Post by "Boss Lady" Britlyn Baylor on Jun 19, 2023 10:34:41 GMT -5
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Easton goes for a lariat, but Synn ducks, dropping him balls first over her knee for an atomic drop, then locks him in. She sticks her tongue out, her facepaint starting to wear off as falls back, hitting an inverted DDT and dropping him face first onto the dirt. SYNN gets up. The crowd is roaring, and OCW is having all they can handle keeping the rabid fans inside the barricades that surround the match area. SYNN looks out at the crowd. She stops, looking at the people actually cheering for her.
Smith: Wasting valuable time here when she could be finishing Easton off.
Hood: I don’t think she ever expected to get this ovation, Smith. She’s a freak, she’s always been a freak, and the people love her.
Cara: I mean, it is Flint, Michigan, broski. You know the water here isn’t……right.
Easton, however, does take advantage of it and drives a forearm into the back of the knee of the champ, causing it to buckle. She goes down to one knee, and Easton clubs her in the back of the neck to knock her face down in the dirt. Easton seems to have a rage come over him, picking her up by the hair and slamming her face down in the packed dirt.
Again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
Hood: Easton is enraged here!
Smith: This is his moment! This title has eluded him for so long, he is trying to knock the demon unconscious here!
And again.
And again.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd again.
He lets go of her hair and is breathing heavy as the OCW champ is motionless under him.
Cara: All he has to do is roll her into the hole now, brosefs! This one may be over right before our very eyes!
He seems to realize this, as well. He begins to roll her nearly lifeless body towards the large opening in the earth. The Flint crowd is abuzz!
He has a fire in his eyes, he can sense it. His time is coming!
He gets her to the hole and is about to roll her in when the demon comes to life. She locks her legs around his legs, and pulls him down.
HELLS GATE!
The gogoplata!
She has it locked in tight! The crowd roars! Easton is flailing his arms, trying to break the hold. SYNN has blood running out of her mouth as she sticks her tongue out, her eyes wide as she applies more pressure!
Smith: It has been a hard fought contest! A true battle here! How much more does the champ have left?!
Hood: I think we are about to find out!
Easton fades, and his arms drop down to his sides. SYNN, spent, loosens the hold. She rolls off, exhausted, as now Easton is a limp noodle next to her.
She rolls over and her black eyes see the excavator she is going to fill the hole in with. A sick grin comes over her face. She tries to get up. Easton is also starting to stir. Synn stumbles, but gets to her feet. Easton crawls on all fours towards her, gasping a bit from his windpipe being crushed in the choke. Synn sees this and reverses course, heading towards Easton. She hauls off and kicks him hard in the ribs with a sickening thud. He groans and rolls on his back. Both of these mega stars are covered in dirt and grime, and both know the finality of this match.
SYNN begins to climb up the excavator, as Easton, holding his ribs, slowly gets up.
Cara: Where is she going, dudez?! She knows you are supposed to use that AFTER your opponent is in the hole, right?
Hood: When has she ever done anything normal?
Smith: Easton is giving chase here, I have a feeling this is about to get even uglier!
SYNN is climbing up the arm of the excavator. Easton is giving chase. He is able to catch up, grabbing an ankle, trying to throw her off. She kicks his hand away. He grabs at it again and again and she kicks it off. She continues to climb, and when he gets too close she turns and spins, spitting a red mist all over the face of Alexander Easton. He yells and puts a hand over his eyes.
Smith: What the hell did she just spit on him?! Some sort of red liquid!
Hood: Blood?
Smith: Oh god, you don’t think…..
Cara: How unsanitary!
He is teetering now, and SYNN chuckles a bit. She bends down and bites his fingers that still grip the arm! She is biting his knuckles!!!! He lets go.
Easton falls………..
Into the hole! Flat on his back, his face covered in SYNN’s red liquid (blood?).
She looks down while clinging to the arm like a koala. She turns her head and looks at the cockpit of the excavator. The crowd pops.
Smith: Here we go! SYNN is gonna do it here!!!!!! She is gonna bury Easton Alexander alive!!!
Synn crawls the rest of the way down and slithers down to the controls. When she reaches the ledge, however, her eyes go wide.
”Hey champ!”
A sack of some sort is swung and hits SYNN across the head. She wobbles, and falls back….over the ledge……….
ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL THE WAY DOWN INTO THE HOLE NEXT TO EASTON!
The crowd gasps as Charlie Nickles steps out of the cockpit with a big shit eating grin on his face. SYNN IS OUT COLD AT THE BOTTOM OF THE HOLE!
Nickels laughs, pouring out the sack. Hundreds of nickels litter the dirt.
Smith: CHARLIE NICKELS JUST HIT THE CHAMP WITH A SACK OF NICKELS! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE DOWN AND IN THE BURIAL SITE!
Hood: He said he was gonna get her, and she got got!
Cara: He’s gonna bury them both alive here! What the heck is he doing?!
Hood: Protecting his investment! He said he wants a piece of SYNN’s ass! If they are BOTH buried it's a draw and champ retains!
Smith: I think you’re giving Charlie too much credit!
Nickels, still laughing, climbs into the controls and begins to lift the pile of dirt towards the hole. He is going to bury them both, he is going to make good on his word!
Just then, the crowd buzzes again as a man jumps the barricade behind the set and rushes the excavator. Security, led by the Knife Man, isn’t far behind. When they get close enough to the machine, the camera pans.
IT'S CHRIS CHAOS!!!!!!
Smith: Oh Jesus H. Christ!
He climbs up and pulls Charlie out of the controls, causing the arm to jerk, dropping some of the dirt.
Chaos and Nickels exchange punches as the two former XWF legends begin to do battle on the dirt up above the hole. They battle all the way off the dirty mound and down towards the barricade. Lights and sirens can be heard as multiple police cars pull up to the venue, dispersing the crowd and funneling them back to the front side of the burial set.
Cops jump out of vans in full riot gear and police charge the two men, whose brawl has spilled out onto the street behind the venue.
Meanwhile, back at the burial plot, Easton, wiping his eyes, is out of the hole. This time his eyes lock onto the excavator, already loaded with the dirt to give him his first world title. He turns around when the crowd roars again and sees a hand coming up out of the grave. SYNN IS UP!
He rolls his eyes, frustrated that the demon won’t stay down. He walks back towards the hole just as she pops up. He goes for a clothesline, she ducks it. The two spin back and Synn fires a hard right. Easton counters with a hard right. The two exchange punches right above the burial hole again.
Left from Synn
Right from Easton
Left from Synn
Right from Easton
Left from Easton
Right from Synn
Left from Easton.
She teeters, and throws another punch.
He ducks, lifting her.
BACK BODY DROP FROM EASTON ONTO THE HARD DIRT!!!
The crowd “oooooooo’s” as she grimaces, holding her back. Easton picks her back up by the hair, saying something inaudible to her over the crowd noise. He goes to lift her again this time for a suplex but she blocks it. She pokes him in the eyes to back him off, kick to the gut.
BRAM STOKER!!! OUT OF NOWHERE!
This time Easton is down, and Synn drops to one knee in exhaustion.
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Easton goes for a lariat, but Synn ducks, dropping him balls first over her knee for an atomic drop, then locks him in. She sticks her tongue out, her facepaint starting to wear off as falls back, hitting an inverted DDT and dropping him face first onto the dirt. SYNN gets up. The crowd is roaring, and OCW is having all they can handle keeping the rabid fans inside the barricades that surround the match area. SYNN looks out at the crowd. She stops, looking at the people actually cheering for her.
Smith: Wasting valuable time here when she could be finishing Easton off.
Hood: I don’t think she ever expected to get this ovation, Smith. She’s a freak, she’s always been a freak, and the people love her.
Cara: I mean, it is Flint, Michigan, broski. You know the water here isn’t……right.
Easton, however, does take advantage of it and drives a forearm into the back of the knee of the champ, causing it to buckle. She goes down to one knee, and Easton clubs her in the back of the neck to knock her face down in the dirt. Easton seems to have a rage come over him, picking her up by the hair and slamming her face down in the packed dirt.
Again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
Hood: Easton is enraged here!
Smith: This is his moment! This title has eluded him for so long, he is trying to knock the demon unconscious here!
And again.
And again.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd again.
He lets go of her hair and is breathing heavy as the OCW champ is motionless under him.
Cara: All he has to do is roll her into the hole now, brosefs! This one may be over right before our very eyes!
He seems to realize this, as well. He begins to roll her nearly lifeless body towards the large opening in the earth. The Flint crowd is abuzz!
He has a fire in his eyes, he can sense it. His time is coming!
He gets her to the hole and is about to roll her in when the demon comes to life. She locks her legs around his legs, and pulls him down.
HELLS GATE!
The gogoplata!
She has it locked in tight! The crowd roars! Easton is flailing his arms, trying to break the hold. SYNN has blood running out of her mouth as she sticks her tongue out, her eyes wide as she applies more pressure!
Smith: It has been a hard fought contest! A true battle here! How much more does the champ have left?!
Hood: I think we are about to find out!
Easton fades, and his arms drop down to his sides. SYNN, spent, loosens the hold. She rolls off, exhausted, as now Easton is a limp noodle next to her.
She rolls over and her black eyes see the excavator she is going to fill the hole in with. A sick grin comes over her face. She tries to get up. Easton is also starting to stir. Synn stumbles, but gets to her feet. Easton crawls on all fours towards her, gasping a bit from his windpipe being crushed in the choke. Synn sees this and reverses course, heading towards Easton. She hauls off and kicks him hard in the ribs with a sickening thud. He groans and rolls on his back. Both of these mega stars are covered in dirt and grime, and both know the finality of this match.
SYNN begins to climb up the excavator, as Easton, holding his ribs, slowly gets up.
Cara: Where is she going, dudez?! She knows you are supposed to use that AFTER your opponent is in the hole, right?
Hood: When has she ever done anything normal?
Smith: Easton is giving chase here, I have a feeling this is about to get even uglier!
SYNN is climbing up the arm of the excavator. Easton is giving chase. He is able to catch up, grabbing an ankle, trying to throw her off. She kicks his hand away. He grabs at it again and again and she kicks it off. She continues to climb, and when he gets too close she turns and spins, spitting a red mist all over the face of Alexander Easton. He yells and puts a hand over his eyes.
Smith: What the hell did she just spit on him?! Some sort of red liquid!
Hood: Blood?
Smith: Oh god, you don’t think…..
Cara: How unsanitary!
He is teetering now, and SYNN chuckles a bit. She bends down and bites his fingers that still grip the arm! She is biting his knuckles!!!! He lets go.
Easton falls………..
Into the hole! Flat on his back, his face covered in SYNN’s red liquid (blood?).
She looks down while clinging to the arm like a koala. She turns her head and looks at the cockpit of the excavator. The crowd pops.
Smith: Here we go! SYNN is gonna do it here!!!!!! She is gonna bury Easton Alexander alive!!!
Synn crawls the rest of the way down and slithers down to the controls. When she reaches the ledge, however, her eyes go wide.
”Hey champ!”
A sack of some sort is swung and hits SYNN across the head. She wobbles, and falls back….over the ledge……….
ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL THE WAY DOWN INTO THE HOLE NEXT TO EASTON!
The crowd gasps as Charlie Nickles steps out of the cockpit with a big shit eating grin on his face. SYNN IS OUT COLD AT THE BOTTOM OF THE HOLE!
Nickels laughs, pouring out the sack. Hundreds of nickels litter the dirt.
Smith: CHARLIE NICKELS JUST HIT THE CHAMP WITH A SACK OF NICKELS! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE DOWN AND IN THE BURIAL SITE!
Hood: He said he was gonna get her, and she got got!
Cara: He’s gonna bury them both alive here! What the heck is he doing?!
Hood: Protecting his investment! He said he wants a piece of SYNN’s ass! If they are BOTH buried it's a draw and champ retains!
Smith: I think you’re giving Charlie too much credit!
Nickels, still laughing, climbs into the controls and begins to lift the pile of dirt towards the hole. He is going to bury them both, he is going to make good on his word!
Just then, the crowd buzzes again as a man jumps the barricade behind the set and rushes the excavator. Security, led by the Knife Man, isn’t far behind. When they get close enough to the machine, the camera pans.
IT'S CHRIS CHAOS!!!!!!
Smith: Oh Jesus H. Christ!
He climbs up and pulls Charlie out of the controls, causing the arm to jerk, dropping some of the dirt.
Chaos and Nickels exchange punches as the two former XWF legends begin to do battle on the dirt up above the hole. They battle all the way off the dirty mound and down towards the barricade. Lights and sirens can be heard as multiple police cars pull up to the venue, dispersing the crowd and funneling them back to the front side of the burial set.
Cops jump out of vans in full riot gear and police charge the two men, whose brawl has spilled out onto the street behind the venue.
Meanwhile, back at the burial plot, Easton, wiping his eyes, is out of the hole. This time his eyes lock onto the excavator, already loaded with the dirt to give him his first world title. He turns around when the crowd roars again and sees a hand coming up out of the grave. SYNN IS UP!
He rolls his eyes, frustrated that the demon won’t stay down. He walks back towards the hole just as she pops up. He goes for a clothesline, she ducks it. The two spin back and Synn fires a hard right. Easton counters with a hard right. The two exchange punches right above the burial hole again.
Left from Synn
Right from Easton
Left from Synn
Right from Easton
Left from Easton
Right from Synn
Left from Easton.
She teeters, and throws another punch.
He ducks, lifting her.
BACK BODY DROP FROM EASTON ONTO THE HARD DIRT!!!
The crowd “oooooooo’s” as she grimaces, holding her back. Easton picks her back up by the hair, saying something inaudible to her over the crowd noise. He goes to lift her again this time for a suplex but she blocks it. She pokes him in the eyes to back him off, kick to the gut.
BRAM STOKER!!! OUT OF NOWHERE!
This time Easton is down, and Synn drops to one knee in exhaustion.