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 Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 1:25 pm
[The following contest is you MAAAAIN EVENT and it is a Barbed Wire Match for the FFA WORLD Championship! Introducing first...]
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 4:29 pm
Scum of the Earth - Murder SongFilthy black soul, sluts with pus filled sores..
The God, The gun, No vasoline.
You dirty pig I'm cumming inside you.
The pain, The fear, The flash, The scream..
You dirty whores I'll murder all of you!
Murders Murders Murders Murder Suicide!! Announcer: "Weighting in at 246 pounds, hailing from Bear Creek, Michigan! JOHNNYYY ROTTEEEENNNN!!!"The lights began to flash to the beat of the music as two columns of smoke shot out from each side of the stage, each reaching a solid 40 feet into the air. Also smoke engulfed the entrance way. Soon enough the doors swung open and the smoke flowed out from the back and along with it, Johnny Rotten. He had on his black leather jacket, and beanie that slightly covered his eyes. Johnny stopped at the top of the ramp and pounded his chest twice before throwing both his fists into the air. Then just when he brought them down to his side, he charged the ring, quickly sliding under the bottom wire and gliding to his feet. Rotten had a frustrated look on his face as he quickly scanned the crowd. Johnny walked over to the barbed-wire, that had replaced the ropes and grabbed the wire, making sure not to touch the piercing sharp barbs, he shook the wire to make sure they were secure. Rotten then throw his beanie into the crowd, and removed his jacket tossing it to a stagehand. Johnny then waited in his corner hopping from foot to foot, getting ready for his match with the Champ.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 6:53 pm
"From Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the TF:FFA Undisputed World Champion, Cyrus The Dream Leone!"Here's the weight of the world on my shoulders... The music paused for a moment then wheel of fireworks went off around the titantron followed by a huge explosion.Caught out alone, and I’m tryin to be free.
Caught up in things that are inside of me.
Lookin for something that I cannot see.
Losing my faith but I’m tryin to believe...
THE WORLD IS AFTER ME!Cheers erupted from the audience as After Me played throughout the arena. Cyrus pushed open the titantron doors, he was in his red wrestling gear, covered in tribal paintings. He raised his championship in the air as seven red pyros go off on stage.There feeding their jones, I’m reluctant to fight.
Caught out alone at the end of the night.
They’re lookin for victims and lookin for me.
I’m blind in my eyes but I’m tryin to see. After a moment or so, he started off down the ramp. He walked down the right side of the ramp, giving a few of the fans high fives as he made his way down to the ring.Feel like I’m caught in the ocean,
there’s always someone to help me down!
The twisted tangled emotions,
there’s always someone to help me drown!As soon as he got to the ring, he hopped onto the apron and slipped into the ring between the top and middle barbed wire ropings. He stepped over to the ropes opposite of him and leaned a boot against the bottom one, he once again raised his championship in the air as the crowd cheered.Tryin to believe.
Losing my faith.
Tryin to be free.
Losing my faith.
Tryin to see.
Losing my faith.
losing my …
THE WHOLE WORLD IS AFTER ME!He finally hopped off the ropes and threw his jacket into the crowd. He looked over at Rotten, eagerly awaiting the bell to ring.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:43 pm
The with the sounding of the bell, Rotten made his way to the middle of the ring, raising a hand to offer a hand to lock up.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 4:36 pm
Cyrus slightly went into the lock-up but then quickly went for a kick to Rotten's gut.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 12:59 pm
Rotten knew better, since his last match started off the same way. He caught Cyrus' foot and went to spin him around, then go for a clothesline.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 5:32 pm
Cyrus spun around and was then taken down by the clothesline.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 10:55 pm
With a solid clothesline to start off the match, Rotten seemed pretty focused on his opponent. He quickly gets back to his feet and goes to send some stomps into the Champ's chest and stomach.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 11:27 am
Cyrus took a few of the stomps and rolled to the side so that he could get back to his feet.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 10:27 pm
Johnny followed him but let Cyrus stand so he could try and send some shots at Cyrus' head trying to back him into a corner.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 6:39 pm
Cyrus was hit with a shot to the head, but quickly threw one of his own at Johnny.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:53 pm
Johnny was hit with a shot from Cyrus, but Johnny was desperate to keep the offense so he went to send the side of his thigh into Cyrus' gut. If successful, Johnny would try to Irish whip Cyrus across the ring into ropes.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 3:48 pm
Cyrus was hit with the thigh to the gut and then whipped. He ran chest first into the barbed wire roping, his shirt stuck to the barbs and a little bit of blood showing..
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 5:10 pm
Johnny had a sinister smirk appear on his face as Cyrus ran into the wire. He made his way over to Cyrus, and went to rip off his shirt. "Awww.. We need more blood then that.." Johnny said in a sarcastic tone. If Cyrus was still able to fight, Johnny would go to send a few rights into his head, and continue to try and rip Cyrus' shirt off.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 3:21 pm
Parts of Cyrus' shirt were torn, some still hanging on the barbs.
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