Dual Debut! Dabriel Ophanim vs Korrath

MATCH TYPE: BEST 2 OUT OF 3. THE WRESTLERS MUST EITHER PIN THEIR FOE OR FORCE THEM TO SUBMIT IN ORDER TO SECURE A POINT.

DABRIEL OPHANIM:

VS.

KORRATH:

"Is it time yet? Is it?! C'mon clock, hurry up with those hands!"

Dabriel was buzzing about with the impatience of a bee backstage. He'd been waiting for this moment for weeks, crossing off every day on his calendar. He couldn't keep still, marching back and forth while mentally psyching himself up. His first debut in this wrestling federation was finally here, and the angel was eager to make a stellar start tonight. He could make out the voices of the arena's audience, which began to intensify suddenly. That was his cue to get out there.

"At last! Time to debut these wings!"

His entrance theme started up as he practically exploded out of the backstage area onto the stage, where lights beamed down upon him from above and the cheers of the audience surrounded him from every angle. The young angel grinned, his glistening wings flapping out as he began to float and gently glide down the ramp towards the wrestling ring. He gave thumbs up and fist bumps to several members of the audience, sliding smoothly left and right between the crowd.

He flew between the middle and the bottom rope, landing delicately on one knee and his wings wrapped around him. Then, he shot a fist into the air with the momentum of a rocket launching off, and yelled at the top of his lungs. "YEAH!! READY FOR A SHOW?!" The audience roared in response as the angel chuckled to himself, backing up to one of the corners. He was still wearing his white toga and sleeveless black top, which he began to discard and toss to the side. Wearing only his shorts and boots now, Dabriel began to do some light stretches. His muscles at a glance were small and delicate, but he was relying on his wings and speed to grab hold of victory tonight. He had no idea as to who his opponent wasn't; all he knew was that they too were a newcomer. So hopefully he'd be on equal footing with them! His eyes never left the stage as he stretched, eagerly awaiting the arrival of his foe.

The stage lit up with lights and cheers as Korrath stepped out onto the ramp. The Shokan towered above the crowd at an impressive 8 foot 5. His four arms waved out toward the masses, giving the occasional wink here and there as the theme to Mortal Kombat blared above their heads. His eyes landed on the spunky kid staring him down from on top of the ring. This guy was gonna be his opponent? Hm, I guess some things don't change....kinda reminded the Shokan of his old partner Jack Frost. Man that guy was the definition of a Jobber.

Grabbing the top rope, Korrath swung his leg over, entering the ring with ease as he looked down at Dabriel. He was clad in his signature red singlet, which matched his yellow skin while showing off his impressive muscles.

"Hey kid." he smiled down at his opponent, reaching with one of his arms for a handshake, "Name's Korrath."

As Dabriel's opponent finally made his entrance, the angel couldn't help but gawk. The yellow skin was strange in itself, but his foe was literally a pillar of walking muscle! And he had not just two, not just three, but four arms to boot! Suddenly the angel felt rather conscious of his size and frame.

As the muscular giant entered the ring, he greeted Dabriel with a smile that made the angel feel slightly more at ease. But the difference between them was like night and day, especially when they were this close to one another. His foe introduced himself and offered a handshake with one of his arms, which Dabriel smiled at. Seemed he was the polite, easy-going type at least!

"Hey!" He responded cheerfully. "Nice to meet you! I'm Danbriel." He took the hand of the giant and shook it, noting the firm grip of his foe. "So...this is your first wrestling match too, huh?" He took in the whole of Korrath's appearance in awe. "Gotta say...you've got one impressive body." A plucky smirk rose on his lips as he still held the Shokan's hand. "But don't think you'll have an easy time getting your mitts on me!"

Despite the angel's smile, Korrath could tell that his presence alone was causing his opponent to doubt himself. Dabriel's face was level with Korrath's muscled chest, so the angel had to arch his neck back to get a good look at him. Upon Dabriel's declaration, Korrath gave a hearty laugh, "First match here anyway. I don't think I'll have any trouble with you. I've dealt with little flyers like you before. I'll have you knocked out on this mat in no time!"

The Shokan backed up to his corner, all four arms raised and ready for a fight.

Dabriel couldn't help but take offense at Korrath's words. The giant was dismissing the angel as little more than a stepping stone to get over. His cheeks puffed out almost childishly as he scowled at the Shokan. "H-Hey! I might be small compared to you, but just watch! This whole crowd will hear the earthquake you make when I send you down to the canvas!"

The hostile words exchanged between the two, Dabriel returned to his own corner, punching a fist into an open palm and eagerly bouncing up and down as the bell rang to signal the beginning of the match. *DING!* He lifted up his arms and warily approached Korrath with fanned out wings, but kept enough distance to remain out of the range of his huge arms. The angel wasn't silly enough to go for an instant lock-up; it was clear who would be the winner of that. He eyed the giant's legs, and an idea came to him. Maybe he could bring Korrath to his knees? It was worth a try!

"Haaa!" The angel dashed forward, leaping forward and attempting to tackle the tree trunks that were Korrath's legs to make him fall to his knees.

At the sound of the bell, Korrath smiled as he watched the angel inch his way forward, sizing up the Shokan as if looking for the Achilles's heel. After a few moments, Dabriel decided to dive at Korrath's leg in order to take him down. He was fast, that was for sure, but the impact didn't so much knock him over as much as budge it a foot or two back.

Looking down, Korrath smiled down at the angel, before slamming a fist into Dabriel's exposed back, hoping to knock him flat on his stomach. Given his height, the power of the strike was certain to have a decent effect.

One of the Shokan's massive arms grabbed Dabriel and hauled the angel to his feet, "Thanks for the compliment about the body kid. I've worked long and hard to get this strong. Maybe some other time you can get a better look at it."

Korrath winked suggestively at Dabriel before giving him a hard shove in the chest with 2 of his arms, aiming to knock him back a few feet.

Dabriel rammed his hardest into Korrath's legs, hoping to topple the giant to the mat. But all he really managed to do was shift the Shokan back a little. On all fours, Dabriel looked up at the smiling Korrath sheepishly, grinning slightly back. "Uh..."

The grin was quickly wiped off his face as the giant spiked a fist into his exposed back. His stomach slammed onto the canvas and the angel cried out, clutching his stomach with one hand which had taken the brunt of the impact. He barely had enough time to recuperate, as Korrath yanked him up off the ground onto his feet.

"Huh?" He was still slightly disoriented from the previous move, and even moreso as the giant gave him a sensual wink. "I'm...getting a good look at it already, aren't I?" He said innocently, completing missing the Shokan's suggestiveness. Lost in confusion, he failed to see two of his foe's arms flying out, aiming directly for his chest. "Aaah!" The force was actually enough to send the angel to the mat, rolling backwards in a heap and falling onto his stomach. "Keh...don't toy with me!" He fumed, glaring at the giant.

So he wasn't able to knock him down. Time for a different tactic in that case. Rising back onto his feet, Dabriel again kept a cautious distance from the Shokan. Then after a couple of moments, he dashed forward, using his wings to propel himself forward. His aim was to shoot behind the giant and lock his arms directly around his waist, with the intent of heaving his massive body over him and slamming him backwards in a German Suplex. "Hrk!!!" A near impossible task for the lightweight of an angel.

Korrath couldn't contain his chuckle at the angels amusing expression. Did he honestly think he could move a literal mountain of flesh like the Shokan facing him? Apparently he did. After effectively knocking the angel across the ring, the kid just got back up, and did the craziest thing ever! He went behined Korrath, wrapping his arms around the Shokan's waist, and attempted to LIFT him!

Korrath looked down at Dabriel and raised an eyebrow, "Be honest, this plan sounded better in your head didn't it?"

Sighing, he broke free easily of the angel's grasp. One giant hand grabbed Dabriel by the shoulder, while the other grabbed between his legs, and the giant lifted him effortlessly into the air, before slamming the kid back firs into the mat.

"Hnnngh!!" The angel swore he could feel the pillar of muscle's feet lifting off the ground. Even just a bit!...Well, no. He wasn't making any progress here, and Korrath regarded him with a look of disbelief. Dabriel's teeth were clenched and his eyes were shut with the strain of trying to lift his foe, but he finally ceased trying and gave a nervous smile up at the giant. "Eheh...um, maybe. You ever thought about going on a diet-"

Korrath broke free of Danbriel's grasp and went for his own, taking hold of the angel firmly and raising him into the air with all the ease of a child lifting a small toy. "H-Hey!! Whoa!" Held above the mighty giant, Dabriel began to flail his legs and arms around wildly. With his wings, it looked rather like he was trying to hopelessly fly, which the crowd seemed to find rather comical as they laughed.

Then he felt the arms of his opponent shift, slamming him down to the canvas directly on his back this time. "AAGH!!" The angel cried out, feeling an intense sting shoot across his spine. He rolled slightly onto his side with his eyes tightly shut, clutching his back with one arm in an attempt to soothe the pain.

As soon as the angel was drilled into the mat, Korrath gave a wink out to the audience who began cheering for the Shokan. This was a familiar feeling for him. Him totally dominating his opponent while the crowd simply ate it all up.

One of his arms reached down, grabbing the angel's head and dragging him to his feet. He smirked for a moment before his fist collided with Dabriel's abdomen, with the force of it more than likely to lay out the poor kid on the mat. If he was tough, he may just end up gasping for breath for a minute or two. Not that either option would affect the outcome of this match.