L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Standard Match, Hentai allowed: A standard match with most standard rules applied, however Hentai moves are allowed. Victory is achieved via Pin, Submission, or knockout.

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Frantically digging through his duffel bag, Cadence Cahill stood in the middle of the locker room absolutely livid. He, for the life of him, couldn't seem to find his standard wrestling attire, a pair of black and gray BDU pants and a pair of combat boots. He knew well enough that he had packed them, he made sure of that, but for whatever reason they were no where in site. Taking in a deep breath and instinctively pinching the bridge of his nose out of frustration, Cadence took a moment as he sat down on the blue bench next to the duffel bag he had just been tearing through a moment prior. Someone had to be pranking him, he knew he had put his equipment in the bag, hell he even had his bag locked in his personal locker; which only meant that before he got back into the locker room to get changed, someone had cracked his lock open with the right combination and taken his gear. Who would do that, though? That was the million dollar question for the moment, Cadence didn't know anyone here on a personal level, so why would anyone want to mess with Cadence? Was this just some lame case of someone hazing the new guy? Or was their a thief out there that was depraved enough to steal his BDUs and combat boots? Whatever the case, He didn't have much time before he was due for his entrance, and he had no idea what he was going to do for his gea-

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

The sound of rapping at the metal room door shook Cadence out of his train of thought. Figuring it was one of the staff telling him he was needed at the entrance soon, Cadence got up and made his way to the door. Opening the doorway, in nothing but a pair of tight gray briefs, Cadence met eyes with a member of staff, a small woman who seemed to be holding what looked like a Navy Blue piece of folded nylon clothing in one hand and a note in the other. "Cahill, right? These were sent to you by... an anonymous person.", she said holding the piece of clothing and the note up for him. Taking the two in hand, Cadence first looked at the note, giving a puzzled furrow of his brows as he read through it.

"Missing something? Maybe this'll help. - Signed, Anonymous." , Whoever this Anonymous was, they seemed to know Cadence, something he didn't quite like at all. Looking at the folded piece of clothing, Cadence unfolded it, an action he'd come to regret, as the piece turned out to be a tight looking Navy Blue Speedo. While the former Seal's look of disdain at the piece of clothing was apparent, the woman who had brought it seemed to quite enjoy the idea, giving a sharp whistle as soon as the speedo was unfolded. "Y'know, I think they were doing you a favor...", She said, "there's a lot of people who'd love to see someone like you in tha-" , her voice was almost brought to a whimper before stopping entirely, now realizing that Cadence was glaring down at her, the look on his face reading loud and clear that he was none-to-pleased about the situation. Giving the man a quick nod and an even quicker "sorry", Cadence watched the woman scamper off before shutting the door and staring down at the small article of clothing.

"...You've gotta be fucking kidding me..."

As his theme began to play, Cadence, now decked in nothing more than a navy blue speedo, that left little to the imagination as it clung tightly to his crotch and well toned glutes, with no face paint to mask any amount of blush he may end up showing, Cadence made his way down the ramp, the mix of embarrassment for having to come out in the small piece of clothing and his anger towards that very same fact helping him to hasten his steps towards the ring. Doing his best to block out the cheers and whistles aimed at his well toned, scarred body being on nearly full display, he made his way up the metal stairs, and through the ropes; noting that whoever had stolen his BDU's had timed it well, given the nature of the rules for the match he was given. He had planned, or wanted to avoid being put into many hentai-esque moves as possible, something his BDU's would have helped in; but now, being clothed in a single piece of rather revealing clothing that could have been easily pulled off from the right angle, well, there was no guarantee of avoiding any possible hentai moves from his opponent. Shaking his head as he took a ring post opposite of the entrance, he awaited this Emilia Watson's entrance.

Emelia didn't doubt at all that this fight would be interesting, of course, her opponent seemed to be a new one too, and even if she had received training, the best advice she would have received was basically not to trust who you are facing, so ready, she would finally put on her cap, before listening to her entrance theme and with a clear smile, she would appear in front of everyone

Hello Idiots fans like me!
Watson knew well how to make a "Good" impression, and so as she advances on the Ramp, she greets everyone, before stepping into the ring and seeing the type of Opponent she's up to
wow.... I didn't know my Opponent was someone who likes small things..... Hahaha!
And so after those words, she would await the start of the bell.

Spoiler

Like was a strong word for his current situation, Tolerate seemed even less fitting given the circumstance; and hate just didn't have enough "Oomph" compared to how Cadence felt about wearing this tiny piece of Nylon in front of God and everybody. At least his opponent was enjoying it, or at least her laughter implied so. Watching his opponent take her own ring post before the bell rang, he got a rather good look over the woman before finally focusing on her face, and from what he saw, he figured she could be a good challenge. While she was smaller than Cadence, probably about seven inches shorter than he was, she was well built; a little cute too, or so he thought anyways, though he wasn't going to say that out loud.

"Keep laughing, Lass..." Cadence said, his Irish accent flourishing from the almost subdued one that was typical for him, something he was prone to do when stressed in some manner; and stressed he was, as even the small amount of actual clothing this Emelia brandished was more than what he was forced into wearing, which definitely made him feel a little bit more naked than he already was. "You know the rules for this match, so don't think you can't end up with as little clothing as I, if not less; and I'm bettin' that's something they might very much enjoy..." Cadence gave a light flick of his head towards the audience around them as he talked, making sure she knew who he was talking about.

With the bell ringing to signal the start of the fight, Cadence, taking a deep breath to help him focus on his opponent and not the cheering audience around them, made his way towards the center of the ring. Taking an orthodox Mauy Thai stance, Cadence gave the blond lass a "Bring it" hand taunt, wanting to see what she'd do rather than put himself on the offensive right away. "Show me what you've got, Watson."

Watson was smiling as she listened to her opponent's words, clearly she wanted to do something stupid and quite funny, something she was no stranger to, so when the bell rang and she was invited by Cadence to attack, Watson would run and jump when she was close enough, aiming her butt at her opponent's body.

There were a lot of moves Cadence had been expecting to face as he taunted the woman to attack first, most of them, of course, were on the logical side of things; Clothes-lines, knees to the gut, or even a full on running punch to the face were all option's he had expected to see from the blond lass, hurling herself ass-end first right towards his body, however, was nowhere in what he considered the realm of possibilities. Completely caught off guard for a moment, by the time he thought of a way he might've countered the flying lass's ass, it was too late. Letting out a pained grunt as She impacted into him, Cadence was sent down, back-first, onto the mat with a solid thud.

As funny as it might've looked for the audience to see him get taken down with a butt of all things, it didn't feel funny, in fact it felt more strange than it was painful. At no point in any of his training had Cadence ever been taught that a rear end could have been used as a battering ram, and yet, here he was. If there was any consolation to taking that hit, though, it was that not only did he have a better idea of what he'd be seeing during this match, if not L.A.W. in general, but, it had at least secured the idea that this Emilia might be a formidable challenge, if not a unique one. Quickly lifting his legs over his head and bracing the palms of his hands against the mat below him, Cadence launched himself back up with a near perfect Kip-Up, quickly focusing his gaze on his opponent, he waited for the moment she would be facing his direction before quickly dashed towards her, lifting up a knee as he neared her, aiming to plunge said knee into her stomach.

Watson was not someone who always fought under the style everyone thought, being one who went more into the power style, Emelia did not hesitate to be more agile and flexible, so when that butt attack worked, she is ready to follow up with something more interesting, but when she stood up and adjusted her cap, she could see that her opponent seemed to know what she was doing when she jumped up, Watson as compression, also took a leap, but one straight at Cadence, wanting to crush him with the momentum and her weight.