Ina Rosenbaum vs Monica Jackson - Setting An Example

[Violet]

Ina can’t believe how she was spit on her face by her weaker opponent. She scoffed at the thought of disrespect this wrestler gave to her. A rookie she would accept, but someone who has been here for quite some time? Something has to be done to this place, she thought. These disrespectful weaklings who don’t know their place are the ones she like beating up the most.

Monica’s screams and cries are music to her ears, making Ina’s lips curl into a grin. She wrenches her poor opponent’s arm even more, slowly but surely, as if building to a crescendo of agony and pain. But that music that Ina has come to love in such a short notice was cut short by Monica’s struggle to get out.

”GAHH!!, Ina gasped out as she felt Monica’s punch to her ankles forcing her to let go. Ina would quickly try to get up and take a few steps back. ”Come on, you weakling! Stand up! I certainly didn’t want this to be easy. Come on! Show your worth to the people in this arena.”, Ina taunts her opponent, raising her hands to her side, wanting to release the soul of the fighter from her opponent.

[RJD]

Monica cried out and whined despite trying to maintain silence, as her arm was crushed between the vice of those legs and yanked cruelly in the arm bar. Even as the furious lightweight sank her fist into that ankle and her tormentor backed up, she'd still be grumbling out in pain as her other arm grasped the pained arm, and she panted as the intense pain just wouldn't go away.

Monica would use her free arm to push up to her feet, stumbling forward and holding her pained arm for a moment, though as she took another step to get within range she would sluggishly throw her weakened arm forward to try to drive her closed fist right into the shoulder of her opponent.

If that strike was blocked, then Monica still wouldn't hesitate to move, as she pushed forward till their bodies were practically touching, before reeling her head back and flinging it forward to try for a headbutt. The lightweight then worked out her fury with one last movement if she hadn't been stopped yet, hopping into the air and trying to thrust her knee upwards, hoping to bury it right into Ina's abs in a very rough knee strike.

Monica was seeing red after all that pain, and while her adrenaline was pumping it was as if she had gotten a second wind!

[Violet]

"Yeah!! That's the spirit. Get up! So I could beat you more.", Ina remarked with a chuckle as she moves her arms on her side up as she tries to make the crowd cheer for her opponent to stand up as she sports a smug look on her face.

"Finally! You took ages!! Ooops haha getting feisty already are ya? What you gonna do? spit on my face again so i could beat you up again lit-GAHHH!!", Ina taunts to Monica as she finally see her walking towards her. Ina knew what was coming when she saw Monica's fist come up and blocked it with her hand keeping it in there for a while as she grabs it.

She didn't expect that headbutt though and was clearly thrown off guard as she'd stumble backwards. "What's with this girl and headbutts?" She thought. Ina would then feel her foe's knee connect with her exposed belly making her gasp in pain as she was winded out by the move. She would take a couple steps back with one hand on her stomach with her other hand searching for the ropes to grab to support her to stay up as she would be in a vulnerable position because of it.

[RJD]

Monica was already angry enough that Ina's words hardly even resonated, especially since she interrupted her with that heatbutt. The tough lightweight then buried her knee into Ina's core, causing the larger wrestler to stumble back to the ropes to lick her wounds.

With her opponent hanging onto the ropes for leverage Monica knew now was a good time to strike, so she would try to approach Ina, trying to smash her forearm across the right side of her face, before grabbing and spinning Ina round if she didn't counter. The spin made Ina face the ropes, seating up for what came next.

Monica leaped into the air and grabbed Ina's shoulders, pulling her back as she pressed her knees into the Military vet's back, trying to pull her down to the canvas with a back breaker, one which was purposefully angled in such a way that Ina would bounce off her knees and roll onto her front just above Monica's head.

Monica would then simply try to backwards roll on top of Ina, and grasp her hair tightly with one hand. " If you really want more spit, that can be arranged, though maybe keep your kinks to yourself. " Monica mocked, trying to spin Ina's comment back at her, while also taking control of the match.

[Violet]

She never fully realized the extent of Monica's anger until she felt her head connect to hers making her head snap backwards. And then came the knee that drilled her exposed stomach that made her reel back to the ropes as she bent over, clasping her stomach tightly.

By the time she brought her head up once again, she was met by the brawler's fist right across her jaw. Ina let out a gasp as her cheeks puffed out as air comes gushing out of her mouth. She stumbled backwards to the ropes making her vulnerable for a sickening backbreaker just like the one she used earlier.

Her arms shot up to the air as she fell, trying to hold to the ropes to stop it but she grabbed nothing but thin air. "GAHH!!", Ina let out a gasp of pain as her mouth gape open. Her back buckled on top of the sharp curves of Monica's folded knees before falling face first just right above her.

Just like a cruel adept fighter, Monica didn't waste anytime and backrolled on top of Ina's body and tugged her hair making her let out a cry of pain. Her eyes half closed and her teeth clenched as she tried to fight back the pain. "Unhand me, you imbecile!", Ina demanded as she squirms and crawls trying to go for a rope break.

[RJD]

Monica felt her strikes landing, which gave her a little bit of satisfaction, but she wouldn't calm down until Ina was hurting as much as she was. The lightweight managed to hit that back breaker, and rolled on top of Ina to stop her from retreating easily, though the bigger wrestler still had enough tenacity to immediately start clawing towards the ropes, causing Monica to chuckle and speak.

" Oh, sure go ahead! " Monica said, as she scrambled to tangle her legs round one of Ina's own and press her body into into the side of hers. Monica's arms reaching round towards Ina's head so she could join her hands and clutch them against Ina's chin, pulling upwards to try to lock her in a crippling cross face.

" Let's make it just a little bit harder though! Better get there fast, bitch." Monica said, her anger transitioning into sadism now that she was in control. The lightweight wanted to really do as much damage as possible before Ina got to the ropes, she figured that if she could at least cause her some grief first then having to break the submission wouldn't be too bad, with how close they were to the ropes to start with it wasn't like Ina wouldn't be able to get there rather quickly anyway.

[Violet]

Ina let down her guard one second and Monica took advantage of it with everything she got and finally put her in a tight spot with her in control. Ìna cried out in pain as she felt pressure on her back building up, the opening move of the double knee backbreaker certainly didn’t help as her hold just built up on top of the throbbing pain she received from that move . Her one hand grabbing Monica’s that was balling her blonde hair in a fist. Ina would grit her teeth trying not to groan from the pain to not give Monica the satisfaction as she speaks.

”Dig your own grave Monica, I’d break you even more because of this., Ina growled at her as she tried to crawl for the ropes, her hips swaying side to side at each push of her foot. Her eyes wandered around as she would then feel Monica change her position on top of her, her leg jerked as she felt it restricted. ”Gahhh!!, Ina would yelp in pain as she felt Monica's arms would coil around her chin in a vice like grip and yank it back hard in a crossface stopping her on her tracks.

Ina’s arms would circle around trying to find that much sought after bottom rope. Ina would take a deep breath as she would stretch her arm out before exhaling as she would have her wrist on the rope before grabbing it with her hand. ”Get this loser off me ref!! Now!, Ina would demand as she would then roll away from her foe as far as she could to get some distance as she writhes.

[RJD]

" Oh? Not if I brake you first right? " Monica responded as she locked in that crippler crossface, before grinning as Ina yelped, prompting the lightweight to yank back on her chin even harder. The bigger wrestler would take just a few moments to get to the ropes, but due to that Monica knew she didn't have to maintain her strength for the long haul and so took this as an opportunity to see how far above her normal output her strength could be, Monica pulling back with everything she had and even letting out a war cry.

After Ina grabbed the ropes the ref did as they were ordered, pulling on Monica after she didn't let go immediately, eventually making the lightweight click her tongue and let go.

Monica would then try to grab Ina's legs and drag her back to the middle of the ring, before stomping on her back once, and stepping to the side as she leaped into the air and stuck out her elbow, hoping to slam down onto Ina's back with a big elbow drop, putting all her weight behind it.

" So, do you want the humiliation before, or after the beatdown? " Monica would ask, really rubbing in their position now that she was in control, partly because Ina had been mocking her for her misfortune pretty much all match.

[Violet]

Ina would grunt as she held on to that rope for dear life as she thought Monica would just let her go. But Ina was in a rude awakening as she felt Monica pull even harder, making her cry out in pain rivalling Monica’s war cry in loudness. Her eyes closed shut as tears started to form at the corners of her eyes. ”Get the hell off me!!, Ina would demand between whimpers and laboured breaths as she would feel her grasp on the ropes weakening as she’s stretched like a pretzel.

Ina would then feel relieved as the ref finally forced her cheating opponent to let go.As she would then roll all over and writhe with one hand on her back and try to move her jaw around to relieve the pain. ”Wait! What? No! No! You are gonna regret thi-GAHHH!!”, Ina’s face would shoot right up, her expression contorted as her opponent targeted her back again. Ina would roll and writhe, her body curling in pain as she nursed her back with one hand. ”You’d pay for this!, Ina growled at her opponent while glaring at her with a raging flame inside her as they have just entered a point of no return. Ina would set to break this girl in half.

[RJD]

Monica took great satisfaction in Ina's pain and her attempts to intimidate her despite the position she was in, the lightweight made sport of intensifying her hold and pulling that chin up more anytime Ina threatened her. " I am? Then I better sure as hell enjoy it then! " Monica said before laughing, until Ina reached the rope.

The lightweight stood up as quickly as she could after releasing Ina, and would try to walk after Ina as she rolled away, and kick her in the side of her stomach as the malicious military woman growled something at her. " Damn lady, why are you so angry? Control freak doesn't like it when their opponent actually fights back? Well tough shit! " Monica said, as she tried to reach down and pull Ina up to a kneeling position.

The street fighter then tried to tightly wrap her arm around Ina's neck, and sink her other fist into her stomach to keep her nice and agreeable. Monica would then lock in a tight sleeper hold, and take a step back further from the ropes than they already were.