Bunnygirls Clash! [Bunny Bomber v Ariadne]

Standard Match
Win by Pinfall, Submission or KO

Arriving early to the show, Arianne was understandably just a bit nervous. She stuck out, from height if nothing else; she wasn't hitting doorframes or anything, but in the locker room it was noticeable, and she decided to keep her casual clothes on over her wrestling attire purely to attract less attention. At least, she could stay that way before her debut match, where she'd be put out there in front of countless people in the live audience, and broadcast to many more times that number of viewers, all wearing a purple bunnygirl outfit that clung to every curve and carved, bulging muscle. It was indulgent and even arrogant, in a way, to show herself off like that, but she wasn't worried about that, not even a little bit. She knew she would do okay up there...

Except for the performance anxiety, of course. She just couldn't shake it fully, waiting in the locker room, trying to get as much peace as possible and staying away from other performers to psyche herself up, listening to the ambient roar of the crowds as the show went on. This time didn't last forever, though, and soon enough an assistant told her to get ready. It was time, and she was going out first. She shed her jacket and did a few last minute stretches, wondering whether to forgo the silly bunny ears [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlY6-zKMVJ4#t=36:nsm9u6yy]the moment her music hit[/url:nsm9u6yy]. She decided to go without, quickly.

The lights dimmed and she made her way to the top of the ramp, looking out over the crowd, who were generally cheering; and when the low lighting caught her and everyone got a good look of AFW's newest hire, the cheering intensified. What they saw as she walked, hips swaying, towards the ring was enough for a lot of the fans to support her loudly. Many reached out their arms over the barriers but she avoided them, just heading straight for the ring, and when she arrived, the lights returned to full brightness. Reaching up, she pulled herself onto the apron and then, just like she'd recited in her mind, bent over to get through the top and middle rope due to her height, emphasizing the thick curves of her body that strained her poor outfit and thus eliciting another wave of cheers. 'Ariadne's heart was hammering but she tried to put up a professional face, entering the ring and looking around.

All eyes had been on her for her entrance, but that was over now, and she bounced up and down a few times on her heels, getting to one of the far turnbuckles and leaning against it as she waited for her opponent.

Arianne wouldn't have to wait long for her opponent.

Not too long after the tall woman climbed into the ring, her music would fade out, only to be replaced by the more [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3tg-mLOGvQQ:26nyabzl]synth-styled theme[/url:26nyabzl] of her opponent. Out of the backstage area and onto the stage atop the entrance stepped Bunny Bomber, her usual confident, cocky smile upon her face. She planted her feet firmly side by side and raised her arms up into the air, letting the audience and her sizable fan-base cheer and applaud for her. Her own darkly-colored bunny suit hugged her own body tightly, showing off each and every one of her curves as she posed for the crowd. Did Bunny think it was arrogant to show off her own body like this? Perhaps, but she didn't care. She knew that she looked good, and knew that the crowd loved to see her fight, and to her, that was all that was important.

She began to head down the ramp after several moments of posing and basking in the cheers of the audience, taking slow, calm steps down towards the ring. The model's eyes came to rest upon Arianne as she headed down, Bunny inspecting her body up and down slowly, hints of a sly smirk tugging at the edges of her lips. She had been told she was up against a newcomer tonight, and that little tidbit of info had done nothing but make Bunny feel even more confident about her chances in the match ahead. She was beautiful, well-experienced in the ring, and popular. Why shouldn't she feel so full of herself?

Of course, seeing that this newcomer had dared to come down to this ring in a bunny suit of her own? Seeing this had only made Bunny feel more arrogant. She had decided, upon first seeing the woman, that she would beat her and put her into her place, and show her who the dominant woman between them was.

Upon reaching the bottom of the ramp, Bunny slipped onto the apron and under the lowest rope, sliding into the ring and climbing up to her feet. Ignoring Arianne for the moment, she stepped over to a corner, climbing up it slowly, and once she reached the top she began to pose for the audience once more, blowing a few kisses there way then thrusting her hands up into the air again. The crowd cheered loudly for her, Bunny's ample chest swelling up with pride as she basked in their shouts and applause, then finally she climbed back down, turning slowly to finally face Arianne. Stepping to the center of the ring, she gestured towards the woman, then folded her arms in a cocky manner over her chest.

"So, who the hell are you supposed to be, huh? Some wannabe new chick trying to cash in on my gimmick?"

Well, look at this. Perhaps this was the reason that ended up sending Arianne into her debut match almost blind; management wanted to do this sort of theme match, with both competitors in very similar outfits. Her opponent approached, and the French girl sized her up, immediately spotting the confidence that came from her; either she really thought she was something special, or she was really good at acting like it, showing off and taking full advantage of her body to pump the crowd up. She came on closer and their eyes met briefly, although both women were mostly sizing each other up at this point. That was plain to see... as was the curl of her lip.

The crowd got a kick out of this, too, and she noticed they weren't exactly turning against Ariadne as much as they were focusing on supporting this woman, whoever she was. She liked to pose, to give hungry eyes exactly what they were going for, and from her view as an outsider that wasn't a bad thing at all. She liked to do that too, on occasion, although typically it was more practicing in the mirror to get pumped up, as opposed to just showing off.

What was going on in her mind? Well, it wasn't exactly hard to guess at least some of it, especially when she spoke up. Ariadne couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her question, eyes drifting down to appreciate her enemy's body. She wasn't as tall or as thick, that much was fairly obvious, but that didn't seem to deter her one bit. Well, that was her mistake. "Ariadne," The tall rookie replied, keeping her voice steady through the cheers of the audience. "And no, I didn't steal the idea from anyone, I just love the outfit... How about you,then? I don't think I've ever heard of you before at all. How long have you been around?" With her own cool tone, as though she wasn't bothered, she hoped to put in a bit of a dig at the obviously arrogant bunnygirl across from her.

Taking a step forward, looking for a confrontation, face-to-face, Ariadne already had to direct her gaze downward to meet her opponent, hoping to emphasize the physical difference there. The referee girl did a cursory pat-down of both combatants, despite harboring doubts that either of them could have smuggled anything in with those almost achingly tight bunnysuits. Given that this was just a standard match (for everyone but the rookie), energy levels seemed pretty high all around. That was just fine; hopefully, she could make a big splash on her debut.

Bunny took another step towards her opponent, as Ariadne stepped forward towards her. In fact, she stepped right up close to the blonde, so that their bodies were just almost touching. Planting her hands on her hips in a most confident manner, she tilted her head back to look up at the Frenchwoman. Ariadne had a noticeable size advantage over Bunny, that much was obvious to anyone who was watching, but the pink-haired woman wasn't worried. She had fought larger women then herself before, and she had usually come out on top. Even when she didn't, those losses were usually pretty close, so she wasn't worried about this match. The fact that Ariadne was a newcomer didn't hurt things either, Bunny thinking to herself that it would be pretty easy to simply out-skill the woman.

"Ariadne, huh?" She answered back, keeping her voice calm. "You're either new, or stupid. My name is Bunny, and tonight, for this fight, that's the only name that matters." She reached up with one hand, gently pressing it against Ariadne's chest, giving the taller woman a light shove. "When you're lying on your back, beaten by the end of this fight, the only name that anyone is going to care about is mine, the name of the woman who left you a broken...beaten...mess." She put a particular emphasis on each of her final words, her gaze never breaking from the blonde's eyes. She could feel her heart pounding within her chest, ready to get this match started, ready to show this newcomer just what she was made of.

She stepped back from Ariadne, letting the referee pat her down, and still her gaze never left that of her opponent. She was ready for this, and all she was waiting for now was the sound of the bell.

Under more normal circumstances, being so close to another girl who looked like this would be exciting all on its own, but Ariadne had to have her head in the game; she knew that much, at least. This was a person with experience, somebody who didn't back down an inch when a normal person might think twice of taunting a girl like her. She had actually grown a little accustomed to people reacting like that; not necessarily always afraid, but just mindful of who she was and what she could do. Her opponent didn't seem to care even a little bit. In fact, Bunny here had a bit of a chip in their shoulder; the shove right above her huge chest failed to even shift her weight, but the message, and the taunt, were still delivered all the same. She couldn't help a slightly incredulous laugh. "I wasn't expecting to get such a warm welcome in my first match, Bunny."

Perhaps she was right about one thing; Bunny's name would be the one people talked about. Ariadne was going to have to make an example of her in order to look strong coming right out of the gate. Of course, after getting more than a little pissed from her attitude, she wouldn't feel even a twinge of regret later about breaking this bitch in half. "We'll see if you can live up to your words." Her eyes were intense, but Ariadne met them as long as her opponent wanted, refusing to show any sign that this little display had rattled her, even if she was unsettled to be getting so disrespected.

There were ways to fix that, though. 'Remember; in a fight, hold nothing back.' The referee looked about ready to call for the bell, and so she stretched and flexed a bit, one more time, just to show off a little like her opponent was doing. As though a switch were flipped in her mind, she discarded, even temporarily, her nervousness at being in front of the crowd. She didn't even see the referee anymore, really, but everyone heard the bell.

Ding, ding, ding!

Without a word, she took two steps forward, getting to about the middle of a ring, dropping into a good, steady stance, body tensing up. Immediately, she put out a hand, offering a test of strength, with a big grin (devoid of any actual humor or kindness) on her face. Clearly, the rookie didn't except this challenge to be accepted, unless her opponent really was that cocky and thought she could just overpower her. It was worth a shot, though.

Of course, Bunny wasn't going to take the test of strength. She wasn't so cocky and full of herself that she was going to fall for something like that. She would play along though, giving Ariadne a grin in return, a mask hiding her contempt for the woman. She stepped in towards the blonde, lifting her own hand up, leaning in towards her as if she was actually going to accept Ariadne's test. However, right before the hands of the two women touched, Bunny suddenly moved her hand away, swinging it quickly towards Ariadne's face, intending to land a hard slap right onto the cheek of the taller woman.

Bunny knew she wouldn't be able to beat her French opponent in a game of power and strength, so she would beat her with her speed and her skill. After she aimed her slap towards the blonde's face, the model then lunged in towards her, trying to move in closer, to lift one of her knees straight up to slam into Ariadne's stomach.

Taking a moment to thank God for giving her an unwise opponent, she got herself ready to run over the arrogant woman, but kept mindful of the possibility that she might try something. So, when the slap came, Ariadne backed off just in time, feeling the wind strike her face and blinking from the near-hit, grinning again and feeling a bit proud that she'd seen that coming and avoided it. Even so, the sudden attack had thrown her off enough where she wasn't ready to counter until her enemy got up close and personal, and delivered a knee dead-on to her gut.

The impact was strikingly painful even against her hard, toned stomach, and she let out a note of anguish, shaking for a moment. "Mmmh!" Her pale face contorted and she winced, caught by surprise, but even so, she didn't double over nor fall backwards, but stood her ground. It never got easy to take such a hit but this wasn't the first time somebody had struck her. Reacting on instinct, she tried to grab the offending knee and just shove Bunny backwards with enough force to put her opponent to the ground. Pain and anger were a potent combination, and Ariadne reverted a bit to gasping French, particularly something she'd learned back home when her parents weren't paying attention. "Tu... tu me fais chier..."

This counter might buy her a moment or two to catch breath if it worked, so she could set aside the pain, and the hint of embarrassment from getting hit so early in her first match, and even follow up with a double axe-handle strike towards her (hopefully) grounded opponent, to punish her for not playing 'fair'. She didn't know if it would be fast enough, but she had to try, had to act, instead of sitting back or trying to take the match at her own pace.

Bunny frowned as her slap struck nothing but air, narrowly missing Ariadne's face. Her expression only remained like that for a moment though. When she felt her knee collide with Ariadne's well-toned stomach, she grinned, enjoying the feeling of her knee slamming so hard into the woman's body. The sound that the blonde made at the moment of impact was like music to the model's ears, Bunny thinking that she already taken the early advantage in this match, and would remain in full-control from this moment on.

She was left in shock, then, as the taller woman didn't move or double over after her attack struck it's mark. Bunny's grin faded away just as quickly as it had formed, the pink-haired fighter staring on in shock. Before she had a chance to fully reaction, she felt Ariadne grab for her knee, shoving her backwards with all her might. Down to the mat she fell, landing with her back flat on the canvas, staring up towards the ceiling.

Acting quickly, not wanting to see what kind of a follow-up Ariadne would have for her, Bunny rolled over to her stomach, starting to push up to her hands and knees. She had to get back up and get back into the game. She had to get back on her feet, and fast. Before she could do so though, down came Ariadne's double-axe handle, right into the small of her back. "Ggghn!!" came the forced cry of pain from Bunny's lips as the attack slammed into her spine. The model dropped back to the mat, lying on her stomach, her own face twisting into an expression of pain from the axe-handle. She lied there, reaching back to rub gingerly at her back with one hand. That attack had hurt, and she knew now that Ariadne was just as strong as she looked, if not even stronger.

Dropping to her knees and throwing as much weight and force into the attack she could, her balled hands struck right onto the smaller woman and she could feel on some level how effective it had been. Well, that, of course, and the fact that Bunny looked a little like she'd been flattened, rubbing her poor back. It was a wonderfully satisfying way to see her opponent, connecting a single attack to have such an effect. Her own pain didn't seem that important right now as she knelt in front of this woman. She needed to take advantage, needed to keep her grounded, and show her why she should have been a little more polite.

"You little bitch, you've made such a mistake." Ariadne mounted her opponent, right where she'd hit, and then pulled her thighs together to lock them, rolling over onto her side and trying to take Bunny with her to snap her fully into one of her favorite moves, the body scissors. While her upper body strength was quite good, it was her legs that really tended to give her opponents grief and suffering, and if she managed to coil around her, she would start out holding nothing back, trying to lock her ankles and really lock Bunny into a prison, squeezing as though her intention was to cut her opponent in half.

The crowd roared at the attempt; they didn't know exactly what was coming but most of them could probably guess what would happen if she successfully managed to lock in this submission hold so early. It was a chance to do some real damage.

Bunny let out a groan, as she felt Ariadne slipping onto her body, the larger woman's weight keeping her in place as she mounted the model. She turned her head back, flashing a sneer towards Ariadne as she heard her words. "The only one that's made a mistake around here is you, blondie..." She growled back at her, trying to keep her up her display of confidence and bravado.

When Ariadne slipped her legs around the smaller woman, though, that's when Bunny realized she might be in trouble. She knew that being in a scissor hold like that wasn't a good position to find herself trapped in; she could only barely remember all the times she had used such a hold herself to force her own opponents into submission. Almost desperately her gloved hands slid towards Ariadne's thighs, trying to grasp onto them, to push them apart before the woman could lock in her dangerous hold. Once again though, Ariadne's strength would prove to be a great hurdle for Bunny, and the hold soon found itself fully locked in on her.

"Nn...aaah! AHHH!" Bunny began to scream, to cry out, her legs kicking the mat in pain as she felt Ariadne starting to squeeze her waist. She had fought powerhouses in the ring before, but never before had the pink-haired woman found herself in such a crushing, terrifying position. It honestly felt like the Frenchwoman was going to split her in half! She shouted out in agony, waves of pain coursing through her body, but if anything Bunny was resilient. After several moments of pain, Bunny bit her bottom lip, trying to stop herself from crying out, not wanting to give Ariadne the satisfaction of hearing her scream. After another long moment, Bunny grabbed at the woman's thighs again, her arms flexing as she tried to pry them open, pushing against them with as much strength as she could muster.

She knew she wouldn't actually be able to force the woman's legs open, but Bunny hoped that she could at least distract Ariadne like this for a moment, her mind already racing to think of a real way out of the scissoring hold.