Taylor vs Kytes I Quit match

[size=150:1t44j23r]I Quit match
Win by verbal submission into a mic only

Adrian Kytes

Vs
Taylor



Adrian Kytes was more than a little nervous as she prepared herself for what was the first I quit match of her entire career and... that was about all she knew going into it. Dressed in her blue Fire Emblem outfit with her hair grown long into a ponytail and dyed green she wondered just quite how she had gotten into this mess in the first place.

Well the most obvious answer was deciding to associate with the Commissioner of the AFW, despite it leading to her being beaten down by maids, attacked with knives and tazers and had her best friend have a gun pointed at her head. So much to say that her relationship with Lukretia von...something or other, possibly Bismark, was not going well. The phone call at approximately one in the morning according to Adrian's internal clock (7am Japanese Standard time) had not helped matters.

So apparently Lukretia thought that although she beat the maids decisively she still needed further testing before some of the benefits of sucking up to authority start to kick in, and that test was this match. An I quit match against an opponent that all she knew about was that she was not Sarah Gatt. Little relief that detail was...

Deciding that it was enough sitting around her[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MO358Rg1G5c:1t44j23r]new intro theme[/url:1t44j23r] kicked in before fading out to the usual fast rock [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--x_i_528tM:1t44j23r]pokemon theme[/url:1t44j23r] replaced it to a chorus of boos as Adrian stepped out onto the ramp, ICW/ICWA Tri state TV championship belt on her shoulder as she slid into the ring. A surprising lack of showboating from what normally was the excitable and hate-able Adrian Kytes. She just wanted to get this match over quickly and as painlessly as possible, not even bothering to give the usual warning of "scratch it and you'll have to answer to Rebecca" to the time keeper as she handed the vanity title over to her for safe keeping, but close enough incase she needed a weapon.

Well, let's see who I've got tonight, she thought. Trying not to let any nervousness show through.

[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HHYwmgiv3ck:11mchnm5]Taylor's music[/url:11mchnm5] hit and Taylor burst onto the ramp, overflowing with energy. She bounded to the front of the ramp and took a moment to pose for the crowd, arms above her head and cocking her hips way out to one side, giving it a moment before grinding them over to the other side. The crowd cheered. With a grin and a wink to a nearby camera, she started down the ramp, turning a fast, neat aerial cartwheel into a back flip with a twist and landing in a run down to the ring.

Her bright blue hair was up in pigtails with clips that read "Punk" and "Rock". Her long bangs were swept to one side. Her deep blue eyes were made up with black eyeliner and steel-blue eyeshadow that reached up to her eyebrows. She wore a tight white halter top that stopped just below her bust, showing off her tight abs and toned back. It had a U-shaped neckline that flattered her modest breasts. A pair of white bands wrapped around her upper arms. A white leather belt sat low around her waist to hold in place her blue, white and black plaid pleated skirt that was just long enough to cover her butt. Her thighs were clad with transparent tights that had very fine white fishnets. Her usual heavily worn black knee pads were in place, and stopping just short of them were bright blue kick pads that hugged her calves, provided some extra protection for her shins, and secured themselves wrapping around her black and electric blue sneakers. Her black fingerless leather gloves meant business, and the red cloth tied around the middle of her right thigh was the finishing touch.

She had no idea who her opponent was. She didn't care. By the looks of it she didn't know her anyway, some green-haired dufus. Probably another newbie. So much for Lukretia "stepping up zhe competition". She slid easily into the ring and leaped up onto the middle turnbuckle. She leaned way out over the ropes, striking another couple poses for the crowd.

Once she hopped down, she gave the crowd a wave, soaking up their affection, and then turned to look at her opponent up close for the first time. Was that... Adrian?

She froze in place for a second while the realization hit her. Instantly her cheeks reddened. Adrian had gone behind her back and booked this match even though they had agreed not to. Taylor knew she could trust a word Adrian had said. She couldn't help but feel betrayed and insulted. So much for their little truce, if Adrian wanted a shot at Taylor she had it, and Taylor was going to make her regret every second of it.

She stormed up to Adrian and got right up in her face, pushing her forehead against hers. She fumed. Her hands shook as the adrenaline that always accompanied a fight hit her. She glared intensely at Adrian, refusing to break eye contact even for a second. She was going to break her. She was going to make her cry.

"You're mine." She growled as the ref-girl stepped in to try to gently separate them so the match could start properly.

Adrian sat in one of the corners as her opponent bounced out from the back, kinda like she normally did only with a lot of cheers instead of the chorus of boos the cosplayer usually received. Whoever she was, she seemed to be well known and that usually meant she was probably good, or willingly showed her boobs to the crowd on occasion. With the way she was acting and dressed, skirt just long enough, loving to play with the crowd, the cosplayer wasn't quite sure but something about her seemed familiar...

Blue hair...

Blue eyes...

"Taylor?" Adrian thought out loud as she stepped up onto the second rope, she was fighting Taylor? I thought we had a truce? Adrian thought, Lukretia had made a mention of this being a match someone had in a way asked for and now she was fighting her on again, off again rival in an I quit match. What the hell? she thought as Taylor turned around to face her. Her rival's expression quickly turning to one of anger when she took a look at Adrian.

So she's angry at me... and the match was asked for by someone kinda... Adrian worked out, trying to piece the puzzle together but when Taylor pressed her forehead against her own, she quickly came to a realization. Traitor. She thought as Taylor growled at her. She still wanted a piece of the cosplayer because she couldn't deal with the fact that Adrian might have come off a bit better in their last exchange by virtue of not having brains on the floor. Well, if she wanted a piece of her than she was going to give Taylor more than she could ever handle. Taylor was going down hard.

While the ref did her best to try and break up the two, the lights dimmed and [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X00h1LR4RWg:6rrmp977]"Hellraiser"[/url:6rrmp977] Began to play. Out from the backstage area came Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt, general manager of Friction. She strolled down the ramp in a sleek black dress and reveled in the boos that rained down upon her. When she got to apron, she stepped up the steel steps and slid gracefully into the ring. "Now, now." She spoke in deeply amused tone. "Vhy don't ze two of you save your strength until after ze bell rings."

Lukretia then stepped towards the two and looked specifically at Taylor. "I hope zis competition is more to your liking, meine frau." She said with a soft chuckle.

Lukretia then turned towards Adrian. "I vanted to give you someone who vould be quite difficult to make surrender in ze 'I quit' match I spoke to you of. Is she satisfactory?"

Lukretia then nodded to the ref. "Ze stipulations are as noted." Lukretia then lifted up her microphone. "Ladies und gnetlemen. For you pleasure, tonight's main even vill be un I Quit match between Adrian Kytes und Taylor Parker!"

The crowed cheered despite the words coming from Lukretia's lips, they were eager to see the two competitors mead it out in the ring. Lukretia then turned and looked at the two of them. "It seems ze two of you know each other? Vat a vunderbar coincidence!" Lukretia then laughed as she stepped out of the ring.

Adrian tried to look past Taylor to find out what was causing the annoying techno music to start, even if it meant being forced back slightly in the forehead duel before the ref finally got the two apart. Looking out her face became a pale shade of it's former self as Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt walked out to make the moment perfect.

"Oh... hey bosslady." She said nervously, thankfully the GM didn't seem to hear her frankly pathetic voice and was busy talking to Taylor. "Competition to your liking?" she mumbled, it was as though maybe Taylor didn't know who she was facing before stepping out. So why did she snap so quickly and go into "kill the otaku" mode?

Then she addressed Adrian as the green haired cosplayer stiffened. Great, now it was official, definitely an I quit match and not just her messing with her. Even if Taylor didn't go behind her back, she'd still have to damn near kill her in order to win, and it seemed the Blue haired one was probably thinking the same. Remember the gym, she thought to herself, remember how she laughed at you, how she couldn't stop insulting and mocking you, she thought, trying to shake off the shivers from being near the German, the second the bell rung she'd try and swing her forearm into Taylor's head. She needed the initiative. This match would probably be brutal but she needed the practice. If she couldn't beat Taylor she had no buisness declaring war on one of the scariest individuals in AFW.

Taylor shoved Adrian off and turned to face Lukretia instead. She pointed a finger and shouted angrily at Lukretia "You did this on purpose!" It was hard to contain herself, she wanted so badly to start beating the hell out of Adrian and Lukretia, and the ref is she was unlucky.

"What competition?!" She ranted, exasperated. "This would only be competition if we were being judged on our costumes, and I'd STILL win! And what the hell is an 'I Quit' match?" She turned and screamed at Adrian. "IT'S NOT HALLOWEE--Ungh!"

Taylor, not paying attention to Adrian, turned just in time to catch a forearm to the face. It knocked her back a step, caught her off guard, but she wasn't going to stand there and take this crap from some little girl playing dress-up. She fired back with a forearm of her own, reaching behind Adrian's head with her other hand to pull her into it.

"Huh!" Adrian guestured as her head was grabbed before Taylor returned the favour of the earlier cheap shot, sending the cosplayer staggering back a bit, but now she was angry. After all this, pretty much being told that it wasn't her fault Taylor was just going to stand there and insult her forever.

"Screw you! You couldn't win anything unless you bribed the judges or the ref!" She shouted back charging in for what would probably look like a punch but Adrian set her sight a little lower, looking to stomp on Taylor's toes to get her off balance and deal some damage to her foot in case she decided to work over that area later. Then she'd punch Taylor in her stupid face rage continually building up.

When Adrian charged in, Taylor was already loading up for her next move. She jumped straight up in the air and kicked both feet out at Adrian's chest to intercept her before she got close enough to do whatever it was that she was going to do.

"When have I ever cheated? At anything?" She wanted to scream at Adrian and tell her how much she couldn't stand her, but she had to focus. She couldn't let her distaste for her spoil her performance in the ring. This was a big deal. She couldn't lose this one. It would be a long night if she lost, certainly Adrian wasn't going to let her off easy, just like how Taylor didn't intend on doing Adrian any favors.

It was going to feel sooo good to unload on her.

Adrian's plans were already being foiled at this early stage, instead of managing to do something all she got was dropkicked in the chest, sending her back first onto the mat. "Dammit..." she hissed as she rolled away, trying to get herself up to get back at Taylor, not trying to do anything complicated, just kick her in the gut then smashe her elbow down on the back of the blue haired opponent's face. "When was the last time you won anything without your fat friend? Huh?" She snapped back, too angry to realize just how many faux pas she made in that last statement

Taylor bounced back to her feet and immediately went after Adrian, hoping to get to her before she could get back up. She didn't. Adrian was on her feet, and before Taylor could adapt she was doubled over by a swift kick to the gut. And then dropped to her knees by an elbow to her back that made her wince and arch painfully.

"Rrrrr!" She drove herself forward into Adrian, wrapping her arms around her legs and planting her shoulder in her stomach. "When was the last time you did anything without your fat, stupid girlfriend, or your skinny pornstar girlfriend!" She screamed back.