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 Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 5:36 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:24 am
A bit of a pause came after ??? theme ended. The crowd was settling down, and what felt like majority of the crowd waited in anticipation for the champ. AFI - Head Like a Hole Suddenly the intervals of guitar strums started up, the lights flickering to the beat. The crowd started to get on their feet as Xavier X stepped out from the curtain, more energetic than last week. He took a few moments to survey the crowd. Then as the song approached the pause he looked down at the BBW World Championship strapped around his waist, hitting it twice with his fists. . The pause hit, and Xavier then threw his arms up in an X, letting out a big roar as explosive pyro goes off on the sides of him of the stage. He held the pose for a couple of seconds before throwing his arms down, starting his walk down to the ring. As he walked past the fans he would be yelling at each side, getting them, as well as himself, pumped up for the match. Announcer: Weighing 204 pounds; he is the Bad Blood Wrestling WORLD CHAMPIONNNNN....XAVIER.....X! Xavier walked to the steps near the ramp and made his way to the ring. He stepped through the ropes, taking off the Championship from his waist. Raising the title with both arms, he walked to each side of the ring. Xavier backed to a corner and waited for his opponent.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2015 6:13 pm
[ Personal Jesus - Marilyn Manson ]
Out from behind the curtain emerged the now titleless, Marshall Lee with no pretty title aorund his waste and his sister trailing behind him. The male sibling didn't sport that usual grin on his face. In fact, he seemed rather disappointed and upset. To which, he had every reason to be. His match with Hiro and Seita was a disaster, not at all ending how he imagined it would. Marshall was angry, and it showed with that solemn look on his handsome face.
Dallas seemed to sense her sibling's discontent, choosing to bring the scarf she wore as a hood up a bit more over her head, almost as if to hide her own disappointment from the crowd.
And his opponent...Making his way to the ring, accompanied by the Voodoo Queen, Dallas Cruz, from Corpus Christi, Texas, weighing in at 225lbs...Marshall Lee!
It sounded so odd to hear the ring announcer say his way without calling him the TV champ. Marshall scoffed in dismay, before nodding for his sister to make her way up the steps as they drew near the ring so he can follow in suit.
Climbing up on the apron, Marshall did not show boat like he usually did. Instead, he slipped into the ropes, pacing back and forth near his corner. Dallas leaned in to whisper something into his ear, something that Marshall simply shook his head to.
Marshall's music began to fade out, meaning it was time for the match to lead into the beginning. He instructed for Dallas to leave the ring, which she did so without being told twice. Now was not the time to test the patience of her vampiric brother.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2015 8:00 pm
These two had faced each other before, to which Xavier was a victim. He watched as the former TV Champ entered the ring, in quite the serious tone. Marshal Lee might be even more dangerous with the anger. Xavier started to move towards the center of the ring, in a ready position, watching his opponent.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 7:06 pm
The bell run, signalling everyone the match had begun. Marshall watched Xavier move forward towards him, to which he followed in suit. These two were no strangers, and Marshall knew better than to discount him despite being a victor over him. That just made his opponent much more determined to come out on top, surely.
Marshall made his way forward to meet Xavier, his arms reaching up to challenge him to a lock up if he were to accept.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 10:09 pm
Xavier reached his arms up, and faked a shot forward in hopes that Marshall would shoot forward as well. Xavier would drop under Marshall and look to catch him with a quick School Boy!
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 9:44 pm
Marshall leaned forward, but instead of meeting with Xavier, he was met with...oh god damn! He was rolled up into a school boy quicker than he could blink! He could hear the ref drop down to count the pin, but the now alert vamp quickly kicked himself out of the pin. Marshall would roll away from Xavier, giving him a look that obviously read "Sneaky, sneaky!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 9:46 pm
Xavier was pushed off by Marshall, rolling away to a crouching position. He had a smirk towards him, the reaction test was passed seemingly. Xavier then started to stand back up and move around the ring.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 10:08 pm
Marshall climbed back up onto his feet, running his hand through the locks of hair falling in front of his eyes. As his opponent circled around the ring, Marshall did the same before moving forward once again for yet again, hopefully, another lock up. This time, if Xavier were to accept, Marshall would try to shift things over into a headlock.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 10:13 pm
This time Xavier accepted the lock up, but Marshall had the faster reaction and Xavier was put in the head lock. X would look to counter this by attempting to move to put Marshall into a Top Wrist Lock, trying to push him down to the mat by the top of his arm.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 10:39 pm
With his wrist locked up, Marshall began to feel the pressure on his arm to force him down onto the mat. To try and prevent himself from being brought down, he would begin to circle Xavier before attempting to perform a front roll, stand and try for a counter wrist lock.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 10:44 pm
Xavier was countered, Marshall's moves putting Xavier into the wrist lock of his own! Xavier remained in the hold, trying to think of a counter as he endured it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:53 pm
Marshall smirked a bit cockily, as he was known to do when things began going his way. With Xavier's wrist in his hold, he would simply continue to apply pressure, wrenching his arm as long as he can. As he did this, he was sure to up the show boating. He would look to either sides of the ring at the crowd, tossing them his signature sharp toothed grin.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 7:05 pm
With Marshall's showboating, Xavier had plenty of time to come up with a plan. With a roll of his own to relieve the pressure, Xavier moves in forward to try pulling the near leg of Marshall for a single leg takedown, and try a Spinning Toe Hold, something he hasn't done before.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 7:56 pm
Showboating never ended well with Marshall. Why couldn't he just flaunt his awesomeness without getting his a** handed to him? Oh well! Marshall turned back to focus on his opponent just as he performed his roll before feeling a pull at his leg. "H-Huh!?" Down he went before being wrangled up into a spinning toe hold!
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