This Party Just Got Interesting: (Cicilia Vs Party Hard)

Rules:
Tornado Tag-Team 2v1 Elimination
Winning Conditions: Submission, Pin, KO


Cicilia's fame had only increased after her last fight, her ego swelling along with it. After an overwhelming and undisputed victory, the boxer had grown confident in her abilities... Perhaps too overconfident given the match she had chosen but hey... What better way to supplement an overwhelming victory than a handicapped match? If this went over right, the boxer would really be starting to make a name for herself out there.

Cicilia's Entrance Theme:

Spoiler:

The Boxer would step out into the stage-lights as her music ripped through the arena, holding her fist high in the air, a stance that she was really starting to make her own. At least part of the crowd cheered for her now, the sound of her fans actually bringing a smile to the hardened boxer's face... Hearing how much they loved her, how badly they wanted her to succeed.... it was a nice thing to see... She thought she could make out the occasional sign too but she was unsure if it was for her with how far up in the stands they were held... Hm.

The Boxer walked her way down into the arena, cracking her knuckles as she went, readying herself for what was sure to be a MUCH harder battle than the last. She slipped into the arena quietly, her smile fading into a hard neutral expression... Thoughtful...

Whether she won or lost, this was no doubt going to be a defining moment in her courier.... What kind of well-trained, experienced, master wrestlers would the AFW send against the rookie Boxer? What kind of monsters would they put her up against...?

Party Hard - Andrew W.K.:

Belle Ring Gear:

Kaylee Ring Gear:

Bell made her way out first, all business as she adjusted her tugged on the wrists of her gloves, wiggling her fingers to fill the space properly. She waited, occupying herself until the music kicked more up beat and Kaylee came came prancing out, phone in hand as she shouted over the music. "Heeeee~y Daywalkers, it's Kaylee here for your Daily Dose of Day! Belle is here with me again, of course~!" She jumped up into Belles arms, the other woman put on a smile for the camera. "Hey guys." as she did the dirty deed of carrying the lighter blond woman down the ramp as she spoke to the camera phone.... otherwise they'd be there all day.

"Today we have another special treat for all of you! Check it out!" She turned  her phone, zooming in on Cicilia shakily before flipping it back around. "Word on the street this lady is one tough cookie! But that's okay, cause I haven't had desert yet! Om nom nom!" Belle couldn't help but laugh at that, shaking her head. As they got to the ring, she seated Kaylee on the apron before climbing into the wring herself. Once inside, she seated herself on the middle rope, pushing up the top one to give Kaylee ample space to enter.

Kaylee dips under the ropes, jogging her way up to Cicilia to invade her personal space. She turned, trying to throw an arm around the boxer as she pointed the phone at them both. "Hey~ Tell all the lovely Daywalkers at home what your name is and what you're about!"

Belle remained at a distance, minding her own corner for the time being. There wasn't any real danger, not until the match started.

...Vlogers...

They sent Vlogers to fight her. She couldn't tell what was more insulting: The fact that her perceived success was good enough that her next fight was vlogers which forced her life into perspective, or that these two had so much success that they surpassed her. It was honestly hard to tell.

The two made their way to the ring as Cicilia watched, a mix of emotions flashing across her eyes. On the one-hand, she saw this as just another batch of girls to crush. They didn't seem overly strong or exceptional in any way, though she had no grounds to judge them on that. On the other hand, she almost felt sorry that they were facing the Juggernaut in their match to day, how she had to be the person to shatter their success and likely their faces as well.

The boxer growled in protest as the blonde approached her, wrapping an arm around her neck and pointed her phone at her, requesting her name and what she was about. How tempted she was just to punch the poor girl right there, show her what her words couldn't tell but no doubt that would've done her more trouble than good...OH, THE TEMPTATION... Thank Sayumi she learned better restraint... The boxer looked up into the Phone's camera, glancing at the blonde one more time before abiding by her request.

"My name is Cicilia De'Reignhardt. I'm new to wrestling but I plan to win." She had nothing more to say. What, did they expect some kind of life story? She was NOT having fun being a part of this girl's vlog with how buddy-buddy she was acting... Funny... Never once did she consider that this might help get her name out there... Perhaps because she was too busy being stuck on the fact she was fighting VLOGERS.

Cicilia glanced towards the other girl, observing how she was just passively resting in the corner... Didn't they do this kind of stuff together? Why was she just hanging back?

The Boxer would slip out from under the girl's arm without a word and go to the opposite corner, anticipating the bell to ring.

Enough show-biz. Cicilia thought, ascessing her two opponents. Lets get on with it already.

Kaylee met Cicilia's sidelong glance wit a big bright smile, her eye subtly motioning for her to speak to the phone. "There you have it Daywalkers, check this lady out, she's the real deal!" Kaylee gave Cicilia' shoulders a little shake before Cicilia slipped away. She lowered the phone, speaking in a candid whisper. "She seems like serious business huh? If you wanna see me kick her butt, like and leave a comment below. Love your faces and remember to stay sunny!" She pouted her lips, giving the camera lens of her phone a kiss before turning off the recording.  As she skipped her way back to Belle she had already started to upload the video. She hung a small pouch from the rope, dropping her phone inside. She'd likely want it again during the match.

"Leave her to me." Belle had folded her eyes, eyeing Cicilia from afar. There had been a spark in her eyes at the thought of competition. "As if. Not going to let you have all the fun. Besides I'm going the one to pin her." "Of course you are. You don't hold down a fly." "I could hold down several, in fact. Don't be such a grump." He held up a hand, giving a very small regal like wave to the crowds as she smiled. "Sounds like a challenge." Kaylee smirked, glancing sidelong to Belle. She threw out her hand for a shake. "You're on. However pins her wins, I'll put up a viewer poll to see what the loser has to do for punishment." Belle clapped her hand into Kaylee's, giving a shake. "I'm going to find something gross for them to make you eat." Kaylee made a 'bleh' face, giving a dismissive hand wave.

Both girls turned to eye Cicilia, suddenly they both seemed overly serious. Things were about to get very interesting.

The bell rang.

Cicilia couldn't quite hear what they were talking about over the roar of the crowd and the somewhat respectable distance between them but when they turned to her, their expressions serious, the Boxer smirked. So...? enough with the stupid vlogs huh? Good.

The Bell rang and Cicilia held up her fists in a right-handed orthadox stance but instead of it being a heavy, tank like stance of a slugger, the boxer lightly bounced on the balls of her feet, her guard slightly lower than one might typically expect of her. Whether or not these two were competent wrestlers, this fight was going to be MUCH harder with a second opponent. Once she knocked out one, she might revert back to her Slugger stance but against two... she was going to need all the agility and speed she could muster.

Cicilia moved out into the arena center, waiting for her little vloger opponent's to meet her there. She decided she'd play reactionary on this one, see what each one of them could do before going on the offense. Even with her impressive durability, not even a seasoned boxer like her would last long if she was dumb about this.

"Come on, then." Cicilia called, coaxing them to her with her finger. "Lets see what you got."

(Swarmer Stance) Xb

"Overpass."

"Got it." Belle tapped out her boots on the canvas as the bell rang. She didn't wait for Cicilia to get to the middle of the ring as she charged. Kaylee kicked off the ground, taking the pace of a brisk jog as she filed in to follow Belle. The both of them moved towards Cicilia, closing in on her. Bele ducked down, squaring her shoulders as she moved in low. Kaylee pumped her arms arms, speeding up as Belle lowered, catching up she took a running leap and bounded onto Belle's Back to launch herself through the air towards Cicilia. "Bombs's away!" She tucked her body in, pointing her knees down to try and dive bomb the boxers with a double knee strike.

As Kaylee kicked up off her back, she stood upright again, breaking off her direct route to Cicilia to circle a bit more. She rolled her shoulder as her arm reared back, building her pace up to a heavy run again just as Kaylee was about to reach Cicilia from her decent. If Cicilia was knocked down by Kaylee, she'd throw herself up to drop a powerful elbow top down onto her chest. If Cicilia managed to dodge or remain standing, she's run in from the side, swinging her arm wide to try and take the woman off her feat with a massive lariat.

It seemed the girls weren't giving her too much time to get comfortable as they charged her in a certain formation, no doubt having some kind of combo-attack planned. That's what teams did in this sport right? She remembered watching one on TV... The boxer stopped her approach and, instead waited for them to come to her, analyzing their movements. The brunette was up front with the blonde in back, so... what could they do from there...?

As soon as the girl in front ducked real low, Cicilia immediately started back-pedaling, not wanting to get caught by whatever they were attempting. The blond actually used her partner as a spring-board, throwing her knees at the boxer's head in an effort to knock her down. Cicilia's back-pedaling though, put enough distance between her and the blonde that she'd fall short of her target a couple feet, but she wasn't the only danger here.

Cicilia turned her attention then to the brunette as the blonde recovered, never losing track of her as she broke off from the main attack. It was something they taught in boxing to never take your eyes off your opponent... it was serving her well so far. The girl came in for a powerful lariat, too strong a one for her to just take with this stance of hers.

So instead she went to duck under it, the arm slightly grazing her forehead. Tensing her arm as the girl's passed over her head, the boxer with throw a stinging uppercut at the brunette's stomach as she passed, enough to hurt but not really damage greatly assuming it hit.

Cicilia would then attempt to loop around them both and make for the center of the ring, trying to get as much space around her to exploit as possible. She needed space for her speed to be of any use...

As Cicilia backed out of her path, Kaylee opened herself up, twisting in the air to land rather gracefully in a crouch, peering up at Cicilia. "Nice!" The blond woman didn't make a move for her, she did however cut off her path from where she was to the center of the ring.

Belle came charging like a freight train, for a wrestler, a relatively new one on the scene as well she had a incredible amount of power behind her.  As her lariat passed over Cicilia's head, the parting gush of air which followed in its wake spoke volumes to what would have happened to Cicilia if she had actually taken the blow full on. As the boxer's fist drileld her gut, the maroon haired drive by artist staggered. Gasping for air, she stumbled to the far ropes, grasping hold to keep herself from falling. She winced and huffed, turning her head to glare daggers back through a veil of long curly hair at the German slugger.

Kaylee was waiting, smiling cheerfully as she shuffled a bit from side to side, mirroring any direction Cicilia would try to take to get by her. She seemed intent on keeping the boxer on this side of the ring, especially this close to being up against the ropes. "Where you going?"  She seemed unphased by Belle's lack of success, and her readiness to attack or defend seemed to be very much in question. She was idly bouncing on the balls of her feet making no real moves.

With one of her opponents temporarily disabled, the boxer attempted to make a go for the center of the ring only to be stopped by the blonde at every turn. Big mistake... She didn't to engage her just yet, thinking it'd be easier to take them out one at a time. However, if she wouldn't let her go then there were going to be consequences. Brutal. Dire. Consequences.

Where was she going? Well... the only place she could: straight ahead.

"Through you." The boxer responded sharply, raising her fists.

Cicilia rushed the blonde at her full swarmer speed, closing in on the girl with a blinding hook to her cheek, attempting to knock the smile right off her face. She'd quickly follow up with a swift jab to the center of her face before grabbing her shoulders and pulling her in for an ugly knee right to the stomach. Chances were that none of these attacks would compare individually to the damage the brunette had suffered, seeing as she ran into her fist, but hopefully they did enough to create the opening she needed. If all these attacks hit, the boxer would push past the her opponent before continuing on her dash for the center of the arena, craving a more open area with which to work.

"Ooooo..." Kaylee was spry, not easy caught especially head on. As Cicilia charged she was already in motion taking small steps back, swerving with what was thrown at her. "Wow!" She dipped back away from the hook, the punch catching one of the wings of her headpiece sending it flying in a sudden frazzle of her hair poofing out. "You're rea~!" She bobbed back the other way, the jab coming nowhere close to hitting her. "~really fast!"

She threw her body back, arching her back as she dropped into a bridge position briefly, the knee too high to strike her. Her momentum carried her backwards as her long legs shot up, trying to catch Cicilia under the chin with one than the other with kicks as she flipped herself into a handstand position. Kaylee's hands walked her backwards on the ring a few arms lengths before she finished out the flip to stand herself upright a distance away. She had surrendered the ring center to Cicilia, she had to, but she was able to get out without a scratch.

She was still smiling, seemingly unphased by the rabid onslaught she had just narrowly avoided. "Not to name drop but I bet the Slow Mo Guys would LOVE to work with you." She slowly began to circle, never standing still. She hadn't let on any hint, but she was moving in the direction opposite Belle, testing the boxer's ring awareness. "Our people could reach out for you maybe. I hear they are picky about who they work with though. Think about it, o~kay?"

Belle had steadied herself in the exchange between Cicilia and her partner. She gave the ropes a shove in annoyance as she turned to set her sights back on the German slugger. She saw Kaylee was doing what she did best, talking, but with a subtle benefit. As her partner circled, it put Cicilia smack dab between them. She smirked, that girl was always working an angle and she loved it.

She started slow and silent, slow to the ground as she cover ground in a roadie run to come up behind Cicilia. Her arms came out, trying to lock them around the boxer's mid section. She kept her head low, trying to press it into the German's back so she couldn't be caught with a defensive back elbow. If she managed to lock Cicilia in, she would plant her feet and throw her weight back, trying to lift her opponent off the canvas head over heels and plant her neck and shoulders down against the mat. She would hold on tightly, arching her back to bridge the move to put Cicilia into an early pinfall situation, the referee dropping to the mat to start a count.