L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Ossi Shamar vs Skylar Jones
Standard Match
Victory Obtained by Pinfall, Submission or KO

Ossi waited backstage, smoothing down her locks of dark hair in readiness for setting foot in front of the cameras again. Clad in her classic green and gold belly top, briefs, long golden gloves and green boots, she was as ready as she was going to be for her next outing in front of the LAW faithful. In truth, she was more than a little annoyed that someone had booked her this match so soon after her last catastrophic loss - she didn't even know who this Skylar individual was - didn't much care either. She had better things to be doing right now, but contractually she had no choice but to accept the billing!

Ossi Shamar

Her music Fierce Pop Starlet blasted from the speakers and with her head held high Ossi once again set off out into the light.

Her cheeks flushed as the now familiar bombardment of mocking cheers, wolf whistles and whoops assailed her from all sides, making it clear everyone in the stands was aware of her dismal record. She ignored them, planting a hand on her hip and keeping her eyes forward as she strutted down towards the ring. She would show them all - one day she would shut these insolent fools up. Maybe today could be that day. Maybe Skylar Jones could be her first step to redeeming herself in the eyes of the LAW community!

Ossi clambered into the ring, languidly flexing her nubile body and showing off her looks, which got some more appreciative cheers from the fickle fans. Smirking, she eventually took up position on her side of the ring, hands on hips as she looked back up the entrance ramp to await Skylar's arrival!

Skylar Jones smirked as she tied her sneakers in the locker room. She'd pulled some strings so that her next match would be against Ossi Shamar. She'd heard of the woman from her match with Newbie Nuo, one of Sky's closest friends. Something the brawler noticed abut the match was that Ossi had been incredibly rude to the masked newbie, looking down her nose at Nuo as if dirt under her feet. Even though Nuo had won, it still got Sky annoyed to think about how the Syrian woman had treated her, and she eventually elected to have her manager book a match. Having only two wins to her name, Ossi didn't seem like much of a threat. Sky would have fun steam rolling over the bitch and making her scream her apologies to Nuo as the air was squeezed from her throat.

Skylar

Music

Once her music starts, the Brawling Puppet strolls down the ramp with her hands in her pockets, met with a mixed reaction from the crowd. Climbing between the ropes, she shoots Ossi a mocking smirk, before walking up and offering a hand shake. "The name's Skylar!" She grins. If the Syrian beauty goes to shake the brunette's hand, she pivots on her heel, turning her back to Ossi before their hands can touch. "Ring the bell. We have better things to do than bandy about pointless pleasantries!" She says, mocking Ossi's mannerisms. She'd directly quoted what Ossi had said after shaking hands with Nuo. With a devilish grin, the brunette turns her head to her opponent. "Did I do it right?"

Ossi watched disinterestedly as Skylar entered the arena, making her way down the ramp to join the Syrian heiress in the ring. She looked the woman up and down, unimpressed with the other wrestler's appearance, even less so when shot her what looked like a mocking smirk. She frowned as her opponent held out a hand to shake. Ossi waited for a couple of seconds, then reluctantly reached forward to grasp Skylar's hand.

Only for the other woman to suddenly turn away dismissively, shooting off an abrupt sneer at the Arab beauty. She blinked in surprise.

"Wh-what?" Ossi blurted stupidly, taken aback by both the rudeness of opponent and the familiar words that had been spoken to her. For a moment she was confused, unable to figure out exactly what Skylar was getting at. "What are you talking about? Do you think you are imitating me somehow? I have seen many of you uncouth fools in this ring - I lose track!"

Even as the words left her mouth Ossi could feel a sense of creeping unease as she tried to create a sense of bravado, staring down her opponent as best she could as she waited for Skylar's explanation.

Seeing Ossi's confusion, Sky couldn't help bet snicker. "Bad memory, huh?' She smirked, wearing an unnerving grin as she looked the Syrian heiress in the eye. "Well, I won't make fun of you for being slow, lemme refresh your memory. The name Newbie Nuo ring any bells?" The brawler asks.

"She's a good friend o' mine that you fought a while back, and you were pretty damn rude to her." Skylar says, stepping closer to Ossi, her smile grew more sinister by the second. She leaned in, letting her forehead touch her opponent's. "There's a price to pay for talking to my friend like that."

Newbie Nuo? Ossi hesitated, her mouth half opening as she tried to think. That name did ring a bell but in the cavalcade of losses it wasn't always easy to pick out an opponent. Then eventually she dredged up the memory - that masked wrestler! One of several who had ended up smothering Ossi into submissions.

"I... what has she got to do with any of this?" she burbled, her normally brash demeanour fading in the face of Skylar's aggressive posturing.

Skylar explained it a moment later, accenting her threats by stepping right up to Ossi. The Syrian heiress let out a faint gasp of surprise as the other woman's forehead pressed against hers, her voice growing low and threatening in a manner that sent a chill up the Arab beauty's spine.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about!" she stammered out, voice shrill as she stepped quickly away from Skylar and wondering just what trap she had fallen into here. One thing was for sure, this woman seemed determined to crush Ossi in this ring. "Y-you can't hold those things against me! You ... " A desperate glance at the referee. "This isn't allowed! Listen to her! She's crazy!"

The words came out in a jumble as Ossi quickly decided that she did not want to face Skylar's wrath...

Skylar's menacing grin grew wide as she saw the fear in Ossi's eyes. The girl seemed terrified, pleading to the referee to do something. Sky wished more people were that easy to frighten. Crushing this bitch was gonna be fun. "Hey, since when is being crazy against the rules?" She joked. "A bit discriminatory, don't you think? How would you like it if you were banned for being an annoying bitch?" With that, Sky spun back to her corner, ready to get her dismantling of Ossi Shamar under way.

DING DING DING!!!

Skylar darted out of her corner like a bullet, aiming a hard right hook towards Ossi's jaw. If that hit, she followed up with a hit to the stomach, before attempting a DDT!

Ossi's pleas to the referee fell on deaf ears, unsurprisingly. After all, there was no rule against carrying a grudge. She let out a helpless growl of frustration and was forced to turn her attention back to Skyar. Her foe wasn't finished just yet, firing off a final stinging insult that left Ossi open-mouthed with both horror and indignation. Before she could attempt to formulate a response Skylar was walking away, moving to her corner and readying herself for the fight to come.

"No, this isn't right!" Ossi said desperately, still trying to get the referee's attention. "I never agreed to this. It's absurd, I-,"

Her tirade was cut off by the ringing of the bell. By the time Ossi realised the match was underway and had turned back to Skylar the other woman was already hurtling towards her, swinging a vicious right hook at the haughty heiress's face!

"AGHH!" Ossi squealed as the blow struck her square in the face, and without having properly set her feet she was spun around in a full three sixty, right into Skylar's follow up. Her soft abs gave way pitifully as Skylar kicked her in the stomach, doubling her over straight into a headlock. An instant later the reeling Syrian found her head plummeting towards the canvas.

"UNNHHH!" she cried in pain as her skull was driven into the canvas, making her see stars. She clutched at her head with both hands, writhing around on the mats helplessly as Skylar took full control!

Skylar grinned as she heard Ossi's head slamming into the canvas. Rising to her feet, she tried to flip Ossi over onto her back, and plop down on her stomach. "Y'know Ossi, you're so weak I could finish you off right now, get it over with. But I wanna make this last as long as possible..." She smiled, her eyes like a demon's. She leaned in and whispered: "Cause I just don't like you."

Sky unleashed a barrage of punches aimed at Ossi's head, hammering away at the Syrian beauty's face. She wouldn't be a beauty once this match was done, Sky'd make sure of that.

Reeling from the impact of the DDT, Ossi was in no fit state to stop Skylar as the woman rolled her onto her back and took a leisurely seat on the heiress's stomach, mocking her as she did so. A jolt of panic filled Ossi at Skylar's proclamation - this wasn't going to be an ordinary match. This woman had some kind of twisted vendetta!

"Gnhh... no, you can't-AGGHH! AIIIGHH!" Ossi's pitiful protest was quickly shut up as Skylar's punches began to rain down on her, pummelling the prissy Arab beauty's head without mercy. She tried to raise her hands to ward of the blows, but her opponent was far to strong for her to put up much resistance.

Several blows landed with full force and in a matter of seconds Ossi's defences crumbled and she slumped back against the canvas, whining piteously as she flapped weak arms at Skylar in a pathetic attempt to ward of further strikes...

Skylar took Ossi to the ground, pinning the arab beauty to the canvas to beat her down. Her fists went left and right, beating Ossi to a pulp, making a satisfying crack whenever her fists hit their mark. "Hehehahh!" The brawler laughed, enjoying herself far more than she should.

After hitting Ossi around for a while, Sky got up, trying to pull Ossi to her feet by her hair. If this succeeds, she'll attempt to run her head into the turnbuckle.