Patrice Juillet (debut!) vs Lindsay Walker, KO Only!

Standard match, but KO the only way to obtain a fall!

"Knock-out queen?!?"
Sounded like Patrice's first match wasn't going to be an easy one. Well, that was if she was going to let the nickname of her opponent to decide. And she was smart enough not to let a detail such as that get into her head, shrugging off those thoughts."Self-proclaimed..."

Still, the title seemed to prove that this Lindsay girl, who was going to be her first opponent, had a sense of putting on a good show. That was something the French found to be très agréable. Indeed, "Knock-out queen" was definitely a more attractive name than Lindsay Walker... And surely if she lived up to that title, Lindsay would be in a position to turn their match into a good show, as win could only be indeed obtained via KO only.

But was Patrice going to let Lindsay to steal the show? No way in hell. If KOs were the way to go, she was going to be a kunoichi. That would melt the hearts of the Japanese crowds, and ninjas were surely able to effectively knock out anyone they wanted to. And she was going to prove that to Lindsay.

The Kunoichi-Patrice!:

Springing down the ramp as fast as only a ninja could, Patrice jumped acrobatically into the ring. Greeting the crowds and showing off her costume made her feeling fantastic. Being able to perform and put on a good show for such a big crowd was making her feel extatic, and she was determined to give them great value for their money.

Finally settling in her corner, the ref girl came immediately to collect the weapons Patrice had as part of her kunoichi outfit. For the sake of show, Patrice protested against this a bit, but finally let the ref take them away. Putting on a little grumpy look for losing her accessories, she then turned her attention to finding out about how her opponent was going to be like.

"Hmph! An actress, huh?" Lindsay said to herself when she found out who her opponent was. If there was one thing Lindsay hated any more than her rival Sandy was fakes who tried to pretend to know what they were bloody doing! This opponent of hers appeared to be quite a popular actress, having quite a fanbase. But she was just that, an actress, nothing more. Lindsay was going to show this girl what it meant to be a wrestler, especially on her home turf. There was no other match type that suited her than a KO only match. She wasn't known as the Knockout Queen for no reason! Her bloody signature is the sleeper hold damn it!

Lindsay Walker the Knock Out Queen:

Dressed in her standard attire, Lindsay strut out onto the ramp as her theme started to play. The crowd cheered wildly for her, as Patrice wasn't the only one with a fanbase of her own. It seemed there were a lot of perverts who enjoy her choking out girls with her array of sleepers and creative spins on them, not to mention her specialty in prolonging the consciousness of her victims, going to great lengths to drag out the match just to make her opponent suffer.

She did nothing flashy like flips or poses, she simply strut down with a determined look on her face and climbed into the ring, stepping into her corner and folding her arms in front of her breasts, glaring at the actress. "So you're my bloody opponent? You know this isn't a costume party, Love," Lindsay said with a smug look, "If you want to play dress up, then you should be doing that at home."

Well well. Sounded like the crowds were liking Patrice's opponent as well. Maybe she had indeed gained popularity as the Knock-out queen. And that could possibly suggest that her title wasn't just self-proclaimed...

That didn't matter though. Patrice was sure she could win over the hearts of the audience. And she was skilled too. It would be easy to underestimate her, and if Lindsay turned out to be doing just that, she definitely wouldn't be the first one.

Lindsay's entrance to the ring made Patrice a little sour though, for multiple reasons. First of all, she realised that the Knock-out queen was not only skilled, but big as well. Clearly Patrice was going to have a size disadvantage in this match. Second, her entrance was blatantly boring. No greetings, no moves, nothing. Just getting up there like it was business as usual. That wasn't something Patrice appreciated. Third, Lindsay's attire was as boring as her entrance. Surely, if she was the Knock-out queen she claimed to be, she could have perhaps dressed up a bit more imaginatively as well?

And finally, it seemed Lindsay was not friendly at all. Quite on the contrary, she seemed to be mocking and hostile. Well, if that was the way the Brit (clearly by the accent) wanted to play it, Patrice could play along with it.

"Well, bonsoir Lindsay... I can see that you don't appreciate the aesthetic qualities of attires... That's too bad. I would have imagined that someone like you would not have come up here with the most boring attire I've ever seen! Quite frankly, seeing that, I'm a bit surprised you've even bothered to wear anything at all..."

Closely monitoring whether Lindsay would appear to get disgruntled by her comments, Patrice started slowly making her way towards the center of the ring, preparing herself for the bell.

By the looks of it, it appeared Patrice didn't like Lindsay all that well either. Well that was fine by her, she was going to beat this little brat and show her the meaning of her title. Lindsay raised a brow when she heard her opponent sassing her back, talking about how her attire was "boring". What an insolent brat! Does this girl really think wrestling was all about flashy costumes and moves? This French was really starting to make her blood boil.

Glaring at Patrice while frowning, Lindsay would also walk up to the center of the ring as she would retort the blonde's silly statement. "Do you really bloody think that wrestling is all about attires? How much of bloody muppet are you!?" Lindsay barked viciously as she made her way, "I wear this cause it's efficient, it's practical. I don't need flashy costumes to prove I'm the best. They simply get in the way. Given you're attitude, Love, I'm going to have to seriously discipline you and show why they call me Queen."

Lindsay would meet up with Patrice in the middle of the ring, where she was quite bigger than her opponent. Lindsay was confident she had this match won. Once the bell would ring, Lindsay would immediately start off and try to make a grab for the blonde and whip her to the ropes! If successful, she would try to charge at her with a clothesline after the blonde rebound and slam her to the ground!

Technically, Lindsay was right. Patrice had to admit that her words on her outfit were most probably correct. Practical, efficient, sure, whatever. Blah-Blah. The Brit seemed to have no sense for a good show, performances and different kinds of roles. Well, Patrice could only judge it as Lindsay's own loss. Surely she wasn't going to be able to change her mind in this situation. And it also seemed that her words were only making the bigger girl angry, so maybe it was wise to cut the talk for now.

"Ha, so you think..." was Patrice's only response to the Brit's latest comments. Meeting her up, it was best to just fight their disagreements out and see whose opinion was going to be the dominant one in the end.

Now Patrice could finally see their size difference thoroughly. She had to admit that Lindsay was a big woman, and probably possessed a big amount of strength in her body. That was something the French would really have to watch out. And what could be a better strategy for that, than act like a ninja?

But before Patrice knew it, after the bell ringing Lindsay was already beginning her attack. She wasted no time before grabbing Patrice's arm and whipping her towards the ropes. That was something the French couldn't help, but what she could help was the decision to allow herself rebound. Patrice was sure that Lindsay would be coming right at her. That meant that the French could try out some ninja moves. By the ropes, instead of rebounding she'd try to quickly take support of them. Turning herself around facing Lindsay, and continuing with the help of the ropes, she was hoping to deliver a jumping kick with her both feet into Lindsay's midsection as the Brit would be charging at her.

As Lindsay charged at Patrice, she expected the girl to be running at her helplessly but this girl actually had some skills. Agile like a ninja, the French actress quickly grabbed the ropes and with their support, used them to deliver a jumping kick with both her feet! Lindsay's eyes went wide as she realized she couldn't stop herself from running into Patrice's feet and coughed out in pain as she was hit dead on with her opponent's attack.

Lindsay stumbled backwards and tumbled down onto her back. Clutching her stomach, Lindsay glared at Patrice with grit teeth. So this girl had some skill, she'll admit that. But she clearly didn't have the same amount as her! Lindsay's been training since a kid and she'd be damned if she lost to some rookie!

Growling, Lindsay got back up to her feet and would try to slowly advance towards the girl this time, more cautious and would try to grab the girl again if she made a run for her.

Ha! That went well. Patrice managed to perform her kick just the way she had wanted to. Against such a big opponent, it was crucial not to let her get the upper hand already right from the beginning! And to be honest, if Lindsay got surprised by her kick, so got Patrice as well from its effects. The brit seemed to lose her balance much worse than the French had thought.

Well, if Lindsay was already down, maybe Patrice could go already up. The self-proclaimed ninja started clinbing up the ropes while the bigger girl was down. But by the time she reached the top rope, Lindsay was getting back up again! And the Brit started slowly advancing towards her.

Since Patrice was already up, she had to figure out a good way to come down. As Lindsay was closing in, she waited for the perfect moment. If the Brit had intended to perform a clothesline on the French, Patrice would now be trying to hit Lindsay with a diving clothesline!

As Lindsay approached the little brat, she would notice Patrice had climbed up onto the ropes. Lindsay furrowed her eyes as she could guess what the bloody girl was going to attempt to do. Gritting her teeth, Lindsay stood her ground and tensed up as she watched the French actress jump off the ropes and launched herself at her with a jumping clothesline. Lindsay would open her arms wide and brace herself to catch Patrice in a bearhug! Hopefully if this absurd strategy could work, Lindsay would squeeze Patrice with all her might and try to subdue her. If it didn't, Lindsay would be knocked down, flat on her back with the girl straddling her!

If Lindsay had went down surprisingly easily, so she had come back up again. Patrice was forced to perform something aerial towards an opponent not in the ideal position for her, but the blonde still decided to try her luck. The diving clothesline could well be enough to send the big girl back down on the mat again...

But when it connected, the effect was much lighter than Patrice had thought. Lindsay had managed to tense up herself so well, that the Brit only needed to take a couple of steps back from the impact. And what was even worse news for the French, Lindsay wrapped her arms around Patrice's body!

Then came the squeezing. The ninja had become trapped in the bearhug. Looking quite helpless, Patrice moaned as Lindsay kept tightening the bearhug hold every few seconds, trying just to bear the pressure around her body.