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Mr Celtic Enigma

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 12:34 pm


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                                  Two! Thank god it was only two. Aiden had much more to give to this match and many more highlight moments he wanted to put intact. So far, it's been a back and forth match. But Aiden moment likely wanted to display as much power as he could as equal as Jake would have wanted. Both guys hungry for a win and to prove themselves as the dominant one in the Best of Five. The idea of how intense it would get during the last two or three matches of the series would be a tell-tale alone. Aiden slowly began to sit up and shake his head a bit, using a hand on the mat to help himself up and try to regain a sense of where Jake would be. As he turned around, he watched as Jake rushed forward towards him with a running big boot aimed straight for Aiden's face. Quickly dropping down to one knee, Aiden would just barely dodge the big boot to the face by the thin strands of his raven black hair. Waiting until Jake turned around, Aiden would attempt to execute a quick counter Pelé Kick while his back was facing Jake.

                                  Andrew James Warner
PostPosted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 1:55 pm


"One door closes, another opens." So as Jake Roman was running into what he thought was an open door of opportunity, he got it slammed on his face that left a stinging headache. In the crevice between the very bottom of Covell's shin and the top of his foot was Jake's head. He was as astounded as everyone else in the audience by the maneuver, except he didn't have the time to say "Ohh!" like the crowd had the privilege of doing so. Like a slowly tipping tower, Jake fell forward and face planted in the mat from the completely unexpected Pele Kick of his adversary. If he took more moves like these, more doors would be closing on the face of the kid.

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 2:14 pm


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                                  Success. Not just from the move alone, but it managed to get a reaction out of the crowd. Good. The more they realized just what Aiden was capable of doing, the better. Pushing himself up off the mat and looking behind him as Jason fell flat to the ground, Aiden held a smirk on his lips. Hell of a way to block the big boot. He'd have to utilize that counter more often. Walking over to the downed Jake and kneeling down, Aiden nearly sat on Jake's back as he attempted to rain down some mounted punches against the back of Jake's head.

                                  Andrew James Warner
PostPosted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 2:39 pm


What choice did Jake have? There was no getting out of mounted punches when your back was still turned towards your temporary enemy. So the haymakers rained down upon the back of Roman's head, and with the hardcore style that BBW was notorious for, he could do nothing but accept the blows he received.

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 2:59 pm


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                                  Given the reaction of the crowd, they didn't seem to appreciate the fact that Aiden was practically 'kicking a man while he's down'. Except in this case, it was more apropos to call it, 'punching a man while he's down'. Aiden only gave a fair ten shots to the back of the guys head. Seeing as anything more than ten was just downright insane. Aiden had more class than that. Standing up and walking around the ring, Aiden played to the crowd by answering back their rain of boos upon him in the form of gestures and mockery. Just to piss them off more and give him fuel for the fire.

                                  Andrew James Warner
PostPosted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 3:17 pm


The Kid had crawled to the trio of ring ropes, using them to help him get up. In time, while Aiden egged the crowd on to give himself heat (or make himself feel more confident), Jake picked himself up with help from the environment surrounding him. For now, the only choice he had if he wanted to win this battle was turn Aiden's way.

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 3:24 pm


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                                  From the way that Jake's condition already was, it would appear as if Aiden had the upper hand already. With that in mind, Aiden took to no lengths while wasting time egging the crowd on to rain down boos upon him harder. Turning his attention to Jake as the man started to stand up with help from the ring ropes, Aiden had a plan in mind. Running towards the opposite side of the ring and ricocheting off the ropes, Aiden would use that momentum to dash back towards Jake's position and leap up into the air to attempt a flying clothesline.

                                  Andrew James Warner
PostPosted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 11:41 pm


Jake's resilient stand was probably in vein, as he stumbled back into the ropes for leverage after a vicious strike from Aiden that was given with an arm sent to his neck and upper chest. Dammit, he thought to himself. The top priority was winning this match, and although Jake was confident due to his improvement since the indies, Aiden had an ever-expanding and limitless ability to be speedier than before, and this match was going to be his if the versatile offense continued.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 10:57 am


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                                  Success. Leaping up in the air with his legs tucked behind him to give more of an airborne effect, Aiden's arm slammed against the upper chest of Jake. Aiden's body collided against the right side of Jake's own body as the two nearly toppled over the top rope, but kept true inside the ring. While he had Jake on the ropes however, Aiden would take a step back and capitalize on this opening by attempting to use Jake's knee as a stepping ladder to try a quick enzuigiri with the opposite foot.

                                  Andrew James Warner
PostPosted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 2:45 pm


There was no tipping tower motion this time he are s**t on the wrestling canvas. Like a sack of patties, gravity showed it's immense power on Jake as he quickly found himself laying back down on this mat face first with a loud thud. Jake wasn't doing good at all, and if he wanted people to see how good he was, it was going to be through how much of an a**-kicking he could take for the time being.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 2:59 pm


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                                  Aiden almost felt bad for his opponent. Almost. Seeing Jake just tumble down to the ground was just a pure testament to Aiden that he had the advantage. No doubt, Aiden was relentless. However, there wasn't that many high flying maneuvers just yet. Aiden would have to change that pace. Holding onto the top rope, Aiden would lean back and arch his back in a near 'limbo' form as he slid out of the ring in a slingshot style. Planting his footing, Aiden turned around and would flip the apron covering over to search under the ring for a ladder. Preferably a twenty footer. But no, he could only find a ten footer so far. Regardless, it would serve it's purpose. Taking the time to slide it out and covering the apron over once the ladder was fully slid out, Aiden leaned the ladder against the side of the ring. At this point, Aiden would start to fold out the ladder and begin setting it up with a devious smirk on his face.

                                  Andrew James Warner
PostPosted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 3:07 pm


The amount of time it took to seek out a ladder and set it up was enough time for Jake to rise up. But to first raise his head and see Aiden's undivided attention devoted to the structure and it's rungs? Oh, this was the big break he needed. Sneaking behind the confident Covell after rolling out of the wrestling ring, Roman went to lift his inferior-sized opponent and send him shoulders first into the lightly-padded outside environment with one of his few signatures, an Alpamare Waterslide!

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 3:32 pm


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                                  Despite his attention brought to he unfolding and sturdiness of the ladder, Aiden clearly wasn't watching his six. Still outside the ring, Aiden's body was facing the ladder and making sure every side was set firmly on the ground so it wouldn't wobble once he ascended it. However, his decision not to watch his back would serve as a problem. Aiden clearly didn't notice that Jake had recovered and slid out of the ring to catch Aiden off guard. One minute Aiden was setting up the ladder. The next, his head was smashed against one of the rung steps of the ladder and Aiden was being rolled into the ring while in his dazed state. Compliments of Jake being a step ahead of Aiden in this situation. Clearly, Jake was building back up much needed momentum on his side. Aiden had slowly began to get up as Jake had slid into the ring as Aiden continuously clutched at his forehead to make sure he wasn't bleeding. The next minute, Aiden's arm and leg was being hooked with Aiden himself was being lifted onto Jake's shoulders. Soon being slammed down hard with Jake's signature. To say Aiden was in a bit of pain, was an understatement.

                                  Andrew James Warner
PostPosted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 3:40 pm


Jake followed Aiden's roll into the ring; he was in pursuit of getting back into the swing of things. It was Roman's time to show off, but perhaps without making his voice be heard but abilities seen. The Kid went to rise Aiden to his feet (since mounted strikes only contradicted Jake's prior handshake) and go for a delayed vertical suplex, trying to hold Aiden in the air for a dozen seconds or so.

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 3:48 pm


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                                  All Aiden wanted to do was set up a ladder. That's it. That's all he wanted to do. Set up a latter and lay down much more punishment on Jake to show some pure dominance on several levels. For one, he didn't expect getting his head smashed against the ladder run. That was the starter. The finish however, was taking that long ride from the air to the mat and having the back of his shoulders slam on the mat. No doubt, his spine had felt like lightning struck along his nerves. While recovering from this. Aiden was brought to his feet, without a real chance to take a breather, and immediately put in a vertical suplex. Clearly as a testament to Jake's workout routine, Aiden height and weight was held still up in the air, perfectly balanced, as the blood all rushed to his head. Aiden, because of this, was feeling quite woozy and uncoordinated.

                                  Andrew James Warner
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