*Even though she had been on a string of rotten luck recently, Agatha's unwavering perseverance propelled her forward regardless. To her surprise, she was offered the opportunity to welcome a newcomer into the fold- Someone by the name of Riley Blacke. The name alone intrigued the scandinavian, and before long, she was eager to get up close and personal with her adversary. The match came with a special stipulation- Not only was it hentai, but it was a best of three contest, meaning Agatha would need to secure two victories in order to be crowned the overall winner!*
"Riley eh? I hope she doesn't mind close quarters combat, because that's the only type I know!" *With a glimmer of elation shimmering in her eyes, Agatha smeared her war paint on and burst through the door backstage, marching down the hallway with a zealous spring in her step. She felt the ineffably empowering rush of energy encompass her, all the while giving nameless women backstage multiple high fives in the process. Once she reached the obsidian curtain backstage, Agatha bounced from foot to foot, until finally, her music dropped.*
*After a few seconds passed, she blew through the curtains to a thunderous applause, going from either side of the steps, before finally striking her signature pose- Hands outstretched, knees bent, with a confident smirk stretching across her face.*
"Tonight is my night!" *Agatha declared, as she promptly charged down the isle and slid beneath the bottom rope, popping back up to her feet while bouncing from rope to rope like a firecracker ready to explode at any moment!*