Belinda Northman Vs. Ami Takeuchi: Handcuff match

Handcuff match
Rules: Hardcore
Victory condition: handcuff the opponents arms together or an arm to the ropes.
Attire: Standard

Continued from here: https://www.afwrpg.com/t13091-better-than-the-rest

Spoiler:

After having a little encounter with the celebrating Ami which had led to a little fight between the two ladies which had then been stopped by the officials, Belinda had challenged Ami to a rematch to settle things between them. She had decided to challenge Ami to a match that would work in both of their favors a bit, Ami wouldn't have to hide her cheap tactics, and Belinda could anticipate them to be the main repertoire of the blue haired wrestler. Belinda could be ready and expecting those tactics and she herself could do some stuff which one normally couldn't do in a normal match, of course she wasn't the kind to resort to low-blows or the like but since they could use weapons, or disregard ropebreaks, fight outside of the ring and generally do some things which wasn't usually allowed that just meant that she would be able to possibly keep up with her nemesis. Not to mention that in a match like this Ami wouldn't be able to pull of the same kind of leverage pin that she had done to Belinda in their previous match, this time the winner would be more determined and straight forward...at least that was what Belinda thought.

She was already dressed and ready to fight, having just finished stretching herself out in her locker room and loosen herself up a bit for this match, Belinda had fixed her hair again since their little tussle and was not looking more than ready to go out and show Ami just who she was messing with, that Belinda Northman was not just some stepping stone to get to her sister, nor that she was some nobody to be dismissed. Belinda soon enough left the locker room and headed down towards the gorilla position, where she would wait as the stage hands got everything ready. Belinda contemplated how she should deal with this match...should she be stern and serious...or try to keep up the attitude she usually did. If she let her frustration of Ami take over the persona she had for herself and she wanted to put forth as her wrestling persona...then wouldn't Ami win regardless ?

There wasn't much time to contemplate such things, as the stage hands soon signaled the count down for her theme to start. As the one count came, Belinda stepped out onto the ramp as her music started to blast out of the speakers. The blond would start to jog down the ramp, moving from side to side to give a few high fives to the fans as she made her way towards the ring. Once she reached it she'd dive in under the bottom ropes and jump up onto her feet, heading up to the far off corner she'd climb up onto the middle ropes and reach out with her right hand up into the sky as far as she could. " Let's reach for the stars!!!" Belinda'd shout out before bringing the hand back towards herself and jumping down, twirling in mid jump so her back would be turned to the corner where she'd lean back. Her eyes would trail around the ring, seeing a pair of handcuffs hanging in each of them she even double checked behind herself to find one, which there was. The blond would stretch out her arms over the top ropes and lean back, turning her eyes towards the ramp as she'd keep them fixed there for her opponents arrival.

Spoiler:

The supermodel was left fuming after the events that occurred earlier this evening. Not only was her party crashed, now she was suckered into giving her rival a rematch- a chance for redemption. Her emotions got the better of her and that is something that always puts her in trouble. Both brother and sister had the tendency to be a little rash, but in that respect Daisuke was a little more well equipped than Ami, who was the younger and more naive of the two. Still, now she was scheduled for a match and there was no way she was going to back out now.

Ami was in her private locker room, already making some adjustments to her schedule as she was already changed in her standard wrestling attire. The supermodel had just put on her white wrestling boots, placing her foot on top of the wooden bench as she bent down to lace them, while being distracted on the phone. "Yeah? Yeah,yeah,I know, I know.Listen, things have changed now and I cant make it- I know what I said okay? but I have some personal issue's to deal with first, just.....reschedule the shoot to some other time M'Kay? Okie bye bye" she hung up the phone and a look of disgust came about on her " UGH! I cant believe I have to deal with idiots all around" she sighed before lacing her boots up and making some last minute adjustments to her attire and make up on her face.

After everything was said and done, it was the supermodels turn to move out to the Friction arena. Even though she was assigned to Tension, she made a habit to visit Friction, from time to time. Moving to the gorilla position, she waited till her music cued, after which she would burst out to the scene. She stood on the top of the ramp and struck a sexy pose, swaying her hips and running her hands all over her body before walking down that ring ramp, blowing kisses to all her so-called fans.

The supermodel slid down the ring ropes, quickly getting back up on her feet and then moving towards her corner of the ring. She would flick her hair back, in a show of arrogance and pretend to ignore her opponent as she had a overall cockiness about her posture and expression.

Belinda's eyes were fixed upon he ramp as soon enough her nemesis came out onto and started to strike some sexual poses as she then started to walk down the ramp, Belinda would roll her eyes a bit as she waited for Ami to make her way down towards the ring, when Ami had moved in through to the ropes and headed into her corner, looking all cocky and confident with her posture...Belinda would let out a light sigh as she'd start to move out of her corner and head towards the center of the ring.

The blond would step up into the center of the ring with her hands on her hips as she'd keep her red eyes fixed upon her blue haired foe. They were dressed in clashing colors, red versus blue is what it would be tonight, as Belinda would stand in the center with determination as she waited for Ami to join her in the center of the ring. The ref-girl would move up beside them and as she'd make sure with Belinda that she was clear on the rules of this match and such, which Belinda answered with a simple nod.

Of course she was ready and of course she knew what the rules of this match was, she couldn't be more ready for this fight, she wanted this fight...she needed to settle this score with her blue haired nemesis.

Ami, seemed uninterested in really looking towards her opponent, trying her best to ignore and infuriate her opponent. She kept looking at her nails and blowing some stray stands of her hair away from her face while looking in random directions instead of looking at Belinda head on while she was standing in the middle of the ring. Once Belinda was explained the rules of the match, the referee girl stepped forward and Ami raised her leg, allowing her boots to be checked for foreign objects.

Before the referee would explain the rules to her, Ami simply showed her open palm to the referee "Yeah yeah, I'm not a dumb blonde. I heard what you told her" she said before side stepping the referee and making her way towards the middle of the ring. The ref girl seemed annoyed but did her best to maintain a non biased feeling between the two ladies.

Ami would finally meet her opponent in the middle of the ring, stroking her hair back before finally breaking the silence "After I cuff you here tonight, there will be no doubt....." she snarled at her, as the two ladies in red and blue were ready to begin

*DING*DING*DING

Belinda couldn't really stand Ami's attitude but it wasn't overly frustrating her, after their two encounters she was sort of understanding what came to be expected when dealing with the blue haired girl, sure her attitude and style was just foul and ill-mannered but the blond cutie would try to not have it get to her, no matter how hard Ami tried...she'd simply attempt to ignore it.

Of course, at times that was more difficult as Ami even had to insult her when she wasn't even talking to her...though that broad kind of generalization would normally not annoy Belinda, when it came out of the mouth of her red clad foe...Belinda just couldn't help but show a slight tick on her face.

Soon enough the ref-girl had moved back and the two of them were standing along in the center, face to face looking on at each other with Ami snarling out those words. The Bell rang and Belinda would grit her teeth before taking a deep breath and calming herself down. " You won't have a chance to cuff me, after I've kicked your ass." Belinda let out in a fairly serious tone. The young Northman would quickly attempt to shoot her arms forward, but she wasn't going for a low blow or a cheap shot or anything of the sorts, instead she would attempt and pull Ami into a collar and elbow lock up, giving the girl a moment or two so she could place herself right before Belinda would start to push with all her might, wanting to show the crowd and Ami that she meant business and that she was stronger !

It seemed to Ami, that her blonde foe was really learning well, she didn't seem too bothered or too frustrated at the supermodels tactics. With past experience, Belinda would be wise to not let Ami's mind games to her head as this was the supermodels plan all along, get in your opponents head to piss them off and that's going to cause them into making rash or irrational decisions in the match, although sometimes this did backfire alot as well.

The two moved towards the middle of the ring, staring each other down as their usual trash talking began with Belinda quickly striking down Ami's claim. "Kick my ass?HAH! give me a break...." she said in arrogant tone, snorting a bit at that comment. When Belinda raised her arms up to signal a lock up to begin the match, the supermodel would take a similar approach. Belinda wasn't here to play games, at the first chance she lunged in to lock up with the supermodel in a collar and elbow lock up.

However, it was never Ami's intention to lock up with her blonde foe at all. She was clearly the stronger one of the two so when the blonde came lunging in, after being in the lock up for a brief moment the supermodel would attempt to raise her knee right up into her opponents abs.

Maybe Belinda was getting a bit wise to Ami's tactics...or perhaps she was just too focused to even bother with them, whatever the reason was Ami's tactics was not working at the moment and Belinda was winning out a little bit one could suppose. Still it was far too difficult to say that Ami didn't get on Belinda's nerves, the the blue haired cocky bitchy supermodel was more than a problem, more than a thorn in Belinda's side. She was like a virus, a sickness that one wanted to get rid of and the best way to do that would be to fight her head on as many times as it took until she was done with her.

The two ladies were both ready for battle and Ami seemed less than impressed with Belinda's words, something that only made the blond follow up with a comeback of her own, to Ami's quite weak one. " I'll give you a break, or two or hell, I'll even give you three. Let's say ribs, an arm and a leg." Belinda let out as she'd flash a slightly confident smirk at the little light insult that she just fired off to her rival.

She was by far not the most verbal when it came to insults, she was very rarely the one who would throw out some slurrs against people and at best she' simply throw out some cocky words like now. Though it didn't seem to matter very much as the two of them were soon on the way with the match, the bell had rung and the two of them looked ready to go...they had looked ready to go from the very moment that they stepped into the ring.

Belinda moved in to lock up with her red clad rival, but as she did she found nothing at all. Instead what she had sort of expected happened, she had at the very least braced herself a little against this but it was far from an ideal situation. Ami's knee shot up into her abs which caused Belinda to double over and start to stagger backwards with one arm on her abs as she tried to make a bit of a breathing room between them to try and not allow Ami to follow it up with something unless her nemesis was quick...which Belinda already knew she was.

Whilst Belinda words didn't get much into Ami's nerves, it was her actions- her constant desire to get back on the supermodel or prove that she was better than Ami- all that and her goody goody attitude is what got under Ami's skin. The supermodel was more than happy to put down this young Northman, if it was at all possible.

"Oh wow, that is real original blondie! Did you stay up all night to come up with that comeback" Ami grinned as they took a moment to taunt at each other while they were still circling each other around with their guards up. After all the niceties were over with, the match began and Belinda was the first to lunge in for a lock up.

However, Ami was never all to anxious for the lock up and her knee went right up into the blonde cuties abs, sending her reeling backwards with her arm around her abs to protect it from any follow up attacks from the supermodel. "Aww what's the matter kid? got a boo-boo?" she mocked as she walked right up to Belinda and attempted to forearm smack to her exposed upper back as she wanted to get her opponent down on her knees.

Of course after having driven that knee of hers up into Belinda's abs the blue haired girl couldn't help but mock her, it was probably Ami's biggest downfall as a wrestler, but she did manage to take the advantage in the begining in this match. That was not something which Belinda was just gonna keep going. As Ami moved in towards her and raised her arm up, the blond girl would take the moment she had been given thanks to Ami's taunting words and the girl's cocky attitude.

Belinda would try and shoot her other arm outwards and attempting to drive it right into Ami's own abs! Attempting to gain a little bit of payback! If she could do so and it could manage to stun Ami for a moment then the young Northman would try and follow it up by moving up into a full stand and try to pull Ami's head in under her armpit, if she could pull that off then Belinda would try and throw herself backwards and attempt to drive Ami's head down with a DDT right down into the mat!

The young Swede was not gonna go into this match unprepared, she knew what kind of fighter Ami was now and how she had to approach things, all she had to hope for was that she was good enough to beat the blue haired supermodel.

The supermodel felt really good, especially after landing the first strike in the match, she wasn't prepared to let any moment go without having a chance to take a dig at her blonde rival. After mocking her, she would proceed for a follow up attack but by then it was a little too late. Perhaps Belinda got even more infuriated or perhaps it was the delay in reaction time but whatever it was the next thing Ami felt was not her own arm smacking her opponents back but instead her opponents arm smacking into her belly.

Ami let out a girlish grunt as she bent over, her own arms around her mid section as she felt a bit winded out. She squealed a bit once her head was trapped under Belinda's arm as she squirmed against her, her arms smacking her sides and back "Gaahh! Leme go" she exclaimed before her head was driven into the ring canvas.

*THUD*

Ami let out a loud moan as she clutched her head and rolled over onto her back, feeling a bit groggy after that impact.