Generational Battle: "Amazon" Alaina Sanders vs. Valley Doll III

[BlackAkuma]

People were always asking why Yo-Yo wore her big damn jacket all over the place. Aside from it being comfy, it also had the benefit of big pockets, and she could stash all sorts of stuff in them - in this case, her spray cans.

She hadn't even brought it along for the express purpose of blinding Tulli, that was just how things were turning out. She’d intended to tag the bitch once the match was over, a sort of coup de grace, but they worked well enough in a pinch.

Plus, it was fucking funny.

”Gotcha, bitch!” Even though she was still reeling from the headbutt, Yo-Yo managed to snicker as Tulli went away in a coughing fit, dealing with the red mist working its way into her lungs. It wouldn’t be anything close to fatal; Yo-Yo knew that from personal experience. But that same personal experience also told her it would be weeks before Tulli’s taste buds returned to normal. The few meals she had were going suck.

As funny as it was to watch her opponent wallowing, Yo-Yo knew she couldn't let this opportunity pass her by. She shook her head, cleared the last few cobwebs, and rushed forward at full tilt. With Tulli attending to her face, her stomach was wide open, and that's where she targeted it as she brought her leg up and tried to kick a field goal right on her opponent’s belly button.