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Post by cravencorvo on Mar 3, 2011 0:42:27 GMT -5
Craven Corvo is on the verge of making it. He's been doing the indie thing since he was 18. Trained inside various hardcore dojos, and taking the hint from people like Raven, RVD, New Jack, Bam Bam Bigelow, Chris Benoit, Kurt Angle, AJ Styles, and Christoper Daniels, he's learned all that he can so far. He's tired of being a jobber, he's ready to get a title around his waist. He contacts the EUW. Craven Corvo: You get what you see. I've wrestled many matches, won some titles here and there. I'm ready to show what I have. EUW: Well Kid, not everyone in this business is meant to be. I don't see much potential in you. But, this is an opportunity type company. No one ever saw much from The Sandman, he landed in all 4 major organizations. He can't even wrestle. Go out there, and make me want to sign you. Craven Corvo: I'll do more than that. After I'm done, you'll make me the face of this company. I'll be the man who's on Wheaties boxes, and I'll be the best damn hardcore wrestler you've got. Craven knows he's got to make this count. He's got to bring the best weapons, the best moves. He's thinking of something other than chairs. Pie pans, baking trays, door knobs, thumb tacks... the full nines. He's planning on hitting as many slams, DDTs, hurricaranas, and whatever else will impress. He's more than just a normal cruiserweight. He packs a punch like Samoa Joe and moves like Rey Mysterio in his hey day. He knows this is his chance and he's got to make it count.
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