When Lindsay was told by management about an offer to join a tournament along with a chance at one of the belts, she immediately signed her name without knowing all the true clauses. It was a hentai tournament, probably obvious with the H word and climax, but Lindsay wasn't a normal person. She didn't dislike those matches at the slightest, having partaken and won a special mud match for a PR stunt. However the blonde wanted to show off more athleticism as opposed to charm. Perhaps she could try to compromise, unaware of how driven and deprived some women here would be.
Her wardrobe was expanding each day as evident by another set of attire that revealed more than enough skin. Red two-piece attire with knee warmers and boots. Apparently the designer really wanted to emphasise that she was Canadian match. This Artemis Grace didn't look too scary according to the electronic board, so the blonde patiently awaited for her cue as the promo went on inside the ring.
After a few minutes, Lindsay Queen was free to take the stage. She aimed to impress by strutting along the ramp while simultaneously blowing kisses at random fans. She often also swayed her hips so those assets could be on full display. Fan reception was middling but leaning towards positive. A pretty face but performance was more than to be desired.
"Time for a pose!" A planted cameraman gave Lindsay a message in which the model was happy to oblige, standing on the apron back against the ropes and smiling. A single click later and the blonde slipped in between the middle ropes, ready to become face to face with her opponent who had a similar taste in colours.
"Heyyyyy there! My name is Lindsay but you probably know that...Artemis Grace I got it!" For once she can actually remember a name. Unaware of being called a bitch in the promo just before, the ditzy woman played nice at first and even offering a handshake.
"Don't worry I'll give you a good time..." Yet adding in a playful, sultry tone.