Ms. Spencer vs. Jackpot

The arena was filled with wild and crazy fans as they awaited for the next match to begin. In this one, it will be a rookie pitted against a veteran. It will definitely be a real test of their skills as the battle will unfold.

Suddenly, there came three green lights at the beginning of the walkway: one left, the second right, and the last one at the entrance where a shadow of a female stood as in a folk dance position. The song, “Foggy Dew” by The Young Dubliners, started to play and the girl started stomping her foot on the floor in beat on the first half of the first verse. On the second half, she would start walking forward while keeping her stomps in tempo with the beat, and as soon as the music stops for a moment, the green spotlight would shine on a red-headed girl wearing a leprechaunâ€s outfit and tipping her hat. With a wink, the drum started to roll and the music began again so she can start Irish stepping.

She was quite fast and on point in her steps and many who saw her was amazed. She would do a couple of flips in her dancing and she was able to keep on point to keep the onlookers pumped up. As soon as it was getting close to the end, she would get close, jump in front of the ropes, and use only her feet to quickly climb up and do one more back flip into the ring. As soon as the last note was strung, a flash of green lights showed around the stadium as the girl spun in a few circles before doing her ending pose of tipping her hat once more.

Soon after the green-clad redhead finished her entrance, Miss Muriel Spencer appeared atop the ramp, her own [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YHrXXTZCmhk:31am6c75]energetic, fast paced entrance music[/url:31am6c75] blaring over the speaker's of the arena. She wore her glasses as usual, as well as a small, confident smile on her face. Her career had been on an upswing lately; she had fought in two matches recently, a handicapped match that she had handily won, and a themed 'schoolgirl versus teacher' match that although she had lost, she had a lot of fun doing. In fact, it seemed tonight that she was still trying to play up her 'stern teacher' character just as she had in the schoolgirl versus teacher match. In one hand, she held the same ruler she had brought down to the ring when she fought Chiguusa, slowly tapping it against the palm of her open hand. She stood there, at the top of the entrance ramp, for what seemed like several long moment, posing for the crowd and soaking up their cheers, then the blonde teacher began to make her way towards the ring.

She watched her opponent carefully as she came down the ramp, eyeing her up and down, looking her over. She looked fairly tall, but kind of skinny. It seemed to Miss Spencer that the girl would be pretty light, obviously somewhat speedy. She would have to remain on her guard for that, she made a mental note to remember. Eventually she reached the ring, gesturing for an official to hand her a microphone as she climbed up the steel steps and bent down, passing through the ropes into the ring proper. She stepped towards the center of the ring, raising the microphone to her lips, letting her music and the cheers of the crowd die down before she began to speak, asking her opponent a single, simple question, her voice sounding stern and hard.

"And what, pray tell, is your name, young miss?"

Jackpot would match Ms. Spencer as she walked down the ramp in her school teacher's outfit with a fighting mix to it. She glanced at the ruler in the teacher's hand, knowing that she was no ordinary kind of school teacher, for she surely would bring some harsh "consequences" on her opponents. Jackpot would continue watching her new opponent none the less, for she always loved a good challenge. Her eyes then looked a little surprised when Ms. Spencer got a microphone to speak to her, was she supposed to get one too? Gesturing an official to get a mic also, the Irish girl would raise it up and replied, "I'm Jackpot, pleasure to meet you. And who, pray tell, may yeh be?"

Spencer's face remained stern, but on the inside she was greatly curious as her eyes traced over Jackpot. Her outfit was quite interesting. The teacher assumed the girl was Irish just from that, and when the girl responded to her, her guess was proven true by the accent.

She waited a moment afterJackpot finished speaking, then cleared her throat, lifting her own microphone back up to her lips to respond. "The name, is Muriel Spencer. The pleasure is all mine, young miss, but you will refer respectfully to me as Miss Spencer, understand?"

It was hard for Jackpot to tell if Miss Spencer was a nice person or not, but the Irish girl would reply, "Understood, Miss Spencer. So are yeh ready for our match? I'm new here to the league, but I heard a lot about yeh. You may be a school teacher, but from what I heard, yer tough as nails scratching on the blackboard and you strike harder than that ruler of yers. Well just to let yeh know, I'm a tough lass meself so I'm not backing down that easily." She would crack her knuckles and her neck to show how eager she was for the fight.

Spencer couldn't help but smile, both at Jackpot's eagerness and her accent. She found it to be quite cute. Again her microphone raised to her lips, as she replied to the girl.

"I wouldn't want you to back down, miss. Not in the slightest."

With those words, she turned from the girl, handing her microphone to the ref, along with her glasses and her ruler, the ref turning to the ropes to pass them to a ringside official. The teacher stepped towards her corner, feeling eager to begin this match as she turned outwards, watching Jackpot as she waited for the bell to ring to start the match.

"Nor I you." replied Jackpot before handing the mic back to the ref. As she got to her corner, she began to stretch out her arms a little before resting against the turnbuckle. From there, she would stretch out her legs and body so she can feel more relaxed for the match. Ms. Spencer will definitely be a tough competitor and the Irish girl can only hope that she can withstand this teacher so she'll be able to make the grade in her book.

The bell finally rang, and Miss Spencer stepped forward again, towards the center of the ring, raising her arms defensively as she awaited Jackpot to do the same.

As the bell rang, Jackpot would go forwards to the center of the ring to meet up with Miss Spencer. She too would raise her arms and motion her hands to invite her for a test of strength. She was interested to see how her strength fares against hers.

Miss Spencer watched Jackpot closely as the girl stepped forward, and when the redhead raised her arms for the lockup, the teacher was more than willing to do the same. Up came the buxom blonde's hands, meeting Jackpot's carefully, her fingers slipping between the girl's, entwining carefully with her own. Then, Spencer simply began to push against Jackpot, vying to see which of them would come out on top in this test of strength. The girl was smaller than Spencer, lighter, but the teacher knew better than to discount her simply because of this fact.

Jackpot, though, would find that Miss Spencer had more than a fair bit of strength behind her arms, as the teacher pushed in, leaning towards her with the grapple.