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The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle

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The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« on: January 22, 2022, 09:18:36 AM »
This story is both a sequel to “A Quick Audition” and the beginning of a series of sorts!  Consider “A Quick Audition” sort of a prologue.  And I’m going to try something different and attempt to make it sort of interactive. I will also do a new thread for each main character’s adventure if I decide to expand it that far and that’s allowed.

CHAPTER 1: Called Out

—From the GFF Member’s Handbook: Any girl can challenge another girl in a “call out”.  In the event one girl calls out another, the two may discuss the terms of the fight privately.  Any fights born of a call out will not affect any tournament or group stats (if applicable)—

“Annabelle!  Good to hear from you!”  Said David Harper, one of the producers for the Girl Fight Federation as Annabelle answered her phone.  She was at her apartment enjoying what otherwise would have been a lazy and unproductive day.  “I just wanted to check in with you.  We uploaded your fight with Amelia just last night and it’s already a hit!  Congratulations again.”  He said kindly.  Anna smiled and nodded, even though she new David could not see her.  “Thank you!  We both had fun.  I think Amelia finally got over it too.”  She chuckled.

After Anna had choked her sister unconscious in their audition fight for the GFF, Amelia had been distant with her for about a day.  It suited Anna fine, as the two of them had gone much farther than they had anticipated during that battle, and they had kept their space for some time before Amelia finally came to Annabelle’s apartment to talk about it.  The two had always been close and were able to patch things up fairly easily after an hour or two of wine and conversation.  They knew of course that it was a real possibility that they could be put against each other again, but that remained pointedly unspoken.  They could cross that bridge when they came to it.

“Glad to hear that.  You two put on a hell of a show.  Listen, I was curious if you’d had a chance to read through the member’s handbook yet?”  David said on the other end of the line.  “Uh…yeah, I think I got it all in.”  Anna said, even though she knew good and well that she had read the entire thing at least four times.  It wasn’t a long read, but had lots of information about how the club worked, what the facility had to offer for its members, and a URL for the members only website where there was even more to find, including a sort of basic social network for the members to communicate with each other and scope each other out as potential opponents or friends.  “Well then, I suppose you’ll know all about the call out system we have in place here right?  Because there’s a girl who saw your match and she’s asking if you’re willing to take her on.”

Annabelle felt a little flutter in her chest at those words, though if she was honest with herself, she wasn’t THAT surprised.  When she had fought her sister, the two of them had been supplied with seconds, and her own second had hinted heavily that she might call her out soon.  “Oh, is it Ava?”  She asked, keeping her voice as casual as she could, even though her excitement was already beginning to vibrate in her body at the idea of already having a second match lined up after only a week.  “Huh?”  Ava?  No, no sorry it’s Rebecca.  Becca Storm is the name she uses for the site.  She’s been with us for a few months now.  She’s had four fights so far.  She’s 3-1, and she’s almost a perfect match for you as far as stats go.”  David said by way of explanation.

That was a surprise.  That was not a name Anna had come across, nor had she met the other girl when she had been at the facility the first time.  “Oh!  Well I’d love to give it a try!”  She said, wondering just who Becca Storm was, and why she had taken an interest in her specifically.  “Well, you don’t have to say yes just yet.”  David chuckled.  “I’ll have her send you a message on the website, and the two of you can talk.  See if you mesh, and if you both decide to go forward with it, you can talk details and get back to me.  Sound good?”

Annabelle’s heart was racing.  “Sounds perfect!”  She was already logging in on her laptop.  “Okay!  Well, you two enjoy your conversation, and I’ll be in touch!”  The two of them ended their conversation with a polite goodbye just as Anna got to her private messages screen on the members site.  She had of course, received nothing yet.  But she kept the messages window open as she browsed the site itself on another tab, looking for the girl in question.

She didn’t have time to find the girl’s profile however before she heard the notification alert go off just as the icon (1) appeared in her private messages tab.  Her heart fluttered as she opened it.  There she was.  “Becca Storm: 1 unopened”.  Annabelle clicked on the icon and saw her picture above a simple and straightforward “Hey :)”.  Anna quickly looked at her picture.  David had been right.  She was right up her alley in stats.  Her profile picture was of herself in a tank top and shorts.  The girl was smiling, holding up two peace signs with her head cocked to the side.  The black tank top was tight on her smaller but perky chest and was emblazoned with the words “My Hero Academia”.  Annabelle wasn’t very familiar with anime, but she at least recognized the name.

The girl was a brunette, her hair down just past her shoulders and to complete her look, she was wearing a pair of cat ears in her picture.  Annabelle couldn’t help but notice just how pretty she was.  “Hi!  Nice to hear from you!” Anna typed back and hit send.  While she waited for her reply, she checked out Becca’s profile.  Each member’s profile had a biography, pictures they had uploaded including the profile picture, what kind of matches and venues they most prefer, and a link to their videos.  Anna read her bio first.

“Hey girls!  Becca here.  22 years old, massive anime nerd, cosplayer, D&D enthusiast, and all around geek.  I joined up because I wanted to prove nerds can throw down too.  ;) if you see me around the compound, feel free to say hello, or if you’re feeling feisty, go ahead and throw down the gauntlet and we’ll see who comes out on top.  Don’t worry.  I’ll play nice after we’re done.”

Almost immediately after she had browsed through Becca’s bio and pictures, the reply came.  “You too!  So, I guess David told you already, but I saw you and your sister go at it, and I gotta say, I liked what I saw.  So…I wanna call you out if you’re interested. :)

Anna was glad to see that Becca had not immediately jumped into any form of trash talk, and she seemed polite.  She decided she liked her.  And she decided right away that she would take the opportunity.  She could always use the money, and she thought this girl would be fun for a first real opponent.   And so, a rapid fire conversation ensued between them.

A: “okay, you’re on!  What do you have in mind?”

B: “I’m open to most any kind of match really :) whether you wanna get rough or frisky, I think we’ll be a good match for each other ;)

A: “Same here!  Do you have any ideas?”

B: “Well…that depends.”

A: “On what exactly?”

B: “On how crazy you can handle getting on the mats girl ;) I dunno.  I wanna do something a bit more…extreme.  But I don’t wanna scare you off in your first real fight for the club.  Maybe we should just wrestle or something :)

Annabelle read that message twice.  She was a bit offended at first, thinking Becca had implied she couldn’t handle the more extreme match types the GFF offered.  The second time she read it, she thought that maybe Becca was testing her.  Feeling her out.  Well, that was a game she was ready to play.

A: “Ohh you don’t have to worry about me. ;) Name it.”

B: “I knew you were tough.  David didn’t think you’d go for it!  So I’ve been wanting to try some things.  I want my first call out match to be something awesome.  Oh, and your first ‘official’ match too lol”

A:  “I feel like you’re dodging the question.  Maybe you’re afraid I’ll scare YOU off. ;)

B: “okay, okay geez!  I’m thinking either a Choke Out Match, Exhaustion Match, or a Crybaby Match…sure you still have it in you newbie?”

Annabelle’s eyes went wide as she read that.  Those were all from the “special rules” list in the handbook, and they were certainly more intense affairs than most of the standard rule sets that the GFF let it’s members participate in.  It wasn’t the kind of answer she expected, but she was too deep now.  She couldn’t decline the offer without seeming weak, and while she was sure Becca would be gracious if she did opt for something else, Annabelle herself would feel like a coward.

The more she thought about it though, the more she craved it.  She could really prove herself as a serious competitor if they did this.

A:  “It’s so hard to choose.  They all sound like fun to me!”

B: “I like you Annabelle.  I really like you!  Haha.  Anyway, why don’t we throw up a poll on the main website and let some of the fans decide?”

A: “Do it!!”

B: “Okay!  I’ll put it up tonight!  Leave it for three days and then we’ll set a date.  Sound good?”

A: “Sounds great to me!  You sure you wanna go there with me hm? ;)

B: “Oh I’m MORE than sure.  In the meantime, if you aren’t busy, why don’t you come down to the compound today?  I’m gonna be hitting the gym there and I can introduce you to some of my friends here?”

A:  “Okay!  What time?”

B:  “1pm?”

A: “See you there!”

And with that, Annabelle closed the conversation and began to feel the excitement build in her.  But there was also a feeling of nervousness growing alongside it.

She knew what she had just agreed to.  But now she had to wait three days to see just what it was going to be.  For now though, she knew she had just agreed to meet face to face with her future opponent for a gym session.  She couldn’t help but chuckle to herself at just how bizarre the whole thing seemed.

As she was getting ready an hour later, her computer dinged a notification.  She had been tagged in a new post on the main site.  That was fast…Annabelle clicked the link and found herself looking at her chosen profile picture alongside Becca’s just above a poll.

“Calling all CFF fans!  Becca Storm (2-1) has just called out one of our newest girls, Anna Harpy (1-0) 

(Annabelle had chosen her screen name alongside Amelia.  They had giggled as they thought of the name “The Harpy Sisters”)

These two are both fierce and fiery competitors, and Becca wants to see what Anna is made of!  These two want to mess each other up in more than one way, and they just can’t choose one.  So, they’ve decided to leave it up to you!  Choose wisely!”

Choke Out Match
Exhaustion Match
Crybaby Match

Poll closes in 72 hours!”


TO BE CONTINUED



And here folks, is the interactive part!  We’re going to have a poll.  If you like this story, go ahead and vote for what kind of match you wanna see these girls have!  Just comment your choice and I’ll write the match with the most votes!  If no one comments, I’ll choose at random and we can try again later.  Have fun!  Feel free to write your thoughts on the fight with your vote ;D

Choke Out Match: Usually a wrestling match, but can have tougher rules if agreed on.  In order to win, you must choke your opponent completely unconscious
Exhaustion Match: Combatants will fight in ten minute rounds with only a reset between rounds.  Fight goes on until someone submits ten times, or someone is too exhausted to continue.
Crybaby Match: No submissions, no time outs.  First girl to begin sobbing is the loser.  Usually less rules than most other matches.



I look forward to seeing if anyone votes!  As always leave feedback as well!

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #1 on: January 29, 2022, 03:57:25 PM »
Shame no one has commented yet, but I'll go for the exhaustion match.

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #2 on: January 29, 2022, 04:44:55 PM »
I really enjoyed the quick audition. Any sequel would be great

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #3 on: January 30, 2022, 06:19:03 PM »
Excellent start!  Crybaby match.

Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #4 on: February 01, 2022, 01:27:24 PM »
Somehow I missed this when it was first posted, which is such a travesty.   But having found it now I can't wait to see where it goes.

As for the voting, I'm going with the choke out match.

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #5 on: February 01, 2022, 02:16:59 PM »
Crybaby all the way. My kinda match!
Love all, trust few, do wrong to none......except in the ring.

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #6 on: February 01, 2022, 09:32:11 PM »
Well, I’ve seen the votes so far (including one sent via DM) and it’s a tie between a crybaby and exhaustion match!  If no one else votes by tomorrow, I’ll break the tie at random since that’s when I’m going to start writing it!  Thanks all!

(UPDATE) I was mistaken!  It’s a three way tie.  So, you can still vote for anyone of them, and I’ll still break the tie at random if there are no more votes by the time I check tomorrow morning!
« Last Edit: February 01, 2022, 11:55:20 PM by southwrestler09 »

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #7 on: February 02, 2022, 06:50:41 AM »
Crybaby

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #8 on: February 02, 2022, 01:02:46 PM »
Crybaby

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #9 on: February 02, 2022, 05:46:03 PM »
And that’s that!  Annabelle and Becca will face off in a Crybaby Match!  If your choice didn’t win, no worries.  I’ll do more poll style installments soon :) in the meantime, it’s time to get to work!

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #10 on: February 03, 2022, 04:19:15 AM »

CHAPTER 2: Anticipation

—- From the GFF Member’s Handbook:  The compound offers a vast number of amenities to make our members feel more at home including an olympic sized swimming pool, hot tub, gym facilities, and a fully stocked bar.  The facility is open 24 hours a day, so feel free to use these services anytime.  Please note that the bar is open only from noon to midnight on all days but Sunday.



When Annabelle arrived at the compound, it was still fairly early in the afternoon.  She made her way to the gym facilities located on the first floor and swiped her member’s key card at the door.  She entered and found several girls milling about, using the different machines, working the punching bags or running on the treadmill.  That was where she found the girl who was unmistakably Rebecca.

The girl was in a full run, and stuck out from the crowd in her Orange yoga pants and sports bra, both with what appeared to be a black Japanese symbol inside a white circle emblazoned on them.  Anna was sure that was some kind of reference, but she wasn’t well versed in the kinds of things Rebecca seemed to be into.  With a deep breath, she approached.

“Rebecca?” She asked as she came up beside the girl’s treadmill.  Annabelle was in her dark gray sports bra and matching yoga pants, ready for a workout.  Both girls had their hair back in ponytails.  The brunette turned her head and grinned as she saw Anna standing there and turned off the treadmill, slowly bringing it to a stop before stepping off.  “Annabelle!  Nice to meet you!  You can call me Becca by the way.”  The two shook hands and smiled at one another.

“Nice to meet you too.  You can call me Anna or Belle. Either is fine.”  Annabelle said politely.  Becca made a show of mulling it over, tilting her head and closing one eye as if in concentration.  “Hm…I like Belle!  So Belle, it was just about time for a break. Do you want to chat in the locker room for a bit?”  Annabelle smiled politely and nodded.  Once inside, Becca wiped her face down and sat on one of the wooden benches.  Annabelle took the one across from her.  The two made endless small talk.  Where are you from?  What do you do outside of this?  What are your hobbies?  It was a question of Annabelle’s that got the conversation turned to the real reason for this meeting though.

“So what got you into all of….this?”  She asked, waving one hand around the room.  Becca chuckled at that.  “Well, I could ask you the same question!  But really, I just found the place and needed the money.”  She shrugged.  “But once I got here and got a match or two under my belt, I really loved it!  I just…everyone here is so great, and I’ve made some great friends.  But really, I tried it out because I always like horsing around with the boys back home.  Thought I’d be good at it.”  She winked and giggled.  “What about you?”

And Annabelle told the story of how her and her sister had also thought it would be something they were good at.  Something to make some money.  And of how they had been told they would have to audition against each other.  How the rush had been almost too much for them.  How great it was to be able to let loose.  Becca smiled through her whole explanation and when it was finished, she split into a wide grin.  “I think we’ll get along fine.”  She winked.  “Well…what do you think about a little workout before talking shop about the match?”  She said then, standing from the bench that the two of them sat on.  Annabelle agreed with a smile.

For the next hour or so, the two of them took turns at several of the machines, giggling and laughing as they had playful competitions at each one.  Through it all, the two continued to chat and Annabelle found herself liking Becca more and more.  She had initially been nervous about this meeting, but now, she felt much better.  Though she couldn’t pretend that the impending fight and that poll sitting on the federation’s website didn’t cause her some nervous butterflies.

Finally, when they had both worn themselves out on the gym’s various equipment, the two of them again found themselves sitting in the locker room.  They drank from their water bottles and talked for a few more minutes on the topic they had entered the room on until that topic was finally exhausted.  A brief silence fell before Becca spoke up.  Finally breaching the topic that had brought them both here.

“So…what are you hoping for?”  She said with a casual smirk.  Annabelle raised an eyebrow, finding herself a little unprepared for the question.  “You mean, uh, what rules I’m hoping for?”  She responded.  Becca laughed.  “No, I mean what are you hoping happens in the next Game of Thrones novel.”  She looked at Annabelle, who just looked more confused now.  “Uh…nevermind.”  Becca grinned.  “But yeah, the fight!  What are you hoping we get to do?”

The blonde girl thought this over for a bit.  She had been thinking about it since they had talked just earlier today.  She had a mixture of excitement and doubt about each one of the options they had in front of them, and she honestly found that she couldn’t answer the question.  “I don’t know, really.  They all seem like they could be fun.”  She said honestly.  Becca winked at her.  Did this girl ever frown?  “Well…”  The brunette said.  “I definitely feel the same way, but I bet you’re an ADORABLE crier.  I think I’d like to see that.”  Annabelle smiled back at her new acquaintance and soon to be opponent and felt herself chuckle, a little smile playing at her lips.

“What makes you think I’ll be crying?  I bet your face gets covered in snot when you cry.  I guess I’d like to see that too.”  She giggled, barely noticing that the two of them had leaned a fraction of an inch toward each other on the bench.  “Ooooh really?  I guess we agree then.”  Becca said, her toothy smirk never leaving her face.  “I guess so.”  Annabelle said.  The two of them were still as cordial and friendly as can be with their tone, though each of them was still leaning in centimeter by centimeter.  Finally, just as the moment just began to feel a little tense, Becca snorted and leaned back, laughing.  “I’m so bad at trash talk until I’m in the middle of a fight.”  She said shaking her head.  “Anyway, we didn’t talk about the other stuff.”  She continued.  “I mean, no point in talking limits and rules before the poll closes, but what about outfits?  The set?”  She asked.

Again, the two fell into conversation and went back and forth with their ideas.  The GFF Complex had so many sets, and so many options, that it was hard to choose.  Finally, after a lot of back and forth, the two had agreed on a set and an outfit for each ruleset.  Once they had done that, the upcoming match felt much more real.  The excitement between them had risen to a fever pitch as they came up with each idea, made jokes about it, talked about how good they would look, and how much money they would make.  And of course, how good of a fight this was sure to be.  Annabelle found herself matching Becca’s upbeat and frankly contagious energy as it went on, and as one hour turned into two and a half, any passersby would’ve thought they were gossiping school girls who had known each other for years.

As another bout of laughter at some joke or another died off, Annabelle sighed.  “I guess I really need to get back home, but this was fun!  Let’s get together again soon!”  She said with a grin.  Becca grinned back and nodded.  “Okay, but not until the fight is over!  No hanging out until then.  Wouldn’t want us going easy because we get along.”  She winked.  The two of them departed, and as Annabelle got back to her apartment she immediately logged onto the GFF Members site with trembling fingers.  The poll had gotten some hits.  It had only been up for three hours, but already, 42 people had left a vote, and several of those had commented.  Infuriatingly, somehow the poll was dead even!  14 votes for each match…This was going to be a long three days

72 HOURS LATER…..


Annabelle and Becca hadn’t talked at all between their afternoon at the gym and now.  Annabelle had kept an eye on the members' site for any messages, but hadn’t gotten any.  Though she hadn’t sent any of her own either.  They had exchanged numbers after all.  If anyone was likely to reach out, it would be through a text.  The two were keeping their distance for now it seemed.  Now as Annabelle logged on, however, she felt her heart racing.  Their poll had been set to a seventy-two hour timer.  A timer that Annabelle knew had expired about 30 minutes prior.  As if by design, Annabelle’s phone dinged.  The message was of course, from Becca, and it read:

“Checked the poll results yet?”  Annabelle read it and grinned before typing out “Logging in now.”  She hit send just as she clicked “LOGIN” on the members site.  She found the link for the poll again and clicked it.  There it was.  “Poll Closed!!!”  And the results, shown in the form of bars and percentages were as close as could be.  By two votes however, the winner had been “Crybaby Match”.  Annabelle felt her heart race just as Becca texted her again.  “We got our wish ;)” the message read, and without thinking, Annabelle replied “We sure did. :)” She found herself looking at Becca’s profile again.  She wondered how this would go.  She had known this was possible, but she hadn’t actually thought through what it would really be like.  Her phone dinged again.  “I know it’s a bit short notice, but set 217 is open tonight at 8 if you want to do it then!  I’m really ready to get at it!”  Becca sent.  Annabelle’s heart skipped a beat.  She felt the tingle of excitement and desire course through her, though it was mixed with a tinge of panic and nerves.  “Tonight!?”  She said out loud to herself as she stood looking at her phone.  She didn’t have anything planned, but she had never expected Becca to be so eager.  She should say no, and try to find a day later in the week….that’s what she would do.

“Be there with bells on….bitch. ;)”  She found herself typing.  Well….the stalling plan was shot to shit.  Why had she said that??

But Annabelle knew why she had said that…it was the deep ache in her chest and her stomach that told her to do it.  That dull ache that only hurts if you don’t give it what it wants.  And what it wanted was simple.  One of the basest of human desires.

It wanted to get to the compound, go to Room 217, and get her hands on Rebecca Thompson, aka Becca Storm, and see if she really did cover herself in snot and drool when she was reduced to a broken, sobbing mess.

TO BE CONTINUED

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« Reply #11 on: February 03, 2022, 05:55:46 AM »
Chapter 2.5

Annabelle arrived at the compound with her gym bag in tow at around 7:30.  She took a deep breath and made her way inside.  There was no one at the front desk.  That had closed at 5 o clock sharp.  Annabelle was grateful…she didn’t feel much like greeting anyone and making small talk just now.  Now, she wanted to get upstairs and do what she came to do.

Her determination was matched by her anxiety.  And excited sort of anxiety, but anxiety all the same.  She arrived on the second floor and ducked into the first door labeled “changing room” that she found.  “Just in time!”  Came a voice from in the room that made Annabelle jump.  There was Becca, with that trademark grin, already changed into her outfit.  She stood there, all toned pale skin, brown hair and green eyes in her skin tight boyshort panties and bandeau bra, both in a bright shade of red.  Annabelle smiled, trying to hide her initial startled reaction.  “Hey!”  She said, and Becca came in for a hug.  They embraced momentarily and Becca winked at her.  “You ready?”

“Ready to make you cry.”  Annabelle grinned back.  “I like your style.”   Becca giggled as she swept past Annabelle and walked out.  Belle shivered as she began to change.  Her outfit was the exact same as Becca’s had been.  Boyshorts that looked painted on to her hips, and a bandeau.  The only real difference was that Annabelle’s outfit was a shade of royal blue.  She took a deep breath and padded out of the changing room on bare feet, turned left and went down to Room 217.  She swiped her key card, and the door clicked.  She swung it open.  There, in the middle of the large room stood Becca, looking at the door with her hands on her hips as if she had been waiting to see Annabelle enter the room.  She was alone, though Annabelle could see several mounted cameras and microphones.

The room was exactly the one they had agreed upon,  It was a spacious setting with hardwood floors with a large regulation sized wrestling mat in the center.  One of its four walls was a mirror.  Annabelle could see her opponent’s back as well as her own approaching form in its surface.  It resembled a sort of dance studio, with a balancing bar mounted on another of its walls.  Becca smirked at her as she stepped onto the plush surface of the mats.  They didn’t cover the entire floor, but were quite spacious.  Annabelle opened her mouth to speak, to ask if her opponent was ready, when out of the PA system, a voice spoke.

“Good, you’re both here.”  It was David’s voice.  David was the producer that had originally taken Annabelle and her sister onto the roster.  “We decided to let you girls have the room.  There are plenty of cameras so just have at it and we’ll do all the work later.”  The girls never took their eyes away from each other.  “This is a crybaby match so we have a medical advisor watching remotely.  She’ll speak up if someone is in danger of serious injury.  So listen to her and you’ll be fine.  Other than that, you two take a minute to stretch and we’ll get started.

Without wasting any more time, the speaker cut off, and the two girls began to limber up.  Annabelle couldn’t help but notice that Becca had chosen to show off her flexibility as she stretched.  Annabelle began to do the same.  It seemed however, that Becca was just as spry and as bendable as she happened to be.  Damn…she had hoped to have a clear advantage in something!  No matter though….There was no time to think about that.  Her opponent was standing up now.  And even though she didn’t remember telling her legs to do so, Annabelle stood up too.

“Remember the rules?”  Becca smirked at her.

“Yeah…there weren’t any.”  Annabelle said back, feeling her body tense.

“Good!  And you remember the agreement?”  Becca winked.

“I do.”  Annabelle grinned.  They hadn’t meant to, but the two of them had agreed on rules for each of the possible outcomes of the poll during their excited exchange of ideas back in the gym just one floor down from where they were now.  Becca rolled her neck.  Annabelle touched her toes.  One last stretch before the coming exertion.  The speaker overhead came alive again.

“Okay girls.  Are you ready?”  David’s voice chimed out.  Both girls nodded.  “Fight.”  The voice said just before the speaker clicked off again.  Neither girl had even taken a ready stance yet.  They stood, smirking across the mats at each other.

“No submissions.  Sure you can handle this?”  Becca asked as she took a side step.  Annabelle matched her step, keeping them on an equal plane.  Neither one of them crouched or raised a hand yet.

“Come on and find out.”  Annabelle said with equal confidence.  They stood again, staring each other down.

Becca shrugged then, and before Annabelle knew it, her new friend’s smile turned into a snarl.

“Your fucking funeral.”  The brunette snapped.  Annabelle’s face exploded and her vision was filled with spots for a moment as Becca suddenly strode forward and planted a solid fist into her cheekbone.  Annabelle had barely been prepared, and yelped as the punch landed.  Her scalp was suddenly on fire as Becca twisted her hair up in her left hand and slammed another fist into her stomach, causing the blonde to gasp as the wind was partially knocked out of her.  Becca backed off, and put her hands up as she gave Annabelle the widest smirk she had ever seen.

“What?  You didn’t think ‘no rules’ meant nothing did you?  Get it together and come on!”  The brunette said.  Annabelle took the moment to breathe and recover.  She hadn’t expected that fast of an escalation….

But she was ready for it.  The pain awoke something in her.  A desire…a need…a goddamned addiction.  She raised her fists and snarled back at Becca with an evil grin on her face.

“I hoped you’d say that.”  She said, and the two of them let out a primal growl as they charged and came together.


Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #12 on: March 23, 2022, 10:05:53 PM »
Any resolution on this one? Was really into it

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Re: The GFF Chronicles: Annabelle
« Reply #13 on: March 27, 2022, 04:15:46 PM »
Any resolution on this one? Was really into it

Currently working on that :) I had a couple of commissions and those end up taking priority over my own personal projects but I’m continuing soon!