Post by Bou on Nov 10, 2007 22:04:39 GMT -5
Columbia, South Carolina - Jamil Temple
<·†·>The Jamil Temple was packed to its capacity, for the event that CWA was putting on. The show was already about half through, the crowd was cheering loudly as one of the matches came to an end. A brief moment was taken for the announcer to make some special announcement regarding the main event that was to come much later in the evening, giving the two wrestlers time to get back to the locker rooms and for the clean up crew to clean up the canvas and arena floor a bit of soda and popcorn. Fans love to throw stuff at the people they dislike after all. The announcer got the special announcement out of the way and the ring announcer, Jason Willis, took his place in the ring, ready to call out the next participants of the evening. Thoughtless by KoRn began to play over the P.A. System of the arena as the first contestant made her way to the ring.<·†·>
"Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from right here in Columbia, South Carolina. She weighs in at an even 200 lbs and stands at a staggering 6 foot 1. She is... "B.B." Eva Nundeeeeeeeeeez!"
<·†·>Walking up the steel steps, looking out to the crowd with a grim look on her face, rotating her right wrist slightly, loosening it up slightly as she cranks her neck to the side slightly, walking on the apron for a bit before swinging her right leg through the middle rope, ducking down and stepping into the ring as she moves to a corner, the referee scheduled for the match followed her and checked her, elbow pads, gloved, knee pads, and boots, for any hidden, concealable weapons. She checked out as Willis turned to the black curtain, awaiting the opponent for the large woman. Heaven's A Lie by Lacuna Coil picked up over the P.A. System and the lights began to flicker in bright pulses slightly as the much smaller woman that is Isadora Valentine came 'bouncing' out onto the small stage, doing a little twirl tossing her arms out to the side. Eva was in the ring laughing slightly.<·†·>
"And her opponent from Marsielle, France. She weighs in at 115 lbs and stands at the height of 5 foot 1... please welcome, Isadora Vaaaaaaleeeentineeee!"
[/b]"Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from right here in Columbia, South Carolina. She weighs in at an even 200 lbs and stands at a staggering 6 foot 1. She is... "B.B." Eva Nundeeeeeeeeeez!"
<·†·>Walking up the steel steps, looking out to the crowd with a grim look on her face, rotating her right wrist slightly, loosening it up slightly as she cranks her neck to the side slightly, walking on the apron for a bit before swinging her right leg through the middle rope, ducking down and stepping into the ring as she moves to a corner, the referee scheduled for the match followed her and checked her, elbow pads, gloved, knee pads, and boots, for any hidden, concealable weapons. She checked out as Willis turned to the black curtain, awaiting the opponent for the large woman. Heaven's A Lie by Lacuna Coil picked up over the P.A. System and the lights began to flicker in bright pulses slightly as the much smaller woman that is Isadora Valentine came 'bouncing' out onto the small stage, doing a little twirl tossing her arms out to the side. Eva was in the ring laughing slightly.<·†·>
"And her opponent from Marsielle, France. She weighs in at 115 lbs and stands at the height of 5 foot 1... please welcome, Isadora Vaaaaaaleeeentineeee!"
<·†·>Walking down the small walkway to the ring she hopes up on the ring apron, hooking her arm around it as she turns around, back leaning against the ropes as she hooks her other arm around it, nodding her head slightly to the cheering crowd as the larger woman bounces up and down slightly, pumping herself up. Isadora turns around and steps through the middle ropes, standing in place as the referee checks her in the same fashion he did Eva. Willis took this time to step out of the ring and take his seat in the corner of the safety barricade. Isadora breathed out slowly as she looked at her much larger opponent and rotated her neck. The referee took his place in the middle of the ring before ringing for the bell at the sound of it both women began to circle around the ring, now on the opposite side of one another before both ran in and initiated a tie up with one another.
Without putting effort into it, Eva pushed Isadora harshly, she stumbled back and fell to her rear before rolling back and up to her feet, staring at Eva was standing in place smiling before running in like a freight train. Isadora quickly ran to the side, to a corner before walking quickly out of the corner, before Eva could trap her there. Taking off running, Isadora hit the ropes opposite of Eva and bounced off of them, coming back at her, as she was now turned around and near the center of the ring, Isadora jumped up and hit a hard dropkick to her chest. It had little effect as the large woman just backed up a step. Isadora scrambled to her feet and repeated what she did previously, again, it didn't do anything but only push her back by an inch or two.
Grunting out a bit, Isadora got back to her feet and hit the ropes again, but before she could jump upwards, Eva stepped forward in two large steps and hit a massive clothesline to her smaller opponent, dropping her to the canvas instantly. Isadora gripped at the back of her head after hitting the canvas. Eva grinned widely at the fallen woman as she put the brunt of her boot on her throat and began to push down slightly, Isadora responding by kicking her feet wildly against the canvas and clawing at her boot. The referee argued with Eva for a moment before starting a five count for her to release the choke on her.
Reaching a three count she steps off and takes a threatening step towards the referee, he simply backs away and points a finger at her, as if warning her. Eva shook her head and turned her attention back to Isadora, jerking her up by her arm she ran her to the ropes, pushing her against them before pulling her out in a strong Irish whip. Isadora hit the opposite ropes and bounced back, ducking another fierce clothesline from Eva. She continued to run bouncing off the ropes again, Eva turned around into a flying forearm smash to the jaw, it rocked the big woman and she stumbled back and there was a hint of joy in Isadora's eyes, she had her reeling she just had to keep on the attack, she stepped forward and give her two short jabs with her left hand before going low with a side turn right elbow into the woman's gut.
And then everything went blurry and Isadora hit the canvas again with a loud grunt. Eva hit her with a strong overhead chop to the head. Laughing a bit, she posed to the crowd, tossing her arms up, the crowd booed and her laugh subsided and was replaced by a grim look. She dropped to her knees and forced Isadora up into a sitting position as she applied a sleeper hold to her, wrenching on it roughly. Grunting out in pain, Isadora tried to reach for anything behind her, anything at all, to try and knock the woman off of her. The referee was watching closely, checking from time to time to see if it was a sleeper and not a choke.<·†·>
"COME ON!! GIVE IT UP!"
<·†·>Isadora clawed at the woman's large arms with her tiny hands, trying to pry them off of her, but to no avail. Eva was growing impatient as the smaller woman seemed to refuse to go out, letting go of the sleeper hold she quickly stood up and did a punt like kick to the spine of Isadora's back. Isadora balled her fists up tightly and her eyes widened as her entire body stiffened from the shot and she fell off onto her right side before rolling onto her back. Eva grinned madly as she walked to Isadora's head, looking down at her then to the crowd before pointing down to the young, eighteen year old woman, before she jumped as high in the air as she could pointing her knee directly down at Isadora's head looking for a massive knee drop. But all her knee got was canvas as Isadora forced her body to roll out of the way, even though the pain in her back made it want to refuse. Eva howled out slightly as the shockwave of pain traveled from her knee up her thigh and into her hip, further into her spinal cord. She rolled over onto her back and hoisted her left leg in the air, grabbing at the knee with both hands.
Isadora scrambled up to her feet as fast as she could, using nearby ropes as an aide of sorts. Eva was still gripping at her knee as Isadora reached her feet. She must have went down full force on it, she didn't see any other reason why the woman, who seemed to have a high tolerance for pain, would still be down or at least on her back still. Not hesitating any longer, Isadora ran over and fall across the woman's body horizontally, hooking one arm under the raised leg. The referee dropped to the canvas and only slapped it once, his hand was coming down a second time when Eva lunged her right shoulder up. Isadora got up to her feet and ran to the ropes, bouncing off of them she cut a cartwheel, which ended in her facing away from Eva, and then jumped up, doing a standing moonsault, but her gut met both knees of Eva and she bounced off of the impact onto the other side of her, holding at her gut as Eva winced at the pain in her left knee before forcing herself to make her way up to her own feet.
Eva walked over to Isadora and reached down, grabbing a fistful of hair as she dragged her to dead center of the ring before lifting her up harshly, she placed her left hand on Isadora's hand as her right hand scooped in between her legs and she hoisted the small woman up, walking around with her held in the position, shouting out incomprehensible to the crowd. She grinned before hoisting Isadora up in the air momentarily, enough to where she could shift the position on how she held her, now holding her on her shoulder with her large left arm curled around her waist as she ran back towards the center of the ring and jumped up, swinging Isadora down in the process, hitting a big running powerslam. A loud grunt echoed out from Isadora's being as she laid on the canvas, writhing in pain as Eva pushed herself up to one knee, looking down at her victim of sorts. The crowd knew this wasn't really a match, but more of a slaughter and they showed their feelings by booing loudly to the large woman.
Eva walked slowly around to Isadora's legs where she lifted her left one up, and bent downwards, seeming to go for a single leg crab of sorts, but Isadora kicked her right foot up and it struck home on Eva's nose. It stunned her but didn't force her off, she kicked again, this one catching her dead center of her chest. Still didn't make her let go. She aimed lower, hitting home on Eva's left knee. That did it. Eva growled out in discontent as she released Isadora's leg and stumbled back, hopping slightly as she leaned against the ropes. Isadora pushed herself up to her feet slowly, holding her stomach still as she did, and made her way over to Eva slowly, grabbing her by her left arm she went to Irish whip her from the ropes. The large woman wasn't having it as she tightened her right hands grip on the ropes and braced her feet, as much as that hurt her knee to do so, it wasn't a bad injury, not even an injury, just pain, pain that she could and would fight through.
She had to make it hard didn't she? Isadora gave two quick kicks to the left knee of the woman again, she grunted with each one and her hand loosened up on the rope enough to where Isadora could pull her off of the ropes, as she pulled her forward with all her strength, Eva twirled around and sent Isadora at the ropes instead in a reversal. Isadora hit them and bounced back, ducking up under a clothesline as she jumped up, planting her feet on the middle rope as she held onto the top with her hands, pushing herself off in a slingshot fashion and turning mid flight to land a dropkick right into the jaw of Eva. She stumbled back slightly, holding her jaw before giving into the pain and falling down on her back, both hands holding at her jaw.
Isadora hurried to her feet and ran over to the woman, hooking both arms under her legs as she flipped over the woman's body in a bridge like pin, holding her legs up with both hands. However, her left foot hooked under the bottom rope, something she was unaware of and the referee made it his business to point it out to her, she released the legs of Eva and sat up on the woman's chest looking at her leg, it wasn't even touching the rope, but it was still through them. She groaned out slightly as she rolled off Eva, grabbing her by her right arm and tugged with all her might, she was only able to pull her a couple of inches away from the ropes, grunting out loudly as she did, before falling down across her body for a legitimate pin. A two count, not nearing a three, and there was a kick out on Eva's part, forcefully pushing Isadora off of her.
Eva was already making her way to her feet, but Isadora 'helped' her by grabbing hold of the sides of her head, once she reached an adequate height Isadora slung one leg up, curling it at the knee and nailed Eva right in the nose, not busting it, but giving her a not so good feeling as she shot upright before falling back against the ropes. Isadora ran to the opposite ropes, perhaps looking for another dropkick or something even more impacting, but instead what happened was she ran into a boot as Eva stepped away from the ropes and swung her right foot upwards. Isadora hit the boot and fell off to the side in a limp fashion. No matter what she did, no matter what type of offense she got going, it always seemed to stop short by the much larger opponent. She rose her left arm weakly in the arm before it dropped back to the canvas and Eva dropped to her knees and fell over Isadora in a cover, hooking her far leg as she did. Someone in the crowd could be heard saying that it was over as the referee dropped to the canvas and slapped his hand down once, twice, and almost three times before Isadora rolled slightly, forcing her left shoulder up as she did.
The look on Eva's face, some would say was simply priceless as she came up off of Isadora like a rocket, staring wide eyed at the referee and holding up three fingers. The referee argued with her for a moment before she screamed out at him like a wild woman, before turning her attention back to Isadora, jerking her up by the arm and walking her to a corner of the ring quite quickly. Leaning her against the corner she gave her quick chop across the chest before grabbing her right arm and stepped out of the corner with her, Irish whipping her to the opposite, she followed but stopped center of the ring as Isadora leapt up into the air like a cat and balanced on the top rope for a moment before launching herself off, gaining some big time air, at least an additional four foot than what the turnbuckle really is, as she attempted her finishing move in CWA, a high impact flying clothesline.
Eva grinned widely as she turned to the side slightly wrapping her arms around Isadora's waist as she came into contact and, using the momentum from it, spun around with her at a 360 degree angle before forcefully slamming Isadora down in a massive spinning spinebuster. Eva lunged up from the canvas and slung her arms out and made her way to the ropes face the entrance way and began to shake them violently, turning slightly to the side as she screamed out to the crowd, throwing her hands up. She figured that was it. That Isadora's goose was cooked with that move. The crowd was booing loudly and eventually started up a chant claiming that Eva sucked. Isadora rolled over onto her stomach and saw that Eva was taunting out to the crowd, distracted in a away and pushed herself up to her feet through the pain that was going through her body as she rolled Eva up in a school boy like pin before going even further, turning her body up and leaning down full weight onto Eva as she planted her hands on top of Eva's shoulders. Eva wiggled around madly to try and kick out.
The referee dropped to the canvas for the fourth time to count a pin fall and it was a one count. Two count. Three count. Isadora pushed herself up off of Eva and hit the canvas, rolling out of the ring to escape any wrath that would come from the woman as Heaven's A Lie by Lacuna Coil started up over the P.A. System. The referee joined her on the outside of the ring, holding onto her left hand, holding up to the cheering crowd.<·†·>
"Ladies and gentleman, your winner of the match... Isadora Valentiiiiiiiiine!"[/b]
<·†·>The crowd was going wild at the end of the match. They were all convinced that it was going to just be a slaughter. Eva was sitting on her knees in the spot she was pinned, her hands resting on her thighs as she stared out wide eyed at the victor of the match. Isadora was breathing heavily as she ran her right hand through her sweat drenched hair, the referee released her hand as she walked to the right, leaning against the security barrier for a moment, the crowd patting her shoulders, arms, and back for a bit before she pushed herself off and weakly made her way into the back.<·†·>[/font][/center]
