Match Type: "Smother."
Win by knocking out your opponent or forcing them to submit via a smother-based move. If a wrestler remains outside the ring for too long, they will be disqualified after a ten-count. Furthermore, if a wrestler performs an illegal move and is caught in the act by the in-ring official, they will be disqualified.
Standard rules - DQs, Count-outs, and the Smother KO must occur in the ring, and the opponent must be rendered unconscious via a Smother or tap out during a Smother. Any pinfalls, submission tap-outs, or physical knockouts will not be counted.
Tsubaki Ito continuously tried to keep her pleasant, mild-mannered nature intact. At heart, she really wasn't the aggressive type. However, her experiences in LAW were slowly chipping away at her innate persona...the metaphorical mask she put on for herself was being replaced by a mindset better suited for the more intense and intimate engagements she was looking for. She wasn't trying to become a cruel version of herself. She only wanted to become a little more resilient and powerful. She had the capacity to outperform her opponents, to REALLY make them struggle, and to grind them down until they submitted to her will...but she always struggled in some form or fashion to seal the deal.
Tonight, however, Tsubaki aimed to change things up once and for all. For tonight's match, the finely aged Japanese woman decided to be a little more dominant, to utilize that authoritative side of hers that only a mother could possess. Commanding, strong, and unflinching. Simply embodying these traits wouldn't be enough. She had to intensify them somewhat. She wasn't scolding a child, she was wrestling...FIGHTING. She couldn't afford to play nice ALL the time with everyone she came across in the ring. It was hard to shake her mindset, but over the past few weeks, she began to notice how other women her age were progressing, while also studying older footage of those very same women in action, trying to figure out where she was going wrong. If she really wanted to reach the heights of women like Touka and Kuviera, then she'd have to get her hands dirty and tap into that sultrier, more personal side, especially if she wanted to indulge her own desires as well.
What better way to do so than a smother match? A fascinating and tantalizing concept, especially for someone like Tsubaki, who had a lovely set of assets to work with. With that in mind, Tsubaki would put on her gear, electing to wear something special for this occasion. She admired herself in the mirror, hoping the audience would like what she had on...only to change that mindset of hers. No, they would LOVE what she was wearing. And if for some reason they didn't, then she'd just have to 'persuade' them~...After a bit of modeling and hyping herself up, Tsubaki left for the ring, walking through the curtain with a newfound confidence.
"Making her way to the ring, fighting out of Tokyo, Japan, standing at 5'10 and weighing 170 lbs...TSUBAKI ITO!!!"
Tsubaki emerged from behind the curtain, and when she was fully visible, the crowd could do nothing but stare in awe. Jaws hung out, cameras flashed, and a huge roar of cheers erupted from the stands, as many were utterly CAPTIVATED by the sexy-looking Tsubaki, who soaked up the much-appreciated praise, blushing and smirking as she flaunted her figure like a runway model. She was dressed in such a gorgeous set of lingerie, lacy and tight, hugging all her assets so nicely. She really turned blue into her color, rocking it with pure conviction as she strutted down the ramp, swaying her hips from side to side. Eventually, she'd slip through the ropes, giving the crowd a sensual display as she let the middle rope slide between her thighs and hips, letting the elastic cable sit nicely between her cheeks as she sat her weight down on it for a moment, stretching and straining it under her figure before finally stepping through fully, and making her way to the corner where she'd wait for her opponent to arrive.
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