Victory conditions: pinfall, submission, knockout, disqualification
Naya's finger scrolled through her twitter feed, an irritated pout plastered on her face as she relived the intense feud with the woman who would be sharing the ring with her tonight. Naya didn't consider herself a provocateur, but she couldn't help but start the whole exchange upon seeing what this woman had posted: A dismissive hit piece of her dream league and the entirety of the wrestling industry itself. Naya had worked her whole life to perfect her style of wrestling, spilling blood, sweat, tears, and other bodily fluids in her pursuit for greatness. For the longest time she was scared that her sacrifice wasn't leading her to the heights she hoped for, instead stuck in a limbo unable to garner the branding she needed to make significant headway in the world of wrestling. When she saw that some talentless hag was living her dream of competing on wrestling's biggest stage, and having the audacity to ridicule it, well there was just no letting that slide.
For all the emotions her beef with Mei Zhen had stirred up, it had yielded at least one extremely promising outcome, that being her debut here tonight at LAW. Out of the hundreds of haughty woman who ran their mouths in the league, Naya had seemingly decided to call out the perfect one to jumpstart her career. The social media buzz gathered from their online feud was enough to grab the attention of some in upper management. That, combined with some anger-induced string pulling on Mei's part, and Naya had found herself flung into one of the greatest leagues in the world and on on track to fulfilling her dreams. Naya didn't know whether to consider these chain of events expert manipulation on her part or just dumb luck, but in either case, there was no way she would let an opportunity this big go to waste.
She straightened herself out in her locker room mirror, making sure she looked her absolute best for her big moment. Her shrug jacket rested comfortably overtop her leotard, a combination of alluring curves and capable muscles bulged through the skin-tight fabric. Naya would mostly be using the latter of those assets for this match however, considering that standard rules applied. Naya didn't mind, after all she wasn't here tonight to have that kind of fun with her opponent. She was here to teach her a lesson and show her just how real wrestling can get. There would be plenty of opportunities to go down that road if all went well tonight. With a determined grin on her face, she set out towards the entrance ramp, waiting until her theme was at maximum volume before the big reveal.