TNW:R Presents: iMPACT (5/14/16)

[Chicago Makes Punk]

TRENT VS. MATT ALLENS

 

[somedudewithamic]

A once illuminated room would begin to lose that light, and with it, lost this feeling of happiness and, instead, replaced it with that of something dark. Something that drew something out from the hearts of thousands in attendance for this spectacular event. What the hell was going?

Step.

Step.

Step.

The sound of footsteps could be heard, slow, calculated steps that would begin to make it's way closer to the source of amplification. Until finally, the titantron would explode with life, flaring up the titantron of a wrestler who has done it all, from winning World Titles, to fighting the very best that each place had to offer. All while coming out in extraordinary fashion.

While he walked into the arena with a sold-out crowd cheering him, all while his theme played in the background, showing the cold transformation that the man has taken. That very song was, "Behind Blue Eyes" the Limp Bizkit version of the song which had a bit more of a rock touch to it in comparison to the original Who version.

Despite the song playing and the stage coming to life, there was still a lingering feeling of despair for some reason. It was haunting, almost chilling to the bone that such an electric person could leave a more depressing feeling than anything else.

As the music would continue, with the titantron to mash up with the song, the man would take a long look at his titantron, then at the crowd who seemed to like the man who was making his return. Sporting an attire which consisted of tight black pants, with the shirt he stepped in the business with, saying, "Archangel" on the front. The Anti-Christ not only reverting back to his old name, but it seemed that he had the old attitude of cold to the touch and thirsty for success.

He would begin to take a turn towards the ramp, and once there, he would have a slow pace down, letting the atmosphere soak in, letting every reaction fuel him for success, stopping once every few steps to evaluate every face in the crowd, taking his time before he hit that ring to do whatever he planned to do, whether it be to break the man's neck, or put on a performance like that has never been seen, and with that very though being processed by the commentators who were trying to figure out what the man was going to do when he hit that ring., he would continue walking, making his way to the ring.

Finally, he reached ringside, in which he turned a sharp left, and fastening his pacing of steps as he climbed each steel step, making his way to the center of the apron, and entering the ring ready for this match.

 

[Matt Gennison]

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The arena would go dark, as bright white text would appear on the titantron.
"Do whatever you want, say whatever you want. The darkness has many answers, that could lead to either truth or false facts to leave the human mind wandering or deceived. Man do not provide the answer, as they are just as clueless as the everyday human. Over the years, billions have fallen. 9,027 have died, 3,746 have gave up, and 666 kept going.." The image of a girl with pitch black eyes would be blinking multiple times in a loop, attempting to have the crowd in some sort of trance. Matt Allens was backstage lacing up his boots, and adjusting his gloves and elbow pads, as he looked to go out to the arena. Before going out, he knew no one would give a damn about his entrance, no one acknowledge it.. it was just to make it seem official, since apparently you're judged off of what type of entrance you have. Matt Allens didn't care about detail. He was all about originality anyway. Walking down the hall, he glared at Aleks Mason, who was working backstage for the TNW:R production crew. Continuing to walk on, he would walk past Jimmy Havoc, who didn't wrestle anymore, but he was still around in his street clothes, apparently. Matt would walk past Trent as he continued to walk, but Trent had his back turned talking to someone, so he wasn't acknowledged. Matt Allens reached the curtain, as it was show time.


After the Chilling mesage from the titantron would disappear like mist, and the girl would disappear off the titantron, Matt's normal titantron would come up. "Fixation Of The Darkness" by Killswitch Engage would then blast through the PA system, and all throughout the building, being heard near the backstage area. The crowd who were familiar with Killswitch Engage would know that they use to perform theme songs for Trent and CM Punk. As the theme continued on, Matt Allens would appear through the curtain. The crowd would go electric over the sight of Matt Allens, He would then raise his arms up as he would let out a loud roar, as the crowd would continue to cheer him on. A majority of the audience that was in the front row was wearing the signature black mouth mask that Matt Allens would usually wear on his mouth, showing support for him. After he let out the roar while still standing on the stage, Matt Allens would then proceed to look on towards the ring.

Announcer: "..And his opponent! from Chicago Illinois, weighing in a 222lbs, the "Demi-God".. Matt Allens!"

Matt Allens would continue to walk down to the ring, at a decent pace. He would make a left turn towards the steel steps that were mounted against the ring, walking up the steps one foot at a time, as he would then get up on the apron. Matt would turn his back on the ring to face the crowd, as he would then spread out his arms and letting out a yell. He would then watch the reaction of the crowd, before turning his back towards them to face the ring, as he would get into the ring through the second rope, walking over to the center of the ring, as he would then walk over to a nearby ring post, climbing the second turnbuckle and raising his arms high and proud, as he watched audience members snap pictures of him. He nodded his head twice, before jumping down, and and circling around before standing in place.

 

[somedudewithamic]

This was a sight. Two men who have a ton of history between each other, both as allies and enemies. Trent knew he was in for a fight and prepared himself by doing some stretching, awaiting the toll of the bell

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt would stare down his best friend, cracking his knuckles, as tonight, he'd be his opponent, as the bell would sound three times.  

[somedudewithamic]

The bell has rung and the crowd is anticipating a match of the ages. Trent would have left his corner, beginning to circle around the ring, hoping his adversary would follow as well.

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt would circle the ring with his eyes on his opponent, as the crowd then sat down to see this matchup unfold!  

[somedudewithamic]

Good, Matt would follow the pace. Trent looked to draw in closer to his friend and enemy, until the two would meet dead in the center. If he were to take the bait, he would offer a lock-up

 

[Matt Gennison]

Following into the center in pace with Trent, Matt would accept the lock-up/test of strength!  

[somedudewithamic]

The crowd was curious as to who would win a clash in strength, just like Trent was. No tricks, nothing. A match of power between the two would occur, and the Archangel looked to put his all into pushing Matt back

 

[Matt Gennison]

Matt wouldn't allow himself to be pushed back, as he tried to do the same to Trent! it would be a struggle considering the two were in the same weight class, and weight in general.  

[somedudewithamic]

It's true, both were in the same weight class and had around the same weight, differing in weight by only 8 lbs. However, Trent was no weakling, and he has had his experience of slamming down even the largest of men. He wouldn't have his spirits broken by a failure at the start, instead, he would continue to keep pressing his weight and pushing his power in the direction of Matt

 

[Matt Gennison]

Doing the same thing in this collar and elbow tie up, Matt would push forward in Trent's direction! barely giving a budge however, Matt would feel his own feet scrape against the canvas from the amount of power he attempted to put in.