Win via Pinfall, Knockout, or Submission
"I know it's pronounced 'Matsumi' but... why?" There were a lot of weirdos in the Young Lioness program. Mary would know, she was one of those weirdos. Ex-circus performers, a few tech nerds, and... whatever the hell Sheila was. But... despite all the weirdos Mary didn't know anyone that'd use numbers for their name. She knew the explanation, it was basically a pun, but... it was still weird, even by the standards of resident horror-weirdo Mary it was weird. Still, it'd be an interesting match. She knew a bit about 623. She wasn't some math-loving numbers nerd like her name might imply, but instead a hard-hitting, no-nonsense karateka with a passion for punching, wrestling, and showing off her well did both those things. Mary could respect that. She always liked the straight shooters, those that had a very serious aura to them.
After all, they were the ones that were the most fun to scare silly.
Spoiler
As her theme came on the lights dimmed, and Mary's glowing visage was soon staring the crowd right in the face as they gasped in shock. And then... Mary immediately darted forward, making a very literally mad dash toward the ring. Arms behind, body swaying in a seemingly unbalance fashion as if she lost control over her torso. She ran a blazing speed before hopping right into the ring under the first rope. The referee, already frazzled by the sight, took a step back as Mari immediate bounced up and flashed the crowd an eerie grin, one that barely reached her eyes. And the audience shuddered at the sight before the lights came on in full and Mary marched over to her corner.
It was going to be a good night tonight.