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 Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 10:19 am
[The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...]
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 12:41 pm
Scum of the Earth - Murder SongFilthy black soul, sluts with pus filled sores..
The God, The gun, No vasoline.
You dirty pig I'm cumming inside you.
The pain, The fear, The flash, The scream..
You dirty whores I'll murder all of you!
Murders Murders Murders Murder Suicide!! "Introducing first... From Battle Creek, Michigan. Weighing in at 256 pounds! The Monstermind! JOHNNY! ROTTEN!!!"As the lights flash on and off with a green hue to the beat of the music. Two columns of smoke shoot out from each side of the stage, each reaching a solid 40 feet into the air causing a layer of smoke to engulfed the stage floor, as well as the ramp. Soon enough Johnny steps out from the back, a billow smoke pouring out along with him. Descending the ramp Johnny approaches the ring, and takes a few steps forward as he finishes his approach to the ring by charging towards the apron. Sliding into the squared circle Johnny pushes himself to his feet, and climbs the closest turnbuckle. He stands on the middle ropes as he bends over the steel post for a few moments. Slowly he straightens out his body and with a stern look, scans the crowd. After a few moments Johnny leaps from the turnbuckle and walks over to the one of the corners farthest from the ramp. He stands there as he awaits his opponent.
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 4:26 pm
Here's the weight of the world on my shoulders...The music paused for a moment then wheel of fireworks went off around the titantron followed by a huge explosion. Caught out alone, and I’m tryin' to be free.
Caught up in things that are inside of me.
Lookin' for something that I cannot see.
Losing my faith but I’m tryin' to believe.
THE WORLD IS AFTER ME!Fans throughout the FFA arena jumped to their feet in cheers as the last reigning FFA world champion's theme erupted over the PA system. The titantron doors finally swung open and the man stepped out to reveal himself. "From Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 225 pounds, Cyrus THE DREAM Everblaze!"Cyrus glanced out at the cheering fans, The Dream was finally home once again. He took a few steps forward, and stood there, bathing in the cheers of his beloved FFA fans. The Dream finally stepped off the stage and started down the ramp. He crossed between barricades, giving the fans high fives, handshakes, and posing for a few pictures, slowly making his way down to where his opponent waited for him. When he finally made it to the ring, he leaped onto the apron with an impressive jump. Cyrus paced along the ropes for a moment before finally slipping into the ring. He suddenly paused as he caught the gaze of his opponent, Johnny Rotten. The Dream smirked and took a few steps forward as his music started to die down.THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD IS AF-TER.. MEEEEE!!!With the music finally died all that was left was the cheering from the fans. Cyrus stepped to the center of the ring and looked out to Johnny. The Dream held his fist out, offering to tap fists with Rotten before the match. "Hey, one more time, huh?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 11:25 am
Johnny would meet Cyrus in the center of the ring, a arrogant smile smeared across his face. Johnny would oblige Cyrus, and bump knuckles with him. However After bumping knuckles, Johnny took a step back, a look of disgust now on his face. He began to take deep breaths through his nose, like he could smell the faint aroma of something nasty. Still holding his fist he cautiously brought it close, taking a sniff. Instantly his head shot back, and to the side. He held his fist out and shook it in the air like he got something fowl on it. "Phew!" Johnny said as he got back to his corner, waiting for the sound of the bell. Waving his hand in front of his face, like he was waving away the horrid smell, the bell sounded. *Ding! Ding! Ding!*With the sound of the bell, Johnny took a few steps forward, returning to the center of the ring, hopefully Cyrus would meet him there with a classic elbow collar tie up.
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 12:56 pm
What a surprise, after all this time and Johnny was still an a*****e. Who would have guessed? Well he'd be smelling nothing when The Dream decides to break his nose. When the bell rang, Cyrus extended his hands and raised his arms before quickly stepping into the tie up. The Dream would quickly try to rush Johnny's right side, attempting the hammerlock.
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 12:44 pm
Cyrus managed to successfully apply the hammerlock. However the crafty veteran knew a simple way out of it and turn the tables at the same time. Johnny would take a side step, and lean towards his opponent, looking to spin under Cyrus' arm and return the favor with a hammerlock of his own. Only Johnny would try and spice it up and fish hook The Dream's mouth, looking to give him a Glasgow smile.
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 12:09 pm
Johnny Rotten quickly turned the tables when he skillfully reversed the hammerlock and put The Dream into a hammerlock of his own, the fish hook was an unexpected addition. Cyrus slowly reached back with his free hand, trying to fight through the pain. He would hook his arm around Johnny's head and kick his leg back try to lift johnny up to send him over The Dream's shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 1:20 pm
Johnny couldn't help but cackle at Cyrus' expense, as he yanked back on the fish hook. As Johnny played the moment to the crowd with dark humored expressions, he hadn't realized Cyrus' reaching back. Before he knew it he was going head over heels, over Cyrus' back and shoulder. Johnny landed on his tail bone with a thud. Sitting up and arching his back Johnny rubbed at the small of his back to ease the pain that was shooting up it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 3:48 am
And just like that the tables were turned with Johnny at Cyrus' mercy. With Rotten on the ground, The Dream jumped looking to hit his opponent with a low dropkick to the back.
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 12:42 pm
The kick connected with Johnny's spine, causing him to arch his back and pain. Falling to his side from his seated position.
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 10:34 am
Johnny then began to scurry for the ropes. The moment he was close enough he grabbed them, he yanked himself forward in fast and made a quick exit for the ring. Landing on his feet on the outside, Johnny began to circle the ring, the back of one of hands against the small of his back as he looked to catch his breath and refocus himself.
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 12:48 pm
Cyrus watched as Johnny Rotten exited the ring. Getting back to his feet he noticed his opponent now circling the ring, the heck was he doing. The Dream suddenly dashed at the set of ropes closest to Johnny and jumped up onto the middle rope, attempting a springboard senton.
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 1:49 pm
Now Johnny thought Cyrus was stupid, but not that stupid. Did he not learn anything from their last encounter? Surely Cyrus couldn't believe Johnny was in enough pain to attempt a move that early? It was too early in the match, and Johnny was still in the mood to win at all cost and that means pulling out all the tricks, like playing possum. Which Johnny sold perfectly for Cyrus to fall victim to it.
Watching Cyrus leap from the ropes, Johnny quickened his step. Getting to the side of Johnny raised his hands at Cyrus as he fell, looking to try and guide him into something more then just the floor.
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 2:51 pm
Well that sucks! Cyrus soars from the ring towards Johnny Rotten, only to have his target slip out of the way. With Johnny's guidance, The Dream crashes into the bottom the crowd barricade. Cyrus is now positioned with his shoulders and back hitting the floor and his legs sticking up along the barricade.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 8:48 am
Johnny would take this opportunity and capitalize on his hurt opponent. He took a few step back before charging forward, looking to punt Cyrus in the ribs.
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