Win by pinfall, submission, Disqualification, or Count Out
Brielle put on her wrestling outfit. She slipped on her black arm sleeves that helped accentuate her toned biceps. Then put on her sleeveless crop top which helped show off her shoulders and give the crowd some lovely underboob. Then she put on her black thong before sliding up her black athletic skirt which was low rise so to show off her nice abs and was slit at the side to show her firm thighs and a tease of plump peach. Then she tied up her boots before taking a look in the mirror, she smiled as she struck a pose with a beaming smile. Brielle
She then heard her name called to make her way to the ring.
"COMING IN AT 5'10" AND 155 POUNDS. FROM CALIFORNIA...FOOTBALLER TURNED FIGHTER...BRIEEELLLLEEEE!!! Brielle's entrance music
The upbeat music filled the arena as the radiant blonde appeared at the top of the ramp. The crowd cheering as though it had been a rough start for the footballer, the fans loved her energy she brought to every match. For others, they enjoyed seeing a fit pretty woman humiliated and defeated. Either way the crowd gave Brielle a nice welcome as she strutted down the ramp waving and blowing kisses. While frustrated as she had yet to get into a rhythm in her debut round of bouts this was another opportunity to maybe come out triumphant.
Brielle got to the apron where she, as always, gave the crowd a bit of eye candy as she did a split so the camera got a good view of her sweet peach that swallowed the black thong underneath before sliding under the bottom rope. The crowd whistling and catcalling with their cheers. Entrance split
Brielle shook herself loose and stretched her toned, fit body as she waited for her opponent to make her entrance. Brielle didn't know much about her opponent, except that she was a heavyweight. Hmmm...this could be a good chance to show everyone these muscles ain't just for show ~ The footballer thought as she was eager to start showing everyone what she was capable of.
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Another day, another chance to show out. E'isa had made her way to the parking lot yet again, booked for another match, it seemed people couldn't get enough of her. Especially after her last match, she was coming in hot and dangerous, gaining a lot of perspective or some would say even a lack of it. A dangerous, focused, egoistical E-Mac made her way out of her car into the arena. Looking around as she paced through to the locker room. Some in the back showed her respect and praise while others looked annoyed with her antics, some electing to not even make eye contact. None of it bothered her, all the attention was welcomed as that was her business, getting eyes on her in any way that worked. Hitting the locker room she'd do her usual prep, the stretches, untying her hair, and some tape review. Reviewing her opponents always had priority before the match. Looking over what she could find about her opponent tonight, many things piqued her interest.
"Brielle.. 5"10? Woww pretty tall.. Ex-athlete, very great physique, very nimble but she still seems to be adjusting to things.. I can work with that.."
Feeling confident, having a mango smoothie she blended before coming in as she continued to scout Brielle. Finishing it, looking like she was going to go into the match in good spirits. Excited for another chance to showcase what she brought to the table, something she felt was lacking around the locker room. But then she'd see something while checking Brielle that would trigger her. Peering down at her phone to see her weight class, her eyebrows would point downward, visibly irritated.
"another middle-weight.. are they serious? is this some kind of joke.."
Unable to find words to express her frustration, another middle-weight to fight? Where were the heavyweights and why were they not facing her? She wanted answers but each match only confused and agitated her more. Wanting to show she was ready to shake the division up and pave her way to the top. A familiar grin would come across her face, she felt like she was being booked wrong but instead of taking it out on management, she would elect to take it out on every middleweight she faced. She would make an example out of everyone until her spot was unquestionable, something no one could debate or argue, only accept. Throwing on her attire, she looked in the mirror before flexing and closing her locker. Heading out to the ramp she'd peer at the monitors backstage and see Brielle make her entrance, she looked amazing and had the look of a future star. E'isa looked on ready to show out and make an example as she made her way to the ramp. Her theme hit as the crowd would meet her with cheers and boos. Spoiler
Her core fans putting up "X's" which was starting to become a regular occurrence now as they wanted to pay respect to their favorite.
E'isa coming out would stand at the ramp looking down at Brielle in the ring, ready to put on a match people would talk about days after.
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Slowly making her way down to the ring, her hips bounced back and forth to her entrance. Swaying from side to side, wanting all to get a view of what training and applying yourself rewarded you with. Her body was a showcase of dedication, hitting the bottom of the ramp before looking into the ring again at Brielle. She'd notice they had a random security guard on the outside. Wondering if they had called it in due to her last matchup where some would say she went "overboard" though she felt it was warranted. Wanting to put the guard on edge, instead of hopping on the apron to do her usual split before entering the ring, E'isa would circle the outside, grinning, looking she was up to no good. Spoiler
Stopping after a lap around to get on the apron, jumping up before doing her usual split on the ring apron, sliding under the ropes looking up at Brielle before popping up. Stepping up to her opponent, face to face, grinning as she wanted to make another example.
"Brielle yes? I don't know if you saw my last encounter.. but accepting this match might not have been wise.. Good luck.."
Brielle stood in her corner as her opponent's entrance had begun. The hip hop music filled the arena as the crowd reacted with a heavy mix of cheers and boos. The blonde's eyes opened wide as her opponent stood at the top of the ramp. She was about her height, beautiful caramel skin, toned and fit, big curly hair, and an outfit that perfectly accentuated her physique. Her aura could be felt a mile away, confident and large. Brielle's hear raced as the latina woman made her way down the ramp and towards the ring.
Brielle watched as the woman strutted her perfect curves and her large bust bounced with each step. She stepped up to the apron then paced around the ring with a devious look on her face. Brielle kept her eyes locked, small part admiration of her look as Brielle always had a respect for women who shared her dedication to work on their bodies to make them strong and sculpted and large part to let E'isa know that she wasn't intimidated...at least on the outside.
Her opponent did a split, giving the crowd and Brielle a great view of the perfect Dominican rear before sliding into the ring. Brielle stood about the same height as the two fit women met face to face. The footballer eyed her opponent up, they were equal height wise but the latina's muscles were a bit bigger. Brielle wore a smirk, knowing that this was the kind of woman that she wanted. Two strong women fighting for physical dominance.
"Thanks darling, but you don't scare me. Actions speak louder than words so let's get into it. Bring your best, if you don't you're gonna wish you did ~"
Brielle said confidently as she walked back into her corner and shook herself loose and ready. She got into a stance as she waited for the bell to ring.
DING DING DING!
The crowd cheered in anticipation for the match! Brielle came out like an olympic sprinter out of the blocks as she used her blazing speed to quickly close the distance. She may have alot to learn in terms of technique, but her physical traits were incredible - a rare blend of elite speed and strength as she looked to use it to her advantage and catch her cocky opponent off guard. Right as Brielle closed the distance she would jump in the air and look to send a forceful drop kick right into E'isa's chest, looking to send her crashing back into her corner or slamming back onto the mat. Spoiler
After stepping up and getting an up-close visual E'isa would grin. Feeling like Brielle was a very unique athlete with a lot of potential if used right. Yet none of it scared her as the Latina would slowly walk to the corner. Feeling like she was in control of this and the only thing that held her back in this matchup was herself. Full of herself as her last two matches against middleweights had ended with unquestionable results in her favor. Thinking to herself this was her moment to keep building momentum, building her path to stardom.
"She doesn't realize what's about to hit her.. she'll learn though.. she'll realize she should've declined a match with me.."
She was keen on breaking each person who stood in front of her regardless of weight class. Ready to make a path on top of their defeated broken bodies as she marched her way to the top of the mountain. Feeling herself as she slowly paced to her corner to wait on the bell. Brielle walked back to the corner, shaking herself loose waiting for the bell that came almost immediately. Wasting no time as she would come out showcasing her world-class speed and athleticism. Coming out full sprint into E'isa slowly making her way to the corner, off guard and maybe too confident.
Not respecting Brielle's speed enough, she'd hear the bell along with faint sounds of feet coming in quickly and impulsively try to turn but not react quickly enough. Turning to meet Brielle closing the distance, so quick, so agile, jumping into the air to catch E-Mac with a strong dropkick right into the chest. The Latina sent stumbling back off the dropkick right into the corner turnbuckle bumping it hard as she'd grunt and try to gather herself. Leaning on it frustrated as she felt Brielle had taken advantage of her. Leaving herself open to more offense potentially as her overconfidence was palpable and on full display.
A cheer from the crowd as Brielle's boots slammed into E'isa's bust. As Brielle landed on the mat, her opponent went crashing back into their corner. The blonde had a smile on her face from landing the first strike. She has been lacking the experience on how to close out a fight, but something she had found a knack for was getting started. Tonight was no different as being a newer wrestler, not many are prepared for her physical prowess.
Quickly getting back to her feet, she wanted to keep up the offensive. She pounced forward again, her toned legs flexing as she bursted back towards the Dominican. This time landing a forceful spear right into her opponent's midsection! She sent her shoulder flying into E'isa's abs with enough force her rear end bounced and shook on the middle turnbuckle! The crowd cheering on the radiant blonde for her opening sequence. Spoiler
Brielle would then pull her opponent out of the corner and look to show off a bit her incredible strength. Bending her opponent's head forward under her armpit, grabbing the waistband of E'isa's bottoms.
"I thought I told you to bring your best! Is this it!?" The footballer said before planting her feet with a grunt as she would attempt a snap suplex! Spoiler
Confused and completely caught off guard, E'isa stumbled into the corner. Brielle instantly blitzing her was something she didn't expect, her mind occupied with how and in what way she was gonna crush her. Her mind overflowing with images of slams and suplexes but her daydreams would end prematurely. Brielle was very fresh and new to the wrestling scene, and her instincts were something that wasn't usually seen in rookies. Showcasing her speed and power, which Brielle had boatloads of, the crowd was excited at such high-paced action right out of the gate. Though she was not done, pouncing once more, her well-toned, muscular legs flexed, as she made her way back towards E'isa. Meeting E-Mac with a shoulder tackle with a level of momentum that would get E'isa off her feet. The speed and force not only got her in the air but caused her thick, round rear to bounce and shake the middle turnbuckle. Fans lucky enough to be front row in that corner would get a prime view of E'isa's assets. Some cheering as E'isa trying to stabilize, following Brielle's rush of offense would hear "BACK IT UP! BACK IT UP!" Annoyed at the words, rolling her eyes at what she felt was a pervert in the front. She'd turn her head in an attempt to get out some words and really tell them how she felt.
"hey.. how about you go fuck yourse.."
But Brielle would wanna keep the pressure on, pulling E'isa out the corner and cutting the Latina off. Looking to showcase how strong she was, wanting to showcase the elite-level athlete she was. E-Mac caught off guard would be unable to respond, her head bent under the arm of Brielle, feeling her waistband grabbed. Hearing Brielle mock her before the footballer planted her feet and with a grunt would go for a snap suplex! E'isa would try to plant her feet and stop it but be off the ground, not timing it currently.
"hey.. hh.. hold on a sec.."
Suplex landing as E'isa's back would bounce hard off the canvas. Letting out a gasp eating a clean, well-timed, near-perfect suplex. Brielle's form was very clean as her athletic background would give her a feel for things most new wrestlers would struggle with so early. The Latina in pain following the move would turn to the side and feel her back. Annoyed as the fans would cheer, loving the display of offense Brielle was giving them so early. E'isa reeling as Brielle's blitz approach was paying off, the crowd excited for what she would do next.
Brielle's night was starting off just LOVELY. Landing the first strike, and completing a successful sequence of moves, her last one being quite impressive. Brielle hadn't gone against a heavyweight yet, so she wasn't able to show JUST how strong she was until now. Picking and slamming E'isa cleanly, the technique even surprising the footballer herself. She had been suffering a pretty rough beginning but a move like that gave her a little boost in confidence that she might just be getting the hang of this new found love. A smile on her face as she got up and looked back at the groaning bully.
The crowd cheering at the radiant blonde as she looked out amongst the crowd with her arms raised, partly pumping the crowd up but also getting that crop top danger close to her nipples. This was intentional, as while she didn't really plan to necessarily get naked, she did love showing off her body she had worked so hard on. Soaking in the admiration as her opponent recovered slightly.
"What was that now about accepting this match may not have been wise? Were you talking to yourself?" The blonde playfully taunted as she made her way over. She would never want to belittle anyone, but one of Brielle's favorite parts of sport competition is the back and forth banter. The mental fight, as she would bend over with a smirk.
She would grip the Latina by her big, thick hair and pull her up. Then planting again, she irish whipped her opponent to the ropes as the blonde ran to the opposite ropes so they both would build up some big momentum. As they met in the middle of the ring, thinking she could keep riding this momentum, the newbie flexed her strong arms and tried to connect her forearm across E'isa's bust for a clothesline.
E'isa would attempt to return to her feet following the athletic display and series of moves. Brielle's last move gave her a boost of confidence, the start to her wrestling career had been rough but the skill was there and it seemed like things were finally beginning to connect early in this match. The slam, the form, and the technique were all amazing. The crowd let Brielle know how much they loved her offense and style early in the match. Raising her arms in response to their cheers, showing off her body, while taking in the admiration as E'isa tried to get up.
Hearing some more taunts from Brielle, E'isa would get annoyed getting to her feet.
"you cocky.. little.."
E'isa liked back and forth but felt Brielle was rubbing it in, wanting to get back to her feet and plant her into the mat. Keen on getting payback and shutting down what she thought was another ignorant oblivious crowd. The Latina felt like this crowd didn't understand they were seeing a once-in-a-lifetime talent and performer in her. But as she was getting up she'd feel her long flowing curls gripped as she'd yell in response. Brielle would plant her feet after pulling E'isa up and send her into the ropes. Brielle goes to the opposite ropes, both wrestlers reuniting in the middle of the ring with a ton of built-up momentum. The footballer thinking she could keep her momentum going would flex and then attempt to connect with a clothesline as E'isa met her back in the middle.
Though E'isa had other plans in mind, coming back from the ropes, she'd have no desire to hit the mat again. Flexing her shoulders, E-Mac leaning into the momentum, would meet Brielle with all her built up speed, force, and power. Smacking Brielle with a shoulder tackle, eyeing immediate payback! Spoiler
Looking down at her if it connected as she'd remind the footballer and the crowd who they were dealing with and that was a superstar.
Normally not one to gloat, the blonde had definitely fallen into the allure of the cheering crowd a tad. As this scene was still new to her, she hadn't yet become comfortable with large crowd reactions. Becoming flustered when the crowd gave...crude reactions to her being humiliated, rushing a comeback when the crowd begged, and currently relaxing too early in the match as she soaked in the admiration.
It also didn't help that Brielle had a certain attitude towards rude, bully like women like her opponent. So she added a bit of meaner trash talk, although still nothing over the top. She wanted to continue showing the Latina that this blonde was not going to be some fodder for her ego. She picked her up and sent her into the ropes as she did the same, ready to send the muscular woman back down to the mat.
She came flying off the ropes with a smile, flexing her own fit and toned body ready to connect her clothesline. However when she came running towards E'isa, she noticed a look in her eyes. Brielle's short moments working the crowd gave her opponent enough time to recover, as it was still early in the match. Brielle was an elite athlete, but no human could defeat physics.
She tried to plant and move out the way, but she had turned her opponent into a wrecking ball! It didn't matter that Brielle had the strength of a heavyweight, her body was not the same as one so as they collided and on top E'isa leaning in with the shoulder the blonde cam crashing down on the mat as it shook. Brielle groaned out in pain as the small of her back hit first followed by the back of her head bouncing off the canvas.
Her one hand went to the small of her back and the other to the back of her head. Rolling slowly under the powerful Latina, she grunted as she shook her head trying to unring her bell. She crawled towards the ropes, trying to reach for them and try to pull herself up. Some of the crowd trying to cheer her on. Fans on E'isa cheering as their favorite had finally shown some life!
The match had just started, but Brielle had taken advantage. The start to the current moment, littered in her offense. Her displays of athleticism and early understanding of the ring seemed to be coming together. Unlucky for E-Mac it seemed Brielle was having it all connect during their match. Was E'isa unlucky, or was it just bad timing? Meeting this up-and-coming middle-weight hitting her stride in their duel. Left stumbling at the start. Being sent into the ropes, Brielle was harsher than usual as she disliked women who acted and portrayed themselves as E'isa did. Brielle's flexing appealing to the crowd but that delayed her offense, which had let E'isa get time to recover from her amazing start.
The footballer trying to plant and maneuver would realize too late what she'd created. A wrecking ball, a runaway locomotive who wasn't keen on being tossed around and disrespected. E'isa coming back off the ropes would stick her chest out and flex wanting to lay waste to Brielle. Her hard-headed nature was coming out front and center. Willing to risk it all on this shoulder tackle, feeling that though Brielle was impressive, E'isa wasn't a heavyweight for no reason and would show it when they met again in the center of the ring. Colliding E'isa's bet would pay off, Brielle had strength that paralleled heavyweights, but her body wasn't the same. Sending the footballer crashing down to the mat, E'isa would display the physical gap between them. E-Mac was in body and spirit a heavyweight juggernaut, the slow start and questionable ego would not change what she naturally possessed, pure power and an undeniable build that not many possessed or could rival.
Grinning she'd take in her small victory before looking down at Brielle and returning some words. She wanted to make it clear that the slow start was not a representation of who she was in the ring. Feeling the blitz earlier had thrown her off and she was finally getting back into things.
"you ignorant blonde.. you thought it was that easy.. E'isa is never easy.. and we are not alike, AM THE ENDLESS ONE FOR A REASON!"
Annoyed as following the shoulder tackle, she'd see the Blonde try to crawl to ropes. Grabbing Brielle's leg and yanking her back towards her with bad intentions. She wanted to hit Brielle with a double leg drop, looking to crush Brielle under her weight and force. If it connected, she'd raise one of Brielle's legs in an attempt to get a quick pin and deflate the crowd.
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