The Carnival Girls (Satsuki Bino and Amelia Nagatoshi[D]) vs The British Bunnies (Chelsea and Molly Forster[D])

[FinyBoy]

As Molly was giving her bullshit argument, Satsuki was screaming at her and the ref, calling her out for such a blatant bending of the rules. What infuriated her more was the fact that the ref, who was supposed to know the rules backwards and forwards, had to take a moment to actually contemplate this. The fact that she had to think about whether or not a wrestler could make a tag without holding the tag rope showed an insane amount of incompetence. Satsuki continued to vent her frustrations for her corner.

But as the ref was busy with her inner thoughts and tribulations, Molly took advantage of the situation.

As for Amelia, she was beginning to make it to her feet when Molly charged her and swept her right off of her feet again with a double leg takedown. "Woah!... Oof!" came out as she fell on her butt again. She quickly tried to regain herself so she could attempt to try and defend against whatever Molly had in mind... or at least make it more difficult for her to do something, for what it was worth.

[CaptainL]

Satsuki was getting angrier and angrier the longer the debate between Molly and the referee continued - but little did she know, that was only working in the blonde's favor. The ref could hardly keep her attention focused between the two girls, further distracting her from making note of the infractions that had just been committed, and her gaze kept flitting between the two of them even as Molly was making her case. Molly picked up on this, sure enough, and it brought her great pleasure to think that she had things taken care of. A grin crossed her face, and she even let out a bit of a snicker. But she couldn't let this hold her up - after all, she had work to be done here.

Molly swung herself forward, and Amelia was caught off guard by the sudden impact, brought down to the mat with a thud. Molly quickly rolled to her knees behind her, going to pull Amelia's arm behind her to execute a chickenwing hammerlock and twist her wrist back behind her shoulderblades, if she could reach it in time.

[FinyBoy]

Indeed, Satsuki had been so mad, she had not even realized that she was making it difficult for the ref to do her job! Her anger was proving to be just as much of a thorn in her side as it was being a source of motivation. But what else was she supposed to do? Let her friends fall victim to cheap tactics and unfair rulings? There was no way she way just going to stand idly by and watch it happen without some sort of acknowledgement!

Back in the ring, Amelia was having a few issues of her own, as despite her best efforts to defend against it, Molly managed to get through her guard and get her into a hammerlock. Her arm was pulled into a very painful position as she became subject to it's misery. "YAAAAARG!" she screamed out.

Being put into a hammerlock was relatively easy to get out of if one was standing up. A kick backwards, a few strong elbows, a reversal, or even a rope break were all pretty decent options. But Amelia was on the canvas, which meant that it was significantly harder to do any of those things with the awkward positioning she was in. As Molly continued to hold her tightly, Amelia would try to roll herself around, looking to "un-hammerlock" herself. It would be a slow and painful process, but if she could pull it off, she would look to turn it into some kind of arm bar.

[CaptainL]

As she watched from her corner, resting on the ropes, Chelsea looked across the ring to see the fury on Satsuki's face as she watched Molly put her partner into her hold. Even if she wasn't the one dishing out the hurt herself, it still pleased her to know that her team was securing the edge. And she was perfectly content to taunt Satsuki about it, meeting her gaze from across the ring with an all too wide smile.

Molly, meanwhile, was straining to push Amelia's forearm closer against her back, as she tightened down the pressure on the hammerlock, gritting her teeth and pushing in tighter against Amelia to put her weight against her back. She felt the body underneath her rock violently to the sides, as Amelia tossed herself back and forth to try and shake herself free. But little did Amelia know, Molly had a plan, and one that wouldn't allot Amelia the time she needed in getting out of the hold. Using her other arm, Molly locked down on Amelia's head, wrenching back on it in addition to the hammerlock, to transition into a crossface chickenwing.

[FinyBoy]

Cheslea's attempts to taunt Satsuki worked like a charm. The orange lightweight could be seen glaring the sharpest daggers ever at the blonde bunny in the corner. She was vice gripping the ropes so hard, it was a wonder how they didn't snap under the squeeze of her angry hands! All of this was really starting to build in Satsuki. She had been angry before (as did pretty much every other human being), but somehow these bunny girls really knew how to get under her skin. It was like they knew the exact pressure point to poke to make her go berserk, and she hated it.

As Satsuki was continuing to seethe in her corner, Amelia was in a world of trouble. Despite her best efforts to fight back against Molly's hold, Molly was able to transition from a hammerlock to a cross-face chicken wing. "YAAAAARGH!" she screamed as she was hurting more and more. The hold wasn't getting any easier to get out of either. Was this going to be the end?

Amelia didn't want to think so! It took her a little while of wiggling around before she would attempt to use her free arm to begin elbowing the exposed side of Molly. She would send a few of those back into her opponent, hoping that it would loosen up the hold. If it did, she would then try to power out of the rest of the hold.

[CaptainL]

This was practically an even better result than anything Chelsea could ever have hoped for. She could see the rage boiling in Satsuki and growing hotter by the moment - and all this without her even needing to so much as enter the ring! Looking to see if she could push it even harder, Chelsea had another taunt in mind. It was sure to fall on deaf ears, as Molly was a bit busy at the moment to translate her, but nonetheless, she would lean in further against the ropes until she was practically bent over them at the waist, casually resting her chin in her hands as she looked across at Satsuki smugly. "Oi, what have we 'ere? Ye a barm pot, like?"

Molly, meanwhile, was well occupied with Amelia, and so far it looked like she was easily leading the action in the ring. She grit her teeth, focusing her energy on keeping up this hold as she pushed harder at Amelia's arm from behind her back, all the while pulling back on her head with the crook of her arm. However, in adopting such a hold, Molly had relinquished the opportunity to have an arm free - which meant that when Amelia in turn managed to free a limb, there was nothing she could do about it! A few sharp blows fell against Molly's side, and with a groan, it became more and more difficult for her to hold onto her opponent. Soon enough, her hold would be weakened enough for Amelia to pull free, leaving her to stagger back away from her.

[FinyBoy]

It was taking nearly all of Satsuki's self control not to go over there and rip Chelsea a new one. Chelsea made a posture and made some kind of verbal taunt. Luckily, Satsuki hadn't understood her, which was probably the only reason why she wasn't leaping over the ropes to go make some blonde rabbit stew. Still, she was pretty pissed either way, and was hungry to get back in the action. Finally, she focused her attention on the two in the ring.

Amelia managed to power out of the hold and staggered away from Molly. Her arm and neck were aching to all hell, and they were difficult to move on their own. She looked to her partner and saw that Satsuki had her hand out, waiting for a tag. Her face was dead serious, with the usual excited Satsuki no where to be seen. "Good work, Amelia! Let me take over from here!" she told the girl in pink.

Amelia hesitated a bit, but ultimately caved and decided to tag in her friend. If no one else interfered, she would make her way to her corner and tag Satsuki in.

[CaptainL]

With Amelia getting out of the hold, Molly was off her balance, going staggering back away from her opponent. If she so wished, Amelia would easily have been able to turn the tide by getting some hits in on Molly and taking advantage of her staggered state. But that wasn't in the cards for her. Instead, hearing Satsuki's call from her corner, Amelia set her sights on tagging her partner in to take her place.

Molly wouldn't complain about that. As Amelia was getting Satsuki into the ring, Molly took the time to get her bearings, straightening herself and tightening her gloves before she looked back up at Satsuki with a grin, ready to meet whatever challenge she had head-on. "Okay, then!" she said, "Bring it on!"

[FinyBoy]

Amelia tagged in her partner, who was ever-more chomping at the bit to get back into this match. This, of course, wasted precious time that could have been used to regain some offense. However, clearer heads didn't prevail this time around. Amelia, who was more being swept into Satsuki's pace, simply followed orders. She made the tag, which meant Satsuki was now the legal competitor.

Shaina had been watching this match happen before her eyes, yet couldn't seem to make much headway of things from this vantage point. She had been cheering on her team, but the uncharacteristic anger that Satsuki was showing was giving her a weird feeling deep inside of her. A feeling that was knocking on her door, wanting to be let out. She suppressed it before it could do much more.

Satsuki used the ropes to slingshot herself upwards and vaulted over the top rope and into the ring. She made a steady landing and immediately looked at her opponents. However, instead of engaging Molly, she pointed directly at Chelsea. "I want her, now!" She left no room for discussion as she ordered Molly to tag her partner in.

[CaptainL]

Now prepared to face down Satsuki in the ring, Molly struck a confident and defiant pose, standing up straight with one hand on her hip and the other balled at her side. Now having finished proving herself against Amelia, she felt ready for anything, and she was all set to show Satsuki what she was made of! Flashing a toothy grin to her opponent, Molly stood ready to await her first move-

Or not, as she heard Satsuki issue the challenge to her sister instead. At first, Molly was confused, blinking a few times in bewilderment as she thought what this could mean. Was she not good enough? It was supposed to be her turn in the ring, wasn't it? A murmur of "W-Whaaa..?" escaped her for a moment. But Chelsea had got the message, whether she could understand the words or not. She knew that Satsuki wanted. And she climbed into the ring over the ropes, pushing Molly aside as she came over to stare Satsuki down with narrowed brows.

"She wants ta fight me, Moll," Chelsea explained, "An' I say, if she's gorra deathwish, like, she can go 'ed! Ye get back now, I'll take care 'a this, like." Molly sighed, a bit disappointed that she couldn't take to the ring, but she conceded to Chelsea's points and stepped back to their corner. "Well...okay..."

Chelsea, meanwhile, was already storming up towards Satsuki, jabbing a finger in her direction. "I 'ope ye nah wha' you're gettin' into, ye beaut! Are ye messin', like? Well...ye'd better geg out now, if ye dun wanna find out!" Not giving Satsuki much time to respond, Chelsea would then pull back her arm, going to deliver a hard chop across her chest!