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Mazal: The evening is perfect, the arena is packed, overflowing with people for the new OPCW event. I can't wait to get in... as soon as my entrance song "Rock you like a hurricane" comes out of the speakers I rush out, between flashing lights and yells from the fans! Hopping around, I wear a long black cloak, which covers me down to my ankles. On the face, a mask like the ones seen in Eyes Wide Shut! I walk down the aisle, high-fiving my fans and clapping along to the music, then I get to the ring and climb in, over the ropes! I take all the time I need to go around the corners, then I take off my cloak and mask and give those to the assistant referee, remaining in my usual dark outfit!
Mazal: 
Sigrid: My own music starts to take over the arena as the lights come up, lasers and pyro going off at the top of the stage when I step out from behind the curtain. It's been a few months away but the crowd can remember me and I hear the pop and cheer as I make my way down the aisle to the ring. Dressed for the fight tonight in my pink one piece outfit, I smile and high five my way to the ring and then hop up the steps and slowly duck through the ropes.
Sigrid:
Sigrid: 
Mazal: My opponent makes an incredible entrance... leaves everyone speechless. Months away from the scene haven't made her lose her magic touch! I approach the center of the ring, offering a handshake, while the audience still screams and gasps. It's not often you get to face the former champion, locked in the body of a Nordic Valkyrie!
Sigrid: I step forward out of the corner, seeing you offering a handshake. My eyebrow goes up, obviously suspicious of your intentions, but the announcer is still finishing the introductions and instructions before the bell so I reach out to give it a quick squeeze, "This should be fun..."
Mazal: I smile and wink at you "You'll see, you won't regret being back in business!" I shake hands vigorously "Or maybe yes?" I say laughing as I take a couple of steps back and the bell signals the start of the match!
Sigrid: As soon as the bell rings, I dash forward, taking the steps forward that you took back, and I leap into the air, extending my legs and aiming to try to catch you off guard with a dropkick while the echoes of the bell ringing are still hanging in the air.
Mazal: The lights and noises fill the air, turning the atmosphere into a real mess! I don't even have time to take a step back before he attacks me with a dropkick! I can barely raise my arms to try to block the blow, but one of your feet hits my chest and pushes me back... I stagger towards the ropes, trying to stay standing!
Sigrid: I feel the kick connect, not too hard and it didn't take you off your feet, but I didn't expect to do a lot of damage, the idea is to get you off your game and unbalanced at the start. I land on the mat like a cat and turn, rising and pouncing forward almost immediately as I try to continue the attack, charging forward, lowering my head and trying to slam my shoulder into you against the ropes.
Mazal: You charge at me with your head down, like a raging bull. You are super agile, sinuous like a feline as you bend down to try a shoulder spear in the stomach... but I’m not that staggered. I’ve been training long for this match and as you come forward, I side step at the last moment, leaning my legs forward, trying to make you trip over the ropes!
Sigrid: I dash forward, aiming to spear you through the ropes, but knowing what's at stake with this kind of agressive move. At the last moment, I see you dodging to the side, your leg coming out to trip me. The trip does catch my own leg, sending me lunging forward, but my hands are poised to catch the middle ropes stopping me from flying out of the ring. "Dammit..."
Mazal: My clever move pays off and I manage to roll to my feet. I see you leaning on the middle rope and I decide to try to take advantage of it. I run to the opposite side of the ring, bouncing off the ropes to gain speed and momentum, then run back and jump, attempting a reverse Bronco Buster on the back of your head and neck! “Incoming!”
Sigrid: My missed spear turns into me on my knees and holding the ropes. As you dash to the other side of the ring and run the ropes, I push myself up and turn around to see you coming back. I hold up a finger as I sidestep and wiggle it, “I’m not that slow!”
Mazal: I vastly overestimated your staggering... I can tell that as soon as you kindly give me the middle finger! I have time to land on my feet with a thud, and I decide to give your gesture an answer, but I prefer facts over a sharp tongue. I lunge forward and try to grab your outstretched hand. I aim to take fully advantage of our weight difference to launch you into an Irish whip against the post!
Sigrid: My smirk becomes an open eyed gasp as you move quicker than I expected and snatch hold of my wrist. I'm yanked forward with a stumble by the jerk and the twist sends me flying past you, right into the corner. I manage to turn, but still the impact of the turnbuckles against my back shakes the ring a little bit. "Oooph!"
Mazal: You crash onto your back in the corner, as planned. For a moment I think about charging you and trying a bodyslam to crush you, but I'd rather avoid missing the second move in a row… I choose to work you in the corner real good instead. I open my big hand wide and wave it in the air for everyone to see, then I try to lower it on your chest for a chop right above the breast!
Sigrid: My back to the corner, I see you coming in, hand high as my arms are outstretched across the top rope and SMACK! I feel the chop across the chest and just know it's going to leave a hand shaped red mark. I gasp out and grit my teeth, then push up, pulling my own arms off the ropes to try to swing an answering backhanded chop to your chest as well.
Mazal: You're quick to respond, and your chop, just like mine, resonates in the sound of skin on skin. I smile, showing my teeth. “Do you think this is the kind of challenge you can win?” The public gets fired up, asks for more and I gladly agree to satisfy them. I return your favor by trying to hit your already reddened chest with a backhand chop, this time a little lower!
Sigrid: I growl back at you just before the return chop catches me right in the breasts, knocking me back into the corner again with the force. "Ghaaaa!" I shake my head, gritting my teeth and swing to return with a strike of my own, but I know that I'm going to lose if we are just exchanging chope, so my hand goes high insteand, fingers reaching to try to just poke you in the eye instead.
Mazal: I see you shaken by the chop, slammed into the corner. Instinctively, I raise my left arm to chest height, to block your next chop in mid-air. Instead I see you close your hand into a fist, holding out only your index and middle fingers to surprise me with a dirty play! “Ahi!”I put one hand over my eyes, while with the other I grope forward, momentarily blinded. “You fucker…”
Sigrid: I wince, favoring my chest a bit as I slide to the side to get out of the corner. With your hand groping forward, I try to take my own advantage and grab it, my body pivoting on one foot to try to use the momentum of my turn to send you across the ring with an Irish whip towards the ropes.
Mazal: Blinded as I am, I can only feel the pressure on my wrist, then I am thrown forward. I get to the ropes and bounce back, I'm starting to open my eyes but I see a little blurry, just the outlines of the shapes... I try to fight back anyway, I won't give up without trying. As I bounce back, I raise my right arm to neck/chest height, to try a desperate clothesline!
Sigrid: With you flung and charging back from the ropes I see the outstretched arm but I move to the side, righ tin front of you instead, sending my foot up and out straight, to try to stop your run with a straight front kick to the belly.
Mazal: Not that I had much hope... my blind attack crashes into your foot, which almost breaks my stomach! "Gggghhh!" I fall to one knee, one hand on my abdomen to massage the sore area!
Sigrid: As you double over from the kick, I want to reach forward and take your head to try for a DDT, but your dropping to the knee prevents that from being a viable option, so I swing my leg back instead, bringing it back around to attempt a sweeping kick to the chest. I may not be able to compete with chops, but my leg is a little stronger than my arm!
Mazal: My fall to one knee saves me from a face to the hard mat... not that I fare much better, when your foot strikes again, this time into my chest, demonstrating the strength of your legs! “Uuuuufff!” This time I fall on my back, out of breath... I see the lights on the ceiling become brighter, my eyes are working again, at least!
Sigrid: After knocking you onto your back, I pounce, attempting to drop down heavily onto your body to straddle your waist. My hands reach for your wrists, my legs starting to slide down to wrap around your legs. Not expecting to be able to hold you down for a full pin at this point, but trying to lock in a grapevine.
Mazal: very fast, you ride me trying to block me in a grapevine! My legs are stuck under yours... It’s a brave move, but there’s a big size difference! I can feel my muscles stretch in the hold. In a moment, I gather my strength and try to give a strong push with my hip, to push you to the side and become the one on top!
Sigrid: My legs reachng back, I feel like I manage to interlock into the grapevine and start to spread, but my leaning forward and flattening out lets your hip buck and twist roll us over. "Dammit!" Underneath you, my hands fight to keep your hands off of me while I try to pour some effort into the grapevine. I know it's less effective from underneath, but I also figure I'm a bit more limber and able to do the splits than you are.
Mazal: My hip thrust certainly has an effect and I manage to reverse the position. As for saving myself from the hold, that's another story... your legs are stronger from the ground, I try to work on your arms to keep you pinned down! We are looking straight into each other's eyes, a surreal situation. Suddenly, I lean over you and give a big kiss on your lips!
Sigrid: I'm concentrating on trying to pour effort into the leg spread when I feel your lips pressing to mine in the kiss. "MmWhat?!" The kiss startles me enough that you manage to slip your legs free of my grapevine and I feel them come down to straddle my hips. With my head on the mat, I can't pull back away, but I turn my head and when you draw back from the surprise kiss, I swing my head up, trying to catch you in the chin with my forehead, "What the hell was that?!"
Mazal: I feel that for a moment the kiss leaves you surprised. I take this opportunity to free your legs and put pressure on your hips. Your response is not long in coming and a headbutt immediately hits my forehead! Not exactly the start of a great love story... after the hit, I fall sideways, rolling to the ropes. One hand grabs the central rope trying to pull himself up, while the other massages his head "Do I kiss that bad?"
Sigrid: I shake my own head, trying to clear it after the collision with yours and I rol to my hands and knees, then start pushing up to my feet. "Yes!" I let out a low growl, watching you getting to your feet as well before I move in, charging forwards, hoping to catch you against the ropes with a swinging knee aimed at your belly.
Mazal: The audience gets fired up, dividing between your fans and mine! "That’s so rude!" I yell back at you, then I see you charging forward, gaining momentum. Every step echoes in the ring, I wait for you like a predator with prey. As soon as you raise your knee to hit me, I step aside and let you bounce off the ropes "I even ate a mint before the match!" so I try to raise my arm into a short range clothesline to and push you out of the ring!
Sigrid: My charging forward stops at the ropes, one foot stepping up to the bottom rope while the other leg swings the horizontal knee that misses you when you dodge to the side. "Dammit! Stay still!" I turn to hop down, but halfway around, I feel your clubbing forearm thumping me in the shoulder, knocking me into the ropes. Raised up already on the bottom ropes, my center of balance is too high and I go tumbling over the top rope, thumping hard onto the ring apron outside them.
Mazal: I'll throw you out with one sharp movement, my arm hitting like a club! I clap my hands to fire up my supporters, then with a minimum of running, I run towards the ropes and against you. "Look out, I'm coming!" In a risky move, I jump with both legs leaning forward, looking for a dropkick that could push you straight onto the hard ground, off the apron!
Sigrid: After crashing to the apron, I spin to my hands and knees, then pop up quickly to my feet, just in time to catch your dropkick. My hans come up to block your feet but the narrow ring apron isn't big enough to brace anything and I still go flying off of it, falling to the hard ground outside with a crash.
Mazal: My body bounces on the mat after the dropkick! I didn't do much damage, but I managed to push you down… I hope the hard ground had some effect! Without getting up, I roll straight out towards you. I reach down and grab you by the hair, trying to yank you back onto your feet.
Sigrid: The hard ground didn't pad the fall at all and I wince as I roll over and start getting up. Then I feel your fingers in my hair, 'helping' me up to my feet. I swing out a punch, aiming for your belly as the hair yank brings me swiftly up in front of you.
Mazal: "Oufff!" your punch to the stomach bends me in two and I immediately let go of your hair. From this strange position, bent forward, I charge forward, trying to surprise you with an unusual spear that can crush you against the barricades!
Sigrid: My wild swing manages to land to double you over and I raise my hands up high, intending to bring a double axehandle smash across your back when you explode forward. The range is short enough that the spear itself doesn't hurt all that much, but the steel barricade that I slam into sure does. "Aaaaguh!"
Mazal: My shoulder impales your guts to the barricade! The fans in the front row recoil from the blow, either insulting me or cheering me on, depending on their side. I stand up straight, and try to raise one knee between your legs to make you lean forward!
Sigrid: The steel hits me in the back and I arch backwards across the barricade before you straighten up. My hand reaching to my lower back to make sure that everything is still in the same place. I grit my teeth and start trying to push you back to get some room when your knee comes up to thump hard between my legs, hammering me down below and bringing a yelp of protest as I gasp.
Mazal: My dirty shot hits! I hear a muffled scream as I see the pain on your face from the low blow... "Oops... sorry!" I say, clearly making fun of you! As you lean forward, I try to place your head under my armpit. Meanwhile, my other hand goes to your hip, ready to lift you into a vertical suplex!
Sigrid: I'm gasping, my mouth agape from the low shot as I'm bent forward and feel your arm wrapping over my neck, your han gripping the edge of my suit at my hip. I struggle, trying to drive forward a little bit.
Mazal: As I grab you by the gear on your hip, I start to hear some of the seams on the side tearing… little noises one after the other. I give a vertical push, lifting you in the suplex and RRRRRRIIPPP, with a loud noise, your gear tears on the side, leaving your curves on full display! I stand upright for a few seconds, for everyone to see, then I let myself fall backwards onto the cold floor!
Sigrid: I feel you lifting, my pink suit starting to tear as I'm lifted up high into the vertical suplex. My legs kick and then come together as I feel the cloth ripping in your grip, but that isn't as important right now as I start falling, hitting the lightly padded concrete floor with a hard crash onto my back. "Aaaaugh!" My body bounces a little bit and I roll to my side, my hand reaching back as my spine arches from the impact.
Mazal: The audience gets excited, fired up after seeing a glimpse of your naked physique. My vertical suplex on the hard ground has its effect, since you’re left on the ground rubbing your back. I bend over you, grabbing you by what remains of your gear, torn in several places, but overall intact. With every tug, a few more seams pop... but when I pick you up to throw you back into the ring, there's the final tear, I'm left with your pink suit in my hand!
Sigrid: I'm writhing on the poorly padded concrete after the suplex as I feel you grabbing at my suit in an effort to lift me back up. I can feel it tearing some more and the delay helps me to start to recover. But not fast enough to prevent you from just lifting my body up and tossing me back into the ring through the bottom two ropes. I feel the last tug as the suit tears away, leaving me in nothing but a small black thong and my pink boots.
Sigrid: 
Mazal: I throw you straight into the ring, and take some time to bully around, probably overestimating the effect of the suplex... in the meantime I raise my hands to show the public your pink suit, waving it in the air and letting my fans touch it! After a few seconds, I throw the gear into the audience, who starts fighting to get it, then I turn and climb back into the ring, passing between the second and third ropes
Sigrid: I shake my head, glancing down at my near naked body and give a shrug, it's been worse. I see you celebrating with the crowd outside and I roll to my hands and knees, starting to rise, playing a little possum until you finally start to climb back up into the ring. I wait until you start to step through the ropes, and when you have one leg on either side, I pounce, springing to my feet and just punting the middle rope as hard as I can to try to drive it up between your legs.
Mazal: I do things calmly, you seem to be in difficulty, not able to react quickly. When I step through the ropes, I'm still blowing kisses to the crowd... but it all happens in one moment! Quick as a cat, you stand up and kick the middle rope! The rope suddenly crashes into my bulge, crushing my testicles against my pelvic bone! "AUUUUUUGG!" I scream in pain, jumping on the spot and grab the rope for support... trying desperately not to fall
Sigrid: Back on my feet, I wince a little as my back twinges but I keep at it, trying to push through. I reach out to take a handfull of hair, attempting to pull your head and the rest of you the rest of the way into the ring where I can wrap my arm around your neck and fall backwards, trying to bring you through the ropes and headfirst down to the canvas with a DDT.
Mazal: I bend double, back to the rope... one hand massaging my private parts, the other on the rope for support. You have no trouble pulling me towards the center of the ring, my head under your arm for a devastating DDT! I hit the ground face first, bouncing and staying down, dazed on my back.
Sigrid: After you've collapsed to your back, I roll over on top of you, chest to chest and I reach for an arm to secure it as I look to the referee to start a count, hoping that the spike to your head has been enough. The referee drops down, slapping the mat for a "ONE!"
Mazal: My head is buzzing like I had a bees nest in my brain... you drop on top of me starting the pin, the ref counts one and two pretty quickly. Between the first and second count I manage to put my hands on your chest and stomach to push you away and save the match before the THREE!
Sigrid: I feel the kickout and your shove to my chest just before the third slap of the mat and I roll off of you, growling a little bit. I pop up to my knees, raising both hands over my head, only to bring them down, aiming a double fisted smash to your belly to try to double you up.
Mazal: A double punch in my stomach "Ouff!" You forcefully push the air out of my lungs, the blow sending me straight sitting on the ground. I'm gasping, trying to recover, but you don't seem to give me any respite... maybe leaving you in your thong has made you more angry than I thought!
Sigrid: I growl as I pop to my feet with you sitting up in front of me. I pivot on one foot to swing the other one around, aiming it at your back to try to keep you sitting while I grab at your hair to hold your head in place. After the kick, I keep myself turning, stepping across you, attempting to push your head back and straddle your shoulders, pushing your face against the lace of the front of my thong as I go for a standing scissors.
Mazal: "Oof!" you manage to close me in a standing scissor, your strong thighs holding my neck in a steel hold! My hands rise to grab your legs... with desperate movements, I try to make you lose your balance, at least to make you open your legs a bit so I can get a few seconds of oxygen!
Sigrid: I feel you grabbing for my legs and pushing. I know that I won’t be able to keep my feet while I work on crossing my ankles so I let myself fall the the side as I try to lock those ankles behind your back and hold onto the squeezing smother when we hit the mat.
Mazal: "Ungh!" I'm dragged forward, on my knees with my head trapped between your legs... my face is red, the scissor barely letting me breathe and I can't find a single way out of here. First you throw yourself on the ground sideways, but soon you're on your back. Maybe I still have a chance, if only I could put my feet on the ground and push forward...
Sigrid: Rolling, I lock my ankles behind your back, my hands going to the back of your head as my thighs squeeze tight. I know I've got you, it's only a matter of moments before you tap or nap to this. I give a little smirk. "Shouldn't have pissed me off Mazal!"
Sigrid: 
Mazal: You blocked me, I look hopeless. With each passing second, I feel less and less air in my lungs. I try to concentrate as much as possible.... I put my feet on the ground and push my weight forward, bending your knees towards your face, my face coming closer to your breasts. I try to put my weight on you and extended my hands towards your shoulders or chest, to keep you grounded. "Unpff... we'll see... Ref!" I shout at the referee to show him that you have both shoulders on the ground! He immediately throws himself onto the ground and starts counting! ONE!
Sigrid: Squeezing tight with my thighs, I hear you yelping something from the smother, trying to move, and my hands move to shove your head tighter. I start to arch and notice the referee counting “TWO!” A little distracted, it takes me a moment to realize what’s exactly happening before, “Dammit!” and I start to roll to the side to try to twist… “THREE!”
Mazal: I can't believe it... my plan worked! You're so busy locking me in the scissor that you don't even notice the referee's count! Before you know it, the ref counts to three. My theme music starts, filling the arena as the announcer calls my name out loud as the winner. I manage to let out a small smile "Whoops..." I say to mock you, but from your face I can clearly say that my troubles aren't over yet...
Sigrid: I let out a low growl as your name is announced and stop trying to roll over, settling onto my back but refusing to release the scissors around your head. I shake my head at the referee and just mutter low curses at myself while trying to put you out.
Mazal: If possible, the grip of your legs becomes even more intense! I try to fight, to find a way out... with my eyes I desperately look for the referee, who tries to convince you to let me go. In a few seconds I can no longer resist, I let go and pass out completely.
Mazal: 
Sigrid: Feeling you go limp, I finally relent and release. I push you out from the scissors, rolling you to your back as I stand up and shake my head before stepping out of the ring and heading to the back.
Published: 2024-02-10, viewed 90 times.
Michelle Pantero
2024-02-13 05:13Nice win Sigrid. Good to see you back. And for everyone that says she lost. If you're KOed at the end, you lost...
Sheshmera
2024-02-13 06:04(In reply to this)
That's weird
The ref count her out and she pretty much lost
Like if we got a match and tomorrow of our match I K.O on the streets or backstage those that mean I won?!
Sheshmera
2024-02-13 06:38(In reply to this)
*sorry, Typo - I wanted to say "If I K.O (You)"
Michelle Pantero
2024-02-13 06:10(In reply to this)
Let me make sure I got your statement right. If you get a match and don't make it to the ring, and you get KOed before it starts, you by default win? Sure why not
Sheshmera
2024-02-13 06:29(In reply to this)
All I meant was it was not a K.Os only match so pin counts!
and he pinned her long enough! like isn't that the point?! like she should have pinned him after the knockout for the ref to count him out, wouldn't she?
And + " the announcer calls my name out loud as the winner"
Sheshmera
2024-02-11 06:57IT was PERFECT!!
Caladan
2024-02-11 05:16I see Sigrid still has the fire, nice little wild read even though man at that lose phew.... great match to you both though!