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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 6:06 pm
Ladies and gentlemens, please welcome... "Get ready to feel...My V8 Power!"We see a girl with purple hairs on the tron and we hear an engine noise as Crazy b***h from Buckcherry starts to play. Christina then jumps out of the entrance, then walks to a side as she points the fans and jumps. She stops, then walks to the other side and do the same thing. She comes back to the middle of the entrance ramp, hit the floor with her hands and makes a C form with her arms approaching the ring. From Wichita, Kansas, standing at 6' tall and weighting in at 205 pounds: "The American Muscle Babe" Christina Parks! She walks on the ramp and rolls in the ring, and get on her knees in the middle. She jumps on a turnbuckle and points the crowd, then starts flexing her muscles. Then she waits a second before jumping off the turnbuckle with a frontflip. She then asks for a microphone as she starts speaking Christina: So, This is what they call PWG! I guess it was about damn time I come to their ring! I'm here to make an open challenge to any guys who think has balls enough to take on me.She drops her microphone, then stands in themiddle of the ring, waiting for a challenger.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 4:14 pm
But You Should Know These Colors That Your Shinin' are
SURELY NOT THE BEST
Colors That You Shine!
The cruiserweight runs out from backstage and leaps into the air, slapping his face. He adjusts the goggles on his head and then the goggles on his eyes. He jumps once in place before running down the ramp at full speed, sliding into the ring. He gets up and bounces off the ropes, back and forth. The LTL Threat scales to the top rope, looking out at the fans, and then jumps back in a backflip, landing on his feet. He jogs to the other side of the ring, climbing up to the top of the turnbuckle again. He turns around this time and executes a shooting star flip, landing once again on his feet, before taking off his coat and pairs of goggles, revealing a black t-shirt saying simply; "Get Raped"
Vince Caputo grabs for a microphone and looks at the "woman" in the ring.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 4:20 pm
Lifting the mic to her lips Lillian prepares to introduce Christina's opponent for the night. Introducing now... From Bronx New York...Weighing in at 140lbs and standing 5 foot and 8inches tall....DRAGONA! So whats the craziest thing you've done lately? Crazy angel by Kill Hannah picks up through out the arena as a female runs out onto the stage jumping around and pumping her fists in the air. Finally slowing down she locks her eyes onto the women in the ring and sets out at a dead run. Bending at the knees Dragona leaps into the air and landing on the apron solidly, sliding between the ropes Dragona pulls a mic from the pocket of her black cargo pants lifting it to her lips. Well Christina, im not a guy... Dragona hops up sitting on a turnbuckle. But i certainly have the ball to take you on. What do you say to that?" The crowed roars as Dragona lowers her mic and waits on Christina's answer.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 4:29 pm
"Well wait a second!" The cruiserweight says. "She asked for a man to come out and face her, and there aint no better man than the Little Threat." Vince speaks into his mic, toying with one of his pairs of goggles.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 9:01 pm
Dragona looking very bored rolls her eyes, lifting her own mic.
"Exactly...Little threat...." Dragona leaps down from the turnbuckle, and proceeds to step into Vince's face.
"I think Christina would like more challenge then a cruiser weight male. Because as you may soon find out, this dragon has claws and she will rip your face off."
Taking a small step back she looks around at the crowd and listening to the pop leans back into the corner waiting for Christina to decide, or Vince to react.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 8:29 pm
As NWO played in the arena Vamp appeared in the ring whoa, whoa, whoa the only person fit to face her is not a cruiserweight, not a fake dragon, but "the hitman" a hardcore icon, and the leader of the hardcore world order Vamp. Christiana you and I have unfinished business to settle but screw it lets have a fatal four way how about that.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 9:41 pm
Glancing lazily around at the three others in the ring, Dragona shrugs and nods. "Why not, more people to shred." Tossing her mic down Dragona crouches ready for a fight.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 2:42 pm
((first of all, jmfactor, could you PLEASE stop bringing what happens in a guild to another one? What happens in a guild, stays in that guild))
Christina: A Fatal Four-way you want? A Fatal Four-Way you'll have!
With that said, she drops her microphone and rushes to Vamp, going for a hard dropkick to the face.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 4:54 pm
Vamp got caught off guard by the dropkick
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 11:34 pm
As Christina and Vamp battle it out Dragona turns to Vince with a manacle grin before leaping at him in a spear called, dragons tail.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 2:21 pm
Vince jumps over Dragona as she spears at him, hoping that she gets hung up on the ropes, like a set up for a 619.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 9:22 pm
Instead of getting caught up in the ropes, Dragona adjusting quickly dives through the ropes grabbing onto the bottom on jarring her back on the apron as she hits. She grimaces in pain, but a sadistic smile plays across her face. Letting go she drops to the floor ignoring the dull thud in her back. Leaping back onto the apron she shoots up onto the top turnbuckle springing at Vamp with a hurricanrana.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 3:51 pm
Vince rolls into the corner.
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