”You’re not ready.”
Nickname: Bast, the Pantheress, The Hammer of Africa
Age: 34
Eyes: Brown
Hair: White
Height: 6”4’
Weight: 242 lbs
Birthplace: Mogadishu, Somalia (Billed as Egypt)
Entrance Music:
Death Rides a Horse
Wrestling Information
Strategy Extreme Offense. Bast lays into her opponent from the start, drilling them with oppressive attack, using her size and power to throw them across the ring. Brutal punches and kicks, repeating suplexes and slams, and crushing chokes and sleepers. She favors quick, decisive wins, and has little in the way of flash or flair. For her, it’s all meat and potatoes. Barebones, bareknuckle, efficient and effective.Style: Strong Style
Type: Powerhouse
Preferred Attacks: Kicks, Elbow, Suplexes, Chokes, Bodyscissor Variations
Preferred Matches: Standard, No DQ
Attitude to Hentai: “No.”
Physical Statistics
Endurance: ★★★★★
Bast is a tank in so many ways. It’s not just her insane build, though that’s a part of it - she’s packed with hard, dense muscle, and can survive blows that would floor most people with ease. But her harsh upbringing has made her grow accustomed to pain - even if you can match her strength, it’s hard to make her stop coming.
Strength: ★★★★★
- Terrifying strength combines with overwhelming size to create a woman with crushing power. Her body is well suited for tossing foes around the ring, even the rare ones who are bigger than her, and her legs are capable of insane crushing power.
Speed: ★★★
Faster than a woman of her size has any right to be. Her legs are well-suited for explosive charges over a short distance, and one of her favorite tricks is to rapidly close in on speedy foes who assume they can play a keepaway game with her, only to have dash across the ring with powerful strides.
Defense: ★★
Samira isn’t all that accustomed to blocking hits. Most of her early opponent couldn't put enough of a fight for it to be necessary, and she never quite grew into being a more defensive fighter.
Technique:★★
She’s a brawler at heart, and there’s no getting around. She’s powerful, but most of her technique comes from watching and emulating fighters. She only got formal training recently, and she tends to fall back on her more basic, brute attacks with ease.
Strikes: ★★★★
Her blows are hard and impactful, but could be sharper. Her kicks are especially deadly She might not hit all that often, but when she does, it’s effective.
Submission:★★★★
Her submission moves aren’t that complicated, but her power makes them worse than they would be in weaker hands. She likes moves that use her strength, and her bodyscissors in particular are capable of breaking bones.
Powerhouse: ★★★★★
Is a suplexing machine. Once she gets ahold of her opponent, she whips them around the ring and hammers them relentlessly.
Aerial: ★
Knows better than to even try. She’s not a dexterous person, really, and the few times she’s tried these kinds of moves they’ve ended in disaster.
Counters:★★
These moves require a level of finesse that she’s lacking. Her style is more offensive.
Signature Moves:
Khopesh
When an opponent makes the mistake of moving in on her with their face open, Bast brings her leg up and hits them with a push kick in the face. The speed and power of this move takes her opponents off guard, not to mention the fact that they often don’t even think she’s that flexible, making it an ideal way to shut down fast foes who are getting too confident.
Sandstorm
With an opponent bent down before her, she reaches down, grabs them around the waist, lifts them up and stretches them out over her shoulder, pressing them down from the front while their legs dangle from the back. After torturing them for a bit, she jumps up, bounces them off her shoulder, catches their head in a three-quarter facelock on the way down and hits them with a neckbreaker.
Burial
With her opponent’s head trapped by her arm, Bast reaches through her opponent’s leg, lifts them up and holds them upside down, then drops to a sit and slams their skull into the canvas with her weight and power behind the impact.
Decapitation
With an opponent on their knees before her, Bast steps in and delivers a devastating roundhouse kick to their head, knocking them straight out.
Heaven’s Wrath
With an opponent in her clutches, Bast catches them in a full nelson and wraps her legs around their waist in figure four leg lock. A simple move that, thanks to her unnatural leg strength, puts crippling pressure on the midsection. Nigh impossible to escape, and she’s even managed to knock a few people out with it by compressing their lungs and basically smothering them from the inside.Personal Information
Personality
Samira is a woman in the rare position of being exceptionally good at something she doesn’t like doing all that much. Basically, she’s really, really good at hurting people, but she doesn’t like to talk all that much. Which is a problem, because she needs to eat and keep a roof over her head, and she doesn’t have any other skills. So she’s been put into a position where she’s kind of stuck.
This translates to her wrestling style. People often interrupt her quiet demeanor as intensity, when it’s in fact a product of her not knowing how to talk with people she doesn’t know well. They see her aggressive fighting style as being overly vicious and brutal, but in truth, she just strives to end her matches as soon as possible. Laying into someone with full force and laying them out in two minutes might seem like a ruthless way of fighting, but she knows it’s better for them than dragging a beating out for twenty minutes.
The few that can get to know her find a thoughtful, introspective pleasant person. She’s a good listener, and having so few friends means she values the ones she does have, perhaps too much. A good example of this is her sister, who she puts a high amount of trust in, even when she pushes her to do things she’s morally against.
This translates to her wrestling style. People often interrupt her quiet demeanor as intensity, when it’s in fact a product of her not knowing how to talk with people she doesn’t know well. They see her aggressive fighting style as being overly vicious and brutal, but in truth, she just strives to end her matches as soon as possible. Laying into someone with full force and laying them out in two minutes might seem like a ruthless way of fighting, but she knows it’s better for them than dragging a beating out for twenty minutes.
The few that can get to know her find a thoughtful, introspective pleasant person. She’s a good listener, and having so few friends means she values the ones she does have, perhaps too much. A good example of this is her sister, who she puts a high amount of trust in, even when she pushes her to do things she’s morally against.
History
Samira was born into Mogadishu, Somalia, and things were bleak from as early as she could remember. The country was in constant conflict, one of the most dangerous places in the world, and it was made all the worse when her father left her and her mother alone shortly before her sister was born. To make matters worse, her sister was born with a weakened spine that limited what she would be able to do in life. With her mother sick most of the time, it seemed like the streets would swallow the small family whole, as it had done with so many others.
Samira refused to let that happen. She spent the next few years of her life clawing and doing whatever she could to ensure her family’s survival. When they needed food, she stole what she could. When they needed protection, she fought off those who threatened them. It was a hard world and she hardened herself in response, training her body and testing it on a daily basis. She found herself in fights more and more often, and it wasn’t long before she was doing them for money. While she lost her fair share, she won with increasing frequency. She pushed her body to its limit and grew into a strong, dangerous beast of a woman.
By the time she was twenty, she’d forged herself into something fearsome. It was around this time, however, that her mother finally succumbed to her illness, leaving Samira and her sister, Calaso, to find their own way in the world. Samira didn’t have a single clue, but her sister had an inkling. She’d received word of an offbrand version of LAW that had sprung up in Cairo, called the Pit. It was a half-baked attempt to cash in on the wrestling craze, and managed to get word to one of the recruiters. It took no small amount of prodding to make it happen, but eventually the man came, watched Samira fight and was instantly impressed, seeing the massive potential in such a strong fighter.
Samira was hired straight away, bringing Calaso on as a manager, and the two finally escaped Somalia. Life improved greatly, with her getting a solid role in the company and her sister picking up a real education and discovering her affinity for business, but there was only so long that such a good arrangement could last. The Pit was poorly run, and it soon folded, but not before Samira’s streak there caught the attention of LAW’s scouters.
She was given a new branch to cling onto just as the old one was falling, and found herself on a plane heading for Japan…
Samira refused to let that happen. She spent the next few years of her life clawing and doing whatever she could to ensure her family’s survival. When they needed food, she stole what she could. When they needed protection, she fought off those who threatened them. It was a hard world and she hardened herself in response, training her body and testing it on a daily basis. She found herself in fights more and more often, and it wasn’t long before she was doing them for money. While she lost her fair share, she won with increasing frequency. She pushed her body to its limit and grew into a strong, dangerous beast of a woman.
By the time she was twenty, she’d forged herself into something fearsome. It was around this time, however, that her mother finally succumbed to her illness, leaving Samira and her sister, Calaso, to find their own way in the world. Samira didn’t have a single clue, but her sister had an inkling. She’d received word of an offbrand version of LAW that had sprung up in Cairo, called the Pit. It was a half-baked attempt to cash in on the wrestling craze, and managed to get word to one of the recruiters. It took no small amount of prodding to make it happen, but eventually the man came, watched Samira fight and was instantly impressed, seeing the massive potential in such a strong fighter.
Samira was hired straight away, bringing Calaso on as a manager, and the two finally escaped Somalia. Life improved greatly, with her getting a solid role in the company and her sister picking up a real education and discovering her affinity for business, but there was only so long that such a good arrangement could last. The Pit was poorly run, and it soon folded, but not before Samira’s streak there caught the attention of LAW’s scouters.
She was given a new branch to cling onto just as the old one was falling, and found herself on a plane heading for Japan…
Appearance
A night out.
”Hi.”
Hard workout.
Getting ready for a hard workout…
Posing
”Here I go.”
+Having been only recently exposed to media since she left Somalia, Samira gobbles up movies any chance she gets, and has turned into an avid movie buff in a short amount of time. She, in particular, loves Westerns. The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly is her favorite, followed by Hang ‘Em High, and she’s growing into a fast Clint Eastwood fan.
+Bast is still iffy about pretending to be an Egyptian, and she’s already written a letter of apology in case it boils over. She’s also made an extra effort to learn about Egyptian history, past and present, feeling that helps tip the scales.
+People think she’s celibate since she stays away from hentai matches and isn’t outwardly flirtatious, but that’s not the case. She has a very active sex life with multiple partners, she’s just a private person by nature.
Championships/Accomplishments:
Friends: Sersei
Allies: Sersei
Rivals:
Enemies:
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