Jessica Wright vs. Yamato Nadeshiko

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Jessica had her lined up. Her purple eyes were facing the crowd, and for a second she wondered why they were cheering. After all, she was the big bad American, taunting an entire country, and she was in a very dominant position at the moment. It didn't really make a lot of sense for her to receive a cheer right now, but she supposed that she had won them over with her sheer brashness and dominance. Jessica was thinking that as she moved towards the Death Valley Driver. It was okay, she had time. The Violent VIolet had just squeezed this woman until she was about to make orange juice, and there was no meaningful threat that the Japanese woman posed against her.

And then Jessica was terribly surprised. Yamato all but leaped from her clutches, and was soon heading at a breakneck pace towards the ropes. Jessica faltered down to her hands and knees for a second, before popping right back up. The suddenness of the move threw Jessica off kilter, and it was with gritted teeth that she realized that she may have already been too late in getting up. The Japanese woman was bounding towards her now, and the opportunity to strike was slowly closing.

Operating on nothing but reflex, Jessica raised a foot. She was pretty flexible from years of stretching and even more years of being put into all sorts of submissions that her brothers and dad applied to her, and that flexible leg shot straight up into the air to try and catch Yamato as she flew at her. If she had the timing right, she would rock Yamato straight in the face. If she got the timing even a split second wrong, there wasn't even a prayer that she would remain standing as Yamato carried out her move. Hell, it was likely that what Yamato was doing was going to hurt way worse.

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As the battle between the two breakout stars waged on, it became clearer and clearer to Yamato that by being slippery and evading Jessica's grasp, she could find an answer! She could win! The thought alone renewed her with energy as she flipped out of the Death Valley Driver and picked up speed while barreling towards the ropes! It took much of her iron will to ignore the pain in her back and her abs in favor of focusing on picking up speed. Fans began to clamor as she drew closer to The Violent Violet! Yamato looked to surprise Jess, but was met with a surprise of her own! The black boots of the mouthy gaijin swung up with impressive reflex speed! Yamato had no time to contest the move or counter! With a hair of a second second to react,The Perfect Woman was able to pull off a perfect dodge, very narrowly avoiding Jessica's boot by ducking and running past Jessica to pick up even more speed! While Wright certainly had impressive reflexes, it seemed Yamato's were quite comparable! She'd speed towards the ropes behind the Iowan and leap onto the middle rope with both feet before diving backwards and torquing her legs to attempt a Springboard Roundhouse kick to turn the tides!

Adaptability and timing would serve Yamato well as she tried to swallow her pride and abandon the idea that she had to put this arrogant American in her place with brute force alone! But regardless of whether or not her foot connected, a huge part of Yamato would feel the regret of not getting her message across exactly the way she wanted! After all, neither woman in this contest was looking for a simple cut-and-dry victory. They each wanted to send a message. And as she soared through the air, the enraged, excited expression on her face said it all. The message that Yamato wanted to send to Jessica was a hospital bill in her home state in The Great Plains.

"ORAAAA!!!"

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Jessica was paying rapt attention the whole time as her boot sliced through the air. She was hoping that she would witness her boot colliding with Yamato's face, sending the Japanese woman crashing down to the mat, giving her a ton of momentum to build upon until she could put this woman down for the count. But from the moment that Yamato changed course in her flowing move, she knew that fate was not going to come to be. The Japanese woman melted around the kick, yet kept her headlong charge going. Jessica brought her foot down and wheeled around, readying herself for the coming attack.

Or so she thought. The kick slammed into her, sending her sprawling down to the mat. Jessica fell down with a loud "Oof!" The crowd went nuts, on cue. The Violent Violet was damaged, and pretty considerably at that. There was nothing that she wanted more than to get up and get going and start taking the fight back to the Japanese woman in a way which she would not be able to recover from.

But she was slowed. Jessica was pulling herself up and doing the best that she could do at that, but it wasn't anywhere nearly as quick as she would like it. As she clambered to her feet, she recognized that if nothing else she would be a sitting duck. So she was putting herself together as fast as she could, trying to throw up any semblance of a defense.

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To the fans, Yamato's kick might as well have been a blur. The speed and torque she put behind that Roundhouse were everything she needed to turn the tides! Jessica was as tough as they came. Even after going down like a sack of potatoes, The Violent Violet began scratching and clawing her way to her feet. This scared Yamato. The Perfect Woman had connected with her aerial but Jessica looked to be the one that was getting up first. But one hard glance at the antagonistic heel made it clear that Jess was doing this against her better judgement. The lack of coordination was staggering. So much so, that the moment screamed "opportunity" to the Japanese Superstar.

"Chance!" Nadeshiko exclaimed as she pounded the mats with her fist and knuckle push-upped her way to her feet. Yamato's frame towered over a reeling Jessica as she marched up to her to pluck her opponent, capitalizing on Wright's woozy state and hooking an arm over the Iowan's head to apply a Front Facelock. Yamato would yank Jess towards the center of the ring, crying out to the crowd to spur them on and fuel the oomph behind her next move! Yamato would reach for the back of Jessica's thigh and hoist her up for what seemed to be something big! Had things gone The Perfect Woman's way, Jessica's thighs would rest upon her own as she kept the facelock applied! It would be obvious at this point that Yamato was setting up for a Cradle DDT in the center of the ring, a move popularized as "The RamPaige"!

"YAAAAAA!!" Yamato would cry out, as she aimed to floor Jessica and give her every incentive to stay down and hopefully eat her words!

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Jessica stood. The Violent Violet was not the most stable woman at the moment, but at least she was on her two feet. Through bleary eyes, she attempted to locate her opponent. Jessica had been in such a state many times before in the ring, but also outside of it. The bars and nightclubs of Tokyo had come to know Jessica Wright, and were rarely better off for it. Her command over the Japanese language was tedious, but she did know all the swear words, which she frequently hurled at random passers by. There was a decent chance that some of the people in the crowd had seen Jessica in such a state before.

Having practiced such a state, she knew what was coming next. Yamato seized upon her, and got the front facelock on her. For a second, Jessica went with it. She wanted to lull her opponent into a sense of security. Right when she thought that Yamato was going to launch into her attack, whatever it was, she would wrap her arms around Yamato.

From there, she would lift and twist. She knew that both of them were going to come down right on top of each other, but Jessica wanted her impromptu slam to happen such that Yamato was dealing with the worst of the damage. It was not a pretty move, but the power that Jessica lent it meant that her twisting slam would be painful.

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Ever-ready to lay into a dazed opponent, especially this gaijin, Yamato could have hardly anticipated that Jessica could muster office while reeling from a knock to the head. Perhaps Wright was used to being stunned like this. Perhaps her head was every bit as hard as her abrasive, brash personality would lead you to believe. Whatever the case, Jessica's arms did indeed find their way onto Nadeshiko's waist. It came as a shock to Yamato and the crowd that The Violent Violet still had more to give before being knocked off her feet! Yamato was thrown onto the canvas just as quickly as she was taken off of it! The impromptu, twisting slam floored her and had her reeling! The slam itself wasn't pretty or well-executed. Any of the more technical wrestlers in the back would have called it sloppy. But in a pinch like this, it seemed to be just what Jess needed!

"Gah!" Yamato's cry rang out as the momentum of the slam bounced her back off the canvas and back up to a kneeling position. She spread her bent arms and writhed in pain as she sought refuge in the corner. Yamato would hobble her way there, sliding her kneepads across the canvas as she propped herself up and laid in wait for Jessica. Being as bullheaded as Wright was, Yamato fully expected her opponent to come in running. And when she did, Yamato would lift her red boot to try and cut Jessica off at the pass!

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Jessica was feeling great at the moment. Well, she supposed that wasn't completely true. She had taken a lot of damage in this match so far, capped off by a kick that lashed her a few moments ago. But she was able to put how tired she was and how much damage she had taken for just a moment as she sat there to relish how much her impromptu slam had caused. Sure, her dad back home was not going to say that it was the greatest slam that had ever been done, but it got the job well enough to ensure that her opponent was now scrambling across the ring on her kneepads. Jessica snickered. There she was, a prime target, ready for reaping like corn on the stalk. Blindly, she rushed forward, her purple hair whipping behind her as she swooped down on her opponent like a bomber on a run.

She intended to kick Yamato, but as it turned out that Yamato had the same plan. As she approached, Yamato raised her boot. Due to an unfortunate turn in circumstance, Jessica was raising her leg at the exact same time but a little bit higher. Which meant that Yamato's upkick hit her directly in the crotch.

Instantly, Jessica collapsed. She was holding her sex and howling with pain. The Violent Violet had endured blows in such an area, but never running at full force. If she had any capacity to think she would have wondered if the move was an intentional one. Had the roles been reversed she certainly would have attempted to claim innocence, that it was all a big misunderstanding that a big idiot came running right onto a boot, with her femininity hitting first. But Jessica couldn't really think right now, such was the pain. She had no recourse but to let the ref figure it out.

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In the thick of any real fight, these types of awkward interactions were bound to happen. One glance at the situation would tell you that the kick to the crotch was entirely an accident. But accident or not, it was very hard to say that Jessica didn't have it coming. No sympathy or remorse was shed for her in the arena following the haphazard, unintentional crotch kick. Not by the fans, and certainly not by Yamato.

"You wrestle the same way you look: like an angry bull throwing a tantrum." Nadeshiko chided her foe as if to suggest that Jessica's current predicament was entirely her own fault. A point that was difficult to argue. As she talked down to the antagonistic gaijin, Yamato would turn around and grabs the ropes on each side of her person. In a fluid motion, she'd slingshot herself up and spread her legs, setting up to bounce her thighs off the top rope and flip backwards! Being the skilled aerialist that she was, adding a spin to complete the move and send herself twirling onto a downed Jessica Wright was no difficult task. Yamato aimed to capitalize on this opening by hitting her foe with a Split Leg Corkscrew Moonsault from the top rope!

Should the Moonsault connect, Yamato would waste no time adding insult to injury pushing up off Jessica's bust. She'd use her momentum to run to the ropes on the far end of the ring and build up steam in the hopes of catching Jessica as she was rising with a Running Dropkick! Yamato aimed to use her speed and momentum to dropkick the gaijin towards the ropes and clear our of the ring if she could!

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Jessica didn't like being hit in the crotch. She supposed that no one particularly enjoyed such an action, but there was something about it that Jessica found entirely loathsome. It could have been the fact that she had so often employed such a move when she was looking to bludgen her way to some advantage that she could exploit during a match. But right now, she had that turn against her. It was something that would garner her no sympathy, not from the fans nor from the ref. Somewhere above her, the judge was shrugging, finding the move to be an accident. Had she been standing, she would have very much liked to plead her case to him.

But there was no one to press her claim to save the canvas. And the canvas did not care. She became even more acquainted when Yamato came slamming into her. The Violent Violet felt immense pain. Far above her, Yamato had proven herself to be quite the acrobat as she twisted and turned through the air of the arena, yet Jessica may as well have been unconscious for her eyes were closed. All the feats of gymnastics meant to her was a deep and immense pain coursing through her body.

But Jessica could not abide that. Not one bit. She was a wrestler, damn it, and she had pride and gusto and strength. And she had a taste for revenge on top of that, as Yamato had used her boobs to push herself up. As someone who traded in heaping indignities upon her opponent, she knew that such an act had to be answered for.

In that vein, Jessica got up. And she was promptly punished for it. Something hard and fast nailed her, sending her flying backwards. The Violent Violet was only able to grab the bottom rope as she was forced to make a hasty and impromptu exit from the ring, but she quickly lost her grip and fell to the concrete floor. Upon landing, she found that it was a lot worse than the mat.

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Yamato knew that if she kept this tempo up, she could keep Jessica in her toes, bombard her with the strength and agility that joshis were known for. The audience cheered as The Perfect Woman forced the Violent Violet tumbling through the ropes and to the outside. Jessica was no doubt familiar with fighting guerrilla tactics in a fight, swinging hard and fast, keeping the opponent on their toes by constantly throwing out offense that they won't expect to hit or attack from angles they won't see it coming. Yamato was skilled at this. Like an outboxer keeping an infighter at bay, she chipped away at the Iowan's defenses, goading her all the while.

"No more words, gaijin? I thought your strongest muscles were in your mouth." Nadeshiko taunted from the ring as she got up. She extended her arms, welcoming the praise and cheers that followed. Eager to ride this momentum out into more offense and humiliation at Jessica's expense, Yamato hopped in place twice before darting towards the ropes behind her to pick up speed! Whether or not she had intentionally pushed off Jessica's bust to humiliate her was ambiguous. But what was certain now with the move she was going for, was that Yamato had no qualms with targeting the area! Yamato would run towards the ropes on Wright's side of the ring and leap over them! She'd twirl over the top rope as she went for a high-risk, high-reward move and aimed to throw her chest into Jessica's own with a Corkscrew Crossbody to the outside of the ring!

It was a double-edged sword but if their torsos collided, Yamato knew she'd win out on the exchange. Blind luck gave her this opportunity and if the stars kept aligning, Yamato would roll through and pop up to her feet, enlivening the fans in the front row before her as she drove her point home!

"I'll send you packing to Cornfield Town or wherever you and your sorry American mouth came from!"