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 Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 12:28 pm
This match is scheduled for one fall... Introducing first...
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 12:51 pm
Slow ominous guitar notes hit the pa as the lights throughout the venue dim. It isn't until the first vocals of the song that a figure in a red hooded jacket appears. The hood is up and hiding facial features.
"Welcome to the abandoned land
Come on in child, take my hand
Here there's no work or play
Only one bill to pay
There's just five words to say
As you go down, down, down"
Tamara Christopher Onassi: Making his way to the ring...
Upon the sound of a laugh the figure begins to walk down the ramp ,turning his head left and right and throws the hood off his head. To Reveal Jacob Figgins.
"You're Gonna Burn in Hell!!
Oh Burn Hell"
Figgins jumps onto the Barricade to slap hands with a few of the fans before jumping up on the next one
Tamara Christopher Onassi: He weighs in tonight at 245 pounds and hails from Kansas City, Missouri.
"You can't believe all the things i've done wrong in my life
Without even trying i've lived on the edge of a knife
Well, i've played with fire, but i don't want to get myself burned
To thine own self be true, so i think that it's time for a turn"
Jacob finaly makes it down to the ring, jogging up the stairs into the ring and slides in between the ropes.
Tamara Christopher Onassi: He is the "Next Conspiracy" JACOB FIIIGINNNNS
Jacob drops to his knees, extending his arms outward, staring to the cieling. He hops back to his feet, awaiting the bout to start
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 9:50 am
The lights were cut in traditional Soul Enigma fashion. There was no jeering or cheering from the crowd as they awaited to see who it was. The familiar dark blue smoke overwhelmed the arena, but still no titantron. The beat to In the City - Kevin Rudolf kicked in. The blue-white lights began their usual sequence around the ring and the crowd.
Soul Enigma's original titantron began to play, with some of the highlights of his recent matches. Yet there was still no sign of Soul, it stayed this way for a few seconds, before the music was interrupted by the announcer.
"Weighing in at 228lbs, from England... SOUL ENIGMA!!!!!!!!"
At this point Soul Enigma stepped into the arena, the white lights had been focused on his position, allowing the blue ones to spell out his name on the crowd.
Soul stopped just before the ramp, took couple of steps back then ran forwards a couple of steps throwing his right fist in the air signalling for the fireworks to be set off.
As he reached the ring he climbed up the turnbuckle then faced the crowd, lifting up his fist. He ran to the turnbuckle directly opposite and did the same there.
Soul took off his goggles, hat, and jacket. He threw each one at a different section of the crowd.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 1:48 am
Figgy stood the southeast turnbuckle, watching his opponent make his fanciful entrance. Once the lights and the crown died down he pushes himself off the corner and walks out to the center of the ring. He cocks out his right hand for a shake
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 11:31 am
Soul grinned, tilting his head slightly. He took Figgy's hand to crowd's amazment. he shook it as Figgy wanted. Soul would then attempt to pull Figgy close and drive his knee into Figgy's gut.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 10:52 pm
Apperently great minds think alike, for Figgy was attempting to pull his opponent in for a shoulder to the chest. Seeing as he just pulled the knee into himself, it is a safe bet that the Figgified got hit. He fell to the mat
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 6:40 am
Soul stumbled back, not expecting his opponent to use the same move at him, he grinned slightly. He would then attempt to kick Figgy's leg.
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2010 2:57 pm
Figgy's process of getting up was hindered by the kick to the leg. But he still attempted to return to his feet and fire off an elbow.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 8:55 am
Soul didn't expect Figgy to fight back as much as he was, he was hit and stumbled backwards, playing possum on the ropes whilst regaining some energy.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 12:16 pm
Figgy sees his opponent stumbling into the ropes and resting. Tapping his chin he contemplated whether to attack or let the opponent rest. Obviously deciding the former he comes a charging with an extended forearm. Going for a lariat
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 3:05 pm
Soul would duck down then attempt push Figgy over the ropes, this could leave him in a vunerable position if the move failed.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 3:51 pm
"OH SNAP" Figgy with the grace of a cow with a broken leg stumbles over the top rope and spills to the floor
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 5:47 am
Soul turned round to check how successful his counter was. It would seem he had done quite well. With no reason to delay the match any further he would climb the turnbuckle, and taunt Figgy. Soul would then attempt to hit his fallen opponent with a leg drop.
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 1:40 pm
Figgy managed to gather enough consciousness in order to roll onto his side, away from the maneuver
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 2:53 pm
Soul rolled to the barricade so he had something to lean himself against.
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