Dante vs Andrea ~Tables Match~

Tables Match
Victory by Putting Opponent Through Table
MUST BE SLAMMED THROUGH BY OPPONENT. SELF-COLLISION DOES NOT COUNT.

"Just another chance to prove myself! This is gonna be great!" Having only three matches so far in his Tension career after joining quite a whiles ago, two of them being tag team matches, Dante was ready to get another chance to show the capacity crowd and the millions that watch at home exactly what he's made of. Hearing of the match type, he became excited. A tables match, definitely something that can contain quite the amount of heavy spots that would really get the crowd going. Thinking of the many people that could be going hope happy tonight after witnessing one hell of a match, he smiled to himself as he stared in a mirror in the locker room, slipping on his black wife beater and adjusting his jeans as he got ready for the match.

Stepping outside, Dante would walk through the hallways, promptly making it to the curtain area where he was given the go ahead by one of the crew members. Seconds after his cue was given, "Just Watch Me" from James LaBrie began to play over the speakers in the arena, echoing through the crowd as they went wild from the familiar song. Dante would step out onto the stage area, raising his hands high in the air to the roaring crowd before running down the ramp, high-fiving the fans on his way down.

As he reached the ring, he would swiftly slide under the middle rope before running to one of the corners, standing on the top rope as he rose his hands up yet again, really getting the crowd going. Dante's smile was bigger than ever as he heard the yells of approval from the capacity crowd, sensing their excitement which drove him to want to give them all that he's got. He would jump off the ropes before walking a bit towards the center of the ring, stretching out his arms before planting his hands on his knees, ready for his opponent's arrival.

"Gonna Thrash This Motherfucker Straight To Hell!" Andrea would exclaim to herself as she walked through the backstage area, clinching her fist tightly before her music played, prompting her to hit the entrance ramp as her theme song, "Angel of Death" by Slayer began to play.

Wearing a black tank-top, spiked wristbands, camo pants, and black army boots, Andrea came stomping down the entrance ramp as she gazed at her opponent, eager to crush him as she made her Tension debut, raising her fist and giving the roaring crowd that was mixed with boos and cheers the metal-horns sign before she slid into the ring. While thus far, Andrea hasn't done the best in AFW Friction, but decided to start fresh and give a Tension pro a shot. In addition to bringing over her usual hardcore antics.

"YOU! Yeah You, Man!" Andrea would yell out to Dante, pointing at him with a devilish grin. "You and your shitty Prog-Rock ain't got no chance against the might of THRASH, Muthafucker!! And Im about to prove it... BY SLAMMIN' YA THROUGH A TABLE!!" Andrea would declare as she pointed at Dante, eager to crush this skinny little punk and establish her name through both brands of the AFW.

Dante would keep his eyes on the entrance ramp as he heard the music of his opponent for the night begin to play. He expected someone of a more rough stature to come out, it being a tables match and all, and his expectations became to be true as he saw Andrea step out onto the stage area. Seeing her style and attire, he knew she wasn't going to be one of the sweeter girls that may be a part of the roster. He knew just from her walk that he was in for a fight. He watched as she rose up the metal horns before getting into the ring, only furthering his opinion of the girl.

Still, Dante kept his straight smile throughout the whole entrance, eager for the fight that was about to take place. As she pointed at him, shouting with the devilish grin that she had on her face, Dante couldn't help but be slightly startled by her sudden declaration. He became slightly confused at her words, blinking a few times, but soon the smile returned to his face as he understood what she meant.

"Usually, I would start the match out with a handshake, but it doesn't seem like you're in the mood for something like that." Dante would say with a bit of laughter before he would bring his arms up in the ready. "Fine then, I'm up for the challenge. I'm sure this match will definitely be a great one. My name's Dante Sunderland by the way, even though you might not care all that much. May the best wrestler win!" Dante would say with a noticeable shine in his eyes, overly excited for the match that the two were about to take place in.

Looking over at her opponent from across the ring, Andrea would conclude that this guy was one of those overly innocent 'nice guy' types, the kind of guy that was probably too scared to hit her. Which was exactly the type of person that Andrea loved to meet in the ring, just because they were fun to dismantle and crush. He honestly didn't look all that tough in Andrea's eyes, and had never heard of him, so she figured it would be an easy win for sure.

"Huh? Who says I ain't in the mood for a fuckin' Handshake!?" Andrea would exclaim with a slight glare directed at Dante as she cracked her knuckles, a bit frustrated by his overly optimistic attitude, this dude was just too pleasant in her opinion. "You're Right! Don't a fuck what your name is! Im Andrea Ümlaüt and Im gonna Thrash your ass straight to hell!!" Andrea would declare with a confident grin, ready to take on her opponent and utterly destroy him.

The bell would then ring, and Andrea wouldn't even wait for a lock-up once the match officially started. Instead, she charged right towards Dante's corner rotating her right arm a bit as she charged at him, attempting to thrust out that same arm for a for hard clothesline aimed directly as his chest. Attempting to dish out a powerful strike in the early goings of this tables match.

"What? Oh um, sorry I just, it didn't seem like you would want one." Dante would say before scratching the back of his head a bit nervously at her words. He thought he made a genuine mistake, judging the girl wrong before even letting her show what she's really about. However her next set of words sent him back to thinking of her as he did before. Shaking his head, he brought his arms up again, getting into a ready stance and waiting for the bell to ring.

Thinking of what could happen during the match, Dante's vision would scan the outside of the ring, seeing the tables and where they were. There seemed to be two tables propped up against the security walls on both sides of the ring. There was another one set up at two of the corners of the floor, right before the walls as well. The placement and amount of the tables made sure that the competitors had quite a bit to work with, able to make the few mistakes going through the tables themselves and still have ones left to compete with.

As the bell rung, Dante turned back towards Andrea, only to see her charging straight towards him. "A-ah!? He lets out in surprise as she takes him off guard with her sudden movement. Before Dante was able to react, he felt the clothesline connect with his chest which caused him to be knocked onto his back, shaking his head a bit from the impact.

Although Andrea complained about not getting a handshake from Dante, she would of most likely used it as a chance to get a cheap-shot on him. She honestly had no interest in being fair or having good sportsmanship. For Andrea, It was all about winning and crushing her opponents. The only reason she honestly complained was that Dante assumed she didn't want a handshake.

Upon rushing out of her corner to nail Dante across the chest with a sudden rough clothesline, Andrea would look down at her fallen opponent and smile. "Better stay focused, chump!" Andrea would remark, noticing how he was apparently distracted just before the bell rang, which Andrea couldn't help but find amusing. Andrea then began planting her feet on the bottom ring ropes, before climbing to the middle ropes, bouncing on them for a moment before springboarding off of them, attempting to crash down upon Dante with her boots to deliver a harsh stomp onto his chest.

Dante would rub his chest a bit as he lie on the ground after the clothesline. She was right about the fact that he had to stay focused. What he just did right there was a simple foolish mistake that most amateurs would make. You always should have your eyes on your opponent in the beginning of the match, be prepared so you'll know exactly when to ready yourself for a move after the bell rings. His focus on the placement of the tables, something that he could have checked at any time throughout the match had cost him and he knew it.

As he lie on the ground though, he would look up at Andrea as she climbed up the ropes. Dante was all too familiar with moves like these and he knew the affect that they would have on the person they connected with. He also knew very well the consequences of missing such high risk moves and that's what he was planning on showing Andrea first hand.

As the girl propelled herself in the air, Dante would roll out of the way at the last second, hoping that the impact of landing on just the canvas with her feet would somehow stun her for a second as that happened. He would then scramble to his feet and attempt to jump up in the air, trying to connect with the girl's upper back with a high dropkick.

Upon hitting her opponent with the clothesline that floored him, Andrea was grew even more confident and sure of herself that this match against Dante Sunderland would be all too easy. Andrea was quick to climb the ropes, not wanting to give her opponent much breathing room as she prepared to go for a springboard stomp off the ropes, catapult herself up in the air before she came crashing down like a rock. However, at the very last second Dante rolled out of the way and Andrea's boot came smashing into the canvas on the exact spot her opponent should of been laying.

"What the!?" Andrea would exclaim in surprise and slight confusion before she turned her head. Amazingly her opponent was not only quick enough to roll out of the way of her flying stomp and scramble to his feet. He was also quick and agile enough to deliver a high angle dropkick that hit the thrash square in her upper-back, knocking her forward. Sending her chest-first into the corner, her forehead bouncing off the very end of the top turnbuckle as she landed their. Stunned momentarily.

As Dante's quick evading maneuver worked and he was able to hit Andrea in the back with the dropkick, he took a short breather before getting back onto his feet. He had to stay on the girl and use his specialties to his advantage if he wanted to take the victory in this match. As Andrea stumbled forward and collided with the turnbuckle, remaining there, Dante was quick to come up with a way to follow up with that.

Eyeing his options, Dante would nod to himself. "See if this works out as I planned.." Dante would say before kicking off and charging towards the girl. As he reached her, he would attempt to grab at her shoulders to pull her back, hoping he would get her to stumble backwards slightly. If he was able to do that, he would quickly run up the ropes corner before leaping off it, attempting to twist and spin himself in the air and try to hit her with his Sky Twist move, similar to the Whisper in the Wind technique used by Jeff Hardy.