Round 1
Rose Gold vs Artemis Grace
Win by Knockout
Rose
Artemis
Artemis awaited backstage, her entrance hood pulled up over head as she awaited her cue. Today’s was no ordinary match. It was the first round in the annual last woman standing tournament.
She had seen the previous years matches and knew what to expect from such brutal match conditions. But she was ready and willing to do her best. After all it was an honor just to participate in this tournament. But of course the huntress aimed to win it all.
Hearing her music Drawing down the moon by Brandon Yates begin to play Artemis would make her way past the curtains her sleeveless silver parka shining under the stadium lights. Raising one arm parallel to the floor she would raise her other arm up to her back as if she was reaching for a arrow from a quiver on her back. Pulling the imaginary arrow out she would mime notching it before firing it at the banner proudly displaying the last woman standing tournament. She was clear about what she wanted from this match and her demeanor made it clear she wouldn’t be backing down.
Once done she would start to strut down the ramp towards the ring. Passing the fans silently, not in a disrespectful way but just stoically. Making it to the ring she would climb the steps and walk along the ring apron to the middle of the apron as she turned and faced the ramp and fans.
Throwing an arm up in a pose Artemis threw her head back throwing the hood off revealing her blonde hair and amethyst eyes with a confident smirk. Pulling her sleeveless hoodie off she would toss it into the crowd as a souvenir for some lucky fan. Swing a leg up and over the rope the heavy weight would gracefully slip through the gap before heading to her corner entering a crouch as she awaited her opponent to come out.
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The lights cut out as the electronica of 'Gold' pulses through the arena. The stage fills with smoke, obscuring it. As the vocals kick in the directional lights flare to life, cutting through the darkness in dramatic swathes. They scan the ring and audience, offering a momentary reprieve from the darkness. Tiny flecks of gold confetti sparkle brilliantly within the arena.
The lights all assemble on the ramp and trace their way up it. Among the smoke and glitter, the shapely silhouette of a woman waits. Her head down and arms at her sides. Statue still. And the music stops for a few beats. The lights cut once again. However, they flare back to life with the beat drop!
The lightweight competitor reveals herself. Her expression is grim and determined. Her normal attire had been cast aside. She dawned an outfit of entirely black. Her red hairband contrasting brilliantly with the obsidian leotard. An outfit that matched her new heel persona. She threw a fist in the air, letting the audience know. Rose Gold was here!
Tonight would be her first appearance in the Annual Last Woman Standing Tournament. A series of brutal contests that found the competitors attempting to completely incapacitate their rivals. The rookie was a wild card. And worse. A Lightweight. She'd find herself outsized by nearly any opponent on the roster.
As she approached the ring she'd find this to be true of her round one rival. Artemis. The liliputian blonde would hop athletically over the top rope and land across from the Huntress.
"Introducing First! fighting out of Hokkaido, Japan, weighing in at 119lbs. ROSE GOOOOOOLD!"
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Artemis watched carefully throughout the course of her opponent’s theatric entrance. ‘Certainly has a flair for the dramatic.’ Artemis thought to herself idly. ‘Then again dramatic doesn’t mean weak. I should watch myself whoever she turns out to be.’ Artemis thought tactically as the lights turned on revealing her opponent Rose Gold.
‘A lightweight in a tournament for heavy weights. Yet she’s here so she must be tough or especially brutal.” The blonde thought to herself as the smaller woman made her way down the ramp towards the ring. ‘Certainly athletic.’ Artemis thought as the small blonde leaped over the ropes and into the ring so that the two opponents were face to face.
Stepping forward to the middle of the ring Artemis would put her hands on her hips. Waiting for her opponent to step up to her so the two would face down prior to the match itself starting. This was her chance to evaluate her opponent up close and personal.
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Rose Gold sauntered up to her opponent. The woman outweighed her by a considerable amount... seventy pounds at least. Despite this, the Brutal Blonde approached her silver haired contemporary as if she were somehow the larger competitor.
"My but you are tall, aren't you?" She tapped her lip as she scanned the woman's form. She wasn't nearly as curvy or busty as many of LAW's wrestlers. Something Rose and her shared. Both of them looked fit, bodies honed by training and discipline.
"I'm not gonna go easy on you just because of your size." She stated. A jest, clearly. As those words should have belonged to Artemis. But behind the joke, Rose Gold was promising the woman a rather brutal match.
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Artemis raised an eyebrow at her opponent as she sauntered up to her like she owned the place. ‘Appears someone has a Napoleon complex.’ Artemis thought as the promised not to go easy on her. Something that nearly made her snort.
“I believe I should be the one saying that to you little one.” Artemis said overlooking the short blonde’s body. ‘She more toned and muscular than you’d think and her words their not just talk.’ Artemis thought to herself clenching her fists as she prepared for the match to begin. They weren’t comparable by a long shot in terms if weight but she could tell they had at least one thing in common. They’d both be willing to do anything it took to win.
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"Hm? Little One? My name is Rose Gold. Don't worry about remembering it. They'll say it again for you when I finish knocking you out!" She spat venomously. She might have been short of stature, but she certainly wasn't short of confidence.
Rose backed off from Artemis and returned to her neutral corner. She rolled her neck and bounced from foot to foot, limbering up. Bigger women always assumed they had the advantage. Artemis however was about to find herself in the ring with a national champion Judoka. For the first time in a long time, she would find herself in a matchup where her size was actually a disadvantage!
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Artemis tsked at Rose’s rather venomous attitude. She was a whole lot of nasty for such a small package. However the larger woman would not allow that to discourage her. Instead she focused herself silently. She was a military brat, trained from a young age in cqc by her mother. This brat before her would soon find herself squished, battered and beaten beneath her heel. All she needed was for the bell to ring.
ding ding!
Soon the bell rang officially starting the match
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The bell sounded and the match was officially on! Rose bent her knees and spread her hands. She had taken a standard grappling stance and was ready to receive the woman.
That said... The two were clearly a mismatch. Rose Gold was acutely aware that if she got too deep in Artemis's game she was finished. The woman could rocket her from here to the nose bleeds with a good throw...
This match was going to test all of her skills. And her conniving. And so she waited, with her back pressed to the ropes.
"You scared of little ol' me?"
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As the match officially began Artemis immediately put her hands up in a standard grappling position. Immediately after she began to step around the ring, used to circling opponents before locking up, it was almost what she felt was the league wise standard.
Yet here was this diminutive girl, in a grappling stance yet stationed squarely in her corner. ‘If she wanted to play more defensively by bit immediately getting into a lock up I could understand that but she really isnt in a place to be snarky.’ She thought to herself annoyed at Rose Gold’s slight towards her.
“I believe I should be asking you that little one.” Artemis said adding a bit of extra emphasis to the nickname at the end having picked up on the distaste the smaller girl had to the phrase. ‘Very well if she won’t come to me I’ll go to her.’ She thought to herself bending her legs.
With a sudden push Artemis dashed Rose with impressive speed for a heavy weight. Her plan was to charge at Rose at a speed fast enough that it would make it difficult to dodge successfully and smash her into the corner and already take advantage of their considerable size difference. However even if Rose manaaged to dodge Artemis was already bracing herself to turn at the last second and hit the corner back first. It would hurt still but not as bar and Artemis would be more ready for a possible counterattack from Rose.
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Artemis was a much larger foe than Rose Gold had anticipated. She was game, as well. There were a surprising number of larger women in LAW who relished in being dominated by women Rose's size. This... Did not appear to be thr case for tbr Huntress.
She shot at Rose Gold like a cannon. Barreling towards her with bad intent. If Rose Gold were to be caught, the contest might be over in an instant. She was confident that she could tackle straight through her. Ripping her little body apart.
With that grim thought in mind, Rose spun. Not unlike an American Football player. Her hips rolled off of Artemis's shoulders as she nearly dodged. The impact sending her stumbling slightly.
Artemis on the other hand somehow twisted her body and went back first into the turn buckle. Perhaps it had been a feint? Maybe she'd never expected to hit Rose in the first place.
"Ole!" Rose taunted the woman and her bullish charge. "As slow as you are big I see." She japed through a grin. The reality was nowhere near that, unfortunately. Rose had meant to evade her entirely... And had been unsuccessful. She would need to be careful going forward as Artemis had the strength to end the match in an instant!
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As Artemis charged forward she narrowed her eyes at Rose as she began turning. ‘Dammit of course this girl fast as her tongue is sharp.’ She thought to herself already turning herself to lessen the impact.
However as she neared said corner she could feel the small flesh of her opponent clipped as she charged past. A glancing blow. Nothing to write home about but a blow none the less to keep her motivated as she impacted the corner herself with a grunt. Holding the ropes she sent a intense stare at Rose who of course mocked her as if she were a bull and the small girl was a matador.
“I’ll admit your as quick as your tongue is sharp...” she lamented before smirking ever so slightly. “However don’t think I didn’t feel you get hit, so perhaps you’re not as quick as you think.” She said cattily as she cracked her knuckles in preparation to re engage. Her opponent was fast, but not by a wide margin compared to herself.
On top of that Artemis knew she had the strength advantage, after all she was fairly certain one solid big hit to Rose would nearly put her down. All she needed was to get that big hit. Running forward out of the corner she would charge at Rose once more with her arm out to try and hit Rose with a clothesline. However unlike before this wouldn’t be a simple attack. Instead as she neared Rose who she was sure would try to dodge out of the way once more Artemis would plant her feet into the mat and pivot on her heels to try and send her arm arching around to try and bring her fist crashing down on Rose as she would try to dodge.
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Artemis appeared to be getting her blood up. It was clear that the smaller woman's barbs were effecting her. Furthermore, Artemis likely wasn't used to women evading her.
Her plan to frustrate the giantess was working. However... It wasn't without its risks. The repertoire of moves she could hit against such a daunting opponent was limited. And Artemis could surely ragdoll her.
The Huntress charged her again! Her eagerness was evident. Rose met her charge in the center of the ring! Gracefully, she dipped under the woman's clothesline. The lariat sailed overhead harmlessly and Rose looked at Artemis with a grin.
WHUMP
Artemis's fist crashed into Rose Gild's chest like a cannonball! She flattened one of Rose's breasts, crushing it against her rib cage! The mighty blow leveled her!
Rose clutched her chest from her new position on the ground! She coughed and sputtered and she rocked back and forth. Her whole world suffering!