Isaiah Bowen vs Alanna Antoinette
Prophet's House Match
First to not answer a ten count loses
Isaiah sighed in satisfaction.
The Prophet was quite the master of mind games, and, when Alanna arrived, it wouldn't end. In front of the church was a long field, in the long field were tombstones of all those the Prophet had "laid to rest" and lo, a new grave had been dug: Spoiler
There was also one for a certain Ducky Williams, but, he may be letting his ambitions show a bit, He put on his full outfit: he decided on his alternative "Backwater Gospel" look, or his "Buzzard" look, if you'd prefer for this match Spoiler
He quickly went into a small room in the main ring room, to emerge from. Alanna had said she would accept his invitation, but, would she give way to fear, like so many others?
Alanna drove up to the church. Her GPS had spotty reliability, but eventually she found it. She parked her car and got out with her bag. On her way to the church she saw the tombstone with her name on it. ”Arrogant bastard. It’ll be an embarrassing tombstone after I beat you,” she muttered to herself. Alanna entered the church and saw signs pointing to the changing room and the ring. She went into the changing room, scoped it out, and then got into her ring gear. From there she went to the main room with the ring.
Isaiah heard Alanna's car pull up, heard her rant and rave about something in the churchyard, probably about the gravestone and heard her enter his sacred hall. he at first heard her shuffle in the "changing room" in reality it was probably a Sunday School room, and then enter the ring and ask where he was. There were loudspeakers placed in the corners, Isaiah pressed a button on a controller, and the Prophet's House music began to play: Spoiler
When the song said "Welcome To My House" Isaiah burst through the door and eyed Alanna for a split second, before making his way to the ring. Spoiler
Isaiah never broke eye contact. He entered the ring and an open window let a breeze blow his coat, giving him a rather spooky effect. He took his remote and turned his music off, "Before we begin I want to thank you for letting God's own Word ring true. He said wild women can't be trusted..." Isaiah paused for a second, "Let me go over the rules just so we're clear: This is a Falls Count Anywhere Last Wrestler Standing Match. You understood it that this would be No Holds Barred No DQ match, however, there is one rule..." Isaiah pointed to a statue above the ring in an indent in the wall. Spoiler
"You see Our Lady of Sorrows? Leave her alone, it is off limits, everything else is fair game...Also, between you and me, don't make eye contact with it, I'm pretty sure that thing is haunted..." Isaiah looked at the statue for a split second, then turned away, "Any...way. Ref, where are you?" The ref, a woman, rather common in LAW, came out wearing a "Sexy Nun" outfit, and looked pretty annoyed, "I'm getting paid extra for this right?" she said, entering the ring, "Quiet you...and the answer is yes, just start the damn match!" Isaiah would reply through gritted teeth...
Alanna stood and watched as he entered the ring. Theatrics aside, he felt different. More confident. She knew she would have to beat that out of him. Isaiah went over the match parameters again and have her the golden rule. Alanna shrugged. ”Fine. You’ll have more than the statue to worry about when I get my hands on you.” She approached, adopted a ready position for a grapple, and waited. The church’s bells rang, signifying the start of the match. Alanna, taking note that he specifically said no DQ, launched a snap kick straight for his groin.
Isaiah knew Alanna would take full advantage of the no DQ rule, and, sure enough, as soon as the church bells rang, signaling the beginning of the match, Alanna attempted a cheap low blow, but, Isaiah was prepared and jumped back, although Alanna's kick still connected, only with his stomach. It was enough to send him back a few inches, "Another thing: Although there is no set rule against it per se, I'd prefer it if you refrain from any Hentai based moves here. I have a feeling you don't really see me in that light anyway, because I certainly don't...no offense..."
Alanna scowled when she only got a kick to her stomach for her efforts. “I came to LAW to wrestle. And I came here to this place to fight you. I don’t do hentai with anyone. That won’t be an issue on my end.” Alanna then suddenly charged Isaiah. She would attempt to nail him with some forearm strikes. If successful, she would slip behind him, wrap her arms around his torso, and give him a release German suplex.
"Fair enough. I extend the same courtesy too you..." Isaiah said as he prepared himself, Alanna would come fierce and strong, with a coulpe of forearm strikes, but, Isaiah's feet held firm, Isaiah would counter by swinging his head in a way that the beak of his mask would slam into Alanna's head. The mask, made of painted wood, maple to be exact, except the feathers, which came from a crow. This was no DQ, so he might as well take advantage of it...
Alanna was excited at first. She was slugging him and, while he wasn’t going down, she felt if she kept it up she’d have an opening. She did not expect to be heabutted by a hard crow mask and was completely taken by surprise. Alanna stumbled backwards trying to get her bearings. The Prophet had an opening.
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His mask not only gave him a ghoulish look, it was also a handy offensive weapon, as Alanna was stunned enough for a clear opening, Isaiah would bounce off the ropes and hit his opponent with a flying forearm right out of the ring. Isaiah would stand there a few seconds, before leaving the ring, "This ring is more of a formality than anything. It's Falls Count Anywhere..." He motioned the ref to follow, and she did. Shit was about to get real...
Alanna looked up just in time to see Isaiah flying towards her. He struck her with a flying forearm and sent her careening out of the ring. Fortunately for her, Alanna was an acrobatic dancer, so she was able to tumble and roll such that the fall outside the ring didn’t injure her. The impact still hurt, so the Frenchwoman laid there on the floor as Isaiah surveyed his handiwork. He seemed to be taking his time to come out of the ring for her. Alanna would try to recover, but stay down in the hopes that she could surprise him with a sudden counter to his next move.
