Andrea Ümlaut Vs. Death Bunny

Grabbed by her throat, Andrea gasped and clutched D.B.'s wrists with a wide eyed stare before she was suddenly hoisted up, even at being a mere inch taller, the crowd would see Andrea being hefted up to dangle in the air as her legs kicked back and forth, struggling to breathe.

"A-Ack! Hak!!" Andrea gasped and sputtered, weakly kicking at D.B's legs as she her hardcoreness was mocked by the woman, unable to do a thing as the Bunny Lady marched forth before hurling Andrea forth, throwing her back first onto the top turnbuckle with a sick bump that saw Andrea's body bend and arch.

"AAUGH!!!" She hit the turnbuckle and bounced off limply before flopping to the mat, clutching her back as she rolled about left to right. "F-Fuuuck! FUUUUCKK!!!" From the pain in her back and the current humiliating she felt at being destroyed thus far.

She stood up on shaky legs and wiped the blood off her bottom lip. "IM NOT GONNA BE THROWN AROUND BY SOME FUCKIN' RABBIT!!" She spat before rushing Death Bunny, throwing out her leg and trying to hit the bitch across the chin with a mighty big boot.

As unsettling as it may have been to the audience to see Andrea languishing on the mat from having her vertebrae bounce off the top turnbuckle, D.B. remained practically unfazed to whatever pain her opponent was going through. Staring down at her with a hand on her shapely hip instead of pressing her advantage, it was fairly obvious to anyone with eyes that the bunny girl was restraining herself out of a morbid sense of honor towards giving the punk rocker a fighting chance and towards prolonging the beating she had in store for Andy.

Seeing Andrea fall to pieces once when the pressure was turned on made D.B. wonder if Andrea even knew how to handle herself in an actual brawl once she wasn't swinging around a blunt object to bash someone's head in. With a heavy sigh, D.B. lowered her arm and nonchalantly approached Andy once it looked she was back on her feet and ready for Round 2...

"You're fucking lucky ALL I did was throw you aroun-" Andrea's mad sprint and sudden revival took D.B. by surprise but not enough for Andy's blatant broadcast strike to connect, the bunny-eared girl side-stepping and snagging the offending appendage under her arm.

"...*sigh*...Ya know Andrea, I'm damn glad I faced you. All your bullshit has helped me come to a major decision in my life..." D.B. imparted with a stoic expression while keeping Andrea hopping and teetering around on one foot...right before extending the captured leg out sharply and tossing it down flat to the canvas, spreading Andrea out on the mat in a cringe-inducing split...

Charging right for her for at full speed with a temper to match her ferocity, Andrea tried to kick the bunny's head clean off but a simple sidestep would ruin everything as Andrea missed her target and found her leg caught under the woman's leg! Leaving Andrea to gasp and stare at her opponent in pure shock, balancing on her one leg.

"No.... No no no! D-don't even-" Andrea tried to protest but it was too late, DB would stretch out the leg, making Andrea desperately hop to keep her balance that she would ultimately lose when Death Bunny threw down her leg and let Andrea drop, performing a cringe inducing split as the audience cried in sympathy. Andrea herself giving a small bounce with her outstretched legs before flopping to the side, cradling her stretched pelvis. "AUUUGGH!!!!" She whaled while holding her crotch, biting her lip as her legs kicked at the mat.

With Andrea's wishbone split courtesy of Death Bunny adding a few new octaves to the punk rocker's singing voice, the collective consensus of the audience was that of wincing sympathy for her, both ladies and gentleman in attendance crossing their legs a little tighter that night. A part of D.B. wanted to continue breaking Andrea down bit by bit in excruciating fashion with a cavalcade of painful delights until she was a quivering shell with a new found case of leporiphobia...but D.B. was just fed up at this point...with everything.

Skulking over towards Andrea's discarded acoustic guitar, D.B. would yank it up and place in front of her as if she about to perform her own personal solo. Her fingers fiddled with the tuning keys at the head of the guitar, plucking at the guitar strings while she casually sauntered in front of Andrea with an uncharacteristically peaceful expression on her face. Calmly waiting until the punk rocker's was back on her knees...

"....and, perfect. All tuned up~...." With Andrea's guitar adjusted to play the most harmonious tunes it possibly could...D.B.'s face would go demonically feral before winding up in a batter's stance like a designated hitter and slamming the guitar clear across Andrea's stupid fucking face!!

Andrea remained writhing in agony upon the mat after the forced split, her thighs and crotch all tensed up by the crude maneuver that now only hurt her physically, but was also embarrassing as hell to boot! But upon seeing DB casually stroll over to grab her guitar, Andrea started to grit her teeth and squirm.

"H-Hey! Drop that...Nh...Drop... That... Shit..." Andrea growled with eyes welled up with water, seeing the Bunny Rabbit tauntingly fiddle with the instrument, tuning it as Andrea started to force herself up to attack, gritting her teeth while shooting DB a red faced glare as the woman played with her stupid weapon that she ironically hated before at last, DB acted.

The last thing Andrea saw were the eyes of her opponent going practically feral, like she were possessed, until at last that guitar came crashing against her face, the instrument shattering into pieces upon impact, turning Andrea's head to the side before she flopped sprawled out to the mat.

The remnants of Andrea's acoustic guitar were scattered around the ring in a beautiful portrait of disarray and carnage around the laid out punk rocker, her heaving chest the only inkling of life from her. Not a soul in attendance entertained the idea that Andrea wasn't singing a sweet lullaby at that point, including the ref, who after shielding her eyes from the guitar's shrapnel at impact signaled for the bell to declare D.B. the victor by knockout.

D.B. herself remained lurched over the lifeless remains of her opponent, a deaden stare surveying her handiwork before casually flicking the head of the guitar across Andrea. It was definitely an...eerie moment, D.B. tilting her head to the side quizzically as the silent audience anticipated some manner of post-match festivities to emphatically ram Bunny's point home....but a disgusted look on her face and a quick spit to her side would be all that the violence mongers in the audience would get, D.B. turning to stomp over to her corner and collect her belongings before heading up the ramp with nary any acknowledgment to the confused fans or the medical staff passing her by.

To her Andrea wasn't even worth the effort it would take to strip her of what was left of her dignity, or leave her hanging upside down on the ropes...or both. Besides, all that bullshit is just meant to send a message to everyone else backstage. D.B. not much seeing the point in that. Now that she just then decided to leave AFW for good.


Winner : Death Bunny

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