[FWC] Semi Finals Japan Vs United States

Suddenly! [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GH2Oa9BJzYM:1dawk2wm]THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER BEGAN TO PLAY THROUGHOUT THE ARENA!!![/url:1dawk2wm]

"ALL RISE FOR THE AMERICAN NATIONAL ANTHEM!!" Kelly shouted from her mic as she appeared on the entrance stage, emrging with the american flag in hand and her stage choice of attire as red white and blue fireworks would suddenly appear shooting up from the stage in streams behind her.



Kelly didn't know why she was represent 'The Cats'. Her choice of costume was last minute anyway. But what was more American than Baseball! At least it was something the Japanese would understand.

"OOOH SAAAY CAN YOU SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! BY THE DAAWNS EARLYYYY LIIIIIGHT!!!" Kelly screeched into her mic while she was making her way down to the ring. She was trying hard, but honestly her singing just kind of sucked and babies in the arena were crying now.

"WHAT SO PROUDLY WE HAILED AT THE... Oh fuck it im tired!" She whined as she got near the ring before heaving out tiredly, throwing her mic away in frustration. "Kelly Conway is here to kick ass for America!" She declared, giving the flag to a crew member before saluting it and sliding into the ring, tugging at her socks as she propped herself in the corner.

Akashi narrowed her eyes at Kelly's display. It was loud and obnoxious and exactly what most Japanese people's exaggerated perceptions of Americans were. Somehow Kelly managed to accurately portray that. All she needed was to be fatter and eating a hot dog while she strode around pompously.

<Take her seriously. I doubt she will give you the same courtesy. That is the advantage you'll have, Takiyama-san.> Akashi said to Miyabi as she barked to the stage manager and gave one last tug on her kimono. She was wearing a yellow Kimono with black hakama pants. She had foregone her usual geta sandals because she had expected the possibility of having to get involved in a physical way.

As the [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=29FFHC2D12Q:19zhsa3s]Japanese National Anthem[/url:19zhsa3s] began to play, Akashi burst from the backstage entrance. She was waving a giant Japanese flag and the crowd began to roar.

"NIIIIPOOOOOOOONNNNN!" She yelled as she waved the flag back and forth, letting it billow in the hot arena atmosphere. She strode proudly down the ramp and when she got to Kelly, she looked her in the eye. "I'm here to make sure you don't try and pull that shit you did in the last round." She said with a stern voice. "You wrestle Takiyama-san fair and square or I'll beat your ass. And if one of your little cronies thinks she's going to get involved? I'll beat her ass too!"

Miyabi was, to say the least, a little confused by Kellyâ€s display. She recognized the tune of the American national anthem, sure. She had watched the Olympics plenty of times, and heard it played during medal ceremonies. She had no idea what the words meant, and, though she was confused on that front, she was fairly certain that Kellyâ€s singing was really not very good. She was also interested by her opponentâ€s baseball-themed costume, but would take her mind off of that for the time being as her sensei spoke up, giving her some last minute advice.

<I will, Tanikaze-sama!> Miyabi said, balling her hands into fists and giving a sharp, confident nod. <Iâ€m going to give everything Iâ€ve got, right from the very start. She wonâ€t have any idea what hit her!>

Then, it was time. Akashi went out first, waving the Japanese flag as the national anthem began to play. Miyabi would follow a few seconds later, dressed in nothing but her navy blue mawashi, ready for action. The crowd roared in support of their hometown hero, and she would wave to them excited, bouncing up and down on her toes. When she reached the ring, she would slide up into it and go to her corner with little fuss. She glanced over at Akashi, who was saying something to Kelly in English. Miyabi couldnâ€t understand what her sensei was saying, but whatever it was, she hoped that this Kelly—who was apparently always up to no good—would get the message.

"Psssh..." scoffed Kelly as she heard the japanese national anthem begin to play throught the arena as... Akashi Tanikaze appeared with the japanese flag?

"T-Tanikaze!?" Kelly gasped with eyes shooting wide, nearly falling forward but instead, she would immediately cover her ears as the japanese home crowd exploded into deafing cheers, it was loud, beyond loud, the pop felt like it making the arena shook. The magnitude of it made Kelly stagger from her corner with a look of awe on her face as Thousands and Thousands fans were cheering their hearts out. It was a sight that captured her, so many people jumping and crying out like that. It mattered not they weren't cheering for her, this was the sort of thing her father had described to her when they were still on speaking terms.

It was an amazing sight.

Amidst the atmosphere, Kelly turned, a strand of blonde falling over her eye that she quickly pulled back and bunned it behind her cap, putting back the smug, condifent smirk across her face real quick for Akashi as she looked at her. Kelly smiled and then waved pleasantly.

There was no sweeter moment than hitting Akashi with a chair and then taking the entropy title by throwing her fat ass over the ropes!

Kelly wiggled her fingers to Akashi. "Oooh! So Scaaared~ Pft! What are you gonna do, sit on me?" Kelly taunted. "Wait, wait. Scratch that. You'd probably like that and be good at it." She added in a sarcastic tone before waving off Akashi dismissively, turning her back on the sumo disrespectfully with an exaggerated twist in her hips before she glided back to her corner.

When she turned... She saw her opponent and blinked, Miyabi was her name and she was like a little Akashi clone! Japanese, younger, not as big, had that sumo sash thing and was... Topless. "Ewww." muttered Kelly before she leaned over and pointed at Miyabi.

"You're fat!" She declared before ultimately breaking into an obnoxious cackle. "Bwahahaha! Seriously though, what is this, Tanikaze? Your little protoge? The Pillsbury Dough Girl? Your... Mini-me? Hahahaha! How lame!" Kelly bellowed mockingly.

"I'll be honest. My taste in women is fucked up but I definitely don't wanna be looking at your saggy tits all day. So I'll make this quick and pin you 1-2-3 and then beat the shit out of that stupid Tesla! 'Cause thats all you are, fatty! A roadblock! A stepping stone... Or in your case, maybe a trampoline." Kelly mused with a grin as she got her hands up just moments before the bell rang, moving to the center of the ring slowly and trying to circle Miyabi carefully, knowing she was significantly smaller than this sumo girl.

This American girl—Kelly Conway—was apparently every bit as mean and nasty as Akashi had made her out to be. The way she glared at Miyabi, face seemingly full of disgust, made the young sumo girl feel very uncomfortable, and the venom in Kellyâ€s voice was readily apparent even though Miyabi couldnâ€t understand the language of her opponent at all. The American cackled. Miyabi frowned and crossed her arms above her chest a little self-consciously, wondering what it was Kelly could be saying to her.

<I donâ€t know what youâ€re saying,> Miyabi began in Japanese, though she was doubtful that this Kelly had ever taken the time to learn the language of AFWâ€s home country, <but itâ€s obvious that youâ€re just trying to cover up for the fact that youâ€re not very strong at all! Big talk but little muscles.> Miyabi would take a step forward and bring her arms down to her sides, standing tall and balling her hands into fists. <Tanikaze-sama has been training me, and even though she hasnâ€t been my sensei for too long, I know that sheâ€s already taught me enough to beat you! So, come on! Iâ€m ready!>

When the bell rang, Miyabi would take a couple steps further into the center of the ring. She watched as Kelly circled her. She herself would not move—she would rotate her body to keep herself facing towards Kelly, but she was not going to try to go after the American. She would let the scrawny blonde come to her!

Kelly furrowed her brow as she heard her opponent speaking Japanese still. The confused look on her face indicated that the girl most likely didn't understand what she was saying and that just frustrated Kelly as she watched the girl speak to her in Japanese. Kelly knew very little of the language depsite living in Japan for quite some time now. But in that time she had picked up on a few things. This allowed her to more or less know that Miyabi was ready as she declared herself to be.

"Look man I know we got a language barrier here. That's why I wore this outfit! I knew it would be something you and the crowd would understand!" Kelly declared with a peachy smile before waltzing up to the sumo suddenly, breaking out of her careful circling stride to extend her hand to the woman.

"Put 'er there, pal!" Kelly said, with one arm behind her back, grinning as she leaned over.

Akashi nodded along with Miyabi and when the bell rang, she was hyped to see her her new pupil might do against the experienced Kelly. However, Miyabi didn't charge like she should! Where was her tachi-ai!?

And then, Kelly offered her hand. Akashi shook her head and slapped her palms against the mat. <Miyabi-san! You're a sumo! You bow, you intimidate and most of all, you CHARGE! If you take her hand, she'll attack you! A sumo lets her spirit fly at the start of the match! What matters is heart and determination, not timidity and caution!> She encouraged in Japanese.

<Overwhelm her before she can even THINK of a plan of attack!>

Miyabiâ€s cheeks turned red as she heard Akashiâ€s loud instructions. A part of her wanted to cry for having disappointed her sensei so. Her first chance to wrestle in front of the veteran sumo woman, and she had started off the match in exactly the wrong way!

<I…Iâ€m so sorry, Tanikaze-sama!> Miyabi called out, glancing over her shoulder at her teacher, her head dipping slightly in shame. <I-Iâ€ll do better! Right away! Please forgive my stupidity!> She turned her gaze forward again to see Kelly walking up close and extended her hand. Well, Miyabi might not have done what she should have as a sumo to begin the match, but she knew enough to recognize this for what it was: a dirty trick. Now was her opportunity to make up for her initial mistake, and to try to improve her standing in Akashiâ€s eyes.

Miyabi would not extend her hand. She would bow, very slightly, to Kelly, and then, with a loud cry of <Banzaaaaai!>, she would throw herself forward with all the force she could muster right into Kelly, thinking of nothing but using her weight and her momentum to bring the American wrestler down to the mat. For Miyabi, this was as much about impressing Akashi as it was about beating Kelly! She needed to win this for her sensei!

Kelly had the perfect plan, but when Akashi started yelling things to Miyabi from the ring apon, shouting and pounding at the mat, Kelly gave her a look before quickly facing her foe with wide eyes and a shocked expression as she shook her head frantically as if tryiing to tell Miyabi it wasn't true but when she heard BAAANZAIIII!! she knew she was straight up fucked.

"Aahh!!!" Yelled Kelly as the sump threw herself right into Kelly, knocking her flat to the mat with the weight of the sumo pressing her right down in a big squash!

"UGN!" Kelly winced as she got crushed underneath Miyabi, legs kicking out frantically as she squired under the girls weight, trying to push her off or something but to no avail!