L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The last match had recently concluded, the mat cleared and ready for the next pair of competitors when suddenly the LAW arena went dark. The crowd murmured at what was happening when suddenly a short-haired, dark skinned woman appeared on the large titantron, half of her face painted black into a skull-like design and wearing ostentatious robes of black. The woman flashed a confident smile as she began to address the wondering crowd.

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“Good evening, fans of LAW. You may call me Ivy” She greeted with a short bow, “And I am the latest acquisition into the LAW roster. I’ve plied my trade across the European scene for years, perfecting my craft in my quest for true stardom. So, when the opportunity came for me to join this promotion, I was hard pressed to find a reason not to join. Several rising stars and long-time veterans were congregating into this one promotion, the competition I believed would be fierce.”

The smile slightly faded into a frown, the brows furrowing. “Upon my arrival however I find myself surrounded by pretenders, gutless sycophants and nymphophilia who are only here to carry out their perversions. Even worse is that the Board has even enabled these sex-crazed friends with a Hentai belt, a disgrace to the sport. If the people wished to watch porn, then they would do it for free on Pornhub.com.”

The crowd reacted to the words, some in favor while most booed. The frown on Ivy’s face curled into a more sinister smirk.

“But never fear for as a connoisseur of professional wrestling, I have taken it upon myself to expunge LAW of the lawless and the perverted. I will cleanse this budding promotion of the parasites that leach off of it in order to gain their next orgasm and be rid of the wrestlers who pretends to be something that they are not!” Ivy continued.

“I will not stop until finally LAW is a promotion worth looking at for it’s fierce competition and not for sexual deviancy.” Ivy moved her hands to her hips, “And should the aforementioned people find themselves offended by my words then you have my permission to stay offended. None among your ranks are worthy to even lick the dirt of my feet let alone provide me with ample competition. Yet, don’t let me stop you from trying, however. I very much look forward to proving to all who are watching, the fraudulence of your abilities.”

“Now, until such a time as when the board has decided my first opponent: I must bid you all adieu.” Ivy bowed deeply before the feed was cut off. The lights returned to the ring and the crowd were talking among themselves as they wandered what would be in store for this newcomer…

A week later, near the beginning of LAW's next showing, questions of who Ivy was and whether or not her introductory segment would go contested would be answered. Every now and then a newcomer or two got uppity. And once their careers in the squared circle really got started, it often became very apparent whether or not they had any realistic chance at making good on their words. Ivy's stance and outlook on the current LAW landscape were quite clear. She had a personal goal to accomplish, to weed out the sex fighters and nymphomaniacs from the pristine selection of veteran wrestlers and hard workers - the women who were out to build themselves up as "real" wrestlers. Yes, Ivy was out to purge the promotion of these so-called parasites. And what better parasite was there to make a statement against the newcomer's, than a woman who actively engaged in traditional bouts as well as sensual?

Jem Holland

Jem Holland graced the stage with her presence, coming out to ubiquitous cheers and whistles. The streamer/wrestler girl wore a big smile on her face as she sashayed down the entrance ramp to the tune of her 8-bit inspired theme song. With a microphone held in hand, Jem hopped onto the ring apron. She bent over to duck between the middle and top ropes, making sure to wiggle for a bit her backside before finally entering the ring. With one last wave and a wink to the crowd, the beautiful blonde held her mic up to her smiling face and began.

"LAW fans! It's ya girl! Back at it tonight in this ring and online! Don't forget to tune into the stream tonight!" She started with a plug, not uncharacteristic at all of Jem Holland.

"Of course by now, I'm pretty sure everyone knows that I'm a woman that needs no introduction at all! I've been grinding both in and out of the ring for long enough, yeah? I've wrecked a few girls, gotten wrecked, myself. But I think all in all, this career, this legacy that I'm building - that I'm working on day in and day out, it's real! I'm here for it! These people are here for it! They cheer for it! Lewd or not, my fans are here! LAW's fans are here for it!" She continued, pacing around the ring. Gesturing to the audience on all sides of the ring.

"But the creepy masked girl isn't. Without the guts or guile to even come out to this ring and stand in front of us, in front of any of you. Ivy, you take offense to anyone that's ever gotten "busy" or been aroused in a wrestling ring? Well, I take offense to how astronomically far you are from sexual liberation!"

"So if you're feeling woman enough, cast aside the chastity belt and come see me in this very ring! I'll show you that being a good wrestler and getting off don't have to be mutually exclusive!"

The crowd cheered raucously, sending their approval to Jem as her words resonated throughout the LAW arena. Ivy however was nowhere to be seen and it looked as if Jem might have been left hanging by the mysterious woman when the lights in the arena suddenly went dark...

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