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[ Abracadavre - Elena Siegman ]

After her opponent's entrance, all remained rather hushed for the time being as the final participant's entrance was prepared. The music began to play, along with occult-like scenes flashing up on the titantron, letting the CWA audience know exactly who this person was.

I can fly like a bird, not in the sky
which can always swim and always dry
I say goodbye at night and morning hi
I'm part of you, what am I

I follow and lead as you pass
dress yourself in black, my darkness lasts
I flee the light but without the sun
Your view of me would be gone

As the soft melody turned into the heavy beat, a cloud of white fog swirled up from the stage where one might stand. It rose upwards, not spreading to any other area of the stage, funneling upwards until it reached a tall height. As quickly as it formed, the funnel of fog was blown away to reveal the tall, powerhouse of a woman standing within it. None other than Dallas Cruz, the Voodoo Queen herself!



I can see the damage that
I am causing you is so benign
You want me to be gone
But I have just begun
I am the only one "undone"
I'm a broken miracle now
in your head

I don't feel
Like I am real
But I know
It's all imaginary
Are they real
And do they feel
Is all the pain
just inside my head

The crowd cheered at the sight of Dallas who looked like she was definitely ready to step back into the ring for some of her own action! Rarely seen in CWA, or at all if one could remember, it seemed Dallas was out looking for new places to call home. Might this company among them? It definitely helped that a close friend of her's owned the company, of course. It just might be.

She stood tall, proud and mighty, ready to hold her own against two other competitors in CWA's first show. Dallas took the time to take in the crowd, rather missing what it was like to actually compete in the ring. As the fog she had appeared in dissipated, Dallas' lips curled up into a knowing smile, pleased with her decision to sign with CWA.

I am what men love more than life
Fear more than death or mortal strife
What dead men have and rich require
I'm what contented men desire

You want me to be gone
But I have just begun
You will never know how far I've come
What goes up must never come back down
In your head

"And their opponent...making her way to ring from New Orleans, Louisana....She is the Voodoo Queen, Dallas Cruz!"

After taking in the sights, Dallas began to make her way down the ring, all smiles as she looked to either side of the crowd surrounding her. Her hands reached out to touch at the outstretched arms of the fans. She looked happy as she mingled with the crowd, pleased to see they missed her as much as she missed them.

She climbed up the steps, walking towards the middle of the apron as she took her time to savor the moment before stepping in between the top and middle rope. Dallas made her way to the opposite side of the ring, pressing herself against the ropes as she peered out into the audience. She kissed her palms, mutter her words of thanks and love into them before spreading them out towards the fans and the cameras, her own method of showing them her appreciation.

As she show boated for the crowd, she couldn't help but to notice her two other opponents. Legends in their own rights, two veterans she highly respected. She would be lying if she said she wasn't feeling a little nervous. Heading off one on one with either of them was a challenge, both of them at the same time though? That only happened in her head, and it waaaay different then this!

Soon, her music began to die down as Dallas slowly made her way to an empty corner of the ring. It would be noted that on either side of her bare shoulders where her smooth skin was visible, right on her deltoids, she had two symbols drawn on her in black paint. On her right, was a series of lines punctuated circle. On her left, was another much more simple than the first. Arcane symbols that only she knew the meaning of.

Her gaze shifted from Harli and Nuke, her lips moving as she chanted in silence. She reached up to touch her forehead with her middle and index finger before bringing them down to her lips to kiss. She repeated this action three times. It was most likely a prayer to one of her outlandish gods, but who really knew?

[ Got the okay to post my entrance! ]