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 Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:00 am
Opening contest
normal match
good luck
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 2:24 pm
a unfamiliar themeas the lights dimmed and spotlights flashed and moved around, one spotlight focusing on Tim Edgren, rising up from a platform. He raised his hands in the air, giving the victory sign as sparks flew up near him. The lights undimmed as he ran down and slid into the ring, jumping up into a turnbuckle and giving the victory signs again, a serious look on his face as he grabbed a mic. the music stopped. "...as you all know..." he waited for the crowd to stop cheering. "....as you all know...I did not come into Showdown the asylum champion.... I had the upper hand....I was...so close....people booed me...and people cheered me..and people cheered when I lost...I feel I gave a great match.. I suffered my first loss and apparently that's a big one because now I've been forgotten by the brass because now there's a new number one contender! I'm changing up my game, as you have noticed to show the brass I'm serious about this career." he paused as the crowd chanted 'one more match' "wait a moment people, don;t go reading y mind and chanting before I say it." he smiled. "I'm going to win this match, and show the brass I am deserving of another match, and I think the champ can agree I'm more than worthy of facing him in the squared circle again. I will not be forgotten, and I won't...be...ignored..." he dropped the mic as the crowd cheered.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 8:51 am
After the mic fell the crowd got a moment to cheer before the light's went down, a single spot light shown on the stage as a man stood with his back to the crowd, a small cheer began to build as the music rolled and he pointed up to the titantron.
Time, is running out on my way.
I belong to the past, I'm getting closer to heaven.
It's hard my spirit is willing, but my flesh is weak.
We are living in a brave new world...
As the words moved across the screen, the music dulled for a moment and bright IWA symbol appeared on the screen before Mike turned yelling. "This is our time!" As he yelled it her pointed at the IWA shirt he was wearing, the crowd began to cheer as he made his way down the ramp pointing at the few IWA signs and slapping hands.
"No light through the cracks , no freedom!
Walking alone with my soul, banging my head against the walls of reason.
My Kingdom...
Fight on, fight on to survive!
Mike leaped up onto the apron as his pyro shot off up on the ramp and he shook the rope then slipped into the ring, and climbed the turnbuckle making his symbol over his head and yelling getting the crowd fired up.
Time!
Wasted Time!
In this darkness night, make your choice.
Mike jumped down and looked at Tim picking up the mic he dropped and dusting it off, the music cut and he grinned. "That's all well and good Tim, you had a great match, but see I'm not here to prove i deserve a title shot, I'm here representing my brand." He pointed at his shirt and the crowd cheered. "See this is IWA's premier at the paperview's, and I can think of no place better. So you fight for your little piece of gold, while i continue to show IWA is the place to be." Mike tossed the mic out of the ring and then took off the shirt tossing it to a lady in the front row then he turned and smirked at Tim.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 2:24 pm
Tim cracked his neck and beckoned to Mike. He understood the IWA needing people with brand pride since it was the brand's first pay per view, but getting the 'little gold' around your waist was the biggest achievement in the business.
he got to his corner, waiting for the bell.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 2:47 pm
When the bell rang Mike took off out of the gate, moving quickly towards Tim he went for a headlock.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 6:25 pm
Tim got caught in the headlock. after some struggling tim moved into positio9n to slam mike down with a russian leg sweep to break out.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 8:09 pm
Mike felt his back hit the mat as his legs where swept out from under him, he held the back of his head.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 9:55 pm
tim moved fast to try and lock masterson's arm in a key lock, hoping for a fast submission.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 7:08 am
Mike struggled frantically, as Tim was hooking in the Key Lock, Mike got his foot to the bottom rope.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 4:09 pm
he should have thought better than to get a win this fast Tim thought as he released at the 3 count.
Tim got up and ran to the ropes, going for his signature running swanton.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 4:56 pm
Mike quickly Rolled out of the way of the swanton, and got to his feet.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 5:35 pm
tim shouted in pain as he clutched his back, he hit the mat hard.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 5:59 pm
Mike decided it was his turn he walked to Tim's side and kicked him a few times then went for a jumping elbow drop.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 6:39 pm
tim winced as he took the kicks. when he saw mike falling towards him he quickly rolled out of the way.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 6:44 pm
Mike landed hard on his elbow and grabbed it in Pain.
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