International Pro Wrestling

The Announcer:
The following match is set for 1 fall. Coming in first from the United States of America, weighing in at 214 lbs. Eugene Scott!

Eugene Scott:
I swagger my way to the ring, coming down the aisle of a packed crowd full of folk craving a good clean match. Getting to the ring, I slide in, me wearing my blue trunks and white boots. I climb my turnbuckle and flex for the crowd, them going crazy after my string of recent wins. Then hop on down waiting for my opponent, and bartender friend to come out.

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The Announcer: "And his opponent from Australia weighing in at 203 lbs Damian Slater!!"

Damian Slater:
I enter the ring wearing green and black trunks with matching boots I stare at you and flex acting cocky

Eugene Scott:
I come up to ya, center ring and all. With a smile on my face, I hold out my hand.

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Damian Slater:
I look at you suspiciously for a moment then I shake your hand

Eugene Scott:
I shake it, squeeze it tight. Might surprise you, but I don't do anything fishy with it. Instead I turn and swing ya toward the turnbuckle behind me.

Damian Slater:
*I stop myself just in time then I turn around and charge towards you aiming my shoulder at your abs*yt

Eugene Scott:
I see ya catch yourself, which is about what I expected. Didn't go for the knee to the gut like I usually do because I respect you and all. Still you turn and charge at me, so I drop to my back and try to trip you with my legs, hoping to make you eat the canvas.

Damian Slater:
*I hit the canvas face first then I crawl towards the corner and rest the back of my head on the middle turnbuckle*

Eugene Scott:
Not the best position to end up, don't envy you for a second. I come up to ya and grab your ankles. I then give a mighty pull in my direction trying to pull you up and out of the corner and flat on your back.

Damian Slater:
groans as I hit the canvas I then roll out of the ring and flop to the floor

Eugene Scott:
I climb the turnbuckle as you roll out and start flexing for the crowd giving you some time to recover. While they cheer for me, the Ref comes over and starts counting at you. 1... 2...

Damian Slater:
I stay out there for a moment then I roll back in and charge at you again

Eugene Scott:
Charging at me while I'm distracted basking in the glory of the fans, you catch me in the back of my knees causing me to fall to the canvas next to you. I look up at you and wink, since we need to put on a good show for the folks paying our paychecks.

Damian Slater:
I grab your legs and put you in a boston crab

Eugene Scott:
I grunt and squirm as you flip me over, me fighting it the whole time. The crowd starts cheering as they see the cocky American start to get punished. I feel your strength though, and start crawling towards the ropes not far away, me having fallen from the corner and all. Almost there now.

Damian Slater:
I drag you to the centre of the ring and I pull back hard adding pressure

Eugene Scott:
Again I fight it for the show, me flailing my arms at the rope I was so close too. Satisfied the crowd is buying the drama, I plant my hands next to my head, and start pressing down like I'm doing a pushup. You're a muscle heavy man alright, 200 lbs ain't no easy thing to lift in this position, but I grunt real hard getting some sweat built up, and manage to shove you off me.

Damian Slater:
as you shove me I let go and back away towards the corner chuckle impressed at your strength and stamina

Eugene Scott:
I turn on my back, then bring my knees to my chest. With a mighty kick, I get up to standing, the glisten on my body looking amazing, and drawing cheers from the crowd. I crack my neck side to side, and bring up my hands all defensive as I back away slightly, readying to counter any incoming charge attempt you make like you've been doing.

Damian Slater:
I tilt my head thinking that you might be planning something I then decide to screw it and charge towards you recklessly

Eugene Scott:
You come charging at me like a bull, but I'm completely ready for you. As you come in close, I side step, slipping my hands around your waist, mighty close to your crotch in the process. My hands clasped around you, I hoist you up and over slamming your back into the mat in a mighty German Suplex.

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Grunting with my glistening chest on display for the crowd, the ref slides in starting his count. 1...

Damian Slater:
I hit the canvas hard then I hear the ref count and I manage to just kick out

Eugene Scott:
I go prone next to you, the crowd happy with the performance. I roll over on my front, then slide my chest over yours real quick, hoping to make you burn some more energy with another kick out. Ref counts, 1...

Damian Slater:
kicks out immediately

Eugene Scott:
I slap my hand on your chests smiling. Then get up to my knees next to you. I take a moment to breathe and let you take a turn with the back and forth.

Damian Slater:
I get up and I put you in a tight dragon sleeper not wanting to let you go

Eugene Scott:
Pulled back in the dragon sleeper, my full front is on display for the crowd, and they love it. Problem is, I'm starting to run low on energy, and a dragon sleeper ain't the easiest thing to get out of. I bring my right arm, my dominant one forward, and then swing it back into your ribs once, twice, trying to pull myself free with each impact.

Damian Slater:
groans loudly as you hit my ribs, I let go and back away clutching ribs

Eugene Scott:
I roll two rotations away from you, me realizing you might be a bit more dangerous than I was expecting. I bring my knees to my chest again and kick up, a bit more sweat on me this time. Decide to try another counter stance again as I bring my hands up all defensive, this time aiming to counter any grapple attempts from you if you come at me.

Damian Slater:
I walk towards you and attempt a hammer lock

Eugene Scott:
Attempting the hammerlock, I'm ready for the grapple, and instead swing behind you real smooth. I then pull my arms under yours nice and tight. I then try and lock them behind your head wanting to secure you in my finisher, the Full Nelson.

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Damian Slater:
I attempt to wriggle free but I struggle as im trapped

Eugene Scott:
Me being a bit taller than you, I constrict it and manage to lift you up off the mat a few inches, putting you on full display while I push your chin into your chest. "Good Match." You hear me say, expecting this to be the end.

Damian Slater:
I groan loudly, despite the agony I refuse to submit

Eugene Scott:
The crowd starts chanting your name. I smile seeing you willing to take more punishment for their delight. I start swinging you back and forth in my grasp like a rag doll, the tension in your shoulders making the hold worse. Not sure if I can hold you much longer, 200 lbs is a lot to be swinging around like this.

Damian Slater:
soon the agony starts getting too much for me so I have no choice but to submit "I submit!!!!!"

Eugene Scott:
I stop swinging you, and drop you to the mat. Crowd is happy with the performance. I lean over my hands on my knees breathing heavily, but a moment later offer you a hand up.

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Damian Slater:
takes your hand "Good match stud your pretty good I'm impressed."

Published: 2021-09-05, viewed 62 times.