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The Number Three

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PostPosted: Thu Jul 28, 2011 12:41 am


During a moment of quiet between matches the crowd began chanting for the next match. The lights flickered and a hush washed over the masses. The sound of a bow being pulled across a violin, warming up the strings for the music of a symphony. The violins are joined by a sudden rush of choir vocals and almost immediately everything goes black the sound fades for a few seconds only to be replaced by the riff of an electric guitar.

The riff is from "Symphony of Destruction" -Megadeath. As the beat begins lights in the house strobe along to each note, blue fog begins to rise up from the ring, spilling over the edges of the mat.

"You take a mortal man,"

The fog grows thicker as the hushed crowd begins looking around for who ever is using this new song, not one of the normal line ups.

"And put him in control."

The strobe lights continue on as the fog has filled the entire ring.

"Watch him become a god,"

The lights strobe one last time before the word god, then when the lights return on standing amidst the fog is a blackened figure, only a small glowing red point on his face is distinguishable in the fog. The lights return, dimly, with a blue glow.

"Watch peoples heads a'roll... a'roll... a'roooooll,"

The figure just stands there for a moment until the chorus begins. He lifts something to his mouth, a bottle full of an indistinguishable liquid. The crowd already begging to cheer from the sudden mysterious appearance in the strobbing. The figure looks up and spits flames up into the air above him. The crowd loses it cheering, and singing to the memorable song. The lights brighten up revealing a man with black skin, red eyes, and yes small horns on either side of his bald face.

He looks around and flicks a cigar, the source of the glowing red spot, down to the floor. In his hand is a bottle of vodka, he takes another swig and corks it tossing the bottle into the outstretched arms of a fan in the crowd. His clothes are black, lose pants and a shirt with a large white "3" on the back. He flashes a grin that the cameras zoom in on, and gives the crowd a wink. Reaching down he grasps a piece of fabric that no one had seemed to notice until then. Throwing it up it surrounds him like a black satin shower curtain.

The fabric floats back down to the ring empty of the man just inside. At this point the crowd who had been cheering somehow managed to get even louder. A flash of light and smoke and the same man emerged from the blast. He lifted twd o more curtains and as they fell two beautiful with painted red skin and devil horns danced to his side. They lifted the curtains they just emerged from and covered the man, when they fell he was gone again. The girls danced their way down to the ring, adding whoops and cat calls from men as they passed. In the ring they lifted the black curtain up again and when it fell the man was standing there, flashing his grin. Only now he had a mic in his hand.

"Welcome tooooo Lucky Numbers, [Insert City Name Here]!!! Now you all may be wondering, who the hell is this new guy, just showing up out of no where amazing us with his devilish charm? I... am... The Number Three!"

He shouted the last three words in a deep booming voice and the crowd quieted slightly, many perplexed at his odd name. This didn't phase him, he was used to mixed and confused audiences during his shows.

"Im just a humble little Imp here to entertain you amazing people! Now who wants to see a truly amazing trick?"

The crowd erupted into screams again, any mass of people love to see a bit of magic. Three grins and steps out of the ring still talking as he walks up the ramp. Two men lead an elephant through the entrance onto the top of the ramp.

"Now y'all have seen me make myself disappear and reappear, but that's child's play. Any one can do that, if they are amazing that is. But I'd like y'all to meet Torra, this girl is a close friend of mine. I've known her since she was this small. In all that time I have managed to teach her a trick that will blow you away!"

The girls behind him rush forward and start to gather the black cloth left on the stage, stretching it around the feet of the elephant.

"You see, with my help Torra can turn herself into a horse!"

He drops the mic and grabs the handles of the rods inside the top of the cloth. He waves is back and fourth until the cloth completely hides the elephant from view. With a snap of his wrist the cloth falls down, but instead of a horse, Cyrus Darke is crouched on the ground. Three looks to the crowd with a perplexed look and shakes his head. He picks up the mic and points to the wrestler.

"I'm sorry everyone," its almost hard to hear him over the cheers, "sometimes Torra makes a mistake. It seems instead of turning into a horse, she turned into an a**!"

The audience booms with applause, cheers, and laughter. It would seem that Three brings the full package, charm, talent, and a marvelous sense of humor.

At the feet of Cyrus Darke lays a mic, ready for use.






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PostPosted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:25 am


Cyrus Darke is crouched down on the stage. He grabs the mic and stands up.

"Very funny, newbie. However, I am not the a** here. You are. Now, I bet your wondering why I'm out here. I'm out here to expose the shams that you're perpetrating."

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PostPosted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:54 am


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[{Three looked back to Cyrus and laughed into the mic.

"Shams you say? There are no shams here bub! The wrestling world has a new star now, and you and the rest of the wrestling universe is just going to have to make room for me. I am The Number Three, Im a better wrestler than anyone in the EGW, Im better looking than anyone in the EGW, and on top of it all; I'm Magic!!"

As Three spoke his two assistants began to surround Cyrus on either side of him. They didn't advance on him, but their presence was known. Three himself looked back to Cyrus with knowing smirk.}]






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PostPosted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 1:05 pm


Cyrus chuckled at the comments made by Three.

"Okay, I've got a few problems with what you just said. One, you are not a better wrestler than me. I have taken out the best that this company has to offer, while you haven't. Two, you are not better looking than me. Tattoos are not attractive. Especially when the cover your entire body. And three, there's no such thing as magic. What you claim to be doing is nothing more than cheap parlor tricks. For example, let's see what happened to that elephant that disappeared."

Cyrus walked backstage for a few moments and came back out with a remote. He pressed a button on the remote and a giant trap door opened in the stage.

Cyrus motioned for the cameraman to get closer to the hole.

"See that! Take a good look at the "magic elephant" belonged to Number Three."

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PostPosted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 2:39 pm


[{It wasn't until the crowd started laughing as Cyrus pointed into the trapdoor area. Inside it was an elephant alright, however this was not the same. The floor rose up bringing with it a small, young elephant. The laughter began to increase and three held up a hand.

"Your right, I haven't beaten you; but we can change that anytime. Ill take on anyone any time and Ill beat them when I do. As for the tattoo's, they mean nothing, these women cheer for me, they love me."

He walked over to the crowd, a few attractive women sat cheering against the barrier. They had boyfriends sitting with them who until this moment were cheering as well. Three reached out to hug one of the girls, the other he gave a kiss.

"But if you think tattoo's are so bad then what of the ink on your stomach and arms. I'll tell you what, just to prove my talents; I'll make them disappear along with the rest of you!"}]






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PostPosted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 5:51 pm


"How are you going to do that?"

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 3:09 am


[{Three grinned and held the mic up,

"It's simple really, I'll beat you with a kick right to your head. It'll be a black-out for you! Oh.. wait, did you mean make you disappear?"

As he spoke Three approached Cyrus, he stopped just short of the man, a black curtain sitting at his feet. He dropped the mic as soon as he spoke the last words, and quickly ducked down to grab the cloth. He stood up quickly and waved it so that the fabric blocked him from view; his assistants did the same. The cloth rose up and then fell again; Cyrus was gone. The audience exploded with cheers and Three waved to them. He picked up the mic and spoke,

"It goes something like that."

The titantron flickered to life and showed several startled wrestlers in a locker room. They all pointed to a man laying in a bin of used towels. Cyrus sat up rubbing his forehead, he had a confused look on his face. Three spoke into the mic.

"You see Cyrus, I am more real than you think! Where are your tattoos?"

The man looked down at his stomach, and arms and rubbed his hands over the patches of skin that once had tattoos. He panicked and fell out of the bin running away.}]






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