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 Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 3:37 pm
 Karla: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the ICW Undisputed Championship. This match is to be contested under Last Man Standing Rules, Introducing first... "
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 6:34 pm
}Your Midnight Role Model{Shacklers Revenge from Guns 'N Roses plays through the arena. Rockets are sent in a 'X' form from each sides of the entrance at each of the six first notes of the song, leaving two huge smoking Xs on both sides of the entrance. Red and blue spotlights turns in circles over the crowd as Marxx appears from the entrance ramp, wearing his signature black leather coat.
He walks to a side of the ramp, raising his arm, then walks to the other side, where he does the same thing. While walking to a side to another, we could notice he was dancing a little bit. After, he comes back to the middle of the entrance ramp as he motions the crowd to cheer louder with his hands each sides of him. From there, he puts his arms in front of his face in his usual X, and then drops them quickly at each sides of him, a huge smile on his face. He let go a "Woo!" before starting his walk to the ring.}Introducing the challenger, from New Brunswick, Canada, weighting in at 241 pounds: Marxx! {He starts walking on the ramp, clapping in the nearest fans hands. He stops in front of the ring, then turns back by the fans as he takes off his leather coat to the crowd's excitement. Then, he rolls inside the ring and jumps on a corner, where he does an X with his arms in front of his face before dropping them to each side. He jumps off the turnbuckle and does the same thing on the opposite side before going back to his corner, where he starts stretching.}MARXX!{
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 4:34 pm
Original Fire - Audioslave
The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on ..
The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on ..
The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on ..
The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on!
The arena was suddenly plunged into darkness and green spotlights turned on around the arena, randomly turning, seemingly looking for something or someone. Strobe lighting flickered around the arena ..
The lights started to flicker around the arena, the green spotlights still shooting around the arena, bouncing against the walls and ceiling, illuminating the crowd momentarily before flying off again.
With a pen in one hand, taking a stand, drugged on kerosene
Eighty-four and five would find us something to believe
Right or wrong, with dirty hands on wires
Singing songs in dischord choirs
Screaming in braile, no temptress prize could ever yield anything so real ..
[From London, UK .. The Prodigy .. He is the ICW UNDISPUTED CHAMPION! .. NUKE FUSION!]
The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on ..
The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on!
Nuke Fusion rose from the floor, his arms crossed and eyes closed. As he opened his eyes, he threw his right arm up as Green Pyro's shot off in a ring around him, the spotlights coming to fix upon his figure.
He then started to walk down the ramp, towards the ring, looking around the Arena.
Golden soldiers born much older than they'll ever live to be
Diving into a sea of hands in a long forgotten city
Here the rain falls ever after, the strangled vines hang dead in rafters
The blood rushed to your head induces a laughter, endlessly ..
Sliding in to the ring, he then took a leap and landed on top of a turnbuckle, raising his fist in the air.
The crowd jeered Nuke quite serverely, but that didn't bother him one bit. Jumping down, he stood still and lifted his chin slightly, staring out at the vast crowd. Looking upwards towards the rafters, Nuke was just in time to catch a falling object, namely the Undisputed Championship. Giving it an affectionate pat, he lifted it in the air, before handing it to the ref.
The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on ..
The original fire has died and long gone, but the riot inside moves on!
As the music died, Nuke took off his shirt, throwing it to the announcer on the outside, before taking off his signature shades and passing them down. Leaning momentarily back against the ropes, Nuke walked forward towards the centre of the ring.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 6:14 pm
Marxx started walking in circles inside the ring, doing circles with his fist over his head to hype the fans, and then clapped in his hands to keep them going. Once the crowd was really into it, Marxx went at Nuke, trying to get behind him in a Waistlock.
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 9:17 am
Nuke watched Marxx's antics, momentarily closing his eyes. Almost coincidentally, Marxx then locked Nuke in a Waistlock, and he had a situation on his head already.
Trying to loosen the grip around his waist by pushing down on it with his own hands, he would then attempt to reverse it in to his own Waistlock.
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 9:05 am
It didn't take long before Nuke reversed the roles. Apparently, he was the dominant type, but Marxx wasn't one to... Dig into this. So, all he could do was trying to push down the hands as well, just to make him loosening the hold enough to go for a Snapmare.
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 9:35 am
Nuke was out-maneouveured this time, and caught with the Snapmare. He landed on his backside, facing away from Marxx.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 5:46 pm
Marxx quickly went on his feet, looking to go just as quick for a kick to the back.
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 10:55 am
The kick connected, and a hard thud was heard echoing around the arena. Nuke grimaced, closing his eyes and arching his back.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 6:13 pm
Marxx went to the side, preparing himself for another kick, but this time, let's go for the front, keep both parts equal, ya know.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 2:12 am
As Marxx came forward for the kick, Nuke dropped to the ground, hoping that Marxx would fly by past him. If that happened, he would get to his feet, and attempt to hit him with a Dropkick.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:25 pm
[[Auto, for the sake of more posts xd ]]
The Dropkick hit Marxx, sending him flying against the ropes, and back to the mat. Looking around, Nuke attempted to pick him up, then try and hit the Deific Effect!
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 9:44 am
[[Auto-Win. Didn't exactly want to do it, but it'll allow things to run on. If you post before tommorow's Auto-Win deadline, then I'll gladly carry on 3nodding ]]
The Deific Effect hit with authority, and Marxx was sent down hard on his neck. The ref was about to start the count, as part of the Last Man Standing rules, but Nuke didn't seem to be finished. Picking up his opponent, he brought his knee hurtling in to the gut of the Midnight Role Model, before stepping back and eyeing up his target.
Running forward with ferocity and venom, Nuke hit the Fusion Cutter, sending Marxx spiralling across the ring. Getting to his feet, Nuke called for the ref to start the count.
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9!
10!
The ref called for the bell and the Undisputed Championship, as Nuke's music hit the PA. Smirking as his hand was raised, he put his Championship belt on his shoulder, patting it and smirking at the downed Marxx.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 10:38 am
((I can delete this if Marxx posts again before the deadline.)) Just as Nuke was getting comfortable with his new title, the lights went out as Power of Perfection came on the P.A. The lights began to flick with the beat of the music. The fans clamored, knowing it was 'The Mastermind' Paul Harris' music. The lights came on as the camera zoomed in on Paul standing in the crowd. He had a smirk on his face as he pointed towards Nuke. Paul then preformed the Cut Throat taunt as the lights went back out. Once they came back on, Paul was nowhere to be found.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 1:36 pm
[[It's not a new title dude, i've had it for a while .. ]]
Nuke spotted Paul Harris in the crowd as his music was cut short, and immediately called for a microphone. As Harris disappeared, Nuke kicked the bottom rope.
"What the Hell is this? Who the Hell is that? Why is there some jobber over there interrupting me?"
Storming around the ring, Nuke obviously wasn't happy.
"I'll get that guy, whoever it was .."
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