Large and in charge- Moa vs {D} Seri!

[SubtleRoar]

*Coming off of an impressive victory over the diabolical Stacy and her admittedly adorable sycophant Kaede, Moa seemed to be on the fast track to superstardom- She had developed a cult following of diehard fans, the vast majority of the locker room was abuzz with just how well she handled herself under pressure, and even some of the more veteran athletes were offering personal tips and advice on how to better herself. Naturally, Moa wasn't content with just one victory however- She was the type of individual that would only be satisfied if she made it to the absolute top of the mountain, and tonight, yet another monumental challenge stood in her way: Seri Charleston. While both were, for all intents and purposes, rookies in the eyes of many, that would only augment the pressure both of them were carrying in preparation for this skirmish- Moa needed to continue to prove her worth in the eyes of those who called her a contender, and Seri would be considered lucky if she managed to escape this altercation with only a handful of bruises and a wounded ego.* "Mrs. Moa, you're up." *A faint voice called for her presence, and without delay, Moa was nervously stretching herself out before her musically finally dropped.*

*To her bewilderment, it sounded as though an increased number of spectators were cheering for her entrance this time around- Perhaps word of mouth helped spread her existence to those who weren't familiar with her work, but nevertheless, it still came as quite the shock for The Hawaiian Hulk. Charging through the opaque curtain, the resounding noise of the audience sent chills through Moa's soul, and a faint yet noticeable smirk crossed her face from the manic cheering she heard traveling throughout the arena. While maintaing her esoteric and intriguing aura, Moa couldn't help but wear her plastered grin while she trotted down towards the vacant ring, slipping her gargantuan figure overtop the highest rope while taking in a deep, trembling breath.* "Haaah..." *She exhaled, much more nervous than her facade would allow her to reveal.*

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*Once her enormous figure was well inside the squared circle, Moa found her way over to the neutral corner she was stationed at, deciding to assuage her nervousness by sitting against the center turnbuckle. While there wasn't much in this world that caused her to tremble so much, facing a new challenger one on one provided her with a rare instance of both fear and jubilation.* "I hope she's ready..." *Moa uttered in a soft tone, crossing her forearms over each other as she awaited the arrival of her opponent.*

[FinyBoy]

Seri took a moment to process what was going on. In the first match of her LAW career, she was matched up against a hulking monster of a woman. Intimidating? Sure. Who wouldn't be intimidated? Was she going to back down from this fight? No. Not a chance. She had spent plenty of time dealing with hardship in her life. A fight with a giant woman in a match designed to tear their bodies apart... it seemed like just another day in Seri's life, really. They say the bigger one is, the harder they fall. If that was the case, then Seri planned to make an earthquake with her opponent's body in this match.

She was outfitted in a white and red sports bra, along with a matching pair of trunks. Her boots also had the same color scheme, adding to the flavor of her outfit. Finally, black knee pads and elbow pads were donned to complete her outfit. She was ready to go and eager to fight. Size difference or not, she was ready to put everything on the line for this match. Forget going out with a bang, she wanted to lead her career with a bang!

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She came out on the entrance ramp to lukewarm cheers, which was to be expected considering no one really knew her all that well. As she made her way to the ring, she spotted the hulking woman standing in the ring. No doubt that was to be her opponent. She really was big...

Seri made it to the ring and slipped through the ropes. She looked across the ring at Moa, showing neither fear, nor cowardice at the challenge ahead of her. In fact, she had on quite the poker face right now, and she had no intention of changing it any time soon.

[SubtleRoar]

*Moa quizzically tilted her head before a light chuckle found its way through her lips- Was this the proverbial David to her goliath? Did this minuscule female have the raw talent and technique to bring the hulking leviathan to her knees, begging for mercy? These questions clouded Moa's thoughts, and before she knew it, Seri had already made her way into the ring. Both women shared an intense stare, sizing one another up before the match officially began. As she unfolded her mammoth forearms, Moa tentatively approached the center of the ring, beckoning Seri to join her with the edge of her index finger.*

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"You've decided to accept my invitation for a match. Why don't you show me just how powerful you truly are, Mrs. Charleston. I'm eager to introduce you to an entirely new world of unimaginable pain~" *Moa snickered, a haughty grin beginning to encroach across her face. The mammoth mauler then took a traditional grappler's stance, her hands opened and fingers bent as if she were ready to tackle a bear. It was abundantly evident that Moa was just as every bit excited to initiate contact with her opponent as Seri must have been!*

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*Eventually, the familiar sound of the bell reverberated throughout the arena with a deafening* "DING DING DING!" *Which subsequently coaxed Moa into galloping towards Seri, adamant on closing the gap between them herself.* "What you lack in size, I pray for your safety that you can compensate it with some margin of skill." *Moa huffed, giddy at the prospect of testing her limits with this intriguing rookie.*

[FinyBoy]

Seri watched as her opponent approached, her eyes taunting Seri for her size. It wasn't all that hard to discern, really. She had been pretty good at reading people's facial expressions her whole life. Of course, she had no proof of what Moa was actually thinking.

She wasn't exactly small as far women are concerned; she was pretty average-sized. Then again, compared to the behemoth standing across from her, most women would probably look like ants. She couldn't really blame the woman for that. She did think that Moa's boasting was a bit over-the-top. Sure, she was huge and all, but was it really necessary to talk yourself up so much? Seri found actions to speak was louder than words.

As she moved towards the center of the ring, Moa promised her a world of pain. She simply grunted in response, acknowledging the comment, but making no effort to say anything more about it. Then, the bell rang.

DING! DING! DING!

Moa charged towards Seri, looking to grapple with her and test her strength. However, Seri would look to duck underneath the grapple and slip behind the Hawaiian Hulk. Should she succeed, she would pounce onto Moa's back and lock her into a chokehold! She would then keep looking behind her, and should she be close to getting squished via turnbuckle or canvas, she would jump off and roll away. She knew from the get go that this was going to be a game of cat and mouse.

[SubtleRoar]

*As the terrifying leviathan charged towards her smaller foe, it became increasingly evident that Seri had no intentions of meeting her in the middle. While it was a prudent move on her behalf, Moa herself was rather displeased with this brazen display of cowardice.* "I know that I'm intimidating, but that shouldn't be just cause to run away in terror." *She chuckled, wondering what she should have anticipated from someone so vastly inferior to her own level of wrestling acumen.*

"Well then, if my prey wants to dash away..." *The titanic behemoth bounced off the ropes, attempting to swing her colossal right arm towards Seri. However, to her astonishment, Seri would whip around her backside and ensnare her within a surprisingly tight choking maneuver!* "Grrhh! F..finally, you've shown an iota of interest~" *Moa hummed with glee, planting her feet against the ground while trying to maintain her balance.*

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"N..now, let's see just how impressive your tenacity is." *She muttered out through her labored suspirations, attempting to inhale deeply before thrusting her right, sharp elbow against the center of Seri's midsection in an effort to discombobulate her. If nothing else, this was going to test Seri's reflexes and impromptu agility.*

[FinyBoy]

Seri managed to get onto the big girl's back and apply a chokehold. She began to wring the girl's neck hard so that she could start wearing her out. She continued to be wary of Moa running backwards to smash her against something, but not against the elbow strikes that would inevitable come for her sides.

As one came in, it pierced the side of her midsection, causing her to wince in pain! "Urg!" she let out is a somewhat raspy voice. However, despite the sharp pain boring into her side, she persevered, maintaining the chokehold. She even began tightening it in response to the elbow shot. She had full intentions of showing the islander that she meant business, and was not some flimsy girl who ended up here in this ring. Seri didn't just accept this challenge on a whim. She was determined to win this match, no matter how bleak the odds may have seemed.

[SubtleRoar]

*Moa felt her merciless shot connect with Seri's tender, vulnerable midsection, however the resilient female refused to relent. It was a rare occurrence indeed when someone could absorb one of her ground-shattering blows and continue without hesitation- Something Moa admired about her current opponent.* "Grrhh...hhmm.." *The massive islander could begin to feel her zeal seep out of her body, and the longer she lasted, the worse off she'd be. Knowing that this chokehold would lead to her untimely ruination, Moa decided the most prudent decision was to try and toss Seri off with a shoulder throw!*

*Posturing her massive girth forward to try and shake loose from Seri's unflinching grasp, Moa inhaled sharply to try and propel herself forward before latching her right arm across her aggressor's forearm. Once firmly locked against it, Moa promptly rolled her shoulder sideways while lurching the excess baggage clinging onto her backside forward, attempting to introduce Seri to the canvas beneath her!* "Y..you might be more tenacious than most of the others, but I shall not waver in my conviction." *Moa adamantly declared, trusting in herself that she would witness Seri suffer at her hands!*

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[FinyBoy]

Seri had managed to last through the first wave of attacks that were meant to get her off. Wrenching down on the hold, she was hoping that she might be able to put this match away here, although she knew better than that, especially given the size of her opponent. The big ones never went down so easily. At least she would wear her down some.

That was the plan, anyway, before Moa used her strength to practically judo throw Seri off of her. "GAH!" she said as her body hit the canvas. Once again, the voice that came out was raspy and not very feminine. Seri clutched her back in pain as she writhed around for a bit. If Moa allowed her to, Seri would try to roll to the ropes to create some distance and regroup.

[SubtleRoar]

*With a successful toss of the excess weight clinging to her backside, Moa was well aware of the diminishing window of opportunity she had to try and capitalize. Once the reassuring shriek of anguish emanated from her adversary, the massive hawaiian would quickly rise to her feet, attempting to regain some semblance of a reliable stance before sizing up her prey, a confident countenance stretching across her face.* "You've sustained an enormous amount of pain, but that pales in comparison to what comes next~"

*Kneeling down into an unwavering stance, as still as a statue, Moa suddenly lurched forward and leapt high into the air, launching her surprisingly aerodynamic form off of the ropes to try and generate an incredible amount of momentum for her impending attack.* "As the tide crashes against the jagged rocks, so shall my elbow crash against your body." *Her words resonated with a cryptic cadence, as Moa's humungous, sharp elbow grew ever closer to colliding into Seri's vulnerable midsection!*

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[FinyBoy]

Seri was splayed out on the mat, looking up at the ceiling, and all the lights that shined above the arena. Her back was stinging a bit from the throw. Tenacious as Seri was, that Hawaiian woman really knew how to strike hard. Even that small elbow strike she had made earlier was still hurting. Moa was busy taunting Seri yet again. Why was she talking all the time? It's just a waste of energy and time. Besides, it was hard to take her opponent seriously with all those cheesy one-liners she kept spouting out...

Seri knew that if she took too many big hits from this hulk of a woman, she wouldn't have a chance of winning this match. As that thought crossed her mind, she saw a huge shadow loom over her, as Moa was going for a huge elbow drop to put Seri out of her misery. With almost no time to spare, Seri quickly rolled away, hoping to get away from the big girl's move before it hit. "Hmph!"

Should she manage to dodge the move, she would try to look up and see the aftermath. Should she not be able to dodge in time... well, let's just say it will probably be leaving a pretty big mark...