Blood and Guts: Bad Girl vs. Micaiah Wilson

[BlackAkuma]

The tackle worked and they both went down, even managed to knock away Micaiah’s chair in the fracas. Bad Girl supposed that was a small victory, but nowhere close to what she really wanted, here - she could’ve beaten this bitch’s face to a pulp in any kind of match. Here, she wanted to use weapons. She wanted to grab something and wail on this dirty looking skank until she was a mewling mess on the floor. And there, not too far away, was something that would do the trick.

A kendo stick.

It had been one of the random things she’d hurled into the ring, and it wasn’t too far off, now. She reached out, got her fingers around it, but Micaiah’s retaliation came in before she had the chance to make good use of it, shoving her off and giving her a punch for her troubles.

With distance between them now, she pushed her way back up with the kendo stick in hand, using it for some extra support as she rose. ”Fucking hag.” She spat off to the side and began moving Micaiah’s way again with the stick raise, ready to strike out as soon as she was close enough.

[Arjuna]

Micaiah saw Bad Girl grabbing a kendo stick, though thanks to her punch, she managed to drive Bad Girl away from her, allowing her a brief moment of respite. Breathing hard, Micaiah pushed herself up, keeping her eyes on Bad Girl so that he could see what she was up to next. Seeing her opponent armed with a kendo stick, Micaiah made sure to move backwards, putting more distance between herself and Bad Girl before she picked another steel chair.

As soon as she picked up the steel chair, Micaiah saw Bad Girl coming her way with the kendo stick in her hand. Gritting her teeth, Micaiah held the steel chair out, using it to discourage Bad Girl from swinging her kendo stick at her. Then she would step forth, hoping to drive the steel chair right into Bad Girl's midsection, though this would also expose her to whatever Bad Girl might do to her next, considering that she was holding a kendo stick. But it was a risk that Micaiah was willing to take here.

[BlackAkuma]

Bad Girl was starting to begrudgingly admit that Micaiah wasn’t the pushover she’d hoped she would be. The woman was tough, and even though she looked like the living embodiment of burnt cigarette butt, she could throw hands well enough. It wasn’t going to be an easy win.

But Bad Girl was going to win.

She moved in, swinging the kendo stick, but Micaiah turned out to be a little too quick on the draw. Her steel chair shot into her midsection, knocked her off her feet, and sent her tumbling out of the ring. She came down on her back and rolled up to her feet, stumbling away towards the announcer’s table the whole way.

[Arjuna]

Micaiah managed to knock Bad Girl out of the ring after hitting her with her chair. Sneering at her as she looked at her outside, Micaiah decided to join her outside the ring, and considering that this was a hardcore match, they wouldn't be counted out. Landing right outside the ring, she looked at Bad Girl who had rolled herself over to the announcer's table, and she would follow after her with the steel chair still in her hands.

Once she managed to reach Bad Girl, Micaiah would lift the steel chair over her head before she swung it down, hitting it right onto her body, looking to hurt her some more. And she would do it a few times before she tossed the chair aside. She was planning to make use of everything outside the ring in order to hurt her opponent some more.

[BlackAkuma]

As bad as it might’ve looked, Bad Girl had been in worse spots in her career as a pro wrestler. Hardcore matches were her life blood, and she’d incurred just about every form of damage you could imagine. There wasn’t too much she wasn’t used to taking, few kinds of damage she couldn't endure…but there was a limit to anything, and today she was finding herself getting pushed to that limit at an alarming rate.

She had only started her recovery when she felt the cold bite of steel on her back, hammering her against the announcer’s table. She cried out, then spun around, only to take a hard shot right across the chest. Her hands were up now, trying her best to block the blows, but they kept coming, one after the other, pain on top of pain.

When the onslaught was over, Bad Girl was left to fall on her ass, slumping against the announcer’s table, but the heated, feral look on her face never faltered for a single second. She was still pissed off.

She just couldn't do anything about it.

Yet.

[Arjuna]

Micaiah kept smashing Bad Girl with her steel chair before she stopped, smirking in satisfaction. Tossing aside the bent-up steel chair, she then bent down to pull Bad Girl up, planning to continue brutalizing her outside the ring. This time, she would grab her body, hoist her up before body slamming her into the nearest barricade, having her spine collide brutally against the hard surface of the object.

"Hah! Get fucked, bitch!"

Sneering at her opponent, Micaiah would then turn around, looking to pick up another thing that she could use to hit her opponent with. She thought that there was a fire extinguisher somewhere under the ring, and she wanted to use it on Bad Girl. Though she would have to leave Bad Girl at the barricade for now in order to look for it.

[BlackAkuma]

Broken ribs. Definitely broken ribs. At least two, if Bad Girl had to guess.

It was kind of hard to be sure at the moment, with her body flaring up with so much pain, but yeah - something was definitely broken. Maybe a few somethings. It felt like her insides were kindling, cracked bones with every move she made, to the point where all her body wanted to do was just lay down and rest.

She might’ve listened, too, if she wasn’t so fucking pissed off. Rage made for a great anesthetic, though, and having a moment to breathe helped as well, as Micaiah backed off and moved to the ring apron, no doubt looking for her next weapon. Kind of pointless, really - why go that far, when anything you could get your hands on would do? Hell, Bad Girl saw a weapon right now, perfectly within arms’ reach.

She reached over, grabbed a monitor off the announcer’s desk, and yanked it hard to free it from the cord. With her large, blunt object in hand, she didn’t even bother going over to her opponent to bean her with the damn thing - she just raised it above her head, took aim, and chucked it at Micaiah’s head from across the walkway, hoping to clock the bitch before she could realize what was coming her way.

[Arjuna]

Rummaging through the stuff under the ring, Micaiah took her time finding a fire extinguisher there. Once she finally found it, she would pull the safety pin off of it and ready to use it on Bad Girl, but before she could stand upright to use this newfound weapon, she saw a monitor flying towards her.

"UGGHHHHH!!"

The monitor struck her right at her head, and she fell backwards, losing her grip on the fire extinguisher. The monitor was quite a heavy object, not to mention hard as well. She groaned in pain as she hold onto her head. She could feel some kind of wetness on her palms, indicating that she was busted open by the monitor.

[BlackAkuma]

Someone screamed. You’d think they never saw blood before.

Bad Girl had a slim, manic smile as her opponent went down, clocked by the monitor and laid out. The bitch was tougher than she’d expected, she’d give her that - she thought LAW would be full of losers and silly bitches in tight outfits. That wasn’t too far off from the bikini Micaiah had on for some strange reason, but at least she had some skill to make up for it. Probably couldn't say that about everyone.

With her opponent down and laid out, Bad Girl took her time to walk over, catching her breath as she did. ”What’s wrong? Biting off more than you can chew, you little shit?” She brought her heel up and drove it down for a brutal stomp to her opponent’s midsection, aiming the spike of her heel right for the navel and putting her weight behind it. ”Fucking speak!”

[Arjuna]

Micaiah wasn't stranger to being busted open like this. Still, it hurt like hell, and she would rather not deal with the pain anytime soon. As she tried to focus on the match, trying to ignore the pain from being wounded, Bad Girl came over to her and started stomping on her body, and she screamed out in pain each time Bad Girl's foot hit her midsection.

"ARGHHH!! AARGHHHH!!"

Things had gotten from bad to worse. And her blood even got in her eyes, making it hard for Micaiah to see. She couldn't defend herself from her opponent, and her blood started to drip onto the floor. Bad Girl would be free to do whatever she wanted, and there would be no way Micaiah could stop her.