Charlotte F. Vs. Erin Q. - Irish Sumo!

[Devilish53]

There may have been no official distinction between the Sumo of Justice and Charlotte Foster, especially in attire, but personality wise, Charlotte was certainly the one wrestling Erin here and now.

"But that'd hurt!" She'd roar out, in a rather oblivious fashion before a smile came across her face. It was meant to, obviously Charlotte.

Finding Erin soon opting for something of a waistlock take down rather than keep Charlotte close, the hefty purple haired gal tried to slide an arm in Erin's grip. With her feet planted wide and her hips low, both to stop Erin from outright twisting her and to prepare for what came next, Charlotte would briefly hug the stacked Irish gals waist before trying a take down of her own!

Bulling Erin into her, before trying to pivot and firmly put her back to the canvas!

[Noob]

"Yeah. That's the point?" A rather confused Erin would reply. She figured her opponent knew that she was trying to hurt her. At least enough that she could pin her down for a few moments. The redhead had more important things to focus on though like bringing the sumo down to the ground. Despite her best efforts though that wasn't as easy of a task as Erin had hoped. She was fairly used to being able to toss her opponent's around even if she wasn't able to outright overpower them. So it came as a surprise to the Irish brawler when her attempts at doing so were met with failure.

Before Erin could adjust her strategy she was taken right down to the canvas with a loud thud. "Nnnfff!" She gasped as her back hit the ground. "The heck..." The redhead mumbled. For a moment she was not only stunned but in awe of what her opponent had managed. She was starting to wonder what her foe knew that she didn't. Erin would have to ask for a tip or two after the match. Right now though she needed to change things up. Of course that would happen after Erin's attempt to scramble back to her feet.

[Devilish53]

Partially atop of Erin, Charlotte knew that even now she could not take the Irish beauty for granted. Erin had already caught her body tightly after all at the drop of a hat, and Charlotte knew against someone that had been fighting this long that she would not simply be safe because she was atop.

Pushed off a little as Erin tried to rise, Charlotte attempted to follow with her front to Erin's side. Chubby arm extended, she'd seek to hook it around the head of her foe even as they knelt, before transitioning into a standing headlock.

[Noob]

"Nnnng!" Erin let out a pained gasp as she felt her opponent's arm wrap around her head. She was soon pulled back up to her feet. While she wasn't exactly in a great position, this was something the redhead knew how to deal with. Sure she was having trouble moving Charlotte but she'd like to see how the sumo dealt with strikes instead.

Soon Erin pulled her arm back and would try to repeatedly drive her fist into Charlotte's side. She couldn't really see where she was aiming so unfortunately the punches were closer to flailing than to precision strikes. Still she was hoping a few well placed blows would persuade her opponent to release their grasp on her before they could follow up with what Erin could only assume would be trouble.

[Devilish53]

Charlotte held on, but Erin sure could strike hard even from such a bad spot. The sumo grunted and snarled with every blow, until her grip finally faltered. Though not without response for those hard shots given, as even amidst her pain, she'd stumble around to face Erin with her left hand clutching her shoulder, after releasing the headlock.

To pull Erin a little upright, before forcing her other hand into Erin's collarbone for a open palm strike!

The sumo promptly pushing herself back regardless of how much the strike did or whether it hit at all, given she needed to soothe her sides!

[Noob]

After managing to get in a few good hits Erin was released from the headlock. She wasn't let go without a parting gift though. "Nnng shit!" She gasped after receiving a hard strike to her collar. After taking a few moments to catch her breath the redhead would rub the spot where Charlotte had hit. Her opponent was stronger than she had given them credit for. "Hmm...ya wanna trade blows? Heck I can do that!" Erin replied. If her opponent was willing Erin would gladly trade punches until one of them dropped. As always she had confidence that it wouldn't be her.

It didn't take Erin too long to go all in on her idea. As soon as she recovered she would charge forward. If Charlotte's sides were aching now, Erin was about to try and make that much worse. Her first move though would be to aim to drive her fist right into Charlotte's stomach. If she couldn't squeeze her or move her then she was just going to beat the air out of her first. Then she figured her job would be much easier.

[Devilish53]

Charlotte moved back, but she was not entirely out of it yet. Soothing her sides and widening her stance, Erin would perhaps find herself faced with a sterner foe than she was expecting. One that most certainly took that monstrous hit to her side, but perhaps fired back quicker than Erin was planning on!

"Ghh...you are good, mighty Erin!" Charlotte spluttered out again, right hand patting her wound, before raising her left hand up. With that palm open, she would use it almost in her mind as a target scope of sorts, as she looked through the space between her finger and thumb. Lining up a shot to Erin's collarbone yet again, if a bit lower, as her right hand shot forward for yet another open palm strike!

[Noob]

After landing a solid hit, Erin figured she could work her advantage. In fact as Charlotte raised her hand and held out her palm the redhead was already poised for another strike. She stepped forward and was just about ready to throw another punch when her opponent's open palm hit her just below her neck. "Gaaah!" She cried out, stopped right in her tracks. The redhead was forced to take a step back to nurse the sore spot on her collar. It hurt a good deal more than Erin thought it would.

"Alright...So I guess I was wrong. Ya ain't a pushover." The redhead mumbled. She was a bit at a loss of what to try next. She could try to just trade blows and risk not coming out on top, or she could try one of the few tricks she had been practicing as of late. Either way Erin had to get back in the game and so the woman lunged forth. She decided to try and land another blow. Somehow she had to stagger Charlotte. The redhead would aim a quick chop to Charlotte's chest in retaliation for the previous blow. Still feeling it on one side, she would be using her non dominant arm for this one. She didn't need her full force behind this hit though. She just needed to catch Charlotte off guard for a moment.

[Devilish53]

Charlotte could hit hard, not as hard as Erin, but still. Even then though, such was not her preference. She preferred slams, pushes and submissions to this, and it was becoming apparent as their striking went on. With her arms more and more crossed, it was apparent to Erin that Charlotte was very much on the defensive, as the buxom sumo found her Irish foe swinging in. Rather than try to fire off another blow, or even block it for that manner, Charlotte found her chest struck rather hard as she herself swung in.

With her arms low, they were not extended as a means to strike at Erin, but grasp at her. The sumo breathing hard as hell with her eyes shut from the chest shot as she forced herself to fight through the pain; as her arms hugged around Erin's thighs, to pull her against her!

Up and over her shoulder!

[Noob]

Landing what felt like a solid hit brought a smile to Erin's face. While she certainly wouldn't pass up a free hit, she couldn't help but wonder why her opponent hadn't bothered to block. It didn't matter all that much though and if Charlotte wasn't going to put up any defense then Erin would keep on swinging. Before she knew it though she was given the answer to her question as Charlotte wrapped their arms around her thighs.

"Huh? Ahh wait! No no no!" The redhead gasped as she was pulled up into the air. It was a feeling she would never get used to, especially knowing what usually followed. "Nnng damn it...leggo!" Erin whined. She found herself in an awkward position, held up over her foe's shoulders. She didn't have a good angle to strike at either and was left squirming around to try and free herself.