Tension Battle Royale

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Johnny flipped Eliza, hoping to put her down tot eh ground with the snapmare. he hadn't noticed yet that they were the only two in the ring yet but that didn't matter at the moment. At least if he was in the corner, he had a view of the whole ring.

However, he was not expecting Eliza's fancy cartwheel. He was shocked on one knee as Eliza gracefully spun around and smashed a heel into his side.

"Ngh!"

Johnny bent with the kick, wincing as it dug into his ribs but he clamped a powerful arm around her leg. "Pretty good kick! Guess yer one of them chicks that I can't let squirm away!" He said, trying to stand up while holding onto her leg.

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(E, 5)

Eliza knew she had delivered a successful blow to the ribs with her hard leg, although Ms Harenwood's gut feeling told her she'd have to work harder if she wanted to get anywhere right now. Even more so considering that Johnny now at this point had hold of the leg she used to deliver her previous strike.

"Hmph! Great skill is required to master the ballrooms of England." Eliza retorted, she knew that right now it wasn't in her favour. She'd have to rely on the quickness of her other free leg, so with that in mind the ballroom girl would try to jump up and fire out and aim for Johnny's head. Eliza recalled she had performed a move similar to this back when she had faced off against Clyde Gastin, although Johnny was a wee bit taller than the cowboy.

But if there was one thing Eliza was known for it was her powerful legs, honed through years of ballet practise. However if her kick failed to connect then Eliza would be left open for an attack by Johnny.

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Johnny had caught Eliza's leg and in the moment she responded, he had a pretty good idea of what was coming next. Caught leg equaled enzuigiri. Johnny wasn't going to win any prizes for his intellect but his in-ring ability had come along way since he started. He bent his body forward, pressing his face against Eliza's thigh as her kick ruffled his hair.

While she was finishing, Johnny yanked, looking to use Eliza's own momentum to turn the ballerina's body and make sure she landed on her stomach. Then Johnny would pivot his own body so he could sit on Eliza's butt and hold her in a half crab. No matter how hard he wrenched, he knew he couldn't achieve a submission hold but Eliza was proving to be rather slippery. He'd already failed to eliminate her once. He needed to take one of her legs out so that when the time came for her to be eliminated again, she would be handicapped.

(E,5)

(E,5)

Eliza's kick barely grazed Johnny, it seemed that he was a bit more ring savvy than Clyde. Because back when she did that move on the cowboy his head was left reeling hard. No here she had countered quite deftly, and any attempt at building momentum had been plugged.

Eliza's body had been put onto the mat, and she let out a loud yelp of pain as her held leg was cranked back hard. The pressure on her leg was only being made worse by Johnny applying his weight onto her hips, she pounded the mat a couple of times. Not to signify she was tapping, but rather out of pain. Eliza's face contorted into a wince. "Ghnn..Damm you!" she cried out, trying to use her arms to fire out elbows to Johnny.

More out of desperation than anything else, as Eliza knew Johnny was trying to weaken her precious legs. And it was do or die, so Eliza figured she might as well struggle all she could. But she was at the clear disadvantage.

(E, 5)

Poison reached for Clyde's hair after headbutting her, his face partly nestled against her smooth abdomen as he grit his teeth, his hot and rapidly panting breathe would coat her skin, but it wasn't meant to be sensual or enticing, Clyde was just angry, he huffed angrily with every breath he took because of that. And when Poison grabbed his thick, messy, blonde mop of hair, he just screamed at her. The more he thought about his dear, poor sister, all vulnerable while he was off failing to do anything beneficial bothered him. And he blamed Poison.

"AGHH!! Dirty-ass Skank! You wanna hurt me!? You Wanna Hurt My Sister!?!?" Clyde spat, leaning into to Poison, his thigh against her crotch inadvertently as he was pulled back by the hair, lfiting his upper body off of her while his right hand would lash out, trying to give Poison a hard right punch aimed directly into her large tit.

Clyde didn't know when he was getting back in the ring. He had just one working arm and he intended to use it to punch Poison until she named herself after a band that didn't suck.

[G,3]

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The clock was running down.

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Ro steadied herself. She knew the odds of winning were, simply mathematically, low. Nevertheless, she thought she could win.

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But, she didn’t have her self-worth tied to it. She was being paid to do her favorite thing in the whole world. To go out, on that stage like arena, and fight and compete.

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But, for some reason, she had prematch jitters that she almost never had before. Maybe a title shot meant more than she realized?

Or maybe this one opponent…… ‘NO! God dammit, stop Ro! You have a boyfriend and multiple friends with benefits. You do NOT have a crush. You are NOT attracted to Johnny. You have NO INTEREST in him. He’s married. He’s your bud.’ Ro thought to herself.

Besides, it’s fight time. Banish those distractions right now.

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Ro’s music blared as the countdown clock ran down and Ro rushed down the ramp.

Ro was would make a bad general. In Ro’s ideal world, her and Johnny would eliminate everyone else and THEN fight toe to toe, one on one. She saw four opponents, and knew the rest, and only knew Johnny.

That was a fantasy, a pipe dream in a match like this. Totally unrealistic. It relied on the gamble that Johnny was amenable to ganging up in the short term, and the delusion that they could keep it up for the entire match without having to turn on each other until the end.

Then again…this is Ro. She’s not the dispassionate yet morally certain, and occasionally aloof, thinker that John was. She was not the calculating, and occasionally mean and selfish, planner that Amanda was.

So, when she made it out to the ring and saw the situation, it was perfect. Johnny had this other girl totally subdued. Ro could help Johnny get her over the ropes right now, knock her out of the game, then they could BOTH take on the two bit players outside…

Unrealistic, emotional, doing on instinct rather than thinking. It was a solid plan, except that this fight was every dude for themselves.

Still, Ro ran, making her way out into the ring. She quickly slipped in at the corner.

“Johnny Hiiiiigs, let’s throw her over!” Ro grinned as she got into the ring. Ro was nothing if not direct when she spoke—sometimes, anyway. She rushed over towards the two grappling fighters, with the intention of stomping on Eliza’s free leg.

This, of course, made her very vulnerable to Johnny. She was focused in on her would-be victim, just assuming Johnny would play along. She would NEVER take it personally if he declined and attacked Ro, she’d even respect and salute his bold attack…but she’d be surprised and easily taken off guard by it.

(E,5)

"Here comes Ro Laren, one of the fightenist fems in Tension. She's gone toe to toe with lots of Tension's toughest and come out on top. Another favorite for the match, it looks like she's going right towards the action in the ring. "

(E,5)

Johnny was holding onto Eliza's leg, trying to work her over in the half crab while the counter sounded down. This time he could almost casually watch who entered into the arena. Eliza was struggling but for the moment she wasn't going anywhere, even as elbows seemed to swing at him.

However, when he saw Ro running down the ramp, Johnny's eyes lit up. A bright smile swept across his face and his cheeks reddened. When she came in and stomped on Eliza, Johnny raised an eyebrow. "Ro, fuck yea, dude!" He said. He then looked back at Eliza. "Like, you wanna fight, and junk?" He asked as if he needed permission.

"This chick's pretty tough though, man." He asked, stepping off of Eliza so that they could pick up Eliza and start to heave her over the edge. Johnny reached down to grab one of Eliza's arm, hoping Ro would grab the other.

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Fuck yeah, dude! Awesome…so far.

Ro’s leg smashed down on Eliza’s other leg, trying to damage her some more in preparation for her elimination. “Fight and junk sounds good!” She laughed. “Let’s get the distractions out of the way first, since it’s gonna come down to you and me.” Ro said with a chuckle as she saw Johnny grab one arm.

Ro wasted absolutely no time, snapping with a lightning fast motion to grab her other arm. With a smirk, Ro nodded to Johnny, signaling that it was time to heave and toss her over. Ro pulled up with all of her strength, trying to lift the girl over the ropes with Johnny’s help.

(E,5! You sunk my battleship!)

(E. 5)

It certainly wasn't looking too good for Eliza at this point in time, Johnny had her pinned down and was working on her held leg. And no sooner was he starting on that did the next contestant sprint down into the ring, and stomped on her other leg.

"Fuck!" Eliza screamed out, this was no time for being pleasant. Even though Eliza had always been taught to be regal in everything, heck even right down to her ring attire. Which she was certain was the most expensive one at present.

But the pair of them were talking, and that allowed Eliza to at least focus despite the pain in her legs. Her main form of offense was weakening, but they were toned and flexible. And this was the second time she was getting flung over the ropes, no the odds were not in Eliza's favour.

But in the ballrooms of England a second can be a lifetime, and Eliza knew this well. So her reaction time kicked in, and she grounded herself onto the apron. She wasn't going to bust out the sexy splits like last time, because Ro and Johnny would most likely just kick her out from there and then she'd be eliminated.

Eliza knew they were close to the ring corner, and there were steel steps there. So the dancing passion would quickly scurry over to it and stand on the second step, out of harm's way.

"Hmph! Well since you both seem so eager to fight each other, I shall be taking a slight break. I trust neither of you mind." Eliza said, making a sweeping motion with her right hand.

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Damn."

Johnny growled when Eliza hopped away again. Dealing with her was getting frustrating. Still, he couldn't deny that Eliza had given him an excuse to fight Ro.

Johnny backed away to the center of the ring and held his hands up. "C'mon, Ro!" He barked, beckoning her forward. Johnny raised his hands in the air, calling for a test of strength.

(C,3)