Princess Nocturnal vs. Maki Amagami

Standard match
Pinfalls only

The last stints in the ring from her royal highness Princess Nocturnal had resulted in much undesirable consequences for the monarch, but today Nocturnal was determined to swipe away the marks that had besmirched her good name and prestige. She had it under good authority that today she would not be facing another little street urchin known fondly to the AFW audience as kawaiis... Not that Princess Nocturnal courage would be tested to face such an opponent, she simply felt a change of pace would be good. Soon enough she would make an example of one of them little whipper snappers and make a throne out of their body in front of the whole arena.

Soon enough the most royalist of theme tunes started up over the loud speaker and the Princess Nocturnal made her gloriously majestic entrance at the top of the rampway. Her attire comprised on skin tight white legging underneath a set of mauve/purple thigh high boots.. On her top half she wore a mauve/purple and gold royal uniform jacket, topped off with a luxuriously long white robe. A tiara perched delicately on top of her head as she held her chin up high, her gloved hands clasping firmly onto a golden scepter.



As she started to make her way down the ramp towards the ring, her two royal servants could be seen diligently partaking in a task that was to be considered an honour AND a privilege... Holding the tail ends of Princess Nocturnal's robe to ensure it was not dirtied on the un-carpeted commoners floor. The Princess carefully made her way round to the staircase at one corner of the ring and ascended it up onto the apron of the ring.. There she waited with a note of impatience while her servant climbed up with her and carefully de-robed her. One folded up the soft delicate material while the other produced a decorative cushion so that they could remove her tiara and take her scepter to be place upon it for safe keeping...

And yet that was still not enough.. Princess Nocturnal continued to wait until the servants had gotten their act together, the one holding her robe having to lean her ass down against the middle ropes and bend an opening for the Princess Nocturnal to be able to step in through with relative ease. Princess Nocturnal strode confidently into the middle of the ring to the sounds of boos and scoffs at her elaborate entrance... Most of the fans here didn't truly appreciate the difficulties in maintaining royal elegance, nor did they understand the proper etiquette to use in the presence of her majesty.

"Nothing but vagrants and malcontents..." Princess Nocturnal mutter under her breath as she cast a look of distaste or down right disgust at the sight of some of the people in the audience... Slowly removing her red jacket to reveal that the white leggings was actually more of a white and purple full body suit

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"Third time...Third time's most definitely the charm~..."

It was the one gloriously optimistic thought running through Maki's head as she limbered up backstage with concerted arm stretches from side to side. The pink haired idol was sporting a no-nonsense look of focused concentration. Rather than "launching", her AFW career had more accurately been stalled at take-off with only a few crashing test flights to show for it. It was disheartening enough for her to take a self-imposed sabbatical and help out at the family restaurant until she felt confident enough to give it another go. Now rejuvenated and ready to rocket her career into the stratosphere...or mesosphere...whichever one was the highest, that was where her career was headed!!

Once the upbeat vocals of her catchy J-pop entrance theme started kicking in, Maki would come cheerfully skipping out from behind the curtain having regained her infectious smile that shined brighter than any of the pink spotlights illuminating the arena from the stage. Clad in her traditional red and white wrestling outfit, the jubilant idol spun in place and shot the nearby camera man a "V" for victory hand sign over her winking face.

The resounding applause and energy from the crowd really got her pumped up and rarin to go as she merrily bounded down the ramp and high-fived any out reached hands along the way. After the stuck-up affair that was Princess Nocturnal's obnoxious entrance, the audience eagerly appreciated the breath of fresh air that was Maki's cutesy and crowd pleasing arrival. Being back in the spotlight just felt natural for Maki, digging the energy of the crowd as she skipped up the steps and into the ring to get her first glimpse of her opponent.

*Whooa...fancy~...* The regal outfit and imposing stature of her purple haired opponent were certainly accentuated the statuesque beauty's curvy features. It felt like she had arrived to a royal banquet horribly under-dressed. Eventually the ref would call both wrestlers to the center of the ring, Maki humbly obliging with one hand rubbing her other elbow. Maki's eyes nervously darted around the ring once they stood in front of eachother, seemingly shrinking in place before Nocturnal. Though eventually Maki would take a deep breath, buck up, and offer Nocturnal her extended arm for an an amicable handshake to start things with a mutual show of respect. This friendly gesture had bit her in the ass before, but Maki wouldn't let a few bad apples make her think the whole basket was rotten. She was willing to give her queenly opponent the benefit of the doubt, an exuberant smile to go along with her chipper greeting~

"H-Hi!! Name's Maki...I mean, me, My name's Maki...A-Amagami~..." Reeeal smooth. "You-uh...you really look just like one of the princess dolls I had when I was a kid..."

Princess Nocturnal observed the peppy young girl make her entrance with barely even distanced interest... She wasn't one of them little street urchin kawaiis, but she seemed to be not that far off one of them in her eyes... Why was it that she was always matched up against the lower class rabble like this, wasn't there someone with even an once of decorum to her presence? The good Princess looked at Maki's offered hand as if she was being offered an amputated zombie monkey paw, her arms folding just beneath her breasts and not moving to meet the other girl's hand.

"Obviously you have not been educated in the correct ways to address royalty," Princess Nocturnal said in a derogatory tone of voice, her eyes thin unamused slits and her face turned one quarter away from Maki's figure in dismissive manner.

"I'll have you know it is exceedingly bad form to make an appearance at such an function so ill-prepared. You should speak only when spoken too, refer to me as your majesty or your royal highness... And greet me with a curtsy or a bow..." She eyed Maki's hand again with distaste again, it still appeared to be an amputated zombie monkey paw in her eyes.

"Should I wish to touch your personage, I shall be the one making the advances to do so.." She said as if to indicate that the offer of a handshake from her was not as appreciated as she might think.

*W-wow...That's exactly how I imagined my Princess Moonrovia doll would sound too...* Maki's unanswered handshake remained outstretched throughout the entirety of Nocturnal's lengthy chastisement. She felt like a shrinking violet with an extended leaf hanging in the breeze, trembling slightly from the cold response before the imposing figure. The pink haired idol opened her mouth several times to attempt to get a word in edgewise but was cut off at every pass by the offended princess continuing her lesson in proper greeting etiquette. Maybe she should be writing this all down...

Maki scratched the side of her cheek and cutely furrowed her brow in deep contemplation for a few seconds. *I didn't mean to offend..but she can't actually think...Oh!! I get it now!! This must be her wrestling gimmick!! An act she likes to put on for the audience!! She's probably much more pleasant outside of the ring.* She perked up and snapped her fingers once she got her "Ah ha" moment, eager to play along just for fun~...

"Oh, please accept my humblest apologies, Princess Moonrov-...ah, your majesty~..." Maki stated with an overly exaggerated English accent. Clapping her heels together as if she were in her highness' royal air force and performing a deep bow rather than a curtsy. Much more accustomed to bowing as a Japanese native and being a frequent restaurant hostess back home. After the courteous bow Maki would stand at attention with her arms to her sides.

"...*giggle*...This whole "royalty" act's kinda fun. You gotta tell me where you came up with this idea~..." Maki smiled joyfully and in blissful ignorance.

At first the shift in tone was meeting Princess Nocturnal approval... Of course still not quite reaching her high expectation but it was a start at least, after how some of her opponents had responded Princess Nocturnal was beginning to think there was no hope for the unculture ingrates that came to bask in the glory of the Princess presence... That was until Maki made the comment of this all being an act.

"An Act?!" She bellowed with a highly in-dignified tone of voice "You dare mock your royal highness...? I assure you my lineage and right to the throne is pure and genuine, not the work of some court jester or charlatan for the entertainment of other. But one can not expect an uneducated soul such as yourself would have taken history classes on past monarch." The ref slipped into the ring as Princess Nocturnal continued, seeing as the two wrestlers were already squaring up to each other (in a manner of speaking) she called for the bell

"Eh?! Oh, uh...right, right...sorry, I didn't mean to almost make you break character like that. We'll have plenty of time for me to pick your brain afterwards anyway." Maki whispered to Nocturnal with her cherubic smile plastered on her face, a subtle wink towards the indignant princess to let her know she was hip to her opponents' persona. Nocturnal was demonstrating herself to be quite the royal thespian to remain in character with as convincing a performance Maki had ever seen. Honing her craft and devoting herself so willingly to that character must take a bunch of concentration, and Maki just hoped she didn't cause Nocturnal to almost break the fourth wall just there!!

Though once the bell rang, the pink-haired idol was all business once again, stepping back and hopping in place with a sway to her steps. The importance of this match kept her as focused as a pink-colored laser beam, the bouncing idol hyped up and ready to finally put that mortifying debut match in the rear view and start anew right here and now.

Raising her arms and lowering her stance, Maki would gradually approach Nocturnal as if to engage in a lock-up with her regal opponent. But once close enough to the pompous princess to the point where their arms were a hair's breadth away from making contact, the pink-haired idol would sneakily dash around the back of Nocturnal and interlock her arms around her waist. Hugging her tightly from behind with the side of her face pressed against her back, Maki would have one of her legs strategically wrapped around Nocturnals to try and limit her movement options.

Princess Nocturnal was almost certain that she was being ridiculed again, an outrage even if it wasn't what Maki intended

"The likes of yourself is not even fit to act as the throne on which I sit upon! Perhaps a foot stool will suit you more so." She declared as Maki started to approach.. The bell rang in the background as Princess Nocturnal gave a disdainful sigh.

"I shall have to dispatch you hastily... One can't have you sullying my pristine royal attire-" As Princess Nocturnal was just about finished with her condescending repartee, Maki quickly rushed around the royal highness, slipping her arms quickly around her waist in a reverse bear hug position.. Maki's cheek squashed right inbetween the back of Princess Nocturnal's shoulder blades, making her lean forwards a bit

"Wha-? Unhand me you vagrant!" Princess Nocturnal demanded, grabbing at Maki's wrist to try and loosen the hold

Before coming into this match, one of the greater concerns on the pink-haired idol's mind was if she would have lost a step or two in her absence. Ring rust always being one of those things she had heard about when you take an extended leave of absence. Luckily for Maki, it seemed that being in the ring was finally starting to come natural to her after all this time, finding herself to be just as fleet-footed as she remembered and dashing behind the towering princess right in the middle of her royal monologuing.

"Heh...You'll have to catch me first, your majesty~..." Maki smiled mischievously as she tightened in the reverse bear hug in response to Nocturnal's fervent grasping at the grip around her stomach. As prickly and cold as the haughty Princess liked to portray herself, her royal highness was surprisingly cuddly and huggable. Maki briefly finding herself affectionately snuggling her cheek up against Nocturnal's resplendent and flowing locks between her shoulder blades. Eventually, despite how nice her opponent's hair smelled, she snapped herself out of it and remembered where she wanted to go from here.

Abruptly unlatching herself from around Nocturnals slim waist, Maki would speedily sprint ahead of Nocturnal with one of her arms in tow and attempt to yank the Princess into an irish whip to the adjacent ropes.

Princess Nocturnal continued to tug at Maki's hands, desperately trying to remove her grasp and save a bit of face for this un-Princess like start to the match. Luckily Maki decided to perhaps take heed of Princess Nocturnal's demands and unhanded her.. Unfortunately however the brightly coloured idol wasn't finished there; rushing past the upper class Brit, she snagged onto her by the arm and tugged the Princess into a Irish whip.

Princess Nocturnal was taken by surprise, forced to run forwards towards the ropes and only barely having enough time to turn as she bounced off and came back toward Maki. But the good princess was not about to stand for this grievous disrespect! As she approached Maki, Princess Nocturnal lifted her leg at the last moment and tried to deliver a big running boot straight to Maki's face.

Since first standing toe to toe with her regal opponent, and noticing that the top of her pink haired head measured up to about Nocturnals collar, Maki had already made several mental notes about how much it would suck if she was forced to out muscle the towering princess. She was certain that sticking to her speedy offensive antics was the right way to go, stumping Nocturnal and keeping her guessing long enough to hopefully knock her off her feet and make the height advantage less of an issue.

Hopping on her feet in anticipation once her royal majesty was bounding towards the ropes, the pink haired idol would spin in place and propel herself off the ropes behind her. Maki sprinted back towards Nocturnal running right back at her, and had a mini-heart attack as she just barely reacted in time to duck under the extended high-heeled boot that whizzed through her ribboned hair. Her petite size thankfully made her less of a target, maintaining her forward momentum to bounce off the ropes and back towards Nocturnal.

With even more speed to her step, once Maki re-approached Nocturnal in the middle of the ring, the pink blur would spin in place and extend her legs outward into a leaping thrust to attempt to have her spandex covered rump smack Nocturnal right in the princess' royal face.