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 Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2023 8:30 am
28th August 2023 - 10th September 2023
One Day Auto-Hit
The following contest is scheduled for two out of three falls!
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2023 4:29 pm
The lights in the arena go out, plunging the crowd into darkness. "Coming in at one hundred thirty-eight pounds! Standing five foot six!
From the exquisitely majestic land of Kawasaki, Japan!
The Enigmatic Monster!
Emiko! Soooooone!"In the darkness of glittering cellphones littering the arena, a guitar riff breaks out from the speakers! With the first lyrical line uttered, a spotlight drops onstage, revealing Emiko Sone! Blonde hair, red lips, kicking her ode to black and white, Emiko Sone smiled in all her bright! So bright, shades donned her face! Fans uproarious welcome grew her smile to sneak peak a glint of dangerous pearls! [Lonely] is the night
When you find yourself alone
Your demons come to light
And your mind is not your own
Lonely is the night
When there's no one left to call
You feel the time is right
Say the writin's on the wall, yeah Head held high, hands laying low, behind at her sides. Soaking in admiration, as she slowly stepped her way forward in the next riff of guitar. Arena lights gradually lifted, at every step of Sone, soon blue, purple, and red lights attacked energetically in tune! It's a high time to fight
When the walls are closin' in
Call it what you like
This time you got to win
Lonely, lonely, lonely
Your spirit's sinkin' down
You find you're not the only stranger in this townMaking way down ramp, she lowered her gaze, taking notice of the ring before her. Removing her shades, while on the move, Sone blindly tossed them offside and into the hands of some fan guy in a Christina Sparks shirt. Red lights, green lights, stop 'n go jive
Headlines, deadlines jammin' your mind
You been stealin' shots from the side
Let your feelin' go for a rideBy the next bout of guitar riff, Emiko had approached ringside and upon rolling in, she snatched a microphone from the man of introduction! Music fading off, the announcer hardly bothered, he was soon handed another..  There's danger out tonight
The man is on the prowl
Get the dynamite
The boys are set to prowl
Lonely is the night
When you hear the voices call
Are you ready for a fight?
Do you wanna take it all?
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2023 7:09 pm
Yeah
'Cause girls is players too, uh
Yeah, yeah
'Cause girls is players too (keep it player, baby)
'Cause girls is players too
Bitches gettin' money all around the world
'Cause girls is players tooSour Squad's intro hit the pa system drawing muddled cheers from the fans who still didn't know what to make of the colorful group of characters. Three members who have either never wrestled, or only done so in dark matches, and Grace, a rookie who put herself into the spotlight on a whim. Any exposure the group was going to get had to come now, since their interview at the beginning of the show has been interrupted by the horrifying broadcast of Blackjack attempting to murder Dean Johnson. The pressure was on for Sour Squad to come out and deliver a championship worthy match.What you know 'bout livin' on the top
Penthouse suites, lookin' down on the opps?
Took him for a test drive, left him on the lot
Time is money so I spent it on a watch, hol' on
Lil' titties showin' through the white tee
You can see the thong bussin' out my tight jeans (okay)
Rocks on my fingers like a ***** wifed me
Got another shorty? She ain't nothin' like me (yeah)
'Bout to catch another flight (yeah)
The apple bottom make 'em wanna bite (yeah)
I just wanna have a good night
I just wanna have a good night (hold up)
If you don't know now you know
If he broke then you gotta let him go
You could have anybody, eeny, miny, moe
'Cause when you a boss, you could do what you want
YeahAs the quick rhythmic chant of the vocals shifted into the main verse, a multitude of neon lights assaulted the stage, turning it into a kaleidoscope of shimmering colors. Three women emerged onto the stage, one of them was staggering and so unsteady the other two had to support her on their shoulders. Rachel Rox was barely able to remain upright as Sandra and Candy struggled to drag her across the stage. Behind them, Grace skipped out of the gorilla pit. She'd left her cape behind, but was wearing the XZWL Victress Championship over her shoulder. She was carrying it for Rachel, but she wore it and stared down at its glittering bronze plate with adoration. While her stablemates struggled to prop up their leader, Grace was cosplaying in her own mind. She heard a roar of adulation from the crowd that just wasn't there. Candy and Sandra exchanged worried and annoyed glances with each other as Rachel's legs all but gave out, leaving the pair to drag her down the ramp; her wrestling boot bouncing along behind her. Candy searched around, looking for Grace, pleading to her with optimistic eyes. She was sure her new friend would rush in to help drag Rachel along, if she could only catch Grace's gaze. Grace only had eyes for a title she less than deserved.'Cause girls is players too, uh
Yeah, yeah
'Cause girls is players too (keep it player, baby)
'Cause girls is players too
Bitches gettin' money all around the world
'Cause girls is players tooAfter finally realizing the severity of Rachel's inebriated state, the audience started to turn on the Sour Squad. Muffled applause turned to murmurs, turned to outright jeers. Sandra hung her head and tsked, this was a nightmare. Her social media analytics we're going to tank because of this match, because of Rachel, and because of the mouth on this worthless rookie. Sandra blamed her current predicament almost entirely on Grace. The Sour Squad was meant to party. They were meant to make Rachel look good and to dazzle the fans. They were not supposed to be mouthing off to monsters and getting booked into high profile matches. She shifted Rachel's arm over her own shoulder and trudged on dragging her leader towards the ring, for what?Grace followed the champion, the final member of her entourage. She knew what was coming. They had found Rachel in her makeshift VIP booth three sheets to the wind, and getting ready to hang another. The woman has been incoherent then, but Grace insisted they follow through. Rachel was a champion and even slobbering drunk, she could beat Emiko. That's what she told them anyway. She knew that even if Rachel stood up in the ring it would be over instantly. Emiko would rip the lush apart and humiliate the squad; but, that would leave the title open for grabs. Grace would challenge Rachel. She'd score a victory and a title in one match and Rachel was so drunk she'd never see it coming. And so Grace thought as she followed behind, dancing in her daydreams. I go, on and on and on again
He blowin' up my phone but I'm ignorin' him
He thinkin' he the one, I got like four of him
Yeah, I'm sittin' first class like Valedictorian, uh
Came a long way from rag to riches
Five-star b***h, yeah, I taste so delicious
Let him lick the plate, yeah, I make him do the dishes
Now he on news talk 'cause a b***h went missin', sheesh
'Bout to catch another flight (yeah)
The apple bottom make 'em wanna bite (yeah)
I just wanna have a good night
I just wanna have a good night (hold up)
If you don't know now you know
If he broke then you gotta let him go
You could have anybody, eeny, miny, moe
'Cause when you a boss, you could do what you want
YeahThe unsightly group of women reached ringside just in time… for Rachel to ralph. The plastered leader of the Sour Squad couldn't hold down the pressure at her gorge. She threw herself down, feet from the steps, and vomited. She puked and puked, vast quantities of liquor mixed with sugar from the candy she'd occasionally nab. Just when it seemed like she had finished, after puking enough fluid to fill a 5th, she puked some more. The entire ringside smelled like a back alley liquor store in New Jersey. Spirits and vomit have a particular combined stench, and Rachel was rank with it. She spit once in a futile attempt to get chunks of vomit from her mouth, and then passed out. Candy and Sandra had managed to avoid most of the splatter when they jumped away from Rachel at the first sign of gagging. They were mortified, glancing between themselves and Rachel. Grace was finally pulled from her flights of fancy by the stench, she looked at the fallen champion and panic set in. Why, oh why couldn't Rachel have lasted just another minute. Just long enough to get in the ring. Grace paled; she was in way over her head and she had no idea what the protocol in this situation was. For some reason, belt still draped over her shoulder, Grace climbed the stairs into the ring to stare at Emiko. 'Cause girls is players too, uh
(And it's time that we let 'em know that)
'Cause girls is players too (keep it player, baby)
'Cause girls is players too
Bitches gettin' money all around the world
'Cause girls is players too  
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2023 7:42 pm
Right off at the sight of Rachel being dragged assist onstage, this alone set Emiko on frozen feet and into a deadpan stare.
Sone had such high hopes for Rachel Rox, when she hired her on in XLL, expecting great things with the charisma she presented..
Guess this is what happens.. when you hire someone, while drunk.. at a bar.. and then drop the Victress belt, during an argument.. while drunk.
Emiko hardly blinked at this deplorable display of vile upheaval, presented before her.
The smell.. that got to her. Crinkling a nostril, finally expressing some revulsion to this embarrassment.
Hardly noticing Grace entering the ring, as days of old haunted her mind, having horrors dealing with a drunk Fox, revisiting her!
Backing away, more to create distance from the scene of stank, than of Grace.
"It seems your leader is full of disgrace.. I appreciate your maturity and respect to do the right thing and return that to me."
Emiko strictly stated, hand out, ready to receive her lost strap.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2023 11:31 pm
Looking back at Rachel, now laying next to her own massive pool of vomit, Grace was disgusted with the woman. She saw a failure, and wondered how she believed Rachel could be a champion. That dawning realization hurt for it meant something deeper than that. The offer Rachel drunkenly made her replayed over in her mind. Grace looked away from the panic stricken face of Candy who so desperately wanted guidance.
Shifting the belt on her shoulder, Grace glared at Emiko. She had no claim to the belt. No claim to its title. She coveted it all the same, and now that it was in her hands she didn't want to relinquish it. Shifting the belt again, placing it higher on her shoulder she snarled defiantly, "Come and take it."
"Ohh! Oh no! What are you doing?" Candy shouted at Grace.
"Yeah! Just give her the belt, this is pointless, and embarrassing." Sandra added as she scraped vomit from her boot.
Grace ignored them. She was still angry that Emiko had bit her and humiliated her. She hated that by right of her family's custom this woman was due respect. She didn't want to honor that custom. She held the belt up for the fans to see.
"You won't get away with a sneaky bite this time Eh Mi Ko!" She stressed Emiko's name but blatantly refused to add an honorific.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2023 5:45 pm
Lips parted, brows raised, in a taken aback shock by the forward words of defiance! Emiko slowly withdrew her hand in waiting.
A scowl of vexation crept upon Sone's face, bringing her microphone to lips.. "Well.. Stepping in for you indisposed 'champ', ah? Good for you, ah.."
Once again, backing from Grace, though she took a turn to head back backwards towards the immobile Rachel Rox, half drowning in her sick.
"Beating you twice has no meaning.." Emiko takes a peek at the two ladies standing by. "Yet you manage to find followers.."
A smirk finds a place on Sone's lips. "Let's say you win. You get to go out here, as the Victress Champion, and no one can say you didn't earn it."
Then Sone's smirk edges away to a malicious glare! "Lose, and Sour Squad is mine." Tilting her head askew, adding with cheer in her voice.. "Deal?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2023 7:03 pm
Grace glanced back over her shoulder just once. She didn't pay Sandra any mind, but she met Candy's concerned gaze and tried to look confident enough for the both of them. She turned back to Emiko one last time and shifted, stretching her arm out to hand the belt to the dumbfounded official. He seemed confused for a moment, but a producer in his ear urged him on.
"You've got a deal auntie." Grace nodded, the sour expression of anger marred her youthful features. Grace stepped back towards the ropes as the official held the title up for the audience to see. Her entire body tensed, waiting for the bell to ring.
Before the first ding could resonate, Grace exploded from the ground. She charged Emiko, propelled by long athletic legs she could accelerate faster than anyone she'd ever met. She intended to end this match right away, closing the distance of the ring before the bell had been struck thrice. Grace dipped just enough and leapt into a spinning heel kick, her most devastating strike. This kick was made all the more deadly because she hadn't taken off her custom weighted boots, such was her anger, she was willing to seriously hurt Emiko.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2023 7:59 pm
A sudden charge from her opponent, sent the brows of Emiko into a quick sec knit!
Dropping to her knees, the blades of her shoulders hovered over canvas, and left Grace missing by a mile!
Throwing her body back up, popping off her knees, a whip of her head, for a over the shoulder spy-check, on target!
Whirl of a perfect hip rotation, next up for whipping was her heel, flowing up off canvas in a beautiful circular, oh-so-naturally, dance!
Emiko Sone sent out her own spinning heel kick, showcasing it effortlessly! It wasn't a move she wanted to go lethally laying out, for cracking skulls!
Although, with an upcoming match and a growing thorn of irritation pushing on her... you get what you give!
Connecting, as sure as rain from a grey cloud, being certain of it's landing.. Emiko would expect to face her fallen competitor for a harsh rebuking!
"That's what you want?! To kill me?! Death on your hands?! Little b***h, you're not the first!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2023 2:39 am
In the annals of her life, Grace would look back at this moment as a key moment in her life. This would become one of the most humbling experiences she'd ever gone through. Her wicked heel kick alone was potentially lethal; but adding her weighted boots to the impact would have ensured it. Perhaps it was the weights that slowed her enough, or just sheer arrogance in her own abilities, either way Grace was shocked when she felt no impact. She should have just taken off Emiko's head, but all she hit was air.
Adding insult to injury, before she even had time to recover, Grace's entire world was rocked. It felt and sounded as if someone had just dropped the Liberty bell in her skull. Vertigo took hold as her feet involuntarily left the ground. Grace almost did a full cartwheel as she spun over under and ragdolled to the mat. Grace was motionless for a moment as her consciousness struggled to keep up with her body.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2023 4:08 pm
Match officially underway, Sone said all that she had to say, for now.. tossed her mic off to the floor and got down to lock in an STF! Oh, goodness gracious!
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2023 7:06 pm
Grace's mind still hasn't fully caught up to the reality of what had happened. Her head was in agony however, and that made regaining her awareness that much harder. Emiko forced the issue right away by locking in an STF. Grace immediately shifted into resistance, she was stuck in the hold and with her leg seized up she had no leverage to move.
Emiko's grip around her throat cut off her oxygen supply and Grace would have likely passed tapped, or passed out, were it not for the intervention of Candy!
Candy dove into the ring intending to attack Emiko. But the skittish woman hesitated, and instead grabbed Grace's hands. Even as the official started to shout at her, she heaved on Grace trying to pull her close enough to the ropes for a break.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2023 9:35 pm
Emiko was not amused. Glaring at Candy, she found herself with no choice, but to release Grace.. for now.
Up on her feet, Sone stalked Candy from the ring, glowering down threateningly. Feeling no trouble with Grace.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2023 10:08 pm
Candy zipped out of the ring, trying to keep the official between herself and Emiko. Her sudden burst of bravery giving way to fear of the Enigmatic Monster. Given a brief reprieve thanks to Candy's interface, Grace was able to collect her thoughts well enough to take advantage of the distraction. Shakily she pushed herself to her feet and rushed up behind Emiko. She desperately tried a grab Emiko from under the chassis and force her back and onto her shoulders. It was a wild shot in the dark no one ever was actually pinned like this. But maybe Grace could shake Emiko up and regain some footing.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2023 5:58 pm
Yanked back, falling in a back roll, that just wasn't completed. Emiko found herself looking up at her knees!
"ONE!"
A noticeably mild attempt to get that full roll over, peddling her feet in the air, finding that she really couldn't quite do it.
"TWO!"
Then a kick of both feet up in the air, not liking of her lungs hunched in on itself. Still her shoulders were planted flat to the mat.
"THREE!"
Oh no! Emiko Sone had taken the first loss! Slumping to her side, Sone's expression hadn't changed much from a furrowed brow.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2023 7:09 pm
Grace leapt to her feet, filled with the thrill and exhilaration of victory. She had done it, she couldn't believe it. It was dastardly sneaky, but a victory is a victory. She looked towards the official expecting her arm to be raised, reaching for the belt she was sure was going to be presented to her. She was still somewhat disoriented, and it slowly dawned on her when the Sour squad's hip-hop beat didn't pick up. Rachel's match had been 2 out of 3 falls. Grace had taken Rachel's spot... She hadn't won. She'd only scored the first point, and it was suspiciously easy. A pit formed in her gut and she turned quick scanning for Emiko realizing that it was probably already too late!
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