"Conway's Crib" Feat. Nikolette Tessla

Kelly's upper lip would twitch in sheer irritation as Nikolette grabbed her hand without her permission and recited quite the dumb line, like she didn't know she no longer had her megaphone! She would then grit down on her teeth at Nikolette's act of projecting her voice with her mouth, trying to goad the crowd into giving her a round of applause as Kelly followed her guest into the bow, expecting something louder, but would receive a rather quiet golf clap instead of that thunderous ovation that Nikolette had obtained.

Time to kill now.

Wasting no time, Kelly darted her eyes towards Nikolette as she stood at the side, gripping her hand tightly before she turned to the mechanic and tried to fire a vicious knee right into the bridge of her nose.

Nikolette smiled when she heard the polite clap of the audience. She thought that she had salvaged what was left of the show that had gotten out of control as well as what seemed to be left of Kelly's dignity. The flamboyant blond definitely liked to make a mess of things but Nikolette didn't know why she seemed to want to do it at her own expense. She mentally shrugged it off. Maybe she was just a confident enough person to be so self deprecating.

But Nikolette was not expecting what happened next, even when her hand was gripped so tightly. She thought that maybe it was a way for Kelly to thank Nik in her own, quiet way. But Nik would find out that nothing Kelly did seemed to be quiet. The mechanic felt the sear of pain run through her face as she was pulled into the knee, causing Nikolette to fall down and grab her nose as tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn't believe that she was smashed like that!

"D-Darnit! What the heck!" She fumbled out.

Kelly would keep a hateful scowl upon her face as she nailed Nikolette in the bridge of her nose with a brutal knee strike that made the Mechanic fall back down to the floor, looking down at her with an intense glare while she gritted her teeth tightly.

"Awww... What's the matter? Gonna Cry!?!?!? Kelly would taunt her guest further, her voice growing more aggressive towards the end as she leapt towards Nikolette, trying kneel beside her and pin the shoulder closest to her. If Kelly managed that she would attempt to grab a handful of Nikolette's hair at the top of her skull before attempting to rain down a barrage of punches of with her free hand upon the poor Mechanic's face, giving her guest no mercy as Kelly let loose her rage and frustration that she had clung onto for months.

Never Forgetting and Never Forgiving, but at the same time, making an even bigger deal out of something that was quite insignificant in the long run. But Kelly didn't know how to let go. Not easily anyway.

Nikolette was too busy trying to recover from Kelly's knee to manage much of a comeback when Kelly started ranting again. Her brain was whirring though and she opened her mouth to let her quivering lips try and form some words but the most she could manage was a "Well yeah... your nose..." Before she was pinned down flat against the ground in such an odd way. She felt her hair yanked and let out a yelp as she tried to throw her arms in front of her face.

Kelly reigned her punches wildly at Nikolette but the mechanic was able to mitigate a lot of the damage with a covering forearm as she tried her best to turtle her face.. But even still, each knuckle that wrapped her forehead or slipped through her guard made her cry out.

"Ow! Kh.. S-stop it! Cut it out ya darn... t-termagant!"

Kelly remained cold, cruel and angry as she began to repeatedly pound her fist over and over towards Nikolette's face with the intent to cause as much pain as she could upon her guest, not letting up one bit even as the Mechanic cried out for her to stop, she could barely hear it though as she drowned out most of the audio around her like the cries of Nikolette and the boos and 'Ooooh's' of the crowd. She did hear one phrase from Nikolette though that made Kelly actually speak.

"I don't even know what that means!" Kelly shot back in response to what Nikolette had called her. Kelly then decided enough was enough and tried to haul Nikolette up to her feet with the grip she had on her hair, trying to stuff Nikolette's head between her legs and then hook her arms, trying to walk with Nikolette within the hold to turn the two and make Kelly face the crowd, while Nikolette's rear would face the crowd, Kelly however only did this so the Camera's could capture the look on her face before she finished Nikolette on the studio stage.

Kelly then let out a loud, angry shriek before she tried to jump up while holding onto Nikolette's hooked arms, attempting to drive her face first into the floor of the stage with a double-underhook facebuster.

(OOC: Still debating Official name for Finisher that isn't "The Pedigree")

Of course Kelly didn't know what it meant. That was sort of the point. Though Nikolette also wanted to use a fairly harsh word, not holding her tongue at all. If Nikolette was going to be harassed and bullied by Kelly, then she wasn't going to save her tongue for niceties against the girl!

But soon Kelly pulled Nikolette up and stuffed her between the girl's legs. She knew what was coming but could only whimper as she was roughly pulled up. Her arms were hooked and Nikolette groaned as she was shuffled into the position that Kelly wanted, panting hard against Kelly's thighs as she felt so limp from from the demoralizing beat down. She could only be thankful, as she awaited her execution, that the clothes she chose to wore gave the audience nothing but a baggy, overall covered lump of an ass to behold. To enamored by, or repulsed by, Kelly's merciless behavior and banshee like shriek to pay attention to such things as it was.

Nikolette winced at the howl, knowing what it preluded. Then, after a heavy weight on her neck, the mechanic's world went black. Slammed into the hard, unforgiving ground, she was blacked out easily. Such a smash to her already bruised nose was enough to make it pop as well and Nikolette was left in an unconscious heap with a small pool of blood forming out from the unconscious girl's nose.