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 Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:47 pm
Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 6:24 pm
The lights dim down with a blue light and blue smoke fills the ramp and ring. At 8 seconds,when the rest of the instruments come in while there is an explosin on the ramp.Up from the explosin comes Reaper.He lands on the ground kneeling with his fist into the ground.He looks at the crowd and starts walking to the ring.He stands on the side of the apron holding on to the top rope.He pulls back on the rope and does a front flip into the ring.As soon as he lands the turnbuckles explode with fire rom the top.He runs back and forth from rope to rope.He does a 360 degree turn pointing towards the crowd.He turn towards the ramp and waits for his partner and opponents.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 6:25 pm
"We have a report on a black 1979 Firebird Formula
Please be advised, the assailants
Are Deathproof" Fireworks exploded as the music took off, Ryan Conrad stepping out first, making a slow, steady and deliberate path to the ring. The son of Walter Conrad, local legend in the town of Manchester New Hampshire, was no one to be trifled with; every inch of him radiated intimidating dominance from his well cut, refined, and sculpted muscles, to his curt and businesslike air. He had no time to stop and greet fans, no time to issue high fives or handshakes; nothing existed besides him and the ring. Thankfully, his younger brother Charlie had exhuberance for the both of them. He ran down one side, hands raised for high fives, ran back up the other side, lapping his brother as he greeted and shouted excitedly with fans. He was not as tall, and not as toned as his brother, but what he lacked in brute strength he made up for in energy and passion. He came up behind his brother, who had stopped to stare at the ring, and grasped his shoulders, shaking him a little. Charlie backed up as Ryan crouched, then came running down and leaped off his brothers back, diving between the middle and top ropes to somersault into the middle of the ring. Ryan leapt up and in one jump landed on the ring, shaking it. He stepped over the top rope into the ring, removing his sunglasses as Charlie bounced from rope to rope, climbing from turnbuckle to turnbuckle and showing love to the crowd; opposites in every sense of the word. He eventually calmed down and stood, fidgety, with his still brother, staring down the ramp and waiting for their other opponent while Ryan stared determinedly at the one adversary currently in the ring.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 6:32 pm
Opening piano bit of Breaking Benjamin's Breakdown plays, Cyrus makes his way to the stage, as piano ends he raises his hands in the "rock on" sign, Breakdown!, pyros go off from the ceiling. Let the fun and games begin, She is spayed and broken in, Skin is cold and white, Such a lovely lonely night, He makes his way down the ramp. Heaven is on the way, You could feel the hate, But I guess you never will, I'm on a roll again, And I want an end, Cause I feel you creeping in. Jumps onto the ring apron and climbs through the ropes. What I found in this town, I'm heading for a breakdown, What's that sound you're so loud, I'm heading for a breakdown. Cyrus gets on the turnbuckle and shows off the "rock on" sign. He gets down, walks to his corner and awaits the start of the match.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 6:34 pm
Charlie nods knowingly and hops over the top rope, leaving Ryan in the ring to stare at both of the members of the opposing team. He looked from Cyrus, to Reaper, and then back to Cyrus with a smirk, then back to Reaper with a chuckle and a crack of his knuckles. He removed his jacket, tossing it to Charlie who craned to catch it, and stepped back to rest almost unconcernedly against the ropes.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 6:38 pm
Reaper looked over to Cyrus with an expression that asked if he wanted to go in first.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 7:26 pm
Cyrus smirked at Reaper and nodded. He then turned to Ryan, still smirking, and cracked his neck.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 7:29 pm
He smirked, standing as if he was ready to square off with Cyrus, then raised his hand. Charlie, standing atop the turnbuckle, unnoticed as Ryan's cockiness and presence distracted the opponents, tagged himself in as he lept. He would sail over his brothers head and plant both feet on Cyrus's chest, which would make for a very unexpected dropkick.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 7:42 pm
Cyrus as so focused on Ryan, that he didn't see Charlie on the top rope and was knocked down by his dropkick.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 7:43 pm
Ryan had slowly climbed to the top rope, leaving Charlie to roll quickly back to the corner and make the second quick tag. Ryan would enter with a high jump and powerful dropkick across the chest and neck of the fallen Cyrus.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 7:59 pm
Cyrus saw Charlie go back to his corner and tag in his brother. He narrowly escaped the diving foot stomp from Ryan by rolling away. Cyrus would then try to tag in Reaper.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 8:03 pm
Run would get back up and, as Cyrus attempted to exit, he would chuckle and sit back against the ropes, obviously not taking either opponent seriously. Charlie, on the other hand, eagerly went over plans in his head; staying sharp and ready to hop in at a moments notice.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 9:45 pm
Reaper reached out his hand and connected the tag. He climbed over the ropes and stood next to it. with one hand on the ropes he slowly walks down the side trying to pay attention to both brothers. wondering what they are going to do next.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 6:01 am
Ryan chuckled as reaper stepped into the ring and stepped forward, stopping in the middle of the ring. He drew an imaginary line with his foot, stepped back a pace, and then raised his hand, beckoning him to cross the line.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 1:34 pm
Reaper walked forward looking back and forth between the brothers. He placed one foot over the line
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