The Prima Donna's Diary - Chapter 13: Pathway to Pugilism

[Misfit_Alien]

Dear Diary~...

Diary Entry (READ ME)

Tonight's a special night! Ever since I fought in those MMA matches, even with mixed results, I've wanted to get back in the ring again. I wanted to compete like I did back in high school. Wrestling will always be my passion, but I had forgotten about the rush of excitement and adrenaline that came when competing in something a little more focused and regulated. But don't get me wrong, diary...I didn't JUST want to do MMA, either. I've practiced kickboxing, but I've never competed in strictly boxing before. Luckily for me, I managed to get in contact with one of LAW's officials, and after a bit of discussion, I landed myself an amateur fight tonight! My first boxing match ever. No sparring...full contact...the real deal. I'm so excited, diary!!! It's in a small venue and it'll be on the undercard for LAW's programming tonight, but I got it nonetheless. Looks like I'll be facing some American lass named Peggy from a local gym. The thing is, with LAW's standards, the weight class restrictions aren't as intense, so I need to be prepared for anything given this company's usual leniency toward the standard rules and procedures...but it seems like a worthwhile trade in my book!!! With that said, I'm off to get ready, so wish me luck, diary!!!


XOXO, Yours forever~, Ami Anderson...The Prima Donna Darling~ <3

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Ami Anderson, the 'Prima Donna Darling' vs Peggy Thomas
Match Type: "Boxing Match"
This fight will take place in a standard boxing ring with two-minute rounds at a maximum of ten rounds. There are rest intervals of one minute between rounds. Victory is achieved via knockout, technical knockout (three downs in one round), referee stoppage, or decision. If neither fighter has achieved victory after ten rounds have finished, the fight will go to decision via a panel of judges. Disqualification is at the referee's discretion. Warnings will be issued, but continued offenses will result in disqualification.

The Venue...

The crowd, while small, was still restless, eager to see some action tonight as the blue and yellow lights filled the room with a contrasting cool and warm tone, adding to the tension in the atmosphere with that clash of colors. The ring stood prepared in the center of the auditorium, a solid blue canvas with a black apron, complemented by four black ropes bound together at points on all sides. There were two neutral corner posts with a red and blue corner between them on their respective sides. Stools, water bottles, and other miscellaneous equipment were placed around the edges of the colored corners, specifically for use by the teams of their corner's fighter. The seating was all raised up high to the balcony level, and the space was quite cramped...making the experience rather intimate for all spectators, but especially the fighters competing tonight. Speaking of-...the first fighter of the evening was about to enter the fray...

Spoiler

"...Making her way to the cage, hailing from Los Angeles, California...standing at 4'11 and weighing in at 105 lbs, the brightest star in the sky...the sweetest diva on the stage...the PRIMA DONNA DARLING...AMI...ANDERSON!!!"


Ami walked out to her theme as the announcer hailed her arrival. She was dressed in her usual professional-style combat gear, but she was sporting a pair of matching gloves and boots instead of her padded footwear and MMA gloves. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, with some layered braids on one side of her head, and a few hot pink strands interweaving with her brunette locks. Her makeup was done in advance with high-quality cosmetics suitable for physical activities and guaranteed not to smear, making her look as pretty and cutesy as ever. She walked through the aisle, approaching the ring with confidence and energy. With her LAW-provided team at her corner, just the bare essentials for her second and such, Ami was given her mouthguard and sent into the ring. She steps through the ropes and waves to the crowd, hopping on her feet excitedly, gloves at waist height, tapping them together. She was eager to get things going, but for now-...she'd wait for her opponent to arrive.

Spoiler

[Pegasus]

Author’s Note

This match is being conducted with an offline OC belonging to Alien and with his permission, I’m playing this OC for this instance only. It is for story progression for Ami’s character and this will not be a new character put on LAW. Please note the disclaimer and thank you for your attention on the matter.

Usually when major promotions like LAW pluck local competitors for their top stars to face, it was a sign that this local guy or gal was just going to make the established star look good. Meaning they had no chance of victory not that they were going to be offered a contract regardless. However, boxing matches were a little different and when management contacted Peggy’s gym, it was decided to be a bit of a big break for the local Nebraskan. Peggy could hardly believe it when her coach told her she was going to Japan to compete against a LAW star.

Peggy herself didn’t have the best experience when it came to boxing as she was usually the punching bag of her matches with very little wins scattered in the whole fudge sundae of the sport. She originally got her start in boxing through wanted to get shredded and work off her chubby figure that haunted her through middle and high school. The very thing that got her bullied constantly. In her junior year of high school, Peggy had enough of the torment and took some boxing classes with a local gym in her hometown of Omaha. It was through those classes that Peggy learned to defend herself and it helped tremendously as she always stood up to her bullies from that point forward even if she had to throw hands to get them off her back. It got her respect even if she had to spend some afternoon lunches in detention, but that was a small price to pay to score a huge emotional victory for her life. Peggy still got to graduate as valedictorian and got accepted for a scholarship in Yale’s top computer networking program. It has been tough studies, but Peggy has the intellect and passion to keep herself afloat.

That’s not to account for Yale’s abysmal high tuition costs, but Peggy got a job as a part-time barista in the school’s campus cafe as well as being a laundry worker for one of the high standard dorms. Both jobs paid well and she could still do homework on her breaks and lunches. It wasn’t until she heard about a boxing club on campus that things started to turn around for her and it turned out this club actually recruited rookie fighters for various promotions around the state of California as well as neighboring states and international appearances. Peggy took on fights as a freelancer and trained hard in the gym she was assigned to, but as stated before, she only ever fought against classmates that weren’t professional fighters. Peggy has a record of 6 wins-23 losses-2 draws. 16 losses by knockout, 4 by TKO, and 3 losses to unanimous decisions. She won on 4 knockouts and 2 majority decisions. Safe to say, she wasn’t the best, but the pay was worth it.

Peggy approached the entrance way as generic rock music started playing seeing as she wasn’t an established member of the roster. She swallowed her nerves down as her coach and team led her out. Peggy started sweating hopping in place down the aisle as she soon reached ringside. Her coach held up his hands as Peggy started doing some jab testing before he spoke with her inaudibly and a team member slipped in her guard. Peggy went up the steps and into the ring as she jogged over to her blue corner and raised her fists nodding her head before turning to face her opponent. She grabbed the top rope to stretch herself out and spoke a mental prayer for her chances.

Peggy Thomas

[Misfit_Alien]

Ami did a little shadow boxing in her corner, facing away from the ring as she turned to the padding, tossing some quick jabs at it to get the blood flowing and keep herself warmed up and ready. When Peggy entered the fray, Ami's smile brightened, eager to see her foe's arrival. She seemed nervous...and Ami could relate, of course...but a bit of motivation from her coach saw a spark form in the ginger-haired woman's eyes. This was a woman who came all the way here to compete, just for Ami. The Prima Donna Darling felt rather enthusiastic about that fact. If she were here for her, then Ami couldn't deliver any less than one hundred percent of her effort. So, when the two women were finished with their entrances and called forward to the center of the ring to over the instructions from the referee, Ami smiled at Peggy, looking up at her opponent, who stood about four...maybe five...inches taller than her, and looked to be a few dozen pounds heavier.

Ami wasn't scared of her, exactly...but she was a little nervous. Still, it was all in good spirits and equal competition, so when they were instructed to touch gloves, Ami gave Peggy a firm but friendly tap before backing away to her corner. She rolled her head around, hopping on her feet and shaking her gloved fists, getting all those last-minute jitters out before raising her gloves to chin-level, ready to fight-...

DING!!! - ROUND 1

When the bell rang, Ami energetically exited her corner, moving forward with excitement and a little impatience. She pulled back a single step as she met Peggy in the center of the ring, slowly moving back closer as she tossed a few quick jabs to test the limits of the redhead's range. The Prima Donna Darling would test the waters from here, trying to gauge Peggy's reactions and see what kind of strategy her opponent was trying to implement, all while staying light on her feet to get out of harm's way at a moment's notice.

[Pegasus]

Peggy kicked her heels against her legs as she hopped in place as the referee called both women to the center. The rules were standard enough. No hair pulling, excessive clinching, cheap shots, below the belt hits, hits that would be dangerous, etc. Break when told and get to a neutral corner if someone went down on the canvas. Peggy stared down at Ami with a raised eyebrow and didn’t realize this girl wasn’t as tall as her. Peggy is about 5’3, 148 lbs. so she didn’t stop to think of the advantage she had over her in height and strength. Ami was still more established than Peggy so she couldn’t underestimate her. Both fighters touched gloves as they were told to back up before the opening bell and Peggy sighed one last time getting her head down and guard up.

As the bell rang, Peggy wanted to just play defense for now as Ami threw out jabs to test her opponent’s reflexes. Peggy guarded easily letting the brunt of the punches hit her glove guard. Peggy returned fire with some rapid shots at Ami’s midsection more to test Ami’s defense. It seems both fighters didn’t want to think they knew one over the other.

[Misfit_Alien]

When the fight began, things started slow and easy, neither woman jumping the gun with any bombastic swings or extensive combinations. It was like a cold war of sorts, small provocations, a few tiny clashes, and a lot of deflected blows as the pair danced around the ring. Ami's quick jabs were guarded by Peggy fairly easily. They were lighter, to be sure, but Ami wasn't throwing with full force just yet. She was prioritizing speed over everything else, testing how good it'd be to try and swarm the woman with a volley of blows here and there. She keeps on the move, dodging some of Peggy's body shots. The woman's hand-eye coordination was faster than Ami anticipated, narrowly evading the first couple of blows before lowering her arm down to block one of the last ones. They were snappy, not too heavy-handed or sluggish.

At this point, both women were slowly gathering more and more information on the other, but neither wanted to play the first real hand in this exchange and reveal their cards. Unlike a wrestling match, boxing was far less flashy and way more methodical, with every move needing surgical precision and execution. It was like a high-stakes game of chess, complete with a whole new degree of physicality.

With no other choice other than to passively coast by in the first round, Ami decided to take a risk, lunging forward and rushing Peggy with another flurry of jabs aimed high at her face, trying to distract her by filling her vision with leather to disguise her real goal. While the redhead was busy defending upstairs, Ami would toss a feint after conditioning her guard to remain up high before sneaking a quick low hook into her ribs.

[Pegasus]

Peggy wasn’t a noob to boxing and while her record suggested she wasn’t exactly Mike Tyson, Peggy still had great trainers that taught her every step. She knew to be on her guard at all times and considering the scope of this match, she was ready for what Ami wanted to dish out. However, Ami was going to prove her striking prowess starting with a charge before throwing fist after fist after fist towards her face. This forced Peggy to raise her guard and she couldn’t get a moment’s breath having to shield her vision and hope it would be enough. At the crux of it all, it is what Ami was building up for and she launched a coordinated hook into Peggy’s gut! The blow was felt rather than seen as Peggy’s eyes went wide and she shot a look to the lights with her cheeks puffed!

[Misfit_Alien]

Ami felt her glove sink into Peggy's belly, catching her on the side of her waist after bombarding her with a quick flurry. All that spent energy wouldn't be wasted as Peggy winced from the blow, staggering for a moment as her body stiffened, her cheeks puffing up, and her legs freezing up for a moment. Seeing this opportunity, the Prima Donna Darling decides to commit to her assault for a little longer, pulling back from that first body blow and sending in her other fist, hammering at Peggy's belly with two back-to-back jabs with the same hand before firing that loaded up punch in the form of a straight, trying to keep Peggy winded and wasted as Ami rallied behind the momentum she was slowly beginning to build.

[Pegasus]

Peggy backed up and kept her mouth guard stationed between her teeth, but Ami was not going to settle for less trying to keep on the pain. She fired two straight jabs right at the stomach as the ginger nerd puffed her cheeks more bending down to catch her breath. Peggy’s coach shouted at her to get back and get the guard up as Peggy stumbled back. Peggy figured she could stay low as Ami fired a straight jab with her other fist, but Peggy was ducking enough to let the jab catch air. Peggy backed it up trying to get some distance, but she had to go for a half-circle formation to avoid cornering herself on the ropes.

[Misfit_Alien]

The back-and-forth pace between the two fluctuated from rapid to slow in an instant, constantly shifting between the two states as they utilized careful footwork to move around one another. Ami was on the offensive, trying to put on a good display for herself in the first round, her leather finding its mark on more than one occasion. However, Peggy was soon getting adjusted to the bright lights hanging above, the nerve-racking pressure of being on a stage this big, and most of all, Ami's speed. Even as the Prima Donna Darling tried to cut her off, Peggy's quick thinking saved her from being trapped along the ropes by a narrow margin, with the two resetting themselves out in the open, plenty of space to work with as Ami closed the gap with testing jabs, inching closer bit by bit.

[Pegasus]

Peggy saw Ami start to come back into her radius as the pretty boxer started throwing out some test jabs creating a little minigame for Peggy to act on her quickness and her blocking abilities. She first shifted her body as much as she could before holding her guard up to absorb the brunt of Ami’s jabs. Peggy couldn’t quite find the opening as Ami’s skills were on full display protecting her face with the combination of closing out Peggy’s open windows of opportunities. To make matters worse, Peggy’s back felt leather as she looked behind her towards the ropes. Not good! Peggy acted quickly and threw her arms around Ami’s body pushing her back to the middle in a clinch!