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!!
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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!
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!
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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!
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!
Oscar let out a gasp for air as Doku released him from the hold- taking the moment to rub his neck as he sat upright. Turning his head to keep his eyes on Doku, Oscar noticed the masked frog trying to scramble away- and would attempt to grab her ankle.
"Don't tell me you're running already! I KNOW you're not the kind to talk smack and run- or do you prefer trash talking online"
If Doku didn't escape, Oscar would soon take Doku for a ride- spinning himself around as he attempted to treat Doku to a giant swing! One that would result in being thrown into a turnbuckle if Oscar had his way!
“AH!” Doku yelped, kicking at Oscar’s head trying to get him to let go “I AM NOT ONLINE YOU MOROUN, I AM TRASH TALKING TO YOOOOOUR FAAAAAAAAA-” Doku would attempt to angrily correct Oscar, but just as she was starting to retort the freckle barbarian would grab her by the legs and swing her around and around and around in a giant swing!the frog was left squirming and flailing, having to focus herself to not spit or hurl, that was for later! Sadly currently she'd be sent spinning for a loop!
After one too many rotations, Oscar would finally send her crashing into the turnbuckle with a loud thud! The masked menace would wince, clutching their head and kicking their feet on the mat saying “OWOWOWOWOWOOW!” Clutching their head as they'd grab a the ropes, attempting to immediately rise, but as they did, they’d stumble over themselves ending up falling backwards into the turnbuckle, having to hold onto the ropes, not to fully fall over, trying to look as intimidating as possible, despite her dizziness leading to her looking more like a really angry drunkard!
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Oscar hummed to himself as Doku corrected him- acting like he didn't just yeet the tree from across the ring.
"My point is- try harder. I KNOW you got more in you than that- and I rather my first official title match not be a squash. Even against you"
The Barbarian Prince may have a solid pound of beef with Doku, but he still desired a right and propper match where he could fight against his opponents at their best. Even if it meant hyping his opponent up. With a casual shrug, the Barbarian Prince would see Doku having trouble getting out of the corner and act like a shark in the water- breaking into a sprint before lowering his body and tried to shoulder tackle Doku's midsection, attempting to ram her harder into the turnbuckle!
Oscar’s smug condescending words—*“try harder”*—and felt a fresh wave of volcanic rage cut through the vertigo. TRY HARDER????? TRY HARDER?!?!?!? The absolute gall of this muscle-bound oaf. He wanted her to try harder? FINE THEN!
Seeing the Barbarian Prince lower his shoulder and charge like a bull, Doku’s frog like instincts screamed through the dizziness. What kinda instincts did a frog have? Simple, it meant that as Oscar lunged for the midsection tackle, the frog-masked menace pushed off the turnbuckle, launching herself into a massive leapfrog. Oscar's shoulder and body passed beneath her, heard the sickening, wet *CRACK* of his shoulder smashing full-force into the unpadded steel ring post instead of her gut, smashing his shoulder into the post!
Before Oscar could even process his mistake, Doku landed behind him in a low crouch, her dizziness now replaced by a cold focus. “You want me to try hard?” she hissed, wrapping her arms around his waist and locking her hands with a venomous clutch. “HERES HARD!!” With a feral yell, she wrenched backward, bridging her spine in a perfect arc, looking to toss him into a snap German suplex, spiking the back of Oscar’s head and his injured shoulder into the mat with a thunderous impact that shook the ring. Doku held the bridge for a fraction of a second, before releasing him and kipping up to her feet! The frog was proving she wasn't just a coward, she was a violent fighter! She would lock onto Oscar's arm, and as Oscar tried to get back up to his feet, she'd look to exploit his injured arm! She rushed towards him, pulling back her foot, and with the precision of a surgeon, she hit a punt kick, not at his head or chest, but directly into the point of his bad arm. A sickening CRACK echoed through the front row!