[Pendant Match] Standard: Captains Battel! Adrian Vs. Angel

The cosplayer's fangs had bought her escape at a cost, as the cosplayer rolled out of the now open vice spluttering "ugh... I think I swallowed spray-on tan..." Adrian groaned as she brought her hand to her mouth while pulling up, looking like she was gonna hurl there and then but trying to get the taste of Angel's thigh out of her mouth was only part of her point. Slipping a small capsule into her mouth, she grabbed the top rope and held on, really looking a sorry state.

Angel rolled to the side away from Adrian, rubbing her thigh as she got back up to her feet. She rolled her eyes at Adrian, shaking her head.

"Spray-on tan? Chica, this is all natural..."

With those words, seeing Adrian in such an open position, the Latina suddenly lunged towards her, throwing her arm straight out as she raced towards the cosplayer. She hoped to smash her with a stiff clothesline, and send her right back out of the ring!

"Well then... I swallowed- eep!" Adrian let out as Angel came hurtling towards her with the intention to just blast the cosplayer out of the ring. Thinking fast, she ducked out of the way, waited for Angel to turn around before blasting her with a face full of green mist.

Angel completely whiffed on her clothesline, missing Adrian completely. She hit the ropes as the cosplayer dodged out of the way, leaning against them for a moment before turning back to face the brunette.

The moment she did though, Adrian released her vile mist. The next thing the Latina knew, her face was covered in the gunk, her eyes blinded by the spray. With a cry of shock and surprise Angel reached up, trying to wipe her vision clear as she staggered forward, mentally berating herself for falling for such a cheap, cheating tactic.

"My mistake, it was mist. Ahahaha!" Adrian cackled, as the Latina stumbled about in front of her. It was time to get the Purple Chocobo's first points on the board, and to do it with style: fuck fair play, this was about the title. She was going to win no matter what.

Kicking Angel in the gut she tried to get the green-faced woman's head down inbetween her thighs and wrap her arms around her waist, "Ban..." she whispered to herself, trying to psyche herself up before jumping up and over, rotating both her and Angel into a sunset flip piledriver "...KAI!"

The moment Angel finally managed to clear the gunk from her eyes, Adrian's kick landed in her gut, forcing the Latina to double over forwards. The next moment, she could feel Adrian grabbing her head, forcing it in between the cosplayer's thighs.

"H-hey!" Angel cried out, her voice muffled by Adrian's legs. She grasped at the girl, still pissed about what was happening. Before she could do anything though, Adrian leapt up, flipping her into the sunset flip piledriver.

BAM! Angel's head smashed right into the mat with a loud noise, her body shuddering as the impact rushed through her. The Latina's entire body slumped down to the mat before Adrian, lying there still and unmoving, aside from a slight, soft groan passing through Angel's lips.

"...yeesssss!" Adrian hissed as she landed on her ass, her sunset flip piledriver executed perfectly. The cosplayer could practically taste her victory as she scrambled for a cover: it hadn't been easy, it needed nearly every trick in the book and a few in the additional rulebreaker's supplements that were released later but it looked like Angel was down for the count. The referee reluctantly starting the pin count at "One!"

Angel lied there as Adrian covered her for the pin, letting out a groan as the cosplayer picked up the first count. She was stunned, not so much by the piledriver as she was the utter fact that she had let the girl pull off such a cheap trick on her.

The referee's hand hit the mat again, going for the second count. "Two!"

"Three!" The referee finally called, a scowl on her face as she held Adrian's hand up as the winner while the cosplayer beamed so brightly even the cheap seats could see her grin.

"Yessssssss!" She shouted, just sitting up from her position but not letting her exhaustion dampen her enthusiasm. It wasn't a clean win by anyone's definition but it was a win, her first win in quite a while and against one of the best AFW had to offer. Who cared how badly she had cheated, she was just using her greatest asset to overcome adversity like everyone else and now she was going to live it up. "YESSSSS!"

Rolling out the ring to stagger on the outside she couldn't help but laugh at those booing her, "Suck it shit-havers!" she called out in broken Japanese before heading back up the ramp, not even sparing a look at Angel: it was all for Kytes right now, she could try and duck out of horrible horrible revenge later. "NEXT! A! F! W! CHAMPION! AHAHAHAA!"

When Adrian slipped out of the ring, Angel jumped up to her feet, still in shock. Her face was clearly unhappy.

She ran to the ropes, leaning against them and calling out after Adrian as the cosplayer ran off. "Hey chica!" She yelled, loud enough to make sure she could hear. "Guess you couldn't beat me fairly, huh? Didn't think you'd be able to fight me without cheating!"

She then slipped from the ring herself, clearly unhappy with the match results, and began to head up the ramp to make her own exit.