L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Standard Match
Victory Conditions: Gained by either pin, KO, or submission from the opponent.
Normal rules apply.

Grace Moore was getting ready backstage, hyping herself up and doing some final stretches before she would come face to face with her opponent. She could hear the LAW crowd cheering her name out there, it excited the 6'1 young woman even more. It inspired her greatly as she could feel her passionate heart beating faster and faster with excitement and anticipation. Anyone that looked at her could see the clear fire in her eyes as she warmed up, Grace was gonna give all of those lovely fans a stupendous show. Then suddenly, it was time to head out...her music cued on and she hit the stage.

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"...Entering the ring first, hailing from Phoenix, Arizona...she's the brightest star racing across the skies of LAW...Grace Moore!!! THE SHOOTING STAR!!!"

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Grace entered to resounding cheers, high-fiving as many people as she could before reaching the ring, slipping inside and sitting on top of the turnbuckle in her classic fashion, smiling to all those in the stands as she waved and blew kisses...and now she was waiting for her opponent: 'The Mighty' Casey Quinn.

Casey was out next, the leader of the all mighty sadly unable to get a trio's match for her group, leading to her having to settle for a 1-on-1 match instead. Regardless she was willing to try her best!

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Casey would head out, tightening her headband before heading down to the ring, giving a few fist bumps on the way before sliding in, doing her pose, which normally had a few others involved with her, but this time it was just her. She would glance at Moore, smirking and rolling back to her corner, ready to face off

Grace smiled, blushing a tad from Casey's entrance. She didn't know much about the woman but she knew that she was a bit of a high flyer...and that she was certainly cute. Grace shot her a wink and blew her a kiss before the bell rang. After the fact, she casually began to stroll up to the center of the ring, swaying her hips from side-to-side as she did so, giving the crowd a lovely show before offering a good ol' fashion wrestling lock up.

Casey would adjust her headband, meeting Grace in the middle, stretching a bit and staring down with Casey, trying to be as confident as possible. "Good evening one and all! The ALL MIGHTY ONE is here, and it's sure is a pleasure! I hope you're ready for one hell of a show tonight, because even if it's singles, I am gonna show ya why they call me MIGHTY!" Casey pumped her first smiling at the crowd

Grace became more and more eager to face off against Casey as the 'All Mighty One' continued to talk on and on, hyping herself up. Grace wiggled her hips to the left and to the right, swaying from side to side as she stared down at Casey in the center of the ring. She gave her one last wink before backing up and preparing for combat, adjusting her laced-up boots and bouncing around a bit, performing a few light hops on her feet until...

DING!!!

The match was on!!

With the bell ringing, Casey would look to make her debut as impactful as possible, attempting to rush Grace right away, jumping up for a double palm strike to the chest! If it worked, she would then attempt to follow it up by running to the ropes and hitting a running kick to the back, but if she missed she would instead end up flying by, crashing and burning after missing the cross chop!

Though the double palm strike worked, Casey would miss the kick, bouncing off the ropes before being yanked into the grasp of Grace, who locked her arms up, and before she could even say 'Well this isn't good' the mighty one slammed into the mat, Casey slamming down hard onto the canvas, bouncing from the impact before coming to a rest, quite dazed from the move! "uuuuugh!"

Grace kipped up to her feet, feeling hyped up from the crowd's cheers and chants after a bombastic opening. She posed for the audience and began to feel herself becoming energized by the adoration and positive feedback from the spectators who continued to cheer her own, fueling her. She ran over to Casey and she tried to hit a standing Moonsault on her as she jumped and flipped through the air, hoping to land on top of the woman and keep this momentum going as the audience carried her spirit with their praise.

The crowd would cheer the galactic luchador on as Casey would groan in pain, rolling onto her stomach to try and get back up, only to let out a loud yelp b as Grace ran in, landing on her back, the mighty one, holding her lower back as she tried to scamper to her feet, clutching her back and attempting to recover from the beating the luchador was giving her as the match began.