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Japanese Pro-Wrestling RP (E-Fed Style)

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Fiona’s rash counter attempt had ended with her taking a staggering shot to the head, giving Shin Choon-hee the opening she needed. Shin launched three sharp right kicks into Fiona’s left patella, forcing the leader of Defiant Dream down into a kneeling position.

“Shin Choon-hee just chopping down Fiona’s base…”

Shin then ran for the east side ropes, hitting them smoothly and charging at full speed toward a still vulnerable Fiona. Her left knee came up and cracked fiercely into the side of Fiona’s head, bowling her over as the crowd cheered.

“And a knee to the skull!” Brent shouted.

“Fiona has lost control of the match just as quickly as she had seized it.” Dan Rich added.

With a huff Shin turned and pressed her right boot into Fiona’s ribs, rolling her over onto her back. Shin then stepped over Fiona and up onto the middle rope with both feet, grabbing the top rope to balance herself.

“And Shin is now up on the middle rope,” Rhonda nodded, “what are we about to see?”

With three quick bounces against the rope Shin dropped, curling her legs under her and driving both knees straight into Fiona’s torso. Shin then rolling back and up to her feet to a chorus of cheers and whistles, topping off her offensive sequence with a mocking curtain call bow over the writhing Fiona.

“A double knee drop to the midsection!”

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“An arm drag and a throw off the ropes!”

“Fiona has taken control of the match early here, if she can maintain this momentum we may see an upset tonight.” Rhonda said.

Shin Choon-hee kipped up again, overall unfazed save for the slight grimace on her face and the slow rotations of her left arm. Choi Minji yelled something from the corner at Shin who immediately shouted back in an acidic tone. ”Jeoneun je seuseulo ssaul su issseubnida.”

“And what may have been words of advice to Shin Choon-hee from her partner, Choi Minji. My… Korean is admittedly not good.” Dan Rich mused.

“You don’t speak a single word of Korean.” Brent snickered.

“How do you know?” Dan asked with joking indignation.

“Alright, ring some off.” Brent said.

“Let’s, uhm… focus on the match.” Dan replied with a smile.

Shin Choon-hee brushed some stray strands of hair from her face and moved slowly toward Fiona, both arms raised. Once she was in range of her opponent, Shin quickly shifted all her weight onto the ball of her left foot and brought her right leg up and around. With surprisingly fast rotation, Shin spun in a perfect three-sixty move and went for a roundhouse kick to Fiona’s head. Shin’s kick whiffed by just barely missing, her heel inches away from Fiona’s face. Fiona tried to go for a quick counter only to be forced back toward the ropes as her opponent instantly followed up with a second spinning kick that came even closer than the first. A collective “ooh” rose up from the ringside seats. There was no doubt that if either of those attacks had landed Fiona would have been knocked flat.

“Wow,” Brent exclaimed, “did you see how fluid those kick attempts by Shin were? How fast they were?”

“Back to back and dangerous…” Dan Rich marveled, “Shin did not even wobble. Fiona had best be cautious.”

Shin took several steps back toward the center of the mat maintaining a half-crouched posture. Despite her early disadvantage the expression on the tag team champions’ face had changed to one of smug confidence. Even though both kick attempts had missed they were in themselves a statement.

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“A wrist lock by Fiona…”

Shin Choon-hee narrowly avoided being caught by the neck, snapping her free hand upward to seize Fiona’s wrist before the latter could lock in the hold. Shin grunted fiercely as she struggled, her right arm twisted into an awkward angle that left her relying on sheer upper-arm strength to keep Fiona from closing in on her neck.

“Shin Choon-hee now trying to keep Fiona from tying her up in an early chokehold…” Dan Rich observed. Shin dropped low, twisting her body around causing Fiona to lose her grip on Shin’s wrist, Shin wrenching her arm free as both women ended up on their backs.

“A nice reversal by Shin to get free.” Brent followed up.

Shin kipped up gracefully, getting to her feet before Fiona. Shin rushed Fiona, going for a low tackle as her opponent raised up.

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The crowd had barely settled after Fiona’s entrance when shades of dark red began crawling across the arena’s bannister screens, the titantron turning an oily black. A keyboard began playing over the speakers followed by a low, seductive woman’s voice saying, “I’m a snake”. Bold, crimson lettering then appeared on the big screen, spelling “Shin Choon-hee” as a k-pop song erupted. The titantron flashed between black and white in sync with the song’s beat while the red lettering was unchanged. Cheers and thunderous applause rippled through the Enterprise Center as Shin Choon-hee and her tag team partner, Choi Minji, strolled out onto the stage together.

Both women wore heavy black overcoats with white fur collars and sleeves, their eyes concealed by identical red star-shaped sunglasses. Resting on their right shoulders were matching silver and gold plated championships with brown leather belts - the Pro Wrestling Society women’s tag team titles. Shin Choon-hee and Choi Minji stepped up to the edge of the ramp, visibly smirking as they raised their belts high in perfect tandem, drawing an even more ecstatic reaction from the fans as the silver and gold gleamed under the arena lights.

“Look at those belts.” Dan Rich said as Shin and her partner brought their titles back down to rest on their shoulders. With a swagger in their step the two walked side-by-side down the ramp, casually waving at the fans as they scanned the arena.

“And her opponent,” the ring announcer began again, “from Seoul, South Korea, accompanied by her partner, Choi Minji, one half of the Pro Wrestling Society women’s tag team champions, Shin… Choon-hee”

Shin raised her left hand high, fingers waggling in the air. Her self-assured smirk was now a confident smile as she took the lead halfway down the ramp, Choi falling in behind her. The more zealous fans reached eagerly over the barriers at the passing champions, neither of whom offered any high fives, handshakes, or passing nods.

“Shin Choon-hee is all business tonight,” Rhonda said as the champions reached the end of the ramp, “she came here to win a match and has no time for anyone other than her opponent, Fiona Chevalier.”

Shin approached the ringside, stopping near the apron. She slowly reached up and lifted her sunglasses from her eyes and handed them nonchalantly to her partner, Shin now making direct eye contact with Fiona in the ring. The fans ringside looked between the two women, absorbed in the tension of a longtime rivalry that was already straining dangerously before the match even began. And Shin had something that was meant to further aggravate this tension.

“The champion sizing up the competition.” Brent remarked.

Without looking away from Fiona, Shin Choon-hee reached into her coat with her left hand, pawing around for something she had concealed inside. After a few seconds she withdrew her hand, now gripping something large and metallic, and once again raised her tag team championship belt high above her head. At the same time, Shin lifted her left hand to reveal what she had taken from her coat - the 2024 No Mercy Women’s Wrestling Rookie of the Year Award.

“Is that…?” Rhonda started.

“Oh, my… yes, it is!” Dan Rich followed up, “That in Shin Choon-hee’s left hand is the Rookie of the Year award that she won last year at No Mercy Women's Wrestling when she beat Fiona! She brought it with her tonight!”

“Talk about disrespectful and talk about trying to get into your opponents’ head!” Brent said, eyes wide.

“Talk about bitter nostalgia!” Dan Rich replied.

Shin Choon-hee lowered her tag team title and the rookie award back down slowly, never breaking eye contact with Fiona. Shin’s confident smile was now back to a dark, arrogant sneer which contrasted the upbeat energy of her theme song still playing.

“Shin Choon-hee came here tonight to win and she decided to bring along a reminder of what happened the last time Fiona stepped in a ring with her.”

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SHIN CHOON-HEE

RING NAME(S): Shin Choon-hee, The Flying Viper

THEME TRACK: SNAKE

PROFESSIONAL DEBUT: February 16, 2024

AGE: 23 Y/O

ROLE: Heel

MANAGER: -

ALLIES: -

RIVALS: - Fiona Chevalier, Ash Weathers, Keysha Wayne

HEIGHT: 5’5” (165.1 cm)

WEIGHT: 120 lbs (54.431 kg)

FROM: Seoul, South Korea

SOCIAL MEDIA USERNAME: @REALchoonhee

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BACKGROUND: Coming from an upper class family in Seoul, Shin Choon-hee had taken an interest in professional wrestling at a young age - inspired particularly by WWE legend Gail Kim. At age eighteen, while in college, she enrolled in a wrestling school in Seoul despite the disapproval of her parents. After graduating with a bachelor’s degree at twenty-one Shin Choon-hee traveled to the US and found an office job in Portland, Oregon with a fixed schedule that gave her the time to train.

Shin Choon-hee’s natural athleticism was apparent early on and her flexibility and quickness allowed her to utilize a wrestling style that was as flashy and performative as it was effective. For two years Shin Choon-hee wrestled in various amateur promotions across Oregon before being recommended to Mark Trenton by one of his scouts. The founder of No Mercy Women’s Wrestling attended two of the South Korean prospects’ matches incognito and was quite impressed, reaching out to her thereafter and signing her on with NMWW.

Shin Choon-hee was a dominating force in No Mercy Women’s Wrestling, winning over fifty percent of almost twenty matches. She also won the NMWW Rookie of the Year award in a controversial match against Fiona Chevalier at the end of the brands’ 2024 singles season. After half a year with NMWW, Shin Choon-hee negotiated a contract release and returned to South Korea where she was signed by Pro Wrestling Society out of Seoul. Her debut match on the tenth of August 2024 was against her future tag team partner Choi Minji which Shin Choon-hee won by submission.

Much like in NMWW, Shin Choon-hee was a forced to be reckoned with in PWS, rising through the power rankings in mere months with a predominantly winning record. Her “hit-and-run” fighting style and punishing kicks and aerial attacks earning her the name of “the Flying Viper”. On December first of 2024, Shin Choon-hee competed in a title match against the PWS women’s champion Kim Mir but lost by a rollup. Shin Choon-hee then had a rematch for the title on January twentieth of 2025 using “falls count anywhere” rules, which Kim Mir won by pinfall.

A few weeks after her second defeat by Kim Mir, Shin Choon-hee teamed up with Choi Minji, the two calling themselves “Twin Portents”. The duo had natural chemistry in the ring and on the microphone and knew how to rouse a crowd. After three months of being unbeaten in every match the Twin Portents were granted an opportunity for the PWS women’s tag team title. They defeated the Yonghwa Sisters, a babyface team, by a double pinfall and afterward battered the Yonghwa sisters with their newly won belts and chased them from the ring. Over the rest of the spring and throughout most of the summer the Twin Portents would defend their titles, often using distraction tactics and other underhanded methods to ensure they were not beaten.

On August fifteenth of 2025, Shin Choon-hee announced on social media that her contract had been bought out by “the American promotion, No Mercy Wrestling” and she would soon be leaving PWS. After a final title match with Choi Minji against the stable Blood Moon Omen, which the former won, it was decided that the Twin Portents would relinquish their title by demand of upper management. PWS’ executives were intrigued by the potential of a previously undefeated team perhaps returning in the future, hence the lack of a stacked final title match.

Shin Choon-hee’s final day as one half of PWS women’s tag team champions would be on August first in Saint Louis, Missouri, as a competitor in NMW’s Rubicon Gauntlet. Choi Minji also would be attending to support her soon-to-be former partner. This would also be the final day of Twin Portents as a PWS tag team.

Shin Choon-hee’s goal of becoming NMW’s first ever women’s champion would be abruptly put down after Choi Minji betrayed her in the former’s first tournament match against her old NMWW rival Fiona Chevalier. Shin had an early advantage in the match, however, midway through when both she and Fiona ended up outside the ring Choi Minji attacked Shin from behind just as she was about to reenter the ring. This caused Shin Choon-hee to be counted out and lose. As Fiona was declared the winner, Choi Minji knocked down a stunned Shin Choon-hee with her tag team belt before tossing both women’s belts on top of her former partner and leaving straight for the airport.

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WRESTLING STYLE: Shin Choon-hee’s fighting style mixes hard-hitting strikes with high flying precision. She uses stiff kicks, chops, and knee strikes accented by leaping attacks off the ropes and off the top of the turnbuckle to pummel her opponents. Shin Choon-hee specializes at pace control, overwhelming the opposition with sudden bursts of speed and aggression effectively forcing them on the defensive while she dictates the flow of the match. She uses elaborate taunts and intense facial expressions to try and bait or distract opponents, and will even allow short lulls in her offense at times to try and trick an opponent into lowering their guard. Should she find herself on the defensive she relies on her quickness and countering skills to try and immediately turn the tide on her adversary. Though her technical skills do not match up some have compared Shin Choon-hee to WWE legend Asuka.

FINISHER & SIGNATURE MOVES: Superkick, Backstabber, Flying Bomaye, Bomaye

SUBMISSION HOLDS: Dragon Sleeper, Camel Clutch, Achilles Lock

ACCOLADES:

- One time PWS tag team champion. (March 20, 2025 - August 1, 2025 - 134 Days.)

TRIVIA;

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“And we are back after a short break, we at No Mercy Wrestling want to thank Enterprise for the use of their arena here in Saint Louis tonight. Enterprise, ‘We’ll pick you up.’”

Dan Rich, Brent Christi, and Rhonda Pierce sat in their usual spots at the announcers table, Dan Rich in the middle with Rhonda and Brent to the right and left of him. While the three commentators were always well-dressed, tonight was a particularly special occasion what with it being NMW’s first tournament and the beginning of the turbulent road to crowning the first champions of No Mercy Wrestling. Dan Rich was wearing a tan colored suit with a dark brown cowboy hat, Brent wore a wine colored suit complete with a light green bow tie and gold cufflinks, and Rhonda had a dark blue pantsuit on and thick, red rimmed glasses.

The Enterprise Center was at capacity and security was working to keep the mob of rabid fans that were stranded in the tunnel at bay. The opening match of the night, the first of the Rubicon Gauntlet, had ended by pinfall and the fans were still hyped up, seats rumbling from stomping feet as shrill whistles and air horns cut through the air. Jay Wyatt, who was back from his injury, had made a dramatic entrance complete with mesmerizing pyro effects and an energy that could not be compared. Jay had just defeated the eleventh seed, Zeik Channing, a new signing that had been recruited by Antonio Deguara - which made Zeik’s defeat satisfying for many. The Astro Kid’s return was something that the NMW fans had needed and Wyatt’s comeback performance being a tournament win that was part of a championship bid had morale high in the stands.

“Boy, Dan,” Brent smiled next to his fellow commentator, “this place is still rocking after that fiery intro and subsequent win by Jay Wyatt!”

Dan Rich nodded, “The NMW fans had all been left in wonder about Jay Wyatt after his crushing defeat at the hands of Mihailo Vasić and to see Jay here tonight like he was and to see him win and advance towards the championship lit the fans’ souls on fire.”

“Well put, Dan.” Rhonda grinned.

“Well, we have only just begun tonight,” Brent said, “we still have five matches left tonight including the highly anticipated main event between Uberto Cafrune and Ryuzoji Daigo.”

“And our next match I think will just further stoke the flames because next up we have Fiona Chevalier versus the recently signed… Shin Choon-hee!” Dan Rich said straight into the nearest camera, his eyes wide behind his glasses.

“A longtime rival of Fiona Chevalier,” Rhonda followed up, “these two were both signed to No Mercy Women’s Wrestling and faced each other twice.”

“And both times Fiona lost to the Korean prospect,” Brent interjected, “the first time in Fiona’s hometown of Seattle and the second time Fiona lost the NMWW rookie award to Shin Choon-hee.”

“Well, the second time can partially be accredited to interference by the Beatifics.” Rhonda said, leaning around Dan to make direct eye contact with Brent. “I saw the match.”

“We both did,” Brent retorted, “I-…”

“No,”, Rhonda interrupted, “I saw that match live as a fan of NMWW, you watched clips from it on your phone three hours ago at the hotel.”

Brent was about to say something else when Dan Rich raised both hands in a “quiet down” gesture, saying, “This is a match fans have been eager for with real ‘big screen drama’ implications. Shin Choon-hee had returned to South Korea late last year where she won the women’s tag team championship for Pro Wrestling Society. She is in fact still one half of the reigning women’s tag team champions for PWS. Shin is due to return to Seoul tomorrow after this match and relinquish her tag team title in a symbolic fashion.”

“And then there is Fiona Chevalier,” Rhonda said, “a former NMWW member that has grown and developed so much over the past year and a half, who now finds herself with the opportunity to be the first to raise the NMW women’s championship belt high over her head! But, unfortunately for her, the first obstacle in her path is a woman that has beaten her twice.”

“The stakes are high but so are the risks,” Dan Rich nodded, “I have been calling Fiona’s matches for almost two years now and I know how much she wants this. I know how much she wants to be on top of the mountain. And I know that she has a real fire inside of her and a ‘never give up’ attitude. I think if she can win here tonight she will have the momentum needed to press on ahead.”

“Well, we’re about to find out!”

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ACT ONE

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Welcome To The Abecean…

10th of Midyear, 4E 200

Off The Coast Of Stros M’kai…

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“No one bests an Orc!”

Captain Robyn Hawkton raised his weapon just in time to block the incoming swing. His assailant’s orichalcum blade crashed down hard against Robyn’s cutlass, jarring his arms. Robyn clenched his sword hilt with both hands, his brow furrowed and teeth gritted as he tried - futilely - to push back against his opponent. The Breton man was down on one knee before the charred helm of his ship, at the mercy of a towering Orc with thick, dirty braids that had just beheaded his first mate. Robyn squinted through long strands of brown hair plastered to his face, meeting the Orc’s fierce yellow eyes.

The Orc stepped in close, boots grinding against the deck, and with a snort raised his weapon high. Robyn frantically rolled to the left, just barely dodging the downward cleave. He staggered up onto wobbly legs, nearly tripping over the arrow-riddled corpse of another of his men as he backed down the afterdeck. The Orc closed the distance in three broad steps, his sword again raised.

“This is the end, human. Any final prayers to whimper to the gods?” the green-skinned brute sneered.

Robyn took another step back, his breathing quick and ragged, the blade in his right hand quivering. What little pride the young captain could still muster hoped the Orc did not see the fear in his eyes. Not that it would even matter soon. Robyn’s gaze swept over the horrendous scene before him: his ship, the Arslan’s Fortune, littered with fallen crewmen; its once proud, white sails torn and flapping wildly as flames engulfed the topside. The clash of steel and desperate battle cries filled the night air as what remained of Robyn’s men fought on against the pirates who had boarded their ship.

Not even four bells ago all had been well. After being blown off course earlier that day by a harsh gale the Arslan’s Fortune found its heading and was set to reach High Rock only slightly off schedule. What some among the crew had feared to be an ill happening was just an inconvenience that drew sighs of relief once passed. Unfortunately, the merchantman had gone far enough astray into dangerous waters to attract the attention of a band of pirates. They gave chase under cover of darkness. By the time the night watch finally sighted the pursuing ship it was already too late. Mage fire had rained across the decks as the brigands surged forward, soaring through the air and skimming across the water by way of magic. Captain Hawkton and his cohort managed to slay the first wave of attackers, but the reprieve was brief. The enemy vessel bore down on them at full speed ramming into the Arslan’s Fortune, the pirates dropping boarding ramps and swinging across in scores.

“I’ll take that as a ‘no’.”

Robyn’s eyes widened as the Orc bellowed savagely and took a mighty swing at his midsection. The captain stepped to the right and brought his cutlass up at an angle. There was a metallic snapping sound as the end of Robyn’s sword was broken off by the sturdier orichalcum blade. The Orc swung again, a second overhead strike that Robyn evaded, ducking past his foe and dashing toward the stairs that led down to the main deck. A roaring sphere of flame flew out from the nearby pirate ship and slammed into the steps ahead of him, erupting in a blinding flash of fire and sparks. Robyn threw an arm up as the shockwave knocked him backward. The wooden stairs vanished in a splintering blast, collapsing into a smoking heap that spat embers across the deck. Behind the captain, the Orc closed in again, his heavy steps thumping against the planks as the plume of flame rose high.

Robyn rolled onto his side and hauled himself to his feet. With a sharp breath he glanced at the ruined length of his cutlass then hurled it away, the broken blade skittering across the deck. His hand went instead to his belt, closing around the hilt of his dagger. The surviving crew were fighting like cornered beasts, and even a handful of passengers that had been aboard the Arslan’s Fortune had bravely joined in the defense of the ship. But the attackers were well-armed and had a number of powerful spellcasters among their ranks. Cones of flame and writhing arcs of lightning tore through the defenders just as often as blades did.

Captain Robyn Hawkton had never been a man to give in to despair, but he could recognize the direness he faced. If this was indeed to be where it ended then he should not die cowering. With a silent prayer to Kynareth, matron of the seas, Robyn drew his dagger and took a defensive stance as the Orc’s sword rose high above him.