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 Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 8:55 am
The lights in the arena flashed blue and red. The familiar tune of Na Na Na by My Chemical Romance began to play as Boxer stepped out from behind the minitron.
Listen up!
The future is bulletproof
The aftermath is secondary!
It’s time to do it now and do it loud.
Killjoys, Make some noise! Before the song really began it was cut off by two loud blasts of white noise and Wicked Wonderland by Rev Theory began to play. The blue lights turned off and the red ones darkened to a bloody crimson color. let’s start the show (yeah, yeah)
You’re gonna lose control (yeah, yeah)
Don’t wanna give it up (yeah, yeah)
Come out and play now
Come out and play
In my wicked wonderland.Boxer stood on the stage, basking in the sanguine light. He was wearing a black hoodie that was pulled over his head, covering his messy dyed dark green hair and his piercing eyes. He was wearing a suit over it for some reason though. The only thing visible was his devilish smirk. He was hunched forward slightly which helped obstruct his face from the camera even more. The fog rolled in around his feet and down the ramp as Boxer twisted his body upwards and then leaned far back to where he looked like he might fall over. The demon snapped himself back upright, his hood falling back on his neck revealing the bandages from his concussion a few weeks prior.  Start a riot without a hesitation
It’s all a manic of per man implication
Last call if you wanna be a rock star
Yeah, I wanna be your match maker
Yeah, you know it’s only human nature
 Boxer had a microphone in one of his hands and a chain in the other, he made his way to the ring quickly and slid under the bottom rope. His music cut itself off. Boxer stepped into the ring as his music stopped. " Tonight I want to do something different. You're all tired of hearing me talk and I'm tired of repeating myself so I'm going to let someone else come out here and talk. So if anyone would like to be interviewed by the next WWFG champion please come out here. I don't have all night." Boxer set up his folding chair and sat in the center of the ring and sat down, looking rather uncomfortable in the suit.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 9:32 am
As Boxer sat in the ring awaiting someone or anyone to come out and amuse him, the crowd sat quietly and patiently for someone to appear. Suddenly however, the quiet wait would then explode into roars and jeers. From out under the ring came the Bird of Prey, with a steel chair in hand. Quickly he slid into the ring behind Boxer and got to his feet. Cocking the chair back Talon went to swing with all his might into the back of the skull of the previously concussed Boxer Anarchy. Not looking to give The Demon a chance to defend himself.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 4:45 pm
Boxer knew damn well that Talon would try to ruin his segment, so when he heard the roar of the crowd, the demon had plenty of time to roll off the chair and out of the ring; microphone in hand. Talon chair smacked hard against the one already in the ring, making them both vibrate in a, more then likely, stinging way. "Talon! You are not going to ruin this like you ruined Wrestlemania! You know if you hit someone who isn't medically cleared to compete that not only can you be suspended, but I can sue you till I own your name. YOU LOST! It's over; now get out of my ring, I'm already sick of you." Boxer glared at Talon, he was here to host a show, not be attacked by some jobber with a god complex.
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 1:48 pm
The chairs banging together echoed through the arena, as steel slammed against steel, sending the now unoccupied chair across the ring. After missing his target Talon through his chair into the canvas in frustration. He began to pace around the ring as the crowd went nuts for the confrontation. As he stomped around Talon signaled for a mic, in which a stagehand threw one to him from ringside, much like Stone Cold and he's Steve-wiesers. Once he caught the mic Talon wasted no time to raise to his mouth to speak. "Boxer if you think for one second I'm gonna leave this ring, then your mistaken! When I said this isn't over, I meant it!" The crowd popped loud for the conformation that this feud was still going. He paused as he stopped pacing the ring and was now solely focused on Boxer. "Now you can go ahead and walk to the back and sulk, or go b***h on twitter that I didn't allow this little 'Show' of yours to go on but... That would only cement what I've known about you all along.. That you're all talk... Yeah you can talk a big game about how bad you can be, but when you finally meet someone badder then you, someone that can be just as conniving and vicious as you, you turn tail and run. You go hide behind medical problems, and computer screens. Tell me remind you something Boxer at WrestleMania I was viciously attack by Hiro with a chair, the medical staff said they wanted to call it there, but I said NO... Cause I'm NOT A COWARD!" Talon paused as the crowd was loving the heat. "So what's it gonna be Boxer... You gonna run? OR are you GONNA FIGHT?" Talon lowered the mic waiting for some kind of response from The Demon.
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 11:03 pm
Boxer stared at Talon. "I don't care what you think. I am done with you Robin. Now you will get out of that ring and leave or not only will I have security drag you out but I will sue you until I own you." Boxer grabbed the bottom rope to pull himself up and saw Talon take a step towards him. He let go and took several steps back. "You can't touch me Talon, if you do I promise you won't work here anymore. NOW GET OUT OF MY RING!" The crowd actually cheered Boxer, they were sick of FG's version of Sin Cara ruining their show.
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 11:50 pm
The crowd went silent as a windy sound would come through the PA system, it was like a stormy breeze was coming until Subconscious started booming and the guitar's first chords played... The guitar rift started playing as it started speeding up, the music, reached the peak, Andrew was seen nowhere as lights waved around the entrance ramp until the crowd started roaring as Andrew came from out of nowhere through the middle of the fans, his attire consisted of a yellow trim biker's jacket, toxic green contorned pants and the boots to match, he walked towards the barricade and jumped through it with an handstand as he glanced to the Bird of Prey after sliding inside of the ring. But he seemed to have something on his mind as he was now with two choices in hand: 1) Attack the Bird of Prey or 2) Aid the Bird attack a seemingly injured man which honestly was not going to happen, so Andrew moved towards Talon but not to attack but to hold him back as he attempted to put the other in a Holding Full Nelson. ''Don't you want to get his hands on him in a more appropriate time, show him that you are worth your name, Talon? Well, this is not the time neither it is the place, so hold it back.''
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 2:05 am
"His name isn't worth the socks I'm wearing." Boxer glared unamused. His segment had already been ruined and he wasn't in any mood to put up with people's bullshit unless they were going to make it worth his time.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 9:31 am
Talon watched as Boxer made his way back towards the ring and began to climb the apron. The Bird of Prey stomped forward, causing The Demon to leave the apron, taking a few steps back. As he did, a smug smirk appeared across Talon's face. Listening to Boxer repeat himself Talon gestured for him to get into the ring. However as he stood there waiting for Boxer to oblige him, a pair of arms came out from behind him and wrapped his arms up. Who was it? Surely whoever it was, was not aware of the Talon's recent state of mind. He was not someone to trifle with, let alone sneak up on. As soon as he was locked into the the full nelson and the superstar was done talking, Talon went to bring his leg back and right up the middle of the newcomer's legs looking to nail him with a cheap shot. If successful Talon would reach around, and try to swing the superstar around where he would go for his new finisher, Head Trauma. ~Evenflow DDT~
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 10:20 am
Andrew was caught with that Cheap Shot right on the middle, he was only trying to stop the other from doing anything useless and he gets that nice ''Thank You'' but it seemed that Talon was not done as he grabbed Andrew's head after the rebound, on the highest peak, Andrew rolled to the side like a military man with a lot of anger on his face but he leaned back on the corner after that desperate roll, breathing in and out deeply to recover and waver off that pain.
''Aren't you a really nice lad, Talon? I should thank you properly, here I thought that I'd save you from getting your a** kicked out of the business. I grew up watching titans like you on the TV and it would be a shame to the fans for you to go like that even if you do seem to have an Hero complex nowadays. You made your choice by striking me, I may be a good guy but if you strike at me...You'll get twofold back!''
After Andrew said that, he breathed in once and punched the turnbuckle protection with his might before he moved right towards Talon, step by step, his right shoulder wavering to it's according side, his expression was not even recognizable from his initial self as he felt a sudden burst of adrenaline burst through his body, suddenly, Andrew went for a take-down by grabbing the male's legs after a quick sprint from half distance and if that worked, Andrew would release his Warrior side from it's cage and punch down on Talon's face, now his actions were partial, favoring Boxer. First shot, gets a barrage right after that shot which may be deemed the last.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 11:56 am
Boxer would climb up onto the apron and blow a kiss at Talon. "Looks like you made a friend Talon, so I think I'm gonna take my leave." Boxer leaned over the ropes, ready to get out of there at a moments notice.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 5:29 pm
Despite the rookie nostalgic claims, Talon was not in the mood to deal with someone meddling in his business. He watched as Andrew angrily attacked the turnbuckle before turning his attention back to the Bird of Prey. The veteran read Andrew's body and as he charged forward took a few steps back. As soon as the Subconscious Warrior was close enough, Talon would side step the superstar, place his hand on the back of the young man's head and look to guide him out of the ring through the ropes.
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 5:28 am
Andrew was guided out of the ring as he went to the outside and glanced to Talon and then at Boxer, something seemed to be on his mind for the while as he did not know what to do, Talon the Veteran read his moves, Boxer was injured, Andrew's inner self was simply gnawing at him to attack the cocky Boxer, he still had the other's words on his head about Talon which he did not appreciate hearing and he then glanced to Talon for a bit with his ebony black eyes.
''Should I take out the trash?''
That question was to ask if he should take down Boxer, he had nothing much to risk and surely nothing would stop him from just taking Boxer out of there like a sack of potatoes, as long he did not exert violence on the guy. Ah screw the rules, there might be a sue later but it should be worth it to stake the claim as a Rookie.
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