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20:08 Raven_Vex:

20:28 Edoardo: A Metallica riff starts playing "Whiskey in the Jar." Music fills the arena. The announcer introduces me. "From Italy, this is the self-proclaimed 'most dishonest son of a bitch in pro wrestling.' Standing 5'8" and 160 lbs, this is Mr. Volcano, Edoardo." A volcano erupts on the Titantron, and then the pyros start. I walk up the ramp, through the crowd. Someone insults me; my style doesn't make me the most beloved in the crowd; in fact, I attract dislike. But that's never mattered to me. All that matters to me is winning. I see you're in the ring, waiting for me. I climb the steel steps and stand on the ring apron. I raise my arms to the sky. The crowd boos me, but more pyros start. Then I wipe the soles of my boots and finally enter the ring. I come in front of you and whisper, "Tonight you will be buried in lava!" I smile as I look into your eyes.

20:28 Edoardo:

20:47 Edoardo:

20:52 Raven_Vex: My smile deepens, and I keep my eyes on you. “Bury? Nice metaphor, but I need to melt it down a bit first,” I whisper, my voice dark but slowly rising, mingling with the audience’s whistles. I take a step forward, gliding toward the center of the ring; my moves aren’t slow, but each one is deliberate and dangerous. The referee calls the match, and the bell rings. “DING, DING, DING.” “First I’ll rip your mind, then your back.” The moment the match begins, I leave my corner at full speed and run toward you, extending my right arm out to the side. I continue running at full speed toward you. The entire arena watches us, silent. My footsteps echo throughout the arena, and as the distance between us closes, I try to slam my right forearm into your chest, giving you a premature clothesline.

20:56 Edoardo: I look at you, listening to your words, which are meant to be threats. Then I hear the sound of the bell and finally the sound of your footsteps hitting the canvas as you run toward me. The urgency pushes you to attack, I watch you and wait until the last moment. Then I step to the side to avoid your arm. Finally, I try to hit you with a low drop kick, aiming for your left knee, hoping to knock you off balance and perhaps cause you to fall forward into the buckles in the corner.

21:03 Raven_Vex: I run towards you at full speed, but you step to my right, and I wave my right hand aimlessly. You hit the back of my left knee hard, my left hand grabbing my upper thigh. The impact causes my left knee to buckle, sending my right foot sliding off the canvas and sliding backward. My head dips low, hitting the second turnbuckle hard. I groan involuntarily. The impact sends my head back and lands on the second turnbuckle again. I reach the second rope with both hands, grasp it, and slowly try to stand up.

21:10 Edoardo: My counterattack succeeds, as I'd hoped. I feel a rush of adrenaline rushing through my veins after the match started so well for me. I see you leaning against the second rope. I run to the opposite side of the ring, bounce my back against the ropes, and then quickly run back to you. Before you can fully stand, I try to hit you with a dropkick from behind. The soles of my shoes are aiming for your shoulder blades.

21:16 Raven_Vex: You managed to push me to the second turnbuckle. I wrap both hands around the ropes and lift my back, pushing down on them, but you run at full speed, and your feet drive into my back like nails, sending my head and breasts crashing back into the second turnbuckle. My toes slip off the canvas, and both my knees hit it. The top of my foot touches the canvas, and my toes are no longer touching the ground. I reach my hands to the top rope, trying to grab the top rope and stand up.

21:19 Edoardo: I feel pumped and immediately get to my feet. I don't want to force you out of the corner. The crowd doesn't appreciate me dominating; I like making the crowd miserable. I back away to the opposite corner, then I run toward you and jump to try to hit you with my chest and slam you into the corner with a Stinger Splash.

21:20 Edoardo:

10:38 Raven_Vex: I place my right foot on the canvas first, then my left foot on the ground. My hands grip the top rope tightly and I pull myself up. While my head is pressed against the top turnbuckle, you slam your entire body into mine. My head and chest hit the top turnbuckle, and I groan in pain. I grab my breasts with both hands and fall backwards onto the canvas. "Fucccckkkk..."

10:42 Edoardo: I hit you and feel your body crushed between mine and the buckles. I bounce and take a few steps back, letting you fall to the canvas. The match seems completely in my hands; you're down. I look toward the corner and place my hands on the top ropes. I turn and take one last look at you, then I climb with my feet on the ropes and try to launch myself towards you, executing a second rope moonsault. I try to fly and fall with my back on yours, crushing you to the canvas under my weight.

10:47 Edoardo:

10:48 Raven_Vex: I writhe in pain as my back hits the ground. The entire arena cheers for you. When you leap from the second rope toward me, I roll to the left, forcing your stomach to hit the ground. I quickly stand up and approach you. Grabbing your hair roughly, I force your head under my armpit. "Your dominance in this match is over, now you can start begging for me." I grip my arm tightly, forcing my biceps to press against your neck. I jump, lift my feet off the ground, and dive onto my back, trying to force your head into the canvas. I attempt a DDT on you.

10:52 Edoardo: My stomach and chest hit the canvas, because you manage to move at the last second and avoid my attack. The ring shakes, I scream in pain and writhe on the canvas with my hands on my stomach. I feel you grab my head; you were quick, despite the blows you took, to get to your feet. I get up and follow you, unable to fight back. Then you pull me down. My head hits the canvas and I lie dazed on my chest, with my arms spread.

10:58 Raven_Vex: I slam my back into the canvas, and your head hits it hard. "THUD!" I place my left foot next to your ribs and press my hips into your back. I slowly lift my hips and ball my right hand into a fist. "Today is going to be your worst night ever." I bring my left foot next to my right. I lean forward and tangle my fingers in your hair. I press down hard, lifting you to your feet. I stand with your back facing me. I wrap my left arm around your neck, bending your waist a little. I place my right hand on your back, supporting you, and I lift you up into the air, trying to land on my back again.

11:08 Edoardo: You force me to my feet again. Your strength is astonishing. You lift me up with a reverse suplex and then slam my face back into the ground. This time the angle of fall is greater. I remain lying on my stunned chest next to you, in the center of the ring.

11:09 Edoardo:

11:12 Raven_Vex: I don't give you time to breathe I feel you hit the mat and I move before your head finishes ringing. My heel drags across the canvas as I spin a fraction, settling my weight dead on top of you. One hand snaps under your shoulder, the other yanks a leg, and I shove you flat back-first into the canvas. I press my chest against yours and slam my forearm across your throat to pin your shoulders, hooking the nearest leg with my boot to make sure you can't kick free. The ref drops down beside us, eyes on both of us. "One!" his hand slaps the canvas. The crowd roars; boos for me, sympathy for you. I lean in so close your lips brush mine as I whisper: "Thought you could throw me off? Cute." I tighten my grip, drive my weight deeper, make it hurt.

11:15 Edoardo: You flip me onto my back. The headlights blaze in my eyes. I grimace. I'm dizzy. You grab my leg and pin me. The referee counts one, then slams his hand on the canvas again and yells TWO. The crowd seems elated by their cheers. But I can't lose like this without giving it my all. I raise an arm, then my shoulder, and with a twist of my torso, I break the pin. The referee stops the count.

11:17 Edoardo:

11:18 Raven_Vex: Your shoulder pops free, and the ref waves his hands no three-count. I slam my palm on the canvas in fury, my dark hair falling across my face as I glare down at you. “You really want more pain, Edoardo?” I hiss, my voice low, venom dripping from every word. I grab two handfuls of your hair and drag you up, ignoring the ref’s warnings. My knee shoots forward, aiming to bury itself deep into your gut to fold you over. If I hit, I snake my arm around your head, wrenching it tight under my arm. I raise my free arm to the crowd, soaking in their boos, then fall back suddenly, trying to drive your skull into the mat with a vicious DDT that rattles the whole ring.

11:30 Edoardo: I'm still in the match, but I'm very tired and dizzy. You taunt me with your words and put me back in position to execute your DDT. "Not this time, bitch!" I bend my legs to avoid being knocked down. Then I grab your hips and try to lift you up with a squat. I do a bridge and try to slam your back onto the canvas with a northern light suplex and pin.

11:30 Edoardo:

11:33 Raven_Vex: The crowd roars as you bridge, my body hoisted and slammed hard into the canvas. The ref slides into position and his hand smacks down “ONE!” But before the second count can land, I jerk violently, twisting my shoulder free and rolling onto my side. My chest heaves, my dark hair spilling across my face as I grit my teeth.

11:36 Edoardo: The referee stops at one, and I let go of you as soon as you break the pin, then roll sideways toward the ropes. I grab the second rope and get on my knees. Then I slowly stand up and watch you. I take the opportunity to take a deep breath. "Don't think I'm going to let you win!"

11:38 Raven_Vex: I push up from the canvas, my palms flat against it, then rise to a crouch. My lips curl into a cruel smirk as I see you clinging to the ropes for life. The crowd boos louder, but their hatred fuels me like fire in my veins. “Big words for a man hiding behind ropes,” I sneer, brushing my hair back from my face. I stalk toward you with deliberate steps, each one echoing in the arena. I lunge suddenly, grabbing the top rope with one hand while my other arm swings wide, aiming to smash across your chest with a vicious clothesline that will send you tumbling back into the corner.

14:38 Edoardo: I watch you as you approach me, waiting for your attack. I keep my cool and remain defenseless until the last moment. But when you attack me with your clothesline, I duck and slip under your arm. I stay still for a second, then jump and try to hit you in the head with a "Pelé Kick," a sort of soccer-style scissors kick.

14:38 Edoardo:

14:59 Raven_Vex: I swing my arm and you manage to pass under it. I turn my face to you Your leg whips up out of nowhere, and I barely register the blur before it crashes against the side of my head. My skull snaps sideways, hair flying, and I stagger three steps toward the ropes. My hands shoot up to catch the top rope, saving me from crumpling down. My back hits the corner hard The crowd explodes, cheering your counter, but I refuse to drop. My teeth grit, my chest heaves, and I drag my gaze back to you with fire in my eyes. “You’ll regret that…” I hiss, my voice low.

15:03 Edoardo: After I hit your skull with my foot, I quickly get to my feet and see you leaning against the corner, holding onto the top rope with your arms to keep from falling. I listen to you and smile. "Oh, really?" I run toward you and place my left foot on the second rope, then lift my right foot off the canvas and raise my knee up to your face, attempting to knee you in the chin. ytfirst

15:05 Edoardo:

15:11 Raven_Vex: You come up with that knee and I feel it coming more from the way your hips rotate than the motion itself. I pull my chin down at the last second so it slides past me, then I catch your raised shin with both hands like a trap snapping shut. I step in close, plant my shoulder into your thigh and wrench, using the grip to twist you off the second rope. I guide you forward; before you can regain your footing I spin under your arm, loop a hand round the back of your head and drop down, try driving your face into the mat with a vicious snapmare hybrid.

15:22 Edoardo: You avoid my knee and slam me into the turnbuckle. Then you grab my head and push me into the center of the ring. After a somersault, I try to get up immediately, but I can't keep my balance, I'm completely dizzy and staggering. tr

07:46 Raven_Vex: I rise smoothly from the mat, watching you stumble like a drunk man in the dark. My lips curl into a wicked smile. The audience roars, sensing blood, but all I see is prey ready to be finished. I stalk closer, slow, deliberate, letting you wobble right into my reach. Then I explode forward, try driving my boot into your gut to fold you in half. I seize your head under my arm, hooking your tights with my free hand. The crowd gasps as I lift holding you suspended for a heartbeat so everyone can see before dropping back and spiking you into the canvas with a brutal brainbuster.

16:00 Edoardo: I stagger, you kick me in the gut and make me bend over. I put my hands on my stomach, I huff, I'm bent forward. You don't stop, you grab my head, you put your arm over the back of your neck. I understand your intentions, it's either a vertical suplex or, worse, a brainbuster. I have to do something. When you lift me, I push myself with my legs to go over your head, avoiding stopping in a vertical position. When I put my feet on the ground, we are back to back. At this point I grab your head and drop to the ground to hit you with a cutter.

16:00 Edoardo:

10:58 Raven_Vex: I lift you up, and as I position myself to slam you to the ground, you throw me off balance with your feet, but with the momentum, you manage to put both your feet on the canvas. My head is locked between your arms. When you slam the back of my head hard into your shoulder, my feet leave the ground, and I spin to the left, falling face down onto the canvas. I involuntarily grunt in pain. This time, I can't find the strength to stand up, so I lie face down to recover. I'm out of breath.

11:49 Edoardo: I managed to avoid a likely lethal move. I hit you with a clever and very painful countermove. I know it. I turn around and see you lying face down on the ground. I have to take advantage of the situation. I grab your arm and trap it between my thighs, then I fold my hands over your face and pull back to put your neck in traction, with a crossface.

11:50 Edoardo:

11:55 Raven_Vex: I'm still dizzy and trying to figure out what's happening. My left arm is caught between your legs, and your arms are pulling my chin hard. My back buckles and I groan in pain. "Nghh... argghhh...." The referee comes to me and asks if I'm giving up. I reach my right hand towards the ropes and try to grab them. I'm trying to get the referee to break your hold. The whole arena is chanting, "GIVE, GIVE, GIVE!"

12:40 Edoardo: I hold you in my crossface and throw my head back. I realize you're struggling and immediately increase the pressure on your neck. I feel you surrender. Then, immediately afterward, the referee calls the bell. A shiver runs through my body; I realize only now that I've won the match. I release your grip and roll onto my side. I stand up, take a deep breath, and then raise my arms in triumph.

03:51 Raven_Vex: When you release your grip I turn over onto my stomach and grab my chin with both hands. As your hand goes up, everything is blurry and I hear mixed sounds. I writhe face down on the ground. "DING, DING, DING HERE IS YOUR WINNER...." I press the palm of my left hand into the ground. "Fuck.. how... how can.. arghhh..."