The Young Lioness Cup: Tanner del Rio vs. Teuila Masina

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Standard Match: Victory by pinfall, submission, or knockout. The winner of the match will recieve 2 points in the Young Lioness Cup.

Tanner del Rio

Teuila Masina

Previous Matches
Tanner del Rio vs. Hikari Morizumi
Reny Selene vs. Rem Mathers
Tanner del Rio vs. Nico Cardona
Gabi Pelletier vs. Rem Mathers
Nico Cardona vs. Hikari Morizumi
Gabi Pelletier vs. Joyce Hilda

[Bare]

Teuila was excited. That much was obvious to the ring workers passing her by and none could really blame her. After all Teuila was excited just to be in matches in general, but against people her age at her skill level? Even freaking better! "Hehe finally get to punch snaggletooth in the face." ...Of course the fact that Teuila was slated to face Tanner Del Rio, someone that had been grating her nerves since their mutual arrival in the program.

Almost from the first moment they met both girls seemed to have a natural dislike for eachother. Granted Tanner didn't seem to like anyone, but Teuila especially. The fact that Teuila did her training with the shadow fortress especially seemed to be a point of contention with the greenettee. But luckily for herself and her soon to be opponent the young lioness cup came along and Teuila was given the chance to finally put her in her place!

Alrighty lets do this!"

Chirping to herself in excitement Teuila did one last adjustment of her program assigned yellow leotard before strutting forward to the entrance ramp. A little early mind you but the person in charge of things managed to get her music playing in the nick of time as she Teuila came out all smiles per usual waving to the crowd and hopping in place.

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Unfortunately the crowd was limited, being about only a third of the size of the usual LAW crowd and made up mostly of sponsors and super fans and press. People that most wanted to see what the next generation of LAW wrestlers was about. Knowing this Teuila did a wave to everyone before skipping down to the ring winking at those in the front row and being sure to be as charming as possible. Hopping onto the ring apron and turning around as she did so Teuila extended her leg while smiling out to the crowd and holding the middle rope. Holding the position for a moment Teuila would stand slip her way into the ring, posing a bit more before relaxing in her corner, waiting patiently for her opponent to come down.

[FreestylePoet]

It was always gonna come to this, wasn't it? Ever since she'd enrolled in the Young Lioness Program, a buncha people had gotten on her nerves. Spooks and singers and nudists and altogether way too many nosy little shits for her liking.

But none of them ticked her off more than Teuila Masina.

It all started when Tanner started to ditch class -- a pretty reasonable thing to do, given how boring half that crap was. Of course, some annoying program staff caught her and told her off for it, which was something she expected. But what she didn't expect was to learn that some other bitch was getting off scot-free for checking out, just because she'd gone to some other wrestling school?

And then the chick had the lady-balls to brag about it in the dorms, regaling the other Lionesses with tales of whatever lame stuff her mentors had seen fit to do with her that day. Like, what the hell? Tanner had been in a developmental program, too. She knew damn well that you didn't have to be anything special to get into one. Hell, her cast was literally chosen for a season of some reality show, and even they were a buncha putzes. Why it was anything worth getting a big head about was anyone's guess.

So when Tanner saw that this holier-than-thou chick was in her pool for the Young Lioness Cup? She was stoked. Someone needed to wipe that smirk off of Teuila's face. And who better than her?

Tanner Del Rio, the Wild Child

She'd been waiting all Tournament for this, but somehow the stakes had risen even higher than just a simple chance to beat the snot out of some prissy bitch.

For her, this was do or die. Tanner was about to become the first of the Lionesses to finish her matches, and given her 1-1 record throughout the competition thus far, she needed to win this to have a shot at making it through to the finals. That meant that if Teuila did the unthinkable, she wouldn't just have a victory to lord over her for God knows how long; she'd knock her out of the whole damn thing.

But that wasn't gonna happen. No, when Tanner entered the ring, eyes fixed on the Samoan chick, she knew that Teuila was just chum in the water. And though she wasn't a shark, she was still here to feed.

"'Sup, Bushy Bitch?" Tanner snarked, her mouth widening into a cheeky fuckin' grin. "Guess it's time to finally see how much those Assford Assholes taught you at the Shitter Fortress, huh?"

[Bare]

The moment Tanner's music hit the speakers Teuila snapped to attention with a serious expression on her face as she stared up at the girl coming down the ring. Tanner Del Rio. 'Ugh even her face is enough to make me annoyed.' Teuila thought to herself while clenching her fists unconsciously. It was rare to get this kind of unconscious reaction from Teuila given her innately more peppy and cheerful demeanor but something about the 'wild child' definitely rubbed her the wrong way.

Whether it was the girl's more innate deviousness and bullish personality or just the fact that the girl constantly tried to call Teuila and her training at the Shadow Dungeon out she honestly couldn't tell. But one thing was for sure and Teuila was gonna kick the girl's ass for it. That was the only thing she could do right now as far as she was concerned. After all she was the last of the lions in her pool to start their matches so she had much more to prove with this being her first bout. Not only that but insuring Tanner didn't get to finals by handing her a second loss would be incredibly satisfying.

But she was getting ahead of herself. Even if she was sure she was going to win she needed to actually do that and with Tanner finally in the ring with her Teuila had to resist every urge telling her to just jump the girl now. But she resisted, even if that didn't stop the girl in front of her from talking shit. But then again so could Teuila. "Oh trust me I'm looking forward to using everything they taught me on you snaggletooth." Returning Tanner's insulting nicknames with one of her own Teuila had a confident smirk on her face as she strutted forward to the center of the ring.

"Just don't throw a fit when I knock you're ass out in the middle of the ring! Better yet I'll have you saying you quit. It'll be way more satisfying." She said with confidence while staring down the circus girl. Every part of the Samoan's body urging her to just leap in already but she held herself back. She wouldn't stoop that low. But her stepping up to the center of the ring as she had was basically a open invitation for the girl to meet her there, it was more of a symbolic thing, but a stare down was a classic, and if Tanner refused, even by proxy of not knowing what it was, it still made Teuila look better.

[FreestylePoet]

As soon as Teuila stepped forward and offered a few choice taunts of her own, Tanner couldn't help but scowl and ball her fist. Just who did this chick think she was? (Actually, Tanner knew the answer to that. She thought she was the absolute shit. For what it's worth, Tanner agreed. Except for the "the" part.)

Still, Tanner wasn't a moron, especially when it came to crowds. This was in and of itself a challenge, in full view of the entire stadium -- which was sparsely packed but still populated. Teuila was so damn sure of herself and her "pride as a wrestler" or whatever the hell she called it in that big head of hers. So sure, in fact, that she was willing to put herself at risk of a sudden ambush to show it off!

The math was simple: If Tanner got the jump on Teuila, folks would see it as a win for Bushy Bitch. Tanner didn't really care what the dumbasses in the cheap seats thought of her, but damned if she was gonna let Teuila show her up!

So Tanner stepped forward to meet her foe in the center of the ring. Her eyes bored into Teuila's, unblinking and unwavering. Her mouth growled into a wide, toothy grin, even as her brows furrowed with a month's worth of pent-up annoyance. And instead of continuing their war on words, which would no doubt resume during the match anyway, she let the animosity build wordlessly between them. After what felt like hours, she finally responded, snarling three solitary words:

"Just. Try. It."

When the bell rang, she wouldn't move an inch unless provoked by Teuila. If she wasn't, Tanner would simply raise one hand above her and the other to her torso, the fingers of both splayed out wide. Neither of them were particularly experienced in pro wrestling. But the gauntlet being thrown ought to have been clear to both of them. Tanner wanted to get up close and personal, starting their bout with an extremely close-quarters test of strength!

[Bare]

Teuila kept her eyes locked on Tanner, watching the girl carefully with a sharpness that Dana and the other trainers at the Shadow Fortress had instilled in her. Frankly Tanner was too unpredictable and well.. wild to allow any trace of carelessness around her, it was a mistake that the sharp toothed girl would surely make her pay for and Teuila would be damned if she gave her the opportunity.

So that was why Teuila had been the first to step up to the center of the ring, effectively challenging Tanner to do the same, in turn removing any speed advantage she could have picked up once the bell rang. Not only that but it set the precedent off the top of Teuila being in control as far as pacing went. Without realizing Tanner would give Teuila the edge as far as pacing went, and if she turned down the face off? Then she'd look weak and the crowd would be inherently on her side. A win win situation for Teuila.

But luckily as far as Teuila was concerned Tanner stepped up, showing no fear or hesitance at doing so. Something that only made the brunette grin a little wider as she stared Tanner down face to face. Good. This is how she wanted it. To beat Tanner head to head and prove her superiority over the month long thorn in her side.

On some level Tanner must have been similar, since rather than another string of insults she only uttered three simple words. Something Teuila was more than happy to answer back with. "With. Pleasure." Teuila said as the bell rang, cutting off her words as soon as she uttered them adding a air of finality.

For a half second Teuila considered rearing her arm back and going for a forearm smash to her opponent's chest. But that wouldn't be right. Not for Teuila at least. She wanted to beat Tanner head to head, that meant attacking too early would just make her look like a cheap opportunist.

However Tanner seemed to have a even better idea as far as Teuila was concerned as she raised her hands up, offering a test of strength to the brunette. Grinning a bit wider Teuila had no hesitation as she raised her hands up, locking them with Tanner's own. "You have no idea what you're getting into." Teuila said with a wide grin, her confidence in her physical strength showing as she immediately began pushing down on Tanner, aiming to push the girl down and overwhelm her right off the bat!

[FreestylePoet]

Tanner's toothy grin grew even wider as Teuila laced their hands together. "Gettin' into a walk in the fuckin' park, that's all." With how rarely Miss Ashford Jr. decided to grace their classes with her presence, Tanner hadn't ever gotten a chance to see just how strong she was. But that didn't matter. No matter how many curls those glorified dominatrices made her do in their basement, there was no chance Teuila had what it takes to come out on top tonight.

Gators weren't humans, but Tanner was still familiar with the telltale signs of oncoming physical aggression. So as soon as Teuila's muscles started to flex, Tanner was determined to meet her with a powerful effort of her own! She pushed hard against her opponent's palms, biceps and triceps burning to fuel her advance. Her sharp teeth ground against one another with the strain, though her proud muscles continued the war against their counterparts!

But this test of strength was far more difficult than she thought it would be.

"Grrr... dumb bitch..." She muttered and growled under her breath as the task became increasingly arduous for her. Every few seconds, she made scant millimeters of headway, only to have them swiftly dashed away by a redoubled effort from Teuila. More than that, though, Tanner started to feel fatigue work its way into her arms! She slowly but surely lost ground, eventually being forced to one knee by the Samoan! "No... fuckin' way...!" It frustrated her, pissed her the hell off to no end -- Teuila was actually stronger than her!

But if there was one thing that Tanner learned from all her years in the circus, it was how to literally walk into the jaws of the beast -- on its own turf -- and come out on top. Often times, that meant taking away that turf. Get them to focus on that one thing they were good at, and suddenly pivot to something else.

With that in mind, Tanner let Teuila continue to press down on her, letting physics and her newly-stable base support her just enough to keep from being fully defeated in their test of strength. Then, suddenly, she gave a primal roar! "RRRAH!" And summoned as much strength as she could, just to stand back up -- and deliver a swift, rising knee right to Tanner's core!

[Bare]

Muscles tensed and shaking, sweat starting to form and travel along her, adrenaline coursing and pumping through her, Teuila was acutely aware of everything happening in her body at the moment. But she was also just as aware of the signs written along the walls of her opponent's body. The way Tanner's arms were shaking more, the wavering of her face, the the furrow of her brow. It was clear to her that Teuila was winning, and it brought a wide smile to her face.

One that she hoped pissed Tanner off as she continued to push forward, looking to completely beat Tanner in the contest, something that would not only give Teuila the edge physically but mentally as well! In fact Teuila was pretty sure she had the leg up in that department already if the curses from Tanner were anything to go by...

"Something.. wrong?" Teuila asked, the test of strength being no walk in the park for her either, but the Samoan girl was clearly managing it a bit better than her Louisianian counterpart. Or well, at least enough to make a cheeky response at Tanner's expense.

But the vindication that came from effectively winning the contest of strength between Teuila and her rival had perhaps blinded the girl a bit as far as what would be a wise decision. Because just as Teuila had Tanner bent as far back as she could, on the verge of collapsing all together, that was when the Wild Child struck, completely under Teuila's nose!

"Gah!" Gasping in pain from the blow Teuila was immediately forced to release Tanner's hands and backed off, holding her stomach in response to the pain in her stomach. Wincing as she backed up to the ropes the Samoan girl would try to keep her eyes on Tanner, knowing she'd be likely to attack her while she was on the ropes... literally!

But even so... looking up at Tanner if the girl didn't immediately attack Teuila would shoot a devious grin at her. "Tch, guess we know who's stronger now huh?" She asked mockingly, and just to add some emphasis, Teuila would brush a stray bang out of her face... with all her fingers closed except for one which stood up right, flashing Tanner a rather rude gesture as she did so.

[FreestylePoet]

Tanner had hoped to crumple Teuila around her knee, to force her to fold in two with a sudden, brutal strike. Unfortunately, the attack didn't hit as hard as she would have liked, and instead of doubling over, she was able to retreat. Even Tanner had to admit that the opportunity to disengage was just as well, though, as her arms felt like Jello just from their brief contest.

So the dumb bitch was strong. So what? Tanner stood up, shaking out her biceps. She looked up at Teuila with a growl -- only to see the Samoan eyeing her right back with a smug little smirk! What's more, the chick had the lady-balls to flip her the bird while resting on the damn ropes.

"Grr... Why ya little... C'MERE!" Snarling, she launched off her back foot, charging right towards Teuila! Her arms swung out wide, as if to grab at her waist. But instead of snaking out towards her opponent, Tanner's arms stayed out, as if to prevent Teuila from running anywhere else! With all the subtlety of someone body-checking another into a wall, she aimed herself at the Samoan, hoping for nothing more but to slam herself bodily into her opponent.

Tanner could figure out what to do once she got there. For now, she just needed to keep bearing down on this prissy little Shitter Fortress bitch!

[Bare]

Teuila smiled softly as she saw the look of utter offense and anger flash across Tanner's face, knowing full well that the girl was already annoyed with Teuila as a person, not to mention the loss in the test of strength.. The rude gesture Teuila flashed also probably didn't help either. To be honest nothing about Teuila or this match would leave anyone in a good mood, let along Tanner who was perpetually in a bad one!

So when Tanner went practically scarlet and started charging at the Samoan, arms raised on either side to try and box the girl in as Tanner charged, apparently looking to crash into her!

But luckily Teuila wasn't an idiot and she didn't piss off her opponent without an intent behind it. It was a tactic Dana was sure to hammer into her. To use her natural cheekiness and teasing nature to her advantage. To incite and anger them to goad them into making stupid mistakes. Case in point getting Tanner to charge at her so blindly...

Especially when Teuila was fully capable of moving straight forward. So pushing herself back against the ropes the brunette would dash forward, attempting to meet Tanner halfway and as she did so Teuila would raise her leg up, attempting to crash her foot into Tanner's face with a running pump kick!

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