Strike Master Quarter Finals: Heather Vs. Adrian

Standard match:
Rules and Victory conditions: Victory can only be attained by K.O or three count pin.


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Compared to her normal entrance, where she often swaggered about and always had time to rip up a sign: for the Strike Master Tournament Adrian's entrance was a lot simpler. No Pyro, no belts, just her charging to the ring to [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKAWlZGe18M:30udh6r2]Megaman 3 music[/url:30udh6r2] ready to get this started.

This was probably her best chance at getting people to take her seriously before her Last Woman Standing match with Natasha, if she could just avoid cheating or basically goofing around long enough to get past the first round, then it should help her reputation a bit, she just had to try and not let things get to her. Fortunatley, she reckoned that she'd probably got an easy draw in the grand scheme of things.

She liked Heather, and she had competed for the big title but lately... well she was more in line for that creampuff championship people talked about. When she teamed with her she spent pretty much all of the match having to bail her out of problems and in singles: someone merely touching her boobs could cost the purple haired high-flyer the match. Not that Adrian was going to, no, she wanted to fight fair and square, and not touch anything hentai with a 30 foot pole. It was just... a bit difficult to think of this as a major challenge against a high level competitor for someone who had fought for the big prize.

Here Heather was in a tournament that just seemed to suit her style. She was one of the entries that classified herself as an Aerial Ace. She was fully prepared to go out there and show everyone exactly why she calls herself the best high flyer in all of AFW. She was ready to show all the idiots that have been doubting her this whole time that they need to wake up and see exactly how great she really is.

Heather was quite sick of how people ignored and denied her success, being undefeated in cell matches, having over 20 victories most of them over top tier girls, fighting to a draw in the main event of AFW's main PPV, it all totally outweighed what people thought of her hentai experience, and Heather was about to show everyone once again that fact in this tournament. This first round was something she just couldn't lose. She knew if she won this one, she could possibly head to the next and fight against Tsukiko, and she owed her an ass kicking.

Finishing putting on her usual match attire, Heather would head out to the curtain area, the lights turning a dark blue in the arena as she was given the signal. [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmP1cofsV-s:3hv36zgu]Her Music[/url:3hv36zgu] would begin to play as smoke filled the stage. She would crawl out, bathed in smoke and green laser lights as the green glow paint would illuminate on her face and down her left arm. She crawled down to about mid-ramp before standing up, raising her hands in the air, causing pyro to shoot out from the entrance. She would run down the rest of the ramp, sliding in and going to the middle rope, raising her hand up, earning pyro shooting down to the ring from the ceiling.

Heather would jump off the rope, turning to Adrian as the lights would turn back to normal, revealing the paint on her face to be transparent. She sighed a little, a slightly worried look on her face as she stepped over to Adrian. "I wish you weren't my first round fight. I know how much you're trying to get yourself back up after..what Natasha did..which I'm sorry about." Heather let out, feeling a little bad of her lover's actions. "But I'm sorry Adrian. There's no way in hell I'm going to lose the very first round of this tournament...Can we just agree on no outside interference?" Heather let out, holding out her hand for a shake. "I'm sure even with me saying that, this will be a great match."

Heather's entrance was certainly one to establish her as a big thing, maybe Adrian was thinking about this the wrong way: yes she'd folded against a lot of hentai attacks before. But take those out of the equation (as she wouldn't sit on anyone's face) and what were you left with? Undefeated in hell in the cell matches, double Adrian's amount of victories. She was the first one to actually beat the person who put her on the shelf: albeit with a match type that favoured her, that still put her in a league above Adrian's current standing.

"Don't mention it." Adrian said, trying to get into game mode "No seriously. Don't." She added, a bit more harshly: what happened to her against Natasha was still a bit of a sore spot "And there's no way I'm coming back just to lose to you," she retorted back, as serious as she'd ever been: there was no fumes of rage, no insane mutterings, just pure focus, at least for now. "No outside interference, no hentai stuff. Agreed?" She asked, adding to Heather's offer, Rebecca wasn't even in the building so she didn't have to worry about that, and she doubted Natasha would bother showing her face here, after all: it wouldn't be the focus. "Let's do this!" She shouted, backing off after the handshake and starting to circle around the ring, clapping her hands together in rhythm to try and get herself pumped up for what should be a fast and furious match-up. Although Heather was notorious for her high-flying, Adrian was no slouch in that department either

"Right...sorry I brought that up..wasn't thinking."Heather responded to Adrian's first words back to her, realizing it may not have been the smartest thing to bring that back up to Adrian, she wasn't looking to get her riled up any more than necessary. "..you say that, but I'm not about to lose in the first round of a tournament that showcases my styles. No way in hell. "

"No hentai stuff? L-like hell I'd do any of that anyways! I-I only do it to people who do it to me!" She responded, gritting her teeth a bit before sighing out. "Alright..deal." She let out, nodding her head before getting herself ready after the handshake.

As soon as the bell rang, Heather would kick off from where she waz standing. She'd run towards Adrian, trying to telegraph a leaping move like she'd usually do before dropping down at the last minute, trying to slam her with a hard dropkick to her knees.

"Eeep!" Adrian squeaked when Heather charged straight at her, thinking she was going straight for her head to get started on stunning the former cosplayer long enough to keep her down while the purple haired contender jumped around and off things. Not wanting to be seeing stars, she quickly side-stepped the charge only to see her launch a dropkick low.

That made a lot more sense, she was coming off a leg injury and in a fight that will primarrilly be known as the jumps and kicks tournement round one, going for the legs was a smart strategy. But fortunately for Adrian, her cowardice surrounding returning to the ring when she'd like to be a 100% to fight natasha and that required her to NOT get knocked the fuck out, had got her out of dodge before it was known what Heather went for, allowing her to pretty much dive straight back in the fight: throwing forearms on Heather's back as she tried to pick herself back up from the missed dropkick.

Heather clicked her tongue as Adrian sidestepped her move. It didn't matter if she went high or low, Adrian dodged completely making it so Heather would have missed either way. She grit her teeth, shaking her head as she went to quickly get back to her feet from the move, however it was clear that Adrian wasn't going to give her that room.

"Gugh!!" Heather let out as those forearm smashed into her back, sending her flat on her front. She would try to push and roll herself away, but those forearms would cause a little delay in her movements.

Adrian tried to stay on top of Heather, getting in as many shots as she could while the initiative was on her side. Dodging to the side of initial charges instead of waiting to figure out what was being done was a habit she'd picked up early in her career when she was often fast but not skilled or strong enough to counter properly, and even though she'd progressed leaps and bounds since them old habits die hard, especially when they're based off of survival. It might be a waste of energy to sprint to the side but it was better than taking an early lariat and waking up 4 days later.

Still, Heather seemed to be determined to get away from Adrian's counter assault, she'd have to get back up sooner or later or Adrian would just tire herself out throwing forearms, maybe it was best to try and pull her up: a direction she probably wanted to go, help her back to her feet but keep her against the ropes so she couldn't just roll out of the ring, that was one thing she'd like to avoid: a battle on the outside, on hard concrete. Win or lose, this was only the first round.

As Heather tried to get herself away from Adrian, trying to either get some distance in the ring or even push herself all t he way to the outside. Unfortunately for her though, Adrian would stay on her, grabbing her and helping her to her feet before putting her against the ropes. She would click her tongue a little, shaking her head as she looked at Adrian.

"Tch Let go" Heather let out, trying to throw her fist forward to Adrian, trying to slam it into her gut as hard as she could.

"Stop clicking your tongue. Do you have any idea how annoying that sounds?" Adrian hissed in exasperation, trying to keep her control over Heather up before getting punched in the gut "Ugh!" she grunted, staggering back away. Trading body blows wasn't probably the best idea, still: she probably got more shots in if they returned to the start, so.... yay?