Post by Lookout! Boxing on Jun 25, 2022 0:21:32 GMT -6
Stana Katic (7-1-0, 7 KO)
5'9, 43 years old
vs.
Margot Robbie (30-26-0, 26 KO)
5'6, 31 years old
(Written by Celebrity Wrestling Federation/Results by Lookout!)
Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her ninth appearance in the ring, her fourth as a managed fighter under the newly formed Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Hamilton, Ontario native, standing 5 foot 9, weighing in at 125 pounds, STANAAAAA KAAAAAATIC!!"
When Stana Katic's desired opponent, Jenny McCarthy, understandably pulled out of the bout due to her participation in the Princess of the Beach Tournament, the Celebrity Wrestling Federation bookers were left scrambling to find a replacement; eventually settling on another Sceej fighter who was itching to get back between the ropes. Margot Robbie, more than a decade younger than Katic, was desperate to jump-start her trial with the stable and turn her stalling career around. Not even a month into her new residency, she'd already pounded Olivia Munn and was looking to stack upon a strong 2022 thus far. Already her fifth stable, Robbie was running out of chances to prove she had staying power.
For Katic, this was an enormous leap in talent on paper. Vaulting from fellow 40-somethings to a spry 32 year old with quadruple the career wins was a monumental test, but turning down fights wasn't something Stana had the luxury of doing.
Each successive foray into the ring and the 43 year old's sinewy, statuesque frame was looking tighter and tighter; her abdomen rippling with taut, newly formed muscle as she scrunched at the waist and dipped through the ropes. With a brief pause and a wink, Katic playfully shimmied her hips at the base of her crouch into the ring; her low-waisted, string thong devoured by jiggling, fleshy cheeks as she wrapped up the standing split and bound toward her corner. Leaning against the ropes and pinching her eyes shut, Katic's bosom swelled as she took one last calming breath, then twisted her braided pigtails into a loose pony tail.
Round 1:
After enjoying a decided reach advantage in her last two fights against Olivia Munn and Scarlett Johansson, the gangly Katic was a rude awakening for Robbie. Stuck in no-man's land unable to reach a preening Katic, but still close enough to be tagged herself, the blonde found herself in adjustment-mode for the majority of Round 1. Even Stana's most lumbering and klutzy misses went unpunished, with Robbie spending more time tying the brunette up than wailing away. A bell-beating barrage by Stana left the blonde woozy against the ropes away from her corner, and it was a bad look as she stumbled home to her stool. Robbie showed some heart in taking the fight on short notice, but she'll need more than heart to dissect Katic. Katic takes this round 10-8.
Round 2:
Though it won't fully show on the score card, this round was a master-class in adjustments from the Aussie. Left spinning her wheels and unable to combat Katic's reach in the first, Robbie displayed some inspiring patience in waiting out Katic's strikes behind her guard, wading through the rubbish, and punishing the brunette's slender abdomen. While this round lacked a truly memorable, damaging shot; visions of Katic wincing, curling over at the hip to protect her flexing tummy, and retreating will dance in the judges heads for the rest of the night. 10-9 and a wonderful comeback round from Robbie.
Round 3:
Round 3 finally saw Robbie truly flash some of the promise that has gotten her signed to five different stables. After some time spent in an untactful give-and-take circle around the ring, a flurry of wicked right hands from Margot finally opened the scoring. Fearlessly pressing through some lackadaisical pawing from the brunette, Robbie rocked Katic with a sharp swivel through the temple, a nasty gash splitting above her left eye and trickling blood down her clinched jaw for the rest of the round.
Piling on with the optics, Robbie hunted Katic for the remainder of the round; doe-eyed and helplessly sloshing across the ring as the blonde nipped at her heels. With nowhere to run and trapped against the ropes, Katic's statuesque frame sagged to Robbie's height as she was gutted by a flash of leather. Each boring uppercut to the navel cut down the brunette further, blood leaking from her temple and staining her bronzed chest. The round ended with Katic spilling to her haunches, then hands and knees, coughing up a mouthful of crimson across the canvas as she tucked herself back into her thin, sagging tube top. Robbie with more of the goods, 10-8.
Round 4:
Call it an aberration, call it being woken up, call it trial-by-fire, call it whatever you like; but simply put this was the most impressive round of boxing in Stana Katic's career. Seemingly barely able to pull herself out of the corner, Katic put Margot through the blender from bell-to-bell. Her strikes were impeccably sharp, biting through Margot's staunch defenses until they crumbled. Repaying the minor wardrobe malfunction Robbie had forced in the previous round, Katic quite literally pummeled and jostled the blonde until she bounced right out of her bikini top. Humiliating flashes of bare skin elicited growing "ooooh's" from the crowd as they peeked through Katic's relentless onslaught.
With Robbie foolishly planted and immobilized against the ropes, Katic found her range and raked the blonde's abdomen with draining kidney and belly shots, crunched her sleek rib cage with impaling uppercuts, flattened her bare tits with sternum-cracking straight right hands, and capped off the exchange by dropping the Aussie. A final *thump*, *thump* paddled Robbie's cheeks between gloved fists, her bulbs rolling in their sockets as her knees gave out and she slid down Katic's sternum. Her opponent's ass perked through the ropes, Katic victoriously hoisted her hands up high, serenaded by the arena as Robbie slid face-first to the canvas, ejecting her mouthpiece. The count was generous for the blonde, and with the official at 8, Robbie managed to hit her feet. The rest of the round was more of the same, and Katic takes an immeasurably dominant round via shutout. If Robbie doesn't knock Katic out, this one is over.
Round 5:
Continuing the unpredictable rollercoaster of the first four rounds, Katic and Robbie unofficially used this round as a reset of sorts. Both having hit the canvas and gassed out in the last two rounds, both seemed content to trade, retreat, circle, and hug. Not that the full-body embraces weren't enjoyable to the spectators, but fans of actual boxing took little from this round. Tough to give it to either fighter, so we'll call it a draw.
Round 6:
After such a jaw-dropping, assertive effort by Katic in Round 4, it was somewhat troubling for her camp to watch Robbie spring right back into the fight and saw things off to a standstill in Round 5. After all, Stana had never gone past Round 6 in her career. Despite looking like a Great White at times, the brunette was on the verge of venturing into uncharted waters; unknown whether she would start to tire if Robbie could hang around. In the first two minutes, Katic put those worries to bed.
Much like in her shutout round, Katic used her high-caliber reach and length to staple the Aussie to the ropes; pummeling Robbie's bronzed hide with an unrelenting barrage from impossible angles. Margot could do little but tuck behind her forearms and wince with each savage, uninhibited slug; her lithe abdomen curling around each thumping blow. The blonde throatily wailed as a vicious left rippled against her ribs, backpedaling until the small of her spine slid against the ropes, arching over the top as she tried desperately to dip past a thunderstorm of overheads. The crowd rose in unison as they sensed the end with Margot doing no more than hanging from a fraying rope, drunkenly bobbing with seemingly no rhythm as Stana slung wild, unhampered uppercuts to any temporarily unshielded hunk of flesh. Robbie's knees buckled as a thumping left tested her temple, her bulbs fluttering in their sockets as her entire frame vibrated, legs nearly giving out as Katic coiled and loaded her right hand. Still tucked blindly behind her raised arms, Robbie whimpered as Katic rotated through three sequential right hands to the kidneys.
The dominating brunette hissed with each sharp exertion; "hssskk... hssssk.... FFFGGGGOOOHHH"
Katic's narrowed hazel bulbs suddenly ballooned as Robbie slunk away from the ropes and interrupted her predictable drumming; dipping past her third and instead piercing Katic's left breast with a heart-stopping straight right. Stana drifted clumsily on her heels, stamping backwards, hoarsely mewling as her jaw fell open, dribbling her mouthpiece to the canvas. Her chest swelled and quaked with sharp, abbreviated gulps, her gloved left hand meekly pawing at her punctured bosom, blubbering as she spilled into the ropes to her left. Her head lulled lifelessly as she twirled into the ropes, colliding first with her shoulder before she stumbled into the corner, her chest grating against the springy fencing, spilling her mushrooming tits out the bottom of her awkwardly scrunched, displaced tube top. Margot alertly pursued the drunken, gangly brunette, and just as Katic pirouette to face her attacker, Robbie slung a savage left hand through her hanging chin.
"GGGHHHHLLLLGG" Katic squelched, her skull snapping from the impact before lulling back in place, a coating mist of sweat and mouthful of drool sloshing from her lips and painting the crowd. Teetering on her heels, the brunette's stiffened frame pitched with a quick convulsive shimmy before her thighs buckled inward, folding awkwardly over her own twisted stems as she collapsed in a fleshy heap. Gracelessly sprawling after an abbreviated moment balanced on her haunches, Katic unraveled with her arms strewn above her head, nearly spilling through the ropes and out of the ring entirely as her topless frame rocked and bucked with unconscious spasms. Straddling the twitching brunette and spewing an incoherent, exhausted mouthful of trash talk, the Aussie planted her ruby-painted toes on Katic's flushed cheek and struck a victory pose for the ages; defiantly panting with her own sweat-drenched chest nearly bared, nearly broken, but victorious.
"And your winner, by KO in Round 6, MARGOT ROBBIE!!!!"
5'9, 43 years old
vs.
Margot Robbie (30-26-0, 26 KO)
5'6, 31 years old
(Written by Celebrity Wrestling Federation/Results by Lookout!)
Intro:
"AND NOW! Making her ninth appearance in the ring, her fourth as a managed fighter under the newly formed Celebrity Wrestling Federation flag. Please welcome the Hamilton, Ontario native, standing 5 foot 9, weighing in at 125 pounds, STANAAAAA KAAAAAATIC!!"
When Stana Katic's desired opponent, Jenny McCarthy, understandably pulled out of the bout due to her participation in the Princess of the Beach Tournament, the Celebrity Wrestling Federation bookers were left scrambling to find a replacement; eventually settling on another Sceej fighter who was itching to get back between the ropes. Margot Robbie, more than a decade younger than Katic, was desperate to jump-start her trial with the stable and turn her stalling career around. Not even a month into her new residency, she'd already pounded Olivia Munn and was looking to stack upon a strong 2022 thus far. Already her fifth stable, Robbie was running out of chances to prove she had staying power.
For Katic, this was an enormous leap in talent on paper. Vaulting from fellow 40-somethings to a spry 32 year old with quadruple the career wins was a monumental test, but turning down fights wasn't something Stana had the luxury of doing.
Each successive foray into the ring and the 43 year old's sinewy, statuesque frame was looking tighter and tighter; her abdomen rippling with taut, newly formed muscle as she scrunched at the waist and dipped through the ropes. With a brief pause and a wink, Katic playfully shimmied her hips at the base of her crouch into the ring; her low-waisted, string thong devoured by jiggling, fleshy cheeks as she wrapped up the standing split and bound toward her corner. Leaning against the ropes and pinching her eyes shut, Katic's bosom swelled as she took one last calming breath, then twisted her braided pigtails into a loose pony tail.
Round 1:
After enjoying a decided reach advantage in her last two fights against Olivia Munn and Scarlett Johansson, the gangly Katic was a rude awakening for Robbie. Stuck in no-man's land unable to reach a preening Katic, but still close enough to be tagged herself, the blonde found herself in adjustment-mode for the majority of Round 1. Even Stana's most lumbering and klutzy misses went unpunished, with Robbie spending more time tying the brunette up than wailing away. A bell-beating barrage by Stana left the blonde woozy against the ropes away from her corner, and it was a bad look as she stumbled home to her stool. Robbie showed some heart in taking the fight on short notice, but she'll need more than heart to dissect Katic. Katic takes this round 10-8.
Round 2:
Though it won't fully show on the score card, this round was a master-class in adjustments from the Aussie. Left spinning her wheels and unable to combat Katic's reach in the first, Robbie displayed some inspiring patience in waiting out Katic's strikes behind her guard, wading through the rubbish, and punishing the brunette's slender abdomen. While this round lacked a truly memorable, damaging shot; visions of Katic wincing, curling over at the hip to protect her flexing tummy, and retreating will dance in the judges heads for the rest of the night. 10-9 and a wonderful comeback round from Robbie.
Round 3:
Round 3 finally saw Robbie truly flash some of the promise that has gotten her signed to five different stables. After some time spent in an untactful give-and-take circle around the ring, a flurry of wicked right hands from Margot finally opened the scoring. Fearlessly pressing through some lackadaisical pawing from the brunette, Robbie rocked Katic with a sharp swivel through the temple, a nasty gash splitting above her left eye and trickling blood down her clinched jaw for the rest of the round.
Piling on with the optics, Robbie hunted Katic for the remainder of the round; doe-eyed and helplessly sloshing across the ring as the blonde nipped at her heels. With nowhere to run and trapped against the ropes, Katic's statuesque frame sagged to Robbie's height as she was gutted by a flash of leather. Each boring uppercut to the navel cut down the brunette further, blood leaking from her temple and staining her bronzed chest. The round ended with Katic spilling to her haunches, then hands and knees, coughing up a mouthful of crimson across the canvas as she tucked herself back into her thin, sagging tube top. Robbie with more of the goods, 10-8.
Round 4:
Call it an aberration, call it being woken up, call it trial-by-fire, call it whatever you like; but simply put this was the most impressive round of boxing in Stana Katic's career. Seemingly barely able to pull herself out of the corner, Katic put Margot through the blender from bell-to-bell. Her strikes were impeccably sharp, biting through Margot's staunch defenses until they crumbled. Repaying the minor wardrobe malfunction Robbie had forced in the previous round, Katic quite literally pummeled and jostled the blonde until she bounced right out of her bikini top. Humiliating flashes of bare skin elicited growing "ooooh's" from the crowd as they peeked through Katic's relentless onslaught.
With Robbie foolishly planted and immobilized against the ropes, Katic found her range and raked the blonde's abdomen with draining kidney and belly shots, crunched her sleek rib cage with impaling uppercuts, flattened her bare tits with sternum-cracking straight right hands, and capped off the exchange by dropping the Aussie. A final *thump*, *thump* paddled Robbie's cheeks between gloved fists, her bulbs rolling in their sockets as her knees gave out and she slid down Katic's sternum. Her opponent's ass perked through the ropes, Katic victoriously hoisted her hands up high, serenaded by the arena as Robbie slid face-first to the canvas, ejecting her mouthpiece. The count was generous for the blonde, and with the official at 8, Robbie managed to hit her feet. The rest of the round was more of the same, and Katic takes an immeasurably dominant round via shutout. If Robbie doesn't knock Katic out, this one is over.
Round 5:
Continuing the unpredictable rollercoaster of the first four rounds, Katic and Robbie unofficially used this round as a reset of sorts. Both having hit the canvas and gassed out in the last two rounds, both seemed content to trade, retreat, circle, and hug. Not that the full-body embraces weren't enjoyable to the spectators, but fans of actual boxing took little from this round. Tough to give it to either fighter, so we'll call it a draw.
Round 6:
After such a jaw-dropping, assertive effort by Katic in Round 4, it was somewhat troubling for her camp to watch Robbie spring right back into the fight and saw things off to a standstill in Round 5. After all, Stana had never gone past Round 6 in her career. Despite looking like a Great White at times, the brunette was on the verge of venturing into uncharted waters; unknown whether she would start to tire if Robbie could hang around. In the first two minutes, Katic put those worries to bed.
Much like in her shutout round, Katic used her high-caliber reach and length to staple the Aussie to the ropes; pummeling Robbie's bronzed hide with an unrelenting barrage from impossible angles. Margot could do little but tuck behind her forearms and wince with each savage, uninhibited slug; her lithe abdomen curling around each thumping blow. The blonde throatily wailed as a vicious left rippled against her ribs, backpedaling until the small of her spine slid against the ropes, arching over the top as she tried desperately to dip past a thunderstorm of overheads. The crowd rose in unison as they sensed the end with Margot doing no more than hanging from a fraying rope, drunkenly bobbing with seemingly no rhythm as Stana slung wild, unhampered uppercuts to any temporarily unshielded hunk of flesh. Robbie's knees buckled as a thumping left tested her temple, her bulbs fluttering in their sockets as her entire frame vibrated, legs nearly giving out as Katic coiled and loaded her right hand. Still tucked blindly behind her raised arms, Robbie whimpered as Katic rotated through three sequential right hands to the kidneys.
The dominating brunette hissed with each sharp exertion; "hssskk... hssssk.... FFFGGGGOOOHHH"
Katic's narrowed hazel bulbs suddenly ballooned as Robbie slunk away from the ropes and interrupted her predictable drumming; dipping past her third and instead piercing Katic's left breast with a heart-stopping straight right. Stana drifted clumsily on her heels, stamping backwards, hoarsely mewling as her jaw fell open, dribbling her mouthpiece to the canvas. Her chest swelled and quaked with sharp, abbreviated gulps, her gloved left hand meekly pawing at her punctured bosom, blubbering as she spilled into the ropes to her left. Her head lulled lifelessly as she twirled into the ropes, colliding first with her shoulder before she stumbled into the corner, her chest grating against the springy fencing, spilling her mushrooming tits out the bottom of her awkwardly scrunched, displaced tube top. Margot alertly pursued the drunken, gangly brunette, and just as Katic pirouette to face her attacker, Robbie slung a savage left hand through her hanging chin.
"GGGHHHHLLLLGG" Katic squelched, her skull snapping from the impact before lulling back in place, a coating mist of sweat and mouthful of drool sloshing from her lips and painting the crowd. Teetering on her heels, the brunette's stiffened frame pitched with a quick convulsive shimmy before her thighs buckled inward, folding awkwardly over her own twisted stems as she collapsed in a fleshy heap. Gracelessly sprawling after an abbreviated moment balanced on her haunches, Katic unraveled with her arms strewn above her head, nearly spilling through the ropes and out of the ring entirely as her topless frame rocked and bucked with unconscious spasms. Straddling the twitching brunette and spewing an incoherent, exhausted mouthful of trash talk, the Aussie planted her ruby-painted toes on Katic's flushed cheek and struck a victory pose for the ages; defiantly panting with her own sweat-drenched chest nearly bared, nearly broken, but victorious.
"And your winner, by KO in Round 6, MARGOT ROBBIE!!!!"