Elimination Chamber: Neske Alapo Vs. Gabbie Desjardin Vs. Etzlicoatl Vs. Serina Kashibara Vs. Akiha Kosha Vs. Belinda Northman

"The fuck does that even mean...?" Serina growled in response to Akiha, pulling upright and readying herself to fight again. However the sudden sound of an incoming shrieking projectile caused her to instantly tense up in fear, though to her great relief it was Akiha taking the hit this time.

"HA!" the dirty blonde let out an amused laugh, turning to the thrower of the luchadora, Gabbie, and giving her a snarky grin, "Nice shot!"

Forgetting Neske was anything more than a blunt instrument, faced with both the downed Etzlicoatl and Akiha before her, it was clear who was the greater target of her ire. Whatever Akiha's problem with her was, Serina was about to justify it. Grabbing the Japanese woman by the ankles, the dirty blonde rose her foot and stomped down on her foe's crotch, giving her the customary introduction. "Payback time, you cuntbag!"

Neske just looked on at the chaos from a relative distance, mostly in disbelief. The last multi-girl match she was in was pretty crazy, but this was absolute insane chaos. People were flying all over the place, being used as weapons, appearing and seemingly dissapearing without warning... the fact that she was able to sit out of any of it was next to a goddamn miracle. Most prevalent on her mind was the two closest to her, Serina and Akiha. Both of them had caused her a fuck ton of unnecessary pain, and both of them were going at it like animals. Honestly, Neske's first instinct was to break things up between them; while it wasn't her intention to save Serina by going after Akiha, she certainly had by accident, and given how everyone had it out for her, that felt kind of nice. But now the dirty blonde was giving her own dose of savagery, and it only seemed fair to pry her off Akiha and dial this whole mess down a notch.

Except, of course, for Akiha's threat. Her relationship was at stake if she got in the way, after all. Sure, prying the psychopath off of her crotch for a moment might not qualify as "getting in the way" but why take chances? If Akiha wanted to have their little feud, who was Neske to say no? But, then that left the question of what to do. She scanned the ring for the other girls that had entered. The last one was still in her pod, and Gabbie was upright and looking like she wanted to punch something until it snapped in half (which is to say, in her usual disposition). That just left Etzlicoatl, the crazy little Mexican who dropkicked Neske through a Plexiglas door for calling her a clown. Hm... yeah, that would do.

Trudging over to the downed luchador, Neske reached under her armpit and tugged her to her feet. "Get up," she demanded curtly, "either you and I can each take turns getting our asses handed to us by blondie over there, or you can get on your feet and we can take her on together. So come on, get up."

Etzlicoatl weighed her options.  Neske was an incompetent and a buffoon, and would almost certainly perish the moment she was sent onto the battlefield.  On the other hand, it would provide an excellent distraction and allow her to take advantage of Gabbie--

Wait, what was she thinking?  Those were both positives.

"Go, minion!  I will lead the charge from the flank!!!"

This was accompanied by a shove through the ropes and, surprisingly, an accompanying dash across the ring.  Apparently she wasn't just sending Neske in to get murdered (although it was entirely possible this was just a long con).  Instead, Etzli hit the ropes and bounced off to charge at Gabbie from the other side.

"Go for the clothesline, you imbecile!" she ordered, diving low to hit a leg sweep on the Canadian.  "Go for the clothesline!  YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE--"

Akiha body was still hurting from the attack she had just taken.  She couldn't really hear what everyone else was saying as she was to focus on herself and attempting to get back up.  Luckily her opponent quickly got off her, only to then realize that Serina had grabbed her ankles.  Before she could attempt to counter attack, her crotch would be kicked.  “AHHH!” screamed the raven hair wrestler as she then placed her hands to cover it in order to stop further assault upon it.  She would now curse all the interference that had happened to get her in this position, it seemed everyone in the match had turned on her when she had the advantage but when Serina got the advantage, no one did anything.

Glancing around, Serina could see the rest of the girls inside the ring, and even if Belinda were to get released soon, there'd be fair warning since both Akiha and her were down on the outside. Finally a bit of one-on-one time for her.

Letting go of the Japanese woman's legs, Serina bent over and grabbed her by the hair with both hands, viciously yanking her to her feet. Next, the dirty blonde would try to drag Akiha towards the cage walls, even further away from the ring, before tossing her headfirst at them. "Feel like answering yet, cunt? Well, either way I'ma keep beating the shit outta you!"

Neske wasn't sure where "take her on together" became "order me around like a slave," but the important thing was that Etzlicoatl was cooperating. Which, when put that way, was probably the most remarkable thing to happen in this entire match. Figuring it was worth a bit of degradation to act on a semi-solid plan, Neske did as she was told and charged at Gabbie head-on. The fear that Etzli had left her out to dry was hanging in her stomach, but if that were the case, maybe Gabbie would be more willing to help pound the shit out of a little traitorous someone.

To Neske's surprise, though, Etzlicoatl had actually followed through, coming at Gabbie from the side and going for the legs. Though, as willing as she was to cooperate, Neske felt she could do better than sticking her arm out sideways and hoping it actually hurt and didn't just leave her looking like an exposed idiot. Instead, she stuck her arm out but with the elbow bent, intent on jumping up and wrapping the inside her elbow against Gabbie's throat, so she could bring the blonde down with her properly. If that worked out, she'd try to keep her arm pressed against the other girl's neck, and see if she could keep her down long enough for a pin!

Once Gabbie heaved Etzlicoatl, she took a step back and looked over the pile of young girls. She glanced back at Belinda's cage and took a moment to catch her breath and assess. It would be bad if Belinda was released and bad if she waded into the pile without a plan. She needed to stay on her feet and find someone to pick off.

As Neske pulled Etzlicoatl away, she thought maybe those two might take each other out. Gabbie was certainly fine with that and peered at Serina and Akiha. Serina was starting to recover and looking to go for her favorite target. Gabie took a few steps forward. Serina was definitely someone who needed to be taken out and hopefully Gabbie could do it before Akiha's bits were demolished.

As she lifted up her hand to call out, maybe to distract the dirty blonde, Her ear twitched from the shrieking Mexican. When she turned, both her and Neske were charging at her and Gabbie froze. One girl she could deal with, but she wasn't sure where to duck or dodge with the two of them.

Neske's arm slammed into Gabbie's throat and Etzlicoatl was able to kick the kickbxer's legs out from under her.

"Haaaaackk!"

Gabbie hit the canvas hard with Neske pinning her down. She couldn't even breath, let alone defend herself and the referee slid into position as Gabbie's shoulders were flat against the mats.

"ONE!"

Akiha was still holding her womanhood as she was still in pain. With everyone else busy her only hope now was that Belinda would get released or that an opening would present itself for her. Though even if she did turn it around, would someone just suddenly come in and interfere again?

Her train of thought was then cut as she was grabbed by the hair and forced up to her feet. The pull was a brutal one and felt like her hair was about to be pulled out of her head. She was then dragged towards the cage walls before being thrown headfirst. Still having energy and her senses with her, the Japanese wrestler would place her hands first to take most of the impact. It still hurt but it could have been a lot worse. She could now hear her opponent yelling at her and throwing petty insults at her but she would remain silent and attempt to gather her thoughts and breath, attempting to get back into the match while having a cool head.

Etzlicoatl was a lot like a pinball, in that once she got going she tended to keep going.

As both of her opponents passed over her head, the luchadora scrambled upright and kept charging forward, bouncing off the ropes a second time.  By the time she'd ricocheted back to them, Neske had managed to get Gabbie's upper body pinned.  It wasn't going to be nearly enough; the Canadian kickboxer was still fresh, and even their impromptu Total Elimination (Toad Elimination, for the Joey Styles fans out there) wouldn't keep her down for a three with such a shambolic cover!

Etzli flipped forward as she rocketed back towards the two, grabbing both of Gabbie's ankles on her way, and landed in a picture perfect bridge over Neske, adding a jackknife to their combined pin attempt.

"TWO!"

Gabbie couldn't believe that she was on the precipice of elimination at the hands of an incompetent masochist and egomaniacal blabber mouth. If she had time to suppose, she might think that the two of them together could possibly manage to make one actual fighter.

The Canadian didn't have time for that, however, as the two count came down. With Etzlicoatl's whole body folding her powerful legs over her body and Neske's body completely pressing down one arm, Gabbie's panicked wriggling almost made her forget that one arm was not totally secured.

Gabbie sharply raised her free hand in the air, rigidly throwing it skyward and holding it up so the referee and the audience can see, making sure her shoulder didn't go back down before she curled it around Etzlicoatl's body and rested it against the young Mexican.

Gabbie turned her head, seeing Neske, whose face was close to hers by virtue of their positioning. Her cheeks were red from the closeness as well as the embarrassment of the situation and she stared into Neske's eyes.

"Get. Off." She growled, a warning for both girls.