Micaiah Wilson vs. Doctor Fabulous - No Cure For the Wicked

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Landing a double foot stomp right into Doctor Fabulous' back, Micaiah couldn't help but grin in satisfaction after hearing her cry of pain. This convinced her that whatever happened earlier was just a mere fluke, and Micaiah could defeat this woman. Stepping to the side of the woman as she writhed on the floor outside the ring, the Canadian would bend down, grabbing her opponent by her head to pull her back up on her feet. Of course, she had no intention of actually helping her out as she had a nefarious plan in store for her.

Once she got her back up on her feet, Micaiah would then whip her towards the hard surface of the ring apron, hitting her spine right into the surface, looking to hurt her even more while they were still outside the ring. As the referee started counting the two of them out, Micaiah also planned to press her opponent's back against the ring apron, looking to make her suffer first as she planned to smash her forearm into her chest repeatedly.

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Doctor Fabulous was in no condition to fight back currently. Her back and chest were killing her, and of course, Micaiah wasn't wasting any time with her following up. She knew Wilson was only bringing her back up to hurt her some more, and while she was being brought up, she let a groan of pain on the exertion to her body that had right now. Then, all of a sudden, Doc Fab was whipped back-first into the apron. Fabulous let out a painful cry, "Nnnah!" She held her back and nearly would have fallen down from the impact, but Micaiah was already back on her.

She started to pound her in the chest and the first two strikes hit, but Doc Fab started to cover up her chest after that, cringing and slowly crumpling to a sitting position against the apron with each strike. She just held her chest as a defense, having nothing else she could do at this point against the onslaught, just trying to weather it until she could get an opening.

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Micaiah was enjoying her dominance as she hit her opponent right across her chest after bringing her spine first into the apron. But, Doctor Fabulous then shielded her chest with her arms, which blunted the force of Micaiah's strikes. Huffing out in annoyance, Micaiah decided to show her opponent that such attempt was useless as she would then try to deliver a slap right across her cheek.

And soon after that, Micaiah would push Doctor Fabulous back into the ring. She wanted to bring the action back into the ring so that she could get her own win over her opponent in a satisfying way. The referee would stop her counting as soon as the two of them return back into the ring.

[Dubski]

Doc Fabulous was looking up at Micaiah in pain as she was slumped against the ring. And when she saw the enjoyment on the girl's face, she figured out exactly the type of person she was, and it started to really bother her. She could understand playing to win, but to find joy out of inflicting such pain onto someone? That was a different level. The blonde was still protecting her chest when she was suddenly hit with a stinging slap to the face. Doc Fab's face whipped over to the side and she nearly toppled over onto her side from the impact! Using a hand to keep herself from falling over completely, she stared down at the ground. She hadn't thought of any analyzing Micaiah now, or tried to figure out her psyche. Now, she just looked absolutely pissed off.

She was rolled right into the ring, absolutely simmering in rage now. She did not take well to being disrespected like that, and she was not about to just be Micaiah's little ragdoll to beat up. So after Micaiah got into the ring after her and went to approach her, she'd try to sneak in a small package attempt to pin her. She knew it would likely not pin her, and frankly she didn't have the strength to hold onto the much more fresh Micaiah like that. But that wasn't the true intent. If she could lock it in and frazzle Micaiah enough, the intent was that after Micaiah got back up, she would raise up with her and try to nail a giant uppercut palm strike on her vicious opponent, hoping to catch her either in the chin or the nose. Either way, Doc Fab didn't really mind all that much. She just wanted to give her opponent a taste of that pain and give herself a second to relax her body after the assault she had taken.

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Micaiah didn't miss the looks of rage on her opponent's face, and such a thing delighted her. After delivering the disrespectful slap to her, Micaiah then pushed her back into the ring, looking to bring the match back into the squared circle before she went inside as well. She was prepared to show it to Doctor Fabulous that things like diagnosis and whatnot had no place in the ring. Here, there were only the victor and the defeated, and nothing else mattered. Of course, Micaiah would enjoy the fat paycheck that she would receive at the end of it.

After reentering the ring, Micaiah took a look at Doctor Fabulous, she would then approach her before the downed woman suddenly went to pull her down, putting her in a rollup pinfall attempt. Clicking her tongue in annoyance, Micaiah would kick out, breaking the pin. It seemed that despite the beatings that she had taken, the woman seemed to have quite a lot left in her. After breaking the pin, Micaiah was looking to get up in order to prepare herself for her next move, but before she could do that, she took an uppercut palm strike right under her chin, which caught her off-guard.

"Guughhh!!!"

She threw her head back from the attack and the whiplash from the attack caused her to fall backwards, hitting the mat back first. Grimacing in pain, she would hold onto her chin, trying to make sense of what was happening. Thanks to this, Micaiah was put in a precarious position.

[Dubski]

Maybe Doctor Fabulous thought too much on things that didn't matter as much, or maybe she let her thoughts get lost on the nuance of details, but she wasn't by any stretch a dummy. She had a PHD, damnit. She could outsmart people if she put her mind to it, and this was one such moment.

Doc Fab waited until Micaiah got close and pulled her down, rolling and locking Micaiah into the small package pin. As expected, it didn't take very well and the darker girl was able to kick out without too much exertion. That was fine with Fabulous, as she had her next move planned out before the pin was even locked in. When Micaiah popped up and turned to face her, the doctor was riding along with her, and she did so with her palm rising higher. With a loud crack, she nailed Micaiah in the chin with an uppercut palm strike she calls the Prescription and immediately flopped back down on her front beside Micaiah after doing so.

Doc grunted in pain. Her body hurts from the sudden exertion. She hadn't had the luxury of recovery, because she had to mount this offense before it was too late. But Micaiah wouldn't be down forever, and Doc Fab knew it. She took a few moments to get her wits about her and let her body recover just a little bit more before crawling over to Micaiah's prone body. She got in front of Micaiah's legs and then went to pull them up over her shoulders. The blonde would then try to move up to force Micaiah into a stacked up pin position onto her back. Again, the pin wasn't as strong as Fabulous would have wanted, but she was also more focused on her next move. She anticipated a kick out either by shoving her back or by Micaiah twisting out. Either way, she expected her foe to get out and land on her front. And if she did, Doc Fab was bracing herself so she could immediately pounce on top of her and lock in a crossface submission. She was hardly about to let her current advantage go to waste. But if she could keep Micaiah from not anticipating anything and keep thinking ahead, Doc Fabulous felt confident about maintaining control over the match.

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Laid out on the mat, Micaiah was trying to make sense of what was happening, while at the same time, feeling the sharp pain under her chin. As she remained on the mat, she realized that her opponent had made her move by putting herself on top of her, going for a pin. Grunting, she would try to recover as soon as possible, but the referee had already started counting for the pin as she struggled to recover.

"ONE!"

Before the referee could count up to two, Micaiah had regained enough strength to break the pin, so she would twist her body to the side, lifting one of her shoulders up, which made the referee stop her count. She wanted to take her time recovering from what she had taken earlier, but before she could start focusing on her recovery, Doctor Fabulous made her next move by suddenly putting her in a crossface submission hold.

"Nnnghhhh!!!" Grunting out in pain as her head and arm were locked and wrenched in the crossface, Micaiah was having trouble there. Still reeling from before, all she could manage was struggle under her opponent. She needed to focus on moving towards the nearest ropes for a rope break, but it would take her a while before she could start moving herself towards them.

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Doctor Fabulous went for the pin. Her palm strike had stunned her opponent for long enough to at least get a modest one count. That was somewhat of a relief, but what was even more of a relief was seeing Micaiah fall directly into her trap. The stronger of the two kicked out, twisting her body, bucking Doc Fab off of her. The psychiatrist, however, wasn't pushed back as much as Micaiah may have expected, and she immediately pounced right back on top of Micaiah, forcing her fully onto her front and pressing her body on top of the girl! The Doctor locked her fingers underneath Micaiah's chin and then yanked back.

It was Micaiah's turn to yell in pain as she wrenched back on her neck and chin. It was a smart move to keep working on the jaw like that, especially with how rattled the brunette seemed to be. Micaiah wasn't even able to go for the ropes immediately, which was a relief. But the hold was having its own toll on the Fabulous one. The blonde yanking back on the hold was sending a pain into her back and chest again, but she didn't want to let up. She needed an alternative.

Micaiah wasn't moving just yet, but the time had given Doc Fabulous yet another idea to stick with it. She would wait until Micaiah would make an earnest attempt for the ropes, then she would release the hold, let Micaiah get slightly further so she could try to lock in an STF hold. It was a risk, but it was one Doc Fab felt she could make. If she could lock in the STF, it wouldn't be quite as hard on her body to keep a hold of, and Micaiah would have a harder time making it to the ropes. She could just hope that Micaiah was still quite as reeling as she seemed she was.

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Trapped in the crossface submission hold, Micaiah continued her struggle before she realized that she could get herself out of this by moving towards the ropes, getting herself a rope break that would force her opponent to release her from this hold. Renewing her effort, Micaiah would start moving forward, hoping to reach the nearest ropes as quickly as possible in order to get a rope break that would release her from this predicament.

But, as soon as she moved, Doctor Fabulous changed her tactic, shifting her hold from crossface into an STF, applying pressure right on both her head and legs. "Gaahhhh!!!" Micaiah cried out in pain as the STF stopped her advance towards the ropes. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to fight the pain that coursed through her body thanks to the submission hold.

Things didn't look too good for Micaiah so far, and her instinct screamed to her to tap out. But she refused to do so as she wanted to emerge victorious instead of losing. So, after a while, she would start moving again, albeit slowly and with great difficulty due to the pain that came with the hold. Hopefully, she could reach the ropes before her endurance ran out.

[Dubski]

The psychiatrist-wrestler's gamble paid off and Micaiah fell right into her scheme again. She looked satisfied and relieved for the briefest of moments before she yanked back on the hold. It still hurt to do, but she knew it was hurting her opponent more than it was hurting her. "I can sense you're wearing down... Muscles straining... Body contorting... And mind keeping you going. But more importantly, that smirk got wiped off your face." Doctor Fabulous felt confident enough to say those words, also wanting to apply a bit of mental assault on her opponent along with the physical.

But the good doctor had another idea in mind. She would wait until Micaiah got an arm close to the ropes, then try to reach over and pull it away so she could transition it into an arm lock while keeping her lower body in the STF position. She wanted to debillitate that arm, as she was figuring out quickly it was Micaiah's best weapon right now. And she wanted to remove that.