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The jig is up the news is out they've finally found me
The renegade who had it made retrieved for a bounty
Never more to go astray
This will be the end today of the wanted man

Freakshow emerged from the curtains, he was met with a chorus of jeering and boo's. He had a slimy grin on his face, his wild eyes concealed by aviator shades. He sauntered down to the ring, mouthing off at the fans when he got the chance. He walked up the ring steps, then across the ring apron. Freak turned towards the crowd, making a few rude gestures at some female fans before slipping into the ring. He backed into the ring corner, removed his shades and ring jacket, revealing a death match scarred body.

Freak leaned back in the corner, a foot propped up on the middle rope, elbows rested on the top rope. The relaxed looking wrestler didn't appear to be thinking much of his competition. He wiped as his nose with his tape covered forearm and stepped from his side of the ring. He advanced towards Lauri, arm outstretched for a handshake, unable to hold back a bit of a lopsided smirk.

Freakshow staggered in a bit as the man with a near fifty pound advantage yanked him forth. He shook Lauri's hand, almost seeming sincere in his sportsmanship for just a moment, perhaps intimidated into it. Then, if let go, he'd start backing to his corner, as if returning for the bell to ring to start the match, but mid way, Freak would whip around and throw a hard slap across the face of The Lone Wolf! And if he had his way, he'd bail out of the ring as soon as he did so!

In what had to be the fastest the fans he seen him move in quite awhile, Freak was out of the ring! Going through the ropes and to the outside in one swift motion. He paced around the ring, hands at his sides, maybe a bit unnerved by Lauri's reaction... At the same time, having to deal with jeering fans "I did that to your mother last night!" He snaps at one of them. Once he felt prepared to enter the ring once again, he propped a knee onto the apron and grabbed one of the ropes, motioning for the ref to hold his opponent back so he could make a clean re-entry.

Freak stepped up onto the apron and entered the ring very slowly. Not letting his eye leave Lauri. Once in the ring, he kept his leg draped over the middle rope, forcing the ref to stay between the two for the time being. Finally, getting on the fans last nerve, Freak cautiously edged away from the ropes, waiting for Lauri to make the first move...

"Ah!" The Lone Wolf comes charging towards Freak! Whatever guts he had mustered up to get back into the ring with the man he slapped, was sapped right out of him by the sight of the advancing opponent! Freak throws himself off to the side, hitting the ground with a roll, hoping to use the momentum to roll right back out of the ring!

Freak hit the ringside area feet first and back peddled towards the barrier, getting distance between himself and the squared circle. Once safe on the outside, he began doing various stretches, trying to convince people he had simply taken a break so he could limber up before the action. "Don't wanna pull a muscle," After this was all done, Freak took a walk around the ring, the fans jeering him the whole way.

Finally he reached the ringsteps, seemingly finished with his pre-match aerobics. He walked up the first step, then backed down from it.. Instead of walking up them, he took a page out of Bob Backlunds book and began doing some Harvard Step Tests! After about thirty seconds of this, Freak walked up onto the apron, and cautiously went into the ring through the middle rope.

"Alright kid, we're gunna start this off clean," He slaps at his chest, wiping at the ground with his feet, arms out signaling for a lock up.