Isabella Brandt Vs. Oishi Momoe (D) - Apex Qualifier Match

[Devastated]

Standard Match

Rules: Normal Rules
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, DQ or K.O.
Stipulations: The Match is an Apex Qualifier bout. Completion of this match counts towards the Characters Required Matches

Spoiler

Isabella thought it only prudent to throw her hat into the ring once more. After all, if she wanted to take over as the dominant force of LAW and become a legend of renown like those mythical and historical characters whom she looked up so much to, then she would have to keep doing matches and climb the ranks until she stood head and shoulders above all others! Tonight's match was against a newcomer though. It suited Isabella just fine, she hadn't been in LAW for more than a month or two anyways so she couldn't say she was some main stay wrestler yet.

She thought it would be a great way for the LAW crowd to see the difference between herself and the other new wrestlers coming in to the league. Just what they could expect from her in the future and all that jazz. With a confident smirk on her face, the blonde beauty began to walk down the ramp just when her music started to play out of the speakers. She was dressed in that form fitting leotard of hers, something that was rather reminiscent of the colors on the flag of German. Though her yellow tone bore more of a dark gold and more of a shine too it.

Entering the squared circle by climbing the steel steps and setting herself up in the ring. Isabella would begin to walk around the ring, making a full lap around it as she would settle into her corner. Placing her hands on her hips she would stand firm, not like other wrestlers who might lean against the corner or the ropes. No, Isabella stood with pride and her face was beaming with confidence.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi took a deep breath in and out in the back--a little taken back that her debut match was against someone looking to qualify for such a big thing. She tapped her foot a couple times in thought..partially thinking Isabella was taking her lightly..which was something that she wasn't planning on letting slide! If she thought she would be an easy stepping stone to the Apex stuff, she had another thing coming. She pushed a wide smirk on her face, adjusting the white one-piece she had on, before finally making her way to the stage.

Spoiler

Her music played over the speakers, the lights flashing a bunch at the stage area as she made her way out. She posed a little, pushing her chest and her hips out for the crowd, giving them a nice full view of her figure for her first appearance! She wasn't a very..sexual girl, but she had full confidence in her figure, not afraid to show off what she had! She also certainly enjoyed making sure her opponents knew first hand exactly what she had as well!

She made her way down the ramp, a beaming smile on her face as she took in the reactions she was getting, more than happy to finally be stepping out into such a big stage. She calmed her pounding heart as much as she could before finally climbing into the ring, waving at her opponent and sticking her tongue out a little.

"Well hi!! First match and stuff!! No hard feelings when I win right?" She winked at her, planting her hands on her hips afterwards with her chest pushed out a little.

[Devastated]

Isabella remained in her corner as her opponent for the evening appeared upon the ramp. She was a fellow blonde, wearing that plain white one piece attire. It hugged her curves rather nicely and did a good job at showing off the physique of her foe. Isabella would wait until Oishi made her way into the squared circle, watching as the fellow blonde waved at her and greeted her. Though her words caused Isabella to let out a light sigh.

Stepping out from her corner as she would move up towards Oishi. Getting up close until she was standing face to face with the woman. She would place her hands on her hips and practically mimicked the pose of her foe. Pushing her chest out just a little as she wasn't about to let her foe show off more than she herself did.

" Greetings. I'm afraid you are mistaken my dear." Isabella said as she would push closer and press her chest against Oishi's, pushing her frame against the fellow blonde and making sure Oishi felt her pushing against. " I'm the one who will stand triumphant at the end of this bout. So you should be prepared to be left in tears." Isabella spoke with a smug tone of voice as she glared into the fellow blonde's eyes with those piercing red eyes of hers.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi tilt her head just slightly at Isabella's words, the confidence pushed right back at her. Their sizable chests smooshed in against eachother, leading to Oishi letting out a slight bit of a giggle. She enjoyed this little banter quite a bit, she had to admit..but she knew immediately she needed to be as focused and serious as she could be. She could tell Isabella wasn't going to be a pushover or anything close to that.

"Ahh I'm mistaken, huh? Wellll I don't think that's how it's gonna go down. It's my first showing, and I'm not exactly here to lose! So! I think you're the one who should be prepared...ahh the tears thing though, I mean that doesn't have to happen! I don't think I'd really want to see you in tears or anything, you're cute and I don't think that would look too good to be honest!"

She waved it off, shaking her head just a little, keeping herself pressed in against Isabella all the while.

[Devastated]

Isabella and Oishi now stood in a standoff, pressing their generous breasts together as neither woman looked to be backing down. Noticing the little giggle from Oishi, Isabella got the idea that Oishi wasn't one who took this as seriously as she was. Forcing Isabella to let out a light sigh, those red eyes of her's glaring into the eyes of the fellow blonde.

"That it is. You're new here, while I can't say I'm exactly used to this place either. I can tell you one thing, I'll be standing over you tonight. My victory is assured you sweet little fool." Isabella mocked as she brought her hand up, letting her fingers caress the jawline of Oishi before grabbing her by her chin. "You're right. I don't want to leave you crying. I much prefer to simply put you in your place. Beneath me." Isabella mocked as she kept herself pressed firmly against Oishi.

It didn't take long before the referee would step in though. Seeing as things were heating up between these two. She would try and push the two women apart. At first Isabella didn't back down, she remained pressed firmly against Oishi, but after a few seconds she released that chin and slowly backed away from the woman. Arms at her side as she would drop down into a grappling stance. Waiting for the referee to call for the bell so she could challenge Oishi to a collar and elbow tie up.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi nod her head a couple times, understanding this little verbal back and forth was going to keep right where it was. Isabella was a good talker for sure, and she had to admit, her confidence and the mocking tone she was taking was intimidating her a little. She yelped out as she was grabbed at her chin, stunned by the sudden mix after that dizzying caress. It caused her to just blink a couple times, a slight gulp appearing in her throat before the referee finally stepped in..struggling to separate them and finally succeeding.

"Haah geez. Super serious!" Oishi let out, rubbing at her jaw just a little to shake off what just happened. She stretches her arms out a little more, rolling her shoulder a couple times just to fully prepare herself before the bell finally rang. She was pulled right into that tie up immediately, Isabella getting right against her a second time, making Oishi grit her teeth.

"A-ahh ahh, you keep running and squeezing into me like t his, I'm gonna think you're wanting a different type of match altogether!" She teased just a little, but she was doing her best to push back against her. She got full right into that tie-up, bracing her feet against the canvas, pressing and pushing to try and start forcing Isabella back!

[Devastated]

Isabella could tell that her actions was having an effect on Oishi. Watching the woman blink and even hearing that every so slight gulp. She could feel how she was managing to dig herself into the corners of the woman's mind. Not that that was a necessary process in Isabella's way of wrestling, but it was always entertaining to know she could have that kind of effect on a woman.

Oishi's comment was left uncontested by Isabella. She was serious, serious about proving herself superior. At every turn in an endeavour. She backed off and the two of them got into their grappling stance. The bell rang and both women launched themselves head first into this lock up!

Grunting a bit as she and Oishi began to push against one another. Their fit yet buxom frames pushing into one another, as Isabella got a sense of the strength that Oishi had behind her. She was forced back a step, before she managed to brace and dig her heels into the canvas. Pushing even more into Oishi as she would try and overwhelm her with power and reclaim her lost step along with a couple more!

[TiefBlau]

With the talking seemingly done, Oishi was just struggling to push and press as much as she could, wanting to show that her power was at least on par with her opponent's at the moment. She arched her body just a little as she pushed in at her, gritting her teeth with the strain that she was putting on. She shook her head, narrowing her eyes, digging her feet in deep against the canvas.

She felt her push her back a step, grinning a little..only for Isabella to turn it right around, pushing right back, almost as if the back step added a little to her momentum. She whined out, stumbling backwards, being driven all the way to the ropes as she shook her head.

"A-ahh well! You're strong!" She had to admit, nodding her head as she pressed a bunch back against her. She wriggled and writhed around against the ropes, struggling to try and somehow free herself.

[Devastated]

Isabella was off on the wrong foot in the early goings of this lock up. Literally, as she was forced back a step by Oishi. Gritting her teeth and digging in deep as she had no intention of letting herself falter against this fellow blonde. She took a step forward, reclaiming the one she had lost and then took another step. She continued and push onwards as she sent Oishi stumbling backwards!

Driving her foe all the way back into the ropes and keeping her pressed firmly against it. She flattened her body against Oishi's. Arching her back a bit to keep her legs flexed and tensed up. Not allowing Oishi to push her back. Her chest digging into the white clad woman's rack. " Stronger. The correct word is stronger." Isabella cockily panted out right in Oishi's face.

The referee would of course make their way next to the duo and tell Isabella to let up on Oishi since she was on the ropes. Slowly but surely Isabella would do just that. Easing up her pushing and stepping back...only to suddenly shift and attempt to drive her knee right up into Oishi's unprotected abs! Looking to double the woman over. Grabbing a handful of that blonde mane, Isabella would try and pull Oishi away form the ropes just a step or two as she guided that head in under her armpit. Swinging backwards with her body as she would seek to spike her head first into the canvas with a DDT.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi taps her foot a couple times, struggling against the ropes still quite a bit, shaking her head with how the girl just--pressed her whole body flat against hers, a sensation that admittedly caused her to blush a little. The feeling of body to body was one that even in this kind of situation she couldn't ignore, her body wriggling and struggling against Isabella's.

"Ahh wellllll let's not make that decision so quickly!" She let out in her strained voice, her heart pounding and racing more and more, leading to her struggling to keep up her breathing in the situation that she was in.

She bit her lip hard, relaxing herself just a little at her steadily easing up. She expected a nice steady clean break, a deep breath coming in and out of her mouth--before suddenly it was interrupted by that knee slammed right up into her abdomen, driving the air out of her quite roughly. She doubled over just as she wanted, shaking her head a little, only for her to be pulled right into that DDT. Her head was driven hard into the mat, rocking her body, making her roll onto her back almost fully sprawled out. "A-ahhhh---ha--"