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 Posted: Tue May 19, 2015 5:10 pm
"The following contest is for the BBW CRIMSON CITY CHAMPIONSHIP! Before we begin, management will have to spin the Wheel of Massacre!"  Weather: Thick clouds, humid.
Wind: 5 mph
Temperature: 49 degrees Fahrenheit.
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Punkology generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
7!
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 8:44 pm
Pre-Spin The announcer's voiced boomed over the sound system. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, we will spin the Wheel... of... Massacreeeee!"
On cue, a couple of crew members wheeled out the counterpart to the Crimson City Championship: the Wheel of Massacre. Instead of the usual four slices, instead there were three which read "Caliber", "Rosenthal", and "King." Some would notice that Shanahan's previous slices had been distributed around, so that no one had a massive advantage on the wheel.
"The outcome of the wheel will determine the stipulation for this match. Bernhardt Rosenthal has elected to choose an Steel Cage match, where a competitor must either climb out of the cage or obtain a pinfall or submission in order to win. The champion, J.W. Caliber, has requested the contest be a Last Man Standing match, where in order to win, a competitor must make their opponent stay down for a full ten seconds by the referee's count. General Manager and CEO Kelly King has requested for this match to be a Watch Your Step match, where the competitors will be under strict rules during the contest!"
Without further adieu, the wheel was spun...
[J.W. Caliber (Last Man Standing) - 1, 4, 7, 10
Bernhardt Rosenthal (Steel Cage) - 2, 5, 8
Kelly King (Watch Your Step) - 3, 6, 9] Post-Spin ... And as it came around and around, it finally landed on a "Caliber" slice.
"The following contest is a Last Man Standing match, and is for the Crimson City Championship!" The announcer went on, making the match stipulation official. "In order to win this match, a competitor must force their opponent to remain on the ground for a consecutive ten seconds! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 8:59 pm
The camera switched over to a backstage view as The Highlander started to play as Bernhardt Rosenthal appeared on the camera walking through the backstage area towards the ring area. Once Bernhardt was close the the entrance ramp the camera switched back over to looking at the ramp as pyro effects started going off covering Bernhardt as he walked through them with no hesitation stopping only a few steps past it as the pyro came to a stop. Once it finished Bernhardt would look back and forth through the crowd before looking straight down at the ring before punching his open left hand with his right fist causing another blast of pyro from the stage. "Introducing next from Berlin, Germany standing at 6ft 5in tall weighing in at 285lbs, Bernhardt Rosenthal!"
Bernhardt then began his walk down the ramp to the ring as the crowd gave mixed reactions. Bernhardt stopped just at the bottom of the ramp before running up and jumping onto the apron grabbing onto the top ropes before pushing them down and stepping over them into the ring. Once in the ring Bernhardt took his jacket off tossing it to a staff member ringside before looking over at the ramp waiting for his opponent to show up.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 9:10 pm
As he put the finishing touches on his entrance attire, J. W. Caliber could be seen pacing back and forth by the steps leading up to the gorilla position, getting himself psyched up for his next match. He took a slug of liquid courage from a flask in his back pocket just before tying his bandana in place, slipping on his sunglasses and climbing the steps. Cloudy and crazy humid. Ugh., Caliber thought as he got a report on the weather from the producer. Well, at least it ain't raining... " Git 'er done!" the Texan muttered to nobody in particular as he stepped through the curtain. DUM DA DA DUM DA DA DUM DA DA DUM DA DA DAAA DAAA...Well, I walk into the room
Passing out hundred dollar bills
And it kills, and it thrills
Like the horns on my Silverado grillGuitars, banjos and fiddles heralded the arrival of the South Texas Stallion as Save A Horse (Ride A Cowboy) by Big & Rich blared over the PA system. Caliber lowered his head and took a deep breath before thrusting his index fingers skyward, duster coat shifting to either side, revealing the Crimson City championship belt wrapped around his waist as he threw his head back and let out a loud Rebel Yell. " C'MON PEOPLE! MAKE SOME NOISE!!!" Caliber shouted, as he crossed from one side of the stage to the other, getting a raucous pop from the crowd before starting down the ramp and high-fiving fans on either side of the entrance way. And I buy the bar a double round of Crown
And everybody's getting down
An' this town
Ain't never gonna be the same
'Cause I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
'Cause the girls, they are so pretty
Riding up and down Broadway
On my old stud, Leroy...and the girls say,
"SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!"
Everybody says,
"SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!""Introducing his opponent...weighing in at 235 pounds, from The Big River Valley of Deep Down Dirty South Texas...the BBW Crimson City Champion...he is the South Texas Stallion...J. W. Caliber!"And I don't give a dang
About nothin'
I'm singin' and bling blingin'
While the girls are drinkin'
Longnecks down!
And I wouldn't trade ol' Leroy
Or my Chevrolet
For your Escalade or your freak parade!
I'm the only John Wayne left in this town!As he reached the bottom of the ramp, J.W. took a lap around the ringside area, posing for pictures with the crowd while his theme continued to play. Once he got back around to the ramp, the cowboy walked up the steel steps and stepped between the top and middle ropes to enter the ring, quickly unfastening his belt and scaling the ropes once he did so, holding the gold high for all to see. Pulling the bandana from his face, Caliber tossed it into the crowd before he hopped down and removed his sunglasses and Stetson, handing them over to the stagehand at ringside with his shirt and duster coat following right after. And I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
'Cause the girls, they are so pretty
Riding up and down Broadway
On my old stud, Leroy...and the girls say,
"SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!"
Everybody says,
"SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!"
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 9:16 pm
Bernhardt was waiting in the corner during his opponents entrance rather unimpressed as the bell rang to start the match. Bernhardt would crack his neck a bit to start to energize himself for his first title match before rushing right at Caliber attempting a few right hands aimed straight at the head of Caliber.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 7:07 am
Just as soon as the champion's gear left his hands, Caliber found himself under attack! A pair of quick and heavy right hands hit their mark and rocked the drunken cowboy before he could get his bearings.
As the third punch was about to land, the Dirty South Outlaw showed signs of finally being on the right page when he ducked, right before attempting to launch a left-right combination to the challenger's ribcage, and, if successful, J. W. would look to follow up with a hard knife-edge chop!
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 4:08 pm
The left and right combo slowly knocked Bernhardt back as the chop echoed causing the crowd to "Woo!" to it however Bernhardt recovered from the chop pretty quickly and would look to get his own offense in by attempting a hard knee aimed right for the gut of Caliber.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 5:27 pm
Ungh!
Bernhardt's knee drew a grunt from the cowboy as he doubled over from the impact!
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 7:10 pm
Looking to press the advantage he has Bernhardt would look to Irish Whip Calbier over to the ropes and if Caliber came back on the rebound would look to take him down to the mat with a big boot attempt.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 12:24 pm
Shortly after getting kneed in the gut, the Dirty South Outlaw found himself getting launched toward the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. As he came back off the rebound, Caliber would attempt to catch Bernhardt in the knee with a hesitation dropkick!
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 7:57 pm
The dropkick hits dropping Bernhardt down onto all fours causing him to catch himself for a second before trying to get back up to his feet.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 8:54 pm
"YEEHAW!", Caliber shouted as he popped back to his feet, to the delight of the crowd. The Crimson City Champion would wait for his opponent to bring himself up to his knees before attempting to deliver a series of stiff kicks across the big man's chest!
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 9:04 pm
The stiff kicks connected causing some grunts from Bernhardt but not really doing much besides preventing him from continuing to get back up to his feet leaving him in a bad position.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2015 8:04 am
THUD
YES!!!
THUD
YES!!!
THUD
YES!!!
After a few good, stiff kicks landing across Bernhardt's chest, J. W. backed up a bit, appearing as though he was winding up for a big roundhouse kick to the head, which is the traditional finish to that spot...of course, the cowboy had other ideas. Caliber intended to change things up a bit as he attempted to level the challenger with his patented Lone Star Lariat while the taller man was cut down to size.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2015 7:30 pm
The lariat connects driving Bernhardt down to the mat leaving him in a bad position in the early goings of this match.
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