Valley Doll vs. Amethyst - Breaking the Doll

Amethyst let out a weak groan as she was rolled onto her back. Her limbs sprawled out to her sides, her body barely stirring as Valley slipped onto her for a pin. The referee hurried over to the two women, dropping to the floor to begin a count.

"One!" she cried out, her hand hitting the floor, the crowd waiting in breathless anticipation to see if Valley would pick up a win...

Valley just pulled harder than ever onto the hold, clenching her teeth, straining. "Just lie there and take it, you crazy, psychotic, delusional, malodorous ratchet skank..."

"Two!" the referee cried, her hand slapping the floor again. The crowd leaned forward, watching silently, almost unable to believe that the Slamazon had picked up a win like this.

But of course, Valley really hadn't picked up the win. Not yet, anyway, and definitely not right now. The sound of the second count hitting Amethyst's ears was enough to perk her up, to motivate her into action. With a shrill shout of defiance towards her enemy, Amethyst bucked her body upwards, breaking the pin just as the referee began the three count.

Afterwards though, she settled back onto the floor, still quite unable to fully fight back just yet.

"What? What?"

She broke the pin. How the hell did she...just...what? What was keeping this bitch awake? It's like she was literally too batshit nuts to get unconscious.

Valley shook of the disbelief and let her rage fuel her as she stood and mounted Amethyst's chest. Drawing her fist back, taking a deep, breath, she'll start to ran the punches down like a hail storm, dropping bomb on Velour's face.

"Why." Punch. "Won't." Punch. "You." Punch. "Stay down?" And two punches.

Amethyst lied there, barely awake as Valley slid up, moving into a proper position to mount the woman. It wasn't until that first punch hit her that she realized what kind of a situation she was in. When the second hit her? The started to wake her the hell up.

When the last few struck her, knocking her head around, beating her from side to side? That just pissed her off.

Her face looked like it was bruising after those punches came in and beat down on her, but Amethyst was getting angrier, and was letting her rage damper her pain. She was more concerned with getting payback on Valley. Lying around hurting could wait until afterwards.

With an angry shout up towards the Slamazon, Amethyst tried to reach up and grab her, attempting to roll over on top of the woman, planning to raise up her own fists and drop a few swift, hard strikes of her own straight into the blonde's face.

Jesus, what would it take to keep this woman down? Nuclear weaponry?

It was like nothing she'd ever seen before in her years of wrestling. Typically, hitting people made them less conscious. Amethyst? It was actually waking her up. It was like she fed on antagonism, an evil pain sponge. It was downright inhuman. "What the hell are you?"

Velour rose up and flipped her over, switching their positions and putting her on top, starting her own storm of punches. The first few found their mark, battering her head back forth, blood spattering from her nose - and pissing her off, giving her a little taste of Velour's own craziness.

Valley reaches up with one hand, grabbing hold of that strange, purple hair, and uses the other hand to give Velour a swift blow in her face.

"I'm the woman that's going to kick your ass!" Amethyst snarled at Valley, too lost in her own rage to come up with a more clever retort. Once she was on top of Valley, she let those punches fly, her arms moving like pistons against Valley's face, trying to truly just beat the shit out of the blonde.

It felt pretty good to her, honestly, and the blood splattering from the blonde's nose only spurred her on more.

But somehow, somewhere between all of her punches, Valley managed to snake an arm up past Amethyst's own, latching her hand onto the violent violet's hair. Another shriek came from the woman, as she stopped her assault, grabbing for Valley's wrist to try and wrench her arm loose. While she was doing this, up came that sneaky, swift punch to her face, leaving Amethyst with but one response: a loud cry of pain, causing her to reel backwards, her head snapping backwards as her balance atop of Valley was thrown off, leaving her unsteady and in bad position.

The blow to Velour's face was immensely satisfying - Valley had already been more of a kicker than a puncher, but even she had to admit to like the feel of a good punch in the face.

"Better bitches than you've tried!"

When the blow rocked Amethyst and knocked her back, it put her in good range for Blossom to make ample use of her best assets - namely, her legs. She shot them up and tried catch Amethyst's head in a headscissors, if for no other reason than to get the bitch to stop her raving for a few minutes.

As Amethyst reeled back, Valley's legs came up, catching her nice and tight in the headscissors.

"Nnngh!!!" Amethyst growled, her hands quickly sliding up to Valley's thighs. She needed to stop this hold before it could get too tight around her, before the hold could really start wearing her down. She latched onto Valley's legs, digging her nails into the woman's flesh as she tried to pry her legs open, the psychopaths thoughts entirely focused on escaping the dangerous, nasty hold.

Valley powered down in the hold as tight as she could- hours upon hours of squats and leg presses kept her in tip-top shape -but she knew it wasn't for long. Amethyst's nails were already digging into her skin deep enough to draw blood, carving her up, dicing away at her flesh, impatience to get out.

She cried out, gave Velour two good punches in the stomach, and open her legs to let Amethyst let go and roll along, giving her a kick in the back as went.