Oscar Orelash (c) vs Dokuichigo - Standard Match for the Kings and Queen's Belt

[Monsy]

Standard Match
Win via Pinfall, Submission, Knockout or Ring-Out.

[SweetHeart]

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Spoiler

Doku, HEROICALLY, would rush the ring as the bell sounded, clearly the morally good hero in this situation, like she's totally in the right you don't need to read to context of the match she's just in the right. But regardless of how totally in the right she as, Doku would then go right for Oscar, rushing into the ring and attempting to start the match hot with a running dropkick to Oscar's chest!

If the move hit it's mark like Doku was hoping, she's follow up the massive move with a quick pin, which likely was gonna get kicked out of, but even if it did, Doku would respond by grabbing Oscar by the face and raking his eyes, trying to lift him up to his feet, pulling him bettwen her legs and trying to hook his arms in a butterfly postion, seemingly looking to end the match quickly with Beelzebufo's Atomic Death Device, her Butterfly Piledriver finisher!!

Spoiler

[MappleMan7]

Oscar wasn't even remotely surprised at how Doku's reaction was to play the victim- attempting to gasslight the ENTIRE audience before she charged at the Barbarian Prince. The dropkick was mostly blocked as Oscar threw his arms up- but with Doku being so fast, the Barbarian Prince was kicked over- quickly kicking out of the pin attempt before Doku raked her fingers over his eyes, Oscar would yowl in pain before losing his balance and finding his head between Doku's legs. Before Doku could execute her finisher, Oscar would counter it by standing up- lifting Doku off the canvas and holding her legs as he attempted to dunk Doku into the canvas with a reverse piledriver!

[SweetHeart]

Doku's plan of "Do this really quickly" to nobody's real shock, didn't work as planned, with Oscar very quickly seeing what was coming and quickly lifting Doku up onto his shoulders "EH! PUT ME D-Actually DONT DO THAT DON'T PUT ME DOWN" Doku caught herself before making the obvious poor choice of words, before instead simply pushing up on his back to try and avoid being spiked. With Oscar trying to counter into a reverse piledriver, Doku had to quickly think on her feet!

Thankfully, as airheaded as she may act, she wasn't totally stupid, and quickly realized how to counter, snapping her legs together around Oscar's head and pushing upwards, trying to grab his arm. If this worked as she hoped it would she'd snake an arm around his, squeezing with her muscular legs around his head, in what was a modified version of a headscissor octopus stretch! Although it wouldn't be like to defeat Oscar outright, it would hopefully be kept in for a few moments long enough to try and drain his energy, even if those few moments were less a few minutes and more likely a few seconds!

Spoiler

[MappleMan7]

Oscar looked quite shocked as Doku squirmed out of his grip- managing to snap her legs around his throat as his body was bent to the side. Pain flared through Oscar's body- but he stayed calm and focused as he slowly crouched down. Before a ref could check if Oscar wanted to submit, the Barbarian Prince would leap upward and throw his body back- showing a rather unique method he had for escaping octopus stretches: crashing onto the canvas and squashing his opponent underneath 225lbs of solid Canadian muscle!

[SweetHeart]

Doku would grit her teeth, choking him as much as she could, getting more confident as Oscar would suddenly crouch down, Doku thinking she might win, that was until, he would tense up, his body shifting, and before Doku could even brace, she was hurled down in a brutal arc. She looked down at the ring in horror, before her body hit the mat with a thud, the force of the modified Samoan Drop rattling the canvas, the air ripped from her lungs in a sharp, broken gasp.

“UUUGHHH-hhk!!” Doku grunted wheezed as she was rocked, a mix of a gasp and a strangled groan, her lungs emptied in one violent instant. The frog's arms flung wide from the impact before flopping uselessly at her sides, her legs released on impact, kicked up reflexively on contact, bent at the knees before dropping back down, splayed gracelessly on the canvas. She'd attempt to quickly kick out regardless of if Oscar tried to pin her, flopping onto her front, and like a snake tried to drag herself quickly towards the ropes, which if she wasn't stopped, she'd just flop out of the ring onto the floor, or she'd be dragged kicking and screaming back to the middle!