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Hey there! Just got my first profile approved, and I'm ready to get started at AFW. Hit me up on Discord or DMs if you want to discuss things!
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Hai saya Nurin and I wish to have my first match here you can pick any of my girls (if you pick one of the hellhounds it will either be handicap or tag) for a match
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Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
It would not have been that much of a mistake if someone said that Jessica's legs were hewn from iron, bespoke for the retrograde violence which knew no excess in its depravity nor limits in its latent rage. Her legs were engorged with blood, fueling her wanton lust for injury and sex. Having secured her opponent, her eyes wandered the upper reached of the bedroom until she found a camera. The Violent Violet winked, and then flipped the camera off. The wink was for the management, who were going to get her in the matches she needed to for taking the belt. And the rude gesture was for the fans who would surely be booing her and taunting her had she been in the arena.
But she wasn't in the arena. She was right here, with a pretty little opponent between her massive thighs, and that is precisely where she wanted to be. Zoey had managed to turn her head, which was admirable. But Jessica was going to punish her for the transgression of defying her. The Violent Violet began squeezing more tightly, trying to get all of the pain she could get out of this torturous hold. How dare this woman turn away from her sex. Jessica had the right to humiliate this woman according to her own demented version of the world.
So she moved to denigrate her even more. Jessica grabbed her, and tried to flip her over. It would require a lot of core strength, but there were few things that Jessica had in more abundance than core strength. She attempted to all but roll the woman onto the other side of the bed. She had always been a large fan of showing other people that she could do whatever she wanted to do with them physically, and she was not shy about doing that now.
Plus, there was the added benefit of showing off Zoey's sweet little chest to the entire world. If she were successful, they would go from one side of the bed to the other. It would be more to humiliate her opponent, but if she got Zoey's body to flop down hard on the other side of the bed, well, that would not be so bad in her reckoning.
But she wasn't in the arena. She was right here, with a pretty little opponent between her massive thighs, and that is precisely where she wanted to be. Zoey had managed to turn her head, which was admirable. But Jessica was going to punish her for the transgression of defying her. The Violent Violet began squeezing more tightly, trying to get all of the pain she could get out of this torturous hold. How dare this woman turn away from her sex. Jessica had the right to humiliate this woman according to her own demented version of the world.
So she moved to denigrate her even more. Jessica grabbed her, and tried to flip her over. It would require a lot of core strength, but there were few things that Jessica had in more abundance than core strength. She attempted to all but roll the woman onto the other side of the bed. She had always been a large fan of showing other people that she could do whatever she wanted to do with them physically, and she was not shy about doing that now.
Plus, there was the added benefit of showing off Zoey's sweet little chest to the entire world. If she were successful, they would go from one side of the bed to the other. It would be more to humiliate her opponent, but if she got Zoey's body to flop down hard on the other side of the bed, well, that would not be so bad in her reckoning.
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Knowing this moment was being digitally immortalized was probably the worst part for Zoey. She’d dealt with pain before. Oh, it sucked. It royally sucked how impossibly strong the crushers that were Ms. Wright’s legs could be. But she’d also been through this wringer before. Been caught in worse headscissors than this, even, thanks to a certain three-hundred-pound, pink-haired Russian she would prefer to never see again for the rest of her life. It was all fine, though. She’d get patched up, learn from those mistakes in time, wouldn’t get caught in it again.
But knowing that this beatdown was being broadcast to millions of people around the world all at once, getting put in the vaults for future generations to see, just made the sting all the worse. Jessica certainly seemed to realize that, humping Zoey’s face like her own personal play toy and jostling her hair all safe on her perch. It all pissed her off to almost the same degree as those thighs were hurting her - maiming her. And there wasn’t a single goddamn thing she could do about it. Not with this titan hunched on her.
As if to cement that fact into her head, Jessica went ahead and took the Korean-American for a ride between those legs. She rolled about on the bed, dragging her along and whipping her about like a fish caught within a bear’s jaws. Her back slapped against the mattress, rocking the bed some more as she was brought back into the same position on the opposite side of the bed, now with a major headache and a neck that was going to be giving her hell in the morning.
And then the pressure came back. God fucking damn, she really was an animal. Zoey’s face cringed and twisted as her hands flapped about, first to Jessica’s thighs, then all around the bed, then just anywhere, trying to find something to get her out of this death lock. Her fingertips graced something. It was hard. It was loose. It might just work.
Zoey’s left eye traveled over to the side and was just able to make out a lamp sitting on the end table. Something she desperately needed, considering how quickly her lights were going out. Shooting her left arm out, she would attempt to grab the appliance by the stem and swing it over with all of her might, attempting to crash it upside the Violent Violet’s temple.
But knowing that this beatdown was being broadcast to millions of people around the world all at once, getting put in the vaults for future generations to see, just made the sting all the worse. Jessica certainly seemed to realize that, humping Zoey’s face like her own personal play toy and jostling her hair all safe on her perch. It all pissed her off to almost the same degree as those thighs were hurting her - maiming her. And there wasn’t a single goddamn thing she could do about it. Not with this titan hunched on her.
As if to cement that fact into her head, Jessica went ahead and took the Korean-American for a ride between those legs. She rolled about on the bed, dragging her along and whipping her about like a fish caught within a bear’s jaws. Her back slapped against the mattress, rocking the bed some more as she was brought back into the same position on the opposite side of the bed, now with a major headache and a neck that was going to be giving her hell in the morning.
And then the pressure came back. God fucking damn, she really was an animal. Zoey’s face cringed and twisted as her hands flapped about, first to Jessica’s thighs, then all around the bed, then just anywhere, trying to find something to get her out of this death lock. Her fingertips graced something. It was hard. It was loose. It might just work.
Zoey’s left eye traveled over to the side and was just able to make out a lamp sitting on the end table. Something she desperately needed, considering how quickly her lights were going out. Shooting her left arm out, she would attempt to grab the appliance by the stem and swing it over with all of her might, attempting to crash it upside the Violent Violet’s temple.
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Jessica had maintained quite a few impressions of wrestling since she had been very young. It was a competition, whose only purpose was to prove who the better woman was. It was a career, which could be quite lucrative if you played your cards right. It was a chance at the spotlight, where your name could be in lights for the entire world to see. Her father had told her all of those things, and Jessica believed that. But in her time as a wrestler, she knew that it could be something more: it could be fun. The Violent Violet truly enjoyed toying with opponent as if she were a cat and poor Zoey was but a mouse. She had moved her Korean opponent all the way over to the other side of the bed, and Zoey's volition mattered precious little now.
She saw that Zoey's hands were moving, but she didn't really pay that much mind to it. After all, Jessica had her. She would keep squeezing with her pythons until Zoey departed on the train to la la land. Then she could spit on her, take Zoey's bottom as a trophy, and go home to relax a little bit. The Violent Violet applied that extra bit of pressure just to cinch the inevitability of her victory when disaster struck.
Something hit her head. Something hard. Jessica cried out as she let her strong legs unclamp. The bulb of the lamp sent sprinkles of glass everywhere, and Jessica now had a throbbing head to deal with. She rolled over so she was face down on the bed for a second, her legs very much off of her opponent and her mind only concerned with dulling the savage pain that took over her temple.
Her fighting instincts came back to her. The Violent Violet rolled back over so that she was facing up now, and looked over at her opponent. She brought her hands up to defend herself. It was going to take Zoey a second to recover from that squeeze, she reckoned. It was going to take her a second, too, due to the pain of having been smashed with a lamp. For the second time this match.
She saw that Zoey's hands were moving, but she didn't really pay that much mind to it. After all, Jessica had her. She would keep squeezing with her pythons until Zoey departed on the train to la la land. Then she could spit on her, take Zoey's bottom as a trophy, and go home to relax a little bit. The Violent Violet applied that extra bit of pressure just to cinch the inevitability of her victory when disaster struck.
Something hit her head. Something hard. Jessica cried out as she let her strong legs unclamp. The bulb of the lamp sent sprinkles of glass everywhere, and Jessica now had a throbbing head to deal with. She rolled over so she was face down on the bed for a second, her legs very much off of her opponent and her mind only concerned with dulling the savage pain that took over her temple.
Her fighting instincts came back to her. The Violent Violet rolled back over so that she was facing up now, and looked over at her opponent. She brought her hands up to defend herself. It was going to take Zoey a second to recover from that squeeze, she reckoned. It was going to take her a second, too, due to the pain of having been smashed with a lamp. For the second time this match.
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Break free. Just break free. Just do it somehow god damn it.
The lamp on the table beside her may as well have been the Holy Grail for all the life and energy Zoey was dedicating to getting it within her grasp. She kicked and thrashed about, messing up the covers and rocking the entire bed in her struggle. It may have seemed like much, but whoever thought that could fuck off. The people watching at home seriously weren't grasping just how powerful Jessica's legs were. Viewing them through a 4K monitor just didn't do them justice.
So she struggled. She struggled and struggled until finally, she was able to grab hold and swing the damn thing right upside the Violent Violet’s head. The instant she felt the pressure fade away, Zoey shot an arm up and pushed at Jessica’s side as she fell away, determined to make as much distance between the two as possible. Gasping and reeling, Zoey tumbled off the side of the bed to her knees, the lamp still in her hand as she clung to it like a protective charm. She brought a hand to her chest, slowly rising and looking back at Jessica as she did her best to shake off the impact. Hurt. Weak. Exposed. As low on energy as she may have been, the TKD chick couldn’t just let this slip by.
She stood back up, just about to pounce when Jessica got into a defensive position, a cobra waiting for its enemy to strike. For a half-second, just a slight bit of a breath, Zoey hesitated in her movement, looking into that deep purple and seeing nothing but ire and pain waiting for her. Zoey would fully admit that she would be the last person on Earth to be accused of staying level-headed in a fight, but even she had to realize the trap waiting for her. The headstrong approach was going to get her killed. What to do, then? What to do?
Her eyes show wide and her hand trailed to the underside of the covers at her knees, draping over the side of the bed. With a yank, Zoey threw the bed covers up in the air and over the violet bruiser, haphazardly attempting to limit her movement before the Korean-American descended on her. She leaped onto the bed, lamp raised high in the air, and swung it down over and over again on her hopefully tightly bundled opponent, not giving a damn where she hit. Just that it hit.
“Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck-”
The lamp on the table beside her may as well have been the Holy Grail for all the life and energy Zoey was dedicating to getting it within her grasp. She kicked and thrashed about, messing up the covers and rocking the entire bed in her struggle. It may have seemed like much, but whoever thought that could fuck off. The people watching at home seriously weren't grasping just how powerful Jessica's legs were. Viewing them through a 4K monitor just didn't do them justice.
So she struggled. She struggled and struggled until finally, she was able to grab hold and swing the damn thing right upside the Violent Violet’s head. The instant she felt the pressure fade away, Zoey shot an arm up and pushed at Jessica’s side as she fell away, determined to make as much distance between the two as possible. Gasping and reeling, Zoey tumbled off the side of the bed to her knees, the lamp still in her hand as she clung to it like a protective charm. She brought a hand to her chest, slowly rising and looking back at Jessica as she did her best to shake off the impact. Hurt. Weak. Exposed. As low on energy as she may have been, the TKD chick couldn’t just let this slip by.
She stood back up, just about to pounce when Jessica got into a defensive position, a cobra waiting for its enemy to strike. For a half-second, just a slight bit of a breath, Zoey hesitated in her movement, looking into that deep purple and seeing nothing but ire and pain waiting for her. Zoey would fully admit that she would be the last person on Earth to be accused of staying level-headed in a fight, but even she had to realize the trap waiting for her. The headstrong approach was going to get her killed. What to do, then? What to do?
Her eyes show wide and her hand trailed to the underside of the covers at her knees, draping over the side of the bed. With a yank, Zoey threw the bed covers up in the air and over the violet bruiser, haphazardly attempting to limit her movement before the Korean-American descended on her. She leaped onto the bed, lamp raised high in the air, and swung it down over and over again on her hopefully tightly bundled opponent, not giving a damn where she hit. Just that it hit.
“Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck-”
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Jessica watched. Jessica waited. It wasn't the best position to be in and she knew that, but all things considered she did not think that she was doing badly at all. After all, there was probably only so much that the Korean girl could do considering the wringer that Jessica had just sent her through. The Violent Violet fully expected some weak little punch that Jessica could catch, and then use as a fulcrum above which she could launch some devastating counter. There was even some hesitation in her opponent's actions. Jessica could not help but smile as she realized how good that the situation was for her.
And then, in a second, everything changed. A blanket was thrown over her, and Jessica's body was cast in darkness. "The fuck?!?" Jessica protested. The Violent Violet thrashed, not really knowing what to do. She could not see her opponent, and the darkness enveloping her portended nothing but harm for her, and the intense brace that she had maintained merely moments ago had now become a panicked, wild state. The first cracks in her facade of pure confidence were beginning to crack.
And then the pain came. In the tenebrous cave she was in, her senses were limited. The sense of touch that she had remained impeccable, however, and Jessica felt the blows raining into her body. She grunted as attack after attack came in, and tried to react as best she could. Unfortunately, that just mean taking it. Jessica had not sustained a lot of damage in this fight, but she knew that enough of this was going to take the fight out of her in a hurry.
The Violent Violet resolved to break out. She knew the general direction that the blows were coming from, and that was going to have to suffice for the time being. Jessica sprang in that direction, hoping to use her immense strength and impressive size to pin the woman to the mat, without even seeing her. She was going to be leaping from a prone position, but when she got going she could really get going...
And then, in a second, everything changed. A blanket was thrown over her, and Jessica's body was cast in darkness. "The fuck?!?" Jessica protested. The Violent Violet thrashed, not really knowing what to do. She could not see her opponent, and the darkness enveloping her portended nothing but harm for her, and the intense brace that she had maintained merely moments ago had now become a panicked, wild state. The first cracks in her facade of pure confidence were beginning to crack.
And then the pain came. In the tenebrous cave she was in, her senses were limited. The sense of touch that she had remained impeccable, however, and Jessica felt the blows raining into her body. She grunted as attack after attack came in, and tried to react as best she could. Unfortunately, that just mean taking it. Jessica had not sustained a lot of damage in this fight, but she knew that enough of this was going to take the fight out of her in a hurry.
The Violent Violet resolved to break out. She knew the general direction that the blows were coming from, and that was going to have to suffice for the time being. Jessica sprang in that direction, hoping to use her immense strength and impressive size to pin the woman to the mat, without even seeing her. She was going to be leaping from a prone position, but when she got going she could really get going...
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Zoey didn’t figure herself much of a master strategist when it came to fighting. She was a creature of instinct, did her best thinking on her feet and playing things by ear. In her experience, sitting back and trying to plot out some grand plan of attack didn’t earn you anything but a one-way ticket to the land of knuckle sandwiches and bad life decisions. She knew to just keep her fists up, her legs quick, and her eyes on the prize. Anyone went down when you hit them hard enough, after all.
That was unless you came across Jessica Wright. No matter what Zoey seemed to throw at her, the Violent Violet not only took it head-on, but came back twice as strong. The TKD chick was receiving diminishing returns the whole way and, while she’d managed a counter, she had to take the fight to this monster at some point or another, and now seemed as good a time as any.
Her distraction worked surprisingly well. Zoey ended up with the best possible result. Well...almost. She would have given anything to see the reaction of Jessica’s face after things went dark, if that priceless yelp of hers was anything to go by. She’d have to be satisfied with smashing her face in. Zoey brought the lamp down, again and again, striking with reckless abandon again and again. She smacked the blanket between her legs for all it was worth, determined to stop the squirming all at once, to bring this titan down however she could. Even if she couldn’t see it, she knew some of the hits were good. Flesh smacking, bones crying out, the occasional pained grunt that the brawler let out. Yeah, she liked this spot. It was a nice turnabout. She could have done it all day.
Of course it couldn't last forever.
“-you fuck you fuck you fuck-FUCK!” Jessica leaped forward from underneath the covers, overcoming her like the spirits of the damned. For one woman, she bucked like a mammoth, forcing Zoey off from her mounted position and flying flat onto her back at the foot of the bed. Jessica’s covered hands were close behind, keeping the Korean-American pinned beneath the as the blanket haphazardly covered the upper half of her body.
The roles were suddenly reversed. Zoey was the one who found herself cascaded in darkness, held down by an inexorable, unrelenting force from above. But she wasn’t one to go quietly into the good night. She kicked and punched, thrashed about beneath Jessica in a desperate bid to get free. She wasn’t budging, wasn’t making any progress any time soon, but she kept fighting all the same. “Get off of me! Get the fuck off of me!”
That was unless you came across Jessica Wright. No matter what Zoey seemed to throw at her, the Violent Violet not only took it head-on, but came back twice as strong. The TKD chick was receiving diminishing returns the whole way and, while she’d managed a counter, she had to take the fight to this monster at some point or another, and now seemed as good a time as any.
Her distraction worked surprisingly well. Zoey ended up with the best possible result. Well...almost. She would have given anything to see the reaction of Jessica’s face after things went dark, if that priceless yelp of hers was anything to go by. She’d have to be satisfied with smashing her face in. Zoey brought the lamp down, again and again, striking with reckless abandon again and again. She smacked the blanket between her legs for all it was worth, determined to stop the squirming all at once, to bring this titan down however she could. Even if she couldn’t see it, she knew some of the hits were good. Flesh smacking, bones crying out, the occasional pained grunt that the brawler let out. Yeah, she liked this spot. It was a nice turnabout. She could have done it all day.
Of course it couldn't last forever.
“-you fuck you fuck you fuck-FUCK!” Jessica leaped forward from underneath the covers, overcoming her like the spirits of the damned. For one woman, she bucked like a mammoth, forcing Zoey off from her mounted position and flying flat onto her back at the foot of the bed. Jessica’s covered hands were close behind, keeping the Korean-American pinned beneath the as the blanket haphazardly covered the upper half of her body.
The roles were suddenly reversed. Zoey was the one who found herself cascaded in darkness, held down by an inexorable, unrelenting force from above. But she wasn’t one to go quietly into the good night. She kicked and punched, thrashed about beneath Jessica in a desperate bid to get free. She wasn’t budging, wasn’t making any progress any time soon, but she kept fighting all the same. “Get off of me! Get the fuck off of me!”
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Jessica saw the light once more, and breathed the air again. It felt good. Pure. Like she was alive, after that nightmare that she had just subjected herself to. And not only was she a free woman once more, but she had the upper hand now, the blanket now shrouding her opponent. The tables had turned, and Jessica was about to set up a pain platter on it. With a malicious grin, Jessica maneuvered herself into a slightly better position to try and rain down hell and fury onto her already battered opponent.
Sure enough, elbow after elbow came down as the Violent Violet made her displeasure known. Unlike Zoey, who seemed more than happy to deliver insults with her attacks, Jessica was all business. She could not resist smiling of course, as she went about her bloody business, but her pursed lips did not open to deliver some stinging word. Rather, she was going to let her elbows do the talking, methodical and merciless as they were. The blanket robbed her of her capacity to really aim that much, but Jessica had always found that she could make that up with sheer force.
It worked out pretty ok, for a while. Unfortunately, this was not a one sided beatdown like she would have otherwise wanted. Zoey started fighting back. While the attacks were wild, and mostly ineffective, but it did dissuade Jessica from pushing even further. It was hard to keep her own attacks coming in while Zoey was bucking and swinging and jumping around. It dawned on her that this was not going to work.
Which was fine with her. Jessica slid off of Zoey, and then jumped off of the bed. It was not the biggest bedroom that she had ever been in, and she looked to make sure that she would have enough room to maneuver should she need it. After all, this woman had proved herself to be quite unpredictable, if nothing else.
She reached forward, and tried to grab Zoey's foot, and then drag her off of the bed. That would surely put her at a disadvantage, and that lovely little bump on the way down would be fun. For Jessica, of course.
Sure enough, elbow after elbow came down as the Violent Violet made her displeasure known. Unlike Zoey, who seemed more than happy to deliver insults with her attacks, Jessica was all business. She could not resist smiling of course, as she went about her bloody business, but her pursed lips did not open to deliver some stinging word. Rather, she was going to let her elbows do the talking, methodical and merciless as they were. The blanket robbed her of her capacity to really aim that much, but Jessica had always found that she could make that up with sheer force.
It worked out pretty ok, for a while. Unfortunately, this was not a one sided beatdown like she would have otherwise wanted. Zoey started fighting back. While the attacks were wild, and mostly ineffective, but it did dissuade Jessica from pushing even further. It was hard to keep her own attacks coming in while Zoey was bucking and swinging and jumping around. It dawned on her that this was not going to work.
Which was fine with her. Jessica slid off of Zoey, and then jumped off of the bed. It was not the biggest bedroom that she had ever been in, and she looked to make sure that she would have enough room to maneuver should she need it. After all, this woman had proved herself to be quite unpredictable, if nothing else.
She reached forward, and tried to grab Zoey's foot, and then drag her off of the bed. That would surely put her at a disadvantage, and that lovely little bump on the way down would be fun. For Jessica, of course.
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Seriously. What was this bullshit?
Two seconds ago she had this woman on the edge, all bundled up like a human punching bag. Zoey wasn’t much of a powerhouse when it came to upper body strength, but she was still better than most people. Jessica wasn’t just going to be able to roll her right off, and even if she did try, the lamp to the face was as good a deterrent as any. She was blind, in pain, and purely on the defense, plain and simple. With any luck, one of her errant strikes would smack Jessica on the jaw and into unconsciousness before
And then things just went wrong.
Zoey found her entire situation flipped upside down in an instant. She tried to emulate a bit of the Violet’s tactic and bucked and squirmed from underneath her, trying to will herself free through willpower alone. She was missing a vital ingredient, however, which was Jessica’s unparalleled strength. Her wild thrashing and flailing may as well have been some light, loving nudges against the woman’s thighs for all the good it did. No matter which way she bent, how much she tried to turn, where she blindly felt for an opening from beneath the blanket, it all amounted to nothing. She was stuck.
But Jessica wasn’t content with just that. She didn’t want control, she wanted subjugation. A harsh, relentless series of elbow strikes dug into Zoey’s ribcage, smacked her on the side of the face, threatened to break the bridge of her nose. The Violent Violet’s strikes landed with puncturing force. The comforter between them may as well have been wet paper for all the good it did Zoey. With each blow, her resistance gradually wound down to nothing but grunts and an idle hand raised in defense through the sheets.
At least, that’s what it meant for Zoey. For her opponent, it was a signal to pick up her assault. Zoey felt the weight come off her in an instant. She breathed a gasp of both relief and surprise, curious as to why Jessica had suddenly decided to back off and release her advantage. When she felt the hand on her ankle, however, the Korean-American realized just how wrong that silly idea was. In the blink of an eye, she was yanked out from underneath the sheet with a harsh yank, caught by her tail like a wily fox about to kiss its pelt goodbye.
Her head banged against the floor, shaking the ornate glass vase on the adjacent drawer with the vibrations alone. Everything hurt. Breathing hurt, thinking hurt, even opening her eyes felt like she was straining herself too far after the ringer Jessica put her through. The TKD chick brought a hand to the back of her head, opening one eye to look up at the violet menace and those razor-sharp eyes more like an animal’s than a person’s gazing down at her. It was at that moment that Zoey realized she didn’t want to be in this position. Didn’t want to be in this room. Didn’t want to be anywhere near this crazy bitch. She rolled onto her front and immediately brought herself to all fours, trying to crawl away to the other side of the bed. Maybe out the door. Just somewhere where she could get her head on straight.
Two seconds ago she had this woman on the edge, all bundled up like a human punching bag. Zoey wasn’t much of a powerhouse when it came to upper body strength, but she was still better than most people. Jessica wasn’t just going to be able to roll her right off, and even if she did try, the lamp to the face was as good a deterrent as any. She was blind, in pain, and purely on the defense, plain and simple. With any luck, one of her errant strikes would smack Jessica on the jaw and into unconsciousness before
And then things just went wrong.
Zoey found her entire situation flipped upside down in an instant. She tried to emulate a bit of the Violet’s tactic and bucked and squirmed from underneath her, trying to will herself free through willpower alone. She was missing a vital ingredient, however, which was Jessica’s unparalleled strength. Her wild thrashing and flailing may as well have been some light, loving nudges against the woman’s thighs for all the good it did. No matter which way she bent, how much she tried to turn, where she blindly felt for an opening from beneath the blanket, it all amounted to nothing. She was stuck.
But Jessica wasn’t content with just that. She didn’t want control, she wanted subjugation. A harsh, relentless series of elbow strikes dug into Zoey’s ribcage, smacked her on the side of the face, threatened to break the bridge of her nose. The Violent Violet’s strikes landed with puncturing force. The comforter between them may as well have been wet paper for all the good it did Zoey. With each blow, her resistance gradually wound down to nothing but grunts and an idle hand raised in defense through the sheets.
At least, that’s what it meant for Zoey. For her opponent, it was a signal to pick up her assault. Zoey felt the weight come off her in an instant. She breathed a gasp of both relief and surprise, curious as to why Jessica had suddenly decided to back off and release her advantage. When she felt the hand on her ankle, however, the Korean-American realized just how wrong that silly idea was. In the blink of an eye, she was yanked out from underneath the sheet with a harsh yank, caught by her tail like a wily fox about to kiss its pelt goodbye.
Her head banged against the floor, shaking the ornate glass vase on the adjacent drawer with the vibrations alone. Everything hurt. Breathing hurt, thinking hurt, even opening her eyes felt like she was straining herself too far after the ringer Jessica put her through. The TKD chick brought a hand to the back of her head, opening one eye to look up at the violet menace and those razor-sharp eyes more like an animal’s than a person’s gazing down at her. It was at that moment that Zoey realized she didn’t want to be in this position. Didn’t want to be in this room. Didn’t want to be anywhere near this crazy bitch. She rolled onto her front and immediately brought herself to all fours, trying to crawl away to the other side of the bed. Maybe out the door. Just somewhere where she could get her head on straight.
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Jessica paused for a second. Her elbows were probably ringing due to everything that she had put them through, and she was probably tired. If there were anything other than pure adrenaline flowing through her veins, she surely would have felt them both and through their combined efforts may have been overwhelmed. But she was not feeling it in the slightest. The only sensation that she bore was vast and indefinable rage at the woman in front of her. When she thunked to the ground, Zoey shook some furniture. That felt good.
What did not feel good is the fact that Zoey was trying to crawl away from her. Had she been in her own bedroom on her own time, the sight of Zoey on all fours in front of her would have been altogether inviting, yet Jessica's emotions swerved to contempt. Jessica took a step forward lest her opponent stray too far from her grasp, and bent down to grab her hair. Those elbows had been powerful, and Jessica was surprised that this woman still going despite all that had happened to her.
And all that would happen to her. Jessica attempted to bring Zoey to her feet, and would turn her away from the bed. "You don't get to fucking pick where you go anymore. You fucking got it?" Jessica sent a punch towards Zoey's kidney to show the Korean girl the awful intent which she carried in her heart. "You only go where I fucking say you get to go."
And with that, Jessica turned around and whipped her opponent into the bathroom. See, there were a lot of things in here that were very soft and plush, while most of the bathroom was filled with hard porcelain. It was high time for Jessica to see if she couldn't crack Zoey's skull open. And as soon as she threw her, Jessica was coming in right after her, ready to follow up on the throw with even more chaos.
What did not feel good is the fact that Zoey was trying to crawl away from her. Had she been in her own bedroom on her own time, the sight of Zoey on all fours in front of her would have been altogether inviting, yet Jessica's emotions swerved to contempt. Jessica took a step forward lest her opponent stray too far from her grasp, and bent down to grab her hair. Those elbows had been powerful, and Jessica was surprised that this woman still going despite all that had happened to her.
And all that would happen to her. Jessica attempted to bring Zoey to her feet, and would turn her away from the bed. "You don't get to fucking pick where you go anymore. You fucking got it?" Jessica sent a punch towards Zoey's kidney to show the Korean girl the awful intent which she carried in her heart. "You only go where I fucking say you get to go."
And with that, Jessica turned around and whipped her opponent into the bathroom. See, there were a lot of things in here that were very soft and plush, while most of the bathroom was filled with hard porcelain. It was high time for Jessica to see if she couldn't crack Zoey's skull open. And as soon as she threw her, Jessica was coming in right after her, ready to follow up on the throw with even more chaos.
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Re: Jessica Wright vs. Zoey Jae Oh
Yeah, Zoey was more or less expecting what came next. Well. Not all of what came next.
Her mind wasn’t exactly thinking of a specific strategy when she attempted to crawl away from Jessica, only that she knew she had to get away. Her body was in absolutely no mood to fight back after taking one elbow too many to the gut, face, and just about everywhere else above the belt. Her warning lights were going off, her whole body sending out danger signals from head to toe telling her to get clear as fast as possible. Didn’t matter how, didn’t matter where, just that it had to happen now.
Jessica wasn’t having that.
The crawling Korean-American was just about to round the corner when a rough hand came from behind and grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her up to her feet in the blink of an eye. A pained yelp escaped Zoey’s lips as she brought her hands up in a vain attempt to get her hair free. A stiff punch to the chest was all it took, drawing an ugly croak from her throat and making her limp in Jessica’s grasp. Zoey brought her hand to her kidney to soothe the pain however she could, but her real attention was on Jessica. In the way those purple eyes burned into her, in the harsh, unrelenting tones echoing in her shout. Zoey looked back at her face, wide-eyed, spellbound, her mouth slightly agape and a shiver going up her back.
Zoey hadn’t expected Jessica to take actual offense at her attempted escape, but she did, and there was clearly hell to pay for that. She didn’t even notice there was a bathroom nearby until the hardcore brawler threw her into it. As stumbled and fell backward, her elbow banged against the side of the sink, causing the TKD chick to let out a brief cry of pain, which was immediately stifled the moment after when her back finally met the tiled ground. She brought clutched her elbow tightly in agony, kicking about on the floor for a moment before she saw her towering, unforgiving opponent coming straight for her without a hint of remorse in her eyes.
It was in that moment that Zoey realized what Jessica was. She was more than just a serious competitor, more than a hardened veteran, more than a woman that liked her fights raw. She was a dominator. A merciless, warrior queen that crushed even the slightest bit of dissent under her iron boot. And Zoey was the one in her sights now. Forget winning, if she wanted to survive, she had to do something and do it quick.
But there was no way. That shot to the kidney took more out of her than even Zoey realized. Her body wasn’t responding to even the most basic commands, save for a sporadic twitch here and there. The best she could do was weakly crawl backward on her undamaged elbow and muster a couple weak kicks at Jessica’s thick, left thigh, no better than water off a duck’s back.
Her mind wasn’t exactly thinking of a specific strategy when she attempted to crawl away from Jessica, only that she knew she had to get away. Her body was in absolutely no mood to fight back after taking one elbow too many to the gut, face, and just about everywhere else above the belt. Her warning lights were going off, her whole body sending out danger signals from head to toe telling her to get clear as fast as possible. Didn’t matter how, didn’t matter where, just that it had to happen now.
Jessica wasn’t having that.
The crawling Korean-American was just about to round the corner when a rough hand came from behind and grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her up to her feet in the blink of an eye. A pained yelp escaped Zoey’s lips as she brought her hands up in a vain attempt to get her hair free. A stiff punch to the chest was all it took, drawing an ugly croak from her throat and making her limp in Jessica’s grasp. Zoey brought her hand to her kidney to soothe the pain however she could, but her real attention was on Jessica. In the way those purple eyes burned into her, in the harsh, unrelenting tones echoing in her shout. Zoey looked back at her face, wide-eyed, spellbound, her mouth slightly agape and a shiver going up her back.
Zoey hadn’t expected Jessica to take actual offense at her attempted escape, but she did, and there was clearly hell to pay for that. She didn’t even notice there was a bathroom nearby until the hardcore brawler threw her into it. As stumbled and fell backward, her elbow banged against the side of the sink, causing the TKD chick to let out a brief cry of pain, which was immediately stifled the moment after when her back finally met the tiled ground. She brought clutched her elbow tightly in agony, kicking about on the floor for a moment before she saw her towering, unforgiving opponent coming straight for her without a hint of remorse in her eyes.
It was in that moment that Zoey realized what Jessica was. She was more than just a serious competitor, more than a hardened veteran, more than a woman that liked her fights raw. She was a dominator. A merciless, warrior queen that crushed even the slightest bit of dissent under her iron boot. And Zoey was the one in her sights now. Forget winning, if she wanted to survive, she had to do something and do it quick.
But there was no way. That shot to the kidney took more out of her than even Zoey realized. Her body wasn’t responding to even the most basic commands, save for a sporadic twitch here and there. The best she could do was weakly crawl backward on her undamaged elbow and muster a couple weak kicks at Jessica’s thick, left thigh, no better than water off a duck’s back.
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