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 Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 7:24 pm
EEW FTW Championship Match
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:32 am
[Introducing the challenger...]
Get ready to feel ... My V8 Power
We see a girl with purple hairs speaking on the tron as Finger Eleven - Paralyzed starts to play. Christina then jumps out of the entrance, holding the X-Treme championship in her hand. She runs to a side, where she raises her title to the reaction of her fans. She stops, then runs 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 free hand in front of the title before approaching the ring.
[...Born in Vancouver, Canada, standing at six feet tall and weighting in at two hundred and five pounds, she's the EEW X-Treme Champion: Christina Parks!]
She walks on the ramp and rolls in the ring, and get on her knees in the middle, where she does the rock sign to the crowd. She jumps on a turnbuckle and raises the belt one more time, then starts flexing her muscles. Then she waits a second before jumping off the turnbuckle. She approaches from the opposite corner and does the same thing before going in her corner, giving the belt to the referee in exchange of a microphone.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:54 am
Christina: Hello London!
The crowd responds with some cheers.
Christina: Woo! That's what I'm talking about!
She takes a pause, looking at the audience that started a "Christina" chant.
Christina: I know 2010 started a while ago, but I didn't feel the impact of the new year until now. For over two years, I was sidelined, considered not good enough, put in situations I could've lose my job and I could go on and on with everything that happened to me here, but I know you're not here to hear somebody moan about her bad faith.
The referee didn't leave the ring yet. He had her belt in hand and she asked to get it back. She had it in one hand, the microphone in the other, looking at it while she was doing her speech.
Christina: And all of a sudden, my career here took a 180 degree spin and made its way out from the bottom of the barrel. For the first time, I had a chance. That chance, I just couldn't let it go and I did what many dream of but only a select kliq can do: Put my hands on a championship here in EEW! Not just once, but TWICE!
And she raised the title up as the crowd went into cheers.
Christina: And tonight proves that this little baby was just the beginning of a great race, as the race to One Night Stand kicks in, I have the chance of becoming a double champion tonight against EEW's pimp, Bryan Bain. Th--
The crowd interrupts her to let go some boos.
Christina: I,m not the only one to hate him apparently! But like I was saying, Bryan Bain is the one who chooses the stipulation for tonight's match, as part of the FTW rules. What he could come with was bugging me and not just a little bit until I said to myself "Christina, he controls what he puts you in, but YOU can give an extra motivation to knock his fancy words down his throat along with his teeth". And this is why tonight, the FTW championship is on the line ...
She took a dramatic pause as she put the X-Treme title on her shoulder and looked at it for a second.
Christina: And so is the X-Treme championship!
WHAT? She was putting her title on the line in a match she does not even have to do it? That was making no sense, but it is true to say Christina was on a roll lately, and she may have something in mind by doing this.
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 7:31 pm
Just as the music blasted over the PA, the lights flashed to the beat of the music and a two pillars of smoke shot up into the sky from the stage, then suddenly from the back smoke bellowed out and engulfed the top of stage. Bryan walked from the back with his trademark furcoat and FTW Title. If it slung over he's shoulder and dusted it off and smirked as he made his way down the ramp, ready for his match. Bryan rushed up the steps and into the ring through the ropes. He climbed the closest turnbuckle and raised his title high into the air with an arrogant smile. Then Bryan hopped from the steel post and removed his furcoat and accessories. He then handed the ref his title, warning him that if he didn't take care of it he be bustin' some a**. The ref raised it to the air showing to the crowd that it was on the line before he handed it to a stagehand. As the ref handed the title to the stagehand, and was about to call for the bell, Bryan was handed a mic and began to speak before the ref could start the match.'Whoa, whoa, whoa buddy. I think your forgetting something. Before you start this match I got to inform you, Christina and everybody else what the match stip is. So if out further adieu... Tonights match... Is a Strap match! And Christina... If your not too familiar with it. This match will have us strapped together at the wrists. Where the only way to win, is by dragging your opponent's limp, lifeless body to all four corner.. So if you think you female frame can pull my exceptionally amazing male body to all four corners, I'd gladly let you try sweet thing." Bryan had a cocky smile on his face as he stared across the ring at Christina. He then tossed the mic out the ring and waited for the bell. Once the bell sounded Bryan began to circle the ring measuring up his feminine opponent.
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