Cultural Destruction: Robin Mendez vs Alizeh Midori

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Falls Count Anywhere São Paulo edition. POW claimed for the winner

Now this was a stage worth fighting it. It was a mere imitation of her homeland and her even this sham was more comfortable to look at than the usual barebones of the LAW ring. Due to São Paulo’s diverse nature LAW had spared little expense getting tools that fit the environment from multiple populations that inhabited the city, two of which may be familiar to Alizeh but all were home to Robin. That state may have been hard to her at times but once she became a name in such a popular city she made it her home and never struggled again now she would take the various trinkets that she knew and battered Alizeh to pieces. While making her entrance and ignoring the roar of the crowd she looked around at the ring, the turnbuckle and ropes had been changed to match the color of the flag while the coat of arms was at ringside. A nice touch but what mattered to her was the things outside the ring. At her request she had made sure some toys were around for her to mess with, things she had seen in the main parts of the city of in the neighborhoods that made up parts of it that would make useful tools. LAW didn’t approve everything but enough got through to matter, and more importantly she had gotten word that the things she really wanted were Pam Ed where she requested them by one of the staff she paid to have set things up. When the time was right she could get to all of them and make short work if Alizeh Midori.

Her debut interview was rather rudely ended by Alizeh’s refusal to take any of Robin’s harsher questions. While it was obvious Robin was going for a reaction for the cameras Alizeh decided to direct her attention to Robin herself because she was a wrestler. This was a bad idea for two reasons, Robin hated when she was questioned as a member of the press and she hated being challenged like she was weak. Two offenses too many brought her here but now that everything was set her way and nothing looked like it could go wrong. It was enough to make Robin smile and bask in the moment while sheet the crowd think they were in for a fun match and not the brutal stomping Robin planned for it to be.

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Alizeh ahd a rare serious look on her face as she walked down the halls of backstage LAW, mentally and physically prepared for her match tonight. An ill advised one if you asked her mom or other trainers at LAW, but Alizeh didn't care. Robin had disrespected her in their interview, intentionally asking her questions to throw her off and get in her head, and Alizeh didn't take take it lightly so she challenged the woman to a match, plain and simple. Just to get her to accept she had to allow Robin to set the terms of the match, a Sao Paulo inspired street fight, whatever that meant. But Alizeh did know Robin was drawing from her roots for this bout, so Alizeh would do the same, wearing gear that represented her Lucha heritage, and channeling her most serious side to teach Robin a lesson in respect tonight.

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Rolling her neck as she made it to entrance ramp Alizeh would take a breath, looking up just as her music hit, signalling her time to head out with the accompaniment of thunder and lightning sound effects followed by the strumming of guitar.

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Heading out past the curtain Alizeh would retain her serious expression, but not forgoing any crowd pleasing as she would at least throw her arm up, much to the pleasure of the crowd as they cheered and whooped for her arrival. Marching down the ramp Alizeh would have her eyes set on Robin who was in the ring, only briefly taking in the set up around it. LAW certainly spared no expense setting things up and she had to admit, if it was anyone else under any different circumstance Alizeh may have been able to appreciate the backdrop, especially since parts of it reminded her of her own home field.

Unfortunately that wasn't the situation she found herself in tonight, instead she would have to ignore all this beautiful set up, likely hiding some nasty surprises, in favor of defeating the equally beautiful yet dangerous opponent in the ring. Entering the ring and approaching the center of the ring Alizeh would glare heatedly at Robin. "Hope you're ready to eat your words tonight." Alizeh called out, ready to throw down as soon as the bell rang, and only reluctantly heading back to her corner at the ref's insistence, but the green haired girl's eyes never once left that of her opponent.

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Robin looked around the landscape that had been set up according to her design. Everything looked perfect, the only thing it needed was her target who started to come down when that thought was bubbling inside her. She didn’t pay any mind to the changes in Alizeh’s look or attitude. She was already a disrespectful fool and being a fool who dressed differently changed nothing about Robin’s feelings or plans. “Tonight I claim another victory and restart my career in the ring in the same way I started it by putting another doubter in my place. This won’t be the silencing if a critic you imagined.” As easy as it would be to make it so she knew she had to prepare herself. The last time she wrestled was against the crazy harlequin and it took Robin removing her top to get out of that alive. She had no intention of being humiliated to survive a match again. She had a game plan that she would stick too and extinguish Alizeh’s plans for her and do it with dignity.

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Hearing the response from her opponent Alizeh's eyes would narrow dangerously as her fists tightened, anger definitely flaring up as she considered saying something now, but she decided she didn't' want to get into a yelling match before it started. No she wanted Robin to hear what she was about to say, and she wanted only Robin to hear it. Taking a deep breath and looking up with a glare at Robin as the bell finally rang Alizeh wouldn't rush the woman, nor approach with her hands in a lock up position.

Rather, Alizeh would simply walk forward, calmly and with purpose right up too Robin who she sought to meet in the center of the ring if the woman began walking as well, or if she remained still, Alizeh would go all the way to Robin's corner. Either way she would keep walking until the two were chest to chest to chest, or rather, Robin's chest laying on top of Alizheh's given the height disparity while Alizeh leaned her neck up to stare Robin in the eyes as best she could.

"I'm not looking at this as the silencing of a critic. I don't care what you say about me, I care that you said it to use me for your own ends, and I refuse to be a pawn for you. So I'm going to beat you tonight, and humiliate you when I bring you home, so you know you won't ever get away with it with me. This is going to hurt." Alizeh said to the woman with a determined glare, waiting for the woman's response, whether it be physical or verbal.

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Whatever happened now was something that only they would hear when Alizeh stepped in front of her and refused to stop when she pumped into Robin. Despite having a few inches on her which meant she was nearly resting on her boobs Alizeh was close and giving her ultimatum about Robin’s eventual fate. She didn’t like being used? She was in the wrong place. “In the media world everyone is a pawn to be used for any purpose that we need. You think that fiasco is something we should let you control the story of? It’s the the world story now. It’s my story now. This new story will be how Alizeh Midori opened her mouth one too many times and was reminded that sometimes the best thing to do is to be silent.” Alizeh was right about one thing. This was going to hurt. She didn’t plan to lose with the kind of punishment that waited for the loser. Instead of waiting any longer Robin would push Alizeh back and if she came back at her she would respond with a kick.

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Alizeh continued to glare up into Robin's eyes after saying her piece, refusing to back down from the older woman. The differences between them becoming more and more apparent. Robin's own reply showing Alizeh just how deep the extent of her manipulative personality went, and it made her sick that she had in any way supported this woman by being her interviewee. Pushed back by the older woman Alizeh would growl softly and immediately move to come back in at Robin, refusing to back down against the woman, only this seemed to be just what Robin wanted as Alizeh found herself walking into a kick! "Ngh!" Alizeh groaned out in pain as she was hit by the blow, forced to glare up at Robin before pulling her arm back and trying to send a forearm at Robin's chest!

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Robin had plans for the entire evening and was going to make sure Alizeh would play her part for every single one of them. The only thing that was happening now was Robin deciding to get in Alizeh’s face since the match had very little rules to worry about and kicking Alizeh the second she got too close. It was an opening shot that earned her a fresh glare while Robin would start going for the next attack and aimed a forearm at Alizeh’s eye level to get that glare out of her face. At the same time Alizeh went for a forearm and due to the difference in sizes both of them connected. Robin felt a sharp push off of bone into her chest that caused her to flinch back after her second move. Moving away like she had been stung and briefly stopping the violent shakes through her by placing a hand gently by the side of her chest. “You’re actions are costing you a chance to make your time as my Prisoner painless.” With those words she would start to back up. Giving Alizeh time to chase her and prep her next move. That first forearm wasn’t as bad because she hit at the same time, the next one would be harder and that kind of fight was one Robin had never planned to get into because she knew almost any wrestler could beat her that way. But her pride kept her from leaving the ring yet. As good as those weapons looked she still had to show Alizeh that Robin could actually wrestle or she would come at her again and suggest something standard. No, the weapons had to look like a bonus not Robin’s salvation, much as it meant that she was going to get hurt in this ring if she planned it right a few bruises would sell her plan.

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Things were naturally and understandably starting off pretty heatedly between Alizeh and Robin given the circumstances that had led to this match to begin with. As things were though, starting off quite literally in each others faces from the get go and only separating because of a kick, well it definitely spoke of the levels of animosity at play between them. As it stood though Alizeh wasn't about to let Robin get away with getting the first hit in the match and pulled her arm back, swinging it forward for a forearm smash aimed at the woman's chest! Unfortunately Robin had the same idea and in the same moment both woman's arms crashed into each other, Alizeh's into Robin's chest while Robin's dug into Alizeh's face. "Ngh!" Grunting as she was forced back a few steps Alizeh would flash a glare at Robin refusing to let this interviewer get the edge and promptly surged forward, leaping up into the air and extending her leg out, attempting to land a running knee strike on Robin!

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Thankfully time out of the ring had done nothing to her nerves. She felt calm even as she thought about her back up plans and could feel the trouble ring this close to Alizeh was bringing. Every plan you made in the ring came with risks, hers was that Alizeh was a dangerous foe and Robin couldn’t force her off with one or two moves. She was still on her even after that kick and closing in quickly. She would stop a second kick, giving her a leg for free was a quick way to lose it and Robin still couldn’t leave the ring. Alizeh running knee strike was a threat that Robin would best avoid. She turned to quickly slip away from the kick and it made her hair fly back when she rushed past her. No doubt about it. Alizeh wasn’t playing. She wanted to make this quick and that knee could smash a jaw or knock her out if she hit it. Robin opened her mouth to try and aggravate her more only to stop herself. An angrier Alizeh was not what she needed it she was going for knockout blows like that. She still had to get close and avoid the distance needed for Alizeh to do something nastier then that and ran at Alizeh to go for a drop kick and try to bring her down at least.

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Alizeh was wrestling pissed off right now. That much was obvious and no matter how much she tried to suppress it, knowing that she had to keep a clear head to win this match, she just couldn't do it. All she was focused on was beating the absolute piss out of Robin to make the woman pay for that interview. Hence Alizeh dashed forward, looking to end things right then and there with a ultra power knee strike aimed at the woman's jaw! Unfortunately however Alizeh wasn't able to connect fully with the move, only barely clipping some of the Brazilian Woman's hair. Landing in a slight stumble Alizeh turned... and was immediately blasted in the chest with a drop kick! "GAH!" Alizeh yelled in pain as she hit the mat with a groan of pain, holding her chest, temporarily vulnerable at Robin's feet!