Jessica Wright vs. Michiko Shimizu

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Match takes place on a beach. Win via pin, KO, submission or DQ.

Jessica was screaming at her manager. When he first told Jessica that she would be fighting on the beach, she told him that she wasn't in a mood to be joking around. They were standing in the doorway of the little building where she had changed into her usual black and gold wrestling outfit, and the audience sitting in the bleachers could probably hear her. The Violent Violet didn't really care. She wanted it to be known to everyone that she did not want to be in a match on the beach.

She walked away in a huff. The Violent Violet told herself that she was going to make the most of it. Sand was not pleasant to be in, and maybe she could take some of her frustrations out by rubbing this woman's face into the sand. In addition, it had no give. Which meant that all of the slams that she loved to utilize would be even more effective. Her typical repertoire was nothing but power moves, which meant that she would be losing steam even quicker thanks to how hard it would be to move around, but that also meant that if this woman wanted to dodge a lot, she was going to be in too deep too.

Although she could not quite place the source, her music was playing on the off-chance that not everyone on the bleacher had heard all of the colorful language that she had employed to convert to her manager exactly how angry she was at the situation.

The sand crunched under her boots. Everyone watched as an incredibly angry purple haired woman stormed to the center of the makeshift ring. It wasn't much, just four wooden posts with a single rope to serve as the outer bounds of where they would be fighting. The ref girl seemed a little bit scared of Jessica, which was just the way that she liked it.

The more that she was thinking about it, the more she was talking herself into this. Beach matches were stupid, sure, but if she won, that would be nothing but a good thing. These types of matches always attracted a lot of viewers, and if a lot of viewers saw her win, she would be halfway to a title shot in her own opinion. So the stormy look on her face was still fairly serious, but it was only overcast and not a thunderstorm.

This better be worth it, she thought.

[CaptainL]

If the crowd could hear Jessica and her agent bickering, then no doubt her opponent could as well - as Michiko was just next door, in the changing rooms. She paused for a moment; the curiosity got the better of her and she leaned against the wall to listen closer to what was going on. Though she couldn't make out all the words, she could still feel the nearly palpable anger radiating off of Jessica. If that was how the woman she was set to face was like just backstage, Michiko could only imagine how she'd fare in the ring. She was set for a hard-fought battle, that was for sure.

But Michiko couldn't let that get to her, and a smile crossed her face as she straightened herself from the wall. Even if she was set to go up against a tough opponent, she was still booked for a match on the beach, something she couldn't complain about. Being able to enjoy the summer weather and get paid for it sounded like an attractive deal, and while she didn't have much experience in such venues before, she was willing to see what it would bring her.

Soon, Michiko's music began playing, and it was time for her to make her entrance. And as far as entrances went, hers and Jessica's couldn't be more dissimilar. She burst through the doors with a smile on her face, cheering and running to the ring as she slapped high-fives with the fans - and, while Jessica had dressed as though this was any other match, Michiko had donned a pink bikini that showed off much more of her curvy frame than her typical attire. With both of these things taken together, it was perhaps unsurprising that she received a far warmer reception from the crowd.

Getting to the ring, Michiko climbed over the ropes, her feet touching down on the sand as she struck a confident pose with her feet apart and her hands on her hips. Seeing Jessica's rather different manner of dress, she chuckled to herself. "So, you're my opponent, huh? You sure you didn't get lost?"

Spoiler

[LtLukas]

Jessica was watching. Her mood, as much as she hated to admit it, solely relied on the type of woman that would burst from those two doors. She was the type of person who wanted to believe that she was solely responsible for her own fate, and as such it was anathema to her psyche's stability depended upon another woman, and an opponent at that.

When Michiko burst through the door, her mood was ruined. She knew that the crowd were never going to like a nasty woman such as her, but it was deeply annoying that they liked her so much. But that wasn't nearly as annoying as this woman insinuating that Jessica was in the wrong spot. Any place where she had a chance to bash someone's head in was a pretty good spot for her, even if she looked out of place when she was doing it.

"You fucking got it, bitch," Jessica snarled. She signalled to the referee that she was ready to start the match. There was a lot of anger building up within her, and she wanted to take it all out in one fell swoop. Her boots dug into the sand, as she prepared to launch herself forward to see if she could rearrange this pretty curvy girl's face. As the moments ticked by, she examined Michiko's body, and was not shy about it. This woman seemed impressive, both for her beauty and her apparent strength and skill. As much as Jessica wanted to believe that she would be a pushover, she knew that was probably not going to be the case.

[CaptainL]

Greeted by Jessica's less than pleasant attitude, Michiko huffed, the corners of her mouth slipping into a frown. "Geez, someone got up on the wrong side of the bed today, huh? All these people came out here to have a good time on the beach, and you don't have to ruin it for them. But if you're so content with doing so..." She lowered herself into a stance, putting up her fists. "I'll win this for 'em!"

Soon enough, the ringing of the bell filled the summer air, and the match was on! Michiko huffed, sweeping a foot through the sand as she drew closer to her opponent with her arms raised. She offered a lockup to her opponent, but she kept her eyes trained on her, watching for any sudden movements. If Jessica's reputation preceded her, Michiko was sure she would have to be careful.

[LtLukas]

Jessica could not resist the incredibly strong urge to roll her eyes. While she had been making some progress in not being as huge of a bitch, there was still a lot of ground that could be made there. Part of that involved doing things for other people, which was a concept that she had not become fully accustomed to. "Do you really think these people came here to watch you win? They came to see your tits and your ass. And if you don't shut the fuck up, I am going to make sure that they see them, you bimbo." Jessica found herself slipping into her role as the bad guy once more. It was a character that she had played well in the past. And given the situation, she thought it was understanable.

But there was a lot more to the situation than just that. For instance, the fact that her opponent was coming at her with a hand raised. If it came down to it, Jessica earnestly thought that she would be able to win a contest of strength. But the tricky part came into winning that on the slippery sand that was underneath both of them.

Instead, Jessica would play into her anger. She would raise her hand up, as if she were going for the lock up, and then send a sucker punch into Michiko's stomach. That would set the tone for the match, she thought.

[CaptainL]

Michiko already knew Jessica was no one to be trusted, and the contempt she showed for her opponent and the people who had come out to watch the match was unmistakable. It wasn't just a question of how she was going to show off her skills any more; Michiko had to play the hero. She had to stand up for what was right and what she believed in and put this bully in her place. But even then, she took offence to the insults Jessica was throwing at her now.

"I-!" She stopped for a moment, her brow furrowing, as Jessica's allegations pierced her armor for a moment. In all fairness to Jessica, it wasn't hard to see how one would come to the conclusion. Michiko was indeed quite curvy, and all that was well on display at a time like this. Besides, the appeal of a LAW event on the beach wasn't purely in the athleticism, and anyone could appreciate that. But Michiko wanted to be more than that. She wanted to prove she was taking this seriously even now.

Michiko then realized she hadn't yet come up with a suitable comeback, but by no means was she about to concede to her opponent when so much was on the line. She shook herself, stepping in closer. "If you think I don't have the strength to make you regret your words...you're sorely mistaken!"

She readied her stance, prepared to meet Jessica head-on. With all she'd seen of the Violent Violet thus far, Michiko probably shouldn't find it surprising that Jessica wasn't starting things on the straight and narrow. But as she saw her offer her hands to return the gesture, Michiko let her guard down for just a brief second, and that was all the time Jessica needed to close in and throw a fist into her gut! "Gah-!!" she hissed, bending over and clutching her stomach as her body shook from the impact. The match was on!

[LtLukas]

Jessica rolled her eyes. Everyone had their own thing, their own cross to bear. Jessica felt the pressure of a bunch of losers in her family never winning the title, which is why she did so much to lift that monkey from her back. The woman standing across from her now must have been feeling some sort of pressure to be the hero, which Jessica found exhausting. She didn't want to be a full on bad guy, but saying the sort of things that Michiko said had to lose its luster after a while.

What didn't lose its luster was punching women in the stomach. Her fist sank deep into Michiko's abs. The reaction was immediate, and just what she wanted. Her opponent was now doubled over in front of her, clutching at her stomach. That was a terribly dangerous place to be while you were wrestling, especially when you were wrestling the Violent Violet.

The crowd gasped as she snaked her arm over Michiko's neck. The other arm reached out and grabbed Michiko's bikini bottoms. While she was there, she thought for a second about how easy they would be to just pull off, right then and there. But she held that thought back. Not now, she thought. And maybe not ever.

But before she went too far down that line of thinking, she wanted to make sure that she was taking care of business here and now. The Violent Violet threw herself backwards hopefully with Michiko still in tow for a quick DDT. If she were successful, she would pop up and raise her arms wide towards the crowd. "Some champion you got," she would taunt.

[CaptainL]

Michiko could've picked a better way to start a match, but Jessica wasn't the sort to just stand around and let her do things her way. She needed to get results - and those results would be on her terms. Before Michiko could even prepare herself for battle, Jessica's fist had lashed out and caught her in the gut, and now she was bent over sputtering!

"Y-You fiend..." she grumbled under her breath. But Michiko was defenseless like this. She was still trying to catch her breath, and she had been folded over with her behind pointed right out toward the stands, giving the crowd a good view. But what it also gave was a good handhold for Jessica, who took hold of Michiko to pull her up, and straight into a DDT!

Falling back, she plowed into the sand, shooting up a cloud. Groaning, Michiko rolled to her side and pushed herself up on all fours, sputtering and shaking sand out of her hair. She was still groggy, but she could see the crowd was booing Jessica for her cheap tactics. They were enraged by such a display. And so was Michiko, who wasn't about to let something like this go unpunished! Her teeth clenched, and she knew what she'd have to do.

"I'm not done yet!" Michiko boasted, rolling up to all fours. Though it was a bit more awkward when she didn't have the traction of a proper canvas, Michiko would still throw herself toward Jessica, aiming for her legs to tackle her footing out from under her!

[LtLukas]

Jessica had been called a lot of things while she had been in the squared circle, but as far as insults went, fiend was a new one. It was a mantle that Jessica liked, if she were being honest with herself. While she didn't like the association of being morally wrong, the idea of being as powerful as a demon appealed to her in a deep and abiding way. And if she had to taste a little sulphur and brimstone to get that that level, Jessica wasn't completely against it.

"I think-" you are. That was the rest of the thought. But because Michiko flew at her at such a low angle, she couldn't respond. Only a moment later, her back met the sand, as she let out a loud "Oof!" The canvas of the ring had a lovely little give to it, but there was nothing in the sand other than a dull ache as her back met it for the first time. If she were lucky enough for it to be her last, she would have been over the moon with happiness.

But she sincerely doubted that to be the case. She tried to scramble away from Michiko just to give herself some space. The crowd were roaring, happy that Michiko was able to pull of the attack and get Jessica on the ground. Sand dug into her back as she writhed away from her opponent. Outwardly, she was tracking Michiko with her eyes to make sure she could see any further attacks coming. Inwardly, she was still cursing her manager for getting her into a contest on the beach.

[CaptainL]

It was about time Michiko got a solid hit in to put Jessica in her place. Whether or not she was fighting on the beach and considerably dressed down, nothing would make the lilac-haired girl compromise what she believed in and the ideals she was willing to fight for. And those ideals told her that Jessica was a vile individual, an opponent of all that was good and just and someone who could never be allowed to prevail! And as she hurled herself toward Jessica, those ideas were carrying her onward, inspiring her to make a difference!

Sure enough, Jessica had let down her guard in taunting Michiko, and she wasn't preparing herself for a takedown. As she came within range, Michiko grabbed at Jessica's legs, yanking them out from under her and sending her crashing to her back with another puff of sand thrown into the air. A grin crossed her face as she felt her weight come down on top of her opponent, and as Jessica slumped into the sand. This, she thought, was what was meant to happen.

Though Michiko was pleased with herself for the time being, it wasn't long before Jessica would try to pull away, dragging herself through the sand. Michiko pushed herself up to her knees, watching Jessica. She wasn't intent on letting her go far.

"And where do you think you're going?" she shot back. Throwing her arms out in front of her, Michiko lunged forward, leaping off the ground to try and throw herself on top of Jessica with a body-to-body splash!