L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Rules: Standard

It was another night in the law arena, with an upcoming match with Ryan Knight being booked for it. Known as the Paragon he had gotten quite the hatedom by the law universe, to the point where the audience would riot were he to actually win a match and law had to order extra security to be ringside just to avoid that. Many had asked why Ryan didn't just quit and leave when he had gotten litteral death threats sent to him by the crowd, his answer had been his girlfriend the famous Melony and also refusing to let the haters win. Case in point the haters had been called out during his latest match against Keira where his opponent had told the crowd off for rioting, since then they had toned down. Enough so that Ryan arrived in the arena without much in way of concerned glances from arena staff.

He stretched in his locker room, flexing his shoulders and legs before looking in the mirror. His body was built to perfection, just a brief reminder for it. Ryan then fully stood up and sucked in a deep breath before grabbing his cape and strolling out the locker room, his opponent was someone called Crimson Spring. The Knight assumed the worse with a name like that and prepared accordingly. He waited at the entrance ramp and his theme song Confrontation would blare out the speakers.

Ryan came out, his wrestling attire on display. Black leggings with union jack patterned boots, on the right legging the word "Paragon" was horizontally placed in white letters and on his shoudlers was a blue cloak with white faux fur. The Paragon earned a few boos but nothing compared to the massive chorous he would often get earlier, instead the crowd were far more quiet and a rare few actually......clapped? He strode forward neutrally and climbed into the ring, once inside Ryan would glance at the crowd around him before sucking in a deep breath. Then they vanished, all that was there to him mentally now was the ring and the ramp as he waited for his opponent......

Another night, another fight. This time, an intergender match once again. But surprisingly, a standard match? She was completely done with how the management keep messing around just because of her background, and pitting her up in secretly lewd matches like her disastrous debut. But surprisingly, she doesn't have to worry getting railed in the public's gaze, only tussle with a man in the ring with raw strengths and skills and call it a day. It would never go wrong, right?

Arriving to the facility in her car, she'd park it in her special designated spot and rush into the facility as soon as she could. An hour to prepare before her scheduled match. As usual, she has no knowledge of what her opponent would look like, except his name. There are no kayfabe in this promotions after all, so she's not obligated to follow specific storylines or stuff like that compared to other promotions. But in the end, they're going to put on a show for the audience, not beat each other up for no reason. Heck, she barely even know how her opponent would behave unless they're in the ring soon. She'd take a thorough shower, masturbating as well to negate the erotic feelings that affected her due to how this promotion is, and eventually would dry herself up, heading to her locker.

She gets dressed into her symbolic red swimsuit and a set of protective gears and ties her hair up. Soon one of the LAW employee would notice her about the match, that would start soon. By the time she had done dressing up, her opponent has already done his entrance. She nods towards the employee and goes into the casket, supported by her two assistants.
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The arena turns bright red as the mist starts to spread through the whole arena

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最後の記憶、暗闇の中〜
(Those final memories, in the darkness.)
目を凝らした、視界に〜
(I strained my eyes in the line of sight.)
冷たく臥せる、母の躯と〜
(Cold as it lays, mother's corpse)
咽せるほどの、血の匂い〜
(Scents of blood, so strong it could choke)

The whole arena went from a bright view into a blood red and menacing environment, as the crimson fighter's entrance cues in while red mists starts to form, covering the backstage entrance until the ramps, making the crowd pops and screams in excitement, knowing what will unfold a few seconds later. The fog hides whatever that was happening inside of it, as the female singer sings about memories, darkness, cold corpse and blood.

[0:40]
悪夢の中で、誰が問う〜
(An unknown query, in my nightmares.)
「後悔はあるか」と〜
("Do you have any regrets?")
頭の中の、声が喚ぶ〜
(The voices calls, in my head)
刑戮を、果たせと……
("Carry out, their punishments.")

While the singer talks about how revenge unfolds in someone's mind, two shadowy figure reveals itself from the dense fog. Both of them carries a coffin, walking slowly with the contents unknown.

[1:05]
While the singer screams her last words, the two unknown shadows lightly puts down the coffin, before they dance into the menacing red mists, continued with a sound of a click and thud, indicating the coffin is open, but still blurry as the dense fog covered its secret.

[1:18]
The fog finally clears, along with the lights turning bright once again, though partially red along her entrance video. The ramp reveals an open coffin, with Crimson Spring standing right on top of it.

"And her opponent...fighting out of Osaka, Japan, standing at 5'6 and weighing 121 lbs...With a piercing golden gaze and crimson locks, she DEFIES HER PAST and DEFINES HER FUTURE...Treading a path fit for the bold...THE CRIMSON SPRING...HARUKA MIYAZAKI!!!"

She slowly steps out of the coffin, as the crowd pops loudly and roars in pure excitement and happiness. She looks around the arena, while her ears listened closely to the cheering and the chanting.

Revelation

[1:29]
She eventually charges to the ring, running along the ramp hastily. She enters the ring through sliding under the lowest rope, and climbs on the turnbuckles, doing flips around the ring as she moves from a corner to another, raising her arm or poses for the crowd while climbing it.

After she had done with her entrance, it's time for both of them to face off in the center of the ring. Haruka extends both her hands, requesting a handshake from her opponent.

"Hi, Ryan? It's nice to meet you and I hope we can have a great match!"

Ryan was often one not easily rattled by things in the wrestling business, or outside of it in general really. When you had people attacking you in broad daylight because of your hatedom to the point they sent death threats to you in addition one had to be pretty sharp, thus Ryan was hard to rattle. However this unique intro did surprise him. The music's lyrics and the lights, the fog and what seemed to be a coffin being brought into the arena? Perhaps the opponent sought to place him in there, wouldn't be the first time a fan tried that. Still Ryan watched with interest, this opponent made a good first impression as they entered out the coffin. Looking fit and ready to do business in the ring with energy to boot, good. The Paragon thought he was impressed now for sure.

Ryan would drape his cloak on his ring corner's metal post and cracked his neck. He stood alert in the corner and stretched all the while watching his opponent. On the smaller side perhaps but looked intense. Haruka introduced herself to him, the crowd were yelling for her not to do so. But they were proven wrong by Ryan's respectful nature once again. He shook her hand with a firmness that could only come from Britain.

"Indeed Haruka-san. I hope your skill in the ring matches your entrance work, it'd be a shame to be let down after such a show." Ryan said with a slight smile before going into his corner, then he took three deep breaths. He did this each match. To switch off all around him. The first breath the lights were gone, the second the crowd, the third the whole arena. It was just him, the ring and his opponent and the ref. When the bell rang Ryan wasted no time and would march out to the middle and try to rush at Crimson Spring with a clothesline!

As her rival for tonight would grasp her smooth hand, she'd smile towards him, anticipating that it wouldn't go wrong for her unless she fumbled multiple times during the match. A male wrestler is definitely more agile and brute, so she needs to keep that in mind in order not to seem as a little girl who could easily get squashed. Eventually, she'd release his hand and return to the corner, before the bell would ring, signaling the start of the match.

Haruka would prepare herself first, getting ready in a stance as any moves done by her opponent could be really unexpected and she has no intention to make the first move after multiple failed attempts in her past matches. She'd circle the ring slowly, looking at the Knight's footwork precisely, bracing for him to charge towards her with an extended arm for a clothesline. She duck, attempting to evade it to not get plummeted to the canvas, as her heartbeat would increase from the surging adrenaline.

Ryan despite his regal demeanour and the way he carried himself wasn't one to be subtle in both his personal dealings and in the ring. In fact it was very much the opposite nowadays he had no problem telling someone he had an issue with them or make to feint an attack in a match, if the people in the law arena seats cared not for him he wasn't going to sugarcoat it either. Still it made landing his mark a bit difficult at times and Crimson Spring's movements were nimble indeed as his clothesline caught nothing but thin air and a low hiss from Ryan's throat.

Still Ryan spun around with the momentum of his arm in a sort of slight pirouette, ironically drawing on years spent learning how to ballroom dance and his time with the famous dancing passion herself. The Paragon would try to once again dart at Harkua, seeking to cinch her back if he was lucky and try to apply his classical grappling skills to good use with an abdomial stretch attempt against the crimson spring.