First Round!

Contestants for Round 1, your match begins in 15 minutes. Contestants: Sae Niijima and Nemuri Kayama, make your way to the arena as soon as possible. I repeat Contestants Sae Niijima and Nemuri kayama make your way to the arena as soon as possible

Sae Niijima heard the voice over the intercom, and she found it quite alluring if she was being honest. Though she quickly snapped out of her daze, “There’s no time to be distracted” she said, waking herself up. “I need to get to the bottom of wherever the hell I’m supposed to be.” Sae got out of the bed she was laying on, as she stood up and scanned her surroundings one last time. She didn’t remember how or why she was taken and placed in this room. She remembered finishing up a case at the prosecutor’s office, when someone walked in. The figure didn’t reveal much, and was difficult for Sae to identify. All the figure said was, “Sae Niijima, successful prosecutor and sister of Makoto Niijima, you have been selected as a competitor for the annual Hypnosis Tournament. Do not try to resist” the figure said, and that was it. Sae didn’t remember anything else after that, as if she was in a blissful state of peace since then. Sae awoke in this room eventually, but had no idea where this room was. Her phone was taken from her before she awoke, so she couldn’t contact the authorities about this ****. Sae was given a tablet, though it wasn’t of any company she had ever seen before. The back of the device read, “Property of The Hypnosis Foundation”, a foundation that Sae didn’t even know of. The room Sae was put in appeared to be modeled after a prosecutor’s office, almost an exact replica of her own. There was a prosecutor desk that stood against the wall, adjacent to her bed. The desk contained many different files and a computer, but upon examining the files and computers, they weren’t actually associated with being a prosecutor. There were no files or cases in the desk, rather the files contained reports on different methods of hypnosis. Sae made a mental note to read through these later, they could prove useful if this was indeed a hypnosis tournament. Sae tried booting up the computer, but there was again no way of getting any info or responding towards the outside world. “Damn it! No luck” Sae said, slamming her hand down on the desk angrily. She looked at the clock, “Guess I better get going. Once the round is over, I’ll hopefully be able to get a better grasp on what’s going on, possibly get some information during the round from my opponent. The pro hero Midnight...she seems to be my opponent” Sae said, pondering what her opponent would be like as she made her way to the arena. However, a voice appeared in her head. “Sae Niijima, let me take over...I can bring you a swift victory. Be done with the rules of this game, and make your own rules, your true self desires it so”, but sae was able to shake it off. “What was that? I must be losing sleep, I’m hallucinating” she said, brushing whatever it was off.

Nemuri Kayama, or as she is commonly referred to as “The R-Rated Hero, Midnight” was laying on her bed, as she watched the clock tick. Nemuri was a tall, curvaceous woman with sky blue eyes, which tilted downwards in the center; framed by a set of rather long eyelashes. She had abundant spiky dark purple hair which was made up of layers of varying lengths, the longest ones reaching down below her waist. Her chin-length bangs were split into three sections; two swept to the sides and one over her face, going diagonally down to the left between her eyes. She also had a small beauty mark below her left eye, as well as red-painted nails. Her hero costume was very similar to one of a traditional dominatrix. She wore a breastless, black leather leotard—similar in style to a corset—over a thin, skin-tight white bodys which accentuated her voluptuous figure. The center strip of her leotard was embellished with red gemstone-like accessories in a vertical pattern, extending from her collar to her midriff. She also wore translucent, black, thigh-high garter stockings, which were attached to a burgundy utility belt decorated with gold studs around her hips, a matching pentagonal buckle in its center, and black knee-boots. She had a small red mask outlining her eyes, and a handcuff on each wrist. She was often seen carrying a flogger-style whip. The white bodysuit was made of thin material that is easily rippable so she could more easily use her quirk. Nemuri had stated in an interview that she was trying different materials to find out what works while adhering to costume regulations.Nemuri's original costume was much more revealing. Her breasts were censored by a black protective plate, and wore a dog collar. She wore only undergarments, which were covered with a utility belt that held her whip. She was otherwise completely bare aside for an unbuttoned, high-collared trench coat. She also had large angular shades, different from the mask she wears now. However, she had to ditch that costume for being too “revealing”.

Midnight had no idea how she actually arrived in this room though. She remembered that she had just ended a day of teaching some of her students, about a training exercise where they were tasked with trying to subdue her. None of them were able to, as her class consisted of the majority of boys, all of which were either too awestruck by how she looked to even attempt to take her down, and those who did fell under the sway of her quirk, becoming mindless slaves for her. Midnight would by lying, if she were to say this didn’t turn her on. The idea of having people become her slaves, at her mere presence, she just loved control. Though she did know how to control herself, it’s what separates her from the villains. However, something strange happened later that day, while she was writing her report for the day, a hooded figure arrived in her classroom. Midnight was confused but thought it was a student, so she of course offered her help. “Hello? Is there something I might be able to help you with?” she asked, looking up from her desk. However, the hooded figure didn’t give her a proper answer, but rather blurted something out that still confused Midnight to this day. The hooded figure said, “Nemuri Kayama, the R rated hero. You are both proficient in being a hero, as well as teaching the next generation of heroes. Your sexual appearance, and lust are what give you your strength. It is because of this, that you have beens selected to participate in the hypnosis tournament. Please do not try to resist” the hooded figure said, as Midnight saw a bright light...and then nothing. Midnight angrily hit the wall, “Such a fool! How could I, the sexy and appealing Midnight, fall under a hypnotic trance” Midnight yelled, realizing what had happened, such an easy trap, and she fell right for it. “I let my guard down in the school, and my mental defenses weren’t strong enough” she said, realizing how she was taken so easily. Guess it was time for her to stop showing off during class. Midnight soon began to calm down, whether it was her beginning to relax herself, or something in the room that was doing it, it was anyone’s guess. However, Midnight began to have a cool head again, as she began to grasp her situation better. Her room was actually very fitting for someone like Midnight. There was no mistaking what her outfit was based off of, and the room reflected that. The lighting in the room was very dim, helping to set the mood. There were a few drawers, each of which contained different candles and perfumes. Midnight wasn’t aware of most of these scents, but she did recognize what they contained. It was pheromones meant to relax anyone who smelled it, to a point of submission. “Hm...seems like these are meant for me to use. HMPH! As if I need to resort to such cheap tactics. I’m the R-Rated hero, this is already a part of my skill set, I don't need cheap fragrances” Midnight said, getting offended at the idea of having to use these. She began to check out the rest of the room. There were human sized planks placed throughout her room, with handcuffs and chains attached to the boards. “A girl could get used to this actually. Maybe I could have some fun with this...when I figure out where the hell I am, and why I am here that is” Midnight said, but wasn’t able to get through the entire room when she heard an announcement. “3 minutes to match commencement. Nemuri Kayama, please make your way to the arena. Failure to arrive will result in disqualification”. Midnight frowned, “Looks like I’ll have to save the sightseeing for later, I have a match to compete in” she said, as she exited her room, taking a tablet they had given her. It had info on her opponent. “Sae Niijima, the prosecutor...she won’t be a problem. She’s kind of hot too, I always love the serious and all business types, they’re so fun to break '' Midnight said. She did feel some sorrow for her opponent, since Midnight was clearly meant for this type of battle. She didn’t like the idea of having to hypnotize an innocent woman, but she needed to find more information. And who says she couldn’t have some fun with this? She’ll have the Sae Niijima lady bowing and licking her boots within the hour, Midnight chuckling almost sadistically as she enters the arena.

The arena they entered was very complex and strange at first. The arena seemed to shift through multiple different settings, in order to adapt to the competitors' advantages or disadvantages. The settings ranged from a dominatrix chamber, a forest area, a canyon, an office, a colosseum, and more areas that were “under renovation” as it seemed. Whatever this place was, it appeared to only be partly finished, not that it really mattered though. A small roulette came down from the center of the arena, it began to spin, wherever it landed would be what the stage would be. “Forest Area!” the voice on the roulette said as it landed on the icon showing forest. The area around them began to morph and change, trees began to sprout from the ground, as grass began to cover the floor The entire layout of the room shifted from a boring white room, into a lush green forest. An announcer came over the loudspeaker once again, “Okay! Our contestants are set, and all bets have been placed! Who will win this fight? Will it be the lustrous and dominating Midnight? Or will it be the all business and no-nonsense Sae Niijima! Only time will tell! On your Marks, Get Set, and Go!” the announcer said, before a big “Go!” a sign was displayed, as a timer began to start.

Sae Niijima was confused at this entire scenario, “Ugh! I can’t believe I have to actually do this!” Sae responded, as she went through the forest, using the trees to hide her. “Heels were not the best apparel for this environment” she said, having difficulty walking, her only hope was her opponent had just as much trouble with the environment she was having. “Nemuri Kayama...an interesting figure. If the report I read was any indicator, she is a hero themed around a dominatrix. She uses her sex appeal to her advantage in her line of work….what nonsense. Concepts such as heroes are just as nonsense as all of that phantom thieves nonsense she’s been hearing about. All heroes cause trouble for those that actually work hard, they're merely entertainment and nothing more” Sae responds, having much disdain for her opponent. However, if the report was accurate, she could use it to her advantage. That was a big “if” however.

Midnight went through the forest at her own pace, striding with great confidence. “Hypnosis tournament? Don’t make me laugh, I was made for this type of event. My quirk can make anyone my eternal **** with just one whiff, not that I needed it. I think I’ll do this the old fashioned way, much more exciting that way” she said as she licked her lips, her eyes glared like a predator searching for its prey. She was able to find her, in the thick of the forest. “Hmph, looks like my hero training paid off. Whether it be the thickness of the forest, or even the darkness of a cave, I’ll be able to operate no problem. The same can’t be said for my opponent. Appears she’s just a prosecutor and nothing more, this should be quite easy. One spray of my quirk, and she’ll be dancing to my tune” Midnight thought, as she inched closer to her opponent, who was unaware of Midnight presence. Midnight learned how to cloak herself with the environment when she trained to be a hero, making this a good opportunity for her. “All I need to do is get close enough, a full blast of my quirk right in her face should do the trick” Midnight said

Sae was getting annoyed, she didn’t have the experience to navigate this forest. No matter where she turned, she felt herself getting more and more lost. She never went camping as a child, so any experience in this environment is lost to her. Her outfit didn’t exactly help things either. She wore a black business suit with a black turtleneck. Her blazer's cuffs and the lower part had clamshell-like designs. Accessory-wise, she wore a necklace of a section sign (§) which references her judicial occupation earrings and a few dark hair clips were above her right ear. She has violet fingernails and wears black or dark gray high heels. Not the type of clothing that you wear to an environment such as this. Her heels kept sinking into the dirt, making movement difficult. Problems began to arise as a pink mist began to surround Sae. “What is this? I can’t seem to get out of it” Sae said, covering her mouth with a handkerchief that she carried with, but she still breathed in some of it, and felt very weak because of it. She looked back to see no one behind her, deciding to catch her breath now that the threat was gone.

Midnight smirked, able to tell that Sae was affected by her pheromones. It didn’t matter how much she breathed in, she was already hers, a simple command should break her. She managed to catch up to Sae, but remained out of sight, waiting for the moment to pounce. “Sae stand at attention!” she commanded in her dominating voice, Midnight was pretty sure if she had come out swinging with her voice, Sae would have submitted right there, but it never hurt to have insurance.

The minute Sae heard that command, it was almost as if her kind of thinking was flipped on its head. The voice was too compelling, she had to obey as she began to stand at attention, her hands by her side. “Yes….mistress midnight, command me” she said, deep in a trance. “Is this truly what you want your fate to be? A **** to a woman who believes in such an inconsistent ideology of what justice is! I don’t think so.” the same voice that spoke to Sae earlier said. Sae didn’t have any idea what the voice was, but for some reason she felt more control due to the voice. It was as if the voice was pushing the influence of Midnight out, and helping Sae reclaim control. “Who….are you?” Sae said, wanting to know more about who was talking to her, and who was helping her. “Who am I?” the mysterious voice asked, as it began to laugh maniacally. “Why I’m you of course, your deepest desires personified” The voice responded, “Your true self. Be gone with playing nice, and grasp your true self. Who needs rules, make your own rules. If others are at such a clear advantage, why not make your own advantage” The other Sae began to tempt her.

Even though Sae was having her own conflict within her mind, outside she appeared in a vegetative state. Standing at attention, her eyes are completely lifeless. Midnight smiled as she examined Sae, “such an easy target, one whiff...and you're completely my ****, just like that” Midnight began to tease, admiring her catch. “The rules state that I must get you to formally surrender, in order for me to win. So, as long as I keep you in this state...I can have all the fun that I want with you” Midnight teased. She copped a feel of Sae breasts through her blazer, as well as squeezing her ass. “I have to say Ms. Niijima, you have quite the asset for someone in your profession, being a prosecutor might be the wrong calling for you with this kind of body. Though they of course don’t compare to my own body” Midnight struck a pose, showing off her asset, just to give the audience something to keep their eye on. She clearly deserve the attention, not this uptight chick who didn’t even stand a chance against her. “It’s quite a shame really, if this is being recorded these people at least deserve a show. We were clearly far apart, skill wise, and there can be no competition with such a gap” Midnight says, holding Sae chin as she leans in for a kiss, before pushing her back. “Hm...I got it! In order to keep this going, I think I won’t end it yet. No, on the contrary...I think I’m going to break you. I’m going to **** you to submit of your own will. Not under my pheromones, it’s much more fun seeing someone get broken” Midnight said, smirking as she snaps her fingers to awake Sae from her trance.

“You have to be kidding me...she can’t actually be this stupid! She actually is going to throw away a victory, just to boast her skills for the audience” the other Sae commented, mocking the woman for such a reckless tactic. “What’s going on! Can I move yet? What’s she doing!” Sae asked, demanding for some answers, as she was unable to grasp the situation as well as her other self did.”It’s your chance, your chance to finally score a win. Will you take it?” the other Sae asked, knowing this was her last chance to actually take the woman down. Sae grimaced, she didn’t like being kept in the dark from all this. She worked hard, and she was on the verge of being made a **** to some slutty adult, who needed to grow up. No! She was not going to lose here. “Fine! Do whatever it is you do, I accept whatever bullshit you're trying to make me do, just do whatever so I can get out of here, and claim the victory” She yelled, which her other self merely smiled at. “I’m glad that you finally accepted your true self, now take the reins and expose your true desires!” her other self said, as it began to merge with Sae.

Sae now has yellow eyes, extremely thick black eyeliner and black lipstick. She still wears her earrings, but she now has a black choker with spikes and a hat that resembles an American flapper from the 1920s, with playing cards stashed behind a golden rose. She wore a revealing black dress with purple laces which exposes the center of her torso and her right leg. Her right leg is decorated with fishnet stockings and a derringer pistol and she wears purple high heels. She wears long black gloves. In addition, she also has tattoos on her shoulders and back which is a black dog's head wearing a choker surrounded by yellow roses. “This power...it’s exhilarating.” Sae said, feeling a rush of power go through her. She felt alive, as if the rules no longer applied to her. “Hahaha, no more playing by the rules. I'll make my own rules now!” she said, taking Midnight by surprise as she grabbed the woman by the arm, as shadows began surrounding her. “You thought you could win, but you got too cocky Ms. Midnight, but that’s all going to change now” she mocked, as one of her minions gagged the dominatrix. Sae wasn’t sure what Midnight was saying, but given the look in her eyes.. It wasn’t anything happy. Sae took a look at the clock, and saw that she only had a mere five minutes left. “What a shame, I would take my time if we had any...but alas work before play” she said, as Midnight continued to struggle to no avail. “Don’t worry my little dominatrix, you’ll get your time to have fun...but on my terms” she said sadistically, as she fired a wave of energy towards midnight. When the blast subsided, all of her minions disappeared. All there left was Midnight, who was kneeling in front of Sae. “Now, tell me my little pet...what are you?” she asks, holding the woman by the chin. Midnight’s eyes were empty, devoid of any life as she answered. “ I...am your ****, mistress sae. I live to serve you my mistress” she said, kissing her feet. “Heh...excellent ****, you know your place. By my feet, your overconfidence led to your demise, how ironic” Sae said, as she continued to laugh.

“AND WE HAVE A WINNER! Against all odds, Sae Niijima has emerged as the victor. Nemuri Kayama, or as she is better known as “The R-Rated Hero Midnight” has been defeated. She is now nothing more but a **** to the Prosecutor”