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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 10:27 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 11:33 pm
A wolf's howl was heard from the PA for a few seconds as the titantron did not give any hints or surplus, just a few words just like last time: '' The Shadows are out to consume you and make the lights go out.'' A pause occurred on the middle to let the letters fade away to appear another message: '' Jasper Shaw's at home.''. As those words appeared on bright red, the titantron went all haywire like static as then the now familiar song Kavinsky - Nightcall was heard out through the PA to stop the static on it's tracks, a relief to the crowd's ears just like last time where he lost to Harli Drummond for some reason but this time the lights went completely out in a mysterious way. I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel I want to drive you through the night, down the hills I'm gonna tell you something you don't want to hear I'm gonna show you where it's dark, but have no fear As the song played, Jasper Shaw popped out from the entrance ramp as the dark blue spotlight kept on top of him, giving no mind to that, he walked through the ramp in a quite elegant manner, scar over the left eye, his eyes blue, his attire consisted of a black with green stripes top and a toxic green striped pants along with sneakers, he had his signature Mo-hawk which was well cut and the wave was to the side just like he was wielding a pair of black gloves on his hands, styled like those of bikers, a barbed wire tattoo on his right arm's biceps and the left arm being covered in a red and black tattoo sleeve, simply like last time. Jasper Shaw's eyes were more focused than last match's as it seemed, an evil grin crossing his face as he cracked his knuckles after taking his hands from the pockets where they were once lodged into for warmth. There's something inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the same
There's something inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the sameJasper was now in the ring as the announcer was a bit reticent in saying this man's name, maybe in fear for the darkness that might come if he gets it the slightest wrong, be very afraid of the dark kids, specially when it is shaped in the form of a person like Shaw. ''Introducing first, from Toronto, Canada weighing in at 250 pounds...He is the Canadian Catastrophe......Jasper Shaw!!!!''Jasper Shaw now awaited for his opponent for tonight, to deal out the Catastrophic Darkness in form of a beating or maybe not, who knows what goes through this guy's mind?
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2014 9:47 pm
soft country music played from the shoddy speakers signalling Jamie's return after his horrific, hypothermia riddled deathmatch against Blackjack.

The camera man stood in front of the announce table, focusing in on the fans right behind the barricade. Suddenly, one of them hopped the barricade slowly and made his way past the announce table and around to the right side of the ring.
"Introducing his opponent, from Gulf Shores, Alabama! Weighing in at a lean, mean one hundred and seventy-five pounds! Jamie...Bader!
Jamie slid into the ring under the bottom rope and crawled his way to a corner before standing up and flashing the hook 'em horns to the crowd. He removed his hoodie and tossed it to a ringhand. Any injuries he might have sustained in his match against Blackjack were being hidden well. Jamie pulled up the straps on his overalls and glared hard across the ring at his opponent. He had some pent up aggression that he needed to unload and unfortunately for Mr. Shaw, it looked like he was going to be the recipient.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 11:34 am
Jasper was leaning back on the corner while glancing at his opponent for tonight step into the ring, not a surprised look on his face at all for that matter as he awaited for the bell to ring so he can start the match soon enough.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2014 9:04 pm
*ding-ding!*
The bell rang, signalling the start of this contest. Jamie stepped up first, being the bigger man in this business was never his thing, but beating the bigger man was always his thing. He approached Jasper, snorted, spit in his hand and tossed the goo in Jasper's direction, much to the crowd's disdain. "What you got! What you got punk!?" Jamie shouted as the ref pushed him away.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 1:50 am
Jasper glanced towards his disrespectful opponent as he simply took off his shirt and cleaned himself, throwing the dirty shirt towards his opponent and in that momentary distraction, Jasper would aim to strike a jumping clothesline out of the blue, if it took the referee out too, it did not matter a bit. mr colter Could you quote me for a more fast activity, ser'?
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 1:41 pm
Jasper came rushing out of the corner while the ref was backing Jamie up, a cheap shot that Jamie would much like have had the opportunity to use on Jasper. Unfortunately, luck was not on Jamie's side as of late and the clothesline ended up nailing the ref in the back of the head and caused the official to barrel into the smaller man, knocking him down to the mat.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 1:44 pm
Jasper Shaw tossed the referee to the side with a kick to the ribs as he started pummeling his anger out on Jamie, seeing that he also has frustrations to dish out after losing to Harli Drummond right on his debut. He was throwing kicks and punches in a savage way to his opponent, just like a police man abusing his power, only thing missing was the baton but the rest was there, aggressive endeavor, emotion and motive.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 2:41 pm
The assault started earlier with the ref, but continued with Jamie as Jasper threw several kicks and punches at Jamie, causing the small man to scramble out of the ring and to the mat below. Jamie moved as fast as his little body would carry him as he tried to recover from Jasper's early fury.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:18 am
Jasper glanced at his opponent with a light grin as he did not go after his opponent right away, taking his own time to go to the opposite side and grab something from underneath the ring... May as well reveal what comes out in the Deadly Roulette of Weaponry, it was a black baton on the left hand and a piece of barbed wire on the right hand, it took a few seconds of scavenging, enough for someone to get his bearings up and awareness up again. Shaw was combining both of these weapons to create a devastating black baton wrapped around barbed wire, deadly looking right now as he tightened the barbed wire against the baton's fabric for it to not release itself anytime soon.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:30 pm
While Jamie was regaining his composure, he looked across the ring at Jasper and saw that he had retrieved what appeared to be a black stick with barbed wire wrapped around it. Man, some people in this company were really kinky.
"Oh hell no." Jamie said to himself as he slithered around the outside of the ring, trying to put a lot of space between himself and Jasper.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 2:06 pm
Jasper grinned a bit as the fear was put into his opponent, like hell yeah, seeing an half psychopath do that with a baton...Yeah, puts fear in your mind. Though Jasper just let out a brief laugh, saying in a loud and audible tone: ''You know the Bowie rules?'' He threw the baton with barbed wire wrapped around of it inside of the ring as he now walked a bit towards his opponent, going around, just feigning peace until he started running and aimed to do a Running Big Boot after having his target right in front of him in a straight line.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:11 pm
Did Jasper really think Jamie was going to stand on the other side of the ring and let Jasper slowly walk around and then run at him and big boot him?
"Nope, nope, nope." Jamie skedaddled and began to run away from Jasper as he chased him around the ring. He'd be damned if he was going to be the pony boy for this charade.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2014 1:59 am
Ooooh, a nifty chase but Jasper was not a man to be running, instead he was the man to catch you alone while in a corner and choke the breath out of you. So, he ceased running and slided inside the ring through the bottom rope like a snake as he raised his hands in the air and then hitting his chest with both palms, saying n a loud tone. ''Hey, I'm over here, punk. And I think that the Bowie rules surplus, you just lost for I am the first to get the knife, in this case, the baton. Unless I do this...'' He promptly kicked the baton out of the ring with his right shoe's heel, making the baton now rest near the announcer's table. All Jasper was playing here was Mental Warfare as to exploit and find a mistake until he remembered one thing to say while sliding out of the ring once again, he requested a mic from one of the crew near the announcer table, his right hand putting the mic to his mouth while keeping a distance of at least 10 centimeters. ''Hey, a*****e with a bad breath and sticky goo for saliva. You don't want to make this a replay of Blackjack's match right? I sure don't want to replay this as my match with Harli, so let's ********' try to redeem ourselves right now and right here!'' The crowd let out a loud cheer after Shaw said that with such an heartily manner. He threw the mic backwards and went inside of the ring again, nothing but interest was on his face and he knew about the match between his opponent and Blackjack because he had the decency of watching tapings of BBW before coming to the federation as a wrestler and even tapings from the day he joined up, now he awaited for his opponent to get inside of the ring to start the real fight.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2014 7:35 pm
If Jamie had his way, he really did want to make this a replay of his match with Blackjack because that would mean Jamie would be leaving this arena with a big fat juicy W.
Jamie paused in his tracks and pointed at himself. "Me? Are you calling me out? Do you know who I am!?" He asked insulted. Without wasting a second Jamie slid into the ring and rushed Jasper, ready to exchange blows as he came at him throwing lefts and rights like a mad man.
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