GASTER vs Alex Drizzle - 2/3 Tables POW Match

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"No! I won't let you ru....AH!", GASTER managed to reach Alex before the girl ran away from the table. But right as the Cool Queen was in her grasp, the blunette would nail her elbow on the side of the Shadow Lord's head, completely disorienting GASTER!

Managing to get an advantage on the Shadow Lord, Alex would mimic what her foe had in mind for her, as she would grasp GASTER's leggings and bra, before trying to hurl her onto the table, throwing her in a way resembling a bouncer throwing out a drunk patron of a bar!

GASTER grunted as she hit the table side first, before falling off of it completely. GASTER grunted as the unbalanced table tipped and fell onto her. The Shadow Lord was extremely dazed from the earlier elbow, however, slowing her down significantly in her pushing the table away and her rise to her feet, as the Queen of Cool Style was in a great spot to capitalise on her attack!

[RJD]

Alex would be satisfied with her mighty toss, putting bar keeps and biuncers to shame will her too tier launching capabilities. Unfortunateky the result of her landing would be less satisfactory, the shadow lord practically skidding although the table before it fell atop her downed body.

For a moment Alex's glared at the ref, as if she was about to argue, till she realised there was no argument she could give and that she just had to accept the tables will. "God damnit!" The cool queen cried out in frustration before grasping the table in hand and folding it's legs onwards before lifting it. The relatively small woman holding the table in both arms before lifting it and waiting for Gaster to rise.

Once the ominious being from the shadows rose again the protector of the universe and undeniable queen of cool would attempt to put her to rest, holding the table vertically and running forward, trying to drive it into her opponent's whole body.

Of course Alex did so with the belief that she could put enough force behind her that the table would break, but just about anyone with a bit more sense about them could tell that the table would never even remotely crack from such a move. Although it would certainly hurt Gaster if it hit.

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As GASTER tried to get up, she tried to shove the table off of her. Strangely, the table seemed much later than she expected, with it practically being lifted by some external force as she forced it away from her body...

Not seeing what was happening with the table or her rival, GASTER tried to make her way up to her feet.

"Aaaaaahhh...", the Shadow Lord quietly moaned in pain, realizing that Cool Queen's rough throw onto the table left it's mark on the Ominous One, as the side of her belly pulsed with pain. The Shadow Lord knew that a dark bruise would likely form at her stomach as the result of the throw...

...but it won't hurt as badly as what GASTER was about to experience.

She couldn't find Alex once she stood up, and when she turned around, she found an upright table quickly making it's way towards her!

"GAAAAH!", not able to react in time, Alex would drive the table roughly onto GASTER's body! The Shadow Lord would fall before the Cool Queen as a result, as Alex dominantly held the table above her body!

Clara grew afraid. When Alex chose the Tables match stip, she didn't expect her rival to use the table as a weapon, even if it was legal. As her entire body pulsed with pain from her previous attack, she had to get away from Alex some how...

"Uuuuugh...using a weapon of such maginitude to beat an unarmed lord...is that what is considered "Cool" in your kingdom? Because to me, attacking an unarmed foe is a mark of a coward", GASTER would rise to a seat, trying to talk the Cool Queen out of using the Table as a weapon, rather than means to an end...

[RJD]

Alex would admittedly use the table partly in frustration from the fact it hadn't broke previously, and that proved to be the case yet again as the table didn't reach breaking point, The shadow Lord herself likely been more damaged by the weaponised furniture.

The cool queen then heard her opponent begin to speak, planning to ignore her completely until she heard the other wrestler challenge her title. " What? We are in a tables match, there's nothing wrong with me using the table as a weapon. Sorry more about the magnitude of destruction that will fall upon you when I slam you through them. " The cool queen would say, defending her actions before then dropping the table to the mat, clearly conflicted on the issue but her pride wouldn't let her outwardly agree with Gaster's words. The cool queen much more impressionable than she liked to admit.

Then the bluenette would lift her opponent's likely bruised body and Irish whip her towards the corner, before then running towards the other wrestler and delivering a powerful clothesline in attempts to knock her opponent into her rear.

The cool queen feeling slightly bad about using excessive force, and planning to at least give the shadow Lord's body some time to recover from her interactions with the table before she ultimately had to be sent crashing through it.

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Even though Alex justified herself in using the table, the Shadow Lord still managed to convince the Cool Queen to drop her weapon in order to fight unarmed, with GASTER using Alex's impressionable nature against her.

However, the Masked Lord was still feeling the aftermath of being hit with the table the first time. As such, it was easy for the blunette to retain her upper hand, and, as such, Irish Whip the Shadow Lord towards the nearby corner...

...before she ultimately gave chase, and sandwiched GASTER's head between the turnbuckle and her forearm!

Moaning in pain, GASTER slid off the turnbuckle onto her butt, using the padding of the middle turnbuckle as a pillow, breathing heavily as the Cool Queen's momentum in the match grew more and more as she stood above the downed Lord!

[RJD]

Alex after dropping the table would push any other doubts to her mind, the bluenette being as simplistic as she was impressionable, which luckily meant she could forget about the worry that she had went to hard on the shadow lord and immediately go back to dealing out the pain. The cool queen Irish whipping her opponent towards the corner and then running after her before driving her forearm into Gaster's head, bashing her masked foe's skull against the top turnbuckle in the process most likely.

Then the cool queen would take a few steps back as she gasped, starting to get a slight bit worn down from the frequent moving and so far hard hitting style of this match up. Alex didn't waste too much time though, taking a few more steps back before breaking in a run towards the corned yet still ominous force currently sealed in the corner. Alex hoping that whatever cosmic force kept her at bay managed to suppress her long enough for Alex to leap into the air and drive her legs into her seated opponent's body in a low dropkick.

The cool queen then crumbling to the mat and pushing herself out of the corner before moving up to a seated position if successful in her move. Surveying the damage done to the entity of darkness with the intention of raising the table again, if proved to be a fitting time to do so.

" Seems you were right Gaster...I need only my radiant fists to suppress your evil. " Alex would say as slowly and clearly as she could in her somewhat tired state, waiting to see if Gaster stirred or responded to her comment.

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As GASTER sat at the turnbuckle, she saw her blue rival take off away from the corner, before rushing at the Shadow Lord once more, jumping low and aiming her feet at the Masked Lord's body!

"GUAAAAAAH!", she wheezed as Alex's feet painfully landed against her body. In theory, she had Alex in her vision all the while during her run, and as such, should've been able to easily escape. However, GASTER was also way too tired by this point in the match. Couple that with the turnbuckle Clothesline, and the poor Shadow Lord was unable to move away from her spot...

"You...sound tired..."cough"...Lord of Cool. Are you sure you will be able to suppress my being from this world?", GASTER would say, as Clara smirked under her mask, defiant and determined until the very end to beat the blunette once again...

[RJD]

Alex would hear Gaster's exhaustion in her voice, giving the Queen of cool style the prompt she needed to drag her somewhat tired body towards the table yet again. " Ha...At this rate I could easily snuff out your being. " The bluenette would swiftly respond, before increasing her breathing rate to get some energy back as she bent over and grasped the table.

The cool queen would then lift the table and stretch out it's legs, placing it comfortably on the canvas just a few feet from Gaster. Alex then walking back to the masked wrestler and grasping her by the hair, slowly forcing her up to her feet. The cool wrestler then trying to drive her knee into her opponent's gut to make her keel over, before then placing her opponent's head between her legs.

Alex would then hoist her opponent up, letting out a groan as she first hoisted the wrestler up and then tried to move her until she was hunched over the cool queen's shoulder. Gaster's upper half facing the table. Then the cool queen would try to take a few steps towards the table and try to powerslam her opponent through the table, Alex planning to break the table with her own strength since it seemed gravity couldn't end the shadow Lord's reign of tyranny on its own merrit.

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GASTER wouldn't pay any mind to the Cool Queen's taunts, growing much more scared over Alex taking a hold of the table once again, before setting it up, preparing to use it for the downfall of GASTER!

"No...no...AHHHH!, underneath her mask, Clara cringed as Alex took a hold of her hair, getting the Shadow Lord back to her feet. And before the Ominous One could escape, the Queen of Cool would drive her cool knee into the dark pit that likely served as GASTER's stomach!

With the Shadow Lord doubled down, Alex easily got GASTER's head between her legs, hoisting the Dark One up on her shoulder as she menacingly carried her foe towards the table!

"N-Noooooooo! Let go! Someone, my minions, save MEEEEEE----GAAAAAAH!", GASTER screamed in fear as she saw the table in the distance, before the blunette queen rushed towards it, before trying to slam the Shadow Lord down through the table!

...but the table didn't budge. It's will unshattered, all that was hurt as the result of the powerslam was GASTER's spine, as she laid on top of the table, moaning in pain, somewhat wishing for the damned Japanese table to be broken already to end her suffering...

[RJD]

Alex would fight to lift the shadow lord into her shoulder and keep her there, her own tiredness making it difficult to control such a dark entity. " Anyone who dared to follow you would meet the same fate " The cool queen would say, in response to her opponent calling on her minions who for now, seemed to be too intimdated to move from the shadows for to Alex's overwhelming radiant aura.

Then the cool queen gathered her strength and speedily marched on, letting out a war cry as she approached the table and slammed Gaster down on it hard. The shadow lord finally meeting her end.

Although it was quite a quiet and, why couldn't the table be heard shattering? Alex was confused falling to the mat herself upon slamming her opponent, falling into her knees and looking up to see something unbelivable.

The table was in one piece. In awe the cool queen Stared at it from bellow, letting out a cry of frustration and near Insanity at the fact that the table seemingly could take any force Alex could deal out. This was a direct challenge, some foul god willed for the table not to break, or perhaps someone built it especially strong. Hell, it didn't matter. What did matter is that regardless of who was issuing the challenge, Alex's strength was certainly coming into question from this little battle of wills between herself and the table.

The cool queen would slowly move up to her feet, before looking down at the table and Gaster atop it. The cool queen pushing Gaster off the table in annoyance before then waiting for the shadowy foe to regenrate. Hoping to trap the ominous one within her grasp as she would rise.