L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Moira let out a war cry as she blasted Karen off her feet with a clothesline. Seeing Karen down, Moira positioned herself to pounce while Karen was getting up. Moira waited until Karen got to her feet and then closed in. She wrapped her arms around Karen in a hug and attempted to fling Karen in a belly-to-belly suplex!

Karen groaned slightly as she lay on the mat, winded a little by Moira's clothesline. It had been a good counter, one that had knocked the wind right out of her sails, but this match was still early. Huffing, Karen rolled, trying to get back up to her feet and get back into this fight before the skilled Irishwoman could take advantage of her downed state.

Moira, though, was two steps ahead of Karen, and a second later the Irishwoman was in front of her, wrapping her arms around her waist! For a few seconds of tight, body to body contact, the Maori gasped and tried to shoot an elbow. At this angle, though, she couldn't get a hit in, and a second later she was flung head over heels, crashing hard onto her back. She cried out from the impact before lying flat on her back, stunned by Moira's brutal follow up.

Seeing Karen lying on her back stunned, Moira smelled blood in the water. The Irishwoman grabbed Karen and yanked her to her feet. Moira grabbed Karen’s hand and Irish whipped her to the opposite ropes. Moira squatted and readied herself for Karen to rebound. Should Karen bounce back to her, Moira would attempt to wrap her arms around Karen’s torso and lock the Kiwi in a crushing bearhug!

Karen groaned as she clutched her back: Moira was definitely as strong as she looked, as she had been easily able to toss the Kiwi overhead like a bundle of logs. This match was going to be every bit as tough as she had been expecting, she knew. Even as she tried to roll over and get back in the fight, Moira was already on her, grabbing her hand and whipping her towards the ropes. Stunned, Karen was sent hurtling across the ring, and rebounded right towards Moira...

...only for the Irishwoman to wrap her arms around Karen's torso, trapping her arms at her side and lifting her off her feet in a crushing bearhug. "Ah..AWWHHHH!" Karen cried out as she felt Moira's powerful arms slowly crushing around her. She kicked uselessly in the air, her head thrashing left and right as she gritted her teeth, the muscles of her upper arms coiling against Moira's as she tried to force her way free. All the while, Moira's generous bust pressed up against Karen's, causing the Maori girl's cheeks to redden and her breath to become a little harder even as Moira squeezed it out of her.

"Nnngh...not...b-bad..." Karen managed to breathe through clenched teeth. "Not...gonna...keep me...keep me trapped here...though." Even as she spoke, Karen reared her head back, before shooting it forward, aiming to connect her forehead with Moira's in a vicious headbutt!

Moira let out a battle cry as she ensnared Karen in a bearhug. The two women had given each other a beating. Moira felt Karen’s stomach pressed against her own as Karen laboriously breathed in Moira’s embrace. Moira kept squeezing with every breath Karen took to tighten the hug. And with Karen’s arms trapped, victory seemed assured. But the Kiwi was not going to give up easily. With her arms trapped, Karen proved her head was just as hard as the Irishwoman’s and proceeded to desperately headbutt Moira. Moira recoiled from the blow and instinctively let go of Karen. The Irishwoman stumbled about, momentarily stunned (and secretly impressed her opponent did something she would do).

Stars exploded across Karen's vision as her forehead slammed against Moira's. It hurt like hell, and caused her to nearly black out, but nonetheless it did the trick and forced the Irishwoman to let her go. Dropping down onto her feet, Karen swayed a little, breathing in hard after nearly being crushed to death by the Irish Amazon. No, Moira definitely was no slouch in the strength department.

Seeing Moira stumbling back, stunned, Karen knew she couldn't give Moira a chance to recover: with a yell, she lunged forward, raising an arm to hopefully knock Moira down with a quick, brutal lariat!

Moira caught herself on the nearest rope while stumbling and rested against it. She shook her head and attempted to get her bearings. She pushed off the ropes to go get Karen but the Kiwi reacted too quickly. Moira looked up just in time to see a Karen-sized blur coming at her. The breath left Moira's body as Karen's lariat slammed into her upper chest and knocked her down onto the ground.

Karen felt the shake of impact run up along her tanned arm as it slammed home against Moira's upper chest. She heard the big Irishwoman grunt, before the blow knocked her down hard onto her back. Around Moira, the crowd burst into cheers at this impressive display of strength from the Maori; for her part, Karen only had time to take a quick breath before she went on the attack again.

Dropping down across Moira, so that her chest pressed up slightly against her opponent's, Karen would try to hook one of the Irishwoman's thighs for a pinfall. In an instant, the ref would begin the countdown. "ONE..."

Moira found herself knocked down onto the canvass. Almost instantly, she felt a massive weight come down on her chest as Karen dropped down on her. "Eghhhhh, what the fuck is it with Karens..." Moira groaned. The Irishwoman was stunned and her leg hooked for the pin. The ref counted.

ONE!
TWO!
T-NOOOOOO!

Moira kicked out at two and was still in the fight. She would attempt to catch her breath in preparation for Karen's next attack.

Karen's heart was racing as she dropped down, trying to go for the first pinfall of the match. She listened with barely contained excitement as the count reached two. Could this be it? Could she actually be scoring an early pinfall on the Celtic Hammer?

She got her answer as Moira practically howled underneath her and then kicked out. Huffing, Karen knelt upright, and grabbed at Moira's head to pull her up into a sitting position. "I figured this wouldn't be that easy," she muttered. "Fine, let's do this the hard way then." And with that, she would slide an arm around Moira's throat and another across her temple, trying to cinch in a rear naked sleeper. "Let's see you get out of this, then!"