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 Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 11:51 pm
The following contest is a Round one match in the Crimson Road To Chaos tournament and it is a First Blood Match! In order to win you must make your opponent bleed. Introducing first.....
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 8:06 pm
Deadly Sinners by 3 Inches of Blood begin to play on the sound system, fans immediately remember the metalhead of the promotion... "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! COME ON!"  The lovely Sarah Skye jumps out of the curtain, pumped and ready for action! Banging her head to the rhythm of the song, one hand throwing up the metal sign... Sarah most certainly isn't afraid to lose nor win this match... As shes been opened up quite wide once before... Though Dallas is one tough woman, but Sarah doubts Dallas has ever been in a bloody match, and little cuts don't count... "Don't walk the cold and ruthless streets
They drain the life from all they meet
The servants crying underground
Smelling mortal blood like hounds
As you crawl the sewer pipes
Deadly sinners set to strike
As you walk around the bend
You'll be dead right there where you stand" As Sarah makes her way down the aisle, the CWL fanbase are quite happy to see her, most are also throwing metal horns of their own... She gives most of them high fives, even starts a small mosh-pit with a few of the guys and girls in the front. "From Toronto, Ontario, Canada... Sarah SKYE!" The announcer said as Sarah finally slides into the ring... "Flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords
Mighty warriors with metal on their side
Enemies of metal, your death is our reward
Triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life" Sarah jumps to the ropes placing both hands on top rope and both feet on bottom rope, leans towards the crowd and bangs her head a little more. She hops off the ropes, walks to her corner and throws the metal horns to the CWL fans once more
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 4:45 pm
When the catchy tune of Voodoo Lady - Ween began to play, the crowd stood to their feet and peered over to the entrance way in anticipation. Fog began to pour onto the top of the ramp as Dallas emerged from the back. Voodoo Lady
Shakin' that stick and drivin' me crazy
Your eyes look red and hazy
Doin' that stuff that you do
Messin' me up with your voodoo She stood at the top of the ramp, moving her body along with the beat of the music. If one looked closely, her lips could be seen moving rapidly as if she was chanting. It was then that she began to make her way down to the ring, with a smirk on her face. Every so often, she'd stop, stare at a particular audience member, and chant out a few words that were definitely not English, then continue her walk with a smile on her face, leaving the poor fella/lass to wonder whether s/he was cursed or blessed. You drive me crazy with that
Boogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie
You drive me crazy with that
Boogie boogie boogie Making her way to the ring, from Corpus Christi, Texas, she is your Open the Voodoo Gate Champion....Dallas Cruuuuuuuuz! Once she had arrived at her destination, she stood on the apron outside of the ring and peered into the ring with a suspicious look on her face. Her eyebrow raised up high as she brought up a hand and stuck it out over the ropes, her lips moving as she mumbled to herself in tongue. Was she...lifting a curse or something? When she finished, her smirk was once again on her lips as she climbed in through the second and top rope then made her way over to the center of the ring. She gazed at her opponent, Sarah Skye. Dallas had her fair share of matches with this young lady and was definitely not to be underestimated. Dallas had never been busted open during a match, and she definitely wasn't planning to, especially with this match. As her music died down, Dallas handed her title over to ringside assistant and waited for the start of the match, quickly running through strategies and names of Loa she can call upon during the match for assistance.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 5:02 pm
Instead of her usual 'let's go for a lock-up' route, and since this was a special type of match where blood was needed to be drawn... Sarah wasted no time to sprint towards Dallas, hoping to hit her with a flying forearm!
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:23 pm
Luckily, Dallas never took her eyes off Sarah. She was a fast one! Dallas barely managed to side step out of the way just as soon as Sarah was close enough. She moved up a bit (facing away from Sarah), waiting for Sarah to face her and would attempted to deliver a mule kick to her gut.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:27 pm
First, Sarah crashed into the turnbuckle with her chest, she turned around holding her chest in pain, and then she took a mule kick into her gut causing her to fall to her knees...
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 10:36 pm
((auto-recover))
Sarah managed to get back to her feet, with Dallas' back still turned to her, she would attempt to dropkick her from behind!
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 8:58 pm
Dallas seemed to take a little too much time making up her mind on what to do next and it came around to bite her in the a**. She was hit with a drop kick from behind, causing her to fall forward!
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 10:16 pm
Sarah would look to wear Dallas down with a Double Leg Boston Crab! Even though it wouldn't be for a victory, you can't really move around much with crippled legs...
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 11:46 pm
Still a little thrown off by the drop kick, Dallas was managed to get locked into a Boston Crab hold. "Ah s**t!" she cried out, trying her best to get out of the hold. Looking around, she spotted the ropes and attempted to reach over to grab them.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 7:43 am
When Dallas got a hold of the ropes, the ref began counting, "ONE!...TWO!" Sarah threw Dallas' legs down to the mat... Even though Sarah normally follows the rules, there are times when she will want to break a few rules...
Though one thing was going on in Sarah's mind... 'Why exactly is the ref counting, if this First Blood match is obviously NO DQ's... What would of happened if I went all the way up to the five count?' It really didn't matter... Sarah was ready to bring out some toys... As she went outside, looking under the ring for any weapon she could find... But instead, she grabbed a trash can she stashed earlier... FULL of weapons!
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 8:52 pm
(Oh s**t, forgot it was a First Blood match. My bad. xD)
Huh...so the rope break did count? Looks like she lucked out. Anywho, when Sarah released her, Dallas remained by the ropes, rubbing her legs in order to ease the soreness that had occurred while Sarah ventured out of the ring. 'Crap...she's looking for something,' she thought, pulling herself to her feet. When her eyes landed on the trashcan full of "goodies", her eyes opened wide, "You gotta be shittin' me!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 9:04 pm
Sarah grabbed the crutch that was from her trash can, it was time to cripple Dallas Cruz... And as a gift, she will then give this crutch to Dallas to use when she is crippled!
Sarah rolled back into the ring, staying on the defense, even though she had a weapon, keeping an eye on Dallas, and the crowd began to root...
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 1:01 am
((auto move I guess))
Sarah looks to run towards Dallas with the crutch in both hands, in hopes to whack Dallas in the gut with it!
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 2:37 am
Didn't was too preoccupied with trying to find a way out of this situation that she failed to noticed Sarah charge at her and was brought back to attenion the hard way...with a clutch smacking straight into her midsection! Dallas howled in pain, crossing her arms around belly, hunching over.
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