3429/The Match of the Century

The Match of the Century
Date of Scene:	19 September 2020
Location:	Madison Square Garden Section 8
Synopsis:	The Thing and She-Hulk have an epic wrestling match for charity! By the end, the stage was destroyed and everybody had a good time.
Cast of Characters:	Jennifer Walters, Ben Grimm, Michael Hannigan, Hyperion, Hank Pym, Gothic Lolita, Johnny Storm, Carol Danvers, Kaminari, Vanessa Carlysle

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Jennifer Walters has posed:
It's Wednesday night at Madison Square Garden, and the place is packed to bursting. This is the first time Unlimited Class Wrestling has been held in such a large venue, and has attracted UCW fans of all stripes, plus various fans of both the Avengers and Fantastic Four alike, not to mention all their friends and family that they've brought to the event.

The wring itself is set in the center of the floor, made of steel reinforced concrete slabs designed to take the kind of punishment that two heavy hitters like The Thing and She Hulk can dish out. Off to the side, in a protective cage, are the announcers (both English and Spanish) as as other various officials. The referee for tonight is "Big" Mike Titan, a hulking brute of a man whose nigh indestructible skin makes him perfect for the job. Titantrons have been strategically placed so that people in the higher nosebleed seats can see the action.

Outside the ring in the lobby there's the various food places where one can get a variety of American cuisine that actually isn't that bad despite the inflated price. There's also merch vendors that have been set up hawking everything from t-shirts to Styrofoam Hulk hands and Thing hands for people to proudly display their particular allegiance.

The opening matches to whet the audience's appetite are a delight to watch. There's a couple of the smaller titles that have also been put on the line, some of which even have changed hands. The Tag Team title belt was particularly spectacular to watch, with high flying (sometimes literally) moves that's more in the style of a luchador match than the brutish American style. Interspersed between a few of the matches, She-Hulk and The Thing cut promos with Jen playing as the heel, and Ben the babyface.

Then the lights go dark, signaling the beginning of the match. Suddenly firework fountains spray green spark across the entrance ramp, and the lights bathe the entire arena in green light. The titantrons light up with graphics announcing She-Hulk and rock music blares as her entrance music, and She-Hulk herself steps out to a chorus of boos and cheers.

She's dressed in a somewhat gaudy purple and white two piece, fitting for a wrestler, arms raised high to soak in the praise. She lightly jogs down the entrance ramp, slapping the outstretched hands of fans with her own and makes her way to the ring, sliding in under the ropes and popping up, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She takes a few laps around the ring, making sure that everybody gets a good look at her before settling back and waiting for her opponent to come out.

Ben Grimm has posed:
The lights drop for a moment, pitching the place black and then there's a spray of orange fireworks at the entrance. The lights come back on as the first licks of The Thing's entrance music plays (Rainbow's "Man on the Silver Mountain). There are a few fans with signs for him, mostly orange foam fingers or stand-ups of his big rock head waving on the ends of sticks.

Ben Grimm comes out with the massive gold of the UCWF World Heavyweight title slung over his left shoulder. He's wearing a blue wrestling singlet, the straps up over his brawny shoulders, along with big white boots. He even has a little cape that he takes off as he reaches the steel steps, unlacing it and handing it to a ringside attendant before he steps into the ring.

He's a massive figure, obviously, titanic in both height and width, staring down She-Hulk for a moment with his famous blue eyes before he looks at his left wrist, tapping it for a moment and then throwing out his arms as he turns to the crowd and shouts.

"IT'S CLOBBERIN' TIME!!!!!"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Nick Drago was shuffling down the steps when the lights went out, the safety lights guding him the rest of the way while the dark of his clothing obscuring the view of him from people not aclimated to the darkness. He pauses at the second row before squinting to his ticket. Brow arching, he glances down to the seat numbers and then back to the ticket. "Hmm." He steps down to the first row. "Dang Wade..." He murmurs, shaking his head. How much did his condo-mate splurge on this ticket?

Being that Mike wasn't actually booked for anything tonight and Wade ended up HAVING to work, Nick ended up inheriting the ticket that Wade was unable to use at the last second. Because everyone knows how big a wrestling fan Nick is-

...

He's not. But its free to him so might as well give it a try, right?

Giving a look to the people already gathered in the first row surrounding the ring, he gives a slight smile as he reaches his seat. Well, no wonder Wade suggested to attend as Nick instad of Mike. Seems like it's a Who's who of attendees around here.

Hyperion has posed:
    When he heard about the upcoming match.. Hyperion, who has been on -this- Earth for less than a week, inquired with one of his few friends thus far... what the match was. I mean gladiatorial combat for entertainment isn't an entirely new thing to him. But it wasn't something superhumans did where he is from. Granted, there are a -lot- less superhumans there so it's most likely that it just never came up. But this might give him a chance to see some of these superhumans in action.
    Wanda, being that friend, got her a ticket that just HAPPENED to have just been returned for a refund seconds beforehand. But he dressed in local fashion...IE: Not in his costume. Sure, that costume is underneath the lumberjack style flannel shirt and bluejeans.
    The fact that he needs no food or drink means he is not going to pay the overpriced prices to acquire snacks or beer or whatnot. And unlike many of the attendees, he is not cheering, whistling, or giving any reaction other than a blank stare and a studious gaze. As She-Hulk makes her appearance, his brows raise and he focses his impressive senses on her. IS that.. Gamma Radiation in those cells? That does seem to confirm what he found in his brief research.
    And then his eyes traverse to Ben Grimm. And his brows go even higher. Cosmic Radiation suffusing that one's cells. That is someone he will need to speak to.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym puts a stool out for She-Hulk and starts kneading her shoulder furiously... to no real effect. "You got this. Let him come to you, wear him down. You can do this. You're savage, you're sensational! Pick your moment and make your move, Jen!" He looks up and over at Ben, blue eyes to blue eyes and back to Jen. "You're going to kick a hole in another glass ceiling." He slaps her on her left shoulder in pride then winces and wags his hand a little.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    In one of the ringside seats is an unusual site....a girl with Asian features, dressed in a black and purple frilly dress with a proper cupcake skirt, a parasol resting on the seat next to her as the petite girl. Lolita would, if asked, point out the amusement of her being so out of place. ON the other hand, since she actually has a salary now and the freedom to appear in public, couldn't resist showing up for this particular match. After all, she's been favorably compared to Ben Grimm herself, from time to time. Admittedly with more black lace involved, but still. She's curious how this match will go, and of course it's always good to see two experienced superstrong and super durable fighters and what they've picked up in terms of technique she might be able to later copy.

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny Storm had a plan. It was a beautiful plan, really, just the kind of thing to accomplish his favorite hobby: getting under the skin of his best friend in the world, the ever loving blue eyed Thing. Then the old man had to go and ruin it.

He asked Johnny to be in his corner! Sincerity was the one of the few secret weaknesses of the Human Torch, and how could Johnny say no to what was clearly an old man asking for help and kindness in his final days?

So there Johnny was, in a (Gucchi) tracksuit doing his best impression on what he thinks a corner manager should look like, which is to say carrying a towel, a bottle of water, and a chisel and set of quick drying plaster.

"You know, for when you hurt yourself." Johnny explains, chuckling. Unable to completely give up on his old plan of pretending to want She-Hulk to win, Johnny has given out a set of genuine Hulk Hands to some kid in the audience. If you tap them together there is a tinny, pre-recorded roar that sounds absolutely nothing like the Hulk. They are amazing.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol has settles into her seat in the Avengers corner of the front row, relaxed as she leans back, Arms crossed. She has on a She-Hulk t-shirt, faded distressed jeans, boots, and her signature flight jacket.

When Jennifer comes out she does one of those loud whistles one does with with both pinky fingers to assist and then hollars "Wooo!! Whup his assss!" to her encouragingly as she leans forward there.

She laughs and collapses back into the seat and fishes up the soda she got and hot dog, taking a bite of one and a drink of theother and settling to watch as things seem to be kicking off now.

Kaminari has posed:
Kaminari, the white haired goddess of Thunder and Noise, sits ringside. Tonight, the Goddess of Rock as she is also known is dressed is her usual black velvet and lace corset dresses, a frilly array of black and purple. In one hand is the largest beer they would sell her.

She leans back into the seat crossing her legs prepared to enjoy the spectacle of gladiatorial combat. At least some human traditions never go out of style and this one happens to be one of her favorites.

Vanessa Carlysle has posed:
Vanessa Carlysle arrives a little late, hearing the introductions while she's still at the concession stand. Her love for professional wrestling is something she hasn't admitted to Oliver yet, so she decided to slip off to New York alone for the spectacle once she heard about it.

The brunette comes in, wearing jeans and a Cleveland Browns colored shirt with an orange bulldog head on the front and "Dawg Pound" on the back. She makes her way down to her seat, carrying a little tray with a chili cheese dog, chili cheese fries, and then a beer balanced in her hand. She settles in, eyes on the ring to start with, not checking who are in the seats to either side of her.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
The announcer strolls up into the center of the ring as a microphone descends from the ceiling and he reaches up and snatches it to bring it to his mouth. "Ladies and gentlemen!" he says, his voice being amplified through the sound system. "Tonight we are going to witness most anticipated match in the history of wrestling, for the Heavyweight Championship of the world! For the thousands in attendance and the millions watching at home.... llllllllllllllets get ready to rumble!"

The crowd erupts in cheering for a good full minute before it dies down enough for the announcer to continue. "Tonight, in the green corner is your challenger. From Los Angeles, California, she's sensational. She's savage. She's SHEEEEEEEEEEEEE-HUUUUUUUUUULK!" Again the crowd's cheers and boos are uproarious. She-Hulk gets up and struts around her corner lifting her hands up begging for more applause, which she gets.

It takes a while for the crowd to die down again. "In the orange corner, From Yancy Street in New York city, weighing in at 976 lbs, he is the indestructible, unmissable, stone cold undisputed Heavyweight Champion of the Woooooooooooooorld - THE THING!!" The crowd just /explodes/ in cheering for the champion, clearly the crowd favorite of the two.

The two move to the center of the wring, squaring off, as the referee stands between them. He gives a nod to the bell and *DING DING DING* the match has started!

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym cheers, "Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee! Win like an ant! Wooo-o... what do you mean who do we cheer for? The green one, the female! Last time I bring you to wrestling!" he scolds a small group of ants on the edge of the concrete flooring. "Hey Johnny... has Ben been getting enough rest? No matter; he'll be laying down in a minute!" Hank continues whooping in a way most doctorate holders would find distasteful.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Nick pays attention to the pagentry happening onstage which causes for his smile to strengthen a bit more. The rock star has a general appreciation for those who work to make things entertaining for others and it's apparent that they're making a bit of an effort to make the audience feel involved. Even in the choice of their ringsid- Oh, is that-?

He looks over towards the person on She-Hulk's side and chuckles. It is. That guy he talked to at the charity auction. Umm- Oh come on- researcher guy

...Hank! Yeah. That's the name.

Ben Grimm has posed:
Ben nods to Jen, giving her a grin, "Let's put on a show, toots," he says sotto voce, his voice pitched down so the crowd can't quite hear them over the roar. The two of them lock up, hands digging into each other's shoulders, in a test of strength. The ring almost trembles with the force of them and Jen gets the early advantage, pushing Thing back.

Ben look a bit astonished, shaking his head and rolling one of his arms, as if to loosen his shoulder, "Let's try that again," he says but, when she reaches in to grapple he turns it into a massive clothesline, his huge tree-trunk arm swinging around and catching her head in the crook of his elbow, She spins in a somersault to land on her face and he shrugs regretfully.

"Sorry, kid, this ain't ballet."

Hyperion has posed:
    Leaning forward, Hyperion is taking this as a chance to observe two great warriors squaring off. It's not entertainment to him, it's research. His senses speed up as the gladiators begin their match, and he is observing every move, every nuance. Mostly, sizing up the skill and speed of these two who are apparently the best in the world. He certainly hopes that he is never forced to stand up against them.
    From what he has seen however, they are two upstanding heroes, not vile criminals. At the same time, his augmented hearing tunes in to that murmured comment from Ben, and one corner of his mouth lifts in a lopsided smirk. So perhaps they -do- at least have a sense for the dramatic.

Vanessa Carlysle has posed:
Vanessa Carlysle starts in on her chili dog while the announcement is going on. "Can't believe I'm here for this," she says, pulling out here phone and snapping a picture, then working the phone to send it off to someone.

Another bite of her food, chasing it with a sip of beer. The seats are amazing, the kind of thing she could have never afforded in her life before. Vanessa turns to glance around, sitting right beside the Avenger's section, there's a blond-haired woman beside her. "Hello. What an event this is, isn't it?" she asks Carol Danvers, and not seeming to recognize her yet even if the memories of her fighting in Metropolis are there in her head. Just not recognizing the face yet.

Kaminari has posed:
Kaminari sits with a picture perfect smile plastered across her face as she enjoys her beer, "Ah alcohol and gladitorial combat, two of humanity's greatest innovations.

"Ooooh that had to hurt." she says to no one in particular as The Thing lands a clothesline against She-Hulk, "Come on, can you even pound a pile of rocks?!"

Johnny Storm has posed:
"Oooh." Johnny winces, as the slugfest really gets going. "Good thing they reinforced the ring, huh?"

"Unstable Molecules, a Fantastic Innovation." You can hear the trademark in Johnny's voice as he points at the crowd, sending a puff of flame into the shape of a stylized heart. "You're all welcome."

Remembering that the show isn't about him...yet...Johnny lets out a whoop, before giving his rival manager a look. "Does it count as a glass ceiling break when there's gamma radiation involved, Pym?"

Jennifer Walters has posed:
Jennifer grins when she pushes Ben back. "I'm not some delicate flower, Ben" she calls out teasingly, her voice loud enough to carry through the whole stadium. "If you don't take me seriously, you're going to find yourself flattened in no time flat."

She, then, gets clotheslined and but somehow manages to save herself at the last minute. She shakes her head and grins at him. "There we go. I'll show you ballet!" She all but pirouettes around leg lashing out in a roundhouse, connecting with Ben's head with the sound of impact reverberating through the stands.

Ben Grimm has posed:
Ben's head snaps to the side, that kick hitting his stony dome with a reverberating THWACK that echoes through the arena. He takes a few more such hits, kicks hitting him in his broad chest, retreating him into a corner as he's battered by the Jade Giantess.

"You kick pretty good, dollface. Against most folks, you'd have a chance," he says. Then he catches a kick, his massive hand wrapping around the boot she throws at his face. "Too bad for you it's me you gotta fight."

He yanks her leg hard, his superhuman strength lifting her into the air, tossing her up and catching her legs on his shoulders before driving her down to the mat in a poewrbomb.

Hyperion has posed:
    Back and forth, the impacts of the blows echoing in his ears. Hyperion is probably the only person in the whole place not on his feet, not cheering or whistling, yelling or whatnot. This may make him stand out. The fact that he has a seat nominally in the Avengers section of seats, courtesy of Wanda... might make some wonder just who the heck he is too.
    That's a subject for later discussion though. The fight is on, as they say... and he inclines his head as the big rocky one grabs the green lady.
    Then a thought occurs to him . . o o O O (Was Schwarzenegger as good as Rocky in this Universe as he was back home?)

Carol Danvers has posed:
Honestly Carol snorts in amusement when Hank Pym says win like an Ant. "Win like an Ant?" she calls over to him with a laugh.

She takes another bite of her hot dog before sipping more soda and cheeering when the two of them slam into each other and shake the ring. "Wooooo... kiiiiick his ass!" yeah it is derivative repeating the same cheer but she says it with feeling.

She glances over the lady sitting next to her "Yeah, I can't believe Jen and Ben are doing this but it is wonderful and for a good cause though." she smiles to Vanessa. Then adds thoughtfully "I could take em though." before glancing back to the ring with a grin.

"That's right kick him!!" then hisssing in dismay as he drops her with a slam "Woops.."

Vanessa Carlysle has posed:
Vanessa Carlysle starts in her seat as just the sound of the titanic warriors colliding and grappling has such a power to it. "I'd be crushed like so much jelly if that was me in there," she remarks aloud in amazement of the spectacle she's witnessing.

She switches over to the chili cheese fries, eating them slowly and wiping her fingers on a napkin afterwards. Though her eyes are mostly kept locked on the struggle going on in the ring until Carol Danvers speaks to her.

Vanessa looks over, and maybe it's the use of their first names or just actually paying attention to Carol's face. Memories flash through her head, though they were someone else's memories, they are just as strong for Vanessa. "Oh my god, you're Captain Marvel aren't you?" Vanessa asks, her mouth hanging open.

She shakes her head for a second and closes her mouth. "Sorry, didn't mean to gape. I just didn't realize when I sat down," she says. "And I would totally put my money on you if you were in there!" she says.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita tilts her head, watching with interest as the two clash in the ring, not even flinching at the hard impacts as they shake the area with the impacts. Munching on her popcorn. Yes, she actually brought popcorn to be the popcorn gallery. At the little 'oh my god!' from down the row she turns her head slightly, brown eyes flicking over as her HUD scans, then pops up a little tag over Carol: Princess Sparklefist. Munch munch. Well, now she's sort of listening to that conversation while watching the match.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym shouts back, "She gonna break more than a glass ceiling, Match Head."

"Go Jen! Pirouette! Jete! Oh... aphids!"

Hank digs into his ring doctor kit, pulling thick mittens on.

He yells over his shoulder to Carol, "Yeah win like an ant. They always win with me leading them! You should get to know some!" He spots Mike Hannigan in the crowd and waves at him.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
Despite the fact that the floor is concrete, there's a visible bounce to it when She-Hulk lands. She's visibly stunned making vague groaning noises as she waits for The Thing to make his next move.

She finds herself covered for a pin, but he only gets a two count before she pushes him off of her, sending him into the air despite his massive weight. She quickly gets to her feet and grabs the back of his head, letting momentum and her strength to drive it down into the mat.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Nick grimaces as the sound of Jen hitting Ben's head. To get a sound like that out of a drum, one would probably end up breaking the head in the process. "Well, this is probably a good reminder to people NOT to get into a fight with either of them."

Catching a glimpse of movement, Nick turns his head away from the fight to see Hank waving at him. Oh hey! The rocker smiles, lifting up a hand to wave back to Hank, mouthing a greeting of 'Hey Hank' as well.

Ben Grimm has posed:
Ben Grimm is crouched when she pops up from the pin attempt, ready to pounce again when she gets a hold of him and whips him down into the mat. He clutches the back of his head, rolling around a bit and she puts the boots to him, pushing up to his hands and knees, starting to get up only to be taking down with a boot to the head and a DDT, spiking the top of his head into the mat.

This time Jen goes for the pin and Ben kicks out, rolling out of the ring and getting his bearings for a second. It seems he wasn't prepared for this kind of onslaught. A guy in the front row screams 'YOU'RE GOIN' DOWN, GRIMM! YOU'RE GOIN' DOWN." Thing shakes his head as he starts to climb the ropes again, "Go back to yer ma's basement an' wash yer socks, ya geek."

Hyperion has posed:
    Inclining his head, Hyperion hears the name 'Captain Marvel', and his blue eyes traverse to peer at the blonde next to the person who spoke the words. Mental note made. He saw her name on the roster of the Avengers, and has been meaning to meet her. He's heard that she is something special even among the superhumans of this Universe. His little smirk becomes a real smile then before he looks back to the fight just in time to see how it has flip-flopped.
    Then he leans back to just enjoy the spectacle... two super strong, nigh-invulnerable fighters going at it could last a -good- long time. And the fact that this is for charity means everyone is getting their money's worth.

Johnny Storm has posed:
"Oh man the nutty professor's talking tough." Johnn says, IMMEDIATELY falling into a Heel Manager persona like he was born for it, pacing back and forth, sweating ominously despite the fact that the sweltering arena feels a little chilly to him, and hunching over to really sell the effect. "If she's gonna be an ant ya ugly mug, you've gotta be the natural predator of the ant world! Which is..."

Johnny pauses, scans the crowd for Reed or, in a pinch, HERBIE. Failed by both, he guesses. "The grasshopper! Jump, Thing! Jump like your title depends on it!"

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol glances back from the ring and grins at Vanessa. "That would be me, though I am incognito..." which is a bald faced lie, she is in New York and isn't even wearing a super sneaky baseball cap or anything sitting in the front row of a wrestling match with big name superheroes whupping on each other for charity. There are all sorts of press out tonight for sure.

"Make him eat that mat Jen!!" she cheers next watching the bounce She Hulk gives The Thing in return now.

Then she looks back to Vanessa, not aware of the looks the oh my god or her name drew from others nearby. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym watches as the pounding of the ring knocks the ants into the air and they fly away. He turns back to Johnny. "Grasshoppers don't prey on ants oh least of the lukewarm lovers! Duck Jen! Come on! I need more strong female role models for Nadia!"

Jennifer Walters has posed:
"I've fought you before, Ben, and I've won!" She-Hulk gloats, giving him time to recover. "You remember when you came back to the Fantastic Four? You needed some sense beaten into you then, and /I'm/ the one who did the beating!"

Unfortunately, She-Hulk is too busy making speeches to recognize the danger she's in. The Thing gets up and quickly grabs her and tosses her against the cabled steel ropes. They strain under the tension and whip her back into the ring just in time for her face to smash into the sole of The Thing's boots. Down she goes again, this time cracking the back of her head. She isn't given any time to rest, however as The Thing gets serious, picks her up and performs a perfect pump handle slam on her.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Hmm. If Captain Marvel is here.....

    Lolita's head turns slightly in a steady motion as she scans over the crowd, starting to run faces against her internal SHIELD listing for prominent individuals. More out of curiosity than anything else. Jennifer promptly gets a tag in the HUD for 'Green Ambition', Ben gets 'Ye Old Clobberer'. Johnny is highlighted mostly because his cheering makes him stand out and gets 'The Heat'. Hank gets 'Dr. Shrinksalot'. Quite a few in the crowd really. She glances over as Grimm goes for the pin but is tossed free, then Jen's monologue. "Good kayfabe." she says approvingly. Munch munch.

Vanessa Carlysle has posed:
Vanessa's grins is even bigger. What's better than watching She-Hulk and The Thing wrestling? Doing it beside another verified superhero is what! The brunette gives a soft laugh about Carol going incognito. "You should probably wear a baseball cap. Or maybe some glasses," she says, before Vanessa laughs softly at her own statement, turning her gaze back towards the ring.

"Like glasses would ever fool someone," she adds with a grin.

She moves her food to balance on her knees so she can clap for the action in the ring. "So you're cheering for She-... for Jen then I gather?" Vanessa asks Carol with a little nod. "I can't even imagine what it would be like hitting rock like that, let alone getting hit by it. "Good thing it's wrestling," she says.

Ben Grimm has posed:
Ben Grimm shakes his head, "That was different, kid. I wasn't all myself. Yer facin' me full on this time, no excuses. You're damn good and I ain't takin' nothin' from ya. But I been wallopin' Hulks for an awful lotta years and I aint' about to stop now," he says.

The pump handle is followed by a hanging vertical suplex, Jen tucked in Thing's arm to lead the blood rush to her head before he drops her down. He gives her a legdrop. Seeing an opportunity, he goes to the corner, starting to climb the ropes after pulling her into position.

"Time to go splat, babe," he says, gripping the turnbuckle and flipping his body up to splash down into a Vader Bomb - but She-Hulk gets her knees up! Thing rolls on the mat, gripping his belly in pain.

Hyperion has posed:
    Back to the fight. Observing and enjoying himself, Hyperion is starting to get into it. He nods his head when She-Hulk knees Ben in the stomach. And then he finds himself wondering... is this scripted or is it a real fight? But.. he stops caring, as he is drawn in by the drama and violence of it.
    He leans forward, elbows on his knees as his hands go together and fingers steeple with index fingers holding up his chin. He actually lets his senses go back to human speed, the better to enjoy the show.

Hank Pym has posed:
Seven generations of repressed, privileged white Anglo-Saxon ancestors look on aghast from the afterlife as Hank screams, "She-Hulk, smash!! Work the belly! et angry!"

Hank jumps a little as his watch buzzes with an alarm. He fishes in his pocket for a bottle of pills and then replaces it. "Screw it! I feel fine!" he mutters.

"Hey", he asks Mike, "When is the round over? They have rounds in wrestling, right?"

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny tries not to act too excited; it doesn't due to get Ben's ego too swollen but the big guy is putting on a hell of a show here, despite Jen clearly having a bit more of a following in the crowd. There is something to be said for a bold up and comer with fire in her eyes, Johnny reasons, kicking his legs back and hovering lazily in the air because walking is for people without cosmic powers granted from his brother-in-law's reckless misuse of a rocket ship.

Nadia? Johnny thinks and remembers, oh right, Pym has a kid.

"You really sure you want her growing up to punch loveable rock monsters?" Johnny asks, roasting a marshmallow with his finger. "I mean what's the retirement plan in that line of work?"

Carol Danvers has posed:
"The baseball cap thing always seems to work for Steve.. it is strange. People honestly almost always only expect to see you out in costume. Like if they see you in yoga pants nd a hoodie they just ask you if you know you look like Captain Marvel a little... or the classic.. has anyone told you that you look like.." she smirks. "I call it the Tony Hawk effect."

She glances to watch the fight and cheers when Jen once more gets the upper hand, then finishes off the dog and washs it away before setting her cup down once more.

"Hitting or being hit by a rock... honestly I do not recommend it for most people for sure. He is probably a lot softer than a Warzoon destroyer's hull though I imagine.." considering.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
She-Hulk is breathing heavily now, as she makes it to her feet, but she pushes herself to get going. Emerald eyes blazing, she reaches down and pulls Ben to his feet, whispering, "Ready?" in sotto. She leaves him standing there still wobbly while she makes her way to the top rope. She raises her arms up high to get the crowd into this high flying aerial maneuver, and she /launches/ herself and performs a flawless Moon Eclipse taking Ben back down to the mat.

She quickly repositions him into the middle of the ring and gets in position for a pin. Could this be it? Could She-Hulk become the next Heavyweight Champion? "ONE! .... TWO! .... THR" and Ben violently lifts his shoulder, breaking the pin.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Nick watches the match curiously, with each hit, grimacing a little less to the sounds made and more on the banter being exchanged. Glimpsing Hank looking over to him and directing a question, he leans forward, trying to listen to it. He gives a shrug, "I honestly don't know. This is the first one I've ever been to."

Ben Grimm has posed:
Ben Grimm looks boggled, his eyes wide in his rocky face as he barely made it out of that. He wobbles up to his feet and takes a few forearm shots from Jen, only to shoot one back at her, the two of them trading blows back and forth, stiff shots that fill the arena with the sound of rock and flesh impacting. This Strong Style match up is finally broken when Ben grips at Jen's skull and holds her in place, delivering a solid headbutt that drives her back down to the mat.

As Jen crawls wobblingly to her feet, Thing slaps a hand around her throat and lifts her up for a titanic Fantastislam, a modified Chokeslam variant that's one of his trademark moves. He spikes She-Hulk on the back of her neck and shoulders and moves in for a pin. 1...2...KICKOUT! Ben slaps the mat and holds up three fingers to the ref but gets waved off. As he stands up to protest, Jen slides up and hooks his thigh, yanking him over into a schoolboy...1...2...THING BARELY KICKS OUT AT 2.9!

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym points to She-Hulk, "She graduated top of her class! I want her to apply herself and always succeed. Oh F***. I'm my dad. I want her to be happy!"

And not be Janet. One Janet more than suffices. Anyone would see that point. Please. Two Janets would be overcharging his karmic debt for starting Ultron out. Shoot, he wouldn't wish that on anyone.

Hyperion has posed:
    On the edge of his seat, literally, Hyperion watches three pin attempts. He understands that a three count is the tradition there. So it is certainly dramatic. Who will win? Who will be the Champeen? He just grins as he gets sucked in like a teenager watching Wrestlemania.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
She-Hulk leaps to her feet in frustration. This time it's her turn to yell at the ref, but the ref isn't taking any of it and yells right back at her. She's too busy arguing with the ref to realize that Ben has gotten back on his feet, and grabs Jen from behind to toss her to the ropes.

She's tossed off the ropes and it looks like she's going to get hit with another clothesline, but she ducks under it to spring from the ropes onto the opposite side, and hurricanranas Ben to devastating effect, knocking him out cold.

Jen gets to her feet and starts gloating at the crowd, getting them all pumped up for the final pinfall. "WHO'S CLOBBERIN' WHO NOW?" she yells at the crowd. "WHO'S CLOBBERIN' WHO?" She's too busy showing off to notice that Ben isn't as out cold as she had thought.

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny raises an eyebrow as things get serious. Huh. He wonders if he wants the big guy to take a dive, or not.

He frowns a little at just how hard Jen clobbers Ben, and decides to keep his mouth shut: because if there's one thing Johnny knows about Ben, it's to never count him out until the bell's rung and everyone else has shaken hands.

"Look," Johnny says instead, "I don't know much about the parent thing, but if she isn't trying to take over the world I think you're doing fine. That's about as much as we can manage in this busniess."

Ben Grimm has posed:
Ben Grimm definitely got taken out of it, flipping onto his back with a titanic thud. Not many competitors have gotten Ben off his feet as consistently as She-Hulk. This is matching up easily against his titanic bouts against the Rhino a few years back. Except She-Hulk's a lot easier on the eyes than that old grey boot.

When Jen turns back to Ben, he gives her a kick in the gut, bending her over. He grips and hooks her arms, pulling her between his thighs and lifting up until he spikes her down hard with a butterfly piledriver he calls The Clobberer, leaving her crumpled in the ring. That would be enough to finish anybody, but Thing already knows Jen's got more in her than most. It's gonna take something big to get the win.

Ben points to the ceiling and he's going up, climbing and teetering on the top rope. The announcers are losing it, the Thing has never done a top rope maneuver in his career, but there he is, the ropes straining to hold up his impossible weight. "HERE GOES NUTHIN'!" he shouts and leaps, hitting the prone She-Hulk with a massive half-ton frogsplash that makes the ropes snap from the posts, the ring half collapsing as the two titans collide. Dazed, the ref rolls over from where it knocked him from his feet and begins to count...

1
2
3!!!!!!!!!

Hyperion has posed:
    And there it goes. Hyperion is on his feet finally as Ben leaps off of that top rope, and then the impact makes a -lot- of the audience get washed back via the wind expelled from the ring. He is -not- one of those.
    He just stands there staring, and shakes his head. That was one hell of an impact. He is impressed on the whole, and since he doesn't know either of them, he is not the least bit disappointed.... it was just a good fight and a great performance.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym realizes in a split second his folly in hanging on the ropes... actually steel cables. Steel is incredibly flexible for its strength. Ben's antics flick hi away, like an ant. Thrown into the air Doctor Pym reflexively shrinks to avoid flattening anyone managing to attain a size of a couple inches before he hits something and lies dazed. "I'll have a Hulk Dog with relish please." Lights out for Hank.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Watching as Ben gets onto the top rope, Nick's brows list. "That's going to hurt..."

Head still, the pale eyes follow the downward motion of the Fantastic Four memeber as he lands ontop of She-Hulk. His eyes close at the force of the breeze from the center of the arena. The stage collapsing being a good indicator of the finality of the fight.

Feeling something hit his chest, he opens his eyes to see a tiny pym lying there. "...Hank?"

Jennifer Walters has posed:
The crowd's reaction to the pinfall is downright volcanic. The shouts and cheers can be heard, literally, from blocks and blocks away. The bell rings *DING DING DING* the sound amplified to carry through the noise announcing the end of the match.

It takes a bit for the two combatants to get to their feet. Even though this was a friendly match, making it look good and selling it is an awful lot of work, even for the two powerhouses. That last bump genuinely knocked the wind out of Jennifer, which is no small feat. She gets to her feet a little wobbly and makes her way the center of what's left of the ring as the announcer picks his way through the rubble to catch the microphone.

"Tonight's winner by pinfall, and still Heavyweight Champion of the world..... THE THING!" The announcer holds Ben's hand up high and the ref takes the hefty gold belt and wraps it around Ben's waist. Jen breaks character by grinning hugely, and swinging around to gather Ben up into a friendly hug. "That was great!" she says to him.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol is up on her feet there and she booos "Booooo! ... Booo on you Ben Grimm!" when he manages to pin She-Hulk.

Then she notices Nick with Hank Pym and blinks "Woops..." she smiles a quick smile to Vanessa "Scure me...." and starts to make her way over to Nick whom she doesn't recognize really and squints there. "Excuse me.. you seem to have caught one of my team mates which is.. super...but..."

Johnny Storm has posed:
Johnny finds himself holding his breath, a little. How annoying. He should really..

Ah hell. "Ben!" Johnny crows, lighting on fire and burning up a $1,500 dollar tracksuit, Torch flies in three circles around the Thing, making a "4" in the air and a giant, flaming thumbs up, "Look at you! Geriatrics still got game! Oh man she so had you like twice, you're so lucky you're too dumb to know you're beat!" Johnny pulls Ben into a rough, one armed hug.

He then literally rockets out of the arena for a second.

He's back in a blast of flame, holding a keg that he melts the top off, proceeding to pour what was ice cold Gatorade over Thing's back. Proximity to Johnny's left the sports drink lukewarm and sticky.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Nick is not entirely sure what to do with a two inch man who just landed on his chest. But to prevent the seemingly unmoving incredibly shrinking doctor from falling to the hard floor, the rocker tilts his chest back to allow a more favorable incline while his hands lift up to allow for Hank to slide into his hands. He glances to the unconcious form for any noticable injuries but, it's a two inch tall man.

Hearing Carol's voice Nick glaces up to see Carol seemingly asking for her teammate back. "Yeah..." He holds the cupped hands out to Carol, not letting go until he's sure she's going to catch hold of him. "Think he's okay?"

Ben Grimm has posed:
Ben Grimm gives Jen a hug in return, lifting her up and squeezin' her a bit, then making a big gesture to his ribs as if they still ache. His arm is raised, though, and he slings the belt over his left shoulder as he gestures for a mic.

"I know dat one was tough. A lotta ya out there rootin' fer Jen, an' I can't blame ya a dang bit," he says.

Then the Gatorade bath hits him and he stands there, blinking and looking non-plussed, looking up at Johnny flying overhead, "Gee. T'anks, kiddo. I see yer timin' remains as impeccable as evah."

"Seriously, we wanted to have a big match tonight an' I t'ink we really pulled it off. Tremendous crowd, you guys really made us feel it in' there, didn't dey, Jen? An' I want to make it clear, although I won and we'll be giving a nice fat donation to not only our charity, the Future Foundation, but also da Wonder Fund!" he says, then the announcer whispers in his ear, "Wonder Foundation! Wait, we both got foundations? Sheesh, dey can't pick a different name? I look like a goldang idjit out here, drippin' wit' sports juice an'..

The announcer takes the mic, "And thank you, champ, for those wonderful words!"

Hyperion has posed:
    Nodding to himself, Hyperion stands up and approaches the ring. He pauses to stare at the foundation and then nods, "It seems the damage is only on the surface here. Not to the foundation beneath. I will volunteer to help clean up any of the heavy items that need moving." he states as he stands there, not wanting to -force- his help on them. But trying to find a way to be useful.

Jennifer Walters has posed:
She-Hulk laughs at Johnny's antics, and squeaks a little as she's hit by the splash as well. Arm in arm, she and Ben makes their way through the rubble of the ring, and up out of the arena, to their respective locker rooms where they can wash off the sticky mess they're covered in, recover a bit, and go home with a job well done.

And with that, the night is done. The house lights go up and people start filtering out, the crowd still high on that spectacular finish.