Mic C. Vs. Petra A. - Quality Of Ones Ability

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The piledriver was as simple as could be. Lift up your opponent, then drop them off their head. It was for that reason alone the move was Petra's finisher - one of two, albeit the opportunity for her personalized waist scissors hadn't presented itself just yet - given that little could go long whilst so much could be gained. In many a company, the piledriver was even a banned wrestling maneuver entirely; which only added to its mystique and reputation!

Petra wasn't out to break Mic Chick's neck with the aforementioned move, but she certainly wouldn't hold back. A strong drop on her head would put Mic Chick out of it - enough for Petra to finally cover the leg and end this back and forth bout, before heading hope to likely question how such a able-bodied wrestler could talk so much in amidst a serious match!

Though she wouldn't quite get the chance to hook a leg just yet, for Mic Chick had every intention of forcing Petra to earn the chance to debut her finisher. For a strong pull of both her legs would take Petra's footing apart in an instant - as the Greek was pulled up and over with her back leading the way! All the whilst, Mic Chick would be free to drop haplessly to her front with both her arms and legs ready to catch her!

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Mic Chick was pulling herself up with the ropes, having received the silent treatment yet again from her remark. She couldn't help but chuckle despite her pain and exhaustion, putting a hand to her back as she got up, back against the ropes. "She's still got nothing to say..." remarked the Ring Rocker before looking over at the referee, gesturing to her Greek opponent. "She's still not saying anything... can you believe it?" The referee, in fact, did not even seem to care, let alone believe it or not, focused on officiating the match. Mic would take a few more deep breaths before going into action again, trying to make the best of her advantage now.

The singer winced as she made her way to Petra, grabbing her arm letting out a loud groan as she pulled Adamos to her feet and immediately turned, hitting her in the breadbasket with a spinning back kick to double her over. Mic almost collapsed right there with her back precariously to her stronger opponent. She felt the boot collide with her midsection hard enough she didn't think Petra was going to get her so soon though. She would then turn, firing a big knee to the Greek's face, straightening her up with the impact. Mic grit her teeth, knowing that she needed to push through to finish this off quick.

Then Mic Chick would shoot a low front dropkick for Petra's knee, landing onto her back. She hoped to bring her down to a lower level with the move and keep her from being able to react immediately. She needed her stunned, in a more vulnerable position, and she needed her ready for just one more big move. Just one and Mic thought she could capitalize for sure. She just needed Petra ready for it, even if Mic's own body was fighting against her every attempt to make it happen.

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The official looked as tired as Petra did with Mic Chick's nonsense. Though unlike the Greek, she would actively say something. Albeit she wouldn't here and now, under some effort to remain a neutral party!

Stunned more than wounded from the fact she was forced to spin in the air, Mic took advantage all the same with some forceful pulls of the Greek's frame. Once standing, it was a hard kick that wounded the Greek further with Petra now stumbling back with her hands raised to rub down her figure. Though not enough space would be made by the stumble before Mic was on her again with an immediate follow-up! With a knee to her face, Petra felt her body give way entirely backwards - with her now falling in slow motion, her arms somewhat out in some vain effort to catch something.

Though they wouldn't be given the chance, as Mic's final attack in the combination forced Petra forward, not backward. Struck in the leg, she'd be forced to fall to all fours, or rather all threes with her struck leg stretched out far behind her!

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The low dropkick went and collided with Petra with all the force Mic Chick wanted it to. Her opponent was down on her hands and one good knee, having finished her striking combination to do as much damage as she could to Petra with what little she had left. The Ring Rocker would lay on her back, taking heaving breaths of air. She kept telling herself to just stand up. Just get up. But Mic didn't want to do that. Despite the pain she was in, she rolled back onto her shoulders before suddenly kipping back up to her feet. Clenching her fists, the crowd did react loudly to it as Mic yelled out in pain loudly herself. A terrible, awful idea. But Mic couldn't put anything before being a great showman as her body was locked from the pain of it.

This was it. Chick just needed to get it in her to follow up now and take Petra out once and for all. Scowling, trying to force her body to move, she would then simply step to the side, then rocket back with a low superkick, looking to plant her boot in Adamos' skull. It was her signature move, the Check One Two, and she was hoping it would be enough to knock her powerful opponent out once and for all. And she certainly needed that now more than ever, as after throwing the kick, it would be Mic's turn to collapse onto her hands and knees.

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Petra had been struck with a nigh perfect combination of lethal strikes, leaving her on all fours with one limb notably strained more so than the other. She'd try to push her hands down to at least straighten herself out in an even manner, but there was no motion to be had. It took everything the Greek had not to fall flat to her face. Though soon enough, she'd be given reason to.

Turning her head would be the summary of Petra's response to the fact Mic Chick rose, before soon enough she found her head struck with nigh deadly force. Her head snapped back, Petra would briefly be shoved to her knees with her torso weaving and waving back and forth - if purely from the spasm brought upon it by Mic's debilitating blow. Soon enough of course she'd collapse as if she were a tree cut low, with her front hitting the canvas without her arms doing any work to cushion her fall!

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It was close to see who fell over first, but Mic Chick was now on her hands and knees, gasping and groaning in pain as she tried to catch her breath, covered in sweat and taking a shaky hand to wipe at her brow, brushing some of the hair stuck to her forehead away as she let out a soft grunt of pain. She nailed the Check One Two, and she wanted to go for the cover, but her body outright struggled to let her.

Gritting her teeth, the Ring Rocker closed her eyes and then started to slam one hand on the mat, trying to push herself to just move. And then, she found it in her to swivel over to her Greek opponent, giving her a hard shove onto her back. Then, she would cover her, grabbing a leg to hook it as she went for the pin! Mic Chick was aiming to finish this match once and for all!

"ONE!"

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The leg of Petra was hooked and pulled high, leaving her nice and vulnerable for the finishing coup de grace on this match. Struck so hard and so quickly, the life seemed to have been snapped from the Greek as the referee swung in -raising her arm high not once, but twice without response from the Greek!

Perhaps it was instinct, or merely the uncomfortable pressing of Mic Chick's frame upon her diagram, but Petra's body seemed to move on its own as the referee tried to slam her hand for the third time!

With her figure bucking Mic's off with not a moment to lose!

In fact, so many in attendance believed that Petra had been soundly defeated that a lowly murmur broke out - only to be quelled by the official who stood high with her own hands raised!

Whilst Petra herself now slumped onto her side - her eyes wide with a lost look in them, no doubt from how close to defeat she'd just painfully come!

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Mic Chick nailed her high impact kick to the head. Petra was out. She had gotten that pin, feeling like she may have just closed out this match as she stayed atop her foe. But then right before that three count banged out, Petra had thrown her shoulder up, pushing the Ring Rocker back onto her knees. Mic's arms went slack by her sides as she closed her eyes, head drifting back as the crowd cheered loudly at Adamos getting out of the pin. Mic's mouth just creased as her head bobbed. She licked the inside of her mouth, mulling over the fact that Petra kicked out. Her own body being pushed to the limit. And she knew she had to do something more now.

Taking a deep breath, Mic Chick simply pronounced, "Damnit." A lonely word for a woman who usually had plenty more of them. She was surprised by the kick out, but it was clear what she needed to do now: Mic Chick needed to wallop this girl until she couldn't kick out again.

She shoved Petra onto her back again and then started firing forearms into the Greek girl's skull, over and over until the referee told her that she needed to stop, preparing to start counting to five for a disqualification. Before the ref could even get to one, Mic was already roaring back up, firing herself up as she stumbled to her feet, leaning over the top rope and hanging her head as she panted loudly, sweat dripping down onto the apron as she tried to catch her breath.

Her body told her to take it easy, the pangs in her muscles also encouraging that. But screw that, thought the showwoman. She was going to create fireworks.

Ducking through the ropes, she got to the apron and went to the turnbuckle close to Petra. She gripped the top, taking a few deep breaths as she ascended to the top, the crowd getting louder and louder for what was going to come. A high flying move from Mic Chick. Everyone was wondering if she'd be able to pull something off like that--Mic Chick included, honestly. But hey, she had to try. Petra Adamos wasn't making anything easy for her, and one more big move had to be enough to put her down for the three count.

Mic got to the top rope, crouching on it as she cringed in pain. This seemed a lot more stupid from this angle, but Mic Chick was used to doing something stupid. Why else would she become a professional wrestler? Then, she put a hand to her back as she rose to the top, taking a deep breath. And then she went to fly off with her Shooting Star Press she called the Rock N' Roll Revolution! And she hoped it would put an end to this match!

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It was rare that a finisher was a title not aptly applied - with it being a rare day indeed that one was broken out of. In PPV's and special events at least - never mind in standard matches such as the one Petra and Mic were in right now!

But such was done at huge cost, with Petra's eyes lost for focus as Mic Chick wrangled her frame. There was little movement on the Greeks end - at least of a voluntary nature - as she was forced about before Mic began to unload upon her. With fury apparent, no doubt at the audacity Petra had to endure a move Mic Chick had deemed the end all!

Lip growing bruised as the referee cried out for a break, Petra looked even worse for wear if such a thing was possible by the time Mic was done. Flat to her back with a daze practically visible over the top of her, the Greek had been thrown from one bad position to another. For she was unaware of the fact that her foe was seeking to follow up with yet another finisher - with the chances of enduring said move, after already having taken Mic's brutal kick, effectively zero!

Watching through but a single partially opened eye as she stayed flat to her back, Petra burst out into a coughing fit as desperation took control of her. Mic was already halfway to the top of the corner post by the time Petra had even begun to move again, meaning but one thing. Petra was out of time!

Releasing an uncharacteristic cry the moment Mic kicked off the top post, Petra would roll her frame towards her foe and onto her front. The movement wouldn't look to be massive, but given the precision needed to land a shooting star press, Mic would be set to hit absolutely nothing but empty canvas!

Had Petra moved far enough, that is!

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Mic Chick flew off the top rope. If there was anything that might overcome all the pain and exhaustion that would cripple and keep most people out of doing any further maneuvers, it was the sheer, raw determination to show off and show out. And there were fewer that aimed for that than Mic Chick, born and bred for it. And so the determination to do a perfect high flying move was all she needed to go sailing off the top rope!

The Ring Rocker would grab hold of her ankles as she spun in the air with the Rock N' Roll Revolution, flying high and stunning the crowd by managing to still make it look perfect despite all the pain she was in and how tired she was. It was practically like she was fresh in the match as she performed the move.

But then she landed chest and stomach first onto the mat.

Any freshness away immediately as she pushed herself off the mat, arching her front with her hands and feet immediately after landing. There was no hard body Greek hottie to cushion her fall. It was just a thinly padded mat. After trying to push up, Mic immediately collapsed onto her front again, letting out a loud groan and grunt, sounding like her entire body had caved in.

And all of that freshness that came from the perfect Shooting Star Press came back in a major way. Her body in complete shambles now. Everything came crashing back to Mic, the soreness managing to feel many times worse than it was originally, as it all caught up to her and then some. And her form felt like it was near shutdown, shaking and trembling on the mat. She was as close to helpless as possible now before Petra, provided her opponent was able to get up in any timely manner.