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That emptiness after finishing a long TV show you were really into sucks so much. What do you mean there's no more?
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I play video games to experience the impossible, like how in Fallout games you can feel "Well Rested" after a full night's sleep.
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I love that every FF is someone's favorite, and probably someone else's least favorite.
8 mos ago
Been in an unshakable bad mood lately. Apologies to anyone I happen to interact with in the near future.
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No Mercy Wrestling Legends - The continuation of a long running wrestling career roleplay with @Shu. Fiona Chevalier tries to battle her way to the top of professional women's wrestling, making very few friends and a whole lot of enemies along the way.

Black Flags of the Abecean - An Elder Scrolls pirate roleplay GMed by @Shu. Brinlaith, a troubled Nord healer, attempts to survive the pirate-infested waters of the Abecean Sea alongside a group of strangers.



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A hug was exactly what Fiona had been looking for, and Kendra was really the one person in the building she wanted one from. Fiona hugged her right back, her weight sagging into her a little as she still shook off the last lingering feelings of dizziness. It wasn't the most tired she'd ever felt after a match, as like Gordon said it hadn't been the longest fight, but it was probably the most hits to the head she'd ever taken in a ten minute period. Any more and it probably would've been lights out.

"Thanks," she said breathlessly, more from excitement than anything. "Oh, that was so intense. But so awesome."

Gordon was still there when she finally broke the hug, and she maintained a polite smile for him. "Thank you, Gor—uh, Mr. McKinney. Glad I could put on a show for everyone. Can't wait to do it again." She'd failed to focus in time to read most of the social media reactions he showed her after shaking her hand, but she'd learned last year not to spend much time online reading about herself, regardless of whether she won or lost. She'd have to take Gordon's word for it that the reaction was positive. The crowd at the venue were the only reaction Fiona needed, and they definitely seemed to appreciate her effort.

While she had Gordon's ear and what seemed like a good mood, it seemed as good a time as any to try to help her friend out. "Hopefully Kendra will be on a match card soon too? I've seen how hard she's worked, she's gonna surprise everyone when she gets out there."
These were the moments Fiona wrestled for, the reason she'd left other sports and other pursuits behind to become a professional wrestler. Ada Eberhard had pushed her to her limit, right to the edge of a defeat, but Fiona found a way to hang on, keep fighting, and pull off a fantastic victory. She didn't wrestle her best match, she made mistakes and paid the price for them, but even her opponent's dirty tactics weren't enough to keep her down.

She nearby stumbled when she first tried to stand, but found her footing and let the referee raise her hand in victory, her expression one of relief, gratitude, and straight up joy. She'd won a lot of fans tonight by showing her character; that rush of feeling their cheering wash over her made all the pain worth it, and guaranteed she'd keep coming back for more. This was only the beginning of her NMW journey, and she was so relieved to have started it off on the right foot.

She headed to the corner turnbuckles to celebrate and let the fans get some better shots of her, feeling more energetic by the second. She'd be sore tomorrow, but that thought didn't even cross her mind. I just won in Madison Square Garden. Gonna need a day or two for this to sink in.

She'd be on the radar now for a lot of people, fans and wrestlers alike. Every big win in wrestling came with its own set of new opportunities, as well as new consequences and challenges. Bring it on, NMW.
For a moment Fiona thought she had it, and maybe that was let Ada slip free and push her away, escaping just before the three count. Fiona couldn't hide her dismay as she watched the referee start to get back to his feet, looking away at exactly the wrong moment.

Wham. Suddenly Fiona's ears were ringing, the shape of the referee in front of her going blurry as her dizziness returned with a vengeance. She found herself stuck on her hands and knees, able to hear only the muffled jeering of the crowd. Ada was willing to go way beyond the rules to get a debut win, it seemed, and now she had Fiona all lined up for a finisher. Just as she pushed upright on her knees Fiona saw the shape of Ada's leg flying at her, smashing into her face and flattening her on the mat.

Fiona barely moved as Ada lay across her, pushing her face sideways and waiting for the referee to declare the win for her, as she'd no doubt gotten used to after landing a brutal finisher like that.

But she made the same mistake Fiona did, thinking the match was over, and with an even closer call this time, Fiona suddenly surged her right arm up into the air, keeping the match going, to the disbelief of all of Ada's fans. Maybe it was her desire to give the fans absolutely everything for the grand opening, or maybe she got a little extra fire after her opponent cheated to get the upper hand on her. Either way, Ada would have to try again if she wanted to put Fiona away.

"I think Ada's in shock!" Dan Rich exclaimed. "She did not expect Fiona to have any fight left in her. And who can blame her?"

Avoiding the pinfall was one thing, now Fiona had to find some way to take the advantage back, and she was in rough shape. Still flat on her back, she saw a swirling vision of Ada's frustration with the referee, believing she had a three-count. The few precious seconds wasted were valuable time for Fiona to just breathe, and win the battle against the awful dizziness from all the shots to the head she'd taken in the match. Ada wasn't going to let her lay there for long, though, as she moved to the nearby corner and started ascending the turnbuckles.

"One finisher wasn't enough," Rhonda said, "Ada's going right for another while Fiona's still down!"

Ada stood atop the turnbuckles, briefly lining up her shot before soaring into the air for a graceful moonsault finisher. It would've sealed the deal, but Fiona was just barely able to muster the energy to roll herself into the corner, letting Ada crash down for a brutal belly flop onto the mat.

"And she missed!" shouted Dan Rich, holding onto his hat.

It was now or never for Fiona, who staggered to her feet with determination in her eyes, making it to Ada before the Neon Diva could recover from her backfired moonsault. She grabbed her by the hair this time, the crowd drowning out the referee's protests, though Fiona soon transitioned to a headlock and walked Ada to a corner. She was too battered to pull off crazy acrobatics on her own, so she had to improvise, stepping her way up the turnbuckles and flipping over backwards to slam Ada down for a shiranui.

Wasting no time, Fiona crawled back over the top of Ada, grabbing both of her legs and pulling them up and away from the corner and ropes, hoping the third time was the charm on her pin attempts.
For a midcard match, the fight was proving to be anything but filler, with both women giving a fearless, gutsy performance in their efforts to deliver a debut win, and the crowd was loving it. Fiona's dangerous, risky move had paid off, although falling from that height hadn't been pleasant for her either, as she rolled off of Ada and couldn't get up for the first few seconds. She brushed the hair out of her face, breathing hard and hearing the referee's steady counting, which was soon matched by the crowd.

By the count of five she was getting up again, as was Ada, though Fiona won the race to her feet. Fiona grabbed her arm and put a hand on her back to shove her rolling back into the ring beneath the bottom rope, not wanting to mess around at all ringside. She had the advantage again and maybe a chance to win this match, but she had to stick to her strengths. Can't afford any more big mistakes.

Climbing back into the ring, she delivered a running stomp of a kick to the side of Ada's head as she was starting to get back up, keeping her down. Fiona then went into a handstand, holding the pose beside Ada for a few moments, before dropping both knees into her opponent's back. It would've been a good opportunity to transition into Fiona's signature submission hold, a bridging Fujiwara armbar, but she hadn't done any kind of damage to Ada's arm yet, so she decided against it. The match had been a mobile, high flying and heavy hitting affair right from the bell, and it showed no sign of slowing down now.

Pushing off of Ada to get to her feet, Fiona rolled her over onto her back before taking off for the ropes. As she came back, Fiona threw herself into a backflip of her own for a running shooting star press, coming down for a slam across Ada's torso. Fiona flipped over onto her back on Ada's midsection, securing one of her legs and going for her second pin attempt of the night, this time with a better chance of ending the match. Come on, come on...
Fiona found herself in a difficult position, trapped between Ada and the ropes and still too dizzy to effectively defend herself. Ada's continued targeting of her head wasn't helping; Fiona was easily distracted by her opponent seizing her hair, reaching up to try to pry Ada's hand off only to leave herself wide open to a punch. Her legs destabilized, and when the second punch smashed into her cheek they gave out altogether. Only the ropes kept her upright after Ada let go of her hair, leaving Fiona more or less sitting on the middle rope, trying to find any kind of focus again.

The match suddenly kicked up a notch into overdrive when Ada charged at Fiona. A combination of quick reactions and dumb luck let Fiona avoid it, as she slipped off the middle rope and fell to the mat, Ada's tackle attempt carrying her right through the top and middle ropes to crash painfully down onto the floor below. The nearby crowd at the barriers leaned over to get a better view, while Fiona reached up to grab a rope and get herself back to her feet. Did... did that just happen?

Once she was back up, Fiona found herself hesitating again. Ada wouldn't be down for long, and Fiona didn't like the idea of chasing her ringside to fight during the ten count, as she'd rarely had any success brawling outside the ropes. She couldn't just let her recover, though; Fiona felt like the tide had turned against her, and unless she did something to get the crowd back behind her, Ada's skill or just her toughness were going to win out eventually. Gotta go big for the debut night.

Taking the top rope in both hands, Fiona pulled it back and used it to slingshot herself over the top, aiming to crash down on top of Ada just as she was starting to get to her feet again.
The crowd continued to enjoy the energy and pace of the fight, although now it was Fiona on the receiving end. Either she'd hesitated too long or simply hadn't softened Ada up enough to go for a move like that, but spinning to generate power on her strike was a mistake. She lost sight of Ada, missed her target, and found herself snared around the midsection before she could recover, lifted up and over backwards to slam on her head and upper back to the mat.

She struggled to free herself, but it wasn't good enough to stop Ada from repeating the move, slamming her on her head again. Let go by Ada, Fiona tipped over onto her side and then her back, the white and red lights swirling overhead like a maelstrom from the sudden dizziness. Can't stay here, she thought, but getting to her feet was impossible for the moment, and all she could do to fight off the daze was cover her eyes.

That was another mistake. She felt the mat rumbling beneath her with Ada's steps, but didn't see the senton coming until the Neon Diva's back crashed across her body. Fiona tried to curl in on herself, but Ada stayed on top of her, seizing her leg and using her weight to keep her down for a pin.

"One! Two-"

Fiona kicked out right at two, getting a hand up into the air to take her shoulder off the mat, and the match continued. Fiona rolled over away from Ada, finding the ropes nearby to help her start to get back up, but she was still dazed and vulnerable, the momentum in the match swinging in Ada's favor.
Things were going well for Fiona so far, but only keeping Ada down for a one count meant she still had a lot of work to do if she wanted a win for her debut. Keep focused and keep the pressure on, she encouraged herself, getting up as Ada wobbled to her knees. Fiona took off for the ropes, coming back with another clothesline, sliding down this time to connect again with Ada just under her throat. She loved hearing support from her fans in the crowd, even if they were a little outnumbered tonight.

She ran a hand through her hair from her knees, indecisive for a brief moment on whether to go into a submission hold or another aerial attack, and in the end decided to keep things on the move, feeling like the crowd was responding well to the high energy and pace of the fight.

Grabbing Ada under the arms and pulling her back up to her feet, Fiona sent her running for the ropes this time, giving Fiona the space she needed to wind up for a full spin and a forearm strike aimed right at Ada's face.
Fiona got to her feet at about the same pace, both wrestlers having traded some decent hits back and forth to each other to open the match. This time, however, Fiona was ready for Ada's charge, jumping up into the air as the dropkick made Ada fall to the mat right beneath her. Fiona twisted sideways and came down with an elbow drop right into Ada's gut, easily the strongest hit she'd delivered to her so far, and enough to secure her some control of the match. There we go! I'm pretty quick, too.

She grabbed Ada's wrist and pulled her up to her feet, sending her running into a corner and letting her slam her back against the turnbuckles. Lining up her shot, Fiona sprinted forward at her, going into a cartwheel to generate a lot of power on a hammerfist attack that bonked Ada on the top of her forehead. That was enough to drop her to her rump in the corner, so Fiona followed up by grabbing the top rope on either side of the corner, and lifting herself up into a handstand position. She then dropped down feet first for a double-footed stomp to the Neon Diva's center mass.

She rolled backwards to her feet, flipping her hair over and out of her face. Might not be able to match her entrance routine, but my wrestling's got just as much style. Now to top off this sequence. She paced forward, grabbing Ada by the ankle and dragging her a short distance out of the corner to set her up as a target. Taking her place in the corner, Fiona got up to the middle ropes, then launched herself forward, aiming for a big splash landing into the first pinfall attempt of the match.
Fiona was relieved she'd put Ada on her back, but it didn't last long. The woman had kipped up to her feet by the time Fiona had stopped her forward momentum, shrugging off the clothesline well enough to immediately sprint for the ropes again. It was looking to be a fast-paced match right out of the gates.

Fiona's defense was nowhere to be seen, as she was caught flat-footed and uncertain how to counter Ada's sprinting attack. The Neon Diva's legs snapped shut around her head, flinging her up and over to slam down on her back in the center of the ring. She grimaced, her hand finding her lower back. Damn it, she's quick...

She made another sweeping kick from the ground, swinging her leg around to try to take Ada's feet out from under her. Expecting her to jump again, Fiona coiled both legs up to her chest, preparing to lash out with both boots to either Ada's chest or face.
Fiona was left a little stunned on the mat despite not being struck by anything. She considered herself an acrobatic wrestler, but she'd never even thought to try dodging something with a standing backflip. Ada pulled it off flawlessly, leaving Fiona more than a little embarrassed, wondering if her sweeping kick had been that easy to see coming.

Fiona wasted time preparing to defend herself when Ada simply hopped over her, apparently unable to read her opponent nearly as well, and she'd only just gotten to her feet by the time Ada rebounded off the ropes at her. Her dropkick connected solidly into Fiona's torso, throwing her backwards to a harsh landing on the mat where she tumbled over once.

Her momentum put her back on her feet, where she stumbled backwards until she hit the ropes, hooking one arm over the top to halt herself. Fiona didn't want to have to defend herself with her back to the ropes like this, so she ignored the fresh ache in her core and charged back at Ada, looking to clothesline her and avoid losing control of the match early.
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