Angie Defoe, Piper Sherwood, & Robin Mendez vs Kat Hart, Grace Moore, & Newbie Nuo - The Fate of The Loser Title

[Misfit_Alien]

Grace groans as Piper takes a lovely stroll across her spine, waltzing over her like a famed actress strutting across the red carpet at a big extravaganza at the cinema. The soles of Piper's boots weigh down on the Shooting Star, bringing her immense discomfort as she grits her teeth, squirming beneath the blonde's boot heel like a worm. She tries to speak out against Piper's cruel taunts, but words escape her as she is dragged to her feet. Her long, violet hair tugged by the Brawling Bunny, who continues her verbal assault, pairing it with a more 'physical' approach as she delivers knee strike after knee strike to Grace's stomach, locking her into a hold from which there is no escape as the Shooting Star can only struggle to keep herself standing as she coughs and wheezes, battered endlessly by malevolent blonde as her cohorts look on in amusement, toying with the isolated masked wrestler as they continue to try and break her spirit with every passing second.

[Bare]

Piper smirked viciously as she not only humiliated Grace by literally walking over her, but also flaunting her dominance! In order to further exert it however the blonde would look to make use of some recent muay thai training, hauling Grace up and locking her up in a clinch before unleashing a brutal barrage of knee strikes into the woman's gut to well and truly stun her.. preparing her for what she had in mind next following this.

Finishing her knee strike bombardment the blonde would forcefully drag the jobber towards her teams corner, looking at Angie specifically with a grin. "Hey boss... ready for a taste?" She asked, holding her hand out for Angie to tag and, if done then Piper would step the rest of the way towards the corner, climbing up it while holding onto Grace's hair, wrapping her arm around the woman's neck to lock in a dragon sleeper hold, yanking upwards violently to choke the girl out while extending her body up, priming her for whatever Angie wished!

[Misfit_Alien]

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"Gh-!!! Ack-...-uChKGhh!!!" Grace began to gag and choke as Piper tightened her Dragon Sleeper, sitting high and mighty atop the corner while constricting her opponent's airway, depriving her of that sweet sustenance known as oxygen. The Brawling Bunny continued to slowly bring the Shooting Star to a fizzled-out state, preparing her as a punching bag for her boss after tagging Angie in. Grace could do very little to resist as her consciousness began to wane, legs and arms growing numb and limp. It was one thing to be choked out, but that prior assault of knees to the stomach did a number on Grace's abdomen, driving out a lot of air from her lungs, making this Hanging Dragon Sleeper all the easier to execute!!! "Grr...nn-...H-hhraaahh..." Grace said, petering out into a low, soft moan as her eyelids began to feel heavy...seems she was in need of a wake-up call from LAW's Assistant GM...

[winner3]

Watching Piper pick Grace apart made the smile on Angie's face all the wider. Like a cat that enjoyed people-watching from a perch or a window, The Assistant General Manager indulged in this sight. Defoe aligned her forearms parallel with the middle ropes. She leaned forward and rested her chin on the back of her hands. And as she and the rest of the world observed the impish, sadistic Piper muscled the so-called "Shooting Star" into the corner with a Dragon Sleeper Hold and she would smile.

"Thank you, my dear Piper. Lovely work, as always. This is why you and Robin are my left and right hands around here." Angie would lift her arm lackadaisically and bring the palm of her hand to Sherwood's own.

Piper had worked Grace's core over well with those knees. She had worked Moore over well in general. The poor girl was strung up in the corner, her head and neck still clinched firmly in Piper's grasp! Anticipation filled the arena as Defoe ducked between the ropes and graced the LAW ring with her presence for the very first time!

Angie would smile at the crowd and look around before setting her sights on the hapless bluenette. She let those feelings of anticipation build as she slowly nibbled her bottom lip while curling her fingers into a full fist! Angie would train her gaze on Grace's exposed core and step in to drill the girl's flat tummy with a hard right hook to pick up right where Piper left off!

Angie would wink at Piper to thank her for the assist and to subtly communicate that it was okay to let go. If the blow connected and left the breathless luchadora downed and even more winded, Angie would causally circle the Shooting Star as the girl writhed at her feet.

"For whatever it's worth to you, Grace, I do think that I'd manage to scrounge up some shred of remorse if you weren't so gosh darned good at taking a beating!" Angie would shrug with a wide smile on her face if she and her team maintained good form and remained in firm control of things in this high-stakes PPV match!

[Misfit_Alien]

Grace felt utterly helpless while trapped in Piper's clutches. The masked bluenette could do little more than writhe helplessly within her captor's grip. The only thing that kept her from falling unconscious was the inescapable haze of noise stemming from the crowd's cheers, boos, and screams as the scene unfolded...But what REALLY captured Grace's attention was what came next, as a new threat entered the fray. For the very first time in the history of LAW, its premier Assistant GM, Angie Defoe, would be stepping into the squared circle. Not to deliver an announcement, not to stand by for a contract signing or press conference, nor to criticize some lower-class wrestler and ridicule them for their benign, insufficient efforts. No, no-...Angie was here to deliver PUNISHMENT upon one of the two women bold enough to stand beside the biggest, most public thorn in her side.

Angie was going to show Grace what it meant to earn the Assistant GM's ire. Actions have consequences, and Angie was dead-set on teaching the Shooting Star that standing in the way of someone THIS powerful had its fair share of 'consequences'...The devilish woman came at the bluenette like this was strictly a matter of business, nothing personal...but the pain that Grace felt gave her a different impression altogether.

"GUH-!!!" Grace coughed, spewing and gagging immediately after Angie's fist delved deep into the woman's midsection, forcing her to collapse forward once Piper's Hanging Dragon Sleeper was released. The masked woman fell to her knees, involuntarily prostrating herself before the second-most powerful figure in the company's administration, all while the 'devil' herself circled around her like a shark stalking a school of fish, playing with her food as she discovered a newfound indulgence and pleasure with seeing lower-rung trash beneath her. Rarely did Angie ever get her hands dirty. After all, she had people to do that FOR her, of course. However, there was certainly a sense of satisfaction in doing it herself, especially that feeling of her fist drilling into that doughy stomach of Grace's, softened up slightly by Piper's brilliant display of brutality.

[winner3]

It was true that Defoe seldom got her hands dirty. But on the rare occasions on which she did choose to handle her own adversaries and wrestle, she indulged in this sadistic sensation. Angie lived to see wrestlers of all calibers from Grace Moore to Kat Hart, and everyone in between writhe and struggle by her designs! Though she often put on airs and kept up appearances, the sadistic smile plastered across her face here and now in this moment as she stood tall over a kneeling, reeling Shooting Star, a luchadora put firmly in her place where she belonged - there was no happier woman on the LAW roster at this moment!

The cameras focused on the sight of a battered Grace, on her knees with Angie standing tall and looming over her. The commentators calling the match remarked on how the delighted smile on the beautiful blonde's face was born from the fact that she had orchestrated all this! Our esteemed Assistant General Manager spared no effort in rigging the match in her team's favor! This match might as well have been over before it ever began!

"Grace, my dear, I don't recall giving you permission to take a break." Defoe would reach for the kneeling luchadora with her sleeved arm. She continued to smile as she looked to grip the back of Moore's neck with one hand to haul the girl towards the ropes. If the heel trio remained in control, Angie would drape the hapless masked middleweight over the middle rope. Angie would make sure to keep a grip on Grace's head and neck. She made sure Grace's head was held high enough for the cameras and the crowd to see the luchadora's pained expressions and moans! She made sure to put Grace's natural state of jobber-dom on full display!

"In fact, you'll be working double time. I expect to see all the fire you had at the press conference in your post-match interviews when you explain to all these good people exactly why you failed to win and meet their expectations!" Angie would bend over and position her head next to Grace's as she said this. With her free hand, she motioned to the fans in the front row. She motioned to the cameras capturing the events of this historic LAW PPV match!

Of course, Defoe wouldn't stop there! After allowing the audience to drink this in for a moment, she'd adjust Moore's position against the ropes! Rather than drape the bluenette's torso and perky chest over the middle rope, Angie would instead lift the rope such that she could lay Grace against it, neck-first!

If Grace remained pliable, if she was still reeling, Angie would casually drape Grace's head and neck over the middle rope before quickly turning around and seating her wide hopes on the poor luchadora!

If Angie got her way, she'd cross her legs and casually take a seat, choking Grace effortlessly with her impeccably curvy, toned frame! Angie made sure to position them such that they were still near her team's corner, close enough for both Piper and Robin to get shots in if needed! After taking a moment to get comfortable, Defoe would remove her glasses and check them for any debris or fogging, all while nonchalantly choking Grace against the ropes with her shapely bum! And as she did this, the referee would approach to begin counting towards a disqualification! The fans cheered in approval!

"1....!"

"2....!"

"Oh, I'd stop that if I were you, Miss Referee." Angie didn't make eye contact with the striped shirt girl. She checked her nails while she continued to make her point.

"Or shall I address you as Mrs. Soon-to-be-ex-Referee? Or soon-to-be a former LAW employee? Is that better?" Angie would place her hand on her hip, no doubt adding more pressure to Grace's airtight predicament. The commentators went ballistic at the desk over this brazen display of power-tripping! Boos from the fans flooded the arena!

"You do realize this extends to every venerated woman on this team? As a matter of fact.... girls!" While maintaining eye contact with the referee this time, Angie pointed in the general direction of the daughters she wished she had - of her tag partners, and she curled her finger to beckon either of them to have a go at bluenette while she was still firmly pressed against the ropes for eons past your traditional five count!

"I'd like to make a point. Please "assist" me with Grace, here. And as you do...I challenge this official to disqualify any one of us and still keep her job...."

(tagging @Bare, @Taskmaster12, and @Misfit_Alien for visibility to let them know that any of them can respond and keep things going! )

[Bare]

Piper after tagging out with Angie watched in glee as the assistant general manager went to work. Part of Piper initially thought the woman was just doing this match for clout, to make herself seem like a badass for the crowd and locker room. At the same time however Piper also knew that appearances could be deceiving, after all she had underestimated Ayane when they first met and was proven wrong and boy was she glad to be proven wrong again as Angie went to work on Grace, not only beating her down more, but humiliating her in the process.

Hearing boos from the crowd as Angie attacked the jobber Piper got an idea to reallyyyyy get under the crowd's skin some more, and maybe their opponents as well. "Hey hey there we go! Beat that loser down, show em why you wear the crown!" Piper chanted out as she turned to the crowd, shaking her hips and and moving her arms about like she was doing a cheer routine, drawing upon her cheerleading days to really annoy the hell out of the fans before spinning around smoothly just in time as Grace hit the corner.

Giving a taunting wave before lightly smacking the luchadora Piper would give a whoop and holler as Angie's ass descended upon the girl's face, smothering and squashing the masked woman further into the corner! But what was really interesting was when Angie, in a rather brazen abuse of her power told the ref to stop their dq count less they lose their job in the process! Then even going further to give both Piper and Robin the chance to do whatever they wanted to Grace in the process!

Eyes lighting up at this Piper instantly had a evil look as a thought came to mind. "Oh hell yeah." Piper said with a smirk as she raised a hand up and formed her fingers into a claw and then bringing them down onto Grace's stomach, digging her nails into the woman's stomach for a brutal iron claw over the gut! "Hey Kyoko hope you're watching this! It'll be you someday!" Piper said mockingly while using her free hand to blow a kiss at the camera as it gave her a close up, killing two birds with one stone to both attack Grace AND taunt someone she had her eyes set on!

[Taskmaster12]

Robin had stayed cautious of setbacks. She knew that the wrestling world bred chaos where you allowed it and wanted to control the match already. Piper and Angie overruled her and Robin had to remind herself that she was one who had to bite her tongue when it came to disagreeing with others. Oh how she craved ridding herself of that sensation once again. Thankfully she was just two jobbers away from doing so. Once she helped her keep the loser belt in play Angie and Robin would be closer to equals. She didn’t plan on sharing any power with Piper too. Still if she had to it was a small sacrifice for what benefits it brought. One such benefit came when Angie’s turn arrived. The assistant general manager played with her food more than Piper except she could make the rules up as she broke them. Showing off her power by sitting on Grace Moore while her neck was on the ropes and telling the ref to stop counting. No five count would save Grace nor would the two of them stay on the ropes. At Angie’s invite they entered, Piper went for the stomach in tribute of her new teacher and new rival at the same time. Robin would pick grab her leg and stretch it out. Pushing at the other leg with her boot to spread them far and wide. “Keep an eye on Grace ref. If this overwhelms her you need to make sure you see her submission. It’s important to do your job for her safety.”

[Misfit_Alien]

To say that Grace was between a rock and a hard place would be an understatement. After taking that hefty blow to her stomach, the masked luchadora was now on her hands and knees before the Assistant GM, unable to defend herself from the physical and verbal assault that ensued as Angie proceeded to have her way with the Shooting Star. Grace was dragged toward the nearby ropes, hauled over them so that her neck and head were hanging outside the ring's perimeter for all to bear witness to the masked woman's dazed, wheezing expression. Kat Hart's team already being dismantled this badly was a rough sight for the fans of the righteous trio who looked to disband one of LAW's most poisonous and least flattering 'title belts'...if you could even consider that of such a humiliating prop.

After whispering in her ear and taunting the woman right to her face while the onlooking crowd spectated, Angie would readjust Grace's body by firmly pulling on the ropes while resting her hips and backside against the back of the woman's head. Grace would let out a pained groan as she felt the added weight of Angie's rear forcing her down on the ropes. The Shooting Star felt a stinging, burning sensation across her neck. The texture of the ring's elastic cable became tenser and rougher. Grace coughs, wheezes, and gasps for air, feeling her airways being constricted and crushed. She reaches her arm out of the ring, struggling to grasp at the imaginary hope that seemed just out of reach, the display seeming more and more desperate by the second as the Assistant GM of LAW reclined and relaxed while making a harsh example out of the resident, star-themed luchadora. Angie's teammates continued to mock Grace while all of this ensued, with Piper making a call out to the current middleweight champion in the process, practically disregarding Grace as a non-factor in this match, which was beyond insulting.

The referee moved in with the start of a disqualification count, looking to reprimand Angie for this blatant infraction and hold her accountable, but the looming threat of the woman erasing the poor woman's job security with the snap of her fingers for any number of baseless claims. Angie practically invited the referee to try and rule her and her teammates out, holding all the cards in her hand and hanging them over the ref's head as she taunted them. Boos rained out from all around, this blatant power trip being CLEARLY disliked by all parties spectating. Meanwhile, Grace was slowly losing air as her gasps became heavier and longer, hanging on by a mere thread.

Eventually, Angie invited her two teammates to join in on the fun as things were slowing down. Seems Angie wanted to have some excitement tonight, so she was pulling out all the stops to make tonight enjoyable for her and her ladies~...

Piper joined in with an Abdominal Claw, sinking her hand onto Grace's gut, making the already winded Shooting Star howl in pain as she could feel tears starting to form in her eyes. She screamed in pain, but her lack of breath resulted in her cries being mute, with no sound escaping from the lips of the tortured luchadora. If that wasn't enough, Robin teamed up with the other two to deliver a PAINFUL leg stretch to Grace, which, once again, dragged an AGONIZING yet RASPY cry of pain leave the poor Shooting Star's throat as she was barely managing to hold on.

[Random_Username]

Things had gotten worse for the masked duo when Defoe had Grace in the corner and beat her while Nuo stood helplessly. No matter how loud she cheered her friend, it was not enough to help her from the constant beatings she took in the stomach. If that wasn’t enough, Defoe dragged the Shooting Star out from the corner and in between the ropes. Her head was only part of the body sticking out of the ring while the rest of her body remains inside. A smile on Defoe’s face became wider when she had an evil idea in mind. Using the same rope that Grace was on to choke her. Of course, both the fans and Nuo didn’t like what they saw. "H-hey, do something, ref!"

Despite the referee interfering, Defoe said something to the ref that made them back away. But that didn't stop Nuo from helping Grace by jumping off the apron and left their team's corner. She ran around the ring to the ropes where they were at. Making sure to stand a few meters away from the other team to reach for the middle ropes. She use both of her hands to pull the middle ropes down to allow her friend to breath.

However, the torture didn't end there, not by a long shot when two of Defoe's team had joined in to bully the poor Shooting Star. Since the referee wasn't going to step in and do anything, what stops Nuo from doing the same? She climbed up the apron by using the ropes, slipping through the top and middle rope. After Nuo entered the ring, she sprint towards the evil trio, attempting to save her friend by pushing Defoe off of her with a shoulder tackle!