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Zoey_Zo_Good: NHB Pro match with no DQ and Falls Count Anywhere rules in the OPCW arena.

Zoey_Zo_Good:

Agbod_David: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is valid for the first round of the OPCW Flash Mixed Wrestling Tournament. The first contender comes from the heart of Europe. Straight from Brussels, but with the heart of the lions of Africa, standing 182 cm and 81 kg, please welcome Agbod 'The Prestige' David. I wear my orange shorts, bare feet, white wristbands. I enter the arena and walk towards the ring with a brisk stride, my muscles shiny from the oil used in the locker room that makes my body greasy and shiny. I quickly climb the steel steps and stop on the ring apron. I look at the crowd, do a flex and then enter through the ropes. I go to my corner to await your arrival.

Agbod_David:

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Zoey_Zo_Good: The crowd dies down after my opponent makes his entrance, then the announcer continues "And his opponent...from right here in the heart of the USA.....standing 5'7" tall and weighing 119 pounds...please welcome....the Zensational Zoooeeeyy!" I step out from the back and strike a sexy pose at the top of the ramp, my hot young body fit and toned, nicely tanned, wearing my little pink sports bra and matching shorts, also barefoot, waving like a beauty queen and blowing some kisses to my fans in the crowd. Then I start to strut to the ring like a supermodel, noticing a fair amount of boos from my opponent's fans too, so I make it a point to flip those losers off with my middle fingers as I near the ring and climb onto the apron, stepping through the ropes in a slow, sexy way bsore getting to the center of the ring, striking another sexy pose, then backing into my corner across from my sculpted, black opponent, looking you up and down, feeling confident still, my heart racing with anticipation as I wait for the bell....

Zoey_Zo_Good:

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Agbod_David: You enter the ring as if you were performing at a fashion show. I watch you from my corner, very skeptical. You strike a lot of poses, but what can you actually do? I turn to the referee, "Ring the fucking bell, I've had enough of this bullshit!"

Agbod_David:

Zoey_Zo_Good: You turn to the referee, who is really just there to count pins since it's a no DQ, falls count anywhere match, and scream at him like a madman to ring the bell. I obviously have gotten under your skin already. You're not the first man to underestimate me in the ring. So when you turn your attention to the ref, even if only for a second, I try to display my speed and dart across the ring toward you, leaping up, and trying to deliver a dropkick with my bare feet aimed at your chest just as the ref signals for the starting bell DING DING....yt

Agbod_David: I glance at the referee for only a moment, but the distraction is fatal. When I look back at you, I see you already hurtling toward me, like a bullet. Your bare feet crash into my chest and send me reeling back into the corner. My back hits the buckles, my hands slam into the top rope. I cough. yt

Agbod_David:

Zoey_Zo_Good: My feet smash into your black glistening pecs and send you reeling backwards, slamming into the corner as I roll over on the mat and push swiftly back up to my feet, seeing you in the corner, your abs look like a target, and I aim to get a bullseye, sprinting at you again, this time lowering my shoulder as I near you in the corner and looking to smash my right shoulder hard into your abs in the corner..yt

Agbod_David: I'm in the corner and you run toward me, quickly, like a gazelle. Then you bend down to strike me in the torso, but just then I raise my leg and expose my knee. I try to counter your attack by hitting you with a knee right in the middle of the face. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: As I am just about ready to impact your gut with my shoulder, you swing your knee up and CRAAAACK "AAauugghhfff!" smash it hard into my pretty face, stopping me in my tracks, my head snapping to the side as I collapse to my knee in front of you now, one hand holding my jaw, the other one reaching out pressing on your hip as my head pounds and throbs now...yt

Agbod_David: I hear a cracking sound; the impact of my knee on your face was very strong. You're bent over, and I grab your blond hair to lift your head and bring you back to an upright position. Then, with my right hand, I try to hit you with a jab to the cheek, using all the strength I have and the skill I've acquired after years of amateur boxing. yt

RazorSharp: No Zoey! Don't give up!

Agbod_David:

Zoey_Zo_Good: I wince out as you grab my long hair and jerk up, straightening me upright in front of you again. Then, you draw back and try to punch me in the cheek with your right fist SMAACK "Aahhghh!" snapping my head back again, making me stumble backwards a bit now, dazed, toward the center of the ring...yt

Elaina: Pfft, this weak bitch is nothing, she'll lose -smirks and looks at her patheticness-

Agbod_David: My blow hurt. I shake my hand because of the pain in my knuckles. "What was it? Four stars out of five?" I smile, watch you stagger, then lunge forward and try to hit you with a scissor kick to your face. yt

Elaina: Finish that bitch off!

Zoey_Zo_Good: You run your mouth before coming back at me as I stagger backwards toward the middle of the ring. Then, you lunge toward me about the time I get my feet planted under me, and I see you leap and spin, and as you extend your leg, I instinctively drop down to one knee, allowing your foot to pass over my head and kick nothing but the air...yt

Elaina: Damnit!

Gladius_Maz: Come on David! Tame the brat!

Agbod_David: My foot pushes the air above your head. I step past you, and when I put my feet back on the ground, it takes me a while to regain my balance. "Shit!" I whisper. Then I turn around and try to see where you are so I don't give you time to recover. yt

RazorSharp: Show em what you got Zexy Zoey!

Zoey_Zo_Good: On one knee as your foot passes over my head, you stumble past me and regain your footing. I push back to my feet and keep my back toward you, waiting on you to turn back around and as soon as you do, I try to spin and swing my own leg out myself aiming to smash my bare foot right into your stomach....

Zoey_Zo_Good:

Zoey_Zo_Good: Yt

Agbod_David: As soon as I turn around, you're already moving to strike me. Your foot presses into my abdomen. I try to flex my muscles, but I can't absorb the blow. I double over, hands on my stomach, huff and take a few steps back. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: My foot slams into your abs with a SMACK, making you grunt out and double over in front of me. Seeing this, my lips curl in a confident grin now as I say "so you're a striker huh?! Well...how's this for a strike...asshole!" I shout as I try to grab your head as you are bent over to keep it steady, then quickly try to ram my right knee hard up into your face as hard as I can! yt

Agbod_David: You lower my head and simultaneously raise your knee. You hit me in the face. My head snaps back, my back arches, I stagger a few steps and then fall to the corner of the ring, sitting down. I shake my head, I need to recover. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: My knee drives into your face with a loud, satisfying CRACK sound, making you stagger back and fall to your ass in the corner against the ropes. I try to press my advantage, but not rushing in out of control. Instead I strut up to you, raising my right bare foot when I get in front of you and pressing it against your throat, grabbing the top ropes for support as I then press my foot hard down into your throat, blatantly choking you now as I smirk wickedly and say "come on David....come on! What's wrong?! Can't ya breathe?!" I shout, taunting you..yt

Agbod_David: I can barely breathe. Your bare, sweaty foot presses against my nose, covering my mouth. The situation is humiliating, because I'm literally under your foot. I kick, trying to knock you off balance, but I can't, until I desperately try to hit you in the groin with a right punch. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: My little bare foot presses against your face, then your throat, making you gag and squirm under me as you desperately try to get free, eventually throwing a punch toward my groan and "Uuannghhff" hitting me in the inner thigh, making me stagger just a bit, enough for the pressure to come off your throat for a moment as I quickly try to get it back on you..yt

Agbod_David: I hit you in the groin, managing to make you step back. But not enough to get out of the corner and have time to get back to my feet. Seeing you coming toward me, I roll sideways and slip under the bottom rope to escape out of the ring. I walk across the ring floor to get away from you. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: As I try to reset my foot against your throat again, you roll out of the way and disappear out of the ring. I smirk down at you and shout "running away like the little bitch you are huh?! I thought you were a big man...not a scared little bitch!" I shout with a chuckle as I step through the ropes onto the apron, seeing you walking away I hop off the apron and run toward you, trying to come up behind you, grab you by the head and push you down into the steel guard rail..yt

Agbod_David: You come up behind me, you push me, and I hit the guardrail, thankfully not with my head. I manage to partially block it with my hands. I collapse, my chest on the guardrail, my arms dangling in the spectator area. I shake my head to catch my breath, as I sense your presence behind me. A woman bends a steel chair and passes it to me. "Kill that bitch," she whispers. I nod, then raise the chair above my head and try to hit you backward, thinking you're standing a few inches away from me. yt

RazorSharp: Hey! that's cheating!! Zoey no!!!

Zoey_Zo_Good: You slam into the railing, dislodging it a bit, and from behind it looks to me like you hit it head first before collapsing on it. Thinking you are more stunned than you are, thinking you hit your head, I come right up behind you, pressing my body against yours, my hips against your ass as you are bent over the railing, but just as I start to reach for your head as I stand behind you, suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, you swing a steel chair up and over your head backwards, and CLAAAAAAANG "AAAUUUGGHHHFFF!" I shriek out in pain as the chair smashes into my head, snapping my head back and opening up a gash on my forehead, my body flopping backwards and down hard onto the concrete floor, my head bloodied now as I moan, dazed and in pain, my hands coming up to hold my splitting head...yt

Agbod_David: The chair shakes after it hits your head. The noise can be heard even in the farthest corners of the arena. I turn around, holding onto the chair, and look at you, down on your back. A trickle of blood runs down your forehead. "Stay  down," I say, gripping the chair with both hands and slamming it straight down to try to hit you in the chest. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: On my back on the arena floor now, stunned after the steel chair smashes into my forehead, blood starting to trickle down my face when you turn around, still holding the chair, and swing down at me again, this time stabbing me in the chest with the top of the chair "UUUHHNNGGHFFF!" crushing my tits and driving more of the air out of me as I flop around on my back on the concrete now...yt

Agbod_David: Two chair shots have given me a significant advantage, and I see you gasping on the ground. "What, you didn't want to play rough?" I grab the chair and slide it under your neck while you're lying on the ground, then I walk over to the announce table, where there's another chair. I close it and place it over your face. Then I climb the steel steps and walk onto the ring apron. I look at you and brace myself for a brutal attack. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: As I lay dazed and moaning on the floor now, bleeding from my forehead and my chest throbbing, you side the cold hard steel chair under my neck and I don't even realize what you're doing. Then I feel more cold steel against my head, this time, on my face as you lay a chair across my pretty features before climbing onto the apron...yt

Agbod_David: The crowd yells "NOOOO!" But I'm not the type to give in to pity. I give you one last look and then jump to land, feet together, with a double foot stomp, on the chair that's positioned in your face. My goal is to crush your skull with all my weight. yt

RazorSharp: NOOOOO!!!

Zoey_Zo_Good: With the chair on my face, I cant even see it coming. But, after you leap off the apron, I sure as shit feel it when you stomp both your feet violently hard down onto the steel chair as it lays across my face. CRUUUUUUUNNCCH "AAAAAAAHHHGGGGHHH!!" I scream out in pain and my sexy body jerks from the impact as the chair crushes my nose and lips underneath, blood splattering onto the mat and the other steel chair under my head, which is dented by the back of my skull being driven down into it at the same time. My sexy legs lift up off the canvas then flop limply back down with a heavy THUD, my ankles roll outward and my body relaxes as blood seeps out from under the chairs now.

Agbod_David: My weight crushes your face and head between the two chairs. The crowd goes silent. I lose my balance and fall to the ground next to you. I know I could have killed you, and I'm not so sure you can survive this attack. But I just want to win, and if it takes hurting someone to win, I'll do it. I move the chair away from your face. This is a count-fall anywhere match. So I grab your leg and pull it, put my chest on yours, and start the pinfall. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: You kick the chair away from my head and it reveals to the crowd the extent to which you've crushed my face, blood smeared all over it as you lay your chest across mine and hook my sexy leg, "unnghfhf" making me moan out softly as you pin me, folding my sexy body in half as you hook one leg. The ref kneels on the concrete beside me and slaps the floor "Onne....." being careful not to slap his hand in the blood "twwwooo..." yt

Agbod_David: I continue to stay on top of you, I feel confident that you won't move. The ref slaps TWO... I'm just waiting for the final count yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: Although I'm bloody and being pinned hard on the arena floor, I'm still conscious, even if I'm too dazed to know what is going on, my instincts and every muscle and ounce of energy in my body kicks in after hearing the 2 count and as the ref raises his hand to make the 3 count, I desperately try to twist my shoulder up off the ground under you..yt

Agbod_David: The referee is counting, I'm just waiting for three. I count in my head, but before I slam my hand down for the third time, he stops. You've moved your shoulder just enough to break free from the pinfall. "What?" I look at the referee, eyes wide, in disbelief. "It's not possible." The crowd erupts in a thunderous applause. I grab your hair and stand up, trying to pull you up too, but only on your knees. I place your head between my thighs. "That means you don't care about your life." I put my hands on your hips, squat down, and lift you up, placing you upside down in a piledriver position. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: I manage to summon enough strength to kick out after your brutal assault, but all it seems to do rather than demoralize you, is anger you as you get up and rip me up off the floor, shoving my head between your thick legs and closing them tight, blood from my face smearing on your inner thighs as you lean over and wrap your arms around my sexy body and waist, clamping tight against my sexy stomach before lifting me up and holding me upside down now over the steel chair, my sexy legs and bare feet pointed up at the ceiling as blood dribbles from my face onto the steel chair and concrete floor below...yt

Agbod_David: I hold you up for a few seconds, then move to a bent chair and lay it on the floor. "Good night," I drop my ass to the ring floor and hit your head on the steel chair with a sit-out pilidriver. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: You position yourself perfectly over the already dented chair, already smeared in blood before you shout out "good night" and drop straight down, driving the top of my pretty blonde head violently into the steel chair as it lays on the unforgiving concrete floor underneath CRAAAAAAACCCK I let out a deep guttural groan "UUUHHHHNGHHHH" as my neck compresses and my sexy body stiffens then goes completely limp in your arms, blood again splattering from the top of my head as you bust me open with the piledriver and leave my sexy body to flop down limply like a corpse in a pool of my own blood....yt

Agbod_David: Your head hits the chair, the noise is loud. I drop you to the floor. You can't have survived this time. I place you on your back and lie on top of your body. I look at the referee and wait for him to count. yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: This time you roll me over onto my back and I flop over like a ragdoll, completely limp when you lay across me, pinning me flat, your abs pressing down into my belly and chest, crushing my tits and abs flat, your weight forcing some blood to spit up onto my lips, hooking my limp, sexy leg again. The ref drops and counts again "Onneee......twooo....." and I offer no resistance.

Zoey_Zo_Good: yt

Agbod_David: I feel super confident, I can't imagine how you could break this pin. I look at the ref "c'mon!" i say while I just wait for the final slap yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: I don't move a muscle...I can't. I just lay there with my belly and tits crushed flat under you as you lay on top of my limp, KO'd body, and the ref ultimately slaps the floor for the 3rd and final tome THREE....that's i! She's out....ring the bell!" he shouts DING DING DING...yt

Agbod_David: I release your leg and stand on my feet. It was a hard fight, harder than I expected, but my victory has never been in a doubt. I feel proud of my victory and show my biceps to the crowd. I leave you on the floor while my music starts yt

Zoey_Zo_Good: The bell rings and you drop my sexy leg and peel yourself off me KO'd body, getting to your feet over me and flexing for the crowd before walking away to the next round of the tournament, leaving me a sexy, but bloody mess on the arena floor.

Zoey_Zo_Good: End?

RazorSharp: That was good

RazorSharp: But hoooollyyyyy it took a bloody turn