Rosie Knuckles vs. Honoka Kobayashi

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The forearms connected repeatedly against Honoka's chest, making them bounce and jiggle for the enjoyment of the crowd with every strike. The sound of flesh hitting flesh also echoed into the arena, almost louder than Honoka's cries of pain. Rosie, meanwhile, looked gleeful, totally in her element right now. She loved being able to smack around and make a show of her opponent's agony. Especially one she barely had any care for. But then Rosie felt her opponent getting ready for something, steadying her head. Then, she heard her yell out and knew something was coming. She telegraphed her own attempt to escape.

So as Honoka went to throw her head back into Rosie's midsection, Knuckles released her opponent and shifted to the side, forcing her to completely miss and flop back. "Hey, you asked for it!" teased Rosie, smirking. "And you've really been asking for it," said the brawler, making it clear with her taunt. She then went to grab hold of Honoka by her head and tried to stick her head between her legs. Then, she would try to lift Honoka up into a powerbomb position, ready to show off her own strength in this match up.

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With that weak-backwards headbutt regardless missing its intended target, Honoka found herself somewhat headbanging in the wind; her own hands coming up and out to try and level herself, to stop herself falling back into empty space. Luckily, she wouldn't suffer that risk, as Rosie was kind enough to grab that head and stop her falling on her own merit. Though, for reasons of a darker nature.

Only able to watch as her toned foe slung her figure around to face her head on, Honoka could but scratch and poor at those hefty thighs as her head was trapped between them. Without so much as a hint of proper resistance from the pinkette, she'd find herself airborne; curvy, petite figure on show almost to the world, with her arms flapping in the wind as she was held up high! Mewling of course, given such a posture could only spell disaster for the poor pinkette. Disaster likely leading to an outright defeat!

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Rosie had managed to woman-handle the weakened Honoka enough. Even the scratching and pawing on her legs wasn't enough for the pink-haired bruiser to stop her onslaught. She hoisted Honoka up onto her shoulders and watching her make pitiful noises as she was unable to do anything but try to balance there. A big smirk appeared on Rosie's face as she winked at her opponent. She then adjusted her grip on Honoka, showing off her strength then stepped forward and threw her ahead for a big release powerbomb, a signature move she called the Rosie Bomb. It would be a rather sudden and unsupported fall for Honoka, but it was something that renewed Rosie with energy and adrenaline!

After throwing the girl, Rosie then made a sprint over to the ring ropes and tossed one foot on the bottom rope and then one on the middle rope and raised her arms, letting out a loud yell as she played to the crowd, overcome with excitement before hopping back and then starting to do a confident sideways swagger hop, bouncing on her feet as she smirked at the fallen girl before her. "Hey, hey! Get the hell on back up, girl! This fight isn't over yet!" she shouted, looking absolutely gleeful over the circumstances right now and seeming perfectly content to see if Honoka would be able to pick herself back up again. And, if she did, she had every intention of giving her a moderate shove to keep her back on the mat, just to screw with her.

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Silence following that monstrous impact and initial scream, Honoka landed with her legs near enough over her head; body folded up in the most painful of manners, with no bounce after the bomb-drop itself almost suggesting that Honoka took the impact squarely on her shoulders. Chest near enough against her chin, the perky pinkette appeared more than a plant in the ground than a wrestler now, as her arms stayed wide out to her side.

Body near motionless, the referee herself would even cut the distance to see if the match was to be called there and then. Sadly perhaps for Honoka, it wasn't.

Her frame mobile and seemingly silent, the examination by the referee would reveal a quietly mewling lightweight; one still awake and conscious, just one completely devoid of energy and ability to even push herself straight!

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Rosie's cocky little prancing around her opponent slowed to a stop as she stared down at her fallen opponent. She gave an incredulous look and dropped her arms down from a fighting stance and waited a beat before she reacted. With raucous laughter, Rosie looked overwhelmed with amusement. "Oh my god, are you kidding me!?" asked Rosie, leaning down over the barely conscious Honoka. "I've never seen a chick fold up like that! You even know where you are!?" taunted Rosie Knuckles before skipping over to Honoka's head and feet and gave her feet a big yank, forcing the girl to unfold and sprawl onto her belly.

Rosie huffed a sigh and then put her hands on her hips, waiting to see if Honoka would move again. Knuckles then looked out to the crowd and shrugged her shoulders before reaching down and started to help her up to her feet, practically letting her lay up against her as she muscled her up, grunting a bit with effort, the toll of the match catching up with her as she lifted her opponent up.

Then, Honoka was upright, and Rosie was able to hold her by the chin. "Night night, bitch," she said with a sneer. Then she reached her other fist back and kissed it, looking Honoka dead in the eyes. She then released her chin and did a spin before absolutely devastating Honoka with the attack she calls the Mean Right Hook. True to it's name, it was a crushing right hook with the full intent of knocking her opponent out on impact.

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Body motionless as it was forced straight, if finally, Honoka had to put conscious effort into stopping her mouth from widening and drool itself dripping free, such was the state of her poor frame. Sandbagging Rosie all the way to her feet, not intentionally, but purely from loss of ability to function, Honoka had already begun to teeter back down to the ground when she was left to her own devices. That hold to her chin near enough leaving her in a forwards fall, Honoka's unintentional fall forwards made that finishing blow all the more horrific. Head wandering into it, weight behind it, Honoka made a collapsing motion like no-other as she came to the ground. Landing side on, eyes having instantly rolled from that strike never mind the horrific fall, Honoka was immediately checked upon by the official. Body landing in a pose similar to that of a cartoon character, questions offered by the referee would fall entirely on deaf ears.

"Honoka? Honoka! Can you hear me?"

A quick click of those fingers in front of her face would earn the same reaction.

"Honoka Kobayashi, can you continue?"

The reaction Honoka gave was a needless-to-say one.

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When Rosie Knuckles nailed her wicked punch, it made a loud cracking noise on impact. The brawler nearly tripped forward with the amount of force she put into it. Rosie then waited until Honoka hit the mat before throwing her fist into the air and letting out a loud roar, truly a awesome sight from such a cute girl. She then started to mug to the crowd, not bothering to look back to her fallen opponent to see if she was out. She went and found the nearest camera and then bent over to get in it's face, pointing at her own redenned fist and yelled, "Rosie fucking Knuckles! You don't forget that baby!"

She then went over to the referee and pat her roughly on shoulder and said, "She's out! Raise my hand!" The referee took one more look at Honoka and noticed no reply before sounding for the end of the match. The bell rang and the referee held up Rosie's hand in victory.

After a few moments of that, Knuckles stormed back to Honoka and put her boot on her side, leaning over on her own knee and said, "Anyone who wants to step to me, this is what happens! You get BTFO'd, just like her!" She kept that pose on her opponent, soaking up the mixed reaction she was getting and allowing for a further photo op before getting off of her opponent and posing for the crowd a few more times.

Needless to say, Rosie Knuckles was hyped for her victory and made herself look like the most fearsome cutie to ever step in the ring.

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With Honoka done for, there was little more to be said for the unfortunate lightweight. Another loss to her name put Ms. Kobayashi right back to the start of things prior to the lightweight war; her figure appearing as amateur and as helpless as it did on her very first day within LAW. How she would react would most certainly be equal parts depressive, to equal parts furious. For now though, there was but a silent, barely breathing frame already being aided out of the ring, with her petite body practically off its feet with arms hung over officials.

Those on the far side of the ring would be given quite the summary of the match itself, with a sight of Rosie atop the ring cheering her lungs out, and Honoka failing to even register where she was.

Winner By KO: Rosie Knuckles