Large and in charge- Moa vs {D} Seri!

[SubtleRoar]

*While remaining momentarily sedentary to try and recuperate, it seemed as though Seri's propensity for causing exponential amounts of damage was beginning to become quite the issue for the towering titan. Before Moa had the opportunity to gather herself to brace for the inevitable impact, the feisty ginger slammed her knees directly into her abdominals, coaxing out a plaintive* "Gguuuhh!" *To rattle out of her dangling maw from the extreme level of shock she was experiencing!*

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*While the hulking hawaiian was well acquainted with various degrees of misery, she certainly didn't anticipate someone so minuscule to pose such a significant problem. Moa could already sense that this skirmish was beginning to slip out of her gargantuan hands, and that her time to strike was waning at an alarming rate. With the gears in her mind beginning to spin, she finally started to contrive a plan that would aid in her eventual escape from Seri's wrath- Utilizing her uncanny speed, she would slip behind her aggressor to try and force her attention elsewhere, thereby granting Moa a moment to bypass Seri while simultaneously pressing her massive, upper body against her backside.*

"I..is that all..y..you've got? No wonder you're s..still a rookie." *Moa sputtered through her clinched teeth, trying to rile her adversary up as much as she possibly could. If her derisive banter proved to be fruitful in distracting Seri, she would put her plan into action instantaneously by latching her arms around the slender female's waist to try and assert her dominance as the apex wrestler!*

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[FinyBoy]

Seri's knees connected spot on into Moa's stomach, causing her to jolt backwards into the turnbuckle from the impact. The move was a big one, and now, Seri had the chance to start getting back in this. She had a couple thoughts in mind, but was having a bit of a difficult time deciding which to use. She couldn't just go for whatever she wanted. Moa had shown an uncanny amount of tenacity in this match, so using small hits was definitely out of the question. Plus, it didn't help that Seri was still somewhat weak from the earlier punishment she took.

Before she could act though, Moa slipped behind her and tried to taunt Seri with some of her usual arrogance. Despite the fact that Moa spent so much time talking, she was awfully bad a lying. As she faltered through her words, Seri could tell immediately that she had taken quite a bit of damage from that last move. The fact that she was trying so hard to hide it made it almost comical.

However, despite all that, Moa had managed to accomplish her original goal. Seri's confusion at Moa's lack of self awareness gave her just enough time to get behind her and lock her arms around Seri's waist. Although Seri would do her best to struggle out of it, she braced herself for impact as the hulking Hawaiian lifted her up into the air.

[SubtleRoar]

*With an unbelievable amount of energy generated, courtesy of her gargantuan thighs, Moa swung the petrified ginger high above her and over the top rope, introducing Seri to the pavement that awaited her near the outskirts of the arena!* "You refuse to fall, I refuse to waver. Let us see who's tenacity is stronger." *The stoic hawaiian muttered while leaning against her backside, knowing full well that her victim wasn't going to pose a threat to her indomitable might for the foreseeable future. However, Moa was not one to dawdle for too long, and with a powerful breath of fresh air refilling her lungs she scaled the top rope and caught Seri in her sights.*

Over the top rope

*She silently watched as her victim seemed to be reeling in agony from her prior move, taking a sadistic delight in witnessing her squirm and suffer all the while contemplating on what she would do next, before being struck by an epiphany- Why not augment the already insufferable pain by weaponizing her strongest asset: Her body. Sitting atop the highest turnbuckle, Moa glared down at her target with a sinister grin spreading across her facial landscape.* "I shall enjoy this much more than you, that I can guarantee~"

sinister grin

*Without wasting another precious second of her valuable time in control, Moa perched herself upward before promptly soaring through the sky, attempting to crush Seri under her colossal weight with a flying body press! If she was successful, this would almost conclusively be the demise of her tempestuous opponent once and for all!*

[FinyBoy]

Seri was lifted up into the air as she braced herself for impact on the mat. To her horror, the mat wasn't where Moa planned to put her. Instead, the hulking Hawaiian lifted her up and over the ropes and sent her flying to the outside, crashing down onto the very hard floor below. "GARGH!" Seri screamed as her body hit the ground hard. By some miracle, she hadn't cracked or fractured any bones. It took her a moment to begin getting up, her body now hurting so much she was starting to go numb. The entire time, Moa's shadow loomed over her from the big girl's perch in the ring.

Seri had just made it to her feet when she saw the shadow begin to move. As she looked up, she saw Moa getting ready to make a huge jump and splash right into the Chinese-American girl. If Seri got hit by that, the match would most definitely be over. Her first instinct was to move out of the way after Moa jumped. That way, her foe could feel the same pain that she did when she hit the floor. But then, she had another thought.

She was tired of playing cat and mouse with Moa. Sure, she could really face up to the monstrosity, but if she could get any more offense in, then she would never win the match. Begrudgingly, she stood her ground. Moa splash came, and with all her might, and fighting through the pain in her body, Seri jumped up and caught Moa right in the jaw with a drop kick as the big girl was coming down.

They both collapse onto the ground after the hit, Moa getting rocked by the kick and Seri taking damage from the recoil. Both girls were splayed out on the floor, trying their best to recover from the hits they just took.

[SubtleRoar]

*As the prodigious behemoth seemed to effortlessly soar through the skies, heralding Seri's impending demise with the sheer size and mass of her uncanny form, Moa silently ruminated on how exactly she would finish such a legendary brawl- Perhaps in a flashy or extravagant manner, like executing some type of superfluous finisher, or perhaps she would keep it practical and merely roll Seri's unconscious husk underneath the bottom rope for an easy pin. It was a hardcore match, so maybe leave the audience with a fresh taste of brutality on their lips by compressing Seri's fragile spine up against the ring post? So many ideas buzzed around in her mind like a hornet's nest, that she was beginning to lose focus of what mattered most!*

*While it was becoming all too apparent that Moa was about to eclipse the tenacious ginger's hopes and dreams with her oversized bulk, the menacing terror noticed something quite peculiar- It seemed as though while Seri refused to remain sedentary for any stretch of time, she was actually on the verge of conjuring up a retaliatory strike, favoring one side of her slender body for something the helpless hulk couldn't defend against!*

"Huh?!" *She remarked in a puzzled manner, realizing just as she was about to taste the humiliating shot to her mandible that this ill-conceived strategy had one, humungous flaw to it: What if Seri had been playing opossum from the beginning? The devastating pop to her dome reverberated through the stadium with a sickening* "THUD!" *As if Seri had just struck concrete, leaving Moa wondering If she had factored that in from the start, perhaps now she wouldn't be dining on a skull rattling shin to her face, but as it was, it appeared as though both parties involved were in the early stages of recuperation! Moa couldn't feel anything from the neck up, leaving her dazed and confused from the immense amount of damage done to her, while the audience couldn't contain their excitement any longer, having just witnessed a momentum shifting reversal, and decided to weigh in on the brutal display of wrestling prowess themselves!*

dazed and confused

"Fight forever! Fight forever!" *Showing a true, unbiased appreciation for both competitors it was obvious that the spectators had looked past their preconceived notions of favoritism and agreed upon one truth- Both women were, indeed, exceedingly talented in their craft, leaving the onlookers craving to see more of what they were capable of!*

[FinyBoy]

To say that Seri had been put through the ringer this match would be one hell of an understatement. This was not what she thought would happen in her very first match here at LAW. As she continued to lay on the floor and gather her wits, she listened to the roar of the crowd. They were clearly impressed by the show that the two girls were putting on, and rightly so! Seri was definitely feeling a sense of pride in her wrestling ability because of this, even if it was currently battling with her consciousness for supremacy of her body.

Slowly but surely, Seri began to roll herself over and began to push herself to her feet. Once there, she took a glance over at the fallen giant laying on the cold hard floor. It was an odd sight to behold, but Seri spent little time with it. Soon, she turned to the ring and staggered over to the apron. Once there, she went underneath to look for a chair. After a few moments, she re-emerged with a nice, shiny, and steel one in her hands.

Assuming Moa was still on the ground, or at least in a somewhat defenseless position, Seri would stagger over to her and start smacking the hell out of her with that chair! Each time she lifted the weapon, the audience could see the struggle she was having to lift it up. It looked as if she were attempting to sling around a sledgehammer, weighty as it would be.

[SubtleRoar]

*Still trying to convalesce for a fleeting moment, Moa could hear the timid, tired footsteps of her rival suddenly disappear. She could instantaneously determine that something was amiss, and even though her prostrated form was unable to regain any type of stable footing, The Hawaiian Hulk was suddenly struck with an epiphany- A metallic, agonizing realization that Seri was now wielding a dangerous weapon that granted her a distinct advantage over the immobilized leviathan!*

"GGRRHH!" *She gnashed her pearly whites together to try and assuage the encroaching misery that was shot through her enormous form, but to no avail- Seri continued to bombard her with ponderous blows to her vulnerable body, each subsequent hit stacking the already crippling damage! Before the ruthless redhead had the opportunity to introduce steel with flesh, Moa managed to haphazardly roll out of harms way and against a neutral corner for now!*

"Mmm...you knew you couldn't slay the goliath without a weapon..." *Moa hissed under her exasperated breathing, locking eyes with Seri.* "So now you fill the role of David. Let's see if your faith can serve you well~" *Her cryptic words directed towards her nemesis spoke true, for without that blunt instrument, Moa would have easily regained control of the reins.*

Death glare

*Shaking off the lingering torpor that clung to her mammoth body, Moa decided that the only feasible way to send Seri into oblivion would be to weaponize her prodigious muscle, and after a moment of pondering such an unusual method, she decided to act upon it by bullrushing Seri in the hopes of trampling the meddlesome ginger underfoot with a massive tackle!*

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[FinyBoy]

Seri's onslaught with the chair continued as she sent hit after hit against the hulking Hawaiian. Eventually, Moa rolled away and made it to one of the outside corners of the ring. She propped herself up against it, and Seri could tell that the chair had done its job. Next, Moa would once again open her mouth to spew her usual drivel, only to say something cryptic and hypocritical at the same time. That pissed Seri off a bit. Why are you criticizing me for using a weapon? You were using one not even ten minutes ago! Seri thought to herself.

Her outward response, however, was simply to raise the chair again. She would look to angrily smash it into Moa's face in retaliation for the crappy comment she just got. Unfortunately for our Chinese-American protagonist, this is what Moa wanted. As Seri lifted up the chair again, she left herself wide open to attack. Moa quickly took advantage of that and jumped up from her seated position to bull rush Seri and tackle her to the floor.

Seri crashed down back-first onto the cold, hard floor. "GAH!" she screamed as the chair clattered out of her hands. She nursed her aching back as she pushed Moa off of her. She new she needed to get back to her feet as quickly as possible, before Moa could do more damage to her while she was down.

[SubtleRoar]

*Having the utmost confidence in her brilliant strategy, Moa relished the tactile sensation of physically bowling over her meager competition, weaponizing her burst of energy and sending herself slamming into Seri's midsection!* "I shall make it my mission tonight to send a statement the the law locker room- I am the strongest female that ever lived!" *Moa triumphantly declared while she returned to her massive height, slamming the base of her foot down against Seri's supple breast to reinforce the notion that she was the unequivocal superior between the two of them.*

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"May you find solace in realizing that your defeat shall serve a purpose for someone of much greater strength than you, tiny person." *The Hawaiian Leviathan knelt down to try and hoist Seri upwards, but just then, she began hearing the uncontested jeers of the audience start to flood the stadium!* "You're just a big bully!" *One concerned fan shouted, causing the gargantuan titan to tilt her head quizzically.* "Yeah! Pick on someone with your own steroid dosage!" *Moa gritted her teeth, letting out a guttural growl at the audacity they had to so casually insult her.*

*Leaving Seri to stir in her own misery, Moa began walking towards the corner of the ring to try and investigate as to where such a blasphemous comment originated from.* "Does anybody want to say that again, now that I can watch your lips move?" *She intently scanned the immediate area around her, balefully glaring at anyone that dared to reiterate their dastardly remark, which inadvertently presented Seri with an opportunity to recover from her heinous assault.*

[FinyBoy]

Seri had been momentarily stunned by the spear she had just taken as she was splayed out on the floor. She flinched a bit as Moa put her boot on top of her chest and verbally attacked her once again. However, as soon as that happened, Moa seemed to quickly get distracted by the crowd and left Seri to deal with them.

This was crucial for Seri, as it gave her the time to recover. Honestly, that was probably the biggest reason that she had for staying in this match. If Moa had kept her mouth shut, stayed focused on the goal, and gave it her all, Seri wouldn't have stood a chance. But she hadn't done any of that, and because of that, Seri still had a fighting chance.

She staggered up to her feet, in what felt like deja vu at this point, and picked up the chair. She had a plan in mind. It would be a bit risky, but the reward would be well worth the effort. She got in range of the monstrosity and readied herself. Once her plan was all thought out, it was time to execute it.

For the first time this match, Seri yelled at her opponent, her raspy, horse voice piercing as can be. "Hey, Moa!" As soon as Moa turned to face her, she would toss the chair over to Moa. It would be slow enough for Moa to easily catch it. It would seem strange to everyone else, but that's exactly how she wanted it.

As soon as Moa catches the chair, Seri would immediately fire off a huge Sobat kick through the chair, which would push it directly into Moa's face! The plan all along was to hit Moa with a huge, chair-infused kick that would rock her world. This would be what Seri needed to get back into this. If Moa was going to make fun of her for using a weapon, then Seri was going to make her eat those words... and this chair! This was her match now!