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

[FinyBoy]

The first part of her move went off without a hitch. Satsuki was in the clear to continue her devastating move, and she wasted little time in doing so. With both the crowd, momentum, and adrenaline all behind her, Satsuki bounced off the ropes and came back charging once again at the downed Bunny. It was looking like Chelsea was about to be in a really bad spot, and the crowd was all but ready to see that happen.

That's when things changed. As Satsuki was getting close to Chelsea, Molly jumped into harms way, pushing Chelsea out of it. Satsuki was going too fast to be able to stop herself at this point, so she simply continued the move she was going for. She reached Molly and jumped up, doing a back flip this time before landing on top of Molly in a standing moonsault! Normally, Satsuki would use this time to go for the cover, but instead immediately got off of Molly and backed away. She was pretty surprised by what Molly had just done, and couldn't really decide what to make of the situation. Besides, Molly wasn't the legal wrestler anyway, so pinning her right now wouldn't have been any good anyway.

The crowd sent a hailstorm of boos towards the blonde girls for their cheating interference, but for once Satsuki didn't really feel the same way. In the split second that she saw Molly dive to take the hit for her sister, she saw Molly's face. It wasn't the face of someone who didn't care about cheating. It was the face of someone who just wanted to save her sister. Satsuki could respect that. In fact, given the circumstances, she might do the same for her friends as well, if the circumstances prevailed.

Soon, the ref came over, yelling and admonishing at Molly for breaking the rules. The official would then begin to "guide" Molly back to her corner. This helped to snap Satsuki out of her little trance and got her to start searching for Chelsea. Upon finding her, she would begin to make her way over to the blonde girl.

[CaptainL]

Even Chelsea thought that she might not stand a chance at getting out of this one. Satsuki had hit her hard, and with the momentum she was building up behind her, she was sure that the next hit would be even harder. She hated to admit it, as she looked up with a wince at the painful sensation in her gut, but she might well lose the match here.

That was, until Molly made the save for her, lunging in to take the hit instead. Though Satsuki's feet would hit a body beneath her, it wouldn't be Chelsea's, as Molly let out a cry of pain before falling against the mat. All the same, she glanced back up towards Chelsea enough to offer a thumbs-up in her direction, signaling her she would be okay. As Chelsea was getting to her feet, she had to nod in response to her sister. She had risked taking damage that might well haunt her the rest of the match, but it was all for her partner's benefit. The two really did have hearts. They just didn't have any room in them for their opponents.

Speaking of opponents, though, it was now Chelsea's turn to react, as she was starting to get the air back in her lungs. Her strength returning to her, she climbed up the ropes while Satsuki was still distracted, getting to the top rope and crouching both to recover her stamina and to wait. As Satsuki's eyes scanned the arena, she wouldn't see Chelsea around for a moment. But she was soon to make her voice heard.

"Ye lookin' fer me, ye manc?" came Chelsea's announcement from above Satsuki, right before she lunged in for her with a dropkick off the top rope aimed directly at her head!

[FinyBoy]

With Satsuki temporarily distracted and the ref preoccupied with getting Molly's injured body out of the ring, Chelsea had plenty of time to not only get to her feet, but climb to the top rope as well. It took a few moments for the ref to retake control of the situation. As a result, Satsuki had some time to re-orientate herself, and was soon using it to search for the legal Brit.

Much to her chagrin, Chelsea had been using this time wisely. Despite taking the first part of Satsuki's Loop-o-Plane, Chelsea had managed to steel herself and make it to the top rope where she was perched and ready to take flight. Then, as Satsuki turned to find her, the Japanese girl only saw a flash of yellow and red as a pair of boots smashed into her face and sent her flying across the ring. "BOOFAH!"

She would come to a stop on the other side of the ring, right by the ropes, lying face down and not moving. Other than the breaths she was taking, Satsuki would remain motionless for the time being. The drop kick had rocked her world, and now the momentum that she had built up had now come to a screeching halt.

As all that transpired, both Amelia and Shaina screamed out for their friend as she was blindsided by that kick. Amelia shot her arm out for a tag, even though Satsuki wasn't showing any sort of life at the current time. The situation had turned dire almost instantaneously.

[CaptainL]

After taking the collision from Satsuki's signature move, Chelsea was still aching, but it was a pain she was willing to fight her way through in order to get up to the top rope in preparation for her next move. Glaring back down at her hated opponent from her perch, Chelsea was quick to hit her kick on Satsuki, knocking her off her feet as the crowd instantly started to boo her amidst winces of sympathy for Satsuki. Seeing Chelsea's brutal tactics was bad enough, but when they came so soon after it seemed Satsuki was almost about to secure the win, it was even worse.

Seemingly emboldened by her success, Chelsea was quick to capitalize, as she ran back in at the downed Satsuki to deliver a stomp against her back. "Whaddaye think 'a dat?" Which would soon be followed by another. "An' dat!" And then another - several more, in fact. "An' dat, an' dat, an' dat one too, like!" With every stomp that landed on Satsuki, another round of boos and jeers went through the crowd. But in the midst of her assault, Chelsea wouldn't notice Satsuki reach her hand out to get the tag, and Amelia would surely be in a prime position to counterattack!

[FinyBoy]

Satsuki spent the next few moments face down on the canvas. Admittedly, it tasted like wrestler feet, which was pretty much to be expected. And no, she didn't actually know what wrestler feet tasted like. Soon, that thought would be interrupted as Chelsea began stomping away at the Japanese girl. The sharp pain from each stomp jolted her awake from her hazy state of mind. "OOF! AFF! ACK! OOH!" Each stomp hurt a little more than the last. Then, as she turned her head, she could see the outline of her tag team partner, reaching out for her.

Amelia had to strain herself in reaching for Satsuki, but soon Satsuki's hand would shoot out and slap the pink girl's hand. The ref acknowledged the tag and Amelia became the legal wrestler. Getting into the ring, she crept behind Chelsea while the blonde girl was continuing to stop away at Satsuki. After getting into position behind her foe, Amelia called out to the Brit: "Hey, Chelsea!"

As soon as Chelsea turned around, she would be greeted by Amelia's boot as the girl in pink looked to take her head off with a super kick to the face! Should it hit, Amelia would make sure to get Satsuki back to their corner safely before continuing with the match.

[CaptainL]

As rapt in her excitement over delivering such stomps to her opponent's back as Chelsea was, the blonde was hardly paying much attention to what Satsuki was doing, even if she was in a tricky position being downed in the corner. As far as Chelsea was concerned, she couldn't possibly pose that much of a threat, after her dropkick had landed a devastating blow to her and lined her up for even more vicious stomps. The possibility of Satsuki tagging out of the ring didn't even cross her mind - at least, not until Amelia spoke up, at last announcing her presence.

Chelsea was a bit frustrated that she couldn't carry out her plans, but nevertheless she looked back up, only to find that the voice wasn't coming from behind the ropes as she expected it to. Confused, she blinked a few times, then looked back over her shoulder to try and address the source of the noise. At the very least, she had heard her name being called, which was enough for her to understand. "Whadda ye w-" was all she could manage before Amelia's kick rang out, connecting solidly with her face!

As Chelsea buckled backwards with a crack from the harsh blow, her feet gave out from under her, causing her to fall into the corner in a daze slumped against the ropes and the post. Groaning under her breath, she was left dazed, ripe for Amelia to take back the momentum as Satsuki left the ring!

[FinyBoy]

Amelia's long legs extended outwards as her foot crashed into Chelsea's face with a sickening SMACK! Chelsea went down in a heap in the corner, which gave Amelia some time to help her injured teammate into her corner. The match had now entered a back and forth phase again, and right now, the Carnival Girls had the control stick. She was relieved to see that other than being a bit out of it, Satsuki was still doing OK. Hopefully, Amelia would be able to let her recover a bit more before she had to tag in again.

Once that was taken care of, Amelia turned her attentions back to Chelsea. There was little doubt in her mind that Chelsea wasn't doing great. She had already taken that first part of Satsuki's signature move, and then took a super kick to the face. It would take a hell of a lot of tenacity to recover from that quickly.

Assuming the blonde girl was still dazed in the corner, Amelia would make her way to the opposite end of the ring and get into a ready stance. Then, she would charge the Brit in the corner, looking to plow into her with a set of double knees! If she succeeded in doing so, she would pull Chelsea out of the corner and go for the pin.

[CaptainL]

Having just been through what she'd been through, it was no surprise that Chelsea was in no shape to fight back. The effects of the blows she had taken up to this point were starting to take their toll on her, and while she might have been able to coast by on adrenaline enough to deliver a few stomps to Satsuki, that was fading - and for that matter, the superkick straight to the face was doing a good job of bringing her back into reality. She was still slumped against the corner, on her feet but only tenuously, up until Amelia came in with a double knee. As the blonde let out a cry, she doubled over forward, clutching her stomach with a low hiss of pain as she fell to her knees.

She was still in a daze as Amelia pulled her back towards the center of the ring, looking to prevent her from going for any rope breaks. Even then, Chelsea wasn't in much of a frame of mind to go for that anyway. It looked as though Amelia had the clear shot for a pin, as the ref got down to count.

"One! Two!"

The crowd watched on the edge of their seats, convinced that the Carnival Girls would finally take back the victory they had deserved this whole time. Cheers grew louder and louder as they saw the light at the end of the tunnel. But Molly, sore as she might have been from taking the Loop-o-Plane for her partner, was still out to help her sister out in any way she saw fit, even if she had to bend the rules to do so. As was so when she jumped over the ropes, moving in to try and launch herself onto Amelia with a flying crossbody as she got close to disrupt the pin.

[FinyBoy]

Amelia hit her double knees straight into Chelsea. The move was huge and Chelsea was down. Amelia had her in the center of the ring for the pin, and it all seemed like things were about to come to an end. All of Chelsea's gloating was about to come back to bite her right here and now. She wasn't so high and mighty after all. She was just another run-of-the-mill wrestler, like everybody else. On top of that, she was about to lose the match for her team.

That was, until the even tenacious Molly powered through all kinds of pain to land a cross-body straight onto the two girls, breaking up the pin before it could reach three. "OOF!" Amelia rolled away from the the two Brits as she grabbed her back in pain. Once again, for the umpteen-millionth time this match, Molly had interjected herself to save her sister from certain doom. It served as both a point of frustration and a point of admiration for the Carnival Girls.

Satsuki just barely had made it to her feet in her corner when this all went down. Still hurting and tired, she yelled: "Come on, ref! Disqualify them already!" But of course, all the official did was give Molly yet another stern warning and a threat to disqualify her the next time she interfered. Because she wasn't told that the last five hundred times she interfered in this match.

Amelia began climbing back to her feet. She was starting to feel the effects of fatigue as well. All of them were. Despite everything that had gone down so far, all four wrestlers had taken a beating in this match. Now, it would simply come down to who could outlast the other at this point. Amelia finally made it to her feet, and was now looking over at the Forster sister, deciding what to do next.

[CaptainL]

Molly's effort proved successful, and Amelia was shaken off from Chelsea long enough to break her pin. The older Forster looked up at her sister as Molly helped her back on her feet, shooting her a thumbs-up in approval, but soon Molly's attention would be directed back at Satsuki, as she couldn't help but giggle a little at her exasperated remark. All the same, she guided Chelsea back to the corner, where she would tag in, making her take over the position of legal woman in the match. "Calm down, calm down," she said, while Chelsea nodded to her and smirked. "Good job there, Molly. I owe ye. Now, take it away!"

On Chelsea's encouragement, Molly turned back around to face down the Carnival Girls ahead of her. Her legs felt heavy under her, and as she took a step forward she grimaced with pain, reaching back around to hold her aching back and try to dull the sensation. But she knew that her sister was counting on her, and it was all up to her now. Narrowing her eyes, she stared Amelia down, committing to making her mark. Whether Amelia was ready for her or not, Molly was already in the process of sprinting back towards her as fast as her weary legs could carry her, getting in position for a clothesline!