Uriel C. Vs. Nariko H. - Too Much Power

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Vs.

Last Woman Standing
Victory Via Rendering Your Opponent Unable To Stand After A Ten Count

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Clad in that usual form fitting, cleavage heavy kimino style attire of hers, what with a light pink underwear combination, Nariko's strong heavy figure shook the ring with every step it took. Having little time for the fans as usual, despite the rather noted response she now received upon making her entrances, Nariko found herself in the corner in no time at all. Hands to the ropes either side of her, the powerful pinkette stood with her head turned to the ramp she herself had just descended down - her eyes to the curtains she had just slid through, as he naturally awaited her opponent.

Though as a first, it was not her opponent for the evening that interested her the most. Of course she was curious as to who she'd be facing, having learnt nothing beyond the fact her foe was in the same weight division as she, but Nariko's curiosity mostly lay elsewhere.

Namely, on the fact this was to be a last woman standing match!

Having yet to officially compete under such stipulations, despite them very much fitting the persona and attitude of the battle hungry-Nariko, the pinkette found a rare uneasiness shivering down her firm figure. Though it was as ever mixed with eagerness, given that under Last Woman Standing rules, a hellish battle was all but guaranteed!

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Uriel walked out to the entrance ramp fitted in a tight grey rain jacket, hiding her toned and muscular. Not helping much to surpress her massive bossom as it looked like her breasts wanted to explode through her tight coat. Uriel stood still at the entrance ramp with her arms resting by her sides calmly. Letting the heat of the stage lights brush up against her soft skin as she aimlessly darted her eyes around the crowd before locking them on her opponent, Nariko.

Uriel sights were locked on Nariko as she sauntered down the ramp; her eyes never moved away nor, blinked. Her target locked in. Uriel didn't think much at all at the moment. This was her first true test in LAW. A woman of ferocious technical ability going up against her. Would she win? Lose? Who knows, only fate ever knows.

Uriel seductively went between the middle ropes to show off her part backside and pliable body and found herself in the corner, removing her jacket, unbuttoning her coat and pulling her arms out of the coat's sleeves before letting it drop to the mat. Her expression cold, her mouth dumbly hanged open and her eyes were lazily open, as if she just woke up from a year long nap, she simply stared at Nariko with no hostile intent or any emotion at all to be frank. Just..blank.

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Nariko watched as she usually did - her gaze unwavering as Uriel made her appearance. Despite the fact that it was apparent from sight alone that this figure before her had the body to match Nariko's own. A feat Nariko lived for!

Watching without response as the stacked blonde slid into the ring, with an adjustment made to her attire straight after, Nariko took a single step from her corner. She rarely cared for the look on her opponents face, beyond when they were quivering, as such suggested a fight wouldn't be on the pinkettes hand at all but instead, a squash. But something about Uriel's gaze - the lack of life in her eyes almost, as if she had just woken up. It annoyed Nariko, quite a bit indeed. A uncharacteristic and rare feat, to say the least.

"Are...you high?" Nariko promptly spit out, with an agitated look plastered across her face.

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Uriel's muscular figure stood relaxingly against the turnbuckle, her arms flopping by her sides like noodles as they twitched slightly as a response to Nariko's spicy barb quicker than her droopy eyes. Uriel tilted her head forward slightly to look down on the 5'10 pinkette as her eyes traveled down to meet with her chest for two seconds, moving up to face her "alluring" face. Causing Uriel to grimace slightly in disgust. "Ohh..nasty scar," Uriel said in a calmingly lax tone.


"So..?" Uriel crooned her head with a frown. "Wanna land the first blow? It's on me." She tenderly said to Nariko with a warm smile crept on her face and her eyelids shut.

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Nariko wasn't impressed. Nor was she happy. Not one bit.

If you were to accept a match, you should take it seriously. 100%. That was her philosophy. Hell, having serious, drawn out battles was why she was here. And this girl barely looked awake.

Not only that, but she wanted Nariko to take the first blow, without resistance!

"You little..." Nariko snarled, unaware that to her luck the bell was already rung - with the insightful referee opting to call for such the moment Uriel made her offer. An offer that was taken up by Nariko, who swung her thick right arm straight up at her, to hook her right in the gut and smash all wind from her!

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Uriel's droopy expression changed in a blink of an eye. Nariko's powerful fist submerging into her gut with such ferocious power! Her insides rearranged from the punch-No, a canon ball puncturing her guts. Uriel's hips buckled from the impact of Nariko's thunderous blow, leaning her torso unconsciously forward in an attempt to cover her stomach. Uriel's eyes budging out of her skull with her mouth blown up like a pufferfish, trying to keep herself steady.

However, with wobbly legs. A hole basically in her stomach from getting hit with a speeding train equivalent of a punch. Uriel was easily rendered into a mess. Her eyes crossing and her puffed-up mouth exploding with a lake's worth of drool pouring out of her mouth with her tongue lolled out. All Uriel could do was lean onto to Nariko to keep herself steady, however, she left herself wide open for further punishment.

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Striking into Uriel with unmatched force - a rare, unhindered and full strength hook delivered from a woman who prized her raw strength over everything - Nariko did something of a double take. Was this girl serious? Was this a prank?

Why would she allow herself to be struck in such a mighty fashion from the get-go, when she turned into a mess so easily?

Nariko visibly shrugged, before reaching for a hug on Uriel's head and hair. Pulling up and over with that grip, she'd look for a nasty snap-mare into the open space before Uriel's corner - one she'd follow up with a headlock, as Nariko fell to a knee to lock it in.

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A dazed Uriel was impressively pulled off her feet via Nariko's herculean strength, her gargantuan muscled frame easily being flipped like nothing! She landed flat on her butt on the hard canvas with a thud that sent brutal tingles up her lower spine, her droopy eyes widened at the unexpected pain. But sadly for Uriel, Nariko wasn't done yet! Feeling Nariko's fiery hands wrap around her head it almost- burnt Uriel by how warm Nariko's boiling fingers would be! To cap it all off, Uriel was pleasantly graced with a sharp knee to her tingling spine to make the already painful maneuver much worse.

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Nariko was still lost for words. Her assault was coming off without hinderance - was Uriel even trying to defend herself?

The match would still proceed regardless of course, even if Uriel didn't throw a strike all match. Nariko sought a even, well fought battle but she would not simply up and leave in the face of a foe whom opted to resistance. Nor anything, for that matter!

Wrenching and pulling the head of her muscular ragdoll, Nariko switched her chinlock to a headlock, as to allow her a firmer grip whilst pulling Uriel to her feet. From there another transition would promptly follow - the massive biceps of Nariko would seek a tight hug around Uriel's hips, with an intention of pulling her off her feet with no strain at all!

For Nariko would quickly turn as to point her back to the centre of the ring, and open space, whilst still carrying Uriel off her feet. Prior to simply falling back, to drop Uriel with a simple back-suplex!

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Nariko made quick work transitioning Uriel from a chinlock to a headlock as Nariko pulled Uriel's drooling carcass back to a vertical base without a hint of oppression, effectively becoming Nariko's sparring dummy as she transitioned into her next move with little of resistance but a small tired moan leaving corpse.

Feeling Nariko's well defined arms wrap around her toned body, all Uriel could do was hang there like a dead animal. Head hung low, arms limp as a noodle, her eyes and mouth droopy. To Uriel's misfortune- the back of her skull would crunch at an obscenely awkward angle as her body folded like a pancake. Her breasts practically smothering her as she remained in that embarrassing position beside the odd twitch now and then. Nariko dominating her with ridiculous ease!