Celeste Vs Cicilia De'Reignhardt Falls count Anywhere

Fall Count Anywhere
standard rules for a Hardcore Match apply
Pins and submissions can be anywhere in the arena.

Celeste waited some distance down the hall from the curtain that lead to the ring wearing her low cut top shorts and half black and white mask with her black lipstick on underneath one of the few tables that had table cloths over each of them. From what she learned about her opponent fighting her fair will only make her chances of wining slim to none. She made sure to pick her ambush point with many spots she could of attacked from so Cicilia wouldn't know till it was too late. She would wait being as quiet as a Vampire that is her character's model after with a chair with in reach to grab and swing it at her opponent as she headed toward the ring.

Ring-Outfit

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Cicilia made her way out to the arena, she being the first of the two to show off to the arena. So far, things went as they were supposed too... She got her outfit on, hung around in the locker-room until it was time and now, with the notification of the back-stage crew, the Juggernaut was on her way to head outside! Pretty routine, right? WELLL that was until the moment she stepped outside, the woman that would've been her opponent stepped out from the shadows behind the curtain and smashed a metal chair into her back! Cicilia gasped, immediately falling to her hands and knees, COMPLETELY taken by surprise! This... this was the SECOND time something like this happened! Did nobody in this damned place have any HONOR!?

Cicilia groaned loudly, genuinely hurt by the steel sneak-attack, clutching at her wounded back with one hand as she fell to her elbow with her other. She was completely vulnerable because her opponent was too much a coward to EARN that opportunity in the ring... That only ENRAGED Cicilia... but she couldn't do much to channel it when she couldn't even get to her feet.

Even though Celeste knew this sneak attack on her opponent will bite her in the ass later on she was going to make use of all the time this would buy her. She attempt to shift her chair so she was holding the legs so she could slam it down onto her upper back to knock Cicilia onto her stomach from the force of the hit. She didn't really worry about any of the black lash from this tactic hurting her chances of making any friends on the roster.

Cicilia growled loudly as as she attempted to rise from that stupid chair from out of nowhere... only to be greeted with a second strike! The Juggernaut collapsed onto her stomach grunting, frustrated... Before the match even stared, her opponent had come from the shadows and stole a HUGE advantage from her! The repeated beatings from the metal chair would take the fight out of just about anyone unfortunate enough to be on the receiving end.

"Fuckin...." She cursed, slamming her clenched fist against the floor in frustration. "Fucking coward..." She lashed out with a wild kick to the woman behind her, aiming anywhere at her center of mass! She needed a moment to regain her strength... She couldn't take another hit from that DAMNED chair and be expected to fight well! And besides... what if this crazy psycho decided to go for her head next time!? These were questions Cicilia didn't seek to be answered!

Celeste was smirking as her chair shots were doing the job keeping her dangerous opponent on the ground intending to work on her back a little longer before going for a knock out blow to the head. While she was moving to attack from a different angle only to gasp for breath as her opponents wild kick nails her in the stomach making her stumble backwards trying to keep her weapon in hand. She knows that if she doesn't recover before her opponent she is going to in for a world of pain during the match. The Ref rushes toward the back stage area to try and do her job even though there wasn't too many rules for the two of them to have to follow.