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 Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 9:10 am
Time to roll, rook.
You can post first.
3nodding
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 9:18 am
 The sound of drums blast throughout the arena as the music Amazing by Kanye West plays. As the lyrics begin, Justin comes running out, excited to be facing The Prodigy! Justin stops at the top of the ramp and looks around. He dusts his shorts off for a couple seconds before jumping up and throwing a fist in the air! It's amazing, I'm the reason,
Everybody fired up this evening.
I'm exhausted, barely breathing,
Holding on to what I believe in.
No matter what you'll never take that from me,
My reign is as far as your eyes can see."On his way to the ring, from Saskatchewan, Canada, weighing in at 240lbs, he is "The Amazing", Justin Amaze!"Justin begins to make his way down the ramp and into the ring, but instead of sliding in, Justin jumps up on the apron. He pulls back on the ropes, and fires himself forward, doing a flip into the ring! It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin'
(Let's go)Justin takes his hat off and whips it into the crowed! Justin takes off his glasses and shirt, to the excitement of the crowed. Justin then wraps his chain and glasses in his shirt and throws it into the crowed. Justin hands his brass knuckles to the ref and continues to wait for Nuke Fusion! I'm a monster, I'm a killer,
I know I'm wrong, yeah,
I'm a problem that'll never ever be solved.
And no matter what you'll never take that from me,
My reign is as far as your eyes can see.
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin'
It's amazin'
(Let's go)
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:02 pm
I know we will be free again ..
BRING IT ON HOME!
The house lights turned off before slowly pulsing back to life. As the beat once again kicked in, several green spotlights around the arena shot in to life, sending flashes of viridian light flying across the fans.
Bring it on home!
A rogue greens spotlight hit the centre of the stage ..
Nuke Fusion rose from the ground, his arms crossed and his head down. As he looked up and rose a fist in to the air, a single pyro shot out from behind him, exploding in the air and sending emerald sparks over the stage and ramp, which Nuke began to walk down.
His eyes dead-set on the ring, Nuke then sprinted from the bottom of the ramp, sliding in under the bottom rope before getting to his feet quickly. Running and taking a high jump at a near turnbuckle, he looked out across the crowd, the flashing house lights and shooting green spotlights reflecting off from his signature green shades, a light show of it's own emerging.
Jumping down and stretching some muscles, he stood in a corner out of the way, the ref checking him for weapons.
After he had been checked, Nuke called over the ref, and spoke in to his ear. Then, shouting over at a tech guy to the side, Fusion was thrown a microphone.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:06 pm
Justin titled his head to the side a little bit with a confused look on his face. This was a match, not a talking session. Justin didn't say anything though, if the Prodigy was going to talk, he was going to listen.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:19 pm
Nuke looked Justin up and down as he paced one side of the ring, bouncing on his toes just a little. Bringing the microphone to his mouth, he then looked out at the crowd and shouted loud in to the mic.
"How you doing, all you inbred bastards?"
Gaining a massive jeer from the crowd, he stood on a turnbuckle and looked out at the crowd, especially maintaining an eye on a couple of kids who seemed to be ready to throw their food at him.
"Wait, wait, wait. Let me try that again, I don't think you're getting it. You're the inbred bastards you see, and generally you're supposed to like the guy in the ring that i'm facing, because he's inbred as well. You know, that whole common link with the thirteen toes that you guys have."
By now, already, it seemed as if the entire arena was jeering Nuke, willing him to fall off the turnbuckle on to the steel stairs. Right about now they'd even cheer Justin if he were to sneak up behind 'The Prodigy' and put him out for the count.
But, alas, Nuke went on .. Even with extra security being cordoned around ringside. Turning back to Justin, Nuke gave a smirk, and jumped off from the turnbuckle.
"Seems to me like these guys could start to like you. But I do commend you on having the guts to turn your back on your own cousins, uncles and aunts to try and get ahead in life .. Even if you are a 30-something white boy trying to be John Cena in his prime."
Taking a look at Amaze, Nuke stretched out his arms, flexing the muscles in his abdomen at the same time. But he wasn't finished, of course not, he never knows when to shut up.
And so that microphone went straight back to his lips.
"But don't worry, i've got you scouted .. You must be the leader of the local inbred committee! It all makes sense now!
All we need is the crowd screaming your name .. Well, they would be, if they knew what it was, rookie. I'll tell you what, i'll give them a heads-up; his name's Justin Amaze, and news Just-in .. You're nothing amazing, you're just another wannabe Superstar who won't even break the lower match card. If I were you, i'd just give up now and go home to your trailer park."
Now with a serious look on his face, Nuke looked at Justin, watching his movements for a sign of an impending attack.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:45 pm
Justin first came into this match excited to face Nuke, but now, all he wanted to do was beat the s**t out of Nuke. Justin slowly began to walk towards Nuke, now pissed off. Justin got right into Nuke's face, staring him down. Justin snatched the mic from Nuke's hands and backed up to arms length from Nuke. He raised the mic to his mouth.
"These people are all inbred b*****d's, I'm an inbred b*****d, I'm John Cena, you have me scouted, I'm not amazing, I'm a wanna-be, and I should just give up."
Justin took a look at the crowed and then back at Nuke, raising the mic back to his mouth.
"I'll tell you what, how about you attempt to shut up for a couple of minutes, and listen up."
The crowed cheered!
"This people, don't need you, they don't want you, and quite frankly, I don't think they want to listen to this s**t that comes out of your mouth. Speaking of that, dude, buy some tic tacs!"
Justin turned away and covered his nose as if Nuke's breath smelled like s**t. He turned back to Nuke and spoke into the mic.
"Now, you can tell me I'm inbred, you can tell me I'm a John Cena, you can tell me I fail and should leave. I don't really care. You want to know why? Once I'm done winning this match, none of that will matter, and you will know that the 'wanna-be' that won't break the lower card, will have beaten you."
Justin lowered the mic as the crowed cheered. Justin offered the mic back to Nuke. If he were to try and take it, Justin would throw it at Nuke's face!
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:49 pm
Nuke reached for the microphone foolishly, and had it thrown right back in his face. What a mistake there, that's usually one of Nuke's moves!
'The Prodigy' turned away holding his eye, staggering to the turnbuckle.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:52 pm
DING! DING! DING!
The bell went and Justin quickly started sending forearms to the back of Nuke! If he were to successfully hit a few, Justin would attempt an inverted scoop slam!
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:53 pm
As soon as Nuke felt a forearm hit his back, he attempted to counter with a vicious swinging elbow, throwing it blindly behind him!
(If he missed, he was caught with the inverted scoop slam and sent crashing down to the canvas)
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:55 pm
Justin didn't expect the elbow and took one to the jaw, staggering backwards!
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:56 pm
Nuke took this small momentum to quickly turn around and hope to even the odds - literally - with a sneaky eye poke to Justin, in the hope that the ref didn't see.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:58 pm
Justin wanted to try not to lose his momentum however, so as Nuke turned around and got close, Justin went for a take down and some strikes to Nuke's face!
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:59 pm
And so the rookie was showing Nuke just how to do it, as the takedown sent Fusion to the mat! The follow-up strikes connected, as Nuke threw up his arms in a desperate attempt to cover his face.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:02 pm
After a few strikes, Justin got off Nuke and did a Triple H flex and gave out a roar to the crowed as they began to cheer! Justin showed he was ready to defeat Nuke, and prove him wrong. He waited for Nuke to stand!
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:03 pm
Just as Justin wanted him to, Nuke slowly stood up, getting his wits back just slightly. The crowd were roaring, and instinctively Nuke knew that meant Justin must be preparing for something.
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