Julie O'Reilly vs Nikki Nitro - Gingelectric!

[Jaystar]

Julie O'Reilly vs Nikki Nitro
Electric Cage PoW Match
Best of Three Falls
Falls can be scored via pinfall, submission, or KO
No disqualifications
PoW Privileges for the winner apply


"Come on Isa, you don't need to babysit me! How many times have I told you that?!?"
"Based on all the recent events, I don't really think you're in a position to say that, Julie."
"Oh come on! I was hungover! And she made a surprise attack!!!"
"Still needed me to save you."
"Yeah but that's not how wrestling works!!! Besides, this is a proper arena, not your apartment!!!"
"Well I certainly wish it had never been my apartment the last time either..."
"I know, I'm sorry!!! But can we just please now move on already?!?"
"So you think I'm just going to let you get electrocuted this time?"
"You... I... It's just an electric cage!!! And this is the actual LAW arena! We're not in your apartment this time around!!!"
"This doesn't seem any safer than my apartment."
"Oh, for... But you have no domain here! This is my match!!! You couldn't even get in to the cage!!! There's no point in you being here!"
"*Deep Sigh* Well, at least I offered. Go on then, if you're so sure of yourself."
"I've done this in the past, Isa! I'm not a child.... Besides, she's some lightweight babyface newcomer."
"Oh, this Nikki, you mean? You just told me that you didn't know anything about her..."
"Well, no, I don't! Except for those details... But come on! I mean, you don't have to worry There's nothing to worry!!"
"Fine. I won't come with you. But I'll be keeping an eye."
"Fine! As long as you... Stay here!"


Storming off into the gorilla position, Julie O'Reilly couldn't help rolling her eyes in frustration. She was pretty sure that she had gone through this similar discussion in this kind of a similar situation with her friend Isa before... Who naturally only held good intentions with wanting to look after her, while Julie wasn't very receptive to such caretaking at all. Granted, after the recent disaster she had gotten herself in with Renee Steinhauser, Isa did hold the right to consider herself as a protector, or savior of sorts for Julie... But even if the last time had turned out to be a big mistake on Julie's part, considering the very unusual circumstances, tonight was going to be as business-as-usual match in the LAW arena. She didn't need Isa to meddle in with anything like this!

Or, to be exact, tonight wasn't quite as business-as-usual after all. Not with an electrified cage and PoW stipulations being on the cards... But all of those elements were frankly making Julie just more intrigued. Contrary to Isa, who was only getting worried by it all... No, tonight felt like providing some unique opportunities. And Julie was keen to take them on!

Julie O'Reilly - The Velvet Hood: Entrance Attire

Entrance theme: Lana Del Rey - Blue Velvet

The soft tunes of Julie's entrance theme filled the arena, and the Velvet Hood made her appearance hopping cheerfully down the ramp. Managing to eradicate her feellings of frustration, at least visibly from her face, the gingerhead approached the ring carrying her signature pice of lasso rope on her other hand, while holding a mischievous smile on her face. She soon spotted some stairs going up towards the cage, where an official inside it opened the door for the approaching contestant. Waving for the crowds a bit before entering, the Irish girl nodded to the ref girl as she entered, and proceeded to complete a round inside the cage, observing tonight's arena of battle.

Eventually, Julie got closer to the iron bars surrounding the mats, carefully placing one of her fingers on one of them... And was provided with an immediate *Zap!* from it. Gosh, they sure were electric already! And not only all that mildly so... Especially if one got subjected to them with a larger part of their skin than just the tip of a finger. But the gingerhead wanted to conduct another experiment too, subtly wrapping a part of her rope around one of those iron bars... And her mischievous smirk only widened, as she could feel nothing! "Perfect..." the Irish girl muttered to herself, before proceeding to the opposite corner from the entrance, still fully clad in her entrance attire.

Now it was time to wait and see how this Nikki would turn out to be like. The Velvet Hood was already having some surprises in store for her... And the revelation of her actual wrestling attire was going to be only the first one of them. With the cage rather effectively disrupting some of the view, Julie couldn't complete the usual procedure of revelation of her attire on top of the ropes anyway - as in this cage, they didn't exist - and this time it was probably more fun to just do it when her opponent would already be present.

[Parker]

Backstage, Nikki could practically feel the electricity in the air, and she hadn’t even stepped into the ELECTRIFIED CAGE she was supposed to be performing in tonight. Her pulse was pounding in rhythm with the muffled roar of the crowd outside, each thud of her heart making her grin wider. This was the sort of thing she lived for, wrestling amped up to 11. While her tag Partner had cautioned her about accepting the booking, Nikki wasn't about to turn away a spectacle like this.

"Ohhh man, this is gonna be nuts," she muttered, shaking out her arms as she paced in front of the mirror. Her reflection stared back: ginger hair tucked back with her lucky hair band and tussled just the right amount of messy; her eyes bright with that familiar spark that said she was just this side of reckless.

She crouched down, slapping both boots against the floor, thunk, thunk. Rubber soles. Smart move, Nikki. She couldn’t stop the proud grin that crept across her face. "Heh, yeah… never hurts to be prepared when the ring’s trying to kill ya," she said to herself, bouncing once, twice.

Then she pointed both index fingers at her reflection. "Alright, Nikki Nitro, deep breath, big smile, no dying. Let’s burn it down!"

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GOODBYE WORLD! I WILL MISS NONE OF YOU! - Dysmn

The curtain burst open in a blast of light and noise.

shot out like a cannon, all motion and color, her ginger hair catching the light as she hit the ramp. She threw both arms out, bouncing from side to side like she couldn’t keep still. The crowd met her energy, a mix of cheers and laughter following her down the ramp.

The cage loomed ahead, a shimmering, humming structure of metal and current. Sparks crackled at the joints where the wiring connected, faint blue light flickering across the steel. Inside, her opponent was already waiting, a woman in a cowl, the image of some twisted, storybook Red Riding Hood.

Nikki tilted her head with a wolfish grin. "Oh, perfect."

She jogged the rest of the way to the cage, rolling her shoulders as the official unlatched the small gate for her. The air around it felt heavy, faint static raising the hairs on her arms as she ducked through the opening.

Once she was inside, the door clanged shut behind her, sealing her in with the hum of electricity. Nikki took a moment to turn full circle, looking up at the steel mesh, the lights reflecting off her lightly sweat-sheened skin and copper hair. Her grin never left.

"Hope you’re ready to fry, Red," she called out, her voice cutting through the din. "‘Cause tonight, Nikki Nitro is blowing up!" She snapped an arm out in a punching motion before tucking it back in sharply, flexing her arm with a crooked grin.

She bounced once on her heels, fists raised, every nerve in her body buzzing with adrenaline. The cage buzzed back, and the crowd roared its approval.

[Jaystar]

It was rarely that an opponent's entrance theme would make such an impression on Julie, as it turned out to be the case now. Her own calm, dreamy, velvety tunes were soon replaced by something much different... Tunes, that could have been in good faith called electric. And while there was nothing with it that would have particularly struck her normally, in this context, the Irish girl couldn't help but take it as a little ominous. Was this lightweight newcomer Nikki some kind of an electric specialist? That could certainly explain the stipulations and special arena...

But while such a scheme was certainly falling within the devious nature of LAW management, Julie knew that she shouldn't have worried over it too much. She had already stepped in this electric cage now, and whatever was to come, was to come. It was all part of the blessing and the curse of being a LAW wrestler, and despite everything, Julie was still ecstatic to be one.

The Velvet Hood was going to get some answers soon enough though. And based on the first twenty seconds that she even had Nikki in her distant sights along the ramp, the gingerhead had to wonder whether it would be in fact her opponent who would electrify the cage herself - she certainly seemed to have ample energy, at least. Entering the cage seemingly fearlessly, the effect of the electricity could be noted even from Julie's position. And the currency running through the Irish girl's veins was certainly amping up each passing second...

As the door clanged shut, Nikki might have been focused on circling a bit, taking in her surroundings and the sights. But she certainly wasn't the only one, even if the other person wasn't moving at all while doing so.

Julie did take in Nikki's words too. But they were only second in line to sink in after her brain would have processed what her eyes were seeing. The sight itself was already making the Irish girl biting her lip, in awe.

Now that she could see Nikki properly in front of her, Julie could see all the details for her to be oh-so-impressed, perhaps even flustered by. That supple yet toned body, those lovely curves, that plucky yet friendly demeanor, that cute and pretty face, that gorgeous ginger hair, those professional, cool boots, that adorable blue, real wrestling attire, that zipper...

What was Nikki Nitro again? Right now, if you asked Julie O'Reilly, she was all that Julie ever wanted to be. She looked exactly like what Julie could have been. Were Julie as serious of a wrestler, that was... And of course, Julie was. Or at least she was supposed to be. But what she was seeing now in front of her, facing her in this electric cage, was quickly sending Julie into her dreams and fantasies...

...At least until, luckily for Julie, Nikki blew it up. Not badly, but enough to wake the Irish girl up again. The part about blowing up was just too cringe for her to ignore.

The crowds didn't seem to perhaps think that way, but that didn't matter. Julie managed to start making her way to meeting Nikki in the middle, ignoring the energetic girl's supposedly threatening fists. Settling right in front of her, the Irish girl didn't intend to be left in second place with the little banter.

"Oh, I'm ready to fry. Fry some... Fish." the gingerhead began, while stroking her little lasso... "Fish that I'm soon going to catch in this cage."

Yeah, not cringe at all. Noooooo. Not at all.

All the more reason to move on. "You sure you wanna call me Red though? Maybe you'd like to take another look..." the Irish girl then continued in a more mysterious tone, holding a mischievous smile on her face, letting Nikki to wonder about the meaning of her words for a moment... Before slowly untying her cloak, and letting it then suddenly drop onto the floor, revealing her actual, much skimpier traditional wrestling attire for the night.

Julie O'Reilly - The Velvet Hood: Wrestling Attire