Annabelle Le Roux vs. Bianca Valentine - "Anna-bell-e is ringing"

[DizzyKnight]

A situation that was not exactly uncommon for Annabelle to find herself in, the French aristocrat couldn't decide whether she should be incredibly angry, or incredibly smug. The managers at LAW, disgusting people, Anna assumed, had finally decided to give their best talent her debut match. This was good enough to put her into a good mood, as she was utterly confident that she could effortlessly sweep aside any of her peers without breaking a sweat.

The only issue, and where her conflicting feelings came into play, was that she hadn't been scheduled to fight one of her peers. Her first match was against a monstrously large woman that had close to an entire extra foot over her, and came close to double her own weight. On the one hand, this sort of match was entirely unfair on it's smaller fighter. On the other, perhaps management had recognised Annabelle's sheer skill and talent, and given her the hardest opponent available to compensate.

Dressed in her figure-squeezingly tight red, white & blue leotard, red knee & elbow pads, red, white & blue boots, and blue thigh-high socks, Annabelle was looking quite patriotic for the country she hadn't actually visited in close to a year. She didn't get all that much time to think, as one of her maids quietly finished tying Anna's boot laces for her, while another slipped into the locker room to give her the go signal. Without giving either of them much in the way of acknowledgement, Annabelle left the locker room and made her way out to the ring.

The audience was very welcoming, as most commoners are when faced with real wealth and beauty, and Annabelle strutted down to the ring with her chin up high and a pompous smile on her face, ascending the steps and slipping in through the middle rope. She wouldn't give much in the way of theatrics, certainly not to the mass of sweaty, screeching spectators that surrounded the ring, instead simply taking a pose in the center of the ring with both hands on her hips and both feet drawn tightly together.

[SubtleRoar]

*Once the persnickety beauty had finished her condescending entrance, the lights dimmed for a brief moment, as a certain kingston queen eagerly awaited the moment when her theme music would finally drop. The instant it began playing, she parted the opaque curtain and greeted her fans with an ebullient, swaying motion that rhythmically matched the ubiquitous beat that accompanied her theme music. It seemed as though Bianca had been preparing for this particular entrance for quite some time, and was more than overzealous to bring the apex of entertainment to those who supported her- Quite the sharp contrast to that of her opponent, who seemed content with the bare minimum at best.*

*She was clad in her traditional garb- Onyx and golden colored shirt, with matching pants and boots to accentuate her mammoth thighs that most of her male adorers had their eyes transfixed upon. This was far more flattering to Bianca than she would admit however, as every so often she'd catch one gawking directly at her in the crowd, and decided to pose for a flattering selfie. This only amplified the crowd's support for the charismatic queen, and once she finally slipped herself in-between the ropes, she delicately laid out her ornate robe across the top turnbuckle, alongside with her scepter and crown before addressing the stoic figure before her.*

"So..." *She began, closing the gap between herself and the woman she was addressing, beckoning her to stand in the center of the ring.* "You're the new meat around here, correct?" *Bianca casually rolled her shoulders in a clockwise fashion, trying her best to limber up completely before the fight commenced.* "My name is Bianca Valentine, but you shall address me as your highness from this point forward. Today, I'm going to teach you what it's like to be a doormat for someone in high society, and once you've outlived your usefulness, I shall discard you like the piece of human garbage you are."

*The formalities out of the way, Bianca squatted down in her sumo stance, each foot slamming against the floor with a resounding* "THUNK!" *Before she shot her arms forward, opening up her palms and coaxing Annabelle to step towards her by gesturing with her index finger.* "It is only natural to be gobsmacked by someone of my stature and imposing presence, but do not fear- I have a reservation for tea later today, and I do not foresee this match consuming too much of my precious personal time, so your suffering shall be over fairly quickly."

[DizzyKnight]

With such an enormous difference in physical size between the two ladies, almost anyone else of Annabelle's size would have been intimidated by Bianca's threats and display, with even the muscular women's footsteps being loud and thunderous compared to Anna's silent taps. As far as Annabelle could tell, it seemed she wasn't even remotely being taken seriously, as Bianca had shown up to fight in a fairly casual shirt and pants, with only her boots to indicate that she was preparing to fight.

Surprisingly, Annabelle didn't even flinch or show any sign of fear as Bianca finished off her threatrical, crowd-exciting entrance; simply standing there with her hands resting on top of her slender waist with a look of utter disdain and annoyance on her face. With her opponent's entry finally done, Annabelle waited a moment and asked, "Are you done?" in a disgusted tone. Moving closer to her opponent, who even crouched in a sumo stance was still taller than she was, she continued "A lot of words for someone so hideously simple, how long did it take you to memorize them all? I bet you don't even know what half of them mean."

Despite allowing Bianca so much time for her entrance, the match overseers decided to cut Annabelle's retorts short, with the referee hooking her into a gentle full-nelson and dragging the lightweight back to her corner, squirming and complaining as she was. The brunette gave the ref a look as if she wanted to murder the tall lady, and then turned to face Bianca right in time for the bell!

Wanting as much space as possible, Anna would try to take the outside of the ring, moving in a circle rather close to the ropes and trying to herd Bianca inwards.

[SubtleRoar]

"Hmhm, well aren't you just a little spitfire~" *Allowing the diminutive little tart a response, just so she could call it even, Bianca started to chug forward in her current position; her body was gargantuan from decades of intense workout regiments, and with the powerful momentum she built up, each step that propelled her forward compounded the one that subsequently followed after it. Before long, she was a wrecking ball of kinetic energy that was hellbent on slamming all of herself directly into the pompous canker sore to leave an impression she wouldn't soon forget.* "I'm curious to see if you'll be so smarmy once I take the wind out of your sails!"

"Finally deciding that she had generated enough velocity on her end, Bianca folded her legs inward before catapulting her leviathan frame in Anna's general direction- What she sacrificed in accuracy, she easily compensated with for sheer, unmitigated power from the ball itself. interlacing her fingers across her shins, Bianca had finally executed the perfect position to mimic that of a cannonball barreling towards its target, and if Anna didn't act fast, she was going to receive the full extent of it, chest first!*

"Even a woman of class and elegance, such as myself, knows how to throwdown properly from time to time; I highly doubt somebody of your background and heritage would ever be able to grasp such a complex concept, so take mental notes on my form and grace!" *Bianca demanded, holding her breath to preserve the scant oxygen she could inhale as she continued to hone in on her intended prey.*

[DizzyKnight]

Annabelle had plenty of time, compared to the far faster-paced lightweight battles she usually fought, to think up a plan and execute it as Bianca built up momentum and energy during her charge across the ring. While she was aiming for a very small target, Bianca was large enough that she was unlikely to miss even if she was quite off-target.

Seeing that she had absolutely no way to stop the oncoming bulldozer, Anna spun on her heel and ran the opposite way, something that wasn't at all a very noble thing to do. Of course, her plan wasn't to run in terror from her opponent's charge, but simply to lead the enormous lady into her own counter-attack! She'd reach the ropes right on time, and quickly leapt up to the middle rope, pressed a foot down on the top rope, and sprang backwards very gracefully, soaring clean over Bianca's head!

Anna would hit the ground, Bianca would hit the ropes, and Anna would follow by trying to leap up and swing her left boot hard into Bianca's head, either as the heavyweight rebounded back at her, or was slowing herself down. "Hnnf! Your 'form' is disgraceful!" she'd retort after touching back down, but before throwing her palm forwards in a hard jab at Bianca's powerful midsection, "And I cannot take notes on that which does not exist!"

[SubtleRoar]

*Just as she was about to cross the distance that separated both women, Bianca felt herself coasting for much longer than she would have expected- Perhaps this was partially due to not having executed this particular move in almost an eternity, but even then, it was quite aberrant that she hadn't made contact with anyth~* "THUMP!" *Her colossal frame smashed into the center rope from across the ring, making her buxom frame spill out across the arena as she couldn't maintain that difficult form for very long. Just as she attempted to regain her composure, she felt a sharp pain smack into the side of her skull.*

"THWACK!" *The contact reverberated within Bianca's skull, shaking what little concentration she had to pieces as her hands firmly planted themselves against the canvass- She needed to steady herself before taking any more superfluous damage. She was rattled, sure, but she had endured far worse than this. Deciding to remain taciturn in regards to verbal banter, she instead needed to coordinate a solid strategy in order to come back strong from this atrocious start to the scuffle.*

"Grrhh...damn it..." *She silently huffed, her body still shivering from the devastating shot before noticing an incoming fist out of the corner of her eye. Fortuitously, she recognized it just before the point of impact, which allowed her just enough time to barrel roll sideways to dodge what would have potentially been her death nail.* "N..now...i..it's my turn!" *She roared, attempting to slice Anna's legs out from under her with one, enthusiastic motion as her boots shot outwards in opposite directions.*

[DizzyKnight]

Annabelle had been so set on responding verbally to her opponent's attempts at taunting that she had completely neglected to follow up physically to her new advantageous position! Rather than quickly chase down Bianca and continue wailing on the huge woman like someone of lesser birth might, she chose to smugly walk after her opponent once she rolled to the side, babbling something about a lack of talent, eating disorders, and other things that didn't really mean so much after a moment.

Suddenly, her legs decided they didn't want to work anymore, and Anna collapsed forwards, only keeping herself from going all the way down to the canvas by catching the ropes. The culprit for her sudden fall was immediately obvious, with Bianca's legs having come in like a pair of scissors and forced Anna's much slimmer and weaker legs into an awkward position, easily setting the noble lady off balance.

She'd take a second to growl with frustration, and then began to stand back up, looking over her shoulder with an annoyed frown on her face to find Bianca.

[SubtleRoar]

*Success! She had gone from utterly humiliating herself to reclaiming her rightful throne as the undisputed queen in a matter of seconds, but the arduous task of gaining a stable footing was going to be another matter entirely. The instant Anna slammed against the mat, Bianca began scurrying away to scale the ropes, attempting to balance herself while climbing the turnbuckles until finally whipping herself around to face her foe.* "Perhaps next time, you won't dismiss your highness so quickly~" *She snickered, all too eager to rub the fact that she was looming over the imperious tart with a coy grin of her own.*

*Deciding to capitalize on such a rare opportunity, Bianca hunched her upper body forward before slipping her hands underneath Anna's arms, hoisting her upwards and into a full nelson submission. Her fingers intertwined, she began pressing down against Anna's neck while simultaneously positioning her feet at a precise angle; she was cooking something up in her mind, and if everything went according to plan, it would make a huge impact on the flow of the fight.*

"You've disrespected the queen, and your punishment shall be swift and severe!" *She hissed, still feeling the lingering sting against the flank of her head. Bianca intended to repay Anna's assault ten fold, so with a bend at her knees, the jamaican queen flung Anna backwards before slamming her directly into the cold, harsh surface beneath them head first for a bridge dragon suplex!*

*Her shoulders steadily still against the ring, the presiding moderator began to count aloud.* "One...!" *He started, as the crowd gasped in unison from the swift turn of events.*

[DizzyKnight]

Well, this was the last position Annabelle wanted to find herself in. Peering over her shoulder, she found Bianca's enormous figure towering directly behind her. Before she had chance to do anything but gasp in terror, two huge muscular arms hooked under her shoulders and a pair of strong hands forced her neck to bend forwards painfully, producing pained squeaks and grunts from the lightweight noble, and causing her entire body to tense up tight.

Lifting the smaller wrestler off of her feet would be an utterly effortless task for Bianca, and sent a red flush across Annabelle's face as she was so easily handled. She could vaguely hear Bianca continuing the verbal battle behind her, but was too focused on squirming and wriggling to answer to it, nor even process what the bigger woman was saying.

Her struggling was soon put to a halt however, as Bianca crouched down slightly, and then swung Anna up and over and then drove her straight into the canvas with quite some force. The red-eyed brunette barely made a sound after the colossal *THUMP* of her shoulders meeting the canvas, her legs quickly following and flopping down over her, the Frenchwoman's knees touching her own shoulders.

Seeing stars, and utterly stunned to the point that the roaring crowd just became a distant hum, Anna stared mouth-open at the ceiling as the referee hit the canvas for "One", and only came back to her senses at the sound of "Two!". Immediately, she started squirming and wriggling and kicking like her life depended on it, just barely and completely accidentally falling sideways by the skin of her teeth, the referee so close to a three count that a number of Bianca's fans began celebrating.

Giving a quick kick to Bianca's powerful figure, Anna quickly crawled away and pushed onto her feet, staggering across the ring to almost collapse into the corner. Her opponent's raw strength was far beyond anything Anna had dealt with before, but she'd simply have to improvise. Very clearly taking a much more cautious approach, the tiny lightweight came back out of her corner once Bianca was on her feet, and started to circle the outside of the ring, watching her opponent somewhat angrily.

[SubtleRoar]

*Bianca had committed more of her strength to flipping Annabelle than she had intended- Perhaps it was the earlier berating that spurred her on, or potentially even the innate sense of superiority she wanted to demonstrate was beginning to take control. Whatever the case may be however, her petite victim managed to snap herself out of the pin at the last possible second. This might have given almost any other wrestler a moment of disappointment, knowing they'd have to continue on with such a grueling match, but not Bianca- She wanted to ingrain in this grandiloquent's mind that she was the undisputed monarchy of law, and the most effective lesson she could teach would consist of copious amounts of uninterrupted pain.*

"Oh look~" *The jamaican juggernaut peered over her shoulder, twisting her body to face Anna as she scurried out of her grasp.* "It looks like this little girl still has some fight left in her." *Hopping back to her feet with one, fluid motion Bianca caught the stoic figure's gaze with a matching one of her own, as a palpable intensity fell over the arena; she had gotten shockingly close to putting the pint-sized aristocrat with just one, impactful motion and the fight had just begun. This was meant to set the tone of the match, establishing a level of pure potency that would be the catalyst for what Bianca had in store.*

"Aww, don't run away from me. I just want to spend some quality time with you~" *A twisted, sinister wry grin plastered on her face to convey a predatory sense, as Bianca could quite easily detect blood in the water- She wasn't always so aggressive, but once an opportunity such as this one presented itself, it was nearly impossible to derail her from bulldozing the unfortunate soul that stood in her path. Firmly planting her raven-colored boots against the ground, she lifted herself upwards and began to gallop in Anna's direction, attempting to catch her arm and flip her sideways for a hip toss.*