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xMQx

PostPosted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 2:33 am


((Open to anyone willing to have a good brawl.))

The lights dim in as <******** the World begins to play throughout the setup. The audience immediately responds with boos in recognition of the familiar ******** you, ******** me, ******** ******** Tom, ******** Mary, ******** ******** ******** the west coast, and ******** everybody on the east
Eat s**t and die, or ******** off at ******** pre-schoolers, ******** rulers
Kings and Queens and gold ******** wine ******** chickens, ******** ducks
Everybody in your crew sucks, punk mother ******** for a few moments, no one appears on stage. Finally, Mad Dog appears through a side door in the arena, heading to the ring through the crowd. Pushing away the closest audience members, the camera finds him, putting him on the Titantron/video board as the arena sees the word "IMPACT" smeared on Mad Dog's scarred chest in what appears to be blood.

In Mad Dog's already cut up hand is a barbed wire-wrapped chair as he continues his entrance, cursing and scuffling with fans before hopping the barricade to a chorus of boos. Pulling a microphone out of the back pocket of his denim shorts, Mad Dog begins to speak.

"Impact. The key word tonight is impact, and that's what I'm here to make. Being left to my own devices to make an impact by the 'lovely' Mrs. Jeremey, she should know that impact doesn't mean B-wrestling and total nonstop suck."

Mad Dog stops to make air quotes as he says lovely, obviously belittling general manager Jeremey.

"You see, I'm here to make an impact to show the lazy Mrs. Jeremey that Mad Dog deserves to be in the 6 Man Free For All at Proving Grounds. Tonight begins my road to the FFA Twisted Flow World Heavyweight Championship."

Mad Dog pauses for a moment, leaning on the ring ropes.

"From what I've seen here tonight, there's been no bang, there's been no fizzle. There's been a bunch of wannabes in tights flying off ropes and 'dazzling' you easily entertained buffoons, and when I say that I mean it with the deepest sympathy. Twisted Flow doesn't need a bunch of chumps trying to run game in here. Who are you peabrains going to look up to? Cyrus Everblaze? The 'Original Copycat' Geoff? Vulture?"

The audience boos at Mad Dog's disrespectful name dropping.

"You need a higher standard. You need a savior. And damn it if I'm not "Mad Dog" McLendon, the Hardcore Messiah, risen from the grave and ready to make the impact that no one else is gonna get done around here."

Pacing the ring, Mad Dog continues, slowly building up to his point.

"So what I'm doing tonight hasn't been approved by anyone and it's up to anyone with the balls to come down here and tell me I'm wrong. If any of you boys in the back want to live up to your reputations or try to make one off me you'll come down here and listen to me tell you the rules to our unsanctioned 'Mad Dog's Rules' match right here, right now."

The audience boos at Mad Dog trying to stack the deck in his favor, but soon falls silent, waiting for a response.

Soaking in the response, Mad Dog looks up to the ramp, wondering who he's about to throw down with.
PostPosted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 4:08 am


Here's the weight of the world on my shoulders....
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The music paused for a moment then wheel of fireworks went off around the titantron followed by a huge explosion.

Open up don't waste your days,
Find another way to live,
And face all your reasons here,
And blame all your restless fears


Cyrus came out on stage as For You by Fall of Envy played throughout the arena. He spun around as seven gold pyros went off on stage. He then started down the ramp at a casual pace, but he stopped half-way down the ramp and then walked to the side of the crowd barrier and gave the fans a few high fives. He then hopped onto the apron and entered the ring through the ropes. Cyrus hopped onto a turnbuckle and he motioned briefly for the crowd to turn up the volume and then he did his dusting off the shoulders taunt. As the music began to fade out he hopped off the turnbuckle and grabs hold of the top rope and looks back at Mad Dog. He quickly caught a mic that was tossed to him. He raised the mic to his lips and pointed to Mad Dog, but the crowd cheered loudly for him before he could even speak. "Mad Dog, your so full of it man! It's the year of The Dream!" The crowd gave a nice cheer once again.

Mister Mirage

Super Phantom


xMQx

PostPosted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 4:19 am


As the audience boos Mad Dog and cheers Cyrus, Mad Dog begins to grow obviously impatient as his bloody fingers begin to twitch on the leg of the barbed-wire wrapped chair he's holding. Holding the microphone up to speak once again, Mad Dog continues.

"That's great. It's the year of the dream! And as happy as I am for you to be ignorantly blissful of the fickleness of these so called 'fans', this isn't the 'feel good' part of the show, Cyrus. This is the part of the show that responsible parents don't let their children watch. So having said that, I'll give all these responsible parents a moment to take their spawn somewhere safe."

Mad Dog pauses for a moment, soaking in the boos as no one leaves, wanting to see what happens between these two high profile roster members.

"Cyrus, since you're here I assume you want to hear Mad Dog's rules. Listen close, cause I'm only gonna say this once."

Mad Dog takes a deep breath, stalling as the audience waits to finally hear the rules of the match.

"20 count ring out; 5 count to get to your feet before the TKO. No holds barred, all weapons legal. No submission and no pinfall without blood."

Walking closer to Cyrus, Mad Dog keeps the microphone elevated to his mouth to continue speaking.

"And there's not going to be a bell to start the match, so it's gonna start right about now."

As he finishes his sentence, Mad Dog attempts to jab the chair into the abdomen of Cyrus, hoping to get a cheap advantage as the audience continues to boo.
PostPosted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 4:25 am


Cyrus jumped back from the chair and would quickly slip to the side to go for an Enziguri to Mad Dog.

Mister Mirage

Super Phantom


xMQx

PostPosted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 1:42 pm


Mad Dog's jab falls short as the audience cheers. The enziguiri catches Mad Dog in the side of the head, causing him to drop the chair as he falls down and rolls out of the ring, holding his head.

Looking much more hurt than he is, Mad Dog paces the outside of the ring, holding his head the entire time, letting Mad Dog's rules go into effect. As the referee counts to 20, Mad Dog takes his sweet time, playing up the impact on his face as the crowd continues to boo.

At the 19 count, Mad Dog finally slides back in the ring and goes for a lockup with Cyrus.
PostPosted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 1:47 pm


Thats not how things were going to work with Cyrus, as soon as the ref hit 5 Cyrus ran to the ropes and suddenly went for a suicidal dive into Mad Dog.

Mister Mirage

Super Phantom


xMQx

PostPosted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 3:09 pm


Mad Dog, still feigning pain, turns just in time to see Cyrus's torso slam his back into the guard rail/barrier. The momentum of the hit knocks Mad Dog's clean over the top of the barrier and into the fans as the ref continues the count.

6...

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PostPosted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 8:28 pm


Cyrus slowly got back to his feet and walked over to grab a steel chair near the commenter table.
8...
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Mister Mirage

Super Phantom


xMQx

PostPosted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 12:42 am


As the ref continues the count, Mad Dog slowly stirs, rising from the fans with his own stolen chair. Climbing the guard rail, Mad Dog approaches, Cyrus with his chair, looking for a duel.

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PostPosted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 5:52 am


Cyrus raised his chair and bent a bit to stay low, this would be like a western stand off.
14...
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Mister Mirage

Super Phantom


Schevia

PostPosted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 6:31 am


16...
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There was a yelp from the crowd and the camera panned back to the ring. The ref was busy counting on the table to not notice the third man coming down the ramp. Sliding into the ring, Shadow immediately spun the ref around, kicked him in the gut and then took him down for the count with a Blackout Stunner. While some fans cheered, others booed him for his actions. Shadow unzipped the jacket he was wearing and slipped it off, showing that he was wearing a ref's shirt. Then leaning on the ropes he yelled out, "Take your sweet time!" to Mad Dog and Cyrus. Then he started the count over.

"One!"
PostPosted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 7:17 am


Mad Dog, not sure what to think, cautiously edges forward and attempts a chair swing toward Cyrus.

xMQx


Mister Mirage

Super Phantom

PostPosted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 7:23 am


Cyrus blocked the blow with his own chair then rushed forward in an attempt to knock Mad Dog over.
PostPosted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:26 pm


Mad Dog's chair loudly clangs against Cyrus's before Cyrus attempts to rush Mad Dog. Mad Dog, still expecting a chair duel, simply swings the chair again, aiming for the top of Cyrus's head.

xMQx


Mister Mirage

Super Phantom

PostPosted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:46 pm


The chair bounces off of Cyrus's head,he wobbles for a moment then stumbles to the side and falls over sideways.
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