Post by caspian2 on May 7, 2021 11:41:05 GMT
Exhibition: Jewel Keith vs Stephanie Rocker
Jewel:
(5’6, 123 lbs)
Stephanie:
(5’3, 121 lbs)
PRE-SHOW:
A pair of ladies making their return to the ring in tonight’s contest. We’re in sunny California in some backward school gymnasium, a sparse crowd in attendance but what else can you expect from two competitors who haven’t seen much success thus far in their careers?
Jewel Keith, in particular, looks stoned as ever as she prepares backstage for her comeback tour. The lanky brunette has always had a reputation for taking things easy, and whilst that attitude has gained her a certain niche following over the years, it hasn’t done much to her professional image as a top-tiered competitor.
“Screw you guys, and screw the media as well. I live the way I wanna live - is that too much to ask?” Keith says to the cameras backstage, her eyebrows narrowing. “Rocker’s another pretty gal who thinks I’m gonna be an easy win for her resume. Well, screw her too. Might I remind her she’s lost three-in-a-row? I don’t think she’s in the position to tell me how to run my life.”
In another room just a couple of doors down, Stephanie Rocker has her own choice words for the “drug addict”, in her own words: “Keith’s a joke. She flits here and there and everywhere. It’s because no one freakin’ wants to deal with her! I only took this fight because I KNOW she’s gonna be an easy 1-2-3 pin within the first ten minutes. In fact, I’d bet you a million dollars I’ll pin the little weed-addict within five.”
Moments later, Keith is the first to make her entrance into the arena - if you can call it that - striding through the velvet curtains to minimal fanfare and some generic, heavy rock music playing off the dusty PA system. She’s dressed in colourful red and pink and neon green tights, shaped in a psychedelic pattern, with a more simple white sports bra and black gloves on either hand. She raises a stoned hand high to the crowd, a crude smirk on her face after being away from the ring for at least five years now.
Next up is Stephanie Rocker, who, true to her name, also makes a grand entrance with a hard rock soundtrack blasting in the background. The dirty blonde has her shoulder-length hair dangling down both shoulders, the strands swishing about as she poses to the minimal crowd, then strides down the aisle in a dark brown brassiere top and long black leather tights.
What did we do to deserve this assignment, we wonder, capturing a small-town smackdown between two faded (and jaded) competitors? Smattering of applause from the audience merely confirms our suspicions that they might be here more for the free ice-cream and the chance to see some booty rather than anything resembling a superstar match-up.
Nonetheless, we get a nod from either corner as the referee waves for the bell. HERE WE GO! It’s Jewel Keith vs Stephanie Rocker! Who will take a fat drag by the end of the afternoon?
SOUND OF THE BELL:
Ladies tie up, locking arms as they let out a mutual grunt, before Rocker takes control early with a knee lift straight to the gut! Almost immediately, Keith melts into Stephanie’s arms from the cheap shot, a grunt echoed from lips as she wonders about her life choices. Rocker smirking back, delivering yet another kneecap to the midsection before leading the bewildered girl around the ring with a firm grip in the back of her hair.
“THIS IS WHAT YOU CAME TO SEE, YES?” Steph shouts, earning some hoots from the crowd, before she locks in the Front Facelock and DRIVES Jewel’s head into the canvas to score a hardcore DDT.
Good lord. Keith’s getting manhandled in there, and fast, with the stoner-chick looking like she’s smoked a dozen drags in the first few minutes of this fight. She’s still not resisting as Stephanie picks her up again in a slow haul upwards, as Rocker plans her next big move.
But no - solid punch to the gut and Keith’s finally decided to wake the fuck up, and fight back! Rocker bowled over once, twice by the gut-shots, attempts to retaliate with a punch to the chin as well, which stuns Keith, but doesn’t force her to give up. Ladies exchange more stiff shots to the face before Jewel delivers a front kick right to the gut. It’s Rocker’s turn to grunt as she folds over, doesn’t like how the match has turned in a dime, looking a little shocked at her opponent’s strength and resolve.
Make no mistake, Keith is still stumbling about, disorientated, but she has the sense to dive backwards into the ropes, taking advantage of her stationary opponent to BLAM! - connect with the dropkick to the chest! OUCH!! Where did the girl learn THAT move?! Rocker hits the mat hard but quickly rebounds, scrambling up to her knees to counterattack--
Keith’s already on the rebound, with a clothesline aimed for the head - MISSES - as Rocker’s just a little too quick to duck under! Girls aiming for each other at the third pass and it’s Keith who connects with a Running Knee Lift right to the jawline! Rocker’s turn to reevaluate her choice of opponent as she crashes to the ground like her strings are cut!
Keith with the first cover of the match-- 1… 2… NO! Kick -out early!
Stephanie shoving her off easily with an upturned shoulder, but that jawline must be throbbing after that impact, still looking winded as she climbs back to her knees. Meanwhile, Keith still wishes she’s in control, setting her foe up for the same move as before with two hands in her messed up hair.
Rocker with another groan as her head’s shoved under the armpit, another shot the body subduing her proper... Keith taking a hard look around the arena, followed by that signature drag from the lips, before SPIKING the poor blonde down into the canvas in a tit-for-tat DDT!
Rocker rolled over from that one, arms and legs splayed in four directions as she tries to make sense of her environment! Keith stumbles back around, then explodes into further action as she mounts the stunned woman, RAINS wild punches down into her face. Rocker not liking that action, of course, immediately comes alive as she tries to block the blows with her arms, driving Keith off her with a punt kick to the stomach.
All those mushroom sandwiches aren’t boding well for Jewel’s constitution, and she goes barreling backwards, in semi-shock, one hand clutching her tummy as both ladies get back to their feet at the same time. Stephanie’s made of sterner stuff indeed as she catches Jewel with another front kick to the tummy, apparently deciding to target that vulnerable area going forward. Jewel’s aiming too high with another haymaker to the skull - too late - gets folded over with a guttural grunt, and suddenly, her head gets SHOVED in between Rocker’s thighs…
Good lord - Steph’s setting her foe up for a high-flying move, as the blonde poses and taunts the audience, drawing two fingers from her own lips, smiling wickedly and mocking Jewel’s signature move, as she wraps both arms around Keith’s battered belly, HOISTS her upwards--
Keith’s resisting! The stoned angel’s seated on top of the shoulders but she’s raining punches down into Rocker’s noggin’! Steph looking wobbly, taking a couple of steps backwards from the weight and punishment raining down, not expecting the abuse as she FALLS backwards - Jewel landing SQUARE on top of her in a makeshift schoolboy pin, hooking both legs with both her arms as Rocker gets TRAPPED by her own success! THERE’S ANOTHER PIN!
ONE!
TWO!
TH---NO!
Rocker powers her way out, her lower legs shooting upwards as she throws Keith off! This match is looking like a proper demolition derby at this point! Ladies both take a sec to compose themselves, getting to their feet at opposite sides of the ring, before exploding forth in a mutual charge at the other! Rocker ducking under another haymaker with agility, REBOUNDS on the ropes--
Jewel looks set to deliver a clothesline to the neck, instead gets wrapped up around the body as Rocker HOISTS her bewildered expression up and over-- SPINEBUSTER delivered in the middle of the ring as Stephanie drives her foe back down to earth, in delivering payback from that earlier failed move! Jewel looks flabbergasted, laid out as she’s rolled up by the blonde:
ONE…
TWO…
NO!!
Kick-out early as Keith stays surprisingly alive in this fight! Clearly, she wants to win this after being away from the ring for this long, but Stephanie Rocker’s making her comeback as difficult as it gets! Rocker realises she needs to do more to put her foe away, climbing back to her feet before helping herself to more fistfuls of hair. She’s taunting Keith now, setting her up for yet another Powerbomb finisher with a slap across her face, which draws minimal response from Keith, who looks winded as hell and breathing hard.
“YOU WANNA SLACK AROUND ALL DAY, HUH?? THIS IS WHAT YOU GET!” Rocker bellows in her face, before she drives another kick into her body--
BUT IT’S CAUGHT BY KEITH! Jewel playing possum - or something - lets Rocker hop about helplessly for a couple of shocked seconds, before driving that clothesline straight into her chest! Rocker hits the mat on her back, utterly bewildered but already scurrying back up - BLAM - gets hit by another arm to the face, which sends her crashing down. ONE MORE TIME and Keith is fully back in control, letting out a shout of exhilaration to the crowd, who are finally on their feet!
Jewel’s pumped up as she hoists the stunned Rocker to her feet, one arm draped around her neck to expedite the process -- this might be it, folks, as she sets her up for one of her old finishing moves: high risk, high reward, but that’s the stoner life, is it not?
Rocker still dazed as a knee’s driven into her body, making her lurch precariously forward. Another arm wrapped around her groin area and Jewel wastes NO time, HEAVES the bewildered blonde straight off her feet and forward, SPIKING her head back down between her thighs with her classic DIG DUG DRIVER (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5loUmklBlg)!!
Holy hell!! THIS MIGHT BE IT!! We get the cover: Jewel’s still holding on even after the impact, folding Rocker in half with legs crossed over her shocked expression--
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
THAT’S IT - THERE’S THE BELL, and Jewel Keith makes her successful return to the ring in what might be her very first win in an exhibition match!
AFTERMATH:
A BIG win for the so-called ‘California Stoner’, as she shoves Rocker’s legs away, slowly returns to her feet before the referee raises her hand into the air.
“YOUR WINNER - JEWELLLLLLLLLLL KEITH!!”
Despite being a rare win, Keith, looks absolutely smashed as she returns to her corner, collapsing against the turnbuckle as her overexerted lungs struggle for breath. All that smoke ain’t doing her windpipe any favours, but now that she’s gotten back into the ring and picked up a win proper, perhaps there’s a glimmer of hope for her future.
“I’d like to say I’m back, but you know, YOLO man. YOLO…” Keith later composes herself enough to speak to reporters. “Rocker, you know, she underestimated me. They all did once upon a time. I’m not gonna say ‘I told ya so’, because you never know what tomorrow might bring. I’ve got a sweet gig in Hollywood lined up, can you believe that? But yeah. But yeah. I’d love to come back and kick more ass. I’ll tell ya one thing - winning is a hell of an adrenaline shot - might be even better than snorting rubies all day!”
Jewel:
(5’6, 123 lbs)
Stephanie:
(5’3, 121 lbs)
PRE-SHOW:
A pair of ladies making their return to the ring in tonight’s contest. We’re in sunny California in some backward school gymnasium, a sparse crowd in attendance but what else can you expect from two competitors who haven’t seen much success thus far in their careers?
Jewel Keith, in particular, looks stoned as ever as she prepares backstage for her comeback tour. The lanky brunette has always had a reputation for taking things easy, and whilst that attitude has gained her a certain niche following over the years, it hasn’t done much to her professional image as a top-tiered competitor.
“Screw you guys, and screw the media as well. I live the way I wanna live - is that too much to ask?” Keith says to the cameras backstage, her eyebrows narrowing. “Rocker’s another pretty gal who thinks I’m gonna be an easy win for her resume. Well, screw her too. Might I remind her she’s lost three-in-a-row? I don’t think she’s in the position to tell me how to run my life.”
In another room just a couple of doors down, Stephanie Rocker has her own choice words for the “drug addict”, in her own words: “Keith’s a joke. She flits here and there and everywhere. It’s because no one freakin’ wants to deal with her! I only took this fight because I KNOW she’s gonna be an easy 1-2-3 pin within the first ten minutes. In fact, I’d bet you a million dollars I’ll pin the little weed-addict within five.”
Moments later, Keith is the first to make her entrance into the arena - if you can call it that - striding through the velvet curtains to minimal fanfare and some generic, heavy rock music playing off the dusty PA system. She’s dressed in colourful red and pink and neon green tights, shaped in a psychedelic pattern, with a more simple white sports bra and black gloves on either hand. She raises a stoned hand high to the crowd, a crude smirk on her face after being away from the ring for at least five years now.
Next up is Stephanie Rocker, who, true to her name, also makes a grand entrance with a hard rock soundtrack blasting in the background. The dirty blonde has her shoulder-length hair dangling down both shoulders, the strands swishing about as she poses to the minimal crowd, then strides down the aisle in a dark brown brassiere top and long black leather tights.
What did we do to deserve this assignment, we wonder, capturing a small-town smackdown between two faded (and jaded) competitors? Smattering of applause from the audience merely confirms our suspicions that they might be here more for the free ice-cream and the chance to see some booty rather than anything resembling a superstar match-up.
Nonetheless, we get a nod from either corner as the referee waves for the bell. HERE WE GO! It’s Jewel Keith vs Stephanie Rocker! Who will take a fat drag by the end of the afternoon?
SOUND OF THE BELL:
Ladies tie up, locking arms as they let out a mutual grunt, before Rocker takes control early with a knee lift straight to the gut! Almost immediately, Keith melts into Stephanie’s arms from the cheap shot, a grunt echoed from lips as she wonders about her life choices. Rocker smirking back, delivering yet another kneecap to the midsection before leading the bewildered girl around the ring with a firm grip in the back of her hair.
“THIS IS WHAT YOU CAME TO SEE, YES?” Steph shouts, earning some hoots from the crowd, before she locks in the Front Facelock and DRIVES Jewel’s head into the canvas to score a hardcore DDT.
Good lord. Keith’s getting manhandled in there, and fast, with the stoner-chick looking like she’s smoked a dozen drags in the first few minutes of this fight. She’s still not resisting as Stephanie picks her up again in a slow haul upwards, as Rocker plans her next big move.
But no - solid punch to the gut and Keith’s finally decided to wake the fuck up, and fight back! Rocker bowled over once, twice by the gut-shots, attempts to retaliate with a punch to the chin as well, which stuns Keith, but doesn’t force her to give up. Ladies exchange more stiff shots to the face before Jewel delivers a front kick right to the gut. It’s Rocker’s turn to grunt as she folds over, doesn’t like how the match has turned in a dime, looking a little shocked at her opponent’s strength and resolve.
Make no mistake, Keith is still stumbling about, disorientated, but she has the sense to dive backwards into the ropes, taking advantage of her stationary opponent to BLAM! - connect with the dropkick to the chest! OUCH!! Where did the girl learn THAT move?! Rocker hits the mat hard but quickly rebounds, scrambling up to her knees to counterattack--
Keith’s already on the rebound, with a clothesline aimed for the head - MISSES - as Rocker’s just a little too quick to duck under! Girls aiming for each other at the third pass and it’s Keith who connects with a Running Knee Lift right to the jawline! Rocker’s turn to reevaluate her choice of opponent as she crashes to the ground like her strings are cut!
Keith with the first cover of the match-- 1… 2… NO! Kick -out early!
Stephanie shoving her off easily with an upturned shoulder, but that jawline must be throbbing after that impact, still looking winded as she climbs back to her knees. Meanwhile, Keith still wishes she’s in control, setting her foe up for the same move as before with two hands in her messed up hair.
Rocker with another groan as her head’s shoved under the armpit, another shot the body subduing her proper... Keith taking a hard look around the arena, followed by that signature drag from the lips, before SPIKING the poor blonde down into the canvas in a tit-for-tat DDT!
Rocker rolled over from that one, arms and legs splayed in four directions as she tries to make sense of her environment! Keith stumbles back around, then explodes into further action as she mounts the stunned woman, RAINS wild punches down into her face. Rocker not liking that action, of course, immediately comes alive as she tries to block the blows with her arms, driving Keith off her with a punt kick to the stomach.
All those mushroom sandwiches aren’t boding well for Jewel’s constitution, and she goes barreling backwards, in semi-shock, one hand clutching her tummy as both ladies get back to their feet at the same time. Stephanie’s made of sterner stuff indeed as she catches Jewel with another front kick to the tummy, apparently deciding to target that vulnerable area going forward. Jewel’s aiming too high with another haymaker to the skull - too late - gets folded over with a guttural grunt, and suddenly, her head gets SHOVED in between Rocker’s thighs…
Good lord - Steph’s setting her foe up for a high-flying move, as the blonde poses and taunts the audience, drawing two fingers from her own lips, smiling wickedly and mocking Jewel’s signature move, as she wraps both arms around Keith’s battered belly, HOISTS her upwards--
Keith’s resisting! The stoned angel’s seated on top of the shoulders but she’s raining punches down into Rocker’s noggin’! Steph looking wobbly, taking a couple of steps backwards from the weight and punishment raining down, not expecting the abuse as she FALLS backwards - Jewel landing SQUARE on top of her in a makeshift schoolboy pin, hooking both legs with both her arms as Rocker gets TRAPPED by her own success! THERE’S ANOTHER PIN!
ONE!
TWO!
TH---NO!
Rocker powers her way out, her lower legs shooting upwards as she throws Keith off! This match is looking like a proper demolition derby at this point! Ladies both take a sec to compose themselves, getting to their feet at opposite sides of the ring, before exploding forth in a mutual charge at the other! Rocker ducking under another haymaker with agility, REBOUNDS on the ropes--
Jewel looks set to deliver a clothesline to the neck, instead gets wrapped up around the body as Rocker HOISTS her bewildered expression up and over-- SPINEBUSTER delivered in the middle of the ring as Stephanie drives her foe back down to earth, in delivering payback from that earlier failed move! Jewel looks flabbergasted, laid out as she’s rolled up by the blonde:
ONE…
TWO…
NO!!
Kick-out early as Keith stays surprisingly alive in this fight! Clearly, she wants to win this after being away from the ring for this long, but Stephanie Rocker’s making her comeback as difficult as it gets! Rocker realises she needs to do more to put her foe away, climbing back to her feet before helping herself to more fistfuls of hair. She’s taunting Keith now, setting her up for yet another Powerbomb finisher with a slap across her face, which draws minimal response from Keith, who looks winded as hell and breathing hard.
“YOU WANNA SLACK AROUND ALL DAY, HUH?? THIS IS WHAT YOU GET!” Rocker bellows in her face, before she drives another kick into her body--
BUT IT’S CAUGHT BY KEITH! Jewel playing possum - or something - lets Rocker hop about helplessly for a couple of shocked seconds, before driving that clothesline straight into her chest! Rocker hits the mat on her back, utterly bewildered but already scurrying back up - BLAM - gets hit by another arm to the face, which sends her crashing down. ONE MORE TIME and Keith is fully back in control, letting out a shout of exhilaration to the crowd, who are finally on their feet!
Jewel’s pumped up as she hoists the stunned Rocker to her feet, one arm draped around her neck to expedite the process -- this might be it, folks, as she sets her up for one of her old finishing moves: high risk, high reward, but that’s the stoner life, is it not?
Rocker still dazed as a knee’s driven into her body, making her lurch precariously forward. Another arm wrapped around her groin area and Jewel wastes NO time, HEAVES the bewildered blonde straight off her feet and forward, SPIKING her head back down between her thighs with her classic DIG DUG DRIVER (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5loUmklBlg)!!
Holy hell!! THIS MIGHT BE IT!! We get the cover: Jewel’s still holding on even after the impact, folding Rocker in half with legs crossed over her shocked expression--
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
THAT’S IT - THERE’S THE BELL, and Jewel Keith makes her successful return to the ring in what might be her very first win in an exhibition match!
AFTERMATH:
A BIG win for the so-called ‘California Stoner’, as she shoves Rocker’s legs away, slowly returns to her feet before the referee raises her hand into the air.
“YOUR WINNER - JEWELLLLLLLLLLL KEITH!!”
Despite being a rare win, Keith, looks absolutely smashed as she returns to her corner, collapsing against the turnbuckle as her overexerted lungs struggle for breath. All that smoke ain’t doing her windpipe any favours, but now that she’s gotten back into the ring and picked up a win proper, perhaps there’s a glimmer of hope for her future.
“I’d like to say I’m back, but you know, YOLO man. YOLO…” Keith later composes herself enough to speak to reporters. “Rocker, you know, she underestimated me. They all did once upon a time. I’m not gonna say ‘I told ya so’, because you never know what tomorrow might bring. I’ve got a sweet gig in Hollywood lined up, can you believe that? But yeah. But yeah. I’d love to come back and kick more ass. I’ll tell ya one thing - winning is a hell of an adrenaline shot - might be even better than snorting rubies all day!”