Superstar Squash Women

Pinky_Orange: I'm in my dressing room, putting the finishing touches on my outfit before the fight. I look at myself in the mirror... perfect, cute little thing, no one will take me seriously, and that's how it should be. There's a knock on the door. "Come on, Pinky, it's time," says a voice through the closed door, and immediately my heart starts beating faster in my chest. I come out and stand behind the curtain, waiting for my music. As always, I'm wearing my wrestling outfit: a pink one-piece, black leather shorts, fishnet tights, and black boots with pink laces. Then I hear the dull ringing of bells... Dong... Dong... Dong... "Hells Bells" by AC/DC starts playing and, as always, a cold, pleasant shiver runs down my spine as I emerge from behind the curtain. Strobe lights cut through the darkness, flickering as they shine on me and show me the way to the ring. Angus Young begins his guitar riff as I reach the ring and roll inside. I move around, jump on the rope and stretch my arms up, and the crowd erupts in applause. "The challenger from Germany, 22 years old, 158 cm tall and weighing 63 kg, Pinky Orangeeeeeeeeee" I then go to my corner, lean against the rope and wait for my opponent.

 Pinky_Orange:

 Karma_Starr: I warm up in my dressing room, making sure everything is a snug fit as I hear a knock on the door before it opens and a voice come thru the small crack they made, "It's time to show them what you've got." I nod and readjust my gloves real quick, taking a few calming breaths before I move behind the curtain. I wear my signature outfit: a green two-piece with gold trim, my signature across my shirt, stars on my back and either side of my matching shorts, black boots with green pads and stars high on the shinguard, and gloves with stars with a snake circling it on the back of my palm. I'm already hearing your music, so I know you're on your way out to the ring. Perfect. A minute or two more to settle and focus. I could get into your music, but before long, it switches. A guitar rift to start the energy. "The Break" by Cold Kingdom starts playing, and at the perfect time, I step out from behind the curtain. A bit cold to the crowd as the jeers start in while I walk down to the ring. I walk around towards the front, so everyone can see me before I climb up onto the apron and climb between the ropes into the ring, moving to the center before giving a cold stare around towards the audience. "... and her opponent, from Savannah, GA, USA, 25 years old, 170 cm tall and weighing 63 kg ... 'The Emerald Goddess' Karma Staaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrr!" I sneer as I make my way to my corner, getting a few warmups in before leaning against the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to start.

Karma_Starr:

 Pinky_Orange: The music changes and you come out, strutting to the ring like a superstar... cold... arrogant... almost bursting with confidence. I glance at you out of the corner of my eye, pretending that I don't care who's coming, but inside my heart is beating wildly. I curl my lip contemptuously and turn away, clearly showing my disinterest, and when you step into the ring, I bend down low, as if to adjust my knee pads, but instead I show you my plump butt. I slap my hand on it with a grin, then look at you and shout, "You'll feel that in your face in a minute, and then say good night, sweetie." Loud cheers from the crowd as the loudspeakers broadcast it clearly, clapping and whistling. I straighten up again, briefly stretch my neck muscles by turning my head, and then the bell rings... Ding... Ding... Ding... It's starting. I raise my arms and slowly approach you, dancing on my tiptoes, circling you and trying to find a weak spot to

 Karma_Starr: I shake my head as you show off your butt, not being distracted or intimidated as the bell rings. I bring my hands up as we approach the center of the ring, circling around a bit as I watch you carefully. I smack at your hands a few times, testing you a bit, then I step up to aim for a typical collar-and-elbow lockup, staring at you. "You wish you could take me down, Pinky. When I'm done with you, you'll be stunned on the mat while I lay across your chest."

 Pinky_Orange: You come towards me too, we meet in the middle of the ring, circling each other warily. Then you start hitting my hands and grab me with a collar hold and elbow hold. I plant my boots firmly on the mat and push myself against you. I look you in the eyes and growl, "You want to lie on top of me, bitch? If you want sex, you'll have to get to the back of the line." Then I extend my right leg, wrap it around your left leg, and try to push you to the ground, pulling my right arm up to hit you in the chest as I fall.

 Karma_Starr: I smile a bit at your comment, "Who said anything about sex? Though you'll definitely be feeling the effects of the match as you lay on the mat." I feel your leg start to come around mine, so I shift to the right, my left arm moving over to deflect your right hand away as I move to try to grab your left wrist, hoping to twist it as you push towards me in an attempt to pull your arm straight out in a wristlock, trying to start weakening you early on.

 Pinky_Orange: We wrestle with each other, grabbing each other's arms and shoulders. It goes back and forth, but neither of us gains any advantage. "Okay, honey, the pain will come later for you, because you'll be unconscious by the end," I whisper in your ear and lick it with my tongue. Then I tear myself away from you and push you back a little, letting myself fall into the rope to gain momentum, running towards you. I jump off with my feet first and try to hit you in the chest with a dropkick, hoping to knock you to the ground.

 Pinky_Orange:

 Karma_Starr: I shiver a little with your lick, then stumble when you break off from me and push me back. I try to regain my stance, but right as I do, I see you coming at me and leaping up, leaving me no time to do anything before you kick my chest, knocking me down with a grunt as I try to roll away immediately afterwards, hoping to use the ropes to stand back up quickly as I rub my chest from the impact.

 Pinky_Orange: I hit you hard in the chest with my dropkick and you fly to the ground. I quickly roll away and jump nimbly to my feet. Then I look over at you. You're holding your chest and trying to get up, groaning. I nod at you with satisfaction and come over to you. "Wait, sweetie, I'll help you. You seem a little shaky, and I don't want you to hurt yourself," I growl maliciously in your ear, grinning broadly at you. Then I grab your long green hair and pull you up while I stand behind you and wrap my arms around your hips. I lift you up and try to throw you backwards over my shoulder with a German suplex.

 Karma_Starr: I see you coming right as you pull me up by my hair, so when you move to wrap your arms around me, I quickly glance and stomp down hard on your foot with my heel, hoping to get you off enough I can use the ropes and come back running at you, trying for a clothesline across your chest with my left arm, hoping to knock you down.

 Pinky_Orange: I approach you and grab your hair to pull you up, but you ram your heel into my foot with all your strength through my thin boot. I yelp loudly, let go of you, and hop on one leg to the amusement of the spectators, holding my aching foot. In that moment, I'm not paying attention, and you run into the rope and jump at me with a clothesline to my chest. "Aaarrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggg," I scream and fly back from the force. I land hard on my back and double over in pain. Then I try to roll to the rope to pull myself back up.

 Karma_Starr: I turn towards you after hitting you down with the clothesline, and I see you already rolling away to the ropes. I don't rush as I walk to you. "Aww ... feeling down? Don't worry. I'm here now." I step in range afterwards as I move to grab your hair, looking to pull you up as well, but instead of going for something big first, I try to force your head over the top rope, aiming to climb up so my right foot is on the bottom rope and my left leg comes over across the back of your neck as I try to force your neck down into the top rope to choke you some.

 Pinky_Orange: I roll toward the rope and reach for it. My chest hurts and burns like hell. I slowly stand up when I feel your hand in my hair, pulling brutally and stretching my scalp. "Ahhhhhhh... no... let me go..." I scream, but you push my head over the rope so that it presses against my neck. Desperately, I lash out at you as you jump on the rope and press your left leg into my neck. Then you choke me, I gasp and gurgle, saliva running down my mouth. I struggle and lash out with my elbows, hoping to hit your ribs.

 Karma_Starr: I chuckle as I see you move desperately in the choke, so after a few seconds, I step down onto the mat after a very glancing hit across my hips, grabbing for your hair again as I drop to one knee, placing one knee out as I try to pull you down so your back hits over my knee, hoping to take advantage of the choke.

 Pinky_Orange: I gasp and gurgle, tugging at the rope as you finally release me. I breathe a sigh of relief, but your grip is already back in my hair. You drag me back, my arms flailing aimlessly through the air, and try to lay me over your outstretched knee. When I feel the contact on your knee, I throw my legs up, try to roll backwards, and attempt to hit you in the head with my knee.

 Karma_Starr: I get your back down across my knee, but you use that to roll back into my hands as I don't even see your knee coming up. I yelp when your knee hits the side of my head, making me let go as I fall back, dazed as I hold my head, rolling back and forth near the ropes in pain.

Pinky_Orange: My knee slams into your head and I hear you scream as you let go of me and fall back. I get up and grab your hair again. "You think it's that easy to defeat me, bitch? Think again. Let's go another round," I yell at you angrily. I pull you roughly to your feet, push your head down, and clamp it under my arm. Then I fall back with you and try to slam your head onto the mat with a DDT.

 Karma_Starr: I'm still dazed as you pull me back up by my hair, making me grab at your arms instinctively, but also making me wince in pain. I struggle a little in your grasp as you get my head under your arm, putting my arms around your waist loosely at first. Though when you start to fall back, I suddenly grab for your waist and try to push you, hoping to drive you into the corner.

 Pinky_Orange: I want to take you down, but suddenly you brace your feet firmly against the mat and grab my hips. Since I've already gained momentum to fall backwards, I can't resist, and so it's easy for you to throw me backwards against the ring post. I slam into it, screaming.

 Pinky_Orange:

 Karma_Starr: I grin as I get you in the corner, and I move to make the most of it. I start by grabbing the center ropes on either side of you and trying to ram my shoulder into your gut, hoping to keep you trapped and trying to wear you down some while I have you cornered. "Thought I couldn't recover from that knee? Think again, girl."

 Pinky_Orange: I'm hanging from the rope, my back hurts, and I moan softly. Then you grab the ropes next to me and ram your shoulder into my stomach. I tense my abdominal muscles, but I still double over and my saliva splatters against you. But now you're standing bent over in front of me, I clasp my hands and slam them into the back of your neck. At the same time, I pull my knee up to ram it into your face.

 Karma_Starr: I get my shoulder into your gut, but before I can shift to my next move, you slam your hands into my neck, keeping me bent over. Then "Aaaarrrggh!" I have no time to do anything before your knee flashes right into my face, making me let go of the ropes as I fall back, landing on my back as I stare up at the ceiling, hurt and dazed from the hard impacts as I try to regain my focus.

Pinky_Orange: You fall to the ground in front of me, lying on your back and staring at the ceiling. I push off from the rope, jump up, and land with an elbow drop on your stomach. I quickly get up, take a quick look at you, think you're ready, and jump onto the rope. First... second... third rope. I turn to you, you're still lying stretched out on your back on the mat. I raise my arms and jump off, wanting to finish you off with a body splash.

 Karma_Starr: I cough as my body folds from the elbow drop, leaving me panting on the mat. I manage to look up at you to see you on the top rope, but I know I can't really move away in time after that elbow drop, much less after several hits to my head already. However once you leap off, I pull my legs in so you land across my shins instead of on my body.

 Pinky_Orange: I stand at the very top of the rope and jump down confidently, spreading my arms wide and watching in horror as you pull your legs up. Filled with horror, I open my eyes wide, but of course I can no longer react. I can't get my arms up fast enough to protect myself and slam into your hard, bony legs instead of your soft belly. My scream can be heard all the way to the back row, and the pain now shooting through my body is indescribable. I hit the ground hard and it immediately knocks me around, rolling around the ring howling, holding my stomach, numb with pain.

 Pinky_Orange:

Karma_Starr: I grin as I feel you land on my legs, rolling to my side afterwards to look and see you rolling on the mat. I shift to crawl towards you, trying to get you on your stomach so I can get my arms around your neck and straddle around your waist from behind, hoping to pull you into my "Star Alignment" rear naked choke and roll over to my side with my arms and legs around you.

 Pinky_Orange: I writhe on the mat, clutching my throbbing stomach, saliva dripping from my mouth and forming a small puddle under my head. Your hands grab me and roll me onto my stomach. I am still unable to defend myself properly, still paralyzed by the violent impact. Your arm slides around my neck from behind, squeezing the air out of me as you try to lean on my prone body. If you succeed, I'm done for, I think to myself, and grab your arm around my neck, pulling it forward with all the strength I have left, jerking my head back. I pull your body over me with a jerk and try to slam the back of my head into your face to get away from you again.

 Karma_Starr: I get my arms around you and start to lean in to get you in my grasp, but as I'm working my legs in position, I feel you pull me down and yelp as your head hits my face, making me let go and roll off of you, completely stunned as I lay on my back. I blink hard as I look up at the ceiling, lost in thought as I felt I had you down and finished.

 Pinky_Orange: I hold my throat and cough. That bitch tried to strangle me, I think angrily, and look at you lying on the floor, barely moving. I roll away and stand up. I pull myself up again with the rope and storm into the opposite corner, run past you and bounce into it, gather momentum and jump up high, trying this time to land a leg drop on your face, which should finish you off.

Karma_Starr: I look up as you move away from me, not sure what you plan on doing until I see your shadow as you jump high off the corner. I see your leg out, so I just roll over a little bit, trying to get out of the way just enough you land on the mat just short of me, hoping to even just barely avoid a hard impact that would near completely take her breath away.

Pinky_Orange: I jump off, but I don't hit you as planned. You roll away again and I land hard on my butt. Shit, this isn't working. have to change my tactics. My anger grows and I quickly jump back up. "Come on, sweetie, let's get this over with," I growl angrily. I grab your hair, pull you up, and press your head against the ring post, pull it back and want to slam it against it, several times...

 Karma_Starr: I sense your frustration when you land next to me, giving me a few seconds to recover. I wince when I feel you pull me up by my hair, struggling a bit, but conserving myself as you walk me to the corner. I know what you're planning, so when you pull my head back, I bring my hands up and stop you from hitting my head down on it by pressing against the top turnbuckle, sliding my foot back before stomping down on the same foot I did before, hoping to get you back off of me and unsteady, wanting room to at least turn around to face you initially.

 Pinky_Orange: I pull your head back by your green hair and want to slam it against the post. I'm angry because nothing is working in this fight, everything is going wrong, I'm acting like the cheapest beginner, and now the bitch is stiffening up and fighting back, I could puke. You brace yourself with your arms and push back. You pull your foot back and kick me, hitting my knee. I yelp and let go of you, hobbling back and whimpering in pain.

 Karma_Starr: I feel you let go as you hobble back from my stomp, giving me a chance to turn and face you. I'm slow to approach, but I weakly grin as I first try to kick your gut, hoping to get you bent over so I can try to get my arms around your neck, looking to cradle your neck to try to start another attempt at finishing you off.

 Pinky_Orange: Your kick to my knee was very painful and I can't walk properly anymore, limping back as you kick me in the stomach. "Uuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggg," I groan, and tears spring to my eyes. I double over and cough, gasping for air. You take advantage of this and your hands grab my throat again. Weakened, I sink to my knees, whimpering quietly, grabbing your arms and trying to push them away from me.

 Karma_Starr: I smile as I feel you slump weak in my arms, feeling you try to push me off. I give a bit of a kiss over you before moving to try to spin us back to back, holding onto your chin the whole time as I'm hoping this dislodges your arms from mine. I then try to pull you down, looking to spin you along my side as I aim to slam your face down hard into the mat, hoping to take you out with my "Kiss of Fate" facebuster as I would kneel on the mat afterwards if I succeed.

 Pinky_Orange: I sink to my knees, your hard kick has somehow knocked me out. My arms hang limply as you pull me back up and lay me against your back, you hold me by my chin, keeping me there, realizing that my resistance is broken. I guess I'm just the little jobber they told you about after all. You turn to the side, pull me with you, and let yourself fall. You slam my face hard onto the mat with a "Hangman's Facebuster." I hit the mat hard, squeal briefly, and twitch. My legs hit the mat and I lie there limp. Knocked out.

 Karma_Starr: I see you land limp from the facebuster, so I just shift to try to turn you over and lay across your chest, moving to pin you down on the mat as I slap the mat next to your head with my left hand, "One!" I watch your prone body, hoping I have you completely finished off with that last move.

Pinky_Orange: After my hard impact, I roll my eyes, see stars flickering, and collapse unconscious. You have no trouble rolling my limp, lifeless body onto my back. Then you throw yourself on top of me, grab my right leg, lift it up, and slap the mat with your left hand, counting "one" out loud. You look at me, no reaction, my tongue hanging out of my open mouth and saliva dripping onto the blue mat. "Two"... but you feel that nothing more is coming. I'm done for.

 Pinky_Orange:

 Karma_Starr: I smile as I grab for your leg to hook it, slapping the mat again, "Two!" I feel absolutely no resistance from you, so I slap the mat yet again, "Three! Pinned!" I let go of you and kneel next to you, patting your cheek to try to get you to stir, one hand raised in victory over you.

Pinky_Orange: "Three and out." You drop my leg and I remain lying spread-eagled in the ring, defeated and unconscious. Applause breaks out. You place your foot on my chest and raise your arms.

 Karma_Starr: I smile down at you as I stand over you, arms raised in victory. I celebrate for a few seconds to about a minute, then step thru the ropes out of the ring and go backstage to sit down and catch my breath.