Show Opener: Hardcore Halloween Havoc - Halloween Sonohara vs Death Bunny

[killcarrion]

Being of diminutive size and stature all but ensured rallied fervor from Halloween fans prone to backing the underdog. Amplified moreso considering the seemingly insurmountable task she signed up for this night of conquering and closing the casket on a veritable legend within the industry. One whose reputation and bunny eared shadow preceded her as she marched up the unnecessarily elongated entrance ramp in pursuit of her retreating devotee. Death offering Hallow the benefit of the doubt and assuming her foe's withdrawal wasn't a sign of cowardice but rather a necessary tactic in giving herself more time to strategize...or she can just be turning tail and fleeing the stadium. Regardless of the motives, Hallow's jawline suffered all the same once the seasonal specter was swirled around into a hammered right hook that eventually turned her legs into quivered gelatin on her way down to her knees. Death's statuesque figure standing upright over the hobbled Hallow before reaching down to attempt snatching her hair when her foe sprang to life with a rocketing headbutt straight into Death's midsection. "OOPH!!!" Huffed exhales taken as the Reaper stumbled backwards on uneven footing, clawed grips on Hallow ensuring they'd both be sent plummeting off the side of the ramp in a six foot decent to uproarious adulation all around them. Halloween decorations cushioning what they could of the pairings fall, although with Death taking the brunt of the collapse as he remained sprawled out in a scowling daze with Hallow settled atop her.

[BlackAkuma]

Ha! That worked!

Halloween had always gotten her best success in matches when she came at her opponents from unorthodox angles, and there were precious few crazier things she could do than using her skull as a battering ram. Silly as it was, though, it worked and worked well, driving the air clean out of Death Bunny and finally putting her on the backfoot. Now, if she could just let go of her hair, that would be good…

…crap.

They both wound up going down, and it sucked for both of them. Probably more for Death Bunny, since she wound up on the bottom, the fall was rough on Halloween as well, as they fell in the midst of a small pumpkin patch. She forward, flopping over her foes prone body, her face coming down right in the middle of Death Bunny’s blossoming bosom.

So maybe it wasn’t so bad, then. Halloween didn’t hate the feeling, but she knew she didn’t have time to indulge - Death Bunny had gone through for more hell than a fall like that and gotten up from it. She pushed her way up and reached out for the first thing she could get her hands on, a medium-sized pumpkin. She gripped it tight, raised it over her up, and smashed it down right on Death Bunny’s head with obliterating force.