Shout it out loud! Gail vs Mic Chick!

[SubtleRoar]

*Managing to land the gargantuan maneuver with a resounding* "THUMP!" *That sent Mic Chick spiraling into the canvas, coaxing out a massive pop from the enthused audience! However, Gail herself wasn't feeling so hot afterwards- While fully capable of maintaining a steady hold on the reins of this altercation, she felt slightly dizzy after whirling her diminutive body around in such a hasty fashion, visibly staggering sideways to try and regain her footing.*

"Keep on fighting! Keep on fighting!" *They began applauding in unison, ecstatic over having witnessed such a phenomenal move executed in a nearly flawless manner. While the fight was certainly far from over, it seemed as though the pendulum had swung in Gail's favor for the time being, which she intended to capitalize upon once her body recuperated.*

"Uugghh..woah now...steady girl.." *She gently mumbled to herself before finally clasping the edge of the upper rope, gingerly dangling overtop of the closest cord while quietly observing her opponent's suffering from across the arena. Narrowing her eyes to hone in on her target, Gail approached the prostrated female before looming overtop of her before snaking her arms around the base of the blondes throat, hoisting her upwards while attempting to ensnare her right arm within a chicken wing hold!*

"I'd rather you get choked, blondie~" *Gail finally returned the scathing hot banter Mic Chick tossed in her direction, maintaining a relatively weak yet steady hold against her foe. while she wasn't fully capable of applying a vicious choke due to her energy being diminished, she wasn't about to pass on an opportunity to tack on some extra damage whenever possible!*

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[Dubski]

Mic Chick was still feeling the effects of the Reverse Tornado DDT she had taken, and from the chokehold that preceded it. She took deep breaths and she felt fortunate that her opponent hadn't followed up yet. She wasn't sure why, but right now she didn't much care. Just as the rocker was getting ready to stand on her own, she felt her green-haired foe grab a hold of her and then lock in a crossface chicken wing hold, making Mic yelp in surprise!

Gritting her teeth, Mic's free arm dangled down as she tried to find her solution to this new predicament she was in. She knew she wouldn't last too long in this chokehold after the last and she glanced around the ring until she realized where she was. The singer would then struggle enough to move Gail slightly to line her up where she wanted. And, when she did that, Mic would let out a yell and then attempt to run straight back with the intent of smashing Gail to the corner of the ring with as much impact as her body could throw back into her! Mic would hope that would be enough to dislodge the girl from her, and if successful, she would stagger forward and try to throw a Pele Kick to the head of Gail in desperation!

[SubtleRoar]

*Retaining her menacing grip around the base of the bombshell's throat, Gail continued to wrench against her vulnerable neck while simultaneously yanking her wrist backwards in an attempt to continue her unfettered dominance over the enfeebled woman. However, just as she was about to physically overtake her prostrated prey, it seemed as though the tenacious rockstar summoned just enough energy to pose an infuriating challenge to keep her immobilized!*

"H..hey..h..hold still!" *The irate tornado demanded, trying valiantly to wiggle her hostage back into a secure spot. Unfortunately for her, the diminutive height she boasted wasn't doing her any favors- Something the Mic Chick would exploit with her brilliant display of in-ring prowess. Before she had a chance to process what was transpiring, she felt the bombastic blonde send her hobbling backwards, only to subsequently send herself flying into the winded whirlwind's body to cause her to flail backwards into a nearby ring post!*

"Ggguhhh!" *She grumbled from the anguish coursing through her frame, and before she knew it, a subsequent punt to her skull would be the cherry on top, causing Gail to slump against the bottom turnbuckle with a look of pure anguish curling up across her visage.* "N...nice...kick..." *She stammered through prostrated breathing, unable to clasp the dire reality of her situation.*

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[Dubski]

Mic had shown her wherewithal by being able to slam Gail against the turnbuckle, and then further cemented her toughness by being able to hit a Pele Kick right after that. The rock star landed rather haphazardly on the mat, on her face with one of her legs laying on the bottom rope. She was cringing and trying to catch her breath as she laid right in front of her now downed opponent.

When she heard the compliment from Gail, Mic, with effort, turned her body onto her back and dislodged her leg from the ring rope and said breathlessly, "Thanks." She would then try to grab the middle rope and then pull herself up before looking down at her opponent before flipping her hair back with a shake of her head.

She had her down, and she could take advantage of this. Mic Chick would move a bit closer and then started to throw a few stomps towards Gail's chest, trying to keep her down in the corner with low-effort moves and line her up for something that could potentially be a much more high impact move.

[SubtleRoar]

*Her body still riding the carousel of anguish from the prior assault on her form, Gail was seeing double- literally! She had been knocked senseless after Mic Chick's brutal shot, still struggling to properly focus on one, solitary Mic chick that seemed to be charging closer to her with each passing second. However, before she could narrow her eyes to try and hone in on a singular bombshell, she was trampled upon by a flurry of vicious boots to her vulnerable midsection!*

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"Grrhh! Hnnkk!" *She felt herself flail from side to side due to the tremendous amount of pressure being applied to her stomach, all the while the jade tornado had lost track of how long she had been lingering against the bottom turnbuckle. While remaining sedentary would have been rather prudent regarding her recuperation, Gail should have figured that Mic Chick wouldn't allow her to simply sit back and regroup without a fight!*

*Gnashing her teeth and steeling her nerves, Gail needed to conjure up a valid response to this rather mortifying move being executed on her, which she attempted to do so with a stray fist to Mic Chick's upper, right thigh!* "Y..you aren't defeating me that easily!" *She screamed, reminding the dominant rocker that she was still alive and eager to put a bit of resistance!*

[Dubski]

Mic Chick was content to just pummel her opponent so she could catch her breath. She was just about done when it seemed like Gail got a second wind. The green-haired girl roared out a guys proclamation and sent her fist direct into Mic's thigh, nailing her with a wicked charlie horse! Almost instantly, her leg locked up and she fell back onto her ass with a yell!

The blonde rocker held her thigh as she sat on the mat for a moment before her face turned into a scowl. She hadn't caught her breath entirely yet, but Mic Chick just knew she was becoming frustrated at this girl! Looking actively angry now, Mic just sprung herself the short distance from her sitting position to Gail in the corner and then went to rain sloppy punches towards Gail's face. "Stay down for a second, man!" she shouted until the referee counted to five.

She told Mic she had to lay off, but the blonde wasn't having any of it before the referee had just finally grabbed hold of the rock star and pulled her back under her arms as she fought back, but she was only released when Mic was off of her, but she massaged her aching thigh, scowling at Gail before charging forward and attempting to nail her with a wicked knee strike to the face, hoping to knock Gail silly!

[SubtleRoar]

*The bombarded bombshell remained rather dizzy from the furious footwork of her nemesis, forcing Gail to take her leisurely, calculated time while scaling up the metallic pole behind her. while it seemed as though the presiding moderator had the situation under control, forcing the sadistic blonde to give her a decent chasm of space, she continued to suffer from the aftereffects of the vicious beat down- Namely, the inability to conjure up a retaliatory plan of action. At least, not immediately.*

"Hmm..and you tell me to calm down." *Gail flashed a surprised face towards her energetic opponent, seemingly shocked at the uncanny amount of zeal she had bottled up in her diminutive frame. After having felt such a wicked wrath, the emerald whirlwind knew it was only a matter of time before she found herself in the exact same spot once again, languishing in the corner like some type of pathetic loser! Adamant on avoiding such a horrible fate for as long as possible, Gail brought herself to her feet and dusted her attire off, preparing herself for whatever the future may bring while keeping herself steady in the corner.*

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*Before she could assess the situation however, it seemed as though the malicious Mic Chick was keen on continuing her warpath as she charged in to try and inflict a heavy amount of damage on the convalescing Gail.* "Alright, if it's a fight you want...it's a fight you'll get!" *Without a moment to spare, the blazing tornado charged forward to intercept Mic with a crushing clothesline to her snout, hoping she could land her blow before the agitated rocker landed hers!*

[Dubski]

As Mic Chick was getting rearing and ready to plow her knee into Gail's face, she rushed forward and was suddenly surprised by her opponent nailing a clothesline to her head! Mic nearly turned inside out as her body flipped and she landed right back on her front, face and head buried in the mat.

Her leg periodically moved, as if she were trying to have something, anything to focus on with her rattled mind. The blonde had been nailed hard and suddenly all the chance she had to come back in this match was halted once more. Mic needed a new game plan, and even in her rookie stature, she could tell that her current one just wasn't working.

Letting out a soft groan, Mic Chick stirred on the mat slightly, looking like she was in absolutely no position to counter back at her current opponent.

[SubtleRoar]

*Fortuitously enough, Gail had somehow managed to eschew contact with the blonde's running knee strike while simultaneously countering with a menacing blow of her own, sending the boisterous bombshell spiraling towards the canvas beneath her! While the prudent course of action would have been to strike while the proverbial iron was hot, the jade typhoon was particularly exhausted from this ordeal of a skirmish, and decided to take her leisurely time approaching the immobilized woman while letting her energy slowly beginning to replenish itself.*

"D..damn woman, you're quite the feisty little thing, aren't you?" *Gail glanced down towards her incapacitated target, planting her hands on the sides of her hips while continuing to recover. She still couldn't quite place her finger on what style of fighting Mic Chick used, but whatever it was, she had easily gained Gail's full and utter respect. However, now certainly was not the time to remain sedentary- Before long, Gail began trotting towards her prey, reaching down and snagging a handful of her golden bouffant while tugging Mic Chick back to her feet!*

"While this was certainly a blast, I think it's time I sent you packing!" *With a determined glint in her eye, the elated typhoon charged towards the opposite rope before reintroducing herself to the groggy blonde, attempting to execute her finishing move, the Eye of The Storm! Winding herself up for a brief moment while extending her right arm outwards, Gail attempted to smack her forearm against Mic Chick's throat for a brutal running clothesline, her feet leaving the ground to augment the pain!*

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[Dubski]

Mic Chick was feeling the hurt right now as she struggled on the mat. Her chest was pounding as she tried to will herself to get back up. And just as she began to pull her head up, she heard Gail telling her she was feisty. Damn right she was. She's been in tougher mosh pits than this. She then felt her hair be yanked on and let out a cry and put her hands to Gail's, trying to dislodge herself from the green-haired girl's grasp!

She was on staggered legs, trying to free herself as she watched what Gail was doing. She was winding up and getting ready to hit a crushing blow, accented by her smug declaration of victory. She probably should have waited Mic Chick focused up and was able to figure out what Gail was doing, and as the girl went to hit the Eye of the Storm, the rock star swiftly rolled forward underneath Gail's arm, narrowly escaping the blow!

Mic then stayed kneeling down and glanced back, waiting for Gail to turn back around. When she did, Mic rolled back again and sprung her feet in the air to try and grab her in an inverted headscissors! Then, she would attempt an inverted hurricanrana to try and send Gail right back down to the mat!