Linette vs. Angel

[Linette Alister]

The fans are on the edge of their seats as Wednesday Night Genesis starts off with the excitement of multiple debuts awaiting to be seen as well as some rumors of the new General Manager's ability to book a night of amazing matches. The fans don't have to wait long before the lights dim out and the PA to fire up. A fast, distorted guitar riff hits the sound system as the entrance is drowned in green and gold strobe lights. The fans can't help but tap their feet to the upbeat sound of the guitar though they now know the woman about to come out.

>:-:<Brent Smith>:-:<
She's A Steel Thrill Of Suicide They Say,
Cyanide In Her Plastic Veins
She's A Mannequin Of Misery,
She's On A Bender,
But She Ain't Gonna Break.

Hey
Hey

Taste Like Sugar, But It's Novocaine.
She's Grinding Teeth,
So She Can Sharpen The Pain

White
Lights
Train
Wreck

With the words of the song "Cyanide Sweet Tooth Suicide by Shinedown" comes the opening of the curtain by a man in a white pair of pants and easily noticeable white leather jacket. He holds the curtain open for a young who stands over half a foot taller than the man coming out before her. She has her long blond hair back in a ponytail while her bangs fall into her face, covering her deep, piercing green eyes slightly. She steps out onto the stage and gives a sly grin. She holds her arms out, revealing a ripped and torn black shirt that is sleeveless, low cut and reveals her stomach and lower back completely. It fits her form well, reading "Imperfect" across the front in crimson with a font that resembles blood splatter. She wears a pair of black, form fitting shorts that flare very slightly from her knee to mid shin. They have pockets on the sides of the legs and crimson stitching, matching up with the shirt as they appear to be ripped and torn along the edges. She wears tall, black and red wrestling boots that reach to her knee, completely covering her legs from sight.

>:-:<Brent Smith>:-:<
Black Lips, Pale Eyes
Cyanide Sweet Tooth Suicide.
She's A Killer,
She's My,
Cyanide Sweet Tooth Suicide.

Strychnine,
Cerebellum Feeds The Brain,
Hurricane In A Violent Rage.
They Say,
She's A Looker Just Like Anna Nicole.
Oh, No.
Fuck The Silver,
Let's Go Straight For The Gold.

Hey
Hey

Digging Deeper Than A Six Foot Hole,
She's Snorting Cocaine Through A Suicide Note.

White
Light
Train
Wreck

The woman turns her palms up and almost begging to be booed, extends her middle finger to the crowd that she insulted the week before. Her arms shown to be covered by fingerless gloves that extend halfway up her forearm that have a pattern going down them in thin red stitching. She begins waking to the ring, followed closely by the man who is obviously her manager.

>:-:<Lizzie Morna>:-:<
"Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied by Crystov The Reaper" Razetti. She weighs in at one hundred and thirty eight pounds. Making her debut, Linette Alister!""

Crystov makes it to the ring first, hopping up onto the apron and sitting on the middle rope to hold it down as Linette makes her way to the steel steps. She walks up them and steps through the ropes, bending at the hips and moving slowly under the top rope to show off her physique. She then slides her other leg into the ring over top of the rope, taking her time to make an impression. She just smiles as she walks to her corner and pulls her gloves tight along her arms. She lifts the bottom of her shorts a bit, revealing fish net stocking over top of her smooth, tone, slightly tanned legs that she moves a bit for comfort. She then leans back in her corner and cracks her knuckles before waiting for her desired opponent for the night.

:TBC:
Angel Morgan

[Angel Morgan]

(OOC: Sorry It Took Me So Long To Reply. My Nets Been Out For A Few Days)

The fans remain on their feet eagerly awaiting the arrival of the second participant in the match up. They seem eager as they begin to have their thoughts heard. Filling the air with the sounds of Boo's and cheers. The lights within the arena suddenly fall leaving the crowd bathed in darkness unable to see little more than a hand infront of their faces.

After a brief moment flashing from the arena roof begins randomly highlighting several members of the audience before spinning and highlighting another group of fans. They instantly rise up waving madly trying to get their faces on TV for the brief moment the light is shining on them. The spotlights suddenly halt. Before spinning fully around and finding their place on the stage coming together to create one huge spotlighted area. As the stage is light up music begin to blast through the arena Struggling to outdo the loudness of the hysterical fans in attendance who seem desperate to see someone leave on a stretcher tonight.

I'll be coming home
just to be alone
'Cause I know you're not there
And I know that you don't care
I can hardly wait to leave this place

No matter how hard I try
You're never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I'm better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you're here
This is not my home
I think I'm better off alone
Home, home, this house is not a home, home
This house is not a home

By the time you come home
I'm already stoned
You turn off the TV
And you scream at me
I can hardly wait
till you get off my case

By now Angel Morgan has already appeared on the stage. The crowd begin to voice their opinions on the young women who seems to take it all in her stride. She stops briefly within the highlighted area throwing her arms up into her signature pose. This fires up the crowd more who voice their opinions on her Louder than before. Angel pauses breathing in and out steadily clearly calm despite the thousands in attendance. Finally Angel begins her walk towards the ring side area. Her eyes locked onto those of Linette's.

JP:Angel looks clearly better than last week. Those ribs are still taped up. Clearly she's not willing to risk any further injury to those ribs. I've been hearing their still broken...Angel's still receiving treatment for them. Although I'm sure she's less than willing to follow the doctors orders and "Rest up"

Ray: Angel shouldn't be here...Rhaps should have taken her out when he could...But now you see Rhaps HELPING Angel last week in her match against her own partner NVX...i have no idea whats going on with that....And Now she's hugging Nicholas Carson backstage...I Hate her JP. I Hate Angel Morgan.

By now Angel is already on the ring steps she steps quickly onto the apron before spinning gracefully towards the center. Angel pauses pulling up her hand and pointing to her face. On which a brilliantly bold and broad pearly white smile has emerged. Angel finally pulls her arm back around the ropes. The smile doesn't fade. The Wednesday night sensation then flips effortlessly into the ring her dark hair rolling backwards and then bouncing freely back to her shoulders once Angel is stood upright.

The sensation then takes herself over to the corner turnbuckle pulling herself up to the second rope and again brining her tanned arms above her head the smile still visible on her face as she jumps back into the ring. Waiting briefly before walking forwards towards her opponent and new comer. Linette Alister.

TBC: Linette
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[Linette Alister]

Linette just smiles at Angel, pulling her gloves tighter along her arms before pushing off of the turnbuckle with her back and moving to the center of the ring to meet her opponent. The referee looks nervous as he sees the two women lock gazes, feeling the tension between them increase to a nearly explosive level. He calls for the bell and the explosion occurs as soon as it sounds through the arena, the two women immediately locking into a collar and elbow tie up. The Gold Standard sets the bar of intensity, pulling Angel in by the neck and stepping in, slamming the crown of her own skull into the bridge of her opponents nose, causing Angel to back up and her hands immediately moving to cover her face as the pain sets in and her eyes begin to water. Linette moves to kick Angel in the stomach, obviously thinking she is totally in charge. Angel though proves her wrong as she drops into the splits and rests her stomach on the mat to dodge the kick, her anger taking control for a moment as she pulls her dominant leg around in front of her and catches the blond's ground foot at the back of the ankle. Linette feels her center of gravity shift back, knowing she is in trouble and obviously unable to stop what is about to come. Angel pulls her legs in, coiling them under her and pushing off of the mat with everything she has to catch her defenseless opponent with a diabolical spear to the lower stomach. The two women crash onto the mat, Ms. Morgan's shoulder crashing deep into the stomach of Linette, causing her to lose her breath and gasp wildly for air. Angel takes the opportunity to pull her opponent's legs up and flip over, grounding her feet and setting Linette into a very early pin. The referee drops to the mat and raises his hand only to see Linette give him the finger before placing her hands on Angel's back, push her up, raise her own legs and slam her feet into the small of the woman's back which causes her to writhe in pain on her stomach a few inches away.

>:-:<Jimmy Pate>:-:<
"That there is something you just don't see with the men around here. Linette and Angel are not only as tough as the guys on the roster, but they are easily more flexible and like me, I bet every real man in this crowd is loving that."

>:-:<Ray White>:-:<
"Wait, I don't.... You are an asshole Jimmy! Just because I don't find an interest in boobs and flexible bitches doesn't mean I'm not a man."

Linette rolls back onto her shoulders, tucking her knees to her chest before kicking forward and up. She is tossed up and onto her feet from the momentum, turning her head and looking at her opponent who has rolled onto her knees and is glaring at the blond. The blond just braces back with her fists up in a mixed martial arts stance, preparing for whatever the brunette can throw at her. Angel hops up to her feet easily, smiling at the woman in front of her, watching her for a weakness. The brunette then rushes forward, dodging the right fist of Linette only to duck down while spinning and slam her shin into the back of the blond's ankles. Linette feels herself begin to fall, thinking madly for a way out of danger, she pushes off the mat and into a back flip. Her foot catches Angel in the side of the head, though glances off as Angel tries her best to counter the move. Linette feels her opponent's arms wrap around her leg, the force pushing her back first into the mat as Angel then wraps her legs around her leg as well. Angel stretches her own body as far as she can, Linette's leg locked by her entire body, her ankle trapped the woman's arm and the force of the lock stretching every muscle in her leg to near the tearing point. Linette yells out in pain as she shifts her weight from side to side, trying her best to find the ropes and break the hold. She looks dismally around her, finding herself trapped in the center of the ring, every muscle in her leg burning from pain and her opponent showing no signs of letting up. Linette feels her anger rising as well as her paranoia level, lashing out at her opponent by kicking at her arms and head. She lands a lucky boot to the lower jaw on Angel, causing the brunette to loose her grip enough for Linette to sit up and start throwing punches into her thigh. Angel feels the muscles in her leg begin to twitch and tighten from pain, causing her to let go and roll back, away from her attacker. The two women lay on the mat and hold their hurt legs for a moment, catching their bearings and breath for a moment.

>:-:<Jimmy Pate>:-:<
"This has so far been a very back and forth match, both Linette and Angel not wanting to give the other any quarter. They seem very evenly matched, this is what this company all about, competition and entertainment."

>:-:<Ray White>:-:<
"You may be right on competition, but I am getting pretty bored. Can we speed this up and get some hot, sweaty guys back out here?"

The two women only spend moments resting, both catching their bearings and allowing their instincts to kick in quickly. Linette rolls back and kicks up once more while Angel just pushes herself up and takes off towards her opponent. Linette feels her feet brush the ground, Angel catching her before she even lands from the kip up and carrying her bodily into the corner. The Gold Standard lets out a yell of pain as she feels her spine collide with the turnbuckle and the brunette's shoulder forced further into her gut. The fans start cheering as Angel hops up onto the middle rope, trapping Linette who is gasping for air once more while standing in the corner. Angel holds onto the top rope, bouncing once for momentum before kicking off the middle rope and pushing her legs up into the air. She quickly pulls her knees to her chest and torques her body back, letting loose and slamming both heels into Linette's chest. Angel flips back from the move, showing her athleticism as Linette is forced out of the corner from the impact and onto her side on the mat, holding her chest and writhing in a serious amount of pain. Angel just grins to her opponent, seeming to enjoy the sight of her in pain. The crowd is going wild, wanting the action to keep up at the pace it is. Angel stands there and looks down at her opponent, wondering what to do to inflict even more pain on the beautiful blond. She walks over and leans down, saying something that is inaudible to everyone but the two ladies due to the crowd's cheers before quickly standing up with her hand on her face. Linette's hand had shot up, coming in contact with Angel's cheek and proving she is no where near ready to give up yet. Angel just stomps on her opponent as a reaction to the insult, slamming her heel on Linette's stomach before grabbing the woman's arm that she was slapped with and wrapping her legs round it as she falls back, locking in a tight armbar to try and at least weaken her opponent further.

:TBC:
Angel Morgan