L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, DQ, Count Out

"Peggy you got this! We are gonna show LAW that oldschool style can still succeed!" Lauren said to the Irish woman clad in her green one piece swimsuit.

"Aye, n' Japan will know me and my aunt ain't just some famn jobbers, neither are you!" Peggy answered to her older friend whom struck a friendship with Peggy after the two trained together a few times in the LAW gym.

It wasn't long before Peggy's music played and the Irish woman made her way to the ring receiving polite cheers from the crowd given her new status to LAW. She figured until she had a half dozen or so matches they would treat her like a raw rookie here. The curvy sort of fit, sort of flabby lass climbed onto the apron and through the ropes, looking confident as she waited for her Scandanavian opponent.

Emelia tightened her orange gloves and adjust her evergreen briefs and lyrca top as she prepared to enter the ring. Tossing her thick locks of dark hair, she checked that her thigh-high, high-heeled boots were secure. Although those boots had been a source of some embarrassment in previous matches, she was loathe to remove her favourite piece of attire, so there they remained!

Spoiler

Electroheart burst from the speakers, calling her to the ring. The young Norwegian strode regally out into the lights, hands on hips, her face impassive as she surveyed the crowds. She knew her opponent was another relative newcomer, so hopefully this would be a chance for her to provide the Hjaal name with a much needed victory in LAW. So far she had done little to enhance her or her family's wrestling reputation!

She slipped between the middle and top ropes and faced Peggy, her Irish adversary, folding her arms and standing opposite her with one hip cocked. She looked the swimsuited European up and down, her lip curling slightly. There was nothing to impressive about this woman, that was certain!

Peggy watched Emilia come out, and the woman was a gorgeous lady and in good shape. Peggy eyed her as she came into the ring. Things seemed tense between the two as the bell rang and Peggy circled Emilia at first before moving in to grapple her! Once Peggy was up close and holding Emilia she kept hold of her with her left arm while she reared her right back, stepping in to deliver a couple fast forearm smashes to the chest of Emilia to brawl her way to an early lead! Peggy wasn't fancy by any means although she did know what simple, effective offense could do in order to gain control of a matchup!

Emelia lowered into her stance, tracking Peggy as the Irishwoman circled her, before stepping to meet the grapple that her opponent offered. The Scandinavian was about to try and shove her adversary backward when Peggy suddenly broke one arm free and delivered a series of sudden forearm smashes to Emelia's chest!

"UNGH! UNNNH!" she cried in surprise as her bust was rocked by the blows, leaving her momentarily dazed. She staggered unsteadily, still held in Peggy's free hand, and with a shrill exclamation of effort she tried to push at the Irish woman's chest with both hands, wanting to break out of the grapple before Peggy could do more damage.

Peggy felt Emilia struggle and shove her away but Peggy now wanted to close the gap again! She stepped back up and tried to kick at Emilia's abdomen with a fast toe kick before attempting to wrap her arm around Emilia's head. Peggy reached to grab the waist of her briefs before bending her own legs. Peggy wanted to snap as she lift Emilia up and over herself attempting to deliver a vertical suplex to her opponent in an effort to get some more impactful offense into the match in her favor!

Emelia managed to push Peggy back, but as she attempted to advance towards the Irishwoman, she found herself walking straight into a toe-kick to the stomach!

"Unnff!" she exclaimed, gasping as she was doubled over by the surprise attack. Emelia arms flapped aimlessly for a moment as she was slipped into a headlock, before Peggy took hold of her evergreen briefs and hoisted the Scandinavian skywards in position for a vertical suplex.

"No, no-GAAAAGHHH!" Emelia wailed as Peggy executed the suplex perfectly pasting Emelia's body into the canvas. She arched her back, eyes screwed shut with pain before slumping against the mat, her hands clutching at the small of her back where the brunt of the impact had landed. For the moment she was stunned and vulnerable, with Peggy taking full control of the early stages of the match.

"That is how its done! Lets see the Scandinavian get slammed around a bit!" Peggy said as she pulled Emilia up by the hair to a standing position. Peggy bent down to scoop Emilai up off her feet before holding her high and slamming her down onto her back again! Peggy flexed her arms and strut over to Emilia's side jumping up into the air to add to the punishment by crashing down atop Emila with a leg drop! "How do ya like that lass? Is the old school Irish woman too much for ya yet?" Peggy said as she taunted Emila as she was down on the canvas.

Emelia's hands flapped at Peggy's grip as the Irishwoman hauled her to her feet by her hair, taking full advantage of the dazed Scandinavian. Before she could even process what was happening, Emelia found herself scooped off her feet and bodyslammed effortlessly to the mat.

"AGGHHH!" she wailed in pain as she hit the ground again, but it was only the beginning. Peggy immediately followed up with a brutal leg drop that smashed the wind from Emelia.

Gasping for breath, she rolled onto her side, eyes screwed shut with pain as she clutched at her midriff, her mind racing. Things were getting out of control fast, and right now Peggy wasn't giving her any window back into the match at all, even taunting the downed Vikingess as she lay in a heap after the series of slamming maneuvers...

Peggy had Emilia down and she wanted to try to keep working her over in order to press her advantage. Momentum was going to be key in this battle, and Peggy was not going to give it up easily! She pulled Emilia up and grabbed her around the waist from behind trying once more to lift Emilia into the air before falling back, attempting to deliver a back drop to the woman! Peggy was going to keep her back arched after the impact, bridging Emilia to the mat in a pinning position after the impact! Peggy knew her offense had to be adding up even though it was early, she could only hope to have put a good dent into her foe's defenses!

Emelia struggled as Peggy hauled her back to her feet, but the woman was behind her quickly, wrapping her arms around Emelia's trim waist. Before the Scandinavian could counter it, she could herself heaved backwards and a German suplex and slammed into the canvas.

"AGGH!" she yelped as her back was planted into the mat, and things got even worse when Peggy bridged her body, trying to hold Emelia in position for the pin!

ONE!

Cursing inwardly, Emelia felt a surge of frustration burst through her. She was not going to lose to this woman, not like this! With a howl of exertion she twisted her body to the side, getting a shoulder up off the mat and tumbling out of Peggy's grip. As the pair rose, Emelia would summon her energy and launch herself into a desperate lunge, hoping to catch the Irish woman by surprise and knock her flat with a sudden shoulder charge.