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 Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 5:09 pm
 "The following match is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 9:12 pm
"From Los Angeles, California weighing in at 223 pounds, The New Adiction, Joey Desch!"
"Get Adicted" blasts over the loudspeakers as Joey runs towards the ring. He gets on the apron, turns to the audience with a slight grin and jumps onto the turnbuckle and performs a moonsault and lands kneeling in the middle of the ring.He stands up as they give him a standing ovation holding his hands up high.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 4:13 pm
A recognizable voice that belonged to Guy Cancer himself, announced out.."Coming in at 250 pounds and standing 5 foot, 10 inches tall.. he is the one that knows you're all just a bunch o' monkeys! And the very man that determines careers..! He is the one.. and the only.. GWWF Champion Guy "The Fox" Cancer! "Cold Blood" by Kix played, the dark blue lights flashed around the arena as Guy was rolled out in a wheel chair, with the GWWF Championship laid out on his lap, one half of the GWWF Tag Team Championship slung over his left shoulder, and the bottom strap over his sling, as if trying to hide his broken arm. The man pushing Guy was rather big and rather strong looking. Stopping for a moment at the top of the ramp, Guy still gave a look of utter contempt at the audience before him.
 
(tektek has no wheel chair nor does it have a sling, so use imagination. Heh heh, South Park..)
The mysterious costumed man begins pushing Guy down the ramp in a slow descent. The man didn't stop halfway nor did he stop at the end of the ramp, he continued on around the ring and stopping at the commentator's table, the man pulled Trent Nash out of his seat, tossed the chair, and parked Guy in the spot of where Trent Nash was! And fumbling with the headphones Dallas offered his help."Welcome Mr. Cancer! It's great to have you here! What happened to you and let me help yo-.." Guy was quick to rudely interrupt Dallas."Shut up! Don't touch me!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 4:19 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. Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.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.
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. When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.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, showing no notice to Guy, and faced his opponent, eager to show his worth. 
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 1:14 am
Joey looks to the outside wondering what Guy "Fox" Cancer is doing out here and then looks over to his partially nude opponent. Joey stares at Archangel waiting for the bell to ring. When it does, Joey slowly approaches the middle of the ring to start things off with a lock up attempt.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:25 pm
Taking on the lock up, Archangel tried overpowering Desch and hit a neckbreaker! Is Archangel suffering from ring rust? He just lost last week and now he's pulling out moves like that?
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 1:10 am
As Joey gets spun around, hes turns dodging the neckbreaker and attempts an elbow shot to the back of Archangel's head.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 7:49 am
Stumbling foreword from the elbow shot, Arch bent over and held the back of his head. It took him a few seconds before he turned around to make a delivery punch to Desch's face.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 8:26 am
Joey doesn't see the shot coming and gets decked with a hard punch to face. Joey stumbles back and turns holding his face yelling "********, that hurt!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 8:56 am
Trent: "So, Guy.."
Guy: "What?!"
Trent: "What happened to you?"
Guy: "Draze speared me off of a titatron and that's why his dumbass isn't in a match either! Now do your job and start calling the match in front of you!"
Trent: Oh! Right.. Oh, no! Desch takes a fist to the face! That can't be legal in a regular match, can it?"
Guy: "No it can't, Trent! Don't you worry what dirty tricks Archangel tries to pull, it won't work! Archangel is just angry that he wasn't allowed into my tournament and jealous that he wasn't the winner. Now he's facing the winner, Joey Desch, and Archangel is trying to prove that he is better than Desch in this match! I'm positive that my boy Desch will win!"
Trent: "That's a mouth full.. are you sure yo-"
Guy: "Shut up and pay attention to the match!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 9:02 am
Archangel points a finger at Joey..
"Don't you cuss in front of me!"
Archangel then squat down and burst foreword, elbow first, aimed to the stomach of Desch!
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 9:02 am
Joey turns around still holding his face and sees Archangel coming at him and attempts a midsection kick to stop his momentum.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 11:37 am
The kick to his medsection did stop his momentum and brought Archangel falling on his front and held his stomach, as he lied on the mat.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 2:50 pm
Joey looks down at the fallen archangel and gets on his knees attempting a face facelock.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 10:43 am
Joey get Arch in the facelock and he grits his teeth, refusing to give Joey the satisfaction of hearing his pain.
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