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 Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 4:04 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the WIF Tag Team Championships! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 4:18 pm
*The glass shatters, as "I Won't Do What You Tell Me" By Jim Johnston hits, and the crowd gives a pop louder than for any other music. Austin walks out to the ramp, bobbing his head as he says silent profanities.*
Finkel: "From Victoria, Texas. Weighing in at 252 lbs. The Texas Rattlesnake, Stone Cold Steve Austin!"
*Austin enters the ring, stepping up to each of the turnbuckles and showing the crowd his favorite fingers. He then leans up against the ropes, waiting for his partner*
Finkel: "And introducing his partner..."
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Stone Cold Steve Williams
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 4:29 pm
Dude Shack hits as Dude Love struts out onto the ramp with two lovely prostitutes at his side.
Finkel: "From Long Island, New York, weighing in at 297 lbs, Dude Love!"
Dude reached the bottom of the ramp and flashed the crowd some cooool hand gestures, unlike Stone Cold's obscenities. Dude then climbed onto the apron and held the ropes for the ladies who strutted around the ring like... well, prostitutes. Dude went over to Austin and offered his hand for a high five as the music cut off.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 4:34 pm
*Austin gives Dude a cold stare*
stare
"Just get on the apron, ya hippie sumbitch."
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Stone Cold Steve Williams
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 4:38 pm
Dude retracted his hand and strutted onto the apron.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 8:35 am
A Female voice hits the P.A System
"You Think You Know Me..." Just then, Rob Zombie and his band come onto the stage. The music starts to begin. It appears to be a entrance theme no one has heard in a long time, "Never Gonna Stop". As Rob Zombie performs, Edge rises up out of the ramp via elevator shaft. The crowd cheers at the sight of him. He wears his half of the WIF Tag Team Championships.
Finkel:And their opponent, from Toronto Ontario Canada, Weighing in at 265 Pounds, One half of the WIF Tag Team Champions, he is The Rated R Superstar, EDGE!!
He stops at the ramp, raises the devil horn symbols in the air as the pyros go off. He looks straight at Dude Love and Stone Cold in the ring and walks down the ramp, soaking in the cheers. He slides into the ring and glares a hole right at Austin and Dude. He gets on the ropes and shouts at the crowd, pumping them up. He takes off his share of the tag belts and his trench coat and kicks back at the corner, waiting for his partner.
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 2:44 pm
The arena was silent for a moment, the crowd calming down a bit after after Edge's entrance. However, that was quickly remedied by the start of The Offspring song,"Come Out And Play", which could only single one thing.
Finkel: "And the other half of the WIF Tag Team Champions, from The Bowery, Raven!"
Raven himself walked out onto the stage, smirking like the cocky son-of-a-b***h he was. His newly-claimed title was laying over his right shoulder, the same arm keeping a protective hold on said title. He half-strutted down to the ramp, no pyro or anything; he'd never really had any, and he didn't need any.
Once he got to the ring, he climbed up on to one of the turnbuckles and struck his pose, the belt resting precariously on his shoulder. Afterwards, he climbed down into the ring, staring evenly at their opponents, and grabbed his belt, setting it down near their corner, glancing at Edge. "You start or me?" he questioned.
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 2:58 pm
Edge looked straight ahead at Austin and Love then back to Raven. "I'll start." he said to him. "I've dealt with Foley before, but not Austin as much. When this is over these two chumpstains will wish their momma never met their papa." He looked straight ahead, waiting for the bell to ring.
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 3:26 pm
Raven nodded, and stepped between the ropes to wait on the apron for his chance, glaring daggers at the duo across from them. He leaned on the ropes nonchalantly, one arm resting lazily on the turnbuckle, the other ready and raring to tag.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 1:13 pm
DING DING DING
*The bell rang, and Austin paced the ring, looking at Edge*
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Stone Cold Steve Williams
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:45 am
Edge did the same, pacing the opposite side of the ring, his eyes dead on Austin, he looked ready for battle.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 12:11 pm
*Austin tried to lock up with Edge*
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Stone Cold Steve Williams
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Desirable Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 11:41 am
Edge locks up with Austin, looking to win the grapple.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 3:17 am
Stone Cold Steve Williams ((Sorry, in kind of a rush)) *Austin tried for a side headlock*
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 11:32 am
Edge tried to break out of it by pushing Austin to the ropes.
((its cool))
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