Kieda Uzai vs Christie Myers - Casket Match

[Armada]

A dull, throbbing pain continues to crawl around in Christie’s skull. Cold, grey clouds had taken residence in front of her eyes, making everything nearly impossible to see unless focused on. Such a feeling was not unusual after taking a shot to the head, and while Christie hated to admit it, she was starting to get used to the feeling when fighting the fashion assassin. The azure assassin favored kicks to the head, and her aerial stunts were a rather large thorn in the side of her raven haired foe. Thankfully, Christie was the type to learn with experience, and so she was starting to find ways of breaking through such fog.

Her cold eyes quickly flicked towards the bright red pole in the corner, concentrating on it and using it to steady herself. It remained still and solid, helping the Grave Keeper come out of her painful state by concentrating on it’s bright color and vivid detail. Kieda, being the usual moron she was, proceeded to chat Christie’s ear off. There would have been nothing Christie would have liked nothing more than to get back on her feet and tear the lips off of the noisey woman’s face! This was a fight after all, and despite the fact that Kieda’s posturing and posing was keeping her from doing any more damage to Christie, the Tyrannical Thug still hated Kieda for letting an opportunity go.

She still doesn’t get it, the stupid bitch.

Kieda took the time to push Christie out of the ring, going on to bask in the spotlights as her dangerous foe recovered more and more as seconds ticked away into minutes. By the time Kieda was finished grandstanding, Christie had recovered from her earlier blow. Still, Christie held her head as though she were still feeling the effects of Kieda’s blow. Knowing Kieda, she wouldn’t resist another flashy maneuver after talking herself up.

And, like a moth to a flame, Kieda was suddenly up in the air. Her shadow was cast over Christie like an eclipse, her descent marked by it as Christie peered up at Kieda’s rapidly descending body. Christie would quickly throw away her false weakness by suddenly turning around suddenly! Her body spun quickly as Kieda continued to descend! Just as the Fashion assassin was about to make impact, Christie’s boot would lurch up! A deadly spike in the form of a spinning kick, Kieda would realize too late the she might find herself impaled upon her mortal enemy’s boot if she did not do something quickly!

[SubtleRoar]

*As her elegant form graced the skies which she glided through, Kieda's body was engulfed by an astonishing sense of transcendence- It was as if she were as light as a feather, her turquoise and mauve- clad frame being carried on the wings of an angel on a divine mission to smite the repugnant demon that awaited her below. However, this bolstering of her will did not prevent the inevitable from occuring~*

*As was par for the course, The Fashion Assassin's hubris had gotten the best of her yet again, and to her utter dismay and disbelief, Christie was lying in wait for her arrival. Attempting to break free from gravity's power, Kieda struggled to pull herself up from the collision course she had set with the sadist's boot, but alas, it had already been set in stone!*

"THWACK!" *Was the discombobulating noise that reverberated throughout the arena, and like a thief in the night, had purloined every ounce of her momentum. Upon impact, Kieda's body came crashing down against the unforgiving pavement, both her pride and confidence shattered into piece's by the unprecedented impact.*

"Gggghh!" *Howling in anguish through her immaculate teeth, the once agile shinobi laid sedentary in a crumpled heap across the outskirts of the ring, trying to collect what remained of herself before Christie began to lay into her.* "Nnh..n..not..now.." *She muttered in a guttural tone, outright denying the possibility of having the tides turn in such a quick manner. It wasn't impossible, but Kieda's chances of turning things around seemed to be growing dimmer by the second!*

[Armada]

The impact sent shockwaves through Christie’s leg as Kieda’s flailing body was impacted against it thanks to the power of gravity. In what was a classic case of “Blink and you missed it”, Kieda had gone from the showboating beauty to a crumpled, gasping mess on the floor. It all happened so fast that hardly anyone could believe what they were seeing! Now, Christie was once again towering over Kieda with a lethal atmosphere surrounding her. Even as Kieda began to crawl away, Christie followed her quietly and without speaking a word. The demented vision of a person walking an animal came to mind, as the control Christie had in that moment was very similar.

“Nnh..n..not..now..”

At the sound of Kieda’s pathetic whimpers, Christie began to stomp on the kunoichi’s legs! The villainess was merciless in targeting the joints of Kieda’s legs before moving to Kieda’s arms. Like a school yard bully, Christie just stomped and kicked Kieda’s downed form with a merciless pace! The crowd roared in disgust, but she ignored them as usual. Instead, when Kieda had started to curl up into a ball, Christie would grasp at her ponytail, pulling her up aggressively so that Kieda would be forced to endure her damaged joints.

“Now seems as good a time as any.” Christie hissed in a cold whisper.

Using her hold on Kieda, Christie’s arm began to snake across Kieda’s chest and around her shoulder as the Grave Keeper positioned herself beside the vulnerable kunoichi. Using her other hand, Christie gripped the back of Kieda’s waist. The audience gasped in horror as it seemed Christie was planning on throwing Kieda back down onto the hard pavement once again! This time using the force of her own fury!

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[SubtleRoar]

*To the casual observer, it seemed as though The Fashion Assassin was on the precipice of complete and total ruination- Her body was slowly beginning to shut down on her, and the malevolent marauder had finally taken control of the reigns, showcasing her brutality by isolating her assault and crushing the kunoichi's ligaments! The excruciating pain she was in caused a banshee shriek to emanate from between Kieda's lips, something she never anticipated she'd ever hear herself do, especially against someone of Christie's caliber, but it seemed as though her adversary wasn't bashful about doing anything and everything to try and seize victory over The Cerulean Assassin!*

"GGGRRRH!" *Trying to swallow her agony by stifling the silent scream, it felt as if Kieda's entire frame was set ablaze, forcing her to endure one of the worst sensations of her life. However, she knew she had to persevere if she wanted to claim victory, and while her nemesis was hoisting her towards the ceiling, she hatched a brilliant plan- In an effort to try and reverse her current predicament, she would launch a boot towards Christie's midsection, then hook her neck and drive her skull into the ground. If nothing else, it would prove that she wasn't out of this match yet!*

"Y..you shall regret underestimating the power of the assassin!" *With a mighty shout, The Azure Silhouette lurched a solitary leg forward and slammed the bottom of her boot against the voluptuous vixen's stomach, causing her to double over upon impact. Once she witnessed this with her own eyes, Kieda snagged her inside of a headlock before instantaneously tugging backwards for a snap DDT to try and turn the tide of her dire situation!*

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[Armada]

Before Christie could unload the heavy ball of rage that had been festering in her chest ever since she had seen Kieda walk through that fucking entry ramp, the pestering little girl decided to put her designer boots to use! Just as Christie went to hoist Kieda up, she suddenly felt a blow crash into her ab muscles, sending a quick shot of surprised pain in the center of her stomach. The surprise had the added benefit of making Christie flinch, but only for a split second. But, as any opponent of Kieda’s would know, that was all the time the speedster ever needed to turn the tide!

As Christie’s body involuntarily doubled over from the blow, Kieda’s arm would snake around Christie’s neck, the fashion assassin hijacking the Grave Keeper’s attack and converting it into her own! Before Christie had a chance to retreat, or throw the azure assassin off, Kieda used her own body weight, and Christie’s momentum from her previous move to drive Christie’s skull into the mat! The undead woman had received a multitude of blows to the skull, and the sharp DDT didn’t help matters whatsoever! A pained grunt could be heard underneath Kieda’s arm, but judging by the enraged thrashing that came from her devilish opponent, the snake was not dead yet! No matter how many times Kieda tried to cut off it’s head, the snake woman continued to rise up and lash out!

Even then, The arm that had wrapped around Kieda’s waist just a moment ago was wiggling free from underneath the assassin’s posterior, the black gloved tearing apart as the hand underneath grasped at Kieda frantically like a rabid serpent! Christie seemed to want to inflict the same suffering she felt, and in doing so threw any sort of planning or technique out the window! The wild hand was just looking for something to torture, and unfortunately, Kieda’s hands seemed to be tied up cradling her opponent!

With a wild motion, Christie’s hand lashed out and managed to grip the soft, round right breast of her opponent, as well as the fashionable top that covered it. Before anyone could even think about what was going on, the hand would attempt to squeeze, wrench, and claw the mound in its grasp! All so that Kieda’s chest would explode in a fiery inferno of agony! Christie was still kicking and attacking, even after suffering another head injury! It seemed as though Christie could fight in her sleep, the way she continued to fight on. Perhaps it was her desire to rid herself of the narcissistic nuisance once and for all!

[SubtleRoar]

*Kieda had grown accustomed to a vast myriad of surprises throughout her prestigious career on the tumultuous law circuit- From having fallen in love with someone who could easily be considered her immediate opposite, to dawning the garb that she effortlessly flaunted whenever she went out in public. She had fully embraced who she was, but Christie was the one source that constantly railed against her entire existence- From when the first met, she instantaneously despised her, but what would transpire next would automatically crank up her level of detestation ten fold!*

"NNRRAAAHHH!" *Kieda shrieked like a cursed banshee in the middle of the night, sending the audience into a stunned silence as they witnessed their babyface gnash her pearly whites to try and cope with the anguish. It wouldn't take long before the illustrious fashionista to disengage from the diabolical demoness's clutches, but not before she launched the business end of her boot directly into Christie's face!*

"Y..you vile FIEND!" *She boisterously shouted as her foot went sailing forward to try and connect with her maw!* "The sheer AUDACITY you have to try and resort to such lowbrow tactics!" *Suffice to say, Kieda was a little irate after having been subjected to this level of humiliation, but if her retaliatory attack landed, she knew just the trick to put this match away for good!*

[Armada]

“Why don’t you just DIE, you bitch?!?!”

Christie was woozy. All that head trauma was building up, and as tough as she seemed she was only human. Crushing Kieda’s breast was just a jab at the Fashion Assassin, something to piss her off and make her feel angry! There was nothing Christie wanted to do more than strangle the little shit in front of her and leave her broken body to the fanboys! That would serve her right for everything she had done! For daring to try and stand up to her superiors! When Christie was through with her, she’s learn to-

WHAM!!!

A foot? No...a boot! Kieda’s boot had just rang off Christie’s jaw! The Grave Keeper’s eyes were fuzzy as the entire world devolved into white noise in an instant! The sounds of the audience, the growls of her opponent. All of this disappeared as she felt the canvas hit her back, and she found herself staring up at the overhead light. She didn’t even hear herself scream in pain! Her body lay across the cold floor as her chest continued to rise and fall with every breath! Her body was so hot, like a burning oven topped out at the highest temperature! Sweat was rolling off her body, and it was all she could do to slowly reach around for any cool space on the floor to try and cool off.

“Uhhhh….”

The crowd was stunned! Kieda had Christie exactly where she wanted her for the first time! The Assassin’s fans erupted into a frenzy of cheers and pleas, pushing their idol to act quickly before her dreaded nemesis recovers from the blow and turns the tide as she had done twice before!

[SubtleRoar]

*Her weaponized boots managed to hit their mark perfectly, allowing Kieda plenty of space to ricochet off of Christie's dense cranium while she promptly somersaulted sideways, landing perfectly on her feet as a dazzling display of acrobatic prowess.* "Thank you, thank you all~" *The humble kunoichi took a moment to pander to her audience, dipping her upper body downwards to bow and soak up as much attention as possible. However, there was still one nagging chore she had to complete.*

"Now, where was I~" *Turning towards her nemesis, Kieda snatched Christie by the fringes of her hair before rolling her underneath the bottom rope, subsequently following her while sprawling her semi-conscious body out in an angelic display for all the gawk at.* "You provided me with an entertaining time, Christie. Perhaps, once you come to, we can talk about this over a mocha~" *Turning onto her heel, Kieda scaled the nearby turnbuckle, stretching her lmbs outwards before saying her trademark catchprhase.*

"I am the fashion..." *She gave her adoring audience a moment for the perfect photo op, camera flashes sparkling in the audience like stars in the sky.* "And YOU are the victim!" *Hoisting herself into the sky, Kieda's taut body tore through the air before eventually collapsing across Christie's with a reverberating* "WHUMP!" *That caused the audience to thunderously applaud her efforts!*

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[Armada]

A dull, acute ringing was all Christie could reliably hear. No crowds, no Kieda. She could hardly even hear her own breathing at that moment. Her eyes were a blurry mess, keeping her from seeing anything beyond the bright overhead lights that poked her eyes like needles. The only good thing Christie might say was that she couldn’t really feel her jaw despite it taking a straight on kick from a trained professional. She was never into silver linings, but just this once she could actually say she was happy for that small miracle. At least then the only pain she had to nurture was her wounded pride.

But Kieda was not one to simply wait for Christie to recover. Rather, the Fashion Assassin would grab ahold of Christie’s raven locks and pull her up to her feet! With a quick throw, Kieda would easily toss her hated foe into the ring before making her grand entrance back into the squared arena. As if to resolve some of her spite towards Christie, Kieda actually moved and adjusted the Grave Keeper’s body until it was in the perfect position for what she had planned. Once she was done, she took one last chance to say some final, pointed words to her adversary. Christie only had the strength to mutter a curt, weak reply.

“Kill...you...later.”

And with their exchange over, Kieda would disappear from sight. The audience began to chant her name over and over, but Christie was too tired to be angry. It was actually a bit nice just to lay down and rest, the world a heavy shroud of its former self. When she heard the top rope spring and noticed Kieda sailing through the air, Christie knew it was too late...she had lost.

The Fashion Assassin’s voluptuous body SMASHED into Christie’s, making the Grave Keeper gasp in pain as her opponent torpedoed onto her body! Instantly, the world went black. Christie fell back to the floor, unconscious underneath Kieda for the first time since their rivalry began. Even knocked out, Christie had a pained look on her face. The Terrible Titan had been toppled by her greatest enemy in their highest profile match. All that was left was for Kieda to complete the victory conditions and complete her victory!

[SubtleRoar]

*As her weightless form floated through the sky, Kieda inevitably felt the deafening* "THWACK!" *That echoed across the entirety of the packed coliseum, causing the audience to audibly gasp before erupting into a maelstrom of applause and cheering!* "Haaah...finally..." *Despite the uproarious applause and adoration, The Fashion Assassin pulled her dumbfounded adversary in close before whispering something in her ear that she would never forget.*

"Those previous fights, Christie?" *She began, her lips incredibly close to her earlobe* "They were flukes- Tonight proves it, and you will never be able to live this down for the rest of your miserable, lonely existence~" *Pulling away, but not before she gave her tender skin a pretentious smooch, Kieda rose to her feet before giving her famished zealots a delightful bow.*

"Thank you, one and all, for attending my performance here tonight~" *She began, simultaneously beginning to kick her defeated nemesis underneath the bottom rope.* "She certainly lasted longer than I anticipated, but regardless, it's all finally over." *Once the overwhelmed Christie reached the threshold of the ring apron, Kieda promptly exited the ring, pulling the vacant coffin up close to her mark.*

"Now, it's time to return you from whence you came!" *The suddenly boisterous kunoichi announced, dragging Christie by the edge of her gaudy boot before slinging her towards the draconian casket, elated to have finally emerged as the triumphant party in this grudge match!*