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 Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...standing at 5'4 and weighing in at 117 lbs...TRISH STUART!!!"
Trish Stuart made herself known, flanked by a ton of sparklers firing off along the edge of the entrance stage, pink lights dancing across the arena as her kickass, punk-rock theme blared in the background. The ever-excited social butterfly was feeling rather inspired tonight, eager to put on quite the performance for everyone in attendance...as well as kick some serious ass. She and Reagan would usually be by each other's side, but they both had matches at around the same time, but different venues, meaning they'd each have to fight their battles tonight without their twin sibling by their side. Not the first time this has happened, but it was certainly an unusual circumstance for them to operate under.
They were so connected and united that being separated felt so strange...but it was that division that made their bond stronger, for both Trish and Reagan would carry a piece of the other within them as they fought. In Trish's case, she'd take her sister's advice to heart and unleash all that fury she had deep within her, channeling that inner beast that Reagan had no issue letting out. While not as heavy-hitting or ferocious as her sister, Trish had a pretty mean left hook, so she'd make her sister proud by knocking the living daylights out of whoever stood in her way tonight...it was her way of paying tribute to her wonderful twin sis, after all.
After high-fiving some of those in the front row, Trish raced down the aisle, leaping up to the side of the apron before striking a playful pose, making a peace sign high in the air with one hand while the other hand tightened into a fist at her side as she stood tall. After that, she'd perform a cool front flip into the ring, hopping forward and making her way to her corner, where she'd stretch and loosen up, preparing herself for the fight ahead of her.
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