Jessica hated going into a match blind. The Violent Violet was a tactical woman, and wanted to know everything about her opponent. She was scanning through everything that LAW had to offer about Ruby, which was decidedly little. There was a press release about this woman jointing the company, but other than that, there was nothing. Jessica searched and searched. After her second hour without even finding b roll matches wherever she was from, Jessica gave up.
She checked her phone again. Ruby was a heavyweight, which was a pain. The Violent Violet was acclimated to being the larger woman in the ring, and as part of that the stronger one too. If she had some idea of what she was getting into, she would have a better idea of what she would need to do to win the match.
She set her phone down, and started walking to the entrance area. When Jessica didn't know what to do, she knew that she could always rely on one thing: her sheer brutality. Bigger women had more power, sure, but it meant that they might not always have that much steam in them. If Jessica could force the issue by coming out fast and strong, she could bury her opponent.
Little sister there's blood on the tracks...
Jessica's music blared over the loudspeaker as she made her way down to the ring. Unlike her opponent, Jessica opted to flip off all the fans as she made her way down to the ring. She slipped under the bottom rope, and stared at her opponent.
"They're gonna need a fat fucking coffin for you..." She taunted.