Title:           Wrestlemaneia
Author:          Ponybones
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First Edit:      Tuesday 20th of October 2015 12:21:57 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 20th of December 2015 07:56:52 AM CDT

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, fillies and gentlecolts, and welcome to the most electrifying night in Equestrian sports entertainment! We're here where it will all begin again! Wrestlemaneia One! This is Jim Ross, good ol' JR, and I'm joined at ringside by the lovely, the talented, the great and powerful Trixie!"
"The Great and Powerful Trixie needs no introduction, JR, but she appreciates it all the same. Tonight will truly be a night to remember for years to come!"
>The announcer's voices echo over the crowd.
>They're nearly drowned out by a combination of pyrotechnics and the roaring audience.
>Ponies cheering, waving memorabilia they purchased on their way in.
>A scarce few holding up signs.
>And you.
>You are Anonymous.
>You're sitting in the audience at ringside.
>You are the only human being in Equestria.
>And this is all your fault.
"Yes tonight, in front of this capacity crowd, here in Madison Square Ranch in the heart of downtown Manehattan, history will be made. Six ponies, six wrestling icons, six adrenaline fueled matchups. Can you feel the excitement in the air, Trixie? The electricity?"
"The Great and Powerful Trixie feels all energy at all times, JR, but has never felt anything quite like the air in this arena!"
"That's the feeling of Wrestlemaneia, and there's nothing in the world like it!"
"Trixie could get used to this!"
>You wince.
>[spoiler]You might have to, Trixie.[/spoiler]
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YmdASyfTIDk
 
>VIVA LA RAZA!
 
>The crowd erupts with cheers as music and spotlights kick up.
>The ring announcer's voice bellows out across the arena.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring from El Paso, Texas, he lies, cheats and steals, Eddie Guerrero!"
>The rev of an engine roars from the top of the stage.
>A lowrider appears from behind the curtain and begins driving down the entrance ramp, Eddie Guerrero in the driver's seat.
>He drives it up to the ring and stops before activating the hydraulics.
>The crowd is going nuts.
>The music, the car, the spectacle. They don't know exactly why, but they know [spoiler]it's fucking cool.[/spoiler]
>Eddie hops out and slides into the ring.
>He looks out over the crowd, going turnbuckle to turnbuckle.
>You get pumped up in spite of yourself.
>Damn he's a [spoiler]showman.[/spoiler]
"Boooo!"
>The three fillies seated beside you at ringside cry out in unison.
>They're completely drowned out by the rest of the arena.
>You understand their animosity.
>[spoiler]It'd be hard for you to cheer for your sister's opponent, too.[/spoiler]
>The music dies down, the spotlights turn off and the lights in the arena suddenly dim to a total darkness.
 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JUfmJviOL4U
 
>Four spotlights appear, one after another, shining above the entrance.
>Green, Yellow, Red, Orange
>One after another they drop to highlight the entryway.
>A black booted hoof appears from behind the curtain.
>A black cowboy hat follows, perched atop a head of blond hair.
"And his opponent, hailing from Sweet Apple Acres. She bears the Element of Honesty... Applejack!"
>The crowd roars, [spoiler]though not as loudly.[/spoiler]
>AJ walks down the ramp, the spotlight following her.
>Black hat, black bandanna around her neck, black boots, black hair ribbons.
>Her face is a stone cold stare.
>She walks towards the ring, [spoiler]pausing as she reaches the lowrider.[/spoiler]
>[spoiler]She looks at it, then back at Eddie.[/spoiler]
>[spoiler]She kicks a tire, then smirks up at him.[/spoiler]
>AJ walks around to the stairs and steps below the second rope into the ring.
"Yeah! Woo Applejack!"
>AJ turns to shoot her sister a small smile.
>[spoiler]Eddie runs forward and lands a knee to the side of her head.[/spoiler]
>The bell rings.
 
"Ooh, a cheap shot by Guerrero and this match is underway."
>AJ stumbles backwards and shakes her head.
"The farmgirl looks like she's seeing stars after that one, JR!"
"Apples, more'n likely. Eddie Guerrerro following it up with a big right hand, but oh! Applejack ducking and delivering a solid front hoof to the midsection, and another one, and another one! Guerrero stumbles backwards!"
>The ref steps in to create space between the competitors.
>They start circling.
>Eddie smirks and drops to his back, firing a sharp right up into AJ's mouth as he lands.
>Applebloom shrieks at the sudden audible crack, the crowd's gasps covering it.
>Applejack staggers backwards.
"What a blow! Guerrero using his years of in-ring experience to gain the edge in this unorthodox competition."
>Eddie hops up to his feet, delivering a snapkick to the side of AJ's skull and dropping her to the mat.
>Her hat flies out of the ring.
>The crowd oohs like they felt it.
>They definitely heard it.
>Eddie grins and paces around a bit before he leans down to grab a fistful of AJ's hair.
>He lifts her to her feet.
>Suddenly she surges forward, headbutting him in the gut and carrying him backwards.
"Oh but Applejack isn't done yet, she's taking Guerrero to the ropes!"
>The two hit the stretchy ring ropes and lean out.
>As they begin to recoil, Applejack hops her hind legs onto Eddie's thighs and her forelegs onto his chest.
>She rolls backwards with the momentum and kicks him into the air.
>The crowd inhales as he takes flight.
>They erupt when he hits his back against the mat.
>Eddie sits up, mildly discombobulated as he gets to his feet.
>Applejack snorts and begins pawwing her hoof against the mat.
"Uh oh, Trixie, looks like AJ's fixin' to set something up here."
"Whatever it is it can't be good, don't turn around Eddie!"
>[spoiler]Eddie doesn't listen.[/spoiler]
 
>Applejack charges, headfirst.
>She jumps into the air like an orange missile.
>Eddie snaps back to reality [spoiler]just in time.[spoiler]
>He falls backwards into the ropes and [spoiler]catches AJ.[/spoiler]
>He hooks his arms below her hooves and flips her up onto his shoulders.
>He steps forward before powerbombing her in the center of the ring.
"My god what a reversal! And what a powerbomb from Eddie Guerrero!"
>Applejack tips over lifelessly onto her side.
>Eddie grins at the crowd and dances his upper body.
>He kicks Applejack in the back and heads for a corner.
"What's he doing now JR?"
"Eddie Guerrero, going to the top rope. Probably looking to put this one away quickly with a signature frog splash."
>Eddie gesticulates to the crowd.
>Wild cheering.
>Applebloom covers her eyes.
>Eddie goes airborne, scissoring his body for the frog splash.
>[spoiler]AJ flips up onto her back and bucks her hind legs square into his chest.[/spoiler]
>Eddie soars up into the air once more.
>AJ flips onto her feet and plants her forelegs, bucking Eddie up even further when he comes down.
"Applejack caught the frogsplash! She's got Eddie Guerrero in the air like a seal with a circus ball!"
"But what is she going to do with him up there?"
>AJ lets Eddie fall and kicks him towards the ropes, then catches him on the rebound back into the air.
>She jumps forwards and springboards backwards off the opposite ropes, landing on Eddie's chest midair and riding him to the ground with a crash.
"THE APPLE JACKHAMMER! THIS IS IT! ONE! TWO! THREE!"
>The crowd goes ballistic.
>Johnny Cash plays.
>Applejack pants and wipes her brow.
>She walks over and roll out of the ring.
>She picks up her hat and dusts it off.
>She walks around and approaches Eddie's car.
>Glances back at Eddie.
>Bucks it like an apple tree.
>The side collapses like it's the street fighter bonus car.
>The hydraulics whine and it buckles to the ground.
>She walks up the entrance ramp and disappears into the back.
 
>You breathe a sigh of relief.
>Maybe this won't be so bad after all.
>Maybe you should just relax and enjoy the show.
>The rest of the audience is.
>Especially the CMC.
"Ah wasn't scared. Ah knew muh big sister had it awl under control tha whole tahm!"
>Cute kids.
>Some stagehands come out to clear Eddie's trashed low rider from ringside.
>And Eddie from the ring.
>After a few minutes it seems like the next match is about to begin.
>The lights go down completely.
>Suddenly the Titantron lights up with a golden glow.
>A familiar figure appears in silhouette.
>Her voice echoes out over the arena, accompanied by symphonic tones.
"Look upon me, Equestria, for I. Am. RARITY!"
>A sudden burst of white and golden pyrotechnics erupts from the entrance stage, sparkles raining down throughout the arena.
>Her music kicks in.
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wqjfj8aMkhA
 
>Rarity emerges from behind the curtain, draped in a long blue cape and wearing a silver tiara with a large blue crystal embedded in the front.
>The ring announcer does his thing.
"The following contest will be scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring, from ponyville, the bearer of the Element of Generosity and fashionista extraordinaire... Lady Rarity!
>Rarity steps elegantly into the ring beneath the second rope and turns to curtsy deeply to each side of the arena before flinging her cloak off, magically folding it up neatly and sliding it under the ring ropes to a stagehand.
>She turns and faces the entrance ramp, scrunching up her face with determination.
 
"And her opponent, hailing from Greenwich, Conneticut, the American Blueblood... Hunter Hearst Helmsley!"
>Helmsley steps out from the back, dressed in his finest attire, walking stick in one hand...
>[spoiler]Microphone in the other.[/spoiler]
>Oh no.
>He spirals his hands and bows his head at the top of the ramp before motioning to kill the music and for silence from the audience.
"Lady Rarity. Truly, a diamond in the rough. Who could have imagined such sophistication could emerge from a one-horse backwater like... Ponyville, eugh."
>He scowls at the word Ponyville, eliciting boos from the crowd and a deathglare from Rarity.
"Although, I have met that horse. He's good people, as far as filthy barnyard animals go."
>Another round of uproarious disapproval.
"But still, Miss Rarity, you are truly a cut above the rest of these crude, uncivilized... commoners. You deserve nothing but the best."
>You feel an immediate sense of dread.
"You deserve nothing less... than my best. So please, spare me a moment to give it to you."
>Thick grey smoke begins pouring up from the ground at Hunter's feet.
>The lights cut out
>Suddenly the darkness is pierced with brilliant green beams.
>The arena fills with the sound of Motörhead.
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYmm5YQSv2I [Embed]
 
>From where Hunter Hearst Helmsley once stood, Triple H emerges and began to make a beeline for the ring.
>He steps onto the apron and walks to the middle of one side, paying no heed to his opponent.
>He shoots a massive spray of water into the air from his mouth, flexing as it captures reflections of green light.
>He turns and steps into the ring, glaring down at the diminutive white unicorn.
>The lights come back up, the music fades.
>The bell rings.