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 Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 7:26 pm
Dark Match Main Event
6 Man Battle Royal for #42. You can be eliminated by pin fall, submission, dq, and if you touch the outside of the ring.
GBL vs Brantley Summers vs Dion vs Major Devastation vs Cyrus Darke vs Rosario
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 7:35 pm
IF YOU PUT YOUR DIRTY HANDS ON ME
I'MMA PUT YA BACK IN JAIL
Don't Put Your Dirty Hands On Me by Charley Jordan blasts throughout the whole arena. Brantley walked out with a microphone preparing to announce himself, he was really going to outdo himself with this one. He looked at the referee and smirked before he announced his entrance while looking at his new belt.
"Coming to the ring, the most innovative, winner, not gay buttsex lover, Brantley Summers. As you can see, the following statements were the opposite of my opponent"
With that Brantley stepped off the stage and lazily walked down the ramp. He threw smoke bombs in an attempt to make the crowd excited. That would've worked if everyone didn't hate him. Brantley sent a cue to the special effects man and strobes lights and more bright flashing lights started going of. A man in the front row had a seizure and Brantley laughed at him before rolling in the ring. He then went to a turnbuckle and lifted his gloved arm up in a victorious manner before hopping down and waited for the ring.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 7:51 pm
The lights flickered red and black as Control by Chaos by Heathen started to blast across the speakers. On the Titantron the words "Airplane" Came on as the crowd knew who was coming. A thick chant of boo's came,not as loud as brantley's but still came. Then the lights turned back to thier normal white light fixtures as Rosario came running out. He would of normally done his opened armed taunt and then continued. But he skipped over that as he watched Brantley. He was still mad over how the match ended last week. He should of been the champion but no Brantley got the cheap shot. So instead of doing his normal routine he just kept on walking.
"Coming to the ring from Houston Texas, The Airplane, Rosario!"
Rosario then stopped when he got to the ring. He lifted his arms doing his taunt, while still keeping his eyes on Brantley. He then carefully slid in as he kept an eye on Brantley. He didn't trust brantley at all. But then again he had to remember there was also 4 other wrestlers to come in. He was ready, He knew if he could pull off this win he could be number 42. And if he was number 42 then he would have a great advantage at the Royal Rumble.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 8:05 pm
Breakdown!
Let the fun and games begin
She is spayed and broken in
Skin is cold and white
Such a lovely lonely night
As Breakdown by Breaking Benjamin hit the PA system, the lights dimmed red and Cyrus stepped out onto the stage. He stood on the stage for a few seconds, looking out to the crowd, before raising his hands, with his fingers making the "rock-on" hand sign. As he did that, white pyrotechnics went off on both of his sides. Cyrus then lowered his hands and began to walk down the ramp.
"Making his way to the ring...
From Fresno, Ca...
Weighing in at 265 lbs...
Cyrus Darke!"
Cyrus got to the end of the ramp and jumped onto the apron. He climbed into the ring and walked over to a corner to climb the turnbuckle. When he climbed onto the turnbuckle, Cyrus, once again, threw up the "rock-on hand signs. He climbed down and stared up the rampway, waiting for his other opponents.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 8:06 pm
Brantley sat in a corner waiting on the competition.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 8:58 pm
Lacuna Coil's Trip the Darkness hit the arena as GBL finally made his place on the stage. A battle for such a place in the rumble? GBL tossed his feathered hat to the side and began a run into the ring. Sliding on in, he glanced to the opponents, kind of feeling like a caged rat with lions. There was no escape now, after all.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:17 am
The lights in the arena went dark until the USMC Eagle, Globe and Anchor emblem appeared on the blackened titantron screen before the background appeared to burn away, leaving a field of scarlet red in its place with the words Major Devastation above and below the ensignia in gold, military-style block lettering while Warrior by Disturbed began blasting over the PA system. Once the scarlet background on the screen was revealed, the arena lighting was replaced by mood lighting in a matching shade of red, alternating with gold to the beat of the music. The Marine emerged from the tunnel with the Intercontinental Championship strapped around his waist as the lyrics to the song began, stopping in the middle of the stage to salute the crowd as fountains of red, white and blue sparks began spraying around him before he started down the ramp, zig-zagging from side to side in order to high-five some of the fans. I am now an instrument of violence
I am a vessel of invincibility
I cannot leave this undecided
Stepping down to battle another day
Remember me for all time
This determination is a vital part of me
Surrender now or be counted
With the endless masses that I will defeat
Come on bring it...don't sing it...better believe it
Broken down 'til your hope has died
Beat down 'til victory is mine
Stand up and show me some pride
And now are you ready?"Now making his way to the ring, weighing in at 270 lbs., from San Antonio, Texas...he is the Intercontinental champion, Major Devastation!"I'm one with the warrior inside
My dominance can't be denied
Your entire world will turn
Into a battlefield tonight
As I look upon you
Through the warrior's eyes
Now I can see the fear
That will ensure my victory this timeAs he reached the bottom of the ramp, Major charged the last few feet to the ring and slid under the bottom rope, unfastening the belt as he stood back up. Devastation would then begin climbing the turnbuckles and playing to the crowd, holding the title high above his head in a Rock-like manner, while he awaited the entrance of the final competitor in the battle royale.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 6:06 am
The opening drumming to " Battle Metal" can be heard throughout the auditorium as the lights begin to dim. On the screen, a parchment paper appears, and a feathered pen writing out the words "HARDCORE" and "PALADIN" in elegant manuscript. The writing appears to be in blood. The drumming grows in volume as smoke fills the entryway, obscuring the audience from seeing Dion make his way to the stage. As the smoke peters away, he walks fully onto the stage to loud applause and cheers from the audience. "BATTLE METAL!" At these words, Dion raises his gloved fist as red fireworks light up the stage. The masked man proceeded to walk down the entry ramp. "Making his way to the ring, from Minneapolis, Minnesota. Weighing in at 270 lbs. He is The Hardcore Paladin, DIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOON NEEEEEEEEEEECURAT!!!" He took some time to shake hands with fans in the audience, then ran to the ring, sliding beneath the bottom rope. He removed his cap and took a deep bow, as if he were a medieval nobleman. During the chorus, he would walk to each corner of the ring, and at the crack of thunder, he would raise his fist, causing a shower of fireworks to erupt from the corner. He handed his cap to the referee and awaited his opponent.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 2:15 pm
Rosario looked around the ring as everyone was present for the match. He looked over everyone, He wasn't going to lie, it was going to be a challenge and hopefully a good match. Then the bell rung as he looked around. He would then go to the person closest to him, which was Dion Neucrat. He would try to give him a good kick to his gut.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 2:41 pm
Once the bell sounded, and his championship belt was safely in the hands of the ringside attendant, Major Devastation would look to start imposing his will on the match early as he tried to bring Cyrus down to the mat with a double leg takedown. If he was successful, the reigning Intercontinental champion would attempt to follow up with a quick stomp to the side of his opponent's knee.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 4:25 pm
Brantley saw Rosario as open target when he tried to kick Dion in the gut. He knew Rosario was a b***h and he could beat him easily, especially after last week, so he'd attempt to chop block Rosario while one leg was kicking.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 4:29 pm
Rosario was mid way in a kick when he felt a hand hit him in the chest, this sent him off balance a little as he stumbled backwards and fell on his a**.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 7:59 pm
Seeing the others go for one another, GBL decided to take a step back and lean himself against a turnbuckle. No need to waste any energy just yet.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:01 pm
Brantley shook his head at how pathetic Rosario was. He was such a loser. Brantley would crawl over to a corner and stick himself in said corner making sure to get stuck in sticky situations.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:34 pm
Rosario would also try to get to his feet quickly, and back up into one of the avilable corners. He knew that if he played the defensive he could probably last longer, and he was determined to try this .
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