Double Newcomer Debut!! Death Bunny vs. Blossom Fields

While grateful to finally be able to rise up under own strength, DB couldn't help but wonder why Blossom was allowing this? Could it be.....pity? The idea of someone like Blossom actually feeling sorry for her was causing her blood to boil, but she quickly suppressed those feelings, remembering that her foolish pride was one of the reasons she kept underestimating Blossom.

The extra few seconds gave Bunny enough time to calm herself and assess the situation. Bunny would allow herself to be flown across the ring and bounce off the ropes, but after seeing Blossom drop down her instincts would kick in causing her to leap over her. DB would catch herself on the ropes and wait for Blossom to get back up, at which time she would run straight towards her and attempt to place a Big Boot to her face!!

Gah, she was a quick thinker! Blossom had been hopeful for that move, but it seemed Death Bunny's experience was shining through; this rabbit wouldn't be stewed so easily. No, some extra seasoning was required.

...and now she was hungry for rabbit stew.

She popped back up just in time to see Death Bunny's foot heading straight for her face - the timing from it all threw her way off, and she took it full force, smacking her across her face and laying her out flat, the audience joining together in a collective wince on impact. If Blossom still had the sense to speak, she would've told them that, yes, it hurt every bit as much as it looked like. Maybe even a little more.

"Boot...to the head..." She grumbled, turning over to her stomach after a moment. "Heh."

*Oh Thank Heaven that worked...*Bunny wasn't even going to pretend that she wasn't starting to feel the onset of desperation, but planting that boot to the head set the world back to it's rightful place...with Blossom face down to the mat and DB towering over her. It was strange...Blossom seemed to have the power behind her moves that rivaled Bunny's, but her lack of in ring experience was costing her. With a few more years of training, who knows...

But enough admiration, it was time for Bunny to throw down! Lifting her leg way up, Bunny would perform a thunderous leg drop on the back of Blossom's head, inadvertently rubbing the upper part of her thigh and part of her butt on her opponent's face. After a moment of contemplation, Bunny decided on her next move, standing Blossom in front of her and placing her into a side headlock. DB will point towards the sky before grabbing the side of Blossom's outfit and giving it a solid yank to lift her into the air(with the side effect being a nasty wedgie), putting her in position for a vertical suplex.

Before dropping her opponent onto her back, Bunny will hold her in place for as long as possible, and ask her..."So...how does the world look to you right about now?"

Blossom started to sit up from the devastating kick, but as soon as the stars cleared from her eyes, Bunny replaced them with new ones, dropping down hard on her face and giving her a lovely view before the pain set in.

She was stood up with ease and put in a headlock - the start of all sorts of nasty moves. She struggled in the hold, but Bunny's grip was too tight, and the next thing she knew the world was upside as she was lifted up in the beginning of a move she'd seen all too often on television. The vertical suplex!

Thousands of lights flashed around them as Death Bunny held her up, speaking right into her ear. "Um...upside down, a little loopy...wait, was that a rhetorical quest-whoa!"

She slammed down with resounding impact, her back crashing into the canvas with enough for to send her bouncing upwards. Flopping about, she rolled to her knees, groaning as she rubbed her sore back and tried to get back up, staggering to her feet.

Sitting up from that satisfying vertical suplex, Bunny would take a second to catch her breath and do something even more important to her....hide a slight smile that had cracked through her perpetual scowl. Blossoms quirky personality was starting to rub off on the stoic bunny, even while getting tossed around she never seemed to lose herself, showing enough determination not to give into frustration or despair.....or she could just be bat-shit crazy.

Approaching Blossom, who had already wobbled to her feet, Bunny would place her hand on the back of her head and gently palm Blossom's cheek with the other. "You know, if you keep this up, I might actually start to regret pummeling you into the ground..."

Afterwards, Bunny will settle one hand towards her opponent's crotch, gripping it before lifting Blossom flat over head in a Gorilla Press. Bunny was making use of Blossom's light frame to more easily toss her around, eventually dropping her down on her back in front of DB in a sit out body slam...

Blossom winced as Death Bunny came down on her, expecting to be taken for a ride...and certainly not expecting a gentle pat on the cheek which is exactly what happened, oddly enough.

"Aw, thanks! That makes me feel a lot better...I mean, not physically better; I'm in a lot of pain right now. But emotionally speaking. Yeah." Blossom chirped, perking up and smiling back at her - for someone named 'Death Bunny', she wasn't all that bad, it seemed. Well, aside from tossing her all over the ring and nearly breaking her in half, of course, but aside from that it seemed like she had a good heart under that big, mean look.

Which, apparently, wouldn't stop her from dropping Blossom like a bad habit.

Blossom gulps as Bunny grips her crotch, not using it in any way that she would approve - nope, she lifted Blossom up in a gorilla press, making her wish that she had an extra fifty of so pounds to avoid stuff like this. Still, the little repreive from before gave her a few seconds to catch her breath...maybe all hope wasn't lost, just yet.

Blossom suddenly rocked to the side, falling out of Death Bunny's grasp and landing on the floor behind her on her back. Ignoring the pain from the fall as best as she can, she'll reach between Bunny's leg, pull her down, and slam her on the floor, holding her there to try and get a three-count.

*Whoawhoawhoa!!* would be about the extent of Bunny's mental processing before she would be tripped up and sent tumbling ungracefully to her back. Wincing in pain from her previous injuries, Blossom would easily maintain the grip on her leg and lean in for the pin.

ONE!!!

Hearing the ref's call out would snap Bunny out of her mental haze, coming to the realization that she could actually lose this match!! Shooting her arm up at the two count, DB would try to roll to her side and start to slowly lift herself up again...

And down she went!

Blossom wasn't expecting to get a three count this early, but it was worth a shot, and hopefully it would shake Bunny up a bit - this match was far from over. Blossom still had plenty in the tank.

Figuring it was time to try another submission, she rolled over and hopped on Bunny's back, putting her hands under the bigger girl's chin and trying for a camel clutch, pulling back hard and digging her pert butt into Bunny's back as she pulled. Bunny's back had taken the most punishment so far, so that would be her focus - no more Checkers, time to play Chess.

Bunny may have spoke too soon in her attempt to admire the pint-sized powerhouse. All it took was more concentrated back pain to have all those negatives feelings come rushing back like a tidal wave, Blossom's short hop feeling more like a long stomp.

DB could feel Blossom's shapely butt press against her, groaning out loud as her head was lifted up into a camel clutch. Having failed to secure DB's arms she would start to reach out and crawl to the ropes, her soft bunny ears probably cuddling up against Blossom's face in the struggle...

*....almost....there....*

Blossom giggled as the ears tickled her face, but held on tight as Death Bunnny crawled across the ring, getting closer to the ropes, pulling her along for the ride. She held on for as long as she could, but Bunny managed the slow crawl and grabbed hold, forcing her to break it up.

Just like Blossom expected.

When she grabs the ropes, Blossom will scoot back, grab her by the legs, lift her up and the whip her back down, slamming her belly- first into the canvas.