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01:37 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: It’s my debut for OPCW! I’ve had butterflies in my stomach all day long trying to mentally prepare myself for this match at the OPCW Arena! The crowd is hopping and there’s electricity in the air! I need to make a huge impression on the audience! I’m doing my last-minute stretches and trying to control my breathing, so I don’t get too nervous! I don’t have a super fancy intro, so I need to try and spice it up a bit. So, I got a live band with a choir and such for my song. My fans that followed me have my trademark pumpkin head gear on! Holy crap! There are a lot of them! I don’t want to disappoint them! Enough fretting! I think it’s time we got started!
01:38 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: The choir and the drums start up my song and my fans know my intro song well! They start singing along! “Seid ihr das Essen? Nein, wir sind die Jäger!” Are you the prey? No, we are the hunters! And I emerge in the back of the crowd and go through my fans. I come out in my all-black attire with a special pumpkin head for the occasion! That’s right black trunks, elbow pads, knee pads, kick pads, wristbands, and a mask underneath the pumpkin. The spotlight shines on me and my pale skin glows in contrast with my outfit! I roll through the crowd slapping hands, posing for quick selfies, giving hugs to overexcited teens, and singing along to the chorus!
01:38 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B2sgOFOugiw
01:38 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland:
01:38 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: As I move the announcer yells, “making his way to the ring! At 5’ 9.5” and 175 lbs. He is the Pharoah of Focus! The Titan of Do or Die! The Analyst of Agony! The Scientist of Subtle Screams! The Pumpkin of Paleness! The Seagull Whisperer! The Dissector! RrrrrOOOOLAND SUTHERLAND!!!!” And my fans explode with cheers!
01:38 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I walk/run my way around the arena once continuing these gestures as I make my way to the ring! Once at the barricade, I place my hands on the top pad and leap over it, landing on the thin matting with both feet. I then walk to the edge of the ring and Brock Lesnar jump my way up to the apron. Out of respect, I wipe my feet on outside apron before taking the top rope and leaping over it with both feet to land on the ring. I’m not much of a showboater but I go to each turnbuckle to thank the fans, “I’m here because of you!” Pointing at my fans and bowing to them in respect at each corner. Once done, I leap down while twisting, land both feet on the mat, take my pumpkin head off and had it to an official, do a few stretches, and await my opponent’s entrance!You are not logged in. You are not logged in. yt
02:08 Michelle_Pantero: I have to admit, I didn't think much of the clown I was paired up with for his debut. I mean really having checked him out, I was almost sure I was being punished for something. Here I am, a top contender in the Fed taking on some nobody whose claim to fame was a pumpkin head. A FREAKING PUMPKIN HEAD!! I'm sitting in my locker room stewing when I get to watch him make his entrance. Watching it through the end, I have to give him some credit, his fans seem to love him. And let's face it, in this business that counts for a lot. I give him time to drink it in, it is his first time on the big boy stage after all. I prepare myself to make my own entrance. MTC
02:21 Michelle_Pantero: I take a seat on my Rascal, I intend to mock Roland at every stage, starting with his age. Sending out two helpers armed with kazoos they begin my own version of intro music. Twisting the handle, I inch out onto the ramp, Jesus this mask is hot as hell. Hitting the incline, I almost make it up to a speed shattering 3 miles an hour. The whine of the electric engine protests all the abuse it's taking at the hundred-foot journey to the ring. I finally arrive and nearly trip getting off the 4 wheeled slow patrol cart. God damn this mask. Rolling under the ropes, I match to show off the final straw to insult this old upstart.
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02:29 Michelle_Pantero: I can hear the announcer trying to maintain his composure as he finally gets to it. *AND HIS OPPONENT AT 5'7, 145 PDS OF TWISTED STEEL AND SEX APPEAL. THE CAROLINA TWISTER, THE BELLE FROM HELL MIIIIICCHHEELLEE PAANNTEROOO* finally I can take that damn mask off. I grin wickedly at Roland, "you’re ready to dance old man?" I taunt. YT
02:40 Hanna29fights: "I was almost sure I was being punished for something." Love that
02:41 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I know the intro is insulting my age. Yep, I’m really 44 and I finally made it to the big time! Took me a hell of a long while, but I’m here! And while you’re not the first to insult my age, you are the first to ever use… are those kazoos? You actually used kazoos! Tell me that was a bet! I’m so surprised, I’m legitimately impressed. You truly went all out and since you went through such meticulous effort to insult me, I’ll have to be meticulous with the pain I dish out. I see you roll into the ring and almost wrench that pumpkin head off. It is hot, but I’m used to it. It’s very apparent you’re not and I see some sweat, sorry glistening on your forehead. I hear your taunt and reply, “well, let this old timer show you a humdinger of a time, by gum.”
02:41 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Let’s see, summarization time. Your file says you’re 33, a couple inches shorter than me, and 30 lbs. lighter. And you’re known to be a hellcat. I paid particular attention to your match with Heather Hardin. I think I’m gonna have my work cut out for me. The referee comes over and checks me for weapons. He finds none of course. Roland don’t play dat. And I see him walk over to check you for weapons. Not sure why he’d bother, I don’t know where you’d hide any in that get-up of yours. I stretch a few more times in the corner while he’s checking you and prepare for the sound of the bell to get things underway! yt
02:56 Michelle_Pantero: Fuck. I'm already sweating, how does he do it? Maybe he's just cold all the time, at his age I'm sure that's it. I loosen up quickly, turning to face him as the bell rings, signaling the start of the match. I come out to the center of the mats, bringing my arms up. "Let's see what ya got grand dad." I taunt challenging him to a test of strength. YT
03:13 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I see you walk out to the center of the ring looking cocky and confident as hell! Okay, let’s see what you’re up to… oh! Really? A Test of Strength? Huh… I’m not sure what to make of this. It could be legit. It could be a trap. I walk out halfway and look at my fans. I see them waving their arms. Some going “yes”, some going “no”. I hear my fans yelling and it’s mixed. Slowly, I look at you and nod my head saying, “alright whippersnapper, we’ll do it your way.” So, I approach and slam my right hand into your left and grip tightly. I then push back to make some distance between our bodies in case you decide to kick me. Looking at you not in the eyes but at your shoulders to check for any telegraphing of moves. I then offer my left hand for you to grab while I squeeze down on the knuckles of your right. “Your move, gasser,” I say as I focus on your body language. yt
03:17 Caladan: Comes in and sits down near the ring side as i take a sip from the bottle of water and sits back to watch, " LETS GO ROLAND!!!"
03:42 Sigrid: Woo hoo! Smack that geezer around Michiepants!
03:43 Caladan: Don't listen to her Roland you got this.... *mumbles* least I think
03:45 Michelle_Pantero: "I'll have you back to the home just in time for applesauce gramps." I slap my left palm into your right, lacing my fingers with yours. I start to bear down, my forearms rippling as I squeeze. I start to ease to my left, hoping to start the circular movement. Perhaps I can provide too many things for you to keep track of. I start to lean in, pressing my weight into you. Hoping that you’re going to press in harder, I suddenly retreat, snatching my arms backwards. "Hhhhhiiiyyyyaaa" I jump lightly, yanking my right knee up, attempting to plow it into your stomach. YT
04:05 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Your rippling forearms don’t get me. I’m used to dealing with stronger forearms. No, what gets me is your craftiness and I walked right into it like a rookie! GODDAMMIT! I knew this could be a possibility! Luckily, your arms telegraphed enough of your move that I could brace my core! I absorb the uncovered knee but try to jump feet off the mat to lessen the impact. A large “WHOOSH!” escapes my lips along with an “UMPH!” Pain radiates from my belly, the focal point of your blow, and my breathing becomes harder to draw! I’ve been here before and it’s never pleasant. So, a heel move, eh? Resorting to that to take on an “old man”? As I land, I stay on my feet, but I’m bent over by about 30°. I try to use my landing momentum to rip my hands from yours and at least stand a chance of backing away to defend myself. Not a good start, Roland! yt
16:39 Michelle_Pantero: Well, he's pretty spry for an old guy, I'll give him that. Jumping at the last second to lessen the impact is a pro move, maybe I'm not giving him enough credit.... Naw. He's still a putz. I almost gag when his prune juice smelling breath wafts across my face. "Damn Gramps, wash your dentures next time." I cough out. Spreading my fingers apart, I let his hands go, twisting at the hips to the right, I yank my left arm up. "RRAAWHH." I channel my inner William Regal, attempting to connect with a European uppercut. YT
17:21 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: "Gramps!" "Dentures!" The nerve, you disrespectful rapscallion! I oughta bend you over my knee and--- "HUUULLFF!" I let out as my body goes suddenly straight, my head shoots upwards, and I'm forced to take a few steps backwards to keep my balance as your European Uppercut connects with my jaw! Damn! This is embarrassing! Only two moves in and this whippersnapper already has me reeling backwards! But there's nothing I can do about it currently as my body recoils from your blow. Great! Gut hurts and now, my jaw and neck! I'm already gonna feel this in the morning! While trying to keep my balance, I step backwards enough where I grab the middle rope with my left hand while my right arm is in a guarded position trying to cover my belly and my jaw! yt
23:32 Caladan: "Come on Roland! I hope your dentures are insured; it will be fine! You got this!"
23:33 SweetMisty: Come on Michelle!!! Another!
23:34 Elle_1: Pfft Caladan wishes he’s as much of a stud when he’s Roland’s age.
23:34 Elle_1: Go Roland!
23:43 Elle_1: Wow @Caladan just takes that dry.
23:45 Venezuelan_Metal_Girl: oh damn
23:49 Caladan: (Lol was back and forth, in the middle of making dinner) HA I am here cheering for Roland, that is why I am hoping his dentures are insured from the attacks! *gives a glare at Elle* I mean I do not want to look like some pumpkin head when I get that old sooo
23:51 Venezuelan_Metal_Girl: jejeje
23:53 Elle_1: Side seems like you’re taking shots at Rolly. But I’ll take your word for it.
23:59 Caladan: Slowly nodding my head " mmm hmm."
23:59 Elle_1: Gives him the ‘I’m watching you’ hand signal.
00:00 Caladan: Laughs and does a playful pose before blowing a kiss and winking over at Elle.
00:07 Elle_1: Winks
01:56 Michelle_Pantero: I watch Roland retreat; I mean come on. It was barely worth paying for the kazoo players at the rate this is going. I wonder if I can get my deposit back on the Rascal. I lift my arms in the center of the ring, showboating a little bit. "I hope you got the crash cart ready; this old timer looks like he's having a heart attack." I look at you and start to back up to the opposite ropes, you look pretty winded to me. I decide to keep up a fast-paced offense. "I'll have you back in your recliner in no time, Pops." Taking notes of your slight defense posture, I go with the head-to-toe strategy. I charge forward, kicking my feet out in a baseball slide trying to knock your legs out from under you. YT
01:57 Hanna29fights: EEEEP
02:21 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Damn that uppercut hurt! That’s what I’m thinking to myself as I keep my eye on you from a guarded position. I see you back-up… Wait, back-up? And then, I see you running! At first, I thought you were going to try clotheslining me, so I’d go over the top rope! But you drop! Baseball slide! So, I reach down into my barrel of tricks and channel the spirit of my fellow Pennsyltuckyan, Zack Davis! I aim to move!! That’s right, my belly, neck, and jaw may hurt but my legs are just dandy! Yes, I look to move toward the turnbuckle at the last second! Since I’m right at the edge of the ring… well… I think gravity is going to take an unexpected role in this match! How did Zack put it? Oh yeah! ¡Ole! yt
02:26 Zack_Davis: *smiles*
02:42 Michelle_Pantero: Ain't no stoppin’ me now. The road runner had less speed than me as I go for the gusto. I had figured that the walk to the ring and damage I had done would have already decided this. My disrespect of your abilities caused me to pay the price. I shoot under the bottom rope and bounce like a skipped stone across the thinly matted concrete. Coming to a stop my right-hand massages the small of my back. "Motherfucker..." I howl partially in pain, mostly in anger. Oh, it's fucking on now. I refuse to be embarrassed by this fresh meat. I clamber back up to my feet and glare at you, I head back to the apron and begin to climb back inside. YT
03:00 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Time to exercise some experience! I may be new to the big stage, but I’ve had quite a bit of small stage application. I could try for a baseball slide myself but you’re looking right at me and could just move to the side as well. Instead, I move and stay in the center of the ring stretching my abs and massaging my jaw and neck. Recuperating a bit as I see you climb back into the ring. Since my age is the theme of the night, an old joke seems appropriate. And I mean a really old joke! I put my hands on my hips and do the corny taunt, “did ya have a nice trip, Spoony? You’ll need to tell me all about it!” I taunt since you look angry and foolish mistakes tend to happen in the height of anger. Don’t get me wrong, anger can be very dangerous to me if handled improperly. But as a gentleman, I allow you to enter the ring unhindered. I also enter into a grappler’s stance again and keep my eyes on you but I’m not foolish enough to go for another Test of Strength. yt
04:56 Michelle_Pantero: My eyes narrow.... Did I just get dad joked? I think I did, talk about insult to injury. I enter the ring unmolested, how confident is this guy. I'd definitely made me earn it if roles were reversed. A gentleman mistake I might be able to capitalize on later. I cut between the second and third rope, keeping my eyes on your body just in case you feel froggy before I'm ready. Feeling the pain ebb away, I start to move in. "Okay Gramps... The kid gloves are off." It's time for Roland to learn why I'm called the Carolina Twister. I rush forward, arms held high attempting a simple shoulder and collar tie up. YT
05:12 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Oh, my goodness! Oh! My! Goodness! If looks could kill, I’d be 6 feet under several times over! Possibly halfway to China! Excellent! I see you don’t bother to square up at all! You want the collar-and-elbow tie-up now! Even better! Why? Because this is the perfect set-up for one of my favorite moves! I lock horns with you and push! Meeting your force with mine! I think ripples of expended energy shot out in waves from the focal point of contact!! And we shove against each other to truly test our strength, but I’m not going to try shoving you into a turnbuckle. Oh no! No, no, no! You’ve been calling me old since your entrance and to stay appropriate with the theme, I’m gonna go legendary! How? By channeling the spirit of Lou Thesz! It doesn’t get much older in pro wrestling than him!
05:12 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: It's time to attempt one of my favorite maneuvers! The Keylock Takeover into a headscissors! I don’t know if you’re right or left-handed, but probability dictates that I have an 85% chance of you being a righty. That said, from the collar-and-elbow tie-up, I try to cast away your left arm with my right! I’ll try to get your right hand to your hip, form the key, and take you over with control of your right arm! And since the takeover usually makes wrestlers want to keep their head up so it doesn’t crash into the mat, if I’m quick enough, I’ll try to follow with a headscissors! So, I’m old, eh? Let’s see how you like some really old school pro wrestling!
05:12 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: yt
05:42 Michelle_Pantero: As soon as my arms come up to meet yours and lock up, you make your move. What happened, did you eat some spinach while I slid out of the ring. Old man hasn't been introduced to the new breed of wrestler, time to introduce him to the new school. My right arm is caught under your arm. I'm glad I'm ambidextrous. I struggle in your grasp, keeping my body mobile. Sliding my left foot around in a circle, I try to pull myself into your back. Hoping I've moved enough to shift the fulcrum of your push, I launch two quick rabbit punches into your kidneys. *Pap pap* I hope it's enough to force you to loosen your grip. YT
05:58 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I got your right arm and you’re moving! Shit! I have to move too for repositioning! So, I swing my left foot around as well and your rabbit punch grazes my right oblique! Once I’m in position, I drop my weight to try and take you over! It’s only when I drop do I realize that even if I get the takeover, your feet may be close enough to the ropes for a touch and rope break! Still, I gotta try and see if I can get the follow up headscissors. Maybe disorient you a little before a possible break! Wise move, young scalawag! Minimizing danger. yt
15:52 Zack_Davis: *digs a breakfast beer out of my handy ice cooler, chugs half ... Belches*
15:52 Rachel_Simms: 🙄 animal...
17:47 Michelle_Pantero: I had thought the rabbit punches would make him retreat faster than his hairline. I knew that's why he wore a mask. If that body was a flashlight, that dome had to be a flood light. I grunt, swaying back then forward. But 30 pds is still 30 pds I'm not able to overpower this. Flipping over with his yank, I slam down on my shoulders. "NNNGGHGG.." a wall of ivory comes across face, I can feel your other leg easing behind my head. Oh shit, he's trying to get a head scissors. Just as he goes to lock it in, I open my mouth. Like Eve and the forbidden fruit, I'm about to take a big ole chomp. My feet kick around the edge of the mats searching for a leverage point. YT
17:49 Hanna29fights: 😳
20:30 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Success, by Jove! I managed to get the Takeover! If you learned how to do some old school pro wrestling instead of focusing on cheeky pranks, you might be in a better position, now! Speaking of which, it’s time to get the follow-up headscissors! I feel your head between my thighs and just as I’m about to lock this hold in on a bad girl--- “AAAAAGGH!!! You Shabbaroon!!!!” I roar as I feel your teeth sink into my left hamstring!! I try to jerk my left leg away from the offending teeth and scramble my body away from you to check my leg! “Shenanigans!” I yell to see if the referee will do anything. yt
20:45 Zack_Davis: *jumps on JazzyChair, screams WOO HOO!!! cutting circles in the apron area*
21:23 Michelle_Pantero: Wheeewww! That was too close, the smell of BenGay almost did me in. I feel you rolling away and waste no time in getting to my hands and knees. I blink in surprise... Shabbaroon??? "Looks like your dementia is kicking in Coxcomb." I can make up words too. Out of the side of my eye, I see Zack playing with stuff, I almost explode. I can still get my deposit back. "GET HIM GIRLS!!" I call out, hoping someone will save my pocketbook. I quickly refocus, I'll do whup his ass later, one bitch boy at a time. Gathering myself to my feet, I think it's time to show why I'm considered one of the best. I see you still whining to the ref, laying on the mats. Reaching behind me, I grab the top rope with both hands, giving a slight hop my feet land on the second rope. "Incoming POPS" I scream as I launch myself forward in a frog splash. YT
21:39 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Goddammit! I can feel the bite area pulsating! Luckily, it’s not bleeding but there is a mark. I look at the ref and I figured a big-time league would have top quality refs. I was wrong! He’s not gonna do shit! “Are you serious? What the hell are they paying you for? Just count? The ring announcer could do that!” I exclaim as I’m looking at this joker in disbelief since biting is clearly illegal. And that’s my mistake! I’m still lying on the mat, and I see the ref back away for no apparent reason. What the--? I look up and I see why he did and a split second later, I feel it! A Springboard Frog Splash onto my chest! “HULF!!!” I let out as your body crashes on top of mine! Dammit! My body recoils from the blow as it absorbs the impact. yt
21:54 Michelle_Pantero: Good ref, know your role, this is the prime time, not those rinky dink circuits you've been playing on. They know what side their bread is buttered on. Spreading my arms and legs wide, I come down like a ton of bricks across your chest. Knowing it's probably too soon, I still try for it anyway. My right arm tries to hook your left knee, "RAAWR." I growl out attempting to pull you into a fast pin. If I can get done quickly, you might still make the early bird special. YT
21:55 Caladan: Eye growing wide seeing all this, " DAMNIT ROLAND WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Points
22:13 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I lie on the mat as you go for a quick Leghook Pin. My chest is now sore from the impact. I’m betting you had too much Crown at the beach again! Your swollen liver feels like it’s 2 to 3 times the normal size! 1! Crap! The count. So… the referee is only here to call the ending, eh? Fine! And you’re not afraid to toss out highflyer moves. I listen for the ref’s count. Give myself some recuperation time. 2! And before the 3rd count, I kick my leg out and arch my back to try catapulting you off me by raising my arms up quickly, so you’d go over my head! Then, I’ll roll over to my side and make my way to my feet facing you. yt
22:34 Michelle_Pantero: I'm grinning as I hear the first palm slap, smirking when I hear the second. Well, this has to be a record time win for me. "EEEPPP." I squeak out getting bowled over your head. Tumbling along, I quickly regain my base. I lock eyes with you and stand up. "You want it the hard way Gramps??? Fine by me." I huff out. I come forward slowly, a little more weary of your skills. YT
22:47 Rachel_Simms: Come on baby...
22:47 Caladan: Come on Roland! Just shake it off!
22:52 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: We square off once more standing up! Looking each other dead in the eye. You’re looking pissed and I ain’t so happy myself! “Whatever ya say!” I have yet to do much significant damage to you other than that “¡Ole!” moment! Let’s try to change that. Instead of another lock-up, I aim to just toss a straight kick into your gut! But unlike other kicks aimed to actually do damage, I want you to catch this one! As unorthodox as that seems, the idea is to go for more sneaky kick. Specifically, a Spin Mule Kick a la Jeff Hardy! If you grab my foot, I’ll spin like the reverse of an Enziguri. It won’t be a roundhouse, but an inverted twist that ends with a heel kick to your head! You’re so youthful and arrogant, making comments about my age, you’ll probably gloat about catching my first kick. Let’s see if you spot this move coming! And even if you don’t grab my kick, I’m not about to complain of a free kick to your belly. yt
22:52 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland:
22:52 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: yt
23:20 Michelle_Pantero: Looks like the old man has a second gear, I nearly laugh a straight on mule kick? What kinda game is he playing at? I easily catch it in my hands. Holding it tight against my toned abs. Pulling back my right foot, I start to swing it forward aiming for the back of your thigh. When all of a sudden you nearly throw your hip out of place with a spinning leap. *THAWWWPPP* sole of foot meet jaw. I let go of your leg and stumble backwards, my ears ringing. Slightly dazed, I come to a halt against the corner turn buckles, resting my arms on the top ropes while me head clears. "Sonovabitch." I groan out. YT
23:44 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: YES!!! There’s just something so satisfying when a plan comes together! I land on 3 of my 4 limbs! Hands and my foot that was previously grabbed. My other foot comes down afterwards and I look vaguely like Spider-Man on the mat for a moment. I spring back up and see that you look like an average night at the beach from flirting with Kayla again and arguing with Zack! Utterly dazed!! Time to capitalize!! With your arms draped over the top ropes and that two-piece red outfit of yours practically painting a target on your belly, it would be a shame if that went neglected. Just… a crying… shame. Let’s remedy that! A remedy consisting of a running Corner Spear! I know this move is way overused! But it is effective when someone’s in a hurry! Let’s see if this old timer still has some steam left in the locomotive! Choo! Choo!
23:44 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland:
23:44 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: yt
00:08 Michelle_Pantero: I made a strategic retreat into the corner, gathering myself as fast as I can. I play at the damage done, hoping to keep him confident in his well thought out counter. I see you spring out of your *Fatman* pose, eyeing my toned, undulating, core. I can almost read your mind, perv. How dare you think like that about me, and in front of your fans no less!! I see your feet starting to move, my right hand tightens on the top rope, if there's anything about you old timers it's your predictable nature. I hear the thunder of your footsteps... Wait for it..... Wait.... NOW!! I yank myself in a spin to the side, hoping to avoid your rush. YT
00:26 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I’m feeling good! I’m feeling great! I got a good head of steam up and I’m chugging along right at that belly of yours! Gonna make you feel that pain! And then!! Oh… shit… you moved… well, this is gonna suck! I can’t stop!!!! A dull THUD is heard as my left shoulder collides with the ring post! “ARGH!!!!” I let out from the pain coursing through my now injured joint! The pain’s unreal! I can feel my shoulder, neck, and head reddening from it. Veins coming out of my forehead, under my mask. FUCK!! This is what I get for feeling too cocky! I just lie on the middle turnbuckle trying to deal with the pain. Trying to control my breathing and really hoping my shoulder is only bruised. Shit! Shit! Shit!! yt
00:49 Michelle_Pantero: I grin at the dull clang of flesh meeting iron, bet that's going to leave a mark. But having seen your ingenuity from earlier, I know I need to stay on you like white on rice in a Styrofoam cup in the middle of a blizzard. I let go of the ropes and circle around behind you. Sliding my arms around your stomach, I try and pull you out of the corner just enough. It's time to show off this country girl muscle, too often people seem to forget that I'm a workhorse in my own right. Years of working on the farm didn't just create a spectacular vision of loveliness, it created a well-hidden muscle base. I try to lock my hands together. Starting at the base of my planted feet, my whole body uncoils in one smooth motion. My thighs tremble at the strain, 30 pds might be the limit of what I can do, but I'm going for it anyways. I attempt a belly-to-back suplex, trying to dump you over on your shoulders and skull. YT
01:16 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: “URGH!!!” I let out as I feel you dragging over the middle turnbuckle. The pain is making itself known in my shoulder, but I still feel your hands around my stomach. AH! Gotta think of something! FAST! I can feel my feet bearing my weight and your arms firming up against my belly! I then feel you start to squat low! This could be a suplex of some kind! Probably a German Suplex! All of them in this configuration always start with a low squat! OH NO! I’m in no position to take a suplex if I hope to stand a chance in this match! In desperation, I try to throw your base off by pushing my feet to the sides and straightening up. I squirm to make it unstable for you to keep a foothold.
01:16 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Holy shit, Roland! What’re you gonna do? THINK!! My left shoulder is fucked up, but I still have a right arm and my legs. She’s behind me. What can I do with one arm and the opponent is behind me? Oh! Of course!! With my protesting feet, the rest of my usable torso, and my right arm, I try to get my right shoulder under your jaw. If I can do that, I’ll try to straighten up my body and then drop onto my butt! A ¾ Facelock Jawbreaker! But no one calls it that anymore because it was made famous by a guy called Stone Cold Steve Austin. And he called it The Stunner! If I can hit this, it likely won’t keep you out of the match. You haven’t taken enough damage, but it should buy me time to work on this damn shoulder! yt
01:44 Michelle_Pantero: I can't secure my suplex with all this wiggling going on. I give my arms another hard jerk, "Let's go for a ride Gramps." I growl in your ear, bringing my head just over your shoulder. Oh, a ride happens nearly immediately, but definitely not the one I intended. Your body comes up, your right arm circling to grab my neck, shades of the rattlesnake how many old timers do you plan on pulling out, is this a hall of famer showcase or what. My torso raises up, I try to scoot my feet forward so I can power out. But your weight puts a heavy strain on my back, I start to come down with you. My teeth click together as I come down with you. I bounce backwards, my head pounding from the shockwave running through it. I fall backwards, my arms clutching at your waist as I go backwards, hopefully bringing your back into a decent shot against my kneecaps. YT
03:13 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Almost… almost… almost there! Yes! I feel your chin slide under my right shoulder! We’re both struggling frantically. Each of us trying to get our move off and countering the other at the same time! But finally, I manage to straighten up and two things happen! I feel your jaw clamp together and shortly afterward, your padless knees dig into my kidneys! Not a horrible knockout shot but they still fucking hurt! “AGH!!” I yell as I feel my kidneys protest the compression! All I can think of to do is get this damn pressure off of them and not further screw up my left shoulder. So, I try to roll over to my right side to get some form of relief! Yeah, I’m definitely gonna feel all of this in the morning! AGH! yt
04:10 Michelle_Pantero: I can barely think for a moment, my brain addled for the second time. I lay on my back, chest heaving as I drawn in my breath. I'm surprised I wasn't near instantly attacked. My left foot stomps the mats, as I try to gather myself. I can hear the crowd cheering, for who I don't know. Maybe the Babyface old man, maybe the queen of the ring. My vision starts to clear, I heave myself over to my hands and knees, flinching a bit when my left knee touches canvas. Seems I didn't escape further injury from your move. I note you favoring your shoulder, digging my toes into the mat. I leap forward trying to drive my elbow into your left shoulder. I need to end this soon before my leg locks up. YT
04:59 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Shit! My shoulder! After The Stunner, I rolled to my right shoulder and tried to move my left shoulder. POP!! “UNGH!!!” I let out. FUCK!!! I’m not sure if I made it better or worse. The warm, liquid-like rushing feeling feels kind of nice but worrisome at the same time. Okay, it looks like my left shoulder is useless for the foreseeable future. That leaves me with 3 limbs and whatever I can do with my left arm below the elbow. My kidneys don’t hurt as much now, and I realize I gotta move. My back is to you. But just as I’m about to move, I feel a horrific jolt to my left shoulder as your elbow drives into it! “AARRGHH!!!!” I roar in pain as a bad situation is made worse. Instinct kicks in and I try to roll over my right side, away from the pain; to see if I can turn around so I’m at least facing you. I end up rolling over my left shoulder as well “AGH!” and come to rest on my back. yt
05:02 Sigrid: Let's go Michelle! Stay on him!
05:40 Michelle_Pantero: I smile faintly, masking the pain in my leg with a confident bravado. I watch you roll away from my elbow strike, flipping to your back. I know I have limited time to work, before you master the pain, and the clock is ticking on my left leg. I skitter forward grabbing at your left wrist with my right hand. I had been working on this since my attempt on Clark at the 5v5. Tugging your left arm towards your head, I attempt to wrap my left arm around your head, my chest pressing against yours. A face full of boob might distract you as I try to lock my right palm onto your arm. Come on Panther's Snare. YT
05:53 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: AGH!! Fuck! All this pain from one really dumb mistake! Why did I try for that Corner Spear? Because I got excited that’s why! First time on the big stage and I do something that dumb. Okay, two things that dumb. I shouldn’t have done the Test of Strength either. And I’m paying for it now! I feel you wrapping your arms around my head and you’re moving my left shoulder!! “AGH!!” I let out and then, it dawns on me! The positioning of my arm and yours! SHIT!! Anaconda! Gotta move, now!! I still have two good legs and a right arm, so I start squirming again. Egged on by the pain! If you get this hold, I’m screwed! And there’s one advantage to being 44.
05:53 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I’ve had boobs in my face before and I know how to keep my hormones in check during a critical situation! I’m not some horny, surfer guy. (Hi, Zack! 😛) Besides, Elle would be pissed if I let that distract me and that’s double motivation! And as much as I don’t like throwing hands in wrestling matches, it is one way of countering this since my right arm is free. So, I attempt to ball up my hand and swing my right around to your head! Any part will do but if I can twinge that jaw some more, that just might be a bonus! yt
06:43 Elle_1: Looking on rather sternly as Roland takes in her nice set of breasts. It’s unclear if the look is for him or her.
18:19 Michelle_Pantero: You’re shifting around trying to get away from my hold, you know what's coming and are in a frenzy to move. I press my feet against the mats, trying to follow your wiggling around. Sliding along, Elle finally comes into view. Wow does she seem pissed, I'd hate to be Roland. I give her a wink and blow a kiss in Elle's direction. Giving my torso a little extra wiggle, my breasts slide up and down his lips, I hope she gets a good look. Wrenching back on your left wrist hard, the fingers on my right hand try to finally get ahold. *Whump* I feel knuckles knock into the back of my head. My brain rattles around in my skull. "Motherfucker." I hiss through clenched teeth. My biceps ripple as I try to finish the lock, attempting to lean back on your chest, I hope the prior pain done to your shoulder will overwhelm your senses. YT
19:50 Elle_1: I lock my gaze with her as she wriggled her girls into him and with fists clenched, I stand up and make my way to the edge of the ring. “It’s ok Rolly. I know you’re not used to substandard breasts, but you just have to hold out a little longer. You got her!”
20:00 Zack_Davis: *watching from front row* ... "Ohhh, they're not substandard."
20:09 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: As I’m struggling to prevent your hold, I moment of clarity hits me! I then hear my girlfriend’s voice! I briefly turn my head and I know if I let your boobs distract me… oh shit! I’d rather not think about it! The pain in my shoulder is already driving me to act! But it is 2nd only to my fear of seeing Elle’s wrath! She knows where I sleep! My eyes go wide, my jaw is agape, and my inner Curly is ignited! Combine that with the pain in my left shoulder from you and driving forces unite! “AGH! AGH!! AGHN!!! AGH-NYAA!! NYAH-AH-AH-AH!!! WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO Woo Woo Woo!!!” And I start trying to pelt blow after blow with my right hand toward your head until you let go. I’m not gonna look like a total chump in front of my girl! Soitainly not!
20:09 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland:
20:09 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: (Right around 45 second mark for the video.) yt
20:21 Michelle_Pantero: I hear Elle giving her man encouragement, I'll smiling until I hear the words substandard??? SUBSTANDARD ME?? I think not, I look towards her ready to give her a piece of my mind. My distraction proves to be my downfall, fist after fist after fist pounds into the back of my skull, and what is that sound. Did some crazed meth head get in the ring. Letting go of your arms, I cover up my head and roll away, hoping to create some distance and time for me to think up another strategy. YT
20:26 Elle_1: She rolls to a stop facing my direction and I blow her a kiss and then go take a seat.
22:38 Rachel_Simms: Come on Michelle, you got this.
22:46 Caladan: Scooting to the edge of my seat, " LET GO ROLAND!!! THATS IT!! Keep it up!!!"
23:07 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Finally! I got you to stop mangling my left shoulder enough so I can try to move it back doo—OW! --n! Which I do and it hurts! Damn, this is not good, I’m essentially a one-armed wrestler in a match. But I can’t worry about that right now. I curl up into a ball, roll up to my shoulders, then roll to my feet. Using my balance, I stand up from a squatted position. I see you on your side holding the back of your head. First, thing’s first, I need to do some kind of damage to you, so you stay on the defensive. And those unprotected knees give me a great idea! Kneepads do blunt knee strikes but they also offer a degree of protection since they wrap around the joint tightly. Since yours are completely naked, it makes them especially vulnerable to punishment! And that’s what I aim to do! And since I see you’re on your side, I think a good soccer kick to them with my right foot is in order! A 2-for-1 sale, you could call it! yt
00:12 Michelle_Pantero: My eyes narrow at Elle's smartass little taunt; you just made the list sister. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Roland pulling his foot back, oh no no no... This can't be good. I try to twist my body out of the way, still a little bit behind the eight ball, I barely get my knees up off the ground before your foot slams into them, spinning me slightly on my axis. "AAARRRRUGGG." I howl out. The shockwave of your kick reverberating throughout my body. I end up laying on my back staring at the ceiling. YT
00:58 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Your scream sends phantom pains through my own knees. Damn! And that is exactly why I wear kneepads! Because some bastard can come along and do that! And now, I have you on your back—NO, not for that reason! Why? It’s the perfect position for me to try picking your left leg up and putting the shin under my right armpit! But the fun doesn’t stop there! I’ll then plant my left foot and try to swing my right leg around, so you’ll have to roll onto your belly! I’ll finally try to squat down and lean back to put you into a Single Leg Boston Crab! I’m doing this move for a few reasons. 1) I only need one arm and two good legs. Hey! Wouldn’t you know it? I have exactly that. 2) It’ll give me a chance to work on my left shoulder so I can try gaining some mobility back. 3) I doubt this’ll feel too good on your knee after I just kicked it.
00:58 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland:
00:59 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: (Like this, but I'm gonna try to use my right arm to leave my left free for self-rehabilitation.)
00:59 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: yt
01:43 Michelle_Pantero: I feel body get flipped and leg pulled backwards. The pain in my back and leg starts to intensify by the second. The waves of pain start to roll up my back, even as flexible as I am it feels like I'm being bent in half. Thank God we're close to the ropes. I push up on my elbows, "HHHNNN...HHHNNNNNN..." I grunt, fighting through the pain, trying to inch closer to the bottom rope. My eyes near slits, I start stretching out my right hand.... Almost there.... Just a little bit more.... Almost... YT
01:56 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: As you’re stretching for the bottom rope, I’m working my left shoulder like mad. “AGH!” I let out as I keep rotating and forcing movement. It hurts, but it seems to be getting me somewhere. Finally, I hear a “POP!” Followed by another “POP!” “AGH!! AGH!!!” I utter through clenched teeth as I inhale and exhale through my mouth. Sweat poring off my forehead from the intensity of this self-rehabilitation. Finally, another loud “POP!” and relief! Sweet relief! I let out an “AW!” and continue moving my shoulder. It finally stopped hurting like mad but it’s weak. Maybe 25% at best, currently. I’ll have to try to keep moving it when I can. But just as I make that plan, I hear “ROPE BREAK!! Break that hold!” from the referee. You must have reached the ropes and this prick of a ref finally decides to do his job! I’m a face, so I release your leg immediately before the referee does a count and back off of you per his instructions.
01:56 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I attempt to get some distance between you and me, so I’m not disqualified. And I also try to keep my eye on you to make sure you don’t pull something sneaky! Sneaky kitty is sneaky, and attention must be paid! yt
02:27 Michelle_Pantero: Ohh sweet relief... There's something to be said about the honor of the old guy. I'd have definitely keep the hold on until the count was near complete. I keep hold of the ropes, using them to pull myself to my feet. My left leg is trembling from the pain you've put it through. My right seems steady enough. I turn leaning my back against the ropes, taking a few seconds to gather myself. What had started as a joke match to me is proving to be an honest to goodness challenge. I can feel my temper raising, who does this old timer think he is? Coming into my stage and trying to embarrass me... oh hell no... My breathing starts to speed up as adrenaline floods my body. MTC
02:41 Michelle_Pantero: I'm done fooling around. I lean back harder into the ropes, using them to help set me in motion, I start coming forward hissing with ever step, I pick up a little speed, my eyes flickering towards your left shoulder, hoping it's just enough to get you to think that is where I'm going to attack. I push off my right leg, leaping into the air, i draw my left fist backwards. Attempting a Supergirl punch to the jaw.
02:41 Michelle_Pantero: YT
03:00 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: As I see you rise; I keep working my left shoulder and I notice your left knee. Huh. Weak point. That’s a target! Shoulder’s feeling better as time is going on but I’m still at around the 25% mark. As you bounce off the ropes, I see you coming toward me. Your eyes betray you as I see them glance at my left shoulder. That makes sense, it’s my weak point. My plan was to do a Drop Toe Hold on to you at the last second so I could work that left knee of yours; however, there’s a reason I use the word “was”. Just as you draw closer, you picked up speed… Huh. Adrenaline. And then, much to my surprise, you jumped and --*! I don’t even finish my last thought as your left fist connects with my jaw and catches me solid. My head snaps back and I drop like a ton of bricks. First, to my knees and then to my belly. I manage to land on the left side of my face and my vision is swimming before me. Thoughts are hard to form and my fucking jaw hurts, now! “….unngh…” I let out. This is bad! yt
04:01 Michelle_Pantero: I land the punch, but come down hard my right side takes most of the impact, but I still twinge my left leg. I fall down beside you; I don't think I can do any of my normal finishers. I'm going to have to try something new. I pull myself closer towards you, tucking into your left side. Reaching for your left arm, I try to tuck it between my legs, figuring your weakness cancels out my weakness. My hands come around your face, attempting to lock in a Cross Face crippler.
04:02 Michelle_Pantero:
04:02 Michelle_Pantero: YT
04:35 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: Given my current dazed state, I can offer little resistance to the Cross Face Crippler. It’s not until the submission hold is applied that reality is setting in, on my neck! “aaaaAAAAAGH!!!” I yell out as the hold is applied! I push against the mat with my free right arm. You’re too far away for my right hand to reach!! “AGH!!!” I yell! The pressure on my neck! Okay, Roland. THINK!! It’s a Cross Face! What’s available? Only my left arm and head are bound! I have 3 other limbs and I weigh 30 lbs more and I’m a bit taller. If I can push back enough! I can try to shift my legs out to the side enough to get a better angle! If I can get on top of her, turn this into a pin, I might have a chance! No time for further planning, I just have to do it! So, I try to do what I planned! Dammit! Gotta show I don’t have a glass jaw despite it hurting! It’ll be the first thing other opponents will try!
04:35 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland:
04:35 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: (At the 00:40 mark. He turns the cross face into a pin.) yt
04:49 Michelle_Pantero: Oh, he's not as out of it as I thought he was. He starts to push up, trying to turn me into a pin attempt. Letting go of his head, I tilt my right arm up perpendicular to his back. "Old fucker..." I growl trying to slam the point of my elbow back into your left shoulder. I hope that the sudden shock to your system allows me to reapply the crippler to its fullest effect. YT
05:18 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I think I’m making progress until I feel your right hand removed from my face. Seeing a chance, I try swing my legs around, but my efforts are stopped short by your elbow smashing into my left shoulder again! “AAAGGH!!!!” I roar as I’m dropped to my belly again and you reapply the Cross Face! Shit!! My left shoulder’s killing me, now and my neck is killing me! I have no choice! I start tapping with my right hand to signal my submission. yt
05:41 Sigrid: Yes!
05:41 JakeThe3rd: Wow!
06:06 Michelle_Pantero: The Panther's Maw locked in tight, start to wriggle my body. Excreting more pressure up and down your face and shoulder. It takes the ref to get my attention to let you go, after you've signaled your submission. I let you go, gazing down at your beaten body. I hate to admit you actually gave me a run for my money, but it seems like KC is only recruiting the best right now. I raise up on my right knee, still favoring my left. "Good try old man." I place a small kiss on your check, looking at Elle one more time and dropping a wink. "Maybe soon you'll be a contender."
06:06 Michelle_Pantero: Yt
06:12 Elle_1: I stand up fuming. First, I can’t believe Roland let her beat him. Second, no one lays lips on my guy. “Name the time and place bitch!” I jump into the ring to his side, if she’s not in my way, I’d shove her away in the process.
13:12 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: The hold is released, and I can finally feel relief from the pain as I lay belly down on the mat. I lost. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why did I go for that Corner Spear? Why did I agree to that Test of Strength? I’m already running through the match in my head, but my thoughts are interrupted when I hear your remark. “Old man.” I’ll remember that the next time we meet. I then feel you kiss my cheek. Uh oh! Elle’s not gonna like that! And sure enough, I hear, “name the time and place, bitch!” I can’t tell what else is transpiring from my vantage point, but I hear running. Is that Elle? It hurts to move at the moment. My neck hurts and my left shoulder is aching. Gonna need to see the trainer about this, maybe a physician. Dammit! I wrestled stupidly but I’ll learn from this. yt
16:41 Michelle_Pantero: I lean against the ropes feeling my left leg get stiffer by the moment. I look at Elle and smirk, "who are you? Another nobody hoping to make your name?" My smirk widens, showing my teeth. "Come back when you've actually done something. Maybe your man wouldn't be checking out other gals if you were stronger." I drop down and roll out of the ring. Looking forward to a nice long soak and massage after my victory. YT
16:44 Elle_1: “Who am I?” “Stronger?” That little. My face turns red like my skirt, and I turn and leap over the top rope towards to tackle her down from behind as she trash talks and goes to leave.
16:58 Elle_1: Yt
17:10 Michelle_Pantero: God, where are they finding these rookies, nothing like an angry person to make mistakes. Does this chick really think she's silent when she goes to jump, even half lame I'm still quick enough to sidestep out of the way. "That's the only way you'll win, attacking me after a fight like a coward." I turn to face Elle, "But if that's how you need to achieve victory come get it, I'll whip your ass like I did your boy toy." I raise my fists, swaying side to side. YT
17:16 Elle_1: She moves, and I flail about as if I can stop myself midair but crash to the hard floor. I groan and stumble up to my feet to face her and fake a jab at her face before switching low for the cross at her belly. My elbows and knees throbbing from the crash landing.
17:16 Elle_1: Yt
04:54 Sigrid: I watch Elle's missed leap and then her coming up fighting and give a little sigh. Muttering to myself for a moment and then grab Elle by the hair from behind. Hoping to surprise her enough to yank back, tuck her head, and drop myself and hopefully her to the thin mats with a reverse DDT. "The match is over!"
04:54 Sigrid: yt
04:57 Michelle_Pantero: I snort, new fish always trying to take on old dogs. We always watch out for each other. "Come collect your girl, Rollie." I call out. Turning my back to the pair of newbies, I make my way with Sigrid out of the arena floor.
04:58 Sigrid: I kip up from the mats to follow Michelle out, shaking my head.
05:03 Elle_1: As I start circling Michelle, I hear someone behind me but it’s too late as I feel my scalp twinge in pain as I stumble back into someone’s arm and my heads hammered back into the mat leaving me stunned as I moan. I’m able to focus just enough to see who attacked me. As I lay there holding my head.
12:56 Roland_The_Dissector_Sutherland: I watched the whole thing unable to move. I saw Michelle leave the ring. I saw Elle do an impressive but fruitless dive to the outside of the ring that Michelle easily avoided. I saw Sigrid sneak up behind Elle, grab her hair, and do the Reverse DDT. In my current state, I tried to move but couldn’t. My body feels like it’s made out of lead, especially with my left shoulder feeling destroyed. As Michelle and Sigrid leave, I finally get myself to my knees and right arm to do an awkward crawl to check on Elle. Even getting out of the ring is slow agony despite my legs not being damaged. I finally make my over to where she’s laying on the thin mats and stoop down to check on her. “I’m sorry, babe. This shouldn’t have happened. It’s my fault, but next time we’ll be prepared,” I finish as I stare at tonight’s victors leaving.
13:59 Elle_1: I sit up and look over at Roland. “It’s not your fault, hon. I mean besides not being able to beat that cocky witch. But we’ll get the both of them soon enough if we can.” END

Published: 2023-02-16, viewed 65 times.