Mysticism Manifested: Selket (D) Vs Suzumi

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In the darker recesses of LAW’s backstage area a woman lay kneeling upon a mat. As opposed to lights, several candles placed around her as she appeared to be in the middle of some type of ritual. Anyone that even came close to the woman and he ritual immediately walked the other direction or hurried past, trying not to disturb her. Standing up slowly the full height and size of the woman was revealed as sne smiled softly whilst bathed in the candle light.

”Mhmmm time for the mortals to meet their goddess incanrate.” She said as she swept her hands to the side, the candles extinguishing as she did. Then within moments the lights for that part of the backstage area flickered back on... revealing the woman bad disappeared.


Meanwhile the audience were talking excitedly amongst themselves. The card showed that the next match would habve the debut of yet another new wrestler. As they talked though the lights suddenly went out. Leaving everyone in dakrness as they looked around in confusion, wondering if a black out was happening or if there was some sort of reason for this.

Then a singular purple spot light came down... yet no one was there. Instead it highlighted a mysterious smoke that rose up from the top of the entrnace ramp. At this the crowd muttering wildly, wondering who could possibly be making such a theatrical entrnace. And what kinda person it would be for... than the music started.

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As it began playing many people got a shiver down their spines. The eerie music combined with the presentation... some of the younger audience members clung to their parents as a result. Then as the somg picked up pace thats when a figure stepped out of the smoke, revealing a tall, curvaceous woman with a tight and revealing outfit that inmediately drew the eyes of LAW. Not just the more dirty minded ones, but the entirety of the fanbase had their eyes glued to her. Apparently captivated.

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As the woman began sashaying down the ramp, twisting her hips sharply with each step the woman maintained the audience’s attention with every litle movement she made. On one hand the movements were elegant, sensual, enticing. But on the other the way she twisted her upper body and jerked her srms disturbed and scared others.

Making it to the ring she climbed up the steps and walked to the middle. Dropping down into a perfect split the crowd got a nice view of an admittedly amazing ass as the woman slid under the ropes and slowly, sensually pulled herself up on the other side. Very deliberately showing off her but as she did so, clearly showing she knew how good her but looked.

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Tossing the fabric she was wearing for her entrance away she would turn and lean against the corner with a smile on her face. As she did so the music would fade and the lights turned back on letting the crowd see her full, unobstructed form. She was clearly confident, and eager as shown by her licking her lips in anticipation for her opponet’s entrance.

[SwordSavior1]

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After a disastrous performance against Eerika, she was coming down with two successive losses. Suzumi considered her first loss against Tess to be more acceptable due to how back and forth it was. Considering third time's a charm and a tiny bit of training on the side, she expected to come out of this match without a broken back.

"Cmon what's taking so long!" Tapping her foot impatiently as she realised how much time has elapsed, since arriving at the intended waiting area backstage. Did an incident happen in the arena or was somebody insistent on extending their initial spotlight with a promo? Her opponent was apparently a newcomer so making a big first impression seemed possible. It also meant Suzumi couldn't specifically strategize for today's obstacle. Another day of adapting on the fly.

"Hey you are up!" Finally it was time for Suzumi Ishikawa to make her mark, so she immediately rushed towards gorilla position and show her opponent what was coming.

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Her entrance was rather mundane in comparison being just playing "Welcome to Paradise" while Suzumi would take her role as the optimistic babyface playing to the crowd and keeping them at ease. When the silver haired wrestler arrived on scene, she found herself baffled by the faces scattered across the crowd. Some being overly excited made sense, but quite a few were shivering as if they just seen a ghost or directing their attention exclusive towards the ring like they were caught in a trance. Either way, most people didn't pay much attention to Suzumi's entrance much to her slight disappointment. It's not like waving or smiling in a specialise walk was considered anything truly special.

Upon reaching the end of the ramp, she decided to stop showboating and pay attention to the other figure in the ring. Maybe the fan reaction was rational because Selket's attire did a perfect job in accentuating her gifts quite well, even causing the Tsunami to blush a little. "(Maybe she is only just for show. You can do this)" Inner thoughts trying put things back into gear as she scaled up the apron and finally entered the ring. Of course she had to be polite and address the newcomer.

"Hey there! Just because this is your first match doesn't mean your win will be free either! You have to work for it! I will make sure you will sleep peacefully!" Reaching out her arm and expecting Selket to respond with a handshake, assuming she wasn't a heel in disguise. A little too confident already perhaps.

[Bare]

Selket watched with a detached interest as her opponet made her entrance. Contrary to hers it was short, sweet and bright. Much like her opponet by the looks of it as the girl entered the ring with a bright smile, if with a bit of of a uneasy look in her eyes, no doubt from Selket’s own visage, which she expected. But most interestingly jer opponet swallowed her apprehension and stepped forward offering a handshake.

Putting on a smile devoid of warmth ir light Selket stepped forward. Crossing the ring in long, elegant strides she once again felt the eyes of millions upon her, not in reverence as she desired, but morbid curiosity as they waited to see what Selket would do as she stared at Suzumi’s hand for a moment...

Then rather than shake hands or attack like what she assumed many expected, Selket did something different. Raising both hands she placed one on Suzumi’s shoulder while the other came to rest on the side of her head, with her thumb outstretched resting over the girl’s forehead. ”Such a sweet, naive, innocent child, I’ll ensure your journey to the underworld is swift and pleasurable one.” She said in a ominous tone with a dark undercurrent as she leaned forward, pressing her lips into Suzumi’s forehwad as she moved her thumb.

Pulling back and sliding her hands off Suzumi’s face in a smooth singular move Selket stepped backwards. As she did she would slide into a kneeling position with one leg outstretched for all the world to enjoy. As she did so Selket would raise a hand and beckon Suzumi forward, than as if on cue, or as if Selket knew it would happen, the bell would ring officially starting the match.

[SwordSavior1]

Even after making her entrance, Suzumi noticed that her upcoming foe needed to ensure every movement was graceful. The audience were in suspense about events taking place before and after the match. A faint blush sprinkled on the Japanese woman's face upon witnessing Selket's body in motion. Despite having partaken in multiple sensual matches with attractive women, she found herself losing concentration. "(Noo....get it together)" Swaying her own slightly as if she was a charmed rattlesnake. Was another force pulling all or Suzumi wasn't at her A game today?

While not as strange but still eye opening, Selket didn't accept the handshake and whether her next act was an act of bad sportsmanship was up to debate. Like she was trekking in the deserts herself, Suzumi felt like she was melting from feeling the Egyptian's caress her shoulder. "But...I am not...oh" The silver haired woman was about to correct about being called a child, she would be left speechless from being kissed on the forehead.

Needing to recollect her bearings, the Wrestle Angel made a few steps back and turned to deep breathes hoping to regain her usual composure. The only she was certain about was her opponent being a more unusual flirty type of figure. Hopefully these unorthodox actions wouldn't translate to the actual contest, so Suzumi could figure a way to counter them.

As icing on the cake, the heavyweight wished to start this bout in an unusual position. Was she that confident? The bell did certainly ring after Selket raise her hand. "Oh...maybe this will set you straight." Wiping a sweatdrop off her brow before starting off the match with a simple charge. An arm would be outstretched for tried swiping the kneeling Selket with a clothesline.

[Bare]

Selket chuckled in amusement as her opponet became so flistered from her actions. Watching furure sacrifices squirm and fivht their desire for her was always a treat and this was no exception. Licking her lips in excitement she prepared herself as the bell rang and the smaller girl before her finally regained her bearings enough to coordinate a attack. Watching as the girl outstretched her arm and ran forward, Selket would smirk at the rather simplistic attack that the girl chose.

Leaning back Selket would bend all the way backwards, bracing her hands on the mat in a crabwalk position allowing the woman’s arn to fly above her. The crowd who had finally seemed to regain their bearings from the entrance oohed and cheered at her unique dodge and display of gymnastic skill. Something especially impressive for a heavyweight such as herself. Throwing her feet up and flexing her core Selket would lift her legs up, suspending them in the air as she now stood on her hands with her front half facing her opponet. Smirking at the girl from her inverted position Selket would wait for the girl to turn around following her failed attack, as soon as she would Selket would pull her legs in and tilt in the girl’s direction before pushing kff with ber hands, extending her legs in the same monent to attempt and land a rather unorthodox drop kick to Suzumi’s chest.

[SwordSavior1]

Hypnotic powers or not, Suzumi was under a lot of mind games. Translating insecurity, she charged towards Selket in an attempt to truly channel her own strength. Who did Selket think she was to tease her like that? To treat a star and wrestler with more pedigree (despite still being in her 20's). Even if she had no proof, the Tsunami assumed her opponent was around the same age or even younger perhaps. A simple attack was decided to start the match, because how else can she readily attack somebody with such a peculiar position?

With no time to waste, Suzumi proceeded with her clothesline only for the arm to sail above the Egyptian woman's head as if they were playing limbo. Having no way to immediately halt her own momentum, the middleweight continued running past until digging her heels into the mat so she wouldn't be entangled in the ropes. "That was a close one..." whispering out in the open. So what if she made one wrong manoeuvre? If Selket was insistent on posing for photos, then the fellow wrestler could play a little chicken or attempt a more practical stomp for good measure. She still had to be prepared for strikes and grapples as well of course. "The same trick won't work twice..." Turning around only to be left speechless by an even stranger position.

"What are yo-AUGHHHHHHHH!" Two feet connected into Suzumi's chest launching the silver haired woman a few feet away. The crowd cheered once again from witnessing such a magnificent follow up. As a result of the strike, the Wrestle Angel dropped to a knee and was left panting. Would Selket be keen to take lead?

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The moment her feet made contact with Suzumi’s stomach Selket would smile a sickeningly sweet as the sound of Suzumi’s cry of pain reverberated like music to her ears. Bringing her feet under her with the momentum of the drop kick Selket effortlessly stood to her feet as she turned was greeted to the sight of Suzumi kneeling before her. Licking her lips in a... almost hungrt fashion Selket was quick to act, like a viper about to lash at its prey.

Swinging her leg up to a near vertical position she grabbed her ankle, striking a pose that had become quite popular among the internet. Once again the fans went wild from the impressive display of flexibility from the mysterious heavyweight. Holding the pose for but a second Selket smiled as she swung her leg down with vicious velocity, aimed right at Suzumi’s head for what would sure be a devasting impact!

...Only it wouldn’t come. Much to the confusion among fans Selket had stopped her own attack just short of hitting Suzumi. Instead of drilling the back of the kneeling Suzumi’s head, her foot hovered just a inch above it. Winking cockily at what was sure to be a stunned Suzumi, Selket would proceed to gently lower her foot, pressing it into the silver haired woman’s head and forcing her down into a full kneeling position before Selket; held in place by Selket’s heel. ”Hm this suits you don’t you agree?” She asked in a confident, buttery tone that bordered between flirtacious and dangerous as she gently rubbed her foot against the back of Suzumi’s head.

[SwordSavior1]

Seemed Suzumi was facing an expert acrobat. To be honest looking at Selket's unusual headwear, she did fit a circus compared to a wrestling ring. Despite less leaning back or running, the dropkick hit like a truck judging by Suzumi's own screams. She felt something was a bit off about Selket's smile and licking her lips, for it didn't seem like the usual sadism, almost reminiscent of 'fighting for a driven purpose'.

All eyes were on Selket's unusually effective performance while the Japanese was left in the shadows still recovering from the dropkick. "(How do I even defend from that?)" Her mind absolutely puzzled when it came to merely approaching the heavyweight after being suddenly neutralised from the unusual attack. Did she have to improvise or play evasively for the match?

Having not recovered in time and being in the newcomer's range, Suzumi expected to come down with a broken neck as her executioner brought down the axe. "Ahhhh...huh?" Sounding in fear only to be entrapped by confusion. Realising that the foot was just right behind her. "Hey! What's the big idea? Scar-Aughhhhhhhh" Glaring at the odd woman only to be forcibly nudged onto a full kneeling position putting the Angel into further discomfort by constant pressure. "No....ohhhh ahhh" Feeling a bit lightheaded yet still capable of growling at Selket, only to let out soft groans from the rubbing behind her head. Pressing her arms against the mat, she desperately tried pushing herself up with the added weight.

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Selket smirked down at Suzumi with a almost sadistic expresson on her face as she rubbed her foot into the back of the girls head, as if reminding her of who she was struggling against. ”Mhmmm you struggle so fervently. Understandable but allow me to ease you’re joirney to the underworld.” She said in a husky whisper as she kneeled down while still keeping her foot pressed into the back of her opponet’s head to hold her in place.

Bringing both of her arms around Suzumi’s, the purple haired woman would smile as she brought her arms up, tensing Suzumi’s up in a double chicken wing. Finally removing her foot from Suzumi’s head Selket would stand straight before pulling her opponet up and hauling her through the air!

It appeared that the Egyptian was looking to show the crowd that with her flexibility, she was as strong as any heavyweight got. Something she demonstrated as she held Suzumi in a upside down vertical position, with the silver haired woman’s feet hanging suspended in the air. Smirking after a moment of allowing the fans to bask in her strength, Selket would turn and bring her opponet crashing down to the mat with a Lifting double underhook sitout facebuster!

[SwordSavior1]

The foot rub was mostly just salt in the wound, in contrast to the increasing leg pressure gaining on Suzumi's head. Despite only being concentrated on one body part, the smaller woman found herself in able to sway or roll out of her opponent's range. "This...isn't easing!" she uttered at Selket while gritting her teeth and pushing upwards for a counter balance.

Suzumi contemplated swinging a fist at the problem directly once becoming accustomed enough to the leg press. However she only thought of such a technique too late around the time her craftier opponent was proceeding to the next phase. Selket's size wasn't an illusion, it had meaning as evident by how the middleweight's arms were secured followed by her being suspended up into the air.

"Ahhhhhhhh...turn me over..." Begging for the tiniest bit of mercy while kicking her legs repeatedly only to hit the dry air. This angel was about to descent to the underneath. "Why...why....so long...." Feeling the blood rush to her head as if she was specifically being for a ritualistic sacrifice. Like a hefty crate, Suzumi was dropped into the centre by the Egyptian's clean facebuster. Upon making impact the entire ring vibrated, emitting what resembled a drum crashing. Afterwards the victim flopped onto her back with only one eye currently open and the rest of her body seemingly paralysed. "(So...sore...)"