WFPW MATCH: Astrid Ostberg vs. Lydia Donelle

[Bare]

The match thus far had been gruelling and vicious in more ways than one. Astrid's raw power being counterbalanced by Lydia's sheer viciousess and sadistic edge. They were both as diametrically opposed as possible, yet similar enough in their general wrestling style and strength that anything they did to each other was matched or countered in someway.

Case in point as Astrid attempted a furious charge with a arm raised for a clothesline a determined Lydia who refused to be out done by her younger foe would charge forward with her own arm, leading to a titanic clash as the two women's arms smacked into each others chest! Immediately upon impact the two would bounce off from each other a few steps, wincing and groaning in pain while a loud smacking sound echoed from their arms bouncing off each others bountiful chests.

With that being said though Lydia came off worse from it. Largely because, ironically enough, her chest was a good deal bigger, making them a more sensitive to such a bit impact hitting them from head on without any chance to really prepare. "Damn.." Lydia hissed out as she recollected her breath, determined to seriously pay Astrid back for it once she turned back around... Only to walk into a spinning back fist the moment that she did so!

"UGHHH!" She yelled out in pain from the impact, Astrid's fish smashing into the side of her face, making everything flash white for the briefest of moment as Lydia was sent skittering backwards, a glazed over look in her eyes before she fell down to her knees, severely dazed from the hit! Unable to even think it was obvious that Lydia was in a bad way and if Astrid had a moment to act, it was now!

[CaptainL]

It couldn't have been timed better if either of the two women tried - both lariats had landed simultaneously, with Astrid and Lydia countering each other! A smack rang through the arena as the Norsewoman shrunk back, her teeth clenched in a wince. She could still feel the sting of soreness in her arm where she had struck at Lydia, and her chest felt like it was burning from the impact, her bust still swaying from the momentum. She had to admit, that got her good. She already knew a red mark was spreading beneath her leotard. But at the end of the day, she was still standing, and Lydia was still open! As she looked back up at the veteran, Astrid's eyes narrowed with determination. No matter what she had to endure, she was more than willing to push through it all if it meant proving herself to Lydia, and to the world!

Seizing on the opportunity, Astrid spun back around, catching Lydia on the backswing as her fist cracked against the veteran's face! With every strike Astrid landed, the crowd cheered louder, eager to see her pushing the momentum forward further and further. And Astrid wasn't about to let up! When she turned around to face Lydia, her eyes narrowed with purpose as she saw the veteran drop to her knees. Now, she was vulnerable. Astrid wasn't done with her quite yet, and with Lydia lined up in front of her, wide open, she was going to move in for the kill!

"It'll take...more than that...to stop me-!" Astrid's words came in between gasps for air, but they were still filled with purpose - she knew she couldn't let Lydia keep her down! Storming in closer, she bent down to grab Lydia by the head while she was bent over toward her. If that was successful, Astrid would guide her head between her legs to clamp down with her thighs. The fans cheered; everyone knew what was coming next! Once Lydia was secured, Astrid was going to hoist her foe up onto her shoulders, about to hurl her down with a powerbomb!

[Bare]

Despite both women hitting a massive lariat on each other simultaneously it was Lydia who came out of it worse. Not necessarily from the force of the impact itself, but from the follow up fist to the face that came from Astrid's spinning back fist! Taken off balance from the blow Lydia was off kilter and dazed, completely vulnerable at the hands of Astrid. It was by far the absolute worst case scenario for the older woman, after all, she was here to humiliate Astrid, to make the woman an example of what happened when you crossed a veteran such as herself.

Instead the opposite happened. Now she was at the younger woman's mercy with Astrid about to capitalize on the opportunity to its fullest, forcing Lydia's head between her legs before she was suddenly lifted up into the air and then swung back down with a powerbomb! "AGHHHH!" Crying out in pure pain from the massive impact that reverberated throughout the ring Lydia would lay flattened on the mat, groaning softly, unable to do much of anything in response as she laid there!

[CaptainL]

Lydia might have given Astrid some trouble, but the Norsewoman wasn't going to let that define her. Long had she championed finding strength through adversity, and using the threats she faced to push herself past her limits - and she was willing to draw on that here. Lydia had tried to get in her head, to feed on her doubts, and to make her feel like she wasn't capable of keeping up with her. For a moment, it even seemed like it just might be getting to her. But Lydia was also planting the seeds of defiance in Astrid's head, making her all the more determined to stand up to her and to prove her wrong. And, when she was able to leave her staggered with the spinning backfist off the momentum of her clothesline, it only brought a smirk to Astrid's face. She could do this, after all! If she was landing hits against Lydia, it meant she really did have what it took to overcome her. And Astrid wasn't about to turn away from that!

It was that rising confidence, that faith in her skills, that spurred Astrid forward. And with every blow she landed, her confidence could only grow more and more! The ring shook as she hoisted Lydia up into a powerbomb, and when she slammed her straight down she could feel the ripples reverberating from her impact. So too did the crowd erupt in cheers, reminding Astrid that they all had faith in her, and they all deemed her worthy of their support! That brought a smile to Astrid's face, but what encouraged her most of all was the thought that she had just brought Lydia down, and left her stunned. And of course, she was far from done!

Now that Lydia was in a daze, she was open for Astrid to push her advantage. And when she had suffered enough at Lydia's hands already, Astrid wasn't about to let her go without paying her back for all she'd done! Bending down, the Norwegian grabbed her by the arm, yanking her up to her feet. "So, still think I'm washed up?" she boasted, sticking out her chest and beaming with pride. "Maybe this will convince you otherwise!"

With that, Astrid leaned in a little closer, muscling her way toward Lydia - where she threw her arms around her waist! She would leave the veteran with no time to react or respond before she swept her up off her feet and threw her backward, aiming to slam her shoulders into the mat for a German suplex! And if that worked, Astrid would hold the position, bridging her back and pushing Lydia's shoulders down, to go for a pin!

[Bare]

Everything was truly coming apart for Lydia right now. Despite having an advantage through much of the match as a result of her mental mind games Astrid had managed to endure through all of it and was now savoring the fruits of managing to do so! "Damn..." Lydia gasped out weakly, her whole body seriously aching now, especially her back following the powerbomb from Astrid that left the older woman laid out on the mat.

Hefted up once more she wouldn't even be able to clap back at Astrid's claims, too stunned from the powerbomb as a result. Feeling Astrid's arms around her waist Lydia would weakly try and pry at the arms, but unable to do much as she was then thrown backwards and slammed brutally into the mat for a german suplex! "UNGHHHH!" She cried out in pain from the move, legs hanging over her head as a result of the drop where she would groan and moan softly as the ref dropped down to count the pin.

"ONE!"

"TWO!!"

"THR-"

Just before the last slap of the ref's hand on the mat to end the match Lydia would manage to jerk her hips to the side, attempted to make use of how much of her weight was in the air to break the grip Astrid had and fall to the side! Barely managing to keep herself in this match if successful.

[CaptainL]

With Astrid landing a hard-hitting powerbomb, one that left the whole ring shaking under the force of the impact, the arena had been whipped up into a frenzy of cheers. Astrid might have struggled against Lydia earlier in this match, but the Norwegian was quickly taking back control - and after Astrid had already suffered the cruel and humiliating punishment Lydia had been so keen on dealing out, not only was she all the more emboldened to set things right, but the crowd was behind her the whole way, eager to see her opponent face her just desserts! She smiled to the sound of everyone cheering her on - but Astrid wasn't just here to show off. She meant business - and that was something she was intent on proving to Lydia, as she hurled her over her shoulders to bring her down head-first in a German suplex!

It was one of the techniques the Ostberg family took great pride in from generation to generation, and Astrid was no exception - now, she was making sure that all the force she could muster was coming down hard on Lydia's head! After all she'd been through, leaving things at the powerbomb would have been too good for Lydia, and even at her age, the endurance Astrid had seen her opponent prove herself capable of was enough to tell her it would take more than that to put her away for good. When the suplex hit, the resulting impact was felt just as hard as the last, and drew just as much applause! And as she bridged her back just a little more to sink in the pin, Astrid was intent to finish this!

The higher the ref's count grew, the louder the cheers became - the fans could hardly sit still in their seats when it seemed they were so close to a thrilling finish! Even Astrid herself was grinning more and more to herself. If she could secure victory here, it would be a rebuttal to everything Lydia had said about her, and with it, all the doubts she had in her own future and her abilities. But just when it seemed like Astrid had the match won, Lydia kicked out, throwing her to the side!

Astrid landed against the mat with a thump, and almost immediately the cheers began to give way to boos. For a moment, the Norsewoman lay there, panting for breath and trying to get the air back in her lungs. When her adrenaline had a moment to die down, only then did she remember the aches and pains she'd worked her body into from sheer exertion. But, she knew, she couldn't let this keep her down for long - and she wasn't going to, either! She was here to make a point, and she wouldn't back down until she'd done so! Her muscles stiffening, Astrid pushed herself off the canvas to roll up to her knees, where she rolled out her shoulders and worked the kinks out of her neck before turning back around to Lydia. There, she cracked her knuckles and sat up a little straighter, extending her hands toward her foe. This wasn't over!

"It'll take more than that!" Astrid hissed. Indeed, she was out to prove as much, as she leaned in to try and grab Lydia for a test of strength, even with both women still on their knees!

[Bare]

Kicking out of Astrid's bridging german suplex pin just at the knick of time Lydia would gasp and inhale sharply as her hand instinctively went to her arching back. Much of Astrid's offense in this match, whether intentional or not had been directed to her spine and the results were really showing as Lydia struggled just to roll over and push herself up onto her knees.

"Damn... little bitch..." Lydia hissed out softly as she started to rise only for her emerald eyes to meet the gaze of her opponent. Upon which her pupils immediately narrowed, every part of her boiling in anger as she clenched her fists in preparation for what she knew may very well be the last exchange in this match. Settling her weight down as she let out a final huff she would shake her head at Astrid. "I'll be sure to give you more than you can possibly take then!" Lydia growled out her hands reaching up as she saw Astrid doing the same, every part of her, even her aching back wanting nothing more than to shut Astrid the hell up!

Hands locking together so tightly to the point that their knuckles were turning white! "Grahhh!" Lydia roared out, pushing against Astrid with everything she had, even as her back screamed in protest there was only one thing on Lydia's mind, and that was winning.

Winning and proving her superiority over this brat before her, doing everything she could, commanding every fiber of muscle in her body to push forward, to dominate Astrid, to win this test of strength at. All. Cost! "Go down! Go down Go! Down!" Lydia screamed out almost right in Astrid's face, pushing forward more to start getting her feet under her to add to her leverage to try and fully cement her dominance over the blonde! "See that? I win. You're done. DONE!" Lydia roared out before standing up and pulling on Astrid's hands to force her up to her feet in one big surge!

"Tsk.." Hissing softly as her back tweaked in pain Lydia would move to stun Astrid with a quick headbut to the face as soon as she was on her feet! If successful in doing so Lydia would try and turn Astrid around so her back was to her. Should she be successful in this Lydia would huff as she moved a hand to grab Astrid by the face while her other went around Astrid's leg before moving to squat lightly while pulling Astrid over her shoulders before standing up in prime position to end this with her biggest finisher the Rainier Drop!

[CaptainL]

Astrid could tell that her continued efforts were starting to frustrate Lydia, wearing down on her nerves and her composure little by little. The Norsewoman nodded her head to that. It brought her some satisfaction, however minor it might have seemed, to know that she was giving her opponent enough trouble to get to her; that meant she had to be doing something right - that surely Lydia had been wrong to underestimate her, and that her defiance was flying in the veteran's face to give her an unwelcome surprise. But there was still much more that needed to be done, Astrid knew. The match still wasn't over. She wasn't about to take Lydia for granted, and she knew that she was still a capable threat, one she had to take seriously. As the two heavyweights pushed themselves up to their knees, Astrid kept a close eye on her opponent, her fists clenching a little tighter at her sides as she readied herself to take action. She still had a match to win. She still had something to prove - and she wouldn't let Lydia get in her way!

From their knees, the two women lunged at one another, linking hands. From the moment her fingers intertwined with Lydia's, Astrid pushed back against her as hard as she could. Her muscles rippled and pulled taut, bulging beneath her skin as her biceps flexed and her back bent inward to draw on as much strength as she could. Her knuckles went white as she hung onto Lydia with an ironclad grip, and she shoved forward with her shoulders and her chest to try and drive her weight up against Lydia, trying to steer her back. All the while, her teeth locked in a grimace and she hissed under her breath in a bestial growl. The two of them seemed evenly matched; every move Lydia made was countered by one from Astrid, and for every inch one moved, the other pushed them back to where they had started. Astrid's skin was running with sweat, and her breaths quickened as she worked herself through the strain to try and overpower her foe. Little by little, it seemed, she was starting to pull ahead - Lydia was beginning to wriggle back, a fraction of an inch at a time. As she devolved into sputtering and gasping and cursing Astrid's name, it only made the Norsewoman a little more assured in her strength. Lydia might have been out to humble her, but here she was, pulling ahead!

But Astrid's dominance couldn't last forever. She might have been overpowering Lydia, but for every inch she steered the veteran back, Lydia's resentment was just fermenting more and more, growing stronger and stronger. And soon, that would fuel her. She began to push back harder, and Astrid teetered backward in turn - first back to their neutral position, and then a little bit further, until she had begun to back away from Lydia! The fans gasped - it seemed as if this pitched struggle was anyone's game, and anything could happen! Astrid's face contorted in a wince as she looked up to see Lydia bearing down on her with all the more pressure. Her eyelid twitched as she started screaming in her face. The aches and pains had begun to settle into Astrid's weary muscles, compromising her grip just a little. And that had slowed her down just enough for Lydia to push her to her feet!

Against the sheer force of her opponent's shove, Astrid doubled over backward at the waist, her grip on Lydia's hands starting to slip out from beneath her fingers. And she barely had more than a second to contemplate where she'd ended up before Lydia jumped back up to seize on the advantage, slamming her head into the Norsewoman's own! Crying out in pain, the blonde's head reeled back in an arc, and her hands shot to her nose to try and shield herself while the arena spun in circles around her. And there, she had Astrid stunned for just enough to pull her up onto her back, setting up the Rainier Drop!

Just a minute ago, it looked like Astrid was winning - now, the tides had turned! Gasps and cries of shock had rung out all through the stands, and some of the fans were starting to boo Lydia for stealing Astrid's thunder at the last moment. Astrid could only wince; her face was still numb and her head was throbbing as she balanced tenuously over Lydia's back, feeling herself hoisted higher and higher into the air. But it was then that something hit her.

Lydia wasn't dropping Astrid - she'd stalled for just a few seconds. Pressed so tightly against Lydia's back, Astrid could feel it trembling against the load she'd forced herself to shoulder. She thought back to when she'd seen Lydia get up, and how she'd favored her back. It seemed like that back was aching - and right now, she was forcing herself to bear all of Astrid's weight on it. That had slowed her down! And if Astrid could exploit that fact...then she just might be able to seize control at the last moment!

It was now or never - if Lydia managed to land her finisher, it would be over for Astrid for sure! Gritting her teeth, the Norsewoman summoned the last of her strength to twist and turn, trying to loosen Lydia's grip at least enough so that she might be able to pull free! She could only hope that Lydia's back would give out on her in time - it was the last option she had!

[Bare]

Monstrous was the only way to describe the test of strength that had happened in the ring. Beaten, bruised, not even standing but on their knees yet Astrid and Lydia pushed against one another all the same, putting everything they had left tinto knocking the other over, in beating them, dominating the other into submission. It was a fever pitch battle and for a moment it looked as if Astrid may have had it won... Until Lydia in a surprising show of fortitude and raw power managed to push past her own limits and force Astrid down on the mat.

A position that made it easy for Lydia to haul Astrid up and headbut her to stun the Norse woman. So from there all it took was bending low to try and pull Astrid up and over onto her shoulders before trying to stand up in preparation for what would be the ending stroke of this match. The Rainier Drop, Lydia's most powerful finishing maneuver that would surely leave even the mighty Astrid Ostberg out cold after the damage she had taken thus far. Yet it was Lydia's own sustained damage that prevented this from happening.

"Ngh... Dammit..." Lydia hissed out, her back burning and screaming in pain from the pressure of lifting Astrid up so high. A fact that the blonde woman would take advantage of as she began twisting and turning, adding more and more pressure onto Lydia's shoulders as she fought to keep both her balance and her grip on Astrid. "Ugh.. No! You're not getting away!" Lydia growled out, tightening her grip on Astrid's thigh, curling her arm around the limb to keep Astrid trapped, but in doing so her footing had gotten weaker, trying to put all her focus into setting up the killing stroke!

[CaptainL]

At this point in the match, the tension had reached its apex. Now more than ever before, it seemed like a single wrong move could have cost the match for either of its two participants. Astrid and Lydia had both faced a long and grueling battle, and the marks of their effort had been left all over their bodies in bruises and scuffs; their breaths had gone hoarse and husky and their shoulders swayed as their strides grew stiff and slow. Both women had taken charge of the match at multiple points prior to this, and it was hard to determine who was looking worse for wear. Yet still, they were throwing everything they could into the match - everything they could toward the aim of getting the upper hand on one another, and making it clear once and for all who would reign supreme!

The match could end at any moment. And when the momentum seemed to shift back and forth between Lydia and Astrid every second, no one would dare to look away. First, it looked like Astrid would be in control, and then Lydia had her pulled off balance, hoisting her up onto her shoulders to prepare for her finishing move. Yet it was only moments later that Astrid began to fight back - and with her muscles still sore from the effort she had forced out of them, Lydia's whole body shuddered and sank against the weight, her balance threatening to give out from under her. The frantic back-and-forth of the momentum was a testament to the passion both women had put into their battle. No one wanted to look away for a moment, lest the tides change again! And now that Astrid had begun to pull ahead, the stands rang out with cheers, chants, and claps. It looked like the fan-favorite had her chance to take things home. And everyone wanted to see the dream come true!

Astrid hissed under her breath as she felt Lydia's body rock to and fro, threatening her balance. She clenched her teeth tightly, her muscles pulling tense and rigid as she tried to secure herself. With Lydia holding her up as high as she was, a single push in the wrong direction could have sent them both toppling down. But Astrid was encouraged. She could hear everyone in the crowd cheering her on, and she knew that now she had her chance to prove, once and for all, that Lydia wasn't going to be the one to decide her fate! She never felt closer to victory - and now, as her heart swelled with confidence, she was willing to reach out and take that chance! "No...not like that-!"

With one last push, fueled by the energy of the crowd, Astrid would attempt to kick free of Lydia's grip to forcbly pull her leg loose! If she could do that, she would kick her legs out through the air - that, she thought, would surely offset her balance, making it harder for Lydia to hold onto her, and allowing her to swing herself around so that she would be able to bring her feet to the mat, landing behind her foe!