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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:30 pm
The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:36 pm
We're Spinning Out Of Control, Out of Control!!
Where Should I Go? What Should I Do?
I Don't Understand What You Want From Me.
Cause I Don't Know If I Can Trust You.
Or All Of The Things You've Said To Me.
[Introducing, a former FFA Champion... from the Security Office... The MONITOR!]
The Monitor stepped through the doors and out onto the center of the stage. When he got to the beginning of the ramp, he bent over and slapped the metal, and then started to dance a little, gyrating and thrusting his body and arms as a rapid fire of pyro went off dangerously close behind him. He began to jog down to the ring after the huge banging climax of his fireworks, his cape flying behind him. He turned and ran up the steps, waving to the fans and bowing to them on the apron before slipping into the ring. He turned around slowly and pointed out to the fans on either side of him as he did so, before jogging over to the corner and jumping onto the second buckle. He danced a little more to his music, before removing his cape.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:37 pm
Muse - Hysteria"Weighting in a 287 pounds... He hails from Canton City, Ohio!! The Boyhood Dream! Tyler Boelock!" Just as the thumping base beat of Muse's Hysteria hit the PA, the fans rose in excitement. The Boyhood Dream was back home in the Twisted Flow. Tyler came out from the back a hop in his steps as he rushed through the fog, stopping just before the ramp. Tyler slowly scanned the crowd as they gave a standing ovation for the former Undisputed Champ. He had a heart warming smile on his face, but he had a match to get to and he was anxious. He began his decent down the ramp, tagging a few fan's hands as he passed them. Approaching the ring, Tyler busted forward with a quick dash sliding into the ring. Tyler quickly got to his feet climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He spread his arms wide, his palms towards the sky as he looked to the heavens, embracing the thousands of screaming fans. Tyler looked to his opponent, as he hopped from the steel post. Tyler backed up to the ropes shaking off the pre-game jitters.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:41 pm
The Monitor looked around, a little confused. The fans were cheering for Tyler Boelock. Was this the Tyler Boelock that Mr. CEO had requested him to face. Monitor looked at his note again.
Tyler Boelock
Crime: Harassed Defenseless Woman
Monitor scratched his head again, confused as to why the fans were cheering Mr. Boelock, but would do his best to fight against the crime he'd commited anyway.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:45 pm
*Ding! Ding! Ding!*
With the sounding of the bell, Tyler face turned to a focused look. His eyes were locked on his opponent with intensity. The fans roaring anticapation. Tyler walked to the middle of the ring hoping to meet The Monitor with a lock up.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:46 pm
Monitor tossed away the note and walked forward, meeting the larger man for the lock-up as FFA of the Past and FFA of the Future collided for the first time.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:48 pm
Tyler locked up with The Monitor. He quickly went to get this match in his favor. He got low and tried to push The Monitor into the corner.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:49 pm
Tyler had about 70 pounds and 4 inches on the super hero, so if Monitor had powers, it clearly wasn't super strength as he was pushed into the corner.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:54 pm
Tyler went to send a hard thigh into The Monitor's gut. If successful, Tyler would attempt to whip him across the ring into the oppsite corner.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:56 pm
Monitor was pushed into the corner, and since the fans had cheered Tyler, he'd expected him to fight fair. He was wrong when he got knee'd in the gut ant then whipped into the other corner, winded. Through his goggles, he glared a hole in Tyler. Do unto others.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:59 pm
Tyler was relativily a nice person but when the match is on the line, Tyler is determined to win. He would let The Monitor leave the corner, hoping to lock up once more.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 12:00 am
The Monitor stepped out of the corner and walked around the ring, staying low. He would need to rely on his speed since he was giving up 70 pounds to the man.
((Sleep time.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 12:02 am
~Alright then man, take it easy. See ya tomorrow or something.~
Tyler circled the ring, keeping an eye on The Monitor. His fingers wiggling, reading for a pounce.
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 5:07 pm
The Monitor went in for the second lock up.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 12:22 pm
Tyler entered the lock up. He went to push The Monitor against the ropes in a attempt to irish whip him across the ring.
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