Main Event: Rylie Marshall vs Drake Benton - Falls Count Anywhere Match

[SimplyWoo]

Rylie released Drake as she was rammed into the steel ringpost, letting out a pained groan as she dropped to the ground and then on her hands and knees with Drake's torn off helmet rolling away from her and deep under the ring. She felt the breath knocked out of her from hitting the steel ring post as she grimaced and tried to crawl her way away from Drake to try to get some distance to recover her breath as she crawled her way over in the direction of the aisle they normally walk down to make their way to the ring.

[ScylliasExoter]

Drake saw Rylie crawl towards the entrance ramp. He got up and lumbered on after her. Thunk. Thunk. Thunk. He had lost his facemask and helmet, but still had his hockey stick. "GET OVER HERE!" He hooked his hockey stick under her stomach and yanked her towards him to stop her from crawling away. He then smacked it down on her back. Drake looked further up the entrance ramp and had a devious idea form in his head.

[SimplyWoo]

She suddenly heard Drake behind her and gasped out as she felt something curve around her stomach. "Uuyyuugghh!" Rylie groaned out in surprise as Drake picked back his hockey stuck and now pulled at her stomach as she rose back up to a standing position. She then cried out in pain as a solid THWACK rang out as Drake swung his hockey stick into her lower back, causing her to fall forward to the ground. She rested her face on top of her fist that were balled up underneath her as her body trembled in pain from the impact.

[ScylliasExoter]

Drake laughed heartily at Rylie crumpled before him. “All aboard the Drake Train! CHOO CHOO!!” Drake grabbed Rylie by the hair and dragged her up the entrance ramp, stopping only to whack her with the hockey stick if she started fighting back. Drake then dropped the hockey stick, picked Rylie up, and chucked her at the center Titantron screen. The Colossus once again said “Yeet” under his breath while doing so.

[SimplyWoo]

Rylie yelped out in pain and gritted her teeth as she was pulled up by her hair, reached up to grip at his wrists as she was pulled closer towards their entranceway. There was no fighting back as Rylie was still wracked with pain from the hockey stick hit a moment ago. She was then picked up and almost effortlessly was Yeeted by Drake as she her body was a missile crashing right into the TItantron with such a fierce impact that the display which was showing both of them in a versus screen suddenly changed to static as Rylie's body impacted with enough force to cause the display to crack as Rylie fell to the ground, unable to even let out any sound as the crash left her trying to catch her breath as she cradled into a fetal position for a little before she weakly pushed herself to sitting upright at she leaned back against the Titantron, panting unable too look up as she just stared down at the ground ahead of her as she panted deeply.

[ScylliasExoter]

Drake, fully in control, laughed maniacally as Rylie lay crumpled beneath him. “Time to get a sick fucking pump going!” Drake grabbed Rylie, hoisted her up, and held her horizontally across his chest. He walked over to the smaller Titantron screen to the right, curling Rylie like an EZ bar as he went. After satisfying his jockish urge to show off his lifting skillz, Drake turned away from the Titantron screen and brought Rylie up one more time. The crowd would never hear it, but Rylie unmistakably heard Drake whisper “Yeet.” He then flung her overhead like a piece of trash into the Titantron with a fallaway slam.

[SimplyWoo]

"Nhhhh, the fuck does that even me...whhaaa!" Rylie groaned out as she was pulled back up to her feet. She was then held up over his head, she weakly gripped at his arm that was holding her upper body before being launched at the Titantron again, cracking and destroying the display at that section as well to the groans of the crowd as she crashed into it on her side before crumpling to land on her stomach. Each pant of breath she was trying to catch was now forced out of her in a groan as her face was turned towards the direction of Drake, seeing his body as a complete blur as her eyelids started to slowly close, looking like she was on the verge of losing consciousness.

[ScylliasExoter]

”It’s ovaaaaa!”
Drake yelled out to the crowd. He got on his knees horizontally before Rylie and rolled her over. Drake then pressed his chest on hers, hooked her leg, and went for the pin. “I got your belt. Maybe I’ll steal your girl next hehehe.” The ref slapped his hand on the ground next to them.
ONE!
TWO!

[SimplyWoo]

She layed there, groaning out as Drake covered over top of her, she looked like she was down and out until Drake talked about taking her title and her girl. Suddenly there was a feral growl emanating from Rylie as she turned her face to look at him with an intense glare that can unnerve the boldest of people. Perhaps it was the same kind of glare that taught to her by a certain Yakuza that Drake got under the skin of. "Not cool bro." she snarled out as she suddenly cupped her hands to his face and brought her forehead to collide with his face in a headbutt to break the pin at 2 and 9/10ths!

[ScylliasExoter]

Drake was cockily smiling as the ref’s hand pounded the ground. He had this won and his little comment to Rylie was icing on the cake, or so he thought. At the count of two, he felt a hand tug on his face and then he was seeing stars. Drake had a hard head, but he was woefully unprepared for Rylie to headbutt him to break the pin. Drake staggered backwards and flailed his arms about to maintain his balance, but he was momentarily stunned.