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 Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 4:50 pm
Downfall by TRUSTcompany
Breaking Down
Can I break away
Push me away, make me fall,
Just to see, another side of me,
Push me away, you can see,
what I see, the other side of me. The theme plays loud over the arena as boos were heard. The ring was set up with a red apron, with a white maple leaf in the center, as well as a table with a black bag on it, the size of a title belt. Slowly, Mark Gryphon walked out from the curtain with a large smirk on his face. He soaked in the small amounts of the crowd booing, because he was not yet a huge name in the WWE, but that didn't phase him, because he was a champion, and he acted like he was one.
With a smirk spread across his face and dressed in an expensive suit. He walked down the ramp, avoiding hands from the crowd, trying to not get his suit dirty. Gryphon slowly grabbed the bottom rope and pulled himself up onto the fancy apron. He went under the top rope and picked up the microphone placed next to the bag, waiting for his theme and the sounds from the crowd to die down.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 4:58 pm
Mark lifted the mic to his mouth and his smirk faded as a rude "USA" chant erupted from the crowd. He ignored them and went on with his business. "I am finally a champion!" The crowd booed, because of his cheating ways to win the title from Cyrus. "A new day has come to the WWE, by that of a Gryphon's flight!" The crowd boos even louder this time, causing Gryphon to yell without the aid of the mic, SHUT UP! This causes the crowd to boo louder, but he continues over them. "You people are just jealous of my new found fame and my humble nation of Canada!" The crowd boos, once more, but Gryphon picks up the bag and then begins to speak. "You see this bag? This bag is my new title, but it's not what you think it is! No, this title is not your glorious Intercontinental Title anymore, this title is mine! I have re-dubed it." He paused and takes the belt out of the bag to reveal its new form. "The Canadian Title!"
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 5:03 pm
Crying out for the last time!!!
Clear a space for the warning signs!!!
Crying out for the last time!!!
Cyrus's theme comes over the areana but Cyrus is not seen on stage. suddenly Cyrus hops over the crowd barrier with a steel chair with Marks name spray painted across it. he hurried into the ring and tried to hit him with it.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 5:05 pm
Mark was ready when he heard Cyrus' theme, but he was faced in the wrong direction, he was looking towards the stage, but was quickly hit with the Steel chair, he dropped his title and fell to the ring canvas on his knees, holding the back of his head.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 5:09 pm
Cyrus quickly dropped the chair and motioned to Mark and then to the table as the crowd cheered for Cyrus's defiance. He quickly tried to grab Mark and tried a Checkmate into the table.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 5:10 pm
Mark was driven hard into the table with the Checkmate, the fans cheered as the Canadian was laid out.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 5:16 pm
Cyrus picked up the mic. "How does it feel Mark? The feel of steel ramming into you? You thought I'd let that go and give up, didn't you? Hell no! And then you have the nerve to ruin the history of this title... Well it's not over Mark cause my dream won't end here! I challenge to one last match, at Mind Tricks!" Cyrus throws down the mic and picks up the chair and raises it in the air as he walks out of the ring and up the ramp.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 5:18 pm
Gryphon laid in the waste of the table, blood slowly forming a puddle behind his head.
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