Double Newcomer Debut!! Death Bunny vs. Blossom Fields

Standard Match
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout




The crowd waited in heightened anticipation for the upcoming match, most eyes transfixed towards the main entrance at the top of the outstretched ramp. While the imminent bout was not a top billed match between two veteran AFW athletes, it was in fact something even more unique, a double newcomer debut between two seasoned wrestlers eager to kick start their career in Japanâ€s predominant wrestling organization. People in the audience appreciated the rarity of this occurrence as they raised their cell phones, eager to snap pictures and record the approaching clash of young blooded talent.

A few minutes into their wait, nearly all the lights in arena would suddenly go dark, save for the floor lights along the stairs adjacent to the stands and seats. Death Bunnyâ€s [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bIfHafYW8I:2ssmq1bk]theme[/url:2ssmq1bk] would kick in immediately afterwards, accompanied by magnificent lighting effects from spot lights placed on the roof of the arena and spread along the top of the ramp. The pulsating strobe light effect perfectly complimented the blaring techno/dubstep, as it wasnâ€t until about the 1:00 minute mark when the beat dropped that Death Bunny would come stomping through the curtains and down the ramp. Keeping her head down under her hat, the back of her pitch black trench coat would billow behind her as she would stride confidently towards the ring, the audience already starting to lose themselves in the kickin entrance theme. Climbing the steel stairs and stepping over the middle rope, D.B. would walk to her corner, place a hand on her hat, and bask in the moment for a short time.

*Hmm…..itâ€s been a while since Iâ€ve competed in a legit wrestling organization, not some underground fight club like Valhalla Garden. Not since….* D.B. would blink down harshly, trying to push back repressed memories. Losing your focus before a match was a recipe for disaster, and she wasnâ€t about to start her new career with an L. Removing her hat would signal the lights to come back and the music to fade away, her bunny ears flopping up and down briefly. She would fling her jacket over the corner post, topping it with her hat and in doing so would reveal her trademark outfit, a cut off shoulder-less white cotton top covering her ample bosom, tight hot pants jeans that barely touched her smooth thighs, and slick dark-violet colored leather boots to round it off. Turning to face the titantron, she would give a death glare to whoever this Blossom character was, folding her arms in front of her chest and taking a deep breath to settle her nerves…

D.B.â€s statuesque pose would remain unchanged throughout Blossomâ€s enigmatic grand entrance, save for a raised eyebrow that conveyed her curiosity towards her new opponent. Dancing and singing and playing to the audience, she was treating this crucial debut more like spring break!! *Tch…how can she possibly expect to get anywhere in this league with an attitude like some cheap background dancer?*

Seeing Blossom recoil back in surprise once she witnessed up close who she was up against made Bunny think that maybe now sheâ€ll take this seriously and realize how grave her situation was. Bunny was used to getting this reaction from her victims and was part of her battle strategy, instilling fear and doubt into her opponents to cause them trip over their own feet and create openings for her to tear them down. However, her hopes were summarily crashed the minute Blossom opened her mouth…

*……T-this girl canâ€t be for real* Bunny thought to herself, giving out a frustrated sigh and ending the ridiculous staring contest by facepalming in exasperation. A horrifying thought flashed through her mind as this girlâ€s cheery demeanor was starting to remind her of someone……a certain pink haired idol that Bunny can never seem to free herself of. *Oh no, not another one* she thought as a shiver creeped up her spine.

Lowering her hands to her sides Bunny would step slowly to the center of the ring to address Blossom face to face. Sizing up her opponent as she walked, she would notice Blossomâ€s scant and revealing attire, making Bunnyâ€s outfit actually look respectable in comparison. Her skimpy outfit displayed her tight abs and lean, muscular physique for all the world to see. D.B. would make a mental note that this girl's small size may mask some hidden strength.

"If I were you, I would start acting like your life depended on the outcome of this match…because it just might.” Bunny grimly proclaimed, leaning in forward to emphasize this point, her bunny ears even slightly pointing downwards towards her petite opponent…

Time would freeze for Bunny the second Blossom pinched her nose and made that cutsey noise. The audience would chuckle at the sight and would give out a collective “Aww” at the adorable scene playing out in the ring. Stuck in a suspended state of disbelief, Bunnyâ€s face would start to glow red with embarrassment, still not believing what this little imp had just done. Soon enough her wide-eyed shocked expression would slowly devolve into that of pure rage, gritting her teeth and narrowing her eyes to the point where you could hardly see the fiery explosions in her pupils. Thatâ€s it. She had her warning.

As if right on cue, the bell would ring signaling the start of the match, prompting Bunny to immediately grab the arm that was latched to her nose. With Blossom unable to step back due to D.B.â€s tight grip, she would rear back her other hand attempt to lay a fearsome punch to Blossomâ€s Oh-So-Dainty face.

“Why you little!!!”

The flare in her eyes would extinguish the instant her fist was caught mere inches away from Blossomâ€s grinning face, something Bunny would never have guessed would happen. She knew Blossom was hiding some unforeseen strength,but this was just bad comedy!!! Bunnyâ€s shocked state would give Blossom more than enough of an opening to start pushing D.B. back two steps towards the turnbuckle. Only after being pushed back would D.B. snap out of it and start to respond in kind, forcing them both forward one step, gritting her teeth and staring into her opponentâ€s chipper eyes the entire time. Realizing that they may be evenly matched in terms of strength, Bunny would take a gamble and hope Blossomâ€s ego is easily fed.

Letting herself be pushed back to the turnbuckle slowly, she will wince and feign exhaustion, pretending sheâ€s putting her all into this heated contest until they were one step away from the corner where Bunny had placed her trenchcoat and top hat. Once close enough to the post Bunny would lower her head to hide her sly grin as she stops pushing against Blossom at the last second and twists her body to the side, letting Blossomâ€s own momentum back her into the turnbuckle. If this works, once trapped there with nowhere to go, sheâ€ll ram the side of her smooth thigh into Blossomâ€s abs, doing it twice more with extra force every time. On the third attempt Bunny will leave her thigh pressed into Blossomâ€s gut, practically laying her body on top of her. “What a coincidence…thatâ€s how I get my jollies too…” Bunny would whisper into her ear as she bent forward so their cheeks were practically touching...

A sadistic grin would creep along Bunnyâ€s face as she felt the satisfaction of finally punishing this hyper active cheer leader, each slam pushing more and more air out of her lungs. But why was this little urchin getting under her skin so effortlessly? Normally Bunny could tune out any distractions and concentrate on the match but it seemed like Blossom had already gotten inside her head, mind games usually being Bunnyâ€s forte. Taking a second to try and center herself and regain her composure, she couldn't quite make out what Blossom was saying under her breath, the boos from the audience at Bunny's tide-turning maneuver helping to drown her out.

“Now what are you babbling ab-AHH!!!” Bunny yelled in surprise as Blossom lifted her up as if she were a child before jumping in the air and slamming her down onto her back, the ring slightly vibrating from this tremendous display of strength. The audience would give out a collective groan at the painful body slam, Bunny not being the only one amazed at the power of this diminutive wrestler. “GAH!!!” Arching upward off the mat, D.B. will shut her eyes and have one hand on her lower back trying to soothe the pain away, her breasts jutting out in the air as she lay there stunned with Blossom on top of her.