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 Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 12:29 pm
"The following contest is a standard rules Three Way Dance, in order to win you must eliminate both other competitors. Introducing first....."
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 6:42 pm
The Arena went quiet, emotions would be spread throughout the arena, as they were waiting and holding their signs up waiting for the appearence of the superstar. As the crowd was being impatient; Heartless by Chris Starr would hit the PA system   The fans would look at the entrance ramp as well as listen to the theme of Trent as they would express there opinions which mainly would be boo's, although from certain parts of the arena would be cheers or boo's for the other competitor he would be facing. Trent would come out with a smirk on his face, the fans would be on there feet expecting a great match whether they liked or disliked the man making his entrance at this time, seeing as he had made history various times as well as, participated in great matches. Trent would walk on the stage, and then walked to the left side and looked in the crowd. Trent would then walk on the right side of the stage, and have a devious smile. Trent would than walk to the middle of the stage and raise both arms in the styling that looked like a cross, as pyrotechnics would come from both left and right sides of the stage. Trent would stay in that position for a few seconds as he would than lower his hands as the pyrotechnics would stop as the crowd would love it. Trent would than take a stroll down the ramp
Announcer: Introducing at this time, from St Paul Minnesota, weighing at 216 Pounds, TRENT!
Trent would keep a straight face as he stopped, not even midway of the ramp as he would look around the arena at the screaming fans. Trent would be wearing a normal black belt around his black and white striped pants. He would also have a black T-shirt with the wording Saturday Night's Light which can be purchased in TNWFshop.com. Trent would yell at the arena: "GIVE ME THE RESPECT I DESERVE". As the fans would once again either boo or cheer at what they heard and saw.
Trent would once again continue walking. He made a left turn and got on the stairs climb on step by step, and walked on the apron. Trent would turn around and look at the crowd behind him, looking at the fan signs and the people cheering and booing at his presence. Trent would have a smile on his face, as Trent turned around and jumped on top of the turnbuckle. Trent would look around and see the thousands in attendance seeing them cheering and booing at him, Trent was loving the response to the feedback he had been receiving from the people in attendance. Trent looking as confident as ever, entering the ring at this time, as he had a microphone in his hands.
"At this time, before the other competitors enter this ring, I would like to speak to you. The viewers." The crowd would be silent as they didn't know Trent well enough to boo him or to cheer for him at this time. Trent would continue. "I am sure none of you know me well, unless if you have watched other indie promotions such as TNWF, WWF:G, other names that some may know, and others may not know." Trent took a quick breath and continued. "But I am going to tell you a little bit about my fighting technique. When there are no rules, and I am able to maybe take a few chairs out. Possibly a table." Trent would smile and continue. "And in this match, I am able to as there is not one competitor, but two. And for my debut, I shall show you a great treat when I face Boxer, and Currin." Trent would pace around the ring and would have lowered and raised the microphone back to his lips. "I hope you all enjoy the match, and to my competitors, get your asses in the ring." Trent would throw the microphone out as he waited for his two other opponents.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 6:54 pm
Trent was growing impatient as none of the competitors were showing. Trent would yell out. "Isn't anyone going to come out" Trent would wait as the fans were probably growing impatient as well
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Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 5:04 pm
Freaks and Geeks by childish Gambino hit the arena.... Currin walked out with a smirk looking at the eager Trent waiting for him. Alright, Gambino is a mastermind, ******** a b***h to Annotatepass the time
Mass appeal, orange rind, smoke your green, I'm spendin' mine
The beat is witches brew, but beware this s**t is potent
E.E. cummin' on her face, now that's poetry in motion
Yeah, Gambino make it work, I'm the boss move somethin'
Yeah, this cool ********' suits me, swag two button
Yeah, these girls be actin' crazy when they're dancin': Black Swan
I ain't ********' at the club, put your clothes back on
This beat is a disaster, 9/11 this track
Rappers wanna battle me, I have to mail their heads back
And my clique make that dinero, so it's time to meet the ******** am runnin' this b***h, you are just a dog walker"Representing San Diego CA... "Currin raised his arms up high as he heard the mixed reaction of the crowd. Some just happy that he played a Childish Gambino Song. He pointed at Trent and motioned a gun going off... He slowly began to walk to the ring high fiving fans along the way. "Weighing in at 234lbs and Standing at 6ft 3inch....!!"Currin smirked so more as he thought of his debut back when he won his first title. Think about it fAnnotateor a second, man we eatin', where's your breakfast?
Man, you hungry have this sandwich, got my wallet, cheese and lettuce
An elephant never forgets, so my d**k remembers everything
Green inside your wallet is that p***y open sesame
Runnin' the game, ******** am I sayin', runnin' the Earth, give me a month
Told all you niggas I'm in it to win it cause havin' an Emmy just wasn't enough
You get sloppy drunk, I stay whiskey neat
My clique should be cancelled: Freaks and GeeksCurrin stepped up the steps and went through the ropes and stood there looking at Trent. " The White Tiger, The Hero, The Beast.... Currin Hammond...!!!!!!!!"Currin squatted in the corner not taking his eyes off Trent.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 7:30 pm
((posting entrance tomorrow))
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 5:13 am
The three men had now amde their entrances, the official checked on all competitors seeing if they were physically able to compete. After the check was complete he signaled to the bell keeper's area to start the match. The bell would ring three times as Trent automatically jumped out of his corner and started to skim around the ropes. Watching both his opponents closely
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 9:01 pm
Boxer quickly rolled out of the ring. Triple Threats were NoDQ so he would just chill on the outside for a little while.
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 9:39 pm
Trent followed Boxer outside. Just to make a search for the perfect weapon that fit Trent
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 10:42 am
Currin was patient with his opponents seeing as how they wanted to beat the s**t out of one another first Currin would play the waiting game.
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 1:38 pm
The three men separated. Boxer doing what he wanted, Trent grabbing a steel chair. Taking his chance, and then there was Currin who was waiting for his opponents to come inside the ring so he could attack them and have the upper hand right from the start. A smart idea on Trent, but Trent was smarter as he wouldn't fall for such an easy trick. Instead he stalked Boxer as he slowly approached Boxer. Hoping Boxer was not aware of Trent, as Trent would be ducking behind the apron covering.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 1:15 am
Currin knew this match would only pro lounge if he waited. He was the larger and stronger of the 3 men so he knew strength was on his side. He reached in his trunks and pulled out two pairs of brass knuckles and quietly slipped them on. He go out of the ring closets to the entrance and would proceed to make his way to boxer as well fully aware of Trents hidden presence under the apron. He wasn't aiming to double team anyone but simply kill two birds with one stone.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 12:57 pm
((just a note Currin, its Brass Knuckles))
Boxer was smart enough to pay attention to the competitors stalking him and before they could make their way to him, the demon would quickly run to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and back up to his feet. He was the veteran in the match and was looking to blow off some steam.
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Posted: Thu Dec 19, 2013 1:36 pm
Trent no longer had a reason to crouch and hide, not like it worked anyways. So Trent stood up and tried to find a way of entering the ring without throwing himself into the arms of danger. Thinking he should use the other competitor as a distraction or an ally. Trent still keeping a hold of his chair and watching his competitors. As the crowd would be begging for some action, other than running and avoidance
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 12:05 am
(( I thought I spelled it write damn spell check .-. and ps you're not the only vet here))
Currin stepped back closer the barricades he grew so very tired of the waiting game but it was after all a three way dance.
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Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 5:06 am
Trent being fed up with the waiting, would slide the chair slightly inside as he followed. Two men in the ring. This may be a bad position for Trent, or maybe even Boxer. But the crowd was getting hyped for some action to actually start after such a long wait
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