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 Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 8:34 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..."
Weather: Light Snow.
Wind: 5 mph.
Temperature: 3 degrees Fahrenheit.
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 10:23 pm
The crowd outside in the parking lot watched on getting ready for the contest with the following Sanguine superstars who advanced. All of a sudden on the PA. Two Steps from Hell's "Heart of Courage played"   The fans would look at the entrance way, where it appeared superstars were making their entrances. Listening to the theme of Trent as they would express there opinions which mainly would be boo's, although from certain parts of the arena would be cheers or boo's for the other competitor he would be facing that had yet to make their appearance. Trent would come out with a smirk on his face, the fans would be on there feet expecting a great match whether they liked or disliked the man making his entrance at this time, seeing as he had made history various times as well as, participated in great matches. Trent would walk around the most open area and begin to wander around it, eventually he made his way back to the middle as he turned his back and would raise both arms in the styling that looked like a cross, as pyrotechnics and confetti spewed out from both left and right sides of the area. Trent would stay in that position for a few seconds as he progressively lower his hands as the pyrotechnics would stop as the crowd would love it, seeing as it was a parking lot entrance. Trent would than take a stroll down the ramp that was made for the superstars, being touched by the fans in the bleachers
Announcer: Introducing at this time, from St Paul Minnesota, weighing at 216 Pounds, TRENT!
Trent kept a straight face as he stopped, not even midway of the ramp as he would look around the arena at the screaming fans. Trent would be wearing the usual look. He wore a robe down. Almost everything being blocked except for the black goth pants, and some boots. He looked at the crowd, for the first time ever. With a smile on his face, what is on his mind?
Trent once again continued walking. He made a left turn and got on the stairs climb on step by step, and walked on the apron. Trent would turn around and look at the crowd behind him, looking at the fan signs and the people booing and cheering at his presence. Trent kept that smile, as Trent turned around and jumped on top of the turnbuckle. Trent would look around and see the thousands in attendance seeing them mainly booing at him. Trent however, was loving the response to the feedback he had been receiving from the people in attendance. Trent looking as confident as ever, entering the match here tonight.
Trent jumped off the turnbuckle but kept his robe on as he had forgotten how cold placed could be. However, he would request and receive a microphone as the crowd would be silent, mainly focused on the cold weather that they usually received. "Well, what a sight to see. How are you doing CANADA!" Trent said getting a cheap pop, this was unusual but Trent digressed and explained in depth why he seemed in a good mood.
"Tonight, is my first pay-per-view match up, and I get to fight for my fellow Canadians, seeing as I was born in this same town of Winnipeg, but was raised in Minnesota." The crowd cheered until the mentioning of their brother in the country of America. "I am used to the cold, but I am not sure if the others are." Trent said with a cheap grin on his face
After a moment of silence as the crowd was liking Trent for the first time in his career. Trent brought the microphone closer to his lips. "I have never lost a match yet, I never got pinned for the one-two-three, and tonight will be the same as I will perform for every one of you. And I will win, for every, one, of you."
Trent saying with momentary pauses in between the last few words. The crowd would begin to chant for the man surprisingly. Trent would than get rid of the microphone and begin to take his robe off and wait for his opponents as the cold temperatures began to take effect to his upper abdomen already.
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2014 2:41 am
BAMwent off a row of cannon-fire like pyro as Overture 1812 played over the loudspeakers. In came the explosive superstar Boom from the smoke left behind. Boom beat his chest and raised his arms enthusiastically as the crowd cheered. making his way to the ring from Death Valley, The Man Called... BOOM! Boom slapped his gas mask covered head repeatedly as he roared and hollered. He ran over to the ring steps and moved up them, launching himself over the top rope and climbing the corner. He slapped his chest, chanting "BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM..." as the crowd chanted with him. It seemed Boom was completely unaffected by the cold.
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2014 1:00 pm
It was quiet in the arena with the site of four cannons on the entrance stage as the slow opening of Black Aggression as Captain John Hayes walked out onto the entrance ramp with a cutlass in one hand and a bottle of rum in the other hand. John looks back and forth on the stage before taking a swing of rum as the music begins to pick up. John Hayes then holds the cutlass up behind him and right as it gets to the rock part of the song he swings the cutlass forward as the cannons unleash a loud boom from firing causing many fans to cover there ears. "Introducing first from the Seven Seas standing at 6ft weighing in at 212ilbs he is Captain John Hayes!" John Hayes then takes another swing of rum before walking down to ringside as the crowd cheers for him with some still trying to recover from the loud noise of the cannons. John walks around the ring towards where the announcer tables are putting the cutlass and bottle of rum on the announcer table motioning to the commentators not to touch it before turning around and sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. Captain then stands up in the ring before removing his coat and climbing up onto one of the turnbuckles before throwing his hat into the crowd for a lucky fan to catch. He then jumps down as the music dies down waiting for whatever scurvy dog comes out to face him.
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Posted: Thu Feb 20, 2014 9:22 pm
"Three hundred and -twenty- pounds! Stands six foot eleven!"
"....."
"ARDOMIS!!"Young Men Dead - The Black Angels creeps out from the PAWhat's this?! The new appearance of Ardomis was astounding!
A complete makeover! He looked like a different man!
He even walked different. No longer a stiff upper back with heavy steps.
Ardomis now made a smooth pace, body edged forward, eager for war.A shower of purple and white fireworks sprinkled down behind Ardomis as he hit the ramp.
Where was his new cornerman, Blair Othmann Caspar? Who know? Perhaps this was all Ardomis.
There was a small gust of cheers for this appealing image of Ardomis..
Small.. as fans were well aware of Ardomis's heel role and do not foresee this changing.
As Ardomis gave no notice to them.
Approaching the ring he makes a sudden halt and gazed widely in a dangerous glare!
A glare that ticked from one competitor to the next..
Boom. -tick- Hayes. -tick- Trent.
It was damn creepy.
Another sudden movement. Ardomis pulled a 90 degree turn on his heel!
Same pace toward the steel steps and up it, freezing as frozen as the ropes, location turnbuckle.
His stare bore into Boom's gas lens. The eyes did not break away, when entering under the top rope.
He did not remove his cloak. Likely to keep his body heat from quickly escaping, while others do..
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 11:06 pm
Boom looked at all of his opponents, slapping his chest as he was ready.
ding ding ding
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 5:48 am
As the bell rang, Trent took two paces outside of his corner. That the only action thus far as he began to stand and stare at his fellow competitors tonight. Knowing he has something to prove tonight for the fans from Canada and seeing as he has won despite the odds in BBW's Sanguine tournament. As the action was about to boil over
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 4:14 pm
Captain Hayes looked around the ring at his three opponents as the cold was starting to get to him a little bit. Hayes took a small step forward slipping a bit just trying to get use to how hard it would be to move around in an icy ring. Hayes didn't want to be the first to make a move considering the size of the other two competitors.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 9:45 pm
The bell rang, starting the match.. and Ardomis eyes broke away from his fixation on Boom, snapping down, intently upon Trent! Making the first move and an impressive show of how agile Ardomis is, as he nearly soared over the head of Trent! Taking three fast steps and a leap for a Jumping Clothesline right to TRENT!
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 9:54 pm
Trent was surprised by the fact he was the first target, but he wasn't completely taken by surprise as his eyes were on all of his enemies and a sudden rush like that was not the smartest decision as Trent would attempt to roll under the arm of Ardomis. Making his way back to a vertical base Trent would look at Ardomis and wait for him to turn around as he slowly approached him.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 11:34 pm
having taken the long cold stare as a challenge, much like an animal, Boom charged towards his largest opponent, Ardomis, with a shoulder tackle from his size with explosive power.
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Posted: Tue Feb 25, 2014 9:50 pm
A double miss and a sign of caution to other competitors, as Ardomis made a fortunate charge to Trent, that saved him from Boom's Shoulder Tackle, and he himself failed to land his airborne assault! What would've been a simple roll up to his feet, went into a half roll and slide right out of the slick ring! Ardomis's back hit the floor and turning to his side, he needed a moment steady his shaken body.
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Posted: Tue Feb 25, 2014 11:27 pm
Boom had missed his charge on ardomis, stumbling a bit as he hit the ropes. He thought he timed it right but no. Well, this was awkward.
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Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 5:25 am
Trent looked at the now downed Ardomis which missed his airborne clotheslines which caused him to be in this position. Trent wasn't scared of a larger man as he would begin sending stomps onto the leg of Ardomis. In variations he would lift the leg and stomp it back down as he was making a target
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Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 8:54 pm
Now Trent was OUTSIDE of the ring with Ardomis.
((Just have to make you aware, as you made no notice that you left the ring.))
As Ardomis received abuse from the hard stomp to his leg, it was like a button, and pressing it sent Ardomis sitting up instantly! Another stomp and Ardomis slapped a hand to Trent's throat! From there he would pull his opponent forward, throwing him into the, skin sticking, steel steps!
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