/monster/ - The Last Bastion of Romance

I guess this is it, Frankie mused, I hope Emma can handle Hemlock! The manticore had her through the ropes but just as she was about to fall out there came a sudden jolt and the two of them tumbled to the arena floor.

WHUMP!

Frankie landed underneath Hemlock, both of them completely dumbfounded as to what just happened. The arena had gone silent once again.

“I… don’t believe it.” Mitch stated.

“No way! That’s just crazy!” Added Reggie.

“Hemlock and Monica are out! Which means…” Wendy started.

“THE SHOCK MISTRESS HAS WON THE ROYAL RUMBLE!” Shouted Wendi to the world. Everyone in the arena roared and cheered and whistled their praises at the raiju standing alone in the ring.

Her face was as red as it could be with so much attention focused on her. She pulled the bill to her hat down over her eyes. I-I… I have to make a big show of this, right, she wondered.

Quickly she began to build up static, sparks popping off her body as she slowly raised her arms up to the roof.

CRACK BOOM!

Lightning struck the arena and thunder followed as her music began to play. The Shock Mistress stood victorious in the center of the ring, her heartbeat matching the tempo of the song - her Electric Feel. This drove the audience wild, their applause only growing louder.

Mitch wiped his face with his towel and sighed. “I can’t believe it Reg, The Shock Mistress, newest addition among the wrestlers has just defeated Hemlock, the MWE champion!”

“I know, I can hardly believe it myself,” Reggie replied. “Sure, she did it with the help of Monica Flare, but she had no problem shoving them both out of the ring at the same time! That’s what you gotta do out there in the ring! You take no prisoners and you pull none of your punches! You don’t get to the top by being nice!”

Both the Wendys nodded in agreement. “Oh! Look, here comes John Falstaff!” They exclaimed.

Emma’s manager came running up to her as fast as his legs could carry him. Even with his wide belly he somehow managed to roll into the ring with mic in hand, holding it out for her as the song died down. His face was glowing with so much pride and joy that Emma couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed if not a little giddy. “Good job, girl!” He congratulated her, pushing the mic up to her. She gave him a big smile and slowly took it, her heart pounding like crazy as she thought of what to say. What would Frankie have done in my situation, she wondered as both manticore and salamander hobbled their way up the ramp. Emma took a deep breath and sighed.

She would have challenged Temet right here and now!

“TEMET!” She roared, pointing a sparkling finger at the mummy queen.

“I’ve gotten through your little gauntlet and now I’m coming for YOU-U!”

CRACK BOOM!

<Doublepost!

Temet stood up and began to clap, the jumbotron focusing in on her. She continued to clap until the arena went silent.

“Well done, Shock Mistress. I look forward to meeting you in the mortal ring of honor!” She applauded her, smiling behind her face wrappings. “Go and rest! Recover your strength and gather your courage! For you - Shock Mistress - and your Stormtrooper will be fighting for your lives and of those living in this world!” She announced.

“Frankie!” David yelped, rushing to her side, “Frankie, are you alright? What happened?” He asked, bending down to let her lean on his shoulder. Frankie shook her head. “I lost.” She answered bluntly. Her legs buckled and she drooped down, David slowly easing her down to the floor. She slumped against the wall, staring down at her feet.

“Baby, listen…” David pleaded, getting down on his knees in front of her with his hands on her shoulders.

She sighed, looking up at him. “We lost, David. I couldn’t do it.” She replied. David pulled her into his chest, embracing her. She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around him, a sob escaping her throat.

“It’s alright. You listen to me. Maybe we didn’t win the belts, who cares about that? We are living our dream, so you didn’t lose! You got to fight HEMLOCK - and you WON!” He said, holding her tight. “You’re the strongest person I know! Not even Verde could handle Hemlock!” Frankie squeezed David as best as she could, tears streaming down her cheeks. He was right. Sure, she felt disappointed, she had come so close to the end, but he was right - she got to face off against Hemlock, she got to show the world who Monica Flare was and the people loved it.

“There’s something else…” David said, pulling away from Frankie. She looked around, her face turning redder and redder. In the hall there were now several wrestlers watching and even their manager Megan was there. David turned and she handed him something. “I was going to save this for when we took the belts, but now I think this is the perfect time.” He said. When he turned back he swallowed before addressing her again. What was he talking about, Frankie wondered.

“Francine.”

Her heart skipped a beat. He never called me that, she told herself, just what is going on? “Will you marry me?” He asked, opening a small box in his hands to reveal a golden wedding band. Frankie’s face was practically glowing red now, her eyes welling up with tears. David swore he could hear them sizzling on her cheeks.

“Frankie?” He prompted her.

She hiccuped and lunged forward, wrapping her arms around his neck as she planted her lips on his.

“Yes! Yes! Of course I will!” She cried, kissing him again.

The hall erupted with all the wrestlers roaring with their approval. Lucile slapped David on the back, “Good on ya, boy!”

“You’re amazing, kid! You stood your ground against Hemlock!” Shouted Hannah.

Frankie smiled, looking up from David’s shoulders to see Hemlock grinning at her from across the hall before walking away.

<Triplepost!

“YOU DID IT EMMA!” Tessa squealed, nearly tackling her cousin to the ground. “You and me are going to the final showdown! I can’t believe you did it!”

“I never doubted her for a second!” Said Paul, shaking her by the shoulder.

Emma laughed, “Thanks, Uncle Paul! I couldn’t have gotten this far without you two,” she said, hugging Tessa back. Paul wrapped his arms around the both of them, squeezing them against one another as he roared with laughter.

“You two are gonna win this, I just know it!”

“If we win-” Emma began.

“WHEN!” Tessa corrected her.

“When! When we win, will this be your first belt, Uncle Paul?” She asked.

Paul nodded, “Oh it’ll be OUR first belt together!” He replied, “So you had best rest up and get your A game on!” He said, pulling them both to the breakroom.

Emma flopped down on the couch and pulled off her cap, wiping her brow while Tessa opened up the fridge and pulled out two sodas, tossing one to her cousin. The can hissed as Emma opened it and took a long swig.

“Ahh… thanks, Tess.” She said, holding the can close. Tessa flopped down beside her, popping the tab on her own can before downing nearly half of it.

“Yeah. You know, there’s a shower in the back if you wanna clean yourself up for the big showdown.” She replied.

Emma smiled, “Oh man… a shower would be great right now.” After sitting for a few more moments sipping at their soda, Tessa cleared her throat.

“Man, Emms, I didn’t think you had it in ya to knock Frankie out like that.”

Emma sighed. “I didn’t either. Is… Is she okay?”

“I’m sure she’s fine, I mean, you two would’ve had to face off anyway, right?” Replied Tessa.

Emma looked down at her soda, dipping it back to drink deeply from the can.

“I guess you’re right. Either one of us would’ve had to throw out the other at some point… I just hope she isn’t mad.”

“Stop it, Emms! If she’s mad at you then to hell with her - no friend would be mad at you for winning.” Her cousin scolded her. Emma nodded, “ I know… you’re right but… I’m just worried.”

Just then Devilray threw open the door and ran in.

“YOU GUYS! YOU GUYS! STARSTORM JUST PROPOSED TO MONICA FLARE!” She shouted. “AND SHE ACCEPTED! COME ON!”

Both Tessa and Emma looked at one another and smiled. “She can’t be that mad if she just got engaged, huh?” Said Tessa.

“I guess not, come on!” Emma answered, jumping off the couch and rushing out to the halls to join in on the celebrating

“So, Reg, The Shock Mistress and Stormtrooper are moving on to face off against Temet and her servant Rashi!” Said Mitch.

“That’s right, Mitch, I think I’m becoming a real fan of that Shock Mistress. She showed no mercy in delivering the final blow to both Monica Flare and Hemlock!”

“That’s totally wrong, Reggie!” Wendy reprimanded him, “I mean, I think she should have helped her friend out!”

“No way! She did the right thing!” Wendi argued, taking Reggie’s side. “Their truce was temporary! They were gonna have to fight eventually! This was the best way to secure a win!”

“Yeah, what she said!” Reggie added.

“Still, it was kind of underhanded.” Wendy pointed out.

“So what? She’s a heel!” Retorted Wendi.

“Ladies, ladies! It’s relax!” Mitch hollered in an attempt to calm them down, but the two wurms kept arguing until finally Temet stood up.

“Wurms!” She shouted, silencing the twins.

“Enough of this squabbling! Our audience is in need of a show, so I suggest you settle your dispute in the ring!” She commanded them.

Both Wendys looked at one another, completely flabbergasted at the suggestion. When it finally sunk in they both gasped and squealed.

“OH, OH! WE GOTTA DO IT NOW!” Wendi shouted. “I WANNA BE DARK DRAGON!”

“FINE!” Wendy replied, “I GET TO BE DEATH DRAGON!”

“You can’t be Death Dragon, I’m already Dark Dragon, that implies death!” argued Wendi.

“Okay, well, then I’ll be DRAGONDARK!” Wendy shouted.

“WENDY!” Wendi barked.

“OKAY, FINE! I’LL BE NIDHOGG!”

“That’s not a real word!”

“Yeah it is!”

“Get. In. The. Ring!” Temet commanded them. The two wurms scurried out from behind the announcer’s table, springing up into the ring by their long serpent-like bodies.

Mitch and Reggie looked at one another and shrugged.

“I guess this is happening now…?” Said Reggie.

Mitch smiled at his co-host. “Wanna commentate?”

“You know it!” Reggie laughed.

Which of the Wendys will win? How? (1d20)

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>>387745

Double knockout

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>387746

going with this

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>387746

This is the only acceptable answer. Why? Because wurms.

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>>387746

Record setting too.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

Double KO.

But then they re-appear in the last fight and beat up everyone and win.

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>>387745

I'm just rolling for the ring to be destroyed.

The two wurms circled the ring, trying their best to keep their long tails from touching one another in vain.

The ring was clearly too small to contain a wurm, let alone two of them. All the same, they circled much like the wrestlers they had watched before, swatting at each other like some kind of animal.

“Looks like neither of them want to give up any ground,” Said Mitch.

“Come on, girls, throw a punch - or hell, throw each other!” Reggie egged them on. Both wurms nodded as if Reggie were coaching either of them, the twins rushing at one another.

WHAM!

They slammed their bodies together, entangling themselves in a double helix. Both of them thrashed about, each of them trying to get the better grip on the other.

“Wow, they’re pretty evenly matched!” Mitch said, turning to Reggie.

“I feel like I’m watching the discovery channel over here,” Reggie groaned.

Finally, one of the Wendys managed to get the other in a headlock, whipping her down onto the mat.

THUNK!

As her head hit the mat her horns went straight through, trapping her.

“Timeout, timeout!” She whimpered, but the other wurm quickly sprung herself up and flopped down on top of her sister.

The force from her body slam wrenched her twin’s head free, the two tumbling across the ring slapping and clawing at one another where they could, much to the audience’s entertainment.

“Looks like Wendy has… Wendi on the ropes!” Mitch told the viewers, trying to discern which wurm was which. “And… it looks like they’re about to break the ropes!” He said, as the two wurms strained the tethers of the ring.

“They’re ripping each other’s jackets up! Brutal!” Reggie cheered as Wendi pulled the sleeves off Wendy’s jacket while her sister tore the bottom half of her shirt off, exposing her midriff. The crowds cheers grew even louder at that.

Finally the two broke off, Wendy taking one side of the ring while Wendi had the other.

“That’s it! Let’s end this, Dark Dragon!” Shouted Wendy.

“Couldn’t have said it better myself, Nidhag!” Quipped Wendi.

“That’s Nidhogg, Dork Dragon!” Wendy growled, slithering up the turnbuckle.

“Whatever! You’ll be Nobodyhogg after this!” Wendi shot back, climbing up her own turnbuckle.

The two wurms launched themselves from the posts with their strong tails, soaring through the air at one another.

WHAM! THUMP! CRASH!

Both wurms knocked heads against one another with such force that they stopped mid air and tumbled down onto the ring, the weight behind the twins shaking the ring’s very foundation until it fell apart.

As the dust settled, the two wurms laid motionless on what was left of the ring, the arena going silent. The referee rushed out to either of them to make sure they were okay. Once he determined they were both unharmed he turned to the announcer’s table and nodded.

“Uh… It-uh, looks like we have a double knock out, everyone!” Mitch announced.

“The first one in years!” Reggie added.

“I feel bad for them now,” Mitch admitted.

“I feel bad for the ring. That thing was supposed to be extra strength reinforced and we just let a couple of wurms duke it out in there.” Reggie laughed.

Mitch shook his head. “Don’t worry, fans, we’ll be ready for the final showdown here soon enough!”

Temet stood up at that and stretched. “Indeed. I had best go and prepare myself. Come Rashi.” The mummy queen commanded, strutting her way off backstage.

<Doublepost!

Both Emma and Tessa followed closely behind Devilray towards the crowd of wrestlers and managers all cheering and celebrating the proposal. When the little devil wrestler tapped Verde on the back she turned around and looked down at her, then to the raiju cousins.

“Make a hole! Make a hole!” She chanted, pushing people aside with her arms. She helped both of them squeeze their way through the crowd to where Frankie and David were still kissing.

Emma blushed, turning to her cousin who rolled her eyes.

“Gosh, you’re such a weenie,” Tessa shoved her, pushing her towards them. Emma squealed, stopping just short of the two. They had both stopped to look at her, David stepping away for the two to talk.

“Alright, everybody, break it up! Break it up!” Lucile bellowed, “Nothin’ ta see here! Go get ready for the main event, that means you two,” She said, pointing to Barracuda and Devilray before picking them up and carrying them off.

Emma was left alone in the hall with Frankie, the two of them avoiding eye contact. It was an awkward situation, that was for sure, but Emma decided she would strike first.

“Frankie, I- … I’m sorry… about what I did in the ring back there. You had Hemlock on your shoulders and-and I screwed up… She got you in that headlock and I… I made a choice-”

Frankie held up her hand and sighed.

“Look… I’m not gonna lie, that was pretty messed up of you to do that.” Frankie started. Emma winced, tears welling up in her eyes but Frankie patted her on the shoulder. “Hold on! That’s what I keep wanting to say, but you know what I really think? You’re booked as a heel, Emms. You’re suppose to do that kind of stuff in the ring. The people loved it and you know what, you were awesome in that ring! I think you deserve to win those belts with Tessa!” She conceded, “Just remember - after pulling all that, we’re gonna be gunning for ya at the next Monster Mania. It’ll be a ‘real’ feud between the four of us!”

Emma smiled, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Oh, Frankie… you’re the best.” She whimpered, hugging the salamander.

“Whoa! Hahaha! Don’t get too messed up, you got a match soon!” Frankie said, clapping the raiju on the back. “Me and David will be watching ya!”

“Omigosh!” Emma said, perking up. “You and David are getting married! Omigosh omigosh, when?” She said, hugging Frankie again. The salamander squeezed on her tightly and laughed.

“We don’t know yet! Haha! But you better be there, Maid of Honor!”

“Me?! Maid of Honor?” The surprise in Emma’s voice was evident.

“Yeah! You’ll do it, won’t ya?” Asked Frankie.

“I-I wouldn’t dream of missing out on that! Thanks, Frankie!” Emma accepted, her heart swelling with joy.

Frankie yelped, “Oh boy, Emms, careful with the high voltage, hahaha!”

“Sorry! I-I gotta go tell Tessa! I gotta go get a dress!” Emma cried, running down the hall.

“Emma! We don’t even know the wedding date yet!” Frankie called after her. She shook her head and smiled, chasing after the raiju.

<Triplepost!

Lexi leaned back against the wall and sighed. “Those two are crazy…” She muttered, crossing her arms.

“You know, we use to be like that,” Lucile said, walking up to the manticore. Lexi looked at her, seeing the minotaur’s hat under her arm. She remained unphased by her sudden appearance, instead looking back down the hall where the two rookie wrestlers had been.

“Yeah. I guess we were.” She agreed, emphasizing ‘were’ with a hint of irritation.

Lucile sighed. “I’m tired, Lex. I don’t want to fight.”

“Then why did you come here, huh? All you ever do is talk smack about how I cheated you out of the title and that I backstabbed you at the Blood Games and that it should’ve been you!” Lexi shouted, throwing her fists up. “I’m sorry, alright? I’m sorry I ever took the damn title, ‘cause you’re right. I’m not the wrestler I use to be - I realized that at the start of Monster Mania. I’m a heel, Lucy…” Lexi’s voice petered out and she leaned back against the wall, her legs nearly giving out under her. Lucile nodded slowly, chewing on her words while Lexi stared up at her helplessly. The manticore’s heart throbbed painfully, her old wounds open on full display for the hulking texan minotaur.

“Aren’t you gonna say something?” Lexi finally spoke up again. Lucile took a sharp breath and gave her a light punch on the arm.

“You’re the one who let it get to ya, ya idjit. You stopped hanging around me and started taking my callouts and promos personally! Don’cha know those were all scripted? That’s my character! Sure, I adlib here and there, but damn it woman, we were friends!”

Lexi stood there, dumbfounded. She had thought on her behavior before when Jasmine had brought it up, but Lucile’s words hit her like a truck. All this time she had been the champion she had been pushing everyone away and never even realized it. She had been acting like she was better than Clyde, better than Lucile, better than those rookies and here she was on the losing end of the royal rumble. I was even the last one to enter that ring and I still lost, she reflected.

A laugh escaped from Lexi’s mouth as she thought about how absurd it all was; her ego, the situation she had put herself in, even Lucile being the one to finally bridge the gap between them. How could I have been so stupid?

“Now I don’t know what really did it and I don’t care - there’s no reason why we can’t go back to the way things were. I’m sorry for gettin’ on yer bad side, but when you got an answer for me you’ll know where I’ll be,” Said Lucile, turning and walking away. She left Lexi standing against the wall, the manticore struggling to find something to say. Nothing came out. She tried and tried to speak but the words were caught in her throat. When it was too late and Lucile had gone, Lexi gnashed her teeth in anger. Why? Why can’t I just say I’m sorry? What the hell is wrong with me, she wondered, clenching her fists.

“Good work out there, Lex.” A familiar voice said. Lexi turned to see who it was and found Clyde standing there with Jasmine.

“But I lost.” She grumbled.

“Yeah, so did I. Who care?” Said Jasmine. “But the fans had fun watching you duke it out with those two.”

Clyde nodded, “Yeah, stop beating yourself up about it. Bossman says the viewership is through the roof ‘cause of you guys.”

Lexi sighed, “Alright…”

“Hey, what’s wrong? You’ve lost before but I’ve never seen you this upset.” Said Clyde.

“It’s not that… Clyde, I… I didn’t mean those things I said before. I don’t want another manager. You’re the best ever and I shouldn’t have gotten mad at you. I… I had a lot of fun being a heel out there…” Lexi answered. “If you want me to get a different manager I understand.”

“Hey, hey! Forget about it! I’m your manager! We’ve been through a lot together, Lex, we both said some things but who cares? I’m the best manager for ya and that’s that! I won’t let anyone else take over.” He replied. Lexi felt a weight being lifted off her shoulders by his words. She didn’t realize the fear of losing Clyde after everything was bringing her down so low. She looked over to Jasmine who was smiling ear to ear. “Group hu-ug!” The alraune hollered as she pulled them both in with her arms.

“Oh jeez, stop it, Jas!” Lexi yelped, her face turning red. Clyde laughed, joining in. “Let’s go watch the the title match, you two!”

<Quadpost!

“Well, everyone, it has been a long night full of excitement, honor and valor, betrayal and even love!” Mitch announced to fans around the world, the jumbotron flashing images of each wrestler going head to head, freezing the frame on their signature moves. The final frame showed The Shock Mistress in the final moments of the Royal Rumble.

“The Shock Mistress defeated Hemlock and in one fell swoop betrayed the truce between her and Monica Flare, but even though Monica lost we’ve seen first hand that she’s gained so much more!” Wendy added, a photo of Starstorm holding out the engagement ring for Monica Flare came on the screen in full display. Many of the audience members whistled and cheered.

“How did you even get that photo?” Reggie asked.

“Me. All me. I did that.” Wendi boasted, flexing her muscles and showing off more of her midriff.

“That’s not true, you were in the ring with me!” Wendy chided her.

“Alright okay, fine, it was their manager,” Wendi conceded. “Gosh, this heel thing is really starting to get to me!”

“I’ll say. Anyway, back to the real issues here folks.” Said Reggie. “Tonight we have two outcomes people, two! We could become subject to the tyranny of an immortal mummy queen and be forced into servitude under her rule or The Shock Mistress and Stormtrooper take the two belts for themselves and forever win our freedom!”

“Yeah! What he said!” The wurm twins chimed in.

Mitch cleared his throat. “Thanks to our wonderful staff and sponsors from Junko we have yet another ring, this one is even sturdier than the last! It’s even been tested rigorously and was titled wurm proof! Oh, what’s that? Is that- it is! It’s the illustrious Migi Junko herself!” Mitch called out, the spotlights focusing in on the stage. Out came a danuki woman with her hair tight up in a bun. She was dressed in a flashy pink leopard print blazer with a large matching pair of pink of sunglasses and black skirt. Migi strut her way down the ramp, heading straight for the announcer’s table. “She’s come to join us at the announcer’s table!” The Wendys exclaimed.

“That’s right, girls! I couldn’t miss the end of the first Monster Mania!” Migi exclaimed, taking the seat Temet had been sitting in.

“Now where is my dear friend Jacob?” She asked the four announcers.

“Mr. McLeary has been kidnapped and is being held hostage.” Wendi replied as though it wasn’t an absurd thing.

Migi laughed, “Oh my, who could have done that?”

“Her!” Wendy shouted.

Fire burst from the stage as many anubis stood dressed in white robes holding great palm fronds in their hands. They held them low, shielding the stage from the watchful eyes of the audience. Starting with the ones in back, one after another lifted their fronds, making an archway for Rashi, Temet’s royal guard. Behind her was the mummy queen herself, Temet the Timeless slowly approaching the ring. The other anubis followed them, each waving their fronds back and forth as they went until the two had entered the ring. Temet took to the center of the ring, her servants circling the outside with the palm fronds raised high. The mummy queen raised her hands and shook them wildly. When they reached as high as they could go the servants shrieked and the fronds bursting into smokeless flames by their ends.

“Wow! I don’t know about you, Mitch, but I’m feeling a little bit of magic in that ring and it ain’t lookin’ good!” Reggie shouted.

“Remember how this all started, Reggie?” Mitch replied, “Whoever takes the victory and the belts will determine the fate of the world!”

The anubis servants all retreated out of the arena, leaving the palm fronds on the floor to smother and die.

As Temet and Rashi stood motionless in the ring, suddenly a thunderclap erupted and the lights flashed from one side of the arena to the other.

“You’ve already seen them in action! We all know they’re our best shot! Here they come! It’s The Shock Mistress and Sto-ormtroope-errrr!” Mitch bellowed.

Another thunderclap burst as the ring lit with tesla coils rising on either side of the stage. Lightning arcs sparked back and forth, darkening the arena. Finally one last great thunderclap struck out as both raiju appeared almost instantly, their suits shining brightly in the dark.

Go in there and give Temet the thunder! (1d20)

<Bumping for more votes! Don't let Emma down guys!

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>>387922

Time for the electaweasels to pull every dirty trick in the book out from Emma's autistic knowledge of MWE history. There's no way Temet and and Rashi will have this level of knowledge, nor will they be able to defend against it because clearly they're not the same kind of 'rasslin autist Emma is. Tessa is going to help out too clearly, because her cousin is going to jog some memories so that she can pull some dirty tricks of her own. Obviously said tricks aren't used when the ref has his focus on the match, don't want him to see that sort of thing.

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>>387922

>>388031

This is a good idea and I'm gonna plus one it

>>387922

At some point I kind of want to see Uncle Paul provide some comic relief. Say a "dirty trick" so ridiculous there's no way it could have any actual impact on the fight. Like he tries to scare 'Pharaoh' Temet into surrendering with a giant grape snek puppet. Or maybe with one of the Wendys painted purple.

The Shock Mistress and Stormtrooper made their way down to the ring, both their hands up in the air to revel in the applause from their fans.

They stepped over the palm fronds, climbing their way up into the ring where Temet and Rashi were waiting for them. The ref stepped forward, looking at either Temet or The Shock Mistress before holding up the mic. Temet snatched it out if his hand, marching up to The Shock Mistress. The mummy queen towered over her by at least a head - she was nearly as tall as Verde Gigante, but Emma didn’t back down.

“So you did not run away! Good! Tonight we will decide the fate of the world.” Temet began. “The rules will be simple, as before it shall be a ‘tag match,’ only should you fall out of the ring… well..”

The fire from the palm fronds immediately grew to form a wall of fire around the ring. Both Emma and Tessa looked at one another, worried and confused.

“Do you know what they used to call me?” Temet continued, “Pharaoh. I was like a god!” She claimed, Rashi nodding firmly beside her.

Tessa stepped up to the mummy and snatched the mic right out from her hand. Rashi had nearly lunged at her had Temet not put her arm up.

“Pharaoh, gods whatever you are, we’re gonna take you down just the same, right Mistress?” She said, handing the mic over to Emma.

“That’s right! We’re gonna take those belts and we’re gonna put you back in whatever tomb they dug you out of!” She bellowed before tossing the mic to the referee.

“Whoa! Things sure are heating up both in and out of the ring!” Mitch called out.

“Sure is, Mitch!,” replied Migi, “I’m excited to see what will happen!”

“Aren’t you taking this a little too easy, Miss Migi?” Wendy asked, “I mean the fate of the world is at stake here!”

“Yeah!” Her twin added.

“That’s just how she copes with it, girls.” Reggie retorted.

“Oo-ooh!” The wurm twins replied.

“They don’t get it do they?” Whispered Mitch.

“Not at all.” Reggie replied.

“Take your corners!” The ref instructed.

“Which one of us should go first?” Emma asked Tessa.

Her cousin smiled, “It should be me first. I’ve been raring to go and you look like you still need a few seconds.”

“You sure you’re gonna last in there?” Emma asked, looking back at their opponents.

“Sure I am. If I’m not then just cheat!” Replied Tessa.

“Cheat?” Emma repeated.

“Didn’t Uncle Paul tell ya? He loaded us up with all sorts of tricks up our sleeves, literally.” Tessa winked, opening up her jacket to reveal a pair of brass knuckles. Emma’s eyes went wide for a moment before a grin ran across her lips.

“Reg, I… I think the raiju twins are planning on cheating!” Said Mitch.

“No way, you’re just seeing things.” Reggie replied.

Mitch shook his head, “No, really!“

“Why would they need to cheat? It’s not like this is a world ending match of the century or anything.” Wendi chimed in, Reggie pointing a finger at her as though she had proven a point.

Emma smiled at that.

Normally cheating was bad, right? But this was wrestling and they were heels! It only makes sense that they cheat! Besides, are they gonna let Temet win? Hell no!

Emma checked her own pockets for anything they might contain. She found a brass knuckle similar to Tessa’s while another had a pepper spray can in it that could come in handy in a tight situation. They were gonna pull out all the stops.

“Alright, Tessa, you’re up first. Let’s play it safe for now, feel them out and if it comes to it, you know what to do. Just be careful of the ref.” Said Emma, climbing out to the edge of the ring. Thankfully the fire isn’t too close, but it certainly looks dangerous, she thought.

“Don’t worry, I got this!” Her cousin replied with a grin to match her own.

Across the ring their opponents had decided that Rashi would be first in the ring, Temet taking to the ropes. The anubis stepped out to the center of the ring, still wearing her signature mask.

The bell rang and the two shuffled around the mat in a circle looking for openings. After circling half the ring Tessa furrowed her brow. Looks like I’ll have to bait her out, she thought, turning her back to the anubis to raise her arms for the crowd.

“Whoa! What is Stormtrooper doing?” Mitch yelped, “She’s leaving herself wide open!”

“Sometimes you gotta take risks, Mitch! Don’t question her methods!” Reggie shot back.

<Doublepost!

Rashi charged forward, taking the bait. She went for a ‘spear’ into Tessa’s back, but the raiju was too fast for her, spinning out of the way, her tail whipping the anubis in the face. When Rashi bounced off the ropes and came back for another try, Tessa spun again, this time delivering a swift kick to her backside.

WHUMP!

Rashi landed on all fours, the mat bouncing under her weight.

Quickly, the anubis was back on her feet, turning on Tessa only for the raiju to force Rashi under her arm.

WHUMP!

“OH! DDT! DDT!” The Wendys shouted.

In a moment Tessa was back on her feet, kicking Rashi onto her back and stomping her while she was down.

“Looks like Stormtrooper’s got a real handle of the situation.” Said Reggie.

“Hey, wait a minute, what is Temet doing?” Mitch pointed out. The mummy queen had thrown her head back and began to chant something.

“Enough child’s play, Rashi!” Temet snapped at her underling.

Immediately the anubis caught Tessa’s boot and pushed back, shoving her backward onto the mat. Rashi quickly wrapped both her legs around Tessa’s thigh, her claws taking hold of the raiju’s foot in a full body leg lock.

Tessa howled in pain, struggling to get out of the hold. She tried electrocuting the anubis, but Rashi managed to keep hold of her. Emma could only watch, sparks flying from her fingers as she tightened her grip on the ropes.

Get in there, Emma, she told herself, jumping over the ropes. The ref came at her but she shoved him away, heading straight for Rashi. The Shock Mistress swung at the anubis, her supercharged fist connecting with that familiar pop.

Rashi rolled away, leaving Tessa with her cousin.

“You alright?” Emma asked, helping her up.

“Yeah… man, that really hurt!” Tessa said, easing her foot back down to the mat. “Another minute and I feel like she woulda twisted my ankle off.”

“We can’t pull any punches then. Tag me in,” Emma told her, running back to the ropes. Tessa followed, slapping her cousin’s hand.

Rashi quickly followed suit, changing places with Temet.

The mummy climbed through the ropes and came at Emma, grabbing for her head. Emma dropped low, Temet snatching her hat off her head before the raiju grabbed her thighs and sent a few volts her way. She pulled the undead pharaoh’s legs out from under her, taking her down to the ground before mounting her.

Pop! Pop, biff!

She gave her two electric punches to the head before Temet caught her fists and threw her off.

“Not bad, not bad at all!” Temet said, rising to her feet again as if nothing had happened.

“She just brushed off those blows like it was nothing!” Wendi shouted, “That crazy!”

“I don’t know how The Shock Mistress is gonna keep up at this rate!” Mitch added

Just then Temet strong armed The Shock Mistress down to the mat.

“I can’t watch!” Wendy whimpered, slithering away.

“Hey! You can’t just leave!” Mitch cried.

“There she goes,” replied Reggie.

“I wonder where she’s going,” Migi said, watching her wind her way backstage. “Wait a minute, who’s that?”

Down the ramp came two people running straight for the ring.

“It’s Monica Flare and Starstorm! What are they doing here?!” Mitch yelped.

Monica leapt through the fire and into the ring, the ref immediately trying to eject her. As she ran her distraction, Starstorm ran over to the announcer’s table and snatched up a folding chair, tossing it to Stormtrooper.

“Ohmigosh, they're helping The Shock Mistress and Stormtrooper!” Wendi cried out, “Monica Flare has turned the ref’s attention away from the fight!”

Tessa grinned at David and went to work, jumping into the ring to strike Temet on the back.

The mummy fell over on her face, Tessa striking her backside again before tossing the chair out of the ring.

Immediately Monica retreated back through the fire, both her and Starstorm making a break for it before anyone could catch them.

When the ref turned back, only The Shock Mistress and Temet were in the ring. The raiju flipped her opponent over and grabbed her leg to pin while simultaneously discharging any static she had built up.

The ref slid down beside them, starting the count before Temet kicked out of Emma’s hold, much to her surprise.

“Your resourcefulness is very interesting, but do not think that will work again.” Temet declared, getting back to her feet once again.

This mummy is crazy strong, she just ignores all my attacks, Emma panicked.

Time to cheat? Which tricks should they try?

Are there any that they hadn’t thought of?(1d20)

>>388060

Don’t worry, I’m locking in this idea because it’s just too silly not to.

<Just started working. It's overnights so my posting may take a bit longer. Gotta get use to overnights again. I hope it doesn't effect my 'quality' or whatever lol/blogpost

>>388243

What the fuck man?! How many fucking times-

You know what, I'm OK with it. I genuinely want to see how this goes horribly, horribly wrong.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>388243

I'm going to try and save this with the stipulation that Emma and Tessa do that thing to make improv weapons to use on top of being a distraction

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>388253

fug

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>388243

We need JUSTICE for this great cheat

“Shoot! She almost had her!” Wendi grumbled.

Reggie and Mitch sighed, disappointed that The Shock Mistress hadn’t won there and then.

“If only there was something else she could do.” Migi said wistfully.

“There is!” Someone said from behind them. When the four turned around they saw Jon Falstaff himself marching up to them. He quickly took Wendy’s seat beside Mitch.

“Jon Falstaff?” Said Mitch, “What are you doing here?”

“Those are my girls aren’t they? I’m not about to miss out on this title match!” The manager said indignantly.

“Tonight I will show the world what a great man Jon Falstaff truly is!”

“How’s that?” Asked Reggie sarcastically.

“Like this!” Answered Jon Falstaff, pointing to the ring.

Suddenly something fell from the ceiling around the wrestlers like rain plinking off the mat much to both Temet and The Shock Mistress’ surprise.

“What is that…?” Mitch wondered.

Reggie squinted, trying to get a better look. “It looks like…”

“Legos?!” Wendi hollered.

“That’s right! Legos!” Jon Falstaff bellowed.

“I don’t understand…” Mitch said, dabbing the sweat off his forehead with his towel.

“You ever step on a lego, Mitch? Not pretty!” Answered the rotund manager. “That’s not all! There’s a certain someone in that ring!”

“What do you mean?” Asked Wendi.

“Look!” Said Falstaff, pointing to the ropes.

There was Rashi bouncing up and down at the sight of the plastic bricks strewn about the ring. Even with her mask on her excitement was plain as day. As soon as they stopped falling she was in the ring, crawling around to collect them like a child.

Emma looked to Tessa who had entered the ring once again, the two shrugging at one another while Temet began shouting at her anubis counterpart.

“What do you think you are doing, Rashi?!” The mummy bellowed before tripping over the legos under her feet.

Emma gave Tessa a nod, the two readying themselves to attack her while she was distracted.

As soon as they made a move, their feet slid out from under them, Tessa falling flat onto the legos while Emma glided across the mat and slammed into Rashi and her pile of plastic pieces she had collected.

Both Mitch and Reggie looked to Jon Falstaff for an explanation, but all he could do was try to loosen his collar and wipe the sweat from his brow.

“Quite the plan there, Falstaff.” Reggie remarked snarkily.

“Ah, but you see that is just part one of my master plan!” Falstaff said, jumping up from the table and running backstage. “The second part has yet to come!” He shouted as he went.

“Emma…” Tessa groaned.

“Yeah?” Replied Emma.

“That really fucking hurt…” Said Tessa, struggling to sit up.

Emma slowly picked herself up off the mat, lego pieces stuck to her face. “Yeah… some trick that was.”

“You… you broke my legos!” Rashi accused The Shock Mistress, standing up from her wrecked collection. Emma scrambled to her feet, readying herself for the anubis’ attack.

Crunch!

Rashi let out a wild howl as she fell back, clutching her foot.

“Owowow, damn it, it’s like stepping on sharpened kopesh!” She cried, nursing her soles.

Now’s my chance, Emma told herself. Once again her feet slipped and she plowed into the downed anubis.

WHUMP!

“Mitch, I think Falstaff just turned the ring into one big landmine.” Reggie mused.

“I think you’re right. Both sides have no real way of fighting in these kinds of conditions.” Replied Mitch.

“They need to try moving a little differently is all!” Wendi added.

“What do you mean?” Her co-hosts asked in unison.

“Move like me! Slither around! Well… maybe not slither but you know!” She explained.

“I think I get it!” Said Mitch.

Yeah, me too, Tessa thought to herself. All these years with the wurms sure helped with that.

She managed to get back to her feet, shuffling her way over to her cousin and helping her off of Rashi. The anubis was groaning, still trying to rub the pain from her sore foot.

<Doublepost!

“This is crazy!” Emma complained. “We can’t do anything like this!”

“It’s fine, just slide your feet and you’re good!” Tessa explained.

“Enough of this!” Temet shouted, the ring rumbling beneath her feet. Both Emma and Tessa fell on their rears, unable to stand up from the ring’s violent shaking.

“My god! Temet is shaking the very foundation of the ring!” Mitch cried.

“Wait a minute, look!” Reggie hollered, pointing at the ring. The legos began to scatter, tumbling back and forth until they were cleared from the ring entirely.

Gradually the shaking stopped and the ring returned to its normal state.

Both the raiju scrambled to their feet, not wanting to be caught off guard, but Temet was already on them grabbing either of them by the lapels of their jackets and lifting them off their feet.

Temet looked at either one of them, narrowing her eyes. “I am going to end this, NOW!” She spat.

“Oh no! She’s gonna throw them out!” Wendi wailed.

“No, wait! Someone is coming onto the stage!” Mitch replied, directing everyone’s attention to the figures coming down the ramp.

“It’s Jon Falstaff! He’s back!” Wendi announced.

“I hope he doesn’t screw things up again…” Reggie grimaced.

“Who’s that beside him?” Asked Mitch.

Beside the manager was a large snake woman wearing a domino mask. She was purple from head to tail, flaunting her figure as she slithered down toward the ring. Jon Falstaff rejoined the announcers, a smug expression on his face.

“I have returned with the next step in my master plan!” He declared. “Behold! Lady Kamas, the apophis! Sworn enemy of Temet the Timeless!”

Both Reggie and Mitch stared at him for a moment before Reggie broke the silence.

“Lady Kamas? Where’d you find her?” He asked.

“She was here all along!” Falstaff lied.

Mitch ran his hand across his mouth trying to piece things together. “And she’s Temet’s sworn enemy? She just happened to be here?”

“You fools don’t recognize her?” Falstaff retorted, vexed by their constant questions.

“Sure, she’s purple… but she doesn’t really look like an apophis…” Migi muttered.

“Oh and I’m sure you’ve met plenty of them in your time, have you?” Falstaff barked at the danuki.

“Guys, look!” Wendi said, directing their attention back to the ring.

Lady Kamas sprung into the ring, over the fire and over the ropes, landing next to Temet the timeless.

The mummy turned and looked upon the purple serpent, her eyes going wide. “No! It cannot be!” She shrieked. “How can you be here?”

Lady Kamas tittered, “I have always been here!” She shouted, hamming up her acting. With one quick motion her great tail whapped the mummy on the back. Temet dropped her raiju victims, tumbling down to the mat in agony.

Emma and Tessa looked at each other, both mouthing ‘what the fuck?’

When they looked to the ref, he shrugged at them. Guess he’s not about to take his chances with such a large serpent lady, Emma figured.

Suddenly Rashi lunged at the ‘apophis,’ wrestling her to the ground as best as she could, but the violent violet viper lashed out with her big claws, slapping the anubis away.

“I have done my part! You two, finish this once and for all!” Lady Kamas exclaim, leaping out of the ring and slithering off backstage.

Emma and her cousin were dumbfounded. Where had this character come from? No one ever said anything about a ‘Lady Kamas.’

There was no time to worry about that, with both Temet and Rashi in the ring they needed to make one final push!

Brass Knuckles? Pepper Spray? Finisher? (1d20 with advantage)roll 2d20 and take the good roll

Rolled 12, 20 = 32 (2d20)

The time has come to crush Temet beneath an iron boot. Initiate the final solution.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>388560

>feet torture with tickling and sparks

Rolled 6, 2 = 8 (2d20)

>>388596

ups, again

<Bump for more votes!

>>388562

<Nice roll anon, one signature move coming right up!

<Come on anons, vote what you want to see like >>388596 did just roll better:^)

Rolled 14, 3 = 17 (2d20)

>>388562

I'm all for this, but electaweasels need to LAZOR CHARGE and put on a light show worthy of champions

>>388562

I ain't rolling against that.

>>388626

I do hope the Anubis girls get to keep the Legos after the match. Rashi's reaction was ADORABLE.

With both opponents on the floor, Emma and Tessa rushed over to Temet. The mummy was still writhing around on the mat from Lady Kamas’ tail whip, groaning in pain.

The raiju cousins nodded at one another, pulling her up to her feet by the arms.

Emma shot a glance over to the announcer’s table, looking for Uncle Paul. Immediately he stood up and knew what to do, rushing the stage as quickly as he could manage. The portly man nimbly hurdled over the fire to everyone’s surprise, rushing the referee who began to wrestle him against the ropes.

“Man, Falstaff sure can move!” Said Wendi. “And now he’s messing with the ref!”

“I think I know why! Look!” Replied Mitch, pointing to the raiju cousins.

Tessa tossed Emma her brass knuckle, restraining Temet with a full nelson while Emma put both pairs on her fingers. The lights on her suit flashed as she built up her electricity, sparks flying off the knuckles.

POP POP, POP!

The blows thundered through the arena as even bigger sparks flew off Temet’s gut, arcs of lightning and rays of light bursting from Emma’s back, blinding Rashi who was coming up behind her.

“Ohmigosh! The Shock Mistress is really letting Temet have it!” Wendy shouted, rushing back to her seat. She was wiping her face with a towel, a dark purple residue left on the fabric.

“Oh, hey, you’re back.” Said Mitch. “Did ya have fun?”

“I-I did! I gave Lady Kamas this towel and-and she let me keep it!” The wurm fibbed.

“Uh-huh.” Hummed Mitch, raising his brow.

“What about your clothes?” Wendi asked, poking her head around her sister’s.

“SHE GAVE THEM TO ME!” Wendy shot back in a panic.

“Oohh! I’m super jealous!” Replied Wendi, going back to her seat to pout.

“Can you guys worry about this later? The Shock Mistress and Stormtrooper are fighting for the fate of the world over here!” Reggie hollered over his co-hosts’ bickering.

Temet was about to fall over when Tessa pulled her back up. Emma looked over her shoulder to the ref and tossed away the brass knuckles, the two raiju lifting Temet up onto their shoulders together. Falstaff ran immediately, running through the flames again all the way backstage as fast as his legs could carry him.

Mitch gasped. “Is that the-“

“IT’S THE FINAL SOLUTION!” Wendi cheered with her sister, drowning out their counterparts.

“I love the energy these two bring!” Migi said to Reggie.

Reggie sighed. “I bet you do.”

WHUMP!

Temet hit the mat hard, sparks and lights flashing out from underneath her as both raiju scrambled to pin her together.

The ref turned around and spotted them, sliding down beside them to start counting.

The whole arena counted along, ONE!

TWO!

Whump! Temet kicked out, knocking Emma off her shoulders while Rashi yanked Tessa off the mummy’s legs, much to everyone’s disappointment.

“I can’t believe it, Temet managed to kick out even after the Final Solution!” Mitch bemoaned.

“Wait a minute, look!” Wendy shouted, pointing at Rashi pulling Tessa back towards the ref. The raiju was kicking and shouting profanities when she accidentally knocked the ref over. Rashi looked surprised, but Tessa was quick to take advantage of the opportunity, drawing out and spraying her pepper spray in the anubis’ face. She fell over, clutching her face in pain while the raiju tossed the can away and ran back to Emma.

<Doublepost!

Temet was advancing on The Shock Mistress when Stormtrooper circled behind her. The mummy turned to see a charged kick hit her in the chest while Emma swooped down and swept her legs out from under her, the mummy falling onto her back hard.

WHUMP!

Both raiju were now panting. Just how much can this Temet take, Emma wondered, sweat running down her cheek.

“We gotta do something else. We gotta do another finisher.” Tessa suggested.

“Like what?” Asked Emma.

“We can try what you and Frankie did before but better!” Her cousin answered.

“No way, that’s too dangerous!” Emma argued, “You could get hurt!”

Tessa shook her head, “That’s why we’re gonna do it better! You get on that turnbuckle and I’ll bring her closer so you don’t hafta jump as far.”

“Can you even pick her up? She’s huge!” Said Emma.

Tessa shoved he towards the turnbuckle and smiled. “I’m a lot tougher than I look, y’know. I could lift that bitch easy!”

Emma reluctantly climbed the turnbuckle, readying herself for the jump. Tessa probably won’t be able to hold Temet up for long, she figured, so it would be good to be ready. She looked around the ring, seeing Rashi still on the floor out of commission, the ref barely coming to, the announcers at their table and the sea of fans out in the arena. She looked back to Tessa who was carefully lifting the mummy up on her shoulders like a wrapped up overgrown child. Slowly she stepped over towards the turnbuckle, the weight on her shoulders more apparent than the weight Emma now bore.

When she was in position she gave Emma a wink to signal that she was ready.

Emma took a deep breath, her suit lighting up and sparking once again as she tensed up her muscles. This was going to end this match one way or another!

Can Emma pull this off?

Give that bitch the Rolling Thunder!

(1d20)

<This could be the last roll, let's hope for the best!

Sorry the post is so short

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>389003

Show temet the true power of blitzkrieg! Finish her!

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>389003

Gonna roll since a 5 isn't going to cut it.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>389003

Make sure to have our theme song blaring when we blast that bitch

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>389002

>“IT’S THE FINAL SOLUTION!” Wendi cheered with her sister, drowning out their counterparts.

Missed an opportunity there for the tanukki to go OY VEY BOYIM REMEMBER THE SIX TRILLIONS

Also, rolling for Temet actually using her mummy towel powers to bondage-raip both weasels.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>389003

ROLLING START!

Suddenly, as if on cue, Emma heard the music that played when she and Tessa had entered the arena before. It filled her with confidence and gave her a second wind.

She could feel the music coursing through her as she leapt.

Tessa braced herself, the mummy queen Temet coming to on her shoulders as Emma supercharged herself.

Before Temet could even react, The Shock Mistress was soaring through the air straight for her, the raiju’s arms crossed over in front of her.

POP!

The arena lit up with an assortment of blue, pink and yellow lights as the two collided with one another over Stormtrooper’s head. It was like lightning had struck the ring itself. Temet tumbled and flipped backwards, landing face down on the mat with another burst of sparks while The Shock Mistress caught herself on her hands and knees. Electricity shot between the two of them, running up and down their bodies in waves. Around Temet was a black outline, burn marks from the discharge when she landed.

Tessa rushed up behind Emma while the two of them hurried to get a pin going.

“Gosh, Mitch, I can’t see anything!” Wendy whined, rubbing her eyes.

Mitch was blinking profusely beside her looking at the table. “Neither can I, Wen. Anyone else?”

“Nope!” Wendi answered.

“You guys should really consider wearing sunglasses.” Reggie replied with a smug grin.

“He has a point!” Migi added, taking off her own pair of sunglasses she had hidden away.

“Well, let me try to describe it for you. Wendy, what would you call a move where Stormtrooper holds Temet on her shoulders while The Shock Mistress tackles her off from the turnbuckle?” Reggie asked the wurm.

“OH- OH! That sounds like ROLLING THUNDER!” The wurm squealed.

“I was gonna say Thunderstruck.” Wendi grumbled.

“Blitzkrieg?” Mitch asked.

“I think it could be all of those things!” Migi pointed out.

“No! It would be too confusing!” The wurm twins replied together.

Reggie shrugged. “Well, either way, now they’re trying to pin Temet but no ref! He’s as blind as Mitch.”

Mitch looked past his co-host, looking dejected at the space in front of him.

“Where’s the ref?!” Emma hollered.

“He… he’s over there! He can’t see!” Tessa replied, pointing at Rashi and the referee stumbling over one another. That light must have been brighter than we expected, Emma considered. By some miracle neither of them had been blinded.

Tessa jumped up, quickly moving to grab the ref and drag him over. She put him down on his knees and grabbed his hand, slapping it down on the mat for him while Emma kept Temet pinned.

“Stormtrooper is having to puppeteer the ref to count!” Reggie called out.

“Is that even legal?” Asked Mitch.

“Who cares? The Shock Mistress still has Temet pinned!”

Temet struggled in vain, the static from both her and Emma’s bodies combined stuck her down to the mat like glue. Her body buzzed with a numb feeling, her muscles locking up against her will.

She let out a scream as the count went out.

“One!”

“TWO!”

“THREE!”

DING DING DING!

The bell rang out as the arena lights flashed and the music continued to play out. Everyone in the arena cheered while Tessa pulled Emma off of the defeated Temet the Timeless.

<Doublepost

I just realized I don't think I ever posted their theme song

“I don’t believe it, people, it’s over! The Shock Mistress and Stormtrooper are taking home the two belts!” Mitch announced, slumping back in his chair with relief. The anubis servants from before came to collect the mummy queen and her bodyguard from the ring, leaving the two raiju standing victorious in the ring.

“More importantly we get to live another day!” Reggie added, “and let me tell ya, that’s pretty sweet, ain’t it Wendi?”

“Awww, I think you’re sweet, too,” Wendi replied with a smile, confusing all of the announcers.

Migi cleared her throat, “Well, I’m happy to see the new champions of the MWE with my own eyes!” She said. “Oh! Look who it is!”

Down the ramp came the bicorn Claudia and beside her was Jacob McLeary himself, bandaged up and dressed in the ragged clothing that had been his suit. Despite his looks he was practically glowing with joy. In his arms were the two golden belts of immortality which he held up over his head like trophies he had earned himself. Claudia led him up to the ring and helped him up into it where Emma and Tessa were waiting. The ref immediately handed McLeary his microphone, giving the man some space.

“The Thunder Warriors! The Shock Mistress and Stormtrooper! First time champions of Monster Mania! Wow! I knew there was something special about you two!” He said, presenting the belts to either of them.

“Not only defeating Hemlock, a champion herself but Temet the Timeless and Rashi… wow… I believe you’ve earned these, wouldn’t you say, people?” McLeary asked the arena patrons. Another cheer went out all around as MWE fans shouted and whistled for the Thunder Warriors.

McLeary handed each of the raiju their matching belts, forcing himself between them for a photo Claudia was getting.

“Smile, ladies, you’re champs now!” He said with a grin and a squeeze.

Tessa rolled her eyes but when she saw Emma she couldn’t help but smile. Emma was fighting back tears of joy. They had done it, they had gone all the way and made it to the top on their first go, like some kind of cheesy movie. She looked to her cousin and smiled. Finally their lives had turned around for the better - no, for the best.

Backstage it was all celebrations again. Catered cuisine and an open bar, it was like some kind of wedding reception. McLeary had said as much, “You ladies are now MWE’s top girls!” He told the two raiju. Every wrestler was patting either Emma or Tessa on the back or getting their game on at the open bar. Frankie and David gave Emma a group hug, the two already several drinks in. Tessa refused to join until Frankie forced her in with a headlock, laughing while the raiju zapped her.

“It tingles! Haha!” The salamander giggled drunkenly, much to Tessa’s frustration.

Soon enough she relented and joined in. “Fine, but only because Emma’s here!” She barked, which only made both David and Frankie laugh more.

All the other wrestlers joined in, faces and heels alike.

Lucile was somehow already drunk and had wrapped her strong arms around several wrestlers. Devilray and Cannibal Hannah were the two unfortunate enough not to escape.

“Hahaha! I love all of ya!” She bellowed, squeezing down on them with a laugh.

Hannah tried pushing off in vain with Lucile proving to be too much for her.

“Oh God, I think… you’re crushing my ribs!” The ghoul wheezed out.

“Ya big, damn cow, lemmie go!” The devil hollered as she struggled and squirmed. Suddenly the minotaur felt someone grab her from behind, their claws pulling her around her waist.

She dropped the two in her arms and turned to see that it was Lexi tugging on her from behind.

The manticore pulled her away from the others, taking her around the corner. Lucile looked bewildered but she waited for Lexi to say something first. After several moments of thinking Lexi finally said something.

“Lucile… I want to… apologize.” She forced out. “For… everything… the way I acted. The way I treated you.” Her ears and tail drooped behind her, the former champion looking like an absolutely miserable and pathetic manticore.

Lucile stared at her long and hard, taking deep breaths before suddenly hurling all over the floor in front of her.

Lexi stepped back out of the splash zone with a look of disgust, but soon enough she found herself laughing at the minotaur.

“Oh sure, laugh it up… ya overgrown pincushion!” Lucile slurred out before burping. Lexi could only laugh more as she helped Lucile back to her feet. “I missed ya, Lucy.” She said shouldering her friend.

<Triplepost

Months later MWE was still popular, showing Monster Mania reruns here and there as new matches played every Monday and Friday. Emma and Tessa had managed to protect their title since then, butting heads with both tag teams Poison and the Freedom Fighters as part of their kayfabe rivalry.

The reality of it was Frankie and David were enjoying hamming it up with them every opportunity they had while Hemlock and Ipecac desperately wanted a shot at earning the tag team belts. Behind the curtain it was all friendly competition.

Alone, neither Emma or Tessa would stand a chance but they always had each others backs; even when it was a one-on-one match one would interfere if it was going south.

Emma decided to move in with her cousin, which meant moving in with the Wendys, too. Tessa was surprised to learn that there had been two of them all along. She never could figure out how they managed to pull it off.

“I guess wurms are smarter than they let on!” Emma suggested.

“I doubt it. I bet one of them worked the third shift while the other slept.” Tessa retorted.

“Shush you guys! We’re watching the last match of Monster Mania! Oooh! Look, look, Wendi!” Wendy cheered, pointing at the tv. The Shock Mistress had just leapt from the turnbuckle and bowled over the mummy on her partner’s shoulders.

Wendi let out a laugh, “Serves her right!”

“Gosh, Wendi… I wish I could get their autographs someday.” Wendy sighed, watching as the match wrapped up.

“I wish I could get Lady Kamas’s autograph…” Wendi growned.

Emma looked to Tessa, who glared back at her.

“Don’t you even think about it,” She hissed, “If they don’t know who it is by now they never will and I’m not about to have them waking me up every hour to ask me stupid shit.”

After a moment the two raiju began to laugh as the twin wurms finished the rerun.

<Quad post!

Frankie and David married over the summer, inviting all of the wrestlers to the wedding. It was even televised as an MWE exclusive event and spared no expenses. Emma was of course the Maid of Honor and much to everyone’s surprise she was quite good at it.

“You ever think you picked the wrong career?” Frankie had asked her as the final adjustments to her wedding dress were being made.

Emma shook her head, “Never. I may be alright at this - and not to brag, but I’m one of the champions now!”

“Ha! Not for long, David and I’ll take you down one day!” Frankie shot back, flexing her arms, nearly tearing the seams of her dress.

“Hey, muscleheads, Bridal March is on in five.” Tessa said, poking her head around the door.

The ceremony was going off without a hitch, although the attendants looks comically colorful, David thought. All of them were wearing suits and dresses over their wrestling costumes. Jacob McLeary insisted on it since this was all being broadcasted live. It was what Frankie had wanted, oddly enough. She and David as well as the groomsmen and the bridesmaids were the only ones not in costume to his knowledge. They included Reggie, Mitch and Uncle Paul. Tessa was made the Best Man much to everyone’s amusement, especially the two Wendys on the bridesmaids side with Megan, Frankie and David’s manager. Emma stood proudly at the head, keeping the two wurms in line.

David waited at the altar, sweating as the Bridal March began. Finally, his bride had entered with none other than Jacob McLeary marching her up the aisle.

Thankfully he had toned down his usual behavior enough to get her to the altar without incident. David took Francine’s hand and they went on together to give their vows.

When they got to their ‘I do’s’ and kissed, the whole room went wild, the wrestlers throwing anything their could get their hands on, confetti, rice, each other.

David looked at his now wife and partner, who grinned at him mischievously.

“Let’s get in on this!” She said, handing him his mask.

“Where were you even hiding that?” He asked as he put it on. Frankie winked at him and ripped off her dress to reveal her new costume underneath; red, white and blue starburst stripes with two big flaming stars centered on either her chest or back.

She wasted no time jumping into the mayhem, smashing Verde Gigante into one of the pews. David shook his head, thank goodness this is a set and not an actual church, he thought. He quickly joined his salamander wife in the fight, grabbing and throwing poor Devilray and Barracuda across the fake chapel.

The two managed to stay in the MWE for another year before Frankie became pregnant. They had a daughter they named Scarlett, a healthy salamander girl they both loved dearly.

After some time, both Frankie and David managed to get back into MWE so long as they had someone to watch their daughter. Sometimes they would alternate if they had solo matches, but they would beg Emma and Tessa to take care of her when they had a tag match.

They even managed to win a few title matches.

Somehow things worked out for them. They had achieved two dreams together and a third Frankie never knew she wanted. Her newest dream now was to see her daughter grow up into a wrestling fan like her and maybe even take up the mantle as Scarlett Flare.

She liked the sound of that.

<Final post!

<Sorry for taking so long guys… work has been crazy lately.

<Big thanks to everyone who participated (or even lurked a little), sorry for the lack of art - I've been working on Cathy II here and there and I hope you'll be as happy about that as I am. I promise improvement in the quality

>>389797

That. Was. Awesome.

I’ve never been a fan of wrestling but that was great. I loved it. Happy endings for everyone.

>>389807

<I'm glad you like it, anon!

>>389809

Good to know some of my jokes land