Tara Green-Webber vs Mark Henry
Tara strutted down the hallway dressed in a green tank top and black shorts, she was grinning in anticipation of her match with the World’s Strongest Man, a opponent suitable for one of the World’s Strongest Women, she pushed aside the thin black curtain and stepped out onto the entrance stage to a huge ovation, she grinned and flexed her massive arms, her biceps bulging with thick hard veiny muscles, she sprinted down the ramp and rolled into the ring, she leaned over the top rope and gestured for a microphone.
Tara: Some of you in the back have said that I have no chance against Mark Henry, but let me tell you something- they don’t call me one of the strongest women in the world for nothing. Mark may be tough, but I’m even tougher. He was hesitant to accept my challenge, but once he saw my strength in action he quickly changed his mind. When I stand in this ring with my arm raised in victory there will no doubt that I proved all the naysayers wrong.
Tara tosses the mic to the ringside floor and flexes in a double bicep pose, the crowd gives her a mixed reaction. Mark Walks out onto the entrance stage, he stands at the head of the ramp and flexes his right arm, he runs down the ramp and rolls into the ring. Mark walks up to Tara and they stare each other down. Ref Monica Brant calls for the bell.
Tara and Mark circle around sizing each other up, Tara raises her hands over her head challenging Mark o a test of strength, Mark accepts and they lock hands. Their arms bulge as they strain to force the other to their knees, Tara grits her teeth, Mark slowly pushes her down to one knee, Tara’s eyes widen in shock, letting out a guttural growl, she pushes herself back up onto both feet and slowly pushes Mark back towards the ropes, Mark groans as his back presses into the ropes, he breaks off and grabs Tara by the throat and head butts her forehead. Tara staggers back and drops to one knee.
Mark circles around Tara as she glares at him. As Tara stands up, Mark pounces on her back and wraps his arms around her waist with a rear bearhug and shakes her wildly. Tara groans and pushes down on Mark’s arm. He bellows and slams her to the mat. Tara sits up clutching her back, as she stands up Mark grabs her wrist and whips her into the ropes, Tara runs off the ropes and catches Mark across the face with a flying lariat. Mark flops onto his back. Tara stomps Mark’s midsection, he grabs her ankle and pulls her down, he gets up and hits Tara with a Belly Flop. Tara rolls onto her side clutching her midsection, Mark goes for another Belly Flop, Tara rolls out ogf the ring and paces around the ringside floor. Mark flexes his arms and beckons to Tara, he leans over the top rope and calls Tara a wimp, Tara reaches through the ropes and grabs Mark’s ankles, she jerks him off his feet and pulls him halfway out of the ring, she slams the back of his right knee against the edge of the ring apron. Mark slams his left foot into the side of Tara’s head. Tara grunts and staggers back into the announcers table.
Mark slides off the ring apron and runs at Tara, Tara ducks and flips Mark over her shoulder and slams him onto the announcer’s table. Tara climbs onto the apron and dives off and connects with a Flying Elbow drop, sending them both crashing through the table. Tara pulls Mark from the wreckage and whips him back into the ring, she slides into the ring and makes the cover.
…. Mark kicks out to Tara’s shock, she pulls him up by his hair and delivers a kick to his midsection, She goes for a piledriver, but Mark reverses with a Back Body Drop, Tara sits up clutching her back, Mark kneels down behind Tara, pulls back on her wrists and presses his knee into her upper back. Tara screams and shakes her head, Monica kneels down beside her asking if she wants to submit. Tara screams no, she grits her teeth and tugs at her arms. Mark bobs his head arrogantly, telling Tara she better quit. Tara clenches her fists, she jerks her arms free and staggers to her feet.
Mark grabs Tara by her shoulder and spins her around, Tara counters with a knee to his midsection, she scoops him up and body slams him to the canvas. Tara drops onto her rear and traps Mark’s right arm with an arm bar. Mark groans and flails his legs, he manages to get his foot on the bottom rope. Monica orders Tara to break the hold, Tara complies and releases Mark she pulls him up and whips him into the ropes, Mark bounces off the ropes and goes for a big boot, Tara ducks under it and jumps onto his back wrapping her powerful arms around his throat.
Mark staggers around the ring with Tara clinging to his back, he runs backwards into the corner, Tara grunts and releases Mark’s throat, she slumps down in the corner, hooking her arms over the top rope. Monica goes to check on Tara. Mark runs out of the opposite corner and goes for a splash, Tara rolls out of the way, Mark inadvertently catches Monica full force with the splash, Monica collapses onto her stomach. Tara kneels down beside Monica and shakes her. Mark grabs a handful of Tara’s hair and tosses her back into the corner, he goes for another splash, but Tara lunges and catches him with a big boot to the chest.
Tara makes the cover, she sighs when she realizes Monica is still out cold, she grunts and pulls Mark to his feet, she shoves his head between her legs and squeezes his neck, Mark grabs the back of Tara’s knees and jerks her off her feet, he slides his hands up to her ankles and locks her in the Boston Crab, Tara screams and pounds her fists on the canvas as Mark cranks up the pressure. Tara tugs her hair and grabs for the ropes but they’re too far to reach. Tara sighs deeply as Mark realeases the hold, Mark pulls tara up by her hair and whips her intyo the corner, Tara grunts and doubles over, her left arm draped over the top rope.
Mark paces the ring flexing his arms, he lifts Tar up over his head like a barbell, Tara flails about, she slides down onto her feet in front of Mark and squeezes him with a bearhug. Mark presses his palms against Tara’s chin tilting her head back. Tara lifts Mark up and body slams him to the canvas. Monica slowly starts to stir, she staggers to her feet. Tara whips Mark into the ropes, Mark runs off the ropes, Tara lunges and spears him to the canvas, she pulls him up and hits him with a Running Powerslam. Tara makes the cover.
….Mark kicks out, Tara sits up and screams in frustration, she clenches her fists and pulls Mark up, she whips him into the corner and charges him, Mark rolls out of the corner and shoves Tara face first into the top turnbuckle, Tara drops to her knees and leans over the middle rope. Mark runs off the opposite set of ropes and connects with a leapfrog body guillotine. Mark slides off Tara’s back and onto the ringside floor, he grabs Tara by the hair and drags her out of the ring., he scoops her up and body slams her onto the security barrier. Tara screams as Mark holds her in a back breaker over the barrier. Mark chuckles and pulls Tara to her feet he goes for a Samoan Drop, but Tara manages to reverse it and shoves him face first into the steel ring post, Mark staggers for a few seconds then falls onto his stomach, Tara bends over with her hands on her knees breathing heavily, sweat trickles down her face and chiseled pecs.
Tara grunts as she scoops Marks up and slams him down onto the ring apron, she slams her forearm down across his throat and smirks. Tara rolls back into the ring, Mark staggers to his feet, Tara whips him into the ropes and catches him with a Cross Body Block.
…..3. Tara staggers to her feet, Monica raises up her arm in victory. Tara doubles over clutching her lower back. The crowd is on their feet with a standing ovation. Tara winces and waves to the amped up fans, as she goes to climb out of the ring the lights go out.
The lights come back on, Tara freezes in shock as Jill Mills stands on the apron blocking her path. Tara goes to punch Jill, But Jill catches her wrist and clobbers her with a series of hard right hands. Tara staggers back, winded from her match she barely has the strength to resist as Jill forces her down to her knees. Jill lifts Tara u[p and hits her with a power bomb, Tara lies spread-eagled in the center of the ring. Mark slowly gets to his feet and stares dumb founded at Jill. Jill kneels down in front of Mark and plants a kiss on his lips. Jill draws back and smiles at Mark. Mark rubs his chin in shock, he smiles back at Jill, he gets to his feet and hugs her tight.
Jill grabs a microphone and bends down in Tara’s face. “There’s only room here for one World’s Strongest Woman- and that’s me. You better learn your place and relinquish that title if you wish to walk out of the ring next time.” Jill throws down the mic in Tara’s face and flexes her arms, the crowd is on their feet booing. Mark grins and cradles Jill in his arms, he carries her out of the ring and to the back as Monica goes to check on Tara.
Rey Mysterio vs Dara Torres
Dressed in a backless black leotard Dara walked out onto the entrance stage to a huge ovation, she grinned and waved to the crowd as she sprinted down the ramp and slid into the ring. She strutted past Ref Monica Brant and leaned in the southwest corner of the ring and folded her arms.
Rey ran out to a huge ovation, he ran down the ramp, hopped onto the apron and leapt over the ropes, he moved to the center of the ring and gestured to Dara. Dara met him in the center of the ring and stared down at him with her hands on her hips, Ref Monica called for the bell. Dara and Rey locked up with an collar and elbow tie up. Dara gritted her teeth, her arm muscles bulging as she slowly forced Rey down to one knee.
Rey broke free and ran off the ropes, Dara ducked under his clothesline and hit him with a reverse ddt, dara made the cover but Rey kicked out at one, Rey kipped up and delivered a kick to Dara’s lower right leg as she stood up, she grunted and dropped to one knee, Rey ran off the ropes and caught Dara with a drop kick to her chest, Dara rolled out of the ring and paced around the ringside floor glaring up at Rey.
Rey dove through the ropes, Dara caught him by the waist and body slammed him to the ringside floor. Dara planted her foot on Rey’s chest and flexed her arms, she pulled him up and whipped him into the security barrier, Rey grunted and dropped to his knees, Dara ran up behind him and drove her knee into his lower back. Dara pulled Rey to his feet, Rey delivered a hard kick to Dara’s abdomen and planted her head to the floor with a double arm DDT. Dara rolled onto her side clutching her head; Rey climbed up onto the security barrier and dove off, Dara rolled out of the way, Rey grunted as he slammed down onto his stomach.
Dara stood up, she grabbed Rey’s right ankle and repeatedly kicked the back of his knee. She pulled him up and slammed him onto the apron, Dara slammed her elbow down on Rey’s chest and and climbed onto the apron, grabbing the top rope she pressed her foot down on Rey’s throat, Rey flailed his arms. Dara leapt over the top rope and slammed her knee down on Rey’s midsection. Dara backed away and taunted Rey by flexing in a crab pose.
Rey staggered to his feet, Dara ran at him, Rey caught Dara with a drop toe hold, Dara’s throat collided with the top rope, she bounced off and flopped onto her back. Rey pulled Dara to her feet and whipped her into the corner, he ran to the opposite corner and charged at Dara, Dara raised up her right foot and slammed it into Rey’s chest when he got close enough. Dara pulled up Rey and tossed him into the corner, she hooked his arms over the top rope and unloaded a series of knife-edged chops to his chest. Dara mounted the middle rope and landed series rights to his forehead. Monica yells at Dara to back off, Dara steps back with her hands in the air and shrugged.
Dara grabbed Rey’s wrist and whipped him out of the corner, Rey reverses and sends her slamming into the corner, Dara grunts as her chest collided with the top turnbuckle. Rey ran up behind Dara and drop kicked her lower back, Dara grunted and flopped onto her back. Rey jumps up onto the top turnbuckle and connects with a Frog Splash, Rey makes the cover.
….Dara gets her shoulder up, Rey pulls Dara to her feet, Dara lunges and hits Rey with a lariat, Rey grunts and flops onto his back, Dara locks Rey up in an inverted cloverleaf. Rey flails his arms and grabs the bottom rope, Monica orders Dara to break the hold, Dara refuses and ignores the ref, Monica shouts at Dara and begins to count.
…Dara breaks the hold and steps back allowing Rey time to get to his feet, Dara charges at Rey, Rey lunges and spears Dara to the canvas, he kips up and lands a leg drop across Dara’s throat. Dara rolls onto her side clutching her throat. Rey pulls Dara to her feet and drapes her over the middle ropes; He bounces off the opposite set of ropes and connects with the 619. Dara lays sprawled out on her back. Rey makes the cover.
….Dara kicks out, Rey bounces off the ropes and goes for a drop kick, Dara rolls out of the way and gets to her feet, she pulls Rey up and lifts him up over her head and presses him like a barbell, she smirks and gorilla press slams him into the corner, he chin bounces off the top turnbuckle. Rey rolls onto his back clutching his chin. Dara lifts Rey up and hits him with the Tombstone Piledriver, Rey lays spread-eagled on his back, Dara folds his arms across his chest and makes the cover.
…..3. Monica raises Dara’s arm in victory, Dara bows and blows kisses to the roaring crowd, she helps Rey to his feet, Rey shakes his head and drops to one knee, Dara offers her head, Rey stares at it for several seconds then grabs it, Dara pulls him up and pulls him in for a hug, Rey hugs Dara back and congratulates her on her victory. They roll out of the ring and walk up the ring holding hands.
Wendy Lindquist vs Mindi O’Brien
Wendy walked down the hallway leading to the ring dressed in a blue bikini, she pushed aside the thin curtain and strutted out onto the entrance stage to a huge ovation, Wendy stopped at the head of the ramp and blew kisses to the crowd with both hands, she sprinted down the ramp and halted, the ring had been replaced with a mudpit, Wendy stood at the edge of the mudpit and dipped her big left toe in, she jerked her toe out of the cold mud. Referee Monica Brant stood ankle deep in the center of the cold mud. She motioned to Wendy. Wendy shrugged and winced as she waded through the mudpit.
Mindi walked out onto the entrance stage dressed in a blue tank top and black stretch pants to massive heat, carry a microphone in her left hand, she smirked at the crowd and flexed her right arm, her bicep bulging with thick veiny muscles. “Hey, Wendy, I heard you should be used to wallowing in the mud, though you’re usually on your back at the time.” The fans booed as Mindi strutted down the ramp, her thick sinewy arms swinging at her sides. Mindi stepped into the mudpit and walked up to Wendy.
Wendy stood with her hands on her hips and puffed out her massive beefy chest. “Really, wasn’t that you I saw in the pigpen rolling around in the hay outside yesterday.” Wendy threw back her head and chuckled.
Mindi clenched her jaw, she growled and slammed the microphone across Wendy’s forehead. Wendy grunted and dropped to one knee clutching her forehead. Monica snatched the mic from Mindi and tossed it out of the pit. “None of that crap.” Monica said poking Mindi’s chest. Mindi shrugged and rolled her eyes.
Mindi pulls Wendy up by her hair and knees her stomach, Wendy grunts and doubles over, she raises up and bashes Mindi against the chest with her forearm, Mindi staggers back, Wendy charges and tackles Mindi, mud splashes up as they topple to the floor. Wendy grabs two fistfuls of hair and heat butts Mindi’s forehead, Mindi grunts and spits mud in Wendy’s face. Wendy draws back and rubs her eyes. Mindi grabs Wendy’s shoulder and rolls her onto her back, she chuckles and knees Wendy’s groin, Wendy throws back her head and grunts.
Mindi pulls Wendy up by her hair and smacks her across her rear. Wendy growls and elbows Mindi’s stomach, she turns and elbows the back of Mindi’s neck, Mindi grunts and flops onto her stomach, Wendy drops down across Mindi’s back and locks her hands over Mindi’s chin and tugs back har on her neck. Mindi groans and clenches her fists and teeth. Wendy smirks. “Tap out now, Mindi.”
Mindi shakes her head. “Not to a pig like you.”
Wendy chuckles. “Fine, be stubborn, I’ll just humiliate that much more.” Wendy tugs back on Mindi’s head. Mindi flexes her arms, she slowly powers her way free and gets to her feet, a stunned Wendy stares up at her. Mindi grabs Wendy up by her throat and locks her powerful arms around Wendy’s waist, Wendy flails her arms as Mindi’s arms constrict around her waist. Gasping for air, Wendy claws her fingers down Mindi’s chest. Mindi smirks and shakes Wendy like a ragdoll. Wendy’s hair whips about wildly.
“Give up, you can’t my bearhug forever. You’ll go to sleep sooner or later.” Mindi chuckles and tightens her grip on Wendy’s waist. Wendy grits her teeth and jabs Mindi’s chest with her fist, Mindi shrugs out the blow and laughs. Wendy’s arms drop to her sides, her head sags. Mindi grins and lowers Wendy onto her back, she plants her right foot on Wendy’s chest and flexes her arms up high. Wendy grabs Mindi’s ankles and rolls her onto her back, mud splashes up as Wendy makes the cover.
….Mindi kicks out, Wendy backs up as Mindi gets to her feet, she clenches her fists and sneers at Wendy. “You’re going to pay for that.”
Wendy smiles smugly and flexes her left arm. “Just you try, I’m going to embarrass the heck out of you.”
Mindi and Wendy lock up in the middle of the mudpit, Mindi gets Wendy in a side headlock, her forearm digging into Wendy’s throat. Wendy flails her arms and slaps at chest and back, Mindi dives forward dropping Wendy face-first into the mud. Wendy pushes her face up and spits out a mouthful of mud. Mindi dives her elbow down on Wendy’s lower back, Wendy throws back her head and moans. she starts to crawl away, but Mindi locks her in the Crippler Crossface. Wendy grabs a handful of mud and throws it into Mindi’s eyes.
Mindi releases Wendy and wipes the mud out of her eyes, Wendy rolls Mindi onto her back and knees her stomach. Mindi rakes her fingers down Wendy’s chest. Wendy winces and slaps Mindi across the face. Mindi lands a knife-edge chop to Wendy’s throat, Wendy rolls onto her back and clutches her throat. Mindi pulls Wendy up by her head and plants her with a reverse ddt. Mindi makes the cover.
…. Wendy kicks out, Mindi stands up and throws back her head and bellows, she pulls Wendy up by her hair and grabs her in a side headlock, pressing her forearm into Wendy’s throat. Wendy unloads a series of elbows to Mindi’s side, Mindi grabs the back of Wendy’s head and drops her face first into the muddy water. Wendy scrambles to her feet, drenched head to toe with mud. She wipes her face and pulls Mindi up by her hair. Mindi lunges and drives her knee into Wendy’s midsection. Wendy grunts and doubles over in pain. Mindi shoves Wendy’s head between her knees and grabs her by the waist, Wendy grabs the back of Mindi’s knees and jerks her off her feet, Wendy motions to the crowd and locks Mindi in the Boston Crab.
Mindi screams and claws the mud as Wendy locks on tighter. Mindi grits her teeth and moans low. Wendy looks back over her shoulder. “Ready to give up yet, Mindi?” Wendy grins and leans back further. Mindi screams, tears stream down her face, she presses her hands on the floor and flexes her legs and slowly powers out of the Boston Crab. Wendy draws back, bent down with her hands on her knees, breathing heavily.
Mindi gets up and flexes her arms, her massive biceps, thick corded veins flowing down her arms like rivers. “Come on, I thought you were tougher than this. Wendy.” Mindi struts up to Wendy and sucker punches her stomach, Wendy doubles over grunting in pain. Mindi lifts Wendy across her shoulders into a Torture Rack, Wendy screams and flails her free arm. Mindi struts around the mud pit smirking at the sound of Wendy’s screams.
Monica is in Wendy’s face, asking if she wants to quit. Wendy shakes her head. Mindi pulls down hard on Wendy’s knees and neck. Wendy cries out and grits her teeth. Monica asks Wendy again. Wendy shakes her head. Mindi turns the hold into a Samoan Drop and slams Wendy onto her back. Mindi makes the cover.
…. 3. Monica raises up Mindi’s arm in victory. Mindi jumps up and screams for joy. Wendy rolls onto her side clutching her head in pain. Mindi bends down and pulls Wendy up by her wrist. Wendy staggers around the ring in a dazed stupor. Mindi whistles, Wendy spins around towards her, Mindi lands the Sweet Chin Music to Wendy’s chin, Wendy flops onto her back out cold. Mindi pumps her right fist and wipes her feet in Wendy’s face. Wendy groans and slaps Mindi’s feet away. Mindi smirks and kicks Wendy in her ribs. Wendy grunts and clutches her ribs in pain. Mindi walks out of the mudpit and up the ramp, the crowd is on their feet booing Mindi. Mindi walks backwards up the ramp flexing her arms, she smirks as she disappears behind the entrance curtain. Monica crouches beside Wendy and pats her on the shoulder, she pulls Wendy up and walks her out of the mud pit, Wendy’s head sags as they walk to the back.