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 Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 6:51 pm
Fatal Four Way. DVD Exclusive!
K-Dogg vs Jon Rodriguez vs Dj vs Brock Carter
Note this match is not about winning. This is about to see where you are both at Jon and Brock. Win if can, but telling a story is better.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 7:13 pm
(Making His way to the ring)
*Hero by Skillet plays*
:I'm just a step away, I;m just a breathe away, losing my fate today, plays: :A Young Jon Rodriguez appears in the arena, glaring at the ring: :The Crowd booos the rookie: :keeps looking down set, to appear with pyro coming off the stage ramp:
"From, Los Angeles, California, he weight in 240 lbs....Jon Rodriguez"
:The Crowd, boos Rodriguez, as he is introduced: :Walks toward the mid-section to the ramp: razz ut two legs apart, and moves two, arms out apart holding up the rock sign: biggrin uring that pyro, burst off, very loudly, in the stage: :Crowd continues to boo:
:A Hero, gotta save me, just in time:
:I need a Hero: :slides in the ring and runs toward the turnbuckle, gets to the second rope and does his signature taunt of the rock sign, in the air: :Jumps off: :Hero by Skillet ends: :Waits:
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Posted: Tue Mar 23, 2010 3:37 pm
The opening drum line of a familiar beat hit the speaker system... All of a sudden the screaching guitars from Bullet For My Valentine's song "Scream, Aim, Fire" began to play throughout the arena. The fans erupted with cheers. This could only mean one thing... The self proclaimed, "Perfect One" was now entering the match... [-•-•-•-] 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 All of a sudden a familiar figure emerged from behind the curtains running down to the stage at all full speed. He had long black hair, somewhere around the 190-200 pound area (200). It was none other then "The Perfectionist", DJ. The fans began to cheer even louder! [-•-•-•-] [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 A few seconds later the announcer began to introduce him.
{Making his way to the ring... Weighing in tonight at Two Hundred and Twenty Pounds...}
{From Chicago, Illinois! I give you: "Your perfect one, DEE JAY!"} Once he was introduced, DJ began to dash down the rampway. He was excited for this match! This was going to be an excellent match! By now DJ had reached the bottom of the ring way and was looking into the ring, glaring at his opponent. He then shrugged and looked to his left locating the steel steps. He then climbed the steel steps that would eventually elevate him up to the ring apron. Once he had walked down the apron he would duck his head down and throw his left leg first threw the second ring rope. Once he was in the ring he jumped up to the nearest turnbuckle and showboated to the crowd. After a few seconds of showboating, DJ would turn around and look towards his opponent. He would then jump from the turnbuckle down to the ring. He was in for a hell of a match... especially since it was a fatal fourway. The fans where in for a hell of a show. The crowd began to die down as DJ backed up into the ring post and held onto the top ropes. DJ glanced at his opponent in the ring then looked torwards the entrance way, obviously he was awaiting the other two.
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 9:52 am
(Everyone is in the ring, start the match.)
Bell rings!
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 2:22 pm
-Stares at all competors, with a grin face-
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 2:35 pm
DJ had a devilish smirk on his face. He turned to look at all of his opponents. 'No one special.' He thought to himself. He shrugged his shoulders before landing his eyes on a man named "Jon Rodriguez." He never seen this man before. That was his target! Dj swiftfully dashed towards Jon and shot a forearm aimed at Jon's face.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 3:57 pm
-Falls down in the mat, after getting hit by DJ-
-Jon feels his face to recover-
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 10:12 pm
K Dogg, fresh from his disappointing loss to GBL, emerged through the crowd, climbing over the guard rail and standing before the ring, watching his two opponents battle it out.
Being used as a stepping stone for two new punks did not set well for him, especially not if it was going to be some random extra on a dvd.
He watched the action inside the ring, analyzing both men.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 4:01 pm
DJ quickly rises to his feet with a smirk across his face. He figured now was the perfect time to start picking away at his downed opponent; so he would then try to stomp on the left leg of the downed Jon.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 4:03 pm
-Jon quickly thinks fast, and he rolls out of the ring, at his heel form will do, mostly everytime-
-The Sold out Crowd is filled with boos-
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 7:04 pm
K Dogg watched as the rook rolled out of the ring to catch his breath and slow down Dj's momentum.
The rook was beneath him, but if he were to be able to steal the match with little effort, he needed a victim.
K Dogg quickly ran behind Jon, grabbed him from the back of his head, as well as his back and threw him back into the ring, into Dj's path.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 7:18 pm
-Jon is thrown back into the ring-
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 7:56 pm
A smirk came across the face of the perfectionist. Who could blame him? He was now just given an opportunity to do some serious damage to one of the opponents in this match. As soon Jon was thrown back into the ring DJ would try to give him a swift kick to the ribs.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 5:44 pm
-Jon thinks quick as he moves out of the way and tries to land a drop-kick on DJ, while he's on the ground from attepting that kick-
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 3:43 pm
The drop-kick connected, somehow, effectively throwing DJ off balance. DJ fell to his back and quickly sat up to a sitting position slowly scooting away from Jon. DJ didn't seemed to be to harmed from the drop-kick but Jon's message was clear.
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