Re: Ragna The Mighty vs Marlee Jackson

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Ragna vs Marlee Jackson
60-minute Iron Man KO match
Win condition: Win the most KO's.


"Hehe, 60 minutes? c'mon. Whoever this big oaf is. They got nuts! for such a brawl." Ragna chuckled to himself as the big man finished up leisurely stretching backstage. Cladded in his tight black compression shorts with a pair of wrestling shoes. Ragna got into Guerrilla position waiting for his entrance que, He was kinda worried this match may be too much for him. He knew his was strong, he knew he's a genetic freak. But-Ragna can't help but shake off that what if? what if he loses. That fate Ragna that he Oh-so wants to avoid. Will be tackled head on in his match tonight.

The announcer introduced Ragna with an unparalleled level of magnitude and sheer awe in his pronunciation of his name. The crow popped a small bit for just Ragna's name. "O-oh shit?" he quietly and confusedly muttered to himself walking towards the Entrance ramp, startled at such a pop. When he got closer and closer to going out there to the world. He couldn't help but feel a slight hesitation. "ALRIGHT! WHO ARE YOU!? THAT"S RIGHT THE BIG BAD,RED MONSTA!" Ragna had enough of his personal dilemmas and opted to punch himself square in the face before stepping out to entrance ramp. Pumped with adrenaline and several other things in his bloodstream.

His theme: "I fall to Pieces" by Patsy Cline began to play. The lumbering man threw both of his forearms high up into the sky. Fists clenched. his squint and determined. His grin as beastly as it gets. Ragna laid both of his arms sideways slowly. Staring straight at the ring grinning. He quickly clenched his back and flexed his arms in tandem. His art. His beauty. His everything. Ragna couldn't help but yell at the top of his lungs. A small part of the crowd eat it up and a popped at the monstrous scream as they didn't know how to react to this man. Pasty Cline? and posing like that? the fucK? Ragna lowered his arms and walked down to the ring at an amble pace. Shaking his arms and tilting his neck sideways. His Grin permanently screwed on to his face. Ragna hopped onto the ring apron holding the top rope with one hand and flexing his other arm to showboat the befuddled crowd. He would jump over the top rope with one arm onto the mat and casually head to his corner. Jumping his place, trying to keep the blood flowin'. "Bring it. Cunt."

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An Iron Man match. Marlee had to admit some degree of trepidation about it, but this was the bill she'd been given, no use complaining about it. She waited backstage, clad in her classic orange-blue leotard, long gloves and boots, primed and ready for another bout in front of the LAW fans.

Marlee Jackson

Her music Skillet - Sick of It began thundering from the speakers and Marlee wasted no time in strutting out from behind the curtain, waving and blowing kisses to the fans as she made her way down into the ring. She dove under the bottom rope and rolled neatly to her feet to face her next adversary.

Her first look at Ragna gave her some pause for thought - he was a big guy and very well muscled. But Marlee shook her head. She couldn't be intimidated now. She needed to make her mark on this match early and stay in control if she wanted to avoid another loss. Her tally was slowly climbing, the New Zealander tumbling towards an almost jobber-like status which she was desperate to avoid. So she steeled herself and stared Ragna down.

"You ready to go the distance with me, big fella?" she crooned, cocking her head to one side and giving him a smile. "Hope you can last long enough to keep hauling all that beef around."

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Ragna raised a confused brow at who he was facing in such a match while jogging in place at his corner. "Not much of sexist dude but-really? alright. I'm sure she's not a bad apple." Ragna thought to himself While narrowing his eyes and smiling. Ragna Strolled over to Marlee, face to face. Err-Face to lower chest area. "Hiya. I"m Ragna. Nice to meet ya. No hard feelings if ya lose alright? Don't want my precious guns to be all scratched up thanks to you toots." Ragna's smile morphed into a beastly grin. Extending his right forearm out and flexing his bicep for a second before extending the same hand for a handshake. "To a fair match?"

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Marlee raised an eyebrow as Ragna walked out of his corner to face her, only serving to highlight the height disparity as Marlee's eyeline was level with Ragna's chiseled chest. She tipped her head up to look him in the eye as he spoke, and then smirked at the words.

"Nice to meet you, buddy. Name's Marlee Jackson," Marlee replied, letting her eyes wander over Ragna's muscled frame before eventually accepting his grip and shaking. "No hard feelings if I mess up you and your guns in front of all these people, eh?"

Breaking the grip, the curvy Kiwi wrestler stepped back, nodding to the referee to indicate her readiness before settling into her wrestling stance in preparation for the ringing of the bell.

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Without a single thought Ragna shot himself towards Marlee's legs wrapping his arms around both of her thighs with a vice-like grip.
Lifting her up in a makeshift spinebuster maneuver to slam her as hard as he could against the mat with a sickening- thud of her spine connecting with the wooden planks echoing throughout the arena.

Ragna scrambled on-top of her into a mount position. He grabbed both of Marlee's arms and pinned them above her head. He inquisitively stared at Marlee's forehead with his eyes squinted. "This is a KO match?" He said, flashing a sly smile. "I'll just give you cte! by smashing my skull against yours! Genius!" Ragna lowered his head backwards a little before smashing his skull against her forehead with the force of a cannonball! Ragna slowly raised his head again with the slow anticipation of a roller coaster giving Marlee ample time to process the first blow-before he smashed his head again.

His dense skull colliding against her flesh. He would continue to headbang Marlee till he felt her body jolting beneath him-or the ref tapping his shoulder. Either way. Her conciousness will be separated from her.

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Marlee was still settling into her stance when suddenly Ragna was hurtling towards her with shocking speed. Her eyes widened but she didn't react in time to counter or get out of the way, leaving her to be scooped up by the muscular male and smashed into the canvas by his spinebuster move!

"AUUGHHHH!" she howled in pain as he slammed her down, mounting the curvy Kiwi wrestler and pinning her down. She squirmed fearfully as he loomed over her threateningly, legs slithering on the canvas in desperation. Her eyes went wide with horror as he reared back with aching slowness for a headbutt. "No, no, n-AGHHHHH!" The first thunderous blow sent her head spinning, stars exploding in her head. But he wasn't done there. Several more thunderous headbutts followed that she had no hope of avoiding.

"Unnghh... unnghhh...UNNHHHH!" Marlee's last high pitched squeal of pain also signaled her departure from consciousness as she flopped limp to the canvas after Ragna's barrage of headbutts. Her eyes drifted shut, her arms flung past her head as she lay beneath Ragna, already out cold for the first point in the match!

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Ragna was in his what?-god knows what headbutt count he was in. Already getting kinda dizzy stopped and paused to stare at a sleeping Marlee with his mouth shaped into a perfect o as if he just got in trouble from stealing from the cookie jar. He darted his eyes at the referee who was just standing there and gave them a quiet,yet confused "What the fuck!?" with his hands and brow raised in confusion.

"Fucking hell-man do you owe em' money? or somethin'?" Ragna said to the resting Marlee but due to very obvious reasons-she couldn't hear him. Ragna stared at Marlee for a second. Blinking as he brainstormed some kind of plan. "Kinda hoped, the ref would separate me but-" Ragna placed his hands on hips and wiggled slightly on top of Marlee's corpse while looking around the crowd.. "I guess not-" He said as he sighed in immeasurable disappointment. Ragna stood up. Pulling Marlee up with him by her hair gently.

Ragna lifted her up on her own two feet.
Holding her steady by pressing her arms together. He had an idea. Not much of a good one but-it was something!. Ragna arched his headback a little and gave Marlee another good headbutt square on the center of her forehead in attempt to jolt her back to consciousness! hoping it works.

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Unconscious beneath Ragna, Marlee was oblivious to his remarks, and her voluptuous frame offered no resistance as her male adversary dragged her upright. Sagging in his grip, the New Zealander could only wait as Ragna undertook his unorthodox method of waking her up again... yet another thunderous headbutt!

"AUGHH!" Marlee blurted as the sudden pain brought her crashing back to consciousness, her skull aching from the series of headbutts that Ragna had visited upon her. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself staring into Ragna's eyes, her arms pinioned by her sides as she was trapped in his grip!

"Nnghhh... lemme go!" she whined weakly, squirming in the powerful male's clutches, a sudden fear gripping her that he might just headbutt her into oblivion again!

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His eyes lit up in glee that his idea succeeded. "awesome, glad you are awake. Now! I couuuld hit you with another headbutt but that's a tad bit boring ain't it? plus my head hurts a fair bit so!" Cheerfully. Ragna released Marlee from his vice-like grip. tapping her on her right shoulder with his right hand and his left hand resting on his hip as if he were cheering her up. "I'll give ya a 30 second loooong break? how does that sound hm? that way you can gather all of your bearings again nice and proper! Sounds great don't it?" Ragna leaned forward close enough to Marlee's ear to whisper. "Look, when I beat your brains-again. I want you at very least to give more emotion when your soul leaves your body again, alright? if you can't give the fans good action.
How about you do what you do best which is look pretty and take naps on the mat eh? ok. Glad we came into an agreement." Ragna quietly whispered into her ear with a freezing cold voice with very little empathy in his vocal infliction. Ragna tapped her shoulder again leaning away from her with his callous attitude replaced with a cheerful smile and a thumbs up. "Take a breather pal and let's have a good one again!" Ragna gave her a thumbs up as he went to his corner to chill and see what she does next.

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Marlee was released from Ragna's grip, leaving her standing on unsteady legs staring down her heavily muscled foe. She looked into his eyes, mind twisting with confusion at his carefree, cheerful words as he offered her a break. Her mouth opened indignantly, her pride pricked by the implications, but then he drew his face close, lips near her ear as he continued.

Any retorts froze in Marlee's throats as Ragna's voice suddenly changed, his coldly whispered taunts and threats suddenly filling the Kiwi wrestler with fear. She'd already been effortlessly knocked out cold in this match, her adversary clearly being a lot stronger than her. Her jaw tightened and she fixed Ragna with a glare as he sauntered back to his corner, clearly not even taking her seriously. With her head still aching from the headbutt however, Marlee decided she would take the break her opponent was offering, pride be damned.

Waiting for the pain to subside, she moved back to give herself some distance and settled into her wrestling stance, fully ready for Ragna this time, determined not to be caught off guard.

"You want a show?" she hissed, trying to psyche herself up and beckoning Ragna from his corner. "I'll give you a show, big guy."