Standard Debut! Casimir vs. Kane!

STANDARD RULES: Winner must pin the opponent till the count of three, or make the opponent tap out or verbally submit!

Casimir:

VS.

Kane:

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Finally, it was time for Casimir's debut in the AFW; having been loitering around the gym for a while, he had seen quite a few of the wrestlers. But the upper managers were having trouble helping him get a good match. He took it as his intimidating stature tended to scare people off, which it used to a lot in the past. But this was the league for him, he could feel it in his bones.

When his theme song began to play, Casimir waited for a few moments for the crescendo -- then burst out onto the stage with a small flip, already sending the crowd roaring. He took a bow at the top of the ramp, jogging down and blowing kisses to the cheering audience, the people who didn't know how bad he could truly get. They'd learn soon, all right. He jumped onto the outside of the ring and hung off the ropes for a moment before jumping in, jumping in unison to the song. He'd finish it off by rushing up onto the corner turnbuckle and blowing kisses to the crowd, urging them to cheer louder.

He was gonna love it when those cheers turned into jeers.

Casimir jumped down, turning around as the song began to fade, his lips curled up in a smirk. Clad in just a pair of blue shorts with the white lines going across it, he put his hands on his hips and waited for his opponent's entrance to play.

Kane stood backstage… he was kind of disappointed. When he heard that he would fight a giant he thought about a giant woman… but later he learned that he would stand in the ring against a giant man. What a pit. But he couldn’t chance anything anymore he had to make this fight. So he left the looker room and walked into the arena. The fan where really loud this evening but Kane walked down the ramp quietly, doesn’t make much of a show.
He simply enters the ring trying to concentrated.
When He saw his opponent he ripped his eyes wide open. At the other side of the ring was standing a real monster… a giant. Kane needed a few moments before he could walk over to his opponent hand reach out his hand for an handshake.

To many of the Japanese audience, Casimir was a giant; standing at an intimidating 6'3", he may not have the bulging muscles of many of their compatriots, but he certainly wasn't at a lack of them either. He stood tall and strong, his muscles taut with excitement. When Kane entered the ring, Casimir gave a small yawn.

"Y'know, that 'speak softly and carry a big stick' shit doesn't work in wrestling. And…well, you definitely don't have a big stick." he remarked, giving a small gesture to the man's crotch. When he offered his hand for a handshake, Casimir snorted lightly, but took his hand and shook it -- tightly, as if it was the first contest.

“Sorry I am not up for such games!” Kane said to Casimir when he was trying to provoked him. “I Am just here to do this match up so let´s get it on!” Kane wanted to walk away after the handshake but Casimir holds him so he could not get away. “Come on it is enough lets get into our coroners to start of the matchup.” He tries to rip hand free.

How laaaame. Kane responded to his comments with such boring reactions, Casimir almost felt offended. He kept the grip on Kane's hand as a result, and when Kane asked him to let go, he yanked him in for a moment, as if he was about to start the match before the bell rang. "I'm going to annihilate you," he whispered into Kane's ear, before finally letting him go. The grin he had now was almost wolf-ish; he had his prey. He backed into his corner, waiting for the bell to ring.

Kane was suddenly very closes to his opponents and heard what he was whispering. “Do not hope you will win because you are big and strong!” Kane answered before going back in his corner. When the bell rung, he walked to the center of the ring, his hands up in a fighting position. Always keeping an eye on his opponent.

Casimir gave a small snort at the ever-so-boring response Kane gave him, shaking his head. He'd find out sooner or later. Why not sooner? He moved forward, giving Kane a wink -- before shifting into an almost lazy position, hands down at his sides, even slouching a bit. "Come on, ladies first." Not the best joke, but he didn't need good jokes; he knew he was going to win, and handily.

Kane noticed how lazy his opponents moved in the ring. Does he think this is a joke? Then he also offered him the first punch.
“Oh I will take it no problem! But you will regret it!”, he said, then he gave Casimir an uppercut trying to his him at his throat.

Casimir did view it as a joke, but it didn't mean he wasn't putting his all into it. When Kane went for the uppercut to his throat, he moved his hand out and caught it quickly; it was only because he was expecting it that he was even able to do that. But he moved, trying to twist the arm and put Kane into a chicken wing, letting his other arm wrap around Kane's neck in a chokehold. "I'm still waiting for the regret," he would comment.

Kane was surprised that his opponent had catch his attack. Then he was suddenly put into a chokehold. So his air was cut off. “Fuck it!” He tried to fight out of it.