When Luck Runs Out: Bowser vs Yayuuki "Lucky" Sakura [Standard Match]

Match Type: Standard Match
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, submission, or KO.

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Entrance Theme:

Queen Bowser:

The lights dimmed in the area as the haunting opening track began to play. Silence fell over the crowd who looked to see who would be coming next. The curtain to gorilla position parted, one by one women began to file out. Sleek black combat boots, black and gray camo pants with hard black shell shaped knee pads. Black tank tops tucked into their slightly baggy pants. They all wore sleeveless leather biker vests sporting a variety of patches and stamps, that seemed unique to all of them, same for one. "Sledge Sisters" printed across the back in bold font with an upside down sledge hammer forming both the "L" of "Sledge" and the "I" of "Sisters". They were faceless individuals all sporting reflective black biker helmets. True to their namesake, each woman held a sledgehammer in each hand, wielding them as if guards on patrol.

When the music finally swelled, kicking off to a thick, hard beat, she finally threw back the cloth to walk out onto stage. Her size compared to the noticeably smaller women who flanked her on either side gave an impression of power, one that she embraced openly by raising her arms to flex. Biceps bulged as she grinned fiercely, looking out over the curious masses. Suddenly, she brought her arms together, striking the metal studs of her bracers roughly against one another, harsh enough to draw a spark. Throwing her head back, she spewed a liquid up into the sparks, igniting them in a geyser of flames exhaled through her lips, whipping her head from one side to the other to allow the flames to lash wildly. As the flames died out, she snorted softly, a small poof of smoke leaving her nostrils.

Bowser threw her head back once more, letting out a loud guffaw that seemed to echo throughout the arena even without the aid of a microphone. The crowd who had been unsure of what to make of her at first, seemed to make the connection and began to cheer. Most didn't know her from her stint in the indies, but they recognized her gimmick she gave her instantaneous acclaim for many on nostalgia alone. Down the ramp she trudged, each step and pronounced thud. At her side, her guards remained until they reached the ringside area. The biker women parted off, surrounding the ring, standing ever vigilant as sentinels should their leader call for aid. The paused at the edge of the ring, tearing off the massive skirt she had on to set it aside before following suit with the large shell strapped across her back. Now with full movement, she climbed up onto the apron, kicking a long thick leg over the top rope to step herself inside.

Slowly walking the interior of the ring, she feigned a lunge at the referee, laughing as they jumped back instinctual. With a sneer, she left the little woman be, running her towering form into the nearby ropes to test them out. Not bad. Her eyes fixed themselves towards the entry way, waiting for her opponent to show their face. Even after only waiting a few seconds, she seemed to be getting impatient. She punched her open palm, grinding her knuckles until they popped softly. "Well come on, hurry up! It's not like I got all day!"

"O-oh... no..." Lucky muttered softly to herself as she peeked out timidly from backstage, watching as her giantess of an opponent slipped into the ring! Her appearance was... Uh... something else to say the least, showing her flare for the dramatic in more ways than one. She had a posse, an entirely Nintendo-themed monster outfit (Yes, she got the reference) and... well... her music struck fear into all who heard it! It certainly did the little cheerleader! The woman down there... she looked like the kinda girl that ate those like her for a snack! Never-mind the turtle-theme, she scared the living heck outta poor Lucky! She was left shivering softly as the knowledge that she was going to have to fight the Koopa Queen dawned on her... their height and strength differences being almost in completely other worlds! With Bowser towering over half a foot larger than Lucky... She knew that this was going to be horribly brutal...

"M...Maybe I should just quit..." She muttered to herself sadly, glancing off to the side as the turtle-queen tore off her shell and skirt. "...I'm... I'm gonna get d-destroyed out there..." Her heart sank in her buxom chest, knowing this cruel analysis to be true... If she went down there... confronted this woman and fought her... All she could hope to look forward too was being rushed to the emergency room... She sighed heavily, tears bubbling up in her eyes... frustrated...

Why did she have to fight THAT giant??? Why were they making her do this?? What did she do to deserve such a completely one-sided fight!? Lucky's luck had ran out... peetered into little droplettes that might just save her life if she chose to fight... but no more than that. She couldn't believe it... She couldn't believe that bad luck was all she seemed to attract!

But you can't just give up! A voice in her head yelled at her, grabbing her attention! Already, Sakura's moment of hesitation seemed to piss off the much larger woman, the Koopa Queen calling her out! Lucky flinched at her voice, shying away as if she had been slapped... and yet, her inner voice would not be silenced so easily! You gotta fight! The fans are depending on you!

...What fans...? Lucky hadn't won a single match since she got here... She would never say this out loud but... she was starting to think people cheered solely for her opponents... because they knew they were gonna win...

You know that's not true! She chastised herself! You can't let them down!

...she couldn't... could she...? She really wanted to go... to save herself the pain of tomorrow but in her heart, she could never be that selfish... She wasn't fighting just for her self... She never was! That wasn't what this sport was for! She had to go out there and put up a fight! If she lasted more than 10 seconds... she'd be happy...

...well... not happy... but satisfied.

Sighing heavily and doing her best to surpress her quakes of fear, Sakura stepped out into the light... quietly regretting it every step down.

Theme:

Spoiler:

Her bouncy jazz... it did help calm her nerves a bit... but not to much considering the utter monster she was walking towards. It was as if Princess Peach was walking RIGHT up to Bowser himself armed with nothing but her Parasol, knowing that she was the only thing that stood between him and the assimilation of the Mushroom Kingdom... It was JUST as terrifying...

Lucky blinked back the tears that had formed in her eyes earlier, slipping under the bottom ring rope as she stood as FAR from the giant wrestler as she could, back by the ropes as she curled her fingers into fists... desperate to keep herself from shaking.

"H-h-hiya..." She greeted, her stutter not so easily suppressed. "I-I'm Lucky...! P-p-pleased to meet ya...." Even if she was scared out of her MIND of this woman... she still wanted to be nice... It was in her nature to be... Even while she was scared out of her wits!

"Y-you're... um... v-very pretty..."

Bowser was expressive is nothing else. One narrowed eye an a arched eyebrow as her opponents music hit. Her ears twitched and brow furrowed as she waited. The music reminded her vaguely of back home before she adopted her current gimmick. Smokey clubs and seedy back alleys for low paying indie jobs. She found herself softly growling, almost as if her opponent had chosen this sound on purpose just to prod at her past. When the woman she was set to destroy wrestle finally appeared, she had to stifle a laugh. She was so tiny… this was going to be a cake walk.

Bowser crossed her toned arms firmly, nestling them under her chest. Her breasts sat over top of her forearm, held up to look more pronounced as she waited like a stone statue in a great hall. Her Sledge Sisters all turned to watch Lucky descend, the only real thing giving it away was the gentle turn of their  masked faces to observe from afar like swiveling security cameras.

She squinted as Lucky spoke from a distance. Mousey little girl trying to make friends before the match… how cute. The towering juggernaut leaned off the ropes, slowly making her way across the ring. “You're going to have to speak up, little girl. Can't hear you over the sound of you pissing yourself.” The very movement of her bulky movement across the ring had been enough to send vibrations across the canvas until she stopped right before Lucky.

Were it not for the overwhelming sense of dread gripping Lucky, she would have had a nice view with their height difference. Chest pushed out on full display, gravity claimed a bit of bounce when support from her arms fell away as she let them drop to her side. Slowly, she leaned down to put herself at eye level with Lucky, grinning wildly with her rows of filed shark like teeth on display.

“What were you saying?” When she spoke, there was a vague scent of smoke and alcohol, remnants from her opening pyrotechnics. She lazily brought a hand up, reaching from under Lucky's chin to try and take the girls face in her hand, a thumb on one cheek while her other fingers curled around to the other. She would give her head a small squeeze, not unlike an overly aggressive grandmother getting a good look at the youth of their family.

“Make sure to speak up… and clearly. I hate when people mumble… you don't want to upset me, do you? … … …” she narrowed her eyes. “What's your name?” She snickered softly, a bit lower in tone. She hadn't bothered to look up who she was up against tonight, she rarely did. Why start now?

Sakura couldn't possibly shy away more from the behemoth approaching her unless she slipped out of the ring, the ropes grazing her shoulders and calves reminding the cheerleader of her decision to see this through. Not only was her opponent big and mean... but she was also crude, her words striking her like the gwomps under her command. Sakura had no idea what to do or say that would make herself seem less like an insignificant pushover next to her... such unwavering confidence and prickly facade brushing off any of Lucky's attempts to form some kind of positive relationship!

Bowser approached her like a monster from Godzilla or something, her mere steps sending out ripples across the floor to emphisize her already obvious power and authority! Sakura already felt herself starting to panic and the match hadn't even begun yet, her flight response going completely HAYWIRE! Her heart was beating so fast, her breathing quick and shallow, her skin cold and sweating as fear gripped her core. The closer this woman got, the more Sakura got a view of her terrible beauty... Indeed, Bowser was a beautiful woman... Were she scaled up to her size or Bowser down to her own, she would've given her a big kiss or something... Hug maybe... But that blunt-as-bricks personality... that brutal, grating edge that seemed to surround her very person... It mixed with her natural attractiveness to almost resemble the aura of that of a succubus: Terrible... but also utterly stunning.

Sakura did not miss the assets of the Koopa-Queen bouncing in her face, glorious breasts that would put even Bubbles Burste's to shame! Had they belonged to anyone remotely smaller or kinder... she might've offered some kind of compliment... But she was to afraid to even think of one now...

Bowser lowered herself before Lucky so that they were level, the poor Cheerleader having no choice but to look right into her perfect, royal features, her eyes like flame... her teeth like rows of razor-sharp daggers. She couldn't tell if those were real... but they looked sharper than normal teeth could be! Just one bite would end one of the many lives of any plumber.... or princess who dared get in her way... Sakura could pick up on the faint hint of smoke and... alcohol(?), the smell actually soothing her greatly! She had fond memories of her mother... she who was a smoker, the smell of such smoke associated with good memories... Granted, this didn't smell the same... but it helped slow her heart-rate to a safer speed than it's NEAR HEART ATTACK levels before!

"...I... I said you were pretty!" Lucky spoke louder, finding a SCRAP of bravery among the rubble of terror, offering it up to the Koopa Queen as some kind of tribute... In return, a large, strong hand grabbed her face, Sakura's emerald eyes WIDE with terrible anticipation as Bowser's fingers/thumb squeezed her cheeks!

She could crush my face in an instant... Lucky thought as she sensed the strength of her opponent's fingers, that raw power held back only by the will of it's user. She's so strong... Another piece of that fear... it fell away into something a bit more positive: admiration... for what a towering colossus Bowser was... for how powerful she was...

"My name is Yayuuki 'Lucky' Sakura!" She greeted once more, this time with the same gusto she would give any other opponent! She had no idea where this power within her came from... it just... manifested and spoke in her voice! She wasn't any less terrified of Bowser... she wasn't any less aware that she would get utterly thrashed... and yet, through all that, she found the power inside herself to answer the Koopa Queen the way she wished! "...And I think you're very beautiful! I love your theme and I'm glad to be your opponent today!"

...She had no idea why she said she was 'glad' to fight her... she couldn't imagine anyone who would want to fight BOWSER... but she said it anyway... surprisingly more genuine than even Sakura thought herself capable right now!

"I'm sorry if I made you mad but... I'm just not used to fighting royalty!" She smiled... admittably meekly against the fingers that held her cheeks, hoping she made up for any transgressions she might've inflicted... Hoping to god....

Bowser narrowed her eyes more and more as Lucky spoke. She wasn't sure if this little girl was being cheeky and brave or actually genuine. She, she got compliments all the time, normally not as innocent as this though. In most of those cases, as a sovereign of her own personal kingdom she took a tax from those people. It normally wasn't actually money, just a few teeth being knocked out of their skull. She was at an impasse, really really wanting to headbutt this girl right in her face... but she enjoyed the flattery, almost to the point she didn't have the urge to break this girl over her knee. She settled by giving Lucky's cheeks a few small squeezes, making the girl look like a small fish. Sometimes Queens had to make the hard choices.

"Gwahahaha! That's right... I'm royalty." She gave Lucky's face a small shove, freeing the cheerleader from her grasp as she stood back up to her full height. "You should be bowing to me. That's the rules, Cupcake." Her palms clapped onto the sides of her shapely hips, weight shifting as she peeked down at this other girl expectantly. The referee had been watching the exchange quietly, waiting for there to be no physical contact between the two of them before calling for the match to begin. With Lucky's release, the bell sounded.

Bowser however, made no move for aggression, she was perfectly fine with subjugating this little mouse of a girl before their match had even begun... That wasn't to say she didn't intend to throw her around like a ragdoll after. She just wanted to enjoy the moment now, while Lucky was still capable of coherent speech. When her opponents started to cry or when their faces were caved in all they did was blubber. Who needs that anyway? Not this Queen.

"I... um... I can't, your... um.... 'majesty...'" Lucky admitted softly, glancing off to the side to avoid what was sure to be either a hostile or disappointed glare! "I didn't just hop out here to be a goomba... I came to fight ya so... Afterwords...?" She offered a cute little smile, eyes closed, toothy, showing the queen-of-queens kindness... whatever that was worth.

The bell had been rung but the cheerleader didn't DARE make the first move. Who was she, after all, to draw first blood against such a prestigious gaming-villian icon!? More importantly... what hope did she have if she just rushed in like a lunatic against a woman almost twice her size?? THE ANSWER: Less than no chance. In fact, it would be so far into the negatives, she'd fall into a six-foot deep hole with a layer of dirt falling on top of her soon after. THAT was how much of a chance she had if she went in like normal.

So!... She did the one thing she could do in a moment like this, staring down a monster such as Bowser: STAY AS FAR AWAY AS SHE COULD!

Sakura instantly scooted around the larger woman, trying to put more space between her and the goliath, seeing as the larger woman was already standing over her with her back against the ropes! Should she manage to get around the towering figure of intimidation, Lucky would be standing closer to the center of the ring now... a much more favorable spot with far more room to RUN in!

Bowser was ready to have this little girl kiss the ring, maybe even swear loyalty to her… not that she actually had a ring on. It would have been the shortest match she ever had that didn't involve paramedics. Not exactly the best debut in terms of exciting the crowd, but she was fine with that. With some luck, they would have some Sledge Sister gear so she could dress her up right…

“What…?” She had snapped out of her daydream, catching the general idea of what Lucky was saying. Defiance. So she wasn't going to take the knee? Filthy little flatterer. Who did this cheerleader thing she was? She was working for the wrong team if she wasn't cheering for team Koopa. Her eyes narrowed to hateful slits, watching the girl ease away to create distance between them.

Bowser's fingers coiled up into large meatly fists, so tight in fact the soft audible pop of her knuckles could.be heard. She looked angry, but she was chuckling. Softly at first, growing in volume under it was a deafening guffaw.

“Now I see what this is. I was being generous, like the good… no no, the GREAT Monarch I am. Then you had to go all …” Her features scrunched up, mouthing a silent “bleh”. “...heroic on me. Hope you enjoyed your short career, because I'll sending you on a one way trip to another castle!” Bowser drew back her arm, cranking it at the shoulder to loosen up her joints.

With a thunderous charge she came at Lucky full steam, arm raised, fist clenched in an obvious move of aggression. She drew back even further as she closed in before bringing her arm down and around in a massive weighted lariat swung so hard it looked as if she was giving the Queen of Hearts a run for her money with beheadings tonight.

"H-Heroic?" Now Lucky was genuinely confused. What was heroic about trying to keep your job? She was a wrestler! He had to wrestle and stuff! She couldn't just back down because her opponent was an over 6 foot tall monster-turtle monarch!

...On second thought... yeah, that was kinda heroic....

Bowser threatened to end Lucky's Career right there... But she had expected stuff like this right from the start... The moment she stepped out, she anticipated the Queen of the Koopas would through around her weight like the flail it was... and now she was using it as a battering ram to come at her! Sakura was surprised to find, however, that despite those long, strong legs, her opponent didn't move all that fast or with much agility. In fact, had her steps not sent disorienting ripples across the ring ahead of her, Lucky would've casually avoided that executioner's lariat!

However... the shock-waves of a giant running full-speed at her... They almost seemed to nudge at her feet, make her lose confidence in her stance! In fact, they might've just distracted Lucky long enough for Bowser to steamroll her had she not been watching the terrible Koopa-Queen the whole time!

"EEEK!" She squeeked in fear as she ducked as LOW as she could under the stampeding turtless, very nearly flattening herself out against the floor just to get as FAR AWAY from that scythe-of-an-arm as possible! She would then desperately try to scuttle away, anticipating a rebound ropes, the poor little cheerleader fleeing the big-bad-monster and her unstoppable rampage! Specifically... she was running to the farthest corner!

“Grawr!” Bowser brought her arm around cleaving what once was the space Lucky had occupied but was now just a vaguely Sakura scented silhouette. The powerful strike not connecting left her off balance and stumbling, taking several more lumbering steps until she managed to catch herself on the ropes. She blinked in confusion, brow furrow d as she tied to make sense of what happened.

The gentle vibrations of the ring caught her attention in her contemplation though. The giant's head snapped to the side, glaring back over her shoulder at the scampering Lucky. She could practice my hear the cartoonist skitter twinkle sound effect in mer mind watching the girl flee. Gripping the ropes, she stomped the canvas in annoyance before whirling back around.

There was no charge this time as she pushed away from the ropes, slowly trudging across the ring towards Lucky. She didn't move in a straight line though, shifting slightly to one side or another as needed to try to cut off any attempts to circle around her. Lucky could always flee to the outside, true… but that could work to her favor as well.

“Let's go hero, you can't win by running away… you can't win at all. Just let me bash your everything in then we can forget how insolent you were!” Once Bowser had gotten closer, she would lunge again. Arms thrown high as she threw herself towards Lucky, attempting to clamp down her claws on the girl to grapple with her. If she managed to grab hold, nothing good was going to happen.

"Um..." Sakura whispered nervously, the Koopa-queen only stalled for a moment as the cheerleader made her daring escape! "...I'm sorry...?" As if her mediocre apologies would mean anything to the tyrant. "I'm... I'm not a hero though..."

Bowser came at Lucky like the monster she dressed up to be, her movements slow... deliberate, not making the same beeline mistake she did just a moment ago... The turtle-queen might've been a hot-head with a passion for role-play, but she wasn't stupid! After all, in almost every game, Bowser's downfall came from his utter hubris, not (mostly) his stupid decisions... Maybe this girl was the same...? Maybe Sakura could channel the Mario inside and stomp this turtle back in her shell!

"...Yeah..." She whispered to herself, watching intently as her towering foe hopped from left to right, trying to box the girl into a corner! "...I can do this... I can BE a Mario-brother.... er... sister..." She couldn't help but smile, imagining herself in a yellow plumber hat, a curly black mustache covering up her lips!

....She knew what she was going as next Halloween...

She couldn't get to distracted though... not that it was even possible with impending doom on two-legs was on it's way! Bowser brought her hands DOWN towards Sakura, those hands like the claws of the creature themselves, trying to grapple with the woman half her size! The cheerleader, however, still had a little room left, jumping back with a yelp as her opponent's fingers swiped at... and slapped her big, bouncy chest!

She couldn't help but blush, her cheeks flashing a deep red, but she would not waste this opportunity! She felt the turnbuckle at her back... and she knew there was nowhere left to run... That meant she had to do some stomping to get Bowser to retract back into her shell! Hopping up high, Lucky used the ropes as supports, grabbing onto them as she brought her legs up, shooting them out in a rabbit-kick, her boots aimed RIGHT at those big, honking knockers of her opponent, a strike quick and strong... especially of someone her size!

"HAAAAA!" She cried out as she unleashed her attack, hoping to send the Queen stumbling back!

...God knows she needs the space...