SS '12: Jamie vs Zipporah, Hole in the Bucket match

Hole in the Bucket match
Participants: [url=http://afwrpg.informe.com/forum/friction-roster-f10/jamie-valentine-t4517.html:2kdouqx6]Jamie Valentine[/url:2kdouqx6] vs [url=http://afwrpg.informe.com/forum/friction-roster-f10/zipporah-amos-boudreaux-t6029.html:2kdouqx6]Zipporah Amos Boudreaux[/url:2kdouqx6]
Location: Wrestling mats laid out to the standard size of a normal ring with a hose in the center and two sinks on either edge
Match takes place outside at the beach
Props: Two porcelain "sink" basins painted red/blue respectively with a ring at the 2 gallon level
One garden hose mounted in place in the center of the ring pointing orthogonal to the basins (so that excess water pours off the mats into the sand)
One 2 quart stainless steel bucket with 1 cm hole drilled in the bottom
Attire: Normal and/or swimwear
Rules: Fill the basins of your color up to the line to win. Wrestlers are not allowed to (intentionally) empty the basins.
Wrestlers are not allowed to fill the basins using hats.

Jamie was not thrilled.

She padded out across the sand on bare feet to the mats where the two basins were set up, one at each end. She warily eyed the hose in the middle and the water pouring out of it and across the mats, and she scowled at the cameras as she tried wiping her feet on the mat to get the sand off. When that didn't work she pawed fitfully at the sole of each foot until she was somewhat free of the hateful stuff. She hated having sand anywhere on her body. It got everywhere. That's one reason why she wasn't taking chances with her attire. The other reason was that she absolutely hated water.

Her blond hair was tucked up in a messy bun on the back of her head while her bangs hung loose around her face. She was dressed in a dark gray, sleeveless, short-legged wetsuit, and wore matching gloves for grip and a hemp anklet just because. She squinted at the hose in the middle of the mats, and the bucket, and the basins, and tried to piece together what exactly she was supposed to do.

"Aw, maaan!" She whined aloud to herself. She pouted on her end of the mats while she waited for whatever idiot opponent she had to deal with to show up.

Zipporah was thrilled... Yet Confused at the same time.

From across the sandy beach, Cousin Zippy stepped out towards the ring mat area, wearing a two piece bikini with blue and white stripes, being greeted by the people in attendance with calm golf claps seeing as they had no idea who she was. Granted, this was her 2nd match in AFW, Zippy had no idea that it was 'important' seeing as she didn't understand the concept of a Pay-Per-View. Granted no one had really explained to her what it was yet.

Still, with an eager child-like grin, Zipporah wandered about until she spotted her opponent and waved at her eagerly while bouncing on her tip-toes. "Hiii!!" She called out happily to Jamie before she stepped out onto the mats, plopping down on her tush in front of the girl and lifting up her army helmet to get a better look at her before she set the thing outside and turned back towards Jamie, immediately noticing the hose.

"Oooh! Free Drink!" Beamed Zippy with wide eyed gaze before she crawled over to the hose in the center, opening her mouth and dropping her tongue down to take a drink from the hose.

Jamie narrowed her eyes while she watched her goofy little opponent make her grand entrance. Very suspicious, this girl was. Suspicious and stupid. Stupid looking, at least, and probably stupid in the head too.

"Shut up, stupid! You better get rid of that stupid idiot hat!" She snapped back at her. The spritely little girl went on about her business, and Jamie narrowed her eyes even narrower, until Zip started drinking from the hose. Then they were wide.

"Oh. My. God." She said in disbelief. "Aw, man! I have to fight an actual retard?! Aren't there laws about that? Aren't they like... endanger...ment...ed." She fidgeted. "HEY STUPID! Stop that, you idiot, that's totally disgusting!"

Jamie wasn't sure if they were waiting for a signal to start the match, but it was better safe than sorry. While Zippy was busy at the hose, Jamie ran to her and kicked her foot straight out at the back of the littler girl's head. That'd teach her.