Description: Rainbow Mika has her first public event outside of Genhanten with a volunteer opponent! Watch her flaunt her gluteus charms and smack the competition down in her first win! A sinister figure also gives her a mysterious card.
This is it. After a somewhat viral reveal at the recent Petey's Pork Bun eating contest, Rainbow Mika has drawn some attention from Chinatown Southtown's Business Association. Obviously the winner of a pork bun eating contest is the perfect new star to bring in to draw attention to some of their local restraunts, like the Genhanten.
Being an official match, they've even managed to set up a ring in the road, complete with advertising for a bunch of local businesses on the side. It's been surrounded by a moderate crowd through which some of the local merchants have sent out servers complete with samples of some of their best, most portable dishes. It's all set to be an enjoyable night, even if the fight doesn't live up to much else.
The light atmosphere, complete with traditional chinese music, is broken when the speakers suddenly scratch off on the peaceful song, and after an awkward pause, new music begins to play. Starting off with a few tinny hits before moving into an upbeat eletronic tone, it announces the latest arrival in the fighting scene...
"The Chinatown Southtown Business Association is proud to announce to you the debut match of the most exciting new face in the fighting world," the voice over the PA starts, knowing full well that whether its true or not, you must build excitement. "RAAAAAAAINBOOOOOOOOW MIIIIIIKAAAAAAAA!"
As her name comes out, Rainbow Mika herself suddenly darts out from the crowd, clad in her unusual spandex uniform and raising her hands up as she rushes to the ring, planting a hand on the ropes and vaulting into the center.
"LET'S GOOOOO! I'm here to show you just what professional wrestling is all about! You're going to see why it's the greatest fighting style in the world!" Mika shouts as she moves around the ring, pointing out the crowd, finishing it off with a wink and holding a pose that seems to stick her butt out while she flexes her right arm.
There's quite a few cheers flying up from the crowd now.
It was otherwise another day off for Jira, spent out on the town (albeit away from the particular cafe she was jumped at) and dressed up in her casual ensemble. Tanktop, jeans, emergency sweater. Until she was spotted by someone who'd seen her the day before and informed her about the event starting out in China Town and convinced her to sign herself up for it.
She was honestly surprised by all the stands set up here, and the fight ring set up. She took the time to sign the volunteer roster a few hours prior to the announcer coming on and nabbed a bite(or three) to eat. The crowd had slowly gathered over her loitrous stay as it grew nearer and nearer to showtime.
It's all a little unfamiliar to her, as pro wrestling isn't a sport she's put time into following (or even heard much of outside of highschool) and she's swept over by the enthusiastic open when the time comes by. Thusfar she's finding nothing to not be entertained about and glances around the crowd to see if she's missing anything, then she hears the next announcement come by.
"AAAAAND HER OPPONENT, A VOLUNTEER CHOSEN FROM THE CROWD!" the voice cries out. Jira feels something in her head tug and shift, a warmth flood her limbs. The voice returning, telling her to follow along with its guidance. So she herself takes a similar charge up to the ring, hopping up onto one of the corner posts and giving a flashy one-legged bow at the continuation.
"KASAAGIIIII JIRA! Some of the locals might know her from that spectacle the other day in the village!" with that Jira hops onto the surface proper and tosses her sweater out into the crowd. More than a few calls and whistles come up for her. Striking a confident pose, Jira smirks. "Alright Mika! Let's see what you're all about!" she shouts out, her voice having dropped a couple octaves, followed by a faint, white glow pouring out from her limbs and striking out a taunting bow that consequently leaves a bit of her collar running low.
As Jira comes into the ring, Rainbow Mika grins. The first real match of her career. She'd done plenty of training bouts over the last few years, but now there was a crowd. She could feel the energy all around the ring as she turned toward her opponent in the ring. Deep down there was a small part of her unnerved as her opponent begins to glow, but it's buried in the noise of the crowd.
"I look forward to an exciting match! Let's put on a great show!" Mika's enthusiasm is undulled as she settles into a ready stance.
"AAAAAAAND.... BEGIN!" The announcer shouts as the bell rings.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika has started a fight here.
Rainbow Mika 0/-------/-------|
Jira straightens up from her sneering bow an assumes a half crouch, upper body hunched forward and arms held out and low near her knees, palms open and fingers curled angrily. She's ready to get this going as soon as possible, and for any familiar with her, this is a bit out of character.
"Indeed, let's make this fun!" she calls back and settles into braced stillness.
COMBATSYS: Jira has joined the fight here.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Jira
The sounds of the crowd send a surge of excitement through Mika. This is what it means to be in the ring; it's not just facing down your opponent and putting them to the mat, it's the excitement that builds from the fans! It all builds up and up until the bell rings, and suddenly she's off, just like that.
"LET'S GOOOOOOO!" She shouts, moving with the practiced ease of somebody who's been training to move with the bell, who is instantly in the moment. She narrows in on Jira and rockets forward with all the speed she can muster, launching herself up into the air and...
...if all goes as plans she hits Jira right in the face, wrapping her legs around the other fighter's head as she lets the weight send her flying backward, slamming down into the mat with the colorful Mika's butt right on her face before the wrestler bounces back up to her feet.
COMBATSYS: Jira endures Rainbow Mika's Hip Buster.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Jira
Jira hears the bell and remains mostly still, ready to spring. Until Mika hits the air, which is when Jira straightens out and takes the oncoming butt-tackle head on. But she hits the ground first, and hard. With enough time to roll to the side before being sandwiched and popping to her feet, springing into a small hop and jutting her leg out in a flashy roundhouse to hit Mika's throat when she gets up. Flashy in that her leg flickers white and a glowing trail lights up behind briefly. In the end, the attack has Jira standing right in Mika's personal space with a smirk.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika endures Jira's Iris Kick.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/--=====|===----\-------\0 Jira
As the kick comes flying in, Mika doesn't even flinch. It goes right for her throat. A less well trained opponent might well go down choking after that, but Rainbow Mika just stands there, taking it in stride.
As soon as the leg starts to come back down, Mika uses the close proximity to her advantage and lunges forward in an effort to grab Jira around the neck, and begin wrenching with all the force she can muster, squeezing her cheek right up against the side of her latex clad breast as she tries to wrest the air out of her lungs. It continues on with Mika pointing up at the sky, shouting, "DAAAAYDREAM" and then leaping forward, hauling her opponent up into the air... and then backdropping as she aims to slam Jira's chin into the mat.
COMBATSYS: Jira blocks Rainbow Mika's Daydream Headlock.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Jira
Jira's forced to twist her body in a reverse to land on her feet at all, leaving her unprepared to outright stop the grab from Mika. Suffering the whole ordeal of holding her breath desperately and being pushed up to a breast that hardly competes with her own. But it's the ringing sound of Daydream and the sensation of falling brings her to alert. But, straying from Mika's plan to drive Jira into the mat, the woman starts a roll right before the impact and thrashes out of the hold and harmlessly moves over the wrestler's form. It's then that she stomps down hard onto the mat and seems riled up.
"Sunshine and Rainbows aren't supposed to come until AFTER the storm!" she calls out rather cheezily. But her whole body lights up a bright, sparkling white. "Now stop DAYDREAMING and let's go!" she calls, reaching down to grab Mika by the shoulders and toss the wrestler back over Jira's own head and gives an acrobatic flip to drive her knees into Mika's gut!
COMBATSYS: Jira successfully hits Rainbow Mika with Charged Combo.
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Rainbow Mika 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\0 Jira
As Jira comes flying in, Mika does her best to catch the blow, but her arms move just too slow and it grinds her right in the gut, knocking her back as she stumbles, falling down to one knee as she winces obviously enough that those in the back of the stands can probably guess what happened... the crowd needs to get excited after all.
Of course, for the crowd to get real excited, sometimes you have to go all out. "That's a real impressive light show you've got going on, but it takes more than that to knock me down! If you want to go, let's go." She rises back up to her feet, points both arms out to the crowd, then slowly draws them forward to point dead on at Jira. "I'll give you my best shot and you give me your's, if you've got what it takes!"
Without waiting for a response, she suddenly rushes forward, getting just within arms reach before pivotting on her leg, twisting around, and swinging the back of her fist at Jira... then plants her foot again as she twists once more and gives another strike with the back of her fist, completes one last pivot and then launches herself backward, full force, in an effort to slam her not insignificant backside right into Jira's gut.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika issues a challenge!!
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Rainbow Mika 1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\0 Jira
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika successfully hit Jira with Rainbow Hip Rush.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\0 Jira
Jira's getting up to her feet and gives a smirk, and a nod, to Mika's offer. She moves in to strike a pose to catch Mika in the air, but suffers momentum and ass to her gut and slammed to the mat with a cough and wheeze from the impact. But she doesn't let up, not yet. Her hands reach down to grab at Mika's thighs and lift her up off of Jira's midsection. In the same move rocking back with her knee to smack the latex-clad foe in the chest and land herself on top by following that knee in an arc to slamming Mika to the mat herself. Then, if that works, drawing her fist up high and smacking down a palm-thrust to the neck and using the momentum to lift herself an inch or so up to reposition her legs and slam Mika in a white streak from the mat, into the air and facefirst back into the mat.
"Alright, you want my best shot, I'll give it to ya!" she calls back, playing along.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika dodges Jira's Fierce Combo.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/------=|=======\=------\1 Jira
After a hit like that, the crowd is in a fury. Both fighters calling each other out in the ring? This is what people want to see! It doesn't hurt that it's two curvy women going at it, either.
When it comes time for a retaliation, Mika's ready to get back on her feet, and she's more than happy to let Jira give her a small hand... the key difference being that when Jira lifts her up, she does a roll out of the way of the follow up hit, popping back up to her feet with a wink the crowd.
"Not bad, but you're going to have to do better than that if you want to knock me down!"
Mika follows up her little taunt by rushing forward, winding up, and moving to grab Jira about the midsection, squeezing the pair chest to chest, then simply haul her up and toss her in a relatively simple maneuver. If it goes off without a hitch, she turns and gives a quick smack her own ass.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika successfully hit Jira with Quick Throw.
~~ Alluring Hit! ~~
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1 Jira
Jira doesn't have much time to reply after smacking her knee into the mat like that. She wasn't really trying to knock her down, that was definately a carry! But either way Jira's caught while standing and hoisted up, then tossed to the foreground of Mika spanking herself. Jira replies to the spank by swinging her legs out to sandwich Mika's and, hopefully, send the other woman staggering or fallingg onto the mat with Jira. Then she'd stand herself as the white flickering fades out. After which her stance changes and she takes heavy breaths, looking a bit bogged down.
COMBATSYS: Jira successfully hits Rainbow Mika with Light Kick.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/--=====|=======\====---\1 Jira
Perhaps just a bit too much showboating, as Jira seems to get up somewhat faster than Rainbow Mika was really prepared for. The legs catch her just as she tries to shunt them off and they knock her footing out from under her, sending her flat on her chest... which means honestly not that flat.
"Much better..." Mika grunts as she gets back up off the mat. "We have to keep out fights going strong for all the awesome fans out there!" she shouts, pointing out toward the crowd. She hops up onto the turnbuckle, thrusting her chest out as she fills the area of the with the sound of her voice. "COME ON EVERYBODY! Let's hear you shout for your favorite! Rainbow Mika? Kasagi Jira? Who's going to take it all the way?!"
Appealing to the crowd has its advantages, and there's eventually a loud chorus of Rainbows shouting back at her. Although it's not so overwhelming that a few Jiras don't come out in between. For Mika's part, she seems to be basking in it.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika gathers her will.
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Rainbow Mika 1/------=/=======|=======\====---\1 Jira
Jira gives an honest smile and wasn't going to let Mika take -all- of that attention. She stands straight and points out a long sweep over the crowd.
"Is that all?!" she calls out to them, turning around and giving the whole area a good look. She widens her stance and stomps down, raising her hands up into the air and letting force a loud, wailing scream. "I CAN'T HEAR YOOOOOU!" accompanying her words is a bright, shining beacon of psionic energy pouring out of her body and reaching up a meter above her hands, covering her in pink light and tossing her hair about in unseen breeze.
COMBATSYS: Jira gathers her will.
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Rainbow Mika 1/------=/=======|=======\=======\1 Jira
Wrestling has its way of spreading like a virus. As Mika starts appealing to the crowd and tries to get people on her side, a face tries to peer over some of the taller figures in the crowd. He looks rather nondescript, aside from a gaunt look to his face, but aside from the trilby hat covering his head, he didn't look too out of place here. The grey pinstripe suit doesn't separate him much from the usual salarymen around the city. But the unknown man seemed to be attracted to the fight, and not just from the usual fervor for street fights that happen in Southtown.
His eyes take in the fight, but he can't help but focus on the rather....loudly dressed neophyte wrestler as she tries to rally the crowd. Smirking to himself, he can't help but give a cheer out for her. After all....wrestling spreads like a virus...and someone infectious like that could go a long way like that....
The will of the crowd has spoken, they want to see this fight keep going. They want it to be big. They want excitement!
Rainbow Mika cannot refuse the crowd.
"Let's show them what we're made of!" She shouts, doing a quick backflip off the turnbuckle, giving a good amount of bounce as she settles back down into her fighting stance, giving a quick roll of both arms in their sockets as she gets herself ready.
"HEAVENLY!" The shout starts just as she goes charging in, her body surging with speed as she moves to clap both hands down on Jira's shoulders, immobilizing her for what comes next... she just starts throwing her head forward, slamming forehead against forehead repeatedly.
On the fourth, she draws back and throws her headforward with all the strength she can muster, hard enough to daze even the thickest skulled opponent, then uses the opportunity to whip in behind Jira and grab her around the waist.
"DYNAAAAAAMIIIIIIIIITE!" She shouts at the top of her lungs as she whips backward, slamming Jira's head into the mat in a back bend before letting her bounce away.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika successfully hit Jira with Rainbow Dynamite.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/------=|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Jira
Jira is coming down off of the surge of pink when Mika comes in to grab her- and is unprepared for surprise headbutting, left dazed on the spot and taking the suplex like a brick. She bounces hard off the mat and tumbles, sliding to the edge and sprawled out half over it. Leading to her just sliding off and flopping onto the street below. But, the locals see the rather familiar, unconscious crawling of Jira moving away from the ring with limbs barely scrabbling at the ground.
COMBATSYS: Jira idly punches at the air, doing nothing for now.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Jira can no longer fight.
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Rainbow Mika 0/-------/------=|
Watching the end of the fight, the stranger in the trilby can't help but clap as he watches the brute force solution to the end game, followed by a rather brutal ending suplex finish the fight. As JIra bounces off the street, the stranger ends up being the first to clap, clearly impressed by the upstart wrestler's victory. He looks around, fully expecting the rest of the crowd to join in, but he's the first to push forward, trying to get a closer look at the victor and see how she reacts to the win.
When Jira goes flying, there's a telltale look of concern crossing Mika's face for a moment. She watches carefully at Jira hits the ground, moving right back into a ready stance to give her best impression that she's watching in an effort to pick out a new attack. In truth, she's making certain that Jira doesn't seem to be too badly hurt... good wrestlers take care of their own.
While all this is happening, the referee at the side of the ring gives a quick look and starts to count slowly to 10. When Jira fails to make it back up into the ring by the 10 count, her moves over to hold Mika's hand up.
"The winner, by ring out... RAINBOW MIKAAAAAAAAA!"
As the winner is announced, the crowd goes wild; everyone in Southtown loves a good fight. A few of the organisers go over to make certain Jira isn't seriously hurt, and as soon as Mika says that Jira's being attended to, she raises her other arm up into the air.
"Thank you for allowing me to begin with such an awesome crowd!" she shouts at the top of her lungs. "This has been my first public match, and I don't know if I could have found a better energy anywhere else! I hope to see some of you in my future crowds as I work my way up until I can without a doubt be declared the best female wrestler in the world! If I'm lucky, I'll be able to call you fans in the future!"
And that's how you play up the crowd. Give them a great show and make them feel important. A good match and a humble face is just the sort of thing to draw in new heat. To cement it, Mika blows a kiss out to the crowd, gives them a wink, and gives a quick spank to her own ass.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika has ended the fight here.
Jira, off to the side, is in a somewhat frightening state of mobile unconsciousness. Wholly unresponsive to the arrangers and other attendees, finding the nearest stand to get to her feet and just hobbling off down the street as such, limply flying out of any passing hands of assistance without a word... going to find a quiet place to collapse and patch herself up.
Continuing to clap, the man in the trilby watches and sees Mika addressed the crowd, without even taking up a microphone. The set of lungs on her seems to reach everyone, and the energy and fire she shows in connecting to the crowd and pleading with them to remain her fans is admirable, and the entire effort was very very impressive.
Just the kind of thing an aggressive company could use. Flipping open a phone, the trilbyed man quickly dials up a number, whispering to the other end. "....yeah, I think I found someone. I'll send you a picture....yeah, green, but the fundamentals are all there. Trust me on this one. She could be an asset." Then, turning to Mika as she continues to celebrate, the man tries to snap a quick phone picture to send off, as covertly as he could. NOT so covert, however, is his attempt to approach ringside, waiting for the rookie, clapping for her performance still.
It would seem that the man in the trilby doesn't stand out even with his picture. There's quite a flesh flashes of cameras (cellphone and otherwise) as Rainbow Mika does her best to entertain the crowd for a bit more. Soon enough she's moving over to the edge of the mat, offering hand shakes down at her newly minted fans. A few of them have managed to get out out paper and pens for her to sign with, and she puts down her signature with a practiced ease, a quick "R Mika" with the "i" topped by a heart.
The crowd of fans isn't that huge, though, so it isn't long before she makes her way over to the interested man and offers him her hand. "Thank's for coming out and supporting me!"
He doesn't stand out much...and perhaps that's the point. Regardless of his non-descriptness, the man in the Trilby is happy to shake the rookie's hand, the shake firm and solid as he looked into her eyes. "The pleasure is all mine. It's rare to see someone as new as you put it all together the way you seem to. Sooner or later, one of the big companies is sure to be on the lookout." And as he pulls his hand away, Mika might find a card palmed in her hand.
Turning away and adjusting his trilby, the man starts to walk off, still talking. "You could be a real asset to a promotion if you keep at it like that. Could turn a few eyes ready to draft a contract. Maybe you already have," he adds, looking over his shoulder and smirking to Mika before walking off.
And the card itself? A rather professional looking business card with a metallic logo boldly proclaiming the letters "BFW", with smaller embossed lettering of 'Brute Force Wrestling'. Not to mention an address and number for an office somewhere in the southern US.
That was... interesting.
Certainly the whole point to all of the training that Mika had put into becoming Rainbow Mika was to land her a position with a wrestling league, but it hasn't even been a week since she debuted and already someone has taken an interest. She takes some time to give the card a once over, but with no real pockets to speak of, she ends up needing to slip it in between her breasts as a few more of the less enthusiastic crowd members have decided to head up now that it was clearing.
"Thank you for coming out, I'm glad to see you supporting my first big match..."
No fan goes without at least a hand shake.
Walking away from the match as Mika continues her handshake session with her new fans, the Trilby'd man makes his way down a few blocks, before removing his hat. The rather...interesting hairstyle perhaps shows why he wore it to begin with. After all, no self-respecting businessman would be taken seriously with a green and purple mohawk while in a suit. But that's Vernon Cross, a.k.a. Vyle for you. Stepping into an unmarked car, he beckoned the driver to move on, while he opened a folio. "A real asset...yeah..." he said to himself, smirking as he opened the folio, which seemed to have dossiers and headshots of other potential wrestlers, judging from the dress and general physique of most of them.
And on the outside of the folio itself? A rather sinister looking winged skull with a lightning-shaped scar running down its forehead.
Log created on 20:59:21 11/01/2014 by Jira, and last modified on 00:19:33 11/02/2014.