═ Suki Mizushima ═
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Basic Information
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Name: Suki MizushimaAge: 24
Sex: Female
Eyes: Black
Height: 6'2”
Weight: 161 lbs.
Home: San Francisco
Alignment: Heel
Entrance Music:
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Personality
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Suki is constant motion. She rocks her knee, she fidgets with her her hair, she stretches. Go go go—the day was made for doing.
She likes to touch people, to place her thumb against her lips, to scruff their hair, to kiss their lips. Boundaries are fun to break, and it's fun to watch people react to invasions of their space. And if they respond by pushing back or embracing her—all the better.
More broadly, Suki...pokes. She looks for buttons, then presses them hard and long and vicious. On the surface, all of this is played like a game. She grins, she teases, she asks what's wrong. Her eyes are constantly half-lidded in a playful, teasing sneer.
Underneath the playful facade, Suki is a deeply competitive person who fetishizes victory and defeat, who enjoys grinding her heel into her opponent's head while her face goes dark and a genuinely hateful scowl wrinkles her face. When defeated, when crushed, her moans are deep and needy, with a hint of sadness.
Suki has a deep love for music, especially chamber and choral music, and she frequently listens to earbuds when alone. She is constantly looking to get laid and considers the number of partners she's enjoyed to be her score in a universal competition. She loves the outdoors and hiking and will occasionally disappear for weeks at a time to camp alone. She often thinks about survival scenarios in apocalyptic circumstances and likes to think she would survive longer under harder circumstances than her friends and acquaintances. If she is going to do anything, she feels a deep drive to do it competently.
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Background & Motivation
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Suki was born to destroy her competitors: at five years old, she was a prodigious talent with the violin raised in a household of musicians. She was trained formally on the instrument almost as early as she could speak, and by the time she was seven, she was competing in local recitals.
From the beginning, she learned to compare her work beside those of artists a decade or more older than her. She won, repeatedly, which was fun, but what developed her passion were the recitals where she had the opportunity to face teenagers. Adults, for the most part, accepted her talent with humility and respect for prodigy, but it was the teenagers who resented her, who would shoot her venomous glares from the audience, who muttered poison about her outside the performance hall.
She thrived on their spite. As she grew older, she began to seek out resentment, to mock her rivals, to post bait on social media. She wanted her rivals to rage, and then she wanted to win anyway. By the time she was a young adult, this competitive drive had become a thoroughly sexual drive to dominate and to mock. She developed a blithe, sneering personality, the kind of person who strove to make everything she did look easy and meaningless—just so that when she left her rivals in the dust, she could make them feel all the more powerless.
As she entered her university years, Suki's craving for competition became all-encompassing, expanding beyond her work as a violinist. She looked to make everything she did something to be won, or lost, from recitals, to grades, to dating, to fucking. Fatefully, her university maintained a four-year athletic participation requirement, and she chose as her sport boxing—where she found a field of competition even more satisfying than music. It was one thing to be given better numbers than another artistic performer. It was another to break their face and watch them squirm at her feet.
Soon, she had expanded her extracurricular work from boxing to wrestling, and from wrestling to hardstyle brawling and street fighting. More and more of her time shifted from practice and recital to workouts and training—and why shouldn't it? Her talent was enough that she could slack off and still keep her position at the conservatory. And she did—until a particularly ugly fight ended when her own violin was smashed across her face, and another girl in her program mounted her chest and smashed Suki's face to a red pulp and kicked her ribs until four snapped. The girl, ________, was expelled. Suki was hospitalized. And it was from the hospital that she read, online, about __________'s entry into LAW.
Suki was left with no choice. She would join LAW, dominate the ranks, and earn an opportunity to destroy __________ in front of a global audience. She would do more than beat her: she would shine brighter, achieve a more glowing record, get paid more, and, if she could, see the woman retired in disgrace and infamy. Every match from then on would become part of her running desire to see this woman humiliated in her shadow.
Of course—much of this was an excuse. Suki wanted to fight. She wanted to make a living fighting, cutting, crushing, trampling. LAW would give her that, and ______ would be her motivation to excel.
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Wrestling Information
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Suki combines speed, size, and power to build and then unleash momentum through massive strikes and powerful throws, especially those that make use of her long legs. Her early game emphasizes ducking and dodging and landing big kicks, chops, and lariats to set up more powerful throws later in the match. What craves is the SMASH, the climactic crash of knee on face, fist on throat, boot in groin that signals her dominance. She likes to target the head, since a match only really gets fun when she has reduced her opponent to a ragdoll she can throw around and abuse. In terms of tempo, she strives for pure offense and the principle of First Strike—hit before your opponent can do anything.
Style: Brawler/Powerhouse -- The Leggy Berserker
Throws: ★★★★★
Signature Throws
Signature Strikes
Holds: ★
Finishers
Self-Destructive Berserker: Technique in wrestling can be as much about protecting yourself as hurting your opponent—and Suki doesn't have the time of day for those kinds of concerns. She goes all out with her attacks, even if it wears down her own joints, muscle, and bone. She will tire herself out with inefficient barrages of strikes and hurt her own tailbone with a poorly executed atomic drop. She has the adrenaline and drive to push through, but these self-inflicted injuries open up opportunities for exploitation by her opponents.
Horny Sadomasochist: Suki has a deeply rooted fetish for competition. The more she struggles, the more turned on she gets. When she dominates her opponent, the blood runs hot, and she begins to feel every brush against her skin with exquisite sensitivity—which makes her sloppier than her already messy baseline. Worse, defeat curls just as sexual in her tummy. As loathe as she is to admit it, being stepped on makes her wet. Once she begins to really lose, it's a downward spiral as she begins to succumb to a craving for her opponent's domination.
Shit Defense: Suki likes to attack constantly and harshly. She has a facility for moving constantly and ducking attacks as a matter of instinct, but she has a large, lanky body, does not care to block or keep away, and she has poor skill when it comes to submission wrestling.
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Art
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Main Attire
Hentai Matches (NSFW)
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Current Matches / Match History
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W/L: 0/0