GASTER vs Gallium Heart - Growing Frustration

The move from GASTER ellicited boos towards the Shadow Lord. And not boos towards her character, either ironically or unironically...no, she got boos for her quite rude reply towards her opponent's kind showing of sportsmanship.

Instead, the chuuni used the opportunity to lock in her armbar as harshly as she could, ignoring her cries and screams, instead shouting at her in an authoritative tone:

"Give up! Now!"

Needless to say, Gallium thought that was rather mean of Gaster, taking her down and trapping her in a tight and painful hold when she was just offering her a hand up...at least, that's what she would have been thinking, were she in the audience, and not trapped in the ring and thinking about how incredibly painful the armbar hold was.

"I'm...I'm not giving up!"

She yelled back at Gaster, now scooting and turning her body the best she could, trying to drag herself towards the ropes, stretching her leg out as far as possible, trying to get it on or under the rope and force a break!

"Grrrrrrrr...", GASTER angrily growled. Clear-headed, Clara would've probably realized that it was way too early to try and go for a finishing submission against the pinkette...

...but in her anger, she was pulling out all the stops, to the point of going for an outright armbar, instead of something simpler like a Hammerlock, first. With that, she would simply milk all she could out of the hold as Gallium reached the ropes...

...even though the Shadow Lord wasn't letting go:

"GASTER, break it up! One! Two! Three! Fo---", only as the fourth count started going did the Shadow Lord let go, referee forcibly standing in-between the two wrestlers as she sensed GASTER's attitude shift, checking on the poor pinkette for potential lasting damage, as the Shadow Lord waited impatiently nearby...

While in reality, it was only a few seconds, it felt like full minutes passed after Gallium got her bare foot on the bottom rope and Gaster finally released the painful armbar hold, the referee nearly reaching the end of his count before she was finally free. She writhed on the mat, holding her arm, the referee checking on her, asking her if she wanted to quit.

She shook her head, slowly making her way back to her feet, still clutching at her hurting arm. She could move it, use it, but doing so was painful. Not a good thing. "Geez! That was a bit much, wasn't it! Meanie!" she yelled, sticking her tongue out at her masked foe.

As GASTER had to be practically held back by the referee away from Gallium, the barefoot pinkette would get back up to her feet, and rise, holding her hurt arm. The site was triggering the feeling of pity in the Brit...

...at least, until she said that that was a bit much...

"I'll show you mean...", she would spitefully, but audibly grumble, as the ref stepped away...

...while the Shadow Lord would deliver a hard knee to her rival's gut!

From there, the Shadow Lord would grab at Gallium's damaged left arm, and attempt to drop to her back...

...whilst driving her foe's arm into her knees for a brutal Double Knee Armbreaker!

Gallium was still checking her arm, when Gaster's boot slammed into her stomach, making her bend over with an "OOF!". While a hard kick, it was still just a kick, and Gallium was about to attack with a kick of her own...when her sore arm was grabbed, the pinkette only had a second, before she felt both of Gaster knees slam into her arm.

"AIIEEE!"

With a cry, Gallium flipped onto the mat and began rolling around, clutching at her arm in agony, the crowd starting to boo the masked girl!

"Grrrrrr...", GASTER growled as she sat up after her brutal attack, as she kept working poor pinkette's arm over! The jeers further made the Shadow Lord lose herself to her anger, as she ripped Gallium's arm from her hand, and, upon taking a seat a top the pinkette, would proceed to twist and torque her limb into unnatural positions!

She tried to bend it as much as she could to make it so her forearm was stretched as far as it could be to cause the pain to the joints in her elbow, as she order Gallium:

"Give up!"

Gallium screamed.

She couldn't help it really. The double knee armbreaker had hurt like fuck, and now, having her arm torqued behind her, stretched and bent at such unnatural angles, hurt even more. Her bare legs kicked on the mat, arm scrambling to try and reach the ropes again.

"G-Get offa me! I'm not quitting!"

As Gallium dragged the two of them towards the ropes once more, refusing to quit, the Shadow Lord got desperate.

She would fold the pinkette's arm at a very gruesome angle and place it at her side, palm first, against the canvas, and placed her foot atop her elbow, causing a little bit of pain to her to foreshadow what she was about to do to her...as well as part of the Shadow Lord trying to dissuade herself from going through with the brutality against the woman's arm that she had in mind:

"Last chance! Quit!"

"Never! I don't quit!"

Gallium yelled, kicking in protest as Gaster continued to manipulate her arm, wincing and groaning as it was manipulated and twisted out of place, the ref girl frowning and stepping in closer, clearly not happy with what was going on. "Cmon Gaster! Back off!"