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 Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2014 6:30 am
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2014 12:11 pm
A tune that played was really liked and yet partially hated by the fans was heard through the PA: Another Stranger Me was 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 understand
Andrew's silhouette was now noticeable through the crimson lights as he simply walked slowly to the ring, the crowd surprisingly cheering him as loud as they could since he was known to be Blackjack's 'protégé' or by others as simply the shadow but now he might be known as Blackjack's failed prototype.
He was wearing a grey long coat with a red bandanna with long tips tied on the right arm's bicep, 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 this point but if the camera men did a close up, there seemed to be quite an interesting grin as then Andrew clapped along the way with the song's rhythm which the fans followed even though a few of them had not forgotten the things that he did. It was all to keep the wave coming since last show where Andrew openly stated his mind for the first time in a while.
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 True Crimson got to the ring with his hands inside of the jacket's pockets and a cold gaze through his customized sunglasses, dark purple as he simply leaned back in one corner while slowly taking out his coat after stepping away from the corner, trouble in his head.
And for the second time in a row, Andrew seemed to be renegading completely Blackjack's ways as the black shirt was visible but Blackjack's symbol was nowhere at all in the black shirt like it had become usual since Andrew grew to be a simple shadow in Blackjack's light, just like the last show, to send a message.
There was the Stylian Symbol with his name going through the circle in red tribal lettering resting on the back of the long jacket and also on the shirt's back, right on the middle, near the spinal area but spread to the sides in a stylish manner.
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, anger, sadness and maybe even a bit of depression went through his mind and also some personal issues in his head from beyond the industry.
But right now, there was only the path of destruction and pain in his head as maybe at this point, he would think about one simple thing: His opponent being his mentor and how much he wants to make his mentor suffer, destroying the face, the pride, the body, the mind, every piece of Blackjack.
Andrew was just sick and tired, so he was going to send a message with this match, in special to his Mentor and to those that might stand in his way back to the Crimson City Championship.
He wanted to show that he has grown tired of not being taken seriously and that his way to the stardom was soon around the corner if he did extremely good exhibits of violence, attentions may be turned to him finally.
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2014 10:18 pm
[The winner of this contest is Andrew Styles via no-show.]
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