L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

'Gold Rush', Isabelle Romero vs Alizeh Midori, 'The Emerald Storm'
Match Type: "Standard."
Win by scoring a pinfall of three seconds on the opponent, forcing a wrestler to submit, or knocking the wrestler out. Additionally, if a wrestler remains outside the ring for too long, they will be disqualified after a ten count. Furthermore, if a wrestler performs an illegal move and is caught in the act by the in-ring official, they will be disqualified.
Standard rules - DQs, Count-outs, and the submission or pinfall MUST happen within the confines of the ring.

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"...Entering first, hailing from Barcelona, Spain...standing at 6'0 and weighing in at 155 lbs...THE GLIMMERING GOLD STANDARD OF WRESTLING, BRINGING HER GORGEOUS, GILDED GLORY TO THE RING OF LAW...GOLD RUSH...ISABELLE...ROMERO-!!!"


Wow, what an introduction~...Isabelle felt humbled and honored to be bestowed with such a fabulous, endearing, sensational call-out. She stepped through the entryway and stood at the top of the ramp, posing for all to see as her black and gold-lined outfit shimmered and sparkled with every minor turn, leaving little to the imagination as her smooth, supple skin shined and shimmered like gold beneath the bright arena lights. The gilded Spanish wrestler left quite an impression upon the crowd, who cheered and swooned at the tan-skinned woman's beauty. Hearing the crowd's adoration and praise caused Isabelle to feel a little flustered. She was brand new...a foreigner from a far-off land...A new face in a world unfamiliar to her, so far from her home and family...and yet-...these wonderful people still treated her like royalty. They admired her beauty, her finesse, her passionate attitude. The beautiful Spanish wrestler had all the poise and style of a modern-day queen, with the grit and strength of a bullfighter. She was prideful yet modest. She always puts respect first. Be it toward the ring, the people, or her opponent. Many in the stands were enraptured by warm personality and charm, but most of all, they were excited to see how Spain's so-called 'Gold Standard' of wrestling would fare in the ring of LAW. They had heard great things about her and seen clips and highlights of some of her matches. She was talented, skilled, graceful...She had all the workings of a star with the potential of a prodigy and the experience of a veteran. She was SURE to do great.

Well, without further ado, Isabelle took a deep breath and made her way to the ring. One foot after the other, the gilded, glamorous Spaniard struts down the ramp with a hint of elegance and class in her stride. Her long, brown-blonde hair flowed in the wind as the exotic Spaniard's hips wiggled with every step, hypnotizing the crowd with her luster. She reaches the steel steps and proceeds up to the apron, wiping the soles of her boots against the ring's outer edge to show respect to all those who had come before her. She slips through the ropes with a classy, light-hearted expression, her attire hugging her body, accentuating her well-pronounced curves and assets. She brushed her hair back and struck yet another pose before moving toward her corner, stretching and loosening up ahead of time, preparing herself for what was sure to be an exciting, albeit difficult battle...because the Spanish woman was facing none other than the Emerald Storm as her debut opponent. It was time to see if Isabelle could live up to the gold standard she had set for herself...

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Alizeh was pumped up right now. Tonight she was slated for a match against a debuting opponent, but one with no small amount of experience in the ring. Almost like an inverse against her match with Valley Doll, who had little experience but had a few LAW matches under her belt, albeit dark matches. Tonight thought she was instead up against someone who by all accounts was something of a veteran, who had no small amount of advantages over Alizeh beyond experience, and it excited her. This is exactly what she wanted after Apex, matches that challenged her, that allowed her to showcase why she deserved to be in the main event, why she was here. Now all she had to do was make her entrance.

"And her opponent, from Port Aransas, Texas... Standing at 5'7 and weighing 153 pounds, bring forth a surge of excitement that can blast anyone away... The Emerald Storm! Alizehhhhhh Midoriiiiiiii!!!!

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Along with the crackle of lightning electric guitars and heavy bass riffs would fill the arena, immediately getting the crowd riled back up as Alizeh came out! Becoming quite the fan favorite in LAW over the past year via Apex it was no surprise the reactions Alizeh was getting as she made her way down the ramp with a pep in her step, excited grin present on her face as she high fived some fans on her way down the ramp before making it to the ring. Taking a deep breath Alizeh would run forward, hopping onto the apron and turning to pose for the crowd who cheered and wolf whistled as she showed off her form in her form fitting white and orange gear.

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Vaulting over the ropes all together and into the ring Alizeh now found herself face to face with her opponent and damn was she a feast to the eyes, definitely better than another certain gold themed wrestler Alizeh knew. Approaching the center of the ring Alizeh would hold her hand out to the older woman with a smile. Hola bella dama, espero que estés tan emocionada por esto como yo./hello beautiful lady, hope you're as excited for this as I am." Alizeh said in spanish, knowing that it was the native tongue of her opponent, and being no stranger to the language herself thought it would be a fun way to initiate things, even if it was a different dialect.

After witnessing Alizeh's entrance, Isabelle would clap and bow her head toward the woman, giving her a nod of respect as the Emerald Storm made her way through, glistening like the gem she was beneath the arena's bright overhead lighting. When Alizeh approached her and welcomed her in Spanish, Isabelle's eyes widened with glee and surprise before she returned the greeting.

"Oh cielos, no esperaba un saludo tan halagador. Entre esto y la multitud, me siento como una reina, todos ustedes son muy amables. Esta es una recepción bastante cálida para mi pequeño, no estoy muy seguro de merecer toda esta atención. Ah, mi cara se está poniendo roja, estoy tan avergonzada~..." (Oh my stars, I wasn't expecting such a flattering greeting. Between this and the crowd, I feel like a queen, you all are too kind. This is quite a warm reception for little old me, I'm not quite sure I deserve all this spotlight. Ah, my face is getting all red, I'm so embarrassed~...) Isabelle responded, returning the kindness in their shared dialect.

"Por cierto, tu español es fantástico. Me siento muy honrado de enfrentarme a la 'Tormenta Esmeralda', especialmente ahora que sé que es tan hospitalaria y amable. He oído mucho sobre ti y tu impresionante permanencia aquí dentro de este ring, así que espero lo mejor de ti~... y podría decir, tú misma eres extremadamente hermosa... realmente digna del nombre Esmeralda~..." (Your Spanish is terrific, by the way. I'm quite honored to be facing the 'Emerald Storm' herself, especially now that I know she's so hospitable and kind. I've heard quite a lot about you and your impressive tenure here within this ring, so I expect the best out of you~...and might I say, you're extremely beautiful yourself...truly befitting of the Emerald name~...) Isabelle would see Alizeh's offer to shake her hand, and she would accept it with grace and elegance. She gave Alizeh a firm shake, but on top of that, she would also place her lips atop the woman's hand, giving it a soft kiss across Alizeh's skin...the gold-themed Spaniard bestowing upon her a forward gesture of warmth, respect...and adoration~

"I look forward to putting on a wonderful match with you tonight. Push me to my limits, and I shall do the same. She said, smiling warmly at the woman before stepping away toward her corner, letting her hips sway gently with every step she took.

Alizeh's smile widened a bit seeing how her welcoming gesture was taken by the new comer, that being very very well with Isabelle responding right back in spanish in a pretty humble and earnest way. Something that definitely furthered Alizeh's respect points for the woman as far as how she viewed her. Which was already pretty high in all honesty. After all despite being the one with a longer tenure in LAW, the Gold Rush's experience in wrestling still dwarfed Alizeh's own with the woman definitely being the veteran between them and Alizeh had seen quite a few matches of the woman, without a match between them being the reason.

No Alizeh just genuinely found the woman's style impressive and she'd be lying if she said she didn't take a few beats from the woman. Which was actually a major contributor for her excitement for this match and want to make sure Isabelle knew it. "Llámelo saludo para que coincida con la apariencia, su alteza./Call it a greeting to match the look you're highness." Alizeh said in jest to Isabelle with a chuckle and small shake of her head before raising an eyebrow as, even after shaking hands Isabelle held onto Alizeh's own, raising it up and kissing her hand. Blushing softly from this Alizeh would then pull their hands towards her, turning them over so the older woman's was facing up so Alizeh could lean down and press her own lips against Isabelle's in kind before dropping their hands and looking at her opponent with a small, even bashful smile.

"Ahora me halagas... "Fiebre del oro" Pero me aseguraré de estar a la altura de tus expectativas. Especialmente como fanático de su propia carrera antes de esta empresa./Now you flatter me.. "Gold Rush" But I'll be sure to live up to your expectations. Especially as a fan of your own career prior to this company." Alizeh said back, returning the praise in kind, and making sure the respect shown to her was returned, along with all the feelings associated, especially the adoration with how Alizeh was looking her opponent up and down before walking backwards to her corner, partially so she could watch Isabelle's rear sway to and fro.

"Believe me, I have every intention too." Alizeh said in acknowledgement of Isabelle's last pre match words, returning to english as well as her back hit the corner, hands already raising up as the bell rang, officially starting the match and prompting Alizeh to shoot from her corner, circling Isabelle with a focused look on her face, prepared to let Isabelle make the first move in her first LAW match!

Isabelle smiles at Alizeh, admiring her passion and kindness. When the green-haired woman returned her gesture of admiration, the gilded Spaniard chuckled softly as she blushed. The two would share a bit of banter as they got to know one another, with Isabelle learning that Alizeh is a fan of hers, taking note of some of her moves from her earlier years. This warmed the Spanish woman's heart, making her feel elated that she was able to not only inspire someone but meet them in the ring. Many say to never meet your heroes, but Isabelle was about to prove that old saying wrong. She claps her hands together and smiles with delight, giving Alizeh an eager look as the two make their promise toward one another to give everything they've got to meet that 'gold standard' that Isabelle was known for. Shortly after, the bell rings, and the match is on!!! Isabelle stepped forward with grace and finesse, every strut showing off her modest, gorgeous, well-trained body until she stopped in the center of the ring, tossing her hands up as an invitation for Alizeh, offering a classic Collar-and-Elbow tie-up for their starting move...a simply contest of grit, strength, and skill to decide who would take the reins of the match first...

Starting the bout off on a good foot was no problem at all for Alizeh and Isabelle, after all there was clearly already a mutual admiration, and maybe even attraction for eachother out of the gate. Though that latter part would remain to be seen till more time passed, but what would matter for now was what actions each would start the match out with. As far as Isabelle it seemed the woman was content with a slower, more traditional start by hold her hands up for a lock up, something that made Alizeh smirk in response as she nodded. No words being needed as she lifted her hands up and grasped hold of Isabelle's hands, starting to push and jockey against her, trying to match the taller woman in strength, even pushing up against her so that their chests were pressing into each other while Alizeh's chin was near resting on Isabelle's shoulder, quite literally pushing against each other with everything she had

The ladies grapple and tie up in the center of the ring, kicking this match off with a well-paced, classic -BANG- as they collide. Though they fought in a back-and-forth struggle, this game of tug-of-war was an explosive clash of epic proportions as the two vie for control and dominance. Their bodies slam and mash against each other, the skin-on-skin contact representative of the ongoing war for the slightest inch of ground gained over one another. Isabelle could feel Alizeh's body rubbing up and down her figure, her opponent's head ramming into her shoulder to apply extra force while simultaneously jutting against it gently, nestling between her chest and shoulder. Isabelle lets out a soft moan that would roll down Alizeh's back and neck with a heavy exhale. She lowers her head, tilting it downward to nudge against the green-haired woman's forehead, trying to keep her feet planted as the two wrestle about. The tension was thick, and the pressure was ever-increasing. However, Isabelle knew of a way to seize control, quickly decreasing her effort and allowing Alizeh to push her back. She pulls Alizeh back, forcing the Emerald Storm to overwhelm her at a rapid rate as they get closer to the corner. On the drop of a dime, Isabelle pivots on her foot and twists, spiraling around with Alizeh and swapping places, intent on putting HER in the corner instead of winding back-first against the turnbuckle herself.

Neither woman wasting any time to get things going they met in the middle of the ring with a near seismic impact, pushing and struggling against each other to try and gain an advantage. Thus far despite the height advantage she held it looked as if Isabella was falling short as Alizeh pushed her back to a corner! Only for Isabelle at the last moment to turn and bring Alizeh back first into the corner instead as a ploy! 'Shit!' Alizeh thought to herself before acting quickly. Lifting her leg up suddenly as high as she could Alizeh would bring her down on their conjoined hands to break that grip. Then if successful she would look to use the momentum of her leg to drop down, under Isabelle and trying to duck past her while twisting her body and pulling on the older woman's arm, displaying her technical ability while at the same time trying to get out of the corner with a dynamic arm drag!

Isabelle managed to reverse Alizeh's attempts at trapping her, swinging the green-haired beauty around and sending her careening into the nearest corner. Had Isabelle been any faster, she might've been able to scout the Emerald Storm's incoming move. The Spanish beauty's eyes widened as Alizeh broke the grapple with her leg, separating one arm from Isabelle before the woman quickly spun around after ducking past the gilded grappler. Before she knew it, Isabelle was flipped over, dragged down to the canvas, and TOSSED to the wayside with a well-executed Arm Drag. Isabelle is sent tumbling across the mat, but she manages to roll with her momentum, catching herself and managing to push back up to her feet before things take a turn for the worse. She dusts herself off with a couple of pat-downs and brushes, thoroughly intrigued so far by Alizeh's technical ability. Her moves were elegant, swift, and calculated...much like Isabelle's, which delighted the Spaniard.

Oh yeah that opening exchange had proven to Alizeh that this would be a good match, one where technical ability would be at the forefront, and against someone she admired like Isabelle no less? Yeah she wanted this and she was excited to get it done. Watching as Isabelle smoothly got back to her feet despite the arm drag Alizeh would dart towards the woman again, as she approached Alizeh would reach forward to try and grab the woman's hand and twist while turning, as if to go for another arm drag. Only it would be a ploy, because as Alizeh dipped she would suddenly pivot on her feet and duck down before scooting back, trying to slip behind Isabell with th woman's arm in two, pulling it up and behind the taller woman's back for a hammerlock!