[Gabi_Mar]

The bright sun highlighting every inch of our caged area and shining off of the metal of the fencing.  I make a mental note that not only will the fence be unforgiving and rough but it will also be scorching hot to the touch.  In contrast to the heat, I remain calm and cool as I wait for you to make a move.  I know your inexperience and impatience will ultimately force you to act first. 

My analytical mind poring over every detail of your movements and quirks as I take in every bit of detail I can about you and your body movements.  As you approach I see you appear to be talking to yourself and wonder if this is some sort of quirky nervous habit you might have.  And then there it is.  Just what I was looking for.  My goading comment causes you to tense up.  I see the emotions boil up in you and can tell your body starts to flush with anger.

I watch your hands curling up into fists as they ball up and unball.  I can see the tension as they turn white from how hard you clench them.  I know you are mere seconds away from a wild attack and I ready myself.  My hands out front and ready to strike. 

Suddenly I see you move directly at me and your left hand shoots out at my lower body.  This is precisely the type of thing I was hoping for out of you.  I uncork my left hand and toss a shot right at your head completely ignoring your punch headed at my ribs.  I'm more than happy to trade a shot to my ribs for a shot right into your face.  You make a sudden change in direction and your punch never lands.  At the same time, my shot to your nose ends up glancing off the side of your head not really hitting you very solidly at all. 

In the meantime you push yourself right up close and leap at me which is particularly crazy.  In fact crazy enough for you to actually slip past my defenses.  I push my right arm right up at your face as you leap onto me.  You are able to wrap your legs around my body but your attempt to snare my head and pull me in tight to your chest doesn't quite work as planned.  My hand in your face keeps our upper bodies separated somewhat and I pull my left hand in and grab you by armpit area jabbing my fingers up under your outstretched arm and into the soft part of your underarm.  My fingers digging into the soft flesh as I attempt to render that right arm unwilling to try and continue wrapping itself around my neck. 

I feel the smooth skin of your bare thighs wrapped around my hips as you lock your legs together and hang off of me.  I turn and take several steps with you wrapped around my waist.  I'm preparing now to teach you the first lesson about being in a bad position as I build a little momentum in anticipation of slamming your little butt straight into the ground on your back. 

[Gabi_Mar]

Setting aside the tedious business of voting for a moment - the show Mish and Gabi are putting on is the "Sgt. Peppers" of poll-fights.

We hope you will enjoy the show.... 

This is one thing I can completely agree with Mish about.  Between the two of us you can hopefully find some entertainment and fun out of the poll fight.  You can count on us to have Heart.  And neither of us will be Lonely. 

[lexibabe]

arriving fashionably late  to the ring...I park my caddy...in the closest space possible......steping out   wearing a red floral printed  sundress ,,a pair of sandles   on my feet  my long black hair hanging loose down my back  ad an oh soo cool pair  of shades  I walk to the ring  and pleased to see the fight  is just beginning

I walk around  chating with some of the  guest gathered around the ring... and watching  the girls in the ring
this is my fight tournament after all  I arrange it every year...most fights I follow online   but I always  attend the final 3 in person..while this year did not have the largest group of girls....as some  past tournaments  they were  some of the most accomplished.

and the  last 4 were no exception.....gabi and mish......ivana and *M*


I was told about  mish  misfortune   and giggle  imagine  missing her text  instructions..well she is blonde after all that explains that


gabi..hmmm well ive had some run ins with her  she is  tough..but sometimes i'm convinced he has blonde roots

I look the two girls over gabi is bigger  and stronger....but everything that I have heard of mish
she is unconventional.....so this should be an entertaining  fight  as I find the pefect spot to view the fight

[lilfightingcutie2]

Im voting for mish and m amd just wanted to say im loving the posts so far from gabi and mish. Ya both are talented writers and this last round is gonna be close and a lot of fun to follow. Thanks for setting this up lexi and thanks mish and gabi for whats already an interestin match

[BuffBrunetteBarbie]

Go Ivana

[Wrestlerjunkee]

Ha I and Emily have my vote!  Good luck ladies!

[~*M*~]

~ YAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWNNNNNNNN ~

My mouth gapes so wide ,, and I stretch my arms up over my head until they head the headboard of the bed . . .

I open my eyes lazily ,, and roll to my right ,, my legs rubbing under the sheets ,, sliding my body deeper into the amazing mattress  that has so immaculately met the perfect mix between soft and firm ~ ~ ~

I look at the little clock on the night stand ~ ~ 9:37 ~ ~ Ok ,, that's not so ba~~ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!

I jolt up in the bed ,, and pounce out ,, tripping over the little PanAm carry~on that my dad gifted to me ~ ~ AWWWW !! FUCK !!!

Half crawling ,, half walking I rush into the bathroom and turn on the shower ,, few minutes ,, and I dash out ,, panicking ,, Fuck fuck fuck !! I'm late for my match !! I must have already declared a loser by forfeit !! Seriously !! How can I fuck it up so much in the finals!!

Fina~what ?? I pause ,, standing there ,, water dripping off every curve of my body ,, and I slump to the bed . . . Right ,, it's not the finals yet ,, we're still in the semi~finals ,, and Lexi just told me that my opponent is not going to make it to the match ~ ~ I sigh in relief and toss my body back on the sheets ~ Closing my eyes ,, I mull amusingly on the amazing gossip and bratty bitch~talk that I have heard over the last couple of weeks ,, and I just do what I do best ,, just fall asleep ~ ~ ~

A couple of hours later ,, around 11:30 ,, I stroll to the ring side ,, hearing the grunts ,, watching Mish spring around and trade blows with her opponent ,, holding a DD Oreo Coolata in hand ,, my lips wrapped around the straw ~ ~ ~ Wearing an over~sized black Starwars Tee ,, and my jeans cut~offs. I stop next to Lexi ,, sucking on my delish beverage ,, I say ~ "Sup" ~ ~ ~

My eyes glance up at the score sheet ,, woah ,, how can I have that much lead ?? Hmmm I guess I must be so "Cool" ,, or have a humongous  case of split~personality~disorder ,, or whatever it is that haters will say ~

But it actually makes me feel a littttle bit bad ,, so I just pull out my phone with my free hand and start tapping on the screen with feverish rate ,, I might not have an opponent to write with ,, but at the very least ,, I can still give the voters something to enjoy ::

Rebecca vs Emily <{No-DQ Pro Wrestling}> Part 1

Uploading the log ,, I feel a liiitttle bit better ,, so I just smile cockily ,, and follow the intense match ,, knowing damn well ,, who I want to meet up in the finals ~ ~ ~

[Devin]

For what it's worth, congratulations to all of the fighters making it to the final, fantastic four!! 

Second of all, for what it's worth (all of two votes), I did vote for Mish and M!    Nothing against either of the other two fighters, who I'm sure are fantastic, but Mish and M are two that I'm competed against personally and KNOW that they deserve to be in the finals!    Just two of the absolute best in more ways than one!

Good luck to everybody and have fun!! 

[~Barbara~]

Yeah well... this is going to be won by Emily... because I am the only rookie here who can actually stop her...

[LilMishyRocks]

   A ridiculous opening move, I know!  Come on, Michelle, I say to myself, you can come up with something better than that.  But in fact---I can’t.  Your greater size and strength, combined with your nit-picking visual acuity---noticing every tiny nuance I make with my body, or hands, or feet, or tongue (I am still chewing my peppermint Hubba-Bubba) negate almost every move I could think of.  And as I always say---I LOVE to win---but if I can’t win, I might as well lose in a big way.  And this move was the perfect salvo for that kind of credo.  Feinting low and left and then swinging high and right, I catch you off guard---although not as much as I had hoped.  As you start to recover quickly from the initial feint, your left hand flies out at my face.   I switch direction and start to leap, and what could have been the business end of your fist turns into merely a glance against my temple, nudging my head rather than hitting it.

   I leap at you, your hands blocking and swinging elsewhere, and sail past any notion of defense, wrapping my legs around your tight waist, my left hand coiled around the back of your neck, joining my---no---DAMN!  Your hand flies up at the last second, pressing into my face, keeping me from moving in closer to you, while your left hand snakes around my side and then up---two fingers springing up into my right armpit like tiny javelins, burrowing in and, through whatever physiological mechanism, making it way too painful to push my right arm forward to clasp around your neck and join my left. 

   Nonetheless, I have your waist scissored, and I intend to wring the most agony out of it that I can it.  Locking my ankles together, I squeeze my toned thighs, feeling my abs tighten and as the pressure increases, my legs begin to subtly tremble.  Not a submission hold, of course, but meant simply to start to wear you down.  You’re too big for me to think that I can take you out all at once.  Slow and steady…

   And as an added bonus, the feel of the silky skin of my inner thighs bearing down against your toned abs, silk-pantied crotch pressing into your stomach---um, well, it’s not the worst experience I’ve had this week, I’ll just say…

   I feel your body move---and---we’re going mobile!  Your fingers drilling under my arm---I so want to swing my right arm forward to grab you, but your fuck-you-puncture move renders it all but impossible.  “Go ahead, Gabi, keep your fingers in my armpit all friggin’ day…” I hiss, relaxing and then pulsing my scissor into you, “You’ll end up paying dearly for that…because….PULSE…I…PULSE…didn’t…PULSE…shower… PULSE…yet!”  The pulses around you actually feel like they’re doing more damage than just the straight-on scissor pressure, but who knows.  But you’re moving us, taking painfully slow steps, and I know one of two things is coming pretty quickly---you’re either going to slam my back into the fence or, worse, one of the corner posts…or you’re taking me down---straight down--- to this semi-packed down dirt floor. 

   Neither move will result in me thanking you.  I need to move fast!  I release my left from the back of your neck, and although I cannot swing my entire right arm due to your pit-probe, I can certainly still bend it at the elbow.  Bringing my left fist out to the side and straightening my right elbow, I quickly bring both fists in, hoping to smash my knuckles into your temples simultaneously.

[Gabi_Mar]

Suddenly I'm distracted.  What is that smell?  I can't figure it out, but it's driving me crazy insane.  It's hard enough to focus with this little she-devil draped around me.  What a crazy one you turned out to be.  Who would've thought you would leap on me like that right from the start.  

A-HA it comes to me just as you tighten your legs again and I feel my hips and lower body squeezed.  Oh my I'm thankful you didn't get those legs of yours a little higher on my body.  Peppermint and stanky body odor mixed together.  Unbelievable!  Who chews gum and fights at the same time.  Wow.  

Taking a couple more stagger steps with your buck o' five or so wrapped around me forcing me to work a bit to move us.  At least you decided to wear some sexy (and comfy feeling on my body I might add) underwear for the fight.  

My fingers drilling for body oil in that armpit and so far having been able to keep your arm out of the mix with that idea.  But damn if you don't keep grinding those legs as you flex and relax intermittently.  Your voice smoothly hisses at me and I catch about half of it as you grunt a bit with the effort of squeezing your legs.  And then you suddenly take your arm off the back of my head and I know immediately you are about to strike.  

I twist my body and fling us to the ground as I let out a loud war cry (or maybe just a yell depending on the listener) WWWWHHHYYYY YYYAAAAAHHHHH with my goal to drive you through the dirt floor if I can.  Coming down to my knees as I drive you down, whatever you were going to try no longer an option as your body collides with the dirt floor.  Hopefully that will knock the breath from you if it all worked out according to plan.  

Knowing you will try to continue using your legs on me, I hit my knees and then immediately start rising back off the dirt floor.  The goal of the whole exercise is to leave you on your back trying to breath while I stand up leaving your legs spread around where I used to be kneeling.  

[Gabi_Mar]

We are at the halfway mark and I want to thank Mish for being a fun opponent.  The interaction has been great.  She is a true champion and in my book a super newcomer.  I would say newcomer of the year, but that is what the poll is set to decide.  So I won't usurp the will of the people (or at least the FCF forum people) and proclaim her the rookie or newcomer of the year.  I hope everyone has enjoyed our back and forth in the makeshift cage in the middle of who knows where.  Thanks for all the votes (both the ones for me and the ones for Mish).  And thanks to Lexi for setting up the opportunity for all of us to have a little fun.

[marlu Queen]

Goooo gabi....

[LilMishyRocks]

  My fists start to swing in, ready to make a sandwich of your head, when I feel your entire body twist, and my center of gravity drops fast and hard.  We’re heading down, my fist-fest to your face a total bust.  I hear some sort of primitive scream explode from you, and then——OOOOOFH!  My back hits—-no, slams—on to the dirt floor, your body falls on to mine, and I feel the air jet out of my lungs upon impact as I now become the filling in the in the psycho-sandwich.

   As we crash to the ground, my ankles unlock of their own volition and my legs momentarily slacken around you—-just enough time for you to start take advantage of it and begin to push up and move back.  As soon as my scissors collapse and at my first attempt to suck in some air, your hands disentangle from my body and are pushed onto the ground and you almost immediately start to push yourself up back to your knees.  You’re fast—-so fast!  But you give me what could be tiny window to slow you down, and even in my oxygen-depleted condition, I need to try and exploit it.

   As you push up from the ground and rise to your knees, I coil my legs back to my chest.  You are about to gain your balance on your knees, but you’re not quite there yet.  As my own knees approach my chest, I see the look in your eyes—-possibly a recognition and a shit, no….  Unable to speak as I struggle to breathe, I try to convey my response with my eyes—-shit—-yes!

   At the moment you are fully on your knees and just about start to rise, my legs explode forward, bare soles slamming straight ahead, hoping to smash into your chest, breasts, abs—-I’m really not too picky—-and hurl you away from me on to your back.  I’ve got to think, if my aim is even partially accurate, that this may buy me the time I need to catch my breath and do some damage.

[Wildcat Carly]

I agree with half of what Barbara said, this is going to be won by Emily, only because Im the one who can stop her
Voted for Mish and Emily

Yeah well... this is going to be won by Emily... because I am the only rookie here who can actually stop her...