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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:31 am
the following contest is scheduled for one fall. introducing first....
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 12:03 pm
I don't love how you love but please don't leave me here alone I don't feel how you feel Well it's my fault I'm bones
I don't die how you die I can't just waste away You keep changing your life Everyday
The lights switch to black light as the song begins to play and smoke begins to pour out along the entrance and up into the air. The crowd was quiet as they watched in awe and confusion at this strange entrance. Laser lights flashed and rotated during the entrance, never staying in one spot for long. [Chorus] If it burns I'll keep fueling the same dream If you fall I'll remember to save game I don't want your Remedy
I don't fall how you fall I won't hold on you can't let go When it's pain that I feared I made you take it slow
I don't cry how you cry there's nothing left to me you keep changing my life everyday
Matt slowly crawled out onto the stage like he was trying to crawl through tar. His face and body paint glowing in the black light as well as his white clothes. He was at center stage when the music picked up and Matt suddenly jumped up to his feet and fireworks shot up and out towords the ring! The lights went back to normal and Matt made his way down the ramp on one side, high fiving fans and getting the crowd pumped. "FROM WASHINGTON DC, AT A WEIGHT OF 230 POUNDS....................MATT DRAVEN!" [Chorus 2x]
I don't want I don't need I don't want Remedy
I don't want Remedy!
[Chorus]
Matt climbed the steel steps and walked about halfway on the apron and turned back to the fans that sat along the ramp. He raised a both arms up so his hands were near his face and extended his pointer, middle, thumb, and pinky were up and his ring fingers stayed curled like when they were in a fist. He leaned back against the ropes and tipped his head back and strectched out his arms and screamed upwards at the ceiling of the arena. Matt straightened back up and ducked underneathe the top rope and into the ring, he ran to aturnbuckle across the ring and hopped onto the second rung and repeated the taunt from earlier. Matt then got down and repeated the taunt on the other three turnbuckles in a clockwise order before climbing down and standing in the middle of the ring, and waited for the bell to ring. 
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 6:43 am
Redeemer hits the PA as orange light covers the arena. Red pyros shoot up on the stage and Robert Orman heads out. the crowd erupts in boos
"And his opponent, from Kansas City, Missouri, weighing in at 330 pounds, Robert Orman!"
Robert begins to make his way down the ramp, focusing his eyes on the ring
Styles: Robert wasn't on Impact earlier this week due to the injuries sustained by the SEWF World champion at All Hell's Eve in the last man standing match. One has to wonder if the big man is at one hundred percent
Foley: given the brutality of the match, there's no way he's at one hundred percent. But speaking as a hardcore legend, you can't let that stop you from competing.
Robert makes his way to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope. He rises up to his full height, looking across the ring at the smaller Draven
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 1:30 pm
Matt looked back at Orman and simply shook his head. Why was it always the big guys that he had to face off against? Really now! Regardless of what he thought, Matt shook out his hands as the bell rang.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:18 pm
Orman looks at Draven from beneath his hair. as the bell rings, he doesn't make a move. one could wonder just what the hell is wrong with him
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:24 pm
Matt couldn't help but grin. There was nothing wrong with Orman, just typical big guy mindset. Namely: Let the smaller guy come to you. Which was all well and good, until you meet Matt Draven. Who wasn''t your typical small guy. Seeing as he was six foot four inches tall and ranged anywhere from 230 pounds to 240 pounds.
"What's wrong chubs? You got bad knees?" he said taunting Orman from across the ring. First thing get under his skin and get him unfocused. Then he could do some crazy moves against the big guy.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:27 pm
Robert shows no signs that he registers anything Draven has said. beneath his hair, he has a distant look in his eyes, almost like he's looking past draven. tactics be damned, Robert isn't even fully there right now
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:33 pm
Alright, now this was weird. Why wasn't the big guy doing anything? Even the referee was a little bit confused and went to see if he was good to compete, Matt on the other hand dove out of the ring, grabbed himself a chair, and walked clear around the outside of the ring before slowly trying to climb back into the ring behind Orman.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:36 pm
as the referee questions him, Robert merely stares at the referee. this makes him unaware of what Draven is doing, if he'd ever been aware of it in the first place
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:40 pm
Matt entered the ring, and made sure the chair was neatly folded up before attempting to drive the top of it into the back of orman's knee!
Styles: "Orman isn't paying attention?"
Foley: "Draven's about to get the big man's attention!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:43 pm
with this, Orman goes down to one knee. it remains to be seen if the referee saw the attack with the chair, but orman is down to a knee
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:11 pm
Matt didn't really care if the referee saw the chair shot or not. You see he was about to see the next one as Matt attempted to drill the back of Orman's head with the same chair!
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:14 pm
and now orman is dropped to the mat with the second chair shot. strange, this seemed more like robert's tactic but it's being used against him
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:22 pm
Orman was down and eating a face full of canvas. Should he stop and make sure he was alright? NAH! Draven positioned himself near Orman's head and attempted to once again hit Robert in the head with the, not dented, chair!
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:26 pm
at some point the ref has to call the match, not that orman cares as he's hit with another chair shot, making sure that right now, he's not getting up
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