Rules: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or K.O.
Tonight there was another match, much like before Alyssa aimed to continue her showing of dominance here in LAW. After all, she was an MMA fighter going up against wrestlers, they had no chance against her. So far she had been mostly thrown into different cage matches and that had suited her just perfectly. Tonight though was the first match she was going to get that wasn't a cage match....which was a disappointment but she wouldn't let that bother her. She was going to go out there and do what she did best, beat down bitches and make them tap.
Alyssa didn't know a lot about her opponent for the night other than she had a weird name on the match card and the picture shown on of her had her wear a weird mask. Alyssa knew a bit about masked wrestlers and she also knew that they didn't like getting de-masked. Perhaps that was something she could do to her opponent if she annoyed her enough.
The British brute wore her regular attire that she had picked. A white tubetop like top to cover her chest, her red leather jacket draped over her shoulders, heavy black combat boots adorned with silver skull and crossbones at the back of them and a little metallic plack at her heel which said; "Lion".
Alyssa's music started to play loudly out of the speakers as she stepped down onto the ramp. The heavy rock music drowning out the heavy boots stepping on the metallic ramp. The crowd had a very mixed reaction to Alyssa, as a lot of them booed the blonde who had earned a fair bit of scorn from people, but there was a good amount who were actually cheering her on, maybe they liked her general wild and rebellious attitude? Alyssa moved into the ring and tossed her jacket over onto her corner post, stepped up to the center of the ring with her fingers slid into her pockets as she stood there, waiting on her opponent for the night.
As the Christmas and the New Year flew by, GASTER recieved an email shortly after the holidays wrapped up about her first match of the new year. One against a woman by the name of Alyssa Monroe.
In her research of the girl, Clara discovered several curious things about her. She is a former MMA fighter, who switched to wrestling for an unknown reason. And one thing she knew about people who did that is that their brutality between the cages of various shapes and the squared circle barely differed. And from looking at matches the ex-MMA fighter had so far in her wrestling career, that statement held more than true, as the rebellious Brit held her own in various cage matches against various lightweights. GASTER had to be careful and quick on her feet, all at the same time, to make sure she was able to outpace her fellow Brit.
Running those thoughts through her head once more, she took a deep breath, steeled herself, and went for the Gorilla Position to await her cue for her entrance...
A few short moments after Alyssa's entrance, dark fog descended on the entrance ramp, and ominous music would start playing. As expected by the audience at this point, LAW's resident Shadow Lord's silhouette would pop up in the middle of the fog, until, sure enough, the Ominous One herself was fully visible on the entrance ramp.
She made her way down, stopping in the middle once to do her signature, villainous, "Mwahahahaha!", laugh before she continued on her way, and rolled into the ring, looking directly at the rebellious Brit from her mask. She wore a hoodie Asuka Hisashi gifted her for her Birthday...though she wasn't confident enough to wear the other present from her crush. As such, despite the new, quite expensive looking hoodie, she still came out in her sport leggings, knee pads and boots.
She held her right arm in the pocket of her hoodie throughout the whole entrance. After a good 3 seconds staring at Alyssa, with her music fading away, GASTER took out her right hand...and a mic, from the pocket of her hoodie:
"Happy New Earthly Year mortals! Savor every one of your puny celebrations as they roll around. Who knows? It might be your last one soon enough, since when I conquer this dimension, there is going to be 1 sole Holiday on your calendar - THE SHADOW LORD DAY! Mwahahahahaha!"
"But until then, I will start this Earthly year by proving my dominance against the woman from the different sport - a fighter from a cage, and prove that, no matter where you come from, the one constant will hold true, and you will be completely crushed by my might! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Her piece said, she took off her hoodie, hanging it against the steel wire connecting the turnbuckle to the steel post of the ring, hoping it will be save there. Underneath her hoodie was her usual yellow sports bra. The Shadow Lord would turn, childish spark of the Clara was fully gone, and the competitive spark of GASTER remained in her gaze towards Alyssa...
Alyssa stepped forward towards the center of the ring as she would watch her opponent start to make her way down the ramp. That music and all was causing the blonde to raise her right eyebrow. She was actually a bit excited for a moment that her opponent was actually going to be someone scary and then....! She saw her opponent, seeing that short girl come down the ramp and up to the the ring side, staring at her as she wore those bright colors.
Yellow was a rather annoying color. Yet for a moment there had been some anticipation for the young blonde. She would groan out though when the girl took out a microphone out of her hoodie's pocket and then started to talk. There was a....rather extravagant manner to the speech.
Alyss would roll her eyes and shrug her shoulders, slipping the tips of her fingers down her front pockets. She watched GASTER took off her hoodie and hung it against the ropes. Alyssa would take a step forward towards the masked fighter and look on at her for a few seconds. " I'm gonna beat you black and blue, you little shit." the blonde would let out with a wild grin on her face.
As she turned to face Alyssa, the Shadow Lord would see the ex-MMA fighter step up closer to her. Unlike GASTER's much longer promo, the 10 menacing words that came out of the cocky woman's mouth came out quite quickly and to the point, the words themselves causing the raven-haired chuuni to flinch slightly at the threat...for just a moment, before she build up some courage to fire back at the smiling wrestler: "Sad to say, that today, you threats would come out empty, Cage-fighter...my soul is as black as a black hole in the depth of the universe, absorbing any possible blue you might inflict on me!"
"And for the vulgar words directed to my person, a crime in more than a dozen universes, you are going to pay dearly!"
Letting out what she thought of Alyssa's threat in her usual dramatic fashion, GASTER nodded at the ref to showcase that she is ready for the match to start, and to prove her opponent's words false...
Alyssa would shake her head as she brought her hands up from her pockets, she would let out a soft sigh and then close the distance between her and GASTER to the point where she and her masked opponent were but an inch or two away from one another, as the slightly taller Alyssa would keep her wild grin on her face.
" I will enjoy making you cry." Alyssa said in a wild and almost cheerful manner. As the referee then rang the bell, Alyssa's right boot would move up and stomp down at GASTER's toes! Trying to stun and hurt the woman with a surprise move, as the blonde then attempted to throw a swift and brutal right handed uppercut aimed right up at GASTER's chin, trying to send the woman crashing down onto her back or at least down onto her rear. Wanting to show GASTER just what she was in for tonight.
As GASTER stood out of her corner, looking at Alyssa with determined gaze to showcase that she won't back down against her opponent's bullish remarks, Alyssa, still wearing her cocky grin, would quickly close the distance between her and GASTER, prompting the Shadow Lord to actually meet the former MMA fighter in the center of the ring to not be backed into the corner.
Clara wouldn't flinch at Alyssa's remark, looking at the blonde, slightly taller girl with determined fire in her eyes: "I'd like to see you try...", she would say, showcasing to Alyssa that she wouldn't let herself be bullied around.
The moment the bell came, however, Alyssa would attempt to follow up on her word right away, stepping hardly on the Shadow Lord's toes on her right foot!
"Ghhhkkk...you-----!". Preoccupied with the pain in her foot, GASTER couldn't see her opponent's right hand coming. It would cut through the air, nailing the Shadow Lord right on her chin with an uppercut!
The Shadow Lord would drop on her rear, and the crowd would boo the MMA fighter for her heelish strategy. The Masked Lord was dazed by the uppercut, unable to do anything as Alyssa managed to seize early advantage for herself!
Down she went! That stomp and uppercut combo working wonders as the blonde took down the masked wrestler. Alyssa wasn't about to slow down or stop either as she planned on making true on her words. That she was going to turn GASTER black and blue. The brutish Brit would pull her right leg back and attempt to throw a hard shin kick straight up into Gaster chest, aiming to try and make GASTER crash down onto her back.
Should she be able to get the raven haired one fall down onto her back. Alyssa would quickly attempt to moved up and seat herself on GASTER's chest, wanting to straddle The Shadow Lord as the wild brawler would try and throw a strong right followed by a quick left, straight down towards that masked face. Looking to start things off with hopefully an effective ground and pound tactic to start this match out with.
The situation wasn't what Clara had planned for a second ago. In truth, she really wanted to take Alyssa down to the mat, make the woman eat her words as the raven-haired Brit trapped her opponent in the hold...
Instead, she sat on her rear on the mat, dazed as a result of her opponent's surprise attack in form of a foot stomp and an uppercut to her jaw.
As she got her senses back in order after the hard punch, Alyssa would ram her leg into the chuuni's chest!
GASTER dropped on the hard canvas back first, moaning in pain as Alyssa mounted and straddled her up to her petite chest...
...right before unleashing a hard right hook to her jaw! Followed by a just as strong left punch!
Taking the first 2 punches, the chuuni covered her head with both her arms, trying to figure a way out of the situation in her dazed state...
...until a quick idea popped into her mind!
Lifting her legs, she would try and swiftly hook them at the blonde brit's shoulders, before attempting to push on them, down to the mat, while lifting her own shoulders off!
Taking a firm hold of her foe's legs, she would roll Alyssa up for a quick pin!
Alyssa clicked her tongue in frustration as after her second punch to that mask the blonde would see those arms coming up and shield her head. She pounded the arm with a fist, and another. Looking to tenderize those arms if she was going to use them as a guard for her face. That was not something that the Brutish Brit was going to allow! She had but one goal right now and that was to fulfill her promise and leave Clara black and blue on the mat and walk out as the winner of this match.
The blonde would shrug her shoulders a bit and then try and throw up a really strong punch, aiming to break through that guard and maybe even crack that mask of her opponents. Yet as she reared her arm back and wound up for that blow. Those legs of Clara instead shot up and snagged against the blonde's shoulders, hooking under her armpits and then throwing Alyssa back and off of the yellow clad girl.
She was dropped down onto her shoulders were Clara quickly folded up Alyssa and went for that quick matchbook pin! " Aah?!" Alyssa gasped out in surprise as the referee slid in next to them and slapped the mat! " One!..." She cried out but that was as far as she would get.
Alyssa bucked up, kicking off the mat and throwing Clara off of her and to the side, as she would roll back and up onto her knees. Panting out at the surprise and confusion. " Haah....clever girl." Alyssa let out as she would shake her hands a little, " That mask is a bit harder than I thought it would be, I can't wait to crack it open." Alyssa said with a wide smirk on her face as she would start to try and move up towards her feet, shaking off the slight redness of irritated skin on her fists.
"AAH!", GASTER let out, as Alyssa continued her ground and pound strategy, despite the Shadow Lord covering her head! And those punches hurt like hell regardless of the block, her arms actually getting sore from the former MMA fighter's attacks! The blonde wasn't kidding when she said she wanted to leave the Shadow Lord black and blue on the mat. She was fully intending to follow up on her promise!
...but GASTER wouldn't let her. Instead, she would manage to turn their positions around, managing to catch Alyssa off-guard into a quick matchbook pin! Her rival gasped in surprise, as Clara smiled underneath her mask at the reversal of fortunes.
That wouldn't last, however, as Alyssa was still quite fresh into the match, and she would easily buckle the Shadow Lord off of her as the result, GASTER rolling to the side.
She quickly analyzed the damage done. Her chest still burned from the blonde's hard kick to her chest, her head hurt from both the uppercut, and the punches while Alyssa mounted her...and the pain in her arms was still there. Alyssa didn't mess around with her strikes. They were quite dangerous weapons of mass destruction against the Shadow Lord...
Still, it seemed like she was managing to find her foe's weak spots too! She gasped and panted after kicking out, showcasing that, while the kickout was quick, she was not expecting it. She wondered how much wrestling training she got on top of her MMA training...
In some semblence of praise for her rival, Alyssa would still let Clara her intention known. Her mask was precious to her. Sure, she had 2 spares, but each one was crafted carefully by her, and each one was quite unique (if different squiggly lines for eyes constituted as unique). Getting it cracked was never on the Brit's agenda.
"You are a fool if you think you can do that, mortal", Clara let out, making her frustration known at Alyssa as she herself rose up to her feet.
With both Brits standing toe to toe with one another once more, GASTER wasn't going to let herself be used as a punching bag again. On the contrary, she would fight back, launching her forearm straight for Alyssa's jaw!
