LPotR Round 5: "Ultimate Coronation" match!

Winning Condition: The winner must sit down on a foam block while wearing the title tiara.


Ring Description:
The ring for this match is 20 ft. by 20 ft. Suspended 12 feet above the ring is the LPotR tiara.

Two large two foot tall foam gymnast blocks are placed on top of each other in the center of the ring, one 10 feet square and one 8 feet square on top of it. In addition 4 2*2*2 ft. blocks will be placed in the corners of the ring.



Tip: A five foot wrestler will need to stack two of the "green" blocks on top of each other while standing in the middle of the ring to reach the tiara.

"The following competition is the ultimate coronation match for tiara and title of lil Princess of the ring!" The crowd cheered, ready to see the cute competition between the kawaiis "Introducing first from France, weighing in at 103lbs and standing 5"0... Baby Blossom, Gemma Piper!!!"

As the announcer finished, the piano rolled in to start "Both of you, dance like you want to win!" from the Neon Genesis Evangelion OST. At the pinnacle of the tune, Baby Blossom leaped ballerine style out onto the top of the rampway dressed in her standard pink leotard with white leggings. On top of that she wore a frilly faint pink see-through frilly dress around her waist and her body was covered in sparkles... All she needed to finish off this outfit now was the lil princess of the ring tiara!

Her heart was pounding with excitement, having been able to get this far in the competition when she didn't believe she would... Still she kept her nerve and did a ballerina sequence of twists, turns and cartwheels down towards the ring. She even joked in her mind that perhaps she would have the unlikely advantage being a gymnast and having worked with these gymnast blocks before

Climbing up the steps she moved up into the middle of the apron and then turned to signal out towards the crowd before curling her arms around the ropes and then rolling herself backwards over the top ropes and into the ring.

"And here comes the next contender! Hailing from Japan, weighing in at 95lbs and standing 4''10... the Little Sumo, Kiku Shiori!"

The voice of the singer Konno Hiromi began to reverberate across the arena as the first chords of "Yume Musubi no Ame" started playing. At that moment, Kiku walked out to the top of the ramp, standing proudly. She was wearing her full usual attire: a blue sleeveless vest covered by a red open happi coat, and her trademark white fundoshi. She also held a piece of cloth in one of her hands, and she tied it around her forehead right there. It was a white headband, with a red rising sun and the japanese word "Katsu!" ("Win!").

The kawaii wrestler smiled and held her fist high in the air. "Here I go!" As the crowd burst into a cheer, Kiku ran all the way down the ramp, finishing by jumping under the bottom rope and standing insinde the ring just as the song reached its climax. She was very thrilled with participating in the final match, and to get that tiara she was ready to give 110% of herself!

"Our last opponent, Hailing from Brazil weighing 94lbs. at a height of 5'1" the self proclaimed Burlesque Queen of kawaii- Ofelia Castor!"

As the Saucey ragtime "Sensation" began to play a fishnet clad leg slid out from behind the curtain. The sexy leg teased the audience and then set itseld firmly on the ground before revealing the rest of the sultry woman. Her bright green eyes fscanned the crowd and she flashed a smile before tilting her head and sauntering down the entrance ramp. She paused halfway, the partasol she was carrying shading her in a sexy fashion as she took a long drag dfrom her Cigar. She exhaled a few smoke rings before swing ing her hips to and fro to finish her stroll down to the ring. She then folded up her parasol and handed that and the cigar to the ref before entering the ring in a sexy manner and giving a lusty smirk to the two opponents.

"My my, ain't you sweet little things." She then looked up at the tiara. "Well I m the queen, sugas. So I suppose it's only fitting to have a crown to go with it." She the blew Gemma and then Kiku a kiss as she waited for the match to begin.

It was quite a selection for this match, a French gymnast, a Japanese sumo wrestler and a Brazilian burlesque girl... All from completely different continents and different hobbies that may or may not come in handy for this match.

"Baby Blossom looks at her kawaii rivals, both no doubt having gone through a long hard fought road to get into the finals and have a shot of the tiara.." Gemma said as she undid her skirt and put it down towards the corner of the ring so that she was just in her cute pink leotard and white leggings, a blue ribbon in the side of her purple hair.

"The Burleques girl stakes a big claim right from the start of the match." She said in her typical third person commentary/narrator manner "But her head might be too big for the tiara to fit... Thus Baby Blossom's chances of being crowd lil princess of the ring increases."

Kiku watched her two opponents approach and get ready, and as they boasted on their behalf, the sumo wrestler gave them a smirk. "Hee hee, it sure seems that everyone is feeling confident today!"

She puffed out her small chest proudly, arms akimbo, trying to make herself look more powerful as she herself talked big. "But I wonder if your fighting spirits are bigger than your mouths?"

The match was about to start, and the crowd was already fired up with the three kawaiis' looks and attitudes. Kiku went to one corner, turning her back to the foam block that was there, and gave a short bow to Gemma and Ofelia, still smiling. "May the strongest girl win!" She would then crouch in her sumo stance and wait for the bell to ring, already trying to decide which of the girls she should face first.

Ofelia grinned at the two as she listened to them. "A gymnast who talks in third person and a tiny sumo walk into a ring... Remindds me of a bad joke I once heard. At least the both of you are cute though." She turned around and put her hands on the block behind her as she appeared to be stretching. "Having to look at the two of you while I... hehe... well, let's just say this'll be fun, darlins." As the bell Rang, Ofelia bent down and stuck her butt in the air and tried to hurl her block as best as she could at Kiku, trying to figure out just how heavy and maneiverable it was. No matter how far she tossed it, she would spin around and try to run at Gemma and tackle her to the mat.

Ofelia telegraphed it a bit, at least her attack on Gemma... Her throwing that block at Kiku put Gemma on gaurd and then as soon as she started runnign the gymnasts way she was ready for her.

"She certain does think a lot of herself from her words... maybe now I can show her that she has to take her opponents serious" ~ Gemma thought to herself and as Ofelia got close, Gemma would drop down to the mat to try and catch Ofelia's calf between her delicate legs.. Trying to trip the Brazilian down to the mat with a drop toe hold.

Unable to decide who among her opponents was the strongest one, Kiku settled on taking on the cockiest of them, and accordingly readied herself to rush towards Ofelia as the bell rang. However, she stopped herself from going at the nick of time, as she saw the pink block hurdling towards her.

Fast as she was, Kiku wouldn't let a simple-minded attack like that hit her, and she ducked to the side, making the block miss its aim. However, when Kiku looked, Ofelia was no longer in front of her. Getting up quickly, she sprinted around the corner just at the right time to witness Gemma dropping to the mat. Instead of going for another tackle, she would watch and get closer with caution, as she had already been ambushed with the flying block before.

Ofelia smirked as she saw Gemma going for the drop toe hold. She was already on her way down, she had just expected Gemma to be underneath her. Guess this is what I get for getting too excited. Still, gotta show these gals who the big cheese is.' She twisted her body enough to land on her side and tried to pull her feet out from Gemma's grip. If she could do that, she would pull them inward, curling her body into a ball for a moment before shooting them back outwards at the french gymnast.