Couples Collision: Nix and Troy vs The Green Machine

[Delalily]

The chain flung through the air like a whip, the metal links slamming into the referee with a brutal force. Her eyes rolled back as she crumpled to the mat, unconscious before she even hit the canvas. Nix and Troy exchanged a quick glance, their smirks widening as they realized the implications: no ref meant no rules.

Nix straightened up, her back still throbbing from Ripley’s cheap shot, but her focus now sharpened like a blade. “Well,” she muttered, cracking her knuckles, “looks like she just took herself out of the equation.”

Troy’s grin was downright predatory as he stepped away from Neo, rolling his shoulders. “About time we stopped playing nice,” he said, his voice low and dangerous.

Nix nodded, her eyes narrowing as she turned to face Ripley. “You want to play dirty? Fine.” She adjusted her glasses, her muscles slowly flexing. “But don’t cry when you can’t keep up.”

Troy wasted no time, lunging at Neo with fierce intensity. With no referee to call fouls, he was free to unleash every ounce of pent-up aggression. His fists came fast and heavy, a relentless barrage designed to break his opponent down piece by piece. Their opponents should have known better than to remove the ref when facing a former hockey player. As for Neo—there would be no timeout, no reprieve.

Meanwhile, Nix dropped to the floor, advancing on Ripley, her steps slow and deliberate. In one swift motion, she ripped the chain from Ripley’s grasp, the metal links clinking ominously in her hand. “Let’s see how you like it,” she hissed, venom lacing her voice as she swung the chain straight at her.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

The ref fell and chaos began. This standard tag match had now become a no holds brawl. It seemed the team of Nix and Troy were ready for it. It was like a switch flipped in Troy's head and he sent an onslaught of punches at Neo. Thankfully Neo was a trained boxer so he went to a defensive position and easily blocked and absorbed the punches, but he had no room to counterattack and was being pushed back towards the rope step by step as the onslaught was slowly wearing down his defenses. "Well I am guessing you had a hearty breakfast, Tony!!"

Outside the ring Nix lunged to try and take hold of the metal chain. "Hey get your own chain!!!" Ripley yelled before, Nix successfully got ahold of the chain. She then moved to whip.it right at Ripley. The chain hit with a loud smack on Ripley's side and back. "AAAGGGHHHH!!!" Ripley screamed in pain as she fell to her knees and onto the metal barricade. She held onto it, to keep herself from falling completely to the floor. Her back and side burned like hell after the metal chain had smacked into her.

[Delalily]

Troy’s fists continued to hammer down on Neo, each punch landing with brutal precision, but his opponent's defenses held steady, his arms raised to block the onslaught. Frustration flickered across Troy’s face as he realized brute force alone wasn’t enough to break through. Time to mix it up. With a growl, Troy shifted his stance, his hockey instincts kicking in as he grabbed Neo’s arm and twisted sharply, using his opponent’s momentum to force him off balance.

He followed up with a sudden shove, driving Neo toward the ropes with the same intensity he’d use to pin an opponent against the boards during a power play. “You’re not getting out of this that easy,” Troy muttered under his breath, his voice low and dangerous as he adjusted his grip, preparing to unleash a new barrage of grappling moves.

Meanwhile, Nix dropped the chain with a clatter, her focus locked on Ripley as she clutched the barricade for support. Without hesitation, Nix lunged forward, attempting to drive a hard boot into Ripley’s side, the impact designed to pry her loose from her grip on the barricade. Nix smirked, rolling her shoulders as she stepped back, her stance wide and ready. “Let’s see how long you can hold on,” she muttered, her voice dripping with mockery as she prepared to follow up. The chaos of the no-holds-barred match was in full swing, and neither Troy nor Nix were about to let up.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Neo had his defense up quite well, but he was now trapped on the ropes, with no chance of escape. Troy finally let up his barrage. Neo sighed in relief, but that was short lived. He felt his arm get grabbed, as he still held it out front protecting his body from punches, but unfortunately that out it in perfect range for grappling. It was roughly twisted, causing Neo to turn as it was brought up then behind his back. Neo had quickly been turned around and soon found himself roughly pushed against the ropes.

Troy then whispered in his ear. Ooh so that is how he is going to play this Neo thought to himself. He had a fun idea. Neo stuck his ass out so it touched the crotch of the man behind him. Neo began rubbing it against it. "Usually someone buys me dinner first before violating me in front of a crowd!!"

Ripley was having worst luck outside the ring. She was holding onto the metal barrier, after taking a metal chain to the side and back. She heard the chain fall to the floor. Ripley said a silent prayer, she was not looking forward to being whipped anymore by that chain. Though her relief was short lived before a hard boot was shot into her ribs. "AAAGGGHHH!!! Ripley grunted out as a boot tried to kick her to the floor. Still though, Ripley held onto the barrier, though with only one hand right now. The other went down to hold her aching side. Well this match had taken a turn for the worst.

[Delalily]

As soon as Neo began shaking his ass against Troy, Troy’s eyes widened in sheer discomfort, and he immediately backed off, dropping Neo’s arm like it was on fire. “EW EW EW EW EWWWW,” Troy muttered under his breath, his face scrunching up in disgust as he wiped his hands on his tights, as if trying to rid himself of the ick. He shot Neo a horrified glance, shaking his head. “Dude, boundaries!”

Meanwhile, outside the ring, Nix didn’t let the chaos distract her. Her focus remained razor-sharp on Ripley, who was still clinging to the barricade for dear life. Nix rolled her shoulders, cracking her neck as she took a deliberate step back, her booted foot winding up for another strike. Her eyes narrowed, her smirk turning icy as she muttered, “Let’s see how long you can keep holding on.”

Nix's boot swung forward, the force behind it undeniable, as it aimed squarely toward Ripley’s ribs.

Back inside the ring, Troy finally seemed to shake off the ick, his attention turning back to Neo. “Alright, enough of your weird crap,” he growled, cracking his knuckles as he advanced on his opponent again. The momentary distraction had cost Neo his advantage, and Troy wasn’t about to let him regain it.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley held onto the barricade like her life depended on it. There wasn't any real reason why, it is not like it gave her any advantage, but it seemed to annoy her opponent, so it became her goal. Ripley knew though she was about to take some punishment, which was something she was quite use to at this point. Nix sent a big boot, straight at Ripley's ribs. The force smashing her into the metal barricade with a loud crash. There was also a small cracking sound as the kick definitely broke some ribs. "AAAGGGHHH!!! FUCK!!! That really hurt!!! Can't we just be friends, Kelloggs?!" Ripley to her credit still held onto the steel barricade with one hand. Her other hand was wrapped around her side, trying to assauge her broken ribs.

Neo wasn't in a much better predicament inside the ring. He was pushed against the ropes, open for devasting kidney or liver shots. Neo though thought fast and rubbed his ass against his opponents crotch. He was hoping his opponent wasn't used to that type of wrestling, and he was right. Troy backed off, completely taken a back by it. This allowed Neo to turn around and prepare himself. "Just helping you explore new waters, Mickey Mouse Club!!" Troy quickly recovered and cracked his knuckles looking to continue his attack. Neo feigned tiredness and lowered defenses. He rested his arms over the top ropes, whole breathing hard, head slightly drooped. He watched as his opponent advanced. He waits. Once Troy sends a punch, he is looking to side step it and catch the arm. Then twisting his hips while holding the arm, he hopes to judo throw his opponent over the top rope and out of the ring.

[Delalily]

Nix glanced back toward the ring, her eyes narrowing slightly as she monitored Troy’s situation. He seemed to be holding his own—Neo was on the ropes, literally and figuratively, and Troy didn't seem too injured. The ref was still out cold, but Nix knew better than to get too complacent. Damn, she thought, that ref’s gonna wake up any second now. And when she did, she’d take one look at the chaos—the chain, the cheap shots, the blatant rule-breaking—and probably disqualify them on the spot.

Nix’s body tensed as she turned her attention back to Ripley, who was still clinging stubbornly to the barricade. She wasn’t about to lose this match because of some technicality. Determination burned in her eyes as she adjusted her stance, trying to grab Ripley and drag her back into the ring.

Meanwhile, Troy noticed Neo’s feigned exhaustion, his arms draped over the ropes like he was done for. Troy rolled his eyes, a small chuckle escaping him. This guy thinks I’m stupid, he thought, shaking his head slightly. After that little stunt Neo pulled earlier, Troy wasn’t about to fall for any more tricks. He was done playing games.

Troy’s fists clenched at his sides as he stepped forward, his movements deliberate. “Alright, pal,” he muttered under his breath. "You and me, mano y mano. Don't try anything funny” His focus was razor-sharp, his instincts kicking into overdrive as he prepared to shut Neo down for good. No more distractions, no more cheap shots—just raw, unrelenting force.

He’d been patient long enough. By the time he was done, Neo wouldn't know what hit him.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Neo rested against the ropes waiting for his opponent to take advantage of his weakened state and make the first move. Neo was a trained boxer that moved to pro wrestling, but he had trained hard in MMA before that. He was no stranger to countering an attack, he was just more comfortable in a boxing mindset, so it would surprise some of his opponents that he knew more than just blocking and punching. As he waited he thought that his opponent may not just go for a high lunch, he may do something else so Neo tried to think of other attacks and ways to counter them. As he did he decided to antagonize his opponent a little. "So Nix, is she single? Rip and I have been looking for a third! Unless you wanted to volunteer!" Neo would finished with a wink.

Ripley was breathing hard, mostly because of the broken ribs. She still held on to the barrier with dear life, but so far she was still vertical. She looked towards the ring and saw the ref start to stir and Neo resting against the ropes, What a lazy bum she jokingly thought to herself. She then felt a hard tug as her opponent grabbed her roughly and started to drag her to the ring. Ripley didn't try and fight it. She knew it would hurt too much at the moment.

[Delalily]

Nix grabbed Ripley by her collar as she dragged her back to the ring, her grip firm and unyielding. While doing so, she overheard Neo’s comment about Nix potentially being single and inviting her to join him and Ripley as a “third.” Her face twisted in disgust as she snapped her head toward the ring.

“I’M TAKEN, ASSHOLE!” Nix snapped, her voice sharp and venomous, cutting through the chaos like a whip. Typical frat boy behavior, she thought bitterly, her mind flashing back to the countless smug, entitled men she’d encountered in college—always leering, always making inappropriate comments like they owned the world. Neo was no different. “And stay the hell away from my man—also, gross!” Her glare was icy, her jaw tightening as she turned her attention back to Ripley, dragging her closer to the ring with a firm, unyielding grip. The sheer audacity of it all reminded her exactly why she’d never had patience for idiots like Neo.

From inside the ropes, Troy’s head snapped toward Neo, his eyes narrowed and twitching. The comment hit him like a gut punch, igniting a fiery anger he hadn’t felt in a while. He was no stranger to people staring at Nix—she had a way of commanding attention—but Neo’s brazen remark crossed a line. Troy’s fists clenched at his sides, his breathing quickening as he stepped toward Neo.

As he moved closer, Nix’s voice cut through the noise again. “Don’t just stand there, Troy. Make him pay for that,” she snapped without even turning her head, still dragging Ripley forward as if Neo wasn’t worth her full attention. That was all the encouragement he needed. The tension coiled in Troy’s frame tightened into something focused, his jaw setting as a faint, humorless smirk crossed his face.

Without another word, Troy lunged forward, his fists flying in a relentless barrage aimed squarely at Neo’s face. Each punch carried the weight of his frustration and protectiveness, his strikes fast and furious. Neo had made this personal, and Troy was determined to make him regret it.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley was being dragged to the ring by her collar, she was in too much pain at the moment to fight back. She didn't struggle as Nix brought her back. Then Neo made his threesome comment. It definitely got under the under couples skin. Ripley had to hold back a laugh and almost snorted. Nix loudly complained about either of them joining Neo and Ripley. Ripley decided to get on this teasing action. "Don't knock it till you try it Dora the Explorer!!! Or would you prefer both of you join us!!! We haven't had fun with another couple in quite some time!!" Ripley gave Nix a huge grin.

Neo was successful in pissing off Troy, but now he had an angry hockey player coming right at him. The guy was quick for his size. Neo almost missed the barrage of punches towards his face. The first couple hit hard, knocking his head back and forth. Blood and spit even flew out of his mouth with the blows. Neo almost forgot about his initial plan, but the third punch knocked enough sense into him. Neo quickly grabbed the arm that just punched him. He would then attempt to pull it back, while turning his upper body, pulling Tory towards him. He would then rotate his hips and try to judo throw Tory over the top rope.