Post by Jesse Styles on Mar 11, 2013 0:13:51 GMT -6
The scene reopens to the arena, where we see Tom Davis with a card in his hand and a mic to his lips, prepared to announce the next match as he eyeballs the note in his hand. The fans practically bounce in anticipation, as his voice resonates from the speakers...
Tom Davis: The following bout has been made to be an... er... "Wet Tables Match", where the first competitor to throw their opponent through the tables we have set up in large pools of... holy water... will win.
Vince Walters: Hell yes! We get to see Reya get wet!
Jill Matthews: Oh lord... who came up with something like thi-
Tom Davis: I have also been informed that this match is a present to Orlando Ocean via... his "Majesty"?
Jill Matthews: I have a feeling that means our VP... how will Ocean deal with this?
On cue, "Never Look Back" by The Nearly Deads suddenly roars throughout the arena, and the crowd erupts into more cheers than jeers for Orlando. Ocean slowly walks out on the stage with his hands in his black leather jacket's pockets. Strapped to his right hip is The Requite. He scans the crowd for moment or two to see how full the arena is, before he then walks down the ramp as Tom Davis continues...
Tom Davis: Thus... first to the ring, weighing in tonight at 275lbs and hailing from Saginaw, Michigan... he is the Rip Current, Orlando Ocean!
Orlando slides into the ring, under the bottom rope, and walks across the ring. He drops off his jacket and The Requite to a ring aid before turning back around waiting for his opponent to come out, glancing around at the tables curiously. As he does so, "Unbreakable" by Fireflight starts playing, and all-white pyro goes off at the top of the ramp.
Tom Davis: And his opponent, weighing in tonight at 135lbs and hailing from LA, California... she is the Herald of Holiness, Reya Serra!!
The pyro ends and out walks Reya Serra, wearing skin tight white pants and a matching white top, along with her friend Paxar Vega who is wearing a similar red ensemble. The fans go wild at the Herald's appearance. The two women then walk down the ramp, waving and giving high fives to members of the excited crowd, before Reya slides into the ring, Paxar remaining at ringside. As she stands in the middle of said ring, Reya bows her head in prayer while she awaits the start of the match.
Vince Walters: I'm excited. Excited in the dirtiest way.
Jill Matthews: You're a pig, Vince. Reya is a respectable, talented woman who... unlike many women in this profession... isn't a total whore.
Vince Walters: Which is exactly why I'm excited! I hope she's the one who goes through the table and falls into the water! Hello! White shirt plus water? Hot damn!
Jill Matthews: Speaking of the water... if Vanessa really did make this match, why would she make it be holy water of all things?
Vince Walters: To test to see if Ocean burns? Though I don't see why they'd add water to this match, when the Ocean is always wet. Get it? Hah!
Jill Matthews: ...you're an idiot, Vince. The crowd behind us literally just groaned in unison at that lame joke...
Vince Walters: Know what else is a joke?
Jill Matthews: What?
Vince Walters: Your commentary skills. Ha!
Jill Matthews: Screw you.
On that rather pleasant note, the bell rings and the camera snaps to the ring, where we see Ocean and Reya circling each other. Serra studies Orlando, but he is first to lurch forward, going for a clothesline. But Reya ducks under his arm and moves a few steps forward, before twisting around.... only to be met with a big boot! Serra doubles over and grimaces, as Ocean suddenly whips a knee strike into her face! The Herald's head shoots up from the doubled over position, and she stumbles back... but Orlando doesn't stop there. The Rip Current grabs hold of Reya then and hits an overhead belly to belly suplex! She is sent outside of the ring, but twists her body enough to lessen the impact and keep from landing on the nearest table. A few seconds pass, but she recovers.
Jill Matthews: Yes! Reya's still safe and moving back into the ring! The Herald won't be taken out that easily!
Vince Walters: And now Ocean's dragging Reya to her feet and... he applies a bear hug... but...
Jill Matthews: ....why is his face in her chest for this?
Vince Walters: That lucky bastard!!!!
Jill Matthews: You mean that damned pervert! Outside of the ring, Reya's friend Paxar is shouting at him. And it looks like Reya finally noticed, and she chops him in the side of the neck!
This move causes Ocean to let go, and Reya catches her breath, before whipping a leg out for a strong superkick! Her signature Reya Light causes Ocean to stumble slightly, but Serra pops him with another! And then she twists her body to hit a roundhouse kick! Orlando spins into the corner and groans in pain, Reya glancing up toward the sky as though expressing a silent thank you, before moving away from her foe. The Herald moves to a nearby turnbuckle and climbs atop it, waiting for her opponent to stand, before jumping off for a missile kick. But Ocean catches her across his chest!! The nearest table and pool are his aim, as he goes to throw her but in a split second, Reya counters HIS counter with her Serra's Blessing, a tornado DDT! She then quickly moves to forcefully roll him out of the ring, towards the table... but Ocean catches the ropes and swings his body away from the edge of the ring!
Vince Walters: I'm getting bored, when's Reya going to get soaked?!
Jill Matthews: Or Orlando.
Vince Walters: Ha, yeah right. Ocean's looking pretty confident at this point. He's on his feet already even after that!
The Rip Current is looking peeved, as he bursts forward, toward Reya. He slams a fist into her jaw, and Reya falls back but catches herself. She dodges another right by Ocean, before whipping a side kick into his side. Orlando flinches, holding his side but jerking back to avoid a right by Reya. He then hurries back and moves outside of the ropes. He grabs hold of them, about to use them as momentum for a move... when Reya runs forward and pops him with a dropkick!! Ocean flies off of the apron and lands RIGHT beside one of the table and pools! He looks at it, shocked, as the crowd chants Reya's name.
Vince Walters: Holy shit, that was close...
Jill Matthews: Wow, that was lucky!
Ocean moves to his feet dizzily, before heading back to the ring and climbing up the stairs and onto the turnbuckle. He stands atop it, but Reya is watching him carefully. So when Orlando jumps off for an axehandle, hie opponent catches him with a kick! This stops him in his tracks, and Reya then hits her Golden Silence! The jawbreaker stuns Ocean, and Reya swiftly shoves him toward the corner. A table lies nearby, and she manages to roll her foe out of the ring. But he lands slightly on his feet away from the pool and table, bent down slightly as he clutches his jaw. He looks up at her, but Serra has backed up... and suddenly she baseball slides toward him, under the bottom rope and OUT of the ring! The fans go wild as Reya connects with her opponent, making him fly into the barricades!! The Herald lands on the ground, flinching but proud of what she's just done. Thinking ahead, Reya then carefully pushes herself up to her feet and towards the ring.
Jill Matthews: That was amazing! What talent Reya has!
Vince Walters: All she did was slide out of the ring...
Jill Matthews: At the perfect spot and time! It was impressive, just admit it!
Vince Walters: Pfft, whatever.
As the commentators bicker, we see that Ocean has tiredly returned to the ring. Reya is now sitting atop the top turnbuckle, about to stand up on it to hit another move. But as soon as the tired woman goes to jump off, Ocean catches her for the last time of the night, as he then sets up his muscle buster! Orlando moves to balance himself on the apron whilst holding her up, before turning around and falling back to hit his Rip Tides!! They both fly toward the table and pool, but Reya lands smack dab in the middle with Ocean not far away! This is the table right in front of the commentators, and once both competitors fell through, a wave of holy water flew up and smashed into Jill and Vince!! The crowd simultaneously gasps, as a sputtering Vince cries out...
Vince Walters: Well ladies and gentleman, finally Jill can say another woman caused her to get wet!
Jill Matthews: I'm surprised you aren't melting, Vince...
Vince Walters: Not even holy water can get rid of me! Haha!
Jill Matthews: Fu-... anyway, it looks like this match has come to an end! The crowd isn't exceedingly pleased, but it was a very good fight!
Tom Davis: The winner, due to throwing his foe through a table and into the pool of holy water... Orlando Ocean!!
Vince Walters: Great. Awesome. Now let's go to a damned commercial so we can change into dry clothes. Well, I can... Jill, you can stay like that.
Jill Matthews: ....we'll be right back...
Tom Davis: The following bout has been made to be an... er... "Wet Tables Match", where the first competitor to throw their opponent through the tables we have set up in large pools of... holy water... will win.
Vince Walters: Hell yes! We get to see Reya get wet!
Jill Matthews: Oh lord... who came up with something like thi-
Tom Davis: I have also been informed that this match is a present to Orlando Ocean via... his "Majesty"?
Jill Matthews: I have a feeling that means our VP... how will Ocean deal with this?
On cue, "Never Look Back" by The Nearly Deads suddenly roars throughout the arena, and the crowd erupts into more cheers than jeers for Orlando. Ocean slowly walks out on the stage with his hands in his black leather jacket's pockets. Strapped to his right hip is The Requite. He scans the crowd for moment or two to see how full the arena is, before he then walks down the ramp as Tom Davis continues...
Tom Davis: Thus... first to the ring, weighing in tonight at 275lbs and hailing from Saginaw, Michigan... he is the Rip Current, Orlando Ocean!
Orlando slides into the ring, under the bottom rope, and walks across the ring. He drops off his jacket and The Requite to a ring aid before turning back around waiting for his opponent to come out, glancing around at the tables curiously. As he does so, "Unbreakable" by Fireflight starts playing, and all-white pyro goes off at the top of the ramp.
Tom Davis: And his opponent, weighing in tonight at 135lbs and hailing from LA, California... she is the Herald of Holiness, Reya Serra!!
The pyro ends and out walks Reya Serra, wearing skin tight white pants and a matching white top, along with her friend Paxar Vega who is wearing a similar red ensemble. The fans go wild at the Herald's appearance. The two women then walk down the ramp, waving and giving high fives to members of the excited crowd, before Reya slides into the ring, Paxar remaining at ringside. As she stands in the middle of said ring, Reya bows her head in prayer while she awaits the start of the match.
Vince Walters: I'm excited. Excited in the dirtiest way.
Jill Matthews: You're a pig, Vince. Reya is a respectable, talented woman who... unlike many women in this profession... isn't a total whore.
Vince Walters: Which is exactly why I'm excited! I hope she's the one who goes through the table and falls into the water! Hello! White shirt plus water? Hot damn!
Jill Matthews: Speaking of the water... if Vanessa really did make this match, why would she make it be holy water of all things?
Vince Walters: To test to see if Ocean burns? Though I don't see why they'd add water to this match, when the Ocean is always wet. Get it? Hah!
Jill Matthews: ...you're an idiot, Vince. The crowd behind us literally just groaned in unison at that lame joke...
Vince Walters: Know what else is a joke?
Jill Matthews: What?
Vince Walters: Your commentary skills. Ha!
Jill Matthews: Screw you.
On that rather pleasant note, the bell rings and the camera snaps to the ring, where we see Ocean and Reya circling each other. Serra studies Orlando, but he is first to lurch forward, going for a clothesline. But Reya ducks under his arm and moves a few steps forward, before twisting around.... only to be met with a big boot! Serra doubles over and grimaces, as Ocean suddenly whips a knee strike into her face! The Herald's head shoots up from the doubled over position, and she stumbles back... but Orlando doesn't stop there. The Rip Current grabs hold of Reya then and hits an overhead belly to belly suplex! She is sent outside of the ring, but twists her body enough to lessen the impact and keep from landing on the nearest table. A few seconds pass, but she recovers.
Jill Matthews: Yes! Reya's still safe and moving back into the ring! The Herald won't be taken out that easily!
Vince Walters: And now Ocean's dragging Reya to her feet and... he applies a bear hug... but...
Jill Matthews: ....why is his face in her chest for this?
Vince Walters: That lucky bastard!!!!
Jill Matthews: You mean that damned pervert! Outside of the ring, Reya's friend Paxar is shouting at him. And it looks like Reya finally noticed, and she chops him in the side of the neck!
This move causes Ocean to let go, and Reya catches her breath, before whipping a leg out for a strong superkick! Her signature Reya Light causes Ocean to stumble slightly, but Serra pops him with another! And then she twists her body to hit a roundhouse kick! Orlando spins into the corner and groans in pain, Reya glancing up toward the sky as though expressing a silent thank you, before moving away from her foe. The Herald moves to a nearby turnbuckle and climbs atop it, waiting for her opponent to stand, before jumping off for a missile kick. But Ocean catches her across his chest!! The nearest table and pool are his aim, as he goes to throw her but in a split second, Reya counters HIS counter with her Serra's Blessing, a tornado DDT! She then quickly moves to forcefully roll him out of the ring, towards the table... but Ocean catches the ropes and swings his body away from the edge of the ring!
Vince Walters: I'm getting bored, when's Reya going to get soaked?!
Jill Matthews: Or Orlando.
Vince Walters: Ha, yeah right. Ocean's looking pretty confident at this point. He's on his feet already even after that!
The Rip Current is looking peeved, as he bursts forward, toward Reya. He slams a fist into her jaw, and Reya falls back but catches herself. She dodges another right by Ocean, before whipping a side kick into his side. Orlando flinches, holding his side but jerking back to avoid a right by Reya. He then hurries back and moves outside of the ropes. He grabs hold of them, about to use them as momentum for a move... when Reya runs forward and pops him with a dropkick!! Ocean flies off of the apron and lands RIGHT beside one of the table and pools! He looks at it, shocked, as the crowd chants Reya's name.
Vince Walters: Holy shit, that was close...
Jill Matthews: Wow, that was lucky!
Ocean moves to his feet dizzily, before heading back to the ring and climbing up the stairs and onto the turnbuckle. He stands atop it, but Reya is watching him carefully. So when Orlando jumps off for an axehandle, hie opponent catches him with a kick! This stops him in his tracks, and Reya then hits her Golden Silence! The jawbreaker stuns Ocean, and Reya swiftly shoves him toward the corner. A table lies nearby, and she manages to roll her foe out of the ring. But he lands slightly on his feet away from the pool and table, bent down slightly as he clutches his jaw. He looks up at her, but Serra has backed up... and suddenly she baseball slides toward him, under the bottom rope and OUT of the ring! The fans go wild as Reya connects with her opponent, making him fly into the barricades!! The Herald lands on the ground, flinching but proud of what she's just done. Thinking ahead, Reya then carefully pushes herself up to her feet and towards the ring.
Jill Matthews: That was amazing! What talent Reya has!
Vince Walters: All she did was slide out of the ring...
Jill Matthews: At the perfect spot and time! It was impressive, just admit it!
Vince Walters: Pfft, whatever.
As the commentators bicker, we see that Ocean has tiredly returned to the ring. Reya is now sitting atop the top turnbuckle, about to stand up on it to hit another move. But as soon as the tired woman goes to jump off, Ocean catches her for the last time of the night, as he then sets up his muscle buster! Orlando moves to balance himself on the apron whilst holding her up, before turning around and falling back to hit his Rip Tides!! They both fly toward the table and pool, but Reya lands smack dab in the middle with Ocean not far away! This is the table right in front of the commentators, and once both competitors fell through, a wave of holy water flew up and smashed into Jill and Vince!! The crowd simultaneously gasps, as a sputtering Vince cries out...
Vince Walters: Well ladies and gentleman, finally Jill can say another woman caused her to get wet!
Jill Matthews: I'm surprised you aren't melting, Vince...
Vince Walters: Not even holy water can get rid of me! Haha!
Jill Matthews: Fu-... anyway, it looks like this match has come to an end! The crowd isn't exceedingly pleased, but it was a very good fight!
Tom Davis: The winner, due to throwing his foe through a table and into the pool of holy water... Orlando Ocean!!
Vince Walters: Great. Awesome. Now let's go to a damned commercial so we can change into dry clothes. Well, I can... Jill, you can stay like that.
Jill Matthews: ....we'll be right back...