Dixie Clemets vs. Karen Starring

Standard Match
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout

Spoiler:

Dixie Clemets bounced lightly on her heels, behind the curtain hiding the backstage from the audience, as she waited for her signal to head to the ring. Her blue eyes sparkled, and an eager grin was splashed across her face, the cowgirl anxious and ready to get down to the ring and face her opponent for the evening. She waited, and the moment she was given the okay, she exploded out from behind the curtain and onto the entrance stage of the arena, her grin only growing wider once she did.

At the sound of her theme music blasting over the arena's speakers, the crowd leaped to their feet, cheering loudly and wildly for the buxom blonde Texan. Dixie was always a popular, welcomed sight in the AFW's ring. The crowd loved her, and listening to their cheers made Dixie's chest swell with pride, it made her feel like she was on top of the world, every single time she made her entrance.

She stood proudly atop the stage at the top of the ramp for almost a minute, posing and gesturing to the crowd, basking in their cheers and cries, then finally the cowgirl started to make her way to the ring. She headed down the ramp, each one of her steps full of pride and confidence. She didn't know her opponent for the night yet, but whoever it was, she was certain that she would come out on top, and even in the rare chance that she didn't, she was going to give her opponent a hell of a fight and the audience a hell of a show.

When she reached the ring, she slid under the ropes and hopped up to her feet, heading straight for a corner and climbing up it. She looked out towards the crowd, raising her arms high into the air, getting a second wave of cheers from her fans. Then, when her music finally began to die down, she hopped off of the turnbuckle, waiting in the corner for her opponent to arrive.

Whoever she was, Dixie was ready for her.

Spoiler:

A brief flicker of lights was the prelude to "Power" by Kanye, which itself was a prelude for the monster that opposed Dixie today.
Emerging from the curtains was the voluptuous, tall, brooding and outright nasty new addition to the AFW Roster, Karen Starring. Wearing those long white fluffy rabbit ears on her head, which so far had only proven to be a misdirection as to the nature of this brutal woman, Karen made her way down the ramp.

Adjusting her matching blue gloves and boots briefly, she gave a few mock punches-soon to be tested for real on the face of the Texas cowgirl. An array of boos accompanied her entrance-whilst she hadn't made a significant main roster appearance, nor had she said much in promos or much at all for that matter, she had been ruthless in the preluding dark matches, breaking female opponents of all size with her ridiculous strength.

Approaching the ring, she effortless hops onto the apron, where she eyes her similarly matched Texan counterpart. Stepping through the middle ropes, she marches to the centre of the ring, throwing her bunny ears outside the ring, only to be stopped by the referee before she reaches the centre- the ref himself worried she was about to start the match on her own accord.

Dixie let out a whistle as Karen appeared from backstage, staring from the ring towards her. She raised an eyebrow in eager curiosity, feeling her heart starting to beat faster against her chest as the tall, curvy blonde made her appearance.

Karen was big. She was just as tall as Dixie, and from what the cowgirl could see, she looked thicker, slightly more muscular. The excited grin that the cowgirl had worn began to drop, her expression growing more serious and focused. She could tell that she was going to have a rough fight ahead of her, and that this was going to be a long night.

When Karen reached the ring, Dixie met her gaze, stepping out of her corner to the center of the ring. She stared right past the referee that was keeping them separate, her eyes boring into those of her fellow blonde, and after a few seconds of staring at her, the Texan finally spoke up.

"Heh. Ya new around here, girl? Don't think ah've seen ya before. Ah'd remember a big gal like yerself if ah did..."

Karen was never one for small talk or chit chat, especially before she was preparing to destroy someone. Eyeing up her opponent she took little notice of her physique-her confidence was such that she'd take any equal or bigger opponent.

Something that Dixie said though did catch her ear. "Big gal," she muttered to herself. In her pessimistic, constantly angry mind, Dixie might aswell have just called her fat as she entered the ring. Keeping silent, besides her typical angry grunt, Karen raised her fists and stepped forward, ignoring the fact that Dixie had just taken the time to welcome her.

When Karen moved forwards, the referee finally (and wisely) stepped out of the way, letting the two women move closer. Dixie held her ground, not once breaking her stare from Karen's eyes. She could tell that the girl had a chip on her shoulder. Dixie had seen a hundred girls just like her, and she knew how to deal with them.

With a slight, almost unnoticeable smirk, Dixie raised her own arms upwards. Unlike Karen though, her hands were open, her fingers spread wide. She wiggled her fingers in the woman's direction, and reached out towards her, calling out softly at the same time.

"Come on, girl. Let's get this started right," she stated plainly, motioning for Karen to meet her in a lock-up. At the same time, the referee called for the match to start, the three rings of the bell echoing through the arena.

Ding ding ding.

Karen quickly accepted the challenge, rushing forward on her right front. She leaned in, really pouring her strength into the test of strength, eager to overpower the Texas powerhouse. As usual she remained silent, save for the usual aggressive grunts of the brutal blonde.

Dixie planted her boots firmly against the mat, bracing herself to meet Karen as the blonde rushed towards her. She caught Karen's hands in the lock-up as the woman advanced on her, but as soon as the two met, Dixie was immediately forced back a step, and then a second.

She couldn't help but let out another whistle. The woman was just as strong as she looked. Dixie was definitely no slouch in the strength department though, and the cowgirl planned on giving Karen a small taste of her power right then and there.

Before she could be forced back a third step, Dixie dug her boots into the mat, and began to push back against Karen, her powerful arms flexing as she leaned in towards her. A soft grunt passed her own lips, and her stare still refused to waver from Karen's eyes. She pushed, pouring her own might into the test of strength, trying to turn the tables and force Karen backwards in return.

Karen smiled as she pushed forward, her confidence seemed to pay off as she whispered "easy." The smile on her face though quickly faded as she seem to hit a brick wall in the form of the powerful Texas arms, and to her own shock, she found herself pushed back. Planting her feet as well, Karen levelled out, the two buxom blondes dead even in the test of strength.

Dixie started to grin again, feeling a surge of confidence as she started to push Karen back. It felt good, and if she could have had her way, she would have pushed her all the way back to the ropes!

Karen had other things in mind though, and quickly planted her feet, stopping Dixie's advance dead in it's tracks. The cowgirl scowled, annoyed by the sudden shift in momentum, but she refuse to lighten up on her pushing and shoving. It wasn't often that she got to go up against another powerhouse like herself. There weren't many women as big and strong as her in Friction, and the chance to go up against one was a rare delight for Dixie. More then that, it was a personal challenge for her to overcome, to prove herself as the stronger and better woman.

The two of them stopped in place, seemingly frozen in the middle of the ring. Dixie leaned in, forcing Karen's arms out to the sides so that she could push herself closer, so that her and the other woman's bodies were almost touching. She kept trying to push, kept trying to force Karen to move, and as she did so, she whispered softly to her, a light growl in her voice as she spoke.

"Nn...yer strong, girl, but ya ain't as strong as me..."

As the Texan leaned in, Karen would do the same. The two strong women's powerful frames met dead centre of the ring, the large chest of Karen pushed up and mushrooming the busty Texan.

Karen would try to lean in, using her superior height and weight to her advantage. She was confident she was stronger, but by using her weight, she didn't need to be to win this fight.

She responded to her opponents taunts with a harsh glare, before closing and clenching her eyes, fully focused on pouring in her power.