For The Love Of Hardcore [OPEN]

This is Open thread for anyone with a *true* (He says) Hardcore character to jump in on.

Souko had to admit that what she was about to do was suicide. Many girls would call it suicide. Though for Souko now, it was nothing. She had technically had her hardcore debut when she faced Gwen in that TLC match. But the result wasn't exactly hardcore. It was just..normal..meh...It seemed that AFW had two types of Hardcore; there was the anything that involved a chair, cage or anything slightly more violent than normal. Then there was true hardcore. The hardcore that Souko was rather eager to explore. She had watched several of the fights, and with her fighting style now changing to a striking-centric one, Souko was eager to see how high she could go.

That was what had bought her to the Ring tonight. No one was expecting it as her music came on and the determined fighter walked out in her usual Blue bikini style set. She had contemplated on changing it for something more brutal looking, but she figured she could let her muscles do the talking and that might do the trick. Climbing into the ring, Souko looked around at the cheering, but obliviously perplexed crowd who had no idea what was going on infront of them. It seemed they would find out soon enough however as Souko raised the mic she was carrying with her to her lips.

"People, People! Calm Down. So I have been having a bit of a think. I have done a fair few matches here now, and yes my record is far from perfect. However there is one type of match i have yet to experience, and i have been saving the best til last. Now i know "Technically" i had my Hardcore debut against Gwen, but that was easy. It was just about flinging some goth bitch into a table and stripping her naked. But that wasn't hardcore. That wasn't violent, painful or brutal. No. Today i am talking about true hardcore. The ones that that you don't like" The crowd Booed a little, clearly Souko was right? "What's wrong? Don't like it because it doesn't involve two girls fucking?" That staement caused another hail of boos and jeers from the crowd to sprout up. Souko could see why people could enjoy this

"So here is how it is. I wanna get my fix, now i know there aren't many of you, but if there is one of you out there that wants a fight a new girl, get some fresh blood, quite literally, then this for you. And i mean proper Hardcore fighters, not any of these weak rookies, or the ones that think a ladder makes a hardcore match. You know who you are anyway. I would taunt you about being scared, but true Hardcore fighters would beatup a Kawaii for a laugh, so that wouldn't work, you would come out anyway!" Souko lowered the mic, and now was the time to wait, would anything happen? She doubted it. These fighters were in such short supply there was a good chance none of them were even around.

Music began to play through the AFW speakers and moments later, Samantha Fox soon appeared on the stage with a mic in hand wearing her usual hoodie and camo pants. She just stood there for a moment before walking down the ramp and headed straight for the ring. Her usual partners weren't with her and soon enough she stepped through the ropes and joined Souko.

"Hey girl, it looks like you're looking for trouble." Sam just smiled at Souko as she twirled her hand a bit. "So I'm going to help you out a bit...legally I might add. So how are we going to do this?"