Isabella Brandt Vs. Corey Sniper

[Devastated]

Standard Match

Rules: Standard
Victory Condition: Pinfall, Submission or K.O.



Isabella felt as if tonight was going to be an interesting match. She was being pitted against one of the famous Sniper sisters - Corey Sniper. A former multi-time Wrestle Angels tag champion. Isabella was decently familiar with the name and had seen some of her matches. She looked forward to test her mettle against such a named wrestler! Regardless of how famous Corey Sniper was, she had confidence in her own skills, and therefore she wore that confidence proudly upon her face, with her movements and motions. Something she would make evident as her entrance music played out of the speakers and the knight stepped out onto the ramp.

The blonde had been slowly building up a small fanbase. While she hadn't been in LAW for very long, judging by the reaction from the fans that might be difficult to tell. She was getting a fair amount of cheers as she walked down the ramp with confidence. She marched down to the squared circle and would walk up the steel steps, getting onto the ring apron and then sliding in between the ropes.

Spoiler

Isabella walked around the squared circle, showing off her body to the crowd. She was of course wearing her usual red, black and gold leotard, with matching boots and wrist guards. She stopped her walk around the ring in the center of the squared circle and raised her arms crossing them above her head as she struck a pose for the crowd. Another wave of cheers erupted from the crowd, the confident Knight would relish in the cheers for a couple of seconds before she turned and walked to her corner where she would wait for her opponent for the evening to join her.

[PrinceArjuna332]

For tonight, Corey would be having a match against someone named Isabella Brandt. Always eager to test her own mettle against anyone, the younger Sniper sister was ready to get into the ring. She would wait for her turn to make her entrance, and upon receiving her cue, it was time for her to come out, her music playing from the loudspeakers.

Corey Sniper

Wearing her signature wrestling outfit, which was quite revealing, Corey energetically jogged down the ramp, waving her hands and giving high-fives to her fans as she made her way to the ring. Soon, she arrived at the ring and she climbed up the apron. Rolling under the ropes, she would then pop up onto her feet, standing tall while raising her arms.

Then, she would look at the direction of her opponent, a beautiful blonde woman in red, black and gold leotard. Placing her hands on her own hips, Corey stepped over to her and looked straight into the other woman's eyes while smiling confidently. "So, you ready for our match? Let's give it our all, okay?" She winked as she stood tall before her, as if challenging her to have a staredown.

[Devastated]

Isabella watched as her opponent headed down the ramp, that energetic jogging and fanfare which she was displaying got her a loud cheer from the crowd. The blonde would slowly push herself out of her corner as she waited for Corey to get into the ring and up to her feet. As their eyes met, Isabella would walk up to the center of the squared circle.

She felt it right away, the second their eyes met Isabella knew that Corey wanted a staredown and she was going to give her one. They met in the center of the ring, Isabella placed her hands on her hips and matched Corey's pose. Her eyes trailed up and down her opponent's frame, they were equal in height. Corey looked quite fit, and her attire did next to nothing to hide how impressive her build was.

Isabella would smile at Corey as she took the final step and closed the distance between them. Pressing her chest against Corey's in a challenging manner. " I'm more than ready Corey Sniper. In fact, I look forward to pinning you down underneath me." The blonde teased Corey with a confident smirk on her face.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Corey grinned as the two of them were having a staredown, with Isabella stepping in and pressing her own chest against hers. The two of them were looking straight into each other's eyes. "Is that so?" Corey said, smiling coyly as she gave Isabelle's chest a light push with her own bust. "You gotta have to work hard for that, and I don't think that's gonna happen, since I'm gonna work extra hard too."

giving Isabella's chest one final push with hers, Corey then stepped back, stopping the staredown as she would get ready for the match. "Give me your all." She told her opponent. She would do a last minute warm-up, hopping on the balls of her feet before rolling her shoulders, getting herself ready for the fight. Soon, the referee instructed the two of them to take their positions.

Taking her position, Corey would look straight at Isabella before she listened to the bell ringing. To start off the match, she would offer her opponent a test of strength, wanting to see how good she was, though she would also get herself ready for anything that her opponent might throw at her to catch her off-guard.

[Devastated]

Isabella and Corey had a pretty intense staredown for a few seconds, in which Corey remarked that it wasn't going to be easy and she was going to make Isabella's intended outcome extra difficult for the blonde. Isabella would feel Corey give her a chest pump while speaking and then another one right after she was finished, the second one a bit harder. Isabella took the intended meaning for them to separate from each other and took a step back much like how Corey did.

"Hah~ If you make me sweat for my victory then all the better. I'll give you my all, but I expect nothing less in return." Isabella responded with a slight smirk on her face as she watched Corey finish up her warmup, when the referee finally called them to take their position, Isabella would move up. Looking back at Corey as she looked at her, the sound of the bell called for the match to begin.

To Isabella's surprise Corey offered a test of strength. The act caused Isabella to raise her eyebrows a bit. She let her eyes trail up and down Corey's body for a second and then would step forward. She knew Corey was fit, that much was evident, but she wondered how she'd fare against her in a test of strength as well. The blonde would reach forward and clasp her hand firmly with Corey's and being wary of any tricks, she would look to do the same with her other hand...if all went well then Isabella would thrust herself forward and ram her body against Corey's, driving her generous bust into Corey's as she sought to push her opponent back a step, trying to initiate this test of strength with full force!

[PrinceArjuna332]

Carefully watching Isabella's movements, Corey would ready herself to lock up with her in a test of strength. And then, the two of them locked up with each other, their bodies colliding with each other. Not wanting to half-ass this, Corey would immediately push against her opponent, wanting to gain an upper hand over her early in this match.

The crowd was cheering as they watched both wrestlers clashing with each other in the test of strength. Of course, Corey would try to gain leverage over her opponent, the soles of her boots skidding against the canvas as she exerted her strength. Feeling the push from Isabella, Corey would also push in return, and for the time being, it seemed that the two of them had entered a stalemate.

[Devastated]

Isabella didn't hold anything back as she and Corey locked up! Judging by Corey's physique the girl was by no means a slouch and Isabella was certain that she would have to go all in if she wanted to give Corey a proper test! The two women locked up as the soles of their boots would skid against the canvas. Isabella let out a grunt as she felt the resistance that Corey put up against her, as their busty chests bumped together and their bodies were locked in an intense struggle for control!

To begin with it looked like a deadlock! Neither woman was making any real progress as they stood and pressed together, arms and legs flexing! Though as the seconds passed, Isabella started to notice her arms being slowly forced backwards, her boots were sliding and skidding a bit more against the canvas....and after a couple more seconds she was forced to give a whole step to Corey.

"Nghhh...W-well, aren't you the strong one." Isabella commented through half gritted teeth as she tried to regain the footing she had lost, but that seemed to be quite a tall task. It was looking like Corey may have the strength advantage between the two and at the moment Isabella was on the back foot.

[PrinceArjuna332]

At first, the two of them seemed to be in a stalemate, with both Corey and Isabella struggling to gain an upper hand over each other. And then, Corey had proven to be the triumphant one as she began pushing Isabella back, and the former Wrestle Angel couldn't help but grin.

"Nnghh... you're no slouch either, but... I'll be taking this one," Corey said cheekily as she would try to overpower the other woman, hoping to bring her to her knees. Corey was confident in her own strength, and she wanted to make it clear for everyone in the arena.

[Devastated]

The struggle continued but Isabella was starting to end up on the losing side of this test of strength as she was slowly pushed back, and with the cheeky comment from Corey only getting an annoyed scoff out of the blonde, Isabella then felt Core start to focus on bringing her down.

The knight would grunt as she was slowly being forced downwards, holding out for as long as she could....but after a few seconds she would drop down onto one knee in front of Corey. The blonde would glare up at Corey as she had been bested in this test of strength,but she was also impressed by her opponent's physical strength.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Little by little, Corey managed to bring Isabella down on one knee, and she couldn't help but grin triumphantly, feeling very good of herself. Of course, this was just a small victory that wouldn't matter if she didn't follow it up with something substantial. So, upon bringing Isabella down on her knee, Corey would shift gear, letting go of her opponent's hands before looping her arm around her head, lowering herself as she would put her into a side headlock.

"Don't worry, I'll be sporting with ya once I win..." Corey promised to Isabella as she would wrench her head in the side headlock while planting her feet on the canvas. Exerting her strength into the wrench, Corey would try to weaken her opponent with the hold.