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 Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 5:10 pm
"The following contest is a tag team match, scheduled for one fall, and will determine the first #1 Contenders for the BBW Tag Team Championship! Introducing first..."
Weather: Cloudy, dry cold air.
Wind: 4 mph
Temperature: 55 degrees Fahrenheit.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 1:55 pm
The crowd has been hearing of a new face in the roster, known under the alias "Omen" but what was he like? What would this man bring to the table and would it be good enough? These questions would be answered in a few moments as the crowd growing in eagerness, making a more tense atmosphere as not even a little taste was enough to quench their thirst for knowing more about the mysterious man. Suddenly, it would be like it all changed once the song "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails hit the PA system.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The music would continue as a howl would accompany the vocals and the beat. The crowd looked down at the ramp and stage which began to be overflowed with fog, the crowd getting eerie waiting for the appearance of the unknown man.
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
The chorus was about to begin as small parts of tattered clothing could be seen coming from outside the thick fog. The crowd tried to adjust their heads enough to see the man, but they would see him soon anyways as the man would walk outside the fog, with his hand grasping a stick in support of walking down the ring and in the opposite hand, a mirror ball.
Slowly the man began to take a few more steps and all his clothing would be shown, and what seemed to be a mask of sorts on his head. It looked like a burlap sack with holes cut out near the eyes so the man could see. Upon further inspection, the man's eyes were completely bloodshot.
"From Parts Unknown, weighing in tonight at 264 pounds, Omen!"
The announcer would do his job and announce the strange man's stats. Something seemed off about "Omen". Just by the way he walked and appeared was unsettling, imagine him speaking and wrestling. This man however has a pretty dark background, so him inside the squared circle will indeed be an experience.
Omen made his way down to ringside within a minute or so. He would look over the arena, surveying all sides of it for unknown reasons. This man was the personification of creepy if there ever was one. Omen definitely stood out among many other wrestlers. He would continue to slowly walk towards the stairs, where he would throw the stick inside the ring, and his mirror ball, beginning to climb up the stairs slowly, as if he needed to slowly move up the stairs, otherwise his legs would give out. However, that was just a ruse from the man, seeing he will be competing right now.
Omen, would enter the ring and fall inside his corner, eyes open wide as he let out a spine-tingling yell out so the whole crowd could hear him. This would stop the hearts of many just for a moment, but after that creepy ordeal, he would throw off his top into the crowd, waiting.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 3:00 pm
The lights shut off and the titan tron began playing. A man was speaking from it.
"It is said that there were two of brothers climbed a ladder up to the forbidden kingdom to trick the corrupted gods, As punishment for such actions they were driven mad,
being forced To take the new name,
Jokers division."
Johnny cage began playing The song
Rusty cage.
You wired me awake
and hit me with a hand of broken nails.
people rushed onto the ramp standing on the edge of each side.
You tied my lead,
and pulled my chain until my blood began to boil
A person in blue jokers face paint began walking to the ring.
I'm ganna break!
I'm Ganna break my
Ganna break my rusty cage and run.
Another in red jokers face pain came from under the ring and slid in on the announcer table side of Omen. The other which had blue face paint got in on the ramp side of Omen. Both had bad intention. they then rushed towards Omen begging the battle early.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2014 10:25 pm
It looks like the two wanted to fight before Andrew came to Omen's side, and he was perfectly fine with cracking a few skulls. Omen would watch the two men who approached him like a hawk, knowing he was the prey despite the fact he is a dominant force on his own behalf. What would the two men try to do to the Freak?
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 3:00 am
It looks like the man in blue face paint brought something with him. A bat with wire on it and a steel chair. The bat was tossed over omen to the one in red face paint. They looked at him as they rushed him. The one in red face paint would try and hit him in the chest with the chair while the other one would go for the legs with the barbed wire bat.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 3:43 am
As the match was not so equal, the fans wondered where Omen's partner was located but truth be told, it would be normal if Andrew Styles did not show up at all since his attitude was that of deranged and unstable but then Kavinsky's Roadgame hit the PA, the fans wondering who it was and as it seemed, it was Andrew Styles coming out, being already in his ring attire, not bothering with putting on glasses or a coat for the matter, no fireworks or nothing fancy, just naturally coming out to the song as the song paced up, Andrew revealed to have a black baseball bat in his right hand as he ran towards the ring, the fans cheered after they noticed that Andrew would absolutely come to fight.
His eyes scanned Omen's odds for the moment as he aimed to strike the man in the red face paint right on the head, whether the other turned to him or not, and if by any chances that hit connected, Andrew would have his sights set on the blue face painted male. Seems he came out in time to avoid an ugly display.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 3:20 pm
Omen would have been rushed by the two men, but he would attempt to fight back despite the use of weapons. If he were able to do so, he would grab the blue-masked man and try to keep the grasp while facing difficulty in keeping that hold while being struck by weapons. However, it would be easier to do so since Andrew has now come out of the dark to help the largest monster in the right currently.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 3:48 pm
"Look out!" the on on the left.while he looked back to omen who attempted to grab him. They both dropped and rolled away to the other corner of the ring. The both stood up and looked at the two. Both were twins making it hard to tell which from which. One stepped out of the ring while the other stayed. awaiting for them to get who they would have decided and start.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 3:51 am
"Sorry if I came a bit late. You all set to kick their asses, Omen?"
Andrew asked with a grin towards his partner for tonight as he handed the baseball bat to Omen before the match would get paced up and started.
Andrew already was ready to be the starter of this match, this meaning, he wanted to start with one of the twin wrestlers.
Of course, there was already something in Andrew's mind, a strategy as we speak and maybe by the end of this, both twins would get their faces red, doused in their own blood. Such things ran through The True Crimson's mind.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 9:53 am
Omen was handed by a baseball bat from Andrew, his partner of the night. He gave the man a cold stare and a nod, then changing his glances to the opponent of tonight who tried to attack him at his most vulnerable point, but still having it backfire. Omen would be the first to step into the ring, standing his ground with a bat in hand. Omen wasn't fancy about being blindsided by two people with weapons, and thus had an omen to give to the two pathetic pieces of scum on the outside of the ring.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 10:02 am
Getting the bat and the chair, The first one would hold the chair like a shield and the bat like a sword. Smacking the bat against the chair, he would stare at him with a mysterious small pouch on his right side hip.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 10:20 am
Omen would stare at the two men doing some sort of awkward set-up for their match. Wasting the Freak's time and running his patience into the ground, just like Omen plans to run both men's skulls into the ground with the rest of them. While waiting, Omen would adjust his grip on the baseball bat in his hands as the start of the match looks to be a promising one.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 11:44 am
"Well look at this. a team of psychos against a psycho and another fighter! lets see how this pans out!" the announcer would say. He began walking up towards the center of the ring and stared at Omen.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 12:43 pm
Omen would have approached the man who was near the center of the ring. Keeping that gaze on him, and that bat in hand in case any shenanigans were pulled with either both men or that weapon of the man in front of him. The Freak waiting for the man to make the first move or for the bell to ring and officially start the mauling of two psychos.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 12:52 pm
The bell had rang and the twin had put the chair up blocking any attacks. He began circling around the man. Smacking the chair with the bat meaning for him to bring it.
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