Texas Twisters - Alizeh Midori v. Brooke Betancourt (D) - Submissions Only Match

[FreestylePoet]

Submissions Only Match: The wrestler who forces their opponent to submit to a hold first wins. Pinfalls do not count. Standard rules apply otherwise.

Brooke Betancourt paced around the gorilla position, taking deep breaths in a desperate attempt to keep her heart inside her chest. Hoping to catch more than a few eyes for her debut match, she'd picked a rather revealing outfit -- a simple, orange two-piece bikini with small frills around the hem of her bottoms. She still had a box of her signature hats left over from an old promotion, so she wore such a cap as well.

Tonight's Match Attire

"You'll do great, Brooke. You'll be great, and this is just the first step." Her manager, Dr. Christina Morgenstern, was a few feet away, strategically placed so that she wouldn't attract the attention of anybody who got seats near the entrance ramp. "I made sure to book you against a girl that won't be too rough with you."

"Yeah, she's not a total monster like some of the girls here. But she's, like, twice my size and five times as experienced!" Christina's advice came from a good place, she knew, but it wasn't really helping at the moment. "And yeah, I know that this is 'just the first step,'" she continued while adopting a faux German accent to mock her manager, "but that's what is making this so... urgh!" Brooke clawed at the air to make her feelings known.

"You managed to choke Leonie out in a spar just this week, Brooke. Don't think so little of yourself."

Brooke was about to throw some witty retort at Christina, probably something about how Leonie had the technical skills of a mad ant (though she loved her for it), when an assistant tapped her on the shoulder and informed her that she was due to take the stage. Taking one more breath with closed eyes, Brooke turned towards the backstage entrance and waited for the announcer to call her name.

"Coming to you straight from the covers of Babes & Ballistics Magazine by way of Galveston, Texas, U.S.A., please welcome tonight's debutant... the Downrange Diva, Brooke Betancourt!"

Brooke's Entrance Theme - Ready Aim Fire - Imagine Dragons

For a moment, Brooke cringed at the announcer's reference to her previous career -- a relic of a bygone age if you asked her, despite the fact that said age was just a few months ago. Even if it hadn't been particularly unkind to her, she came here to escape that world, so the introduction was a disheartening reminder of just how closely it was attached to her. No matter what they thought of her, though, Brooke knew that at the end of the day, the spotlight was on her, so this was her stage, her canvas, her new start. Nobody would take that away from her. It was now up to Brooke herself to make the most of it.

Fixing a steely, smoldering gaze on the ring before her, Brooke treated the entrance ramp as if it were a catwalk, stepping and sashaying to the beat of the song. She doffed her cap, autographing it with a Sharpie that Christina had given her before the match before tossing it into the crowd without a glance. If her image was much more "covergirl" than "Southern belle," then that was intentional. Just another chip away at the old Brooke Betancourt, and another brick laid towards the new one.

As she bent herself into the ring, Brooke's lips curled in excitement despite the anxiety that very much still swirled within her. Even if she didn't end up giving the best performance out there in the ring, she was hopeful that her first foray into LAW would at least be fun.

With that hope in mind, Brooke took a simple strut-and-wave around the ring before coming to a casual stop at her designated corner, waiting for her rival for the evening to arrive.

[Bare]

Alizeh smiled and stretched her arms out backstage in order to make sure her new(ish) white and orange wrestling attire was nice and fitted against her form in preparation for her match tonight.Thinking about the match up caused a small grin to appear across the greenette's face since apparently her reputation as a gate keeper was gonna increase with her being set against a new girl. "Man I hope people don't think I'm doing this to beat down on newbs or something." She would say to herself knowing that was the perceptions some fans had towards gatekeepers, but really Alizeh was just eager to see what new people had going for them!

Spoiler

In particular her opponent tonight had amassed some interest from Alizeh personally, mostly since they were both from the same state with both even hailing from coastal towns as well! So naturally Alizeh felt a slight kinship with this Brooke off the bat, something that was only furthered when she heard the apparent former model was also a major technician as well meaning this would be quite the fun match for the girl!

Bouncing on her heels Alizeh approached the entrance ramp with confidence brimming from her every pore as she waited. She wasn't looking to hurt or dishearten Brooke however... it'd be against Alizeh's nature to hold back. So she'd do a gatekeeper's job and put her opponent tonight through her paces. Bouncing on her heels still Alizeh beamed the moment the beats of her entrance song came on and without needing to be told she bounded up the steps through the curtain as her name was announced.

"And her opponent from Port Aransas, Texas, U.S.A., The Emerald Storm.... Alizeh Midori!"

Spoiler

https://youtu.be/h5xU2bghopw

Hearing her name announced in such a way always sent a flutter through Alizeh stomach as she posed with her fist in the air for the fans who cheered for her as a response. Strutting down the ring at a even pace Alizeh would high five whatever fans were near her as passed, flashing beaming smiles to them as she did so.

Upon nearing the ring Alizeh would leap up onto the outside apron and turn while grabbing the top rope as she did. Letting her torse drop and hang a bit Alizeh looked at the camera and flashed a smile as she raised her leg up in addition to the pose before pulling herself up to her feet. Looking over to her opponent Alizeh would wink to the cute brunette before Alizeh vaulted over the top rope and landed with a roll in the ring. Popping up to her feet in the center Alizeh would extend her hand out.

"Howdy!" Alizeh would say with a chuckle as she waited to see if the girl would accept the handshake. "I'm Alizeh nice to meet ya! As one beach girl to another welcome to LAW." Alizeh would add with a friendly smile.. even if she never really considered herself a beach girl. But finding it would probably be a good way to welcome the new girl prior to stretching her out.

[FreestylePoet]

Man, the LAW arena sure is big... Brooke bounced against the turnbuckles in her corner, trying not to look out at the match crew, stage lights, or Jumbotron. Most of all, Brooke was trying desperately to avoid noticing the audience for her debut match. It was a tough task, given that said crowd was all around her, screaming and cheering their heads off in anticipation of said match... And that it was one of the biggest crowds she'd ever seen... And that they were probably about to watch her get smacked around by a stronger, more experienced fighter.

Suddenly, the sound of distant thunder and the feedback of an amp started to rumble through the arena. Brooke had been to enough rock concerts to know that, any second now, she'd be hearing-

"Whoa."

Alizeh stepped onto the ramp, confidence and determination written all over her face. The green-haired veteran bounded towards the ring, her comfort in the situation apparent in the way she played to the crowd and moved with a purpose. Her entrance song rocked the house with guitar riffs and flashes of lighting, but it was clear that the crowd was thunderstruck by Alizeh herself more than anything else. Every little bit of her body language showed Brooke exactly what it took to succeed in this league. She was poised. She was strong. She was exciting.

And she was hot.

Brooke had known that LAW prided itself on its strong, sexy, sensual talent, whether they were rolling around in a lewd match or brawling it out in a war of attrition. LAW's wrestlers were some of the greatest athletes in the world, and they were subjected to all sorts of matches. It made sense that they'd be extremely attractive. Nothing could have prepared her for standing in front of one of them, though. Alizeh scampered up the ring apron, casually but excitedly climbing through the ropes. Then she winked at Brooke, and --

She winked at me?!?

Blinking as she shook herself out of her stupor, Brooke stepped forward to meet her opponent's greeting. Alizeh almost certainly noticed the way that Brooke's eyes were locked on her, both out of admiration and attraction. Nonetheless, she'd said something to her, and the brunette couldn't just keep standing there like an idiot. She hoped to God that her hands weren't as clammy as they felt and took Alizeh's own in a handshake.

"So ya got me figured out already, huh?" Brooke asked with a chuckle. Sure, any Texan would know where Arlington is, but truth be told, she was always more of a beachgoer than a countryside kind of girl. "You'd be surprised how many people hear 'Texas' and get some kinda idea about how I am... Not just since I moved to Japan, either." As she spoke, her voice took on more and more of a country twang. Ordinarily, she hid her accent despite how slight it was, always wary of getting judged for her background. There was something both about facing off with a fellow Texan and about Alizeh herself, though, that made Brooke more comfortable than she expected to be. She'd have to thank her manager later -- Christina's instincts in figuring out what kind of girl would be a good first opponent for Brooke were impressive.

With a sheepish, sidelong grin, Brooke released the handshake and took a step back to maintain a respectful distance from the woman she was about to fight. "But yeah, I'm Brooke. Thanks for the welcome! Looks like I've got a lot to learn from you." She looked back towards the entrance ramp, still impressed with how Alizeh carried herself. Maybe someday she'd reach that point. "Both inside the ring and out."

[Bare]

As Alizeh wrapped her entrance up she could already feel the eyes of her opponent on her but luckily she felt no malicious intent along with it. Turning to face her only confirmed what she thought as she saw a look full of dumbstruck admiration and more than a bit of attraction. Neither of which surprised Alizeh, much as her big head allowed her to think at least. After all Alizeh knew she was attractive and was quite proud of and willing to flaunt it. In this case it seemed to have charmed her opponent before their bout had even started, something Alizeh wouldn't complain about for a variety of reasons.

So as she stepped forward and held her hand out to the girl Alizeh was eager to see what kind of person Brooke was. The girl was definitely attractive herself, very lithe and toned with a nice tan that was no surprise given their shared home state. Luckily the girl showed no hesitation meeting her in the middle of the ring and shaking her hand causing Alizeh to smile a bit more softly towards the girl as she firmly shook her hand whilst listening to what she had to say which only made Alizeh chuckle good naturedly.

"Hehe well the town and bikini sorta give it away." She said with a chuckle giving Brooke's hand a firm shake and holding on for a few more extra seconds of contact before releasing it and bouncing on her heels for a second before smirking at what Brooke said next, noticing the girl slip into more of her accent causing Alizeh to smile in nostalgia. "Hah yeah, everyone assume you were a cow girl and spent weekends firing guns off at a field too?" The greenette asked mirthfully, fully knowing some of the stereotypes each had probably dealt with.

As she did so Alizeh would take a step back in unison with her opponent, distance getting made as both prepared for the match at hand. Putting her hands up Alizeh smirked with a twinge more of a teasing tone to it as she heard the last few words that slipped from her lips. "Heh no problem at all." She said while leaning forward a bit, intentionally giving the younger girl a better look at her chest. "Trust me, I look forward to showing you everything I can do." She said flirtily with another ring before...

DIng ding

The bell rang officially starting the match between the two Texan girls! As soon as it did Alizeh would step forward with her palms out, inviting Brooke to a test of strength against the greenette. 'Lets see what she tries to do.' Alizeh thought to herself, waiting with eager anticipation at Brooke's response to her challenge!

[FreestylePoet]

Brooke giggled alongside Alizeh, distantly aware of how weird that was given that she was about to fight her but still comfortable enough nonetheless. Hopefully, this wasn't just a front to disarm her before a brutal demolition in the ring, but Alizeh seemed genuine enough. Brooke was more than happy to joke around with her for the time being.

A blush rose to Brooke's face as Alizeh bent over, the gesture and her tempting promise of what was to come in this match both confirming that she had in fact been caught looking. Clearly, Alizeh didn't mind, but somehow that didn't make it any better. Brooke was trying to get out from under her old identity, but she didn't want to replace it with a reputation as a perv!

Don't look at her chest, don't look at her chest, do NOT look at her chest-

"Uh, yeah, heh!" she agreed awkwardly, her eyes wide as she made a point of keeping them locked on Alizeh's own. The so-called Emerald Storm was definitely Brooke's type, but the way she welcomed her gaze and even flirted back on her own lit up a firestorm beneath Brooke's freckles. Whatever she was about to say had long since melted out of her brain, so she just nodded in agreement, throwing up as polite a smile as she could muster. "I'm... looking forward to it!"

Luckily, she was saved by the bell -- and not even in the way that she expected to in this line of work. When the ringside officials kicked off their match, Brooke suddenly had something else to focus on: Beating Alizeh!

Taking one last deep, closed-eyed breath to steel herself, Brooke looked at her opponent with a determined look on her face. "Don't worry, I'll be sure to show you as much as I can, too." Ignoring the accidental innuendo in her words, the Downrange Diva reached up and accepted the test of strength. Because Alizeh was a fair bit taller than her, Brooke had to reach up and straighten her arms a bit, but she was able to slip her fingers between Alize's all the same. Still, she was at a disadvantage in both leverage and strength, so as she pushed against her rival, Brooke started thinking of an out.

Just when Brooke's arms were starting to give way, she pulled her right hand away from the lockup and pivoted away, hoping to line up their bodies for a classic judo throw! As brief and basic as her self-defense judo lessons were, they were designed specifically to get the edge on larger assailants. There were downsides, sure. Giving her back up to Alizeh was a huge risk, especially if the throw failed, and she might not be able to fully flip the heavier girl given her middling strength even if it worked. But she had to play to her strengths, and that meant using what she knew to take this fight to the ground!

[Bare]

Alizeh smiled confidently at the brunette as she watched the girl blush and apparently have a meltdown at her words, clearly being rather affected by her flirtations. 'heh, I always love a blusher.' She thought to herself while visually inspecting Brooke again. Unlike the brunette however Alizeh showed no worry at all about being caught, rather she was just enjoying the show, trying to think about what the girl would do, and what she herself could do and get away with in this match.

After all Brooke was certainly Alizeh's type. Athletic and lithe, bold personality but easily flustered and a cute appearance not to mention she was Texan too! So to say there was a natural attraction to be had went without saying. But Alizeh while the type to mix business with pleasure, did so within reason. She wasn't about to do anything that would get herself disqualified.

So to start things off Alizeh decided to test Brooke's mettle while creating an opportunity for some physical contact with a test of strength. After all there were a lot of things one could learn about someone through such a opening move and there was a lot Alizeh looked forward to seeing from her.

So once the bell rang and Alizeh had her hands up she was looking at Broke expectantly, silently hoping her opponent wasn't so new to wrestling that she'd need an explanation of what this was. Luckily she wasn't and Brooke was soon reaching up to grasp Alizeh's own hands. 'Good. Unless she has freakish strength like Sanae she should realize pretty quickly she's outmatched. What will matter is what she does next after realizing it.' Alizeh thought to herself, already evaluating her opponent with a critical eye and mind, focused more so on testing the limits on Brooke's abilities as opposed to her own.

Luckily Alizeh wouldn't have to wait long. Despite pushing down and hard onto Brooke's slender frame, Alizeh's own taller and broader size advantage was granting her a fairly easy time overwhelming Brooke's. Just as she was about to fully break her opponent's guard however Brooke changed things up.

Before she could react properly Alizeh felt one of Brooke's hands slip from her grip. Then she instead felt it join Brooke's other hand in gripping just one of Alizeh's as the girl dropped down pulling Alizeh over! 'Clever girl.' Alizeh thought to herself, grinning in spite of being taken off her feet. Just before she hit the mat however Alizeh reversed the grip of their hands, holding tightly onto Brooke's hand. So once Alizeh impacted back first with the mat she'd use her own descending momentum and her superior strength to pull Brooke forward as well, aiming to flip the girl over herself with a arm drag!

[FreestylePoet]

Thankfully, Brooke had never had a bad experience with a fan that forced her to break out her judo training. That meant, however, that this was her first time ever trying to throw somebody who was actually trying to resist! So when she actually tried it, Brooke was surprised by how easy it actually was to just bump a girl up onto your hip, twist a little bit, and throw her to the mat! All of a sudden, Brooke's earlier concerns over Alizeh's advantages in size, strength, and experience felt silly.

"Holy -- shit!"

That is, until Alizeh tugged right back, pulling Brooke right back towards her and towards the mat! Any second now, Brooke expected to trip over Alizeh's supine body, or else to just be yanked until her back was on the mat herself. Either way, she certainly expected to feel the sound and pain of her skin hitting the ring floor.

... But that impact never came. Instead, Brooke found that her legs were spread out wide, the flexibility that she'd earned through her career as a model suddenly coming in handy. Apparently, the brief training that she'd received upon joining LAW had given her instincts -- instincts that had caused Brooke to reflexively post out her leg and catch her balance!

Whoa... she thought, am I a badass now? Er, wait, focus! Okay, Brooke, your legs are right next to hers, her back is on the mat, what do you do... oh, right!

Brooke let her knees hit the mat, quickly attempting to slip her legs underneath Alizeh's and pull out wide. She would lay her body right on top of Alizeh's (with an appropriately furious blush, of course), setting up the bottom half of a grapevine pin! Of course, Brooke knew that Alizeh wouldn't just let her have the pin, and even if she did, she probably wouldn't be able to get a full count on her experienced opponent. Still, she struggled to pin Alizeh's hands above her head, only distantly aware of how much her actions looked like a classic hand-batting catfight.

[Bare]

Alizeh smirked even as she fell as a result of Brooke's surprisingly solid judo throw. Martial arts was always something one could expect in a match, but admittedly Alizeh hadn't expected it from the girl who was a former model. Something she'd be sure to kick herself over later. But that being said what happened next further shocked the green haired girl, not just from a skill stand point but also a.. intimate one.

With her arm drag Alizeh had fully expected to pull her opponent over and onto the mat beside her, a position Alizeh could easily capitalize on. But a spanner had been thrown into her plan thanks to the surprising flexibility and quick thinking of her opponent!

"Whoa!"

Eyes widening in surprise as a gasp of shock left her mouth Alizeh was left to gape at the surprising stunt from her opponent as within moments her legs were caught by her opponent's and subsequently pulled apart by her opponent in a grape vine pin attempt!

"Ughhh agh!"

Releasing a unintentionally erotic moan Alizeh threw her head back as her arms squirmed about at her sides, trying to evade the grasp of her opponent. But that was easier said than than done. Despite Alizeh's best effort it wasn't long before her fellow Texan had managed to grasp her wrists and forced them above her head making Alizeh wince further as she was fully secured in the extremely early pin fall attempt.

However Alizeh was far from a rookie and knew exactly what to do in this type of situation.

Biting her lip to stop from making more erotic noises Alizeh would immediately bridge her back in order to keep her shoulders off the mat and prevent any kind of count from the ref who had already slid in to start. Unknowingly however this defensive measure of hers ended up pushing her breasts into her opponents, heightening what was already a sensual position! "Heh.. you really couldn't wait to get up close to me huh?" She asked despite the slight twinge of pain in her voice. But Alizeh was sure to lean her head as high as she could to be as near as possible to Brooke's face.

On paper a grapevine was a fairly easy move but also one difficult to escape relatively speaking. Alizeh was thankfully taller and larger than Brooke giving her the edge so there were at least some options available to her. But the more aware Brooke was the more difficult it'd be to pull off, so Alizeh was focused on distracting Brooke, something she hoped would be easy given the attraction her opponent displayed earlier...

[FreestylePoet]

Things were going so well. In the first little bit of her debut match, Brooke had thrown her opponent to the mat, prevented herself from getting flung down herself, and even locked in a pretty sweet grapevine. All things considered, the Downrange Diva was in a pretty good spot. But then Alizeh just had to bridge out and ruin the whole thing.

Of course, Brooke still held her strong position astride Alizeh. But now, the Emerald Storm had pressed her body right up against Brooke's, preventing her from locking in the pin. That wasn't the problem, though. The problem was how Alizeh's breasts were pushing at her own. And how Alizeh's abs were basically supporting Brooke's entire weight. And how every time Brooke struggled to push Alizeh back down, their waists rubbed ever so slightly against one another. And how-

"Haah!" Brooke gasped, her breath already shaking due to the exertion of this early part of their match and to Alizeh's own actions. Her breath no doubt washed over Alizeh's own face, given their proximity.

"C'mon," she whined, "if you're going to flirt with me, can't it wait until after the match?" After a second or two of continuing to try to force Alizeh back onto the mat, she yelped, realizing the implications of what she'd just said. Her face erupted into yet another blush. "W-Wait, I didn't mean- I mean, uh, if you want to, after... ugh! Just let me pin you!" Eventually, she realized that she could just try to pull Alizeh's legs farther for a submission attempt instead... but before she could even think about putting that into action, her grip on Alizeh's arms and legs were already loosened, setting Brooke up for whatever escape or reversal her opponent wanted to attempt!

[Bare]

Alizeh continued to grin up at her opponent even as her legs were stretched apart and she was forced to strain herself in order to maintain the constant bridge. But it was clear that her teasing had a clear effect on the girl. Perfect, that just meant her plan was working as she had wanted it too, and just as planned she felt the grips on her loosen.

Smirking just a bit wider at her opponent Alizeh pumped her hips up, pressing her groin against Brooke's while also grinding their abs together. "Mhmmm maybe. But where's the fun in that baby?" She shot back in response to Brooke's request to flirt after the match. But she wasn't done there.

"Mhmm maybe later, once we're in my bed." Alizeh shot back once again, this time in response to Brooke's demand to let the girl pin her. Hehe so easy.' The green haired girl thought to herself as she winked at the brunette.

As she did so however Alize would suddenly pull her arms down in a effort to take Brooke's support out from under her. Than assuming the girl fell face first Alizeh would pull her arms up in order to pull her wrists free from Brooke's grasp. If that worked then Alizeh would then wrap her arms around the woman's waist to secure a tight bear hug on her younger opponent!

If she managed the move and assuming the squeeze distracted the Downrange Diva into loosening her legs grip further than Alizeh would pull her legs free from Brooke's grasp the green haired girl would try to get her feet under her before attempting to get to her feet in order to lift Brooke up into a bear hug!