SDS: Ladies and gentlemen, if you're just joining us, Johnny Cyclone was just viciously attacked in the parking bay by Kruscher, who powerslammed Cyclone through the sunroof of a parked car.
DS: It was sick!
SDS: Cyclone has been loaded into an ambulance and taken to a local hospital. We are currently awaiting an update on his condition.
DS: Hopefully some sense was knocked into him.
SDS: I'm about to knock some into you.
The crowd pops.
David Bekker: In this match, the challengers will be on one team, while the champion will be alone. The challengers are free to tag in and out, but only the one who secures the pinfall on the champion will be declared the NEW Groundbreaker!
The crowd pops again.
DS: This is just so stupid!
SDS: I have no idea what's about to happen.
A loud set of trumpets blows in lockstep with a rapid-fire boom bap beat. The camera lingers on the stage for a bit, but no one comes out.
It then darts about, capturing the faces of the cheering fans until it finds Seth walking down the stairs between two rows of fans, as always clad in his basketball-inspired shirt and shorts with his big glasses and headphones.
David Bekker: Introducing the challengers. First, from Benguela, Angola, standing 193 centimetres and weighing in at 111 Kilos, SETH!
DS: This punk has no business challenging for the title!
SDS: He pinned Zázrak last week.
DS: So?
SDS: So he's a top contender.
DS: Says who?
SDS: The General Manager who put this match together.
Seth tosses his glasses, headphones and his shirt. He then hops the barricade and rolls into the ring.
A deep, apocalyptic theme is suddenly heard, overlaid with the sound of crashing waves. The massive Kraken Khan, heavily tatted with a crustacean mask, marches onto the stage, his long, braided beard swaying with each step. His Persian Orange eyes are locked on the Angolan.
David Bekker: And his tag team partner, from Mumbai, Maharashtra, India, standing 206 centimetres and weighing in at 129 Kilos, Kraken Khan!
SDS: The malovolent Kraken Khan, the former and first-ever Groundbreaker. He has been OBSESSED with getting that title back. But the one thing has been standing in his way has been THAT MAN, Seth. The man whose signature move, the Go To Sleep, opened the door for Zázrak to pin Khan at Ascension and steal the ti-
DS: Zázrak didn't steal anything! He won the title fair and square! And yeah, Khan's the former champ. He deserves a fair, one-on-one match at the Valentine's Brawl, but instead Campbell is just trying to screw him and screw Zázrak!
SDS: Blame Zázrak. He's the one who said he could beat the two of them-
DS: He never said that! He said he was WORTH two of them. There's a difference. Campbell's just doing this cause he's a dick!
Khan climbs onto the apron and steps over the top rope. Seth stands his ground as the monster invades his personal space. Referee Dan Masters tries to get between these two big men, hoping to prevent a pre-match brawl.
DS: These two can't even stand each other. How's this even supposed to work?
A loud, angelic orchestra is heard as the entire arena goes black. Spotlights shine down on it, revealing the glowing white form of Dennis Zázrak, who stands with his arms spread, his head held high, the championship belt around his waist and a microphone in his hand. The darkness recedes, as does the light, revealing his full, chiselled form.
David Bekker: Introducing the champion. From the Little Carpathian Mountains in Western Slovakia, standing at a PERFECT 190 centimetres and weighing in at a PERFECT 112 Kilos, he is the Groundbreaker, DENNIS ZÁZRAK!
Zázrak lowers his head, looking forward and smouldering. The crowd boos, mostly the men. Some of the women scream with pleasure.
Zázrak: Ladies and gentlemen of the Philippines, tonight, Zázrak was going to grace you, the unwashed peasants that you are...
Even louder boos.
Zázrak:... with the ability to WITNESS PERFECTION! (spreads his arms for a moment and then brings them down, pointing at the ring where Khan and Seth are still staring each other down) Instead, Jeffrey Campbell, that... DICTATOR, would have you bear witness to a crime!
SDS: What is he talking about?
Zázrak (walking down the ramp): He hoped to have these two thugs gang up on Zázrak and butcher perfection.
DS: EXACTLY!
Seth and Khan have still not taken their eyes off each other.
Zázrak (climbing the steps): But as you can see, Campbell is an INCOMPETENT dictator, because his chosen weapons are a pair of fools who hate each other far more than they hate Zázrak, not that anyone would.
DS: He's right! Campbell's an idiot
SDS: Maybe get a little closer, and we'll find out.
Zázrak (enters the ring): Look at them, perfection stands mere inches away, and they are too blinded by ego to notice.
The supercilious Slovak walks over and pushes the ref aside, standing right between the indomitable Indian and athletic Angolan. Neither man acknowledges him.
Zázrak (smirks into the hard camera): Or so it would, but the truth is they are actually... frozen in time.
The crowd's reactions range from "huh" to shocked gasps to laughter.
SDS: What?
Zázrak (walks around them): You see, Perfection is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural.
Crowd: Kalokohan! Kalokohan! Kalokohan!
Zázrak: Zázrak can't help it. It happens sometimes. As if God himself wishes to capture this moment of his greatest creation without disruption.
DS: Wow. That makes complete sense.
SDS: Are you serious?
Zázrak (blocking Khan and Seth from the hard camera's view): So, tonight, you will not have a "title match". Instead, Zázrak will now do what he came to do, and that is to ensure that you WITNESS PERFECTION!
Zázrak then drops the microphone and performs a Front Lat Spread. Khan and Seth keep looking at each other. Masters is still trying to separate them.
Zázrak then drops the microphone and performs a Front Lat Spread. Khan and Seth keep looking at each other. Masters is still trying to separate them.
Masters: Come on guys, we're on a time limit.
Crowd: Kalokohan! Kalokohan! Kalokohan!
DS: What are they saying?
SDS: Palesa just sent me the translation: Bullshit
Zázrak then performs Front Double Biceps. The women scream and moan, a couple of the men too.
DS: I could pump iron for days and never look like that. Khan and Seth keep looking at each other.
SDS: When was the last time you pumped anything? Actually, don't answer that!
Zázrak then performs Side Chest; the screams and boos are louder still.
SDS: How long are we going to suffer through this?
DS: There's still 5 poses left... Uh oh...
Khan and Seth slowly turn their heads in the Groundbreaker's direction. The crowd pops.
SDS: Uh oh is right. So much for being frozen in time.
DS: Get out of there, Dennis! GET OUT OF THERE!
Zázrak then turns around to perform a Rear Lat Spread. The camera feed switches as he comes face to face with his challengers. It captures his look of wide-eyed terror... perfectly.
The crowd cheers loudly as both men drop him with a synchronised punch.
SDS: OH YEAH! That's more like it! Seth and Khan seem to have reached an understanding, and now they're stomping the living daylights out of the Tectonic Champion!
DS: This is a mugging! THEY'RE RUINING PERFECTION!
The two temporary teammates pick Zázrak up and double-Irish whip him into a corner. Seth then sprints and performs a leaping Stinger Slash onto him. Khan follows suit with a Clothesline, crumpling the Champion.
SDS: Great teamwork!
DS: The bell hasn't even rung! This shouldn't even be allowed.
Seth tries to pick Zázrak up, but Khan shoves him aside.
Khan (pointing at a corner): GET OUT! NOW!
DS: What's that you said about them having an understanding?
Seth clenches his jaw and his fists before doing a very slow shrug and turning away.
SDS: Seth choosing the path of least resistance for now.
Khan (points at Masters): You, ring the bell!
Masters: I need him up-
Khan pulls Zázrak up and shoves him back into the corner, then rounds on Masters: RRRRIIIIIING IIIIIIITTT!
Masters flinches and calls for the bell.
SDS: And now the match is officially underway!
DS: That's not fair!
SDS: Now Khan, choking Zázrak in the corner.
Masters: Come on, Khan. Knock it off! 1! 2! 3! 4!
Khan rounds on the referee, chasing him out of the ring before returning to the wheezing Zázrak. He forces the Champion to stand against the corner and hits his chest with an Overhand Chop that resonates throughout the arena.
SDS: OOH!!!
DS: NOT THE PERFECT PECKS!
Khan then grabs the back of Zázrak's head and proceeds to grind his face along the top rope on the way to an adjacent corner, before slamming said face into the turnbuckle.
DS: NOT THE PERFECT FACE!
Masters: Khan, I'm serious-
Khan: RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Masters gets out of dodge.
SDS: Khan needs to be careful not to get him and Seth disqualified here.
Khan turns back Zázrak, who falls to the mat and starts crawling away to the corner where Seth is standing, holding the tag rope. Khan stalks the Champion, and just as he reaches down to grab him, Seth sharply slaps him on the back.
Masters: Tag!
SDS: Seth is now the legal man!
The crowd cheers as Seth throws his thumb over his shoulder, effectively commanding the monster from Mumbai to get out. Khan grits his teeth with rage, but exits the ring as Seth comes in.
SDS: Seth with the Champion on a Front Facelock, lifting him up for Vertical Suplex and- and look at this! Seth is holding him in the air, with ease!
DS: Cocky son of a- IS HE DOING SQUATS?! He's doing squats, Darryl!
SDS: Kilo for kilo, one of the strongest men in PSW! Look at Khan's face. Even he's impressed. Listen to the crowd. They're counting along.
Crowd: ... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10!
SDS: And there's the Suplex! What a smooth cover!
DS: WAIT, NO!
Masters (slides in): One! Tw-
SDS: Khan breaks it up! And Zázrak kicks out!
Seth stands up and gets right in the monster's face, shoving him.
SDS: That didn't take long.
Khan swings, but Seth blocks and counters with a right hand of his own, sending Khan stumbling back, only for Khan to come back with a vicious Big Boot that puts the Angolan on his ass.
DS: THAT'S WHAT YOU GET!
SDS: This team has broken down.
As Khan grounds and pounds Seth, Zázrak rolls out of the ring and stumbles to the timekeeper to fetch his precious title.
SDS: Zázrak getting out of dodge!
DS: Smart. That's why he's the Champ! That's why he's the Groundbreaker!
Seth gains top mount and starts delivering grounded punches of his own as Zázrak makes his way up the ramp. The crowd boos this decision heavily.
Khan grabs Seth's throat, at which point the latter notices the fleeing champion and points at him. Khan looks as well, and the two get off the mat to give chase.
DS: Oh no! Look out, Zázrak!
Seth is faster and coldcocks the Champ from behind. Khan comes after, grabs Zázrak off the ground and drags him back down the ramp to throw him into the ring.
SDS: Seth back in. Going for the cover on Zázra- Again, Khan breaks it up!
Seth slowly stands up, and the two go nose-to-nose, and then he backhands Khan's crotch.
SDS: Seth with a low-blow to his own partner and a DDT! Khan is out.
DS: He can't do that!
SDS: He just did.
Masters goes to get Khan out of the ring as Seth tries to force Zázrak off the mat.
SDS: Seth now, looking to finish this, perhaps go for the Go-OOOH NOO! Zázrak with a low blow, and the ref didn't see it!
Zázrak then grabs Seth in a Front Facelock and hooks one of his legs before executing a picture-perfect Fisherman's Suplex.
SDS: Zázrakaplex!
Zázrak rolls through to wrap his legs around Seth's free leg for a full Small Package pin.
DS: The perfect pin! The perfect pin!
Masters hears the impact and jumps to count the pin: 1! 2! 3! Ring the bell
DS: HE DID IT!
SDS: Zázrak survives!
David Bekker: Here is your winner and STILL the Groundbreaker, DENNIS ZZZÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁZRAAAKK!!!
The crowd boos as the Champion rolls out of the ring, holding up his hands as his angelic orchestra blasts through speakers.
SDS: A controversial result, but not an unexpected one.
DS: Of course not! Did you really think he was going to lose with that ridiculous stipulation?
SDS: Sooner or later, the games have to stop. We- (holds headphones) I've just received word. We finally have our second confirmed match for the Valentine's Brawl in Dunedin, New Zealand: a Triple Threat Rematch for the Tectonic Championship!
DS: WHAT?!
The graphic for the match appears, showing Zázrak, Seth and Khan. Zázrak sees it and is beside himself.
Zázrak: No... NO! That's not fair! They can't do this! Zázrak won! ZÁZRAK WON! THEY CAN'T DO THIS! (throws fists into the air while angrily screaming) DAAAMN YOUUUU, CAMPBEEEEEEEELLLLLLL!!!!!
~VaniTea (Top Posts under #DennisZázrak)
@BonBon23
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[ A hyper-filtered, slow-motion holo-vid loop of Dennis Zázrak performing his Front Lat Spread and Side Chest poses in the middle of the ring. The lighting is heavily edited to emphasise his physique, accompanied by a sultry synthwave audio track. ]
God really spent extra time on this man🥵💦 The way the arena lights hit those perfect pecs before those two uncultured Neanderthals ruined the art exhibition... It's a crime against humanity that they attacked him.
BTW, for all my premium subscribers, I just dropped Chapter 29 of The Groundbreaker's Touch on my v-feed! 📖✨ Let's just say Dennis finds a very creative way to use his championship belt behind closed doors😉 Link in bio!
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Comments:
- @PitGirl88: Girl you need a cold shower immediately. But also... dropping a tip for chapter 29 rn 👀
- @LuchaFanatic: This is so unhinged. He's literally a coward who won with a low blow.
- @BonBon23: @LuchaFanatic It's called tactical survival, sweetie. Look it up. 💅
- @SalVA: Seek professional help, Bethany.
- @BonBon23: @SalVA WHO IS BETHANY?? I AM BONBON. BLOCKED.
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