Re: [Standard Match] Margarita Jorgensen (D) vs Eka Guramishvili - We Will Rock You

by skip-stop Thu Nov 28, 2019 8:14 pm

Eka’s suggestion was interesting enough, but at this point in time Margarita was not considering it. On the one hand, no matter how optimistic she was, sometimes she used commonplace logic and something told her that a place in Eka’s heart was already taken and that the Danish girl should not make any plans ahead of time. And on the other hand, she simply did not have time for long thoughts at the moment because her leg convincingly collided with the head of the Georgian princess.

When Eka fell on the mat, Margarita lowered her legs forward and down and gracefully took an upright position. The noise in the hall became positive again, it seems that today's debutant clearly exceeded initial expectations. Margarita was definitely not an absolutely unique fighter, but her charisma, physical condition and unpredictable character clearly distinguished her from the general mass. Unpredictability has always been a part of the life of the pink-haired girl and therefore no one knew what to expect from her. Even now, her unusual kick again returned the girl to the top. However, now she was planning something more powerful.

Sea Star took a step towards the lying body of the Georgian princess, she intended to grab her hand in order to jerk her to her feet. Despite the fact that Margarita was confident in her legs and her kicks, which were mainly aimed at the opponent’s head, she was going to play safe. She needed to ensure Eka's submissiveness and for this the Danish girl was going to send the additional knee strike to the temple of her rival.

After all, if she had succeeded, then Eka would probably have remained stunned so that Margarita could realize her next move. The pink-haired girl was about to wrap the hand around the neck of her rival and grab her nearest leg. Margarita was determined to lift her sexy rival upside down, showing her excellent physical fitness. It might seem that now the Danish girl wanted to make the classic fisherman suplex, but instead of falling on her back, Margarita was going to fall on her own ass, sending Eka's head towards the mat with the help of the fisherman buster!

by LtLukas Sat Nov 30, 2019 3:44 am

Eka's whole body was telling her to resist, to get up, and take the match towards this pinkhaired girl. She wanted to bounce up and fist pump for the crowd and roll on to a victory. But her body couldn't. The ringing in her head informed her that the massive power of the kicks was enough to kick her down, and the cumulative effect of all the strikes had its own effect as well. The mat provided some reprieve, but that reprieve would not be for as long as she would have liked it to have been.

Margarita, for her part, was moving. She hauled Eka to her feet. The Georgian girl stumbled for a bit, before Margarita steadied her. Her opponent's hand on her neck meant nothing but bad things for Eka, but she could not do anything at the moment, as her body was far too racked with pain. Eka's leg was then grabbed, and what happened next was all but inevitable. Eka went up, and then pain shot through her body. This was not the sudden, sharp pain of a kick. This was a dull ache, that spread and lingered and would be felt for the next week.

But it would also be felt right then. Eka groaned and lay over on her side, trying to recover from everything that happened to her tonight. She was thrown against a lot of the bigger women that AFW had to offer, and she was going against someone who was roughly her size tonight. But given how much pain she was in, it was really quite similar to having gone against one of those titanesses that her manager loved calling her about...

by skip-stop Mon Dec 02, 2019 5:27 pm

Margarita threw back her hair from her forehead and looked at the results of her labor. After the fall, Eka lay on her side and did not seem to be in good condition. In her heart the pink-haired girl felt something inspiring, because perhaps right now it was an opportunity to finish it all.

“Come on, Margarita, hold her for the audience!” - the girl said to herself mentally.

In one motion, Sea Star was about to pull the Georgian princess by the shoulder to turn her on her back. And then the former actress was determined to lie across her rival, pressing Eka to the mat with her chest. Grabbing Eka's distant leg, Margarita intended to bend and squeeze it in order to begin the attempt at the classic pin. She was lucky that the referee did not take long to wait and after a moment there was the first clap on the mat.

- One!

The Danish girl's body was trembling slightly, feelings overwhelmed her. More than anything, she wanted to win now. To show that she is not just an actress who came here just to show off. Two more claps on the mat and this will be the successful start of her dream. Once she heard from her coach that the debut match is the second most important match in life after the title match.

She could smell sweat coming from both girls, she heard the loud noise of the crowd that was watching them, she could feel it with every cell of her body. Two more claps. Two claps and the first step on the big road to her dream will be done. Only two claps.

by LtLukas Fri Dec 06, 2019 3:28 am

Eka was still reeling when Margarita saw it fit to beset herself upon her, and the Georgian girl was honestly not terribly surprised. Eka did not know what she looked like from the eyes of another, but she was sure that she would be able to guess. The picture that she was painting in her head of herself was not that glorious. It was her, slumped on her side, with nascent bruises forming all over her body and completely covered in sweat. She was not quite sure what Margarita looked like, given the state of things, but she was sure that Margarita's outward appearance far surpassed her own from the layman's point of view. Or even from an expert's point of view.

It wasn't long before Margarita had her in a pin. There was something so classic, so lovely about the pin that the pinkhaired woman was going for. The Georgian girl usually preferred to end her matches via submissions, given her background, but she had been inoculated in wrestling to the extent that she liked some of the moves that heralded wrestling's hey day. Eka grimaced as the count rose to one. The darkhaired girl could not simply lie there and appreciate Margarita's moves. She had to do something, anything, to get back into this match. The only problem was, Eka was in so much pain.

TWO!

The ref girl counted.

Eka breathed in deeply. It was now or never. She summoned all of the strength that she had in her 23 year old body, and kicked out of the pin. As she did it, she held her breath. The ref girl surely would have been very close to the three count, but Eka was confident that she could get out of it. Then again, in this situation, she had to be confident in herself if she wanted to continue with the match, and eventually push on to a win.

by skip-stop Fri Dec 06, 2019 11:44 am

- Two!

Margarita's heart was ready to break out of her chest. One more time. Another clap and her career will receive the successful start she needs. Margarita closed her eyes and squeezed the foot of her rival more strongly. Even with her eyes closed, she felt the referee raise her hand for the third clap. And this hand is already dropping down.

- Only two! - re-announced the referee.

Opening her eyes, Margarita with surprise, disappointment and bitterness discovered that Eka had broken the pin at the very last moment. The Danish girl always knew that it would not be easy, but now her lower lip quivered a little. Was this not enough? Not for Eka, nor for the audience?

"No... why..." - thought the girl.

The girl brushed sweat from her forehead and rose to her feet. She reached for the hair of the Georgian princess, but at the last moment the girl changed her mind and took her rival by the hand instead of hair. Despite the failure, she was not yet ready to fall below her dignity.

Margarita was going to pull the brunette up and make her rise to her feet. The feeling of a missed moment created an unpleasant lump in the belly of a pink-haired girl. It was strange, but she knew what she was feeling at the moment, though admitting it was very difficult.

Sea Star was determined to take a step forward by holding Eka’s wrist and shoulder, and then send her rival to the nearest corner with the help of the irish whip! And if Eka had not prevented this, then Margarita would have gone after her to meet her rival again in the corner with the help of the shoulder block.

by LtLukas Wed Dec 11, 2019 2:40 am

Eka wanted to get up, and get rolling, and start chaining moves together until she had totally overwhelmed the actress. The intention was there, but the capacity to do so sorely lacked. It took all of her effort to kick out of the pin, as having done so totally robbed her ability to stand up and get going. Luckily, Margarita was there to help her up. Eka knew that it was not out of some profound sense of compassion that the pink-haired woman was getting her on her feet. But still, she was going to take whatever was afforded to her, least of all because Margarita easily could have picked the raven-haired woman up by her hair.

It hardly matted, as Eka was Irish whipped towards the ropes. The wind of the arena blessed her face and threw her features in sharp relief as her long black locks flowed behind her. The crowd roared in anticipation. She was not quite sure what caused her to receive her second wind, but with each footfall she found herself picking up her energy. It was with renewed vigor that she went into the corner. When she was sent flying to the ropes, she knew that her opponent would be waiting near the center of the ring to hammer her down to the mat when she came bounding back. But an Irish whip into the corner meant that Margarita would be hounding her steps.

At least, that was what she was relying on. Instead of crashing into the turnbuckle, Eka hopped up onto the bottom rope and jumped into the air. The Georgian girl held onto the top ropes and spread her legs so that Margarita would collide with the turnbuckle. It would take a lot of timing, but Eka was confident that she could pull it off.

And then she would have Margarita in prime position. She wrapped her arms around Margarita, and then went up and over for a German suplex. "Yes!" She cried. She wasn't sure why she said it. The Georgian girl was mostly trying to buoy herself, she thought.

by skip-stop Fri Dec 13, 2019 1:01 pm

A year ago, she was the successful actress. A year ago, she had the opportunity to travel around the world. A year ago, she had the opportunity to receive much fees than she could ever get here. Even then, she made people happy. Nobody watch movies and series just for movies and series. Each person watches this because he likes to watch the characters. And the actor can give just an unforgettable character image in which a person can truly fall in love.

Sending Eka to the side of the corner, Margarita ran after her, intending to crash into the Georgian princess with her shoulder in order to send her down again! Margarita left the film industry only for the reason that it was not enough for her to see the faces of those for whom she tried, only on the red carpet. She always wanted to make people happy and here, in the ring, she could see every person who came in order to look at what he likes. Everyone who came here wanted to see the show. And Margarita knew how to do it. She was a pink tank with bright sparkles, who demolishing everything in her path to hell, but did it superbly and brightly.

Eka was almost bumping into a corner, and Margarita was right behind her. Despite the fact that she ended up here, in the early stages no one believed in her. Especially the parents. The fashion designer and the stylist. They both believed that Margarita should stay in the movies, and not go to Japan in order to fight in the ring...

Right now, she was going to prove to everyone and everyone that it was here that her place was. In her heart, she was always a fighter who destroys any obstacle that gets in the way! And if there is no way, then she will pave it! Because for the sake of her dream, she is ready to go only forward, not to step back a single step!

The pink-haired girl's eyes widened in surprise when, literally in an instant, Eka seemed to fly into the air. The Danish girl had no chance to suppress her inertia and her shoulder painfully crashed into a corner. The girl screamed, unable to contain the pain, for one instant it turned out that she had dislocated her shoulder, but in fact it was just pain. Her mind was obscured by the randomness of her thoughts, but she still heard the two legs landing behind her. Margarita was determined to turn around to prevent the enemy from attacking from behind.

However, before she could do this, she heard an enthusiastic "yes" from Eka. Margarita managed to understand what was happening, one second before it happened. The back and nape of the Starfish crashed hard into the mat.

- GGGGaaaaRRhhh!! - she cried out.

The German suplex provided her body with pain. Danish girl closed her eyes. Now she only had the strength to push herself to the side and roll over on her left side. She moaned softly in pain, unable to take more action at the moment.

by LtLukas Sun Dec 22, 2019 9:49 pm

Eka was a lot of different things. She was a Ph.D candidate at a very difficult university and as such spent many hours in the library or in front of her computer or with a pile of books in front of her. She was Georgian, and as such had great pride in her mountain home. She was a wrestler, and as such was going to give it her all when she got in the ring. Eka was not, however, a high flyer or an exceptionally strong wrestler. So when she popped over her pinkhaired opponent and then hammered her into the mat with a powerful suplex. The crowd clapped eagerly, nearly as surprised as Eka was that she was able to pull the counter off.

The Georgian girl stood upright for a second, looking at what she had done. She was wondering if during the exchange that Margarita had knocked her so hard that she was unconscious and this was a dream. A moment later revealed that if this was in fact a dream, it was a very realistic one, and Eka was going to ride that particular delusion for as long as she possibly could. She charged forward at her downed opponent, reckoning that she would not be able to dally for that long before Margarita got back up. The actress looked quite young, and Eka knew better than anyone what vigor and folly youth brought with it.

She dove on top of Margarita and quickly got to work with her bread and butter, submissions. Eka grabbed Margarita's arm and quickly looped her other arm around. Kimuras were absolutely hellacious to be stuck in, and she knew that. The Georgian girl did not particularly like the fact that she was causing a lot of pain to another woman, but that was what you had to do if you wanted to win a wrestling match. Her teeth were gritted, and she tried to put all her weight on Margarita so that she would not be able to move that much.

"Tap before you need to, yes?" From another woman, that would have sounded like a taunt. The fact that Eka's voice cracked a little bit and the look of concern on her face told Margarita and the world that it was not. Eka really really did not want to break anyone's arms. But she wondered just how much Margarita would be willing to push it before she finally succumbed to the pain...

by skip-stop Mon Dec 23, 2019 10:46 am

Margarita opened her eyes, still feeling pain in her back and back of her head. This german suplex was definitely not good for her health. The girl, with a soft moan, rolled on her back, she needed to see what was going on. However, as soon as she did this, Eka landed on top of her, almost firmly pressing her body to the mat. Sea Star already wanted to use her hands, but here the Georgian princess got ahead of her, grabbing one of Margarita’s hands and bending her at an unnatural angle.

- AAAaaaaa!!!! - shouted the girl near the brunette's ear.

The pain fettered her hand, it can be said that now her hand seemed to be taken away, but instead they gave continuous pain. The Danish girl twitched, shaking her head from side to side, but her attempts were in vain, she had too little room for maneuver. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, trying to somehow control the pain in her hand. But there was nothing to hide, it turned out extremely badly.

- Tap before you need to, yes? - she heard the voice.

These words made Margarita feel as if someone had taken a nail and a hammer, and then driven that nail directly into her head. What was that? Unfortunately, the pink-haired girl did not hear trembling in these words, and even more so, she did not see remorse in these words on Eka's face. For Sea Star, this only meant that her rival was mocking her, after she gained superiority.

The right corner of Margarita's lips jerked down. She was a very impulsive person whose emotions could change at a snap. The girl never considered herself obliged to be polite to anyone. However, even such an unpredictable person as she would never begin to say rude things to a person who did nothing wrong to her. Now she wanted to tell Eka to fuck herself. Because the Danish girl was sure that today she did not give her rival a single reason for such words. But instead, Margarita clenched her teeth harder, she did not want to say what she was not originally going to say.

Instead, the girl used her resentment as a catalyst. She opened her eyes and put her free hand on the mat. Even a trained and strong person was quite difficult to hold a lot of weight on one arm. However, now the Danish girl needed to use her impressive strength only to push both girls a little to the side. After all, it was very close to the ropes, and if she had managed to move them, then her foot could well reach the lower rope, which would ensure rope break for her.

by LtLukas Tue Dec 31, 2019 6:20 pm

Eka looked down at Margarita, then back at the ref, then down at her pinkhaired opponent again. She didn't want to hold the movement for a second longer than she absolutely had to. This particular move, she knew, was one of the worst. Sweat dripped down her brow. Her large eyebrows trembled. Her chest rose and fell with great movements as Eka was trying to maintain her focus, to see the tap the second that it happened, and bring an end to this match. There it was. Margarita was reaching out, and Eka thought that the end was nigh. The Georgian girl breathed in sharply, and held her breath. All she had to do was tap. Eka would get out of her with a win and she would not have to break anyone's shoulder. Her blue eyes fixated on that outstretched arm, and she whispered a prayer to the old gods of the mountain that this match would mercifully come to an end.

But that didn't happen. Eka was actually in a pretty good spot to maintain the hold, she reckoned, as she had a lot of her weight over Margarita's body. The pinkhaired girl was calling upon untapped strength, and Eka found that the pair were moving. "Whoa!" she shouted, but it was already too late. Margarita had already bowled Eka over, which greatly decreased the amount of pressure that she could apply in the hold. Worse still, Eka looked down to find that Margarita's outstretched foot was at the bottom rope. The ref girl called a rope break, and Eka released the hold as soon as she could.

The Georgian girl rolled away and stood up. Kimuras always had a capacity to end a match, and Eka thought she was close there. All of the repeated blows told Eka's head told her not to underestimate her opponent. That being said, she felt like she could go forever. She was breathing a little bit hard now, but her awesome conditioning meant that she could go for as long as she needed to. At least, that was the hope. The Georgian was a few steps away now, and had some breathing room. She wanted to take a second to consider her next course of action. A slam would keep Margarita on the mat for long enough for her to go for her finisher, she thought.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. Not seriously, yes?" The Georgian girl's voice trembled a little bit still, even after the move was let go. She didn't have any particular reason to explain herself. It was a wrestling match after all. But it still felt right.

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