Marissa Ward of the Blue Blood Princess vs Masane Tajiri

The arena lights dimmed as the theme music for the Blue Blood Princess played much to the crowds chagrin. The crowd booed as Marissa and Anya hit the stage and started to taunt the fans. Marissa garbed in her black night gown tempted the crowd by offering sneak peaks to lucky fans just to deny them.

She would enter the ring as Anya continued to taunt the fans ringside. Walking to the center Marissa would again tease the fans as if she was gonna reveal herself. "No no no! This body is for my opponent to see and wish they had!" she taunted laughing as she waited for her opponent.

Masane's music began to play, almost being drowned out in the loud cheers of the crowd as the familiar brunette stepped out onto the stage clad in a white gi. She stepped to the center of the stage, and tightened the belt around her waist. Once it was secure, she rose a fist up in the air, and walked down the ramp while keeping her fist up, smiling towards the crowd as she walked towards the ring.

She rolled under the bottom rope, and laid on her back before kicking up to her feet in a show of agilty, and brought her fist back up to the audience, to which they cheered again. Masane then lowered her fist, and turned to the woman in the black night gown, and gave her a friendly smile.

"Hey." She greeted, then started to walk to her corner. "You'd better give me your best, all right? I feel really good tonight." She said while bouncing in her corner, and began her warm ups.

"You feel good huh?" Marissa replied as her lips curled into a smile of malicious intent. She stepped forward "You want the best of me but you want me toparticipate in this borefest you call a match? How about we make it interesting Miss Tajiri?" she said continuing her way to the center of the ring.


She looked over and smiled at Anya "So i have some stipulations before we... proceed. I know you want this match and i can't to win but I need more then just this fight." she grinned.

"Let the mind wars begin!" she thought to herself as she waited for Masane's reply.

Masane's smile faded at Marissa's words when she mentioned the match being a borefest. "Borefest? How do you know? We haven't even started yet." She frowned as Marissa stepped towards the center of the ring.

As she watched her walk to the center, she was quickly disliking her opponent as she started to talk about stipulations. "Stipulations? What kind? And why weren't they made before the fight?" She asked, crossing her arms under her large chest.

"You ask a lot of questions.." Marissa said annoyed already. "I do not like that gi.. get rid of it!" she snapped. Marissa was a bitch, a hedonist, a brat, and unlike Anya had very little in the way of scruples. She was the brains of their tag team breaking their opponents down mentally as Anya destroyed them physically. "Anya would have been better suited to face Masane but if i can make her play my game....hehe." she thought to herself.

"Look sweety...i want a match with that gi of yours gone... and win only through submission." she said arrogantly as if she had the right to make demands on the spot like this. "So take it off because you see i have no problem letting these morons see me..." she said with a sneer as she punctuated her point by letting the gown drop.

Masane frowns at her. "No." She replied flatly as Marissa demanded she get rid of the gi. She crossed her arms under her chest. She listened to her other demands. She was about to speak, until she watched her suddenly drop her gown, and expose her nude body.

Her jaw dropped at the sudden action, and saw she wanted to start this evenly. This girl was a little bratty, but, she figured it wouldn't hurt to start on an even playing field. "Hmm... as much as I shouldn't, I'll agree to your first term. I'll not agree to the second, however. And nothing you say will change that." She said, starting to untie her obi.