Triple Tag Team Mayhem!

Toshio was taken by surprise, and his lowered upper body meant that the drop kick hit him that much harder. "AAAAAGH!" he cried as the kick sent him crashing onto his back. His face was already sore from the hit Haruka gave him earlier, and he was left rolling on his back, clutching his face in agony. "FFfffffffffuuuuuuuuugh...."

MIdori got up and would go to grab at Toshio's legs to hold them up and then go for a stomp to his midsection.

Toshio gasped as Midori's grabbed at his legs. Reacting quickly, he pushed out with his legs, twisting with his body to grab at Midori's heel, hoping to trip her. If she fell onto her back, then he would try to use the momentum to straddle her front and stun her with a right hook. If she fell forwards, then he would try to use their positions to catch her around the waist in a scissor with his legs.

MIdori fell forward and Toshio was able to scissor her around the waist. Midori grunted more in annoyance then in pain at this moment since her muscular body shield her a little. As Toshio kept her like this, Midori would try to pummel down at his face.

The punch sent Toshio's head snapping to the size, sending a tremor through his jaw and lip. Still, he almost smiled at the familiar sensation. In this position, Toshio knew he could use his MMA experience to his advantage, and also knew that Midori would be able to pull few tricks against him.

Toshio waited for for Midori's next punch, and grabbed at her wrist with both hands. Twisting, he rotated his body sideways, maintaining the scissor but pushing against Midori in such a way so that he was now lying to her side, squeezing her waist with his legs and twisting at her in an armbar while she lay on her front.

Toshio able to get Midori into this hold and pin her on ground. Midori snarled in fury and some pain. Her free hand instinctively shot out as if loking for leverage though if the ropes were not nearby they would grab air.

"GIVE UP!" Toshio shouted, giving Mimete an abrupt squeeze with his legs while twisting sharply at Midori's wrist. He had to admit, Midori was a damned good fighter, but here on the mat, Toshio knew what he was doing.

If Midori didn't submit, then he wouldn't waste time by maintaining the hold, however. He would instead push himself upward to straddle Midori's back, while converting the armbar by instead sliding his left arm under her armpit to trap it. Rolling on top of Midori's back, he'd slide his free arm around her throat for a rear naked choke, keeping his head on her shoulder to avoid a headbutt counter. With this done, he would try to roll onto his back to better squeeze into Midori, keeping his body scissor locked all the while.

At this moment Daisy Cry decided that the time had come to stop fucking around. As TOshio went to mount Midori's back, she got into the ring and suddenly dashed forward going for her signature knee lift to Toshio's skull to try and stop him.

Toshio was completely unprepared for Daisy's interference, and was stunned as her knee lift blindsided him. "AGH!" he cried as Daisy's knee slammed against his skull, sending him rolling off of Midori in a daze.

"TOSHIO!" Kyo cried, clutching the ropes. He was about to vault over them and run to his brother's aid when he suddenly noticed that Rainbow Mika had already climbed the corner post in one quick motion, beating him to the punch.

Turning around, Mika sprang off the corner post to launch herself, ass-first, at Daisy's head. "FLYING PEACH!" she shouted as she executed her signiature move.

Daisy looked up in time to get a faceful of Mika's ass in her. This would prompt Haruka to climb in and charge at Mika for her signature clothesline finisher attack even though neither were the legal fighters.