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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 5:30 pm
X-Division championship match
Good luck.
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 7:55 pm
The sound of a drum roll behind and the lights dim slowly as the echoes of a barking dog booming through the sound system.
"Ayo... Don't get it twist..."
A voice began to say over the PA as the song began to play.
"This rap **** is mine! **** what you heard! It's what you hearin' (listen)... It's what you hearin' (listen!)"
The song stops for a moment and pyrotechnics blast out in a white blaze, an unfamiliar figure bolting out from all the chaos.
Mr. X can be seen in the middle of the ramp, his traditional grin and smirk upon his face.
"X gon' give it to ya *** wait for you to get it on your own X gon' deliver to ya Knock knock, open up the door, it's real Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel"
Mr. X walks down the aisle as the words are sung and he stands in the middle of the ramp, throwing his arms down multiple pyrotechnics going off down the ramp and the closest the titantron go off making an 'X' formation. A with grin slides upon his face as he enters the ring.
"Entering the ring, hailing from Compton, California, Mr.... X!"
Mr. X enters the ring, full of confidence and gets up onto the top turnbuckle, closest to him, raising his hands to the crowds approval. He smirks, lowering his arms into a cross armed position, nodding his head.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 11:00 am
}Your Midnight Role Model{Shacklers Revenge from Guns 'N Roses plays through the arena. Rockets are sent in a 'X' form from each sides of the entrance at each of the six first notes of the song, leaving two huge smoking Xs on both sides of the entrance. Red and blue spotlights turns in circles over the crowd as Marxx appears from the entrance ramp, wearing his signature black leather coat and the X-division championship around his waist.
He walks to a side of the ramp, raising his arm, then walks to the other side, where he does the same thing. While walking to a side to another, we could notice he was dancing a little bit. After, he comes back to the middle of the entrance ramp as he motions the crowd to cheer louder with his hands each sides of him. From there, he puts his arms in front of his face in his usual X, and then drops them quickly at each sides of him, pointing at the championship. He let go a "Woo!" before starting his walk to the ring.}Making his way to the ring, from New Brunswick, Canada, weighting in at 241 pounds, he is the X-Division champion: 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 to the crowd's excitement. 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 dropping them to each side, pointing at the belt. He jumps off the turnbuckle and does the same thing on the opposite side before going back to his corner, where he takes off the belt and starts stretching.}MARXX!{
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 3:19 pm
Mr. X sizes up Marxx calmly after his entrance staring at his opponent. He was focused and ready. The bell rang and bounced on his fight lightly, allowing his arms to fling side to side loosely.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:25 am
Marxx was coming closer from his challenger. He circled a little before offering the classic thing to start a match: The lock-up!
... Eh!
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 6:09 am
Mr. X accepted the lock, trying to wrench Marts into a hammerlock submission.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:20 pm
Marxx was in the hammerlock.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 8:43 pm
Mr. X wanted to change the situation and would try maneuver Marxx enough in an attempt to get a full nelson locked in.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 9:22 am
(Marxx win by hit the DSC! )
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