Victory is obtained by pin, Submission, or knockout
A debut to a new promotion was usually an exciting time for wrestlers. One that sent the their hearts beating out of their chests, pacing in anxiety. It was the make or break their popularity with the crowd.
And yet here Mikoto was, staring blankly as she waited backstage for her match to begin. She couldn't feel emotions, so she didn't know how that would feel. She just wanted things to get underway. Not for her own sake, but for her girlfriend, Clair, who stood by her and was looking at her phone. She was there to support the blank girl however she could.
"Man, this girl looks so pathetic." Clair said, seeing some of the stuff about her girlfriend's opponent, Finella. "One technicality win, followed by exploding after her sister got a booboo. And then after her next win she just decides to call out one of the girls and make fun of her? Can you get any more petty?" She rolled her eyes, putting the device away.
"Maybe. But she seems like she can throw a punch that would feel amazing." Mikoto would reply, a light pink dust rising to her cheeks at the masochistic image she got. "But of course I won't lose, Killer-chan." She turned and gave the Canadian a kiss to her cheek. To which she replied with a tiny laugh.
"I know. Cause if you lose I'll be putting the cattle prod away for a month." She only joked. The look on Mikoto's face after the shock was orgasmic. But it was still proper motivation.
"I won't, Killer-chan."