Post by caspian on Apr 15, 2017 11:03:03 GMT -6
3. Alyssa Lynch versus Lyndsy Fonseca
Alyssa:
(21, 5’7, 5:2 FCBA, VIXENs)
Lyndsy:
(29, 5’5, 8:9 FCBA, Free Agent)
Before: “I think this will be a great fight!” Alyssa beaming as she bounces up and down in her seat. “As much as I’ve admired Lyndsy’s career and her work on the screen, she’s still going down tonight.”
Reporters partially surprised at the rejuvenised Alyssa Lynch, suspecting that her recent victory over rival Alexis Ren has something to do with her newfound confidence.
Lyndsy checking her gloves to make them tight as she responds to reporters: “I like Alyssa’s spunk. She’s an up-and-comer who just got her revenge on her rival. Good for her. But let’s not kid ourselves here - she’s fresh, green, and I’m one hungry camper.”
Both girls meeting in the middle of the stage, posing with gloves to faces at the weigh-ins. Alyssa in orange bikini, showing off more than usual amount of skin, donning black gloves. Lyndsy more conservative in dark red sports bra, black shorts, wearing red gloves.
Referee gestures to both girls and then waves for the match to begin. Here we go with ten rounds of Bantamweight action!
Round 1: Both ladies built for brawling and eager to do so right away, meeting at center of the ting and banging away to heads and bodies. Match made in heaven for the crowd as they’re treated to instant action from two overly-eager ladies hoping to prove themselves. Lyndsy herself particularly been on wanting to find representation for the longest time now, proving her worth to the crowds with clear jab-jab that lands on Alyssa’s face, bunching up the younger girl’s cheek, then jamming another left-right glove into her stomach, drawing a dull grunt from Alyssa and forcing her back to defend better. The crowd’s roar, however, simply spurs Lynch back into the fight - pain seems secondary as she returns the favour with a combination to Fonseca’s head, keeping the brunette busy, then shocking the actress by banging away two right hands on her belly button and folding her body forward. Lyndsy cursing for not knowing any better herself, left swing at Alyssa’s head comes short when brunette clinches forward and continues stuffing her right hand into Lyndsy’s trembling breadbasket, inflicting some nasty damage on her towards the bell. Overall damage done by both sides - seems like the winner of the first round is the audience from all that action!
Round 2: Both girls however couldn’t be more focused on each other. Lyndsy comes at Alyssa in the opening seconds of the round, again flicking jab-jab-jab at her forearms, then throwing a bigger hook that Alyssa easily evades with a weave backwards. Points to Lyndsy for trying though, keeping the pressure on her foe with one step forward at a time, punches coming in never-ending volley after volley. Honestly, Alyssa doing a lot of dodging and blocking, but bleeding points by not counter-punching and allowing Lyndsy to steal the show for majority of the round with this aggression. Until that last thirty seconds, that is, when Lyndsy flings a right hand that goes off-tangent, throwing her balance off for a split second. Alyssa huffs, steps into the void and buries right hand straight into Lyndsy’s already-bruised body. The actress’ eyes go wide, tries to escape again but not before Alyssa batters her midsection with another left-right-left-right combination, shuddering her body with repeated blows. However, Lynch knows herself that she didn’t do enough to take the round, but seeing Lyndsy staggering back to her corner, one hand clutching at her side, is satisfaction enough.
Round 3: Sensing a quick victory, Alyssa’s turn to charge at her opponent and turn up the pressure. Alyssa keeping both hands close to her face, launching straight lefts and right-hands, whap whap WHACKING into Lyndsy’s nose. Brunette’s defence not air-tight as she would like, perhaps favouring the body more. Alyssa smiling to herself as she picks and chooses her strategic shots, landing a majority of blows on her foe’s cheek. Gruhh and guuhh frequent responses from Lyndsy as she’s beaten back to the ropes. Fonseca’s gloves digging into from the side into Lynch’s kidney-area in defiant response, perhaps stunning the Vixen just enough to not be able to put her away for good. Regardless, at the bell, equally-exhausted Alyssa leaving a steaming Lyndsy puddled in the corner, sitting on stool, chest heaving in and out for air.
Round 4: Here comes Lyndsy in much needed retaliation - the brunette seems to find her spirit and reason for being here again, battering Alyssa’s guard like a banshee, putting out some shrieks for good measure. Alyssa shocked by the early onslaught, punts her fists into Lyndsy’s rapidly weakening body at regular intervals, but doesn’t seem to have that desired effect on Lyndsy’s advance - she just keeps on coming! In close quarters, Alyssa eating more fists than she can dish out at that wild pace, blocking sheer quantity of punches thrown her way then folds Lyndsy’s body in half with a quick one-two to the gut, but leaves herself open for just that split second for Lyndsy to score with a beautiful left hook that swivels her face, then an open straight punch to the chest. Alyssa’s turn to slag into the ropes at the bell - completely spent but frustrated at having to deal with that work over. However, Lyndsy not looking any better. The abuse to her body finally taking its toll as she moans, then collapses to both knees, hugging her body. Officials check on her mid-round and ask if she wants to continue, to which she vehemently nods her head and is helped back to corner.
Round 5: That last round seems to have stopped both girls in their tracks. The crowd though clearly wants them to continue, cheers and cat-calling from both sides of the aisle. The girls breathing in hard as they take minute steps towards one another. Alyssa tests the waters with a jab-jab-jab at the head - they’re barely blocked by Lyndsy’s guard, but then Alyssa is ROCKED by surprise right hook that came out of nowhere! Vixen looks completely shocked by that hell of a punch, staggers her to the side… But more importantly, does Lyndsy have the resolve to capitalise?? The television starlet tries to close the distance, flinging another right hook at Alyssa’s direction. But Alyssa still not on the ropes just yet, the blow connects but mostly hits at leather. Still, the force flings Alyssa again to her right side, this time her back hitting the ropes. Lyndsy doesn’t give up, barrels forward - now her turn to chop lefts and rights deep within Alyssa’s body, rocking her into the ring restraints. Alyssa’s face grimacing in pain at the spanking down below, stubbornly refuses to abandon her head upstairs. Lyndsy in contrast looking extremely satisfied for free reign to brutalise her opponent’s body, becomes a little *too* self-absorbed and doesn’t see Alyssa’s return right-hand until it’s too late! Lynch SMASHES a right hook dead-eyed into Lyndsy’s cheek, swiveling her head, then she follows up with a left hand,drubbing Lyndsy’s face back-and-forth like a marionette. Lyndsy looking glass-eyed, still has nerve to punt another right uppercut into Alyssa’s body, drawing an OUFF. Fine by me though, Alyssa thinks to herself, as she shrugs off the blow and continues pasting fist after fist into Fonseca’s open-face. Last minute sees a complete 180 degrees reversal to the other side of the ring as Alyssa now the one ploughing hands deep into Lyndsy’s gut. Bell rings and both girls somehow having survived yet another brutal round. Shades of pink clear on both their bodies as they continue their mutual abuse of one another.
Round 6: Another slow round to start, but not from any strategy on the part of both ladies, but more from pure exhaustion. Lyndsy tries to find her inner demon once again - the one that gave her that shot of adrenaline in the fourth round - lunging suddenly at Alyssa’s head, then chest with left-right combos, hitting guard but also scoring blows to her chest. Alyssa squeals in pain, returns blow-for-blow, this time aimed at Lyndsy’s chin! Lyndsy shocked with a left hand landing on her lips, then Alyssa’s follow-up right snapping her head back as it lands square on chin! Lyndsy walking right into that combination, expecting Alyssa to go after her body instead! But no - Lyndsy’s now back-tracking, groggy on feet. Alyssa’s barrels straight in and PUNTS ANOTHER RIGHT HAND STRAIGHT ON THE JAW!! Lyndsy lets out a GRUUUH as the blow takes the brakes off her feet - the brunette does a mini-somersault in the air and lands hard on her stomach with a THUD. It’s a clean knockdown for Alyssa Lynch!
The Vixen raises both her hands silently to the crowds, drowning out the referee’s cries of the steady count-out. Lyndsy’s face completely distraught, trying to push herself up to at least her knees, but her body straining in faint protest. The TV starlet knows the end’s upon her but still doesn’t give up, breaking into sobs and moans once the referee hits ‘10!!!’ It’s over, folks!
Official Decision: Alyssa Lynch defeats Lyndsy Fonseca via KO6!
After: A cry of relief breaks across Alyssa’s face as she once again proves she’s not your one-hit-wonder. Her teammate Kyra Santoro is the first one to slide into the ring and embrace her friend. Partly also, as we all know, to keep an eye out for that fuming Alexis Ren, who was spotted in the arena even though she wasn’t scheduled to fight.
“People keep on congratulating me for my win over Alexis,” the Vixen starts. “Hell if this here proves that there are *other* girls I can dominate.
Lyndsy beginning to compose herself in the corner, obviously looking saddened by yet another loss in her illustrious career.
“It’s not over,” she says defiantly. “Not by a long shot. I know I still some mileage in my tank, and I’m gonna keep on fighting.”
The crowd breaks into applause at her words, clearly approving of her claims, from that wild brawl they just witnessed. Later, more than one scouting agent seen passing Fonseca their card as she makes her way backstage.
Alyssa:
(21, 5’7, 5:2 FCBA, VIXENs)
Lyndsy:
(29, 5’5, 8:9 FCBA, Free Agent)
Before: “I think this will be a great fight!” Alyssa beaming as she bounces up and down in her seat. “As much as I’ve admired Lyndsy’s career and her work on the screen, she’s still going down tonight.”
Reporters partially surprised at the rejuvenised Alyssa Lynch, suspecting that her recent victory over rival Alexis Ren has something to do with her newfound confidence.
Lyndsy checking her gloves to make them tight as she responds to reporters: “I like Alyssa’s spunk. She’s an up-and-comer who just got her revenge on her rival. Good for her. But let’s not kid ourselves here - she’s fresh, green, and I’m one hungry camper.”
Both girls meeting in the middle of the stage, posing with gloves to faces at the weigh-ins. Alyssa in orange bikini, showing off more than usual amount of skin, donning black gloves. Lyndsy more conservative in dark red sports bra, black shorts, wearing red gloves.
Referee gestures to both girls and then waves for the match to begin. Here we go with ten rounds of Bantamweight action!
Round 1: Both ladies built for brawling and eager to do so right away, meeting at center of the ting and banging away to heads and bodies. Match made in heaven for the crowd as they’re treated to instant action from two overly-eager ladies hoping to prove themselves. Lyndsy herself particularly been on wanting to find representation for the longest time now, proving her worth to the crowds with clear jab-jab that lands on Alyssa’s face, bunching up the younger girl’s cheek, then jamming another left-right glove into her stomach, drawing a dull grunt from Alyssa and forcing her back to defend better. The crowd’s roar, however, simply spurs Lynch back into the fight - pain seems secondary as she returns the favour with a combination to Fonseca’s head, keeping the brunette busy, then shocking the actress by banging away two right hands on her belly button and folding her body forward. Lyndsy cursing for not knowing any better herself, left swing at Alyssa’s head comes short when brunette clinches forward and continues stuffing her right hand into Lyndsy’s trembling breadbasket, inflicting some nasty damage on her towards the bell. Overall damage done by both sides - seems like the winner of the first round is the audience from all that action!
Round 2: Both girls however couldn’t be more focused on each other. Lyndsy comes at Alyssa in the opening seconds of the round, again flicking jab-jab-jab at her forearms, then throwing a bigger hook that Alyssa easily evades with a weave backwards. Points to Lyndsy for trying though, keeping the pressure on her foe with one step forward at a time, punches coming in never-ending volley after volley. Honestly, Alyssa doing a lot of dodging and blocking, but bleeding points by not counter-punching and allowing Lyndsy to steal the show for majority of the round with this aggression. Until that last thirty seconds, that is, when Lyndsy flings a right hand that goes off-tangent, throwing her balance off for a split second. Alyssa huffs, steps into the void and buries right hand straight into Lyndsy’s already-bruised body. The actress’ eyes go wide, tries to escape again but not before Alyssa batters her midsection with another left-right-left-right combination, shuddering her body with repeated blows. However, Lynch knows herself that she didn’t do enough to take the round, but seeing Lyndsy staggering back to her corner, one hand clutching at her side, is satisfaction enough.
Round 3: Sensing a quick victory, Alyssa’s turn to charge at her opponent and turn up the pressure. Alyssa keeping both hands close to her face, launching straight lefts and right-hands, whap whap WHACKING into Lyndsy’s nose. Brunette’s defence not air-tight as she would like, perhaps favouring the body more. Alyssa smiling to herself as she picks and chooses her strategic shots, landing a majority of blows on her foe’s cheek. Gruhh and guuhh frequent responses from Lyndsy as she’s beaten back to the ropes. Fonseca’s gloves digging into from the side into Lynch’s kidney-area in defiant response, perhaps stunning the Vixen just enough to not be able to put her away for good. Regardless, at the bell, equally-exhausted Alyssa leaving a steaming Lyndsy puddled in the corner, sitting on stool, chest heaving in and out for air.
Round 4: Here comes Lyndsy in much needed retaliation - the brunette seems to find her spirit and reason for being here again, battering Alyssa’s guard like a banshee, putting out some shrieks for good measure. Alyssa shocked by the early onslaught, punts her fists into Lyndsy’s rapidly weakening body at regular intervals, but doesn’t seem to have that desired effect on Lyndsy’s advance - she just keeps on coming! In close quarters, Alyssa eating more fists than she can dish out at that wild pace, blocking sheer quantity of punches thrown her way then folds Lyndsy’s body in half with a quick one-two to the gut, but leaves herself open for just that split second for Lyndsy to score with a beautiful left hook that swivels her face, then an open straight punch to the chest. Alyssa’s turn to slag into the ropes at the bell - completely spent but frustrated at having to deal with that work over. However, Lyndsy not looking any better. The abuse to her body finally taking its toll as she moans, then collapses to both knees, hugging her body. Officials check on her mid-round and ask if she wants to continue, to which she vehemently nods her head and is helped back to corner.
Round 5: That last round seems to have stopped both girls in their tracks. The crowd though clearly wants them to continue, cheers and cat-calling from both sides of the aisle. The girls breathing in hard as they take minute steps towards one another. Alyssa tests the waters with a jab-jab-jab at the head - they’re barely blocked by Lyndsy’s guard, but then Alyssa is ROCKED by surprise right hook that came out of nowhere! Vixen looks completely shocked by that hell of a punch, staggers her to the side… But more importantly, does Lyndsy have the resolve to capitalise?? The television starlet tries to close the distance, flinging another right hook at Alyssa’s direction. But Alyssa still not on the ropes just yet, the blow connects but mostly hits at leather. Still, the force flings Alyssa again to her right side, this time her back hitting the ropes. Lyndsy doesn’t give up, barrels forward - now her turn to chop lefts and rights deep within Alyssa’s body, rocking her into the ring restraints. Alyssa’s face grimacing in pain at the spanking down below, stubbornly refuses to abandon her head upstairs. Lyndsy in contrast looking extremely satisfied for free reign to brutalise her opponent’s body, becomes a little *too* self-absorbed and doesn’t see Alyssa’s return right-hand until it’s too late! Lynch SMASHES a right hook dead-eyed into Lyndsy’s cheek, swiveling her head, then she follows up with a left hand,drubbing Lyndsy’s face back-and-forth like a marionette. Lyndsy looking glass-eyed, still has nerve to punt another right uppercut into Alyssa’s body, drawing an OUFF. Fine by me though, Alyssa thinks to herself, as she shrugs off the blow and continues pasting fist after fist into Fonseca’s open-face. Last minute sees a complete 180 degrees reversal to the other side of the ring as Alyssa now the one ploughing hands deep into Lyndsy’s gut. Bell rings and both girls somehow having survived yet another brutal round. Shades of pink clear on both their bodies as they continue their mutual abuse of one another.
Round 6: Another slow round to start, but not from any strategy on the part of both ladies, but more from pure exhaustion. Lyndsy tries to find her inner demon once again - the one that gave her that shot of adrenaline in the fourth round - lunging suddenly at Alyssa’s head, then chest with left-right combos, hitting guard but also scoring blows to her chest. Alyssa squeals in pain, returns blow-for-blow, this time aimed at Lyndsy’s chin! Lyndsy shocked with a left hand landing on her lips, then Alyssa’s follow-up right snapping her head back as it lands square on chin! Lyndsy walking right into that combination, expecting Alyssa to go after her body instead! But no - Lyndsy’s now back-tracking, groggy on feet. Alyssa’s barrels straight in and PUNTS ANOTHER RIGHT HAND STRAIGHT ON THE JAW!! Lyndsy lets out a GRUUUH as the blow takes the brakes off her feet - the brunette does a mini-somersault in the air and lands hard on her stomach with a THUD. It’s a clean knockdown for Alyssa Lynch!
The Vixen raises both her hands silently to the crowds, drowning out the referee’s cries of the steady count-out. Lyndsy’s face completely distraught, trying to push herself up to at least her knees, but her body straining in faint protest. The TV starlet knows the end’s upon her but still doesn’t give up, breaking into sobs and moans once the referee hits ‘10!!!’ It’s over, folks!
Official Decision: Alyssa Lynch defeats Lyndsy Fonseca via KO6!
After: A cry of relief breaks across Alyssa’s face as she once again proves she’s not your one-hit-wonder. Her teammate Kyra Santoro is the first one to slide into the ring and embrace her friend. Partly also, as we all know, to keep an eye out for that fuming Alexis Ren, who was spotted in the arena even though she wasn’t scheduled to fight.
“People keep on congratulating me for my win over Alexis,” the Vixen starts. “Hell if this here proves that there are *other* girls I can dominate.
Lyndsy beginning to compose herself in the corner, obviously looking saddened by yet another loss in her illustrious career.
“It’s not over,” she says defiantly. “Not by a long shot. I know I still some mileage in my tank, and I’m gonna keep on fighting.”
The crowd breaks into applause at her words, clearly approving of her claims, from that wild brawl they just witnessed. Later, more than one scouting agent seen passing Fonseca their card as she makes her way backstage.
