Re: Akashi Tanikaze Vs. Karen Starring

by **killcarrion** Thu Apr 14, 2016 5:09 pm

The dimming of the lights to a practically pitch black state amongst the perplexed audience brought about a foreboding atmosphere before the pulsating beats of D.B.'s theme reverberated throughout the stadium. Flickering and distorted images of the deathly macabre flashed across the monolithic titantron before the grim-faced bunny girl herself would unveil herself from behind the curtain and start her imposing stride down the ramp. Her hands in the pockets of her tattered trenchcoat with her chin tucked down until she finally reached the metal steps beside the ring and entered through the middle and top ropes.

Her approach towards the bare chested sumo would signal the house lights to illuminate the arena once more and for her theme to end, D.B. standing tall before the prodigious mass of muscle and girth with a soulless stare before raising a mic to her mouth to interrupt the ominous silence.

"You know, if I didn't know any better...I'd start to suspect that you may just have some sort of vendetta against those of us with a certain...lagomorphic...inclination." D.B. grimly noted with a twitch of her bunny ear, addressing Akashi's bizarrely coincidental history of roughing up bunny girls. Be they the infamous Love Bunnies, D.B., or the most recent casualty Karen, still licking her wounds off to the sides. The deathly bunny girl let a few more seconds pass before addressing the sumo once more, getting to the core essence of why she was in the ring.

"Things certainly have changed since the last time we stood face to face like this, haven't they? Back then, we we're just the muscle in this little lover's spat between two loud mouthed egomaniac's. Dragging and recruiting everyone else into their own personal gang war all for one fucking belt, and cause neither one could take "I lost" for an answer. Even if you and I wanted to speak to back then, I doubt we'd be able to hear eachother anyway over their screeching voices..." D.B. took a few steps back after summarizing the entire Dojo/Coalition feud in a few terse observations, a few feet now between the sumo and the bunny girl to emphasize the deserted ring they stood in.

"But things are noticeably more quiet now. Both of those blonde boulders weighing us down have been unchained from our ankles. In fact...things are so quiet now...I think you can finally hear me when I say..." D.B. stomped right back to bump chests with Akashi, staring up at her with soulless eyes and menacing intent written all over her face. "I...want...to...FIGHT...you, Akashi Tanikaze. I want to beat you down until my knuckles are sore and sporting a fresh coat of red. But don't get things twisted. Although I only slightly prefer Brittany as champion over Parker or Conway...I'm not doing this for her. I'm being selfish this time. This is all about me...and what I want..." D.B. snarled out with visceral ferocity in her voice, lowering her mic to a growing buzz of anticipation from the audience at the prospect of seeing them got at it.

by Tatyina Thu Apr 14, 2016 7:57 pm

Akashi watched as Death Bunny appeared. She was surprised to see that the woman came down the ramp. She definitely didn't quite expect someone to immediately rise to her challenge but if someone was, she thought it might be someone completely different.

However, as Death Bunny marched into the ring and made her bold declaration, Akashi furrowed her brow. Once DB said her piece. Akashi was scowling. "Is that how you see things?" Akashi said, lifting her microphone to her mouth. "Kelly Conway is a despicable woman. How someone like you even had one shred of loyalty to her, I'll never understand." Akashi shook her head. "Well, maybe I do understand. Taylor Parker is my sister!" Akashi balled her fist and pounded it into her bare chest.

"We are blood. Our connection is deeper than anything you could even begin to understand! How dare you try to compare her with Kelly Conway or me with you. You've associated yourself with dirty people, Usagi-san." Akashi narrowed her eyes. "So, I have no doubt that's why you think everyone else is just as dirty. I want my title back but I expect the powers that be to try and keep me from even having a chance at it. That's why I said I wanted to fight strong people so that every time i win that's one less thing that can be ignored. I'm not going to be denied."

Akashi stepped forward, looking at Death Bunny as their chests almost touched. "You might be strong, but the only thing I get if I fight you is dirty hands. You're not some proud warrior who just got caught up with a bad crowd. You're rotten to the core just like Kelly Conway and just like Brittany Luvve. I'm not interested in fighting you, Usagi-san. You're not worth it."

Akashi tossed her microphone and brushed past Death Bunny. The crowd booed, wanting to see the fight, but Akashi had a lot of reasons for not fighting Death Bunny, even if there was a part of her that might have wanted to.

by **killcarrion** Fri Apr 15, 2016 9:29 pm

D.B. remained unflinchingly resolute throughout the entirety of Akashi's booming retort, her grim scowl only wavering slightly when the sumo boasted about her "sisterhood" with Parker. A sore subject if there ever was one for the deathly bunny girl.

All of her prideful self-aggrandizing was only making D.B. yearn for the chance to wail away at her and drag her wholesome nobility down into the darkened depths right alongside her. The way she propped herself up as being some beacon of honor and virtue. Casting judgment on D.B. and her actions as if she were some righteous authority figure. D.B.'s muscles tensed with eager anticipation to finally be given the opportunity she craved...

...only to be outright denied, the bunny girl's eyes widening as Akashi would soundly reject her and brush her shoulder on her way out of the ring. D.B. dropped the mic down at her feet, a high pitched scratching noise screeching from the speakers as she turned to watch Akashi nonchalantly excuse herself from D.B.'s challenge. The sight of the sumo's broad back was so tempestuously infuriating to her that reaching into the inner linings of her tattered trench coat was an instantaneous reaction. As was revealing her worn out baseball bat, brandishing it to the startled gasps of the entire audience before attempting a homerun swing to to the back of Akashi's knee!!!

by Tatyina Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:30 pm

Akashi knew turning her back on Death Bunny was a wholly bad idea. However, she felt that if the lagomorph acted on it, then Akashi would be justified in everything she claimed about the bun. She HOPED she wouldn't be attacked, but she couldn't say she didn't expect it. She knew she could suffer through a beating, but when the wooden bat slammed into the back of her knee, she definitely hadn't been expecting that.

"Yeaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!"

Akashi's shrill cry was followed by her collapsing to the canvas, trying desperately to clutch her knee, even while tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She had expected to be attacked, but she did not expect Death Bunny to try and threaten her career. The crowd's reaction was instant as the place filled to the brim with a booming displeasure for Death Bunny's actions.

by **killcarrion** Mon Apr 18, 2016 2:50 am

The collective gasps of a frightened audience punctuated the exact, brutal moment when D.B. had officially dropped her cordial facade. The sickening impact of hardened wood meeting fleshy muscle echoed throughout the stadium and unleashed months of pent up frustration over kowtowing to Kelly and her misfit crew. Debasing herself all the while pining for the opportunity to brutalize perhaps the only person in this league she possibly views as a challenge. All for Akashi to label D.B. as "beneath" her...and unworthy of her time...

"Maybe you still can't hear me, Kash..." D.B. eerily stated while towering over the languishing sumo, her cold and uncaring eyes showing scant sympathy towards Akashi's torment. She shed her tattered trenchcoat and wide-brimmed hat into a pile behind her, soon afterward shoving the rotound sumo over with her boot. Stepping over Akashi and seating her rump on Akashi's hefty gut, D.B. placed her bat down and to the side before grabbing the sumo's arm and locking her wrist under D.B.'s armpit.

"Maybe I should spell it out for ya!!" D.B. bellowed before rearing her free arm back and unleashing a devastating volley of close-fisted strikes to Akashi's smug face. D.B. was unrelenting and merciless in her bid to make good on her promise of reddening her knuckles, all to the overwhelmingly boos and jeers to the sickened audience.

by Tatyina Mon Apr 18, 2016 8:05 pm

Akashi was clutching her leg, writhing in pain from the bat to the back of the knee when Death Bunny dropped her coat and pulled off her hat. She was yanked into a rather uncomfortable position . Death Bunny's body cruhing hers while her arm was pulled up. Still writhing in pain, she looked at Death Bunny through partially closed eyes when the first fist smashed into her skull.

"Ugghhh!"

Her head snapped back and then lolled forward as the lagomorph bitterly used Akashi's head as a punching bag. The crowds boos began to crescendo at the merciless beating. It wasn't long for Akashi's head was busted open and blood flecked everywhere as Akashi's head snapped back with each punch.

by **killcarrion** Wed Apr 20, 2016 4:47 am

Cocking her gloved fist back and centering her strikes squarely for the crimson gash above Akashi's eye, D.B.'s remorseless assault was becoming an increasingly nauseating spectacle with each uncomfortable second. A steady stream of ring officials had swarmed the ring and surrounded it on all sides, but were compelled to stay out of the ring for fear of the demented bunny girl taking a swing at them with her still present Louisville Slugger.

Akashi's swollen face had been caked blood red by the time D.B. mercifully relented, resting her weary arm limply by her side before glancing up to notice their close proximity to the ropes. A lone cameraman at ringside was capturing the unbridled brutality and inadvertently gave D.B. an idea of where she intended to take this depraved beatdown.

Unseating herself from Akashi's prodigious gut, D.B. fiercely clenched onto the sumo's brown ringlets and yanked her up into a kneeling position while having her face the cameraman's lens. She grabbed her baseball bat and proceeded to place it's barrel across her throat, depriving the sumo of fresh air while showcasing her pitiful and crippled form for all the world to witness.

"C'mon Kash, why don't ya look into that camera and say Hi to yer little sis fer me!! Let's give everyone a look at the great and noble Akashi Tanikaze!!! Yer just some over the hill relic who deserves to be put out to pasture right next to her!!!" D.B. snarled down at Akashi while keeping her grip on the handle and top of the bat, the back of the sumo's head propped up against D.B.'s thigh. "Am I still not worth your fuckin time?! HUH!!! Say somethin now!!"

by Tatyina Fri Apr 22, 2016 6:43 pm

Akashi was left helpless in Death Bunny's clutches. Nearly unconscious by the time she was grabbed and pulled into the brutal choke, Akashi being forced to look at the camera with blood dripping down her face and her tongue pushed slightly out of her mouth was unable to speak when the woman demanded such of her. She only gurgled and coughed as her eyes flickered and only opened into tiny slits.

by **killcarrion** Wed Apr 27, 2016 1:27 am

Even once Akashi had been sapped of all of her strength, D.B. refused to lighten up on the choke until she finally felt her point had been made. Removing her bat from Akashi's windpipe would have caused the sumo to topple forward if D.B. hadn't grasped her brown ringlets. D.B. used that grip to tilt her head back for the world to get one final glimpse of her blood caked face and how lifeless and pathetic the sumo had become.

Flashing cameras immortalized the moment, and D.B. released her grip. Disgusted and appalled audience members spat vile vitriol towards her as the bunny girl collected her jacket and hat to put them back on. On her way out the ring and up the ramp, she snatched up Akashi's sports bra while a swarm of officials rushed to the sumo's aid. Between this sweaty top and Taylor's blood soaked t-shirt, she was quickly amassing a small collection of mementos from Dojo members she had left bloodied and broken in the ring...

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