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Veldrin the Shadow Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 1:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 2:05 pm
[{The fans in the EGW are cheering, waiting for the nights show to begin. They have come early with the promise of at least one dark match. The smooth guitar riff of Lynyrd Skynyrd sounds over the PA system, and a black figure steps from behind the curtain. The Number Three walks out down the ramp towards the ring. The audience bursts into cheers, they have all seen his match against Rosario in the LWL and they are hungry for more! They are getting a dark match with a new up and comer, one who is showing that he cares more about the fans than his own fame.
Three steps into the ring and waves to the cheering fans, he makes his way over to a turnbuckle and climbs to the second rope. He holds his arms out as if to embrace the fans themselves. He hops down and stands against the far ropes, waiting for his opponent to show himself.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 7:14 am
You were my conscience
So solid now you’re like water
And we started drowning
Not like we’d sink any farther.
But I let my heart go
Its somewhere down at the bottom.
But I’ll get a new one and come back for the hope that you´ve stolen.
"Monster" By Paramore roars through the speakers as the crowd erupts into mixture of cheers and boos for the new comer.
I’ll stop the whole world
I’ll stop the whole world
From turning into a monster and eating us alive
Don't you ever wonder how we survived?
Now that you’re gone
The world is ours.
T.K. walks onto the stage with his eyes looking down at the feet as the announcer begins to do his job. He is wearing baggy green shorts and white tennis shoes.
"Coming down to the ring, from The Great Forest, he weighted in tonight at 200 lbs......T.K. FREY!"
Frey walks down the ramp without looking up at the fans that surrounds him and quickly slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He finally looks up to Three as he begins to stand up.
"Huh," T.K. says as he quickly straps a large golden bracelet around his right wrist that he pulled out of his shorts pocket, "I hope you know that the horns don't make the demon, Three. Specially with non natural ones place in your skull. Does it hurt to get those pulled out?" Frey smiles slightly, "Of course you don't know, you haven't felt that pain....yet."
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 10:56 am
[{Three smirked and shook his head, "Kid you don't know the meaning of the word pain, but that's ok. I am a fantastic teacher. But enough talk, it's time for us to dance."
Three approached the center of the ring, offering an initial lock up to get the match rolling.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 4:16 pm
Frey shook his head slowly as the much larger wrestler comes toward him with his arms up offering him a lock up to start this match out with. T.K. attempts to drive his right knee into the stomach of Three because a lock up with someone almost hundred more pounds than you is suicidal. If the knee connected, T.K. would quickly bounce off the ropes that was behind him. As he comes back toward Three, Frey would go for a dropkick to the Three’s skull!
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 4:34 pm
[{Three was hit in his gut, the blow causing him to buckle over. T.K. bounced off the ropes and came at him with a dropkick that knocked Three off his feet. He hit the mat and rolled a few feet away, now holding onto the side of his head.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 5:12 pm
((You do realize you don't need brackets for your actions? Brackets are only for OCC))
Frey stares at Three bewildered as the big man falls to mat holding his head and rolls away from him. T.K. thinks to himself as he gets to his feet, 'This isn’t as hard as Mr. Newfoundland explained it to me. Maybe too easy…'
He attempts to stomp onto Three’s right ankle couple times in a row. If the stomps connected, Frey would go for same stomps onto Three’s left ankle!
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 11:02 pm
[{The blows to his first ankle hurt enough to anger Three. Before his opponent could stomp on his other ankle Three aimed a quick kick at T.K.'s knee!}]
((They are just part of my tekformat.)) This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 4:32 pm
As T.K. was moving from the right ankle to the other ankle, he was kicked in his left knee by Three’s good leg. The kick caused him to stumble back toward the right ankle of Three. Frey mumbles, “Fine, I will just attack this leg!”
T.K. quickly tries to drive his right foot into Three’s right knee before backing up rubbing his left knee slightly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 2:42 am
[{Three grabbed his knee after T.K. kicked it once more, he stretched it out and grabbed the rope's pulling himself up back to his feet when T.K. backed away.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 2:42 pm
As Three begins to pull himself up to his feet with the help of the ropes, Frey attempts send Three through the ropes and onto the floor around the ring with a running dropkick to his torso. If the dropkick connected, T.K. would quickly get to his feet. He would pull the top rope down and try a slingshot flying forearm toward Three!
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 2:52 pm
[{With an //umph// Three was sent through the ropes down to the floor. He hit the floor on his back and groaned. That really hurt, but he watched as T.K. went to spring himself up and over the ropes aiming to come down on Three, so he did the only thing that sounded good; he rolled out of the way.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 3:03 pm
Yep those are some cardboard soft pads that surround the ring. That’s what T.K. thought as his forearm was driven into the pads as Three rolled away. He almost did a face plant on those mats but, his forearm caught his fall. Frey sits on his knees holding his right forearm muttering some choice words under his breath.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 3:46 pm
[{Three had managed to roll away, but that was not to say he hadn't felt the impact of the drop-kick or the fall. He looked over at T.K. and grinned, but he held his back where he had landed.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 4:00 pm
T.K. barked at Three as he shook his right arm as he begins to stand up, "What are you looking at Horny! I don't know what the bearded lady did for you to smile like that. All I know that those midget women are not suppose to bend that way."
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