The Range of an Actress - Hanna Idame vs. Troia Smith

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Troia didn’t get off to a great start with her attempted ground-and-pound, but going back to those tried-and-true mat slams worked out like a marvel, seeing the pain etched over Hanna’s face. Where she lacked in strength, she made up for in ruthlessness and cunning. She had to, otherwise she’d never succeed in wrestling.

And she was just contemplating what to do next with her opponent when she heard those mocking words. “What was that?!” Troia snarled, looking up at Hanna’s strained face, yet sporting a smile.

“Oh, we’re gonna have to do something about that big, dumb mouth!” Troia then threw her foot forward to slam against one of Hanna’s shins, going after one of those long legs to try and trip her up, and get her bent over to drag over to the ropes and place her on the middle one.

Ensuring her throat was pushed against the rope, Troia then climbed atop her, her legs on each side of Hanna’s head, and then shoving down with her hips. Choking this actress right over that strict cable! Grinding her hips down and squeezing her face with those thighs, hearing the chiding of the referee once again but ignoring it, making a real display of depriving this bitch of air and having the audience get a good look at it!

One’s head was always susceptible to targeting no matter how big or strong they are, but choking was just as effective. You can endure some strong head shots, but there’s only so much time you can go without air, no matter how durable you were. And Troia made it clear just what her strategy was: to choke Hanna out and beat her over her head until she was laid out for good!

“ONE! TWO!”

“You got any remarks now, huh?!” Troia shouted, ignoring the counting from the ref, knowing just how long she had, and planning on making every millisecond count when it came to strangling the taller woman!

“THREE! FOUR! FI-”

And then finally, Troia let go, maneuvering herself out to stand on the apron and relinquishing Hanna, stepping back to one of the corners. “Now, let’s see how hard this hits you!” Troia shouted again, teeing up her move, before running forward and throwing her foot out, the sole of her unique sandal slamming viciously right against the side of Hanna’s head!

Even taking the time to face the crowd and taunt if her attack was a success, blowing a kiss and holding her arms out. “Your little actress not holding up now!”

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Hanna’s teasing had landed her into hot water many a time, and she knew it probably wasn’t the most sensible idea to provoke someone who was currently yanking on her hair…

But what spectacle was ever made following sensible ideas?

As the smile remained plastered on her face, she was quickly brought to one knee by a swift kick to the shin, causing a light yelp from the actress who sucked in air between her teeth. Unfortunately, that would be nothing more than a starter, as she was dragged to the middle rope, throat against the stiff cable, and she knew exactly what was coming as Troia placed a leg on each side of her head, and then roughly ground her down into the rope, choking her out!

“HNG…AGHH… GHHHNH!”

The athletic actress let out gasps of pain, reaching her arm out as she choked. Her cheeks were squished between Troia’s thick thighs, which Hanna had to admit didn’t feel half bad, but only added to the humiliation. Hanna was durable, but she wasn’t invincible, and no one can go without air for too long…

She gasped and spluttered, doing her best to pull the rope away as Troia continued to grind on her, the ref’s counts only growing more stern before finally, right before five, Troia let the woman go, and she slumped onto the rope, catching her breath. Of course, when facing someone like Troia though, breaks aren’t really allowed, and she was quickly met with a kick to the side of her head from Troia’s sandal, slumping her even more!

She knew she had to turn the tides soon, before it all became completely out of her control, but the viciousness of the smaller fangirl made the situation more difficult by the second, and Hanna felt like even getting half an opportunity to change the momentum would be rare. She just had to hope luck would have it arise fairly soon, or this would be a quick match…

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Troia has to be ruthless, to be vicious. She previously wasn’t, but she failed back then. Not just to win, or make any sort of splash. She was doomed to a career of mediocrity and looking up at the lights for no pay until Florence showed her the way. And now, every lesson she learned was on display here as she ground down onto the head of Hanna’s, using the rules to choke her out for as long as possible before stepping off.

Yet she wasn’t done, delivering that sickening boot right to the side of her head which made the crowd wince at the sound of the impact, along with seeing the woman slump even further, seemingly dazed after the onslaught from the fangirl.

And if there was anything Florence taught her, it was to show off as well. Gripping onto that brunette mane, Troia lifted up the slumped actress’s head and tilted her face up to look out towards the fans and cameras that awaited her.

“Is this the spotlight you were after, theater girl?!” Troia taunted, before deciding to really rub it in by dragging her tongue over the cheek of Hanna’s. Not having been so bold in her first match, but the win and her seeming dominance in this match had emboldened her, marking her opponent and giving the fans quite the shot to take pictures of!

And after that long drag, Troia prepared herself for her next move, wrapping her arm underneath the chin of Hanna’s. “Try to keep up, babe!” Before attempting to sit out on the apron, and deliver a Stunner through the ropes! Sure to enjoy herself if the move hit, relishing in her own performance…

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As she lay limp over the ropes, Hanna’s head continued to ache. No matter how durable you were, repeated headshots are always gonna hurt, and the actress could certainly attest to that fact. She wanted nothing more than to pick herself back up, lash out and flatten Troia for her viciousness, yet she knew she couldn’t. Not yet anyway.

Even ignoring her foggy consciousness, she knew that it wasn’t quiiiite the time to turn things around. The match needed just a little more juice, just a little more bite, just a little more… Troia. And so, she continued to lay tired, groaning weakly.

Troia, of course, couldn’t care less how weak she seemed, only seeing it as an invitation to taunt her more, which she promptly did so, Hanna’s eyes weakly shutting tighter as her head was lifted to face the flashing cameras as well as the whole audience.

As if that wasn’t enough, she was forced to endure her feelings of disgust as Troia dragged her wet tongue over Hanna’s cheek, humiliating the taller woman even further, as if claiming her to be in Troia’s possession, which the camera of course had no problem with capturing, practically frothing at the mouths with the idea of adding it to their next article, blog, review etc.

Hanna continued to be manipulated to the fangirl’s wishes, being powerless as Troia set herself up and delivered one last taunt to the crowd before sitting out on the apron and delivering a harsh Stunner through the ropes! Hanna’s jaw collided with Troia’s shoulder with force, and she bounced backwards from the impact, still managing to sell the move absolutely beautifully as her hands went flying up, ending up spread by her side while she lay flat on her back, appropriated stunned by the Stunner.

She stirred weakly with her eyes shut, and her mouth was slightly ajar as she moaned out, ever curious as to the lengths Troia would go, and what other wicked ideas could be in that head of hers to truly humiliate the actress further in the match…

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Troia was really finding her groove now, getting into a flow of devastating offense and taunts that really caused the crowd to get loud. And this recent string was no different, nailing Hanna with that Stunner, and able to hear the hard thump of her body hitting the mat behind her.

And in that moment, she taunted even further, holding her arms out to soak in the crowd’s boos, who were still behind Hanna and wanting to see a rally. Yet turning to see the actress’s current state, that may never come with how she was looking…

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Standing back up, Troia walked the apron to get to one of the corners, climbing it until she reached the top rope, and balancing herself.

“Come on! Get up!” Troia shouted, beckoning Hanna with her hand, wanting the actress to return to a shaky standing base. Perhaps risky not going for more instant offense, but being flashy was what being a streamer was all about, and the fangirl also knew she had a strong diving move to use as well.

Plus, given the state of Hanna, she didn’t seem to be in any position to perform any elegant counters.

Waiting for her to rise up, Troia finally sized her up and stood up in full. And then a leap, throwing her legs forward, and successful, drilling Hanna right on the chest and neck with a diving seated senton, also known as the Fall of Troi!

All of that weight’d come crashing down onto Hanna, and Troia reached back to hook one of those legs as she sat atop her collarbone, looking toward the referee. “Count, will you?!” Seemingly confident such a move could put this tall actress out!

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Hanna continued to lay put out by the stunner. Already having eaten one big move, she struggled to stop her head spinning as Troia took her sweet time to bathe in the crowd’s noises of disapproval, clearly not being able to care less of how harshly she was treating the actress.

The lights only made Hanna’s head pound more as she desperately fought to regain consciousness. She couldn’t let herself be finished this quickly. This wasn’t *nearly* enough to make for a show to write home about. More had to happen, and she knew damn well too. So with one last register of the crowd’s noise, she forced herself onto her stomach, pushing herself up slowly.

First up to both knees, then just one, then eventually, on wobbly legs, the actress was standing once more, looking up with blurry eyes to assess what was about to befall her next, which to her luck, wasn’t exactly pretty…

Troia stood towering above her on the top turnbuckle, and before Hanna could even blink to clear the fog in her vision, the fangirl had already leapt from up top and quickly came crashing down onto Hanna’s chest and neck in a flashy, picture-perfect diving seated senton, sending Hanna flat to the mat once more with her Fall of Troi!

THUD!!

The actress’ long legs came flying up as she was sent to the canvas, and the smaller woman wasted no time reaching back to hook one as the fangirl’s crotch pushed against Hanna’s mouth in her seated position, only embarrassing her opponent more.

Hanna lay dormant as the ref swiftly slid in for the first pinfall attempt of the match, some fans already giving up hope for the actress.

ONE!

TWO!

‘Not a chance little one…’

TH-

With a sudden, forceful kick out, Hanna interrupted the count to push Troia off, lifting a shoulder and just about staying alive, for now…

‘This show… is far from over…’

The taller woman thought to herself as she lay catching her breath, fiery liquids of determination coursing through her veins after her emphatic kick-out.

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Troia didn’t finish many off with the Fall of Troi, she had other moves in her arsenal she typically used instead to win. But with certain opponents, she found it hit them just right, especially larger opponents who weren’t used to getting taken off their feet. Just maybe, this could be enough for Hanna, who hadn’t shown much signs of fight since her head was bounced off the mat.

And even capturing a leg, Troia dug his hips in deep and used her legs to pin Hanna’s shoulders to the mat, the referee sliding in to begin counting the cover. The first two counts went by, and the fangirl thought just maybe–

–but then that kickout came just before three. Troia was shoved off, ending up on her hands and knees, and she frustratedly slapped the mat.

“You’re not done?! Fine!” Troia growled, standing back up and grabbing onto Hanna’s hair, lifting her up to her knees. “Think it’s time to make you smitten then!” Troia taunted… and she couldn’t help herself, whipping her palm to smack right against Hanna’s cheek again!

And from there, Troia lifted Hanna up all the way, before tucking her head underneath her arm. “Any last words for me, you flunky?” Brimming with confidence, and excited to put this woman down, and get off to an easy 2-0…

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With a new surge of confidence, Hanna’s body awoke once more. Of course, it wasn’t exactly completely out of the question that she could have kicked out. It was early into the match and she was no weak rookie after all, but still, it showed defiance. It showed fight. It rejuvenated the crowd’s thinning hopes that this is the Ace Actress they’re watching, and there’s no way in hell she’s going down this early, this… boringly!

She bided her time, taking deep breaths the best she could as a now angry Troia wasted no time in clutching onto her hair once more, pulling her up to her knees to deliver another harsh slap, right across the face, as if she was trying to leave a permanent imprint!

But she was only fuelling the taller woman more, and as Hanna was eventually pulled to her feet, her head tucked underneath Troia’s arm as she set up her own finisher, Hanna’s took one last deep breath… before her eyes shot open to answer Troia’s question.

“Yeah… how’s my boot taste bitch…”

And with a swift, strong pull, she tapped into all of her strength to separate Troia’s hold on her, quickly removing her head as she held onto the fangirl’s arm. Stretching it out, she then swiftly raised a leg and placed the sole of her converse sneaker right against Troia’s face, flashing one last brief smirk before she jumped and fell right to her back, forcing Troia’s face into her shoe, for an Inverted Foot Stomp Facebreaker, also known as an EAT Defeat, copying her favourite wrestler’s favourite move to try and mount a counter against her opponent!

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Troia seemed set on finishing Hanna off right here. Typically she showed off a little more, and perhaps it was frustration with the empathetic kickout that made her want to plant this actress’s head into the mat, but she was forgoing her typical strategy of showing off in favor of going for the quick win. And given Hanna’s state, she had no reason to doubt she could earn it here…

… until she heard those taunting words.

“The hell did you- woah!” Troia was about to question her when suddenly she felt her arm grabbed and twisted, the actress escaping her grip so easily! Eyes widening, she could only just try to pull away when she felt the sole of that converse against her cheek. Yet her strength couldn’t compare to Hanna’s deep reserves, and she was yanked into the move, her face jacked hard by the Eat Defeat!

“UUUUGH!” she cried, collapsing backward and landing flat on her back. It was as though a jackhammer ran right through her jaw, stunning the fangirl and rendering her useless! “Nnnguh… what…?” Troia gasped, slowly rolling over and trying to crawl, blinking slowly as her brain tried to process just how quickly things shifted.

From being in total control, to feeling like her jaw may be dislocated, all in a flash! It was discombobulating, and she could only try to weakly get to the ropes to pull herself back up…

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Hanna’s reversal ended up working flawlessly, and new life had finally sparked itself into the match! Troia was flat on her back, stunned, and the actress knew it was finally her turn to capitalise.

“Hah… Let’s get a real show started shall we?!”

The taller woman exclaimed with a grin as Troia crawled away slowly, heading towards the ropes to try and pull herself up. Hanna patiently waited, keeping determined eyes on the fangirl as she slowly pushed herself up, and by the time her smaller foe finally turned around again, on slightly weak legs, Hanna had already dashed forward and attempted to deliver a stiff, yet rattling Superkick, aiming for Troia’s face once more!

If it connected, her form would be as perfect as always, truly showing off her experience and flexibility by slowly retracting and placing her outstretched leg down while she admired the weakened Troia, who lay stunned on the ropes. Hanna would swiftly strut over with a grin, happy to take advantage of the situation to really rub her position in.

She leaned close, grabbing Troia’s face, giggling as she caressed a cheek mockingly.

“You know, you’re real pretty up close, I just wanna feast on those lips and pull on those cute twintails…”

Hanna’s grin remained plastered on her face as she pulled the woman’s face closer, squishing her own cheek with Troia’s for a side by side photo facing a camera, her pearly whites on full blast as she help up a peace sign while posing with the stunned fangirl.

“Smileee! Orrr would you prefer a photo from behind? You did have a nice rear and thighs after all, you’re a real dark horse in the looks department…”

Hanna continued to smile, lavishing in her opportunity to tap into her more heel persona as her hand went to gently squeeze the fangirl’s ass, giving it a playful slap, hoping all of it would just rile up the woman even more…

“C’mon, let’s keep playing hot stuff…”

Hanna laughed as she yanked Troia to the centre of the ring by her twintails, eager to deliver some more punishment, and make sure she has her own highlights to look back on at the end too!

She finally released Troia’s hair at the centre of the ring, holding her face up once more.

“First of all…”

SLAP!!

A stinging smack suddenly came from Hanna, right across Troia’s cheek.

“That’s for fairness. Now… time for my actual turn.”

The actress’ eyebrows suddenly furrowed as she grabbed onto Troia’s arm, and slung her into the ropes for an Irish Whip, setting herself for when Troia returned, as she would quickly wrap her arms around the fangirl’s waist and lift her up high into the air, before diving forward and slamming Troia’s back to the mat with a THUD!! for a forceful Spinebuster, shaking the ring!

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