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08:51 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I have been invited to take part in my first OPCW event which im eager to do. Ive been chosen to wrestle Kevyn who is the current champion. Very rare do I wrestle men but this gives me the opportunity to test myself. The venue is an old church with a ring. A small crowd has gathered to watch and cheer for theyre favourite. I prepare myself in what is passed for a changing room. I want to look good for my debut so I chose a black & white stripped bikini and white boots. I leave my long dark hair loose. I walk down into the ring the crowd cheer and applaude, as I wave to them making my way to my corner. I do a few stretching exercises while I wait for the Champ to make his appearance.

09:09 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I’ve just come off a grueling title defense, but I’m incredibly proud to step into a new OPCW show carrying my European Championship belt. My opponent is already in the ring as my entrance music—"Photograph" by Nickelback—begins to play. I make my way out, dressed in tight yellow shorts and black boots. I walk down the aisle, flanked by the crowd, before climbing the steel steps and posing on the ring apron, making sure my belt is on full display. The audience is split; some cheer, while others boo. I slide into the ring between the second and third ropes and hand the belt over to the referee. Looking at you, I say, "I’ve never seen you before... It takes a lot of guts for a rookie to challenge an OPCW champion." I immediately try to get under your skin.

10:22 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I watch you make your theatrical enterence to the ring, looking every inch the Champ and full of confidence. I go through a few more stretches as the crowd mix cheers with boos as you enter the ring. I nervous making my debut and a title match too. You hand your belt to the Ref and aim some trash talk at me. I walk slowly over to you stopping close enough for my breasts just to touch your chest. Looking you straight into your eyes I smile " I might be a rookie to you, but you'll soon find out im not"

15:33 Kevyn_Paparazzi: Our bodies brush against each other; there’s a lot of tension in the air. This situation is exciting. I can’t wait to take action. I stare into your eyes—you seem as cold as ice. You respond to my words with an arrogant tone: "You’d better show me with actions instead of just using words!"

21:05 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I stare you down not showing any emotions. Remaining calm ready for the encounter ahead. After a long silent stare, I smile take a pace backwards raise my arms and push you away. Letting you know you might be the Champ but you no way intimidate me.

08:14 Kevyn_Paparazzi: You push me, forcing me to take a few steps back. "Quite bold for a rookie," I say, flashing a cocky grin. This woman doesn't back down; I’ll have to start aggressively to keep her from gaining any confidence. "Very well!" I whisper, raising my hands into a guard just as the bell signals the start of the match.

08:22 Lady_leglock_wrestler: The push makes you backup a few steps as you give me some verbal with a cocky grin. "Im bold that for sure" I reply trying to remain calm and focused. The bell sounds as i raise my hands up in my guard. We circle each other as I flick out my right hand and withdraw it quickly. Let's test his reflexes see how he reacts, i think to myself

08:26 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I’m watching you; I won’t be fooled by your feints. You think I’m naive! I stay in a defensive stance, circling around and keeping a close eye on your movements. Then, suddenly, I lunge forward and try to grab you by the throat with both hands, aiming to push you back toward the ring ropes.

08:30 Lady_leglock_wrestler: Little reaction from my feint but I didnt think youd be fooled by it. We keep circling my eyes locked onto you. Suddenly you lunge forward at me your hands aiming for my throat. As you near me I sidestep to my left and at the same time bring my right knee up slamming into your exposed midriff if successful

08:38 Kevyn_Paparazzi: Perhaps I was too hasty; I should have bided my time instead of attacking with such fervor! As I push against you with my hands at your throat, you react by driving a knee into my stomach. I’m forced to halt my advance; I double over, gasping for air, and take a few steps back, my hands clutched to my midsection. I must not underestimate my opponent any longer—she clearly knows what she’s doing!

08:44 Lady_leglock_wrestler: My knee slams into your midriff stopping you in your tracks, as the impact knocks the air out of you. You double over in pain holding your stomach gasping for air. I need to take early advantage of this situation as he's recovering. Quickly I move towards you wrap my arms around your neck and pulling it tight onto my right hip in a side headlock if im successful

08:48 Kevyn_Paparazzi: You grab my head and start pressing down on my neck. My face is crushed against your chest. Your grip is firm, but I try to fight back. I place my hands on your hips and attempt to push you away, trying to free my head from your hold.

08:54 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I have a tight lock on your head flexing my biceps to keep it firmly gripped. I feel you struggle your hands pushing onto my hips to try and free yourself. I push my right hip into your belly holding your head tight and with one movement try to hip toss you down onto the canvass. Following you down with the headlock still held tight if the move is completed

09:01 Kevyn_Paparazzi: With a swift motion, you lift my feet off the canvas and send me flying to the mat. I land on my back, but you don’t let go of my head—I’m still trapped in your headlock. This woman has excellent technique in the ring. I have to react. I try to grab your wrists, locking my fingers around them to force you to loosen your grip.

09:11 Lady_leglock_wrestler: My move was successful and were both down on the canvass. I still have the headlock firmly applied, as I reposition my body behind you. I start to torque up the pressure on the headlock seeing your face starting to turn red. Your hands grab at my wrists trying to pull them down to free your head. I feel ive good ring position here and have you in some trouble. "Still think im a rookie now champ?" I taunt you as I try to maintain my firm grip

09:32 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I growl; your grip is firm. I begin to sweat. I hadn’t imagined this woman would be so skilled. I have to resort to a few tricks—not exactly fair play, perhaps. My hand slides along your arm, reaching toward your head. I clench my fist, grabbing a handful of your thick hair. I pull back, aiming to cause pain and bring your head as close to my legs as I can. Then, engaging my abdominals, I lift my legs and try to lock them around your head—pulling you to the ground, breaking free from your headlock, and crushing your skull within my head-scissors.

11:08 Lady_leglock_wrestler: Working the headlock seeing your face get redder as beads of sweat form across it. Suddenly I feel a burning sensation in my head as you grab a handful of my hair dragging my head down to your legs. Quickly you wrap your legs around my head locking in a headscissors, squeezing tight. Im on my back as I attempt to push my hands between your legs pushing up to create a gap. Planting my feet onto the canvass I bridge up with my hips and hands together attempting to slide my head from between your legs

11:13 Kevyn_Paparazzi: Your hands push against my thighs, creating space between my legs and your head. With a quick, sharp movement, you manage to slip out of my scissor hold. Your head slides away from me—there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I quickly roll to the side and get back to my feet, watching you and waiting for your next move while I catch my breath and prepare to resume the fight.

12:25 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I create enough space between your legs to slide my head out from between them. We both roll away and get back onto our feet. Facing you i take a few deep breaths as I re-focus myself. I feel more confident in myself after the opening exchanges that I seem to be able to match you. Ive also noted that you had to use dubious tactics to escape the headlock you were in. I give you a little smile and raise my hands up ready to continue the match

23:04 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I shake my head, seeing your mocking smile. You’re on your guard. I need to be less impulsive. I approach you cautiously, watching your every move. I can’t afford to take risks; I know I’m stronger, but you’re cunning and know how to use technical maneuvers. I reach out toward you, attempting to lock you into a classic collar-and-elbow clinch.

23:32 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I see some of your earlier bravado has fallen away after our opening moves. You now seem more cautious as if you now take me serious. The confidence inside me as grown too knowing I can compete with you. You reach out inviting me into a classic collar and elbow lockup. I know I must use speed and technic against you as I cant match you for strength. I go to lock up but at the last moment duck around behind you and attempt to wrap my arms around your waist in a tight waistlock if I can

23:40 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I reach out to lock you in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, but you duck down and slide behind me. I figured you wouldn’t want a pure test of strength, so I had already anticipated needing a Plan B. You come up behind me and lock your arms around my waist. I bend my legs and drop my center of gravity slightly. Then, I reach up and place my hands behind your head, forcing your face toward mine. Finally, I drop down onto my knees, causing your chin to slam against my head—a jawbreaker.

23:50 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I get my arms around your waist but not securely enough to cause you problems. I see your arms reaching up to grab around my head. In one movement you drop to your knees as my chin slams into your head. My head explodes as I drop down onto my knees holding my jaw in pain.

23:56 Kevyn_Paparazzi: My head hurts where your chin slammed into it. At the same time, though, I know you’re the one who got the worst of that move. I place my hands on the canvas and crawl toward the ropes, grab hold of them, and pull myself to my feet. I turn around and see you—you’re on your knees with your hands over your face. "What’s wrong? Does it hurt?"

00:01 Lady_leglock_wrestler: Im dazed on my knees holding my chin. You seemed not to have come off the move unscathed, and im surprise you didnt follow up. Instead you crawl away to the ropes. The time you waist getting to the ropes then trash talking gives me time to clear my head and refocus. I get to my feet slowly but keep my eyes focused on you waiting to see what you do next

00:03 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I am near the ropes. My stalling wasn’t a mistake, but a calculated strategy. I wait for you to get to your feet, and as soon as you’re standing, I approach you with quick strides; then, I plant my left foot in the center of the ring and lift my right foot, aiming the sole of my boot toward your chin to land a superkick.

00:12 Lady_leglock_wrestler: You come charging at me quickly lifting your right foot up aiming at my chin. Wow you really telegraphed that move. I duck under your boot easily, and lift my own right foot slamming it into the knee of your standing leg. The impact of that if successful will buckle your leg and drop you down onto your back

00:16 Kevyn_Paparazzi: My kick misses; you dodge it easily, and I strike nothing but air. While my leg is still extended forward, you land a knee strike against my supporting leg. The blow is hard and painful; I lose my footing and collapse to the ground. I lie there, gasping, clutching my thigh with both hands and groaning in pain.

08:15 Lady_leglock_wrestler: My blow to your standing leg was successful dropping you to the canvass, as you hold it in pain. Taking advantage i grab hold of your booted foot with both hands lifting your leg up straight. I aim a few heaving kicks to the back of your thigh, before applying a toe and ankle lock on your foot. Twisting it hard attempting to put pressure on your ankle and knee. "What's wrong? This hurting you?" Remembering the same words you used earlier too me

08:25 Kevyn_Paparazzi: You grab my legs; I try to move them, I kick, but you strike my thigh with a kick, crushing my attempt to fight back. My legs are now trapped—I feel the pressure on my ankle and knee—and I scream in pain, struggling to break free by pulling my foot away.

08:30 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I start to work on your leg landing a few more heavy kicks to the back of your thigh. Dropping onto one knee, i bend your leg over the thigh of my standing leg. Starting to torque the pressure up on your ankle as I twist it back and fore. Hearing your screams of pain only encourage me to keep working your leg to weaken it further

08:33 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I scream; my ankle hurts. I try to reach out with one arm to grab the lower rope, but it’s too far away. With a great effort, I try to pull you toward me, bringing my knee to my chest; then, using my other foot, I attempt to strike your chest with my heel and push you away.

08:40 Lady_leglock_wrestler: Im working your leg over hard as every twist of your foot has you screaming in pain. I continue to try and weaken your leg when suddenly your free foot slams into my chest. The blow sends me toppling backwards onto my back as I lose grip of your leg. I lay rubbing my chest with my hands, a little annoyed i gave you that opening

09:00 Kevyn_Paparazzi: After hitting you, I see you stagger back, and I slide backward on my backside until I reach the edge of the ring. I take a deep breath, grab the top rope, and pull myself to my feet. I want to attack you right away, but as I plant my foot on the canvas, a sharp pain shoots through me. I stay by the ropes, shaking my foot in hopes of easing some of the pain. I watch you. "Bitch," I hiss through gritted teeth.

09:06 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I sit up still rubbing my chest but im not really hurt from the blow, more frustrated that I gave you that opportunity. I climb to my feet as I watch you struggling to get to yours. Using the ropes to pull yourself up. Your leg is damaged and as a result restricts your movement. Good for me as I must focus and try to take advantage of this situation

09:09 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I look at you; this match is tougher than I could have imagined. I touch my leg, buying myself some time—it hurts. But as the seconds pass, the pain begins to subside. I want to strike—I grit my teeth and charge toward you. Once I’m close enough, I lean in and drive my shoulder into your midsection, executing a spear.

10:46 Lady_leglock_wrestler: This match is spurring both of us on to wrestle at our best. Sweat is dripping off me and my hair stuck to the sides of my face. I see you still testing out your damaged leg, but suddenly you charge towards me leaning your shoulder towards my midriff. Again you've given me time to react and again I side step out of your way as you rush past me and end up in the ropes. Quickly I follow you landing more kicks to the back of your weakened leg. Grabbing the top rope I pull it back attempting to slingshot you backwards across the ring onto your back

11:03 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I try to strike you, but you’re too agile—or perhaps it’s my injured leg that’s slowing me down. I grab onto the rope to keep my balance, but you’re already behind me, landing a kick right on the back of my knee—on that very same battered leg. I cry out in pain, and my leg gives way.

 

11:18 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I land a few heavy kicks to that injured leg as you grab the top rope to keep balance. You yell in pain as eventually you leg gives way and you drop to the canvass. Keeping on you i drag you by the leg out to the middle of the ring. Holding it vertical by the boot I spring up into the air and attempt to drop my full body weight down across your injured leg. Keeping a firm grip of your boot as i land

11:21 Kevyn_Paparazzi: You keep striking my injured leg. You are focusing on my injury—as was to be expected, and is understandable. I am in pain. You bend my leg again. I scream in agony. I try to use my hands to punch your torso, hoping to make you stop the beating.

11:57 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I sense i have you in real trouble here with your damaged leg taking more punishment off me. My body land hard across your outstretched leg as I hear you yell out in pain. Getting back onto my feet bringing your leg up with me, i get a secure hold of your boot and twist your foot beyond the normal. Putting more pressure on your knee. This time my foot stands ontop of your free leg attempting to prevent you from using it to push me away

12:06 Kevyn_Paparazzi: You keep working on my leg. I am in immense pain. You twist my ankle and pin down my other leg. I’m in a state of severe distress; I try to reach out with an arm, hoping to find the rope, but it’s too far away.

12:13 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I have you in deep trouble and not about to let up. I have good ring position too as your too far away from the ropes to get a break. I torque your foot even harder trying to put all the strength I have left into this hold. The pain in your leg must be excruciating, but im not letting up. I feel I might just have you here. " ASK HIM REF" I yell out. "COME ON KEVYN SUBMIT" I scream at you.

12:19 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I’m exhausted, my leg hurts, yet you keep twisting my ankle. An excruciating pain shoots from my foot all the way up to my back. I can’t take it anymore—I hear your words. It’s frustrating. I slap my hand against the ring in surrender.

12:25 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I give one final twist to your foot which i the one that does it. Your hand slaps the canvass several times indicating your submission. I wait a check with the ref who calls for the bell, then releasing your leg i drop to my knees sweating dripping off my body breathing heavily. At the same time feeling elated that ive won this great match with a great opponent.

12:27 Kevyn_Paparazzi: I’m on the mat when the bell rings. I clutch my ankle, groaning in pain. A wave of frustration washes over me. My winning streak has been snapped by an opponent who forced me to submit. The crowd erupts. In her debut, she’s just defeated the European champion. I can’t believe it. I look at her and whisper, "Who the fuck are you?"

12:32 Lady_leglock_wrestler: I hear the crowd roaring, cheering and clapping as I slowly raise up onto my feet. It then sinks in that ive just defeated the European Champion and won the belt. The ref raises my arm aloft as I let the noise from the crowd wash over me. I made my debut here, was i lucky to win? Did Kevyn have an off day?" I dont know but for now im just feeling elated at winning the title. The ref presents me with the European Belt as I raise it up high for the approval of the cheering crowd. Kevyn is still nursing his injured leg, but I reach down with my hand offering him help to get back onto his feet