The Underfaker Battle Royal

[Neo-Blade8]

Daemonsparta

There was a lot going on in the mans mind, but the minute he was up in the air fight or flight mode locked in. What was once sadness was being transformed into anger. He wasn't in a position to out power his way out of the situation, but his anger could allow him to be a little dirty, as dirty as the pile of sustainable mess that laid in the middle of the squared circle.

Sardinetaker, as a last resort, would attempt to take his fishy, oily fingers and lodge them right into the eyes of the Boomertaker. His hope was to catch the man off guard enough to be able to use his weight to send them both down, away from the ropes and onto the pile of food!  

[Cartwright]

The Londontaker meanwhile looks to take advantage of the situation by trying to tip The Boomdertaker over the top rope as he focuses on The Sardinetaker! Can he get a double elimination?!

 

[Daemonsparta]

(Ok how tl go about this two attempts of opposite direcitons...)

The boomdertaker was suddenly under fire as the greasy pily fingers of the sardinetaker pressed the lenses of his gas mask into his face, fogging then up with oily fish residue. Boomdertaker let go of his opponent now blinded! He felt the londontaker trying to hoist him over, flailing as he blindly threw bsck his elbow at his assailant.  

[Cartwright]

A wild and heavy elbow shot catches the side of The Londontaker's head, forcing him to step away, but perhaps momentum is on the side of The Boomdertaker's opposition here!

JR: "It's getting intense as the final three battle it out King!"

King: "I can't decide on a winner, I've already changed my mind twenty times!"

 

[Neo-Blade8]

Sardeantaker was able to slide off of the boomertakers shoulders as he was now standing in-front of his nemesis. The only thing on the large mans mind was revenge and with Boomertakers attention split this felt like the moment.

Sardeantaker would go for a quick kick to the gut to the sardine hating wrestler and follow that up with trying to lift the man in suplex position and hopefully send him toppling outside of the ring.  

[Cartwright]

The Londontaker would join The Sardinetaker in his suplex attempt of the big man!

 

[Cartwright]

AUTO-HIT!

With their combined strength, The Sardinetaker and The Londontaker are able to suplex The Boomdertaker over the top rope, where he lands on the outside floor.

The Boomdertaker has been eliminated!

The Londontaker and The Sardinetaker take a moment to compose themselves, it's down to the final two!

 

[Neo-Blade8]

Sardeantaker took a deep breath as he eyed his final opponent. He was mostly acting out of a fit of rage and wasn't even fully aware that he was in the final three. He was now very aware that he was at the home stretch though, the shore was in sight.

He didn’t have the best of momentum going for him in this second of stillness so he decided to continue the stare down and allow the london taker to take the first move.  

[Cartwright]

The two Underfakers have been through a lot to get to this point, but it is The Londontaker who gets to strike first as he looks to grab The Sardinetaker by the head in preparation for a Last Ride powerbomb!

 

[Neo-Blade8]

Sardinetaker was back in the position as deja-vu kicked in. Not again! especially now that his senses were slightly back to normal. He would try to resist the last ride again by hooking the Londontakers legs and lifting him up to deliver an Air Raid Crash.  

[Cartwright]

The Sardinetaker is prepared for this situation, lifting The Londontaker up in to a Samoan Drop-like position before planting The English Deadman in to the mat, lading on his back!

 

[Cartwright]

AUTO!

The Londontaker suddenly sits-up, the crowd roaring at the trademark Undertaker move.

The Londontaker gets to his feet and tries to retaliate with rights and lefts to the face!

 

[Neo-Blade8]

The Sardinetaker was happy he hit the air raid siren but performing the move really put in perspective how tired he truly was. In doing so he was too slow in getting up and failed in taking advantage of the momentum swing. Now he was facing the consequences!

The rights and lefts connected as Sardinetaker was pushed back against the ropes. This was not good!  

[Cartwright]

The Londontaker looks towards the crowd as everyone sees The Sardinetaker's situation, they cheer him on to go for it!

The Londontaker runs towards The Sardinetaker, looking to lariat him over the top rope and to the floor!

 

[Neo-Blade8]

The Sardinetaker almost got dizzy with how fast he flipped over the ring ropes. He felt the blow from the lariat and knew what was happening and knew he had to react. Quickly! He stretched out his hands to grabbed the ropes, and barely was able to get his fingers around the top rope. There was a split second of relief, then.....

SLLLLP!!

His oily fingers glided right off of the top rope and balance was now a thing of the past to the Sardinetaker. He thudded on to the outside as the crowd roared with seeing the final elimination! The Sardinetaker looked down at the hands that failed them, the slippery, oily, wonderfully smelling items of dissapointment.

The Sardinetaker has been eliminated!!