The crowd silenced as the lights turned dark...
Everlasting setting sun
You're my angel you're the only one
No one closer nothing compares in the end
We were meant to be together again
The music started blasting through the PA. A 6 foot 2 figure a pretty tanned man at that stood infront of the ramp with a huge smile on his face. Sorta like a little kid waiting for Christmas. He had that expression of whole excitement. He slowly paced through the ramp toward the ring the fans not cheering not jeering never heard or never seen this man before. The lights were blaring in a Christmas light setting the man was wearing black wrestling tights which on the back read "Archangel" and in the front "Barajas". Eventually he climbed the stair steps and stepped into the ring first breathing a lil deeply and then closing his eyes slowly before opening them again.
He asked for a microphone and placed it toward his lips. "Amigos de la Twisted Flow!" he said enthustiastically. "You may not know me but my name is Emiliano Barajas the ArchAngel of the great country of Mexico!" his accent was rather apparent. "I come from a deep line of Mexican luchadores and I finally was allowed to live my dream and compete in the highest stage of professional wrestling the Twisted Flow!" Barajas paced the ring slowly holding his head and finally stopped. " But to prove to you faithful fans what I am capable of I'm asking anyone in the match to a exhibition match to see what I can do and what I can offer you fans" Emiliano dropped the microphone and looked toward the stage to see if anyone accepted his offer.
Everlasting setting sun
You're my angel you're the only one
No one closer nothing compares in the end
We were meant to be together again
The music started blasting through the PA. A 6 foot 2 figure a pretty tanned man at that stood infront of the ramp with a huge smile on his face. Sorta like a little kid waiting for Christmas. He had that expression of whole excitement. He slowly paced through the ramp toward the ring the fans not cheering not jeering never heard or never seen this man before. The lights were blaring in a Christmas light setting the man was wearing black wrestling tights which on the back read "Archangel" and in the front "Barajas". Eventually he climbed the stair steps and stepped into the ring first breathing a lil deeply and then closing his eyes slowly before opening them again.
He asked for a microphone and placed it toward his lips. "Amigos de la Twisted Flow!" he said enthustiastically. "You may not know me but my name is Emiliano Barajas the ArchAngel of the great country of Mexico!" his accent was rather apparent. "I come from a deep line of Mexican luchadores and I finally was allowed to live my dream and compete in the highest stage of professional wrestling the Twisted Flow!" Barajas paced the ring slowly holding his head and finally stopped. " But to prove to you faithful fans what I am capable of I'm asking anyone in the match to a exhibition match to see what I can do and what I can offer you fans" Emiliano dropped the microphone and looked toward the stage to see if anyone accepted his offer.
