GASTER vs Alex Drizzle - 2/3 Tables POW Match

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"Grrrrrr...Yes...you...DO...Grrrrrrhhhh...", GASTER answered to her Cool rival, as she tried to heave her into the air...but could get the Blunette off her feet, as she bent her knees, and hugged the Shadow Lord, not allowing her rival to lift her up for a Suplex!

"Ghhhh...Let go of me, Lord of Cool! Your...grrrrrr...pathetic...grrrrr...Earthly hugs...won't help you------GUAH! GAAAH! S-sto----GAAAH!".

GASTER tried to force Alex to release her with her free arm, desperate in ending the match with this Vertical Suplex, still holding her head firmly in a front facelock, trying to force her arms off of her waist...until, suddenly, Alex simply released the Shadow Lord herself...but only one of her arms. With the arm in question Alex would instead launch hard punches straight for the Shadow Lord's vessel's belly, driving the air out of her rival's belly, and significantly weakening the hold on her head!

After the 4th punch, the Shadow Lord would abandon her suplex attempt completely, deeming the match ending move a lost cause, and would instead trying to cover her vulnerable belly!

[RJD]

Gaster may have had an intimidating presense and as defeat drew ever closer the shadow of failure would loom over the cool queen, but yet she would fight on. Spirit unwavering Alex would hug into Gaster will all her strength, even if her plan was a pathetic one the radiant wrestler commited herself to it fully, putting every ounce of her will behind her actions. " N-No! " Alex would roar in response to the masked wrestler she was struggling painfully against.

Of course the grasp of shadows would be ever present and aiming to force Alex's grip off of the puppet body. The cool queen would never fold though, stubbornly holding on long enough to put the next part of her plan into action.

Somewhat securing herself against the canvas would be the only requirement needed for Alex's not so advanced counterattack. The bluenette launching her fists into Gaster's body as many times as she could, refusing to back down from the Lord of shadows.

For a while It felt like Alex's punches were meeting nothing but void, they were connecting but the shadowy figure was still standing tall and not losing her grip even after two, three fists to the belly. Luckily though that proved just to be in the cool queen's head, as after her fourth punch Gaster would deem the situation to dangerous to endure and retreat.

The shadow lord craddling her belly as Alex looked on, the cool queen's eyes flashing as she saw the chance she needed. With one step and one leap the cool queen would attempt to twist her body mid fall, hoping to nail the possessed lightweight in the head with an enzeguri to finally pry herself from death's sinister grip, Alex not planning to go head to head with another wooden saint of Mathew.

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Cradling her hurt stomach, GASTER stepped away from her rival, failing to suplex her onto the table and end the match. Despite the desperation, despite the Blunette being just as, if not more than, tired than herself, Alex fought on. Her punches had a lot of strength behind them, completely knocking the air out of the Shadow Lord's vessel's lungs, leaving her to cough up to try to regain her already ragged breath, even unwillingly allowing a bit of spit to escape from her mouth as it and her sweat fell to the floor from her face as she doubled over in pain.

"I-I need just a second!", the Shadow Lord tried to convince herself in her head: "Just one second and I will-----!"

That second would not be spared by the Queen of Cool Style, as she leapt into the air, and nailed the side of the vessel's head with her foot for an Enzuigiri!

For less than a second, the Shadow Lord's vision turned to absolute darkness, the hard hit to her head almost knocking her out. Stumbling back, she barely managed to stay half-standing, as she held onto the table behind her...

...but, with the damage she endured, her hand slipped, and she dropped straight on her rear end, holding the side of her head as the scene of vision behind her suddenly got blurry...

"Ghhhhhkkk...not fair...you are not allowed help, Lord of Cool, how did you multiply?", the Shadow Lord would complain, swearing that the Cool Queen suddenly gained 2 new allies that looked just like her in her daze, seeing doubles of the Cool Queen as her brain tried to get her vision back in order...

[RJD]

Gaster had proven to be relentless with her assault, but the cool queen wouldn't fall behind in terms of aggression. For two wrestlers with such entertaining personas they could certainly claw for the advantage when it seemed like victory was within reach. Alex after nailing her opponent with an enzeguri that seemingly dealt enough damage for the bluenette to finally control the pace of the match again would approach the seated Gaster, grasping her by the head and under her arm, before then trying to forcibly guide her up to her feet.

Then the cool queen would see the table in place, but would try to suppress any ideas she had about slamming Gaster through the wooden entity and instead focus on tiring her out. Alex wasn't one to put much thought into her matches, but at the very least she knew that if she tried to put the shadow lord through the table so quickly she would likely do anything she needed to escape such a fate, and likely take back control at the same time. Meanwhile if Alex surprised her by instead trying to work over the vessel body then the Shadow lord would likely not be able to respond in time.

Lifting her opponent to her feet Alex would try to grasp her opponent's arm and put it over her own head, before then doing the same with her own arm and Gaster's head as she set up for a suplex. Then the cool queen would try to lift her opponent up for the suplex, but would let out a slight groan as she felt a pulsating pain in her leg, Alex just remembering about the pain in her leg that adrenaline had distracted her from earlier. " Damnit...I wish there was two of me so I'd at least have two reliable legs. " Alex would say, not responding to her opponent's question but still referencing it herself to vent her frustrations.

Seeing as Alex had just wasted time going for a long set up move she knew that it would be smart to be quick to not leave any more of an opening for the masked villain. Hoping that the shadowy figure hadn't rejuvenated her necrotic power yet the cool queen would try to reposition herself slightly, moving her head to free it from Gaster's arm before then trying to pull her into a temporary headlock before attempting to fall backwards and drive her opponent's skull into the barely padded concrete.

One thing was for certain regardless of who was in control, both wrestlers seemed to be pushing themselves far beyond what their bodies could handle. The cool queen trying to keep her body together with pure spirit and determination while the shadows continued to twist and bend the masked vessel body to their will, seemingly planning to enforce their will even if it destroyed poor Clara.

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This match definitely went far beyond what GASTER, and her vessel, Clara, could take in any one night. Her entire body was telling her to just quit and go home, her vision was so fuzzy, she couldn't tell whether she was looking forwards or downwards as Alex seized the Shadow Lord's head underneath her arm. With how weak she was, all she could do was allow the Cool Queen to get her up to her feet, all the while unable to fight back against her rival.

As Alex seized her head with a Front Facelock, and prepared to unleash another powerful Suplex onto the Shadow Lord, GASTER felt a slight pause in her rival's actions. In this spare second, as the Blunette cursed her legs, the Ominous One regained some semblance of awareness, realizing that she had the opportunity to fight back!

...only for Alex to realize the same thing. She grunted as she felt the Cool Queen tightening her Facelock, pulling her arm backwards to try and ram it into Cool Queen's severely hurt spine to release her....

...only for Alex to drop on the said hurt spine, and drive GASTER's hurt skull into the barely padded mats outside the ring for a DDT!

With how long the match was going for, with how much punishment the Cool Queen dished out on her rival, the Shadow Lord had no energy left to even scream. Under her mask, her mouth was agape, trying to let out a loud cry of pain...but she was unable to. Once more, her vision went dark for a split second, slightly longer than after Alex's Enzuigiri, as she silently laid face down in the canvas, near the Blunette, her defeat at her hands looming ever closer...

[RJD]

The cool queen had a strong spirit that would never give in, the forces of darkness wouldn't suppress her might or will in the slightest, no matter how vast and expansive the creeping shadows seemed. However, Alex's legs on the other hand were fighting a whole different battle of their own. Try as they might one leg would be critically wounded, and the other would have to support, but there was no trench to hide behind in this battle field, no such minor escape existed in the battle between good and evil.

So when the cool queen tried to lift her opponent, defy her will with her own, the most unexpected thing would happen. The sudden aching would bend Alex's will, make her unwittingly drop Gaster back to the mat after lifting her. Such a thing was shocking, but Alex didn't have the time for shock, only the time for realisation was allowed and it was quick as the bluenette came up with another plan.

However in the time it had taken the cool queen to realise that she had to change her plan she no longer had the opportunity for such a plan. for but a moment the malevolent Gaster had lost some of her control over the vessel body of Clara, but inevitably the shadows creeped back to their strings and began to puppeteer the vessel. The masked one driving her arm into Alex's spine, disrupting her flow of radiant energy and earning a shameful whine from Alex.

The cool queen struggled through though, bared the pain for but a moment so she could drop backwards to the canvas to ddt Gaster skull first into the canvas, the shadow lord being left face down on the canvas with her eyes shut for a moment while Alex's vision too was shrouded in darkness, till with a quick blink she snapped back to reality, suddenly feeling a fairly significant pain in her spine and rubbing her pained area as she slowly sat up.

" OOough... I'm gonna need an ice bath..." Alex would groan mostly to herself, before then shaking her head lightly as she tried to focus on the task at hand, although it would be an understatement to say she wasn't in the best condition to do so. The masked rival earning a quick glance before the cool queen slowly raised to her feet, as she was doing so grasping the ominous lightweight's head and dragging her up, Alex starting to worry slightly about what she could do to finish the match, quickly scanning through a list of possible moves she could end the match with that didn't require putting much strain on her pained leg.

" You're a worthy rival. " Alex would quietly mutter, showing some respect to the formidable foe before then putting such sentiments behind her so she could focus entirely on extinguishing her wild flame which as small as it currently was threatened to gigantify.

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Sparing herself from a deadly suplex by the Cool Queen, the severely dazed and hurting Shadow Lord ended up being driven face first into the thin mats of the ringside area, serving as small, fairly insignificant protection for the concrete below, that scrambled the Shadow Lord's control over her body and her senses, as the Ominous GASTER could only take in and breath out Earthly air at a very rapid rate, unable to do much else as her vessel, against her will let out a sorrowful, quiet moan of suffering. To people watching this Battle of Gods, it appeared as though GASTER was done, her spell over the small girl fighting on her behalf broken by the brave and cool blunette, who herself was having a difficult time controlling her Earthly former, groaning at complaining at the pain in her spine.

But still, despite the major damage to her back, the Cool Goddess managed to get to her feet, despite one of them hurting after GASTER's vicious assault on it by means of the Figure 4 Leglock. And as done as GASTER looked, as sorry as the Zebra Striped official felt for the poor girls putting their lives on the line for (seemingly) simple bragging rights over one another, the match was not over yet. Be this a simple encounter, Alex could've simply rolled the Shadow Lord into the ring, and easily pinned her for 3. But no. This encounter could only end by either the Radiant Cool Queen or the Ominous Shadow Lord going through the table. Then, and only then, could this affair between the 2 unearthly beings truly be over...

Grabbing the Shadow Lord's head, the Queen of Cool Style attempted to get her rival back up to her feet, to seemingly end this battle once and for all, as she got a sentimental praise for GASTER out of the way...

...but no, the Ominous One thought. She didn't want to end it like this. She wanted this to end with the blue Queen laying on a broken table at her feet, her own vessal's well-being be damned!

Gritting her teeth, and hoping for one last, good shot at Alex, she launched her hand straight for her foe's chest, trying to get some distance between the 2 of them with a Knife Edge Chop!

[RJD]

The pair of paranormal lightweights on the outside of the ring both looked about ready to crumble, at this point whoever won would need to put off their celebrations in favour of a long rest and hot bath. Or at least that's what Alex planned to do, fully willing to take her victory and have a long needed rest right on the spot she was currently standing, any area seeming like a decent bed to the bluenette.

However that was just a generous vision of the future's, for now the cool queen had to settle with raising her foe up to her feet. Gaster's mask functioning well to hide her tired face, which was one of many things that almost dented Alex's unbreakable will. The radiant wrestler never knowing how close or far Gaster was from defeat, the expression, eyes, rate of breathing and much more that Alex could use to understand the status of a rival all being concealed.

The cool queen simply had to hope that the masked figure didn't suddenly kick into action, hope that the limp heavy feeling of Clark's vessel body wasn't a deception. Unfortunately though it seemed the shadows were still controlling the puppet before Alex, suddenly yanking the dark strings on her body to send one limb flailing wildly against the cool queens chest.

" Ayha! " cried out Alex, as she stumbled backwards till her back bumped into the ring apron, the bluebette holding her pained chest as she glared over at Gaster.

Not letting herself be intimidated by the might of the ominous shadow Lord wasn't easy, but it was something Alex had to do, stubbornly forcing her body to move, even as pain pulsated in her chest.

The cool queen would ignore her pain as best she could in order to close in on Gaster, trying to reach round to grasp the masked fighter by her hair, before then turning towards the apron and dragging Gaster the few feet between the pair and the ring.

Alex then swinging her arm forward as it was gripping Gaster hair, the cool queen trying to send her opponent's masked covered face into a collision force with the ringside apron. The cool queen then releasing Gaster and using her free hand to climb the apron, one holding the ropes to pull herself up while the other position itself upon the side of the ring.

The cool queen trying to climb atop the apron before Gaster had time to shake off her pain.

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Even though one advantage of wearing a mask to the ring was masking her emotions to the crowd, part of the strategy to not allow the opponent to know what she was thinking, more often than not, the Shadow Lord's mask was as much a blessing as it was a curse. When she was in distressed, when things were at her bleakest and her opponent knew it, they would get riled up by GASTER's Poker Face of a mask, resulting in a lot more pain for the Shadow Lord.

As a result, the Ominous One had to try twice as hard to turn things around when she was in trouble, no matter how tired or hurt she was or how much she wanted to quit. She had to justify the smile on her mask by having things in her favour, and she wouldn't allow anyone, not even Alex, to get the best of her.

This was the driving force behind the Shadow-y wrestlers chop, as it found it's mark at Cool Queen's chest, forcing her to back off in pain. GASTER had no more mana or energy left, not even enough to make a taunt or laugh at her rival. All she wanted to do is to utterly destroy a table with her opponent's frame and leave as a winner.

The two wrestler's gazes collided in a battle of their own, as if the two were trying to shoot a cool and a shadow lasers out of their eyes respectively. That particular contest would end in a draw as Alex and GASTER approached each other, ignoring the pain they dealt to each other over the course of the match to end it once and for all!

As GASTER got her hand prepared for another chop, Alex would roughly tug on the Shadow Lord's hair! She moaned in pain over having her regal mane pulled on, trying to desperately take Cool Queen's blue mane hostage to force the release of her locks...

But before she did that, Alex would give one rough tug on GASTER's hair, pulling her hardly face first into the apron!

GASTER's mask provided no protection for the attack, GASTER slumped on her knees from another hard blow to her head. There was a loud white noise in the Ominous One's ears, and her limbs barely responded...

...but worst of all, she lost sight of Alex, and didn't know where the disappeared Queen could strike from next...

[RJD]

As the two struggled Alex would make sure to glare at the mask before her, stifling the exhaustion and pain in her face as she turned back to the shadow Lord after the sharp chop. The cool queen disregarding her earthly pains as she reached out to the mask and grasped the hair behind.

The cool queen proceeding to bash her dark rival head first into the apron, before then climbing atop the apron. The bluebette face was slightly red from over exertion at this point, but she refused to take it easy when defeat and victory were but one lucky slam or throw away. Had this been a submission match Alex would have caved long ago, but she had the advantage, and so would refuse to back down till she couldn't move anymore.

Alex trying to bend down on the apron as she tried to grasp Gaster's hair again, forcing her up to her feet before then grasping her head instead. The cool queen deciding not to yank Clark's poor hair unless she had to.

Then Alex would try to pull her opponent up onto the apron, letting out a long grunt as she tried to sit her opponent down on the apron. The cool queen then starting the long drawn out task of lifting her opponent onto her feet, hoping that she could pull Gaster upwards by the head and the shadow Lord would do some of the work for her.

Then at long last with Gaster standing the cool queen would try to hold her against the ropes with one arm with her other arm holding the ropes itself. Alex attempting to drive her knee into the shadow Lord's gut with both wrestlers standing on the apron.