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22 November 2023 Chrissy Costanza vs Ariana Grande

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QUEENS OF ABSOLUTION ANNIVERSARY @ KIA FORUM PPV

Posted by Queens of Absolution on 22 November 2023 at 2:25 am

Queens Anniversary: Chrissy Costanza vs Ariana Grande

(Results: Lookout / Words: Queens)

Chrissy Costanza:
(27, 5’1”, 107lbs, 1:2 FCBA, Queens of Absolution)

Ariana Grande:
(30, 5’0”, 106lbs, 7:24 FCBA, Femme Fight Club)

BEFORE:

As the house lights dimmed and the entire Kia Forum plunged into an exhilarating darkness, a single spotlight ignited, casting a mesmerizing glow on the center stage. The anticipation in the air was palpable as the audience eagerly awaited the arrival of the Songstress herself, Chrissy Costanza.

With each passing second, the energy in the venue intensified, building up to a crescendo. Suddenly, the first few notes of her iconic anthem, "Legends Never Die," reverberated through the massive arena, sending shivers down the spines of everyone present. The crowd erupted in thunderous applause and deafening cheers, their enthusiasm reaching a fever pitch.

In that moment, Chrissy emerged from the shadows, a vision of confidence and power. Adorned in her signature black boxing attire, she exuded an aura of strength and determination that commanded attention. With every step she took, the rhythmic beat of the music seemed to synchronize with her movements, amplifying the anticipation in the air.

As she made her way to the ring, blue pyrotechnic sparks erupted around her, illuminating the arena with a dazzling display of light. The vibrant colors mirrored the fire that burned in Chrissy's eyes, a reflection of her unwavering spirit and dedication to her craft.

The lights then transformed into a regal hue of 'Queens Purple,' casting an ethereal glow on Chrissy, making her stand out even more in the sea of anticipation. The soft radiance embraced her like a halo, accentuating her presence and adding an air of mystique to her already captivating persona.

Her boxing attire hugged her well-sculpted body, emphasizing the results of her relentless training and unwavering discipline. Every contour and sinew showcased her impressive physical form, a testament to the countless hours she had poured into honing her skills. Her powerful abs peeked through, a visual testament to the grueling workouts and strict regimen she had embraced.

With each step, the muscles in her compact frame seemed to ripple with anticipation, poised to unleash the raw force that had made her a formidable competitor in the Female Celebrity Boxing Association. Her solar plexus, a well-known target in the sport, stood as an impenetrable fortress, ready to absorb any blow that her opponent, Ariana, could throw her way.

Chrissy's face, usually praised for its beauty, was now etched with an unwavering resolve and steely determination. The fire in her eyes burned bright, mirroring the passion and tenacity that fueled her every move. In that moment, she embodied strength and resilience, a powerhouse packaged in a petite frame, ready to prove her might to the world.

Across the ring, Ariana Grande was already a spectacle of her own. Clad in a glimmering, silver boxing getup, she was a brilliant vision of moonlight in the darkened arena. The ensemble, as flashy as the singer herself, was skintight, accentuating her trim yet resilient physique, a result of months of rigorous training. The silver sequins on her attire glittered under the arena lights, a blinding display of glitz and glamour. Her stark white gloves, as immaculate as her vocal prowess, stood in stark contrast to the darkened arena, a symbol of the crushing blows they were ready to deliver. The outfit, coupled with the sleek, high ponytail whipping about her determined face, added an element of fierce grace to her presence.

With the deafening cheers of the crowd ringing in her ears and her heart pounding to the rhythm of the adrenaline coursing through her veins, Chrissy strutted across the ring, her eyes never leaving Ariana. She closed the distance between them, her confidence as unwavering as the glint in her eyes. Finally, she was standing toe-to-toe with Ariana, the atmosphere around them crackling with the tension of the imminent conflict.

Then, Chrissy leaned in, her gaze never faltering from Ariana's. "The jobber girl actually thinks she has a chance; I'll make this a slow and painful lesson for you that you're in my ring," she quipped, her words laced with undeniable conviction. Her tone was a potent mix of warning and promise, her threat hanging in the air between them like an impending storm.

As Ariana's hand raced towards Chrissy's face, the Songstress, with reflexes as sharp as a lightning bolt, side-stepped the slap. Almost instantly, her right arm whipped around Ariana's neck, her bicep flexing into an impressive peak that resembled the mountainous terrain of a roiling landscape. The constricting pressure of Chrissy's arm pressed against Ariana's throat, choking the breath out of her.

Chrissy, showing off her incredible flexibility, bent her back, contorting herself in a way that Ariana simply could not replicate. Ariana cried out, her voice echoing through the Kia Forum, a sound that was half plea, half scream. Ignoring the protests, Chrissy demanded an apology from Ariana. Given the circumstances, it was not long before Ariana sobbed out her apologies, tears streaming down her face.

Satisfied with the remorse shown, Chrissy broke the hold, releasing Ariana from her iron grip. The official, finally reaching them, gave Chrissy a stern look and talked to her in a low voice about her earlier aggression. She was then ushered back to her corner, the crowd erupting into wild cheers and applause for the petite powerhouse.

The once ethereal lights returned to their normal state, casting the ring back into its usual harsh brightness. As the music played out, one last set of pyrotechnics went off, a spectacular end to a fearsome display of power and dominance from Chrissy Costanza.

Round 01:

The bell rang for the commencement of Round 1 and the crowd held their breath in anticipation. Both the songstresses rose from their respective corners, their eyes locked, and met in the middle of the ring. With a wolfish grin that made the crowd go wild, Chrissy casually remarked, "Did you really think your weak abs could stand a chance against mine?" The comment visibly irked Ariana, who, driven by a surge of emotions, launched a quick jab towards Chrissy's taut abs. But Chrissy, ever the athletic powerhouse, just smirked and absorbed the punch, her abs flexing under the impact.

As if on cue, Chrissy swiftly retaliated with a left hook that connected solidly with Ariana's cheek, sending a jolt through the singer's head. Before Ariana could recover, Chrissy plunged her fist into the singer's soft stomach, causing her to double over in pain. The crowd erupted into cheers at the sight of Chrissy's fearless aggression. The smirk that flickered across Chrissy's face signaled her satisfaction, knowing she had the fitness advantage.

The rest of the round unfolded with both the women maintaining distance, skillfully weaving around each other and testing their opponents' strength. Ariana, recovering from Chrissy's powerful blows, attempted to make a comeback by sending a series of jabs towards Chrissy's way. However, Chrissy, with her lightning-fast reflexes, managed to dodge most of them, proving once again why she was known for her incredible athleticism in the ring. The round concluded with Chrissy having the upper hand, albeit by a close margin. It was clear that the Songstress was not going to make it easy for Ariana to break a win tonight.

Round 02:

As the bell chimed, signaling the start of Round 2, Chrissy Costanza was a blur of movement, closing the distance between herself and Ariana Grande in a matter of seconds. Ariana, still practically in her corner, barely had time to react before a hailstorm of punches descended upon her. Chrissy, a dynamo of raw power and deft agility, unleashed a barrage of shots that were nothing short of hellish. Her fists, swift and relentless, transformed Ariana's face into a canvas of blossoming black and blue bruises, each hit a cruel artist's stroke.

Just as mercilessly, Chrissy directed her assault onto Ariana's soft belly. Each blow, delivered with ruthless precision, hit with such an impact that Ariana was bounced against the turnbuckle intermittently, her pained gasps drowned out by the cacophony of the crowd. With the brutal precision of a seasoned warrior, Chrissy dominated the ring, making the round seem like a one-sided beatdown, a veritable shutout.

Yet, Ariana was not to be completely overshadowed. Seizing a small window of respite, she managed to land a few solid hits on Chrissy's underbelly, each one echoed through the arena and drew a collective gasp from the audience. The crowd was on their feet, their cheers echoing off the walls, as Ariana, despite her battered state, fought back valiantly.

As the clock wound down, Ariana launched a surprise late hit aimed at Chrissy's beautiful face, a shocking end to an intensely aggressive round. The crowd held its breath as the punch connected, but Chrissy merely staggered back, her determination unwavered. Round 2 ended with Chrissy reigning supreme, having amassed a clear lead in points. It was indeed a testament to her superior strength and agility, a brutal demonstration that she was not to be underestimated.

Round 03:

Round 3 began with a palpable shift in the air, as Ariana, finally finding her footing, took the center stage. Flashing a look of determination, the pop diva turned boxer went on the offensive, surprising the crowd and her opponent with a flurry of well-placed jabs. Her aim was unerring, each punch targeted Chrissy's abs and face with a precision that demonstrated her will to fight back.

The Songstress, taken aback by the sudden show of resistance, got defensive and did her best to block Ariana's attacks. However, Ariana was relentless, her swift hook punches landing hard and fast on Chrissy's abs, making the Songstress grimace with pain. Each powerful strike echoed through the arena and the crowd roared with approval, recognizing the shift in momentum.

Ariana, moving with a feline grace, kept the pressure on Chrissy, expertly dodging her counterattacks and retaliating with a series of punishing body shots. The crowd watched in fascination as Ariana, against all odds, dominated the round, displaying an impressive combination of resilience and strength. The round ended with Ariana, sweating yet triumphant, having turned the tables on Chrissy.

With the closing of Round 3, the arena was filled with the roars of an electrified crowd. Ariana's unexpected comeback had ensured a thrilling turn of events, winning the round wide on points. The pop diva had proved her mettle in the ring, showing the world that she was more than just her voice. As the bell signaled the end of the round, Ariana stood tall, her eyes gleaming with newfound confidence.

Round 04:

The dramatic start of Round 4 saw Ariana Grande, now emboldened by her comeback, swiftly take control of the ring once again. With a tactical mindset, she read Chrissy's every move, predicting the Songstress's preferred boxing style and countering it with her own. Ariana's attacks were relentless, her fists moving like a blur, as she skilfully targeted Chrissy's abs and face.

Yet, Chrissy was far from defeated. The Songstress, although taken aback by Ariana's sudden onslaught, did not back down. She retaliated with an array of well-directed punches, each one landing with a brute force that rocked Ariana to her core. Despite being on the backfoot, Chrissy showed why she was renowned for her strength and athleticism as she landed penetrating punches to Ariana's stomach. The crowd gasped in unison as Ariana visibly sagged under the impact, her breath hitching with each painful blow.

Towards the end of the round, Chrissy managed to catch Ariana off guard with a swift uppercut, opening a gash on Ariana's forehead. The sight of the pop diva's blood staining the ring was a shocking end to an already intense round. However, even as the bell rang, signaling the end of Round 4, Ariana stood her ground, her eyes gleaming defiantly despite the pain. Her heaving chest was a testament to the brutal blows she had taken, yet her victorious smirk showed no sign of defeat. She had once again dominated the round, showing the world that she was a force to be reckoned with in the boxing ring.

Round 05:

With the bell's chime signaling the onset of Round 5, Ariana, battle-scarred and determined, sought to replicate her previous round's tactics. But The Songstress had other plans. As Ariana launched her attack, Chrissy was a wraith, her agility shining through as she effortlessly dodged the flurry of punches thrown her way. Waiting for the right moment, Chrissy retaliated with a force akin to a sledgehammer crashing down.

Ariana's face and abs bore the brunt of Chrissy's brutal assault, the raw power in Chrissy’s fists evident in each devastating blow. The crowd watched, aghast, as Ariana reeled under the onslaught, her face a mask of pain. "I'm done f*cking around!", Chrissy taunted, a fierce glint in her eyes as she eyed Ariana like a predator preparing for the kill.

With a swift, almost predatory agility, Chrissy lunged, her fist slamming into Ariana's liver with the precision of a seasoned boxer. The impact was earth-shattering, Ariana's strangled gasp echoing around the arena as her knees buckled and she crumpled onto the canvas, face-first. The crowd watched in stunned silence as Ariana lay motionless, her body wracked with pain, tears streaming down her bruised face.

The referee stepped in, counting the seconds, but it was nothing more than a formality. Ariana, despite her valiant efforts, was barely moving, her tear-filled eyes reflecting the harsh reality of her defeat. As the ref signaled the end, the crowd erupted, the roar deafening as Chrissy Costanza was declared the victor. Amidst the cheers and applause, Chrissy stood tall, her win a testament to her indomitable strength and fierce determination. The Songstress had proven her mettle in the boxing ring, and with this victory, her reign had just begun anew.

Official Decision: Chrissy Costanza defeats Ariana Grande via KO 5!

AFTER:

As the crowd began to settle from the shock of the final bell, a flurry of medics flooded the ring, their desperate attempt to rush to Ariana's aid cut off by the victor. Chrissy, a cruel smirk lining her features, beat them to their fallen star. With a roughness that was almost brutal, she grabbed Ariana's tresses and hauled her to her feet. Ariana gasped in pain, her body too weakened to fight back as Chrissy locked her bicep around Ariana's slender neck.

The Kia Forum fell deathly silent as Chrissy began to arch her back, the infamous chokehold that was quickly becoming her signature move. Ariana's pale face turned a deep shade of purple under the strain, her mouth opening to let out a scream that was quickly muted by Chrissy's iron grip. Her eyes were wide with terror as Chrissy's bicep, now a peak of pure muscle, pressed against her throat with relentless force.
Ariana's resistance began to wane, her consciousness slipping away as Chrissy tightened her grip. "Time to go to sleep, jobber girl," Chrissy taunted, her words echoing in the silent arena. She held Ariana's fading form aloft, ensuring that every spectator - especially those in the FFC corner - had a clear view of the pop diva's defeat.

Just as Ariana was on the brink of unconsciousness, Chrissy released her. Ariana's body crumpled onto the canvas, the medics rushing in to attend to her. Above the fallen star, Chrissy stood tall, her hand raised by the ref in a victorious salute. The crowd erupted in a deafening roar, their cheers echoing across the arena as they celebrated. Chrissy's gaze lingered on Ariana's fallen form, a cruel smirk on her lips as she reveled in her brutal victory.