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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 10:08 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 11:22 am
As the crowd awaited for the arrival of the Dreadnaught, the lights faded out, engulfing the arena in darkness. Then from the black void of the arena's rafters a commanding, and dark voice spoke.All Rise...Motograter - Down "The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL. Introducing at this time, accompanied to the ring by his Uncle, The Messiah, Nathanial Creed. Weighing in at 483 pounds.. The Dreadnaught! DISSSCIPLLLLEE!!!"As the jerking sound of Disciple's theme hit the PA, the lights flashed and flickered to the beat of the song. Smoke began to pour out from the back and bellow out from a few points on the stage quickly covering the stage and ramp with a thick layer. Soon Disciple and the sinister Nathanial Creed appeared from the back with a slow and methodical walk. smoke parted with each step he took. Disciple took his time, slowly approaching the ring, scanning the crowd from beneath his mask and hood. He stopped just inches from the apron, and reached up grabbing the top rope and pulled himself onto the apron. Nathanial however casually made his way up the steel steps and into the ring. Disciple stopped again, and looked across the crowd before stepped over the top rope and into the ring. He stopped as soon as both feet touched the canvas, and stared across the ring, at the official. He then slowly made his way to the center of the ring, where he would stop and began to remove his hood and trenchcoat with the assistance from his Uncle. The crowd was giving a defining mixed reaction for the pair. After removing his entrance attire, Disciple backed into one of the corners furthest from the stage, as Nathanial made his way to ringside with Disciple's things. The Dreadnaught kept his empty gaze on the stage awaiting his opponent. He rolled his neck and shoulders as he awaited the sound of new Superstar's music.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 12:18 pm
BAMwent off a row of cannon-fire like pyro as Overture 1812 played over the loudspeakers. In came the explosive superstar Boom from the smoke left behind. Boom beat his chest and raised his arms enthusiastically as the crowd cheered. making his way to the ring from Death Valley, The Man Called... BOOM! Boom slapped his gas mask covered head repeatedly as he roared and hollered. He ran over to the ring steps and moved up them, launching himself over the top rope and climbing the corner. He slapped his chest, chanting "BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM..." as the crowd chanted with him.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 12:44 pm
The Dreadnaught stood in his corner, adjusting the wraps around his wrist as he awaited the bell.*Ding! Ding! Ding!*With the sounding of the bell, it signaled the start of the match. Disciple wasted no time to exit his corner and approach the rookie superstar. Looking to use his massive size advantage Disciple made sure to block off any path Boom could take around him. If successful Disciple would try and use his strength and manhandle Boom and set him up for a huge chop to the chest.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 4:05 pm
When the bell rang, Boom shot out of his corner like a rocket and clashed with the juggernaught. It was like immovable object meeting unstoppable force before disciple slapped a chop across booms chest. Stopped for a split second, the masked man aimed a right fist for disciples head.
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 5:27 pm
After the welt inducing chop, Disciple wasn't expecting retaliation so quickly. Especially from a man with a new two hundred pound weight disadvantage. However the right landed, Disciple's head quickly shot back to lock his gaze on his fellow masked competitor. Almost as if the right had no effect. Disciple would try and scoop Boom up, and launch him up and over, out of the corner.
Nathanial stood nearby on the outside, gloating and mocking his Nephew's opponent. "Your gonna have to come with better then that!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 8:51 pm
Now Boom was no giant, and certainly was smaller than the juggernaught disciple, but he was no small man. He hooked his hardened muscle biceps on the ropes, resisting the large man's attempts as he used his thick legs to try to kick him away.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 11:15 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 12:01 pm
The toss was blocked, and the kick had found it's mark. However Disciple wasn't about to let this new star show him up, not this early in the match. powering through the kick, the Dreadnaught went to hit him with a hard back elbow against the side of his opponent's skull.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 12:37 pm
The elbow hit flush, knocking booms masked head back, rocking him as he remained in the corner. The mask made it difficult to tell if he was out of it or not.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 3:39 pm
With the elbow connecting, Disciple saw fit to continue with his earlier plan. He again tried to grab him under the shoulder, and behind his neck. Looking to toss the masked musclehead across the ring.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 4:21 pm
Boom seemed loopy, almost dead like as he hung in the corner. With no resistance whatsoever, he was hurled like a rag doll and crashed into the mat.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 4:27 pm
To keep the offense going Disciple followed in toe after tossing Boom. Looking to hit him with an elbow drop across his opponent's sternum before he could get the chance to get back to his feet.
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2014 5:04 pm
What was going on? Did the elbow knock something loose? Boom didn't move or seem to react as the big man dropped down onto his chest. Yhe crowd began to chant to get something. The arena started to flood with the audiences shouts.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 3:46 pm
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