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Description: Straight down in Macon County Line is CWA RIOT!!! Slamming it down full throttle, the reigning World Rookie Champion Sven Maesters is taking all comers in a fearsome riot, full throttle! But how will the Warwolf handle it when his arch-rival, the world famous Rainbow Mika, crashes his party with the full force of Rainbow Mania?!

It wasn't Slammasters.

The Continental Wrestling Alliance was one of the largest wrestling organizations within North America. Going from town to town, the wrestling league was a travelling. While its roster was somewhat... lacking in a bench of A-Listers, there was always room for the washed up, the former, and of course, anybody willing to take a B-List paycheck. Thus, it had the useful niche of being wildly unpredictable of who takes to the center ring; even non-wrestlers could appear in the center for wildcard matches. Tonight?

It was time to slam down(c) in Macon, Georgia.

The Macon Community Center already had an arena to work with. The interior was filled with aluminan seats and excited fans. The audience was blue collar, with hotdogs and cheap beer by the plastic cup. The center ring was simple, with blue and gold around it (the colors of CWA), and a gold belt logo right in the center. A ring apron was over it, and foam padding was all around the ring, covreing the concrete flooring. The crowd was roaring; a match was in progress. The fans were all arms up, hooting and.... howling.

All wearing wolfmen masks.

Because, of course, the top billing was Sven Maesters, the World Rookie champion. Having destroyed the one and only Lightning Spangles with the legendary Three Wolf Moonsault, he had claimed the world belt after battling for it for so long. And now, as the leader of the Rookie world, his reputation was still modest in the world of organized fighting? But in the wrestling world? He was developing the reputation of at least being a noteworthy wrestler.

At least.

The towering swede was already in the center ring, as the staggering viking metal of Amon Amarth drones around him as he makes for the pin on his latest victim, the Manhandler Panhandler. The swede was clad in his cargo shorts and a great wolf pelt over his naked back. The man was wearing both his black army boots and his wolfman mask, in full costume for him. The count comes. One. Two. Three. And its over. Sven rises up from the Manhandler, giving a swift kick to him while the Pandhandler was down, knocking him out under the ropes. And he flings his arms into the air. "I am World Champion! I am king of belt holder!" Was the roar from Sven Maesters, the legendary Warwolf. Glowering from his wolfman mask, he stares. "Open challenge! Still open challenge to whole arena! Who is strong enough to come down? Who is next?" He thrusts a finger to a young boy in the front rows, locking eyes with him.

"Who is strong enough to face world champion!?"

"That's me!" comes the bellow of a familiar voice. "I'll take you on! Rainbow Mika never backs down from a challenge!" Mika stands toward one of the entrances, pointing dramatically at Sven and making herself heard through sheer lung power. Someone graciously gets her a microphone, which only makes matters worse.

"Pro-wrestling means always striving for the next level and never, ever passing up on a chance to show your strength!"Mika breaks into a sprint, running down the aisle before leaping onto the ropes and swinging over them in a flip. She lands heavily on both feet, almost staggering forward before righting herself and thrusting an index finger into the air.

"Yeah!! Who's ready to see a real throwdown!?"

And the audience erupts into chaos.

Part of the audience breaks into full-throated cheering, holding up signs that were hidden away for Rainbow Mika. For some reason, it seemed that the fans were in hiding. But against Rainbow Mika... the Sven Maester fans erupt in counter-boos, to try and drown it out. It isn't enough as Rainbow Mania takes ahold. But as the wrestler comes striding down, Sven's gaze was ripped away from the boy, and latched on to Rainbow Mika. And as she swings over the ropes, he can only say two words.


Sven Maesters' entire body trembles with the righteous fury of a man that has seen his arch-enemy. The ref passes a mic to hime, so he can even reach even footing with the bright and bubbly opponent. Eyes burning from behind the mask, he snarls into the microphone. "You dumb girl! You stupid woman! You think these fans want to see you strive to next level? These are Sven Maester's fans!" He turns to the audience, to a barrage of cheers. "You are bringing in yourself? You are bringing in Rainbow Mania! That is garbage! That is trash!" And Sven stomps his foot, on every sentence.

"I spit on your dreams!"

"I spit on your hope!"

"I spit on Rainbow Mania!"

And there, he slams the microphone back to the ref. "Time for the Warwolf! Time to show you how strong the wolf is again! I am stronger than we last fought! I am world champion!" Sven drops into his wrestling stance, open arms, lowered posture, and still towering over Rainbow Mika. "By the time I am through, Rainbow Mania will be distant memory and trash in the trashbin of history! You still think you are strong enough? Cause I am good man, I'll let you run now."

"Nobody will be mad that you let Rainbow Mania die tonight!"

COMBATSYS: Sven has started a fight here.

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Sven             0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika has joined the fight here.

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0             Sven

Rainbow Mania takes hold in part of the arena. Mika herself breaks into a smile as the fans whoop and holler for her, prompting Mika to make a 'turn it up' gesture. She doesn't interrupt Sven as he speaks, however, letting him have his time in spotlight before she responds.

"Even if you spit on my hope and dreams, they'll keep me going until I'm the VERY BEST! My fighting spirit keeps me going against all odds! RAINBOW MANIA CAN NEVER DIE!" Mika's cheering section erupts once again.

She tosses the mic to the referee and drops into her own wide stance, arms open. "As if I'd ever run!" She powers forward, swinging straight at Sven with a fast opening punch!

COMBATSYS: Sven blocks Rainbow Mika's Quick Punch.

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0             Sven

And with that, she refuses to back down.

The Warwolf actually growls as Rainbow Mika comes roaring in. As the boiling spirit comes Sven Maesters catches the punch in the crook of his arm, grunting in pain as he digs his boots down. His blue eyes burn as they lock into Mika's own. The towering swede bulges, his muscles taut."You should have run. Rainbow Mania is better dead on its feet than dead on its back!" Was the snarl.

And with a great push, he shoves himself back.

Vaulting backwards in a slow leap, he lands both feet on the upper ropes. Deftly balancing, the speed and power of the Swede coming with the surprisingly agility. Lowering down, he just as deftly springboards back off. Both legs were out; not to unleashing the mother of all kicks, but to seize though killer thighs right around Mika's neck, and bring her down to the mat with an aerial scissor takedown. All with the legendary Warwolf howl.


COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika blocks Sven's Strong Throw.

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0             Sven

Mika grits her teeth when her punch is stopped dead in its tracks. She pushes hard in a clash of muscle, but Sven barely budges. "I already told you, Rainbow Mania can never die! Even if it did, it'd rise against like a phoenix!" Sven pushes hard, driving Mika back as her boots slide across the mat.

Mika staggers, put off balance by the push back. When Sven leaps off the ropes, however, she's already on the defensive, throwing up both arms to try and block the scissor. She struggles to hold back Sven's legs, but despite her best efforts gets taken down to the mat with a heavy thump that sends the fans into a frenzy.

Mika pries herself free with a monumental effort and climbs back to her feet, breathing heavily all the while. "Not bad! I'd expect nothing else from someone calling himself the world champion!" She bounces on her feet with excitement, shifting back into her wide stance. "But don't worry! I've still got plenty of tricks of my own!" Mika suddenly throws herself backward, running toward the ropes. She slingshots off of them, coming back at Sven at high speed. It's here where Mika leaps into a spin that puts her back to Sven, lands once, then launches herself rump first right at Sven without losing any momentum!

COMBATSYS: Sven Toughs Out Rainbow Mika's Shooting Peach!
~~ Alluring Hit! ~~

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0             Sven

She was tougher than she looked.

Mika was just able to catch the legs of the massive Swede. While she was brought down, well, it was a controlled fall, not a full slam. And as Mika pries herself away, Sven is forced to roll off as well, rising up slowly, much too slowly. Back turned towards Mika, she already had a trick. Not up her sleeve, but close enough. Already, Mika was firing away, before Sven could even turn around. It was a clean hit, Mika had her opening.

The problem?

The Warwolf was not backing down.

He was backing UP.

The Swede's own well toned glutes were entangled with Rainbow Mika's own. Bottom faces against bottom as they lock themselves in a stalemate, a mutual parry of butt battle. Sven Maesters braces his booty against the full force of peachy power, the Warwolf groaning as the bruises spread. His feet sliding, he glares over his shoulder, refusing to give away. Teeth gritted behind the mask, he gasps. "Your Rainbow Mania cannot overcome the SPIRIT of the WOLF! You do not have enough Wisdom And Understanding! Suddenly, the cheeks tense up, and finally, Sven is able to rebuff the full force of the bottom with his own. A moment to knock her off balanced. "You say you are phoenix! Well I say you are GREAT BIG CHICKEN!" That was the roar as Sven hurls himself back at Mika, attempting to seize her right by her plump peach with both hands. And should he get a grip? He would hurl her right for the turnstile in the corner.

Face first.

COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika endures Sven's Medium Throw.

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0             Sven

Mika clashes butts with Sven in a surprising turnaround. The two of them push against each other for several moments before Mika feels herself hoisted up and hurled toward the turnbuckle! She simply grits and endures it, slamming facefirst into the post and sitting there dizzied for a moment. She shakes her head to try and clear the stars, smacking her face several times to better pull herself back together. Once she's gotten herself back on her feet, she climbs back up with the turnbuckle and turns to face Sven once again.

"Chicken!? I don't even know what it means to back down!" Mika drops low and breaks into a sprint, rushing toward Sven at full-speed. As she gets close, however, she doubles-down, breaking into a slide and then springing back up in a show of athleticism. She goes up and over, planting her hands on Sven's shoulders with the intent of landing behind him, grabbing him by the waist and shoulders, and hoisting him up onto her back. From there, Mika aims to hurl him right down onto the mat in a display of raw muscle power!

COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika successfully hits Sven with Brimstone.

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0             Sven

Turnabout is Butt play.

Having overwhelmed Mika, the counter-attack comes with full force. But rather than knocking Mika off balanced, she rolls with the assault. Sven doesn't have enough time to regain his center before the wrestler comes hurling in from the corner. Sven attempts to catch the attack low... but Mika fakes out, going right for the shoulders, landing behind him. Sven instictively struggles with his butt. It does little when she heaves him up, and slams him HARD to the cries of the audience.


That was the groan as he is slammed. He was stunned for a moment, but only a moment. Rolling out of the grips of his opponent, he explodes up with two fists. For a moment, the wolf-skin pelt was still on his shoulders as a cloak. But as he thunders, he bellows at the smaller wrestler. "Then I will make you learn! I will make you back down! I will wrap you up, tie you into knots! And then, I will smash you into the ground, and make you into a puddle of shame! RAINBOW MANIA WILL FALL!" That was the cry as Sven Maesters hurls himself back at Mika, and attempts to send a boot right into her gut. A cheap trick, a cheap shot, one that would definately get the Rainbow Maniacs booing and hissing... and even a ref to intervene.

This wasn't how a champ should act!

COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika endures Sven's Light Kick.

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Rainbow Mika     1/------=/=======|=======\-------\0             Sven

The kick hits Mika solidly in the stomach, causing her to nearly buckle over. She staggers backward despite his best attempts to stand strong, she winds up holding her stomach and staggering away from Sven. She keeps going until she's up against the ropes again, throwing one arm over them to balance herself while she rubs her side.

"A hero isn't defined by how they fall!" Mika objects, lifting herself back up. "But by how they keep getting back up, no matter how many times they get smashed down!"

Mika springs forward, surging with power. She swings her arm around in a mighty back-fist, then snaps back into another, then a third backfist. Still riding her momentum of the last blow, Mika spins around in a flying kick. As she lands from the kick, Mika springs into a backward jump once again--this time trying to subvert Sven's defenses by planting her sizeable backside right into his head to bowl him over under her weight!

COMBATSYS: Sven auto-guards Rainbow Mika's Rainbow Hip Rush.

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/-------|=======\-------\0             Sven

It was blow into blow, moment by moment.

The relentless assault doesn't have time to be broken up by the ref. As Sven Maesters unloads a vicious kick into the Mika, the brawler barely has time to recover before Mika spins in. Her arm is spun, the backfist coming at the Warwolf blazing. He barely catches it, just in time for the second, and the0n, barely the third. The momentum was backwards. But as the flying kick comes, Sven brings up only one hand. He catches the leg deflecting it with one hand. And the other?

He rips off his wolfskin cloak.



And he turns red.

Sven Maesters fires up with his own bottom, firing up to preemptively catch the butt before it butts. Negating the butt with equal butt, the butt harmony strikes a chord, a chorus through the arena. "AROOOOOO!" He cries again, in full berserker fury. "LETS SEE YOU GET UP AFTER THIS ONE!"

And Sven boils in.

Arms whirling, the berserk swede lashes out, attempting to seize up the smaller wrestler with his great meaty paws. Should he manage to get a strong grip, he would lift her up, and spin her around his body. And there, at the end of the spin, he would fall to one knee, and slam her back-first across his knee, with staggering force. Sven was in full power right now. It was time for the Night of the Warwolf.

And all Mika had to do is survive.

COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika blocks Sven's World Wolf III.

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0             Sven

Rainbow Mika clashes with Sven once, twice, and three times. Her kick is likewise blocked, and then her hip attack is met with a counter hip attack! Mika clashes with Sven and then bounces back onto her feet, her expression harsh and determined. She's getting her bearings after being repelled when suddenly THE WARWOLF lifts her up into a powerful bear hug. (Wolf hug?)

Mika resists, bringing muscle against muscle. She resists, pushing her arms against Sven's as she tries to break out of his grasp. She's spun around and slammed onto his knee anyway, but possibly without the force he had hoped. Instead Mika rolls with the blow, taking the hits and still going.

She climbs back onto her feet, her muscles straining. She can feel the bruises by now, but she doesn't let that slow her down."The Night of the Warwolf may be here, but the sun will rise again at the end! I'll cut through the night with my FIGHTING SPIRIT!"

Mika charges at Sven again, reaching to grab him by the waist and hoist him into the air and flapjack him head-over-heels. If she succeeds, Mika then grabs him by the waist once more, transitioning into a ring-shaking piledriver!

COMBATSYS: Sven interrupts Power Throw from Rainbow Mika with Wolfensteiner.

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Rainbow Mika     0/-------/=======|=======\=------\1             Sven

Sven was relentless.

As she escapes the dreaded World Wolf III, Sven wasn't off balanced. No, he was already rushing back in. The berserker frenzy would building to a cataclysm. His frenzy was frantic. He ignored the pain, the injuries that were hammering him over and over. She was rushing in, and he was rushing in. She goes for the waist... and the crowd begins to roar. Because Sven was leaping -forward- into a front flip as she goes for the grab. His legs spread apart wide...

And then he latches on.

Those murder thigh snap around Mika's own neck, squeezing tight as he makes the hold. And there, he pivots, bringing her back around in a frankensteiner, to leverage her down backwards, and head first to the mat. Sven slams himself in the process, the assault probably hurting him as much as her. But he would not release her. He would continue to roll, wrenching her underneath her. And there, on a single roll, he would finally launch her, kicking her away, sending her flying towards the ropes... or even out of the ring. And there, he stands up, rises up in the ring to bellow at the crowd.




Mika only realizes her throw has been reversed when it's too late. Sven's legs snap around her head and flip her over, driving her into the mat with his signature Wolfensteiner. The two roll across the ring in a struggle, but by the end Mika is hurled headlong toward the edge of the ring!

But when she's on the ropes, that's when Mika redoubles her efforts. She slams into the edge of the ring, rubber-banding against the ropes. Beaten and battered, she soldiers on and uses the power of Sven's throw to bound back into the action, bruised but not defeated.

Building up speed once again, Mika goes airborne and tries to turn the tables by putting Sven into her own scissors leglock! Mika's, however, takes a different approach. Once she's gotten a hold of him, Mika turns a full flip, aiming to bring Sven all the way over her head to slam him down onto the mat, then slam herself down on top of him in a seated slam.

COMBATSYS: Sven endures Rainbow Mika's Paradise Hold.

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Rainbow Mika     1/------=/=======|=======\=====--\1             Sven

Running out of time.

Exhaustion was creeping on Sven Maesters. His rage was on a timer. And that time was almost up. He was still bright red. But as he gasps for air, he could only barely hold on. Rising up after finishing his launch at Mika... he realized in his haze that she was rebounding right back at him. Body burning, his opponent smashes hard, capturing him in the leglock. Trapped in the counter thighs, he is brought down, smashed down into the mat. She takes her seat on him, and Sven gasps. And the ref... begins the count.

"... 1 ...

"... 2 ..."

And he reverses.

Sven breaks from the hold, bouncing as he rolls out and under. Staggering, he flails towards the ropes, staggering. Gripping them tight, he snarls behind his mask. Pulling the ropes, tearing at them. And there, he pulls himself on them. Rising to the top ropes, he whips around, staring across at Rainbow Mika. And there, driving down, he leaps and lunges, corkscrewing once in the air. "AROOO!" He cries out. "AROOOOOO!" As the front flip comes...

and the legs spread wide open...

COMBATSYS: Sven successfully hits Rainbow Mika with Wolfensteiner 3D.
- Power hit! -

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Rainbow Mika     2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=------\-------\0             Sven

And he seizes Mika by the neck between them.

Once again, he pivots, slamming Mika head down into the mat, cratering her violently as he rolls back. The difference this time? He doesn't.



The audience howls and boos as Sven whips Mika back around, legs latched tight, as he rolls her underneath his knees once. Flipping her up and over again, he snaps her back underneath for a second, bonesnapping curl. The audience winces as the audible crack comes out, as he brings out the third roll

And finally, the finisher comes.

As the third roll finishes, he had finally reached the corner of the turnstile. With a smash, he promptly slams her point blank into the corner with a crunch, releasing her from the dreaded death roll of the Warwolf. The brawler lets out a final howl at the end of the fearsome Wolfensteiner 3D... or rather, a whimper.

"A.... Aroooo..."

Sven was no longer red. Fatigue had seized him as he struggles to rise, collapsed on the ground.

The Night Of the Warwolf was done.

Rainbow Mika is running on fumes. She's battered and bruised, and despite her psych herself back up to full fighting shape through the cheers of the crowd, she's barely able to keep standing. When Sven throws her off and saves himself from the pin, Mika inhales deeply. No, she tells herself, you've got to keep going. This is a test of your resolve!

But then Sven goes for his dramatic finishing move, catching Mika in another leglock. Her eyes widen as she's rolled over, and over. There's several painful cracks as she gets bowled over, but she doesn't go down without a fight. By the time that terrible rolling is finished, Mika is laid out in even worse shape than ever before. Every bone in her body aches, and she can already feel bruises all over. Even so, she can hear the crowd. Their cheers, their gasps. She knows she can't just lay there when the Warwolf is still standing. She has to give it one last shot before she gives out. Her fans are calling for it!

Mika plants on hand on the turnbuckle, then the other, pulling herself up from the corner. She climbs to her feet at what seems like a glacial pace, trying to get enough of a grip to hoist herself up. When Sven falls over from exhaustion, she knows what she must do.

Finally reaching the top of the corner, Mika looks over her shoulder to gauge her position. With a mighty final leap, she hurls herself backward toward the exhausted Warwolf, intending to land on him in a full body slam.

COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika can no longer fight.

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COMBATSYS: Sven blocks Rainbow Mika's Divebomb.

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Sven             0/-------/----===|

Breath, Sven.

Just breath.

The swede falls into the ropes, clinging to them desperately as he fights to stay standing. The high from going berserk was a hell of a drug. But the hangover was too much. Sven could barely hold himself upright, barely hold himself at all. He was exposed, he felt it, he knew it. And he had to just... survive. He just had to force through, whatever comes. He narrows his focus, as the cry of the fans roar around him. They weren't calling for him. They weren't calling for him.

They were calling for her.

Sven has just enough to look up at the corner, before Rainbow Mika was taking to the air for a full-bodied splash. Sven turns away from the ropes, and throws his hands up. He couldn't avoid the moonsault. But he could catch it. As the slam comes, he catches Mika, falling backwards as he takes it hard. Hitting on his back with a bounce, he lets out a groan as he goes flat. And Mika was on him... and the ref knew what that was. Sven wasn't moving again. And the ref comes over them.

"... 1 ..."

"... 2 ..."

ANd Sven kicks out again.

Breaking from the hold, he groans as he flips Mika over, and goes for HIS pin, wrenching the girl's leg up. The ref adjusts immediately.

"... 1 ..."

"... 2 ..."

"... 3!!!"

And the bell rings.

Sven releases Rainbow Mika, to the mixed roars and boos and cheers of the crowd. He was... sweating so hard. His body was battered and bruised. But no blood. No blood this time. And from behind his mask, he looks upon the crowd, arms in the air. "ENOUGH!" He bellows, as the crowd grows quiet. A microphone is lowered to him, as he grabs it. "RAINBOW MANIA IS DEAD! I HAVE DESTROYED RAINBOW MANIA! THE WARWOLF IS NUMBER ONE!" The boos and cheers boil out; it seemed that Rainbow Mania lived on in the hearts of her true fans... but the fact of the matter was that Rainbow Mania was defeated. And Sven knew it. He speaks again, the moment the noise dies down. "RAINBOW MANIA DID NOT DIE IN VAIN! IT WENT DOWN AS IT SHOULD! IT MESSED WITH THE WARWOLF! AND IT WAS BURIED WITH THE PACK! WARWOLF NUMBER ONE! AROOOOOOO!" And as Sven howls, so does his fans. "AROOO!"



COMBATSYS: Sven has ended the fight here.

Log created on 12:00:49 05/09/2017 by Sven, and last modified on 21:10:23 05/10/2017.