A Match Made in Bloody Paradise - The Mad Dog and The Crazy Bitch (Jessie Hellberg vs Eris Boreas Greyrat)

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Match Type: Standard, with Bloody Paradise rules
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, or KO. The opponent must be made to be bleed before either is counted against them. There are no disqualifications, and falls count anywhere.
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Jessie Hellberg made her appearance just as her

played, clad in simple attire: A white LAW t-shirt with a picture of her grinning, crimson mask-adorned face. A beautiful moment forever captured in time in the midst of her war with the aptly named "Blood Devil". She wore denim short shorts with a thick black sweater wrapped around her waist, and black ankle-length steel-toed boots.

Jessie's General Appearance

The blue-haired cutie greeted the crowd with a big, sugary sweet smile and a wave. In her other hand was a baseball bat that was wrapped in enough razor sharp barbed wire to make Cactus Jack proud, which she had rested on her shoulder. A cameraman came up close for a shot of the new merch, and Jessie was happy to show it off. "Yeah, yeah! Get a shot of this!" She pointed to her face on the shirt, leaning down into the frame with that same dazed grin. She let out a little giggle and continued, "Isn't it beautiful?"

The bluehead took to carrying the bat behind her back as she skipped past him and over to the ring, possessing the air of a child at recess. It was finally time to put down the books and get into an adventure.

She left the bat standing against the steel steps, right there for the taking if Eris wanted. But she'd heard that "The Mad Dog" liked to handle her business the good old fashioned way, which was why she set the bat down in the first place. But this was still a hardcore match -- another with her rules. So things will be escalating sooner or later. Although she hoped for a good brawl before weapons came into play, it ultimately didn't matter to her either way.

Jessie slid underneath the ropes and jumped right up onto her feet, backing up against the ropes as she turned to face the stage. After a quick stretch, she would work out some of the anticipatory energy that filled her with some back and forth pacing, occasionally pounding her fists together.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Eris had a pretty serious look, tonight's match wasn't the easiest. She was going to face a woman just as violent as her and even had a nickname that could scare more than one, the "Blood Devil". This didn't make Eris laugh at all, who was perhaps risking her wrestling career in this match because of the victory conditions, the two women were going to end up extremely injured in this match.

Eris

After a little while alone in the locker room, Eris is called by the staff so that she can make her entrance. She then showed herself in front of everyone, being a little surprised to see so many people in this match. She also noticed a photographer next to her, snapping her picture asking the redhead to strike some poses. Eris then tried to ignore it until the flash blinded her by sheer bad luck. It was reason enough for the Mad Dog to finally show up in front of everyone, grabbing the photographer's camera before throwing it to the ground to snap it in half.

"Don't ever take pictures of me again, you fucker."

Eris clenched her teeth in rage, she walked towards the ring clenching her fists under the applause of the public who were more than happy to see Eris already pissed off, even if she had not greeted the public. She climbed into the ring with no difficulty and could notice that her opponent was shadow boxing and she hadn't noticed her opponent's bat near the ring.
She stood with her arms crossed, patiently waiting for her opponent to stop warming up so the referee could start the match. The abiter was rather hesitant tonight, not knowing what to do as he saw Eris losing patience, stomping her foot on the ring mat and seeing the pinkette warming up. For lack of patience, the rage of the mad dog was heard again.

"Are you done dancing?! I have better things to do than fight against a bitch like you!"

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Ooh, Red was mad!

There goes that guy's camera. Ooh, Red was big mad! The way she was looking walking down to the ring, you would've sworn she woke up to see that somebody had dropped one big, stinking deuce on her pillow this morning. Jessie was here for that rage.

She started boxing ghosts, holding up the start of the match with the intention of pissing Eris off even more. Scared shitless, the ref stayed well out of the way of the middle of them, which suited Jessie just fine. When the fists started flying, the willowy brawler wanted every one to be hitting their intended targets.

She had to hand it to Red: She put up with this for longer than she would've. But eventually, she had enough.

"Are you done dancing?! I have better things to do than fight against a bitch like you!"

The insult was met with a grin that was just dripping with irreverence, and Jessie's words had that same energy, delivered as she made a leisurely approach towards her opponent. "Ooh, who shat in your bed this morning?" She giggled, and then...SLAP! Right across the face with the back of her hand!

[Bearhug Goddess]

The Mad Dog was known for being angry for no reason and it showed even before the match started when he attacked a fan and her opponent who was far too busy dancing before entering the ring. But she wasn't in her most famous angry state, the one that gave her the nickname Mad Dog. But it wouldn't be long before Jessie climbed into the ring and gave Eris a powerful slap on the cheek.

"Ah !"

Eris stood slightly confused for a few seconds before raising her head, growling slightly as the anger began to rise like an arrow. The referee tried to intervene so that the match would not start so quickly but it was already too late, Eris punched her opponent in the cheek with a powerful hook before throwing herself at her with a spear, wanting to get on top of her opponent to continue pounding her with punches in the face.

“DIE!”

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Yes! Yes! Get pissed!

The ref made a move to step in. Fucking why? No disqualifications, falls count anywhere. This is a goddamned free-for-all! All he needed to do was wait until someone got busted open and come in to slap the mat or whatever the hell, or for Eris to do the same if Jessie got a hold locked in: Anybody who's followed Jessie's career in the indies ought to know. She never taps out. If it means blacking out or having something broken, so be it.

So Jessie shoved the guy out the way...

"Move!"

...Which left her open for a nicely delivered hook that offset her balance. Oh fuck yes, another boxer! While she stumbled, Eris threw herself at her, tackling her down to the mat. Ever the consummate brawler, Jessie would make no attempt to defend herself from the heavy blows that were about to rain down on her.

That is, unless you count meeting offense with offense. The blue-haired Rapunzel reached up to grab a hold of Eris's top. If she found purchase, she'd tug at it, pulling her down so her face would be open to return fire.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Eris was angry, very angry, after this slap and planned to make her opponent pay double... No, triple! She managed to deliver a hook that hit her opponent's cheek head-on and threw herself at her blue-haired opponent, pinning her to the ground to find herself on top of her opponent and hammering her with a blow to the face, slightly less powerful than the hook.

The red head was focused on one thing, hitting this bitch's face to make her regret this slap, for being in the same ring as her and for having proposed such an advantageous match for the Mad Dog. But her anger quickly faded when her top came up to cover her face, letting no light pass through and thus making Eris blind at the same time.

The referee, not being able to do anything more and having failed in her mission of getting this match started in good form, sighed and rang the bell to start the match at the moment when Eris was blinded by her own shirt and completely defenseless.

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Jessie wasn't sure how it happened, but during the struggle, Eris's shirt ended up covering her face, which left a rather nice rack uncovered. The redhead immediately backed away, blinded and maybe affected by a need for modesty. Damn. And only after one hit while she had the mount.

It was a weakness that the blue-haired woman had no qualms about exploiting. Once she was on her own feet, it was bombs away. With one hand devoted to keeping that shirt in her face, Jessie started throwing straights right into it, barely acknowledging the ringing of the bell.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Eris was blinded by her own shirt and was slightly surprised that her chest was exposed for all to see. It was the first time this happened to her and because of this intense reflection, the Mad Dog stopped moving and found herself completely defenseless against the straight punches of her opponent hitting her face. Eris threw a single punch forward, trying to hit her oppenent while being blind, before taking several steps back and standing up, lowering her top.

“Grrrr...!”

The Englishwoman began to growl with rage at the first seconds of the rather intense match. The two wrestlers had already exchanged several blows and Eris' chest was exposed. Eris was starting to hate her opponent and she was not going to do her any favors for the rest of the match, waiting for her to get up to walk towards her and hit her again with a hook on the cheek.

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Again and again and again and again until she saw blood! Then keep on punching until she was on the mat, then maybe go and get her bat or something. This was Jessie's plan of attack thus far. There was the problem of Eris's shirt being in the way, but her solution was to just keep going until so much of the viscous liquid had been drawn that it would still be obvious.

And then Eris threw a single, blind, but ultimately significant blow of her own. The redhead's fist caught her right in the nose. Didn't break it, but it sprung a leak. A small trickling. Jessie reached up to wipe her upper lip, thinking nothing of allowing Eris the opportunity to create some space and right herself.

The irony had Jessie giggling like a hyena. There she was, wailing away at Eris. Nothing but bruises. One blind, lucky punch, and Red goes and gives her a goddamn nosebleed! She had to say something about it as she stepped forward. "Isn't that a son of a bitch and a half?" Her purple eyes were cast down at the blood on her finger for the first few steps, springing upwards as she sprang into action, rearing her arm back for a sort of sucker punch that she didn't get to throw.

Red beat her to it with another good hook, this one delivered with some extra stank that almost put her on her ass, but her feet were cooperating just well enough to keep her off the mat. Her legs, operating on auto-pilot, carried her over to a corner, where she'd give her head a shake to get it back on straight.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Eris wasn't nicknamed the Mad Dog for nothing. She got angry easily and quickly and lashed out at her opponents regardless of who they were and what blows they had already taken. She was a wild and untamable animal and a few blows weren't going to stop her. The two wrestlers started this match in a rather unique and violent way by exchanging several punches and after a few seconds of exchange, a break was necessary.

Louise licked her lips and teeth, a slight taste of blood could be felt. But she wasn't the only one injured as her opponent had blood flowing from her nose. This meant a lot of things, including that Eris was more powerful than her opponent and could win this match simply with her fists.

“Shut the fuck up.”

Not a smile on the Mad Dog's face, not an ounce of compassion in her eyes, she was going to completely destroy her opponent. She took a deep breath of air before stepping towards her opponent, pressing her body against Jessie's to pin her against the corner so she couldn't escape. With her left hand, she grabbed Jessie's hair so she couldn't dodge her next blows and followed up with punches to the face with her right hand.

“AND DIE!”