Adrian Kytes vs Big Barda - Battle of the Cosplayers

Wow, that actually worked.

Barda comes down hard and flatten Adrian, not a bad way to start a match - needless to say, she's a hard person to get off once she's gotten on top of you, and she planned to take full advantage of the position.

Standing up, Barda grabs Adrian by the ankles as she rises and lifts up, holding the smaller woman upside down for a moment before she lifts up, swing her forward, and whips down, trying to slam her back hard into the mat like a dirty rug.

Note to self, get better at getting up from a baseball slide. Going so low cost her big time, and now it was time for the big cosplayer to lift up her smaller adversary by the ankle, showing off the massive difference in size and strength to wow the crowd. But despite the initial squashing, Adrian was by no means out of the match.

When Barda pulled her up in preparation to dunk the former number 1 contender back down, Adrian snapped into action: Trying to clasp her ankles around Big Barda's neck and use the momentum of the giant's maneuver to pull her down with a quick hurricanrana.

As Adrian's legs wrapped around her neck, it occurred to Barda that this might be a little more complex than she initially thought. Also, she liked Adrian's outfit. Accentuated her thighs well.

The next thing she knew, she was flung through the air and slammed down, the impact echoing throughout the stadium, the audience wincing at the pain. She groaned, laying flat for a moment, the sheer alacrity of the attack stunning her. Slowly but surely, she started to rise up, shaking her head and rubbing her back - felt like she landed on a patch of stinging nettles.

"Woo!" Adrian let out as she launched the 7 footer to the ground. The former cosplayer thought she was going to have to work way harder to get the big woman off her feet but it's pretty much as she'd thought. A high center of gravity making it relatively easy to knock her off balance compared to shorter, stockier wrestlers, even if it meant she had to get UP that high to knock her down, she could do it. Maybe head-hunting could be a worthwhile strategy, Adrian had decent leg strength, she could jump high enough to grab Barda's head.

But now she had the giantess down and reeling, she had to keep her there. Sprinting off to the nearest set of ropes, she bounced off at top speed, leaping up to hit a running front dropkick on the current cosplayer, keep her head spinning.

Barda sat up, wincing - Adrian was small, but she wasn't lacking for power, especially for her size; if she an extra foot on her, this match would be going even worse than it currently was, and it was already off to a bad start. Still, while it wasn't pleasant, she wasn't in that bad of a way just yet - the score for dealing damage was at least even, one good hit each. She just had to deal the heavy damage when she could.

Opening her eyes, Barda looked around and immediately found her - or, at least, found her feet, as they came careening into her face with a loud SMACK that had the audience wincing once again, hitting Barda so hard she could swear it made her forget her tenth birthday party. She went right back down again, arms splayed...and slowly started to rise up again a moment later, just a bit slower than she did the last time.

"Ow. Ow. Geez." She rubbed her nose, blinking and clearing some cobwebs.

Adrian grunted when her boots collided with Big Barda's face, once again knocking the cosplayer down on her back, this time with a bit more of an impact. It was wierd to think of herself as a veteran here in AFW, but that's what the former cosplayer was after spending the good part of 3 years. She was a veteran of the ring and it was starting to really show as she pulled off the daunting task of taking down the giant with relative ease. "Yeaah!" she let out as she kipped back up to her feet and headed to the ring corner.

This hit-and-run strategy was working fairly well but with how her attacks had gone so far, and how hard Barda was finding it to get back to her feet already she could afford to kick it up a knotch with something a little bit riskier. Grabbing the top rope with both hands either side of the turnbuckle she lept up with grace, spinning around in mid air to end up perfectly perched on the top rope looking straight at the rising amazon. Leaping off to try and flatten her back down with a high cross body.

Barda could hear Adrian celebrating around the ring, and she didn't blame her - she had he match firmly in hand so far, there was no denying it. But even though this was her first match - and really her first real fight, now that she thought about it - Barda wasn't going to let her get off that easy. It would take lot more than two good hits.

When she saw Adrian go up, she could see what was coming, and oversold her stare, looking more woozy than she really was. Sure enough, Adrian went skybound, and Barda raised her knees up, making sure she'd have a real rough landing.

Everything was looking good for Adrian, Barda was staying down after that dropkick must have hit her harder than I thought and she was already mid-air and on a collision course for the 7 foot giantess. Only which part she was on course for changed at the last minute. "HGGGGGK!" Adrian grunted as her toned body practically bounced off the cosplayer's knees, sending her backwards as she cradled her stomach, winded and in a lot of pain. Apparently she hadn't hit her harder than she thought, just that Barda was surprisingly good at playing dead and baiting out riskier moves. Not a skill she really expected from someone that big, usually they don't show pain, not over-show it.

Playing possum. Fooling people everywhere since at least...say, the first possum?

The crowd winced, once more - this was probably going to be a very wince-heavy match, from the looks of things- and Barda winced with them as she rose up, dusting herself off and looking down on the damaged Adrian, rolling around like a stomped ant. Barda made a mental note to keep her moves on the ground - that did not look like an experience she ever wanted a part of.

Taking advantage, she ran over to Adrian, time her position right, jumped up and came down on her with a leg drop, letting her thigh crash down on her chest, full length. "Sorry about the knees, by the way - couldn't resist. You okay?"

"'m okay..." Adrian groaned on the floor, rolling over onto her back to try and catch her breath back. It was a perfectly legitimate strategy to play possum like that, in fact it was one of the better ways to stop a high-flier's momentum. Still, this wasn't the first time this had happened to Adrian and probably wouldn't be the last, it was manageable. The big leg crashing down on her chest... less so.[size=85:2ielkjiy] "...not anymore..." she choked out as her already flat chest was flattened some more.