Win by pinfall,submission or KO
Match takes place in a ring full of whipped cream, outside are tables with foods, candy and beverages for legal use in the match
The days grew shorter, the trees lost their leaves, cold winds blew over the land and all in all everyone was in a spooky mood especially here on law were some reall special match was about to go down tonight!
The crowd did'nt know the debuting wrestler as she was brand new and ready to make her first match a big victory!
And the crowd did'nt had to wait long when an old 30s burlesque theme started to play and the lights went into a soft red.
The crowd looked anxiously to the entrance of the arena and they would'nt had to wait long as a long and sexy leg came out the curtains, followed by a slim arm and then with a big wave of both arms she came out into the arena:
"Ladies and Gentleman, from the Cote d Azur, France, she is the Queen of Hearts, Veroniiikaaa Noir!
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A beautiful tanned woman with blonde hair danced out of the curtains and into the arena in a seductive
manner.
She was wearing a pink bathrobe and a big pink fedora which was wrapped around her shoulder like a big, fluffy Boa Constrictor.
On her head she wore red horns and in her hand there was a little pitchfork.
She moved towards the ring on the ramp that was decorated with jack o lanterns, creepy trees and ghosts. All in all it felt very halloweeny.
She grinned confidently and smiled, even stopped for selfies and when someone would try to get touchy he was poked with the surprisingly sharp pitchfork...
Veronika the european beauty, half austrian half french, entered the ring and turned around.
She went up the turnbuckle and grabbed for the belt of her robe.
Every move she took seemed to ooze elegance, even more than Harmonia and finally she opened it and slipped out of the robe and this was the moment she had the crowds attention when the whole arena burst in cheers.
Veronika let her soft hands with the sharp black nails gliding over her body.
It seemed that Veronika was'nt a big fan of clothing as the only thing she wore were two black Xs over both breasts and a heartshaped little piece of black fabrix hid her best parts but left nothing to the imagination.
A little devils tail was right over her fine butt.
Smiling she danced seductively on the turnbuckle playing the crowd like a fiddle.
She stepped down from the turnbuckle, her pink, fluffy fedora still over her and walked to the puddle of whipped cream at the center of the ring.
For a final move she dipped her indexfinger in and brought it to her mouth...
Only to grimace in disgust and spitting.
"What the fuck?! Is this pumpkin?!",she screamed at the ref who stood there.
The women stammered around.
"Ah, ah y-yes since it's H-Halloween so..."
Veronika threw a handful of cream into the face of the poor ref and smeared it in.
"Merde! Vollidiot!",she always mixed german and french when she was angry...or arroused.
"I hate pumpkin you cretin! I fuckin hate it! They promised me whipped cream! Not fucking Pumpkin whipped cream! Scheiße!",the Diva screamed, throwing a tentrum when her opponents theme hit the arena...