Rosie Knuckles vs Chiyo Hamamoto - Flames and Fists

[PuroQueen]

Getting into a striking exchange with someone named Rosie Knuckles. Yeah, not Chiyo's brightest moment. But desperate times called for desperate measures. And besides, it wasn't like her forearms strikes were completely feeble, even if Rosie wanted to act like they were. If only the rookie's courageous actions had yielded rewarding results. Instead, Chiyo was laid out on the canvas, curled up into a ball as her opponent circled around her like a vulture.

The soft pat on her leg barely registered. Chiyo was much more concerned with her opponent's encroaching footsteps, each one bringing the brawler closer to her shriveled-up frame. Chiyo's hunched-over position would soon be unraveled as Rosie's foot towered above her before rocketing into the poor girl's chest. "Aaaagh!" Chiyo shrieked, her body spasming as her opponent's heel dug deep into her torso. If Chiyo didn't hate her opponent before, she certainly did now. There was almost no redeeming quality about her, from her crude and needlessly cruel methods, to her callous disregard for sportsmanship and honor. As soon as Chiyo got back on her feet, she was going to show this knucklehead what's what! All she needed to do was find some way to-

"GAAAGH-UUUAAGH!" Another sad and painful cry gurgled through Chiyo's throat, eliciting a whole chorus of oohs and winces from the audience. The poor pinkette had just been subjected to the full force of Rosie's weight diving right on top of her, the brawler's knee like lightning bolt burrowing into her ribcage. Chiyo's body wanted to thrash, to writhe and wail in agony, but even that small relief would be denied from her as Rosie chose to keep the knee pinned in place over top of her.

"One!" - Oh no, it was already happening.

"Two!" - No, NO! Not yet!

Before the third and final count even began to leave the referee's lips, Chiyo interrupted it with a screaming cry of rage. Her leg would soar up from its supine position on the mat, aiming to dislodge her cocky opponent by hammering into the side of Rosie's head with a grounded pele kick!

[Dubski]

Rosie Knuckles had laid another two stiff strikes onto her downed opponent, finishing with pinning Chiyo down with a knee, pressing it into her chest. And then the Pink-Haired Pugilist even struck a double bicep pose from it, mugging for the cameras with satisfaction while the referee began to count for a pin. If it won her the match, honestly she'd be disappointed that she wouldn't be thrashing around Hamamoto even more. But if it did... well, at least it gave Chiyo a lesson to remember and made Rosie look like the boss ass bitch she proclaimed herself to be.

But after the two count, Knuckles' knee was dislodged from atop of Chiyo and she let out a brief chuckle of amusement at her opponent's kickout. However, it was the kick that she didn't expect from that. The flying boot went right to the side of her head, knocking Rosie to her side. Closing her eyes and grimacing in pain, she held the side of her head. An unexpected strike, but not one that would knock her out. One that was likely to only disable her for a bit of time--and that's precisely what it did as Rosie sat on her side, soothing the side of her skull from the hit. Good for Chiyo. She'd get her shit wrecked for it once Rosie got her hands on her again--but at the very least, Chiyo got herself some time to recover while Rosie did the same.

[PuroQueen]

It would have been a mortifying experience to be pinned under the knee of her brutish opponent, especially with the girl gloating on top of her. Luckily, Chiyo's last minute thinking had staved off such a possibility for now, but she wasn't the only one relieved at her successful escape. A large chunk of the crowd cheered her on, glad to see the rookie make a last-second recovery. However, she couldn't get her hopes up yet. She knew that she was no match for her opponent in a straight up slugfest, but she wouldn't let that stop her. She had other tools at her disposal for making the brawler pay. Her heart beat louder as she realized that she had only moments to get back into the fight before Rosie could recover.

Ignoring the pain, Chiyo performed a quick roll to her side, deftly positioning herself back onto her knees as fast as possible. Another quick pivot was all that was needed to bring her back up to her feet and hopefully right behind her still seated opponent. With a loud yell that screamed of genuine anger, Chiyo let her boot soar, hoping to strike the base of her opponent's back with a rage-filled kick!

Chiyo rarely put such malice behind an attack, but any inkling of restraint she normally would have employed vanished a long time ago. Rosie had made her intentions loud and clear when she said she wanted to brutalize the joshi, and with those words still at the forefront of her mind, the Japanese woman had no qualms about doing whatever was necessary to make sure that wouldn't happen. With another fierce cry, Chiyo sent her boot soaring again, this time right in the center of her opponent's spine for some additional sting.

If she had succeeded in stunning her opponent enough, then Chiyo would raise her finger to the crowds, letting them know she wasn't finished making her comeback quite yet. With an inspiring burst of speed, she dashed across the ring opposite Rosie, rebounding off the ropes and coming back at her opponent with blazing fury. With practiced precision, she would perform a forward roll with perfect timing, attempting to snatch up Rosie's boot halfway through before popping back up to her feet. Holding Rosie's leg firmly, Chiyo gave the girl's ankle a twist with all her might, hoping to get some sweet payback with her signature Coiling Dragon Lock right in the center of the ring!

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[Dubski]

Rosie Knuckles was trying to shake out the cobwebs in her head from that kick while she sat up on her side, scowling--which wasn't an abnormal expression for her. She huffed and was getting ready to come at Chiyo when she suddenly felt a hard kick to her spine, letting out a loud gasp of pain as she arched her body, grimacing. "Faaaaaahck...!" said Rosie airily, hands clenched as they pawed at the mat, trying to block the stinging pain from that hit. This chick at least knew how to put her feet to good use--not that it would help her in the long run. It just gave Rosie Knuckles another excuse to want to beat the stuffing out of her.

But before the Pink-Haired Pugilist could follow up, she suddenly felt her foot get picked, and she fell onto her front with a loud grunt. And then, in a moment later, her ankle was being twisted. "Aaaah! Damnit!" shouted Rosie as she pushed off of the mat with both hands, groaning loudly as she grit her teeth. "You better rip my damn leg off because I'm going to beat the everloving shit out of you!" yelled Knuckles, starting to make a crawl with her hands towards the ropes, gritting her teeth. Her ankle was starting to hurt more and more, and Chiyo wasn't giving in. Eventually, Rosie got close, then through a burst of energy managed to close the gaps to the ropes, throwing her arm over the bottom one, letting out a loud groan as she thrashed her free leg on the mat.

[PuroQueen]

Chiyo couldn't remember the last time it felt this good making an opponent hurt this bad. The young joshi was far from the sadistic type, but given the ruthless beating Rosie seemed dead set on giving her, Chiyo couldn't help but relish in her current victory. She lifted the leg higher and held it, letting out a satisfied grunt of exertion beneath the cries of her opponent's pain.

Even while suffering in the midst of the amazing reversal, Rosie couldn't help but continue to threaten the Red Hot pinkette. "Believe me, I'm trying!" Chiyo scoffed, her fingers tightening around Rosie's foot as she gave the ankle an additional bit of torque! But despite all her efforts, Chiyo's opponent was actually making progress along the mat, crawling inch by inch towards the edge of the ring. Chiyo tried to dig her heels into the canvas and slow down the woman's crawl, but pain sparked fiery determination in a fighter. Chiyo should know, she had felt the exact same way not too long ago!

The skilled technician actually knew how to anchor the move once and for all, and that was by bringing the ankle lock to the ground herself. But Rosie had beaten her to the punch, throwing her arm around the bottom rope before Chiyo had the time to reel her in for good. Still angry at her opponent, but not enough to break the rules, Chiyo immediately honored the rope break, letting Rosie's limb flop uselessly to the mat.

But Chiyo didn't plan on letting her opponent catch her breath, not even for a second. She gave the referee a quick nod for approval before once again stomping on Rosie's back, hopefully stunning her enough to then grab onto the girl's head and slump her whole body into a seated position against the ropes. With a small smile, Chiyo pointed a finger gun down at her foe, exciting the crowd by giving her opponent a quick Pew! before all of a sudden dashing to the ropes on the other side. The pinkette's famous speed would come into play once again as she came rocketing back in a blur of motion, the entire ring shaking beneath her every step. Once she was within range, Chiyo would leap up into the air with both legs pointed out like daggers in front of her, the soles of her boots poised and ready to slam into Rosie's face with her signature Flaming Missile dropkick!

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[Dubski]

Rosie had managed to get her arm over the bottom rope, gritting her teeth in pain and annoyance. She was going to really make her pay for that, Knuckles convinced herself. Her ankle felt relief, and that was fine. She could work around it. These pissant would-be grapplers always tried these sort of moves to slow her down. And they would be successful, but they'd still end up with a fat lip for their efforts for it. "Gah!" shouted out Rosie after, feeling a stomp on her back. She let out a low groan after scowling. She was then seated against the ropes, lip curled in anger as she laid against them.

The Pink-Haired Pugilist then rolled her eyes as her opponent gave a flashy little finger gun, leaning her head back. She hated these twerps and their stupid, cute gimmicks. But more importantly, it was setting up for a sprint across the ring for a rebound. Rookie move, Rosie thought, positioning her on the ropes like this, letting her watch her the whole time. She had a hurt ankle, a stinger on the back of her head, and a bit of a sore back from that stomp. Not anything that should keep her down for too long. Chiyo got excited. She got confident. And she got stupid.

And Rosie loved to show her opponents they were being stupid. As Chiyo was moving fast--faster than Rosie Knuckles had actually expected, the cute brawler was simply waiting for the right moment. As soon as Hamamoto left the air, Rosie rolled to the side, narrowly dodging the Flaming Missile, leaning her side on the ropes on her knees. Sucking in a deep breath as her opponent landed between the bottom and middle rope, Knuckles lined her up. She wanted to punish her for that one. She would go for a rising knee to the side of Chiyo's head, trying to catch her before she could re-orient herself after that missed dropkick!

[PuroQueen]

While her opponent may have been able to earn herself some refuge with that last second save on the ropes, Chiyo was keen on making sure it didn't last long. Her attack resumed almost as soon as the break was secured, allowing her to reposition the brawler seated again the ropes, all exposed and submissive-like. In fact, Rosie was looking so vulnerable, Chiyo couldn't help but take a few seconds to gloat by shooting a few taunting gestures her way, much to the ire of her opponent. Not that Chyio cared what the coarse pinkette though about her anyhow, besides, she was moments away from wiping that irked expression off of Rosie's face for good with a faceful of boot!

Or so she thought. Normally Chiyo's signature dropkick was a sure thing, if her opponent was properly splayed out. But despite her best efforts, it was clear she hadn't delivered quite enough damage to impair Rosie long enough. Chiyo's punishment was immediate, as Rosie dodged out of the way with perfect timing, leaving Chiyo to crash land between the ropes and find herself caught between the bottom two rungs. At least she hadn't been flung out of the ring completely, but her tangled up position was hardly any comfort. She tried to reposition herself, placing both hands on the canvas before attempting to crawl her way back in. The feeble efforts provided Rosie with not only enough time to recover, but enough time to issue a counterattack of her own.

The knee caught Chiyo completely unprepared, the stiff joint flying in the side of her temple with a sickened crack! Her vision temporarily went dark, her senses so numb she couldn't even muster a scream. Instead she just hung there, limp like a ragdoll on the bottom rope, her lower half dangling over the edge of the apron while her upper half struggled to cling onto the inside of the ring. While she wasn't dazed enough to warrant a knockout, one thing was for certain; Chiyo's near lifeless body was now dangerously susceptible to the brutal whims of her brawler opponent!

[Dubski]

Rosie had thrown her all into that knee strike, collapsing over top of Chiyo's still body after connecting with the vicious blow! Knuckles pushed herself up over top of Chiyo, planting a hand on her opponent's shoulder to prop herself up. She let out a soft groan as she reached back, rubbing her ankle with her free hand. "Dumbass," said Rosie, rolling her eyes as her opponent was stunned from her attack. Despite exceling at boxing, she could still throw a mean knee strike, and they didn't get much meaner than Rosie Knuckles.

At the very least, Rosie had plenty of time to do what she wanted. Standing up while Hamamoto was down, the Pink-Haired Pugilist would grab hold of Chiyo's head as she did so. "Let's take a ride," said Rosie grimly giving her a hard yank out of the ropes before shaking out her ankle one more time. Then, Rosie would tug Chiyo's head between her legs, giving a cocky grin to the nearest camera. Then, Knuckles would hoist Chiyo up onto her shoulders before turning to face the middle of the ring. And she would attempt to throw down her rookie opponent with a vicious Sitout Powerbomb she calls the Rosie Bomb! It would be a big slam that could further take Chiyo out of this match and tack on even more pain and allow her to take an even more commanding lead in the match up.

[PuroQueen]

Had Chiyo just been a little more prepared, then perhaps the knee strike wouldn't have felt like a bullet shooting through her skull. Perhaps she wouldn't be crumpled on the ropes, her body limp and unresponsive aside from the occasional groan. But as fate would have it, her dropkick had missed, leaving her completely unguarded in the aftermath. And now she was paying for it. She tried to move, to get back up, but her muscles refused to cooperate. She was dazed, barely aware of her surroundings.

As she lay there, she heard Rosie's taunting voice. It was like a slap in the face, a reminder of her helplessness. She gritted her teeth, her fists clenching and unclenching, but she couldn't muster the strength to fight back.

The next thing she knew, Rosie had grabbed her by the head and was pulling her out of the ropes. Chiyo's head swam as Rosie positioned her between her legs, and she felt a surge of panic as she tried to deduce what was coming next, but her bearings were completely out of alignment. It wasn't until Rosie hoisted her up onto her shoulders that the gravity of the situation finally dawned on her. Her mind raced, trying to come up with a way to escape. Chiyo tried to struggle, to break free, but by then it was too late. The powerbomb was already in motion. Chiyo felt her body being flung downwards with a force that sucked the breath out of her. Moments later, her spine compressed against the canvas, and she felt an explosion of pain in her lower back.

"AAAAUGH!" Chiyo screamed, but her voice was swallowed up by the deafening crash of her body on the mat. The impact sent shockwaves through her body, rattling her teeth and leaving her gasping for air. The poor pink-haired wrestler was left with no other option but to lay there groaning, her legs still draped over Rosie's shoulders from the sitout powerbomb!

[Dubski]

Chiyo Hamamoto's body was able to be pulled up with ease, and then slammed down into the mat with just as much ease, planting her into the canvas and letting the ring rock. Rosie Knuckles had finished off her Rosie Bomb no doubt inflicting quite a bit of pain onto Chiyo again. As Rosie sat there, her rookie opponent's legs dangled on her shoulders and Rosie grinned, shaking her head casually. "Hell of a landing though," said the Pink-Haired Pugilist casually.

Rosie would then prop one knee up and rested her elbow on it, and then her head on her fist, looking quite cocky as she grinned cheekily to the referee, gesturing to her fallen opponent with her free hand. "Well? Count it," said Knuckles, adopting one of the most casual pins ever. She didn't seem to care if she got the win with this or not--mostly it was just a show and to see if her dopey opponent could actually kick out.

So the cute brawler rolled her eyes up, listening as the referee began her count.

"ONE!"