Generating a buzz

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Anonymity was not something that Lyssa Watts was used to. Back home in Britain, she’d been a rising star of her local wrestling circuit, and her bright blue hair and in-your-face attitude ensured that she would catch eyes and turn heads wherever she went. She had a look, she had a brand, and whilst she might have rubbed some people up the wrong way, with her somewhat (ahem) scrappy wrestling style, at least she was a known entity.

Here, though? Dropped into the ocean of LAW, no-one batted an eyelid. Neon-haired girls were ten-a-penny, and desperate wannabes were doing depraved and dangerous shit all day long. To begin with, it threw her completely. For the first few days, the invisibility felt like a curse. Lyssa was an enterprising sort, though, and she soon realised that this temporary anonymity could be turned to her advantage.

Backstage violence seemed to fuel of LAW, its halls were a simmering hotbed of arguments, beatdowns and ambushes, mirroring (and often exceeding) the televised carnage on the main stage. A dark underbelly with grey morals and poorly-policed laws… here, Lyssa would be in her absolute element. Hell, her partner had suffered such an ambush on her first day, unwisely training alone at a late hour, and whilst Lyssa was sympathetic to her friend Storm’s unfortunate suffering, a part of her did think… yes, that’s a brilliant opportunity. Kick the crap out of someone, make a name for herself, have some fun in the process.

She just needed a suitable victim. One who, unlike Storm, would be an easy target, and who Lyssa could antagonise without remorse. And here, her anonymity was a blessing – she could stalk the halls unnoticed, and select her target at will.

Lyssa was clad in her usual casual clothing – blue jeans, grey-blue vest, unassuming backpack. Today, she was carrying an addition to help her stalk unnoticed – a clipboard. As she walked the halls backstage, making her way toward the gym, clutching the wooden board made her look like staff. As such, everyone seemed entirely uninterested in her, and she busied herself by looking out for someone suitably small and unsuspecting.

[ADarlingDucky]

Anonymity might have been something that Lyssa Watts had the pleasure of enjoying, but in sharp contrast to blending into a crowd, being a known quantity had some perks that pushed in the opposite direction, and were currently being enjoyed by none other than Alexandria Wild! A fellow brit, the middleweight blonde stood out in the midst of crowds, and even in a place like the gymnasium of the LAW arena, the colorful attire and revealing nature of it made sure that everyone around knew that this was THE Alexandria Wild. It got her plenty of things, long and investigative looks, many clearing out of the way when she passed by, and more than anything else, it got her jealous eyes. She loooooooved jealous eyes.

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Still, in spite of all of those things, the blonde had actually been having a rather rough run of things within LAW. It seemed that backstage respect in the form of people clearing the way for her only carried her mood so far, and she had other things on her mind, namely her numerous unfortunate run ins with the denizens of LAW! Her debut match against Ember Sykes had been an utter disaster, and a following meeting with the Booty Queens hadn't gone much better. In fact, it had gone almost exactly the same, that being a large ass being planted in her face. What the hell was everyone's obsession with sitting on her face?!

Those thoughts wouldn't bring her any actual closure however. That was what revenge was for, after all, and it was those exact thoughts that filled her mind, left her pondering absentmindedly in the midst of her trip, leading her through the gym! It was almost distracting that she nearly ran directly into perhaps the one backstage worker who hadn't cleared out of her way, a slightly larger, modestly dressed woman carrying a clipboard. And the fact that she hadn't shifted out of Alexandria's way was of course, none too pleasing to the cheetah.

"Hey, watch it dork!" Hissed the blonde, a venomous string of words designed to give her a bit more space as she passed by, and once she did, the thought of the woman dropped entirely from her mind, and back to thoughts of revenge she went! Of course, unbeknownst to her, she might have just unknowingly entered herself into the center of attention to this passerby...

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Lyssa froze as the pushy blonde passed by. She hated being talked down to, and for a fraction of a second, her jaw dropped, and she felt the first stirrings of anger at having taken an insult, even if it was the embarrassingly pedestrian ‘dork’. Under other circumstances, the quick-tempered Lyssa might have exploded into a ball of swearing and striking at this kind of slight, but the bluenette had enough composure to pause.

Her agape mouth formed a smile, and her brown eyes began to sparkle. Here she was, hunting for a victim, and the dumb bitch behind her was all but volunteering for the role. Being a predator was so much easier when your prey was self-selecting, Lyssa mused.

“Oh, I’m sorry…” Lyssa retorted, blandly enough to not arouse much suspicion, but the lithe bluenette had deftly turned on the spot, and was swiftly raising the chunky wooden clipboard up above her right shoulder. Alexandria’s back was to Lyssa, so she wouldn’t suspect a thing, as the aggressive ambusher launched into action. She swung the board hard at the blonde’s head, smashing her in the back of the skull with a big, arcing blow. It wasn’t quite a steel chair, but the board was solid and metal-edged enough to bring a reasonable amount of hurt down on an unsuspecting target.

“Why don’t you watch it, you stuck-up bitch!” Lyssa hissed, reverting to type incredibly quickly, tossing the clipboard away. She seized upon her advantage, grabbing Alexandria from behind and quickly applying a rough, controlling sleeper hold to weaken her further. “Since you’re here, maybe you can help me with something…” Lyssa snarled ominously into the blonde’s ear as she tried to throttle the resistance out of her.

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After shoving past an unrecognized Lyssa Watts, Alexandria kept moving, her day having not been altered in any significant way. In fact, the blonde had almost immediately forgotten the woman with the clipboard she had just brushed by, and would be likely well on her way towards her destination with no thought to the incident! That was, of course, unless Lyssa had happened to take exception to being talked to in such a manner, and decided to set her sights on Alexandria as the cheetah continued her brisk walk by, slowly spinning around! The words of the bluenette barely reached her at all, Alexa being focused enough on her own thoughts to brush them off, but the one thing that she wasn't able to brush off was probably something like a clipboard being swung into the back of her head by an angry blue haired woman.

Well, it seemed like the world had some bad news for her.

"UUUGH!" Alexandria let out a sudden cry of pain as a shooting sensation exploded through the back of her head, seemingly from completely nowhere as her balance and clarity both left her briefly, and she staggered forwards! She might very well have flopped onto her face in an awkward display, but luckily (or, perhaps not so luckily), she'd be caught before she could... by an arm snaking around her throat!

"Gggghhck! Ghhgh... what... the fuck..." Her words only came out as a breathy wheeze as she attempted to writhe against the woman now holding her from behind and hissing into her ear, unsuccessfully of course! Instead, it her limbs fought against her trying to use them to escape, and the pounding pain in her head meant she was far less effective than she wanted to be as Lyssa held her tight!

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A cruel grin spread across Lyssa’s lips as she locked the sleeper hold in tight, Alexandria’s neck fitting snugly into the crook of her arm. The blonde’s first response was one of incredulity. This was good, thought Lyssa. A victim so stuck up, that she reacts with shock and protest, rather than fighting back effectively. Sure, Alexandria was struggling away in the sleeper, flapping this way and that, but Lyssa was focused enough to right out the incoherent flailing, deftly adjusting her footing to keep her shorter (but heavier) prey on the hook.

“Thanks for volunteering! Don’t worry, I’m sure this won’t take up too much of your precious time,” Lyssa gloated, voice dripping with contempt, as she throttled the blonde for a good few moments, looking to weaken her resistance as much as possible. Lyssa’s mockingly faux politeness betrayed the bluenette’s hatred of being talked down to by those who haughtily thought themselves superior. Taking this bitch down a peg or two would make proceedings extra fun.

Lyssa felt she was in control now, and she glanced around the corridors to take stock of her position. One of the practice rings would be ideal for what she had planned, and she knew a private room that was close by.

Ratcheting up her hold on Alexandria, Lyssa dragged the hapless blonde a few meters down the corridor, until she found the door she was looking for. Shifting her grip, Lyssa released the sleeper, only to take a firm handful of blonde hair, and hold on to the back of Alexandria’s head.

“In we go!” she said cheerily, before shoving her prey forwards, pushing the big wooden door open by roughly using Alexandria’s face!

The motion-sensor lights would flicker on, revealing large, empty practice room, with a wrestling ring at the centre. Lyssa followed her victim in and let the door snap shut behind them.

[ADarlingDucky]

Alexandria's world had been utterly rocked, turned completely sideways thanks to the massive blow to the head she had taken, Lyssa's clipboard clattering off of her head before clattering onto the floor, and leaving the blonde stumbling away before she was snatched up into her aggressor's clutches! In some ways, it really did prevent her from faceplanting onto the floor of the arena, and yet at the same time, this could be even worse! It sure seemed that way at least, as the arm around her neck quickly constricted, and as her airway was choked by the ruthless woman holding her, her only struggles were some reckless and desperate twists and turns, which wouldn't earn the cheetah her freedom! Instead, Lyssa held on tight and throttled the cheetah, and Alexandria's struggles only got weaker thanks to the lack of air, the energy beginning to leave her body!

Of course, once she was a bit more aware of her circumstances, Alexandria realized that wild flailing wouldn't be getting her out of this hold, and she'd need a bit more of a concentrated strategy, starting with both arms coming up to pry at Lyssa's! It might have worked well, if the blue haired woman behind her hadn't suddenly released the chokehold after pulling her backwards, and instead grabbed a handful of her hair, twisting Alexandria around as she did so. And what came next... well, that was just the cherry on top!

"What the- UUUGH!" Alexandria couldn't fully finish her sentence before she suddenly was slammed face-first into a door, all of her work to regain her wits immediately going out the window as she took another hard hit to the head! The door swung open on impact and inside went Alexandria, now fully let go, and sure enough, her balance nearly immediately failed her! The blonde took a hard stumble and ended on landing on the floor inside of this brand new location, and after taking a moment to rub her face, a dazed Alexandria would turn and look behind her, eyes fixing clearly on the woman assaulting her for the first time!

"Nnngh... y-you! What the hell is your deal?!" The mouthy Brit would nearly squeal, voice rising several octaves out of pure rage and confusion, as she managed to at least remember the woman she had just brushed by! Of course, Alexandria had no idea who the hell Lyssa Watts was, and so little regard was given for what she might have planned, as Alexandria attempted to fight off the daze and push herself back up to her feet!

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“Yes, this’ll do nicely,” Lyssa muttered to herself as she briskly stepped into the side room, following in poor Alexandria’s wake. She glanced around to see the usual setup for a standard training ring, a few folding chairs dotted around the edges, thick soundproof walls, nothing that suggested that Lyssa wouldn’t be able to make full use of this room for the foreseeable. The heavy wooden door swung shut behind them.

Lyssa’s brown eyes turned to Alexandria, who was belatedly peeling herself up off the floor, the blonde currently poised on all fours. Not a good place to be arrogantly demanding answers from!

“My deal? I just want some help with a couple of things,” Lyssa replied with a nonchalant smirk, as she sauntered towards her downed target. She shuffled her shoulders, making her small backpack comfortable. With her left hand, she reached down and grabbed a handful of the blonde’s sleek hair. With her right, she took a firm hold of the waistband of Alexandria’s bottoms. From here, Lyssa could force her prey to crawl on all fours towards the ring, dragging her roughly if she met any resistance. “Think of it like a survey,” the blunette added.

On reaching the apron, Lyssa would pause, only to ruthlessly smack Alexandria’s head against the side of the ring. “Right, we need to be on the mats for this. In you go!” she beamed, grabbing hold of Alexandria’s waist and trying to bundle the beleaguered blonde up and under the bottom rope.

[ADarlingDucky]

That was two strikes to the head with hard wooden objects within the last 15 seconds or so, and Alexandria was certainly feeling the effects, much to her chagrin! The cheetah had been tossed through the door and now was slowly picking herself up, her body not wanting to obey her at the current moment in spite of the clear and present danger in the form of the woman entering the room behind her! Alexandria at least managed to push herself up onto her hands and knees, able to get a good look at Lyssa for the first time, recognizing her as the woman from the hallway that she had brushed off, and that likely meant that she was none too happy with the cheetah herself! She didn't show it if she was, as she responded to the blonde's enraged scream with a only a smirk and a vague mention of wanting Alexandria's help, though given her method of introducing herself, those things were not going to be pleasant!

Alexandria might have responded as well, but before she could, Lyssa would step over and grab a handful of Alexa's hair, her hood having fallen off at some point during the assault, and gripping her bottoms with the other hand! Alexandria let out a yelp as Lyssa suddenly began pulling her along, the tugging on her attire forcing her bottoms to ride up her shapely ass in a none-too-pleasant fashion, before Lyssa picked her up and threw her inside the ring!

"Uugh! Nnngh... fuckin bitch..." The blonde let out a quiet hiss, mostly to herself, as she was forced to roll inside of the practice ring, coming to a stop in the center of it before she picked herself up to her hands and knees, shaking her head!

"You... you're gonna fucking regret this!" When she finally raised her voice, it was once more to give a warning, but given how Lyssa had acted so far, it didn't seem like she was going to take this one any differently! And for that reason, Alexandria would attempt to rise back up to her feet as quick as she could, still standing on wobbly legs, but doing her best to look prepared to scrap with the bluenette!

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Lyssa didn’t pay the victim’s protests too much notice, as they ran the usual outpourings of demanding an explanation, and threatening revenge. The blue-haired girl thought she could detect an air of upper-class entitlement in Alexandria’s accent, which made dragging her to the ring, in a painful hairpull-wedgie combo, all the sweeter.

Bundling the belligerent blonde up onto the mats, Lyssa saw her prey beginning to stand. Although they were in a wrestling ring, an actual fight was not what Lyssa had in mind. That would be far too fair. Instead, the blue-haired brat would move to press the advantage on her addled target. Nimble and athletic, Lyssa would hop neatly up onto the apron, then quickly scale the outside of the turnbuckle. As Alexandria rose on unsteady feet, Lyssa would strike from her perch, launching herself into the air and aiming a flying missile dropkick, right at the blonde’s head!

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Alexandria might have had more words for Lyssa after being tossed into the training room, but before she was able to deliver them to the woman who had attacked her, she was confronted with a more immediate problem, that being her bottoms wedged into her plump behind! Lyssa was quick to yank Alexandria up and toss her in the ring, and the blonde rolled for a bit before coming to a stop in the center of the squared circle, reaching down to pull her wrestling bottoms out from between her thick cheeks! She was highly indignant, certainly already looking to pay Lyssa back for this bold move, but two blows to the head had slowed her down quite a bit, and so the process back up to her feet was slow.

As Alexandria eventually managed to get back on her feet, she staggered for a moment, shaking off the daze, before turning to look for Lyssa. As it turned out, she would not have to look very hard, or very long, at all. For better, or likely, for worse.

"Where are- UUUUGH!" Alexandria had only just turned around when Lyssa's boots would slam into the side of her head, and her entire body would drop from the force of her cranium shooting backwards! She had now gone from two blows to the head to three, and this third one had erased her progress back to her feet, and once more scrambled her thoughts, as it left her laying on her back, clutching her skull and kicking her feet angrily against the canvas!