Maoris and Vikings: Karen Gale vs Sven Thorsten

[Underdoggo]

As Karen dropped down across her huge opponent, the ref immediately started the countdown-- a countdown that ended as soon as it began, as Sven suddenly twisted up underneath her! Holding her breath, Karen knelt upright. Of course it wouldn't be that easy, she figured. An opponent of Sven's sheer size and power was going to take a lot of work to wear down.

Rolling off Sven, Karen grabbed two handfuls of his blonde locks to pull him up to a sitting position, before kneeling in behind him, sliding her powerfularms across his forehead and throat as she tried to lock in a rear naked chokehold! "How's that, Sven?" she taunted with a smile, "feeling worn out yet?"

[Sven]

The three count ended soon and Karen left her pin position to take a kneeling position next to Sven. Before even moving a single muscle to stand, the blonde felt a harsh grab on his long hair which made him sit forcedfully. The white haired girl didn't wait a moment to continue her series of attacks at the expense of the Norse wrestler.

He didn't have Karen on front of him though. In fact soon after Sven felt two toned arms sliding and wrapping around his head and throat. "Ow! nnghh!" The blonde put both hands on her tattoed arms to try to unwrap the hold. "cough! ...quite ...good choke I have to say ... cough!" Sven started to move on the sides, right, then left, again right, trying to make the hold less tight. Then planted his feet well on the canvas to get a good leverage to try to stand bringing up both himself and Karen. Arduous attempt, but still, he had to find a way to get free.

[Underdoggo]

Karen's tattooed arms coiled tightly around Sven's throat, neatly cutting off his air supply; soon the gigantic Norseman was gagging and struggling to breathe, struggling hard in her grip. She felt him grab onto her forearms, and soon he was rocking from side to side in an effort to dislodge her grip. Karen hung on, her own teeth clenched as she squeezed into him from behind. "Hnng...not...gonna be that easy...big guy!" she growled.

Slowly but surely though, the Serpent began to power up to his feet, forcing Karen up with him. Soon, Sven was standing again, and Karen found herself barely clinging on. Cursing, Karen shifted her grip and tried to instead pull Sven into a side headlock, balling a fist and sending one, two, three punches into his blonde noggin to keep him stunned...