LUCKY Katsuragi vs Blake Belmont

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Double or Nothing Tourney Loser's Bracket - Round 1!
Victory to be awarded via Pinfall, Submission, Knockout, Disqualification, or Ring Out (going over the top rope with both feet hitting the floor). The winner of the match will advance to the face the winner of Catherine Celestial vs Amyra in the next round. The loser of the match will be eliminated from the tournament.

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"In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity..." Blake was well aware that she may be the first wrestler in the history of the profession to quote Sun Tzu while standing within the Gorilla position and mere minutes away from making her scheduled entrance, but the learned bookworm couldn't help mutter the insightful words to no one in particular in regards to her current situation. A frantic phone call from her talent agent explained the situation as one of frenetic bedlam with LAW scrambling to find substitutes for several participants of one of LAW's tournaments who were all being disqualified for one reason or another. Blake ascertaining that maybe next time upper management should probably find someone more responsible than a streamer to preside over such an expensive endeavor, but her agent coaxed her into refraining from looking this particular gift horse in the mouth. Emphasizing how grateful the executives would be for the last-minute substitution if Blake showcased her commitment as a "team player". Although reluctant at first, Blake recalled the aforementioned quote and opted not to allow an opportunity to pass her by.

New Way Out

Blake Belmont

Once her rocking theme started playing throughout the speakers, Blake stepped through the blackened curtains with a determined gait and bewitching gleam to her amber iris'. Crescent moons and flickered cat eyes were some of the imagery showcased on the monolithic screens all throughout her entrance, eliciting a raucous reaction from the audience members as they arose from their seats with those patrons along the barriers and entrance ramp crowding up at the railings. The Shadowcat wafting a hand through her ebon locks as she serenely approached ringside, climbing up the steps and seating herself on the top turnbuckle with a feline poise taken as spotlights spiraled around the stadium before shining their luminescence down upon Blake herself. Fulsome figure appreciated by onlookers as she centered her alluring gaze on the hard camera within the audience before a nimble leap was taken from there and landing onto the ring canvas. Blake now taking the time to stretch her back and take some soothing breaths in preparation for her adversary's own entrance as her own theme petered down into the background noise of the expansive arena.

[SweetHeart]

The opening riff of *Tokyo Go* by Tim Robinson sliced through the arena speakers like a neon blade, and the crowd erupted—half in excitement, half in anticipation, before Lucky Katsuragi exploded through the curtains, golden one-piece shimmering under the stage lights, a golden and white fur-trimmed robe billowing behind. She hit the top of the ramp with both feet, chest heaving, grin already stretched her face. "No time for slow walks! No time for *mystery*!" Lucky bellowed out, sprinting down the ramp at full tilt. "We are on a SCHEDULE, people! A schedule *I* intend to speedrun!"

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She slid under the bottom rope, popped up like a jack-in-the-box, and immediately launched into her full in0ring dance routine—hip shakes, hair flips, a pointed finger-gun at each corner of the crowd, and a dramatic spin that sent her robe twirling around, before ending in her big post to finish! Lucky being on of the amny who had come in as replacements had a chance for a big win, even with a lot of people not believing she'd get very far. The bell hadn't even rung yet, and Lucky was already bouncing on the balls of her feet, fingers twitching, ready to spring and attack, looking to get a quick head start. In fact, once the bell DID ring, Lucky would pull her rob off, only to then attempt to rush Blake, looking to chuck the massive piece of clothing right in her opponents face!

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Obviously Blake performed her due diligence and asked about the match rules beforehand, knowing that there'd be a time limit involved with probably backstage judges determining the winner if it comes to a draw. But Blake still planned to play her type of methodical, slow-paced wrestling match she was accustomed to without accelerating the match tempo passed her liking. A sentiment apparently not shared by her opponent, whose obnoxious techno theme music would have made Blake's cat ears flinch if she had any. The Shadowcat bewildered with a cocked eye at the golden glittered comet sprinting straight ahead to raucous cheers from an energized audience practically feeding off her adversaries shimmering enthusiasm. Blake may have been tempted to compliment Lucky on such if she had scarcely a second to get a word in edgewise considering that her foe decided now was the perfect time to go into a fully choreographed dance number as if she were some manner of Japanese Idol. "O...kaaaay. Certainly hope she's a better wrestler than a dancer. Wait was that the bell?!" Blake barked at the referee who replied with an affirmative nod as the bell's clang echoed into the distance, afterward approaching Lucky with aggravated scowl that would become imperceptible thanks to the blanketing robe hurled straight at her. "Wh-What the hell!!! Blake snarled out as she flailed underneath the garment like a hyperactive golden ghost in the several seconds it would take her to snatch off the robe and angrily chuck it at the referee.

[SweetHeart]

With her plan working flawlessly, in fact even better as in the angry cats rage she literally chucked the blinding robe into the referee's face, Katsuragi then went into step two of her plan and would immediately look to hit Blake right in the down under, the pootin cooch, the Blake's species, the....hit her in the crotch. Was it technically a dirty move to real your leg back and try to hit a low blow right away, yeah, BUT THIS WAS LIKE THE LOSERS BRAKET, AND IT WAS WAAAAAAAAAR so she had no choice....I mean she did she chose to do it.

Hitting the low blow would lead into her next and final move, which was slipping behind Blake and looking to roll her up into a school boy pin. Whether or not this worked, sadly, it didn't matter, as Katsuragi looked up to see the referee was currently fighting with her gold robe, so even if she got a pin, the referee was too slow to respond! Katsu, realizing the big flaw in her plan, quickly rushed over pulling the robe, trying to get it off the official and to try again on the pinning part!

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Shrouded within a golden glittered shawl which Blake fervently scrambled to liberate herself from, the justifiably nettled shadowcat expressed her outrage via chucking the cloak straight at the official now struggling with the same blinded endeavor. "GAH!!! Alright, now look here you-!!!" Blake's shrieked words ceased and pointed index finger trembled once the punt kick rocketed between her thighs, majestic church bells ringing in her ears with every breath stolen as she clutched her blasted sweetspot. A dilation to her amber pupils as she somehow remained upright on quivering legs whilst hunched over herself to the audiences unified sympathy towards Blake's crotch clutched plight. Indignant mutters interrupted with gasped shock once Blake ended up tucked over herself in a pint attempt...that was interrupted but then applied again to Blake's baffled confusion. The newly uncloaked referee reaching the "2!!" count before Blake extended her legs into the sky, undoing the pin with a seething cat woman attempting to crawl to the adjacent ring ropes.

[SweetHeart]

"WHAT?! That was *three*! That was *easily* three! I felt the mat slap! I *heard* it!" She slapped her palms against the canvas for emphasis, then whipped her head toward the referee. Blake was already crawling, but Lucky didn't chase. Instead, her eyes drifted upward. Toward the turnbuckle. Toward the top rope! Toward where she was gonna go next! As she quickly pushed herself up, runnning to the corner, jumped onto the apron and quickly ran up the ropes, as she scrambled to the top—perching herself on the turnbuckle like a glittering golden bird of prey. She clapped her hands quickly, trying to get the crowd going, who would assist in the clapping, taking so long it was like, kinda TOO long, she would clap and clap and clap and clap. raising both arms, soaking it in, her smile so wide it looked like it hurt. She wiggled her hips. Blew a kiss to the hard cam.

"You ready?! YOU READY?!" She almost seemed like she was stalling, but the moment felt too good to rush. Blake was stirring, definitely not just staring at Katsu at this point right? Nah NO WAY. Throwing any prep to the wind, Lucky bent her knees, locked her eyes on her target, and *leapt*—arms spread wide, body horizontal to the mat, a golden crossbody aimed straight for the Shadowcat's heart!

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Blake lamented every conceivable decision she made in her life that led to this moment, shielding her punted muff in a sobering crawl towards anywhere she hoped had a fresh ice pack. Whatever rotten luck she possesses when it comes to the opponent's she's matched up against seemed to continue onward with a golden glittered goofball whose slapstick was honestly only funny to those not on the receiving end of them. A small part of Blake earnestly considered to just say "Screw the match..." and take the roll-up pin for the sake of concentrating outright on nursing her nethers, yet thankfully it was a notion rebuked with spiked adrenaline and a steadied retreat towards the middle of the ring. The Shadowcat obviously expecting some manner of follow up, of course. Any wrestler worth their salt would know better than to leave a hobbled adversary unattended and grant them time to recuperate or start engaging in excessive theatrics that clue your foe in towards your exact location. Blake staring with deadpanned blankness on her facials towards LUCKY's showboating dramatics after having long since soldiered herself back to her feet by now. Katuragi's glittered crossbody having her splat in the middle of the canvas as Blake counters via merely taking one emphatic step backward. A seething grimace narrowed down at Lucky whenever she peeked her eyes upward...

[SweetHeart]

Katsuragi would go flying, soaring like a golden goose, looking to come crashing into Blake! But due to her totally necessary clapping and showboating, she would end up failing to hit the move, as she'd slam into the mat with a comical faceplant, sliding a few extra inches, before simply laying face down on the mat. It was anyone's guess if Lucky was planking on the mat because she had just dove off the top and hit her face right away, or if she was simply pretending to be down, but either way, she'd simply lay on the mat as the crowd would laugh and cheer the move as if it's the move impressive thing they'd all seen all night! Lucky did eventually peak upwards to see Blake's very unhappy face, before just simply looking t he other way and pretending she was like napping or something, I dunno she's not exactly one for long term planning when it comes to strategy's

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Scattered laughter and adulation added some levity to what was in actuality a rather dire situation unfolding for Lucky after having laid a golden goose egg of an attempted body splash. Lucky's aerodynamic theatricality only ended up coming a day late and dollar short of the justifiably nettled Shadowcat staring daggers down at the showgirl attempting to pretend she was taking a nap. "OH, don't worry. In a few more minutes, you're not going to haveta pretend to be unconscious..." Blake snatching Lucky's fluffy hair by both hands for a hauled yanking of the glitterati back up to her feet, the enraged cat-girl dragging Lucky to one of corner turnbuckles for a seemingly endless volley of head dunks into the top turnbuckle pad. Audience members counting along with each face slam until the referee's chastising eventually compelled Blake to begrudgingly relent and release Lucky before backpedaling a step in an exasperated huff...