2014 Royal Rumble Match - Winner announced

[Yukari Clepsydra]

-Every new page a new participant appears, until all entrants remaining are in the match.
-When your number is called and you don't show up, you're eliminated simply put. You won't be replaced.
-You have until before the next page to enter (example, entrant 3 needs to show up before 4, else 3 is eliminated)
-Entrants 3-15 don't need to do long entrances.
-If you exit the ring (over the top rope, middle, bottom) you're eliminated
-No promo-ing outside of the ring when it's your turn to enter, don't waste people's time
-Eliminations (auto hits) are 24 hours, instead of 48, they will become 12 hours auto hit (not eliminations) when entrant #10 enters


1. Jack Arson - Eliminated by Boxer Anarchy
2. "The Destroyer of Worlds" - Eliminated by Management
3. Jarel Damone - Eliminated by Matt Shanahan
4. "BitB Rper of the Year 2013" (Kelly King 2.0) Eliminated by Hiro
5. Trent Eliminated by Matt Shanahan
6. Hiro Shin Mozas - Eliminated by: Kelly King 2.0 (Hiro had already eliminated Kelly King)
7. Hulk Hogan - Eliminated by Jack Arson
8. 'Role Model At Midnight' -Eliminated by Management
9. Derek Hawkins - Eliminated by Matt Shanahan
10. 'Swag' - Brantley Summers - Eliminated by Trent
11. Boxer Anarchy - Eliminated by the Gallant
12. 'A storm is coming' - Matt Shanahan - Winner
13. Pantera - Eliminated by Matt Shanahan
14. Salem Croft - Eliminated by Management
15. The Gallant - Eliminated by Matt Shanahan

Entrants 1 & 2 have 24 hours as of this post to enter or are eliminated

Elimination Order
1. The Destroyer of Worlds (Page 1)
2. Hulk Hogan (Page 5)
3. Kelly King 2.0 (Page 7)
4. Hiro Shin Mozas (Page 7)
5. Role Model at Midnight (Page 7)
6. Jack Arson (Page 10)
7. Brantley Summers (Page 11)
8. Derek Hawkins (Page 11)
9. Salem Croft (Page 14)
10. Trent (Page 16)
11. Jarel Damone (Page 17)
12. Pantera (Page 20)
13. Boxer Anarchy (Page 20)
14. The Gallant (Page 20)
Winner - Matt Shanahan  

[red_dragon_masta]

As the show moved on, it came time for the match for Royal Rumble match, and the crowd was brought to a hush as the lights were brought down dim and the arena was filled with the sound of Survival by eminem.

"This is survival of the fittest
This is do or die
This is the winner takes it all
So take it all"



"Wasn't ready to be no millionaire, I was ill-prepared
I was prepared to be ill though, the skill was there
In the beginning, it wasn't 'bout the ends
It was 'bout busting raps and standing for something, ******** acronym
Cut the ******** act like you're happy, I'm ******** back again
With another anthem, why stop when it doesn't have to end?
It ain't over 'til I say it's over – enough when I say enough
Throw me to them wolves and close the gate up
I'm afraid of what'll happen to them wolves
When the thought of being thrown into an alligator pit, I salivated it
Weight is up, hands up like it's 12 noon, nah, homie
Hold them bitches straighter up, wave 'em 'til you dislocate a rotator cuff
Came up rough, came to ruffle feathers, nah, egos
I ain't deflate enough, last chance to make this whole stadium erupt cause

This is survival of the fittest
This is do or die
This is the winner takes it all
So take it a-a-a-a-aa-all!!"

As Arson made his way out from the back, the look on his face oozed confidence as he paused on the ramp, throwing his arms up to the sides and flexing to show off his picture perfect physique, much to the displeasure of the fans, who booed Jack for his arrogance. The jeers would fall on deaf ears as Jack had his mind set on one thing, Wrestlemania. As his music continued, Arson would start down the ramp to the ring.

Ring Announcer- "Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the 2014 Royal Rumble Match!! Introducing the entrant who drew number one, he stands 6 foot 8 inches tall and weighs in at a dominating 320 pounds. From Sin City, the one and only ONE MAN WRECKING CREW....JACK AAAAARSON!!!!!!"

"I can see the finish line with each line that I finish
I'm so close to my goals I can almost pole vault over the goal post
And if I don't got enough in the tank, maybe I can just siphon enough
To fill up this last can, man will I survive in this climate or what?
They said I was washed up, and kinda blood-bathed
I'm not a rapper, I'm an adapter, I can adjust
Plus I can just walk up to a mic and just bust
So floor's open if you'd like to discuss
Top 5 in this ******** and if I don't make the cut
What, like I give a ********, I'mma light this b***h up like I'm driving a truck
To the side of a pump, 0 to 60 hop in and gun it
Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping 'em up
And if there should ever come a time where my life's in a rut
And I look like I might just give up, eh might've mistook
Me for bowing out I ain't taking a bow, I'm stabbing myself
With a ******** knife in the gut, while I'm wiping my butt!
Cause I just shitted on the mic, and I like getting cut
I get excited at the sight of my blood, you're in a fight with a nut
Cause I'mma fight 'til I die or win
Biting the dust it'll just make me angrier, wait
Let me remind you of what got me this far, picture me quitting
Now draw a circle around it and put a line through it, slut
It's survival of what?"

Arson would come to the ringside area, wasting little time sliding into the ring and rolling up to his feet, then making his way to the turnbuckle and climbing up onto the second rope. He would survey the crowd as he raised his right arm into the air, still receiving a lot of heat from the fans but would respond to it with nothing more then a smile and a middle finger, Arson could care less what these people thought of him, he was here to win this match and hurt as many people as he could in the process. Arson would then jump off the turnbuckle, turning to face the entrance ramp as he awaited the second entrant, while his music played out.

"So get your ideas, stack your ammo
But don't come unless you come to battle, I'm mad now jump in the saddle
This is it, it's what you eat, sleep, piss and s**t
Live, breathe, your whole existence just consists of this
Refuse to quit, fuse is lit, can't diffuse the wick
I don't do this music s**t, I lose my s**t
Ain't got s**t to lose, it's the moment of truth
It's all I know how to do, as soon as I get thrown in the booth, I spit
But my respect is overdue, I'm showing you the flow no one do
Cause I don't own no diploma for school, I quit!
So there's nothing for me to fall back on, I know no other trades
So you better trade your ******** mics in for some tool-box-es
Cause you'll never take my pride from me
It'll have to be pried from me, so pull out your pliers and your screwdrivers
But I want you to doubt me, I don't want you to believe
Cause this is something that I must use to succeed
And if you don't like me then ******** you!
Self esteem must be ******** shooting through-the-roof cause trust me
My skin is too thick and bullet proof to touch me
I can see why the ******** I disgust you
I must be allergic to failure cause every time I come close to it
I just sneeze, but I just go atchoo then achieve!"

 

[Yukari Clepsydra]

Introducing the participant who drew number three....  

[Drako Damone]

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. 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 more quickly than usual, seeing the opportunity to take charge of things here in WWFG. As such, he slides into the ring under the ropes and rises to his full height as the music dies out and goes right at Arson, attempting to catch him with a quick knee lift to the gut  

[red_dragon_masta]

Arson would side step Jarel as he came barreling at him looking to quickly throw several right and left hands at the head of The Dragon trying to wear the big man down.  

[Drako Damone]

missing the knee, Jarel is caught with a few punches from Arson. However, this just pisses him off so he reaches through the punches and looks to grab arson by the throat with both hands. From here, he would look to toss the other man into the corner and return the favor, only his lefts would be body shots and his rights to the head  

[red_dragon_masta]

Arson would be caught off guard by being so easily tossed into the corner and would throw his hands up to cover his face only to be caught in the midsection by several hard shots. Arson would look for the only way out of the corner and would look to stomp his 16EE boot into the metatarsal of The Dragon, hoping to cause enough of a break to reach out and pull him into the corner while he slipped out of the way.  

[Drako Damone]

its becoming clear that jarel is going to develop a quick and personal vendetta against Arson. He doesn't much like him, and that stomp to the foot showcases why. b*****d. and now he finds himself back first against the turnbuckle. Oh the fun must be getting ready to start now  

[red_dragon_masta]

As soon as Arson turns to face The Dragon he drops down and looks to thrust his shoulder directly into his gut a few times, looking to cause abdominal damage and wear this big man down so he could get him over the top rope.  

[Drako Damone]

the shoulder thrusts connect, though honestly that's not really helping Arson much, as it makes the Dragon sink into the turnbuckle slightly. He can't really fall, Arson's probably keeping him up, though a certain amount of wind is taken from the Dragon's wings, so to speak  

[red_dragon_masta]

Seeing The Dragon sulk into the corner gave Arson confidence that his onslaught was working in the start of the Royal Rumble, but he needed to pace himself because there was still 12 men left to enter this match and they all wanted the same thing he did. Arson would stand looking to quickly change his tactic and aim a second stomp targeting his adversaries kneecap.  

[Drako Damone]

The_Glass_House

technically, Jarel is still vertical, so the stomp makes him sink down just slightly, about to the level of the second rope, which means he's still standing. it'll take far more than this to take him down  

[red_dragon_masta]

Jarel certainly is a persistent one, but if you have been around long enough to be classified as being older then dirt you have to be doing something right. Be that as it may, Arson wouldn't let up, grabbing the ropes with both hands and aiming 5 more hard stomps into the abdomen of the sinking Dragon, and if all five of them connect he would pause long enough to throw a pair of birds up in Jarels face before sending a 6th and final stomp into his chest.  

[Drako Damone]

Jarel is caught with the first stomp, then the second, then a third, fourth, and fifth. However, Arson should know only stone cold could get away with pausing to flip someone the bird. as he goes for his final stomp, jarel grabs his foot, then throws a quick uppercut at his jaw  

[red_dragon_masta]

Arson is caught by the uppercut, and stumbles back holding his jaw. The O.M.W.C. was really starting to dislike this guy and eliminating him was going to become his primary objective in this match.