"The following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere match! Pinfalls and submissions will count anywhere through-out the arena, and there are no-disqualifications! Introducing first..."
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 9:34 pm
Ring Announcer-"Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome Jack Arson's personal ring announcer Felicia Fahrenheit!!!"
Felicia would smile as the crowd gave a loud pop for the newly hired ring announcer of the One Man Wrecking Crew. She would then raise the mic up as Jacks new entrance music tore through the arena. She would speak loudly but in a very soothing tone as she introduced the man who clearly felt that the BBW provided announcer was not good enough for him
Felicia-"The Following Contest is a Falls Count Anywhere Match where anything goes, and pinfalls count anywhere on the arena property! Introducing first.......HE WEIGHS IN TONIGHT AT A DOMINATING 320 POUNDS... FROM SIN CITY HE IS THE ONE! MAN!WRECKING! CREW!JAAAAAAACKAAAAAAAAARSON!!!!!!"
"I can't be told to compromise this They'll never doubt the body lying at my feet A most formidable reminder They will speak my name for eternity I have no need of any guidance I am a weapon, powerful beyond belief Seen through the warrior's eyes, I Never need to question, how to defeat you"
"Come on bring it Don't sing it Better believe it Broken down till your hope has died Beat down. Till the victory's mine Stand up and show me some pride And now, are you ready?"
Following his announcer finishing he would burst out from the back, holding the same sledgehammer he broke the handle on to take out The Number Three, he had also modified it a little..you know to suit him better. He would look down the ramp at the ring, where they were setting up the bars for the inferno match, and he would raise his modified sledgehammer up over his head and would yell out "GO TIME!!!" before making his way down the ramp to the ring. Jack had tremendous respect for the legend he was about to share the ring with, and knew this match would be a war, but it was a war he wanted. Arson knew that if has able to win this match in the fashion he had prepared himself to, it would shuut up a lot of people in the back about whether or not he was for real, or just another muscle bound flunkie that was eventually going to fade out. His ring announcer would follow in closely behind him, and would walk around the ring to the timekeepers area and have a seat as the O.M.W.C would slide into the ring looking out into the crowd with a smile on his face, looking down the ramp awaiting the arrival of The Dragon..
"I'm one with the warrior inside My dominance can't be denied Your entire world will turn Into a battlefield tonight As I look upon you, through the warrior's eyes now I can see the fear That will ensure my victory this time"
the lights dim slightly in the arena as the ever familiar chords of Down with the Sickness by Disturbed hits the PA.
Can you feel that?
The fans look to the entrance as all along the ramp mechanical torches are raised. The music is familiar, and the die hards in the audience that have lighters light them.
Oh wah ah ah ah!
Flames burst up on the stage and the crowd erupts in cheers as Jarel Damone steps out onto the stage and stands, looking out into the sea of fans who hadn't seen him in over a year now. He's dressed in his usual jeans and a sleeveless shirt, complete with his gloves but forgoing the usual coats or vests. The torches on the ramp shoot flames periodically in time with the beat of the music and the Dragon begins to make his way to the ring.
Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Broken your servant I kneel (Will you give in to me?) It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly changing ... in me (Will you give in to me?)
Jarel makes his way down the ramp, stopping on occasion to slap a fan's hand.
Looking at my own reflection When suddenly it changes Violently it changes Oh no, There is no turning back now You've woken up the demon ... in me
Jarel stops at the end of the ramp, looking around the ringside area and into the rafters.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Open up your hate, and let it flow into me Get up, come on get down with the sickness You mother get up Come on get down with the sickness You ******** get up Come on get down with the sickness Madness is the gift, that has been given to me
The Dragon steps up onto the apron, eyes looking up to the rafters still as the silver Dragon symbol is lowered to the ring.
I can see inside you, the sickness is rising Don't try to deny what you feel (Will you give in to me?) It seems that all that was good has died And is decaying in me (Will you give in to me?)
Stepping in over the top rope, Jarel walks to the center of the ring and watches as the symbol comes to a stop a few feet above the ring.
It seems you're having some trouble In dealing with these changes Living with these changes Oh no, the world is a scary place Now that you've woken up the demon ... in me
As the chorus hits again, Jarel turns away from the symbol towards the fans and raises his fist in his usual taunt. Flames burst up from the turnbuckle and the symbol lights up as the fans continue to cheer. The symbol rises back into the rafters as Jarel lowers his fist and the music slowly fades out.
He looks across the ring at Arson. There are any number of extreme wrestlers out there. Some say they were inspired by Jarel. Some don't. The Dragon places little value in such things. He's here for a fight. Christened the Godfather of Hardcore, Jarel is right at home in this environment. They have an entire arena in which to totally rain down the destruction. As the bell rings, it's time to go to war. There's no place for handshakes here, as the Dragon raises his fists and moves to the center of the ring.
Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 11:38 pm
Jack knew all of Jarel's pedigree when it came to hardcore wrestling, that is why he issued this challenge to begin with. So when the bell rang, Jack would waste little time, dropping to his back and sliding to the outside. Falls Count Anywhere, Jack wasn't about to spend a single minute of this match inside the confines of the squared circle. Oh no, Jack wanted this match for one reason and one reason only, and that was to fight over every square inch of the arena, and he would walk over to the ring skirt and lift in up, looking to try and find a weapon rather then pay attention to his opponent who was still inside the ring.
that was a bit of an unusual strategy to start off with against the Dragon. Jarel quickly moves across the ring and exits it on the same side of the ring as Jack. since jack was preoccupied, Jarel would attempt to catch him with a clubbing shot to the back right as he pulled out whichever weapon he was going for
Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 7:42 pm
Jack...actually was thinking the Dragon would try something more risky then that, and wasn't looking for anything but what he got was a hard shot to the back which caused him to stagger forward. Jack would hold his back and would try to move around the corner to get away from Jarel's assault.
Jarel moves after Arson, not bothering to search for a weapon. He is a weapon. Everything else is just a toy. Sometimes a fun toy to use to make someone bleed, but not necessary just yet. attempting to catch up with Jack, he would throw a quick right jab towards his face. If it seems like the Dragon is starting off cautiously, it's because he is
Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 5:21 pm
Arson would see that Jarel was following him and would scramble, trying to use his speed to get away from The Dragon as he ran in a circle around the outside of the ring.
Jarel certainly isn't going to waste his energy running after anyone, even if odds are that he could catch him. No, he's going to walk after him, watching his opponent's moves.
Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 12:58 pm
Well that's...a little anti-climatic. Arson would slow down as he came back over to the announce table and would walk over to the timekeepers area, reaching for a steel folding chair looking to fold it up and turn to see how close the Dragon was to where he was standing.
Jarel had moved after Arson at a fairly normal place. as he reachers the timekeeper's area, he finally speeds up. As Arson turns, he would attempt to spear him into the announcer's table.
Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:09 pm
(auto hit)
Jarel, though only a few pound bigger, has enough momentum to catch his younger foe and spears him right through the announcer's table as his opening move. The crowd rises to their feet in cheers as the table is clearly demolished by the weight of the two massive men. the announcer's barely get out of the way and that landing probably hurt like hell. No matter. Jarel is going to go for the early pin anyway
Whens the last time the opening offense in a match consisted in property damage? If this is a sign of what to come then these two men might just tear this arena to shreds. But for right now, Jack is laid out on the ground motionless as the table is shattered everywhere.
Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 6:31 pm
(I am king of autohits and jarel went for a pin there)
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