A massive encounter- Mauna vs Alison!

[SubtleRoar]

*Isolating herself in the locker rooms, as one typically does due to a habitual need to be alone, Moa began changing into her standard wrestling gear at a quickened pace- Primarily due to abhorring tardiness, but partially due to having a baseline respect for the business she works with. She firmly believes in punctuality, no matter the cost, and within the span of a handful of minutes the gargantuan grappler had fully swapped outfits and was finally ready to conquer her impending foe. Just before she exited the locker rooms, Moa quickly flipped through her phone for a smidgen of information regarding the opponent she'd face tonight, and after typing her name into the search bar she was instantly bombarded with images of a sleek, gorgeous individual.*

"Hm...her physique is impressive, but looks don't matter here." *Moa chuckled, already amused by the thought of engaging in a long, drawn out skirmish against her. Before the moderator could call out for her, she was already making a beeline for the opaque curtain. With her thunderous footsteps echoing down the hallway, Moa easily cleared a path for herself as the lesser known jobbers that littered the hallway instantaneously scattered in multiple directions at the sight of such monstrous figure. Once she reached her destination, Moa anxiously waited for her theme to drop while bouncing on the balls of her feet.*

*Before she knew it, Moa's anthem filled the arena. Her body had chills coursing through it for a moment before she burst through the backstage and into the spotlight, earning herself a massive pop!* "Hmhm, they're finally coming around." *The taciturn giantess muttered to herself as she marched down the metal ramp, somehow finding the will to maintain her stoic demeanor through the applause.*

*After a brief second of nods towards a handful of individual spectators, Moa casually trotted up the steel steps, taking a humungous hop over the highest rope before slamming her foot against the lowest hanging cord.* "Strength alone determines the outcome." *The Hulking Hawaiian reaffirmed herself, her eyes glued to the entrance while waiting for her victim to finally appear.*

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[TheManVan]

Alison was preparing backstage as she stretched her body, kicking her legs up to limber up for the next match. She was anxious to get back into the ring after a period away and she wasn't going to allow anything to stop her from exiting the winner! She had heard her opponent's entrance music from the speakers, echoing from the arena as her anticipation grew, she was ready for the lights of the arena to shine down again as her music began playing.

The lights in the arena darkened as her theme blasted on the speakers, lights flashing in tune as her silhouette stood in front of the minitron before her theme picked up and the lights came back on as the heavyweight wore a confident smile on her face. She would begin making her way down towards the ring as she kept her eyes on the other heavyweight in the ring, the two women looking to have a colossal clash of the night as she entered the ring before walking right up to her opponent and going chest to chest and nose to nose, sizing her up and showing that she wasn't intimidated!

[SubtleRoar]

"...Hmm..." *With a pensive stare in her eyes, Moa was beginning to study and analyze her nemesis- She was a large individual, that was irrefutable, but how she commanded herself between the ropes was anything and everything The Tropical Terror considered paramount above all. The powerful conviction this stranger wore as her expression sent chills through The Hawiian Hulk's body, sparking a tentative yet present grin to spread from ear to ear.* "Perfect. She seems to have the capacity to push me past my limits and perhaps beyond."

*With that statement on the edge of her lips, it came as a bit of a surprise to watch her adversary approach her without any form of provocation! Naturally, Moa raised a solitary eyebrow as a way of welcoming this challenger with open arms.* "Impressive. You aren't even aware of the ever-present danger you've just stepped into." *Moa smirked, revealing her pearly whites while the fans began chanting.* "Duke it out! Duke it out!" *To pour fuel in this already raging conflagration of emotions!*

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[TheManVan]

Alison returned the sizing up glare as she kept a keen eye on her opponent, without question she had plenty of power just by looking at her size. But power wasn't enough to intimidate Alison. It wasn't going to change the fact that shew as going to go full steam as she always did! "Pfffff. What a mouthful, shut up and put your fists up and find out." was Alison's sharp response as she brought her hands up, ready to throw down as the crowd egged them both on to start pummeling on each other.

For once Alison agreed, the quicker she and her opponent would start throwing bombs the better it would be as she waited for the bell to ring. And the second it did, Alison would race across the ring to try and slam her forearm right into her opponent's face for the first shot!

[SubtleRoar]

*While Mauna's intimidating glare and overall terrifying presence were typically enough to overwhelm any ordinary opponent she sized up with, it was becoming abundantly apparent that Alison was cut from a different cloth than the rest of those she had squared off against- Her personal level of confidence was something to admire, and with an eager retort such as the one she gave, it was no wonder as to why Moa had a delighted smirk. She witnessed her colossal foe sprint towards the opposite end of the arena, and while she did, prepared for the inevitable by assuming a three point stance to assist with absorbing the blunt of the damage.*

*As Alison eventually made her way back, Moa tightened her body and felt the agonizing* "THUNK!" *Slam against her facial region, nearly causing her to stagger backwards upon contact!* "Ggrrrhh...good, it seems you're not all bluster after all." *She retorted, taking a moment to collect herself before reciprocating Alison's attack in kind, launching her muscular frame towards her and colliding her arm against the female's busty frame for a lariat of her own!*

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[TheManVan]

Alison swung with the same ferocity as she always did, with the force looking to try and floor her opponent in a show of strength and to show just who they were dealing with. However, instead of dropping the larger woman, she was forced to take a step back which was much more than Alison was giving her credit for as she smirked out. "And it looks like you're not just all size and no skill." Alison fired right back as she braced herself for the retaliation attack.

She could've chosen to move or picked up a better defense, but seeing how her opponent tanked her hit, she was willing to do the same as Mauna swing her arm in clubbing fashion right into her chest! Her eyes winced and her legs buckled, taking a step back as her breasts popped back into place after being smashed against her chest as she had to take a quick cough from the mighty blow! "Tch! Not bad!" she hissed out before taking a step forward, swinging her arm across her chest to try and hit a knife edged chop!

[SubtleRoar]

*As Moa monstrous forearm collided against Alison's busty frame, she couldn't resist the urge to chuckle at such a formidable foe. Witnessing the resilient woman not only absorb the attack, but conjure up a compliment in the process only served to enhance the tropical terror's respect towards her.* "Your ability to endure copious amounts of damage is impressive, Alison. Perhaps you will be worthy of my attention after all." *Regardless of any preconceived notions, Moa was beginning to develop a shred of respect for her rival, one that would only be augmented once she landed a brutal slap across Moa's hulking form!*

"Ggnnhh!" *She grated her teeth against one another from the impact, which caused her to hobble backwards instantaneously.* "S..such strength..." *She whispered in a hushed tone, as the crowd began going wild from the exciting back and forth contest between the two of them. Before long, both amazons had captured the attention of the entire stadium, whipping them up into a frenzied tornado of cheers and jeers that shook the walls of the stadium!*

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[TheManVan]

Growling out in pain as she had a hand on her chest as it was stinging in pain as she stood back up, locking eyes with Moa before swinging her hand at Moa, slapping it hard with a knife-edge chop across the breasts that let out a loud smack across the arena as she forced Moa back with her strike as she smirked in response. The roars of fans soon filled the arena after the deafening smack across the chest as Alison had to shake her hand to get the blood back into it.

With Moa reeling she would take her chance to press the advantage as she rushed Moa, grabbing her wrist and shoving her towards the ropes and if she was successful she would attempt to irish whip Moa across the ring, wait for her to spring off before charging forward to attempt a shoulder tackle, aiming to knock her right down onto the ground!

[SubtleRoar]

*As her body continued to recuperate from the discombobulating shot to her massive melons, Moa knew she needed to shake off the lingering agony if she genuinely wanted to seize any hope of emerging victorious. However, it would not be that simple, as Alison seemed to have an unstoppable drive behind her intentions, and as Moa felt herself slingshotted towards the opposite ropes, the towering islander would be introduced to such Allison's imposing might via a massive spear!*

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"Ggguuhh!" *She released a plaintive groan as her backside slammed against the canvas, causing the audience to applaud the intense action transpiring within the squared circle. Moa, however, wasn't particularly enthused with the direction the match was going in. She began to thrash and writhe within Alison's grasp, refusing to believe that someone of her enormous stature could be so easily subdued by someone like her!* "I shall prevail through whatever you force me to endure, just remember that!" *The Tropical Terror shouted, attempting to muscle her way out of this predicament!*

[TheManVan]

Launching herself at Moa, Alison dove at her opponent with all the momentum she could muster as she speared herself into Moa and took her off of her feet! The massive collision shook the ring as the two heavyyweights crashed into it, Alison roll off of Moa as her titanic foe struggled. Hitting such a powerful woman and taking her off of her feet was no easy task that came with no backlash, Alison had to roll her shoulder from the pain of slamming it into such powerful abs.

But even with the spear, Moa was still thrashing and moving. A terrifying foe to shrug off a heavy blow like that! But Alison wasn't going to be disheartened. She just needed to keep on hitting her! Getting back to her feet, Alison would rush again at Moa before attempting to drive her boot into Moa's face to kick her back down to the mat!