Victory Conditions - Pinfall or Submission.
This is it. This is what you've worked so hard for. You can do this.
Videle Diavola stared into her own fiercely determined eyes reflected in the mirror. This was it. A real wrestling promotion and a chance to make a name for herself. She gave herself a brief spot check. Her wrestling gear was simple, yet functional. A sports bra style top and spandex shorts that hugged her like a second skin. She frowned, wishing she had something flashy to go with it, but this look would do for now. Nodding to her reflection and tugging on her black, fingerless gloves, she headed for the gorilla position. It was time.
Note to self. Buy a really, REALLY cool ring jacket once I'm rich and successful.
Not long after, Born for This, exploded from the arena loud speakers and Videle made her way down the ramp. She was a new face, but the fans seemed receptive. She had a certain infectious enthusiasm about her. Videle rolled under the bottom rope and into the ring, her fists flashing out as she shadow boxed for a second before raising her fist skyward and moving off to her corner to await her opponent.