Jessica Wright vs. Sally Angela

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Standard Match

Up and down. That is the way that everything seemed to go. She would put together a series of really impressive wins against solid competition and then immediately blow it by losing to someone that she really ought to have beaten. The Violent Violet watched the tapes. Some of the matches were winnable, and she knew that. She just had to be a little smarter, a little faster, a little stronger. As she had prepared her list of preparations for any fight, she realized that she had the makings of something truly wonderful happening. Her father had imparted a lot of wisdom on her, even if he had never been able to reach the heights that Jessica had.

But Jessica was not content to stop there. She wanted to keep climbing. The Violent Violet was looking in the mirror now, thinking about her game plan, how she wanted the match to go. Her opponent tonight was going to be a woman who called herself an icon, which Jessica found endlessly amusing. She had been in the business long enough to know that you don't get to call yourself something like that. That moniker has to be earned through blood sweat and tear, and it has to be given to you by the wrestling faithful.

Like Jessica. She examined herself in the mirror. Her large bust was pushing her black sports bra to its limit, but Jessica knew that everything was going to stay put. The gladiator pleats bounced as she adjusted the hem of her leggings. Finally, she tied her black and gold boots, making sure that they were nice and tight and wouldn't slow Jessica down when she needed them most.

Spoiler

The Violent Violet was done looking in the mirror. Now it was go time. Her purple hair flew in a whirl as she turned and left her dressing room. She was standing in the staging area now, peeking around the curtain to see how full the arena was. It was a packed house. The ring was empty now. She closed her big purple eyes. No going back now, she thought.

Little sister there's blood on the tracks...

Jessica's music heralded her entrance. The crowd cheered timidly, still not convinced that Jessica was playing it straight. Instead of flipping them off or ignoring them as she usually did, Jessica respectfully nodded toward them. Scenes of her slamming women played over the jumbo tron behind her but she didn't look away from the ring once as she walked down.

The Violent Violet slid under the bottom rope and backed into her corner. Time to see just how big of an icon this woman is, she thought.

[RJD]

Sally was still having mixed feelings about her precious match, Yuki had been a hard nut to crack, but even if she hadn't won the blonde had put on a performance that she could be proud of, and had likely made a friend and a rival in the process. As she made sure her headband was in place the blonde smiled into the mirror, taking a deep breath and slapping both her cheeks to pump herself up.

" Amazing match two, here we come! Let's win this time! " Sally said to the mirror, before turning away from it and awaiting her queue to enter. Once she heard her theme start the blonde passed through the waiting room backstage and made her way out to the ramp, looking out at the fans and then down at the ring, smirking. " Jessica Wright huh... " Sally thought aloud, before briskly walking down the ramp towards the ring, high fiving a singular fan that stuck her hand out, it seemed at least somebody admired her performance in her previous match.

Before long Sally got to the ring, hopping into the apron and holding the top rope up to duck under it and pass through the ropes into the ring. Jessica would see that Sally was wearing ripped Jean's, a simple white vest, trainers and a headband. Sally walked up to Jessica, and offered her hand for her to shake it, and some words.

" Nice to meet you. I wonder how this will go. " the blonde said, feeling a little bit humbled from her last match, but also feeling confident that she could last with the best of them, after all she had a great respect for her prior opponent, and was happy to have such a testing match and learn how dedicated the average LAW wrestler was. As far as Sally was concerned, Yuki was the best of them, and so was she, or she was getting closer at least.

The woman she was approaching was a big shot, and Sally knew it, but she knew a match like this would come someday, there was no point being nervous or bashful in the ring.

Fourth angle

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Jessica's purple eyebrows arched as she saw Sally enter the ring. Jeans were rare in the squared circle, and Jessica wondered why she was wearing them. It took a lot of confidence to step between the ropes with your mobility restricted, and that must have been a sign that the blonde woman had supreme confidence. It may have also been a mark that Sally did not fully appreciate what it meant to enter a wrestling bout and Jessica might have to show her.

Whatever the case would be, they were going to find out soon. "Nice to meet you too. Good luck," Jessica said. A thousand insults and threats bubbled up from the back of her mind, but Jessica managed to choke them all down and wish her opponent well. Being the bad guy was not her way any more.

She approached the center of the ring and signalled to the ref girl that she was ready. Once the bell rung she would find out if she truly was.

[RJD]

" Oh, well yes. Likesame...I mean wise, like
-likewise. " Sally responded as she stumbled over her words, a little taken aback, she was pretty sure Jessica was one of those mean and rude types, so it was surprising that she wasn't being chewed out or mocked. The blonde figured that maybe her strength had been recognised, which of course was the opposite of how Jessica perceived her.

After the bell was rang Sally would walk to the middle of the ring, taking a lax posture with somewhat lazy guard as she eye'd up Jessica for a moment and anticipated her making a move. The blonde would hope to open by rushing the small distance between them, but crouching down into a sliding motion, trying to grasp at Jessica's hips as she was passing, so she could try to grab her more tightly by wrapping her arms around her waist from behind.

If that worked then Sally would quickly get up to her feet to truly lock in a tight waist-lock, before letting out a huff of exertion as she tried to lift Jessica up, and tilt her sideways to drop her down into the canvas side first in a side-body slam.

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Jessica was confused for a second. She was not sure why Sally stammered through her response. The bell ringing meant that she would not have the opportunity to figure out why. The blonde woman didn't seem like she was taking this too seriously, as her trip to the center of the combat arena had been a slow one. Jessica was a little quicker on the uptake, establishing a central position in the middle of the ring.

Sally's sudden charge forward meant that the blonde woman passed by Jessica with ease. The Violent Violet was practically kicking herself in frustration. Before Sally was to truly get a grip around Jessica's waist, Jessica sent a few elbows back towards Sally's jaw to inform the woman painfully that this was not the best course of action.

[RJD]

Sally was rather quick in slipping round behind Jessica, arms wrapping round her waist tightly with the intention of lifting the taller woman.

" Ugh. Urhh! " Sally grunted, the first elbow making her loosen her grip, before the second made her take a single step back, lifting her hand to poke at her now rattled jaw.

' Well, how about this? " Sally asked, as she jumped into the air and tried to drop kick Jessica hard right in the middle of her back, hoping to send her tumbling forward. If the attack landed, then Sally would land on the ring with a quiet grumble, before planting her palms down on the canvas overhead and throwing her hips up to try to perform a kick up, landing on her feet with only a slight wobble as she got back to her feet speedily.

Naturally against the likes of Jessica, Sally wasn't going to take it easy, so she would try to keep the pressure on by walking towards Jessica as she was rising, and perhaps a little to enthusiastically she would try to grapple the other wrestled from the side, not putting much thought to what came after, far too focused on just acting with haste.