The British Bunnies vs The Carnival Girls - 2v3 No DQ Tag Elimination Match

[FinyBoy]

The knee strike hit its mark, and had the intended effect. With Molly reeling from that hit, Satsuki did what she did best: keep pushing forwards. No sooner did she hit that knee to the stomach did she once again use that knee to attempt to strike Molly's face. At this point, she needed as many head shots as possible if she was going to come back from this deficit. They were the fastest ways to put an opponent out, as far as she knew. If the second knee strike was successful, Satsuki would quickly try to grab Molly's head and set the blonde girl up for a DDT.

But even through the surge of energy that she was using to fight Molly, she couldn't completely mitigate all the aches she still had. As her good knee was being flung towards the younger Brit's face, the girl in orange winced as pain shot up her other leg. It was almost as if it was sending her a message, saying "don't forget that I'm still here."

Shaina was slowly coming back to reality, lifting her head up to try and see what was happening around her. She was still in no real position to do much of anything else right now, but that didn't stop her from trying. She could hear a muffled voice, that she was sure was Chelsea's. The older Bunny talked in such a unique way that it was hard to miss it, even if Shaina didn't understand a word of it.

[CaptainL]

Molly was stunned, doubled over forward and clutching her stomach, as she coughed and gagged. Her face was red and her eyes wide as her mouth hung open with a gape. Not prepared to take such a powerful blow, Molly needed a moment to recover. Unfortunately for her, that was something Satsuki wasn't willing to afford her.

The second knee hit its mark, clocking Molly right in the chin. She screamed in pain as her head reeled backward, hair trailing behind her, as she staggered back a few short steps. Molly teetered over backwards, her balance threatening to give out, but Satsuki was quick on the mark. She rushed in, grabbing at Molly's head, and sent her crashing down into the canvas. A groan ripped from her lungs, Molly deflated against the mat, slowly coming to stillness.

Chelsea, on the other hand, was too absorbed in her torment of Shaina to pay much heed. Now that Molly had taken her place in the ring, it was her turn to keep the smallest of the Carnival Girls down. She stormed over closer, planting a foot down against the fallen Shaina to keep her in place. "Maybe I should jus' keep ye 'ere, like," she continued mockingly. "Wuddun want ye te 'urt yoself!"

[FinyBoy]

At last! Some forward progress was being made! Satsuki had gone against the odds and managed to put Molly down. The fact that Chelsea had yet to intervene was even better! Maybe she had just gotten too cocky and stopped paying attention? Or perhaps she believed too much in her sister? Does the answer really matter? Of course not! All that mattered now was that she wasn't interfering right now. This was Satsuki's chance! She could score an elimination right now! Momentum would finally shift firmly back to their side!

And then she heard a pained groan from near the corner of the ring. She hazarded a glace and saw Chelsea rubbing her foot into her tag team partner. All of a sudden, her anger flared up once again. That goddamn Chelsea was an absolute mud stain!

The correct choice in this scenario was to just go for the pin and get the elimination. But with Shaina being bullied, coupled with Chelsea being the one doing the bullying, Satsuki abandoned rational thought. If either of those were isolated events, she would have thought twice, but not here.

Getting up to her feet, Satsuki limp-ran towards the older Bunny, looking to spear her into the canvas!

[CaptainL]

When Satsuki looked behind her, she would at last see what was taking Chelsea so long in responding. And, as with most things Chelsea did, it was a sight that was sure to be less than appealing to her, as the elder Forster was focusing her efforts on keeping Shaina down. She continued taunting her as incoherently as usual, rubbing the heel of her boot up against the girl in a further show of disrespect as she stood atop her with her arms folded and a scowl on her face. It was the sort of treatment such an annoyance deserved, after all.

But while her attentions were focused on Shaina, Chelsea wasn't watching what was going on behind her. She did hear the sounds of booted feet pounding against the canvas, and gaining on her - but by the time she turned to look back over her shoulder at what was coming, it was already too late! With a yelp, she was hurled to the mat under the charge of Satsuki, going head over heels as she was thrown off of Shaina. It didn't matter that Molly was left behind in the process, as she lay on her back, staring up at the sky and trying to catch her breath. Satsuki had something to prove.

[FinyBoy]

As Satsuki took her arch-nemesis to the canvas, she felt a surge of energy well up inside of her. So far, the CG leader had been struggling with who to direct her anger towards in this match. The primary target of her ire was usually Chelsea, which was to be expected. But as Molly became more of a nuisance, the direction of the anger began to split. This match had been such a roller coaster in that regard.

Chelsea is the worst!

But Molly supports her!

No, Chelsea deserves all the hate!

No! Molly is just as guilty!

Back and forth, Back and forth. It was a wonder how Satsuki didn't get dizzy from all this spinning. But upon seeing Chelsea tormenting her friend, her intentions solidified.

Chelsea really is the worst.

And so, with the older blonde underneath her, Satsuki once again went with the pounding. However, this time would be a bit different. With her arm the way it was, Satsuki was going to have to do things another way. With her bad arm, she did her best to hold Chelsea's head in place. With the other, good arm, she zeroed in on her target. "It's time for you to pay for what you've done!" Soon she would begin sending slower, but more powerful and calculated strikes towards the Brit's head. Each hit was backed with the full extent of her fury. The crowd cheered with every hit she landed

Meanwhile, Shaina was still feeling the sting of Chelsea's boot on her back, and was planning to just give herself a moment to recover. At least, until...

Oh, look... free pickings for you...

The redhead's attention was directed towards Molly, who probably had not budged since Satsuki left her there. Assuming that was still the case, Shaina's body began to crawl towards the younger blonde. She wasn't really thinking about it, but something felt really compelling about doing this. Once there, she would manage to throw her arm on top of the blonde, going for a very exhausted pin.

[CaptainL]

First Chelsea, then Molly, then Chelsea again. Satsuki was definitely getting the full experience from the Bunnies just in the last few moments of this match, having found herself laid against both members of the team and both taking a beating from each and dealing it right back at them. But now that Chelsea had been showing Shaina the full extent of her cruelty, Satsuki's fury was burning hotter than ever before - and now that Chelsea was underneath her once again, she was ready to unleash that. The Englishwoman hissed in pain as Satsuki pounded away at her skull, and with her head held down, she couldn't do much to stop it. However, as the blows began to build up, Chelsea figured that she'd return to her old tricks. Rather than get away, she'd get even - and she drew back her fist, going to aim a punch into the side of Satsuki's ribs.

That would be followed by another and another, as Chelsea tried to swing the hammers of her fists against Satsuki's sides and back as fast as she could. She started to bring her legs into it, kicking and bucking at Satsuki, as her other hand went at her back clawing, slapping, and punching. Her face was locked in a scowl, growling with both pain and hatred. All sense of coordination had been abandoned. Chelsea was simply focused on outlasting her opponent, and dealing out as much pain as she could in the process.

Meanwhile, with the main action of this match going to the two team leaders, Shaina was left behind with Molly, and the younger Forster looked to be an easy target now that she had been left winded from Satsuki's fury. With Molly still flat on her back, Shaina covered her to try to go for the pin, and the referee fell into place.

"ONE!"

But the cruel irony made itself all the more apparent. If Satsuki had been willing to press the advantage, she could well have gotten Molly out of the match, with how she had been left stunned. But now that she had abandoned her post to pursue Chelsea instead, her sister had the time to catch her breath and recover, and, coupled with Shaina being in hardly the best condition herself, she found it much easier to escape. Kicking up her leg and raising her shoulder, Molly managed to kick out of the pin before the count of two.

And yet, the crowd didn't skip a beat. No matter how furiously Chelsea fought, or how quickly Molly escaped, it seemed as though Satsuki had a chance to win this for the Carnival Girls. This wouldn't slow down how much they believed in them. How much they were counting on them to set things right. The cheers and chants for Satsuki would prove that as much!

[FinyBoy]

It seemed like Chelsea and Satsuki were in an endless loop. Whenever Satsuki began beating on Chelsea, the older Brit would begin firing back with great ferocity. This time, though, Chelsea was bringing back old faithful tactics to aid her against the CG leader. But Satsuki was feeling different too. She had long since abandoned the notion of "fair and square," and soon began clawing, slapping, and punching at Chelsea in any way that she could. What was a calculated attack had now become an absolute melee, with neither girl really having the upper hand over the other.

The fact that the crowd was cheering Satsuki on only fueled her to keep fighting, even though it was practically half-flailing at this point.

Meanwhile, Shaina's efforts were beginning to lead her team closer to victory. At least, it started out that way. However, before she could even get a two count, Molly managed to kick out of that.

Absolutely pathetic...

Now, both of the younger competitors were left to rest on the canvas, with Shaina currently unable to make a follow-up at the current time

[CaptainL]

As far as Chelsea and Satsuki were concerned, all illusions that this was a sportsmanlike athletic contest between dignified competitors had gone out the window. This was a grudge match, a furious fight to prove once and for all who was superior, and who was only fit to be below the victor. Both women had nothing but hatred and fury for one another, and that was now unleashed. As they aimlessly threw fists, slaps, and claws at one another, not even bothering if they hit or how weary they were, the brawl had grown to more resemble a schoolyard scrap. And both competitors were eager to abuse the no-DQ rule.

Of course, no one was more keen on that than Chelsea. Throwing an arm around Satsuki's back, she reached up to grasp a handful of her hair and yank as hard as she could on it, while her other hand shot up to push at her face from underneath, both to steer her away from her and to rake at her eyes in the hopes of gaining the upper hand. All the while, she threw her weight to the side, aiming to roll over on top of Satsuki as she hissed in fury. "'ere's wha' I think o' yous!" she screamed, her fury accentuating her brutal tactics.

Molly, on the other hand, was coming to her senses even if Shaina wasn't. She rose up to a sitting position, panting for breath as she tried to refill her lungs - and from there, she looked back over at the tangle of limbs where Chelsea and Satsuki had fallen. Once again, she was prepared to help her sister, and she shoved herself to her feet, running over to take her side!

[FinyBoy]

The dirty brawl continued. Each second was a host of moves aimed to maim and injure the opponent. Satsuki felt her hair getting yanked and her eyes raked. Each action elicited a "YOW!" from her as she could only yelp in pain.

But the dirtier Chelsea tried to fight, the more dead-set Satsuki was on paying her back in-kind. "I'll make you pay for that, you dirty bitch!" In a rare moment of weakness, Satsuki finally unleashed her true feelings out. She rarely liked cursing at others, no matter what the circumstance. But Chelsea had pushed her far past that limit. No one had ever made her more upset than Chelsea did. No one had ever pushed her as much as the older blonde did. Finally, the girl in orange couldn't keep it in any longer. "You fucking blonde shit! I HATE YOU!"

Though she was now half-blinded, she continued to lash out in front of her to land whatever strikes she could on the elder blonde. If she could manage to grab on to some hair, she would. If she could lands a solid hit on the Brit's face, she would. But she was very much handicapped by that eye-rake.

Not only that, but she was completely unaware of the status of Molly (or Shaina, for that matter). This would ultimate serve as a problem, as the younger Brit would be able to make it to her sister's side virtually undetected by the CG leader.

Shaina was still trying to catch her breath. It felt like it was getting harder and harder to control her own movements. Her body felt even more sluggish than it ever had before. She could barely life her head up right now.

[CaptainL]

Chelsea managed to get Satsuki stunned as her nails clawed across her eyes, but the Englishwoman still wasn't satisfied. She wouldn't be until she had put Satsuki in her place once and for all, and proved her dominance over the Carnival Girls. And, indeed, even then Chelsea wouldn't have much time to bask in her success. Satsuki paid her back in kind. With an outburst of rage that seemed more in Chelsea's own domain, Satsuki's full fury was unleashed. Not even the pain in her eye could hold her back, as she struck out blindly as fast and as hard as she could. She managed to grab hold of Chelsea's hair and bludgeon her face with fists, but Chelsea would only strike back just as hard, throwing her own fists, slaps, and elbows anywhere she could. "Fookin' divvie cunt! Fookin' beaut!"

Molly could see that this struggle wasn't going anywhere. And, although she had faith in her sister, she'd seen an anger in Satsuki like nothing she'd witnessed prior - and she wasn't willing to take her chances. Bending down, she grabbed Satsuki by the elbow with one hand and wrapped her other arm around her neck, going to pull her back as she tried to drag her off of Chelsea.