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 Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 9:26 pm
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first..."
Weather: Humid, cloudy.
Wind: 5 mph.
Temperature: 73 degrees Fahrenheit.
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 10:16 pm
The open area dimmed the lights around the ring and the entrance of the titantron, the crowd fell silent with anticipation as they awaited the combatants. A loud cracking of lightning and thunder hit through the system the lights began to flicker while a large hammer appeared along the titantron. Lightning bolts began flashing left and right of the hammer as a loud drum began to bang furiously. As the drums banged the titantron formed letters and soon the name of the debuting man, lightning helped form the lettering as the name spelled out.  As the name spelled out the sound continued to flow out into the open area. "Twlight of the Thunder God""There comes Fenris' twin
His jaws are open wide
The serpent rises from the waves
Jormungandr twists and turns
Mighty in his wrath
The eyes are full of primal hate"As the lyrics were screamed into the arena the large man appeared, a long blue fur coat wrapped against his figure, long golden locks flowed down his shoulders and along his back as he stood at the end of the ramp, the drums still banging and the voice still screaming. As he walked slowly towards the top of the ramp, within his hand a cut off sledgehamer was held within his right hand. It was larger than normal and wrapped in a black and grey cloth. Standing along the top of the ramp as the hook from the song began to play his right arm lift up slowly holding the hammer up above his head. "Thor! Odin's son
Protector of mankind
Ride to meet your fate
Your destiny awaits
Thor! Hlödyn's son
Protector of mankind
Ride to meet your fate
Ragnarök awaits"Stepping down from the top of the ramp the man just moved fairly quickly his long stride brought him down to the ring looking to each side he stared back at the people they screamed while others booed at him looking back up to the ropes the man just dropped the hammer down at the edge of the ring, kicking it under the ring apron. Reaching up with both hands he gripped the top rope and pulled himself up to the side apron. His long hair still flowed behind him as he pushed down the top rope and over stepped the top with one long leg and then the other. Walking to the middle of the ring he turned facing the crowd, once again raising his right hand up and forming a fist as the music began to fade out, the mighty drums still beating.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 2:31 am
The lights dim around the arena, until it is in pitch-blackness. A muffled sound - unclear as to what it truly is - begins to play, with blurred flashes appearing on the titantron. People. Wrestlers? It was unclear, but they cut fast, many different blurred faces showing. It then cut to black, becoming silent, before gold writing appears on the titantron...  The Future Is Bright
The Future... Is MeThe Edge of Paradise suddenly bursts out into the arena, announcing the arrival of the next superstar more boldly than golden writing ever could. Lights began to shine all over the arena, golden in colour, with a single spotlight lingering over the stage. It would not be waiting long, however, as Legacy made his way out on to the stage. Staff in hand, with the Saint's Dojo coat of arms draped over his shoulder, he stood proudly, head held high, looking across the audience. "Making his debut, weighing in at 300lbs... LEGACY!"As the announcer finished his introduction, Legacy raised his staff into the air. As he did, lightning struck behind him, followed by an eruption of white fireworks. He held his staff high, his head slowly turning towards the ring, his eyes transfixed into a sinister glare. With intent to hurt, Legacy began his march to the ring, his stare unmoving, his will unflinching. An indomitable, yet violent spirit emanating from him. Once he reached the ring, he forcefully pulled himself up on to the apron, using the middle rope as a pulley to help him there. He stood for a moment, eyes transfixed on the opponent. As he stood there, he began to raise his staff to his side, holding it adjacent to his body. He didn't hold it there long; after a brief moment, he released it from his grasp, letting it drop to the ground outside the ring. As soon as it hit the floor, he swiftly and aggressively entered the ring through the middle rope, stepping forward confrontationally, ready to fight!
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 6:47 am
Standing along the other side of the ring Eric just stared as the wind began to pick up a little bit, his long golden locks just blew back as they flowed along his back. Eric's large form was just a bit taller than that of his opponent while he sized him up, waiting for the bell all the while his hands curling around his wrist making sure that each wrapped hand wasn't loose. Still waiting his body began to lean back resting against the turnbuckle while both arms ran along the ring ropes just waiting. It didn't take long for the bell to sound after wards. 'DING DING DING' As soon as the ring bell sounded Eric pulled himself with the ropes walking towards the middle of the ring as if looking for a showdown between the both of them.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 10:30 am
Legacy, filled with confidence and hate, was not about to back away from his opponent. Sure, Eric was taller, but not by enough to intimidate the unyielding presence of this new superstar, and in Legacy's mind, at least, he was the strongest man on the roster, and was not about to back down from this unknown. He took some solemn steps towards the centre of the ring, looking his opponent in the eye. He tilted his head back, maintaining eye contact, as he took a deep breath in through his nose - his actions and posture gave him an aura of a calm insanity, a rage waiting to be unleashed. Taking one more step forward - now as close to Eric as he could conceivably get - he exhaled, his teeth beginning to grit. He stood still, unmoved by the wind. He began to shake his head, ever so slightly, as he began to speak. " You have an aura of the past about you, Viking... Word of warning? Beware the future. It will hurt you if you get in the way."
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2014 6:37 am
Before Eric had time to react to what was said, Legacy geared back, aiming a hard right hand to the head of his opponent! He obviously intended to cut this face-off short, so as to get to the violent meat of the match!
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 9:30 am
Extremist-Saint-Joey Sorry I wasn't online, I fractured my ankle.
Eric didn't really care what the other man had to say, either way though before he could react the man's hand came across connecting right across the front of his head and face. Knocking him back but not off of his feet Eric stumbled back into the ropes but as he did his body pushed back. Having been hit first angered Eric and his body lunged forward his right arm extending out, the two big men would collide in the middle of the ring once more, this time Eric coming back off the first attack.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2014 11:57 am
Metal Trsu Ouch man. You okay? Hope it heals quick! After his right hand connected, Legacy saw Eric fall back, a semi-tactical retreat to the ropes. He knew a single punch could not put down a man of Eric's impressive build, and was prepared for his return; when his right arm, extended and strong, collided with Legacy's chest, he was stood steady, his chest puffed, bracing for the impact. When the blow came it was almost enough to shake the building - strong as Eric was - but it did not down Legacy. The force caused his to stumble back several steps, almost as far as the ropes, losing any potential for an offensive stance. Hoping that Eric would not notice, and with the intent to intimidate him into this error, Legacy took a blundering step forward, slamming his foot down as he roared, tensing every muscle in his upper body, but for now, in this most physical game of chess, Eric had the center of the board.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 8:18 pm
[The winner of this contest via pinfall is LEGACY.]
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