L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Aphrodite sat on the bench fixing up the toeless white socks that she wore on her feet, making sure they were nice and snug before her match. Certainly, this Mimi would be yet no problem to her as she made sure the pair she wore was affixed properly. There wasn't information on this girl and yet Aphrodite had a confidence that this match should be in the bag. Her luck was changing as the gods of Olympus were favoring her, that and the money from the fans was starting to solidify after certain matches she has had drew a sizable number of views that loved her skill and of course her body as she flung her long blonde hair back, something that was sure to happen far more often within the next hour or so.

Music began to play, Aphrodite's music, strutting down the aisle as they called her name. Aphrodite, the love of the world, a goddess in her own mind as she slid into the ring. The blonde slowly rose, pushing up her breasts as she did and letting the cameras get excellently aimed shots. It would be her moment as always, milking it all for her alone. The limelight surely was fun for this supposed goddess of love to be in.

The lights shift to a blinding cotton-candy pink as Mimi’s music plays.

Entrance Music !!

“…And her opponent! From St. Petersburg, Florida—standing five-foot-four and weighing in at one-hundred-twenty-three pounds! The BUBBLEGUM BOMBSHELL… MIMIIIII MONROOOOOOE!!!”

Mimi Monroe !!

Mimi bursts through the curtain, a toothy grin on her face. The oversized pink bow in her ponytail practically glows under the lights as she twirls in a circle. She points towards the ring.

Her bright pink ribbons trail behind as she skips down the ramp, slapping every outstretched hand she can reach, stopping only to blow kisses to the small amount of fans chanting her name. “You guys ready !?” she yells.

Mimi climbs onto the apron, nearly trips over the middle rope, and throws both arms wide, striking a pose. She faces her opponent and smiles “Hey !!” She waves

Standing and watching as Mimi entered the arena, a smile slowly grew upon Aphrodite's face, thinking for a few moments before making up her mind about something. There was a plan slowly forming and it would only soon reveal itself though it would wait until the blonde goddess of love was ready to execute it. Certainly, coming down the ramp first had its own perks, and this was one said element, an element of surprise that she was looking to cash in rather quickly at that as Mimi climbed right into the ring and waved to her, just as Aphrodite went straight at her.

Aphrodite with an arm raised would go straight into a clothesline once Mimi got into the ring, before the bell had even rung to begin it, "Hiya!" she'd speak in a sarcastic tone, a grin on her face as the heel attempted to strike.