vs Babysitter Chichi

Judy ?Juice? Winchester

20?s

Good girl

Half-Asian

5?8?

Blonde hair dyed purple, blue eyes

C cups

Slim but lean. flexible figure

Wears loose, revealing clothes that smell of all sorts of things. Often loose sweatpants and a tank top, sometimes a ski cap

If you can smoke it, inject it, trip on it, or get upped, down, or sideways on it, Juice has taken it. She is an unbelievable **** fanatic, experts believing her to be a downright miracle of science that she?s not only alive, but fit and fairly healthy. Judy?s parents were outright hippies, living on an all-organic community. Judy grew fed up and ran away in her teens, denying all they stood for. Well, except the **** and free love part. Judy sampled countless ****, including some that were experimental and rare enough to barely have names.

Judy is a sweet girl at heart, but her style is wild and unpredictable. Her lucid nature and flexible frame lets her hit opponents from all sorts of angles. Her fighting style is easily comparable to dancing, involving a lot of motion and momentum. She believes in free love, and that everyone should be friendly and lusty with each other. She has no qualms in bashing heads with those that start trouble with her, though, and certainly takes some genuine entertainment from it.

Moves:

Acid Drop: gets her opponent front-first at the turnbuckle, stands on the turnbuckle, and grabs their hair before leaping down and spiking their head down.

Purple Haze: blows smoke, a chemical ala Asian Mist, or some other substance into her opponent?s face. Can have a variety of affects, based on what she uses, but mostly blinds or dazes them.

Pill Popper: Juice does a front handstand, lashing her legs around her opponent?s neck and whipping them to the mat. She does it so she lands on their chest, performing a front facesit to smother them out while she leaves her hands free to play.

VS

Chichi the Babysitter

Age: 22

Race: Asian

Tiny A cup breasts

4? 6?

Body type: short, thin, but athletic

Short black hair and almond-brown eyes

Gimmick: Chichi is a young Chinese cheerleader/schoolgirl who joins the league mostly to spite her parents. She is bitchy and malicious, and while easily one of the youngest fighters, she is vicious, fierce, and crafty. She is two-faced to the point that she will play innocent at the drop of a hat if it will save her skin, but is truly a cruel and selfish cheat. She is extremely agile, flexible, and clever, but lacks raw power.

Post Good Girl History-

After Getting defeated by Anti Tara and Humilated, as well as other lost Chichi got a taste of her own medicine, and decided maybe being a good girl was the way to go. She wanted to help and protect the people of the world while keeping her Jail Bait Gimmik. So she playing a young Jail bait babysitter with short skirt and tight shirts. Although some people think this one of chichi scams. That said she did get a lot of high paying babysitting Jobs. Due to her keeping the baddest kid in line. Hell she even babysit people twice her age. When girlfriend and wives want to keep a bad husband in line. Or someone want them to handle their unruly teenager

Weapons: Hello kitty Bookbag she carries around, filled with weapons

Moves:

Jail Baiter: pretends to be incredibly horny, doing everything she can to lure her enemy to her pussy. She then clamps her legs onto their head and suffocates them in her snatch.

Bed Time- She leaps on a persons back where she wraps her legs around them, squeezing and her arms around their neck putting them in a sleeper hold, taking them to the ground

Ipod Shuffle- She puts on her IPod (a tool most modern baby sitters use) and puts on some music where she starts dancing do, filled with song and does a combo of punches and kicks to the theme

Phone Chat- She put you in a scissors Hold and take out her phone and talks to her boyfriend or girlfriend. All while pretending not to notice you and punching you.

Some laid back metal came over the loudspeakers as Juice was announced, smoke belching from the entranceway that may or may not have been special affects. She has a hemp-leaf sleeveless t-shirt, a purple bandanna, and jean shorts with the legs shredded to almost nothing, the edges of her panties just visible. She waved and smiled dreamily to the crowd, hopping with surprising coordination into the ring.

"Look at you," Chichi tisked. "We've got a lot of work to do if we're gonna get you back into behaving yourself."

"What, you mean you're gonna mellow ME out?" Juice giggled, getting some laughs from the crowd. "That'd be somethin'. Let's see what you got, tiny."