Post by hawkeye on Mar 10, 2023 0:56:38 GMT
“The following match is an I Quit match for the Television Championship. The only way to win is to use a microphone and force your opponent to scream out the words I Quit. Officiating the match will be the Special Guest referee, Ariane Jones! ”
The Destroyer class cowgirl and Sheriff of FAWN steps forward from a corner and waves happily to the audience. The Texan with long auburn hair has switched out her flannel and jean shorts for some hip-hugging black lycra and zebra black and whites, tied off under her delightful bust. Of course, Ariane still retains her trademark cowboy boots.
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!!”
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, “Tonight’s the night! Crystal’s going on a motorboat ride to the land of former champions.”
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 allows Ariane to perform the pre-match patdown but she keeps her face neutral and only nods hello at the rural referee. Danica’s no fan of how Ariane and her best friend and IC champion Victoria get along.
Smile Bomb
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All of a sudden we can see photographers lining up in front of the entrance aisle. The lights begin to flicker and a red carpet is rolled down to the ring. We can see an old-school Hollywood countdown landing on the screen.
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It is at that moment that the lights begin to go really crazy and we are able to see a blonde emerging through the curtains to the sound of massive cheers from the audience. She does a twirl and lifts the brand new Fawn Television Championship high into the air before she holds it awkwardly behind her head before she starts to march her way to the ring. She adjusts the title and places it on her shoulder as she stops and admires the screaming crowd that is in front of her.
“Introducing on her way to the ring from Los Angeles, California by way of Detroit Michigan. She is the Countess of Cosplay, The Hollywood Heroine, and of course the Burning Rose. Standing at 5’5 115 pounds, the Television Champion Crystal Hilton!!!”
(Wrestlling Attire)
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Crystal Hilton
Tonight her attire appears to be a one-piece swimsuit that is from the anime One Hero Academy. She wears matching white and blue boots to go with the outfit. She smirks as she slaps the hands of the roaring crowd and starts to pose for the photographers that snap photos of her. She smiles running her hands through her long hair as she speaks out loud.
“I love all of you… Don’t forget I am the best thing on television. Watch my movies, watch my television series, and catch me at a booth at your nearest comic convention. I am YOUR TELEVISION CHAMPION!!!”
She blows kisses as she continues her way to the ring. She slides her championship into the ring before she jumps onto the apron. She looks around before doing a jumping split to enter the ring. This gains a massive pop from the audience. She picks up her championship off of the ground before she walks past Danica smiling at her. She heads for a corner and climbs to the top of the turnbuckle as she raises her title high into the air.
When Crystal hops back down and hands the belt to the referee, she sees Danica giving a polite, but genuine golf clap. “I like the new presentation you got going,” Danica nods in appreciation, locked in a friendly staredown with Crystal as she’s searched by the special guest Official. “New title, new you, huh?”
The Burning rose shakes her head with a smile, “No. It’s the old me, just without getting in my own way and with real friends who support me. I’m never losing this title.”
Danica smirks and stretches her arms above her head, arching her back and drawing attention to her fearsome rack. The two fearsome threats are made very clear to everyone in the building when their eyes instinctively drop to the Polish twins, “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Hollywood. I’m aiming to make your reign a footnote in mine.”
Crystal grins. “Listen Phoenix, is that what we are doing?! Calling each other by cities like we are in a zombieland movie, no worries tonight after I make you submit just like I did in the TV Championship brawl. You can consider that my version of the double tap!”
As the bell rings, Crystal darts out of her corner and forces Danica to circle around the ring or be positioned by the champion in the outset. After a few seconds of measuring each other, they come together in an Elbow And Collar trying to bully their opponent into a corner. Both blondes dig their feet in and travel back and forth and side to side in jerky advances; Danica’s finding it a lot harder to push Crystal around compared to their last two matches, probably because of all the work the actress has put into improving her footwork with Cassava at the gym. The tenuous stalemate breaks when Hilton slips from the tie-up with one of Dadal’s arms in a Wristlock, twisting it with an Arm Wringer, and sending the Pitbull to the ropes with an Irish Whip. As Danica runs from the actress, her jiggling front already testing the limits of her top, she can hear Crystal’s boots a few paces behind her and steps hard on the brakes before she hits the cables. Danica reaches back and grabs under Crystal’sarms as she speeds toward her and flips the champion over with a Hip Toss- Crystal counter by sticking her legs out and sitting her knees on the top strand. Crystal springs off the taut rope into a full-body swing that sends Danica tumbling across the canvas with a Springboard Arm Drag.
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Danica ends up on her ass near the ropes after a few skids on the mat. She’s quick to get up but as soon as she turns to face the champ, Danica sees Crytsal's crotch flying at her face moments before the actress’s thigh slap against her cheeks and she’s thrown head over heels with a Hurricanrana! Again The Polish Pitbull travels the ring for the second time in less than a minute not under her own power; Danica bounces off her shoulder onto a hip and awkwardly pushes off the mat by a neutral corner. If she had to guess, Danica’s thinking Crystal’s trying to keep her off balance and disoriented, and she’s right! Crystal’s finished part two of a three-part gambit; for the final touch, the TV champion sprints past Dadal as she ensnares the bustier blonde in a headlock and uses her momentum to run up the turnbuckles. They’re a whirlwind of motion as Crystal forces them into a spin before she falls backward driving Danica’s head- Wait! Danica drops into a wide stance and flexes her entire body to become unmovable as a mountain; a shocked Crystal still maintains the Headlock but is reduced to sitting on the LAW wrestler’s thigh.
“I’m not that easy!” Danica’s adorable face screws up in concentration, and using her superior strength lifts Hilton onto a shoulder, rotates her like an arrow sign, and slams the Burning Rose spine-first onto a knee!
TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER
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The Burning Rose lets out a howling scream as she rolls around the ground in pain. She reaches for her back and Danica doesn’t give her a moment to nurse any wounds. As she immediately begins to drop knees to the back of Hilton. The Afro-Latina can only moan in pain as the Polish pitbull grabs Hilton by the locks of her blonde hair and yanks her to her feet. Hilton is on wobbly legs as Danica lifts her hand back and delivers a vicious open-palm strike that could be heard in the rafters.
Hilton is forced to double over as a red palm print is implanted on her face. She ties up with Crystal into a grapple as she proceeds to deliver upward knee strikes into the stomach of the Latina. Strike after strike, and the only sign of resistance that Hilton has to offer is trying to throw her arms up to try to stop the beating. Danica delivers one final vicious blow which causes Crystal to double over. Danica takes this moment to place Hilton between her legs. She looks out into the crowd with a cocky grin. “Hopefully I can knock some sense into her!”
The crowd boos in return but Dadal shocks the entire crowd as she flips over Crystal and delivers a massive Canadian Destroyer that spikes Crystal’s head right into the canvas.
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Crystal is out like a light and Danica mounts herself on top of Crystal. She delivers more slaps to her face to get the champion cognizant as she calls Ariane over.
“Ask this chick if she is done for the night.”
Ariane has the microphone in hand as Crystal comes back to consciousness. “Do you give up sugar?!”
Crystal grimaces in pain as she struggles to try to get Danica off of her. Through clenched teeth Hilton cracks a grin as she looks right in Danica’s face. “”Arghhhh neva!!!! I won’t ever give this fake boob having chick the pleasure!!!”
Upon hearing those words Danica lifts her hand up as she tries to bring a closed fist against the face of her foe but Crystal finally musters the strength to push Danica off of her. With a boost of confidence, Hilton gains her composure as she kips up to her feet. The crowd is electric as the champion isn’t done for the night.
Danica, full of rage, tries to clothesline the Burning Rose but it seems like she has been ignited as she manages to duck under the attempt. She motions for the triple D cup star to turn around, and when she does she is met with a super kick that lands flush against the face. Danica stumbles back against the ropes and this is when Crystal runs right at her. As she grabs her by the neck and yanks down planting her right against the floor. Crystal smiles standing up as the crowd cheers her on. “That was something new in my arsenal called Rose-Planted!”
Rose-Planted
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Danica grabs at her head in pain as Crystal stands tall. She surveys the ring pondering her next steps as she looks over at Ariane to check on her opponent. The curviest ref in the game leans down and puts the microphone near Danica’s mouth, “Are you ready to-?” Danica slaps the microphone away, nearly knocking it out of Ariane’s hand, hissing “Get away from me!” the redhead frowns; no need for that kind of hostility. Danica’s hurrying to get to her feet and it’s unclear whether she’s gonna take a swing at Ariane or Crystal; the champion plays it safe and goes for a preemptive strike, wobbling Danica’s rack with a Knife-Edge Chop as soon as the challenger’s upright. Grabbing the stunned girl’s wrist, Crystal takes a big step back and hurls Danica away with an Irish Whip- Danica reverses and pulls Crystal into a big Kneelift to the gut!
The actress goes pale and nearly faceplants on the canvas, saving herself from a nasty fall by throwing out her palms at the last moment. Dadal reaches down and takes her one-piece by the neckline and waist, pulling up on the latter to give Crystal a bit of wedgie as she carries her to the corner. When they’re a stone’s throw away from the buckles Danica rears her cargo back and pitches Crystal between the top and middle buckles, jarring the champ’s shoulder against the steel post!
“Rarraa!!”
Crystal crumples to a seat in the corner, holding her throbbing shoulder with a pained grimace. Danica jogs (and bounces) to the farthest corner, calling to the running ref as she passes by, “Better check her, Jones!” Ariane was already on her way to the Burning Rose; skidding on a knee to check on her welfare and do her duty. When asked if she wants to say the magic words, Crystal vehemently shakes her head and stands up to lean against the turnbuckles. “Nonono, this is my championship-”
Crystal sees Dadal charging at them like a bull and, with great agility, throws herself between the top and middle ropes onto the apron. Danica whiffs by Ariane so fast, air ripples through her ginger hair; it makes sense she was unable to stop herself from using the corner as a tackling dummy. Her forehead thuds against the top turnbuckle, and Danica’s legs turn watery. Inspiration dawns on Crystal and she sticks her foot past the bottom rope and sweeps Danica’s legs out from under her, The Polish Pitbull lands on her shoulder with a cry while Hilton drops town to the outside pads and reaches in to take Danica’s ankles. Spinning the bustier blonde so she’d have a leg on either side of the post, Crystal pulls Danica’s stems out of the ring, crocheting her opponent on the steel.
“Gaahh!” Danica lets out a wail, and her eyes roll up in her head. Crystal quickly apologizes, “Sorry!” She crosses Danica’s right leg above her left knee, “That was accidental, honest!” Crystal’s apology would have more merit if hadn’t leapt up and entwined her legs around the challenger’s. She hangs off the ring, torturing the screaming Danica with a gravity-enhanced Figure-Four around the steel post!
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Crystal keeps the move applied as she adds even more pressure to the move. She has it connected tightly as she screams for Ariane. “Go check her!!! Ask her if she quits!”
Jones does as she is told as she leans in to check the bustier blonde. “Danica do you…”
“NOOOOO I am not going to quit to somebody who is insignificant compared to me!”
Crystal has it applied even more before she finally breaks free. This gives Danica a bit of breathing room as she begins to soothe her aching legs. However it isn’t for long as Hilton manages to pull Danica right out the ring. She yanks the other blonde back up to her feet before lifting her high up into the air and dropping her back first against the apron. Dadal’s spine hits against the canvas as she rolls back to the outside of the ring. The crowd roars even louder than before as Hilton yanks Danica back up and slams her spine first once again on the apron.
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The triple D warrior lets a yelp escape her lips as she falls back outside. Hilton feels the electricity of the crowd as she reaches under the ring and pulls out a table. She sets it up before she rolls Danica on top of it. She stands on top of it as she begins to play to the crowd.
“I think the heat is starting to pick up. In the words of one of my favorite marvel characters, FLAME ON!”
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Crystal whips her hair back and sends Danica head first against the table. The wooden object breaks on impact as Crystal sits up in the wreckage. A sadistic grin is locked on her face as she does a full-body seductive pin. She looks over at Ariane giving her a glare as she screams at her.
“Ask her!!!”
Ariane struggles not to give Crystal a side-eye as she brings the microphone to Danica’s lips; both these girls are rude. “What’d ya say, honey?”
The dented Dadal scrunchies up her face and wearily shakes her head, “Noooo…”
Crystal rolls her eyes in exaggerated exasperation, "this isn't an Apatow flick; we're not stretching this out another 20 minutes." Crystal gives Danica a slap in the belly as she gets up, "Time for the big finish!" The actress strolls to a corner exuding some of her old personality. It seems without her new sweetheart Cassava Onika around, Hilton quickly backslides into bad habits. She ascends to the top turnbuckle and pivots to face the ring’ Crystal points down to Danica still vulnerable on the mat, “She hasn’t earned the full 630 of the Rose Prism Power! So, she’s getting a 450!”
Her shot loudly called, Hilton springs off the cables into a gorgeous somersault in the air and-
THWAM!!
EATS CANVAS!
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Crystal splatters on the ring floor in a sickening fall, hitting the hard surface with her face and belly and lord knows how many miles per hour. Danica had rolled to safety while Crystal was mid-rotation and kept rolling till she hit the corner the actress had sailed from. Danica climbs the buckles with frantic, graceless speed as Hilton gets off the mat, shaky as a newborn fawn. With her vision swimming and barely balancing on her feet, Crystal plods in a small circle searching for where her crash pad had wandered off to.
Perching like a gargoyle ready to pounce, Danica yells to get her opponent’s attention, “Turn around, dumbass!”
Crystal angrily whirls to face the slanderer, “Watch your mouth, Playboy BarbeRGH!”
Dadal rockets from the top of the corner and pastes the champion in the kisser with a one-legged Dropkick!
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Crystal’s blasted into a matchbook, counting the pitbulls swirling around her head. Danica kneewalks over and throws herself over The Burnt Out rose’s upturned legs. Ariane’s wondering if the nordic blonde forgot the match’s stipulation when Dadal slaps the mat once, twice, three times. Sending the message to the world that if this were a standard fight, the belt would already be around the luscious LAW wrestler’s waist.
“You talking big just saved your ass from losing the title,” Danica stands up after making her point, kicking Crystal in the butt to nudge the barely conscious champ onto her side. “But you’re gonna regret making this an I quit match…”
On that ominous note, Danica crosses her arms and grips her white top by the sides. Rrrip! And tears it off in one big flourish! It’s been a minute since Danica’s done this and The FAWNatics are ecstatic and whipping their phones to record any and all jiggling. The bustiest blonde in the building has her famous rack is barely covered in a bikini top the same shade of white as her shredded shirt, now discarded on the mat.
Rrrrip!
And there go the pants. Now Danica’s showing off her abbreviated yet silky legs in a high-hipped bikini bottom; strangely she hasn’t thrown away the scraps of her former gear. Danica fiddles with the waist and… whips out a belt! The strap was concealed in the inseam for just this occasion; Danica doubles it over and stretches taut with a crack!
The crowd is behind Danica as she lifts the belt high into the air and twirls it around. She brings it high above her head before bringing it down against Hilton’s side. The Afro-Mexican lets out a piercing howl as she rolls onto her stomach. Danica isn’t done as she whips her over and over again this time nailing her against her back. Crystal tries her best to crawl away, but the welts from the belt keep her tense as she tried to move over to her back to protect herself.
Danica takes a break from whipping Hilton to high heaven to turn away and breaks for the ropes in a mad dash; she springs off the cables at top speed and throws herself into a baseball slide. The ex-Squire’s boots smack into Hilton’s ribs and kidney and painfully propel the TV champion under the bottom rope and off the apron! Crystal smacks on the thin pads covering the arena’s concrete floor in a bad landing. Dadal takes the scenic route to the outside and strolls down the steel stairs, swinging her trusty belt at her side like a cane. The crowd loves the swagger and the bounce in the challenger’s breasts with each step. The pitbull smirks as she twirls her belt around the writhing Hilton. “Have you had enough yet?!”
Ariane looks intensely waiting to see what Hilton’s answer would be, but through grunts and clenched teeth, the cosplayer just shakes her head. “Fuck off fake boobs!”
Danica is disgusted as she hovers over Crystal and is going to bring the belt down upon her foe. Crystal surprises the Phoenix star as she lifts her leg up and gives Danica a quick kick to the C$&@. Danica howls as she drops the belt and reaches in between her legs. Crystal rises up to her feet as she grabs Danica’s long blonde locks as she throws her against the barricade. Danica screams as Crystal lifts up the belt and she goes to town with it. Beating Danica over and over again before tossing it to the side.
Danica slumps against the barricade as Ariane goes to check her but Hilton waves her finger. “Oh no… You aren’t going to ask her anything. The fun just started and this is HER CLOSE UP!”
The crowd roars at this side of Crystal as she stands beside the barricade. She reaches over grabbing a fan’s soda making sure to take a long sip from it. “Awww Sprite… Obey the thirst! Are you thirsty bitch?!” She says in response as she takes the lid off of the cup and throws it against Danica’s face. Most of the liquid lands on Danica’s bikini top which now has become seethrough. Crystal offers a grin as she backs away and points right at Danica. She runs at full speed nailing Danica with a shotgun dropkick right to the squire’s chest. Danica screams as she rests against the barricade and Hilton keeps her eyes on her.
“You’re lucky I didn’t pop those implants in our first match, cutie!” Crystal grabs Dadal by the ponytail and leads her on all fours from the guardrail. The challenger hisses at the pull on her scalp as she’s forcibly dragged by the steel steps, right now Danica is burning with rage at this wannabe starlet’s temerity and if Crystal were of better mind she would be ending this match right now.
Unfortunately, the old Crystal’s in the driver’s seat right now. She elevates herself onto the bottom step of the steel stairs, still tugging mercilessly on on Danica’s hair, “Hurry up! When you quit it's gonna be in the center of this ring, yoAAIE!”
The Pitbull throws one of the hardest uppercuts in her life and thwacks Hilton between the legs with her bicep! The champion pales and doubles over, tears already streaming down her facing and uttering shocked gasps as pain reverberates from her center.
“I…”
Danica uses her low-blowing arm to take hold of Crystal’s leg and her free arm to pull the champion into a Fireman’s Carry.
“Am…”
Danica carries her whimpering prey around the bend to the foot of the entrance ramp.
“ALL NATURAL!!”
LAW’s top dog nearly spikes Hilton through the arena’s floor with an Olympic Slam! Thousands of people in the building wince and groan at the exact same moment watching Hilton fold in on herself and unfurl like a slinky, clearly unconscious.
WOTJEK’S REVENGE PART 1
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Danica straddles her more than likely concussed foe and presses her large chest against Crystal’s slack face; she raises her hand and slaps the floor for another definitive example of her superiority.
ONE! TWO! THREE!
Danica raises to stand above Crystal’s body, “Keeping count of how many times I’ve beaten you?” She buries a heel into the actress’s navel before storming offend the champion sputters to life with a moan. Crystal forces herself onto her front feeling like she’s been run over several times with the limo that takes her to premieres.
“Urrk!”
That damned belt makes its big return by looping around Crystal’s throat! Now that the bitch is leashed, Danica backs into the apron and lifts herself into a seat. Adding a bodyscissors to keep her victim in place, Danica screams “Ask her!” as she strangles the champion live on camera!
The choke hold is more than Crystal can handle. The more she squirms is the more that she finds herself losing air because of the strap. Crystal tries to fight it but she’s trapped!
Danica looks at Ariane again as she screams louder. “I SAID ASK HER!!!”
Ariane nods her head as she drops down and sticks the microphone in Crystal’s face. “Do you give…”
Crystal immediately begins to tap out as Danica keeps choking her out. The entire crowd roars with excitement as Crystal keeps on tapping out until she passes out from the loss of oxygen. Danica smiles as she lets go of the hold and stands up. She slaps her hands together as she walks to the corner and climbs up the turnbuckle. She raises her hands proudly into the air.
“That’s right I beat her six times within three matches!!! I told everyone I was going to win the Television Championship!!!”
Danica continues to celebrate until she walks to the center of the ring and looks at Ariane. “Where’s my Title?!”
Ariane keeps her eyes locked on Danica as she shrugs her shoulders. “You haven’t won yet. Under the rules of the match she has to verbally say I Quit into the microphone a tap out isn’t going to cut it”
Danica is upset as she snatches the microphone and walks over to where Crystal is and shoves the microphone in her face.
“Do you give up loser?!” Crystal however doesn’t say anything in return as she appears to be lifeless. Danica begins to get upset as she shoves the microphone deeper into her face. “Did you hear what I just said?! Do you give ARGHHHH”
A smile escapes Hilton’s lips as she lifts her leg up and kicks Danica in the cunt. The triple D warrior drops to her knees and that is when Hilton immediately rises up to her feet. She scurries behind Danica and kicks her in the back, forcing her to fall face-first on the mat. She searches her surroundings and lifts the belt up.
“That was some GREAT acting, and now it’s time to get you scream the magical words!”
Hilton lowers onto her knees and raises Dadal’s ankles, placing them against her trapezius. The champion ‘walks’ forward, curling Dadal in on herself in a strange version of the Boston Crab; Danica takes on a pained expression and opens her mouth to protest her spine’s treatment, but all he lets out is a gurgle- Crystal swings the belt under Danica’s chin and uses it to choke the challenger as she bends her into a circle!
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The bottom of Danica’s feet beat against the back of Danica’s head as she’s bent in a way humans were in no way meant to bend! Worried for her safety, Ariane brings the microphone to the challenger’s lips before Crystal can ask for it, “Do you quit!?”
The fact that Danica didn’t immediately quit is a testament to her will, but that will only lasts a few seconds; as lightning shoots up her body and foam dribbles from her lips, Danica had no choice but to scream tearfully “IQUITIQUITIQUIIIT!!
DINGDINGDING!!!!
“Your winner… and still Television champion… Crystal Hilton!!!”
Crystal broke the hold as she slowly rises to her feet. Ariane grabs the Television Championship and hands it to Crystal Hilton. She raises it high into the air as she looks right into the camera; she speaks confidently even with a scratchy voice from Danica’s earlier choking.
“That was a tough one but that’s defense number one! I told you I am the best thing on tv. As much as I enjoy being your tv champion what I am really after is what Kat Braddock has. I am the best LIGHTWEIGHT in this company and I will continue to prove why every single week!”
Crystal raises her arms high into the air before she checks on Danica and helps her up, “We had a blockbuster of a fight, the best action scene of the year.” The champion offers a handshake, “If you want to do a sequel I’m ready any time.”
Danica stares intensely at the woman who defeated her, fans are on the edge of their wondering if The Pitbull’s going to go rabid and attack Crystal in revenge for her loss. And they let out a cheer when Danica completes the handshake, “I’ll take you up on that, but not too soon; you’ve earned the right not to worry about me for a little bit. Just a little though.”
The handshake turns into a one-armed hug; after so many battles mutual respect is earned and maybe a chance for friendship is on the horizon.
The Destroyer class cowgirl and Sheriff of FAWN steps forward from a corner and waves happily to the audience. The Texan with long auburn hair has switched out her flannel and jean shorts for some hip-hugging black lycra and zebra black and whites, tied off under her delightful bust. Of course, Ariane still retains her trademark cowboy boots.
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!!”
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, “Tonight’s the night! Crystal’s going on a motorboat ride to the land of former champions.”
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 allows Ariane to perform the pre-match patdown but she keeps her face neutral and only nods hello at the rural referee. Danica’s no fan of how Ariane and her best friend and IC champion Victoria get along.
Smile Bomb
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All of a sudden we can see photographers lining up in front of the entrance aisle. The lights begin to flicker and a red carpet is rolled down to the ring. We can see an old-school Hollywood countdown landing on the screen.
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It is at that moment that the lights begin to go really crazy and we are able to see a blonde emerging through the curtains to the sound of massive cheers from the audience. She does a twirl and lifts the brand new Fawn Television Championship high into the air before she holds it awkwardly behind her head before she starts to march her way to the ring. She adjusts the title and places it on her shoulder as she stops and admires the screaming crowd that is in front of her.
“Introducing on her way to the ring from Los Angeles, California by way of Detroit Michigan. She is the Countess of Cosplay, The Hollywood Heroine, and of course the Burning Rose. Standing at 5’5 115 pounds, the Television Champion Crystal Hilton!!!”
(Wrestlling Attire)
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Crystal Hilton
Tonight her attire appears to be a one-piece swimsuit that is from the anime One Hero Academy. She wears matching white and blue boots to go with the outfit. She smirks as she slaps the hands of the roaring crowd and starts to pose for the photographers that snap photos of her. She smiles running her hands through her long hair as she speaks out loud.
“I love all of you… Don’t forget I am the best thing on television. Watch my movies, watch my television series, and catch me at a booth at your nearest comic convention. I am YOUR TELEVISION CHAMPION!!!”
She blows kisses as she continues her way to the ring. She slides her championship into the ring before she jumps onto the apron. She looks around before doing a jumping split to enter the ring. This gains a massive pop from the audience. She picks up her championship off of the ground before she walks past Danica smiling at her. She heads for a corner and climbs to the top of the turnbuckle as she raises her title high into the air.
When Crystal hops back down and hands the belt to the referee, she sees Danica giving a polite, but genuine golf clap. “I like the new presentation you got going,” Danica nods in appreciation, locked in a friendly staredown with Crystal as she’s searched by the special guest Official. “New title, new you, huh?”
The Burning rose shakes her head with a smile, “No. It’s the old me, just without getting in my own way and with real friends who support me. I’m never losing this title.”
Danica smirks and stretches her arms above her head, arching her back and drawing attention to her fearsome rack. The two fearsome threats are made very clear to everyone in the building when their eyes instinctively drop to the Polish twins, “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Hollywood. I’m aiming to make your reign a footnote in mine.”
Crystal grins. “Listen Phoenix, is that what we are doing?! Calling each other by cities like we are in a zombieland movie, no worries tonight after I make you submit just like I did in the TV Championship brawl. You can consider that my version of the double tap!”
As the bell rings, Crystal darts out of her corner and forces Danica to circle around the ring or be positioned by the champion in the outset. After a few seconds of measuring each other, they come together in an Elbow And Collar trying to bully their opponent into a corner. Both blondes dig their feet in and travel back and forth and side to side in jerky advances; Danica’s finding it a lot harder to push Crystal around compared to their last two matches, probably because of all the work the actress has put into improving her footwork with Cassava at the gym. The tenuous stalemate breaks when Hilton slips from the tie-up with one of Dadal’s arms in a Wristlock, twisting it with an Arm Wringer, and sending the Pitbull to the ropes with an Irish Whip. As Danica runs from the actress, her jiggling front already testing the limits of her top, she can hear Crystal’s boots a few paces behind her and steps hard on the brakes before she hits the cables. Danica reaches back and grabs under Crystal’sarms as she speeds toward her and flips the champion over with a Hip Toss- Crystal counter by sticking her legs out and sitting her knees on the top strand. Crystal springs off the taut rope into a full-body swing that sends Danica tumbling across the canvas with a Springboard Arm Drag.
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Danica ends up on her ass near the ropes after a few skids on the mat. She’s quick to get up but as soon as she turns to face the champ, Danica sees Crytsal's crotch flying at her face moments before the actress’s thigh slap against her cheeks and she’s thrown head over heels with a Hurricanrana! Again The Polish Pitbull travels the ring for the second time in less than a minute not under her own power; Danica bounces off her shoulder onto a hip and awkwardly pushes off the mat by a neutral corner. If she had to guess, Danica’s thinking Crystal’s trying to keep her off balance and disoriented, and she’s right! Crystal’s finished part two of a three-part gambit; for the final touch, the TV champion sprints past Dadal as she ensnares the bustier blonde in a headlock and uses her momentum to run up the turnbuckles. They’re a whirlwind of motion as Crystal forces them into a spin before she falls backward driving Danica’s head- Wait! Danica drops into a wide stance and flexes her entire body to become unmovable as a mountain; a shocked Crystal still maintains the Headlock but is reduced to sitting on the LAW wrestler’s thigh.
“I’m not that easy!” Danica’s adorable face screws up in concentration, and using her superior strength lifts Hilton onto a shoulder, rotates her like an arrow sign, and slams the Burning Rose spine-first onto a knee!
TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER
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The Burning Rose lets out a howling scream as she rolls around the ground in pain. She reaches for her back and Danica doesn’t give her a moment to nurse any wounds. As she immediately begins to drop knees to the back of Hilton. The Afro-Latina can only moan in pain as the Polish pitbull grabs Hilton by the locks of her blonde hair and yanks her to her feet. Hilton is on wobbly legs as Danica lifts her hand back and delivers a vicious open-palm strike that could be heard in the rafters.
Hilton is forced to double over as a red palm print is implanted on her face. She ties up with Crystal into a grapple as she proceeds to deliver upward knee strikes into the stomach of the Latina. Strike after strike, and the only sign of resistance that Hilton has to offer is trying to throw her arms up to try to stop the beating. Danica delivers one final vicious blow which causes Crystal to double over. Danica takes this moment to place Hilton between her legs. She looks out into the crowd with a cocky grin. “Hopefully I can knock some sense into her!”
The crowd boos in return but Dadal shocks the entire crowd as she flips over Crystal and delivers a massive Canadian Destroyer that spikes Crystal’s head right into the canvas.
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Crystal is out like a light and Danica mounts herself on top of Crystal. She delivers more slaps to her face to get the champion cognizant as she calls Ariane over.
“Ask this chick if she is done for the night.”
Ariane has the microphone in hand as Crystal comes back to consciousness. “Do you give up sugar?!”
Crystal grimaces in pain as she struggles to try to get Danica off of her. Through clenched teeth Hilton cracks a grin as she looks right in Danica’s face. “”Arghhhh neva!!!! I won’t ever give this fake boob having chick the pleasure!!!”
Upon hearing those words Danica lifts her hand up as she tries to bring a closed fist against the face of her foe but Crystal finally musters the strength to push Danica off of her. With a boost of confidence, Hilton gains her composure as she kips up to her feet. The crowd is electric as the champion isn’t done for the night.
Danica, full of rage, tries to clothesline the Burning Rose but it seems like she has been ignited as she manages to duck under the attempt. She motions for the triple D cup star to turn around, and when she does she is met with a super kick that lands flush against the face. Danica stumbles back against the ropes and this is when Crystal runs right at her. As she grabs her by the neck and yanks down planting her right against the floor. Crystal smiles standing up as the crowd cheers her on. “That was something new in my arsenal called Rose-Planted!”
Rose-Planted
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Danica grabs at her head in pain as Crystal stands tall. She surveys the ring pondering her next steps as she looks over at Ariane to check on her opponent. The curviest ref in the game leans down and puts the microphone near Danica’s mouth, “Are you ready to-?” Danica slaps the microphone away, nearly knocking it out of Ariane’s hand, hissing “Get away from me!” the redhead frowns; no need for that kind of hostility. Danica’s hurrying to get to her feet and it’s unclear whether she’s gonna take a swing at Ariane or Crystal; the champion plays it safe and goes for a preemptive strike, wobbling Danica’s rack with a Knife-Edge Chop as soon as the challenger’s upright. Grabbing the stunned girl’s wrist, Crystal takes a big step back and hurls Danica away with an Irish Whip- Danica reverses and pulls Crystal into a big Kneelift to the gut!
The actress goes pale and nearly faceplants on the canvas, saving herself from a nasty fall by throwing out her palms at the last moment. Dadal reaches down and takes her one-piece by the neckline and waist, pulling up on the latter to give Crystal a bit of wedgie as she carries her to the corner. When they’re a stone’s throw away from the buckles Danica rears her cargo back and pitches Crystal between the top and middle buckles, jarring the champ’s shoulder against the steel post!
“Rarraa!!”
Crystal crumples to a seat in the corner, holding her throbbing shoulder with a pained grimace. Danica jogs (and bounces) to the farthest corner, calling to the running ref as she passes by, “Better check her, Jones!” Ariane was already on her way to the Burning Rose; skidding on a knee to check on her welfare and do her duty. When asked if she wants to say the magic words, Crystal vehemently shakes her head and stands up to lean against the turnbuckles. “Nonono, this is my championship-”
Crystal sees Dadal charging at them like a bull and, with great agility, throws herself between the top and middle ropes onto the apron. Danica whiffs by Ariane so fast, air ripples through her ginger hair; it makes sense she was unable to stop herself from using the corner as a tackling dummy. Her forehead thuds against the top turnbuckle, and Danica’s legs turn watery. Inspiration dawns on Crystal and she sticks her foot past the bottom rope and sweeps Danica’s legs out from under her, The Polish Pitbull lands on her shoulder with a cry while Hilton drops town to the outside pads and reaches in to take Danica’s ankles. Spinning the bustier blonde so she’d have a leg on either side of the post, Crystal pulls Danica’s stems out of the ring, crocheting her opponent on the steel.
“Gaahh!” Danica lets out a wail, and her eyes roll up in her head. Crystal quickly apologizes, “Sorry!” She crosses Danica’s right leg above her left knee, “That was accidental, honest!” Crystal’s apology would have more merit if hadn’t leapt up and entwined her legs around the challenger’s. She hangs off the ring, torturing the screaming Danica with a gravity-enhanced Figure-Four around the steel post!
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Crystal keeps the move applied as she adds even more pressure to the move. She has it connected tightly as she screams for Ariane. “Go check her!!! Ask her if she quits!”
Jones does as she is told as she leans in to check the bustier blonde. “Danica do you…”
“NOOOOO I am not going to quit to somebody who is insignificant compared to me!”
Crystal has it applied even more before she finally breaks free. This gives Danica a bit of breathing room as she begins to soothe her aching legs. However it isn’t for long as Hilton manages to pull Danica right out the ring. She yanks the other blonde back up to her feet before lifting her high up into the air and dropping her back first against the apron. Dadal’s spine hits against the canvas as she rolls back to the outside of the ring. The crowd roars even louder than before as Hilton yanks Danica back up and slams her spine first once again on the apron.
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The triple D warrior lets a yelp escape her lips as she falls back outside. Hilton feels the electricity of the crowd as she reaches under the ring and pulls out a table. She sets it up before she rolls Danica on top of it. She stands on top of it as she begins to play to the crowd.
“I think the heat is starting to pick up. In the words of one of my favorite marvel characters, FLAME ON!”
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Crystal whips her hair back and sends Danica head first against the table. The wooden object breaks on impact as Crystal sits up in the wreckage. A sadistic grin is locked on her face as she does a full-body seductive pin. She looks over at Ariane giving her a glare as she screams at her.
“Ask her!!!”
Ariane struggles not to give Crystal a side-eye as she brings the microphone to Danica’s lips; both these girls are rude. “What’d ya say, honey?”
The dented Dadal scrunchies up her face and wearily shakes her head, “Noooo…”
Crystal rolls her eyes in exaggerated exasperation, "this isn't an Apatow flick; we're not stretching this out another 20 minutes." Crystal gives Danica a slap in the belly as she gets up, "Time for the big finish!" The actress strolls to a corner exuding some of her old personality. It seems without her new sweetheart Cassava Onika around, Hilton quickly backslides into bad habits. She ascends to the top turnbuckle and pivots to face the ring’ Crystal points down to Danica still vulnerable on the mat, “She hasn’t earned the full 630 of the Rose Prism Power! So, she’s getting a 450!”
Her shot loudly called, Hilton springs off the cables into a gorgeous somersault in the air and-
THWAM!!
EATS CANVAS!
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Crystal splatters on the ring floor in a sickening fall, hitting the hard surface with her face and belly and lord knows how many miles per hour. Danica had rolled to safety while Crystal was mid-rotation and kept rolling till she hit the corner the actress had sailed from. Danica climbs the buckles with frantic, graceless speed as Hilton gets off the mat, shaky as a newborn fawn. With her vision swimming and barely balancing on her feet, Crystal plods in a small circle searching for where her crash pad had wandered off to.
Perching like a gargoyle ready to pounce, Danica yells to get her opponent’s attention, “Turn around, dumbass!”
Crystal angrily whirls to face the slanderer, “Watch your mouth, Playboy BarbeRGH!”
Dadal rockets from the top of the corner and pastes the champion in the kisser with a one-legged Dropkick!
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Crystal’s blasted into a matchbook, counting the pitbulls swirling around her head. Danica kneewalks over and throws herself over The Burnt Out rose’s upturned legs. Ariane’s wondering if the nordic blonde forgot the match’s stipulation when Dadal slaps the mat once, twice, three times. Sending the message to the world that if this were a standard fight, the belt would already be around the luscious LAW wrestler’s waist.
“You talking big just saved your ass from losing the title,” Danica stands up after making her point, kicking Crystal in the butt to nudge the barely conscious champ onto her side. “But you’re gonna regret making this an I quit match…”
On that ominous note, Danica crosses her arms and grips her white top by the sides. Rrrip! And tears it off in one big flourish! It’s been a minute since Danica’s done this and The FAWNatics are ecstatic and whipping their phones to record any and all jiggling. The bustiest blonde in the building has her famous rack is barely covered in a bikini top the same shade of white as her shredded shirt, now discarded on the mat.
Rrrrip!
And there go the pants. Now Danica’s showing off her abbreviated yet silky legs in a high-hipped bikini bottom; strangely she hasn’t thrown away the scraps of her former gear. Danica fiddles with the waist and… whips out a belt! The strap was concealed in the inseam for just this occasion; Danica doubles it over and stretches taut with a crack!
The crowd is behind Danica as she lifts the belt high into the air and twirls it around. She brings it high above her head before bringing it down against Hilton’s side. The Afro-Mexican lets out a piercing howl as she rolls onto her stomach. Danica isn’t done as she whips her over and over again this time nailing her against her back. Crystal tries her best to crawl away, but the welts from the belt keep her tense as she tried to move over to her back to protect herself.
Danica takes a break from whipping Hilton to high heaven to turn away and breaks for the ropes in a mad dash; she springs off the cables at top speed and throws herself into a baseball slide. The ex-Squire’s boots smack into Hilton’s ribs and kidney and painfully propel the TV champion under the bottom rope and off the apron! Crystal smacks on the thin pads covering the arena’s concrete floor in a bad landing. Dadal takes the scenic route to the outside and strolls down the steel stairs, swinging her trusty belt at her side like a cane. The crowd loves the swagger and the bounce in the challenger’s breasts with each step. The pitbull smirks as she twirls her belt around the writhing Hilton. “Have you had enough yet?!”
Ariane looks intensely waiting to see what Hilton’s answer would be, but through grunts and clenched teeth, the cosplayer just shakes her head. “Fuck off fake boobs!”
Danica is disgusted as she hovers over Crystal and is going to bring the belt down upon her foe. Crystal surprises the Phoenix star as she lifts her leg up and gives Danica a quick kick to the C$&@. Danica howls as she drops the belt and reaches in between her legs. Crystal rises up to her feet as she grabs Danica’s long blonde locks as she throws her against the barricade. Danica screams as Crystal lifts up the belt and she goes to town with it. Beating Danica over and over again before tossing it to the side.
Danica slumps against the barricade as Ariane goes to check her but Hilton waves her finger. “Oh no… You aren’t going to ask her anything. The fun just started and this is HER CLOSE UP!”
The crowd roars at this side of Crystal as she stands beside the barricade. She reaches over grabbing a fan’s soda making sure to take a long sip from it. “Awww Sprite… Obey the thirst! Are you thirsty bitch?!” She says in response as she takes the lid off of the cup and throws it against Danica’s face. Most of the liquid lands on Danica’s bikini top which now has become seethrough. Crystal offers a grin as she backs away and points right at Danica. She runs at full speed nailing Danica with a shotgun dropkick right to the squire’s chest. Danica screams as she rests against the barricade and Hilton keeps her eyes on her.
“You’re lucky I didn’t pop those implants in our first match, cutie!” Crystal grabs Dadal by the ponytail and leads her on all fours from the guardrail. The challenger hisses at the pull on her scalp as she’s forcibly dragged by the steel steps, right now Danica is burning with rage at this wannabe starlet’s temerity and if Crystal were of better mind she would be ending this match right now.
Unfortunately, the old Crystal’s in the driver’s seat right now. She elevates herself onto the bottom step of the steel stairs, still tugging mercilessly on on Danica’s hair, “Hurry up! When you quit it's gonna be in the center of this ring, yoAAIE!”
The Pitbull throws one of the hardest uppercuts in her life and thwacks Hilton between the legs with her bicep! The champion pales and doubles over, tears already streaming down her facing and uttering shocked gasps as pain reverberates from her center.
“I…”
Danica uses her low-blowing arm to take hold of Crystal’s leg and her free arm to pull the champion into a Fireman’s Carry.
“Am…”
Danica carries her whimpering prey around the bend to the foot of the entrance ramp.
“ALL NATURAL!!”
LAW’s top dog nearly spikes Hilton through the arena’s floor with an Olympic Slam! Thousands of people in the building wince and groan at the exact same moment watching Hilton fold in on herself and unfurl like a slinky, clearly unconscious.
WOTJEK’S REVENGE PART 1
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Danica straddles her more than likely concussed foe and presses her large chest against Crystal’s slack face; she raises her hand and slaps the floor for another definitive example of her superiority.
ONE! TWO! THREE!
Danica raises to stand above Crystal’s body, “Keeping count of how many times I’ve beaten you?” She buries a heel into the actress’s navel before storming offend the champion sputters to life with a moan. Crystal forces herself onto her front feeling like she’s been run over several times with the limo that takes her to premieres.
“Urrk!”
That damned belt makes its big return by looping around Crystal’s throat! Now that the bitch is leashed, Danica backs into the apron and lifts herself into a seat. Adding a bodyscissors to keep her victim in place, Danica screams “Ask her!” as she strangles the champion live on camera!
The choke hold is more than Crystal can handle. The more she squirms is the more that she finds herself losing air because of the strap. Crystal tries to fight it but she’s trapped!
Danica looks at Ariane again as she screams louder. “I SAID ASK HER!!!”
Ariane nods her head as she drops down and sticks the microphone in Crystal’s face. “Do you give…”
Crystal immediately begins to tap out as Danica keeps choking her out. The entire crowd roars with excitement as Crystal keeps on tapping out until she passes out from the loss of oxygen. Danica smiles as she lets go of the hold and stands up. She slaps her hands together as she walks to the corner and climbs up the turnbuckle. She raises her hands proudly into the air.
“That’s right I beat her six times within three matches!!! I told everyone I was going to win the Television Championship!!!”
Danica continues to celebrate until she walks to the center of the ring and looks at Ariane. “Where’s my Title?!”
Ariane keeps her eyes locked on Danica as she shrugs her shoulders. “You haven’t won yet. Under the rules of the match she has to verbally say I Quit into the microphone a tap out isn’t going to cut it”
Danica is upset as she snatches the microphone and walks over to where Crystal is and shoves the microphone in her face.
“Do you give up loser?!” Crystal however doesn’t say anything in return as she appears to be lifeless. Danica begins to get upset as she shoves the microphone deeper into her face. “Did you hear what I just said?! Do you give ARGHHHH”
A smile escapes Hilton’s lips as she lifts her leg up and kicks Danica in the cunt. The triple D warrior drops to her knees and that is when Hilton immediately rises up to her feet. She scurries behind Danica and kicks her in the back, forcing her to fall face-first on the mat. She searches her surroundings and lifts the belt up.
“That was some GREAT acting, and now it’s time to get you scream the magical words!”
Hilton lowers onto her knees and raises Dadal’s ankles, placing them against her trapezius. The champion ‘walks’ forward, curling Dadal in on herself in a strange version of the Boston Crab; Danica takes on a pained expression and opens her mouth to protest her spine’s treatment, but all he lets out is a gurgle- Crystal swings the belt under Danica’s chin and uses it to choke the challenger as she bends her into a circle!
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The bottom of Danica’s feet beat against the back of Danica’s head as she’s bent in a way humans were in no way meant to bend! Worried for her safety, Ariane brings the microphone to the challenger’s lips before Crystal can ask for it, “Do you quit!?”
The fact that Danica didn’t immediately quit is a testament to her will, but that will only lasts a few seconds; as lightning shoots up her body and foam dribbles from her lips, Danica had no choice but to scream tearfully “IQUITIQUITIQUIIIT!!
DINGDINGDING!!!!
“Your winner… and still Television champion… Crystal Hilton!!!”
Crystal broke the hold as she slowly rises to her feet. Ariane grabs the Television Championship and hands it to Crystal Hilton. She raises it high into the air as she looks right into the camera; she speaks confidently even with a scratchy voice from Danica’s earlier choking.
“That was a tough one but that’s defense number one! I told you I am the best thing on tv. As much as I enjoy being your tv champion what I am really after is what Kat Braddock has. I am the best LIGHTWEIGHT in this company and I will continue to prove why every single week!”
Crystal raises her arms high into the air before she checks on Danica and helps her up, “We had a blockbuster of a fight, the best action scene of the year.” The champion offers a handshake, “If you want to do a sequel I’m ready any time.”
Danica stares intensely at the woman who defeated her, fans are on the edge of their wondering if The Pitbull’s going to go rabid and attack Crystal in revenge for her loss. And they let out a cheer when Danica completes the handshake, “I’ll take you up on that, but not too soon; you’ve earned the right not to worry about me for a little bit. Just a little though.”
The handshake turns into a one-armed hug; after so many battles mutual respect is earned and maybe a chance for friendship is on the horizon.