Dead Rabbits - Veronica Larvotto vs. Death Bunny

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Clyton wrote:"... Hmph." Veronica would merely scoff at Death Bunny's advice. She had no intention of following what her opponent suggested. What does she know about how the Executioner thinks? If anyone dares do something to her prized bunny, she would crush them all and send them to the hospital, and the person in front of her is no exception. Even if the goth bunny does not look intimidating in the slightest physically, that is no excuse for one to underestimate her combat ability.

As the bell would ring, Veronica would also approach Death Bunny with a widened grappling stance. Of course, she had no desire in engaging in a lock-up against her clearly stronger foe. Rather, she also rushed in the same time the other bunny girl rushed in, and lashed out her right hand, clenched into a fist, in a cross punch straight for the Grim Reaper's face.

Interestingly enough, Death Bunny had the same thought in mind, and Veronica would merely narrow her eyes as she saw the former's cross punch headed straight for her face. The punch connected on one of her cheeks, snapping her head to the side, but her red eyes continued to glare at the other girl, as if the punch did not faze her one bit. "Is that all you got?" She would mutter.

killcarrion wrote:In a bizarre clash of like-minded hare brained opponents, both Veronica and D.B. would exchange nearly identical opening trade offs with Bunny’s left cross arching over Veronica’s own right armed strike. Whipping her own head to the side from the impact to her cheek, Bunny turned her head back towards the executioner, hardly dazed though somewhat surprised at the amount of force she felt behind that fist from such a petite figure.

Clearing away some spittle from the side of her mouth with the back of her gloved hand, Bunny’s penetrating gaze never eased up when Veronica revealed herself to be seemingly unscathed from D.B.’s blow. Certainly not the outcome she was expecting, Veronica already demonstrating her knack for taking punishment and asking for more. Bunny lowered her hand with an angered glare towards the executioner…she never was one to take being egged on lightly.

“...you hit like a girl.” Snide remark aside, Bunny lowered her stance before sprinting full tilt towards the emo girl intending to clamp her arms around Veronica’s slim waist. If successful in the wrap up Bunny would bull rush Veronica into the corner, maintaining her lowered stance and grabbing the middle ropes before taking a step back and driving her shoulder into the emo girl’s toned abs repeatedly.

Clyton wrote:After both combatants retracted their fists, Veronica would turn her head to look at the Grim Reaper, her stoic expression on her face unfading. She watched as her opponent revealed her angry facial and lashed out a taunt from her mouth, something which the bunny girl was indifferent to. She did not care in being threatened, because she knows that no threat will ever endanger the ego of the gothic chick in her personal opinion.

And perhaps her provocation works easily towards the fearsome Death Bunny. Although she did not expect this Death Bunny to go on a rampage like an angered bull, and before she had time to react, her eyes would widen instead as her taller foe wrapped her arms around the emo girl's waist and started to rush her towards a corner. The Executioner, no matter how fast she was, cannot get out of this grip, especially when her feet is uncontrollably taking rapid back steps until she was slammed against the turnbuckles, forcing a grunt to escape from the dark-haired girl's lips.

Just as quickly, Veronica would feel a shoulder slamming deep into her flat yet toned abs, her red eyes widening once more from the impact of the blow as her mouth hung wide open. Her hands grabbed each of the top ropes beside her to keep herself standing, for no matter how intolerant to pain she is, her mid-section is by far her weakest part of the body. Even a mere yet strong punch to the gut would double over the girl without much difficulty. But rather a punch, Veronica is withstanding the full weight of Death Bunny's body being compacted towards her shoving shoulder. After a couple more shoulder drives, the Executioner would actually let out a gasp, some spittle flying out of her mouth at the same time, while her upper body slowly bent downwards after each consecutive blow.

But the Executioner, being the dangerous person she is, would not let herself get pummeled without any resistance. After the fourth shoulder drive, Veronica would grit her teeth, refusing to let out any more gasps of pain, and grab Death Bunny's light purplish hair firmly with both hands, before she would launch up her right knee straight into the Grim Reaper's face. She would then do that again, this time with her left knee, and would alternate, trying to force her foe backwards with a small step after each knee strike, aiming to force her opponent all the way back to the opposite corner as she continued this relentless assault.

killcarrion wrote:With the goth chick wrapped up in her arms and sufficiently bulldozed into the opposing corner, Bunny clenched the middle ropes tightly and rammed her shoulder into her opponents midsection with increasing ferocity. Leaning back further and further with each collision, Bunny hardly needed any further incentive to go all out against the executioner like this. The dark haired emo chick bared some nonsensical grudge against D.B. from the beginning and seemed dead set on standing toe to toe with her, so why not give her what she wants?

In an odd coincidence Bunny had actually intended to ease up after the fourth shoulder charge, content that those drives should be enough to knock the wind out of her, which was clearly not the case as she winced from the sudden tugging in her scalp. The first knee slammed into her flinching face with a sickening thud, the tightened grip on her purplish hair preventing her from snapping back to her feet and keeping her bent over in front of the goth chick. The jarring impact rattled Bunny’s world, her vision already fuzzy from watery eyes before the next knee strike mashed into her face. Each subsequent strike to her temple made her body jolt from every smack, one hand digging into the fingers in her hair while the other blocked whatever damage she could as Vero slowly marched them both backwards.

Back in the middle of the ring, where Bunny initiated the charge in the first place, one lucky knee strike would connect square into D.B.s nose, Bunny finally grunting out in pained shock and collapsing to one knee. One well-placed shot to the nose or jaw can leave you reeling worse than more than a few fists to any other part of the head. Fed up with being in this demoralizing position, Bunny blinked away any lingering pain and lowered her hands to her sides to feint being completely stunned. Once Vero attempted another knee strike D.B. would use both hands to block the collision. Lifting up her extended leg by the knee with one hand wrapping around the dark haired emo chicks’ waist, Bunny would attempt to pull Vero in close to her chest before hoisting the executioner up high for a few seconds and slam her back down to the mat with a guttural yell!

Clyton wrote:As Veronica showed her fearsome brutality with those vicious knee strikes, her facial expression showed no emotion. She was like a battling machine, and that is what she is suited for: to battle and to destroy her opponents, regardless of who they are. The results shows that she's making progress, forcing her enemy back with every successful knee strike.

At the middle of the ring, the bunny girl would feel one of her knee strikes landing on Death Bunny's nose, which afterwards, the latter would seemingly fall limp. "Simply pathetic." She would say in her monotone voice, before she continued on and launch another knee strike to the seemingly defenseless Grim Reaper. But her eyes would widen in surprise as it was blocked with both hands.

Veronica would only growl angrily as she was pulled in by her knee and waist, forcing the two combatants to embrace each other chest-to-chest. For the Executioner, she was merely focused on Death Bunny's eyes, glaring into them like the cold person she is, before she was lifted up from where she stood and was soon thrown down backwards in a slam. "Guah!" The emo chick grunted out, glaring up at her standing foe, before she would roll away and create some distance between the two. Veronica would then slowly start to stand up, clearly fazed by the slam and started to become more cautious, yet with her glare never unfading towards the Death Bunny's eyes.

killcarrion wrote:Bunny held her nose with one of her hands and breathed through her nasal cavity's as she blinked away any lingering disorientation from the barrage of vicious knee strikes. She peered down to her palm to double check that her nose wasn't bleeding, luckily not a drop to be seen, though that throbbing pain in her head may stick around. The amount of head trauma D.B. was being subjected to since joining this stupid league was enough to make her concerned...not for her own safety, but for her opponents if this shit keeps up.

Once the ring started getting a little less fuzzier, she quickly scoped her surroundings to notice Veronica rolling away. She considered giving the sanctimonious goth chick some room to breathe and recoup, but that "pathetic" line cost her that little reprieve. Gritting her teeth and stomping towards her once Vero was on her hands and knees, Bunny intended to rear back her boot and severely punt the dark haired Executioner square in her toned abs with a righteous authority, intending to keep up her working over of Vero's stomach from earlier with her shoulder drives.

Clyton wrote:As Veronica got up to her feet, one hand clutching her back, the bunny girl shouldn't be surprised or underestimate how much endurance Death Bunny has. She realized that she needed to be as vicious as she can be if it is in order to put the taller bunny girl down for the count. But just as she glared up, somehow, Death Bunny had already walked herself over and stood in front of the smaller bunny girl with a leg reared back. It's rare for Veronica to lose her awareness of her surroundings, but somehow, she did.

The foot dug deep into her abs, Veronica's eyes finally bulging out as if there was something that actually fazed her tough mentality. Spittle flew out of her mouth as she doubled over, a cry not being made but rather was replaced with a sharp gasp, the emo chick begging for air. Her two hands went to clutch her mid-section now, taking a couple of steps back. But the black-haired girl was one to not back down so easily. Growling in frustration once more, the Executioner would suddenly try to send a right uppercut straight for the Grim Reaper's chin in a quick retaliation attack, bearing through the pain in order to land in a retribution hit.

killcarrion wrote:Nothing felt quite as satisfying as planting her treaded boot deep into the gut of this so called Executioner, hopefully anticipating that the punt would have had enough force to send the goth chick flying over the ropes to land in front of that seated plush rabbit of hers. She would have to settle with seeing Veronica doubled over with her arms cradling her bruised gut fruitlessly gasping for air. D.B. glared with menacing intent as she approached the goth chick with plans for keeping up the beating, hoping that THIS time goth chick was stunned enough to stay down for once.Though once Bunny reached down to yank up Veronica's dark haired head her assumption would become grossly inaccurate as Vero let loose with a fierce uppercut into D.B.'s chin.

"Nnngh!!" Connecting square with the her jawline, Bunny squinted her eyes shut and shot a gritted toothed scowl to to the roof of the arena as her head snapped back from the counter uppercut. With Vero's size disadvantage the goth chick probably had to leap up a few inches to make sure her fist hit it's target. D.B. stumbled backwards with one hand cupping her chin, stunned not just from the painful blow but from the show of sheer endurance Vero was putting on towards Bunny's strikes. Peering over towards Veronica through half opened eyes she noticed that red eyed glare Vero kept shooting her way.....those eyes, she started to despise them.....

Bunny decided she had enough of this back and forth nonsense. Still reeling from the hit Bunny acted on pure adrenaline and once again made a sprint towards Vero in a low stance, though in this instance D.B. intended to wrap her arms around Vero's legs and trip her back first to the mat. If successful Bunny would straddle Veronicas abs and start to wail into her with clubbing left and right strikes to her temple.

Clyton wrote:Indeed, once Veronica felt even the slightest of touches during her 'vulnerable' moments, she just instinctively reacts with a move to defend herself. Although she did have to jump to reach Death Bunny's chin, the added momentum just made the strike even more powerful. She landed on her feet, one hand moving to clutch her mid-section again as she took the time to regain her proper breathing. Her eyes continued to glare at the Grim Reaper's eyes. As if she was playing mind games. Or, more realistically, trying to intimidate the Grim Reaper herself.

It also has its perks in keeping an eye on your opponent, such as seeing your foe charging straight at you in a low stance. The bunny girl braced herself, before she would suddenly leap off and send a high knee straight for the charging Death Bunny's face!

killcarrion wrote:Gritting her teeth with killer intent written all over her face, D.B. was clearly letting her emotions guide her actions as she once again went for a low stanced tackle on the Executioner, partly because of her opponents short stature but also since the approach worked well last time. However, her bubbling frustration at having been beaten back by the petite goth chick at nearly every turn blinded her to the fact that approaching with the same strategy twice and being predictable was a hand written invitation to have it blow up in your face, quite literally in this instance.  

D.B. could only widen her eyes at the familiar site of Veronica’s right knee before it was once again rammed into her already bruised cheek with rest of her face contorting to the side in a pained grimace. Her forward momentum stopped on a dime with the knee strike twisting her body to the side before dropping chest first to the mat, finally taken off her feet by Vero’s combination of swift footed agility and counter strikes. Bunny-eared cranium in her hands, D.B. would arch her back and attempt to at least push herself up to her knees with her head still hanging low. The constant barrage of strikes to the head left her rattled with a throbbing pain in her head.

Clyton wrote:Veronica sighed softly to herself as she managed to smash her knee against the charging Death Bunny's cheek, sending her sprawling onto the mat. But she knew that she shouldn't underestimate an opponent of D.B's caliber. Landing on her sock-covered feet, the bunny girl would start to walk around her downed foe, stalking like a predator, until she was facing the Grim Reaper's head.

Veronica stood there in front of the girl silently, slowly raising her right foot so that her right leg is fully extended vertically in the air, like some sort of an Executioner's axe, ready to strike right down the middle of the Grim Reaper's skull and split it in two. And that is what she would do, striking down her right foot so that the heel of her sock-covered foot would smash against the back of Death Bunny's head, as long as the latter is on all fours that is.

killcarrion wrote:Cradling her head in her gloved hands while bent low on her knees, Bunny couldn't help but wonder at what point, exactly, did she lose control here. Her high tolerance for physical punishment was already being tested by the bunny executioner, fighting D.B. off with a ferocity that took most everyone in the arena by surprise, including herself.

The aches in her head kept her hobbled at the moment, though she was still self aware enough to look up and notice through hazy vision one lone black socked leg right in front of her, Veronica intending to take advantage of her vulnerable position and knock Bunny's lights out with an extended heel stomp. Through sheer will alone, Bunny raised herself up and grabbed the underside of Vero's thigh and grunted out loud as she shoved her backwards and off her feet. Hardly a punishing counter but for now D.B. was more interested in giving her self more time to recoup, slowly working her way up to one knee, then back to her feet if uninterrupted.

Clyton wrote:As Veronica raised her leg for the upcoming axe kick, her standing thigh would be grabbed from the underside, alerting the bunny girl. Before she tried to go in for the kill, she was shoved back through pure force alone. There was so much force, the black-haired girl landed on her upper back and neck before back rolling and flopping onto her front with a grunt. Shaking her head side-to-side as she got onto her fours, Veronica gazed up to see Death Bunny also trying to get onto her feet.

The smaller girl not wanting to be outdone, she quickly tried to stand up and walk backwards, leaning against the ropes for leverage, before sprinting forward and trying to jump and clothesline Death Bunny across the chest and send her down onto the mat with the added running and jumping momentum!

killcarrion wrote:With Veronica tumbling backward head over heels, the break in action gave Bunny some time to collect her thoughts and maybe for once this night not have her head be pummeled. Engaging the Executioner in fisticuffs was now officially ruled out as a way of approaching her if possible. Strikebacks were definitely her forte, enduring Bunny’s own assault and fending her off with a certain reckless bravery. Consistently targeting D.B.’s noggin was already taking it’s toll, squinting through the pain to look up and notice Vero prepping for Bunny’s ascension as she leaned against the ropes.

Taking a page out of Vero’s book, Bunny hanged back while on one knee like a coiled up predator, intending to use the Executioneer’s own offensive momentum against her instead of rushing at her in another blind offense.  With Vero’s recoil off the ropes, Bunny sprang back to life and sprinted forward to meet Veronica halfway. Snatching her out of the air and clamping her hands behind Vero’s back, Bunny compressed their bodies tightly together with both opponents dead eyed glare meeting once again before Bunny would snap back and slam the back of Vero’s head and neck in the mat for D.B.’s Rabbit Hole finishing move!!

Clyton wrote:As Veronica leaped forward and tried to clothesline Death Bunny down, she was instead met with the bunny girl coming towards her and snatching her out of mid-air into a bearhug-like lock, as easy as taking candy from a baby. The bearhug lock emphasized the height difference, Veronica's legs literally lifted off the mat as it dangled in mid-air while her arms flailed around. Grunting in frustration, she looked up to exchange glares once again, and would try to rear back her fist and punch the Grim Reaper square in the face.

But it was too late.

The black-haired girl would go for a ride as she moved along the motions of Death Bunny, and it would be a tough landing as Veronica would land right on the back of her head and neck. "UUGGGHHHH!!!" The Executioner would let out in one of the loudest grunts she ever made in her life, her eyes scrambled and her brain rattled as her body would flop onto her back should the Grim Reaper did not bridge her body for a pin. She would be laid out eagle spread, her eyes staring into the ceiling as her vision was in a complete dizziness. She could barely move her body, and soft groans would escape from her lips periodically as she was completely stunned.

killcarrion wrote:With Veronica allowed to flip over and fall to her backside, both of the grim faced and bunny obsessed combatants would lie down on opposing sides. While Veronica certainly had no choice in the matter having just had her world flipped upside down in the head banging counter, Bunny willingly took the time off to allow her pulsing head pains to finally diminish. Twisting to her side and climbing to her feet, Bunny glanced down at the bikini clad executioner who had been giving such a hell of a time. Smacked around and brought to her knees by this twiggy emo chick…quite embarrassing, but also infuriating…

Clenching her fists and grinding her teeth, D.B. fed off that feeling and wasted little time in bending down, digging her hands into Vero’s scruffy black hair and viciously yanking her upward in one swift motion, demonstrating Bunny’s strength and Vero’s light weight frame. Bunny had serious payback to dish out to Veronica, starting first by taking her head and stuffing it in between her legs, squeezing her thighs around Vero’s skull and belting her in the back with a clubbing strike to settle down any struggling. Signaling to the audience with both her hands giving a thumbs down motion above her bent over opponent to uproarious approval, Bunny bent down and wrapped her arms around Vero’s slim waist to easily lift her in a power bomb position on D.B.s shoulders.

The buzz of anticipation in the audience reached a fever pitch with Vero in that precarious position high over the mat. But Bunny had decided to add a little extra to this powerbomb attempt, grasping Vero’s bikini by it’s sides and using that grip to lift her up even higher above D.B.s head. Leaving her up high in the air with cameras flashing away in this dreadful position, D.B. would unleash a barbaric yell before slamming Vero down to the mat in the Last Ride Power Bomb!!

Clyton wrote:As Death Bunny appeared in her view, glancing down at her, Veronica could only grit her teeth in frustration. She looked away, clearly disliking this position of powerlessness as she knew she was helpless to defend herself against what the other bunny girl had in mind. The goth chick cried out in a yelp as her messy black hair was gripped and yanked viciously, forcing her up to her feet in mere moments because of her light weight and her opponent's immense strength. Her hands moved to grip the other girl's wrists, trying to pry those hands off as she looked at the Grim Reaper in the eyes once more, one eye closed and the other wincing half-open.

Before she knew it, Veronica found herself bent over with her head tucked in between Death Bunny's thighs, feeling the squeeze that only made her dizziness and headache worse. Her hands would grip the back of the other girl's bare thighs. The clubbing blow to her back forced out a grunt out of the emo chick, forcing her down to one knee momentarily, before she slowly got back up to her feet. She knew what was coming, and she didn't like it one bit, feeling the Grim Reaper's arms wrapping around her slim waist, before rolling her up onto her shoulders.

As soon as she was rolled up onto the shoulders, the Executioner planned to strike back then before it was too late. However, her eyes would widen as the sides of her bikini bottom would be gripped, before they would be pulled up and gave her a small wedgie while being elevated even higher, clearly distracting the smaller bunny girl. And almost soon enough, she would be thrown back in the Last Ride powerbomb, dropping quite a feet straight onto the mat. "UGGHHHNN!!" Veronica grunted out heavily once more, the back of her head and back bouncing off the mat violently, arching her back sharply and jutting her breasts outward, before her body started to relax.

Laid out once again in an eagle spread position, Veronica had her eyes tightly closed this time. That impact to her head took her out of the fight, groaning heavily as if she ever opened her eyes, she felt like the intense dizziness and headache would get to her. Her breathing becoming quite soft, she was unsure what to do, and enduring the punishment isn't going to be a solution.

killcarrion wrote:Standing tall and cracking her neck shoulder to shoulder, D.B. felt a wave of therapeutic contentment from that earth shattering power bomb. She stepped to Vero’s side and cast a looming shadow over the executioner’s battered and knocked prone frame, a few smatterings of applause from the thrill loving audience. A shiver went up her spine from the supremely satisfying body slam, her outrage feeling somewhat tempered after seeing the pitiable state Veronica was left in after only having been the recipient of two of D.B.s moves, although they may have been two of the more devastating slams in her repertoire. Finally having something to smile about since this entire debacle started....not that Bunny would do such a thing, the Grim Reaper still maintained her somber grimace.

Bunny was still hardly satiated with the amount of agony she wanted to put Vero through, her head filled with a myriad of ways she could continue to make use of her opponents helplessness. But with the Executioner already appearing dead to the world, Bunny chose to test Vero’s seemingly comatose state and go for a pin instead. No point in tossing someone around who probably couldn’t even feel it anymore. With both her booted feet to the sides of Vero’s head. Bunny would abruptly drop herself down and land her blue jeaned bottom on the Executioner’s petite A-B cup chest. Bending her legs at the knees and resting her arms on her thighs, Bunny sneered down at the weary and flattened goth chick while the ref started counting. “Wonder if you’re bunny friend is enjoyin the show right about now~…”

“ONE!!”