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10:57 Vivi_Meiro: The crowd gathers around within the local resort, with promises of fantastic matches tonight from top competitors and rising stars alike. The matches sift through until they reach the selected wrestlers for the undercard. A few moments after the crowd settles down, my theme hits the gym arena, blaring out from speakers as the spotlights shine on the entrance. After a deep breath, I step through the curtains and wave to the crowd, earning a pop from a few of the local fans and some of the gym rats watching from the audience. The announcer calls out, "On her way to the ring, standing at 5'8" and weighing in at 135lbs... Vivi... Meiiiiirooooo!" I make my way down the ring, wearing my usual two-piece sporty ring gear, pointing to some fans before hopping up the apron and stepping under the middle rope. I raise my hand and shine a V with my fingers, taking a corner and performing some final stretches, hopping in place as my eyes scan over the audience... until they reach their sights on the entrance.
10:58 Vivi_Meiro: Attire of choice:You are not logged in. You are not logged in. yt

11:58 Zack_Davis: > I watch the entrance of my opponent from my position just behind the curtain, waiting for my turn to enter the arena. The lady I'm about to face, a well known veteran, already has the crowd eating out of her hand, her cute butt wiggling in her black ring attire as she struts the catwalk. She can definitely play a crowd I think to myself as she performs her little entry into the ring and does her peace sign to the crowd bit. I start to get butterfly's in my stomach, just like I always do before an event, knowing that I'm about to make my entrance. The butterfly's don't concern me, it's just my excitement. As soon as the bell rings they will be gone. AC / DC "Thunderstruck" suddenly erupts over the sound system...
12:00 Zack_Davis: My music and my cue to make my entrance. I take a deep breath and step out onto the catwalk, pausing to strike a double bicep pose for the fans. The public address announcer trumpets my entry, "ANNNDDD HER OPPONENT, FROM THE BEACHES OF SUNNY SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA, STANDING AN EVEN 6' TALL AND WEIGHING IN AT 190 POUNDS, I GIVE YOU ZACK, 'THE ZACK ATTACK', DAVISSSSS." With exaggerated steps I stomp my way down the catwalk, as a chorus of boos reigns down from a group of pro Vivi morons. My blue speedo is a stark contrast to my dark surfers tan as I pause to flip them the double bird before rolling into the ring in a businesslike fashion. I fight barefoot, always have, and as I watch my foe warily, I shuffle my feet testing my traction as I peel my shirt off showing off my rippling muscles. Rolling my neck to get some last minute kinks out I step to my corner and await the begining of the match.
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12:08 Vivi_Meiro: I can't help but admire your strut and stomps to the ring, though the boos help calm my nerves as I've established myself as the fan favorite. The ripping of your shirt earns a mouthed 'wow' from me, but I quickly shake my head to refocus, finishing up my stretches and getting into a ready position from my corner. yt
12:24 Zack_Davis: With a smirk on my face I also approach the center of the ring, unable to hold back a verbal jab..."you're going to look good pinned on your back, Vivi" planting that thought into your mind. I approach cautiously, however, as I know from scouting you that you are a talented and sneaky fighter. The crowd always loves the ladies, just a way of life in my business, especially when the opponent dresses as sexy as Vivi has and wiggles her ass a little for the fans. I focus on the task at hand and await the opening bell. Yt
12:26 Vivi_Meiro: I scoff, returning your smirk with one of my own. My eyes go down then up, peeking at those red speedos before focusing on your arms. The moment the bell DINGS!... I step forward and attempt to break past any lockup, forgoing the usual tests of strength and rather trying to lock in a side headlock, needing to hop up slightly to try to get an arm around your head... yt
12:32 Zack_Davis: I was prepared for tricks you might try, but a headlock attempt wasn't something I would be a ever expected. You leap up and snag me by the neck, your solid 135 pound frame enough to double me over as you settle into your headlock with my head pinned against your bare side. I reach around your back and prepare for some sort of counter move. Yt
12:34 Vivi_Meiro: I keep the hold locked in around your head, wrenching down your neck and trying to pull you along as I pivot and rotate in the center of the ring. The pressure rises as the hold persists... and I try to show fans from all four sides my early lead, focusing on wearing you down as the match kicks off! yt
12:53 Zack_Davis: I've been exploring options to try to break your headlock, and with my left arm wrapped around your waist, I hook your near knee with my right hand, lifting and falling backwards with you, slamming you onto your back in a type of suplex like move. Yt
12:54 Vivi_Meiro: I figured the hold would be enough to keep you in your place, but the sudden lift catches me off guard as I originally braced for some strikes. My boots leave the mat as you lift and fall, before my back slams onto the mat with a thud, making me let go and roll away and arch my back in pain. "Argh!" yt
13:13 Zack_Davis: The move doesn't exactly leave me unfazed, however I am able to gain my hands and knees rather quickly. I see you not far from me arching your back in pain, and close the distance between us on my hands and knees. As I reach your side, I Interlock the fingers of both hands, reaching high from my knees, and slam a double fist down into your mid belly. Yt
13:16 Vivi_Meiro: I'm a bit too slow to react in time as the double fists slam into my stomach. My knees and torso curl up slightly from the impact, bringing up a boot to try to fend you off from further attacks. If given time, I merely try to roll away to make some distance, coughing a bit from the impact while trying to rise to my knees. yt
11:14 Zack_Davis: My fists meet your exposed belly as you are reacting from the impact of my back drop. I would have hit your belly again, but you got a boot up to fend me off. Smart girl, I think to myself, as you gain seperation by rolling away from me. I want to press my advantage, but not at the cost of recklessly chasing you. You manage to gain your knees, now facing each other on our knees. Too far away to mount any attack, however, I rise to my feet as I study you for signs of ill effects...yt
11:17 Vivi_Meiro: I scan over you on my knees, watching for your movements, though as you rise, so do I, pushing myself back up to my feet to even the odds. I let out a low growl as I try to focus a bit more, rubbing my stomach slightly before bringing both arms up in a ready position. And once ready to re-engage... I take a step forward, kicking out with my right boot, aiming for a toe kick to your gut! yt
12:33 Zack_Davis: We both have risen to our feet, facing each other having each gotten our opening blows in. Your hands are raised in the ready position as are mine, but while I have the size advantage you are quicker. You take a step in and land a surprisingly strong kick into my belly about navel high, and I let out an involuntary Unpfff as it lands hard, doubling me in my tracks as my hands clutch at my hurting belly.
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18:43 Vivi_Meiro: As the kick connects, I follow up with a reach down for your arm covering your stomach. Taking the wrist, I attempt to pull on it hard, aiming to whip you to the ropes with a slap on you back to send you off as I wait in the center.... preparing to dash at you with an arm extended to let you rebound into a clothesline at your chest! yt
19:07 Zack_Davis: As I rebound off the ropes, I see you winding up for a clothesline. I duck it, continuing to slingshot off the far rope back towards you. I drop my head hoping to hit you with a spear. Yt
19:09 Vivi_Meiro: My arm swings forward as you come back towards me, but I'm surprised to find your taller frame duck under as my arm smacks nothing but air! I turn around, to try to find you, but step too late as your shoulder rams my abs, knocking the wind out of me for a brief moment as I go down crashing on my back. yt
19:21 Zack_Davis: I tumble off to the side as my shoulder glances off of your belly. It was a desperate move, at 5'8" tall that clothesline could have taken my head off. I come off the ropes hopeful and I'm pleased as I catch a piece of you, but lose the ability to drive you into the mat. I roll to my knees as I careen off of you to see where we are. Yt
19:26 Vivi_Meiro: Though the spear nailed, it seems you can't quite follow up on it... giving me ample time to roll aside and take a quick breather on my rise back up to my knees. I rub my stomach again from the continued attacks to it, but I eventually get my arms up in a ready position... getting back up to my feet with you, then lunging in to try to strike the side of your head with a forearm! yt
19:38 Zack_Davis: We gain our feet, eyes glaring at each other now...we approach with our hands at the ready, lunging at you for a tie up. You're no rookie though, and as I leave an opening you take advantage as a veteran would, striking my temple with an elbow strike...damn I think, my head snaps to the side as my vision is overcome with a flash of white light...and it freaking hurt! Yt
19:42 Vivi_Meiro: The strike connects, dazing you for a brief moment. And to capitalize on my momentum, I step past to get behind you, back to back while reaching for your chin and neck from behind... and if all goes well, I grip tight and drop down, aiming to deliver a quick neckbreaker! yt
20:00 Zack_Davis: With my vision reduced to a flash of light, I never realized you had slipped behind me until I feel your hands on my chin. I recognize with horror what you are about to do and shout out to you "No no no!"...as if! You hit the move with efficient precision, sending sparks of electricity down my spine as a fall stunned in a heap. Yt
20:03 Vivi_Meiro: Both of us land on the mat, though I make the better of the exchange. I let go of your neck and sit up, turning my head around to find you stunned. "That oughta hurt!" I roll aside and push myself to my feet, once again displaying the speed on my side... "Now stay down!" as I dash to the ropes and rebound, hopping up just before I reach you, then extend my legs aiming for a leg drop across your chest! yt
20:10 Zack_Davis: My mind tells me to roll to the side as you leap in the air, but my body doesn't listen, obviously still stunned from your neck breaker. I have got to get back into this match somehow, but it won't be at this moment as you have gained a definite advantage and land your leg drop across my chest. I am able to somewhat lessen the harm you cause by flexing my chest before impact, but I still bounce as you land on me...I take a moment to make sure my heart is still beating! Yt
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20:17 Vivi_Meiro: My legs land on top of you as the canvas shakes a bit! I keep them on top as I look down at you, making sure to shuffle them over your shoulders to pin them down. Almost in a bit of a cocky pin, I signal for the ref to come over, as he checks the shoulders to make sure they're down. I raise a hand to count with the crowd as I go for the cheeky pin attempt... ONE! yt
20:25 Zack_Davis: Not quite that easily I think to my self, as I am starting to recover some what from your nasty attack. I have at least my arms back in my control, and as the ref reaches. TWO count, I raise my arm opposite from you high in the air, lifting my shoulder to break the count. Sensing you are getting a bit cocky, I decide to use that to my advantage. I have recovered apparently more than you realize, but I play wounded to see how I can turn this around. Yt
20:28 Vivi_Meiro: The ref stops the count as you raise your arm, earning a pout and a scoff from me. I pull my legs off of you, rotating onto my knees as I see your fatigued state. "Tired already? I knew it~" I reach down for your head, aiming to spin you onto your knees, pulling us both to our feet as I attempt to pull you into a frontal headlock should we both rise up... yt
20:37 Zack_Davis: Perhaps the opportunity I was hoping for, as you seem confident I am beaten. You roughly use my head to turn me to my knees, then pull me to my feet just as roughly. As you reach for a front headlock, I half fall half dive into your thighs, attempting to get you to your back on the ground where I have the advantage. Yt
20:42 Vivi_Meiro: I pull you up, but don't expect the sudden partial dive! The lunge catches me off guard as I can't quite find the balance to withstand it, hands slipping from your head. My back hits the mat with a soft thud, as I wince slightly, getting my arms up to defend myself as the crowd is on the edge of their seats. yt
20:49 Zack_Davis: My positioning isn't ideal, but I know your belly has taken some abuse. I try to slip a right hand under your guard to hopefully re-ignite that discomfort and perhaps soften you up a little to gain a better position. Yt
20:52 Vivi_Meiro: It's a bit difficult to defend from this position, as I can't get my arms down to block. I struggle a bit on the mat in this rough position, grinding my teeth as I feel the pound of your punch! Growling under you, I just try to shove or push you off, but struggle to find much ground... yt
21:01 Zack_Davis: Your fighting spirit is undeniable as you growl under my offensive, while I attempt to improve my position further up your body while using my weight to try to keep you pinned down. I grasp at your right wrist with my left hand, trying to look for control of that arm. Yt
21:06 Vivi_Meiro: As you move up my body, I kick my legs around against the mat, more or less just trying to struggle around and make your transition difficult to move ahead with. But with my arms up in defense, I can't pull them away in time as my wrist is taken, as I just try to pull away from you. "Grrgh... get off!" yt
21:14 Zack_Davis: With control of your right wrist, I slip my right arm through ours to establish a hammerlock, while I struggle to catch your thrashing left leg in a single leg figure four to contain you from possibly squirming free. Yt
21:17 Vivi_Meiro: The hammerlock gets a gasp out of me as I feel the tension build around my shoulder and arm, but with my kicking leg, I just fire it backwards as you struggle to catch it. My body just rotates side to side, trying to throw you off your balance as I do my best to avoid getting stuck in a worse spot! yt
21:24 Zack_Davis: I abandon my efforts at trying to capture your leg, you're to smart for that I realize. With control of you right arm, I swingy legs to your left side into a side mount position, allowing for an even more awkward position for your trapped arm.
21:36 Vivi_Meiro: The moment I feel my legs are no longer in danger, I instead tuck my knees in as you start to shuffle around my back to mount from my side. With a push and pull, I just try to sit up a bit more, taking some of the pain from the lock, but trying to roll to a seated position to get better leverage... at the very least stop laying on the canvas! yt
22:59 Zack_Davis: I'm losing interest in that hammerlock, not really a submission hold but hopefully weakened your arm somewhat. I consider a kimora lock, but feel you're probably experienced enough to have a counter up your sleeve. I see you've tucked your knees, and from my side mount position I aim a sharp knee towards your left buttock. My thoughts are if it hurts, good. If it distracts you enough for me to switch positions successfully, even better. You're partially sitting anyways to relieve the pressure from the hammerlock, and like a chess player I plot my next move. Yt
23:11 Vivi_Meiro: With my knees tucked in, I try to push up, though the sharp knee earns a yelp from me as I continue to struggle in the hold! The sharp pain deters me for a moment, but I keep trying to move into that fully seated position, just to try to get to my knees and eventually push up to our feet. There's still quite some fight in me, even as my arm continues to be worn down from your controlled grip. My free arm tries to reach out, then blindly launch back for an elbow strike wherever I can hit... yt
23:22 Zack_Davis: I gamble as my knee strikes your cute butt cheek. Instead of returning that leg to to side mount, since my knee is already at your butt I try to throw it over to your legs and around your waist. I release the hammerlock while I pivot on my left butt cheeks, trying to swing my right leg around your back, with the intentions of gaining back control with legs cinched in. Somewhere in the transition process of trying to position my legs, however, your wicked little wild elbow catches me right on the hinge of my jaw. It lights me right up enough that I can't finish my leg lock, as now my left leg is on your lap, my right to your side as you sit between my legs. Yt
23:26 Vivi_Meiro: It's clear you have the expertise in technical holds as you move around me and give little way for me to escape, but with my elbow finding its mark, I try to rotate underneath you. If given enough room, I simple sit on my ass, scoot back to get some space and free myself from your mounted position... then launch a boot targeted for your back, hoping to get some space to finally detangle us from each other! yt
23:40 Zack_Davis: "Fuuucckk!" I shout, partially in frustration and partially in pain. You don't have a full force kick from your seated position, but it hurts enough to get my attention. I should have just kept beating this lady in the belly I think to myself as a hand goes to my back. We get hurt in this business, though, I swipe for a hand full of your hair and miss as you scoot free...I chuckle a little bit as we seperate, "How's your ass cheek feeling?" I tease. Yt
23:45 Vivi_Meiro: I scoot backwards and push up to my feet, rubbing my ass with one hand while shaking out my other arm from the prolonged hammerlock. Exhaustion is already setting in especially after getting attacked from different fronts, but I keep a determined expression facing you. "Oh it's felt worse." Not adding any further comment to that. I step forward as I wait for you to rise, aiming to get my hands behind your head to keep you bent down, then try to follow up with a thigh strike upwards to your chest! yt
23:53 Zack_Davis: You're definitely a veteran but so am I, never taking my eyes from you as I gain my feet, wagging my finger at you in a "no no no" manner. I take a couple of steps circling you before lunging at you with my head down for a tie up, basically walking right into what you were planning to do anyways. This time you got your entire athletic 135 pounds into the strike, and even though I play it off as not being hurt, I am. My legs fold under me as I fall to my knees with my arms wrapping my belly, trying to gasp for air like a fish out of water. Yt
23:56 Vivi_Meiro: I smile the moment the strike connects, feeling you crumple in front of me. My body feels heavy, but I know I need to keep fighting on... and staying above you bolsters my confidence agan. Seeing you stunned and seemingly downed, I again reach down for your wrist, aiming to pull you back up to your feet and send you careening with an irish whip into the turnbuckle instead!
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00:04 Zack_Davis: I'm a better than average athlete but not even I can recover from that strike quickly enough to offer any resistance, as you ease me to my feet on legs that are still not solid, you easily send me careening into the turnbuckle. I manage to turn before impact so I take the impact with my back and I'm not really sure that was even a good idea as I arch my back while sagging into the corner, the only thing supporting me are my arms drapped over opposing top ropes..."Fucking ... BITCH!" are the only words I am able to form. Yt
00:08 Vivi_Meiro: I watch you slam into the turnbuckle, expectedly seeing your back hit the padding. Noticing you begin to sag down, I take a moment to catch a breath and raise one of my arms, pointing to the ceiling and slowly stepping in a circle to rile up the crowd and show off my confidence. After a few seconds of taunting, I bring my hand down to point at you with a finger gun and wink... before dashing forward, gritting my teeth, and ducking low... trying to spear you into the corner! yt
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00:09 Vivi_Meiro: (nice angle)
00:11 Zack_Davis: 😉
00:15 Zack_Davis: With my back arched from the impact into the corner, your shoulder has even more room to drive me brutally back into the buckles. I make no pretense of not feeling that one, as your shoulder sinks well into my belly beyond the defense of my 6 pack abs. With an involuntary "Uuunnngghhhhh" I fold over you with my butt rammed up on the second rope turnbuckle. Yt
00:15 Zack_Davis: (I think I'm screwed...bitch!)
00:18 Vivi_Meiro: (I'm sure you still have some fight left in ya!)
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00:20 Vivi_Meiro: My shoulder rams hard, pushing you up against the middle buckle until I eventually relent, pulling back. Then bending low, I try to take one of your legs and pull it out from under you into a seated position. If successful, I take a step back and turn around, raising both hands in the air as the crowd gets louder. I scoff, "You wanted to know if my ass hurts, huh?!..." as my local fans chant louder 'Stinkface! Stinkface!' yt
00:24 Zack_Davis: I drop unceremoniously to my butt, my hands falling to my lap as I see you wiggling your butt, showing off for your fans. It's not really an unpleasant site I think to myself, as I look for a way to get my battered body out of this mess. Yt
00:26 Vivi_Meiro: Once finished appeasing the crowd, I begin to back up with my arms out wide ready to lean on the top ropes.... "Pucker up!" attempting to deliver a demeaning stinkface and rub my cheeks all of your's! yt
00:31 Zack_Davis: Your ass is right in front of my face, and frankly you have a pretty nice ass. At the moment, however, I'm not really interested in having my face in it. I Interlock my hands with my fingers intertwined, and as you stand there straddling my legs, I do the only thing I'm really capable of right now. With what strength I can muster, I lift my doubled fist up sharply, hoping to catch you off guard in the groin. Yt
00:33 Vivi_Meiro: (Low blow? Oww!)
00:35 Zack_Davis: (*shrugs* I didn't know what else to do!)
00:35 Vivi_Meiro: (XD)
00:36 Vivi_Meiro: I step back and thrust my hips at you, but the sudden sensation between my legs halts me in my tracks, with my heels even leaving the mat slightly as my legs close up. "AUUH!..." A hand leaves the ropes to cover my crotch in pain, while I still hold onto it with the other for support. I step forward heavily staggered and bent forward, mouth hung open as I cope with the pain. The crowd however really lets their opinions heard upon denying them a sight and such a counter. yt
00:44 Zack_Davis: Not really concerned with the fans opinion at the moment, I take a certain pleasure in feeling your sensitive private parts yield to my fists. As you stagger away in reaction, I get to my hands and knees to stalk you. Hooking your leg, I try to roll you over me into a pin, but you're steadying yourself with the top rope. It becomes a struggle to see if I can apply enough leverage to loosen your grip. Yt
00:47 Vivi_Meiro: My grip remains on the top rope as you take my leg, keeping myself steady. Though stunned from the blow, I try to muster enough strength to try to shove that leg at your abdomen to make some space! If I can get you away, I leave the ropes and step forward, but move slowly and bend forward slightly in my walk, still recoiling from the strike. yt
00:57 Zack_Davis: Your escape is successful but as you stagger towards the center of the ring, I have a surge of adrenaline as I am looking at wounded prey. I gain my feet and stalk behind you, wrapping my arms around your waist from behind. If I can get my grip around you tight enough, my plan is a German suplex.
01:08 Vivi_Meiro: I aim to approach the ring, wanting to get back in your face, but my body doesn't turn as quickly as I'd like. You remain out of my sight while I struggle to get back in the fight... and I gasp as I feel your arms around my waist, getting my hands on your wrist only when it's already too late!
01:13 Zack_Davis: Locking my arms around your waist, grabbing my wrist with a hand to lock it tight, I squeeze your athletic waist tight. I lift you off your feet, turning slightly to clear the ropes and fall backwards while arching my back, driving you to the mat in a German suplex. I maintain my grip around your waist, holding you in position for a possible 3 count. Yt
01:16 Vivi_Meiro: My eyes widen as my boots leave the mat, sent up and over you until my shoulders and the back of my head thud against the canvas, shaking the ring! My legs fold over myself as you bridge the pin... "U-uunh..." I groan as the ref slides in for the count. The crowd joins in... ONE!....TWO!.... But I bring my boots in and attempt to fire them upwards almost acting on instinct, looking to break the pin and land on my side, though heavily exhausted even so... yt
01:19 Zack_Davis: You manage to break the count by rolling to the side, but I still have you around the waist in a death grip. I squeeze as hard as I can as we lie almost in a big spoon / little spoon position, trying to squeeze the wind right out of you. Yt
01:21 Vivi_Meiro: I'm not afforded time to recover as you arms remain around my waist, as all I can do is again try to sit up. The grip forces more stamina out of me as sweat beats down my brow. My hands go to your wrist to try to unlock them, as I grind my teeth for my efforts. "Get off!..." I grunt in more distress than ever before, as I just try to reduce the tension on your hold... yt
01:25 Zack_Davis: As you try to sit up, I relax just a bit to allow you to, a set up. I lean back enough to slip a leg through underneath your butt and again try for a body scissors from behind you. Yt
01:27 Vivi_Meiro: Somehow it's a bit easier to, as I get on my butt. As the move transitions into a scissor however, I try to simply lean and fall forward, trying to escape your hold, even reaching forward towards the bottom rope if I have to! yt
01:34 Zack_Davis: I release my arm grip as I gain control of your core with my legs, hooking my ankles and locking in the scissors with my tree trunk thighs. Unrelenting I squeeze tight, leaning forward with you. I snake a hand around your neck to try to keep you from reaching the rope. Yt
01:37 Vivi_Meiro: My hand swipes, but it misses the ropes as you get your hand around my neck! The pull sends me back leaning on top of you as I'm caught in that chokehold-like grip. I gasp for air as I paw at your wrist, doing my best to resist as long as I can, though it's clear my strength is rapidly waning... yt
01:41 Zack_Davis: With my rear naked choke finally locked in I fall to my back with you locked in the hold, arching my back to stretch your body as I feel you begin to go limp as you lay on top of me. Yt
01:46 Vivi_Meiro: I feel my vision starting to fade as I continue to pry at your grip! I don't want to tap... I refuse to... but my body can't take anymore pressure and pain. I shut my eyes for my efforts to try to escape the hold, but the tight choke forces my expression to relax and my hands to slip from your wrists.... until my struggling begins to slow to a crawl... ending with one hand thudding onto the canvas beside us. yt
01:54 Zack_Davis: The ref rushes over and jumps in as your body lapses into unconsciousness, pulling at my arm yelling "Let her go Zack, it's over!". My mind takes a moment to comprehend what he is saying. Like the gladiatrix that you are, you chose to fight to the very last rather than tap out. Much respect. I push myself up with your limp body still on top of me as I unlock my scissors. Patting your face lightly to make sure you're breathing. Yt
01:57 Vivi_Meiro: I lay on top of you as the ref signals for you to stop. The crowd lets out an uproar, mixed of cheers and jeers as it appears the match is over in your favor! The bit of patting isn't enough to rouse me, but it earns a slight groan out of me as I'm still rendered practically unconscious in defeat...

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Published: 2022-09-18, viewed 135 times.