A Clash of Colors: Ripley vs Ashley

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Match Type: Hardcore, No DQ, Falls Count Anywhere Match
Wrestlers: "The Unbelievable" Ripley vs Ashley "The Red Menace" Morgan

Ripley got dressed in back with Neo watching over her. He worked on pep talking her, "I heard this girl is tough, but you have taken on tougher opponents. Just take your time and let her tire herself out. Also watch your big mouth out there, don't piss her off too much!" Ripley nodded along as usual as she put on her normal wrestling gear. She had signed up for another No DQ, falls count anywhere match. Her last one was against Bengal. That one had not worked out in her favor. She was looking to turn around her luck with this one. I mean how dangerous could this punk girl be. Once changed Ripley and Neo headed out to the entrance ramp and waited for her music to start.

Ripley

Neo

Tonight scheduled for one fall...
We have a Hardcore No Disqualifications...
FALLS! COUNT! ANYWHERE! MATCH!!!

Introducing first...
Standing at 5 foot 6...
Weighing 135 pounds...
Hailing from Milwaukee, Wisconsin...
Known as the Green Haired Beauty with a Mouth...

THE UNBELIEVABLE!!!
RIPLEY!!!!!!

Entrance Music

Here Comes the Boom by Nelly started blaring over the speakers as Ripley stepped out onto the top of the ramp. Her name flashing on the jumbotron as pyrotechnics went off. She blew kisses and winked at the crowd. She strutted down the ramp waving, shaking hands, signing autographs, and blowing more kisses. Neo followed close behind her. Once at the ring, Ripley ran up and dove under the bottom rope. She got to her knees, bending her back seductively before winking at the camera. She then hopped up to her feet before heading to her ring corner. She climbed it and blew kisses to the crowd before posing with her tongue sticking out and holding both hands out with victory Vees. She hopped off the corner and turned around loosening up before her match. Neo joined her in her corner, as a silent assurance. She hopped from foot to foot ready for the fight. She watched the ramp waiting to get the first glimpse of her opponent.

[Afterhoursclub]

The Red Menace was always ready to fight. Ashley prided herself on her fighting skills; she was confident in her abilities and knew how intimidating she appeared to others. Her size, coupled with her tough and unfriendly demeanor, sealed the deal. Of course, these same attributes had caused her a whole lot of troubles in the past... countless backstage altercations and matches that turned into complete wars were evidence enough of this fact.

Still, Ashley did not care... If anyone disliked her, they were welcome to come and try to say it to her face. Regardless of size, weight or even if they were wrestlers or not! And Ashley's opponent for tonight was... well... a whole weight class smaller than her.

"Ripley?" she asked the moment she was told about the match. "Not ringing any bells!". The Redhead had not heard anything about the small green-haired girl previous to being booked in the match. But that didn't stop The Red Menace from accepting anyway. If they were looking for a beating, then she was more than happy to grant their wishes.

The "No DQ/Hardcore" stipulation mattered little to her; Ashley never needed anything besides her own two hands to dismantle her opponents.

The lights dimmed in the arena, suddenly Ashley's theme Enemies by Eleine blasted through the speakers, and soon after, The Red Menace stormed through the curtains. Her raging gaze coursed through the crowd. No smiles, no friendly gestures- Just anger.

Ashley Morgan

"Entering the ring next, from Cambridge, England - Weighing 175 pounds - She is The Red Menace, Ashley Morgan!"

Her boots hit the metal ramp hard with every step, her eyes fixed on the ring. She grabbed the middle rope and pulled herself up, passing between the top and second ropes. Ashley stood tall, eyes burning like fire, staring at her opponent. Her expression unreadable, but her intentions clear: she was here to conquer.

Suddenly, her gaze slithered toward the boy at ringside. An inquisitive look appeared on Ashley's face; she wasn't expecting anyone else. After staring him down for a few moments, her attention went back to Ripley.

Ashley turned and walked back toward her corner. Eagerly waiting for the bell.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley watched as her red-headed opponent walked down the ramp. She seemed like a very nice person as long as it was opposite day. She entered the ring and Ripley looked up at a girl who was just as big, if not bigger, than her boyfriend Neo. Ripley gulped, big girls were always a hard match. "So does the carpet match the drapes? Or is your hair as fake as your whole persona?" Ripley liked to get the trash talking started early.

The ref had them come to the center of the ring. He went over the rules again, or more the lack of rules, before sending them back to their corners. Once both wrestlers were set he signaled for the bell.

DING!!! DING!!!

The match began. Ripley took her kickboxing stance and circled her opponent cautiously for a second, before charging at her. Once close she will try to jump at her and hit her in the face with a flying knee strike.

[Afterhoursclub]

"Hmph, cute!" was Ashley's reaction after hearing the short gal's teasing words, a dark grin adorning the redhead's face.

Ashley kept her eyes fixed on Ripley the entire time the referee talked. Her expression remained like carved stone, except for the faint glimpse of a smirk that still lingered on her lips. Ashley would never praise an opponent, but she had to admit that Ripley possessed a certain "look" that made her pleasant to the eyes. "You will look much better under my boot, sweetie." The Brit thought to herself.

As soon as the bell rang, Ashley instantly adopted her wrestling stance. She leaned forward, knees slightly bent, back arched, both arms at her sides. Her claw-like fingers were dancing in the air while she was watching Ripley walking around her. Ashley waited.

Suddenly, the green-haired gal charged at her, jumping into the air in an attempt to hit her with a flying knee.

"A bit too eager, are we?" Ashley shot teasingly, pulling her body back while quickly clutching her arms together, looking to catch Ripley's leg in mid-air.

Ashley would then turn around and drop the small girl hard into the canvas with a hefty bodyslam.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

The bell rang and the two wrestlers took their stances and circled each other. Ripley sometimes liked to play things cautious, but with such an intimidating and larger opponent, she knew she had to make to the first move. She thought fuck it and charged at her trying to deliver a flying knee strike.

As Ripley jumped she was feeling pretty good about her strategy. She even started saying a little one liner, Thought I would fix your ugl... Wooooaah!!! Before she could finish her sentence and hit Ashley with the knee, the Red-head stepped back and caught Ripley's leg. She then slammed Ripley down onto the canvas with a body slam.

Ripley hit the mat hard, the air rushing from her lungs. She let out a large gasp, then groan. That hurt is all Ripley could think about. If Ashley wasn't on top of her Ripley's instincts would take over and she would roll away. She would try and roll over to the ropes and use them to climb up to her feet.

[Afterhoursclub]

-SLAM-

A thunderous impact filled the air inside the ring as Ashley dropped Ripley square onto her back, clashing violently with the canvas and making the entire mat shake. Ashley stood there, contemplating Ripley's writhing figure for a few moments. "Ops, sorry about that, sweetheart!" the redhead teased her opponent. It was a dominant start for the Brit, just the way she liked. Ashley loved to dictate the pace of her matches right from the beginning, letting her adversaries know the mess they were in pretty early, and so far, this was exactly how she imagined things going when she stepped into the squared circle with the green-haired gal.

The Brit stretched her arms, as if she were just warming up. Suddenly, she saw Ripley's figure trying to roll away and toward the ropes.

"Where are you going?" asked the redhead, taking a few steps to catch on with the rolling girl and instantly dropping herself down, with one arm up, and with her elbow pointing directly at Ripley's chest. If she was successful, Ashley would stop Ripley right on the spot with a heavy Elbow Drop.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley was slammed onto the mat, causing her to gasp as the wind was knocked out of her. She laid there in pain for a second as her opponent teased her and celebrated. Ripley began rolling away, trying to escape to the safety of the ropes. It seemed Ashley didn't want that. She even asked Ripley where she was running off to. "I was thinking about getting a coffee. I could look for a doctor while I am out to take that stick out of your ass!" Ripley mockingly answered her.

Her answer did not seem to dissuade the Red-head. Ashley quickly caught up with her. She quickly dropped down, smashing her elbow into Ripley's chest. "OOOMPH!!! Fuck why do mean chicks always attack the tits!!!" Ripley complained as her opponents elbow slammed between her generous breasts and right into her solar plexus. The move stunned her, she rolled there in pain now instead of escape. Ripley was going to need to come up with a counter attack soon. So far the momentum has completely been in Ashley's favor.

[Afterhoursclub]

"You talk too much!" An annoyed Ashley fired back, just after her massive arm slammed hard against the green-haired girl's chest. Stopping Ripley's attempt to escape right on the spot. Ashley smirked briefly while seeing her opponent contort on the floor. However, the readhead was far from done.

"You like to run that mouth of yours, don't you?" Ashley asked, a vile tone accompanying her words. "Alright, let's hear you sing, then!"

The Brit grabbed Ripley's legs and rotated her in place, making her lie on her belly. Still clutching her opponent's legs, Ashley would then proceed to sit on Ripley's lower back, wrenching the girl's lower limbs, trapping her in a cruel Boston Crab. Ashley kept pulling hard, testing the small girl's flexibility to the extreme.

Boston Crab

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ashley it seems was already getting tired of Ripley's mouth. Gets up after dropping her elbow on Ripley. Ripley is still trying recover as Ashley grabs her legs and flips her over onto her stomach. She tells Ripley to sing for her. "I only sing in the showWWWWWWERR!!! FUCK!!! Ripley's sentence turns to a scream of pain as Ashley locks in a Boston Crab. She waists no time and pulls back hard, bending Ripley's back in an unnatural way.

Neo yells for Ripley to get out of there, but Ashley has her locked down pretty well. Ripley still digs deep and tries to start crawling towards the ropes, hoping to grab them and pull herself free of Ashley's hold. With tears in her eyes, Ripley crawls and starts saying, "This is nothing! But I guess it probably works on all the little girls you bully!"

[Afterhoursclub]

"Yeah, keep talking, darlin'," Ashley laughed. "See how far that gets you..."

Ashley pulled even harder, turning the little green-haired girl into an almost perfect "C" shape with how much her body was bent. The redhead was surprised that Ripley was still conscious, but that could be easily fixed. With a careless gesture, Ashley released her opponent's feet, which fell with a loud -THUD- to the ground.

She took a few steps back, cracking her knuckles. "Get up!" She ordered Ripley. "Get up, now!" Ashley waited, bringing both arms in front of her face, adopting a boxing stance.