Breaking Point: Mako Adachi vs Dave Blake

Tables Match: Slam your opponent through a table before pinning them.
Match will be in a renovated warehouse full of tables.

Warehouse (Before adding mats on the floor):

Mako Adachi :

Tonight was going to be match that Mako had been waiting for. It was going to be a tables match, but not just a tables match. The match would be set in a warehouse the AFW renovated with mats, cameras, a bunch of tables obviously, and had wooden walls that had been left up for some reason (Probably for some flashy ways to hurt your opponent). All of it was thrilling to Mako, and she was ready to pound her opponent in every way she could think of using tables, as well as the area around her. She was mosty focused on the wooden walls, thinking of different moves that would hurl like hell when sending an opponent through one. A spear, a super kick, honestly just doing an Irish whip would hurt like hell when adding a wall. This was going to be an awesome match for sure.

Mako had arrived ten minutes early since this was going to be a streaming event and had no audience in the building. That was kinda disappointing for the shark since she did enjoy hearing the crowd cheer for her as she fought. Still she new she was being watched, and could read the reviews online about what people thought, so it wasn’t a big problem. So with her spare time, Mako started to stretch a bit while wearing her usual attire, the shorts, sports bra, and leg guards, all of which were black of course. It was exciting to think that in just a few minutes she would be in one of the most hardcore fights of her life.

The ref girl arrived soon and came up to Mako asking a few questions, “Do you know the rules?" or “Any concerns I should answer?” Mako would reply with a “Yes I know them” and then a “I’m all good, I just want to break some tables with my my opponent’s body” before finishing up her stretches and getting to her feet. Ready to see what kind of opponent she was going to be facing for tonight’s match.

Dave Blake:

Dave himself was a tad bit nervous about his upcoming match. He had never been in a Tables match in his life, but he heard enough scary stories about wrestler's carriers coming to a screeching halt after meeting the wrong end of a suplex through the table. Too late for him to back out now though. Taking a deep breath, the young man threw open the door, his eyes falling on the woman who he would be facing tonight. Not only did she look down on him from her slight height advantage, but from the nice build, it seemed her strength would be nothing to scoff at either.

Walking over, Dave cracked his neck, a tad bit more serious than before given the nature of the match. He nodded as the ref ran through the rules, taking the time to look over his opponent. For a tough girl, she was attractive, and Dave tried to flash a warm grin, "Let's have a good match, ok?"

Mako glanced over rather quickly as her opponent entered through the doors of the warehouse. She was eager to get a look at him and see what she’d be up against. To her surprise the man wasn’t scary, she had kinda assumed he would be, but her opponent was far from weak looking. He looked like he could hold his own in a fight, looked pretty handsome, she’d enjoy throwing him through a few tables…hopefully he wouldn’t lose those good looks because of her. Mako had seen this guy before though,and knew that he had some good fights under his belt. But she was ready to give him one hell of a match tonight, and had no doubt that she could take him.

So after her opponent walked over and flashed a grin while stating that he wanted a good match, Mako would smile back at him before saying, “Sure thing, but no hard feelings after I knock you out tonight.” Confident as ever, the shark would extend her hand before asking, “You’re Dave Blake right? I saw a match or two of yours…like when you went against Reira, you really showed that bitch. The name’s Mako by the way."

Dave laughed at the cocky tone of his opponent. In all seriousness Mako did appear fit in every sense of the word, and judging from the handshake, actually showed a side of sportsmanship, something he could not say of many in the Tension division. Grasping her hand firmly, the young man smiled back, eager and ready for a hard fight, "Yeah that's me. Glad you liked the match, cause that was just a preview of what's gonna happen here!"

All boasting aside, the look in his eyes showed that this was playful banter. With the ref checking them both before she signaled the start of the match, Dave tried to steady his breathing and loosen up. He knew getting put through a table was a matter of when and not if, so he needed to be ready and spring up on the moment Mako dropped her guard.

As soon as the bell rang, Dave went in, choosing to keep his distance for the moment. If Mako made the first move to grapple, Dave would grab her bare arm, slinging her forward in an Irish Whip right into a table, no dout folding her over from the blow to the stomach.

Mako found that her opponent was also confident as she heard his laugh. But it seemed that like the shark, Dave had some sportsmanship in him as he shook her hand. He then expressed his appreciation of her watching his match, and that it was only a preview of what was going to occur tonight. That got her excited alright, and after the ref girl did her thing, Mako would ready herself for the bell to ring, signaling the match to start.

“That’s what I like to hear Dave, so let’s bring it!” she would shout right before the bell sounded for the match to start. Dave may have moved in, but also stayed back for the time being, most likely waiting for the shark to make the first move. So Mako being the eager woman she is, gladly made the first move by trying to grapple with her opponent.

Turns out being overly eager in a match is a bad thing as Dave quickly grabbed a hold of her arm when she moved in, whipping her over to the closest table to them. Mako would hit the table tipping it over slightly as she did. Then turning back around she would chuckle “Heh quick moves Dave, I’m gonna have to be on my toes around you.” .Then going moving away from the table and towards her opponent, Mako would put her hands back up except this time waiting for Dave to make the next move, making sure to take her time instead of rushing in head first.

Seemed like the first strike was Dave's, but from the savage grin eminating from the shark, it seemed like all he did was get her more excited for what was to come. It took him aback for a moment, but he got over it rather quickly, all things considered.

Dave ran at her, ready to go high, before dropping low in a slide to streak past her. Spinning to his feet, her wrapped his arms firmly around her waist. Going for the rare power move, Dave yelled with the exertion as he lifted Mako up, only to bring her crashing down in a German Suplex! He ended up missing the table he was aiming for, but the mat would have to do for now!

Mako didn’t care about that hit to her stomach, and was ready to give some pain to Dave in return. But allowing her opponent to strike first wasn’t the best idea either, considering his speed. Dave would charge at Mako, and as she tried throwing a punch Dave would slide under it before wrapping his arms around her waist. “Oh shit!” she would shout knowing exactly what was coming next.

The shark soon found herself lifted off her feet, hearing Dave’s yell as she was slammed down onto the mats with a German Suplex. Mako grunted as she connected with the mats, landing on her head before ending up flat on her belly. “Ugh…that’s gonna cost you…big time...” Mako mumbled as she slowly got up, a bit dazed from the slam. It could have been worse though, considering a table was so close to where she landed.

Dave did a little kip up to get to his feet, heading back over to his prone opponent. Grabbing her by her head, he dragged the dazed woman to her feet, nailing the side of her legs with a series of lightning fast kicks, targeting the knee to disrupt whatever speed and agility she had. He could only move so fast, so his job was to make sure Mako was going at the pace of a snail for the duration of the match.

Mako was too slow in her attempts to bring herself up, and it seemed Dave was happy to help her after doing a kip up and heading over to her. Of course the young man was only doing this to get an advantage, as he dragged her up by her head, and started to land a series of kicks striking against her knee. It was a smart move for sure, since Mako relied heavily on her speed, and with each kick she would grunt and curse from the pain. “Ahk!…erk…ahk fuck!"

This was not the time to sit back and take it though, so with Dave holding onto her, Mako would try landing a few punches into his gut hoping to be released. That way the shark could send a lightning quick snap kick to the same area of his body, hoping to knock the wind further out of her opponent’s chest.

The kicks seemed to have more of an effect than he hoped for. Judging from Mako's grunts and curses, it seemed like the appropriate course of action now. However, Mako wasn't that easy to hold down. Feeling himself getting pushed back, he tried to break the lock up, but only received a few well placed shots to the gut, knocking him back against the table. Barely a split second later, and a muscular leg slapped against his chest, driving the air from his lungs for a moment. Dave was in a bad spot, and realized being pinned against a table wasn't the best of spots for him right now. Dave ducked down, rolling under the table to jump up on the other side, catching his breath.