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 Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 5:50 am
 Erica: The following Five Way Contest is scheduled for one fall Elle: We're receiving word that this will determine the number one contender for the EEW Estremo title! Eve: Wow! Really?! Alright then! Introducing first....
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 2:38 pm
Just then a huge display of fireworks exploded from each side of the stage, engulfing the arena in a bright glow. Soon after wards Talon came rushing from the back, throwing a wild fist into the air in front of him. He was seen sporting a unique entrance attire, he seemed to like to dress up for special cards, especially Pay-Per-Views.Ring Announcer: "Introducing first.. Weighing in at 249 pounds. He hails from The Motor City, Detroit, Michigan.. The Risk Taker! TALONNN!"Talon made his way down the ramp to the cheer of the crowd. Tagging a few of the Fan's hands along the way. Approaching the ring, Talon hopped on one foot and rushed towards the apron. Talon smoothly slid into the ring, under the bottom rope. He quickly pushed himself to his feet and made his way to the ropes, lowering his hood from his head. Talon placed a foot on the bottom and second rope, grabbing a hold of the top with his left hand. Talon threw a fist into the sky as he slightly bounced on the ropes. The fans raising they're fists to the sky as well. Talon then dropped down of the ropes and made his way across the ring, climbing the ropes in the same fashion once more and again the fans threw they're fists into the air. Talon then dropped from the ropes and made his way over to an open corner. There he removed his cloak, and hood, then his leather armor and began to stretch in the corner, getting the final kinks out before the match officially went under way.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:39 pm
*The opening guitar strumming of Tom Waits' "Goin' Out West" begins to play on the PA system. Greeted with no fire works or crowd reaction, "The Hero of The South", Tommy Davis walks down the ramp. Tommy's left eyebrow is swollen and stitched up from his debut in EEW. Tommy lets out a grim smirk on his face as he arrives to the ring apron, predicting another blood 'harvest' like his last match.*
Ring Announcer: And now...Hailing from the Davis Family Farm, Mississippi...TOMMY DAVIS!
*Tommy climbs up to the ring apron and enters the ring through the middle rope. Tommy then begins to undo his jean overalls, letting the straps hang down to his hips as he waits for the three others to join.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 4:28 pm
The announcer announces out.. "Coming in at six feet and one inch tall, straight from heaven... The "Hooooolllyyy Rooolllleerrr" Archangel!!"  Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly, Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.No flashing lights and no video played for him on the titatron, as The Archangel strode out onto the stage, donning a large golden helmet, that masked his face. He went from one end of the stage to the other, on each side he would pound his chest with his right hand and point out to the crowd. Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.No pryotechnics went off as he made his way down the ramp, but that didn't seem to stop the crowd from cheering loudly. He slapped hands with the fans, going from one side of the ramp to the other, and once he had reached the end of the ramp, The Archangel walked to the turnbuckle steps. Be still, my soul, though dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in the vale of tears;
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrows and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fulness all He takes away.Before going up the steel steps, he removed his luxurious wrap and dropped it on the first step, then went up the steps, entering the ring. Now in the ring he removed his golden helmet and placed it on top of the turnbuckle pole and his white coat and white pants soon followed on the list of what he removed from his person. The coat and pants were handed off to an outside official. Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.After he finished undressing down to what could easily be mistaken as tightie whities, he kneeled down in the center of the ring and made a short prayer. After about ten to twenty seconds of prayer, he stood up and faced his opponent, eager to show his worth. 
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 3:06 pm
The arena goes dim and the image of a burning body is shown on the screen accompanied by Hanzel Und Gretyl's Overture then Disturbed's Inside the Fire starts up and Atrocity stands at the stage.... "making his way to the ring he stands at 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighs in at 210 lbs Atrocity XXX" Atrocity makes his way to the ring looking at his opponents then he jumps up to the apron and over the top rope. Atrocity then makes his way to a corner where he removes his jacket and sits back down on the turnbuckle waiting for the others
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 9:49 pm
Talon crouched in his corner, as he awaited the arrival of The Animal, Rhamm. he eyed all three other competitors and waited for the bell.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 11:25 pm
*The fans begin to flock to the merchandise stand while waiting for the last contestant of the match to enter the ring. Annoyed with waiting so long, “The Hero Of the South”. Tommy Davis grabs the microphone from the ring announcer and begins to speak to the displeasure of the fans who’ve seen him before.*
“HEY…HEEEEEEEEY. Ya’ll BETTER not be thinking about leaving the arena; I haven’t even began to wrassle these punks yet!”
*Some fans turn their heads to see what Tommy is blabbering about. The rest of the fnas just begin to make their way else where around the arena, showing lack of interest in what the head of the Davis Family Farm has to say. Tommy’s face goes red with embarrassment and anger. Humiliated once more, Tommy’s hidden rage begins to slowly rise up as he begins to speak again.*
“YOU PEOPLE…ARE SOME OF THE MOST SELFISH PEOPLE I’VE EVER MET!”
*The fans stop and turn their heads, their attention now caught by the raging southern in the ring. Tommy looks around, almost surprised of how many people have stopped to hear what he has to say. No longer being ignored, Tommy takes the ball and begins to run forward with it.*
“That’s damn right. You people just don’t care what people like me are doin’ round here. I may have only been in EEW for about a month, but my entire life I’ve been bustin’ MY a** for the likes of you higher class Yankees. Where do you think your bread comes from? Your wheat, your meats, your fruits…Everything you see in your kitchen comes from hard workers like ME.”
*Tommy grows a bit more emotional as he continues on. He pushes forward, growing tired of the lack of respect he’s been getting his entire life.*
“You see, this whole rise of the machines bullshit has been killin’ my income. My home. My lively hood. And you people are just fueling that machine to make it continue. You don’t care about us FARMERS, the back bone of America no more. I struggle day in and day out to make ends meat and you people don’t care about what I have to say?”
“YOU ALL MAKE ME SICK! Ya’ll can’t even DREAM of livin’ a day in my life…And you want to talk about boring.”
“Whatever.”
*Tommy Davis throws the microphone to the ground and leans against his corner, leaving most of the fans in the arena speechless after showing how he really feels.*
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 4:30 pm
Archangel reached over, offering a handshake first to Talon, then Tommy, and finally to Atrocity, while they waited for The Animal, Rhamm.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 9:16 pm
Atrocity was getting waiting for Rhamm to come in so he accepted the handshake from Archangel but didn't let go and tried pulling Archangel back towards him and the he would lift him up for a spinebuster attempt
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 10:10 pm
Talon accepted Archangel's friendly gesture and continued to wait for Rhamm, however Atrocity wasn't waiting any longer. Watching him trying to start the match prematurely he circled around the ring keeping his distance from the other competitors.
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 11:44 am
Archangel was planted to the mat by Actrocity's Spinebuster.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 8:19 am
With Angel down Atrocity would attempt a rear chinlock submission
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 1:55 pm
*Without much a care for what is going on, Tommy wisely leans up against his corner. Letting the others compete without him.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 7:41 am
Downed by the unexpected Spinebuster, Arch was vulnerable to the Rear Chinlock Submission and would've grabbed the ropes, but he knew the bell didn't ring, so he was stuck and could only hope that the referee could get Atrocity off of him!
The referee certainly did try, yelling at Atrocity and prying at his hands to remove the lock. He yelled warnings to throw him out of the match if Atrocity didn't release the hold immediately!
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 2:53 pm
Atrocity took advantage of the ref's warning and before he could officially be thrown from the match he backed off and sat on the nearest turnbuckle
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