Evelyn Fallanger vs Airani Dwi Melati Sukma

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Standard Match: Victory to be awarded via pinfall, submission, knockout, count out, or disqualification.
All standard pro wrestling rules apply.

[LowDefinition]

We Are LAW... A marquee event that is held annually, and one that showcased the best of LAW. To get in one felt like a huge honor for Aira. As she readies herself in the locker room. Her outfit for today was rather special to her. Not much of a change in her usual attire, but the colors were special to her... Red top and white bottom. Her splash of colors on her body were also red and white. Proudly representing her nation's colors. She's there to bring her best and show that pride to represent her nation. She walked out of the locker room shrouding her body with a red and white flag cape, her face full of determination.

Theme

In the arena, the lights darkened as the intro started to play. The large screen showed Aira walking through a dark, dimly lit hall. The view closes into her face from the side as light approaches. Determined smile was shown until a flash of white followed as the intro finishes. The stages lights flashes in red and white. The screen then started showing the text "Explosive Color" scrolling from the right to left as fog enveloped the stage. And as the screen transitions to show Aira's name in all caps with colorful splotches on the outerside. Aira emerged out of the fog to a loud cheer. Standing there in awe, Aira then raises her arm up and held her flag cape up high as wind waved her flag cape graciously.

Aira then started to walk through the ramp with pride as her Indonesian flag waved behind her. Smiling brightly as the crowd welcomes her warmly with cheers. Her steps full of confidence and determination until she reaches the ringside. Letting out a sigh as she looked up to the ring, she then walked to a corner and took the steps. Draping the corner with the flag. She walked through the ringside apron and then held the ropes. Sliding her soles on the apron, she then vaulted over the top rope.

"Introducing from the blue corner, hailing from Jakarta, Indonesia... The Explosive Color... AIIIIIIIIIRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

Aira stood on the center of the ring as the announcer started to announce her. Looking up to the lights as her arm reaches up and pointing upwards. She grinned with confidence as her hand gestured an explosion as she showed her intent to break into the ceiling and reaches a new height. Her theme then fades out as she started to walk to her corner, awaiting her opponent to arrive.

[Monsy]

Something about one chance. An opportunity to make things right. Her time here saw her dance a tight rope between a loved face and a struggling competitor. Not once did she manage to succeed. No matter how close she got. All these humiliations and bad attitudes, these sadists, prodigies, veterans, righteous faces, carnal-driven lust-bugs and those who had the skill and willpower to over-achieve. Where did she lie in that? Tonight, she was about to find out. Risk was something she didn’t totally fancy. It scared her, but what other choice did she have now. This is We Are LAW, where she’ll seek her fortune.

Her music kicked into gear.
It’s a happy rhythm that rouses the crowd into an opening cheer. Fallacy wasn’t far behind, dressed in her usual blue, red and white two-piece. Her jacket loomed over, one side brown-sleeved, same with her leg. She took the ramp’s lip soon enough. Then reached inside these new leather holsters on either hip, pulling out pair finger-guns that she pointed at both sectors of fans nearby. One left, one right. She waited, then slowly raised them over-head, pointing up. Her grin shined pearly white teeth, and she soaked in all these new faces, nodding to each side, then 〝BANG!〞Two fireworks ripped from launchers by the stage, arched high, then exploded into a red blue and white shower.

〝And introducing now, from Venice Beach, California, weighing in one-hundred and twenty-five pounds… Miss… Fallacy!!!〞

She started her march down the ring, still donning finger-guns as she grabbed her forearm, pointed it at one side, stopped, then let rip again.. 〝Bang!〞Another firework ripped. Then to the other side, 〝Bang…!〞And again! She took the cloth that usually was at her left hip, wedged with her belt. A multi-layered piece of red, the other blue, each decadent in a design of its opposite colour. It had golden fur on the ends that fluttered, and she threw it into the stands with a graceful throw.

Now she kept walking. She did a little spin at the ramp’s end, sliding down to a knee, closing an eye, sticking out her tongue, grabbing the elbow, then letting loose another firework. 〝Bang!〞

Her forearm popped up, and she blew over her index’s fingernail, keeping on to the steps to which she waved on the apron, hooking her arms over the top and pointing those two dastardly firearms to the ceiling. 〝Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!〞One after the other, more fired with each cue. The crowd chimed in and joined her little chant, and her music was becoming smothered by voices and spectacle. A whole volley of eight loosened one more time before the guns lay quiet. Evelyn kicked back and flipped inside the ring using the ropes, landing on her feet where she whipped around to face her opponent. She blew over both indexes, then shoved them into her little brown leather holsters, now stripping them off into mementos that she frisbee-tossed into the stands.

Soon after, her music died, leaving nothing but crowd noise and two wrestlers set for war. Evelyn would make it her mission to take the ring’s centre, and reach out her hand to shake. 〝To whatever happens, k?〞

[LowDefinition]

Aira eyed over the stage with a smile as she stretches her arms a bit. Nodding along the music as her opponent makes their entrance. Her eyes focused onto Evelyn as she made quite the impressive and explosive entrance. Aira got the feeling that Evelyn is also out there to prove herself and impress people. Not that she know about the struggles so far, but to feel the same drive to impress. Aira smiled in excitement as Evelyn entered the ring and continued to let go of the fireworks and the crowd cheering with her.

And as the music died down, Aira crossed her arms and nodded. Walking towards the center of the ring, she looked over to the offered hand before gazing up to Evelyn's face. "Let's show everyone our best then." Aira replied as she took the hand, holding it firmly as the two shakes hands. "No hard feelings no matter the result." She concluded, letting go of the hand shake and backing away for a bit. Letting the ref check on her and inspect her for hidden stuffs which the referee didn't found at all, clearing her for the match before moving to Evelyn.

When the referee is done checking on Evelyn. Aira put on her stance, the referee looking at both women before signalling for the match to start! As the bell rings, Aira spends no time at all and quickly steps forward. Spreading her arms a bit as she reaches over onto Evelyn's shoulders, intending to start the match with some grappling tests! Wanting to see how good Evelyn's techniques are!

[Monsy]

After such a marvellous reaction from the crowd, the pre-match jitters faded away. Half her mission was achieved, passing through those ropes to fireworks and applause. Now it was time for the other half. A new strategy she’d take. One which needed focus. Her hand welcomed the easy greeting. It was rare, she found, and nodded to Aira’s proclamation, “Right!” And she followed their lead with the handshake, separating after and doubling back to her corner. Evelyn was checked for gloves - but the referee was more likely to win the lottery than see her cheat. Once both wrestlers were cleared, Evelyn stayed tall, grabbing the ropes and leaning forward to stretch as the bell rang.

“I’m ready.” She said aloud and matched them coming forward. A tie-up was what she expected, so she braced with one foot sliding back as they slammed into one! “Ghh..” The difference in weight was felt immediately. Fallacy tightened her teeth. Panic set in that she might be overpowered. Now! She told herself. A shoulder pulled back, with one arm gripping Aira’s wrist, the other into the bicep. Evelyn stepped in and tried weaving herself beneath Aira’s arm, coming out the other side where she gave it an arm-wringing twist! “No hard feelings. But I’ve been learning!”

If she can secure her arm wringer, she’d swing her leg around and try to bury it deep into Aira’s gut! This was a pay per view after all, and thus, needing an effort worthy. So tonight, she was ready to give this her full aggression and use no mercy with her kicks!

[LowDefinition]

The bell rang, and now two women wanting to prove their worth to LAW marches forward to the center of the ring. Aira initiated the start as her hands locked onto Evelyn's shoulders and try to gauge her strength by a simple test of strength. Seemed like in terms of strength, Aira outpowers her as she felt a slight movement forward. Though it seemed that Evelyn had a trick up her sleeve as Aira caught into it.

"Ah..." Aira watches as Evelyn slips under her arm, grunting out as she felt her arm twisted inwards with Evelin now holding full control over her wrist. She kept herself body straight despite the twist trying to force her to go down. "Not bad..." Aira let out, and then upon seeing Fallacy's leg rising up from the canvas. Aira immediately drops down and rolled forward, loosening the grip while avoiding the mid kick that was aimed to her gut. Rotating her wrist to get free from Evelyn's control. She then rolled backwards to gain even more freedom. Kneeling besides Evelyn now...

Aira then grabs onto Evelyn's ankle with her free hand and immediately gets back to her feet while lifting the leg up while also yanking her hand away from Evelyn. "You'll learn much more from me then." Aira said while keeping a foothold on Evelyn. She raised her arm up and readies her hammering elbow strike. If all things go well, Aira then drove her elbow down and straight onto Evelyn's knee. Intending to start off her methods on achieving victory by weakening Evelyn's limbs, and an elbow to the knee would be her start!

[Monsy]

She needed this. This debut on the grand stage, where maybe she could dash her bumpy run with a first ever victory. The desire could almost drive herself to tears if she thought too long about it. Alas, focus overcame. An antsy spell was nibbling through her muscles. Staying in one place too long made her throat squeeze. It was almost claustrophobic, but her movements were fluid and sharp into an arm wringer. Just a shame the kicks didn’t follow.

Her heart rate spiked, “Shoot!” And she was but a doll to Aira’s play, rolling forward then back, looking down and having only the realisation that they nabbed her ankle before the elbow’s point piledrive-d into her kneecap, like mallet and hammer, the pain was focused, intense and it felt like the joint had exploded. “Aggghh!”

Evelyn offered just a reactionary shove, an attempt to earn at least a moment’s freedom so she could rip her leg away, and hobble towards the ropes. Things couldn’t disintegrate this fast. She wanted at least a good beginning. No. Needed it.

[LowDefinition]

Just as Aira hammered her elbow onto Evelyn's kneecap. Evelyn reactively pushed her away. Prompting her to let go of her leg. Shrugging off the push, Aira marches forward following Evelyn to the ropes. She seemed off to a great start to show off her skills to the world. Smiling confidently, Aira reaches onto Evelyn's wrists. Pushing herself in and also presses Evelyn against the ropes.

"Now now, don't go resting on me alright!" Aira let out before she pulls Evelyn in and whips her towards the opposite ropes. Throwing her to make her run towards the ropes. She waited after Evelyn make a few steps before following behind her. She then leaps up when Evelyn hit the opposite ropes. Jerking her body up and to the side, her legs aiming straight towards Evelyn. She then thrusts her foot onto Evelyn's chest with a running dropkick!

[Monsy]

Her knee was pinched from all angles, where her heel prodding the ground aggravated it. She huffed, then looked up, sighting them and turning what, “Y-Yeah,” Her wrists seized, back suffocating against the ropes, she grit her teeth, held her breath and submitted to running. Evelyn’s speed was quite the firework, sometimes serving to outpace her thoughts and reactions, but her back met the ropes and she sprang back towards Aira. Two feet punched into her chest. It was an explosion inside. Her chest crushed, her mouth emptied, a hush squeal rammed its way out as Evelyn entered a clockwise flip, crashing onto her chest.

Both eyes glued shut, welling up on the inside. She didn’t have the air to scream, so she curled into a ball and snuggled herself as the pain past, seemingly shutting out everything around her. “Tk… hnnh…”

[LowDefinition]

Aira flipped off Evelyn's chest gracefully and braced her fall with her arms and knees cushioning her fall. Slapping the canvas before she rose up to her feet. She then pumped her arms up as she leaned back a bit. "YOSHA!!!" She yelled out, getting the crowd pumped with her burst of offense to Evelynn. She then walks in to Evelynn, she wasn't done at all. And knowing the damage she done to her legs. Aira thought to weaken that part even more.

Aira hunched down and grabbed the ankle of Evelyn's leg that she hammered her elbow in earlier. Lifting it up, she then wrap an arm around the ankle and started twisting her foot in. Her free hand grabbing onto the toes to apply more pressure onto the hold as her wrapping hand grips her wrist. She kept the leg close to her chest! Trapping Evelyn in a standing Ankle Lock hold!