Lobo Vs. Terra Firth (Complete)

"So when is this thing gonna start?" Lobo, the american born luchador would ask the ref girl who stood next to him, as Lobo sat in his corner, visibly bored as he waited for yet another match he was booked to have. The young wrestler seemed to be really down about things lately, althought it appeared he had a right to be since he was on was losing streak, and Clyde Gastin of all people in the universe got a title shot rather than him. In short, Lobo's days in Sex Wars were down right miserable and the same, resulting in the gruff young man's loss of wrestling spirit.

"Hmm... Perhaps I should go play baseball? Nah, I took enough sterioids when I was starting out in wrestling." Lobo would ponder before turning to the ref girl. "Hey Ref, What do you do besides referee?" Lobo would ask, to which the Ref-Girl would respond. "Oh, Im a homemaker." Lobo couldnt help but frown before replying "That Blows..." He puffed before standing up and pulling up on his jeans, waiting on his opponent to arrive before possibly calling it quits in Sex Wars. "Alright, Lets just get this over with..." Lobo would mutter, still thinking about other career options.

Lobo couldnt help but raise an eyebrow toward the entrance that Terra made as she entered the arena, the pyro, the coat, the hair, the attitude and the way she talked to the crowd, it all made Lobo ponder something about his opponent.

"Well... Things just a little bit more interesting..." Lobo would think to himself, finding his opponent to be notoriously cute but a bit too hyper. To the point where he'd swear that the girl's attitude was just as charasmatic as The Gastin Twins, if not more.

Not really in the mood for introducing himself, Lobo decided to just hang back in his corner while watching his opponent introduce herself to the crowd, finding her charasmatic attitude to be amusing.

"I aint ever seen an all black outfit look that damn good..." Lobo would think to himself, eyeing Terra from his corner as she removed her coat. Although Terra definetly had her looks, Lobo could tell that she knew her way around a wrestling ring and was no newbie, since a majority of them didnt wear actual wrestling gear.

Lobo didnt want to admit it, but the girl's charasmatic demeaor actually intimidated Lobo since he was natrually a more reserved and quieter person he didnt know exactly what to expect from simply saying 'hi' to someone who appeared to be a bit hyper.

Although not in a best of moods, Lobo would put on a polite smile a simply say. "Agreed...And uh.. Nice to meet ya..." Lobo would say, muttering the last part as he went to shake Terra's hand.

Lobo would raise and eyebrow as he saw that evil smile appear across Terra's lips. "What are you--" Lobo would begin to ask before he was suddenly pulled in by Terra and hit in the crotch with her knee, crying out in pain as he dropped to his knees, holding his sore jewels, writhing in agony. "Fuck!!!"

"As if this day couldnt get any worse for me...."

Lobo could only growl as Terra whispered into his ear, wanting to lash out at her, but was unable to due to the fact that he was nailed in the nads as couldnt even get back up on his feet, leaving the luchador throbbing in pain as he layed on the mat.

"Fuck...You.... Lady...." Lobo would groan on the mat, still having enough spunk to let Terra know how he felt about lowblows.

Lobo managed to get back slightly on half a knee before he began to wince in pain as Terra pulled on Lobo's hair, a feeling he hated more than anything, and sent another knee slamming into his face, causing his head to whip to the side upon impact, spitting a wad of blood along the mat as he crashed to the with near lifeless thud, groaning in pain.

"It's always the cute ones... What did I do to deserve this?" Lobo would think to himself, contemplating his horrible situation.