GASTER vs Alex Drizzle

At this point, despite the theatrics, Clara actually wanted to win. Usually, she would just try to put on a show, believing she couldn't defeat her opponent's, but she could tell her and Alex were fairly evenly matched. Or so it seemed at that point. Clara was determined to prove in her debut that she was better than Alex.

As the crowd roared for 2 girls to keep fighting, GASTER got to her feet, rubbing the aching sides of her head, panting heavily with how tired she was. Her blue haired opponent got to her feet alongside her. She still seemed somewhat off after being in the Camel Clutch for more than a minute. Determined to beat Alex once and for all, she rushed at the girl without much thought with a clotheline and a roar!

Alex was too tired to be very aware of the ring around her, so Gaster's charge would likely have gone unnoticed. The cool queen would luckily pick up on a mistake of her opponent though, as Gaster's roar was enough to spring the exhausted but cautious bluenette into action.

When Gaster approached Alex would notice her just in time, managing to duck in a still position and result in Gaster rushing past her. After that close call Alex would immediately force herself back into a standing position, caring herself into it with a slight spin which would then turn into a full rotation as she did another spin in the time it would hopefully take her opponent to turn around.

Alex would then let out her own mighty roar as she whipped her arm out to the side so it could blast against her opponent's chest, the cool queen mirroring her opponent's idea as she tried to connect with a clothesline of her own. Of course the bluenette even in her exhausted state would be much more cool in her momentary offence, the spins beforehand making it so that rather than just an ordinary running strike the cool queen would be attempting to perform the mighty discus clothesline, teaching herself another move on the spot and likely crying in front of the tv later at home when she admires how cool this must have looked.

" Me first!" Alex's roar would slowly transition into some words, of course even now she would be calling out what she thought were her significant strikes as if they were finishing moves. Although for the cool queen's sake this had best cement itself as a new finishing move for her, otherwise it was going to be a real struggle for either wrestler to defeat the other and Alex was getting incredibly tired and sore from the long match. If things went to a game of endurance then it was more than likely that the Shadow lord would triumph over the queen of the cool kingdom.

GASTER didn't land the clotheline at Alex, her roar of rage likely giving away what she was going to do. However, with how tired her opponent was, there was no way she could mount a powerful attack in a span it took the Shadow Lord to move around...

However, once she turned around to attempt to land a hook into Alex's face, the blunette was finishing her spin and land a very powerful forearm to the masked girl's chest, landing a huge Discus Clotheline to a huge pop from the crowd! As Clara let out a silent scream and fell to the mat, she could hear faint chants of "Alex! Alex!" and "Queen of Cool Style!" from the crowd. With Clara as tired as she was, she could barely move a muscle as her opponent stood over her, seemingly ready to finish the villain off!

Alex had managed to land one significant blow on the opponent, even she was still slightly amazed that she had managed to pull of something so difficult and of course cool. Even that slight miracle wasn't enough to put more fuel into the cool queen's tank though, regardless of landing a possibly match ending attack on the opponent the bluenette wasn't able to go for a immediate pin, instead being carried by the momentum of her clothesline into a somewhat clumsy roll that would end up with her on her back next to her devious opponent, leaving both wrestlers in a position they had became accustomed to in the match.

Alex heard the fans chanting and couldn't help but smirk as she panted with her arms spread wide against the canvas, almost being able to ignore her burning lungs and the cold mat underneath her. Of course the bluenette called herself the queen of cool style, but something about hearing it from other people's mouths for the first time was enough to make a slight bit of drizzle work it's way down the cool queen's face.

Alex knew better than to make the same mistake she did earlier though and not pin the opponent, with the slightest crawl the cool queen would make it over to her opponent and would stretch out her arm over the masked wrestler's chest, barely managing to reach the shadow lord for a very minimalist pin.

" One! " The ref would call out, transitioning onto her knees to hit her hand against the mat for each count. Meanwhile the crowd were tense but still noisy, support for the Cool queen and even the Shadow lord being audible as both wrestler's fought for the win in a single, standard, grudge-less and title-less , but yet significant fight.

GASTER laid on her back, hearing the crowd chanting Alex's name and nickname, fully invested in the tough match both girls went through so far.

If Clara was on her feet, and less tired, she would've likely been satisfied for managing to get the crowd so invested in the match. But the problem was, Clara herself got invested in the match, determined to beat Alex, the girl she had no ill-will towards whatsoever (quite the opposite, she grew to admire Alex's determination), but wanted to prove that she was simply better than her.

With Alex obviously wanting to do the same, she turned from her back to her stomach, laying her arm across GASTER's chest, with ref promplty registering the count:

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

THR...NO!"

With a few ounces of strength remaining, GASTER threw her arm into the air to kick out, crowd going mental over the fact that the match would still continue despite the two girls obviously being extremely tired.

Alex would more or less by digging her face into the mat, not due to any real reason other than exhaustion, although if the masked wrestler did manage to escape the pin then it would come in handy since the cool queen's frustrated and tired face wouldn't be visible to the crowd.

While the cool queen was lying against the mat she would be practically screaming inside for Gaster to just give up already, sure the newbie had guts but this was too much! This was probably the hardest fought match Alex had participated in and forced her to reconsider her previously held belief that debuting wrestlers would be easier to beat.

None of Alex's concerns or wishes would be heard though, all that could be heard was the natural buzz of the crowd as the ref counted, the tension around the arena being thick enough to cut with a knife. " One!" " Two!" " Thr... NO!" the ref would call out, Alex's arm being thrown off the opponent's body by the shadow lords sudden movement.

The cool queen would slowly turn on the mat so that she was facing the ceiling, but would just stay there panting. Alex had put all her strength and hope behind that clothesline and if she had enough energy right about now she would probably throw a tantrum, all that she would manage was to raise one of her hands from the mat before slamming it back down. The cool queen not even bothering to argue with the ref since she knew fine well Gaster had kicked out of that, even if she couldn't understand how she had the strength to do so, and by the reaction of the crowd it seemed like they shared the same surprised sentiment, although while Alex would be silent the crowd would be roaring.

With this there would be a slight stalemate for a moment, both wrestlers had fought for the slightest edge and just when Alex had managed to come out on top things would twist yet again, Gaster's resilience siphoning away the momentum and energy of the cool queen. 

" You know... you should consider giving up...I'm tired " Alex would eventually suggest, cutting off her panting for a slight moment to get the message across just loud enough that her tired opponent could pick up on it, before yet again trying to get as much oxygen into her body as possible.

For a second, Clara wasn't sure whether she kicked out, or whether she imagined it.

After about a second, however, the roar of the crowd in disbelief let her know that the match was going to go for much longer.

Behind her mask, Clara was trying to get her breathing back in order, but the combination of Alex's earlier clothesline and all the other hits Blunette gave to her chest made it slightly painful to breathe.

As she turned on her stomach, she tried to push herself upwards by her hands. No such luck. Her left hand slipped and she went back to the mat, face first.

In the meantime, Clara would hear what Alex had to say, and weakly chuckled under her mask:

"Hahaha...nah...don't want to...even though I kinda should...what about you? If you are that tired...maybe you should give up?", she would calmly ask, without using her GASTER persona.

Alex was incredibly tired, within a few seconds she had already lost interest in the answer to her question, or more accurately she had somewhat forgotten that she had even asked it. " Huh...? Oh, no...I can't " The cool queen would hesitatingly respond, almost considering it for a moment before dismissing the possibility. 

The queen of cool style would then let out a long groan, as the fact that she hadn't won seemed to finally sink in to the tired woman's mind. Alex would then slowly roll onto her front against the mat and breath against the mat for a moment, before pushing herself up into a sitting position, the bluenette trying to move her sweaty hair out of her face as she sat up.

Alex would be a bit more careful in trying to get back up towards her feet, taking it very slowly since she had just heard Gaster fumble back to the mat after trying to get up herself. It would take the cool queen a tremendous amount of time just trying to sit up though, before she would slowly attempt to stand up using her trembling legs, keeping a close watch over the masked wrestler as she did.

Upon listening to Alex's answer, Clara would answer: "See? In a match like that, you can't simply give up...let's finish this Lord of Cool...", teasing Alex at the end by slipping back into her persona, but more because she liked to tease Alex with her nickname for her more than anything else.

As she felt Alex rising near herself to her feet, GASTER wouldn't allow for her opponent to get the better of her. She put her hands to the mat, and attempted to push herself upwards, to stand face to face with her blunette rival.

As the two tired girls would stand at the same time, the Shadow Overlord would try to seize the initiative, and send a stiff punch to her opponent's face!

Alex would manage to somehow stand despite how exhausted and pained she was, she perhaps would have celebrated had Gaster not been able to do the same, making it seem like the cool queen's efforts to get up had almost been wasted. The Shadow Lord's words were fairly accurate, since both woman weren't willing to give up, the only way this match could end was with one exhausted wrestler managing to will through and beat the other down enough that they couldn't even stand. However as accurate as Gaster's words were part of it was incorrect, yet again she had botched Alex's title and had in turn earned a slight frown from the cool queen.

However Alex didn't manage to comment right away, as Gaster would punch the cool queen hard in the face, earning an embarrassing surprised cry from the bluenette as she fell onto harshly onto her rear. However the oversized kawaii wouldn't let herself be taken down completely without a fight, while Alex covered her now pained face with one hand she would try to lift her leg high enough to kick Gaster in the knee.

"Queen Damnit!" Alex would yell, not able to sacrifice any more time or oxygen on getting the point across and having to stick with just correcting her masked opponent. Surely the cool queen's kick would probably be able to convey her distaste with the name Gaster had given her, if she managed to connect with that desperate strike. Even if she did manage to hit though, Alex wouldn't even attempt to get back up to her feet and would just stay in a seated position after being knocked down by Gaster's fist.