Penthouse Pandemonium - Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt vs. Daichi Kazura

Match type: Falls Count Anywhere
Victory conditions: Pinfall, Submission, Knockout
Special conditions: Victory can be achieved anywhere within the apartment, No DQ. Exiting the apartment counts as an immediate forfeit.

Swarms of frilly-skirted maids and tuxedoed servants would be milling about the palatial apartment building in feverish preparation for the rather unorthodox usage of their employer's humble abode. Several of whom would be guiding Gwendolyn's "guest of honor" from the gated entrance way downstairs, through the emptied lobby, towards the private elevator and the singular point of entry to the Imperial Rose's luxurious dwelling. One of several within Japan that Gwendolyn frequents at her fancy should she ever feel the need for more secluded accommodations, with today being one such fanciful exception. The mass bedlam unfolding within could not have served as a more diametric contrast to the opulent decor of Gwendolyn's quaint residence until all preparation was in place. The pompous blueblood bidding her devout employees adieu and patiently began biding her time with a steam-swirled teacup in her dainty hands as her servantry made their respective exits with a reverential bow or curtsy before filing towards the private elevator. Serene solitude indulged by the heiress for the time being.

G.D.B.:

Gwendolyn having long since donned her figure fitting wrestling attire that hugged every sublime curvature of her perfect frame with airtight coverage, now poshly sitting cross-legged with soothing hum to her satin lips thanks to the divine tea left behind by her dutiful personnel. Sunlight illuminating the pristine settings of the lap of luxury few could even dare to attain within their lifespan, a multi-floored penthouse suite offering numerous extravagant accommodations including but not limited to a pool/jacuzzi combination located on the balcony, spiral staircase, finely tuned piano, roof garden reading and movie lounge~...and yet Gwendolyn deemed it to be a modest domicile at best when compared to her labyrinthine estate. A splayed-out grappling mat being sprawled out before her and signifying the official starting point for the match today which was absolutely assured to generate a significant degree of intrigue amongst the wrestling community. One reason obviously being the lavish locale, the other being what was soon to culminate within its borders once her adversary joined her for the festivities.

This was something beyond Daichi's wildest dreams, the rookie sensation was finally here at AFW and was actually wrestling one of the most prominent wrestlers at AFW. The nineteen year old had dreamed to be a professional wrestler and his dream was finally being realized. However, it was now time to push on and move to something bigger and better. It was now time to climb up the ladder and be the best wrestler in AFW, and not simply be just part of the federation.

Of course, no wrestler came close in wrestling ability and pompousness than Gwendolyn but today he was going to conquer his toughest opponent ever. Things were quite different, he was amazed as his eyes were opened to a world he had never seen before. Being an orphan, living in the orphanage, Daichi always lived in poor conditions and the whole lavish apartment lobby, elevator and of course the suite was something surreal to him.

Of course, if he were to become the best, the champ, the fan favourite, maybe one day he could have a lavish life as well and perhaps help his friends at the orphanage. The concierge, butlers and made assisted him to the apartment before swiftly making their exit, leaving the two alone in the huge space. He couldn't believe she had so many people doing stuff for her, a luxury he never had or even thought of.

His eyes gazed upon the beauty of the blonde who was clad in her attire and sipped away her tea. "Hi. My name is Daichi...just give me a moment to change. Oh, and thank you for agreeing to wrestle me...it is an honor" he said with a smile as he made his way over to the bathroom. He would quickly dig something out of his duffle bag, stripping nude and then changing into a pair of wrestling briefs and boots. He made sure to apply some deodorant to smell nice as well.

After that, he would make his way back out. "Okay, I'm back. Thank you for waiting...just one more moment please" he said, in awe of tall the fancy things around him. He would walk up the blue mats and would lay down on his belly, raising his butt up as he would stretch his body to limber up.

Spoiler:

Blissful contentment emanated from the dignified blueblood and sole occupant of the lavish apartment. Whose aristocratic inhabitant remained within after her servantry departed as she continued sipping her glass of exquisitely crafted tea with a droll smile on her posh visage. Gwendolyn considering this particular idea to be a master stroke of calculating initiative on her part, if she did say so herself. Concocting the day's unconventional competition and it's elaborate scenery as a way towards offering the lowbrow peasantry a glimpse into her typically secluded and opulently wealthy daily life, all while simultaneously portraying her as a magnanimous, charitable, and daresay benevolent noblewoman by choosing this particular adversary for the occasion. An orphaned roustabout whose nevertheless considered a rising star within the Tension ranks in spite of his tragic backstory. The publicity and intrigue alone making this a worthwhile endeavor, and one that appeared ready to commence as the fledgling rookie entered her apartment with a greeting as mundane as his appearance. A mirthful smile growing as she closed her eyes...

"...*giggle*...Quite the understatement. For what I've chosen to benevolently bestow you should be considered an exalted privilege dwarfing any mere "honor". Gaze in awestruck wonder for you stand in the presence of-EH?" Gwendolyn flinched with gawked eyes when noticing she was once again alone within the living room, swiveling her golden-curled head side to side until ascertaining Daichi had abandoned her in mid-sentence and was making usage of her hallway bathroom to change into his wrestling attire. The heiress scowling from the blatant rudeness and taking another few sips to soothe her agitated nerves, Daichi soon afterward returning in his wrestling attire and prompting the noblewoman to place her tea cup aside and standing out of her chair to declare "AHEM...as I was saying...Gaze in awestruck wonder upon-" before being interrupted by Daichi performing ridiculous stretches right in front of her. Gwen gawking in eye-twitched agitation before stamping her boot onto the mat below. "ARE YOU QUITE THROUGH WITH YOUR INCESSANT INTERRUPTIONS? I've yet to even properly introduce myself with those boorish manners of yours!!!"