L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Strap Match
Victory Conditions: Gained by going around the ring, touching all four corners in order and without stopping or pinfall.
Both wrestlers must be tied up and in close physical proximity, strap can be used as a weapon.

Oboro Scarlett would be fighting in a match tonight, and curiously, she would be having a strap match with a relative rookie named Blake Vanderbilt. She smirked. Whoever she would be facing tonight, they should count themselves unlucky, considering that they would be fighting in a strap match. This was one of her favorite matches, and she couldn't wait to get her hands on whoever this Blake was.

Oboro Scarlett

Making her entrance, Oboro made sure to show off her figure to the crowd, and despite her villainous tendency, many seemed to appreciate what they were seeing, with catcalls and wolf-whistles filling the arena. She just smirked, thinking of how stupid these people were. All she had to do was to shake her ass, and the crowd would forget every vile actions that she had committed.

Once she was in the ring, the Scarlet Lady would wait for her opponent to show up. Leaning against the turnbuckle, she crossed her arms under her breasts, and she looked at the direction of the entrance as she waited for this Blake to make her appearance. In this match, they would be strapped together, and she had lots of things that she could do with a strap.

It was a bit weird to be back in a ring but after all those matches she had to endure, it was almost welcomed. Almost being the operative word as the uniqueness of her match card was still holding true. This wasn't a normal match but a strap match having the added condition of being strapped up with her opponent.

It was... less than ideal. After her earlier struggles with close contact, it appears someone decided it was a good idea to give her a match that did just that. It was a little different and according to the rumors, her opponent was just interested in being cruel. That somehow made it easier to tolerate but this sounded rough regardless.

Blake's music tuned in and she emerged into the limelight for the first time in what felt like awhile. Fans cheered, a small wonder, as Blake had a mediocre record but maybe the fans were just depraved enough to enjoy cruel violence. That's what she was beginning to believe and thus, skipped the fanfare of playing a character. There was no posing or acknowledging the crowd and instead, she just headed towards the ring.

Climbing into the ring, Blake did maintain her general aloofness. She gave her opponent a plain, bored look before turning to the ref and nodded, signaling she was ready. She stuck out her wrist and had it bound. "Don't take too long." Blake yawned, glancing over to her opponent.

Oboro watched as her opponent made her entrance. She nodded to herself, making mental note as she waited her to join her in the ring. All the while, she had her signature arrogant smirk on her face. Her eyes didn't leave her even as the match was about to begin. When she heard her opponent's remark, Oboro just let out a chuckle, as if amused by the implication of her words.

Oboro decided to say nothing as she would hold out her wrist, letting herself be bound with her opponent. In this match, in order to win, one had to touch all four corners in quick succession while having the opponent bound to them. Of course, the match could also be won via pinfall, but that would be a boring outcome.

With their wrists now linked to each other via a strap, neither of them would be able to distance themselves away from each other. And now that both of them were securely strapped to each other, the referee called for the bell, starting the match. To start off the match, Oboro would carefully watch Blake so that she could see what she would do at the start of the match, preparing herself from any pull from her opponent.