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PostPosted: Mon May 12, 2014 9:58 pm


"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the BBW Championship! Introducing first..."

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PostPosted: Wed May 14, 2014 11:13 pm


"The following contest, set for one fall...is for the BBW CHAMPIONSHIP!"


The fans roar as rain pours down, many fans choosing to brave the rain then miss out on this match. Its humid, sure, but the rain is really helpful. It makes sitting there in such climate more bearable. Fans anticipated Metallica's "Turn the Page", but heard no such thing. It was just silence for a bit. Where was the champ, or the contender? Man, hopefully something would tip them off soo-

OOOOO WAH AH AH AH!


There it is. The fans stand up on their feet and all look to the stage, many, MANY boos with few cheers emanating as Disturbed's "Down With The Sickness" hits outta the speakers. Jarel Damone, the Dragon, back in BBW?! After everything that happened?! The fans who are die hard BBW-ites are booing so loudly, its almost like they would rather spend a day with Hiro then even see Jarel again.

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me
(Will you give in to me?)

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me


Suddenly, popping out from the back...came the BBW Champion, Hiro! He wasn't dressed in his normal attire by any means...it was the attire that was normally worn by Jarel Damone!

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The Champion stood on the stage, raising his title high up into the air as the music played out, fans really laying into him with boos. The Embodiment of Hatred began down the ramp, laughing maniacally at how much heat he got for this stunt. His first title defense in this company, and he chose to come out as a reminder of the companies biggest problem since it's inception. Hiro reached the ring and slid his way in, the rain helping him do so with relative ease.

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You ******** get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me


Hiro springs up to his face, a spotlight capturing the amused expression on his face, as well as the small scars and one large one that took over almost half of his face. He walked to a turnbuckle and pulled himself, bringing the BBW Championship up above his head for all to see, and for all to envy. Footage played over the titantron of Cartwright, Hiro, Andrew Styles, and Blackjack's meeting earlier in the evening. The fans booed even more, feeling betrayed by the Englishmen, all because Hiro brought the hate out in him. The champ leaps off of the turnbuckle and ribs away the vest and shirt, revealing more scaring on his body. His nose was still barely healing from being broken twice in a weeks span, so that was one thing the champion had to look out for.

"Introducing first, from Tokyo, Japan...Weighing in at 240 pounds....He is the BBW World Champion...The Self-Proclaimed "Most Hated Man in Wrestling History", HIRO!"


Once again, an extra layer of boos just slathered all over. Hiro walked to the ring announcer and ripped the microphone from him, taking it for himself. The music died out.

"I wish to dedicate this Championship match to "The Dragon" Jarel Damone. For whom without, none of this would be possible."


Hiro slams the mic back into the announcer's chest, stepping back into a corner and holding up his belt as the fans boos continued to take center stage. Look at them, eating right into Hiro's hateful hands.

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PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 12:04 am


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                                  Fresh off his massive promo that he had aired earlier on in the night, Damon Pierce had little to say to anyone. Everything that he felt needed to be said, was felt fully through his vocals and how he presented himself through the promo. Damon figured with his promo alone, he painted a huge target on himself with how he practically threw three people under the bus, well, two in a half seeing as he didn't disgrace Xavier too much. But not only did he paint a target on himself, he made it known that he wasn't interested in tag teams or factions. Had no indications of teaming with people. Might have made a reference to a newly united mentor and student team that he insulted, and overall proved that he isn't the kinda' guy that'll take shortcuts. Mostly just shooting from the hip and stating that he wasn't a big talker, but changed that persona just for the sake of a single promo. That way he could follow with the trend of those and still keep a specific mystique about him. And uncomfortable mystery or enigma about his attitude.

                                  His attitude tonight in particular? Confident. Confident, mildly cocky, overall relaxed. However, that doesn't mean that he'd take his match tonight against 'Mr. Embrace the Hate' lightly. On the contrary, he'd play directly into the palm of the guys hand. Embrace the hate huh? Damon liked that. What better way to show his strengths and destructive nature than to display that through cold and calculated in-ring performance. Could display an evolution of Damon's truly dominating nature, or could end up just being a complete 'hit and miss'. Regardless, Damon wasn't missing much in the means of a loss of fanbase or 'stock'. The locker room wasn't a popularity contest, it was purely business. You went out there, you busted your a**, you get your paycheck and you go home. Except when it comes to the big leagues such as BBW. In this case, you don't go home. You travel the continent and wrestle in new states every week. Every week is a new location and every location is a new weather or atmosphere change. It can be a b***h at times.

                                  Damon already had his eyes glanced on the television screen in the 'gorilla position' behind a dark-covered curtain. Apparently the crowd did not favor Hiro at all seeing as he was pulling some cruel trick on them it seemed. Donning the outfit of another wrestler, music and all. The boos from the crowd nearly rivaled the sound of the thunder roaring and the rain that fell down and pelted the stage and ramp. The ring itself had to most likely slippery as hell seeing as it was a canvas. Still the one thing that Damon still couldn't get out of his head as what the announcer had said prior to Hiro pulling his stunt of impersonation. The following contest, set for one fall...is for the BBW CHAMPIONSHIP. No matter how many times Damon allowed himself to think it was a fluke and he was not supposed to be in the position he was right now, he still felt it necessary to uphold that sense of confidence. A confidence that borderlined cockiness, but displayed true natured honest emotion. Damon wasn't going to go easy tonight on Hiro by any means.

                                  Waiting for the music of Hiro's falsified entrance to end, Damon was prepared to make his way to the ring. As generic as it was, Damon wasn't utilizing any means of police cars or audience related entrances today. No. Today was going to be different. Why not try something different just to see how he felt about it. Only a good thirty second gap would stall from the fade of Hiro's music to the start of Damon's as Damon himself would wait for the main part of the song to increase in tempo before walking out appropriately. The feeling of rain pour down upon his blonde hair was something of a refreshing feeling to him. Rain always soothed him and as he made his way out of the curtain and towards the top of the stage, he'd stop dead center. Water bottle clutched in his left hand and gaze fixated unphased upon Hiro in the ring. His right hand would uncap the water bottle as Damon tilted his head back and took a long swig of the refreshing water, while rain droplets splashed off his facial features. Keeping his eyes closed for a few more seconds, Damon relished in the feeling.

                                  "Making his way to the ring. From Cleveland, Ohio. Weighing two-hundred pounds.. Damon Pierce!"


                                  After a good minute or so, Damon would tilt his head back down and start to walk forward towards the ring. Another swig of water would be taken as he walked and soon approached the ringside. Damon now doing his typical routine of stalking around the ring while keeping his eyes on Hiro in the ring as if toe mark the ring as his territory. His domain. His yard, if you would. Maybe not his yard yet, but it would be over years of success and the uphill battle of being a wrestler. Setting the water bottle down on the steel steps, Damon ascended the steps to the apron and kept his arms at his sides. Making sure that Hiro knew who he was going to be facing before stepping through the top and middle rope. Making his way over to his corner and assuming his typical stretching routine, Damon could tell that the mat under his boots were indeed rather slick. This would make for an interesting turn of events for sure, especially the act of running. Regardless, Damon would await the start of the match as he shook his hands at his sides and kept his ears attentive to the sound of the ring bell.

                                  IHaveNoGF
PostPosted: Thu May 22, 2014 11:32 am


Hiro stood across from Damon, his entrance and the reaction he received for it still fresh in his mind. Thats all he thought about, the hate he was able to absorb from it. He was gonna use that tonight. Hiro runs on hate. The ref looked at both men as Hiro handed over the BBW Championship. The official for this evening raised high into the air as the fans roared, ready for tonight's main event.

The bell was called for soon after, and things were ready to get underway. Slapping his hands together, Hiro cracked his smirk which blended into his fresh permanent scar on his face. He knew that he was gonna be facing...someone new, tonight. By no means a vet and still quite green, Damon Pierce got lucky and made his way to the main event. Hiro doesnt like Damon...but he really doesn't like anyone. There is just people he dislikes....and people he hates. Its safe to assume that before this match is over, Hiro was going to hate Damon, and hopefully, vice versa. The BBW Champion was looking to not be his usual technical self here tonight, as he figured a less technical approach could throw his opponent off. Stepping off to the side, Hiro held his hand on the top rope and walked up and down his side of the ring, ready for action to start.

HiroShinMozas

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PostPosted: Fri May 23, 2014 12:35 pm


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                                  Unamused to say the least, Damon simply kept a blank stare on his face as his eyes kept note of Hiro's actions. The bell had sounded, but it would appear as if Hiro was taking his time to initiate a close-in of a lockup. That, or planning his first attack. Whatever that may be. Half-lid eyes maintained focus on Hiro as Damon started to round the interior of the ring himself. Nearly copying Hiro's movements without the grab of the top rope. It was until a full rotation that he was mainly tired of this awkward, in-ring ballet bullshit of sorts that he would stop and start to head to the center of the ring. Indicating the sign for a lock up and keep his his arms extended properly for one, but having something else in mind. Perhaps if Hiro did accept the lockup or would close in to reciprocate, Damon would attempt to catch the guy off guard with a kick kick to the gut. However, if Hiro was smarter then that, Damon would have to keep his focus on how Hiro would initiate an attack.

                                  IHaveNoGF
PostPosted: Sun May 25, 2014 5:04 pm


Hiro WAS indeed smarter than that. He anticipated it. The challenger always goes first, always. He caught Damon's leg and looked to spin his leg around to bring him back first. If he could, the champion, within seconds, would aim to bring the challenger down with a ZigZag, one of Hiro's mastered moves!

The fans were quickly getting behind Damon regardless, if anyone else was world champ, they'd be fine with it! However, they just dont learn. That...That fuels Hiro quite a bit.

HiroShinMozas

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PostPosted: Mon May 26, 2014 10:44 am


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                                  Figures. The master of hate seemed to always have a gameplan in accordance to anyone he faced. In this case, even if it was something that Damon had never done before, Hiro saw it coming. How? Who the hell knows. Regardless, Damon was left hopping for a second or two before his leg would be spun around. Having to catch his footing with a quick stomp on the ground, Damon's body was still in the twist of the spin which had Damon wasting a second or two to regain his composure. A second not wasted on Hiro's behalf which proved to be advantageous as Damon was quickly dropped on his back with a quick ZigZag. Such an impact move within the first seconds of a match? Quite unlike anything Damon's used to. But he'd have to make note of that while he recovered from the stun of such a fast paced starting maneuver.

                                  ImmaNiceGuyDateMe
PostPosted: Wed May 28, 2014 8:24 pm


Hiro, knowing that being forced to sell such a move early probably infuriated Damon, went for a cover right there. The ZigZag is a big move but not one that Hiro uses as a finisher or even a signature, its just a move he was lucky enough to find use for early. Maybe, just maybe, the BBW Champion was gonna win this match right here and now.

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PostPosted: Thu May 29, 2014 12:17 am


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                                  Upon rolling around on his back a bit, the high impact move certainly did wonders to wake Damon up. If that's how the champion was going to play, then that's how Damon would cater to the match. Screw it. Not more then an arm's length away from the nearest bottom rope, the BBW Champ thought it wise to go for a quick cover on Damon. A cover.. that would easily fall short. One count, and a shoulder up. Not a weak shoulder, but one with force. That, followed by a quick roll out of the ring and a showing of frustration on Damon's face. So, the big guy wants to try to get one over that fast? Damon doesn't think so. Little does the BBW Champ know, Damon's got a present in store for the guy. It'll just have to wait for the opportune moment.

                                  Cphiro
PostPosted: Sat May 31, 2014 7:27 pm


Hiro was so 'surprised' to see have Damon kick out. The BBW Champion rolled away from Damon, getting back up to his feet rather quickly thanks to rolling momentum. The force behind the kick out...the frustration on Damon's face...Haha...Hiro loved it. No one in wrestling could wrestle angry. Nothing can be done while angry. You go out there, you think you're big, powerful, your anger makes you a badass and you can do anything...but it's not true. It knocks people right off their game. More often than not, they make a fool out of themselves. Their ability becomes sloppy, they trip up running, they cough while trying to make a deep, growly voice.

Hiro's the exception. Born into hate, molded by it, and still surrounded to it to this day, Hiro's evolution played out live in front of the fans and fellow wrestlers over the past five years, they watched him act like a fool who blamed others for his issues...To a man who was possessed by hate and didnt blame others for it, but thanked them for fueling it. Love...Love is something Hiro DIDN'T need. It would hurt him at this point. He could read people, and all the ink spilled upon Damon Pierce's pages dried out to spell "hateful rookie". The BBW Champion stood on his feet, his blood thirsty and stained grin being illuminated by the lights. Rain was still coming down hard.

The fans began booing, and Hiro just took it in, as he always did. When will they learn? Perhaps cheering Hiro and booing his opponent would be a good idea. That would affect the actual tide of the match. However, they wouldn't be smart enough to do that, no. Hiro HATED Damon Pierce. He didnt like that he was defending his title against this man. "You're a piece of s**t, Pierce." Hiro called out. He spat in the direction of Damon but missed as he rolled out of the ring. The BBW Champion didn't follow after him. He much rather would watch his opponent heat up outside the ring. The ref started to call for Damon to come back in...but of course, he didnt have to. It was no count out or DQ, after all.

HiroShinMozas

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PostPosted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 10:17 am


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                                  Damon had heard Hiro, little petty call towards him, but spent it no mind. No, why would he? Hiro figured that if he was going to take Damon out of his game, it would be through aggravating, over-angering and driving Damon to the point of blind fury. Well, Damon had more to prove then some BBW Champion. After all, who was it that beat Dion in the Last Man Standing match? Damon. Who was it that left Leroy Brown broken in a bed of broken tables? Damon. Who was it that nearly broke Xavier's ribs from a spear sent through a table and barricade? Damon. An accomplishment and a feat that he didn't see Hiro having the capability of repeating. Once you break someones streak, that's it. You could beat the man again in his same match, but it's nowhere near as monumental as the first ever streak break. That was something that Damon had going for him until the day he died. Hiro didn't 'Slay the Conqueror'. Hiro didn't topple the 'Pillar of Justice'. Damon did.

                                  How was Damon going to approach this match straight from the get go? Who knows. Hiro felt it necessary to break the mold of a starting momentum by firing out his power moves early. Damon would have done the same, but no. Damon's smart. There is no ridicule in starting a match and progressing it the right way. Firing all your best moves and signatures from the get go? That's how you catch flak. If this guy expected to keep that going? Hiro would be buried in criticism and flak. Damon would laugh. So the guy thought that Damon was a piece of s**t? Classic. Damon simply kept a smirk on his face. Yes, he was still circling around the ring and looked over at the announcers tables towards the chair leaned against the barricade behind the time keepers area. However, he wasn't going to play into Hiro's hand. Sure, he'd let whatever hate and anger fuel his moveset. He wasn't going to be engulfed in his hate. He wasn't a Hiro 2.0. Hell, he was still green and making a name for himself. But no doubt, he wouldn't let Hiro off easy.

                                  Leave it to the referee to want Damon back in the ring. Additionally, leave it to Damon to not care about what the referee had to say. Damon simply waved his hand as if brush off the referee out of his face and made his way towards the nearest set of steel steps to ascend them. Looking Hiro dead straight in the eyes as he walked up all three steps and took mind of the fact that rain was starting to collect and cause the steps to be slippery. The rain itself was starting to pick up and rain droplets continued to slide down Damon's face. So what would Damon do now, simple. He'd step between the top and middle rope to make himself go back inside the ring and think about his options. Did he have a pair of brass knuckles in his pocket? Absolutely. Did he always have a pair of brass knuckles in his pocket? No. But he was proficient with them. Enough that he would use them to beat Hiro into shape once the opportunity projected itself available. For now, Damon would close in on Hiro expecting a lock up or strike. But having to be prepared regardless.

                                  Cphiro
PostPosted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 1:33 pm


Damon rejoined Hiro in the ring, and the Champion quickly ducked out through the ropes to the outside as he did. Hiro walked backward, he fans booing intensifying and heating him up with the strength of an industrial sized microwave. The champion smirked at Damon, his eyes starting to get wide. "You want my champion? Come and catch it." Hiro said, as he put out both arms, backing up to the time keepers area where his title stayed. What was the BBW Champion doing? His first title defense, and it was like he didnt even want to fight! Did he really dislike Damon Pierce this much?

HiroShinMozas

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PostPosted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 1:47 pm


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                                  This wasn't even serious. Damon was almost mentally expecting more out of Hiro, but so far was experiencing one hell of a let down. Take away from the fact that Hiro got one good shot in. Damon didn't see that coming. But for Hiro to immediately duck through the ropes and run over to the time keepers area like a scalded dog? How unorthodox. Needless to say, Damon foreseen this as a goading and ambush in the making, no doubt. Damon knew the chair was over there, among other things that Hiro could easily have on him, or snuck into the time keepers box prior to the event unfolding. Where Damon could be led, was a deathtrap. However, Damon knew this is what would get a reaction regardless. Rolling his neck and thinking to himself temporarily, Damon ultimately made the choice to walk over to the ropes and step between them to touch his feet on the ringside padding of the floor. Having his own smirk on his face, Damon would watch Hiro as Damon himself tossed the apron over the side of the ring as if he was going to fish for a weapon. What better way to even the score.

                                  Cphiro
PostPosted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 8:37 pm


[The winner of this contest via pinfall is Hiro Shin-Mozas.]

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