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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 1:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 10:37 am
[{The music starts, Blow me Away- "Breaking Benjamin" begins playing over the PA system. The titantron glows with static and then begins a countdown. They fall in line One at a time Ready to play (I can't see them anyway)The counter flickers through, " 8, 7, 6..." No time to lose We've got to move Steady your helm (I am losing sight again)A blue fog rises up from the stage, spilling down the ramp, some even seems to be pouring down into the ring. The counter ticks by, " 5, 4, 3." When it hits the the picture blurs as if the projector burned the film away leaving only a blank screen. Fire your guns, It's time to run, Blow me away. (I will stay unless I may) After the fall, We'll shake it off, Show me the way.Then the screen floods with Images, A large " 3" standing before a backdrop of flames. Red eyes open on either side and Three himself is grinning at the crowd from the flames. Then Three burst through the wall of blue fog that had settled on the stage. Only the strongest will survive, Lead me to heaven when we die, I am a shadow on the wall, I'll be the one to save us all.The lights flashed as the chorus started, strobes filling the arena. Three ran down the ramp though it appeared he was still. The strobes only showing him for that moment gave him an ethereal appearance as he approached the ring. When he was near to the ring the lights strobbed off once more then returned only to show Three already in the ring. The crowds reaction was staggering, word was beginning to spread about this mysterious new rookie. They cheered and screamed, chants of " 1, 2, Three!" rang from the crowd and signs with just a " 3" or " Three" were being lifted into the air. Three smiled at the reaction, giving the crowd his charming devilish grin. He opened his arms as if to embrace the crowd. The arena was buzzing with anticipation for the match that was about to begin. Three walked over and retrieved a mic from the announcer. He turned and looked to the crowd with the grin. He lifted the mic to his mouth to speak, once the crowd settled down. " Now that... is surprising! Thank you all, I see you have seen my work in other places eh? Well Im back here in the WWFG. I told you all at Falling Summer that I came here for one purpose, and that is to put on a show for you. Because you aren't just the greatest fans in the world, your the fans that make this company. You are the true WWFG! So get the edges of your seats ready because the show is about to begin!" He slid out of the ring to have a word with the announcers while his opponent made his entrance.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 2:10 pm
The lights in the arena dim as the stage lights turn dark blue. The titantron lights up with an urban camo background, the worlds 'JAMIE BADER' are shown in white, with a spray-paint effect. Whispering voices in my head, sounds like they're calling my name. A heavy hand is shaking my bed, I'm waking up and I feel the strain.
I'm feeling pushed again... I'm feeling pushed again...
Why should I go where everyone goes? Why should I do what everyone does? I don't like it when you get too close, I don't wanna be under your thumb.Jamie Bader slowly walked out of the curtain, rubbing his wrists. He growled and walked down the ramp, looking from side to side. He paused to snatch a generic 'You Suck' sign and tear it in thirds, obviously a message to his opponent. He threw the sign on the floor and made his way to the left side of the ring. I'm feeling pushed again... pushed again. I'm feeling pushed again... pushed again.
Why can't you just leave me alone? Solitude is a faithful friend. Turn the lights off - I'm not home, can't you see, I don't need your help?
You're going fast when I wanna go slow, you make me run when I want to walk. You're sending me down a rocky road, I get confused when you start to talk. Jamie hopped up on the apron, holding the middle rope as he stood, holding his arms out in his signature JBL Longhorn taunt. He nodded slightly and ducked under the top rope, entering the ring as he held his arms up and spun around in Kurt Angle fashion. "And the opponent! From Reno, Nevada. Weighing in at one-hundred seventy-three and one-half pounds! Jamie Baaadeeerrr!" The crowd boo'd as Jamie stopped spinning, still holding his arms up. He lowered his arms and backed into his respective corner, waiting for the bell to ring.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 3:36 pm
[{Three was amused with his opponent, especially when he tore the sign into thirds. He let the man throw his taunt out there for everyone. When he finished Three slid into the ring and stood in his corner waiting for the bell to ring.
Ding Ding Ding
Once the bell rang Three charged into the ring towards Jamie. When he got in front of his opponent he would throw the first punch, a simple hook aimed at Jamie's face.}]This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 4:14 pm
Jamie saw his opponent, three, rush at him at the start of the match. Thinking quickly, he dove out of the ring between the top and middle ropes. He ran his hands through his hair and backed away as the crowd boo'd.
"Back him up ref!" He shouted.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 4:22 pm
[{Three couldn't believe it, this early in the match and his opponent was already ducking out. Three leaned over the ropes grabbing at Jamie for a moment.
"What'r yah doi..."
He was cut short by the ref grabbing him and pulling him back ordering Three back into his corner.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 4:36 pm
Jamie smirked as the ref pulled his opponent away. He slid in the ring and quickly stood. He ran forward and threw a jumping fist over the ref's shoulder, hoping to get a cheap shot it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 5:04 pm
[{The punch hit Three in the face and surprised the ref who ducked out of the way. The strike didn't stagger Three so as soon as the ref ducked away he retaliated with another quick punch aimed for Jamie's face.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 5:08 pm
Jamie took the punch and rolled with it, hoping to retaliate with a knife edge chop.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 6:08 pm
[{The chop hit Three in the chest and it stung like hell. He took a step back but was quick to step right back into the fray with another quick hook aimed for Jamie's jaw.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 6:16 pm
Jamie took the hook again, causing him to stagger. He caught himself and went for a spinning back kick to Three's gut.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 6:20 pm
[{The kick to his gut made Three stagger back a couple steps. He held his gut and laughed standing back up charging right back in with an elbow aimed at Jamie's sternum.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 6:35 pm
Jamie smiled when his kick connected. He was going to follow it up but he was cut short by an elbow being driven into the center of his chest. He fell to one knee, crossing his arms over his chest. He went for a forearm shot to the side of Three's head.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 6:54 pm
[{Three squared off to continue his assault on Jamie when the man went down, but he saw Jamie coming up at him with his forearm. Three sidestepped the strike so that when Jamie got all the way up Three was standing at his side. He reached behind Jamie to hold his upper back as he raised a knee aiming to strike it in Jamie's gut.}] This message was brought to you by The Number Three
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 7:08 pm
Jamie missed the forearm, leaving him wide open for the knee strike. He doubled over in pain, holding his stomach as he took a few steps backwards.
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