go meet them in the ring with Ink

Juice made her way to the ring. She was a little banged up still from the ambush, but she didn't show it with her dopey smirk and usual baggy outfit. She had a friend Ink with her, who was more of an adrenaline junky than a traditional kind, but they hit it off fairly well with Juice's odd fighting style and her tolerance for pain (alongside her fondness for painkillers)

Latoya “Ink” Marigold
Under 20
Bad girl
Latina
5.8
(extremely short buzz cut) brown hair w/ blonde streaks
icy blue eyes
C cups
skinny but lean with some muscle

Tattoos: A large tattoo covering her back that reads "Make You My Bitch"
A smaller tattoo across her breasts "Eat Me"
A large tattoo of a snake coiled around her right eye
Other variously sized tats here and there
Nose stud and doubly pierced ears

Attire: Latoya likes to wear whatever exposes most of her body, showing off her tattoos with pride

“Ink” as she was quickly called in her younger days, was raised in Mexico in her early teens. It was then that she mingled with gangs regularly, always seeming to find and enjoy the company of troublemakers. Her parents moved to America in hopes of it giving her more opportunity and change her ways, but Ink was in love with her lifestyle. She adored and adores the freedom of her ways, and the thrill that came with it that got her off. Latoya lives in the now, never thinking ahead (hence her multiple arrests) and tendencies towards ****.

Ink is thrill seeker and a punk, known to sometimes ignore or not even speak with some people if she doesn’t feel like they deserve it. Ink takes what she wants whenever she wants it, damn the consequences. While she is apathetic towards others in general, she has incredible energy and ferocity beneath her, making her fight and act like a true wild woman when she‘s caught up in a fight enough. Ink is fast, acrobatic and tough, though not overly strong for her skinny build. She’s a talented street fighter, and she’s especially good at hardcore notions like weapon fighting and risky maneuvers. She truly wants to live an unlimited lifestyle, where she can do whatever she pleases, answer to no one, and let everyone in her way suffer for the crime.

Moves:
Needle‘s Eye: a full frontal flip off the top rope where she lands a soaring knee drop onto her foe’s tits

Muff Mauler: Latoya spreads their legs, bites into their pussy lips, and pulls back as far as she can lean. Incredibly painful.

Prison Date: throw her opponent into the ropes so that they’re stuck balanced on it (usually the middle rope) and holds them there so she can rapidly fist them

Snake Eyes: named for her eye’s tattoo that her opponent sees flying at them. She secures them in a bear hug or just grabs tightly onto their arms or legs so that she’s face to face with them. She then dishes out all the head butts she can manage, just about always more then the opponent can take.

The MAS were in the ring, dressed clearly too formal for the fight in their blouses. Amanda had a long skirt on and Heather wore a tight but unflattering pair of tight pants. "Filthy little sluts," spat Heather. "Perhaps if you cry or cum enough you'll spit those filthy toxins from your body."
"And you! I'll scrub your broken body down so hard you won't even recognize those obscene tattoos anymore."

Ink bared her teeth in a challenging grin. "Bring it, meat."