Alyssa Monroe Vs. Monica Jackson

[Devastated]

Alyssa managed to smack Monica right on her ear and stun the woman long enough to wrap her legs around that waist and start squeeze tightly upon Monica's frame, before she then snapped her arms shut around that head and pulled the woman right into a sleeper hold on waist scissor combo. She could feel Monica trash and struggle, turn and twist as much as she could. The struggle was great by the purple haired but there was no way that Alyssa was letting Monica go, now that she had her trapped and could feel the woman's body starting to sweat, she could tell, even though she couldn't see it, the Brit could tell that Monica's face was getting red.

As much as the woman struggled, there was no release from the deadly British fighter's even deadlier hold! She narrowed her eyes, grinned from ear to ear as she tightened the holds. She felt herself being rolled slightly from side, to the other side, but in the end they just ended back up on Alyssa's back.

The Brit started to feel how the purple haired girl began to pull on her arms, forcing her head forward. Narrowing her eyes, Alyssa knew what was about to come, she'd quickly unwrap her arms around the woman neck, giving her a second or two to breath before trying to grab that hair and head to yank it back down. Trying to change the sleeper into a dragon sleeper hold instead. Scouting that headbutt idea well ahead and trying to turn things ever deadlier. She might have given Monica a second or two to breath, but now she'd have her in a much nastier hold, with an arm free and a prime target to being to punish.

Alyssa would pull her free arm up into the air, thinking back to that mocking taunt of Monica's just a second about about her chest, the modestly chested blonde would try and hammer her arm down across those tits of Monica, over and over pounding her arm down across that chest.

[RJD]

Monica would really struggle to try and get into any position that could result in her escape, but Alyssa was stern in her hold, her legs and arms staying right around her waist and neck respectively. The purple haired wrestler doing all she could before she was forced to go for the not so graceful option of driving her skull into the blonde's nose.

Unfortunately her opponent had been in enough street fights to know that move was coming from a mile away, suddenly releasing the purple haired woman from the sleeper hold. Leaving Monica to desperately gasp for air as the slightest bit of color came back to her face, before yet again yanking her hair, but this time pulling her directly into a brutal dragon sleeper, practically bending the poor older woman's body in on itself.

" Gah...n-no..." Monica would grumble out, before grinding her teeth together and trying to writhe, but that would prove to be in vain as her body hardly moved in her opponents grasp. Then Alyssa would get a twisted idea, one that the trapped wrestler unfortunately couldn't stop as she was getting red faced and somewhat dazed.

The blonde bringing her arm down hard into Monica's sensitive chest, earning a painted cry and a reactionary struggle within her arms, before the second hit, sniffling her cry and keeping her at bay for a moment, until another cleanly connected with Monica's chest and it became clear that the other wrestler wasn't going to stop.

This time Monica would act quickly to try and free herself, letting out a battle cry to will herself into action before then suddenly throwing her fists in the direction of her opponent's face, not quite having a clean shot, but making up for it by throwing her fists wildly enough times that it was at least somewhat likely one would connect.

[Devastated]

Alyssa was more than able to shift her hold, she was able to lock in a much deadlier hold where she was also able to start torturing the purple haired woman, hammering her arm over and over into that generous rack of the woman. Over and over she hammered her arm into that chest, hearing the cries of pain and the sensation of Monica fading with every passing moment.

The blonde would notice Monica start to wildly flail, good! That would tucker the woman out faster and then earn the British woman an easy win over this bitch of an opponent. " Tap out you cow!" Alyssa spoke out as she would shake her head, gritting her teeth and attempting to pull back on that hold even more. Trying to increase the dragon sleeper and hammer down onto that chest!

Monica however managed to smack a wild fist on Alyssa's nose. " Urgh!" The blonde cried out as she loosened her hold on Monica, then another bonk on her nose came, and another as that wild flailing earned Monica three strong hits to the British woman's face. Forcing the modestly chested of the two to release the holds and try to kick Monica away, holding her nose as she started to roll over and get up onto her knees. " F-fucking...little..dumpster baby."

[RJD]

Monica wouldn't be able to hold back her whines and cries as her opponent bent her head back in her new hold and pounded the purple haired wrestler's chest. The American wrestler feeling herself slowly start to fade as it continued on, the intense pain dampening as she got closer to slumberland.

If course Monica wouldn't let herself be lulled to sleep, instead flailing her arms wildly and it seemed a few shots payed off, forcing the other wrestler to release her and kick her away. Something which Monica was more than happy about as she focused entirely for gasping for air and slowly dragging herself into a crawling position, her face starting to get more color as she held her pained neck with one of her hands.

As soon as Monica for some of her energy back she would slowly push off the mat before getting onto her legs, which luckily would get more stern as she stood longer and got oxygen back in her lungs. Ignoring her opponent's words for now, although if she had the space and time she'd certainly make fun of her off word choice again.

Monica as she recovered would wait for the blonde to act, figuring that it would be easier for her to counter rather than going in for the attack herself without fully recovering and getting her senses back about her.

[Devastated]

Alyssa held her nose and shook her head as she started push herself up towards her feet, glaring over at Monica as the purple haired woman started to get some color back into her face. Something that annoyed the blonde more than a little, after all...she had hoped that she would have been able to beat the crap out of the woman and show her just how worthless she was compared to the British fighter. Yet, now it seemed as if she would have to put in some genuine effort into taking down Monica. After all...she was going to pay her way back for that humiliating head sitting that she suffered through.

The blonde moved up to her feet and rolled her shoulders, giving her nose one final rubbing as she would glare over towards the purple haired woman. Not wanting to waste any time, the British fighter would charge towards Monica, doing all she could to close the distance in as little time as possible and step up to Monica's face. Trying to step in and throw a stiff right hook to try and catch Monica unaware.

She assumed that Monica knew how to fight beyond going for submission holds and with it she would try and see what Monica could do with a little striking!

[RJD]

Monica had perhaps been a little bit embarrassed at almost being knocked out so early in the match, but that momentary failure had managed to give the purple haired wrestler a good grasp of what her opponent was like. From the dirty tricks, surprisingly smooth yet effective submission holds and most importantly her rage fuelled strikes, the fact that the other woman got angry so easily being something Monica knew could come in handy.

The purple haired wrestler as she would rise to her feet made sure to keep Alyssa within her line of sight , certain that the worked up wrestler would go in for the kill again. Regardless of the fact she knew it was coming though, Monica would barely manage to move her body and more importantly head to the side with one quick bounce, the conflicted wrestler feeling her opponent's knuckle somewhat graze her cheek.

Regardless of the natural chill that accompanied such a close strike Monica wouldn't waste a single moment instantly throwing her arm towards her opponent's chest and trying to nail her in her more modest bust. Monica figuring that if she went for such a small and easily moved target like the head she's have a hard time connecting. Instead Monica attempting an open handed Palm strike to her opponent's chest.

If successful then Monica would aim to stun the other wrestler, before stepping in until their bodies were practically touching and turning her body to the side somewhat, swinging her opposite arm upwards into Alyssa's jaw for an uppercut. The purple haired wrestler's combo being smooth as a baby's bottom and there wouldn't even be one unnecessary movement in her actions, Monica showing how proficient her combo game was.

Alyssa had already proven that she was masterful on the ground, but Monica wanted to show her opponent that she would need more than just that. Of course though the more important goal of Monica was too knock her cocky opponent on her ass, giving her a little lesson in humility.

[Devastated]

Monica and Alyssa once again seemed to square off, this time it looked as if they would challenge one another with strikes. Which suited the blonde just fine! She knew that she was a better combatant, a better striker, a better submission wrestler between the two! All she needed to do now was prove it, sadly for Alyssa the blonde's fist only managed to graze that of the face of Monica.

She clicked her tongue loudly, before she took a palm strike right towards her chest, causing the blonde to gasp out in pain and stagger back a step. The move had surprised Alyssa and caused her to gasp out and release a few drops of spittle from her mouth as well, which came flying out onto Monica's pretty cheek.

The bustier of the fighters decided to press her advantage it seemed. Monica followed after Alyssa and then snapped her fist right up into Alyssa's chin, wiring her jaw shut from the impact as it caused the Brit's head to shoot backwards and she was forced to stumble backwards a then lose her footing as she stumbled over her own ankles.

The Blonde fell down, onto her own ass. One hand moving up to hold her chin and she grumble out like an old man who was frustrated with the kids these days. The fact that Monica had managed to out strike her just now had started to boil the blood of the rash and rough Brit.

[RJD]

Monica may still be slightly effected by the previous move, but if there was anything the battle hardened wrestler was good at it was efficiently targeting her opponent despite her ailment. First the older wrestler swiftly avoiding her opponent's strike, before using the opportunity created by it to nail her opponent with her own palm strike, not quite being able to dodge her opponent's spittle as some landed on her cheek.

Ignoring that slightly gross fact Monica would step in towards her yet again, twisting only a few parts of her body and doing so efficiently as she rattled her opponent's jaw with her uppercut, that seemingly being enough to knock Alyssa on her ass.

Then Monica took a slight moment to think, getting one breath in as her opponent lifted her hand to her pained chin. Then before any more time was wasted Monica had a plan, crossing the distance between the two in a swift step before shooting per leg diagonally off the mat towards her opponent, trying to drive her shin into the breasts of her downed opponent. The purple haired wrestler hoping to complete her combo with a brutal kick that hopefully sent the other wrestler into her back.

If successful then the action would finally slow down to a speed that let the crowd fully appreciate what had just happened without something else immediately over shadowing it before there was time to process the scene before them. The purple haired wrestler taking a few deep breaths in hopes of recycling some of her expending energy before then trying to sit next to her opponent and lift the woman's leg to pin her.

" Stay down kid, I've dealt with bigger, stronger and faster gals than you." Monica would whisper, knowing that her spunky foe likely wouldn't listen.

[Devastated]

It had been a smooth set of attacks from Monica after the next, when Alyssa was finally down on her rear the purple haired one completed her combo by pulling her leg back and then nailing Alyssa right in the chest with a brutal kick, smacking her chin across Alyssa's modest chest. That was two attacks now straight to the blonde's chest...she started to think that maybe Monica wanted to prove some point and it was causing her all the more anger.

Yet for the moment her body was rocketed back down onto the mat, gasping and coughing out as she was rendered unable to fight back at the moment as she kicked and struggled on the mat. For that reason the Brit was just about to try and roll away from Monica, but the purple haired one seated herself down next to Alyssa and then hooked her leg up.

The referee slid in next to the pair with a raised arm and slapped it down. The one count was far less annoying or pressing of a manner than Monica's cocky and snobby words. Something that made the blonde's eyes shoot up and her body buck up with furious anger! Kicking out and shoving Monica away from her before even the second count came. It was clear to everyone in the crowd now that Monica was causing some great fury within the British thug's frame.

[RJD]

Monica after driving her shin into her opponent's chest would waste little time in going for the pin, being genuine as she warned her opponent, the Jackson family's outcast having an odd transition from dastardly heel to reluctant face and her attempt at concern could certainly come off as condescension. Certainly considering that she was facing the burning youth Alyssa Monroe who had passion in spades, which combined with her unquenchable rage would fuel her for action.

Monica would lift her opponent's leg and the ref would count the first fall, although just before she said two the woman underneath would suddenly put the most oomph into a kick out that the conflicted wrestler had ever seen, Alyssa kicking her legs up and turning her shoulder with explosive gusto, almost knocking Monica slightly backwards as she did so, almost putting enough excessive force into her kick out that the lightweight nearly fell onto her back. Although instead the purple haired woman would balance her weight on her hips to remain sitting, at least until she pushed off the mat and rose into a standing position, trying to drag her opponent up by the arm as she did so.

" Alright then, have it your way punk. " Monica would respond, her opponent having not offered any words in response to her own, but her actions certainly put across a point clearer than even her loud voice likely could. The slightly older lightweight trying to lift her opponent to her feet before then Irish whipping her towards the ropes. The purple haired wrestler planning to wait in place for her opponent to rebound off the ropes if she couldn't prevent the throw or stop her momentum somehow, Monica planning to grasp her running opponent by the sides and hoist her up into the air, before then slamming her down into the canvas. Monica didn't lack strength, but she wasn't exactly a powerhouse either, however she had enough strength to pull off some surprising manuevers against those similar in weight or lighter than herself, and she wanted to do all she could to rock Alyssa, pulling out all the stops to try and bring the pain early on since Alyssa had proved her submissions could be far to deadly for Monica to take it easy.