Who's the real deal here? Hathor vs Sierra Oasis

[SimplyMoon]

Pumped and feeling good, Hathor adjusted her rather revealing top as to cover just over breasts, psyching herself one last time for her second match at LAW. While her friend Aphrodite wouldn't be there for the evening, she was at least with her spiritually and pull of an exceptional victory. Her career was only just ready to blossom. So once she got into position and her music began to play, Hathor went out to a rather different, more excited and favorable than her more heelish partner.

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A few kiss blown out the crowd and even dancing slightly around in a twirl as she walked down the ramp. She truly was a more endearing goddess of love than her counterpart, though she was still heelish nature, a shared trait. Both of them saw nothing more that the fans among the crowd were worshippers of their divine grace and as bodacious and scantily clad Hathor stepped into the ring, no wonder she was view as a goddess of love, "My my, soo many people. What a pleasant surprise, I'll surely win with such backing."

[Ringropes98]

While the supposed goddess of love danced and strutted her way to the ring. Her opponent was finishing some las minute stretches as she waited in the gorilla position. Clad in her white, blue and gold attire. Sierra Oasis waited for her turn to step into the arena and face off against this goddess. From what she’s heard, this Hathor was a fellow Egyptian like herself. That means that’ll make for in total to her knowledge, counting herself and a pair of sisters she grew up with.

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Finally, she heard the tell tale sound of her theme music and she confidently made her way into the arena. She was showered with cheers as the spotlight shined on her, causing a small smile to grace the Egyptians lips. Other than that, she merely flexed her arm as she made her way down to the ring. Sliding beneath the bottom rope she hopped to her feet and locked eyes with her opponent.

And she couldn’t help but get a weird feeling from her. She certainly looks Egyptian, but Sierra couldn’t help but feel there was more to it. She continued to ponder as she backed up into her corner to wait for the bell.

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Sierra could tell easily something was up and she was definitely right. This supposed Egyptain goddess was doing no less than an old Iranian dance, an odd choice to replicate. Hathor herself was far from an Egyptian and had never at all lived there. She at least looked wore attire that at least appeared like such in theme just lie her opponent as the two finally stood against each other in the ring, squaring off for the first time in both of their careers. Hathor was easily from all appearances not only smaller in height but also weight and body mass, having a more curvy body while Sierra appeared muscular and fit.

"Ready to show your worth to a goddess?" she says looking outwardly unafraid while internally was starting to panic. Her opponent was far bigger and looked like she could easily tear her a part like ripping a piece of paper in half.

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The two stared at one another from across the ring. Sierra’s eyes scanning her opponents up and down. To the outside viewers, it looked as if the Egyptian was checking the supposed goddess out. Like she had been taken by Hathor’s beauty like many of those in the audience and even the referee! But no, instead she was trying to connect the dots of the feeling she had creeping in her mind.

Then the woman spoke. And it clicked.

Her accent was all wrong. Sierra was born in Egypt, two of her closest friends in the league were from Egypt. And their accents were all the same! Hathors could try, but Sierra saw right through her as her eyes narrowed. ”Goddess huh? And just which goddess are you supposed to be hm? Anubis? Amun?” the Egyptian asked as she stepped into the center of the ring. But then her tone shifted. (“Go on. Tell me little faker. Which goddess of the Egyptian pantheon do you claim to be. Have you even done as much research into our culture as you have your outfit?”) She asked. Though her words were different, for Sierra had instead spoke in her mother tongue the Egyptian language.

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"What ya mean, don't ya see that I am the real deal Hathor?" she says in response, wondering what her opponent was getting on at and then it hit her. Sierra was Egyptian, an actual one, she had to be, there was no other way from the looks to how she talked. Sierra was looking right through her and the only thing Hathor could do was double down. That was until...

"You... bitch..." she spoke under her breath as Sierra began to speak in what was most likely Egyptian. She'd growl before she began to rush forward to attack only to be held back by the referee, the bell hadn't even rung yet.

[Ringropes98]

And just like that, Sierra had shattered the illusion. Looks like hathor was never expecting to go up against an actual Egyptian. Possibly expecting to flaunt her proverbial knowledge of the pantheon and the rich culture. So when Sierra showed just how much of a fraud she was by speaking just a few simple words in her mother tongue. The supposed “Goddess’s” mystique fell apart like a house of cards.

Sierra didn’t even flinch when the enraged woman attempted to charge her. Instead she simply crossed her arms over her chest and watched impassively as the referee held her back. Shaking her head, Sierra scoffed as the referee tried to calm the fraud down. If he was able, he would then signal for the bell and the Egyptian would crouch down and raise her arms.

”Well then Fake. Let’s see if your fighting skills are better than your lies.”

[SimplyMoon]

"I am a goddess through and through and if you don't think that I am then I will have to beat it in to you that I am," she spoke as the referee let her go and she stopped trying to resist him. Could it be that Sierra had gotten straight into Hathor's head? It seemed rather likely so as the two began to square each other up proper. When the bell rang she further made it obvious, not evening hiding the fact that she was in an Iranian Razmafzar wrestling stance to an almost classical extent. For such a smaller woman she seemed determined to use her own strength against Sierra as it looked.

She took a step forward, a probing one as she looked determined, not skittish at all even with the rather evident height and strength differnce, "Now come bow to me!"

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It seemed that Hathor didn’t appreciate being found out in such quick fashion. The supposed goddess looked like she was seconds away from frothing at the mouth with rage at being exposed by Sierra. But her grandstanding did little to scare the true Egyptian, who just scoffed at the fakes attempt at sounding intimidating and instead made her way to the center of the ring.

The supposed goddess didn’t falter however, especially as the size difference between the two ladies became even more prominent. Sierra would’ve respected that, if her opponent wasn’t a massive bitch. So instead she just wouldn’t tangle her hands with Hathors and try to push her back towards the ropes. Where if all went well, then Sierra would try to Irish whip her across the ring so that when she rebounds, she’d get a face full of the Egyptians boot.

[SimplyMoon]

Hathor's attempts to deal with her enraging foe appeared to not have worked as well as she had hoped, Sierra making damn sure not to tangle with her, going right into pushing her right up and against the ropes in a show of strength that definitely gave an idea to everyone in the crowd whom was exactly the stronger of the two. She'd try to push back against this action but try as she might it just wasn't working when the opponent actively avoided getting into a grapple and using both size and weight advantage against her.

It would become rather apparent that this was all too set her up for a big irish whip, sending Hathor from one side of the ring to the other and back again as she rebounded off the ropes. What awaited on the return though was a big boot, knocking the smaller woman off her feet and down to the mat,"Guhh!" She'd clutch her face while rested on her side groaning in pain.

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And just like that, this supposed “goddess” was laid low. All by a mere mortal. It would have made for a great tale, if not for the fact that the two ladies were in a wrestling ring and that the “goddess” wasn’t even Egyptian. But Sierra just shrugged her shoulders and moved on. Walking forward to bend down and drag Hathor up to her feet in preparation for her next move.

That move being the Egyptian twisting her opponent onto her shoulder with her head facing the canvas. Taking a few moments to walk a lap or two around the ring, on her third she would begin to pick up speed as she took off into a run before dropping down onto her knees and slamming Hathors back into the canvas with a running powerslam!! It’s impact shaking the ring!