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PostPosted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 8:33 am


Main Event:
Normal Match
(Number One Contender Match)
PostPosted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 11:28 am



Not long after the last man entered the ring the lights went out, leaving everyone in the dark. Literally. Slowly Ultranumb by Blue Stahli began to play, blue and purple lights began to flash as the crowd waited. Faster and faster the lights flashed. Somebody was going to have a stroke for sure at this rate!

3, 2, 1.
You want it full frontal, overstimulation.

So say a benediction,
For a new addiction,
In voyeuristic overdrive.

(Here comes the countdown)
3 - This is the new flesh,
2 - This is the open door,
1 - We?ve got everything you wanted.

You want it all right now!
(ULTRAnumb)
Right now!



Suddenly laser lights flashed and rotated during the entrance, never staying
in one spot for long. Matt slowly crawled out onto the stage like he was trying to crawl through tar. His face and body paint glowing in the black light as well as his white clothes. He was at center stage when the music picked up and Matt suddenly jumped up to his feet and fireworks shot up and out towards the ring! The lights went back to normal and Matt made his way down the ramp on one side, high fiving fans and walking underneath ladders in order to gett the crowd pumped.

"FROM WASHINGTON DC, AT A HEIGHT 6 FEET 2 INCHES AND WEIGHT OF 215 POUNDS. He is THE SUICIDAL ONE.......THE ONE..........THE ONLY.............MATT DRAVEN!"

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Matt climbed the steel steps and walked about halfway on the apron and turned back to the fans that sat along the ramp. He raised a both arms up so his hands were near his face and extended his pointer, middle, thumb, and pinky were up and his ring fingers stayed curled like when they were in a fist. He leaned back against the ropes and tipped his head back and stretched out his arms and screamed upwards at the ceiling of the arena.

With his new look causing the fans to scream out in some sort of appreciation or sorts, Matt ducked underneath the top rope and into the ring, he ran to a turnbuckle across the ring and hopped onto the second rung and repeated the taunt from earlier. Matt then got down and repeated the taunt on the other three turnbuckles in a clockwise order before climbing down and putting his back against one of the open corners. He then took his coat off and tossed it outside of the ring. At that he leaned forward, his hands on his knees, and waited for his foe to show.

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Claire Hawkins


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PostPosted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 11:31 pm


"Blackstar" by Celldweller began to echo through the arena as the lights suddenly shut off, sending the fans and Draven into the familiar abyssal darkness.

Black...
Black...
Black...
Black...
BLACKSTAR!


A display of bright green fireworks shot off the stage with an ear-shattering boom, As the fireworks display continued to dominate the arena, the platform underneath the stage slowly lifted the opponent up for the world to see. The Black Star, complete with his red bangs and hooded-cloak hiding most of him from sight.

You must've wished on it,
Because I saw them riding in on a Blackstar.
They'd rather chew than spit,
And their full of piss and vinegar.

There's no way to persuade them to give up their crusade!
They've come to grant the wish you should have never made!
Sing Hallelujah! Because you can't change anything!


The strobelights through-out the arena flashed with a green light, illuminating anything their light touched with bright green hues. Shanahan made his way down the ramp with his eyes trained on the ring, staring directly at the same target he had last week: Matt Draven. A smug look of disdain for the man came across his features as he reached the bottom of the ramp. With a sigh, he grabbed onto the top rope and pulled himself onto the apron, quick to step through the middle rope with his cloak tumbling in behind him.

They'll let you try,
To reverse everything!
Don't waste your time...
Sing Hallelujah! Because you can't change anything!


The Fallen God reached up and threw his hood back as the song began to slowly die away, signaling the technicians to turn the lights back on. Matt eyed his opponent with daggers in his pupils as he unclipped his cloak and tossed it to the outside. He took a moment to adjust his gloves, waiting for the match to begin.

"You aren't escaping this time..." He muttered through his lips, nostrils flaring out as he did.
PostPosted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 9:01 pm


"Well aren't you big and scary." Matt muttered to himself as his foe made his grand entrance. Due to the convoluted events in that ******** of a match, both of them hadn't managed to capture what they wanted. Nonetheless, the bell rang loudly as the match started and Draven moved forth from his positioning near the ropes.

Claire Hawkins


Punkology
Crew

PostPosted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 9:52 am


!The Black Star was tired of wasting time on this match, especially with the man that was his opponent. He stepped forward much like Draven, before sprinting towards him and attempting a rough uppercut! With any hope, he'd catch the man offguard and get to start his assault right off the bat!
PostPosted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 8:03 pm


Shanahan had already proven himself to be rather prone to throwing some sort of fist at someone's face. After all he himself had been the target of the brunt of it last time the two of them had been in the ring. In all honesty he had no intention of being Shanahan's punching bag anymore then he needed, and starting out as one simply would not do! The big bad lug sprinted forward with what could only be some sort of punch aimed at his nogin and Matt attempted to drop down and trip him up with a drop toe hold!

Claire Hawkins


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PostPosted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 11:55 pm


Ouch! It seems the The Black Star was going to have to switch up his tactics and start taking pages from his old manuals, because Draven wasn't the first one to knock him off of his brawling plans! A grunt erupted from The Fallen God's throat as his entire body smacked against the mat; quick keep himself going, Shanahan attempted to roll away from Matt to get some space in between them.
PostPosted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 10:00 am


((-poke- Claaaaaaaaaaire! ))

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