Five Screams of Pain & Terror - Carolina Reine Youngren vs Kafka

[Malkavia]

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Victory Conditions: The winner will be the first to make her opponent scream at 60 decibels five times, with 1 minute of rest between each successful scream

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Credits

HUGE Thanks to FreestylePoet for writing the introduction to this thread!

This time, Mr. Halloween did not appear at all. Yet his voice, his presence rang yet true. Our screens were filled with naught but inky black. "As above, so below. Four words to maintain the sanity of our realm. Yet tonight, the boundaries between planes shall be shattered. Heaven and Earth shall collide until one screams for mercy."

"On this hallowed eve, the stars above grow restless." Purple and blue swirled across the expanse. One by one, twinkles appeared in the night sky like little diamonds. But were they getting closer? "They seek dominion over the realms of men – to snuff out the very light and soul that make this world, and to bring it under their manxome heel. Tonight, my patrons, stellaris obscura shall make itself known."

"Our curse is such: A yawning, unknowable scale. We of this Earth may seek refuge of all, but only the frigid wastes may stand against the void." The telltale crackling brought frozen white and blue across the bottom of our view. Mighty mounts appeared from below, displaying their magnificence. "Ice and iron rise from the Northerly Realms, shrieking their fury against the sky. Amidst their cragged peaks, a Lioness stands alone." In the distance, a roar.

"'Five times one shall cry,' the tome said. 'And at once shall the other rise.' Fret not, denizens of LAW. The screams are part of the show."

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Halloween, the time of year where horror was aplenty and making others cower in feat was commonplace, within reason. Kafka loved this time of year, to the point where when she got an invite to have a match in a PPV at that very time of year, she did not tarry one bit and accepted before even knowing what she was doing. She had plenty of attire for the match, but decided to make it interesting by choosing a somewhat skimpy outfit for the fight.

She got even more excited once she found out what the match type was. A match type where the entire point of the fight was to hurt her opponent to the point of them screaming? Absolutely! She was even happier with that outcome than before, though she did not recognize her opponents name one bit. But no matter, she will fight anyone.

As she arrived at the ring and got into the attire in the locker room, her heart rate sky rocketed and her anticipation only increased more. She knew that this fight, which was one of her first here, would be one of the toughest, if not the toughest, thing she has done in her life. Due to this, she had to be mentally prepared.

Soon enough, Mr Halloween did the introductions and the like, which Kafka thought was well done. After that, she knew that her name would be called soon. And sure enough, 2 minutes later...

"INTRODUCING FIRST, FROM LOCATIONS UNKNOWN, STANDING AT 5'11 AND WEIGHING IN AT 152LBS, SHE IS "STELLARIS OBSCURA"... KAFKAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

With a rapturous applause and intense pyrotechnics, along with various spooky sound effects, Kafka entered the ring in with a face of confidence and a swagger in her step. She winked occasionally at the crowd, before nimble sliding under the top rope and heading to the nearest corner in order to stretch for the fight.

Spoiler

[ReticentCone]

As Carolina entered her theme played.

Sabaton

Which wasn't different from her normal fare.

Her attire, however, was.

Why? It was a Halloween night match for Nightmare on LAW Street, Isljoninna's first supercard event and she was dressed for the theme, a witch, with s massive witch's hat on her head and 'potion' bottle at her side.

Not only that, she had some glitter in her hand, which she brought up to her face and blew out, as thought they were magical sparkles as the announcer intriduced her.

INTRODUCING SECOND, FROM CANADA, STANDING AT 5'7'' AND WEIGHING IN AT 165 LBS, SHE IS ISLJONINNA, LIONESSS OF THE NORTH, CAROLINA REINE YOUNGREN!

Se strode toward the ring, hand on her hips staring in tently at the woman in the ring. She didn't know her at all, which madr things more difficuct, but she was well aware if what she had to do to her. Winding and dazing her foe would only be a means to an end through this match, she had to make the woman scream, five seperate times beyond a specific volume. She had a few moves in her arsenel that could elicit such screams, by fear of what was coming, if not the pain itself.

She first placed her 'potion bottle' and hat outside the ring apron then hoped and sat on it, posing for a camera a moment before leaning back and rolling under the ring. There was little point in expressing good will to her foe pre-match, it would be entirely insincere. This match wasn't going to be a clean battle of tactics until the wind had left one of their sails, or when one of them was rendered unconcious. Nor even a match of in which quick tap could spare the worst of the pain of a submission.

No, the purpose was causing such a large degree of pain in the other that surrender would come in the form of a ear splitting scream, 5, different, times. Though strictly speaking the match wasn't 'hardcore', it could easily be as just or more vicous and personal, even if much less bloody.

So there was no need to even address her opponent, Carolina would just head to her corner and wait for the official to start the match.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Kafka was curious what kind of opponent would be on the other side of the ring as she announcer introduced her. She thought for a second before shaking her head. "Never heard of her" She muttered to herself, before seeing her opponent walk down the walkway. She was certainly rather athletic from the distance she could see her, but she could handle her. She could make her scream 5 times and make it back for tea, Kafka thought to herself as she adjusted her clothing.

Soon enough, Kafka got the chance to see her opponent face to face, and she wasn't wrong from before. She certainly had a good build, one which Kafka was determined to break down. Kafka just stared as her opponent headed straight for her corner, not even acknowledging her presence. "She must be in the zone" Kafka thought to herself as she waited for the official to start the match.

A few seconds later, the spooky bell tolled, and the fight was on. Kafka knew she had to be aggressive, but not too aggressive, as she could easily find herself in a painful hold if she moved too quickly. Instead, she merely circled her opponent, and waited for her to make a move. A plan was formulating in her mind.

[ReticentCone]

Carolina kept low as the match started, circling around her opponent as her opponent circled around her. A taller, lighter woman was what she was facing here. To defeat her, she needed to keep this match up close an personal and leverage her density against Kafka.

It was clear now that her foe was expecting her to make the first move, that had both advantages and disadvantages. On one hand, a succesful attack had the chance of letting her set the tone of the match. On the other hand, a failed attack, would leave her open to counter attack without defense, which is obviously what her opponent wanted.

So carolina would take a different tactic. Early in their circling, the Lioness of the north would use the motion to quickly roll under the bottom rope and out of the ring. She usually liked to keep the spectacle in the ring, but the signature attraction for the fans this match was heavily on what they'd hear rather than what they'd see.

"We're supposed make eachother scream right? What better place to do that than around steel and on thinly padded concrete?" Carolina said, keeping a close eye on her opponent while by ringside, ready to spring into action on a moment's notice.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Kafka watched as her opponent began to circle her. She was curious how her opponent would move, whether she would wait until Kafka attacked, or made a move herself. She soon got her answer as, curiously, her opponent decided to roll under the bottom rope and completely out of the ring.

At first, Kafka seemed confused, and the referee came over to have a gander, but soon Carolina told them both their reasons. Kafka chuckled slightly and the ref stood there, as if they did not care.

"Heh, you are really into this. That's great to hear. Very well, let soft flesh batter against cold, hard steel" Kafka replied, following Carolina out of the ring.

But instead of just dropping to the floor, Kafka made a power play. She jumped at Carolina, putting g both her feet together and tried to drop kick Carolina in the face.

[ReticentCone]

As Kafka stepped out on the apron, Carolina kept on high alert, ready to take action. So when she jumped for a dropkick, the northern lioness was more than ready to shift out of the way.

After the woman crashed to the floor, Isljoninna took a few steos back and attempted quick soccer kick to her head as a way to daze her. If the lioness of the north was to put her opponent into punishing submission holds, she needed to render her too disoriented to defend against them.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Kafka's plan failed as her opponent was well aware of her plans ahead of time. If this keeps up, Kafka wouldn't stand a chance against her bigger opponent, and if this was any other match, she would have known not to bother, accepted defeat humbly and left.

But she could not do that here, lest her pride and reputation be tarnished beyond repair. As she slammed down on the floor, she grunted, before getting a swift kick to the head, which slammed her head into a barrier, leaving a cut on her head. She whinced a little, but slowly arose to her feet.

"Hmph. You think a small cut is going to have me down and begging for mercy. Nice try." Kafka said before shaking her head to try and recalibrate herself, before grabbing her opponent by the neck with both hands and trying to slammed her head onto the apron next to her.

[ReticentCone]

Carolina hoped that the soccer kock would have done morr to dazed her foe, but at least it caused her to bleed. That was something at least, as she quicly rose to her feet.

Isijonnina, for her part kept up close to Kafka and grappled with her. As she did, the northern lioness was more concerned with pulling her backward more than anything

This gave kafka the opportunity to slam her head first into the ring apron, yes, but Carolina would then get an oppourtunit wrap an arm around Kaka's neck, with another gripping her tights. From here, Carolina would attempt a quick snap suplex that'd send her opponent back first into the steel steps of the ring.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Kafka was already taking a beating in this fight, putting her on the back foot almost immediately. This woman was a tough cookie, and certainly not one to be trifles with. If Kafka was going to win this, she would have to, firstly, stop getting her body bashed in before she ends up with severe damage, and secondly, deal more damage back to Carolina.

As her back slammed into the floor for a second time, Kafka let out a moderate groan. This was not only not loud enough to trigger the 60db limit, but was also not a scream. She decided a new tactic was in order. After getting up and shaking her head, letting droplets of blood fly everywhere, she would put her hand on her head and scurry back under the ropes before Carolina could bash her head in more, leaving this match to end very quickly. If Carolina followed her, she would lariat her as she re-entered, before returning the favour with an elbow drop to the head.