GASTER vs Alex Drizzle

With DDT being a fairly common move nowadays, GASTER knew her opponent was going to kick out of a pin if she tried to. She was, however, very eager to showboat.

She would put her leg on Alex's stomach for a cocky pin attempt, taunting the blunette: "And now you fall, Lord of Cool!"

After being driven into the mat Alex would be in a slight daze, but she was still aware enough to let out the natural response of a growl when she heard the shadow lord's drilling voice telling of more false prophecies.

As Gaster pinned Alex the ref would be quick to get into a crouching position and start the count." One!" "Two!" "T-No!" The ref would call out, the bluenette staying somewhat still for the first two falls before suddenly springing to life as the third count started, swatting away at her opponent's leg with as much force as she could muster from her current position.

Alex would then try to pull herself into a position where her stomach was against the mat in order to get some quick rest without leaving herself open to a pin, although anyone with a slight bit more sense than Alex probably would realise this still wasn't the best idea.

"Oh? Still not ready to give up? Easily fixed.", GASTER would react to Alex's kickout, although, surprisingly, she almost managed to beat her with that bad of a cover attempt. The girl must've been more tired than she thought.

With match having lasted as long as it has for her debut, GASTER thought that her and Alex couldn't continue for that much longer. One of them had to win in the next minute or 2 of the match. Else the 2 girls will be exausted so much that the match would be declared a draw.

GASTER would sit on Alex's back and, upon putting her hands at her thighs, would pull on the girl's head, pulling and straining her back with a Camel Clutch!

"For your determination, I'll give you a last chance, submit or be destroyed!"

Alex would hear Gaster and her face would form into a frown as she rested with her stomach against the mat. " No way..that wouldn't be cool." The cool queen would manage to heave out, before then letting out a quiet grumble and squirming as Gaster sat her rear down against the bluenette's pained back.

Gaster would then start to pull at the cool queen's hands, although the bluenette wouldn't make it easy for her, constantly trying to pull them away and claw at the mat until the controlling woman finally managed to trap both her arms above her thighs. The shadow lord would then link her hands under Alex's chin and pull back, locking in a painful camel clutch against the cool wrestler.

"G-gah! No...chance " Alex would say, doing her best to yell her response out at Gaster despite the extreme pain she cool feel originating from her back and neck. At the moment the cool queen wouldn't be aware enough to do anything in response to the move, still being somewhat shocked by the pulling and being left in a somewhat helpless state as her arms dangled over Gaster's thighs and sweat would start to build up on Alex's exhausted and pressured body.

Clara admired Alex's determination, but she wanted to win in her debut. That's why she reverted back to targetting her opponent's back, despite taking pity on the girl earlier.

"Well, Lord of Cool, you made your choice!", GASTER would boast as she pulled on Alex's head, pulling on her spine that much more.

Alex would let out some witty retort to her opponent's remark, but she wasn't exactly in the best position to think or speak, although she did manage to let out a long drawn out groan as Gaster pulled her head back. " grr...Queen G-get it right " The bluenette would grumble out, barely managing to release the intended words from her mouth due to the pressure being placed on her head and neck.

The cool queen couldn't do much in her position but she still didn't want to just lay there and take whatever the Shadow Lord had to deal out, so she would try to drive one of her elbow's into her opponent's knee while wriggling the other one in an attempt to get it freed from their prison above her thighs.

"Mwahaha! No chance. You don't even seem like a lord to me any...ow...ow...stop it! It's annoying!", she would try to answer to Alex, just as she was driving an elbow into the side of her knee! GASTER would focus in the slight pain to notice in time that the blunette was trying to get one of her arms away from her thighs!

"Grr...I won't let you get away!", she would say as she pulled much stronger on Alex's head...but the continued elbows started to weaken the hold quite a bit. Unless Alex tapped out, she could be able to escape the hold!

Alex would hear her opponent's demand but wouldn't humour it in the slightest, letting out a loud grumble as she tried to drive her elbow against her opponent's thigh with more pressure than previous. The bluenette wouldn't be the only one to rank up the pressure though, as Gaster then pulled back much stronger against Alex's head, earning a pained cry from the cool queen which would transition into a low groan as she grinded her teeth and fought back a single tear threatening to escape from her eyes.

" Gaah!...That's. Cause. I'm. Not. A. F-fucking Lord!!" Alex would yell out, emphasising each word both due to the fact she couldn't mouth out a full sentence in one go and also just to make sure it was finally drilled into the Shadow lord's mind. After her outburst Alex would continue to try and wriggle her non occupied arm free, flailing and sliding it against her opponent's thigh wildly as she attempted to forcibly yank it from Gaster's grip in a pain and anger fuelled struggle.

if Alex managed to get her arm free then she would try to continue taking control away from her opponent, by using her hopefully free arm to drive her elbow back into Gaster's side multiple times while letting out a mighty but non comprehensive yell which probably resembled a roar more than it did a shout.

"Grrrr...You...will...not...esca----NOOOO...OW!", GASTER would react to everything Alex was doing to escape from the clutch. The blunette managed to wriggle her arm free, and that was more than enough for her opponent to ensure the hold would be broken.

With a loud roar, she managed to get her elbow back and hit the masked girl a couple of times to the side of her head, with each hit, the hold weakened more and more, until the Shadow Lord let go of Alex's head, realising that it was a futile effort to make the girl submit.

Rolling away from the Queen of Cool Style (which GASTER would still resist to call her), and, in a daze, would rub the hurt sides of her head, unwillingly allowing Alex a moment to recover.

Alex would put all her effort and build up emotions into each elbow, managing to convert her drizzly exhausted face into a more fierce and determined expression. The roars only aiding the cool queen's comeback as she came back from a situation that many in the crowd thought she wouldn't, earning a mixed buzz from the crowd as she managed to fight out of the hold.

When Gaster rolled away from the cool queen Alex would fall to the mat, barely catching herself in a crawl and panting as her face was still red from both the struggle and the pressure applied to her from that excruciating hold. Alex wouldn't be as quick to move as her opponent was, but she would still crawl away from the position she had been in, albeit at a slower pace.

After a slight period of recovering Alex would try to force herself into a standing position, stumbling up onto her feet and almost falling as she slowly turned around to get her opponent in her point of view. The cool queen would still be far too groggy to lead the charge this time, but she knew that the Shadow lord was detestable enough not to give her a moment to recover and so the bluenette would push her body to the limits just to keep her mind on edge and eyes sharp as she waited for her opponent's next move.

The crowd would understandably be getting a bit excited as both women had put on a perhaps surprisingly tough match, dealing out brutal attacks, consecutive power moves and body contorting submissions. It would probably help that Alex refused to give in to her devious opponent, standing somewhat groggy in the ring with flushed face and drenched in sweat, but clearly still aware enough to continue going even if only for a little while. The cool queen may have abandoned her courageous roar from moments previous, but it seemed the crowd had taken that duty off of her, the fans sensing both women's butting battle spirits, eager to see how the match would end and how much longer both women could go on for.