The Chameleon jogs out to the ring to wild techno music, grabbing the bottom rope and catapulting herself into it with an incredible leap. She bounced on her toes in her corner, grinning madly at you.
“I always like you muscle chicks. More fun to watch your shock when I bring ya down.”
Her short, bright red hair and lizard-pattern leotard make a gaudy show of her. You’re careful not to underestimate her, but her lean form and visible confidence make it difficult. She stretches her long legs on the top turnbuckle for a minute before you’re ordered to shake hands and the bell rings. |