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 Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 10:55 pm
Salem Croft and Claire Hawkins vs. Andrew Kelly and. Jack Jones
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 11:37 am
God love all the people that have warned you
God love all your sentimental virtue
Eight balls with the takers that'll make you
Lay cards with the lovers that'll hate you
Cause you don't have to make a sound
They got what you need
Andrew is brought up on a lift, spreading his arms out in a cocky pose as sparklers go off to his sides.
Making his way to the ring. From Stephen's Point, Wisconsin. Andrew Kelly
He swaggers down the ramp as he at the in the boos from the crowd as if it were cheers.
Oh my!
Feels just like I don't try
Looks so good i might die
All i know is everybody loves me
Get down,
Swaying to my own sound
Flashes in my face now
All i know is everybody loves me
Everybody loves me
Andrew slides into the ring and climbs his turnbuckle, taking off his jacket and dropping it off the side, taking his cocky pose once more.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 4:14 pm
((Here, just waiting for Jones to show......if he ever does. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2012 6:43 pm
A wicked, evil laugh is heard as red smoke fills the arena. The lights dim, and the crowd goes dead silent. The laugh gets louder, before stopping leaving the echos of the laugh heard throughout the arena, and Numb by Linkin Park begins to play.
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me, and be less like you
The red smoke begins to fade as white pyro shoots from the stage going out towards the ring. Jack Jones walks out with his signature grin on his face. He looks first to his left, then his right, before walking down the ramp to the ring.
"And making his way to the ring, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 234 pounds...... JACK JONESS!"
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
[Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow]
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
[Caught in the undertow,just caught in the undertow]
And every second I waste is more than I can take
While walking to the ring Jack looks at the fans to his sides. He makes sure that he walks in the middle of the ramp away from there grasp. When he reaches the end of the ramp he climbs up the stairs and into the ring. Pumped up for this match, he jumps on his feet a few times before throwing a few jabs and uppercuts in the air.
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
is be more like me, and be less like you
And I know I may end up failing too
But I know you were just like me
With someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me, and be less like you
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
[Tired of being what you want me to be]
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
[Tired of being what you want me to be]
The music dies down and Jack is pacing back and forth looking at his partner in this match, Andrew Kelly.
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2012 3:40 pm
The lights completely went out and the crowd hushed. Well, except for the one person that always has to shout "WOOOO!" at every event. A hissing sound could be heard as the following words seemed to burn into the screen of the titantron! it all ends now
scream your heart out
this is where you find your ending
welcome to a death surrending The words glowed upon the screen for several moments before simply fading back to black. Thus once again enveloping the arena in silence and darkness. The crowd started to become anxious, clearly some were still afraid of the dark! This continued on for several moments before the sound of an owl could be heard, followed by the sounds of a hammer hitting something metallic. Mitternacht!A dark blue flame suddenly ignited in the center of the stage! The flame died down, only to be followed up by small blue fires igniting along the edges of the stage and down the edges of the ramp. After several moments, another large blue flame jet up forth from the center of the stage! Only this time, someone stepped out from within it! With the flame still going strong, the person stood at the top of the ramp. Slowly the person began to walk down the center of the ramp, the light of the small blue flames just barely illuminating the person's outline. Said person walked up the steel stairs and along the apron, stopping mid way. Exactly in front of the blue flame that was still going back center stage. The little blue flames along the edges of the stage and ramp had also died down. It couldn't really be seen, but the person thrust their left arm into the air and bright, blue flames erupted from the corners! Thus revealing Claire Hawkins! The lights had returned to normal, and Claire stepped down from the corner, where she then turned about and removed her tattered cloak from her person, and then gave it to the referee. "From Salem, the Witch, CLAIRE HAAAAAAAWKINS!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 3:26 am
(I'm here. Bear with me, I'm low on sleep after working 12 hr. days, 7 days a week for the last two months. I've been losing track of days, but I'll post my intro tonight or tomorrow. Sorry for any hold-ups I've caused.)
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 4:04 pm
((Guess if it comes to it I will puppet Salem))
After her partner made his entrance, she slapped him on the back and pointed to their corner. Without a word between them, Salem nodded and stepped out onto the ring apron. Now that was settled, she turned back to the opposing team and waited for them to decide who would start off for their side.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 7:02 pm
(My bad. I totally blanked on what day it was. I swear, I'm starting to forget when I'm awake and asleep. =_=) As the crowd was left mesmerized by Claire's awe-inspiring entrance, the lights would fade to black to herald the arrival of the fourth and final member of the evening's match - a man who'd made his name household almost overnight. A self-declared savior, Salem Croft appealed to the public with his message of bringing a change to the World Wrestling Federation Guild, and his brief career in the company had been one of much interest and controversy. Perhaps it was that anticipation, that allure that captivated the audience so as they anxiously awaited Salem's arrival, smoke starting to billow across the entrance ramp.
"People...of Salem..." he said from within the darkness of the fog, his words causing the audience to spark to life.
"Let me hear it for YOUR FAVORITE SON!" he shouted, the entrance erupting in blinding light to showcase Salem's silhouette through the fog, arms and legs spread in the figure of an 'X'. His back turned to the crowd, no one could see him smirk as the fans shook the stands with their riotous screams.
Turning around with a fist-pump, Salem's bangs hung like an awning over his brown eyes, hardened like stone into a stare of absolute determination and confidence. His muscles tensed, showing off the sporty, athletic build he'd developed from many years of intense training and discipline. His forearms bulged as he flexed, causing the tape that wrapped them to strain against the pressure. Drawing the microphone to his lips, Salem's head tilted back as he let out a violent scream that threatened to shatter any fragile glass in the arena.
"YEAH!!!" he roared, the thundering kick bass of his entrance music pounding like ballistic fire. With the air-shredding guitar riffs that accompanied them, the drum beats sent the bleachers into upheaval as thousands in attendance screamed their approval. A bit more restrained than usual, perhaps firm in his confidence after having dispatched of Justin Spectacular in the ring, Jed on the microphone, and Cyrus "The Dream" Leone on Twitter, Salem started casually down the ramp, free hand in the pocket of his faded black trip pants while he talked into the microphone.
"You're damn right!" Salem shouted, staring down his two opponents who were currently in the ring. His eyes flared with intensity, fires that raged in the shadows behind his brow. "You see, I am your favorite son...because I'm the one you've chosen to redeem this place, to restore this company to its former glory!" His words were cut off briefly by the ovation of cheers that his words had evoked from the crowd, but the patrons quieted as Salem drew the microphone back to his lips.
"...And there are surely people who doubt what I say is true - Brody, I heard what you had to say earlier, and I respect it. They were stern words, but these are stern times, and I'm determined to prove to you - and anyone else who's donated to Salem's 'Change Jar' - that, if given the opportunity, I can be your next Undisputed Champion...and as champion, I'll work to make this company more competitive, more respectable, and for damn sure more prestigious with Salem Croft, 'The X Factor', the 'Charismatic Calamity', as your icon!"
As the fans cheered, Salem hung his head, stopping at the foot of the ramp.
"But because Jed, in his infinite wisdom, felt that Claire and I needed to prove ourselves in a tag-team competition, you two have spared Cyrus "The Dream" Leone an early retirement." Salem said, reaching out with the hand in his pocket to high-five fans in the aisle as he passed. "However, you have the unfortunate circumstance of being in the ring with one of the most dangerous women in wrestling...and a man who is very, very, pissed off."
Leaping directly from the floor to the apron, Salem ducked underneath the second rope and stood in the center of the ring, facing off with his opponents. Drawing the mic to his lips one last time, he left the crowd with his final statement before the match would begin.
"Karma just isn't on your side, today." he said solemnly, pulling his spare hand once again from his pocket, brandishing four shiny pennies.
"...But before I leave this ring tonight, I'll be sure to leave you each with my two cents."
Throwing his microphone down into the canvas, the object exploded in a flash of red flame as Salem threw his arms down, causing the ring posts and megatron to erupt in similar fashion as Salem backed away towards Claire, ducking behind the corner and waiting for the bell to ring.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 7:03 pm
Jack would look at Kelly, nod, then step out of the ring onto the turnbuckle.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 4:31 pm
Andrew Kelly smirked, cracking his neck and stretching out before the bell rang.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 2:49 pm
The bell had rung, the match had begun, and Claire wasn't really giving a ********! Oh wait, she was supposed to keep personal feelings aside? Well being a professional as she could possibly be, Claire stepped forward to the center of the ring and waited for kelly to make her.....erm....his move.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 10:24 pm
Andrew moved up to the witch. He laughed.
"Really? No no no" he waved the witch a way.
"shoo now, go bring in your partner." he said with a smirk.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 5:52 pm
"You really are nothing more then a child, most greenhorn's are more then willing to try and take on a hardened vet. You......all you want to do is try and not look as god awful as you undeniably are." Claire said as Andrew pretty much waved her away, though she didn't budge an inch. She had a point, and she wasn't going to comply with the demands of a fool that wasn't able to even stay in the ring 30 seconds while involved in a battle royal.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 8:43 pm
((Auto hit))
It seemed that Andrew really wasn't taking her as a threat, and he was quickly going to learn just how foolish that was. Kelly looked away from her for the briefest of moments and she lashed out in a big way! Claire lunged forward and managed to knock her in ring male counterpart down with a sudden flying clothesline! The crowd suddenly came to life as their longtime woman began to take it to the upstart that was Andrew kelly!
Needless to say, after hitting the clothesline, Claire attempted to take advantage of her surprise attack and looked to lock Kelly into a quick grounded version of her Crescent Moon Cross Armbeaker submission hold!
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 8:50 pm
Salem stood in the corner, leaning comfortably against the turnbuckle as Claire handled business in the ring. Dressed upon Salem's lips was a confident smirk, a stare of finality that said he'd seen the ending of this match before it'd even started. It wasn't dismissal of his opponents' skills - rather, Salem always felt as though he had an edge, an opportunity to come out on top, regardless of the situation. This was no different, and the tattooed terror simply stood in his partner's corner, letting out hoots and hollers while he watched Claire take Andrew back to school, throwing the book at him with her powerful clothesline before attempting the painful submission maneuver.
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