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 Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 12:35 pm
Bryan Bain vs Marxx vs Brandon Damone w/Zarel Damone
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 9:13 pm
Makes Me Wonder by Maroon 5 hits as blue lights flash.
"Making his way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 225 pounds, Brandon Damone!"
I wake up with blood-shot eyes
Struggled to memorize
The way it felt between your thighs
Pleasure that made you cry
Feels so good to be bad
Not worth the aftermath, after that
After that
Try to get you back
Brandon Damone walks out onto the stage and the crowd erupts in cheers, Zarel following behind him
I still don't have the reason
And you don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If I ever gave a ******** about you
Brandon heads towards the ring, high fiving fans as he moves to the music.
Give me something to believe in
Cause I don't believe in you anymore
Anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference to try
(Yeah)
So this is goodbye
Brandon begins to circle the ring, still dancing to the music and high fiving fans, even pausing for a couple of pictures
God damn my spinning head
Decisions that made my bed
Now I must lay in it
And deal with things I left unsaid
I want to dive into you
Forget what you're going through
I get behind, make your move
Forget about the truth
Brandon pauses in front of the announcer's table and does an extra dance in front of the announcers before hopping up onto the apron
I still don't have the reason
And you don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If I ever gave a ******** about you
Brandon hangs onto the ropes and moves a bit more to the music before stepping in through the ropes
Give me something to believe in
Cause I don't believe in you anymore
Anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference,
It even makes a difference to try
And you told me how you're feeling
But I don't believe it's true anymore
Anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry
(Oh no)
So this is goodbye
Brandon stands in the center of the ring and strikes his pose as blue pyros shoot off behind him.
I've been here before
One day I'll wake up
And it won't hurt anymore
You caught me in a lie
I have no alibi
The words you say don't have a meaning
Cause
I still don't have the reason
Brandon straightens up and steps onto the second turnbuckle
And you don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If I ever gave a ******** about you
And I...and so this is goodbye
Brandon takes off his tshirt and tosses it out into the sea of cheering fans
Give me something to believe in
Cause I don't believe in you anymore
Anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference,
It even makes a difference to try
And you told me how you're feeling
But I don't believe it's true anymore
Anymore
I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry
(Oh no)
So this is goodbye
So this is goodbye, yeah
Brandon steps down, still moving to the music before it fades out. Zarel remains on the outside of the ring as they wait for Brandon's opponent
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:15 pm
Just as the music blasted over the PA, the lights flashed to the beat of the music and a two pillars of smoke shot up into the sky from the stage, then suddenly from the back smoke bellowed out and engulfed the top of stage. Bryan walked from the back with his trademark furcoat and FTW Title. If it slung over he's shoulder and dusted it off and smirked as he made his way down the ramp, ready for his match. Bryan rushed up the steps and into the ring through the ropes. He climbed the closest turnbuckle and raised his title high into the air with an arrogant smile. Then Bryan hopped from the steel post and removed his furcoat and accessories. He then handed the ref his title, warning him that if he didn't take care of it he be bustin' some a**. The ref took the title and handed to stagehand. As the ref handed the title to the stagehand, Bryan then waited for the arrival of The Midnight Role Model, Marxx.
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 11:49 am
(should we just start without him? doesn't seem like he's going to show)
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 8:25 pm
~I was gonna wait another day, but we can start now. I wanna get something out the way through.~
Bryan held his hand out to the ref with a pointer finger to the sky signaling to wait for a moment. Bryan then leans through the ropes and demands a mic. After getting one Bryan stands back up in the ring and raises the mic to his mouth to speak. "You see people! It's like I said before. When it comes to me and Marxx. I am the better man." Bryan paused to receive a chours of boos. "The man won't even come to the ring to prove it. He cowardice." Bryan paused again, as the crowd overloaded the ring with boos and insults directed at The Hollywood Heartbreaker. "Bianca... Beautiful.. Here me out. You should be with a man that can bring home the bacon. Not someone who get's accused of rape, and preaches to the youth that he is a Role Model. Be with me, I'm the better man. And to prove it. Tonight I'm gonna beat down little Brandon Damone." Bryan tossed the mic out the ring and signaled to the ref to start the match.
*Ding! Ding! Ding!*
With the sound of the bell Bryan walked to the towards the center of the ring to offer Brandon an elbow collar tie up.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 8:19 am
brandon goes into the tie up. from here he looks to catch Bryan in a hammerlock
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 10:56 am
Bryan is spun up into the hammerlock. However Bryan knew a quick and simply way out of it. He leaned over and went to spin around looking to reverse the hammerlock into one of his own.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 11:33 am
caught in the hammerlock, Brandon looks to push bryan back against the ropes to force a break
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 11:50 am
Bryan was pushed into the ropes and as the ref warned him to break it. Bryan did, but only to try and send a nasty forearm into the back of Brandon's skull.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 10:25 am
Brandon is knocked forward several steps from the forearm and reaches for his head
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 8:59 pm
As Brandon went to tend to his head Bryan was already on the move. He went to drop to a knee and slam his shoulder into the back of Brandon's knee.
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 8:57 am
an unusual tactic but still effective, as brandon goes down to a move his bigger brothers normally fall prey to
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 9:57 am
Bryan gets back to his feet, and with Brandon now down to a knee, it made it easy for him to take advantage. Bryan made his way around Brandon and went to lock in a sleeperhold.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 7:00 am
(given his size i meant that he went all the way down onto his back but i can work with this)
Brandon is locked in the sleeperhold for several seconds. the crowd begins to chant, trying to motivate him to get out of the hold. slowly, he turns into Bryan just enough to throw a few elbows to the gut to try to get free
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 1:14 pm
Bryan was sure the sleeperhold was taking effect. However his hopes were shattered as he felt Brandon trying to get to his feet. Before he even realized it Brandon was throwing elbow after elbow into Bryan's gut. With each impact Bryan's grip weakened until he completely let it go, tending to the pain in his stomach.
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