Mic Chick vs. Renatta "Rumble" Tyndale

[Dubski]

Mic Chick wasn't about to let Renatta have any chance to keep coming at her. She was bigger, stronger, and every hit would certainly hurt Mic far more than any hits might hurt Rumble. Fortunately, Mic was quicker, and she continually proved as much during the match up so far. The Ring Rocker hit the Beat Drop, staggering Renatta quite a bit as the newcomer was stumbling back to one knee. It wasn't enough, but Mic would for damn sure make sure it would be enough.

Licking her lips briefly after she landed, Mic didn't waste any more time continuing her assault. Trying to catch Renatta before she could recover from that hit, she would immediately race to the ropes to the side of her opponent, at a full sprint as she came back quick. She was going to take this girl down, whether she liked it or not. As Chick got close, she did a smaller hop, moving to wrap her legs around Renatta's head again as she shouted, "See ya!" And then, she would attempt a low headscissors, aiming to spike Renatta Rumble's skull directly into the mat. The lower angle was primed for Mic to ensure that head would continue to take a beating. It would just take another flip of her hips to make it happen!

[PuroQueen]

Renatta's fingers roughly gripped her curly hair as she unleashed another loud cry, this time out of frustration rather than pain. The newcomer knew she had the strength, skill, and willpower to beat her opponent, but Mic's Chick agility was becoming an increasingly difficult hurdle to overcome. A few more power moves like her suplex from before, And Renatta knew she could turn this match around for good. If only she could get her hands on the speedy rocker bitch.

Raising her chin, Renatta was greeted with the sight of her opponent running back towards her once more. She let out a muffled yelp as Mic's Chick's legs wrapped around her head. Right away, Renatta knew she was bound for yet another once way trip to the mat, but this time, the Jamaican had no intentions of being the only one smashed into the canvas.

Her hands acted almost instantly, clutching onto the sides of Mic Chick's thighs as soon as they had found purchase around her neck. Using her tight grip, Renatta attempted to alter the course of Mic Chick's downwards momentum, hoping to inflict some damage of her own by combining her opponent's headscissor ddt with a low angle powerbomb of her own!

[Dubski]

Mic Chick was still roaring forward with momentum and using her swiftness to keep ahead of Renatta Rumble. As soon as she saw her on one knee, she knew she needed to take her down now. At a full on sprint, the Ring Rocker was coming right for the Jamaican and did a shorter leap into the air, wrapping her legs around Renatta's head, hoping to send her down into the mat again. The already head rocked Renatta was about to take another hard hit to the skull with an unceremonious landing, but Mic, in an instant, felt her legs being grabbed as well.

The singer would then find herself being sent down hard in a small powerbomb. It wasn't as devastating due to the height of it, but it still smarter. Chick hit the mat and then put both hands behind her head, groaning from the impact. The suddenness was probably what rattled her more about it as she rolled away onto her front from Renatta, trying to get her wits about her again from that stinger.

[PuroQueen]

It wasn't nearly as powerful a move as she was capable of, but at this point, Renatta was just happy to be landing anything at all. Mic Chick's attack was thwarted by the rookie's quick thinking, but Renatta didn't out of it completely unscathed either. Her head dropped forward unceremoniously towards the mat, spared the added devastation of her opponent's takedown, but enough to stun her nonetheless.

With a loud groan, Renatta clutched the front of her head with her palm of her hand, looking upwards to see her opponent in a similar state of shock. "You thought that was bad huh? Just wait until I really get my hands on you" The Jamaican taunted as she made a quick but shaky rise to her feet. The sway of the match hadn't been decided yet, but Renatta hardly wanted to give her opponent any more chances to push it in her favor. Shaking off the pain as quickly as she could, Rumble made a mad march towards her opponent.

Hoping to catch Mic Chick before she could fully collect herself again, Renatta paved the way with large commanding strides. Once she had closed the distance, she would launch her leading leg up in front of her, attempting to ram Mic Chick in the face and back into the mat with her signature Big Booty Boot!

[Dubski]

Mic was starting to pull herself up off the mat. The mini-powerbomb had hurt, but she still was in a pretty good position. She was certain that Renatta Rumble had taken some damage from her attack as well, and that she was just a simple by-product of the damage. It wouldn't be the first time the Ring Rocker would have exchanged her own pain for more pain on her opponent. A little trade-off was fine with Mic. It was practically expected, despite how much she might regret it in the morning. This was tame compared to other bits of pain she's taken to hurt her opponents.

But all she needed to do was get back up and then get right back on Renatta like an obnoxious little bee, continuing to sting her with some more quick moves. She had managed to push herself up off of her knees, starting to stand. Except when she did, she was implanted with a big boot, sending her slamming back into the mat and folding up before her lower half flopped over to the side. Mic would then hold her face with one hand, groaning and gritting her teeth from the high impact kick.

Lulling for a moment, Chick knew she had to start willing herself up before Renatta Rumble could sink her claws into her. She rolled over onto her side, starting to push herself onto her hands and knees. A feat far easier if her face wasn't throbbing right now, but she had to make due.

[PuroQueen]

"BOOYAH!" Renatta roared loudly as her big boot landed square in her opponent's face. The crowd couldn't have asked for better summation of the rookie's power as Mic Chick was immediately sent hurdling towards the mat. Never one to miss an opportunity to gloat, Renatta put on a short show for the crowd, pounding her chest with both fists before pivoting back to face her opponent.

"Don't bother getting up hon, I believe I still owe you one real powerbomb!" Renatta snickered, grabbing onto the back of her opponent's neck to stop her from rising any further. If Mic Chick was still bent over, Renatta would then attempt to hook each of her arms behind her opponent's back and into a double underhook, before straddling her thighs around Mic's head.

If she was successful, Renatta would then begin a surge of upwards strength, attempting to lift Mic Chick off the ground before flipping her over and driving her to the mat with a massive sit-out Tiger Bomb!

[Dubski]

The Ring Rocker was busy trying to push up while Renatta Rumble was showboating. Something Mic would normally appreciate if it wasn't because she was just booted directly in her face. That soured the situation for her quite a bit. She groaned, getting ready to get right back up until the powerful Rumble grabbed hold of her head and then shoved her head between her legs. Mic immediately began fighting back, trying to scramble out of there, but then her arms were hooked! Chick would frantically fight back, trying to drop down to give Renatta less leverage, but it would turn out to not matter.

Suddenly, she was hoisted up into the air, and she knew this would definitely hurt. Mic Chick went crashing into the ground after a flip in a Tiger Bomb, letting out a loud yell of pain as she landed. Hands went instantly to the back of her head again as she lay folded with her legs over Rumble's shoulders, body bucking in pain from the strong attack, keeping her out of commission right now and giving Renatta a clear advantage against the wrestling musician.

[PuroQueen]

The roar of the crowd was nearly drowned out by Rumble's powerbomb, which sent shockwaves throughout the ring upon impact. Mic Chick's body crumpled beneath her, legs draped over Renatta's shoulder as she sat with a self-satisfied grin across her face while she took in the sights and sounds of the cheering arena. Looking back at Mic Chick, Renatta was greeted with the sight of her opponent reeling and grimacing in pain.

"Alright sweet thang, lets end this thing before you get hurt any further" Renatta cooed with mock concern for her opponent's well being. Already positioned in place for the pin, Renatta grabbed onto both of her opponent's calves and began bending Mic Chick's legs closer to her body, her eyes staring unwaveringly into her opponent's green counterparts.

She motioned with a nod for the referee to begin the count without ever losing gaze of her opponent, eager to see how much, if any, of the rocker chick's resolve had been sapped by that powerbomb. With a confident grin, Renatta began counting along with the referee: "One! ..."

[Dubski]

Mic Chick was in a world of pain from the few moves Renatta Rumble had landed on her so far, but this one was by far the most painful of them. Her head ached and everything felt dizzy as she continued to lay there on the mat holding her head. She heard the banter from Renatta still and was happy to ignore it right now, because thinking about it would probably make her head hurt even more. But what she did hear was the referee, starting her count, which Rumble was mimicking too. That doofus, thought Mic.

"ONE!"

She grit her teeth and scowled up at Renatta. She obviously wasn't about to let herself lose here. She had far more left in her tank, even if things hurt quite a bit right now.

"TWO!"

The Ring Rocker began to gather her strength, groaning under her breath. Screw this chick.

"TH--"

Mic had thrown her body up and off to the side, landing on her front after the pin attempt. Grunting loudly, she looked up at Rumble spitefully, pushing the front half of her body up with both hands. And then she reached back and then swung with a slap directly to the shaved side of Renatta's head. Not to inflict too much pain, but to show her more disrespect by smacking the part of her head that would make the most noise as a sign of her defiance. Absolutely screw this chick.

[PuroQueen]

It was a weird feeling, equally wanting to secure a win right here and now, while also wanting to keep fighting. On the one hand, a quick victory really would make for quite the dramatic debut, but on the other hand, there were so many tricks up her sleeve that she hadn't yet shown the world, and more importantly, Mic Chick. She continued to stare down at her opponent, eyes daring her to summon the strength to endure the beating just a little longer.

And oh boy, she did not disappoint.

Renatta's grip on her opponent had been firm and commanding, but Mic Chick had managed to squirm out of it regardless. The count was broken at the last possible second, leaving Renatta with a simultaneously amused yet satisfied smile as she leaned in to get face to face with her opponent. "Well well well, looks like you haven't learned your lesson yet, huh? Whatssa matter? What happened to that rockin' voice of yours, HUH!? didya spend it all screaming? You know hon, maybe this ain't the right business for ya-AAACK!" Renatta yelped as she was suddenly taken aback with a malicious slap!

The whole arena let out a collective gasp as the deafening cheers came to a sudden standstill. Renatta's smug look had been quite literally wiped off her face, her head now swiveled 90 degrees from where it had once been pointed. The whole arena waited with baited breath as Renatta slowly turned around to face her opponent, palm pressed against the side of her head. The Titantron above revealed that the spark that had once illuminated her brown eyes was now a raging fire.

Without another word, Renatta raised her hand high and mightily, aiming to hammer down a retaliatory and vicious back-handed bitch slap right into Mic's cheek!