Diana Accera Vs Saori "Tiger" Takatsuki: Bring Your Tiger To Ring Day

Match Type: Hardcore
Winning Condition: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout.

Diana was beginning to start something of a trend in terms of fighting women bigger than herself. Maybe it was a simple presumption that the bigger women would put up more of a fight, or perhaps even laziness that the Italian couldn't be bothered facing someone shorter, because again presuming, they'd likely be faster and require chasing. Tonight was no different, as the scantily clad Italian made her way to the entrance of the AFW ring, as she prepared to add another big lady to her list of past opponents, as tonight's match up presented itself in the form of Tiger Takatsuki. Stopping just shy of the entrance curtain, she'd somewhat ponder to herself. Based on the name alone, she was assuming she was up for yet another hard fought battle she had somewhat gained an obsession for. If the Tiger turned out to be some lame kitty kat, the Italian would unlikely be impressed.

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As ever wasting no-time sharing a single thought for the reactions of her 'adoring public,' again represented tonight in the form of a huge wave of booing men and women, the Italian soon rolled under the ropes, spryly getting up to her feet and pacing the ring. She'd fling back her arms, somewhat elbowing the air, before stopping centre of the ring. Bouncing on her toes, she'd await her foe eagerly, eyes staring hard on the entrance as if it were her opponent tonight. She'd even pull somewhat of a dark smile, fully expecting a woman just short of an actual tiger to come out and give her the fight she wanted.

After getting put on a bit of probation by her manager following the incident at the bar a few weeks back, Saori was pretty restless to say the least. Not only would her very first debut match give her a worthy outlet for her pent-up rowdiness, but it'd also clear up the damages bill she got stuck with and be allowed to go out drinking again. Though maybe on a slightly shorter leash now.

As her booming heavy rock music blasted out from the speakers, the massive Tiger herself appeared on stage, wearing her orange halter top with the white fur around the edges, matching shorts, and thigh-high black boots. Though she probably wasn't very well known, given her past league, the crowd still roared with approval as Saori emerged. Wearing what could only be described as a dopey grin, rather offsetting her semi-intimidating appearance, she made her way down to the ring, high-fiving and waving to the cheering audience as she passed.

Finally reaching the ring, Tiger readied herself for her special intro feat, crouching just a little before springing right back up, landing with both feet atop the edge of the canvas and grabbing on to the ropes. The crowd once more exploded with cheers, impressed by the display. After that, she climbed her way through the ropes, and walked right up towards Diana, still wearing that goofy smile and extending her hand. "Hey there! Ya look like a girl who can handle herself, so I hope you're down for a good rumble!"

Diana's eyes would follow the girl as she made her entrance. She knew Tiger was big, and whilst she wasn't close to been the biggest in AFW, definitely had some frame to her. Diana's stern emotionless grin would remain, as big woman made somewhat of an impressive leap onto the ringside. "Some people just gotta put on a show..." she'd mutter audible to just herself, as the crowd erupted at the spry entry to the ring.

Diana had built herself somewhat of a negative reputation as of late; a brutal nature backed up by a personality that simply didn't care for the opinions of the crowd. That been said, she wasn't above the concept of good sportsmanship, especially regarding women who on looks alone seemed they could give her the thrill she so desperately sought. Keeping silent, she'd match Tiger's handshake, briskly locking hands and responding with nothing but a nod to the girls statement.

Releasing said hand lock, she'd step back, again bringing out her arms in stretching fashion, eager to see if Saori was the Tiger she was promised.

Saori's grin grew wider as Diana accepted her handshake. Even if she didn't reply in words, that was enough for her. Turning around, she marched back towards her corner and started to do some light warm ups. Bouncing up and down on her feet to keep her blood pumping, she could feel a tingle of excitement run up her spine.

When it got down to it, she was a woman that thrived on violence, though quite far from in the malicious sense. It was a thrill, an adrenaline rush that she couldn't give up. Even with these hardcore stipulations, and a few weapons strewn about outside the ring, Saori was still completely convinced this was going to be a good one.

As the bell finally rang out, the large woman stepped forward towards the middle of the ring, her fists up and ready for a brawl.

"C'mon then. Let's go."

Diana didn't take long to follow suite, stepping forward from the corner she ever so briefly stood in, a grin on her face. Her foe seemed keen for a fight, which its self was often enough for the Italian. Even if they couldn't go all the distance with the Italian, the right attitude itself was worthy of praise.

Raising her fists with a grin on her face as well, Diana would come close to Tiger, arms yet motionless. In an early effort to take control though, she'd aim to shoot a harsh, clean kick square at Tiger's shin, trying to take control straight away by chipping away at the big woman's base.

As Diana drew close, Saori couldn't help but appreciate the returned grin, telling her that her foe was probably almost as excited as she was for this. Still, she remained on guard, quickly hopping backwards to try and evade the Italian's opening kick.

"Tch...!" She grunted as it grazed her shin, not hard enough to knock her off-balance, but still enough to hurt a bit. "Heh, not bad..."

By this point she figured Diana wasn't going to join in her playful banter, so rather than wait for a response, Saori pounced right back, throwing a strong punch aimed straight at Diana's face.

Diana didn't expect the woman to be downed by her clean leg swipe. Given her stature, both the Italian and the crowd would of been amazed if an opening manoeuvre such as that did anything but test the waters with Tiger. She'd resist the urge to throw a neat grin as her leg returned, finding her foe to have the tough exterior she was hoping for.

Diana began to move her lips, indeed responding to her foes attempt at a somewhat light conversation, when the moment a noise escaped her mouth Tiger through that wide jab. Diana's arm coming up in response, the punch would connect but not on it's intended target; the end result instead being the Italian somewhat shaking her arm at the surprising power of Tiger, trying to quickly rid of the sting, as she'd start to circle, trying to get some movement into their game.

Diana blocked her strike, but Saori could tell it still left a mark. Smirking, she followed through with the disengage, matching the Italian's pace as they circled around.

"Heh, now that we've exchanged greetings, why don't we really get in to it..." After a few moments, Saori broke their pattern and lunged forwards. Stiffly extending her arm out, the brawny Asian woman attempted to catch Diana in the neck with a hard clothesline.

Both women a mirror of each other; a boxer like stance alongside a firm guard, no one had to tell the crowd the brawl was about to become extremely physical, with no punches held and all limits removed. Both women simply exhumed that aura.

Her defence still up, expecting the Tiger to again test her, Diana found the woman someone lunging forwards, ducking low. Her hands staying where they were, fully confident her tense frame could brace against a take down attempt, especially this early, the Italian found that huge arm flying towards her guard. Grunting as her previously stung arm was again so quickly beaten, Diana would try to bring her furthest arm around the outside of Tiger, coming back in and clenching behind the woman's head. Her closer arm would try to reach for her shoulder, the Italian grunting as she'd try to establish a standard form of collar and elbow clinch.

Saori was pretty surprised as her momentum was stopped cold, instead finding herself getting pulled into a tie-up. Instinctively responding by matching Diana's grab, she completed the collar and elbow position, looking her foe right in the eyes while still smiling.

"Oh, so this is how you wanna play, huh?"

Letting go of the Italian's shoulder, Saori switched over to grabbing her foe's arm that was hooked around the back of her head, simply for now trying to test their strengths against each other.