Jessica Chikanatsu v Cristina Amarillo

One Fall
Regular Match

The crowd began cheering as soon as Kill the Rock started up, its psychedelic rock heralding the entrance of one of the AFW's many rising stars and someone who would become a fan favorite if she continued to prove her dominance. Cris made her way out, waving as she walked to the ring, a big grin on her face. Her bumps and scrapes didn't hurt at all anymore and she was ready to get a fresh round of them, eager to get some action after taking days off. She had chosen a black bikini, the fabric stretching to contain her curves and showing off most of her bronzed skin, and soaked up confidence as she heard whistles and shutter noises from the bustling fans.

She climbed through the ropes, taking a playful bow that further threatened her top's integrity before spinning on her heel, waiting for Mindless Self Indulgence to die off and the new music, and her next opponent, to take the spotlight.

"I just need something that will take me away!"

The voice of Madina Lake's lead singer filled the place as smoke bombs exploded at the top of the ramp. Jessica Chikanatsu, the orange warrior, came running out of the backstage at full speed, wearing her orange outfit, compound by a very short top, a skirt and boots. As for the underwear, she was wearing white bra and panties.

Thanks to the smoke, the people couldnt recognise the little kawaii's figure, but as she got closer and closer to the ring, the crowd started cheering wildly for her, eager to see her in another match. The orange warrior couldnt wait for tonight's match! She wasnt going to fight a kawaii, like she should, but an official friction girl! Once she made it to the ring, she'd slide under the bottom rope and immediatly hop back up to her feet, waving her arms in the air for the people before heading to her corner and leaning on it.

She put her hands on her hips. "I keep getting cute opponents," Cris said aloud. "It's almost like they don't trust me in the big leagues." She grinned, backing up and waiting for the ref to check her, which she did, a little too thoroughly. "Watch the hands," She cautioned the official, who raised the offending hands in surrender and backed off.

"You gonna be the one to cut my streak off at the knees?" She called to the other side of the ring, nodding her head up slightly in a very confident manner.

Jessica looked at her opponent over the referee's shoulder. "You can count on that~!" She cutely said as she winked at her, starting to stretch her arms in front of her chest and above her head, then flexing and extending her legs in order to warm up a little. She couldnt afford getting injured in middle of the match, could she?

Once she was ready, the orange clad girl would simply lean against her corner, her arms resting on the top ropes as she awaited for the bell to ring and the match to begin. "Good luuck~! You'll need it." She'd said, sticcking her tongue out like a child.

The tall woman's grin got bigger as she did a few stretches of her own, although she'd mostly warmed up before going out to the stage. She did feel a bit of tension, though, perfectly natural given that she was about to enter combat. Plus, she wanted to make sure the perverts in the crowd were firmly on her side with a bit more of a show. "Y tu," She replied idly, brushing some hair from her face and going into a half-crouch.

The crowd cheered as the bell rang and Cris stepped forward, reaching her hands out and wondering if the kawaii would be overconfident enough to try a test of strength, entangling herself with a more powerful submission opponent.

Jessica waited patiently against the post until the bell rang. She was a little nervous, but it was nothing that could stop her. The match began a few moments later. The orange warrior brought her arms up in a defensive stance as she advanced towards her opponent. She gladly accepted to test her strength against Cristina, her hands meeting the other girl's and their fingers intertwining.

Her intention wasnt to try and beat Cristina with raw strength, but to use a little trick. As soon as the mexican girl started pushing, the orange warrior would plant her foot on her opponent's stomach and roll backwards, performing an incredible monkey flip.

Cris was surprised that her kawaii adversary accepted the test at all, and couldn't react as she was flipped, stunned by the sensation of being in the air before roughly hitting the ground on her back. The crowd roared for this welcome outbreak of violence, as well as being impressed that Jessica could flip someone who looked a lot bigger.

The impact jarred her, and she reacted quickly, scrambling back to her feet even as her back continued to throb and she felt an ache down her spine. I hope that's nothing serious, She winced. Come on, chica, suck it up, you survived a lot worse before. "Nice toss," She said, crouching and charging for Jessica with a half-baked plan to try and smash her into the ropes or a turnbuckle.

Jessica hopped back up to her feet after she managed to pull off that move. She couldnt hide her excitement, as she started jumping around in celebration. Even if she was a terrific fighter, she wasnt much more than girl after all. All that celebrating stuff will keep her distracted a for a while, long enough for Cristina to smash her against the turnbuckle, the poor kawaii grunting loudly as her back hit the post. "Ungh! That wasnt fair! I wasnt looking!" She'd yell at her opponent.

Cris grinned down at her, chest now threatening to suffocate the orange warrior as she enjoyed her several kinds of advantage for the moment. "How's that my fault, eh? Not my problem if you underestimated me."

She probably needed to soften Jessica up more before transitioning into some submission holds, and thus pulled back, only to leap forward again with another splash into the corner, just using pure mass and force to smoosh her opponent.

Jessica growned softly as her body was squashed against the turnbuckle. Not willing to wait and find out what happened if she stayed, the orange warrior took the only chance she had. When Cristina stepped away from her and tried to splash on her again, the little kawaii would bend over, trying to hit her opponent's stomach when she came to her. She didnt have any other options, or at least she couldnt think of anything else at the moment.