Standard Match: Winner to be declared by pinfall, submission, or knockout. If Lydia wins then Ambre bows to Lydia and admits she is better, if Ambre wins then Lydia admits she is capable of becoming a champion.
Lydia hummed softly in preparation as she stretched and got ready backstage. Tonight she would be up against Ambre Brault. A rematch from their last bout against each other almost a year ago now. Of course Lydia didn't give matches against her willy nilly, and made Ambre agree to certain... conditions for her to accept this.
Conditions that would leave Ambre totally humiliated and at her feet literally should she win. And she WOULD win. Making sure her new, more revealing attire was on correctly and snugly on her body she would nod approvingly to herself as she got up and headed towards the entrance curtain, rolling her neck in anticipation before her music began to play. Spoiler
Coming out from behind the curtain Lydia would raise her arms above her head, flexing and showing off her body in her new attire. Naturally she got boos for the most part for her heel actions, but admittedly her new look certainly got some wolf whistles and cheers from the fans in the process. Spoiler
Smirking smugly at this Lydia would make her way down the ramp towards the ring, hopping on the apron and slipping between the ropes before heading to her corner. Leaning against it and waiting for her opponent to come down so that she could get this battle going.
Ambre was in the locker room, warming up as best she could to prepare for an important match tonight. She was stressed, she was going to face Lydia Donelle for the second time, a woman who beat her during their first meeting in addition to having also beaten her during a backstage brawl after a match against her daughter... It wasn't only her desire to prove her ambitions that were at stake tonight, it was also her ego and her respect! Ambre had to learn to earn respect and in the ring, she was ready to make her fists do the talking! Ambre
Theme
She showed up on the ramp when the announcers called her, smiling at the audience while being accompanied by her theme while she confidently walked towards the ring. She seemed relaxed and cheerful, at least until she got into the ring and believed Lydia's look. The Frenchwoman's smile faded slightly, she was going to face a heel and the consequences were going to be big if she lost...
Despite this, the Black Pearl stepped forward to the center of the ring and held her hand out, looking at Lydia seriously and respectfully for a handshake before starting this match... Which was going to be intense physically and emotionally.
Like someone said about me : "You are the biggest cunt on this server, it might be one of gods greatest jokes besides the fact that is is one everyone else, that you some how, some way, hae not been banned yet. You are so fucking entitled and are so high off your own fucking ego that it is astonishing, it must be fucking genetic or nurtured since the day you were out of the womb. I think this community will be great the day you are gone and I hope that day is soon, and might improve further the day i'm gone. I've never been the nicest person, maybe never respected the mode authority like I should, but I never needed to act entitled or like I was perfect in doing so."
Watching the entrance ramp shift to Ambre's entrance Lydia would huff slightly in preparation as the Frenchwoman came down the ramp. Looking as peppy and happy as she did the first time they fought. But that was just fine with her, since she would insure the bout would end just the same way as it did back then. Once Ambre finally made it into the ring and extended a hand out Lydia would just slap it away. "Believe me I intend too." Lydia said with no direct hint of malice or arrogance, just sheer confidence.
Once again, Lydia refused to shake the French girl's hand but this time, she didn't even try to attack the French girl. Ambre straightened up with a slightly more serious look and cracked her knuckles as she silently walked around her opponent, looking her straight in the eye with as much fighting spirit as ever.
DING
The bell rang to announce the start of the match and the French girl threw herself forward, looking to start this match in good and due form with a Lock Up!
Like someone said about me : "You are the biggest cunt on this server, it might be one of gods greatest jokes besides the fact that is is one everyone else, that you some how, some way, hae not been banned yet. You are so fucking entitled and are so high off your own fucking ego that it is astonishing, it must be fucking genetic or nurtured since the day you were out of the womb. I think this community will be great the day you are gone and I hope that day is soon, and might improve further the day i'm gone. I've never been the nicest person, maybe never respected the mode authority like I should, but I never needed to act entitled or like I was perfect in doing so."
Once again refusing to show respect towards her opponent Lydia would instead silently circle her opponent, hands raising up in preparation for her the bout ahead, stepping forward to lock up with the french woman! Huffing slightly as she locked up and pushed against the younger woman Lydia would raise a leg up before stomping down on the girl's foot! If it worked then Lydia would turn on her heel, moving her arms to try and grab Ambre's head before pulling her over to try and lock her down with a headlock take down!
Ambre was sure to win this lock-up, she was one of the physically strongest wrestlers in LAW and had never lost a test of strength... At least, when her opponents fought with fair play. The Frenchwoman's eyes widened when her foot was crushed by her opponent's heel, the surprise and pain made her let go of the Lock-up and gave Lydia time to trap the Frenchwoman in a headlock followed by a take down.
"Ouuch !!.."
Ambre was sitting on the ground and raised her hand to reflexively grab her opponent's arm, squeezing it with a strong grip so that the pain was enough to dissuade Lydia from releasing her!
Like someone said about me : "You are the biggest cunt on this server, it might be one of gods greatest jokes besides the fact that is is one everyone else, that you some how, some way, hae not been banned yet. You are so fucking entitled and are so high off your own fucking ego that it is astonishing, it must be fucking genetic or nurtured since the day you were out of the womb. I think this community will be great the day you are gone and I hope that day is soon, and might improve further the day i'm gone. I've never been the nicest person, maybe never respected the mode authority like I should, but I never needed to act entitled or like I was perfect in doing so."
Smirking evilly as she took control of the early match lock up with her dirty trick Lydia would happily pull Ambre's head tight against her chest for a side headlock, intending to weaken the black pearl a bit. Unfortunately however the French woman had other ideas!
"Nghhh! What!?" Lydia hissed out in shock, looking down and seeing her arm grabbed and knowing she couldn't deal with that for long.
As such she shifted gears, trying to lift her leg up to drive a knee into Ambre's stomach to loosen her grip before shifting her own hands to grab Ambre by the hair and pull backwards, trying to take her off her feet and slam the girl into the mat back of the head first with a hair pull head slam!
Ambre grabbed Lydia's wrist and squeezed it with all her might, surprising her opponent who slightly released her grip to use strikes instead. The Frenchwoman took a knee to the stomach, hard enough to make her sigh in pain but not enough to make her fall to one knee on the ground... However, Ambre stopped squeezing her opponent's wrist, letting Lydia prepare her next attack...
"Gah!.. Kahhhhh!!"
But unlike the knee hit, the Head Slam had done more damage! The Black Pearl crashed against the ground head first, making her vision slightly blurred for a few seconds before rolling to the side, trying to distance herself by finding herself near the ropes. Ambre used her ropes to lean on them and get up, discreetly watching Lydia out of the corner of her eye and waiting for her opponent to arrive to counter her, if that moment presented itself.
Like someone said about me : "You are the biggest cunt on this server, it might be one of gods greatest jokes besides the fact that is is one everyone else, that you some how, some way, hae not been banned yet. You are so fucking entitled and are so high off your own fucking ego that it is astonishing, it must be fucking genetic or nurtured since the day you were out of the womb. I think this community will be great the day you are gone and I hope that day is soon, and might improve further the day i'm gone. I've never been the nicest person, maybe never respected the mode authority like I should, but I never needed to act entitled or like I was perfect in doing so."
Lydia smirked widely as she watched the effects of her simple but oh so deviously effective move. Slamming Ambre's head against the mat like a basketball Lydia would step back with her hands raised, watching with predatory patience as her opponent used the ropes to get up, seemingly stunned from the head slam.
'There.' Lydia thought, dashing forward and reaching up with her arms, aiming to slam her elbow into Ambre's chest to knock the wind out of her, or keep it out really. If successful then Lydia's hand would go to the girl's hair turning and pulling her along before jumping up and aiming to bring Ambre down with a bulldog!
Ambre clearly didn't have time to breathe or think. Lydia continued to chain together precise and well-placed moves, each time preventing Ambre from reacting. As soon as she was finally able to think, her lungs were emptied of air, and when she was standing panting, Lydia slammed the Frenchwoman's face against the mast so she couldn't think.
"Ughhhh..."
A long gasp of pain escaped the Frenchwoman, who sat up for a long time. She couldn't think too much, but her situation was so desperate that she decided to act on instinct, without thinking about whether a decision was right or wrong or the choices she was offered. No, as soon as she stood up on her knees, her mind was clear: as soon as she found herself face to face with her opponent's stomach, she would swing her fists with all her might for a belly punch!
Like someone said about me : "You are the biggest cunt on this server, it might be one of gods greatest jokes besides the fact that is is one everyone else, that you some how, some way, hae not been banned yet. You are so fucking entitled and are so high off your own fucking ego that it is astonishing, it must be fucking genetic or nurtured since the day you were out of the womb. I think this community will be great the day you are gone and I hope that day is soon, and might improve further the day i'm gone. I've never been the nicest person, maybe never respected the mode authority like I should, but I never needed to act entitled or like I was perfect in doing so."
