L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: Standard

Renee holding the Loserbelt championship

Renee was backstage, still mad that she was holding the Loserbelt Championship. She would then bump into a tall woman. There she would immediately get on the defensive.

“Watch where you’re fucking standing. This is a pathway and… oh wow. Look at you, you giraffe looking motherfucker. You know you don’t intimidate me, right.”

Kalina was normally never to stick around in the back stages of anywhere. Normally, after a "job", Kalina would have been gone home and.. that is what she was doing. However, a text dinged. She grudgingly picked her phone up and looked at it. It was an advertisement for soap. She blinked.

Slowly, she looked down at herself. She had barely broken a sweat for her match, a shocking silent affair that had ended in one minute and twenty two seconds.

Her lips pursed. She put the phone down when something came barreling into her, body collapsing against her own, her face against her breasts. Kalina stared at the little woman holding a belt- was this what champions were made of here? She hoped not, as the string of expletives bubbled out, pointing at her. It gave her pause, but she merely shrugged. Her palm patted the forehead of Renee, and Kalina moved to the side, giving her way. She paused. Then cocked her head to the side, muttering a little.

"Swearing doesn't make you cool."

“What was that? I didn’t hear you. What? Swearing isn’t cool? Yeah. Wearing horns on your head ain’t the shits either too, bitch.”

But that’s when Renee got an idea, or at least a good idea at the time. She was way more experienced than this girl and not knowing how she truly was. A perfect candidate to dump the Loserbelt Championship to.

“Know what. You seem like the perfect idi- I mean suck- I mean opponent to challenge for my LAW belt. How about this. You and me in the ring for my belt, right now.”

In her younger days, Kalina had a bit of.. a temper. A really big, fiery and explosive one. But now she was mature, dampened down by the world..

But it had never truly left her. And looking at this girl talk and talk, Kalina almost felt a spark of the old chip on her shoulder she used to constantly carry erupt into existence. As the stream of insults carried across her like a wave, Kalina simply brushed it off.

Until she got challenged for a belt. She eyed it, then looked at Renee. Was she stupid? Challenging someone half a foot taller than herself was not ideal, not even for Kalina. But.. it was her funeral.

“Lead the way.”

A few minutes later, the LAW Crowd was getting hyped as they were seeing a championship match right in front of them. Renee’s music started playing as they would start booing but also laughing at the Renegade for her title situation.

Renee’s New Theme

Announcer: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall. And is for the Loserbelt Championship. Making her way to the ring. From St. Paul Minnesota, The Loserbelt Champion, Renee “Renegade” Steinhauser”!

Renee would look at the crowd and would hold her championship belt. She would then cover her face in shame a bit before walking down the ramp. She also flipped off a few noisy people in the front row as she would climb up the steel steps and entered the ring. She then walked up the bell guy and handed her Loserbelt title to them. She then stretched on the ropes as she waited for her opponent to make her entrance.

Kalina softly hummed as she readied herself for the ring. She had her gear in front of her but..

She paused. Looking at Renee’s entrance, she noticed something. The spotlight zoomed in on the belt.. the Loser Belt.

THAT, was what she was fighting for? Her lips pursed, as she would dust off her thighs and button up her own outfit. She put her suit and tie back on.

“I don’t want that..”

She said to nobody in particular, but Kalina pushed herself to her feet, and walked into the arena to a roar of boos and cheers.

She stepped into the ring. Stared down Renee and lightly frowned.

“You didn’t tell me it was the Loser belt .”

“Well maybe if you had eyes, you’d see that I’m holding this piece of shit title. I ain’t exactly happy to be carrying it either. But don’t worry, you’ll get real used to wearing this around once I kick your ass.”

The bell would ring and Renee would circle the ring with Kaliana. There, she would then stand in the middle of the ring, challenging Kaliana to a test of strength. However, if Kaliana were to accept the test of strength, Renee would act like she was actually gonna do a test of strength until she stomped on the foot of Kaliana before headbutting her straight in the nose. There she backed up and would taunt her.

“There’s more where that came from, you bitch.”

That was when Renee decided to press her luck and ran at her to do a shoulder tackle. However, if she were to miss or get countered, Renee would be in a world of pain.