Alaina vs. Wicke: Apex Qualifying Match

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Match Type: Standard

Alaina was wearing her one piece leopard print swimsuit today, pacing and stretching on the locker room as she readied herself for her match. She knew very little about Wicke, but she did know that to qualify for Apex the amazon only needed one match and it was going to be a win if she had anything to say about it.

The amazon strut through the backstage halls as she looked very serious, ready to roll.

As soon as her music played Alaina came out into the arena, posing at the top of the ramp as the crowd roared. Alaina high fives fans all the way down the ramp as she made her way towards the ring. The amazon would climb up onto the apron then through the ropes before strutting around the ring with her arms out soaking up the cheers. She was ready to go and now just had to wait for Wicke to arrive.

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Was Wicke aiming for the grand prize or looking to settle some long awaited dream matches. This bout in particular she anticipated the most. She considered Alaina to be queen of the old guard when combining old and current success, thus making her a foe not to be trifled with at the slightest. A big win here might be the sole ticket towards the open weight title. With her pink leotard ready and many possible approaches programmed in that large mind, she was more than ready to make a mark.

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While her entrance music played, the scientist casually strutted across the aisle, having the crowd wrapped around her finger thanks to that hypnotic figure. Waving amongst the whistles and catcalls, she didn't take long to arrive towards the apron then slipping between the middle ropes. A little bit of inspection brought fan's curiosity even more. Muscles vs curves but both weren't to be trifled with in the power department. She stationed herself at the centre and decided to converse to pass time. "Greetings fellow combatant. I have been waiting for this too long to count. Prepare for the most difficult yet exciting bout of your career..." Expressing her passion for the upcoming contest, not willing to pull any punches at all.

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Alaina watched and kept her gaze on Wicke, ready to go at the opening bell. "Really now? I have been in a few matches before so you must think highly of yourself to make a claim like that. Get ready." Alaina said in reply as the bell rang.

The amazon waste no time in moving in, trying to tie Wicke up in a grapple. Alaina wanted to force her back against the ropes and keep Wicke still so she could hammer her mid-section with some hard knee strikes to try to kick things off in her favor.

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Wicke almost found it humorous that this particular opponent didn't place her on a pedestal or see her the researcher as an obstacle, almost like a rookie. Reminded how there was still so much explore at a middling age even if prospects existed in the beginning. "I have catalogued a a large sample of your ventures and am quite familiar with some faces. Dana...Thereisa...Sienna. Let us proceed" Some more eye-raising experiences as a matter of fact. Nonetheless finishing their chit-chat, Wicke returned to a grappling stance.

It was definitely a trend for Wicke to be overwhelmed physically at the start of matches, but these always take an unusual turn within the first minute. In this situation her opponent didn't need to ask before going on the further offensive. "Ahhhh...ahhhhh...ahhhhh!" Howling as she was hammered at the edge repeatedly by those hard knees. Desperately not wanting to be caught in a hard place forever, she attempted to pull Alaina in until their busts would collide. The resounding impact would hopefully cause their bond of bodies to break. Afterwards the purplette tried to immediately bounce off from those ropes and take Alaina's head off with a sudden clothesline.

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Alaina was working over Wicke well until the chest bump forced her back. The amazon was taken by surprise and stumbled back a couple steps but the tunning clothesline was the real painful shock that hammered Alaina down to the mat!

"UGH!" Alaina groaned as she hit the mat, kicking in pain before sitting up and attempting to rise back to her feet again hoping not to fall behind at the start of the match.

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Even with the setup thanks to the ropes, Wicke was quick to deduce that her opponent would stand in little to no time. Filling up her lungs once more, she marched towards the fellow veteran, lurking in front until they were both at eye level.

If she was too late to the draw then Alaina would suffer a four finger poke to the torso, specifically aimed at the ribs. Wicke would then proceed to shift around until she was right behind the leopard clad wrestler, wrapping her arms around Alaina's waist as she attempted to throw her back with a quick German suplex.

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Alaina got back up and was hit in the ribs hard, stumbling back one step. However she was aware of her surroundings and as Wocke grabbed her around the waist Alaina stepped back to wrap her leg around Wicke's to prevent herself from being lift up. "Nice try....."

Alaina would swing her elbow back as hard as she could into the side of Wicke's head to hopefully free herself from her clutches.

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While Wicke managed to make stun her opponent temporarily thanks to the jab, she didn't buy enough time for lift-off to occur. "Grrr...all I need is..." She didn't state her true intentions of hooking Alaina's leg to force a potential freefall.

However before she can add a bit of symmetry, her opponent retaliate in the most unideal and brutish manner. "AAHHHHHHHH!" The equivalent to a sledgehammer smashed into the side of her skull. With a hooked leg and loss of focus, the purplette suddenly toppled onto her back with a thud, holding onto her head while still rattled.

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Alaina managed to free herself and that strike jarred Wicke. Now it was time for the amazon to show some power! Alaina bent down grabbed Wicke as she laid on the mat. Alaina grunted and trembled as she lift the large woman off the mat. Alaina wanted to lift her high then step forward to attempt a deadlift into a back breaker!

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Wicke was stranded like a tortoise on their shell, while a predator was literally lurking only inches away. Still dizzy as a result of her fall, it took the leopard clad wrestler lifting Wicke towards the highest point to finally wake the purplette up. "No...this is highly!...AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Screaming as her spine connected with a sharp outstretched knee. Things were immediately going downhill for the curvy cutie as she could lay on Alaina's thigh twitching, possibly stuck in a cycle of agony.