Intercontinental Championship

[Neo-Blade8]

Rosario felt the boot in his face as some of the crowd cheered nameless on.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison stalked around the ring, heading towards Calypso with a predatory smile.  

[P R O J E C T Jinx]

Calypso back away, keeping his distance from Bison.

 

[Claire Hawkins]

Nameless would then attempt to lift Rosario up and shove him into the ring. If he were able to do so then he would slid into the ring and attempt to get back up to his feet.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison continued to move after Calypso. With Rosario handled he could focus on the still fresh meat.  

[P R O J E C T Jinx]

Calypso really did love to play Cat and Mouse with the big bad Bison, but as Bison closed in on the masked man, he would dive under the apron, disappearing under the ring.

 

[Daemonsparta]

Bison growled when he saw calypso crawling under the ring like a rat. Not giving chase, he slid his body into the ring and called to Nameless, crouching down ina ready position.

"Send the champ to me!" he called, hoping Nameless would irish whip rosario to him.  

[Neo-Blade8]

Rosario was being manhandled as he was put to his feet. But he still had fight, and he would prove why he was champion as he would try to grab nameless's Arm and irish whip him towards Bison.  

[P R O J E C T Jinx]

Calypso popped his little masked head out from the apron and saw that Bison was now in the ring, he decided to try to be sneaky as he exited from under the ring and waited for good moment for a surprise attack.

 

[Claire Hawkins]

The Nameless, who out weighed the champion by at least a hundred pounds, stood in place as the much smaller champion desprate tugged on his arm to no avail. Then again it didn't help Rosario's situation that Nameless was firmly planted to the canvas. "Not good enough." the big man grunt before attempting to yank Rosario to him, lift him up, and quickly drive the champion down with a powerslam! If he managed to do that then Nameless would attempt to drag Rosario back up and send him across the ring, to Bison, with an Irish Whip.  

[Neo-Blade8]

The Powerslam hit as the crowd just watched as the champion was getting demolished and picked apart, it was basically a handicap at this point. Rosario was then irished whipped towards Bison, not being able to do much more.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison smiled as rosario was sent towards him, springing up like a powerful beast and attempting to clock Rosario senseless with a mighty clothesline from hell.  

[Neo-Blade8]

Rosario's back smacked hard into the canvas as he held his throat, rolling over onto his stomach. He laid there, his muscles and bones crying loudly through his nerves. He laid there, doing as much as he could at the moment, and that was to recover.  

[P R O J E C T Jinx]

Calypso got on to the apron and moments after Bison landed the clothesline on the champ, he would be sailing through the air looking to clock Bison in the back of the head with a Springboard Diving Elbow.

 

[Daemonsparta]

(heads up. I will be offline tomorrow, sat, sun, and most of monday. I will online for a short time on friday.)

Bison got smacked in th back of his head, stumbling from the blow.