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 Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 8:15 pm
[Duane Wages, Mr. X, Matt "The World of Warcraft f**" Shanabanana]
All-Out War Three-Star General Damien Ace comes out, dressed in military garb with a velvet bag over his shoulder. He pulls a mic out of his jacket.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you enjoying the show tonight?!" Damien asks.
Loud pop comes.
"I hope so. Because tonight is a special night. You see this bag on my shoulder? It contains..."
Damien takes it off before pulling out what's inside. A silver championship with rubies and emeralds decorating two tanks on the plate.
"The All-Out War Wrestling World War Championship! The thing about this belt is that it will defended under Hardcore match rules, but not just that- this championship grants the holder to name their stipulation before each defense. There is no champion yet, so I will name the match. The winner here will be able to take out the trash, so what better to kick off the inaugural match of the World War Title, than with a classic Dumpster Match?! Bring 'em out!"
And dumpsters are brought out. Two on the stage and one at ringside.
"This match is a three way Dumpster Match, for the AOWW World War Championship!"
Chrono Edit: This match was posted as the Hall of Warriors Championship, I fixed eet.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:41 am
The sound of a drum roll behind and the lights dim slowly as the echoes of a barking dog booming through the sound system. "Ayo... Don't get it twist..." A voice began to say over the PA as the song began to play. "This rap **** is mine! **** what you heard! It's what you hearin' (listen)... It's what you hearin' (listen!)" The song stops for a moment and pyrotechnics blast out in a white blaze, an unfamiliar figure bolting out from all the chaos.
Mr. X can be seen in the middle of the ramp, his traditional grin and smirk upon his face.
"X gon' give it to ya
*** wait for you to get it on your own
X gon' deliver to ya
Knock knock, open up the door, it's real
Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel"
Mr. X walks down the aisle as the words are sung and he stands in the middle of the ramp, throwing his arms down multiple pyrotechnics going off down the ramp and the closest the titantron go off making an 'X' formation. A with grin slides upon his face as he enters the ring.
"Entering the ring, hailing from Compton, California, Mr.... X!"
Setting himself upon the nearest top turnbuckle , he throws his arms up into the air, his facial expression mischievous and a toothy grin spread across. He gets down and stands in the middle of the ring, his eyes locked on the titantron as he waited for his opponent to come.
The crowd wasn't very impressed with Mr. X as of now, especially with how he treated Christina unprofessionally.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 9:47 am
(Lazy and xd at Matt)
Duane makes his way to the ring looking at X with a smirk on this face. He then waited for his last opponent.
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 12:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 1:39 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 8:39 am
It seemed this match was a 1 on 1 since Matt didn't show. Duane smirked Mr. X offering a lock-up to get things underway.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 1:43 pm
Mr. X simply shrugged at the no-show, Matt. He turned to Petey, the bell ringing and moved in for the lock up as well. Once they touched, Mr. X would try an arm toss.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 11:39 am
Mr. X attempted to like in an armbar and keep Duane grounded.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 12:02 pm
The armbar was locked in sending pain through Duane's arm.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 12:56 pm
Mr. X tried to apply more pressure by putting his knee into the back of Duane. He showed no mercy/.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 8:48 am
Duane's back started to hurt as Mr. X put his knee to Duane's back. Duane would then go for a few shots to Mr. X with his free hand trying to make him loosen up a bit.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 6:42 am
Mr. X's grip began to loosen up as he felt the pain of Duane's hit to his free hand. This gave his opponent the chance to escape.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 12:17 pm
Duane then tried to make to his feet after being released.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 5:02 pm
Mr. X could feel Duane trying to escape. Gritting his teeth, Mr. X then went to send a dirty knee to the back of his opponent.
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