Post by MasterEvil on Jan 26, 2013 13:15:57 GMT
NICK PAGE
“The following match is for one fall. Introducing first, she hails from Los Angeles California and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds…NIOBE ‘NIGHTMARE’ MARTIN!”
As the opening of “Nightmare” by Avenged Sevenfold starts to play, the video flashes on the titantron of a camera panning up a grassy hill at night slowly until it gets to the top, panning from left to right, lightning flashing in the sky as the opening guitar rift plays. Niobe appears on the hilltop, standing with her legs shoulder width apart, arms down at her sides as she slowly makes her way down the hill before breaking into a run just as the beginning lyrics play...
Nightmare!
Now your nightmare comes to life...
Niobe comes running out from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp briefly to extend her arms out to the sides.
Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never…
As the lyrics of the song continue to play, she drops her arms and walks down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope of the ring. She stands up and throws off the hood of her jacket, pointing a finger at the crowd with a smile.
They say we wanted attention
Those five words of “Ignite” by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela immediately interrupts Niobe’s theme and causes her to glare at the stage to see their opponent.
We really need a platform to teach a lesson
Well hey you forgot to mention
We're living for the melody in our head
A purple-haired lady comes out from the backstage area with a black jacket draped over her shoulders. The fans gives out a rather mixed response to this woman they knew as one Robina Hood.
Oh are we pretentious?
Or do we have stories boiling in us?
Poor fool, you're not gonna get to us
We don't even notice this...
As that voice continued to sing she walks to the top of the stage and throws her arms up high in the air, causing the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the floor. She proceeds to make her way down the aisle towards the ring. Some of the fans cheered, some booed and some of the younger members stayed nervously silent as Robina walked pass them, her eyes not blinking away from her opposition.
I haven't seen the sun
In over sixty-seven days
The time is moving
With the heavens when I said to wait
The room is growing smaller
And the days are getting shorter
But I have to stay awake
Cause this could change the world
Suddenly a male voice began to sing, at a faster rate than the female voice that came beforehand, and as the voice sung Robina made her way to ringside. She was a bit slow to go over to the ring steps as the female's eyes remained fully focused on her opponent, almost as if planning when to pounce.
NICK PAGE
“Introducing her opponent…from Sherwood Forest…weighing in at one hundred and thirty-two pounds……ROBINA HOOD!”
And it's time to tell the people
When nobody will
It's time to bring the life
To what I've written with a quill
I must create, then innovate
And let it see the light
And when I'm done, I will be changing
Now watch me ignite!
She walks up the ring steps, halfway across the apron and steps into the ring as the song continued. Once in the ring Robina kept her eyes on her opponent, pointed a finger at him/her and states that “you're going to die!” but when ‘watch me ignite’ goes through the system, the female spins 270 degrees and punches the air, getting a louder yet still mixed reaction from the people in the arena. Miss Hood then simply stands there and glared her eyes towards her opponent as the referee pats her boots, checking for any weapons stashed in there, while her theme slowly dies out.
SHANE WEST
“Well here is the debuting Robina Hood and, if anything, she’s a bit unsettling.”
DICK HARRIS
“Hah! You think she’s unsettling, just look back at my old days back in Japan and you’ll truly see the definition of unsettling.”
Even though originally sounding cruel the purple-haired female extended her right hand out in some kind of sporting gesture.
SHANE WEST
“Well that’s quite nice, clearly Miss Hood respects the rather impressive Niobe Martin and it looks like Niobe is going to kindly accept this handshake…HEY! What was that red mist that came out Robina’s mouth!?! And its clearly hurting Niobe, what a cheap move!”
DICK HARRIS
“More like a smart move.”
Even though Shane didn’t like the move, the Asian mist clearly gave the forest-dweller the advantage as Niobe ended up being into a corner out of instinct. The senior official was about to reprimand the aggressor but the expression he got off Robina made him simply back off, turn around and signal for the bell to be sounded. With the match officially beginning the Brit has cornered Martin and began a barrage of elbow strikes to the face, forearm shots to either chest or face and stiff knee strikes to her gut. The Winnipeg native were begin to boo at this purple-haired woman but she clearly couldn’t give a rat’s arsed about any of the negativity directed towards her as she continue to pummel a rather defenceless Niobe until the referee finally had the guts to get between the two and push Robina back. After getting her back the referee told the female the basic ‘I’m not afraid to disqualify you’ warning but it was replied with “fuck off!” before Robina moved back towards Niobe…only to be greeted by Martin diving off the top ropes, clotheslining the younger female down. This was greeted by a loud cheer as Niobe got right back up, ran towards the ropes and bounce back to nail Robina, who just got back up to her feet, with another clothesline. This times Martin simply waits for Hood to stand before simply taking her down with another clothesline. The crowd were cheering heavily for Niobe as she climbed onto the top ropes but, with Robina in her current position, it would be impossible for her to hit either the Hallucination or the Phantasm Horror…so she jumped off to try a corkscrew elbow drop.
SHANE WEST
“Oh god Robina rolled out of the way. And I think Niobe has landed awkwardly on her arm!”
DICK HARRIS
“Well it serves her right for taking one risk too many, now it looks like Robina is going to capitalise on this.”
Indeed Robina plans to capitalise as she dragged Niobe out of the ring, towards the steel steps and placed her right arm upon it before pressing her foot down on Niobe’s hand so she can’t pull her arm away. The referee was demanding the girls to go back in the ring but Robina had other plans as she verbally taunted Niobe before raising her other boot up and slamming it down on her opponent’s elbow.
SHANE WEST
“Oh god how merciless, Robina is literally aiming to break Niobe’s arm!”
DICK HARRIS
“Not just any part of the arm, the elbow…destroy the elbow then your forearm, wrist and hand is completely useless.”
Even though the commentators were speaking Niobe screams of pain were very easy to hear and, if anything, this brought a rather captivated expression on Robina’s face. This expression was replaced by a grin as she raised up her foot again and began to repeatedly stomp down on Niobe’s vulnerable elbow, each stomp electing an anguished scream out of the Californian’s lips. After the thirteenth rapid stomp she moved off and quickly followed the obviously wounded Martin back into the ring as she rolled under the bottom rope. Possibly an arm submission would be more than enough to seal victory but the forest gal seem to have other plans as she grabbed and dragged Niobe towards the ropes by her blonde locks. Robina continued the dragging until she had her opponent sitting on the middle rope with her legs dangling on the inside while her chest was leaning against the top rope from the outside. The senior official was about to check on the condition of Niobe’s right elbow but the younger competitor had different ideas as she clutched the blonde’s hair again and drag it downwards, causing her throat to be deeply pressed against the top rope, before beginning a barrage of knee strikes to Miss Martin’s face. The fans were booing hatefully towards this and it was until the official’s count reached four that the newcomer finally stops her attack and backed away slightly, again having the official warn her with a possible disqualification.
DICK HARRIS
“He can reprimand her all he likes, I don’t think Robina Hood gives a damn.”
SHANE WEST
“This match is pass over, this girl should be disqualified and banned for such dangerous behaviour.”
DICK HARRIS
“I personally like this lack of care for the opposition, after all she haven’t broke any rules yet.”
SHANE WEST
“But what about just then? And what about the incident with the stairs?”
DICK HARRIS
“She had to five to stop and that’s what Robina did. She also had up to ten to get back in the ring and that is also what she did. So this purple haired lady isn’t breaking any rules of some kind.”
Robina was about to reach for Niobe but the official got in the way and demanded her to stop…which was met by being disrespectfully flicked off by the woman before turning around. The moment she turned around Miss Hood was met with some kind of superkick, but unfortunately the Brit caught the boot perfectly and spun her opponent around…only to be met with a rather devastating dragon whip. The crowd cheered at this surprise counterattack as Martin hastily dragged herself to the top rope and…BAM! She nails the Phantasm Horror, causing the entire arena to cheer greatly for this hurt girl.
SHANE WEST
“The Phantasm Horror! It’s over! Niobe’s arm is clearly hurt but she hooks the leg with her good arm. One…two…oh my god how did Robina manage to regain enough wit to grab the bottom rope.”
DICK HARRIS
“That’s ring sense for you Shane, Martin’s only flaw was that she forgot to keep Robina away from the ropes.”
Instead of complaining to the referee Niobe grabbed Miss Hood’s arm and locks in an anaconda vice. Now it is Robina’s turn to cry out in pain as Martin kept making the hold tighter and tighter, but still the purple haired lady chose to squirm and suffer over tapping out in her debut match. The crowd were chanting ‘tap’ are a loud rate and half of them booed while the other half clapped when Robina’s free arm was barely able to grab the bottom rope. Even though the face Niobe tightened her hold even more before finally letting go at the count of four.
DICK HARRIS
“See Shane, Niobe knew she had until the count of five so she took advantage…the only difference is that the people cheer her for it while they boo Robina for the exact same thing.”
And indeed the crowd were cheering for the woman from the City of Angels as she got up to her feet only to aggressively stomp away at her original assaulter. The official knew why she was doing this and reach for Niobe, accidentally touching her left elbow…this caused the female to turn around with a pissed off look on her face while clutching her elbow. Obviously there is some kind of injury there, the matter of it being either long-term or short-term is still unknown. But this slight distraction gave Robina more than enough time to get back up to her feet. But when she went for her Execution clothesline Niobe ducked causing the Brit to stumble towards the official yet stopping herself in time from knocking out the ref. When she turned around Robina caught the foot, that Niobe tried to kick her with, and spun it round but ducked this time, causing Martin’s dragon whip the knock the official out cold.
SHANE WEST
“Oh god, the ref has almost got decapitated right there! At least Niobe is checking on the official’s well-being…but hey, what are you doing over here Robina? Hey! Put down that chair!”
Robina picked up the chair and held it in a position that pointed it towards the floor while backing lightly towards the ring. Martin realised that the official wasn’t hit too badly spotted her opponent, bent over the second rope and reached for her enemy’s purple locks. CRACK!
SHANE WEST
“Oh my god! Robina just crashed that chair right between Niobe’s eyes…and look! She’s bleeding! Somebody goddamn disqualify Robina for such actions.”
DICK HARRIS
“Well if the ref haven’t seen it, then anything and everything is fair play.”
SHANE WEST
“But Niobe is bleeding! And look at that sick bi…woman, she’s smiling, as if excited about what she has done.”
And indeed Robina was smiling from ear to ear as she dropped the chair. Miss Hood slid into the ring and hooked both of Niobe’s legs, patiently waiting for the official to crawl over and start the count.
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2
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SHANE WEST
“What is Robina doing!?! Why did that sick woman stop covering Niobe!?!”
DICK HARRIS
“Maybe she doesn’t think its over yet.”
While the commentators spoke out the referee gather enough composure to stand up and try to check on the, obviously out-of-it, Niobe Martin. But before he could stand Robina pushed him out of the way and simply sat down on Martin’s chest, causing words of absolute hatred to spew out of Canadian crowd. The senior official didn’t want to do it but he began to do his count.
1
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2
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3
DING! DING! “Ignite” by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela began to play as the referee reluctantly rose Robina’s hand in victory as she stood up.
NICK PAGE
“You’re winner of the match…Robina Hood!”
The crowd were booing to high hell as Robina bowed towards them with a cocky smirk on her face while the EMTs rushed down to the ring to check on Niobe’s left elbow.
SHANE WEST
“I don’t think I’ve seen anything near the amount of disrespect shown by anyone, in their debut match, in my entire life!”
DICK HARRIS
“Disrespectful, yes, but she is damn near impressive.”
SHANE WEST
“I just hope Niobe’s injury isn’t too bad and that she’ll get her revenge on this woman soon.”
While the commentators spoke Robina Hood made her way to the top of the stage and cockily bowed towards the audience, electing another surge of boos from them before turning around and finally going through the black curtains. It wasn’t long after this that Meltdown faded out to a commercial break.
“The following match is for one fall. Introducing first, she hails from Los Angeles California and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds…NIOBE ‘NIGHTMARE’ MARTIN!”
As the opening of “Nightmare” by Avenged Sevenfold starts to play, the video flashes on the titantron of a camera panning up a grassy hill at night slowly until it gets to the top, panning from left to right, lightning flashing in the sky as the opening guitar rift plays. Niobe appears on the hilltop, standing with her legs shoulder width apart, arms down at her sides as she slowly makes her way down the hill before breaking into a run just as the beginning lyrics play...
Nightmare!
Now your nightmare comes to life...
Niobe comes running out from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp briefly to extend her arms out to the sides.
Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never…
As the lyrics of the song continue to play, she drops her arms and walks down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope of the ring. She stands up and throws off the hood of her jacket, pointing a finger at the crowd with a smile.
They say we wanted attention
Those five words of “Ignite” by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela immediately interrupts Niobe’s theme and causes her to glare at the stage to see their opponent.
We really need a platform to teach a lesson
Well hey you forgot to mention
We're living for the melody in our head
A purple-haired lady comes out from the backstage area with a black jacket draped over her shoulders. The fans gives out a rather mixed response to this woman they knew as one Robina Hood.
Oh are we pretentious?
Or do we have stories boiling in us?
Poor fool, you're not gonna get to us
We don't even notice this...
As that voice continued to sing she walks to the top of the stage and throws her arms up high in the air, causing the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the floor. She proceeds to make her way down the aisle towards the ring. Some of the fans cheered, some booed and some of the younger members stayed nervously silent as Robina walked pass them, her eyes not blinking away from her opposition.
I haven't seen the sun
In over sixty-seven days
The time is moving
With the heavens when I said to wait
The room is growing smaller
And the days are getting shorter
But I have to stay awake
Cause this could change the world
Suddenly a male voice began to sing, at a faster rate than the female voice that came beforehand, and as the voice sung Robina made her way to ringside. She was a bit slow to go over to the ring steps as the female's eyes remained fully focused on her opponent, almost as if planning when to pounce.
NICK PAGE
“Introducing her opponent…from Sherwood Forest…weighing in at one hundred and thirty-two pounds……ROBINA HOOD!”
And it's time to tell the people
When nobody will
It's time to bring the life
To what I've written with a quill
I must create, then innovate
And let it see the light
And when I'm done, I will be changing
Now watch me ignite!
She walks up the ring steps, halfway across the apron and steps into the ring as the song continued. Once in the ring Robina kept her eyes on her opponent, pointed a finger at him/her and states that “you're going to die!” but when ‘watch me ignite’ goes through the system, the female spins 270 degrees and punches the air, getting a louder yet still mixed reaction from the people in the arena. Miss Hood then simply stands there and glared her eyes towards her opponent as the referee pats her boots, checking for any weapons stashed in there, while her theme slowly dies out.
SHANE WEST
“Well here is the debuting Robina Hood and, if anything, she’s a bit unsettling.”
DICK HARRIS
“Hah! You think she’s unsettling, just look back at my old days back in Japan and you’ll truly see the definition of unsettling.”
Even though originally sounding cruel the purple-haired female extended her right hand out in some kind of sporting gesture.
SHANE WEST
“Well that’s quite nice, clearly Miss Hood respects the rather impressive Niobe Martin and it looks like Niobe is going to kindly accept this handshake…HEY! What was that red mist that came out Robina’s mouth!?! And its clearly hurting Niobe, what a cheap move!”
DICK HARRIS
“More like a smart move.”
Even though Shane didn’t like the move, the Asian mist clearly gave the forest-dweller the advantage as Niobe ended up being into a corner out of instinct. The senior official was about to reprimand the aggressor but the expression he got off Robina made him simply back off, turn around and signal for the bell to be sounded. With the match officially beginning the Brit has cornered Martin and began a barrage of elbow strikes to the face, forearm shots to either chest or face and stiff knee strikes to her gut. The Winnipeg native were begin to boo at this purple-haired woman but she clearly couldn’t give a rat’s arsed about any of the negativity directed towards her as she continue to pummel a rather defenceless Niobe until the referee finally had the guts to get between the two and push Robina back. After getting her back the referee told the female the basic ‘I’m not afraid to disqualify you’ warning but it was replied with “fuck off!” before Robina moved back towards Niobe…only to be greeted by Martin diving off the top ropes, clotheslining the younger female down. This was greeted by a loud cheer as Niobe got right back up, ran towards the ropes and bounce back to nail Robina, who just got back up to her feet, with another clothesline. This times Martin simply waits for Hood to stand before simply taking her down with another clothesline. The crowd were cheering heavily for Niobe as she climbed onto the top ropes but, with Robina in her current position, it would be impossible for her to hit either the Hallucination or the Phantasm Horror…so she jumped off to try a corkscrew elbow drop.
SHANE WEST
“Oh god Robina rolled out of the way. And I think Niobe has landed awkwardly on her arm!”
DICK HARRIS
“Well it serves her right for taking one risk too many, now it looks like Robina is going to capitalise on this.”
Indeed Robina plans to capitalise as she dragged Niobe out of the ring, towards the steel steps and placed her right arm upon it before pressing her foot down on Niobe’s hand so she can’t pull her arm away. The referee was demanding the girls to go back in the ring but Robina had other plans as she verbally taunted Niobe before raising her other boot up and slamming it down on her opponent’s elbow.
SHANE WEST
“Oh god how merciless, Robina is literally aiming to break Niobe’s arm!”
DICK HARRIS
“Not just any part of the arm, the elbow…destroy the elbow then your forearm, wrist and hand is completely useless.”
Even though the commentators were speaking Niobe screams of pain were very easy to hear and, if anything, this brought a rather captivated expression on Robina’s face. This expression was replaced by a grin as she raised up her foot again and began to repeatedly stomp down on Niobe’s vulnerable elbow, each stomp electing an anguished scream out of the Californian’s lips. After the thirteenth rapid stomp she moved off and quickly followed the obviously wounded Martin back into the ring as she rolled under the bottom rope. Possibly an arm submission would be more than enough to seal victory but the forest gal seem to have other plans as she grabbed and dragged Niobe towards the ropes by her blonde locks. Robina continued the dragging until she had her opponent sitting on the middle rope with her legs dangling on the inside while her chest was leaning against the top rope from the outside. The senior official was about to check on the condition of Niobe’s right elbow but the younger competitor had different ideas as she clutched the blonde’s hair again and drag it downwards, causing her throat to be deeply pressed against the top rope, before beginning a barrage of knee strikes to Miss Martin’s face. The fans were booing hatefully towards this and it was until the official’s count reached four that the newcomer finally stops her attack and backed away slightly, again having the official warn her with a possible disqualification.
DICK HARRIS
“He can reprimand her all he likes, I don’t think Robina Hood gives a damn.”
SHANE WEST
“This match is pass over, this girl should be disqualified and banned for such dangerous behaviour.”
DICK HARRIS
“I personally like this lack of care for the opposition, after all she haven’t broke any rules yet.”
SHANE WEST
“But what about just then? And what about the incident with the stairs?”
DICK HARRIS
“She had to five to stop and that’s what Robina did. She also had up to ten to get back in the ring and that is also what she did. So this purple haired lady isn’t breaking any rules of some kind.”
Robina was about to reach for Niobe but the official got in the way and demanded her to stop…which was met by being disrespectfully flicked off by the woman before turning around. The moment she turned around Miss Hood was met with some kind of superkick, but unfortunately the Brit caught the boot perfectly and spun her opponent around…only to be met with a rather devastating dragon whip. The crowd cheered at this surprise counterattack as Martin hastily dragged herself to the top rope and…BAM! She nails the Phantasm Horror, causing the entire arena to cheer greatly for this hurt girl.
SHANE WEST
“The Phantasm Horror! It’s over! Niobe’s arm is clearly hurt but she hooks the leg with her good arm. One…two…oh my god how did Robina manage to regain enough wit to grab the bottom rope.”
DICK HARRIS
“That’s ring sense for you Shane, Martin’s only flaw was that she forgot to keep Robina away from the ropes.”
Instead of complaining to the referee Niobe grabbed Miss Hood’s arm and locks in an anaconda vice. Now it is Robina’s turn to cry out in pain as Martin kept making the hold tighter and tighter, but still the purple haired lady chose to squirm and suffer over tapping out in her debut match. The crowd were chanting ‘tap’ are a loud rate and half of them booed while the other half clapped when Robina’s free arm was barely able to grab the bottom rope. Even though the face Niobe tightened her hold even more before finally letting go at the count of four.
DICK HARRIS
“See Shane, Niobe knew she had until the count of five so she took advantage…the only difference is that the people cheer her for it while they boo Robina for the exact same thing.”
And indeed the crowd were cheering for the woman from the City of Angels as she got up to her feet only to aggressively stomp away at her original assaulter. The official knew why she was doing this and reach for Niobe, accidentally touching her left elbow…this caused the female to turn around with a pissed off look on her face while clutching her elbow. Obviously there is some kind of injury there, the matter of it being either long-term or short-term is still unknown. But this slight distraction gave Robina more than enough time to get back up to her feet. But when she went for her Execution clothesline Niobe ducked causing the Brit to stumble towards the official yet stopping herself in time from knocking out the ref. When she turned around Robina caught the foot, that Niobe tried to kick her with, and spun it round but ducked this time, causing Martin’s dragon whip the knock the official out cold.
SHANE WEST
“Oh god, the ref has almost got decapitated right there! At least Niobe is checking on the official’s well-being…but hey, what are you doing over here Robina? Hey! Put down that chair!”
Robina picked up the chair and held it in a position that pointed it towards the floor while backing lightly towards the ring. Martin realised that the official wasn’t hit too badly spotted her opponent, bent over the second rope and reached for her enemy’s purple locks. CRACK!
SHANE WEST
“Oh my god! Robina just crashed that chair right between Niobe’s eyes…and look! She’s bleeding! Somebody goddamn disqualify Robina for such actions.”
DICK HARRIS
“Well if the ref haven’t seen it, then anything and everything is fair play.”
SHANE WEST
“But Niobe is bleeding! And look at that sick bi…woman, she’s smiling, as if excited about what she has done.”
And indeed Robina was smiling from ear to ear as she dropped the chair. Miss Hood slid into the ring and hooked both of Niobe’s legs, patiently waiting for the official to crawl over and start the count.
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2
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SHANE WEST
“What is Robina doing!?! Why did that sick woman stop covering Niobe!?!”
DICK HARRIS
“Maybe she doesn’t think its over yet.”
While the commentators spoke out the referee gather enough composure to stand up and try to check on the, obviously out-of-it, Niobe Martin. But before he could stand Robina pushed him out of the way and simply sat down on Martin’s chest, causing words of absolute hatred to spew out of Canadian crowd. The senior official didn’t want to do it but he began to do his count.
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2
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3
DING! DING! “Ignite” by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela began to play as the referee reluctantly rose Robina’s hand in victory as she stood up.
NICK PAGE
“You’re winner of the match…Robina Hood!”
The crowd were booing to high hell as Robina bowed towards them with a cocky smirk on her face while the EMTs rushed down to the ring to check on Niobe’s left elbow.
SHANE WEST
“I don’t think I’ve seen anything near the amount of disrespect shown by anyone, in their debut match, in my entire life!”
DICK HARRIS
“Disrespectful, yes, but she is damn near impressive.”
SHANE WEST
“I just hope Niobe’s injury isn’t too bad and that she’ll get her revenge on this woman soon.”
While the commentators spoke Robina Hood made her way to the top of the stage and cockily bowed towards the audience, electing another surge of boos from them before turning around and finally going through the black curtains. It wasn’t long after this that Meltdown faded out to a commercial break.