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 Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 1:32 pm
[ The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FFA Tag Team Championships! Introducing first, the challengers... ]
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 3:53 am
[[Proto, me and Matt are gonna get this started, so just edit my post to have 2.0 come out as well]]
Pendulum - Propane Nightmares
Trumpets blared around the arena, as the crowd went ballistic!
Something's tearing me down and down
And I can't but feel it's coming from you
She's a gunshot bride, With a trigger cries
I just wonder what we've gotten our selves into...
The arena was then plunged into darkness and green spotlights turned on around the arena, randomly turning, seemingly looking for something or someone. Strobe lighting flickered around the arena..
In a trail of fire I know we will be free again
In the end we will be one
In a trail of fire I burn before you bury me
Set your sights for the sun
The lights started to flicker around the arena, the green spotlights still 'looking' around.
[From London, UK...The Prodigy...NUKE FUSION!]
Nuke Fusion rose from the floor, his arms crossed and eyes closed. As he opened his eyes, he threw his arms up as Green Pyro's shot off in a ring around him.
He then started to walk down the ramp, towards the ring, looking around the Arena.
Mind is willing, Soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the drawn into the fire
Mind is willing, Soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the drawn into the fire
Anything to bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Sliding in to the ring, he then took a leap and landed on top of a turnbuckle, raising his fist in the air.
The crowd jeered Nuke quite serverely, but that didn't bother him one bit. Jumping down, he awaited his partner and opponents for the night.
 Careful What You Wish...
Careful What You Say.
Careful What You Wish You May Regret It
Careful What You Wish You Just Might Get It! 
Then It All Crashes Down!
And You Break Your Crown!
And You Point Your Finger But Theres No One Around!
Just Want One Thing.
Just to Be The King!
But The Castles Crumbled
And You're Left With Just A Name.
Wheres Your Crown King Nothing![ And his tag team partner, From Covington, Washington. Weighing it at 223 pounds. Kelly King 2 . 0! ]
2.0's pyro hits as it "all crashes down." 2.0 walks under the very light golden rain that falls from the roofs and turns around, pointing at himself.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 4:17 am
A small tone interupted King Nothing, the lights in the arena going completly out. Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of usThe crowd had a buzz, looking down the aisle to see the straight-edged superstar comming down the ramp. As Miseria Cantera played out, they looked and saw no one comming, maybe this was just a trick on someone's part? Nothing from nowhere, I'm no one at all
Radiate, recognize one silent call
As we all form one dark flame... IncinerateA Spotlight came on now at the top of the ramp and they saw someone step out, wearing a black hoodie and yellow shorts. A small glimps could be seen of the man's arms, which appeared to be heavily taped. He looked up, bringing his hands below his chin in a cross black "X"s on the back of his hands. CM Punk was looking dead in the ring, at Kelly King and Nuke Fusion. He had the FFA Tag title around his waist, and after standing there, another man came from out behind Punk, wearing similiar tights and a black hoodie. He too had his arms taped up and one of the tag titles around his waist. Nothing from nowhere, I'm no one at all
Radiate, recognize one silent call
As we all form one dark flame
As we all form one dark flame
As we all...Punk looked at the two men in the ring for at least twenty, maybe thirty seconds, the man behind him . They had a look of utter distain on their faces. Now that Punk and the man had started walking towards the ring, the fans got a chance to see who the partner was. He wasn't very recognizable to the fans of FFA, but he was no rookie. Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one, one of usThe lights came back on now, music dying out, the crowd, whether they hated or loved Punk, grew silent in anticipation for the match and the revealing of his partner. The announcer cleared his throat before speaking. "And the champions, first hailing from Chicago Illinois...weighing in at two-hundred and twenty seven pounds....he is CM Puuuuuunk!" The crowd cheered and boo'ed, Punk was always on the fence with these crowds. "And his partner....from Ottawa, Ontario Canada....weighing in at two-hundred and seven pounds....Matt Stone!" The announcer finished as Punk and Stone talked in the coner, taking off the titles and handing them to the refferee. Punk would get out of the ring to allow Stone to start the match who immediatly walked to the center of the ring, hands at the ready for the opening bell.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 4:34 am
Nuke motioned to 2.0 that he'd start the match for their team, and motioned to the ref to call the bell.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 4:43 am
Stone heard the bell ring and Matt would immediatly go for a collar and elbow tie-up on Nukewanting to set the pace of the match early.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 2:54 pm
As Matt went for the tie-up, Nuke attempted a cheeky slap, grinning from ear-to-ear.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 2:55 pm
Matt was slapped accross the face and took a step backwards holding his cheek, getting upset now. He would go for a right haymaker to Nuke's grinning face.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 2:56 pm
The haymaker connected, and the crowd roared in approval. Stepping back, Nuke held his face, before creeping forward and attempting a Low Kick to the side of Matt's knee!
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 3:02 pm
Stone was kicked in the side of the leg and lowered himself, knees bending as he held the leg in pain. From the low position, he'd try and hit Nuke with a european uppercut to keep the war of atrician going.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 3:17 pm
The European Uppercut connected, and Nuke's neck was shot upwards. However, he attempted to continue the combo with a knee to Matt's sternum.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 3:18 pm
Stone was doubled over from the knee, clutching his stomach. All he could see now was the ground...and Nuke's legs. Stone would shoot foreward, trying to grab Nuke's legs and pull them foreward, trying to trip the man.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 3:20 pm
C-c-c-combo breaker!
Nuke was tripped, and landed heavily on his neck. Lashing out, he aimed a hard kick anywhere he could on Matt.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 3:22 pm
Stone was going down to try and get Nuke with a jacknife pin, but he was caught right under the chin with the kick and backed up a few steps holding his jaw. He was stunned by the kick and couldn't capitolize on Nuke being prone.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 3:23 pm
Nuke held his neck, and rolled over so that he could get on his knees. Looking backward at Matt, he slowly made his way to his feet, using the ropes for help.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 3:24 pm
Stone would try and take advantage of Nuke getting up and dash towards him, looking for the cheap chop block aimed at Nuke's right leg as he was getting up.
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