Chapter 166 Wrestling, With A Crazy Fetish:>Ep33

• This was a very good thing, as the more seasoned wrestlers tend to be a little jealous of popular newcomers. Especially if they're greeted to louder pops than the veterans get. I guess that's the thing about living in a digital era. My friends wrestled in plenty of independent promotions, and their in-ring abilities could easily be found through a simple YouTube or Google search. They already had a fan base. All they really needed was a big promotion to work for in their quest to become household names. Now everything was coming together.
• Over the next few weeks our group showed itself to be a formidable force. Individually, we were wild things. But grouped together, we were something almost never seen before. Each of us had our own styles that blended so well with one another. An incredibly powerful slam by Titan being followed by an aerial assault by Chi-Town. A ferocious series of chain wrestling by Ian followed by an unorthodox brute force bashing by yours truly.
• Our double-team or triple-team attacks were making us popular as well. Titan could turn any one of us into a human cannonball and throw us at the opposition. Chi-Town had one of the most impressive four-fifty splashes in the business, especially if using the ring ropes to get air. Upon landing on his opponent, I would also use the ropes to soar upward, and return to the ring stomping both boots into the opponent's chest. Ian was a fantastic tactician, placing our opponents into holds that rendered them defenseless. This allowed any one of us to strike whatever part of their body which was left vulnerable. And when all else failed, each of us would take to the air and dive onto opponents outside the ring. Backflips, forward flips, twisty flips, suicide dives, the works!