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

[FinyBoy]

It was a shame that things had to be like this. In a different setting, Molly and Satsuki could probably have been best friends. They both had a passion for wrestling, and it was clear as day that both loved doing what they did in the ring. Sadly, the circumstances had put them on different sides of this war, and to that extent, they were nothing but sworn enemies.

In a different context, Satsuki would have had no problem tangling with Molly. She probably would have enjoyed herself too. But she had enough of Chelsea, and was only focused on giving her a piece of her mind... and her fists. Lucky, the devious blonde had got the message loud and clear, getting in the ring to switch places with her disappointed sister.

The tension in the ring only escalated for there. It was obvious how much the two girls felt about each other in this moment, and no one in that arena would have trouble guessing what was about to happen next. Chelsea was talking trash again, at least as far as Satsuki could guess. She decided to give a response this time, saying "Do you ever shut up?"

But just as soon as she finished saying that did Chelsea's hand smack her hard across the chest with a huge chop! She recoiled a bit from the hit, but wasn't about to take that lying down. She would immediately fire back with a chop of her own, hard and fast, in the same area that Chelsea had hit. The crowd started to cheer each time Satsuki's slap hit.

[CaptainL]

Just from looking across at Satsuki, Chelsea's eyes narrowed, meeting her with a cold and steely glare. The tension was palpable throughout the arena; even Molly, standing by in her corner, could feel it, the hairs on the back of her neck practically standing on end from the anticipation of the inevitable collision that was sure to come any moment. Everyone might have known what was going to happen - it was just a question of when. And everyone was silent, waiting for the tension to break.

Satsuki said something, but Chelsea paid no heed; she couldn't understand a word, and she reckoned it was no doubt something stupid anyway, hardly worth her time. She felt the rough smack against the edge of her hand, still a bit sore from the impact, but it was still enough to make her smirk. "'ow ye like that?" she taunted. But before Chelsea could meet her with anything else, Satsuki was quick to strike back, trading a blow of her own right back at the blonde, who staggered back with a cough. "Bloody wanker..." she muttered, but she was quick to throw herself back into things, lunging back at Satsuki to throw another chop for her again, aiming for the same location in the hopes it'd still be softened up from the last blow.

[FinyBoy]

Satsuki fired back after Chelsea's first attack with a hard chop of her own, centered basically in the same place Chelsea had hit her. She really put her strength into it, wanting Chelsea to really feel her frustrations. The slap that was heard rang out around the arena, and the crowd yelled "Yay!" when it happened. But Chelsea wasn't going to take that lying down! No sooner had Satsuki sent her chop into Chelsea's chest did the blonde girl shoot another one back at Satsuki, smacking her right in the same place as before.

"Ouch!" yelped Satsuki, recoiling a bit more than last time from the hit. The crowd let out a resounding "Boo!" when it hit. "Blonde Bimbo..." Satsuki retorted as she struck back with yet another hard chop to the same position. The crowd screamed "Yay!" again as Satsuki hit her mark with her chop. Thus had the match degenerated into a chopping contest.

[CaptainL]

Undeterred by the damage she had endured from Satsuki's efforts to counter her blows, Chelsea was determined to throw back more and more chops of her own, throwing one for each hit Satsuki landed on her. With Satsuki trying to beat her at her own game, Chelsea simply couldn't stand for being outdone. She would have to prove to everyone, particularly Satsuki, that she was the superior in this trial, and that Satsuki's chops couldn't even begin to match her own. The crowd cheering on Satsuki's hits - and rather pointedly not her own; Chelsea was even sure she heard a few boos from her chops - were just serving to irritate her further. She wanted nothing more than to prove them all wrong.

But the growing soreness in her chest was telling her that that might be harder than she had suspected. Satsuki could indeed hit hard - and Chelsea hated it, just as much as she hated admitting that she had an edge here. But she still wasn't going to let her walk away so easily. Chelsea was willing to change her tactics if she had to, and here she went for a different approach - as Satsuki's next hand flew for her, Chelsea would go to try and catch her arm, transitioning into a wrist lock as she tried to bend at the joint once she had it under control.

[FinyBoy]

The chops fired back and forth between the two competitors with a viciousness that neither had experienced before. She may not have liked her very much, but even Satsuki had to give Chelsea credit for the strikes she was throwing back at the Japanese girl. For a small while, it seemed like the girls were locked in a stalemate of chopping. However, it would be Chelsea who was the one to break the deadlock first.

As Satsuki's arm came in for another chop, the Brit caught it and twisted it around. It was being bent in an awkward position, and before she knew it, Satsuki had been trapped in a wrist lock. "Urg..." White hot pain shot up her arm as her wrist was being twisted like hair braids. "ARG!" It hurt, the joint manipulation hurt! She felt like she might lose her hand right here! No! She couldn't lose her composure. Not against this enemy!

Bearing through the pain, Satsuki sent a swift kick to Chelsea's stomach to loosen the hold. Should that work, she would then look to try and send a roundhouse kick to Chelsea's face!

[CaptainL]

Applying the torque to Satsuki's wrist, Chelsea smirked contentedly to herself. She was pleased with herself enough as it were to be able to dish out some punishment to her with her chops, but it was also causing her own chest to grow sore, and she knew that she could only get so far on trying her luck. It would be better to go with another option - and when the next chop came, she was able to counter it into a vicious wristlock! Hearing the groans coming from Satsuki would only encourage her further, as she tried to twist her arm even more. "So, 'ows ye like that, ye div?" she teased.

But Satsuki would be able to fight through it all the same - and Chelsea's efforts at manipulating her wrist would be cut off from the boot landing against her stomach. With a cough, Chelsea bent forward, her grasp on Satsuki starting to weaken and slip back. She was doubled over at the waist - which happened to put her head at just the right level to be hit by Satsuki's kick, sending her falling to her knees with a thud and a groan, her head still spinning from the impact.

[FinyBoy]

Both kicks managed to hit their marks. Chelsea fell to her knees after the roundhouse kick smacked her right in the head. Now, with Chelsea at her mercy, it was time for Satsuki to start building a big lead. Lining herself up in front of the kneeling blonde, Satsuki started sending kicks into Chelsea's chest. She made sure to aim them at the red spot that had been left by the chopping session earlier.

After a few of those hit their their target, Satsuki would send another big kick into Chelsea's chest, looking to get her flat on her back, if possible. Assuming this all went down as Satsuki had planned it, she would grab Chelsea by the legs and drag to the center of the ring. From there, she would raise her arm up again into the air and rally to the crowd once more. "Let's GOOO!" She was looking to go for one of her signature moves, the Loop-o-Plane!

[CaptainL]

Satsuki was building back her momentum, however slowly, and the crowd was behind her every step of the way, the boos that had been directed towards Chelsea being subsumed with cheers for Satsuki to fight on harder. With each kick that landed into Chelsea's chest the cheers grew higher and louder, urging Satsuki to keep up the fight and punish her adversary.

Chelsea, too, was growing weaker from the prolonged assault, each blow seeming harder and more painful than the last. She started to cough and wheeze as she was kicked onto her back, leaving herself open as Satsuki closed in to grab her by the legs. As the brunette began to haul her back towards the center of the ring, she was in no shape to do much more than go along with it, as the crowd erupted in an even wilder cheer in response to Satsuki's encouragement.

[FinyBoy]

With Chelsea right where she wanted her, Satsuki knew it was time to push the tide of this match firmly into her favor. "LET"S GOOOOO!" She once again threw her fist into the air as the crowd erupted in support for the girl in orange.

She pointed to the ropes that were running parallel to Chelsea's body, then charged them. Bouncing off, she then then began charging headlong towards the downed wrestler in the center of the ring. Upon reaching Chelsea, Satsuki would jump upwards and do a somersault in mid-air. She then would immediately come down with a vicious double stomp aimed at Chelsea's midsection.

Should she be successful in doing this, she would continue running forwards towards the opposite set of ropes, making sure that Chelsea was still flat on her back. With the first part of her move done, she would be looking to go for the second part of this devastating signature move!

[CaptainL]

The crowd was cheering Satsuki already for standing up against Chelsea's brutal assault, giving her hated rival the trouncing her cheating and disrespectful ways had long since earned her in the eyes of all the fans. But Satsuki's encouragement only spurred it on more. The crowd was giving it their all, cheering and applauding for Satsuki every step of the way as she got into position. Molly leaned over the ropes from her corner to give a solitary "Boooo!" in protest, but it was easily drowned out by all the noise made in the brunette's favor.

Chelsea was indeed still on her back when Satsuki came back towards her, and with two boots coming down into her stomach, she would take it head-on, causing her to let out a pained scream as she bucked up off the mat. She would soon after fall back down, winded from the sharp pain in her gut, and open to Satsuki's next move. The crowd was cheering her on loud now, calling out her name as she built more and more momentum behind her to go and complete her signature move. It was looking like Satsuki had a clear shot ahead of her, and that this would certainly turn the tides in her favor...

"NO!"

Suddenly, though, all would change, as Molly dived into the ring at the last minute, just as Satsuki was getting ready to hop off the ropes for her moonsault. The younger Forster would go to shove her sister out of the way at the last minute, putting herself in harm's way instead! It might have been a cheap shot, and that may have been how the Bunnies had handled things in general thanks to Chelsea's influence, but above all else, Molly truly did care about her family, and she was willing to risk it for her!