Bullet Ant vs Jamie Valentine

Jamie waited expectantly for Bullet Ant to comply and be a good sport about this. It wasn't fair that she was so big. She should be disqualified for being too big.

"Come on, retard, on your knees where you be-" Jamie was interrupted by Ant's fist slamming into her face, snapping her head back and dropping her like a sack of bricks. She laid still for a moment, staring up at the lights before the blurriness subsided and she realized exactly how much it hurt.

"OWWWWWW!" She wailed and covered her face with her hand, and pushed up on one hand and her hip. "Y-you... you... Aren't closed fists illegal here? DISQUALIFY HER RIGHT NOW!" Jamie demanded. The ref did nothing.

"Okay, fine, well I'm not getting up. You're going to have to come get me." She pouted, pulling herself up to a kneeling position. If she had any hope at all, it was to be tricky and take cheap shots. Of course, she was pretty good at that.

The crowd cheered as Jamie was knocked down from Bullet's punch, in their minds it was something that was a long time coming for the smaller cheater. "My fist wasn't fully closed! And that went out with the over the top rope being a DQ thing! I think... I know it's no longer illegal to throw people over the top but... HEY! Don't distract me!" Bullet Ant ranted.

If Jamie wasn't gonna move, she was gonna go straight for her, charging in with a dropkick aimed straight at her chest. A good start made a change.

Jamie narrowed her eyes and set her jaw and prepared herself for her opponent's inevitable approach. That's where she'd be able to do something. She'd figure out what to do, and when she came at her, she'd spring her trap and beat the crap out of the stupid bug-girl.

Then Bullet Ant charged and leapt into a dropkick and Jamie's life flashed before her eyes. She screamed like a little girl and threw herself to the side, narrowly avoiding death at the hands of Bullet Ant's feet.

She laid face down on the mat with her hands over the back of her head for a moment before peeking up to see if it was safe. She began swiftly crawling away, trying to get close to the ropes again and put the referee between them, though the stupid ref kept circling out of the way.

"Don't get made at ME because YOU'RE a cheater, you cheater." She said.

Bullet's Dropkick missed, leaving the masked wrestler sprawled out on the mat after crashing down, "Gah..." well, she'd be in this predicament even if she did hit it, just she could have got up and follow the momentum, now she just looked silly.

"I AM NOT A CHEATER!" She yelled, picking herself off the ground. "Do you wanna know what a real cheater would do? Because right now you just throw that label at anyone who can kick your sorry ass."

Jamie gradually worked her way to her feet, rubbing her hurt nose. She checked it, and her fingers came away with a small amount of blood. She couldn't decide if that made her angry or if she just wanted to run away and quit wrestling forever.

"You're a cheater and you know it. And you look like a man. Ref! Disqualify her for being a MAN!" She shrieked. The gulf between them seemed utterly impassible, she could only think of the terrible things that would happen to her if she tried to run at Bullet Ant.

She hopped on one foot while she untied one of her sneakers and pulled it off. She wound up and whipped it at her opponent's head. That would teach her.

"A MAN!?" Bullet Ant shrieked out loud, stomping the mat as Jamie shrieked back. What was suppossed to be a wrestling match decending into a shouting match. Truth be told, the masked grappler wasn't crazy about charging in to give the Irish... or whatever she was... girl what she had coming but she knew that Jamie was tricky, and could potentially turn any direct assault on her head.

Then something hit her, she probably should have seen it coming, it was pretty obvious, but it was just so...stupid even if it did knock her on her ass. There was only one thing to say. "Come on! Who throws a shoe?" She asked, rubbing her forehead "Honestly?"

Jamie didn't say anything. She was surprised when Ant went down and complimented herself on the throw, but she saw her opening. She threw herself into a mad dash at Bullet Ant, unsure exactly of what she'd do once she got to her.

She decided that she didn't want to go in headfirst, so she opted to use her feet. As she got close, she threw a leg up aiming to crash foot-first into Bullet Ant's head. She closed her eyes and hoped for the best.

Bullet Ant was surprised that Jamie managed to keep her mouth shut after throwing her sneaker at the masked grappler, taking the time to throw the damn thing out the ring before realizing her mistake. "Uggghhhh!" She grunted as she got knocked flat on her back by Jamie's kick, catching her right on the forehead and forcing the insectoid to roll away in the hopes of avoiding anything else.

"YES!" Jamie cheered for herself. But... she couldn't just let the bug girl get away. Getting her off her feet was an accomplishment, but letting her back up would be disastrous.

She chased after Bullet Ant as she rolled away and dove on her to grab an ankle. She pulled on it with all of her body weight to straighten out the leg, and jumped up to land with her butt on her opponent's kneecap to bend her leg as too far the wrong way as she could. Ants' legs broke easily, right? That'd be awesome, she'd win in record time if she did that!

Bullet Ant had managed to get onto her stomach before Jamie grabbed her leg and started twisting. "Aaaah!" She screamed out, scrambling for purchase on the mat "Quit it!" It wasn't the best of comebacks but she needed to get out of this fast, trying to pull herself and Jamie to the ropes while she still had a left leg left.