Match Type: First to 5 Knockouts/Smother
Match Win Condition: The first fighter to render their opponent unconscious five times wins.
Unique Match Rules: Tapouts or any form of surrender do not have to be honored. Hentai tactics can be used, as both fighters have agreed.
Ring Type: Custom Ring - The ring is custom-built with 4 sets of ropes, but it is 1/3 smaller than the standard ring size. The floor is made of a slightly softer material than a standard ring. The LAW logo is still present, and a cage will be lowered down over the ring the cage door will be closed for the 60 minutes of the match.
The day had finally arrived as Shego pulled up to the building in her sleek Mustang muscle car, its dark blue and silver paint job showcasing the undeniable power of its custom engine. She arrogantly turned the ignition, the roar of the engine reflecting the confidence oozing from Shego as she anticipated the upcoming match.
Shego made her way to the locker room, flanked by two devoted lackeys who catered to her every whim. Her presence exuded an air of arrogance and superiority, making it clear that she considered herself above the rest. Today wasn't just about reclaiming her status as a fighter; it was about showcasing her dominance, especially against her opponent, Luna "The Shaman" Caraccio. The billionaire had invested a staggering 500 million in LAW to orchestrate this match, a testament to Shego's influence and allure.
Entering the VIP locker room, Shego settled onto the bench with a wicked grin, sending a taunting text to Luna: "Hey there, ready to kneel at my feet? Your place is beneath me, and tonight, you'll experience it firsthand.
"As Shego reveled in her psychological warfare, one of her lackeys efficiently prepared the shower and gathered the necessary items. Shego, with a dismissive attitude, casually discarded her clothes as the water cascaded over her. The shower took a luxurious 30 minutes, during which she indulged in meticulous grooming and shaving, emerging with an air of unabashed confidence.
Back in the locker room, the lackeys meticulously worked to enhance Shego's appearance. They rubbed oil into her skin, one painted her nails a menacing dark blue, while the other adorned her in a skin-tight one-piece suit with a revealing thong design. The outfit was a deliberate choice, emphasizing her provocative and dominating persona. The MMA-style gloves and leg guards were not just accessories but symbols of her ruthlessness in the ring.
"How do I look, ladies?" Shego inquired, reveling in the praise and flattery that followed. Her response dripped with condescension as she dismissed their compliments. "You both are just my pawns in this game who enjoy been my choke out pets. Enjoy your brief moment of usefulness, but remember, next week, you're replaceable but we shall see if you can handle it next week as you have earned."
Shego's laughter echoed in the room as she executed a sudden and calculated move, tripping both lackeys with a single leg swing. Swiftly, she applied a brutal sleeper hold to one and wrapped her thighs around the other, choking them into submission. The lackeys slumped to the floor, unconscious and defeated. Rising with a sinister grin, she gloated, "That's how you warm up, losers." She checked her phone for any replies, relishing in Luna's potential discomfort.
A knock interrupted her moment, signaling it was time to make her grand entrance. She reached the start of the ramp, the lights dimming as her theme song blared through the arena. Shego confidently descended, flaunting her arrogance to the fans, relishing in their mixed reactions. As she entered the ring, the referee cautiously checked her over, well aware of the havoc she was about to unleash. Shego was directed to her corner, the limp bodies of her unconscious lackeys serving as a chilling testament to her ruthlessness, ready to assert her dominance and revel in the chaos she was about to create.
