Submission Match: Karen Adams vs Ryota Ito

[armandi]

Karen would throw her opponent's body to the mat with great impact. There was a huge crash. It seemed as if the ring was vibrating. However, her opponent didn't plan to stay on the mat for long, as she rolled towards the corner and seemed to be trying to pull herself up and stand up. Seeing this, Karen frowned and moved forward towards the enemy. If she was close enough, she would throw her open hand straight at the enemy's chest, certainly causing searing pain.

At the same time, Karen would plan to keep the cunning girl in a corner. If she succeeded, she would bend slightly and then grab the middle ropes with her hands. If this is successful, he will try to thrust his arm like a spear straight into the enemy's stomach five or maybe six times. Surely the enemy's back would hit the turnbuckle, and Karen's shoulder would dig into the enemy's stomach, wreaking havoc on Ryota's insides...

[BlackAkuma]

A breather. All Karen needed was a little breather.

Credit where it was due, her opponent was proving to be a touch more aggressive than she’d earlier surmised, doing a decent job of applying pressure, keeping her on the backfoot at numerous points throughout this match. This was one such occurrence, right here - as she made her way up in the corner, her foe closed in and laid into her, lashing out with a brutal chop across her generous breasts. The sound of slapping meat filled the arena, and Ryota had to grit her teeth hard to keep her cries from joining it.

That wasn’t the end of it, though - far from it. Karen dipped down and jerked forward, ramming her shoulder deep into her opponent’s stomach, again and again, each one knocking the air out of her lungs, making it impossible to take in a full breath. Still, she endured, knowing there would be a chance to turn things around again, sooner or later. She just needed to hold on.

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Karen knew perfectly well that in this way she would destroy and weaken her opponent. Her arm forcefully crushed the enemy's stomach and it seemed as if the opponent was being pushed more and more into the corner. But Karen wasn't going to leave it like that. After a series of very painful and crushing spear blows, Karen seemed to stop for two seconds.

She then grabbed her opponent and seemed to try to lift her, first one leg, then the other, and as if trying to put Ryota on the turnbuckle. Then she seemed to try to climb up to the very top and as if she wanted to make her opponent stand at the very top of the turnbuckle. If it worked, she would grab her opponent's wrestling shorts with one hand, wrap her other arm around her neck and back, then try to lift her opponent up and slam her to the mat with a corner brainbuster!

[BlackAkuma]

Waiting for Karen to grow tired proved harder than Ryota surmised earlier. The woman had an impressive well of stamina to draw from, throwing herself forward repeatedly with little respite. Each hit seemed to land harder than the last, each one taking its toll, and she found herself withering under the assault as time went on. How long could she take this, how much more could she endure…

For a moment, it seemed like she wouldn’t have to find the answer to that in the hard way, as Karen finally let up, giving Ryota the chance to sag forward and catch her breath. Before she could try a counterattack, however, her foe was all over her again, this time hefting her up, forcing her to rise on the top rope. Ryota put up a fight, but everything came to a head before she had the chance to counterattack.

One moment she was up with her legs flailing and arms waving.

The next she was down, with her head spiking on the turnbuckle, hitting it with a sickening crash.

Her world went white for an instant, and when she came back, she was falling off the apron and flopping to the floor below, landing in a heap outside the ring. She stayed there, languishing on her back, while she reached up and cradled her aching skull, feeling like it had just been split down the middle.

[armandi]

Karen was proud and pleased when her opponent fell down forcefully and smashed head. The German knew that victory was only a matter of time. Seeing her opponent fall out of the ring and fall to the floor, she moved towards the center of the ring. Karen tensed her muscles and allowed herself a moment for the audience. Her muscular body was glistening with sweat. Karen wanted to show the audience that no one can beat her and that she will win this match today.

Then she looked at her enemy with contempt, frowned and decided to follow her. She would slip out under the bottom rope and would try to get closer to her enemy. She would then grab and tug on her opponent's hand, then pull her towards the metal pole. If she was close enough, she would try to pull the opponent at high speed and throw her against the metal pole, hoping that the opponent would be completely destroyed and shattered...

[BlackAkuma]

A brainbuster. The bitch hit her with a goddamn brainbuster.

It was a minor miracle that Ryota was still awake after taking a hellacious hit like that, her skull thoroughly scrambled from the impact. While she was used to taking all sorts of damage on her body, her head was another thing entirely. Up there, she was just about as vulnerable as anyone else, and she was left to wallow on the floor, barely recognizing where she was.

She got her brain cells to work again after a moment and began to push her way back up, drunkenly stumbling up to her feet. Thankfully - or unthankfully - Karen was there to help her up, forcing her back to her feet, only to launch her towards the ringpost a moment later. Ryota spun about before she hit, but that just meant her spine took most of the damage, instead, and she cried out as she was forced down to her knees.

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Karen knew perfectly well that her opponent had suffered serious injuries. She is only a few moments away from victory. That's why she wasn't going to drag it out. Seeing how her opponent fell to her knees and her spine was almost broken, she would decide to grab her hair, she would pull with all her strength because she would like her opponent to get up too, then she would pull and throw her weakened enemy into the ring. Karen would roll behind her under the bottom rope.

She would then stand up and grab one of her opponent's legs and pull her closer to the center of the ring. She would flip her onto her stomach and place her opponent in a one-legged Boston crab. She would yank that one leg with all her strength, causing pain and suffering. However, with the other arm she would flex her biceps and show it to the audience. She would pull the enemy's leg with all her strength, trying to force it to give up....

[BlackAkuma]

Ryota was many, many different things. But flexible? Never that.

She was a muscular woman, bulky, built like a tank. And, much like a tank, she was not really known for bending all that well. Or, at all, really. While she was more agile than people would guess, she had gained power at the expensive of range, creating a body that was like a towering tree. Strong, immobile, inflexible. More often than not, that worked to her advantage.

When Karen caught her and dragged her across the ring, however, that changed in a heartbeat. Ryota cried out - a gruff, barking cry - as her leg was forced upward and pressure was put onto her back, far more than she could ever hope to take. She gritted her teeth to stifle further exclamations, but that was a small comfort. She was still in great pain, with a long way to go towards the ropes.

Finding her steel, she slammed her fists against the mat, pushed up, and began to walk forward on her hands, dragging Karen along every step. Almost, almost…

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Karen tried to increase the pressure, but her opponent turned out to be a really tough and strong wrestler. Karen felt something slowly start to pull her back. She would have gritted her teeth and jerked her leg even harder, as if to stop it, but the wrestlers took a few more steps. "Shit," she thought, this is impossible, and the wrestlers moved further. If nothing changes and Karen can't stop it, Ryota will certainly touch the ropes, and if the referee notices this, he will certainly start the countdown, ordering to be released from captivity.

Karen would certainly keep her leg in the lock for a while, but she didn't want to be disqualified, so she would throw her leg angrily on the mat and move away to the middle of the ring, it seemed as if she was shouting something at the referee, at the same time resenting him for stopping the torture....

[BlackAkuma]

The ropes. Finally.

As much as Ryota loathed being in this spot, being the one trying to evade the holds and using such a basic tactic as a rope break, there was simply no way around it in this case. She needed to conserve her energy, especially with an opponent like this, someone with actual expertise who could pose a genuine threat.

She grunted as her leg was thrown aside with contempt, but otherwise kept her composure and rose back up to her feet. She took a moment to test her leg out, making sure it could support her weight, then moved away from the ropes and began to close in on her foe. She took a crouching stance as she approached, not unlike a sumo preparing to charge, ready to lash out at any second.

Ryota played things slow this time. Cautious. Deliberate. She quickly stepped into Karen’s range, then backed out before the woman could capitalize, trying to see how susceptible she might be to a feint. Her dander was starting to rise, clearly, and if it could be further stoked, it could be something to turn in her favor.