Isabella Brandt Vs. Oishi Momoe (D) - Apex Qualifier Match

[Devastated]

Isabella couldn't help but smirk a bit at the fellow blonde's comment. She figured she wouldn't agree just blindly but Isabella was willing to show her just how true it was. First off she was going to work Oishi over for a while and prove herself superior to her of course. What better way to do that than to smack her knee right into that breadbasket and watch the air leave her frame for a second or two.

Next she chose to spike Oishi down onto the canvas with that sudden DDT! She would move up to a seated position as she watched Oishi roll over onto her back. Isabella would move up to her feet and look to take a hold of Oishi's legs. Tucking them in under her armpits as she would try and roll Oishi over onto her front again! Looking to step over Oishi and lock in a nasty Boston Crab on her fellow blonde!

[TiefBlau]

Oishi felt like her head was spinning, the lights shining hard in her eyes, making her wince a good amount. She had to take a bit of time to readjust herself, but it was clear that Isabella wasn't going to give her that kind of time. She took a deep breaht in and out of her mouth, only for Isabella to be right on her, rolling her right back onto her front.

She shook her head a little, trying to refuse what was happening at the moment, but it was clearly no use, ISabella wasn't having it. She felt her grab at her legs, her eyes widening as her body was bent roughly, pulled up into that Boston Crab hold. "A-aagh!! Ahh!! Hey hey!!" She yells and whines out at the intense pain shooting through her, making her scratch and claw at the mat to cope with it, she clenched her fists tightly, struggling left and right, desperately trying to put strength into somehow kicking her way out of this.

[Devastated]

She didn't want to give Oishi much time to recover. She was after all here to show the difference between herself and the rest of the wrestlers. Now if Oishi could prove her wrong in her assumption then she would offer her respects to Oishi, not before. That was the kind of person Isabella was. She wanted now only to keep working over Oishi and show her dominance in the early goings of this match.

Folding Oishi up and locking in that Boston Crab. Isabella stood squatting over Oishi's back as she would slowly back up little by little. Trying to make the bend of that back all the more painful with each inch she backed up.

" Are you ready to admit defeat yet?" Isabella spoke out as she looked over her shoulder and down at the struggling Oishi. " Or are you not yet convinced that you are outmatched?"

[TiefBlau]

Oishi grit her teeth hard as she kept that Boston Crab hold fully locked in, shaking her head in her frustration. The pain was shooting through her more and more, feeling her start to back up like that, bending her body in an even more painful position as she moved! Oishi was desperately enduring it, slamming her fist into the mat in the whole thing.

"N-no!!" She yelled out in refusal, shaking her head a couple times, not even wanting to admit that the girl might be stronger than her. She was determined to show every little bit of her strength in her debut, and she didn't want Isabella to take even a little bit of that away from her here!

She grunt out loudly, pushing up at the mat, lifting her body as much as she could to thrust herself left and right. She tried to push all the strength she could in thrusting herself to the side, wanting to fully unbalance and kick her off!

[Devastated]

Isabella was slowly working her back as she was trying to reach the zenith of where Oishi's back was physically unable to bend anymore. Trying to bring her to the brink of breaking and then take a firm seat down on Oishi's back and lock in a nice tight submission to keep torture her blonde foe in. The crowd seemed to quite enjoy the sight of Isabella bending the newcomer's body and hearing her scream out in refusal. They were chanting and cheering for Isabella to up the hold, while a whole other half of the crowd was cheering for Oishi to pull through and break free.

Still...whatever Isabella had planned. It seemed as if she wasn't going to be able to fulfill it. As Oishi began to use her own impressive strength to push up and then thrust left and right. Throwing herself to the side and with it throwing Isabella off of her momentum and movement. Dropping the Veronan down onto her side with a light grunt. Quickly though Isabella would roll away and try and push herself up to her feet, her hold broken as she would push up to a stand.

"Hmph. Maybe I underestimated her a little." Isabella would mutter to herself.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi put all she had into struggling and pushing her way out of the hold she was in, thrusting her body left and right over and over..until finally her struggles paid off. She let out a lout grunt, rubbing at her lower back a little to just soothe that stinging blunt pain that she was feeling. She pushed herself up onto one knee, a sharp breath coming in and out of her mouth afterwards, turning to face her.

"Ha---alright!! Let me show you some of my stuff now!" Oishi let out, pushing herself up as quickly as she could. She wanted to push right up against Isabella as they both were standing, not wanting to let there be any real big distance between the two. She reached for Isabella's head in her quick little rush, attempting to thrust up a knee to her gut!

[Devastated]

Isabella had rolled away and pushed up to her feet...to her surprise though Oishi was already up on her feet as well. She hadn't rushed to her feet as she had expected Oishi to be down for a few seconds at least. Caught by complete surprise by this, Isabella would see Oishi stomp her way in close as she raised her arms to protect herself. Trying to force those hands off of her head as she was being pulled in close by her fellow blonde.

Oishi's knee came right up into Isabella's gut! Taking the ringlet girl by surprise! "Uugh!" She grunted out, doubling over in front of Oishi and letting out a soft few coughs for air.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi nod her head just a little as she slammed t hat knee up towards the girl's gut, getting just the sort of effect that she wanted. She wasn't one to gloat about it either, feeling that knee dig into the girl and watching her double over, it was just a sign that she could keep going with her offensive, and Oishi wasn't about to waste anytime.

She went to pull her head in a little, trying to slot it under her arm so she could lift the girl fully upside down. She was trying to set her up nice and fully for a vertical suplex, attempting to drive her hard into the mat on her back!

[Devastated]

Doubled over and somewhat short of breath made Isabella a pretty easy target for Oishi. As the debutant pulled her head in under that armpit and then grabbed at Isabella's hips. She offered a few protests, shifting and trying to pull herself free...but Oishi was strong enough to pluck her up regardless. Lifting her upside down and showing off that fit and shapely frame of Isabella to the crowd.

Then she was brought down! Slammed upon the canvas as her back took the brunt of the impact. " Aaah!" She cried out from being dropped onto the canvas. Arching her body off of the mat as the crowd would pop and cheer out for Oishi getting her offenses in.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi let out a slight little grunt as she took Isabella down onto her back with that high vertical suplex. She dropped her nice and hard on her back, sitting up shortly afterwards, pushing a clear, visible smile on her expression. She was quite pleased at how this was going so far--even after having started out not the best in the match. She could totally turn this whole thing around.

She spun herself on her butt a little to reach for Isabella's arm, moving to sit beside her as she did. She tried to pull the girl into a seated position before bending her forward a little more so she could lock her arm around the back of her head, trying to put her in a seated headlock!