L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Standard Match
Victory by pinfall, submission, or DQ

Jack-O stretched backstage waiting for her time to enter the ring. She already had on her white jumpsuit, which was unzipped in the front to show off a little. She was excited, this was her first match here at LAW and she was ready to have some fun. Who was her first opponent going to be again? Some Korean girl? Tana Kiwi? Something like that. Who cares! She going to get her ass kicked by Jack-O strong swift legs. It was an understatement to say that Jack-O was very confident in her ability to win despite not even knowing what her opponent's name is, let alone how she fights like.

Jack-O's theme music starts playing and she comes running out down the ramp. Her mask on her belt at her side, ready to be put on once the match starts. She wants her opponent to see the face of the woman who is about to kick her ass before hiding it behind a mask. Jack-O leaps into the ring, smiles at the audience, and does some stretches showing off her nice legs and butt to everyone while waiting for her opponent.

Jack-O

Even with her own foot barely through the door as it were, Tara Kwan found no issue with offering herself up as competition for debuting competitors. They were all one in the same after all, regardless of experience within LAW. And that was, mere lambs to Tara's erotic slaughter!

Spoiler

Emerging with next to no theatricality save for her blaring entrance music, Tara's quick spinning hips would lead the charge as her figure came out onto the ramp, with arms raised high. She didn't have to be close to see the beauty of the figure she'd soon be tussling with, with such a reason alone enough to make the buxom Korean gleam.

"Daaaang..." Purring in delight as she descended to the ring, Tara held her smile as she looked Jack-O up and down from her outside position, before abruptly joining her in the ring. Assuming the same stance, only now at the same level to her foe, Tara would fire off a very poorly hidden wink. She wasn't in the mood to play coy, as ever, it seemed.

Jack-O grins a slighly sinister grin at her opponent as she enters the ring. She looks Tara up and down. She looks sort tough, but surely not tough enough to beat Jack-O. At least not enough to beat Jack-O ego filled version of herself. Jack-O winks back at Tara, following up that up with making an "L" shape with her hand and putting it up to her forehead. "Loooser..." she states softly. She turns away from Tara to put her spooky jack-o lanturn mask on, when she turns back around she shouts "Trick or Treat!" At that moment the bell rings for the fight to begin.

Watching on, keen to see what this beauty would do given Tara had not hid her interest in her frame, Tara would find her mouth forming an O before slipping into a smile, given the beauties playful nature.

"We'll see..." Moving slowly into position, peaked by the idea of returning that 'L' the moment she seized control of Jack-O, Tara would find her face adopting one of curiosity as her foe opted to equip a mask, in tandem with the bell ringing. "Fine with me..." She'd purr, given she could still be free to more than oogle at the sexy fighters frame.

Circling now, the match underway with arms raised, Tara opted to await her foe to come to her as opposed to vice versa. Jack-O was debuting after all, and right now, the advantage was in her favour. Tara simply had no way of knowing what sort of attack the girl would go for.

Jack-O follows Tara's circle, raising her arms to almost meet Tara's but she pulls her arms back before they meet. Jack then takes a more casual walk as she continues to circle. She is trying taunt her opponent and give off a "I dont care what you do" vibe. She stares at her opponent through the mask. It was hard to see Jack's eyes through the mask, making it a bit harder for her opponent to predict her moves. "You don't know what you're up against, loser." Jack-O speaks, but her mask muffles her voice, making her voice sound deeper and a bit more intimidating.

She circles around for a few seconds, extending her mind games by being slow to start. When the time feels right, Jack-O begins her attack with a powerful kick aimed at Tara's gut.

Opting to keep silent now even in the face of such a terrifying taunt, Tara does not lose control as she paces with her foe, hands up and keen to match this foe in efforts to unleash some of her own modest strength. Only, with Jack-O's evident lack of interest in playing friendly with the Korean comes a somewhat favour for sly tactics, as the wind is knocked right out of Tara with that horrendous gut kick!

Gagging as she bends over, arms swiping the air as they come down to cover that wound, Tara attempts to both back away somewhat and give reason for her foe to follow. Extending her own foot, she somewhat gives a push-kick; somewhat hoping that Jack-O didn't follow through to take said blow, but if she did, she'd find a surprising amount of momentum behind it!