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 Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 12:42 pm
"The Soaring Dragon" Drako Damone vs "The Nuclear God" Nuke Fusion
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:26 am
The lights dimmed around the arena, as a green spotlight hit the stage, signalling the beginning of the match. A dirty riff took to the PA system as 'Self vs Self' by Pendulum boomed out in to the arena; the crowd stood to their feet, a jeer-fest of it's own already beginning.
If I struggle a lifetime
What would my body be?
An empty shell
Upon what a demon fed!
Could be a heavy burden
To stay true to your words
Speak up
I wanna silence everything!
The announcer stood in the center of the ring, looking out at the crowd, who were more interested with the stage.
"This match is for one-fall! Introducing first from London, England .. Weighing in tonight at two-hundred and twenty-five pounds .. He is the 'Nuclear God' .. NUUUKE FUUUSION!"
A heavy chorus of jeers followed the introduction of his name, as Nuke rose up from beneath the stage, the spotlight shining down upon him and illuminating the green tribal markings upon his body.
As he walked forward on to the ramp, he stopped and shouted out in to the air, shooting his arms out to the sides. A single firework shot off behind him, followed by a barrage of them; exploding as they hit the top of the arena, a rain of emerald sparks fell back to earth behind him.
If I got no plan
Doesn't mean that I get what I want for free
If I got no meaning
Would you force me to a place where I make sense?
'Cause nothing lasts forever!
Running towards the ring, Nuke slid in under the bottom rope, getting to his feet and walking over to a turnbuckle. Climbing to the second rope and shooting his arms out to the side, he shouted out again at the crowd, as a heavy chorus of jeers followed him. A small minority of 'heel loving' fans cheered him on, but for the most part were drowned out by both the music and just how loud the hatred was being spewed towards the ring.
Jumping down in to the ring, Nuke let the ref check him for weapons, as he turned towards the stage and awaited his newly-found nemesis.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 11:57 am
the titantron shows Drako standing backstage with an interviewer.
"Drako, you're about to go head to head with the Nuclear God, Nuke Fusion. For weeks now, you've been after the former champion. What are your thoughts heading into this match tonight."
Drako looks at the interviewer as if he's an idiot. "You want to know my thoughts about getting in the ring with a man I've beaten twice in the past? Let me put it in perspective for you. I'm going to kick his teeth down his throat, again. If you need to know why, you've clearly not been paying attention. Nuke Fusion has run his mouth for far too long and as promised, at every turn i've made him shut it. Last night, I chose not to screw him out the title like some would. It wasn't needed anyway. He didn't get it back.That's his cross to bear, and he can blame that on himself. Tonight, however, isn't about titles. It isn't about wins and losses. It's about making him understand that dragons aren't beings for event the gods to cross." Drako looks into the camera. "Nuke, tonight, finally, a score will be settled. I'm going for three wins over a god who is failing to live up to his own reputation. Tonight is about shutting you up, and taking from you what you prize. That isn't a title, fortunately for you. No, what I want from you is your health, your pride, and your godhood. The Nuclear God had best start looking at retirement homes as the twilight of the gods is upon you."
Fall Back starts playing int he arena as the lights dim down and red and blue lights flash briefly. Drako walks off camera and comes through the curtain as the crowd cheers.
"Making his way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 170 pounds, the Soaring Dragon, Drako!"
Drako makes his way down the ramp, his eyes locked on his opponent for the evening. Reaching the ringside area, he hopped onto the apron and stood, raising his arms. Fire springs up from the turnbuckle and the lights come back up as he steps into the ring through the ropes. The music dies out as he looks over at Nuke and waits for the bell
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:49 am
Nuke walked straight up to Drako, looking down at the smaller man. A smirk on his face, the ref pulled the two apart, pushing Nuke back in to a corner and signalling for Drako to do the same.
When they were separated, he called for the bell.
Cracking his neck side to side and raising his arms to the side in complete defiance at any sudden early strike that Drako might have decided to implement, Nuke then walked to the center of the ring, calling the Damone forward.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:11 pm
Drako has a strange smirk on his face as he meets Nuke in the center of the ring. He could talk some trash now, but why bother? The smile should piss Nuke off more effectively. it's meant to remind Nuke of the last time the two stood across from each other
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:34 pm
Shaking his head, Nuke immediately came forward and attempted to slap the smirk right off from the face of Drako, with a quick backhand!
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:36 pm
Just the reaction Drako had wanted. well, close enough. Drako ducks under nuke's slap, then attempts to catch him with a quick left right jab combination to the jaw, then follow with a hard back chop across the chest
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:39 pm
The combination proves effective, as Nuke's haste doesn't pay off, and he is caught with the jabs. The back chop resounds around the arena, and the crowd react with a loud 'Wooo!' cheer, as a bright red mark starts to show upon the toned chest of The Nuclear God.
His reaction was to step backwards, and so Nuke leaned against a turnbuckle, his arm across his chest where he had been struck.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:41 pm
Drako likes a winning combination, but he especially likes the end of the last one, so he attempts to repeat with another chop across the chest
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:43 pm
Wait, if the crowd reacts like that then I should expect-
WOOOOO!
The crowd cheer loudly again, as the deity is caught with a second chop. Shouting in pain from the sheer breath-taking sting across his chest, Nuke slowly walks forward, clutching his chest to stop yet another chop.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:44 pm
Drako follows, looking to hit an ax handle across Nuke's back which he'd so generously left open to him
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:48 pm
Another swift attack came in from the lighter man, as the Ax Handle was struck across Nuke's back. Arching his spine from the pain, the only reaction that he could think of at the time was to spin around and attempt to slap Drako across the jaw!
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:49 pm
that was unexpected, as the slap connects and Drako actually stumbles back several steps, hand going to his jaw out of reflex
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:50 pm
Being the bigger man in the fight, for once, Nuke decided to use some of that over-powering strength to good use. He rushed forward, attempting to ground Drako with a swift clothesline.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:51 pm
and the always smaller man in the match hits the mat courtesy of the clothesline, as he'd still been stunned from the slap
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