Hardcore Match: No rules, No disqualification. Victory achieved when the loser stops being able to continue. The victor will be able to do as they please with the loser.
Could this be it? After God knows how long, Could this be Fernanda's first time since she came to Japan that she would be able to fight a real warrior of the ring! She already knew about the brutal Nikolai that had everyone speak of how he manhandled his opponents until his manhandling hand got a big ouchie. The Golden Luchadora
Now that she was dressing up for tonight's event, Goldie could only think about this mighty beast of myths that she was about to face. And she was sure that she would be able to slay Pronin and hang it like a trophy in her chimney. Tonight she was about to take the fucking minotaur's head home! She definitely was confident about it, to see if she would be able to pull it off was another entire thing... Beastful
It sounded like this was it, she was going to get out there to have her most important fight yet. And damn her if she wasn't going to give it her all to beat up her dreaded opponent! No matter how much her legs trembled at that thought! She left the backstage and saluted the roaring audience! They wanted to see her get ryona'd? They would be getting the disappointment of the century tonight!
She finally made it to the center of the ring, about to see the man, myth and legend come out of retirement, only to get fucked from the get go by the Golden Luchadora!
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It had already been a few days since his public return to the ring and already Nikolai had a variety of wrestlers nipping at his heels. Ranging from the truly professional to the bravest upstarts. The veteran certainly had the pick of the lot but with so much attention on him trouble wouldn't be too far behind. Trouble that the 37 year old only wanted for himself.
"Ms. Taylor have you been receiving any grief because of me?" Nikolai asked downing an entire cup of vinegar tea. Before he would slam it against the table.
"No. Not at all, I've been like pretty hush-hush about this. Most people I know would have like blown a casket or something."
"Good, keep it that way for your own sanity." Nikolai urged. As he began to walk out of his dressing room and towards the gorilla position. While Janice followed closely behind, nodding in agreement.
"Then it's settled. Once I exit we're be strangers and I'll only contact you via phone. Oh and Ms.Taylor you've out done yourself, this match... It suits me."
"Um, like you were pretty clear so like it was pretty easy."
"Don't sell yourself short Ms. Taylor. You've done well." Nikolai assured. As he tipped his head in respect then waited for the Terminator quote in his song to finish. Before he would finally part the stage divider and walk out towards the ring. While a series of video clips began to play of him dominating his former competition on the Jumbotron. Humans Are Such Easy Prey
And like a military commander having entered a new room, all eyes would turn to him. As his massive 6'3" frame advanced at an even pace and unsurprisingly begun to cause the large crowd above him to boo with ever increasing enthusiasm. Unfazed of course he would make quick work of the trip and enter the ring via the metal steps. At which point he would move towards the center of the ring, remove his coat, and toss it to the Ref for safe keeping. While he spent the remainder of his time addressing Goldie. "Young lady whether you know it or not. You are my sacrificial lamb to be slaughtered and paraded for the crowd. Blame no one but them for the curelty that's about to befall on you. " Nikolai
Janice
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In a lot of ways, wrestling is very similar to the gladiator fights in ancient Rome. This time people don't actually want to see others fed to the lions, but the concept is still pretty intact; watch the baddest and strongest hit each other until one of them doesn't get up. At least, this was Fernanda's understanding of the show, and boy did she loved to think about it like that.
When she witnessed Nikolai's entrance, his former "conquests" showing on that bigass screen. Ooooh! So that's what's for! She thought to herself, feeling like a complete dumbass. It wasn't long before she was face to face with the man, the myth, the legend. Well, face to face would be generous, she was big girl, but he was at least a head taller than her.
All of this would probably be the foreplay to a nightmare scenario for any other wrestling girl. Not for Goldie though. She was thriving at the prospect of this being her opponent, looking at him more like a bear that she was about to make a rug out of. Even when he told her that she was about to become a sacrifice to the masses, she didn't flinched in fear, rather returned his warnings with a blood-thirsty smile.
"Am I now? Well then, tough guy, better be ready to fight for this lil' ol' lamb..." She got chest-to-pecs with the Russian fighter, not breaking eye contact at any moment. "And you better not disappoint, you just got out of retirement, Gramps. Don't make me send you there again..." And just to add to her bold statement, the Golden Luchadora wouldn't get away from him until the bell broke the tension between the two beasts. Only then, would she try to grab his hands to begin a Lock up.
Much like Goldie, Nikolai viewed his career much like that of a gladiator and although he had a flare for the theatrical. He didn't actually care about entertaining people. He was here to further build on his career and if that meant he had to make a little show of his exploits, so be it. It wasn't any skin off his back.
Unsurprisingly Goldie seemed to think the same way. She was young, eager, and ready to make a name for herself. Just the sort of attitude he'd expect from an overeager brat that wanted to put him down.
"Hahaha... Confident aren't we. Good! Good! I'd be disappointed otherwise." Nikolai laughed. Looking over Goldie with a smile as he waited for the bell to ring. At which point he would lockup with Goldie and make a slow deliberate effort to push his spunky young opponent into the corner!
"Well, it's your lucky day, hombre!" Fernanda was currently savoring the moment, eye to eye with one of her strongest opponents yet. Nikolai was everything she had anticipated and more! Brutal and cold, big and tough... If she was an enthusiast of matches, this was her opportunity to get a shot at the Russian bear that showed his face only for her to step on after his defeat.
This was, at least, the painting pictured by her. Reality could vary wildly, like now that she started to lock up with him and she was actually beginning to struggle while he was the one getting the high ground on her slowly. "Ghhhhh-"
The Golden Luchadora struggled and started to use her strength and position her feet to make Nikolai yield! No luck though... He was too powerful for her. In a regular battle of attrition at least, there wasn't just a head-full of golden locks in her skull. She tended to strategize even if she wasn't known for it, and she needed a bright idea pronto!
Just as the corner got closer and closer, Fer tried to anchor her feet down just enough to stop his advance enough for him to actually put his weight behind his pushing. "Hey viejo! Hear the bells ringing?!?" With a swift move, the Mexican blonde would attempt to release one of her hands from his grip and then try to slam Nikolai's head to the post with it!
Goldie was free to talk as much shit as she liked. In fact Nikolai sort of encouraged it. It was after all the least he could do for the young brat. She was a dead woman walking she just didn't know it. Though for everyone else not much convincing was needed. He was already gaining ground in their test of strength and as the two slowly inched closer to the turnbuckle it became clear that he was messing around.
Pouring in only the bare minimum to push Goldie back. Something others would call a mistake but for the old Russian fighter it was part of a broader strategy. Of which he hardly regretted even as Goldie managed to slip from his grip and slam his face into the ring post with an audible, CLANG! As he dropped onto one knee and held his aching face. While his other hand blindly swung behind him in a wide arch. In the hope of either forcing Goldie to back off or be struck in the gut with a closed fist!
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It was a very simple strategy in all honesty. Get that old fucker to the corner (Which was something that she may not even be able to avoid, given how damn strong he was) and then sink the damn thing with his hard noggin. Mission accomplished, she hit the jackpot and saw with a grin of satisfaction how he kneeled to her with pain in his face.
"What's the matter viejo? Did that hurt? I'm sorry? I just saw a mosquito and given that your empty-ass skull was the hardest thing around I ju-AAAAAAAGHHHH!!!"
Goldie was an experimented and cunning fighter, there was no denying that, she was also however, prone to talk outta her ass, just like she did and which probably enabled Nikolai to punch her in the gut. "Heheh... Nice punch gramps... Didn't thought that you had it in you to... Aghhh... Wow..."
As a result to her gloating, Fernanda was also kneeling down as he was, only she was trying to keep her breakfast inside, who would be able to stand up first? Only time would tell.
Despite swinging blind Nikolai would strike gold. Sending the cocky woman tumbling to her knees while he would simple get up. Still rubbing the side of his head, as he clearly got over the minor setback. Before he would suddenly split the air with powerful uppercut that would send the big girl flying backward and onto her back!
"I'd suggest keeping your mouth shut girl. A fight much like the breeze changes all the time." Nikolai explained. Rather condescendingly as he would loom over the downed Mexican almost as if he was mocking her. Before he would eventually bend over, grab a handful of her hair, and start dragging her more towards the center of the ring. Where he would then attempt to hual her back to her feet.
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It appeared that Nikolai knew how to throw a punch as much as Fernanda knew how to get on his nerves, that wasn't a good combo. It only sent his fist like a spear to her taut abs, sending her down coughing like crazy on the floor, and it would hardly be over, as she saw him planning his vengeance already over her fall.
The russian man got her to the center of the ring, dragging her by the hair no less. Which was obviously not a nice thing to do to any young woman. "OUCH!!! HEY!!! HANDS OFF CABRON!!!"
No matter how much she complained about it, the brawny man left her there and then proceed to force her to stand up. Perhaps she was not his equal in raw power, but she was no punching bag either, so the moment he got her up, Goldy would try to return the strong jab to Nikolai's stomach, his own medicine, see if she was also able to force him to bend the knee.
Having dragged Goldie back to her feet. Nikolai would feel a hard jab to his abs. Causing him to groan and not much else as he quickly returned the favor with one of his own in equal strength. Doubling her over though not collapse as he would grab her hair and stabilize her. A small smile on his lips. "Dis hair?" Nikolai asked. Pulling it hard to force his curvy opponent to look at him before he would reach down and lift her up into the air. Flipping her over as he hugged her into a tombstone piledriver!
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