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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 4:00 pm
The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 4:01 pm
Take me down to the river bend Take me down to the fighting end Wash the poison from off my skin Show me how to be whole again
The titantron lit up with a video that was familiar. It showed highlights of Hiro. His former video was bright, showed highlights of him winning the Rumble, teaming with Talon from years ago and such. This one, however...Is eerily dark. Many images of Hiro in a large glass box, with cracks slowly growing on the walls. Finally, the box explodes, and "Hiro Shin-Mozas" appears on the tron as the music began to kick in. "Castle of Glass" by Linkin Park played over the PA. The fans booed the calm theme, as they knew the man behind it. Moments later, Hiro Shin-Mozas stepped out from the back.  Fly me up on a silver wing Past the black where the sirens sing Warm me up in a nova's glow And drop me down to the dream below
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass Hardly anything there for you to see For you to see
The boos poured out from the crowd as Hiro stood upon the stage, looking out at the crowd. He rubbed his eyes a little. It seemed like he really hadn't been sleeping, he looked worse then the show before. The fans boo very loudly, it almost drowns out the music playing over the PA. Hiro smiles a wicked smile, and he slowly pulls from his jacket pocket....a book of matches. The fans boo some more, and Hiro brings the book up to his face. He examines it, and his smile grows a bit. Opening the book, he rips out a match, and quickly lights it. He looks at it for a moment, before tossing it behind him, and quickly taking two steps forward. Suddenly, the entire stage is engulfed in flames, obviously just a pyrotechnic display. Then, suddenly, the sound of glass shattering filled the arena, and the fire, and the lights, quickly went out. No, it wasn't Stone Cold Steve Austin, so even more fans got louder with their boos for Hiro. After moments of unforgiving darkness, a spotlight shone down from the rafters and engulfed Hiro. He made his way down the ramp, eyeing the fans occasionally, with the smile from his face slowly retreating. Bring me home in a blinding dream, Through the secrets that I have seen Wash the sorrow from off my skin And show me how to be whole again
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass Hardly anything there for you to see For you to see
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass Hardly anything else I need to be
Hiro got to the ring, and made his way over to the steps. Using those steps, he walked on up them to the apron, and entered the ring through the ropes. The spotlight followed him as he maneuvered through the hostile-filled darkness. He walked to a corner, and climbed up it, and stood there, looking out into the darkness of the crowd. The spotlight suddenly turned the color red, as red as fire. With that, the arena's lights came back on as Hiro leaped back down to the ring. Ripping off his jacket and tossing it out, Hiro began to pace about his side of the ring in front of the announce table, keeping his eyes locked on the stage. It was time to take down the castle.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 4:24 pm
the lights dim slightly in the arena as the ever familiar chords of Down with the Sickness by Disturbed hits the PA.
Can you feel that?
The fans look to the entrance as all along the ramp mechanical torches are raised. The music is familiar, and the die hards in the audience that have lighters light them.
Oh wah ah ah ah!
Flames burst up on the stage and the crowd erupts in cheers as Jarel Damone steps out onto the stage and stands, looking out into the sea of fans who hadn't seen him in over a year now. He's dressed in his usual jeans and a sleeveless shirt, complete with his gloves but forgoing the usual coats or vests. The torches on the ramp shoot flames periodically in time with the beat of the music and the Dragon begins to make his way to the ring.
Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Broken your servant I kneel (Will you give in to me?) It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly changing ... in me (Will you give in to me?)
Jarel makes his way down the ramp, stopping on occasion to slap a fan's hand.
Looking at my own reflection When suddenly it changes Violently it changes Oh no, There is no turning back now You've woken up the demon ... in me
Jarel stops at the end of the ramp, looking around the ringside area and into the rafters.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Open up your hate, and let it flow into me Get up, come on get down with the sickness You mother get up Come on get down with the sickness You ******** get up Come on get down with the sickness Madness is the gift, that has been given to me
The Dragon steps up onto the apron, eyes looking up to the rafters still as the silver Dragon symbol is lowered to the ring.
I can see inside you, the sickness is rising Don't try to deny what you feel (Will you give in to me?) It seems that all that was good has died And is decaying in me (Will you give in to me?)
Stepping in over the top rope, Jarel walks to the center of the ring and watches as the symbol comes to a stop a few feet above the ring.
It seems you're having some trouble In dealing with these changes Living with these changes Oh no, the world is a scary place Now that you've woken up the demon ... in me
As the chorus hits again, Jarel turns away from the symbol towards the fans and raises his fist in his usual taunt. Flames burst up from the turnbuckle and the symbol lights up as the fans continue to cheer. The symbol rises back into the rafters as Jarel lowers his fist and the music slowly fades out.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 4:31 pm
This was it. Time for the second step in breaking. Hiro was ready. Jarel was ready. The crowd, they were pretty damn ready. The ref made sure it was true, and once he determined it to be so, he threw out his arm, motioning for the bell. One Ding, Two Ding, Three Ding. The crowd immediately broke out in chants of support for Jarel, and hatred for Hiro. The Crack in the Castle turned to face the crowd, leaning over and yelling back at them that he was doing this not just for himself, but for everybody. Hiro quickly turned back around to face Jarel, and took steps into the middle of the ring, holding out his arms, looking to lock up with the Dragon and get things going.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 4:40 pm
Jarel walks to the center of the ring, focused on his opponent. He'd had strong words and strong actions for Hiro lately. he would give no less tonight. As he goes into the lockup, Jarel attempts to give Hiro one hard shove to the mat, wanting to assert himself early
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 4:44 pm
Hiro is shoved down to the mat, and the crowd gives an instant pop. On his back, Hiro looks up at Jarel, putting out a hand, begging him not to capitalize. Hiro attempted to scramble back up to his feet to avoid continuing to take damage at the hands of the dominate Dragon.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 4:45 pm
Jarel smirks, allowing Hiro to regain his feet.
"Lesson one, kid."
His point proven, he signals Hiro to come at him again
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 4:54 pm
Hiro quickly popped back up to feet, because Jarel let him. Big mistake from the vet, Hiro is like mosquito, you need to kill him while he is one place. Don't let him escape. He shouted back, "Of course you'd call me a kid, you're as old as dirt". Hiro would look to lock back up with Jarel. However, this time, it was a ploy! As the men got together, Hiro would attempt to deliver a hard kick to the Dragon's gut!
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 4:56 pm
old as dirt or not, Jarel is going to hurt Hiro. Nothing satisfies him more than to beat a guy mentally as well as physically. As he goes into the second lock up, however, Jarel is doubled over by a hard kick to the gut
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 5:00 pm
Following the kick, Hiro wanted to deliver a couple of hard forearm shots to the back of Jarel. Perhaps after all these years, Jarel would have developed some serious back problems. Either way, he was gonna have them after Hiro was done with him. The fans were still in Jarel's corner, booing Hiro as he captured the upper hand in the match.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 5:02 pm
Jarel is struck with several shots to the back.This probably wasn't the best strategy for Hiro, as Jarel looks to shove him back a step. The Dragon would then rise back to full height and throw another right hook as Hiro's jaw
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 5:04 pm
Hiro was shoved back just as he was going to attempt to continue his assault! How lucky for Jarel. However, the shoving didn't do much! Hiro would look to quickly wrap his arms around Jarel's waist, and....OH GOD! A huge punch connected out of no where, and Hiro was layed out back first on the mat! My god, the Dragon has a HARD FIST!
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 5:06 pm
the crowd cheers loudly again, as Hiro has just gotten knocked on his a** for the second time in the match. Ever one to deliver, Jarel reaches down to pull Hiro up by the head and then toss him against the turnbuckle
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 5:09 pm
Hiro is lifted up by the Dragon, and sent back first into the turnbuckle. Hooking his arms on the top ropes, Hiro looks to shake the cobwebs out of his head so that he could get back on the defensive. Hiro sure did under estimate Jarel. Why did he do that? The man did win one of the greatest Wrestlemania matches of all time, after all.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 5:11 pm
Jarel isn't about to let up on Hiro this time. With Hiro leaning against the turnbuckle, the Dragon looks to lay in the heavy lumber with some right and left body shots to the ribs. Clearly it would be harder for Hiro to recover if he couldn't breathe
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