Post by hawkeye on Feb 6, 2023 2:25:18 GMT
The announcer flips through his extra-sized bundle of info cards and shares a trepidatious look with the referee, this is gonna be a handful.
“The next match is a six-way Elimination for the reinstated Television Championship! Eliminations are by pinfall, and the match is set with a 60-minute time limit! Introducing first…!”
The FAWNtron screen goes stark white, a rubber stamp slams down, leaving an imprint of the Canadian flag in red ink. A baritone-heavy, men’s choir sings, “OOOHHHHH, CAAAAANNNAADAAAA!!”
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A woman is seen only from the neck down in an extravagantly colourful and flowing dress dances across the screen. In her wake, footage of high-flying and acrobatics maneuvers performed by a luchadora plays as Mexican Hip Hop pours through the speakers.
La Sombra breaks through the curtains like a runway model and looks at the untamed territory of FAWN with an alluring yet mischievous smile. Eyes full of mirth... and a face painted like a Día de Los Muertos sugar skull.
LA SOMBRA
The Canadian luchadora wears tight red pants whose legs consisted of a very sheer, imperial red mesh that showed off her chiselled legs. The mesh connects to barn red leather bikini bottoms decorated with black, metal buttons around the waist and leg holes. Covering her ample breasts is a bikini top in the same style as her bottoms, the top half of her breast puffing over the edge of the fabric. Overtop was a sleeved crop top made of the same material as the pant legs. Red boots with a white maple leaf on each heel cap her look off.
“From Letterkenny, Ontario Canada, by way of Mexico and representing The Northern Coalition… Standing at 157cm and weighing in at 56kgs! The Laughing Skull… La Sombraaa!”
Sombra sets off to the ring, her long dark hair bouncing slightly with each step. She hops onto the apron’s edge and leans back into a supine position under the bottom rope. Sombra grabs it with her right hand and spins her body into a swift 360. A kaleidoscope of red and black flares brightly and briefly before it slows down and reforms into a person and rolls deeper into the Squared Circle. La Sombra kips up quick as a whip and presents herself to the Orlando crowd like she was a prize in a game show, wordlessly asking, “Do you approve?”
And judging by the fan’s reaction, it was an emphatic, “Yes!”
As she stands in the ring it isn’t long before Alicia Keys Empire State of Mind begins to blast all across the speakers. The moment it does that is when we see a figure wearing a matching two piece blue bikini emerging from behind the curtains. She is joined together by her following servants along with her chief butler Jenkins. Each of them carrying a box of wet wipes.
Emery Coleridge smiles as she waves to the crowd and blows kisses to those cheering her on.
EMERY COLERIDGE
“From Greenwich Village, New York standing at 5’3 and weighing in at 115lbs she is the Socialite Emery Coleridge!!”
Emery smirks as she slowly slides into the ring. She stands up as she looks at the audience. “It’s time to cleanse the competition!!!!”
UR FUCKIN HEAD SPLIT- NECRO
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A stream of violent hip-hop pours through the speakers and the crowd gets on its feet! LAW’s most popular star and one of wrestling’s sexiest wild cards makes her appearance.
“From Phoenix, Arizona by way of Atascadero … Standing at five feet, three inches… weighing in at one hundred and twenty-three pounds… No longer a Squire, she is The Polish Pitbull, The Beautiful Berserker, DANICA DADAL!!”
DANICA DADAL
Stepping through the curtains is the last kind of person you’d think to associate with this kind of music. With a toothy grin on her face is the once sweet and supportive, diminutive Squire to the virtuous Victoria Hackenschmidt’s Knight. The honey blonde breaks into a full smile at the uproarious reaction to her presence. Poking the tip of her tongue out between her rows of teeth; Dadal spreads her arms wide and does a little twirl like she’s trying on a new dress for prom. She points a finger at a nearby camera and talks through the lens like she’s speaking to a friend at the club, “Hope those girls are thirsty, cause I got two big jugs they nurse on while I claim my first FAWN title! ”
Danica saunters down the ramp with a bit of a light-hearted swagger in her step. The sassy stride gives her bra busters an enticing wobble as she reaches out to slap the hands of fans. She wears white boots and white pants that shine under the lights, the hemline starting just above the curve of her peach-shaped ass. Along each leg are silver buttons that travel down the mid-calf where the pants bell-bottomed out over her white boots. Her
long, honey-blond hair is worn in a loose ponytail via silver scrunchy. Her sleeveless blouse is tucked neatly into her pants, and the line of silver buttons on the white shirt is visibly straining to keep Danica’s mountainous mammaries hidden from the lustful eyes of the audience.
Danica flips off one of her few hecklers in the stands and focuses on the fight at hand. She climbs up the ring steps, steps through the ropes and sets up shop in a corner.
Danica warms up by hopping from foot to foot, sending her much salivated-over breasts into distracting jiggles. She’s eyeing up the competition already in the ring ad preparing for any wild cards that might head down the ramp.
The loud sounds of “So What” by Pink blasts across the speaker system. At that moment, a blonde wearing a Union jack one piece makes her way from behind the curtains. She throws up the devil horns as she sprints passionately to the ring. The crowd seems to be moshing out as she waves.
“And making her way to the ring from Glasgow Scotland, she is the garage band rocker Juliet M….”
Before the announcer could even finish that statement a woman blind sides Juliet by throwing her into the barricade. The woman is wearing a matching purple and silver bikini bottom and top combo. She grins as the crowd boos her and immediately runs into the ring yelling at the announcer.
“Seeing as Juliet will not be able to compete, she is being replaced by the Panther Eva May!!!!”
EVA MAY
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The charismatic wrestler and former mascot of her family’s company, Debra Sugerman, playfully marches out of the curtain, twirling her literal candy cane. The lightweight masterfully leads the masses in a wave of cheers travelling from one side of the building to the other, each one of the thousands-strong crowd following the arc of her baton like a symphony obeying its maestro.
“Weighing in at 121lbs, standing 5 feet and 5 inches, and hails from Valdosta, Georgia, by way of Stone Mountain. The face of Sugerman Confectionary, and it’s the Sweetest you’ll ever see! Debra ‘Little Debbieee’ Suugerrrmaaan!!!”
DEBRA SUGERMAN
Step inside, walk this way
You and me, babe
Hey, hey
The people are singing along to Ninja Sex Party’s cover within the first beats of the song, bobbing and swaying while they take in the bright-eyed and bushy-tailed newcomer. Fans of beach fighting and FAWN’s newest Indie partner LAW (Ladies of Adventurous Wrestling), know the young rookie will put on a show the moment she's in the public eye. From head to ankle, Debra’s gear is a swirling rainbow of sequins glittering under the harsh lights of FAWN, and if you look close enough, each bead resembles a wrapped hard candy. The radiant sweets travelled up each arm from the wrist into the turtle neck of a VERY cropped top, the hemline serving as the bottom of the cups for her pert chest, with a wide triangle panel cut out to show off the sweets. After miles of bare, lightly toned belly is a pair of tight pants that clung to her legs like a candy coating, patches of material are cut out from the side of each leg, so Debra’s pale skin pushes through the opening. Hence, SUGERMAN blazed no matter what angle you saw the Countess of Candyland.
Debra twirls her 4-foot cane in front of her through two arcs before pointing it straight to the sky. The apparent signal turns the house lights back on. The walking instrument resembled a candy cane with a green gumdrop bottom that consisted of rubber with a glitter dusting. Instead of a hook or knob, the baton exploded at its top with a bouquet of round lollipops. Shaking her hips to the beat and singing of the crowd, Debra plucks a pomegranate-flavoured sucker out of the arrangement and gives it a quick tongue lashing. Pointing the now glistening candy at the camera zooming in, Sugerman chirps in a southern accent, “After I win this belt expect some free chocolate championships at the next show!!"
She places the confection back between her smiling lips before setting off on a hip-swivelling march around the ring. The candy heiress’s wavy blonde hair tickles the nape of her neck with each timed step, Debra encourages the masses to continue their serenade by swinging and pointing the cane to guide the fans’ voices, playing choirmaster to the largest choir in the world.
Take a bottle!
Shake it up!
Break the bubble!
Break it up!
As the crowd is about to launch into the chorus, Debra sprints up the ring steps, her candy-apple red running shoes reflecting the light. Debra spins against the ropes along the apron, not stopping till she’s dead center in the Hard cam’s sight; Debra tucks in her arms, holding the cane horizontally and crouches low into a tight ball. Tensing like a coiled spring, Sugerman hears the chorus start and bursts into the air! Spreading her limbs out and straight, she lands on the apron in a wide stance like a jubilant star. Packets of sugar drop from the ceiling and scatter onto the audience as the FAWNatics loudly sing.
Pour some sugar on me!!
Debra takes up residence in the last unoccupied corner, stretching herself over the top ropes like they were a hammock, dismissively waving at her opponents, “If y’all want to just lie down and let me pin you, I promise not to judge.”
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The entire arena fades to black as we are left in nothing but darkness. All of a sudden Crystal's voice can be heard all throughout the speaker systems.
"Your smile makes my heart explode!"
As soon as that is said explosions can be heard going off as we are treated to some flame pyros. The fans cheer loudly in return.
Smile Bomb by Caitlyn Myers plays across the speakers and it is at that moment when the blonde-haired "Burning Rose" Crystal Hilton walks from the curtains.
CRYSTAL HILTON
Crystal smiles as she waves her hands to the overly excited crowd. She claps the outstretched hands of the fans. She runs up the stairs and walks to the middle of the apron. She flicks her hair before she drops down into a split that gains even more cheers. She slides into the ring and as soon as she is inside she kips up to her feet. The crowd starts to cheer her as loudly as she can as she grins.
“And now standing in the ring from Los Angeles, California by Detroit Michigan she is…”
Before the announcer can finish Crystal snatches the microphone as she begins to finish speaking for him.
“Sorry… I will take it from here. I am the Burning Rose! The Charismatic Cosplaying princess… Ladies and gentlemen I am the Awesome Actress I am Crystal Hilton!!!!!!!”
With that, the crowd cheers as loudly as possible as she blows kisses to everyone. She winks as Eva May crosses her arms at her glaring daggers.
“I can’t wait to send you back to the dump that is Detroit, Michigan! You bargain bin actress!”
Crystal just cracks a smile as she looks at everybody in the ring.
“Take a number… Tonight it’s about the Television Championship and as an actress I do believe I am the best thing on TV. It’s time to make it official!”
She throws the microphone to the side as she waits in her respective part of the ring.
The referee looks at all six competitors before he is handed the newly reinstated Fawn Television Championship. He raises it high into the air as all six competitors glance at it. He hands the belt to somebody at ringside before he calls for the bell. The bell sounds loudly which signifies the beginning of the match. The Detroit native is startled as the fans roar loudly with chants towards her.
CRYSTAL!
CRYSTAL!
CRYSTAL!
Hilton turns around taking a bow before she blows kisses to all of them. Eva however doesn’t appreciate the attention she is getting and immediately grabs Crystal from behind with a schoolgirl. The referee notices it and begins to make a pin.
ONE…
TWO…
But suddenly Crystal is able to shift and now she is the one on top. The referee begins to count again and Crystal makes sure to grab a firm hold on the Panther’s purple and black bottoms, almost yanking them into a wedgie. However in a match like this all is legal and the referee doesn’t even see it.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
Eva May is finally able to break out but it’s just a second too late. The referee calls for the bell and Eva is absolutely furious as the announcer begins to speak.
EVA MAY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Eva begins to complain to the referee as Hilton stands up smirking. The crowd continuing to be behind her as she waves bye to the Panther. Eva quickly turns her attention to Crystal to try to take her out but the Panther is yanked out of the ring by Juliet which gains a positive reaction from the crowd. Morgan fights her on the outside but Eva pushes her as hard as she can. She tries to get out of dodge as Juliet is in pursuit and follows her back through the curtains. Five women are now in the ring as everybody just glances at each other.
JULIET MORGAN
“Hmm,” La Sombra hums as she measures Crystal a touch more than the others, “You seem different tonight.”
Crystal smiles as she waves at Sombra. “Me and Cassava had a chat in the back and she just wants me to be myself, not the facade of an actress that I put on for the cameras. Best of luck to you…”
La Sombra grins, “Not gonna need it!” and bursts into a sprint at Crystal, the American-Latina is caught on her back foot and easy prey for the Coalitionite as she leaps up and snaps her toned legs around Hilton’s head. La Sombra swings her body back and throws Crystal head over heels onto the canvas with a running Huricanrana.
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Crystal bounces on the hardwood ring floor with a grimace, her bright mood slightly souring. She tries to keep the warm feeling the conversation with Cassava backstage gave her as Emery and Danica go for the most vulnerable target and rain down a torrent of stomps as curls protectively onto her side. Out of sight and mind, Sugerman drops to the mat and slides out of the ring, keeping low with her eyes just above the apron’s edge. The Countess observes and analyzes the situation as she links around the ring, “Mama didn’t raise no fool..” she whispers to herself, “Let the riff-raff punch each other tired.”
Back in the ring, Danica’s all smiles as she boots Crystal over and over on the thighs, “You came for another Jugging? I’m happy to oblige if that’s- AaH!”
With her legs out in front of her, La Sombra flies over the prone actress in the space between Danica and Emery and grabs the backs of their heads. The Painted Lady lands comfortably on her gymnastically toned ass while The Pitbull and the Heiress greet the canvas nose-first.
DOUBLE BULLDOG
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Her opponents greet the deck with a Thwam and roll in opposite directions holding their faces (Danica’s cussing up a storm). La Sombra bounces off her seat to her feet like she’s spring-loaded and throws up a fist, “Air Canada, flying 24/7!”
The Mexi-Canadian’s feeling herself when she feels arms snake around her abdomen in a tight Waistlock and lips curling against her ear as Crystal growls, “Looks like you’re about to crash!” and rears back with the luchadora in hand, planting Sombra on her neck and shoulders with a German Suplex. That waist stays locked in as Hilton rolls to her feet and stands back up, cuddling with a more malleable Canuck. La Sombra’s fingers dig and scratch at the actress’ clasped hands seeking to break the grip, but can’t find an entrance.
“Nope, no getting out of this,” Crystal gloats as she inches them deeper into the ring, “I’m hitting my stride and there’s no stopping me n-” She feels two large, warm, familiar objects pressing into her back. Crystal croaks when Danica’s arms wrap around and squeeze her middle with bruising strength. The Polish Pitbull tenses her envious glutes. heaves Sombra AND Crystal overhead, and bashes them both into the mat!
DOUBLE(D) SUPLEX
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The FAWNatics get loud and rowdy at the tiny juggernaut’s show of strength; Danica spreads her arms out wide and shimmies her shoulders to get her most famous features ajiggling; rumour has it every time she does this, her merch sales spike another 15%. “Don’t worry folks! You’ll see me jug someone out sooner rather than later!” She scoops Crystal off the mat and gives her the bum’s rush out of the ring, where she falls onto the padded pavement with an audible smack! Daddy Dadal turns to the still-stunned and supine La Sombra, rattled by the consecutive Suplexes.
“Okay, looks like you’re the second eliminationaAArGh!”
Having stealthily climbed to the top of a corner, Sugerman launches herself at Danica and pancakes her proud puppies with a Missile Dropkick and squashes Sombra with a Diving Senton at the same time!
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Meanwhile, Emery doesn’t waste any time as she climbs the top of the ropes and leaps off with a frog splash that connects flush on the pile of pulchritude. The four women are on the ring floor as the crowd begins to go crazy as Crystal jumps onto the apron.
She spots the four women that are all struggling to make it to their feet. The Afro-Latina doesn’t waste any time as she climbs up to the top of the turnbuckles. The four women rise up to a vertical stance and it is at that moment that Crystal leaps off, driving her body against all four of them with a twisting senton. Crystal’s body lands on top and she slowly rises to her feet, holding her chest in pain as she screams at the audience.
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“How is that for a picture-perfect Kodak moment!”
With that the crowd welcomes her with multiple flashes from their cameras. Crystal is excited as she looks at all of her opponents and sees that Debra is the first one to start moving. She immediately grabs her, and Irish whips her into the corner turnbuckle. Crystal sprints towards her, doing a cartwheel before nailing her with a backwards elbow right to her face. Debra reaches for her face in pain and Crystal has already taken the moment to tuck Sugerman underneath an arm.
“This is for gloating about your first win over me!”
Crystal has Debra’s head hooked tightly. She explodes out of the corner and drops Debra as hard as she can against the canvas with a bulldog. Crystal stands up as she begs Danica to stand up.
“And this is for smothering me!”
Danica rises up and Crystal immediately takes off as she kicks her with a Shotgun Dropkick in the chest that sends her to the mat. The other Luchadora Sombra rises up and Hilton doesn’t waste any time as she sprints leaping up and takes her off of her feet with a Hurricanrana. She feels the electricity of the crowd until she is grabbed from behind by Emery Coleridge. The Socialite places her into a tight Sleeper as Hilton does everything in her power to try to break out of the hold. Crystal throws back elbows trying to nail Emery in the ribs and stomps her feet aiming at the rich girl’s toes but the billionaire shifts out of the way each time, inadvertently drawing them closer to the ropes.
“It won’t be long until I eventually shift and put you to sleep with my Bitch Nap!”
As Emery puts Crystal on the road to Dreamland, La Sombra rolls under the bottom rope to the apron and lets herself slip off the edge to puddle on the padded arena floor. She took a lot of moves in a row and needs to stay under the radar until the Canuck can get her second wind. Luckily, the women in the ring have other victims in mind; Debra’s slinking just outside of Emery’s peripheral vision and concocting a plan to take both out at the same time. “Maybe I can tackle them both to the outside, DDT one of them against the stairs and shove ‘em back in the ring for a pin. Yeah, that should do it…”
Debra sets her feet and bursts forward- “Urrk!” a hand on the back of her top stops The Countess in her tracks and briefly chokes Debra with her own collar. She finds herself dragged and thrown into a corner where Danica Dadal bends her left arm into a right angle and swings her bicep into Debra’s chin, rattling her teeth with a European Uppercut!
“I didn’t forget about you, sugar lumps!” Danica treats Sugerman to an increasingly loud series of Knife-Edge Chops that makes the Southerner yelp and reel back with each Crack! “You’ve been talking trash, about how I got lucky last time. Does this feel like luck?” Crack!
As Debra’s getting pounded into molasses, Crystal’s fading fast. Her arms leaden as her face takes on a pink hue; Emery signals the referee with her eyes to check the actress and verify a long overdue elimination. But when the zebra nears, Crystal kicks her legs up and lets her weight drop her shapely ass to the canvas. Caught off guard, Emery lurches over with Crystal and checks her chin on the actress’s shoulder. Emery shoots back up stunned, stepping on fenceposts and arms windmilling; Crystal somersaults to her feet and lunges for the brunette, taking her by the shoulder and waistband and giving her the bum’s rush over the top rope! The heiress’s fingers catch on the strand at the last moment letting Emery clumsily save herself from a bad fall with a boot on the edge of the apron. Crystal sees she didn’t get the splat she wanted and sprints to the other side of the ring. She bounces off the set of ropes and hightails it back to Emery, jumping forward to Shotgun Dropkick the billionaire out of the ring!
OOOHHHH! “Aaaah!!”
The FAWNatics echo worry and astonishment as Coleridge dodges Hilton like a matador letting the Afro-Latina fly like a rocket out of the Squared Circle into a cringe-worthy back bump on the floor! Crystal’s face screws up in agony as she arches her spine up and gnarls her fingers; she writhes on the mat as she tries to swallow back another scream. That she didn’t clip her head on the apron’s edge is a saving grace, but this is potentially a match-ending blunder for The Burning Rose. And Emery looks to make that a reality; after looking over her shoulder to measure the distance, Emery shakes her hips to get the audience hooting before she flips back with a graceful Moonsault from the apron!
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The heiress flattens Crystal in a spot that tells everyone she’s worthy of being in this match. The crowd roars for the newly made fan favorite and Emery stands up as she yanks Crystal by the hair and rolls her inside the ring. Emery pulls the actress up by her long locks once again, grinning before lifting her high into the air and dropping her as hard as she possibly can with a Brainbuster. Nearby, Debra’s at the receiving end of a mudhole stomping. She’s in a seat in the corner getting endless boots to the breast and belly, The Polish Pitbull takes behind-the-back smack talk personally. Hearing the Thwam! of Crystal hitting the mat, Danica looks over to see her out cold on the mat. She looks back up and she and Emery lock eyes.
“It’s clear you are worthy of a good fight. Why don’t the two of us clear the ring a bit!”
Emery nods her head. “I was thinking the same thing. It is a little crowded in here”
Danica doesn’t waste any time as she brings up the sugar peddler out of the buckles and drops Debra down with a DDT. Both blondes are looking unconscious as Emery focuses on Hilton.
“Let’s get rid of her first.”
Emery drops down to the ground as she sits beside Crystal. “It’s time for a Bitch to take a nap”
She smirks as she places Crystal into her Bitch Nap; she wraps her strong legs around the actress’s head in a Figure-Four Headscissors and begins to squeeze. Crystal shudders back to life as her clammy prison presses insufferably tighter and lets out hoarse and indignant cries as Emery tugs on her hair.
The Bitch Nap
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Emery yanks hard as Crystal tries her best to fight out of the finishing maneuver. Danica grins as she places her knees on Crystal’s arms forcing them to be planted onto the mat. She grabs Hilton’s arms and positions them behind the Latina’s back before she looks at Emery.
“I am going to help you with this elimination.”
With that, Danica adjusts her top to get more of the girls showing as she watches Emery yank back on Crystal’s hair, making the Lightweight scream out precious oxygen that’ll be worth more than gold soon. Danica takes this moment to use her massive breasts to smother Crystal’s face. Hilton tries to kick her legs about but can’t as she is firmly trapped. While Hilton’s getting it at both ends, Sugerman slowly climbs the ropes to get to her feet. Stooping the submission right now doesn’t make sense, so she’ll get her revenge later. Danica looks at the zebra.
“Give her a few moments. She is going to be knocked out, I guarantee you.”
The crowd rallies behind the Latina as she tries her best to fight back but it doesn’t seem to be any use as her efforts slowly begin to die down. Crystal is fading fast but suddenly, the crowd yells excitedly as everyone is on their feet.
Juliet Morgan has her way back to the ring. She ascends to the top of the ropes as she leaps over the Submission attempt and lands on top of Sugerman with a Frogsplash. She stands up and the zebra gets in her face but she pleads back in return. After a confrontation, he calls the announcer over.
“Juliet Morgan has now officially entered the match”
Juliet smiles at the rightful decision as she turns her attention to Danica and Emery.
“Now the fun begins… Remember how you smothered me out?! I am taking you out!”
Juliet quickly moves to the top of the ropes. It is apparent Crystal is out like a light as Danica turns her attention to the zebra.
“You better not… Hurry up and check her!”
The zebra hurries up and checks Crystal’s arm as he lifts it up and it falls limply at her side once.
Juliet however, leaps off the top as she tries to nail her finishing double rotation Moonsault on all three opponents, mainly Danica.
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The ring shakes under the avalanche of female bodies spilling onto it's surface. Danica and Emery are knocked flat, they brace Hilton and cushion some of the impact but in her weakened state all the air is crushed from her body. Juliet bounces off their chests and accidentaly hits them with a second,minature splash and spreads her weight out as much possible. She’s going to eliminate three women at the same time!
ONE!!
TWO!!
TNOOO!!!
There’s no movement from Crystal but Emery and Danica shove the Rocker two feet in the air in their kickout, depositing Juliet on her front some space away on the mat. Juliet’s up quick as a whip and readies her next action while The Pitbull and The Heiress scramble to stand. Emery’s up first and rushes at the delayed contender with a Clothesline, but the fresher Juliet easily dodges under the scythe. Emery halts and pivots to face her- and gets a kick to the chin for the trouble! The brunette stumbles back with eyes rolling and vision filled with rock stars, and hits the tipping point after her third step. Emery’s saved from a fall and potential pin by her nearness to the ropes; the billionaire leans hard into the strands and springs back onto her feet, teetering forward a few feet till she’s finally knocked flat by a Discus Clothesline by the mighty Morgan!
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Juliet gleefully taunts the rich girl counting the houselights, “You’re so rich. How about you buy some wrestling lessons!”
Pwak! Juliet arcs her back and seizes when she feels a small but powerful fist strike her in the kidney. The Polish Pitbull’s back in the fray; Danica bows her with a Forearm strike to the back of the neck, “If you got time to chat, you’ve got time to fight!” Danica grabs her by the wrist and sends the Scot to a corner with an Irish Whip-No! Juliet reverses the Whip and sends Danica jiggling to the corner; the bustiest blonde turns in time to hit the leather padded buckles with her back, but is too late to stop Juliet’s Yakuza Kick from blasting her the face! Danica’s rocked by kick and fully turns under it’s force, now facing outside the ring with a dazed expression. Juliet slips her arms under Dadal’s in a tight Full Nelson and walks her out of the corner. She growls in her ear, “Take your own advice!”
Juliet snaps back with more skill and power than we’ve ever seen out of the Rocker and plants Danica into the canvas with a Dragon Suplex!
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Juliet slips free from Danica’s ruined form while the floor of the ring is still vibrating leaving the former Squire in a matchbook, Danica’s delicious derrerire clad in her tight white pants captured by thousands of cellphones in the span of a second. Juliet spreads her arms out wide and spins in a fast circle as she yells out “I belong here, don’t I!?”
Juliet gets a heartwarming affirmation from the masses in the stands, rudely interrupted by Sugarman nailing her in the back of the head with a Running Knee! Morgan drops, from potential champion to ragdoll in a split second. Debra brags to the latest blonde to enter the match as she steps on the back of Morgan’s thighs and hooks the Scot's feet around her calves. “You're all so scatterbrained, I could have played possum all match.” Debra snatches Juliet’s wrists and twists the Rocker’s arms as she rolls onto her back, raising the painfully taut highflyer into the air with a Romero Special!
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Juliet’s eyes bulge as a shocked howl erupts from her lips “AAAH!” There’s a burning fire in her knees, shoulders, back and arms. Fans can tell Debra’s been practicing this move by the sheen of sweat already coming over the girl from Glasgow and the hesitation in Juliet’s rejection when the referee asks if she wants to quit. Debra’s all smiles as she works her opponent like a car in the garage; lifting, lowering and all around torturing Juliet’s limbs. She wouldn’t normally use this move in a multi-woman match, but everyone else seems out of commission for the moment.
“Come on, Morgan! The fact that you came back after Eva knocked your ass out is impess- HeyheyHEY!”
Debra’s shocked protests weren’t directed at the suffering Morgan but the sneaking La Sombra! The Painted Lady appears on the outside of the ring and slides right in, then speedily crawls over Debra’s form in a surprise Lateral cover. The Countess is shocked to inaction, whipping her head back and forth between the curvy Canuck and Morgan in the air; she can’t let go of Morgan without getting crushed but she can’t kick out while holding Morgan!
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ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
DEBRA SUGARMAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
Sombra rolls off of Debra as a smile escapes her lips. The blonde Countess of Candyland can’t believe it as she finally breaks her hold on Juliet and questions the referee. The stripes-clad zebra informs her that she is indeed eliminated and she turns around to take her frustrations out on the Mexi-Canadian. Sombra rises to her feet and that is when Debra runs at her for that running knee to the head. Just as she is about to hit Sombra she is caught with a super kick from a now-conscious Crystal. Debra teeters as Sombra grabs Debra by her golden locks and tosses her out of the ring. The two Mexican women glance at one another as Crystal offers a grin.
“You owe me…”
Sombra smirks in return as she pushes aside and super kicks an oncoming Juliet. The Scot is on wobbly legs as she walks towards Crystal who kicks her as hard as she could in the gut. The Burning Rose grabs a hold of Morgan and tucks her head underneath an arm. She smiles as she yells to the entire crowd. “FLAME ON!!!”
Without hesitation, she falls backwards, planting Juliet’s noggin right into the mat with her Hairwhip DDT. She makes a full-body seductive cover as she looks at Sombra.
FLAME ON
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The zebra rushes over and makes a count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
JULIET MORGAN IS ELIMINATED!
Crystal keeps her eyes on Sombra but the Mexi-Canadian smiles back. “Now we are even”
The two women just stare each other down as Danica and Emery are both in a vertical stance. They turn their attention over to the Luchadoras and grin at one another. “No point in making rivals while we’re still separating the chaff from the wheat,“ explains Emery, moments before she and Dadal throw themselves at the luchadors. This wrestling match turns into a barroom brawl; no skills, just fists, kicks, and hits from all four women as they tear each other apart for the honour of the new Television Championship. The temporary team of Dadal/Coleridge begins to overcome Hilton/Sombra and beat them against the ropes and after one, two, three unanswered right crosses to the head, Dadal and Coleridge hit stereo Clotheslines that flip their opponents over the top rope onto the apron. Hilton and Sombra weren’t done yet, they reach over the strand, grab the hair of their attackers and drop to the outside, choking then slingshotting the pair on the top rope into writhing heaps on the canvas. Of the same mind, Crystal and Sombra reach in and grab a pair of ankles each, they drag the other half of the match outside and the match continues outside the bounds of the Squared Circle.
There is definitely a huge fight going on outside the ring. Crystal has Danica and tries to strike her in the face but Dadal pushes Hilton hard shoving her against the barricade. The Burning Rose’s back hits against the metal railing and the Latina can only offer a howling scream in return. Danica follows up by sprinting towards the Rose and Clotheslining the two of them into the crowd. Fans scatter as both bodies are fighting beyond the railing. Danica is up and she snatches a bucket popcorn and takes a bite of a few kernels. “Too much salt…You feeling salty Hilton?! At least you can enjoy popcorn for this box office flop!”
Hilton is on jelly legs but Danica throws the popcorn right into her face. Hilton rubs her eyes as Dadal places the bucket upside down on Crystal’s head covering her face. Crystal can’t see what’s coming as Dadal uses her foot to shove Crystal backwards causing the burning rose to be extinguished as she trips over folding chairs. Dadal isn’t done as she snatches a nearby folding chair and raises it high into the air. The actress sees through the stinging salt of the popcorn she’s about to get a improvised nose job and rolls onto her shoulders and and kicks up with both feet. Clangthunk!The desperate Dropkick hits the chair just as Danica swings it down, and riccochets onto Danica’s forehead!
“Gaaiee!” Danica howls to the moon and covers her face with both hands. The chair drops to the floor with a clatter as the bustiest blond turns her back to Hilton and blindly walks in the direction of the ring, accidentally shoulder-checkingfans in bid for safety. Crystal pushes off the worryingly sticky floor stalks after the escaping Danica, catching up with her as the ex-Squire places a hand on the guardrail. Hilton spikes a Forearm into the small of her back and pulls on her ponytail, “You’re real quick to run away when things get tough!” Crystal raises an elbow to bring it down on Danica’s sore noggin, but finds herself raised up by the waist from The Pitbull and driven down hard on the barrier, the juncture of the Latina’s thighs hammered against the cold metal of the railing. “AAAIIEE!!” As Crystal wails and tears begin to pour, Danica spits at her in anger, “You didn’t know what what tough menat till Cassva dragged you out of irrelevancy!”
As The Pitbull works her new chew toy hard, La Sombra and Emery battle by the Timekeeper’s table. The socialite and the masked Luchadora are battling back and forth. Emery gives La Sombra a shove as she tries to gain some distance but the Mexi-Canadian is on her trail. Coleridge grabs something in her hands but La Sombra is finally able to grab a hold of Emery by the hair. The socialite turns around and nails the masked beauty in the head with the ring bell. The bell rings loudly as it could be heard all the way up to the nose bleeds in the audience. Sombra grabs at her head in pain but Emery rolls the Canadian onto the announcer’s table. She cracks a wicked grin as she helps the unconscious woman up to her feet and begins to position her behind her body. She smiles yelling at the audience. “Time for an Emery Board” with that she jumps backwards. Sombra’s head collides with the table which breaks on impact.
Emery Board
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The fans are stunned as everybody begins to chant Holy Shit as loud as they can.
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
Emery is in the wreckage as she is all smiles. She runs her hands through her long brunette hair as she yells at the top of her lungs.
“JENKINS!!!!!”
The crowd roars excitedly as they have waited to see this from Emery for a very long time. Out of nowhere almost on cue her own personal butler walks onto the scene. “Yes Miss Emery?!”
She grins and she doesn’t even have to say her next line as the crowd all yell in return.
“WET WIPE!!!!”
Almost on cue he brings her a wet wipe and she uses it to wipe her hands free. She tosses it to the side as she yanks Sombra by her hair and rolls her into the ring. You could count to one hundred she was out like a light. Emery rolls back into the ring and she doesn’t even bother with a pin fall. She wants to make an example. She sits behind Sombra where she locks her long curvy legs around the masked beauty’s head. She applies her head scissors “Bitch Nap” as tight as possible as she screams at the referee.
“CHECK HER!!!”
As the referee nears she gestures for Jenkins to hand her another wet wipe which is done immediately. Applying watermelon-cracking force with her legs causes Sombra to drowsily moan and swish her feet on the mat. The referee takes the luchador’s wrist as Emery audaciously uses the fresh wet wipe on La Sombra’s face! Clearing away the carefully applied, culturally significant facepaint. This is a HUGE slap in the face to her opponent, and to their mutual friend and Sombra’s stablemate, Olunike.
The official raises La Sombra’s arm once, twice, thrice- no movement from the Canuck. He makes the call to the announcer.
LA SOMBRA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Emery releases the Headscissors but doesn’t stop rubbing the cloth over La Sombra’s face till every speck of paint is gone and Lucia’s beautiful, sleeping is clear for the cameras to take in. Emery pulls on her hair to raise La Sombra’s face to the camera, “Isn’t she pretty? You’re all welcome!”
Outside the ring Danica steps over the barricade as she lifts Crystal off the railing and sets her up with an Olympic Slam, the audience cringes seeing the actress’s body crash into the arean’s floor, padded or not it’s harder than the ring and that’s no picnic either. Danica has no mercy for the Burning Rose and moves into the second phase of Wotjek’s Revenge; no taunting or jiggling the girls to the FAWNatics, Crystal has gotten under The pitbull’s skin and on her shit list. She puts a horrific tremor through the actress’s body with a rolling cutter right on the floor. The flame has officially been extinguished as Danica lowers herself over Hilton’s unconscious form. “I bet you are used to this by now but night night once again!”
With that she sits on Crystal’s stomach and places her arms underneath Hilton. She lifts Crystall’s head upwards and right into her massive double Ds. The rose has withered as drool slides down Dadal’s white top. The crowd roars with excitement as Crystal taps out furiously.
“YOU SEE THAT… SHE’S TAPPING OUT!!!”
Crystal’s legs frantically kick about and it's apparent she can’t go anywhere. She keeps her smother applied even tighter until Crystal isn’t resisting anymore and her unconscious form is underneath the blonde. The audience begins to boo as Emery kicks La Sombra outside the ring and leans over the ropes staring at Danica.
“Hey Fido… If you are done playing with your chew toy why don’t you throw her into this ring so we can eliminate her once and for all.”
Emery places her hands on her hips as she takes annoyance in Danica playing with her prey for longer than it needs to be. Danica grips the back of Crystal’s head and uses it to guide her face on a very thorough tour of her cleavage, scrub-scrub-scrubbing away as she talks back to the haughty hottie giving her orders, “Either come down here to continue the fight, or back up o the corner to let me in. Don’t try to Karen me into losing, it’s not happening!”
Emery rolls her eyes with a huff and walks to the farthest corner away from Danica and crosses her arms, “Alright, hurry up!”
Dadal pulls Hilton’s face from HER hills, a clip of the match that will circulate with add ‘pop!’ sound effect within 24 hours, and drags the croken actress to her feet by the hair and rolls her into the ring. Danica goes into a kneeling straddle and starts to lower herself into a boobs-on-face pin when Emery speeds across the ring and knocks her off the Latina with a Basement Dropkick! Danica’s awkwardly blown into the strands as Emery falls onto Crystal in a mini splash in the aftermath, she pulls in one of her legs and leans in as much as the billionaire,”CountcountCount!!”
The official can’t even slap a one-count before Danica tears the brunette off Crystal and yanks Emery to her feet. Roughly spinning the rich girl around to face her, Danica points a finger in Emery’s face, “What the hell are you doing? I earned the pin, just wait your turn!”
Emery thinks about it as she throws her hands up and backs away. “Fine boobilicious go for it… It’s all yours…”
Emery backs away giving Danica the room she needs to work on Crystal. Dadal turns around to finally finish the Afro-Latina off but that is when Coleridge grabs her behind. Danica was expecting it as she leaps backwards and delivers a pele kick that nails the New York native in the face. Emery reaches for her face in pain and that is when the Squire follows up by grabbing a hold of Emery’s arm and hip tosses her to the ground. She quickly rolls Coleridge ever and yanks back on her arm before wrapping her leg tightly around it with a leg scissors around the arm. “SCREAM FOR ME COLERIDGE!!!”
Scream For Me!
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Emery is screaming as Danica yanks on the other arm. Emery has nowhere to go as she screams at the top of her lungs. “Let me go you stupid plastic fake boob having barb……ARGHHHHHHHHHHH”
Coleridge tries her best to search for a way out but there doesn’t seem anywhere to go. She is a fighter though as she gives everything she has and uses her legs to try to force herself up to her feet. Danica doesn’t let go but Emery actually showcases some hidden strength. Hilton’s body is unconscious on the floor and it’s behind the two battling vixens. In a last ditch effort Coleridge struggles as she yanks her arms forward and manages to break free. The crowd is stunned as they can’t believe it. Danica is on the prow as she wants to capitalize and keep up with her assault. She walks into the unsuspecting Coleridge but what she ends up getting is a COLERIDGE CUTTER out of nowhere and right on top of Hilton. Danica is in a daze as she rolls onto her back but is still on Hilton.
Coleridge Cutter
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Coleridge sits down on Danica’s chest as she has both women pinned. “COUNT DAMMIT COUNT!!!”
The official’s getting pretty tired of Coleridge’s attitude but keeps that to himself. He drops tothe mat and does his duty.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRENOOOO!!!
Danica bucks like a mechanical bull in a power surge! Throwing Emery out of her seat on the Pitbull’s puppies. Emery whips her head at the offical in a silent plea, desperate for the three-count but gets only two fingers in a response. She punches the mat and bolts up, “No more of this, I want my title!” She takes two big handfuls of Danica’s hair and pulls the LAW wrestler to her knees, “I’ve been in FAWN longer, I deserveMMPHH!!”
Dada’s hands flash to Emery’s coif and plunges the billionaire’s features into her cleavage! Twisting like mating snakes, Danica wrenches Emery to the ground and rolls with her till she’s on top of the germaphopic brunette with her calves bracing against Emery’s arms. Grabbing her own elbows for extra power in the squeeze, Danica rides through any resistance and tries t steal a slou with her Front Sleeper, “It’s my time! It’s always been my time! You’re just here to assume the position!”
Emery’s screams and threats are muffled by and vibrate through Danica’s all encompassing bosom… but there’s no escape. The screams and kicks die down and the brunette goes still. His trained eye catching the lack of life in her limbs, the ref makes the call.
EMERY COLERIDGE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Danica smiled as only two remained. She turns her attention over to Crystal Hilton as she cracks a wicked grin. The Zebra breathes a sigh of relief as Emery is finally out of the match. Dadal sits on top of Emery and does the same thing she did to Coleridge.
“It’s about time to take one last ride, and beat you a THIRD time in this match. You are used to being on your back by now.” With that Danica places her knees on Crystal’s calves. She grabs her own elbows in her front sleeper and yanks Crystal's head into her precious hills. Hilton is semi conscious as she gets a one way ticket to dreamville. However the biggest mistake is Hilton’s arm’s are free. Danica rocks back and forth but Hilton uses her arms to fight back. In a desperation effort she throws her arms up and locks them tightly around Danica’s neck. Both women have each other in a double choke.
The fans are on their fight as they cheer both competitors onward.
LET’S GO CRYSTAL!
GO DANICA GO!
LET’S GO CRYSTAL!
GO DANICA GO!
The chokehold of Crystal is tight as she has Danica’s windpipe in her grasps however the smother is also locked on tightly as well. Both women keep fighting until Crystal passes out but moments later Danica is out as well. The zebra looks at both of them and checks their arm as they both fall to the ground and he motions to the time keeper.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… BOTH COMPETITORS ARE BOTH OUT AND THEREFORE THIS IS A DRAW… HOWEVER A CHAMPION NEEDS TO BE CROWNED AND THIS MATCH WILL CONTINUE!!! WE ARE AT THE 55 MINUTE MARK WITH 5 MINUTES REMAINING!”
The crowd are all on their feet as both women slowly stir on the ground. Danica however manages to get up first and she drags Hilton to her feet. She mocks Crystal tucking her underneath an arm and looks at the audience.
“Flame On!!!”
TWO MINUTES REMAINING!
Danica looks to finish Crystal off with her own ddt. However Crystal is able to roll out of the move and school girl pin’s Danica for a pin fall attempt.
ONE MINUTE REMAINING!
ONE…
TWO….
Danica is able to kick out of the move but as she bridges upwards it is at this moment that Hilton yanks back down on the blonde as she wraps her legs around Dadal’s arms. She uses her arms to wrap tightly around Danica’s head as she arches back in desperation with her Photosynthesis submission!
PHOTOSYNTHESIS
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The crowd are standing tall as they all watch the Squire try to fight through the pain.
Ten Seconds Remaining.
“TAPPPPPPPPP…. GIVE IT UP DADAL!!!”
“NO… NEVEARGHHHHHHHHH…”
Crystal yanks back harder and harder as she gives it everything she got. Danica fights back but she keeps shaking her head.
“Do you give up Dadal?!”
Danica can’t say much as she begins to pass out. She is out of it.
TIME IS UP…. DING DING DING!!!
The crowd are all on their feet as they await in anticipation the ruling on their match. The Zebra calls the announcer over and exchanges words with him.
“TIME HAS EXPIRED… HOWEVER I HAVE BEEN INFORMED THAT WITH ONE SECOND LEFT ON THE CLOCK DANICA HAS PASSED OUT. THEREFORE AS A RESULT OF A KNOCKOUT AND YOUR NEW FAWN TELEVISION CHAMPION CRYSTAL HILTON!!!”
The timekeeper hands the referee a newly designed Television Championship. He holds it before helping the Afro-Latina to her feet and hands it to her. Crystal stumbles as she clutches onto the championship and falls onto her knees holding her tightly. She finally stands tall and raises the title high above her head.
“I DID IT… IT FINALLY FEELS GOOD TO BE A WINNER!!!”
Crystal climbs to the top rope and raises the championship high into the air. Cassava Onika rushes to the ring and claps her hands together for her friend. “You did it…”
Crystal nods her head as she watches Danica reach for her neck. Hilton offers Danica a hand and helps her to her feet.
“You got lucky box office flop…”
Hilton however extends a hand looking right into Danica’s eyes.
“Some time soon… Let’s run this back at one hundred percent… I Quit Match for this title…Whoever fight’s until they can’t fight anymore deserve’s to be champion”
Danica looks at the title as Crystal extends a hand and Danica embraces it as Hilton raises the title high into the air.
“The next match is a six-way Elimination for the reinstated Television Championship! Eliminations are by pinfall, and the match is set with a 60-minute time limit! Introducing first…!”
The FAWNtron screen goes stark white, a rubber stamp slams down, leaving an imprint of the Canadian flag in red ink. A baritone-heavy, men’s choir sings, “OOOHHHHH, CAAAAANNNAADAAAA!!”
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A woman is seen only from the neck down in an extravagantly colourful and flowing dress dances across the screen. In her wake, footage of high-flying and acrobatics maneuvers performed by a luchadora plays as Mexican Hip Hop pours through the speakers.
La Sombra breaks through the curtains like a runway model and looks at the untamed territory of FAWN with an alluring yet mischievous smile. Eyes full of mirth... and a face painted like a Día de Los Muertos sugar skull.
LA SOMBRA
The Canadian luchadora wears tight red pants whose legs consisted of a very sheer, imperial red mesh that showed off her chiselled legs. The mesh connects to barn red leather bikini bottoms decorated with black, metal buttons around the waist and leg holes. Covering her ample breasts is a bikini top in the same style as her bottoms, the top half of her breast puffing over the edge of the fabric. Overtop was a sleeved crop top made of the same material as the pant legs. Red boots with a white maple leaf on each heel cap her look off.
“From Letterkenny, Ontario Canada, by way of Mexico and representing The Northern Coalition… Standing at 157cm and weighing in at 56kgs! The Laughing Skull… La Sombraaa!”
Sombra sets off to the ring, her long dark hair bouncing slightly with each step. She hops onto the apron’s edge and leans back into a supine position under the bottom rope. Sombra grabs it with her right hand and spins her body into a swift 360. A kaleidoscope of red and black flares brightly and briefly before it slows down and reforms into a person and rolls deeper into the Squared Circle. La Sombra kips up quick as a whip and presents herself to the Orlando crowd like she was a prize in a game show, wordlessly asking, “Do you approve?”
And judging by the fan’s reaction, it was an emphatic, “Yes!”
As she stands in the ring it isn’t long before Alicia Keys Empire State of Mind begins to blast all across the speakers. The moment it does that is when we see a figure wearing a matching two piece blue bikini emerging from behind the curtains. She is joined together by her following servants along with her chief butler Jenkins. Each of them carrying a box of wet wipes.
Emery Coleridge smiles as she waves to the crowd and blows kisses to those cheering her on.
EMERY COLERIDGE
“From Greenwich Village, New York standing at 5’3 and weighing in at 115lbs she is the Socialite Emery Coleridge!!”
Emery smirks as she slowly slides into the ring. She stands up as she looks at the audience. “It’s time to cleanse the competition!!!!”
UR FUCKIN HEAD SPLIT- NECRO
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A stream of violent hip-hop pours through the speakers and the crowd gets on its feet! LAW’s most popular star and one of wrestling’s sexiest wild cards makes her appearance.
“From Phoenix, Arizona by way of Atascadero … Standing at five feet, three inches… weighing in at one hundred and twenty-three pounds… No longer a Squire, she is The Polish Pitbull, The Beautiful Berserker, DANICA DADAL!!”
DANICA DADAL
Stepping through the curtains is the last kind of person you’d think to associate with this kind of music. With a toothy grin on her face is the once sweet and supportive, diminutive Squire to the virtuous Victoria Hackenschmidt’s Knight. The honey blonde breaks into a full smile at the uproarious reaction to her presence. Poking the tip of her tongue out between her rows of teeth; Dadal spreads her arms wide and does a little twirl like she’s trying on a new dress for prom. She points a finger at a nearby camera and talks through the lens like she’s speaking to a friend at the club, “Hope those girls are thirsty, cause I got two big jugs they nurse on while I claim my first FAWN title! ”
Danica saunters down the ramp with a bit of a light-hearted swagger in her step. The sassy stride gives her bra busters an enticing wobble as she reaches out to slap the hands of fans. She wears white boots and white pants that shine under the lights, the hemline starting just above the curve of her peach-shaped ass. Along each leg are silver buttons that travel down the mid-calf where the pants bell-bottomed out over her white boots. Her
long, honey-blond hair is worn in a loose ponytail via silver scrunchy. Her sleeveless blouse is tucked neatly into her pants, and the line of silver buttons on the white shirt is visibly straining to keep Danica’s mountainous mammaries hidden from the lustful eyes of the audience.
Danica flips off one of her few hecklers in the stands and focuses on the fight at hand. She climbs up the ring steps, steps through the ropes and sets up shop in a corner.
Danica warms up by hopping from foot to foot, sending her much salivated-over breasts into distracting jiggles. She’s eyeing up the competition already in the ring ad preparing for any wild cards that might head down the ramp.
The loud sounds of “So What” by Pink blasts across the speaker system. At that moment, a blonde wearing a Union jack one piece makes her way from behind the curtains. She throws up the devil horns as she sprints passionately to the ring. The crowd seems to be moshing out as she waves.
“And making her way to the ring from Glasgow Scotland, she is the garage band rocker Juliet M….”
Before the announcer could even finish that statement a woman blind sides Juliet by throwing her into the barricade. The woman is wearing a matching purple and silver bikini bottom and top combo. She grins as the crowd boos her and immediately runs into the ring yelling at the announcer.
“Seeing as Juliet will not be able to compete, she is being replaced by the Panther Eva May!!!!”
EVA MAY
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The charismatic wrestler and former mascot of her family’s company, Debra Sugerman, playfully marches out of the curtain, twirling her literal candy cane. The lightweight masterfully leads the masses in a wave of cheers travelling from one side of the building to the other, each one of the thousands-strong crowd following the arc of her baton like a symphony obeying its maestro.
“Weighing in at 121lbs, standing 5 feet and 5 inches, and hails from Valdosta, Georgia, by way of Stone Mountain. The face of Sugerman Confectionary, and it’s the Sweetest you’ll ever see! Debra ‘Little Debbieee’ Suugerrrmaaan!!!”
DEBRA SUGERMAN
Step inside, walk this way
You and me, babe
Hey, hey
The people are singing along to Ninja Sex Party’s cover within the first beats of the song, bobbing and swaying while they take in the bright-eyed and bushy-tailed newcomer. Fans of beach fighting and FAWN’s newest Indie partner LAW (Ladies of Adventurous Wrestling), know the young rookie will put on a show the moment she's in the public eye. From head to ankle, Debra’s gear is a swirling rainbow of sequins glittering under the harsh lights of FAWN, and if you look close enough, each bead resembles a wrapped hard candy. The radiant sweets travelled up each arm from the wrist into the turtle neck of a VERY cropped top, the hemline serving as the bottom of the cups for her pert chest, with a wide triangle panel cut out to show off the sweets. After miles of bare, lightly toned belly is a pair of tight pants that clung to her legs like a candy coating, patches of material are cut out from the side of each leg, so Debra’s pale skin pushes through the opening. Hence, SUGERMAN blazed no matter what angle you saw the Countess of Candyland.
Debra twirls her 4-foot cane in front of her through two arcs before pointing it straight to the sky. The apparent signal turns the house lights back on. The walking instrument resembled a candy cane with a green gumdrop bottom that consisted of rubber with a glitter dusting. Instead of a hook or knob, the baton exploded at its top with a bouquet of round lollipops. Shaking her hips to the beat and singing of the crowd, Debra plucks a pomegranate-flavoured sucker out of the arrangement and gives it a quick tongue lashing. Pointing the now glistening candy at the camera zooming in, Sugerman chirps in a southern accent, “After I win this belt expect some free chocolate championships at the next show!!"
She places the confection back between her smiling lips before setting off on a hip-swivelling march around the ring. The candy heiress’s wavy blonde hair tickles the nape of her neck with each timed step, Debra encourages the masses to continue their serenade by swinging and pointing the cane to guide the fans’ voices, playing choirmaster to the largest choir in the world.
Take a bottle!
Shake it up!
Break the bubble!
Break it up!
As the crowd is about to launch into the chorus, Debra sprints up the ring steps, her candy-apple red running shoes reflecting the light. Debra spins against the ropes along the apron, not stopping till she’s dead center in the Hard cam’s sight; Debra tucks in her arms, holding the cane horizontally and crouches low into a tight ball. Tensing like a coiled spring, Sugerman hears the chorus start and bursts into the air! Spreading her limbs out and straight, she lands on the apron in a wide stance like a jubilant star. Packets of sugar drop from the ceiling and scatter onto the audience as the FAWNatics loudly sing.
Pour some sugar on me!!
Debra takes up residence in the last unoccupied corner, stretching herself over the top ropes like they were a hammock, dismissively waving at her opponents, “If y’all want to just lie down and let me pin you, I promise not to judge.”
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The entire arena fades to black as we are left in nothing but darkness. All of a sudden Crystal's voice can be heard all throughout the speaker systems.
"Your smile makes my heart explode!"
As soon as that is said explosions can be heard going off as we are treated to some flame pyros. The fans cheer loudly in return.
Smile Bomb by Caitlyn Myers plays across the speakers and it is at that moment when the blonde-haired "Burning Rose" Crystal Hilton walks from the curtains.
CRYSTAL HILTON
Crystal smiles as she waves her hands to the overly excited crowd. She claps the outstretched hands of the fans. She runs up the stairs and walks to the middle of the apron. She flicks her hair before she drops down into a split that gains even more cheers. She slides into the ring and as soon as she is inside she kips up to her feet. The crowd starts to cheer her as loudly as she can as she grins.
“And now standing in the ring from Los Angeles, California by Detroit Michigan she is…”
Before the announcer can finish Crystal snatches the microphone as she begins to finish speaking for him.
“Sorry… I will take it from here. I am the Burning Rose! The Charismatic Cosplaying princess… Ladies and gentlemen I am the Awesome Actress I am Crystal Hilton!!!!!!!”
With that, the crowd cheers as loudly as possible as she blows kisses to everyone. She winks as Eva May crosses her arms at her glaring daggers.
“I can’t wait to send you back to the dump that is Detroit, Michigan! You bargain bin actress!”
Crystal just cracks a smile as she looks at everybody in the ring.
“Take a number… Tonight it’s about the Television Championship and as an actress I do believe I am the best thing on TV. It’s time to make it official!”
She throws the microphone to the side as she waits in her respective part of the ring.
The referee looks at all six competitors before he is handed the newly reinstated Fawn Television Championship. He raises it high into the air as all six competitors glance at it. He hands the belt to somebody at ringside before he calls for the bell. The bell sounds loudly which signifies the beginning of the match. The Detroit native is startled as the fans roar loudly with chants towards her.
CRYSTAL!
CRYSTAL!
CRYSTAL!
Hilton turns around taking a bow before she blows kisses to all of them. Eva however doesn’t appreciate the attention she is getting and immediately grabs Crystal from behind with a schoolgirl. The referee notices it and begins to make a pin.
ONE…
TWO…
But suddenly Crystal is able to shift and now she is the one on top. The referee begins to count again and Crystal makes sure to grab a firm hold on the Panther’s purple and black bottoms, almost yanking them into a wedgie. However in a match like this all is legal and the referee doesn’t even see it.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
Eva May is finally able to break out but it’s just a second too late. The referee calls for the bell and Eva is absolutely furious as the announcer begins to speak.
EVA MAY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Eva begins to complain to the referee as Hilton stands up smirking. The crowd continuing to be behind her as she waves bye to the Panther. Eva quickly turns her attention to Crystal to try to take her out but the Panther is yanked out of the ring by Juliet which gains a positive reaction from the crowd. Morgan fights her on the outside but Eva pushes her as hard as she can. She tries to get out of dodge as Juliet is in pursuit and follows her back through the curtains. Five women are now in the ring as everybody just glances at each other.
JULIET MORGAN
“Hmm,” La Sombra hums as she measures Crystal a touch more than the others, “You seem different tonight.”
Crystal smiles as she waves at Sombra. “Me and Cassava had a chat in the back and she just wants me to be myself, not the facade of an actress that I put on for the cameras. Best of luck to you…”
La Sombra grins, “Not gonna need it!” and bursts into a sprint at Crystal, the American-Latina is caught on her back foot and easy prey for the Coalitionite as she leaps up and snaps her toned legs around Hilton’s head. La Sombra swings her body back and throws Crystal head over heels onto the canvas with a running Huricanrana.
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Crystal bounces on the hardwood ring floor with a grimace, her bright mood slightly souring. She tries to keep the warm feeling the conversation with Cassava backstage gave her as Emery and Danica go for the most vulnerable target and rain down a torrent of stomps as curls protectively onto her side. Out of sight and mind, Sugerman drops to the mat and slides out of the ring, keeping low with her eyes just above the apron’s edge. The Countess observes and analyzes the situation as she links around the ring, “Mama didn’t raise no fool..” she whispers to herself, “Let the riff-raff punch each other tired.”
Back in the ring, Danica’s all smiles as she boots Crystal over and over on the thighs, “You came for another Jugging? I’m happy to oblige if that’s- AaH!”
With her legs out in front of her, La Sombra flies over the prone actress in the space between Danica and Emery and grabs the backs of their heads. The Painted Lady lands comfortably on her gymnastically toned ass while The Pitbull and the Heiress greet the canvas nose-first.
DOUBLE BULLDOG
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Her opponents greet the deck with a Thwam and roll in opposite directions holding their faces (Danica’s cussing up a storm). La Sombra bounces off her seat to her feet like she’s spring-loaded and throws up a fist, “Air Canada, flying 24/7!”
The Mexi-Canadian’s feeling herself when she feels arms snake around her abdomen in a tight Waistlock and lips curling against her ear as Crystal growls, “Looks like you’re about to crash!” and rears back with the luchadora in hand, planting Sombra on her neck and shoulders with a German Suplex. That waist stays locked in as Hilton rolls to her feet and stands back up, cuddling with a more malleable Canuck. La Sombra’s fingers dig and scratch at the actress’ clasped hands seeking to break the grip, but can’t find an entrance.
“Nope, no getting out of this,” Crystal gloats as she inches them deeper into the ring, “I’m hitting my stride and there’s no stopping me n-” She feels two large, warm, familiar objects pressing into her back. Crystal croaks when Danica’s arms wrap around and squeeze her middle with bruising strength. The Polish Pitbull tenses her envious glutes. heaves Sombra AND Crystal overhead, and bashes them both into the mat!
DOUBLE(D) SUPLEX
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The FAWNatics get loud and rowdy at the tiny juggernaut’s show of strength; Danica spreads her arms out wide and shimmies her shoulders to get her most famous features ajiggling; rumour has it every time she does this, her merch sales spike another 15%. “Don’t worry folks! You’ll see me jug someone out sooner rather than later!” She scoops Crystal off the mat and gives her the bum’s rush out of the ring, where she falls onto the padded pavement with an audible smack! Daddy Dadal turns to the still-stunned and supine La Sombra, rattled by the consecutive Suplexes.
“Okay, looks like you’re the second eliminationaAArGh!”
Having stealthily climbed to the top of a corner, Sugerman launches herself at Danica and pancakes her proud puppies with a Missile Dropkick and squashes Sombra with a Diving Senton at the same time!
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Meanwhile, Emery doesn’t waste any time as she climbs the top of the ropes and leaps off with a frog splash that connects flush on the pile of pulchritude. The four women are on the ring floor as the crowd begins to go crazy as Crystal jumps onto the apron.
She spots the four women that are all struggling to make it to their feet. The Afro-Latina doesn’t waste any time as she climbs up to the top of the turnbuckles. The four women rise up to a vertical stance and it is at that moment that Crystal leaps off, driving her body against all four of them with a twisting senton. Crystal’s body lands on top and she slowly rises to her feet, holding her chest in pain as she screams at the audience.
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“How is that for a picture-perfect Kodak moment!”
With that the crowd welcomes her with multiple flashes from their cameras. Crystal is excited as she looks at all of her opponents and sees that Debra is the first one to start moving. She immediately grabs her, and Irish whips her into the corner turnbuckle. Crystal sprints towards her, doing a cartwheel before nailing her with a backwards elbow right to her face. Debra reaches for her face in pain and Crystal has already taken the moment to tuck Sugerman underneath an arm.
“This is for gloating about your first win over me!”
Crystal has Debra’s head hooked tightly. She explodes out of the corner and drops Debra as hard as she can against the canvas with a bulldog. Crystal stands up as she begs Danica to stand up.
“And this is for smothering me!”
Danica rises up and Crystal immediately takes off as she kicks her with a Shotgun Dropkick in the chest that sends her to the mat. The other Luchadora Sombra rises up and Hilton doesn’t waste any time as she sprints leaping up and takes her off of her feet with a Hurricanrana. She feels the electricity of the crowd until she is grabbed from behind by Emery Coleridge. The Socialite places her into a tight Sleeper as Hilton does everything in her power to try to break out of the hold. Crystal throws back elbows trying to nail Emery in the ribs and stomps her feet aiming at the rich girl’s toes but the billionaire shifts out of the way each time, inadvertently drawing them closer to the ropes.
“It won’t be long until I eventually shift and put you to sleep with my Bitch Nap!”
As Emery puts Crystal on the road to Dreamland, La Sombra rolls under the bottom rope to the apron and lets herself slip off the edge to puddle on the padded arena floor. She took a lot of moves in a row and needs to stay under the radar until the Canuck can get her second wind. Luckily, the women in the ring have other victims in mind; Debra’s slinking just outside of Emery’s peripheral vision and concocting a plan to take both out at the same time. “Maybe I can tackle them both to the outside, DDT one of them against the stairs and shove ‘em back in the ring for a pin. Yeah, that should do it…”
Debra sets her feet and bursts forward- “Urrk!” a hand on the back of her top stops The Countess in her tracks and briefly chokes Debra with her own collar. She finds herself dragged and thrown into a corner where Danica Dadal bends her left arm into a right angle and swings her bicep into Debra’s chin, rattling her teeth with a European Uppercut!
“I didn’t forget about you, sugar lumps!” Danica treats Sugerman to an increasingly loud series of Knife-Edge Chops that makes the Southerner yelp and reel back with each Crack! “You’ve been talking trash, about how I got lucky last time. Does this feel like luck?” Crack!
As Debra’s getting pounded into molasses, Crystal’s fading fast. Her arms leaden as her face takes on a pink hue; Emery signals the referee with her eyes to check the actress and verify a long overdue elimination. But when the zebra nears, Crystal kicks her legs up and lets her weight drop her shapely ass to the canvas. Caught off guard, Emery lurches over with Crystal and checks her chin on the actress’s shoulder. Emery shoots back up stunned, stepping on fenceposts and arms windmilling; Crystal somersaults to her feet and lunges for the brunette, taking her by the shoulder and waistband and giving her the bum’s rush over the top rope! The heiress’s fingers catch on the strand at the last moment letting Emery clumsily save herself from a bad fall with a boot on the edge of the apron. Crystal sees she didn’t get the splat she wanted and sprints to the other side of the ring. She bounces off the set of ropes and hightails it back to Emery, jumping forward to Shotgun Dropkick the billionaire out of the ring!
OOOHHHH! “Aaaah!!”
The FAWNatics echo worry and astonishment as Coleridge dodges Hilton like a matador letting the Afro-Latina fly like a rocket out of the Squared Circle into a cringe-worthy back bump on the floor! Crystal’s face screws up in agony as she arches her spine up and gnarls her fingers; she writhes on the mat as she tries to swallow back another scream. That she didn’t clip her head on the apron’s edge is a saving grace, but this is potentially a match-ending blunder for The Burning Rose. And Emery looks to make that a reality; after looking over her shoulder to measure the distance, Emery shakes her hips to get the audience hooting before she flips back with a graceful Moonsault from the apron!
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The heiress flattens Crystal in a spot that tells everyone she’s worthy of being in this match. The crowd roars for the newly made fan favorite and Emery stands up as she yanks Crystal by the hair and rolls her inside the ring. Emery pulls the actress up by her long locks once again, grinning before lifting her high into the air and dropping her as hard as she possibly can with a Brainbuster. Nearby, Debra’s at the receiving end of a mudhole stomping. She’s in a seat in the corner getting endless boots to the breast and belly, The Polish Pitbull takes behind-the-back smack talk personally. Hearing the Thwam! of Crystal hitting the mat, Danica looks over to see her out cold on the mat. She looks back up and she and Emery lock eyes.
“It’s clear you are worthy of a good fight. Why don’t the two of us clear the ring a bit!”
Emery nods her head. “I was thinking the same thing. It is a little crowded in here”
Danica doesn’t waste any time as she brings up the sugar peddler out of the buckles and drops Debra down with a DDT. Both blondes are looking unconscious as Emery focuses on Hilton.
“Let’s get rid of her first.”
Emery drops down to the ground as she sits beside Crystal. “It’s time for a Bitch to take a nap”
She smirks as she places Crystal into her Bitch Nap; she wraps her strong legs around the actress’s head in a Figure-Four Headscissors and begins to squeeze. Crystal shudders back to life as her clammy prison presses insufferably tighter and lets out hoarse and indignant cries as Emery tugs on her hair.
The Bitch Nap
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Emery yanks hard as Crystal tries her best to fight out of the finishing maneuver. Danica grins as she places her knees on Crystal’s arms forcing them to be planted onto the mat. She grabs Hilton’s arms and positions them behind the Latina’s back before she looks at Emery.
“I am going to help you with this elimination.”
With that, Danica adjusts her top to get more of the girls showing as she watches Emery yank back on Crystal’s hair, making the Lightweight scream out precious oxygen that’ll be worth more than gold soon. Danica takes this moment to use her massive breasts to smother Crystal’s face. Hilton tries to kick her legs about but can’t as she is firmly trapped. While Hilton’s getting it at both ends, Sugerman slowly climbs the ropes to get to her feet. Stooping the submission right now doesn’t make sense, so she’ll get her revenge later. Danica looks at the zebra.
“Give her a few moments. She is going to be knocked out, I guarantee you.”
The crowd rallies behind the Latina as she tries her best to fight back but it doesn’t seem to be any use as her efforts slowly begin to die down. Crystal is fading fast but suddenly, the crowd yells excitedly as everyone is on their feet.
Juliet Morgan has her way back to the ring. She ascends to the top of the ropes as she leaps over the Submission attempt and lands on top of Sugerman with a Frogsplash. She stands up and the zebra gets in her face but she pleads back in return. After a confrontation, he calls the announcer over.
“Juliet Morgan has now officially entered the match”
Juliet smiles at the rightful decision as she turns her attention to Danica and Emery.
“Now the fun begins… Remember how you smothered me out?! I am taking you out!”
Juliet quickly moves to the top of the ropes. It is apparent Crystal is out like a light as Danica turns her attention to the zebra.
“You better not… Hurry up and check her!”
The zebra hurries up and checks Crystal’s arm as he lifts it up and it falls limply at her side once.
Juliet however, leaps off the top as she tries to nail her finishing double rotation Moonsault on all three opponents, mainly Danica.
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The ring shakes under the avalanche of female bodies spilling onto it's surface. Danica and Emery are knocked flat, they brace Hilton and cushion some of the impact but in her weakened state all the air is crushed from her body. Juliet bounces off their chests and accidentaly hits them with a second,minature splash and spreads her weight out as much possible. She’s going to eliminate three women at the same time!
ONE!!
TWO!!
TNOOO!!!
There’s no movement from Crystal but Emery and Danica shove the Rocker two feet in the air in their kickout, depositing Juliet on her front some space away on the mat. Juliet’s up quick as a whip and readies her next action while The Pitbull and The Heiress scramble to stand. Emery’s up first and rushes at the delayed contender with a Clothesline, but the fresher Juliet easily dodges under the scythe. Emery halts and pivots to face her- and gets a kick to the chin for the trouble! The brunette stumbles back with eyes rolling and vision filled with rock stars, and hits the tipping point after her third step. Emery’s saved from a fall and potential pin by her nearness to the ropes; the billionaire leans hard into the strands and springs back onto her feet, teetering forward a few feet till she’s finally knocked flat by a Discus Clothesline by the mighty Morgan!
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Juliet gleefully taunts the rich girl counting the houselights, “You’re so rich. How about you buy some wrestling lessons!”
Pwak! Juliet arcs her back and seizes when she feels a small but powerful fist strike her in the kidney. The Polish Pitbull’s back in the fray; Danica bows her with a Forearm strike to the back of the neck, “If you got time to chat, you’ve got time to fight!” Danica grabs her by the wrist and sends the Scot to a corner with an Irish Whip-No! Juliet reverses the Whip and sends Danica jiggling to the corner; the bustiest blonde turns in time to hit the leather padded buckles with her back, but is too late to stop Juliet’s Yakuza Kick from blasting her the face! Danica’s rocked by kick and fully turns under it’s force, now facing outside the ring with a dazed expression. Juliet slips her arms under Dadal’s in a tight Full Nelson and walks her out of the corner. She growls in her ear, “Take your own advice!”
Juliet snaps back with more skill and power than we’ve ever seen out of the Rocker and plants Danica into the canvas with a Dragon Suplex!
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Juliet slips free from Danica’s ruined form while the floor of the ring is still vibrating leaving the former Squire in a matchbook, Danica’s delicious derrerire clad in her tight white pants captured by thousands of cellphones in the span of a second. Juliet spreads her arms out wide and spins in a fast circle as she yells out “I belong here, don’t I!?”
Juliet gets a heartwarming affirmation from the masses in the stands, rudely interrupted by Sugarman nailing her in the back of the head with a Running Knee! Morgan drops, from potential champion to ragdoll in a split second. Debra brags to the latest blonde to enter the match as she steps on the back of Morgan’s thighs and hooks the Scot's feet around her calves. “You're all so scatterbrained, I could have played possum all match.” Debra snatches Juliet’s wrists and twists the Rocker’s arms as she rolls onto her back, raising the painfully taut highflyer into the air with a Romero Special!
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Juliet’s eyes bulge as a shocked howl erupts from her lips “AAAH!” There’s a burning fire in her knees, shoulders, back and arms. Fans can tell Debra’s been practicing this move by the sheen of sweat already coming over the girl from Glasgow and the hesitation in Juliet’s rejection when the referee asks if she wants to quit. Debra’s all smiles as she works her opponent like a car in the garage; lifting, lowering and all around torturing Juliet’s limbs. She wouldn’t normally use this move in a multi-woman match, but everyone else seems out of commission for the moment.
“Come on, Morgan! The fact that you came back after Eva knocked your ass out is impess- HeyheyHEY!”
Debra’s shocked protests weren’t directed at the suffering Morgan but the sneaking La Sombra! The Painted Lady appears on the outside of the ring and slides right in, then speedily crawls over Debra’s form in a surprise Lateral cover. The Countess is shocked to inaction, whipping her head back and forth between the curvy Canuck and Morgan in the air; she can’t let go of Morgan without getting crushed but she can’t kick out while holding Morgan!
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ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
DEBRA SUGARMAN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!
Sombra rolls off of Debra as a smile escapes her lips. The blonde Countess of Candyland can’t believe it as she finally breaks her hold on Juliet and questions the referee. The stripes-clad zebra informs her that she is indeed eliminated and she turns around to take her frustrations out on the Mexi-Canadian. Sombra rises to her feet and that is when Debra runs at her for that running knee to the head. Just as she is about to hit Sombra she is caught with a super kick from a now-conscious Crystal. Debra teeters as Sombra grabs Debra by her golden locks and tosses her out of the ring. The two Mexican women glance at one another as Crystal offers a grin.
“You owe me…”
Sombra smirks in return as she pushes aside and super kicks an oncoming Juliet. The Scot is on wobbly legs as she walks towards Crystal who kicks her as hard as she could in the gut. The Burning Rose grabs a hold of Morgan and tucks her head underneath an arm. She smiles as she yells to the entire crowd. “FLAME ON!!!”
Without hesitation, she falls backwards, planting Juliet’s noggin right into the mat with her Hairwhip DDT. She makes a full-body seductive cover as she looks at Sombra.
FLAME ON
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The zebra rushes over and makes a count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
JULIET MORGAN IS ELIMINATED!
Crystal keeps her eyes on Sombra but the Mexi-Canadian smiles back. “Now we are even”
The two women just stare each other down as Danica and Emery are both in a vertical stance. They turn their attention over to the Luchadoras and grin at one another. “No point in making rivals while we’re still separating the chaff from the wheat,“ explains Emery, moments before she and Dadal throw themselves at the luchadors. This wrestling match turns into a barroom brawl; no skills, just fists, kicks, and hits from all four women as they tear each other apart for the honour of the new Television Championship. The temporary team of Dadal/Coleridge begins to overcome Hilton/Sombra and beat them against the ropes and after one, two, three unanswered right crosses to the head, Dadal and Coleridge hit stereo Clotheslines that flip their opponents over the top rope onto the apron. Hilton and Sombra weren’t done yet, they reach over the strand, grab the hair of their attackers and drop to the outside, choking then slingshotting the pair on the top rope into writhing heaps on the canvas. Of the same mind, Crystal and Sombra reach in and grab a pair of ankles each, they drag the other half of the match outside and the match continues outside the bounds of the Squared Circle.
There is definitely a huge fight going on outside the ring. Crystal has Danica and tries to strike her in the face but Dadal pushes Hilton hard shoving her against the barricade. The Burning Rose’s back hits against the metal railing and the Latina can only offer a howling scream in return. Danica follows up by sprinting towards the Rose and Clotheslining the two of them into the crowd. Fans scatter as both bodies are fighting beyond the railing. Danica is up and she snatches a bucket popcorn and takes a bite of a few kernels. “Too much salt…You feeling salty Hilton?! At least you can enjoy popcorn for this box office flop!”
Hilton is on jelly legs but Danica throws the popcorn right into her face. Hilton rubs her eyes as Dadal places the bucket upside down on Crystal’s head covering her face. Crystal can’t see what’s coming as Dadal uses her foot to shove Crystal backwards causing the burning rose to be extinguished as she trips over folding chairs. Dadal isn’t done as she snatches a nearby folding chair and raises it high into the air. The actress sees through the stinging salt of the popcorn she’s about to get a improvised nose job and rolls onto her shoulders and and kicks up with both feet. Clangthunk!The desperate Dropkick hits the chair just as Danica swings it down, and riccochets onto Danica’s forehead!
“Gaaiee!” Danica howls to the moon and covers her face with both hands. The chair drops to the floor with a clatter as the bustiest blond turns her back to Hilton and blindly walks in the direction of the ring, accidentally shoulder-checkingfans in bid for safety. Crystal pushes off the worryingly sticky floor stalks after the escaping Danica, catching up with her as the ex-Squire places a hand on the guardrail. Hilton spikes a Forearm into the small of her back and pulls on her ponytail, “You’re real quick to run away when things get tough!” Crystal raises an elbow to bring it down on Danica’s sore noggin, but finds herself raised up by the waist from The Pitbull and driven down hard on the barrier, the juncture of the Latina’s thighs hammered against the cold metal of the railing. “AAAIIEE!!” As Crystal wails and tears begin to pour, Danica spits at her in anger, “You didn’t know what what tough menat till Cassva dragged you out of irrelevancy!”
As The Pitbull works her new chew toy hard, La Sombra and Emery battle by the Timekeeper’s table. The socialite and the masked Luchadora are battling back and forth. Emery gives La Sombra a shove as she tries to gain some distance but the Mexi-Canadian is on her trail. Coleridge grabs something in her hands but La Sombra is finally able to grab a hold of Emery by the hair. The socialite turns around and nails the masked beauty in the head with the ring bell. The bell rings loudly as it could be heard all the way up to the nose bleeds in the audience. Sombra grabs at her head in pain but Emery rolls the Canadian onto the announcer’s table. She cracks a wicked grin as she helps the unconscious woman up to her feet and begins to position her behind her body. She smiles yelling at the audience. “Time for an Emery Board” with that she jumps backwards. Sombra’s head collides with the table which breaks on impact.
Emery Board
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The fans are stunned as everybody begins to chant Holy Shit as loud as they can.
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
Emery is in the wreckage as she is all smiles. She runs her hands through her long brunette hair as she yells at the top of her lungs.
“JENKINS!!!!!”
The crowd roars excitedly as they have waited to see this from Emery for a very long time. Out of nowhere almost on cue her own personal butler walks onto the scene. “Yes Miss Emery?!”
She grins and she doesn’t even have to say her next line as the crowd all yell in return.
“WET WIPE!!!!”
Almost on cue he brings her a wet wipe and she uses it to wipe her hands free. She tosses it to the side as she yanks Sombra by her hair and rolls her into the ring. You could count to one hundred she was out like a light. Emery rolls back into the ring and she doesn’t even bother with a pin fall. She wants to make an example. She sits behind Sombra where she locks her long curvy legs around the masked beauty’s head. She applies her head scissors “Bitch Nap” as tight as possible as she screams at the referee.
“CHECK HER!!!”
As the referee nears she gestures for Jenkins to hand her another wet wipe which is done immediately. Applying watermelon-cracking force with her legs causes Sombra to drowsily moan and swish her feet on the mat. The referee takes the luchador’s wrist as Emery audaciously uses the fresh wet wipe on La Sombra’s face! Clearing away the carefully applied, culturally significant facepaint. This is a HUGE slap in the face to her opponent, and to their mutual friend and Sombra’s stablemate, Olunike.
The official raises La Sombra’s arm once, twice, thrice- no movement from the Canuck. He makes the call to the announcer.
LA SOMBRA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Emery releases the Headscissors but doesn’t stop rubbing the cloth over La Sombra’s face till every speck of paint is gone and Lucia’s beautiful, sleeping is clear for the cameras to take in. Emery pulls on her hair to raise La Sombra’s face to the camera, “Isn’t she pretty? You’re all welcome!”
Outside the ring Danica steps over the barricade as she lifts Crystal off the railing and sets her up with an Olympic Slam, the audience cringes seeing the actress’s body crash into the arean’s floor, padded or not it’s harder than the ring and that’s no picnic either. Danica has no mercy for the Burning Rose and moves into the second phase of Wotjek’s Revenge; no taunting or jiggling the girls to the FAWNatics, Crystal has gotten under The pitbull’s skin and on her shit list. She puts a horrific tremor through the actress’s body with a rolling cutter right on the floor. The flame has officially been extinguished as Danica lowers herself over Hilton’s unconscious form. “I bet you are used to this by now but night night once again!”
With that she sits on Crystal’s stomach and places her arms underneath Hilton. She lifts Crystall’s head upwards and right into her massive double Ds. The rose has withered as drool slides down Dadal’s white top. The crowd roars with excitement as Crystal taps out furiously.
“YOU SEE THAT… SHE’S TAPPING OUT!!!”
Crystal’s legs frantically kick about and it's apparent she can’t go anywhere. She keeps her smother applied even tighter until Crystal isn’t resisting anymore and her unconscious form is underneath the blonde. The audience begins to boo as Emery kicks La Sombra outside the ring and leans over the ropes staring at Danica.
“Hey Fido… If you are done playing with your chew toy why don’t you throw her into this ring so we can eliminate her once and for all.”
Emery places her hands on her hips as she takes annoyance in Danica playing with her prey for longer than it needs to be. Danica grips the back of Crystal’s head and uses it to guide her face on a very thorough tour of her cleavage, scrub-scrub-scrubbing away as she talks back to the haughty hottie giving her orders, “Either come down here to continue the fight, or back up o the corner to let me in. Don’t try to Karen me into losing, it’s not happening!”
Emery rolls her eyes with a huff and walks to the farthest corner away from Danica and crosses her arms, “Alright, hurry up!”
Dadal pulls Hilton’s face from HER hills, a clip of the match that will circulate with add ‘pop!’ sound effect within 24 hours, and drags the croken actress to her feet by the hair and rolls her into the ring. Danica goes into a kneeling straddle and starts to lower herself into a boobs-on-face pin when Emery speeds across the ring and knocks her off the Latina with a Basement Dropkick! Danica’s awkwardly blown into the strands as Emery falls onto Crystal in a mini splash in the aftermath, she pulls in one of her legs and leans in as much as the billionaire,”CountcountCount!!”
The official can’t even slap a one-count before Danica tears the brunette off Crystal and yanks Emery to her feet. Roughly spinning the rich girl around to face her, Danica points a finger in Emery’s face, “What the hell are you doing? I earned the pin, just wait your turn!”
Emery thinks about it as she throws her hands up and backs away. “Fine boobilicious go for it… It’s all yours…”
Emery backs away giving Danica the room she needs to work on Crystal. Dadal turns around to finally finish the Afro-Latina off but that is when Coleridge grabs her behind. Danica was expecting it as she leaps backwards and delivers a pele kick that nails the New York native in the face. Emery reaches for her face in pain and that is when the Squire follows up by grabbing a hold of Emery’s arm and hip tosses her to the ground. She quickly rolls Coleridge ever and yanks back on her arm before wrapping her leg tightly around it with a leg scissors around the arm. “SCREAM FOR ME COLERIDGE!!!”
Scream For Me!
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Emery is screaming as Danica yanks on the other arm. Emery has nowhere to go as she screams at the top of her lungs. “Let me go you stupid plastic fake boob having barb……ARGHHHHHHHHHHH”
Coleridge tries her best to search for a way out but there doesn’t seem anywhere to go. She is a fighter though as she gives everything she has and uses her legs to try to force herself up to her feet. Danica doesn’t let go but Emery actually showcases some hidden strength. Hilton’s body is unconscious on the floor and it’s behind the two battling vixens. In a last ditch effort Coleridge struggles as she yanks her arms forward and manages to break free. The crowd is stunned as they can’t believe it. Danica is on the prow as she wants to capitalize and keep up with her assault. She walks into the unsuspecting Coleridge but what she ends up getting is a COLERIDGE CUTTER out of nowhere and right on top of Hilton. Danica is in a daze as she rolls onto her back but is still on Hilton.
Coleridge Cutter
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Coleridge sits down on Danica’s chest as she has both women pinned. “COUNT DAMMIT COUNT!!!”
The official’s getting pretty tired of Coleridge’s attitude but keeps that to himself. He drops tothe mat and does his duty.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRENOOOO!!!
Danica bucks like a mechanical bull in a power surge! Throwing Emery out of her seat on the Pitbull’s puppies. Emery whips her head at the offical in a silent plea, desperate for the three-count but gets only two fingers in a response. She punches the mat and bolts up, “No more of this, I want my title!” She takes two big handfuls of Danica’s hair and pulls the LAW wrestler to her knees, “I’ve been in FAWN longer, I deserveMMPHH!!”
Dada’s hands flash to Emery’s coif and plunges the billionaire’s features into her cleavage! Twisting like mating snakes, Danica wrenches Emery to the ground and rolls with her till she’s on top of the germaphopic brunette with her calves bracing against Emery’s arms. Grabbing her own elbows for extra power in the squeeze, Danica rides through any resistance and tries t steal a slou with her Front Sleeper, “It’s my time! It’s always been my time! You’re just here to assume the position!”
Emery’s screams and threats are muffled by and vibrate through Danica’s all encompassing bosom… but there’s no escape. The screams and kicks die down and the brunette goes still. His trained eye catching the lack of life in her limbs, the ref makes the call.
EMERY COLERIDGE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Danica smiled as only two remained. She turns her attention over to Crystal Hilton as she cracks a wicked grin. The Zebra breathes a sigh of relief as Emery is finally out of the match. Dadal sits on top of Emery and does the same thing she did to Coleridge.
“It’s about time to take one last ride, and beat you a THIRD time in this match. You are used to being on your back by now.” With that Danica places her knees on Crystal’s calves. She grabs her own elbows in her front sleeper and yanks Crystal's head into her precious hills. Hilton is semi conscious as she gets a one way ticket to dreamville. However the biggest mistake is Hilton’s arm’s are free. Danica rocks back and forth but Hilton uses her arms to fight back. In a desperation effort she throws her arms up and locks them tightly around Danica’s neck. Both women have each other in a double choke.
The fans are on their fight as they cheer both competitors onward.
LET’S GO CRYSTAL!
GO DANICA GO!
LET’S GO CRYSTAL!
GO DANICA GO!
The chokehold of Crystal is tight as she has Danica’s windpipe in her grasps however the smother is also locked on tightly as well. Both women keep fighting until Crystal passes out but moments later Danica is out as well. The zebra looks at both of them and checks their arm as they both fall to the ground and he motions to the time keeper.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… BOTH COMPETITORS ARE BOTH OUT AND THEREFORE THIS IS A DRAW… HOWEVER A CHAMPION NEEDS TO BE CROWNED AND THIS MATCH WILL CONTINUE!!! WE ARE AT THE 55 MINUTE MARK WITH 5 MINUTES REMAINING!”
The crowd are all on their feet as both women slowly stir on the ground. Danica however manages to get up first and she drags Hilton to her feet. She mocks Crystal tucking her underneath an arm and looks at the audience.
“Flame On!!!”
TWO MINUTES REMAINING!
Danica looks to finish Crystal off with her own ddt. However Crystal is able to roll out of the move and school girl pin’s Danica for a pin fall attempt.
ONE MINUTE REMAINING!
ONE…
TWO….
Danica is able to kick out of the move but as she bridges upwards it is at this moment that Hilton yanks back down on the blonde as she wraps her legs around Dadal’s arms. She uses her arms to wrap tightly around Danica’s head as she arches back in desperation with her Photosynthesis submission!
PHOTOSYNTHESIS
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The crowd are standing tall as they all watch the Squire try to fight through the pain.
Ten Seconds Remaining.
“TAPPPPPPPPP…. GIVE IT UP DADAL!!!”
“NO… NEVEARGHHHHHHHHH…”
Crystal yanks back harder and harder as she gives it everything she got. Danica fights back but she keeps shaking her head.
“Do you give up Dadal?!”
Danica can’t say much as she begins to pass out. She is out of it.
TIME IS UP…. DING DING DING!!!
The crowd are all on their feet as they await in anticipation the ruling on their match. The Zebra calls the announcer over and exchanges words with him.
“TIME HAS EXPIRED… HOWEVER I HAVE BEEN INFORMED THAT WITH ONE SECOND LEFT ON THE CLOCK DANICA HAS PASSED OUT. THEREFORE AS A RESULT OF A KNOCKOUT AND YOUR NEW FAWN TELEVISION CHAMPION CRYSTAL HILTON!!!”
The timekeeper hands the referee a newly designed Television Championship. He holds it before helping the Afro-Latina to her feet and hands it to her. Crystal stumbles as she clutches onto the championship and falls onto her knees holding her tightly. She finally stands tall and raises the title high above her head.
“I DID IT… IT FINALLY FEELS GOOD TO BE A WINNER!!!”
Crystal climbs to the top rope and raises the championship high into the air. Cassava Onika rushes to the ring and claps her hands together for her friend. “You did it…”
Crystal nods her head as she watches Danica reach for her neck. Hilton offers Danica a hand and helps her to her feet.
“You got lucky box office flop…”
Hilton however extends a hand looking right into Danica’s eyes.
“Some time soon… Let’s run this back at one hundred percent… I Quit Match for this title…Whoever fight’s until they can’t fight anymore deserve’s to be champion”
Danica looks at the title as Crystal extends a hand and Danica embraces it as Hilton raises the title high into the air.