Alizeh Midori vs Mika Murasame: Climbing the Ranks

Alizeh had been in a few scraps in high school, usually with girls exactly like Mika, arrogant, haughty, conniving and cruel. The type of person she hated most in the world so it was no wonder she and Mika had started the bout off as they had. Really it was just something of a miracle Alizeh had managed to counter what she could of the girl's less than fair offense. Eventually this lead to a full blown cat fight brawl between the two girl which forced the ref to come in and separate both in order to try and establish some degree of decorum and civility in the match between them. Something that Alizeh needed after having the back of her head smashed into the mat roughly by Mika.

"Ngh... bitch." Alizeh mumbled to herself as she sat up and saw the girl getting into it with the ref before turning her back on the woman completely and... leaving? Flabbergasted for a moment Alizeh would sit up and get to her feet, looking at the ref with a confused expression before turning to look at Mika as she walked up the ramp, seemingly dead set on abandoning the bout! "Hey!" Alizeh shouted after her, trying to get the woman to stop but having no luck, something that made Alizeh's blood boil as she exited the ring and began making her way up the ramp herself, the fans cheering following her as stormed up the ramp at a brisk pace to try and catch Mika before she fully got away. "Hey I said we're not done yet!" Alizeh snapped as she caught up to Mika and reached out to grab her shoulder in an attempt to stop her from walking out on the match!

"Motherfuckin' ref may as well borrow my lipstick if she's be gonna kissin' up to this green-haired twat all day. TOTES PAID OFF!!! #Cheatskate#FixIsIn."

As expected whenever life presents difficult challenges and strenuous hardships...searching for excuses to outright bail from the situation entirely or shift the blame/workload onto others was Mika's instinctual snap reaction. Often times in high school she'd pay off some poindexters to do her assignments or even offer certain afterschool favors to her lonely-hearted professors in exchange for straight A's. In this particular instance Mika was implementing numerous strategies via seemingly abandoning her AFW contractual responsibilities while already setting off rapid-fire tweets defending her cowardly decision-making by spreading scandalous rumors and unsubstantiated claims of Alizeh having the referee in her pocketbook as she traipsed her way back up the ramp.

That very same pin-stripped official now beginning to count Mika out and was now up to three in her bellowed numbering. In actuality, Mika was steaming with frustration over how Alizeh was managing to tough it out through all of the Gyaru's Gal's deceptive tactics and clawed cat-fighting. Being unaccustomed to not getting her way through immediate satisfaction was one definite negative to signing up for this wrestling federation...or rather, it was just gonna take more creative approaches to get exactly what she wants. Mika having closed Twitter on her cell phone and was now using it's reverse camera lens to spy Alizeh marching up on her from behind. The second Alizeh would place her hand on Mika's shoulder she'd be punted square in the breadbasket after the gyaru gal twirled herself around."Aww, ya want me back that bad, baby?~..." Mika sneered before hooking Ali's arms behind her and hefting her vertical in a double underhook DDT onto the steel ramp.

Alizeh was beyond annoyed right now. Mika's attitude and deceptive tactics were all major icks she had when it came to opponents, and people in general. Now just when things were looking like they could go onto really getting the bout going this bitch was up and leaving! Of course Alizeh could simply let her do so and take the easy count out victory. But she'd be damned if she took a win as cheap as that. Approaching her opponent from behind and grabbing her shoulder Alizeh intended to bring the brat back to the ring...

Only for the green haired girl to get hit right in the gut by her opponent! "Gahhh!" Alizeh groaned out in pain, gasping from the move as the air exited her lungs and nearly getting taken off her feet from the blow. Naturally this in turn meant Alizeh was unable to do anything from stopping her foe from taking advantage of the cheap shot by hooking her arms and taking the green haired girl up over head and spiking her head hard into the cold, metallic floor floor with a majorly painful ddt! 'AGHHHH!" Screaming in pain from the impact Alizeh's hands immediately went to her cranium, holding it while rolling on the floor, unable to do anything else after that move!

Mika's true intentions being unveiled in one seamless series of actions, all beginning with Alizeh getting her breadbasket caved in by Mika's boot with nothing but steel flooring to cushion the plummeting impact of the double underhook DDT. The Gucci Gal sitting beside her languishing foe with a smug smirk and raising her hands into a "L" shape and mouthing it's meaning for a nearby cameraman. The fashionable snake in the grass that she was having orchestrated every phase of her deceptive plan to allow her an opportunity to capitalize on an unsuspecting adversary thinking she was actually retreating. Like, as if~…An exceptionally rare demonstration of actual ingenuity on Mika's part, dishonest and unprincipled though it was.

"Legit can't believe you fell for that~...But you were right when you said we ain't done yet, skank." Mika uttered with snarky contempt as she arose back to her feet, afterwards reaching down to clasp onto the Alizeh's green hair as a fulcrum to haul the disgruntled competitor off the floor. A tightened headlock clamped onto her cranium as the dueling pair strolled back towards the ring to the disdainful booing of the surrounding audience. Ali tucked and rolled back inside the ring as the referee halted her counting. Mika positioning herself on the ring apron in a crouched backward stance, awaiting the chance for her adversary to arise and turn in her direction with Mika vaulting through the ropes in a attempted slingshot spear for Ali's abdomen.