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 Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 3:06 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and the winner of this match will get to determine the stipulation of their respective title defense at Spring in The Ring! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 3:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 9:35 pm
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 11:11 am
((Serious Business time.)) The show comes back from a quick advertisement, and there's a slight pause and silence. Suddenly.... AFI - Head Like a Hole -the intervals of guitar strums started up, the lights flickering to the beat. The crowd started to get on their feet as Xavier X stepped out from the curtain, energetic as ever. He took a few moments to survey the crowd. Then as the song approached the pause he looked down at the BBW World Championship strapped around his waist, hitting it twice with his fists. .  The pause hit, and Xavier then threw his arms up in an X, letting out a big roar as explosive pyro goes off on the sides of him of the stage. He held the pose for a couple of seconds before throwing his arms down, starting his walk down to the ring. As he walked past the fans he would be yelling at each side, getting them, as well as himself, pumped up for the match. Announcer: His opponent; from Oakland, California; weighing 204 pounds; he is the Bad Blood Wrestling WORLD CHAMPIONNNNN....XAVIER.....X! Xavier walked to the steps near the ramp and made his way to the ring. He stepped through the ropes, taking off the Championship from his waist. He raised the title up high, going to all four sides of the ring with it. Keeping the belt raised high, Xavier X backed up to one of the corners. The theme dying down to silence, the crowd was still buzzing. Xavier put the belt down, and draped it onto his shoulder. He awaited his rival, this should be interesting.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:33 pm
The lights suddenly blacked out across the arena following Xavier's entrance, the crowd startled by the dramatic change in lighting just as an eerie shout rattled the speakers..."IT'S AN OMEN!"Strobe lights flickered across the stage as the beat began to churn, the electronic buzzing helping to rile up the crowd to respond with boos or cheers. The Titantron, meanwhile, was broadcasting a series of brutal clips from Salem's previous matches, replaying moments such as his spitting blood into Cartwright's face and biting a chunk out of Tiger Hat. A veil of smoke played with the flashing lights and shadows, starting to brew at the first breakdown of the song prior to the hook. It wasn't until this time that a silhouette could be seen standing on the stage, a figure obscured by the contrast of light and darkness. "NOW!
THE WRITING'S ON THE WALL!
IT WON'T GO AWAY!
IT'S AN OMEN!!"The strobe lights became solid beams, ceasing to just blink sporadically and instead bathed Salem in a glow of pure white, showing him standing with his head facing the floor, Seasons Championship over his right shoulder. Bare chested, hands still wrapped from earlier in the night, Salem seemed to be fresh from a shower as his hair and body appeared damp to the eyes. Still, "The Devil of BBW" appeared to be a completely different person from the one who'd walked out to confront Tim Edgren prior in the evening. For that split-second that the lights were all concentrated on him, Salem seemed almost like a spectre, a hellish ghost standing in pale light and smoke. "...And his opponent...standing at six-feet, two inches tall and weighing in at two-hundred twenty-five pounds...he is the reigning OECW Seasons Champion...SALEM CROFT!"The lights, after just a couple of seconds, all swung up towards the ceiling, triggering a burst of sparks from either side of the Seasons Champion as the set lights came back up around the venue. Lifting his eyes towards the ring, Salem stood in the energy shower, bathed by prickling sparks before walking down the ramp with a stern, almost soulless expression. Sliding on his stomach under the bottom rope, Salem did a push-up to pop back to his feet, standing opposite the ring from the BBW Champion that he'd corner some shows prior. They hadn't had a proper fight, then...but as Salem was about to hand the Seasons Championship to the referee, he instead pulled it back and raised the belt high, walking straight up to Xavier and bumping chests with the lad.
Immediately, the official intervened, trying to separate the two before it came to blows before the bell, but Salem didn't seem to mind - backing away with a smirk and fire in his eyes. Wicked things were on his mind, tonight, and as he reached the top-left corner and relinquished his beloved title to the ref, Salem sat on the second turnbuckle and reached out to hold the top rope on either side of him...grinning to reveal his shark-tooth prosthetic teeth. All that remained was for the bell ring so the Charismatic Calamity could wreak carnage on his counterpart.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 10:12 pm
Salem went up to Xavier bumping him, to which Xavier simply raised up the X, with the BBW World Title hanging from one of his arms.
After the two were separated, Xavier would give his belt to the ref as well, who put both titles to the time keeper, and looked at both competitors. Xavier leaned back into the corner, as the ref called for the bell. Xavier would explode from the corner, looking to catch Salem with a Spin Wheel Kick in the corner, whether he was still seated on the top rope, or he slouched down to the corner.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 4:12 pm
Salem was focused on the task at hand, having been in enough high-profile matches and faced enough top-shelf opponents to know how to handle himself in most any situation. Salem had gotten under Xavier's skin, as intended, and as the BBW Champion charged in for his variation of a dropkick, Salem would swiftly step to the side, intending for Mr. X to get caught on the second turnbuckle.
Regardless of whether this happened, gravity would inevitably bring Xavier falling to the canvas after the whiffed opening salvo, giving "The Devil of BBW" an opportunity to lay into him with a vicious stomp to the neck. If successful, the Seasons Champion would strike again with the bottom of his steel-toed boot, and once more, intending to rattle Xavier's nerves further by placing his boot on the lad's cheek. "C'mon, kid! Make this fun for me!" he taunted, riling up a chorus of boos in the process.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 9:07 pm
Xavier was caught off guard by the moving, and bounced off the corner and dropped to his knees. The stomps connected to his neck, each one stinging his neck. He was pulling himself up to his feet as Salem was taunting the champ. Xavier bent his neck back and forth, before taking a couple of steps in the ready position, waiting to see how Salem would react or move.
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 3:45 pm
Salem was watching intently, eyes sharp like a viper's as Xavier started to stand, looking to take a more apprehensive approach after taking that headstrong spill into the corner. However, the Seasons Champion wasn't planning on giving him any time to rest - Croft would immediately try to turn opportunity into advantage, and shoot forward for a quick superkick aimed at X's chin!
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 3:48 pm
Xavier saw the Kick coming, and barely caught it. He held it for a few seconds, looking at the crowd, before throwing it off to the side.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 6:05 pm
Salem was mildly surprised that Xavier had the agility to evade his kick, the move a favorite of The Copperhead's. But his opponent's pandering to the crowd gave Croft too much time to prepare, transitioning Xavier's toss of his foot into a pivot - spinning around to swiftly throw a backhand for the BBW Champion's face!
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 6:10 pm
Xavier expected a kick, but the backhand works just as well! He ducked under it, and would try to shove Salem away. If he were able to do this, he would attempt a Super Kick of his own!
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 6:14 pm
Well, Xavier sure brought his bag of tricks out, tonight. Salem had a bag of his own, But he preferred to not pull it out, yet. But, as the BBW Champion showed his ability and ducked the punch, pushing Salem aside, he'd go in for a Superkick, himself - his strike passing just next to Xavier's!
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 6:17 pm
Both kicks connected! Xavier fell back, and rolled to his side away from Salem. They had the same mind set, and the early going was just a preview for the rest of the match!
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 6:24 pm
Just as Salem felt the satisfying impact of boot against skull, his own face was rocked by a jolt of pain similar to taking a sledgehammer to the teeth. Head snapping back as he was his with the synchronized Superkick, Salem's world went black for a moment- his body, going limp against the powdered canvas. Reaching up to work his jaw, the Seasons Champion and CEO of MMI collected himself, the crowd popping with excitement for the delivery.
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