Post by SammieSinclair on Dec 20, 2014 18:52:08 GMT
It only takes a few chords of keyboard for the crowd to recognize 'Happy' from Pharell Williams and they roar to their feet, clapping in time with the music. The FAWNatics know the delightful, upbeat sounds trumpet the arrival of a pair of flighty, free-wheeling and often airborne Upstarts. And it’s proven fact in mere seconds when a tawny bedimpled, cherry red-haired cutie dances to centre stage with the organization’s resident Rave Queen.
“HAPPY":
www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6Sxv-sUYtM
Bouncing off each other and the aura of kinetic energy that surrounds both, the little ladies share a hug and a high five before each starts boogying their way down the ramp and aisle, slapping hands with as many as each can reach.
With the favourites mid-love fest, the PA blares to life.
“Your next contest will be one fall with a 20-minute time limit. Introducing first…from Boca Raton, Florida and Kiev, Ukraine, at a combined weight of two hundred and thirty-one pounds…members of the Upstarts clan…Chloe ‘Strawberry’ Fields and Katya Michalka.”
Chloe ‘Strawberry’ Fields
Katya Michalka
The duo waves strenuously at every corner of the arena when they reach the ring. Katya bangs her head and twirls her hips in a hot pink cropped tee, neon blue hot pants with white ankle boots and rainbow-colored legwarmers up to mid-thigh, the bawdy, gaudy wardrobe is completed with a multi-colored assortment of ‘kandi’ bracelets on each forearm that shift up and down, collecting at her wrists in a pile before the next spin sends them off on another trip halfway to her elbow.
Kat slides into the ring while Chloe continues to dispense hugs on the outside. Michalka finds a plush pink bear waiting in a corner and lifts it high, calling to Chloe. Fields turns to the sounds of the Ukrainian, Katya’s accent noticeable but not heavy. The redhead hugs her heart when she sees who’s waiting for her then makes the same out of her fingers and thumb.
Chloe hops to the apron in a pink and black ruffled two piece with mini-skirted bottoms ( reverse coloring of the following: ( shop.nordstrom.com/S/profile-by-gottex-bikini-top-skirted-bottoms/3196092?origin=category&resultback=798 ) pink boots and black pads.
She slides through the ropes and races to her bestest buddy Straw Beary.
STRAW BEARY:
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She gives her friend an enormous hug and Katya joins in to make it a three-way, the “awwws” from the crowd nearly overtaking the ovation. Chloe holds her bear high, Straw waving at all his fans. She brings him back down and plants a big smooch on his forehead then places him in the Upstart corner as the music for the beloved twosome begins to fade.
The speakers fade out, and soon after, the cheers of the crowd start to dwindle as well. But both prove to be only temporary. Chloe and Katya’s strategizing is promptly interrupted by a stomp-stomp-clap rhythm, though not one of the FAWNatics’ making. Soon after come the voices of Iggy Azalea and Ellie Goulding...
“HEAVY CROWN”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f8_hp7Nc6I
“And their opponents,” the announcer resumes, “at a combined weight of four hundred and twenty-seven pounds… Representing the Black Court, Ashley Locke, Pandora and Adrianna Papadopolous... they are... THE THHHRRREEEEEE!!!!! ”
The curtains part, and that serves as more than enough of a cue for the audience to lose their collective sh!t. And out step three physical specimens, who together form possibly the most imposing trio FAWN has ever seen.
Pandora
Pandora’s age is a hard thing to guess just by appearances, but she’d likely be carded at the Arena bar. And while there aren’t many women on the roster that can make the likes of Maggie Connor, Becky Clayton and Roxie freakin’ McCrimmon look like lightweights, she would certainly qualify. She stands just south of 6 feet tall and more than pleasingly fills out her white bikini top. The lights seem to dance off Pandora’s impossibly bronzed, impossibly smooth stomach. And her taut undercarriage is sheathed in a matching set of bikini bottoms, with three aqua buttons befitting her Miami roots leading toward tied off stretches of fabric that extend halfway down her thighs.
And when your legs never end, that’s a LOOOONG way.
Ashley Locke
To her right stands the former Goddess of Love. But with that moniker now relegated to history, Ashley Locke remains an Amazon, a statuesque blonde probably right at six feet with her boots and a good two thirds of that is probably leg. Said gams are exquisitely sculpted and look downright dangerous, as do her shoulders, abdominals and chest, the latter armoured in a orangish-red leather bikini top decorated with an intricate pattern of small metal studs. Her bottoms match the top, as do her pads and boots, though the pads are basic lycra and lack any sort of adornment. A detail for the discerning eye, the outer edge of each boot is adorned with a the stylized head and shoulders of a black horse.
Adrianna Papadopolous
To Pandora’s left is FAWN’s certified Greek Goddess, Adrianna Papadopolous. It’s immediately clear Adrianna regards the filthy, teeming masses much as she did before her time off among the immortals, like a deity gazing down from the heights. Her subjects stare, momentarily slack jawed at the Greek beauty, Addy in a black version of her original attire, only appropriate for a member of Emily West’s Black Court, the organization no doubt buoyed by her return.
Pappy adjusts her revealing bikini top, while the accompanying short, black, pleated skirt gives the look of a miniaturized toga, an occasional flash of the familiarly-hued blue panties still remaining beneath. Her elbow-pads and boots have gotten the Court treatment as well, going basic black.
With all three dressed for battle, combined with their introduction, both the Upstarts and the crowd look a little on edge. Chloe and Katya KNOW they didn’t sign on for a handicap match, but just who were they about to face? Which alignment of heavenly bodies would go into battle against them?
Pandora approaches the ring, her hindquarters perhaps not possessing quite the same degree of bootyliciousness as her former stablemate LaKeisha Bates—few do—but her hips make up for it with extra sass. Meanwhile, her fellow goddesses fan out--Pandora remaining in front of the ramp, while Ashley drifts to the right side of the ring and Pappy to the left. The Three then each climb onto the apron, leaving only the ropes behind Fields and Michalka--the ones FURTHEST from the aisle--free and clear, should they feel like fleeing.
Panny, Pappy and Locke each thread one luscious leg through the ropes and into the ring... but then, the former Goddess of Love withdraws hers. As Pandora and Adrianna enter the ring, Ashley descends to the floor. The question of their make-up now settled, the Goddesses begins to discuss strategy as the official moves to inspect Chloe and Katya.
The Upstarts take turns turning over their limbs for inspection, though neither takes their big brown eyes off the curvy competitors across the way, not to mention an Amazon in reserve. "You bring out your cell?" Chloe jokes. "We could use Sammie and Jaime about now."
Katya nods, knowing that unfortunately one wasn’t in the arena tonight, and the other wasn’t in much condition to help.
"Who..." Fields stammers.
The Party Animal cuts the redhead off. "I got it, Chloe. You just be ready when I need you. Cause we're both going to need each other to pull this off."
Strawberry nods and gives the brunette a squeeze before joining her bear on the outside. Michalka eschews any dancing to the middle of the ring, instead nervously bouncing there, ready to see which 1/3 of The Three would join her.
Across the ring, Adrianna takes a step toward the centre... and then halts. Shaking her head, the Greek Goddess turns and slips through the ropes, leaving one of the most dominant forces FAWN had ever seen in the ring to start the match. The ref calls for the bell, and a thoroughly unbothered Beach Goddess moves out toward the centre of the ring. Smirking, Panny raises her right hand, and invites Katya forward with a wave of her finger. "I'll let you get the first shot," she says. "Make it a good one, cause you're not gonna get another."
Perhaps buoyed by the most heralded effort ever in her FAWN career, a near upset of Pandora in a Beach Battle at All Hallows Evil in 2012 when the big blonde was FAWN World Champion, the decidedly smaller Michalka steps right up and levels a forearm into the chest of bosomy Black Courtier. When Pandora is only moved a half-step, Katya decides, though she only received an invitation for one, she'll be taking as many more as she can get and Kat loads up another for the blonde's mountainous rack.
And despite her earlier remarks, Pandora appears to be in a generous mood, as she doesn't move to block the second forearm shot.
Or the third.
A FOURTH, however, finally draws a reaction from the Beach Goddess--but when that reaction is a pained grunt, the FAWNatics have reason to cheer, and the Upstart has reason to hope. Fuelled by her success, Michalka keeps firing away, faster and harder with her blows--so much so that, even when Panny's arms START to rise in defence, they can't move into position to block. And finally, the accumulation of forearms sends a softly groaning Pandora back into the ropes. Katya unloads with a couple more forearms before switching gears, taking Panny's wrist and attempting to deliver an Irish whip.
But the curvaceous blonde shakes her head, her other arm securely hooked around the top rope. Determined, the Pretty Rave Girl digs in her heels and tries again, but STILL she can't dislodge the Beach Goddess. The third try appears to be the charm, Michalka ROARING in determination as she finally rips Pandora clear of the cables--only Panny applies the brakes. Alas, what looks to be a simple reversal of the Irish whip quickly becomes something much more offensive, the Beach Goddesses other arm rising to level Michalka as she tries to reel the brunette into a shortarm clothesline.
But Michalka dips below the swinging scythe, in a fashion easier than it might be for someone approaching the blonde's size. With Katya's wrist still in Pandora's clutches, Michalka quickly delivers a boot to the back of Panny's right knee, forcing her foe to genuflect in front of her. Pandora releases her grasp of the Ukrainian's limb and Kat presses her advantage. Swinging one leg and then the other over the shoulders of the lowered Panny, Katya's lithe legs press tight to Pandora's temples. Michalka's ankles cross so she can squeeze all the more, hoping to crack a nut between her thighs in the shape of Panny's noggin.
And the FAWNatics roar even louder, no doubt surprised to see the Upstarts gaining control so quickly--and the increasing crimson hue in Pandora's cheeks giving them even MORE reason to cheer. Pandora might be the biggest, strongest woman in this match, but not on her knees she's not. Of course, the Beach Goddess also possesses the strength to try NOT being on one knee much longer. Wrapping her arms around Michalka's pulsing legs, Pandora attempts to power back to her feet--and in the process, muscle the brunette up onto her shoulders and into the electric chair. From there, it would be a LONG way down for the Pretty Rave Girl.
As Katya's boot soles begin to leave the canvas, the brunette sends every bit of energy through her stems, trying to persuade Pandora otherwise, but there's no stopping her. The exotic Ukrainian beauty is hauled high off the canvas on the busty blonde's shoulders. Keeping her scissors glued as best she can, Kat also balls her right fist and levels a blow at Pandora's temple. But before she can deliver, perhaps the most threatening of The Three lays out and splatters Katya into the canvas. The mat echoes with the collision and, while Pandora peels away, Michalka is left a damaged Party Girl, her boots pattering against the canvas as she cradles the back of her braincase, her back arched.
"Alright," the Beach Goddess purrs, climbing back to her feet, "you're DEFINITELY not getting another shot in now." Stooping down, Pandora grabs a handful of hair and tugs the Pretty Rave Girl off the mat. Dipping, the voluptuous blonde threads an arm through Katya's thighs, and begins to hoist the Ukrainian up onto her shoulders. If she could get her there, another painful descent would be in store for Michalka, one that would involve her back slamming down across Panny's knee.
ARGENTINE BACKBREAKER @0:55:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lo5bJxLm24k
Katya squirms her heart out, boogying atop Pandora's shoulders like her spine depends on it. The big blonde proves that it does when she tosses Kat up and ducks her head under the plummeting Michalka. The exotic brunette nearly gets split across the middle when her backbone lands flush with Pandora's raised knee. Katya groans in pain, her body arching on either side of the fulcrum. And when the nasty Courtier presses her palms down on either side, Michalka yelps louder. The official drops down into Katya's field of view and asks if she wants to capitulate, which draws a snorting 'NO' from the proud Ukrainian.
Knowing full well that a submission would not be immediately forthcoming, Pandora sends Katya tumbling off her knee with a shove. Hitting the mat, the beautiful brunette rolls over to her stomach, one hand reaching to massage her lower back. That is, until the Beach Goddess nudges it away with a boot. She then steps onto the small of the Pretty Rave Girl's back, Katya kicking and thrashing something fierce as Pandora stretches out her hand...
... and Adrianna slaps it. Tag made, the Greek Goddess enters--Panny waiting until Pappy is inside the ropes before stepping off her prey. The voluptuous brunette peels Michalka off the mat, before following in her partner's shoulders and beginning to muscle Michalka onto her shoulders, planning to keep the focus on Katya's back with an Olympus Slam.
OLYMPUS SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9ABHCVOyns
Unfortunately the multi-hues of Katya's wardrobe are quickly turned into a rainbow. Sending an arm through Michalka's legs from behind, Adrianna launches the already aching Party Girl off her boot leather. Katya is sent across the shoulders of the Greek Goddess. In one fluid motion, Papadopolous lays out SLAMMING Katya's vertebrae into the thinly-covered plywood. The impact seems to send an electrical charge through the Rave Queen, back to back backbone bombardments from the big girls making Katya look like she's been in the match for ten minutes instead of closer to two.
Treating herself to another helping of Katya's dark locks, the Greek Goddess pulls the Pretty Rave Girl up once more. "Why don't you dance for me, little girl?" Pappy snarls, Michalka barely looking like she can remain upright, let alone bust out any of her usual moves. Not waiting for her opponent to even try to comply, Papadopolous stoops slightly, snaking her arms around Michalka's waist. She then prepares to scoop the Pretty Rave Girl into her arms and clamp down on a bear hug.
With her back aching too much to pull off any escape, Katya's lower spine is surrounded by the encompassing arms of the olive-skinned brunette. Pappy cinches her embrace tight, drawing a whimpering bleat from the Ukrainian. Katya's battered backbone takes more of a beating as Adrianna lifts her fellow dark-haired grappler and gives the smaller woman a ferocious rattle, Katya starting to ragdoll from the pressure and power exerted by just Two of The Three. Knowing she needs out of the clutches of the Goddess now, Katya raises her arms on either side of Addy's noggin, planning to clap her hands together behind the Greek's head and ring Pappy's ears.
The crowd erupts when Katya's palms connect with each side of Adrianna's noggin--but the earringer only serves to loosen the embrace, not break it entirely. Still, it does make breathing a little easier--and that allows Michalka to load up and fire again. And AGAIN, the embrace is slackened a little more, but Papadopolous' hands remain clasped together. The Pretty Rave Girl prepares for one last try, even as the Greek Goddess attempts to tighten the vice...
... and the THIRD earringer does the trick, Pappy's arms falling loose and allowing the exotic brunette to drop back to her feet. Katya pivots, whether to race into the ropes and toward her corner and Chloe's waiting tag is not immediately clear. What IS clear, however, is that even as she starts to race away, Adrianna's right hand flies upward, her fingers seeking out Katya's raven tresses, looking to clamp on and yank backward before Michalka can get too far away.
Adrianna's digits sink into the dark tresses of the exotic Eastern European and, with a vicious yank, Pappy drops the would--be scampering Michalka to the canvas. Legs ripped out from underneath her, Katya's escape is a short-lived one as her spine SLAMS against the thinly-covered plywood, her back again taking a nasty impact courtesy the Greek Goddess. Vertebrae arching in pain, Katya remains grounded, staring through half-lidded peepers at the lights above and then the halo-ed features of FAWN's deity.
Out on the floor, the Goddess of Love serves as the Three number one cheerleader--not that there's much competition for that title. She applauds as Papadopolous hairhauls the battered brunette up to rubbery legs. Keeping one hand plunged into Katya's mane, her other hand takes hold of Michalka's wrist, and the Greek Goddess starts to guide her smaller foe toward mid-ring--and closer to the Upstart corner. "Do you want to tag your friend?" she asks, quickly directly Katya away from Fields' offered hand. "Maybe you should tag the bear. The results might be better." Setting her feet, Adrianna abruptly begins to whip Katya toward the Three's corner, as forcefully as she can manage.
Michalka is sent racing to her opponent's HQ. But as she reaches the corner, she has the wherewithal to travel up the ropes on one side and swing an elevated Shining Wizard kick at Pandora's left temple. The big blonde is able to duck the boot, Kat coming up empty. But the Ukrainian is still able to u-turn out of enemy territory. The Rave Queen races at Pappy seemingly foolish enough to take her on with a full-speed tackle. But as Adrianna braces herself to demolish Katya, the Party Girl starts to sneak between the legs of the Goddess, hoping to baseball slide through, pop to her feet, and finally give Strawberry a chance to kick the cheesecake's ass with a dive to her outstretched hand.
And for the second time this evening, Katya's lack of relative height serves her well. She manages to dive through Adrianna's parted stems with ease, the Greek Goddess' momentum carrying her past the sliding Michalka and into her corner. "Don't let her get away!" Pandora shouts, pointing over Pappy's shoulder.
But as the voluptuous brunette turns, it's already too late--Michalka has sprung into a desperation dive which carries her into the Upstart's corner--and tag Chloe!!!! The FAWNatics leap to their feet as the diminutive redhead leaps over the ropes. But, as Chloe's boots touch down, Papadopolous is already racing toward her, hoping to catch the physically overmatched youngster with the running body block Michalka had successfully dodged.
Chloe's shoe leather hits canvas only for a second. With Pappy on the charge, the cherry-red mane of the fan favourite spreads like a fan when Fields leaps into the air. Strawberry's legs extend, the acrobatic former Cirque de Soleil performer aiming her heels at the considerable bounty of the Goddess, hoping to take the curvy brunette off her feet with a dropkick, or at least slow her down.
Papadopolous' bosom is a nearly impossible to miss target--and Chloe doesn't, her boots BLASTING into Adrianna's juggs. Fields' dropkick is made all the more effective by the Greek Goddess herself running directly into it, and a grunting Pappy wheels away, her arms rising and folding across her throbbing girls. For a moment, it appears the statuesque brunette will remain on her feet... but then, Adrianna falls to her knees, spurring the FAWNatics to an even louder ovation. Instantly, Pandora reaches her hand into the ring--and, a little less swiftly, Pappy pulls an arm away from her bosom to reciprocate. But, as she does so, Papadopolous pitches forward, winding up sprawled, face down--at least temporarily. Adrianna soon starts pushing up to her hands and knees, ready to make her exit from this match, even if its in a manner less than befitting a Goddess such as herself.
But as the olive-skinned grappler makes her way to unsteady feet, the diminutive Upstart takes off for the ropes behind her. Throwing herself into the cables with abandon, Chloe rebounds away from the rubber-coated steel and races at her foe. Leaping, Fields places her palms on either shoulder of the Goddess and vaults herself higher still. Wrapping her legs around the noggin of the busty brunette, the doe-eyed Upstart tries to rip the wobbly Black Courtier off her feet and pound her skull into the canvas with a spike hurricarana.
SPIKE HURRICARANA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ONC-ACyhX0
Strawberry's shapely thighs clamp tightly around Pappy's noggin, and the Greek Goddess immediately begins to reach her hands up toward the small of the redhead's back. Had this moronic runt really opted to sacrifice herself to Olympus, serving herself up for such a ready-made powerbomb? But before Adrianna can counter, Chloe whips her body backward in a stunningly violent motion--with even more stunning results. Papadopolous is RIPPED off her feet, flipping through the air in a manner more accustomed to either Fields or Michalka--though they usually land in a safer fashion. Pappy, on the other hand, lands with her skull BLASTED nearly THROUGH the canvas--and Chloe swiftly reaches her arms backward, gathering the curvaceous brunette's gams and securing the Greek Goddess in a tight matchbook.
Could it possibly be?
ONE...
TWO...
"Gnyyuuunnnggghhhhh!!!!!!"
Before the official can strike the mat a third time, Pandora's boot 'THWACK's against the back of Strawberry's skull, knocking the redhead from her perch with about a second to spare.
Fields rolls away from the impact, cradling her head with both hands but rolling to a seat on the canvas. She quickly notices the official snatching an elbow of Pandora, attempting to escort the blonde Amazon back to her station. Instead of going for a tag, Chloe motions Katya to join her and both Upstarts are instantly in the ring working together. Both women move to the still dazed Goddess. Plucking Adrianna off the canvas, each with a front facelock on the rubber-legged Greek, they raise their outside arms to spur on some love from the FAWNatics, then each diminutive Upstart throws their bodyweight in reverse, planning to lay out and double DDT the crown of Pappy's noggin into the deck once more and this time knock her consciousness to the far side of Olympus.
There's no shortage of love for the Upstarts when they rock backward, an absolute avalanche of affection for them when Papadopolous finds the crown of her skull SPIKED into the canvas a second time. For the briefest of moments, Adrianna actually remains planted, almost in a headstand--but the Greek Goddess as far too substantial a mass of succulent flesh to remain in such a state for long. Gravity finally pulls the olive skinned brunette down, Pappy ending up in a splayed heap on her back. Chloe Fields wastes no time in throwing herself across Adrianna's ample chest, reaching to hook the outside leg. Katya Michalka, meanwhile, stays within the ropes as the referee slides into position, ready to try to cut off any intervention from Pandora or Ashley.
ONE...
TWO...
No save this time.
But none is necessary. On her own, Papadopolous sends Chloe flying a good two feet into the air with an emphatic kickout--not that she seems able to do much more than roll to her stomach directly after.
Chloe looks wide-eyed at Straw Beary and then Katya, the smoky peepers of Michalka likewise wide with amazement at how far Fields had been flung. With Pandora and Aphrodite raising an Amazon-sized stink on the outside, both Upstarts remain in the ring and on the move. Strawberry convinces Addy to return to her back with a boot to the ribs then each Upstart heads for opposite cables on either side of the grounded Goddess. When they return, the duo leaps simultaneously, abbreviated but sinewy legs extended, each planning to drop stems atop Adrianna; Chloe across her throat and Katya across her chest.
And sure enough, the Upstarts double their pleasure and double their fun. Michalka gets probably the best of the exchange, one leg slamming down across Papadopolous' belly and the other crushing her bosom, while Chloe's gam momentarily collapses Adrianna's windpipe. The Greek Goddess' legs sail into the air--only to be secured by the Pretty Rave Girl, Katya smoothly shifting into a cover. Apparently willing to overlook the Ukrainian's status as NOT the legal woman in this match (possibly in view of the long odds facing the Upstarts), the referee again moves to count.
ONE...
Pandora slips a leg through the ropes.
TWO....
And Pappy supplies another kickout without her partner's aid--not quite with the same authority as a moment ago, but still enough to keep the match going.
Less amazed than before, Chloe and Katya scramble to their feet. Each turn to Pandora, stick their thumbs in their ears, finger-made moose antlers waving from both cuties and stick their tongues at the Amazon. Unable to take the blatant disrespect, Panny storms through the ropes, but is halted by the striped-shirt. With the referee's hands full, each Upstart grabs a wrist of the Goddess and hauls the curvy Greek to her feet. Drawing her back into the ropes, Fields and Michalka launch Adrianna in a double whip across to the far ropes. The Upstarts join hands as Addy's rebounds and race at her with dual clotheslines drawn to rip the big brunette off her feet with yet another double team, the little angels turning a tad devilish to show how The Three can be taken down.
Only as the Greek Goddess hurtles toward the Upstarts, Adrianna takes a page out of Katya's book from earlier--and though it's not nearly as easy for her, Papadopolous ducks underneath their joined arms. The curvaceous Goddess carries on into the opposite ropes, Fields and Michalka slamming on the brakes and quickly spinning around. Strawberry and Katya reach to lock hands again--but, before they can, Adrianna skids to a halt in front of them. And as she comes to a stop in front of them, her hands flash forward, one set of fingers coiling around Chloe's throat and the other clutching the neck of the Pretty Rave Girl. With a grunt, Papadopolous attempts to hoist BOTH Upstarts into the air, a chokeslam in each of their futures, if she has her way.
Proving herself a divinity on earth or at least that she's had more than enough of two fleas buzzing around her, Adrianna shows Pandora she's got some competition in the power department. With her strength split between both Upstarts, the Goddess sends both lightweights high into the air . But there's only so much even a deity can do. While Addy's right-handed grip stays true, Chloe is able to fight out of Pappy's left hand. The result is Katya being SLAMMED nearly THROUGH the canvas while the redhead lands beside Adrianna, scoots behind her, pushes the Greek beauty to the ropes in front of them and tries to Alabama Via Kiev Roll the Goddess up for a three-spot.
To the surprise of some, yet the delight of practically all the FAWNatics, Chloe's legs prove powerful enough that she can drive the buxom brunette into the ropes. But, as Pappy's belly and bosom meet the cables, she hooks her arms around the top rope, preventing Strawberry from rolling her up. To her credit, though, the redhead's arms remain wrapped around Adrianna's waist, and she gives it another try. This time, however, Papadopolous rocks her hips back, slamming her ample hindquarters into Chloe's tummy. That sends Fields staggering back toward the centre of the ring, empty hand. Knowing she needs to act quickly, the fiery Upstart charges back toward her opponent. But, as she does, Pappy turns around, raising a boot to meet Strawberry with a high front kick.
HIGH FRONT KICK @0:05:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=74U6J3B2jJQ
The sight of Chloe barrelling toward the substantially bigger Black Courtier is one to behold and it's one the crowd appreciates, showing so with a loud cheer. But that roar quickly becomes a disappointed groan when the boot of a Goddess strikes Strawberry's chin and levels Fields. Chloe's tawny legs fly out in front of her, the back of her skull CLUNKING off the canvas with enough force, her big brown eyes are left saucers, staring blankly into the rafters, her body in a wide spreadeagle next to the still starfished powerslam recipient Katya.
The referee drops to one knee, and attempts to roll a seemingly unconscious Katya under the bottom rope. But, before he can, Adrianna places a hand on his shoulder and sends him tumbling with a shove. As he spills to his backside, the Greek Goddess gathers a handful of Michalka's locks and pulls her back to some semblance of verticality.
"Watch it, Pap..." he starts to admonish her, before he's cut off by the roaring voice of the Goddess.
"No, YOU WATCH IT!" Adrianna commands. "You were perfectly content to let these two attack me together. Now, you can stand back and watch them SUFFER together."
Shifting her grip to the Ukrainian's wrist, Pappy returns to an earlier plan, lining the Pretty Rave Girl up with Pandora's corner--but she's momentarily halted when she feels a hand clutching at her ankle. Looking down at the mewling Chloe, Papadoplous shakes her boot loose with ease. "Be patient," she mutters, preparing to whip Katya toward the buckles. "Your turn IS coming..."
Still feeling the after-effects of the Goddess spiking her already racked spine into the canvas, the rattled Party Girl is a blur of colours as she's sent sprinting across the mat. Katya turns into the impact, her body rocked by the collision of backbone to buckles. The raver sags into the corner, throwing her arms over the top rope on either side to remain upright, kandi bracelets collecting at her wrists, a purple glow stick hanging out from a legwarmer.
After sending a spiteful stomp between Fields' shoulderblades, Adrianna stoops and scrapes Strawberry off the mat as well. In her corner, Pandora briefly considers slinging her arm around Katya's throat, but the Pretty Rave Girl doesn't look like she's going anywhere anytime soon. Taking Chloe's wrist, Papadopolous begins to launch the diminutive redhead toward her partner with an Irish whip, planning not to wait but a second before racing in after her--and crushing BOTH underneath an avalanche of Greek Goddess.
Chloe follows the same path as her partner, her first few strides barely touching the canvas from the force of Adrianna's heave. The bedimpled redhead roars toward her fellow Upstart and turns into Michalka, making a delectable sandwich out of Katya. Fields SLAMS into the brunette behind her CRUSHING Kat. But there's a double decker on the menu and the curvy Goddess serves it up SPLASHING both Chloe and Katya beneath her, the force drawing a sympathy moan from the FAWNatics. As Papadoplous steps aside, Strawberry staggers out of the corner a few steps before twisting into a tumble to her back, ending in another 'X' marking the spot, face up. The bottom of the sandwich also stumbles out on rubbery stems, Kat pitching forward face-first and, unfortunately for Fields, the Party Girl's forehead RAMS into her crotch. Chloe sits up rigid, her doe eyes welling, jaw dropping, before she squeaks pitifully and melts back to horizontal.
Adrianna regards the inadvertent Upstart on Upstart violence with a bemused smirk, before sauntering over to her corner. Pandora extends a waiting hand... and Pappy slaps it, bringing the former FAWN World champion back into the match. "Which one do you want?" the Greek Goddess asks.
"I'll take the runt," the Beach Goddess replies, before leisurely strolling over to Katya.
Bending down, Panny wraps her arms around Michalka's waist, pulling the brunette up and letting her hand for a moment at the curvaceous blonde's hip. Meanwhile, Adrianna pulls a teary-eyed Chloe up with a handful of hair, then swivels to stand back-to-back with Strawberry. Threading her arms through Fields', Pappy begins to lean forward, preparing to deliver the Curse of the Lamia. A couple of feet away, Pandora starts to sling Katya onto her shoulder, and into position for her Dominator.
CURSE OF THE LAMIA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2wdxlYNk608
DOMINATOR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sDgsgIwHUg
Adrianna locks elbows with the dazed Ukrainian and leans forward, drawing the smaller brunette onto her back. Meanwhile, Pandora plays with her Raggedy Ann, gutwrenching Chloe up with ease, draping the tawny Upstart over her right shoulder. With practiced precision, Pandora throws Strawberry to the deck face and chest first with little more than disdain, Chloe spasming from the force of the impact, ending face down and unmoving. Nearby, Addy drops to her knees and PLANTS Katya's head and shoulders into the deck, the olive-skinned powerhouse using her strength and Katya's own weight to knock the Party Girl loopy. The Goddess lets Kat slough to her side, knowing Michalka is not the legal woman to pin.
From her knees, Adrianna looks up at Pandora with a satisfied smile--and the Beach Goddess offers a small, approving nod for her partner's act of devastation. Climbing to her feet, Papadopolous gathers up the puddled remnants of the Pretty Rave Girl before shrugging the brunette up across her shoulders. She then carries the Ukrainian party girl over to the Upstart corner, pausing only long enough to send Straw Beary sailing into the steel guardrail with a kick. As the FAWNatics unleash a torrent of jeers, pappy begins to scale her way to the middle rope. Standing there, the Greek Goddess shuffles Michalka across her chest, preparing to demonstrate to one and all Whose Katya's Pappy.
WHOSE YER PAPPY?:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mLMEGUOWvsE
On the other side of the ring, Pandora tugs Chloe up as well, spinning the redhead so that her back is to the Beach Goddess. Slipping her right arm underneath Strawberry's, the buxom blonde nudges her head underneath Fields' left arm as she locks in the half nelson. There isn't a FAWNatic who doesn't know what's about to happen next, as all signs indicate Pandora intends to turn Chloe's night into a Greek Tragedy.
GREEK TRAGEDY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uD8FwEDXAMo
As if on a temple altar several steps above the ring, the Goddess holds a softly squirming Katya across her chest, the crowd pleading with the Upstart to break loose. But there's no denying Adrianna is Katya's pappy tonight. The powerful Greek beauty backflips, tossing Michalka into a fallaway slam from on high. Kat is splattered into the deck in spectacular fashion, rolling to a stop, back to the canvas, consciousness knocked to Hades.
Across the ring, Pandora has a gobsmacked Chloe in her half-nelson and launches the tawny-skinned cutie high. Strawberry's legs whip up above her cradled body and Panny sits out. The resulting drop to the canvas folds Chloe in a gruesome manner, legs smashing down atop the head and shoulders that strike the deck with incredible force. A demolished Fields remains matchbooked, taut little ass pointed to the rafters, Pandora sitting next to her, appearing almost bored as she places a palm atop Strawberry's derriere.
Across the ring, Adrianna settles into a seated straddle of Katya's waist. Leaning forward, the brunette palms Michalka's breasts... but, even as she applies a cover, the referee focuses solely on Pandora and Chloe. The official checks Strawberry's shoulders, a totally needless gesture, but to his credit, he's thorough. With Fields planted, the official slaps off the...
ONE...
TWO...
...and THREE!, the referee appearing as though he might be just as likely to count to THREE HUNDRED before the redhead would come to under Pandora's arrogantly applied palm.
For her part, Katya barely even twitches as well.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the announcer proclaims, not that a single damned soul needed to be told, "your winners, via pinfall... THE THHHRRREEEEEE!!!!!"
The referee reaches to take a wrist of the risen Pappy and Panny--but both blonde and brunette shirk than hands free of his grasp. The two Goddesses instead wait for the arrival of their fellow deity, Ashley Locke apparently the only person worthy of signalling their victory. The FAWNatics continue to voice their displeasure at the outcome, but all their boos are met with ever-widening, knowing smiles by the ladies of the Three. "Mortal women stand no chance against us!" Pappy exclaims, Ashley nodding in agreement.
But the last word goes to Pandora. "What chance do little girls like these have?"
“HAPPY":
www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6Sxv-sUYtM
Bouncing off each other and the aura of kinetic energy that surrounds both, the little ladies share a hug and a high five before each starts boogying their way down the ramp and aisle, slapping hands with as many as each can reach.
With the favourites mid-love fest, the PA blares to life.
“Your next contest will be one fall with a 20-minute time limit. Introducing first…from Boca Raton, Florida and Kiev, Ukraine, at a combined weight of two hundred and thirty-one pounds…members of the Upstarts clan…Chloe ‘Strawberry’ Fields and Katya Michalka.”
Chloe ‘Strawberry’ Fields
Katya Michalka
The duo waves strenuously at every corner of the arena when they reach the ring. Katya bangs her head and twirls her hips in a hot pink cropped tee, neon blue hot pants with white ankle boots and rainbow-colored legwarmers up to mid-thigh, the bawdy, gaudy wardrobe is completed with a multi-colored assortment of ‘kandi’ bracelets on each forearm that shift up and down, collecting at her wrists in a pile before the next spin sends them off on another trip halfway to her elbow.
Kat slides into the ring while Chloe continues to dispense hugs on the outside. Michalka finds a plush pink bear waiting in a corner and lifts it high, calling to Chloe. Fields turns to the sounds of the Ukrainian, Katya’s accent noticeable but not heavy. The redhead hugs her heart when she sees who’s waiting for her then makes the same out of her fingers and thumb.
Chloe hops to the apron in a pink and black ruffled two piece with mini-skirted bottoms ( reverse coloring of the following: ( shop.nordstrom.com/S/profile-by-gottex-bikini-top-skirted-bottoms/3196092?origin=category&resultback=798 ) pink boots and black pads.
She slides through the ropes and races to her bestest buddy Straw Beary.
STRAW BEARY:
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She gives her friend an enormous hug and Katya joins in to make it a three-way, the “awwws” from the crowd nearly overtaking the ovation. Chloe holds her bear high, Straw waving at all his fans. She brings him back down and plants a big smooch on his forehead then places him in the Upstart corner as the music for the beloved twosome begins to fade.
The speakers fade out, and soon after, the cheers of the crowd start to dwindle as well. But both prove to be only temporary. Chloe and Katya’s strategizing is promptly interrupted by a stomp-stomp-clap rhythm, though not one of the FAWNatics’ making. Soon after come the voices of Iggy Azalea and Ellie Goulding...
“HEAVY CROWN”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f8_hp7Nc6I
“And their opponents,” the announcer resumes, “at a combined weight of four hundred and twenty-seven pounds… Representing the Black Court, Ashley Locke, Pandora and Adrianna Papadopolous... they are... THE THHHRRREEEEEE!!!!! ”
The curtains part, and that serves as more than enough of a cue for the audience to lose their collective sh!t. And out step three physical specimens, who together form possibly the most imposing trio FAWN has ever seen.
Pandora
Pandora’s age is a hard thing to guess just by appearances, but she’d likely be carded at the Arena bar. And while there aren’t many women on the roster that can make the likes of Maggie Connor, Becky Clayton and Roxie freakin’ McCrimmon look like lightweights, she would certainly qualify. She stands just south of 6 feet tall and more than pleasingly fills out her white bikini top. The lights seem to dance off Pandora’s impossibly bronzed, impossibly smooth stomach. And her taut undercarriage is sheathed in a matching set of bikini bottoms, with three aqua buttons befitting her Miami roots leading toward tied off stretches of fabric that extend halfway down her thighs.
And when your legs never end, that’s a LOOOONG way.
Ashley Locke
To her right stands the former Goddess of Love. But with that moniker now relegated to history, Ashley Locke remains an Amazon, a statuesque blonde probably right at six feet with her boots and a good two thirds of that is probably leg. Said gams are exquisitely sculpted and look downright dangerous, as do her shoulders, abdominals and chest, the latter armoured in a orangish-red leather bikini top decorated with an intricate pattern of small metal studs. Her bottoms match the top, as do her pads and boots, though the pads are basic lycra and lack any sort of adornment. A detail for the discerning eye, the outer edge of each boot is adorned with a the stylized head and shoulders of a black horse.
Adrianna Papadopolous
To Pandora’s left is FAWN’s certified Greek Goddess, Adrianna Papadopolous. It’s immediately clear Adrianna regards the filthy, teeming masses much as she did before her time off among the immortals, like a deity gazing down from the heights. Her subjects stare, momentarily slack jawed at the Greek beauty, Addy in a black version of her original attire, only appropriate for a member of Emily West’s Black Court, the organization no doubt buoyed by her return.
Pappy adjusts her revealing bikini top, while the accompanying short, black, pleated skirt gives the look of a miniaturized toga, an occasional flash of the familiarly-hued blue panties still remaining beneath. Her elbow-pads and boots have gotten the Court treatment as well, going basic black.
With all three dressed for battle, combined with their introduction, both the Upstarts and the crowd look a little on edge. Chloe and Katya KNOW they didn’t sign on for a handicap match, but just who were they about to face? Which alignment of heavenly bodies would go into battle against them?
Pandora approaches the ring, her hindquarters perhaps not possessing quite the same degree of bootyliciousness as her former stablemate LaKeisha Bates—few do—but her hips make up for it with extra sass. Meanwhile, her fellow goddesses fan out--Pandora remaining in front of the ramp, while Ashley drifts to the right side of the ring and Pappy to the left. The Three then each climb onto the apron, leaving only the ropes behind Fields and Michalka--the ones FURTHEST from the aisle--free and clear, should they feel like fleeing.
Panny, Pappy and Locke each thread one luscious leg through the ropes and into the ring... but then, the former Goddess of Love withdraws hers. As Pandora and Adrianna enter the ring, Ashley descends to the floor. The question of their make-up now settled, the Goddesses begins to discuss strategy as the official moves to inspect Chloe and Katya.
The Upstarts take turns turning over their limbs for inspection, though neither takes their big brown eyes off the curvy competitors across the way, not to mention an Amazon in reserve. "You bring out your cell?" Chloe jokes. "We could use Sammie and Jaime about now."
Katya nods, knowing that unfortunately one wasn’t in the arena tonight, and the other wasn’t in much condition to help.
"Who..." Fields stammers.
The Party Animal cuts the redhead off. "I got it, Chloe. You just be ready when I need you. Cause we're both going to need each other to pull this off."
Strawberry nods and gives the brunette a squeeze before joining her bear on the outside. Michalka eschews any dancing to the middle of the ring, instead nervously bouncing there, ready to see which 1/3 of The Three would join her.
Across the ring, Adrianna takes a step toward the centre... and then halts. Shaking her head, the Greek Goddess turns and slips through the ropes, leaving one of the most dominant forces FAWN had ever seen in the ring to start the match. The ref calls for the bell, and a thoroughly unbothered Beach Goddess moves out toward the centre of the ring. Smirking, Panny raises her right hand, and invites Katya forward with a wave of her finger. "I'll let you get the first shot," she says. "Make it a good one, cause you're not gonna get another."
Perhaps buoyed by the most heralded effort ever in her FAWN career, a near upset of Pandora in a Beach Battle at All Hallows Evil in 2012 when the big blonde was FAWN World Champion, the decidedly smaller Michalka steps right up and levels a forearm into the chest of bosomy Black Courtier. When Pandora is only moved a half-step, Katya decides, though she only received an invitation for one, she'll be taking as many more as she can get and Kat loads up another for the blonde's mountainous rack.
And despite her earlier remarks, Pandora appears to be in a generous mood, as she doesn't move to block the second forearm shot.
Or the third.
A FOURTH, however, finally draws a reaction from the Beach Goddess--but when that reaction is a pained grunt, the FAWNatics have reason to cheer, and the Upstart has reason to hope. Fuelled by her success, Michalka keeps firing away, faster and harder with her blows--so much so that, even when Panny's arms START to rise in defence, they can't move into position to block. And finally, the accumulation of forearms sends a softly groaning Pandora back into the ropes. Katya unloads with a couple more forearms before switching gears, taking Panny's wrist and attempting to deliver an Irish whip.
But the curvaceous blonde shakes her head, her other arm securely hooked around the top rope. Determined, the Pretty Rave Girl digs in her heels and tries again, but STILL she can't dislodge the Beach Goddess. The third try appears to be the charm, Michalka ROARING in determination as she finally rips Pandora clear of the cables--only Panny applies the brakes. Alas, what looks to be a simple reversal of the Irish whip quickly becomes something much more offensive, the Beach Goddesses other arm rising to level Michalka as she tries to reel the brunette into a shortarm clothesline.
But Michalka dips below the swinging scythe, in a fashion easier than it might be for someone approaching the blonde's size. With Katya's wrist still in Pandora's clutches, Michalka quickly delivers a boot to the back of Panny's right knee, forcing her foe to genuflect in front of her. Pandora releases her grasp of the Ukrainian's limb and Kat presses her advantage. Swinging one leg and then the other over the shoulders of the lowered Panny, Katya's lithe legs press tight to Pandora's temples. Michalka's ankles cross so she can squeeze all the more, hoping to crack a nut between her thighs in the shape of Panny's noggin.
And the FAWNatics roar even louder, no doubt surprised to see the Upstarts gaining control so quickly--and the increasing crimson hue in Pandora's cheeks giving them even MORE reason to cheer. Pandora might be the biggest, strongest woman in this match, but not on her knees she's not. Of course, the Beach Goddess also possesses the strength to try NOT being on one knee much longer. Wrapping her arms around Michalka's pulsing legs, Pandora attempts to power back to her feet--and in the process, muscle the brunette up onto her shoulders and into the electric chair. From there, it would be a LONG way down for the Pretty Rave Girl.
As Katya's boot soles begin to leave the canvas, the brunette sends every bit of energy through her stems, trying to persuade Pandora otherwise, but there's no stopping her. The exotic Ukrainian beauty is hauled high off the canvas on the busty blonde's shoulders. Keeping her scissors glued as best she can, Kat also balls her right fist and levels a blow at Pandora's temple. But before she can deliver, perhaps the most threatening of The Three lays out and splatters Katya into the canvas. The mat echoes with the collision and, while Pandora peels away, Michalka is left a damaged Party Girl, her boots pattering against the canvas as she cradles the back of her braincase, her back arched.
"Alright," the Beach Goddess purrs, climbing back to her feet, "you're DEFINITELY not getting another shot in now." Stooping down, Pandora grabs a handful of hair and tugs the Pretty Rave Girl off the mat. Dipping, the voluptuous blonde threads an arm through Katya's thighs, and begins to hoist the Ukrainian up onto her shoulders. If she could get her there, another painful descent would be in store for Michalka, one that would involve her back slamming down across Panny's knee.
ARGENTINE BACKBREAKER @0:55:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lo5bJxLm24k
Katya squirms her heart out, boogying atop Pandora's shoulders like her spine depends on it. The big blonde proves that it does when she tosses Kat up and ducks her head under the plummeting Michalka. The exotic brunette nearly gets split across the middle when her backbone lands flush with Pandora's raised knee. Katya groans in pain, her body arching on either side of the fulcrum. And when the nasty Courtier presses her palms down on either side, Michalka yelps louder. The official drops down into Katya's field of view and asks if she wants to capitulate, which draws a snorting 'NO' from the proud Ukrainian.
Knowing full well that a submission would not be immediately forthcoming, Pandora sends Katya tumbling off her knee with a shove. Hitting the mat, the beautiful brunette rolls over to her stomach, one hand reaching to massage her lower back. That is, until the Beach Goddess nudges it away with a boot. She then steps onto the small of the Pretty Rave Girl's back, Katya kicking and thrashing something fierce as Pandora stretches out her hand...
... and Adrianna slaps it. Tag made, the Greek Goddess enters--Panny waiting until Pappy is inside the ropes before stepping off her prey. The voluptuous brunette peels Michalka off the mat, before following in her partner's shoulders and beginning to muscle Michalka onto her shoulders, planning to keep the focus on Katya's back with an Olympus Slam.
OLYMPUS SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9ABHCVOyns
Unfortunately the multi-hues of Katya's wardrobe are quickly turned into a rainbow. Sending an arm through Michalka's legs from behind, Adrianna launches the already aching Party Girl off her boot leather. Katya is sent across the shoulders of the Greek Goddess. In one fluid motion, Papadopolous lays out SLAMMING Katya's vertebrae into the thinly-covered plywood. The impact seems to send an electrical charge through the Rave Queen, back to back backbone bombardments from the big girls making Katya look like she's been in the match for ten minutes instead of closer to two.
Treating herself to another helping of Katya's dark locks, the Greek Goddess pulls the Pretty Rave Girl up once more. "Why don't you dance for me, little girl?" Pappy snarls, Michalka barely looking like she can remain upright, let alone bust out any of her usual moves. Not waiting for her opponent to even try to comply, Papadopolous stoops slightly, snaking her arms around Michalka's waist. She then prepares to scoop the Pretty Rave Girl into her arms and clamp down on a bear hug.
With her back aching too much to pull off any escape, Katya's lower spine is surrounded by the encompassing arms of the olive-skinned brunette. Pappy cinches her embrace tight, drawing a whimpering bleat from the Ukrainian. Katya's battered backbone takes more of a beating as Adrianna lifts her fellow dark-haired grappler and gives the smaller woman a ferocious rattle, Katya starting to ragdoll from the pressure and power exerted by just Two of The Three. Knowing she needs out of the clutches of the Goddess now, Katya raises her arms on either side of Addy's noggin, planning to clap her hands together behind the Greek's head and ring Pappy's ears.
The crowd erupts when Katya's palms connect with each side of Adrianna's noggin--but the earringer only serves to loosen the embrace, not break it entirely. Still, it does make breathing a little easier--and that allows Michalka to load up and fire again. And AGAIN, the embrace is slackened a little more, but Papadopolous' hands remain clasped together. The Pretty Rave Girl prepares for one last try, even as the Greek Goddess attempts to tighten the vice...
... and the THIRD earringer does the trick, Pappy's arms falling loose and allowing the exotic brunette to drop back to her feet. Katya pivots, whether to race into the ropes and toward her corner and Chloe's waiting tag is not immediately clear. What IS clear, however, is that even as she starts to race away, Adrianna's right hand flies upward, her fingers seeking out Katya's raven tresses, looking to clamp on and yank backward before Michalka can get too far away.
Adrianna's digits sink into the dark tresses of the exotic Eastern European and, with a vicious yank, Pappy drops the would--be scampering Michalka to the canvas. Legs ripped out from underneath her, Katya's escape is a short-lived one as her spine SLAMS against the thinly-covered plywood, her back again taking a nasty impact courtesy the Greek Goddess. Vertebrae arching in pain, Katya remains grounded, staring through half-lidded peepers at the lights above and then the halo-ed features of FAWN's deity.
Out on the floor, the Goddess of Love serves as the Three number one cheerleader--not that there's much competition for that title. She applauds as Papadopolous hairhauls the battered brunette up to rubbery legs. Keeping one hand plunged into Katya's mane, her other hand takes hold of Michalka's wrist, and the Greek Goddess starts to guide her smaller foe toward mid-ring--and closer to the Upstart corner. "Do you want to tag your friend?" she asks, quickly directly Katya away from Fields' offered hand. "Maybe you should tag the bear. The results might be better." Setting her feet, Adrianna abruptly begins to whip Katya toward the Three's corner, as forcefully as she can manage.
Michalka is sent racing to her opponent's HQ. But as she reaches the corner, she has the wherewithal to travel up the ropes on one side and swing an elevated Shining Wizard kick at Pandora's left temple. The big blonde is able to duck the boot, Kat coming up empty. But the Ukrainian is still able to u-turn out of enemy territory. The Rave Queen races at Pappy seemingly foolish enough to take her on with a full-speed tackle. But as Adrianna braces herself to demolish Katya, the Party Girl starts to sneak between the legs of the Goddess, hoping to baseball slide through, pop to her feet, and finally give Strawberry a chance to kick the cheesecake's ass with a dive to her outstretched hand.
And for the second time this evening, Katya's lack of relative height serves her well. She manages to dive through Adrianna's parted stems with ease, the Greek Goddess' momentum carrying her past the sliding Michalka and into her corner. "Don't let her get away!" Pandora shouts, pointing over Pappy's shoulder.
But as the voluptuous brunette turns, it's already too late--Michalka has sprung into a desperation dive which carries her into the Upstart's corner--and tag Chloe!!!! The FAWNatics leap to their feet as the diminutive redhead leaps over the ropes. But, as Chloe's boots touch down, Papadopolous is already racing toward her, hoping to catch the physically overmatched youngster with the running body block Michalka had successfully dodged.
Chloe's shoe leather hits canvas only for a second. With Pappy on the charge, the cherry-red mane of the fan favourite spreads like a fan when Fields leaps into the air. Strawberry's legs extend, the acrobatic former Cirque de Soleil performer aiming her heels at the considerable bounty of the Goddess, hoping to take the curvy brunette off her feet with a dropkick, or at least slow her down.
Papadopolous' bosom is a nearly impossible to miss target--and Chloe doesn't, her boots BLASTING into Adrianna's juggs. Fields' dropkick is made all the more effective by the Greek Goddess herself running directly into it, and a grunting Pappy wheels away, her arms rising and folding across her throbbing girls. For a moment, it appears the statuesque brunette will remain on her feet... but then, Adrianna falls to her knees, spurring the FAWNatics to an even louder ovation. Instantly, Pandora reaches her hand into the ring--and, a little less swiftly, Pappy pulls an arm away from her bosom to reciprocate. But, as she does so, Papadopolous pitches forward, winding up sprawled, face down--at least temporarily. Adrianna soon starts pushing up to her hands and knees, ready to make her exit from this match, even if its in a manner less than befitting a Goddess such as herself.
But as the olive-skinned grappler makes her way to unsteady feet, the diminutive Upstart takes off for the ropes behind her. Throwing herself into the cables with abandon, Chloe rebounds away from the rubber-coated steel and races at her foe. Leaping, Fields places her palms on either shoulder of the Goddess and vaults herself higher still. Wrapping her legs around the noggin of the busty brunette, the doe-eyed Upstart tries to rip the wobbly Black Courtier off her feet and pound her skull into the canvas with a spike hurricarana.
SPIKE HURRICARANA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ONC-ACyhX0
Strawberry's shapely thighs clamp tightly around Pappy's noggin, and the Greek Goddess immediately begins to reach her hands up toward the small of the redhead's back. Had this moronic runt really opted to sacrifice herself to Olympus, serving herself up for such a ready-made powerbomb? But before Adrianna can counter, Chloe whips her body backward in a stunningly violent motion--with even more stunning results. Papadopolous is RIPPED off her feet, flipping through the air in a manner more accustomed to either Fields or Michalka--though they usually land in a safer fashion. Pappy, on the other hand, lands with her skull BLASTED nearly THROUGH the canvas--and Chloe swiftly reaches her arms backward, gathering the curvaceous brunette's gams and securing the Greek Goddess in a tight matchbook.
Could it possibly be?
ONE...
TWO...
"Gnyyuuunnnggghhhhh!!!!!!"
Before the official can strike the mat a third time, Pandora's boot 'THWACK's against the back of Strawberry's skull, knocking the redhead from her perch with about a second to spare.
Fields rolls away from the impact, cradling her head with both hands but rolling to a seat on the canvas. She quickly notices the official snatching an elbow of Pandora, attempting to escort the blonde Amazon back to her station. Instead of going for a tag, Chloe motions Katya to join her and both Upstarts are instantly in the ring working together. Both women move to the still dazed Goddess. Plucking Adrianna off the canvas, each with a front facelock on the rubber-legged Greek, they raise their outside arms to spur on some love from the FAWNatics, then each diminutive Upstart throws their bodyweight in reverse, planning to lay out and double DDT the crown of Pappy's noggin into the deck once more and this time knock her consciousness to the far side of Olympus.
There's no shortage of love for the Upstarts when they rock backward, an absolute avalanche of affection for them when Papadopolous finds the crown of her skull SPIKED into the canvas a second time. For the briefest of moments, Adrianna actually remains planted, almost in a headstand--but the Greek Goddess as far too substantial a mass of succulent flesh to remain in such a state for long. Gravity finally pulls the olive skinned brunette down, Pappy ending up in a splayed heap on her back. Chloe Fields wastes no time in throwing herself across Adrianna's ample chest, reaching to hook the outside leg. Katya Michalka, meanwhile, stays within the ropes as the referee slides into position, ready to try to cut off any intervention from Pandora or Ashley.
ONE...
TWO...
No save this time.
But none is necessary. On her own, Papadopolous sends Chloe flying a good two feet into the air with an emphatic kickout--not that she seems able to do much more than roll to her stomach directly after.
Chloe looks wide-eyed at Straw Beary and then Katya, the smoky peepers of Michalka likewise wide with amazement at how far Fields had been flung. With Pandora and Aphrodite raising an Amazon-sized stink on the outside, both Upstarts remain in the ring and on the move. Strawberry convinces Addy to return to her back with a boot to the ribs then each Upstart heads for opposite cables on either side of the grounded Goddess. When they return, the duo leaps simultaneously, abbreviated but sinewy legs extended, each planning to drop stems atop Adrianna; Chloe across her throat and Katya across her chest.
And sure enough, the Upstarts double their pleasure and double their fun. Michalka gets probably the best of the exchange, one leg slamming down across Papadopolous' belly and the other crushing her bosom, while Chloe's gam momentarily collapses Adrianna's windpipe. The Greek Goddess' legs sail into the air--only to be secured by the Pretty Rave Girl, Katya smoothly shifting into a cover. Apparently willing to overlook the Ukrainian's status as NOT the legal woman in this match (possibly in view of the long odds facing the Upstarts), the referee again moves to count.
ONE...
Pandora slips a leg through the ropes.
TWO....
And Pappy supplies another kickout without her partner's aid--not quite with the same authority as a moment ago, but still enough to keep the match going.
Less amazed than before, Chloe and Katya scramble to their feet. Each turn to Pandora, stick their thumbs in their ears, finger-made moose antlers waving from both cuties and stick their tongues at the Amazon. Unable to take the blatant disrespect, Panny storms through the ropes, but is halted by the striped-shirt. With the referee's hands full, each Upstart grabs a wrist of the Goddess and hauls the curvy Greek to her feet. Drawing her back into the ropes, Fields and Michalka launch Adrianna in a double whip across to the far ropes. The Upstarts join hands as Addy's rebounds and race at her with dual clotheslines drawn to rip the big brunette off her feet with yet another double team, the little angels turning a tad devilish to show how The Three can be taken down.
Only as the Greek Goddess hurtles toward the Upstarts, Adrianna takes a page out of Katya's book from earlier--and though it's not nearly as easy for her, Papadopolous ducks underneath their joined arms. The curvaceous Goddess carries on into the opposite ropes, Fields and Michalka slamming on the brakes and quickly spinning around. Strawberry and Katya reach to lock hands again--but, before they can, Adrianna skids to a halt in front of them. And as she comes to a stop in front of them, her hands flash forward, one set of fingers coiling around Chloe's throat and the other clutching the neck of the Pretty Rave Girl. With a grunt, Papadopolous attempts to hoist BOTH Upstarts into the air, a chokeslam in each of their futures, if she has her way.
Proving herself a divinity on earth or at least that she's had more than enough of two fleas buzzing around her, Adrianna shows Pandora she's got some competition in the power department. With her strength split between both Upstarts, the Goddess sends both lightweights high into the air . But there's only so much even a deity can do. While Addy's right-handed grip stays true, Chloe is able to fight out of Pappy's left hand. The result is Katya being SLAMMED nearly THROUGH the canvas while the redhead lands beside Adrianna, scoots behind her, pushes the Greek beauty to the ropes in front of them and tries to Alabama Via Kiev Roll the Goddess up for a three-spot.
To the surprise of some, yet the delight of practically all the FAWNatics, Chloe's legs prove powerful enough that she can drive the buxom brunette into the ropes. But, as Pappy's belly and bosom meet the cables, she hooks her arms around the top rope, preventing Strawberry from rolling her up. To her credit, though, the redhead's arms remain wrapped around Adrianna's waist, and she gives it another try. This time, however, Papadopolous rocks her hips back, slamming her ample hindquarters into Chloe's tummy. That sends Fields staggering back toward the centre of the ring, empty hand. Knowing she needs to act quickly, the fiery Upstart charges back toward her opponent. But, as she does, Pappy turns around, raising a boot to meet Strawberry with a high front kick.
HIGH FRONT KICK @0:05:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=74U6J3B2jJQ
The sight of Chloe barrelling toward the substantially bigger Black Courtier is one to behold and it's one the crowd appreciates, showing so with a loud cheer. But that roar quickly becomes a disappointed groan when the boot of a Goddess strikes Strawberry's chin and levels Fields. Chloe's tawny legs fly out in front of her, the back of her skull CLUNKING off the canvas with enough force, her big brown eyes are left saucers, staring blankly into the rafters, her body in a wide spreadeagle next to the still starfished powerslam recipient Katya.
The referee drops to one knee, and attempts to roll a seemingly unconscious Katya under the bottom rope. But, before he can, Adrianna places a hand on his shoulder and sends him tumbling with a shove. As he spills to his backside, the Greek Goddess gathers a handful of Michalka's locks and pulls her back to some semblance of verticality.
"Watch it, Pap..." he starts to admonish her, before he's cut off by the roaring voice of the Goddess.
"No, YOU WATCH IT!" Adrianna commands. "You were perfectly content to let these two attack me together. Now, you can stand back and watch them SUFFER together."
Shifting her grip to the Ukrainian's wrist, Pappy returns to an earlier plan, lining the Pretty Rave Girl up with Pandora's corner--but she's momentarily halted when she feels a hand clutching at her ankle. Looking down at the mewling Chloe, Papadoplous shakes her boot loose with ease. "Be patient," she mutters, preparing to whip Katya toward the buckles. "Your turn IS coming..."
Still feeling the after-effects of the Goddess spiking her already racked spine into the canvas, the rattled Party Girl is a blur of colours as she's sent sprinting across the mat. Katya turns into the impact, her body rocked by the collision of backbone to buckles. The raver sags into the corner, throwing her arms over the top rope on either side to remain upright, kandi bracelets collecting at her wrists, a purple glow stick hanging out from a legwarmer.
After sending a spiteful stomp between Fields' shoulderblades, Adrianna stoops and scrapes Strawberry off the mat as well. In her corner, Pandora briefly considers slinging her arm around Katya's throat, but the Pretty Rave Girl doesn't look like she's going anywhere anytime soon. Taking Chloe's wrist, Papadopolous begins to launch the diminutive redhead toward her partner with an Irish whip, planning not to wait but a second before racing in after her--and crushing BOTH underneath an avalanche of Greek Goddess.
Chloe follows the same path as her partner, her first few strides barely touching the canvas from the force of Adrianna's heave. The bedimpled redhead roars toward her fellow Upstart and turns into Michalka, making a delectable sandwich out of Katya. Fields SLAMS into the brunette behind her CRUSHING Kat. But there's a double decker on the menu and the curvy Goddess serves it up SPLASHING both Chloe and Katya beneath her, the force drawing a sympathy moan from the FAWNatics. As Papadoplous steps aside, Strawberry staggers out of the corner a few steps before twisting into a tumble to her back, ending in another 'X' marking the spot, face up. The bottom of the sandwich also stumbles out on rubbery stems, Kat pitching forward face-first and, unfortunately for Fields, the Party Girl's forehead RAMS into her crotch. Chloe sits up rigid, her doe eyes welling, jaw dropping, before she squeaks pitifully and melts back to horizontal.
Adrianna regards the inadvertent Upstart on Upstart violence with a bemused smirk, before sauntering over to her corner. Pandora extends a waiting hand... and Pappy slaps it, bringing the former FAWN World champion back into the match. "Which one do you want?" the Greek Goddess asks.
"I'll take the runt," the Beach Goddess replies, before leisurely strolling over to Katya.
Bending down, Panny wraps her arms around Michalka's waist, pulling the brunette up and letting her hand for a moment at the curvaceous blonde's hip. Meanwhile, Adrianna pulls a teary-eyed Chloe up with a handful of hair, then swivels to stand back-to-back with Strawberry. Threading her arms through Fields', Pappy begins to lean forward, preparing to deliver the Curse of the Lamia. A couple of feet away, Pandora starts to sling Katya onto her shoulder, and into position for her Dominator.
CURSE OF THE LAMIA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2wdxlYNk608
DOMINATOR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sDgsgIwHUg
Adrianna locks elbows with the dazed Ukrainian and leans forward, drawing the smaller brunette onto her back. Meanwhile, Pandora plays with her Raggedy Ann, gutwrenching Chloe up with ease, draping the tawny Upstart over her right shoulder. With practiced precision, Pandora throws Strawberry to the deck face and chest first with little more than disdain, Chloe spasming from the force of the impact, ending face down and unmoving. Nearby, Addy drops to her knees and PLANTS Katya's head and shoulders into the deck, the olive-skinned powerhouse using her strength and Katya's own weight to knock the Party Girl loopy. The Goddess lets Kat slough to her side, knowing Michalka is not the legal woman to pin.
From her knees, Adrianna looks up at Pandora with a satisfied smile--and the Beach Goddess offers a small, approving nod for her partner's act of devastation. Climbing to her feet, Papadopolous gathers up the puddled remnants of the Pretty Rave Girl before shrugging the brunette up across her shoulders. She then carries the Ukrainian party girl over to the Upstart corner, pausing only long enough to send Straw Beary sailing into the steel guardrail with a kick. As the FAWNatics unleash a torrent of jeers, pappy begins to scale her way to the middle rope. Standing there, the Greek Goddess shuffles Michalka across her chest, preparing to demonstrate to one and all Whose Katya's Pappy.
WHOSE YER PAPPY?:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mLMEGUOWvsE
On the other side of the ring, Pandora tugs Chloe up as well, spinning the redhead so that her back is to the Beach Goddess. Slipping her right arm underneath Strawberry's, the buxom blonde nudges her head underneath Fields' left arm as she locks in the half nelson. There isn't a FAWNatic who doesn't know what's about to happen next, as all signs indicate Pandora intends to turn Chloe's night into a Greek Tragedy.
GREEK TRAGEDY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uD8FwEDXAMo
As if on a temple altar several steps above the ring, the Goddess holds a softly squirming Katya across her chest, the crowd pleading with the Upstart to break loose. But there's no denying Adrianna is Katya's pappy tonight. The powerful Greek beauty backflips, tossing Michalka into a fallaway slam from on high. Kat is splattered into the deck in spectacular fashion, rolling to a stop, back to the canvas, consciousness knocked to Hades.
Across the ring, Pandora has a gobsmacked Chloe in her half-nelson and launches the tawny-skinned cutie high. Strawberry's legs whip up above her cradled body and Panny sits out. The resulting drop to the canvas folds Chloe in a gruesome manner, legs smashing down atop the head and shoulders that strike the deck with incredible force. A demolished Fields remains matchbooked, taut little ass pointed to the rafters, Pandora sitting next to her, appearing almost bored as she places a palm atop Strawberry's derriere.
Across the ring, Adrianna settles into a seated straddle of Katya's waist. Leaning forward, the brunette palms Michalka's breasts... but, even as she applies a cover, the referee focuses solely on Pandora and Chloe. The official checks Strawberry's shoulders, a totally needless gesture, but to his credit, he's thorough. With Fields planted, the official slaps off the...
ONE...
TWO...
...and THREE!, the referee appearing as though he might be just as likely to count to THREE HUNDRED before the redhead would come to under Pandora's arrogantly applied palm.
For her part, Katya barely even twitches as well.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the announcer proclaims, not that a single damned soul needed to be told, "your winners, via pinfall... THE THHHRRREEEEEE!!!!!"
The referee reaches to take a wrist of the risen Pappy and Panny--but both blonde and brunette shirk than hands free of his grasp. The two Goddesses instead wait for the arrival of their fellow deity, Ashley Locke apparently the only person worthy of signalling their victory. The FAWNatics continue to voice their displeasure at the outcome, but all their boos are met with ever-widening, knowing smiles by the ladies of the Three. "Mortal women stand no chance against us!" Pappy exclaims, Ashley nodding in agreement.
But the last word goes to Pandora. "What chance do little girls like these have?"