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Post by The Dollhouse on Mar 9, 2018 18:01:04 GMT -6
Ladies and Gentleman,
Coming at you LIVE from the Staples Center in LA, we are back again with ROUND 2 of the Doll Ball PPV! Tonight, we’ll be seeing action from 5 Dolls, including Bella Thorne, Emma Roberts, Paige, Katheryn Winnick, and Avril Lavigne!
In addition, we have 5 awesome guest fighters with us here tonight, who will be taking on the house Dolls. These are – Hailee Steinfeld, Stella Hudgens, Abbie Cornish, Kim Kardashian and Ariana Grande! Join as tonight for the following exciting bouts:
Flyweight: Emma Roberts vs. Stella Hudgens
Bantamweight: Katheryn Winnick vs Kim Kardashian
Lightweight: Paige vs Abbie Cornish Bantamweight: Bella Thorne vs Hailee Steinfeld
Main Event:
Flyweight: Avril Lavigne vs. Ariana Grande - Grudge rematch!
We sure hope you’re as excited as we are – because the ball is finally about to start! On behalf of the Dollhouse staff and roster, we would like to thank you for joining us for round 2 and hope you enjoy!
Let the dancing begin!
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Post by The Dollhouse on Mar 9, 2018 18:33:08 GMT -6
Emma Roberts (27, 5’2, 98 lbs, 3:5 FCBA, The Dollhouse) Vs. Stella Hudgens (22, 5’4, 122 lbs, 3:2 FCBA, The Wannabes)
Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse
BEFORE: “Vanessa Hudgens, or ‘Nessie’, as I prefer calling her, made the mistake of getting on my bad side. So guess what? I decided to book me a fight against her younger, uglier, fatter, no-talent sister!” Emma gloating at the pre-fight press conference, that trademark sneer smeared all over her face. ”And no, that’s not a compliment for Nessie - she’s only SLIGHTLY better. Tonight I’m going to prove it by destroying her sister, and I truly hope she’ll be watching. If not, I’m going to be mailing her the video. As for Stella, I don’t know much about her except that she’s practically a nobody, in this league or outside of it, and I’m going to make her even less relevant after tonight, if that’s even possible.” Emma concluding her rant with a whiff of hair blown off her fringe, coldly eyeing Stella’s reaction at the other corner of the room.
The cutting words appear to have taken effect on the younger girl, who immediately shrinks physically once she realises the spotlight’s been turned on her, like a vagabond shying away from the newborn sun.
“Y-- You pick a fight with my sister, y-- you f*cking pick a fight with the both of us!” she manages to squeal out. “*I* wanted this fight - not Nessa. Nessa didn’t want me fighting Roberts, she wanted to destroy her herself. And If you ever want a shot at her *laughs* let me tell you, Roberts... you’re unworthy. You won’t be able to even get past me tonight - that’s a guarantee!”
“Pffft” Emma scoffs, shaking her head. “REALLY….?”
“YEA, B*TCH!”
Girls have more in common than they realize, hotheaded emotions making them rise briskly from their stools, approaching the other with hands gesturing wildly and nostrils flaring. Just before they clash, however, there’s another ROAR from the audience, and before Emma knows it, Stella is grinning like a mad cat in her face… and she’s TACKLED from behind by none other than the queen herself, Vanessa Hudgens, who decided to use her own sister as bait and rushed Emma from behind!
There’s a loud yelp from the assailee as she’s now attacked from the front as well as the back - Stella gleefully joining in and burying fists into her body whilst her big sister does her a big favour by holding her upright for more target practice. Melee broken up shortly by ring officials, who have their hands full trying to hold Roberts from charging right back at both targets, whilst screaming: “F*CKING WH*RES! I’LL GET YOU BOTH! C’MERE!!!”
The crowd roars as Emma is introduced first, confidently making her way towards the ring accompanied by her trainer Kristanna Loken. The Dollhouse blonde is donning her Dollhouse attire - a pink sports bra and white ankle-long tights with 'Roberts' etched on the side in pink letters, pink\white gloves on her hands.
She enters the ring and begins stretching in her corner, eyes fixed on the big screen above, waiting for her opponent to show herself.
And here comes Stella! The brunette bursts out of the curtains and immediately strikes a pose, her black gloves raised above her head as if she already won, before she begins pacing towards the ring, a sly grin on her face. The crowd reacts with mostly boos, although some cheers can also be heard here and there, the bigger girl definitely has her own share of fans in the house, or maybe these are fans of her sister, because Vanessa is here too! Following behind her little sister, accompanied by Stella’s trainer Shannon Doherty.
Stella is wearing a black bikini underneath a black robe, as she makes her way down the aisle, the smug smile on her face remains the whole way through until she finally reaches the ring, her eyes finally meeting Emma’s.
The girls stare daggers at each other from afar as Stella slowly enters the ring and begins her preparations in the corner, unrobing to reveal her curvy yet sturdy bikini body. Emma’s scornful eyes move from one Hudgens sister to another, and are now fixed on Vanessa, who has taken a front row seat next to her friend (and Emma’s stable-mate) Avril Lavigne, both girls sitting with legs crossed and martinis in hand, Nessa grinning like a cheshire cat. Roberts gives the older Hudgens a cold, hateful look, but the blonde is also clearly displeased with Avril’s apparent excitement at Vanessa joining her in the front row, staring at the Canadian with her patented b*tch-face, immediately erasing the smile off of Lavigne’s face. Emma however remains ready and wary that the older Hudgens sister may materialize in her face at any moment to pounce. It’s classic psychological warfare, folks, and this possible interference will likely take a toll on Emma’s performance here tonight. We’ll have to wait and find out!
The referee finally calls both girls to the center of the ring to recite the rules. Both girls slowly make their way to the center and finally meet in a hateful stare down mid-ring, their noses barely an inch from touching.
“Brought your ugly sister with you for backup, fatty?” Emma mocks the bigger girl.
“Nah…she just wanted to watch me kick the sh*t out of your scrawny little ass.” Stella retaliates as they both move even closer, their noses now clearly touching.
The referee says something in the background but neither girl seems interested. He finally sends both girls back to their corners, not bothering with asking the girls to touch gloves for obvious reasons.
“You better keep this b*tch’s sister out of this ring! Got it?” Emma threatens the referee while making her way to her corner. He nods and instructs her to keep moving.
Both girls reach their corners and finally…the bell rings! Here we go folks!
ROUND 1: If Vanessa Hudgens sitting on the sidelines was giving Emma Roberts any pressure, she’s not showing it, her own recent successes doing wonders to bolster her confidence in the ring. She comes out of corner focused and ready to brawl, giving Stella a few bats to the nostrils in the opening seconds. If anything, the vulnerability of her younger sister getting hurt is giving Vanessa greater cause for worry, and Emma exploits this with glee early on, knocking Stella’s head about with powerful shots, like a lioness playing with her personal chew toy. It’s only when Vanessa begins berating her own sister in the second half does Stella begin to react to the mutual danger and fight seriously. Say what you want about the Hudgens sisters - they work well off each other’s energy but Stella quite a different fighter from her older sis: parries an incoming attack by Emma before firing back with a crisp jab or two back in defensive style that’s far cry from her sis. Stella biting back in the last minute, but it’s not enough to win her the overall round. Emma satisfied with her opening performance, beaming even though slightly shaken up at the end.
ROUND 2: “No!!! Keep this b*tch away from the ring! Send her back to her f*cking seat!!!” Emma is beside herself screaming at the referee as Vanessa joins Shannon Doherty in Stella’s corner and begins actively coaching her little sister. Vanessa stares at the blonde and laughs, flipping her off before resuming her coaching, completely ignoring the now furious blonde still barking at the referee to no avail.
Nessa having an intense heart-to-heart chat with her sister regardless, hissing advice into her ear like the mythical serpent tempting Eve to sin. We’re not sure who’s the real girl fighting behind the gloves when the bell finally rings, but Stella moving forward like a new beast. Emma charging as usual but not finding similar purchase as Stella just always seems out of at arm’s reach, jumping back and to the side of her hooks - it’s like trying to snare a little mouse with your bare hands, only this with a crisp return jab packing into your face each opportunity it gets. Emma growling each time she takes the worse of the exchange, and make no mistake, she’s landing a few choice blows to Hudgen’s body and face, but in terms of sheer volume and power she’s taking more than receiving. Hudgens celebrating back to corner this time when the bell rings, into the arms of beaming older sister. Regardless of whose strategy this belongs to, Stella manages to equalize in terms of points, leaving Emma not so celebratory and fuming back to corner.
ROUND 3: Roberts needs to get her head in the game - she’s letting her emotions get the better of her game plan and as anyone who’s read her online traffic can attest to, her hotheaded self can make her unfocused and reckless. Stella on the other hand has her sister’s eyes drilling into her back, and for better or worse, it propels her forward in the first minute, sending more snap jab after jab into Roberts’ face and leaving the American with little room to manoeuvre without getting tagged by the stronger girl. Emma trying her best to dodge the blows, but Stella’s strong and surprisingly fast hands shooting into every opening, with barely half get intercepted and the rest snapping into her nose and lips, leaving her red-faced at the bell. Disastrous round for Roberts who kept on swinging but clearly fuming as she keeps on missing, resulting in vicious cycle, and who can blame her? She has to contend with two opponents instead of one, and now possibly a third if she doesn’t stop berating herself as she heads back to corner.
ROUND 4: Stella all smiles in between - she’s doing a great job so far, with nary a scratch on her. All that changes in the fourth when Hudgens charges at Roberts again, looking for a quick knockdown, but meets a brick wall when her opponent refuses to retreat this time and instead stands her ground. First punch lands hard on Emma’s nose, but then BLAM - Dollhouse vixen SWIVELS her head to the side in painful retort, falling back on her power advantage and stunning Stella in her tracks! GAH! Stella stumbling from that shot right, regains her balance just in time for another hook to land on her other cheek, which sends her packing in the other direction. Emma growling, revenge on her breath, stalks her to the ropes with more punches to the gut, giving her entire body a work over until Hudgens manages to clinch up along the ropes. There's shrill screaming from one corner of the ring, but it’s not coming from Stella, who continues to eat shot after shot to the tummy in close quarters. No - it’s from Nessa, whose pleasant personae all gone, now replaced with a crazed, banshee look-alike, yelling at her sister to “GET THE F*CK OUTTA THERE!!” Stella at least manages to keep Emma close to her chest, arm wrapped firmly around the shoulders, pulling her in close. Emma determined to work the belly with her free hands, but can't put Stella away this round. Will this come back to bite her in the next?
ROUND 5: Poor Stella - expectedly she’s berated wildly by her sister in the corner, now the unfortunate victim of two enemies rather than one. Well, the ‘pep talk’ seems to have worked. She’s out of corner at the bell with another flurry of punches directly at Roberts’ head. Emma not to be outdone, and the two girls just stand and trade leather like two tidal waves crashing into one another in open water for a good minute. However, Stella landing far more punches... and again it’s Emma’s rage getting the best of her - red-faced, she’s wailing away, no doubt, but she’s not defending herself well, leaving Hudgens to plant one on her then bob to the side and avoid that comeback. Roberts getting wrecked without even realizing it, even if she’s advancing forward. Bell rings and only then does she recoil backwards in pain, her jaw throbbing and body aching. Stella no spring chicken either though, but at least there's a smile on her face, hoping to see one on her sister’s too.
ROUND 6: Here we go with the sixth! Girls heading into uncharted waters here, with Roberts hoping to stay afloat in this fight, and Stella - well, who knows what's going through the young girl’s mind, especially when you have an older sister glaring into your soul. Stella hanging back, circling, knows she’s in the lead and the best option would be to preserve it. Emma doesn't see it that way, obviously, cautiously advancing, jabbing, advancing and jabbing, hoping to feel Stella out and more importantly, her true game plan here. Stella fighting more and more like the devil herself (and trust us the comparison is more than adequate for her sister). She’s punching wilder and faster, hoping to overwhelm Emma with volume, but if there's one thing we’ve learnt, it’s is that Roberts proves immune to pain when she’s enraged. Dollhouse wonder manages a right cross straight powered to the center of gloves, directly shoving Stella back into the ropes with a yelp. Stella stunned by that one, doesn't see right hook follow-up that ROTATES her on the spot! Good god that was a nasty shot!! Stella agreeing with that assessment cos’ DOWN. SHE. GOES! Ragdolling downwards and landing on her side with a THUD. Is it over already?!
Emma’s chest heaving as she hurls insults down at Hudgens from above. That's what you get when you cross her… but truth is she managed to fight smarter this round in order to secure that knockdown in the first minute. Same aggression but with more focus as she cornered Hudgens and just went to work. But lots more to do before she can contain that other demon however, with Vanessa unable to make up her mind between screaming insults at Roberts or hurling threats at her sister from the apron below in order to ‘motivate’ her to get back up, or else…
Stella to her credit follows those instructions to the tee - manages to recover by the count of 8, but she’s listing dangerous to one side, dizziness not wearing off yet before the referee has to wave to resume this round. No complaints from Roberts, who charges! Smattering of punches from Emma, whom we’ve never seen wanting a victory more badly before (yes, even in her match against that other Emma recently). She’s battering at Stella’s guard with little mercy, stuffing lefts and rights into her lithe tummy when she can't headhunt as well. Stella gurgling, groaning, eyes wide, immense pressure of the world on both her shoulders to hang in there for another two minutes or so. She’s taking and absorbing… until she f*cking can't anymore… big hook blasts her guard apart, making it easier with spanks of leather off her flanks. Stella crying out in pain, sobbing “I can’t… I can't…” amidst Nessa’s “DON’T YOU F*CKING QUIT YOU BIG BABY--” Emma not listening to either girl at this point… another right hand RIPS into the cheek and AGAIN Stella spun on the spot, before crashing down to canvas for the count this time!! She’s making ZERO effort to rise here, the pressure proving just too much! It’s over!!
Official Decision: Emma Roberts defeats Stella Hudgens via KO6!
AFTER: Again, we’re not sure who’s the real ‘loser’ of this fight - Vanessa shrieking in horror at the sight of her sister’s prone body on the mats. Stella alive, definitely, but not moving, eyes closed, trying to block the peripheral sounds as she’s knocked out cold on her back. Emma of course the only winner here, grinning wickedly at Vanessa, hands on hips, considering her options. She chooses to approach both sisters, spring in her step, all the while taunting and spewing insults at Vanessa still hanging her head in her hands at the apron.
“Your sister is a joke, and YOU’RE a joke…Ne-ss-ie.” Emma taunts as she gives the younger sister’s prone body a lazy kick for good measure, more aimed at annoying Vanessa than doing any real damage.
Vanessa’s cold, hard stare shifting her attention towards Emma - eyes saying everything here, warning ‘not to f*cking touch Stella again, or else…’ Emma ignoring the threat of course, smirking as she reaches down for a fistful of Stella’s hair, and that does it!
Vanessa rushing forward under the ropes, into the ring for the rescue, trying to claim her sister’s body for herself. Roberts backing off immediately, unwilling to engage the older Hudgens sister, but manages to sneak in a slap to Stella’s sleepy face right before Vanessa chases her out of the ring, the blonde quickly sliding out under the ropes and landing safely outside, making sure Nessa gave up the chase before grinning widely at the angry brunette as Emma is welcomed into the protection of her fellow Dollhouse stable-mates.
Vanessa is left standing over her sister’s body as though spoils of war that belonged to her all along, clearly frustrated as the victor of this bout exits the arena to loud cheers from the capacity crowd and another notch on her belt!
A victory for Emma Roberts here tonight, and perhaps a taste of things to come!
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Post by The Dollhouse on Mar 9, 2018 18:44:38 GMT -6
Kathryn Winnick (40, 5’4, 117 lbs, 2:1 FCBA, The Dollhouse) Vs.
Kim Kardashian (37, 5’3, 122 lbs 6:20 FCBA, Free Agent) Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse
BEFORE: In this cutthroat business, it’s rare to find a diamond in the rough. Perhaps it’s Kathryn’s age that’s resulted in her maturity, but the blonde is all smiles at the pre-fight press conference, with her comments about her opponent tonight surprising everyone in attendance, especially when she gives up the opportunity to beat down on someone like Kim Kardashian…
“My last fight ended in an unfortunate way for me….” she begin, eyes flashing regret. “I guess I was caught off guard by how good and quick Dormer was. My defense wasn’t ready for her and she got me. Boxing is a lot more…’limited’ than martial arts, I can’t use most of the techniques and skills I have in that ring, and so I’ve had to adjust, of course. I can’t expect all of it to go smoothly. So…I’ve been working on my defense a lot since…. and I feel like I’m ready to go back to winning tonight.”
Katheryn actually turns to Kim, seated at the other end of the table, and nods. “Kim is a pretty sturdy woman and probably pretty strong, but hopefully I can do a good job on defense this time and avoid those power punches she’s known for. I know her boxing record is not the best but she’s been doing this for almost ten years now. She has to be tough--”
A scoff from the other side as Kim interjects. “HAH. Damn right I am. Listen, honey, I’ve been doing this WAY longer than you, so let me give you some friendly advice: stay the f*ck down when I floor you, you hear? Don’t make me hurt you anymore than I have to, especially at your senile old age.”
Katheryn blinks in silence, but doesn’t seem bothered by the cutting remarks. It seems like one good turn doesn’t always deserve another. She remains that stoic stare at Kim and declares very diplomatically: “I’m sure it’ll be a hell of a fight, but I’m ready for you. And I’m pretty sure that you aren’t ready for me......Let’s get it on shall we?”
Girls facing off at the podium, Kim smiling with condescension at Kath, like some novelty toy she gets to play with a few rounds before discarding her permanently. Katheryn slightly taller of the pair, keeps her ‘all business’ face on, and the square off goes through without a hitch, but of course one can still hear Kim’s relentless taunting and trash talking from all the way across the room. Later, the fighters are finally ready to make their entrances and Katheryn is up first.
The classy blonde enters the arena to the overwhelming cheers of the crowd, waving and smiling at the fans as she walks confidently towards the ring, wearing her usual attire – a white sports bra with black trimming and the word WINNICK in white letters and matching short tights. Black and white gloves and long blonde hair up in a high ponytail complete the blonde’s classy yet sexy look. Katheryn enters the ring and settles in her corner to begin her pre-fight routine, alongside trainer Kristanna Loken. Up next its Kardashian, who is met with wild boos the moment she shows herself, stepping through the curtain. Seems like the brunette was expecting this and is grinning cockily as she strikes a pose, hands on her hips, taking in the hate of the crowd for a few long seconds before starting her walk towards the ring, hands on hips, that cocky grin never leaving her face for a second, as her large entourage including her husband Kanye West follows her behind. Kim’s dark hair is neatly tied in a ponytail and she is wearing a black satin robe that covers almost her entire body, only her black gloves visible as she takes her time slowly making her way to the ring. When she finally reaches it, she is helped into the ring by her husband before disrobing to reveal a sexy black bikini, her voluptuous body on full display, which might have converted some of her ‘haters’ as some loud cheers and whistles can now clearly be heard from among the boos.
The brunette marches on towards Katheryn’s corner, intent on giving the blonde something to think about before the fight begins. “I hope they have an ambulance ready for you blondie.” She utters, giving the blonde a sly smile and, not waiting for a response, immediately turns her back to Kath, strutting towards her own corner.
Winnick only shakes her head at the juvenile trash talk, preferring to let her fists do the talking for her in just a few minutes. Both girls make their final prep at opposing corners of the ring, bouncing on toes, warming up.
Let’s see what happens! Here we go! Referee calls for the bell and we’re finally off with 10 rounds of Bantamweight action!
ROUND 1: It’s a slow opening round for both fighters, but don’t let that make you judge them for their ages. Perhaps slightly wiser, perhaps more cautious - we don’t know the rationale. But both ladies are probing defenses from afar with the steady jab, circling and shooting, circling and shooting. Katheryn the newcomer but she’s willing to be the aggressor at multiple occasions, stepping in and then firing off punches, but Kim just too experienced at this, seen this dance more than once and manages to block most of the blows incoming with her arms. Not as great a result for Winnick on the receiving end, however. Kim doing well with her counter-punching - that famed right power hook not in play just yet, but someone didn’t warn Katheryn that the bosomed beauty’s jab jab jab to her face and cheek just as powerful, damning her each time it lands and making her even more cautious to get in there to strike back. A slow but effective opening round for either girl, we would say, but Kim getting the advantage this time with a small lead.
ROUND 2: Katheryn adapting well, however, with the opening of the second round. Like we said, perhaps with age comes the ability to think and reason - something lacking in a lot of the younger fighters these days, who let their emotions take charge of their fight strategy - never a tried and trusted way to win a fight. Not so for Kath, who’s much more focused this time and avoids her earlier strategy of attack. Now she’s letting Kim come to her, staying out of reach with some excellent slips and footwork, avoiding her long crosses and then counter-punching with jabs of her own into the nose and lips. Kim getting the short end of the stick this time, grunting each time she’s forced to eat leather and then her swing just falling a bit short of target. If Kath keeps this up it’s a guaranteed win for her, but last minute sees Kardashian adapt as well, hanging back and not willing to take the bait. The girls exchange a few more long shots to the guard, scoring a couple more into vulnerable tummy, but nothing else significant for round 2. Kath roars back into the lead with a wide decision. The question is: can she maintain it?
ROUND 3: Looks like she has no trouble doing so! Early in the third Kim lunges in for a surprise attack with rapid jabs to Kath’s guard and then testing out that power overhand hook that rattles the blonde but does little damage other than shock and awe. Still, Kardashian doesn’t seem about to give up, comes in a’charging much to her own detriment. Katheryn still considered fresh and nimble on her feet, predicted the reckless charge with her team prior: she easily dances out of the way of the charging vixen, swerving out of the way of her punch and then going to town with easy target practice on the side of her face. Katheryn landing those hooks to the face then banging them off Kim’s lean body, but STILL Kardashian advancing on her. Kath gets cornered in the last minute by accident, forcing her to turtle up on the ropes and taking home some of her own bitter medicine as Kim just WAILS away on her sides and guard, but unable to penetrate the thick shell to score big here. Kath runs away with another wide round, taking her lead to considerable heights!
ROUND 4: Kim understandably frustrated, growling low and gritting teeth as she cracks her brain to find out how to put this blondie away. Katheryn told by own corner to just keep ‘doing what she’s doing’, and the Dollhouse veteran obeys. Hey - if it’s been working so far, why rock the boat? Well, situation complicated slightly when Kim herself hangs back and refuses to charge in, in similar scene from round 1, with the two big just circling each other like apex predators hesitant to risk their own hides for the sake of a quick bite. First minute goes by without much action, and it’s not until both girls’ corners start edging them on with encouragement from behind do both ladies stride forward to bang. First blood goes to Winnick, who manages to snap a couple of quick jabs into Kardashian’s nose no problem as she comes into striking range. However, return HOOK comes OUT OF NOWHERE - CRASHES into Kath’s cheek, rattling her all at once! Good lord that famed power really isn’t kidding around. Quick retreat from Katheryn as she ducks under ANOTHER hook from Kim, who was hoping to get lucky there. Still, Kim’s on her easily this time, not letting her get away without more spanking of gloves off her midsection, then more punches into Kath’s guard, before Winnick manages to escape. Things certainly took a turn for the worse right there - rest of the last minute back to the same old, same old, with Kath getting the short end of the stick, unfortunately.
ROUND 5: As we enter the fifth, both ladies looking surprisingly spritely and still going strong. The blonde looks to get back to her winning ways with that bob and weave strategy, focusing on methodical defensive jabbing that hopes to tire Kardashian out both physically and in spirit. It certainly seems to be working… Kim huffing and puffing, but when it comes to blowing down the house, comes up short, swinging high but missing at Katheryn’s head, the blonde going to town on her body with short uppercuts buried into the gut puh puh puh, controlling the charging bull with relative ease. But heck if Kim is slowing down. Indeed, she seems to want to put her lights out even more, and soon gets what she wants with a final charge. Katheryn a bit spent by this point in the fight, all that footwork and dodging left right leaving her breathless and open for a stray hook to land into her side, and then another jerks into her body, leaving her stunned and without air in lungs. Kim in too close, now methodical whacking away at the guard hoping to score a blow on that valuable chin. Katheryn turtling up, trying to deny, instead eating body shot after body shot. Suddenly, Kim sees an opening and LETS FLY an uppercut under and up: SNAPS the head back as Kath sees stars!! She’s wobbling backwards in shock, deliriously trips over herself and falls butt first to the ground! It’s a shock knockdown for Kim Kardashian in the final few seconds!!
Kim roaring to the audience as she celebrates the first victory of the night. Obviously though Katheryn just looking shaken up but not entirely hurt. She’s taking her time getting back to her feet, shaking pain and sweat from her face, reassurances thrown to her corner with nod after nod and repetitions of ‘I’m okay… I’m okay…’ Not sure whether she’s really trying to convince herself or otherwise. A textbook work-in the clinch attack for Kim Kardashian in this round, allowing her to steal it from right under the Doll’s nose. Let’s see whether either lady can capitalize in the sixth!
ROUND 6: Aggression from both sides as they aim to take the fight up a notch. Katheryn actually forgets herself and consents to brawl with the brunette early in the first. First exchange of heavy hands has desired outcome for her: swiveling Kim’s face to the left, then the right, followed by a decisive pounding on the belly button and waistline as she exerts as much power as she can behind all those blows. But when a return hook from Kardashian comes sailing in up top, Katheryn has little answer for it as the hook smashes into her face left, then another lands on right cheek, making her stumble sidewards from the sheer power of it. Kim torquing her shoulders and putting that famed weight into each of those punches, fuelled by revenge on her mind for thinking this girl has what it takes to brawl with her. Kardashian ignoring the body and just going after the head, much to the detriment of Katheryn, who’s trying to cover up again, but this time, her footwork failing her as she absorbs and absorbs on the ropes. Kim again exploiting the various holes in her defences, CHOPS the head back once, twice, THRICE, despite Winnick’s flailing arms, and THERE THAT DOES IT - KATH WILTING to the canvas as her legs give way! ANOTHER KNOCKDOWN FOR KIM! IS IT OVER??
3… 4… Poor Winnick, blubbering on folded legs as she leans back against the ropes, eyes fluttering and wondering what hit her. Kim already celebrating, sauntering back to her corner with a shake of the bum and arms up high.
5...6… Kim berating the referee from across the ring, suggesting that he doesn’t need to continue the count when Katheryn’s clearly done for and out. But Winnick is slowly recovering with the encouragement of her team members by the apron, egging her on.
7... 8… 9... Blonde makes it back up to her feet just in the nick of time, both arms draped on the top rope and her back glued as well for support. She DOESN’T look ready to get back into the fight, however, the slow climb back to her feet taking more out of her than the actual round itself. Here comes Kardashian though, with little mercy in her eyes!
Katheryn groaning as the brunette ravishes her body for the final minute, dull strikes pounding off her flanks and tummy, before traveling upwards and knocking her breasts side to side, side to side. C’mon ref - do your f*cking job and save her from permanent damage! Kath not responding otherwise, head lolling, only sounds coming from lips that of pain and punishment. REFEREE JUMPS IN FINALLY, WAVING BOTH HANDS - IT’S OVER!
Official Decision: Kim Kardashian defeats Katheryn Winnick via TKO6!
AFTER: Winnick collapses to the mat on her side, moaning, eyes squinted, face contorted in agony as a pumped up Kim screams in triumph at a stunned Kristanna Loken standing at ringside, hand on her forehead in disbelief. “That’s right! Your blonde ninja couldn’t handle me! Look at her!”
Kim diverts her attention back to the fallen blonde, taunting her some more for good measure. “Get off the ground! Come on! Fight me! I thought you were an expert martial artist!” but it seems like the humbled blonde is in no shape to comply anytime soon. Finally satisfied that her opponent is truly done, the curvy brunette raises her arms in triumph and plants her foot on Katheryn's chest. All the beaten blonde can do is moan as Kardashian towers over her, smiling cockily, posing at the booing crowd.
Sad moment for the Dollhouse personnel as they take in their first defeat of the evening, and the first defeat period on home ground as well. Carmen Electra rushing into the ring soon after to check on Winnick, who’s barely moving on the ground, blubbering at the abuse she’s taken.
Kim all smiles, gorgeous body very much still capable of being in action, her pride going up a notch as she proves she still has what it takes to brawl. Carmen kneels down besides Katheryn, sending a serious death stare at Kardashian silently warning her to back off, as she tries getting Winnick off the mat with the help of two medics. Of course, Kardashian doesn’t cease and desist, invigorated by her win and continues her pestering, finally confronted by Carmen Electra who stands up and the two gals now come face-to-face, giving each other a final ultimatum to back down, or else… It’s not everyday you get to see a manager rushing to the aid of her girl, much less the CEO herself!
Kim’s grin fading to a threatening growl, but the final straw comes when she lets loose an insult at Carmen’s roster of being filled with ‘grandmas and old hags, including the manager herself’ does Electra finally respond with a huge arching slap to the brunettes face! Kim never sees it coming, squeals as she turns around holding her cheek in pain, Carmen follows up by shoving the brunette away hard, almost causing her to lose her balance. She’s quickly backed up by Jessica Chastain and Paige, who rush into the ring to protect their CEO. Kim stunned, prepares for retaliation, but realizes she’s outnumbered now. Stopping herself, she smiles at the three women pissed off women, exclaiming “Yeah, gang up on me. You all suck…I’ll f*ck you up too Jessica. Just say when and where!”.
Chastain silently shakes her head at the cocky brunette before Paige fires back. “Alright, We heard you, now get the f*ck outta here before we both kick your arse!” Kim smiles at the bigger girl, then turns around, finally making up her mind to leave the ring before this escalates into a 3 on 1 beat down.
A shocking conclusion for the fans and The Dollhouse crew, not to mention Katheryn, who’s finally able to make it back to her feet with the help of her stable mates and the medical staff, while her opponent proudly struts her way back to her dressing room, fist held up high, adding to her record what some may say was a surprising, but convincing win.
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Post by The Dollhouse on Mar 9, 2018 18:54:46 GMT -6
Saraya Bevis AKA Paige (25, 5’8, 130 lbs, 1:3 FCBA, The Dollhouse) Vs. Abbie Cornish (35, 5’8, 131 lbs, 2:11 FCBA, Downunder Boxing)
Results: Lookout!; Story: Vassago
BEFORE: "Okay, so the Mia King thing, that didn't end well. Who thought these leggy models can actually move?", Paige still remains puzzled over her latest outing when she got unexpectedly roughed up but she vows to make amends by taking down a powerful Aussie blonde Abbie Cornish tonight. "Don't let her record fool you! She's one tough cookie! To come back after getting blown away so often means the girl has some courage! (laughs). Okay, so who really CARES? I'm supposed to beat this tramp to the pavement! Let's bring it on, bytch!"
Rumours about a last-moment medical clearance for the English wrestler only fuel speculations about her alleged removal from active "in-ring" WWE role. Apparently Paige's neck injury won't hamper her boxing career though and The Dollhouse head trainer Kristanna Loken dismisses all inquiries with the standard "no comment" attitude. Paige hasn't been dropped off the PPV schedule and that should answer all questions concerning her health for the time being.
With so much attention paid on the English wrestler, it's almost a blessing in disguise for Abbie Cornish. The Aussie actress continues to flatline around the FCBA environement and her last win dates back to August 2011 when she out-pointed a fresh-faced Jennifer Lawrence. That feels like ancient history however if the 35-year old blonde can't impress the viewers against a fellow struggler then the tough questions about her FCBA tenure will have to be asked according to ESPN's Erin Andrews!
Paige wears a black bra, black leggins and matching black gloves. Long raven-black hair tied in a sleek ponytail. Uriah Heep's "Lady In Black" pumps out of the speakers as she enters the arena alongside coach Loken. Abbie Cornish wears a golden sports bra, green hotpants and golden gloves. She's flanked by Downunder head trainer Nikki Visser as well as Kylie Minogue who assumes the cutwoman duties. The fight is scheduled for ten rounds in the lightweight division.
Round 1: Abbie's mediocre record indicates she's a little vulnerable when targeted and Paige wastes no time whatsoever in unloading the jabbing assault. She outworks the blonde in close range and buries her under a proper leather barrage that sends the older woman backpedalling in a hurry. Paige's attacks don't tick off the precision box however the sheer workload alone allows her to topple the actress during a rather one-sided opener. Abbie tries to mount a recovery while throwing punches from the back foot but barely grazes the brunette's flesh and ends up backed into the corner with the English lass tearing up her high guard in the closing seconds of the round.
Round 2: Paige gets even more aggressive here and launches another successful jabbing tirade before blasting the blonde across the mouth with a powerful hook. Cornish almost checks out on the spot following that shot and spends majority of the opening minute seeking a clinching respite. However Paige displays some core strenght and eventually shoves the older girl away before stalking her with more jabbing strikes. Abbie tries to find a circling way out of trouble and manages to avoid the English leather until Paige clocks her with another wild hook to squash her lips. Ugh! Cornish wobbles on her knees and gets tackled to the body as the brunette pounds her back to the ropes and clatters the exposed ribcage to run away with the action late.
Round 3: Nikki Visser tries to ignite some passion into the blonde's fighting attire but Abbie claims she knows what she's doing here. Well, she hasn't done anything to speak of during these six minutes but the early return in the third round is mildly positive. Perhaps Paige is guilty of showboating - like that hasn't happnened in the WWE before - and allows the Aussie girl to blast her with a surprisingly effective hooking route before another wild swing finds the right brow ridge and sinks the wrestler on jelly knees! Uh-oh! Paige tries to respond immedately but Cornish beats her for a right-on-right and sends the brunette spinning into the ropes! Paige bounces off them and escapes a follow-up charge at the last second; she yields more real estate in the subsequent tussle and Cornish barks in anger at the bell as she just couldn't really put the icing on the cake!
Round 4: Paige still sports that wry smile as she charges at the blonde to start the fourth however the Aussie guard withstands the opening test and as both women trade blows in the center of the ring to raise some noise inside the Staples Center. There's nothing to choose between these two and Erin Andrews has a feeling Abbie is almost going all-in here with her FCBA career very much on the rocks. She wobbles the younger woman in a battle of mind over matter however a cut over Paige's left eye might be responsible for that as well... Paige looks visibly uneasy when she notices the wound and The Dollhouse coach Kristanna Loken suddenly becomes more vocal than Nikki Visser in the opposite corner. The final minute has Cornish wading more juice into the brunette's cleavage and that's a new plan for this contest, one could say the Aussie crew saved something extra to further dent Paige's steaming train but the truth is, the wrestler finally got exposed during a proper slugging dust-up and that's a reason for the Dollhouse gang to be concerned right now.
Round 5: A heated debate between Paige and Kristanna during the interval doesn't help the brunette's cause - in fact both fighters don't really seem to follow their coaches' advice - and things only get worse when Cornish's initial charge opens the patched-up wound over the wrestler's eyes to cave her in behind a tight earmuff. The Aussie actress unloads more head-hunting assault right there and then - and Paige CRIES OUT when she gets nailed on the wounded brow ridge before the blonde blasts one into her solar plexus. Ugh! The wrestler gets tackled both high & low but refuses to yield real estate... she doesn't clinch her foe either but sends one in over the top... she misses and since her right arm is just too low to offer protection Abbie STUNS her with a mighty cross on the jaw!!! And that torpedo sinks the English ship.... PAIGE DOES DOWN and the Staples Center crowd goes “Oooohh” in collective shock!!! The poor girl lays horizontal on the floor with her arms above her head and when the count reaches seven it's obvious she won't make any return here... What a smoker from your winner Abbie Cornish!!!
Official Decision: Abbie Cornish defeats Paige via KO5.
AFTER: Kristanna Loken is left shell-shocked in the Dollhouse corner but that could have been one of the best - if not the best punch Abbie Cornish has landed in her disappointing FCBA career. There's still some life left in that blonde veteran and both she and Nikki Visser go slightly over the top hugging each other and jumping all over the ring! Erin Andrews claims this is an upset as The Dollhouse set the entire card up to their liking and this results definitely wasn't in the script. To make matters worse, Paige looked in total control after the opening couple of rounds and the come-from-behind victory will surely ignite a heated debate inside the Dollhouse gym. Andrews makes it painfully brutal in her post-fight review: "Just how BAD is this Paige girl anyway?"
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Post by The Dollhouse on Mar 9, 2018 19:04:04 GMT -6
Bella Thorne (20, 5’8, 120 lbs, 7:1 FCBA, The Dollhouse) Vs. Hailee Steinfeld (21, 5’8, 122 lbs, 2:6 FCBA, The Fighting Academy)
Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse
BEFORE: At the press conference, Bella seems to be in a good mood as she opens up complimenting her opponent tonght. “I like Hailee. I asked for this fight myself. I like her acting, I like her music, and I think she’s hot. I know her boxing record is not the best… but who cares? I still think she has huge potential. I’m not expecting this fight to be easy or anything… she’s in great shape and she’s a smart chick. With all of that said though… she’s still getting her ass handed to her tonight. That’s just what I do.”
When it’s her turn at the mic, Ms Steinfeld not as courteous as her opponent: “You know what? I might sound kinda rude after what she just said about me, but I’m not really impressed at all by Bella. I think she has pretty much nothing to her name - just a couple of C-grade movies, a failed TV show and definitely nothing resembling music on my Spotify playlist. The only ‘talent’ she has is her looks. My point is - her boxing career will probably end up being just as underwhelming as all the other things she tried doing. Its gonna go downhill. Starting with me as her opponent tonight. Let’s f*cking go!”
Phew - what a contrast of styles and personality we have in this match-up. Bella on her end seems a bit surprised by the brunette’s hostility but shrugs it off with a confident smile. “Yeah, lets!” responds the redhead as she stands up and swiftly exits the room.
BOOM - pyrotechnics amping up the excitement here tonight as we welcome the newest sensation of the Dollhouse stable into the house: Bella Thorne bulldozing through her various opponents so far, all the while managing to stay classy. She’s strutting out with a confidence in her step, waving in all directions to the sold-out crowd in attendance. She’s wearing her usual attire – a sexy black bra, black and purple long black tights and matching gloves. Her hair is in a tight ponytail. At the ring apron, she pauses to blow a few kisses to the drooling fans and then quickly enters the ring and begins her prep in the corner, doing some stretching and shadow boxing.
The lights suddenly dip and Hailee Steinfeld’s turn to make another extravagant entrance… and gaudy it is, complete with shooting flames and fireworks, all the while prancing down the ramp to the tune of her song ‘You’re such a…’ and we all know how that sentence ends, folks. A surprising amount of cheers for the brunette tonight as the crowd seems to be almost split in half in terms of favorites. Hailee is wearing a black sports bra and dark gray short tights, showing off her fit tight young body, gray gloves on her hands, hair in a sexy high ponytail. She struts down the aisle, smiling at the energy she’s getting here tonight, high fiving some fans on the way to the ring. Steinfeld enters the ring and gives the crowd some more of what they want to see, striking a sexy pose mid-ring, before turning towards her corner to begin her prep.
Steady stares now directed at opposing corners from both girls, in case the other girl feels compelled to attempt any surprise moves. But no - pre-fight goes off without a hitch, and after the referee’s preamble (and a noticeable lack of touching of gloves), we’re off for ten rounds of Bantamweight action! There’s the bell!
ROUND 1: Bella shows us why she’s main-event material, hounding Hailee to the head early on with her long jab, keeping the other girl at arm’s length and just negating her power shots. Hailee very much a brawler in bred, but good strategy from Bella as she disallows her to close in to even punch. Only damage Bella takes in this round is the stray jab thrown her way out of sheer desperation, with Hailee’s ineffective punches more a hindrance than doing any real damage. Bella getting confident in the last minute, picks up the pace of her strikes to the nose, then alternating with more blows to Hailee’s body, peppering her all the way back to the ropes, where Hailee’s saved from a knockdown by the bell! Really a great round for the flaming redhead as starts this fight out on the right foot!
ROUND 2: Hailee however realising what she has to do in order to win this fight: to charge in and ignore those pesky jabs to her face. She suddenly takes the fight to Bella in more ways than one: bruising her midsection with rushing, close enough WHAP whup whaps to tummy, then mouthing off each time Bella retreats to cover up herself, doing her best to get into the redhead’s mind AND body. Bella’s confidence evaporating like water under a hot sun - she’s doing her best to avoid brawling with her foe, but it looks inevitable with Steinfeld’s constant harassing of her guard this round, which ends by wide decision by Hailee, as predicted.
ROUND 3: Not sure why the Dollhouse corner chose Steinfeld as opponent, much less against a future prospect like Bella Thorne. If they were looking to have a pushover fight over by the fifth round, they’re sorely disappointed, especially if Bella doesn't start thinking and adapting on her own feet. More unabated rushing by Steinfeld as she continues with the body abuse, even throws in some hard knocks to the chin when she’s close enough. Bella focusing on defensive punching but it’s not getting her very far indeed - those swats at the charging bull’s face ain't gonna make him change direction so easily. Rather, inflamed animal barreling towards Bella at breakneck speed, reducing her to hanging onto the ropes with one hand, covering up with the other, with Hailee trapping her entire body with powerful uppercuts to her guard, then stiff gut shots that knock the wind out of her lungs repeatedly. At the bell, both girls look drained though - Hailee expending all her energies in these two rounds but will it come back to bite her later?
ROUND 4: Much slower round as Hailee abandons the charge (due to exhaustion, we think), but Bella no better at first, anticipating another reckless advance from her opponent but slightly surprised when it doesn’t materialize. Thorne not knowing what to do either, and both girls resort to long jabs from afar, but still too out of range to matter much. However, the breakthrough comes in the last minute: both girls busy exchanging wild flurry of punches, when Hailee hooks a right into Bella’s guard like it matters, hoping to break the redhead’s defense down and score that coveted knockdown…. But it doesn't work - Bella’s arms deflecting most of the blows, her toned midsection absorbing the rest as she grits her teeth and waits for that perfect counterattack... FINDS IT ALL OF A SUDDEN with a whirling HOOK to the side of Hailee’s cheek! URRKK It sends her staggering off to the side, looking absolutely punch-drunk! Could this be Bella’s turn to shine?? Dollhouse gal certainly thinks so, walking Hailee down step by step along the ropes, battering hooks onto her guard and then spanking leather into the belly left and right! Bell rings and we STILL don't get a knockdown, folks! Instead, we just witnessed a tough effort from either competitor as they struggle to surge ahead to dominate. Only question is: who will prevail??
ROUND 5: Hailee CHARGING at the bell! Wow! What ever happened to being tired?? Bella shocked but first clue to give her warning was that insane ROAR from the audience at Hailee’s spunk and heart, who finds herself some fire despite her smothering, and the aggression directed at Bella seems to bear fruit: Bella ragdolling each time a powerful hook lands on her guard or another right hand BANGS into her belly. Hailee shouting like mad woman through all this: “GO THE f*ck DOWN ALREADY!!!"
Of course Bella responding with whatever arsenal she has left, knocking occasional fist into teeth down the middle, somewhat disorientating her opponent and making her shots count for less. Girls again clinch up nearer the end, Bella using her taller frame to keep Hailee’s movement restricted. Still, one can't deny Steinfeld’s achievements this round as she surges ahead on points alone. Story of both girls’ lives thus far though: wanton aggression, deep seated animosity, but girls ending the round again with unfinished business, still chasing that elusive knockout.
ROUND 6: Hailee’s body straining as she attempts to hit that same stride in the previous round. Unfortunately there seems to be little gas left in the tank - she’s swinging hard at Bella’s head each time she gets in close, but you can tell it’s that sort of over-exerted, sprawling hook that's thrown out of sheer desperation (with a shrill cry to boot) than any real purpose. Bella avoiding the attacks with relative ease, dodging left, right, then back, then SCORING clean with her own jabs picking up the pace into Hailee’s facial features at an exponential rate. Steinfeld getting beaten backwards from whence she came - she needs to learn that pure, shocking power doesn't get her very far, especially against someone nimble, lean and mean like Bella Thorne. Tables having turned significantly since the start of this fight - Bella dominating on the ropes with a barrage of rapid punches into every nook and cranny of Hailee’s guard, leaving her groaning and out of it at the bell. Still, Bella was hoping to score that knockdown, instead has to contend with another possible round for comeback aggression.
ROUND 7: Alas, that's not to be, with Hailee like an extinguished candle in the wind; a dynamo out of juice; a hurricane run aground - she’s barely out of her corner when Bella’s already on her, hounding the head with hooks left and right, then whapping the underbelly to drive her back into corner. To be honest it ain't that much of a distance before Hailee’s back hits the hard turnbuckle again, and the poor girl’s getting dominated, dominated - relentless barrage as Thorne ignores strategy at this point and simply goes to town on her! It’s not needed, however, with Hailee covering her head and nothing else, still getting wrecked with punches landing on her waistline, then snapping into base of jaw... And STILL she refuses to go down!
Hailee doing her best to survive another minute but finding herself facing the void... hoping that Bella herself will run out of steam before long… But hell no! Bella shocking her with another nasty straight hand to the chin, which knocks her head back. More rapid WHAP WHAP WHAP to the nose and Hailee's arms just DROP and she’s completely defenseless! Bella NOT done however: hook to the cheek blows her to one side, gasping for air, then final uppercut to chin STACKS back up for the kill! Hailee slumps against the turnbuckle, slides down like butter on hot knife, eyes fluttering! She’s finally done and out!!
Official Decision: Bella Thorne defeats Hailee Steinfeld via KO7!
AFTER: Another big win for Bella Thorne as she and the rest of the Dolls continue to take the FCBA by storm! Looks like the mysterious Dollhouse owner was right to invest his efforts into this gorgeous redhead, with Bella celebrating another win with a wide flourish of arms and an even wider grin as she takes in the cheers of her adoring fans.
Hailee of course not looking as hot, now conscious in corner but simply gobsmacked and looking like she doesn't know where the f*ck she is. A bitter loss for her here tonight, but at least she can take comfort in having fought one heck of a fight, despite the odds.
Bella acknowledging as much, carefully approaching her corner, being careful not to provoke any further aggression but manages to lean down in front of the groggy brunette. “Nice fight, Steinfeld. You did your best….too bad your best is not enough.” Thorne teases before blowing the defeated brunette a kiss, then turning her attention back to the screaming fans, eager reporters waiting to take her statement:
“Hailee’s pretty good, as expected - she was tough as nails in this fight, and I’ll admit as much: I definitely had trouble putting her away early. But... as you can clearly see, I’m the better woman. Honestly I liked her more before tonight, but I forgive her for the sh*t she said. I hope I changed her mind. She said I had nothing to my name….well after tonight I sure have Hailee Steinfeld beaten to a pulp, that has to count for something, right?” Bella concludes with a smirk before making her exit to the tune of some very loud cheers.
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Post by The Dollhouse on Mar 9, 2018 19:27:29 GMT -6
Avril Lavigne (33, 5’2, 130 lbs, 3:6 FCBA, The Dollhouse) Vs. Ariana Grande (24, 5’1, 94 lbs 5:15 FCBA, Queens of the Mic)
Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse
BEFORE: Our final match of the night, and the main event, will be a bitter grudge rematch between two rival singers, Avril Lavigne and Ariana Grande! A rematch Ariana was waiting for since Avril bested her in her ring comeback bout. The press conference is a grim affair with both girls looking focused but impatient, eager to be done with the pre-fight nonsense and get to the ring as quickly as possible.
"This b*tch is f*cking dead! I didn't want to give her a rematch, because she doesn't deserve one. She still totally doesn't, but this cheater tried to humiliate me. How dare she?! Now she's gonna get her stupid ass kicked all over that ring. She might be thinking she got what she wanted, but after tonight this WIMP is gonna wish she never fucked with me!" Avril speaks first, not even glancing at the brunette, pretending she’s not in the room.
Ariana responds with a giggle, and then fires back with a priggish tone. "I didn't humiliate her - she humiliated herself by throwing that pathetic punch at me and then couldn't handle the consequences. I KNEW it would be enough to make this airhead give me this rematch after she’s been avoiding it for months. I KNEW she wouldn't be able to resist after that huge blow to her ego. I mean, did you SEE how she dropped? It was hilarious! I'm here to finish the job I started, and we all know she can't handle me. Lightning doesn’t strike twice, she’s not landing another lucky punch on me this time. And… if she thinks what I did to her last month was humiliating… just wait till later tonight, she has NO IDEA what’s coming to her. Get your cameras ready guys!"
Ariana finishes her monologue, stands up and turns her head to Avril for the first time, smiling cockily at the blonde, who seems visibly annoyed, staring daggers at the younger diva before Ariana simply turns her back to her and leaves the room along with her entourage.
Avril’s entrance into the arena goes as well as can be expected: fans oohinh and aahing as her trademark punk-pop music starts blasting through the speakers and shaking the very foundations of the building. The blonde wearing her trademark attire, a sports bra and short tights, in pink and black, of course, with matching gloves, her hair tied in a high ponytail. She has her arms raised above her head as she slowly makes her way to the ring, smiling to the cheering fans, followed by her trainer Kristanna Loken. Very much her style here: go big or go home. Also serves as form of intimidation for her rivals, of course. Ms Lavigne going through an effective training camp these past few weeks, fresh off another victory over Sarah Hyland and now itching to best Ariana Grande again in singles action.
Avril finally enters the ring and begins stretching in her corner, Kristanna Loken busy pep talking her fighter who clearly can’t afford to lose tonight or the Dollhouse will have a disaster on their hands.
Avril’s music ends abruptly, immediately replaced by Ariana’s pop music, filling the arena to a mix of loud boos and but almost as many cheers. Here she comes through the curtains, one of the biggest pop divas of recent times, Ariana Grande confidently struts her way to the ring, hands on hips, smiling all the way through. She has her own legion of fans in the rafters, no doubt, and they make their support known with shrill screams and inappropriate whistling. The pop-diva is wearing a silver colored attire, with a silver bra and matching hotpants, her toned tanned body on full display for her male fans, with her long dark brown hair up in her trademark high ponytail, the young pop star loves to outshine her competition, and is always a sight to behold! Ignore the fact that Grande is now coming off an abysmal 11 fights losing streak, and you wonder what else these rabid fans are clinging onto besides her looks. One thing we can say, Ariana has the heart and tenacity of a lioness, not giving up just yet, and the charisma to boot, not letting her losing record discourage her tonight. Ariana reaches the ring and elegantly climbs inside, striking a final pose for the crowd before going to her corner accompanied by her entourage, and begins warming up, including an impressive shadow boxing display.
With both fighters finally in the ring and ready to turn the war of words physical, the fans of both musical princesses are about to explode in anticipation for the action to start. But not just yet. The ref calls both girls to the center of the ring from their corners, Ariana strutting towards the ref with a smug grin on her face, looking the older blonde up and down as she approaches, and smiling. The girls finally stand facing each other mid ring, hands on their hips, as the cheers from the crowd become deafening.
“Ready to be humiliated in front of your fans again, chubby?” Ariana teases and pokes the blonde’s soft midsection with her glove.
Avril recoils for a second, but immediately retaliates, the hot headed blonde responding in kind by swinging wildly with an open fist, trying to glove-slap the smaller singer! The agile diva quickly pulls her head back just in time to avoid the surprise attack, and the referee immediately jumps in between the girls, blocking any further illegal attempts and giving Avril a stern warning.
“WAY too slow chubby!” Ariana grins, mocking the blonde again for her failed attempt.
“Shut the f*ck up you weakling! You’re dead!” Avril screams as the referee pushes her away, escorting the furious blonde back to her corner before going over the rules with her as the blonde rolls her eyes and nods impatiently. With both girls now back in their corners, the crowd finally gets their wish as the referee signals for the bell! DING DING! And here we finally go with ten rounds of MAIN EVENT flyweight grudge match action!
ROUND 1: Lots of pressure on either girl as they seek to establish themselves as the future leaders of this division: Avril as legitimate belt contender one day and Ariana - well, Ariana, let's just say that she would rather NOT get her bum belted for the umpteenth time tonight. Not to mention, exact some sweet, sweet revenge. Both girls start off in a mad scramble to plant leather, any semblance of deliberate strategy flying out window as they just flail hands at each other. C’mon ref… is this a boxing match or Catfight Fridays at Louis’? Still, hard to blame both girls, the animosity reaching boiling point recently, resulting in this mad fray at each other. Avril grunting as her chin walloped stiffly, disorienting her for moment too long... Ariana with exertive breaths as she continues her wild swinging, planting another left-right into Avril’s body before her own chin swiped with hard right as well. Girls are separated by the referee when the bell rings, and they’re already left haggard and sucking in air… and we’re only in the first!
ROUND 2: By our prediction Avril took that last round by a close margin. Can she get lucky again? Each fight, she’s told off by her trainers in between rounds ‘not to f*ck this up by getting personal.’ Predictably, dismissive ‘Yeah, yeah’ is always the singer’s response, before she just leaps back in and does as before - business as usual. This time, it’s a painful lesson for Ms Lavigne to learn. She comes in swinging hard, double hooks aimed to catch Grande by surprise and take her head off, but Grande miraculously DUCKS under one, swerves to avoid the other, then DIGS a hard glove straight into the gut! OUCH! Avril folded in two, not knowing what hit her. She needs to snap outta that reverie as Grande realising perfect situation to pull back for another punch - Avril’s guard barely up when the cold hook crashes into the face! She’s ROCKED! Avril thrown on defensive as she’s walked backwards, Grande keeping on the pressure, punching and punching at the guard hoping that this here’s the end. Nope - either girl still too fresh, staving off the inevitable. Avril saving herself by not getting trapped on the ropes, but no one can argue this was a terrible round for her. “You’re just terrible at this Avril…and you’re about to be exposed, b*tch!” Ariana taunts the shaken blonde, giggling at her while back paddling to her corner, but the younger singer is silently cursing herself for the missed opportunity at a potential Round 2 knockout.
ROUND 3: She expected a quick and easy fast knockout, just like last time. But now uncertainty creeps in for the Dollhouse wiz kid - Avril beating herself up for having this much trouble putting someone like Ariana Grande away. The last round was a disaster but apparently cooler heads not prevailing one bit, and the two gals clash into one another with another SLAP of bodies, mutual SQUEALS as they PACK punches into each other’s face and tummy incessantly, hoping to get lucky, and if not, injure enough for to win the round. Grande shocked by this development, no doubt - she thought she had Avril on the ropes… So when Avril comes barreling towards her at high speed, she panics: reflex right cross is too slow, too sloppy, and it sails over the head wide. Ariana eats a snap uppercut to jawline as Avril manages to close distance easily, to her detriment. Grande refusing to retreat though, stepping back, then forward as quickly, hooking another stiff blow into Avril’s cheek, which elicits a dull PUHH, then UGHH! from the singer. Girls go at it this way for the rest of the round, back-and-forth, front-and-back action, with Ariana still taking the round by the tiniest of margins, but really, the real winner is Ms Lavigne, who surges back into this fight with a message that she’s not quite done yet, b*tches!
ROUND 4: This round’s Avril’s turn to shine and she f*cking knows it. Two steps forward and Ariana just sluggish by comparison, with her opponent on her case before she even realises it - Ariana eating a two-punch combo spanking off her waistline before again getting her head stung by more jabs as Avril closes and fires away. Avril trying to put her down right here and now, walking Grande backwards as she hooks left after left, right after right, bombing away at her guard, which begins to look more and more shaky by the minute. Ariana trying to create distance and escape - she understands that she simply can't stand and brawl with this crazed woman without taking some damage. Long distance punches land on Avril’s face and nose as the round whittles down to the zero count, with Lavigne AGAIN frustrated at not being able to catch her rival flush on the cheek and just floor her once and for all. Grande beaming when the bell rings, means she gets to rest for a few minutes before the onslaught continues. Things looking south however for the American singer at this point. Pity though - she began this fight full of promise. Let's hope she can turn things around in the fifth...
ROUND 5: We stand corrected - Ariana on downward spiral, slated for crash landing instead. We should have seen the signs early on in the match – the close-range brawling which doesn’t favor the smaller brunette and the lackluster punches, the cockiness. Once again the diva’s over enthusiasm gets the best of her here - sprint of energy at the start of the fight very quickly giving way to painful reality: that going the distance matters in this sport. Fifth round and Ariana looking like she hasn’t recovered from that last round, face contorted with what seems to be pain – Grande is clearly hurt, and its definitely slowing her down. Opening minute and, token jab jab jab at the face and body doing little to deter the Canadian’s wanton aggression: Avril digging deep into her reserves and here she comes swiping away those incoming hands, manages to get into Ariana’s guard and PLANTS uppercut right to the jawline! GRANDE STUNNED, FLAILING BACKWARDS! Here comes Lavigne looking to finish… more shots to the body bend her over with heavy grunts, then a NASTY hook to the face lands flush on the cheek - not as beautifully for Grande, who simply rotates on the spot and falls face first into the canvas. She’s not moving, folks! Ref calls it off! And just like that - It’s over!!
Official Decision: Avril Lavigne defeats Ariana Grande via KO5!
AFTER: Crowd going wild with delirium - if this performance and win tonight isn’t enough to prove that Avril Lavigne is back in the game (and killin’ it), I don’t know what will! Ariana the unfortunate victim here tonight, that sacrificial lamb that’s slain twice now to prove that Avril’s simply better. The Canadian singer soaking in the applause and praise for a moment, catching her breath, before she approaches her former rival’s body, surveying it with abject glee. Ariana getting rotated onto her back by medical staff, her eyes still glued shut and lips quivering as though having the worst of nightmares. No mercy from Avril, however, as she seals the fate of this bitter rivalry with a sudden STOMP of her foot into Ariana’s midsection, drawing an immediate OOOUUHHH from the singer’s lips. Well, at least that woke her up, right?
Avril continuing the abuse from above, both physically and verbally, stamping her foot into the body and punting the poor girl in the back when she tries to curl up into fetal position for more cover. Avril finally satisfied, posing by standing astride her foe’s hurting body, before spitting down on her face and screaming, “MESS with me again b*tch, and I’ll f*cking KILL you next time, GOT IT?!”
Avril then asks for a microphone, looking around at the thousands of fans cheering for her.
“Hell Yeaaaahh!" She screams. "You guys liked that?! This is what happens when you run your mouth and dare to cheap shot me!” She then looks down at Grande’s prone body and continues. “Ariana, you’re a f*cking wimp, a loser, and I NEVER want to hear or see your dumb face near me again! Got it?! Oh yeah, and your music sucks ass! Peace bit**es!” She ends throwing the microphone away and lifting her arms in triumph one last time as the crowd cheers the triumphant blonde for several long minutes.
Ariana’s pride still holding her response out, gritting her teeth and just making herself look small. No doubt revenge already on her mind, but for tonight, all she can do is not antagonize her tormentress any longer. Finally satisfied, Avril exits the ring to continue her celebration with her ecstatic team mates at ringside. Another big win for her tonight and we can’t wait to see who’s her next victim in this surprise comeback!
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Post by The Dollhouse on Mar 9, 2018 19:32:08 GMT -6
And that concludes our night! Another amazing PPV for us, but this time, unfortunately, not a clean sweep for the Dolls. Still, most of them will be celebrating tonight! We plan to bring you more PPVs in the coming months, so stay tuned and we hope to see you with us again next time for ROUND 3! Until then, Farewell from the Dollhouse!
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Post by Vassago on Mar 10, 2018 6:14:27 GMT -6
The Lavigne/Grande "rivalry" makes a lot of sense and Grande showed just enough to make you believe she can actually win fights given proper match-making Lavigne's win elevates her even higher on Cheryl Cole's hit list though...
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Post by Vanessa Hudgens on Mar 10, 2018 18:01:19 GMT -6
HOW DARE YOU?!?!? My sister is twice the woman you are and nobody - I mean NOBODY - makes her cry, you jealous hooker! Emma, you arrogant skank, I haven't asked for much. Don't call me freaking Nessie, don't mess with my sister and don't get in my way. Tonight, you did all f*cking three and now, you're dead. You just don't seem to realize it yet. The taste of things yet to come is going to be something you're not going to enjoy, Ems. I've got some plans for you and payback, just like you are, is going to be a bytch! Vanessa Hudgens Fittest Flyweight Lookout! Boxing Obviously it's clear one of us is better... (OOC: BTW, kudos to you for the awesome posters/artwork for the event and a huge congratulations to Caspian for the excellent job writing. You two deserve a lot of credit for putting together a spectacular event!!)
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Post by Vanessa Hudgens on Mar 10, 2018 18:20:18 GMT -6
Another big win for her tonight and we can’t wait to see who’s her next victim in this surprise comeback! Congratulations Avril - I'm so proud of you. It's freaking fantastic to see somebody in your stable display a little class, since there's others who obviously can't. Keep up being awesome, Avril and I'm going to keep supporting you all the way. This comeback train is going to keep on rolling! -Vanessa Hudgens
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Post by Emma Roberts on Mar 10, 2018 18:29:19 GMT -6
HOW DARE YOU?!?!? My sister is twice the woman you are and nobody - I mean NOBODY - makes her cry, you jealous hooker! Emma, you arrogant skank, I haven't asked for much. Don't call me freaking Nessie, don't mess with my sister and don't get in my way. Tonight, you did all f*cking three and now, you're dead. You just don't seem to realize it yet. The taste of things yet to come is going to be something you're not going to enjoy, Ems. I've got some plans for you and payback, just like you are, is going to be a bytch! Vanessa Hudgens Fittest Flyweight Lookout! Boxing Sorry NESSIE, your fatass sister just couldn't handle me, and it seems like you can't handle that sad, sad realization. You know who else won't be able to handle me? YOU. When I'm ready for you. That's right, when I DECIDE to give you the chance to attempt to avenge your pathetic little sister. Until then, all you can do is WATCH ME and get mad and whine like a tard. So just for you, here's a pic of me in my glorious dress from last night. I wore it both before I destroyed your sister, and after, when we went celebrating my amazing win. ENJOY B*TCH!
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Post by Vanessa Hudgens on Mar 12, 2018 19:55:59 GMT -6
<abbr data-timestamp="1520728159000" class="o-timestamp time" title="Mar 10, 2018 19:29:19 GMT -5">Mar 10, 2018 19:29:19 GMT -5</abbr> Emma Roberts said: Sorry NESSIE, your fatass sister just couldn't handle me, and it seems like you can't handle that sad, sad realization. You know who else won't be able to handle me? YOU. When I'm ready for you. That's right, when I DECIDE to give you the chance to attempt to avenge your pathetic little sister. Until then, all you can do is WATCH ME and get mad and whine like a tard. So just for you, here's a pic of me in my glorious dress from last night. I wore it both before I destroyed your sister, and after, when we went celebrating my amazing win. ENJOY B*TCH! Trust me, Emma - I've handled annoying little sh*ts like you for a long time and you're not going to be any freaking different. When I'm ready to get MY revenge on you, it will be on my timetable and not yours. I don't get mad - I get even. I've got bigger, badder bytches to beat down this month - evil ones like Mishy and Lily - but once I'm done with them, I'm going to focus my attention on you. Not all of it - you're not good enough for that. But, more than enough to make you cry, break you down and wish you'd never f*cked with me, Ems. You're going to be apologizing for calling me Nessie, for attacking my sister and for thinking you are in my league. You're a flabby little fatass idiot and you're going to be mine, bytch! Next time I see you, I'm going to tear that dress and your pride to shreds, you pathetic loser. This is what a real woman looks like - ENJOY, B*TCH!
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Post by Michelle Williams on Mar 12, 2018 20:09:05 GMT -6
Not only were Emma and I twinsies at the Oscars, but we're twinsies when it comes to beating down Hudgens hos. Hey Nessa. Sorry you weren't invited.
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Post by Emma Roberts on Mar 12, 2018 20:20:38 GMT -6
See Nessie, Michelle has great taste. She knows a gorgeous dress when she sees one, and also knows a DUMB B*TCH like you when she sees one. We need more girls like her around here.
Oh and, you forgot to sign your ugly name and retarded made up titles at the bottom of your pathetic reply. Are you feeling alright?
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Post by Vanessa Hudgens on Mar 14, 2018 12:50:31 GMT -6
See Nessie, Michelle has great taste. She knows a gorgeous dress when she sees one, and also knows a DUMB B*TCH like you when she sees one. We need more girls like her around here. Oh and, you forgot to sign your ugly name and retarded made up titles at the bottom of your pathetic reply. Are you feeling alright? To both Mishy and Ems: The dresses were gorgeous, but the people inside the dresses are vile and freaking gross. So disgusting! Of course I wasn't invited, Mishy and if I was, I wouldn't have shown up. We all know what happened at the Oscars last year and while we won't speak of it, it seems like maybe that fluke gave Emma false, badly misguided confidence that just by dressing like you, she could be in my league. You may have beaten me before, but there is no chance Emma is going to last against me when I choose to destroy her vapid little world. Just like I plan to do to you in a few days. I'm NOT convinced that the league needs entitled, spoiled bytches like you around. If you two have great taste, there's definitely less filling - especially in the brain department, since you two are as stupid as can be thinking that you can ever be fitter, hotter or better than me. As far as my name and my well-deserved, EARNED titles at the bottom, I'll keep sharing those and soon, I'm going to be able to add Conqueror of Mishy again and then, Conqueror of Emma. Count on that. And who wore it best? The answer is always me, dumb*sses!Vanessa Hudgens Simply The Best (Mishy and Emma both know it!) Lookout! Boxing
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