The Queen Vs The Princess; Karen Rose (D) Vs Gil "Arma-Gil-O"

[Arista]

Karen Rose, the newest face in L.A.W! Or more accurately put, the newest heel in L.A.W! Such labels were pretty common-place in L.A.W, separating and categorizing people who fit certain traits and personality types, it really wasn't something Gil let determine what she thought of a person, she would leave that to how she got along with them inside, and outside, of the ring!

Gil was first up to make her way to the ring, she could hardly stand still she was so excited! She bounce from one foot to the other, ready to burst out and see the crowd, the ring, and hear the music!

"Tonight's match is a standard match, the winner will be determined by pinfall, tap-out, or K.O!" The announcer spoke. "It will be a battle between the self-proclaimed "Queen of England", and the self-proclaimed "Smother Princess", so if either of those excite you, you're in for a real treat tonight...!" The crowd roared in approval and anticipation!

"Without further ado, the first competitor! The American, standing at 5'7 and weighting in at 131 pounds, the middleweight, "ARM-A-GIL-OOOOO!" A pop and burst of confetti alongside blaring music welcomes Gil to the arena!

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Gil shot out in star formation, then running from either side of the ramp, high-fiving every, single, person. All on the way to the ring, even stopping to take a couple selfies with her fans, really prolonging her entrance. She finally met the side of the ring, sliding under the bottom-most rope and into the ring!

She hopped from corner to corner, waving and blowing kisses to the crowd, she loved every moment she got to spend with the crowd, fans or not, it was always a great delight! Eventually, she settled, at least the best she could, into the match, still bouncing around as she waited for her opponent, the Queen of England!

[TickTock]

And next came the Queen of England.



If the name didn't tip anyone off, then surely the theme song did, along with the blonde woman walking her way out, dressed entirely in UK Flag themed attire.

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There were quite a few boos that Karen waved off, strutting her way down the aisle, her body having a bit of a bounce to it thanks to her.. extra pounds. "Introducing next, from London England, standing 5'7", weighing in at... The Queen of England, Karen Rooose!" The announcer stated, conveniently not stating the woman's weight as she stepped up the steel steps at ringside, giving said announcer a glare for almost announcing her modest weight of 180 to the crowd and everyone watching at home.

And being the Queen, of course, she waved over the referee to open up the ropes for her to step her way through, before weighing Gil "Hmph, aren't you a cute little one. Don't worry love, I'll make this real quick for ya." Her British accent was quite heavy, almost seemingly played up as she stood in one corner, eyeing the middleweight as though she were no more than a child. After all, who else would dress up in such a outfit?

[Arista]

Being viewed in the way Karen Rose, the great "Queen of England", wasn't a first time thing with Gil, she was viewed that way by a fair few of her opponents, they looked down, or underestimated her because of her attuite, personality, and even her attire choices. This could be considered fair, after all, Gil was here to have fun, and wear cute outfits, and of course playing sport was always a blast, and a favorite hobby of hers!

Gil flashed a smile toward her opponent, the two stood at equal heights, putting them at perfect eye level! Gil approached and offered her hand to the woman. "I'm not sure it'll be all the fast...! I'm pretty good myself...!" Gil giggled. "Sorry, I don't mean to be too full of myself...!" Gil looked Karen up and down, head to toe, quickly.

Her thoughts immediately went to being envious, the woman had more to smother with than she did, and being the self proclaimed future Smother Champion, she always wished she had more options, but glaring down at her own chest, she knew she was pretty limited. But an obstacle like so wouldn't keep her from chasing down a title that didn't exist, (yet!) she had what it took, and she could prove that with a win over someone lie Karen!

[TickTock]

Karen let out a sigh as Gil spoke to her in that cutesy little voice of hers. What, was she trying to be her friend or something? Because the Queen of England didn't make friends with such simpletons like her, dressed up like a child and squeaking like a mouse. Was this really the best girl LAW could throw at her? Like, sure, she was hot stuff, and should get an easy opponent to let her show her stuff off, but... some cutesy goat girl? Hmph.

"Ugh, nevermind, don't talk to me." Karen sneered, waving a hand at Gil, as though to brush her away, waiting for the bell to ring.

And once it did, Karen marched forward, arms raised, seemingly to try and initiate a grapple with the equal-sized woman, only to send up a toe-kick for her gut once she got close. She had no intentions of trying to wrestle a standard match with this pathetic excuse of a wrestler, the future 'Smother Champion', yet Karen herself could smother her skinny self so easily. Karen just wanted to hit a few moves, show the crowd what she can do, and win the match, and move onto brighter pastures than... this goat chick.

[Arista]

Gil stuck her lip out with a pout as the woman brushed her off like the wasn't even worth a second of her time. Her cheeks puffed out. "Whatever you say, but I've been a much tougher challenge than a lot of people have given me credit for, so just watch out...!" Gil didn't apologize for her boasting this time, there was a match to fight, and a match Gil would win!

This was set up to be a battle of what appeared to be pure brawns, and pure speed. Not only that, but a huge difference in personality always made for a great match-up! Gil set herself up, ready to speed away in any direction she needed to, she knew she had that advantage over most everyone thanks to her past experience with sports!

DING DING!

With the ring of the bell, the air shifted, only now did Gil really take in the aura that came from Karen. She reminded her of a teacher, and not the fun one that made life easy, the one that made you dread going to school, and one that made you afraid to ask questions.

Karen walked over, seemingly taking her sweet time. Gil didn't really know how to react, there was little urgency in her approach. But then, a terrible kick to her gut send her keeling over! She stayed on her feet, clutching her gut, never in her time in L.A.W had she had such a reaction to a kick, such force made her cough up spit and had her mouth hanging open, gasping for air.

[TickTock]

Karen didn't like Gil. Not one bit. Maybe as a porcelain doll who's purpose was to be looked at, to show off her thick thighs and cutesy face, and that be it. But no, here she was, with that annoying little tone, wanting to be taken seriously as a competitor. Sheesh, how delusional could one be? To think because you're a bit tall, you can walk into a ring, dressed up as a goat?

Well, Karen intended to teach her why she shouldn't do such a thing, as the first attack of the match landed right on target against Gil's stomach, causing her to keel over, and allowing the blonde to get a handful of that auburn-colored hair, and secure a grip on her head.

"Pathetic." Was all Karen said to her equally tall opponent, in that snide, accent-heavy, superior voice, before a fist came in, aimed for the forehead of Gil. And then a second. And a third. However many until the blonde could try and back Gil up into a corner, to put her at further disadvantage and to, well, punch in the face of someone so beneath her.

[Arista]

Gil had painted a big target on her own back by merely existing in L.A.W it seemed, but that could be said about just about anyone. And Karen seemed to really detest her for reasons Gil couldn't understand.

Getting one good kick to the gut was enough to put her out of commission for a good long second, but that was far from the end of it, that was only the very first blow of many to come! A tight grip on the back of Gil's hair, holding her head in place for three repeated jabs right in the forehead, dazing Gil and furthering her punishment!

Pathetic echoed in her head, she knew she wasn't, she could take down anyone, even someone as brutal, and as tough as Karen! There was just one small issue, she had no idea how!

The relentless flurry of attacks sent Gil stumbling back into the turnbuckles, her head resting on the top-most one. "Mmm!" Gil groaned, there was always this sense of urgency to make move after move in her matches, giving her little to no time to breath, much less think. She had the advantage in terms of speed at least, but that meant little to nothing if she couldn't even knock her opponent down!

[TickTock]

God, this insolent child had no business being in the ring, especially if she got caught out so easily. She deserved those shots to the head, punches that packed not a whole bunch of power behind them, but still quite painful if allowed to be barraged on like that.

And with Gil in the corner now, Karen made sure she didn't get any breathing room, a hand holding her jaw and pushing her head back against the turnbuckle. "You might as well quit now, little thing. Will be a lot less painful." The old woman snarled, before shoving her head back.

Might as well make quick work of her. Karen expected someone of a higher caliber as her opponent, but it seems she wasn't going to get that with Gil. Backing up, the blonde was halfway across the ring before she stopped, and then charged forward once more. Not the quickest thanks to her heels, but eventually, the Queen leaped, aiming a body splash right for the self-proclaimed future Smother champion, and if it connected, then Gil would be, well, smothered by her larger competitor.

[Arista]

Gil wasn't going to be talked down to like that, it was one thing to lose, but it was a completely different thing to be taunted and treated like trash. She knew her worth, she knew she could go toe to toe with the best of them! She was going to prove that here and now, Karen would soon face Gil's smothers, and have to admit that she was a more than capable wrestler!

But firth things first, she needed to get on the offensive... Gil was already in worse for wear shape, but that wasn't to say she was out of fuel, that was far from the truth, this match was young, and she was just getting started! She set her eyes on Karen as she started her charge toward her!

It wasn't too much of a challenge to slip down and roll away as she attempted the body-splash, it wasn't all too narrow of an escape either, she knew that her speed wasn't something Karen could match, she'd just have to think of some way to use that to her advantage...

Gil clambered up to her feet, the positions were flipped, now Karen was the one cornered! Gil knew she could land something before Karen could get out of there, so she backed up to the corner opposite, then took off like a cannonball straight out of a cannon! She jumped up, wrapping her arms around her legs, taking on the form of a ball, aiming directly for Karen's torso! This could go one of two ways, land exactly as intended, knocking the Brit down to her butt, or, she would bounce right off of her, causing practically no damage whatsoever.

[TickTock]

Karen went in with a lot of momentum, and with one big leap...

... she smashed herself face-first onto the turnbuckle, body clashing against the corner instead of the pudgy goat girl in its place just moments ago, and a gasp of pain came from the British woman's mouth, momentarily stunned. This wasn't suppose to happen! Karen was suppose to squash this maggot underneath her boot and use her as a stepping stone, but instead, she was dazed in the corner, turning around and looking blankly ahead as Gil was the one charging at her this time!

"UGH!" Even though Gil was cutesy, she was the same height as Karen, and that cannonball to her stomach made her let out a grunt, fat rippling from the impact, and soon enough, the woman dressed in red and blue fell down onto her rump, legs spread and her hands on her stomach. "Bloody..." She huffed, body hunched up in that corner, mind still a bit foggy from her face's collision. Her glasses were even tilted on her face, she looked like a mess.