Karen Meadows vs Poison - Hardcore Onslaught

[Fairy Dragon]

Poison seemed to be a women on a mission now, realizing how precarious her current position was she was quick to try and turn and keep her from pressing ehr attack. To make matters worse while Karen was recovering from the hit Poison took it a step further grabbing her and tossing her into the steel steps instead!

"AAgghh!" Karen screamed hitting the steps back first as she dropped to the floor and screamed feeling her old bruises flaring up again as she laid there rubbing her back in a desperate effort to quell the pain from before.

[Lunaspark]

As Karen collapsed to the floor, Poison whirled away from her again, panting and furious and on a mission. Playtime was over. It was time for her to get serious.

She stomped to the announcer's table, and grabbed the first chair she saw, folding it up and spinning back towards Karen again. With a pair of quick steps, she moved closer to the black-haired beauty again, lowering herself into a readied-pose, preparing to swing the chair towards her.

"Come on..." She muttered to herself, under her breath as she stared daggers towards Karen, waiting for her to try and rise. "Get up. Get your sorry ass up off the floor..."

[Fairy Dragon]

Karen's back was not doing well. She felt it hurting with every turn she made and simply laying there felt like it was being pierced with needles. Slowly she tried to get up wondering where Poison was and what she might be planning to do next. She heard her first so she had to be close.
But that just made her realize that staying in one place was not a good idea.


Groaning Karen pushed herself to her feet and stood up stumbling on her feet as she turned to the sound of Poison's voice, which sounded a bit more venomous then before. Which was not a good thing with what they could do to each other here.

[Lunaspark]

And as Karen stood up, and turned her way towards Poison, the pink-haired brawler swung.

Gripping the cold steel chair in her hands, Poison swung the weapon straight towards Karen. No hesitation, no more taunting. She swung the unfeeling metal object directly towards the black-haired beauty, trying to smash it directly and powerfully into it her body.

[Fairy Dragon]

The chair moved swiftly through the air, and Karen somehow couldnt register what it was until it was too late. All she saw was the fierce look in her eyes and the utter determination behind it. Making it clear there was no playfulness in her anymore before the impact came crashing into her body. Striking her clean across.

"Uuughugh!" Karen gasped her hands going to her belly as she folded up coughing a storm as she collapsed. There was no bracing for an impact like that, she lacked the time and the raw defense to do so and it showed as she just crumped up once more.

[Lunaspark]

Despite her seriousness, despite her dark desire to pay Karen back for every little thing that she had done to Poison in this match, Poison couldn't help but laugh as her chair slammed into her foe and Karen collapsed to the ground. It felt good. It felt so good to give the sorry bitch the beating she deserved!

As Karen dropped to the floor, Poison raised her chair up again, holding it high above her head. She stared down at the black-haired wrestler for a moment, licking her lips in a most hungry manner. Then, she swung her chair again, this time straight down, trying to hammer it into the body of her fallen foe.

[Fairy Dragon]

While Karen was left reeling from the brutal hit Poisoned relished in the pain it caused her standing over her laughing like some maniac. Course she still had that chair in hand and it seemed she also had more then a few ideas about how to use it. Karen didnt have to wait long to find out as the next shot stuck her across her back. The worst place she could be hit at the moment.

"AAuuugh!" Karen screamed her body shooting up for a fleeting second before she flopped back down her back a mess after that as she turned to her side. Her body flailing oddly for a few seconds.

[Lunaspark]

As Karen rolled onto her side, Poison stepped over in front of her, lifting one of her feet to kick the woman back onto her back. She wanted one more good, solid shot on the woman with the chair, and she needed her in just the perfect position to make that want into a reality.

Once she had kicked Karen over, Poison then stepped over her, one foot on either side of Karen's legs. She raised her chair up one more time, holding it aloft by the legs, and flashed her fallen foe another sick, cruel grin.

Then, she forced her weapon straight downwards, trying to ram the edge of the chair straight down into Karen's unprotected and exposed stomach!

[Fairy Dragon]

Karen fully expected the attack on her back to continue, with her too helpless to stop it, though it seemed Poison had a penchant for cruelty, not wanting just her back to be in pain when it was all said and done as she turned her over to her front forcing her back to lay on the ground and leaving Karen to look up at the sky. Poison was waiting for her with another evil sneer of her's, and a raised chair she brought down intending to crush her belly.

"Uuuuggghh!" Karen spiked her face contorting and coming to life for a second as her hands instinctively pushed against the chair in a futile effort to remove it. Her breathing came out in a painful huff of coughs as her body sank back down to the floor. Karen felt drained after taking a brutal hit like that and the pain and her stomach didnt go away at all.

[Lunaspark]

Snickering softly to herself, Poison tossed her chair away, still standing proudly over Karen's body. She looked down at her, giving her lips another slow, hungry licking, and leaned down towards the hurting woman, her ass thrusting into the air as she bent over. She leaned right down into Karen's face, slowly stroking her cheek as she whispered softly to her, her voice quiet and hushed.

"Anyone ever tell you that you've got a sexy scream...?" She teased, staring right down into Karen's eyes. "I like it. I think I need to hear it again..."

With that said, Poison reached down, running her fingers through Karen's long, black hair. She would take a handful of it in each hand, then start to straighten back up again, pulling Karen up along with herself. Then, she would tug her towards the ring, and try to throw her back in under the bottom ropes, smiling in smug satisfaction of her nasty handiwork all the while.