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 Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2023 3:09 pm
19th June - 2nd July
One Day Auto-Hit
If an opponent takes two auto-hits they are eliminated
Count-Outs and Disqualifications apply.
No eliminations.
The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is to crown the King Of The Canvas!
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 12:19 am
The lights dimmed as the epic opening guitar rift of Welcome to Jungle suddenly rung out over the PA. Oh my god... Wooooooooooooaah!Beams of red light danced on stage in rhythm of the music, exciting the crowds.Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey we got your diseaseSmoke began to spill out onto the stage, covering up the entryway. Cyrus! Cyrus! Cyrus! Cyrus! Chant's echoed through the crowds as they awaited the WWF Legend. Finally, stepping out from the smoke, clad in his signature duster with the Power championship around his waist, Cyrus Leone stepped out onto his stage with his steel chair in hand! The Untamed Lion gazed up at the audience and raised his barbed wire chair up over his head, glancing along the arena at the thousands of cheering fans with his one good eye. He smirked before he muttered to himself. "That's right, hail to the king, baby!" Cyrus leaned the chair against his shoulder and walked halfway down the ramp, now focused on the ring."Weighing in at 240 pounds, residing in Mexico City, the Untamed Lion, Cyrus Leone!"As he walked down the rest of the ramp, Cyrus stretched out arms and shoulders. When he made it down to the ring, he threw the chair into ring over the top rope and leaped up onto the apron as the chair crashed into the canvas. Cyrus looked out to the audience, and suddenly threw his hand up to his mouth to shout out. “******** the world!” Grinning, the Lion finally turned and slipped in between the ropes. Unclipping his belt, the Lion crossed the ring to take the corner on the opposite end and leaned over the side of the ropes to hand off the belt to a ringside attendant.
This was it, the King of the Canvas finals, and the end of the road towards claiming an undeniable throne for the King of Beasts. Watching as the referee removed the signature barbed wire chair from the center of the ring, the Lion leaned back against the corner as he contemplated the match and waited for his opponents. Both names new to him, both young, and at least one of them had already openly disrespected the highly decorated hall of famer.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 12:52 am
The final of King of the Canvas was finally here, and Avari waited behind the curtain, jogging on the spot and readying for his biggest match in WWG to date. Two wins on the spot, and now one more would cement his legacy.
A guitar riff cuts out the noise in the arena as the beginning to Black Flame rings out across the arena.
[Black Flame - Bury Tomorrow]
Here I stand, alone, with hate
Here I stand, too long, too late
All I know, is you will leave us all
Here I stand, alone, to fall
A flurry of fireworks shoot in an arc on either side of the stage, going back and forth several times before simmering down in to a low 'fizz' that keeps going.
Avari Fusion steps out on stage to a loud pop from the crowd. Wearing jeans, boots, and a flourishing blue jacket, ready to steal the show as he usually does.
The crowd let out a huge cheer for the new fan favourite, as he put out his arms in an 'eagle' motion. He stepped to the left of the ramp and beat his chest, hopping over to the right and doing the same.
Oh my Brother, how could you?
Not look into the eyes of your fellow man
Who stood with you, through it all
And feel nothing in your heart but hate
Avari walked out to the edge of the stage, looking over the ramp and at the crowd left and right, who were still buzzing for the spectacle. He nodded his head as the announcer came over the PA.
"Making his way to the ring.. weighing in at 230 pounds.. fighting from London, England and residing in Toronto, Ontario.. Avari! Fusion!"
Another loud pop came for Avari as he breathed in deep and readied himself for another bout here, knowing that one more win would get him that chance at the World Heavyweight Championship.
Red stain on the blade
All sense of worth has been washed away
Sacrifice was all in vain
Where's the sense of guilt? Where's the shame?
Eventually reaching the ring, Avari slides under the bottom rope and rolls, standing up on his feet. He takes a walk to one of the corners and hops up on to the turnbuckle, raising a fist in the air to another pop from the crowd.
Lost soul in the unmarked grave
We have given a name
Black flame
In death we are all the same
Remain, black flame
He takes the time to go to each turnbuckle and repeat the process, soaking in the crowd as he does so.
Eventually the music dies down as Avari slowly removes his blue jacket, passing it to a stage hand as he readies himself for the match.
He takes a passing glance over at Cyrus Leone, one of the men he called out earlier in the evening, and smirks. Perhaps he got under his skin, time would only tell. Fusion watched and waited, jogging on the spot, and readied himself for the final competitor in this match.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 5:42 am
The crowd buzzed as 2 of the 3 men were in the ring, and there was just one more man needed to begin the finals. It had been an unpredictable tournament, and this match honored that sentiment even more. Unfortunately the last athlete was apart of a faction that left a bad taste in everyone's mouth as the crowd was ready too boo their brains out.
The lights suddenly switched off in the arena as a phrase hit the Titantron. White letters on a black back ground.REAL WRESTLINGThe lights reappeared as bright orange and yellows fixtures filled the arena with color and excitement. An Iteration by The Armed screamed over the PA system as a wave of distortion swallowed the crowd. The crowd begun to symphony of jeers Dean Johnson walked out on the stage. He was already sweaty, wearing his classic black sweats, hair whipped to the side. He had some small bandages around his head, and some tape wrapped around his abdominal area. It seemed the combination of Better Than You, and blaring hot flames left him with some residual soreness. Dean Also had a mic in hand as the lack of Rosario trailing behind him became noticeable.
He signaled the music to be cut, waiting respectfully. The boo's lighting up. This man didn't deserve to be here, everyone knew now that the first round was rigged, what if he had a real opponent. Dean began to speak for the first time on a microphone in WWFG."Well Deserved...I get it. Since I've joined this company I've worked my a** off every show. My son recently got diagnosed with cancer and Rosario was the partner I needed to break into this business. And I took advantage of every moment. I've beaten half the roster and the other side of the coin is about to flip. Rigged or not, I conquered the idea of a veteran. He wasn't the first in WWFG and wasn't the last to tap out. Rigged or not, I had no Idea and I fought for my life. Rosario made a choice, I did not."Hearing the young man speak for the first time was interesting. He spoke clear. Straight forward, a little slow. You can tell it was his first time with a live mic, but he had a charisma to him. He held himself in a way where you still didn't like him, but you respected him."I deserve to be here. With or without that old man I've earned my way here and I see another veteran that looks prime to tap out and a rookie who couldn't lock a hold on a submarine sandwich."Dean pointed at the competitors as he walked down the ramp. He was ready to put on a match, but he held in his words for way too long and it was time to speak his peace."Rosario needs rest. Tonight it'll just be me, and let me say it again...I'm pissed"The crowd roared at the news of Rosario being gone. They had seen the man way too much this show anyways. He had been in the ring twice and cutting promo's every other segment. But history also shown that whenever Rosario wasn't there Dean couldn't quite get the job done. The First time the WWFG Champion pulled and victory. The second time resulting in a beat down by Better Than You! Could he do it.The ring announcer then took over the talking duties as Dean Johnson dropped the microphone."Standing at 6 foot 5, and 240 lbs. From Portland Maine....The Big Strong Boy! Deaaaan Johnson!"Dean Johnson rolled into the ring as he popped up quickly. He threw his hands up in the air, ignoring the other two men. It was time to put on a slobberknocker. The crowd felt the tension as the ring bell was awaiting to be struck.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 5:50 am
Avari watched as Dean Johnson came down to the ring, spewing out words of how great he is.. 'How original' thought the young Fusion, as he looked between his two opponents for the evening.
The referee rang the bell to signal the start of the match.
Ding! Ding!
Avari looked at Cyrus, then to Dean. He contemplated something, then stared in to the eyes of Dean Johnson. Cocking his head towards Cyrus, he motioned for a double team on the first entrant.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 5:57 am
Dean just spouted a reason to why he was going to be at a disadvantage, so seeing an opportunity to even the playing fields seemed worthwhile.
The crowd read their eyes as they knew the tension was about to burst. But Dean wasn't a solid milker yet.
Dean Johnson wasted no time waiting for Avari as he went to rush Cyrus, looking to aim a couple strong right forearms straight to the older mans noggin. There was no need to be fancy, doing too much too early would be a mistake.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:00 am
Avari watched as Dean took no time at all in rushing at Cyrus, attempting to deliver some hard forearm shots. Part of him wanted to just sit back and wait, but that would be far too dull.
Fusion comes forward as well, looking to double up on Cyrus and try to make it impossible for him to get away, aiming for some gut shots with a series of kicks, stomps and strikes.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:15 am
This match was going to be difficult for a man with one eye, and as soon as he turned his gaze, Cyrus already found himself being rushed by Dean! The young athlete got up close, throwing forearms at the Lion. Before he could retaliate with an attack of his own, Avari was on him as well, throwing mid level kicks at him.
Being laid into by the two other competitors, Cyrus was forced back into the corner as he was being thrown a beating.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:18 am
Avari steps back at Cyrus is pushed in to the corner, and assesses the start of the match. It wasn't bad for him at all, but maybe he needed to do a little more to get the foothold in this match.
Fusion looks to surprise his temporary ally, trying to bring his foot down on the back of Dean's knee with a big stomp!
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:22 am
"Argh"
Dean yelped as he felt the pain rush through his leg. He knew not to turn his back, and he did. But that was fine as he was in a position of surprise advantage.
Dean's knee would buckle slightly as he would turn around and look to fully drop to his knees. He would then try to hook Avari's leg and sweep the aggressor.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:24 am
The boot connected as Avari had hoped, but he soon found himself with his legs swept from underneath him, and on his back looking up at the lights.
Avari quickly rolls backwards and up to his feet.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:24 am
With the pummeling halted, Cyrus looked up to see that the other two's alliance had quickly faded. The Lion simply leaned back into the turnbuckle for the moment to play possum and take the moment to recover.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:29 am
Dean smirked at Avari as he too got to his feet, Cyrus wasn't even on his mind as he approached the other rookie.
"Let's work"
Dean began biting his lips slightly as he approached, stretching his arms out slightly, trying to find a good angle to slip behind Fusion and get to his backside.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:32 am
Avari was still a little fresh in the match, and maybe wasn't on his full game yet. He reaches out to grab Dean and misses, allowing DJ to get behind him!
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 6:34 am
Mr. Johnson achieved his goal as now behind Avari he could see Cyrus lurking. Dean kept his smirk as he went to push the Fusion kid into the turnbuckle where Cyrus was awaiting.
Let them work it out!
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