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 Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2025 12:52 pm
3rd February 2025 - 23rd February 2025
One Day Auto-Hit or Auto-Recover
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is part of the Best Of Three Series!
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Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2025 6:27 pm
The lights in the arena dim down as Ain't About the Money hits the PA.
Ahhhh, ahhhh
Ahhhh, ahhhh
blue and white lights begin to flash while a thin layer of smoke comes across the stage and down the ramp. Flames spring up along the set and the crowd begins to cheer
If you know like I know say
Ain't about the money, it's about the power (say)
Ain't about the money, it's about the power (you know like I know say)
Ain't about the money, it's about the power (say)
Ain't about the money, it's about the power
Finally the former World champion steps out into view and the cheers grow louder. There's a slight change in his attire. Instead of his usual vest, he's wearing a t-shirt with a dragon across it and the words Drakonian Empire across the top of it. Drako Damone looks out over the arena for several moments before starting to make his way down the ramp
Think about it, think about it
Ain't no need to think about it
Get that Money, keep that power
No they not the same thing
Money can be anybody
This somebody, that nobody
When it comes to power
Circle, super small and maintain
Money make em' do it cause of what you give to em'
Power make em' do it cause you told them to do it
Money make you fly, power never die, don't know why
Money can be lost, power never need an alibi
Blood thicker than the champagne
Power in my pride, power in my last name
"..from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 225 pounds, Drako Damone!!"
Drako stops at the end of the ramp and look around the arena for a few more moments before he turns and walks up the stairs and into the ring, moving to the center to stretch out right into his old pose. Pyro shoots off behind him, a nice flash to the past for him and he straightens up again
When I'm in your presence you can feel the power
Even if this company was built from powder
Girls, kissin, on the couch, women, in the, shower
Surround, myself with kings, you can keep the cowards
Everytime I reminisce, I'm reppin' different bitches
Blood is thicker than water but BS is the thickest
Let the chain round my neck tell my life story
Born into the money but would die for glory
Get ready for the takeover, that face, lip and makeover
That case, that I break open, that great fifth like Beethoven
If you, wanna get it poppin', I can be in the team
Thirty-four, in a, rocket cause Hakeem's the dream
(Get it? They don't get it)
The Soaring Dragon walks to the corner and steps up onto the second turnbuckle, covering his eyes to look out into the crowd of cheering fans.
Oooh, we're makin' moves
You're only doing what my power let you do
You see that money isn't everybody's thing
When it comes to power, can only be one king
Finally, Drako steps down and removes the t-shirt, tossing it out to the crowd as he turns to await the arrival of his old rival
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 5:11 am
The annual Royal Rumble event had come around to great anticipation; this was quite possibly the biggest Royal Rumble that WWFG had put on in over a decade!
With the electricity in the air palpable, everyone watched and waited with baited breath as the commentators slowed down their conversation to the screen.
Drako makes his epic entrance and the music dies down a little, as that anticipation begins to build. This was the first match in a Best of 3 series, to determine which of these two legendary superstars would be retiring.
Suddenly the lights dropped, as four spotlights took to the stage, illuminating a single spot, with Shadow Moses kicking in.
[Shadow Moses - Bring Me The Horizon]
Can you tell by the look in her eyes?
(We're going nowhere)
We live our lives like we're ready to die!
(We're going nowhere)
Can you tell by the look in her eyes?
(We're going nowhere)
We live our lives like we're ready to die!
(We're going nowhere)
Rising up from under the stage stood the returning Nuke Fusion, dressed in a stunning red/burgundy mixed attire. An almighty roar came from the crowd as the entrance music really kicked in, strobe lighting kicking in at the same time, an ode to a bygone era.
The strobing slowly came away as Fusion stepped forward towards the ramp, raising a hand up to his eyebrows and making a sweeping searching gesture out at the crowd. He beat his chest several times with his fist as they roared back, with Nuke now making his way down the ramp.
"Making his way to the ring.. weighing in at two-hundred and fifty pounds.. Nuke! Fusion!"
I thought I'd buried you,
And covered the tracks,
You'll have to take this with your cold dead hands,
I thought I'd buried you!
(What's dead can never die!)
Severed the feeling,
I slipped through the cracks and you caved in my ceiling,
I thought I'd buried you!
(What's dead can never die!)
...
F***!
The spotlights followed Nuke down the ramp as he picked up in to a jog, sliding in to the bottom rope and running to a turnbuckle. He jumped up in one leap and raised a fist in to the air, to another pop from the crowd.
Nuke continues to do this at each corner, before jumping down and taking off his jacket, giving it to the referee to put away. He beats his chest again, turning to face the stage as his music dies off and he awaits his opponent for the night.
Fusion looked over and across the ring to one of his arch rivals, a superstar of world-class caliber.. Drako Damone.
The bell rang, signaling the start of the match, and the crowd roared. Not a single man, woman, or child were sat in their seat for the opening match tonight.
The ref stepped back, waiting on the first coming together of these behemoths, as they stared at each other. Taking the first step forward, Nuke Fusion got to the middle of the ring.. and offered his arm.
He nodded his respect, and anticipated his opponent's grip.
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 5:39 am
Drako steps up to the center of the ring as Nuke has finally finished his entrance. The bell has rung and the Soaring Dragon is ready to get things started. It's an unexpectedly big night, and as he notes the offered arm, Drako reaches out to return the gesture. The real question is, how will the two veterans start the match off tonight. Drako gives his own nod in respect but everyone in the crowd has to be wondering who'll get the very important first win in this best of three series tonight
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 5:42 am
The arm was taken, and a sign of respect stood between these two men. Nuke took a step back and looked left and right, soaking in the atmosphere, and the electricity in the arena.
With baited breath the fans waited, as Fusion offered a traditional lock-up to begin this epic match,
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 5:48 am
things are starting off on the right foot it seems. Respect has been shown and Drako likewise took a step back . Once the lockup is offered, Drako accepts. He knows he's not winning the power game here, but he has speed on his side. He quickly attempts to transition to a quick standing side headlock
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 5:53 am
With quickness and deft movement, Drako was able to quickly transition into a side headlock. The crowd were already seeing some technical prowess on show here.
Nuke looked to push Drako's arms away from his head, but to no avail. He tried once more, and still nothing, as Damone's bicep squeezed harder.
Fusion leaned back and began heading towards the ropes, looking to use them as momentum to bounce off and send Drako towards the far ropes.
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 5:56 am
Drako had made his name, especially during the last title run, by using his technical wrestling in addition to his high flying to keep opponents off balance. And knowing Nuke as well as he did, he intended to make the man work for it. Still, Nuke wisely manages to fire him off to the far ropes. Drako hits the ropes and rebounds, attempting to clock Nuke with a quick shoulder tackle takedown
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 5:59 am
Nuke had second thoughts as Drako came hurtling towards him.. perhaps keeping his opponent close would have been the better option here.
Nevertheless, there was no time to think, as Fusion found himself shoulder checked and sent to the mat.
Shaking his head to get the proverbial cobwebs off, he looked left and right, now wondering where his opponent was.
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 6:01 am
Drako's trademark smirk hits his face. If they went by points, the first one would be his. But they don't and it'll take a lot more than that to actually be in control here. However, he steps back, allowing Nuke to get to his feet for now
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 6:03 am
Nuke notices Drako step back to his side, and raises an eyebrow. That was potentially a great moment for him to keep the momentum in this match.
Keeping his wits about him, Fusion slowly makes his way to one knee, still an eye on Damone. Giving him a nod, he gets to his feet again, ready for the second coming together.
Nuke steps forward to offer another tie-up, hoping this time he might keep himself on his feet for longer.
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 6:05 am
Drako is more than willing to go right into the lockup again. This time, he intends to switch up his strategy, aiming to quickly catch Nuke's left arm and twist it behind him into a standing hammerlock
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 6:07 am
Ooof, another tie-up and another time that Drako gets the better of Nuke.
With his arm twisted, Fusion grits his teeth and grimaces. He tries to use his free arm to release the grip, but can't quite get his body twisted around.
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 6:09 am
Drako may seem to have things in control, but things change quickly in these situations. He's aware that he needs to take things a bit further, so he quickly attempts to switch back to the side headlock, which he'd aim to turn into a takedown to get Nuke grounded in a headlock
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 6:11 am
The movement of Drako is almost unparalleled in this business, and Nuke was at his mercy at this point.
From a twisted arm to a headlock, he then found himself trying to be forced to the canvas.
Dropping to one knee, Fusion was able to get some kind of stability as he stopped the grounding for the moment. In return, he attempted an elbow to the r ribs to see if he could get the Dragon off him.
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