Re: Yamato Ishii vs Ami Takeuchi

by LARIATO Thu Dec 18, 2014 6:07 pm

After his hand finally reached out and grabbed the ropes, Ami continued to wrench back on the camel clutch, eliciting more pained groans from Yamato. At the ref's count of three she finally released him, and Yamato's torso collapsed to the mat.

He began panting, trying desperately once again to catch his breath as Ami stomped away. Slowly and shakily, he then used the ropes for leverage to pull himself back up to a standing position before turning to grin at his opponent, in spite of how bad his situation looked at the moment.

"What, is that all you got? And here I thought you were gonna 'kick my ass.'" he taunted. It probably wasn't the greatest idea to provoke a foe already as pissed off as Ami was. But, maybe that would just make it easier to lure the supermodel into charging recklessly at him. If she did, he only hoped he'd be able to find a way to counter whatever she decided to throw at him.

by Teenwrestler Fri Dec 19, 2014 3:43 pm

Frustrated as she was, she was still happy at the fact that she was well in the driving seat in this match. Yamato only managed to get in a few moves otherwise Ami was doing well in the offensive department in this tussle. She was sporting enough for allowing Yamato to get back up to his feet, a grin on her face as she saw the exhausted male get back up on his feet using the ropes then resting his back against it.

She got pissed as Yamato egged her on, who the heck was this guy to insult her like this? She gritted her teeth in anger and shook her first at him "Grr why you....Looks like I'm going to have to punish you a bit more then my boytoy" she said as she launched her self at him, looking for a clothesline attempt. "Waahhhh!" she screamed as she did a short sprint towards him with her forearm extended and aimed at his neck.

by LARIATO Fri Dec 19, 2014 4:00 pm

Yamato was pleased to see his taunt was effective as he watched Ami's grin quickly turn to an expression of sheer anger. And after the supermodel was done shouting at him, she took his bait and ran right at him to attempt a clothesline.

Yamato had taken a beating thus far, but now he saw an opportunity. Waiting until Ami was close, he'd then lift his right boot up to crash into her stomach, hoping to stope her charge.

Then he would be the one to rush forward, before leaping toward Ami and launching himself at her like a missile as he attempted to slam his good shoulder into her chest with a flying shoulder tackle. "Hyah!"

by Teenwrestler Fri Dec 19, 2014 4:32 pm

For the first time in the match, the supermodel lost her cool and got suckered into Yamato's trap. She lunged in for a clothesline attempt but foot big boot to her belly instead, stopping her dead in her tracks as she doubled over infront of her opponent with her arms wrapped around her own belly to protect her from any further attack. Winded out, the supermodel staggered back while panting.

"*huff*huff* Why you.....Uuurrggghhhhh!" her taunt cut short as his shoulders smacked into her chest, his strong shoulders against her soft perky breasts must have felt good for the perv as the supermodel went down on her back from that impact.

by LARIATO Fri Dec 19, 2014 4:40 pm

For once, luck seemed to be on Yamato's side as his attack managed to bring the supermodel down! And this time Yamato hadn't been dumb enough to use his wounded arm in the process.

"Ha! That's what you get for underestimating me!" he said, grinning as he crawled over to the supermodel. Yamato had let some good chances slip through his fingers, but he wasn't about to add another to that list. He rested his body over Ami's in a cross body pin, and hooked a leg as the referee slapped the mat to begin the count.

"ONE!"

by Teenwrestler Sat Dec 20, 2014 10:03 pm

Yamato was finding his second wind, after being on the back foot for far too long in this match, he finally caught the supermodel off guard and brought his boot to her gut which allowed him to spear her down on her back with him on top. After throwing in a taunt, to which only replied only through moans and groans, he went for a quick cross body pin as her breasts were grinding against his pecs. She moaned softly, trying to take in what exactly happened to her but when she heard the referee count to two she quickly threw her shoulders up and kicked out.

"NO WAY IN HELL! Urghhh...." she screamed while kicking out, then rolling away on her side towards the nearest ring ropes.

by LARIATO Sat Dec 20, 2014 10:12 pm

Yamato grunted a bit in frustration as Ami kicked out of the pin. But at the very least, he'd finally manage to swing momentum around in his favor. Now he just had to try to find a way to keep it.

Ami then rolled toward the nearest set of ropes, and an idea popped into Yamato's head. "Lets see how you like a taste of your own medicine." he said before running back into the ropes on the opposite side of the ring.

Bounding off of them, he came sprinting back toward Ami, and would then slide down into a baseball kick aimed at her stomach in hopes of pushing the supermodel under the bottom rope and knocking her outside the ring.

by Teenwrestler Mon Dec 22, 2014 1:40 pm

Ami tried to get some wind back in her sails as she rolled away from her opponent, getting some good distance between them to catch her breath and recollect her thoughts to get back in the match. Slowly, she got back up on her feet with her hand pressed against her ribcage as her chest heaved up and down when taking deep heavy breathes. "Y-yoouuuuu you'll pay for that one" she hissed, while ignoring Yamato's movements.

This allowed Yamato to quickly capitalize as he bounced off the ring ropes and came sprinting back towards the supermodel, diving in for a low drop kick, his boots smacked against Ami's belly as she stumbled out of the ring and down onto her back. "Oouuuffff...oowwww, t-that freakin hurt" she whined with her arms wrapped around her belly and feet kicking the outside ring mats furiously.

by LARIATO Mon Dec 22, 2014 2:27 pm

Yamato could feel his confidence building by the moment, and he could hear the crowd starting to get behind him as he dropkicked Ami out of the ring. Not wanting to let this opportunity slip by, he then stepped through the ropes and dropped onto his feet right beside his opponent outside the ring.

"Aww, did I hurt the wittle girl?" he said, taunting Ami with the same voice she'd used to taunt him several times before now. It definitely felt sweet to through her tactics right back in her face, although it might not've been the smartest thing to do.

He then gave a slight chuckle. "So much for getting payback for your brother." he said, continuing to taunt her. Yamato then reached down and grabbed her head, then began trying to guide the woman back up to her feet.

by Teenwrestler Wed Dec 24, 2014 1:14 pm

(Sorry about the slight delay, I came down with a sore throat and fever. Still do, but its manageable at this point!)

After getting smacked by that low drop kick, Ami stumbled outside the ring and down on her back. Her arms wrapped around her own mid section as she gently massaged her ribs."Owww-damnit. He's going to pay for that" she hissed as she took her time to catch her breath and recover a bit. She could hear the crowd getting behind the new face wrestler and she absolutely hated that. Why cheer for a new guy when they can cheer for a supercute supermodel?.

It wasnt long until Yamato came out of the ring as well standing next to Ami and mocking her the same way she did to him. She grit her teeth in anger and frustration, she was pissed now! "FUCK OFF! Owww H-hair pull! What are ya? a catfighter? Urghh mm let go" she whined as Yamato grabbed her head and started to slowly pull her up. Ami looked around a bit, as she was half way in being pulled up to her feet, she noticed Yamatos back and the ring apron was blocking the referee's vision and she attempted to seize that opportunity, as Yamato began to pull her up Ami brought her hand right up between his legs, going for a sneaky low blow.

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