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 Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 11:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 8:27 pm
'Ladies and Gentlemen Good evening....
You've seen that seeing is believing...
Your ears and your eyes will be bleeding...
Please check to see that your still breathing...'
~As the music associated with one of the most controversial superstars in any federation rings throughout the arena, one cannot help but think where Angel's head is at at this particular moment. Needless to say, while these thoughts rolled through the minds of the fans in attendance, Angel slowly made his way from the back, moving at an almost zombie like stroll with his eyes locked straight ahead on the ring. He showed no emotion on his face...there was no anger, no malice, just focus on what was about to happen. Angel was embarrassed last week at the hands of a man whom in his opinion has no place in the same ring as him~
'BOOM!!!
do ya want it...
BOOM!!!
do ya need it...
BOOM!!!
let me hear it...
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!!'
~As his music continued to play throughout the arena Angel made his way into the ring just as the ring announcer was starting to announce him~
ANNOUNCER-"Ladies and Gentlemen introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois weighing in tonight at 252 pounds he i......"
~Angel's introduction was cut short by his own hands, as midway through the announcement, Angel delivered a vicious clothesline to the ring announcer, causing him to roll out of the ring leaving the mic in the middle of the ring, which Angel immediately picked up and looked out into the crowd who were now showering him with boo's, and some fans even began throwing trash in the ring. Angel smirked and walked over to the ropes, leaning against them and looking down at the ring announcer he just took out~
"Sorry to cut you short there buddy, but there isn't a fan in attendance tonight who doesn't know who I am. It's my opponent who needs a proper introduction. And I figured who better to introduce him then me, the man who is about to end his insignificant career."
~The fans deafen the arena with the sound of boos, to which Angel quickly responds~
"Now hold on, you guys need to show this guy the respect he deserves, after all he is coming off one of the biggest upsets of his career. He beat me last week. So without further ado...."
~Angel clears his throat~
"My opponent tonight, whose weight and hometown are completely irrelevant as ten minutes from now, he will be on his way to the hospital. He is a man who pulled one over on me last week, placing a target on his head the size of my size 14 wrestling boot...he is The Choke-Artist, Matt Draven!!!!!"
~Angel, who looked very pleased with his introduction, tossed the mic to the side and awaited Draven to make his way to the ring~
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 8:43 pm
I don't love how you love
but please don't leave me here alone
I don't feel how you feel
Well it's my fault I'm bones
I don't die how you die
I can't just waste away
You keep changing your life
Everyday
The lights switch to black light as the song begins to play and smoke begins to pour out along the entrance and up into the air. The crowd was quiet as they watched in awe and confusion at this strange entrance. Laser lights flashed and rotated during the entrance, never staying
in one spot for long.
[Chorus]
If it burns I'll keep fueling the same dream
If you fall I'll remember to save game
I don't want your Remedy
I don't fall how you fall
I won't hold on you can't let go
When it's pain that I feared
I made you take it slow
I don't cry how you cry
there's nothing left to me
you keep changing my life
everyday
Matt slowly crawled out onto the stage like he was trying to crawl through tar. His face and body paint glowing in the black light as well as his white clothes. He was at center stage when the music picked up and Matt suddenly jumped up to his feet and fireworks shot up and out towards the ring! The lights went back to normal and Matt made his way down the ramp on one side, high fiving fans and getting the crowd pumped.
[Chorus 2x]
I don't want
I don't need
I don't want
Remedy
I don't want Remedy!
[Chorus]
Matt climbed the steel steps and walked about halfway on the apron and turned back to the fans that sat along the ramp. He raised a both arms up so his hands were near his face and extended his pointer, middle, thumb, and pinky were up and his ring fingers stayed curled like when they were in a fist. He leaned back against the ropes and tipped his head back and stretched out his arms and screamed upwards at the ceiling of the arena.
Matt straightened back up and ducked underneath the top rope and into the ring, he ran to a turnbuckle across the ring and hopped onto the second rung and repeated the taunt from earlier. Matt then got down and repeated the taunt on the other three turnbuckles in a clockwise order before climbing down and standing in the middle of the ring, and waited for the bell to ring.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 8:50 pm
~Angel was not interested in formalities...like waiting for the referee to ring the bell. Or waiting for Draven to finish his entrance. Angel watched as Draven went through the motions, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He found it after Matt had climbed three turnbuckles and was making his way to the forth. As Draven attempted to climb the forth turnbuckle, Angel charged tword him, attempting to kick the rope and knock his opponent off balance, hoping to send him toppling backward into the ring~
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 9:27 pm
The second rope started to shake and Matt nearly plymmeted back first into the canvas! Good thing he managed to grab onto the top rope before that happened! He stepped back down to the canvas and looked at Angel, clearly it hadn't been some kind of accident. Matt shrugged and completely faced Angel, and the bell rang!
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 9:32 pm
( stressed ) ~Angel was clearly hoping that Draven would tank it there, but being a ring veteran always had a back-up plan which in this case, was to light up Draven's chest with a knife edge chop that if it connected would likely echo throughout the arena~
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 9:56 pm
The chop connected and the echo was heard! Matt brought his forearms up and took a couple steps away, parallel to the ropes. Clearly the chop didn't tickle, Matt's face clearly showed that!
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 10:06 pm
~The crowd yelled something, could have been WOOO, but it might have been BOOO, Angel was to focused on the match to even pay attention to the crowd, as he followed behind Draven attempting to push his opponent into the corner~
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 10:33 pm
Matt was hered into a corner and leaned against it back first.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 3:26 pm
~Angel then took a step forward, looking almost like a man possessed,his eyes were locked on the red spot on Dravens chest. He reared his am back and swung it forward, hoping to connect with Matt's reddened chest and as a result knock the wind out of him~
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 3:33 pm
With nowhere to go, Matt was struck hard in the chest! Which caused him to gasp for air.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:16 pm
~Angel smirked as instinct caused Matt to grip his chest in pain and gasp for air. "It's not so easy when your all by yourself, is it punk?" Angel screamed as he attempted to deliver a vicious European uppercut~
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 5:00 pm
The move connected and Matt's head snapped back and he bounced into the corner.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 8:45 pm
~Angel then attempted to deliver a series of hard rights and lefts, targeting Draven's skull and chest to add to the damage that he had already delivered in the earlygoings of this match~
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 10:25 pm
Matt brought his arms up and managed to block some of the shots to his head. Other then that, Angel was currently control the pace of th match.
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