Post by walkindude on Dec 7, 2017 23:12:50 GMT
A buzz goes through the Jungle faithful at Bangor Civic Center, which quickly dissolves into a loud chorus of jeers and boos as Lady Lydia Lethbridge makes her way down the ramp. She smiles smugly as she struts down to the ring, soaking in all the vitriol from the audience as if it were instead accolades. She grabs a mic from the timekeeper and slides under the bottom rope, into the ring. She stands there in the center of the ring, rolling her eyes and looking at an imaginary watch, waiting for the jeers to die down.
“Are you finished yet, you cretins?” Lydia bellows into the mic as she grows tired of waiting, “Because I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news for you all. Yeah, I bet all of you are looking forward to seeing that frostbitten trollop, “Yukon” Jill Canyon,” her voice drips with derision as she speaks her would-be opponent’s name, “come down to this ring and give me the thrashing you fools think I deserve, aren’t you?” The crowd roars its approval of seeing the popular brawler do just that, drawing a smug grin from the English aristocrat. “Well, tough luck! It seems Miss Canyon hasn’t been cleared to wrestle just yet. Not too surprising, after the beating I gave her last time.” she says with a careless tone as she examines her fingernails, ignoring the shower of boos. “Yes, yes, I know you’re all terribly disappointed. I am, too! I was rather looking forward to beating on her some more. But, you know what? I’m in a generous mood tonight. I could just take my forfeit win, and head on back there and enjoy my evening. But I’m here to fight tonight, and we Lethbridges get what we want!” She then shrugs her robe off her shoulders, revealing her normal ring attire of red corset, bottoms, stockings, gloves, and blue ankle boots. “So if anyone back there has the guts to step to Lady Lydia Lethbridge, come on down and make yourself famous! But just remember, if you swing at the queen, you’d better not miss!” She drops the mic and hangs over the ropes facing the entranceway, gesturing for someone, anyone, to come on down. Then, the lights go out.
The Jungle faithful buzz, speculating amongst themselves as to who this challenger might be. Then, an air raid siren cuts through the crowd noise. Red searchlights roam amongst the crowd and then settle at the top of the entranceway, where Kanako Akiyama stands, pulling her gloves on. The video screen above the entranceway shows Kanako’s name in blood-red Japanese characters, which morphs into her name in English, sending the audience into a frenzy. As the siren dissolves into the opening chords to Manowar’s “Warriors of the World”, Kanako begins her deliberate march to the ring, eyes on her opponent (victim?) the whole time, like a hunter sizing up her prey.
WARRIORS OF THE WORLD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dll329ggLIY
Lydia is clearly not impressed, not bothering to stifle a laugh at the Japanese fighter. As Kanako enters the ring, the lights come up and the music dies. The referee signals for the bell, and the match is underway. Lydia looks at Kanako incredulously, “Who are you? Who the hell are you?” she calls to her impromptu opponent, gesturing to her. Kanako says nothing and the two women come face to face. “This is MY ring, bitch! MY RING!” she then gives Kanako a mild shove. If this was meant to intimidate the Modern Day Ronin, she failed miserably. Kanako pivots to return to where she had been before the shove and unleashes an open-handed slap that spins the Brit around.
“You talk too much!” is Kanako’s only answer before going to work. Lydia snarls, looking back at her opponent, but she doesn’t have time to respond, either verbally or physically, as Kanako nails Lydia with a superkick to the back of the head, knocking her into the ropes.
Kanako then snakes her arms around Lydia’s waist and pops her hips, throwing her up and over her shoulders in a German suplex. Kanako holds on and rolls to her side, pulling the brunette up with her and delivering a second German suplex. Yet again, Kanako rolls and lifts her up and delivers a third German suplex, this time bridging into a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
Lydia just barely manages to get a shoulder up. Kanako simply rolls to her side and gets to her feet. Seeing Lydia still struggling to rise, she backs into a corner, waiting for the right moment to strike. Once Lydia is up to a kneeling position, Kanako dashes at her and leaps into the air, her knee crashing into her opponent’s temple.
SHINING WIZARD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sf27uZ81HsY
The crowd comes unglued as Kanako points to the nearby turnbuckle, indicating that she intends to take to the sky. She climbs to the top, making sure her target is still prone. She then launches herself into a moonsault that ends with a double footstomp to poor Lydia’s midriff!
RUN HER THROUGH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjHznQji_JM
Lydia gasps as the air rushes from her lungs, and she moans, barely moving, as the Japanese whirlwind covers her.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell sounds and Kanako gets to her feet, the referee raising her hand in victory as the ring announcer shouts excitedly “Ladies and gentlemen! Your winner, via pinfall, KANAKO AKIYAMA!”
Kanako then crouches down next to the moaning aristocrat, barely having the presence of mind to wonder just what the hell just happened. “Be careful what you wish for...bitch.” Kanako says simply before leaving the ring to a round of cheers and high fives.
“Are you finished yet, you cretins?” Lydia bellows into the mic as she grows tired of waiting, “Because I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news for you all. Yeah, I bet all of you are looking forward to seeing that frostbitten trollop, “Yukon” Jill Canyon,” her voice drips with derision as she speaks her would-be opponent’s name, “come down to this ring and give me the thrashing you fools think I deserve, aren’t you?” The crowd roars its approval of seeing the popular brawler do just that, drawing a smug grin from the English aristocrat. “Well, tough luck! It seems Miss Canyon hasn’t been cleared to wrestle just yet. Not too surprising, after the beating I gave her last time.” she says with a careless tone as she examines her fingernails, ignoring the shower of boos. “Yes, yes, I know you’re all terribly disappointed. I am, too! I was rather looking forward to beating on her some more. But, you know what? I’m in a generous mood tonight. I could just take my forfeit win, and head on back there and enjoy my evening. But I’m here to fight tonight, and we Lethbridges get what we want!” She then shrugs her robe off her shoulders, revealing her normal ring attire of red corset, bottoms, stockings, gloves, and blue ankle boots. “So if anyone back there has the guts to step to Lady Lydia Lethbridge, come on down and make yourself famous! But just remember, if you swing at the queen, you’d better not miss!” She drops the mic and hangs over the ropes facing the entranceway, gesturing for someone, anyone, to come on down. Then, the lights go out.
The Jungle faithful buzz, speculating amongst themselves as to who this challenger might be. Then, an air raid siren cuts through the crowd noise. Red searchlights roam amongst the crowd and then settle at the top of the entranceway, where Kanako Akiyama stands, pulling her gloves on. The video screen above the entranceway shows Kanako’s name in blood-red Japanese characters, which morphs into her name in English, sending the audience into a frenzy. As the siren dissolves into the opening chords to Manowar’s “Warriors of the World”, Kanako begins her deliberate march to the ring, eyes on her opponent (victim?) the whole time, like a hunter sizing up her prey.
WARRIORS OF THE WORLD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dll329ggLIY
Lydia is clearly not impressed, not bothering to stifle a laugh at the Japanese fighter. As Kanako enters the ring, the lights come up and the music dies. The referee signals for the bell, and the match is underway. Lydia looks at Kanako incredulously, “Who are you? Who the hell are you?” she calls to her impromptu opponent, gesturing to her. Kanako says nothing and the two women come face to face. “This is MY ring, bitch! MY RING!” she then gives Kanako a mild shove. If this was meant to intimidate the Modern Day Ronin, she failed miserably. Kanako pivots to return to where she had been before the shove and unleashes an open-handed slap that spins the Brit around.
“You talk too much!” is Kanako’s only answer before going to work. Lydia snarls, looking back at her opponent, but she doesn’t have time to respond, either verbally or physically, as Kanako nails Lydia with a superkick to the back of the head, knocking her into the ropes.
Kanako then snakes her arms around Lydia’s waist and pops her hips, throwing her up and over her shoulders in a German suplex. Kanako holds on and rolls to her side, pulling the brunette up with her and delivering a second German suplex. Yet again, Kanako rolls and lifts her up and delivers a third German suplex, this time bridging into a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
Lydia just barely manages to get a shoulder up. Kanako simply rolls to her side and gets to her feet. Seeing Lydia still struggling to rise, she backs into a corner, waiting for the right moment to strike. Once Lydia is up to a kneeling position, Kanako dashes at her and leaps into the air, her knee crashing into her opponent’s temple.
SHINING WIZARD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sf27uZ81HsY
The crowd comes unglued as Kanako points to the nearby turnbuckle, indicating that she intends to take to the sky. She climbs to the top, making sure her target is still prone. She then launches herself into a moonsault that ends with a double footstomp to poor Lydia’s midriff!
RUN HER THROUGH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjHznQji_JM
Lydia gasps as the air rushes from her lungs, and she moans, barely moving, as the Japanese whirlwind covers her.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell sounds and Kanako gets to her feet, the referee raising her hand in victory as the ring announcer shouts excitedly “Ladies and gentlemen! Your winner, via pinfall, KANAKO AKIYAMA!”
Kanako then crouches down next to the moaning aristocrat, barely having the presence of mind to wonder just what the hell just happened. “Be careful what you wish for...bitch.” Kanako says simply before leaving the ring to a round of cheers and high fives.