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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 11:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 7:00 am
On the way Trying to get where I'd like to stay I'm always feeling steered away Someone trying to tell me what to say and do I don't want it I gotta go find my own way I gotta go make my own mistakes Sorry man for feeling feeling the way I do
Just as the chorus kicked in, one Wilson Oliver White emerged from behind the curtain, in his white and green garb. He outstretched his arms to his side as he spun; once his eyes met with the ring, he dropped his left arm and lifted his right arm to the heavens.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, from Round Rock, Texas, weighting in at 281 lbs., "Super Nerdy" Willy White!" the ring announcer bellowed into the audience. Willy's name having been announced, he entered the ring, as he managed to get to just outside the squared circle, on the apron. He once again shot his arm to the heavens, as he surveyed the crowd. He turned to the entry way, his hands to his hips as he readied for the match to begin. He was a bit nervous because of the stipulation surrounding the match, not to mention being in his debut match, but he was confident in his ability to pull out a victory.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 11:52 am
Rise, Rebel, Resist by Otep begins to play on the sound system, after all the static ends and the vocals begin, Rebz slowly emerges from behind the curtain. Bandanna over her face as usual, head down, and begins to walk down the aisle. I'm disconnected I'm uninspired I'm burning in water I'm drowning in fire I'm trapped inside my mind Beneath these piles of stinking life You use this abuse to keep me conquered You're so absurdly common Vacant faces Brainless strangers Sputtering, stuttering insect language I'm the creature you created Everyday I grow jaded Calloused and exasperated
If I'll never be loved Then I'll be hated
I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels... "The following contest is an extreme rules match scheduled for one fall, making her way to the ring. From Austin, Texas... REBZ!" The announcer said, as she made her way down the aisle towards the ring. Last week on TWE: Extreme Redemption, Rebz had some tough words to say, whether they got noticed or not is up to the guys in suits, not to mention the fact that her opponent no-showed so her match was probably looked over and her words not heard. No need to repeat last week. She reached the ring apron, and entered under the bottom rope. Do we sit still Under attack Or do we start pushing back?
Never back up Never back down And Fight!
Rise, Rebel, Resist Rise, rebel, make a fist, resist! Rise, rebel, resist Rise, rebel, make a fist, resist! Rebz walked to the nearest turnbuckle, and climbed to the second rope, looking out into the crowd, before hopping down to the mat, and looked in to the eyes of Willy White... Not sure of this guy, but Rebz will give him the fight of his debut... Doesn't mean she's going to give him an easy win, or win at all. The ref rang the bell to signal the match has begun. Rebz waited in her corner, and observe her opponents first actions.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 7:58 pm
Willy noticed the cold, callous demeanor of Rebz as she walked into the ring. As for the fact Rebz was a woman... that didn't really bother him too much. He had watched plenty of Sara Del Rey matches to know that women could wrestle just as hard as any man could. It was the intensity she conveyed, however that made the nerves in his body run wild. He was almost startled by the bell as it sounded, but he attempted to play it off by proceeding to the center of the ring and out stretch his hand to his fellow Austin-Metropolitan-Area-ite in a well mannered handshake.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 4:06 pm
Rebz sees her opponent trying to get into the good graces or show that he respects this woman... However, does she respect him, just because he is extending his hand? HELL NO! If he can give her a good fight, he might earn her respect, but she will never show it.
So with his hand still extended, Rebz looked at him in the eyes, not even nodding yes, or no. Just stared at him, trying to convince him that she was not going to accept it, and ready to begin the match.
((BTW, I'm going to the festival in Dallas, which means I will be out of town and won't be back until Sunday. I'll try post from my phone if possible but I can't make any promises.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 7:43 pm
The glare said enough to Willy. He raised his hands up and gave a face of understanding. The two were going to war for a shot at the championship, after all. However, Willy wasn't going to take not shaking hands lightly, so he retorted as any man would: by running toward his adversary to deliver a Jushin "Thunder" Liger style rolling kick.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 7:11 pm
As Rebz stood in her corner, she kept her eyes on Willy, and he suddenly rushes towards her corner! Out of instinct, she dashed to the side, leaving him to crash into the turnbuckle! Noticing he was turned upside down, she attempted to stomp him in the stomach while he was downed!
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 7:47 pm
In his predicament, upside down in the corner, Willy didn't have much room to counter the stomp. He'd made a mistake by not using the maneuver in the right situation, and he was paying for it. Willy could only swipe his air bound leg at Rebz to get her to back off, so he could get to a vertical base.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 6:50 pm
His falling leg nailed Rebz in her hip/stomach area, causing her to fall back a bit, but it just simply wasn't enough to keep her away too long. Yes, this gave Willy time to get to his feet, but not enough time to follow up on his attack, as soon as Rebz saw him to his feet, she attempted to charge in and land a forearm to his head!
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 7:53 pm
As Willy was only just able to get back to his feet, and was far from the most mobile guy due to his weight, the shot to the coconut landed. He was dazed in the corner from the shot, but far from out of the fight.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 11:12 pm
With Willy in the corner, Rebz would place each hand on the middle rope, and attempt to ram her shoulder into his ribs several times!
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 9:38 am
The shoulder drives hit Willy in his padded gut, but none the less he let out a rush of air with each strike. It can't keep going like this, though. After one shoulder drive, Willy would attempt to trap Rebz's head in position for a DDT. If he caught the head, he'd attempt the move after moving a step to the left, his body parallel with the ropes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 12:02 pm
After a few shoulder blocks to his gut, he catches her head with his arm! Rebz still had her hands on the ropes, but Willy was still able to loosen her grip when he yanked her, and planted her face into the mat with a DDT!
Rebz rolled over onto her back, covering her face with both hands, and was halfway into a sit-up position...
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 6:37 pm
After hitting the DDT, Willy, took a bit of a breather to regain his breath. He eventually sat up, in fact he was sitting at about the same time as his opponent. She was just out of arm's length for his to attempt anything, so he rose back to his feet with the help of the ropes, and ran at Rebz to go for a knee smash to the side of her head.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 7:41 pm
As Rebz sat up completely, she was knocked back down with Willy's hard knee to her skull! She thinks to herself, "This kid has got strength." As she lay under the bottom rope, holding her head in pain. Did she underestimate this kid, or is she simply testing him? What is Willy planning to do next while Rebz is downed for now?
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