#front suplex slam

[yanderemommabean]

Mama I would suplex a boulder for a follow up to the yandere virus post pls pls pls 🥺

You can’t even think. First you’re in the hallways trying to get to your own bed, now you’re being forced into kissing and swapping tongues with two very eager women whose hands are becoming more and more invasive and demanding. Phoebe was more aggressive about how she kissed you. Her tongue lapped and flicked the roof of your mouth and coaxed out near pathetic mewls and whimpers, while Sadie made it her job to steal you away when Phoebe needed to breathe. Sadies kisses were just as eager but not as intense, like she was savoring every bit she could. Both truly intoxicating in their own right. 

You can’t even bring it in yourself to fight. Something about all of this was intoxicating (as well as terrifying. You were sure even if you did fight harder, that shock collar would make this a lot worse. Perhaps it’s best to try and enjoy what you can?) Their touches were demanding, grabbing at you and roughly yanking your shirt off. 

“N-No” you stammer, trying to reach up and cover yourself but Sadie easily pins your wrist back down, shushing you softly as Phoebe begins to feel up your breasts. 

“Shh shh shh. You’re so pretty baby. So needy and desperate. Look how hard your nipples are already! Clearly you need us to help with this. You’re so pent up, kisses is all it took to make you like this” 

Your cheeks burn, your face feels like it was molten hot, and you hated that they were right. You couldn't exactly get off lately with the stress of school and the fact that, you know, they’re your bullies. You gasp wetly as Phoebe takes a nipple into her mouth, sucking and flicking her tongue over your sensitive bud, moaning in satisfaction as you feel your body tense and your hips raise off the bed. 

Sadie just giggles, sliding her hand down into the front of your panties. You were humiliated at how wet you had become, the slick stain on the fabric being all the proof they really needed that you liked this, even if you were fighting it. You can only cry out and gasp into their shared possessive kisses, Sadies fingers rubbing teasing and slow circles on your clit before dipping lower to feel your drenched folds, her middle finger circling your hole as it flutters. Phoebe placed her fingers into your mouth to hush you, her mouth working on your other nipple as she indulged herself in every noise you made for them. It’s a shame you have to be quiet this time, but once they’re able to, you’ll be moaning until your throat is raw. 

Phoebe crawls up to push you back into Sadies lap, grinning like a wicked demon as she looks you up and down. “I know we told Naomi we’d wait but…a little taste won't hurt right? I mean she’s so cute! Desperate and mewling like a little kitten, perhaps that's a better pet name instead?” 

You arch once again as Sadie begins to suckle and bite on your neck, her fingers pressing in faster circles as she teases your dripping pussy. You couldn’t form a singular thought, not even one of protest- as if your body wasn’t betraying you anyway. A choked moan leaves your throat as Phoebe slides down, holding your legs apart. She admired every mark and blemish on your skin, her fingers possessively gripping the flesh as he kissed up and down, from the apex of your hips to your calves, making herself comfy between your thighs as Sadie made sure your arms were held down tightly. “I think regardless she makes such a cute little pet. Look at how she writhes and cries out, she’s so sensitive! Naomi really needs to hurry up, she doesn’t know what she’s missing”. 

You try in vain to slam your legs closed as a last ditch effort to defend yourself, but with how easy they managed to do everything thus far? It was pretty much laughable. Phoebe just toys with your lips, dragging her finger up and down as she watches your hips twitch and your stomach tighten, her mouth watering. “Oh she’s missing such a pretty sight. Y/N’s so wet, I bet she could cum just from her nipples being toyed and played with! Oooh, does our puppy want to test that out? Or do you want something better?” 

You swallow, wincing as Sadie massages your breasts and bites into you again and again like she’s trying to brand you. Not to be a smart ass or anything but the collar more or less does that already. “J-Just, please, I-I” “Aww, don't be scared! You’re doing so well! C’mon” Sadie coaxes, her hands traveling down to also play with your pussy, watching as your hips act on their own to roll up against her hand as Phoebe watches with hunger and amusement. “You’re being so good, Y/N. You can keep being good can’t you? Just let us take care of you, melt all that stress away” 

“P-please!” you cry out, only to feel Phoebe grip your face and steal another kiss, her voice going low as she whispers in your ear “You’re cumming for us, one way or the other. If we have to tie you down with those wands and vibrators and drain you dry, we will. I suggest you behave unless you want to watch me lose my patience”. 

You make a noise of resentment and fear in the back of your throat, knowing that they were more than capable of having you tied down and at their mercy. You wince as both women begin to kiss up and down your body again, biting and marking wherever they wished, making you jerk and hiss when their teeth break the skin. 

Before Phoebe could pull away to threaten to act on that scenario she mentioned, having been impatient for your response, the door is knocked on and Naomi enters, a sultry smile on her face at the sight of you, barely clothed and clearly being enjoyed by the other two. 

“Well…I hope I didn't miss too much,” She says, locking the door and beginning to remove her outfit. She comes to grab your face, stealing a heated kiss that once again takes your breath away, only pulling away when she absolutely had too. Naomi admires you for a moment before giving Phoebe and Sadie a certain look, before saying “Well? What are we waiting for? It’s a three day weekend, so let’s get started” (-Mommabean, I hope you liked it! Sorry if it wasn't super spectacular I got some home stuff bothering me and I had to kinda rush! Still, this was fun!)

[kairilov3]

hi! i am in desperate need of a liv morgan x fem gf reader. really cute and fluffy, maybe where they reunite after the reader has been gone a couple months and she comes back helping liv against rhea. (im just in need of soft livvy 🥺🥺)

Sure! You got it.

The Return of the Bird Lover

(Liv Morgan x Fem!Reader)

WN; Request, fluffy

The arena was roaring with energy, but there was an undeniable tension in the air as Liv Morgan lay defeated in the center of the ring, clutching the Women’s World Championship tightly to her chest. She’d managed to retain it, but barely; the match had left her completely drained. Rhea Ripley stood over her, eyes flashing with anger and determination. She hadn’t forgotten that Liv had taken the title she believed was rightfully hers. And tonight, it seemed, she intended to make Liv pay.

as Rhea reached down, preparing to unleash her rage, the lights dimmed, and a familiar entrance theme blared through the arena speakers. The crowd erupted, cheering louder than ever. Rhea stopped, glancing toward the ramp with a mix of frustration and disbelief.

You appeared at the top of the ramp, a fierce look of determination on your face as you sprinted toward the ring. After months off-screen due to a leg injury, you were back, and you weren’t about to let Rhea have her way with Liv.

Sliding into the ring, you positioned yourself protectively in front of Liv, raising your fists. Rhea sneered, unfazed, and the two of you squared off, meeting in the center of the ring in a flurry of punches and elbows. The crowd was on fire, every hit feeding the electric atmosphere. Rhea was as strong as ever, but you refused to back down, each punch fueled by the need to protect your partner.

Finally, after ducking one of Rhea’s strikes, you wrapped your arms around her and, with a surge of energy, delivered your signature suplex slam. The impact was enough to send Rhea rolling out of the ring, clutching her back, her glare filled with fury as she staggered up the ramp. She pointed at Liv, her voice echoing a silent promise for revenge— she would take back what she’d never lost, and she’d make Liv pay dearly for it.

As Rhea disappeared backstage, you turned to Liv, who was still sitting on the mat, clutching her championship with wide, tear-filled eyes. The moment she saw you, she scrambled to her feet and practically threw herself into your arms, hugging you so tightly it was as if she were afraid you might disappear again.

“Oh my God, you’re back!” Liv’s voice was filled with emotion as she buried her face in your shoulder, refusing to let go. “I thought… I thought you’d be out for so much longer.”

You smiled softly, wrapping your arms around her. “There was no way I’d stay away any longer. Not when you needed me.”

Liv pulled back just enough to look at you, her eyes shining with adoration. “I missed you so much,” she murmured, her hands still clutching at your shirt as if grounding herself. “Everything was so bad without you by my side.”

She rested her head on your shoulder, pressing soft kisses to your cheek, lingering with each one. It was as if she was making up for every moment you’d been apart, her affection warm and clingy, unwilling to lose contact with you even for a second.

You smiled, rubbing gentle circles on her back. “I’m not going anywhere, Liv. We’re back, and we’ll face whatever comes together.”

Liv pulled back to look at you, her grip on your hand unwavering as she held the Women’s World Championship in her other arm. “Rhea will definitely not stop here.” she said, her voice wavering slightly. “She will take everything from me.”

You squeezed her hand reassuringly, determination hardening your gaze. “Shhh, it's okay. She can't hurt you anymore as long as I'm here.”

The crowd watched as you and Liv raised each other’s hands in victory, a united front against whatever lay ahead. Liv’s hold on your hand remained tight, her clingy affection serving as a reminder of how deeply she valued your presence. Together, you faced the crowd, your bond stronger than ever, ready to defend each other and that championship against anyone who dared to try.

At that moment, the rest of The Judgment Day arrived at ringside, showing their support for Liv. Finn Balor smirked, nudging Dominik’s arm and nodding toward the ring with a teasing grin. “You’re out of luck, Dom,” Finn said, clearly amused at the reunion he’d just witnessed. "Her girlfriend has come to reclaim her position."

Dominik sighed, rolling his eyes, but couldn’t help the small smile that crept onto his face as he watched Liv cling to you. Liv’s happiness was contagious, and the group’s dynamic felt stronger than ever with you back by her side. As The Judgment Day stood united, they knew Rhea would be back, but together, they were more than ready for whatever came next.

[identifying-wrestling-moves]

Can you explain the difference between a Falcon Arrow and a Michinoku Driver? I always get them mixed up

Sure thing, friend!

Okay so the difference between the two is the position that the opponent is lifted from. With a Falcon Arrow, a front face lock is applied and the opponents arm is then drapped over the neck of the attacker, similar to a Brainbuster or a Vertical Suplex.

With a Michinoku Driver II, the attacker reaches between the opponent legs with one arm and will grab the back of the head or the shoulder with the other arm. Then they will scoop up their opponent like one would with a traditional Scoop Body Slam.

Both moves have a similar ending, with the opponents back (or if they wanna get real spicy with it their upper back, shoulders and neck) driven into the mat.

(I assume you mean a Michinoku Driver II here, since that's what people usually are referring to when they say a Michinoku Driver and the original Michinoku Driver is quite different from both of these moves)

Hope this clears things up a bit! Thanks for the question!

[firstknightvulion]

More unhinged shipper Aerith.

Cloud and Tifa stand in the threshold of Tifa’s hotel room at Gold Saucer. Awkwardly. They fidget and glance at each other, happy but with a cloud (lol) of nervousness hanging over their heads.

Cloud: I…I had really good time.

Tifa: Me too! It was, um, really nice!

Cloud: *smiling earnestly* It was. Um, good night. *turns to walk away*

Tifa: *a little desperately* Wait, Cloud!

Cloud instantly turns to Tifa but moves too fast and collides with her. She stumbles back but his arms shoot out like lightning, stopping her fall and pull her into an embrace. Time stills. The world recedes. The two stand in each other’s arms, only the sensations of one another existing in this moment.

And sound of someone going “yes, yes, yes” excitedly from another room.

Tifa slowly looks up at Cloud. Her eyes yearning, her cheeks red, her breath quick and shallow. Cloud looks into her eyes, the same emotions churning across his face. Their lips inched closer.

Then reality flooded back into their space like the ocean rushing into a sinking ship.

Tifa: *quickly pushing herself away* I wanted to say thank you for such a wonderful time.

Cloud: *staring at her helplessly* Of course. *shuffling from side to side* Night.

Tifa: *sadly* Good night.

Aerith: OH COME THE FUCK ON!!!

The door of the hotel room next to Tifa’s is kicked open. Into the hallway steps a VERY irate Aerith, glaring daggers at the both of them.

Aerith: That moment was fucking perfect! You don’t just walk away from that! You need to kiss, you fucking virgins!

Cloud and Tifa stare in stunned silence as Barret and Cid burst out of the same room Aerith came out of. They attempt to restrain her and to everyone’s (except Aerith’s) shock, she easily fights them off. She kicks Barrett back into hotel room and slams Cid’s head through a wall.

Aerith: You ruined it with your weak ass crap! You should be in pound town right now!

Yuffie appears in cloud of smoke behind Aerith, while Vincent materializes out of the shadows in front of her. In an instant it was over. With an almost casual backhand, the flower girl knocks Yuffie to the floor. Vincent attempts to reach out to her but before anyone could blink, Aerith was behind him, arms around his waist. The German Suplex that followed was truly epic.

Aerith: *standing up, her shoulders slumped* Kiss…*turning around to face a terrified Cloud and Tifa* KIIIIISSSSS!!!

Red XIII jumps from the shadows but Aerith shadow steps behind and grabs him by the tail. Cait Sith appears to help only to get taken out but the large, furry, red bullet hurled his way.

Aerith: Do you turbo virgins need a demonstration?! I’ll get a strap! I’ll show you how it’s fucking done! I’ll—

Barret, Cid, Yuffie and Vincent dog pile Aerith, each taking a limb.

Aerith: You can’t stop this! They need to love each other! I’m just trying to make them happy!

The clusterfuck moves its way back into the other hotel room.

Barret: Get the Chocobo Tranquilizer!!!

Cid: How much?!

Barret: ALL OF IT!

Yuffie: She’s biting me! SHE’S BITING ME!!! Get her off, get her off!

Red XIII and Cait Sith run past Cloud and Tifa. Red XIII offers them a pained smile.

Red XIII: I hope you had a pleasant evening. *closes the door behind him*

I might be slightly projecting and using Aerith as a mouthpiece. This was fun to write.

Edit: Visual representation of Aerith fighting off the party.

Edit: Edit: So imagine my surprise when part of my fanfiction actually happened during the game. Just involving Cait Sith and Yuffie in Gongaga.

[warball-boyz]

CHAPTER 2!

Gayns sprinted in the zig-zag of the Boar's Leg run as the team crashed into each other. Ogres on orcs on trolls on dwarfs on humans. In all respects it was an orgy but without the eroticism one imagines when hearing the word.

The Partizans' receiver, a human named Galzeen, expertly received the ball and started running. Gayns couldn't see the spectacular reception as he was pretending to be a blitzer.

On his left was Harrok, a stout dwarf with axe blades affixed to his gauntlets (as there was no technical rule that a player couldn't have weapons attached to their equipment), and on his right the KFTH captain and blitzer Pavyn. In front of then were three ogre blockers, a combined two-thousand pounds and half a braincell against a little over five hundred pounds and two-and-a-half fully functioning brains (Harrok's refusal to wear a helmet had taken its toll). Neither of the three had any more strategy than "avoid the fists", but greatly trusted in the fact that they were significantly smaller and faster than the ogres and could improvise something.

Harrok ultimately set about with his axe-gauntlets against the thick ironwood greaves of the ogre facing him, whike Pavyn conconcted an athletic grab-the-fist-mid-punch-and-hoist-himself-up-the-ogre-to-set-up-a-headlock manoeuvre. Gayns simply ducked under the fist, and rebounded off the flesh wall of the ogre, and laid flat. He realized he hadn't though fully through what he was actually supposed to do, and now was on the reactionary end of things. Thankfully for Gayns, he spent many childhood days rolling down hills, and this proved useful avoiding the fists and feet of the ogre.

Across the field, Galzeen was slowly progressing around the melee, the KFTH orcs proving a difficult wall to break even for ogres, while the trolls in the rear had trundled their way up to the largest ogres on the Partizans' side and began laying about them, rock hard fists colliding with not-quite-impervious stomachs and chests. If the fans got any wilder they would be relocated to a game preserve to keep the out-of-control gazelle population in check.

Gayns rolled wildly, and saw out of the corner of his eye his troll teammate Oluhg moving with glacial certainty towards him. While Gayns could dodge deliberate stomps, he knew he couldn't predict when Olugh would lift his feet, or where he would put them down. So he kept rolling, knowing the ogre would soon start to trade blows with Olugh that could fell forests, with Gayns an unfortunate squirrel about to be ingloriously evicted from his leafy sanctuary if he didn't move glades fast.

As soon as he felt the sun on his skin after being in a sweaty shadow of an ogre for the past several seconds, Gayns leapt to his feet and tried to make sense of his surroundings. He was in a relatively open space, and saw Galzeen hidden behind the ogre blockers, while the Partizans' human runners and blitzers had broken through and were trying to get into positions for Galzeen to pass them to. Gayns knew he couldn't reach Galzeen, but he could reach one of the human runners. He started moving towards the nearest one, hoping to limit Galzeen's passing options. But the human runner for the Partizans that Gayns had targeted was Halfed Margin, one of the team's best blitzers, a muscle-bound god who was lusted after by women for his looks and men for his physique (which was the same as his looks, but it made men who weren't certain of their sexual orientation more comfortable with starting at him for long periods of time). He saw Gayns bolting in his direction and decided he could make a show of it. He took off towards Gayns, and before Gayns could properly process what was happening, he was hoisted into the air and sent into what could only be described as a flying suplex.

"Well shit," was all Gayns could mutter before slamming face first into the turf, and briefly losing consciousness.

[for-male-readers]

nightwing x reader

the reader in this one is gender neutral for the most part, but since this is a male reader/oc blog that’s who it’s targeted to. thanks for reading! this is my second post for the week lol so see you next week with another oneshot or maybe another series installment who knows 

its short i know leave me ALONE 

    Meeting Grayson was one of the worst days of your life. Work sucked and it seemed the entire city was against you. Being in your line of work, it wasn't irregular to feel like that, but today was just one of those days. To finish off the night, some freakshow in an alleyway decided you looked ripe for a mugging and slammed you into a brick wall, head bouncing against it, hard. He held a dull blade to your neck and asked for your belongings. You sighed, trying to keep a sob down. You felt someone land at the end of the alleyway and start to say something, but you managed to slap the knife out of his hands and kick one of his knees in. You snapped your eyes to the end where the second stranger was standing, now frozen in the middle of his sentence, and decided he wasn't an active threat, so you spun on your heels and started walking back home.

   "Hey!" you heard before the same landing noise came from two feet in front of you. He was shorter than you but was wearing the most ridiculous suit ever. It was blue and black and his mask didn't help make him look any more serious.    "Don't 'hey' me, what the hell are you wearing?" you couldn't stop yourself before the sentence came out. He looked stunned like nobody had ever called his fashion sense into question before. "Whatever you want, you aren't getting it dressed like that."    "Ouch," he smiled, and even though he really looked stupid, it was so pretty. "I just wanted to make sure you were all right. You hit your head pretty hard back there." He shifted his weight like he was nervous but his face said otherwise; he was smirking.    "I'll be fine, I can take care of myself."    "I don't doubt that; I saw what you did back there." You stared right at him, unimpressed. He said it like that was the pinnacle of self-defense you could produce. "Not everybody can do that."    "Listen, dude, I've had the day of my fucking life, if you wanna get in my way too, be my guest. I need to feed my dog," you shoved past him, "Get lost."    You still felt his eyes on you as you walked away. That was on the corner of 37th and second ave, almost a year ago.    Unfortunately, that wasn't the first time you had to fight your way out of an interaction having to do with Grayson; a month later you woke up to TwoFace absolutely suplexing a bucket of ice water on your face.    "What the fuck?!" Great question, really, but it wasn't like you were in the capacity to ask a better one.    "Don't worry, no harm will come to you, so long as I get my NightWing, as promised!"    "You fucking slut, this is a fucking Armani dress shirt!" You kept moving the ropes tying your hands together to slip out of them. "Do you know how fucking much this cost me? I'll fucking kill you." You realized he didn't think to tie your feet down. Not that it would prevent the inevitable, but it would have slowed you down. You got your hands on his gun and threw it across the room, (for some reason, he was alone in this warehouse) and you simply knocked his ass out.    Grayson got there a few minutes later, to find you, hands covered in blood, and outside of the warehouse after managing to break the locks on the chains keeping the doors closed.    "Took you fuckin' long enough," you mumbled, again shoving past him. You waved at the other two heroes accompanying him, Red Hood and Starfire, you think. You had to peel the dress shirt off you before the walk home, though, because if you spent another second wearing it in the Gotham air, you were sure to catch some sort of cold.    "I can fly you home if you would let me," the alien said, obviously with kind intentions, but you refused.    "No, thank you, I have to do some thinking anyways, a walk would do me some good." Red Hood stopped you with a hand on your bare chest.    "One of us is gonna walk you home, dude." He didn't provide more details, so you walked past him to find where the hell you were to find your apartment. He silently followed you the whole way to your door. You thanked him later with a brand new rifle to the manor. He punched you in the face the next time he saw you. (Apparently, there's a no-guns rule for Batman and you got him in trouble).    Luckily, the manor accepted flowers and fruit baskets, so you could apologize for the thank-you gift. Batman got to know you through the two of his kids, Jason and Dick.    "Y'know," Dick said, leaning further back into you if that was even possible. "You could always come here with us." There'd been a series of break-ins that resulted in murders in your exact apartment building. You handled it, of course, but he didn't know that. He didn't need to know.    "And lose my firearm privileges? No, thank you." while you could definitely handle a threat without a gun, there was a sense of security in having one. Bruce might disapprove of it all he wants, but he can't make you get rid of them, no matter how much his son has sex with you.    "I'm sure Master Bruce would disapprove of your firearm possession, but he doesn't have to know either," Alfred whispered to the two of you. "I've my own, he doesn't know about it." You swore you could see a smirk grace his lips as he said it, but it vanished almost immediately. You and Dick shared a look, 'never cross Alfred'.    You did end up moving into the manor, shortly after a meeting with Bruce about weapons in which he allowed one gun at all times on his property, and you agreed. It's not like you needed any more to do some damage.    The only problem came when you and Grayson showed any form of PDA, even if just a tap-kiss, all his siblings would shout in protest, gagging in mock disgust, sometimes even throwing something at the two of you. Which, of course, only resulted in Grayson yanking you closer and deepening the kiss or whatever. Not that you were complaining, of course. You'd kiss him stupid if he let you, and he often did.

[paladin-of-nerd-fandom65]

That was pretty quick lol I got some more if that’s ok?

1: if there was a starburst comic/cartoon/manga, how would you write it? Do two volumes for both kids separately showing their origins & before they meet and then bring them together in like the third volume/chapter?

2: since you mention they like to wrestle, what’s their favorite wrestling move; also to perform on goons?

3: what’s the power level gap between mar’i & Jake? Since both are probably already in the puberty stage, I can see Jake being a little bit more powerful due to the fact boys are stronger than girls with our bone density & stuff. (Unless tamaranians are build different lol)

4: even though they don’t kill due to being heroes, if they were in mortal kombat, what fatalities would you give to the boys? I can see Chris summoning the Nightwing entity and have the dragon eat the upper half of the opponent similar to liu kangs dragon fatality.

5: silly question :p you mention earlier that Chris gets powerful when the moon is out, does he get powerful when he looks at someone’s bare butt? Get it full moon XD I can see Jake or Conner making that type of joke & making Chris laugh.

Bring it all on my friend @gothicghost2000 XD. I got plenty of imagination to o come around

1. I think that’s an ideal approach enough though if we take into account that first issues/volumes of any comic are meant to entice the reader into the actual team themselves, I’d do their respective origins on one or two pages each of that volume, with narration from Chris and Jake themselves to help give the reader their points of view before then cutting to the present day for their first adventure shown in the pages.

2. Chris Kent by his the nature of powers is an absolute powerhouse and despite having some acrobatic moments, has a fighting style that reflects that. Hence his wrestling finisher of choice and one of his go to finishers against crooks and goons would be the Jackhammer Slam, a suplex which he carries his opponent on one arm up high before then slamming them on the ground back first. Best demonstrated by real life pro wrestler, Bill Goldberg

Now as for Jake, being more nimble and flexible, his preferred wrestling finisher of choice would be the Diamond Cutter aka the RKO. Here, he’d have a well placed headlock with his hands on the back of his opponent’s head, then slide forward onto his back, slamming the opponent face first onto the ground. Part of its charm for Jake is that he can strike with that move out of nowhere and anywhere, his stealthiness being utilized to great potential. Pioneered by wrestler Diamond Dallas Page and refined by Randy Keith Orton

When the play wrestle and spar in some of their free time, the Duo would also perform these moves albeit dialing back the intensity to sure they don’t hurt each other for real

3.I’d say Mar’i by a very thin margin has a little bit more power than her baby brother only though since she’s about to enter puberty (or as the Tamaraneans dub it ‘Gradual Transition into the Transformation’) while Jake has about two to three years to go before he can do so as well. That being said, other than that small margin, the Grayson siblings are somewhat even in terms of combat prowess and ability

4. Oh yes, Chris would do that for a MK fatality while for Jake, his would be charging up an esrcima with a starbolt, ramming the taster tip of it onto his opponent’s chest, unleashing it’s full blast, frying the guy but truly finishing them off with another supercharged escrima starbolt on the back to compliment the front one, finally causing the unfortunate opponent to explode in a blue blast of electricity and fire, leaving behind only a lower body with its top charred to a crisp

5. As hilarious it sounds, naturally Chris won’t be gaining a charge up of his powers via someone’s rear end anytime soon lol. And yes, his brothers and best friend would tease him about it but he’d take it in good fun. He’d probably quip that if those ‘full moons’ did count, they’re be a lot more werewolves during the nighttime hours of the city since that’s what Mom Lois told him about when he’s curious about what are ‘Adult Clubs’ all about.

[91062854-ka]

Alexandria Calaway (Played by: Taylor Momsen)

Real name: Alexandria Leila Calaway

Ring name(s):

Alice Angel (currently)

Raven Black (formerly)

Nickname(s):

Alex (real life)

The Princess of Darkness

The Angel of Darkness

Devil's Little Angel

The Deadman's Daughter/Little Angel

Sister Abigail (by the Wyatt Family)

Born: July 26, 1990 (age 25)

Hometown: Death Valley

Height/Weight: 5'8"/121Ibs

Eye color: Blue

Hair color: Platinum blonde

Family:

Mark Calaway/The Undertaker (Father)

Jodi Lynn Calaway (Mother)

Sara Calaway (1st Stepmother)

Michelle Calaway/Michelle McCool (2nd Stepmother)

Gunner Calaway (Younger brother)

Chasey Calaway (Younger stepsister)

Gracie Calaway (Younger stepsister)

Kaia Calaway (Younger stepsister)

Kolt Calaway (Younger stepbrother)

Glenn Jacobs/Kane (Uncle figure/Godfather)

Romantic interest(s): Jonathan David Good/Dean Ambrose

Face paint: (this screen shot is from iHasCupquake YouTube video of her Alice Angel Cosplay)

Theme song(s):

Take it Out on Me by Thousand Foot Krutch (TNA)

In NXT and in WWE:

It starts with Alice humming,

Then Alice begins to sing, but it only happens during her debut promo, her official debut in WWE and during WrestleMania, (without the jumpscare at the end)

Then finally this song plays.

Wicked Enchantment by CFO$

Finishing moves:

Tombstone Piledriver

Kiss of Darkness (Lifting double underhook sitout facebuster)

Submission moves:

Hell's Gate (Triangle Choke)

Angel's Hell (Kneebar)

Angel's Gate (Armbar)

Signature moves:

Last Ride

Chokeslam

European Uppercut

Belly to Back Suplex

Diving Crossbody

Roundhouse kick

Superkick

Snake Eyes or Rebounds off the ropes on the opposite end and lands a big boot

Running Corkscrew Neckbreaker

Running Legdrop

Wheelbarrow Bulldog

Snap DDT

Running DDT

Corner Body Splash + One Leg Monkey Flip combo

Headbutts

Rope Stunner

Leaping Clothesline

Apron Leg Drop

Old School

Over the Top Rope Suicide Dive

Front Body Slam

Enzuigiri

Running DDT

Spinebuster

Friends:

Paul Bearer (before his passing)

Paige (off-screen)

Becky Lynch (off-screen)

Charlotte Flair (off-screen)

Sasha Banks (off-screen)

Bayley (off-screen)

Roman Reigns

Seth Rollins

Dean Ambrose (before falling in love with him)

Randy Orton (off-screen)

Triple H (off-screen)

Stephanie McMahon (off-screen)

Shane McMahon (off-screen)

Vince McMahon (off-screen)

Shawn Michaels

Big Show (off-screen)

John Cena

Brock Lesner (off-screen)

Paul Heyman (off-screen)

Nikki Bella (off-screen)

Brie Bella (off-screen)

Alicia Fox (off-screen)

Naomi (off-screen)

Tamina Shuka (off-screen)

Finn Balor (off-screen)

Kevin Owens (off-screen)

Trained by:

The Undertaker

Michelle McCool

Kane

Lita

Edge

Trish Stratus

Stone Cold Steve Austin

Triple H

Shawn Michaels 

Brock Lesner

WWE Idol(s):

Chyna

The Undertaker

Kane

Michelle McCool

Lita

Edge

Trish Stratus

Facts:

• Alexandria was inspired by her father and her uncle when she watched them wrestle when she was a little girl.

• Alexandria met her new stepmother when she was backstage while watching her father and uncle wrestle and formed a positive relationship with her.

• Alexandria met her trainers when she was in backstage waiting for her father with her new stepmother, so she knows everyone as she grew up in WWE her whole life.

• Even though Alexandria wears different black ring gears as Alice Angel, her signature piece on her every gear is a black headband with a pair of white devil horns with a semi-broken white angel halo. She also wears white angel wings, but only during WrestleMania.

• Since Bendy and the Ink Machine didn't come out until 2017, Alexandria came up with the name because her debut took place in 2015.

• Alexandria has a very good singing voice from years of practicing on how to sing when she used to take choir classes in school, her first career choice was to become a singer but later changed it to become a wrestler to follow her father's footsteps. She recorded her singing to hum a creepy song and used it as a part of her entrance in the wrestling world as Raven Black and later as Alice Angel.

• As Alice Angel, she has supernatural powers that are similar to Kane and the Undertaker's, but she still has her own powers, such as a siren song and basically has all the powers as Alexa Bliss once had. Because of this, knowing who her father and uncle are, and later knowing what she's capable of, she is just as feared as they are in both NXT and WWE.

• Alice is very good at manipulating, tricking and play mind games with her rivals to mess with them. She learns these tactics from Kane and the Undertaker.

• Alice can wrestle both men and women throughout her wrestling career.

• She actually appears in WWE twice before her official debut in 2015: Her first appearance was in 2013 after her father defeat Dean Ambrose and before the Shield can causes any more damage to him, Alice Angel appears and attacks the Shield, and saves her father from getting anymore injured. This means Alice Angel will come to WWE from NXT soon. Her second appearance was in 2014 during The Undertaker vs Brock Lesner match in WrestleMania 30, to distracted Lesner so her father can take the win, this implies that Alice Angel will soon later becomes Brock's new rival in their future storyline.

• Because of her supernatural powers and what she's capable of, the Wyatt Family believes that she is Sister Abigail who came to life before them. Alice uses this to her advantage and use them as her bodyguards, playing mind games with them as she unofficially becomes a member of the Wyatt Family. However, it is unknown if they're playing mind games with her, or if it's the other way around, due to how unpredictable Alice Angel and the Wyatt Family are.

• Alice Angel sat up the same way as her father and uncle did during her matches in both NXT and WWE to frighten her opponents, as well as appearing from under the ring to drag them to hell, doing the throat slit and crossing her opponent's arms the same way after delivering the Tombstone Piledriver, but she doesn't roll her eyes back like her father, instead she smiles sinisterly.

• Alice's Twitter account is @WWEAliceAngel. (It's not real, so don't bother trying to find it)

[nightsidewrestling]

D.U.D.E Bios: Honey Di Napoli / Honey Lucifarian (2021)

The Patient Zombie Honey Lucifarian

Same pic as Honey hasn't changed much.

The fifth of the seven, the always tired Honey, obviously, isn't the most energetic woman in the world, but she's energetic enough to choke someone out, including teams and stables full of people by using the power of Sloth. Once she knows you're tired enough to give in, she'll turn you into a zombified version of your former self.

"Oh, so Kirby didn't eat him alive."

Name

Full Legal Name: Honey Oriana Di Napoli

First Name: Honey

Meaning: Simply from the English word 'Honey', ultimately from Old English 'Hunig'.

Pronunciation: HUN-ee

Origin: English

Middle Name: Oriana

Meaning: Possibly derived from Latin 'Aurum' 'Gold' or its derivatives, Spanish 'Oro' or French 'Or'.

Pronunciation: o-RYA-na

Origin: Italian, Spanish

Surname: Di Napoli

Meaning: Means 'From Naples' in Italian

Pronunciation: dee-NA-po-lee

Origin: Italian

Alias: The Patient Zombie, Honey Lucifarian

Reason: Damien went a bit too far with creating Honey, accidentally 'murdering' her before 'reviving' her to make the 'Zombie' known as Honey Lucifarian.

Nicknames: Hon, Ori, Ana

Titles: Miss

Characteristics

Age: 26

Gender: Female. She/Her Pronouns

Race: Human

Nationality: Italian-American

Ethnicity: White

Birth Date: October 20th 1995

Symbols: Goats, The Colour Blue (of lighter shades)

Sexuality: Lesbian

Religion: Atheist

Native Language: English

Spoken Languages: English, Italian, French, Spanish

Relationship Status: Single

Astrological Sign: Libra

Theme Song: 'My Own Worst Enemy' - Lit (2013-2015), 'My Own Worst Enemy' - Get Scared (2015-)

Voice Actor: Angie Harmon

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Asbury Park, Monmouth County, New Jersey

Current Location: Unknown

Hometown: Asbury Park, Monmouth County, New Jersey

Appearance

Height: 5'6" / 167 cm

Weight: 150 lbs / 68 kg

Eye Colour: Brown

Hair Colour: Ginger

Hair Dye: One front strand dyed light blue

Body Hair: N/A

Facial Hair: N/A

Tattoos: (As of Jan 2021) 6

Piercings: Lobe Piercings (Both)

Scars: Appendix surgery scar

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None

Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Social Drinker

Illnesses/Disorders: None

Medications: None

Any Specific Diet: None

Relationships

Allies: (As of Jan 2021) Damien Lucifarian, Vi Lucifarian, Billie Lucifarian, Geia Lucifarian, Eli Lucifarian, Sara Lucifarian, Yeray Marino, Flo Marino, Bano Marino, Judi Marino, Rino Marino, Nat Marino, Mac Marino, Ros Marino, Zac Marino, 'Monster' Mike, Sakurako, Ash Thunder

Enemies: (As of Jan 2021) Kirby Kingston, Eddie Kingston

Friends: Viola Nye, Bienvenida Marino, Pelageya Winter, Elinor Herbert, Saraid Grady-Sullivan, Natividad Marino, Xanthia Winter

Colleagues: The AEW locker room / Too many to list

Rivals: John Silver, PAC, Marko Stunt, Jungle Boy, Riho

Closest Confidant: Barbara Di Napoli

Mentor: Damien Lucifarian

Significant Other: None

Previous Partners: None of Note

Parents: Kevin Di Napoli (46, Father), Novella Di Napoli (46, Mother, Née Capitani)

Parents-In-Law: None

Siblings: Enrico Di Napoli (23, Brother), Barbara Di Napoli (20, Sister), Walter Di Napoli (17, Brother)

Siblings-In-Law: None

Nieces & Nephews: None

Children: None

Children-In-Law: None

Grandkids: None

Great Grandkids: None

Wrestling

Billed From: The Underworld

Trainer: The C.R.C Wrestling School, Damien Lucifarian

Managers: Damien Lucifarian

Wrestlers Managed: None

Debut: 2013

Debut Match: Ida Llewellyn VS Oriana Gould. Oriana won via submission

Retired: N/A

Retirement Match: N/A

Wrestling Style: Submission Artist

Stables: The Lucifarians (2014-)

Teams: Post

Regular Moves: Roundhouse Kick, Diving Crossbody, Diving Elbow Drop, Suicide Dive, Step-Up Enzuigiri, Springboard Clothesline, Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker, Sitout Suplex Slam, Slingshot Somersault Senton, Naptime (Arm Trap Swinging Neckbreaker)

Finishers: Dirt Nap (Arm Trap Triangle Choke), Lullaby (Fireman's Carry Dropped Into A Knee Lift)

Refers To Fans As: The Slothful, The Slothful Ones, The Apathetic, The Apathetic Ones

Extras

Backstory: The often lazy but willing to participate Honey Di Napoli was raised in Asbury Park, New Jersey with a dream to see herself as a champion at WrestleMania, but upon seeing the way women are treated in American wrestling, specifically the treatment from the McMahon run company, she left to train in the C.R.C wrestling school and ended up meeting Damien and the other girls while there, and through multiple training sessions with the budding stable she decided to join the group. She became 'Sloth' and is the last to have joined the group before they headed to Canada and then ended up in America.

Trivia: Nothing of note so far

[heartsoulrocknroll]

NJPW Wrestle Grand Slam 9/5/2021

Skipping the first two matches, because I just don’t have time. 

Taiji Ishimori and El Phantasmo (c) vs. El Desperado and Yoshinobu Kanemaru for the IWGP Junior Heavyweight Tag Team Championship -- This was fun. The focus of Desperado and Kanemaru is Phantasmo’s leg in an attempt to take away his base for Sudden Death. This plan succeeds, as Phantasmo ultimately cannot stand to hit the kick, instead taking the boot off and attempting to hit Desperado with it. Desperado avoids and gets hold of the boot, sticking it on his hand and landing a huge knock out blow to Phantasmo, followed by Pinche Loco for the three count. New champs!!! Winners: El Desperado and Kanemaru 

Desperado sells pain in his hand from using the boot for that strike to Phantasmo. Backstage, he shows his hand to the camera, and there is a significant bruise.

Dangerous Tekkers (c) vs. Tetsuya Naito and Sanada vs. Hirooki Goto and Yoshi-Hashi for the IWGP Heavyweight Tag Team Championship -- This starts off with a little bit of nonsense, but they quickly get down to business. Zack goes nuts as soon as he tags in. Uppercuts and neck cranks galore!! Zack catches Goto out of a spinning heel kick attempt into an STF! That Naito and Sanada double team offense is what I live for. Elbow to Zack in the corner by Sanada! Sanada throws Zack into an elbow from Naito! Sanada dropkicks Zack in the back! Naito catches Zack with an inverted atomic drop! Sanada with a back drop suplex! Naito with that bEaUtIfuL jacknife roll up! Taichi sneaks a tag on Sanada's foot while Sanada goes to the top rope to land a moonsault on Yoshi-Hashi!!! Back suplex/chokeslam combo on Sanada by Zack and Taichi! Goto is in the ring to try to save, but Taichi takes him out with a huge forearm!! Naito is in the ring, but Zack grabs him in a Cobra Twist, while Taichi lands a superkick followed by Black Mephisto on Yoshi-Hashi!! 1, 2, 3!!! Winners: Dangerous Tekkers

Robbie Eagles (c) vs. Hiromu Takahashi for the IWGP Junior Heavyweight Championship -- Pumped for this!!! Overhead belly-to-belly in the corner by Hiromu. Hiromu drives Eagles into the other corner with a Death Valley Driver. Eagles ducks Hiromu's forearms. Low 619 to the leg, dropkick to the leg, then Ron Miller Special by Eagles! Hiromu hits a sunset flip powerbomb over the ropes and onto the floor!! Huge lariat and nasty reverse DDT by Hiromu!! Eagles hits a strong thrust kick and goes for the top rope, but Hiromu quickly scrambles across the canvas to grab Eagles' leg and prevent his climb. But Eagles puts him down with another thrust kick. 450 from the top to the leg by Eagles! Ron Miller Special by Eagles. Hiromu gets close to the ropes, but Eagles pulls him back into the center and locks it in even tighter. Hiromu taps! I didn't expect this, but I am not mad at it. Let Eagles have a good reign. Let Hiromu win the title back at Wrestle Kingdom or something. Winner: Robbie Eagles

After the match, Desperado challenges Eagles to a rematch for the Junior Heavyweight title, and offers Eagles and a partner of his choice a shot at the Junior Heavyweight tag titles in exchange.

Backstage, Hiromu is on the floor, devastated at his loss and saying that he sucks. Poor guy. He then repeatedly tells himself that he is awesome and that he will show everyone what junior heavyweight wrestling is all about.

Shingo Takagi (c) vs. Evil for the IWGP World Heavyweight Championship -- This is everything you would expect it to be. A lot of nonsense with some good shit from Shingo mixed in. The first 15 minutes are purely Bullet Club nonsense. Evil shoves Shingo into the guard rail in front of the timekeeper's table twice, knocking the table and Abe over twice. Shingo eventually gets revenge, sitting Evil and Togo at the timekeeper's table and shoving Sho and Yujiro into the guard rail and into the table, laying all four of them out. Red Shoes eventually threatens to call for a DQ to get Bullet Club to leave ringside. After this, there is finally some wrestling. Noshigami and a huge wheelbarrow suplex from Shingo!!! Shingo counters Everything is Evil into Made in Japan and goes for the pin, but Togo returns and pulls Red Shoes out of the ring. Togo chokes Shingo with a wire. Yujiro hits his shitty DDT on Shingo. Shingo kicks out!!!! But Evil lands on Red Shoes. Togo goes back to choking Shingo with the wire. Bushi runs out for the save!! Sho lands a chair shot to Shingo's head and a Shock Arrow. Naito and Sanada come to Shingo’s aid now! Evil threatens to hit Shingo with the belt, but Shingo wrestles it away from him. Beautiful strikes and a Pumping Bomber put Evil down before Shingo hits Last of the Dragon for the win!! Nice moment with LIJ all together in the ring for Shingo’s post-match comments, one guy in each corner of the ring surrounding the champ. Good stuff. Winner: Shingo Takagi

Backstage, Shingo references Ospreay parading around the US, making claims of being the real champ. Can't wait to see Shingo kick his ass.

[mayhemproduces]

It’s electric in the arena here tonight, our quartet of heels in the ring as each of the faces are in the crowd with the fans. Everyone’s losing their minds right now, Tomi’s up on the barricade singing along with the fans as Effy crowd surfs into the crowd and Tom Lawlor and Sam Holloway are hi-fiving everyone and chatting with the fans in the front row. 

The Hell on Earth card is a big deal to be on, and all four of our faces here tonight are soaking up the electric English atmosphere and making the most of this. Jarrett’s on the ropes, leaning over and yelling at them all to get in and start the damn match, Effy waving him off as he gets back to the ringside area. Everyone piles in and our wonderful referee calls for the bell- Dominic charges against Tomi, slamming her into the corner with a violent thud that knocks her off her feet, colliding with the ropes in a messy pile. Dom grabs Tomi by the shoulders and yanks her to her feet before slamming her with a chop that makes her collapse all over again. Lawlor leans over the ring to slap Garrini but only gets a stern warning from the ref as Dominic shrugs it off and slams her with multiple stomps to the midsection. Dominic Garrini peppers Tomi with a big forearm, before shooting her off the ropes, nailing her with a knee right to the gut on the rebound! Tomi clutches her gut, and tries to fight Dom off with a couple of right hands to the ribs, which stuns Dom, but as she tries to make it to her corner, Kevin Ku climbs into the ring and cuts her off with a roundhouse kick! 

Tom Lawlor charges across the ring, looking to save Tomi, and knocks both of them over the top rope with a HUGE pair of clotheslines! Violence is Forever hit the floor, and Tomi hits the ropes, before rocketing herself through the middle ropes with a Suicide Dive, taking out Garrini and Ku! Tomi & Tom aren’t wasting any time at all tonight, they’ve wanted to get their hands on VIF all week, and now the chance has arrived! Tomi shakes the barricade, shouting for the Detroit crowd to get fired up, and fired up they are indeed! Tomi gets Kevin Ku and picks him backup, rolling him into the ring, before Tomi whips Kevin into the corner, before Tom charges in, leaps, and crushes Kevin Ku with a huge back elbow, dropping Ku in the corner, before Tomi charges in and nails Ku with a HUGE Hesitation dropkick, nearly taking Kevin Ku’s head off! Tomi then picks Kevin back up, and locks him into a sleeper, before Tom hits the ropes, and takes Ku’s head off with a flying knee, at the same time that Tomi throws Ku backward with a Poison Rana! Ku’s head hits the mat hard, and Tomi pulls him away from the ropes, looking to end this one early!

1….2… Kickout!

Kevin Ku stays alive for the time being, but the Shooters have come to fight tonight! Tomi vacates the ring as Tom Lawlor takes over, picking up Kevin Ku, and sending him into the ropes, before catching him on the rebound, and planting Ku with a HUGE Sidewalk Slam! Lawlor into the cover again!

1….2… Kickout!

Ku out at two once again, and Tom Lawlor rolls to his corner, getting the tag in to Effy, as Kevin Ku makes the tag to Jeff Jarrett! Finally, we have Effy & Jeff Jarrett squaring off in an MPW ring! 

Jeff Jarrett is a little quicker into the ring, and he charges Effy, still on the apron. Jarrett tries to knock him down with a shoulder, but Effy jumps up and catches Jarrett with a body scissors, before leaning forward and trapping Jarrett into a Tarantula hold! Effy couldn’t win with this hold, but the tarantula in the ropes was one hell of a painful hold nonetheless! After a few moments of torture, Effy releases Jarrett, and rolls up to his feet, ducking a clothesline attempt from Jarrett before blasting Jarrett with a series of stiff punches to the head, before scooping up him and dropping him with a HUGE back suplex! Effy then gets up and hits the ropes, crashing down on Jarrett with a HUGE senton, crushing Jarrett’s ribs and going for the cover!

1….2… Kickout!

Jarrett out at two that time. Jarrett immediately gets up and rolls to the corner, using the ropes to get back to his feet. Effy charges Double J but eats a pair of double knees to the face as he does, stumbling backwards, allowing Double J to blast him with a big kick to the midsection, dropping Effy into the corner. These two men were swinging with all they had here tonight, both men going for the home run shots earlier, which holds true as Jarrett charges in and nearly takes Effy’s head off with a huge running boot! Effy’s head snaps back, as Jarrett parades around the ring, mocking our great MPW fans, before it looks like he’s setting up for another kick to the face. This time, though, as Jarrett charges in, Effy gets to his feet and sends Jarrett up and over the rope, and straight down to the floor, where the body of Jeff Jarrett lands with a thud! 

Effy gets to his feet, and wills the crowd to theirs, as he watches as Jarrett gets up on the outside, before hitting the ropes, running, and taking out Jeff Jarrett with a suicide dive! Effy and Jarrett crash into the guardrail together with a shocking amount of force! 

Effy gets back to his feet before immediately going underneath the ring, looking for toys, and coming back up with a steel chair, a wide smile on Effy’s face as he does. Effy raises the chair over his head before bringing it down on Jeff Jarrett, steel connecting with flesh and leaving a loud, sickening smack echoing throughout the Harpos Theater! Jarrett rolled around in agony in response, no stranger to hardcore, especially recently, but it’s hard to build up a tolerance to a steel chair! Effy continues to go to town on Jarrett with the chair, repeatedly catching him in the back with it, as Effy desperately tries to get away, as Effy chases him down. Effy sets the chair up and catches Jarrett with a couple of stiff right hands, before sitting Jarrett down into the chair. Effy climbs up onto the apron, as the fans are on their feet, and measures Jarrett, before charging him, and going for a flipping senton… but there’s no water in the pool as Jarrett moves out of the way! Effy crashes down onto the chair and onto the hardwood floor on the outside! 

Sam, Tom Lawlor, and Tomi Nickells all rush off the apron to check on Effy on the outside, as Jarrett rolls back into the ring, and invites Dom Garrini, Kevin Ku, and Satnam Singh into the ring with him, and as the babyfaces watch from outside, Jarrett, Satnam, and both members of VIF hit the Jarrett strut in the middle of the ring, punctuated at the end by Jeff Jarrett declaring “Ain’t we great?!” 

Sam Holloway, not wanting to take the mockery of Team Jarrett sitting down, hops on the apron and declares himself to the ref as the legal man. Referee Tom Dunn apparently just… accepting that, waves Holloway into the ring, and Jarrett points to Satnam, as it looks like we’re about to see the big men square off! 

The two men lock up, neither of these absolute behemoths moving each other here in the early going. Singh may have the height advantage, but Sam is just as strong as the giant, and they stalemate in the middle of the ring, breaking the lock up. Singh smirks at his opponent as they circle each other, Sam making a show of flexing as the two once again measure each other, before locking up again. Sam pulls Singh into a headlock, before Singh backs up into the ropes, shooting Sam off, and on the rebound, both men go for a shoulder tackle, but neither man can drop the other! A stalemate in the middle of the ring once again!

Sam and Singh go nose to nose, and there’s some words exchanged between the two, before Sam points at the ropes. An invitation, and one Singh takes, turning and hitting the ropes, going for the shoulder tackle again, but once again, both men bounce off one another, neither man leaving their feet. Sam’s turn now, and he charges the ropes, but Singh is right behind him, hitting the ropes right after Sam does, and as Sam turns around, Singh drops him with the shoulder tackle, a little misdirection from the the big man!

These men may be equally as strong, but Satnam Singh has the experience advantage, this is still technically Sam Holloway’s rookie year in Professional Wrestling, and the experience of Satnam Singh was on display there. Sam Holloway back to his feet now, and he hits the ropes, Singh dropping down underneath him the first time, before leapfrogging Sam on the rebound. Sam launches himself off the ropes, looking for a running crossbody, but Satnam Singh practically plucks Sam out of midair! Holy shit, Singh stops Sam’s momentum flat, marching around the ring with him for a second, before throwing Sam overhead with a BIG Fallaway Slam! The strength of Satnam Singh is unreal!

Singh grabs Sam again and throws him out to the outside, Singh electing to take this one here to the floor. Singh follows him out there and grabs Sam again, bracing him against the barricade before BLASTING Sam with a chop to the chest. Singh shakes out his hand, laughing the entire time, as the sound from the chop echos throughout the building here. Singh grabs Sam again, setting him up for ANOTHER big chop, there’s gonna be a Satnam Singh sized handprint on Sam’s chest by the end of this one! Singh nails him a third time, but this time, Sam responds with a chop of his own, equally as brutal as the ones Singh was just throwing! Sam then turns and hits the ropes, before launching his entire body into Singh, finally taking down Satnam with a MASSIVE shoulder tackle! Down goes the giant!

Sam gets up, and pounds on his chest  to celebrate, only to eat a Guitar right to the back from Jeff Jarrett! Down goes Sam Holloway!

Jarrett takes a moment to pose, raising the broken guitar high to show it off, before throwing it out of the ring, only to turn around, and be caught by a Sack Ryder from Effy! Down goes Jarrett, Effy into the cover!

1….2….3!

“Here are your winners, the team of Effy, Tomi Nickells, Tom Lawlor, & Sam Holloway!”

[biggoldbelt]

BFG News & Perks For Power Slam Front-Row Ticket-Buyers and Suplex Second-Row Ticket-Buyers – TNA Wrestling

BFG News & Perks For Power Slam Front-Row Ticket-Buyers and Suplex Second-Row Ticket-Buyers Press Release / October 18, 2024 / by TNA Wrestling Staff The excitement for back-to-back TNA Wrestling shows in Detroit on Saturday & Sunday, October 26-27 is sky-high, with TNA’s premiere event of the year – Bound For Glory – set for Saturday at the Wayne State University Fieldhouse. TNA Wrestling…

[angrymarks]

BFG News & Perks For Power Slam Front-Row Ticket-Buyers and Suplex Second-Row Ticket-Buyers

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[rickygoldman34]

Up next FTR vs The Young Bucks for the AEW tag team titles. Slow paced to start but it soon quickened in the champions favour taking it to the opponents. The bucks back in it pulling out double team moves. Cash Wheeler tries to tag out but couldn't just do it. Matt Jackson with a superkick on Dax Harwood knocking off the apron. Cash fought on but finally tagged in Dax who took over delivering german suplexs to Matt. The action continues,Dax with a sharpshooter on Nick Jackson but Matt breaks it up with a DDT from the top rope then a moonsault to the outside. Back in the ring FTR hit a double team piledriver but to no avail. This match went on for forever, Young bucks with an tombstone to no avail then multiple superkicks. A shatter machine from FTR to no avail. Double v trigger delivered twice from young bucks and a shatter machine of thier own. The match goes on as FTR hits a 2nd shatter Machine to keep thier gold with them.

Another match is Blackpool Combat club,Santana and Ortiz vs Eddie Kingston,Best Freinds and Penta El Zero Meido in a stadium stampede match. The brawl started right away,the match went everywhere as expected. Eddie went after Claudio as best freinds and Santana and Ortiz fought using a trash can. Eddie and Claudio also Wheeler and Chuck fight to the back. In the ring Penta and Moxley are in using a steel chair to cause pain,Moxley then took skewers out of a bag which Penta stabbed into Jons head. Eddie and Claudio brawl into the stands,Wheeler suplexed Chuck onto a guard rail in the parking lot. Moxley with a suplex onto Penta through a steel chair,Trent busted open,a ladder brought in as Chuck usea a umbrella on Claudio in the back. A barbed wire board brought in and Trent got slammed on it. Orange got stabbed with a fork and got busted open,a table gets brought in the match as a brawl breaks out on the stage. Sue Trents mother came out in her van as Pentas dark side came out and did a sunset flip off a ladder through a table. Back in the ring and Blackpool Combat club take over as Claudio swings Orange Cassidy. Trent and Ortiz go crashing through 2 tables on to outside,Cassidy back in and hits 3 superman punches he then wraps his hand in duct tape covering his hand in glass but Moxley blind sides him. Eddie comes out from the back with a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire. Orange hits another superman punch to land a victory.

To the next and its Toni Storm vs Saraya vs Hikaru Shida vs Britt Baker fatal four way match for the AEW womens title. All women looking great here Toni went after Sarayas mum in the front row,this caused Saraya to turn on Toni and beat her down Ruby Soho came out to break it up. Shida and Britt back in,Britt hits a stomp on Toni but it didn't get it done. Shida battled on and almost got the win but here comes Britt took hook in lock jaw,Toni in she tried use spray can on Saraya but Saraya hits rampage to claim the championship.

Lets go with the next one Sting and Darby Allin vs Christian Cage and Swerve Strickland in a coffin match. The heels quickly took over and tied Darbys hands behind his back but this didn't stop him as he hit a suicide dive to the outside, Christian takes him out with a steel chair. Sting with a leg drop from the ring apron onto Swerve through a table. Christian gets put in a coffin but the lid can't be closed,Luchasaurs and then Nick Wayne gets involved. Sting turned his attention back to Swerve. Darby goes for a coffin drop onto the coffin but missed,Sting with a scorpion death lock on Christian but Swerve stops him with a steel chair. The heels back in control,Sting in a coffin but stops the lid from shutting with his baseball bat,Swerve goes for a 450 but missed, Sting with a scorpion death drop on the coffin. Darby with a coffin drop to end the match thier way.

The next one to be on is Chris Jericho vs Will Osprey. Will started off in control but Chris soon stopped that very quickly with a suplex onto the ring apron. Chris took it to Will here with alot of chops ,Osprey with a 450 to the back of Jericho who was hung over the top rope,Jericho hits 2 code breakers but to no avail. Oz cutter from Will to no avail, Jericho hooks in the lion tamer as Sammy Guevara hits Will in the head with something, Will fought out to hit another cutter but couldn't get it done. Jericho fought on,storm breaker from Will but a Jericho kicked out so he hits another one for the dub.

[altf4dotwav]

Dispatch_1

How I got here is a mystery to me, but this dim room feels like it is all I've known for what feels like forever. In front of me is a softly glowing lamp on top of an old cheap computer desk that looks like it's from Walmart circa 2003. I'm in the most comfortable chair I've ever had the privilege to sit in, and I never feel compelled to leave. I could sit in this chair forever and whither into a husk for all I care, as long as I'm sitting here. This is the only thing that lets Me know that at least this isn't Hell. The room is small and circular, the lamp and the CRT monitor of the computer I'm writing this on are the only sources of light I have. It's bright enough that I don't feel like my eyes will disintegrate if I step outside (if there is an outside). It's cozy, intimate, desolate. I'm safe here.

I know there's a past Me that has experienced things, but this current Me is Who am I?

There's an old computer running Windows XP with Microsoft Word open. I minimize the program and My years of experience using this now outdated system rush through Me as the classic background of a green, grassy hill with a blue sky greets me in all it's 800x600 resolution glory. My mind flashes back to playing the pinball game and spider solitaire with My sister for hours in The Basement as kids and young teens. We would blast Bowling For Soup's seminal classic A Hangover You Don't Deserve and The Killer's Hot Fuss as loud as the tiny speakers would go. We had a TV in the corner with a Playstation 1 (eventually a PS2) and we even got cable hooked up to it after a while if someone was busy on the computer. We got a better computer later on, but that first one was the Everything Machine to Me as a kid.

The Basement was our lair that the 4, then eventually 6 of us, would use as a common area to give our Mom and Him the living room (for the most part). It's where we would do wrestling moves on top of the old mattress and pray one of us didn't crack their skull on the cement floor as we threw one another around with abandon. That mattress had seen PLENTY of Crippler Crossfaces, Figure Four Leglocks, Sharpshooters, Batista Bombs, Swanton Bombs, Power Bombs, Five Star Frog Splashes, Spears, Super Kicks, Suplexes, Belly To Belly Suplexes, German Suplexes, Tombstone Piledrivers, DDT's, Clotheslines, and Choke Slams. We would go until one of us got hurt bad enough or someone started to cry. We eventually stopped completely once we had too many close calls after getting too rowdy. It was always for fun, never to hurt (except when it was).

why are you talking about this???? you know what The Basement was besides your play room it hid you and your siblings away better than your room ever did it was where you witnessed The End of Everything stop thinking about this

I start poking around for a bit on the ancient looking PC, but I don't find much. There's nothing besides the basic Windows files needed to run the system and two programs consisting of Word and a program with a microphone icon labeled "Transmission." I don't recognize it at all but it's also the only other thing I've found in what feels like decades of searching.

After double clicking the microphone icon, an Internet Explorer page opens to a site with a black background and two words in red:

IN / OUT

I click IN and another page opens up with a Youtube video embedded into the black void of the background. I look up at the address bar to see what the URL is and there's nothing there. The video player looks like the old Youtube UI from around 2007. I click the Play icon. The video buffers for a moment then automatically goes into fullscreen, plunging the monitor into complete and total blackness.

Slowly an image starts to fade in. It's Me, whoever I am, standing on the sidewalk at the corner of a 4 way street under a hazy streetlamp at night. I know it's Me, but I don't know why.

I look up as if I know exactly where the impossible view of the camera is staring down. Those eyes find Mine and lock on. I was half expecting them to be black holes or something terrifying like a nightmare, but they were puffy and red. I had been crying. A look of anger, frustration, and sadness was slathered across My face. Fierce blue eyes bore a hole into Me as I recognized the look of pain and anger in them. It was a face I had stared into the mirror at for 23 years. I would throw insults and the worst things imaginable at this face daily. My eyes want to turn away, but can't. I eventually stop staring at Myself and turn to walk up a short set of stairs onto a wooden, covered porch attached to an old building. The building is a faded blue with chipping paint indicating how truly old it was. I know I live here. This is a Home but not Home. Where is Home? I can feel the muggy summer air on my skin as I watch Me sit on a tiny bench, head in My hands, still crying, only looking up to take hits from a cigarette between My shaking fingers while staring at a distance way farther than a thousand yards could ever do to describe it.

you were Pathetic no one wanted you you were broken alone you walked by the windows of the shops downtown as you went home from work and see yourself in the reflection you hated what you saw it made you walk faster but the reflection always followed no matter how fast you ran

The video fades out slowly on the image of Me getting up from the tiny bench and walking through a screen door leading inside. It ends shortly after the screen finally goes black. The tab closes without my doing so and I'm returned to two words again.

I click OUT and Microsoft Word opens from its minimization on the toolbar at the bottom of the screen, blinding me slightly at the jarring change from the black abyss of the previous page to the stark whiteness of the blank document popping up. A message starts to write itself on the page:

GET TO WORK WRITE WHAT YOU KNOW WHEN YOU'RE DONE HIT SAVE DISPATCH WILL RELAY MESSAGE GOOD LUCK CHOOSE LIFE

A new document opens with the file name Dispatch_1 and a prompt at the top of the clean white digital page:

Who are you?

And I start writing what I know.

How I got here is a mystery to me, but this dim room feels like it is all I've known for what feels like forever.

[solarsonicsoda]

Wrestlemania Main Event Reviews - Wrestlemania XXXIX (Sunday)

Roman Reigns (c) w/ Solo Sikoa & Paul Heyman def. Cody Rhodes for the Undisputed WWE Universal Championship in 34:29

First to the ring is Cody Rhodes as the crowd sings along! Lots of wide shots that make this feel like a really big deal. The sound of that “Woah!” though! Woah! Lots of pyro for Cody here, and commentary are fully letting the moment breathe. Cole only pipes up to let us know who Cody’s family are at ringside. Rhodes has an emotional moment holding his daughter in front of the crowd, then hands his weight belt to Brodie Huber. So sweet. I am actually mad at this finish all over again watching this but against my better judgement, I’m excited for Wrestlemania XL. Anyway, there's a bunch of pianists with their pianos on the stage and they start playing Reigns’ theme. As they finish, here comes the titantrons and then here comes The Tribal Chief with Heyman & Sikoa. I’m going to take a quick moment to acknowledge how beautiful this set is and how I hope XL’s set lives up to it. Loads of pyro for Reigns! I am already more invested in this than I was last year. Cole uses the exact same commentary tidbit of who reigned longer than Reigns with the exact same delivery. It's a good tidbit but that's hilarious. He lists everyone Reigns has beat as champion but leaves out Edge, Kevin Owens, Rey Mysterio, Bray Wyatt, and Xavier Woods. Still a pretty long list though admittedly. This crowd is hyped for Cody! Roman steps into the middle before we can begin to tell Wrestlemania to acknowledge him. 

Lock up and Rhodes has the upper hand until there's a rope break. Lock up again, Rhodes headlock and reverses a power-out attempt into a grounded headlock. Reigns rises back up, sends Rhodes off the ropes, but baseball slide and a slap to Reigns. He makes his way to the outside and speaks with Heyman. He tells him to smash Cody and he returns to the ring. Reigns gets a waistlock, standing switch by Rhodes but Reigns hits two elbows in return. Strikes in the corner but Rhodes dodges a running Reigns then hits a dropkick. He attempts a pin then targets the arm. Springboard by Rhodes but Reigns catches him with a powerbomb. No 3 but Reigns is in control now. Snap suplex by Reigns but it barely gets a 1. Another from Reigns and he waves at the Rhodes family. Throwing Rhodes to the outside but he skins the cat. Rhodes gets back in behind Reigns and throws him out. He goes for a running kick from the apron but Reigns catches it and drops him face first. He throws Rhodes to the ramp and hits a bodyslam on it. Rhodes reverses another and hits his own on the ramp! Fighting on the outside now, Reigns tries to send Rhodes’ face into the apron but he reverses it and does it himself. Some striking and Reigns is sent inside. Sikoa grabs a steel chair and hits Rhodes in the side as the referee is distracted. Reigns now hits a Drive-By Dropkick but only gets 2. Rhodes fights back against Reigns and comes off the ropes, but Sikoa grabs the legs and Reigns then hits a big lariat. Rhodes again kicks out though. Irish whip to Rhodes into the corner, then again he is thrown to the outside. Reigns clears the announce table very slowly. He sets Rhodes up on one before breaking the count. He stands atop one, throws up the one, then attempts a piledriver it seems. Rhodes is able to reverse with a back body drop through the other table though! Back in the ring, Reigns hits a forearm but Rhodes follows Reigns’ run-up to hit his own. He hits that dropdown punch, reverses a charge in the corner, and hits a scoop slam. The crowd goes wild before a Cody Cutter gets a 2-count. Stomps from Rhodes and Reigns gets out of the ring only to be met with a dive! Reigns is sent back inside but Sikoa hits Rhodes with the weight belt while the referee’s back is turned. However, he hears it hit and ejects Sikoa. Reigns grabs the weight belt as the referee tries to take it, allowing for Rhodes to hit a superkick and a Cross Rhodes, but it's only a 2!

Rhodes raises Reigns but he hits a jawbreaker and some strikes. He throws Rhodes out again and picks him up out of skinning the cat to hit a uranage. Rhodes kicks out at 2 though! Reigns lines up tor a Superman Punch but Rhodes reverses into a Pedigree! Kick out by Reigns though. Rhodes fires himself up, Reigns pushes him, he goes for the Disaster Kick but Reigns counters with a Superman Punch! Kick out by Rhodes! Reigns is doubting it, he lines up for the spear, Rhodes sunset flips though! Reigns is out but Rhodes locks in a Figure-4 Leglock. Reigns is in pain but he rolls over and Rhodes has to grab the ropes. Rhodes is up on the apron and the pair start exchanging strikes. Rhodes gets the advantage, drops Reigns with the rope and goes up top. He has to leap over a charging Reigns, he hits the ropes, but Reigns hits a spear! 1, 2, kick out! Grounded forearms by Reigns and then he locks in the Guillotine Hold. Rhodes is passing out but he keeps the arm up! Reigns responds by applying the body scissors but Rhodes is able to free himself! He rains down strikes on Reigns before accidentally taking out the referee. Reigns hits a Superman Punch but Rhodes hits a clothesline on the rebound. Both men are down but Rhodes rises first. He beckons Reigns up, prepares for the Cross Rhodes but the Usos intercept with superkicks and a 1D. They try to drag Reigns over Rhodes but here come Zayn & Owens! They fend off The Usos before hitting a Stunner and a Helluva Kick on Reigns! The Usos fight off with them, Rhodes drapes over for the pin as the ref comes to, but Reigns kicks out! Both men on their knees and they exchange strikes and headbutts. They continue onto their feet, Rhodes dodges a Superman Punch before hitting a Flip, Flop and Fly combo on Reigns! He hits a Cross Rhodes, then another, he wants a third as Heyman distracts the referee. Reigns backs them into the corner, when Solo Sikoa returns with a Samoan Spike to Rhodes. Reigns comes off the ropes twice, hits a spear, and 1, 2, 3. Oh. Someone throws a rubber chicken at Rhodes at some point. 

Pros: Big fight feel, hot crowd, exciting moments, pure face/heel goodness, Zayn/Owens get to appear Cons: Wrong winner, boring finish, Reigns maybe gets a bit slow with his methodical pace, though it works for Rhodes

This is definitely still a very enjoyable match, but man, that finish does it such a disservice. It's one of those matches that is really hot, enjoyably structured, and has some nice big moments, but it is all about it being that big finale where the face gets the big win. Taking away that final element makes for a definitely muddier match, and especially so with what I class as a pretty underwhelming finish. I just feel like if we HAD to do this, you do it with a more intense finish. I don't know. It's a good “American Main Event” style match performed well but damn, that finish still leaves a sour taste in the mouth.

3.5 STARS OUT OF 5