Rules: the general rules.
Wins by: submission, K.O., 3 count, etc.
Hentai: maybe.
This week she had had a lot of run-ins with her manager and her venue's management over the stupid decision they had made for the Apex Qualifier, "Tch;" but her demands were put in the same drunken complaint box.
She pranced from leg to leg in front of the entrance, bouncing her head and sharpening her eyes to focus on the show. Things weren't so clear with that stupid meeting; she didn't know if not sending her to Apex was a punishment in itself for her past attitudes, and for Nashi, but; it had her blood boiling since dawn and she had a match to attend and was going to take it out on whoever she had to face today when her titantron starts. "Come on, come on..."
And as soon as the stadium lights dimmed and the thunder rolled, flashing across the stadium screens, Vin Caster stepped through the curtains with the lights focused on her as she posed with her hands at shoulder height, arrogant and untamed, with the subtle mist billowing at her feet and the euphoria of her little fans spread throughout the seats reverberating in her ears barely noticeable to the din of those who have not forgotten her treatment with Nashi, nor that ending; but that didn't matter to her, today she had no head to feed her ego. She made her way up the top ramp shaking a few hands on the sidelines before climbing the ladder into the ring, climbing a corner and sending out a general kiss to conclude by jumping up for a backflip and landing like a seasoned gymnast on the canvas, evoking another set of cheers before leaning her back in her corner to wait for the other wrestler.