Mimi Yoshihara Vs. Spider Kikuchi

Mimi Yoshihara couldn't stand Spider Kikuchi so far. The heinous woman was the kind that Mimi Yoshihara just couldn't deal with on a personal level, as a professional wrestler, sure, but every other aspect of Spider Kikuchi she found detestable. Yet, much the same she couldn't deny the skills of her opponent.

She was careful, prepared and ready now as she rose up and glared at Spider Kikuchi. She saw her rear that leg back and then come in with that super-kick aimed at the green clad fighter's face. Yet, Mimi was quick to duck low underneath that kick, trying to slip in around the white haired woman.

Arms would seek to wrap around Kikuchi's waist and try to lift her up, before trying to toss her backwards in an arching German Suplex, aiming to go for a bridiging pin attempt should she be able to hit the buxom woman with the suplex.

It could hardly be said that Spider was a fan of Mimi, either. Besides being a Wrestle Angel, a point against her off the gate, she was the sort of smiling, simpering little idiot that the fans loved far more than they should’ve. Sure, she had some skill, and she was tougher than she looked - she pretty much had to be, since she looked about as tough as your average marshmallow.

It didn’t matter. Spider would put her down, all the same.

As soon as she was done recovering from this German Suplex.

It had come right out of nowhere. Spider had been moving in for the kick, one that she was sure would hit, when Mimi got lucky and managed to dodge it. The next thing she knew, she was being thrown backwards, slammed into the mat, and-

”1…!”

Yes, that.

Spider kicked out just as the referee’s hand was about to hit a second time, ending the pinfall, but it didn’t make the pain in her upper back go away. She was flopped off to her chest and wallowed with it for a moment, hitting as the impact ran its course through her bones.

Mimi Yoshihara's German Suplex looked to have done a fair job, as she had Spider Kikuchi down for the count at least so she thought, the first count went without a hitch as Spider Kickuchi barley moved, but then...as form out nowhere the white haired beauty kicked out with a rather impressive amount of force.

The Magic grappler dropped onto her back and panted, she shook her head but was quick to roll over and push up to her feet, a bit of sweat dripping off of her chin and she rose up towards her feet, eyes narrowing as she would look on the hurting woman.

She figured that this was her chance, to keep the momentum going.

Mimi went after Kikuchi, trying to take a hold of the woman's head and attempted to force her up to her feet, where she'd try and force the woman's head in under her right armpit. Keeping a hold of the nasty heels closest arm, she'd try and twist at a sudden burst of speed and aimed to snap Spider Kikuchi down onto the mat with a Snap Swinging Neckbreaker. Trying to keep the woman dazed and hurting, especially now that she'd probably hurt that neck after the German Suplex.

”Ugh. Fuck.”

Spider was sort of hating life at the moment. It wasn’t just that she was being whipped around by an inferior wrestler. That happened far more often than it should, but it was hardly nothing that she couldn’t recover from once the wind swept in her favor. But that it was happening at the hands of such a saccharine, sweet little paragon of perfection...yes. That was unacceptable.

But it was going to keep happening until she changed things around. Fortunately, she thought she could see an opening coming, and it was one she had every intention on capitalizing.

Mimi lifted her up by the head, capturing her with a facelock, no doubt going for some kind of swinging move. It would’ve been a damaging one, too, if Spider hadn’t reached out and wrapped her arms around Mimi’s waist, anchoring them together, holding her close. Her next move after that was to push hard with her legs, trying to drive Mimi back and rammed her spine against the nearest turnbuckle.

Mimi Yoshihara was just about to lift the white haired Spider up off of her feet and throw her with that suplex attempt, but as she tried to those so those arms that were wrapped around her waist squeezed tighter and prevented the young brunette from being able to throw Spider Kikuchi with that suplex attempt. 

Instead, she was forced to feel the slight power advantage that the vile woman had, as Spider Kikuchi decided to take the green clad woman for a ride, pushing into her and forcing the Magic Grappler to backpedal rather quickly. 

All the way back until her back hit the turnbuckle as she was rammed right up against the corner by Spider Kikuchi, the Spider's shoulder having dug into her abs and left her breathless and coughing over her frame as she tried to gather herself.

This was inelegant, crude, basic and more than a little desperate - in other words, it was exactly not the way that Spider preferred to do things. This match had gone off the rails at some point, and now she was stuck desperately trying to get it back on the right track.

It would seem like she was on a good course to doing that, though. She had Mimi in the corner, had a variety of options available to her, but the only thing she was really interested in was getting her opponent in a submission. And for that, some maneuvering was required.

Spider reached up and snagged Mimi by her hair, getting a good grip and filling her hands with it. The referee protested, naturally, but that didn’t stop Spider from taking a big step back, yanking Mimi out of the corner, and sending her ass-over-teakettle with a hairmare, one that would have her coming down on her butt near the center of the ring.

Mimi Yoshihara gasped a bit as she had been flattened against the corner, she grunted out and would try and right herself up but from the looks of it she wouldn't be allowed the time to do so. She was cursing herself for having let Spider Kikuchi fight her way back, the rude heel having gained the advantage and the momentum of the match yet again....

That was not a good thing for Mimi, but she didn't exactly have a way to fight against it for now. As those arms of Spider Kickuchi latched around her head and hair, grabbing tightly onto her brown short locks, and then with a powerful yank threw the Magic Grappler head over heels down onto her back!

Landing right on her butt, the reverberations sending a wave of pain up along her spine as the short haired brunette let out a low grunting moan of pain.

It was more than a little cliche, but Spider couldn’t help but let out a triumphant yell as she sent Mimi flipping onto her back, creating the perfect opening. Mimi was on her back, she was stunned, she was wide open to a variety of moves. What more could Spider ask for?

A submission, she supposed. She would be getting that, shortly, she was sure, she only had to work a little more at it.

Before Mimi could get back up, Spider made her way to her feet and broke off in a run. Not towards Mimi herself, but towards the side of the ring - she needed to build up some momentum, and the ropes would be absolutely perfect for it.

She bounced off, came dashing back, then leaped up with her legs tucked in to come down on Mimi’s chest with a high-altitude knee drop.

Mimi would wince a little from the pain in her rear and up her spine after that hairmare of the cocky white haired fighter. She would wince and bit down on her lower lip as she was in for a world of hurt from the looks of it.

Bringing her arms down to her lower back as she placed her hands on her lower back and tried to rub out the pain. Though Spider Kikuchi was swift in taking this advantage she had just created.

As she ran off towards the opposite ropes and bounced off of them right before she came running at the green clad woman and jumped up, those knees coming right into Mimi's chest for that high altitude knee drop that sent the brunette straight down onto her back with a thud and a yelp of pain from the Magic Grappler.

Up Spider came. Down Spider went.

It was true that these sorts of moves were in Spider’s usual wheelhouse, not at all in keeping with the slower, methodical mindset that she so often championed, but there was a process to her thinking. When she came down on Mimi’s chest, she didn’t roll off like many wrestlers would do. Instead, she kept her place, keeping her opponent pinned underneath, ready to enact the next part of plan.

She turned about, just enough to open her legs and wrap them around Mimi’s head and one of her shoulders, clenching them tight between them. From there, it was a simple matter to roll over to her back while she pulled the arm between her thighs, attempting to stretch Mimi out in a punishing triangle choke - a simple but effective move, one that would surely have her foe getting knocked out or submitting in short order. At this point, she didn't care which.