L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: Standard with Hentai allowed, Best of 5 falls. Falls scored by pinfall, submission or knockout

Aoto would sigh quietly backstage as she adjusted her wrestling outfit, rather unhappy about the match she was being put into this time. She wasn't in much of a position to complain though, as LAW was usually the one who matched her with opponents, and they were also the ones paying her. With her reputation now of being a jobber, despite her best efforts to fix it, it was only natural LAW would arrange such matches to....appease fans.

As Aoto's music began playing first, she would run down the ramp, waving at the cheering crowd sheepishly, silently wondering how many were really just here to see her lose, before she would slip under the ropes and into the ring, doing a few stretches while waiting for her opponent. She would steel herself, determined not to give the audience what they wanted to see tonight, even though she knew her opponent had a much better record.

Spoiler

Once Aoto had settled into the ring, her opponent’s entrance music began.

The arena lights flickered to the rhythm of a heartbeat whilst the main spotlights dimmed until they went out completely, leaving only the LED lights on the ramp glowing rhythmically.

Tonight, Vinlee’s manager had wanted to surprise her with something special. He wouldn’t tell her who she was being thrown against, but he did make it clear that he’d make her remember her nights at the Gart's Club.

Just imagining the nostalgia of those days, when she still didn’t have to worry about a career or carry all that weight. When all she had to worry about was staying undefeated. Yes, the mere thought of it sounded lovely. Lovely enough that she might kiss him if she weren’t a lesbian.

Perhaps this was just a sparring match before going after a belt. Wouldn’t be a bad idea.

And so, to recover a little of her old shine and go for something a little more... No-DQ style, Gabriel Vinlee made a change to her gear to tonight.

When the announcer called her out, The Viper would make her way through the entrance onto the upper ramp like she was walking a catwalk. Swaying her hips and tapped the floor with her heel, before stopping at the head of the ramp and posing with one hand on her hip.

Firm, elegant, chest held high. The lights still hadn’t returned, the shadows covering her, but the green in her eyes shone brighter than ever. This was going to be the sort of match Aoto wouldn’t forget.

Spoiler

The lights came back at that moment, settling over her. Revealing that punk style of hers, brought back just for tonight. So, from the far end of the ramp, Gabriel Vinlee blew her opponent a coquettish kiss. A kiss drawn by those black lips. One caught by the cameras and projected onto the giant screens, so everyone would know who was the target of that kiss of death. Then she winked and began to walk forwards.

The British woman then swayed as she made her way towards the ring, ignoring the fans who wanted just a little of her attention, to even brush the palms of their hands.

Climbing onto the ring, she crossed the ropes to get inside. But she would do it with that hot little cheekiness of hers. Stretching her long legs over the middle rope before bringing her torso through in that pose where she raises her hips and keeps herself firm as she does so.

She made it look casual, but also malicious.

Then she went to the centre of the ring and looked directly at her opponent. The proper thing would be to go to her corner and wait for the call of the bell to begin. But instead, Gabbie preferred to beckon Aoto with her finger, inviting her to a friendly face-off in the centre of the ring. Why not? Its have a pleasant little chat.