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 Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 3:07 pm
The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making is SWA debut...
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 8:37 pm
((Nitrus is suppose to enter first...right?))
You can go ahead if you want to. - Jeckal
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 11:14 pm
"Now I'm old/Strapped in my cell as I cultivate mold /In the twilight of my years/I am still a drug addict!" Nitro Burning Funny Bong blared out of the Speakers as Nitrous Oxide rushed down the Titantron. "From somewhere in the Midwest, Nitrous Oxide!"
"I'm sucking all night long on a ten foot bong/Moistened with lotion, /wrapped in a sarong!" Not too far behind came the pyros blasting off suddenly and at random intervals around the ring.
"You know I live like a king I act like a f*****t/Once was a warrior, now just a sponge/High all the time got a d**k like a muskellunge." He started popcorn jumping excitedly the Ref turned around and told him to settle down, he did.
"My glorious destiny it turned to s**t/Can I get another hit?"
And immidiately began popcorn jumping as soon as the ref turned his back. As the song ended he stopped though.
"From the Nitro-burning funny bong/Just one hit, your life goes wrong/Nitro-burning funny bong/Another stupid stoner song !"
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 4:00 pm
The ring announcer reads off a card that he was given before the show even began.
"...from the darkest streets of San Jose, California and confined within the darkest parts of his mind...weighing at around 200 pounds. The "Predator"
Damian Le!"
The lights darken as Damian's new heel theme, Confined by As I Lay Dying, plays. The fans start booing at the start of the combine beat of the drums and guitar.
How quickly I forget...
That this is meaningless.
How quickly I forget...
That this is meaningless.
Damian arrives in front of the entrance looking almost uncontrollably evil. He held a mic in his hands as he walks down the isle.
That night I never came home.
Wandering souls captured my thoughts..
Emptiness filled my mind.
Urgency spoke her lies.
I watched them move together.
Taking me places I cannot remember (remember).
We have been poured out...
Into this loveless bride..
He response with the jeers of the fans with the flick of the middle finger. Respect is meaningless is all he said as he tears the posters of the fans' favorite wrestlers...namely the one that he personally defeat at the first revival SWA show. He slips through the middle of the rope and look squarely at his opponent.
How quickly I forget...
That this is meaningless.
How quickly I forget...
That this is meaningless.
The lights turn almost back to normal as he tries to speak his mind about his opponent. "Cut the f'ing music! You know...I can't believe we have a pretender in the SWA...namely...the John Cena clone over here." The fans almost instantly defends Nitrous despite their own opinions about him.
Damian found great joy in the fans' boos and jeers. "I don't mind about the boos and jeers, continue on! Oh that reminds me! Mr. Oxide, I'm here to shut your trap and make you know your place in the world. I maybe a newb in the world of pro-wrestling, but I know for a damn fact that I am better than you, your lover John Cena, and these hundreds of blind fans! And once I beat you, you will bow down to me!" He drops the microphone almost instantly. He takes off the jacket that he was wearing.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 9:59 pm
Throughout Damien's little rant Nitro moved closer to him, so that as soon as he dropped the Mic he only had to bend his knees a little and snatch it right out of the air.
"Okay, a few things thing. First, these 'Blind fans' yeah they kind of pay your damn paycheck. If they didn't like wrestling or at least spend money on it, the two of us would be flipping burgers at a fast food restaurant, working minimum wage. And guys like you couldn't 'Shut my trap' if they broke my jaw. And I don't bow to trash such as yourself Le, whether you beat me or not."
He tossed the Mic out of the Ring as the bell rang. He started throwing punches at Damien.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 7:52 am
As the first blow hits Damian, Damian retaliates with fists of fury.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 8:19 pm
The punches forced Nitro back somewhat, He went for a dropkick aimed at Damien's chest.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 8:53 pm
Damian fell victim to the dropkick. He was pushed back to the ropes behind him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 11:32 pm
Nitro rushed at Damien, going for a Rising Knee to the Chest.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 4:23 pm
Damian takes damage from the knee. He quickly holds his chest and breathes quickly...not so sure what will Oxide do next.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 6:06 pm
Nitro backed up a little trying to figure out what to do next.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 1:27 pm
Damian recovers during the time that Oxide decides. He tries to rush Oxide with a fist to the head.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:05 pm
Nitro's head snaps back from the force of Damian's punch, despite that he managed to keep his balance, backing up into the corner. His nose was bleeding though.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 10:17 am
Damian grins as he slowly tries to pick at Oxide's torso with chops and punches galore, forcing him to the ropes behind Oxide. When the moment that Oxide's back touches the ropes, Damian will instantly irish whip Nitrous towards the opposite ropes.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 3:16 pm
Nitro grunted and groaned under the pressure of the chops and punches until his back touched the ropes and he got Irished whipped. However, instead of getting thrown to the other ropes he kept his grip on Le's hand, trying to get him off balance.
He went for a couple of chops, which would be followed by a headbash.
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