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Post by caspian2 on Apr 30, 2017 7:10:52 GMT
(All Results by Vassago, Words by Cas) SIRENS III: TSUNAMIA chilly Spring greeting from the beautiful city arena in the heart of Sapporo, Japan! Today’s event sees the Sirens crossing the Pacific Ocean to duke it out on Japanese turf, in what is sure strategy to build-up support for their brand overseas. However, the move upsetting some of the locals, who have already made their challenges known to SIRENs' management. Rumour has it that resident wunderkid Diana Korkunova already slatted to fight in one of their home promotional events soon enough. However, for tonight, here's a reminder of the fight-card for the evening: 1. Rachel ‘Rocky’ Barnes vs Danielle ‘Danni’ Robertson 2. Tatiana Dieteman vs Melissa Satta (Lightweight) 3. Carmella Rose vs Clara Alonso (Lightweight) 4. Berenice Marlowe vs Petra Nemcova (Welterweight)
Without further ado, let’s get the fightin' started!
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Post by caspian2 on Apr 30, 2017 7:13:18 GMT
1. Rachel ‘Rocky’ Barnes vs Danielle ‘Danni’ Robertson (Lightweight)Rachel:(31, 5’7, BBU Debut, Free Agent) Danielle:(23, 5’11, 1:2 BBU, SIRENs) Before: Danielle arrives after a controversial win over Ming Xi and Rachel wants to make an impression on her debut; both girls channel some grudge ideas. Danielle: “I’m on a roll recently whilst Rachel’s a fading model on her her way out. And she wants to make a change in her career options at this point? I think not. This should be a walk in the park.” Rachel however vehemently disagreeing, calling Danni’s comments deplorable. “She’s younger, bigger, but they don't call me ‘Rocky’ for nothing. If she thinks i’m going down without a fight, she’s dead wrong.” Girls shape up on podium and then face off against each other in the center. Yes, the height difference becomes apparent almost immediately, but Rachel looks far from intimidated, holding a steady fist hovering over Danni’s toned midsection whilst the Australian smirks down at her condescendingly, almost a head taller physically but feeling that way as well. Round 1: Girls wade in once the bell sounds and boy do they bang away hard! Mutual agreement to do away with pleasantries sees both girls taking turns, slamming big hooks into forearms and jumping the gun on any jab-work. Danni’s strength breaking apart Rachel’s guard early on with double left-right hooks thrown in quick succession, knocking Barnes off balance. But Rachel uses smaller size to recover quickly and avoid those big punches easily, instead slamming her own gloves directly into Danni’s lean body whenever the Australian twists to the side from a missed blow. Powerful punches drawing loud grunts as both girls look like they’re working towards a knockout in the first round alone, but the bell rings and they’re bent over, already panting hard. Hard round to score as both ladies landing some big hits. Round 2: Rachel hanging back early, some soul-searching to do as she realises that Danni’s big punches able to hurt her the moment she gets sloppy and in too close. Danni knows this as well, charges firmly towards Rachel and again shoots jab-jab at her head, then WHACK of a hook on Rachel’s guard, only Ms Barne’s agility saving her from getting floored by just one blow. Rachel however doing a good job of dodging in and out, snapping fists into Danni’s face and chest given then chance. Danni now the one getting frustrated as the blows begin taking their toll on her together with her inability to land her punches on turn. Bell rings and the crowd unusually swings to Rachel’s side, clearly on the side of the underdog. Round 3: Pundits sitting up as the fight gets interesting when Rachel chooses to charge in quickly despite her disadvantage. Danni licking her lips, looking eager, a one-two jab to the face does little to deter Barnes as she steps in and buries a stiff left-right uppercut deep in Danni’s gut, then goes to work on her chest with a flurry of punches. Danni grimacing, firing off wide arcs of hooks aimed at Rachel’s head, but ‘Rocky’ yelps in partial surprise as she she ducks under each hand, each weave a lucky break as they simply fly over and into blurring hair. Rachel follows up with DIG of glove into Danni’s sides, pushing the big Australian back bit by bit, banging away on the body until Robertson is left blubbering on the ropes, butt firmly bunched in between. Round 4: It’s not going very well for Danni - first three rounds see her being out-boxed - her dominant style still leaving much to be desired if she can’t exert it on a foe. One advantage the Australian does have, however, is her fiery temper. Robertson shedding her nice-girl image and going into rage-mode, throwing fewer hooks but putting her back into straight, power-shots that are hard NOT to miss when they thrown straight into Barnes’ guard. Rachel shocked as the punches descend onto her, the American model knowing full well that this barrage will not allow her to survive for long, can already feel her arms loosening from the battering. Rachel tries dodging around, slaps hands into Danni’s cheek pak pak pak pak, but they lack any venom. Danni anticipates next set of punches from the smaller girl, then WHACKS her across the cheek in carefully orchestrated swing! Rachel’s eyes go wide with shock, as Danni continues with the abuse, pirouetting her face back-and-forth, left and right with multiple drubbings. Rachel now in trouble, backing up, but Danni continues banging away, making up for lost time by jamming fists into her body, leaving Rachel bunched over her fist gasping for air as Robertson treats her to fistfuls of leather this round. Strong comeback from Danielle at the bell and the Siren raises a hand to acknowledge her return to form. Round 5: Seems like anger management issues go both ways though: blood flowing freely to Rachel’s head as she looks like she’s about to blow her top when the bell rings. Both girls head straight for each other, going after the body with thundering lefts and rights, hoping to break the other before breaking. Rachel’s toned body now being shuddered and shaken by powerful blows as the younger Robertson uses her weight advantage to devastating effect. Don’t know what Rachel’s thinking getting in there to brawl with someone who’s built for it. Danni wickedly smiling as she plugs her fists relentlessly into enemy body… but suddenly grunts when Rachel switches up top, SCRUBS a right hook across the Australian model’s face. Look of shock registering as Rachel sweeps another left hook the other way across, and suddenly Danni not looking so confident any longer as she stumbles the other way. Rachel growls as she steps in and BATTERS the tummy left-right-left-right, ploughing arms in over and over. Danni’s mouth forms the ‘O’ shape as strength suddenly leaves her body - she falls down to her knees! It’s a knockdown for ROCKY BARNES!! Crowd roars with approval as Rachel also straightens a victorious arm to acknowledge them. Referee begins the count as Danielle in agonising pain on her knees, both hands cradling her midsection. Rachel returning to neutral corner, awaiting the inevitable. Quite a feat indeed at being able to knockdown such a giant, however not surprising when Danni manages to get back to her feet facing the ropes by the count of 8. Rachel charges in again when the referee waves to resume. Barnes now batting and digging her gloves into the sides of Danni’s back - the Australian sobbing and yelping as her American foe slams fists into her body from behind, Danni absorbing and trying to survive. Danni spins around before her kidneys can be targeted, but another swipe across the cheek leaves her in no better shape. Robertson decides to clinch forward, wrapping arms around the smaller girl’s chest and then shoving her backward with heaving chest in Rachel’s face. Rachel cannot do anything in that tight hold, fists spanking on Danni’s belly down before but still being herded backwards, being drained of energy. Last minute comes and goes, and Danni’s strategy seems to be working in that at least she’s not getting pummelled by punches. Suddenly, Danni shoves her off, and Rachel finds freedom but throws her off balance, enough time for Danni to RAM a right hand straight down into her face, engulfing her mouth! Rachel grunts loudly as Danni continues with the straight hands, lefts and rights battering the nose until Rachel starts leaking blood! Seems like the Siren’s power has finally come into play, inflicting some serious damage on Rachel Barnes. Another left-right to her mouth stuns her, but nothing compared to powerful JERK of right hand straight to her jaw, sending Rachel sailing backwards and tumbling over, flooring her on her back with a THUD. Rachel sent to canvas with her arms and limbs spread-eagled on the ground, face staring up at the lights in a same-round KNOCKDOWN for Danni Robertson! Now Danni’s turn to raise cautious hand to the crowd, but it’s quite clear that the Siren is also almost spent from the exertion. Referee begins the count and Rachel shows her own resilience by slowly but surely clinging onto the ropes for support, pulling rest of her body up to her feet by the count of 7. Round FINALLY ends, with girls effectively tied at one knockdown each for this round! Round 6: Spectators soon sense something really amiss when Rachel lacking that spunk and tenacity, moving too slowly and throwing even fewer punches. Her nose opened up once again early on, surely disorienting her further when one nostril starts leaking red down her chest. Danni no mercy by targeting Rachel’s head almost exclusively. Nose and lips pounded on in steady barrage of punches from Roberson as the Australian beats her Barnes to the ropes. Rachel barely able to hold her guard together by this point, forearms smacked away by forceful hooks, leaving her face wide open for final BEAUTIFUL HOOK to the cheek - Rachel lets out a guuuhh as her body thrown to the side, feet can’t keep up and she collapses on herself and landing with a dull sound. This time, Rachel not moving, and referee doesn’t bother counting, ushering for medical team to get the American girl some much needed medical attention after seeing large amount of blood pooling at the base of her face on the canvas. Official Decision: Danielle Robertson defeats Rachel ‘Rocky’ Barnes via KO6!After: Record books will show this match as a good win for Danielle Robertson, but SIRENs officials far from happy internally, feeling that their girl could’ve and should’ve put away a rookie like Rachel Barnes MUCH earlier and easier. Nonetheless, Danielle couldn’t care less, mounting four corners’ turnbuckles and beating her chest with one fist, showing the crowds who’s boss. Rachel being completely, recovering in her corner after being brought around with smelling salts and of course the bleeding in her nose stopped. Even though she suffered a loss, many pundits incredibly impressed by the newcomer’s showing, capable of some punching power and even more courage. It’s gonna be up to her if she wishes to continue in the ring, but this reporter clearly feels that Ms Barnes definitely has a future in this league.
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Post by caspian2 on Apr 30, 2017 7:15:37 GMT
2. Tatiana Dieteman vs Melissa Satta Tatiana:(25, 5’8, BBU Debut, Free Agent) Melissa:(31, 5’9, 2:0 BBU, SIRENs) Before: Melissa dismissing her new opponent (before they even meet) as a complete stranger and someone whom she has never heard of before. “Tatiana who?? Is she an American?” she laughs. “Everyone knows Melissa Satta,” she proudly proclaims instead, in that thick Italian accent of hers. “This American girl? Not so much.” Tatiana, who is in indeed American and a successful fashion model, is casually lounging in her seat at other end of the table. “Funny,” she begins. “I didn't know who you were *either* until they picked you as my opponent. You must be some soccer hag who got famous only because of her husband, no” Melissa visibly steaming red after hearing that, starts spouting curses in Italian at her opponent, whilst the rest of the auditorium look on in amusement. At the podium, Tatiana undresses by removing her white cotton shirt, revealing seductive black lace-bra and panties, donning red gloves. Melissa opting for a sunflower yellow bikini, orange gloves tinged blue. Referee rings the bell for ten rounds of Lightweight action: Round 1: Contrast of styles as Melissa charges but Tatiana dodges out of the way in the opening seconds. Satta perhaps eager to get into her next bout after having fought a long two months ago - considered a lifetime in the boxing arena. Tatiana not built for powerful strokes, however, obvious from her lean and mean body, scooting away on fast footwork instead and jabbing religiously at the charging Melissa. Strikes to the face stop Satta’s reckless charges in the middle of the round and instead, Melissa tries her hand at strong crosses straight into Tatiana’s guard. The result overall is that both girls land very little effective shots and spend equal amount of time verbally taunting the other. Round 2: Aaaand the result is: Melissa gassed good and early. Some audience members rolling their eyes at her over-eagerness: she has power, yes, but that’s not gonna work against a more technical and speedy fighter like Tatiana, who takes the opportunity to rush in more often now, snapping jabs after jab into the side of the Italian’s face and even gets some body blows in. Melissa swinging back, definitely, but gloves either hit at forearms or smash imaginary targets in the air instead. Satta needs to do more work and she knows it, gritting her teeth and letting out a loud and frustrated growl at the end of the round. Tatiana seems like she’s getting the hang of this boxing thing, starts to rely on her right hand in steady stream of hard jabs that land quite often this round, gives herself a pat on the back. Round 3: Tatiana cautioned however not to get overly confident - advice that doesn’t seem to register immediately when she gets bolder with her attacks, tries to crowd out her opponent with more aggressive jabbing but doesn’t realise TOO CLOSE for comfort when Satta RATTLES her entire body with a powerful right hook to her guard. Force of which throws her to the left and she stumbles - more than enough time for Melissa to catch her with a follow-up left uppercut to the gut, spearing midsection on the spot and lifting her off her toes for a split second. American model lets out a deep grunt and feet seem rooted to the spot as Satta goes to work with more painful blows to her midsection, jerking her lithe body around. Final straight hand to the jaw blows Tatiana backwards, finally creating enough separation between both beauties. Melissa tries to rush in again at her foe, but Tatiana still has sense to avoid her opponent like the plague for the remainder of the round, sacrificing points for fear of losing the match entirely. Round 4: Another bad round for the challenger as she gets caught along the ropes early in the round with a straight cross to her guard. Dieteman grunts with her back hitting leather forcefully, then her front gets a taste as well when Satta simply starts jamming leather into her paunch and chest. Tatiana not even punching back at this point, simply trying to survive, makes rookie mistake of travelling fists downwards to protect her body, allowing Satta to HOOK a clean right hand straight to the jaw. Tatiana’s cheek disappears in the glove as the blow sends her sprawling to one side, twisting in the air and falling to the canvas in a THUD. KNOCKDOWN for SATTA! Melissa all smiles as she steps confidently over body to celebrate early - that’s extent of the Italian’s confidence in her abilities. Tatiana Dieteman not having the best of debuts, for all her tough rhetoric. Perhaps her management really screwed her over with a debut match against someone like Satta. Still, the American slowly claws her way back up to her knees along the ropes, mouth agape and drawing deep, ragged breaths the entire way. To the rookie’s credit, she does manage to get back up at the count of 8, but clinging on to top rope for dear life, as though she would collapse back down if she were to let go. Melissa definitely keen on testing this theory, doesn’t show an ounce of mercy when the referee waves for her to come on again and she looks more than happy to. No resistance from Dieteman as her body chopped in half again and again by thunder-hooks to the body, Satta enjoying target practice when she finishes Dieteman off with another one-two blow to the chin! Immediately Tatiana crumples on her feet, collapsing back down where she came from into a heap at Satta’s feet! This time, referee takes one look at her and waves it off! It’s over! Official Decision: Melissa Satta defeats Tatiana Dieterman via KO4.After: Melissa Satta doesn’t look like she even broke a sweat here, confidently striding and strutting about the ring, showing off her lean and still-mean fighting body. She would of course claim that she’s still in the best shape and prime of her career, even though her age must be slowly catching up to her by this point of turning 30. Pundits, however, far from surprised at her performance tonight: it was textbook Satta, and against unproven commodity like Tatiana, one could only expect someone like Satta to dominate the rookie. If she hadn’t, perhaps that would have been more newsworthy headline. Poor Dieteman though: rough start for her. Still, you have to take every experience and hopefully learn from it. If you do, you still have a shot in this game. For tonight though, Ms Dieteman finding out the hard way that sometimes, you’re used as someone else’s cannon fodder and there’s nothing much you can do about it.
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Post by caspian2 on Apr 30, 2017 7:17:49 GMT
3. Carmella Rose vs Clara AlonsoCarmella:(21, 5’8, BBU Debut, Free Agent) Clara:(30, 5’9, 1:1 BBU, SIRENs) Before: Both girls seem to hate each other's guts before they even take the stage for pre-fight interview, scowling and shooting daggers at each other as they ascend the steps. Apparently, the blonde was caught flirting with Clara’s man backstage, resulting in wild brawl in locker room when Clara lunged at her from behind, sinking fingernails into the young upstart’s hair and thrashing her head about violently. Carmella shrieking but not born to be manhandled like that, expertly throws Alonso down to the ground with a judo trip then proceeds to pound on her face over and over. This all, of course, before officials manage to intervene, coming to aid of Clara’s beleaguered boyfriend as he recovers from sudden, stunned pleasure at being fought over by two exotic beauties. This of course explains both girls’ catty comments once their turn at the mic: “This little whore thinks she can come in and here and steal *my* man?” Alonso huffs into hot mic, obviously asking a rhetorical question. “I’ll give her a lesson and a mouthful in the ring,” the Spanish beauty threatens and raises one threatening fist at Carmella’s direction. “Hmprh. There's a brunette bitch in the room that's f*cking jealous, me thinks. We’ll see who ends up with who by the end of the night,” Rose confidently replies, winking suggestively into the audience, casting her night quite wide and hoping to snare a shark. This is certainly shaping up to be another fiery contest in the ring when things get personal. Clara dressed in dark blue bra and briefs, black gloves. Carmella in exotic white and black swimsuit in overlapping patterns and stripes, curving upwards over her chest to show-off much of her toned midriff in a diamond-shaped cut. Rounds 1-2: Carmella charges in immediately in the first round, obviously looking for payback from before and perhaps wanting to score bigger prize than just the prize money. Clara used to charging bulls, absorbs most of the blonde’s flurried punches with her tight guard, defends well by swatting away Carmella’s more awkwardly-thrown power-punches, then SHOCKS the blonde in return with jab after jab into her face and nose! Second round reads something similar, with the blonde not learning her lesson at all, stubbornly thinks that power equals better, but Clara once more takes advantage with excellent technical skills here, jamming her fists into various parts of Rose’s body, hurting her much more as a result. Round 3: Crowd cheers as they sense the animosity between both girls only increasing as the rounds go by, Carmella’s seething anger getting in the way of her boxing skills. Various points see the blonde almost lunging at her foe with flailing fists (like shooting her foot out at Clara at one point in an-almost illegal punt kick that thankfully misses Alonso’s shin), but manages to control herself at last moment. Clara though calm and collected, planting a nice cross to Carmella’s cheek good and early, pushing her back to the ropes where Clara works over her body in methodical fashion. Carmella shooting fists back into hers for some painful counters, but soon the pain jolting through her body, chest and abdomen too much for her - blonde covers up desperately, indicating she’s had enough, but Clara simply picking her targets more precisely, methodically, with puh puh puh sounds of leather hitting skin and muscle. Rose groaning on the ropes at the bell, whilst deep smile on Clara’s face as she clearly flashes it for her boyfriend’s benefit in a show of dominance at this pipsqueak blonde. Round 4: Clara gets ambitious this round, abandoning her technical style when she lands yet another straight hand into defenceless cheek of Carmella. The rookie just hasn't seemed to get used to the idea of defending herself properly. Perhaps the blonde cat might be best suited in a cage and not a ring. Here comes Alonso, confident that she’s dominating, continuing to whack wham and bash in blonde’s cheek and nose, but comes a little too close… NAILED by one of Carmella’s wild swings to the face - Clara looks shocked for a brief moment as her face swivelled to the right, eyes and mouth wide open. Carmella however snarls and lunges to kill: jacks powerful one-two uppercut into the brunette’s stomach, then beats her right hand straight onto Clara’s facial features like a piston, driving her back to the ropes now in reverse show of dominance! Clara’s will evaporating as fast it came before, the Siren perhaps not having anticipated the power of Rose’s fists as they now land with shock value. Result: Carmella leaves her foe bundled up along the ropes, one arm wrapped around the waist, the other arm packing in the tummy. Carmella about to score knockdown but thankfully the referee intervenes and saves Clara from going down before the bell. Round 5: Both girls go right at it again - unspoken rule this round: as much pounding and stuffing of fists into the midsection as possible. Loud gasps and yelps as the fighters trade belly blows: Carmella ramming a right hook straight into gut, folding Clara over, but the Spanish girl anticipates, holds her own, scoots out of the way with a rapid three jab combo to Rose’s own chest and tummy, drawing dull grunts. Clara was careless back there, knows she’s doomed if she let's Rose get close to her like last round. So the Siren hounds Carmella throughout remainder, snapping jab high, then snacking fist on tummy when Carmella takes the bait and raises her guard. Towards the end, the blonde has a look of pained frustration as her tummy turns a bright shade of pink from repeated abuse. Clara’s turn to pin her against the ropes with that steady pounding, ducks under a right hook aimed at her head and then DRILLS a right punch deep into Carmella’s gut, folding her in half and literally taking her off her feet, such that she crumples to all fours when she comes back down to earth, GAWKING and spit pooling down on canvas. KNOCKDOWN for Clara Alonso! Crowd makes their approval known with a loud roar. Clara looking pleased with herself as well as she saunter backs to corner, watching a bewildered Carmella Rose cling on to the lower ropes, slowly trying to get back to her feet. Crowd gets even more rowdy when the blonde succeeds, much to the dismay of Clara, of course. Rose steadies herself on top rope with one paw still clutching at swollen abdomen. Before Clara can get to finish her though, the referee waves for the end of the round. Clara making rude gesture at her rival: next time, b*tch, you’re going down! Round 6: Clara wanting to be woman of her word as she rushes straight at the dazed blonde, looking to put her down and away once and for all. Vicious pounding on the body by Alonso in rare show of forcefulness by the brunette. However, Carmella doesn't look like she’s about to be reduced to sobbing mess just yet - instead, big scowl on her face suggests that she’s happy her opponent is right where she wants her to to be! Clara doesn't see incoming blows to her jaw until too late - BAM BAM BAM: Carmella punting left right left straight up and into side of Clara’s jaw, whipping Alonso’s head in multiple directions. Blonde’s turn to advance with chopping blows into the tummy followed by more power-hooks that swivel Clara’s face this way and that. Alonso now the one in deep trouble as she tries to get our range but fails, head pistoned around all the way to the bell from Carmella’s unstoppable stopping power! Clara almost destroyed this round as she once again underestimates her opponent’s resolve! Carmella now the one making rude gesture with the shaking of her ass at Clara slumped over in corner. Round 7: Furious attack from both sides re-commences as both girls sort of rely on tried and tested strategies that have gotten them this far.... Carmella raking in punches to the sides of body and guard, whilst Clara trying to establish distance with a multitude of jabbing. Carmella snarls midway and ignores a double jab combo to the face, rushes in anyway and plants a solid right hand straight to Clara’s chest. Conquistador’s body spasms as more jabs land on either side of her chest in quick succession: Clara is paralysed on the spot as she covers up her chest with forearms. But Carmella continues to drill at Clara’s breasts left and right, before a hook on the jaw smashes into her opponent’s unprotected head! Alonso sprawls down to the ground with a cry of pain! KNOCKDOWN for CARMELLA! Dish best served cold as Carmella ignores the roar of the crowd and just spits insults back down at Alonso squirming on her tummy. Clara dazed, throbbing pain in her chest as she paws at the ropes hoping to pull her back up. Carmella saunters sexily into Clara’s corner, eyeing her audience and supporters with a sly smile, trying to find that one person who matters: finally spots Clara’s boyfriend, David, and blows him a suggestive kiss, relishing the sight of his entire face lighting up with embarrassment. Clara noticing the entire exchange, of course, by this time fuming as she makes it back to her feet by the count of 8: immediate cry of rage as she lunges back at Carmella without waiting for the referee to ring the bell to resume! Carmella turns back a little too late and gets smacked across the cheek with Clara’s right hand, then another left uppercut bunches her up. Carmella now in danger of going down herself from Clara’s wild assault, but Carmella no sitting duck, brings her fists back up to bear, shooting punches into Alonso paunch content in mutual destruction, jamming her fist into vulnerable chin from within close quarters, knocking Alonso back off her feet with a SNAP of her head back! Second loud THUD as Spanish girl gets sent down for the count yet AGAIN, this time eyes wide open and staring up at the white lights wondering what the hell-- Carmella this time too bruised to celebrate, hunched over fallen body and just trying to determine if this is the f*cking end? Hell no, apparently… Clara still alive, but barely conscious of the referee’s count: at 6 and she’s still barely off her butt. Stadium holds its breath though, eyes winced shut as she forces herself back up by the count of 9… but it looks like a breath of wind could knock her down with her swaying dangerously on the spot! The crowd can’t believe it either, chanting her name in encouragement but also concern for her well-being. Neither can Carmella, however, who doesn’t wait this time and launches herself back at her foe without the referee’s permission, cry of rage as she CRACKS another fist into Clara’s face, then another, followed by ANOTHER. STILL Alonso is standing! Carmella going for thudding rights and lefts into her tortured torso, pushing Alonso back to ropes - the Siren needs to hang on for just a few seconds before the end of the round… tries clinching forward but Carmella gets her elbows in the way, blocking her move and creating more space for Rose to continue packing in right hands into the belly button. Referee has seen enough when Alonso’s arms go limp by the side of her body, which is shuddering and rocking sideways from each powerful, dull blow of Carmella’s fists - he jumps in and calls it off! Official Decision: Carmella Rose defeats Clara Alonso via TKO7!After: Carmella not letting her rival go, however! Clara moaning as her body sags into waiting arms, has to endure yet a few more punches to her belly as Carmella sinking in her domination over her. “Why the f*ck would David be with someone like YOU?” she hisses into Clara’s ear, before sealing the deal: “I’ll take him off your hands tonight, shall I?” Blonde’s giggles are met with a low growl from Clara as she attempts to comeback, but a final, tortured glove to the body saps her last semblance of resistance. Carmella lets her sink down to her knees, chin and lips sliding down her tummy, resting just above her bikini briefs. After the cameras have had their field day, Carmella spins around with a sharp laugh, saunters over to the Sirens’ corner and gestures seductively to the shocked crowd.
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Post by caspian2 on Apr 30, 2017 7:20:07 GMT
4. Petra Nemcova vs Berenice MarlohePetra:(38, 5’11, 2:0 BBU, SIRENs) Berenice:(38, 5’9 4:10 BBU, Free Agent) Before: Competitive match-up as Petra's power-punching faces a veteran test with the ex-Bond girl, Berenice Marlohe. Both girls looking stunning for their age: Petra in all-white bikini top, red trunks, whilst Berenice sporting white sports bra, black micro-shorts, showing off toned midriffs and muscled biceps. However, spotlight thrown on who’s *not* there instead, reporters pestering Petra on reasons for Diana Korkunova’s absence from the night’s proceedings, to which Petra calmly replies: “We decided to loan her out tonight, give our other girls some of the main-event spotlight, don't you agree?” to which the reporters laugh at the self-praise. Petra of course referring to herself being placed in the Main-Event slot tonight. Berenice on the other hand just happy for opportunity to fight tonight, tells reporters that she’s still going to go all out in rare opportunity to show everyone her goods. “I've seen Petra fight, and I’ll be sure to be watching out for her right hook. I think the both of us kind of fight similarly, but If she thinks I’m just going to bow down to her power, she’s dead wrong.” Civil, respectful weigh-ins as both girls pose on podium, fists poised at each other’s jaws. Round 1: Match starts on electric note when the bell rings and SIRENs fans go wild for Petra’s main-event debut. Petra seems electrified as well in the opening minute, crowding out Berenice and putting immense pressure on the Frenchwoman with heavy shots delivered to her guard, dictating her movement and making good on her reputation for being a heavy-hitter. Berenice, however, quickly finds her rhythm and more importantly, Petra’s rhythm, getting accustomed to Petra’s power blows allows her to brace for the straight crosses and then block them, slamming her own fists into the Czech model’s cheek in stunning counter-blow after counter-blow. The audience goes from rabid cheers to gasps of shock as their favourite girl starts getting pushed back repeated blows to the face. Petra tries her best to swing back but Berenice showing off her experience and technicality, avoiding or deflecting punches. Round ends and it’s definitely a mixed bag for the SIRENs’ camp: what they thought of as easy target for Petra in Ms Marlowe doesn’t seem like the case now. Head Trainer Henry Carvill especially looking stressed in his girl’s corner, lip curled and pondering further strategy. Round 2: Petra needs to learn how to adapt to shifting circumstances, and the second round sees her not doing that at all: going back to big blows aimed at the head, but they mostly slam into Berenice’s forearms. Perhaps partial blame goes to Mr Carvill in booking someone like Berenice to face off against their resident big girl: someone clearly hasn’t done their homework, which would show off how well-rounded the French actress’ fighting really was. Now learning the hard way as Berenice continues to abuse holes in Petra’s defence with precision jabbing. Petra getting tired as well, swinging less often, but hanging back only emboldens Berenice, who starts walking her down, crowding her in with more and more powerful punches that test limits of her own guard. In last minute, Petra eating far too many blows on the jaw and mouth, Berenice taking opportunity to step in and pound hard shots on her belly as well. Petra gawking, gasping, bends over from a right hand buried into the tummy. Berenice helps herself to more uppercuts that shoot up into her middle, a smile steadily forming on her luscious lips. Tough going for Petra Nemcova as her chances seem to be fading quickly. Round 3: ROAR of encouragement from the crowd does little to help Nemcova as she hangs back again, apparently not knowing what else to do if her big punches aren’t working. Berenice on the other hand knows exactly what to: shoots a couple of jab-jabs to wounded blonde tummy before wading for more powerful hooks that threaten to break Petra’s body in half. Nemcova letting out wounded, animalistic grunts and cries as she attempts to clinch, doing her best to survive and show she’s still in the fight with banging fists off of the Frenchwoman’s sides and ears, trying to disorientate her at best. Berenice more irritated than anything, though, however she becomes more preoccupied now with wrestling with the blonde, trying to position her right hand correctly in order to jam it back up into Czech model’s belly. Petra denying her this mobility, instead capitalises on her foe’s preoccupation, WHIPS her face to the right and left with sharp and short hooks! Berenice letting out dull groans as she realises the trouble she’s now in, as her cheek is repeatedly beaten on, but she’s saved by the bell when the referee steps in to force them both apart. Petra not looking any better, leaning back on the ropes, arms hanging listlessly by each side as her reddened belly throbs in and out. Round 4: Here we go with the fourth round. Berenice still shaking the pain from her head as she comes on, perhaps more wary of getting too close now after tasting sampling of Petra’s punch-power. She’s not completely out of the clearing, however, when right hand comes out of nowhere and CRACKS into her lips, Petra testing out her power jab from afar. Berenice shocked, then repeatedly beat on on her forearms. Berenice not to be outdone though as she establishes herself with return-jabs of her own - not sure if it’s the best idea to target Petra’s body instead of her head though, but that’s what she does, intending to break Petra’s body down and finally score that knockdown. Petra’s chest and tummy getting worked over, but this enables her to score many more sharp scrubs of gloves to Berenice’s face and head. At the end of second minute, Berenice’s eyes’s wince as a particularly damning right hand lands squarely back on her nose. Petra steps in and is on her in an instant, planting right hands over and over into foe’s face, drawing gurgles as the Frenchwoman’s arms flail in the air from the shock abuse. Berenice flies back to ropes and tries to hide her face behind her guard, but now it’s her turn to be chopped in two with thundering right underhooks from Petra, delivered to her tummy in wicked payback. Petra gritting her teeth and letting her emotions trump logic however - she got the chance to put her away there and then, but decided to punish the body instead, allowing Berenice to survive for another round when the bell rings. Round 5: Both girls looking tired and spanked, gleam of sweat on both their muscular and wrecked bodies. They slowly make paces towards each other, and then the fists start flying off the hook! Not sure what Berenice is thinking at this point, going toe-to-toe with the Czech Assassin. Perhaps it’s just pure exhaustion and the inability to dance with Petra any longer. The result is Berenice eating more damage than dishing out to her foe. Petra being folded in half with battering right hands to her middle, but specific targeting of her foe’s chest with stiff shots, following by bouncing of her fists on Berenice’s chin completely staggers the Frenchwoman and swivels her head in multiple directions in the span of seconds. Stunned eyes squeezed shut, Petra delivers knockout HOOK to side of Berenice’s face, sending her crashing down to the canvas to her side! Beautiful KNOCKDOWN for Petra Nemcova! The SIRENs’ fans find their voice once again as they cheer on the blonde’s newfound dominance. Petra slowly walking back to her corner where she takes deep breaths to recover, watching Berenice slowly rising to her knees at the count of 6. Something clearly off though, as Mahowe finds it hard to even get off her knees and back onto both feet, entire body shaking and swaying as though she’s still seeing stars. Count of 9 sees a desperate surge upwards, but Berenice collapses back down to all fours, shaking her head in pain. Referee counts to 10 and it’s over!! Official Decision: Petra Nemcova defeats Berenice Mahowe via KO5!After: SIRENs’ fans have right to be SIRENs fans as their girl shows off her power and bragging rights to the arena. Petra acknowledging the crowd with both hands raised and a small smile on her weathered face, though after a while, she does go over to the other corner to check on Berenice. The brunette is still huffing breaths in and out on her stool, being looked over by medics who are checking on her eyesight and coordination with a tiny flashlight in either eye. Petra extending her opponent a hand, helping her to her feet and the both of them receiving the adoration of the crowd together with some encouraging words and a respectful handshake.
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Post by Berenice Marlohe on May 1, 2017 10:30:13 GMT
Well, Petra can punch a ton but I think I did really well here! I'm still as competitve as ever and I'm glad to hear I gave the Sirens coaching staff a tough test. Even a power puncher like Petra had to work really HARD for victory! I look forward to working with the Sirens again as they're a nice bunch but I just hope they show me the respect I deserve! Petra is a classy girl but I can't be sure about some of these Instagram models!
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Post by psupercova on May 3, 2017 11:58:24 GMT
Well, Petra can punch a ton but I think I did really well here! I'm still as competitve as ever and I'm glad to hear I gave the Sirens coaching staff a tough test. Even a power puncher like Petra had to work really HARD for victory! I look forward to working with the Sirens again as they're a nice bunch but I just hope they show me the respect I deserve! Petra is a classy girl but I can't be sure about some of these Instagram models! You deserve my respect at least, babe. You have a mean hook - hope you get to use it more often.
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Post by Manuela Arcuri on May 3, 2017 12:58:47 GMT
Hey, Petra! If you fancy a mean hook then how about I give you one? Or two? Or so many of them until you can't take it anymore?
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Post by psupercova on May 4, 2017 11:17:57 GMT
Hey, Petra! If you fancy a mean hook then how about I give you one? Or two? Or so many of them until you can't take it anymore? Only reason why I won't be taking it anymore will be because you'll be on the floor, pawing at my feet! Bring it on!
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