Fright Fight - Claire Garland Vs. Maria Tempesta - Cabin In The Woods Match

Preceded by: GASTER Vs. Aisha Love: Pumpkin Head Match
Followed by:





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Match type: Pumpkin Head Match
Rules: None, the match takes place in a cabin that is located in the middle of the woods (reference)
Winning conditions: 10 count knockout!

The door opened with a low, wooden creak, sending shafts of moonlight creeping into the empty room. The lumbering shapes of sofas, tables, and a gnarled dresser could all be seen in the pale light, before a hand crept through the opening and deftly flicked a light switch. Illumination sprang into existence, revealing the neat, tidy cabin interior.

"Trick or treat!" Maria sang as she poked a head in the door. Over her ring outfit, she wore a red latex jumpsuit in cheesy mockery of an actual devil's skin, and carried a plastic pitchfork in one hand and a trick-or-treater's orange bucket in the other. This was a thematic match, and so Maria figure that she might as well get into character. Peering into the cabin, she saw that it was empty. "Anybody home?" she whistled. "Hello? I'm just a poor widdle trick or treater, asking for directions!"

Without waiting for a reply, Maria sauntered into the cabin, casually knocking over a table lamp with her pitchfork and sending it smashing to pieces on the floor. Striding to the centre of the room, she sighed and sprawled on the nearby sofa, crossing her legs as she waited for someone, anyone, to frigging show up. "Figures I'd be early," she grumbled to herself. She hated waiting, especially when she could be doing something else...like pummeling her opponent's face in, for example.

Maria Tempesta didn't have to wait more than a few minutes, no less than two and no more than five before the clang of boots rang against the gravel path outside the door that Maria had left open. The visage that appeared was that of a purple haired beauty, dressed in a revealing outfit....that of a knight as well it seemed?

Spoiler:

" Well well well....What do we have here?~" The woman dressed as a black knight spoke out as she sauntered into the cabin, she'd look on at the devil that was sprawled out on the couch and then her attention turned to the broken pieces of what had been a ceramic lamp. She'd walk over them with her heavy boots, the pieces shattering and crackling under the weight of her boots.

" I get to destroy the devil...herself? How wonderful, truly a fitting duty for a knight. Don't you think?" Claire spoke out as the purple haired beauty walked up towards the center of the room, standing herself right before the couch that Maria was resting herself upon.

Seeing the newcomer enter, Maria smiled to herself, looking up and down at Claire and her (admittedly pretty kickass) outfit. "My my, look what the cat dragged in,) she said, not hiding the fact that she was appreciating what she was seeing. "And I thought it was going to be a lonely night." Standing up, she slowly pulled down on the zipper of her red jumpsuit, showing her wrestling outfit and the curve of her breasts beneath.

Standing opposite Claire, she leaned over so that she was tantalizingly close to Claire's masked head. "But destroying the devil, Chica? Hah. You're all too welcome to try..."

Stepping up into the face of the devil clad woman who was starting to get up towards her feet as well, up from that couch. The lovely purple haired beauty would lick her lips as Maria started to unzip her bodysuit and show off her physique a bit. Perhaps she wanted to match how revealing Claire's outfit was?

Not that it mattered to the knight clad woman, she would simply nod her head as she heard the woman speak out like that. Claire would chuckle at Maria's words, playing of a rather convincing amusement over those words, as then from out of nowhere she would attempt to headbutt Maria Tempesta! Trying to smash her heavy masked face into the woman's nose!

In retrospect, Maria should have seen that one coming.

After all, she was a rudo, a heel who performed all sorts of dirty tactics in the ring just to make the audience hate her, boo at her and cheer whoever she was fighting. She was no stranger to cheap shots. And yet, for some reason, she didn't expect her opponent to do the same.

"AAAGH!" she cried, staggering back and clutching her nose. "You filthy puta!" Feeling her nose, she could tell it wasn't broken at least. By the time she was done with Claire, though, the other girl would be lucky to just have a broken nose...

Claire's head smacked right into the face of the devil clad wrestler, causing the woman to stumble backwards. The American Heel would not let it end there as now that she had the woman reeling, she would attempt to follow right up with that attack and try to step in and throw a swift front kick right up into Maria's gut.

Trying to stun the Latina with a swift gut kick, before she'd try and throw a hard uppercut to the woman's chin! Trying to knock her right back down onto that couch that Maria Tempesta had gotten up from.

Maria blinked as she stumbled away from Claire. The American had gotten the drop in her, hitting her with a headbutt and, even more insultingly, getting the first strike in with a cheap shot! Damn it, that was her job! She righted herself, glaring at Claire...

...just as Claire lashed out with a kick to her midsection. Maria reacted quickly, bringing a hand up to catch the other girl's boot and wrenching it to the side, hoping to spin Claire around. If she managed that then she would charge forward, aiming to grab a hold of her opponent's hair or masked face as she tried to facebuster her into the floor!

Claire's eyes widened as her foot was grabbed before it could make it's mark with Maria's stomach, causing the lovely American to look on in surprise as she awaited what Maria had planned. The woman then wrenched her leg around and caused Claire to stumble around. 

Then Maria decided to reach out for two handfuls of that lovely purple colored hair. Grabbing a firm hold of it. Claire didn't let it go any further though as she instead tried to push into Maria! Charging at the woman and attempting to tackle Maria down over the coffee table!

Maria managed to quickly and effectively counter Claire's attack, spinning around to grab a hold of her hair...only for Claire to respond by charging in against her. Stunned, Maria found herself tackled, driven backwards before flying off her feet onto the nearby table. She gasped as she slammed against the table, and felt it shattering beneath the two of them as they collapsed down on top of it.

She put aside the pain as best she could, not letting go of Claire as she kept a hold of her hair. "Nnn...if you wanted to get up close...why didn't you say so?" she sneered, before kicking her legs up to scissor her foe's waist. At the same time she would press a palm up into Claire's masked face, half to push her back, half to jab her fingers into her opponent's eyes as she tried to roll them over.