Alizeh Midori vs Mika Murasame: Climbing the Ranks

Standard Match: Winner declared by pinfall, submission or Ko.

Alizeh smiled softly as she laced up her orange and white boots, the rest of her outfit already being put together and ready to go. Now she was mostly just waiting on the que to head out. It took some time for her to get her next match here in AFW, but she was eager to continue proving herself and climbing the rankings of the company. So when they told her she'd be going up against someone similar in age to herself Alizeh nodded, more than eager to take the opportunity to further carve her name in.

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Getting up and getting the que from the backstage worked Alizeh would nod politely to them with a smile as she took one last deep breath before running out as her entrance song started playing over the speakers!

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Posing with a brilliant smile as the high energy song played the crowd were cheering pretty decently for her now, meaning that if nothing else Alizeh was at least getting over with the fans. Running down the ring Alizeh would be sure to high five those in the front row, nodding and smiling to the fans as she passed by. Nearing the ring Alizeh would leap up, sliding right under the bottom rope and into the ring. Immediately popping herself up to her feet Alizeh would pose once more for the fans before turning and running up the corner, posing once more from the top as the crowd cheered wildly for the new comer!

Hopping down from the corner Alizeh bounced on her feet slightly in anticipation as she turned towards the entrance ramp. Leaning forward with her hands on her knees Alizeh would wait patiently for her opponent to come down, already set to get going for this match!

The Baddest:

Mika...did not know...who she had to fuck around here...to be given the exact same opportunities and television time all these other totes cheugy ass basic bitches in this federation were getting. But it seemed that drastic steps could be taken off the table now that she was beginning to be booked with some semblance of consistency. Mika interpreting it as some type of secretarial snafu since any douchebag with a working pair of eyes could see the veritable A-lister of a wrestling talent they have in their roster. Whatevs though. She figured this couldn't have come at a better time since showing up to work with absolutely nothing to do but film some new TikTok videos, exercise, or get in a quick tanning session was seriously beginning to unsettle her calm. The Boujee Brawler exuding both that renewed calmness and absolute confidence while clacking the bubblegum in her mouth as she approached the gorilla position. Fabulously dressed with a purposeful power walk towards the curtains with a hot pink colored Prada purse over her shoulder.

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Black-lights illuminated the arena and bangin rap lyrics accompanied an entrance that snatched everyone's attention immediately. One with smooth vocals arranged alongside K-POP lyrics, was positively lit from start to finish, and precisely what Mika felt comfortable sashaying towards the ring to after makin a bangin fly-girl pose at the top of the ramp. Commanding in her stride and alluring in her beauty, but with an attitude to her presence that made it known she wasn't the bitch to fuck with. The glamorous glitterati stepping up the ring steps but not entering the ring until after signaling the referee to widen the gap between the middle and top ropes. Not sparing her opponent the slightest bit of attention as stood to be in plainview of the hard camera, offering it a sultry stare and luscious lick of her glossy lips as she wafted her hands through her blonde and pink dyed hair. Only than, with her music petering off, would she cast an indifferent glance with an equally uncaring inflection to her obnoxious valley girl vocals.

"AlrightAlright...The hell are you supposed to be and why should I care?" Mika queried with a blasé tone as she checked her makeup thanks to the compact mirror from her purse.

Alizeh had a smile on her face, eager for this match to start and ready to get going against whoever her opponent was. So when the music started up Alizeh's eyes shined while focusing on the entrance ramp, ready to find whoever she'd be facing. As her foe stepped out and was introduced as Mika Alizeh would find her excitement starting to wane. 'She's hot.' Was the very first thought to pop into Alizeh's head, but despite that nothing else really grabbed the green haired girl's attention about her foe. She was as previously stated very attractive, with a great body, gorgeous hair, luscious lips and a confident energy that accentuated all of the above. But all Alizeh found herself wondering was if the girl would be able to back this confident energy up with her skill in the ring. Alizeh wasn't normally one to underestimate based on appearances, but she was finding it harder and harder to do here as time went on, especially with Mika practically demanding the ref hold the ropes open.

Having a veritable sweat drop on her head as she saw this Alizeh was finding herself doubt the girl even more. Worse than anything else however was the total lack of concern her foe had with Alizeh herself. Something that absolutely didn't sit right with Alizeh as she clicked her teeth softly in annoyance. When the girl did speak to Alizeh finally only one thing could escape Alizeh's lips. "Wow. What a bitch." Alizeh said softly, mostly to herself and hopefully not loud enough for her opponent to hear, regardless however Alizeh would stand straight while staring her opponent in the eyes. "The name is Alizeh Midori, and I'm about to beat you. Care about that or not as much as you like, it won't change the outcome." Alizeh said, her Texan accent making the differences between the two all the more stark while the crowd ate up the tension already forming between the two in the ring.

Mika vaguely recollects some backstage dweeb babbling incessantly to her a few hours before the match. Whatever information he was exasperatedly attempting to impart being muffled out by Mika's bluetooth earpiece and her fellow gossip queen on the other line. Alizeh's identity may have been what he was blathering on about, but the truth of the matter is that the fashion obsessed delinquent cared just as little than as she does now. Except Mika figured that if she intends to call this bitch something other than *bitch* or *floozie* tonight she may as well know the little floozie's name beforehand. Plus she'd need to know it anyway for tagging purposes since Mika intends to post clips of her beating this bitch's ass on the gram and Twitter later on. After confirming that her complexion was fucking fabulous as always, Mika closed her compact with a high-pitched clap and directed a condescending smirk towards Alizeh.

"...Like, OMG. That smack talk was jus' legit sad. Almost about as uninspired as your fashion decisions, cowpoke. You look like what if a cheetah fucked a Power Ranger or sumthin~..." Mika uttered with a snicker while packing her compact mirror into her purse and dismissively handing it off to the referee who'd settle it down beside a corner turnbuckle. Examining her left hand and its hot pink finger-nail polish as she approached the middle of the ring, knowing full well that she was drawing attention to herself from hip-swinging cadence to her walk, and highlighting accentuation to her glamorous beauty and alluring figure. "Aight, Ali. I'm jus playin, you lookin cray tough, and I best be careful around you. I'm finna to start throwing hands whenever you-" Mika's own words would be interrupted by her right fist clocking Alizeh right in the jaw with a sucker punch. Unbeknownst to the referee whose back would be turned after setting down Mika's purse and ringing for the bell.

Alizeh had been around many different people since starting her training as a wrestler. On indies and biggers leagues she met total arseholes, really nice people and everyone in between. But among the people she had met people like Mika, self absorbed, egotistical valley girls always got on her nerves the most. Maybe it was the flash back to petty squabbles from high school, or from the rare few of them she met in wrestling, regardless however Alizeh was far from a fan, and Mika was only cementing all those negative opinions she already held. So even as the girl dismissed Alizeh's taunt right out of the gate all the green haired girl really did was roll her eyes with a look of pure and utter disdain on her face.

"Like oh my gosh, that's so scathing, cause like I totally care what you think of my outfit when you legit look like you walked out of a wanna be cyber punk rave." Alizeh shot right back in what she considered to be a pretty good imitation of the valley girl accent Mika was using just to throw things right back in her face. Even so it didn't stop the blonde from stepping closer towards Alizeh, talking a touch more amicably, not that Alizeh cared or believed her. However it wouldn't stop the green haired girl from stepping closer to Mika, step by step, eyes locked, refusing to back down.

Though naturally Mika wasn't looking to fight fair. Because as soon as Alizeh got close enough the blonde dropped all pretenses and shot forward with a sucker punch to her jaw! "Ngh!" Grunting and being forced a step back with her head being turned from the force, Alizeh would reach up and rub her jaw slightly before turning her focus back on Mika. "Yeah... that seems about right." Alizeh ground out before stepping forward and swinging her arm out to punch Mika right back square in the jaw as well!

Whoever didn't see this spiteful bit of subterfuge coming should honestly just submit their wrestling fandom card at the door and take up a new pastime. Maybe take up macrame or some bullshit. Indifferent as to whether this was Alizeh's debut match within the federation or not, Mika only saw it fitting to officially welcome her uptight adversary as best she knew how. Consider it a formal christening of her spectacular voyage throughout AFW~...and just a taste of how shit gets fuckin' done around here. Orchestrated perfectly she might add, via the sucker punch happening behind the referee's back with only every other living soul with eyes baring witness to the deceitful tactic. Swatting her green-haired adversary across the mouth becoming even more satisfying after Alizeh's irritatingly accurate vocal imitations, Mika reveling moreso as she extended her arms to the side as if daring Ali' to do sumthin bout it.

"Aww, guess you jus been cyber-punked, eh Baby-Blue Eyes?~...Yah wanna know mah name?! That right there's my motherfuckin na-!!!" Mika's street-talking tirade would make it past the next snarky syllable before she herself was blindsided with a right hook from outta nowhere. Slight spittle sent flying as she pivoted to the side with a rattled sputter, shielding her jawline with her own backstep taken as well. The referee returning back to the center of the ring after overhearing all of the commotion and just in time to witness Mika's temper elevate a few degrees. The Boujee Brawler snarling back at Alizeh and discarding her jacket with a well-aimed fling towards the time keeper at ringside. But immediately afterwards pouncing upon the seasoned luchadora with reflexive quickness and a tightened side-headlock screwed onto Alizeh. Stifling strength tacked on with Mika even performing a headlock takedown if Baby-Blue didn't resist.

Yeah needless to say Alizeh wasn't gonna have a very friendly match against Mika. Like... at all. Each was the type of person that the other hated more than anything and it showed. Unfortunately there was little either could do about it in the current situation, not until the bell finally rang so they could go at it against one another. However Mika, rather predictably in hind sight, couldn't quite wait for the bell to signal their brawl and started things off with a jab to Alizeh's face! What made it even worse in all honesty was the fact that the valley girl wanna be saw it fit to start monologuing. Yeah that wouldn't fly in Alizeh's presence, so Alizeh, not being one to back down after being punched, promptly responded with one of her own, nailing Mika hard in her smart mouth, something that clearly stunned the girl from her expression. As if she was honestly contemplating the amount of audacity that Alizeh had.

After doing so Alizeh simply raised her arms up with the referee finally taking notice of what was happening. "Bring it bitch." Was all that Alizeh said before the look on Mika's face morphed from shock to pure, seething fury and she dashed forward with a snarl on her face as if she was a wild animal charging Alizeh. "Ngh!" Getting caught by Mika's arms in a headlock Alizeh vaguely heard the bell ringing frantically now that both girls had gone and started without its signal. Despite the headlock though Alizeh was no rookie and she'd plant her feet into the mat and widen her stance to keep from being taken down. As she did so Alizeh would reach forward, grabbing at each of her opponent's legs and pulling up while pushing against her opponent to try and take her to the mat with a double leg takedown! Something that if Alizeh managed to do successfully she would surge forward, right on top of Mika, looking to keep up the pressure and tone of their interaction so far with a ground and pound!

Fucking A Mika was ticked off from how Alizeh damn near smacked the taste out of her mouth with that last right cross, and right when she was getting to the good part of her trash talking which was straight fiya in her opinion. Alizeh incapable of taking a deceitful tag on the mouth without flying off the handle and instead serving the obnoxious blonde with a well justified receipt that may have actually had more pepper on it than Mika's own blindsiding wallop. Typically, removing her earrings and other gaudy jewelry was a sign that Mika was on the cusp of throwing hands with some bitch talking shit in the nightclub, but discarding her designer jacket out of the ring would have to suffice instead as the Boujee Brawler snatched Alizeh's head into a secured headlock that had no shortage of spiteful torque assigned to it. An emphatic flick of her blonde/hot pink hair back over her shoulder showcasing the disdain on her face for all to see.

"You green-haired little skank thinks yer tough shit, but in reality you straight up ain't shit..." Mika snarled out towards her hunched over adversary who she intended to flip over her hip into a headlock takedown. Circumvented by the seasoned veteran tactfully positioning her legs and widening her stance to make that attempt a straight up impossibility, accompanied by Alizeh scooping up her legs and sacking her adversary to the canvas as if she were a tackling linemen. "Ngh!!!" Mika recognized her predicament after the first two socks to her jawline already had her squirming beneath Alizeh with her boots skidding against the floor. Somewhere between Alizeh's strikes Mika would extend both hands to clutch onto her foe's hair and use it as the fulcrum to spin them to the side, leaving Mika straddling her before proceeding to use that hairy grip to lift and slam the back of Ali's head into the canvas several times. Afterward dismounting Ali in a rattled daze due to the referee's incessant chastising to break it up.

Yeah to say Alizeh and Mika had gotten off on the wrong foot would be an understatement. Neither girl had even a remote feeling of positivity towards the other, mutual respect not even being on the table in the wake of the disrespectful smack to the face from Mika that was promptly returned by Alizeh with no short amount of fury behind it. Afterwards things would kick into a proper match style with Alizeh getting seized in a headlock, only for the green haired girl to take the legs out from under her opponent and bring her crashing down into the mat with the tanned girl on top, laying some furious hits into the blonde's face and head! Mika however, despite her immature and cali girl mannerisms, seemed at least pretty decent in the ring with good ring sense.

Which meant it wasn't long before Alizeh would wince at her hair being grabbed before being rolled over with Mika now straddling her instead, using that same hair grip to smack Alizeh's head into the mat incessantly! "Gah! Ngh!" Grunting in pain from each bump her head took it wasn't long before the ref came and got Mika off, a vain attempt at keeping this match civil and not devolving into a catfight. Though that may have been inevitable regardless. Pushing herself up to her feet and shaking her head to clear the stars that had formed Alizeh would shoot a glare at her opponent as she began circling her, not charging head first like before, but looking for a good opportunity before moving in. But all the while Alizeh would continue to glare heatedly at Mika, just waiting for her to slip up.

Breaking up screaming catfights wasn't exactly a part of the job description when it came to being a referee. The pin-stripped official certainly not remembering this being a noted chapter in the referee’s handbook, yet here she was regardless physically separating one savagely scratching and clawing fighter from another. Although lunchroom staff and wayward teachers usually being the authority figures yanking Mika by the waist off of skanky bitches she had a bone to pick with. So of course the Gyaru Gal was the main instigator tonight as well after having viciously slammed the back of Alizeh's head into the canvas, scampering back up her feet and receiving a warning from the official who ordered her to backpedal a few steps to give Alizeh some room to breathe.

Mika huffing out with feral indignation from how her offensive tactics were gaining her little headway, except in regards to pissing her the hell off. Expressing her irritation from not getting what she wants as one would most likely expect. By throwing a full blown temper tantrum. Mika still fuming with her auburn gaze fixated on the green haired bimbo, her next plan of attack being..."Tch, whatever the fuck ever. Shit's not worth breaking my nails over."...abruptly stepping between the ropes and hopping from the ring apron. The Glamour Girl sashaying her back up the ramp and bailing on the entire match, flipping off booing fans whilst making her obnoxious exit as she denied them a match they paid good money for. Afterward taking out her cellphone and proceeding to post on social media about why this was everyone else's fault but her own.