Karla “Ray” Reinhardt vs Panther Risako (Apex Qualifier)

[Monsy]

Listen to that dog yelp! Scream and scream, always scream. Veterans might look like tempered swords, but take it from your friend Tiki -- they're just left out piles of pudding. No taste and spoiled. Karla had a laugh. Though they shuffled along, crawling as gnats usually do towards the ropes. The only thing that can save them.

"Where do you think you're crawling to?" She said, releasing the single-leg. If only to turn over and seat Risako's back, reach to cup underneath Risako's chin, pull back and adjust the arms over her jutted thighs. A camel-clutch! One that came with a secret taunt as she leaned in to their ear. "Cry for your fans." Then pulled back again! Full-thrust this time!

[Arjuna]

Risako tried to crawl towards the ropes, but then, Karla let go of her leg, only to then sit on her back. Feeling the weight of her opponent on her back, Risako knew that things would go from bad to worse as her opponent then put her into a camel clutch. Her arms were draped over her opponent's thighs, and due to this, she was unable to use her hands to drag herself closer to the ropes. When Karla pulled back, the pain was so unbearable that she almost passed out.

"AAAAAAGGHHH!!!"

Still, Risako was made of sterner stuff. Despite the pain, the former Wrestle Angel would try to move towards the ropes with her legs, though her progress would be much slower, and the longer she remained in the hold, the more weakened she became.

[Monsy]

The fact they didn’t tap yet just plucked strings on her patience. It SEEMS her hold just wasn’t good enough for that hand to tap out. And that just wouldn’t do. Worse yet, they caught the ropes with their legs. The referee called it.

“Rope break!” And Karla looked back. “EH?”

She grabbed hold of their hair, used it like a leash as she stood up, putting herself between the referee and Risako and yelling in the official’s face. “What do you MEAN rope break?? Do you have ANY idea who I am?? You don’t call rope break! I do! I make the rules! Because I AM the Main Event! And you? You’re just a penny-pinching, low-class, dishevelled, faceless mutt.”

And all the while, Karla stomped her boot into Risako’s back while holding her hair. Over and over. The official couldn’t help what they couldn’t see, and the count to break off might as well go on forever.

[Arjuna]

Even though Risako managed to get herself a rope break, Karla didn't seem inclined to let her go just yet as she started arguing with the referee while tormenting her at the same time. "AAHHHH!!" Risako cried out in pain as Karla grabbed her by her hair before she stomped on her back again and again. The pain was too much for her, but Risako refused to succumb, knowing that she didn't want to give her opponent any satisfaction from seeing her lose like this.

But, due to her position, there was little Risako could go, so all she could do right now was endure the whole thing. She would be left a miserable mess once Karla was done, but Risako was made of sterner stuff, so she knew that she could take a few more beatings from the vile woman.

[Monsy]

Insulting an official taunted the line. One look on their precious face, both mixed with anger and fright, glancing away as they tried to compose. Karla, meanwhile, laughed in their face, took the hold by Risako’s hair, put her second hand on those purple locks and pulled on them, trying to make them stand. “Come, you.” She walked them back into the corner, front-facing so Karla had a good look at that open gut.

“Let me tell you one thing.” Karla started, “You may be popular and well-known -- respected, liked and feared. But in here, you’re my punching bag.”

She kissed her fist, looked at the official, winked -- then tried to uppercut Risako right in the gut, full force!

[Arjuna]

Risako was forced to stand up by Karla, who was holding her by her hair. She grunted as she glared at the red-haired woman, whose complete disregard of rules and civility was mind-boggling, to say the least. She saw Karla kissing her own fist before she proceeded to deliver a vicious uppercut right in her gut, knocking the wind out of Risako, leaving her gasping and coughing.

"GAGHHH!! *cough* *cough* Uughuuhh..." Risako struggled to remain on her feet. Despite all the beatings that she had taken, she shot a glare at Karla before hissing, "...A-and y-yer... a c-cunt..." She would try to grab Karla by the wrist of the hand that she was using to hold her hair, defiantly trying to free herself. Despite her current state, Risako wasn't going to let herself be beaten without a fight.

[Monsy]

The sound of that was delicious. Her fist stayed there, simply twisting against the skin like a knife. She grinned at her coughing opponent, pairing with Risako’s glare which made this all the worth it. “A what?” Karla glanced at the hands grabbing at her wrist. A brow lifted, “I couldn’t hear you through all that gagging.”

She tried to back Risako up towards the corner, standing at her side. “Care to repeat yourself?” And right after, she threw another fist. Same uppercut as before, right onto their belly!

[Arjuna]

Despite the pain, Risako kept her defiance, glaring at Karla even as she continued torturing her belly with her fist. Then she was backed towards the corner before Karla threw another uppercut, and this time, the pain almost made her pass out, and it was thanks to Karla holding her and the fact that she was at the corner that she didn't fall down to the mat.

"GAUGHHHH!!!!" She then coughed, drool rolling down her chin. Her eyes were unfocused for a second before she tried to muster another glare. "...a... a c-cunt..." Risako rasped weakly, her voice barely audible. For the time being, she was totally exposed to whatever the vile redhead was about to do next.

[Monsy]

Panther Risako made the perfect punch doll. One shot after another. It was like a dream. Karla watched the results of her handiwork, seeming them gag and drool, doddle around her request then muster up that fire to spit out a weak-toned retort.

“Tsk.” Karla threw up her arms in a shrug, shaking her head with a self-satisfied grin. “Sorry, Hundchen. I still can’t hear you.” And now, she would focus on the source of that raspy voice. She pushed Risako back up into the corner, then scaled the inner ropes, one foot for either side, first the bottom then the middle. It gave her a sizeable height leverage for the audience to see, making Risako head-level with her tummy. There she grabbed onto Panther’s throat, pushing her head back against the top turnbuckle pad and beginning to strangle her before the crowd and referee’s eyes! “Try it now! Come on! Say it now!”

[Arjuna]

Pushed back up into the corner, Risako tried her best to stay awake as Karla set her up for whatever she was about to do next. She groaned weakly, trying to figure out a way to escape this predicament. Then, Karla positioned herself in a way that her belly was right in front of Risako's face. She knew that the move might be ineffective, but she would have to try regardless.

And then, Karla cruelly grabbed Risako by her throat as she began to strangle her. "HRKHH!!" Her eyes widened. Things had gotten from bad to worse, and Risako knew that it was now or never. Maintaining her defiant look, she forced out her words through the strangling. "Y-yer! A! C-cunt!!" After that, she would try to drive her head into Karla's belly as hard as she could, hitting that area with a headbutt!