Let's Start A Riot! Red Riot vs. Dave Blake

[overlordofkings]

Match Type: Standard Match
Rules: Victory is determined by Pin Fall, Submission, Knock Out, Count Out or Disqualification

Red Riot stretched backstage, waiting her que for her debut. “About bloody time, this place has been quiet for too fuckin’ long!” Alice thought. With a sick grin on her face. This shithole wouldn’t know what hit it. And to think that she’d be making her long awaited debut against a man. Red Riot chuckled about her foe. She didn’t bother to learn his name, much less scout him out. It didn’t matter, because in a few mere moments, the match was going to start.

In a few mere moments, the shackles that society and her parents so unfairly placed on her were about to break. In a few mere moments, a man was going to get badly hurt.

In a few mere moments, Alice Dudley was going to be a free woman.

And then, the chaotic tune of “A Fool or Clown” began to play. Alice’s grin grew wider as she burst on stage to the roar of the crowd. It was mostly cheers, which caused Alice to smirk. Soon enough, the sheep will boo her. Not that she cared.

“The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making her way to the ring in her LAW debut… from London, England… she is The Red Riot!” The ring announcer boomed.

Appearance

Red Riot, wearing an arrogant punchable smirk on her face, walked towards the ring. She then jumped on the apron and then over the top rope. After she made her way to her corner, Alice then leaned against it, arms crossed as she waited for her opponent.

[SleeperAgent94]

Radioactive in the dark blared on the loudspeakers, followed by a smattering of applause for one of the more followed wrestlers in LAW, if only by fangirls and boys for his looks as much as his wrestling ability. Not that he cared. He appreciated all of his fans equally, flashing some smiles and winks on his way down to the ring. Deciding to embrace the more direct comparisons, he chose more Superhero inspired ring gear, clad in red boots with vinyl tights sporting the iconic red, black and blue of the friendly neighborhood webhead!

Rolling into the ring, he kept eye contact on Red Riot. Well, at least he wasn't the only one embracing the comic book gimmick here. That was comforting somewhat. Perhaps he could finally snag a win and break this unlucky streak of losses he was on.

"AND HER OPPONENT! From Boston Massachusetts, weighing in at 190 pounds, David Blake!!!!" called the announcer, and a louder cheer leaped up in response!

[overlordofkings]

Alice scanned her opponent, hiding her disdain. Nothing special was right, this guy screamed pretty boy comic book nerd. More suited for cosplaying than fighting. Even his name, Dave, was just so... typical.

"Well, at least I can make a good first impression," Red Riot thought. Yeah, this was going to be a debut that Dave was never going to forget.

Red Riot sauntered towards the pretty boy, feigning politeness, a kind smile on her face.

"Ello there," Red Riot greeted as she offered her hand. "'ere's to a good match, eh?"

[SleeperAgent94]

Dave took a moment, taking care to read his opponent's expression. As far as he was aware, the gesture didn't seem to be full of any ill intention. Even then he couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly at his own optimism. Such thoughts rarely led him down any good path, but what choice did he have? It was the price he had to pay for being a good person.

Reaching forward, he attempted to take the hand with a small smile, "Here's too it...."

[overlordofkings]

"Perfect" Red Riot thought with a wolfish grin, clenching her other hand into a fist.

The ruthless English woman would then attempt to punch the unsuspecting boy in the face.

"Hey! Wait for the bell!" the referee would admonish if the underhanded tactic worked.

Alice would turn to the referee and smirk, replying insincerly, "O', sorry bou' dat. Jus' got a bit excited is all."

[SleeperAgent94]

The punch smashed into Dave's jaw, flooring the young man and sending his vision into a dim haze, an odd ringing in his ears as he tried reaching out for the ropes. The ref admonished Riot for a few moments before sliding next to him to check if he was able to compete. It took a few moments for him to fully process what was going on, given how hard he got rocked with that clubbing blow, but he nodded his head, slowly pulling himself on shaky legs while the ref called for the bell.

Oh boy.....this was gonna hurt....

[overlordofkings]

Alice gave a derisive snicker as Dave stumbled about. This was just pathetic, he looked more like a lightweight that couldn’t hold his liquor than a proper wrestler. The sheep in the crowd booed loudly in disapproval, but Alice just shrugged it off. She didn't care what the drones thought of her.

“Really? One luv tap ta da ‘ead and naw yer stumblin’ around like a fuckin’ wino,” Red Riot mocked.

A sick grin on her face, The Red Riot than lifted her right leg. She would then attempt to spin around, to give the attack more momentum and the red head would attempt to smash her foot against the left side of Dave’s poor body in a roundhouse body kick!

[SleeperAgent94]

Dave's entire world was pain. She clapped him right in the skull, sending his sight, hearing, all into a frenzy. Everything was a blur of colors and noises, with no rhyme or reason to any of this. Then the kick came, slamming into his torso, knocking him into the ropes. FOr a horrifying moment, he thought he felt the sickening crack of a broken rib, but even as his hand went there, he found only the sore skin and muscles. Nothing broken....not yet anyway.

Still the momentum sent his body bouncing from the ropes, heading straight for Red Riot again, this time totally defenseless and weak!

[overlordofkings]

"Bloody Christ, dis is fuckin' sad," Red Riot said with a sneering laugh. That sick smirk she had at the start of the match (though Alice suspected that non-idiots would call this an execution). Sure, the Red Riot didn't get to do that much rule breaking, but after the long, frustrating wait for her debut... well, the English girl could use some "help calming down"."Gettin' a bi' wobbly are ya? Don' worry mate, I'm gonna finish dis inna jiffy!"

And with that, Alice would attempt to kick Dave in the stomach, trying to get him to double over. If this worked, Alice would then attempt to grab Dave's wrist and twist it painfully over her head to get it in a wrist lock. If things were still going according to plan Red Riot would then lift her right leg to hook on the trapped arm and wrap her right arm around Dave's neck in a front face lock. Red Riot would finally attempt to drop down on her back, the scissored leg adding additional momentum as she would be using her infamous Red Haze Scissored DDT!

[SleeperAgent94]

The kick to the stomach doubled the young man over, making him cough and sputter as all the air was driven from his lungs in a pained grunt! He was in tatters, being picked clean like a vulture taking out a small animal. A sharp cry was wrenched from his lips as his wrist was twisted painfully overhead. After more twisting of the limbs, he was wrenched into the headlock, before the Red Haze spiked the poor Jobber on his skull! The impact turned his body into a limp rag doll, flopping beside her in a crumpled heap!