Bullet Ant vs Jamie Valentine

Bullet Ant's forearm smacked into Jamie's face and bounced her head off the mat, stunning her again. She shook her head and yanked on Ant's antenna again.

"STOP HITTING MY HEAD!" She screamed into Bullet Ant's ear and then began pelting her with punches and slaps in a barrage with both hands that very quickly degraded into sissyfighting.

"AAAAH!" Bullet Ant yelled as Jamie tried to deafen her, before getting knocked on her back by the barrage of punches and slaps, a wrestling match decending quickly into a cat fight. "SCREW YOU!" She yelled, reaching out to grab some of Jamie's hair and pull as hard as possible.

No plan to not fight dirty survives contact with the enemy.

Jamie let out a high pitched, girlish scream and her hands flew to her hair to hold onto Bullet Ant's wrists. "OHMIGOD! YOU CHEATER! OW! STOP CHEATING CHEATER!"

She kicked and flailed frantically and shoved at Bullet Ant's face before planting her feet on the mat and heaving up to try to roll herself, and Bullet Ant with her, over. Which was tough, given how huge the Ant was.

"YOU GRABBED MY MASK! THAT'S A MILLION TIMES WORSE CHEATER!" She yelled back, as she held onto Jamie's hair, a few strands coming loose before she was rolled off. Seeing a way to get away from the punk she let go and rolled a bit further away, Ant would get away from her face being smashed in and Jamie would no longer have anyone pulling her hair: win-win.


"Well that was embarrassing..." She groaned as she pulled herself up, hopefully the rest of the match could be held to a higher standard then that.

"How is that worse!? It's not even against the rules!" Jamie shouted after Bullet Ant as she made her daring getaway. Jamie wasn't too clear on the rules in general, but she was pretty sure there was no rule against that.

She pulled herself up to her feet, wincing and rubbing her head. Her bandana was on the mat a few feet away, and her blonde hair was a mess. She reached back to pull out the elastic that held it in place and tousled it with her hands to let it down evenly. She shook her head and brushed her hair back over her shoulders. She looked almost completely different with her hair down. More normal.

Then it was back to Bullet Ant. She set her eyes on the bug girl and put up a hand again for another tie up. There was no way she was actually going to do it, she just wanted to get her bigger, speedier opponent in close so she could try to break her knee some more.

"Wait... I think that's just Lucha it's a rule... It's still a real dick move! Like the ultimate in douchebaggery!" Bullet argued back, testing out how secure her leg was. Truth be told, in the catfight she hadn't really noticed her knee hurting that much, it still stung when she tried putting pressure on it, but this was bearable. She'd just have to stop Jamie going after her leg like that again, or think of a counter next time.

The masked grappler didn't trust Jamie to stay at the tie up, but she couldn't exactly back down now. She'd just have to be ready to counter whatever Miss Valentine was planning.

Jamie was pretty sneaky. She was confident in her sneakiness both because of how sneaky she was and how incredibly stupid everyone else was. As Bullet Ant approached, she was sure she didn't suspect a thing.

"I'm actually gonna try this time. I'm way stronger than you." She boasted. As Ant drew near enough, she lifted her hands up and threw a pretty predictable straight kick out at her hurt knee.

Bullet saw the kick coming a mile away, of cause that boast was at least 50% bullshit. She was trying, but she was trying to go for the leg she nearly ripped off instead of going for the lock up. "Aha!" She said, grabbing the leg aiming for her knee. "Gotcha!" Now what to do.

Jamie spluttered wordlessly and fitfully tugged at her leg but couldn't free it. She hopped on one foot to keep her balance.

She'd seen other people do the thing where you jump up and kick the person holding your foot across the face with your free leg. It didn't seem that hard before, but now that she was hopping around in front of Bullet Ant, she couldn't seem to find the... right angle for it. Or something. After a frustrated moment considering the likelihood of being able to pull the move off, she decided against it.

Instead, she reverted to what seemed to be her default setting and began hopping furiously toward the ropes, flailing her arms and reaching out for them.

"Break! I'm practically on the ropes! Leggo!"

Bullet Ant's eyes went wide behind the mesh as Jamie started to hop up and down. She must have fallen for the half Irish girl's trap. Any moment she was gonna get her head kicked in with a viscious Enziguri and it might be lights out for her.

Any moment now...

Any moment...

Seriously, when the hell was she gonna get her freaking head kicked in? Was Jamie just going to hop around and try to go for the ropes while looking like a... oh. Well... that made life a lot easier for her. Trying to spin Jamie down to the mat with a dragon screw.