Strike OR Pass

18:04 Amalia_Torres: fighting bitches

18:05 Anna_jay8: Okay 🤝🏻

18:06 Amalia_Torres: start us, may the more moroccan wins

18:08 Cintna: so who claims to be stronger ?

18:08 Amalia_Torres: moroccan girls

18:09 Cintna: wow! what are you proud of ?!

18:09 Anna_jay8: Algeria 💪🏻

18:09 Amalia_Torres: proud of making algerians under our feet

18:11 Cintna: I grab Anna's hair from behind when she is talking to Amalia and ask What are you bitch proud of?

18:47 Anna_jay8: You grab my hair and I feel pain as a result, then I deliver an elbow strike towards your stomach. "That's what we're proud of."

18:49 Amalia_Torres: "fight someone your skills and size, dumb bitch" I enter the ring and pose behind you

18:49 Amalia_Torres:

18:50 Anna_jay8: After everything that happened in the locker room, I emerge from behind the curtain in my red outfit: a bra, very short shorts, high heels, and baggy socks. I'm Anna Jay, one of the stars of AEW. I walk towards the ring, shake hands with the audience, then enter and spin around, waving and blowing kisses. After that, I head to my corner

18:50 Anna_jay8:

18:51 SophiaKitty: *sits down with some popcorn*

18:52 Amalia_Torres: I make my way with my pink bra and bottoms stepping after you in the unity ring, then looking at you with a devilish smirk... "prepare to be crushed today" I put my arms on the ropes, taking a deep breath then jumping in the air, I slip in and walk to the center "ready when you are" I get in my fighting stance.

18:54 Sybille: (hi unity....takes a seat outside the ring)

18:54 Amalia_Torres: "WHO SUPPORTS MOROCCO?"

18:54 Anastasia_the_brawler: Nobody ?

18:54 RazorSharp: "MEEEEE!"

18:54 Anna_jay8: I smile with quiet sarcasm at her threats, remaining steadfast in my fighting stance, giving her no chance to show off further. I rush towards her at full speed the moment the clash is declared, surprising her with a swift and direct punch to her face to shatter her arrogance from the very first moment.

18:55 Sybille: Me

18:57 Amalia_Torres: My hands raise up, preparing for your attacks, since this is a grudge math, you would give your best, which scares me a little, but I can slow you down... You charge at me, sending a swift punch to my face, that I try to parry with my hands but it slips into my forehead, causing me to stumble backwards dizzily, but trying to regain my stance "UBFFFF AHHHHH"

19:01 Amalia_Torres:

19:04 Anna_jay8: I stand confidently and smile sarcastically as she struggles with dizziness, and I say to her sharply: 'Is that all you have? I warned you!' I grab your hair and hit it against one of the corners.

19:05 Amalia_Torres: I wince once you tug on my hair pulling it into you, trying to have a hold as you go violenty "AGHH WAIT WAIT NO NO NOOOO" I SLAM my head to the corner and fall down dizzy and dazed, on my stomach trying to wiggle but in vain, hoping to crawl away from you slowly.

19:09 Anna_jay8: I stand haughtily, watching her desperate attempts to crawl, then slowly and heavily advance to place my foot harshly on her back.

19:12 Amalia_Torres: As I am trying to escape from you so I can rest a little bit, your foot SLAMS HARD into my back, knocking the wind out of me and making me roll onto my side, before getting on my back and trying to desperately pull back to the corner "d..ddam you.. bitch"

19:18 Anna_jay8: I smile with malicious sarcasm as I hear her swearing, and I don't hesitate to step forward immediately, placing my foot firmly over her mouth or chin to press down with my full weight and silence her, standing with a smug look: 'I can't hear you very well... Try it again if you dare.'

19:21 Amalia_Torres: As I am on my back, trying to recover, I see your foot ooking forwards, aimed at my face, so I use my hands trying to push back on your heel as fast as I can. If successful, I would immediately anchor my knee, then release a slamming heel kick into your shin, hoping to make you unbalanced, then shover your foot back so I can recover.

19:24 Anna_jay8: I receive the shock of a sudden heel kick on my shinbone with unexpected force, my entire body jerking and losing my balance in an instant. My leg jerks backward as I let out a muffled cry of pain, a burning tremor running through my limbs as I collapse to one knee in disbelief.

19:27 Amalia_Torres: Once you flop on one knee, I get on my as then roll to both of my knees holding on the rope, I grab it with both hands and pull from it, giving myself enough... to hopefully CHARGE at you full force into your stumbling body, I wold leap at you hoping to getchu down.

19:31 Anna_jay8: Taking advantage of my sudden impulse and loss of balance, she launches herself towards me like an arrow, supported by the strength of the ropes. She slams into me with her full body and weight in a swift attack that throws me from my place. My breath comes in gasps, and I plummet abruptly onto the hard canvas amidst the reverberating echo of a violent impact that shakes the ring. I lie there, stunned, struggling to catch my ragged breath.

19:31 Anna_jay8:

19:35 Amalia_Torres: And I am finally getting back my energy, seeing you on my back spread like an eagle, I turn around you and flex my muscles arrogantly, before pulling you from my hair "this is my payback, bitch" then settle behind you, I hook my arm around your neck trying to headlock you for some seconds

19:35 Amalia_Torres:

19:36 LusciousLaura: get her Amalia!

19:38 Anna_jay8: Her iron arm wraps tightly and painfully around my neck as her grip tightens on my hair, pulling it back. I let out a stifled groan as I writhe helplessly under this terrifying pressure. My vision begins to blur, my breath gradually falters, and my body feels heavy and numb, unable to draw air amidst her mocking gaze. I endure the suffocating grip, staggering, then reach out to grasp her arm around my neck and try to push it away with both hands as I flail my legs.

19:38 Cintna: wow fight!

19:41 Amalia_Torres: I feel you fighting back to regain some power in the match, while I am also trying to lock you in my grsp, but you maage to break free, but as I am behind you, I would quickly SLAM my knee into your back, trying to make you gassed out in the process. The pressure was unbearable in my opinion but you made me be sure that you still can put a fight, I roll back and look at your state, if you are ready to fight again.

19:43 Anna_jay8: I finally manage to escape her suffocating grip with great difficulty, gasping for breath and trying to regain my balance. But I barely catch my breath before she surprises me with a swift and brutal knee slam, targeting the center of my back with full force. The impact pierces my ribs, emptying the last drop of air from my chest. I stagger in pain and collapse onto my stomach, clutching the canvas with trembling hands, struggling to keep my head up.

19:49 Amalia_Torres: And when you flop on your stomach struggling to keep up, I back off and raise my hands looking around, walking around as I tower over you in full confidence and determination "we don't talk too much now huh?" I giggle and get closer to you as I lean over, seeing if you will still fight or not, but then I GRAB you by the hair and PULL your head to me "you never compare yourself to somothing moroccan, because you will always look PATHETIC"

19:49 Amalia_Torres:

19:53 Anna_jay8: I endure the most excruciating pain as I defiantly raise my eyes to her despite her tight grip on my hair, and I smile mockingly through the blood and sweat, saying, 'Looks like you need to repeat the lesson to learn who the truly pathetic one is!' Then I try to surprise her with a quick, direct punch to her jaw that completely loosens her grip.

19:56 Amalia_Torres: Once I feel that I got you in my grasp and it is okay to underestimate you, I make a big mistake by ignoring you, so I pay by getting myself a SHARP punch towards my jaw THWAKKKK! your knuckle makes my body stagger backwards and fall on my side holding my chin eyes fluttering.

20:01 Anna_jay8: I stagger backward, panting heavily, leaning against the ropes and rubbing my aching hand. Looking at her, sprawled on her side, I smile defiantly, thinking, "Who's underestimating whom now?" I give her no chance to catch her breath after that punch; I lunge at her, limping, grabbing her by the collar and unleashing a flurry of rapid blows in the center of the ring to assert my dominance.

20:07 Amalia_Torres: I am on my side but spread enough to be exposed, the time you quickly LEAP at my body and lunge at me full speed, making me get knocked down some more as you keep making me in trouble... I get choked and try to gulp air in vain. The blows weaken me as I stop breathing and wince contracting my face in pain "AGHHHHH FUCK NO NO NOOO"

20:10 Anna_jay8: I firmly planted my knees beside her and clamped both hands around her neck with terrifying pressure. I leaned close to her ear and whispered angrily, my voice sharp, "I told you never to underestimate me... This is what you get for your arrogance!" I relished her momentary collapse and complete surrender. Then, I released the pressure for just a moment, allowing her to catch her breath as she gasped for air. I stepped away slowly, smoothing my hair with a smug, confident smile, my arms raised high.

20:13 Amalia_Torres: Your whispers are now scaring me, you let me flop down on my chest and chin first, then groan and whine in pain as I try to roll around to my side, puhing my elbow to slightly get up, my head racing like crazy and my heart pounding on my chest... I cough repeatedly from the attacks that you gave me, trying to regain my senses as you tower over me now.

20:13 Amalia_Torres:

20:19 Anna_jay8: I watch her pathetic attempts to get up with a cold smile, and as soon as she raises her head slightly, I rush forward and pounce on her with a flying knee or a powerful kick directly to her face, to eliminate what remains of her resistance and end this battle in my favor once and for all.

20:23 Amalia_Torres: Before I could catch my breath and regain my consciousness, you come at me with a flying knee sent up my face, as my eyes widen leaving me zero option but get my face slammed hard and knocked on my back once again, this time I curl around myself holding myhead in pain"mmmgffhhh mmmfhhnnn" moaning stupidly.

20:23 Amalia_Torres:

20:24 Anna_jay8: I take two steps back, smoothing my disheveled hair with a confident, triumphant smile. My hands on my hips, I watch you writhe on the floor, and say loudly enough for everyone in the hall to hear: 'This is the fate of anyone who dares to challenge Anna Jay.' I stand over you, panting heavily from the exertion of the fight, then swiftly pounce, placing my full weight on your chest and clamping your legs in a tight restraint, shouting sharply for the referee to start the final count and end this agony.

20:25 Anna_jay8:

20:30 Amalia_Torres: I am on my back, finished and defeated already, you lean your weight over me as I lay my head down overwhelmed and pressed.... I pant heavily, my leg hooked up in the air folding me and bending me tight as my knee is held by you, while you pose over me and look a me confidenly while I can do nothing but lay under you starin at the ceiling.

20:30 Krissy_Harmonia: I quickly slip in and get on my knees preparing my hand to slam it down the canvas

20:30 Krissy_Harmonia: ONEEEE

20:30 Krissy_Harmonia: TWOOOO

20:30 Krissy_Harmonia: TWWWOOOO AND A HALF

20:30 Krissy_Harmonia: THREEE

20:31 Krissy_Harmonia: YOUR WINNER IS ALGERIA! SARA JAY, THE GRUDGE MATCH IS SETTLED FINALLY!!!

20:32 Anna_jay8:

20:32 Kyle_Brood: Wow. I came at the perfect time. What a win.😯

20:32 Amalia_Torres: noooo noooo Morocco is better :(

20:32 Amalia_Torres: fuck...

20:32 Anna_jay8: And so, finally, I break the series of repeated defeats and taste the sweetness of victory, "a wonderful feeling."

20:33 Amalia_Torres: lucky! just lucky!

20:34 Anna_jay8: I reached out my hand to Amalia, trying to help her stand up. "Hold my hand, Amalia, there's no grudge between us."

20:34 Anna_jay8:

20:37 Amalia_Torres: *I hold the hand of Anna and ive her a hug* I am sure of that

20:37 Amalia_Torres:

20:38 Amalia_Torres: I love Algerians

20:46 Anna_jay8: Thank you, Amalia. Let's rematch, but let's make it competitive, not bitter.