Submission - Cecilia vs Momoko

There was a weakness to Momoko's defensive standing grapple. It was a modification of a sumo technique, developed by sumo wrestlers who used a variety of throws, leg trips, and lifts when forward momentum was not enough to shove someone out of the dohyo, the circular ring. The Japanese maiden was knowledgeable about those techniques and was primed to defend against them or their pro wrestling equivalents.

But she didn't expect the "monkey flip", which was unique to Western pro wrestling with no sumo counterpart. And she didn't expect someone as big and powerful as Cecilia to use a move expected out of a smaller wrestler.

Momoko stomped forward when Cecilia suddenly stopped, intent on breaking through whatever ambush lay in wait in order to go for a throw or take down of her own. Instead, she stormed belly first right into the boot of the blonde bombshell. "Gah!" she gasped as she tumbled through the air.

In the past, she had neglected ukemi, "receiving body," knowing how to respond correctly to an attack throw, since few of her foes could throw her. She was usually brought down to the mat by powerful strikes or

But a fearsome opponent like Cecilia demanded perfection in every aspect of her body and technique. Otherwise, a weak facet of her style just might shatter under the systematic application of pressure during combat.

Her hastily-executed kōhō ukemi, "backwards roll", was none too elegant. She had not only been thrown, after all, but had also been sort of kicked in the stomach. But it did the trick, preventing her back from hitting the ground at an angle and speed that would have hurt her.

Panting a little, Momoko scrambled up on her feet to confront Cecilia once more, wary of any follow-up attack.

Cecilia had to admit that she had not expected Momoko to be as strong as she was, or to be able to keep her ground as well as she had done. In Cecilia's mind the this entire test of strength had been Momoko's win, as even though Cecilia had been the one who had been able to hit the girl with a monkey flip and flip the girl over like that, it was only because she knew that she wouldn't get anywhere in the test of strength, she was fully aware that She wasn't going to be able to bring Momoko down easily there and the reason was still unknown to her....it had brought her to resort to a move that many others had used against her before, and it was something that simply made Cecilia's blood boil.

It wasn't difficult to make Cecilia mad though, quite often she could be seen has hotheaded and with a short fuse, but it was difficult to make her angry with just a test of strength going sour. Even so The Hardcore Queen couldn't do much else than to push herself up towards her feet as soon as she had throw Momoko over her, getting up in a crouched down kind of position as she looked on at Momoko who was rising and facing her. Cecilia would take a deep breath and with that she'd attempt and rush towards the girl's, the bigger blond hardcore queen would attempt to charge up to Momoko and try and bury her shoulder into the girl's stomach as she'd attempt and take the sumo fan down onto the mat with a powerful spear. " Yaaahh!!!!"

Momoko's long black hair had fallen around her face like a veil. But it didn't get in the way of her eyes, so the now-crouching sumo fan got a good view of the apparently-larger-than-life and definitely angry Cecilia charging her.

Had she been on her feet and properly braced, Momoko might have dared to stop the charge or even counter-charge. In her current crouched stance, she decided to leverage a sumo's often-ignored agility.

Momoko would attempt a modified Ipponzeoi maneuver wherein she would twist her body to the left and sidestep Cecilia's unstoppable charge like an adroit bullfighter. As she continued to move backwards, she would reach out to grab her opponent's muscular left arm with both of her hands. Momoko would then pull on that arm and use Cecilia's own momentum against the Hardcore Queen by throwing her into the mat!

It seemed as if now was the perfect opportunity to take down Momoko a few pegs and show the self-appointed white knighting sumo girl just who she was messing with. The Queen was not to be taken lightly after all..though despite this girl's height, Momoko was proving herself already to be quite powerful and capable, something which was making Cecilia be somewhat interested in the sumo wrestler.

When Cecilia came rushing in and was just about to deliver to powerful spear straight into the one piece clad Momoko's taut belly, she was met with nothing by air! Well...that's not true, she was met with a hand as well which quickly clasped her arm while she tried to halt her charge...though Cecilia had left herself too open with that wild charge and with it she was soon taken right down into the mat as she was dragged forward, with her own momentum added to that there was no stopping it.

Cecilia at least had the time to bring her free arm up to protect her head as she crashed chest and head first into the match, " Agh!"

In a traditional sumo match, successfully throwing your opponent to the ground of the dohyo, the traditional sumo ring, would have won the match for the rikishi, the sumo wrestler. In contrast, AFW, a pro wrestling fed, required pinfall, submission, orgasm, or a combination of two or all of them.

Momoko had adapted her fighting style to suit those rules. She could even admit that certain requirements had grown on her. Like how a longer match meant more time and chance to demonstrate one's skill and test one's endurance and strength.

But the more things changed, the more they stayed the same. A rikishi did not attack fallen opponents, even if the opponent was a disrespectful and harsh boor, which was how Momoko saw Cecilia.

So the sumo fan backed off to give her rival room to recover. Unfortunately, the polite and traditional gesture would probably rub the inordinately proud Hardcore Queen the wrong way, especially after how Momoko had just apparently sent Cecilia skidding to the mat with little effort...

Cecilia cursed under her breath as she had been taken down in quite the humiliating way to say the least, basically just being dragged down onto the mat and had herself crashed face first by her own momentum...the blond was without a doubt fuming a bit over such a display...though, that wasn't what was upsetting her the most.

After a second too long spent on the mat feeling pissed at Momoko's move she noticed that the girl hadn't followed up. Something which caused Cecilia to turn her head and look over towards Momoko, before she'd pull herself up to her feet, eying her opponent. The blond would push herself up to her feet, eyes glaring at her dark haired opponent.

" Wow...you're something else.." Cecilia'd let out, sounding quite angry as she did. All before she'd quickly and seemingly with no warning attempt to close the distance between them, her right arm outstretched as she'd attempt to hit Momoko with a powerful Lartiat right across the shorter wrestler's throat, it was clear to everyone that Cecilia was more than a little pissed. Well...everyone but perhaps Momoko.

Momoko usually spent the brief moment after a successful knockdown to gauge the state of her fallen opponent. Doing so was important to the sumo fan as she relied exclusively on pin fall to secure victory.

Traditional sumo wrestlers did not use submission moves. They also lacked any sort of mat wrestling skills. Momoko would be at her most vulnerable when she was not on her feet. So she always tried to make sure her opponent was sufficiently stunned, exhausted, or even injured before risking a pin.

She was still considering Cecilia’s state of mind and body when the latter looked up. Momoko almost flinched the moment they renewed eye contact. If looks could kill, then Cecilia’s murderous glare could have slain her the moment their eyes met.

She is furious? Momoko thought as she assumed her wrestling stance while maintaining eye contact with the rising Cecilia. I did not hurt her much with that throw… did I shame her somehow when I threw her down?

It did not occur to the sumo fan that the cause of her opponent’s fury was not her counterattack, but the grace period she’d granted. All of her previous opponents had been confused by her chivalrous gesture, but none had found it insulting and some had even taken advantage of the rest break.

Still, this is acceptable, Momoko considered in the back of her mind. Anger will cloud Cecilia-san’s judgment.

"Wow...you're something else," was all Cecilia growled before attacking anew.

Primed for the resumption violence, Momoko immediately stepped forward while reaching for Cecilia’s incoming forearm. Her intention was to grab that limb, twist herself around, and launch Cecilia over her shoulder for an Ippon-Zeoi throw, an over-the-shoulder throw that sumo shared with judo.

Cecilia madly rushed in towards Momoko and it seemed as if her opponent was certain of her actions as she spun to the side when the furious blond came in to smack her with that lariat. The sumo fan's arm shot out and moved to grab a hold of Cecilia's arms and started to get herself into position, pulling Cecilia's arm up over her shoulder and was about to pull Cecilia over her.

The blond though gritted her teeth and attempted to brace herself as she felt how the sumo fans arms were pulling her forward. Cecilia was soon launched over Momoko and thrown straight down onto her back for a heavy impact. " Agh!" she cringed out through gritted teeth, groaning out after the impact of Momoko's over the shoulder throw. The blond would glare up at her blue clad opponents shorter frame, currently towering over the blond, who'd quickly try and push herself up towards her feet and turn to face Momoko as soon as she could, clearly fuming with anger.

Momoko felt Cecilia’s impact through her firm grip on the latter’s arm. She immediately released her opponent and stepped back to watch and wait anew. From her dominant position she had a clear view of Cecilia’s thunderous face and venomous glare. Her response was to stare back dispassionately as if she did not care.

I don’t need to gloat, she thought. I know I am skilled and strong. And I have just shown you my strength.

By the time Cecilia got up to face her anew, Momoko had already assumed her crouching fighting stance. The sumo fan had decided it was time to attack. “Haaah!” Momoko let out a sharp war cry before rushing her opponent. She would launch a barrage of open-handed palm strikes aimed at Cecilia’s face and torso, an assault meant to pressure her opponent into fighting defensively.

After she had managed to push herself up to her feet, Cecilia found herself gritting her teeth in anger at her opponent...this Momoko was going to talk smack about honor and crap and with it just spending most of her time treating the blond beauty as if she was second rate ? Oh....The Swede had lost all notions of going easy on Momoko in any way, she was planning to rip this girl a new one.

As such when she saw Momoko rush in towards her and yelling out like she did, the blond beauty would quickly reach out with her hands and attempt to take a hold of Momoko's arms by their wrists as she thrust them out towards her. If she could do so, then Cecilia would quickly try to spread those arms and pull Momoko in closer so they were body to body. " Not so tough now huh ?!" Cecilia'd throw at Momoko's face as she'd attempt to rear her head back and send it right into her shorter brunette's head for a powerful headbutt!