Make it Double - Jessica Parker vs Yoko Littner

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Plagiarism surely didn't cross her moral boundaries, she could afford to borrow a few things from Yoko's colourful vocabulary except. "Grass...are you stalking?...I mean shut up!" She was a little desperate during her grace period between release and debut.

As if she had the DNA of every serpent in her blood, Jessica's biceps continued to relentlessly compress her opponent's body, hoping some lasting physical damage can finally get this pest off her trail. "Wow your back is one huge blindspot. You need a new job..maybe teaching how to get schooled?" Nothing was going to let her up for the time being. The official decided to observe standing in front of both women.

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"hhhnnghhk!" Grunting through grit teeth, Yoko was enduring being crushed in Jessica's grasp. Yoko preferred a frontal bearhug though, but beggars can't be choosers.
Yoko stopped with the sass for a few moments, but only because she was confused about Jessica's reaction to Yoko's random gibberish, the grass eating thing in particular. Jessica seemed to respond to that a bit too seriously.
However, before Yoko could share her wisdom on that topic, Jessica switched the topic to a change of career, which rustled another branch of Yoko's sass - replying truthfully to the comments or questions that are probably rhetorical.
"Uuugghhk... Heh, now that you mention it ggghnnnk! I was thinking about. Ggghhrk! Becoming a teacher!" Yoko would exclaim that last part as she would shoot her head backwards towards in hopes to hit Jessica's face with a backwards headbutt.

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A reverse bearhug was just too favourable. Less chance of being resisted and more opportunities to trash her victims from literally behind. Jessica doubled down on the submission hold before she was distracted by their constantly unusual conversations, although she was practically fuelling the fire with her own dose of sass.

As if the situation couldn't become more of a comedy routine, Jessica learnt a bit too much about Yoko's future than she asked. "Why don't you tell them the story of...AUGHH! BITCH!" Unable to evade in time, her face felt as it were on fire thanks to the surprise headbutt. She had trouble thinking straight assuming that her nose was bleeding even more now. Before Yoko could think of taking control of the fight, the poisonous woman had to act fast, so she looked briefly ahead and pivoted her opponent around. Then Jessica released her opponent from the bearhug, shoving her away towards the referee.

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Partly, Yoko was interested in hearing the end of that sentence, but she couldn't let the chance to headbutt the bitch slip away. "Ughh..!" Yoko felt the back of her head sting as well and Jessica's still strong grip prevented Yoko from following up with an elbow to the ribs in time.
Before Yoko could do that, Jessica tossed her towards the ref like a pokeball.
Yoko's eyes went wide just before the "aaaghh!!!" Yoko and all her weight bumped hard into the ref.
The ref immediately went offline when their foreheads met and because of all that momentum, Yoko fell together with and on top of the ref.
Now Yoko's forehead was stinging too, but unlike the ref, she was online.
Yoko was grimacing and groaning with her eyes closed and it would take her a few moments to get back in action.

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The story of Jessica's triumphant victory would remain ambiguous thanks to a recent twist. Her nose still felt like a volcano and slowly ran even after Yoko finally separated from the heel. She needed all of the time to regain her bearings, even if it meant causing a little accident towards their moderator and earn further ire. Minus some rowdy unrest in the crowd, Jessica decided to step back and take refuge near the ropes, while a plan concocted in her head.

"Hmmm?" Something suddenly shined near the edge underneath the spotlights, thus warranting the heel's attention. The source being her tournament trophy having attained no stains throughout all this mess. It must have rolled this way because of the initial scuffle. The prize definitely was sturdy to take a fall. Could it take another bump?

Since there was nobody around to enforce the rules then everything was legal. An idea hatched in Jessica's mind as she picked what was rightfully hers, scooping the trophy in between her coiled left arm. While crouched down the sinister woman embark towards the broken pile, both pupils focused on Yoko. Her right arm tried to snag the biker's near foot and drag the groaning woman so she could be separated from the unconscious ref. Once her opponent was touching the mat, Jessica didn't waste anymore time by pulling out the trophy in front of her and hold it with both hands. Desperately hoping that Yoko was still recharging, she aimed to blindside the woman once more by swinging the metal weapon against her neck!

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Opening her eyes slowly, Yoko realised the problem at hand - the ref was out. What would happen now? Does this mean the match is over? Wait a minute... I ran into the ref... So technically I'm the one who knocked the ref out, so does this mean that... IM DISQUALIFIED?!!
This was Yoko's thought process until she felt being grabbed by the leg and pulled.

'Oh shit!' then the real problem dawned on Yoko. This meant there were no rules! And considering that Jessie held the title of Miss Bitch 2022, Yoko gulped in anxious and worried anticipation as she started to kick around and crawl forwards towards the ropes.
"Ghaaagh!!" Yoko cried out when she was whacked on her upper back by a solid object. Yoko's body was immediately planted back to the mat and a clear, red mark appeared on the area where she was hit.
"Ggghrr!" Yoko grunted as she got back to crawling towards the ropes. She would attempt to grab onto the lower rope and lift herself up.

If that failed, Yoko would attempt to roll or just clumsily drop out of the ring in desperation

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That match would continue for the time being. Either wait until a conscious referee security coming to de-escalate before things got even more brutal.

With a devious smile drawn on the heel's face, she was eager to take out the biker's head with her shiny trophy raining down. However Yoko proved to be conscious enough to cause the slightest bit of damage control. "Hmph..." A bit disappointed that at most the trophy only produced a red mark and a slightly stained prize as opposed to an unconscious woman.

Maybe she just needed to go two for two and properly line her shot this time. Jessica decided to wait for her opponent to approach the ropes. Once Yoko would turn around, the crook would then thrust the metal trophy once again, this time aiming the base towards Yoko's crown!

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The crowd started booing the evil redhead the moment they saw that Jessie was going to use and abuse the fact that the ref was down, which was thanks to Jessie herself, by the way.

And then we had Yoko, the good redhead, the one that was meant to be hero who would send the evil redhead blasting off over the horizon.
So, when Yoko grabbed onto the bottom rope, she got reinvigorated by the encouraging cheers.
Yoko got to the middle rope and turned around. She only managed to widen her eyes before she got a concussion.
THWACK!!
"Ghwaakh!!" Yoko spat out as her face was smashed by the trophy. Blood splashed on the mat and a tooth flew out of Yoko's mouth and the redhead herself just fell onto her side as if she was just struck by Mike Tyson with a clean hook.

Jessica was clearly just waiting for Yoko to turn around to smack her, but at this point Yoko didn't care. She was so dazed, she couldn't quite process what was going on. Everything was blurry, but she could see a pair of feet in front of her. It felt like she had earplugs on, the only thing she could hear was a buzzing sound in her head.
Blood was running from Yoko's mouth and the side of her face where she was hit.
But due to her concussed state, her brain failed to process the information and make conclusions on what was happening.
Yoko was just letting out some low moans as she was laying on her side, making some minor movements here and there. She was dazed, but not out.

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Letting Yoko support herself through the ropes gave watchers a sense of false hope, resulting in even more anguish after yet another brutal weapon shot. It took a second strike for Jessica to get the desirable result. Her reaction to all of this?

"Oh great I have to wash this..." Concentrating more on a minor blood stain accumulated on the trophy. She shown no shame disregarding the rules for the sole purpose of beating Yoko's head in. Yet she somehow had more work to be done since the biker still was conscious. "Hmph..." Looming beside the fallen woman, the sadistic fighter would raise her left foot only to drop it against Yoko's neck, grinding it into her skin so she could hear the defenceless challenger choke. The crowd becoming even more hostile as if ready to jump through the barricades.

"Move!" As if that wasn't cruel enough, the cold-blood woman would throw a sharp kick towards the side in a bid to forcibly roll the bleeding Yoko firmly onto her stomach. If properly lined up, Jessica then took a brief leap into the air coming down onto the biker's spine for a knee drop!

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Jessica was such a scumbag and it was making Yoko furious that she was pulling all the underhanded tricks in the book. Yoko came to LAW to compete in more sportsmanlike matches and yet she was being choked by Jessie's foot right now.
"Ggkkhh..." Yoko's hands of immediately grabbed onto the leg and instinctively tried to push it off to the side.
However the chokening stopped only when Jessie decided so.
"Oouph!" Yoko was rolled onto her front by a kick. Yoko held onto her hurting side, not being able to care about anything else. For now...
Like how one more punt like that and she would be rolling out of the ring.
"Ghhaaaaaaghck!!!" And then Yoko started caring about something else...
A loud, dreadful cry escaped as her spine got knee-dropped in what felt like an anvil falling onto her back. Yoko's body even bent backwards a little and some blood squirted out of Yoko's mouth during that short motion.
When was this going to stop? A sense of dread was creeping onto the redhead.