Blondes Have More Fun: Gisele LeBlanc vs. Betsy Lincoln

[BlackAkuma]

It might not have seemed like much, just a jab, but to Betsy it felt like the greatest punch she’d ever thrown. The sensation of the impact traveling down her arm, the sight of Gisele reeling from the blow, the raw electricity running through her body, it all came together to give her the shot of adrenaline she was craving. It wasn’t enough to bring her where she should’ve been in this match, she still had a ways to go, but it was a damn good start.

”Boom!”

It wasn’t enough to stop Gisele’s, not even slow her down all that much, and the other blonde retaliated in short, lashing out with a blow of her own. Even up close, Betsy could send the power in this strike and knew that it would’ve dropped her flat if it connected - but it wasn’t going to connect, and she made sure of that.

”It’s.”

She rocked her upper body back, letting the uppercut fly close, just missing her nose.

”My.”

She used the momentum from her dodge as she came around and lashed out with a right hook, aiming at Gisele’s ribs.

”Turn!”

Whether the first hit or not, Betsy doubled up and changed levels, throwing another right hook at the Frenchwoman’s face, hammerign her in short succession.

[Dubski]

As Gisele went for her European Uppercut, but Betsy had whiffed, which was good as she may have crushed her with it. As she missed, her ribs were wide open for a hook that hit hard. The French-Canadian hissed in pain, cringing as she moved an arm to block it. Then, a right hook caught her in the face after, sending LeBlanc stumbling back, holding her cheek with her other hand.

Shaking her head clear, Gisele groaned. "You... Have quite a punch there, Cheesecake," said LeBlanc, mustering a smile despite the pain she was in. Then, she assumed another fight pose, preparing to meet up with Betsy again, having been on the worser end of that exchange.

[BlackAkuma]

And three hits! Three!

It was all Betsy could do to keep herself from jumping for joy as those two shots connected. They hadn't done as much as she’d hoped - Gisele was seriously tough, tanking them like a heavyweight. But she wasn’t fast, and this was one of the rare times Betsy had range over her opponent. She could do this. She could win.

So long as she didn't get hit. That was kind of the important part.

”Just warming up.” She tapped her fists together, getting the iconic sound of slapping leather. ”Also, why am I cheesecake? Just random?”

She was legit curious where the nickname came from, but she didn’t give much time to answer the question, moving in soon after. She brought her fists up like she was going for another punch, but she shook things up instead, and swung her legs low, aiming a swift kick at the side of Gisele’s knees.

[Dubski]

Gisele slowly approached Betsy as her opponent did the same, arms up and at the ready. LeBlanc looked amused by the question, but before she could answer, a punch seemed like it was coming at her again, which she felt ready for, but she was hit with a kick instead! "Ah!" hissed the Powderbuff in pain as she held her hurt knee, hopping on her good foot for a moment as she held it.

She turned, getting into another grappling stance after shaking out her leg briefly, watching Betsy as she mustered another smile. "You are Cheesecake because, even if you do rude things like that... You still look delicious," remarked the buff blondeshell with a wink, preparing once more for whatever Betsy might throw at her this time.

[BlackAkuma]

Betsy moved back after the kick, staying on her toes, nice and loose. She had a full laugh at the answer and wiped her off her nose. ”I look delicious, huh?” She swerved left and right and left again, never staying on the center lane, making Gisele fight to keep her in view. She had a playful wink and wagged her finger. ”Too bad you’re too slow for a taste.”

At ringside, Troy was having some mixed emotions. It was good to see his wife getting into the spirit of things, really good, but she had a habit of getting carried away when she was on top. She would start ramping things up, going for bigger shots and wilder moves. Stuff that would leave her open.

Stuff, like say, a tornado kick.

Which is exactly what she tried next. Crap.

Betsy threw out a low kick first, one that came up short of Gisele’s leg on purpose. Instead of pulling it back, she kept spinning, went into a full turn, and swung her leg out again at the end of the twirl, throwing a powerful roundhouse kick at the end, one that went for her opponent’s head. It was a tornado kick, a move that would only really work on someone who was stunned or didn’t have much experience with strikes. Betsy was probably betting on the latter, but was it a good bet? Well…

[Dubski]

Gisele was making sure to be hyper focused on whatever Betsy would attempt now, seeing how dangerous she could be. The Powderbuff waits until a low kick came at her again, but she kept her eye on Betsy as she side-stepped. She wasn't much of a striker, but she certainly had been trained to at least be decent at dealing with it.

After she side-stepped, the French-Canadian could see Lincoln coming at her again with what seemed like some kind of roundhouse kick. To LeBlanc's credit, she was still speedy enough, being such a tiny powerhouse, and she ducked down as the leg came soaring over her as Betsy landed on the mat!

Without wasting time, Gisele would grab hold of her opponent's leg and then wrapped it over her shoulders. "Oh, Cheesecake... I'll savor all the taste I want," with a purr. And then she applied the Stretch Muffler hold she calls the Buff Bend.

[BlackAkuma]

Spin, build up momentum, lash out, and BAM! Betsy might not have had the raw power that Gisele could boast, but she could generate some serious impact when she had the space to do so. All she needed was one good strike on this woman’s head, and she would fall like a deck of cards.

Spin, build up momentum, lash out, and-

”Ah, nuts.”

She knew was in trouble the second her foot slashed through nothing but air. She came down and tried to get out of range before Gisele could capitalize, but nope! Too late.

Betsy waved her arms around as Gisele snagged her leg and put it over her shoulder, bending it around her neck like a piece of jewelry. With nowhere to and the ropes too far for her to reach, all she could do was wave around like a fish on a hook and try to push off the floor to alleviate the pressure.

[Dubski]

Gisele had managed to lock in the Buff Bend, starting to stretch Betsy over her effortlessly. She beamed happily winking to the crowd as she shook her opponent once. LeBlanc would then say, "Too slow for a taste, you were saying?" With a giggle, the French Canadian would then turn her head and give a big lick up Betsy's luscious thigh. "Mmm! Well... you taste just as delicious as I expected." Then, she gave a small nibble just for good measure.

The Powderbuff would then toss down Lincoln's leg and blew a kiss to the crowd, who was loving her powerful display. Then, Gisele rolled over Betsy and grabbed her at the same time, rolling back to her feet with Betsy over her shoulders. Then, she would attempt to lift her up and over her with both hands with a Gorilla Press, aiming to show off more of her strength to the crowd by having Betsy hoisted up high!

[BlackAkuma]

Yes, getting her leg bent like this sucked. Betsy was a flexible sort, better than most, but even she could only take so much. She had to grit her teeth as Gisele bounced her about, doing her best to alleviate the pressure.

But you know, that lick on the thigh? She didn’t hate it. Nope, not at all. She shivered at the contact, had a little sigh, then went back to squirming. ”Ugh, more licking, less bending, please.”

Troy hadn't failed to miss it, either, though he was having more of a mixed reaction. Arms folded, rubbing his chin, he held back for the moment and looked on, as Gisele finally dumped a relieved Betsy to the mat. She started to push her way back up, when the pint-sized powerhouse decided she was going to show off more of her staggering strength.

Betsy went up and stayed up, hoisted high in the air with her astounding power. Impressive? Sure. Terrifying, too. ”Okay, you’re strong, I get it, put me down gently, please!”

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc soon had Betsy held aloft for the crowd for the Gorilla Press, keeping her high in the air with ease. Then, the Powderbuff began to turn, making sure all four sides of the ring got a good look. "Put you down... Gently?" asked the French-Canadian with a loud giggle. "Cheesecake, I don't do anything gently."

Taking a deep breath, she quickly brought her arms down, then tossed up Betsy Lincoln, stepping forward and letting her drop down to the mat with her impressive Gorilla Press Slam named Flex On Em! Then, she would flex both of her arms, smiling cheerfully and offering a brief wink to Troy on the outside.