Giulia La Rocca vs K'Challa Weka (D) - Allarme! Bear Attack!

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Giulia La Rocca vs K'Challa Weka
Hardcore Match
Victory via pinfall, submission or KO
No Disqualifications
Weapons are provided under the ring


For Giulia La Rocca, preparation for tonight's match had been intense. In fact, much more intense than normal... To be honest, she might had even prepared for this match tonight more intensely, than she had ever had to any match prior to this one.

But why? Well, this was her first official Hardcore match. And while such a match type should have been nothing that La Forza Italiana would not have been determined enough to tackle head-on, she did feel the need for intense preparation. She needed her mind and body to be ready for this... She needed to make sure to be able to use all her strength, and have her wits with her throughout the match. It felt unlikely that anything less would have been enough...

Especially as the little she had heard from her opponent so far was that he was one of the bigger and stronger ones on the roster of LAW. Certainly no jobber. Most likely a tough challenge... Against whom Giulia could afford no mistakes.

But the worst part? This was to be his debut. And nothing, nothing was more embarrassing than losing to a complete rookie. Giulia wasn't going to allow that to happen. She couldn't.

Giulia La Rocca - La Forza Italiana

(New!) Entrance Theme: Anna - Bando

Sporting her usual wrestling attire that had proved to be rather popular - not only amongst the crowds, but often her opponents as well - Giulia began marching determinedly down the ramp as her new, energetic entrance theme filled with attitude played in the arena. She was already getting a lot of hype and support from the crowds... They were clearly loving her new tunes, and eager to see more of her performances in the ring tonight!

As part of her usual entrance manners in LAW, Giulia was carrying an Italian flag around her waist covering her hips and thighs, which she dutifully kept on holding onto even when climbing her way into the ring. Only when having marched across it and gotten up onto the opposite corner, did the Italian unwrap the flag from around her waist, lifting it high up in the air while finally revealing her muscular thighs and behind for the hungry eyes of the LAW crowds! Then jumping back down, she proceeded to do the same thing on the opposite cornerpost, before heading towards the center of the ring.

But the Italian immediately recalled the stakes and stipulations of tonight's match, and proceeded towards the edge of the ring, sliding herself between the ropes outside it. Jumping down, the short powerhouse went on to inspect the assortment of weapons available for the match tonight... And once she climbed back into the ring, she was already holding a piece of metal chain on her hands! Flexing around with it a bit, La Forza Italiana showcased the chain for the crowds high up above her head for some time, before eventually settling into her corner, doing a few squats while her music died down, and it was time for her opponent to make his appearance.

It was a key moment for the night... How would he turn out to be like? Was Giulia going to be able to let out a sigh of relief, or were her worst fears going to get confirmed?

[Caborn]

K’Challa Weka

K’challa was ready for his first match tonight. After reuniting with his sister Monami and telling her he’d be wrestling in this league too…she was less than supportive to be honest. But the Werebear chalked that up as sibling rivalries at work rather than her actual feelings. Tonight he’d been in a Hardcore match against a woman. Full of confidence, the muscular stud was certain that he’d come out on top tonight after pinning his opponent. He was facing a woman after all. She’d be fun to roll around with but he wasn’t expecting a challenge. Tonight he was wearing wrestling pants with black boots and bear claws as props for his entrance. All dressed, the werebear was back in gorilla position as he waited for Guila’s entrance to end. Once the babe was all set in the ring, K’challa would head out himself to meet her there.

Tribal music would play as the Werebear came out on the stage. Letting out a roar before he walked down the ramp, the dark skinned hunk would come off as a jungle warrior as he arrived. Once he reached the ring he’d climb up the side with ease before vaulting himself over the top rope. Once inside, he’d roar some more and flex his arms to show off while possibly intimidating his opponent. Getting a look at Guila, the Werebear was still certain he could kick her butt. However, she really had a sweet looking ass on the back of her. The woman’s outfit only made it more appealing too. Maybe after he conquered her in the ring, the Italian bombshell would want to join the dominant alpha male in the sheets. So, after taking off his gloves, the Werebear would walk over and meet his opponent in the center of the ring with a big cocky grin.

“Don’t worry honey…I won’t rough you up too bad as long as you behave~” K’challa would say as he looked down at her breasts.

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This was the only moment of the night, that Giulia did not want to have the spotlight on her. This was the moment when she wanted to give her full focus and attention on observing the entrance of her opponent... And trying to determine as much as she could over what kind of an opponent he would turn out to be. Her first impression was pretty curious and intrigued, as the sounds of his entrance tunes sounded very tribal - or even primal - and the wrestler himself did nothing to tune down that impression with his frankly animalistic roaring - and his attire, once Giulia was getting a better look at it.

Really, Giulia indeed played into her Italian roots and heritage with her entrance... But her opponent's attire was also pretty over the top with the bear claws and all. And for a moment the Italian actually experienced a brief scare... Those claws looked pretty brutal. But would it be allowed to use them in this kind of hardcore match? The possibility certainly felt concerning, and she couldn't deny letting out a subtle sigh of relief when she saw the man taking the gloves off - at least for now. But what she wasn't going to be able to let out a sigh of relief was his physique... The dark-skinned man really looked very big and strong, and the battle tonight was certainly going to be no easy feat by any means.

Still, Giulia knew that the worst thing she could allow to happen was letting her opponent's looks get into her head. Getting intimidated by them was going to be the quickest path to doom. If anything, she had to count on her core strengths... One of which was her immense strength. And her brain was another one of them... If she couldn't outdo this primal man in physique, she should attempt to do so with her wits.

She needed to ease off her nerves a little though, and beginning to come out of her corner to prowl and close in on her opponent a bit was helpful with mitigating that. Eventually, the Italian could see the bearman approach the center if the ring, and proceeded to promptly meet him there. This was the first chance for the crowds to get a good comparison of their physiques... And made their size difference very evident for all. And apparently not least to the taller man, whose opening words sounded very cocky and even slightly demeaning as well.

Giulia would have loved to counter his words with "Hey, up here!", recognizing his obvious staring at her breasts. Unfortunately, that wasn't really going to be an effective choice of words, considering that she was about a foot shorter than him... Everything was going to be down lower for him tonight, it seemed. But being left speechless obviously wasn't an option either. "Behave? How'd you like me to behave, mister?" the Italian began in a sarcastic tone. "If you're talking about manners... I'm finding yours to be pretty... Animalistic." Emphasizing the last word with despise, she also decided to try keeping the man engaged in discussion for a while longer, just to get a better feel of how he, and his brain worked like. "Who are you even? Or what are you even? A horny bear, or what?" the Italian continued, while probably looking to the crowds like a brave and defiant short girl, talking back to the big bad male.

[Caborn]

K'Challa would laugh a little as the fiery Italian bombshell would get angry with where he was looking. Complaining that her eyes were "up here", as if she could say that with the height difference between them. K'Challa would just give her a cocky look similar to how an adult would look at a bratty child who was too silly to get mad at. Clearly she wasn't much of a fan. In fact, Guila seemed to already hate him quite a bit as she barked at the man. Complaining about how he thought she was supposed to behave, and how he came off as 'animalistic' before asking what he was even supposed to be. He figured that a little girl like her probably didn't understand what a tough, tribal warrior looked like.

"I thought a pretty girl like you should be over and let her ass do the talking~ A horny bear though? Sounds good but I'm the fucking Werebear bitch. You'd better play nice or I'm gonna beat your big ass into the ground." K'Challa would explain as he leaned forward to really get in Guilia's face. His sister would probably get all up in his face and complain about him acting like this. Buuuuut she wasn't here right now and he wanted to give this little girl a reality check. "I"m like twice your size, honey. You can act as tough as you want but at the end of the day you don't stand a chance against all of this..." the werebear would continue to explain as he flexed one of her arms to shove off his muscle.

"So how about you just help yourself out and don't give me any reason to really mess you up?" K'Challa would finish saying before shoving his opponent backwards to show her who the boss was here. His hand pushing right into her breasts to mess with the Italian combatant. Shortly after the bell would ring and both fighters were free to beat each other senseless by any means necessary.

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It was quickly becoming apparent to Giulia that not only was this match going to be a tense one, but there were going to also be high tensions present in the ring. Granted, the Italian herself wasn't doing anything to ease them up at all, choosing to confront her towering opponent and his demeaning behavior head-on. But why should she have? The was no reason for humility at all in front of the bearman, and if he was going to want to belittle and humiliate her, well, he was going to have to defeat her first.

Which, of course, a man like him could have very well held the potential to do. Giulia would just have to make sure that that potential would never get realized. Especially if this really was his debut - which was becoming even harder for La Forza Italiana to belive, considering all of his extreme cockiness - she couldn't let him just come sweeping in like this, and treat the established fightress like she was nothing in front of him.

The feat was becoming all the time easier, if you asked Giulia. Listening to his condescending words was really getting the Italian's blood boiling. Yes, some smack talk was always part of wrestling... But this guy was going over the top. And very personal. Giulia simply had to teach him a lesson! Especially as he managed to hit some of her soft spots, that were extremely effective with lighting up raging anger inside her... Yes, she was short... But this guy must had never seen her hitting the gym, based on his comments! Or truth be told, maybe he was just blind... Or with selective vision at least. How could he notice so blatantly all her curves... But miss all of her muscle? What a dumbass.

Just before Giulia got the chance to spit out some venom of her own, the "werebear" suddenly pushed her arrogantly backwards. The look on the Italian's face became instantly even more murderous... Just in time for the bell to ring. Honestly, La Forza Italiana was already regretting that she hadn't picked up a baton or a sledgehammer from the weapons area, as she would have loved to beat this guy already to pulp. Then again, she was getting so ferocious simply by her boiling anger, that she could have easily mauled him also bare-handed...

The bear-handed guy still got to listen a few select words next. "Not sure how much of a bear you are... But a bitch, yes, you got that one correct. And my ass? Trust me, you're gonna like it. It's big. And strong. Much bigger and stronger than you'll ever be." Giulia paid attention whether her words would trigger an attack from the supposed warrior... But regardless of if they did or not, her chosen method of offense was going to remain the same. After listening to all that, the only thing the Italian wanted to do was to charge forward, and drive her right fist straight deep into K'Challa's abs!

[Caborn]

K'Challa would frown as bit as Guilia acted like he'd called himself the "Werebear Bitch". He said that he was the werebear, BITCH. As in her. She was the bitch! As annoyed as he was, the tribal hunk wasn't about to let his anger get the best of him already. The match was just starting and he had plenty of time to make this woman beg for mercy. "Oh yeah? Let's see how tough your ass is once I'm done kicking it!" K'Challa would shout back at his opponent after she boasted about her backside before the match began. The werebear was pretty irritated by how his opponent talked back to him. Guilia could be as confident and defiant as she wanted to be but that wouldn't change the fact that she was going down tonight. Maybe he'd even spank her fat ass red to teach her a lesson. Once the bell rang, the two hot headed combatants were ready and eager to get their hands on each other after all that shit talking.

Walking straight up to the woman without any fear, K'Challa would watch as the big booty Italian ran right at him, her eyes full of hate as she lunged for the man. Overconfident, the werebear would let the bitch take a swing at him. After all, she didn't stand a chance against the tribal beast. However, as Guilia buried her fist right in his abs, the African stud would wince and grunt from the heavy blow. "Fucking slut..." he would growl angrily while taking a step back from his opponent. The werebear would glare at the woman as he held his midsection. The bitch could punch harder than he thought. Pissed off more by the fact that she had hurt him than he was towards the pain itself, K'Challa would run at the Italian woman with arm extended as he tried to take her head off with a swinging lariat to show the bitch where she belonged. That being laid out right on her back while he was standing above her dumb ass in victory.

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Giulia was well aware of what K'Challa had wanted to mean... And she also was fully aware of the consequences of her seemingly misinterpreted remarks... Which were swiftly evidenced by his annoyed and uppity comeback. The Italian's face turned briefly into a dismissive grimace, just to prove the point to the Werebear that he wasn't scaring her... But also from satisfaction over his reactions being exactly as she had wanted them to be. Honestly, Giulia had every reason to make him as mad as possible. Not because she would have wanted to feel any of his angered, ferocious moves... But because when angry, people tended to make mistakes. And she certainly wanted to make an opponent such as K'Challa make as many mistakes as possible.

His first mistake was delivered exactly as ordered. Giulia had wanted to punch him, and he let himself get punched. She had also wanted to give him the first taste of her strength, and that's exactly what he got. It was an all too familiar sight for the Italian, an overconfident man reeling after feeling the first bites of her wrath... And she couldn't hide the gloating smirk from her face. Naturally, that only made him even angrier, as evidenced by his continued cursing towards her... But what did that mean? Even more of detrimental anger, of course!

Giulia wasn't surprised at all by the Werebear's subsequent charge at her. He also made the mistake of outlining his plans way too early on, with his extended arm heading towards her. And honestly, after all his mocking of her, wasn't he really going to detect the flaw in his plan? Amazing.

La Forza Italiana could easily see the Lariat attempt coming, and adeptly dodged the Werebear's swinging arm. She didn't even need to try that hard, simply just crouch a little towards the side... Surely, resulting in K'Challa heading straight towards the ropes after missing her. And she was ready. Turning around, the Italian sprinted after him, hoping to catch him by the time he'd have just rebounded off the ropes... And hope to deliver a devastating Spear into his midsection, hopefully sending him crashing back against the ropes!

[Caborn]

Weka was smirking as he took a swing at his opponent's head. The werebear planned to lay the Italian bombshell out on her fat ass with a powerful lariat. However, Guilia would manage to duck under him arm just in time and sprint past him. Since he'd been charging, the dark skin hulk couldn't just stop right away, so he continued towards to ropes to bounce back off of them. Now the man was a little pissed off since he had been looking forward to laying this bitch out. But he could always try again he thought once he came back after her. However, as soon as K'Challa bounced off the ropes, he would find that his opponent was already sprinting at him with a spear!

While the werebear had bulk and power on his side, it seemed like Guilia had speed and maneuverability on her side. With his opponent flying at him like a missile, K'Challa would receive a killer spear to his midsection as Guilia's shoulder drilled into his abs. "UUUUUUGH!" the werebear would grunt out loud as he was rocked by the woman's tackle. While he had the size advantage, his opponent was really moving, and it increased the force of the impact quite a bit. The spear would send K'Challa backwards where he'd crash against the ring ropes. Coughing a bit as he held himself up from them, the werebear would let out a growl as he glared back at the Italian bombshell.

"Gggggggrrrr...you little fucking bitch...you're gonna pay for that..." he would snarl at her, feeling hurt, embarressed, and hella pissed off with his opponent. Rubbing his abs a bit, the African native would try to recover before pushing himself off the ropes. Thinking to himself that Guilia was really gonna get it now after pulling that little stunt.

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Giulia might had looked small compared to K'Challa, but her musculature was still rather hard to miss. Sure, the Werebear appeared very ripped, big and strong as well, but the short Italian certainly wasn't just some lightweight ragdoll, incapable of performing any meaningful moves inside the ring. If anything, one of her main ambitions was to give out a strong and mighty impression of herself, and dominating or throwing around bigger opponents such as K'Challa was very much what helped her to so - and what she certainly intended to do tonight!

Of course, Giulia wasn't that proud of her short stature... But she still wasn't above taking advantage of it, if given the opportunity. One such opportunity was presented by the ability to easily dodge the Lariat from the taller man, so easily in fact that it allowed the Italian to launch an attack of her own right after. And just to demonstrate her own strength and prowess, the Spear that followed was a mighty one, sending the taller male crashing quite spectacularly backwards against the ropes!

La Forza Italiana was very satisfied once she got to review the effects of her attack. The crowds sounded pretty shocked too, but that wasn't so important just yet. The important part was that the Werebear was clearly hurt and reeling for the moment, helplessly against the ropes, rubbing his abs from the pain... And evidently being even angrier again, based on what she was hearing! It was OK, Giulia was already having some new plans anyway.

"You sure about that?" the Italian responded to the dark-skinned male in a taunting voice after his latest threats. She could certainly afford it, being the first one back up to her own two feet after the Spear, while approaching her troubled opponent... And his rubbing of his abs only confirmed what she needed to do next. Ruthlessly, the Italian began stomping her boot against K'Challa's midsection, trying to really soften him up while driving some air out of his lungs, hoping to keep him trapped against the ropes in front of her!

[Caborn]

After taking that spear, K'Challa was slow to recover as he used the ropes to help pick himself up. The big man was eager to make Guilia pay for it, though. There was no way that he would just let her pull that stunt without any payback. However, the Italian woman wouldn't give him the time to do so. Soon enough, K'Challa would let out a loud grunt as his opponent drove her boot right into his midsection. The werebear had just managed to pull himself together when Guilia continued her assault. The woman's boot driving the wind right out of his lungs as she kicked him with it.

"Aaaaaack! Fucking bitch!" the african hunk would curse out as he took the blow. However, going off pure instinct, K'Challa would reach for and grab a hold of the woman's ankle. Trying to keep Giulia on one leg, the werebear would let out a pissed off growl before lunging forward with a vicious European uppercut to the Italian bombshell. The darkskinned stud would try to take the bitch's head off as he swung his arm up at her chin to show his opponent who exactly she was messing with.