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Ted Dibiase vs. [Bryan Riggs]

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PostPosted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:03 pm


Regular one on one match.
PostPosted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 9:29 pm


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The lights in the arena go dim. The only lights now are those belonging to the titantron spotlights which have a greyish-blueish tint to them. Filling the entirety of the entrance from where the superstars come out with four jets of smoke rising from beneath the floor, the speakers to the arena soon start blasting the opening to the song Waiting by Not Forgotten and the titantron bringing up his entrance video of a grim reaper with the name Bryan Riggs shortly coming after in smoky grey lettering.

Open up my eyes,
Saving what's been broken,
Wasting all this time,
Now I know you'll never see this side of you that I know
It's been killing me for too long,
It's such a long way down from here


At this point in the song Bryan would appear from behind the smoke, walking through the jets and stopping just a few feet in front of them, taking a moment to look at the crowd starting from the left side and sweeping his sights to the far right. Taking a step forward, Bryan would look down at the ground and wait a good few seconds before raising his right arm in the air with a fist made, eyes now locked straight on his opponent and a look of intensity and determination shown one hundred percent.

All this time I've waited,
Never seemed to change,
You're mine, I'm pleading!
Do not be afraid,
Has all our time been wasted?


"From Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 220 pounds, Bryan Riggs!"

Making his way down the ramp, Bryan walks along the left side, extending his left arm so slap the hands of cheering fans and kids who came to see their favorite superstars wrestle tonight. Doing this until he was off the ramp and walking towards the steel steps to the left, Bryan quickly made his way up and walked along the apron, stopping to take his glasses off and tossing them into the crowd for a lucky kid or adult to grab.

Sinking with each step,
Scared of what might be next,
Forming in this game we've played for so long.
My instincts disappear,
The only voice I hear
Is telling me to run away from here


Stepping through the ropes, Bryan makes his way over to his corner of the ring and takes his grey stocking cap off, handing it to one of the ringside crew and using the second row ropes to balance himself as he did a few squats and stretched before the match would take place. Rolling his neck, running from one side of the ring back to his corner to test out the ropes so he could get a feel for them and lastly using the ropes to stretch from side to side. He waited for the ref to signal the start of the match.

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PostPosted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 5:09 am


Tea Partay by Prep Unit plays on the loudspeakers, as Ted Dibiase walks out onto the ramp, taking his time, despite having already made the audience wait a few extra minutes, wondering if there was even going to be a match.
He has a large, white, fluffy towel draped over his shoulders, both side stretching almost down to his waist. Underneath, he's wearing a pair of orange trunks, with a dollar sign on either side of it, and the word "Dibiase" written just above his a**. He spreads his arms as he walks down the ramp, cockily calling attention to his impressive physique, stopping for a second to absorb their jeering. He smirks up at his opponent, wondering just how annoyed he can make him by delaying the match even further.
After several more seconds, bobbing his head to his own music, Ted strolls up the steel steps, and moves into the ring under the top rope. He makes his way to the ropes, stretching his arms out, as he stares down Riggs. Before the bell can ring, he takes a mic from off stage, and motions for the referee to wait a moment.

"I'm sure you've heard of me... If not me, then definitely my family. Might I add, my billionaire family. And I shouldn't have to tell you this, but there's no reason for either of us to leave this arena covered in sweat and blood tonight. So if you'll just lie down and let me pin you, we'll go our separate ways, and I can guarantee you that you'll find something beautiful in your bank account tomorrow morning."

He hands the mic off, and the bell rings. He stands there, hands on his hips, waiting to see if his opponent will hand him the win.
PostPosted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 12:23 pm


Smirking at Dibiase as he grabbed the mic and tried to con Bryan into giving him the win, Bryan nodded his head and walked a bit closer to Ted, slowly dropping down on one knee. But instead of dropping to two, Bryan shot forward and opted to try and charge Ted into the corner turnbuckle with a shoulder thrust.

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PostPosted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 8:36 pm


9. If no reply in two days (48 hrs), one auto-hit is allowed. If no reply on the third day (72 hrs), auto-win/eliminate or depending on the match.

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- Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 8:09 am -

Current Date: Mon Jul 11th, 2011 11:36 PM
PostPosted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 8:39 am


((Sorry, I've been busy... If this match is now an autowin, then disregard this post.))

The shoulder catches Dibiase in the gut, forcing him backwards until his back smashes against the turnbuckle.

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