La Mariposa vs Kuroi Kamikaze - A Night of No Mercy

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Match Type: Hardcore POW Match
Rules: No disqualifaction, anything goes. The Loser must become the winner's POW for 24 hours.
Victory Conditions: The winner must pin, submit, or knock out her opponent via any means.

The shadowy figure of Kuroi Kamikaze stood sulking behind the curtain, her arms folded across her chest as watched with passive interest at all the busybodies backstage. most of the stagehands knew by now to leave young Kamikaze alone before a fight. In fact, it was usually best to pretend she didn't exist at all. The slightest brush past her shoulder or glance her way could easily be misconstrued as disrespect, and Kuroi was the last person you wanted to slight. Especially tonight, when the memories of her debut were still fresh on her mind.

To say that Kuroi had gone through a rude awakening a few weeks ago was an understatement. But in the end she had gotten the result she deserved, even if it came with a few bumps and bruises. That bitch would get what was really coming to her in due time, but as far as she was concerned, that was neither here nor now. What was now, however, was the type of match that she had been promised ever since she signed her name onto the list with all the other bozos in this league. The chance to fight unmitigated and unopposed.

No rules, no restrictions. Just her, the ring, and whatever scraps of her opponent was left for her to take home tonight. Now that was a luxury even her previous underground promotion had considered a step too far. Kuroi hadn't done much smiling since her debut, but that thought alone was enough to reignite that signature grin on the devious heel's face.

Kuroi didn't need a stagehand to give her the cue, the sound of her heavy metal entrance theme did that already. Cracking her neck side to side, Kuroi swept aside the curtain and entered the top of the stage, only to be greeted by the blinding lights of the arena and the disapproving jeers of the crowd. It seemed that Kuroi had an uncanny ability to make an entire arena hate her based off of one fight alone, a fact that may have flustered most rookies, but Kamikaze thrived on their hate. She paid them no heed as she strut down the ramp, her manic grin permanently glued to her face with every step.

Kuroi Kamikaze

The taunts and boos only increased in intensity as Kuroi entered the ring, only for the fresh heel to send the crowds into an enraged uproar with a single, solitary middle finger raised high and mighty for all the arena to see. With a dismissive cackle loud enough for the arena microphones to pick up, Kuroi finally made her way to her corner, but not before flipping one last bird in the referee's direction as well. Not like one more person hating her would make any difference anyhow, right?

With that smug grin still plastered on her face, Kuroi turned around to face the entrance once more. She hoped side to side on the tips of her toes, shaking her arms out as she loosened herself up for the fight ahead. In only a few more seconds, her opponent would emerge as well, but the wait was unbearable for Kuroi. She wanted to fight, she wanted to destroy, she wanted to maul whoever she was facing tonight right fucking now! "C'mon bitch, come out to pLaaAaaAaay" Kuroi giggled under her breath.

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The Boo’s on the first participant seemed to rain down like an unending monsoon. And despite the lack of care about the crowds hate from the redhead, the chorus of jeers looked to go on for the rest of the night without any sure sign of stopping. Yet when the light’s suddenly dimmed down and the music came to a halt, the boos would follow as many would wonder who it was going to be that would face off against the cruel heel.

But then. A familiar sounding tropical beat began to sound throughout the arena, and suddenly those that so rage fully booed Kuroi began to cheer at the top of their lungs! As they all immediately knew who that beat belonged to as spotlights would flash around the stage before all pointing at the center of the curtain where a lone shadow posed with her finger pointing straight up into the air!

Spoiler

Stepping out of the fog was the crowd favorite, the beautiful luchadora, La Mariposa!! The dark skinned luchadora strutted her way down to the ring with a small pep in her step as she waved to the crowd before stopping at the apron and with one mighty leap! Jumping atop it where she would grab hold of the top ropes and slingshot herself inside, landing in another fantastic pose before standing up fully.

Now that she was, she would turn her head slightly and look towards where her opponent stood. Whereupon her eyes would narrow slightly. Her smile remained, but it became clear to those looking close enough that the rambunctious luchadora became a lot more focused as she stepped back into an empty corner and began to do some final stretches before the match started.

[PuroQueen]

Kuroi's excessive eyeroll was magnified on the Titantron above, before the camera's quickly cut to the much more positive sight of her opponent's entrance. The luchadora strutted down the ramp with fire and poise, the crowds raining down supportive chants with every step. Even the way she entered the ring was graceful, but of course, all Kuroi did was offer her a menacing glare, and some pungent words.

"Well, well, well, look at this little butterfly, hiding behind her mask" Kuroi taunted, tilting her head with devious curiosity. "But with a body like that, I don't think anybody's looking at your face anyways, am I right?" Kuroi cackled out loud. "Little little butterfly..." she hummed to herself, her manic pitch audible even from across the ring. Suddenly, she took on a much more harsh tone. "...too bad you're about to get crushed like one too!"[/color] she hissed, stretching her arms out by her side while continuing to belittle her opponent. One thing was for sure, La Mariposa certainty didn't look like the hardcore type. What she did look like, however, was a tasty treat Kuroi was sure to enjoy both in this match, and at home.

Tired of the banter, and with both wrestlers properly prepared, the referee finally stepped into the center of the ring, swiping her hand down to signal the start of the fight! Never one to waste even a second, Kuroi came charging out of her corner with lightning speed.

Once she was within range, Kuroi would immediately whip into action. She anchored her leading foot into the mat, using it as a pivot as her body spun around with impressive speed. Her remaining leg rotated high and fast, before attempting to smash into the side of her opponent's face with a spinning roundhouse kick!