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 Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 10:49 am
Fall separating the two -- for the moment! Emiko refusing to ever stay down, punched the floor, in pushing herself up and onwards!
On her feet, by the aide of ring apron, Sone continued in need of ring edge, using it for lean support.
A hand gently hold the side of her hip into place, head rested over her forearm, and felt as if she was in a worse state, then Ewing!
Speaking of.. Emiko shoved away from ring, to deliver a side elbow drop on the torso of Winters!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 10:53 am
Ewing had no choice upon hitting the ground but to try and start getting back to a vertical base. Everything in her torso hurt, her back aching but not enough to distract her from what felt like pulled muscles all around the ribcage. She was to her hands and knees when Emiko dropped in and clipped her side with an elbow drop! Ewing let out a yelp of pain, but even after the hit, she started to push back to her knees and hands once again, knowing that Emiko was gaining too much momentum and was in far too good of a position to win this match!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 12:11 pm
A little disappointed her drop hadn't done more, Emiko went to pushing herself up once more to vertical.
As if chasing in a race, grasping up at Winters gear, for an attempt to climb up or drag Ewing back down!
Emiko on her knees, hands on shin guard and hem of Winters waist band! "E--wing.. you're so strong.."
Emiko complimented, trying to buy time and formulate another means to tear her back down!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 12:24 pm
A growl was all the response Emiko would receive to her meek compliment, Ewing still bringing herself up to her feet but in turn trying to assist Emiko as well -- with both women back to their feet by way of Ewing's strength, the younger woman would try to wrap her arms around Emiko's body and lift her from the ground, hoping to run forward and ram her into the ring apron!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 12:52 pm
Surprise was thrown across the face of Emiko, when she was helped up by Ewing! Yet it was short lived! Sone was soon expressing fear to cringing pain!
Spine cracking in horrifying half against edge of the ring! Without a sound, her eye rolled up from a flash of pain made everything white!
Emiko could hardly breath, legs going and arm going limp! Head struggling to remain upright, as a weak back hand laid upon her own back.
Winded and gasping, Emiko with lessons installed into her, by watching the two worst vets in the world..
"Th- huuu-ffaa.. Thanks for the-the -hack- hug.." Sone saw and sought to never stop talking, in a losing fight.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 12:55 pm
Hug? She...she thought that was a hug? Ewing laughed slightly on the inside, finding it almost unbelievable that this woman could continue to act in such a way while being in a match with as horrifying an individual as herself. Ewing kept her arms around Emiko and started to squeeze, holding that hug in ever harder with the strength of a bear. The match couldn't end outside the ring, but regardless of that, the submission attempt began as Ewing figured she was best off causing a slew of damage now and ending it in the ring later. She wretched at Emiko's back, and before long, she tried to ram her now into the ring post!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 1:16 pm
The torture continued and Emiko's sight returned, while her head hung back, eye glazing into the rafters, silently suffering!
Mouth hung ajar, feeling as if she were dying.. Ewing wouldn't let that happen and hurried forward for life saving measures!
Emiko's back mashed into a new mold against the pole! Skull taking a dirty bump as well! Sone's body drooped into a devestated wet noodle!
Winters held her opponent like an overgrown sleeping toddler! A concussed Emiko Sone, rested her head on Ewings shoulder..
"I'm not a stripper.."
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 2:03 pm
Wha...What? Ewing couldn't risk the second hand stupidity at this point was weird things continued to escape the lips Emiko Sone -- so the Apple Valley native chose to ignore the comment. She would finally let go of the bear hug but only to try and roll Sone under the ropes and back into the ring where the beginning of the end could begin to take place. This match had to much happen in the few minutes it had been going on...could we possibly be seeing the beginning of the end?
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 2:20 pm
Returned to the ring, raggedly rolled in, there wasn't much life seen left in Emiko! Hardly any stirring movement, other than weak lifting of her head and limbs!
Absolute futile attempts to peel herself off the mat.. what's this? Sone was reaching for her black abandoned mask? What good could it possibly do for her now?
It hurt Emiko to move in any sort of way, spine feeling mangled, her back and portions of her body had gone numb!
She had poorly misjudged her opponent, Ewing Winters and allowed empathy overcome her heart!
Truly a mistake to give Winters a moment over her!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 4:57 pm
The truth was well known at this point in the deepest crevices of Emiko Sone's mangled heart: showing compassion and regret for her actions with Ewing Winters, a hater of women and a scorned individual, was a recipe for her destruction. Ewing had followed after Emiko into the ring and tried to slam down on her with a huge axe handle to the small of her now injured back. The fans were booing loudly at this point -- they believed in the regret of Emiko, while Ewing did not. She attempted to drive another hit into her back, a plan formulating in her mind. She knew where she was taking this. She knew it would be over soon.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 5:30 pm
"HAA-ARRHH!!" Shout of agony pounded out of Emiko! Given no chance to breathe! Hardly able to reach for her back, Ewing laid down another hideous blow!
"Hek- ..!" Sone in torment, clawed slowly at the canvas, barely capable in producing any sort of sound!
Try as Winters could, Sone's spirit wasn't broken! With her eye fighting through a blur of pain and consciousness to remain!
Still attempting to feebly drag herself to the psychological saving mask, where there was no actual ground gained toward it!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 5:35 pm
Ewing clicked her tongue as her own body was again becoming unbearably achy. However, through that ache, she was finding domination against Emiko. The issue now, was that her opponent was being distracted from her own demise...by that silly mask. Ewing, with one last attempted slap to the back of Emiko's head, would stand and begin to walk towards the mask on the ground. The mask of the Oni, or so Ewing assumed, was the crux of all of this at the moment...and needed to be taken care of. Stomping forward harshly, Ewing would drive her foot onto the mask and try to kick it from the ring! There would no longer be any more fashion driven distractions.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 5:44 pm
Sone's hope sunk at sight of this, letting her head drop in despair against the mat.. now forced to rely on her own will.
Eye closing. Gritting teeth in a wide, ivory exposition, scowl. Forced to will out the Oni within!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 5:51 pm
Ewing fought out a smirk through her pained grimace, finally feeling satisfied that she harmed the emotions of Emiko as much as hers had been harmed. Now it was time to put her away. Ewing walked back towards the downed Sone and took a handful of hair, trying to lift her up and place her between the Apple Valley native's legs. She wanted to be there so bad, apparently -- now she'd get what she wanted, but it would be a set up for her to lift her up high and run forward with a sit-out running powerbomb!
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 6:17 pm
Pried off the canvas, it would take most of Ewing to do the work of getting Emiko's head to her muscle bound thighs.
Sone's legs had no power in them, numb and wobbled! It had become an actual concern to fans, that perhaps Emiko was truly in a state of impairment!
Winters was unperturbed, whether she was blinded by getting her desired retribution or simply too cold to care.
Either way, Emiko was sent high, body far too worn and limbs not quite functioning.. just aware enough of the breeze that brushed her cheek in Ewings run..
BAM!
Like a shotgun to her spine! It was inexplicable, horrible ache! Blasting all around her back!
Emiko managed to arch her back, eye bugging out! Maw gaped wide! Begging for air! Begging for this.. this.. this suffering to drop away!
And then a flop on her side! Had she passed out?! No.. her eye open and tired.. a few tears rolling out.
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