Princesscore Vs. Hardcore: Viola Celestial Vs. Kenzie Kraze

[Epicsnivy]

Viola hated that she had to resort to such a violent swing of a chair, but it was something she had to do. This was clearly a match while it was kill or be killed, and she was not just about to be run over and killed herself, she was going to take it to Kenzie.

“SHUT IT, YOU PSYCHO!” Viola heard enough of Kenzie’s rambling, she would never become like Kenzie, she just wanted to take Kenzie out and prove that she was not just some soft princess.

Viola then placed the chair unfolded right behind her and Kenzie, basically in the position where you could sit on it.

Viola then grabbed Kenzie by her shorts and used them to attempt to pull her opponent up to her feet. She knew exactly what she wanted to do.

Viola would then wrap her arms around Kenzie’s waist, and then attempt a German Suplex again, positioning it so that Kenzie’s head and neck would land right on the chair seat.

[DropKix]

Kenzie was still a little loopy when she felt her waistband jerked tight, Viola's fingers clawing into the fabric of her punk black shorts, dragging her upright like a doll with its stuffing spilling out. Her spine was on fire, nerve endings jangling with every movement, and yet, that evil glint in her eye burned brighter than ever. She stumbled up, bent at the waist, knees wobbly, mouth parted in a shaky grin that split her blood-stained lips. One arm dangled uselessly, the other pawed at Viola’s thigh with the lazy sloppiness of a drunk in love.

"Mmmnhh… I knew you had it in you, cupcake…" she panted out, giggling even as her words slurred as she witnessed the work of art that was about to take place out of the corner of one eye. That unfolded chair, gleaming wickedly like a throne of pain, positioned perfectly behind her. A delicious trap. A jagged altar. She laughed, raw and rattling, even as her body was bent backward, with Viola’s arms wrapped tight around her waist, muscles surging, power building.

CRAAASH.

The world snapped sideways. Her body folded violently as her skull and upper shoulders slammed into the open steel seat, the thud so nasty it drew gasps and winces from the crowd. The chair buckled beneath the impact, the seat caving slightly, legs twitching off the mat like a dying spider. Kenzie crumpled. Her limbs sprawled out crookedly, neck bent awkwardly over the mangled chair as she lay face-up, back arched unnaturally over steel. Her lips twitched—then stretched into a dizzy, upside-down smile. A little wheeze of breath escaped her lungs, followed by something that sounded suspiciously like a moan.

"Ohhh... y-you... you wanna kill me so bad, don't you...?" she groaned, voice syrup-thick with pain and pleasure. "It’s so hot when the pretty ones lose control..."

Her legs trembled. One boot scraped weakly against the mat. But she wasn’t moving far. Not yet. Not after that savage suplex into steel.

[Epicsnivy]

Viola hated the point she had to go to in order to fight Kenzie on an equal level, even if it meant she had to fight using a bunch of weapons and resort to being more violent she was used to, it was either doing this or basically having her career ended tonight.

She winced a little as she heard the hard thud of Kenzie’s head hit the seat of the steel chair and could feel her opponent squirming.

Viola took a deep breath before crawling over to where Kenzie was, knowing what she needed to do to attempt to take Kenzie out once and for all.

She would attempt to wrap her arm around Kenzie’s throat, before placing her leg between Kenzie’s kegs and hope that Kenzie wraps her legs around Violas and attempt to lock on the Royal Grasp, hoping that Kenzie will either pass out or tap out.

”Royal Grasp”

[DropKix]

Kenzie wasn’t sure if she was laying on steel or inside some delicious, glitter-soaked fever dream. Her skull throbbed like a bass drum, the ring lights above pulsing like strobe stars as blood pumped warm and erratic through her temple. Her tongue lolled against the inside of her cheek, tasting iron, sweat… and just a little thrill. She didn’t even register Viola until the warmth of the princess’s body slithered up against her, until something snared her throat like a vice.

"Nghhhkk—!"

Kenzie’s eyes shot wide open, a gorgeous mosaic of bloodshot veins and wild pupils. Viola’s arm had clamped around her throat like a regal serpent. Her legs slid between Kenzie’s, limbs entwining like vines, trying to coax her into the hold fully. Her back arched, instinctively reacting to the constriction on her windpipe, and her boots scratched the canvas with frenzied kicks. She could feel her own blood sloshing in her skull. Her limbs spasmed. Her throat squeezed to the brink of collapse. For a brief moment, the world shrank into darkness, a tunnel of suffocating silence swallowing her manic little world whole.

But then-

"Nnnnnn-NOT YET, SWEETIE—!"

Kenzie jerked her entire body, hips twisting sharply with an erratic burst of survival-fueled adrenaline. She thrashed sideways, shoulder popping upward, knees kicking at the mat like a possessed marionette. With one violent twist, she managed to roll just enough, her throat sliding halfway out of Viola’s grasp, her legs refusing to coil properly into the full lock.

Her lungs erupted in a grotesque, gasping wheeze. She was still choking. Still spinning. Still drenched in Viola’s scent and hold and presence. But she was alive. Wildly, violently, messily alive. She clawed at the mat, spit clinging to her lips, strands of hair plastered to her blood-slicked cheek as she barked out, breathless and broken:

"You think... nghhh... you can just—strangle the crazy outta me, cupcake?!"

A wet, wheezy cackle followed, broken by a cough.

"Go on, squeeze harder next time... Make me yours already!"

Kenzie coughed again, one hand gripping the bottom rope as she tried to drag her twitching body forward, muscles still betraying her but her mouth absolutely refusing to surrender.

[Epicsnivy]

Viola attempted to squeeze all the air and the will to fight out of Kenzie, but due to Kenzie’s insanity as Viola would describe in her mind, she managed to force Viola to let go of the Royal Grasp, which caused Viola to take a deep breath as she looked at her newly freed opponent.

“Don’t worry you insane woman, I know something even better for the likes of you.” She said before rolling out of the ring, before standing on the floor and looking underneath the ring, hoping she would have enough time to grab something that she would use to finish Kenzie off.

Then she smiled, knowing she found exactly what she needed as she decided to slide in a pane of glass into the ring.

Viola would then slide into the ring herself and then attempt to grab Kenzie by her shorts and bring her up to her feet before grabbing her around her waist.

Viola would then attempt to execute the Double Celestial Suplex onto Kenzie, first slamming her onto the mat, before suplexing her into the glass pane and then holding her down for a pinfall to finish this insane woman off before Kenzie would finish her off.

”Double Celestial Suplex”

[DropKix]

Kenzie Kraze was barely holding together. Her limbs twitched as if disconnected from her mind, her breath rasping between split lips, chest rising and falling in erratic, shallow rhythm. Her face was smeared with sweat and blood, her mascara long since bled into mad streaks down her cheeks. Yet somehow, even now, she was smiling. It wasn’t the smile of someone in control anymore. It was the limp, glassy grin of a woman on the very edge, somewhere between consciousness and that sweet, siren void. She didn’t even register Viola sliding back into the ring until the glint of something long and clear scraped across the canvas.

Glass.

"Oooh... you’re really gonna do it..." she murmured, her voice more exhale than speech.

A hand curled into the waistband of her shorts, tugging her upright like a ragdoll. Her boots scraped against the mat as her jelly-like legs refused to hold her weight. She tried to lift her arms, to claw or cling or bite, but nothing responded. She was running on fumes and broken adrenaline now. Kenzie’s head lolled back. Somewhere in her rattled brain, the pieces were clicking together, too late.

“WHEEEEEEE!” she squealed, half giddy, half delusional as the first suplex snapped her down onto the mat with a sickening thud. Her back arched on impact, the air forced from her lungs in a sharp burst. The cry of manic joy twisted into a groan of agony, but Viola didn’t let go. Instead she wrapped her arms around waist yet again, this time faster, tighter, merciless.

CRASHHHH—!

Glass erupted like a shrieking chorus, the sound of a thousand razors screaming in her ears as her body exploded through the pane. For a moment it looked as though Kenzie had been blown apart, her limbs twitching amid the wreckage like she was nothing more than a doll hurled against a windshield. Tiny red ribbons of crimson traced their way across her back and shoulders, blood rising in thin lines where the shards embedded in her skin. Her chest barely moved. The fire that had once fueled her wild, unrelenting chaos flickered, dimmed, and gave out as the weight of Viola's body draped itself over her own for the pin.

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

DING! DING! DING!

It was over. Her body remained sprawled in the wreckage, draped in a halo of shattered glass and glistening red. But her lips? Even on the brink of unconsciousness, they twitched into a smirk. Because deep down, even in defeat...Kenzie loved the pain.

WINNER VIA PINFALL: VIOLA CELESTIAL