*Staring at herself in the mirror, Jess smirked at her reflection- It was quite interesting to gawk at just how alluring she was, and given that her opponent for the evening was pretty easy on the eyes herself, the belligerent bull knew this would be a night to remember.
* "Aheukheuk, this'll be purty eventful fer sure." *She snickered under her breath while nonchalantly changing into her appropriate wrestling attire. Despite the significant amount of ring rust that she was bound to suffer from, given her impromptu sabbatical from the squared circle, but that wouldn't prove to be too much of a hinderance when it came to her accepting the fight with an unprecedented amount of gusto.*
"I might be an older gal, but that only amounts tah knee high of a grasshoppa when it comes down to raw, unparalleled skill!" *Stuffing her pair of boots with a singular foot each, Jess shook off the lingering torpor before throwing on her spur-studded vest, the terrifying texan stomped towards the curtain, and once she reached it dawned her signature cowskull mask!*
*With her music invading the ears of everyone within the stadium, Jess marched down the walkway with a menacing presence completely engulfing her. It only took an instant before the newcomers to the sport were introduced to the crimson crusher's bullying persona; spotting a disparaging sign near the front of the crowd, Jess subsequently yanked it from their grasp and tore it into shreds before beginning her ascent up the steel staircase. While this earned her a symphony of jeers, Jess couldn't care less, which only enhanced her antagonistic aura!*
"She betta not be all talk, otherwise I'm gunna hafta stomp a mudhole in that goregeous face of hers~" *Gently removing the hollowed out skull resting on her head, Jess laid the ornate headwear near the outskirts of the ring, gesturing towards it then subsequently dragging the edge of her finger along the center of her throat, indicating that if anyone touched it that it would be the last thing they ever touched.*