Post by Jana Rikar on Mar 31, 2017 1:10:37 GMT
The Big Screen shows the TNT logo then slowly pans around the Pensacola Bay Center as ‘El Phantsamo and the Chicken Run Blast-o-Rama' plays. The lower concourse is filled with fans while the upper tier is tarped off as the view slowly pans around and down to ringside. Bob Fairchild and Kamryn Tennebaum stand in the ring as Stephi Zucconi is hyping the crowd in from ringside. The view switches to show Fairchild in a DWF polo shirt, khakis, and a wireless headset. Kamryn is dressed in a sequin gown and her custom bejeweled headset.
Bob Fairchild: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! THIS is the Defiant Wrestling Federation and Welcome to TNT!!!
The crowd pops as Bob throws a hand up then looks back at the camera. Kamryn gives a princess wave and blows kisses to the crowd.
Bob Fairchild: We are LIVE here at the Bay Center in Pensacola Florida, with our first Broadcast here on Axxess Network!
The crowd pops as Pensacola is mentioned.
Bob Fairchild: HELLO EVERYBODY! I’m Bob Fairchild and with me tonight, the one and only 'Perfect Ten' Kamryn Tennebaum. We’ll be ringside tonight calling all the action here in just a moment. But first, let's go to the stage to our colleague. Stephi Zucconi!
The camera switches to show Stephi in a business suit jacket and matching skirt.
Stephi Zucconi: Ladies and Gentleman, our guest at this time, is the NEW Defiant Champion, The Alpha Bitch, Aidan Carlisle!!!
Stephi claps as the heavy metal cords of Disturbed's "Immortalized" hit the PA system. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Defiant Champion Aidan Carlisle appears at the top of the ramp. Stephi hands her a microphone then walks our of camera view. After a few moments of soaking in the cheers and tapping one booted foot along with the music, she makes her way down the aisle, giving high fives and fist bumps to outstretched hands. Bypassing the steel stairs, she hops right up onto the apron and ducks between the ropes. A microphone is quickly passed up from ringside.
"Good evening Pensacola, how are we feeling tonight? Ready to be Defiant?"
Smirking as the crowd pops, Aidan waits for a few moments for the noise to die down. She turns a slow circle, surveying the crowd, and adjusts the Defiant Championship on her shoulder.
"A little under two weeks ago, back on St. Patrick's day, I had one of the greatest days of my life. First I had an amazing game of LFL Football with some other incredibly talented women of the Milwaukee Mayhem, where we saw our hard work pay off with our first victory. Then I immediately jumped on a plane, thanks to WL, and flew straight down to Savannah for Shamrock Showdown."
Applause erupt again at the mention of Defiant Wrestling's debut show.
"Of course, we all remember how that went, don't we? It started with me making Coral Rose the latest martyr on the Queen's Cross and ended with me throwing Faith Rivers into the Savannah to become your first Defiant Champion."
Aidan gives a nod of acknowledgement to the cheers.
"Now before that first match I was a little... well let's just say I was still riled up and riding high after that game in Milwaukee. I don't think my reputation as a sometimes-trouble-maker is a mystery to anyone, but I might have gotten just a touch carried away and wrapped up in the moment when it came to reacting to the crowd."
With a little cringe and a sheepish smile, she laughs at a few chants recalling her antics from the 17th.
"Allow me to assure you and the powers that be in Defiant Wrestling that I'll do my best not to let that happen again. Of course, I can't make any promises because I'd hate to make a liar of myself, but I'll try to reign it in a little."
Removing the Defiant Championship from her shoulder, she takes a few moments to look it over.
"See, this means a lot to me. It's not just pieces of leather and gold and it's not just a title. Not to me. I believe that wherever you're working, when you've earned a championship, that's not the end of the line. You don't get the prize and then that's all there is to do. I believe that you have to continue to demonstrate that you are worthy of that championship and of being called Champion. When you have not just a championship, but the championship—when you're the face of the company—the onus is on you to make sure it's a face people want to look at and the company can be proud of. So my promise to Jana, Defiant Wrestling, and all of you watching here in Pensacola or at home, is that I will be worthy of this and I will do everything I can to make sure you're all proud to call me the Defiant Champion for a good long time."
"Immortalized" his the sound system once again as Aidan drops the mic and makes her exit. The view switches to backstage where 'Lighting Guy Jimmy Floyd' is standing in front of a chain-link fence.
Jimmy: Good Evening everyone, Welcome to TNT and please welcome, two of the legends of the DWF, Pensacola's own, Chris Comet and Cindy Youngblood!
Comet and Cindy walk into the view and shake hands with Jimmy.
Jimmy: It's a great honor to have you both here tonight.
Cindy: This is something neither one of us thought we'd ever see- The DWF back on tour.
Chris looks past Jimmy as Aidan Carlisle walks by with the Defiant Title on her shoulder.
Comet: Still not sold on this intergender thing. It took an act of Congress to even let Cindy into the Triple Tier Cage match for the Rikar Cup.
Cindy: Easy Chris, new times, new ideas.
Jimmy: It's all about being Defiant.
Comet: Perhaps.
Cindy: What Chris is trying to say is, we're glad the DWF is back and that the new roster should be spectacular.
Jimmy: Well, we're looking forward to good things in the future. Thank you both so much for being here. Now, let's go to a pre-taped interview before our first match.
The camera fades then switches to another part of the backstage area. Trixie appears, her blonde hair perfectly curled dressed ready in her ring gear on in a backstage area with a television behind her that she covers, just primping her hair with her nails to let it fall over her shoulders so lightly. Trixie then stares into the camera with her hazel eyes.
What's the difference between me and Coral? Um, I got to the finals and she didn't? I didn't lose in my debut match and even though I didn't win the title, I also didn't go into the river. You know what that means? It means I'm totally in the title picture. Coral? She has literally lost to our champion day one.
Trixie huffs almost for her and gives her an "aw shucks" shrug, before Trixie then shifts her weight onto her right foot in order to really get into it.
Ok? So I could call Coral the "Body donated to give me my second win" but that isn't really a match to make you want to watch. How about....Red vs. Blonde, the Trixie story. It stars a very lovely blonde girl who was on the lips of Coral Rose when she should have given a bit of thought to the rest of the people in Defiant. It's about a blonde girl who is getting title shots in ECWF and PPV spots there as well, a title shot at Stranglemania for the Indy Title and more. YET, she comes to Georgia as part of the Trixie Tour and features it as one of the venues she fights at. With a dream to represent the company as champion, that has never changed. That's the difference the Defiant venue on the Tour has, it's the opportunistic one.
Trixie smiles as she leans off to the right, the shift she had done was intent so she can let the DWF logo on the television screen be seen. Trixie references it by pointing over her shoulder with her thumb as she shifts back to her left to be centered.
It's TV Time, not PPV, this is a chance for Coral to try and dust herself off and comeback. But sadly she decided to run her mouth about me and now she has me right in front of her tonight and guess what? Coral, I make you tap-out to the arm-bar.
Trixie slaps her hand onto her other, open hand five times.
So next time you're not in a match, you can dedicate another bit of air time to talk about me, this match, and how you lost to the soon to be challenger for the Defiant Championship.
The cameras cut back to the locker room area as Coral Rose is getting ready for her match against Trixie. She was in the process of doing some stretches, as Jimmy Floyd walks up to her. She doesn't notice him, as she keeps stretching. She stops for a second as she notices his shadow, as she looks up at him smirking.
Jimmy Floyd: Coral may I get a few words from you about your upcoming match against Trixie?
Coral shakes her head, as she laughs.
Coral Rose: Really Jimmy, what is there to say? Trixie is just your normal everyday female who wishes she could find a guy who will treat her like a Queen, who will spoil her like she thinks she should be, when really she needs realize she can't use her body, or sex to do that. Awww I'm sure though she will deny it.
Coral rolls her eyes. Jimmy goes to say something, but Coral cuts him off.
Coral Rose: Really it's easy as pie, Trixie and I are going into this match, she will get to see destruction first hand, and why she needs to go back to being just a stripper. She can say, can try anything she wants, but when comes down to it, she is just not worthy of beating me. The stripper will just end up on her back where she is best at being. Now Jimmy if you don't mind, go away, I have to finish getting ready for my match.
Coral doesn't let him say anything, or even move as she actually walks away, leaving him standing there. Jimmy holds his hands up and the camera switches to Stephi in the ring.
Stephi Zucconi: Our first match tonight here on TNT is for one fall!!
“Take it Off” by The Donnas plays as the crowd goes wild.
Stephi Zucconi: First, from Las Vegas, weighing in at 133 pounds, the Bad Kitty, Trixie!!!
The crowd waits but Trixie doesn't come out. Stephi looks over at Bob and Kamryn at ringside.
Kamryn: Maybe she's going to make a grand entrance?
The crowd murmurs as the music fades. "Mz Hyde" by Halestorm begins to play as the arena goes dark and a red custom light turns on.
Stephi Zucconi: and her opponent, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 123 pounds, ‘Seduction and Destruction’ Coral Rose!
The crowd pops as the music plays and lights flash throughout the arena, then begins to boo as Coral doesn't appear.
Bob Fairchild: Am I hearing this right? Backstage now!!!
The cameras switch to backstage showing both Coral and Trixie lying on the floor, both being checked out by EMT's, Jimmy runs up then looks at the floor around the area. He kneels down and picks up a handful of M&M's off the floor.
Jimmy: Why is there candy all over the place?
The EMT's continue to check on the motionless Coral and Trixie as the camera switches back to Kamryn and Bob.
Kamryn: I've heard of making it rain with dollar bills, but not with M&M's and definitely not indoors.
Bob Fairchild: I've got no clue on this one.
Bob looks up over the camera and is seen giving a thumbs up.
Bob Fairchild: Ok, I'm hearing that neither Coral nor Trixie are able to have their match so we're going to move forward with the remainder of the show.
Kamryn: We've always said Anything can Happen. Guess we just saw Anything!
Bob Fairchild: Let's try this again, Stephi Zucconi, back to you with our FIRST match tonight.
Stephi Zucconi: The next match is for one fall, First, making his debut in the DWF, from Flint Michigan, weighing in at 155 pounds, Max Ironside!!!
'Back for More' by Five Finger Death Punch begins to play. The lights flash wildly enough to cause seizures and Max runs out, high energy in time with the chugging guitar and slapping hands with fans along the ramp. Max slides to the ring, climbs up on the second turnbuckle and holds up one hand to acknowledge the crowd. He takes off his shirt then throws over to Bob and Kamryn. Kamryn catches it and places it on the desk.
Bob Fairchild: Max Ironside is one of those feel-good stories, not just in the squared circle but in life. He's battled Cerebal Palsy to become a wrestler and now he's making his return to wrestling tonight with his debut here in the DWF.
Kamryn: And... Look out Stephi!!!
The crowd boos as a masked person hops the rail and slides into the ring. They grab the mic from Stephi as Max hops down from the turnbuckle. Stephi bails out of the ring as the masked person hits Max with the microphone. The crowd boos loudly as Max lands on the mat, holding his forehead. The masked person tosses away the mic then pulls something from their pocket and rips it open, pouring the contents onto Max.
Bob Fairchild: Those are M&M's!
Tabor Bolthausen looks over as the masked person rips away their mask.
Kamryn: Ursula Areano!!! But I thought...
Tabor calls for the bell as Ursula stomps on Max. The crowd boos loudly as Ursula places her foot on Max's throat and pulls down on the rope. Tabor calls for the break and Ursula sneers at him.
Bob Fairchild: The M&M Reina is now the M&M Ruda!
Kamryn: and Ten to One, she took out Trixie and Coral as well!
Ursula flips off the crowd and reaches down to pull Max up to his feet. She pushes him into the corner and lands a series of kicks to the stomach. She snapmares him out of the corner then hits a kick to the back. Max grimaces then lies on the mat as Ursula taunts the crowd and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. She mocks as if she's dropping M&M's onto Max. She jumps off, going for a double stomp but Max rolls out of the way.
Bob Fairchild: That could have been it for Max.
Max rolls up quickly as Ursula turns to face him. He jumps on the second rope and hits a springboard back elbow, taking Ursula to the mat. Max quickly gets to his feet as Ursula does. She runs towards him and he takes her down with a over-the-shoulder arm drag
Kamryn: Mexican Armdrag by Ironside!
They both get back their feet. Ursula swings wildly but Max ducks and takes her down again with a standing side kick. Ursula lies on the mat as Max hops up onto the second rope. He holds a fist up then drops the fist across Ursula's forehead to a pop from the crowd.
Bob Fairchild: The Kingfish would be proud there.
Max spins up quickly as Ursula holds her head. She staggers up to her feet. Max grabs her arm and hits a double knee armbreaker then quickly rolls into a schoolboy on the luchadora. Tabor slides in for a count as Ursula tries to kickout.
1.
2.
3!!!
Ring the Bell!
Ring the Bell!
Bob Fairchild: MAX!!!
The crowd pops as Max lets go and gets to his feet. Ursula looks around and slaps the mat as Tabor holds the hand of Max up in victory.
Stephi Zucconi: The Winner of the Match, Max Ironside!!!
The crowd pops as Ursula is disgusted in defeat. She rolls out of the ring, hops the rail and leaves as the crowd around her jeers. Max bounces on the bottom rope as 'Back for More' plays. He slides out of the ring and walks over to the announce table. He picks up the shirt as Kamryn stands and gives him a hug. The crowd pops as Max walks towards backstage.
Kamryn: Wrestling needs more Max's in the world and many less Ursula's.
Bob Fairchild: You used to be more like Ursula was tonight, like when you drove Valentina to her breaking point.
Kamryn: I’m not dropping M&M's and flipping off the crowd, Bobby. When I play to the crowd. I don't just tease 'em, I please 'em too.
Bob Fairchild: Some of those moments aren't allowed on ANY show except Pay Per View either. Let's go backstage.
Max Ironside passes through the curtain with a huge smile on his face, wiping the sweat away from his face with the wadded-up shirt he wore to ringside.
Voice of Summer: Hey, doofus… think quick!
Max turns his head, his good hand whipping up to catch the bottle of water just mere seconds before it would have impacted with his face. He laughs, cracking the seal.
Max Ironside: Can always count on you to keep me on my toes, Red.
Summer: Absolutely! You looked good out there. I mean seriously…
Max looks away, blushing slightly.
Max Ironside: Don't you have a match to get ready for? I saw the production sheet – aren't you and Heidi on next?
She puts a finger to his lips.
Summer: Shhhh. They'll leave me for last and then they'll be happy to wait. I'm the biggest star in the match, after all.
Max Ironside: Uh huh.
He cocks his head even though nothing can be heard but the rumble of the crowd. “Footsteps” by Pop Evil begins to play as the crowd pops.
Max Ironside: Well, you might want to get your hearing checked because I'm pretty sure they're playing your music right now, superstar.
Summer: CRAP!
Her eyes go wide as saucers.
Summer: I GOTTA GO!
She bolts from the scene, leaving Max behind to shake his head, chuckling at her expense.
Max Ironside: Gotta get up stupid early in the morning to get one over on me, Kase.
The camera switches to Stephi in the ring as the music continues to play.
Stephi Zucconi: Our next match is a tag team match for one fall. First, from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 119 pounds, ‘The Phoenix Firebird’… Summer!!!
Summer appears, moving into that spotlight. She's wearing a black hoodie with the word FIREBIRD written across the back, the hood up to cover her face although it sports a pair of cat ears on top of her head. Slowly, she turns around and extends her arms, tilting her head back as the hood falls to reveal a shock of bright red hair. Pumping her fist in the air, she whirls back towards the ring and springs into action, sprinting down the ramp and diving under the bottom rope. She rolls to her feet and runs to the opposite ropes, shouting taunts at the booing crowd before dismissing them with a toss of her hair and a flip of her hand.
"And it all goes red"
The lights all go dark as the opening beats of "Going Red" by Kanga starts through the speakers. Then as the music kicks in bright white lights flash around the stage as Heidi Thompson steps out from the back wearing a hoodie over her head.
Stephi Zucconi: and her partner, from Helena, Montana, weighing in at 117 pounds, Heidi Thompson!
Heidi walks out a few steps, looking out over the crowd as she takes her hood off before starting down the ramp quickly, staring straight ahead at the ring. Heidi then slides under the ropes into the ring, jumping to her feet and stepping on the middle rope, leaning forward and looking out at the fans before bouncing down and going to the corner to wait for the start of the match. Summer claps in approval for her partner as the two lean against the ropes.
Bob Fairchild: This should be a good matchup between these four competitors.
Stephi Zucconi: And their opponents.. First…
I won’t give up, no I won’t give in
Till I reach the end
And then I’ll start again
No I won't leave
I wanna try everything
I wanna try even though I could fail
The bouncy music of Shakira's Try Anything plays and out comes Nora, bouncing on the toes of her boots as she waves to the fans.
Stephi Zucconi: From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 103 pounds, Nora Harris!
Nora waves one more time then she cartwheels onto the ramp, then sprints down to the ring, slides under the bottom rope and pops up to wave at the fans again.
I won’t give up, no I won’t give in
Till I reach the end
And then I’ll start again
No I won't leave
I wanna try everything
I wanna try even though I could fail
Nora stands at the ropes as she watches Heidi and Summer with a watchful eye.
Stephi Zucconi: And her partner…
“Sweeter” by Gavin DeGraw starts up, the guitar coming through the speakers as Patrick Carson makes his way out from behind the curtain.
Stephi Zucconi: From Brooklyn New York, weighing in at 168 pounds, Patrick Carson!
Carson has a big smile on his face as he heads down the aisle, occasionally reaching out to slap a fan’s hand. Reaching the ring, he momentarily considers trying to make a running slide in, but instead opts for simply rolling in and pulling himself up on the ropes beside of Nora. They look at each other then, heading to the far side of the ring, they climb up to the bottom turnbuckle and raises their arms before getting back down and preparing for the match at hand. Tabor checks over Carson and Nora as Stephi walks by. Carson taps his cheek and offers it towards Stephi. Stephi rolls her eyes and taps Carson on the cheek as the crowd laughs at Carson.
Kamryn: Shut down by Stephi!
Carson sheepishly steps to the outside but not before Nora smacks his ass. The crowd pops as Nora walks away. Heidi glares at Nora and Carson as Summer steps to the outside. Tabor calls for the bell and the two slowly circle in the ring. Heidi walks up and offers a handshake. Nora takes it then Heidi quickly whips her into the ropes. Nora runs off the ropes and hits a shoulderblock. Heidi kips up and Nora runs to the ropes again. Nora goes for a clothesline but Heidi counters into a crucifix into a headscissors take down. Nora rolls through and heads back to the ropes. Heidi gets back to her feet and Nora goes for a Thesz Press. Heidi catches her and drops straight south with a single leg jawbreaker. Nora falls to the mat holding her jaw as the crowd pops.
Bob Fairchild: Turn about’s fairplay for Heidi as she catches Nora.
Kamryn: Almost a carbon copy from Shamrock Showdown.
Heidi gets to her feet and grabs Nora by the hair, pulling her towards the corner. Summer tags herself in as Heidi whips Nora into the ropes. Heidi drops down and Nora steps over her into a spinebuster by Summer. Heidi gets to her feet as Summer rolls Nora over , exposing her face to the oncoming Heidi, who hits a soccer style kick that across the forehead that echoes through the arena.
Kamryn: YEOUCH!!!
Tabor directs Heidi out of the ring as Summer sits back in a modified bully choke. Nora shakes her head as Carson quickly grabs Summer’s leg and pulls her away from Nora. Tabor admonishes Carson, who holds his hands up as he steps back out to the apron. Summer looks at Carson then holds her hand out towards Heidi. She tags in and the two pull Nora up to her feet. They whip Nora into the ropes and Carson makes a blind tag. The two pick up Nora and drop her with a double flapjack then stand over her as Carson climbs in through the ropes.
Bob Fairchild: They didn’t see the tag!
The two turn and Carson hits a running double clothesline to a good pop from the crowd. Nora slinks over to the corner as Heidi and Summer get to a knee then look at Carson. They both try spin kicks but Carson grab their feet. Carson pulls them towards the corner and they hop with him. Nora looks over, climbs up on the second rope then steps to the top and hits a moonsault over Carson and lands on Heidi and Summer to a good pop from the crowd.
Kamryn: Nora Harris with the Moonsault!!
Carson holds onto the foot of Summer and goes for a single leg crab. Nora gets to her feet as Heidi rolls over to her stomach. Heidi lifts her head and Nora lands a stomp to the back as she walks over Heidi heading back to the corner. Tabor asks Summer to submit but she twists back over and kicks Carson away. Carson comes back off the ropes and Summer kicks him in the knee. Carson drops to the mat and Summer climbs on his back. She smiles as she unwraps the tape from her wrists and wraps it around Carson’s throat, pulling back on it.
Bob Fairchild: Now that’s uncalled for!!
Nora rushes in and grabs Summer by the hair pulling her off of Carson as he gasps for air, crawling away. Tabor directs Nora out of the ring as Heidi grabs a chair from ringside and slides it into the ring. Summer quickly positions the flattened chair as Carson gets up to his feet. Summer runs off towards the ropes, springboards off the second rope, going for a bulldog but Carson shoves her away and drops Summer onto the chair. The crowd pops as Carson stumbles down to a knee and crawls towards Nora.
Kamryn: Now or never for Patrick!
Summer rolls over and tags in Heidi. Heidi runs into the ring and tries to stop Carson but he makes the tag and Nora comes in with a front missile drop kick. The crowd pops as Nora runs over and hits a running knee to Summer, forcing her to the floor. Heidi grabs hold of the chair and gets to her feet. Nora charges and Heidi tosses the chair, hitting Nora. Nora stumbles back and Heidi kicks her in the stomach. The crowd boos as Heidi sets for a double underhook. Carson gets to his feet as Heidi looks around the arena. Carson charges and hits the open Heidi with a Busaiku Knee Kick!!
Bob Fairchild: Peezus Walks by Peezus Christ!!
Heidi is out on her feet as Nora frees herself. Summer climbs up onto the apron but Carson slams her head against the turnbuckle. Nora grabs Heidi then puts two fingers to her lips in a 'hush' motion. The crowd goes silent then pops as Nora hits Heidi with a spinning fall away DDT!
Kamryn: And That’s the Code of Silence!!!
Nora makes the cover and Tabor slides in for a count.
1…
2…
3!!!
Ring The Bell!
Bob Fairchild: NORA!!!
Stephi Zucconi: The Winners of the Match, Nora Harris and Patrick Carson!!!
Tabor lifts Carson’s hand in victory as Summer shakes her head on the outside. Heidi slowly comes to and rolls out of the ring.
Kamryn: Big win for Nora getting a little retribution back on Heidi who beat her at Shamrock Showdown.
Bob Fairchild: Let’s go to a pre-taped promo from the Mad One. Alice Quinn.
The view switches a title page –
###WET DREAMS###
We open up on the scene of the last match at DWF, The Savannah river. It appears to be nearing evening, the sky a burnt red orange of the setting sun. The water gently rolls in the chilly breeze when from the murky depths, a figure emerges. Long dark hair falling forward over the face of a female figure. It obscures a view of her face and gives a creepy undertone. She rises, taking deliberate slow steps through the churning water until she is free. She's dressed in a black one piece bathing suit. She stops when she reaches the camera, tilts her head and stands still. She starts to sing, her voice is barely above a whisper.
“A dream is like a river, ever changin as it flows and the dreamer’s just a vessel that must follow where it goes.”
The scene is eerie, but she continues the song.
“Trying to learn from what's behind you, And never knowing what's in store. Makes each day a constant battle just to stay between the shores...and...”
Between the strands of dark wet hair, a hint of pale pink lips pull up into some semblance of a smile, further adding to the malaise of the scene.
“I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry.”
“Did anyone else figure out that the girl who got thrown in the river has in fact the last name of ‘Rivers’. It was like she was destined to wind up there.”
The dark head rises slowly, moving her head backwards as she brings up a hand to push her sopping hair back over the crown of her head. She looks at the camera now, her dark eyes picking up some of the orange from the dying daylight and making her eyes appear to be two orbs of burning flame.
“And dreams... man it must be nice to have those. She dreams of being the winner in our match and that's all well and good. I wouldn’t expect her to not think so but it's a dream that is going to capsize her boat. She had all the time in the world to talk about me, her opponent, and all she can muster are a few meaningless half-hearted compliments.”
Alice Quinn rolls her eyes. It's amazing that in all this time, not once has the girl shivered or reached for a towel. At 61 degrees it was hardly warm enough to be swimming, and definitely not warm enough to only be wearing a skin tight bathing suit. But the girl looks very comfortable this way.
“I expected a lot of things when I started training. I expected to be ridiculed for my gender. I expected my smaller size to be an issue. I even expected that my nuttiness would deter people from taking me serious. Faith just dismisses my win like it was nothing. I earned this main event shot and all she had to do was get thrown in this river.”
She raises a hand, pointing to the river in question flowing behind her. The whole time, a odd little smile has creeped over her face, making its way up to her eyes where they crinkled ever so slightly.
“Thirty-four. For any athlete that is bordering on retirement age, especially for a woman. A lot want to have a family and forty is usually when the bell on your biological clock goes off telling you that time is up. And you know, she's proud of her prior Accomplishments. As she should be but I think if you are gonna look at reasons why she went for a swim, I think we all have a pretty good reason why. She made it to the end. Beat out the yuppies and showed her ring experience, but when it came to that final battle, she just didn't have the stamina. I don't wanna put you down love but maybe you just got some serious ring rust. Rust that won't be coming off with me.”
She runs a hand through her long dark hair, the wet strands flip back but not as gracefully as she may have intended and she ends up plucking errant strands from her mouth before finally composing herself again to continue speaking.
“I am thirsty as fuck. And if there is one thing you should know about any person that needs a drink, they are desperate enough to do whatever it takes to get even a sip.”
She smiles, showing all her perfect teeth. Again, it gives off this creepy vibe and although not 100% clear to the audience, it is her intention to be so.
“Did you think that I was some happy-go-lucky rookie? Did my last promo throw you off guard? See that's the thing with facing someone as unpredictable as I am. I cater to my opponent. And her saying that she wasn’t going to be losing a second time? Well that just pissed me off. And you really don't want to piss off a crazy person.”
She lets out a misplaced giggle, once again letting it echo before speaking again, forcing the watcher to wait in anticipation of her next words or actions.
“I haven't come here to earn respect. I came here to win. Faith apparently has fantastic fantasies about having a career not unlike the one she started to have before she needed her space but sadly, I think that ship has sailed and Ms. Rivers is out there on rough waters in a raft made of bamboo and coconuts, but I bet she looks absolutely gorge...”
She grips the sides of her head, squeezing her eyes shut.
“Think unsexy thoughts... think unsexy thoughts... Kris Halic naked on a warm day... ahh... that did it.”
She opens her eyes. Gone is a bit of the eeriness replaced by the same comedic musings she displayed in her previous promo.
“Ms. Rivers is trying to reach that land she once ruled but it doesn't exist anymore. The landscape is full of young, thirsty upstarts like myself. And some of them, like myself, are legitimate threats.”
She puts a hand to her waist. There was really nothing left to the imagination in her skin tight suit so her cinched in waist and full hips are not a focal feature.
“Let me get real here. I didn't come here to dick around in the minor leagues. I would have joined one of those companies offering that if I really wanted but no, I was recruited to DWF because I have legitimate skills and that should not be taken lightly. Let me put it into perspective since everyone seems to be visual learners nowadays. Damn smart devices, poisoning young minds...”
She gives a half smile, one corner of her smile lifting higher than the other.
“If Faith is a boat on a river, I am the Kraken sent to destroy her.”
She gives her shoulders a shrug.
“I would say sorry but that would be a lie. I got nothing personal against ms Faith. But business be business.”
She holds up a finger, indicating that she has one more point to make.
“I will say that I too, look forward to facing off against you beautiful. I will try hard not to damage that million dollar face. Muah!”
She makes a big show of blowing the camera a kiss before it fades out.
A hush comes over the crowd as a voice says,
We’re all a little mad in here...
then the voice giggles and the music of “Mad-Hatter” fills the Pensacola Bay Center.
Stephi Zucconi: This is the Main Event of the evening and it’s for One Fall. First, from Underland, weighing in at 120 pounds, ‘The Mad Hatter’ Mad Alice Quinn!
A spotlight falls on a figure posed at the top of the ramp. Alice Quinn leans slightly on the cane, her face hidden in the shadows by the brim of her hat. Her bright red lips form into a big toothy smile as the crowds are a mix of boos and cheers. She looks up and confidently struts down the ramp, using the cane in a stylized way. She gets to the ring. She mounts the apron and in one fluid movement, flips herself over the ropes. Wonderman Waldo stands in the ring as Alice walks up to him and smiles, turning her head sideways.
Bob Fairchild: Alice Quinn picked up the win at Shamrock Showdown to get this match.
Kamryn: And I think she just asked Waldo if he could stand on his head. He can barely stand as it is!
The lights go out as "Faith" by Limp Bizkit begins to come out of the PA System. Fans are on their feet cheering as Faith Rivers walks out a moment later and stands at the top of the entrance ramp.
Stephi Zucconi: And her opponent, from Las Vegas, weighing in at 133 pounds, the Bad Kitty, Faith!!!
As the chorus of the song hits, 'You Gotta Have Faith' she jumps up a little and as her feet come down on the ramp again, lights flash on the aisle before her, just before Faith runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. As she gets to her feet, Faith runs into the corner and gets up on the second turnbuckle. She taunts the fans a bit before jumping down. Faith then begins to loosen up her arms before leaning back against the ropes as she awaits the opening bell. Waldo stands between the two then calls for the bell.
Bob Fairchild: And we’re underway here in the Main Event on TNT!
Faith walks up to Alice, who yawns and waves Faith away. Faith looks around at the crowd then Alice slaps her across the face. Faith goes after Alice but she backs away quickly and jumps out of the ring. Alice looks at the crowd and laughs but then shrieks as Faith rolls out of the ring and chases after her. Alice turns the corner then dives under the ring. Faith turns the corner and lifts up the apron. A spray of foam shoots from under the ring and into the face of Faith.
Kamryn: Talk about getting a Facial!
Bob Fairchild: And you’ve been so good up until now.
Kamryn: I’m never good Bobby, I’m Perfect!
Faith backpedals against the rail as Alice crawls out from under the ring with a small fire extinguisher in her hand. She sprays the extinguisher again but Faith ducks and the crowd behind Faith is sprayed. The rest of the crowd pops as the few in the front are gagging and trying to clear their eyes.
Kamryn: That’s the great thing about a DWF Show. Audience Participation!
Alice throws down the now empty extinguisher as Faith rolls into the ring. Faith stumbles towards the corner, trying to clear her face and eyes. Alice skips around the ring and stops in front of Stephi. She takes her walking cane from the table and makes a lewd gesture with it towards Stephi then skips around the ring. She slowly slides into the ring and gets to her feet as Faith wipes her eyes once again. Alice takes the cane and charges towards Faith. Faith charges at Alice and hits a spear, knocking the cane out of Alice’s hands and out to the floor.
Bob Fairchild: Spear by Faith and I think she lured Alice in.
Kamryn: Women do not get lured... well.. maybe in some circumstances…
Faith gets to her feet and looks out to the crowd. She motions to a fan, who tosses her a bottle of water. Alice slowly gets to her hands and knees and Faith pours the bottle of water on Alice. The crowd pops as Alice screams out as Faith laughs.
Kamryn: Something Something Wet. Something Something Wet Dream.
Bob Fairchild: I’m not saying a word.
Faith pulls Alice and whips her into the ropes. Faith hits a forearm smash, sending Alice stumbling into the far corner. Faith backs up against the near turnbuckle then charges at Alice with a Stinger splash. Alice turns and hits a pendulum kick, catching Faith in midair, sending her to the mat.
Bob Fairchild: Pendulum Kick and Faith goes down.
Kamryn: If only…
Alice slides to the apron then jumps up onto the top rope and drops an elbow onto Faith. She starts to go for a cover but laughs and pulls Faith’s shoulder up before Waldo can make a 1 count. Alice gets up to her feet, pulling a staggered Faith with her. She slams her head into the turnbuckle then pushes her backfirst into the corner. Alice turns Faith’s head to the side and goes to land a punch then kisses her cheek. The crowd pops as Alice turns her head sideways then whips Faith cross corner, hard into the turnbuckle.
Bob Fairchild: Yeah, she’s Completely Bonkers.
Faith leans against the turnbuckle as Alice looks around at the crowd then charges in and goes for a running high knee in the corner. Faith backs her head away from the knee and grabs Alice around the waist, hooking a leg over Faith’s shoulder. Faith runs out of the corner and drops her with a sit out powerbomb to a big pop!
Kamryn: The Rivers End by Faith!
Faith hooks her feet over the shoulders of Alice as Waldo slides in for the count.
1…
2…
3!!!
Ring the Bell!
Bob Fairchild: FAITH!!!
The crowd pops as Faith rolls out of the pin and up to her feet. Waldo raises her hand in victory as ‘Faith’ plays.
Stephi Zucconi: The Winner of the Match, Faith Rivers!!!
Faith climbs up onto the second rope and blows kisses to the crowd as Alice rolls out of the ring. The camera switches to Kamryn and Bob at the announce table. Kamryn has her arms around the neck of Bob.
Bob Fairchild: And Faith takes the win here in Pensacola! A great night of action here in the DWF, Two weeks from today, we’re in Lafayette, LA, The Blackham Center goes Defiant….
Kamryn: and Bobby gets to go Perfect.
Bob Fairchild: On that Note, for everyone here in the DWF, Goodnight from Pensacola!!!
The camera fades…
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