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 Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 11:16 am
 "The following match is a feud ending falls count anywhere match and is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 3:24 pm
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
Sympathy For The Devil by The Rolling Stones plays. Freakshow emerges from the curtains, sporting a new look. is grungy hair bleached blond, similar to that of a old school memphis wrestler. Clad in a pair of long black and orange wrestling trunks. As well as a long colorful ring jacket.. But behind his sunglasses where the same crazed eyes. Freak strides down to the ring, yelling insults at the fans. Freak walks up the ring steps, and goes through the middle rope gingerly and into the ring. Then stands in the corner, but not too close, waiting for his old rival.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 2:13 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 fear, he faced his opponent, eager to finally put this headache behind him. 
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 12:59 pm
Freakshow walked to the center of the ring after the bell rang. He gazed at Archangel, a sneer was on his face, and there was a look of pure hatred in his eyes. The mood in the arena was tense, awaiting the first move, of what would surely be a brutal match.
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 3:27 pm
Archangel ran charging toward Freakshow with an eager knee aimed at the midsection in hopes of sending his, similar in appearance of what used to be Guy Cancer, opponent flipping over his knee to land on the back!
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 8:09 pm
Freakshow walked right into the knee! He flipped over, and clutching at his stomach. But immediately starting getting up, as opposed to his normal, slower paced reactions. It was clear he wanted to get his hands on Archangel
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 8:58 am
That.. or or simply Freakshow knew that he couldn't do his usual slow pace, since Archangel wouldn't allow him with Arch's usual fast pace tactics. A perfect example of this would be now. Archangel didn't even wait for Freakshow to get up to his feet by grabbing Freakshow to pull him up to his feet and step back to boot Freakshow in the chest, closer to the ropes..
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:03 am
The boot connected. Freakshow staggered back, the only thing preventing him from hitting the ground again was the ropes that caught him. He clutched onto the ropes, catching his breath.
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 4:32 pm
Letting loose of his pent up aggression, Arch rushed at Freakshow and aiming to clothesline his fiendish opponent over the ropes, not caring if he went over with him!
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 5:02 pm
Freakshow was clotheslined over the ropes! But not before getting an arm around Archangel to make sure he went over with him. Freakshow went careening to the floor, he landed on his feet, but was unable to keep balance, and momentum sent him stumbling into the guard rail!
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 7:03 pm
Falling to the floor, Archangel landed on his back and the breath knocked out of him, he was slow to roll to his side, struggling for the air to return to his lungs!
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 7:10 pm
Freak leaned against the rail... He spat at Archangel, and with one had held at his ribs, also trying to catch his breath. With his free hand, he reached up to the railing, using it to help get to his feet.
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 6:56 pm
Able to roll.. well more flop than rolling to his front, Archangel was already getting up to a position of all fours! He lifted his head with a sneer and taunted Freakshow..
"Injuries of a hardcore psycho slowing you down, chump?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 7:03 pm
Freakshow remained propped against the rail, fuming. He didn't do much about the remark at first, instead, he waited for Archangel to get to his feet, then attempt to bum rush his opponent into the side of the ring.
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 7:39 pm
Feeling fully confident that he had the upper hand in at this moment and now up to a knee, Freakshow cut Archangel off from a standing position with a bum rush! Driven into the side of the ring, Archangel fell back to the floor writhing in pain as he held his side!
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