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 Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 10:30 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and will determine the winner of the Sanguine Invitational! Whoever wins this contest will be able to declare a shot at one of the three championships! Introducing first...
Weather: Clear.
Wind: 3 mph.
Temperature: 53 degrees Fahrenheit.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 11:41 pm
A tune that played was really hated by the fans now since that hateful speech on last show happened was heard through the PA: Another Stranger Mewas heard as the lights went all crimson red, Andrew Styles was nowhere to be seen as of yet as the song just kept playing. A seed of doubt
It exists
And it grows
A glimpse of life
From somewhere deep within
Awake and understandAndrew's silhouette was now noticeable through the crimson lights as he simply walked slowly to the ring, the crowd booing him as loud as they could since he simply told them to ******** off in last show in nicer words. He was wearing a grey long coat with a red bandanna with long tips tied on the right arm simply flowing as he walked towards the ring on his red soled black shoes and his pants were simply black with an inverted red cross along the right leg, not a care in the world, no gesture or emotion as of yet just like always by now until he simply rose his arms in the air and showed his two middle fingers to the sides while laughing loudly, the crowd just erupting with boos, jeers and simply hate for The True Crimson.. Is there anyone else here?
Somebody screaming
Please help me
Let's find out now
That I am not dreaming
Welcome to my damnation
Here it comes the real me
The ex-Crimson Champion got to the ring with his hands inside of the jacket's pockets and a cold gaze through his purple tinted glasses as he simply leaned back in one corner while slowly taking out his coat after stepping away from the corner and his glasses were soon to follow after the jacket. Announcer introduction: Introducing first....From Montreal, Canada, weighing at 210 pounds, The True Crimson. Andrew Styles!!''
His music faded out after he stripped himself off his jacket and glasses at the signature part: ''Another Stranger Me'' as he awaited for the opponents for tonight to come, this was sure to be a great night to fight and there was a real lot in stake for him to let things to chance, he was sure aiming to be an innovator, first Crimson Champion, first Sanguine Invitational Winner and if fate allows, maybe something else in the future perhaps.
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Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2014 8:29 am
"Where are the people that accu-se me?
The ones who beat me down and bruise me?
They hide just out of sight; Can't face me in the light.
They'll return but I'll be stron-ger!"Fireflight's "Unbreakable" hit the sound system a few moment's after Andrew's theme faded out, causing a short murmur of confusion throughout the gathered crowd. After all, it wasn't exactly a song the BBW fans were used to. But the confusion was quickly changed to applause and cheers as soon as they noticed that BBW's resident brawler, Brody Robinson, was cutting through the fans gathered at ringside, shaking hands and high-fiving anyone with an outstretched hand. He hadn't seen fit to dress up for the occasion, sporting his usual t-shirt-open-fingered gloves-jeans-flat-bottomed sneakers combo, which played hell on the camera men trying to pick him out from the crowd. As he reached ringside, however, they caught sight of him, the design of his shirt for the night, and his usual excited smile as he hopped the barricade in time with the chorus. "Gotta learn to dream again! Take me where I've never been!
I wanna go there. This time I'm not scared!
Now I am Unbreakable! It's Unmistakable!
No one can touch me.
No one can stop me!"Finally on the pads at ringside, Brody wasted no time rolling himself into the ring and getting back to his feet. Throwing a quick thumbs up and grin to Andrew as he walked, he entered one of the empty corner and stepped up to the second rope. He tapped his knuckles together before throwing both skyward, trying to get the crowd excited and grabbing a quick pop for his efforts. After dropping his arms and clapping in approval, he jumped down from the rope and spun around to face the center of the ring. As his music wound down, he started pulling on his gloves and stretching out his arms and neck, waiting for the other two opponents to show while the announcer did his duty. "From Zanesville, Ohio, weighing in at 265lbs. Brody Robinson!!!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 7:02 pm
 A fter what felt like fourty eight hours without Ryuu showing up for his match, a gentle breeze wafted over the audience bringing with it the strong scent of rusted iron. The PA system squawked and then began playing a memorable piano melody. "Blood" began playing, and someone in the audience launched a beach ball into the air. It fell quickly, obviously full of liquid, only to crash and explode, sending a splattering of blood over the audience near the wrestler's entrance. Blackjack quickly emerged onto that entrance, bowler hat pulled low over his eyes so that only his eccentric grin was visible. His wounds from the last PPV seemed to have recovered nicely. He held his cane in one hand, and a bundle held against his body with the other arm. He rested the cane against the bundle and pulled the bowler off launching it into the bloody crowd like a frisbee.
Walking with his cane, Blackjack strolled down the aisle to stand outside the ring. Looking up at his three victims he grinned and walked first to Andrew Styles' corner. He pulled loose a part of the bundle and hung it from Andrew's ringpost. He grinned up to his opponent and winked, then walked on to Brody Robinson's corner next. Again he took a bundle out from the group of them in his arm. Again he hung it from Brody's ringpost before finally moving on to Ryuu Sakamoto's corner. Despite the lack of it's occupant, Blackjack left another bundle on the ringpost before finally moving into his own corner. He pulled his jacket off and set it aside, then reached into his bundle and pulled from it a pair of brass knuckles. He made a extravagant display of slipping one on after the other. The bell rang with a loud,
DING
DING
DING!
Blackjack nodded to Andrew and Brody, "Thought I'd give yah droogs a parcel, I like a bit of a fair fight." Then without any further preamble, Blackjack charged at Andrew ready to throw a series of loaded punches for the fresh man's pretty face.
Blackjack's bundle: two brass knuckles
Andrew's bunle: 1 bodybag
Brody's bundle: 1 bodybag
Ryuu's bundle: 1 bodybag
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 8:06 pm
The silence after his entrance was long enough to lull Brody into a sense of misguided boredom, to the point that the unnervingly cheerful piano that signaled Blackjack's appearance caused him to noticeably jump in surprise. He calmed himself down as Blackjack made his way around the ring, only moving to grab the parcel the terrifying gentleman had left on his post. Brody immediately knew what was inside, and an embarrassed smirk took it's place on his face when Blackjack revealed his set of knuckles. You see Brody, knowing his strengths in the ring, already had a set of silver-plated knuckle dusters in the pockets of his jeans. So what was he supposed to do? Wear both sets? After all, he didn't want to seem rude....
However, as soon as he was about to make a joke about the situation, Blackjack charged at Styles, no doubt with bad intentions in mind. Tossing the parcel over his shoulder, Brody ran forward and tried to intercept Blackjack's offense with a hockey-style bodycheck to knock him off course and, hopefully, off his feet.
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 11:27 pm
Andrew had already been set as the target by Blackjack, the jokester that seemed like he wanted to say that his opponents were trash by giving them the weaponry for the destruction, Andrew did not take it at all.
But he had been alert for the time being, never giving away too much trust as he already aimed to do a head-on charge of his own towards Blackjack, but careful, if he gets hit by Brody's tackle instead of Blackjack, it would be awful.
So he would be feinting the charge to make a swift roundhouse kick happen and with the speed, the impact would probably be greater, that is if Blackjack was not hit by Brody first, of course.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 7:51 am
When Brody crashed into Blackjack who was focused solely on Andrew, it knocked him down, sending him down at an angled trajectory from his original course; crashing down to the mat, where he would recover somewhat gracefully with an awkward somersault. Unfortunately for Brody this would leave his head in the approximate location that Blackjack's had just been, their matching weight being enough to cancel out his momentum.
After his sloppy roll which happened more by luck than any noticeable skill, Blackjack would quickly return to his feet, only to find himself behind and to the right of Andrew. Thinking quick he'd again charge Andrew, this time with a hard uppercut aimed for his kidney!
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 11:12 am
This would mean that...oh hell, his kick would connect in Brody's head instead of Blackjack's...oh ******** his kick connected on Brody, most likely because his kick is not controlled to a simple hit and run but a cut through and now he got caught by Blackjack in the kidney which made him let out a small howl of pain.
He tried to retaliate with an elbow of his own on Blackjack to fight him off and now, all the fair and square stuff is out of question...Oh well, so much for playing right man for once.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 4:54 pm
As Blackjack stumbled back from the hit, Brody immediately tried to turn around and give Andrew a snappy comment. Something like 'You owe me one' or 'He went down like a sack of potatoes.' Instead, he was met with Andrew's foot. The foot to face contact caused a loud crack that echoed slightly through the arena, and Brody's entire body twisted from the hit. He fell down to one knee out of necessity, and barely stayed off the mat by stabilizing himself with his right arm. The kick knocked him for a loop, and it was going to take a second for him to re-calibrate his head.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 5:12 pm
Andrew's elbow came back after the kidney punch, catching Blackjack in the shoulder before he could move in and launch Andrew into a German suplex, as he had planned. He staggered back into the ropes, leaning into them to give him some rebound. Blackjack may be a rookie, but he understood a match with an extra opponent, and one that could show up at any time, required him to be even more aggressive than he usually would be. That line of thinking was dangerous for Andrew and Brody, for a man who starts the match off with loaded fists, his escalations were going to be as near to lethal as company policy would allow.
With his weight against the ropes, Blackjack used them to launch himself at Andrew, aiming to plow over the smaller man with a very stiff latriat!
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 10:43 pm
( Work got crazy again. Sorry 'bout that! ) Let's break it through! We can do!
Kesshite wo sorezu!
Idomuu! Jiyomuu! Hikari wo tomete!
Naked truth, naked soul!
Terashidase![ And the final participant, from Tokyo, Japan by way of Venice Beach, California! ]
[ He is the Sexy Strong Stylist .. ]
[ RYUU SAKAMOTO!! ] The backdancers were in full swing and they parted ways to allow the Sexy Strong Stylist to burst through the center of formation! All business tonight with little time to sing and dance, Ryuu shed his extravagant ring attire in midstride and tossed it into the crowd! His timing, though a little late from some technical difficulties, was impeccable for an opening in the action! Arriving at ringside, Sakamoto sprung onto the apron and watched Blackjack go at Andrew for the lariat. Regardless of the outcome of that maneuver, Ryuu waited for its completion and gripped onto the top cable. Exploding off his feet and bending his knees in, he looked to plant both feet against the top rope and take to the air for the springboard. Soaring through the air, he looked to dive onto Blackjack with both feet extended forward, aiming square for the man's chest!
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 12:59 am
Andrew Styles, being smaller, he ducked from the lariat while aiming for a low knee dropkick to make Blackjack fall flat and if that worked, the True Crimson would already aim to do a maiming Clover Leaf Leg Lock out of the blue, wanting to put his vengeance on Blackjack totally fast.
Still he was partially sorry for knocking down Brody like that, pure accidental but now his life-line of defense would be out to get him sooner than later.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 7:44 am
The motions of the three active wrestlers happened so fluidly choreographers couldn't have planned it better if it were a Disney musical. Blackjack threw a lariat at Andrew's head, Andrew, channeling Neo, ducked the lariat that was coming at him from behind like it were just a handful of bullets fired by Agent Smith, leaving Blackjack wide open for the springboard missile dropkick from Ryuu, who like most women getting ready for a night in a strangers bed, decided to be fashionably late. At the same moment that Blackjack was floored by Ryuu's kick, Andrew soared over head, his own dropkick hitting open air. Apparently seeking to recover from the embarrassing missed dropkick, Andrew got right back up and went for Blackjack's legs trying to tie them up into a cloverleaf, clearly hoping to do some damage.
Blackjack who was winded didn't know Andrew was coming until he started wrestling with the man's legs, but Blackjack wasn't going to give in that easy, not so soon into the match. He'd kick and squirm forcing Andrew to burn more energy locking the move in than he should, while allowing Blackjack the time to suck in the breath that had been knocked out of him.
Meanwhile Brody was taking a knee very stoically, apparently brooding over taking a kick to the face. The goth teens suddenly started liking him that much more.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 8:36 am
Having regained his faculties, Brody pushed off his knee to get back to a standing position, before turning around to see what he'd missed. Apparently Ryuu had entered at some point, and had knocked Blackjack to the ground, maybe? And perhaps Andrew capitalized on the vulnerability with the Clover Leaf? Brody was legitimately confused, but he knew his next course of action. Acting under the assumption of 'an eye for an eye', Brody whatever distance there was between himself and Andrew, before attempting to hit him in the head with a heavy right hook.
Sure, he'd probably be letting Blackjack free but hey, it's not like that's the first mistake Brody had ever made in the ring.....
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2014 8:45 am
Andrew sure went through an embarrassing moment previously as then he locked in the Clover Leaf Leg Lock, Blackjack's struggle was really making Andrew work up more and more energy as Andrew simply got knocked off Blackjack by Brody's right hook which made him stumble through the middle rope and to the outside seeing that he was near the ropes while applying the Clover Leaf.
Predictions correct, Brody would be targeting him more often now after than accidental roundhouse kick and now Andrew was trying to recover from that right hook and at the same time, he rolled under the ring, something in Andrew's min d none the less and also this was a safe strategy.
Even though there were a lot of things under the ring like chairs, light bulbs and a lot more into mankind's imagination right now, it was really dark underneath the ring, so, he could not see much of his surroundings, only a little light from where he rolled in and underneath the other three areas where he could get back out to the sight of the other wrestlers and the fans.
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