't usually share, but this one's got some magic fingers action I think you'll appreciate.”
Treymane scowled and rushed the Scandalous corner which forced Mina to straighten up just as Al reached 'FOUR!' Showing off the agility that often went unremarked in her matches, the Scandalous blonde hopped onto the top rope and sprang over the incoming Destroyer to land in the center of the squared circle. This put Murray out of harm's way for the moment but her escape meant Clayton was next in line, not that this change bothered Veronica Treymane in the slightest. Indeed she might've picked up the pace a little bit once she realized Mina was out of reach and Bex was just there squirming and gasping for brea--“HRRRRGGHHH!” Treymane left her feet in a low-flying arc that ended with every bit of her hundred and thirty so pounds CRUSHING Becky tummy on tits!
AVALANCHE SPLASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=eQ1FNpWYGEc
Lucy already had both hands up to let everyone know she wasn't going to interfere, so Veronica spared a look over her shoulder and damned if Mina wasn't jawing at Celia instead of lining up a cheap shot. Happy to take whatever small gifts came her way, the Magnificent Moll climbed onto the second rope and promptly unleashed the same pugilistic assault Murray had used only moments prior. And like her Scandalous adversary before her, 'Ronnie paused at 'NINE!' but instead of treating herself to a seat she raised both hands and crossed them in an 'X' that earned an extremely familiar order when she chopped down on each thigh! Treymane closed out with one more right hand to the hairline, then hopped down and turned to find--
“RONNIE WATCH OUT!” Lily's warning gave the Pinstripe Powerhouse just enough time to drop into a crouch and thus avoid the Yakuza Kick Murray planned to put through her chin! Mina's kickin' leg (the right) came down on Treymane's left shoulder so the former World Champion wrapped her arms around Mina's waist and got to her feet like she was hauling nothing more than laundry! Eyes wide with concern at the prospect of soaking up another Powerbomb from the Gorgeous Gangster, Murray slipped her other leg over Treymane's shoulders, then locked her ankles and popped her hips to flip the other blonde off her feet with a HurricanraNO! Veronica locked her hands and dropped into a squat to freeze the challenger's descent only inches above the mat. After a moment's pause to gather her strength she muscled Mina up onto her shoulders just to THAWHAM her down on the back of her head and shoulders with a Powerbomb, just as Murray had feared!
Holding onto the Waistlock after impact, Treymane used it to tumble Mina onto her hands and knees. Some clamoring from the Scandalous side of town caught her eye for a moment and she couldn't help but grin when she realized Al was chastising Lucy Harker for throttling Clayton with the tag rope. “That's YOUR doing.” 'Ronnie pointed an accusing finger at Celia Blassenville, who regarded her blandly. “I don't know what sort of bullshit you put in her ear, but all of this is on you.”
The Temptress offered her a flat smile. “As if I'd have it any other way.”
Treymane didn't bother to answer, she turned to her left and sprinted into the ropes to ensure maximum momentum when she came back and THWHACKED the point of her right knee into the penitent blonde's temple! It wasn't quite the Cement Shoe but this Lead Pipe Cinch still flopped Murray onto her back so the champ could flop out across her chest and hook the far leg for...
LEAD PIPE CINCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yk8sOuCJJ9A
ONE...
TWO...
THR--“NGH!”
Blassenville slipped through the ropes and casually stomped Veronica between the shoulders to break up the count with half a second to spare! Her interference brought a scowl from Lily and a warning from Carpenter, but little more than a grimace from Treymane. With Mina at least temporarily out of action, the Dangerous Dame looked back to the Scandalous corner where Clayton had forced some separation by slamming a Back Elbow into the other blonde's mouth a few seconds earlier.
Raising a finger for Lily (who was practically bouncing with anticipation in the Noir corner) Treymane kept her eye on Bex as she dropped to one knee and helped herself to Mina's hair. A bit of tugging returned Murray to verticality and from there it was just a little extra lifting for the former World Champ to boost her high overhead in a Military Press that earned plenty of 'oooooooohhh's' from the collected FAWNatics. “Hey, Daisy!” 'Ronnie called to Clayton as the other woman finally stumbled clear of the Scandalous corner. “I got four reps with this brat, let's see you do better!”
Becky wasn't much in the mood to exchange work-out equipment at the moment, alas Treymane didn't give her a chance to say no before she rushed forward and slung Mina at the Camouflage Crusher in an improvised Crossbody! Clayton saw the blonde coming and stretched her arms wide to properly intercept the Scandalous missile. Grunting as she took a step back with Murray strapped across her chest, Becky glared daggers at Treymane and said, “Don't throw your garbage at me, assholNNNNGGHHHH!”
Treymane exploded forward and caromed a foot offa Clayton's chin with enough force to take her to the deck just like that! Mina went with her but rather than simply roll clear, she instinctively hooked the far leg in a Crossbody in hopes of securing the surprise...
ONE...
TWO...
Veronica pounded a Double Axehandle between Murray's shoulders to break the Californian's cover with a full second to spare. Mina hissed and rolled away, the challenger only coming to a stop when she bumped into the ring-post in Scandalous' corner. Lucy hopped onto the top rope at once, but she kept a careful eye on Treymane while the Pinstripe Powerhouse filled her hands with Clayton's hair. “You can have her as soon as I'm done, Daisy.”
Harker said nothing, just held her position until Veronica had hauled Becky upright and sent her to the Cosmic side of town with an Irish Whip. Treymane heard the 'CLAP!' of Lucy tagging herself into the fray but paid it no mind as she'd already started down the Peacekeeper's back-trail. Oblivious to the doom following on her heels, Clayton slowed down and spun around to absorb the impact of the buckles and ended up getting a whole lot worse when the Gorgeous Gangster THWHAPPED a huge Clothesline against her chest!
'Ronnie immediately tagged Lily, but she wasn't as quick to pull Becky off the buckles. Instead she put her lips to the challenger's ear and said, “You're fucking insane if you think this is over after tonight. Sooner or later you and I are going to settle up somewhere with no referees and no witnesses.” With that she stepped away, scraped Bex off the buckles and turned her around just so she could dip low and wedge her head between the other blonde's thighs. Over on the other side of the ropes Lily Burlingame sprang into the high rent district like it was no big deal, her new vantage point giving her an excellent view of Lucy Harker slowly creeping up on the action. “Step lighter, Luce!” she snarked at the Scandalous brunette. “I can hear you being sneaky!”
Harker flipped her the bird but otherwise held her ground when Treymane stood up with Clayton astride her shoulders in an Electric Chair. Unlike her partner, Lily looked more troubled than angry about Becky's change in attitude, not that this stopped the Crimson Comet from taking to the skies to SMECK across her blonde's chest in a high elevation Crossbody that sent Clayton and Treymane both THWHAMMING to the canvas!
DOOMSDAY CROSSBODY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VYyfPGC8LuU
Burlingame hooked the far leg as soon as she came down, but it was all a feint and she rolled away immediately thereafter to ensure she was clear of the stomp Harker had intended for her ribs! The blow caught Bex in the pit of her stomach and she sat up only to get shoved down by 'Ronnie Treymane. Not happy to find herself caught in the middle of a Cosmic sandwich, Lucy raised her hands and backed away from the Dangerous Dame only to whip around on her heel and lash out with a Super Kick pointed at Burlingame's chiNO! Lily caught the taller brunette's ankle at the last second and stepped backward to stretch the limb out full length. With Harker hopping awkwardly on one foot, Lily looked around for a few seconds, then caught the eye of Al Carpenter. “Hey, can you hold this for a second?”
She offered him Lucy's foot and the zebra took it without thinking only for the brunette to snap, “What do you think you're doing, you moron! Let me go right fucking nHHHRRGGGHHH!” Lily sprinted by, hopped up and cupped her hands across Harker's chin, all the better to THWHAM her down on the back of her head and shoulders with a beautiful Neckbreaker! Lucy landed high and tight so Burlingame splashed across her chest and collected both legs in a tight bundle for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Harker fought out of the pin and rolled over onto all fours while Burlingame scrambled to her feet. The challenger's position made her an irresistible target for Lily, who charged the penitent Scandalmonger and skipped up onto her back. But whereas she'd previously used 'Ronnie as a springboard when she occupied an identical position, the Star Strider took a more punishing route with Lucy by springing skyward and curling herself into a snug ball, the former Lightweight Champion whirling through four hundred and fifty destructive degrees before stretching out full length and THWHUMPING down across the other brunette's back!
Lucy's bridge collapsed beneath the heiress' weight and she lost her wind with an audible 'UUGGHHHH!' when she crashed to the deck. Thus there was less wriggling than usual when Burlingame shot the Half Nelson and rolled her over in search of the...
ONE...
TWO...
Another escape from Lucy Harker, the tenacious brunette stuffing a hand under her attacker's chin to fight out from underneath. “Stuuuhhh... stop wasting your time, shrimp.” the brunette muttered as she made it to a seat. “You're the weak link in this match and everyone knows--”THWHACK!
Burlingame stapled a Basement Super Kick to her cheek and would've gone for another cover then and there if not for the distraction of a crisp SLAP. It didn't echo with the same force as her kick, but it still captured Lily's attention because there was no mistaking the sound of a tag. Cursing the lapse that'd let Clayton out of her sight, Burlingame turned to the last occupied corner just as Becky rolled under the bottom rope and Celia eased over the top rope.
“Aaaaahhh, the indefatigable Lily Burlingame.” the Temptress murmured as she moved toward the cautious lightweight. “Sister to Susannah and Brie, not quite the shame of the former, but certainly not the ideal of the latter. Unique among the ranks of the indolent, idle rich that seemingly gravitate toward this profession in that she hid her identity behind the guise of the luchadora Cherry Bomb for a number of years before revealing herself at--”
“Don't need a history lesson, Celia.” Burlingame interrupted. “But an explanation for Becky would be appre--”
“What is there to explain?” Blassenville was circling now, slowly closing in on the champion while Lucy Harker watched from one knee with a baleful expression. “Some people, MOST people in fact, do not possess your seemingly bottomless well of optimism. Rebecca finally understood that the self-sacrificing elements of her character were doing far more harm than good and enlisted me to help her forge that weakness into something more productive.”
The words were barely out of Celia's mouth when the redhead lunged for Lily, who twisted aside and managed to THWHACK a hard kick against the Destroyer's flank. Blassenville grimaced, even though the blow felt like more of an annoyance than anything else. “And as her therapist you decided that having her attack her friends in the dark was a strong first step?” Lily snapped, her dark eyes flashing with anger.
Celia only shrugged. “Rebecca said she wanted gold. Another shot at the World Title seemed unlikely and it felt rude to interrupt Victoria when she's in the midst of such intriguing growth. The Tag Titles struck me as an ideal bonding experience.”
Lily ground to a halt, her eyes narrowing at the Mistress of Puppets. “Just what the hell did you do to HEY!”
She would've finished with 'her' if Lucy hadn't lunged in low and wrapped an arm around Burlingame's ankle! The distraction took Lily's attention off Celia and that was all the opening Blassenville needed. She crossed the distance between them in the blink of an eye and THWHACKED a huge Bicycle Kick into the heiress' chest!
BICYCLE KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oueINtq5kh8
Burlingame went down in a heap and though Harker was right there beside her she didn't even think about making a cover with the shadow of the Temptress looming long. Instead she grabbed a handful of Lily's hair and got to her feet while forcing the champ to do the same. “We could take her out right now.” she told Blassenville. “Get the two poseurs out of here and settle it from there. Sounds fair, right?”
Celia answered with a cold smile. “Please, Ms. Harker. Our respective tactics up to this point suggest that no one save for the unfortunate champions are interested in 'fair'.”
Harker sighed and said, “Guess you're not as dumb as you look. Catch!” She slung Lily at Celia in a makeshift Spear that the redhead intercepted with a simple Front Facelock. Alas it didn't turn out as well as Blassenville anticipated because Harker immediately took to the skies and smashed her heels into the redhead's chin with a beautiful Dropkick! The pinpoint accuracy knocked Blassenville off her feet and in doing so she yanked Burlingame down beside her in a DDT that THWHONKED the crown of the champ's skull against the thinly-sheathed plywood!
Celia immediately rolled to one side and put both hands to her mouth to check for damages while Lily flopped through the impact to land on her back in a loose-limbed sprawl. Always happy to choose the path of least resistance, the Scandalous blonde pounced on the downed lightweight and hooked the far leg. Half a heartbeat later and Al was beside the action counting off...
ONE...
TWO...
Burlingame kicked out simultaneous with 'TWO', much to the challenger's disgust. She didn't spend any time complaining to the idiot zebra however, rather she shifted her attention to the Temptress, Lucy shoveling Celia onto her back before climbing aboard in a straddle that let her palm both of the redhead's shoulders to the mat through...
ONE...
Celia bucked her hips to toss Lucy clear of the mount just after 'ONE!'
“C'mon Carpenter!” Harker barked at the official as she scrambled to her feet. “What do I have to do to get a clean count from you?”
“Nothing's wrong with the count, Lucy. Maybe you should work harder to keep these girls down.”
Lucy didn't appreciate his tone, but there was no use wasting time on an oxygen waster so she refocused on Celia who had just rolled to all fours. “Felt pretty clever blaming us for your stupid shit, did ya?” she raised a foot and stomped down between the Destroyer's shoulders. “Should've just let us take the titles off these assholes and run your little psy op somewhere else.”
Another stomp collided with the back of Blassenville's head, but Celia soaked it up and rose to one knee with a smile that sent a chill down the Californian's spine. “You think this is just about them, Ms. Harker? You give yourself far too little credit, the three of you are equally important in this study. Just five little white mice fighting for their lives over something Rebecca and I could take away at a moment's not--”
Lucy lashed out with a kick that would've smashed her heel into Blassenville's forehead if the Mistress of Puppets hadn't snatched hold of her ankle at the perfect moment. Smile growing wider as she got to her feet, Celia noted, “This mean girl persona you're so entrenched in means nothing to me, Ms. Harker. Schoolyard bullies may chill the blood of skittish mathletes, but they mean precious little in the real worNNNGGGHHH!”
Lucy sprang off her plant foot and THWHACKED it upside the Destroyer's noggin in a textbook Enzugiri! The blow didn't take Blassenville off her feet, but it did drop her to one knee long enough for the brunette to scramble to verticality so she could unleash a flurry of quick punches on her opponent's hairline. Switching over to a Muy Thai style grip when the redhead began to rise, Lucy made the Crimson Cagliostro fight for every inch by thum-thum-thumping a half dozen Kneelifts into her tummy. These shots softened Blassenville enough for Harker to march her into the ropes where she promptly turned around and laid claim to the taller woman's head with a Thee Quarters Facelock. What looked like a Snapmare to start turned out to be quite a bit more acrobatic as Lucy dropped into a smooth tumble that forced Celia to come along for the ride. Both ladies finished the trip in a relatively comfortable seat though Harker quickly worsened her opponent's situation by THWHACKING a low kick across her face! Blassenville went down flat and Lucy stuffed her shoulders into the pits of the taller woman's knees to keep her stacked up nice and tight while Carpenter counted...
SICARIA KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CC-quMIBS14
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Celia probably could've kicked out on her own but in this case she didn't have to because Lily Burlingame put a stop to it with a heavy Mushroom Stomp between Lucy's shoulders!
“Goddamned gnat!” Harker bellowed as she hurried back to her feet. “Why can't you stay the hell down?”
“Why can't you MAKE me, cutie?” the Crimson Comet snapped in reply.
The Scandalous lass had every intention of doing just that, indeed she exploded forward and lashed out with a Clothesline only to hiss in disgust when Burlingame dipped beneath it and continued on to the ropes. Bearing down on her irritated adversary by the time Harker managed to turn around, Lily pressed her left hand to the nape of Lucy's neck and left her feet only to land on the second rope half a heartbeat later. From there she sprang off and stretched out full length, the former Lightweight Champion flying like a banner until she tucked in on herself and dropped to the canvas while deftly snatching hold of Lucy's right arm mid-descent. Doing so tore the taller brunette off her feet and sent her hurtling through the air to land on her back more than halfway across the ring.
SPRINGBOARD ARMDRAG:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpBVEMlopvg
A bit more residual momentum brought Lucy to an empty corner where she grabbed hold of the middle rope and hauled herself upright. She'd just begun to reset her bearings when Burlingame rushed in again, the Maroon Meteor going a little lower than usual to THWHAP Lucy's tummy with a smooth Flying Crossbody that let the champ slip between the top and middle ropes to reach the apron in a single sinuous movement.
CORNER CROSSBODY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Z61bUIFn7Y
The clever offense left Harker huffing and hugging her midsection while still remaining upright so Lily grabbed a double handful of hair and bent her head backward over the top rope before dropping to the floor! This inversion on the Hot Shot didn't impede Lucy's breathing in the slightest, instead in resulted in a nasty case of whiplash that dropped the dark-haired battler to her hands and knees. As for the Star Strider, she regained the apron in the blink of an eye and from there it was up to the high rent district, Burlingame moving with such celerity that most of the FAWNatics hadn't yet reached their feet by the time she'd raised the invisible detonator high overhead. One earth-shattering KA-BOOM later and she was airborne, Lily curling into a veritable buzzsaw so she could spin through nearly two full rotations before she THAWHAMMED down like a cannonball across Lucy's vulnerable back!
630 SENTON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4n8R8YMPgU
Damn near smashed through the deck by the power of the 630 Senton, Harker couldn't even find the strength to groan as Burlingame rolled her onto her back and-- Celia snatched the Crimson Comet at trunks and tresses, then bull-rushed her to the ropes and tossed her unceremoniously to the floor! Just like that the Temptress hurried back to the devastated Californian and hooked both legs in a Back Press that pointed Lucy's backside at the lights for a count of...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Veronica and Mina hit the cover from different angles with identical Double Axehandles to break it up with a whisper to spare! Momentarily forgetting their disdain for one another, the pair of blondes each grabbed hold of Celia's hair and hauled her upright just to uncork several heavy, clubbing Forearm Smashes across the back of the challenger's head and shoulders.
Their alliance of convenience was still going strong when Becky stomped up behind the Dangerous Dame and hooked a vicious right into her liver! “Why ya pickin' on her, 'Ronnie?” Clayton turned the wounded battler around and smooshed her features in a humiliating fish-face. “I thought your beef was with meOOOOWWWWWW BITCH!”
Quick to understand there was no longer any reason to play nice with this woman she'd never really much cared for in the first place, Treymane answered the disrespect with violence by sinking her teeth into the soft meat between her foe's thumb and index finger! In the next instant she lowered a shoulder, stuffed it into Becky's tummy and plowed forward to BWUNG her spine-first into the nearest corner!
Elsewhere, the abrupt removal of Treymane by Clayton barely registered on Mina Murray's radar because she was too busy stuffing Kneelifts into the Temptress' gut. She would've stayed right on it if Al Carpenter hadn't started in on his usual bitching and moaning.
“Back to your corner now, Mina! You know you're not legal!”
Murray nodded considerately, then THUMPED a shot between the Destroyer's thighs! Blassenville collapsed to her knees while Mina put both hands over her head and said, “All right, all right, I'm going! Why don't you go hassle those idiots now that you're done here?” Al didn't much like her language but it was a good idea, one he was about to carry out when Murray grabbed hold of Celia's hair and reeled her into a Front Facelock! Slinging Blassenville's left arm across the back of her neck, Mina muscled her upright, then took hold of the redhead's left wrist and twisted down underneath her to THWHAM Celia down on the back of her head and shoulders!
SNAP NECKBREAKER @ 00:56
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SdwHoIDszcw
T'was a gorgeous Snap Neckbreaker, alas Murray wasn't the legal member of her team so rather than bother with a useless cover she grabbed Lucy by the wrists and began to draaaaaaaaaaaag her back to the Scandalous corner.
Amidst all this chaos Lily Burlingame was sprawled on the outside trying to recover from the unscheduled fall she'd suffered in the aftermath of the 630. She'd just made it back to verticality when she was seized once again! No Temptress to blame this time around, now it was the Gatecrasher Daphne Dufresne who hooked on and rushed forward to hurl the heiress into the steel steps with an echoing BOOM!
“Been wanting to do that to you for a long time, brat.” Daphne patted Lily on the head before straightening up to better admire her handiwork. “Bouncing you off those steps is just a start though. What I really want to do is put my foot through your petulant face.” No response from Lily, though there was a roar from the crowd that Dufresne dismissed after a quick glance to the squared circle. Backing off a few steps, she quickly whipped around and raced down the-- Daphne skidded to a stop as she was confronted a Raven holding a steel chair.
LENORE LEMARCHAND:
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“What the FUCK do you think you're doing--”
“You dropped this, bitch.” Lenore overhanded the hardware to Daphne, who caught it about six inches shy of smashing into her--BWANG! Lemarchand leapt into a gorgeous Spinning Heel Kick made considerably uglier when she kicked the chair into her rival's face! Dufresne went down like a puppet with cut strings, the brunette already so deep into Dreamland that she didn't hear the thunderous roar from the FAWNatics celebrating her exit from the field.
HARDCORE LENORE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1_9fxBR_48
Mina Murray however was not celebrating. Indeed, the good feelings raised by getting poor woozy Lucy all the way to the Scandalous corner vanished the instant she spied Lenore standing over the starfished frame of her friend. “MEDDLING BITCH!” she shrieked at Lemarchand. “LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE!”
The Fair & Radiant Maiden offered Mina a double bird she swiftly transformed into her Raven sigil. “You started it, sweetie. Should've thought about that before you fucked with me.” Already seething, Murray went downright nuclear when Lenore simply turned around and strode up the aisle like she thought she could ruin their plans (AGAIN) and live to see the sun come up! Mina wanted nothing more than to tear the winged rat limb from limb... but that would mean forfeiting the Tag Titles and--“Your time'll come, bitch.”
Murray dismissed the Raven, leaned over the top rope and slapped Harker's shoulder loud enough to draw Al's attention from the hellacious brawl between Clayton and Treymane. The ref signaled acknowledgment of the tag, not that Mina gave a shit about his views at the moment. She'd already leapt to the top rope and honed in on Celia Blassenville who was slowly clambering to verticality. The Temptress' angle meant she was looking at Becky and Veronica which was just fine with the Scandalous battler. Without so much as word she took to the skies like the mother of all blonde bombshells, Mina swooping out of the aether to THAWHUMP a huge Missile Dropkick between Blassenville's shoulders!
Celia landed flat on her face and chest but didn't really get to mull the new arrangement for more than a couple seconds before Murray grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her away from the fracas in the corner. “Don't you fucking miss this cover, Carpenter!” Mina shouted at Al as she rolled Blassenville onto her back. “Don't you fucking dare!”
Al did not miss the cover, nor did the Dangerous Dame even though she made no effort to interfere with it following her initial glance. The reason for this seeming lapse became quite clear when the official counted out...
ONE...
TWO...
THRE--“NNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHHH!”
Murray had forgotten all about Lily Burlingame and came to regret it when the Maroon Meteor SPIKED the point of one elbow into the pit of the blonde's tummy with every bit of her hundred and ten pounds behind it! Mina tumbled away from the pin like a punctured balloon only to find herself bundled into another cover, Burlingame folding the challenger in half with a Back Press that warmed blonde buns beneath the lights for a count of...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Celia Blassenville was still on her back yet she possessed enough wherewithal to drive a kick into Burlingame's ribs at the last possible second. Holding one arm across her ribs as she fought to her feet, Lily glared daggers at the Mistress of Puppets but it was Celia who spoke first.
“A valiant effort as always, Ms. Burlingame. But even your eternal optimism can't overcome NNNGGHHHH!”
Lily charged, hopped up onto the redhead's posted right knee and THWHACKED her shin against Blassenville's skull like a baseball bat! The Shining Wizard returned Celia to the deck once more so Burlingame sat down on her chest and hooked one leg in a Half Matchbook good for...
SHINING WIZARD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihyrcaY4krA
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
The Temptress put her hands to Lily's backside and shoved her away much to the disappointment of the Star Gazers. Not too far away, 'Ronnie Treymane laid the latest in a long line of tire-iron Forearm Smashes across Becky Clayton's rapidly bruising chest. Turning to her partner after she'd raked some hair off her eyes, the Gorgeous Gangster winked at Lily and said, “Got that under control or could you use a hand?”
“I wouldn't mind a tag now that you mention it.”
Treymane nodded. “You got it. Lemme take out the trash and AAARRRHHHHH FAAAAAAHHHK!”
Behind her, the Camouflage Crusher pressed both hands to the sides of the other blonde's head and gouged her fingers into Veronica's eyes!
“HEY! Get her off the eyes, Al! C'mon, that's not right!”
Burlingame wanted nothing more than to help her partner, but Carpenter was already wading into the fray and she didn't want to cause any more confusion, not to mention that-- Blassenville groaned and rolled to one knee while Mina Murray sat in an empty corner catching her breath and watching everything with pale, hating eyes.
Unfortunately for Veronica Treymane, her eyes weren't seeing much of anything thanks to the raking talons of the BFG. Roaring in anger and pain, 'Ronnie grabbed the other blonde's wrists in both hands and pulled hard while simultaneously DRIVING her hips back into the pit of Clayton's stomach! The first Butt Bomb smashed Bex back against the buckles, the second loosened her grip considerably and the third would've demolished it entirely if she hadn't intercepted it with a vicious Kneelift to the tailbone! Treymane sobbed aloud, her legs almost giving out as she collapsed against the snarling challenger. Blatantly ignoring Carpenter's demands to get back to her corner, Clayton continued to claw for a few more seconds before she switched over to a hair-hold and turned the Dangerous Dame in a half circle.
“You want me out of the ring, Al?” she snapped to the zebra. “Fine. But I'm taking this bitch with me.”
The notion of two less bodies in the ring didn't bother Al in the slightest until Becky lowered a shoulders and threaded an arm through Treymane's legs. Just like that she straightened up and tumbled 'Ronnie over the top rope at an awkward angle, the back of the former World Champion's head striking the edge of the apron with an awful THWONK a heartbeat before she hit the floor! Cringing along with the rest of the FAWNatics, Al rushed to the outside to check on Treymane while a smirking Clayton slipped through the ropes and strode to her corner.
Right about the time 'Ronnie kicked off her valiant, doomed effort to escape Becky's mitts, Lily Burlingame hauled Celia to verticality and promptly lit into her with a quartet of sharp kicks divided equally between the redhead's outer thighs. Blassenville grimaced and staggered back a step, but didn't cede any more ground.
“You'll need to do better than that to survive the night little girOOOOWWWW!”
Lily hopped up and STAMPED on the Temptress' left foot as hard as she could! The unexpected attack had Celia hopping on one foot, meaning she was a perfect target for the Back Kick Burlingame THWHACKED into the pit of her foe's stomach! The strike doubled Blassenville over so Lily set her hands on the redhead's shoulders and leap frogged into a seat on Celia's upper back. In the next instant she hooked her legs under Blassenville's biceps and snapped forward to rip the Mistress of Puppets off her feet with a Yoshi ToNO! Celia cupped her hands over the lightweight's heels to freeze Burlingame in place while she was still glued to her foe's back. Clever as she was, Lily didn't get enough time to adjust, Blassenville simply yanked down on those captured legs while doubling over. This switch in momentum swung Burlingame back the way she'd came and allowed Celia to catch her around the upper thighs, the Temptress dropping to her knees to THAWHAM Lily down on the back of her head and shoulders!
MAD SCIENTIST BOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WswFOenbMo
The Mad Scientist Bomb folded Lily like a briefcase but the challenger never tried for a cover because Mina Murray lunged in with a Super Kick aimed at the redhead's temNO! Celia caught the blonde's ankle two-handed, then halved her grip and THUMPED a pitiless Uppercut into the Californian's crotch! Mina wailed and crumpled to her knees, a position she didn't occupy for very long before Blassenville hauled her somewhat upright with a handful of togs and tresses. “I do believe your presence in this experiment is no longer required.” Celia growled as she stomped toward the Scandalous corner. “So if you would be so kind...” The Crimson Cagliostro spotted Lucy and Daphne recovering out on the floor and added Murray to their number by hurling her over the top rope! The involuntary nature of Mina's Plancha didn't make it any less effective, indeed the svelte blonde obliterated her friends in a single stroke.
With one faction of white mice effectively neutralized, Blassenville stomped back to Lily, who was trying to fight her way off all fours. Celia assisted with a handful of hair, then took hold of Burlingame's left wrist and forced it between the brunette's thighs so she could seize it with her other hand. Once that was done she hooked her right arm under the heiress' right bicep, then dipped her knees and earned a concerned 'oooooohhhh' from the crowd when she whipped Burlingame up into a tummy-down perch atop her right shoulder. Just like that she strapped an arm across Lily's lower back and put one hand to the base of her neck to ensure there was no escape when the Psyche Killer dropped to a seat and SPIKED Burlingame's skull with ring-rattling force!
HEAD GAME:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQmuQut9lu4
Starfished by Blassenville's vile Head Game, Lily offered no resistance when the challenger grabbed a double handful of shoulderstraps and hauled her upright.
“Your attention please, Mr. Carpenter!” Celia shouted to the official as she dragged the semiconscious Meteor over to Bex and tagged the One Woman Army into the match. Clearing out to the center of the ring as soon as the tag was made, the Temptress reeled Lily into a Standing Headscissors, then wrapped both arms around the brunette's waist and hoisted her up onto the point of her right shoulder. Shifting from the Waistlock to identical handholds on Burlingame's biceps, Celia boosted the Crucifix a little bit higher as Clayton hopped over the ropes. An exchange of nods meant Blassenville flipped Lily forward and down while Bex rushed forward, the Peacekeeper catching hold of Burlingame's noggin in a Three Quarters Facelock that transformed the Dominator into an Ace Crusher that PLANTED Lily on her face, chest and belly!
MK ULTRA @ 3:05
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQ55b1nOcBI
Celia rolled to one knee to stand guard whereas Clayton shoveled the lightweight onto her back and hooked the far leg just as Al Carpenter slid under the bottom rope to count...
ONE...
TWO...
A glassy-eyed Veronica Treymane dove under the bottom rope to break up the pin only to have Blassenville stop her at the goal line!
THREE!
Overwhelming jeers from the crowd, almost deafening in fact, just not enough to overcome the CLANG of the bell or the confirmation from the Announcer. “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners via pin-fall and the NEEEEEEEEEEEW FAWN Tag Team Champions... CELIA BLASSENVILLE AND BECKY CLAYTON!”
Celia delivered a few forget me not Forearm Smashes across Treymane's shoulders before she got up and joined her partner, who'd bounded to boot-leather the instant the bell rang. “YOU SEE THIS?” Clayton slapped the faceplate of her new prize with one hand as she held it aloft for the braying throng. “FIRST THE MADHOUSE, NOW THE TAG TITLES! LOOK AT HOW EASY THIS IS WHEN I STOP GIVING A FUCK WHAT YOU THINK?”
Blassenville accepted her half of the treasure far more quietly, though there was still a noticeable smile on the redhead's face as she strapped the ten pounds of leather and gold around her waist.
Already scouring herself with a thousand curses for failing to break up the cover, Veronica pushed to all fours and trudged her way over to check on Lily, who was still curled up on one side in the wake of that devastating double team. “Hey Lil, can you hear me? Wake up, girl. Let me know you're--”
“Pathetic.”
Treymane looked up and glared daggers into the sneering countenance of Becky Clayton.
“How did you ever manage to win these titles? Let alone hold onto them?”
“We did it without selling our souls you fucking cowar--”
Clayton stepped forward and would've dashed Treymane upside the head with her belt if Blassenville hadn't grabbed her wrist.
“That's enough learning for one evening, Rebecca.” the Temptress murmured. “Our goal is achieved and Veronica and Lily are at least starting to comprehend their places in this grand experiment of ours. Let Treymane mourn her failure. Let Burlingame nurse her injuries. Should they heal and decide they require further education... we won't be hard to find.”
The now former Tag Champ got to her feet, strictly to stand guard over Lily rather than press another attack. After a long look between Becky and Celia, she settled on the blonde. “I'm going to kick the shit out of you, Clayton. I don't know if there'll be gold on the line when I do, but I know you're going to wind up face down in the dirt when it's over.”
The Peacekeeper surged close enough to grind her forehead against 'Ronnie's, but by some miracle it didn't escalate beyond that. “You're going to put some respect on my name you self-righteous bitch.” she promised. “Even if you have to do it with a mouth full of broken teeth.”
Another few heartbeats of tense silence, then Clayton twisted away and stalked out of the ring with her new gold held high.
“You're taking this far too personally, Rox-excuse me, Veronica.” Celia said quietly. “Rebecca is too, if I'm being honest. Something to work on in our next session. My schedule is quite full these days, but I could work you in, if you'd like.”
“Don't think you're off the hook for a second, you psychopath. You're next on my list after I've dismantled your latest lab rat.”
Celia smiled widely, then leaned in close enough to whisper in Treymane's ear. “Who says she's the latest?”
The Crimson Cagliostro didn't wait for a response, she merely turned around and strolled out of the squared circle while a concerned Veronica hovered over Lily as the EMT's finally arrived.
The lights cut out, stopping the Announcer in mid-spiel. Sighing heavily, he lowered his mic and waited in silence as the gloom was 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. “Introducing first, 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 dispensation of justice the prurient pair wore matching sky blue two-pieces dusted with silver glitter. Gleaming white boots and pads completed their ensemble.
“Third time's the fucking charm.” Lucy said to the others as she eyed the crowd with obvious disdain.
“Tonight we take what's ours.” Mina agreed. “We humiliate the champs and we destroy those shitty frame-up artists.”
“Maybe not in that order.” “Daphne added.”
“We'll do it however we goddamned please.” Lucy confirmed. “And we'll take our time making a statement.”
Promise made, the tawdry triad started down the ramp with Daphne in the lead and Scandalous a little behind in their usual hip swinging lock-step. Gifting any and all of their detractors with that devious ‘W’ and a several choice curse words, the ladies abruptly dismissed the sheeple and raced for the ring with Lucy just far enough in front to hop onto the apron. Feet planted firm, Harker leaned back against the ropes as first Mina and then Daphne shot underneath to enter the squared circle. Once they were in place she hooked her arms over the top rope and dipped her hips to roll into the ring herself. She landed just in front of Mina and Daphne and the crowd, long-time Scandalous haters that they were couldn’t help but cheer as it looked like they’d finally get-- the hateful threesome spun away from each other and raised the W’s high, their salute far more effective than any middle finger.
PSY OPS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5z63Bi_d1I
The raucous revelers were still jeering at full volume when they were introduced by slow, plinking piano notes. Derision gave way to a more thoughtful silence which itself soon shifted to a sort of confused understanding as words dripped from the speakers.
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse but there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Everyone was still pondering this ominous question when the curtain was brushed aside and a most dangerous alliance made it's presence known. Becky Clayton and Celia Blassenville emerged shoulder to shoulder, the longtime enemies setting aside their differences to make Clayton the latest Queen of the Madhouse before turning their attention to the Tag Team division. The former Howling Commandos greeted their absentee leader with dismay, disgust and disappointment, the cacophony of their collective distress easily equal to and possibly surpassing their hatred for Scandalous.
BECKY CLAYTON:
CELIA BLASSENVILLE:
Becky Clayton couldn't have cared less if she tried. The former World Champion regarded the whole arena with pitiless, calculating efficiency. If before she was a protector, now she was a hunter. For tonight's clash with two top-tier teams, the BFG wore a cold grey, black & blue version of her formerly standard green & brown camouflage two-piece. The tie-sided bottoms were the same as was the ladder / double helix of lycra that ran from the top of her waistband all the way to the southern border of her low-cut sports bra. The gear was completed with flat black pads, black boots and a few wraps of matte black wrist-tape. Also worth noting? Clayton's dark blonde locks, which usually hung free or pulled back in a simple ponytail were now drawn back in the snug French Braid Celia had favored for years.
Speaking of the Temptress, she wore a gleaming black lycra one-piece with long ‘sleeves’ that were comprised of a pair of thin ebon bands that wound around her arms, ending just above the wrists. Her ensemble finished with matching knee-pads and gleaming white wrestling boots, while her long copper-colored hair was collected in the aforementioned French Braid. If Clayton's demeanor was clearly mercenary, Blassenville's was much less clear. The redhead betrayed no particular interest in the crowd's reaction or the opponents waiting in the ring. Indeed she only betrayed the hint of a smile when she leaned over and murmured something in Becky's left ear. Clayton nodded, replied, “Let's get it done.” then started down the aisle with the Mistress of Puppets strolling a few steps behind.
They were halfway to the squared circle when the Announcer called, “And introducing their opponents. Hailing from Denver, Colorado and New Cannan, Louisiana respectively, weighing in at a combined total of two-hundred and eighty pounds, they are BECKY CLAYTON AND CELIA BLASSENVILLE!”
This brought a fresh round of jeers, which were also ignored by the newly minted team. Completely ignoring the fans on the aisle, Clayton and Blassenville tromped up the steel steps and slipped through the ropes to lay claim to the center of the ring just as Scandalous retreated to the floor. Swinging around to face the hard camera, Clayton raised a hand to snap off her usual salute only to turn it into a turn it into a gun she trained on the lens and everyone watching from the other side. Celia offered no such sigil, she only swept a glance over Lucy and Mina before turning her attention to the stage.
“And introducing their opponents! Hailing from Bridgeport, California and Stovington, Vermont respectively and weighing in at combined total of two hundred and forty-four pounds. They are the Neo-Noir Knockout VERONICA TREYMANE and the Girl that Gravity Forgot, LILY BURLINGAME! Together they are the FAWN Tag Team Champions… COSMIC NOIR!”
The low red glare of the Star Strider's entrance was augmented by a gout of flame sparking from the floor at the bottom of the ramp and burning rapidly up its wick until it reached the pool of darkness at the top. All at once the predicted explosion of noise and pyro went off, a huge KA-BOOM of red bursting loud enough to swallow the introductory riff of 'Comeback Kid’. When the lights came back the music immediately cut to the first verse of ‘Machine Gun Blues’ and those gathered for Season's Beatings turned their attention to the brightest constellation in the Tag Team Galaxy.
LILY BURLINGAME:
VERONICA TREYMANE:
No trenchcoat and Thompson for Veronica tonight. No invisible detonator for Lily either. The longtime friends emerged from the pyro at a steady stalk, their gold hanging loose in one hand. “You ready to settle this crap once and for all, 'Lil?” the Pinstripe Powerhouse asked without taking her eyes off the women in the ring.
“More than. I'll take point. Cover me, ok?” The Crimson Comet didn't wait for an answer, she just tossed her prize aside and broke into a full-on sprint! Breaking into a fierce grin as the crowd exploded for Lily's approach, Treymane discarded her gold and took off a few steps behind her partner.
With memories of Cold November Pain fresh in their minds, Lucy and Mina dove from the ring the instant Cosmic Noir threw their hardware aside and charged down the aisle. Becky and Celia did no such thing, indeed the newly minted tandem simply rolled their shoulders in anticipation of their inevitable arrival. Didn't have to wait long, only a few seconds ticked off the clock before Lily dove under the bottom rope, popped to her feet and immediately THWHAPPED a Low Dropkick into the meat of the Temptress' right thigh!
Blassenville grunted and went down on one knee which put Burlingame at just the right level to hook an arm around Celia's noggin and start pounding away at her forehead! Becky saw this and went to assist her partner only to remember the Crimson Comet came paired with a Pinstripe Powerhouse. A glance to the outside didn't spot Treymane at once, but a blur of motion caught her attention and she shifted her attention up, thus ensuring she got an excellent view as 'Ronnie 'twaaanged' off the top rope and THWHACKED a huge Springboard Clothesline across the Camouflage Crusher's clavicle!
SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPCYQCXJZfE
Clayton went down flat and rolled to all fours while Veronica scrambled to full verticality and started POUNDING Overhand Forearm Smashes across Celia's shoulders who had in turn answered Burlingame's noggin punches with some heavy body blows. Sturdy though she was Blassenville couldn't weather the combined might of the Tag Team Champions, nor could she stop them from hauling her up with a quadruple handful of hair! Switching over to stereo Wristlocks after they each thumped a Kneelift into Celia's gut, Cosmic Noir stepped back, dropped a hip and hurled the Crimson Cagliostro into a corner with a huge Irish Whip! Blassenville twisted around at the last second to BWUNG spine-first against the buckles, a heavy, tooth-shivering impact that was still echoing in the cheap seats when Treymane charged in and THWHAPPED the duplicitous redhead with a Clothesline of her own!
CORNER CLOTHESLINE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIZvbL-SkHk
'Ronnie bounced back, pivoted to one side and dropped to all fours to transform herself into a suitable platform for Lily, who skipped onto her back and then leapt off, the former Lightweight Champion THWHAMMING her right leg across Blassenville's chest with a huge Leg Lariat! Celia 'ooooffffhed' and dropped to her backside, that collapse earning a loud roar from the FAWNatics and an emphatic double high five from the champions!
POETRY IN MOTION @ 00:03
www.youtube.com/watch?v=H0EbaITNJeQ
“Goddamned right!” Lily barked at her big blonde partner. “Let's scorch these Daisies!”
“Scorching's too easy for these brats.” Veronica replied. “I say we salt the earHRRRGGHH!”
Becky slid in behind the Dangerous Dame and threaded her arms beneath the blonde's biceps to lock 'em down in a tight Full Nelson. Yanking Treymane off her feet even as she forced the other wrestler's chin into the depths of her cleavage, Clayton went up on tiptoes and PLANTED Veronica on the canvas with a thunderous Full Nelson Slam! The force of it put Bex down on one knee but she got up right away and--
FULL NELSON SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSexMvd-wmU
Lily leapt over her flattened friend, planted a foot on Clayton's right thigh and THWHACKED a gorgeous Enzugiri off the side of Becky's skull!
STEP-UP ENZUGIRI @ 00:40
www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_u4iDes7G8
The One Woman Army stumbled, took a knee, then got to her feet a little slower than previous. She'd just straightened up when Burlingame pumped a huge Broadside Kneelift across her tummy. “I don't know what the hell's going through your head right now.” Lily buried her hands in Clayton's hair and piled on with a Kneelift between the eyes. “But I'm going to knock it loose if it kills NNNNGHHH!”
Bex smashed the Lightweight's hands aside, straightened up and wrapped both hands around Burlingame's throat! Just like that she dipped her knees and launched the Maroon Meteor into the sky with a two-handed Choke Lift! “Nothing's loose, Lily.” the blonde growled. “In fact I'm seeing clearly for the first time in yearsSRRGGHH!”
Let's be perfectly clear, Scandalous didn't choose this particular moment to 'help' the snot nosed high flier, they chose it because Clayton's back was to them and thus she couldn't defend against the pair of Side Kicks they THWHAPPED across the backs of the blonde's thighs! Becky dropped Lily and swung to find her attackers only for Lucy to swing around on her six and slap on a Waistlock. Bex grabbed onto Harker's wrists to break her grip and-- THWHACK! Mina hopped forward and stapled a Super Kick to Clayton's chin while Lucy snapped off a quick bridge to THWHAM the sneaking bitch down on the back of her head and shoulders with a German Suplex! Up on tiptoes after the Suplex connected, Lucy held on tight while Al Carpenter counted...
SUPER KICK & GERMAN SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-2t2gajsL8
ONE...
TWO...
Celia rushed over and STAMPED down Harker's tummy to break the bridge simultaneous with 'TWO!'
“All right ladies, I need each team to send one member to their respective corners!” the referee called to all six charges as he got to his feet. “C'mon now, you know I can't keep an eye on things with all of you WHOAH!”
Poor Al threw himself out of the way of Mina Murray, who launched herself at the Temptress with a gorgeous Axe Kick that would've put Blassenville on the deck alongside her partner if she hadn't dipped low at the last instant. Mina cursed, caught her balance and whipped around only to throw herself backward to avoid the Bicycle Kick Celia sent through the spot so recently occupied by her jaw! The Scandalous blonde landed on the back of her head and shoulders and immediately kipped back to verticality, though her welcome was far from warm as the Mistress of Puppets tagged her in the mouth with a straight right hand! Blassenville followed up with a rough grip around Murray's throat, the 'smeck' of palm on throat earning a roar from those assembled.
“You were granted every opportunity to stay out of our way.” Celia explained after she'd slung Mina's right arm over her right shoulder. “But now that you're part of this experiment, you'll suffer the same trials as Burlingame and Treymane.” On that pleasant note she grabbed a huge handful of Murray's white waistband and yanked it and the blonde herself high into the air for a brutal Choke SlaNO!
Seeing her bestie in serious trouble, Lucy Harker abandoned the mud hole she was trying to stomp in Veronica Treymane and rushed across the canvas to raaaaaaaaaaaaake her talons down Blassenville's back! It wasn't the most impactful counter ever recorded, but it did force the redhead to return her blonde burden to terra firma. Quick to hammer away at the Destroyer now that the odds were again in their favor, Scandalous softened her up with several Forearm Smashes, then doubled her over with stereo Kneelifts that made it that much easier to draw her into a tandem Front Facelock. Slinging the Destroyer's arms over their shoulders, Harker and Murray each grabbed hold of their foe's trunks at the hip and boosted her skyward for a huge Vertical Supl--'OOOOOHHHHHH!' from the white mice gathered for Season's Beatings when the Crimson Cagliostro kicked her feet hard enough to return to the mat without suffering any ill effects. Their noises grew all the louder when Celia gathered her reserves and muscled both members of Scandalous up, over and of course down with a BOOMING Vertical Suplex!
Celia was up at once, the domineering powerhouse stretching her arms wide to remind everyone she was the most dangerous combination of brains and brawn that FAWN had ever-- “NNNNNNGGGHHHHH!” Turned out Lily Burlingame didn't give a damn about either, she'd already knocked Blassenville off her feet once and she did it again courtesy a Diving Meteora that saw the Star Strider dive from the heavens to land with her shins astride Blassenville's shoulders. Lightweight designation be damned, Lily drove Celia into the deck with a resounding THWHAM, the Destroyer knocked flat on her back and then folded into snug Matchbook as soon as Burlingame caught hold of her legs. Blassenville's shoulders were most definitely down, though it took Al Carpenter an extra heartbeat to recognize it as he was presently trying (and failing) to stop the pull apart brawl between Clayton and Treymane. Abandoning the pair of former World Champions for an effort that might bring an end to this madness, Carpenter dove into position and slapped the mat...
DIVING METEORA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0KjKS8AROI
ONE...
TWO...
Celia kicked loose, the force of her escape shooting Lily to all fours and then back to boot-leath--THWHACK! Becky, having momentarily slowed 'Ronnie's assault with a well placed thumb to the eye, took the opportunity to tear across the ring and damned near kick Lily's head into the lower deck with a Big Boot! With the whole of Scandalous currently recovering outside the ring and Treymane rubbing the smudges out of her vision, Clayton threw herself across the flattened Comet and hooked the far leg for...
BIG BOOT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jx79HmT5I2c
ONE...
TWO...
“AAARRRRRGGGHHH!” Veronica wasn't quite as blind as Bex thought because not only did she break up the pin, she did so by pressing her hands to the sides of Clayton's noggin so she could gouge away at her eyes!
“Hey 'Ronnie, c'mon now, ya gotta get off her eyes!” Al warned as the Dangerous Dame used her nasty grip to haul the protesting blonde upright.
“She deserves it!” Treymane barked right back. “After all the gutless shit she's pulled, this is the LEAST of what she deserNGH! NGH! NGH!”
Becky skewered her attacker's tummy with a trio of Back Elbows, then straightened up and twisted around so she could bury one hand in Veronica's hair while the other clamped down on her face! “You wanna know what I deserve, Treymane?” she growled to the other Destroyer. “Let me show MMMRRRPPPHHH!”
The Magnificent Moll wasn't about to let a little roughhousing slow her down, not after she'd had not one but two pay-per-views ruined by a manipulative bitch and a woman with which she shared, if not exactly a friendship, at least a healthy respect. But respect was the last thing on 'Ronnie's mind when she answered Becky's hair pull with one of her own, then slammed her other hand down on Clayton's mouth and PINCHED her nostrils between thumb and forefinger!
The Camouflage Crusher's eyes went wide, then narrowed to dark slots. She could've prized either or both of Treymane's grips away with some effort, but that would've meant abandoning her own holds and she was in no mood for that sort of compassion. So she squeezed that much harder, the blonde's fingers digging into Veronica's cheeks and hair while the Dangerous Dame did her best to crush Clayton's nose and expose her scalp. Not too far away, Al Carpenter looked around and actually breathed a sigh of relief when he realized Burlingame and Blassenville had retreated to opposite corners. Of course that meant Scandalous... he glanced around and saw Lucy and Mina huddled with Daphne, the opportunistic trio watching the Destroyers slug it out with wary curiosity. “Harker! Murray! One of you in the ring, one of you to the corner. Dufresne, you're fine where you are.”
“I need to catch my breath!” Lucy complained while Mina slowly headed toward the last remaining tag rope. “Those idiot meatheads jumped me and I wasn't ready!”
“I can tell the infirmary you're on your way.” Carpenter replied. “Of course I'd have to remove you and Mina from the match.”
Harker frowned. “God, why are you such a bitch, Carpenter?” Without waiting for his answer she hopped onto the apron and started through the ropes which was also when Mina launched herself from an empty corner in a Missile Dropkick that broadsided her blonde opposition! Choking down a sigh that threatened to rattle his eyeballs, Al pointed at Lucy and ordered, “Corner. NOW.” before shifting his focus to Murray, who'd just thrown herself across Becky and hooked the far leg for...
ONE...
TWO...
Clayton got her hands braced against Mina's chest and tummy and shoved her off with enough force to send the Californian back to her feet. Quite undaunted by this show of power, Murray immediately repeated the tactic on Veronica Treymane and earned another...
ONE...
TWO...
Veronica twisted a shoulder off the mat in time with the count of 'TWO!'
Irritated but far from frustrated, the Scandalous beauty got to her feet and promptly stomped away at 'Ronnie's abs until the Gorgeous Gangster rolled over to push to all fours. Actually this adjustment didn't stop Mina's assault, it simply slowed it long enough for her to-- she dropped into a crouch so late she felt heel of Clayton's boot tickle the top of her head as she evaded the massive strike! Righting herself in the blink of an eye, Murray swung around and THWHACKED a huge Roundhouse offa the back of Becky's skull before she'd fully recovered!
ROUNDHOUSE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nz_roC994R4
The kick didn't take Clayton off her feet, it did however drop her arms to her sides which meant Murray had no problems snatching a wrist and pivoting toward the Scandalous corner. A quick Forearm Smash to the mouth ensured the One Woman Army remained suitably discombobulated when Mina doubled down on the Wristlock and sent her hurtling across the canvas via an Irish Whip. Lucy saw her coming and eased to one side to ensure she wouldn't get knocked off the apron when Clayton BWUNGED into the buckles spine-first, though she was still plenty close enough to grab a handful of blonde hair.
Carpenter saw the infraction and called it out immediately or rather, he started to. The ref barely got through 'HEY, KNOCK--' before Mina raced by and put Clayton's head on a swivel with a vicious Yakuza Kick that THWHACKED through the arena!
YAKUZA KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCtxiYSXLkw
“Thought you could fuck with us?” Murray pulled her leg clear of the top rope, then climbed into a mount that forced her tummy into the former World Champion's face. “That you could take away what's rightfully ours?” She grabbed a handful of Clayton's hair, wrenched her head back and delivered a single spiteful slap. “Doesn't matter who you're teaming with, dog-face. You'll always be a fucking loser.”
Bex muttered something that was probably meant to be a repudiation of such slanderous filth, alas it still little more than an incoherent mumble when Murray curled that slappin' hand into a fist and brought it down on the BFG's forehead over and over again! Now the FAWNatics weren't inclined to assist Scandalous with, well, pretty much anything, however they were still stinging over Clayton's treasonous alliance with the Mistress of Puppets and so the grudgingly tolled the punches as they struck home. 'ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX... SEVEN... EIGHT... NINE...'
Mina paused the beatdown to fluff her hair, but rather than finish it off she turned around on her perch and settled into a comfortable, surprisingly prim seat atop the other blonde's face! Smiling prettily as Clayton began to murmur and squeal against her smothering glutes, Murray crossed one leg over the other and set both hands atop one knee as she kept an eye on the recovering 'Ronnie Treymane.
Al Carpenter however was keeping an eye on the challenger and it wasn't long before he called out, “Ok, that's enough Mina! Get her out of the corner.”
“I BELIEVE I'm entitled to a five count.” she chirped in reply.
The ref obliged this request without hesitation and though Murray never lost track of it, her attention was on the Dangerous Dame. “How ya doin', dick? Looks like you could use a seat. I don't usually share, but this one's got some magic fingers action I think you'll appreciate.”
Treymane scowled and rushed the Scandalous corner which forced Mina to straighten up just as Al reached 'FOUR!' Showing off the agility that often went unremarked in her matches, the Scandalous blonde hopped onto the top rope and sprang over the incoming Destroyer to land in the center of the squared circle. This put Murray out of harm's way for the moment but her escape meant Clayton was next in line, not that this change bothered Veronica Treymane in the slightest. Indeed she might've picked up the pace a little bit once she realized Mina was out of reach and Bex was just there squirming and gasping for brea--“HRRRRGGHHH!” Treymane left her feet in a low-flying arc that ended with every bit of her hundred and thirty so pounds CRUSHING Becky tummy on tits!
AVALANCHE SPLASH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=eQ1FNpWYGEc
Lucy already had both hands up to let everyone know she wasn't going to interfere, so Veronica spared a look over her shoulder and damned if Mina wasn't jawing at Celia instead of lining up a cheap shot. Happy to take whatever small gifts came her way, the Magnificent Moll climbed onto the second rope and promptly unleashed the same pugilistic assault Murray had used only moments prior. And like her Scandalous adversary before her, 'Ronnie paused at 'NINE!' but instead of treating herself to a seat she raised both hands and crossed them in an 'X' that earned an extremely familiar order when she chopped down on each thigh! Treymane closed out with one more right hand to the hairline, then hopped down and turned to find--
“RONNIE WATCH OUT!” Lily's warning gave the Pinstripe Powerhouse just enough time to drop into a crouch and thus avoid the Yakuza Kick Murray planned to put through her chin! Mina's kickin' leg (the right) came down on Treymane's left shoulder so the former World Champion wrapped her arms around Mina's waist and got to her feet like she was hauling nothing more than laundry! Eyes wide with concern at the prospect of soaking up another Powerbomb from the Gorgeous Gangster, Murray slipped her other leg over Treymane's shoulders, then locked her ankles and popped her hips to flip the other blonde off her feet with a HurricanraNO! Veronica locked her hands and dropped into a squat to freeze the challenger's descent only inches above the mat. After a moment's pause to gather her strength she muscled Mina up onto her shoulders just to THAWHAM her down on the back of her head and shoulders with a Powerbomb, just as Murray had feared!
Holding onto the Waistlock after impact, Treymane used it to tumble Mina onto her hands and knees. Some clamoring from the Scandalous side of town caught her eye for a moment and she couldn't help but grin when she realized Al was chastising Lucy Harker for throttling Clayton with the tag rope. “That's YOUR doing.” 'Ronnie pointed an accusing finger at Celia Blassenville, who regarded her blandly. “I don't know what sort of bullshit you put in her ear, but all of this is on you.”
The Temptress offered her a flat smile. “As if I'd have it any other way.”
Treymane didn't bother to answer, she turned to her left and sprinted into the ropes to ensure maximum momentum when she came back and THWHACKED the point of her right knee into the penitent blonde's temple! It wasn't quite the Cement Shoe but this Lead Pipe Cinch still flopped Murray onto her back so the champ could flop out across her chest and hook the far leg for...
LEAD PIPE CINCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yk8sOuCJJ9A
ONE...
TWO...
THR--“NGH!”
Blassenville slipped through the ropes and casually stomped Veronica between the shoulders to break up the count with half a second to spare! Her interference brought a scowl from Lily and a warning from Carpenter, but little more than a grimace from Treymane. With Mina at least temporarily out of action, the Dangerous Dame looked back to the Scandalous corner where Clayton had forced some separation by slamming a Back Elbow into the other blonde's mouth a few seconds earlier.
Raising a finger for Lily (who was practically bouncing with anticipation in the Noir corner) Treymane kept her eye on Bex as she dropped to one knee and helped herself to Mina's hair. A bit of tugging returned Murray to verticality and from there it was just a little extra lifting for the former World Champ to boost her high overhead in a Military Press that earned plenty of 'oooooooohhh's' from the collected FAWNatics. “Hey, Daisy!” 'Ronnie called to Clayton as the other woman finally stumbled clear of the Scandalous corner. “I got four reps with this brat, let's see you do better!”
Becky wasn't much in the mood to exchange work-out equipment at the moment, alas Treymane didn't give her a chance to say no before she rushed forward and slung Mina at the Camouflage Crusher in an improvised Crossbody! Clayton saw the blonde coming and stretched her arms wide to properly intercept the Scandalous missile. Grunting as she took a step back with Murray strapped across her chest, Becky glared daggers at Treymane and said, “Don't throw your garbage at me, assholNNNNGGHHHH!”
Treymane exploded forward and caromed a foot offa Clayton's chin with enough force to take her to the deck just like that! Mina went with her but rather than simply roll clear, she instinctively hooked the far leg in a Crossbody in hopes of securing the surprise...
ONE...
TWO...
Veronica pounded a Double Axehandle between Murray's shoulders to break the Californian's cover with a full second to spare. Mina hissed and rolled away, the challenger only coming to a stop when she bumped into the ring-post in Scandalous' corner. Lucy hopped onto the top rope at once, but she kept a careful eye on Treymane while the Pinstripe Powerhouse filled her hands with Clayton's hair. “You can have her as soon as I'm done, Daisy.”
Harker said nothing, just held her position until Veronica had hauled Becky upright and sent her to the Cosmic side of town with an Irish Whip. Treymane heard the 'CLAP!' of Lucy tagging herself into the fray but paid it no mind as she'd already started down the Peacekeeper's back-trail. Oblivious to the doom following on her heels, Clayton slowed down and spun around to absorb the impact of the buckles and ended up getting a whole lot worse when the Gorgeous Gangster THWHAPPED a huge Clothesline against her chest!
'Ronnie immediately tagged Lily, but she wasn't as quick to pull Becky off the buckles. Instead she put her lips to the challenger's ear and said, “You're fucking insane if you think this is over after tonight. Sooner or later you and I are going to settle up somewhere with no referees and no witnesses.” With that she stepped away, scraped Bex off the buckles and turned her around just so she could dip low and wedge her head between the other blonde's thighs. Over on the other side of the ropes Lily Burlingame sprang into the high rent district like it was no big deal, her new vantage point giving her an excellent view of Lucy Harker slowly creeping up on the action. “Step lighter, Luce!” she snarked at the Scandalous brunette. “I can hear you being sneaky!”
Harker flipped her the bird but otherwise held her ground when Treymane stood up with Clayton astride her shoulders in an Electric Chair. Unlike her partner, Lily looked more troubled than angry about Becky's change in attitude, not that this stopped the Crimson Comet from taking to the skies to SMECK across her blonde's chest in a high elevation Crossbody that sent Clayton and Treymane both THWHAMMING to the canvas!
DOOMSDAY CROSSBODY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VYyfPGC8LuU
Burlingame hooked the far leg as soon as she came down, but it was all a feint and she rolled away immediately thereafter to ensure she was clear of the stomp Harker had intended for her ribs! The blow caught Bex in the pit of her stomach and she sat up only to get shoved down by 'Ronnie Treymane. Not happy to find herself caught in the middle of a Cosmic sandwich, Lucy raised her hands and backed away from the Dangerous Dame only to whip around on her heel and lash out with a Super Kick pointed at Burlingame's chiNO! Lily caught the taller brunette's ankle at the last second and stepped backward to stretch the limb out full length. With Harker hopping awkwardly on one foot, Lily looked around for a few seconds, then caught the eye of Al Carpenter. “Hey, can you hold this for a second?”
She offered him Lucy's foot and the zebra took it without thinking only for the brunette to snap, “What do you think you're doing, you moron! Let me go right fucking nHHHRRGGGHHH!” Lily sprinted by, hopped up and cupped her hands across Harker's chin, all the better to THWHAM her down on the back of her head and shoulders with a beautiful Neckbreaker! Lucy landed high and tight so Burlingame splashed across her chest and collected both legs in a tight bundle for the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Harker fought out of the pin and rolled over onto all fours while Burlingame scrambled to her feet. The challenger's position made her an irresistible target for Lily, who charged the penitent Scandalmonger and skipped up onto her back. But whereas she'd previously used 'Ronnie as a springboard when she occupied an identical position, the Star Strider took a more punishing route with Lucy by springing skyward and curling herself into a snug ball, the former Lightweight Champion whirling through four hundred and fifty destructive degrees before stretching out full length and THWHUMPING down across the other brunette's back!
Lucy's bridge collapsed beneath the heiress' weight and she lost her wind with an audible 'UUGGHHHH!' when she crashed to the deck. Thus there was less wriggling than usual when Burlingame shot the Half Nelson and rolled her over in search of the...
ONE...
TWO...
Another escape from Lucy Harker, the tenacious brunette stuffing a hand under her attacker's chin to fight out from underneath. “Stuuuhhh... stop wasting your time, shrimp.” the brunette muttered as she made it to a seat. “You're the weak link in this match and everyone knows--”THWHACK!
Burlingame stapled a Basement Super Kick to her cheek and would've gone for another cover then and there if not for the distraction of a crisp SLAP. It didn't echo with the same force as her kick, but it still captured Lily's attention because there was no mistaking the sound of a tag. Cursing the lapse that'd let Clayton out of her sight, Burlingame turned to the last occupied corner just as Becky rolled under the bottom rope and Celia eased over the top rope.
“Aaaaahhh, the indefatigable Lily Burlingame.” the Temptress murmured as she moved toward the cautious lightweight. “Sister to Susannah and Brie, not quite the shame of the former, but certainly not the ideal of the latter. Unique among the ranks of the indolent, idle rich that seemingly gravitate toward this profession in that she hid her identity behind the guise of the luchadora Cherry Bomb for a number of years before revealing herself at--”
“Don't need a history lesson, Celia.” Burlingame interrupted. “But an explanation for Becky would be appre--”
“What is there to explain?” Blassenville was circling now, slowly closing in on the champion while Lucy Harker watched from one knee with a baleful expression. “Some people, MOST people in fact, do not possess your seemingly bottomless well of optimism. Rebecca finally understood that the self-sacrificing elements of her character were doing far more harm than good and enlisted me to help her forge that weakness into something more productive.”
The words were barely out of Celia's mouth when the redhead lunged for Lily, who twisted aside and managed to THWHACK a hard kick against the Destroyer's flank. Blassenville grimaced, even though the blow felt like more of an annoyance than anything else. “And as her therapist you decided that having her attack her friends in the dark was a strong first step?” Lily snapped, her dark eyes flashing with anger.
Celia only shrugged. “Rebecca said she wanted gold. Another shot at the World Title seemed unlikely and it felt rude to interrupt Victoria when she's in the midst of such intriguing growth. The Tag Titles struck me as an ideal bonding experience.”
Lily ground to a halt, her eyes narrowing at the Mistress of Puppets. “Just what the hell did you do to HEY!”
She would've finished with 'her' if Lucy hadn't lunged in low and wrapped an arm around Burlingame's ankle! The distraction took Lily's attention off Celia and that was all the opening Blassenville needed. She crossed the distance between them in the blink of an eye and THWHACKED a huge Bicycle Kick into the heiress' chest!
BICYCLE KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oueINtq5kh8
Burlingame went down in a heap and though Harker was right there beside her she didn't even think about making a cover with the shadow of the Temptress looming long. Instead she grabbed a handful of Lily's hair and got to her feet while forcing the champ to do the same. “We could take her out right now.” she told Blassenville. “Get the two poseurs out of here and settle it from there. Sounds fair, right?”
Celia answered with a cold smile. “Please, Ms. Harker. Our respective tactics up to this point suggest that no one save for the unfortunate champions are interested in 'fair'.”
Harker sighed and said, “Guess you're not as dumb as you look. Catch!” She slung Lily at Celia in a makeshift Spear that the redhead intercepted with a simple Front Facelock. Alas it didn't turn out as well as Blassenville anticipated because Harker immediately took to the skies and smashed her heels into the redhead's chin with a beautiful Dropkick! The pinpoint accuracy knocked Blassenville off her feet and in doing so she yanked Burlingame down beside her in a DDT that THWHONKED the crown of the champ's skull against the thinly-sheathed plywood!
Celia immediately rolled to one side and put both hands to her mouth to check for damages while Lily flopped through the impact to land on her back in a loose-limbed sprawl. Always happy to choose the path of least resistance, the Scandalous blonde pounced on the downed lightweight and hooked the far leg. Half a heartbeat later and Al was beside the action counting off...
ONE...
TWO...
Burlingame kicked out simultaneous with 'TWO', much to the challenger's disgust. She didn't spend any time complaining to the idiot zebra however, rather she shifted her attention to the Temptress, Lucy shoveling Celia onto her back before climbing aboard in a straddle that let her palm both of the redhead's shoulders to the mat through...
ONE...
Celia bucked her hips to toss Lucy clear of the mount just after 'ONE!'
“C'mon Carpenter!” Harker barked at the official as she scrambled to her feet. “What do I have to do to get a clean count from you?”
“Nothing's wrong with the count, Lucy. Maybe you should work harder to keep these girls down.”
Lucy didn't appreciate his tone, but there was no use wasting time on an oxygen waster so she refocused on Celia who had just rolled to all fours. “Felt pretty clever blaming us for your stupid shit, did ya?” she raised a foot and stomped down between the Destroyer's shoulders. “Should've just let us take the titles off these assholes and run your little psy op somewhere else.”
Another stomp collided with the back of Blassenville's head, but Celia soaked it up and rose to one knee with a smile that sent a chill down the Californian's spine. “You think this is just about them, Ms. Harker? You give yourself far too little credit, the three of you are equally important in this study. Just five little white mice fighting for their lives over something Rebecca and I could take away at a moment's not--”
Lucy lashed out with a kick that would've smashed her heel into Blassenville's forehead if the Mistress of Puppets hadn't snatched hold of her ankle at the perfect moment. Smile growing wider as she got to her feet, Celia noted, “This mean girl persona you're so entrenched in means nothing to me, Ms. Harker. Schoolyard bullies may chill the blood of skittish mathletes, but they mean precious little in the real worNNNGGGHHH!”
Lucy sprang off her plant foot and THWHACKED it upside the Destroyer's noggin in a textbook Enzugiri! The blow didn't take Blassenville off her feet, but it did drop her to one knee long enough for the brunette to scramble to verticality so she could unleash a flurry of quick punches on her opponent's hairline. Switching over to a Muy Thai style grip when the redhead began to rise, Lucy made the Crimson Cagliostro fight for every inch by thum-thum-thumping a half dozen Kneelifts into her tummy. These shots softened Blassenville enough for Harker to march her into the ropes where she promptly turned around and laid claim to the taller woman's head with a Thee Quarters Facelock. What looked like a Snapmare to start turned out to be quite a bit more acrobatic as Lucy dropped into a smooth tumble that forced Celia to come along for the ride. Both ladies finished the trip in a relatively comfortable seat though Harker quickly worsened her opponent's situation by THWHACKING a low kick across her face! Blassenville went down flat and Lucy stuffed her shoulders into the pits of the taller woman's knees to keep her stacked up nice and tight while Carpenter counted...
SICARIA KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CC-quMIBS14
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOO!
Celia probably could've kicked out on her own but in this case she didn't have to because Lily Burlingame put a stop to it with a heavy Mushroom Stomp between Lucy's shoulders!
“Goddamned gnat!” Harker bellowed as she hurried back to her feet. “Why can't you stay the hell down?”
“Why can't you MAKE me, cutie?” the Crimson Comet snapped in reply.
The Scandalous lass had every intention of doing just that, indeed she exploded forward and lashed out with a Clothesline only to hiss in disgust when Burlingame dipped beneath it and continued on to the ropes. Bearing down on her irritated adversary by the time Harker managed to turn around, Lily pressed her left hand to the nape of Lucy's neck and left her feet only to land on the second rope half a heartbeat later. From there she sprang off and stretched out full length, the former Lightweight Champion flying like a banner until she tucked in on herself and dropped to the canvas while deftly snatching hold of Lucy's right arm mid-descent. Doing so tore the taller brunette off her feet and sent her hurtling through the air to land on her back more than halfway across the ring.
SPRINGBOARD ARMDRAG:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpBVEMlopvg
A bit more residual momentum brought Lucy to an empty corner where she grabbed hold of the middle rope and hauled herself upright. She'd just begun to reset her bearings when Burlingame rushed in again, the Maroon Meteor going a little lower than usual to THWHAP Lucy's tummy with a smooth Flying Crossbody that let the champ slip between the top and middle ropes to reach the apron in a single sinuous movement.
CORNER CROSSBODY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Z61bUIFn7Y
The clever offense left Harker huffing and hugging her midsection while still remaining upright so Lily grabbed a double handful of hair and bent her head backward over the top rope before dropping to the floor! This inversion on the Hot Shot didn't impede Lucy's breathing in the slightest, instead in resulted in a nasty case of whiplash that dropped the dark-haired battler to her hands and knees. As for the Star Strider, she regained the apron in the blink of an eye and from there it was up to the high rent district, Burlingame moving with such celerity that most of the FAWNatics hadn't yet reached their feet by the time she'd raised the invisible detonator high overhead. One earth-shattering KA-BOOM later and she was airborne, Lily curling into a veritable buzzsaw so she could spin through nearly two full rotations before she THAWHAMMED down like a cannonball across Lucy's vulnerable back!
630 SENTON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4n8R8YMPgU
Damn near smashed through the deck by the power of the 630 Senton, Harker couldn't even find the strength to groan as Burlingame rolled her onto her back and-- Celia snatched the Crimson Comet at trunks and tresses, then bull-rushed her to the ropes and tossed her unceremoniously to the floor! Just like that the Temptress hurried back to the devastated Californian and hooked both legs in a Back Press that pointed Lucy's backside at the lights for a count of...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Veronica and Mina hit the cover from different angles with identical Double Axehandles to break it up with a whisper to spare! Momentarily forgetting their disdain for one another, the pair of blondes each grabbed hold of Celia's hair and hauled her upright just to uncork several heavy, clubbing Forearm Smashes across the back of the challenger's head and shoulders.
Their alliance of convenience was still going strong when Becky stomped up behind the Dangerous Dame and hooked a vicious right into her liver! “Why ya pickin' on her, 'Ronnie?” Clayton turned the wounded battler around and smooshed her features in a humiliating fish-face. “I thought your beef was with meOOOOWWWWWW BITCH!”
Quick to understand there was no longer any reason to play nice with this woman she'd never really much cared for in the first place, Treymane answered the disrespect with violence by sinking her teeth into the soft meat between her foe's thumb and index finger! In the next instant she lowered a shoulder, stuffed it into Becky's tummy and plowed forward to BWUNG her spine-first into the nearest corner!
Elsewhere, the abrupt removal of Treymane by Clayton barely registered on Mina Murray's radar because she was too busy stuffing Kneelifts into the Temptress' gut. She would've stayed right on it if Al Carpenter hadn't started in on his usual bitching and moaning.
“Back to your corner now, Mina! You know you're not legal!”
Murray nodded considerately, then THUMPED a shot between the Destroyer's thighs! Blassenville collapsed to her knees while Mina put both hands over her head and said, “All right, all right, I'm going! Why don't you go hassle those idiots now that you're done here?” Al didn't much like her language but it was a good idea, one he was about to carry out when Murray grabbed hold of Celia's hair and reeled her into a Front Facelock! Slinging Blassenville's left arm across the back of her neck, Mina muscled her upright, then took hold of the redhead's left wrist and twisted down underneath her to THWHAM Celia down on the back of her head and shoulders!
SNAP NECKBREAKER @ 00:56
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SdwHoIDszcw
T'was a gorgeous Snap Neckbreaker, alas Murray wasn't the legal member of her team so rather than bother with a useless cover she grabbed Lucy by the wrists and began to draaaaaaaaaaaag her back to the Scandalous corner.
Amidst all this chaos Lily Burlingame was sprawled on the outside trying to recover from the unscheduled fall she'd suffered in the aftermath of the 630. She'd just made it back to verticality when she was seized once again! No Temptress to blame this time around, now it was the Gatecrasher Daphne Dufresne who hooked on and rushed forward to hurl the heiress into the steel steps with an echoing BOOM!
“Been wanting to do that to you for a long time, brat.” Daphne patted Lily on the head before straightening up to better admire her handiwork. “Bouncing you off those steps is just a start though. What I really want to do is put my foot through your petulant face.” No response from Lily, though there was a roar from the crowd that Dufresne dismissed after a quick glance to the squared circle. Backing off a few steps, she quickly whipped around and raced down the-- Daphne skidded to a stop as she was confronted a Raven holding a steel chair.
LENORE LEMARCHAND:
“What the FUCK do you think you're doing--”
“You dropped this, bitch.” Lenore overhanded the hardware to Daphne, who caught it about six inches shy of smashing into her--BWANG! Lemarchand leapt into a gorgeous Spinning Heel Kick made considerably uglier when she kicked the chair into her rival's face! Dufresne went down like a puppet with cut strings, the brunette already so deep into Dreamland that she didn't hear the thunderous roar from the FAWNatics celebrating her exit from the field.
HARDCORE LENORE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1_9fxBR_48
Mina Murray however was not celebrating. Indeed, the good feelings raised by getting poor woozy Lucy all the way to the Scandalous corner vanished the instant she spied Lenore standing over the starfished frame of her friend. “MEDDLING BITCH!” she shrieked at Lemarchand. “LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE!”
The Fair & Radiant Maiden offered Mina a double bird she swiftly transformed into her Raven sigil. “You started it, sweetie. Should've thought about that before you fucked with me.” Already seething, Murray went downright nuclear when Lenore simply turned around and strode up the aisle like she thought she could ruin their plans (AGAIN) and live to see the sun come up! Mina wanted nothing more than to tear the winged rat limb from limb... but that would mean forfeiting the Tag Titles and--“Your time'll come, bitch.”
Murray dismissed the Raven, leaned over the top rope and slapped Harker's shoulder loud enough to draw Al's attention from the hellacious brawl between Clayton and Treymane. The ref signaled acknowledgment of the tag, not that Mina gave a shit about his views at the moment. She'd already leapt to the top rope and honed in on Celia Blassenville who was slowly clambering to verticality. The Temptress' angle meant she was looking at Becky and Veronica which was just fine with the Scandalous battler. Without so much as word she took to the skies like the mother of all blonde bombshells, Mina swooping out of the aether to THAWHUMP a huge Missile Dropkick between Blassenville's shoulders!
Celia landed flat on her face and chest but didn't really get to mull the new arrangement for more than a couple seconds before Murray grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her away from the fracas in the corner. “Don't you fucking miss this cover, Carpenter!” Mina shouted at Al as she rolled Blassenville onto her back. “Don't you fucking dare!”
Al did not miss the cover, nor did the Dangerous Dame even though she made no effort to interfere with it following her initial glance. The reason for this seeming lapse became quite clear when the official counted out...
ONE...
TWO...
THRE--“NNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHHH!”
Murray had forgotten all about Lily Burlingame and came to regret it when the Maroon Meteor SPIKED the point of one elbow into the pit of the blonde's tummy with every bit of her hundred and ten pounds behind it! Mina tumbled away from the pin like a punctured balloon only to find herself bundled into another cover, Burlingame folding the challenger in half with a Back Press that warmed blonde buns beneath the lights for a count of...
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Celia Blassenville was still on her back yet she possessed enough wherewithal to drive a kick into Burlingame's ribs at the last possible second. Holding one arm across her ribs as she fought to her feet, Lily glared daggers at the Mistress of Puppets but it was Celia who spoke first.
“A valiant effort as always, Ms. Burlingame. But even your eternal optimism can't overcome NNNGGHHHH!”
Lily charged, hopped up onto the redhead's posted right knee and THWHACKED her shin against Blassenville's skull like a baseball bat! The Shining Wizard returned Celia to the deck once more so Burlingame sat down on her chest and hooked one leg in a Half Matchbook good for...
SHINING WIZARD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihyrcaY4krA
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
The Temptress put her hands to Lily's backside and shoved her away much to the disappointment of the Star Gazers. Not too far away, 'Ronnie Treymane laid the latest in a long line of tire-iron Forearm Smashes across Becky Clayton's rapidly bruising chest. Turning to her partner after she'd raked some hair off her eyes, the Gorgeous Gangster winked at Lily and said, “Got that under control or could you use a hand?”
“I wouldn't mind a tag now that you mention it.”
Treymane nodded. “You got it. Lemme take out the trash and AAARRRHHHHH FAAAAAAHHHK!”
Behind her, the Camouflage Crusher pressed both hands to the sides of the other blonde's head and gouged her fingers into Veronica's eyes!
“HEY! Get her off the eyes, Al! C'mon, that's not right!”
Burlingame wanted nothing more than to help her partner, but Carpenter was already wading into the fray and she didn't want to cause any more confusion, not to mention that-- Blassenville groaned and rolled to one knee while Mina Murray sat in an empty corner catching her breath and watching everything with pale, hating eyes.
Unfortunately for Veronica Treymane, her eyes weren't seeing much of anything thanks to the raking talons of the BFG. Roaring in anger and pain, 'Ronnie grabbed the other blonde's wrists in both hands and pulled hard while simultaneously DRIVING her hips back into the pit of Clayton's stomach! The first Butt Bomb smashed Bex back against the buckles, the second loosened her grip considerably and the third would've demolished it entirely if she hadn't intercepted it with a vicious Kneelift to the tailbone! Treymane sobbed aloud, her legs almost giving out as she collapsed against the snarling challenger. Blatantly ignoring Carpenter's demands to get back to her corner, Clayton continued to claw for a few more seconds before she switched over to a hair-hold and turned the Dangerous Dame in a half circle.
“You want me out of the ring, Al?” she snapped to the zebra. “Fine. But I'm taking this bitch with me.”
The notion of two less bodies in the ring didn't bother Al in the slightest until Becky lowered a shoulders and threaded an arm through Treymane's legs. Just like that she straightened up and tumbled 'Ronnie over the top rope at an awkward angle, the back of the former World Champion's head striking the edge of the apron with an awful THWONK a heartbeat before she hit the floor! Cringing along with the rest of the FAWNatics, Al rushed to the outside to check on Treymane while a smirking Clayton slipped through the ropes and strode to her corner.
Right about the time 'Ronnie kicked off her valiant, doomed effort to escape Becky's mitts, Lily Burlingame hauled Celia to verticality and promptly lit into her with a quartet of sharp kicks divided equally between the redhead's outer thighs. Blassenville grimaced and staggered back a step, but didn't cede any more ground.
“You'll need to do better than that to survive the night little girOOOOWWWW!”
Lily hopped up and STAMPED on the Temptress' left foot as hard as she could! The unexpected attack had Celia hopping on one foot, meaning she was a perfect target for the Back Kick Burlingame THWHACKED into the pit of her foe's stomach! The strike doubled Blassenville over so Lily set her hands on the redhead's shoulders and leap frogged into a seat on Celia's upper back. In the next instant she hooked her legs under Blassenville's biceps and snapped forward to rip the Mistress of Puppets off her feet with a Yoshi ToNO! Celia cupped her hands over the lightweight's heels to freeze Burlingame in place while she was still glued to her foe's back. Clever as she was, Lily didn't get enough time to adjust, Blassenville simply yanked down on those captured legs while doubling over. This switch in momentum swung Burlingame back the way she'd came and allowed Celia to catch her around the upper thighs, the Temptress dropping to her knees to THAWHAM Lily down on the back of her head and shoulders!
MAD SCIENTIST BOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WswFOenbMo
The Mad Scientist Bomb folded Lily like a briefcase but the challenger never tried for a cover because Mina Murray lunged in with a Super Kick aimed at the redhead's temNO! Celia caught the blonde's ankle two-handed, then halved her grip and THUMPED a pitiless Uppercut into the Californian's crotch! Mina wailed and crumpled to her knees, a position she didn't occupy for very long before Blassenville hauled her somewhat upright with a handful of togs and tresses. “I do believe your presence in this experiment is no longer required.” Celia growled as she stomped toward the Scandalous corner. “So if you would be so kind...” The Crimson Cagliostro spotted Lucy and Daphne recovering out on the floor and added Murray to their number by hurling her over the top rope! The involuntary nature of Mina's Plancha didn't make it any less effective, indeed the svelte blonde obliterated her friends in a single stroke.
With one faction of white mice effectively neutralized, Blassenville stomped back to Lily, who was trying to fight her way off all fours. Celia assisted with a handful of hair, then took hold of Burlingame's left wrist and forced it between the brunette's thighs so she could seize it with her other hand. Once that was done she hooked her right arm under the heiress' right bicep, then dipped her knees and earned a concerned 'oooooohhhh' from the crowd when she whipped Burlingame up into a tummy-down perch atop her right shoulder. Just like that she strapped an arm across Lily's lower back and put one hand to the base of her neck to ensure there was no escape when the Psyche Killer dropped to a seat and SPIKED Burlingame's skull with ring-rattling force!
HEAD GAME:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQmuQut9lu4
Starfished by Blassenville's vile Head Game, Lily offered no resistance when the challenger grabbed a double handful of shoulderstraps and hauled her upright.
“Your attention please, Mr. Carpenter!” Celia shouted to the official as she dragged the semiconscious Meteor over to Bex and tagged the One Woman Army into the match. Clearing out to the center of the ring as soon as the tag was made, the Temptress reeled Lily into a Standing Headscissors, then wrapped both arms around the brunette's waist and hoisted her up onto the point of her right shoulder. Shifting from the Waistlock to identical handholds on Burlingame's biceps, Celia boosted the Crucifix a little bit higher as Clayton hopped over the ropes. An exchange of nods meant Blassenville flipped Lily forward and down while Bex rushed forward, the Peacekeeper catching hold of Burlingame's noggin in a Three Quarters Facelock that transformed the Dominator into an Ace Crusher that PLANTED Lily on her face, chest and belly!
MK ULTRA @ 3:05
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQ55b1nOcBI
Celia rolled to one knee to stand guard whereas Clayton shoveled the lightweight onto her back and hooked the far leg just as Al Carpenter slid under the bottom rope to count...
ONE...
TWO...
A glassy-eyed Veronica Treymane dove under the bottom rope to break up the pin only to have Blassenville stop her at the goal line!
THREE!
Overwhelming jeers from the crowd, almost deafening in fact, just not enough to overcome the CLANG of the bell or the confirmation from the Announcer. “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners via pin-fall and the NEEEEEEEEEEEW FAWN Tag Team Champions... CELIA BLASSENVILLE AND BECKY CLAYTON!”
Celia delivered a few forget me not Forearm Smashes across Treymane's shoulders before she got up and joined her partner, who'd bounded to boot-leather the instant the bell rang. “YOU SEE THIS?” Clayton slapped the faceplate of her new prize with one hand as she held it aloft for the braying throng. “FIRST THE MADHOUSE, NOW THE TAG TITLES! LOOK AT HOW EASY THIS IS WHEN I STOP GIVING A FUCK WHAT YOU THINK?”
Blassenville accepted her half of the treasure far more quietly, though there was still a noticeable smile on the redhead's face as she strapped the ten pounds of leather and gold around her waist.
Already scouring herself with a thousand curses for failing to break up the cover, Veronica pushed to all fours and trudged her way over to check on Lily, who was still curled up on one side in the wake of that devastating double team. “Hey Lil, can you hear me? Wake up, girl. Let me know you're--”
“Pathetic.”
Treymane looked up and glared daggers into the sneering countenance of Becky Clayton.
“How did you ever manage to win these titles? Let alone hold onto them?”
“We did it without selling our souls you fucking cowar--”
Clayton stepped forward and would've dashed Treymane upside the head with her belt if Blassenville hadn't grabbed her wrist.
“That's enough learning for one evening, Rebecca.” the Temptress murmured. “Our goal is achieved and Veronica and Lily are at least starting to comprehend their places in this grand experiment of ours. Let Treymane mourn her failure. Let Burlingame nurse her injuries. Should they heal and decide they require further education... we won't be hard to find.”
The now former Tag Champ got to her feet, strictly to stand guard over Lily rather than press another attack. After a long look between Becky and Celia, she settled on the blonde. “I'm going to kick the shit out of you, Clayton. I don't know if there'll be gold on the line when I do, but I know you're going to wind up face down in the dirt when it's over.”
The Peacekeeper surged close enough to grind her forehead against 'Ronnie's, but by some miracle it didn't escalate beyond that. “You're going to put some respect on my name you self-righteous bitch.” she promised. “Even if you have to do it with a mouth full of broken teeth.”
Another few heartbeats of tense silence, then Clayton twisted away and stalked out of the ring with her new gold held high.
“You're taking this far too personally, Rox-excuse me, Veronica.” Celia said quietly. “Rebecca is too, if I'm being honest. Something to work on in our next session. My schedule is quite full these days, but I could work you in, if you'd like.”
“Don't think you're off the hook for a second, you psychopath. You're next on my list after I've dismantled your latest lab rat.”
Celia smiled widely, then leaned in close enough to whisper in Treymane's ear. “Who says she's the latest?”
The Crimson Cagliostro didn't wait for a response, she merely turned around and strolled out of the squared circle while a concerned Veronica hovered over Lily as the EMT's finally arrived.