Taylor vs Kytes I Quit match

"Stop calling Rebecca a gorilla!" She shouted back as she felt Taylor place her stupid knee on her great back. She really needed to do something preferably when she wasn't being bent backwards and her hair wasn't being pulled. "Stop pulling you bitch!" she hissed "What are you, jealous of my hair?"

"Oh, you want me to let go?" Taylor asked sweetly with a sinister grin. Once Adrian's ugly head was high enough, she slammed it back down into the ground, putting her weight down on top of it.

"HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW?" She screamed. Maybe she was losing control a little. "And your giant slut might look like a gorilla, but she definitely smells like a giant, four hundred pound fish." She taunted as she got back up to her feet and made her way to the barricade in front of the front row of seats.

"Ugh!" Adrian grunted as she fell face first onto the concrete... groaning as she lay face down, thinking of all the ways she hated Taylor as she screamed at her, unable to really respond as expletives battled pain in her head. "Go... go..." she tried to say as the blue haired rival continued to taunt her "Go fuck yourself, or get Akashi to do it for you."

Taylor had a thing or two planned, but Adrian's remark stopped her in her tracks. Her eye twitched and with a scowl she reached down and unbuckled her belt. She turned jumped back onto Adrian, planting a foot between her shoulder blades while she slid the end of the belt through the buckle to make a loop, and then slipped the loop over Adrian's head. She pulled.

"Here's the difference. I'll say what I WANT about Rebecca, because I'm UP HERE. But you're going to have to pay for every word you say about Akashi because you're DOWN. THERE." She wrapped the belt once around her hand and hauled back to strangle Adrian with her makeshift choke chain.

Adrian was about to get a lot more vicious with her insults when she saw out of the corner of her eye Taylor stopping in her tracks. Only for her situation to get worse. "No..." she whispered low enough that she hoped Taylor wouldn't hear as she wrapped the leather strap around her throat and a heavy boot on her back, even as she quickly slipped a few fingers underneath to prevent it from killing her it still hurt as Taylor pulled up, the immense pressure on her neck causing the edge of her vision to fade. Only giving out small choking noises as she tried to think of a way out, a way to get back at Taylor, for everything she was doing.

"Check... in.. the..." She tried to choke out before moving her free hand to grab the foot on her shoulder, ignoring the pain in her arm as she tried to roll and take Taylor down with her "...mail!" She finished, hoping to have an escape opportunity. If she did Taylor was going to regret saying what she said about Rebecca, about her friend.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Taylor was busy straining her arms pulling up on her belt when Adrian made a play for her foot and turned. "Ack!" She fell, again, landing on her butt next to Adrian. She kept her hold on the belt, and scrambled to plant her feet against Adrian's body so she could keep pulling, even if she wasn't pulling against Adrian's throat anymore. Now that the belt was in play, she didn't want to lose control of it. There would be nothing worse than being choked to death with her own belt.

"You look good in that collar. It's fitting." She spat.

Adrian breathed deeply when Taylor stopped pulling to fall on her ass. Quickly moving to pull the accursed belt off her throat to allow the full blast of oxygen to hit her lungs as she got it over her head.

Then Taylor planted her feet on her side and pulled, the belt now just looped around the cosplayer's hand and Adrian wasn't willing to risk this bitch trying to choke her again. "And you called me the psycho-bitch waiting to happen..." She growled back, remembering their conversation after Adrian attempted to have Natalia ambush her backstage. "It'd probably look much better on you though, I mean you look enough like a bitch as it is." she pretty much shouted back, her throat feeling slightly raw as she pulled back on the belt, shuffling around so she could actually be facing Taylor and insult her to her face.

"Hey, YOU'RE the one who had to have this goddamn NO DQ match! I'm done messing around!" She shouted back as the two continued their tug of war with the belt. "I don't want your harem coming out here to gang up on me, so I'm putting you down for GOOD."

Sitting there and yanking on a belt for an hour wasn't going to get her anywhere. Instead of pulling away, she went the other way and pounced on Adrian, trying to straddle her and shove her down onto back back.

"Gah!" Adrian shouted as Taylor suddenly came with the belt as she gave it one last pull to try and rip it from her hands, only to have the blue haired crazy attempted murderer straddling her. "You say that but you're still looking a mess." She sad as she slipped a small capsule into her mouth (trying to play on the words messing around) that she was saving this for desperate times, but if this exchange ended badly her career could end with it.

Reaching up to try and punch Taylor in the face but it was merely a distraction, whichever way Taylor dodged or if she just brushed her arm aside she'd follow her head, puff out her cheeks and spray the mist capsule contents into Taylor's face. It could only be an improvement.

"You haven't seen a mirror lately." Taylor returned. Adrian threw her little punch and Taylor emphatically slapped it to the side, and then prepared to rip into Adrian like a Christmas present. It even seemed cliche to her, but with Adrian on her back and Taylor straddling her, she had her right where she wanted her.

Until the mist. "Achtpbht!" She spluttered and spat as she was blinded by the spray. She fell to the side. She was helpless, rolling on the floor and wiping at her eyes, trying desperately to clear the burning mess away so she could see again. "Gaaaah!" She yelled out of anger as well as pain.

After much wiping and blinking, she got one eye open for a brief moment. "Green?" Again? She hated green! This bitch was going to pay for this. Taylor sneezed and left a small green mark on the floor.