Post by alyadmirer on Apr 19, 2016 19:20:14 GMT
No sooner had the ring been cleared from the previous contest, the arena’s sound system comes to life, pumping out an an increasingly familiar entrance anthem. While the air fills with the sound of Sumo Cyco’s “Get Off”, the upcoming arrivals are anything BUT unfamiliar, and almost immediately all those in attendance hop to their feet and begin to cheer.
“GET OFF”:
STUDIO: www.youtube.com/watch?v=MvLLEAP0rGk
LIVE: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AexMGrQu-vk
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer proclaims, “your following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, with a 30 minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Boulder, Colorado... She stands at five feet two inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and seventeen pounds. She is the Backyard Highlight Reel… RILEY SHAYNE! And her partner, coming to us tonight from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada... Standing five feet four inches tall and weighing in at one hundred and sixteen rockin’ pounds... She is AJ SWANN, and together, they are... the HEEEAAARRRTTTBBBRRREEEAAAKKKEEERRRSSS!!!!! ”
AJ SWANN:
RILEY SHAYNE:
Two figures emerge at the top of the ramp, one a blonde and tan blur of motion, darting to the edge of the ramp and rallying the crowd with a pumped fist, the other a more fair-skinned and multi-hued maned (predominately blues, purples and greens) similarly racing to the opposite edge of the stage and firing THOSE fans up. With the house roaring its approval, Riley Shayne and AJ Swann meet at the center of the stage, the duo exchanging a pair of high fives... and this fairly more sedate by comparison moment allows the crowd to realize that both Swann and Shayne have ditched their individual looks for a more uniform set of togs.
The blonde and multi-hued hotties each are dressed tonight in plaid mini skirts--predominately red in AJ’s case and blue for Riley--and white tank tops. But even with the more uniform look, the duo sport differences: AJ wears narrow red suspenders with her ensemble, Riley does not. Swann sports her trademark tattered fishnets, while Riley’s shapely gams are more exposed. And while the Hardcore Heartbreaker wears a gray sleeve on her right elbow, the Coloradical Kid sports one on her left. There are even differences in their similarities--Swann’s tank sports her cracked, bleeding heart logo at her bosom; Shayne’s chest is adorned with the emblem of a broken table. AJ sports her black, skeletal-print gloves and her ever-present bandana--aqua tonight--around her right wrist, while this evening Riley has opted to tie a white one around her left wrist. And both women wear white kneepads and boots.
Side by side, the young stars race down to the ring, Shayne winning the sprint and diving under the bottom rope first. Springing back to her feet quickly, the death-defying blonde throws up both hands. The blonde is CLEARLY amped for for tonight’s contest when she bellows, “YOU READY FOR A FIGHT, ORLANDO?!”
The crowd responds in an overwhelming affirmative.
The FAWNatics don’t appear to hold Riley’s eagerness to get in the ring against this up-and-coming union, as AJ performs a detour. Swann circuits ringside, slapping hands with as many fans as she can reach--and in fact, the Canadian cutie performs TWO laps, one on behalf of her partner.
Springing onto the apron, Swann pauses for a moment to wipe her boots, then slips a leg through the ropes. Pulling her frame through the cables in one swift motion, AJ all but bounces to the nearest corner, where she mounts the middle buckle and thrust both arms above her head--the crowd roaring even louder in response. The raucous reception from the FAWNatics leaves little doubt, they have forgiven her for the sin of being led astray--however momentarily--by the Malevolent Moralizer, Miranda Wainwright. Jumping down from the corner, AJ’s smile stays just as bright as she joins her young, blonde, enthusiastic compatriot, claiming their corner as they await the arrival of their opposition--and, just perhaps, history.
The FAWNatics continue to shower the Heartbreakers with cheers and adulation, but their ruckus is soon interrupted by a stomp-stomp-clap rhythm, though not one of the FAWNatics’ making. Soon after comes the voices of Iggy Azalea...
“HEAVY CROWN”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f8_hp7Nc6I
“And now,” the announcer resumes, “introducing the champions...”
Those words send the crowd into raucous jeers.
“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 armored 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 slackjawed 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 Sisters and the crowd look a little on edge. Any combination of these three beauties posed a tall order. Which alignment of heavenly bodies would go into battle against them?
There is perhaps one clue: Adrianna and Pandora carry the straps over their shoulders.
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. The Three stop at the end of the aisle, and as Ellie Goulding’s voice replaces Iggy’s, Papadopolous and Pandora slowly raise their title belts into the air, each with one hand...
“This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud..."
Just as the last line begins, the Greek Goddess and the Goddess of Love violently pull their belts back down, toward their abdomens.
“But bytch I got it now!”
The champions 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 Swann and Shayne--the ones FURTHEST from the aisle--free and clear, should they feel like running back to the locker room before the Three arranged their passage to the nearest trauma center.
Panny, Pappy and Locke each thread one luscious leg through the ropes and into the ring... but then, the Goddess of Love withdraws hers. As Pandora and Adrianna enter the ring, Ashley descends to the floor--an aftereffect of their last outing? After a few moments of discussion, the Greek Goddess withdraws to the apron, leaving the former World champion in the ring to start the match.
Across the ring, AJ Swann opts to start out for the Heartbreakers. Truthfully, she and Riley couldn’t hope to match the size that ANY combination of the Three could present. But the Hardcore Heartbreaker came the closest, and had more experience than the Coloradical Kid, making her the best option to open--and Shayne does not put up TOO much of an argument.
The bell sounds, AJ’s fingers almost nervously waving in anticipation as she moves out of her corner, Pandora far more leisurely in her stride. And after a few steps, the Beach Goddess just... stops. With a smirk, the imposing blonde raises a right hand and beckons the rainbow haired hottie forward. “Free shot,” Panny tells her. “Make it count.” It might be a trap, but that doesn’t stop the Hardcore Heartbreaker from charging forward and leaping into as hard of a forearm to Pandora’s bosom as she could throw...
... which barely staggers the former World champion.
AJ jumps into a second, and a third, neither one managing to force Pandora back much more than a step. Switching gears, Swann grabs her opponent’s wrist and tries to launch her with an Irish whip, but it’s as if the Beach Goddess’ boots have been welded to the mat--she CAN’T move her. AJ tries again...
... and Pandora finally moves, but does so by REVESING the whip, sending the Hardcore Heartbreaker hurtling toward the ropes. Swann thinks quickly, and decides that her best hope of doing damage to Pandora would be to go for a little misdirection, so she dives into a handstand, falling back into the ropes and coming back at the former World champion with her Beautiful Disaster. AJ’s boot connects soundly with the side of Pandora’s skull, rocking the big blonde...
BEAUTIFUL DISASTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=np5ld1IJ4cM&nohtml5=False
... but she STILL DOESN'T GO DOWN.
Swann kips up, but she has to take a moment to pick her jaw off the mat. Shaking off her stupor, the multihuednette turns and sprints back into the ropes, but Pandora takes off after her, meeting the Hardcore Heartbreaker the moment AJ’s back hits the rubber coated steel with an extended right arm. The Beach Goddess’ clothesline ‘THWAM!’s into Swann’s sternum with enough force to lift AJ off her feet and send her flipping over the rope. The Canadian Cutie hits the floor hard, coming to rest in an ungainly tangle of arms and legs, a few feet away from one Ashley Locke...
Give Riley Shayne credit. Giving up the most size in this contest, she still doesn’t hesitate to head from one side of the apron to the other, staring down the looming Goddess of Love. “Don’t even think about it, Ash...” the Coloradical Kid threatens, Locke responding with a soft chuckle. But she still raises her hands and steps back, allowing AJ to crawl her way back to the ring and pull herself back onto the apron. Inside the ring, Pandora saunters over to the ropes...
... and the Hardcore Heartbreaker lunges through the ropes, driving a shoulder into the Beach Goddess’ bronzed belly, forcing Panny back a step and doubling her over. Leaning back, AJ launches herself over the top rope, wrapping her arms around Pandora’s waist and attempting to take the curvaceous blonde down with a sunset flip...
Again, though, it’s as if Panny’s rooted to the canvas. She cannot be budged. Her arms windmill for a moment... but then they reach down, her hands wrapping around AJ’s neck, the imposing blonde pulling the Hardcore Heartbreaker out from between her legs and muscling Swann high into the air. The rainbow haired hottie’s hands wrap around Pandora’s wrists, her feet kicking at nothing, but she can’t pry her way free...
... until the Beach Goddess TOSSES her into the near corner.
Glancing over her shoulder, Panny flashes Riley a taunting smirk. “Be a good girl,” she purrs, “and we’ll be nice. We won’t even let her tag you.”
“Just wait, bytch,” the Coloradical Kid snarls back. “And just watch me tag YOUR ASS!”
“That’s adorable,” Panny replies. “Moronic. But adorable.”
Turning her attention back to the Hardcore Heartbreaker, the voluptuous blonde charges toward the corner, leaping into a splash... that finds nothing but turnbuckles, AJ Swann rolling out of the way. The Canadian Cutie takes a couple of steps before launching herself in a dive toward her corner, slapping the outstretched hand of Riley Shayne. As Panny staggers out of the corner, arms folded across her chest, the smaller blonde grabs the top rope and rocks back. And when the Beach Goddess turns toward her, Riley rockets onto the top rope, staying there just long enough to stage the final leg of her flight, sailing toward Pandora and wrapping an arm around her neck. Shayne kicks her legs high into the air...
PIKE’S PEAK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgTMa6EFr9k
... and STILL the Beach Goddess cannot be taken off her feet!
Panny’s arms wrap around Riley’s midsection, the first order of business extracting her noggin from Riley’s headlock. Once that is done, the Beach Goddess shuffles her writhing cargo into a gorilla press high above her head. And the Coloradical Kid goes higher still when the tag champ tosses her toward the lights...
... but Riley’s descent comes to a premature end. It’s hardly a merciful one, however, as her midsection lands across the taut, rubber coated steel of the top rope, her kicking legs remaining inside the confines of those ropes and her head hanging toward the apron--on Adrianna’s side of the ring. Leaving her corner, the Greek Goddess charges, launching a mighty kneelift that ‘THWAAAACK!’s off the diminutive blonde’s forehead and sends her crashing back to the mat in a puddle of flesh.
Pandora strolls toward her corner, tagging out to Papadopoulos. Across the ring, AJ Swann looks on in concern as the curvy brunette hairhauls the Coloradical Kid up to her feet. Letting go of Riley’s tresses, Adrianna instead takes a wrist, which she uses to YANK Shayne into a wicked short arm clothesline, the tiny blonde flipping through the air two near complete revolutions before landing face down on the mat with a loud thud and a soft groan.
SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9ttGzQ6Cw4
Seemingly unconcerned, Pappy methodically pulls the Coloradical Kid up to her knees, and a weak punch from the dazed blonde doesn’t appear to do much to change the Greek Goddess’ mind, drawing little more than a small puff of a grunt from Adrianna before she answers with a kneelift to the jaw. Having sufficiently stilled Shayne, Papadopoulos hauls Riley up the rest of the way, and then lifts the backyard phenom OFF her feet, wrapping her arms TIGHT around Shayne’s waist as she pulls her foe into a crushing bearhug.
“What do you say, Riley?” the referee asks, the Coloradical Kid’s legs wrapping around Addy’s hips, her eyes almost immediately beginning to brim as Pappy pours on the pressure. But she shakes her head no, while the Greek Goddess absently backpedals toward the Three’s corner.
Reaching over the top rope, Pandora slaps her partner’s shoulder. And while the curvaceous blonde returns to the ring, Adrianna suddenly begins to spin, the movement abrupt enough to break the Coloradical Kid’s loose scissors--exactly as Pappy had hoped. The Greek Goddess drops to one knee, viciously swinging her cargo down spine first across her outstretched thigh, Shayne letting out a loud wail from the massive spinning backbreaker.
SPINNING BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsfA7d2EIRE
“Alright, Adrianna,” the referee orders her. “You tagged out, you leave the ring.”
“As you wish, mortal,” Pappy replies with unusual humility, while Panny hairhauls Riley up to an exceedingly wobbly vertical base. Slinging an arm around the Coloradical Kid’s neck, the Beach Goddess takes Shayne’s waistband, pops her hips, and hoists her opponent aloft--where she KEEPS the diminutive blonde for close to fifteen seconds. Only then, after a considerable amount of blood has rushed to Riley’s head, Pandora drops her, catching her and transitioning into a brutal powerslam.
DELAYED JACKHAMMER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1B1sQdYjdrA
The ref tenses, preparing to slide into position to check Shayne’s shoulders, but Pandora doesn’t stay on top of her foe, instead rising to her knees. Reclaiming her footing, the Beach Goddess peels Riley off the mat, lining her up with the far corner and whipping her toward the buckles. The voluptuous blonde follows her in, leaping and CRUSHING the Coloradical Kid under one hundred and fifty-one pounds of former World champion. Using her body to keep Riley pinned against the buckles, Panny takes the smaller blonde’s wrist again and delivers a second Irish whip...
... followed by a SECOND splash that somehow failed to reduce Riley to atoms.
This time, the Beach Goddess takes a step back, allowing her opponent to fall to her knees, and then to all fours. Struggling just to breathe, the backyard phenom begins to crawl away from one corner and towards another, but unfortunately it’s the one occupied by Adrianna Papadopoulos. “RILEY!” AJ shouts, hoping her voice might prompt the Coloradical Kid to change course, but that becomes irrelevant when Panny grabs her hair and leads her into the Three’s corner.
Tagging to the Greek Goddess, Pandora pulls Riley up with a handful of hair--and then, just as her partner had done a few moments before, the Beach Goddess draws the Coloradical Kid into a tight bearhug. But unlike before, this time Adrianna comes up behind Shayne. reaching her arms around the small blonde’s midsection and clasping her hands together behind Pandora’s back, creating a GROUP bearhug that prompts the Hardcore Heartbreaker to slip a leg through the ropes...
She hold back, however, when the referee starts his count in a surprisingly prompt fashion. At “FOUR!” the duo relent, Panny relinquishing her embrace first and then Pappy letting go long enough to let the Beach Goddess step away. That second ALMOST allows Riley to melt to the canvas, if not for Adrianna slipping her head underneath Shayne’s left arm. Reaching an arm through the diminutive blonde’s thighs, the powerful brunette lifts her opponent onto her shoulders, dropping back and DRIVING Riley to the mat with her Olympus Slam. Rolling over, Pappy hooks a leg...
OLYMPUS SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9ABHCVOyns
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Shayne gets a shoulder up.
“Are you really so foolish not to recognize when we are merciful?” Addy asks, rising and stuffing Riley’s head between her thighs, locking down a tight standing headscissors. Wrapping her arms around the blonde’s waist, the Greek Goddess swings the Coloradical Kid up onto her shoulders, BLASTING the youngster with a powerbomb that leaves Riley twitching and spasming on the deck. Taking a wrist, Papadopoulos drags the wreckage of the challenger to the nearest empty corner. She then slips out onto the apron, the brunette perhaps not as well known for acrobats as the splattered woman on the mat, but she could still call upon Fire from Olympus.
FIRE FROM OLYMPUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIH0lb8tU5Y
As much as they may hate her, the sight of a woman Adrianna’s size pumping her body as she descends. But what TRULY brings joy to the hearts of the FAWNatics is the sight of the Coloradical Kid rolling out of the way! Papadopoulos bounces up to her knees, her arms wrapping around her tummy before she rocks over to one hip. Shayne, meanwhile, tumbles to her belly and starts slithering toward salvation and the offered hand of AJ Swann. The Hardcore Heartbreaker’s OTHER hand slaps the top turnbuckle, trying to rally Riley and CERTAINLY rallying the crowd.
But Adrianna recovers first, pushing to her hands and knees and crawling toward her corner. The slap of Pappy’s hand meeting Panny’s puts a momentary damper on the FAWNatics’ enthusiasm... until a final dive allows the Coloradical Kid to answer with a tag of her own! Swann vaults over the top rope, sprinting toward the charging Beach Goddess with a surprising absence of fear. As the duo near a collision, AJ leaps into the air and extends her left arm, connecting with Pandora’s chest on a nice scythe-like blow, only to swing round and top it off with a clubbing right as well.
HELLO, NASTY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mAnVip4xkcs&feature=channel_page
... AND PANNY GOES DOWN! DOWN GOES PANDORA!!! UP goes AJ, popping to her feet just long enough to step back and launch her #1 Crush, her version of the standing shooting star press, her stomach smacking down across the Beach Goddess’.
#1 CRUSH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MzHpR8zFQZ4
While it left her in position to go for the cover, AJ knows it’ll take more than that to finish off someone the caliber of Pandora. Picking herself up, the Hardcore Heartbreaker pulls the curvaceous blonde up as far as her knees, having no desire to allow the Beach Goddess to get any higher than that. Swann laces her left arm around Pandora’s neck, but she then reaches BOTH arms under the blonde’s. Securing them, the rainbow haired hottie kicks out her left leg, falls back and DRILLS the former World champ’s head into the mat, cooking up a little Brain Stew. Could it be enough for new champions? AJ tries to find out, covering and hooking a leg...
BRAIN STEW:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6OvWpL52TU
ONE...
Whether or not Pandora needed the assist, Adrianna Papadopoulos doesn’t wait to find out. Rolling back into the ring, she dives toward AJ Swann with both fists joined into one... but it seems the Hardcore Heartbreaker either spies her or senses her approach, as she tosses Panny’s luscious leg aside and rolls away, leaving nothing to prevent the Greek Goddess’ double axehandle from slamming into the bosom of HER OWN PARTNER!
A horrified Pappy struggles to her feet, hands covering her mouth, but her troubles are only just beginning. As she starts to turn away from her save gone awry, she encounters a flying backyard phenom, Riley Shayne slipping her legs around Adrianna’s head. Knowing it would take quite a bit of force to rip the Greek Goddess off her feet, the Coloradical Kid completes a full half dozen orbits of the tag team champion before using her whirlybird headscissors to send the brunette flying through the ropes--and crashing into Ashley Locke on the outside!
WHIRLYBIRD HEADSCISSORS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0aBM6CHrZlc
But as far as Riley Shayne is concerned, there is still unfinished business, it seems. Charging to the ropes, the small blonde propels herself onto the uppermost cable and from their unleashes a springboard 450 plancha that catches both blonde and brunette out on the floor, all three crashing to the cold concrete.
SPRINGBOARD 450 PLANCHA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GOjvaM1HyOQ
AJ Swann hasn’t been idle while her partner evened up the odds. No, for her part, the Hardcore Heartbreaker has ventured into the high rent district, taking flight from the top rope, her back crashing down across the chest of the Beach Goddess with a textbook Swannton Bomb!
SWANNTON BOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZroJLud1hc
Pulling the imposing blonde up to her feet with one hand filled with hair, the rainbow haired hottie draws her other thumb across her throat, the crowd ROARING as the unbelievable might actually be about to transpire. Ducking under the right arm of the Beach Goddess, AJ reaches across her opponent’s back with her right arm...
SWANN SONG:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eG8CZ8lIJU
... but Pandora sends her elbow SLAMMING into the back of Swann’s head, once... twice... and three times, the last shot allowing the former World champion to extricate herself from AJ’s grasp--and to secure her own lock on the Canadian Cutie’s noggin. Taking a handful of Swann’s waistband, Panny attempts to hoist the challenger up for a vertical suplex...
... but AJ hooks Pandora’s leg, rocking back and rolling the voluptuous blonde up in a tight small package!
ONE...
TWO...
THREENOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At the VERY last possible instant, Pandora bucks free.
It’s a race back to verticality, which is won by the Hardcore Heartbreaker, but as she reaches for Pandora, the curvy blonde SLAMS an emphatic kneelift into AJ’s gut, hard enough to lift the multihuednette off her feet as she doubles over. Without missing a beat, the Beach Goddess wraps her arms around Swann’s midsection and swings the challenger up onto her shoulder, only to reverse course and BLAST AJ back to the mat face and chest first with her Dominator.
DOMINATOR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sDgsgIwHUg
Panny stoops to scoop up the Hardcore Heartbreaker... but as she does, Riley Shayne charges from behind and off to the side. Taking advantage of the bigger blonde’s positioning, the Coloradical Kid slaps on a three-quarters facelock and sprints toward the near corner, no doubt aiming to deliver her Cliffdive... but Pandora SLAMS her hands into Riley’s lower back, shoving the backyard phenom off and driving her chest first into the turnbuckles. But just because she had freed herself doesn’t mean the voluptuous blonde stops sprinting. No, she charges into the corner as well, OBLITERATING Shayne between her curvaceous frame and the buckles.
Meanwhile, Adrianna rolls back into the ring, climbing to her feet and approaching the stirring Hardcore Heartbreaker. Scraping AJ off the mat and up to her chest, the brunette then shuffles her foe up across her shoulders before she targets the empty corner to Panny and Riley’s left. Her long legs covering plenty of ground, Papadopoulos tosses Swann from her shoulder, the rainbow haired hottie’s face striking the top turnbuckle and snapping her head back as her feet lightly touch down against the mat.
Utterly punchdrunk, AJ wheels around, stumbling in criss-crossing steps that nicely complimented her suddenly crossed eyes toward the Greek Goddess... as well as the Beach Goddess who had joined her alongside. As Pandora grabs Swann’s shoulders and pushes down, Adrianna reaches through the challenger’s legs, grabbing a wrist and pulling on AJ’s arm. Panny then follows suit, crossing the Canadian’s wings in an ‘X’ and holding her hands between her thighs. Together, they use this unconventional grip to swing the Hardcore Heartbreaker up into a unique stall position, AJ seated on a shoulder of each tag champ. There they hold her for about two seconds before launching the rainbow haired hottie back to earth, unloading with their devastating Trinity.
TRINITY @4:28:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpmNbsXWCNU
Taking Swann’s legs, Pandora folds the multihuednette up into a matchbook before propping her elbows against AJ’s glutes. Lacing her fingers together, the blonde creates a bridge to rest her chin as the official slides into position for the count, Adrianna tensing to head off any attempt at a save from Riley Shayne...
... although the Coloradical Kid remains in a motionless puddle, all but forgotten in a distant corner.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer tells a thoroughly deflated FAWN Arena, “your winners, via pinfall... and STILL FAWN Tag Team champions... THE THHHRRREEEEEE!!!!!”
Ashley Locke brings the tag team gold back into the ring, passing a strap back to each of the women who had retained them. The challengers changed, but the results apparently never did, and each performance further cemented the Three’s place in the discussion of FAWN’s greatest tag teams.
How long would it be before they had completely eliminated that discussion altogether?
“GET OFF”:
STUDIO: www.youtube.com/watch?v=MvLLEAP0rGk
LIVE: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AexMGrQu-vk
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer proclaims, “your following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, with a 30 minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Boulder, Colorado... She stands at five feet two inches tall and weighs in tonight at one hundred and seventeen pounds. She is the Backyard Highlight Reel… RILEY SHAYNE! And her partner, coming to us tonight from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada... Standing five feet four inches tall and weighing in at one hundred and sixteen rockin’ pounds... She is AJ SWANN, and together, they are... the HEEEAAARRRTTTBBBRRREEEAAAKKKEEERRRSSS!!!!! ”
AJ SWANN:
RILEY SHAYNE:
Two figures emerge at the top of the ramp, one a blonde and tan blur of motion, darting to the edge of the ramp and rallying the crowd with a pumped fist, the other a more fair-skinned and multi-hued maned (predominately blues, purples and greens) similarly racing to the opposite edge of the stage and firing THOSE fans up. With the house roaring its approval, Riley Shayne and AJ Swann meet at the center of the stage, the duo exchanging a pair of high fives... and this fairly more sedate by comparison moment allows the crowd to realize that both Swann and Shayne have ditched their individual looks for a more uniform set of togs.
The blonde and multi-hued hotties each are dressed tonight in plaid mini skirts--predominately red in AJ’s case and blue for Riley--and white tank tops. But even with the more uniform look, the duo sport differences: AJ wears narrow red suspenders with her ensemble, Riley does not. Swann sports her trademark tattered fishnets, while Riley’s shapely gams are more exposed. And while the Hardcore Heartbreaker wears a gray sleeve on her right elbow, the Coloradical Kid sports one on her left. There are even differences in their similarities--Swann’s tank sports her cracked, bleeding heart logo at her bosom; Shayne’s chest is adorned with the emblem of a broken table. AJ sports her black, skeletal-print gloves and her ever-present bandana--aqua tonight--around her right wrist, while this evening Riley has opted to tie a white one around her left wrist. And both women wear white kneepads and boots.
Side by side, the young stars race down to the ring, Shayne winning the sprint and diving under the bottom rope first. Springing back to her feet quickly, the death-defying blonde throws up both hands. The blonde is CLEARLY amped for for tonight’s contest when she bellows, “YOU READY FOR A FIGHT, ORLANDO?!”
The crowd responds in an overwhelming affirmative.
The FAWNatics don’t appear to hold Riley’s eagerness to get in the ring against this up-and-coming union, as AJ performs a detour. Swann circuits ringside, slapping hands with as many fans as she can reach--and in fact, the Canadian cutie performs TWO laps, one on behalf of her partner.
Springing onto the apron, Swann pauses for a moment to wipe her boots, then slips a leg through the ropes. Pulling her frame through the cables in one swift motion, AJ all but bounces to the nearest corner, where she mounts the middle buckle and thrust both arms above her head--the crowd roaring even louder in response. The raucous reception from the FAWNatics leaves little doubt, they have forgiven her for the sin of being led astray--however momentarily--by the Malevolent Moralizer, Miranda Wainwright. Jumping down from the corner, AJ’s smile stays just as bright as she joins her young, blonde, enthusiastic compatriot, claiming their corner as they await the arrival of their opposition--and, just perhaps, history.
The FAWNatics continue to shower the Heartbreakers with cheers and adulation, but their ruckus is soon interrupted by a stomp-stomp-clap rhythm, though not one of the FAWNatics’ making. Soon after comes the voices of Iggy Azalea...
“HEAVY CROWN”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f8_hp7Nc6I
“And now,” the announcer resumes, “introducing the champions...”
Those words send the crowd into raucous jeers.
“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 armored 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 slackjawed 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 Sisters and the crowd look a little on edge. Any combination of these three beauties posed a tall order. Which alignment of heavenly bodies would go into battle against them?
There is perhaps one clue: Adrianna and Pandora carry the straps over their shoulders.
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. The Three stop at the end of the aisle, and as Ellie Goulding’s voice replaces Iggy’s, Papadopolous and Pandora slowly raise their title belts into the air, each with one hand...
“This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud..."
Just as the last line begins, the Greek Goddess and the Goddess of Love violently pull their belts back down, toward their abdomens.
“But bytch I got it now!”
The champions 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 Swann and Shayne--the ones FURTHEST from the aisle--free and clear, should they feel like running back to the locker room before the Three arranged their passage to the nearest trauma center.
Panny, Pappy and Locke each thread one luscious leg through the ropes and into the ring... but then, the Goddess of Love withdraws hers. As Pandora and Adrianna enter the ring, Ashley descends to the floor--an aftereffect of their last outing? After a few moments of discussion, the Greek Goddess withdraws to the apron, leaving the former World champion in the ring to start the match.
Across the ring, AJ Swann opts to start out for the Heartbreakers. Truthfully, she and Riley couldn’t hope to match the size that ANY combination of the Three could present. But the Hardcore Heartbreaker came the closest, and had more experience than the Coloradical Kid, making her the best option to open--and Shayne does not put up TOO much of an argument.
The bell sounds, AJ’s fingers almost nervously waving in anticipation as she moves out of her corner, Pandora far more leisurely in her stride. And after a few steps, the Beach Goddess just... stops. With a smirk, the imposing blonde raises a right hand and beckons the rainbow haired hottie forward. “Free shot,” Panny tells her. “Make it count.” It might be a trap, but that doesn’t stop the Hardcore Heartbreaker from charging forward and leaping into as hard of a forearm to Pandora’s bosom as she could throw...
... which barely staggers the former World champion.
AJ jumps into a second, and a third, neither one managing to force Pandora back much more than a step. Switching gears, Swann grabs her opponent’s wrist and tries to launch her with an Irish whip, but it’s as if the Beach Goddess’ boots have been welded to the mat--she CAN’T move her. AJ tries again...
... and Pandora finally moves, but does so by REVESING the whip, sending the Hardcore Heartbreaker hurtling toward the ropes. Swann thinks quickly, and decides that her best hope of doing damage to Pandora would be to go for a little misdirection, so she dives into a handstand, falling back into the ropes and coming back at the former World champion with her Beautiful Disaster. AJ’s boot connects soundly with the side of Pandora’s skull, rocking the big blonde...
BEAUTIFUL DISASTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=np5ld1IJ4cM&nohtml5=False
... but she STILL DOESN'T GO DOWN.
Swann kips up, but she has to take a moment to pick her jaw off the mat. Shaking off her stupor, the multihuednette turns and sprints back into the ropes, but Pandora takes off after her, meeting the Hardcore Heartbreaker the moment AJ’s back hits the rubber coated steel with an extended right arm. The Beach Goddess’ clothesline ‘THWAM!’s into Swann’s sternum with enough force to lift AJ off her feet and send her flipping over the rope. The Canadian Cutie hits the floor hard, coming to rest in an ungainly tangle of arms and legs, a few feet away from one Ashley Locke...
Give Riley Shayne credit. Giving up the most size in this contest, she still doesn’t hesitate to head from one side of the apron to the other, staring down the looming Goddess of Love. “Don’t even think about it, Ash...” the Coloradical Kid threatens, Locke responding with a soft chuckle. But she still raises her hands and steps back, allowing AJ to crawl her way back to the ring and pull herself back onto the apron. Inside the ring, Pandora saunters over to the ropes...
... and the Hardcore Heartbreaker lunges through the ropes, driving a shoulder into the Beach Goddess’ bronzed belly, forcing Panny back a step and doubling her over. Leaning back, AJ launches herself over the top rope, wrapping her arms around Pandora’s waist and attempting to take the curvaceous blonde down with a sunset flip...
Again, though, it’s as if Panny’s rooted to the canvas. She cannot be budged. Her arms windmill for a moment... but then they reach down, her hands wrapping around AJ’s neck, the imposing blonde pulling the Hardcore Heartbreaker out from between her legs and muscling Swann high into the air. The rainbow haired hottie’s hands wrap around Pandora’s wrists, her feet kicking at nothing, but she can’t pry her way free...
... until the Beach Goddess TOSSES her into the near corner.
Glancing over her shoulder, Panny flashes Riley a taunting smirk. “Be a good girl,” she purrs, “and we’ll be nice. We won’t even let her tag you.”
“Just wait, bytch,” the Coloradical Kid snarls back. “And just watch me tag YOUR ASS!”
“That’s adorable,” Panny replies. “Moronic. But adorable.”
Turning her attention back to the Hardcore Heartbreaker, the voluptuous blonde charges toward the corner, leaping into a splash... that finds nothing but turnbuckles, AJ Swann rolling out of the way. The Canadian Cutie takes a couple of steps before launching herself in a dive toward her corner, slapping the outstretched hand of Riley Shayne. As Panny staggers out of the corner, arms folded across her chest, the smaller blonde grabs the top rope and rocks back. And when the Beach Goddess turns toward her, Riley rockets onto the top rope, staying there just long enough to stage the final leg of her flight, sailing toward Pandora and wrapping an arm around her neck. Shayne kicks her legs high into the air...
PIKE’S PEAK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgTMa6EFr9k
... and STILL the Beach Goddess cannot be taken off her feet!
Panny’s arms wrap around Riley’s midsection, the first order of business extracting her noggin from Riley’s headlock. Once that is done, the Beach Goddess shuffles her writhing cargo into a gorilla press high above her head. And the Coloradical Kid goes higher still when the tag champ tosses her toward the lights...
... but Riley’s descent comes to a premature end. It’s hardly a merciful one, however, as her midsection lands across the taut, rubber coated steel of the top rope, her kicking legs remaining inside the confines of those ropes and her head hanging toward the apron--on Adrianna’s side of the ring. Leaving her corner, the Greek Goddess charges, launching a mighty kneelift that ‘THWAAAACK!’s off the diminutive blonde’s forehead and sends her crashing back to the mat in a puddle of flesh.
Pandora strolls toward her corner, tagging out to Papadopoulos. Across the ring, AJ Swann looks on in concern as the curvy brunette hairhauls the Coloradical Kid up to her feet. Letting go of Riley’s tresses, Adrianna instead takes a wrist, which she uses to YANK Shayne into a wicked short arm clothesline, the tiny blonde flipping through the air two near complete revolutions before landing face down on the mat with a loud thud and a soft groan.
SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9ttGzQ6Cw4
Seemingly unconcerned, Pappy methodically pulls the Coloradical Kid up to her knees, and a weak punch from the dazed blonde doesn’t appear to do much to change the Greek Goddess’ mind, drawing little more than a small puff of a grunt from Adrianna before she answers with a kneelift to the jaw. Having sufficiently stilled Shayne, Papadopoulos hauls Riley up the rest of the way, and then lifts the backyard phenom OFF her feet, wrapping her arms TIGHT around Shayne’s waist as she pulls her foe into a crushing bearhug.
“What do you say, Riley?” the referee asks, the Coloradical Kid’s legs wrapping around Addy’s hips, her eyes almost immediately beginning to brim as Pappy pours on the pressure. But she shakes her head no, while the Greek Goddess absently backpedals toward the Three’s corner.
Reaching over the top rope, Pandora slaps her partner’s shoulder. And while the curvaceous blonde returns to the ring, Adrianna suddenly begins to spin, the movement abrupt enough to break the Coloradical Kid’s loose scissors--exactly as Pappy had hoped. The Greek Goddess drops to one knee, viciously swinging her cargo down spine first across her outstretched thigh, Shayne letting out a loud wail from the massive spinning backbreaker.
SPINNING BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsfA7d2EIRE
“Alright, Adrianna,” the referee orders her. “You tagged out, you leave the ring.”
“As you wish, mortal,” Pappy replies with unusual humility, while Panny hairhauls Riley up to an exceedingly wobbly vertical base. Slinging an arm around the Coloradical Kid’s neck, the Beach Goddess takes Shayne’s waistband, pops her hips, and hoists her opponent aloft--where she KEEPS the diminutive blonde for close to fifteen seconds. Only then, after a considerable amount of blood has rushed to Riley’s head, Pandora drops her, catching her and transitioning into a brutal powerslam.
DELAYED JACKHAMMER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1B1sQdYjdrA
The ref tenses, preparing to slide into position to check Shayne’s shoulders, but Pandora doesn’t stay on top of her foe, instead rising to her knees. Reclaiming her footing, the Beach Goddess peels Riley off the mat, lining her up with the far corner and whipping her toward the buckles. The voluptuous blonde follows her in, leaping and CRUSHING the Coloradical Kid under one hundred and fifty-one pounds of former World champion. Using her body to keep Riley pinned against the buckles, Panny takes the smaller blonde’s wrist again and delivers a second Irish whip...
... followed by a SECOND splash that somehow failed to reduce Riley to atoms.
This time, the Beach Goddess takes a step back, allowing her opponent to fall to her knees, and then to all fours. Struggling just to breathe, the backyard phenom begins to crawl away from one corner and towards another, but unfortunately it’s the one occupied by Adrianna Papadopoulos. “RILEY!” AJ shouts, hoping her voice might prompt the Coloradical Kid to change course, but that becomes irrelevant when Panny grabs her hair and leads her into the Three’s corner.
Tagging to the Greek Goddess, Pandora pulls Riley up with a handful of hair--and then, just as her partner had done a few moments before, the Beach Goddess draws the Coloradical Kid into a tight bearhug. But unlike before, this time Adrianna comes up behind Shayne. reaching her arms around the small blonde’s midsection and clasping her hands together behind Pandora’s back, creating a GROUP bearhug that prompts the Hardcore Heartbreaker to slip a leg through the ropes...
She hold back, however, when the referee starts his count in a surprisingly prompt fashion. At “FOUR!” the duo relent, Panny relinquishing her embrace first and then Pappy letting go long enough to let the Beach Goddess step away. That second ALMOST allows Riley to melt to the canvas, if not for Adrianna slipping her head underneath Shayne’s left arm. Reaching an arm through the diminutive blonde’s thighs, the powerful brunette lifts her opponent onto her shoulders, dropping back and DRIVING Riley to the mat with her Olympus Slam. Rolling over, Pappy hooks a leg...
OLYMPUS SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9ABHCVOyns
ONE...
TWO...
THRENOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Shayne gets a shoulder up.
“Are you really so foolish not to recognize when we are merciful?” Addy asks, rising and stuffing Riley’s head between her thighs, locking down a tight standing headscissors. Wrapping her arms around the blonde’s waist, the Greek Goddess swings the Coloradical Kid up onto her shoulders, BLASTING the youngster with a powerbomb that leaves Riley twitching and spasming on the deck. Taking a wrist, Papadopoulos drags the wreckage of the challenger to the nearest empty corner. She then slips out onto the apron, the brunette perhaps not as well known for acrobats as the splattered woman on the mat, but she could still call upon Fire from Olympus.
FIRE FROM OLYMPUS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIH0lb8tU5Y
As much as they may hate her, the sight of a woman Adrianna’s size pumping her body as she descends. But what TRULY brings joy to the hearts of the FAWNatics is the sight of the Coloradical Kid rolling out of the way! Papadopoulos bounces up to her knees, her arms wrapping around her tummy before she rocks over to one hip. Shayne, meanwhile, tumbles to her belly and starts slithering toward salvation and the offered hand of AJ Swann. The Hardcore Heartbreaker’s OTHER hand slaps the top turnbuckle, trying to rally Riley and CERTAINLY rallying the crowd.
But Adrianna recovers first, pushing to her hands and knees and crawling toward her corner. The slap of Pappy’s hand meeting Panny’s puts a momentary damper on the FAWNatics’ enthusiasm... until a final dive allows the Coloradical Kid to answer with a tag of her own! Swann vaults over the top rope, sprinting toward the charging Beach Goddess with a surprising absence of fear. As the duo near a collision, AJ leaps into the air and extends her left arm, connecting with Pandora’s chest on a nice scythe-like blow, only to swing round and top it off with a clubbing right as well.
HELLO, NASTY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mAnVip4xkcs&feature=channel_page
... AND PANNY GOES DOWN! DOWN GOES PANDORA!!! UP goes AJ, popping to her feet just long enough to step back and launch her #1 Crush, her version of the standing shooting star press, her stomach smacking down across the Beach Goddess’.
#1 CRUSH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=MzHpR8zFQZ4
While it left her in position to go for the cover, AJ knows it’ll take more than that to finish off someone the caliber of Pandora. Picking herself up, the Hardcore Heartbreaker pulls the curvaceous blonde up as far as her knees, having no desire to allow the Beach Goddess to get any higher than that. Swann laces her left arm around Pandora’s neck, but she then reaches BOTH arms under the blonde’s. Securing them, the rainbow haired hottie kicks out her left leg, falls back and DRILLS the former World champ’s head into the mat, cooking up a little Brain Stew. Could it be enough for new champions? AJ tries to find out, covering and hooking a leg...
BRAIN STEW:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6OvWpL52TU
ONE...
Whether or not Pandora needed the assist, Adrianna Papadopoulos doesn’t wait to find out. Rolling back into the ring, she dives toward AJ Swann with both fists joined into one... but it seems the Hardcore Heartbreaker either spies her or senses her approach, as she tosses Panny’s luscious leg aside and rolls away, leaving nothing to prevent the Greek Goddess’ double axehandle from slamming into the bosom of HER OWN PARTNER!
A horrified Pappy struggles to her feet, hands covering her mouth, but her troubles are only just beginning. As she starts to turn away from her save gone awry, she encounters a flying backyard phenom, Riley Shayne slipping her legs around Adrianna’s head. Knowing it would take quite a bit of force to rip the Greek Goddess off her feet, the Coloradical Kid completes a full half dozen orbits of the tag team champion before using her whirlybird headscissors to send the brunette flying through the ropes--and crashing into Ashley Locke on the outside!
WHIRLYBIRD HEADSCISSORS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0aBM6CHrZlc
But as far as Riley Shayne is concerned, there is still unfinished business, it seems. Charging to the ropes, the small blonde propels herself onto the uppermost cable and from their unleashes a springboard 450 plancha that catches both blonde and brunette out on the floor, all three crashing to the cold concrete.
SPRINGBOARD 450 PLANCHA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GOjvaM1HyOQ
AJ Swann hasn’t been idle while her partner evened up the odds. No, for her part, the Hardcore Heartbreaker has ventured into the high rent district, taking flight from the top rope, her back crashing down across the chest of the Beach Goddess with a textbook Swannton Bomb!
SWANNTON BOMB:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZroJLud1hc
Pulling the imposing blonde up to her feet with one hand filled with hair, the rainbow haired hottie draws her other thumb across her throat, the crowd ROARING as the unbelievable might actually be about to transpire. Ducking under the right arm of the Beach Goddess, AJ reaches across her opponent’s back with her right arm...
SWANN SONG:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eG8CZ8lIJU
... but Pandora sends her elbow SLAMMING into the back of Swann’s head, once... twice... and three times, the last shot allowing the former World champion to extricate herself from AJ’s grasp--and to secure her own lock on the Canadian Cutie’s noggin. Taking a handful of Swann’s waistband, Panny attempts to hoist the challenger up for a vertical suplex...
... but AJ hooks Pandora’s leg, rocking back and rolling the voluptuous blonde up in a tight small package!
ONE...
TWO...
THREENOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At the VERY last possible instant, Pandora bucks free.
It’s a race back to verticality, which is won by the Hardcore Heartbreaker, but as she reaches for Pandora, the curvy blonde SLAMS an emphatic kneelift into AJ’s gut, hard enough to lift the multihuednette off her feet as she doubles over. Without missing a beat, the Beach Goddess wraps her arms around Swann’s midsection and swings the challenger up onto her shoulder, only to reverse course and BLAST AJ back to the mat face and chest first with her Dominator.
DOMINATOR:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sDgsgIwHUg
Panny stoops to scoop up the Hardcore Heartbreaker... but as she does, Riley Shayne charges from behind and off to the side. Taking advantage of the bigger blonde’s positioning, the Coloradical Kid slaps on a three-quarters facelock and sprints toward the near corner, no doubt aiming to deliver her Cliffdive... but Pandora SLAMS her hands into Riley’s lower back, shoving the backyard phenom off and driving her chest first into the turnbuckles. But just because she had freed herself doesn’t mean the voluptuous blonde stops sprinting. No, she charges into the corner as well, OBLITERATING Shayne between her curvaceous frame and the buckles.
Meanwhile, Adrianna rolls back into the ring, climbing to her feet and approaching the stirring Hardcore Heartbreaker. Scraping AJ off the mat and up to her chest, the brunette then shuffles her foe up across her shoulders before she targets the empty corner to Panny and Riley’s left. Her long legs covering plenty of ground, Papadopoulos tosses Swann from her shoulder, the rainbow haired hottie’s face striking the top turnbuckle and snapping her head back as her feet lightly touch down against the mat.
Utterly punchdrunk, AJ wheels around, stumbling in criss-crossing steps that nicely complimented her suddenly crossed eyes toward the Greek Goddess... as well as the Beach Goddess who had joined her alongside. As Pandora grabs Swann’s shoulders and pushes down, Adrianna reaches through the challenger’s legs, grabbing a wrist and pulling on AJ’s arm. Panny then follows suit, crossing the Canadian’s wings in an ‘X’ and holding her hands between her thighs. Together, they use this unconventional grip to swing the Hardcore Heartbreaker up into a unique stall position, AJ seated on a shoulder of each tag champ. There they hold her for about two seconds before launching the rainbow haired hottie back to earth, unloading with their devastating Trinity.
TRINITY @4:28:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpmNbsXWCNU
Taking Swann’s legs, Pandora folds the multihuednette up into a matchbook before propping her elbows against AJ’s glutes. Lacing her fingers together, the blonde creates a bridge to rest her chin as the official slides into position for the count, Adrianna tensing to head off any attempt at a save from Riley Shayne...
... although the Coloradical Kid remains in a motionless puddle, all but forgotten in a distant corner.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer tells a thoroughly deflated FAWN Arena, “your winners, via pinfall... and STILL FAWN Tag Team champions... THE THHHRRREEEEEE!!!!!”
Ashley Locke brings the tag team gold back into the ring, passing a strap back to each of the women who had retained them. The challengers changed, but the results apparently never did, and each performance further cemented the Three’s place in the discussion of FAWN’s greatest tag teams.
How long would it be before they had completely eliminated that discussion altogether?
