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 Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 10:48 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 3:05 pm
Tsuyoku nareba naru hodo Nani no tame ni chikaraTsukau beki ka Judge ga Juuyou ni naru sa (Kimi jishin no)Furikazashite Kyoufu de Subete te ni iretara… (Machigau na!)Inoru hito no Nakami wa Tada no egoist (Sou darou?)Sono shunkan Nomikomareru Dark side no kiken na yokubou POWER to TEARER Kokoro no tsuyosa Tattaima Tamesareru tokiHakaisha wo shugosha ni kaeru Sono negai de controlPOWER to TEARER Saa tenazukero Taiko kara tsuzuku chikara woSono karada ni matou no nara Kuu ka kuwareru ka no missionWow… POWER to TEARER Itsumo toori Onnaji houhou ja itsuka wa (Kangaero)
Oikomarete Tomadoi Sonogo dou suru? (Nigeru na!)Ichi ka bachi ka Saigo no shudan Tamesu toki darou Kiken wo okashi POWER to TEARER Idomu no naraba Kasuka demo Hikari wa aru saSeigyo funou na genjitsu mo Chance wa aru minogasu naPOWER to TEARER Nejifusete miro Abaredasu Michi no chikara woJibun no mono ni dekita toki Tsugi no stage ni yukeruWow… POWER to TEARER Mune no naka ni aru Negai ya yume wo kataku tsuyoku mamorun da Korekara kimi ga susumu Mirai Miushinau naPOWER to TEARER Kokoro no tsuyosa Tattaima Tamesareru tokiHakaisha wo shugosha ni kaeru Sono negai de controlPOWER to TEARER Nejifusete miro Abaredasu Michi no chikara woJibun no mono ni dekita toki Tsugi no stage ni yukeruWow… POWER to TEARERWow… POWER to TEARER The lights flickered out, flicking back on, a spotlight shined in the middle of the ring, as raining white and gold feathers fell from the sky from the spotlight. A lone couch sat, with the man known as Kujaku sitting on it. Adorned in a white and gold mask, he flipped his feathered boa to the side. Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to introduce myself. Hailing from her Majesty's Royal Court. I humbly make my BBW debut match. I stand in at 6'8' and weigh 300lbs. I am the Excellence of Elegance, the Masked Peacock Kujaku. with his words, Kujaku reclined on his couch with a smug look on his face as a servant served him a drink awaiting his opponent.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 1:46 am
The ring the lights went out, leaving everyone in the dark. Literally. Slowly Blue Stahli's Anti you began to play and blue and purple lights began to flash as the crowd waited. Faster and faster the lights flashed. Somebody was going to have a stroke for sure at this rate!
Another command to succumb
To sucking you off with a smile
A vanity culture like a congregation
Identity dogmatism
The image is always in style
Stroking the ego with media masturbation
Conditioning to canonize
Gospel of this vox populi(E)
Force feeding
Misleading
I'm burning the alter
And I'll pass right through
Erasing
Debasing
I want to be the Anti You Suddenly laser lights flashed and rotated during the entrance, never staying in one spot for long. Matt slowly walked out onto the stage and crouched down. His face and body paint glowing in the black light. He was at center stage when the music picked up and Matt suddenly jumped up to his feet and fireworks shot up and out towards the ring! The lights went back to normal and Matt made his way down the ramp on one side, high fiving fans and walking underneath ladders in order to get the crowd pumped. "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the Suicide Saint...............MATT DRAAAAAAAAAAVEN!"  Upon making it down to ring side, theBBW crowd at a fever pitch for the young man, Matt grinned and walked up the steel steps. However, once he got to the top he paused. With a huge grin, he hopped to the floor and jogged along the barricade, once again high fiving fans. Much to their delight! Anyways, after making that trip all the way around the ring, he slid into the ring and quickly got up to his feet. He then sprinted across the ring and jumped up onto the second turn buckle, where he threw his arms out wildly before bringing his hands up with his signature hand gesture. He then climbed down and repeated the taunt at each of the corners before standing with his back to one of the open corners.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 9:53 pm
As the camera panned to Matt Draven and his entrance, the ring crew was removing Kujaku's couch from the ring, and sweeping up the feathers. Though it was BBW the home of hardcore, that couch could be used in the match but... Not this time around.
"By the end of the night, my elegance will make you cry...." Kujaku proclaimed as the bell rang
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 1:12 pm
"Good luck with that." Matt merely said with a grin as this match began. His opponent was a big guy, standing at 6' 8" and weighing a whopping 300 pounds. Which, as it turns out, wasn't the most annoying thing about him. However that was neither here nor there and Matt moved around the ring, a spring in his step as he eyed his opponent. As if sizing him up.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 10:07 pm
"Luck is for the unskilled...' Kujaku merely retorted as he attempted the good old fashioned collar and elbow tie up, and if successful would attempt to out power Matt, transition the tie up into a head lock!
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2015 12:14 pm
Matt, who was clearly the smaller of the two, darted underneath the big man's right arm and got behind him. Matt then attempted to leap up and plant the soles of his boots into Kujaku's exposed back with a pretty impressive standing dropkick!
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2015 2:34 pm
This Matt Draven was quicker than Kujaku had anticipated, and he was drop kicked in the back. Staggering slightly but not falling down. He paused for a moment. 'You dare soil my outfit with your dirty boots...' the Elegant Peacock said coldly, as he removed his jacket, giving it to a ring aid. his back now adorning a vest of sorts, but there were visible scars running along his back, and arms. 'So be it...' he turned to face his adversary.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2015 12:49 pm
Matt, who had already gotten back up to his feet by the time his opponent had taken off his jacket, "Sorry about that." he merely retorted with a shrug as he continued to grin. Clearly he wasn't sorry about that. What a jerk. Anyway now wasn't really the time for fun and games, because by the look in his opponent's eyes game time was over. Way, way over.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2015 1:07 pm
"No worries, you'll be paying either way....' a smug smirk adorning the Elegant Peacock's face. However, as a shout out or rather a tribute to a conversation he had earlier. He held up his hand indicating a pause, hoping that Matt Draven wouldn't go on the offensive. Raising his hand up slowly, he snapped a finger. the lights flickered off as a spotlight shined on Kujaku.
Tapping his foot to an imaginary beat.
He gave an elegant dance, as multi-colored feathers descended upon the ring.
"Kujaku has feathers, THEY ARE ALL FOR KUJAKU!
MINE MINE GIMMIE GIMMIE"
A samba beat kicked off when, as he danced collecting all of the feathers.
He gave an explosive pose, as feathers exploded out of his hands from what he caught. 'VIVA FESTIVALE!"
He huffed, as the lights flicked back on, the ring now cleared of feathers. While it was completely out of character, it was apart of the show, it was about entertaining the masses.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2015 12:44 pm
Well he couldn't really compete with that, and in all honesty he had no desire to even want to. Not that he had anything against feathers or dancing, but this was a match here in BBW and his opponent had pretty much expended a bunch of energy and distracted himself. He wasn't about to pass up on such a GOLDEN opportunity! Making sure to keep himself within the shadows, which wasn't hard since the entire had gone dark in order for the spotlight to shine, Matt ran at Kujaku from behind and attempted to send him out of the ring with yet another dropkick to the back!
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2015 3:00 pm
It seemed everyone was assuming that doing the same move twice in a row would be effective. Kujaku experienced this elsewhere, and it didn't work. Much like BBW where it wasn't going to work here. Kujaku quickly spun around out of the way of Matt Draven's Jewtactic Drop kick and would attempt to give the Self Proclaimed Suicidal Daredevil a knee trembler upon his rising up to his feet.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2015 12:44 pm
Well that was unfortunate, to think that his Jewtatic would be countered by another Jewtatic! Such a Jewtaticful world this is! So a jewtatic it would be. Matt missed his dropkick, guy must have had eyes in the back of his head, and landed on the canvas with a dull thud. He rolled to the side, away from his opponent, and plant his right foot firmly before starting to get up. At which point his big foe lunged with the most malicious of intent behind that knee. Instinctively Matt brought an arm up, as if to block it, but in reality he used it to add to momentum generated from pushing off with his other foot and he spun away from Kujaku's nasty knee! Just to be an a**, Matt then proceeded to do his best moonwalk to put some distance between the two of them.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2015 10:07 pm
It wasn't about having eyes in the back of one's head, it was merely ring awareness. Kujaku clearly wasn't the 'rookie' that everyone assumed he was. He had trained for years, honed his craft. He might be a 'rookie' here in BBW and other promotions he's in, however much like the former Prince Devitt now Finn Balor was wrestling for years prior to his inclusion into the 'rookie' promotion NXT, Kujaku was the same way.
Regardless, this match had become a dance contest now it seemed. With Matt Draven a bit poorly performing the patented 'Moonwalk' 'You're not wearing the proper shoes for that!' Kujaku spoke out, he wasn't upset that his knee trembler didn't connect fully and was blocked partially.
'We dancing or fighting? Either way, matters not to me...' he spoke out to his opponent.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2015 11:46 am
If it were merely about how many years one had been working and honing their craft then Kujaku, much like the former Prince Devitt now Finn Balor, would still very much be considered a "rookie" to some people. Of course that's all based on experience and nothing more. There was a match at hand, so back to that! "If it didn't matter to you, then you wouldn't have asked." Matt responded with a grin as he clenched and unclenched his hands as he watched his large golden foe. Childish as it was to say in such a way, it was hard to deny it. Bad moonwalking aside, Matt began circling the ring. Other then getting under his opponent's skin a little bit, Matt was going to have to get his arse into gear and actually do something notable in this match if he ever hoped to climb higher on the ladder. Not saying he wasn't high as it was, but one had to admit that beating somebody who had won a championship opportunity would no doubt push him up higher. However, now more then ever, that was far easier said then done.
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