Chelsea Forster vs. Raquel Masters

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Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, DQ, Count Out

Raquel had still been struggling to find herself. She had some highs and lows in LAW but no real consistency. She hadn't been on much of a streak of any kind except for a couple losing streaks. She really wanted to show them she could be a LAW lightweight champion, and not a Losers Title contender. She was in her wrestling gear an hour before her match, anxious to get back in the ring while pacing about. Her last match saw her with a concussion about a month ago. She was cleared and ready for action tonight, eager to show that she was ready.

Her music began to play and she came out to a mixed reaction but it was more cheers than anything else. She smiled and blew a couple kisses to the crowd as she sauntered her way down the ramp. Raquel jumped up onto the apron from the ground then again clear over the ring ropes to enter the ring. She strut around the ring, doing a lap with her arms held out before settling in to a corner, waiting for Chelsea to make her way out. Raquel was not sure who she was but Raquel was all-in tonight ready to get back to victory!

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As she laced up her boots backstage, Chelsea Forster muttered quietly to herself under her breath. While her and her sister's ongoing feud with the Carnival Girls had shown itself to have its ups and downs, for the most part they were making a strong enough showing as a team. But both of them wanted to show that they were capable as singles contenders as well - and such was the case here, as Chelsea prepared to face another opponent; to her, another obstacle to be trampled on her way to victory! Getting up from her seat, she beckoned to Molly, her sister and part-time-tag-partner-part-time-manager, to accompany her to the ring.

Chelsea Forster

Molly Forster

With Chelsea taking the lead, the two English high-flyers made their way down the ramp. A smirk was wide across Chelsea's face as she sized up her opponent in the ring - that was, until Molly suddenly grabbed her shoulders from behind to peer around her.

"Chelsea! Oh my god!" Molly whispered to her sister. "That's her! Raquel Masters! I can't believe it!"

"Oi, yah, Molly. An astute observation, 'dat. Raquel Masters is indeed 'de name o' 'de right blert I'm go'n ter kick 'de fillings outi, like." Chelsea said, rolling her eyes.

"No, nonono, look! I follow her! She liked my outfit from SunnyCon, remember?"

"...No." Chelsea sighed, looking off with a groan. It seemed her sister had recognized Raquel as a fellow cosplayer - but that wasn't what Chelsea cared for tonight. What mattered to her was that she was a wrestler, and more importantly, a wrestler she had been booked against. She didn't have time to bond over whatever geekish nonsense the two spouted. In fact, the thought of being stuck in a room with two Mollies sounded absolutely dreadful to her. "Look, we dun got 'de time, like. Jus' stand o'er thuz and do ye thin', or'rite?"

"Okay..." Molly nonetheless gave Raquel a little wave as Chelsea took her place in the ring, dusting herself off before she looked across at her opponent while her manager stood by her corner.

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Raquel saw her opponent and her manager come out, keeping an eye on them. Raquel waited for them to get close but she looked again at the manager. "Don't I know you from somewhere?" Raquel asked before shifting her focus back to Chelsea.

Raquel bounced around on her feet waiting as the bell to ring. Once it did Raquel would lunge in and try to grapple with Chelsea to kick things off in their match!

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Molly was excited enough as it was, but this was even better - Raquel had actually acknowledged her! Grinning even wider, she hopped up and down a little in place with excitement. "Yes! She recognized me! She-" Although she tried to get her sister's attention, Chelsea was having none of it. She grumbled under her breath and stepped forward, holding a hand out to gesture to Molly to be still, as she engaged her opponent.

"Arright, ye right blighter, listen up, like! Me sister's a biff, sure, but dun' think I'm go'n ter go easy-peasy ed ye in this ring 'ere, ye 'ear me? You're go'n ter be sore by 'de time I'm through wi' ye, like!"

Even as the bell rang, Chelsea seemed to be in a hurry to get things started, as she already began to advance on Raquel. All the while her finger was pointed straight out towards her - and when she finally came to be in range, Chelsea was ready, as Raquel moved to grab at her! The blonde was hardly bothered by this, going to latch onto Raquel just the same - and as she leaned her weight forward, Chelsea attempted to steer her towards the corner to try and slam her back into the turnbuckles!

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Raquel felt herself being pushed back before tensing up and stopping the progress! It looked like the two lightweight wrestlers were behaving more like their larger counterparts! "Not gonna let ya have your way that easy..." Raquel said to Chelsea as she tried to spin and shove Chelsea towards the ropes instead!

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Though Chelsea was trying to leverage the flow of the match towards her liking, she had forgotten her own slighter frame - and that in that respect, Raquel had her beat. With the edge in stamina, Raquel was able to simply dig her heels into the ground to hold her position, leaving a frustrated Chelsea in her wake as the Englishwoman grumbled under her breath. "Aw, bugger..."

Now it was Raquel's turn to strike back, as she instead swerved around to shove Chelsea into the ropes! She let out another grumble as her back hit them, but she would stand undeterred. She raised a knee, aiming to strike Raquel in the gut with it!

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Raquel pressed Chelsea against the ropes she grit her teeth rearing back to strike! unfortunately for her she was hammered with a knee strike to her abdomen before she was able to attack herself! Raquel groaned and hobbled back, doubled over as her arms cradled her abdomen after Chelsea struck. Raquel wanted to lash back out but right now she wasn't in any shape to do so as her torso felt crushed. It appeared that Chelsea packed quite the punch in the ring as Raquel found out.

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A smirk crossed Chelsea's face as she watched Raquel fall back. It was still this early into the match, and she was already leading things, as even a seemingly stronger and more solid opponent like Raquel crumpled from a good blow to the stomach! Chelsea cracked her knuckles, the thoughts already falling into place in her mind. "Well, in't this a right 'ave-off, like..."

Looking back up at Raquel, Chelsea was ready to implement her plan. She was still backed up against the ropes, and still more or less at her full strength, while Raquel had been winded. What she hoped to do now would be a rather daring move so early on - but it was that brazenness that Chelsea thought would do her all the better, as she wanted to taunt Raquel with her own hopelessness. Chelsea went to climb back onto the ropes before bending forward to grab Raquel by the head. If she got that, her next move would be to jump off the ropes and swing herself around to deliver her headfirst to the mat with a tornado DDT!

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Raquel was in bad shape but not so bad that Chelsea was able to take her time. She was grabbed and pulled near the ropes burns Chelsea took the time to taunt Raquel The Bostonian was more than aware of Chelsea, shoving Chelea forward while she backed up to free herself from her grasp.

Crouching low Raquel waited for Chelsea to turn around in order to send a fast spinning heel kick aimed right to her face!

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As far as Chelsea was concerned, everything was already stacked in her favor. A move this big and taking this sort of setup might have been a risky gamble this early in the match, but why bother playing it safe? In her arrogance, the blonde was sure that she already had Raquel firmly within her grasp, and that she could afford the time. So too, if she could hit Raquel with a move like this so early it would establish her well as a threat and do some serious damage; perhaps even win her the match then and there. She was all set to make her mark...

But she had underestimated Raquel, and as Chelsea prepared to fling herself off the ropes and bring her foe onto her head, Raquel managed to shove her off! Chelsea went staggering, the momentum of her attempted move sending her into the ropes. She would have fallen on her face, were she not able to grab onto them and push herself back up on the way down. Grumbling, she turned back towards Raquel - and right into the path of a spinning kick that sent her back against the ropes again, her head rolling back as a trail of spittle flung up from her mouth in an arc! From where she stood on the sidelines, Molly had to wince at the sight of it.