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21:08 Phil_PT: I wear my short black swimsuit, bare feet, muscular body as result of hours of workouts. Speakers start to play music, a sort of techno-samba that makes the people in the arena dance. I leave my locker room and go out. The announcer introduces me "From Malta, standing 178cm and 84Kg, please welcome Mr. Phil the People Trainer". I walk towards the ring barefoot. I have a confident attitude and while walking I flex my muscles to show them to the crowd. I step into the ring and then enter, greet the audience and look around. I'm waiting for my opponent to enter while my music fades. Finally i stand in my corner and shake my arms and neck, ready to fight, while the crowd has a mix reaction on me.

21:08 Phil_PT:

21:15 Pinkzillla: The crowd await my second appearance in the OPCW ring against a much more experienced male wrestler this time. My entrance music of Kariya's "Let Me Love You for Tonight" pulses through the arena as I make my way down the aisle wearing my shiny black two piece attire with matching leather wrestling boots. My bright pink hair pulled up in pigtails as I try to hype up the crowd to get behind me as much as I can. I roll under the ropes and get up to my feet as I am introduced. "and his opponent comes to us from Night City, California. She stands 165cm and weighed in at 54.5kg. Welcome back Pinkzilla~!!!" I jump up onto the middle ropes to as I give a gesture of the crowd to give me what cheers they've got for me. I bounce down from the ropes and look over towards the opponent I've drawn this time. Taking a deep breath as I just nod my head and try to psyche myself up.

21:15 Pinkzillla:

21:21 Phil_PT: I see you coming and it seems that the audience has already chosen your favorite in this match. It doesn't matter to me, I'm very confident that I can get a win against a female opponent who is smaller and probably less experienced than me. I don't want to show any emotion, I appear focused and can't wait to start fighting. The referee asks me if everything is ok, I nod yes. I'm just waiting for the bell

21:25 Pinkzillla: I watch the ref turn to me and ask me if I'm ready. "Ready!" I reply with an exaggerated nod. With that the bell sounds and thing are underway. Perhaps due to my underdog status and clear desire to earn their support the crowd are backing me as we start off and I watch closely. Waiting to see what you try to do, seeing if there is a way I can get an advantage to take control of the muscular Maltese man.

21:27 Phil_PT: I hear the sound of the bell and immediately advance in a decisive, aggressive way. I want to demonstrate my superior power right away. I get closer to you and reach out to try to catch you in a classic elbow and collar lock up, and then start pushing you towards the corner

21:31 Pinkzillla: You come out fast, wanting to use all that size to your advantage. That's exactly what I was hoping for as I look to duck under your arms as you reach for me, using my speed to just take off running towards the ropes behind you. Rebounding off them as I pick up yet more speed before looking to leap up and send both boots into whatever part of your body is facing me with a shotgun dropkick. Knowing I need to hit fast and hard from the start if I want to stand a chance.

21:33 Phil_PT: You pass under my arms and I grasp nothing but air. I turn and see you bounce off the ropes and then come back towards me. I prepare to grab you, but you are fast and hit me in the chest with both feet. I don't fall, but I stagger back and end up on the ropes. I hold on to the top rope with both arms to keep from falling

21:36 Pinkzillla: I scramble back up to my feet, my eyes opening a little bit wider as I see you still standing. Realizing its going to take more than that to put you down I try to run towards you. Looking to throw my side into the top and middle ropes as I try to wrap my left arm around your head. Wanting to fling myself off the ropes so that I can pull you forward by your head. Trying to take a few steps before jumping up and plant you face down on the mat with a Bulldog.

21:39 Phil_PT: Run towards me and wrap your arm around my head. I try to force myself with my arms, holding on to the top rope to prevent your attack. You jump, but I don't take off the rope, but I lean forward to try to make you fall with your ass first on the mat

21:40 Pinkzillla: There is a gasp from the crowd as you shove me off your head. Then there is gasp from me as I just fall forward straight onto my ass. Leaving me sitting there with pain showing on my face as I stare at my black boots out in front of me. Letting out a hiss of pain as I try to hide from you how much I didn't enjoy that landing.

21:46 Phil_PT: You fall in front of me and I smile "Do you think you're the smartest one in the ring? You're wrong!". I look at you and then immediately try to advance towards you to hit you with the instep of my right foot at your back, as if I am free kicking in a football match

21:50 Pinkzillla: I instantly regret my choice as you just give me a mighty kick in the back, the skin on skin contact and the impact making a loud SMACK! echo around the arena. The actual shot scoots me about 10cm forward on the canvas before I just collapse onto my side holding my back. "Fuuuuuuuugh!" I groan out as I try to roll towards the ropes. The crowd sensing this is not going to be an easy match up for the OPCW rookie. Not that there are any at this level.

21:52 Phil_PT: I hit you and sneer. You roll and try to move away from me, but I have a completely different opinion. "Where do you think you're going?" I reach down and grab your pink hair “Come here.” I block you and then try to pull you towards me to make you stand up and continue my domination with an other power move

21:55 Pinkzillla: I cry out you just use my bright pink locks to drag me back up to my feet before I can reach the ropes. My arms flailing as I reach out for the ropes to no avail as you just start to pull me back towards you. I shift my right boot behind me right in front of you as I try to drive the point of my elbow into your abs to get myself out of whatever you have planned.

22:00 Phil_PT: I pull your hair and make you stand up, but you immediately kick me in the stomach. I feel great pain and am forced to release your hair. I bend over, hands on my stomach and take a few steps back. A grimace of pain on my face

22:03 Pinkzillla: With you leaning forward it seems like the perfect time to go for it. Giving my back a little stretch before I look to rush past you. Trying to come at you from out of your sight from behind. Trying to leap frog up over you from behind before turning to hook my leg on the back of your head. Looking to use my weight and gravity to do the rest now as I look to slam you face first into the mat with a Kotaro Crusher.

22:09 Phil_PT: As I'm leaning forward, complaining of pain in my stomach, I feel your leg on the back of my neck. Then the weight of your body pushes me forward and I fall. My face hits the mat first and bounces. I remain on all fours, hands and knees on the ground, shaking my head, trying to recover. But I'm a little dizzy

22:12 Pinkzillla: I know I need to press this chance. I quickly turn over and push up to my feet. Seeing you on all fours I look to just run at you, hopping up and planting my left boot on your back before leaping into the air. Sending my feet out in front of me as I look to once more use gravity as a tag partner. Bringing my back crashing down across yours. Hoping to flatten you to the canvas, knowing the crowd will erupt if it works.

22:17 Phil_PT: I feel your back hitting mine. The weight of your falling body pushes me to the ground. My chest and face hit the mat. The crowd applauds your variation of the swanton bomb. I remain lying with my chest on the mat, arms outstretched, dazed and out of breath

22:24 Pinkzillla: I take a big breath as I feel your body under mine. Trying to figure out what to do next I decide to just keep it simple. I push you over onto your back. Looking to try to isolate your right arm as I wrap my legs around it and arch myself back. Looking to test how well all your muscles handle being strained in a simple but hopefully effective armbar.

22:31 Phil_PT: You push me and roll me, I don't resist. I'm still quite shocked. But when I notice you grab my arm and start putting your legs on my chest, I grab my hand with your free one to immediately try to counter your attempt to lock me in an armbar.

22:36 Pinkzillla: I try to get the hold locked in but you resist. Just grabbing onto my arm as you yank it off yours. I lose most of my leverage on your arm so I just try to pull my left leg towards me and look to kick it downward and across your chin. Thinking I can at least get something out of this position before having to retreat to avoid getting trapped in any kind of counter you might be planning.

22:46 Phil_PT: Resist from applying your armbar, my defense worked. But when you withdraw your leg and I think I can take a break, the sole of your boot prints on my chin. My head snaps back and I roll across the mat, toward the ropes

22:50 Pinkzillla: You roll away and I look to move the opposite way to turn and get back up to my feet. Giving my upper body a little twist side to side to keep trying to work out my back with a twinge on my face. I start to clap my hands as I try to get the crowd to clap along as I want to keep them in this match, making noise, pumping me up as I wait to see how you try to get back up to your feet or if you do at all.

21:17 Phil_PT: At this stage of the match I'm struggling much more than I imagined. I managed to avoid a hold that could have been lethal. I have to concentrate, I'm frustrated because I thought I would win easily. I bang my fists on the mat, I feel you want to drag the crowd to your side. I stand up, take my time to recover some energy, I watch you without saying a word

21:23 Pinkzillla: As you start to stand up I don't want to give you any time to recover anything. Trying to use my speed as I just come sprinting at you. Looking to leap up and plant both boots into your chest to knock you back towards a corner with a high speed shotgun dropkick. Not wanting to lose too much momentum after your submission escape.

21:26 Phil_PT: I'm standing on my feet, not in good balance yet, when I see you rushing towards me. I can't avoid your kick. You hit my chest and push me to the corner. My back hits the buckles and I put my arms on the top ropes. Grab them to stay on my feet. I cough as consequence of the blow to my chest

21:28 Pinkzillla: Hearing the crowd roaring me on as i get back up to my feet and immediately move forward again. The crowd loving that I am taking no steps backwards. Grabbing the middle ropes either side of you as I thrust my shoulder forward into your belly as I look to just wear out my Maltese opponent now.

21:32 Phil_PT: You don't want to give me any second to recover. It means that I must take time by myself. As soon as you duck to hit my belly, I raise my right leg to knee your chest and prevent your attack

21:34 Pinkzillla: The crowd let out a big "OOOH!" as your knee slams up into my chest, knocking me down to my knees in front of you. Trying to just recover from that surprise shot as it clearly was not what I had in mind when I came at you.

21:39 Phil_PT: I hit you and you kneel in front of me. Finally I have a break and a chance to attack you. With both hands on the top ropes I push myself up, raise my knees to my chest and then stretch my legs to hit your face with both my bare feet

21:41 Pinkzillla: I bring my head up just in time to see your soles coming at me before "OOF!" My head flying back as my pigtails fly forward before following my body as I tumble backwards over. Getting knocked onto my back near the middle of the ring as I try to try to shake my head, fighting to shake off the blow before you can follow up.

21:43 Phil_PT: I put my feet on the mat, after kicking your face. But then I push up again with my hands still on the top ropes. I put my feet on the second ropes, give you a quick look and then jump to try and hit your chest with my extended leg, in a leg drop

21:45 Pinkzillla: I do not expect what you do next. Your much larger body taking flight as your leg just crashes down against my chest that thunders the ring and draws gasps from the crowd as my legs kick up from the impact before falling to the canvas. Pain etched on my face as I just try to push through the pain of that impact.

21:48 Phil_PT: The ring trembles when my ass hits the mat and my leg crashes your chest. I feel that the impact of part of my body on yours was hard. The crowd roars. I quickly turn and grab your leg, try to put my chest on yours and go for a pin

21:50 Pinkzillla: I know this match is a huge chance to rebound from my debut defeat but right now, that simply means I have to survive this brush with a pinfall. You give me a couple hard impacts and now you test how much I want this. When the ref hits the mat for "TWO!" I summon the strength to kick my free leg and turn my little body under you to break the count. Getting a big cheer from the crowd as I refuse to stay under you.

21:53 Phil_PT: You move just in time and raise your shoulder from the mat. I have to release your leg and let you go. I stand on my feet, visibly disappointed, and then grab your pink hair to try and pull you up too

21:56 Pinkzillla: "AAAH!" Your hand in my bright hair just forcing me to stand up even though I'd prefer laying on the canvas for a few more seconds to recover. I feel my boots on the mat and immediately look to just swing a quick forearm into your midsection. Not want to let you get rolling too much or it may be too much to stop.

22:05 Phil_PT: You stand up and hit my belly with your forearm. I have to stop pulling, moan. But I don't want to lose the momentum at all. I release your hair and grab your right wrist with both my hands. I pull you first and then shove you towards the ropes. I wait for you to bounce and come back to me, waiting in the middle of the ring

22:10 Pinkzillla: You don't just let me have it all my own way but as you sling me into the ropes I think there might be an opening here for something that can change the match in a heartbeat. Hitting the ropes I get my head up to see where you are and measure you. Looking to strike first as I take a couple steps towards you and leap up. Looking to send my right knee smashing into your jawline as I try to knock you out cold with my Pink Lighting! finisher, a viscous Busaiku Knee.

22:13 Phil_PT: I was ready to catch you, but you are fast enough. Your knee hits my jaw before I could grab you. My head snaps back and I fall down to the mat in total shock. I lay on my back in spread eagle position

22:19 Pinkzillla: There is a second after the move connects that the crowd fall silent. There is always a bit of shock when a finisher comes outta nowhere like that but I try to make the most of it. Just pushing up off my back and dropping across your chest. The laces of a boot pressing down on your right arm while my hands press down on your left elbow as I put all of my weight across your shoulders to make up for my smaller frame as I go for the win now.

22:21 Phil_PT: I'm stunned on the mat, you cover me and lock my arms. I try to recover and recognize where I am and what did happen, the ref counts ONE

22:22 Pinkzillla: The crowd start to count along during the first count and count even louder when the ref drops a hand to count the second. "TWO!" coming from all around us as I close my eyes and hold my breath. Waiting and hoping this is the final one.

22:28 Phil_PT: I hear the full arena counting. I realize I have to move, despite I'm still stunned and weakened. I try to raise, my arm, but you just take it pinned down. I try to move the other one, but it's locked by your legs. I try to raise my pelvis and bridge. But the ref counts THREE before I could force you to move away from me. I hear the bell. "What?"

22:31 Pinkzillla: The crowd wait a second after the count but when the ref calls for the bell it sets in and they go wild as its my music coming on again. You've knocked me off you with your bridge but it's too late to get your shoulders up according to the ref. I push up to my feet as I move to the ropes wide eyed and excited. Getting a huge cheer from the fans as I give them a passionate fist pump before the ref grabs it and raised it up while I am announced as the winner.

22:34 Phil_PT: I stand on my knees and look at the ref who raises your hand. I'm frustrated "I moved, it's a two" I complain, but it's too late. You are celebrating your victory and I can't accept it. "You screwed me, shit you're cheaters!"

22:41 Pinkzillla: I am celebrating my win and then someone is yelling at me from behind. I look at the ref who lets my arm go as I turn around to see you irate at the result apparently. Looking you in the eyes as I just count out on my fingers. One. Two. Three. which naturally has the crowd counting along again before I just give you a quizzical look. Wondering which part you don't understand.

22:44 Phil_PT: You make me even more nervous. I stand on my feet and stumble towards you "It was a clear two when I pushed you off. He knows that! But maybe he will have his prize for cheating". I look at the ref "Is she going to give you a blowjob in the locker room or what?"

22:48 Pinkzillla: My mouth opens at what you're saying. Shocked that you would go there immediately just because you got beat. "What's the matter? Got a brain injury off my knee there?" Slapping my knee with my right hand to emphasize the point. "Need to go see the Docs backstage and get that head examined!" Not backing down now that you've insulted the integrity of my win, not to mention the type of girl I am.

22:50 Phil_PT: I turn to you again. I'm red in anger. Put my hand on your throat and scream to your face "Shut up!"

22:51 Pinkzillla: Your hand comes and grabs me roughly by the throat. I still don't back down though. Swinging my right arm across in front of me to try to knock your hand away from my throat as I step up closer to you "How about instead you man up and admit you got beat!" The ref taking the chance to try to get between us and separate the building tension.

22:56 Phil_PT: I do a pair of step backwards, showing myself a calm as the ref moves between us. "Ok ok, you won the match, and it's what people will say... But you cheated" I kick the ref's belly to make him double, grab his head and put it between my thighs. Then I grab his head and hit him with my finisher, the package piledriver

23:01 Pinkzillla: I turn away and step through the ropes after your admission but as I am dropping down to the floor I hear the thud of you booting the ref. Before I can even look back you've already got him up and I can only watch as you spike him down on his head with your brutal Piledriver. The crowd start to boo even louder at your post match assault. Before I can make a call on getting back in the ring I have ring attendants and other referees ushering me out of the arena, shaking my head at the sore loser in the ring.

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