Description: Twice before Rainbow Mika and Domino have fought at the KWF, with R.Mika winning the first match and Domino winning the second. Who will be the winner in the electrifying tie-breaker?
A blast of rather awful music fills a small arena. Up on one of the large projection screens a fairly tacky federation logo flashes. Bright colors, constant movement. Really busy looking. All for the sake of entertaining a small-populous crowd that seems to take this sort of thing -really- seriously!
"Goooooood eeeeevening, Kamikaze fans! Welcome to another edition of KWF!!!"
The camera zooms right in on the announcer, looking as though it could bean him in the nose at any second. "I'm Neeeeeal Demando, and this chucklehead beside me is Tony Kanigawa, bringing you an exciting rematch!" Thankfully the camera backs up a little, because Neal hasn't trimmed his nose hairs in a while. (Ewww). "You may remember them from a few months ago. They were great big hits! Heck, Tony, you might recall they both -gave- great big hits too HAHAHA!"
There is a collective groan from the audience due to this.
"Annnnnyway, we've got the beautiful, the bouncy... RAINBOW MIKA here tonight, in a bout against the dashing, the charming lady killer... DOMINO!"
Cameras pan to the side, where the beautiful, bouncy Rainbow Mika just -happens- to be tangled in the horrible mess they call curtains. Fighting her way through, she winds up tearing them down. Then she screams, "GRRRRRRRRRRR," and tosses them to the ground.
"Look at that folks! Looks like Rainbow Mika is just itching for a fight. Either that or she's REALLY frustrated at those curtains. Hahaha."
"I don't think they're her color, Neal," replies Tony, giving her.. well.. the c_c look. "I've not seen rage like that since Jurassic Park! But boy, does she ever look good."
And of course the camera stays fixated on Mika, likely expecting her to start towards the ring now. What with her name appearing on the screen in a splash of psychedelic, rainbow colors, this must be her introduction.
"As you might remember, Neal, these two have had two electrified matches with us already. The first one, Rainbow Mika got the pin.. the second one, Domino. So I guess this one will be the tie-breaker between them!"
"I don't know, Tony. I kind of think puke green suits everyone! Look! I'm even wearing that color for my tie!" And indeed, Neal -is- wearing a rather tacky tie.
With her name appearing on the screen, Rainbow Mika balls up the curtain in her hands and tosses it to the side. Stupid things, making her look like a dumb blonde. Mutter-mutter. Stomping up to the ring, she grabs hold of the ropes and pulls herself up and over them, doing a quick spin as she starts to move about the ring. "YEAH! C'mon DOMINO! I'm ready for -you-!"
And the cameraman just stays affixed on the blonde trouncing around the ring. She looks like an animal! It's a good thing.
"I'm not really convinced the tie's that color on purpose," Tony observes gravely. "Anyway, Rainbow Mika looks like she's ready to get things started. So coming down the entryway now is.. Domino!"
And the camera swooshes over to catch the male model standing at the opposite entrance ramp, robe secured on him with sash, and face hidden a bit with hood. The curtains are.. well.. behind him, fortunately. Right first lifts into the air to hopefully get a reaction from the crowd, followed by him pointing his index finger threateningly at the blonde in the ring. Grrr..
"Did you just growl at me?" Rainbow Mika tilts her head to the side, causing pretty blonde pigtails to bounce and drape. "YOU JUST GROWLED AT ME!!!!" Leaping up onto the rope, she beats her fist on the top of the turnbuckle and then growls back at the male-model wrestler shooting his fist in the air.
The crowd is just loving this! When they see Domino, they clap and cheer and stomp their feet. One younger girl begins to swoon and fan herself.
"Hey! It is that color on purpose, I haven't thrown up since that night in Bangkok! I mean..." Neal clears his throat, shuffles around some papers and then continues. "Looks like the wrestlers aren't the only wild things around here tonight, Tony! Would you just listen to that crowd?"
The camera pans back over to the male model, his name appearing on the middle of the screen. Domino blinks in and out, fading from white to black as the explosion of black behind the name fades from black to white.
After that comment, Tony has turned his signature c_c look onto Neal. He just sits there in silence, ogling his partner. The camera catches this and stays with it for a few seconds.. but then cuts right back to Domino.
And once the wrestler notices that his name is being displayed - full cue to begin his march - he starts down the ramp. He drifts from one side to the other, slapping hands, high-fiving, and in the case of some girls, permitting a fingertip to graze flirtily along their chins.
Once he reaches the edge of the ring, he hops up to stand atop its apron. He then turns his back to the ring to face the audience, and he leans back to somersault over the top rope and land smoothly on his feet again. From there, he clambors onto the nearest turnbuckle, perching on the second set of ropes. His robe is swifly undone and cast outside the ring in a single movement, ending with his fist in the air again in salute to his fans. He beams a bright, radiant smile before hopping back down and facing Mika, stomping up to her to stare the girl down, eyes turning all intense and narrowed. "You want somm'a this, Rainbow Mika? I'm gonna pound you into dust. You got that?" Rar.
It shouldn't be hard for Drake to stare her down, considering Rainbow Mika -is- quite a bit shorter than he is! Balling her hands into fists, she slams them against her hips and just stares right back at him, trying to get -him- to back down. "You know I do! You're not gonna get a chance to pound -me- into dust, 'cuz I'll be busy slamming you against the mat!" Glare, glare, wink, glare, growl. GRRRR.
"Not sure what it is between those two, Tony, but you see what just happened there? The look like they're going to eat each other..."
DING!
Thankfully Neal was cut off before he finished whatever thought he was rambling on about, but it's now time to....
"FIGHT!"
And with the bell being tolled, Domino assumes his wrestling stance. Body hunkers over a bit, hands lift slightly, fingers splayed at the ready to grapple, knees bend and shoulders width apart. He begins circling Rainbow Mika, presumably with her circling the same. He just glares back at her, growling and such. Showmanship. Gotta love that they both have it.
Tony finally stops giving Neal the look and his attention returns to the match at hand. "These two obviously have a lot of ambition and a lot of rivalry, Neal," he explains. "Both two strong athletes, and though one's made it pretty big in America, he's really trying to bolster his career worldwide. And Rainbow Mika's a determined up-and-comer. They both have a lot to fight for."
And Domino goes to start things off. He finally steps in, attempting to clamp a lockup with Rainbow Mika. Just the typical close-quarters grapple to begin a match, arms, shoulders, and necks all locked in close. He tries to overpower the smaller girl, attempting to push her back towards the ropes.
COMBATSYS: R.Mika has started a fight here.
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R.Mika 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Drake has joined the fight here.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 R.Mika
"Way to be with the seriousness, Tony," Neal mutters with a shake of his head. "Look at the two of them! There's something -there-, Tony! You don't see this much tension when it's all just about a career! The ambition these two exude is nearly ASTRONOMICAL!"
Rainbow Mika bares her teeth at Domino and then locks her arms with his. She knows she can break out of the grapple-hold at the moment, but she waits until her back hits the ropes. "That all you got, Domino? Is it? HUH?" Using the ropes to keep herself pushed back away from him, she slams her head in toward his, hoping to surprise him or daze him a little.
COMBATSYS: Drake parries R.Mika's Quick Punch!
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Drake 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 R.Mika
Sounds like Rainbow Mika is pretty cocky! That she feels she's pretty securely in control! But that is not the case! Domino really has some finesse in the ring, and when she attempts to butt her head against him, he suddenly releases the grapple to lock her neck beneath his left arm. And he suddenly grabs ahold of her wrestling outfit's hip, pulling her body upwards into the air with her own momentum. He then turns aside and drops back to splash her against the mat in a suplex. The impact will hopefully stun her on her back and leave her supine for his next hit.
Domino climbs the ropes right by her and perches on the top one, balancing keenly. His right fist thrusts into the air, signaling one of his finishers to the audience - this early in the match! And with that, he suddenly springs off the top rope, body curling up into a ball for the first backflip. The second rotation sees him unfurl, spreading his arms and legs out to pull his sixpack taut and firm for solid impact across Rainbow Mika's stomach. And if successful, he sets one arm over her chest and shoulder to attempt a pin!
"Whoa!," cries Tony. "He's trying to finish her off immediately in the match! Is he getting too cocky here or what?!"
COMBATSYS: R.Mika endures Drake's Darkside Slam EX.
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Drake 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 R.Mika
Rainbow Mika is cocky! Among other things, she's been feeling pretty good about her wrestling talent of late! She's been doing well in SNF and NL! Draw matches are better than losses! And this is why the buxom blonde merely stands there as Domino grabs hold of her outfit and draws her body upward. "Grrk!" Gritting her teeth, she tenses her muscles while he splashes her against the mat and her brain feels even more ditzy than it did when she broke the curtains.
Now would be a good time to move. She could. Only she stays there, waiting for the backflipping model to land atop her. As soon as his abs crash against her stomach, she makes a small merfish noise and begins to struggle, trying to get him off of her.
"Woooah Nelly! You see that? Huh, huh? Do you? Look at that, Tony! He's got her, he's got her! Man, that's the shortest match ever!"
It would help if Neal was really paying attention. The ref has only slammed his hand against the mat twice. He's bringing it up for a third when suddenly, a girl shoulder is popping up off the mat! Sliding out from under Domino, the wrestler-femme launches her legs out to wrap around his body and should she manage to lock them up, she's going to somersault herself over and slam him to the ground twice!
COMBATSYS: R.Mika successfully hits Drake with Paradise Hold.
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Drake 0/-------/--=====|=====--\-------\0 R.Mika
*WHUMP*
"One!"
*WHUMP*
"Two!"
...
"Oh man, Neal, he almost had'er! Man, was that ever close!," gushes Tony. "I can really see what you meant earlier! Those two are.. are electrified!" Yeah, he's getting repetative.
Domino raises onto his knees when the third count is cut short, glaring down at Rainbow Mika. "We're not done ye-hey!" He attempts to resist her pull to reverse the situation, but her legs prove a bit stronger than he anticipated. He's flipped over, and he lands hard on the mat with a bounce. He lays on his side for a second and lets out a groan... but he then rolls back over and gets back up to his feet. He waits for Rainbow Mika to raise and hopefully close in on him, while he meanwhile raises onto his right leg. The moment she comes near, he suddenly drops forward, launching both palms out at her midsection in a double palmheel strike, punctuated with a sharp flash of dazzling white concussive energy. It briefly illuminates the arena, not unlike a really effing bright camera flash.
COMBATSYS: R.Mika blocks Drake's Whiteout.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 R.Mika
"We better not be done yet!" Rainbow Mika would be very sad if the fight ended so soon! The buxom blonde flashes Domino a quick smile, and then sets a stern look upon her face. "GRRR!" Hopping back up to her feet, she clasps her hands together over her head and shakes them, victorious in her attempted hit. Meanwhile, Domino is moving in toward her and launching an attack! Quickly bringing her arms in, she takes the palmheel strike to those, but the dazzling blast of concussive energy has her staggering back and rubbing her eyes.
"NOT FAIR!" Okay, it's entirely fair, but she likes making a fuss. Pouting out her lower lip, she staggers forward. Blinded by the energy, she reaches an arm out for him and attempts to just fling him against the ropes and catch him with her arm if he springs back toward her.
COMBATSYS: Drake blocks R.Mika's Fast Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 R.Mika
Domino expected far more than just a staggering back. He intended to blast her clean off her feet and to the mat. But that wasn't what's in store, apparently. So he tries to recollect himself... but the wrestler girl has ahold of him already, whipping him at the ropes. His back runs into it, and he springs back to her.. but his right arm lifts to take the larger of the force to the forearm. The impact stops him, for certain, but he goes right ahead with the close quarters. He attempts to grapple with the girl again in the standard lock-up...
"They're really going at it, aren't they?," Tony comments. "The attempted clothesline was cut a bit short, and we've seen some displays of energy, to boot!"
And Domino suddenly attempts to thrust his knee into Rainbow Mika's stomach. Again and again. And following that, he goes to release her from the lock-up with his right hand - the left arm still around her neck and shoulders - to begin socking her in the stomach repeatedly. Only after three more of these hits does he permit the girl to double over or whatever she does. He simply tries to grab her and lock her neck between his thighs, arms looping around her stomach to hoist her upside-down.. and promptly crash down in a piledriver.
COMBATSYS: R.Mika dodges Drake's Combo Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 R.Mika
"Right you are, Tony! I told you these two had chemistry! They've got something! Look at them go!"
And as he speaks, Rainbow Mika is busy trying to get very far away from Domino. For one, he's trying to grapple her. For another, his knee is coming up and...
"Aiiiiiieeeeee~!" Leaping backward, she runs around the ring, flailing her arms for show. As she nears him again, she swings an arm out and attempts to catch him on the back of the head as she flails by. "I'm going to get you! Yeah! RAINBOW MIKA IS COMING FOR -YOU-!"
COMBATSYS: Drake fails to counter Quick Punch from R.Mika with Solar Eclipse.
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Drake 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 R.Mika
Domino didn't really grab ahold of her, apparently. What a shame. He had such pain intended for the small girl! But then she's running around, screaming, flailing her arms. He just sets his fists to his hips and gives the amused audience a confused look.
"What in the world does she think she's doing, Neal?," demands Tony. "If she's afraid of Domino, she shouldn't have gotten in the ring with him. That's all I'm sayin'!"
But then Rainbow Mika completely blindsides Domino, striking the back of his head and knocking him down to his knees. His arms fold over the back of his head, and he hunkers down, cringing from the hit. Possibly a little embellished for theatrics.. but it -did- hurt.
"Whoa! Guess I jumped the gun!," cries Tony.
"Guess you did, Tony! Rainbow Mika seems to know what she's doing, even if she does look like one craaaaaazy chick!"
"HEY! I can hear you guys, you know!" Glaring and growling at the announcers, the buxom blonde frowns. Fists clench and she advances on Domino once more. Noting that he's on his knees, she reaches out in order to pull him up into a belly-to-back suplex hold. Should Rainbow Mika be successful in this, she quickly drops down onto her buttocks to smash his head against the mat.
COMBATSYS: R.Mika successfully hits Drake with Medium Throw.
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Drake 1/-----==/=======|======-\-------\0 R.Mika
Domino doesn't put up too much struggle, really. He's lifted and driven down squarely against his head, which gets a sharp yelp from him. He rolls over onto his front, arms folded over his head, eyes squeezed shut a moment before he wallows over onto his back and just goes supine. Breathing is by now more ragged, body and hair slick with a thin sheen of sweat, and he just lays there sprawled, trying to recuperate.
"Man, she's seriously putting the hurt on him! I don't know if he can really come back from all these heavy hits!," Tony offers. "That last suplex looked pretty nasty!"
COMBATSYS: Drake gains composure.
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Drake 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 R.Mika
With him sprawled like that, Rainbow Mika climbs up onto the ropes. She waves her fists for the crowd, and then she launches into a backward flip, attempting to land her body flat over top his. Stomach to stomach, chest to chest. This is very integral for what the buxom blonde is intending!
"What do you think she's doing now, Tony? She can't be trying to finish him off, can she?" Neal watches, edging up in his seat, motioning for the cameras to pan in and see just what the heck is going on.
And if Rainbow Mika actually lands the backflip, she'll quickly slam her head forward in an attempt to disorient him before going for the pin!
COMBATSYS: R.Mika successfully hits Drake with Combo Throw.
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Drake 1/----===/=======|=======\-------\0 R.Mika
Domino just continues to lay there, the audience roaring for Rainbow Mika to finish her male opponent off. "I think she's gonna go for it, Neal! This could be it!," declares Tony.
And there flies the buxom blonde bombshell.. and she splashes right overtop the prone Domino, getting an "Augh!" from him and a mild lurch. Followed by the headbutt, she really puts him down flat on his back. Thus, the pin is set. The referee drops down beside the two, hand striking the mat to the crowd's chanting.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Th-"
Nothing! Domino has jerked his body aside, gritting his teeth. "W-we're not done yet, you..," he growls at his female opponent. He attempts to just grapple with her and overpower the girl, rolling about 'til he figures he has enough control on her...
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits R.Mika with Total Eclipse.
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Drake 0/-------/-------|=======\====---\1 R.Mika
Domino just wrestles around with the buxom blonde.. right up until he feels he's got her overpowered. From there, he rolls to his feet with her and tries to hoist her up into his arms upside-down, somewhat akin to a tombstone piledriver hold. Her neck is thusly locked between his thighs, and his arms lock around her back, hugging the blonde to him securely. And with her held there, he marches dutifully to the center of the ring, one arm supporting his capture, the other arm lifted into the air to signal his -real- finisher. The one that could hospitalize other wrestlers!
So begins phase one of the Total Eclipse finisher combo. Domino's arms re-lock around Rainbow Mika's back, and the streamlined muscle flexes sharply, grinding her torso to his in an inverted bearhug. The pressure increases rapidly, Domino growling and such - mostly for theatrics' sake - right up until it suddenly loosens. Just enough for Rainbow Mika to take in a gasp of air. But then the crushing pressure has returned, and even -harder- than before. This process continues steadily, smushing Mika's smaller body into a flat little fritter.
"Whoa!," bawks Tony. "Neal! Neal! He's turned it around! No idea how he managed -that-! This looks like the Total Eclipse, baby!"
Standing there like an idiotic blonde, Rainbow Mika just -grins- at Domino. She's not going to move at all, she's going to play this up as much as she can! She's going to...
Ohgodtotaleclipse....
Maybe she shouldn't have stood around like that, but since it's too late to break free now, she just clenches her muscles tightly and holds on as he hugs her to him tightly. As he loosens the hold, she gasps for breath and then steels herself for what's to come next.
"Wow, does it ever! What I wouldn't give to be Domino right -now-. Just think about it, Tony... holding a girl like Rainbow Mika in such a manner..." And they've lost Neal to whatever perverted fantasy is going on in his mind now.
"What, you like hurting little girls, Neal?," returns Tony.
With phase one underway and the crushing as tight and painful as it's going to get, Domino proceeds on to phase two. He keeps her clenched in that excruciating bearhug, but takes to flight with her! That is, he begins flipping high into the air, gaining speed and momentum along the way. By the time he's descending, the flipping motion has gained speed enough to where the two wrestlers have blurred together into a single opaque swirl. The torture for the blonde finally comes when their combined bodyweight and the full of the mounted momentum comes crashing down against the girl's skull at the completion of the piledriver, causing the ring to shudder and thunder over the roar of the audience.
And with the blow delivered, he simply drops forward onto the girl he suspects is hurting like all Hell, lying atop her inverted, her stomach to his chest. His weight just settled atop her for the pin, and he spots a camera to smile confidently at. Right hand sets to her hip to help hold her down, and the other hand lifts to make the whole V-for-victory sign.
"Wh-- n-no! But look at her, Tony! Wouldn't you want to have that in your arms? Hubba-hubba!" Realizing he's not got the mic covered, Neal coughs and lets Tony take over the talking for a little while. Neal... has issues.
Taking flight in the arms of Domino is not all it's cracked up to be. See, it hurts. Even though the logistics of this move amaze her every time she sees it done, Rainbow Mika -knows- that upon coming out of the blurry, opaque swirl she's going to be dropped on her head and then he's going to drop on her. "Erf-owwie!" Whimper.
Laying there, unmoving, she closes her eyes. It's all very dramatic. Is she out? Is she not out?
WHUMP.
"ONE!"
WHUMP!
"TWO!"
WHU--
Before the third strike hits the mat, the buxom blonde is popping her shoulder up and struggling to get out from under him. "Not. Done. Yet." Growling in a pained manner, she crawls over to his legs and then attempts to draw them up toward his head as she climbs to her feet.
COMBATSYS: R.Mika successfully hits Drake with Medium Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=======\=====--\1 R.Mika
Whump.
Whump.
Crowd cheering, Domino feeling cocky'n confident.. but then the blonde's body shifts underneath him. He blinks and peers down at her, and the ref is signalling there's no pin. But then she's immediately wriggled free and is grasping him in a standing boston crab hold! This gets a sharp yelp from the model, and his fingers dig into the mat. But trying to reverse his poor situation, he reaches over to attempt yanking her own leg out from under her to release the hold on him before she secures it -too- tightly. And if successful, he brings her down onto her front, while he mounts atop her rear, leg tucked under an arm. He leans back, pulling her into a single-leg boston crab hold.. but reaches back with his other arm to hook underneath her chin to yank her head up and attempt to touch her boot to her scalp.
COMBATSYS: R.Mika blocks Drake's Medium Throw.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=======\=====--\1 R.Mika
"Yeeek!" Just like that, Domino is reversing the Boston crab hold she was attempting to secure tightly! Before he's able to pull her head up though, she reaches up to grab at his wrist and keep him from hurting her too badly. Still, Rainbow Mika puts up a big fuss. Whimpering and whining, she twists her body until she's free of him. Then she leans up on her knees and points a finger at him.
"THIS STILL ISN'T OVER, DOMINO!" Taking deep breaths, she shakily pushes up to her feet and then spins around. There, she leaps back toward him, buttocks first. Attempting to surprise him or knock him back.
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges R.Mika's Flying Peach.
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Drake 0/-------/-----==|=======\=====--\1 R.Mika
And Domino triiees to cinch on a tight hold, but she wriggles free. He tumbles aside and raises back up to his feet slowly, breathing highly visible with the rise and fall of his frame. When he sees her big ol' duff flying at him - an attack he normally can't ever seem to get out of the way of - he side-steps swiftly, letting her fall right on her rear.
Domino then moves around the buxom wrestler and reaches down to grab her by the hair and drag her back up to her feet. And once on her boots, he tries to loop his arms around her waist quickly to begin overwhelming the fit femme-fighter in his crushing Blackout bearhug. Just trying to smush and grind the girl's chest and stomach against his own firm torso until she can't put up any more resistance.
COMBATSYS: R.Mika blocks Drake's Blackout.
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Drake 0/-------/----===|=======\======-\1 R.Mika
Grabbed before her buttocks can even hit the mat more than once, Rainbow Mika squeaks. "Yeeeeek~!" On her feet, she quickly finds herself wrapped up in his arms again. A bearhug, of course, but she tightens her muscles and attempts to get him away from her before he can squish her completely.
"..." Neal is trying so very hard not to comment at this, but he can't help it. Turning to Tony, he chirps, "C'mon! Can't tell me you wouldn't be wanting some of -that- action!"
Arms flail about, and finally it looks like Rainbow Mika is just going to give up! The arms droop at her sides. Pigtails seem to droop as well. Suddenly, she's rearing her head back and trying to smack his noggin with hers again. Kerbonk!
COMBATSYS: Drake dodges R.Mika's Quick Punch.
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Drake 0/-------/----===|=======\======-\1 R.Mika
Domino tries to crush the girl as hard as he can, but.. but -dang- is she built sturdy. All packed full o' muscle. Even still, he tries to crush her into submission... and it looks as though it might be working! But then her head is lunging forward. Amethyst eyes widen and he releases her, ducking a little to evade her bopple.
"Yeah, I admit, that Rainbow Mika's really somethin'!," Tony finally caves. "Wouldn't mind gettin' in the ring with her! And look at that lasting power!" Pause. "..From the both of'em!" Yeah, there are -two- wrestlers here. Geeze.
Domino takes his ducked position for all it's worth, and he attempts to hook his right arm between Rainbow Mika's legs. His left arm hooks over her shoulder and behind her neck, and he tries to hoist her off her feet. And if successful, he runs forward to the ropes, hops up onto the bottom rope, and springs back in a backflip, slamming the girl down onto her back on the mat, and powerslamming his sixpacked abs across her own abs.
COMBATSYS: Drake successfully hits R.Mika with Solar Eclipse.
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Drake 0/-------/---====|=======\=======\1 R.Mika
WHUMP.
Rainbow Mika hits the mat.
WHUMP.
Domino lands atop her, his abs across hers.
With the previous bearhug, coupled with the backflipped attack this time, the buxom blonde just doesn't have it in her to fight any longer. Staying power she may have. Heck, she might even have enough energy to get out that one extra attack!
"No kiddin', Tony! These two have certainly got that! And Domino has been making quite a name for himself! Who do you think is going to win this match?"
Only, she's not just enough energy to struggle a little and then she lays back on the mat, eyes closed. She just can't continue.
Zangief would be very disappointed in her.
COMBATSYS: R.Mika takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: R.Mika can no longer fight.
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"Oh, man! It looks like this could be the end of the match, Neal! Domino looks like he's finished her off!," Neal cries.
And it does indeed seem that way. Domino, after the hit, rose back up to his knees to watch the girl struggle a little.. before she just laid back. He smiles down at her, then thrusts his right fist into the air in pre-emptive victory pose, despite looking quite beaten, battered, and exhausted. He then drops down overtop her prone body, right arm hooking her left leg to draw it into the air, his right leg hooking over her right leg. His left arm settles over her right shoulder, behind her neck to cradle her, and his hand sets atop her left shoulder. His bodyweight settles overtop her, fully pinning the blonde down beneath him.
The referee drops to his knees beside the pair, and he begins to pound out the counts to the chant of the audience.
WHUMP!
"One!"
WHUMP!
"Two!"
WHUMP!"
"THREE!"
The ref signals the bell to call the match over.
*DING* *DING* *DING*
"Wow, what a turn around! I was certain that Rainbow Mika had that fight in the bag!," Neal laments as he listens to the final dinging of the bell. "What a win! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! YOUR WINNER..... DOMINO!"
Rainbow Mika has yet to move. She's breathing, she'll be alright, but Domino hasn't moved off of her yet and so, she's not going to bother struggling. Little point in doing that when the match is over. Guess she'll be having to head back to Australia to pummel the koalas, or to Russia to find Zangief and train with him until she's able to actually win a match!
The pin nearly has the two fighters cheek to cheek, and Domino takes that opportunity - after the bells, of course - to turn his head and give her cheek a soft peck of a kiss. On television! Gasp! Where everyone can see it! It either makes him look all mean and demeaning to the poor girl, or makes him look all nice. Hard to say. Depends on one's own interpretation.
But the referee is tugging at Domino to let Rainbow Mika go from the pin. So he finally does so, and his right arm is lifted to signify him as the victor of the match. Once his arm is released, his hands set to his knees and he pants for a few seconds. The fight apparently took a good bit out of him!
"Yep! Looks like all the previous experience paid off for the American!," declares Neal. "Tough luck for Rainbow Mika! But I'm sure a loss like this won't bring her down too hard!"
It could just make him look like the flirt he is. Though, most would say it's a mix of being demeaning -and- nice, Rainbow Mika has a different take on it.
She gets all flustered and quickly scrambles away to the ropes as soon as the pin is let go of. She's embarrassed! It's not like she's entirely used to that kind of thing from an opponent! Keeping her back to the cameras, she takes a few minutes to collect herself, waiting for Drake to come over so she can congratulate him.
But... she does call out, "SHOWS WHAT YOU KNOW," to the announcers. "And I can -still- hear you!!!" Growl.
Tony responds by laughing at Rainbow Mika. Now that's demeaning. "Oh, man! I think you made'er mad!" Pause. "Not me, of course, but you, Neal!"
Domino, meanwhile, is basking in the glory of his win. It -was- a really close match, after all. He jogs to the furthest turnbuckle and climbs it to the top ropes, perching neatly. Both fists pump into the air, eyes shutting, head tilting back, smile beaming... only for his left arm to drop back, right hand to whisk through his slickened bangs, and a roguish smile and look to be shot at the camera focusing on him.
Victory pose done with, the agile martial artist wrestler hops back down from the ropes to the mat and makes his way over to Rainbow Mika. And once he reaches her, he goes to loop his arms around her for a small, more gentile hug.
Except, Rainbow Mika is pointing directly at Tony and glaring. The buxom blonde is about to clamber over the ropes and go give him what-for, when she's suddenly finding herself in a tiny little hug from her opponent. This doesn't -settle- her. She's still going to go yell at Tony. It's good for the whole show part of things. 'cept, she -is- distracted from that for the moment.
"Hey," she whispers lowly, so that the mics can't pick up on her. "You did good, Domino." Raising her voice to be heard, she gives the male wrestler a shove (that while playful looks -really- played up for the cameras). "THIS ISN'T OVER, DOMINO! ONE DAY, WE WILL MEET AGAIN AND I WILL BE VICTORIOUS!"
Domino staggers back a step from her and gives her those sad puppy eyes. Rejected! He was trying to be nice, and she's being all cruel! But after her comment, it takes him a few seconds.. but he does stiffen his spine and take on that challenging look again. "Any time, anywhere, Rainbow Mika! Result'll always be the same!" Shouted, of course, to be heard by the roaring, approving audience. They like these kinds of displays, after all.
Shaking her fist at Domino, Rainbow Mika slips out from beneath the ropes. "You wish it would be! YOU JUST LIKE PINNING ME TO THE MAT! I'm wise to your ways, Domino, and next time I'll be better prepared!" She gives another shake of the fist for good measure, then turns from the cameras and brings her hand up to her mouth to hide the giggle.
COMBATSYS: Drake has ended the fight here.
Domino responds to this accusation with a scoff, head turning aside, expression demure, right hand wafting dismissively. "Who -could- resist pinning a bombshell like you?," he chides. "And -you- like it. No need to get all embarrassed. You win, even if you lose." He strolls up to the edge of the ring and props his elbows on the top rope, grinning coyly at the femme-wrestler in a playful-flirty manner.
"...."
Rainbow Mika just spins and shoots a glare at him, shaking her fist once more. "H-how dare you!? No one likes being pinned!" The buxom blonde doesn't move toward him though, just stands there near the edge of the ring. Shaking her fist and glaring.
"See, Tony? See? I -told- you there's something going on there..."
"Yeah," agrees Tony warily. "You could cut that tension with a dull karate chop."
Domino just leans over the top rope, smiling demurely at the ornery girl. "You like it. Y'know you do. All the ladies like that. 'Least from me." He winks an eye at her and lifts his right hand to blow a kiss at her. Muah.
WHAM!
Rainbow Mika has been successfully hit with a blow kiss from the male model wrestler!
Clenching her fists tighter together, she just GLARES at him. Cheeks red, though from anger or a blush it's hard to tell. Cameras aren't good at picking up all the emotions the buxom blonde feels, after all! Stomping her way toward him, she shakes a fist and then she turns on her heel and stalks off.
Domino might tease her further, but he's several feet above her in the ring whereas she's on the floor. Alas. But after she stalks off, he slides under the bottom rope and heads over to collect his robe, draping it over him. He doesn't bother tying it shut or anything, though. He just starts back up the ramp away from the ring.
"And there you have it, fight fans! Another pulse-pounding match of the century!" Tony mentally blanches. 'Another match of the century.' Man, how the heck does he keep his job?
Log created on 19:07:02 10/30/2007 by R.Mika, and last modified on 19:48:59 11/08/2007.