Make it Double - Jessica Parker vs Yoko Littner

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It's not like the state wanted Jessica to set a foot there anyway, so the angry fanmail would just be a mild annoyance. No matter how many parallels they coincidentally had, the only ground Jessica accepted was the place where her challenger would lie in a broken heap.

Did resentment carry someone so far, especially towards cringe worthy poses. "Well Einstein, why don't you try something better!" She barked at Yoko's prone body, using her state of being unable to defend herself as a callback. She will do more of that dabbing nonsense until the crowd cheered (out of reluctance).

Her journey to the ring left unhindered and were just inches from the apron. She decided to hurl Yoko's leg and flip the ditzy wrestler onto her stomach "You have been naughty..." She uttered with a sneer, letting the biker's leg drop and instead grabbing her by the neck. Jessica tried to forcibly prop her opponent to a kneeling position, ensuring Yoko's head was now resting on the ring apron. The heel also pulled herself onto the edge but creating some distance. Flicking her hair as if appealing to the crowd, she ran along the side and jumped into the air, hoping to come down on Yoko's neck with a legdrop near the apron.

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Her body was hurting, but Yoko was looking for a chance to counter. She was dizzy, but she made Jessica believe that she was dizzier than she really was, or at least thats what Yoko thought. Regardless of the reason, Jessica felt safe enough to take her time positioning Yoko and herself for the next move which was to drop her leg on Yoko's neck.

'not today'. Yoko said to herself, opening her eyes wide and clear. as Jessica was already starting her jump, Yoko placed her left foot on the floor as a basis to push herself upwards for the... Shoryuken!!! Yoko exclaimed as forced herself up while delivering a right uppercut straight inbetween Jessica's legs, fisting her mercilessly with enough force to even stop the latter's descent momentarily, but Yoko could not hold Jessica in place with her fist, so Jessica still fell clumsily on top of Yoko. Ughh... Ngh... Get... Off... Yoko pushed Jessica to the side after a few moments. Normally, Yoko wouldn't mind rolling around with another woman, but she wasn't in the mood at this moment.

Ughh... Alright... Groaning, Yoko would get up to her feet. Looks like you need another demonstration... You need to do it with passion... As if you're dissing the entire world with the move... Now what comes next, wasn't planned by anyone in any shape or form, but Yoko would point roughly in the direction of backstage and exclaim. Guys, DO THE THING! She wasn't even sure herself what she was expecting, let alone the people backstage, but they suspected some dumb shit was about to happen, so they put the ''Rick Astley 'Never Gonna Give You Up' '' through the speakers with the video and all.

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ

Just as the music would start playing, Yoko would once again perform the sacred ritual of DAB by leaning forward a little and yeeting her hands to the left with passion as she would stand over Jessica. See? This is how it's done! Yoko would say as she would turn to Jessica and perform another swift DAB to the right this time.
The crowd went crazy. They have seen lots of stupid shit on LAW, but they have never seen or even dreamed of seeing someone getting dabbed on AND rick-rolled at the same time. Hell they didn't even know they wanted this until they saw it.

Yoko never had a match where there was this much emphasis on the psychological battle. She smirked as she figured this must've been a critical hit and was wondering what hurt Jessica more - the punch or the 'do the thing-rick roll-dab' combo.

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Jessica felt on top of the world. She was under that delusion that Yoko was too dizzy to make a physical response, leading to the part where the biker would be too beaten her willpower was completely broken. Skipping along the apron without any sort of delay, Jessica didn't have any second thoughts before jumping up.

Witnessing Yoko speak with wide eyes caused the heel to believe she was hallucinating for a split-second. Unable to adjust her movement in the air without likely becoming entangled, she was left victim to the most agonising uppercut in all of history. The equivalent to a sledgehammer going straight into Jessica resulted in a scream that even a death metal singer would be jealous of. She fell to the side landing on top of the fellow wrestler, resulting in a messy pile. "Urghh....ahhhh...hate..." Unable to form coherent sentences with eyes completely disjointed from shock as if she was only just one step away from a heart attack. After being shoved away, Jessica continued to grovel on her side, howling like a wounded mutt with legs crossed. Even in her wildest dreams she couldn't fathom what was about to happen.

Apparently the one in charge of music and effects waited their entire life for the perfect practical joker. Everyone felt at least 10 years younger after hearing that infamous track if they weren't swaying to the rhythm themselves. For Jessica this was the most demeaning experience of her life. Her brain felt like exploding from witnessing the rhythmic dabs. Being cuffed and monitored was more dignifying because she didn't have a hundred screams flooding into her ears. She couldn't deny it no longer, Yoko Littner was public enemy #1 in Jessica's world. "Urghhhhh...just shut up...SHUT UP!" Punching the floor repeatedly, whining as if she were a spoilt teenager. Unable to keep a clean mind or recover thanks to Yoko's unorthodox tactics, the biker managed to overturn this battle with just a single hand while Jessica continued to lie down defenceless.

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If Yoko was a little stronger, her uppercut might've overshot, in a sense that her fist would go inside of Jessica. Yoko had to close her eyes in cringe when she heard the scream of the Banshee.

Flash forward past the dabs and songs, we have Jessica on the ground, punching it and demanding Yoko to shut up. Yoko was in a dilemma. She wanted to kick Jessica while she was down, but at the same time she found such an approach to be distasteful and... Dishonourable, for the lack of a better word. But then again, she knew that Jessica wouldn't return the favour and continue kicking Yoko until she wasn't breathing.
"Shut up? Why should? When I'm down, you're suddenly a well of wisdom, so why shouldn't I be?" Yoko would enter the debate taking a couple of steps closer to Jessica. Yoko grit her teeth, clenched her fists and raised her right foot up while giving Jessica a scornful stare.

"Tsk!" Yoko was about to repeatedly smash her foot into Jessica's body, but she ended up putting her foot down, turning around and making her way into the ring.

"If you intend to fight, then stand up now and drag your ass into the ring. If not, then just lay there and admit defeat!"
Its not a real victory unless you defeat your opponent fair and square. Because then, regardless of what your opponent says, they still know deep down that they were bested.

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Even after the ridiculous theatrics, Jessica was too consumed in her contempt, continuing to whine like she was a spoiled teenager. The only way she can respond thanks to lower body still as if it were on fire. No sympathy from the crowd obviously, but they were looking forward to further tension and physical exchanges. Her foe was already aware enough of Jessica's tricks and obnoxious quips to fall for yet another ruse, spelling her suspicions outloud. But what could the heel do in this state? Possibly recover because Yoko is focused on mending previous wounds as well.

Rolling her pupil, Jessica could glimpse Yoko's figure approach and anticipated a literal stomping while she was down for the count, even closing her eyes to hide any further weakness. However the challenger had second thoughts and instead headed towards the ring. Sighing with relief, she decided to lay down since chasing after this target could spell disaster. Provided the count is slow enough, she could stay for a bit, that is until Yoko's verbal bullets pierced through.

Jessica suddenly raised her head showing off a furrowed brow. She was definitely a fighter and not a weakling. If Yoko wanted a cracked neck, so be it. Yet at this time the braggart is still feeling a bit shaky, having not fully recovered from past blows, but Jessica didn't care. Legs being slightly melded together, she shifted towards the apron and slowly pulled herself back onto the mat's edge using both arms. A trained ear could hear sine grunts. Rolling underneath the ropes, she reached back for further support until standing once more. "I am here...and going to kick your ass!" Glaring at Yoko waiting in the ring for who knows how long. Consumed by her resentment and pride, Jessica burst off into a mad dash, moving disorderly like she had an odd number of legs. She was actually slower than imagined, but that didn't stop an arm being outstretched. Jessica hoped that her opponent wouldn't obviously dodge this sloppy attempt at a clothesline.

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"At least you're a fighter, I can give you that much..." Yoko stood in the ring and watched as Jessica forced her body into the ring. Yoko could name many bad things about Jessica, but she did genuinely admire her determination.

"I'm not sure if you can raise your leg that high." Yoko made a joke of Jessie's declaration and raised her hands up in a boxing stance.
Jessie first proved herself to be an asshole, so Yoko treated her as such. Now Jessica wanted to prove herself a fighter. So, Yoko intended to give her the fighter treatment.

Yoko was ready. Jessica, however, wasn't int her best shape, something that was evident when she charged. Unless this was some kind of trick move, Yoko could see that clothesline coming from a mile away. In response, Yoko would duck below it and ram a hard right uppercut deep into Jessie's stomach, hopefully stopping all the momentum in a single blow.
If that was enough to fold Jessie, then Yoko would grab her by the head and smash her right knee into the woman's face.

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Just what Jessica wanted, more backhanded compliments. She didn't want to admit out in the open that her opponent was a tough cookie but that came with the effect of pissing the heel off further wanting more catharsis.

She was already too consumed by her acquired rage to even let out a single worded response. Her long legs weren't to be trifled with when it came to suffocating or poking a bitch, something she considered doing after the biker was thrown to the ground.

Ignorant of her sloppy form on top overestimating chances of landing this particular clothesline, she continued unaware of the disaster was about to follow. It didn't require being fast a bullet to avoid this attack and counter. Before she could run past or even react, Jessica was slugged in the stomach halting her movement entirely. "Gah!" Coughing up little spit. One could glimpse at her widened pupil if it weren't for Yoko following up with a knee attack. "AUGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A louder cry followed almost resulting in blood being shed from Jessica's nose. If her opponent didn't hold on, the felon would have crumbled onto her knees.

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Jessica charged in blindly and Yoko easily avoided the attack, slugging Jessie hard in the stomach, before smashing her face with a knee.
Maybe for the first time in this match, it was an actual fight, instead of a meme-fiesta.

"This is what a real fight looks like!"
Yoko let go of Jessica, but immediately went in with an uppercut to the chin in order to hold Jessica up a little more as well as send her closer to the corner.

"And this is what the real fight feels like!" Yoko would exclaim before following up with a Spartan kick meant to push Jessie all the way to the corner.

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A reminder this wouldn't exclusively be a comedy act, having two fighters that wished to prove themselves. Jessica witnessed first-hand that the challenger didn't just know how to work her mouth. She had to say farewell for to her good looks for a timebeing.

"(Oh I'll give you a real-) AUGHHHHHHH!" Just as she dropped down, her thoughts would be interrupted by Yoko's surprise uppercut. Luckily for Jessica she didn't actually speak, otherwise she might have accidentally bit her tongue. The heel sounded like she was hyperventilating in response to the recent hits while slowly staggering towards the corner.

The use of simple but effective strikes represented a classic fight. All it needed was an abandoned alley instead of a wrestling ring.

"Urghhh!..." She couldn't tend to her face for long since that pest was ready to send Jessica 6ft under. Just before Yoko could connect her Sparta kick, the heel sprung to life and caught the leg midstrike. "Nice...try..." Words couldn't be more hollow even if she was a ghost. Before the biker could react, she would be whipped towards the corner instead backfirst. Rage being behind the wheel, the arrogant fighter didn't want to leave it at a reversal, so she stampeded towards Yoko hoping to send her into the turnbuckle with a shoulder charge.

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Maybe next time Jessica will know better than to just blindly rush at her and now because of her folly, she found herself in the cor... No, actually she caught Yokos leg and swung her into the corner instead!
"Aah!" Yoko yelped as her back slightly bounced off the corner. Just when Yoko opened her eyes, Jessica was already bulldozing at her. The only thing Yoko could do was harden her abs and brace for impact. "Ghuuhkh!" Yokos midriff got sandwiched between the turnbuckle and Jessie's shoulder.
It made Yoko fold forwards over Jessica and Yoko used that to reach dow and grab onto Jessica. For better or worse, Yokos hands grabbed onto her opponent's breasts and held them tight as she would try to deliver a knee strike after knee strike.