L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

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

Jazmine DeLuxe was still riding the high of her LAW debut. After stepping into the ring with Daisuke Takeuchi and proving she was more than capable of handling herself and putting her opponent through the wringer, she was already being rewarded with another opponent who carried experience and a reputation of their own. Skylar Jones wasn't some nobody. She was a well known prodigy, someone who could really give Jazmine a run for her money.

To Jazmine, that meant one thing. They saw it. Management saw the talent, the confidence, the star power. They weren't keeping her in the background or making her climb through a line of nobodies and jobbers. They were putting her across from names that mattered because they knew she belonged in those conversations. The spotlight was already finding her, and Jazmine was going to keep it that way.

The arena lights dimmed as her entrance theme began to play, the sound filling the building as the crowd turned toward the stage. After a moment of anticipation, Jazmine stepped through the curtain wearing her luxurious fur jacket, gold chains hanging proudly around her neck and a pair of sunglasses completing the look. She paused at the top of the ramp, letting the cameras capture her aura before flashing a snarky smile and starting her walk toward the ring. The announcer's voice boomed through the speakers soon after.

"Making her way to the ring, fighting out of Atlanta, Georgia, USA... standing at 5'9 and weighing 141 lbs... JAAAAZMINE DEEELUXE!!!"

Entrance Theme: Cardi B - Money

Jazmine DeLuxe

Jazmine climbed through the ropes and lifted an arm toward the crowd, soaking in the reaction before slowly removing her fur jacket and gold chains. The entrance attire was set aside, revealing the ring gear underneath. The same luxury and confidence remained, now paired with the athletic physique of someone prepared to perfection just much as she was to fight. Her abs were defined, her posture was sharp, and every part of her presentation showed that she cared just as much about dominating in the ring as she did about looking good while doing it. She climbed onto the turnbuckle, her bare feet steady on the top ropes as she spread her arms wide, looking out over the arena as the cheers and jeers blended together. Jazmine welcomed all of it. Attention was attention, and right now every set of eyes was exactly where she wanted them.

"Take a good look, y'all" she called out with a smirk. "Y'all lookin' at the future, period!"

Ring Gear

With a satisfied grin, Jazmine stepped down from the turnbuckle and returned to her corner, rolling her ankles and loosening up as she waited for Skylar Jones to make her entrance, looking not at all too concerned. After all, she just another big name for Jazmine to trample on her way up to the top.

The lights in the arena would suddenly go dim, the big screens playing tv static as moody electric guitar riffs played from the speakers. A mixed chorus of cheers and boos rained down from the audience as the hated and feared Dirty Devil, Skylar Jones stepped out from the curtain, a cocky grin on her face as she swaggered toward the ring. Her pretty brown heir was tied back into a ponytail, and she wore slick black and white ring gear that showed off her fit and athletic body, her green eyes filled with confidence. She was eager to go toe to toe with another woman tonight and utterly dominate in the ring.

She knew her opponent was a newcomer to LAW with a lot of momentum behind her, and that they had a bit in common. They were both young, talented, and confident young women, but Skylar was set on beating Jazmine's ass and showing both her and everyone watching that this was *her* league.

Stepping into the ring, Skylar climbed onto the turn buckle, striking a sexy pose with one hand on her hip and the other flexing, a smirk on her face before she hopped down, turning to look Jazmine in the eye, giving her a playful wink.

Jazmine watched Skylar's entrance from her corner with a knowing smirk, her arms folded loosely across her chest as the Dirty Devil made her way down the ramp. Like herself, Skylar seemed to receive a mixed reception, but Jazmine noticed one thing. Her pop seemed a little bigger.

For a split second, the street queen's expression tightened, the smallest hint of annoyance crossing her face before she dismissed it with a quick shake of her head. She wasn't about to let some extra noise get under her skin. Skylar could have her little moment, because by the end of this match, everyone in this arena was going to find out who the real one was.

Once Skylar finished playing to the crowd and stepped down from the turnbuckle, Jazmine pushed away from her corner and began walking toward the center of the ring to meet her foe. Her hips swayed with an effortless, sexy swagger, her eyes locked onto her opponent. The gold accents on her gear caught the lights with every step, a sharp contrast to Skylar's more brawler style.

"Damn girl, you lookin' raggedy as fuck" Jazmin scoffed, taking her time to looking Skylar over from head to toe. they were of a similar height, but Skylar had a few extra pounds on her which could prove to be dangerous in a straight slugfest. Jazmine looked unphased though, flipping her hair back over her shoulder as she deciding to press on with the verbal assault.

"I mean, if you're gonna make Jazmine DeLuxe come out all this way to beat your skank ass, at least dress for the occasion, you feel?" she mocked, rolling her eyes as she glared at her opponent once more.