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P R O J E C T Jinx Captain
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 Posted: Wed May 08, 2013 2:51 pm
Main Event:
Singles Match
(PWS Championship)
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 10:42 pm
The fans sat in wait for the main event of the evening to begin, which seemed to be taking forever to get started. Without any signs of his arrival, Matt Shanahan walked out from the backstage area; there was no entrance music, no flashy pyrotechnics, not even an announcement. He simply walked onto the stage with his hooded cloak hiding his face, and a microphone in his hand. "There's some things that need to be addressed before this 'contest' begins tonight," Matt announced through the microphone as he walked down the ramp, staring into the ring as he had an opponent in it.
"You see, since the first match I had in this company, it became rather clear that PWS merely stands of Piece of Wanton s**t. They crowned three equally pathetic men champion, only because the referees in this goddamn industry couldn't decide on a true winner. You wanna know who the true winner was? ********, that's who," The Black Star paused his rant to climb into the ring, already getting a chorus of boos from the public.
"And a lot of you might be thinking that 'Hey, it makes great storyline! Three men holding a championship will prove to be climatic!' Let me just say that if you're one of those people, you are the cancer of this business and I curse your entire bloodline. This isn't a ******** soap opera or a sitcom; this is a business. All PWS has shown me in the past few cards is that the management here sucks, the majority of the talent wouldn't even make decent fish food, and every single one of the so called 'champions' don't even deserve to shine my boots," Shanahan snarled before turning his head to look up the ramp, as it to address the back. The jeers of the crowd was almost overbearing, but he paid no heed.
"And no, I'm not going to say that I can redeem this place by winning the 'crown jewel', if you can call it that. This place is far beyond redeemable, especially when you got the Three Stooges bonking each other the head just to decide who will defend it. The only promise you people will get from me -when- I win the title tonight, is that this promotion will at least be watchable. Or, I'll burn it and give the remains to management, I haven't decided which yet." The Black Star dropped the microphone and kicked it out of the ring, ending his impromptu promo rather quickly. With one hand, he ripped his hooded cloak off and tossed it to the outside, letting his red bangs hang in front of his face. He moved to his corner, crouching down while he waited for his opponent.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 12:22 am
"Entering in at five foot, eleven.. two hundred fifty seven pounds!
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GUY! 'THE FOX'! CANCER!"Alex Clare - Too Close, begins to play.The stage remains empty. You know I'm not one to break promises,
I don't want to hurt you but I need to breathe.
At the end of it all, you're still my best friend,Now, a person emerges.. and it's the PWS Champion, Guy 'The Fox' Cancer!  But there's something inside that I need to release.
Which way is right, which way is wrong,
How do I say that I need to move on?
You know we're heading separate ways.The fans go wild! The Fox is sullen. With a microphone in hand. And it feels like I am just too close to love you,
There's nothing I can really say.
I can't lie no more, I can't hide no more,
Got to be true to myself.Standing his ground, Guy looks right to left.. Unswayed by cheers, adoration even.. He kept his grim glare, the frown stayed down. Cancer's eyes full of focus. And it feels like I am just too close to love you,
So I'll be on my way.On cue to the lyrics, Guy starts his way down the aisle. Cancer unstraps his belt, throwing it over his shoulder, letting it rest there.. As his thoughts ran over Shanahan's harsh words that carried truth and cruel arrogance. You've given me more than I can return,
Yet there's oh so much that you deserve.
There's nothing to say, nothing to do.
I've nothing to give,
I must live without you.
You know we're heading separate ways.And it feels like I am just too close to love you,
There's nothing I can really say.
I can't lie no more, I can't hide no more,
Got to be true to myself.Reaching ringside, Cancer rolls into the ring. Stopping for a moment on single knee, before standing.. He eyed Matt. Mulling over his words carefully. Then, with his free hand on knee, he pushed himself up to both feet. Music fades away, as he raised the speak stick, and ran his mouth."I don't care what you think this place is really called and I don't care -about- this place!
What I do care.. is that I am champion and the other two know I'm the best of them!"
Stepping up a foot away from this self-proclaimed God of Punks..
"... My respect for you wanes, as you go about disrespecting me.. and whining.
Whining about how you should be holding this.."
Guy grabs the side of his gold and lifts it slightly off the shoulder.
"Crown Jewel."
Taking another step forward. Now toe-to-toe with his much larger opponent.
"I -hate- being here.
I -hate- these, people."
His eyes darted to the fans that surrounded the ring.
The crowd jeered in kind.
And Guy set his glare back up into God of Punks.
"I -hate- you.
You, who thinks you're the true winner.
If that was true, you'd be in the mix of this.
Don't think I don't agree with you over the referees decision.
Because, I do.. but.."
Cancer answering his own question.
Then taking a step back to the previous distance.
"I am the Champion!
I come out last!
Where are the other two, supposed Champions?!
Not. Here."
A quick dart of his tongue, wetting his lips..
"Perhaps.. perhaps I should just lay down.. let you take this scrap of leather.."
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:45 am
Jed was not shown backstage as he watched on from behind the curtain. Jed was peeping through the curtain watching to see what Fox was going to do. Hed Jed and Lauri trusted Fox to do the right thing and not be a shark, but what he just proposed would be going against everything that they stood for. Could and would Fox really lay on his back as a another man lays on top of him for a count of three?
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:24 pm
The Black Star stared down at The Fox as he spoke, and all he heard was complete and total nonsense. What was this guy thinking?! All Matt did in response was stare at Guy with a bored expression, waiting for the man to make a decision. The bell rang in the background to signal the beginning of the match, and yet both men were just standing here!
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 10:09 pm
What was Guy Cancer thinking? Who knows?
Just what was this guy thinking? He did have a history mental breakdowns..
The bell rang and Guy whipped his microphone out of the ring and handed off the belt.
Then true to his offer.. Guy Cancer dropped to the canvas, sprawled out for the pinfall!!
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 10:12 pm
Shanahan stared down at Fox as the man dropped down to the mat. Was he... Really doing this?! Matt's face was covered in skepticism, but he saw no harm in going for the pin... Or at least trying. Slowly dropping down to a knee, The Black Star put his weight on top of one of the champions and gave the referee a wave, signalling for him to begin the count!
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 3:20 am
Jed watched from backstage wondering if the fox was about to out fox The Animal Kingdom. Jed was looking on wondering what Fox was going to do. Jed was hoping Guy Cancer wasn't going to just lay there...
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 4:30 pm
Meanwhile as all of this was unfolding some were probably wondering where was the third member of this animal kingdom the Lone Wolf?
He was backstage close by, arms crossed watching this from a monitor his face barely visible underneath the wolf's pelt he wore.
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 11:39 pm
Shanahan may not have seen any harm, but looks are deceiving..
Just as Matt hovered down, Guy swung his arms up to grasp at the sides of Matt's head!
Cancer had him where he wanted him in his little trap..
Going for a series of skull bashing headbutts!
Some of which may hurt himself just as bad as he was sending out to this dark legend.
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 12:07 pm
Matt was just lowering himself down for the pin, until Fox suddenly grabbed onto his head and began to deliver a series of rough headbutts to his skull! One of Matt's own maneuvers was being used against him! Fueled by an immediate spark of rage, The Black Star sent his fists flailing downward, hoping to hit whatever he could on Guy Cancer to break out of this hold!
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 2:16 pm
Jed punched the curtain mirroring The Fox's movements. Jed let out a small "Yay!" when Guy turned out not to be a shark.
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 12:03 am
The Black Star had Guy seeing stars, but no matter the opposition..
Guy Cancer did not release and continued to blindly bash his head against Matt's!
Cancer had a point to prove and damned if he would give in at his opponents first try!
Shanahan would need to learn that he wasn't to be spoken lightly of.
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 12:41 pm
This hurt. A lot. Having someone bash their head against yours wasn't exactly something to be taken lightly; in fact, it was usually an action done out of desperation.
The Black Star knew desperation, and he proved it as he continued to flail about, this time incorporating his legs. Why? He was hoping that eventually, he'd hit Cancer right in his jewels!
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 12:16 am
Desperation. Maybe. A crazy tactic. More likely.
Feeling the knee shots, Cancer could tell that Matt was the one getting a step closer to desperation.
Their struggle carried for seconds longer.. until Black Star sent stars of pain!
The shot to his rubies, left Fox releasing his captive The Punk God.
And grasping his crotch. Rolling to his side, he yelled for disqualification!
"AAAAAAAHHH!! Ah! Ah! Ngghh!
Foul! Foul! Foul! Foul! Foul! Foul! Foul!
DQ! DQ! Hit my bawls! He knee me!
Do somin' bou' it!"
Shanahan has lost for sure.
It's sad that the match was over so soon..
But did the referee catch sight of that low move?
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