Ingrid speared Fuuka, and started launching punch after punch at Fuuka's face, turning this into more of a beatdown then a wrestling match. She did some damage, but Fuuka wa guarding. And then Ingrid realized something. She was getting way too upset and not like herself at all. And thus Ingrid temporary stopped her assault, and breathed to calm herself down. She needed to be more strategic in taking down Fuuka.
So she got off Fuuka, standing up and grabbing Fuuka's left leg. Anyone who knew Ingrid's offense knew that she was going for her main Submission. Ingrid would attempt to turn Fuuka onto her stomach, and then lock in the Half Boston Crab. Ingrid's Half Boston Crab
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Fuuka's arms weathered a massive driving hailstorm courtesy of Ingrid's fists, but suddenly, she stopped. Fuuka was still stuck underneath her, but Ingrid had stopped attacking. Judging by the look on her face and the breaths she was taking, it seemed that even Ingrid could realize when she needed to just calm down and think for a second.
Ingrid got off of Fuuka and reached for her leg, the jobber tried to use the moment Ingrid got off of her to bolt away, but she wasn't fast enough. Ingrid got Fuuka's leg, flipped her over, and locked her into a half Boston Crap, a variation of the single leg Boston Crab where the person applying the hold kneeled on the victim's back instead of sitting.
"AHH!" Fuuka screamed out in pain as Ingrid bent her hip and pressed down into her spine. The difference between a single leg crab and a full crab was well known, even to someone as inexperienced as Fuuka. Single leg dealt more damage in exchange for being easier to rope break. For Fuuka however, she was weak enough that Ingrid's knee was keeping her stuck firmly in place on the mat, so she was only feeling the extra pain.
Ingrid looked smug as she locked in the Half Boston Crab and heard Fuuka's grunts of pain. "See, this is what happens when good little jobbers like you decide to go against destiny. Now hopefully you know how to get out of this, just tap your hands against the mat and this will be over. " Ingrid taunted Fuuka in the Crab.
Ingrid yanked harder on Fuuka's leg, hoping to cause extra pain to the Bluenette.
Okay, now Fuuka was definitely in trouble. She had managed to block and dodge Ingrid for awhile but know the blonde had finally managed to catch Fuuka in a nasty submission which she couldn't escape from. Ingrid was clearly satisfied with herself if her instructions to Fuuka on how to submit were any indication. Well, looks like she about to get mad again, Fuuka thought.
"Oh I know how to submit, Ingrid," said Fuuka as she looked back at her with a strained smile. "I just don't feel the need to." The bluenette would not deny that she was asking for it, but in her defense, Ingrid had been making her mistakes when she was angry. Maybe making her mad was a good thing. It wasn't like she could do much in the way of escaping herself, she would need an opening from Ingrid if wanted to get free.
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Ingrid was slightly irked by Fuuka's comments. "Oh really now, okay then time for a change of plans." Ingrid said as she change strategies. And what she had planned for Fuuka next was quite nasty.
Standing up but still holding the leg, Ingrid used her left arm to slide down Fuuka's knee pad. After that, she would hold Fuuka's leg down, and then stomping with her left foot on the back of Fuuka's knee, a particularly vulnerable part of the body.
Fuuka smirked when Ingrid announced she was going to shift to something else. That meant an opportunity to slip free. The opportunity came when Ingrid stood up, removing her knee from Fuuka's back. In that moment, Fuuka kicked back at Ingrid with her free leg, pulled forward with her trapped leg, and lunged her whole body forward. Hoping to either pull her leg free from Ingrid's grasp, or gain enough distance to reach the ropes and escape that way.
Fuuka would get neither. She was simply too weak to pull herself free. And then, "AH!" Ingrid stomped on Fuuka's knee as a punishment for her failure. The only option Fuuka saw now was to continue trying to pull her trapped leg forward. If she could move it enough, it might destabilize Ingrid and make her lose balance since she was currently standing on it.
Ingrid stomped on Fuuka's bare knee as punishment. "Yeah, I bet you regret everything you said earlier." Ingrid mocked her blue Haired opponent. "Trust me, there ain't no waaaaaa." Ingrid was surprised as Fuuka pushed her leg forward, causing Ingrid to lose her grip and fall straight on her butt.
"Oh, really. We're gonna play that game?" Ingrid said before she got back up, before running towards Fuuka's prone body, ready to jump and hit a Body Splash to the back of her downed opponent.
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Fuuka's thrashing and squirming were able to successfully trip up Ingrid and cause her to fall onto the mat. Fuuka could tell that she was still clearly mad, but to her credit, she was at least able to keep her cool. When Fuuka turned as she started to roll onto her back, she saw Ingrid leap in to the air, her target being Fuuka herself.
More out of instinct than conscious thought, Fuuka turtle up with her limbs to defend herself. She pulled her knee's up to cover her stomach, and her arms down to cover her head and chest. When Ingrid landed on her, this size difference between the two was enough that Fuuka still felt every pound that had just crashed onto her, but Ingrid sure as hell felt it too. "I already told you that we are, Ingrid."
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Ingrid definitely landed on the cradled Fuuka with her entire body weight, all 125 pounds of muscle built from eating a lot of meat.But she also recieved pushback, as the way Fuuka positioned herself didn't make for the most comfortable landing. Ingrid rolled over, holding her midsection and closing an eye. "You little bitch!" She said the frustration growing ever higher for the Blond.
Ingrid forced herself up to her feet, and then attempted to Penalty Kick Fuuka right in her side. This will hopefully shut Fuuka up. Ingrid is losing her patience with this jobber.
Even though Fuuka had been able to make it hurt, Ingrid was still able to recover from the body splash before she had. Her frustration was clearly mounting, and Fuuka would be forced to feel that frustration when Ingrid punted her in her side. Fuuka went rolling across the ring. Ingrid had yet to really land that big hit on her, but Fuuka had still taken a beating that left her body stinging all over.
Fuuka got up, knowing Ingrid would almost undoubtedly come to her, but not knowing what she could really do about it. Fuuka did eventually come up with a plan. And that plan was to run. As Ingrid came at her Fuuka would retreat until she reached the ropes. She would bounce off of them and lower her shoulder into Ingrid, hoping that surprise factor and the momentum from the ropes could make up for the difference in size and strength.
