Rules: Victory is determined by Submission only!
Jesse smirked. He couldn't help but be so excited. Granted the former model was a bit miffed that management sought to book him with some loser as his first opponent in his debut of LAW's new burgeoning intergender division. The blonde boy felt insulted to say the least. While it would give him an opportunity to easily dominate someone, but he still felt that management could at least give him a more interesting woman for him to beat. After all, if he was just going to beat amateurs, he could've stayed in the underground scene.
Luckily, the blonde managed to convince higher-ups of having a more interesting stipulation. Something that would spice things up as it were. He gave a mirthless chuckle as he waited backstage for his music to play, listening to the crowd chatter and cheer relentlessly.
"They have no idea what they're in for," Jesse said to himself, stretching as he heard the opening chords of Danzig's "Mother".
Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother
Jesse smoothly came out from backstage, to the roar (though, most of the cheers were of a higher pitch) of the crowd, excited to see what the new comer could do. The former model could careless by the cheering. After all, in his experience, the cheers tend to turn into boos after he began his work.
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