The Tourment Mansion

16:47 Jessica_the_queen: I have invited @Troxx to join #TTM_-_TROXX_vs_RIKAA.

16:52 Jessica_the_queen: I have invited @Troxx to join #TTM_-_TROXX_vs_RIKAA.

17:17 Troxx: Thanks Jessica

17:17 Troxx: So, what's the plan?

17:18 Jessica_the_queen: Rickaa vs Troxx in a boxing match ! 1000 ttmc for the winner and 250 ttmc for the loser ! Rules and stakes up to you ! May the best be the winner !!!!

18:15 Rikaa: Sounds good. I can do boxing, 3 minute rounds, no limit- just until somebody gets knocked out or submits to the other. 10 count can be administered by the one who scored the knockdown. You game Troxx?

19:44 Troxx: I'm game. Attire - I'm shirtless, with my taut black boxing shorts and grey laces up boxing shoes. Gloves will be white, lace-up style.

19:45 Troxx: I enter the arena comfortably, slipping between the ring and bouncing light on my toes as I shrug my shoulders, waiting patiently for you to enter. I'm feeling good today and I'm at the top of my game, ready to dominate the fight and secure a solid cash prize in this federation

19:47 Troxx:

23:59 Rikaa: My name gets called as I stride out with a great confidence wearing a tight black boxing bra, having my signature red boxing gloves on and with my calf high laced boxing shoes. I am light on my toes and I raise my gloves as I leap through the ropes into the ring smirking at you all the while. "Looking delicious and handsome," I say out loud.

23:59 Rikaa:

00:04 Troxx: I eye you as you enter the ring, all curves and confidence, licking my lips before I respond, " And you look perfect for me to sink my gloves into." I laugh crudely for a moment as I step toward the middle of the ring, lazily holding out my gloves for the customary tap before the round begins. "Please entertain me," I smirk casually, flexing my chest to see if I can intimidate you a little.

00:07 Rikaa: Striding forward and tapping gloves with you hard, watching you uselessly flex your chest, I'm feeling unamused. "Don't go crying when I beat your pretty face into a mess later," I chirp, before stepping back and taking up my stance, being careful to watch your movement.

00:09 Troxx: Loving your confidence, but not admitting it I bounce backward fast and then launch a couple of stiff jabs at your face to see if I can catch you off guard a bit, otherwise then I step inward, going for your sexy abs with a hard right hook

00:12 Rikaa: I easily dodge and slip through your jabs managing to keep you at a good distance, " too slow big boy!" I tease as I parry aside your right low hook, my glove hitting yours with a clean slap as I pivot away to your blind spot and swing hard with a left hook at your open jaw, taking advantage of when your glove is out

00:14 Troxx: Not very surprised as I see you move easily and smoothly around my jabs, your small body making you a tough target, but even my low hook goes wide when you parry. I'm frowning in annoyance and then *bang* your left hook snaps across my chin knocking my head sideways as my eyes widen a little in surprise- a lot more power in that punch than I thought! "nnh!" I grunt in frustration, but I bring my gloves up and rush you still, making sure we're nicely in close range as I throw a series of very low and wide hooks left and right aiming for your body

00:41 Rikaa: My glove connects perfectly across your chin seeing you get slammed as my punch follows through neatly. I tighten up my guard as you recover very well, surprisingly faster than I thought too- when your hooks start slamming into my shoulders and biceps. I grunt as I absorb the impacts, keeping myself shelled up before I lunge up with a right uppercut targeted for your jawline once more , my whole hip turning into the move!

01:47 Troxx: Feeling my leather slam into your small frame I smirk, clearly the physically dominant one now, and I move faster now, too, shoving off you just as you tense up then launch that hard uppercut that misses my chin by a few centimetres. Nodding in appreciation of that attempt, I go for a bit of a left overhand gunning for your cheek, seeing if I can return the favour to daze you a little. Following that I throw a right uppercut, aimed for the midriff, to fold you in half

15:00 Rikaa: My glove unfortunately just hits air as you back off with that stupid smirk on your face. I end up eating your left overhand HARD, that punch smashing into my cheek as my whole head gets turned around, totally slamming me sideways as my brain kinda feels rattled , only to go "UNNH!" as your follow up uppercut digs against my tensed abs, making me heave as I fold over your musculed forearm pressured against my suddenly unsteady body

15:03 Troxx: Successfully bashing your cheek in, I follow as you spin around hard, and my uppercut connects with even greater success. Your entire body shudders as I bare my mouthguard in a snarl, mocking you now with a "what's the matter sweetie? you can't breathe?" before I push you off me and aim for your exposed chin with a left-right hook, I want so badly to put you to sleep right now and show you where you belong

15:07 Rikaa: Cocky bastard... I may be a little dazed but I'm not THAT hurt yet by your little punches. Even as you shove me off I get my gloves up shelling in tight as your punches smack *whap whap* into my guard, rattling me a little but leaving me protected enough to brace a glove against your chest and push off before pivoting away to the middle of the ring.

15:11 Troxx: You move pretty quick huh.. my gloves kinda bounce you a bit but nothing too serious, you even manage to shove me back and run away like a little girl. I shake my head slightly with annoyance that I didn't put you down hard, chasing you across the ring to finish the job, punching out with a few jab jabs up at your head

15:20 Rikaa: Gloves are up as I block and parry again, keeping myself defensive just when *ding* the bell rings to end off the first round. I drop my arms but refuse to give you a glove tap as I brush past you, going to my corner to recover and wait out the break, knowing your style now I want nothing but to make you pay for your arrogant behaviour

15:24 Troxx: Bell rings when you continue retreating, meaning I end off the round without finishing you. No problem, I smirk again as you seem to be annoyed when you push past me to go and recover in your corner. I lean against the ropes of my corner in a comfy way, breathing slowly as I watch your body rise and fall as you also breathe hard to recuperate

15:26 Jessica_the_queen: Good fight !!!! Cannot wait to see the next round !

15:26 Rikaa: Bouncing light on my toes as I catch my breath again, I glimpse you staring at me and I lower my gaze ending up at your broad chest, and fully defined six pack. Annoyed at myself I promise to pound those abs in brutally, to make up for the loss this round. *ding ding* Round 2 bell goes off and I rush out already, gloves high and probing to see if I can wipe that smile off your face, aiming jab crosses high to keep you defensive

15:29 Troxx: There goes the bell for round 2, so I leap forward, power in my calves as I meet you head on in the centre of the ring, bringing up hands to block your jab cross combination and burrowing against you leading with my shoulder. "hope you enjoyed the playtime princess," I murmur softly, just loud enough for you to hear, before I lean hard to put you off balance then twist my body to strike at your abs with a left uppercut, and without pausing I pivot on my toes fast to throw a right hook to the ribs.

16:09 Rikaa: You easily block all my punches , annoyingly leaning your entire weight against me with your shoulder pressing between my gloves. I try and brace my gloves against you to keep you at a distance but you suddenly twist in, that left uppercut THUMPING against my firm abs again! My mouth opens slightly as I gasp involuntary, then you're gone in a flash, your right hook slamming my ribs as I arc my back in pain, groaning, gloves tightening in to protect my body instinctively.

16:17 Troxx: Gotcha bitch! My glove lands flush into your taut body and I see you shudder and bend over, your little gasp of pain is so good to hear, especially when my right hook smashes into your side and you wobble away with your gloves by your body guarding your abs , but leaving your head open as I deliver a masterclass of striking. Jab hook to the face now, to rattle you hard , then I pop low and swing with a right uppercut at close distance, elbows bent and biceps tensing to deliver maximum impact to your chin. "Bye bye, sweetie!" I taunt

21:23 Rikaa: Shelled up but vulnerable thanks to your well aimed punches I'm wide open to your initiating punches, the jab popping into my face making me wince, the hook smashing my head out of line as I wobble sideways now, off balance and dizzy from the multiple consecutive hits taken. Totally unprepared as your uppercut smashes under my chin with force, an audible *WHACK* as my head snaps up and my knees go limp for a good moment, long enough for my to crash flat on my face against the canvas, mouthguard clattering away a metre as I groan heavily, face compressed flat beside your boxing boots.

08:53 Troxx: You're a shaky girl huh? my chase results in me landing the jab hook combination, both popping into your head clean making you wince and grunt , your eyes showing that you're dizzy, even if you refuse to admit it. Then when my uppercut smashes your chin up you go limp briefly, stumbling forward toward me as I step back with a "woah!" , seeing you slam into the canvas hard, mouthguard going in the other direction. I raise my gloves even as I start counting you out, slipping a taunt in- "THAT'S how to knock a girl out," soft, to make sure only you hear it- "ONE! TWO!"

07:51 Rikaa: I dimly see your feet move away as you step back, hearing the count go "ONE...TWO..." as I groan softly into the canvas. My body hurts all over, most of all my chin that you so cruelly aimed for, damn near knocking my teeth out. I still feel the throbbing of my jaw as I roll over onto my back, gloves askew as I heave a deep breath. Count now hits "THREE...FOUR..." as I brace myself...

22:58 Troxx: You're clearing still dizzy as I continue to count you out, leaning onto the ropes feeling it flex behind my back as I casually count to "FIVE... come on, get up, we're not done... SIX!.."

01:35 Rikaa: The count keeps progressing while I sit up, using my gloves to support myself before I stand in one fast motion , a little shaky still but I'm up, just as you finish the SIX count. I pick my mouthguard off the canvas and clamp down hard on it, glaring daggers at you. "It was a good try, but I won't go out so easily," I mutter, anger in my voice.

01:44 Troxx: Letting myself bounce off the ropes, I saunter over to you with a comfortable smirk. "That's the way I like it," I purr, tapping my cheek as I circle around you, waiting for you to get your gloves up. "Come give me your best shot, princess," I mock

17:45 Jessica_the_queen: Mmmh if i was not an admin I would cheer for rikka to behead troxx with the greatest punch of her life lol

08:25 Rikaa: <3 Jessica

08:27 Rikaa: While you approach and circle me, I reset my stance, gloves up, as I take several fast steps forward jabbing high then switching low to a right cross at your abs, looking for a classic bait to work your body some more, to cut off your breathing and stamina

14:50 Troxx: Wow still moving fast I see, noting your recovery is pretty good as I back off quickly , blocking off your jabs and keeping my guard protecting my handsome face, but your shorter frame lets you get low quick! A right cross thumps against my lean abs, making me grunt but nothing too major, as I step at an angle towards you, going for a left hook to clock your chin again hard

16:08 Rikaa: You back off when I attack so there's a bit more space between us, my punches hitting your guard or whiffing outright. But I do score my right cross into your body, feeling the hard impact as my glove strikes your body firmly. You huff a bit but I can tell you're not done yet as you attack back really quick, the left hook sailing in as I back away leaning low, letting your glove fly over my head before I skip back properly, shaking out my arms as I reset to bait you into another exchange

20:50 Troxx: Thought you'd been humbled well and proper but seems like you still have some fire huh? I'm striking at you but you manage to dodge, backing off from me but I know you're just waiting for me to rush you. Smarter than that, I laugh in your face, dropping my gloves as I nod towards the timer, which runs out in one...two... and *ding ding*, signalling the end of the round and my second consecutive winning round in a row

22:05 Rikaa: *ding ding* the round ends as you jeer at me. Ok, cocky bastard, I'll see you next round. Not showing a reaction to your laugh I turn and head into my corner, grabbing an ice pack to soothe my bruised body and face where your gloves struck into me

09:55 Jessica_the_queen: Hot round !!

15:16 Rikaa: Eyeing you with a mix of frustration and determination as I wait for the bell to ring for next round. Somehow you're a lot sturdier than I thought but I know I'm doing some damage, and I know I can chip away at you like any rock, eventually you're gonna pay for your cocky attitude

21:27 Troxx: I'm excited for round 3, visible in the way my taut shoulders lean forward as I grip the top ropes, almost restraining myself from crossing the ring to taunt you further during the break. I lick my lips in anticipation, breathing heavily both from the intensity of the fight and the thrill running through me now. I want so badly to sink my gloves into you more, wishing you would stay put in that corner to fulfil my dreams

21:42 Rikaa: *Ding Ding* Round 3. "Third time is the charm, baby," I grunt, slotting my mouthguard back in. Time to turn this fight around and put you in your place! I rush you fast, moving toward your corner to secure a good position before you ready up. My left jab fires off heavily, sharply. bam bam bam- a triple cannon, all aimed up high.. I want to smash that pretty face in, to have you whining for mercy for all the attitude you've been giving!

09:37 Troxx: Oh yeah, third time really will be the charm. I run out at you also, meeting you head on as I raise my guard. Whew, fast- and really really aggressive as you go at me as if you never got dropped earlier. The jabs mash my gloves into my face as I brace against your onslaught. Strong, just the way I like it. I whip my left hand out in return the moment your volley ends, wanting to crack a hook across your cute little cheek

16:45 Rikaa: You're pushed back as my jabs strike against your gloves *bapbapbap* , keeping you from trying any funny moves as you stay in that same spot. I keep myself light and moving quick, as you shoot out your left hook almost instantly as I finish my combo, almost taking my head clean off as my eyes widen, my body tilting back and feeling your glove barely touch the tip of my nose. I slip in again fast, lowering my head and bullying my way forward with wide swings aiming for your ribs. A left-right hook both in quick succession, trying to smash your body up a little more, followed by a jab cross to exit, both high to the face again

21:05 Troxx: Sheesh, fast! My glove completely hits air as you lean back, using your shorter height to dodge my punch with a fast backstep. But you come in fast, faster than I thought as my hand's still outstretched before your left and right hooks thud into my well-muscled core one after another. "Hunnh! NNgh!" air escaping my body, kinda feeling the dull pain of your repeated shots into my body throughout the match now. I kinda try to grab you into a clinch and close in on you but you weave away fast, that jab cross hitting my face cleanly, sharply! Lights exploding a little now, my eyes watering as I stagger a half step away from you, a little "unnh!" from my mouth before you wriggle out of range... I shake my head in annoyance, focusing on you as best as I can while I sort of circle around, finding for an opening

21:12 Rikaa: Score, score, score. All my punches exploding into you with perfect accuracy, first time all fight. Looks like this little man is running out of steam. I've got my eyes on you as I see you sort of wobble after my jab cross smashes into your face, both punches clearly hurting more than you're trying to pretend. I dip in now as you try and move around me. Now a feint to the body, to make you protect those aching abs, then a right hook to the cheek, with a lot of force this time as I pivot on my ankle, driving the punch LOW to really fucking rattle you hard

21:29 Troxx: You rush me again, obviously able to tell that I'm a little shaken up. But hey, I'm not THAT screwed over yet! Seeing you aim low, gunning for my abs again predictably, I shell up to defend that shot and look out for that counterpunch- "UNNGH!- " the fuck? - my head smashing sideways , body suddenly feeling weak as my head gets SLAMMED hard. Stars across my eyes as the ring spins for a moment. Head woozy, eyes unfocuesd. Where the hell... did that shot come from? I'm in trouble now, cursing under my breath. Arms askew. Can't really see where you've gone now- panic rising!

21:44 Rikaa: Gotcha right where I want you now. Time to get to work. Gloves coming high as I meet you head to head- literally, as we clash hard, me guiding you with my gloves round your head before I drop my left to fire it off once, twice, thrice, all uppercuts, all targeted for your midriff to really take the wind out of you now. My other glove's braced by your back, keeping you in a semi-clinch against me so I can really get that impact in there, and so you don't pussy out of this one. My teeth are clenched against my mouthguard as I snarl with the effort of each punch.

22:01 Troxx: In a daze I stagger around, trying to regain my bearings and get my guard up for your next assault, but then you're in my face, your gloves suddenly wrapping around my head in a weird sort of embrace. "the fuck... HNNGHHH! UGHH! UGHH!...." I barely have time to feel confused as you set me up, post up, wind up, and fucking dig into my abs like a jackhammer, your little red glove pumping back and forth as you shovel into my body ridiculously hard

22:10 Troxx: I'm clawing at your shoulders, trying to back off of you while my head spins, mouth wide open with a soundless moan. My entire body feeling like you just fucking speared through me, yet with nowhere to go as your other glove's braced up against my back

10:19 Rikaa: Gotcha right where I want you now. Your whole body's shaking, your breath is just a pathetically cute wheeze as you shudder in my arms, bent over my glove that's just shattered your abs. I could prop you up, smack you around a little, knock your chin across the ring with your body following, but I keep you tight in this embrace, winding up and then firing off another uppercut into that pulverised torso just one more time, hissing as I do. "How's that feel, "champ?" I grin in a sort of sadistic, but mostly vindicative delight

15:05 Troxx: Through a daze I hear you taunting, your arms pulling me closer to you as I imagine you'd be letting me clinch up, till your glove carves another hole in my abs , my mouthguard bulging, eyes wide as my mouth opens with a "BUGGHHHH!" of agony. My insides feeling like mush as you snarl into my ear, your warm breath tickling my neck and shoulder as I stagger away drunkenly only to hit the ropes, propping my elbows up on the top strand as I hunch over panicked, trying to get my guard up to protect my face

23:42 Rikaa: Yeah, you like that don't you? I follow you with ease as you wobble into the ropes. Your feet betray you, legs all shaking as you try to get your guard straight, but I save you the effort. Jab-hook, cross-hook, punches designed to break through that flimsy excuse of your raised gloves and bounce your head around cleanly, making sure you're good and rattled so I can snap your chin up with a lethal left uppercut, twisting my hips so I really get to drive my glove from your waist up the chest and into the chin

23:53 Troxx: I'm vulnerable now and you seem to know it. Gloves are up, sure, but they're useless as your jab forced my hands apart, wide enough for that hook to just loop around, impacting across my cheek with a spray of sweat and spittle. "GUUH!!" I gasp, arm looped around the top strand of the ropes as I get spun once. Your cross shoves me back into position before that second hook explodes across my cheek again! "AUGH!" I cry out, almost pathetic as I dangle on the ropes, feet slipping, shoes squeaking as I try and fail to regain my footing.

11:00 Rikaa: Every punch breaks through your guard, slamming your pretty face around with lethal effectiveness. I'm tired, I'm panting hard, breathing heavy as shit, but the sight of you finally groaning and wobbly against the ropes, shoes skittering on the canvas as your knees give out on you, your muscular body heaving up and down, marked by the redness of my gloves sinking into it earlier- god, I'm vindicted as fuck! I get up real close and personal now, breath hitching as our foreheads touch, the tip of my nose almost against yours, as I stare you down. Mouthguard bared as I impart some final insults- "good fucking night, champ. Enjoy the nap, and remember who humiliated you tonight," I pant. Bracing a forearm into your chest I swing wide, a right overhand from hell aimed at your chin, planning to take your head off. It's not enough for me, as I twist and throw a left uppercut starting from my knees, aimed straight for your abs to finally demolish those abs you're so proud of. "Gnnh!!" My teeth grit, a gasp of exertion as I throw that finishing shot

16:20 Troxx: My glazed-over eyes are staring at the canvas, head lolling as I've lost most of my willpower and energy to fight. You've worn me down, punched my guts out, and now against the ropes I've been treated like a speedbag. You come in really close suddenly, my eyes flicking up to meet your big brown eyes as our sweaty foreheads touch, your breath very, very wam on my cheek as you throw one final insult to seal the deal. Damn... were you always this pretty, or have I taken too many punches to the head? No use mulling on that as you line me up- picking your punch with a precision that I can't stop, as that overhand smashes into my face hard enough to turn my whole vision white for a second, a ringing sound in my ears. "BUUUGHH!!!" as I begin to topple forward despite your weight against my chest, your uppercut CARVES a hole into me, sweat actually flicking off my body and my mouthguard ejecting from my mouth with a trail of saliva and blood arcing onto the canvas. "UNNNGHH!!!" I groan, my lungs , my abs convulsing, nearly throwing up with the pain as my knees give out, my eyes roll up and I collapse at your feet, hugging my abs before my vision fades to black

16:27 Rikaa: I drop my gloves as I stare at your broad back, unmoving at my feet. Your face is planted on the canvas, mouthguard a little further off as I start counting ,keeping it casual. I'm more than certain you're cleanly knocked out, yet this was a formality.

16:27 Rikaa: 1....2....3....4...5....

16:27 Troxx: *unconscious*

16:28 Rikaa: 6...7...8.......9......10... knockout, cutiepie. I turn on my heel, exiting the ropes, exhaling in relief of my victory

16:28 Rikaa: (end?

16:29 Troxx: (end! good fight, you really destroyed me at the end there)

16:33 Rikaa: (Good fight. It would've ended earlier if you had caught me clean in the first 2! )

17:18 Troxx: Wanna make a story out of this?

17:20 Rikaa: You bet