Entropy Title Match Triple Threat! Taylor vs. Adrian vs. Lia

Adrian winced as her ankle twigged slightly, still, she knocked Taylor down on her own for the first time this match. Progress was being made as she pulled herself up only to see Taylor was up at the same time despite taking another dropkick.

"Oh come on..." She groaned at Taylor's resiliency. She was obviously going to hit her a lot harder than that... maybe a chair would help. Reducing her head to chunky salsa sounded tempting, especially if she opened her mouth again.

Taylor approached Adrian, quickly but cautiously. She shook her head and tried to refocus herself.

"What's the matter, Peach, not as easy as it was before?" Taylor said. She kept low in a half crouch, one hand cocked by her jaw ready to unload if Adrian gave her the opportunity, the other held up in front. She moved in, trying to crowd Adrian back against the ropes.

Despite having been knocked around a couple times now, neither dropkick had hit her all that cleanly (though they still hurt), and her leg was feeling alright now, so Adrian was probably worse off than her. With Lia out of the picture for the moment, she couldn't let that advantage go to waste.

She tried to keep Adrian guessing about when she would come in, but not for long. She lunged forward and jumped up, but not very high, and kicked out both feet at Adrian's knee.

Adrian scowled as Taylor taunted her and moved in slowly, trapping the cosplayer in towards the corner. This always freaking happened. A slow advance to trap someone, and if you tried to respond it was normally her who ended up on the bad side of the exchanges. Well, at least it gave her ankle a bit more time to recover as she watched what the champion was trying to do now that she had her cornered.

Fortunately for Adrian, Taylor had kept herself low on approach, giving her the perfect window when she jumped up slightly to lunge forward to try and drive her boot into her head. Even if it meant the low shot at her knee would cause her to tumble afterwards. This destruction would be mutually assured.

"Ugh!"

Taylor's head snapped back as she fell into Adrian's kick, stopping her short of reaching her mark. She landed heavily on the mat and immediately sprang back to her feet, a little more slowly than she would've thought. She needed to press Adrian, she could let up, but as she pushed up to her feet her legs wobbled.

"Shit!" She breathed. Adrian's kick had stunned her more than she thought, and she began to backpedal away on unsteady legs, keeping her blurry eyes on her opponent. She needed time to regain her composure before Adrian could keep on her.

Adrian stumbled after her foot smashed into her hated rival's jaw. The mix of satisfaction and pain from knocking her down and putting pressure on her ankle which still hadn't fully recovered. If Taylor got up as fast as she did after the dropkick she'd be in trouble.

Trying to regroup she braced herself for the counter attack... which never came. The cosplayer looked up to see her backpeddling on unsteady legs, a sinister grin creeping over her face. The shark smelt blood in the water.

"Not so easy for you is it?" She asked as she closed in on the Blue haired menace to her mental well-being. "What's wrong? You realize I'm not a nerd you can just shove around anymore and now you're scared?" the cosplayer taunted before picking up speed sharply, ducking low to take the champ down with a spear.

Dazed as Taylor was, Adrian's words still rang crystal clear in her head. Her blood boiled, and the only thing worse than Adrian was not being able to shut her up at that moment. At least she was getting farther away from where she'd left Lia by backing up, but Adrian charged in at her. She had to do something.

She set her feet as Adrian got close and winged a big, wild right haymaker that sailed way over Adrian's head as Adrian ducked low and crushed Taylor's midsection with her shoulder.

"Hunnnnh!" Taylor had the wind knocked out of her and fell backwards, but the ropes stopped her from falling down. She draped one arm over the top rope to hold herself up, the other arm holding her stomach, while she panted for air.

"F...Fu..."

Adrian's charge worked as well as she could have hoped for, it made it hard for Taylor to retort back as she picked herself up. The sweet sound of almost-silence. "Not so tough now are you punk?" she yelled, grabbing a fist full of blue hair before she started to unload punches with her free hand. Every blow she connected with only fueling her further her assault. "THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR MESSING WITH ME! THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR THINKING I DON'T BELONG HERE!" She screamed, the precious last drops of sanity slowly dripping away as she cut loose. All her pent up frustrations being unleashed.

Lia rolled to her feet, shaking out the soreness. Content that no bundle of daddy issues had fallen upon her, Lia was happy to take a few moments to herself. Lia was still amazed that Adrian had been able to flip her so well. The cosplayer was full of surprises. Rising to her feet, Lia was greeted by a beautiful sight. Adrian was taking the upper hand. The only thing better than beating on Taylor (At this point an entirely theoretical construct in Lia's mind) was watching someone else beat the stuffing out of her. The two girls were at the opposite end of the ring from Lia, but Lia still had a great view of the action, all things considered.

Propping her elbows on the apron and resting her face in her hands, Lia beamed at them, watching the show for a few seconds before Lia could no longer help it. She started pumping her fist. "AD-RI-AN! AD-RI-AN! AD-RI-AN!" Lia chanted. Raising her voice, Lia screamed in a girly manner, "We love you Adrian!" Bobbing her head to the side and switching her tone of voice, Lia continued, "YO ADRIAN KICK HER ASS!" Higher again and faster now, "AD-RI-AN! AD-RI-AN! AD-RI-AN! WHOOOOOO!" If Adrian looked back, Lia would wave like a giddy school girl. Lia would point at her own eye, mouthing "I," trace a heart on her chest, mouthing "heart," and then point at Adrian, mouthing "you!" concluding by blowing her a kiss.

Taylor was mercifully oblivious to Lia for once. Her first instinct was to free her hair when Adrian grabbed it, but after taking a shot to the cheek she was quickly forced to cover up, protecting her head with her forearms like a shell.

Fuuuuck! She tried to keep moving, to weave her head away from incoming punches, but she was very quickly being battered by Adrian's unending barrage. She had to do something before she was reduced to a bloody mess. After another punch connected that momentarily stunned her and nearly dropped her to her knees, she did the only thing that came to mind.

She reached down for Adrian's legs, gritting her teeth as she had to pull against Adrian's grip on her hair, and heaved upward, trying to toss Adrian over her back and out of the ring.

Adrian didn't seem to notice or care that Taylor was protecting herself, trying to weave away and bringing up her arms. She just kept on punching like a woman possessed, only giving her a brief reprise as Taylor seemed to fall down, leaving Adrian holding her up with her fist primed ready to continue her beatdown despite the referee ordering her to back off, even going so far as to start a 5 count.

It felt good, giving in to the rage within her. All the parts of her mind that told her that she was worthless, that she didn't belong were silenced by the overwhelming urge to just pummel Taylor into the ground, nothing else mattered, as long as she couldn't hear Taylor while she looked straight at her everything was right in her own little fucked up world. Not noticing until it was too late what Taylor tried to do.

"Wha-AAAH!" She yelped, taken out of her own happy place as she went over the top rope and onto the floor, collapsing in an undignified heap as she groaned, the cosplayer's mind playing catch up with her own actions.