Tension Battle Royale

(E, 5)

Johnny was up to one knee when he saw Eliza bounding back at him from the other side of the ring. "Geeze!" he said as she sent a kick that would have been at head height if he hadn't stood up. He took it in his abs and stumbled back against the ropes, leaning against them and panting.

His eyes focused on Eliza and he grinned. "Pretty good, but if you think you're getting me over these ropes, you've got another thing comin, dude!"

Johnny pushed off the ropes and swung a hard clothesline at Eliza to try and put her down on the mat!

(E,5)

(E, 5)

Eliza said nothing to Johnny's comment, although it was true that Eliza wouldn't be able to fling him out the ring yet. Even more so considering he was very fresh in this match, whereas the ballroom girl had been in the ring since the start. But Eliza believed that here the odds were not important, it was technique and timing that would win matches.

So when Johnny came charging at the dancing passion, Eliza's dancer instincts kicked in. She would gracefully duck under the arm of Johnny, by busting out into the splits. Her legs perfectly alinged and poised, with the practise that only a ballerina could have. And she'd just as quickly rise back up from that move so that she was standing, and Eliza would attempt to fire off another kick. This time aiming at the center of Johnny's midriff, hoping to force the young man to stagger and but her some time.

"Dude? The correct form of address is lady!" Eliza chided, it wasn't all that important. But all the same the ballroom girl was one to bring something like that up.

(E, 5)

(E,5)

Johnny swung and missed with the clothesline and when he turned around, he found a hard kick from Eliza jammed into his side. He grunted and winced but unlike what the ballerina had intended, he didn't stagger. There was a lot on Johnny that looked like it was chiseled from pure granite and most of it belonged on his torso. His chest and abs were like reinforced steel and when felt the kick, he bent his body and clamped his arm down and held Eliza in place.

"I call my wife dude, man!" He corrected.

Since they were close to the turnbuckle, Johnny would try and use his hold to ram Eliza into the corner and mash her up against the turnbuckles with a follow up body splash.

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(E, 5)

Eliza was thinking of ways to attempt a counter, she knew that it wasn't looking good here for her. Not only had her kick failed to stagger Johnny but he had been able to grab hold of it, she didn't bother trying to respond back to Johnny's comment as there was a more important issue.

Ms Harenwood's gut told her to try and go for a kick to the head with her other leg, but before she could put that plan into action Johnny was on the move. The very close space prevented Eliza from being able to bring her leg up in time, and she was rushed into the corner.

And was then promtly squished hard against the iron post, the air being taken out of Eliza's sails as well as her momentum.
"Hgn! Damm you!" the ballroom girl wheezed out, she was stunned for now and open for another move on Johnny's part.

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(E,5)

Johnny blushed as his hard body pressed up against Eliza's fully. He felt her breath on his neck as he crushed the air out of her and paused for a moment. He'd figured out long ago that intimate contact was something that couldn't be avoided if he wanted to win and he definitely wanted to win. However, despite coming to terms with that, it didn't mean his body had no reaction when he was pressed against a pretty lady and Eliza certainly was a hottie.

He separated quickly and curled his muscular arm around Eliza's head as he turned his body. He then dropped to his knee and yanked as hard as he could to snap mare the ballerina back into the center of the ring.

(E,5)

Postby Lobo on Tue Sep 30, 2014 5:24 pm

(E,3)

When Eliza got off Clyde, he rubbed his back and struggled to sit up, his arm, his balls! His whole body in general had something wrong wtih it, but as he looked and saw Poison on the outside, the cowboy turned and looked around the arena, seeing Eliza and Johnny fighting before he turned back to Poison, then looked back behind him towards the ropes.

A devious little grin crept over his lips. "...Lets Rock, baby..." He muttered through a deep exhale before he stood up, charged for the ropes behind him, rebounded off them to run back to the otherside of the ring where he would leap and dive over the middle ropes, sailing through them to aim for Poison and strike her with a Suicide Dive, trying to hit Poison with the left arm and shoulder.

(f,3)

(E, 5)

Eliza had the proverbial stuffing knocked out of her, the momentum that the ballroom girl had tried to build up was halted. Johnny had smashed into her like a car hitting the wall, Eliza knew the situation was not in her favour. Considering the close distance of the ropes, but Johnny seemed to have something else in mind for the dancing passion.

When Eliza felt Johnny's arm around her head, the ballroom girl was reminded of when Clyde busted out the lone star stunner on her. But that didn't seem to be the thing that her foe had in mind for her, no instead Johnny got onto a knee and was attempting to perform a snapmare on Eliza.

Her dancer mindset kicked in at this point, she went with the momentum of the move. But she put her hands onto the mat and moved her legs up, performing a graceful cartwheel so that she'd end up facing the man. At which point Eliza would attempt to spin in a pirouette and clip Johnny in the side with a stocking covered heel.

(E,5)

by Kitten on Wed Oct 01, 2014 8:55 am

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Poison was still trying to recover her senses and, more importantly her cute biker cap, when Johnny and Eliza began to fight each other. The pink haired rogue knew she was not eliminated and didn't felt hard pressed to get back in the ring. Not yet at least. Maybe when Johnny and Eliza were a bit more distracted she could get in the ring and hurt Clyde some more.

But it seemed the cowboy couldn't wait. Poison watched in disbelief as Clyde ran to the ropes, stepping back away, not sure where to move. 'Don't you idiot!" she yelled as she saw Clyde flying towards her. She raised her arms up to protect herself but that helped very little against Clyde's dive. The cowboy's arm and shoulder hit Poison hard, taking the pink haired hottie down even harder much to the delight of the fans.

[G,3]

Postby Lobo on Fri Oct 03, 2014 3:29 pm

(E,3)

Flying through the ropes, Clyde felt a rush as he sailed through the air and crashed right into Poison, hearing the gasping silence of the crowd turn into loud roars roars as he struck Poison from the air, crashing into the pink haired woman arm and shoulder first.

"Guh!" Clyde flopped off Poison and rolled onto his back, looking up at the lights with his chest heaving up and down as he clutched his arm, unable to believe he just did that stupid move and didn't get hurt.

"....Y-Y...You suck..." He muttered to Poison as he lay on the outside floor, nearly sprawled out but started to turn over on his stomach, crawling towards Poison, trying to sit on her legs, flopping over her body until his cheek would rest on her exposed abs, huffing against her skin before lifting his head... And then thrusting it down it again, trying to give Poison a desperate headbutt to her abdomen!

(G,3)

Postby Kitten on Fri Oct 03, 2014 4:18 pm

[G,3]

Poison couldn't believe Clyde had done something so stupid. She was hurting badly and still out of it, holding her head with one arm and hugging her body with the other. All she could do was hope Clyde had hurt himself real bad with that fall, by the way it felt Poison had the suspicion she had cushioned the cowboy's fall with her own body.

She soon found out that Clyde was not nearly as hurt as she would have liked him to be, as the boy moved over her legs and hit her tummy with a headbutt. "Ughhjh!" Poison groaned with the impact. She tried to squirm away to get free from him, reaching form his hair with both hands trying to yank him off her.


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