L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

After those kicks, Amity takes Lindsay outside the ring with a clothesline over the top rope, proving her strength feature. Then she looks at her down on the floor and waits for her to get up while panting on the middle.

Once she's ready, Amity runs to the ropes of the back and rebounds off, then she runs forward in direction to the corner of her right side and jumps up to the second turnbuckle of that corner. Later, she jumps off of that corner and lands over Lindsay on the outside with a Springboard Triangle Moonsault.

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Lindsay lets out a grunt as the Clothesline nails her in the neck, but she holds onto the ropes, lessening the impact of her spill to the outside. The referee begins to count as the pop star sensation lands on her feet after bouncing off the apron, quickly turning around, and then reaching forward to YANK Amity's ankle and making her trip...but the witch was already gone!!! She was too fast for Lindsay to catch at first, so she'd have to get her on the return.

"1...!!!"

"2...!!!"

This gave Lindsay a good idea as she laid down, assuming the role of the PERFECT target and misleading Amity, waiting for the moment she'd jump. When all was said and done, she would lift her knees up when it was too late for Amity to move out of the way for a counter Gutbuster.



*(This but to the outside obviously)

Lindsay would smirk, seeing Amity recoil in pain. She would stand up, dust herself off and allow for Amity to get up to the apron. Soon after that, she would immediately hop up onto the apron and slap Amity across the face before she would grip the witch by her hair, grinning with malice as she prepared for an Apron Hair-Pull Mat Slam, dragging Amity's head down by her short hair and slamming her into the apron!!!

Lindsay brushed her hair aside, blowing kisses to the fans and then raising a middle finger at Amity with that cruel smirk of hers plastered across her face. She slips back into the ring and waits for the referee to count up, not caring if Amity gets counted out or not. However, if Amity knew her place, she'd stay DOWN.

She was still upside down with her head on the floor, not able to see that Lindsay showed the middle finger, and the referee would continue with the count after Amity went outside with that failed moonsault.

"3...! 4...! 5...!

Amity crawls to the apron and uses it to hold herself before getting up, as the crowd cheered.

"6...! 7...! 8...!"

The referee kept counting while Amity finally stood over both feet and with her arms on the apron as she held herself.

"9...!

Amity could hear at the referee going for the end of the count and gasp softly but she was more quick and rolled quick before the end of the count-out.

"Amity came inside until the count-out ended, the match keeps going!" the referee said to Lindsay, then she stepped back while looking at her, who seemed not to be happy anymore.

"Ughhh, LAME!!! Could you BE any more infuriating? I've got somewhere to be and you're holding me up here. I'm gonna need you to buzz off your pink-haired BRAT." She said, getting into position again after trash-talking, the plump pop star definitely getting sick of seeing Amity's face now.

Amity was doing efforts to get up by using the ropes of the corner and leaning against the turnbuckles, just to breathe a little

"What are you waiting for, dumbass?" Amity dared Lindsay once again with a confident smile, the witch now has something in mind.

Lindsay growled and immediately rushed Amity with a Body Press into the Corner, wanting to squish, Amity like the bug she is. She charged forward and tossed her weight toward the witch, aiming to fully crush her against the turnbuckle and leave her breathless.