Defying Expectations: Zane Lambert vs Jasper Rhys

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Standard Match: Winner to be declared by pinfall, submission or KO


Zane grunted softly as he popped his neck in preparation for his next match. Normally he was rather excitable when entering a match, after all while he usually didn't try very hard, he usually streamed and gave his crowd a good show, plut getting to tussle with hot girls was well worth getting excited over. That was just the thing though. girls. Zane was far more interested in tussling with a fine lady with boobs as big as his head and an ass that wouldn't quit. This was largely what he'd been getting so far in LAW, so imagine his disappointment when he was informed he was fighting a GUY tonight.

Rolling his eyes as the memory resurfaced he would sigh in resignation. Truth be told he half thought about just bailing tonight and saying he was sick, but for one he was already dressed in some sick new gear might he add, and two he had been reminded that doing so meant no paycheck... so he may as well stick around. But worse than all of it was the rumors about this Jasper. Apparently he was some farm boy or some shit which just sent a shiver down his spine. "Ugh he's definitely gonna be all beefy and hairy, probably out of some hick town in Texas or Oklahoma or something." Zane said to himself with a sickened shiver before sighing again, making sure his new gear at least looked good before turning to make his way out.

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As his music began to play he would come out, at first pretty low energy... Till he noticed there were a fair bit more girls out here than usual, which may have in fact been because of a rare guy vs guy match on the card. 'Well maybe this won't be that bad.' He thought to himself as a cheesy grin stretched across his face and he immediately added a bit more energy to his entrance.

"SUP LADIES!" He yelled out, still getting mostly boos from the crowd, but it wasn't enough to deter the streamer as he came down, winking and smirk at girls in the front rows, actually getting a few interested looks in return before making it to the ring, climbing onto the apron and smirking at the crowd once more before hopping into the ring and heading to his corner where upon looking at the entrance ramp he would frown in preparation. "Lets get this over with." He said to himself before leaning back to wait for his foe.

[The Incredulous Snow]

Well, this was a surprise! ... The young Welshman currently making last minute stretches and prep-checks had heard many stories about how L.A.W. had never really bothered with male versus male matches and was almost exclusively a mixed-wrestling affair. So colour him surprised when he heard the second ever match he'll fight within the company was against a male wrestler, which was something of a surprise to the young lad as he readied for the bout... He didn't know much about this "Zane" character, the little Bluenette had high hopes he was in for a good fight as he made his last minute preparations.

"You're up." A Stagehand suddenly spoke up to the lad currently, giving one last roll of his shoulder to check if everything was in tip-top operating condition. "O-Oh, T-Thank you, I'll be ready now in a minute!" the boy replied as he stepped away from the mirror while taking one more deep breath to calm his nerves before flashing a confident smile as he stood at the gorilla position, poised to give the L.A.W. crowd a hell of a good time.

Meanwhile... Zane didn't have to wait for long for this "Jasper" to make his presence known.

The Lights around the arena dimmed with the gathered crowd getting excited as several spot-lights from above shown down towards the opposing entrance-way opposite to the gorilla position that the American fighter had used to enter the arena with the sound of a song that was really quite not what the California native probably had in mind when he imagined the entrance song his opponent would use...

Stand Up To The Victory - Tomohisa Kawazoe

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Rather than what ever the American grappler had in his mind and much to the roaring cheer of the crowd, The song that played was an energetic piece, something that's best described as a light-hearted J-rock piece with a rising tension that got the excitement rising. "Kimi ga boku o mitsume tsuzukete kureru nara..." the Welsh boy again sang as he awaited the timing... There we go, Right in-sync with the primary lyric of the song... Jasper stepped out from the Gorilla position with a sincere, spotlight shining down on him from high above as he wore that confident smile with a fist raised high up into the air with the young wrestler yelling out his (probably) now iconic entrance quote for the fans.

"SHWMAE JAPAN!"

Jasper Rhys, Sortie Out!

And once again, the LAW Faithful responded to the Welshman's greeting with a roar that warmed his young heart, Jasper had nary been in LAW for more than a month or two and already the fans had readily welcomed and accepted him, immediately after his friendly greeting and the response, Jasper made his way towards the ring, walking at a brisk but easy pace with friendly salutes and waves being given to the fans, Jasper even giving a few High-Fives to a few that had reached their hands out, it never bothered Jasper to give the fans the time of day and it always made him happy seeing the smiles on their faces, It was part of why he loved the job so much.

When he finally reached the ring, the young Welshman would step up and into the ring over the steel steps and climbed through the ropes and finally... Face to face with his opponent, the little Brit giving a curious initial tilt of his head and then a friendly smile. "Hello!" He said in that famously thick accent of his.

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Waiting patiently in the corner for his opponent Zane would hum softly as he leaned against the corner, already dreading what, or rather who would be coming through the ropes. Hell even the entrance music he knew would probably be some kinda metal or country type crap. So then imagine his surprise when, rather than that, he instead heard something completely different, being more energetic and fast pace, sounding more like a song one of those idol wrestlers that were always around used.

Though Zane's confusion would only get much, much worse when his opponent stepped out in full, revealing almost the total opposite of what Zane had expected, being short, slender, and pale... honestly almost his type if Jasper was a she rather than a He. But that was just the thing, literally everything Zane had expected was turning out to be different and really.. he didn't know how to take it and it showed with the perplexed look on his face.

Though that straw that broke the camel's back as it were was when his opponent finally spoke. It was rather simple and plain as could be being a simple greeting, nothing special or inherently notable. But it was the accent. That accent that was familiar for Zane, but so much thicker and to his ears, goofier, and it was enough to totally break him down.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH MY HAHAHA!!!" Zane bellowed out, his laughter booming through the ring as he fell down to his knees, pointing at Jasper before banging his fist against the mat. "I was.. Haha.. Expecting some... big burly country boy from Texas or something Hahaha.. and instead I get this scrawny british kid hahaha!" He gasped out between laughs before steadily pushing himself up to his feet, wiping a tear from his eye before leaning against the corner, significantly more relieved now than earlier.

[The Incredulous Snow]

The little Welshman couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at his opponent, He'd been laughed at more than a few times in the ring both during his days in the Welsh indie scene, AFW and a few other places here and there but... Nobody's ever really gone out of their way to just laugh at him right there, in front of him and the crowd, leaving the Welsh boy more confused than anything else as he waited for Zane to stop laughing which took a good few seconds, almost a bloody minute.

"Uhhh... Okay then?" Jasper asked with a confused and mildly peeved look on his face, the American wrestler giving him not the best or friendliest of impressions, with something about the Californian wrestler giving the young Welshman a feeling that he was about to face off against a wrestler who only knew of narcissism and vapidity that reminded him of a certain English aristocrat he had a fairly negative opinion of.

Regardless, Jasper took several steps forward with the crowd's quiet murmuring rendering the steps of his bare feet audible against the ring as he stepped up, face to face with his opponent to size himself up, the contrast between the two barefoot wrestlers being made more and more evident as they stood toe-to-toe with each other, Jasper having to step up to his tip-toes just to try and reach somewhere near eye-level with Zane as he offered him a polite handshake.

"...I'm Jasper, Ehrm. Jasper Rhys...! And I'll be your opponent for tonight." He said as he introduced himself, giving a friendly if not a bit naive smile to the big somewhat burly Californian he was about to battle.

[Bare]

Let it be said that Zane was not one for manners... Like at all. In fact quite the opposite really. Hell most people that knew him even in passing would usually describe him as a total ass.. and that was usually the least negative opinion! So for him outright laughing at someone, in public, and basically to their face was barely even a drop in the bucket for him that he wouldn't be worrying about anytime soon.

Finally calming down and regaining some air he would retain a cocky smirk on his face as he approached the center of the ring, not even noticing the peeved tone of voice from his foe, instead taking the moment to overlook his opponent. When they finally made it in front of each other, rather than accept Jasper's hand or return the greeting he had something else on his mind.

"Huh.." He said as he leaned forward slightly, literally and figuratively looking down on Jasper before he continued. "You sure you're a dude? Like.. damn I'd almost say you were my type if you were a chick." He said off handedly, not really caring how Jasper took it, like if anything in Zane's mind it should be a compliment but then again, lots of things Zane thought tended to be wrong.

[The Incredulous Snow]

Jasper's eyebrow once again went up with an at first rather confused expression on his face as his opponent ignored the friendly greeting he gave, ignored the handshake he gave and just immediately smirked at him, the Welsh boy detecting a slight contempt towards him from the tall American wrestler currently staring at him with that shit-eating smirk look on his face, but that wasn't what really annoyed the little Bluenette. No, that was when Zane began to what Jasper could only describe as 'flirt contemptuously' with him.

"... Ah yes, aha..." the little Welshman spoke in reply with a soft tone, suppressed grumbling and a subtle twitch of his eye in annoyance, his hazelnut eyes glaring up at the Californian wrestler. "You must be soooo 'ruddy popular with the ladies with that attitude of yours." Jasper then began, his initial misgivings about his opponent seeming to have been proven correct. "They sure do LOVE going out with big boneheaded and arrogant tossers like you." the small wrestler continued with a soft tone to his voice as he insulted the bigger American wrestler.

"Must be so difficult being so vapid and self-absorbed, really makes me wonder." Jasper finished, his arms crossed and a mischievous look now on etched on the blue haired Welshman's face, Oh the little Blue boy was going to enjoy humbling this prat.

[Bare]

Once again Zane really wasn't sure what to make of his opponent. It was his first time against a dude yeah, and his expectation was for a big burly country dude that would have been hella annoying to deal with. Instead it was a small, slender, very effeminate dude that could almost pass as a girl. So naturally Zane's interest went up a bit in this match. Also helped that they seemed pretty easy to tick off if what he just said was any indication of.

Plus that accent.. it was familiar yet at the same time not and he could have sworn it reminded him of something his sister had told him. Regardless he was all too ready to shoot right back at his opponent's words with some of his own. "Actually I am quite popular with the ladies, about 60 percent of my 20,000 subscribers are chicks and the amount of dates I've been on." He said nonchalantly with a chuckle while flashing a finger gun and wink to a few girls in the crowd before focusing back on his opponent.

Now checking his finger nails after he still didn't seem to take his foe's words very seriously as he waited for the bell to ring. "Also if you mean being awesome, nah it comes pretty naturally to me." He said easily, hoping that once the bell rang his opponent would be fed up enough that he'd charge.. Cause if so he'd have a little surprise for him.

[The Incredulous Snow]

Zane might notice on his opponent's face... a slight twitch of his hazel eyes, the way they twitched with a subdued anger...

That attitude... That way, he just carried himself with an arrogance that oozed of feckless bravado and a sort of misguided machismo that deemed everything around him as nothing but tools or resources or objects for Zane to use... It filled Jasper with a contempt he hadn't felt in a long time, one that used to be reserved for a certain English Aristocrat he'd wrestled before... But rather than play into the Yank's hands, Jasper decided on an unusual approach.

"You must REALLY like hearing yourself talk, Bloody hell." Jasper said with eyes closed and an unimpressed look on his face as he crossed his arms, circling around Zane with an air of complete and utter disregard for the American wrestler's ego and boasting... stepping along with a casual gait and a sense of humbleness befitting his origins as a sheep farmer turned wrestler from South Wales. "With how much you talk, you should consider quitting this wrestling thing and working on the Telly." He said in the third lap of his circle before finally the bell rang.

DING-DING-DING!

And Jasper naturally was first to strike.

Rushing to flank Zane and get into his blindspot, the young Welsh wrestler would attempt to strike a hard kick into his opponent's back, looking to immobilize him early on with a painful strike so the smaller fighter could get in some good blows and strikes while he was stunned!

[Bare]

Zane was a expert at pissing people off, came with the territory of being a influencer of his type. Part of what came with that skill set of pissing people off was noticing the small tells of people as they reacted to certain pokes and insults. Case in point, Zane had easily noticed the little twitch of Jasper's eye at his bragging and insults towards the Welshman.

'Oh yeah this will be easy.' Zane thought to himself, especially as he heard the words of the blue haired boy in response. "Oh yeah, not just me, all kinds of people love to hear me talk." He shot back with a shrug before putting his fists up in preparation for the match ahead before chuckling a bit at Jasper's other attempted insult towards him. "Shit if I'm paid better I'd do that in a heartbeat, hardly a insult to me." Zane said with a chuckle as the two approached one another.

However what Zane hadn't expected was the speed of Jasper, those long legs apparently being for more than just looking as good as a girl's as Jasper swept up from behind before Zane could react. "Gah!" Zane yelled out in pain as a kick was driven into his back from behind, sending a sharp pain up his spine and sending him stumbling. "Ngh Fuck!" He hissed out, spinning in place and swinging his arm about in a wild swing at his opponent, but there was no thought or aim to it, just instinct and desperation!

[The Incredulous Snow]

Watching Zane stumble forwards, Jasper couldn't help but slyly crack a wry smile as he easily avoided the incoming wild swing his opponent had thrown at him, easily keeping pace with and keeping the American wrestler flanked, Jasper would deliver a second hard kick into the streamer's back making sure to put some of that 'surprise' strength of his into use with delivering that blow, hopefully knocking Zane off his feet and onto his knees!

"Alright, Let's see how much it'd take to get you to shut up!" Jasper said with a playful tone to his voice as he quickly moved to act on putting the American brute in his place by grabbing both of Zane's arms and yanking them back painfully whilst planting his foot on his opponent's back and pressing down, keeping his body pressed down, but his arms cranked back in quite a painful position as the Welsh boy simply asked his opponent...

"Will you promise to shut up, and not be a vain, superficial feckless spoilt prat?"

Jasper had a smile on his face as he said that, a subtle, wry one that contained a hint of sadism...