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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 2:41 am
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 6:16 pm
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IF YOU PUT YOUR DIRTY BLACK HANDS ON ME IMMA PUT YA BACK IN JAIL
Don't Put Your Hands on Me by Charley Jordan blasts throughout the whole arena. Strobe lights flash, the man of the hour, the man with power, he's too sweet to be sour, Brantley Summers comes out after using trickery, bribery, and extortion to be apart of the biggest Pay Per View of the year. He knew this could be the end, and this was going to be one of the few matches that he might actually try to put on a good show. He paused while on the stage for a second and reminisced on his first matches, his matches with Freakshow, being a three time tag champ, winning the IC and Deific Championships. Now he finally was in the main event of Wrestlemania, somewhere he did anything possible to get to. He had a microphone in his hands and the music faded out slightly so that Brantley could announce his entrance.
"COMING TO THE RIIIIING, THIS MAN IS THE EPITOME OF EDUCATION, ELEGANCE, AND EXCELLENCE! HE IS HERE TO KICK OFF THE MAIN EVENT OF WRESTLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEMANIA!!! BRANTLEY SUMMERS!"
With that the music kicked back up and Brantley dropped the microphone. Brantley began to walk down the ramp with a bit of a swag in his step as he lifted up his index finger on both hands and pointed to the sky. A fog machine began to kick up while the lights began to flash more violently. Brantley started to do a light jog to the ring where he would wipe off where he planned on sliding in. Before actually getting in the ring, Brantley thought about his opponents, one of which being Mike Landry. A man, Brantley hated to admit, but was a rival of his. He began to jog around the ring before returning to the point and sliding in. He would hop onto each turnbuckle, do the Discount Double Check, and yell, "It's gonna be mine Landry!" He finally hopped off and stood in the middle waiting.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 6:33 pm
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Stricken by Disturbed hits as a red light falls over the ringside area. The fans begin to cheer as Zarel Damone steps out onto the stage, looking out at the crowd from under his shades.
"Making his way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 328 pounds, Zarel Damone!
Zarel begins to make his way to the ring, walking at a steady pace down the ramp. Upon reaching the ring, he steps up onto the apron, then into the ring over the top rope. He pauses briefly, looking out at the arena. Finally, he turns to the right and walks to the ropes, raising his fists quickly as a white light flashes in with the red and the crowd continues to cheer. He turns, looking at the ref before walking to the opposite side and doing it again. Finally, he stands and the music dies out as he turns to watch brantley while waiting for the champion
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 7:25 am
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Rise Against -- Re: Education Through Labor
The arena went dark and multiple flashing white lights filled the stadium. The lights synced up with the bass line until the pace picked up and all the lights went on, an white and gold pyro display going off on the stage. When it died down, Mike Landry appeared on the stage, sporting his brand new outfit of a gold leather vest with black trim, with matching long gold and black tights.
To the sound of a heartbeat pounding away To the rhythm of the awful rusted machines We toss and turn but don't sleep Each breath we take makes us thieves Like causes without rebels Just talk but promise nothing else
We crawl on our knees for you Under a sky no longer blue We sweat all day long for you But we sow seeds to see us through Because sometimes dreams just don't come true We wait to reap what we are due
"And introducing their opponent...from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 245 lbs, he is the WWF Undisputed Champion, The Innovator, MIKE LANDRY!!"
Landry, a look of confidence written on his face, strode down the ramp and slapped hands with his fans at ringside. He had successfully defended his Championship against Dion Necurat two weeks ago, and Rosario after that. But what granted him even more confidence was the complete lack of effort and flash put into his two opponents' entrances. This was surely the single biggest match of either of their careers, and they were treating it like some midcard televised match, which was exactly what gave Landry the advantage here tonight. Landry knew how important this match was, this title was, and he intends on defending it with every fiber of his being.
Landry stepped up the steel steps without wasting a seconds time, sliding into the ring and immediately jumping up to the top rope to his his signature pose, and raise his title belt high above his head, soaking in the adoration of the audience in attendance. Once he was ready, he jumped back down and handed his belt to the official, ready to start this match off.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 8:52 am
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 11:56 am
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 1:31 pm
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 3:30 pm
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 9:02 am
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 9:52 am
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 7:10 pm
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 9:32 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 1:06 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 4:49 pm
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:14 am
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