Heavenly Black: Himeko Akan VS Death Bunny

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Gothic Coffin Match
No DQ
Win via locking opponent in the coffin
The Coffin is outside the ring facing the ramp. Various macabre stuffed plushies decorate the ring, as well as a table with black table cloth, chains hanging from the ropes, and a goth themed bed is on the other side of ring from the coffin.

Himeko Akan

Himeko was feeling double, super extra pumped for her match up tonight. She was gonna be facing a really cool lady called Death Bunny! The giantess loved theatrics and this woman had a ton of them. Acting like the grim reaper of the ring and everything. Himeko was all dressed in her white one piece, head band, and white wrestling shoes for this match. Normally she wore black boots but she was hoping to contribute to the whole vibe of the match with her upbeat light facing DB's dark spookiness. The match itself was going to be a coffin match. It would be her first one in fact. And Himeko was excited to try it. She wasn't sure what was supposed to happen after they locked the coffin. But the giantess figured she'd just let DB out at some point after she won. Feeling confident in herself, Himeko was ready to go out and face the grim rabbit as she walked out of the locker room and made her way towards the stage.

The crowd was cheering as the lights dimmed and smoke started covering the entrance. With lights shining the foggy area as her theme music played, Himeko would emerge with her fists raised as the fans roared in approval. Smiling as she basked in their cheers, the giantess would walk down the ramp, giving high fives and hugs to a few fans along the way. Once she reached the ring, Himeko would take a look at the coffin and give it a few pats as if she was testing it out. Smiling, the woman would shout "Lets go!!!", to the fans before climbing up the apron and stepping through the ropes. Bouncing on her feet as she moved around the ring, Himeko would climb up in her corner and wave to all the people. Smiling wide, the woman would beat her chest like King Kong before flexing her arms to show off her muscles. Then, after hopping back down, the giantess would look at all the cute and somewhat gory plushies. A lot of rabbits, which made sense. But there were also a few bears, elephants, octopussies...octopods...no...octopi?...octopes? There was more than one octopus...oh and sharks and monkeys! All of which featured some macabre theme whether it be stitches, blood, gore, knives, etc. Himeko herself though one particular bunny plushie was adorable. It was white with outlines that made it look like a skeleton with solid black eyes. Himeko couldn't help but pick it up and give it a hug as she waited in the corner for the ominous Death Bunny to arrive.

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Death Bunny

Conflicts abounded within a certain bunny eared reaper as she flicked her cigarette to the side and stamped it into the floor beneath her wrestling boot. In the midst of her methodical pre-match rituals, Death reminisced whilst shrouded in her sullen gloom about the last time she'd squared off against the jubilant giantess with a decidedly...unfortunate outcome. Bunny's fanatical search at the time for a worthwhile adversary ended with her discovering exactly what she hunted for, except now she had become the poster child for being careful what you wish for. A joyful powerhouse prone to giddy optimism wasn't exactly what Death envisioned when it came to a wrestler capable of overpowering and outmatching her in the ring...but Death sighed and figured this was just the universe having a chuckle at her expense. Himeko having regarded Death as a friend ever since with the Reaper finding it impossible to object in the face of such unbridled positivity. But all of this was in the past, and an opportunity had arisen to see if The Phenom had polished her wrestling game enough to vanquish one of the few adversaries who'd could rightfully claim to have beaten Death clean as a sheet in the middle of the ring. Death steeling her nerves and striding out of her own locker room towards the Gorilla position down the hallway...

GONG

A singular chime signaled the complete and absolute eclipsing of the stadium into abject darkness. Not one fleeting glint of luminescence could be seen as an ebon shadow muted out all sense of hope and faith-driven optimism. And yet, in a maddened fervor that shook the stadium to its very core, a raucous clamor of vociferous pandemonium burst forth from the cheering masses as all that pent-up anticipation was finally given its opportunity to vent. A midnight tint of shaded blue was reflected all along the entranceway and was therefore the only visible structure as a lone silhouette would shamble forth from seemingly out of nowhere. The ominous figure becoming the centered point of breath-taken fixation for every living soul in the stadium simultaneously captivated yet instilled with a bone-chilling dread from The Phenom's ethereal aura. Death's alluring beauty swathed in macabre dread encroaching further onward, passed the ringside coffin and entering the ring to the illumination of the arena. Offering her flowing cloak and hat to ringside personnel before approaching the middle of the ring, but with noticeable anxiousness and looks of concern directed towards the stuffed animal in her arms as she met with Himeko." Oi,Oi...take it easy with these stuffed animals, Himeko. They're all...uhm, they're all from my collection..."

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As she continued hugging the plushie, Himeko would turn to see Death Bunny begin to make her entrance. The rabbit eared reaper looked as tough as ever as she walked out onto the stage. While her cute qualities certainly showed, it was hard not to be intimidated by the woman’s ominous aura. Himeko would stop squeezing the plush bunny as her opponent entered the ring. Apparently this belonged to DB herself. Smiling as she would hold out the plushie, Himeko would try teasing the woman a little.

“But Death bunny…Himeko just wants to hug me full of love!!!!!!” The giantess would say, pretending to be the plush rabbit speaking before giggling. “Hehe! Hi Bunny-chan! It’s been a while!” The bubbly woman would say as she gently set the plushie down. The giantess had clashed with the cotton tailed specter before. And Himeko looked forward to having another memorable match against her.

So, walking forward, Himeko would leave her corner to meet DB in the center of the ring. Once there, the giantess would raise her hands in the air. Preparing for the moment the bell rang, the bubbly behemoth would start things off by going for a grapple with Death Bunny right away. She couldn’t wait to test her strength against DB like they had done in the past.

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In the historic pantheon of extinguished wrestling rivalries, Death wondered that if what was transpiring within the ring right now would outright disqualify them both for consideration of ever being written within its hallowed annals. A deadpanned glower and half-lidded blankness in her eyes were directed at the fluffed-up bunny being merrily puppettered by the jovial giantess behind it. Death knowing better at this point than to dignify Himeko's shenanigans with a response at the risk of sacrificing her warrior’s pride and becoming infuriated before the match had even started. Instead, she merely waited patiently for her adversary to finish having her fun already.

Sighing dejectedly from the begrudging acknowledgement that Himeko hasn't changed one iota, Death mustered up the wherewithal to put her focus on the task at hand as she straightened herself out and approached the middle of the ring. Briefly rotating her shoulders to get the kinks out as she traipsed onward. Fearless and undaunted in her acceptance of the grappled collar and elbow lock-up, a competitive glare zeroed in on the behemoth's pupils as Death flaunted her own willingness in showcasing whose strength training has garnered them greater strides. "Hrm...you’re in a pretty good mood considering this is a match type I've yet to be beaten in, ya know..."

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Himeko would continue to giggle as stood before the imposing grim rabbit herself. DB was not a bunny people should mess with. And yet the giantess found herself messing with the woman rather often whether she was teasing her, goofing around with her, fighting her, or smacking her butt in the woman’s face. Admittedly that last one was a favorite of the bubbly behemoth’s. The reason why Himeko could do this sorta stuff and get away with it was simple, though. She was big! Tough! And strong! Himeko had to skills to pay the bills as they would say. Plus she was too fun and adorable for DB to get mad at.

So, as the two women met in the middle of the ring to kick things off, the giantess was smiling in her usual chipper mood as she faced the grim hopper. Overflowing positivity would meet gloomy determination as the two opposing forces were about to collide. The ring of the bell was all it took for the two woman burst into action. Their bodies locking together in a collar and elbow grapple, Himeko would continue grinning at her opponent as their faces were inches apart. “You know me…bunny-chan…I’m always happy to beat the odds~” the giantess would say in response to DB. “Besides…it’s always a good day when I get to wrestle around with you!~” Himeko would add as she would try to force the bunny eared reaper backward in a show of strength. Trying to push DB back to her own corner, the giantess would attempt to pin her opponent back against the turnbuckles. That way she could tease her favorite rabbit by putting her large boobs in the woman’s face!

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Death admitted that Himeko was allowed certain liberties considering one key facet of her moral code was to courteously respect and allow a certain leeway towards anyone whose matched her feral intensity within the ring and claimed a rarefied victory over the Macabre Cottontail. Otherwise gloved fists may have already started flying by now before the referee could even signal for the bell. Himeko's spirited joyfulness as they approached mid-ring only serving to fortify Death's grimacing resolve, knowing full well that a true beast of a competitor was hidden somewhere beneath that marble white leotard and sunshine demeanor. Either that or shades of paranoia were beginning to creep into her morbid psyche...regardless, coaxing it out of The Pale Giantess may take some time before all's said and done.

Showcasing overwhelming gumption in actually accepting Himeko's test of strength, an arena where she obviously held the advantage, Death asserted that it was still ostensibly a fair and balanced way to open a match between frien-...enemies. Death stiffening her posture as she siphoned strength into the grappled lock-up, knowing a losing battle when she saw one as she was ushered backward step by step until D.B. felt the padded turnbuckle behind her...when her darkened facials were nestled into the giantess' marshmallow softness!!! Audiences hollering their approval as a shiver trailed up her spine and through her bunny ears as well. "Hmfh..." Death huffed between the abundant cleavage hefted upon her, daggered peepers directed up towards the faction leader in a clear and concise message that she was beginning to play with fire...

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Himeko would really struggle to force her opponent backwards. Death Bunny was one hell of a tough cookie, after all. But slowly the giantess would make progress in forcing the grim hopper back. Muscles straining with everything she had, Himeko would grin as she began to make her way forward. Taking one step at a time, the bubbly behemoth would manage to overpower the woman until she had her trapped in the corner! “Hehehe! Gotcha, Bun Bun~” Himeko would giggle as she had her boobs in DB’s face. One look from the woman told the giantess that she was playing with fire. While it was really fun playing with the grim hopper, she knew it was really dangerous too! Just seeing the fiery wrath radiating from Death Bunny’s eyes made that perfectly clear. Would that stop Himeko, though? Nu uh!

Staring back at DB with her playful peepers, Himeko would cover the woman’s entire face with her boobs as her arms wrapped around her opponent’s back. If successful, the giantess would then give her favorite bunny a real big squeeze and try to spin around with the rabbit in her grip. That way, the cuddly colossus could try to slam her opponent down with a swift belly to belly suplex. Her entire weight flopping down on top of the grim hopper with her massive tits smothering the woman under her! “WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” Himeko would shout out as she spun around with macabre bunny rabbit in her arms like one of the stuffed plushies that were surrounding them.

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Cornered against a juvenile mammoth of a competitor within record time. Death conceded that Himeko was most definitely not going to make this easy on her. Muscles flared in the contentious lock-up only to affirm once again that her heavenly adversary was still an unmatched pillar of strength when she wasn't being an insufferably jovial woman-child in between. Indignant though Death was with being outmatched by the gleeful powerhouse now quite literally shoving her superiority in her face alongside her mountainous bosom, it was moreso the optics of being toyed with that had the brawler casting daggers up at Himeko. She earnestly couldn't remember the last time a competitor had dared to play these playful mindgames with her, but just when thoughts of wild haymakers being sunken into the giantess' ribcage started to formulate...

"Don't call me Bun-HMPH!!?" Death's muffled wrath was swallowed up against the svelte plumpness squashed against her from the giantess doubling down in an abrasive bear-hug!!! The crimson shade on her cheeks thankfully blanketed betwixt her cleavage as a mad scramble for freedom had the revenant thwacking strikes against Himeko's sides until she was sorta preoccupied with being deftly hefted out of the corner and buried underneath an avalanche of humanity. A stiffened extension of her limbs preceded their flaccid plummet with one hand pawing at Himeko's broad back. Several of the stuffed animals littered around the ring tipping over from the monstrous suplex that cemented the squished smother with suckled breathes taken, a clawed grasp of the back of her leotard, and an occasional scrap of her boot to affirm sign of life.