TLC Match! Jessica Easter vs Heather Sunderland

Tables, Ladders & Chairs match
No-disqualification rules, wrestlers can wear standard attire and tables, ladders & chairs will sit all around as well as extras beneath the ring itself.
Win via grabbing and removing object from chain which has been previously lowered from above before match starts.

It was showtime in the arena as the lights went up to reveal the ring to the cheers and cries of the crowd. The announcer in the middle flapping his paper and testing his microphone. The screen going dark and awaiting the next superstar to make their way to the ring. Tension in the air as the next match on the busy AFW Friction card was only moments away.

Ladies and gentlemen, the next match will be a Tables, Ladders aaaaaaand Chaaairs maaaatch! growled the announcer to the delight of the crowd and after looking pretty pleased with such a reaction he adjusted his collar and looked to the ramp.

Waiting back stage, Jess adjusted her kit one last time and looked to her cue. This was going to be her night she thought and nobody was going to spoil it. She wanted to win in the AFW and win big regardless of the match. This was her time.

Suddenly the drumbeat and thundering bassline of Hard-Fi's [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ch6qy0qdifc:d352makb]Hard to Beat[/url:d352makb] filled the air before a blonde girl in her early twenties wearing a skintight white tank top with a red V on emblazoned on the front (a nod to her native St Helens) and red tracksuit bottoms stepped out onto the platform from behind the mighty AFW Friction logo.

And our first superstar, from St Helens, England! Weighing in at 127 pounds and featuring in her first AFW Friction match up! Jessicaaaaaa Eaaasterrrrrrrr!

Nodding and blowing a kiss to the camera, she sprinted forward and did a split jump just as the ramp descended combined with some loud banger pyro to her left and right which got the crowd going. Jess had waited almost a year to get her first match in the AFW and now this was her chance which she was eager to snap up! Landing on her feet gracefully she ran down to the ring and headed for the right hand turnbuckle, leaping up to the second to top ropes and punching the air with a yell of triumph at her arrival in the AFW "BLOODY 'AVE IT!" She cried before jumping down into the squared circle itself.

"C'mon" she mumbled to herself through gritted teeth as she bounced on her feet slightly. Adrenaline getting the better of her somewhat as she stared down the ramp waiting for her opponent.

Hearing that someone wanted to take her on in a TLC match, Heather was more than happy to oblige. The TLC match has always been Heather's favorite type of match and there was no hesitation in her accepting this one. The only thing that disappointed her just a little was that she would be going against someone new instead of a big name to show her dominance in these types of matched. However, that disappointment would go away quickly as she just hoped that the girl she was going to face would end up being well worth it.



Getting herself ready, Heather would slide her fishnet top over her top, the rest of her attire all set and ready as she would nod her head, grinning to herself in the mirror. Letting out a long sigh, Heather would exit the locker rooms, heading down the hallways to the curtain area. She would nod her head to one of the crew members who would give her a thumbs up. This area was always nerve raking for Heather, especially now when she took the time to think of being in a TLC match. She had alot to live up to, and she was planning not to disappoint anyone out there.

Finally, [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ArhDjvYSSTk:1towesqd]Heather's Theme[/url:1towesqd] would start to play over the speakers, the lights turning a dark blue as she would step out onto the stage area, surrounded by the green laser lights that were shooting out of the entrance. She would grin widely as she would be met with quite the positive reaction, making her way down the ring. Heather would look around. A table set up on either side of the ring to the right and left of the entrance, each table with 2 chairs on it, the rest of the security wall having tables leaned up against it. There was one ladder each in front of those two tables and the big ladder on the ramp. Grinning and nodding her head, Heather would run under the ladder on the ramp before sliding into the ring under the bottom rope.

Standing up, she would stretch out her legs a bit before looking over at Jessica. She would cross her arms before stepping up to her. "You have some guts stepping in the ring against me in a TLC match. I'll give you that much before we even start. I don't usually do this, but here." Heather would say, extending her hand to the girl. "A little formality before I kick your ass." She would say with a grin on her face.

Jess watched Heather with a mixture of excitement and tense anticipation. The tables, ladders and chairs all around providing the perfect backdrop to Ms Sunderland's entrance as the two came face to face and the crowd went wild. Jess had stepped forward to meet Heather and they had almost clashed foreheads they were both that eager to size one another up at close quarters. Their breasts did collide and press together however which brought wild whistles and jeers.

The two stepped back as Heather extended her hand. Jess looked at it with a tilted head as she regarded her opponent once more. "I'm only in this ring because I know I can win this. Even against you, and fuck me, you are good at this." She struck out her hand and grabbed hers in a firm handshake before (if Heather lets her) letting go to step backwards to her corner "you better be ready, 'cause a whole load of shite is coming your way!"

Just as she said that the lights went dim apart from one pointing at the ceiling revealing a chain lowering down revealing a steel suitcase. The announcers voice boomed throughout the arena.

"Tonights prize held inside a steel suitcase is a limousine, dinner at one of Ginza's finest Michelin star resturants and a night at the Ritz Carlton's presidential suite! The winner must remove the suitcase from! The! Chaaaaaaaaaaaaain!"

Jess raised her eyebrows and shrugged nonchalantly. "Alright I guess...eh?"

As Jess would approach Heather just as she walked up to the girl, she would feel her press her breasts against her, causing her to let out a little surprised sound before she would quickly readjust herself, though unable to hide the slight blush that had appeared on her face. The crowd's whistles and jeers weren't really helping the situation.

When Heather said what she did, holding out her hand, she would hear Jessica's words. "Is that right? Well it's a good thing that you're confident, at least you will have that going for you." Heather would say before the girl would take her hand and shake it. Heather would grin, nodding her head with the handshake, backing up into her own corner before Jess said what she did. "Right back at you. I'm not going to hold back just because you're new, that's for sure."

As Heather heard the announcement of what was being held above their heads in the ring she would nod her head. "Huh..wow..Never expected AFW would go through the expenses for something like that." Heather would let out, quite impressed at the prize. "Pretty damn good." She would say, bringing her hands up before the bell would ring. She would approach Jess with her hands up, calling for a lockup.

Jess giggled a little and gave Heather a cute wink as she bit her lower lip a little as she backed off. She hadn't meant to clash boobage with her opponent but it just happened as the pair were so eager to get in each others faces early on before the match got started and while Jess didn't go out of her way to get into mind games, she did enjoy getting a rise out of her opponents now and again with a little teasing. But now was the time for action and as the bell rung she came out of her corner quickly and moved to tie up, grunting a little as she felt the more powerful Heather push against the Brit. This wasn't going to be easy and the last thing she needed was to get bogged down against a heavier opponent who also liked high flying as well as hardcore submission play.

"Sure sure, I guess its a good prize so I'll tell you what; I'll take you to dinner when I win!" as she moved immediately to try and strike out by pushing back out of the tie up and aim for a couple of quick snap kicks to Heather's left thigh before hopefully jumping back out of range and watching her opponent carefully as she did so.

Seeing Jess's little wink after her giggle, Heather would click her tongue. She would try to shake off that small one up Jess got on her right there just from that. The thing that started it was unintentional, but she still was smart enough to act and react to it and that frustrated Heather a little. However it was no matter, she was sure she wouldn't have to worry about things like that for the rest of the match. This was a TLC match, in Heather's mind she was sure there would be no room for that sort of stuff..though Natasha did prove her wrong in that area in their ladder match, but this was someone else.

Getting her in the lockup, Heather would grin a little as she heart Jess's grunts, thinking that she had the upperhand. "Is that right? How kind of you, but I'll be taking the win tonight." She would say in response before the girl would suddenly push back and kick her a couple times in her thigh, causing her to let out a couple little yelps, bending to her side to rub her thigh before the girl would jump back. Heather would shake her head, clicking her tongue again before charging to the girl, attempting to use her speed to surprise her and leap up and try for an enziguri.

Jess leapt backwards with a satisfied smirk on her face as she served notice on Heather on how she wanted to run the match. Hands up as she grinned, "rubbing won't help!" She teased but the time for gloating was over as suddenly Heather was all over her quicker than Tommy over Mad Dog in the film Warrior causing the Brit to gasp in surprise as Heather's right leg came up and swung for the enziguri!

Bringing her arms up and trying to move, she grunted loudly as the foot clattered into her head and neck area and the blow was hard. Very hard. Despite her attempted block the kick pushed her to Heather's side and off balance, trying to backpedal quickly out of range on one hopping foot she grit her teeth and tried to steady her head which still felt like a rattling tin can that had just been booted into a wall. It was one thing trying to compete against someone bigger and slower than you but something completely else fighting someone bigger who is just as fast as you!