Call the shots: Berserk Liger vs Gil

[The Riders]

Liger is a very vengeful woman. Plus, she knows how Gil wrestlers and the spunky woman weakness to being spanked, which in almost every Gil match there has been someone getting the younger wrestler down and spanked like a naughty child. And this match is no different as she keeps spanking the woman till both of her cheeks are not bright red instead of light pink.

Before tossing her opponent aside like trash. But the humiliation is not done as she reaches down and grabs at Gil tail prop and yanks and pulls on it, trying to rip off the item that makes Gil a honorary SWAT CAT member. A sick twisted grin on her face as she keeps tugging on it... while hoping that Kat and the other members are watching this just so she can rub it in... 'You will never be a SWAT Cat... you're just someone who hangs around famous people to make yourself look good...' She taunts her opponent, egging the woman on with her cruel words...

'Maybe I should cut this thing off anyway, you never be at my level...' she says before yanking the tail clip off.

[Arista]

"...Ow, ow, ow...!" Gil yelped and cried with each and every humiliating smack, eliciting boos, chuckles, cheers, and flashing cameras from the crowd, any and every reaction that an audience could have, was being had...! She tried to wiggle out and away, but her tail was really stuck on there, damn this good quality...! She would be having a word with Gwen after all of this, praise, of course...!

The onslaught of spanks and slaps stopped, giving Gil time to cool down, and start to think straight again, but not for long, as Liger knew exactly how to get to her, not just through humiliation, but through anger, whether it was intentional or not. "...I am too a SWAT Kat, Kat, Tracy, and Aurora all told me so...!" She kicked her feet, her bottom still hanging up in the air by Liger's grip.

She fell back to the floor, her tail being removed. It took her a moment to realize, but once she did, rage took over. "...Never be at your level..." She rose onto her hand and knees, muttering to herself. "...They told me to wrestle how I like, and how I know how, they didn't try to mold me into their mini-me...!" She got up to her feet, balling her fists. "...They showed me it's alright to fight my own way, and told me I can win my own way... Something Thereisa never did..." She turned, shooting daggers through Liger. "...If you think you can beat a SWAT Kat, you're sorely mistaken, because I'm about to kick your ass..."

[The Riders]

Holding the tail clip in her hand, seeing Gil on the floor in front of her. Before tossing the item into the crowd without any remorse on her face at all, almost proud of what she did to her opponent. Hearing the small woman speech in anger about how she is a SWAT Kat... but the thing that ticks her off is the mention of her mother. 'My mother decided to train you, and you have the nerve to be ungrateful... Alright that fine since you want to act like that then I do something mother used to do and break your leg...'

Rushing forward to catch Gil off guard again. She looks like she is going to spear her opponent in the stomach again... but it is another feint again as she runs past Gil and jumps onto the barricade with ease, before turning around and jumping off of them again, planning on crashing into GIl with a flying clothesline.

[Arista]

"...Shut it, Liger...!" Gil cried out. Liger and Gil had a very clear difference in opinion here, Gil was grateful that Cyber Widow had taken her under her wing, but at the same time, she de-tested it, she learned some things, sure, but she was shaping her to be someone she wasn't, molding her into something she wanted, a wrestler she wanted to see, not the wrestler Gil actually was.

Gil waited, watching as Liger came closer, she nearly reacted too quickly, but read it in time, knowing if it wasn't a spear it had to be... "...Too predictable...!" Gil ducked under and rolled closer to the barricade, watching as Liger hit the floor, whiffing on her target.

"...You're done for now..." Gil's tone turned serious, she came up behind her rival, leading her up by her hair and singlet, tossing her harshly against the ring, so she was bent over it. "...Get your ass in there...!" She gave a hard slap to Liger's backside before she shoved the rest of her into the ring, rolling her toward the center as she followed closely behind, perching a-top the ropes, acting fast and leaping down for a full-body splash on Liger...!

[The Riders]

Liger can only groan as she crashed into the floor face first. Ever since she tried to that move against Kat, she has been learning and doing a lot more springboard and jumps in her move set. So other wrestlers are starting to slowly catch on that she will do a springboard move somewhere in the match, and Gil had it scouted as soon as she lowered her head.

Her hair being grabbed tightly. 'AAAHHH You little bitch...' As she is grabbed by her singlet and tossed against the ring chest first, letting out a grunt of pain as she is bent over and in pain... 'UUGHH' her backside jumps and jiggles from taking another hard slap before being shoved into the ring on her back. The crowd is chanting for Gil as Liger let's out a scream from taking a full body splash from her small opponent.

[Arista]

Gil knew rage was as good a fuel as any to drive her, but it was rare that it was the one she opted to use. She was hard to make angry, difficult to irk, and nearly impossibly to get under the skin of, but Liger stuck a cord no-one else could, which made everything Gil saw turn red, and she wasn't going to let it simmer, she was ready to dish out a much deserved ass-kicking...!

She landed one move after the next, kicking things into gear as she bounced right back up after the slam, ignoring the discomfort in her stomach that it brought onto her. "...Call me what you want, but by the time this is all through..." She grabbed Liger roughly, yanking her up and slinging her into the ropes, watching her bounce back and just sticking her ass out, gut checking Liger and watching her fall like a domino.

Gil stepped over her fallen foe, bending down and looking her in the eyes. "...I'll have you broken on the floor..." She dropped her hips onto her chest, letting all her weight down, ready to smash Liger into a billion pieces...! She grabbed her again and harshly threw her at nothing in particular, leading her by her hair and watching her tumble back to the mat before she slid out of the ring and grabbed a table from under the curtain, setting it up just outside of the ring, planning her finale before sliding back in. "...Come on, is that all you have...!" She screamed, standing in-front of the ropes, right where the table is placed, trying to lure the beast of Liger to her...!

[The Riders]

Clutching her stomach. Liger can only glare some more as she is grabbed and lifted to her feet again. As she is slung into the ring ropes and as she bounced right back, she lets out a cry of pain from slamming into Gil backside again. 'UUUGHHH' as she crumples to the canvas, clutching her stomach and rib area as she slowly tries to put some distance between herself and her opponent.

She doesn't get very far as Gil slammed onto her chest. 'AHHH' coughing as Liger is starting to get dominated after pushing her opponent too far, her hair grabbed and tosses aside with ease. Slowly getting to her feet since her opponent left the ring... taking as much time as she can to recover, before spotting the little brat standing in front of her again... 'I am going to kill you...' As she runs forward, wanting to kick Gil in the face with a big boot.

[Arista]

Gil knew playing with Liger like she did, riling her up, toying with her anger, it was all effective enough, but it had all the potential to pay-off as much as it did to backfire and blow-up right in her face. One swift movement would be all it would take to make the magic come alive...!

She hit the floor, squatting down and bending her knees, she felt her stomach swallow her heart-whole as she figured she should have shifted to the side instead, and so, she shuffled, clumsily, and unfortunately, too late...! Neither lowering her stance or scuttling to the side was enough to duck-away from the big boot, it caught her on the side of the face as she turned her cheek, if she didn't know any better, she would say she lost a tooth in the whole ordeal...!

She slumped back, falling onto her ass, her arms folded and draped across the rope, as she leaned her head back, blood dripped out of the corner of her mouth. "...Mmm...!" She groaned, slowly lifting her fingers to wipe away the red from the corner of her mouth.

It was all going so well, she had her right where she wanted her, right where she needed her, only to hiccup right at the grand-finale...! She set-up what could be her own demise, the table was right outside the ring, just behind her, and Liger was in the drivers seat now.

[The Riders]

Quickly sliding out of the ring and grabbing her opponent by her hair... Liger will yank Gil out of the ring and to the outside by force, planning on showing off a bit by flexing her muscles. 'Time to end this right now, you little idiot... This is what you get for trying to mess with me. And get in between me and mother you little...' blinded by rage, Liger will make the throat slit motion with her thumb.

Bending down and places her opponent head between her legs. Liger reaches down pulling on Gil outfit pulling it up, giving her a wedgie before letting out a grunt and lifts the smaller woman onto her shoulders. She is going to end the match by power bombing her opponent through the table with her finisher Liger Bomb 2000

[Arista]

A rough tug on Gil's hair dragged her out of the ring, Liger gloated, much to the crowds dismay...! The boos out-poured, but at this point, Liger might have lived for it, and even basked in it! For a woman of her nature, those were cheers to her ears...

Gil didn't speak a word back to Liger, not right-away, at-least..! She wanted to spit-out and ramble at her about her ways, cruelty and hatred were all that drove her, and Gil just couldn't bear it...

Gil's head was tucked away between Liger's legs, her gaze turned toward the ground, still bouncing-back from skull-shattering, teeth-rattling kick to the face! Her position only got more dire as Liger lifter her up onto her shoulder, only then did the situation really set-in, she had to act, otherwise she was going through that table, and Liger would have bested her twice...!

She gritted her teeth, slipping out of the loose grip Liger had on her, landing with a shake and stumble, catching herself on edge of the ring. Peering over her shoulder, all that was in her eyes was fire, she knew this was do-or-die, and she wasn't dying out here...! "...STARDUST... KICK...!" She cried out, spinning on the back of her heel at a high-speed before connecting a deadly spin-kick right to Liger's head...!