Shade On Vigilante - Rook V Touko!

Hardcore Match:
Winner decided via submission, pinfall or knockout.

Another day another match, a career in the AFW is just as hectic as Rook thought it was going to be. Having a bit of quiet time before the match began the vigilante stood just behind stage, adjusting her boots to make sure they provided optimal comfort before moving onto the rest of her attire, a couple of tugs and pulls as they were required to make sure nothing slipped out of place without her wanting it to do so. Tonight she had a good grasp of the woman she would be going up against, a heel by the name of Touko, a real violent one. Good. She hadn't yet had the opportunity to really beat on somebody who deserved every bit of it, and from what Rook had managed to find out, Touko definitely deserved it. To make things even better the two had been set to battle it out in a hardcore match, a particular favourite of Rook's. Giving somebody the punishment which they deserve is much easier if the rules of the match aren't holding you back. This wouldn't be easy though, Rook had seen exactly what Touko was capable of and she was fully aware that she would have to watch her back carefully if she didn't want to get beaten to a pulp. Everything considered, this match would definitely be and interesting one, no doubt about that.  

Rook:

With her ears catching the first few notes to her introduction Rook snapped herself out of her deep thinking and prepared to head down towards the ring. With one last deep breath she pulled down her intimidating mask and stepped out from behind the curtains, receiving quite the positive reaction as a decent amount of the audience erupted in cheers. Rook never really went out of her way to appeal to the audience and get them to like her, yet she certainly wasn't adverse to the idea of having viewers like her and did indeed appreciate it, even if she didn't really act like it. With the precious candle of time burning down without halting Rook paced down towards the ring with a real purpose in her step, not paying much attention to the bustling crowd and bright lights which surrounded her as she was completely fixated upon the ring, the thoughts of the possibilities of what were to come carelessly rushing through her mind without mercy.  

Once she reached ringside Rook jumped up, vaulting over the top set of ropes and just standing there for a moment, analysing her vast surroundings. Not content on forcing her opponent to wait, Rook gave the referee a respectable nob and walked over to the appropriate corner, leaning up against it upon arrival to wait for Touko to come down. In truth if the heel knew what was good for her, she wouldn't bother.

Touko was satisfied, The AFW seemed to just keep sending these no holds barred matches her way. She always liked being able to rip through her opponents with as much brutality as she was legally allowed and hardcore matches were perfect to satiate her nearly inhuman sadistic lust. Touko made her appearance wearing her newly re-constructed costume, ready for another sadistic bout in the AFW ring.


Touko's theme boomed over the soundsystem as her rowdy and perverse fanbase began chanting her name with the rhythmic glee of a mad cult. Touko licked her lips as she made her way down the ramp towards the ring. She entered the ring as quickly and effeciently as possible. If everything was going to plan her vibrator was underneath the ring waiting for her. Touko began to feel her own breasts and the cold sensation of metal between them confirmed the presence of her prized brass knuckles. Touko would approach the referee. A new girl, cute one too. Touko blew her a kiss and wondered if this ref knew of her reputation. Turning her attention to Rook, Touko would stare at her for a moment and examine her costume.

"So, what's your deal? Zombie? Skeleton? Or are you just a weirdo? Doesn't matter, you'll be bleeding and naked before you know it." Touko said before letting out her notorious cackle much to the joy of her bloodthirsty fans!

From her movements alone Rook could already tell that this bitch was hiding a weapon on her somewhere. Ask for what the weapon was and where it was? She had a rough idea, but nothing concrete. Much to her surprise it seemed like Touko actually had a pretty dedicated following. Initially the idea was quite odd, yet after a bit more thinking it made sense, this sadistic piece of work liked to injure and fuck, so overall she always gave the majority of the crowd exactly what they wanted.

With her currently masked attention being grasped by Touko's threatening words Rook just stood back and listened, sighing once her opponent had done laughing like a madwoman. "I'm just a weirdo." Was Rook's only growled response, the taunting tone and aggravating words not doing much to phase her. It would probably be a challenge, but damn would it be satisfying to knock this sadistic bitch on her ass and make her stay there.

"But this weirdo could do with you coming closer, so you can make good on that pathetic threat, of course." Rook grumbled as she lent down and raised her fists, seeing if she could bait Touko into coming to her rather than the more dangerous alternative. Seeing that things were about to kick off big time, the referee's eyes widened as she quickly called for the bell to officially start the match, the small girl rapidly moving out of the way before either of the wrestlers had a chance to hit her, be it due to an accident or because one of them simply felt like it.

Touko aleady didn't like this chick one bit. But to be fair there was very few people Ms. Murasaki even remotely cared for. To her people were no more than toys, something to play with when you're bored or to break when you are angry.

This chick however was already annoying her, The dark edgy type. Brooding anti-hero... stick up their ass so far they might as well be impaled whatever, Touko was gonna fuck this bitch regardless.

Touko wasn't going to give rook a response, she had nothing to work with yet in terms of trash talk, nothing apparent except for her huge ass, but that didn't warrant an insult. Touko'd figure it out. Readying herself to cheat already as the bell sounded Touko grabbed the poor ref girl by the collar, tearing her shirt a little in the process. Once the refgirl was in her grasp she would run forward and slam the smaller girl directly into rook!

Unsurprisingly, the very first thing which Touko did when the bell was sounded was cheap and tactless. Despite the referee girls best efforts she was almost immediately nabbed by the beyond nasty heel, the woman using her as an improvised battering ram to throw Rook off guard.

Unfortunately this technique couldn't have worked any better as Rook intentionally went out of her way to make sure that she caught the small girl carefully, spinning around to quickly place her within the safe confines of the corner.

"Stay there and don't get in the way you idiot!" Rook growled at the already frightened ref with fake anger, much more concerned for the girl than she was angry with her but needing to keep up her tough and friendless facade. With that the vigilante turned around to finally start beating on Touko, the problem was that she had spent far too much time paying attention to the referee instead of her opponent, something which only spells disaster from the outset.

Touko was beyond livid that her plan didn't quite come to fruition as she had anticipated. Touko scowled that both Rook and the ref got out of that unscathed, but however Touko had other plans up her sleeve. Touko would sprint forward as Rook's back was turned allowing her to prepare a snap mare the second Rook turned around, slamming her opponent hard on her ass! If Touko successfully executed the snap mare Touko would quickly lock Rook into a chicken wing facelock!

Without warning Rook immediately found herself thrown into a snap mare the second that she turned around, the canvas echoing with a loud crash as her behind smashed into it with quite the uncomfortable amount of force. With the monetary dizziness and discomfort keeping her occupied Touko had no issues placing Rook into the painful chicken wing face-lock, from the very start things weren't looking at all good for the vigilante. "Hraahh!!" The girl growled in frustration as she did her best to see if she could struggle free, grabbing at Touko's arms to see if she could disposition them while continuously thrashing to try and get her off.

Touko wouldn't be able to contain rook for much longer so instead of trying to wear her down Touko decided to do as much damage in as short a time as she could. Wrenching Rook's arm as hard as she could Touko would use the opportunity to reach Rook's ear and take a long hard bite. As her teeth sunk into the vigilante's ear she would lose her grip on Rook and would drop Rook to the mat. Touko initially thought that the she would back off and try to take her down strategically but the sadism was getting the best of her. Touko would reveal her knuckle dusters and slide them onto her hand before charging and Rook with bloodlust in her eyes!

"Hm!?" Rook gasped between closed lips as her arm was unexpectedly pulled back even further, not having much of an idea about what Touko was trying to accomplish until the woman seemingly tried to bite a chunk out of her ear! The agonising action causing the vigilante to screech in displeasure as such a sensitive area was maliciously chomped on, her now hurting struggles increasing significantly and finally allowing her to break free. "Fucking bitch." Rook growled to herself through grit teeth as she tried to nurse her still stinging ear, pulling herself up onto one knee in enough time to spot Touko preparing for a truly dangerous strike. With her face twisting in anger Rook launched herself forwards alike she had a springboard underneath her, wanting to spear Touko in hope that it would prevent her from using her pre-prepared weaponry.

Touko's face changed from one of Sadistic mania to one of pain and disappointment, her desire to draw blood from her opponent this early in the match was not fulfilled as Rook launched herself at incredible speeds to spear Touko directly into the gut. Touko fell to the mat coughing as her brass knuckles hit the cavas at the same time she did.

"Disrespectful..." Touko coughed