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 Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 6:45 pm
Kodiak vs. Brantley vs. Saint Joey vs. Matt Shanahan vs. Fox vs. Marxx
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 7:10 pm
((I call last, as usual! ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 9:41 am
The heretic is always better dead... ((So what, you can call an auto if nobody shows, or you can sneak attack somone?))
Saint Jimmy by Green Day blares across the arena...
St. Joey's coming down across the alleyway...
Up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade...
Lights on the silhouette...
He's insubordinate...
Coming at you on the count of One, Two...
One, Two, Three, Four!
A single pyro goes off, and Saint Joey leaps onto the ramp!!
He lifts his arm, pointing upwards as he stands triumphantly on the stage!
He had a more serious look for the PPV, as he didn't want to suffer another loss at the hands of his opponents. However, he continued on, hoping the crowd were enjoying the show.
My name is Joey and you better not wear it out
Suicide commando that your momma talked about
King of the forty theives
and I'm here to represent
The needle in the vein of the establishment
I'm the patron saint of denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal...
Joey runs to the ring, sliding in...
He slides to the centre of the ring, winking at a crowd member!
Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope
I am the son of a b***h and edger allen poe
Raised in the city in the halo of lights
The product of war and fear that we've been victimized
I'm the patron saint of denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal...
He stands, climbing the turnbuckle and working the crowd!
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?
He jumps down from the corner... taunting again for the crowd!
I'll give you something to cry about...
He waits for the opponent...
SAINT JOEY! ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 12:45 pm
I lie here paralytic inside this soul
Screaming for you till my throat is numb
I wanna break out
I need a way out
I don't believe that it's gotta be this way
The worst is the waiting
In this room I'm suffocating
Feel your presence filling up my lungs with oxygen
I take you in
I've died
Rebirthing now
I wanna live for love, wanna live for you and me
Breathe for the first time now I come alive somehow
Rebirthing now
"Rebirthing" by skillet roars through the P.A. system. Kodiak walks out of back wearing dog tags around his neck, Bulllock Creek basketball sleeveless T-Shirt, black shorts with a white strip going down both sides of it, and blue shoes. Kody walks down the ramp giving high fives to fans.
I wanna live my live, wanna give you everything
Breathe for the first time now I come alive somehow
(I come alive somehow)
Bridge
Tell me when I'm gonna live again
Tell me when I'm gonna breathe you in
Tell me when I'm gonna feel inside
Tell me when I'm gonna feel alive
Tell me when I'm gonna live again
Tell me when this fear will end
Tell me when I'm gonna feel inside
Tell me when I'll feel alive
Rebirthing now
I wanna live for love, wanna live for you and me
Breathe for the first time now I come alive somehow
Rebirthing now
Kody slides head first into the ring and boucned off the ropes to get ready for the match at hand.
I wanna live my live, wanna give you everything
Breathe for the first time now I come alive somehow
(I come alive somehow)
Right now (I come alive somehow)
Right now (I come alive somehow)
Kodiak stopped and looked up the ramp waiting for the other wrestlers to come out and play.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 2:35 pm
27
That's my lucky number
27
You're about to plunder
Here comes from Athens, Georgia weighing 239 lbs. Brantley.Pyros blasted down in a thunderous roar. Brantley walks out happy as usual and walks down giving high fives and shouting hellos to the crowd.
27 whoaaa!!!!!!!!!
Then Brantley walks into the ring as the music stops.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 6:22 pm
((No, because I like to go last! xd ))
'Almost Easy' by Avenged Sevenfold began to play as Matt came running out with his 'Punk-Ville Slugger' baseball bat. He then walked down the ramp as pyrocs went up in the air. He got to the bottom and climbed in, looking at Joey and smirking. He rolled the bat under the turnbuckle as he chuckled out.
"How's your head?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 2:45 pm
(( Is the match started.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 4:06 pm
Forty-six seconds into "Bullets" by Creed bursts loudly, echoing throughout the arena. Dark blue lights flash around the arena and Fox comes running out hard, slapping food, drinks, and anything else out of the hands of the fans. Down the ramp, around outside the ring, smacking the announcers across their faces, and then rolls into the ring! He stands in the middle of the ring embracing the crowds' welcoming roar of hatred!
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 8:14 am
Red lasers flashes everywhere in the dark as "Nameless Faceless" from Fozzy plays through the arena. Lights then turns red and spotlights turns in circles over the crowd as Marxx appears from the entrance ramp, wearing his signature black leather coat and his right arm wrapped in his steel chain. He runs to a side of the ramp, jumping a screaming outloud to the fans, then runs by the other side and does the same thing. After, he comes back to the middle of the entrance ramp as he tilts to the left and does an X with his arms in front of his face. He stays in that position for a second before suddently extending his arms to each sides as red pyro explodes in an "X" form on each side of the entrance. Announcer: Making his way to the ring, from New-Brunswick, Canada, weighting in at 241 pounds: "The Party Animal" Marxx!He starts walking on the ramp, clapping in the nearest fans hands. He stops in front of the ring, then turns back by the fans as he takes off his leather coat and puts the chain around his neck. Then, he rolls inside the ring and jumps on a corner, where he does an X with his arms in front of his face before extending them to each side. He jumps off the turnbuckle and does the same thing on the opposide side before going back to his corner, where he drops his chain.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 8:19 am
The heretic is always better dead... ((Now it has))
Eying his opponents, Joey stretched his legs as he stood in the corner. He had a mentality that Matt was his biggest rival in this match, so he decided to take him out first. But he would be careful...
Running towards Marxx, he would stall a clothesline and twist around, aiming a shifty trick shot to Matt's head! ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 12:13 pm
If the shot connected Creeker would go for go behind Matt going for relase german suplex!
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 4:57 pm
Brantley would try to to go for a for a running crossbody on Fox and if successful would try to start dropping the elbow on Fox.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 5:16 pm
Matt's eyes went wide as he barely caught a glimpse of Joey going at him. He would attempt to drop straight to the ground, hoping Joey would go over him!
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:03 am
Not about to let some loser rookie get the best of him in just the begining of the match. Fox quickly ran forwad as he ducked the Cross Body, leaving Brantly with nothing but mat, he would rebound off the ropes and go for a dropkick to the fallen Brantly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:04 am
The heretic is always better dead... Joey indeed went over Matt... and the swing was now aimed right between the eyes of Creeker! ... And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
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