Post by dsb on Oct 19, 2018 22:32:49 GMT
A hush falls over the crowd as the clang of a school bell sounds, followed by the energetic tones of Van Halen's "Hot For Teacher" tearing through the PA system. The spotlight cuts through the arena's darkness, finding a solitary figure at the head of the ramp, which brings forth a roar of approval. Garbed in a black one-piece with wide white trim and straps tied in a bow behind the neck, white ankle boots and black knee pads, and carrying a 12" wooden ruler in her right hand, Miss Appleby makes her entrance, and class is in session.
AGNES APPLEBY
The former schoolteacher is all smiles as she confidently walks down the aisle, happily slapping at the many outstretched hands which greet her. And her smile broadens and is matched with a happy chortle as she catches sight of a fan-made sign that reads, HEY SERA...CORPORAL PUNISHMENT IS ALLOWED IN FAWN SCHOOL, AND AGNES HAS HER PADDLE READY! Affixed to the poster board sign is a photo of Quinn, with a dunce cap superimposed atop her head.
Climbing into the ring, Appleby does the four corner tour, waving to the cheering throng. Then, standing in her assigned corner, she hands her ruler over to the referee, and submits to a quick once-over as the announcer rings in her opponent.
"And her opponent, making her debut, she stands at 5 foot 6 inches, weighing in at 127 pounds, from Ireland. She is the Femme Fatale, SERA QUINN!"
The arena darkened with a single circular spotlight illuminating the entrance to the arena as the theme of 007's Skyfall by Adele started to play through the PA system. A tall shadow figure strutted into the spotlight and held her fingers up in the shape of a gun before "firing' down the ramp with precisely timed pyrotechnic. Out from the spotlight was the latest addition to the roster, Sera Quinn in a tight leotard suit and blask mask. As the Femme Fatale marched down the ramp, she took off her mask and unzipped her leather suit, reaching beaneath the opening and pull her top apart, revealing a black sports bra. She climbed onto the ring and slowly stepped through the middle ropes, letting the FAWNatics admire her long sexy legs. She toured around the ring before returning to the center where she took up the skin tight leotard pants in a single stroke, revealing the boy shorts she was wearing beneath with a printed bullseye on her behind, completed with black kneepads and combat boots.
SERA QUINN
Sera looked towards the former schoolteacher and aimed her "gun" at her, letting her know she was marked before returning to her corner.
Appleby can only smirk at this little pantomime show from her neophyte opponent. "Nice design," the pugnacious pedagogue says, pointing to the target adorning her adversary's hind quarters. "I won't be able to miss with that, so thanks in advance!" Agnes says with a smile.
After the perfunctory reminder by the referee about adhering to the rules, the opening bell clangs and the two females push out of their respective corners, circling one another as the distance between them diminishes. Finally they are close enough to mutually go for a standard collar and elbow lock up, straining against one another for several long moments, until suddenly with a blur of motion, the more experienced Agnes converts it into a wristlock.
Quinn grunts and slaps at her torqued elbow to try to dull the pain a bit. Then, demonstrating that she is not without talents of her own, she suddenly pirouettes, breaking the hold on her own wrist and reversing the situation into a hammerlock on Applyby. As her wing is twisted up behind her back, the brunette is bent forward at the waist...but this allows her to reach between her legs with her free hand, grasp the right leg of her adversary, and with a sharp yank, pull the limb out from under her. Suddenly and surprisingly being sent flat on her bullseye to the mat, Sera reflexively releases her hold, freeing Agnes. Whirling about before her disoriented opponent can get her bearings, the simmering schoolmarm grabs both of the Irish girl's ankles and bends her legs up and over for a matchbook press; Appleby sits upon Quinn's haunches to pin her down as the ref drops to the canvas and begins to count...
ONE!
TWO!
Sera kicked out of the cover at a clean TWO and scuttled towards the ropes as she prepare to retaliate. As Agnes pushed onto boot leather and charged towards Sera, Sera quickly stopped her in her tracks with a toe kick to her mid-section, doubling her over. Sera picked the former school teacher's head and SMASHED it hard into the corner turnbuckle, causing her to piroeutte on her feet before resting into the corner where Sera continued to punish her abs with mutiple mudhole stomping. Agnes grunted and weakened with every blow until she was seated on her behind.
Sera stepped away from the corner and rallied the crowd before knocking her head further into the corner with a running knee strike!
RUNNING KNEE STRIKE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FoSO8LUYZM
Sera dragged the limped body out with ease and hooked her leg for ther cover...
ONE!
TWO!
THREENOOO!
Agnes instictvely kicked out of a near fall in spite of a dizzying experience. "Get up!" Sera demanded as she pulled Agnes up to her feet and put her in a three-quater facelock, threw an arm over the shoulders and hauled her over with a vertical suplex!
VERTICAL SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNlyJ7URqXI
Quinn quickly floated over in a lateral press for a...
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOOO!
Agnes kicked out slightly faster this time round as she shot her arm up into the air but Sera quicklu seized contol of the arm and thread her legs around it before dropping back onto the mat, trapping the former School Teacher with an unexpected Cross Armbreaker!
CROSS ARMBREAKER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=se6GM4R_ebI
The instant the newcomer locks the hold on, Appleby begins to thrash wildly on the canvas, hoping to either pull free, or else hoping to move herself closer to the ropes. It's the latter that occurs as she is able to hook the bottom cable with her right boot, triggering the referee to order a break. The schoolteacher rolls closer to the ropes and uses them to pull herself up, counting on taking full advantage of the lull to get her second wind. Unfortunately for her, Sera is far too impatient to wait; she shoves the ref out of her way and grabs Agnes by her black hair, and uses it to pull the yelping wrestler to the center of the ring. There, Quinn slips behind her opponent in preparation for her next move.
But what that move was shall remain a mystery known only to Sera, as Appleby reaches up and behind with her hands, grabbing her adversary around the head and pulling it in close, Quinn's chin on her foe's left shoulder. Agnes then suddenly drops to the mat, pulling her opponent down with her, and executing a stunner that knocks a considerable amount of starch out of the newcomer.
Adrenaline pumping, Agnes peels Sera up from the canvas and yanks her up to her feet...only to swiftly redeposit her to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex. Appleby then covers her opponent and hooks a leg as the official drops to his knees and begins to count...
ONE!
TWO!
With a loud grunt and a violent spasm of her body, Quinn is able to break the pinfall at the last moment. Unperturbed, Agnes gets back to her feet and, using Sera's wrist and a handful of locks, pulls her up as well. She then Irish whips the youngster to the ropes; rebounding off of the strands, Sera haplessly rushes headlong into a dropkick that sends her crashing to the mat like a sack of wet cement. Glassy-eyed she sits up, but it's more of a reflexive move than any actual attempt to arise. But that suits Appleby just fine, as she steps up behind her adversary, kneels down, plants a knee against Sera's spine, and cups her hands under her rival's chin to yank her head back. The referee asks Quinn if she's ready to submit, but her only response is to shut her eyes tight against the pain, grit her teeth, and hiss expletives.
"Naughty, naughty" Agnes says with a hint of a smile. "In my classroom, language like that would get you detention. But don't worry dear, I'll make a special effort to tutor you and teach you some proper manners."
“UGHHH” Sera trashed and grunted as Agnes applied the chinlock. As uncomfortable as it was, it was not a difficult hold to get out of, especially given Quinn’s military background. She steadied herself and dug her fingers into the slight gap between Appleby’s finger and her chin. “Calm down girl, or this is gonna hurt even more." Agnes threatened as she yanked the hold even tighter. But by now, the Femme Fatale has already pried deep enough to grab hold of her middle finger and hyperextended it as far as she could, causing Agnes to wail in pain.
Agnes quickly released the hold and clutched her hand in pain as she rolled on the canvas. And while the former school teacher was tending to her finger, Sera got rid of the kinks in her neck and immediately strode to the corner. Shutting an eye to take aim at the rising opponent, she lifted her “gun” and “pulled the trigger”, bursting out of the corner like a bullet and put a straight boot into Agnes face, a move she likes to call “RIFLE SHOT”.
Agnes head snapped back into the canvas and her legs kicked up as her body folded into half, allowing Sera to hook it for the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
The former schoolteacher kicked out of the near fall, even if barely. Head still stirring, Agnes struggled to push onto her feet. Meanwhile, the Hired Gun stalked from behind and wrapped her arms around Agnes' waist, causing her to gasp as she was being thrown backwards in a German Suplex!
GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xT4mSS1OeU
Sera arched her back into a bridge and tipped her toes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOOO!!!
The former schollteacher bucked out of the hold and rolled onto her knees, heavily worn down by the blows the head.
Through the chalk dust fog in her head, Agnes could discern one very real truth: she was in serious trouble. If she can't gain some breathing space to collect her wits, any hope of winning will be purely academic...and highly unlikely.
Thus, with discretion being the better part of valor, the brunette begins to scamper on all fours toward the ropes, rolling under the bottom cable to seek the safety of ringside. However, even as the soles of her boots make contact with the arena floor, she feels a pair of hands grabbing her ebony mane close to the roots. Appleby shrieks as Quinn hair-hauls her back up into the ring through the ropes, snarling, "You're not going anywhere!" The searing pain to her scalp dazes Agnes enough so that she puts up no defense as Sera draws her right arm up, and throws a hard chop to her opponent's chest, the slap echoing through the hall. That leaves the brunette gasping for breath and glassy eyed.
A grasp of the wrist quickly has Agnes thrown across the ring with an Irish Whip. As she rebounds off of the ropes and rushes back toward her opponent, Quinn bends forward in preparation for an over the back flip. This, however, is a classic instance of Telegraphing Your Move, and even in Appleby's addled mental state, she knows what to do. She actually puts more effort into her dash back, arriving a half-second quicker than Sera had anticipated. And what the newcomer also did not anticipate is the knee slamming into her head, sending her onto her rear end with a thud. And now it's the Hired Gun's turn to be glassy eyed!
Still reeling herself, the former schoolteacher is limited in how she can press her newfound advantage. But one way is to grab her adversary's hair and "help" her back up to her feet. Then, still holding firmly to Quinn's mane, executing a trio of over-the-shoulder snap mares. Sera is flipped to the mat once...twice..thrice, further confounding her.
Now, with the newcomer upright again and swaying a bit on unsteady legs, the rapidly recovering Agnes opts for a potentially match-concluding move. Taking a step back, she whirls around, raising her right leg to deliver a Spinning Heel Kick to her foe's deceptively angelic face.
But, at the last possible instant, Sera's hands flash up and she catches Appleby's foot, halting the move and leaving the brunette precariously perched on one leg. The fire returning to her eyes, Quinn gives a wicked smirk and says, "I've read your textbook, teacher!"
Led by a single foot, Appleby hopped and waved her hands 'no'. But Sera refused her plead and took her into the mat with a Dragon Screw!
"ARGHH!!!", The former school teacher clutched her leg in pain as she rolled about the canvas.Sera stood before Agnes as she got onto one knee and dragged her up to boot-leather, "Next time, make sure you prep for a class before you teach a lesson!", Sera snarled before smashing a forearm into Agnes' face, sending her back into the ropes. And as Appleby bounced back from the ropes, The Lethal Weapon tucked her into a head lock and popped her over the hip and into the mat! Standard military hip throw!
Headlock Hip Throw
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZh7d34PrFc
The small of Agnes' back landed hardly with a THUD and forced her to utter a soft yelp as she rolled herself onto her fours. Sera was relentless. Before Agnes got the chance to push herself right back up, she locked in a front facelock and wrestled the Former School Teacher to the ground before barrel rolling both Agnes and herself. In fact, the rolling was so dynamic that the ref did not had a chance to ask Agnes if she gives. Sera ocassionally stopped and fired a few hard knees into the crown of her helpless opponent. The submission sucked every movement out of the victim other that the rythmic rising and falling of her chest. It was then Quinn was willing to roll Agnes onto her back and release the hold.
Gator Roll
www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXUMe0ldsgg
The ref came in to count Agnes down. But Quinn had far more sinister plan for her first opponent. She interuptted the referee's as she carefully ascended the turnbuckle. The crowd looked on in awe as she pushed herself vertical on the top rope with perfect sense of balance. She took a breath, took aim and took off! Raising her elbow out in mid-air as she reached the zenith of her trajectory and smashed the weaponized joint into Agnes' tender belly!
Center Mass
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDgIRakU5ww
Agnes kicked up into a ‘V’ and groaned in pain, clutching her stomach as she rolled to her side. But the assassin was anything but done with her opponent. She raked her sweat-matted hair as she pushed to her knees, then her feet. She reached for her opponent’s head with one hand while running her thumb across her throat with another, signalling for the end.
Positioning herself beside Agnes, she doubled Agnes with a knee to the gut and pulled one arm between the legs. Sera then pulled her opponent’s free arm under her own and lifted the former Schoolteacher into the air, spinning her in mid-air before firing a stiff knee into the face!
Head Shot
youtu.be/hiViWAQjlqw?t=10m37s
Agnes’ head snapped back before falling back onto the mat in a spread eagle. Completely taken out by the blow, Sera hooked her legs for a affirmative…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
“AND YOUR WINNER! VIA PINFALL! THE FEMME FATALE! SERA QUINN!!!!”
Sera rises to her feet as the fans applaud her impressive performance. Making short work of the Former Schoolteacher, The Assassin had, without a doubt, showed that she is a force to be reckoned with.
“Target Neutralized.” Sera muttered to herself as the referee placed her arm down. Without any further celebrations, she made her way out of the arena.
AGNES APPLEBY
The former schoolteacher is all smiles as she confidently walks down the aisle, happily slapping at the many outstretched hands which greet her. And her smile broadens and is matched with a happy chortle as she catches sight of a fan-made sign that reads, HEY SERA...CORPORAL PUNISHMENT IS ALLOWED IN FAWN SCHOOL, AND AGNES HAS HER PADDLE READY! Affixed to the poster board sign is a photo of Quinn, with a dunce cap superimposed atop her head.
Climbing into the ring, Appleby does the four corner tour, waving to the cheering throng. Then, standing in her assigned corner, she hands her ruler over to the referee, and submits to a quick once-over as the announcer rings in her opponent.
"And her opponent, making her debut, she stands at 5 foot 6 inches, weighing in at 127 pounds, from Ireland. She is the Femme Fatale, SERA QUINN!"
The arena darkened with a single circular spotlight illuminating the entrance to the arena as the theme of 007's Skyfall by Adele started to play through the PA system. A tall shadow figure strutted into the spotlight and held her fingers up in the shape of a gun before "firing' down the ramp with precisely timed pyrotechnic. Out from the spotlight was the latest addition to the roster, Sera Quinn in a tight leotard suit and blask mask. As the Femme Fatale marched down the ramp, she took off her mask and unzipped her leather suit, reaching beaneath the opening and pull her top apart, revealing a black sports bra. She climbed onto the ring and slowly stepped through the middle ropes, letting the FAWNatics admire her long sexy legs. She toured around the ring before returning to the center where she took up the skin tight leotard pants in a single stroke, revealing the boy shorts she was wearing beneath with a printed bullseye on her behind, completed with black kneepads and combat boots.
SERA QUINN
Sera looked towards the former schoolteacher and aimed her "gun" at her, letting her know she was marked before returning to her corner.
Appleby can only smirk at this little pantomime show from her neophyte opponent. "Nice design," the pugnacious pedagogue says, pointing to the target adorning her adversary's hind quarters. "I won't be able to miss with that, so thanks in advance!" Agnes says with a smile.
After the perfunctory reminder by the referee about adhering to the rules, the opening bell clangs and the two females push out of their respective corners, circling one another as the distance between them diminishes. Finally they are close enough to mutually go for a standard collar and elbow lock up, straining against one another for several long moments, until suddenly with a blur of motion, the more experienced Agnes converts it into a wristlock.
Quinn grunts and slaps at her torqued elbow to try to dull the pain a bit. Then, demonstrating that she is not without talents of her own, she suddenly pirouettes, breaking the hold on her own wrist and reversing the situation into a hammerlock on Applyby. As her wing is twisted up behind her back, the brunette is bent forward at the waist...but this allows her to reach between her legs with her free hand, grasp the right leg of her adversary, and with a sharp yank, pull the limb out from under her. Suddenly and surprisingly being sent flat on her bullseye to the mat, Sera reflexively releases her hold, freeing Agnes. Whirling about before her disoriented opponent can get her bearings, the simmering schoolmarm grabs both of the Irish girl's ankles and bends her legs up and over for a matchbook press; Appleby sits upon Quinn's haunches to pin her down as the ref drops to the canvas and begins to count...
ONE!
TWO!
Sera kicked out of the cover at a clean TWO and scuttled towards the ropes as she prepare to retaliate. As Agnes pushed onto boot leather and charged towards Sera, Sera quickly stopped her in her tracks with a toe kick to her mid-section, doubling her over. Sera picked the former school teacher's head and SMASHED it hard into the corner turnbuckle, causing her to piroeutte on her feet before resting into the corner where Sera continued to punish her abs with mutiple mudhole stomping. Agnes grunted and weakened with every blow until she was seated on her behind.
Sera stepped away from the corner and rallied the crowd before knocking her head further into the corner with a running knee strike!
RUNNING KNEE STRIKE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FoSO8LUYZM
Sera dragged the limped body out with ease and hooked her leg for ther cover...
ONE!
TWO!
THREENOOO!
Agnes instictvely kicked out of a near fall in spite of a dizzying experience. "Get up!" Sera demanded as she pulled Agnes up to her feet and put her in a three-quater facelock, threw an arm over the shoulders and hauled her over with a vertical suplex!
VERTICAL SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNlyJ7URqXI
Quinn quickly floated over in a lateral press for a...
ONE!
TWO!
NOOOOO!
Agnes kicked out slightly faster this time round as she shot her arm up into the air but Sera quicklu seized contol of the arm and thread her legs around it before dropping back onto the mat, trapping the former School Teacher with an unexpected Cross Armbreaker!
CROSS ARMBREAKER
www.youtube.com/watch?v=se6GM4R_ebI
The instant the newcomer locks the hold on, Appleby begins to thrash wildly on the canvas, hoping to either pull free, or else hoping to move herself closer to the ropes. It's the latter that occurs as she is able to hook the bottom cable with her right boot, triggering the referee to order a break. The schoolteacher rolls closer to the ropes and uses them to pull herself up, counting on taking full advantage of the lull to get her second wind. Unfortunately for her, Sera is far too impatient to wait; she shoves the ref out of her way and grabs Agnes by her black hair, and uses it to pull the yelping wrestler to the center of the ring. There, Quinn slips behind her opponent in preparation for her next move.
But what that move was shall remain a mystery known only to Sera, as Appleby reaches up and behind with her hands, grabbing her adversary around the head and pulling it in close, Quinn's chin on her foe's left shoulder. Agnes then suddenly drops to the mat, pulling her opponent down with her, and executing a stunner that knocks a considerable amount of starch out of the newcomer.
Adrenaline pumping, Agnes peels Sera up from the canvas and yanks her up to her feet...only to swiftly redeposit her to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex. Appleby then covers her opponent and hooks a leg as the official drops to his knees and begins to count...
ONE!
TWO!
With a loud grunt and a violent spasm of her body, Quinn is able to break the pinfall at the last moment. Unperturbed, Agnes gets back to her feet and, using Sera's wrist and a handful of locks, pulls her up as well. She then Irish whips the youngster to the ropes; rebounding off of the strands, Sera haplessly rushes headlong into a dropkick that sends her crashing to the mat like a sack of wet cement. Glassy-eyed she sits up, but it's more of a reflexive move than any actual attempt to arise. But that suits Appleby just fine, as she steps up behind her adversary, kneels down, plants a knee against Sera's spine, and cups her hands under her rival's chin to yank her head back. The referee asks Quinn if she's ready to submit, but her only response is to shut her eyes tight against the pain, grit her teeth, and hiss expletives.
"Naughty, naughty" Agnes says with a hint of a smile. "In my classroom, language like that would get you detention. But don't worry dear, I'll make a special effort to tutor you and teach you some proper manners."
“UGHHH” Sera trashed and grunted as Agnes applied the chinlock. As uncomfortable as it was, it was not a difficult hold to get out of, especially given Quinn’s military background. She steadied herself and dug her fingers into the slight gap between Appleby’s finger and her chin. “Calm down girl, or this is gonna hurt even more." Agnes threatened as she yanked the hold even tighter. But by now, the Femme Fatale has already pried deep enough to grab hold of her middle finger and hyperextended it as far as she could, causing Agnes to wail in pain.
Agnes quickly released the hold and clutched her hand in pain as she rolled on the canvas. And while the former school teacher was tending to her finger, Sera got rid of the kinks in her neck and immediately strode to the corner. Shutting an eye to take aim at the rising opponent, she lifted her “gun” and “pulled the trigger”, bursting out of the corner like a bullet and put a straight boot into Agnes face, a move she likes to call “RIFLE SHOT”.
Agnes head snapped back into the canvas and her legs kicked up as her body folded into half, allowing Sera to hook it for the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THRENOOOO!!!
The former schoolteacher kicked out of the near fall, even if barely. Head still stirring, Agnes struggled to push onto her feet. Meanwhile, the Hired Gun stalked from behind and wrapped her arms around Agnes' waist, causing her to gasp as she was being thrown backwards in a German Suplex!
GERMAN SUPLEX
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xT4mSS1OeU
Sera arched her back into a bridge and tipped her toes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREEENOOOO!!!
The former schollteacher bucked out of the hold and rolled onto her knees, heavily worn down by the blows the head.
Through the chalk dust fog in her head, Agnes could discern one very real truth: she was in serious trouble. If she can't gain some breathing space to collect her wits, any hope of winning will be purely academic...and highly unlikely.
Thus, with discretion being the better part of valor, the brunette begins to scamper on all fours toward the ropes, rolling under the bottom cable to seek the safety of ringside. However, even as the soles of her boots make contact with the arena floor, she feels a pair of hands grabbing her ebony mane close to the roots. Appleby shrieks as Quinn hair-hauls her back up into the ring through the ropes, snarling, "You're not going anywhere!" The searing pain to her scalp dazes Agnes enough so that she puts up no defense as Sera draws her right arm up, and throws a hard chop to her opponent's chest, the slap echoing through the hall. That leaves the brunette gasping for breath and glassy eyed.
A grasp of the wrist quickly has Agnes thrown across the ring with an Irish Whip. As she rebounds off of the ropes and rushes back toward her opponent, Quinn bends forward in preparation for an over the back flip. This, however, is a classic instance of Telegraphing Your Move, and even in Appleby's addled mental state, she knows what to do. She actually puts more effort into her dash back, arriving a half-second quicker than Sera had anticipated. And what the newcomer also did not anticipate is the knee slamming into her head, sending her onto her rear end with a thud. And now it's the Hired Gun's turn to be glassy eyed!
Still reeling herself, the former schoolteacher is limited in how she can press her newfound advantage. But one way is to grab her adversary's hair and "help" her back up to her feet. Then, still holding firmly to Quinn's mane, executing a trio of over-the-shoulder snap mares. Sera is flipped to the mat once...twice..thrice, further confounding her.
Now, with the newcomer upright again and swaying a bit on unsteady legs, the rapidly recovering Agnes opts for a potentially match-concluding move. Taking a step back, she whirls around, raising her right leg to deliver a Spinning Heel Kick to her foe's deceptively angelic face.
But, at the last possible instant, Sera's hands flash up and she catches Appleby's foot, halting the move and leaving the brunette precariously perched on one leg. The fire returning to her eyes, Quinn gives a wicked smirk and says, "I've read your textbook, teacher!"
Led by a single foot, Appleby hopped and waved her hands 'no'. But Sera refused her plead and took her into the mat with a Dragon Screw!
"ARGHH!!!", The former school teacher clutched her leg in pain as she rolled about the canvas.Sera stood before Agnes as she got onto one knee and dragged her up to boot-leather, "Next time, make sure you prep for a class before you teach a lesson!", Sera snarled before smashing a forearm into Agnes' face, sending her back into the ropes. And as Appleby bounced back from the ropes, The Lethal Weapon tucked her into a head lock and popped her over the hip and into the mat! Standard military hip throw!
Headlock Hip Throw
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZh7d34PrFc
The small of Agnes' back landed hardly with a THUD and forced her to utter a soft yelp as she rolled herself onto her fours. Sera was relentless. Before Agnes got the chance to push herself right back up, she locked in a front facelock and wrestled the Former School Teacher to the ground before barrel rolling both Agnes and herself. In fact, the rolling was so dynamic that the ref did not had a chance to ask Agnes if she gives. Sera ocassionally stopped and fired a few hard knees into the crown of her helpless opponent. The submission sucked every movement out of the victim other that the rythmic rising and falling of her chest. It was then Quinn was willing to roll Agnes onto her back and release the hold.
Gator Roll
www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXUMe0ldsgg
The ref came in to count Agnes down. But Quinn had far more sinister plan for her first opponent. She interuptted the referee's as she carefully ascended the turnbuckle. The crowd looked on in awe as she pushed herself vertical on the top rope with perfect sense of balance. She took a breath, took aim and took off! Raising her elbow out in mid-air as she reached the zenith of her trajectory and smashed the weaponized joint into Agnes' tender belly!
Center Mass
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDgIRakU5ww
Agnes kicked up into a ‘V’ and groaned in pain, clutching her stomach as she rolled to her side. But the assassin was anything but done with her opponent. She raked her sweat-matted hair as she pushed to her knees, then her feet. She reached for her opponent’s head with one hand while running her thumb across her throat with another, signalling for the end.
Positioning herself beside Agnes, she doubled Agnes with a knee to the gut and pulled one arm between the legs. Sera then pulled her opponent’s free arm under her own and lifted the former Schoolteacher into the air, spinning her in mid-air before firing a stiff knee into the face!
Head Shot
youtu.be/hiViWAQjlqw?t=10m37s
Agnes’ head snapped back before falling back onto the mat in a spread eagle. Completely taken out by the blow, Sera hooked her legs for a affirmative…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
“AND YOUR WINNER! VIA PINFALL! THE FEMME FATALE! SERA QUINN!!!!”
Sera rises to her feet as the fans applaud her impressive performance. Making short work of the Former Schoolteacher, The Assassin had, without a doubt, showed that she is a force to be reckoned with.
“Target Neutralized.” Sera muttered to herself as the referee placed her arm down. Without any further celebrations, she made her way out of the arena.