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 Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 11:47 pm
Howard Finkle: "The following contest is a Last Man Standing Match, and it is for the World Heavyweight Championship! Now if there are any outside interferences in this match, the one who interferes will be immediately fired, no questions asked! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 5:03 pm
The arena lights flashed a dangerous mixture of gold and purple, the familiar white mask flashed across the screen and the sound in the arena reached a fevered pitch, the people near enough exploding from their seats as the ever vicious Masked stepped out onto the stage, and tonight was no exception.
He looked about ready to kill as he made his way down the ramp and to the ring, the usual flirtatious mood that he was famous for was gone, tonight it was strictlly buisness, he wasnt about to hurt his opponent because he wanted to, he was about to do it because, in his mind, it was absolutlly necessary.
He paced the ring, checked the ropes, the turnbuckles, everything to make sure there were no little hidden traps or tricks that would rob him of what he wanted. Finally satisfied, he stood ring centre and watched the screen as his music died down "This is it" he whispered "The beginning of the end"
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 2:34 pm
*The crowd many people in the crowd stood up and faced the ramp in anticipation. There was a "big match" feel throughut the arena. Many fans began booing before Havok's music even began, others simply stared waiting for him to come out. After a good minute of waiting, "Know" finally hit the PA system. Havok burst out from backstage like a ball of fire. He stopped at the top of the ramp and faced the ring. His usual cocky look was gone. Just like Masked, Havok was all business.*
JBL: Would ya look at that. That face right there tells the whole story!
J.R.: Your damn right it does. These two men are both extremely talented, but I doubt this is gonna be a wrestling classic. It's gonna be bowling shoe ugly, I guareentee that.
JBL: You know J.R., I don't think these men would want it any other way!
Howard Finkle: Making his way to the ring from Brooklyn, New York! Weighing in tonight at 220 pounds, HAVOK!
*Havok got down on one knee with one hand holding his head. He then did the cross motion with his hands and got up. He walked down the ramp looking straight ahead at Masked. Once he reached the bottom of the ramp he ran and slid into the ring and ran right at Masked to quickly start up the match.*
JBL: And here we go!
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 5:10 pm
In Masked's eyes, he had shown unbelievable restraint to just stop himself from charging up the ramp to get at Havok when he had stepped through the curtain.
Managing to hold on until Havok had gotten into the ring, a minor miracle in itself, he quickly let go as Havok hurtled towards him, charging forward he swung his fist as hard as he could for Havok's mouth, aiming to shatter every single tooth he had, he wanted to make sure the man never smiled again.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 5:24 pm
((Damn dude! That'd be one hell of a punch!))
*Havok gets hits but responds by going for a right of his own.*
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 6:59 pm
Two punches in and the crowd had already exploded from the sheer impact of both hard shots, the ref muttered something about how he was unlucky enough to get this match.
Masked was rocked by the return punch but it was just the beginning. The half step back the punch had forced him to take was quickly covered as Masked charged Havok, aiming to pick him up and tackle him through the ropes to the floor.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2007 11:59 am
*Havok got tackled to the floor. He tried to brawl and land some more punches on the floor.*
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2007 8:29 pm
The punches were enough to get Masked of, causing him to stumble back uncontrolablly in his haste to avoid the attacks.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:01 pm
*Havok stumbles up to his feet. He sees Masked and tries to rush him with a lariat.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 6:55 pm
The Lariat connected, but instead of knocking Masked down it flipped him right over the ring steps backwards when the back of his knees hit the edge.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 2:34 pm
*The crowd watched on in a frenzy as Havok and Masked continued to beat each other up. Havok took a second to catch his breath. He then walked around the steel steps and grabed Masked, trying to land a snap suplex on the floor.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 4:08 pm
Masked was picked up, but as he was suplexed he sent his legs over quickly so that the move was bridged. Raising his hand to Havok's head, he then dropped down to try and reverse it into a neckbreaker.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 3:13 pm
*Havok got caught by the slightly botch'd neckbreaker and the crowd stood up in applause of the move.*
((It'd be botch'd cause it was a snap suplex, lol. No offense))
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 6:11 pm
((Flexibility is the name of the game there, I once had this guy do it to me, hurt like a b***h and Im layin there like "Holy crap! How did he do that?"))
The speed of the move had caught Masked a little as well, the moving making him sit up in shock as he nursed the back of his head, but he wasnt down for long as he started to get back up, shaking the diziness of.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 3:55 pm
*Havok used the steps near him to help himself up, holding the back of his neck.*
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