ic Violet Team in: The Sweet Art of Wrasslin'

[RocketLord]

GM

 

"Well doesn't that beat all? Seems like we have a full house now!" the announcer shouts, as he looks around at the four teens that all moved into the ring. "Looking good, kids, looking good!" He covers the mic for a moment, leaning a bit closer in to whisper to Gamma Buzz "Just, y'know, maybe keep the radiation down a bit, yeah? I don't think the insurance covers anything like that."

 

Turning away from the students, he turns back to the people around them. "Well, here you got it, everyone! Hurricane Jones and Gamma Buzz against Torpedo Lass and King Cole! Who'll come out on top? C'mon, kids, show me what you got!"

 

The four Claremont students barely has time to realize that the announcer wishes for them to fight, before a body comes flying through the air, landing heavily in the middle of the ring between them. It's a young man, early 20'es maybe, wearing a black luchador mask and black pants. He's out cold even before he hits the mat.

 

The announcer yelps and looks back, turning towards the larger ring where a group seems to be working on taking down everyone else in there, and, most prominently, there's a large young man standing on the ropes, holding his arms high. His forearms appear to be the front paws of a bear, complete with fur and claws. His face is somewhat bestial, his hair brown. He's wearing a dark blue singlet, as he roars out to the crowd. "That's how you do it, wimps! C'mon! Ain't nobody here got the chops to take down Teddy Knuckles and the All-New Contenders!"

 

With Teddy jumping down from the ropes and going against his next target, the announcer stands still for a moment, before muttering "This... this really isn't part of the show..."

[Poncho]

(King Cole III)

 

"Woah! Let's do it then!" King Cole says, immediately ready to square up and punch Baz right in the face with absolutely no concern about it. Until the body lands in the center. "Oh! Okay, well maybe not then." she changes her tune. Then the big guy shows up.

"A heel! A Heel run in! DEATH RIDERS! NEXUS! NEW WORLD ORDER!" Renee claps furiously. "Someone get me a chair! Or a Bat! Sting! Sting! Descend from the rafters!" she yelled, looking around. Then nobody dropped. And she remembered this was supposed to be a tryout. So there wouldn't be heels here.

 

"Hey wait a minute. Are you an actual bad guy? You know we're actual superheroes right? The Contenders are usually bad guys, but I mean I'm King Cole III, so like, are you a good Teddy Knuckles? Or a bad one? If you're a bad one I'm gonna have to whomp you!"

[The Sailor]

Torpedo Lass II

 

"Your highness... I think WE are his opposition." She said to King Cole III, quirking an eyebrow before turning to Teddy Knuckles.

 

"Teddy Knuckles? Torpedo Lass... name probably doesn't ring much of a bell, my late predecessor did most of her work in World War II... but it should give you an inkling on what is going to happen. Stand down. Last warning."

 

Her eyes flare white as she takes a fighting stance, her fists glowing. "Know that incident over in Lincoln? Bunch of abandoned buildings blown to smithereens? Yeah, that is what two of us kids managed tangling with 3 mercenaries bent on killin' someone that night. I'm one half of that duo."

 

"Pick another fight. Won't think nothin' less of ya."

Edited yesterday at 02:57 AM by The Sailor

[Supercape]

 Gamma Buzz

 

Gamma was ready to smash Renee in the face. But gently, of course. She didn't have his cockroach-strength or cockroach agility, or even cockroach-armour plates, so it would be a pretty lopsided fight in his opinion. But that wouldn't have stopped him. 

 

Then the luchador figure came stopping in. Teddy Knuckles.

 

"Easy guys! Just because he looks a fool doesn't mean he is one. I mean, he probably is a fool but we can't be sure! Its going to be hard to hit his head, you know, what with the small target area. Well, unless he decides to block his vital organs with his redundant one. Like, for instance, I think he could block a kick with his head. And we might bruise our knuckles pretty badly from his kidneys, right?"

 

He cracked his cockroach knuckles. 

 

"Teddy, take a hike, hombre. How long is this fight? Three rounds? You won't last more than two. Seconds."

[Ecalsneerg]

Hurricane Jones

 

Annie leaned back on the ropes, arms casually folded over her chest. She didn't really understand the sheer level of showboating, it was so... American. One delicate eyebrow arched up and she ignored the brags and strategizing, before blurting out "Teddy Knuckles!?" She looked incredulous. "I mean, I know this is a country of dreadful names. You know, your Doctor Equinox, your Gecko Man, your Johnny Rocket. And I know I'm not especially in a position to talk but..."

 

Gesticulating, she managed a, "How about, uh... Bear Arms? Very patriotic." Confidently, she took a couple of steps forward, rolling her shoulders. "We don't do that back home. Now, pugilism, that's my specialty."