>>20718352>>20729032As the referee turns to approach ArKade with her title, she leaps onto her and they both tumble to the floor. “Give it here!” She yells, straddling the helpless ref.
“I was tryi-”
She snatches the title out of the ref’s grasp and raises it gleefully. “HAVE THAT, GJPW! YOU CAN’T HOLD ME BACK NOW!” She finally climbs off of the referee and points toward the cameras. “Are you watching GJPW!” she screams, before finally realising that she won’t be heard without a mic.
She climbs through the ropes, running toward the timekeeper’s area. “Oi, the fuck are you looking at, blud?” she hisses, as the timekeeper glares at her. Without waiting for a response, she swiftly aims a kick at the man’s head.
The raucous crowd gasps as he slumps, ringing the bell with his head as he hits the table in front of him, before tumbling to the floor. “Wasteman!” ArKade yells, before grabbing a mic and bounding back into the ring, where MADDOTAKO, now back on her feet, starts saying something in Japanese. Despite spending the last year of her life in Japan, and being present during a number of Japanese language classes at the GJPW dojo, ArKade fails to understand a word of it.
“What are you waffling about, blud!? Speak English!”
ArKade grins when MADDOTAKO offers her congrats in English. “Ohhh you wanna tangle wid me again some time, yeah? I’ll be waiting, trust.”
