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 Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 6:37 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 6:11 am
The riff of Stockholm Syndrome by Muse caught the PA system as the arena shot in to a yellow glow, the cameras fixed on the stage as three white spotlights awaited an arrival of a superstar. Bounding from backstage, Arc Celestial
Announcer: “Making his way to the ring from Toronto, Canada - Arc Celestial!"
I won't stand in your way
Let your hatred grow
And she'll scream
And she'll shout
And she'll pray
And she had a name
Yeah she had a name
Walking down the ramp and slapping hands with the fans, Arc had a microphone in hand and a grin on his face, the first time he had ever been seen in a big company, after a previous record of small, local wrestling promotions. As he reached the ring he slid in, pointing out at the crowd before crossing his arms in the air as his music faded out.
Raising the microphone to his mouth, he spoke out loudly to the crowd, although his personality would make you assume that he was an inward kind of guy, keeping to his-self.
"It feels so great to be in this ring, with all of you great fans, and an amazing show going on! But before I carry on, can I please have your attention, and welcome one of my two tag team partners tonight, Xavier Walker!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 12:07 pm
All of the lights in the arena shift down onto the stage, and there is one large spotlight shining boldly down into the center of the ring as “Dead Silence” blares onto the P.A. Then smoke-clouds form all over the stage, to the height of about three feet high, when a man comes walking out to the beat of the music, yet marching at his own pace, which is what makes him so unique.
Announcer- “And making his way to the ring…from Chicago, Illinois…weighing-in tonight at two hundred and fifty pounds…the self-proclaimed
‘Unimaginable Icon,’….Xavieeerrrrrrr…..WALKERRRR!!!”
Xavier makes his way down the ramp with a large smirk on his face and his arms stretched-out to the sides, showing-off his body set to all of the fans…especially the females, who he seems to be obsessed with. Then he pauses at the foot of the ramp, looks at the fans to each side of him, and begins to shout ‘What time is it!?! What time is it!?!’ And with that, he slaps the ramp in front of him with both of his hands before pointing two fingers high into the air with a confident expression pasted onto his face as pyrotechnics in the act of large fireworks are set off at the stage in black, gold, and white. Then Xavier runs forwards and slides into the ring. He stands up and walks around in a circle before pausing beside his one of his partners for his debut match later-on tonight. He then accepts a microphone from the in-ring announcer and raises it up to his lips.
"Thanks for having me out here, Arc. I can't wait for our match later-on. And who knows, maybe we'll be teaming-up a lot more often after tonight."
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