Match Type: Standard
Win Conditions: Pinfall, Submission
Everything was functioning like clockwork backstage of LAW. The show had begun and people were hard at work; wrestlers getting into their ring gear, makeup-artists meticulously applying cosmetics to the performners, camera crew scrambling for the right locations to set up their cameras for better viewing angles, spot boys and personal assistants scurrying like mice having all sorts of expressions on their faces from overtly cautious to downright breaking down in tears; basically a another Tuesday in a wrestling company. Allison, clad in her ring-gear, that exposed and accentuated her toned midriff ,her source of pride; was deep in conversation with the camera crew and special effects team about when she should be getting out of the curtain, the timing of the lights and special effects and other minute details. This was her debut match. She was feeling elated.
"This is it...everything that I worked for, the dream that slipped from Papa's grasp, all the days of Mama not giving up on me, even when I was ready to leave everything...it all comes down to this. This match is for you both, and you can damn sure I am going to whoop ass in the ring!" Allison pumped herself up. The scrappy brawler was ready to bring the house down.
Her entrance music, Royal Blood, hit and the audience were intrigued. The music began to pump Allison up and it seemed to do the same to the audience as well.
"Time to put on a show and set the standard for a debut" She whispered to herself. She walked out of a curtain with a swagger, a demeanor showing that she belonged her and that she won't be overrawed by the magnittude of the occassion.Her jacket, coming upto her knees, was unbuttoned and left open, showing her midriff in all its glory and a tantalizing view of her cleavage. The long-haired woman knew the effect she had on people wand walked down the ramp,swaying her hips with a sensual smirk, winking at a few lucky guys and gals who made eye contact with her. As Allison sauntered to the ringside, she got up the steel steps with grace and walked on the apron , holding her the rope with her left hand for support until she reached the middle.
"They are so gonna eat this.." She then smirked and shifted her gaze towards her left, meeting the audience and winked, and did the size on her right, before hooking both her arms around the top rope, facing the ramp and sensually bent her back, leaning back against the top rope, accentuating her alluring midriff for all to see and be mesmerized. She could hear the audience cheers and gasps of astonishment over her audacity and boldness. The scrappy brawler then climbed into the ring from between the top and middle ropes and swayed to her corner, taking her jacket off and hung it outwards on the ringpost and leaned against the top turnbuckle, before grabbing the top rope on both sides with her hands and bent forward to stretch, awaiting her opponent.