Write in 3rd person. Include all details from paragraphs above: 01:32 <Holly_Brockler> Seeing you as you approach the ring, I stretch my shoulders and hips while sizing up your silhouette. "Looks stocky, but I've got reach on her," I think, before I hear your record and name announced to a rush of noise from the crowd. My smirk falters, and then falls at the sight of your powerful body and flexed biceps. After a beat of staring back at you, I blink and shake my head, taking a step forward to mimic your flex as I pull a slightly mocking face. Cracking my knuckles, I call out, "Nice gains, babe. I bet they'll make a big noise when I drop you to the mat!"

01:34 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> Your mimicking flex is more amusing to me than anything, as while I see some muscle definition, there is no bicep peak or pop. "The thing I like about fighting taller opponents is, like trees, they come down very hard when they go down." I growl in a low voice, but still loud enough to penetrate the crowd noise. The horn is blown as I immediately get into guard, leading with my left leg. Not wanting to waste any time, I dip low and explode up, looking to slam ,my right fist home right into the middle of your stomach

01:39 <Holly_Brockler> "I'll show you a fuckin' tree--" I start, before crouching in an open-handed stance at the sound of the horn. My eyes grow intense as I see you coming in fast, and I get my left leg up just in time to take the force of your fist against my shin. "Urgh!" I skid back slightly on my other foot, still wincing from the impact. I swing my right arm in return, trying to land an overhand elbow strike against your neck or clavicle, wanting to use my height advantage for some brutal downforce.

01:44 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> My fist slams hard into your shin, and it's one of those times that I do wish I had gloves as the bone smacks hard on my hand, but no matter, I can worry about that later. Even blocked, it's clear that it hurt you, but you swing your right arm out and gamely shoot your elbow down. I shift a little to the left, letting your elbow smack into my thick trapezius muscle, where even though it hurts it absorbs a lot of the blow and it's not my spine taking the blow. With you hovering above me and your torso open, I explode up again and form a bicep as I aim a right uppercut into the center of your chest above your heart

01:49 <Holly_Brockler> Feeling my elbow strike home against one of your strong traps, I rear back my left fist to follow up, but an uppercut cracking into my chest cuts me off. "AURH!!" My eyes widen slightly as my left leg steps back to brace me before I stumble, while I gasp out a painful and skipped breath. Reaching for both of your shoulders with my hands, I bare my teeth and try to throw my left knee into your body, hoping to beat some of the wind out of you before another one of those powerful hits comes in!

01:54 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I show you just a small taste of my power with the punch to your heart, and I love the reaction that I see. You wheeze out as you grab at my thick shoulders and fire off a knee. I flex my abs and your knee land with a loud THUD! I take pride on how hard my abs are, and while I admit to myself that it does hurt, I try to psyche you out some more by not reacting to the blow and instead smile and shake my head a bit. With your hands on my shoulders, I take the opportunity to grab at one of your arms and grab one of your legs near your crotch, and with a grunt, lift you up on my front shoulders before strict pressing you over my head, letting you stay overhead a bit before I slam you down to the mat with a loud roar

02:05 <Holly_Brockler> Feeling my knee slam into your abs makes me grunt from the impact, not expecting such a solid target. Before I can strike again, your reaction to me makes me pause with a crestfallen look in my eyes. That made MY knee ache and she's...smiling? Your psychological tactic leaves me perfectly faltered to not realize you've snatched hold of me until I'm already on my way onto your shoulders. "Wha-Aagh! Unh!!" Struggling as I try to find my bearings, my eyes go wide as I'm suddenly pressed over your head, helpless in the air and awkwardly flailing my arms and legs. "Ha-AAIH!! NO! NO!!" The crowd is not kind to my startled outburst, as they watch you wield me overhead for a few moments longer while I seem to be trying to swim my way free. They burst into cheers as you complete your exhibition of strength, slamming me into the mat with a brutal thud as my body and limbs hit the canvas hard. "OUGHUH!!" I almost bounce at your feet, my arms and legs flopping out in a sprawl.
02:05 <Holly_Brockler> I groan, struggling to recover from that full-body landing as I start trying to crawl away from you to regain some distance. "Can't...can't just go toe to toe...too fucking strong..." I think, fighting to regain my strength.

02:13 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> The crowd roars at my display of strength and cruelty. The roars turn to laughter as you crawl desperately away. I flex towards the crowd really quick as I make my way towards you. I grab at your bottoms and forcibly pull you towards me, and almost immediately lift my right foot high and STOMP down hard at the center of your back, aiming to put as much weight as I can into it. "Come on Holly. Don't tell me those last wins were just flukes!" I taunt

02:21 <Holly_Brockler> My face flushes red at the sound of the crowd laughing. They cheered so loud for my victories, and now...my train of thought turns to a desperate one as I feel you suddenly drag me back by my briefs, before your foot stomps into my back hard enough to leave a footprint in my skin. "GYAAAUH!!" My head lifts off the mat in a cry of pain, sprinkling sweat on the canvas before I slump back down, panting for breath. Your taunt echoes in my ears along with the crowd's enjoyment of the spectacle, filling me with shame alongside the growing aches throughout my body. "U-ungh...f-fhh...HYAA!!" With a shrill roar, I fight to push through the horrible pain in my back as I try to violently flip over on the mat, hoping to burst out from beneath your foot in order to grab your leg and take you down to the ground.

02:41 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I play up to the crowd as you go back down again after the stomp to your back. Fight crowds are just so fickle: you can be their hero one night, and then a month later they are cheering your downfall. I look down on you like you are a fresh kill and I am a predator, but by the time I do, in a rather impressive display of athleticism you flip over on the mat and shoot towards my lead leg looking for a single leg takedown. I plant my treetrunk leg firmly into the mat, trying to prevent you from pushing me back and down as I sprawl out on my other leg. I grab at your torso with both hands, and then leting go with my right hand but quickly balling a fist and slamming it into your left kidney and left ribs

02:48 <Holly_Brockler> Breathing hard as I grab hold of your leg, I feel you plant yourself on the mat and let out a frustrated hiss. "Shit! AOUGH!!" Your fist bashes into the left side of my body with a meaty smack, almost dropping me to the mat again as I cough out some spit. I hold onto your thick leg tightly, gripping my toes onto the mat as I tense my quivering legs for one more desperate move. I release your leg to shift my arms towards your upper body, launching myself from a crouched position to try and slip around behind you, hoping to jump onto your back to clamp on a rear chokehold.

02:56 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> You futilely try to push me back and I can hear the frustration in your voice as you can't do anything with your takedown. But you are quick: quicker than I thought you would be from your taller frame as you quickly release your hold on my leg and slipping behind my back. Latching on to my back, I feel your right arm wrap under my chin, and pressure coming on the sides of my neck. I gasp a bit and stand up, grabbing at your arm

03:02 <Holly_Brockler> Gripping my thighs against your flanks as I get my right arm under your chin, I hold on tightly as you begin to stand up. "You're...mine!..." I pant in your ear, almost more to keep my own confidence up than to intimidate you. The crowd is getting even louder as they see me still putting up a fight. I feel you grab at my arm, so I reach my other arm forward to claw at your face in the hopes of distracting you before you can begin prying me loose.

03:06 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> UGHHHHHH I groan as you start to claw my face and tighten your choke. I feel myself start to get a little dizzy and a tunnel forming on my peripheral vision. I may be bigger and stronger than her, but she clearly has skill, and if I don't do something soon this fight will be over. I stand up to my full height, and with a grunt, I launch myself up with my feet, exploding with my thighs and glutes, and pivot my body backwards, looking to slam you onto the mat with the added bonus of crushing you with my 175lbs

03:14 <Holly_Brockler> Fixating on finally drawing a groan out of you, I get a hungry look in my eyes as I squeeze the choke tighter and snarl breathlessly, "Just let it...happen!" My legs tense and tighten against you as you go fully upright, while my heartbeat fills my ears. Why isn't she going down? Why-- "N-No!...GUUH!!" My eyes go wide as I feel you launch yourself up, realizing what's about to happen as you tip backwards with me beneath you, before we both hit the mat with heavy and layered sounds of impact. I've been squashed between you and the canvas, causing all four of my limbs to release you and splay out widely as the wind is flattened out of my lungs. Laying still beneath you for a moment, I convulse as my body tries to regain its breath. My arms and legs weakly reach up, trying to find the chokehold again even as I'm staring up at the arena lights in a daze.

06:13 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I slam you violently onto the fighting mat as I feel the weight of my dense body crush you against the canvas. I hear the air rush out of your lungs with your gasps of pain as you weakly bring your arms back up and try to snake them around my neck again. Not wanting to give you and chance to lock that on, I turn around and get into full mount. With a cruel-looking smile in my face, I bring my right elbow up high and aim to slam it down hard into your left eye, and follow that up with another hard elbow, looking for my sharp elbow to open you up or, even ideally, blind you

06:18 <Holly_Brockler> Once more of my senses return to me from the daze of our landing, I see your smiling face and begin to shake my head. "W-wai-TAAUUGH!!" My arms rise up to defend myself, but I'm still too out of it from getting slammed beneath you to stop your right elbow from cracking down into my left eye. "Uhh-GAWH!!" My head bounces back against the mat before your elbow drives into my eye again with a dull crack, forcing it shut as the brow above lets out a small burst of crimson that begins to flow into my bruised left lid. Staring wide with my right eye, my teeth bare in a desperate grimace as I throw a wild right fist up at you, kicking my legs in an aimless attempt to crawl free.

06:22 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> Blood splatters all over my face , elbow and sports bra as I bite down on my mouthguard straining with the intensity of my beatdown. You're hurt badly as your left eye swells shut. In desperation, you kick at your legs but there's too much weight on your and you're too injured. Desperately, you throw a right punch up at my face, but I catch it easily, and swiftly swinging my legs around your outstretched arm, pivot over to your right side, my body perpendicular to yours, extending your arm in a classic armbar as I shoot my hips up putting pressure on it and trying to hyperextend it

06:27 <Holly_Brockler> "Fhu-FUCK! NO!!" I stare in growing fear as I see you catch my arm and begin to lock it into an armbar that quickly pulls the entire limb tight. My feet pound against the mat as I struggle and squirm, trying in vain to reach my other hand in before I began slapping it at the mat rapidly. Already feeling my ligaments approaching their limits, I can't even form the words of a submission through my increasing howl of pain.

06:28 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I ignore your desperate tapping on the mat as I keep hyperextending your elbow. The crowd is deafening as they see and hear you howl in pain. I bite my lip in anticipation, and with a loud grunt, THRUST my hips up against your elbow as hard as I can, cranking full pressure into the armbar!

06:37 <Holly_Brockler> A loud crack fills the arena, before my voice joins its echo. "AIIEEGGAAAUH!!" My whole body arches and shivers, before my legs begin bicycling aimlessly as I writhe in agony, clawing at your legs with my free hand. My captured arm has snapped at the joint, breaking my will along with the limb. I keep clawing and slapping at your legs, blood still running over my swollen eye and down my cheek as I choke out more anguished moans. Hearing the crowd's delight at the crippling of my arm, I'm now just desperate to escape before things get worse.

06:43 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I let go of your broken arm as you wail and scream in extreme pain. I get back up to my feet and flex in front of the crowd, getting amped up with energy I pull off my sports bra and toss it in the crowd, bouncing my pecs in an impressive display of muscle control. I then grab you by your sport bra and roughly pull you to your feet, not caring if it tears off your body or not. Once you are on your feet, I grab at your neck with my right hand and march you against the wall of the pit, roughly slamming your back against the hard concrete wall. With you leaning on the wall completely dazed, I get in an orthodox stance and SLAM a power right hook aimed low right where your ovaries are, then a left to your liver, and then a right to your solar plexus, and then a final left as hard as I could right in the pit of your stomach, looking to see if I can cause some internal bleeding

06:51 <Holly_Brockler> Rolling from side to side as I clutch my ruined arm, I stare up as you completely win over the crowd, throwing them your bra and displaying more of your raw power. "N-Nuh-- No more!" Yanked to my feet by my own top, it tears roughly in your grasp before you snatch hold of my throat and shove me against the unforgiving wall of the pit. "Awgh!...AWGAUH!!" My eyes bug out as your fist drives into my ovaries, taking me out of one daze and into a much more brutal one. "GAW!!...OUGUH!!" My liver is battered, followed by my solar plexus, as each punch drives me back into the concrete behind me. I try to raise my working hand in surrender, before you sink a left hook deep into my gut. "GLAWWRH!!" I cough up a large glob of saliva, sinking to my knees before a smaller and bloodier spatter gags out of my mouth. Clutching my bruised gut while waves of raw pain wash back and forth through it, my broken arm hangs at my side as I weakly shake my head. "G-guhuh...Give!...I give!"

06:56 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I smile as you sink to your knees as you shake your head from side to side, trying to give up. "You're submitting? I'm sorry Holly, but I don't know if anyone told you: there is no submitting here." I grab you by your hair and pin you against the wall again. This time, I show you my big, callused and scarred right fist, bring my arm up in a bicep flex, kiss my bicep, chamber it back, and with a roar, put my full weight and power into a straight punch aimed right at the center of your bare chest

07:05 <Holly_Brockler> I knew the risks of this place ever since I began fighting here, but this...this was supposed to be my hat trick win, not... "N-no..." As you pin me against the wall, making a show of what's coming next, I can barely even raise my working arm as I stare back at you with a pleading expression. Then, your fist slams into my chest with a crunch, putting a visible dent between my breasts as even my injured eye snaps wide open. "KAWW!!" My mouth gapes wide open as I let out a shrill squawk, feeling a spike of pure agony ram through me while your fist caves in the center of my ribcage. "...AWRR...AWRRAH..." My working hand shivers as it clutches at the injury. My mind is too panicked now to know precisely what broke, all I know is it's harder to breath and my chest feels like a knife is rolling around inside of it. My knees buckle and crumple as I reach forward, trying to support myself against you as I once again begin to slump to my knees.

07:09 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I know that punch probably did fatal damage to your heart and that you have very little time left to live, but I decide that it's time to show you one last display of my power. I get in front of you and drop to my ass. I roughly grab your head and shove it between my legs right up against my crotch and lock my ankles together. With a loud grunt, the definition in my legs bulges as my muscles pulse, veins pop as I start squeezing and crushing your head with my finishing headscissor: legs that can squat 465 lbs with ease

07:15 <Holly_Brockler> Whimpering as you suddenly seat yourself in front of me, I let out a gurgling noise as you shove my head between your legs and lock your thighs around it. My gaping jaw rests against your crotch as my working hand claws weakly at one of your thighs. "P-plaw...PLEASE, I GI--UUUUAAUUUH!!" My legs begin kicking aimlessly against the mat as your powerful legs begin squeezing my skull. My eyes, one bloodshot and bloodstained, stare at you in pleading terror as a line of bloody drool drips from my quivering lower lip. I've almost forgotten about the agony in my chest as a new wave of pain begins to fill my head, growing with the ever-increasing pressure while I realize what's happening. "AIEGAW!! NAAWAUGH!!"

07:18 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I keep squeezing and crushing, increasing pressure to 60%, 70%. My body is pouring sweat from the exertion and excitement as I sense that your end is right around the corner. Blood starts pooling on my crushing legs as more blood flows out of your lip and more than likely to come from your other orifices. I take a deep breath, prop myself up on my hands, and with a loud primal scream, increase to maximum pressure!

07:28 <Holly_Brockler> A long howling moan suddenly turns into a gasp as I hear my own skull crackling in my ears, along with the chants of the crowd. My feet beat wildly against the mat before my head visibly compresses nearly an inch between your legs with a loud crack. "GLAW!!" My eyes half-roll up in slightly different directions as my tongue flops out of my mouth...and this is only 70% pressure. Blood spurts out of my throat as it begins to run from my nose and tear ducts. "GAW!! DUH!!" My working hand flaps out, reaching for my distant discarded entrance robe as though that will grant me escape from your crushing wrath. My back arches and my legs curl up before you let out a roar. Then my fingers and toes spread and claw in violent spasms as a hideous cracking crunch erupts between your legs, along with another burst of blood. My bare feet kick out and bounce lifelessly on the mat, twitching as you completely crush my skull, finishing me in a dominating and gruesome show of raw power.

07:35 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> I keep crushing as I feel your body break down. I can see your eye rolling up and tongue flopping out, but it's when blood starts to spurt out of your eyes and nose that I get very excited and that motivates me to ignore the burning of muscle fatigue to continue adding pressure. I feel your skull give way by a centimeter, then an inch, then more cracking noises are coming out, until finally, there is a loud CRUNCH as your skull practically caves in in a burst of blood and gore: the pressure also making your good eye pop out. My legs and bottoms are covered in your gore, but I don't care: I'll just use my winnings to buy another pair, as I do after nearly every death fight. I let what's left of your skull and neck go and your corpse collapses in a heap. Normally, an official will come in to check for a pulse, but just looking at you it's clear that this is over. I raise my hands up to the thundering crowd, and I notice the lack of tickets being thrown in the ring mtc
07:35 <Cassandra_the_Crusher> showing that most of the crowd put money on me. I look down at you and give one more final flex before I leave the mat, letting the cleaning crew come in to clean up the mess you left behind