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Fight 05 Emily Rudd vs Rachel Cook
By: BadAssBunnies Date: December 19, 2025, 11:06 am
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Emily Rudd vs Rachel Cook
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Weigh-in
The MGM conference hall is packed elbow to elbow, fans chanting
for their favorite brunette as cameras flash nonstop. Security
forms a tight ring around the stage while Rachel and Emily step
out from opposite sides. Both are in tight sports bras and
shorts, both locked in, both already glaring holes through each
other. The tension is thick before a single word is spoken.
Rachel Cook reaches the scale first. She plants her feet with
her hands on her hips, a confident smirk cutting across her face
as flashbulbs explode around her. The announcer raises his voice
over the noise. �Rachel Cook� 119.6 pounds!� Rachel flexes a
tight bicep and throws Emily a wink, drawing cheers from the
crowd. Emily answers with a sharp eye roll.
Emily steps up next, calm on the surface but with her jaw
clenched tight. She barely reacts as the announcer calls it out.
�Emily Rudd� 118.8 pounds!� The crowd whistles at how close the
numbers are�less than a pound apart. Perfectly matched.
They meet center stage, barefoot and squared up. Neither blinks.
Neither backs down. Emily steps in first, their foreheads nearly
touching. Rachel holds her ground and bumps forward with a hard,
assertive shoulder bump, forcing a startled breath from Emily.
The trash talk starts immediately�low, fast, and venomous�as
security inches closer, sensing trouble.
Emily leans in and mutters, barely loud enough for the
microphones, �You�re too slow to keep up with me you plastic
b!tch.� Rachel snaps back instantly. �Cardio wins fights. You�re
going to drown tonight in your own blood and sweat.� A loud
ripple of �OHHHH!� tears through the crowd as the tension
spikes.
Emily answers with a sharp chest bump of her own two perfect
pair of B-Cups slamming into each other. Rachel shoves her right
back. In a split second, security surges forward as both women
grab at each other�Rachel�s fingers briefly tangling in Emily�s
hair, Emily slapping Rachel�s arm away with a crack that echoes
through the hall. Emily reaches out and wraps her fingers around
Rachel's throat and squeezes. The two women lock up and stumble
across the stage. Metal barricades rattle, reporters stumble
backward, and cameras struggle to keep focus as security finally
pries the two petite hellcats apart. Rachel screams over the
chaos, �I�m gonna run through you!� Emily fires back without
hesitation, �Try it, you plastic piece of ****!�
The weigh-in ends in pure bedlam, both fighters dragged
offstage, still pointing, still yelling, still itching for
violence�while the crowd roars, already fevered for tomorrow
night.
Walkouts
The arena lights dim, and the crowd rises to its feet as the
opening notes of the first walkout track thunder through the
rafters. Anticipation crackles through the air, every eye
snapping toward the entrance.
Emily Rudd is first to emerge. Blue strobes pulse as she steps
into the spotlight, hood up, expression calm and stone-cold. Her
team parts the crowd while fans scream her name, arms reaching
out as she passes. Tonight, she�s dressed in deep navy-blue
bikini, white gloves stark against the dark fabric, her hair
braided tight and secure. She looks small at a glance, but
carved and coiled�abs tight, shoulders rolling with each
measured step.
Emily doesn�t acknowledge the noise. She doesn�t smile, wave, or
play to the cameras. She just walks forward with purpose, eyes
locked on the ring like it�s the only thing that exists. Sliding
smoothly through the ropes, she moves straight to her corner and
begins bouncing lightly on her toes, already comfortable,
already claiming the canvas. The crowd�s roar swells even louder
as the tension builds.
Rachel Cook walks second, and the moment the lights flip to
gold, the arena explodes. She appears at the top of the ramp
with a swagger that instantly tells the crowd she knows exactly
who they came to see. Chin lifted, shoulders loose, bikini
barely covering her assets. She soaks in the chants of her name
like fuel, feeding off the noise with a confidence that borders
on cocky.
She makes her way down the ramp wearing metallic micro bikini
and a gold thong that catches every camera flash. Black gloves
are taped tighter than usual, and her hair hangs loose in soft
waves, an unmistakable challenge after the weigh-in chaos.
Rachel slaps hands with fans along the aisle, smiling, relaxed,
completely at home in the spotlight.
At ringside, she slows and turns her attention inward. Across
the ring, Emily is already waiting, shifting hr weight from foot
to foot hr head nodding while she mumbles under her breath.
Rachel locks eyes with her and holds the stare, neither woman
willing to give an inch. Emily doesn�t look away. Rachel doesn�t
either.
Rachel climbs the steps, wipes her feet, and slips between the
ropes without breaking eye contact. The referee quickly steps
between them to deliver instructions, more as a precaution than
a formality. The crowd hums with electricity, the air buzzing,
the tension thick and venomous.
Official Fight Odds
Rachel Cook opens as the slight favorite at �135. Oddsmakers
point to her cleaner jab and sharper control from mid-range,
along with faster hands and more accurate shot placement. Her
excellent cardio and consistency in the later rounds give her an
edge, especially with her reputation for grinding, body-focused
attacks that wear opponents down over time. Bettors trust her
ability to rack up rounds through aggression and visible damage,
particularly in a bikini bout where sustained body work often
plays a decisive role.
Emily Rudd enters as a narrow underdog at +115. Her case rests
on stronger overall power, superior footwork, and solid
defensive instincts. She�s also known for applying pressure and
walking opponents down rather than giving ground. The concern
for bettors is durability over the full fight�specifically
whether she can manage Rachel�s speed and quick hands for the
entire bout, especially when attacks to the body and ribs begin
to accumulate.
Round 1
The bell rings and both women explode from their corners without
hesitation. Rachel snaps out a stiff jab immediately, the punch
turning Emily�s cheek and forcing her back a step. Emily answers
just as fast, whipping a right cross that lands flush on
Rachel�s mouth, the sharp crack echoing off the cage walls.
They circle at speed, guards high, eyes locked, the intensity
already pulling a low rumble from the crowd. Rachel presses
first, firing a three-punch combination�jab, cross, hook�that
drives Emily toward the fence. Emily absorbs the body shot with
a grunt, spins off the cage, and fires back a sharp counter left
to Rachel�s ribs that draws a visible wince.
By the halfway point, they�re trading in the pocket. Rachel�s
speed starts to show as she lands fast straight rights, snapping
jabs, and a clean hook that turns Emily�s head. Emily, though,
makes her power count. She lands the single hardest shot of the
round�a thudding right uppercut under Rachel�s jaw that sends
sweat flying and forces Rachel to clinch.
They grind against the fence, each woman digging in short,
punishing body shots as the seconds tick away. The horn finally
sounds�but neither immediately stops. Emily sneaks in a jab
after the bell, Rachel fires back with a hook and Emily starts
unloading body shots to the ribs and breasts. Emily refuses to
stop forcing the referee to physically pull her off a slumping
Raquel. �To your corners!� shouts the ref. �To your CORNERS!�
�She started it� Shouts Emily! �Yell at her!�
It�s a fiery, razor-close round, but Emily�s heavier power
shots�especially that massive uppercut�give her a slight edge on
the scorecards.
Score: Rachel 9 � Emily 10
Running Total: Rachel 9 � Emily 10
Round 2
Rachel wastes no time coming forward, determined to erase
Emily�s momentum from the opening round. She doubles up the jab
beautifully, snapping Emily�s head back twice before driving a
right hand straight into the solar plexus. Emily folds slightly,
grits her teeth, and answers with a sharp counter hook that
clips Rachel on the ear and knocks her off balance.
They settle into a gritty mid-range battle, Rachel working with
speed and volume while Emily relies on timing and heavier single
shots. Rachel lands three clean straights in succession, popping
Emily�s chin up. Emily fires back with a chopping right to the
temple that makes Rachel stumble and reset. The action turns
chippy fast. They collide in a clinch, Rachel trying to dig
shots into the body while Emily muscles forward, looking to free
space for an uppercut. The referee shouts, �Break!� and steps in
between but Emily lands a late parting shot to the ribs.
They fall into another messy clinch landing some dirty boxing
before the ref steps in again but again, Emily sneaks a short
right just after the command. Rachel recoils, furious, and
immediately snaps a jab back as the referee wedges himself
between them. This time the ref steps in hard, pointing directly
at Emily and issuing a stern official warning for punching late.
The crowd roars as the fight resumes. Rachel uses the moment to
surge forward, unleashing a flurry�jab, cross, hook, and another
cross. Emily blocks most of it, but a final straight right lands
clean down the middle. Emily answers with a body shot of her
own, yet the momentum belongs to Rachel, who�s sharper, busier,
and cleaner for the remainder of the round. The bell rings with
both women glaring at each other, chests heaving. Emily follows
Rachel toward her corner, still fired up, until the referee
steps in and pulls her back, signaling the end of a heated
second round.
Score: Rachel 10 � Emily 9
Running Total: Rachel 19 � Emily 19
Round 3
From the opening bell, the tension boils over. Rachel charges
in, snapping jabs and hooks, while Emily angles off and counters
with her own sharp strikes. The clash quickly turns
chippy�shoulders bump, elbows graze the chest, and Rachel digs a
sneaky step-stomp on Emily�s toes. Emily responds with a subtle
low blow that makes Rachel stumble, and both exchange sharp
glares.
The crowd senses the danger as punches fly, foreheads clash, and
the action teeters on chaos. Rachel lands a clean hook to the
ribs, but Emily sneaks in a jab to the right breast in return.
The ref steps between them repeatedly, warning them to fight
clean, but their aggression only escalates.
Mid-round, after a particularly brutal exchange where both
fighters throw elbows, knees, and quick stomps, the referee
finally calls a halt. He steps in, sending both fighters to
their corners and scolding both fighters loudly, pointing
fingers, and separating them as the crowd boos and cheers in
equal measure. A point is deducted from each but neither seems
the least bit concerned. Both women breathe heavily, glaring at
each other, sweat and redness visible across their faces and
torsos, clearly itching to continue once the fight resumes.
They step in and scuffle both shoulders resting on each others
shoulders as they dig nasty hooks to the rib, breasts, and
stomachs as the referee lets them sort things out in the middle
of the ring Emily bullies Rachel to the ropes but takes an
elbow across the chest .They wrap each other in a tight bear hug
and wrestle each other to the canvas. The crowd roars as their
legs tangle and they roll across the ring.
Once the ref gets them back to neutral corners, they glare
across the ring, bouncing lightly on their toes, hands up, ready
to pick up where they left off. Their hatred is apparent, and
the round ends with a tense energy that promises the next rounds
will be even nastier.
Score: Rachel 9 � Emily 9
Running Total: Rachel 28 � Emily 28
Round 4
The bell rings and neither woman backs down. Rachel and Emily
immediately engage, snapping quick jabs while shouting at each
other, their rivalry spilling into every swing. Rachel ducks
low, catching Emily with a short body hook, but Emily responds
by leaning in, grabbing Rachel in a tight clinch. They wrestle
furiously against each other, each trying to dominate, hands
scrambling for leverage.
The crowd roars as the two topple over, rolling across the
canvas while still locked together, exchanging strikes and
furious shoves. Rachel manages to twist Emily onto her back, but
Emily counters, trying to pin Rachel�s shoulders, all while
yelling insults that echo through the arena. The referee leaps
in, pulling them apart before things get worse, scolding them
for excessive roughhousing and deducting a point from each
fighter for the unsanctioned grappling.
Both women step back to their corners, breathing heavily, faces
flushed and sweat dripping from every angle. They glare at each
other, fists up, refusing to give an inch, clearly ready to
continue the fight at full intensity despite the warning. Their
hatred fuels the fire, promising even more brutal action in the
next round.
They step in and start unloading bombs. Emily tags Rachel with a
cross to the jaw but eats a four punch combo and stumbles until
her back is on the ropes. Rachel is all over her catching her
with a cross to the jaw and some punishing shots to the belly.
The bell sounds as Rachel lands a lat punch to the nose as they
are pulled apart kicking and screaming at each other.
Score: Rachel 9 � Emily 8
Running Total: Rachel 37 � Emily 36
Round 5
The ref goes to each corner letting them know that the next
illegal shot will end up in a disqualification.
The bell sounds and both women explode out of their corners,
fully aware of the referee�s stern warning. Rachel starts
strong, snapping jabs and hooks to Emily�s ribs and midsection,
while Emily leans on her to counter with crisp crosses and
flurries to Rachel�s shoulders and chest. Neither woman is
holding back; sweat glistens as each punch lands with audible
thuds.
Emily times a short combination perfectly, landing a clean
uppercut to Rachel�s jaw that makes her stagger back, but Rachel
recovers quickly and drives a body shot to Emily�s solar plexus,
forcing a grunt of pain. Both fighters press the action,
circling, cutting off angles, trying to dominate in the clinch
without crossing the line. Every punch is calculated yet brutal,
and the intensity has the crowd on their feet.
Midway through the round, Rachel lands a hard hook to Emily�s
midsection that visibly folds her over, but she maintains
balance and retaliates with a sneaky jab to Rachel�s temple,
keeping the round razor-close. By the end, both are breathing
heavily, chests heaving, faces flushed, and every inch of their
petite frames glistening from exertion.
Score: Rachel 10 � Emily 9
Running Total: Rachel 47 � Emily 45
Round 6
From the opening bell, Rachel smells blood and goes straight to
Emily�s midsection, driving a series of punishing body punches.
Emily tries to evade, circling and weaving, but Rachel�s
relentless pressure and superior cardio force her back into the
ropes. A sharp hook to the ribs doubles Emily over, and another
punishing uppercut to the solar plexus drops her to one knee.
The referee begins the count as the crowd roars, Emily shaking
her head to regain focus.
She struggles to rise, clutching her belly, face pale, chest
heaving, but manages to get back on her feet just before the
count of ten. Rachel immediately presses the advantage, snapping
jabs and short hooks that make Emily stagger and gasp for air.
Emily tries to fight back, but every punch to her torso weakens
her stance, sapping her energy and leaving her vulnerable.
By the bell, Rachel is still crisp and controlled, bouncing
lightly on her toes, while Emily leans heavily on the ropes,
ribs stinging, belly bright red and gasping through clenched
teeth. The damage is clear, and the round is a decisive one for
Rachel.
Now it's Rachel who follows Emily to her corner forcing the
referee to issue a warning.
Score: Rachel 10 � Emily 8
Running Total: Rachel 56 � Emily 53
Round 7
The round starts with Rachel driving forward, landing heavy body
shots that have Emily bent and struggling on the ropes. Every
jab, hook, and uppercut from Rachel lands flush, testing Emily�s
stamina and resolve. Rachel�s dominance is clear, her
combinations relentless, her precision forcing Emily backward
with each blow. Emily�s face shows the strain, sweat mixing with
bruises as she tries to defend herself, but Rachel is punishing
her body and ribs with surgical accuracy. Emily is getting
pummeled as the beatdown continues.
In a last desperate bid, Emily lashes out, sneaking in two
cheap, illegal shots�one right between Rachel�s legs and a chop
to the back of her head. The referee, who has been watching
carefully, immediately halts the action. The crowd gasps as
Emily argues, but the violation is clear. Rachel, bruised and
down on one knee, shakes her head in disbelief while the ref
signals decisively: disqualification. Emily slumps back, anger
and frustration contorting her face, her desperate attempt to
salvage the fight backfiring completely.
Rachel�s corner rushes in, supporting their fighter, whose eyes
are wide with relief and exhaustion. The audience erupts, half
in shock at the chaos, half cheering Rachel�s survival and
victory. Emily, furious and defiant, storms toward the ropes in
complete disbelief, but the referee intercepts, escorting her
from the ring as the crowd continues to roar. Rachel, battered,
bruised, and breathing heavily, gets to her feet and is declared
the winner.
Score: Rachel 10 � Emily DQ
Running Total: Rachel 65 � Emily 63
Official Decision
Bruce Buffer strides to the center of the ring, his voice
booming over the roaring crowd, full of energy and his signature
flair.
�Ladies and gentlemen! After seven punishing rounds of nonstop
action, the referee has reached an official decision. Due to
repeated illegal strikes issued in a desperate attempt to change
the course of the fight, the bout has been stopped. The winner
by disqualification� fighting out of the Badass Barbie corner�
Raaaachel Cooook!�
The crowd explodes with cheers, whistles, and applause as Rachel
raises her battered, bruised fists in triumph. Sweat and blood
streak her face, her breathing heavy from the brutal contest,
but the satisfaction of victory shines through her exhaustion.
Rachel�s corner rushes in, embracing her as she soaks in the
energy of the arena.
Meanwhile, Emily Rudd slams her gloves against the announcers
table, furious and fuming, yelling at the referee and shaking
her head in disbelief. She is escorted to the side, still
arguing that the fight should have continued, that she was still
in it. Bruce�s announcement, over-the-top and electrifying,
leaves no doubt in anyone�s mind�Rachel Cook was in control,
prevails, and claims the hard-fought victory in one of the most
chaotic and controversial bouts the fans have seen.
Post Fight Interview
Joe Rogan steps into the center of the ring, holding the
microphone firmly as the crowd continues to roar around the
chaos of the aftermath. He turns to Rachel, whose chest is
heaving and face streaked with sweat and blood.
�Rachel, first off, congratulations on the win. But wow, that
fight was brutal. There were a lot of low blows, stomps, elbows,
and punches after the bell. Walk me through what was going
through your head during all that.�
Rachel shakes her head, wiping sweat from her brow. �Honestly,
Joe, I was just focused on staying composed. I was clearly
winning, and the referee kept letting her push limits. I had to
stay on my game and keep landing clean shots. The cheap stuff
just made me more determined.�
Joe nods. �And what about those moments when she kept swinging
after the bell or stomping on your foot? That had to hurt,
right?�
Rachel grits her teeth. �It did, but I knew my corner and my
training had me ready. I was controlling the fight, landing body
shots, keeping her off balance. Even with the cheap stuff, I was
dominating. You could see it in the ring and that is why she
fought dirty.�
�Did the disqualification feel like the right ending to you,
given how intense that last round was?�
Rachel breathes deeply, clearly trying to calm her adrenaline.
�Absolutely. I was winning every moment leading up to that. The
DQ was just a formality, honestly. I had her, I was in control,
and it couldn�t have gone any other way. I know some fans are
booing, but anyone who saw that fight knows I was kicking her
ass and was handily in charge and she was about to go down for
the count. I know it and so does that cheat Emily.�
Joe smiles and points to the crowd. �You earned this win. No
doubt about it. You�re standing tall, battered but victorious.
How does it feel knowing you survived one of the nastiest fights
this arena has seen?�
Rachel raises her arms, looking out at the crowd. �It feels
amazing. Brutal, yeah, but I proved who�s in charge in that
ring. I earned this one and Emily, well, she can cry all she
wants but deep down she know that th better woman won.�
The crowd erupts as Joe wraps up, shaking his head in amazement
at the chaotic and intense spectacle they just witnessed.
Losers Locker Room
Erin Andrews is escorted into the Awesome Aries locker room
thirty minutes after the fight�security only letting her in once
the chaos dies down. Even then, the moment she steps inside, she
hears Emily Rudd screaming, pacing in circles, her face red,
eyes wild, and gear half-ripped off as her team keeps a cautious
distance.
Emily slams her glove against a locker. �I WAS COMING BACK! That
was not a low blow! It was right on the freakin� bikini line! I
DROPPED Rachel�clean! CLEAN! CLEAN! CLEAN!�
Erin steps forward, calm but firm. �Emily� it didn�t look clean
from where we were sitting. And the ref��
Emily cuts her off with a furious point. �The ref is BLIND. ****
BLIND. That was a fair shot, and she folded like laundry. They
penalize ME? ME? When all Rachel did was cheat all night!�
Erin raises a brow. �But Emily� you punched her in the back of
the head right after that. The replay shows it clearly.�
Emily throws her hands up. �I took a swing and she was falling!
What am I supposed to do�freeze mid-punch? It was a knockout
shot! They robbed me of a KO! And SHE�S the one who stomped my
foot, elbowed my ****, and clawed at me in the clinch. Rachel
should�ve been disqualified, not me!�
Erin tries another angle. �Okay� but even in the earlier rounds,
the ref had to warn you several times. Did frustration get the
best of you?�
Emily snaps back instantly. �Frustration? I was fighting for my
life in there while she got away with murder! Another one of
Kylie's little princesses that the refs shield like a fragile
plastic doll. Don�t talk to me about frustration�talk to the
idiots officiating this event!�
Erin nods carefully. �So� do you want a rematch?�
Emily steps closer, eyes blazing. �A rematch? Erin, I�d step in
there right this minute. No breaks. No resets. I�d finish her.
She got saved by the ref and by that DQ. Next time, I don�t let
her breatheand I rip her apart piece by plastic piece.�
Erin finishes with a soft but pointed question: �So you�re
saying you stand by every punch you threw tonight?�
Emily glares. �Every. Single. One. And next time? The Prima
Donna is not walking out under her own power.�
The room crackles with tension as Erin slowly backs out, leaving
the furious fighter pacing like a storm trapped in a cage.
Written by the Badass Barbies
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Re: Fight 05 Emily Rudd vs Rachel Cook
By: awesome aries Date: December 21, 2025, 10:25 am
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Rachel you are a very lucky Barbie. You and Kylie clearly had
that referee wrapped around your little fingers. It was clear
that there was no way for me to win that bout The referee saw
what you were doing and ignored it. But when I retaliated your
referee was all over me for supposed cheap shots. Im new to
this Barbie vs Aries war, but I am already sick of your constant
cheating in the ring and having referees by your sides. I want
you to know that I am officially declaring war on you Rachel.
This is just the start of something that you will not win. The
war is on unless you are scared for a rematch. We both know
that it was an even match except for your cheating. Sure I
delivered some questionable blows but you started it and I was
only retaliating in kind. Lets be real, Just you and me in the
cage, no rules and no referee. This is war. are you prepared.
Or are you scared like the rest of your team.
Emily Rudd
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Re: Fight 05 Emily Rudd vs Rachel Cook
By: BadAssBunnies Date: December 21, 2025, 12:00 pm
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[font=arial]Emily,[/font]
[font=arial]The Barbies are cheats? The Barbies control the
Referees and the Judges? The Barbies fight dirty? Take a step
back and listen to yourselves. YOU were the one who started
fighting dirty, not me. The ref was fair and called it like he
saw it. Not my problem you got caught but if you look at the
tape your were losing and were desperate. Quit blaming us and
maybe spend more time on the heavy bag.[/font]
[font=arial]We are winning this event DESPITE your team fighting
dirty and bending the rules. And speaking of referees? What
about the 15 second count for your star fighter Katherine
McNamara. Speak of a Prima Donna. She was out and sleeping like
a baby and allowed how ever much time she needed to beat the
count.[/font]
[font=arial]And then there is the cowardly Audrey Whitby. Sucker
punching Becky Gomez because she knew Becky was about to light
her up and expose her. What a cowardly way to get out of a
beating. The Barbies should be up 5 fights to 1 and everyone one
of the Aries know it. That's why you cheat, pay off the refs and
fight dirty. Your lost this event and I can't wait to see what
sort of unsavory tactics you losers will come up with.[/font]
[font=arial]If you want a rematch then name the time and the
place and I will be more than happy to put an end to your
delusions and false accusations. I'll be waiting for your
response.[/font]
[font=arial]Rachel[/font]
[font=arial]
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Re: Fight 05 Emily Rudd vs Rachel Cook
By: awesome aries Date: December 21, 2025, 4:17 pm
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Rachel
We will announce the time and place later. For now I hope that
your acceptance of my challenge means that you are up to no
referees and no rules. Just you and me and if by some
happenchance i lose to you I will personally apologize to you
and will shake your hand. But I think we both know that will
never happen. As for Katherine Mcnamara, I am sure that she
will gladly beat Joey King one more time. We dont cheat and
your leader chose the referees, we had nothing to do with that.
Emily Rudd
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