Post by hawkeye on Jan 9, 2023 0:59:03 GMT
The FAWNatics were still still abuzz in the afterglow of the last festive fracas when without warning, the sound system kicked into the ominously catchy intro of I Don’t Know How But They Found Me’s ‘Choke’.
CHOKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvJjmWTg7Qo
Stop, drop
And drag me into place
And lock the fire escapes
I'll break your pretty face
Yeah, Yeah
Oh, you clever little things
The sycophantic teens
What a precious basket case
Yeah, Yeah
Surprise and concern all around as the Announcer stepped into position. She'd told everyone she'd see 'em soon, but they didn't actually believe it until – “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Peaksville Ohio, she stands at five feet five inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds. She is inscrutable, indecipherable and downright impossible! Please welcome back... VIOLYT GOODHEART!”
VIOLYT GOODHEART:
This proclamation was greeted with panic from the lighting system and increased unease from the Season's Beatings carolers, the former achieving full strobe status and the latter not quite sure how to greet the giggling lunatic who'd seemingly vanished back into the aether after putting the Pleasant Valley Princess through a physical and emotional torture test of baffling scope and murky intent. Coherency was dealt yet another blow by the pair of cannons arranged on either side of the stage, both of which fired off massive clouds of red, green and silver glitter at the start of the chorus! From the center of this multicolored maelstrom emerged a surprisingly dainty figure wearing a pair of light-up reindeer antlers. Smiling cheerily as ever, Goodheart paused amidst the swirling glitter to look out upon the sea of faces. “Did you forget about me, friendo's?” she asked quietly. “Because I sure didn't forget about you.”
No cogent answer came from the masses so the Pink Stranger took her return to the people by skipping down the far side of the aisle to clap hands or occasionally pie-face any fan brave or foolish enough to strain in her direction. Upon reaching the foot of the ramp she crossed to the other side and repeated the process all the way back to the top. With everyone thoroughly puzzled as to her motives (which was exactly how she liked it), the woman who called herself Violyt Goodheart turned her attention to the squared circle and started down for the second time in as many minutes.
For tonight's return to the site of previous crimes, the blonde wore bubble-gum pink trunks with a V-shaped white trim 'belt' and much thinner white trim around the leg holes. Above this was a matching halter-style top with white trim along the neckline and edges. Her pads at knee and elbow were a matching pink, boots were gleaming white while her wrist tape was rainbow patterned. Atop all this she wore a classic white nylon windbreaker with pink trim at the collar and cuffs. It was the back of this windbreaker that offered concrete evidence that all was not as it seemed when it came to the Princess of Peaksville. Sure, the Lisa Frank style portrait of a unicorn flying over a rainbow was perfectly on brand, however the message below advised the reader to ’Eat Sh!t and Die!’ in a disconcertingly cartoonish script.
Quick to ascend the steps once the journey was finished, Violyt darted through the ropes and quickly peeled off her jacket before tossing it to the understandably wary Craig Long. “Craig!” she called out in obvious delight. “Did you enjoy the Advent Calendar I sent?” The referee looked puzzled, the startled as realization dawned. “Wait, are you the weirdo that sent me all those mayonnaise jars filled with salt and barbed wire?” “And candy!” Goodheart amended. “You had to dig real deep to get it!” Knowing full well there was only one answer that wouldn't make things even weirder, the zebra just nodded and said, “I did. Thank you Violyt.” “You're more than welcome, Craig.”
Long was doing his best to check the blonde's pads and boots when ethereal chimes brought the FAWNatics’ to the edge of their seats, the following strings transporting everyone in the arena to a faraway place and time.
GISELLE'S THEME:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEBNIzOIbVs
They rose to their feet as one, providing a standing ovation to welcome the charming sovereign of a storybook realm.
PRINCESS GISELLE:
The Disney-adjacent royalty seemed to float to center stage, the crowd gazing in wonderment at a woman plucked from the pages of a fairy tale. The dark-haired beauty wore what could only be described as FAWNticized Sleeping Beauty gear.
(( www.amiclubwear.com/costume-storybook-jj1-4615sultrysnow.html ) with red boots instead of pumps.)
She strode to the ring bouncing between each side of the aisle, making certain to touch each fan wanting to be a part of her enchanted presence, the brunette's beaming smile melting the hearts of all those around her.
Reaching the ring, she took a lap, spreading the love to all wishing to enter FAWN’s fabulous fable.
Giselle scampered up the steps and slid into the ring, her doe eyes trained on Violyt, who looked quite delighted by the pagentry. Smiling, the Princess curtsied to her opponent.
Silver baton in hand, the Theme Park Monarch waved it with a flourish toward Goodheart and, at the end of the dramatic sweep, she blasted glitter and metallic silver confetti into the delighted masses over Violyt’s shoulder, though the Enigma got a fair share scattered atop her, raising her glitter quotient.
“May we have a pleasant, sporty jousting worthy of our abilities,” Giselle added sincerely.
The radiant Princess pointed her expended wand toward the tip of Violyt’s nose. Craig Long intervened, in case Giselle’s good-hearted mischiefs set off the ticking time bomb.
A 'PRIN-CESS!' chant emerged amidst the appetizing antics as does the Announcer’s follow-up pronouncement.
“And introducing her opponent. Hailing from the Magic Kingdom, she stands five feet five inches tall and weighs in tonight at one-hundred and fifteen pounds. She is the Belle of the Brawl... PRINCESS GISELLE!”
The otherworldly beauty waved to the sellout throng, casting her beatific glow to an appreciative crowd. She moved to her corner, handing over her wand to an attendant for she would need no magic to beat the gremlin before her.
Giselle returned her attention to the next chapter in her yarn, stretching her limbs before the claxon call of battle.
The bell sounded and both women emerged from their respective corners albeit with Violyt indulging in the carefree skipping one would've expected from the brunette. As for Giselle, she didn't look unhappy by any means, though there was certainly an air of watchfulness, possibly even concern on her pretty face.
Goodheart must've seen this because she ground to a stop and offered her adversary a deep, theatrical bow. “Oh my stars, if it isn't Princess Giselle!” the blonde exclaimed in a tone of genuine delight. “Imagine meeting you here deep in the heart of the Four Sided Forest! And dressed for Trial by Combat, no less!”
Very much aware that she was being asked to play a game where the rules were not yet clear, Giselle offered the charming oddball a little curtsy and replied, “Yes indeed, fair lady. There's been much talk within the kingdom of your return, as well as your desire to meet me here... in the Four Sided Forest. And while I never turn down an opportunity for adventure, I do wonder what's brought you back to these lands at this particular time. Last we'd heard, you'd set off for strange horizons after your... entanglement... with Lady Kylie.”
The corners of Violyt's mouth turned up, her green eyes sparkling as she absorbed Giselle's response. “Good Sir Thomas knows that not even his considerable coffers can keep me tied to one place for very long.” the Glittering Enigma explained as she raised her hands and began to circle. “After showing Kylie her way back to the light I decided to settle some debts incurred over those, what did you call them? Ah yes, strange horizons. Some very interesting things happened while I was gone. A hostile takeover ended by Kitty Two-Belts, Kylie found, then lost, a Tag Team partner who wasn't yours truly, that kinda hurt my feelings, not going to lie, and of course--”
“Why me, Violyt?” Princess Giselle had settled into a matching crouch that allowed her to match Goodheart's pace even as the blonde drew closer and closer. Their fingertips were almost touching when the brunette asked her question. It stopped Violyt in her tracks but she made no effort to step off.
“Oh, I think you know, Princess. You know, but something tells me you're too afraid to say it out loud. At least for now. That'll change soon eno--”
“I have no idea what you're talking abNNNGGGHH!”
Goodheart could've interrupted Giselle's rebuttal with a European Uppercut, a Knife-Edge Chop or any number of other options, so it spoke volumes when she flicked out a hand to CRACK the Belle of the Brawl across the mouth with a simple slap.
“That's a lie.” Goodheart's tone was flat, cold. “And if it's not a lie, it's a display of ignorance so profound you're lucky I only slapped NNNNNGGHHH!”
Giselle SLAPPED her right back, then looped an arm around the blonde's noggin and pulled her down into a Side Headlock that grrrrrooooooouuuuund Vi's left temple against the point of her right hip! “How dare you slither back into my realm and accuse me of such duplicity!” the brunette grumbled as she poured on the pressure. “Your motives are a mystery to me and thus I request polite clarificatOW!”
Goodheart STAMPED down on her opponent's boot, the blonde making a point to twist her heel atop those vulnerable toes before she pressed a hand to the small of Giselle's back and sent her into the ropes with a strong shove. The sting in her foot went away after a few steps so the Princess was moving along at a good clip when she came back and-- Violyt dropped flat on her belly so Giselle skipped over and continued on her way for a second pass. The brunette was moving even faster now, yet speed didn't seem to be a barrier for the blonde who took to the skies for a gorgeous leap frog that let Giselle pass unaccosted. Goodheart landed without incident only to immediately drop to her back and kick both legs back over her head, a sort of no look Monkey Flip that'd send the Princess hurtling through the NO!
Giselle saw it coming and took to the skies in a headlong dive that sent her over the other wrestler's trap and into a nimble little tumble that brought her up near the edge of the ropes. The FAWNatics cheered, Violyt offered a polite little golf clap and Giselle replied with a curtsy that transformed into a full on crouch when Goodheart rushed forward and tried to take her head off with a Clothesline!
Hurrying to the center of the ring to ensure she'd have more room when the blonde came rushing back, Princess Giselle turned around just in time to bust out a leap frog of her ow--“NNNNNGGHHHHH!” Violyt passed under without incident, but rather than continue to the ropes she whipped around on the spot and dropped to one knee to THUMP Giselle's tailbone with a sort of free-fall Atomic Drop!
The brunette yelped and her hands flew to her throbbing buns so Vi crooked her hands into claws and raked them down her opponent's back! Now Giselle didn't know what to do with her hands so Goodheart helped her out by snatching the brunette's left wrist in her right hand and vice versa. In the next instant she drew Giselle's arms snug against her own throat and started to pull the Straitjacket Choke even tighter!
STRAITJACKET CHOKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OWSmBXmjFJw
“And suddenly the beautiful day falls into gloom as the daring Princess finds herself unable to breathe!” Goodheart provided her own dramatic take on Giselle's condition even as she yanked and jostled on the simple hold. “Whatever the source of this dark magic, it caused her own body to betray her! Oh how she wishes she could call to the Huntsman to come to her resWHOAAHRRGH!”
Giselle hit full reverse, the struggling battler backpedaling as fast as she could until they BWUNGED up against one corner of the four-sided wood. Quick to hook a foot over the bottom rope, the Princess rasped, “I will provide own rescue, thank you very--”
Violyt kicked her foot away and stormed away from the buckles while continuing to throttle the brunette with her captured arms! Slowing once they were well beyond the sanctuary offered at the borders, Goodheart raised a knee and braced it against Giselle's back so she could put even more strain on the submission. “I wouldn't dare call you a damsel in distress, I've far too much respect for you to use such foul language.” Vi murmured in Giselle's ear before aggressively gouging the point of her chin into the brunette's forehead. “Still, I'm glad you're aware of the danger in which you find yourself. So many of our favorites refuse to acknowledge something is wrong untilNGH!”
Giselle drove her head back into Goodheart's mouth and promptly dropped to a seat to compound that hurt with an improvised Jawbreaker! The thrum she felt in the back of her own skull told her she'd got all of the move, yet the Glittering Enigma didn't abandon her control on the brunette's wrists. Quick to use this tenacity to her own advantage, the Belle of the Brawl tightened her own grip on Goodheart and leaned back just to tug forward with all her might! Violyt yelped, tumbled over the seated Princess and landed flat on her butt! This rearrangement finally broke the Choke, not that the blonde had a lot of time to process this information before Giselle snaked her legs around her opponent's waist and rolled over onto her stomach! Doing so stacked Goodheart up on the back of her head and shoulders meaning it was a matter of heartbeats before Craig Long swooped down beside the action and counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
Violyt popped her hips and rolled free of the predicament, her escape coming simultaneous with 'TWO!' The ladies regained their feet in an instant though there was no rush to reengage as Violyt checked her chin and adjusted her trunks while Giselle touched a hand to her sore throat.
“The Four Sided Forest belongs to one and all, Violyt.” the brunette said following a moment's silence. “It is an important part of the kingdom and I won't allow anyone to impose their will upon it unchecked.”
Goodheart showed her a smile like charring paper. “Oh, I wouldn't DARE interfere with this glorious ecosystem. It's you I intend to impose my will upon, sweet princess. I assure you our tale is just beginning, yet if you're of the accursed TLDR set, here's a glimpse of the last page. Our dear Belle of the Brawl, battered and torn like never before, forced to bend the knee in a show of utter submission before the Lady of Smiles and Darkness.”
A frown creased Giselle's features. It looked out of place there, but the steely expression that replaced it looked far more at home. “You speak in lies, sorceress. I'll never allow this kingdom to fall into your wicked hands.”
“I already own the Four Sided Forest, your highness.” Violyt tittered. “Tonight I'm simply staking my claim.”
Goodheart raised her hands and settled into another grappler's crouch, Giselle however did not follow suit. Instead she stepped forward and raised her right hand high overhead. “If you're so certain of this claim, you'll have no trouble of proving it to me.”
Violyt's grin grew larger, shifting from predatory to downright Cheshire as she closed on the stalwart brunette. With no hesitation she touched her left palm to Giselle's right and locked their fingers tight. “You should know my claims are often written in blood, princess.” she murmured. “Very little of it mi--”
“The time for parley is over, sorceress.” Giselle interrupted brusquely. “You have invoked combat and I have agreed. So either silence your tongue or leave my la--”
Violyt completed the Test of Strength and immediately surged forward, slamming her chest into Giselle's! The Princess grimaced, caught her balance and pushed right back, brunette and blonde falling into tense silence as the other denizens of the Four Sided Forest looked for any hint of how this story might play out.
A shortcut to the end of this particular chapter was nigh as Goodheart halved her stance and thrust a Kneelift to the privates of the Princess.
Dark eyes bulging, jaw slack, Giselle groaned in abject anguish from the vile magic of the foul sorceress. Risen to tiptoes from the invasion, the Princess couldn't find a way to extricate her fingers from Violyt’s. Instead, her welling eyes remained focused on the cheery baby blue-greens of the Glittering Enigma.
“Do not take offense m’lady,” the blonde implored. “Tis only an opportunity to understand how dark the Four Sided Forest can be at its most foreboding.”
Pulling her boot from between Giselle’s trembling stems, Violyt placed the sole against the cleft of the Theme Park Monarch’s bosom. Goodheart dropped to her back, sending a shock wave through the chest of the Princess. She somersaulted backward, Violyt taking Giselle for a ride, ending astride the Magic Kingdom royalty. With Giselle on her back, one set of fingers still laced with Violyt’s, Goodheart curled her opposite set into a fist and unloaded on Giselle’s jawline with a series of strikes.
The head of the Princess was on a swivel from each thumping connection, the brunette’s eyes glazing after the fifth hit home. Finally, the Enigma released her adversary’s hand and the brunette’s arm dropped limp to the canvas. Giselle blinked some semblance of awareness into her peepers, weakly trying to push her foe off, but Violyt caught both wrists, wrapping palms around and using the control to tug the Belle of the Brawl up with her.
Giselle proved no Sleeping Beauty, breaking loose of the blonde and NAILING Goodheart with a set of three Forearm Smashes to Violyt’s chin! With the Enigma rocked, the Disney-adjacent Princess grabbed a wrist and sent Goodheart racing with an Irish Whip. The toss had enough power, Violyt turned into a ferocious, back-first collision with the buckles.
Giselle charged after, but Goodheart brought her legs up, pounding both boot soles into the brunette's chest. The Princess was sent reeling in a forceful 180-degree spin, staggering to center stage before she collected herself and made a U-turn of her own accord.
Giselle staggered toward Violyt as the Enigma hopped to the middle ropes then launched at the approaching wrestling royalty, Goodheart’s shins thumping against Giselle’s shoulders. The former indy darling rode her foe to the deck with a Meteora drawing ‘oooohs’ from the FAWNatics that burst into a groan when the back of Giselle’s skull THUMPED against the thinly-sheathed wood beneath.
METEORA @ 00:15
www.youtube.com/watch?v=a67UHQdVrpU
Her shins lying across the ivory-skinned biceps of the Princess, Violyt reached back and hooked a leg for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Giselle kicked loose enough to throw a shoulder off the canvas and slopped to her side.
The folded legs of the blonde still bracketed the head of the Princess and Goodheart turned her index fingers into fishhooks, curling the digits into the sides of the brunette’s mouth, forcing a pained smile from the Theme Park Monarch.
“You know,” Violyt grunted, “you really look like you’re from the Happiest Place on Earth. And here I am to take you on the E-ticket ride!”
Goodheart pulled her curled fingers free and instead inserted those unpleasant hooks into Giselle’s nostrils. Violyt hauled the Magic Kingdom Majesty to her feet by the unorthodox ‘grip’ on the mewling Princess before burying a Toe Kick into Giselle’s tummy, doubling her adversary at the waist.
Slipping next to the reeling Princess, Violyt scooped her foe’s near leg off the mat, laying the limb across the back of her neck. Crouched, Goodheart explodes, vaulting Giselle into the air, flipping the Princess into a Backdrop Facebuster that left Giselle a wreck next to the seated and satisfied Enigma.
BACKDROP FLIP FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oISJxTpGWIA
Violyt passed on a pin, choosing instead to rise and bow to the mat-bound monarch.
“Have you lost your way, dear Princess? Is the forest suddenly so foreboding? Allow me to guide you to the edge.”
Grabbing a wrist, Goodheart ‘helped’ the Disney-adjacent royal to unsteady verticality. She pointed the Princess at the far buckles and sent Giselle off with enough power that the turning brunette literally flies into the scant padding! Rocked to her core, Giselle’s alabaster stems gave way. She plopped to her derriere, legs extended, lolling head leaning against the bottom buckle, the Princess in a stupor.
“I must say, I expected more from you than Lady Kylie,” Violyt said with a touch of reproach.
A dominant Goodheart strode confidently to the dazed Giselle, collecting her foe’s legs at the ankles and lifting.
As the blonde did, the Princess grasped the middle ropes, one hand on either side of the corner. Violyt tugged Giselle off the canvas, the member of Greater Good throwing her arms up with the momentum, wrapping them around the back of Goodheart’s neck. And when gravity forced Giselle’s back to slap against the canvas, the Princess sent the former indy darling flying with a Codebreaker from out of nowhere.
CODEBREAKER @ 00:57
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-iCAy7QfSNg
The blasted Enigma back somersaulted after her painful landing, ending face-down and motionless, the Princess doing her best to ignore aches and pains and reclaim her canvas-covered Magic Kingdom.
Shaking cobwebs free, dark eyes clearing, Giselle pushed to her feet and strode to a rousing Goodheart. Slowly, the blonde pushed to hands and knees only to have the Princess mount her in a forward-facing, standing straddle of the back of Violyt’s braincase.
Securing a loose Scissors, Giselle bowed sweetly then dropped to her knees far less so to SLAM The Glittering Enigma’s face into the canvas-covered plywood. The crowd couldn't help but groan in sympathy from the force of the Kneeling Facebuster.
KNEELING FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-Ox6jqRXig
The Princess spun out of her kneeling position, ending on her backside, twisting the dazed Goodheart into a tight double-legged cradle pin Giselle held for the…
ONE…
TWO…
A burst of adrenaline ran through the bendy-backed blonde, the terrifying genius/lunatic kicking out and saving herself from the Belle of the Brawl’s happy ending.
Shoving the brunette away, the wobbling Goodheart reaches one knee. Giselle, feeling her strength return, kipped to her feet to a roar from the crowd! Snatching a wrist and shoulder of her foe, the Princess hauled Violyt to her feet and heaved her adversary toward the ropes, at least until the former indy darling planted and reversed from shorter range.
Giselle hit the cables chest-first and back somersaulted out of the strands to a waiting Goodheart. Violyt captured a returning Giselle around the waist, lifting her off the canvas and planning for a particularly nasty landing. But before the Enigma could convert, the Princess regained control at the top of Violyt’s lift. Wrapping an arm around the blonde’s head, she BULLDOGGED Goodheart to the deck, wheelbarrow-style.
WHEELBARROW BULLDOG @ 2:58
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoVOJtppBc
The harsh impact sent Violyt flopping to her back. The Princess scrambled to the vanquished sorceress, dropping across in a Lateral Press and hooking a leg for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Goodheart shot an arm into the air and waggled an index finger 'no, no, no!' to tell all the denizens of the Four Sided Forest that the danger had not yet passed. Beside her, Giselle let her hands rest on her knees while she caught her breath and looked to Craig Long. “Only two?” she asked.
“Only two.” the ref confirmed. “ Keep at it, Giselle.”
The Princess did just that, PG knee-walking down to Violyt's feet where she palmed the blonde's knees in her hands and lifted her legs off the mat. She continued to press forward, folding Goodheart into a 'L' shape that could've turned into a pinning predicament if Giselle hadn't climbed to verticality hauled her foe upright so Violyt was scrabbling on her elbows until the brunette took a few steps forward and dropped into a deep crouch that put a whole lotta straaaaaaaaaaiiiiiin on the small of Goodheart's lower back.
SEBASTIAN CRAB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PLFbqsX9w0
Features breaking out in a hard working smile as she really settled into the Sebastian Crab, Giselle bounced and jounced in place for several seconds before she said, “Your darkness has no place here in the Four Sided Forest, sorceress! Cede now and I'll let you leave with a promise never to return!”
Violyt shook her head 'no' to keep the zebra away but when she spoke it was directly to Giselle. “Your crustacean techniques are stronger than I'd expect from someone as delicate as yourself, but it's not nearly enough to drive me from my new home!”
Giselle's smile turned into a pursed frown, the brunette clearly not liking Goodheart's use of the 'D word'. “Do not mistake my kindness for weakness, sorceress.” the Theme Park Monarch warned as she continued to bend Violyt into an unpleasant 'C' shape. “ You've shown yourself a threat to the Four Sided Forest and I won't allow you to continue uncheckHEY!”
Vi shifted from her elbows to her palms, pushed up several inches higher, then tucked her chin against her chest and swung back through the Princess' planted legs to alleviate the pressure of the Cr-- PG shoved the blonde's legs up over her head into a Matchbook, then scooted forward and dropped into a seat on those upturned haunches to keep her glued to the forest floor for...
ONE...
TWO...
Goodheart kicked out again, her escape sending Giselle into a rather awkward landing on one knee. The Glittering Enigma rolled over onto her stomach and rose to all fours but made it no farther before Giselle hurried in from the side and hooked her right leg around the blonde's left thigh. In the next instant she seized hold of Goodheart's right wrist and yanked her arm out full length while deftly hooking her left leg over the penitent evildoer's head. Just like that she rolled through to wind up on her back while Violyt finished on her back with her torso strrrrrrrreeeeeeetched over the plank of the Princess' thigh and her neck wrenched beneath the yoke of Giselle's calf. Caught deep in the tentacles of the Nautilus, Violyt thrashed and groaned, her free right leg stretching out full length as she searched for freedom in the strands.
THE NAUTILUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=05lLUZeJslM
“Surrender!” Giselle demanded as she pushed down with her legs and cranked back on the captured arm. “There's nowhere for you to go, sorceress! Yield this duplicitous claim to my kingdom before you're devoured!”
“NO!” Goodheart shouted to her attacker and the official. “Yuuuuhhhh... your threats ring hollow, Princess! You're far too kindhearted to do what's needed to save the Four Sided ForRRRRGGGHHH!”
Giselle shifted her left leg to remove her calf from Vi's head only to set the sole of her boot against the blonde's cheek so she could grind away! “Again, you denigrate my kindness!” the Princess huffed as she let the blonde wriggle in her clutches. “You will learn the foolishness of this error if you learn nothing else within the borders of my reaRGH! RGH! RGH!”
Violyt wriggled her left arm out from under her own squirming weight so she could fashion it into a 'V' and jab her elbow into the brunette's thigh over and over again!
Giselle grimaced, flattened her right hand into a paddle and repaid the blonde's rebellion by SLAPPING her tummy no less than half a dozen times!
“What do you say, Vi?” Craig was close to the action, though he made sure to keep out of the way as they inched closer to the strands. “Need me to call for the bell?”
“Never!” she grunted. “When those bells next sound it will be to mourn the passing of this flimsy royHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRHHHH!”
PG doubled down on the Wristlock (abandoning the belly slaps to do so) and WRENCHED back on blonde's captured arm! She was about to demand surrender once more when Goodheart giggled, “Get your pampered hands off me, Princess!” Frowning, Giselle sat up and grumbled when she realized Violyt had hooked an ankle over the bottom rope. And so the mercurial sorceress was free by the rules of the Four Sided Forest, even if it troubled the Princess' spirit to grant such a boon to one so troublesome.
Dragging herself under the bottom rope the instant Giselle released her grips, Goodheart clambered to one knee and took several deep breaths while she worked out the kinks. As for the Belle of the Brawl, she rose to her feet and moved to the center of clearing so she could keep an eye on the interloper. “You find yourself at the edge of the forest, sorceress.” the brunette called over the rumble of the crowd. “It would be best for the kingdom if you simply returned to the darkness from whence you came.”
“That may be so, princess.” Goodheart agreed without making an effort to move. “But I've long since lost respect for those who wield words when they could wield blades instead.”
PG rolled her shoulders and curled her hands into fists as she tried to hold her temper in check. “Have our last skirmishes not proved enlightening enough? You may be skilled, but you are no match for me in a contest of technical prow--”
“Oh, I'm MORE than a match for you.” Now Vi did stand, though rather than venture through the treeline she set her elbows on the top rope instead. “Your technique may be strong but your spirit... your will... is weak. Because you've never TRULY defended this kingdom from those that meant it harm. In times of crisis you've always turned to your friends, the Lady of Stars & Stripes and Artemis, the Crimson Hunter. IT is THEY who protect this kingdom. THEY who serve the Greater good. THEY who deserve to call themselves protectors of the Four Sided Forest and the realms beyond. You? You're nothing but fluttering eyelashes and pretty words. For all your training, for all your skill, when it comes to protecting everything you hold dear from someone like me? You're no Princess, Giselle. You're no more than a damsel in distre--”
“LIAR!”
Giselle charged to the edge and lashed out with a Haymaker only to find herself greeted with a cruel surprise when Violyt grabbed hold of the middle strand in both hands and THUMPED a Shoulderblock into her belly! An unpleasant blow to be sure, though one that only doubled the Princess over instead of sending her to one knee. Even so, Giselle expected to feel the blonde's hands in her hair at any second and when she didn't she glanced up and TWAAANG! Seizing the top rope as quickly as she'd claimed the one below it, Goodheart pulled the rubber-coated ward back as far as she could only to let it go the instant Giselle looked in her direction. It struck her across the eyes and sent the brunette stumbling backward with both hands rubbing at her stinging face.
Delighted to reenter the Four Sided Forest once its primary defender was otherwise occupied, Violyt took claim of the still thrumming top rope and used it to slingshot herself onto the field of contention AND hook both hands over the brunette's chin to THWHAM her down on the back of her head and shoulders with a gorgeous Neckbreaker!
SLINGSHOT NECKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NyIu2As9cPo
Giselle bounced to a seat on impact and would've certainly slopped back to the forest floor if Goodheart hadn't buried both hands in the Theme Park Monarch's hair and hauled her upright. Vi released her hooks once the Princess was properly vertical, but Giselle's reprieve proved short-lived indeed as the Princess of Peaksville raised her right foot and promptly STAMPED down on her rival's toes! Giselle yelped and spun away, giving her back to Goodheart without really thinking about it, a decision that proved most costly when Violyt hopped forward and THWHACKED a perfect Super Kick offa the back of her skull!
The Belle of the Brawl pitched forward and landed on her knees in the nearest corner with both arms draped over the middle rope and one cheek resting awkwardly against the rough canvas of the turnbuckle. Behind her, Goodheart pulled her kneepads down to her shins, then exploded forward and took to the skies in a short hop that THWHUMPED those bare joints into Giselle's noggin before BWUNGING her forehead against the turnbuckle!
SMILEY FACEBREAKER @ 2:37
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuRSEDLKtEc
The Princess bounced away from the concussive collision to end up flat on her back, where she would've stayed for a little while longer if Goodheart hadn't grabbed hold of her wrists and dragged her out to the clearing in the center of the forest. With those same grips she tugged Giselle to a seat, then dropped into position behind her and threaded her right leg across the back of PG's neck in a sort of half Lotus Lock. Rather than complete the hold she hooked her left foot under the inside of Giselle's left thigh to keep that leg busy while she craaaaaaaaaaaanked back on those trapped arms!
SINGLE LEG LOTUS LOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fse1_RvHHRA
“NNNNNNNNNGGGHHHHHH!” The strain stretched Giselle out at an awkward angle, the brunette effectively glued to the floor on her right side while a grinning Violyt began to 'CLAP' her commandeered hands together over and over again.
“Are these spindly arms actually stretching?” Goodheart asked with ghoulish relish. “Or is it just your imagination, hmmmmmhh? And consider this dismaying observation: the Four Sided Forest contains no friends, no allies, not even a guidepost... which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out!” She tightened the hold even more and pulled on Giselle's wrists while scraping her boot against the brunette's cheek as payback for the rough treatment she'd endured within the Nautilus. “Of course, there's always MY way...”
“I’d rather take the Queen’s Highway,” Giselle interrupts with a grunt.
Her boot soles pressed against the canvas, the trapped brunette scooting up Violyt’s frame beneath and rolling Goodheart onto her shoulders.
Long drops to his knees for the count…
ONE…
TWO…
The former indy darling released her grip to roll a shoulder off the canvas and scramble to her feet, taking a quick glimpse at Craig to make sure. Seeing two fingers raised, she returned her attention to the Princess.
“You’re a sneaky little gnome, aren’t you?”
With her foe having pushed to a seated position, Violyt latched onto the flowing dark locks of the Disney-adjacent royal, RIPPING the wincing Giselle to her feet. Goodheart tosses an arm of the Theme Park Monarch over her neck and drew PG’s head into a tight Front Facelock.
“I don’t have a spinning wheel handy. This’ll have to put you to sleep instead.”
Free hand pressing against her foe’s thigh, Violyt showed her sorceress strength, ‘hupping’ the Princess into the air and stalling her out, crown of Giselle’s skull pointed to the canvas. And nearly straight down Giselle was sent, THUMPING against the deck in brutal fashion with a Brainbuster that left the brunette splayed in a spread-eagle.
BRAINBUSTER @ 00:09
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Epslazt3Qko
Goodheart slid to a kneeling position beside her victim, gazing deep into the half-lidded eyes of the motionless royalty.
“This loss will be only your first step into the Mirkwood.”
Violyt draped herself across the barely conscious beauty, hooking a leg of the Princess for good measure. Long dove into place beside victor and vanquished, ready to proclaim the sorceress as the new majesty of the realm with his…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
PG pushed a shoulder off the canvas and rolled to her side, leaving the Glittering Enigma to sigh deeply and send a punishing knee into the base of the Belle’s spinal column.
Giselle arched in anguish, her stressed nervous system waking her from the previous stupor. Still, she could offer little in the way of resistance when Goodheart sat next to her, slipped her arms around the bosom of the slender brunette and drew the pouting Princess into her lap.
Deftly, the bendy-back blonde’s arms slithered around those of the Theme Park Monarch and Violyt secured a Full Nelson on her slack adversary. Goodheart rattled Giselle’s braincase from side to side before leaning to her back, lifting the Princess off the deck while doing so.
The Engima thrust her pelvis up, out and down and SPIKED PG’s tailbone into the thinly-sheathed plywood, Giselle yelping back to life from the shock-wave traveling up her spine. Not yet satisfied, Goodheart PLANTED the Princess on her throne with one, then two more Keester Bounces, each drawing a cry of distress from the Theme Park Monarch.
Painful pounding applied, Violyt released her Nelson and slid up the ivory-skinned frame of the Belle of the Brawl, cinching her sinewy stems around the skull of Giselle, securing a Figure Four Headscissors around the noble noggin and squeezing.
As Goodheart’s thighs flexed, the face of the Princess turned rosy. Giselle tried to pry her way free, but it’s a futile effort only seeming to provide the Glittering Enigma with an awful idea.
Fashioning her right hand into a claw, the blonde continued her fascination with the royal beak, inserting an overhand grip of her right index and middle fingers into Giselle’s nostrils and violently pulling back, doubling down on the torture of the Scissors.
A desperate Princess released her ineffectual grips on Violyt’s thighs, hands flying to her face to try and rid herself of the cruel tines of the sorceress. Goodheart removed them of her own accord, but only so she could rub a forearm across the sockets of the Princess.
“If you cannot see your reign of the Four Sided Forest has come to an end,” Goodheart informs, “what need of you to see at all, misguided one?”
Giselle howled in pain as Violyt scrubbed against her lids, all the while the blood flow to her gray matter was reduced with every tick of the clock.
Feeling her foe fading, Goodheart loosened her Scissors only to reapply the pressure when Giselle regained some of her wits.
“How many times can I edge you to unconsciousness, majesty? As many times as needed before you cede this land to its rightful owner.”
With Giselle’s arms limp at her sides and spit bubbles dribbling from her lower lip, her last vestige of energy was sent into rolling Violyt onto her shoulders. Giselle edged her way, finally stacking Goodheart in a pinning predicament for…
ONE…
TWO…
Violyt unhinges the Scissors in order to peel her shoulders off the canvas. She rolled to her haunches, staring at the red-faced, sweat-soaked Princess. Giselle urgently seeks her senses, shaking her head to draw a portion of them back into place. The brunette succeeded enough to join Goodheart in a resting kneel, the women gazing at each other’s eyes, not more than a foot apart.
Giselle sent a weak slap toward the blonde’s cheek, but the effort was easily blocked by a forearm and a grinning Enigma spun the head of the Princess with an uninterrupted reply, the Theme Park Monarch nearly tumbling to her side. She managed to return, though her head was bowed. Violyt cupped a hand under her adversary’s chin, lifting Giselle’s features then squeezing, giving the Princess a fish-face.
“Aren’t you cute? Trying to be Princess Plucky.”
Violyt latched onto each ear and pulled PG to her feet then to the perfect position, the Glittering Enigma placing the wobbling, semi-aware Giselle just so before striding to the nearby corner and nimbly climbing to the top. Reaching the penthouse, Goodheart turned, placed her foe with a framework made of her thumbs and forefingers, then launched to impale the crown of the Princess’ skull into the mat with her Diving DDT.
But as the blonde descended, the embers remaining within Giselle spark when she pivoted into a Super Kick directly to the point of the chin of the sorceress! Violyt’s body straightened like a board from the impact, the FAWNatics ‘ooooh’ing as they watched the Glittering Enigma timber to the deck.
Goodheart remained in a stilled starfish for long moments. A kneeling PG mustered the strength and awareness to knee-walk to her felled foe and drop across her chest in a Lateral Press for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Casting a resurrection spell, the flaxen-haired necromancer spasmed off the canvas, flopping to her chest. Pushed off her revivified foe, the Belle of the Brawl hardly seemed in better shape, but wearily she shoved her way to vertical and sent a series of stomps to Goodheart’s chest.
With her foe further subdued, it’s Giselle’s turn to try her luck from the corner, climbing to the middle ropes to save time and energy. The choice paid off handsomely when the Princess leapt from her perch, through a front flip, and lands in a CRUSHING Senton of the splayed sorceress.
DIVING SENTON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SgLpfEiIAOw
The slender brunette leaned into a Back Press pin, curling Violyt’s captured legs into a half-cradle, the crowd roaring and counting along with Long’s slaps of the mat for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Violyt shoved/kicked her way out of the fairy tale ending, leaving a wide-eyed and dewy Princess to sweep dark, matted locks off her face, staring disbelievingly into her subjects’ equally amazed features.
“You shall be vanquished, sorceress.” Giselle mumbled. “I swear upon the Greater Good it will be true.”
“Yuuuuhhhh... you should be choose your words carefully, Princess.” Goodheart giggle-groaned as she rolled to all fours, or rather three of four, as one arm was strapped tight across her aching midsection. “Promises made in the Four Sided Forest often have a way of coming true, though not as originally intended.”
Giselle frowned, the air of certainty in her rival's voice was more disconcerting than she cared to admit. Then she shook it off and squared her shoulders. “Don't you dare lecture me on the power of magic and belief, sorceress. Now, do you have the wherewithal to stand and finish our contest princess- to-hag, or do I have to pull you up by your nasty hair?”
Violyt reared back on her knees and locked eyes with Giselle. “Your words carry all the conviction your heart lacks, Princess. Such a shame you can't wield both in equal meas--”
The Belle of the Brawl lunged forward to prove the sorceress a liar once more only for Goodheart to rise up to meet her, the sneaky blonde snaking her hands across the back of Giselle's noggin while simultaneously tucking her head beneath the brunette's chin in search of a quick JawbreakNO!
PG pumped a quick Kneelift into Vi's gut to short circuit the duplicitous counter, then followed up with a few more before drawing the gasping wrestler into a Front Facelock. Slinging Goodheart's near arm across her shoulders, Giselle caught a handful of waistband above her foe's left hip, then dipped her knees and took Violyt up, over and down with a quick Snap Suplex! The Glittering Enigma landed flush and would've remained there for at least a few seconds of the Princess hadn't kicked both legs up and rolled over to her stomach, thus forcing her foe to do the same. Dragging her new rival to verticality immediately thereafter, Giselle reset her footing and delivered another Snap Suplex that delighted all the kindhearted denizens of the Four Sided Forest. Still not satisfied that the tricksy malcontent had learned her lesson, Giselle tumbled onto her stomach and rose to boot-leather with Goodheart still in tow. Once there she abandoned the trunk hook in favor of catching the blonde behind the left knee so she could pull that limb off the canvas into a snug cradle. Cheers from near and far rang throughout that splendid stretch of woodlands when its heroine got low and popped her hips to THAWHAM Violyt to the forest floor with a gorgeous Fishwife Suplex! Bridging up on tiptoes in the wake of her Three Wishes, PG bobbled in time with the count of gallant squire Long as he tolled...
THREE WISHES:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGEvOLjt6vs
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Violyt got a hand on Giselle's tummy and jabbed her index finger into the brunette's navel hard enough to break the bridge with barely a whisper to spare!
Roars of disbelief from all of the Princess' loyal subjects, but none of their incredulity touched Giselle's heart, indeed she looked more resolute than ever when she took hold of Goodheart's shoulder-straps and forced her to stand and face the Realm's justice. With Violyt too woozy to offer any of her usual distortions or deceptions, PG laid claim to the sorceress' wrist just to step back and sling her at toward the sturdy tree that marked the northeastern corner of the Four Sided Forest. Goodheart managed to turn in time to avoid a face-first collision, though there was still a mighty BWUUUNG when she slammed into the sturdy pillar. The Cheshire Catfighter trembled without leaving her feet so Giselle provided a stronger incentive by rushing across the clearing and skipping onto one of the lowest branches from whereupon she launched a Kneelift that THWHONKED Violyt between the eyes!
CORNER KNEE STRIKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=j3JDHq80B-A
“You have polluted this forest long enough, sorceress!” PG cupped a hand across the back of Goodheart's head, stepped aside and gave her a shove that sent the blonde slopping onto her back with the shadow of that noble tree angled across her midsection. “Now it's high time the heavens opened up and helped me wash away your foul influence!”
On that noble promise the Princess scaled to the very top of the tree, a vantage point that allowed her to look out upon the whole of the Four Sided Forest and all the lands beyond. Raising her arms to salute all those who called upon her for protection, Princess Giselle honed in on the vulnerable sorceress before gathering her reserves and leaping out into the rarified air. Drawing in on herself at the apex only to stretch taut as a bowstring a heartbeat later, Giselle brought every bit of her hundred and fifteen pounds down swift and true to finally drive Violyt Goodheart from-- “NNNNNNNNGGGGHHHH!”
Disaster struck in the form of two raised knees, the Glittering Enigma diverting the roaring waters of Splash Mountain down a narrow channel of anguish that left the Theme Park Monarch curled up in a ball and clutching her ribs!
As for Violyt she wasn't looking much better at the moment, though she was smiling and PG most certainly was not. Slowly rolling away from the sputtering wreckage of the brunette, Goodheart crawled to the base of the tree that'd almost spelled her doom and used it to haul herself upright. “Uuuhhh..... on your feet, Princess!” she called out to the Belle of the Brawl. “I remain as of yet unbowed, my very presence an affront to the sanctity of this place, isn't that right? So get your dainty little ass up and fight for the Realm!”
Giselle groaned, grit her teeth and slowly rose to all fours. Head full of cobwebs and fog, she shook them out as best she could before huffing, “Your treachery is boundless, sorceress. But it is still no match for the Greater Go--THWHACK! Violyt rushed from the corner, spun through a full rotation and came out in a low dive that culminated with her right elbow smashing against the nape of Giselle's neck!
STRANGE MUSIC:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8EVt543jFDs
The strains of Goodheart's Strange Music put the Princess down in a crumpled heap so Vi hooked an arm in a Half Nelson and shoveled her onto her back. No cover though, the Glittering Enigma stood up and tromped to the far side of the clearing so she could climb another of those sturdy trees. Her view was just as grand as the Princess', though her reception was far less favorable as the denizens of the realm jeered and hissed the Pink Phantasm that'd infected the Four Sided Forest. Violyt paid it no mind, her eyes were for none but the prone form of Princess Giselle. Lips curling in a smile, she murmured, “The Vorpal Blade went snicker-snack!” and leapt into the sky, Goodheart kicking both legs forward even though it was only the left that THAWHAMED down across the vulnerable throat of her adversary!
GUILLOTINE LEG DROP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCwRqEDqe7c
Giselle shuddered from end to end and flopped onto one side while Violyt spun to one knee and surveyed the damage. For a moment she grabbed onto Giselle's shoulder, but instead of tugging her over for a pin she sank her fingers into the brunette's hair and hauled them both upright. Still holding Giselle by the hair, Goodheart stepped in and THUMPED a Kneelift into her crotch.
“I want you to know I really appreciate your dedication to all this.” Goodheart murmured in PG's ear when the nauseated battler collapsed against her tormentor. “And it really saddens me to see how little the rest of the world seems to care.” She pulled away so she could press her forehead to Giselle's. “Not me though! I love it so very, very much! And I'll play this game as long as you want Princess. It'll stop as soon as you tell me to.”
“Aye.... I don't submitNNNGGHHH!”
Violyt smashed a Headbutt into the bridge of Giselle's nose, then grabbed on and forced her down into a Standing Headscissors promptly bolstered by a Waistlock. “Who said anything about submission, silly? Why would that stop the game?”
No answer from the Princess so Goodheart bent her knees and muscled the brunette up into a slumped seat on her shoulders. It looked like a Powerbomb, but the denizens of the Realm knew better and they urged their heroine to draw on the old magic to assist in her escape. Alas it's all in vain as Violyt suddenly slings her burden down while simultaneously laying out on her back and bringing both knees up to ensure the brunette THAWHUMPED down atop those posted joints! Bounced over onto her tummy in the aftermath of Unicorns & Rainbows, the devastated Princess offered no resistance when Violyt rolled her over and hooked the far leg while squire Long counted out...
UNICORNS & RAINBOWS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTV9HBeRrQA
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
The bell CLANGED and the Princess of Peaksville released her grip, though she didn't rise as the Announcer's proclamation rang out across the land. “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall... VIOLYT GOODHEART!”
Craig tried to raise her hand, but Violyt shooed her away. Staring fixedly at Giselle, she hunched down over the do gooder and said, “The Four Sided Forest has fallen to a deadly threat and it's all your fault, Princess. What do you intend to do about it?”
“Ruuuuhhhh...reclaim it... for the Realm.” Giselle huffed without opening her eyes. “Your evil cannot be allowed to flourish, sorceress.”
“And so our story continues.” Violyt leaned down and planted a smooch on the brunette's forehead. “Rest well, sweet Princess. I can't wait to lead you to your doom.”
Then she was up and she was gone, Goodheart skipping a circuit around her opponent before emerging from the newfound gloom of the Four Sided Forest to spread her special holiday cheer throughout the rest of the Realm.
CHOKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvJjmWTg7Qo
Stop, drop
And drag me into place
And lock the fire escapes
I'll break your pretty face
Yeah, Yeah
Oh, you clever little things
The sycophantic teens
What a precious basket case
Yeah, Yeah
Surprise and concern all around as the Announcer stepped into position. She'd told everyone she'd see 'em soon, but they didn't actually believe it until – “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Peaksville Ohio, she stands at five feet five inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds. She is inscrutable, indecipherable and downright impossible! Please welcome back... VIOLYT GOODHEART!”
VIOLYT GOODHEART:
This proclamation was greeted with panic from the lighting system and increased unease from the Season's Beatings carolers, the former achieving full strobe status and the latter not quite sure how to greet the giggling lunatic who'd seemingly vanished back into the aether after putting the Pleasant Valley Princess through a physical and emotional torture test of baffling scope and murky intent. Coherency was dealt yet another blow by the pair of cannons arranged on either side of the stage, both of which fired off massive clouds of red, green and silver glitter at the start of the chorus! From the center of this multicolored maelstrom emerged a surprisingly dainty figure wearing a pair of light-up reindeer antlers. Smiling cheerily as ever, Goodheart paused amidst the swirling glitter to look out upon the sea of faces. “Did you forget about me, friendo's?” she asked quietly. “Because I sure didn't forget about you.”
No cogent answer came from the masses so the Pink Stranger took her return to the people by skipping down the far side of the aisle to clap hands or occasionally pie-face any fan brave or foolish enough to strain in her direction. Upon reaching the foot of the ramp she crossed to the other side and repeated the process all the way back to the top. With everyone thoroughly puzzled as to her motives (which was exactly how she liked it), the woman who called herself Violyt Goodheart turned her attention to the squared circle and started down for the second time in as many minutes.
For tonight's return to the site of previous crimes, the blonde wore bubble-gum pink trunks with a V-shaped white trim 'belt' and much thinner white trim around the leg holes. Above this was a matching halter-style top with white trim along the neckline and edges. Her pads at knee and elbow were a matching pink, boots were gleaming white while her wrist tape was rainbow patterned. Atop all this she wore a classic white nylon windbreaker with pink trim at the collar and cuffs. It was the back of this windbreaker that offered concrete evidence that all was not as it seemed when it came to the Princess of Peaksville. Sure, the Lisa Frank style portrait of a unicorn flying over a rainbow was perfectly on brand, however the message below advised the reader to ’Eat Sh!t and Die!’ in a disconcertingly cartoonish script.
Quick to ascend the steps once the journey was finished, Violyt darted through the ropes and quickly peeled off her jacket before tossing it to the understandably wary Craig Long. “Craig!” she called out in obvious delight. “Did you enjoy the Advent Calendar I sent?” The referee looked puzzled, the startled as realization dawned. “Wait, are you the weirdo that sent me all those mayonnaise jars filled with salt and barbed wire?” “And candy!” Goodheart amended. “You had to dig real deep to get it!” Knowing full well there was only one answer that wouldn't make things even weirder, the zebra just nodded and said, “I did. Thank you Violyt.” “You're more than welcome, Craig.”
Long was doing his best to check the blonde's pads and boots when ethereal chimes brought the FAWNatics’ to the edge of their seats, the following strings transporting everyone in the arena to a faraway place and time.
GISELLE'S THEME:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oEBNIzOIbVs
They rose to their feet as one, providing a standing ovation to welcome the charming sovereign of a storybook realm.
PRINCESS GISELLE:
The Disney-adjacent royalty seemed to float to center stage, the crowd gazing in wonderment at a woman plucked from the pages of a fairy tale. The dark-haired beauty wore what could only be described as FAWNticized Sleeping Beauty gear.
(( www.amiclubwear.com/costume-storybook-jj1-4615sultrysnow.html ) with red boots instead of pumps.)
She strode to the ring bouncing between each side of the aisle, making certain to touch each fan wanting to be a part of her enchanted presence, the brunette's beaming smile melting the hearts of all those around her.
Reaching the ring, she took a lap, spreading the love to all wishing to enter FAWN’s fabulous fable.
Giselle scampered up the steps and slid into the ring, her doe eyes trained on Violyt, who looked quite delighted by the pagentry. Smiling, the Princess curtsied to her opponent.
Silver baton in hand, the Theme Park Monarch waved it with a flourish toward Goodheart and, at the end of the dramatic sweep, she blasted glitter and metallic silver confetti into the delighted masses over Violyt’s shoulder, though the Enigma got a fair share scattered atop her, raising her glitter quotient.
“May we have a pleasant, sporty jousting worthy of our abilities,” Giselle added sincerely.
The radiant Princess pointed her expended wand toward the tip of Violyt’s nose. Craig Long intervened, in case Giselle’s good-hearted mischiefs set off the ticking time bomb.
A 'PRIN-CESS!' chant emerged amidst the appetizing antics as does the Announcer’s follow-up pronouncement.
“And introducing her opponent. Hailing from the Magic Kingdom, she stands five feet five inches tall and weighs in tonight at one-hundred and fifteen pounds. She is the Belle of the Brawl... PRINCESS GISELLE!”
The otherworldly beauty waved to the sellout throng, casting her beatific glow to an appreciative crowd. She moved to her corner, handing over her wand to an attendant for she would need no magic to beat the gremlin before her.
Giselle returned her attention to the next chapter in her yarn, stretching her limbs before the claxon call of battle.
The bell sounded and both women emerged from their respective corners albeit with Violyt indulging in the carefree skipping one would've expected from the brunette. As for Giselle, she didn't look unhappy by any means, though there was certainly an air of watchfulness, possibly even concern on her pretty face.
Goodheart must've seen this because she ground to a stop and offered her adversary a deep, theatrical bow. “Oh my stars, if it isn't Princess Giselle!” the blonde exclaimed in a tone of genuine delight. “Imagine meeting you here deep in the heart of the Four Sided Forest! And dressed for Trial by Combat, no less!”
Very much aware that she was being asked to play a game where the rules were not yet clear, Giselle offered the charming oddball a little curtsy and replied, “Yes indeed, fair lady. There's been much talk within the kingdom of your return, as well as your desire to meet me here... in the Four Sided Forest. And while I never turn down an opportunity for adventure, I do wonder what's brought you back to these lands at this particular time. Last we'd heard, you'd set off for strange horizons after your... entanglement... with Lady Kylie.”
The corners of Violyt's mouth turned up, her green eyes sparkling as she absorbed Giselle's response. “Good Sir Thomas knows that not even his considerable coffers can keep me tied to one place for very long.” the Glittering Enigma explained as she raised her hands and began to circle. “After showing Kylie her way back to the light I decided to settle some debts incurred over those, what did you call them? Ah yes, strange horizons. Some very interesting things happened while I was gone. A hostile takeover ended by Kitty Two-Belts, Kylie found, then lost, a Tag Team partner who wasn't yours truly, that kinda hurt my feelings, not going to lie, and of course--”
“Why me, Violyt?” Princess Giselle had settled into a matching crouch that allowed her to match Goodheart's pace even as the blonde drew closer and closer. Their fingertips were almost touching when the brunette asked her question. It stopped Violyt in her tracks but she made no effort to step off.
“Oh, I think you know, Princess. You know, but something tells me you're too afraid to say it out loud. At least for now. That'll change soon eno--”
“I have no idea what you're talking abNNNGGGHH!”
Goodheart could've interrupted Giselle's rebuttal with a European Uppercut, a Knife-Edge Chop or any number of other options, so it spoke volumes when she flicked out a hand to CRACK the Belle of the Brawl across the mouth with a simple slap.
“That's a lie.” Goodheart's tone was flat, cold. “And if it's not a lie, it's a display of ignorance so profound you're lucky I only slapped NNNNNGGHHH!”
Giselle SLAPPED her right back, then looped an arm around the blonde's noggin and pulled her down into a Side Headlock that grrrrrooooooouuuuund Vi's left temple against the point of her right hip! “How dare you slither back into my realm and accuse me of such duplicity!” the brunette grumbled as she poured on the pressure. “Your motives are a mystery to me and thus I request polite clarificatOW!”
Goodheart STAMPED down on her opponent's boot, the blonde making a point to twist her heel atop those vulnerable toes before she pressed a hand to the small of Giselle's back and sent her into the ropes with a strong shove. The sting in her foot went away after a few steps so the Princess was moving along at a good clip when she came back and-- Violyt dropped flat on her belly so Giselle skipped over and continued on her way for a second pass. The brunette was moving even faster now, yet speed didn't seem to be a barrier for the blonde who took to the skies for a gorgeous leap frog that let Giselle pass unaccosted. Goodheart landed without incident only to immediately drop to her back and kick both legs back over her head, a sort of no look Monkey Flip that'd send the Princess hurtling through the NO!
Giselle saw it coming and took to the skies in a headlong dive that sent her over the other wrestler's trap and into a nimble little tumble that brought her up near the edge of the ropes. The FAWNatics cheered, Violyt offered a polite little golf clap and Giselle replied with a curtsy that transformed into a full on crouch when Goodheart rushed forward and tried to take her head off with a Clothesline!
Hurrying to the center of the ring to ensure she'd have more room when the blonde came rushing back, Princess Giselle turned around just in time to bust out a leap frog of her ow--“NNNNNGGHHHHH!” Violyt passed under without incident, but rather than continue to the ropes she whipped around on the spot and dropped to one knee to THUMP Giselle's tailbone with a sort of free-fall Atomic Drop!
The brunette yelped and her hands flew to her throbbing buns so Vi crooked her hands into claws and raked them down her opponent's back! Now Giselle didn't know what to do with her hands so Goodheart helped her out by snatching the brunette's left wrist in her right hand and vice versa. In the next instant she drew Giselle's arms snug against her own throat and started to pull the Straitjacket Choke even tighter!
STRAITJACKET CHOKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OWSmBXmjFJw
“And suddenly the beautiful day falls into gloom as the daring Princess finds herself unable to breathe!” Goodheart provided her own dramatic take on Giselle's condition even as she yanked and jostled on the simple hold. “Whatever the source of this dark magic, it caused her own body to betray her! Oh how she wishes she could call to the Huntsman to come to her resWHOAAHRRGH!”
Giselle hit full reverse, the struggling battler backpedaling as fast as she could until they BWUNGED up against one corner of the four-sided wood. Quick to hook a foot over the bottom rope, the Princess rasped, “I will provide own rescue, thank you very--”
Violyt kicked her foot away and stormed away from the buckles while continuing to throttle the brunette with her captured arms! Slowing once they were well beyond the sanctuary offered at the borders, Goodheart raised a knee and braced it against Giselle's back so she could put even more strain on the submission. “I wouldn't dare call you a damsel in distress, I've far too much respect for you to use such foul language.” Vi murmured in Giselle's ear before aggressively gouging the point of her chin into the brunette's forehead. “Still, I'm glad you're aware of the danger in which you find yourself. So many of our favorites refuse to acknowledge something is wrong untilNGH!”
Giselle drove her head back into Goodheart's mouth and promptly dropped to a seat to compound that hurt with an improvised Jawbreaker! The thrum she felt in the back of her own skull told her she'd got all of the move, yet the Glittering Enigma didn't abandon her control on the brunette's wrists. Quick to use this tenacity to her own advantage, the Belle of the Brawl tightened her own grip on Goodheart and leaned back just to tug forward with all her might! Violyt yelped, tumbled over the seated Princess and landed flat on her butt! This rearrangement finally broke the Choke, not that the blonde had a lot of time to process this information before Giselle snaked her legs around her opponent's waist and rolled over onto her stomach! Doing so stacked Goodheart up on the back of her head and shoulders meaning it was a matter of heartbeats before Craig Long swooped down beside the action and counted off...
ONE...
TWO...
Violyt popped her hips and rolled free of the predicament, her escape coming simultaneous with 'TWO!' The ladies regained their feet in an instant though there was no rush to reengage as Violyt checked her chin and adjusted her trunks while Giselle touched a hand to her sore throat.
“The Four Sided Forest belongs to one and all, Violyt.” the brunette said following a moment's silence. “It is an important part of the kingdom and I won't allow anyone to impose their will upon it unchecked.”
Goodheart showed her a smile like charring paper. “Oh, I wouldn't DARE interfere with this glorious ecosystem. It's you I intend to impose my will upon, sweet princess. I assure you our tale is just beginning, yet if you're of the accursed TLDR set, here's a glimpse of the last page. Our dear Belle of the Brawl, battered and torn like never before, forced to bend the knee in a show of utter submission before the Lady of Smiles and Darkness.”
A frown creased Giselle's features. It looked out of place there, but the steely expression that replaced it looked far more at home. “You speak in lies, sorceress. I'll never allow this kingdom to fall into your wicked hands.”
“I already own the Four Sided Forest, your highness.” Violyt tittered. “Tonight I'm simply staking my claim.”
Goodheart raised her hands and settled into another grappler's crouch, Giselle however did not follow suit. Instead she stepped forward and raised her right hand high overhead. “If you're so certain of this claim, you'll have no trouble of proving it to me.”
Violyt's grin grew larger, shifting from predatory to downright Cheshire as she closed on the stalwart brunette. With no hesitation she touched her left palm to Giselle's right and locked their fingers tight. “You should know my claims are often written in blood, princess.” she murmured. “Very little of it mi--”
“The time for parley is over, sorceress.” Giselle interrupted brusquely. “You have invoked combat and I have agreed. So either silence your tongue or leave my la--”
Violyt completed the Test of Strength and immediately surged forward, slamming her chest into Giselle's! The Princess grimaced, caught her balance and pushed right back, brunette and blonde falling into tense silence as the other denizens of the Four Sided Forest looked for any hint of how this story might play out.
A shortcut to the end of this particular chapter was nigh as Goodheart halved her stance and thrust a Kneelift to the privates of the Princess.
Dark eyes bulging, jaw slack, Giselle groaned in abject anguish from the vile magic of the foul sorceress. Risen to tiptoes from the invasion, the Princess couldn't find a way to extricate her fingers from Violyt’s. Instead, her welling eyes remained focused on the cheery baby blue-greens of the Glittering Enigma.
“Do not take offense m’lady,” the blonde implored. “Tis only an opportunity to understand how dark the Four Sided Forest can be at its most foreboding.”
Pulling her boot from between Giselle’s trembling stems, Violyt placed the sole against the cleft of the Theme Park Monarch’s bosom. Goodheart dropped to her back, sending a shock wave through the chest of the Princess. She somersaulted backward, Violyt taking Giselle for a ride, ending astride the Magic Kingdom royalty. With Giselle on her back, one set of fingers still laced with Violyt’s, Goodheart curled her opposite set into a fist and unloaded on Giselle’s jawline with a series of strikes.
The head of the Princess was on a swivel from each thumping connection, the brunette’s eyes glazing after the fifth hit home. Finally, the Enigma released her adversary’s hand and the brunette’s arm dropped limp to the canvas. Giselle blinked some semblance of awareness into her peepers, weakly trying to push her foe off, but Violyt caught both wrists, wrapping palms around and using the control to tug the Belle of the Brawl up with her.
Giselle proved no Sleeping Beauty, breaking loose of the blonde and NAILING Goodheart with a set of three Forearm Smashes to Violyt’s chin! With the Enigma rocked, the Disney-adjacent Princess grabbed a wrist and sent Goodheart racing with an Irish Whip. The toss had enough power, Violyt turned into a ferocious, back-first collision with the buckles.
Giselle charged after, but Goodheart brought her legs up, pounding both boot soles into the brunette's chest. The Princess was sent reeling in a forceful 180-degree spin, staggering to center stage before she collected herself and made a U-turn of her own accord.
Giselle staggered toward Violyt as the Enigma hopped to the middle ropes then launched at the approaching wrestling royalty, Goodheart’s shins thumping against Giselle’s shoulders. The former indy darling rode her foe to the deck with a Meteora drawing ‘oooohs’ from the FAWNatics that burst into a groan when the back of Giselle’s skull THUMPED against the thinly-sheathed wood beneath.
METEORA @ 00:15
www.youtube.com/watch?v=a67UHQdVrpU
Her shins lying across the ivory-skinned biceps of the Princess, Violyt reached back and hooked a leg for the…
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Giselle kicked loose enough to throw a shoulder off the canvas and slopped to her side.
The folded legs of the blonde still bracketed the head of the Princess and Goodheart turned her index fingers into fishhooks, curling the digits into the sides of the brunette’s mouth, forcing a pained smile from the Theme Park Monarch.
“You know,” Violyt grunted, “you really look like you’re from the Happiest Place on Earth. And here I am to take you on the E-ticket ride!”
Goodheart pulled her curled fingers free and instead inserted those unpleasant hooks into Giselle’s nostrils. Violyt hauled the Magic Kingdom Majesty to her feet by the unorthodox ‘grip’ on the mewling Princess before burying a Toe Kick into Giselle’s tummy, doubling her adversary at the waist.
Slipping next to the reeling Princess, Violyt scooped her foe’s near leg off the mat, laying the limb across the back of her neck. Crouched, Goodheart explodes, vaulting Giselle into the air, flipping the Princess into a Backdrop Facebuster that left Giselle a wreck next to the seated and satisfied Enigma.
BACKDROP FLIP FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oISJxTpGWIA
Violyt passed on a pin, choosing instead to rise and bow to the mat-bound monarch.
“Have you lost your way, dear Princess? Is the forest suddenly so foreboding? Allow me to guide you to the edge.”
Grabbing a wrist, Goodheart ‘helped’ the Disney-adjacent royal to unsteady verticality. She pointed the Princess at the far buckles and sent Giselle off with enough power that the turning brunette literally flies into the scant padding! Rocked to her core, Giselle’s alabaster stems gave way. She plopped to her derriere, legs extended, lolling head leaning against the bottom buckle, the Princess in a stupor.
“I must say, I expected more from you than Lady Kylie,” Violyt said with a touch of reproach.
A dominant Goodheart strode confidently to the dazed Giselle, collecting her foe’s legs at the ankles and lifting.
As the blonde did, the Princess grasped the middle ropes, one hand on either side of the corner. Violyt tugged Giselle off the canvas, the member of Greater Good throwing her arms up with the momentum, wrapping them around the back of Goodheart’s neck. And when gravity forced Giselle’s back to slap against the canvas, the Princess sent the former indy darling flying with a Codebreaker from out of nowhere.
CODEBREAKER @ 00:57
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-iCAy7QfSNg
The blasted Enigma back somersaulted after her painful landing, ending face-down and motionless, the Princess doing her best to ignore aches and pains and reclaim her canvas-covered Magic Kingdom.
Shaking cobwebs free, dark eyes clearing, Giselle pushed to her feet and strode to a rousing Goodheart. Slowly, the blonde pushed to hands and knees only to have the Princess mount her in a forward-facing, standing straddle of the back of Violyt’s braincase.
Securing a loose Scissors, Giselle bowed sweetly then dropped to her knees far less so to SLAM The Glittering Enigma’s face into the canvas-covered plywood. The crowd couldn't help but groan in sympathy from the force of the Kneeling Facebuster.
KNEELING FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-Ox6jqRXig
The Princess spun out of her kneeling position, ending on her backside, twisting the dazed Goodheart into a tight double-legged cradle pin Giselle held for the…
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A burst of adrenaline ran through the bendy-backed blonde, the terrifying genius/lunatic kicking out and saving herself from the Belle of the Brawl’s happy ending.
Shoving the brunette away, the wobbling Goodheart reaches one knee. Giselle, feeling her strength return, kipped to her feet to a roar from the crowd! Snatching a wrist and shoulder of her foe, the Princess hauled Violyt to her feet and heaved her adversary toward the ropes, at least until the former indy darling planted and reversed from shorter range.
Giselle hit the cables chest-first and back somersaulted out of the strands to a waiting Goodheart. Violyt captured a returning Giselle around the waist, lifting her off the canvas and planning for a particularly nasty landing. But before the Enigma could convert, the Princess regained control at the top of Violyt’s lift. Wrapping an arm around the blonde’s head, she BULLDOGGED Goodheart to the deck, wheelbarrow-style.
WHEELBARROW BULLDOG @ 2:58
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoVOJtppBc
The harsh impact sent Violyt flopping to her back. The Princess scrambled to the vanquished sorceress, dropping across in a Lateral Press and hooking a leg for the…
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THRNOOOO!
Goodheart shot an arm into the air and waggled an index finger 'no, no, no!' to tell all the denizens of the Four Sided Forest that the danger had not yet passed. Beside her, Giselle let her hands rest on her knees while she caught her breath and looked to Craig Long. “Only two?” she asked.
“Only two.” the ref confirmed. “ Keep at it, Giselle.”
The Princess did just that, PG knee-walking down to Violyt's feet where she palmed the blonde's knees in her hands and lifted her legs off the mat. She continued to press forward, folding Goodheart into a 'L' shape that could've turned into a pinning predicament if Giselle hadn't climbed to verticality hauled her foe upright so Violyt was scrabbling on her elbows until the brunette took a few steps forward and dropped into a deep crouch that put a whole lotta straaaaaaaaaaiiiiiin on the small of Goodheart's lower back.
SEBASTIAN CRAB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PLFbqsX9w0
Features breaking out in a hard working smile as she really settled into the Sebastian Crab, Giselle bounced and jounced in place for several seconds before she said, “Your darkness has no place here in the Four Sided Forest, sorceress! Cede now and I'll let you leave with a promise never to return!”
Violyt shook her head 'no' to keep the zebra away but when she spoke it was directly to Giselle. “Your crustacean techniques are stronger than I'd expect from someone as delicate as yourself, but it's not nearly enough to drive me from my new home!”
Giselle's smile turned into a pursed frown, the brunette clearly not liking Goodheart's use of the 'D word'. “Do not mistake my kindness for weakness, sorceress.” the Theme Park Monarch warned as she continued to bend Violyt into an unpleasant 'C' shape. “ You've shown yourself a threat to the Four Sided Forest and I won't allow you to continue uncheckHEY!”
Vi shifted from her elbows to her palms, pushed up several inches higher, then tucked her chin against her chest and swung back through the Princess' planted legs to alleviate the pressure of the Cr-- PG shoved the blonde's legs up over her head into a Matchbook, then scooted forward and dropped into a seat on those upturned haunches to keep her glued to the forest floor for...
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Goodheart kicked out again, her escape sending Giselle into a rather awkward landing on one knee. The Glittering Enigma rolled over onto her stomach and rose to all fours but made it no farther before Giselle hurried in from the side and hooked her right leg around the blonde's left thigh. In the next instant she seized hold of Goodheart's right wrist and yanked her arm out full length while deftly hooking her left leg over the penitent evildoer's head. Just like that she rolled through to wind up on her back while Violyt finished on her back with her torso strrrrrrrreeeeeeetched over the plank of the Princess' thigh and her neck wrenched beneath the yoke of Giselle's calf. Caught deep in the tentacles of the Nautilus, Violyt thrashed and groaned, her free right leg stretching out full length as she searched for freedom in the strands.
THE NAUTILUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=05lLUZeJslM
“Surrender!” Giselle demanded as she pushed down with her legs and cranked back on the captured arm. “There's nowhere for you to go, sorceress! Yield this duplicitous claim to my kingdom before you're devoured!”
“NO!” Goodheart shouted to her attacker and the official. “Yuuuuhhhh... your threats ring hollow, Princess! You're far too kindhearted to do what's needed to save the Four Sided ForRRRRGGGHHH!”
Giselle shifted her left leg to remove her calf from Vi's head only to set the sole of her boot against the blonde's cheek so she could grind away! “Again, you denigrate my kindness!” the Princess huffed as she let the blonde wriggle in her clutches. “You will learn the foolishness of this error if you learn nothing else within the borders of my reaRGH! RGH! RGH!”
Violyt wriggled her left arm out from under her own squirming weight so she could fashion it into a 'V' and jab her elbow into the brunette's thigh over and over again!
Giselle grimaced, flattened her right hand into a paddle and repaid the blonde's rebellion by SLAPPING her tummy no less than half a dozen times!
“What do you say, Vi?” Craig was close to the action, though he made sure to keep out of the way as they inched closer to the strands. “Need me to call for the bell?”
“Never!” she grunted. “When those bells next sound it will be to mourn the passing of this flimsy royHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRHHHH!”
PG doubled down on the Wristlock (abandoning the belly slaps to do so) and WRENCHED back on blonde's captured arm! She was about to demand surrender once more when Goodheart giggled, “Get your pampered hands off me, Princess!” Frowning, Giselle sat up and grumbled when she realized Violyt had hooked an ankle over the bottom rope. And so the mercurial sorceress was free by the rules of the Four Sided Forest, even if it troubled the Princess' spirit to grant such a boon to one so troublesome.
Dragging herself under the bottom rope the instant Giselle released her grips, Goodheart clambered to one knee and took several deep breaths while she worked out the kinks. As for the Belle of the Brawl, she rose to her feet and moved to the center of clearing so she could keep an eye on the interloper. “You find yourself at the edge of the forest, sorceress.” the brunette called over the rumble of the crowd. “It would be best for the kingdom if you simply returned to the darkness from whence you came.”
“That may be so, princess.” Goodheart agreed without making an effort to move. “But I've long since lost respect for those who wield words when they could wield blades instead.”
PG rolled her shoulders and curled her hands into fists as she tried to hold her temper in check. “Have our last skirmishes not proved enlightening enough? You may be skilled, but you are no match for me in a contest of technical prow--”
“Oh, I'm MORE than a match for you.” Now Vi did stand, though rather than venture through the treeline she set her elbows on the top rope instead. “Your technique may be strong but your spirit... your will... is weak. Because you've never TRULY defended this kingdom from those that meant it harm. In times of crisis you've always turned to your friends, the Lady of Stars & Stripes and Artemis, the Crimson Hunter. IT is THEY who protect this kingdom. THEY who serve the Greater good. THEY who deserve to call themselves protectors of the Four Sided Forest and the realms beyond. You? You're nothing but fluttering eyelashes and pretty words. For all your training, for all your skill, when it comes to protecting everything you hold dear from someone like me? You're no Princess, Giselle. You're no more than a damsel in distre--”
“LIAR!”
Giselle charged to the edge and lashed out with a Haymaker only to find herself greeted with a cruel surprise when Violyt grabbed hold of the middle strand in both hands and THUMPED a Shoulderblock into her belly! An unpleasant blow to be sure, though one that only doubled the Princess over instead of sending her to one knee. Even so, Giselle expected to feel the blonde's hands in her hair at any second and when she didn't she glanced up and TWAAANG! Seizing the top rope as quickly as she'd claimed the one below it, Goodheart pulled the rubber-coated ward back as far as she could only to let it go the instant Giselle looked in her direction. It struck her across the eyes and sent the brunette stumbling backward with both hands rubbing at her stinging face.
Delighted to reenter the Four Sided Forest once its primary defender was otherwise occupied, Violyt took claim of the still thrumming top rope and used it to slingshot herself onto the field of contention AND hook both hands over the brunette's chin to THWHAM her down on the back of her head and shoulders with a gorgeous Neckbreaker!
SLINGSHOT NECKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NyIu2As9cPo
Giselle bounced to a seat on impact and would've certainly slopped back to the forest floor if Goodheart hadn't buried both hands in the Theme Park Monarch's hair and hauled her upright. Vi released her hooks once the Princess was properly vertical, but Giselle's reprieve proved short-lived indeed as the Princess of Peaksville raised her right foot and promptly STAMPED down on her rival's toes! Giselle yelped and spun away, giving her back to Goodheart without really thinking about it, a decision that proved most costly when Violyt hopped forward and THWHACKED a perfect Super Kick offa the back of her skull!
The Belle of the Brawl pitched forward and landed on her knees in the nearest corner with both arms draped over the middle rope and one cheek resting awkwardly against the rough canvas of the turnbuckle. Behind her, Goodheart pulled her kneepads down to her shins, then exploded forward and took to the skies in a short hop that THWHUMPED those bare joints into Giselle's noggin before BWUNGING her forehead against the turnbuckle!
SMILEY FACEBREAKER @ 2:37
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuRSEDLKtEc
The Princess bounced away from the concussive collision to end up flat on her back, where she would've stayed for a little while longer if Goodheart hadn't grabbed hold of her wrists and dragged her out to the clearing in the center of the forest. With those same grips she tugged Giselle to a seat, then dropped into position behind her and threaded her right leg across the back of PG's neck in a sort of half Lotus Lock. Rather than complete the hold she hooked her left foot under the inside of Giselle's left thigh to keep that leg busy while she craaaaaaaaaaaanked back on those trapped arms!
SINGLE LEG LOTUS LOCK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fse1_RvHHRA
“NNNNNNNNNGGGHHHHHH!” The strain stretched Giselle out at an awkward angle, the brunette effectively glued to the floor on her right side while a grinning Violyt began to 'CLAP' her commandeered hands together over and over again.
“Are these spindly arms actually stretching?” Goodheart asked with ghoulish relish. “Or is it just your imagination, hmmmmmhh? And consider this dismaying observation: the Four Sided Forest contains no friends, no allies, not even a guidepost... which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out!” She tightened the hold even more and pulled on Giselle's wrists while scraping her boot against the brunette's cheek as payback for the rough treatment she'd endured within the Nautilus. “Of course, there's always MY way...”
“I’d rather take the Queen’s Highway,” Giselle interrupts with a grunt.
Her boot soles pressed against the canvas, the trapped brunette scooting up Violyt’s frame beneath and rolling Goodheart onto her shoulders.
Long drops to his knees for the count…
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The former indy darling released her grip to roll a shoulder off the canvas and scramble to her feet, taking a quick glimpse at Craig to make sure. Seeing two fingers raised, she returned her attention to the Princess.
“You’re a sneaky little gnome, aren’t you?”
With her foe having pushed to a seated position, Violyt latched onto the flowing dark locks of the Disney-adjacent royal, RIPPING the wincing Giselle to her feet. Goodheart tosses an arm of the Theme Park Monarch over her neck and drew PG’s head into a tight Front Facelock.
“I don’t have a spinning wheel handy. This’ll have to put you to sleep instead.”
Free hand pressing against her foe’s thigh, Violyt showed her sorceress strength, ‘hupping’ the Princess into the air and stalling her out, crown of Giselle’s skull pointed to the canvas. And nearly straight down Giselle was sent, THUMPING against the deck in brutal fashion with a Brainbuster that left the brunette splayed in a spread-eagle.
BRAINBUSTER @ 00:09
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Epslazt3Qko
Goodheart slid to a kneeling position beside her victim, gazing deep into the half-lidded eyes of the motionless royalty.
“This loss will be only your first step into the Mirkwood.”
Violyt draped herself across the barely conscious beauty, hooking a leg of the Princess for good measure. Long dove into place beside victor and vanquished, ready to proclaim the sorceress as the new majesty of the realm with his…
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THRNOOOO!
PG pushed a shoulder off the canvas and rolled to her side, leaving the Glittering Enigma to sigh deeply and send a punishing knee into the base of the Belle’s spinal column.
Giselle arched in anguish, her stressed nervous system waking her from the previous stupor. Still, she could offer little in the way of resistance when Goodheart sat next to her, slipped her arms around the bosom of the slender brunette and drew the pouting Princess into her lap.
Deftly, the bendy-back blonde’s arms slithered around those of the Theme Park Monarch and Violyt secured a Full Nelson on her slack adversary. Goodheart rattled Giselle’s braincase from side to side before leaning to her back, lifting the Princess off the deck while doing so.
The Engima thrust her pelvis up, out and down and SPIKED PG’s tailbone into the thinly-sheathed plywood, Giselle yelping back to life from the shock-wave traveling up her spine. Not yet satisfied, Goodheart PLANTED the Princess on her throne with one, then two more Keester Bounces, each drawing a cry of distress from the Theme Park Monarch.
Painful pounding applied, Violyt released her Nelson and slid up the ivory-skinned frame of the Belle of the Brawl, cinching her sinewy stems around the skull of Giselle, securing a Figure Four Headscissors around the noble noggin and squeezing.
As Goodheart’s thighs flexed, the face of the Princess turned rosy. Giselle tried to pry her way free, but it’s a futile effort only seeming to provide the Glittering Enigma with an awful idea.
Fashioning her right hand into a claw, the blonde continued her fascination with the royal beak, inserting an overhand grip of her right index and middle fingers into Giselle’s nostrils and violently pulling back, doubling down on the torture of the Scissors.
A desperate Princess released her ineffectual grips on Violyt’s thighs, hands flying to her face to try and rid herself of the cruel tines of the sorceress. Goodheart removed them of her own accord, but only so she could rub a forearm across the sockets of the Princess.
“If you cannot see your reign of the Four Sided Forest has come to an end,” Goodheart informs, “what need of you to see at all, misguided one?”
Giselle howled in pain as Violyt scrubbed against her lids, all the while the blood flow to her gray matter was reduced with every tick of the clock.
Feeling her foe fading, Goodheart loosened her Scissors only to reapply the pressure when Giselle regained some of her wits.
“How many times can I edge you to unconsciousness, majesty? As many times as needed before you cede this land to its rightful owner.”
With Giselle’s arms limp at her sides and spit bubbles dribbling from her lower lip, her last vestige of energy was sent into rolling Violyt onto her shoulders. Giselle edged her way, finally stacking Goodheart in a pinning predicament for…
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Violyt unhinges the Scissors in order to peel her shoulders off the canvas. She rolled to her haunches, staring at the red-faced, sweat-soaked Princess. Giselle urgently seeks her senses, shaking her head to draw a portion of them back into place. The brunette succeeded enough to join Goodheart in a resting kneel, the women gazing at each other’s eyes, not more than a foot apart.
Giselle sent a weak slap toward the blonde’s cheek, but the effort was easily blocked by a forearm and a grinning Enigma spun the head of the Princess with an uninterrupted reply, the Theme Park Monarch nearly tumbling to her side. She managed to return, though her head was bowed. Violyt cupped a hand under her adversary’s chin, lifting Giselle’s features then squeezing, giving the Princess a fish-face.
“Aren’t you cute? Trying to be Princess Plucky.”
Violyt latched onto each ear and pulled PG to her feet then to the perfect position, the Glittering Enigma placing the wobbling, semi-aware Giselle just so before striding to the nearby corner and nimbly climbing to the top. Reaching the penthouse, Goodheart turned, placed her foe with a framework made of her thumbs and forefingers, then launched to impale the crown of the Princess’ skull into the mat with her Diving DDT.
But as the blonde descended, the embers remaining within Giselle spark when she pivoted into a Super Kick directly to the point of the chin of the sorceress! Violyt’s body straightened like a board from the impact, the FAWNatics ‘ooooh’ing as they watched the Glittering Enigma timber to the deck.
Goodheart remained in a stilled starfish for long moments. A kneeling PG mustered the strength and awareness to knee-walk to her felled foe and drop across her chest in a Lateral Press for the…
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THRNOOO!
Casting a resurrection spell, the flaxen-haired necromancer spasmed off the canvas, flopping to her chest. Pushed off her revivified foe, the Belle of the Brawl hardly seemed in better shape, but wearily she shoved her way to vertical and sent a series of stomps to Goodheart’s chest.
With her foe further subdued, it’s Giselle’s turn to try her luck from the corner, climbing to the middle ropes to save time and energy. The choice paid off handsomely when the Princess leapt from her perch, through a front flip, and lands in a CRUSHING Senton of the splayed sorceress.
DIVING SENTON:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SgLpfEiIAOw
The slender brunette leaned into a Back Press pin, curling Violyt’s captured legs into a half-cradle, the crowd roaring and counting along with Long’s slaps of the mat for the…
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THRENOOOOOOOO!
Violyt shoved/kicked her way out of the fairy tale ending, leaving a wide-eyed and dewy Princess to sweep dark, matted locks off her face, staring disbelievingly into her subjects’ equally amazed features.
“You shall be vanquished, sorceress.” Giselle mumbled. “I swear upon the Greater Good it will be true.”
“Yuuuuhhhh... you should be choose your words carefully, Princess.” Goodheart giggle-groaned as she rolled to all fours, or rather three of four, as one arm was strapped tight across her aching midsection. “Promises made in the Four Sided Forest often have a way of coming true, though not as originally intended.”
Giselle frowned, the air of certainty in her rival's voice was more disconcerting than she cared to admit. Then she shook it off and squared her shoulders. “Don't you dare lecture me on the power of magic and belief, sorceress. Now, do you have the wherewithal to stand and finish our contest princess- to-hag, or do I have to pull you up by your nasty hair?”
Violyt reared back on her knees and locked eyes with Giselle. “Your words carry all the conviction your heart lacks, Princess. Such a shame you can't wield both in equal meas--”
The Belle of the Brawl lunged forward to prove the sorceress a liar once more only for Goodheart to rise up to meet her, the sneaky blonde snaking her hands across the back of Giselle's noggin while simultaneously tucking her head beneath the brunette's chin in search of a quick JawbreakNO!
PG pumped a quick Kneelift into Vi's gut to short circuit the duplicitous counter, then followed up with a few more before drawing the gasping wrestler into a Front Facelock. Slinging Goodheart's near arm across her shoulders, Giselle caught a handful of waistband above her foe's left hip, then dipped her knees and took Violyt up, over and down with a quick Snap Suplex! The Glittering Enigma landed flush and would've remained there for at least a few seconds of the Princess hadn't kicked both legs up and rolled over to her stomach, thus forcing her foe to do the same. Dragging her new rival to verticality immediately thereafter, Giselle reset her footing and delivered another Snap Suplex that delighted all the kindhearted denizens of the Four Sided Forest. Still not satisfied that the tricksy malcontent had learned her lesson, Giselle tumbled onto her stomach and rose to boot-leather with Goodheart still in tow. Once there she abandoned the trunk hook in favor of catching the blonde behind the left knee so she could pull that limb off the canvas into a snug cradle. Cheers from near and far rang throughout that splendid stretch of woodlands when its heroine got low and popped her hips to THAWHAM Violyt to the forest floor with a gorgeous Fishwife Suplex! Bridging up on tiptoes in the wake of her Three Wishes, PG bobbled in time with the count of gallant squire Long as he tolled...
THREE WISHES:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGEvOLjt6vs
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THRENOOOOOOOO!
Violyt got a hand on Giselle's tummy and jabbed her index finger into the brunette's navel hard enough to break the bridge with barely a whisper to spare!
Roars of disbelief from all of the Princess' loyal subjects, but none of their incredulity touched Giselle's heart, indeed she looked more resolute than ever when she took hold of Goodheart's shoulder-straps and forced her to stand and face the Realm's justice. With Violyt too woozy to offer any of her usual distortions or deceptions, PG laid claim to the sorceress' wrist just to step back and sling her at toward the sturdy tree that marked the northeastern corner of the Four Sided Forest. Goodheart managed to turn in time to avoid a face-first collision, though there was still a mighty BWUUUNG when she slammed into the sturdy pillar. The Cheshire Catfighter trembled without leaving her feet so Giselle provided a stronger incentive by rushing across the clearing and skipping onto one of the lowest branches from whereupon she launched a Kneelift that THWHONKED Violyt between the eyes!
CORNER KNEE STRIKE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=j3JDHq80B-A
“You have polluted this forest long enough, sorceress!” PG cupped a hand across the back of Goodheart's head, stepped aside and gave her a shove that sent the blonde slopping onto her back with the shadow of that noble tree angled across her midsection. “Now it's high time the heavens opened up and helped me wash away your foul influence!”
On that noble promise the Princess scaled to the very top of the tree, a vantage point that allowed her to look out upon the whole of the Four Sided Forest and all the lands beyond. Raising her arms to salute all those who called upon her for protection, Princess Giselle honed in on the vulnerable sorceress before gathering her reserves and leaping out into the rarified air. Drawing in on herself at the apex only to stretch taut as a bowstring a heartbeat later, Giselle brought every bit of her hundred and fifteen pounds down swift and true to finally drive Violyt Goodheart from-- “NNNNNNNNGGGGHHHH!”
Disaster struck in the form of two raised knees, the Glittering Enigma diverting the roaring waters of Splash Mountain down a narrow channel of anguish that left the Theme Park Monarch curled up in a ball and clutching her ribs!
As for Violyt she wasn't looking much better at the moment, though she was smiling and PG most certainly was not. Slowly rolling away from the sputtering wreckage of the brunette, Goodheart crawled to the base of the tree that'd almost spelled her doom and used it to haul herself upright. “Uuuhhh..... on your feet, Princess!” she called out to the Belle of the Brawl. “I remain as of yet unbowed, my very presence an affront to the sanctity of this place, isn't that right? So get your dainty little ass up and fight for the Realm!”
Giselle groaned, grit her teeth and slowly rose to all fours. Head full of cobwebs and fog, she shook them out as best she could before huffing, “Your treachery is boundless, sorceress. But it is still no match for the Greater Go--THWHACK! Violyt rushed from the corner, spun through a full rotation and came out in a low dive that culminated with her right elbow smashing against the nape of Giselle's neck!
STRANGE MUSIC:
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The strains of Goodheart's Strange Music put the Princess down in a crumpled heap so Vi hooked an arm in a Half Nelson and shoveled her onto her back. No cover though, the Glittering Enigma stood up and tromped to the far side of the clearing so she could climb another of those sturdy trees. Her view was just as grand as the Princess', though her reception was far less favorable as the denizens of the realm jeered and hissed the Pink Phantasm that'd infected the Four Sided Forest. Violyt paid it no mind, her eyes were for none but the prone form of Princess Giselle. Lips curling in a smile, she murmured, “The Vorpal Blade went snicker-snack!” and leapt into the sky, Goodheart kicking both legs forward even though it was only the left that THAWHAMED down across the vulnerable throat of her adversary!
GUILLOTINE LEG DROP:
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Giselle shuddered from end to end and flopped onto one side while Violyt spun to one knee and surveyed the damage. For a moment she grabbed onto Giselle's shoulder, but instead of tugging her over for a pin she sank her fingers into the brunette's hair and hauled them both upright. Still holding Giselle by the hair, Goodheart stepped in and THUMPED a Kneelift into her crotch.
“I want you to know I really appreciate your dedication to all this.” Goodheart murmured in PG's ear when the nauseated battler collapsed against her tormentor. “And it really saddens me to see how little the rest of the world seems to care.” She pulled away so she could press her forehead to Giselle's. “Not me though! I love it so very, very much! And I'll play this game as long as you want Princess. It'll stop as soon as you tell me to.”
“Aye.... I don't submitNNNGGHHH!”
Violyt smashed a Headbutt into the bridge of Giselle's nose, then grabbed on and forced her down into a Standing Headscissors promptly bolstered by a Waistlock. “Who said anything about submission, silly? Why would that stop the game?”
No answer from the Princess so Goodheart bent her knees and muscled the brunette up into a slumped seat on her shoulders. It looked like a Powerbomb, but the denizens of the Realm knew better and they urged their heroine to draw on the old magic to assist in her escape. Alas it's all in vain as Violyt suddenly slings her burden down while simultaneously laying out on her back and bringing both knees up to ensure the brunette THAWHUMPED down atop those posted joints! Bounced over onto her tummy in the aftermath of Unicorns & Rainbows, the devastated Princess offered no resistance when Violyt rolled her over and hooked the far leg while squire Long counted out...
UNICORNS & RAINBOWS:
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ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
The bell CLANGED and the Princess of Peaksville released her grip, though she didn't rise as the Announcer's proclamation rang out across the land. “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via pin-fall... VIOLYT GOODHEART!”
Craig tried to raise her hand, but Violyt shooed her away. Staring fixedly at Giselle, she hunched down over the do gooder and said, “The Four Sided Forest has fallen to a deadly threat and it's all your fault, Princess. What do you intend to do about it?”
“Ruuuuhhhh...reclaim it... for the Realm.” Giselle huffed without opening her eyes. “Your evil cannot be allowed to flourish, sorceress.”
“And so our story continues.” Violyt leaned down and planted a smooch on the brunette's forehead. “Rest well, sweet Princess. I can't wait to lead you to your doom.”
Then she was up and she was gone, Goodheart skipping a circuit around her opponent before emerging from the newfound gloom of the Four Sided Forest to spread her special holiday cheer throughout the rest of the Realm.