[VOTE] XWA Massacre MAIN EVENT: Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn - WORLD TV TITLE!

Angelica Vaughn defends the World Television Championship, Joey and Kaida team up and Yasuko tells her side of the story...
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[VOTE] XWA Massacre MAIN EVENT: Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn - WORLD TV TITLE!

Postby RevolutionJones » Thu Aug 02, 2018 12:55 am

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LIVE! From the XWA BattleZone in Chicago, Illinois (1500 Capacity)
Broadcast exclusively on The Xperience!


The Main Event:
Television Championship Match!


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Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn (c)

Last Massacre we saw the crowning of a new Television champion, as Claire Rogers weaseled her way into the match and took out her own brother! While this fact no doubt weights heavily on her mind, Angelica will need to push it away as she begins her reign by facing down Blake Archer! The King of Canines has shown time and time again he has what it takes to hang with the top of the XWA food chain, though he always falls just shy of catching that gold at the end of the rainbow! Will the events of last Massacre be enough to tip the odds into Archer's overwhelming favor? Or will Angelica be able to push them out and show the world why she deserves the title? Tune in live to find out!

WORD COUNT:
5000


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Deadline for matches is 7th August 2018 at 11:59 Eastern Standard Time.
Voting will start at this time and conclude on 13th August 2018 at 11:59 Eastern Standard Time.
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Re: XWA Massacre MAIN EVENT: Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn - WORLD TV TITLE!

Postby AngelicaVaughn » Thu Aug 09, 2018 10:09 pm

Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn ©
XWA World Television Championship Match
Angelica’s version


We’re back LIVE, at the Battlezone, and ready for the main event, in which the Television Champion must defend the much coveted silver belt as is custom. It’s the workhorse title, the holder of which can never rest on his or her laurels, for it has to be defended as often as possible, showing that its owner is indeed worthy of not just the responsibility that comes with holding an XWA title, but also deserves the honor of being the face of XWA’s Flagship Show. Ever since the Lord of the Ring’s semi-final, that honor and responsibility now falls to Angelica Vaughn, who is gearing up for her first title defense after having won it under rather controversial circumstances. And boy, is the crowd ready! Screaming and chanting, they can’t wait for the main event. As the camera cuts to Tempest and Mark Sanction, they provide background noise with a plethora of chants ranging from ‘OBVS’ to ‘Ca-nine King!’ to ‘Let’s go Angie-Let’s Go Archer’! Positive vibes all around!

Mark Sanction
“Hello and welcome, as we prepare for the final match of the evening, and it’s a slobberknocker to say the least! Now I don’t know where that word actually comes from, but it’s something that’s said when we’re in for one heck of a fight, ain’t that right Tempest?”


Tempest
“Abs and totes and OBVS! As you can see, I am adapting a particular vernacular here tonight, but it IS an Angelica Vaughn match, and this amazeballs leggy blonde has everything to lose and everything to gain, even though she walks into this match as the champion.”


Mark Sanction
“No argument from me there, Tempest. Angie’s title win was overshadowed by… let’s call them ‘shenanigans’! Again, I don’t know where the word ‘shenanigans’ comes from, but….”


Tempest
“You don’t? Ken Shenanigan was an Irish wrestler from the 1930’s, or so I’ve heard. He was a dastardly fellow. Anyway, Angelica is looking to kick the criticaster’s heads in, who say she only holds the TV Title by sheer luck. And to be fair it’s easy to see why one would think that, after what transpired during her match against Jake Rogers at the Lord of the Ring Semi-Final. Let’s take a look.”


The camera fades out and we see the replay of the semi-final between Jake Rogers and Angelica Vaughn. Both competitors had their clear moments to win, until the match was upset by Claire Rogers, Jake’s long forgotten sister, who early caved in her brother’s skull after an unfortunate incident involving the referee. After also thwacking Angelica over the head with a chair, she made sure her brother lost his title in what seems to be the beginning of a blood feud.

The camera then cuts back to the announce duo.

Mark Sanction
“So indeed, what could’ve been Angie’s breakout moment, turned into a controversial chair swinging contest that seemed to have nothing but losers. But now, as she prepares for the biggest match of her life at Madison Square Garden, Angelica finally wants to prove the world that that silver isn’t a piece of ill-gotten gold!”


Tempest
“And boy, is it a Styles Clash! She will be facing off against the King of the Canines, Blake Archer, and these two could NOT be more different. Tale of the Tape? Angie: five foot ten versus Archer’s 6 foot 9. Angie’s 19 years versus Archer’s 39. 140 pounds of leggy blondeness versus near 300 pounds of pure muscle. Angie is outmatched and outclassed in damn near every category. She’s the underdog here, make no mistake.”


Mark Sanction
“Archer is certainly one hell of a physical specimen. Strong, athletic, smart,… He has very few weak points. Angelica will have to use all her wits and innovative offense to put Blake to bed. Let’s see if she can do it, or if Blake Archer will add another title to a championship record that reads like a Dostoevsky novel.”


Tempest
“And hand Angelica the shortest title reign since… I had something for this. I swear I had something for this!”


Mark Sanction
“Please remember your lines next time. Hana Ramierez, you’re up!”


We go to the spectacularly charming ring announcer, who is all too happy to fire up the Battlezone crowd some more!

Hana Ramierez
“The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!”


Crowd
“OBVS!”


Hana Ramierez
“…and it is for the XWA World Television Championship!”




Depeche Mode’s Personal Jesus hits the arena as Blake Archer makes his appearance on stage! His fist raised high above his head, he seems full of the confidence that comes with being the odds-on favorite. He smirks slightly, but it’s not arrogance that he carries around; it’s simply the joy of doing what he loves: coming out in front of these fans and wrestle.
As he starts walking down the ring, he spreads his arms to the side, touching the fingertips of the fans who reach out to him. While he is focused on the match to come, he clearly wants to show that he doesn’t want to totally ignore them either. But it’s clear his thoughts are set on one thing: winning that XWA TV Championship.


Mark Sanction
“He sure looks like a man with a plan. A man with a mission! While his trophy cabinet is as big as a house, his quest for gold in XWA is still ongoing. That could come to an end here tonight.”


Blake Archer slides into the ring and raises both his fists this time to greet the fans, as Hana finishes her ntroduction.

Hana Ramierez
“Introducing first, the challenger… From Canton, Ohio, weighing in at 295 pounds and standing at six foot nine… The King of the Canines… Blake! Archerrrrrr! ”


The crowd cheers for the big man, who strikes a pose for their pleasure. After a wink to one of the female fans, the lights start to dim, as his entrance theme slowly fades away.

An overhead spot now focuses on the entrance, as piano keys are frantically being jingled.



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⇜VAUGHNEMOUS⇝
No, I won't give in
I won’t give in
'till I'm victorious
And I will defend
I will defend!


As Angie’s theme kicks in, the rotating platform spins her around as her layer of gold paint shimmer underneath the light. A golden fountain of sparkles shoots from the ground, signaling the Vaughnemous One’s arrival. As she steps off, the lights go back on and she starts aking her way down the ramp. Whereas Archer only lightly touched finger tips, she goes all in: clapping hands, giving hugs and posing for a quick selfie.
When she eventually reaches the ring she rolls in as Hana finishes her introduction.


Hana Ramierez
“And his opponent, currently residing in San Antonio Texas by way of Vancouver, Canda. Weighing in a ‘totes rude tee bee aitch’ and standing at five foot ten… She is the reigning and defending XWA World Television Champion… Angelica! Vauuuughn!”


Angie hoists her silver title belt into the air as thusands of fans screech in delight.

Mark Sanction
“If ‘over’ weren’t a kayfabe term we weren’t allowed to use, I’d say that’s exactly what she is.”


Tempest
“Wow. ‘Kayfabe’. Now there’s a word I have absolutely no idea what it means!”


As the music dims (in the back, Dan Bennett is cursing softly at the audio engineers; there’s my one per match), Angie lowers her title and looks at Blake Archer who crawls back into the ring. As he gets to his feet, the size difference is palpable. Angelica’s expression changes from cheerful to a focused professional, her lips straightening and the grip on her title belt tightening, even as the referee tugs at the strap so he can hoist it in the air.
Angelica reluctantly lets go and she takes a deep breath. Blake Archer grins, noticing the nerves in his opponent.


Tempest
“Angelica prides herself on her height, that’s been well documented. But she’s nearly a foot shorter than Blake Archer. There’s no height advantage in her immediate future. When facing other women she usually tends to be the taller one. And make no mistake, Angelica can GO! If you look at the names she’s beaten, at ACM, UGWC, Rose City,… It’s an impressive list. But this is XWA, where the big boys come out to play. Winning an XWA title is one of the hardest things to do in pro wrestling, and that’ no myth. Regardless of how she won her, she did it. Now it’s a matter f hanging on to it.”


The bell rings and the match is on! Angie stays right where she is, planting her feet into the canvas. But Blake sees no reason to do the same. He has every physical advantage you can come up with, and he knows it. He inches closer and closer to Angie, clearly looking for a collar and elbow lock-up. Angelica lets him approach. She’s nervous, but her lips are pressed together so tightly in utter focus that they’re a pale shade of yellow, rather than the spray painted gold that adorns the rest of her body and outfit.

Blake leans in and their limbs find each other instinctively as they lock up. Blake expects to push forward but… Angie doesn’t budge! Blake’s look is one of surprise. Angie stands her ground! She doesn’t move an inch as the muscles in her legs tighten up.


Mark Sanction
“That’s an LFL linewoman for you, Blake! Angie may be shorter and weaker, but I’ll be damned if her technique isn’t on point! Look at the way she guides Archer’s body, ever so slightly putting him off balance!”


Indeed, the way Angelica leverages herself almost completely overcomes Blake’s physical advantage. The King of the Canines has no intention of losing this test of strength however. He roars, digging deep, and with a burst of utter explosive strength he pushes forward, shoving Angelica back so forcefully she lands flat on her back.

Tempest
“Ouch! I’m not sure if that would constitute a pancake, but in that instance, Blake’s strength was too much to overcome, and that must be a mental blow for Angelica, who thought she had him there for a second.”


Mark Sanction
“Regardless, I don’t think many competitors of comparable size would’ve even lasted that long!”


As she lands, Angelica tumbles backwards, rolling through until she lands on her feet. She pushes herself upright. She seems a tad distraught by Blake’s physical dominance, slightly bowing her head, wary of what’s to come next. Her big doe eyes look like they’re caught in the headlines as Blake Arches rushes at her. He throws his leg up to look for a running big boot, but Angie manages to duck underneath and Blake gets hung up on the top rope. Unbalanced and on one leg, Blake tries to swing his leg back over, but Angelica knows this is an opportunity she has to make the most of. Kicking with a snappy OBVS! kick, she aims at Blake’s supporting knee. As it connects, it sounds like a gunshot going off. The lower and upper leg bend gruesomely as the ACL is stretched to its limit. Blake roars in pain as his leg buckles and he stumbles down to the mat immediately clutching his leg. But he bites down, fighting through the pan. Gritting his teeth he immediately tries to get back to his feet, the pure adrenaline rush overtaking his body.

But Angelica knows she can’t let that happen. When you have a man of his size down on the canvas, you have to make the most of it. This is no time for playing the waiting game. She starts stomping down on the lower back of Blake, digging her heel into the base of his spine with each drive. But even through the sheer ferocity of her kicks, Blake Archer’s size and durability seem almost superhuman. Even through Angie’s barrage of downward stomping kicks, he manages to crawl back to all fours.
Angelica switches up and tries for a standing penalty kick aimed at Blake’s face! But the big man reacts right on time. He crosses his forearms in front of his face, blocking the savage kick of the Vaughnemous One, quite possibly saving his own teeth in the process.


Tempest
“He saved himself a trip to the dentist there!”


Mark Sanction
“Blake’s been impressive despite his earlier mistake, Tempest. Angelica’s kicks and strikes are absolutely relentless, but he’s shrugging them off as if he was getting kicked by a toddler!”


Tempest
“Well if you look at the size difference she might as well be, Mark. No shade, just the truth. That said, those kicks were ‘as taught by Michael Kelly’, so you know they pack a freakin’ punch! Pun not intended.”


Mark Sanction
“Yes it was.”


Tempest
“walterwhiteyougotme.gif”


Angelica’s shin bounces off of Blake Archer’s forearms and she starts hopping around on one leg like a kid that had just kicked against a brick. Blake gets to his feet, shakes his lower leg to ease some of the pain in his knee and waits for Angie to turn around once she’s stopped hopping around in a half circle. As soon as she turns to face Archer again, he grabs her by the wrist and sends her into the ropes. On the rebound, he catches her with a spinning spinebuster, driving her into the mat hard! Her head bounces off the canvas, her blonde locks springing everywhere! Blake Archer’s eyes grow large as he realizes he just might have her! Immediately, he hooks the leg and pins her!

ONE!


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TWO!!


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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!

Angelica throws her arm and shoulder up and Blake sits up straight. He doesn’t seem all that disappointed in the end, despite a slight shake of his head. However, it’s immediately followed by a grin and a shrug. He knows this would’ve been way too easy.
The King of the Canines gets back to his feet, grabbing Angelica by the hair as he rises, pulling her back to a vertical basis as well. He hangs on to her head and takes aim, before releasing a massive right hand on Angelica’s jaw, rattling her entire face.


Mark Sanction
“Not pretty, but Angie’s a tough cookie! He’s gonna have to wear her down somehow, and this is honestly a good way of making sure she can’t counter somehow. Straight right hands from a giant of a man are effective to say the least! Like being hit in the face with a two by four!”


Blake Archer unleashes another blow as Angelica clearly starts feeling the effects. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head, she grabs on to Blake’s shoulder to stop herself from falling. Not that she would’ve, because he’s still holding her head with a paw big enough to envelop her entire skull. Angelica hooks her arm underneath the one Blake uses to hold on to her head. With her other, she clamps down on Archer’s shirt, seemingly looking to regain some control. With a sudden burst of strength, she manages to leverage Blake’s upper body down by pressing down with her shoulder on his shoulder. Bent now at a ninety degree angle, Archer is caught completely off guard by Angelica’s sudden retaliation. She kicks her knee up and flays her leg across her opponent’s chest. She jumps and in mid-air, rotates her hips, swings her other leg around his backside and uses it to sweep his legs from behind. Archer goes down, right on his back as his shoulders are pressed against the mat! He’s suddenly in a pinning predicament and the ref slides in!

ONE!


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TWO!!


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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!

The crowd applaud this sudden counter, even though Angie did not get him.


Mark Sanction
“What a beautiful leg scissor takedown. That’s the martial artist in Angie coming out to play! By throwing up her legs on his torso on one side and on the crease of his knee on the other, it gave her ample leverage on either side of Blake Archer’s body to bring even a man of his size down! ”


Tempest
“Caught like a piece of paper! Angie’s certainly out to prove she ain’t a paper champion. ”


Mark Sanction
“It’s potential and kinetic energy slicing through center of gravity, Tempest. It’s physics! The downward force pushes him past his tipping point. Angie’s got powerful legs and she knows how to use them.”


Tempest
“Absolutely. She knows her strengths and she plays to them. It’s smart strategy. But be that as it may, Blake kicked out, and both are now scrambling for control!”


After Blake’s kickout, he tries to get back to his feet as quickly as possible, but so does Angie. Both of them know that whoever makes it on their feet first will likely have the upper hand. But while Blake seems to get to his feet sooner despite his size, Angie throws herself at the crease of the knee she damaged earlier, chop blocking him back down to size. As Blake Archer falls on his back, Angelica mounts him from the front, sitting over his abdominals. She leans forward, wrapping her arm behind Blake Archer’s neck and putting pressure on his head, while sliding her other arm underneath Archer’s. Using that arm, she crawls forward with her hand, leveraging Blake Archer’s arm criss-cross across his own throat until he’s in a triangle choke! Angie interlocks her own hands and applies pressure, effectively choking Blake out with his own limb from her mounted triangle choke!

Mark Sanction
“Another beautiful MMA hold by Angelica! She may not look like it, but she’s a student of the game and she’s got Blake Archer trapped! He’s got nowhere to go! Look at that technique, as she makes sure to lean back and keep her shoulder relaxed to exert maximum pressure on the choking point! Archer’s going to fade!”


Tempest
“And listen to these fans, they’re going wild! Angie knows that even a man this big needs oxygen to function, so she’s simply cutting off his supply! Another great game plan! People call her a silly, stupid naïve girl, but in this ring she sure knows what she’s doing! Just… don’t ask her to do anything more than elementary school maths! ”


Blake Archer’s face soon starts turning different shades. Is it red? Blue? Or… purple? It’s hard to tell, like a gobstopper that’s changing color as Blake’s panicky eyes dart back and forth, trying to come up with a way to escape. His heart rate going through the roof and adrenaline surging, Blake Arches bends his knees, planting the soles of his boots on the canvas and tries to push himself off towards the ropes. He just about manages it, sliding his back across the mat with Angie on top of him. She makes sure to move along so she keeps the choke in place, hopeful that he’ll pass out before he succeeds in what he’s doing. But Blake is strong and determined, and compared to him, Angie is a paperweight.

Tempest
“He’s gonna make it!”


Mark Sanction
“He’s not!”


Tempest
“Can’t believe you’re doubting Blake!”


Mark Sanction
“Can’t believe you’re doubting Angelica!”


Tempest
“Can’t believe you’re questioning my professional integrity.”


Mark Sanction
“Can’t believe you’d accuse me of accusing you!”


But while they bicker, Blake Archer manages to slide underneath the bottom rope and Angelica is forced to let go. Archer rolls to the outside and lands on th ground, panting, heaving, coughing as he desperately tries to get air back into his lungs, into his bloodstream and to his brain as he doesn’t seem to realize where he is right now.

Tempest
“You owe me ten bucks, Sanction!”


Mark Sanction
“We never settled on a bet!”


Tempest
“Can’t believe you’d cheat me like that.”


Mark Sanction
“Can’t believe you’re trying to take my money. In any case, Archer should be glad he’s still conscious! That was close!”


As Blake is recovering on the outside, Angelica is torn on what to do. Let him recover? Or take the fight to the outside now that she might have the upper hand… but risk facing him in an environment where he can use his superior physical prowess. She thinks for a second, eyes darting across the ring, then runs the ropes, looking for… a suicide dive? But right before the ropes, she comes to a screeching halt and shakes her head. A luchador she is not, even though she is the top champion of one of Mexico’s foremost wrestling companies. She steps through the ropes and carefully hops down, before rushing at Blake Archer, who’s still trying to catch his breath. Quite literally.

But as Angie recklessly attacks, the big man lets the crowd guide his actions. Their screams activate his instincts and reflexes born through years and years of rigorous training and experience. Without even having to look, he anticipates Angelica’s attack and catches her , lifting her up with a swinging spinebuster. He turns around 180 degrees and smashes her spine-first onto the steel ring-steps, bending her body in ways it isn’t meant to. The metallic thud echoes throughout the BattleZone, soon followed by shocked gasps of the crowd as Angelica’s lifeless body flops down to the floor.

Blake falls down to one knee again. He’s bought himself some time, and then some. But he still faces a race against the clock.


Mark Sanction
“Blake Archer just put Angelica DOWN! But he’s going to have to get her back in that ring, because while he may win by count-out, it won’t give him the title he so desperately wants.”


Tempest
“Dan Bennett may have considered the TV title a throwaway belt, but let me assure you, he’s in the vast minority. Blake Archer needs this title to prove his value to the company. Angelica needs this title to show everybody she deserves to be recognized as one of the greatest wrestling prodigies in the business today. One could argue it’s the second most valuable championship in one of the world’s greatest companies. OF COURSE Blake isn’t going to take the count-out victory!!”


Realizing very well he needs to move swiftly, Blake Archer grabs Angelica’s limp arm. He pulls her up, but the muscles in her neck are unresponsive. She seems completely out of it as her head flops lifelessly on her neck while Archer pulls her to her feet. But she’s not even on spaghetti legs. She simply falls over, forcing Blake to catch her again. He picks her up in her entirety and throws her into the ring in between the lower and middle rope. She rolls around her axis once and comes to a still.
Blake immediately slides in. He knows it could be now or never. The spnebuster on the steel seems to have knocked her completely unconscious and he moves with both the nerves and focus of a man who realizes he’s on the verge of a breakthrough. He gives his throat a slight brush, a reminder of the triangle choke that has clearly left a mark, both on his skin and in his mind. He proceeds to drape himself over Angelica and hooks one of her long legs…

ONE!


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TWO!!


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ROPE BREAK!!!!!!!

We did say ‘long’ legs! While Angelica’s upper body didn’t move a muscle, Blake made the mistake of hooking the inner leg, not the outer one. Instinctively, Angelica’s feet found their way to the bottom rope, effectively breaking up the pin with a minimum amount of strength left in her body. Blake slaps the canvas in frustration.


Tempest
“We joked about Angelica’s pride about her height earlier, but many women wouldn’t have made it to the bottom rope here. Men, too. Those salt pillars go on and on!”


Archer takes a deep breath and recollects his focus. He knows frustration is only a single ticket to a slip-up and defeat. He gets back to his feet and grabs Angie by her ankles, dragging her more to the center of the ring.

Mark Sanction
“Is he going for another pin attempt, more central this time?”


Tempest
“Doubtful. By now, surely she’s had enough time to recuperate enough for a kick out. I think he’s merely setting the stage for what WILL be his finish.”


Blake kicks Angie’s legs and arms closer to her body so that she forms a more compact target. He then hurries over to the nearest corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle at surprising speed, displaying agility that is not often found in such a big man.

Tempest
“See? He’s going for the 747 Crash, Sanction! Because while he may be a giant, this guy can MOVE! Through the air if need be! He’s far from a one trick pony. And he’s gonna squash Angie like a bug, bless the poor girl, but it ends here!”


Blake lifts his fist high up into the air as he rises to his feet. A towering presence even while on the mat, him standing on the turnbuckle makes him reminiscent of the Colossus of Rhodes. He leaps, gaining incredible height and achieving unbelievable hang time. Soaring through the air as if he was Jake Rogers’ eagle, he eventually comes crashing down on all five foot ten of his leggy blonde adversary. The ring nearly collapses under the impact and a loud gasp from the fans echoes throughout the arena.

Mark Sanction
“747 Crash like you predicted, Tempest! He got all of that frog splash! This one’s done, it’s over, Angelica’s reign will go down in history as a fluke!”


This time, Blake takes no chances. Scooping up both of Angie’s legs, he leans in for the pin and the referee slides in to count…

ONE!


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TWO!!


…---…


KICKOUT!!!!!!!


Tempest
“WHAT?”


Mark Sanction
“SHE KICKED OUT??”


It was a question born of disbelief. Angelica powered out by springing her legs free, her arm shooting upwards to lift her shoulder off the canvas right on time, as if she was reaching for the sun, allowing her to bask in its glory as champion a little while longer. Blake’s jaw drops as he looks down at Angelica, equal parts frustration and admiration at the toughness on display.

Mark Sanction
“You have to hand it to Angelica, that took guts, spirit, heart, and unrelenting power of will!”


Tempest
“Oh, I’m handing it to her, alright!”


Blake symbolically slaps the canvas three times, as if he could reverse time and turn the earlier count into three, crowning him the TV Champion. But alas, reality soon kicks in and Blake gets back to his feet, dragging Angie up with him. This time she stays upright, although she’s staggering, barely any realization of where she is. Blake Archer takes a few steps back, and spreads his arms, roaring like a lion atop Pride Rock, ready to strike his killing blow and claim what’s his.

Mark Sanction
“Archer going for the Silver Shot! He nearly broke Angelica in half twice before! If he this this, he surely will!”


Blake runs up to go for his finishing Spear. But as he’s about to connect, Angelica’s survival instincts kick in. She sidesteps and floats over like one would during a sling blade. But rather than take Blake down she revolves around his body and locks in a sleeper hold, grabbing onto his head, neck and throat from behind. Hanging from the towering Archer she almost looks like Nathan Drake on the cover of Uncharted 2. Trying to properly cinch in the sleeper, she locks her arms more tightly while Blake tries to worm his hands in between her arms and his own throat.

Tempest
“Oh wow, there is no quit in this girl! She’s gonna try and choke Blake Archer out after coming oh so close with that triangle choke earlier! We saw Blake Archer panic back then because he knew how close he was to defeat and by the looks of it, he’s panicking again!”


Blake realizes Angelica is one of the greatest choke artists on the roster. He starts flailing wildly to try and throw Angelica off, but maybe it’s because she’s been spending a lot of time in Texas, but her rodeo skills are remarkable. Despite the fact that she’s bruised, beaten and battered she manages to hold on for dear life and title. She flops around wildly across his back for a while as he tries shaking her off, but the longer she holds on, the more Archer begins to lose strength. Eventually he starts shaking and comes to a standstill, merely trying to break her grip using his hands. But as she stabilizes, Angelica locks her sleeper hold in even tighter.

Blake drops down to one knee, his strength fading… fast! But a sudden burst of strength sees him rise to his feet again, driven by adrenaline and the will to win. But Angelica throws her legs around his mid-section, making it near impossible for him to breathe. Seconds later, he drops down to one knee again. Angelica starts jerking him to the side until he falls over and she locks in both her arms and legs even tighter now that they’re both on the ground, effectively transitioning into a rear naked choke.


Tempest
“She’s toppled the giant! Blake Archer is in deep, deep trouble!”


Mark Sanction
“But he’s holding on!”


Blake Archer tries freeing himself, but Angie’s grip is like quicksand. The more you struggle, the deeper you get sucked in. He starts fading, his eyelids slowly closing…

Tempest
“Gonna give you a chance to win your money back, Sanction! I say he’s gonna make it still!”


Mark Sanction
“I’ll take that bet.”


But while Blake has his eyes closed, he suddenly seems to find his second wind as panic sets in. His blood-shot eyes stare into infinity as he realizes he will have to do something drastic… or take a nap! With one last burst of strength he rolls over to his belly and tries to crawl to his knees with Angie still trying to squeeze the life out of him.

Mark Sanction
“…can I reverse my bet?”


Tempest
“No chance in hell! Blake Archer is a BEAST! He’s STILL GOING!!!! A normal human being would’ve passed out ages ago! But despite all of that he’s still finding a way to fight back! This guy is unreal!”


But Angelica, gritting her teeth, is determined not to let this position go to waste. She doubles down and with the arm she had wrapped over Blake’s throat, he transitions her hand to his mouth, digging her fingers past his teeth and to the back of his throat, going for her Mandible Claw. The whole arena screams in unison with Mark Sanction.

Mark Sanction
“EWWWWWWW!”


Tempest
“Oh My! She found a way in! Now I’m not even sure if Blake can recover from this!”


Angelica releases her legs and hops off of Blake’s back, transitioning to the front. Pushing forward with her arm, she pushes Blake Archer back to the ground and digs her hand in, cutting off any and all oxygen. This time, he can’t resist. He throws his arm up in a weakened effort for a punch, but as,he connects it’s like he tries to hit a fly on Angie’s shoulder. His body goes limp fast, the strain and lack of air in his body finally too much to overcome. The referee slides in and lifts up Blake’s arm before releasing it. As it falls back down to the mat without any sign of life, the referee starts waving his arms at the ringside workers, signaling the end of the match!

Hana Ramierez
“Here is your winner… AND STILL! The XWA World Television Champion… Angelica! VAUUUUGHN!”


Mark Sanction
“Hahaaa! The EW did it! I win my money back, Tempest!”


Tempest
“Damn it! Well, I can’t say she didn’t deserve it. She was fighting an uphill battle from start to finish, but she used her strengths in such a way that she was able to overcome someone who had her beat in every physical aspect. She executed her game plan to perfection, and more importantly, she’s just proven that she deserves that World Television Championship, regardless of the shenanigans that took place when she won it!”


As ‘Vaughnemous Domination’ starts playing a second time, Angie rolls off of Blake’s body, panting, heaving, looking up at the lights, the realization of what she’d done not having kicked in just yet. When the referee approaches her with the title, she sits up straight and reaches out with both hands for the title which is given to her. She hugs it as if it was a newborn kitten: with care and deep love. She cradles it slightly before getting back to her feet and raising it into the air. She nods, her chest still going up and down after the exertion, feeling the effects of a tough fight, but one she knows she can be proud of winning.

Mark Sanction
“This was more than a warm-up for the Lord of the Ring Final, Tempest! This was a statement!”


Tempest
“Abs! Obvs! Totes! Whatever other abbreviation Angie likes to use, you can count on it! She overcame one of the best fighters on the roster and she goes into the biggest match of her career at Lord of the Ring, where she’ll fight in the main event at Madison Square Garden! And you know what? She’ll be packing tons of momentum if she keeps this up! Albion Gale and Jerod Barnez better take note!”


A smile creeps back on Angelica’s face. There are those pearly whites again. Relief sets in. She did it. She’s happy. Today was a good day.
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Re: XWA Massacre MAIN EVENT: Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn - WORLD TV TITLE!

Postby Archer » Fri Aug 10, 2018 3:20 am

The atmosphere becomes heavy with a tingling of excitement as the Main event inches closer.

Ding Ding Ding!


The arena settles down with the three chimes of the bell telling them what time it finally is. In the center of the ring stands Hana Ramierez.




Reach out and touch faith.
Your own, Personal Jesus.
Someone to hear your prayers.
Someone who cares.
Your own Personal Jesus.
Someone to hear your prayers.
Someone who's there.


[Archer steps out from behind the entrance. He holds his fist up above his head and than precedes to make his way towards the ring. He reaches his hands out to his sides touching finger tips with those stretching out to touch him.]


Feeling's unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you believer. ♫


[He stops and hits the steel rings steps than climbs them to the ring apron and stepping over the top rope into the ring. His charming smile is on his face while he poses for each side of the ring striking a reaction out of the fans.]

Mark Sanction
“Blake Archer has gotten some attention here in XWA after defeating Jessica Tendonin to become the first holder of The Golden Ticket. One person's attention he has is the insidious Levinator."


Emery Layton
“I fought Blake in his debut he is a solid master of submissions, but that is not the only weapon he has in his arsenal. He is surprisingly quick for his size."


Adam Fenric
“Is it really that Jaw-dropping? Anyone who has studied Archer would be able to see that once he uses that speed it can go down hill very fast for him."


Emery Layton
“I am sure he knows that as well Fenric."


An overhead spot now focuses on the entrance, as piano keys are frantically being jingled.



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⇜VAUGHNEMOUS⇝
No, I won't give in I won’t give in 'till I'm victorious And I will defend I will defend!


As Angie’s theme kicks in, the rotating platform spins her around as her layer of gold paint shimmer underneath the light. A golden fountain of sparkles shoots from the ground, signaling the Vaughnemous One’s arrival. As she steps off, the lights go back on and she starts making her way down the ramp. Whereas Archer only lightly touched finger tips, she goes all in: clapping hands, giving hugs and posing for a quick selfie. When she eventually reaches the ring she rolls in as Hana begins her introduction.

Mark Sanction
“Here she is the new Telvision champion defeating Jake Rodgers last week in what many see as an upset."


Emery Layton
“I am not one of those people Mark. OBVS! Angie has been rising to each occasion since the start of the Lord of the Rings tournament. I think now that she holds the TV championship that she will shine even brighter then before."


Adam Fenric
“It is too soon for that statement Emery, this title defense tonight should give us a good insight to what type of champion Angelica really is."



The fans roaring and insistent chanting dissipates with the rings of the bell. Hana Ramierez takes her place in the center of the squared circle.

Hana Ramierez “Ladies and gentlemen it is now time for the main event, and it is for the XWA TV Championship! {Crowd cheers loudly} Introducing first standing to my right, currently residing in San Antonio Texas by way of Vancouver, Canada. Weighing in a ‘totes rude tee bee aitch’ and standing at five foot ten… She is the reigning and defending XWA World Television Champion… Angelica! Vauuuughn!”


Angie hoists her silver title belt into the air as thousands of fans screech in delight. The crowd sounds like a crashing ocean wave as Angie embraces their applause holding her title up proudly. She steps back into her corner as Hana begins to talk again.

Hana Ramierez “and to my left, The challenger. Hailing from the Hall of Fame city of Canton, Ohio. He stands at six feet nine inches, the Holder of XWA’s Golden Ticket, The King of Canines… Blake Archer!”

Blake slowly raises his right arm as those that support him make themselves heard. Angie doesn’t back down standing as tall as she can against his towering stature. Blake reaches out to shake her hand, the two give a respective show of sportsmanship. The fans cheer as official Jack Tickles raises the TV Championship up showcasing it for each side of the arena.

Mark Sanction
“That is what this match is all about folks, the XWA Television championship. Angie is aiming to defend her newly one crown and Blake is looking to finally get his hands on some XWA prestige."


Emery Layton
“He doesn't even have to cash in his Golden Ticket to get this chance either, both have something to prove and that is what I think is going to make this match so special."


Adam Fenric
“Anyone could be fighting in this match and it would be special. The Television championship has been held by the likes of Smith Jones and myself to name a few so the legacy behind it is something that would lift anyone holding it. Angie has some big shoes to fill."



Ding Ding!


Angie enters a fighting stance while Blake backs his way around her keeping his face on her. Angie grabs for one of Blake’s legs, but is unable to take down his large frame with the momentum. Blake swings at her and Angie dives out of the way rolling swiftly back onto her feet. She ducks as Blake charges she delivers a kick to the back of his knee catching Blake for an instance off guard. She jumps up nearly hitting a dropkick this time, but her side steps and pushes her down to the mat. Blake quickly holds up his elbow and lets his body weight fall, Angie rolls out of the ring as her only choice to escape the elbow drop.

Mark Sanction
“Blake had all pathways blocked leaving Angie with no choice but to roll out of the ring."


Emery Layton
“Knowing her that isn't something she wanted to do, but she isn't wanting to lose here tonight. Fighting Blake she might have to step out of her comfort zone a little to retain her title."


Adam Fenric
“She needs to focus on what won her the Television championship to begin with, her strikes and submissions."



The Vaughnemous One pulls Blake’s head under the bottom ring rope while he is stunned, she clubs him across the chest and then a double ear slap!
Blake nearly shrieks rushing away from her and holding his hands over his ears. Angie slides back in the ring timing her next move as Blake pushes himself up to his knees. Picking her moment Angie runs towards him leaping up at the same time as wrapping her arms around his head delivering a bulldog. Angie has Blake down going for a cover right away.

One…


Easy kickout by Blake just as Jack Tickles’ hand touches the mat. Angie is shoved off his body but doesn’t hesitate to grasp him into a seated sleeper before he can get up from his sitting position.

Mark Sanction
“I think she might have popped one of Blake's ear drums!"


Emery Layton
“Old school move right there, tonight Angie is aiming to be the opposing Queen to Blake's King moniker. She wants to prove that she is not a flash in the pan."


Adam Fenric
“One good strike will not win the match, she needs to keep Blake wheeling."



Blake powers himself to his feet, but Angie keeps a tight grip keeping the reverse headlock on him. He reaches over his shoulders grabbing her as he leans forward and tosses her down on the ground. He stomps on her spine and slams himself onto her with an elbow drop. Blake latches his hands together in front of Angie’s face pulling back, it looks like he has a firm grip with his move the Sagittarius Bow, but Angie is aware enough to know she is close to the rope. She struggles against his force scooting her body out from under his weight to put her foot on the bottom rope. Jack Tickles pats Blake on the shoulder pointing out to him that Angie has the rope. Blake breaks the hold respectfully giving her time to reset herself before charging at her locking her hands on top of her shoulders. He presses her into the corner as she tries to push his arms away, but finding herself no match for his power. He pulls off of her delivering a sharp jack to the midsection causing Angie to hunch forward from the blow. Blake tosses her down with a sparemare and quickly hops on the top rope swinging himself around as she gets back to her feet.

Mark Sanction
“Almost a sleeper like reverse chinlock from Angie trying to cut off the air supply of the King of Canines."


Emery Layton
“If she keeps that up Blake will be All out of Love, haha, you know the band? I've heard Blake singing them backstage before I think."


Adam Fenric
“That would be the only way you'd know a band as dumb as them."


Emery Layton
“Oi!"


Mark Sanction
“Blake isn't able to capitalize as Angie is back up."


Angie is back to her feet and finding herself in the shadow of the King of Canines as he leaps through the air smashing into her with his right arm giving a clothesline, both their bodies crash down to the mat. Blake scoots himself over top of Angie with a lackadaisical pin.

One…

Two....

Angie gets the shoulder!


Fans roar loudly excited that Angie was able to get the shoulder up. Their applause echoes through the place like a thunderstorm as the competition continues.

Mark Sanction
“Blake perhaps should have hooked a leg for that attempt, what do the two of you think?"


Emery Layton
“I agree even though I think Angie still would have kicked out."


Adam Fenric
“He should have, but he didn't. That is a missed opportunity to me he wants Angie to extinguish as much energy as possible each time she kicks out."



Blake is slower getting to his feet then Angie giving her the opportunity to lock him into a side headlock, but he counters with a belly to back suplex. Smartly Angie rolls to her stomach and pushes herself up in the corner using the ropes to get up easier. She hears his big frame rushing at her and dives out of the way just in time as Blake spears himself through the middle rope and into the steel ring post! Some fans groan while others rejoice, Angie delivers a Bicycle Kick to the same shoulder he just hit and Blake winces in pain. He drops down to one knee and Angie delivers a Muay Thai Knee, and then another shaking up the King of Canines leaving him swaying. The crowd reaches a fever pitch as Angie signals to them what is about to come next.

Mark Sanction
“I think this is what everyone came here tonight to see!"


Emery Layton
“O-B-V-S!"


Adam Fenric
“Good lord! She doesn't have time for this showboating."



Angelica gets in her “OBVS!” Kick stance as the fans unite in a chant. Angie whips her leg forward, her foot connects with his chest, Blake is slow to react getting up little defense. The kick stuns him hard and he grasp ahold of his chest.

Crowd
“OBVS!”


Angie reloads kicking him again, she stalks him waiting for an opening again kicking him hard in the chest.

Crowd
“OBVS!”


Angie finding her rhythm now is feeding off the fans’ energy, she gives him another kick, this time Blake wraps his arms around her leg in what seems like an act of desperation. Angie elbows him sharply in the forehead leaving him down on his hands and knees. She grabs him with a side headlock again, but thinks quickly about what happened earlier transitioning into a hammer lock instead. Blake has little leverage if any on his knees while Angie wrenches his arm and wrist tightly behind his back. She swings her right leg around hitting into the back of his left knee, Blake hobbles around before she kicks him again. Blake manages to duck under her hold on his arm and smashes his shoulder into her’s. He hurts himself a little having hit her with the same shoulder that struck the ring post earlier. He grabs his shoulder hoping the pressure will alleviate the stinging. Angie rushes at him attempting a side kick with the momentum, but Blake picks her up and drops down with a side slam!

Mark Sanction
“That shoulder seems to be hurting Blake from hitting the steel ring post earlier."


Emery Layton
“Seems that way Mark, and right now he is just painting a giant target on it for Angie. Am I right Fenric?"


Adam Fenric
“That is right, he might not be able to help it but paying that much attention to it is just telling his opponent that is what to go for."



Blake pushes himself up deciding against a pin attempt with how close they are to the ropes. He grabs his shoulder against anticipating the right moment to move while Angie catches her breath. Blake knees her in the back knowing she has to be hurting from the side slam. He swings her around to face him and pushes her head under his arm before lifting her up vertically. Fans become anxious as it looks like Angie is heading for The Descent … Angie thinks fast though and cracks him in the top of the skull with a knee, and then another. Blake starts to wobble losing his center of gravity, and Angie drops back down to her feet. The big man still seems to have sea legs as Angie leaps up spinning her body around delivering a strong Roundhouse Kick with the high velocity, her foot clips the side of Blake’s head sending him down to the mat. Fans erupt seeing the newly christened Queen of Kittens getting him down.

Mark Sanction
“ANGIE HAS BLAKE DOWN!"


Emery Layton
“What a kick!"


Adam Fenric
“That is what has brought her to the game and made her a champion, hitting strikes like that is the Angelica Vaughn I like to see."



Having Blake down on the ground Angie can feel the rush of adrenaline, she claps her hands together getting the crowd to follow suit. Leaning over Blake she pulls his arm back under her left arm and locks her hands around his head and pulls back and starts applying pressure to his abdomen. His big frame seems hard to keep a grip around, but Angie manages to do so causing his breath to become more forced. Blake takes a few heavy gasp before being able to slide his legs underneath his weight messing up her leverage. Angie struggles to keep the abdominal stretch on the big guy, but he uses his arm under her to counter with a hip toss! Angie is stun, but still is up much quicker then Blake. She unloads on him with side kick followed by a back hand chop. Blake ducks off instinct as she went for another roundhouse kick. With Angie on the mat The King of Canines its on her back using his weight. Blake laces his hands in front of her face and pulls back applying a weak looking camel clutch.

Mark Sanction
“Hold for hold right now, I have to wonder how much that abdominal stretch did to Blake though as he seems unable to get a good grip for this camel clutch."


Emery Layton
“It would be wise for him to trap her arms behind his knees, but he could be desperately looking to end this quick perhaps?"


Adam Fenric
“That is the smart thing to do, a lot of his offense is going to count on his core and also his right shoulder which is clearly hurting him and Angie knows it."


Having her hands free Angie tries clawing away at Blake’s arms, but each breath she takes becomes more strained under his nearly three hundred pounds. The looks in her eyes shows the stress as the wheels spin about what to do to get out of this painful suffocating move. She pulls at Blake’s fingers one at a time leaving him with no choice, but to let go so he can jab her in the back of the head. “I’m Sorry!” He shouts before applying the move again this time with a tighter grip between his hands. Angie’s eyes are starting to water from the pressure stabbing her spine, she decides to just let her body go limp after hearing him shout at her. As Angie looks motionless people begin to worry, Tickles checks her lifting her arm up and letting it drop. Blake stand up off of her thinking he will cause brain damage from her not breathing. He stands there letting the color come back in her face and leans down to get in position to cover her. Angie’s eyes pop open as he touched her and she strikes him in the forehead before tucking his head under her arm into a small package pin, the fans are as shocked as Blake evident with their loud screams!

One…

Two....

Blake gets free!


Jack Tickles holds up two fingers for all the fans to see that it was just a close call.

Mark Sanction
“I think Archer let his good nature get to him that time, you can’t give Angie any room to breath, which allowed her to slip in that small package attempt.”


Emery Layton
“He wasn’t, he was taking the high road and going for a pin attempt Mark. The man that was into injuring people was the old Blake Archer, or at least he has said. Here in XWA he’s aimed to become a stiff competitor, not a monster.”


Adam Fenric
“Well I would have kept it on, you got to be aiming to win not worried about the health of your competition. You cannot tell me Emery that you’d have released that hold?”


Emery Layton
“Nah, probably not, but I am not as nice as people think I am either.”


Mark Sanction
“Nonetheless The King of Canines narrowly avoid a very crafty pin attempt from The Vaughnemous One.”



Both competitors are on the opposite sides of the ring now looking like a hard reset to the start of the match. The crowd gives them a loud applause as they close into the center. Angie lifts her hand up instigating she wants a test of strength against Blake. He can't help himself as he gives a slight chuckle and shrugs before agreeing to it. They lock their right hand together and then to the left, but IT WAS A TRAP! Knowing she wouldn't match his strength Angie lets go of his hand and ducks behind him delivering a chop block to the same knee she has been kicking so far this match. Blake twitches, but fights through the sting of pain this time swinging himself around in the opposite direction hitting Angie with a back elbow. She staggers back into the turnbuckle with Blake rushing at her with a hop in his step. She thinks quickly pulling her body out of the way and up and over the top rope to the outside of the ring. Blake stops himself from hitting the turnbuckle and puts his hands up as Angie leaps up kicking for his head. His hands absorb the impact instead of his face. Angie grabs his head and slams it into the turnbuckle, but Blake pushes his foot into the middle turnbuckle to block her. He slams his elbow back aggressively knocking her down and her body rolling back in the ring under the bottom rope.

Mark Sanction
“Quick exchange an a bit of espionage like behavior from Angelica Vaughn, but Blake was able to fight her offensive guise off.”


Emery Layton
“That's the things Angie is not used to doing, she is not the sneaky type at all. I am glad she gave it a shot, from experience I know it takes a lot to overpower his massive frame. He isn't all blubber under that Dad bod he has."


Adam Fenric
“If I was Angie I would have rolled the other way and not into the ring. I think that could cost her, a knucklehead move if you ask me."



Blake pulls Angie up and places her against the ropes placing her arms around them to keep her vertical. He rushes towards the other side of the ring turning to get the rebounding moment behind him as he charges forward at Angie. Her eyes widen as the reality hits her, she thinks fast and is able to free her arms before ducking out of the way. Blake is sent over the ropes but catches himself clinging onto the top one before he falls to the ground. He impressively pulls himself back up and over the ropes back into the ring. The crowd gives a gasp seeming shocked that he is even able to do that, Angie doesn’t let the shock and awe distract her for too long though as she rushed off the ropes lifting her foot up to give him a Big Boot right in the throat!

Mark Sanction
“There is that agility that still seems to surprise all of us! A nearly picture perfect clothesline from Blake Archer."


Emery Layton
“Little known fact I happened to find out that Blake's vertical leap is recorded at forty-eight inches."


Adam Fenric
“How do you know that? I mean seeing him hop on the top rope like that I guess I can believe it."


Emery Layton
“I have my sources Adam."



Blake rolls around tapping his toes on the match in a fit of pain while he holds onto his windpipe afraid she might follow up. Angie climbs over top of him into a fighter's mount striking him hard with an elbow and then a punch, she grabs his arm nearly hyper extending it while locking her legs around his neck grasping him tightly into a triangle hold. She uses his arm to pull him tighter into the choke while Blake is frantically trying to push himself away from her. Angie rolls her back making sure to keep her shoulders off the mat with Tickles right on top of them. Side stepping his feet first to the left, but Angie swivels her hips to counter his weight. Than Blake steps off to the right, but again Angie is able to reposition herself to counterbalance him still tugging on him tightly. The color is going out of Blake's face as he coughs from the pressure on his windpipe, he tries to swings his arms at her attempting some strikes, but that only adds to the pressure being put on his breathing. Before he starts to fade completely Blake leans as much of his weight as he can forward rolling Angie up more than she can angle her back finally pinning her shoulders to the mat, Tickles is in perfect position.

One…

Two....

Angie lets go and kicks him off her to be able to get the shoulder up!


There is a huge sigh of relief for at least half those in attendance to see Tickles signal it was just a two.

Mark Sanction
“The Vaughnemous One's fans can all stop holding their breath with that kickout."


Emery Layton
“If Blake wouldn't have went for that pin attempt he could have well passed out, which isn't how to win a match."


Adam Fenric
“It is true, if you are passed out you can't win. Smart thinking on behalf of Archer, but how long will he be able to keep countering Angie before she finally locks him into submission?"



Blake lies on his stomach breathing heavily as he seems to be feeling the effects of oxygen deprivation. He gets to his hands and knees while Angie stands on the opposite side of the ring thinking about what else she has, a light bulb seems to go off as her eyes travel onto Blake though. She braces herself “VAUGHNEMOUS!" she exclaims getting a roar out of the crowd before charging her opponent Blake rolls out of the way of the Soccer kick an indication he’s been anticipating it all match. Angie pauses turning to stay on top of him. She grabs Blake, but he runs his shoulder into her picking her up with the blast of momentum and driving her into the corner. Angie is only taken back for a second it seems before she smashes her hands down on him with a Double Axe Handle, he backs off of her slightly. Angie swings her hand going for a Palm Strike as Blake ducks her and places his hand around her throat. Angie has little time to react before he hoist her up in the air and slams her down on the mat with his signature chokeslam.

Mark Sanction
“Blake hits The Mark! He seemed to slide that one by Vaughn. Both competitors are down for the moment with Jack Tickles on top of the action.”


Emery Layton
“To me it seemed like she seen it coming, but just wasn’t able to do anything about it.”


Adam Fenric
“The two of them are losing gas fast the longer this continues. Angie will want to keep the pressure on him to get that key move to put this one away. From the looks of it those power moves have really started affecting her.”



Blake appears to have put everything he had left into hitting that move as he pushes himself up, but is unable to get to his feet. Jack Tickles starts a count with the fans worried that perhaps neither competitor can get up.

Tickles
“ONE …. TWO …”


Blake shakes his head hearing the Official's count, thinking that somehow it will solve the dizziness setting in on him. Angie stares glossy eyed up at the bright lights, she moves her arms, but doesn’t seem fully able to move beyond that.

Tickles
“THREE …. FOUR …”


With Tickles getting closer to the halfway point the arena fans take it upon themselves to hype up the athletes, cheering on Angie on from the sidelines.

Crowd
“Let’s Go Angie!”


Tickles
“FIVE …. SIX …”


A smaller section of the crowd counters them with a chant of their own hoping for the King of Canines to regain his composure.

Crowd
“Let’s Go Blake”


Inciting an even louder reaction from The Vaughnemous One’s supporters this time.

Crowd
“LET’S GO ANGIE!”


The minority refusing to be out done screams with all their might.

Crowd
“LET’S GO BLAKE!”


The official mutes the fans keeping his eyes focused on Blake who is the only one capable of attempting to get to his feet right now.

Tickles
“SEVEN …. EIGHT…”


Hearing the count Blake uses a rush of adrenaline to push himself to his feet and then catch himself with the top rope breaking up Jack Tickles’ count, the people rooting for him burst into excitement.

Mark Sanction
“Blake Archer is up, the match isn’t over yet!”


Emery Layton
“He still needs to pin Angie just making it to his feet isn’t going to be enough.”


Adam Fenric
“He might have let Angie have too much time.”


Blake seeing Angie is still on the ground stagers over to her dropping to his knees before hooking her leg. Her fans can be heard in a collective gasp of “NO” escaping their breath as Tickles counts.

One…

Two....

Angie kicks out!


Her fans scream seeing still a little bit of hope, Blake sits there a look of disbelief taken over his face. Even though he can’t believe it Blake gets himself back up to his feet resting against the opposite corner. He rubs his shoulder taking a moment to stretch out the soreness that has been growing in it all match.

Mark Sanction
“I am not sure Archer is going to be able to hit his Silver Shot like he wants to with how badly it look like that shoulder is hurting him.”


Emery Layton
“He’ll fight through it just watch, he is a masochistic S.O.B.”


Adam Fenric
“He will need to think of something if he wants to end this, Angie won’t be hurting this bad for long. Her holds and strikes have done a number on him just like she wanted.”


Angie is face down as she begins to stir either unable to hear or just unaware of where Blake is. He takes a few steps to the left and then the right almost like he is looking for a sweet spot in schoolyard kickball. He swoops down begging her to get up motioning his hands up and down from his squatting position. Angie stumbles as she gets on one foot and then the other grabbing the middle rope for leverage. She takes a step forward and then turns triggering Blake to rush her like a bolt of lightning tackling her hard down to the mat hitting his Silver Shot! Blake grabs his shoulder still hurting from all the work Angie did to him, but manages to lay himself across her for a pin.

One…

Two....

Three!


DING DING DING!


Blakes fans begin to rumble the building with their cheers.

Mark Sanction
“I can’t believe it, Blake Archer did it. Finally closing the deal with that Silver Shot to Angelica Vaughn!”


Emery Layton
“A very close match that could have went either way, it looked to me like Angie could have won this several times.”


Adam Fenric
“Close doesn’t win matches now does it? This match was Angelica’s to lose and that is just what she did.”


Emery Layton
“Well you are a bright ball of sunshine aren’t you?”


Adam Fenric
“That is not what I am paid for.”


Blake holds his hands over his face with all the commotion drowning out everything else around him. Jack Tickles presents him with the Television championship pulling his hands away from his face to raise one in the air. Blake is lost staring at his first XWA championship before finally fumbling up to his feet and raising the strap high in the air to celebrate. He turns looking for Angie and helps her up to her feet apparently thanking her for such a worthy match, she nods her head tho looking a bit disappointed before shaking his hand to congratulate him leaving the crowd flying high on cloud nine.
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Re: XWA Massacre MAIN EVENT: Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn - WORLD TV TITLE!

Postby RevolutionJones » Fri Aug 10, 2018 9:11 pm

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Re: [VOTE] XWA Massacre MAIN EVENT: Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn - WORLD TV TITLE!

Postby Dan » Mon Aug 13, 2018 8:13 pm

Angelica Vaughn

What I liked:

First off, mad dap to you for playing to my ego for namedropping me twice, so there's that. :swink:

All jokes aside, I loved how you played up the size difference, and how Angelica is surprisingly strong from the waist down, like in the very first tie up where Blake is surprised by her resilience in the tie up, and when she realizes that she has to chop him down and kicks out his leg from under him. Plus, how beastly Blake looked in the match was spot on for someone that much bigger than Angelica. Do I wish he'd have done a few more actual wrestling moves than two spinning spinebusters? Yes. But it doesn't mean that it wasn't worked in well, and the way you had them worked in made sense for where they were for the most part. The reversal into the choke was pretty sweet, and then transitioning into EW was pretty clever and a good way to finish the match. I liked this match as a whole, psychologically, because it made good sense to have Angie swarm Blake with submissions and quick offense, only for him to land one big blow and turn the tides in his favor.

And might I say, you write Tempest almost spot on. Except the spot where Tempest said "Pun not intended." Tempest means every pun he says, I promise. :slaugh:

What I disliked:

There were a section I had to read twice to comprehend it correctly, where she did the leg sweep with the leg on the chest and other taking out the legs. I was thinking as I read it, "uhh, what? Wait, so she put her leg on his chest, then, uhh... Oh, I gotcha" Might be me being kinda derpy, but I missed what was going on there for a minute. Also, I wasn't a huge fan of the set up to the first spinning spinebuster. Usually that early in the match, a move like that would get slipped or dodged, especially by someone like Angelica Vaughn. Trust me, I've been using it as my finish for over a decade. Also, I'm not sure I saw any selling for the leg from Archer after the kicks, aside from immediately afterwards. He still managed to get to the top rope to do his move with no complications.

Personal Favourite Part:

Angelica Vaughn wrote:
Tempest
“He’s gonna make it!”

Mark Sanction
“He’s not!”


Tempest
“Can’t believe you’re doubting Blake!”


Mark Sanction
“Can’t believe you’re doubting Angelica!”


Tempest
“Can’t believe you’re questioning my professional integrity.”


Mark Sanction
“Can’t believe you’d accuse me of accusing you!”


But while they bicker, Blake Archer manages to slide underneath the bottom rope and Angelica is forced to let go. Archer rolls to the outside and lands on th ground, panting, heaving, coughing as he desperately tries to get air back into his lungs, into his bloodstream and to his brain as he doesn’t seem to realize where he is right now.

Tempest
“You owe me ten bucks, Sanction!”


Mark Sanction
“We never settled on a bet!”


Tempest
“Can’t believe you’d cheat me like that.”


Mark Sanction
“Can’t believe you’re trying to take my money. In any case, Archer should be glad he’s still conscious! That was close!”


What can I say? I'm a mark for good commentary, and this is pretty freaking spot-on when it comes to Tempest and how goofy he can be.

Personal Least Favourite Part:

Angelica Vaughn wrote:Blake Archer unleashes another blow as Angelica clearly starts feeling the effects. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head, she grabs on to Blake’s shoulder to stop herself from falling. Not that she would’ve, because he’s still holding her head with a paw big enough to envelop her entire skull. Angelica hooks her arm underneath the one Blake uses to hold on to her head. With her other, she clamps down on Archer’s shirt, seemingly looking to regain some control. With a sudden burst of strength, she manages to leverage Blake’s upper body down by pressing down with her shoulder on his shoulder. Bent now at a ninety degree angle, Archer is caught completely off guard by Angelica’s sudden retaliation. She kicks her knee up and flays her leg across her opponent’s chest. She jumps and in mid-air, rotates her hips, swings her other leg around his backside and uses it to sweep his legs from behind. Archer goes down, right on his back as his shoulders are pressed against the mat! He’s suddenly in a pinning predicament and the ref slides in!


Still may be my fault, but this was described in the dislikes section.

Constructive Criticism for Next Time:

Not much comes to mind. Maybe change your music? I mean, at this point it's too late to prevent it from being a thing, and the running joke is too good to pass up, but still...your damn music.

Final Comments:

You did well with the actual action, pacing was pretty well done, and the commentary was on friggin point. I can see where the comparisons you make to my work and yours comes in, cos it looked similar to a match I might write.

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What I liked:

I do like how you made Archer the natural heel in this, despite being a babyface. It's fitting of a guy his size. Plus, the pinfall not even being close for Angie, but then Archer's are long two counts, that's perfect for this size difference, as it takes her much more effort to get him off of her than it is to get her off of him.

What I disliked:

My guy, not trying to be mean, but you really gotta pace the match out. In just 122 words of your first action paragraph, you have five spots attempted (missed leg sweep takedown, Blake swinging at Angie, kick to the back of the knee with Angie reversing Blake charging, missed dropkick, missed elbow drop), and you have one sentence for each of those things. Tell me how Angelica Vaughn reached for Blake's leg. Make me see the missed Dropkick, and the missed elbow. Or at least tell me it's at a frenetic pace, and then draw me into the moves. How close was that elbow drop? How did Blake dodge the dropkick, and how forcefully did he push her to the mat? Yes this will take up more of your word count and you may have to cut some moves you had planned, but I assure you, you will draw your readers in much more deeply by telling a story than just writing a match with this-than-this moves and transitions.

Also, the commentary team should have switched back to Sanction and Tempy since the LotR is no longer on Massacre shows.

Personal Favourite Part:

Blake Archer wrote:Blake appears to have put everything he had left into hitting that move as he pushes himself up, but is unable to get to his feet. Jack Tickles starts a count with the fans worried that perhaps neither competitor can get up.

Tickles
“ONE …. TWO …”


Blake shakes his head hearing the Official's count, thinking that somehow it will solve the dizziness setting in on him. Angie stares glossy eyed up at the bright lights, she moves her arms, but doesn’t seem fully able to move beyond that.

Tickles
“THREE …. FOUR …”


With Tickles getting closer to the halfway point the arena fans take it upon themselves to hype up the athletes, cheering on Angie on from the sidelines.

Crowd
“Let’s Go Angie!”


Tickles
“FIVE …. SIX …”


A smaller section of the crowd counters them with a chant of their own hoping for the King of Canines to regain his composure.

Crowd
“Let’s Go Blake”


Inciting an even louder reaction from The Vaughnemous One’s supporters this time.

Crowd
“LET’S GO ANGIE!”


The minority refusing to be out done screams with all their might.

Crowd
“LET’S GO BLAKE!”


The official mutes the fans keeping his eyes focused on Blake who is the only one capable of attempting to get to his feet right now.

Tickles
“SEVEN …. EIGHT…”


Hearing the count Blake uses a rush of adrenaline to push himself to his feet and then catch himself with the top rope breaking up Jack Tickles’ count, the people rooting for him burst into excitement.


While I wasn't sure how Blake got to the ground from delivering a chokeslam, nevertheless this part is a good build and was a pretty good slow spot for the match.

Personal Least Favourite Part:

Archer wrote:Having Blake down on the ground Angie can feel the rush of adrenaline, she claps her hands together getting the crowd to follow suit. Leaning over Blake she pulls his arm back under her left arm and locks her hands around his head and pulls back and starts applying pressure to his abdomen. His big frame seems hard to keep a grip around, but Angie manages to do so causing his breath to become more forced. Blake takes a few heavy gasp before being able to slide his legs underneath his weight messing up her leverage. Angie struggles to keep the abdominal stretch on the big guy, but he uses his arm under her to counter with a hip toss! Angie is stun, but still is up much quicker then Blake. She unloads on him with side kick followed by a back hand chop. Blake ducks off instinct as she went for another roundhouse kick. With Angie on the mat The King of Canines its on her back using his weight. Blake laces his hands in front of her face and pulls back applying a weak looking camel clutch.


This particular paragraph. She claps to get the fans behind her, then...locks in a transitional submission? Only seconds later to get flipped out of it? That makes Angelica Vaughn look like a pretty awful wrestler and even worse, it makes her look dumb as a character. But then, the roundhouse kick misses and she ends up on the ground? This entire paragraph made little to no sense to me and seemingly served to bury Angelica Vaughn as a wrestler.

And yes, I realize every hold put on is to try and finish the match, but let's be real: an Abdominal Stretch hasn't finished anyone in like 30 years. Which is why it confused me that she would hype the fans up and then latch on with that move. It seemed like a build to a false finish, and it would've been a perfect spot for her to miss with the VAUGHNEMOUS kick to the head and Blake comes back with something from there.

Constructive Criticism for Next Time:

Pace, pace, pace. I cannot stress enough that pacing will do you very well. The more you pace, the more psychology you can work into the match, and from there, you can really draw the reader into your world and tell your story that much better.

Final Comments:

I feel like you have a lot of potential, I just suggest thinking more about the how and the why of a lot of the moves rather than the moves themselves.

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The Person Getting My VOTE: Angelica Vaughn
Overall Match Comments: The stark contrast in characters here seems like it was a good idea and a natural fit as far as matches are concerned, but Angelica really did a great job here.
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Re: [VOTE] XWA Massacre MAIN EVENT: Blake Archer vs. Angelica Vaughn - WORLD TV TITLE!

Postby Archer » Tue Aug 14, 2018 8:03 am

You're not being mean at all. haha!
Much appreciated I always feel your feedback is super helpful Dan!

Also thanks to Angie for being so helpful while I was typing my version, I do really love her character's style. I hope to fight you again sometime! :wub:
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