Jessica Wright vs. Yoshiro Onamay

Jessica was quite strong. One of the strongest girls at AFW if not the world, if she wasn't mistaken. She was opportunistic too, and she was going to have to employ both of those traits here. The Violent Violet felt the bird loosen her grip, which she took as the impetus to scramble away for all she was worth and arise once more.

She groans out loudly. Yoshiro tries to push herself away also. She looks at Jessica to try and get a gauge for how angry her opponent was. And the answer would probably be very pissed. Yoshiro wiped her mouth before starting to rise to her feet. She kept silent to let Jessica speak, if she wanted.

Jessica rose from the mat and glared at the bird. "My boots are my favorite part of the outfit." She hunkered down into a wrestling stance. "And I am going to find out what color you bleed." Jessica surged across the ring with all the strength she could summon up from the depths of her hatred. There was something so loathsome, so contemptible about this girl. God, Jessica just wanted to rip her in two.

And as she charged across the ring, she thought of all sorts of ways to. She settled on a mighty uppercut, aimed to take the bird's head right off her shoulders!

Yoshiro was on one knee. She chuckled, though it was a bit pained. "Yeah? Theyre nice but...I think they are better when they are off." Yoshiro looks down to Jessica's feet and then back up to her. Jessica was right in front of Yoshiro and had slammed right into the bird. Her fist uppercutted Yoshiro and made her fall back onto the canvas.

Jessica kept going forward as she always did. She wanted revenge for having her boots taken off. The Violent Violet had to make the bird pay for all the lip she had been given. Jessica thought she could do both at once. Trying to take advantage of the fact that Yoshiro was down, she picked her up and slung her over her back. Cyclone Rider! Or as others called it, the torture rack.

Ahe felt her body being picked up...And then leaving the ground. Yoahiro made a small gasp as she was last out across the back of Jessica and pulls down in a vicious torture rack submission. "A-Ahh!" The bird cries out. Her body tries to flail around. "Stop it! L-Let me go danm you!"

Jessica bounced. That always made it hurt way worse. "Never." The Violent Violet bent Yoshiro to her breaking point. If she could find it, she would go further, but that was very much dependent upon the bird on Jessica's back. Her incredible strength and her near perfect technique made this particular submission hurt a ton.

Yoshiro made a small whimpered that even Jessica would be able to hear when she said 'Never'.

A heavy grunt would escape Yoahiro as she was pulled further. And her back wouldnt be able to take too much more, as flexible as the bird was. Her bare feet kick around, slightly kicking and hiting Jessica's body.

Then came the struggling. Jessica never particularly cared for that part, when a girl didn't quite now how superior she was. When a girl still thought she had a chance. Jessica hadn't become notorious enough yet to completely overawe opponents by mere sight, but she hoped to be there soon. A decent way to do that was kicking the crap out of them by her reckoning, and that is exactly what she sought to do.

She walked to the middle of the ring and fell backwards. Yoshiro was sure to get quite a nasty lump out of it.

Yoshiro knew her struggling wouldnt do much but annoy her obviously stronger opponent. If ahe was to gen win this maych, Yoahiro had to be much more technical and out maneuver her opponent. But that was supposed to be done back then. It was a bit too late for that now.

Yoshiro was pulled down and slammed into the mats. She made a cry out. The bird was able to barely get onto her hands and knees, struggling to breath in and out.