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 Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 9:35 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 9:06 am
[The man who can kick the sky] As Up In The Air by 30 Seconds to Mars starts playing, the arena becomes slightly darker and the projection of a night sky appears on the stage ramp. Oh oh oh oh oh, Whoa
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh, Whoa
Oh oh oh oh oh From there, Ryan Finn makes his way out of the curtain. He stops in front of the ramp and points to the sky with his finger. He traces a giant circle with his finger and comes back to his original position. From there, he waits a second before delivering a kick in the middle of that imaginary circle. I've been up in the air
Out of my head
Stuck in a moment of emotion I've destroyed.
Is this the end I feel.Ryan walks on the ramp, creating the illusion that he’s walking in space, which kind of fits with his nickname of “the man who can kick the sky”. Except that he was more stepping on it at that moment. [From Miami, Florida, weighting in at 203 pounds… Ryan Finn!]Up in the air, <******** up our life
All of the laws I've broken,
Loves that I've sacrificed
Is this the end?Ryan stops in front of the ring, taking his jacket off and throwing it up in the air. I'll wrap my hands around your neck
So tight with love, love As he threw his jacket, he slid inside the ring, obviously wanting to get there before his jacket even hit the ground. He runs to the side of the ring and jumps on the ropes. A thousand times I've tempted fate.
A thousand times I've played this game
A thousand times that I have said today, today, todayHe raises his finger in the air and does the same circular motion he did at the beginning. He jumps off the ropes and goes to the other side, where he does the exact same thing. From there, he goes to his corner, waiting for his first opponent… Ever. [RYAN FINN]
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 8:19 am
“Bring your lips into my kiss tonight
Like my life depends on this here roll of dice
And when their gaze is straight
We're going to sneak behind
We'll catch the cold hard truth of being a crook
Thief, rat, no good rabble-rouser
Thief, rat, no good rabble-rouser
Thief, rat, no good rabble-rouser
Thief, rat, criminal…”
The speakers that circled the arena began playing the vocal track for Foxy Shazam’s “A Dangerous Man” as the lights dimmed to a level where the crowd could barely make out the shape of a man strutting to the center of the stage. A red light powered on beneath his feet, illuminating his features in a manner that was enough to make any man’s skin crawl. The house lights were raised as the beat of the drum grew stronger to make the man known as Machiavel visible to all in attendance.
“I thought you said I never could, well I did
I did it right in front of your face
So next time just remember
Never say never
Never say never again
Hands in the air it's a robbery
You'll be lucky if you make it alive
If any of you heroes wanna speak up (speak up)
I suggest you do it now or forever hold your peace
Cause I'm a dangerous man
I'm a dangerous man
I'm a dangerous, dangerous, dangerous man”
Machiavel began strutting down the ramp toward the ring as the arena was bathed in the same crimson light that had appeared at his feet moments before. He stopped about three-fourths of the way down the ramp before turning to the crowd as he ran a hand across the stubble of his chin then spat at the crowd stretching out their arms to greet him, laughing as they recoiled and dispersed. Machiavel’s grin remained on his face as he continued to round the corner and neared to the steel steps.
“And if they ask you hold your tongue tonight
Don't tell them what I told ya
Don't tell them what I told ya
When their gaze is straight
We're going to sneak behind
We'll catch the cold hard truth of being a crook
Hands in the air it's a robbery
You'll be lucky if you make it alive
And in the end just remember, never say never, never say never again
I'm a dangerous man
I'm a dangerous, dangerous man
I'm a dangerous man
I'm a dangerous man”
Machiavel circumvented the steel steps in favor of making laps around the ring, ripping items out of the fans hands only to throw them further into the crowd or shove small children away from the barricade. All of these misdeeds were just a foretaste of what was to come once the match was well underway. Machiavel got a sick thrill out of deconstructing every mental barrier he could find just so he could use weaknesses and faults against their owners. Superiority was the name of his game and it was a game he played very well.
“I thought you said I never could, well I did
I did it right in front of your face
So next time just remember
Never say never
Never say never again
Hands in the air it's a robbery
You'll be lucky if you make it alive
If any of you heroes wanna speak up
I suggest you do it now or forever hold your peace
Reach for the sky
Reach for the sky
Reach for the sky…”
The red tint began to give way to the fluorescent house lighting as Machiavel bounced up the steel steps and made another round on the apron of the ring, gripping the top rope with one hand as he leaned toward the crowd. He eventually slipped through the ropes on the side facing the ramp and sauntered toward the center where he stopped to take his red vest off, throwing it to the floor at ringside and running a free hand through his thick, black hair as he walked in circles around the ring while he waited on his opponent.
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 11:54 am
Now here comes the moment of truth for Ryan! Is he nervous? A little bit. Is he excited? Hell yeah! So as soon as the bell rang, Ryan, in all of his sportsmanship, went to the middle of the ring and offered a handshake.
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 4:28 pm
Machiavel stared down at Ryan's outstretched hand for long enough to lull the crowd into an uncomfortable silence. The boy that stood in front of him was green; that much was painfully obvious. Perhaps others had been so polite as to follow along with his pleasantries but Machiavel was too busy to tend to anything other than business. The corners of his mouth flicked downwards in a show of distaste as Machiavel slapped the rookie's hand out of his way, eager to see his response.
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 7:13 pm
The moment between Ryan reaching for a handshake and that slap to the hand didn't last very long, but long enough so Ryan could hear a few people in front row trying to start a "this is awkward" chant. It didn't catch on, thank goodness, but it would have been deserved.
"Alright then!"
And with that said, he responded to Machiavel's refusal by going for a kick to the gut.
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 6:30 pm
Ryan's kick was well-placed, enough to disrupt Machiavel's balance and send him in reverse a couple feet. The Italian doubled over and propped an arm on his knee to give him the room to release a guttural laugh into the expanse of the arena. Machiavel took a deep breath before raising to himself to his full height and flexing his shoulders in a flagrant show of contempt for Ryan's attempt to fell his opponent.
"You underestimate me... what a mistake!"
Machiavel stormed up to his diminutive opponent and wound his arm back before attempting to bury his fist deep in Ryan's cheek in a devastating right hook.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 3:40 pm
As the punch connected with his face, Ryan stumbled backwards. He held his jaw... Yep, it was still at the right place, surprisingly. If that's how Machiavel wanted to play, Ryan was more than willing to play with him! When all was said and done, Ryan would go straight for a Dropkick.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2014 8:00 am
Machiavel felt a grin span the width of his face as he hit the mat after Ryan buried his feet deep into his torso with a dropkick he thought his opponent too spineless to supply. He winced at the ache that rang throughout his abs like a shot before daring to kip up, eager to see what he could scare this timid little mouse into doing.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 2:37 pm
As some other prominently green character would say: SMASH!
So, with that in mind, Ryan would simply try to follow with another little play of legs and go for a Leg Drop.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 8:46 am
Machiavel had come so close to kipping up that to come crashing back to the mat underneath this rookie was a disgrace. He gritted his teeth against the ache that resonated throughout his torso. The greenhorn had bested him in that moment and all he could do was remain prone on the mat and wait for him to make one mistake and give him the chance to rally.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 10:49 am
Ryan rolled away from Machiavel and got back to his feet. He would just wait for Machiavel to get back to his feet. At the same time, it would give him a few seconds to think of his next attack, which would probably be an Irish Whip to the ropes and, if successful, he would try to follow up with a Japanese Arm Drag.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 7:16 pm
Machiavel waited his fill before finally getting back to his feet. To let the seconds tick away waiting for Finn to make his move was no longer an option. Machiavel ran towards the rookie and to his surprise, Finn had anticipated his impatience, whipping him to the opposite side of the ring. He didn't spare a moment and bounced himself off the ropes to come back but there Finn waited to flip him back onto the mat from whence he came.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2014 2:12 pm
Wait... Is Machiavel able to react or something? Let's check it out! If he is, Ryan would not be surprised to see him kick out of this early cover, but that was just the old technique of pinning someone to see how much strength he had left.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2014 5:53 pm
Machiavel clenched his teeth in frustration when the rookie capitalized on his vulnerability to go for the cover, mustering his strength to throw his leg up to kick out. He grumbled as he began to struggle to swing his free arm around to collide with Finn's skull.
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