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 Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 5:25 pm
This match is a Pride match. You both will be roped together arm and arm. Then the way you win is either escape, submission, or Pin fall.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 6:21 am
(I was going to wait for Scott to post. Guess he forgot he had a match.)
Jacob Meyer comes to the ring.
((LAZY))
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 6:30 am
(( Sorry, I sort of forgot. And are we inside a cage?))
A familiar bass line begins over the arena's giant PA System, some fans know the song as Red Hot Chili Peppers- Readymade, but none know whose face is linked to this entrance song. Suddenly the camera locks in on a section of the crowd about thirty rows up where a group of fans were causing a camotion. From the crowd, stepped a man wearing red wrestling trunks, his hair was done up into a small fauxhawk. He adjusted his elbow pads as the announcer addressed who he was. He exposed a wide smile.
"Weighing in tonight at two-hundred and twenty-seven pounds. From Toronto-Ontario, Canada... Scott Honeycutt!"
Being followed by a body guard, Scott made his way down the steps of the arena. Along the way he made sure to flirt with some of the female fans, giving one his phone number written down on a card. The woman tossed it, she hadn't known yet just how great this man would become. Scott shook a man's hand near the ring barrier appearing to make friends with the crowd in attendence, however he just wanted to steal his Rolex. Scott hopped over to the ringside floor, it was there that he first gestured to the two championship belts he had strapped around his waist. Both from another federation, GzW. He then slid into the ring coming up feet first. Scott stepped on the second rope and leaned over, raising his armin the new Scott Honeycutt Sign, a simple thumbs up. He hopped away from the ropes and strided into the center of the ring. He appeared to to have no nerves for his first match agaist Jacob Meyer. He removed the belts with a smile and another wave to the crowd before he began stretching out his arms.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 10:21 am
(Every match is a cage match with a twist of the n****e... Umm... I mean...)
Jacob put out his left arm, the ref put the rope around it and made it tight. When he finished he walked over to Scott to do the same.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 6:43 pm
((Ya know.. it would help if I read whats going on more often.))
"What is this?"
Scott never paid any attention to the stipulation in each of his matches, hair matienence ((sp?)) and championship belt worries consumed most of his time. After the referee explained what was going on he reluctantly held his left hand out in front of himself covering his eyes with the other. 'I have to be tied to this slouch? I got to remember to find a therapist after this one.' Scott thought as the referee knotted the rope around his wrist.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 7:05 pm
Right as the ref got it on Scott, Jacob went to yank the rope.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 10:22 am
Scott was pulled closer to Jacob as he yanked on the rope, he stumbled a bit and finally got himself back on balance.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 11:26 am
Jacob went to punt Scott in the face as he stumbled forward.
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2008 9:03 am
Scott was kicked in the face and flopped backward.
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2008 3:04 pm
Scott's flop jerked Jacob forward a little, but he was able to stay on his feet. He walked over near Scott, attempting to drop his elbow into his chest.
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2008 11:46 am
Scott was hit with the elbow and rolled to his side forgetting he was tide to Jacob. He began coughing and threw his plea for air he managed to shout something to Meyer.
"I've still got more GzW Championships than you!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2008 3:00 pm
"I am still better then you... Did you ever become a Triple Crown Champion?"
Jacob shouted as he went to stomp Scott's big mouth.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 1:33 pm
Scot didn't have a chance to retort, he was hit in the mouth. He began spitting out a little blood and worrying about his teeth.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 9:14 pm
Jacob back up a little, pulling the rope a bit to egg Scott on.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 6:50 am
Scott's patience was starting to wear thin as he slowly began standing, he tried to tug on the rope to pull Jacob closer looking for a DDT somehow.
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