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 Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 10:50 pm
The Arena lights slowly dimmed as a low harpsichord began playing amid the oncoming darkness. This chime was similar to the likings of the theme played at the Open War Pay-Per-View, which resulted in the comeback of a former champion."Father Forgive Us." Fans began to chant in the crowd as the chorus of children started, as it did just a few days ago in San Jose."For We Have Sinned." Just as the last word was spoken, the stage lit up with flames, and the tron came from black to display the words, "DEADLY SINNERS!"
A harden grasp of red took place of the lights that held the former role of illuminating the arena. Cameras tried to find the man behind the mask, all to no avail. Not a step came from behind the entrance screen, while the overpowering theme hollered.
An inferno was still standing along the stage, still powerful as its beginnings from a single spark. This fire became the only light as the blood colored lighting began to flicker into black.
From within the flames a shadow appeared walking through them holding on its shoulder a cross. Quickly, the pyro dispersed and the red took its hold over the stadium once more.
On the stage stood the Deadly Blue Giant wearing a white robe with a crown of barb-wire around his forehead. The cross which he bared was also covered in the wire. A spotlight from above shined down upon him, giving what looked like an angelic presence.
Silence filled the arena as Sin made his way down the ramp towards the ring. No one chanted, not a sound was made. Upon arrival to ringside, the cross was leaned against the apron.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 10:56 pm
After leaving the wooden beam, Sin made his way to the steps, slowly making his way up into the ring.
The red bled into the darkness as the single spotlight was the only prevailing light and it shone strongly on the Giant. From under a sleeve a microphone was pulled and lifted up to the bottom of the mask.
A weak start of a "Back To Hell," chant attempted to take flight from the crowd, but a deathly stare came from the man in the white robes, which condemned the chant.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 11:10 pm
The microphone was slowly raised from the side up to the face covered with damp black hair. One piercing red eye gazed halfheartedly into the darkness.
"For the wages of sin is death..." A deep voice shot through the sound system, beginning a sermon for the lost to hear. "...And may death lead the unsaved to the depths of hell."
Confusion rang through the crowd as they had no apparent idea of what this man was implying.
"Yet, I have vanquished the Reaper's grasp. On the third day, I rose again from the bottomless pit with the keys of death and hades in my hand." His arms lifted to become parallel with the ceiling and his head lifted into the light. The microphone was brought to his mouth once more.
"Alleluia! Salvation and glory and honor and power belong to the Lord our God! For true and righteous are my judgments, because I have judged the great harlot who corrupted the earth with her fornication."
His head was brought down to face the darkness before he spoke again.
"The Messiah has returned and he stands before you in all of his prestige!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 11:20 pm
"I have come back to my kingdom to regain my throne and the gold that is rightful mine. And the prince of darkness whom holds it now shall not stand in the way of the Lord Almighty!
I call you now from thy Tartaros to face me in the final battle of the ages! Bring forth minions, or other dark forces, for they have no hold on the Creator of the Heavens and the Earth!"
Sin shouted into the microphone as sweat and blood fell from his brow. He had the intentions of ended it all this very evening.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 3:14 pm
THE WORLD IS AFTER ME!!!
Cheers erupted from the audience as Cyrus pushed open the titantron door and stepped out onto the stage with the Undisputed Championship leaned proudly over the champions shoulder. He was wearing his usual red wrestling gear and red tribal paint. He held a mic up to his lips as he stared straight forward at the Deadly Blue Giant. "Now... what are you talking about you giant blue b*****d? Something about messiahs and salvation..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 2:13 pm
Sin left the microphone at his side, showing no attempt for a rebuttal. He was simply waiting for Cyrus' next move, or for the appearance of someone else.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 2:44 pm
Cyrus frowned after a moment or so and tossed his mic to the ground. He didn't expect the giant to answer to his joke, but Cyrus was hardly in the mood for jokes anyways. He began walking down the ramp towards the ring. At the pay-per-view Sin had interfered in the champion's barbed wire match, a very sacred match in Cyrus' eyes. He stepped in front of the ring and hopped onto the apron and slipped into the ring through the top and middle ropes. He shoved one hand in his pocket and stepped face to face with Sin.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 5:18 pm
Sin looked down on the champion, having a clear height advantage. His left hand moved to his forehead, pushing the hair back. He turned his face away and spit on the mat, showing the obvious disgust for the current champion. Yet, the Deadly Blue Giant made no hostile move.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 8:33 pm
With Your Taste On My Lips I'm On A Ride
You're Toxic I'm Slippin Under
In The Taste Of Your Poison Paradise
I'm Addicted to You Don't You Know That You're Toxic?
"Gentlemen!" Karen's voice sang out as she stepped out through the doors. "Gentlemen! Please! Lets be civilized and rip each other apart in a SANCTIONED MATCH!" She said and the fans cheered loudly. "You see, I cannot help but notice that my FFA Champion and two of my best competitors do not have matches tonight so I AM CHANGING that right now! Tonight... it will be Cyrus Everblaze... AND Johnny Rotten vs. SIN in a Handicapped Match!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 1:12 am
Just then Johnny Rotten jumped from behind the barricade. No one even noticed him with the bandanna covering the lower part of his face. He came sliding in under the bottom rope with a steel chair in hand. Johnny quickly popped to his feet and went to looking to knock Cyrus over the head and to the ground with one mighty swing with the chair. If successful, Rotten would go to smack Sin across the head as well.
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 11:24 am
Sin took the hit from the steel chair and stumbled backwards against the ropes. He looked up at the other actions happening in the ring, while holding onto the rope with one hand and the other placed against his head.
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 1:44 pm
Cyrus was knocked in the back of the head with the chair, he fell over and hit the canvas.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 5:21 pm
Quickly crew members and other security guards flooded to the ring. The fans were chanting about the brawl, but were quickly disappointed. Several people moved in to hold back Rotten, trying to escort him out of the ring, while other attended to Cyrus and Sin, seeing if didn't suffer any injuries during the chair attack.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:12 pm
As the crowd was in a frenzy, Johnny could be heard screaming at Sin. "It's only the beginning!" Johnny was lifted off his feet as the carried him out of the ring. However when they got to the ramp, Johnny was able to get his feet back on the ground. As the guards and crew members escorted Johnny up the ramp. Johnny had a sick smile as he stared at Sin in the ring, talking out load to himself. "I'm not done with you big boy! Not by a mile!" After a few more moments, Johnny was escorted to the back where he will be taken to his locker room to cool off.
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