POW Match: Winner is determined by Pinfall, Submission, or Count Out! The Winner owns The Loser for one night!
Rose Gold had been on a bit of a tear lately. Her new attitude had lead her to more and more succesful bouts. Unfortunately, it had also opened her up to more... Diverse matches. Tonight she had been booked for an intergender match. Her first. When she'd learned of this she had nearly bitten the booker's head off. There was no reversing it, apparently.
"Fine. Then I demand you make it a POW match!" She practically shreiked. "If I'm going to wrestle a man, then I'm going make sure he gives me the only thing he's good for when I win!" The bookers were eager to comply, especially with such succulant stipulations! POW matches always did well in the ratings. And so it was.
"This match is scheduled for ONE FALL! It will be fought under Prisoner of War rules!"
The lights all assemble on the ramp and trace their way up it. Among the smoke and glitter, the shapely silhouette of a woman waits. Her head down and arms at her sides. Statue still. And the music stops for a few beats. The lights cut once again. However, they flare back to life with the beat drop!
The lightweight competitor reveals herself. Her expression is grim and determined. Her normal attire had been cast aside. No longer was she garbed in playful, flirty, and provocative pink and white. Instead she dawned an outfit of entirely black. An outfit that matched her new heel persona. She threw a fist in the air, letting the audience know. Rose Gold was here!
Rose leapt onto the ring apron and then would vault over the top rope and into the ring proper! She'd run and leap atop the corner opposite the ramp and throw another fist into the air!
As the music began to die down she'd descend from the corner and move to the center of the ring. There she'd wait for her opponent. Let's see just who this man was...