Scream, Aim, Fire!
Suddenly, the tune of Scream, Aim, Fire, began to echo throughout the arena and into the ears of the fans.
The fans then began to boo as they already had an idea who was making their way to the ring.
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Kill your enemies,
My brothers dead around me,
Wounds are hurting
Death is creeping for me,
Smoke is blinding
Hearts are pounding
Chaos soon ignites
The call is made
It's one for all
Will I meet my maker
DJ came running out from behind the curtain, almost ripping threw the wind while doing so. He was now under the titantron, a smirk across his face. DJ began to make his way down the rampway, and towards the ring. DJ made his way down the ramp, walking in a straight line of course. He was not going to let the fans touch him. He was to good for that and the fans should have known better.
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[X3]
Over The Top Over The Top
Right Now It's Killing Time
Over The Top Over The Top
The Only Way Out Is To Die
All of the sudden the announcer began to speak. He was introducing the self proclaimed "Perfectionist".
(Making his way to the ring...weighing in tonight at a PERFECT two-hundred-and twenty-two pounds.... )
{From Chicago, Illinois! I give you: DJ!}
DJ then began to pick up speed, as he started to run towards the ring. He then slid under the bottom ring ropes, he was now inside the ring. DJ quickly headed to the closest turnbuckle and jumped upon it, as he began to quickly taunt to the crowd. "The perfectionist" then turned around and jumped off landing safely upon the softly cushioned canvas. The perfect entrance... for a perfect superstar.
Suddenly, the tune of Scream, Aim, Fire, began to echo throughout the arena and into the ears of the fans.
The fans then began to boo as they already had an idea who was making their way to the ring.
[-•-•-•-]
Kill your enemies,
My brothers dead around me,
Wounds are hurting
Death is creeping for me,
Smoke is blinding
Hearts are pounding
Chaos soon ignites
The call is made
It's one for all
Will I meet my maker
DJ came running out from behind the curtain, almost ripping threw the wind while doing so. He was now under the titantron, a smirk across his face. DJ began to make his way down the rampway, and towards the ring. DJ made his way down the ramp, walking in a straight line of course. He was not going to let the fans touch him. He was to good for that and the fans should have known better.
[-•-•-•-]
[X3]
Over The Top Over The Top
Right Now It's Killing Time
Over The Top Over The Top
The Only Way Out Is To Die
All of the sudden the announcer began to speak. He was introducing the self proclaimed "Perfectionist".
(Making his way to the ring...weighing in tonight at a PERFECT two-hundred-and twenty-two pounds.... )
{From Chicago, Illinois! I give you: DJ!}
DJ then began to pick up speed, as he started to run towards the ring. He then slid under the bottom ring ropes, he was now inside the ring. DJ quickly headed to the closest turnbuckle and jumped upon it, as he began to quickly taunt to the crowd. "The perfectionist" then turned around and jumped off landing safely upon the softly cushioned canvas. The perfect entrance... for a perfect superstar.
