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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 10:39 pm
The following contest is a Singles Match, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first.....
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 11:27 am
"It's time to AMAZE!A loud voice sounded in the CWL arena! A voice not yet heard before in CWL, but a voice that was indeed memorable! After competing in many feds, it was starting to become clear to nearly everyone in the arena that The Amazing One was in the building! You're unbelievable - ble - ble - ble - ble ble - ble - ble - ble ble - ble - ble - ble"Now that's AMAZING! As Unbelievable by Thousand Foot Krutch began to blast throughout the CWL arena, a voice could be heard during the guitar rifts(at about 0:18 into the song)! The same voice as the first one! People suddenly began to boo, but there was also a few cheers. Odd. After Justin's promo earlier tonight with Dallas, not many people liked Justin now. But there was still some who believed in what he was saying. Emerging from the back and onto the stage was The Canadian Standard, Justin Amaze! With a new theme that was introduced at EWA's Dementium, Justin kept his same attire, stop on the stage with his red shades and hat turned sideways. He wore his Canadian shirt proud as he looked out into the crowd. Shaking his head at all the boos he was receiving. Hardly any of them believed in his words and actions, but he was ready to prove them wrong, once again. Proving people wrong wasn't new to Justin, as he had done so all his career. It's how he made it to where he was today. He began to make his way down to the ramp, catching a cheering fan on the way. Justin stopped and noticed that the fan had all his attire, except the glasses. Justin walked over to him and put his glasses on the fan! However, even this nice gesture meant nothing to the booing fans. Justin shook his head again, patted the guy on the back, and began his way down to the ring again. Check the method when I constantly flow, No joke like the pronto, loud so, John Doe up in his condo in Toronto, Can hear the way foot comes down, Just to give you the run down, Krutch be droppin' it, daybreak to sundown, When the smoke clears, Who you think'll be standin' there? Grippin' four mics, Swingin' the cords up in the air"Making his way to the ring, from Saskatchewan, Canada, weighing in at 270lbs, he is The Amazing One, The Canadian Standard, Justin Amaze!"Justin neared the ring and slid in under the bottom rope, pushing himself to his feet right after. Once on his feet, he slowly turned his head, looking around, disappointed. He walked over to a corner and climbed up to the second turnbuckle. He took his hat off and raised it, and his fist, into the air! He didn't receive the cheers that he wanted, instead, he was looking down at a bunch of people booing him, the odd couple people cheering him. Believing him. That was good, as Justin's words and actions were not false. He tossed his hat into the ring, but a nonbeliever caught it, and chucked it back at Justin. Catching it, Justin pointed at the person and said something, before aiming his at towards one of his fans. Bulls eye! He took his shirt off and seemed to be looking to throw it into the crowd as well, but stopped. He knew it would just come flying back at him. So instead, he hopped down from the turnbuckle, dropped down and rolled out of the ring, and handed it to a fan in the front row. Good to know his merch. was going to people who deserved it. He then slid back into the ring. Like cowboys, We be rockin' the territory in this rap game, 'n' CHRIST blessed us with the octane, The same name, Who created the world in seven days, Will change ya life, you'd be amazed, Man, don't trip, we goin' carry on with the function, Krutch preparin' the power punch 'n'
(Chorus) The things, you say, Your words will never push me away, The things, you say,... You're unbelievable,... you're so unbelievableHis music faded and now the booing and cheering crowd was all that could be heard. Justin stared down at the stage, adjusting his wristbands, and waiting for Dallas Cruz! 
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 11:30 am
The lights dim slightly as an edited version of Headstrong by Trapt begins to play. The first few words alone echo throughout the arena. I see your motives inside, decisions to hide Dallas emerges from behind the curtain just as soon as the chorus begins to play, donning her title proudly over her shoulder. Back off I'll take you on Headstrong to take on anyone I know that you are wrong Headstrong we're Headstrong Back off I'll take you on Headstrong to take on anyone I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong I can't give everything away I won't give everything away Making her way to the ring, from Corpus Christi, Texas, standing in a 6'1, she is your current Open the ___ Gate Champion....Dallas Cruuuuuuuz! Dallas smirked as she listened to the ring announcer announce her as the new champion. She still needed to rename the belt, but thanks to a no show from Cain, she was "Interim Champ". But then again, since when did she care about winning fairly, a win's a win in her book. Reaching the steps, she climbed into the ring between the first and second rope and planted herself in the middle of the ring, holding her title up high with both hands and turning herself so all sides of the arena could bask in her glory. Making sure to keep a distance from Justin, she made her way towards the ropes and handed her title to the ring assistant, along with her coat, then made her way back to her corner of the ring.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 2:32 pm
Justin kept his eyes on Dallas as she made her way out and down to the ring, the championship in hand. However, Justin knew she could carry that title around, and boast all she wanted, she wasn't completely the champ. She couldn't even give the unknown belt a name. Justin didn't move as she got into the ring, clearly stating that he wasn't intimidated by her. As her music faded and she walked back into her corner, Justin chuckled and did the same.
DING! DING! DING!
The bell sounded and Justin was.. not so quick on his feet? He took a step forward and stopped. Staring across the ring at Dallas. Was he trying to intimidate her.. or deep down, was he intimidated?
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 8:08 pm
Dallas watched Justin take a step forward and...try to stare her down? She wasn't going to lie, it was rather unnerving, to say the least. She took the time to eye her opponent. There wasn't much of a height difference, but there was definitely a difference in muscle. Oh boy...this isn't going to be easy.
Dallas took a few steps forward herself. "You just gonna stand there?", she taunted, her cocky smirk still smacked onto her lips.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 8:35 pm
Either Dallas was trying to piss Justin off, or she was just running her mouth. Didn't matter, it mattered not to Justin as he too, gained a smirk on his face. He began to move forward more, offering Dallas a lock up!
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 9:16 pm
A lock up, aye? If he wasn't larger than her, she'd accept. But there's no point in trying to out do something him in strength when she knew it wouldn't work out in her part. Dallas would pretend to accept, but right when Justin was close enough, she'd attempt to strike at his face with her forearm.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 11:54 pm
Justin knew about the muscle difference, which is why he was confused that she was going to accept the lock up. A trick? Indeed, and he was caught by it, as he took the forearm to the face and took a couple steps back!
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 8:48 pm
So far so good, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. Dallas would then attempt several kicks to Justin's legs. Maybe she'd luck out and take him down. If not, then at least it was a start.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 12:41 am
The first kick connected which caused Justin to bend over and grab a hold of his leg. Hey, what you laughing at? At least he wasn't pulling a Peter. The second one also connected causing him to lift his leg off the canvas. Then the third kick connected and caused Justin to drop down to one knee! Bowing before a woman? s**t son!
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 12:53 am
Aha! She successfully brought her bigger opponent down...on one knee, but still down. Dallas reached out to slap Justin upside the head just to be a b***h before attempting an enzuigiri.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 1:03 am
Oh! Hell nah! That did not just happen! ...
Booker: "That did not just happen! Tell me, that did not just happen!"
... Justin was being slapped around by a woman! Holy hell! Justin then looked up at Dallas. "You little bit-" KNOCKED THE ******** OUT! The smack from Dallas' kick echoed throughout the arena as Justin dropped onto his face!
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 1:17 am
Oh man, was this going to Dallas' head! Picking herself up after the kick connected, she took the time to showboat a little, gesturing to Justin on the ground then pointing to herself to further rub in the faces of the audience that she did, in fact, take him down. That smug smirk seemed to be permanently branded onto her face.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 1:24 am
A cocky b*****d she was, but she was going to pay for it. While Dallas was busy showing off her ego, the motionless Justin began to stir, and then slowly roll over to the ropes. Rubbing his head, Justin would try to use the ropes to get to his feet before Dallas could keep on the attack.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 1:32 am
Once her ego fill was complete (for now), Dallas turned to see Justin using the ropes to aid him on getting back to his feet. She made a mad dash towards him, attempted to hit him with a big boot to the face. Let's just hope she didn't miss.
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