Mary "Quiet Beast" Clarison vs. Aphrodite "The Love of the World"

[SimplyMoon]

Aphrodite would stomp and stomp with no end in sight, getting rather dangerously close to the crotch at every single point as she terrorized the calf muscle with each vicious stomp. Soon the referee wasn't having any of it and quickly began to scold the blonde to stop her assault. The goddess would acknowledge the request, not before giving one last good stomp, letting the referee check Mary as Aphrodite took in a hail of boos as she walked around the ring shaking her curvaceous hips.

Doing only one rotation around, she'd make her way back over towards her opponent again. A few more ideas started to pop into her mind such as a rather twisted submission hold that she was sure make the blunette tapped. A Texas Cloverleaf or maybe even her favorite the Anchor Hold. It could even be something worse as hands went down to Mary's legs again.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary was in trouble, having received numerous stomps on her thighs from the rather vicious lady known as Aphordite. Her thighs in pain, Mary could only feel pain and more pain from the strikes, as she saw Aphordite coming over to her, ready to continue her assault.

When Aphordite reaches her arm out, Mary would attempt to grab it, declare "NO!" with an angered look on her face, and throw Aphordite onto her back and lock in a Cross Armbreaker.

People like this deserve no mercy.

[SimplyMoon]

The goddess had planned to come straight back to Mary now, knowing exactly what kind of hold she was going to put this loser into, going to grab the leg that she would use to start the terribly hold that she had planned to use. However, as soon as she had taken hold of it, Mary seemed to snap to, grabbing her and stumbling on to her back. Her arm snapped out, her blue haired foe having a good grip on it as the goddess soon found herself in an armbreaker style submission.

"Ow, damn it! Get off me!" she'd commanded, wincing as her arm found itself straining under the lock, not to mention the quickness of how it was applied.

[Epicsnivy]

After what Aphordite had try to do to her earlier in the match, Mary was done with being merciful to her opponent. She latched onto the arm like a snake wraps around its prey. She put all her strength into straining the arm of Aphordite, ready to make the blond suffer.

"If you want me to let go, just please do yourself a favor and tap! Mary demanded as she attempted to put more pressure and strain on the arm. She will make Aphordite suffer and tap for what she did.

[SimplyMoon]

Aphrodite thrashed around as she was held in the painful hold, arm being stretched out in a painful manner. Mary had managed to lock in the hold, and from the goddess's position, it would be difficult to escape the hold by a rope break. The blonde was indeed getting exactly what she deserved, reaping what she sowed while trying to escape. The only thing she really could do was try and pull back her arm, feeling as it was going to snap as she put as much of her strength as she could into the effort.

"A goddess... O' God you bitch... doesn't quit," she cursed at her, pulling and squirming as best she could.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary kept on the Cross Armbreaker, hearing Aphordite call her some less then nice things. Mary knew she was many things, shy, timid, inexperienced , but not really that word Aphordite called her. This caused her to put additional strain on the arm as a rebuke.

There was sadly a difference in strength between the two, Aphordite being the stronger one of the two, as she forced Mary to let go of the Armbreaker. Mary laid flat on her back, trying to recover her breath and energy, making sure she was ready for the next part of the match.

[SimplyMoon]

With all her strength and might, the goddess of love managed to escape, powering through it by sheer force of will rather than pure wit and strategy. However, this left her tired and sore, laying out on the mat as she fell forward. Her arm was sore, obvious as she tried to push herself back and said arm giving out, "Aww... damn it..." she let out, the other arm trying to drag herself to the rope. If she could make it there, exposing herself to further attacks by looking away. More a concern was getting herself up.

"Arm..." she'd mutter under her breath, managing to get up.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary started to get up, picking herself up to her feet. Luckily when she was recovering, Aphordite was recovering as well. Thank goodness she did not make a mistake trying to recover her energy. She got up to her feet, seeing Aphordite trying to get away from her. It was still weird to Mary that someone would actually try to escape from her. Mary knew she would make a big mistake if Aphordite reached the ropes. So she had to keep going and make Aphordite tap..

Mary ran as quick as she could, as fast as she could. If she managed to get to Aphordite, she would quickly try to grab Aphordite's arm and Slam it down, trying to damage it further.

[SimplyMoon]

That poor choice of position would prove itself to be so as Mary come up from behind and slammed the so-called goddess's arm straight back down to the mat. It stung with pain, Aphrodite holding it as she squirmed on the mat, getting the attention of the referee. Had something been broken? The answer was of course not really that badly hurt, attempting to get sympathy from the referee as she was checked up on. The arm did hurt from its continued abuse, but with time she could easily recover just enough to ignore it for now.

"My arm... I think... I think she broke it," she says to the referee as she was checked upon. While the referee seemed to believe it, it was very obvious that Aphrodite was lying, bluffing the injury with crocodile tears.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary had it with Aphordite, especially with the way the so called Love of the World was treating her earlier in the match. She stomped on the Goddess's Arm, and saw her crying about the pain she was in.Mary tried to approach her, but the referee held Mary off.

Mary being a nice person, waited until the referee was done with Aphordite, so they can continue the match.