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 Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 10:58 pm
"The following contest is a Parejas Match and is the Main Event of the evening!! This match is scheduled for one fall!! Introducing first................"
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 4:37 pm
Witchy Woman – EaglesAs the unfamiliar song began the play, the lights dimmed while red fog began to flow upwards from the ramp. Several lights and shadows began to flow around the stage, giving the illusion of spirits floating around the area. It was then that a figure was seen crawling on her hands and knees through the fog. The camera zoomed in, and the figure turned her head up to reveal the familiar face of the Dallas Cruz, a popular competitor among the fans of CWL. They cheered in approval at the arrival of their Voodoo Lady. She sat up on her knees and leaned back slightly, with a dazed grin on her face. Her body twitched and convulsed momentarily, as it some entity had entered her body. Slowly, she stood to her feet, her body moving along to the rhythm of her music. Dallas began to descend the ramp, towards the ring, her lips moving as silently muttered a chant to herself while peering at each side of the crowd. ”Introducing first....Making her way to the ring, from Corpus Christi, Texas…Dallas Cruuuuuuuuuuuuz!”When she reached the ring, Dallas slide within from the underneath the bottom rope and glanced out into the crowd, still muttering her chant. What was she saying anyways? Was it a prayer? Or was she cursing this very ring for her fellow competitors? With her smirk still on her dark painted lips, Dallas stood to her feet as her music faded and stood back to await the arrival of her partner. 
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 4:56 pm
[Would You Go With Me]
The country music hit the speakers as the witchy woman's tag-team partner was announced. Out from the back stormed the boisterous blonde Jamie Bader with his hands held in the Texas Longhorn's fashion.
"...And introducing her tag-team partner! From Palmetto, Georgia, weighing in at one-hundred and sixty pounds! The Trailerpark Predator, Jamie...BAAADEEERRR!"
The crowd boo'd as Jamie made his way down the ramp. He didn't care. It was the same song and dance every time he entered an arena. As he made his way to ringside, he paused momentarily to grab a Marshall Lee sign out of the audience. He slid into the ring and held the sign high overhead warranting him a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Once Jamie had shown all sides of the crowd, he lowered the sign and promptly tore it to pieces with a stone cold stoic look on his face. Needless to say the crowd was unhappy. He dismembered the fan memorabilia and threw the pieces out of the ring before taking his jacket off and hanging it on the turnbuckles.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2012 10:51 pm
After waiting a good while for the opponents to show up, the ringhand came to ringside and gave the referee a shrug. It appeared at that Salem and Krymzon had turned tail an no showed.
Jamie strolled over to the turnbuckle and grabbed his vest. He slipped it on and motioned for the ringhand to get him a mic. After a few seconds, the blabbering blonde was handed a microphone. He strolled to the center of the ring and brought the mic to his lips. The crowd began to boo.
Jamie looked around at all sides of the arena and waited for the crowd to settle down. With his free hand he gestured to the stage. "That's what I thought..." He spat crudely.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:10 pm
Sadly, looks like Dallas wasn't having a match this evening. Looks like she got dressed for nothing. But all was not lost. This just meant she could have a closer look at Jamie and these "qualities" her brother said he possessed. She watched him closely as he spoke, looking for enlarged canines that would commonly be found in wolf breed. She would also try to catch a whiff at his aroma to try and detect what Marshall smelled.
Maybe it was his enhance vampiric senses, because she couldn't smell a thing other than sweat and anger radiating from her partner. Now the the last test of the night: extra appendages. As Jamie would turn from her and her gaze would fall down to the back of his trunks to try and catch a glimpse of a tail of some sort.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:27 pm
As Dallas scoped out her partner, he continued to speak.
"Furthermore, why in the heck are you throwin' weak crap at us?" He then began to walk around the ring. There isn't a damn team in this company, in this industry that can take out the two of us." Jamie gestured to Dallas and then back to himself.
"Now then, why don't you big wigs in the back give us what we deserve...A shot at the titles! Whether it be a singles belt, a pair of tag-teams belts or a nice set of tri-force belts..." He paused and looked around with a smirk. "Because you know we freakin' deserve it." He turned to Dallas and dropped the mic disrespectfully.
"You can't handle this!" Jamie ran to the ropes and began to shout at the crowd. "Get in or get out!" His music began to play as he exited the arena. "REDNECKONIZE THIS!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:45 pm
Unfortunately, Jamie was moving around a bit too much for Dallas to catch a glimpse of anything. With a heavy sigh, she gave up her investigations and put it aside for another time. Though out her entire scoping, the only words she managed to pick up here "titles, tag-teams and tri-force". Those little words lit up a spark in her. If she couldn't her back her Voodoo title, the Tri-Force belts would make a perfect replacement. Shortly after Jamie left, Dallas made her own exit. Taking the time to interact with the fans on her way out as the show came to an end.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 11:59 pm
As both Dallas and Jamie were making their way out of the ring the familiar song known as This Fire Burns by Killswitch Engage blasted throughout the PA system. The fans erupted into a flurry of cheers as Kid Omega came out from the back. "Whoa, whoa, whoa," he spoke into the mic as he motioned to Dallas "where do you guys think your going?? Now from Jamie this is something I'd expect, you know the whole being a drunk inebriated hillbilly redneck, but from you Dallas I'm a little surprised that you didn't try to stop the guy." he spoke as the fans laughed with his insult towards Jamie. "Now you guys want a match right?? Well, I'm here in the back bored and even though I've already had a match I'm more then willing to go again tonight." he spoke as the fans cheered at the prospect of seeing Omega Vs Dallas & Jamie. "Now I know if its two against one I'll lose so how about we do this, you guys find another partner and me and my siblings face off against you in a Six Man Tag Match, I mean after all Jamie you did say you deserved a shot at the Triforce Gate, well my siblings and I feel the same way.
We want the Triforce Gate and you know what maybe having this match can see which team really deserves them, what do you say??' he said as the fans and himself eagerly awaited a response from both Dallas & Jamie.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 6:28 am
"I might have something to say about that." a mysterious voice said over the speaker systems. "A company, always on the run..."These words sent the crowd into a frenzy as the name "Salem Croft" was drawn out across the Titantron, written in bloody cursive across a piece of parchment. The haunting tune continued as thick plumes of smoke began to cloud the stage floor. "A destiny, oh it’s the rising sun…As though summoned by the melodic incantation, the stage came to life with flames that crackled like popcorn, a barricade of yellow, orange, and red flares that stood as a wall to those already in the ring, blocking the ramp and making the stage inaccessible as the chilling vocals rang out across the jam-packed arena. "I was born, a shotgun in my hands..."A figure ascended from beneath the stage, the shadowy visage of Salem Croft. The dark specter stood inside the flames and slowly lifted his hands, palms facing the sky. The higher his hands raised, the louder the fans cheered for the lone 'face' in this triple-threat match-up. Though he was obscured by flames and smoke, Salem's demeanor suggested he was relaxed - in fact, he actually seemed carefree as a laugh rang out from within the fiery veil. "Behind the gun I’ll make my final stand…"The tempo started to increase, not just in the song but in the heartbeats of every fan in attendance. You could feel the anticipation in the air, the excitement building as Salem started to slowly waft his hands inward, urging the crowd on as he fed off their energy. The natural high of exhilaration Anderson adrenaline sent Salem wild, and he started jumping up and down eagerly, growls and roars heard from the burning platform. "...and that's why they call me...BAAAD COMPANY, I CAN'T DENY!"Rushing through the flames, the megatron would erupt in thunderous blasts of fire as Salem's wild-eyed demeanor lit the crowd up. Drawing the microphone to his lips, he smirked down at the trio in the ring. "Don't get so far ahead of yourselves - we're gonna have us a match, alright. See...I was waiting on my partner to come out first. But since he hasn't shown...let's make this a two-on-one handicap match. I wanna see just how tough you two are."Dropping the mic to the ground, Salem bounced up and down, lumbering up as he waited with anticipation.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 7:19 pm
It seemed just as Dallas and her partner were leaving, her mentor and good friend, Kid Omega emerged from the back to stop them from going any further. She stopped in her tracks and shot a friendly smile of greeting at the man before listening to him speak. Dallas prepared to speak after he made his proposition, but another unfamiliar voice rang out through the PA system.
Moments later, there appeared this Salem Croft fellow, whom Dallas had yet to meet. Finally! Where was he after all that waiting she and Jamie had done. Dallas turned her attention to him, seeing as she couldn't reply to the two at once and spoke out. Her words were faint to the crowd, but she made sure to speak loud enough for Salem to hear. "Look, man," she began, fiddling with her long braid, "It may be a little too late. I mean, we waited, you didn't show."
As she spoke, she saw some movement behind Salem, but didn't pay much attention to it. Probably a stage hand or something. "Maybe we can try next week." Suddenly, the figure that was moving around behind Salem had finally appeared to her. It was Marshall Lee! What the hell was he doing there?
The vampire, being quite gifted in stealth, moved quietly up behind Salem with a chair in his hand and raised it up high before attempting to crack it over Salem's skull. His purpose being? He just wanted to get Dallas the hell out of there.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 9:20 pm
((Autohit >. <))
The chair shot was successful, much to Marshall's pleasure. He stepped over the fallen male towards his sister, who stared at him with a look of shock. "Marshall! What the hell was that for!?" She looked down at Salem and before she could even think about checking on him, Marshall grabbed her by the wrist and began to pull her away. "I'm getting you out of here!"
Dallas stiffened up and tried to keep herself planted mid way back up the ramp. "What for?! I can ta-" Frustrated, Marshall turned back around and gripped her by the shoulders to look at her, "Listen to your big brother! I'm getting you out of here, away from that mutt!"
After those words left his lips, he hoisted her over his shoulder (much to her dismay) and proceeded to carry her up the ramp and away from all the chaos that might spark up. As he passed Jamie, he paused and turned to face the man and pointed a finger at him, "I know what you are! I'm not stupid!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 6:03 pm
(Sorry - worked the last two weeks without a day off, and broke my finger two days ago. Still another month without a personal day, and I've been losing track of matches.)
The impact from the chair had sent Salem's eyes rolling towards the back of his head, and for a moment he enjoyed a brief reprieve from the drama going on around him as he tried to piece his rattled brain back together. However, if his assailant figured Salem the type to be put down easily, he was sorely mistaken. Shaking his head as the man argued with his sister further on down the ramp, Salem staggered to his feet, tilting his neck from side to side to stretch it. He glanced down at his mysterious attacker, oblivious to Salem's recovery. Lifting the chair, he approached the figure from behind, just as he had done once before. Once at the man's turned back, Salem would nod to Dallas, who was draped over the man's shoulder, before whistling to get the guy's attention.
"Yoo-hoo." Salem cooed, smirking as he raised the chair high for a bit of turnabout.
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2012 12:53 pm
((Kinda no-sold there, buddy. >.<))
Just as Marshall was about to spew more insults at the man that he was accusing of not being entirely human, when he heard a whistle behind him. Dallas, who had looked up while Salem was coming at them, had tapped Marshall on the back of his leg to catch his attention. "First of all, let me go...secondly...you had better look out!" How the hell did he get up from that chair shot so fast!? There's no way.
The Vampyre shifted himself around so that he faced Salem, and managed to spot the chair in his grip. Quickly, he set down Dallas and pushed himself back against her to cover her from the chair as well as to back them both away from Salem and his chair. "Heh...nothing personal, bro. Just doing my job."
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