The winner must force the loser to tap in a humiliating hold or position. The winner will then own the loser for the week.
Naniko was nervous. He was always nervous but this time he had a reason. This was his first solo match without Lynn by his side. He felt quite strange not being stuck to her hip as he usually was but rather than feeling free he just felt more nervous.
He had seen some of his foes matches and this Suzanna wasn’t someone to mess around with.
A knock at his door shook him from his trance as it opened and a stage hand told him he had 5 minutes. He nodded and straightened his skirt. Naniko looked into the mirror adjusting his top and fixing his hair.
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The crowd was rather apathetic. Those who were big Lynn fans cheered him on loudly and held him up as a kind of mascot. Everyone else on the other had didn’t really seem to know what to make of the blunette. Naniko walked out confidently ignoring the crowd and walking out with a cocky sway of his hips.
He turned to give a cute pose to the crowd as he swung up into the ring. As he twirled his skirt however he tripped over his own feet only to plummet to the concrete surrounding the outside of the ring with a squeak of surprise. Naniko stood back up his cheeks burning as some in the crowd laughed and taunted him. He wiped away a small bit of blood leaking from his nose from the fall.
Tears sprung to his eyes from the blow to his nose. The tears seemed to spur the hecklers in the crowd on as they continued laughing and taunting him from the stands. Naniko quickly pulled himself into the ring normally and moved to his corner with his head hung low as he tried to dry his involuntary tears before his opponent arrived.