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Mercer me...
Topic Started: Dec 23 2014, 12:40 PM (129 Views)
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This many interviewed...


When David Rose's "Stripper" issued from the PA, it was met with a bit more excitement then it had before. The crowd knew Endura now, had seen a side of her that required stripping off mental and emotional reservations to reveal rather than clothes. The ex stripper appeared through the curtain and stopped at the top of the stage, hands on hips as she stared down the ramp, and her nose, at the ring.

Wolf whistles, and cat calls abounded between spurts of pop before Endura started her provocative strut down towards the ring. She didn't high five anyone, in fact, she kept to herself as always, but the camera revealed that she was at least acknowledging the outstretched hands with a quick glance and appreciative smile.

Endura was warming to the idea at least.


Saget: Making her way to the ring from "In your dreams", standing at 5'8'' and weighing in at 135lbs....EEEEENNNNDUUURRRAAAA!!!

Smith: Good to see that she's still able to strut that good stuff!

Brunswick: This is going to sound a bit odd, Doug, but after her recent match with Mercer, I can't ogle her the same way that I used to...

Smith: Well it's hard to objectify what you've come to harbor respect for, Brunny, and last night Endura managed to show the PRW Universe that she is more than just fap material, but actual material!


Coming to the stairs, Endura doesn't even have to pout at Saget, who, is lifting the top rope and sitting down on the middle one for her, hand held out for her to take. Endura beamed and took the hand into the ring, giving Saget a kiss on the cheek before going to the far right corner and dropping it low to the crowds elation. Back arch something of perfected nuance, Endura glanced over her shoulder, smiled and winked at a far camera she knew had to be focusing in on her.


Brunswick: Still, how did you put it? Faptastic!

Smith: At a boy, Brunny! Respect and appreciate Dat Ass!


Endura still wore a smattering of welts from last night's match and her right hand was wrapped in white hand tape. Otherwise, her appearance was the typical. skimpy, tight pink bottoms, tight pink top, plenty of toned, exposed midriff, white elbow and knee pads and calf high, white lace-ups. She walked to the center of the ring and motioned for Saget's microphone. The man gave it up quickly and vacated the ring.

Strutting back and forth, Endura smirked to herself before tossing her head and bringing her hand up to her face. What followed was also something the crowd was growing familiar with.

The heartless, cruel sounding titter.

Tonight, it sounded louder given the proximity of the microphone, but also...needful? Endura turned her face to the microphone and talked over the top for even sound as she indicated the ring with an extending of her hand.


Endura: In the two weeks I've been here, PRW, I've had the pleasure of winning a title, beating my first opponent on Midnight Run and being in the opening match of this year's last PPV. Sharing the ring with legends, people I shouldn't have been in the ring with given their accomplishments and pedigree.

The crowd mustered a light pop for her. But she moved passed it, not fully acknowledging it.

Endura: But I hadn't really felt recognized until last night. Until I had to badger the backroom for attention. You see, Anaheim...

Whether the cheap pop was intentional or not is beside the point. California liked the fact that Endura mentioned them directly and rewarded her for it with a decent sized pop. Endura paused for it, letting the reaction break like a wave, then pressed on.

Endura: You see, as impressive as it was that I accomplished so much in so little time, the fact is what I accomplished was an easy feat. Predictable, in fact. Everyone and anyone can capture the Cyanide, and everyone and anyone can take it away from you.

Predictably.

Anyone can be in the ring with legends and veterans for an over the top rope elimination match, but everyone knows you will be the first one out!

But last night...


Pausing, Endura pointed up at the ceiling but stared up at the tron stage.

Endura: Last night I called out a man who beat me clean!

(Pointing down at the mat now, but still staring up at the tron stage) Right here in this ring, I lost my run, be it short, and predictable as it was. I lost my accomplishments despite my greatest efforts, but obtained...(looks away from the stage and out over the crowd).


Endura went from indicating the ring to indicating the crowd. She fanned out her hand and did a full rotation in place.


Endura:...All of you...

Delayed reaction at first, but the crowd gave Endura a loud reply of applause. And Endura waited them out, taking in the praise. When they finished, she looked down at the mat beneath her feet, while her hand went to her head, and hovered where the stitches were located.


Endura: Mercer. You beat me. I threw everything I had at you. You beat me. I out maneuvered you. You beat me. I hit you with both of my finishes. You beat me. I bled, shed my own blood for a chance at victory...and still you BEAT ME!

Endura's hovering hand shook as she raised her eyes up from the ramp and into the Gorilla position.

Endura: You took in one match all that I had accrued, and left me something far more valuable. A gift. And that gift is need. Mercer, I need to face YOU again, my fellow rookie. You are my enemy mine, and yes, you may have woken, but you've lit a fire in me in the process!

The crowd is starting to get amped a little as Endura gets buried in her excitement and emotions. She pointed her trembling hand up the ramp.

Endura: I can't leave where I'm at until I get one last shot at you. I need to know if all 135lbs of I is capable of dropping all 257lbs of you! I need to see if 5'8'' of myself can measure up to 6'4'' of yourself. I need to BEAT you, Mercer, and I want that opportunity sooner than later!

Dropping the microphone, the crowd can be heard to cheer decently before the PA kicked in with Endura's theme. The rookie rolled beneath the bottom rope and across the apron to the outside and walked up the ramp with her signature, full hipped, swaying strut.

Smith: She wants to step between the ropes with that colossus of a man, again?!

Brunswick: She may have caught the Haruna bug, Doug. Odds against her, she wants to prove herself to PRW.

Smith: There's safer ways of doing that. She could go back to Midnight Run and maul it out with Jeannie Rose and Tia Delgado!

Brunswick: True, but with Mercer, as she put it, there is need, and a challenge that seems beyond her capabilities...that's the drive, Doug, be it unreasonable!


Disappearing behind the curtain, Endura left 24/7 to march onward with its programming.

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