A mock match: Oscar Orelash and Moria Kilgannon

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"Did you just make a Dungeons and Dragons reference?"

Oscar would raise his eyebrows in surprise as he'd try to lock up again- but would instead let out a grunt as Moria locked him in a waist lock. Having used this move before and knowing what it can lead to, Oscar would attempt to hook one of his legs around Moria's to anchor himself and try to wrap his free arm around her head for a side headlock.

[ScylliasExoter]

Oscar’s counter did work. He was able to get Moira in a side headlock, foiling her plans. ”Aye, it is. What’s your character?” she asked in a muffled tone since her head was pressed against his well sculpted chest. She would not give him time to answer, though. Moira, still with her arms wrapped around his torso, hooked one of her arms under his nearest leg. She attempted to lift him up and slam him back onto the canvass with an Olympic slam.

[MappleMan7]

Oscar's eyes widened as he was lifted up and slammed onto his back!

"AAGH!!"

For all his times in the ring, he never really was used to being tossed around like that. It was certainly an impressive display of strength from Moria as Oscar was left groaning in pain, trying to get to his feet as fast as he can despite what he was feeling.

[ScylliasExoter]

Moira breathed heavily since lifting and slamming a man as big as Oscar wasn’t easy. He earned the barbarian name with his toughness and quickly recovered from her slam. Wanting to keep him grounded, Moira pounced on his back as he got to his knees, pressing her torso against his. She attempted to wrap her right arm around his throat and rest the crook of her elbow under his chin. With her other arm she’d try to connect and push the back of Oscar’s head into her arm, locking him in a sleeper hold.

”You should ask my brothers how good at this hold I am… when you wake up,” she grunted a laugh.

[MappleMan7]

Oscar let out a gasp as Moria pounced on him and locked on a sleeper hold. Another move he was experienced with. Gritting his teeth as he worked on staying conscious, Oscar would show off that Barbarian heart of his by grabbing hold of Moria's arms- not to pry them off but to rather keep her where she was as he worked his way to his feet, hopefully leaving her feet just tredding the canvas due to his height difference. Oscar would then turn to face one of the rings corners and CHARGE backwards- attempting to smash Moria's body between his muscular frame and the turnbuckle to get her off of him!

[ScylliasExoter]

Moira figured it wouldn’t be easy and she was right. Oscar rose to his feet even with her on his back. She wrapped her legs around his torso to help hang on for dear life. For a moment she admired his back muscles, which were just as toned as his abs and chest. But then she let out a yelp as he suddenly darted backwards with her in tow. Oscar slammed Moira back first in the corner. The Gaelic Amazon let out a hoarse cry of pain, as she had lost her breath from being sandwiched into the corner. She was well and truly stunned.

[MappleMan7]

Oscar wouldn't plan on wasting this opertinity and would take the chance to try and pull Moria's arms off of his neck. If it worked, he would leave her up against the post as he'd take a couple steps away... before turning around and charging towards the stunned Irishwoman and jumping at her when he got close enough- aiming to try and hit her with a powerful body splash against the corner post before stepping away from her.

[ScylliasExoter]

Moira couldn’t keep her grip on Oscar. He pried her arm off his neck and then moved away from her. Moira got as much of a breather as she could, but before she knew it she saw a blur of red-haired barbarian rage coming at her. She was too slow to get out of the way and took the full impact of Oscar’s running splash. She cried out in pain and fell to her knees before the Barbarian Prince. She reached and grabbed ahold of his tights to support herself, doing her best to stay upright

[MappleMan7]

Oscar would take deep breaths as the match had been a good workout for him so far, a thin veil of sweat forming on his body as he looked down and would lean over and wrapped his arms around his opponent and rising back up with her. He'd give her a quick squeeze in his arms, leaning back to force some air out before he would attempt to toss himself and Moria in a belly-to belly- suplex! Should this work, Oscar would make sure Moria was on her back before laying his body across her and Hooking her leg for a pin attempt!

[ScylliasExoter]

Oscar pulled a still-dazed Moira to her feet and wrapped his arms around her torso. She once again lost her breath when he squeezed her and flung her over his shoulder with a belly-to-belly suplex. The Celtic amazon landed on her back and rolled over twice from the impact. Moira lay there starfished and motionless. Oscar knelt down and lay across her in a cross-body pin, his stomach against hers. He hooked her leg and the ref slammed his hand on the mat to count.

ONE!
TWO!
T-NOOO!

Moira was tougher than a well done $2 steak and it showed here. Moira let out a roaring battle cry. She got her shoulder up at the last possible millisecond and forced Oscar off of her.