Chelsea Loski vs Candy Cane

Chelsea laid on her stomach as her leg was lifted up along with with Candy rising to her feet only to be broughht back down as Candy dropped her knee on it. "Oww!" It hurt but not as much as the pain that came a few seconds later when Candy hooked her leg and applied an ankle lock submission.

"Arrnngh!" She screams out as her foot is twisted at a weird angle and the pain spreads across her leg. She tries to turn over or reach the rope, and if failing at that kicking around with her free leg to to try and get the girl off her as she seemed intent to break her ankle soon enough.

There. Lots of oww was going to be what made people realize Candy hadn't sold out or lost her edge. Lots of other women getting rocked by the rocker. Clenching her teeth, the punk gripped Chelsea's foot so tightly that her own hands hurt as she pulled it up and as far at an angle to the other redhead's ankle as was possible without it breaking off. And Candy - well, she wouldn't break it off, but she wanted the girl to think she was going to, and be real nice and loud about it. The more girls Candy got to scream so someone could hear it, the better.

But... Chelsea had to try and ruin that by squirming. Candy didn't let her get turned over, simply crushing down the trapped ankle under her knee with greater enthusiasm. But she couldn't do much about Chelsea kicking at her, and the fact that one kick connected with her shin right where it would hurt the most. "Agh!", Candy cried out, grabbing at the shin and letting go of Chelsea's foot in the process. Of course she had to hit it right there. The rocker hissed.

Chelsea was in a great deal of pain which only served to make her fight harder, since it was unlikely that Candy Cane was going to let it up just because she was hurt. Finally she fpund the realese she was looking fir as her flailing foot hit Candy where it hurt and she let her go.

Moving to her feet she tried to get back and try and think of an attack. Hopping on her good foot she jumped in the air and went for a dropkick to try and get the advantage by taking her back down.

For someone who was already boiling, getting caught just right in the shin, a tender spot at the best of times, just had Candy fuming further. After running her hands over the spot a moment, the rocker ground her teeth and shot back up to her feet to glare down Chelsea with all of her intense fury-

Only to be met by a pair of feet slamming into her at the hips - the impact wasn't excruciating, but the force was enough to have Candy thrown back against the ropes. To keep from bouncing back off, the redhead hooked her elbows around the top rope, but leaned there, legs spread, to regain her balance. This girl really didn't get the point, did she!?

This had to be pissing the fellow redhead of, which could quickly become a very good thing or very had thing depending on the situation, either way Cheksea had ti be careful. She didnt think it was possible but it seemed Candy Cane was even more pissed off then what she was known for, so even the slightest provocation could set her up in a rage that Chelsea could take advantage of..or be too much to handle.

Still as she ended up dropkicking her into the ropes Chelsea rolled up and saw that Candy had grabbed onto the ropes to avoid falling down bouncing of them. A clever move but one that left her open for a second that Chelsea could pounce on. Charging in Chelsea brought her knee up and tried to bury it into Candy's belly to wind her.

Chelsea was making things way way worse on herself, Candy decided, even as she was at the disadvantage for the time being, up against the ropes. Oh, she could poke and prod all she wanted to. Candy was not going to let another woman make her look like an idiot. Two had already done it, and one, Candy could even maybe sort of tolerate doing it. Hinomoto was a...big, strong, tough woman. But this Chelsea was just a nobody - not even a former Rose - and Candy couldn't even think about losing to her too without going red in the eyes. And the moment she did, Chelsea showed up again just as Candy untangled herself from the ropes, smacking Candy right back into them with a knee to the belly. "Oof!"

The redhead bounced off the ropes once, grabbing her stomach where the knee had stung her, but she ended up less interested in the impact from the shot and more on balling up her fists as she stood up straight. She glared down the other redhead, visibly fuming. "Just go down, you idiot!", she cried out, throwing out a clothesline at the other woman as she rushed her.

Chelsea caught Candy just as she was getting off the rope, her leg striking the girls exposed midsection as she came in and made contact and backed away, good thing too as Candy didnt seem to pay much mind to the pain and was much more interested in hurting her. "Dammit, why dont you go down for once?"

She moved in and jumped looking to nail her with an enziguri to rattle her head, she realized too late what a bad idea that was as Candy charged in as she jumoed with her arm out for a clothesline. With nowhere to really run she had to sinply brace for i pact as Candy caught her in the air with the move and made her flip around before hitting the mat. "Ouurg!" Chelsea moaned as she hit the mat and rolled through to try and get out before the pissed off woman could do much to her.

A flash of pigtails and skirt, the rocker collided spectacularly with the other redhead, her arm powering through the other woman’s upper body hard enough to flip her body. Candy herself spun in the air with the force of impact, and she just barely caught on a white heel before she went stumbling down to the mat. Ever-intense, Candy made the split decision – fueled by her aggression – to continue on across the mat with her long legs carrying her rapidly into the opposite ropes. She turned and bounced into them, using the momentum to be propelled right back towards Chelsea with a cry of anger, knowing just what she needed to do next to get her point across.

Seeing that Chelsea was still on the ground, the fiery singer made a beeline for her, and with the momentum she’d gathered, dove legs-first at the woman to drop her ass down onto her.

Chelsea was a target just lying there and she knew it especially with how unhinged Candy had been throughout this match, staying in one spot as long as the angry redhead was standing was suicide. And that became apparent went Candy came charging back at her with the momentum of her run to jump and poise herself to come down on top of her.

With a gasp Chelsea quickly rolled out of the way of the women so as not to get crushed under her rampage while she circled her way up. From there she would wait for Candy to get in position so she could jump up and lock her legs around her for a hurricanrana.

A step before Candy would have pushed off and leaped at Chelsea, the other girl got the hell out of the way and to her feet. Smart chick, but too smart for Candy today. She just wanted to wail on her, full tilt, and she again growled when she was forced to scoot by without making contact. Skidding on her boots as she lightly bumped into the ropes, the redhead swung around, arms raised, to grab Chelsea by the head - but all she found when she whirled around were a flying redhead and a pair of legs heading for her neck.

But like they always had back in Rumble Roses, Candy's instincts, aggression, and quickness paid off, as she threw her hands out to grab Chelsea by the feet and force her back down to the mat - one of the patented counters that Candy had been known for in her time as a wrestler before. The impact sent Candy staggering back - against the ropes again damn it - but no worse for wear.