L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: Standard
Victory Condition: pinfall, submission, or KO.

From backstage, Shira gingerly sat on a bench as she awaited for her entrance to start. She wore her ring outfit, a cyan nylon bikini with a pink polka dot pattern. Lying on the bench next to her were two prop katanas, both of which appeared sharp even from this close up.

Appearance

She sighed to herself. "I-I... I don't think I can do this."
"Nonsense." A soothing but self-important voice responded.
Somewhat surprised, Shira glanced sideways and found her friend, Emaline looming over her.
"I am fully confident in your ability." The pinkette explained with her arms crossed. "And if things go sideways, I'll be there to trigger a change. Just remember. Losing is intolerable."
Shira grunted and nodded her head, giving a vigorous "Understood!"
Soon, Shira's theme REFLECT started playing, prompting her to pick up her prop swords walk out into the L.A.W. arena. She immediately paled and stopped in her tracks upon seeing the crowds only for Emaline to stroll past with her trademark arrogant strut. Steeling herself, Shira tried her best to emulate her friends and made her way towards the ring, doing some tricks with her props as she went. The duo parted near the ring, with Emaline remaining grounded while Shira clambered over the ropes and paced around the ring, making some more tricks with her katanas before eventually passing them to Emaline. Then Shira trudged towards her corner and anxiously awaited for her opponent.

At the same time, Ellie can be seen talking to herself or rather, her other two personalities, white and black, what's inside their mind is like a Class room, and the three of them talking, while in the real world, she can simply seen talking to herself "OI, JUST GET THIS OVER WITH, I WANNA KICKS SOME ASS" Black Whined while White whimper a bit "Please don't hurt them too much" Haise can be only sigh as she facepalm

As the other girl's, her opponent proceed to make their way toward the ring, Black would took control as she chuckles before race toward the ring ring as her theme played, cause her to have a smug smirk "Sup fuckers" She said to the other girl

Spoiler

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Upon seeing her white haired opponent rush into the ring and especially after receiving her brash greetings, Shira's heart quailed as she took a few backwards steps. She didn't know how to react so instead she shot a cursory glance at Emaline from the ringside, finding that the pinkette was thoroughly unimpressed by her opponent, her eyes condescendingly appraising Haise with her arms crossed.
"H-hey..." Mustering some courage, the red-head replied albeit awkwardly. "Let's erm... let's have a good match, yes?"

White would simply had a smug smirk on her face "Whatever you say" She said as she fold her arms while Black said something to White about being nicer, of course, White would simply ignore it as she look at her "Well?" She said as she walk toward her, at the same time, the bell would ring as she challenge her to a test of strength

Soon after the ring of the bell, Shira noticed her opponent to challenge her to a test of a strength. Nervously shaking her head, she declined the challenge. "S-sorry but that's not my thing..."
She would then tentatively approach her opponent with both fists raised, though she wouldn't actually go on the offensive. Instead, she would patiently wait and attempt to block or parry any strikes and counter any grabs or throws until an opening presents itself.

She would give a tsked noise before she would had a smug smirk on her face as she look down at her as she simply call her a coward, fold her cloth before she would walk toward her, before the walk turn to charge, attempt to give her a clothesline and slam her down at the mat, if worked, she would bring her legs up and slam it down

Seeing Haise rush towards her and wind up for a clothesline, Shira would attempt to duck under her opponent's attacking arm, sending an elbow towards Haise's ribcage in the same motion. If successful, then Killswitch would back off and maintain the same defensive stance, still refusing to go on the offensive.

Saw the girl ducked under her, she would grunt as she felt the elbow hit her ribcage, cause her to stumble sideway before she would charge toward her, bring her legs up as she give her a kick to the face, if she ducked, she would simply spin as she give her another kick, toward neither her face or her belly as she look at her

This time, Shira responded to the oncoming kick by parrying it with her forearm, redirecting it over her head as she moved in for another strike. However, instead of landing a clean shot like last time, she was instead met by a second kick landing squarely on her cheek. Disorientated somewhat, she staggered backwards, keeping her arms up to protect her face as she tried to re-orientate herself.

With Shira back away and disoriented, she would charge at her with a smug smirk on her face before she would stop and hop up at the last second, give Shira a Dropkick to the face, aiming to send her backward further and daze her more, if worked, she would grab her by her hair before give her head few good punches