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 Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 1:50 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 1:03 am
Ladies and gentlemen!
Boys and ghouls!
Step right up!
Behind this curtain lies a ghastly concoction of..
Delight! Horror! Fantasy and terror!
Your every wish is our command!
Your every whimsical desire brought to life!
But I'm warning you..
There's always a price!
Welcome to the greatest show unearthed!The Greatest Show Unearthed by Creature Feature played throughout the arena after it had gone dark. Something you think wrestling fans would grow accustomed to. Well some did, but it was still fun to play along wasn't it? Anyway the big old titantron cycled through many, many match highlights of the two as the song played on. All the while a ring of fire had flared up center of the stage and two people rose up. They stood back to back until the platform came to a stop, then they both stepped out of the circle and began the trek down the ramp. "Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Matt Draven, she is the Witch herself.....Claire Hawkins!The duo walked down the ramp, Draven a bit more gingerly considering he had already been through a match already tonight. Once they had reached the ringside area Claire walked up the steps and ducked into the ring, her coat trailing behind her. Matt on the other hand, stayed outside of the ring and merely walked around, High fiving some of the more excitable fans in the front row. Back in the ring, Claire stood in the middle of the ring looking out at the crowd. Slowly she held her arms out in front of her, one wrist on top of the other in an "X" formation, and when she flung her arms out to the side pyro shot up from the ring posts in what was both a dazzling and yet startling display! Once that was done, she removed her coat and moved to the ropes furthest from the stage. hHere she would then wait for her foe. 
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 1:44 pm
[ Personal Jesus - Marilyn Manson ]
Out from behind the curtain emerged the two time champion of BBW, Marshall Lee, with that pretty title of his around his waist and his sister trailing behind him. The male sibling seemed oddly cocky despite what had happened at Spring in the Ring. He didn't know if he should be concerned that his a** was laid out or if he should be grateful he left that night with his title. It was mostly the latter, it seemed. As long as he still kept his gold, getting knocked the hell out was something he'd do again if it meant winning.
Dallas, however, was rather unnerved by the whole ordeal and it showed by the rather serious look on her face. Though, she pushed that aside for the moment. Instead, she choes to focus on her brother's match tonight with someone they both held with such high respect.
And her opponent...Making his way to the ring, accompanied by the Voodoo Queen, Dallas Cruz, from Corpus Christi, Texas, weighing in at 225lbs...He is the BBW TV Champion...Marshall Lee!
Patting his lovely title around that gorgeous toned waist of his, Marshall nodded towards Dallas, motioning for her to follow after him as he proceeded to make his way down the ring, taking his time to interact with the fans. This of course, consisted of giving out some high fives and blowing some kisses to some of the adoring ladies.
Dallas followed after him, her lips moving and mumbling as she looked back and forth on either side of her, smiling sweetly at the fans. As to what exactly the Voodoo Queen was mumbling, it was hard to tell. Was it a curse for Marshall's opponent or a blessing her for half brother?
Marshall approached the ring and hopped onto the ring apron, posing and show boating for the audience as Dallas climbed up the steps. Marshall sat on the second rope, pulling up the top one while he did so to allow Dallas to climb on it before following after her.
Once in the ring, he would continue to show boat, climbing up on the ring posts to pose and smirk out to the crowd, while Dallas' hazel eyes looked around. She eyed the referee, all four sides of the ring, even to Commentator Guy and Commentator Troy out at ring side. Her gaze was enough to make those that were under it nervous. Then again, who wouldn't be squirmy under the gaze of a voodoo queen who 'allegedly' summoned Death?
Marshall's music began to fade out, meaning it was time for the match to lead into the beginning. He moved away from the ropes and towards his own turnbuckle to prepare for the start of the match. He motioned for Dallas to unstrap his title from his waist, to which she did so without being asked twice in order to keep with her while her brother went on to compete.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:37 pm
Well this was certainly going to be an interesting match. The Vampire vs the witch with the Voodoo queen outside? Talk about a war on two fronts! She was going to have to contend with both the psychical realm as well as an onslaught from the spiritual one as well? That's harsh. Nonetheless, Claire moved forth from her position near the ropes as the bell rang. Now in the center of the ring, Claire offered to lock up with her larger foe. Time to see what she could do in order to....vanquish this monster tonight.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 6:39 pm
Marshall motioned for Dallas to take her leave, which she did so without having to be asked twice. The queen took her place out at ringside, holding Marshall's title in her hand while her brother moved forward the minute the bell signaled the start of the match. He accepted Claire's headlock, keeping a moderate pressure into the hold, before attempted to perhaps shift into a side headlock.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 8:10 pm
Claire was soon placed into a side headlock and things were underway! She needed to do something before Marshall thought about caving her skull in! However she only had a few options open to her, because trying to over power him was quite simply out of the question. So she had to try something else. So, with not much else to do, Claire attempted to plant a few forearm shots just below Marshall's ribs!
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2015 1:14 pm
Marshall held onto Claire, keeping his arm wrapped around her head and neck, but didn't realize this only was a minor inconvience. She still had her hands free! And in result, he felt a few sharp jabs into his ribs from her forearm. They were annoying at first, him trying to ignore them to follow through with a transition. But the more she hit him, the more painful it became until finally, he was heard grunting in discomfort before releasing his hold and shoving her, not too hard, away as he reached for his sore ribs.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2015 9:06 pm
Claire took several steps back from the force of which Marshall had shoved her However she was not to be deterred! She quickly closed the distance and attempted to clock Marshall in the head with a flurry of forearm shots! ATTACK!
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2015 5:41 pm
Fiesty little thing she was, that Claire Hawkins! Just as Marshall had shoved her away, here she came again with forearm shots to the head! Those things really hurt! What the hell was her arm made of? Adamantium? With each hit, Marshall would take a step back until he felt himself being pressed up against the turn buckle.
However, he wasn't about to let his opponent cave his head in. The moment he saw an opening, he would dash fowards towards her with his arm outstretched, looking to try and knock her down with a clothesline. "Enough!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 12:53 pm
Claire brought her arm aback, ready to fire off yet another forearm shot, but instead ended up eating an explosive clothesline! Which knocked her down to the canvas with some force! Well so much for that.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 8:16 pm
That ought to stop her for a bit. Marshall took the time to recopperate from the forearm shots, rubbing at his tender ribs and aching head. He let out a deep breath, muttering out "Why are the hot ones the violent ones?" Marshall would look down at Claire before looking back up to the crowd, giving them a smirk as he ran his hands through his hair to smooth back his dark locks. His admirers gave a bit of a hoot in approval, which only seemed to spur the cocky show off even more. Raising his arm up, he would attempt to elbowdrop Claire, bring his weight down onto her chest.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2015 4:54 am
Thanks to her opponent's inability to keep focused, Claire was able to regroup enough to roll out of the way of the cocky champion's elbow drop of cocky championness! Seriously though, Claire was still very much feeling the effects of that clothesline and was thus unable to get back up to her feet as quickly as she normally would have. Which meant that, unless Marshell had a really low pain tolerance, missing an elbow drop wasn't going to keep him grounded low enough for her to take advantage. Which meant that they were quite possibly back to square one of this match.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 4:42 pm
Unfortunately for Marshall, he had spent a bit too long being a cocky showboat, as when he had dropped down, his elbow collided not with Claire, but with the hard ring canvas instead. He let out a loud hiss in discomfortable. Not knowing exactly where Claire had rolled off to, he figured it was best not to stay down all too long. Ignoring his aching elbow, Marshall quickly went to scramble up to his feet, turning to face his opponent who had the same idea.
Well, wasn't this familiar? Not bothering to waste anymore time, Marshall would reach out for another lock up attempt, where he would then try to follow up by backing Miss Claire up towards the turnbuckle closest to her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 5:40 am
Marshall come towards with his arms up, clearly intending to force her into a lock up, but Claire decided that wasn't the best game for her to play. Therefore she ducked down and darted underneath her opponent's left arm and ran to the ropes behind him. As she rebounded back the Witch would look to leave her feet and attempt to slam her left forearm into Marshall's head with a flying forearm smash!
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2015 2:31 pm
The quick Claire managed to duck and slip away from Marshall, disappearing over his arm. He could hear her stomps as she ran behind him, and just as he was turning to face her, her forearm colided with his head yet again! She was really looking to knock the sense out of him! Marshall's hair ruffled about as his head was knocked sideways, the vampire stumbling against the ropes.
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