Toshimi Minami vs. Migiri Oozara - Childs Play

"Two!!...Thr-huh?!"

In what was most certainly a first in a business where they'd thought they'd seen it all, the referee had to stop herself from finishing the pin count when the wrestler who abut to win just...interrupted the count herself. Under zero jostling compulsion from the wrestler being pinned, and entirely of her own volition. Toshimi's Hail Mary pass proving that sometimes ingenuity, quick thinking, and acknowledgment of your surroundings can come a long way in saving your hide in matches. Although, wrestling someone with seemingly an attention span easily captivated and distracted by stuffed animals didn't hurt either.

The submissionist flopping over like a fish onto her front once unseated. "...nngh...can't believe that actually worked..." Toshimi babbling face-first into the ring canvas before beginning to make progressive effort in shuffling up to her hands and knees, although not without collapsing back down from her first two attempts. Migiri's sleeper suplex still doing a number on her warbled vision, but her half-lidded eyes still caught the toddler tyrant off in the distance tending to that stupid teddy bear of hers. In particular she concentrated her vision on the battered leg Toshimi had been targeting earlier in the match, because once Migiri started walking closer, she'd angle her toes into the floor and shoot herself forward for an attempted shoulder tackle right into that same afflicted limb.

No...Toshimi doesn't particularly care if you think exploiting this woman's deranged psychosis was an underhanded maneuver. Subtlety and fair-play gave way to sheer survival tactics the second Toshimi was sent flying across the ring in a moment that had by now already been made into a gif, assuredly. She earned her title of Ring Master by being ruthlessly efficient within the squared circle, and that ruthless tendency shined brightest when she brazenly and intentionally shoulder-tackled the discolored kneecap of Migiri. Toppling the toddler with a plummet that once again jostled the ring...don't worry, her stupid teddy bear was fine.

Unlike Toshimi, who unsteadily ascended before wearily turning around to face her debilitated adversary with seething intensity on her face and vengeance on her mind. She'd stride over towards Migiri where she'd continue targeting those legs, yanking her incapacitated one out from her grasp along with her other one, crossing them over her own leg while Migiri was splayed out on her back and stepping over the toddler while flipping her over. A complex set of moves for a complex submission, one where her still somewhat wedgied butt was nestled atop her adversary's spine for her leg-wrenching and back-bending Sazan Deathlock.

Adhering to a specialized plan of attack right in the middle of a fight was a skilled technique that even some seasoned grappling veterans had trouble putting into action. Everyone has a plan until they punched in the face, as a renowned pugilist once said. A wrestler can have the most intricate and thought out of strategies, but if they can't keep a level head after they inevitably begin taking some strikes, than that plan isn't going to be of much use to anyone. Well...imagine getting chucked several times through the air in between getting squished and ragdolled, but still somehow managing to implement your plan right when it mattered most. Toshimi's one regret was that should she end up defeating Migiri, all she would get was an addition to her win column. When in actuality AFW should be gifting her a freaking title shot for the main belt given the miracle she ended up performing tonight.

"SHUT THE HELL UP AND TAP OUT ALREADY YOU BIG BABY!!!" Toshimi snarled out while angling further back to apply torqued pressure upon Migiri's twisted legs, gnashing her teeth as she shifted her stance to maintain her balance throughout all of the toddler titan's spastic flailing. Her pert backside still settled upon Migiri's lower spine, which was being tortured as well due to it's angled curvature. Toshimi could practically feel the muscle fibers begin to stretch and joint's become increasingly worn down, the toddler's muscled legs glistened in sweat just the like submissionst was. Should Migiri start to look for the ropes, she'd find them miles away on all sides as Toshimi made doubly certain to apply the Sazan Deathlock square in the middle of the ring. The quickest means of escape being suggested to Migiri by the referee, an entire audience wondering if she'd actually give the official the submission she was asking for...

Typical fans may have considered this match-up to be a significantly disadvantage for the more diminutive grappler, and no-one could fault them for assuming that given the ease with which Toshimi was overpowered whenever Migiri's strength was afforded to her. But now the entire world was witnessing what only Toshimi and ardent wrestling aficionados were aware of...which is that the Toddler Titan was always the one needing to be on high alert against the submissionist. Especially given Migiri's scant knowledge of genuine mat-based mechanics and tactical escape maneuvers. All phrases that Toshi figured Migiri wouldn't even know how to spell, let alone know anything about.

In the end, it was all music to her ears though. From the frantic tapping of the Woman-Child against the canvas, to the ring-bell being signaled to chime off in the distance by the referee, to the actual music of Toshimi's theme playing from the speakers. The official's confirmation of the submission compelling the Venus to relinquish the leg-lock and collapse forward onto her hands and knees before being aided back to her feet by the referee. Who'd raise her hand into the air by her wrist with the announcer making it well-known who was triumphant. Fatigued though she was, Toshimi took notice of all of the stunned expressions in the audience, and opted to make it even more emphatically known who was the victor.

"THAT'S RIGHT, I WON!!!! I WON!!!! ME!!!!!" Toshimi bellowed out while pointing her index finger back at herself, breathing haggardly in between and quite obviously lost in the victorious heat of the moment.

"...Uh, hey congratulations...I gotta go be...somewhere else now..."

"I WON!!!! ME-huh?! Hey, where are you going??!" Toshimi balked from the referee abruptly releasing her wrist and hightailing it out of the ring faster than she'd ever seen any official move before. The fatigued delirium from being victorious in such a one-sided affair and defying all of the odds makers had made the submissionist less cognizant of her surroundings. In particular, the curly-haired shadow eclipsing Toshimi from behind until a whispered utterance was warmly breathed into her ear with a melodic sweetness that did little to quell the petrified shivers trailing down her spine upon Toshi's realization. Terror-stricken though she was, after gulping down her reservations, Toshimi mustered the gumption to shuffle around and gawk up at her ultimate reward for winning the match."...no..." A single syllabic word muttered right before the Toddler Titan's arms embraced her wholesale, hoisting the former W.A. off of her feet for a snuggle like no other.

Such torqued intensity. It was unbearable from the onset. Toshimi scrunching her agonized face and grinding her pearly whites with strained fierceness as her straightened spine creeeeaked, a thin trail of spittle seeping from the corner of her mouth now beginning to open. Except with nary an audible squeak in spite of her seemingly screaming visage. A mashed compression to their blooming breasts as the squeeze of the ungodly bearhug flattened their abs together with zero space between them. Zero relent. And zero thought's beginning to formulate in the fading recess of Toshimi's mind. The apt with which Migiri could pacify an adversary with nothing more than a hug being terrifyingly displayed as Toshi began slumping into the embrace with time. Eyes beginning to glaze over in blissful surrender as her cheek eventually came to rest on Migiri's shoulder, an eerie lifelessness overcoming her as the post match began ending exactly how everyone thought the actual match would culminate...