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Bella Quinn vs Alex LeBlanc Winner is able to cash in for the title they are eligible for - PRW Rules REF: TBA
Contenderships on the line: Unidsputed Title (LeBlanc win) X Division Title (Quinn Win)
Deadlines: Entrance Deadline: Tuesday, July 28th, 2015 at 11:59 PM Match Deadline: Sunday, August 9th, 2015 at 11:59 PM Promo Deadline and Match Rulings (if applicable): Monday, August 10th, 2015 at 11:59 PM [All Times EST!]
Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results: 1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13 2nd - Raz 4 3rd - Ace/NM 3
Best shout of the sig award (season 7): Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it* Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it? Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell
8th Sig! 17th February 2015 -????
17th February 2015 Nox: Patrick Slaughter is what I strive to be... Raz is what I wind up being.
18th February 2015 Pat: I just got Wrath'd in a different form. Great
19th February 2015 Pat: Ace, Travis, and LJ had one (Lil B prw song). It's just an instrumental since they no-showed the recording session Wrath: LOL Pat: I made Wrath Laugh, I am happy for the rest of the night! Ace: ......I hate you Pat. I really really do.
20th February 2015 Pat: ...Well I guess you could say Ace was...*puts on sunglasses* Hopping Mad... YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!
22nd february 2015 Wrath: a Brit who doesn't like tea? -harumph-
Wrath: needed more super kicks
24th february 2015 Wrath: Shout Wolfpac holding everybody down Pat: They're just not ready, brother. Just not ready
Wrath: in that case shouldn't I be #1 via tiebreaker? :whistling: Nox: put your career on the line over it
Nox: doesn't matter who wins, Ata will spend the next year telling us we were wrong
Ace: Razer, you realise I can just put myself in your sig. Right?
Aries: ..the fuck I walk in on
25th February 2015 Wrath: I hope when Pat offers to help anybody stretch out on leg day they all run out of the room
27th February 2015 Wrath: lol gd it Raz... GD IT PAT! lol
1st March 2015 NOX: Patrick Slaughter hates our founding fathers. As he openly tries to quell my constitutional right to have an opinion and force it on others. Pat: Oh don't go Siege on me NOX: It's cool there, Polpot. You've shown your true colors.
3rd march 2015 wrath: "Eat, Sleep, No Show, Repeat" NOX: I got that Ace T-Shirt Too!
Raz: Is that kana getting a boot in the face? Nox: Yep Raz: They got an 'after shot' to see if it made her prettier? Wrath: 'bout to shoot beat the fuck out of Razer and ask if he looks prettier
6th March 2015 Kev: Sybian Wrath is a gimmick that needs to happen.
10th March 2015 Kev: The mixtape is fantastic though. You're missing out. Nox: I'M NOT GOING WITH YOU TO NGW AND I'M NOT BUYIN YOUR MIXTAPE
12th March 2015 Ace: ....I just posted in a match. I'm good til SuperBattle. Probably. Nox: I dunno, Bloodborne comes out in two weeks Ace: You lose me at Arkham Knight. Thats June.
15th March 2015 Pat: Just a heads up, Wrath... What I wrote.... it could go either way Raz: A bit like most of the girls on WH Joey: GOD DAMN IT RAZ! Wrath: :annoyed:, Shout doesn't have a proper eye roll face Pat: I promise you, I didn't know my comment was going to be used as an assist
24th March 2015 wrath: Hate you Raz
29th March 2015 Wrath: nah, gonna try to bang out the last segment for it now NOX: Wear protection
7th April 2015 Aries: then again he could have been pissing her off all afternoon and she had enough, kids are essentially cute demons. Its why I zip tie my balls before coitus, its like wearing a second condom
9th May 2015 Wrath: just saw a commercial on tv for some community church thing, started with people saying "this is my home" and then I yelled back at the TV "this is my house!"... totally said it with the accent too
10th June 2015 Razer: I'm the Usual Amy: So your either drunk tired or a bit of both
Sometime in July, I'm a lazy bastard Ace: I was literally scrolling through the page, saw Power Bun and was like 'What user would name themselves Power B.....RAZER YOU BASTARD!!!'
Aries: Im gonna throw a guava at the back of her head and tell her it was a drive-by fruiting
August wrath: I'm in a smoking room at the Days Inn, and this place is a dump... like if I was the Double D champion and this was the room WCW gave me I'd be shooting on folks too
October Alex: Like, I rather see Nebraska Jones do erotic fan-fiction with the Sparta girls, particularly Krystal Caslte, than a Levine match... They both jerk me off, but only one of them is satisfying.
-The arena here in Scotland is at a fever pitch waiting for the arrival of the hometown girl, ready to explode at the sight of the cutie with the potty-mouth and the devil-may-care attitude. Unfortunately for them, they're going to have to wait as the arena lights dim down to a royal blue color and we got the sound of a lone wolf howling over the PA. The crowd boos massively, showing their allegiance, but within seconds a spotlight shines down on the entranceway and the soulful, almost hurt crooning of Aaron Lewis breaks over the Sound System.-
Lewis: Now I grew up on an old dirt road in a town you wouldn't know.. My pops picked up the place for fifteen hundred bucks... Back in 1964.
My grandfather was a drinker, Back in the day he put 'em down. But a war is known to change a man And the whiskey is known to change a man...
But that's not me. I rarely drink from the bottle But I'll smoke a little weed.
I still live in the sticks where you wouldn't go In a town of 1200 off an old, dirt road And a Country Boy... Is all I'll ever be.
-The original Outlaw, PRW's Canadian Wolf and its Prodigal Son breaks through the curtain in a pair of black trunks with white trim. His beard trimmed down but evident, a scowl is etched on his face. His hands closed in a fist up by his shoulders, LeBlanc is gripping a flag of the old Calfiornia Republic, the Golden Bear draped across his back and sticking to his frame like a coat of armor.-
Announcer: On his way to the ring, fighting out of Lake Tahoe, California by way of Montreal, Quebec... the former PRW Undisputed Champion and Hall of Famer, Alex LeBlanc!
-Continuing his walk, LeBlanc ties the flag around his neck and wears it like a cape, not slapping a single hand on his ring walk. This is business and he's in enemy territory anyway. The derisive chants not bothering him, Alex simply pays it no mind and walks up the ring steps. Taking a moment on the front step, Alex says a small prayer, then taps the names of his kids on the wrist tape he's sporting before stepping into the ring.-
Brunswick: Intensity personified, LeBlanc is wearing his second home on his back here tonight.
Smith: He's claimed California as his own before. With a home and a gym in the Golden State, I'd argue he's not even Canadian anymore and might as well drop the ham-fisted gimmick.
Brunswick: A valid point delivered in the way only you can deliver it when talking about LeBlanc, eh Smith?
Smith: I only speak truths.
-Regardless, LeBlanc now in the ring, he unties the flag and in a move that is sure to instigate and incite anger, he lays it down in the middle of the ring, almost claiming it for the Sunshine State. The crowd jeers him, but Alex simply lays back into his corner and crouches, waiting for the arrival of Bella Quinn.-
- 4x PRW Undisputed Champion - 2x World Tag Team Champion - 8x Cyanide Champion - PRW Intercontinental Champion - PRW Triple Crown Champion - PRW Grand Slam Champion - PRW Hall of Famer
The tension and anticipation are building, the rhythmic chanting of Bella's name over and over grows in volume and all the while, LeBlanc just stays there in the ring, unfazed, solely focused on the task at hand. He said people had underestimated him, had forgotten about his greatness and in light of recent events regarding the contract situation of Patrick Slaughter, maybe... Just maybe, despite having the upmost respect for Bella as a competitor, Alex may just feel slighted by being given her as an opponent even if it is her home town.
The noise continues to rise from the crowd, it's really whipping up into a frenzy here. Not quite as intense as Caged In, but the passion and desire is there. After what seems like a good two or three minutes... Well, you can figure it out.
The sounds of Germany's Gravedigger tear through the venue as the haunting yet overly familiar drone of bagpipes comes in, signalling "Scotland the Brave" and well, you guessed it - everyone is on their feet. We're talking full on patriotism here, the crowd is a sea of blue and white as is the lighting.
Brunswick: "Such a reception... And the scariest part of it all? LeBlanc hasn't even flinched!"
He's been in enemy territory before. He gets the pressure, the intensity, the passion and he thrives under it. Usually one to hunt, this time the wolf only needs to wait, his prey is coming to him.
The sound of "Be Quiet and Drive (Far Away)" by the Deftones kicks in and with a flash of light from the stage and a huge cheer from the crowd, Bella Quinn walks out. Fired up, her face painted with the cross of St. Andrew on it, the Scottish Flag draped across her shoulders and her traditional ring gear - the boots, faux tartan ripped leather skirt over hotpants, the MMA style top and her hair in a secure braid, the hometown hero is here and she looks ready for anything LeBlanc can throw at her.
Saget: "Making her way to the ring....From Glasgow, Scotland.... Standing at 5'4, weighing 125lbs...."
Saget doesn't even need to finish, the shout of "Bella Quinn" from the crowd says it all. Holding both arms in the air for a moment, soaking up the applause, Bella savours this moment as she knows that once she heads down that ramp, the time for enjoyment is gone. She wins, she becomes number one contender for the X-division title, she finally gets to prove to everyone that she should be taken seriously. Taking one last deep breath, Bella closes her eyes for a moment, soaking in the atmosphere one more time before exhaling. Opening her eyes once more, she steps forwards and begins her descent down the ramp.
Smith: "As irratating as she is... At least she's got more balls than some of the guys here, willingly taking LeBlanc on"
Stopping at the foot of the ramp, Bella raises the flag up in the air, drawing a cheer from the crowd before screwing it up into a ball. Throwing it into the ring, it lands smack bang in the middle of LeBlanc's flag which draws a smirk from the wolf.
Brunswick: "The time for games is over...."
Sliding into the ring and pushing up to her feet, Bella's fiery gaze meets Alex's cold gaze. Both simply nod. They might get along on the road, but right now, as of this moment, its all business
And thats the way they both like it.
Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results: 1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13 2nd - Raz 4 3rd - Ace/NM 3
Best shout of the sig award (season 7): Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it* Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it? Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell
8th Sig! 17th February 2015 -????
17th February 2015 Nox: Patrick Slaughter is what I strive to be... Raz is what I wind up being.
18th February 2015 Pat: I just got Wrath'd in a different form. Great
19th February 2015 Pat: Ace, Travis, and LJ had one (Lil B prw song). It's just an instrumental since they no-showed the recording session Wrath: LOL Pat: I made Wrath Laugh, I am happy for the rest of the night! Ace: ......I hate you Pat. I really really do.
20th February 2015 Pat: ...Well I guess you could say Ace was...*puts on sunglasses* Hopping Mad... YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!
22nd february 2015 Wrath: a Brit who doesn't like tea? -harumph-
Wrath: needed more super kicks
24th february 2015 Wrath: Shout Wolfpac holding everybody down Pat: They're just not ready, brother. Just not ready
Wrath: in that case shouldn't I be #1 via tiebreaker? :whistling: Nox: put your career on the line over it
Nox: doesn't matter who wins, Ata will spend the next year telling us we were wrong
Ace: Razer, you realise I can just put myself in your sig. Right?
Aries: ..the fuck I walk in on
25th February 2015 Wrath: I hope when Pat offers to help anybody stretch out on leg day they all run out of the room
27th February 2015 Wrath: lol gd it Raz... GD IT PAT! lol
1st March 2015 NOX: Patrick Slaughter hates our founding fathers. As he openly tries to quell my constitutional right to have an opinion and force it on others. Pat: Oh don't go Siege on me NOX: It's cool there, Polpot. You've shown your true colors.
3rd march 2015 wrath: "Eat, Sleep, No Show, Repeat" NOX: I got that Ace T-Shirt Too!
Raz: Is that kana getting a boot in the face? Nox: Yep Raz: They got an 'after shot' to see if it made her prettier? Wrath: 'bout to shoot beat the fuck out of Razer and ask if he looks prettier
6th March 2015 Kev: Sybian Wrath is a gimmick that needs to happen.
10th March 2015 Kev: The mixtape is fantastic though. You're missing out. Nox: I'M NOT GOING WITH YOU TO NGW AND I'M NOT BUYIN YOUR MIXTAPE
12th March 2015 Ace: ....I just posted in a match. I'm good til SuperBattle. Probably. Nox: I dunno, Bloodborne comes out in two weeks Ace: You lose me at Arkham Knight. Thats June.
15th March 2015 Pat: Just a heads up, Wrath... What I wrote.... it could go either way Raz: A bit like most of the girls on WH Joey: GOD DAMN IT RAZ! Wrath: :annoyed:, Shout doesn't have a proper eye roll face Pat: I promise you, I didn't know my comment was going to be used as an assist
24th March 2015 wrath: Hate you Raz
29th March 2015 Wrath: nah, gonna try to bang out the last segment for it now NOX: Wear protection
7th April 2015 Aries: then again he could have been pissing her off all afternoon and she had enough, kids are essentially cute demons. Its why I zip tie my balls before coitus, its like wearing a second condom
9th May 2015 Wrath: just saw a commercial on tv for some community church thing, started with people saying "this is my home" and then I yelled back at the TV "this is my house!"... totally said it with the accent too
10th June 2015 Razer: I'm the Usual Amy: So your either drunk tired or a bit of both
Sometime in July, I'm a lazy bastard Ace: I was literally scrolling through the page, saw Power Bun and was like 'What user would name themselves Power B.....RAZER YOU BASTARD!!!'
Aries: Im gonna throw a guava at the back of her head and tell her it was a drive-by fruiting
August wrath: I'm in a smoking room at the Days Inn, and this place is a dump... like if I was the Double D champion and this was the room WCW gave me I'd be shooting on folks too
October Alex: Like, I rather see Nebraska Jones do erotic fan-fiction with the Sparta girls, particularly Krystal Caslte, than a Levine match... They both jerk me off, but only one of them is satisfying.
"Bella, you've come a long way. But baby, you went the WRONG way..."
-It's the first words out of LeBlanc's mouth toward the Scot, and before anything else can happen, a ferocious slap leaves the hand of the Canadian Wolf and lands upon the porcelain skin of Bella Quinn. She recoils in horror and the fans let Alex hear it, but their disapproval means nothing to the Canadian-turned-Californian. This is a wrestling match, not a beauty pageant and whereas outside of the ring women are to be treated with respect; the minute they step between the ropes equality is the name of the game.-
-Shocked and angered by LeBlanc's opening salvo, Bella grimaces, sucks her teeth and stands up straight staring at a man she has been friendly with in the past and even respects. Knowing the name of the game now, Bella retorts with a slap of her own, turning LeBlanc's head like a corkscrew and sending his head careening over his left shoulder. Laughing and touching his lip a bit, LeBlanc isn't hurt by the motives, nor shocked. Instead, the PRW Hall of Famer laughs a bit because he knows that this was the way to get the best out of Bella Quinn.-
-Coming forward, both combatants lock horns and trade an array of punches wildly, the crowd beginning to cheer louder and louder with each missive, with each blow. Each punch brings more ferocity than the last and it's not until LeBlanc throws a cheap knee into Bella's gut that the pace slows and momentum begins to ebb into the corner of Alex LeBlanc. Clubbing Bella on the back of the neck, he brings her down to a knee before pulling her back up by her hair and unloading another series of punches to the top of her forehead.-
Brunswick: What a ferocious pace so far from these two!
Smith: Still, this plays into LeBlanc's hand. He can tire her out, make her push the pace and then grind her out. He may just be too physical for Bella in the long run.
-Holding Bella up, one of her knees still on the canvas, he sends a right flying into the right side of her cheek, a welt beginning to form. She's not having it, however. She shakes her head and begs for another, pushing to her feet, fighting to stay alive, stay relevant, stay a threat to LeBlanc. Pulling herself up by the bootstrap and showing the resilience that has made her a break-through star this year, Bella sends a European Uppercut out of nowhere into the chin of LeBlanc, knocking loose his grip of her hair. Sending him reeling, she pounces on him with another Uppercut and then grabs his wrist, Irish Whipping him across the ring.-
Brunswick: Look at Bella go!
-LeBlanc however, sees the whip and scouts it, reversing it into a whip of his own. When Bella comes off the ropes with a head full of steam, he halts her to a dead stop with a Dropkick, knocking her down to the canvas. Acting quickly, LeBlanc goes for a quick cover and only gets a 1 count before Bella gets her shoulder up and pushes off the canvas. Keeping the pressure on, the Canadian Wolf locks in a Rear Chinlock and lowers his load onto her back, building up the pressure, making her carry his weight as she struggles to fight her way through this matchup.-
Smith: There it is again, Smith. The weight disparity. Alex is going to use it to his advantage and drain the gas tank of Bella Quinn. As much as I hate that smarmy bastard, it's a brilliant gameplay.
-Not giving Bella any openings, he lifts her to her feet, transitioning the Rear Chinlock into a a Headlock and stepping sideways so he's beside her. Gritting her teeth, Quinn works LeBlanc back into the corner and grips the ropes forcing a clean break, puffing hard as she does. Alex lifting his hands, he breaks his hold on Bella, leaving the opening Quinn needs to throw a forearm toward LeBlanc's face. The experience edge however, is too much and Alex sees it, throws up his own forearm and blocks it. Returning fire, he throws a quick right into Bella's face and knocks her backwards.-
Smith: This is going to be a problem for Quinn throughout this matchup, the experience edge is too much. A decade in the game makes you hip to all the tricks of the trade and sadly, Bella just doesn't have that experience that LeBlanc has, talent be damned.
-Staying on the offensive, LeBlanc scrambles over to Bella and picks her up off the canvas, holding her by her locks and dragging her to a corner. He slams her head into the turnbuckle, leaving her prone against the corner and walks off, the crowd booing as LeBlanc has taken control of the match. He walks off into the opposite corner, hops twice to get the spring in his step and then takes off toward his victim and looks to clothesline Quinn in her prone state. Sadly for the Canadian, it doesn't happen as Bella gets a foot up!-
Brunswick: Bella with the desperation boot to the face!
Smith: Now can she capitalize!?
-LeBlanc falling back a bit, he falls to his a kneel and it's the spot Bella has needed to mount her comeback. Driving her feet and picking up speed out of the corner, Quinn unleashes a hellacious kick to the jaw of LeBlanc, hitting him with a Single Leg Front Dropkick. LeBlanc falls flat onto his back and the crowd erupts as Bella Quinn has exploded like a house on fire. Alex still flat on his back, Quinn scouts him in a crouch and when he turns over, she rushes him again and hits him with a spine-tingling kick right into the back that knocks him over sideways and leaves him gasping for air. -
Brunswick: She put everything into that!
-The brutality beginning to rise, Alex prone on his side, Quinn attacks and grips his ankle, rolling him over onto his stomach. Lifting his legs so his knees are bent, Quinn steps through, locks his calves around hers and pulls back on his arms. The crowd "Oohs" and "Ahhs" as she begins to pull, looking for the Surfboard, LeBlanc swaying upward in absolute distress and pain as Quinn gets closer and closer to lifting him completely off the canvas until finally she gets Alex elevated. Another eruption of cheers fills the arena in Glasgow and suddenly, Alex is in as bad a spot as he's ever been.-
Smith: Crank on it, Bella! Pull the fuck out of it!
Brunswick: Smith! Language!
Smith: Put a sock in it, Brunny!
-The referee asks Alex if he wants to quit, and Alex shakes his head violently, not wanting to surrender, not wanting to give up so close to his goal of getting another Undisputed Title shot. LeBlanc's resistance however, has done nothing but anger Bella who screams out "Bawbag!' and lessens her grip on Alex's arms so that he slides backward a bit, his head falling down toward her chest. Adjusting, Quinn wraps her arm around Alex's neck and locks him in a modified Surfboard/Dragon Sleeper Combo!.-
Brunswick: Oh my god!
Smith: What. In. The. Hell. Is That?
-LeBlanc struggles mightily, kicking his free arm in the air for all he's worth, fighting the submission before finally slipping his head out, gasping for air as Bella still has him elevated. His arms still in a precarious position, Quinn wraps her arm around LeBlanc's and hooks him again. His arms trapped, Bella lowers him back down to the canvas and then pushes forward, grunting until Alex is flat on his stomach, his shoulders and face pinned into the canvas.-
Brunswick: Bella has turned the tables on Alex. She's grinding him out, showing off HER wrestling acumen and put a world of stress on LeBlanc's surgically repaired knees. The Scot Lass came to fight, Ladies and Gentlemen!
Smith: Wait! What's this? She's flipping forward.
-And Bella does just that. Alex's arms pinned and hooked by the Scot, laying in a vulnerable and precarious poistion, Bella Quinn decides it's time to go for broke. Kicking her legs up into the air behind her and using Alex as a push-off point, Bella flips over and kicks her legs completely over Alex's head, inverting their position! Bella pushes up immediately, digging her heels into the canvas while pushing upward with her chest. The ungodly strain on Alex's shoulders is evident as he starts to kick his feet wildly, screaming at the top of his lungs.-
Brunswick: Bella has him locked in a Bridging Double Chicken Wing. This is a horrendous spot for the Hall of Famer.
Smith: Tap, you scumbag! Tap!
[tbc]
- 4x PRW Undisputed Champion - 2x World Tag Team Champion - 8x Cyanide Champion - PRW Intercontinental Champion - PRW Triple Crown Champion - PRW Grand Slam Champion - PRW Hall of Famer
Also known as the Cattle Mutilation to some, the bridging double chickenwing is a rather painful move and seeing Bella Quinn, once the butt of many PRW related jokes pulling a technique as precise as this off at this stage in the match not only has Glasgow on its feet, but it has even shown the viewers watching this around the world just how far she has come since her VPo3 days and the days when she was the token eye candy for Canary Kid.
Whilst not as polished with her technique as LeBlanc or those trained by the Despised Icon, Matthew Logan, Bella Quinn is still one of the best technicians in PRW and she's proving it tonight. LeBlanc is grimacing. His face all screwed up and a contorted mess, kind of like that Norwegian artist's painting... You know the one where the guy has his mouth open and his hands on each cheek and its all blurry and out of proportion... The Scream? Yeah, well, not exactly like that but you get the picture. Putting it bluntly, LeBlanc could be in trouble here and that is exactly what Glasgow wants.
Brunswick: "The physical differences between Bella and Alex are still a deciding factor in this match up, as is the experience, but I would not rule out Bella's never say die attitude. She will push and push at Alex until her body won't let her and that determination could very well be a crucial element in this matchup"
Smith: "I still think Bella is going to take the three second nap... But I would love it if she got that big win here... Alex walked out, lay his flag in the ring and tried to claim Glasgow in the name of California... You don't do that... Has he not seen Braveheart?"
Legs thrashing and pain jolting across his upper body, Alex fights the urge to tap out. He wanted Bella to come at him with everything she had and for just one moment, he wonders if getting her fired up was a mistake. He knew she could hit hard, he'd seen some of the bruises Razer would come into work wearing, but he didn't expect her technique to be this good. Unfortunately though for Bella, he was better.
Planting his knees into the mat, Alex digs in. Taking a deep breath, he waits before pushing up, using his physical advantage and starting off the brute force way of powering out of this hold. Feeling her balance starting to slip, Bella tries her best to hold on but she can't. As Alex rises, the bridging hold loses its leverage and stability which in turn leads to Bella feeling some more of the strain than she should do. Realising this could be a very tricky situation if she was caught off guard, Bella relinquishes her hold and drops down to her hands and knees. Head hanging low, taking deep breaths to try and compose herself, the Glaswegian listens to the support of her hometown and nods. LeBlanc behind her drops back down to the canvas, wrapping his arms around himself, he nurses his shoulders and keeps his gaze on Bella. If this were just an exhibition match, he'd commend her right now, tell her that was impressive, ask how she learned that trick and maybe offer her a tip or two to make it more effective, but this isn't an exhibition and despite their cordial relationship backstage, Alex doesn't feel like helping out.
He knows, just like everyone else, Bella is the one person standing between him and a shot at the undisputed championship. Bella is the gatekeeper, the king maker, and LeBlanc, the self proclaimed last emperor of PRW is ready for his crown. As both fighters push up to their feet, Alex tries to take the initiative, going in fast on Bella and trying to lock up with her, but unfortunately for him, Bella does decide to coronate him... Glasgow Style.
Smith: "Remind me never to ask Bella for a kiss...."
The Headbutt, locally referred to as the Glasgow Kiss hits hard. LeBlanc stumbles backwards, covering the bridge of his nose as Bella shakes her head and rushes forwards. Whilst his guard is down, Bella takes the chance to try and get more momentum behind her. Jumping up, she extends her legs and plants her feet into Alex's chest with a simple dropkick which drops him down to the canvas. As both hit the mat, Bella scrambles to her hands and knees and goes right back after LeBlanc's arms again. Grabbing his left wrist, she rolls him onto his chest, clutches the wrist on both her hands, twists and wrenches, applying the ground based hammerlock. Making sure she can keep him in this favourable position, Bella plants her knee into his shoulder blade, adding to the earlier pressure she put on the joint. Whilst Alex might be able to hit her harder than she can hit him, she can at least try to take some of the sting out of him so it doesn't become too much of a problem if he gets a few more good hits in.
Wrenching the wrist, bearing down with the knee, Bella rags away at Alex's arm, trying everything she can to keep the advantage going, but as she focuses on the hold, she forgets the one key element when facing a ring general like Alex - chain wrestling is the bread and butter. Managing to push up with his free arm onto his hands and knees, Alex manages to twist himself round, dragging Bella off balance and free his arm up before taking her down with a side headlock toss and locking in the ground based variation of the hold. Feeling the pressure on her neck, Bella starts to fight against it. At first she tries the brute force way but LeBlanc has the leverage on her just right so that no matter what she tries, she can't get a clear hit in on him. Instead, Bella starts to wriggle about in his grasp. Managing to turn herself side on so she faces him, Bella looks up at Alex and flashes him a wink before throwing her legs up, catching him in the back with one of her knees. The jolt is enough to briefly loosen the Wolf's grasp on her and taking full advantage, Bella manages to get her hands up and roll Alex over and into a waistlock.
Brunswick: "From some fired up striking to some chain hold exchanging, Bella and Alex are really putting on a display here"
Smith: "I just want someone to kick people in the teeth... Can someone please kick the other person in the teeth?"
With Alex now facedown, Bella shifts from the waistlock and attempts to go for a more effective submission. Targeting the shoulder once again, she reaches for Alex's arm and goes for a nasty looking armbar but Alex springs into action as soon as he feels the pressure on his joint. Pulling and rolling, he drags Bella over and catches her in a roll up pin.
One....
Two..
Kickout!!!
The close call draws a cheer from the Glaswegian crowd as Bella rolls back and begins to push up to her feet, but as the crowd's elation suddenly turns, she drops back down to the canvas, narrowly evading a clothesline from LeBlanc who rushes her. Hitting the ropes behind, the Canadifornian Wolf comes back, this time looking to tackle the Scot to the canvas but Bella, perhaps taking inspiration from her boyfriend sidesteps the move, spinning out as she does and brings her leg up, cracking Alex across the shoulder with a spinning heel kick. The slightly unorthadox block to the charge gets a huge cheer from the crowd and Bella, trying to maintain the advantage goes in for Alex, trying to catch him in an arm focused takedown but LeBlanc still has plenty of tricks up his sleeve. Letting Bella grab hold of him, he quickly straightens up and pulls her into him, twisting her round and into a sleeper hold, once again trying to deprive that burning fire inside the Glaswegian of the oxygen it needs to keep the heat up.
Smith: "LeBlanc just keeps trying to shut Bella down. He's not trying to win, he's just grinding this out... What a cheap method"
Bella, feeling the hold again goes to throw her elbow towards LeBlanc's abdomen but the Wolf scouts it. Letting go and shuffling back, Bella swings at empty air. Turning round to see where LeBlanc went, Bella walks right into a huge Savate Kick, dropping her on her ass in the middle of the ring.
Brunswick: "There's your kick in the teeth Doug..."
tbc
Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results: 1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13 2nd - Raz 4 3rd - Ace/NM 3
Best shout of the sig award (season 7): Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it* Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it? Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell
8th Sig! 17th February 2015 -????
17th February 2015 Nox: Patrick Slaughter is what I strive to be... Raz is what I wind up being.
18th February 2015 Pat: I just got Wrath'd in a different form. Great
19th February 2015 Pat: Ace, Travis, and LJ had one (Lil B prw song). It's just an instrumental since they no-showed the recording session Wrath: LOL Pat: I made Wrath Laugh, I am happy for the rest of the night! Ace: ......I hate you Pat. I really really do.
20th February 2015 Pat: ...Well I guess you could say Ace was...*puts on sunglasses* Hopping Mad... YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!
22nd february 2015 Wrath: a Brit who doesn't like tea? -harumph-
Wrath: needed more super kicks
24th february 2015 Wrath: Shout Wolfpac holding everybody down Pat: They're just not ready, brother. Just not ready
Wrath: in that case shouldn't I be #1 via tiebreaker? :whistling: Nox: put your career on the line over it
Nox: doesn't matter who wins, Ata will spend the next year telling us we were wrong
Ace: Razer, you realise I can just put myself in your sig. Right?
Aries: ..the fuck I walk in on
25th February 2015 Wrath: I hope when Pat offers to help anybody stretch out on leg day they all run out of the room
27th February 2015 Wrath: lol gd it Raz... GD IT PAT! lol
1st March 2015 NOX: Patrick Slaughter hates our founding fathers. As he openly tries to quell my constitutional right to have an opinion and force it on others. Pat: Oh don't go Siege on me NOX: It's cool there, Polpot. You've shown your true colors.
3rd march 2015 wrath: "Eat, Sleep, No Show, Repeat" NOX: I got that Ace T-Shirt Too!
Raz: Is that kana getting a boot in the face? Nox: Yep Raz: They got an 'after shot' to see if it made her prettier? Wrath: 'bout to shoot beat the fuck out of Razer and ask if he looks prettier
6th March 2015 Kev: Sybian Wrath is a gimmick that needs to happen.
10th March 2015 Kev: The mixtape is fantastic though. You're missing out. Nox: I'M NOT GOING WITH YOU TO NGW AND I'M NOT BUYIN YOUR MIXTAPE
12th March 2015 Ace: ....I just posted in a match. I'm good til SuperBattle. Probably. Nox: I dunno, Bloodborne comes out in two weeks Ace: You lose me at Arkham Knight. Thats June.
15th March 2015 Pat: Just a heads up, Wrath... What I wrote.... it could go either way Raz: A bit like most of the girls on WH Joey: GOD DAMN IT RAZ! Wrath: :annoyed:, Shout doesn't have a proper eye roll face Pat: I promise you, I didn't know my comment was going to be used as an assist
24th March 2015 wrath: Hate you Raz
29th March 2015 Wrath: nah, gonna try to bang out the last segment for it now NOX: Wear protection
7th April 2015 Aries: then again he could have been pissing her off all afternoon and she had enough, kids are essentially cute demons. Its why I zip tie my balls before coitus, its like wearing a second condom
9th May 2015 Wrath: just saw a commercial on tv for some community church thing, started with people saying "this is my home" and then I yelled back at the TV "this is my house!"... totally said it with the accent too
10th June 2015 Razer: I'm the Usual Amy: So your either drunk tired or a bit of both
Sometime in July, I'm a lazy bastard Ace: I was literally scrolling through the page, saw Power Bun and was like 'What user would name themselves Power B.....RAZER YOU BASTARD!!!'
Aries: Im gonna throw a guava at the back of her head and tell her it was a drive-by fruiting
August wrath: I'm in a smoking room at the Days Inn, and this place is a dump... like if I was the Double D champion and this was the room WCW gave me I'd be shooting on folks too
October Alex: Like, I rather see Nebraska Jones do erotic fan-fiction with the Sparta girls, particularly Krystal Caslte, than a Levine match... They both jerk me off, but only one of them is satisfying.
- And so he had. He had knocked her on her ass after bringing the "high heat" like he was the young Doc Gooden, landing a Savate Kick into the chest of the Scottish Lass with enough force to leave her splayed upon the canvas. It wasn't necessarily how it had been drawn up, but nonetheless it was effective and after feeling the effects of that Cattle Mutilation earlier in the match, LeBlanc needed to regroup and get his bearings. Even if it came by virtue of one of his well-trained feet.-
-Sauntering over to the prone body of his opponent, he lifts her to her feet and stacks her over his shoulders, carrying her like you would a log or a duffel bag if you were a new recruit at Paris Island. Either way, the message is the same; Bella Quinn is laying there lack a sack of bricks, limp and unmoving. Taking a few steps forward, the Canadian Wolf seems set to Lawn Dart her into the nearest turnbuckle when Bella starts to wiggle out of desperation and make a last ditch effort to get herself free. She slips out of LeBlanc's grasp and ends up behind him, pushing him into the turnbuckle instead.-
Brunswick: Nice reversal there by Bella. Bought herself some time with that one.
Smith: Needs to score quickly...
-She bulrushes the corner, but Alex has it scouted and sidesteps, pushing at the small of her back and sending her toward the corner. Not pumping the breaks, Quinn shows off her own awareness by propping herself up with her hands and pushing her feet off the canvas, holding herself perpendicular to the floor; as if she were planking. Her feet dangling, she avoided the crash course with the turnbuckle, but not the grasp of her opponent. Holding her ankles, Alex pulls on Bella's feet, yanking outward towards him. The tug causes Bella to pull away from the corner and in an instant she goes crashing down face-first to the mat, the crowd cringing almost immediately. Their exclamations and the audible "OOH" that fills the arena in Glasgow lets LeBlanc know it was a job well done.-
-Bella laying before him on all fours, it's the perfect opportunity to strike if you're the Canadian Wolf. Quinn doesn't usually leave openings like this very often, having grown leaps and bounds since her VPo3 days and her union with Razer. She's a completely different fighter and version of herself. Still here she was on her hands and knees before LeBlanc, looking as if she were searching for a lost contact, showcasing the fact she's on Queer Street. Not one to show mercy, or even hesitate in a situation such as this, Alex charges forward and drops a bomb on Bella Quinn, her aspirations and the desire of the crowd to see her succeed when he leaps in the air and drives the Scotch Lass' head straight down into the mat with a vicious Double Stomp to the back of the head!-
Brunswick: Oh Good God! That was brutal! Her head just bounced off the mat like a tennis ball!
Smith: That's what you sign up for when you face Alex. It's not a walk in the park, and while he's a smarmy fuck, he's the most technically sound while viciously destructive man in the whole of PRW. He's made a career out of intersplicing the beauty of a choke with the subtleness of a brick in his striking. Why we're surprised Bella's head just took off like an Apollo rocket after hitting the canvas is BEYOND me, Brunny.
-As he sat there on his own knees after such a vile Double Stomp, Smith's words actually couldn't be more true. He had built a career off of mixing the innovate with the macabre, the surgical precision with the blunt force trauma. Now Bella laid beside him, underneath him if you want to be accurate, and Alex still didn't feel he was done. -
-He pulls Quinn to her feet once again and this time he hoists her over his shoulder and is able to finish the job, throwing her like a Lawn Dart into the aforementioned turnbuckle head first as the crowd started to groan and cringe with each turn and blow their hero received. Hung up on the middle rope after slumping to her knees post "Dart", Alex grabs her and pulls her backward onto her shoulders looking for a count.-
1...
2...
NO!
-Bella shows enough heart, enough desire that she's able to get her arm before 3 and leave Alex in a world beside himself. He argues with the referee as Quinn grabs the ropes to pull herself to safety, and its nothing more than exercise in futility. Frustrated, angered and he himself winded, LeBlanc waits for Quinn to fully stand, getting himself in a stance with his right hand cocked. He waits patiently and he stalks, Bella just beginning to stabilize herself.-
-Grabbing Bella around the neck to direct her, Quinn throws her arms up desperate and breaks loose from the hold, forcing Alex's arms away as the crowd cheers. Woozy and weary, she throws the only thing she knows how at the moment and hits LeBlanc with an elbow as the crowd roars. -
Smith: Bella getting back into this match again! Look at her go!
Brunswick: There is no quit in Bella Quinn!
-Taking the elbow, Alex throws one of his own, now knocking Bella back. She eats it herself and retorts with her own. LeBlanc swallows it, falls back a few steps and plants before unleashing a hellacious over-the-top elbow to the head of Bella Quinn. Encourage, fired-up and with the crowd behind her, the Scot Lass eats that blow too and falls back a few steps. Using the aid of the ropes, Bella is able to spring back toward the center of the ring, hits Alex again with another elbow.-
Smith: I went to a Wrestling Match...and a Street Fight broke out.
-Alex growls out the trademark primal scream and he unloads alternating right and left forearms into the cheek and jaw of Bella Quinn, staggering her. Seeing her on wobbly legs, LeBlanc decides the time is now and he takes off for the ropes, hitting them with speed. Coming back off them, he rushes toward the center of the ring expecting a prone and vulnerable Bella Quinn, but is instead met with a boot to the jaw as Quinn nails him with a Superkick!-
Smith: OH MY GOD!
Brunswick: She hit LeBlanc with a Chin Check!
-She didn't manage to get all of it, but Bella gets just enough to knock LeBlanc back into the ropes. Falling into him, luck helps out the Canadian Wolf as it springs him forward to Bella once again. Desperate and still a bit loopy, he throws a Clothlesline that badly misses and the Scot ducks under almost immediately. Both combatants with their backs now to each other, Bella is first to turn back around when as soon as her face comes back around to face Alex, SHE EATS A SUPERKICK for her troubles!-
Smith: Superkick Party!
-LeBlanc didn't get all of it either, knocking Quinn onto a knee, leaving her to shake loose the cobwebs. Getting his foot again after losing his balance due to the Chin Check, he plants his hands and gets his footing to fall back into a crouch again. Seeing Bella within striking distance, Alex goes back to the well one more time. It would be one time too many.-
Smith: Look out!
-Bella must have either heard Smith or have a Sixth Sense for danger because she DUCKS a second Chin Check Superkick attempt and lets Alex just float on by right over her head. When he comes to a dead stop in front of her, she's ready for when he turns around. The minute he does, she spins with everything she has left in her body and she DESTROYS Alex with a Discus Forearm! -
Brunswick: DISCUS FOREARM! DISCUS FOREARM! SHE OBLITERATED HIM!
-Both Bella and Alex go down to the canvas in a heap, falling beside each other, because anything else would be tragic, anything else wouldn't be poetic justice. The Scot & The Canadian side by side, it's a battle to see who gets up first as the crowd in Glasgow rises to their feet, clapping wildly as the familiar chant of "P-R-Dub" starts to break out through the arena, the appreciation for the spectacle beginning to grow in earnest.-
- 4x PRW Undisputed Champion - 2x World Tag Team Champion - 8x Cyanide Champion - PRW Intercontinental Champion - PRW Triple Crown Champion - PRW Grand Slam Champion - PRW Hall of Famer
Brunswickp: "If there is one thing we can safely say about Bella, its she is relentless"
Out classed from the first ring of the bell, Bella knew she was climbing a mountain in this match. It would be kind of ironic looking at it that way given how LeBlanc only has six inches or so on the lass from Glasgow, but none the less, it is a mountain Bella must conquer if she is to 'protect' her boyfriends title, provided he retains it against Shaw and finally gets the title shot she deserves.
Even though she is the home player, Bella doesn't quite have the full backing of Glasgow this evening. The display from LeBlanc, one which reminds the older generation of PRW fans just exactly why he is considered one of the best to step foot in the ring has rekindled their love for the Canadian Wolf. With everyone on their feet, urging both combatants on, it's a race to see who can actually get to a vertical base and claim that precious advantage. It's a slim margin and sometimes matches like these can be decided by the slimmest of margins.
As both start to stir, legs bending, arms slowly moving to nurse aching limbs and muscle, Bella despite taking a heavier assault seems to be gaining ground. Pulling herself up into a seated position, rubbing wherever she can and wincing, the Scot utters a "Feck me!" as she looks over at Alex who is pretty much in the same situation. Realising she could try for the cheap pin here and score a massive upset, Bella leans towards Alex but before she can throw herself across him, she shakes her head. Foolish? Yes... But pride is the prize here along with a title shot and in typical Bella fashion, she isn't going to take the easy route in this match.
Smith: "What's the dumb bitch doing? PIN HIM! PIN LEBLANC BELLA... MAKE HIM FAIL!"
Rocking back onto her heels and pushing up, Bella stumbles backwards and sways slightly before she regains her balance. Shaking the cobwebs off and taking a few deep breaths, she backs off as LeBlanc begins his rise, but before he can fully push up to one knee, the Scot comes in hard, smashing him square in the chest with a huge soccer kick. Wincing and holding his chest, LeBlanc almost tumbles backwards but he gets his arm out just in time to stop himself from fully hitting the canvas. Seeing the opening, Bella charges in for another hard kick but as she swings her legs, LeBlanc allows himself to fall back, throwing his arms up and catching her foot. With Bella's foot in his hands, Alex smirks at the Scot before throwing her over with a dragon screw, but instead of releasing the leg, he keeps hold of it and snares Bella into a basic ankle lock.
Feeling the impact of unceremoniously planting herself face first on the canvas and then the jolt of pain and pressure in her right ankle, Bella shakes her head and swears once more as Alex gets up onto his knees to apply the lock in Olympian style. Trying to initially drag herself out of the hold, Bella claws at the Canvas, but LeBlanc is too strong for her. Going with plan B and trying to push up and counter out with some kind of enziguri, Bella tries to twist and kick, but Alex, with his full MMA knowledge behind him drops back and throws his legs up, locking them round Bella's leg and securing the grapevine hold on the limb.
Brunswick: "Alex has that grapevine ankle lock on Bella now, I can see this being a case of when and not if for Bella giving up"
Smith: "Stupid cow! Should have pinned him when you had the chance!"
LeBlanc wastes no time in cranking up the pressure on Bella. Screaming in pain and with defiance in her eyes, Bella bites down on her lip as the crowd begins to chant. Sitting up whilst in the hold, Bella plants her hand down on LeBlanc's extended leg and starts to pull herself towards him. Knowing the pain will be too much soon, Bella puts her escape into action. Pulling herself up and forwards, Bella makes it harder for Alex to exploit the hold and before the Wolf can begin to make moves to get forwards to try and force Bella back down, the girl from Glasgow reaches out. Grabbing Alex's head with her free hand, she cups the back of it before throwing her forehead forwards, nailing him with a huge headbutt which gets a massive response from the crowd!
The headbutt works. Alex immediately releases Bella from his grasp and rocks backwards whilst the Scot drops down to her side and claws her way across the ring towards the turnbuckle. Pulling herself up into a seated position, she nurses her ankle and winces as she tries to get more feeling back into it. Realising just how big of a target Alex has painted on the joint, the sense of urgency in this match has just went up another notch.
Smith: "I'm usually not that impressed by Bella... But that... That was impressive"
Brunswick: "Think that could have been a page lifted from Razer's book?"
Smith: "Possibly, seems like one of his solutions, when all else fails, hit them more"
Reaching up for the ropes, Bella drags herself up to her feet and carefully begins to put her weight down on her foot. Wincing as she stands there, the Glaswegian watches Alex finally pulling himself up to his feet. Knowing that an attack is coming soon and the Canadian Wolf will be no doubt adopting the "Slaughter Gym Day Programme" offense on her, Bella pushes out from the corner and readies herself.
Instead of a head on charge, Alex carefully approaches her. He's underestimated her a few times already in this match and it is not a mistake he wants to repeat again. Knowing that treating Bella like she is incompetent could come back to haunt him, LeBlanc instead decides to do what he should have done from the off, like in some of his battles with Sylvia Wrath - treat her as an equal. Staring Bella down and giving her a nod as a sign of respect, Alex lets the Scot know that it's time to pick up the pace. Returning the nod, Bella signals her understanding and slowly advances out of the corner. Trying not to let on how bad her ankle hurts, Bella tries to hide the grimace, but the Wolf can see it. He knows it's there and the moment he gets that one opening, he'll make sure it ends swiftly.
With the two slowly advancing, Bella raises her arms as she closes in, signalling for a tie up which Alex responds to. Lunging forwards, LeBlanc manages to get hold of Bella and easily overpowers her, forcing her to step back and put more weight on that ankle. Biting her bottom lip and digging her fingers into LeBlanc's skin, Bella tries to push back with everything she has but just when she thinks that she is making some small progress.
Smith: "Offt, a knee to the baby factory! Alex may have just done the world a favour there, we can't have the bearded offspring of Razer and Bella running wild!"
Bella doubles over from the impact of the knee strike and Alex, now seemingly in full control takes his time. Shifting his arms, he locks in a standing guilotene choke hold on Bella first before teasing the DDT, but as he tries to drop back, Bella manages to hold her ground. Digging her fingers into his sides, the nails scratch at Alex's flesh and whilst superficial, the raking is enough to startle him just enough to let up the hold. As soon as Bella feels the pressure going, she locks her arms around Alex's waist and with one all mighty heave, hoists him up and over with a big Northern Light's suplex which brings Glasgow to its feet once more.
Holding the bridge, Bella tries for the pin
ONE....
TWO...
LEBLANC POWERS OUT
Brunswick: "That was close!"
Close? Maybe, but there is still a hell of a long way to go in this contest and Bella knows it. Rolling away from Alex and holding her throat for a moment, Bella pulls herself up into a seated position whilst keeping her eyes firmly locked on the wolf.
Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results: 1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13 2nd - Raz 4 3rd - Ace/NM 3
Best shout of the sig award (season 7): Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it* Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it? Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell
8th Sig! 17th February 2015 -????
17th February 2015 Nox: Patrick Slaughter is what I strive to be... Raz is what I wind up being.
18th February 2015 Pat: I just got Wrath'd in a different form. Great
19th February 2015 Pat: Ace, Travis, and LJ had one (Lil B prw song). It's just an instrumental since they no-showed the recording session Wrath: LOL Pat: I made Wrath Laugh, I am happy for the rest of the night! Ace: ......I hate you Pat. I really really do.
20th February 2015 Pat: ...Well I guess you could say Ace was...*puts on sunglasses* Hopping Mad... YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!
22nd february 2015 Wrath: a Brit who doesn't like tea? -harumph-
Wrath: needed more super kicks
24th february 2015 Wrath: Shout Wolfpac holding everybody down Pat: They're just not ready, brother. Just not ready
Wrath: in that case shouldn't I be #1 via tiebreaker? :whistling: Nox: put your career on the line over it
Nox: doesn't matter who wins, Ata will spend the next year telling us we were wrong
Ace: Razer, you realise I can just put myself in your sig. Right?
Aries: ..the fuck I walk in on
25th February 2015 Wrath: I hope when Pat offers to help anybody stretch out on leg day they all run out of the room
27th February 2015 Wrath: lol gd it Raz... GD IT PAT! lol
1st March 2015 NOX: Patrick Slaughter hates our founding fathers. As he openly tries to quell my constitutional right to have an opinion and force it on others. Pat: Oh don't go Siege on me NOX: It's cool there, Polpot. You've shown your true colors.
3rd march 2015 wrath: "Eat, Sleep, No Show, Repeat" NOX: I got that Ace T-Shirt Too!
Raz: Is that kana getting a boot in the face? Nox: Yep Raz: They got an 'after shot' to see if it made her prettier? Wrath: 'bout to shoot beat the fuck out of Razer and ask if he looks prettier
6th March 2015 Kev: Sybian Wrath is a gimmick that needs to happen.
10th March 2015 Kev: The mixtape is fantastic though. You're missing out. Nox: I'M NOT GOING WITH YOU TO NGW AND I'M NOT BUYIN YOUR MIXTAPE
12th March 2015 Ace: ....I just posted in a match. I'm good til SuperBattle. Probably. Nox: I dunno, Bloodborne comes out in two weeks Ace: You lose me at Arkham Knight. Thats June.
15th March 2015 Pat: Just a heads up, Wrath... What I wrote.... it could go either way Raz: A bit like most of the girls on WH Joey: GOD DAMN IT RAZ! Wrath: :annoyed:, Shout doesn't have a proper eye roll face Pat: I promise you, I didn't know my comment was going to be used as an assist
24th March 2015 wrath: Hate you Raz
29th March 2015 Wrath: nah, gonna try to bang out the last segment for it now NOX: Wear protection
7th April 2015 Aries: then again he could have been pissing her off all afternoon and she had enough, kids are essentially cute demons. Its why I zip tie my balls before coitus, its like wearing a second condom
9th May 2015 Wrath: just saw a commercial on tv for some community church thing, started with people saying "this is my home" and then I yelled back at the TV "this is my house!"... totally said it with the accent too
10th June 2015 Razer: I'm the Usual Amy: So your either drunk tired or a bit of both
Sometime in July, I'm a lazy bastard Ace: I was literally scrolling through the page, saw Power Bun and was like 'What user would name themselves Power B.....RAZER YOU BASTARD!!!'
Aries: Im gonna throw a guava at the back of her head and tell her it was a drive-by fruiting
August wrath: I'm in a smoking room at the Days Inn, and this place is a dump... like if I was the Double D champion and this was the room WCW gave me I'd be shooting on folks too
October Alex: Like, I rather see Nebraska Jones do erotic fan-fiction with the Sparta girls, particularly Krystal Caslte, than a Levine match... They both jerk me off, but only one of them is satisfying.
-The crowd enthralled by the matchup and the display by the two incredible opponents, the begin to back one of their own once again, getting behind Bella and urging her to continue, urging her forward to the frontlines once more as she has claimed a few battles, but not yet won the war of attrition with her friendly rival, Alex LeBlanc. Blows having landed and bodies having been left worse for wear, Quinn pulls the Canadian Wolf to his feet and chops him across the chest, drawing the by-now requisite "Woo!" from the partisan crowd. Another chop lands flush on the chest and within seconds, Bella is Irish Whipping LeBlanc across the ring and bending over at the waist when he springs back toward the center of the ring.-
-Telegraphing it, LeBlanc catches it and a decade of ring experience suits him well as he drops down to a kneel and he sits Bella straight up, correcting her posture and resetting her jaw with a brutal European Uppercut. Springing to his feet, LeBlanc tries to take the advantage, hitting the ropes himself, coming back toward her like a bull in a China Shop only to get up-ended by a beautiful Dropkick from the Scot lass! The crowd explodes with cheers and once again we are back at square one as the tension begins to mount and boil to a crescendo.-
Brunswick: Which one of these competitors is going to make the crucial mistake? Which one of these two warriors is going to be unable to answer the bell when it matters most?
Smith: Not for nothing, but LeBlanc. He's a quitter.
Brunswick: Based on?
Smith: I just know things, Brunny.
-The referee starts his count, reaching 4 before both combatants hit a vertical base in opposite corners, looking for a respite from the violence, a chance to breath amongst the madness. LeBlanc getting his bearings first, he charges at Bella in her corner only to see her side-step and send him into the turnbuckle. Garnering up momentum, she rushes to the opposite corner and turns back, picking up speed and crashing into Alex with a Running Forearm to the jaw! LeBlanc is put on Queer Street as he stumbles out of the corner, but Bella stays on him, letting out a scream like a banshee as she cuts LeBlanc down with a series of kicks to his legs before finally taking him down by sweeping his right leg out at the knee.-
Brunswick: Look at her go!
-Feeling it, Bella shakes her fist, the crowd behind her beginning to chant her name as loud as they ever have. Carrying their hopes and dreams upon her narrow shoulders, Bella makes her way to the turnbuckle and climbs, a dangerous move as LeBlanc has started to stir. Settling as he finally reaches his feet, Bella dives off, looking for a Front Dropkick. In desperation, Alex steps back and lets Quinn eat shit upon the canvas, hitting her back square on the mat! The crowd groans at the Scot's misfortune, but Alex is all over it and within seconds he's grabbed onto her legs and clutched her at her ankles.-
Smith: Aww hell...
-Lifting her off the canvas, LeBlanc pulls her up and starts spinning, getting one, then two, then three, and eventually 7 rotations of the Giant Swing in before he loses balance and finally dumps Bella on the canvas as the pocket of LeBlanc fans start to roar their approval. Alex falling into his corner, unable to get his footing, he looks down at the woozy and broken Bella Quinn and he knows the time to strike is now. Quinn scraping herself off the canvas, she pulls herself onto all fours as Alex starts to push away from the corner. Turning her into his grasp, he looks for a Powerbomb, but Bella shoots up and breaks out of his hold!-
Brunswick: She won't stay down!
-Digging deep into whatever reserve she has, Bella throws a haymaker that rattles Alex and knocks his head back. He does the only thing he knows how and returns fire with one of his own! The crowd comes to their feet as once again the two warriors are throwing bombs in the center of the ring. It's madness as each blows harder than the last until finally Quinn gets the upper hand and fires off three straight forearms into the jaw of LeBlanc that knock him down onto his knees!-
Smith: That's it! She's got him! Take your shot, kid!
-Instinctively, Quinn backs up, sizes him up and she rushes the wounded and battered former Undisputed Champion. Thing is, she didn't learn the age old adage that you should never move in on a wounded animal. Moreover, you should never charge a wolf. Running up on Alex as he's kneeling on the canvas, Alex sees it, but bides his time until she comes closer, watching her as she inches in, her arrival a mere moment away. When she's about a step or two from meeting him chest to chest, LeBlanc springs up and gets his arms hooked and wedged into her armpits, using her own momentum to shoot her straight up into the air.-
Smith: Oh no! Look out!
Brunswick: My goodnesss!
-Bella Quinn flailing in mid-air, the arena falls silent for that split-second. There is nothing between Alex and Bella except the silence and the crushing reality before them. One of them is going home with a victory, but both of them are going home worse off than they arrived. Bella coming back down to earth, split-seconds seemingly like years, LeBlanc throws the most devious thing he can think of; a European Uppercut, straight into her chest and jaw, almost leaving his feet as he does to ensure that he gets all of it. The way that Bella Quinn falls to the canvas gives confirmation that he has and as if it was a formality, he scrambles over and hooks a leg.-
Smith: HOLY SHIT! HE DAMN NEAR TOOK HER HEAD OFF WITH A POP-UP EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!
Brunswick: Where did that come from!
Smith: Got the leg hooked!
Brunswick: There's the cover!
1...
2...
[PIN ATTEMPT : POP-UP EUROPEAN UPPERCUT]
- 4x PRW Undisputed Champion - 2x World Tag Team Champion - 8x Cyanide Champion - PRW Intercontinental Champion - PRW Triple Crown Champion - PRW Grand Slam Champion - PRW Hall of Famer
Scotland can't believe it... Yet again on the big stage, Bella has her hopes dashed.
As LeBlanc has his arm raised and his music hits in, the realization hits him, he just booked himself in an Undisputed Title Match against Razer at Desperate Measures.
Allowing Bella to recover a little, Alex helps the woman up to her feet and after a brief stare down, offers her his hand which Bella reluctantly accepts. Firmly shaking it, Bella leans into Alex and whispers something in his ear which draws a chuckle and a nod out of the Canadian Wolf before he raises Bella's arm and exits the ring, allowing Bella to get the big ovation from her fans.
winner and #1 contender to the Undisputed title: Alex LeBlanc
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