In training...

[King Cucaracha 0]

The SWF training facility. Home of n00bs. Place of work for rookies. Birthplace of stars. And for tonight, the residence of Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix who is trying his level best to, without any coaching lessons of his own, coach his manageress to become a wrestler. A wrestling ring is set up in the middle of the vast room, with Maddix standing in the ring...suddenly lunging into a tie-up, with a young woman who is obviously a trainee. As she knows what a tie-up is.

 

Maddix: "Okay..."

 

Maddix calls out from the tie-up, to where Megan Skye is sat a safe distance away...outside of the ring, watching on intently.

 

Maddix: "...your conventional collar and elbow tie-up. What do you do?"

 

Megan: "Uhm...I, uhm..."

 

Maddix: "Oh. Your opponent is beginning to break free, leg primed ready to fire off a kick. Think quickly Megan. Time is of the ess..."

 

Megan: "ARMDRAG!"

 

Quick as a flash, Maddix snaps free of the tie-up and hooks the young woman by the arm, wrenching her to the canvas with an armdrag. Megan grimaces slightly, as Maddix rolls to his knees while the woman holds her shoulder and slowly begins to get back up.

 

Maddix: "O...kay. Armdrags are simple and effective, don't take too much time to execute. And, they're not exactly...high risk. But, as you can see, already the opponent is up and ready to counter attack. If they have their wits about them, you could be in trouble. All in all, good but not great. Now...if you'd done this."

 

Maddix beckons the young woman over again, winking at her as she walks across and snaps into a loose collar and elbow tie-up. Quick as a flash, Maddix fires a knee into the gut. Or rather, mimmicks a knee to the gut. The woman sells the non-existant knee, as Maddix waits for the woman to stand back up...before mimmicking a thumb to the eye. Again the woman sells the fake move, as Maddix turns to Megan.

 

Maddix: "See...much more effective."

 

Megan: "Okay."

 

Maddix: "If you armdrag Annie Eclectic, she's going to be pissed off and will likely want to tear your head off. If you go for the eyes however, she's going to be pissed off and will likely want to tear your head off and spit down your neck. Only, she won't be able to see a thing. That's when you go for the lowblow."

 

Maddix smiles...stops, and re-thinks.

 

Maddix: "...or, in Annie's case...uhm...I dunno, titty twister?"

 

Megan: "Right."

 

Maddix: "Do you want to...note that down?"

 

Megan: "...no, that's alright."

 

Maddix: "Okay then. Uhm...Candie, could you give us a second?"

 

The young woman nods, leaving the ring and walking off...still holding her shoulder and muttering something about someone being a 'scrawny little pervert'. Meanwhile, a rather confused Megan stands up and slowly enters the ring. Maddix has come over serious all of a sudden, which doesn't fill Megan with confidence.

 

Maddix: "Right, I need to clear something up before we get any wires crossed. I know you asked me to be at ringside. And, I will be. I will. Should you need any...shall we say, 'help', then I'll be there. But my main focus isn't you. I know you can handle yourself in that ring. I know you're tough and I have every confidence in you. Which is why, Megan, I'm out there for two reasons. One...to watch your back if things go badly wrong. But two, and probably most importantly...I'm out there because Max King is gonna be out there."

 

Raising her eyes, Megan nods as Maddix shrugs his shoulders.

 

Maddix: "I make no bones about it. The reason I'll be out there, is to watch King. If he steps an inch too close to the ring, yells a decible too loud...looks at you the wrong way even. Then I am going to be on his ass and I'm gonna destroy him..."

 

Megan: "Landon, that's okay. As long as you're there when I need you."

 

Maddix: "Why would you need me? You nearly collapsed my damn lungs with that kick you gave me last week. And I'm a three ti...sorry, "two time" Intercontinental Television Champion. We've been training for this for the past half a week Megs. You've nothing to worry about."

 

Megan: "No, only that sneaky slut Kelly Connelly...a weird six-foot ferret woman, and probably the best female wrestler in the SWF's history. No, nothing to worry about at all."

 

Chuckling slightly, Maddix sighs as he wraps his arm around Megan's shoulders and smiles a sickeningly sweet way.

 

Maddix: "You really don't know me at all."

 

Megan: "Huh?"

 

Maddix: "Megs...I always have a plan."

 

The smile from Maddix curves at the end, into a smile of cunning~! And it's replicated by Megan as the scene fades out.

[Toxxic 0]

Jet would still kick all your asses.

 

...actually, maybe i should get her stats up...

[HollywoodSpikeJenkins 0]

No, no, no! You are doing it all wrong.

 

 

First, she has to learn how to do lock ups. Then hammerlocks. And then front face locks.

 

 

Do you want me to call Mikey Whipwreck to help you guys out?