[VOTE] XWA Massacre: Angelica Vaughn vs. Kryptops

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[VOTE] XWA Massacre: Angelica Vaughn vs. Kryptops

Postby Michael Swift » Sun Feb 25, 2018 9:31 am

It's that time again...
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LIVE! From the XWA BattleZone in Chicago, Illinois (1500 Capacity)
Broadcast exclusively on The Xperience!


One on One!

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Angelica Vaughn vs. Kryptops

Last Massacre we saw an impressive debut from young miss Vaughnemous! However, now that Columbus is behind her, she now comes face to face with the man claiming to be The New World Order that will forever change the XWA! The former XWA Hardcore Champion has been known to tussle on the violent side of of wrestling, but now has to confer to the rules of the ring in his bout with one of XWA newest superstars!
Bubbling ray of sunshine versus dark mastermind, who will come out on top? Find out live!


WORD COUNT:
3000


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Deadline for matches is 2nd March 2018 at 11:59 Eastern Standard Time.
Voting will start at this time and conclude on 7th March 2018 at 11:59 Eastern Standard Time.
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Re: XWA Massacre: Angelica Vaughn vs. Kryptops

Postby Kryptops » Fri Mar 02, 2018 11:27 pm

XWA Massacre comes back from commercial break to a buzzing crowd. Standing proudly in the ring is one of XWA's newest and most promising wrestlers, Angelica Vaughn. She stands back at the furthest set up ropes, peering up towards the entrance ramp eagerly awaiting the arrival of her opponent for the night and the Mastermind of the New World Order, Kryptops.

Hana Ramierez: "And her opponent, making his way to the ring- he is the former XWA Hardcore Champion, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada weighing in at one hundred and ninty-five pounds, the Mastermind of the New World Order.... KRYYYPTOOOOPS!"

Eventually the lights dim and red smoke begins to fill the entrance ramp as Eminem's "Rainman" begins to blarr from the PA system. The song plays deep into the second verse before the emergence of the Rainman from behind the black curtain. Kryptops stands tall at the top of the entrance ramp, his unpainted face stone-still as he peers into the sea of fans, none of whom are even a little happy to see him. He's seen sporting a black, leather jacket, which match his plain black boots and wrestling trunks. Slowly, he begins to saunter down towards the ring, ignoring the incoming jeers and boos being throw his way. Before climbing into the ring, the Rainman sheds his leather jacket and drops it carelessly to the floor. Kryptops slithers into the ring and crawls towards the center while his legs drag limply behind him; all the while maintaining unsettling eye-contact with his female counterpart. The lights then flicker back to their normal color and Kryptops brings his legs back underneath him into a squatting position before slowly building up a vertical base, still starring eerily at the young Angelica Vaughn. Slowly he backs himself into a corner and awaits the official start of the match.

Mark Sanction: "I'm excited for this one Tempest, I've been a fan of Angelica for a very long time now and I couldn't be happier to call her matches. She young, she's vicious and she's hungry and that's a dangers combination to go against."

Tempest: "She's all those things for sure and I'm a fan of hers as well, but I can't help but wonder is all this too soon? I'll admit she looked impressive thus far in XWA but you can't help but think it's she being thrown to the wolves too early. Kryptops is a serious competitor and he will pull no punch with Vaughn. I cannot wait to see how she deals with the pressure."

With both participants now in the ring and ready to go, the official calls for the bell and the sound of metal on metal resonates throughout the arena. Kryptops remains relaxed in the corner, his arms propped up on each side as casually as if he were laid back on a recliner watching Netflix. His head is fallen forwards, his gazed fixated across the ring at Angelica Vaughn, who's demeanor is quite the opposite of the Rainman. The ferocious female bounces in place, staying on the balls of her feet the entire time, as any accomplished striker would, especially when speed and movement are keys to victory. Growing tired of Kryptops' complacency, the female fighter from Vancouver darts across the ring, all while maintaining proper form and foot work. Upon closing in on the former Hardcore Champion, Vaughn pulls her rear elbow back and cocks it for a strike. Rather than stand there and eat a nice swinging elbow, Kryptops like a Cobra that's backed into a corner, springs forwards unexpectedly, sliding to the left and out of the strike's trajectory, Krazy K reaches out with his left hand and grabs the Canadian by her face. Having no regards for the neither the rules or Angelica's well-being, Kryptops allows his fingers to dig into the eyes of his opponent and with all his might the former champion throws the young female to the mat with a reverberating thud. Like a basketball off a court, the blonde's head bounces on the mat, her face contorting into a mask of discomfort.

The disrespectful maneuver garners a heavy wave of boos. Unaffected by the fans' reaction, Kryptops licks his lips and steps around his foe in almost a pleased demeanor. Angelica rolls in place, her hands reaching up and cupping the back of her head in an attempt to soothe away the throbbing pain. Standing proudly over top of the Vaughnemous One, Kryptops pulls both of his arms up into a a double bicep flex pose whilst letting out a roar, leaving a taste of disgust in every man, woman and child in the arena. The sound of jeers seemingly brings joy to the Mastermind of the New World Order. He lowers his arms, lets out a chuckle and drops to his knees beside his female counterpart. Mockingly, Kryptops takes his hand and rubs Ang's cheek with the stroke of his thumb as if to soothe and console the downed female. Continuing to add insult to injury, Kryptops leans over, places his lips on Vaughn and plants a kiss on her forehead, an action that earns the former champion even more jeers. Just as soon as he was to kiss his wounded opponent the maniac flips a switch and begins to bludgeon Vaughn's forehead with a barrage of closed-hand strikes, using his top two knuckles to dig into the reddening flesh of the Canadian. Having no tolerance for illegal strikes, the brazen official swoops down and hooks his arm around Kryptops', promptly putting an end to the lawless strikes.

Tempest: "Kryptops is really showing us just how much of a dirtbag he is. He's in there with a women and can't even play by the rules, how disgusting."

Mark Sanction: "Disgusting is an understatement. But I've got to be honest, I don't think we've seen a Kryptops match with out him bending the rules in some way- but you'd think he'd at least have the decency to walk a straight line when in there with somebody as innocent and sweet as Angelica. No heart, no heart at all, Temp."

"One more strike and you're disqualified, that's it!" Kryptops, eyes widened with anger springs up to his feet, his mouth foaming from the heat of the moment and barks back at the referee, "Touch me again and I'll make you my bitch too" The ref, showing no fear responds with another warning and tells Kryptops he's not afraid to DQ him. Kryptops mutters some choice words before turning back to the writhing women. He reaches downs, locks his fingers around Angelica's long, blonde locks and mercilessly jerks his adversary to a wobbly base. In full control, the Rainman brashly tosses the teenager face-first into the top turnbuckle and hastily releases his grip. Unable to stand on her own, Vaughn drops down to her knees, her head left resting on the middle turnbuckle. Kryptops, as we all expected, refused to let the brutality end there. The Ring Leader strides forwards and pressed his knee in the back of Ang's head, grabs the top two ropes and viciously presses Vaughn against the turnbuckles. Enraged at yet another blatantly illegal move, the ref marches over to the corner and rips Kryptops out of the corner. Kryptops stumbles back and is pushed even further away from the corner as the ref waves his fingers his face, warning him of a DQ. Kryptops' opts out of an argument this time around and swats the ref away, whilst taking off in a sprint. After covering enough distance, Kryptops leaves his feet and reclines back in mid-air. Gravity does his thing and pulls the soles of Kryptops' feet directly into the back of Angelica's unprotected head. The sound of the Rainman's boots crashing against skull leaves an echoing sound of terror resonating though out the arena.

Vaughn ricochets off the middle turnbuckle, her eyes rolls behind her head and she falls back against the mat, motionless. Kryptops smoothly rolls to his knees, his trademarked smirk etched sadistically across his face as he looks down at poor-little Angelica. Like a snake, after it has injected venom and stalked it's prey, slithers over to his adversary. The bully of a man covers Vaughn, reinforcing the pinfall by reaching over and pinning her hand down to the mat with his left hand. The ref, hoping to put an end to young Angelica's misery swoops down and begins pounding away at the canvas.

"ONE!"
"TWO!"


Like a slimy piece of human garbage, Kryptops willingly pulls Angelica's hand off the mat with a devilish smile and puts a halt to the three count.

Tempest: "I'm going to say it Mark: Kryptops is a worthless asshole. There is not an ounce of honor or valor in this mans being and it's quite sickening to be completely honest."

Mark Sanction: "I can't see anybody disagreeing with you Tempest. This man is lower than low, he's despicable and I would love nothing more than for that act to come back and haunt him, we know Angelica's tough so that might just come back to bite him in the ass! "

At this point, the referee is absolutely livid. He pushes himself up to his feet, marches the few feet towards the Rainman and pulls on his shoulder. With a menacing smile, more than pleased with himself, Kryptops returns to a vertical base and just walks the ref down while he scolds him. With the words of the official clearly going through one ear and straight out the other, Kryptops shrugs off the warnings and spins on his heels, sauntering back towards the writhing Angelica.

Recovering quicker than a lot would have expected, Vaughn has worked her way to a knee with help of the neighboring ring ropes. The rest of her vertical base is achieved thanks to a not-so helping hand of Kryptops and pulls the blonde to her feet with a grip on her hair. Kryptops presses his body against the much smaller frame of Angelica and compresses her into the corner, while letting his right hand drop down to secure a grip on her wrist. The former Hardcore Champion pulls his foe out of the corner, spins and begins to launch his adversary across the ring. While coming out of the corner at a speedy rate, Angelica deceitfully keeps a hold of Kryptops' hand and uses the momentum she had going forwards to spin herself around, facing the man who had been assaulting her since the start of the match. Kryptops, having been caught off guard from the reversal has no time to counter a boot that Vaughn lifts on the mat and swings directly into his jaw. A popping sound, loud enough to rival that of a gunshot reverberates throughout the arena as Kryptops shuffles backwards into the corner. The fans react quite joyously, erupting in a cheers at the sight of Angelica finally gaining some offense. Kryptops' eyes widen, his hand right hand comes up to his tenderized jaw and his shakes his heads, clearing it of the cobwebs. His expression quickly shifts to that of a raged man, the embarrassment setting in and he charges forth at Angelica, cocking his arm back and swinging it with the intent of taking the Canadian's head off. Angelica however, proves that she's regained her composure and ducks under the clothesline attempt, ending up behind the Leader of the New World Order. Kryptops, hell-bent on making sure Angelica pays for clocking him with a well-placed head kick spins back around to face Angelica. Anticipating Kryptops' reaction, Angelica, who has her back turned to Kryptops, jumps in the air and reclines backwards all the while sending the tip of her boot right into the head of her opponent.

Mark Sanction: "You got to give it to Vaughn, there is no quit in this girl. She could have easily given up and nobody would have blamed her, but she now shes showing everybody just what she'd made of."

Tempest: "Absolutely, she's one tough cookie, Mark. Win or lose here, she's sending a message to the locker room that she wont be taken advantage of because of her size and she can compete with the best of them."

Both athletes crumble to the floor as a result of the wonderfully placed Pele Kick. Not wanting to lose the new found momentum she's worked for, Angelica rushes to her feet. She focuses in on Kryptops who's already worked himself up his hands and knees and fires off yet another kick, this time aimed right at his gut, flipping Kryptops over on his back, a place we have yet to see the Mastermind in this contest. With the crowd cheering her on every step of the way, the Vaughnemous One rushes across the ring, jumping over Kryptops' body to advance to the opposing set of ropes. She throws her weight against the cords and they send her traveling back a much more rapid rate. Upon reaching her destination, that being Kryptops', the prevailing Canadian leaps into the air, tucking her knees into her chest as she does so. Gravity, yet again proving to be a valuable force for inflicting pain and punishment inside the squared circle, helps Vaughn connect with a crippling double stomp to the chest. Unable to maintain her footing, Vaughn topples to the canvas next to Kryptops and seizes this as an opportunity to cover her foe for a pin. More than eager to assist with the count, the referee waste no time dropping to the mat and swiftly begins pound away at the canvas.

"ONE!"
"TWO!!"
"KICKOUT!"


Kryptops explodes off the mat, pushing the petite, one-hundred and forty pound wrestlers more than a few feet away with the force of his kickout.

Tempest: "So close, I thought she had it there for a second."

Like a rabid animal, foaming out of the mouth, Kryptops hastily pushes himself up to a vertical base and marches towards an ascending Angelica. With both wrestlers now erect, chants of "Vaughn-Vaughn-Vaughn" break out in the stands, much to the vexation of Kryptops. The crowd, realizing they have began to get under Kryptops', thrive off the anger of him and grow even louder with the chants of his female counterpart. Unable to control himself, Kryptops turns away from his adversary and begins to shout out into the audience. "Imbeciles! Shut your mouths, this is-" before he is able to get out another word, Angelica has jumped up and latched herself onto Kryptops from behind, her right arm snaking around Kryptops' neck as her legs reinforce her grip around his waist. Kryptops' face behinds to turn bright red, filling with more and more blood as Vaughn's grip constricts tighter and tighter around his neck. The fans cheer not only for Vaughn, but they also mark out for themselves having successfully taken the Rainman's head out of the game long enough for Angelica to capitalize.

Her jaw clenches, her veins protrude from her neck and forehead and her muscles begins to fill with lactic acid as she squeezes with all her might; hell bent on putting the Rainman to sleep. Kryptops shakes around and throws his hands behind his back, he can feel himself shutting down and he's quickly running out of options, he knows he has a matter of seconds to shake his foe off before he wakes up looking at the bright lights of the BattleZone.

Mark Sanction: "This is it, Temp! She's gonna do it, she's got that locked in!"

Tempest: "It's in deep! I don't know if Kryptops is going to be able to get out of this, it might just before a matter of seconds before he's either forced to tap or goes to sleep! That is one hell of a squeeze."

In a last-ditch effort, Kryptops throws his hands over head and grabs a fist full of Angelica's long blonde locks. He whips himself forwards whilst simultaneously pulling his adversary's hair nearly out of her scalp. The pretty little Christian girl can do nothing to prepare herself for the fall, she's left flipping forwards- literally head over heels. Vaughn's body bounces off the canvas and Kryptops falls against the ropes, his hands around his throat as he gasps for air.

Mark Sanction: "Bastard!"

The Mastermind of the New World Order tempestuously marches over to Angelica who has begun building herself back up. Before she can make much progress, Kryptops interrupts her efforts in the most disrespectful and degrading way he could, stepping on her hair and pinning the young female's head to the canvas. A high pitches scream leaves the lips of the Vaughemous One after trying to lift her head up. "You can get up when I say so, bitch." Spit flies from Kryptops' mouth as she shouts down at Ang. The ref, giving no warning this time, starts his five count and Kryptops steps back at four- narrowly avoiding what would have been a well-deserves disqualification.

Like the bully he is, Kryptops gets nose-to-nose with the petite referee and begins to whisper insults and objections to him. The ref inches away little by little, but Kryptops continues to press the issue before turning back to see Vaughn has worked herself into a crawling position. Kryptops smiles sadistically, makes a gun sign with his thumb and pointer finger, aims and fires at her head before throwing himself back at ropes and traveling across the ring. When about three or four feet from his foe, Kryptops throws his boots forwards and falls backwards parallel to the canvas- driving the sole of both his boots viciously into Vaughn's temple. Not unlike a deer that's been shot, Vaughn flops over and lay motionless on the canvas and Kryptops makes the cover, looking out into the sea of jeer fans with an expression of delight and satisfaction.

"ONE!"
"TWO!!"
"KICKOUT!!"


Mark Sanction: "Kryptops can't believe his eyes. He thought he had her beat for sure."

Tempest: "Angelica is not going to be that easy to put away, not even for the former Hardcore Champion."

Kryptops' conceited expression is quickly replaces with one of pure shock and disbelief, he thought for sure that match was over then and there. Enraged, Kryptops pushes himself up and violently begins to jerk Angelica up by her hair. To the surprise of many, Angelica springs back to life and when up on her two feet she swats away Kryptops' paws and starts to unload with a heated fury of kicks. She starts low and as Kryptops begins to limp backwards, she varies her attacks and swings some well-placed boots to his midriff before ending the combo with a thunderous spinning back-heel kick to the sternum. The air is expelled straight from Kryptops' lungs in the form of a groan and he's left hunkered over in the middle of the squared-circle. The crowd exploded with exuberance at the sight of Angelica's second wind and as she spins and sprints towards the opposing set of ropes for some momentum. She throws her weight against the cords and takes off towards Kryptops at and accelerated speed. Upon closing in on her target Angelic lifts a knee right into the jaw of Kryptops, the force leaves the Rainman staggering, his arms flaring out to his sides as he tries to keep his footing. The brazen female trots forwards, picking up speed into a sprint. Instead of going straight towards the stunned Kryptops, she runs past him and bounces off the opposite set of ropes. On her return, the young athlete leaps into the air, throwing both hands out towards her right and catches the Rainman by the back of his head. She used the grip on Kryptops to drag him down to the canvas with her and manages to drive his already tenderized skull into the canvas with a surprising level of impact.

Vaughn is quick to her feet and backs herself into the corner, watching as her foe writhes in pain on the mat. Eagerly, she urges Kryptops to get up and the fans pop with excitement, they knew what she's planning and they're sure that is she hits Kryptops with the soccer kick should would earn herself an upset win over the former Hardcore Champion. Oblivious to what Vaughn is plotting, Kryptops rolls over and starts to push himself up. With Kryptops now crawling aimlessly on all fours, Vaughn darts out of the corner faster than we've seen her go the whole match up. Like a soccer player redeeming a penalty shot, Vaughn loads her strong back back to build momentum and then lets it rip. She throws her boot forwards, aimed directly at Kryptops' head.

To the dismay of Vaughn and the entire audience who have been pulling for her since her debut, Kryptops reacts at the very last second and catches Angelica's boot in his arms. Her triumphant expression is washed away and replaces with a much more fearful one as Kryptops climbs to his feet, still holding onto the Vaughnemous One's boot. Angelica bounces around precariously on one leg, knowing that if she is to fall Kryptops will surely capitalize and it could be her downfall. Rather than wait for her foe to make the first move, Angelica takes matters into her own hands and leaps off the canvas and swings her free boot towards Kryptops' head. The Mastermind of the New World Order sees this coming a mile away and elegantly ducks under the attempt, all while maintaining his grip on her right boot. Impressively, Vaughn is able to land on her left foot and keeps a vertical base, but to her terror she is no on one leg with her back turned to her aggressor. Kryptops throws Angelica's leg and released his grip, leaving the female spinning in place. After twisting around 180 degrees, Angelica is now face to face with Kryptops again, though she hasn't enough time to counter his next maneuver and she is floored by a short clothesline.

Tempest: "Angelica is doing a great job of keeping up with Kryptops but I think her lack of experience is playing a big factor. Kryptops just seems to be one step ahead of her the entire time. "

Mark Sanction: "I hate to say it, but I think I have to agree. Angelica is doing one hell of a job, but us finding a hard time staying in control. She's doing well at getting her own shots in she is just having a hard time of maintaining control."

On a mission to end it once and for all, Kryptops discharges himself to the outside of the ring and stands on apron. He holds the top ropes eagerly, measuring Vaughn up as she staggers back to her feet, slowly she begins to spin around completely unaware that Kryptops is waiting for her to do so from behind. Timing his assault perfectly, Kryptops uses the top ropes to spring himself up. His feet land perfectly on the top ropes and he uses that to launch himself forwards and back into the ring. Angelica spins around and the last minutes and walks herself into a well-placed Springboards Forearm. Both wrestlers collapse to the canvas, Angelica knocked out from a blow she never saw coming and Kryptops works himself to his feet and struts to the closest set of turnbuckles before climbing to the very top. Again Kryptops makes a gun-figure with his fingers and mocks a shot to the un-moving Vaughn's head. Kryptops stands tall on the top, doing a beautiful job at maintaining his balance before loading up into a squat position and using the momentum he's built up in his legs to spring himself high into the air. The entire audience watch on with knots in their throats as Kryptops executes an astonishingly elegant three-hundred and sixty degree back flip in the air. Before his descent is complete, the Rainman throws his legs forward and comes down with his right leg across Angelica's jaw and throat. All four corners of the four-sided battleground shake on impact and Angelica's feet twitch after taking the brunt of Kryptops' finishing move.

Mark Sanction: "That was one hell of a Rain Rain Go Away!! Kryptops landed that perfectly. Angelica has to be done after this one, but I can't say I'd be disappointed in her if she stayed down, she put up hell of a fight and it's almost impossible for her to win with Kryptops time and time again reverting to dirty tactics."

Tempest: "That's for sure a devastating move. I can't believe the air Kryptops was able to get with it, he damn near touched the ceiling before landing it. But I agree, Angelica put up hell of a fight but Kryptops plays by a loose set of rules and made it almost impossible for her to get any type of real advantage. She will live to fight another day either way, Mark. This one is over though."

With that, Kryptops rolls over and covers the young female talent, all the while looking out and drawing pleasure from the disappointed and disgusted faces in the audience. Reluctantly, the official drops down and starts his count.

"ONE!"

"TWO!!"




"THREE!"

*DING-DING-DING*


Hana Ramierez: "Your winner by way of PINFALL.... KRYYYPTOOOOPS!"

"Rainman" picks back up and Kryptops arrogantly pushes himself up and holds his arms out wide. His sly grin stretches from ear to ear as he looks down at the motionless Angelica Vaughn. The ref, with a look of pure disgust on his face goes to grab Kryptops' wrist to offically declare the Rainman the winner, but is threated with a back-hand by Kryptops and instead cowers away. The victor of Massacre's opening event drops to the canvas and struts to the back to a chorus of boos as he exits.


END.
Sorry for no proper entrance, I haven't seen one yet and don't want to make anything that would be out of her character. Hope you enjoy.
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Re: XWA Massacre: Angelica Vaughn vs. Kryptops

Postby AngelicaVaughn » Sat Mar 03, 2018 3:16 am

ANGELICA VAUGHN VS. KRYPTOPS
Angelica’s version


LIVE on the Experience, inside the Battlezone, it’s another episode of XWA Massacre. As the show opens up and the 1500 rabid Massacre fans cheer wildly for their beloved Superstars, Mark Sanction and Tempest talk up the show from behind their announce table.

Mark Sanction
“Welcome, ladies and gents, to the first part of the XWA Tag Team Classic! Tonight we start the road towards the grand final in which Jake Rogers and Amy Jo Smyth will defend their tag team championships against one of the many teams vying for the honor!”


Tempest
“But while we have literally LOADS of tag team action coming your way tonight, we’re going to kick things off with a tale of two very different personalities. To kick the show off, we will have The Vaughnemous One, Angelica Vaughn, going toe to toe with the Mastermind of the New World Order, Kryptops!


Mark Sanction
“You sid it, Tempest, a tale of two personalities! I think you’d be hard pressed to find a pair in XWA that is more different from one another than Angelica Vaughn and Kryptops. On one hand, we have a lovable, bubbly girl who seeks to continue her rise through the ranks, while Kryptops, former hardcore champion, is a dark and sinister presence, who takes great pleasure in hurting his opponent. Let’s see how this one plays out! Hana Ramierez, take it away!


The camera cuts to Hana, who stands inside the ring, microphone in hand and ready to do the job she’s paid to do.

Hana Ramierez
“The following match is scheduled for one-fall!”


The crowd echoes her, but they are almost immediately cut off. "Rain Man" by Eminem begins to blare from the PA system. Just on cue, the lights in the arena dim and are the darkness of the arena is blanketed in a red fade. As the song begins to play into the chorus, thought nearly being drowned out by the heavy jeers of fans, Kryptops squats down, and silently, the mysterious Mastermind of the New World Order looks out into the sea of fans, not impressed in the least with their reaction. Eventually, he returns to all fours and begins to march towards the ring. He gets on the apron and crawls under the bottom rope. He takes off in a sprint to the furthest corner and leaps onto the second set of ropes, throwing his arms proudly into the air. He bathes in boos for a good ten seconds while Hana completes his introduction.

Hana Ramierez
“Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 195 pounds, Krrrrrrrrrrrryptoooops!”


Kryptops gets down from the turnbuckle. His entrance now completed, the crowd turn their heads back towards the entrance ramp of the Battlezone, awaiting that oh so #Vaughnemous…

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


The music kicks in and a spotlight shines on Angelica Vaughn from above, who stands on a rotating platform. She outstretches her arms, her outfit made of pure gold, that shines and shimmers in the light. Her blonde locks are kept out of her face by a tiara that is braided into her hair to prevent it from falling out during competition and her pale skin seems enarly translucent, given her an almost ethereal appearance.

Mark Sanction
“Angelica is a curious beauty, but she could not look more different from the sinister and dark Kryptops. What a contrast! Sparkling. Shiny. Vaughnemous!


Tempest
“Shut up, Sanction, now comes the good part, I love this theme song!”


⇜VAUGHNEMOUS⇝
No, I won't give in
I won’t give in
'till I'm victorious
and I will defend
I will defend
And I'll do what I must
No, I won't give in
I won’t give in
Oh, so #Vaughnemous
Until the end
Until the end


The theme song hits another climax and Angelica steps off the rotating platform making her way towards the ring. To the disappointment of some fans, there isn’t a bright smile on her face, but her big blue eyes are focused solely on the man inside the ring. She tries to ignore him but even as she goes over to some fans to clap their hands she keeps taking peeks at Kryptops over her shoulder.

Mark Sanction
“Angelica Vaughn seems to be extremely focused on Kryptops. Think that’s a good thing, Temepst?”


Tempest
“In most cases, I’d answer with a resounding ‘Hell Yeah!’, but Angelica usually skips to the ring without a worry in the world, right? Not ow, however. I don’t think she’s focused, Sanction. ‘Distraught’ would be the word you’re looking for.


The golden, angelic appearance gets into the ring via the ring steps, gingerly moving through the ropes as she keeps her eyes trained on Kryptops, whose face-painted appearance seems to keep her occupied at all times. As Hana’s voice cuts through the air, Angelica seems to awaken from a daydream for a second and reacts accordingly, greeting the fans to the cadence of Hana’s introduction.

Hana Ramierez
“And his opponent, from ‘Amazeballz Lacklanland’ by way of ‘Awesomeballz Vancouver, Canda’. Standing at five foot ten, and weighing in at ‘just focus on the fact I’m totes five foot ten’… Angelica… Vauuuughn!


Mark Sanction
“Great job, Hana! She must like Angelica, she does custom introductions for her!

Angelcia throws her hands into the air as Hana leaves the ring. Her smile is short-lived however, as she notices the approaching Kryptops. She immediately takes on a defensive stance and the referee calls for the bell.

Mark Sanction
“And here…we…go! First match of the night, Angelica opening the show just like she did in Chile. Her opponent is a whole other kind of animal though. We saw in Chile that Luis Jacinto was hesitant and even unwilling to strike her… Somehow I think Kryptops won’t have any such qualms.”


A prophetic statement indeed. Kryptops immediately goes on the offensive in such an aggressive manner that Angelica shrieks and backs away into the ropes. She lean sideways and gets her upper body in between the middle and top rope, forcing the referee to intervene since Kryptops shows no signs of backing off.

Tempest
“Strange… tactic? I’m surprised, in her last match she went right at Luis Jacinto, no doubt or hesitation on her part.”


Mark Sanction
“But that was a different match. A different continent. A different opponent, especially. Like you said so well, she seems a bit… distraught by Kryptops’ appearance.


The referee forces Kryptops to stay back until Angelica gets out of the ropes she tangled herself up in. Wary of the sinister looking former hardcore champion, she slowly gets back into the ring, her eyes always trained on him. She inches closer to the center of the ring, but as soon as the ref gives to go-ahead and Kryptops charges, she runs away and slides out of the ring,shaking her head as she lands on her feet.

Mark Sanction
“Case in point!”


Kryptops seems enraged by this, what he perceives to be, cowardice. He slides out of the ring in pursuit, but Angelica simply runs away more, rounding the corner with Kryptops giving chase. Once she rounds another corner of the ring she slides back in and immediately runs the ropes. Kryptops slides in, but anticipates Angelica’s desperate attempt at a big boot. He ducks underneath her long salt-pillar-like leg and runs the rope himself, responding with a spear, planting his shoulder into her gut and taking her down! Angelica clenches her stomach in pain, rolling around on the mat as Kryptops laughs.

Mark Sanction
“Angelica’s attempt to gain the upper hand unsuccessful. Was it just me, Tempest, or was that attempt at a big boot sloppy and poorly coordinated?”


Tempest
“No, you’re right, it was half-hearted at ebst, and without any conviction behind it. Very unlike her usual kicks, that pack a whole lot of punch. This is certainly not what Michael Kelly and Ashley Williams taught her.”


Mark Sanction
“I agree. Something’s up, she’s having a tough time to look past Kryptops’ sinister theatrics.”


Tempest
“No doubt, but like my grandma always used to say, ‘When things are tough… quit your whining and get to work!’ Angelica has to believe in herself!”


Kryptops stands over Angelica’s body, clearly content with his handiwork as she already seems to be writhing in pain. Without hesitation or remorse, Kryptops grabs ahold of her ankle, before stepping over her leg, grabbing her other leg and locking both her long legs into a figure four leglock, pressing her elgs into each other, the bones grinding into the muscle and straining each other. Kryptops stares into Angelica’s eyes, past her irises and straight into her soul. At least that”s what it looks like, as a panicked Angelica tries to break free, but every time she looks at Kryptops, her courage to break free seems to fade. Most fans In the Battlezone seem to wonder what happened to the valiant rookie that seemed ready to take on the world when she signed on at XWA.

Mark Sanction
“Why is Kryptops getting to her this much??


Tempest
“Well, what some may not know… Angelica comes from a very religious family. Her father was a pastor, and from what little details she has given throughout her interviews in recent months, he as a bit of an eh… nutjob. No offense. Kryptops looks, sounds and acts exactly like anything her parents must have ever warned her against: let’s be hoenst, he looks like a demon come to life! He strikes terror into her heart, because his scare tactics are based upon Angelica’s greatest fears, instilled in her from birth. Those aren’t things that are easily overcome.


Kryptops keeps applying pressure on the hold, and the crowd tries to rally behind their blonde protagonist, clapping rhythmically and chanting the shortened form of her name, their heads bobbing up and down on the self-made beat.

‘ANG! ANG! ANG! ANG! ANG! ANG! ANG!’

It seems to work. The near deafening chant seems to fill the Vaughnemous One with the courage she had thought was lost. She smacks both her hands into the canvas, and the look of fear on her face dissolves, making place for one of determination as she bites her lower lip and uses all the leg strength she possesses to turn Kryptops around and reverse the pressure. She slams her hands into the mat again, and the added pressure gives her just about enough momentum to roll over to her stomach, turning Kryptops around as well.


Mark Sanction
“She did it! The fans’ rally seemed to finally have lit a fire inside of her, Tempest!”


Tempest
“That’s great! Let’s hope her courage won’t sink again. Kryptops, in any case, is in a world of hurt right now.”


With the figure four now reversed, it’s Kryptops who’s writhing in pain on the mat. He digs his nails into the canvas, trying to claw his way to the bottom rope. Angelica pushes her upper body off of the mat with her arms to apply extra pressure and slow Kryptops’ progress. Luckily for him he was still fresh, otherwise he might not have had the mental or physical fortitude to get within arm’s reach of the bottom rope. His fingers curl around it and the referee immediately orders her to break up the hold, which she does, not even waiting for the count of 4.

Tempest
“That’s sportsmanlike, but not smart. Utilize the count, Angelica! Every second counts.


Angelica gets up, shaking her legs to ge rid of some of the pain that the leglock had inflicted. Kryptops does the same and both competitors turn around to face each other.

Mark Sanction
“It’s like the match has started over, but this time the real Angelica Vaughn has stood up!”


Gathering all her courage, she charges at Kryptops. The two engage in a collar-elbow lock-up, and Angelica gets the upper hand, using her football experience on an O-Line. She drives Kryptops into the ropes and follows it up with a muay thai knee to his gut. And another. And another. A multitude follows, until eventually Kryptops slumps down and Angelica retreats to size him up for the #Vaughnemous. With Kryptops down on all fours and clutching his stomach he’s in prime position. Angelica runs up to take the shot, but her opponent rolls out of the ring just as she seeks to hit it!

Mark Sanction
Dodged a bullet there!


Angelica seems surprised by Kryptops’ quick thinking and the former hardcore champion shows exactly why he was a holder of that title belt. He grabs Angie by the ankles and pulls forcefully, levelling her before dragging her out of the ring. Angie is slid out onto the ground below, landing with a hard thud. Kryptops immediately grabs a fistful of her blonde locks and drags her voer to the ringside barricade where he proceeds to slam her face first into it in front of the nearby fans. The scream and boo at Kryptops, demanding him to stop, some younger fans even pelting him with popcorn. But as one younger fan throws a piece at him he opens his mouth, catches it and starts chewing away, all the while never pausing his obliteration of Angelica’s skull, that now like more like a hairy golden bouncy ball than an actual head. Keeping track of the referee’s count, Kryptops anticipates the count of nine to throw a dazed Angelica back into the ring and following her inside. Angelica tries to get back up to mount some offense, but Kryptops is too fast. He hits her with open palm strikes to the face, further damaging the already damaged tissue on her forehead that looks so read it could very well be lobster meat. Angelica’s pale skin is prone to reddening and the welts on her face soon start to show as Kryptops proceeds to mix in a few well-aimed slaps across her cheek as well for extra humiliation. When Angelica staggers, Kryptops turns around and leaps, finishing his combo off with a Pele Kick that downs the Vaughnemous One. He wastes no time going for the cover, hooking the leg!

ONE!


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TWO!!


…---…


KICKOUT!

Tempest
“Kryptops showing his vicious side here. We all knew he had it in him. I have to say though, I am amazed by the dexterity of his mouth when he caught that popcorn, that was impressive.”


Mark Sanction
“I hate to agree with you there, even though it physically hurts me to compliment that man.”


Kryptops doesn’t let the kickout discourage him. He grabs hold of Angelica’s head, and with his free elbow takes aim at her forehead. He smashes it in, hitting for the weakest spots, making sure to wait just long enough before hitting her with another. Like a quartermaster whipping a disobedient deck hands, he metes out the punishment with cruel and calculating precision, maximizing the impact and the pain each strike brings. Angelica shrieks each time his elbow connects with the skin on her forehead, until eventually it breaks, drawing first blood.

Mark Sanction
“Oh no, he busted her open! That vicious bastard didn’t stop until he tore open her skin! I’m… sorry, ladies and gentlemen for my unprofessional outburst. But this is simply uncalled for!”


Kryptops laughs as he laps up the blood starting to trickle from the wound with his hand and starts to smear it across her face.

Tempest
“Now he’s painting her a crimson mask! Is this… legal?”


Mark Sanction
“Apparently so, since the referee seems powerless to stop it, but he sure has crossed the boundaries of basic human decency and sportsmanship long ago! I know this is a combat sport, injuries happen, etcetera… but this? This is never okay? Not when he takes such PLEASURE from it!”


Angelica squeaks like a faulty toy, but the crowd once again start to rally her, chanting her name and clapping in their hands. Eventually, the thunderous boos make way for positive encouragement and as Kryptops seems distracted by his own crimson handiwork of sanguine, Angelica dishes out a few well-aimed elbows of her own, directed at his gut. She gives him another and another until he’s forced to let go of her. The crowd cheer wildly as Angie breaks free and she briefly wipes her hand over her forehead, looking at the blood.

Mark Sanction
“I hope she doesn’t faint!”


But Angelica doesn’t. She just lets out a well-placed ‘EW!’, before focusing her attention back to Kryptops who is still laughing maniacally as he looks at Angelica’s blood-red mask. But it’s soon cut short as Angie bursts forward, accelerating as much as she can to put as much power into her leg as she can. She hits Kryptops with a Sick Kick that sends him flying backwards, nearly knocking his head off. But Kryptops is tough and doesn’t stay down easily. He gts back to his feet much sooner than any normal human being ever could, but Angelica takes another run-up and hits him with a bicycle kick right to the face! Kryptops drops down on all fours and the Vaughnemous One immediately is there to hit him with a scissor kick that finally downs him completely!

Tempest
A trio of devastating kicks! Three of the best ones she has on offer! She goes for the cover!!!


ONE!


…---…


TWO!!


…---…


ROPE BREAK!!!




Kryptops stretches out his leg and manages to put his foot on the bottom rope, much to the disgust of the fans who jeer at the top of their lungs.[/color][/b]

Mark Sanction
“That’s just plain great ring awareness by Kryptops, it has to be said. Knew exactly where the bottom rope was despite having his lights nearly turned out. That’s the kind of thing that comes with big match experience, and the man has plenty.”


Tempest
“Now Angelica has to remember, don’t let this discourage you. Keep doing what you’re doing, keep at it and don’t let up!”


Mark Sanction
“I think she realizes that, and I think she has regained the courage and confidence that have led her to success in the past. Don’t forget, as a former ACM Champion she has already quite the accolade to her name… And who can forget her near one-legged victory over XWA Hardcore Champion AJ Morales in the CWC Breakout tournament? But this is XWA, and the rules are different here. It’s a whole other ballgame. But the basics say the same. Remember the basics. Now and always.”


Angelica seems to take their advice. Once more, the crowd rallies behind her and as the crowd start a new chant, it’s obvious what they’re calling for.

‘VAUGH-NE-MOUS! VAUGH-NE-MOUS! VAUGH-NE-MOUS!’

Angelica smirks, then nods, taking a few steps back to prepare for the soccer kick to the face that leaves no skull whole. As Kryptops tries to get back to his knees, Angelica dashes towards him, her foot connecting with his temple.

He was unconscious before he hit the floor.


Mark Sanction
“Wow! Kryptops, please retrieve your head up in the cheap seats! What a strike! I think he’s out cold!”


Tempest
“Ohhhh yes! GOAL!”


Angelica immediately covers Kryptops, leaving nothing to chance, not even now. She hooks both legs and locks the pin in deep…

ONE!


…---…


TWO!!


…---…


THREE!!!

DING DING DING!


Mark Sanction
“It’s over! It’s done! Not a man alive could’ve kicked out from that!”


Tempest
“Blloodied and bruised, but victorious and STILL… Oh So Vaughnemous! Angelica did it! Overcame her fear thanks to the crowd that gave her undying support and rallied her to victory throughout this match. She owes the fans of the Battlezone a great debt for believing in her but her victory here tonight goes a long way towards repaying that! What a gutsy effort against one of XWA’s most dangerous competitors, who took her to the limits of her mental and physical capabilities!”


A panting Angelica smiles, her teeth red with her own blood as a team of medical staff rushes to the ring with towels and sponges to clean her up. But first, Angelica climbs on the top turnbuckle to properly thank the fans who spurred her on to victory.

Hana Ramierez
“Here is your winnerrrrr…. Angelica! Vauuuuughn!”


Angelica, overjoyed despite being a bloody mess, now well and truly feels like the sky is the limit for her. But a revolted Kryptops keeps looking at her through hateful eyes. Maybe… just maybe… we haven’t seen the last between these two yet.
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Re: XWA Massacre: Angelica Vaughn vs. Kryptops

Postby DJS » Sat Mar 03, 2018 9:34 pm

This match is now open for VOTING!

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Re: [VOTE] XWA Massacre: Angelica Vaughn vs. Kryptops

Postby Dan » Tue Mar 06, 2018 9:09 pm

Kryptops
What I liked:
Kryptops is a real bastard. Kissing and caressing her while she was down, basically openly mocking her the ENTIRE fight, this is a heelish heel-y heel heel. He flips that switch and goes from bastard to ass-kicker immediately, and that was shown a few times here too. Not many true heelish heels like this in XWA right now so you really stand out.

What I disliked:
I felt like this was a dressed up squash match, to be honest. From the opening bell, Kryptops beat her pillar to post, with her getting in a little by way of offense. I understand that Kryptops is a scary heel and she's the bubbly face and that 3k words is pretty limiting, but honestly he's not that much bigger than she is, so I feel like she could've gotten a lot more in than she did.

Personal Favourite Part:
The disrespectful maneuver garners a heavy wave of boos. Unaffected by the fans' reaction, Kryptops licks his lips and steps around his foe in almost a pleased demeanor. Angelica rolls in place, her hands reaching up and cupping the back of her head in an attempt to soothe away the throbbing pain. Standing proudly over top of the Vaughnemous One, Kryptops pulls both of his arms up into a a double bicep flex pose whilst letting out a roar, leaving a taste of disgust in every man, woman and child in the arena. The sound of jeers seemingly brings joy to the Mastermind of the New World Order. He lowers his arms, lets out a chuckle and drops to his knees beside his female counterpart. Mockingly, Kryptops takes his hand and rubs Ang's cheek with the stroke of his thumb as if to soothe and console the downed female. Continuing to add insult to injury, Kryptops leans over, places his lips on Vaughn and plants a kiss on her forehead, an action that earns the former champion even more jeers. Just as soon as he was to kiss his wounded opponent the maniac flips a switch and begins to bludgeon Vaughn's forehead with a barrage of closed-hand strikes, using his top two knuckles to dig into the reddening flesh of the Canadian. Having no tolerance for illegal strikes, the brazen official swoops down and hooks his arm around Kryptops', promptly putting an end to the lawless strikes.



My GOD is Kryptops a bastard. I love it.


Personal Least Favourite Part:
Vaughn ricochets off the middle turnbuckle, her eyes rolls behind her head and she falls back against the mat, motionless. Kryptops smoothly rolls to his knees, his trademarked smirk etched sadistically across his face as he looks down at poor-little Angelica. Like a snake, after it has injected venom and stalked it's prey, slithers over to his adversary. The bully of a man covers Vaughn, reinforcing the pinfall by reaching over and pinning her hand down to the mat with his left hand. The ref, hoping to put an end to young Angelica's misery swoops down and begins pounding away at the canvas.

"ONE!"
"TWO!"


Like a slimy piece of human garbage, Kryptops willingly pulls Angelica's hand off the mat with a devilish smile and puts a halt to the three count.



I feel like this should've either been the end or never happened, cos this was where I started feeling like she was just a body for Kryptops to beat up. It just makes her look very weak in my opinion.


Constructive Criticism for Next Time:
I feel like this match was pretty good, just needed a little more evenness in the offense. Even if Kryptops was going to dominate, she really needs to put him in peril at least a few times. She really only got like 2 real spots and the one near fall she was launched off of him.


Final Comments:


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Angelica Vaughn
What I liked:
Angelica Vaughn bleeds in one of her first matches. Not many people would do that. The mind games she tries to play at the beginning were pretty funny, and that Kryptops wasn't fooled by it was awesome.

What I disliked:
Honestly, not much. The only thing that really bothered me was there were a bunch of misspelled words, but nothing spell-check can't fix.

Personal Favourite Part:
Kryptops doesn’t let the kickout discourage him. He grabs hold of Angelica’s head, and with his free elbow takes aim at her forehead. He smashes it in, hitting for the weakest spots, making sure to wait just long enough before hitting her with another. Like a quartermaster whipping a disobedient deck hands, he metes out the punishment with cruel and calculating precision, maximizing the impact and the pain each strike brings. Angelica shrieks each time his elbow connects with the skin on her forehead, until eventually it breaks, drawing first blood.

◄Mark Sanction►
“Oh no, he busted her open! That vicious bastard didn’t stop until he tore open her skin! I’m… sorry, ladies and gentlemen for my unprofessional outburst. But this is simply uncalled for!”

Kryptops laughs as he laps up the blood starting to trickle from the wound with his hand and starts to smear it across her face.

◄Tempest►
“Now he’s painting her a crimson mask! Is this… legal?”

◄Mark Sanction►
“Apparently so, since the referee seems powerless to stop it, but he sure has crossed the boundaries of basic human decency and sportsmanship long ago! I know this is a combat sport, injuries happen, etcetera… but this? This is never okay? Not when he takes such PLEASURE from it!”

Angelica squeaks like a faulty toy, but the crowd once again start to rally her, chanting her name and clapping in their hands. Eventually, the thunderous boos make way for positive encouragement and as Kryptops seems distracted by his own crimson handiwork of sanguine, Angelica dishes out a few well-aimed elbows of her own, directed at his gut.



That understanding of how much of a bastard Kryptops is paired with how innocent Angelica is, and then having him being even nastier by licking it up and smearing it on her. Well written, well executed.


Personal Least Favourite Part:
⇜VAUGHNEMOUS⇝
No, I won't give in
I won’t give in
'till I'm victorious
and I will defend
I will defend
And I'll do what I must
No, I won't give in
I won’t give in
Oh, so #Vaughnemous
Until the end
Until the end


I hate your entrance music. That's a "me" problem though.

Constructive Criticism for Next Time:
Keep it up, I think you could be a champion around here.

Final Comments:

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The Person Getting My VOTE: Angelica Vaughn
Overall Match Comments:
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Re: [VOTE] XWA Massacre: Angelica Vaughn vs. Kryptops

Postby Wulfspire » Wed Mar 07, 2018 2:56 am

Kryptops
What I liked: Good lord, Kryptops is a mean son of a gun. Well played to the heel front, very well played.

What I disliked: Not a fan of how roughshod he ran over Vaughn. Aside from a gender difference, I don’t see too much leading to why he would be able to do that. Dan had it right, she should have gotten more shots in.

Personal Favourite Part: The caress and mocking was amazing, a villain that is love-to-hate is fantastic, so thank you for that!

Personal Least Favourite Part: Breaking the count is kind of the epitome of the reasons why I disliked the match. He’s a Bad Guy™ but she really should not have just been stomped all over.

Constructive Criticism for Next Time:

Final Comments:

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Jessica Tendonin
What I liked: The altering between match combat description and the announcers reaction gave a great flow to the entire match. Very inspiring for me, personally.

What I disliked: Spelling could use some work? I don’t know, the match was pretty great.

Personal Favourite Part: The chant was great, I found myself joining in. Love to see the heroes be inspired by those that believe in them.

Personal Least Favourite Part: I’m with Dan, not a fan of the entrance music. :P

Constructive Criticism for Next Time:

Final Comments:

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The Person Getting My VOTE: Angelica Vaughn
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