Dulsa Vs. Songbird (For Dynamo44) Complete

Dulsa thought that her knee smash would do some damage to Songbird, but it appeared that Songbird didnt even feel it as she took the hit and easily flipped Dulsa onto the ground.

"What are you made of!?!?!" Dulsa would growl on her belly, looking up at Songbird with frustration.

Songbird would flip and land on Dulsa's back. "I'm made of honest hard work and a little help from my family and friends." She then would apply a boston crab.

"Thats a load of horseshit..." Dulsa would scoff, biting down on her teeth trying to fight against the submission hold, before trying to ram her elbow hard into the back of Songbird several times until she released her.

Songbird eventually released Dulsa after several hits on her back and would step back a little and waited for Dulsa to get up. "Hmm, you're making this hard on yourself."

Dulsa did not feel the pain of songbird's hits on her back, thanks to the pain training she recieved after meditating with Master Splinter back in '94. Dulsa then preformed a spin-a-roonie and popped back up on her feet, but much to everyone's surprise, she was now weilding a syringe within her palm, which had an insription on the side. "Hero--" Was all that could be seen on the syringe since Dulsa's fingers covered the other two letters.

Suddenly, Dulsa turned towards the entrance stage and yelled at the crew in the back. "Ey! Play mah shit!" She bellowed before [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HjVeazhEug0.html:2rvtnnpq]"Party Up" by DMX[/url:2rvtnnpq] began to blast through the Arena. The orgasmic hammering of bass and drums suddenly caused every woman in the arena to suddenly strip off thier clothes and form a gigantic mosh pit of thuganomic power within the arena stands. All the men in the arena stood back and watched in a calm and orderly fashion, because they knew they shouldnt corrupt a gift from the heavens by jumping in. They knew they were born to simply sit back and watch this really awesome and random thing happen.

Dulsa then sat down on the mat and raised the syringe high above her head before looking at Songbird with a happy little grin, before suddenly frowning. "A Man Chooses... A Slave Obeys..." She mutterd before running away from Songbird, dashing toward the turnbuckle, only to end up climbing it with her feet before jumping off it, in order to send her right into the moshing arena crowd. While in Mid-air, Dulsa then stabbed the needle into her forearm, wincing for a moment as the needle slammed through her bone, but she would eventually begin to relax once the contents of the syringe were injected into her system. "Awww yeah... That's the shit..." Dulsa mutterd with her voice trembling as her body began to go numb, only to be caught by the moshing crowd, who began to 'crowd surf' her around the arena.

The Ref-girl suddenly began to count. "1...2...10!" The Ref exclaimed before calling for the bell. "Winnah by Count out! Mocking Bird!" The Ref excalimed, forgetting Songbird's ring name. The Ref held Songbird's arm up for only a moment, before she suddenly charged for the ropes and leaped out of the ring, towards the arena stands and the moshing crowd. "Black-Ops Dive!" She yelled before being caught by the crowd, who then began to carry her around the arena like Dulsa. Even though the match was over the crowd didnt care. Mostly because they were gettin' crunk now. The same went for Dulsa.

Songbird would giggle as the ref and Dulsa were being carried by the wave. "Hmm, looks like fun! Wait for me!" She would then jump out of the ring and pushed her way through the crowd to carry Dulsa by her back. "Woowoo! It's Dulsa time! Dulsa time!" But soon, she was also being lifted up by several fans to join the fun. "WOOHOO!"

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