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

The satisfaction of getting revenge never actually matched the anticipation of that revenge. Lia should have known that by now. Still, muted as it was, nailing Adrian was satisfying. Lia had bounced back after the kick to Adrian, watching Taylor and Adrian do their unique version of cuddling. Lia took a second to catch her breath, rub her still sore leg, and appeal to the crowd.

When all was said and done, Adrian was left in the ring clutching her leg and Taylor had, as Lia expected, bailed. "WELL, SPEAKING OF PUSSIES WHO HIDE OUTSIDE OF THE RING..." Lia shouted loudly, casting a glance over at Taylor. "At least you run fast, Champ!" There was a kernel of truth to that. If Lia evacuated the ring and tried to pursue Taylor, she would just tire herself out. Taylor needed to be fenced in.

Besides, Adrian still could have used a bit of softening up. Lia walked over to Adrian lifted her up by her arm. She would try to hook Adrian's head under her armpit, point and wink at Taylor, and then fall back, trying to drive Adrian's head to the mat with a DDT. Lia did not drive it as hard as she could, however. Adrian was still Lia's best hope of taking on Taylor in this match.

Things were definatley not going her way, the cosplayer finding it hard to remain standing after having her ankle nearly ripped off. Fortunatley, Lia was there to support her and hold her up for a short while, before making her forget all about the pain in her ankle for a brief few seconds.

"Ugh!" She grunted as her head bounced off the canvas, head now thumping. It hadn't been the worst hit to the head she had taken, but anytime you forcibly fall face first with someone pulling you down it sucked. The whole thing sucked. A week ago she was kicking both these girl's asses but now the shoe was firmly on the other foot.

Taylor hopped to her feet, kicked some of the tension out of her legs, stretched down with her back straight to touch her palms to the floor, drawing some catcalls from the crowd nearby in the process, and then skipped off around the ring to find a safe entry point. She didn't waste any time hopping back up onto the ring apron. She had to be careful with her two opponents who both undoubtedly wanted to beat her face in, but she couldn't just stand around. She wanted a piece of them too, but she had to pick her spots carefully.

"Hell yeah I run fast. I do a lot of things better than you. That's why I've got a big lump of gold to show for my career, and you're just a glorified babysitter." She returned and circled a bit around on the ring apron while Lia worked Adrian over. She had to admit, it did feel good being able to watch Adrian get dumped on her head from the outside, but she still wished she was the one doing it.

Lia sat up and brushed her hair back. She rose to her feet, ignoring Adrian for the moment, and grinned at Taylor, "Taaalk talk talk. That lump of gold sure looks good on the cowardly trash talker hiding outside the ring. You just keep watching and I'll be happy to win it from you without you even having to lift a finger." Lia blew Taylor a kiss and turned back to Adrian.

Lia needed Taylor to get back into the ring. There was really only one good way to do that: Threaten her precious belt.

Lia approached Adrian again. She would try to grab the cosplayer's injured ankle and grasp it against her chest, trying to slot in an ankle lock. However, if Lia managed to do so, she would hold it without wrenching. Lia hoped to convince Taylor to get back in the ring without actually hurting Adrian any more. Lia had no reason to assume Adrian would figure out what was going on, or even play along if she did, but Lia right now wanted to get a chance to put some hurt on Taylor.

Adrian winced as Lia grabbed her ankle and pulled it to her chest. She was prepared to be tortured all over again but for some reason she didn't feel any pressure on it at all And that DDT was kinda soft too... as getting dropped on my head can be soft she thought. Was Lia taunting her, she didn't go this easy when she blasted her in the back. What the hell was going on?

Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw Taylor jump up to the ring apron and the cogs started to turn. Lia didn't want to deal that much damage to the cosplayer quite yet, she was being used as bait, to get the punkette back into the ring to break the hold instead of constantly backing off when it looked like she might get the slightest bit of commupance. A plan Adrian was happy to play along with, wincing and making plays to go and grab the rope, for the most part.

Trying to shuffle around if she could get facing Taylor while still in the hold she could roll through, launching the bunny girl at the Blue haired devil no matter what the pain in her ankle might be. Teach her to use her as a pawn in her game of human chess.

Lia could feel Adrian getting comfortable in the hold. She played along. Clever girl. The trickster would surely pick up on the trick, and Lia was fortunate she did not seem ready to exact vengeance for that kick or DDT right yet.

Of course, that did not last. Somehow, someway, Adrian had managed to whip Lia toward Taylor. Off balance, Lia stumbled forward toward Taylor. She quickly tried to bring her arms up, but likely Lia was going to collide clumsily with Taylor above anything else as it quickly became apparent that she was losing the battle against her center of gravity.

Taylor ducked under the middle rope and was about to charge into the ring when Lia came stumbling at her. She reacted quickly. She stood up into the ring and though she didn't have time to line up a strike she slapped Lia on the side and the back of her head and pulled her head down so that it would fit under the top rope while she shoved her past. Taylor was hoping to get Lia out of the ring so she could put in some QT with Adrian.

Lia flipped clear over the ropes, with guidance from Taylor "Hi, champ. Whoops, bye champ!" and landed outside the ring with an unsatisfying thud. The outside floor was a much less forgiving bit of ground to hit than the mat. Fortunately, she did not land on anything that vital, though the unclean landing on her legs reignited some of the pain Taylor had delivered earlier. The secondary pratfall on her front gave her a whole batch of new pain to contend with. Grrrreat... Groaning, Lia rolled over slowly, taking a moment to lay outside and recover from that impact.

Instead of the collision that she wanted, Lia was pulled through the ropes much to the cosplayer's annoyance and Taylor left perfectly fine, only slightly distracted by making sure that Lia wasn't getting straight back in the ring.

Good enough she thought charging in to the set of ropes to the champ's right, jumping up FUCKING ANKLE! to the second rope and spring off, hoping to blast Taylor with another dropkick, Lionheart Style.

Taylor looked up to find Adrian, but she wasn't where she'd left her. She was a quick little brat with bit stout ankles.

"Ack!" Taylor was blindsided by Adrian's dropkick and it slammed into her side, staggering her several feet before she fell. She slapped her palms on the mat and immediately went to push back up to her feet. She remembered what it was like to give Adrian room to work, and hopefully she'd beat her to her feet and keep her from following up. Adrian was crafty and quick, but Taylor at the very least had better footwork. She was sure that pissed Adrian off.