Nefretiri vs Courtney- ironman 10ms of pain

[Blade ocs]

Courtney really didn't have any words as she was getting beat up. As soon as she can say something she did. "I am supposed to trash talk. I am a heel." She said to her.



Something like that would probably backfire, or nothing would happen because she wouldn't care. One thought that Courtney didn't think of is that maybe she will use her own words against her.



She got a hard punch in her lower stomach section. She gasps again. She really is trying to warn her stomach. She's going to need a lot of medicine and pain/reflux stuff to help heal her stomach. Yeah, she can tell it's going to be one of those rainy days.

[CyanDimitrik]

The answer Nefretiri receives is dumbfounding. She's.. she's a what?! She stares at her, blank for a few seconds, unsure whether to be angry at the idea that this girl is trying to play a role with her, or that she seems to lack the pride to simply be herself!

Which, admittedly, is a little rich coming from the Egyptian with a beyond elaborate gimmick. She'd argue there's a difference! But that's splitting hairs right now. And being angry feels far more rewarding and cathartic.

"You..." Her left hand reaches for Courtney's neck to seize and force her figure to straighten against the turnbuckle. Her face lingers close to Courtney's, purple eyes blazing and her voice a seethe. "..are you treating this like a game, devil-girl?" With a firm torque, she attempts to yank the girl out of the corner again and promptly hiptoss her down to the mat.

She wasn't entirely sure which way she wanted to take things until then. But the first thing she wants, she now knows - she wants her screaming a submission.

[Blade ocs]

Courtney really didn't believe it. She really didn't. How does she act as a wrestler when she doesn't know basic terms? "No, i am not treaing it like a game! Don't you know wrestling terminology!" she yelled.

She tries to go and kick her and lunge at her head so she can let her go. If that didn't work, she would try to kick her and punch her arm. She is getting angry at this lady. Too late, however, she got tossed away.

She is getting pissed at this lady. She wanted to move, but her stomach pain is killing her. Still, she went for a drop kick at her body to try and knock her down.

[CyanDimitrik]

Wrestling terminology. Heel. This girl is... role-playing at her. Dressing for a gimmick is one thing. Professional wrestling has always held onto such theatrics. It's not like the Egyptian is really a magic-wielding sorceress who commands demons, undead, and cultists (..actually, that part might be real, but not by design), much less does she cross dimensions into the Duat. But that's her gimmick. Her schtick. The entertainment value she brings to the crowd. Heck, her name isn't even really Nefretiri.

But a heel? That's a different animal. Electing to be the 'badguy' in the situation against the 'goodguy'. Of course she knows what it is. And it hits her ear as absurd. Does this chick want to win, or is this an audition reel for a reality show?

Nefretiri's heckles are raised. She's far from a proponent of the good god-fearing sport of pure professional wrestling, given everything she's willing to do. But somehow this rubs her raw. And as she approaches the hiptoss'd devil-girl, everything in her rigid, tight body language communicates it to the audience. And as she approaches, Courtney has popped right back up to her feet, into the air, and fired a dropkick.

The problem with that, is it's a lengthy windup to pull off from that position. The Egyptian isn't known for her agility, but in this situation, she finds success in sharply shifting her stance sidelong, letting the feet kick out past her chest and leaving the impact fruitless. It does conveniently land her prone right in front of her, though. And that's an opening Nefretiri isn't going to let pass by.

She pivots back in and drops herself sidelong, elbow extended to drop the point not across her chest, nor her midsection, but rather against the forehead in a deliberate attempt to cause as much dizzying as possible. And upon landing, she mutters a dark, "That is called an elbowdrop," heralding what's sure to become an ongoing bit born of snide derision.

[Blade ocs]

She felt like Nefretri thought a lot of stuff while she was coming after her. Does this lady plan to mess with her the entire match?

Granted Courtney herself still has much to learn in wrestling. She is a reactive newbie to actually fighting in the ring. That's why she is a lioness. She needs experience.

Courtney went for the drop kick, and it looked like Nefretri was moving beside her. Courtney can't really see clearly because she is wearing her hoodie. She does realize that she misses him and lands down.

Then Nef didn't take long at all to get an elbow drop onto her forehead. She spits and reacts in pain. She also heard what Nef said to mock her. Her head isn't feeling good. In fact, it feels silly. She is trying to slowly breathe to trust and focus, but is it enough to save her?

[CyanDimitrik]

The evident pain the elbowdrop causes is enough to satisfy the sorceress - enough so to get a wickedly pleased smile. But she's far from finished with the girl, even if she has only ten minutes to inflict as much suffering as she can on her. She lifts to her hands and knees, and with one hand on Courtney's hip, the other at her shoulder, she rolls the girl over onto her chest.

Nefretiri quickly repositions herself over her, swinging a leg over to mount her lower back just above the curvature of her rear. Sunk into the 'saddle', so to speak, the Egyptian raises her knees and grabs for Courtney's arms to forcefully yank them back to restrain over her thighs. At last, her hands come together beneath the girl's chin to sharply pull backwards, forcing her upper-body into a high backwards arch between her legs.

"This is called a camel clutch...," she purrs to her.

Every few seconds, she eases the hold just a hint to decrease the pressure in her spine before yanking back harder, sharpening the angle even further than before. Ultimately, she wants the girl's tortured face to be aimed directly at the hungry cameras.

The referee is quick to drop in beside them, eyes wide. "Do you submit!?"

[Blade ocs]

The cameras were focusing on Courtney's face. She was both in pain and experiencing some relief. She is not looking too good at all. She needs to escape from her.



Does she really need to tell her everything like that? "I know... what it is..." she said weakly. She is apt to go in and out of pain. growing in pain when Nef puts her back in the hold.



I've heard the ref asking if she gives up. She doesn't want to go say it. So she will make sure that she can get freed by the physical way. She can't get a point like this; she taps out.



The ref sees it and signals to ring the bell.



Nefretri 1 Courtney 0