Momo Yamamoto vs. Fumi Inari

[Dubski]

Momo Yamamoto vs. Fumi Inari
Match Type: Standard
Rules: Victory by pinfall, submission, or knockout

A young woman was pacing back and forth backstage, eyes glowing with excitement and joy. "Ooooo... I'm finally here! I can't believe it!" she exclaimed. She had a slight dance to her pacing before letting out a squeal of excitement as her theme song finally played, Pulses by Karmin, the young woman screamed in total bliss, hopping up and down. She then waved to a stage hand who wasn't paying any attention on the way out and she hadn't addressed before now and said, "Wish me luck!" Of course, no reply came. But the second that the new wrestler, Momo Yamamoto, stepped out into the ring, she beamed happily into the crowd. She had finally made it where she wanted to be.

Appearance

She threw her arms back and surveyed the ring before running down the ramp, high fiving everyone on the closest side, and then even running around the length of the ring to high five the rest of those ringside in attendance. She had a lot of energy, that was certain, but the Japanese girl didn't feel winded at all. She was preparing for this day for a long while and was ready to take her talent to the next level. Thus, she jogged up the stairs and got on top of the turnbuckle, using both of her hands to blow rapidfire kisses to the crowd before hoping up and over the ropes and into the ring. She then ran to one of the ringside areas and then leaned on them, smiling dreamily at the crowd. They loved her energy, and they were so passionate without even having seen her perform yet! It was perfect! Nothing could possibly make this day go bad for Momo Yamamoto. At least, that's what she was hoping.

[ADarlingDucky]

Stalking around backstage, in quite the contrast to the figure in the ring, there was another face viewing Momo's debut, one who was not quite as entertained by the jovial figure. In fact, Fumi Inari was quite the opposite, the masked woman watching with a glare as her soon to be opponent bounced down to the ring. She didn't like this girl's attitude, and she sure as hell didn't like being upstaged in the ring, something that this girl had the potential to do, as the crowd was already getting behind her.

"Ridiculous..." Fumi grumbled, having seen enough. Soon after, she would turn and briskly make her way to the entrance ramp, the backstage crew scurrying to get everything ready for her entrance.

Spoiler

The crowd was soon met with the other woman competing in tonight's matchup as Fumi strutted out from the back, a bored, yet confident look on her face as she made her way to the ring, quickly slipping under the ropes. And soon enough, she would rise to a stand inside the ring, eyeing Momo with a vaguely amused smile, as she stuck out a hand, a smirk on her face as she greeted her foe with fake friendliness.

"Nice to meet you, I'm hoping we can have a good match..."

[Dubski]

Momo excitedly paced the ring as she waited for her opponent. Then, all of a sudden, she heard her come out. And oh. My. Goodness. She looked like the most adorable thing to the newbie! Yamamoto's mouth was agape in wonder of Fumi's outfit. She looked so cool! It made her feel pretty self-conscious about her own outfit, which she just kinda threw together. If she had an awesome costume like that, she figured Fumi had to be an awesome wrestler too.

The Heartthrob Momo wiggled in place as Fumi greeted her. "Ohmigosh, thank you! It's really nice to meet you too!" Momo then reached out and eagerly shook Fumi's hand. "Who is your tailor!? Because you look so beautiful that I seriously can't even." She wanted to compliment and ask the question, because she always thought it was important to compliment someone when first meeting them. She was totally oblivious though that Fumi Inari was actually just being fake with her.

[ADarlingDucky]

Making her way into the ring, Fumi gave Momo a disarming smile, keeping things friendly for now as she approached the new girl, holding out her hand in a warm greeting, that hid cold inner intentions. Still, at Momo's bubbly words and copious compliments, even the sneaky heel paused, taken aback a bit by how nice and kind the girl was was, before remembering why she was here.

"Oh, of course! Just let me get a bit more comfortable..." Fumi said with a grin, before suddenly tugging on Momo's hand, doing her best to yank the girl in close! If she was able to, Fumi would quickly slip behind her foe and wrap her arms around the girl's waist, before bringing her up and over with a massive german suplex, in much the same fashion as she did in her debut!

[Dubski]

Momo was very happy to be facing a nice girl too. She seemed very friendly. Thoughts swarmed in her head about exchanging numbers, going to parties, shopping, and all that other girly stuff. She continued to smile as Fumi replied then let out a sudden yell when she was yanked into her! "Wah!?" There was a single moment when the realization came to her and her eyes went wide and she noticed Fumi going behind her. "Wait what are you-"

Boom. Before Yamamoto knew it, she was crashing on the mat on her head and shoulders, holding her head and rolling on the mat until she rested on her back again, wincing as she looked up at Fumi. Of course she couldn't be nice. That was her luck. "Why would you do that?" she whined out, looking a bit hurt, emotionally on top of physically, that a girl had pretended to be nice just to throw her on her head. It was totally rude.

[ADarlingDucky]

Shaking hands with Momo, Fumi's smile only grew wider, the masked girl knowing that she was going to easily be able to trick the bubbly female, suddenly yanking her in close and hitting the girl with a wicked german suplex! Fumi could hear Momo give a loud grunt as she landed hard on her head and neck, before rolling all the way over, finally coming to a stop as she ended up on her back, a daze on her face as she called out to Fumi in a hurt tone.

"Why? Because this is a match, stupid. I'm not here to be your friend, I'm here to beat you. Now ring the bell!" Fumi cried, aiming her last words at the referee, who did as she said, wanting to get things underway so the action that followed wouldn't be illegal. And now with the match started, Fumi looked to continue things with her downed foe as she stepped towards her, aiming to throw a quick stomp and leave Momo hurting on the ground!

[Dubski]

Momo listened to Fumi's explanation, and frankly, it sucked to her. She then sat up slowly and said in a bothered tone, "But the match didn't even start! And you were just pretending to act like you'd be my friend, which is so uncool!" She protested the explanation, narrowing her gaze at Fumi, only for the bell to ring and Momo would catch a swift stonp from her opponent square in the chest. "Ack!" she cried, her body being pressed down onto the mat as she held her chest, rolling over onto her front.

She groaned again and slowly started to get to her hands and knees. "Okay... Maybe I should have seen that one coming..." she muttered to nobody in particular. It was a bad start to the match, and one she was kicking herself for not being wiser to avoid.

[ADarlingDucky]

Throwing a quick stomp to Momo's chest, Fumi shook her head at the downed girl, Momo's idealistic words bouncing right off the selfish luchadora, Fumi only acknowledging that she wanted to win here today! So with a grin, Fumi would approach Momo as she rolled onto her front, stepping over the girl in order to sit down on her back, a smile on her face as she does so, in full control still!

"Well, if you really are gonna keep whining, I guess I'll drag your battered body out to get food after this." Fumi said with a snicker, before reaching down, aiming to grab Momo's arms and pull them up over her legs! From there, if successful, Fumi would quickly lace her fingers under Momo's chin, yanking her back to lock the upbeat girl into a painful camel clutch!

[Dubski]

Momo was about to pick herself up on the mat so she could try to have a decent start to this match finally, and had an odd look on her face when Fumi had made her comment. "Wait, are you asking me out?" she asked in confusion. But before she could get an answer, her opponent had already slung her arms over her legs, and grabbed her by the chin.

The masked fighter then pulled back, making the plucky Momo Yamamoto yell out in pain, kicking a leg behind her as she was bring bent. Her face was turning red as she continued to fight back, grunting and growning with each effort. At least for now, Momo looked like she was going to be trapped in the hold for right now.

[ADarlingDucky]

Sitting down on Momo's back, Fumi didn't waste any time in applying the hold, lacing her fingers under Momo's chin in order to wrench back hard, yanking the bubbly girl back into a camel clutch! Fumi was somewhat puzzled by Momo's question, before realizing how her sentence before had been taken, causing a light blush to appear in her cheeks as she wrenched back even harder!

"Wh-what are you talking about?! I'm just saying that... I... you know what, forget it!" Fumi yelled out, the golden athlete becoming a tad flustered at having her words misunderstood. Still, it wouldn't stop her from quickly tugging backwards, bending Momo in the hold in an effort to wear her down for a submission!