Call the shots: Berserk Liger vs Gil

[The Riders]

Liger can honestly say that she really hates Gil with a burning passion... The nerve of her opponent treating this like a game, or even saying that she is looking better than her in front of the fans. Each word that comes out of the other woman mouth just sends her into another rage, how was Gil able to get her mother respect that fast when she was trying since she joined LAW... it wasn't until being beaten up that her mother finally noticed her, and Ana as well before her mother decided to train the both of them and make them more ruthless in the ring.

"I fricking hate...' Liger doesn't even finish her words as her opponent slides her legs around her head. Wiggling trying to free herself before letting out a loud scream 'AAAHHH" from having her leotard yanked up into her backside exposing her pale cheeks to the crowd to see, before two hard smacks land flush on them. Her hips bouncing from being spanked like a child by Gil just adds more humiliation and anger as she keeps kicking trying to escape the hold, swearing revenge on her small opponent for this.

Liger groans out. Her face slammed into the canvas as she rolls over onto her back. But still her opponent was on a mission as Gil went for another face sit smother move, covering her face with her toned butt. A furious scream is muffled as Liger trashes, trying to push her opponent off of her face.

[Arista]

"...Now, now, Liger, you don't need to make a fuss out of this, losing to me really suits you, trust me, I'm enjoying it plenty...!" She taunted as she laid a harsh smack down on Liger's ass, then, without warning, smashing the woman's face square into the mat, turning her over before she made herself comfortable, using Liger as a chair. "...Isn't that much better, it's almost like your face was made for being shoved up my butt, isn't it...?"

She giggled gleefully, bouncing up-and-down, her butt-cheeks wobbling with every thrust up-ward. Suddenly, her face soured, and she leapt off of Liger's face at lightning-like speed, hopping backward and readying herself for an attack...! "...Not happening, Liger, you lured me into a smother so you could bite me again, but that's not happening...!" Gil clicked her tongue. "...You think I'm naïve, but I'm not falling for that trick again, No ma'am...!"

She waited for Liger to stand back up and face her, one she did, she would expect a charge, and if her expectations became reality, she would time things just right, leaping right on que, all to land one mean drop-kick right into Liger's chest, sending her back onto the mat with a resounding thud! Gil would sloly walk over, standing over-the-top of her rival, bending-over and putting her face close to Liger's. "...You really thought you had me there, didn't you, but I know all your tricks now, nothing you can try will stop me...!" She cackled, trying her best to sound evil...!

[The Riders]

Liger can't believe that Gil is trying to smother her again. She is fully prepared to bite the woman again on the rear end to prove a point, that no matter how many times her opponent keeps trying to smother her, she will bite. Seems that what Aliyah was saying about Gil only knowing five moves are true, but before she can do anything, her opponent quickly got off her face and stepped backwards.

Letting out an annoyed growl of anger. Liger slowly pulls herself up using the ring ropes annoyed and upset, thinking that Gil is trying to take it easy on her, or she doesn't consider her that much of a threat. As she turns around, right into a drop-kick that knocks the wind out of her, falling backwards clutching her stomach as she rolls over to the side. Giving Gil the biggest death glare she can give, having to hear the other woman tell her that nothing she can do will stop her from winning this match.

[Arista]

"...You bit off more than you can chew this time, Liger...!" Gil talked-down to her rival, backing up to just in-front of the woman's legs, taking a tight grasp around either-one of her ankles, lifting them up of the mat as she started to motion into a cricle, speeding up slowly, picking up the pace with every passing-second until she managed to spin on the back of her heel and lift Liger up-off the mat, spinning her in a circle, round-and-round and a high speed...!

"...You should have never challanged me to a rematch, Liger, I'll show you just how strong I can be...!" With that said, Gil timed her realease perfectly, attempted to throw Liger right into a corner, where, hopefully, she would make shoulder-first, or head-first, contact, with the corner, knocking her out of commision for a few moment while Gil moved into motion her next plan of attack...!

If all of this went off without a hitch, Gil would bounce herself into the opposing corner, before launching herself forward and leaping up for a flipping cannon-ball right into Liger's body, she didn't care where she hit, so long as she was making solid body-to-body contact with Liger, she would walk away happy...!

[The Riders]

Liger can only glare at her opponent, as she is still powerless to stop Gil. Her legs are grabbed as her opponent starts to spin around and around as she can even feel her back being lifted off the ground, before being spun around at high speeds. Everything is going by so quickly in a swirling blur as her world is spinning, feeling herself getting sick and dizzy by this weird move.

Finally, after being spun around like a top, her opponent decided to let her go, sending her flying into the corner with a loud thud. The back of her head slams into the bottom buckle in the cornering, knocking her for a loop, the back of her head is throbbing from the pain as everything is still blurry to her, and she doesn't know where she is at the moment.

Dazed and confused, Liger is unable to do anything as Gil is rolling with all the momentum on her side. As Liger let's out a groan, feeling her opponent cannonball right into her body, leaving her laying on the canvas in a heap.

[Arista]

Liger was getting the beat-down of a life-time right now, sending the crowd into a frenzy, hooting, hollering, ripping and roaring for the goat-woman, who was finally giving her rival a taste of what she was made of...! "...You hanging in there, Liger?" Gil cooed, taunting her foe before placing her foot on the back of her head and pushing her under the bottom-most rope, and out of the ring...!

Gil clambered up to the top-rope, stuggling at first, but eventually, finding her balance and looking down at the woman, laying outside the ring. "...Hey, Liger...! You ready for this? It's going to put this match to bed really early, so don't be mad when you see it on the highlight reel later...!" She giggled, bouncing up and down, as if she were on a trampoline! "...Don't worry, it won't hurt that bad, or maybe it will, I don't really know...!"

Gil gave it a moment, maybe a little too long, but eventually, she leapt, the butterflies in her stomach were ignored as she dove down, hugging her knees to her chest and spinning slowly mid-air, her control was loose, but she was still right on target, set to hit Liger right dead-on in the middle of her torso...! "...Cannon-ball...!"

[The Riders]

Liger is reeling at this moment. She is stunned and in a daze, as she is still slumped over in the corner of the ring. She never would have expected Gil to come out of the gate trying her best to pick up the victory, As she groans, feeling a boot being placed on the back of her head before being pushed out of the ring and to the outside. Landing on her back with a thump like sound.

But seeing her opponent taking her time is when she decided to put her new plan into action. As soon as she saw Gil jump and leave her feet, she would roll out of the way at the last minute, wanting to see her perky opponent crash and burn in front of her.

[Arista]

"...Cannon-ball...!" She screamed, plummeting down like a meteor, her aim was just right, and given that she landed this, she would no doubt be putting Liger is a sour spot, with little to no room for a comeback...! That is, if she actually hit her intended target, which she didn't...!

Liger slipped out at the last possible moment, having Gil land butt first onto the hard floor of the arena, her head throwing back as soon as she made the contact. She yelped, wincing in pain as she rolled onto her stomach, reaching her hand back to nurse her lower back...!

She had hoped her plush-ness of her backside would save her from some damage, but as it turns out, from such a high fall, one's butt-cheeks could really only do so much to protect your tail-bone from taking a devastating blow...! Such a devastating blow, in-fact, that as soon as she landed, she felt the pain radiate from her tail-bone, all the way up her spine and into her shoulders, she went from on-top of this match, to kissing the floor in mere seconds...!

[The Riders]

Liger will say that wasn't worried about Gil high risk move. But to be fair, she just barely avoided the move by the skin of her teeth, as she heard the impact of her opponent crushing to the unforgiving floor. Taking a moment to catch her breath as she hears her opponent whimpering and whining in pain from missing, but it gives her more time to collect herself and get herself back into the match.

Debating on what she is going to do next. She gets to her feet and struts her way over to Gil prone body and nudges her onto her stomach with her foot. 'Oh dear, seems that you're in the same position that I left you in before, Gil... My mother not going to come and save you tonight...' taunting her opponent as she grabs the woman up by her SWAT Cat tail prop, before pulling on the girl bottoms and gives Gil a wedgie. Wanting to embarrass her opponent by digging it deep inside her backside, even making her bounce up and down for the fans to see.

' Time to teach you a painful lesson, Brat...' Liger would say. Before she raises her hand and starts to smack her opponent pale plump cheek with her hand.

[Arista]

Gil knew she was giving too much time for Liger to recover, she had just un-done all of her work with one whiff...! Every single little bit of damage dealt to Liger, was now dealt onto her, if not worse...!

"...They really should pad these floors more..." Gil pouted, before she was rolled over onto her stomach. A tug on her tail lifted her butt into the air! "...Hey now, watch it...! That's my pride as an honorary SWAT Kat you're messing with there...!" She spoke, poking her face over her shoulder, a look of discomfort still on her face, it might take a long while to shake that messy landing...!

Liger soon transitioned from holding Gil up by her tail, to then holding her up by a fist-full of her panties...! "Eek...!" She squealed, pulling her legs closer together, but that couldn't stop what came next...!

SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.

"OW!" She winced, sucking in sharp breath's through closed teeth, whining and slamming her fists against the cold, hard floor. "...S-stop that, I'm not a brat, you're a brat...!" She shouted, slapping away at Liger's ankles, as they were all she could reach! The crowd and cameras got a good look at Gil's pale, wobbling cheeks as Liger slapped away at them, slowly turning them a light shade of pink in the shape of Liger's stern palm...!