Tension Battle Royale

(A, 1)

Ro was busy enjoying the IMMENSELY satisfying feeling of totally dominating Kozue.

Better than her? Ro was about to eliminate her! And anyway, Ro was totally mashing Kozue’s face into a pulp right now.

Once Ro did that, she’d never let Johnny live this down. Heh, he thought Kozue was the better choice?

Now that Kozue was dazed, all that was left was to throw this minor obstacle away and teach Johnny a lesson he won’t soon…

“AIEEE!” Ro’s eyes went wide and she yelped in surprise. One hand on her sex. The other on her hair, yanking it right. Then Kozue’s arm on hers, weighing her down so she couldn’t do anything.

It was all a blur of motion as Johnny tossed her over by her sex and her hair. The next thing she knew, the blur became the black, barley padded floor…..boom.

Ro hit the ground head first, crunching her neck, then flopping onto her back with her feet facing the audience. She felt like she had just been pile driven. Groaning, she stirred a bit, but didn’t move. She could here an audible gasp from the crowed as she hit the ground that way.

Spread out, her legs were like jelly and she didn’t even try to get up. She reached behind her slowly, rubbing her neck. She was dazed, confused, and not sure what had just happened. She looked messed up on the ground, eyes squeezed shut as she winced in pain.


It couldn’t have been more than…ten, twenty seconds that she lay there. But for the watching audience, that seemed like a long time. “That…stupid son of a bitch…” Ro mumbled to herself. People mumbled that she had been hurt, that she was knocked out, that she hit her neck the wrong way and was injured...but, her eyes finally opened.

She finally realized what had happened when she looked up, seeing Johnny pull Kozue in.

He stepped in? Little shit. He thought Kozue was better than her, and when Ro was proving him wrong he stepped in? Slowly, Ro got to her feet, rubbing and wincing as her neck stung.

What was she doing? She wasn’t heading over to the ramp…she was walking to the audience!

“Gimme that!” She said, snapping a thing of popcorn out of some spectator’s hands.

“NAH!!! FUCK YOU!” Ro shouted. She dug her hand into the big container, grabbed a handful of the soft, puffy, and harmless objects, and hurled the handful at Kozue as hard as she could. Ro didn’t appear to be that badly injured after all.

But she wasn’t leaving yet. Instead she sat on the barricade and decided to watch for a while. After a few moments, though, she noticed some of the AFW people were giving her suspicions looks. "Fuck it." she mumbled.

“SOMEONE KICK HIS BALLS!” She shouted as she left, heading up the ramp.

The ravashing red head has been relegated to the audience as Johnny and Ninjette pull out an amazing double team to keep them both in the fight! Looks like their strategy is paying off!

(E,2)

Bree came on and watching her new mentor, her idol, her savior, getting his crotch smacked hard to his jewels which she didnt like that one bit! So the feisty feline girl rushes to save him by jumping right over to Johnny and giving that pink haired girl a good hard dropkick to the chest to knock her down before Bree would quickly land on her side, thankfully Johnny gotten out of the way before that happen. "HA!"

Bree quickly get up as she turn her head seeing Johnny safely away while she can deal with this girl, keeping her down while Johnny can recover. "I'll take care of her Johnny!" She said before turning back and went for some stomps right on the chest of this girl, forgetting her name, probably Ro or something. "Take this Ro! Nya!"

Thinking a good few stomps is enough to keep this person pink haired Ro down before she can turn going for Johnny to see if he need protection until his poor crotch can recover. Bree seeing him, pretty much only guy in the ring is trying to pull someone in and knocking someone out, glimpse of a red head falling right out of the ring, possibly Poison or something. So her only guess that Johnny seemingly pulling in is.... is that.... ninja girl Ninjette.

"Ohhhh shoot, I guess I should help." She rushes where Johnny and Ninjette is, trying to help him out as she reaches for him from behind, wrapping her arms around his waist with her side of the face pressing against his bare back, pulling as hard as she could to help him, and Ninjette, in the ring, grunting as she pulls.

(A,1)

[A,1]

This was going to be the deciding factor. The last straw. Ninjette had been considering it for a while now, but as she was hoisted up by her short shorts thanks to Johnny and Bree of all people, as the cameras flashed and the people laughed, she finally settled: it was time for her to get a new outfit. No way around it. The look was cute for the first few matches, but now it was officially working her nerves.

[A,1]

The only sounds going on right now is the crowd making some noise while they're watching every wrestlers who in and out of the ring, already have two wrestlers eliminated so far and the people wanted another one coming down the ring, probably the last person to join.

Then suddenly, the loud sound of the count down starting.

"10!"

"9!"

"8!"

People are eager to see their next wrestler to join in the fray in this Battle Royale, curious of who will going to be winning this event.

"7!"

"6!"

"5!"

More and more people starting to stand up as the countdown draws closer and closer to the end, everyone believing that the last person have much better chance on winning this, or anyone pretty much have a chance still.

"4!"

"3!"

"2!"

It is time, time to show their next wrestler to join this epic Battle Royale!

"1!"

"BUZZ!"

As soon buzzer finished, there was silent, a very long silent that only lasted for few second that makes everyone chatty, whispering, wondering why the person isnt coming out, something must of happen to them or was it a mistake? Nobody knows the answer, until just moments later, someone start coming out, slowly.

The person start coming out slowly from the shadow behind the backstage, slightly limping which its strange, theres no light shining down on stage as its fairly dark to see, but can tell from the silhouette form its a huge person, pretty bulky and something odd on the head area, clearly its a man or maybe someone dressed up funny, it was a big mystery that keeps everyone guess and once the lights finally shows up, it was someone not expecting at all, it was the most dangerous male Tension in history, Killer King.

Everyone booing so loudly that they didnt want this, or even seeing him at all, King stood there on stage wearing his white t-shirt, black shorts and of course his signature black leopard mask on, additionally the knee brace that was injured for quite awhile, he is also holding onto mic, last time people see him having one was his rant and with group of people with him.

"Well.... well.... WELL! So this is Battle Royale huh? Why wasnt I invited huh? Is it cause of my knee? My face was brutally beaten? Or was it that I am just too damn good that I would easily eliminate each and every one of your jobbers!" He pointed out at every wrestlers in the ring even the one outside like that cowboy dude who King didnt forget him of what he have done.

King then looking in the ring could see Bree helping or humping, he doesnt know what she was doing, but he have some words for his former ally. "Bree.... I am surprised to see you in the ring, in another big event like this, remember your first PPV match and you LOST! HA! You will lose again, so if you ever EVER wanted to come back to me.... a MUCH safer and stronger side.... I suggest you throw that Ninjobber and that Punkass pretty body over the ropes! DO IT!" King ordering her out loud on the mic.

Bree looked to her side while hugging onto Johnny, she can see King on the stage far away yet still giving her the shivers that makes her hair stands on ends, hugging Johnny even tighter like a real bearhug. She can hear him ordering her to do what he wanted to do which the opposite she wanted to do, in fear yet not wanting to do what he wants, Bree shook her head and continuing to help her allies out. "Noooo no no no...."

What's this!? The final entrant is... Killer king!? This isn't right! He was scrapped from the Battle Royale! He looks angry and is demanding his former feline friend finish his foes for good! I guess if Killer King can't have the Battle Royale than no one can!"

(A,1)

Once Ro had been eliminated, all he needed to do was hoist Ninjette up and they would be back in action. However, even if he was strong, it wasn't exactly easy holding her up by her shorts. And he froze when suddenly Bree's arms wrapped around his body. She was going to throw him over? That would be bad! But she was tugging away from him and saying she was going to help.

Johnny sighed in relief. Bree really was cool about things, it seemed. However, he had forgotten about the countdown until King showed up. Johnny's eyes widened and he thought that he had to really hurry and yank Ninjette up but was frozen once more as he pulled her nearly tot he apron when King demanded Bree throw them both over. She was cool a second ago but would she be influenced by King's aggressive behavior?

No. Once again Bree was pulling. Johnny pulled as well, helping to get Kozue into a place where she could slide back into the ring herself.

(A,1)

[A,1]

Ninjette had one foot, a single one foot, on the outside of the ring, touching the mat to keep herself up while Johnny pulled. The other foot was suspended, thanks to his iron grip on her short. And Bree.

Bree.

On top of that, her ass was partially exposed to the audience. Oh, and King was there, too, never missing an opportunity to show the world what a raging dick he was. All in all, this might've been the most awkward moment in her recent memory, and given the crap she'd gone through in her life since she stepped on this island, that was a serious statement.

"I'm getting pants." Ninjette said, plain and blank, as she slid her way back into the ring and looked between them. She did her best to pretend King wasn't there, too. Hoping he might just wander off if people just ignored him enough. "Thanks for the save, dude. And you, too, Bree. That was..." Weird? Completely unexpected? "...nice of you, appreciate it."

[A,2]

[F, 6]

Eliza was thrown out due to her naivety and soon that Ro chick followed. Poison was being diicuflt as ever and that chick Bree was on the fray now. Clyde remembered how she had attacked him.

"..." Eliza told him to do stuff and all Clyde did was slump himself on the ropes. He was tired, so tired. Hurt, sore, unable to get the image of his humiliation out of his head. The fact HE wasn't in there fighting Poison for his sister ate at his pride. He felt like such a weakling. But was he tired and his arm ached. He had to rest, even if he did feel like a wuss.

Now a another entry was up, another ally of Higruashi? Bree in here was bad enough, and while Clyde thought  he and Johnny were friends of sorts, he didn't put it past any of these people to just gang out on him while he was hurt. Someone else came instead though and the sight of him made Clyde's eyes shoot wide.

"Aww... Hell... FUCKIN' KING!? This some ol' bullshit!! Who put this fucker last!?!?" It was King with a mic, talking with that big mouth of his. Clyde pounded at the ropes, the day was just getting worse and worse and King being here was really bad. The situation was just getting more hopeless every second! The fact that no matter what he did he was going to lose again and just get injured by people like King and Poison. He was weak. He couldn't hold his own.

It pissed him off.

"Fuck this!"He shouted, squeezing his injured arm feeling the burn as he dropped off the ring apron and dove underneath the ring, digging for a weapon...

[F, 6]

(A, 1)

Bree daydreaming with her hugs behind the bare back of Johnny rubbing her face while pulling him as well Ninjette back in the ring, might as well help her out along the way, adding bit of bonus too. **MMmmmm Johnny~** She purred while continues to pulling him while ignoring King who obviously really mad at her for not being ordered around. "Please Johnny, I dont want to go back to him....." She whispered to him.

(A,1)

King on the other hand, standing tapping his foot waiting for Bree to toss those two punks who really giving him so much trouble in the past, but after a few moments, looks like shes doing her Bree thing on that pretty boy Johnny, makes him feel sick in his stomach, needed to barf, and hes really annoyed.

"You know what? Forget it Bree, I dont expect you to listen to me anyway with his dick in your ears!" King snaps his fingers waiting for something to happen, which someone coming out of the ring and it was a girl in green pants, grey sweater, shoes, and her pretty neat green n brown blend hat.... Its Eagle Miyasaka.



"Oh yeah Im here, what the hell you want King?" She looked at him without any fears at all, King leans in whispering to her and pointing to the ring as shes nodded to him. "Right... you got it...  ass whopping time!" She rushes down the ramp like shes was about to go in the ring, but instead she makes a turn heading right for that douche bag Clyde as she goes in aiming to raise her foot going for a big boot at his arm that she remembered watching this match in the back, hopefully its enough to make him squeal in pain before she could try throwing him in the ring. "Hey Pinkie, look a piece of trash, toss it out!" She tried giving Poison obvious hint on what to do while shes slowly backing up, resting her back against the guardrail, looking on to see what will happen next.

(A,1)

Everything looked to be well in hand now. With Bree refusing King's orders and the irate Ro eliminated, now three of them could focus on Poison and finally force the felonious fiend out of the ring. After that? It would be a tough call.

However, it seemed like Clyde was not able to merely rest and try to recover as Johnny watched him go off at King had apparently called in the cavalry. Eagle Miyasaka, a girl Johnny had not met before had come running down the ramp and assaulted Clyde, tossing him back into the ring and calling out for Poison.

"Shit!" Johnny said. No doubt the pink haired girl would relish finishing the cowboy off and Johnny as about to take off after them. However, instead of moving, he fell flat on his face.

"Ugh! The fuck!?" He said and turned his head. Whatever happened, it was up to Bree and Ninjette to take care of crooked criminal.

(A,1)

[F. 6]

"C'mon... C'mon..." Clyde grit his teeth as his good arm dug under the ring apron. The light clunking of steel bumping around being heard before he slid out a steel chair along the padded floor, his weapon of choice. It's never failed him.  He just didn't know what he could do with it using one arm.

But as he pulled back the chair and started to rise from his knees, he'd see a figure rushing him from his side, he'd turn just in the nick of time to see Eagle give a running big boot directly into Clyde's arm!

"---HKK!!" The smack of leather and skin was heard as the kick connected, Clyde whipped backwards, flat on his shoulders with his legs in the air before they flopped back down to the earth, immediately kicking and screaming as he held his tortured arm. "AAUUGH...S-SHIT!!! HHNN!!!" He howled like a wounded dog, clinching his teeth as shutting his eyes, bucking his hips once before flopping on his side, cradling his stinging arm. No amount of painkillers was going to stop it from hurting.

Squirming around, Clyde kicked at the mat as Eagle lifted him up before rolling him back in the ring, calling for Poison. Clyde heard her, but was far too preocupied with the horrid feeling in his arm.

"H-Nnn...Aoohh..." beside the ropes he squirmed holding his arm.

[E 5]