Cold Shoulder: Zane Lambert vs Weiss Schnee

[Bare]

Standard Match: Winner declared by pinfall, submission or ko, Hentai tactics allowed.

Zane was backstage once again waiting for yet another match within LAW. Dressed in his usual blue and orange shorts with matching shoes and fingerless gloves along with his usual hoodie over his shirtless chest. Currently he had his phone out with a stream going on and a wide cheesy grin on his face as he aimed it up and down to himself. "Heyyy how's all my fans today. Great news ever since that stream where I took you all with me down to the ring numbers have just been sky rocketing so guess what I have a special treat today!" As he said this he would start walking in the direction of the entrance ramp.

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Indeed things had been going overwhelmingly in the streamers favor. With both his recent matches in LAW his numbers have been climbing higher and higher on top of the fun he's been able to have with his opponents in the ring. So now as a reward to his new and loyal fans he was about to do something even more special for them, and even more audacious from a wrestling perspective. "Hope you guys are ready to cheer me on through my match!"

As he said this his music would kick in and he would step out from the entrance ramp and pose with his arms in the air much to the mixed reception he had been getting. Basking in the noise regardless of its intent he would casually strut his way down the ramp with one arm held up above him letting his audience get a good view of him and the physical audience around him.

Eventually making it to the ring Zane would climb the steps casually and slip between the ropes with a grin on his face. With one hand holding his phone high Zane would take his other hand up and suddenly place it in his hoodie. Making a show as if he was digging around in it he would then produce a collapsible black phone holder. Unfolding it as carefully as possible with his other hand still holding his phone Zane would fit it around the top of the corner before smirking as he slipped his phone in and taking a few steps backwards now with his own personal hard cam.

Smirking proudly at his stunt he would turn around and look up at the entrance ramp with a grin. Now that he didn't have the stream to worry about for the moment his mind was able to actually turn towards the match itself and who he'd be facing. Some girl named Weiss Schnee who was apparently pretty rich, and based on what he heard, QUITE the looker. So he was quite excited for the girl to come down so he could see and get a feel for her himself.

[Tiamat]

Weiss was backstage patiently waiting for her signal to make an entrance. Now she was just putting the final touches on her gear. Dressed in her almost famous at this point icy blue top, special icy blue gloves, icy blue boots, capping it off with a skirt matching her gear and black tights. Today her match was not like any other. Here Weiss and her opponent could use other sorts of devious "tactics" to get over each other. Not that it worried Weiss, if she was prepped then it wouldn't even matter what her opponent had planned.

Not needing the help Weiss made her own way out of backstage. Keeping her usual icy glare and demeanor, honestly it made it hard for the staff to talk to Weiss. In fear of Weiss ripping them a new one or something worse. She was 100% an Ice Queen and no one would try to fight back on that. That made things hard for Weiss in the making friends department. Well she had some at least, but there were definitely some people who wished the worst in her matches. Not that Weiss cared, she knew where she stood. That was above everyone she came across. Just going along and proving that in this match against Zane Lambert.

Music booming throughout the arena, Weiss stood proud on the entrance ramp. Reception being mixed but thankfully leaning more positive. At least the audience was something she didn't need to deal with so far. Moving down the ramp Weiss held strong to the demeanor she had before. Cold but strong, letting the light reflect off of her porcelain skin and lean muscles. While the walk was short, if you looked at Weiss's body which most people were. You'd definitely see that this Ice Queen was not all talk.

Weiss casually climbed the steps and went through the ropes. Making a quick glance at Zane but not sure what to make of him yet. Scoffing at the man Weiss turned her back to him. Addressing the audience with a spread of her arms. You all should be glad to be able to watch my match Said proudly now turning back to Zane and whipping her hair to the side. Almost trying to say that Zane won't be any trouble at all.
Lucky you to be in the same ring with me. I hope you enjoy your few short minutes of fame

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[Bare]

As Zane waited patiently for his opponent the male would rock back forth on his heels with a playful grin on his face. Going off the numbers from his last match he had made quite the jump in numbers so he couldn't wait to see how this match would boost his popularity. Likewise... going off what he'd seen of his opponent. Well lets just say he was VERY glad for the stipulation of this match up.. Cause it meant he'd be able to have alllll kinds of fun with her.

Soon enough his patience would be rewarded as the ice queen herself strutted down the ramp to the stage. Smirking softly as he saw her descending Zane would grin in appreciation for her form. 'Mhmmm oh yeah.' He thought to himself feeling the haughty and hotty energy from where he was standing. Hopping from foot to foot he prepared himself for the bout to come, already feeling himself getting excited, in more ways than one for the chance to tangle with the white haired beauty.

Watching as she preened to the crowd a bit after initially giving him the cold shoulder the dark skinned male would flash a warm smile in counter towards her. "Heh babe I'm already majorly famous if you didn't know, probably even more so than you." He shot right back to her without missing a beat as he stepped a bit towards her. "That being said though I'm more than happy to share my platform with ya snow angel, and I do consider myself lucky." At this he would flash her a wink as he overlooked her again. "Just look at that bod." He said eagerly while cracking his knuckles in preparation for the bout as the bell rang, officially starting the match!

[Tiamat]

Entering the ring, Weiss had wished to establish her dominance almost immediately, first would be to focus on the mental warfare. Looking to get a rise out of Zane however she could. While doing that, Weiss only stuck to what’d she naturally say to so many others. Zane responded in kind by actually saying he was more famous than Weiss. Having the reverse effect and getting a reaction from Weiss. Preposterous, the only individuals that follow you are neanderthals. While I have the lone ability to attract everyone Weiss said angrily though prideful. Responding in kind Zane called Weiss “Snow Angel” following another viewing of her body.

How crude, do you not have any shame! This is a ring, a place of battle, not some sort of adult film set Weiss said stomping her foot. She would make sure that Zane got the message. Now it was only a matter of forcing him to get it. Thankfully the bell rang, officially starting the match. Weiss was rarely one for quick starts. Instead opting to go for more slow and calculated openings. This would be no different, though their last exchange did give Weiss an idea. Zane countered Weiss’s banter by saying he was the larger personality. Along with that, he’d share his platform.

To Weiss she took that meaning that Zane was someone who lived for the spotlight. Followed by one observation of the phone Zane presumably set up as camera. Reading a bit further into that Weiss guessed that Zane, could be someone tied to his phone. Putting on a grin, Weiss knew she could use that fact against her opponent. It was possible she wouldn’t even have to physically combat Zane to win. Instead using her mind.

[Bare]

As Weiss spoke Zane admittedly zoned out slightly as he continued to... inspect her body. Appreciating the tight and toned form of her pale muscles, as well as that glistening mane of white hair, not to mention her surprisingly decent chest, though granted her top may have been helping with that but still rather nice. Nonetheless however he did focus back in just in time to hear the back half of what Weiss said making him smirk.. before outright bursting into laughter at her words. "Hahahaha girl you're crazy hahaha have you haha even seen half of the matches here?"

Bending over in need of air Zane continued to laugh at the heiress for her statement about LAW not being a porn stage. It was just too funny to the young man. "Like ok ok ok ya know there's legit a accolade called the hentai frigging championship right? If anything you're the weird one here Ice princess." Shooting back with a rebranded version of her nickname Zane put his hands behind his head once again with a cocky smirk on his face as he stared down at the blue eyes staring back at him from across the ring.

"Ahahaha oh I needed that thanks babe." Apologizing in the most insincere tone possible Zane would soon enter his wrestling stance, knowing the bell was due to ring soon and the last thing he wanted was to get blindsided right at the start of the match while his stream watch. Anyways babe don't worry I'll make sure someone does a compilation video of me ryonaing that tight ass of yours." He also of course wouldn't slow down shit talking his opponent to no end. After all how couldn't he? Weiss was literally the easiest target there was! None the less the bell would soon ring, prompting the male to dark forward, attempting to start things hard and fast with a overhead punch to the top of Weiss's skull!

[Tiamat]

While Weiss was giving Zane her thoughts and concerned for the current match. She didn’t know that Zane zoned out, eyeing Weiss’s body and everything it had to offer. Snapping back out of it and making fun of Weiss for what she said. While in her wrestling stance, Weiss was getting visibly upset with Zane taking her so lightly. If you valued your health, you would stop talking right about now Weiss said to Zane.

Just for Zane to bring up with hentai championship. What does that have to do with this match you brute Weiss shot back in response to Zane bringing up the hentai championship. Paying no mind to Zane giving her a nickname. Not quite original, Weiss had heard it all before. But there was something about Zane saying it bothered her.

Continuing on Zane would talk about ryonaing Weiss’s tight ass. While Weiss was not sure what ryonaing meant. She would make an educated guess thinking that it’d be bad for her. But once again Zane would bring up his stream. Adding more importance to that phone he set up as a camera. Just cementing the fact that Weiss had to target it.

The bell ringing, Zane would start things fast and rush Weiss and try to go for an overhead punch to Weiss’s skull. Weiss saw this punch coming, and easily dodged it by going low and rolling past Zane. Using her forward momentum Weiss kept going forward and headed to the corner Zane was in. Standing back up, Weiss grabbed onto the phone he set up. Now addressing his stream.

What is this accursed stream, all in attendance are as degenerate as this brute. Though if you wish to watch this jester lose all of his credibility. I am sure even you idiots could find other means of viewing this beating. Weiss said all of that, making sure the camera was facing her. Adding to it all, she would turn to Zane. Shaking the phone playfully and the amount of pleading would not change her next move. Turning her back to Zane and spiking Zane’s phone outside of the ring and essentially destroying it, ending the stream. Knocking away the phone stand also.

Now my performance can commence with no distractions

[Bare]

Zane wasn't taking this match serious at all. That much was clear to see by virtually all of his actions so far, both intentional and unintentional. Sure his lackadaisical tone and flippant comments towards his opponent was one thing, but his total lack of focus on the ring around him in favor of Weiss's body was a whole other. On top of that the way his shoulders were loose and set back, the total lack of preparedness through him, it was clear he was barely even focused on a physical activity let alone a wrestling match!

None the less it didn't stop Zane from dashing forward and attempting to take the initiative! After all he may not have a need to take the bout seriously but he did want to have some degree of fun with Weiss, and the best way to do that was to get things started asap! Ignoring her rebuttals to his remark Zane reared back and swung down, trying to go for Weiss's head!

Instead however the white haired girl managed to avoid the move. Something that wasn't unexpected, but still a bit disappointing in his opinion. After all he didn't usually care about winning, but his past comment of ryonaing weiss was definitely giving the streamer some ideas. None of which would be good for the snowy haired beauty. Speaking of....

Looking up and turning around as her voice sounded off Zane prepared to make a witty quip... Until he saw what Weiss was doing where immediately his eyes would widen in panic. "Whoa whoa whoa what are you doing!?" He asked in a uncharacteristically worried and panicked tone, after all that phone was literally his life!

"Just cal-" Before he could even finish his sentence Weiss had punted his phone clear out of the ring, almost certainly breaking it. Jaw dropping and eyes dropping Zane looked as if his mother had just been hit, like a member of his family had just passed right in front of his eyes. In truth his phone was probably more important to him than some members of his family, so to see it destroyed so ruthlessly and for no reason... it was enough to nearly break his heart. But as the sadness sunk his face, a righteous fury soon replaced it, filling his face into a totally foreign glower as he directed every single ounce of the unfamiliar emotion towards Weiss.

[Tiamat]

Weiss started this match in a different way than most expected. Ideally things would start off with a grapple or just trading punches like boxers. Instead, though Weiss went right for Zane’s little stream station on the turnbuckle. Grabbing his phone and spiking down like a football player. Not caring for a single word of pleading coming from Zane. Shattering the phone, not before insulting the viewers present. A comment Weiss knew that would get Zane heated. Which was good because she could use this to her advantage. Now his mind must have been scattered. Scattered between marveling at Weiss’s perfect porcelain body and now having his phone broken. From here all Weiss would need is just one good submission hold and she has the match.

Taking a good look at Zane now, Weiss could tell that he had a unfamiliar expression on his face. One that did not fit his personality before, it was odd to see anyone make such a swift change in character. Weiss refused to believe that Zane had some sort of switch he could just flip. Thinking it to be a sad attempt of deception. Weiss charged at Zane all the same, thinking him to be a novice and complete fool that she would play with.

Now that it seems I have shut you up, now let me show you how an actual wrestler does things. Weiss said proudly looking to grab Zane by one arm and Irish whip hip to the ropes. Weiss would try to trip up Zane’s footing to try and help her cause. Throwing Zane to nearby ropes hoping for a rebound. Wanting to seize the moment Weiss would sprint and meet Zane less than halfway. Looking to spin her body whilst facing her foot up. Wanting to unsheathe her sword Myrtenaster in the form of her leg. Hoping to hit her opponent with a superkick!

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[Bare]

The moment Weiss had destroyed his phone Zane looked to be a man possessed. His demeanor and expression changing on a dime to one of what looked to be pure fury and seething anger. There were few, very very few things that could get Zane this way. One of those few things was messing with his phone. With the amount of content, digital media, accounts, etc it was no stretch to say that his whole life was on there. A life Weiss had critically endangered with her destruction of his precious device.

So he would make her pay. Remaining stock still in the wake of the action he didn't respond to Weiss's attempt at further provocation. Likewise he did nothing to stop her from grabbing his wrist and forcefully turning him, attempting to send him running with a irish whip! Narrowing his eyes at this Zane would step higher than normal as he was whipped, avoiding Weiss's attempt to trip him up .

If successful he would run with the momentum Weiss had started him off with, dashing to the ropes at full speed, but on his terms as opposed to Weiss's. If successful he would turn and hit the ropes, rebounding off them and sending himself right back at Weiss! Using all the speed he had picked up between his own effort, as well as Weiss's and the rebound off the ropes Zane would close in on Weiss at high speed as she charged and turned, no doubt going for some kinda spinning move. Unfortunately for her he was coming at her with far more speed than she could have been expecting and closed the distance much sooner than she could have expected. As such he would use his speed and momentum to lift one leg up, shooting it forward to drive his foot into the side of Weiss's face as she turned, attempting to his the princess with a running pump kick!

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[Tiamat]

Weiss had already told herself that Zane was incapable of flipping on a switch. Therefore, just focusing on the match at hand. That was impossible, Zane’s mind was to simple minded and fixated on other things for that to ever be the case. Though if it anger, Weiss was able to get out of him. Then she could easily use that to make Zane move how she wanted. Case and point, Weiss was able to come and Irish Whip Zane like he was a true novice. There was no sort of resistance applied on his end. Of course, how could there be, Weiss was the one applying the move.

Zane was now running with his new momentum, thanks to Weiss. Naturally the Heiress would follow behind him, looking to capitalize and land her signature Myrtenaster on Zane. Adding up all the speed behind Zane would only make the move more devastating as a product. Weiss all this time had only been considering her movements. Only seeing Zane as someone who would be taking the brunt of her attacks. A detriment when it comes to a wrestling match. In all of Weiss’s hubris she didn’t recognize that Zane was coming at her with far more speed. Not so fast that she would mistime Myrtenaster, but not fast enough to stop her move and counter Zane’s.

Zane raised his leg up, with all his speed and momentum. Driving his foot right into the side of Weiss’s face as she turned. Unable to do anything about it, higher end cameras would catch the moment. The moment as Zane’s boot crashed against Weiss’s face and dis-forming it to the side away from the blow. A mixture of blood and spit flying, a testament to how strong the move was. As for Weiss’s body it was blown backwards from her head. Had she been raised slightly in the air; Weiss would easily been flipped over. Instead, her body was blown back in a worse manner. Crashing more on her shoulders and neck, with her arms spread to the side. The sheer power of the kick carried even through Weiss’s legs as they were folded over past her head. Thankfully because of the positioning of her body, she did not quite flip over. Though it may have been something she preferred as her body folded. Weiss’s legs dangling around her head. Despite all of Weiss’s planning she was laid out by one well-placed boot. The look on Weiss’s face was one that was completely dazed by this kick. Eyes dulled and ears ringing, not quite sure what had just transpired. Weiss’s view of the arena lights being obstructed by her legs.

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