L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The Carnival Girls (Satsuki Bino and Amelia Nagatoshi[D]) vs The British Bunnies (Chelsea and Molly[D] Forster)
Standard Tag Match
Victory via pinfall or submission

It was payback time. Their last altercation got interrupted, but that would not be the case tonight. Tonight, Satsuki and Amelia had free reign to take the fight to those nasty British Bunnies and their cheating ways. They still were going to have to remain vigilant if they wanted to take down the two blonde girls, especially if they intended to use some underhanded tricks to win the match.

Luckily, they wouldn't be alone this match! Shaina was going to accompany them to the ring, which meant they would have a third set of eyes watching the match for cheating. All three girls felt pretty safe with each other there.

Satsuki and Amelia were dressed in their team's two-piece gear, Satsuki's with an orange color and Amelia's with a pink color. Shaina had decided to go casual today as there was really no need to put on her gear when she wasn't in the match. They gave each other a group hug and wished themselves good luck before the match. The upside to all this was that Satsuki was walking into this match with a win under her belt, which meant she had momentum on her side. That alone was enough to boost the teams morale.

"Alright! Let's get out there and kick some butt!" Satsuki rallied as the other two girls cheered in agreement. Their music started to play, which meant it was time to come out. The three girls burst out from behind the curtain and shot their fists up to the crowd. The crowd responded with loud cheers as their home-country heroes came on to the scene. They knew the crowd was fully behind them in this match after the Bunnies were exposed last time. The girls quickly got into formation and each girl made a "CG" sign with their hands crossed, signifying who they were.

Then, they walked down the ramp, clapping hands as they went and made their way to the ring. Shaina walked off to the side while Satsuki and Amelia made their way into the ring. They made it to their corner and warmed up a bit as they waited for their opponents to rear their ugly heads...

Satsuki Bino

Amelia Nagatoshi

Escorted to the ring by:

Shaina Nakoto

Back in the locker rooms, Chelsea and Molly Forster were preparing themselves for the match ahead of them. It hadn't been long since Chelsea had earned the ire of the Carnival Girls in a singles match against Shaina Nakoto that went wrong, and the moment had been fresh in their mind ever since. Chelsea thought she had won as soon as she had Shaina pinned - but it turned out that things were only getting started. The little shit had backup, and they couldn't take the challenge lying down. Luckily, Chelsea also had backup. And if they wanted war...they'd get war.

Chelsea stood facing the mirror, making sure that her black hair ribbon was safely secured. She huffed, looking towards her reflection with the disdain that came with knowing she'd be facing two of the three women who were swiftly becoming hated rivals. But it would soon turn to a smirk, and she knew she had this in the bag. She'd won the last time, and it was only thanks to the intervention of security that she didn't manage to walk away from the ensuing brawl afterward. She didn't see why this would be any different.

On the other hand, Molly didn't care who she was facing; she was just excited to be in the ring for her first time in LAW for real. Sure she'd been around backstage, meeting some of her new coworkers and serving as Chelsea's manager, but she hadn't been booked for an official match since they had left England. That was about to change. "I'm so excited!" she told her sister. "I can't believe I get to team with you in front of so many people. Do y'think mum's gonna be watching us?"

Chelsea met Molly's exuberance with a sigh. "Nah, Molly. Dey dun' even get this channel on the telly back round os, like, and even if dey did, it'd be some ungodly 'o, I'm sure-"

"Nine o'clock in Tokyo is 1 PM in Liverpool!" Molly interjected.

"'ow the 'ell do ye nah dat?" came her response, but before anyone could say anything more, it was time for the Bunnies to come to the stage. Molly was quick to jump to her feet and run for the door, with Chelsea following along behind her. As they made their entrance on the stage, the two girls were quick to strike a pose together, linking arms and raising a knee in unison as they threw a punch into the air. Unlike the cheers their opponents had received, however, they were only greeted with boos, something that Chelsea grumbled in regards to. "'Ere, 'ave some o' this, den!" she spat, throwing up a hand with two fingers towards the crowd in an insulting gesture. Molly, however, snickered, trying with minimal success to cover herself from cracking up.

"Wha? W's dat for?" Chelsea said, looking over at her.

"That means you're posing for a photo..."

"Oh fer the love of-let's jus' go!"

With all said and done, Chelsea and Molly made their way down to the ring, taking the corner across from where Satsuki and Amelia were.

Chelsea Forster

Molly Forster

In the moments that preceded the opening bell, the was a tension between the two team that was so tangible, everyone in the arena could feel it. As the two team stared each other down, there was a moment where some fans were worried they might try to kill each other before the match even started. Luckily, that didn't happen, but what did happen was plenty of death glares from both sides. Even the referee was hesitating to approach either team to check them for foreign objects.

Eventually, she would timidly tell them to pick their starting members so the match could begin. Amelia could tell that Satsuki had been chomping at the bit all day long, so she ceded the starting position to the orange-clad girl. She bent between the ropes to the outside apron and grabbed the tag rope so the match could begin.

Satsuki, who was usually all smiles and excited to wrestle in a match, had nothing but anger on her face and a desire to beat those who had done her wrong. It was one thing to fight someone during a match, but it was another to fight them outside of one when they are defenseless. Satsuki was planning to show them her wrath.

As soon as the Bunnies picked their starting member, the ref would call for the bell and round two of this epic feud would begin!

DING! DING! DING!

After witnessing the Bunnies' tricks in their previous match, the referee seemed particularly careful in checking them for foreign objects, wanting to make sure that nothing was missed. Chelsea would notice that they had a different ref to officiate this match, and the fans were only hoping that she would do a better job in spotting any dirty tricks than the last one. Chelsea grumbled at the formalities, but she shrugged and went along with it nonetheless. It was a minor annoyance in the grand scheme of things. The greater annoyance were the ones she would be dealing with now.

As Satsuki entered the ring, the Forsters shared a quick whisper to one another to finalize their plans before Chelsea elected to go first, a plan that Molly agreed to. After their tussle following the match against Shaina, Chelsea was eager to teach her a lesson in an actual match, and the two had unfinished business. Now, that could be settled in a way that wouldn't be broken up. She climbed in through the ropes, her sister giving her a slap on the back for support as she stepped into the ring.

"So, like, it comes down ta this, huh? I bet yer juss as disappointed te didn't get ta knock me railings out last week as I am about yos, like, but there's only one team ternight oo's go'n ta come out ed terp, like. We've gorra score ta settle, and if yer anywhuz as bad as yer little friend thuz," she added, pointing in Shaina's direction, "then this is juss go'n ta be an easy peasy paydee fer Moll an' I!"

Addressing the inevitable confusion, Molly piped up from the corner; even if she wasn't acting as a manager tonight, her linguistic skills were still going to prove invaluable. "She says that she thinks you're disappointed you didn't get to finish the fight from our last match, and that she is too. But she says...well, she thinks that if you're anything like Shaina, we won't have any trouble beating you!"

Despite her attempts at softening the blow, the crowd still booed. It wouldn't do much to slow Chelsea down all the same, though; as soon as the bell rang, she was going to start out strong, charging for Satsuki with the hopes of landing an early bull rush on her.

"Tell your sister to shut her trap! If she spent half the time wrestling that she does opening her big fat mouth, she might actually be able to become a mediocre wrestler!" Satsuki replied to Molly's translation. The crowd got a good laugh from that one, even if it accidentally insulted Shaina (since she lost to Chelsea and all). Luckly none of the Carnival Girls caught on to that.

But after that, the time for words was over. The bell rang and the match began. Satsuki knew that Chelsea would probably go for something quick and cheap, so she decided to go for something quick as well to up-end her. Satsuki charged Chelsea, looking to bull rush her into the neutral corner! How surprised she was to find out that Chelsea had nearly the same idea. The two's shoulders collided with each other, like bulls locking horns, and Satsuki began to push back against Chelsea.

She intended to use all her strength to overpower and force Chelsea back to the corner. Should this work out, she would release the bull lock and start sending rapid front kicks into Chelsea's gut!

"W-Why, I-!" Molly's face went red at hearing Satsuki's response, not expecting such a harsh response from her. It wasn't as though she wasn't used to hearing similar vitriol coming from Chelsea, but at least when it was directed at her it was usually playful. This, though? She knew that Satsuki meant it. The emotions were soaring high here, and for the Carnival Girls, it was personal. Taking a gulp, Molly leaned back in the corner, holding onto her tag rope with a huff.

As she saw Chelsea come charging in, looking to start the match off hard with a rush towards Satsuki, the younger Forster sent out a cheer. But it turned out that Satsuki had the same intent in mind, as she too would collide head-on with Chelsea in the center of the ring. An impromptu test of strength ensued, as both girls fought against one another to try and overpower the other. Chelsea grit her teeth, growling under her breath as she struggled against Satsuki and tried to force her back. She rubbed in close, bucking her shoulders into her foe's, but with continued struggle Satsuki was able to back her towards the corner, quick to deliver a few kicks right into the blonde's belly.

Taking the kicks, Chelsea doubled forward with a cry, the impact stunning her - and in turn leading her to take a few more, coughing and sputtering all the while. "Fookin'..." she growled to herself, but she would wait for Satsuki to let up for just long enough to offer her a window of offense. If she could get a chance, she would lunge forward to try and throw a forearm towards Satsuki's sternum in the hopes of taking control!

Satsuki managed to get Chelsea into the corner and stun her with those sharp kicks to the stomach. Things were looking up for now. She needed to make sure they stayed that way. After the kicks, she would raise her hand up high and send it downwards, looking to slap Chelsea hard in the area just above her chest. The noise it made rung out loudly around the arena, and the fans reacted in kind to it.

Then, Satsuki raised her fist again, this time to rally the crowd up. "YEAH!" They cheered as their "hero" called for their support. But sadly, this would be a mistake for Satsuki, as her moment of rally took her attention away from Chelsea. This was all the time she needed to gather herself and send a forearm into Satsuki's sternum! "Ouf!"

Satsuki recoiled from the blow, backing away a bit and clutching the area where the forearm hit. It would only be for a small moment, of course, but it gave Chelsea an opportunity to do something else.

As if the kicks hadn't been bad enough as it were, Satsuki didn't let up, finishing off her combo with a stinging slap into Chelsea's chest that left her wincing, her body going tense and her teeth clenching. A red blotch was forming under her skin from the site of the blow, and the pain wasn't going away any time soon. Gritting her teeth, Chelsea told herself she was going to have to pay Satsuki back for that, as soon as she got the chance to. And luckily for her, that chance was presenting itself to her just now.

Satsuki drew back to raise her arms in a cheer, which caused Chelsea to roll her eyes in disgust. But more importantly, it meant that she wasn't bearing down on her, at least for a short time, and that was a time she could turn to her advantage, as she sent Satsuki staggering with a forearm. The sight of her opponent backing down from her was an exciting one indeed, but Chelsea couldn't just stop there. As Satsuki was stumbling back, Chelsea lunged forward, running around behind her to go to grab her arm from behind. If she could get a good hold on it, she would go to twist it around behind her back with a hammerlock.

Satsuki had hoped that by rallying the crowd, it would bolster her team's morale while demoralizing the Bunnies' morale. Clearly she hadn't been paying attention Chelsea's actions the other day, since she had made it pretty clear (at least to everyone else) that she didn't care about what the fans thought.

It was an oversight on Satsuki's part, and it costed her as she took a forearm to the sternum. With the opportunity now staring her in the face, Chelsea quickly took advantage of the situation and twisted Satsuki's arm into a painful hammerlock. "ARG!" came out of Satsuki's mouth as her arm was being bent at a weird angle.

As fast as she could, she would search the area for the nearest set of ropes. Upon finding them, she would do her best to tug the blonde girl to them and grab the ropes. Should she make it there, she would yell "Rope break!" so the ref would know to tell Chelsea to break the hold.

Chelsea's hit might have landed, but she wasn't done yet. She wanted Satsuki to really feel what she could do to her. She was angry - though she normally was about most things, in all fairness - and she had something to say to her. And while Chelsea might not have spoken any Japanese, pain was the universal language.

Pulling her foe's arm behind her back and pressing it into place, Chelsea grit her teeth, keeping her hold on tight as she pushed Satsuki's wrist against her shoulderblades. "That's it, ye divvy, ye like dat, like?" she taunted, sneering at Satsuki from over her shoulder.

However, her fortunes couldn't last forever, as scanning the area Satsuki would be able to find a nearby rope. She pulled Chelsea along, and while the Englishwoman tried to keep up with her, she couldn't stop Satsuki from coming to the ropes and forcing a break. She did hold up the pressure as long as she could, but the ref had noticed her. And Chelsea, knowing well how much more time she had spent being checked for foreign objects than any of her opponents, knew better than to try her luck with stretching the boundaries of this rule. She grumbled, but stepped back, letting go of Satsuki. "Oi, fine, fine..."