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 Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 2:06 pm
returning to the St. Charles Family Arena, the show opens up with the boss already in the ring. A table is set up and four clipboards are lined up on the table. Drako stands in the ring with a mic.
"This Sunday, we saw some changes made in the yard at Blaze of Glory. To be exact, every single championship changed hands at our biggest show of the year. The Umbras lost the DHW tag team titles, Cartwright lost the Honor title, Trent lost the Inter-Blaze title, and Zarel lost the Heavyweight title. That's pretty ground breaking. But, there's more. I had four matches put on to determine our next contenders for each of those titles, but as a bit of fun for everyone, I didn't tell anyone the title shot they were competing for. Four people, Shadow, Janelle Damone, Bryan Bain, and Omen, have won title shots. It's now time for each of them to learn which title they have earned a shot at. So, without further ado. Let's have all four of these performers come on out and sign the contracts declaring them the number one contenders for the titles."
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2014 7:18 pm
The crowd has been hearing of a new face known under the alias "Omen" but what was he like? What would this man bring to the table and would it be good enough? These questions would be answered in a few moments as the crowd growing in eagerness, making a more tense atmosphere. Suddenly, it would be like it all changed once the song "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails hit the PA system.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The music would continue as a howl would accompany the vocals and the beat. The crowd looked down at the ramp and stage which began to be overflowed with fog, the crowd getting eerie waiting for the appearance of the unknown man.
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
The chorus was about to begin as small parts of tattered clothing could be seen coming from outside the thick fog. The crowd tried to adjust their heads enough to see the man, but they would see him soon anyways as the man would walk outside the fog, with his hand grasping a stick in support of walking down the ring and in the opposite hand, a mirror ball.
Slowly the man began to take a few more steps and all his clothing would be shown, and what seemed to be a mask of sorts on his head. It looked like a burlap sack with holes cut out near the eyes so the man could see. Upon further inspection, the man's eyes were completely bloodshot.
"From Parts Unknown, weighing in tonight at 264 pounds, Omen!"
The announcer would do his job and announce the strange man's stats. Something seemed off about "Omen". Just by the way he walked and appeared was unsettling, imagine him speaking and wrestling. This man however has a pretty dark background, so him inside the squared circle will indeed be an experience.
Omen made his way down to ringside within a minute or so. He would look over the arena, surveying all sides of it for unknown reasons. This man was the personification of creepy if there ever was one. Omen definitely stood out among many other wrestlers. He would continue to slowly walk towards the stairs, where he would throw the stick inside the ring, and his mirror ball, beginning to climb up the stairs slowly, as if he needed to slowly move up the stairs, otherwise his legs would give out. However, that was just a ruse from the man.
Omen would than enter the ring, by going over the top rope, showing his size and height by doing that. The crowd would be in their thoughts, trying to decide whether to cheer or boo the man, but it would end up in a stalemate as Omen has made his appearance to hear what the boss had to say and give.
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2014 2:41 am
Hollywood Undead - Been to HellSuddenly the crowd erupted into a chorus of boos as Bryan Bain's music hit the PA. Their disdain for the cocky superstar grew even more since his impressive victory at Blaze of Glory against Claire Hawkins. Casually walking out from the back Bryan once again greeted the audience with his Hollywood worthy smile. With each hand gripping an end of the towel that was draped around his neck, he stood at the top of the ramp, letting his elbows hang limp as he stared into the ring and then scanned the crowd with a smug look. Soaking in the heavy down pour of boos, Bryan then began to descend the ramp, approaching the ring. Heading for the steps, Bryan had to nearly leap backwards as a fan almost touched him. After giving the young lad a verbal warning, Bryan ascended the steps, and took a few steps across the apron, letting one hand slide across the top rope. Making a fist with his other hand even with the towel in it, Bryan raised it the sky with a energetic and cocky smile. He then wiped his feet before stepping through the ropes and into the ring. Making his way past Shadow, Oman, and Drako. Bryan headed for the opposite side of the ring where he would request a mic from one of the stagehands. After a moment Bryan was handed a mic and he would turn to the three in the ring. Looking to Drako Bryan cocky and camera friendly would fade as it would take on a more serious expression. After a few moments the crowd had quieted down allow Bryan some solace to speak."Alright Boss lets cut to the chase. Announce me as the next number one contender for the DHW Heavyweight Championship.. Cause we all know. WE ALL KNOW. That I'm the only one out of this bunch that deserves it the most." The crowd once again erupted into a chorus of boos for the arrogant superstar."I'll give you a couple reasons why... Shadow... He is a has been. He was great but his time is over. The only reason he even won his match cause he was wrestling an even bigger has been in Hiro." Pausing the crowd let Bryan have it even more as he tore into the Legend."And Oman... He's 6 foot 5 inches of never was. He's a NOBODY.. You can't trust this company on the shoulders of some creeper." The crowd continued to rumble and roar in disapproval of Bryan mean spirited words."As for Janelle... Well I think her absence speaks for itself.." A cheap shot from Bryan drew out another chorus of boos."Which brings me to myself... In case you didn't know... MY NAME... IS BRYAN.. BAIN! I'm the biggest thing you got! The first day I got here. Nuke Fusion quit! The only reason The Chosen was considered a threat was cause they had me at their disposal." Pausing for a moment to let those statement sink in, Bryan continued as he would then gesture of to Shadow and Oman, through he would also be addressing the absent Janelle."Unlike Shadow.. I am not old and washed up. I'm not a has been, I'm a still has... Unlike Oman.. I am not some rookie with a lucky streak. I'm not some rookie weirdo on a lucky streak. And unlike Janelle, I AM reliable!" After tearing into his three peers once again, Bryan was once again showered with a wave of boos from the crowd."So go ahead... Go ahead and say it! adies and Gentleman! I give to you... Your NEW number one contender for the DHW Heavyweight Championship! And his name! Is Bryan Bain!" Bryan now spoke with a stern and powerful voice, not shouting but still louder then his normal voice. As he spoke he stepped in closer to Drako intimidating intentions.
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2014 7:59 am
What If hits the PA and the lights dim. Blue, purple, and pink lights begin to flash in time with the opening chords. As the guitar riff kicks up and the lyrics hit, Janelle Damone steps out from behind the curtain to an eruption of cheers. The female Damone is dressed in black lowriders and a matching tank top, with an outline of her own face etched into it in pink, a new shirt for her, and her hair cut down to shoulder length. The form fitting outfit is a far cry from her earlier baggier clothes, a distinctly more feminine look What if.. every guy I saw
What if.. sitting down at the bar
What if.. I told him to give me a call
What if.. what if, what if, what if
What if.. every guy in the place
What if.. was all up in my face
What if.. what would you say
What if.. what if, what if, what ifas the first verse hits, Janelle moves across the stage, looking out into the sea of fans filling the arena, moving to the music, then across to the other side of the stage "Making her way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, Janelle Damone!" I hate a jealous man, one who doesn't understand
That I'm attractive so of course men wanna take my hand
And lead me off round the corner maybe to their place
But when they speak you get mad, jumping all up in my facenow in standing at the head of the ramp, she rocks to the particular high point in the song and purple pyro shoots off on the stage behind her. But on the other hand when women come and speak to you
You kiss and hug them like it's something that you let me do
You're only jealous cause you know the ish you put me through
I might turn right around and do that ish right back to youJanelle dashes down the ramp and slides into the ring, rising up a kneel, then getting to her feet. Moving to the ropes, she stands on the bottom rope and points out into the crowd. A burst of purple pyro comes from the turnbuckles and she steps down as the music dies out, then takes up a mic. "Sorry I'm late, boys, but it just seemed like a good idea to save the best for last here. But I couldn't help overhearing that someone here has gotten a bit too cocky. Get a few wins and all of a sudden you're DHW Heavyweight title material. I mean, sure, beating Claire one on one is impressive and all, but lets face it, I beat your Chosen partner all through a locker room. And that guy Omen there beat another of your partners on the hot streets of Vegas. Oh yeah, and Shadow beat Hiro. So, how about before I elect to kick your teeth down your throat, we see who the boss has named the number one contenders for which title." the crowd certainly likes the bravado of the veteran female Damone, and as they're cheering the boss raises his mic to speak. Drako: "Now, now, lady and gentleman, we're going to try to have one of those peaceful signings that exist only in myth. The fact is, you all made history last night. You have proven yourselves worthy of contendership for a title. We're going to settle the questions right here and right now." Drako picks up the first contract and hands it to Janelle. "Sister mine, you're in a certain class and you're the only one that fits. The DHW Honor title shot goes to you." The boss picks up the second contract and hands it to Omen. "Big man, it's impressive to come in and get a victory over the likes of Angel. So you've earned the right to be Pantera's first challenger." Finally, he picks up the last two contracts. "In my hands I hold the last two contracts. One of these is the DHW Heavyweight championship match, and in one is the tag title match. But the question is, which of you two, Bryan Bain or Shadow, gets which shot.We haven't heard from Shadow here, and everytime he speaks, people listen one way or another. What's your take? The boss holds one contract in each hand, not yet handing either man one yet
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 12:03 am
Usually, Shadow would have painted a colorful picture of insults on the blank canvas that Brian had made for him. However, having digested two of this man's speeches, he was quite fed up with the younger wrestler and decided to keep it short and sweet. Stepping to the other side of Drako, Shadow stood opposed to Brian with a mic in hand.
"Brian, if there's one thing you're reliable at, it's being an unremarkable piece of s**t."
Amongst the cheers that were for Shadow, strangely, an audience member in the front could be heard shouting, "Shots fired!" before Shadow had more to say.
"I put on clinics while you, Mr. Still Has, no done Hooked On Phonics good," the last bit emphasized with a mocking voice.
After letting that bite sting, Shadow raised the mic one more time.
"Oh, and if you somehow manage to find a partner for those tag team titles, be sure to thank them for carrying your talentless a** through the match."
With that, Shadow took a few steps back and waited for Drako to make the announcement, the crowd on Shadow's side since the first time he stepped into the ring.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 5:15 pm
Drako can't help but laugh a bit at Shadow. He's nothing if not honest and direct. But now the boss has a difficult decision to make.
"So, the question has to be on both of your minds, who gets what? Will I side with Bryan Bain, who has never been a top champion in a company but most certainly has the ability, the drive, and the aggression? Or will I side with Shadow, a decorated multiple time world champion and multiple time tag team champion? The fact is, both earned a title shot. You won on our biggest stage. But one of you has to go for the tag team titles, and one gets the heavyweight title shot. Now, I have to admit, I had a clear idea on this before I brought you out here. But perhaps I should change my mind. Who would be the greater first test for new champion, Knight?"
Drako looks back and forth between Bain and Shadow.
"You're both veterans of a sort. One's younger than the other. Both have deadly skills. Let's face it, there isn't a man around that Shadow has been in the ring with that he hasn't beaten at least once. Bain has been a rather dominant member of the Chosen. Shadow is one man, Bain has the Chosen behind him. Oh wait, that sounds just a bit unfair, doesn't it? The question becomes, who actually has potential partners? The state of the Chosen is not truly confirmed right now. Shadow has several previous partners but who can he bring back, or who can he forge a new team with."
so the boss is drawing this out a bit. The fans are waiting to hear who gets the title shot.
"Time to give the shots out. Shadow..."
Drako extends one contract to him.
"The heavyweight title shot goes to you. Which gives Bain the tag title shot. Now, if there's a problem with being given a title shot here, you're free to work it out among yourselves. You can even do so right here and right now and the last man standing gets his chosen title shot. That would be your preference, gentlemen. My job here is done."
After leaving the last contract for Bain, Drako exits the ring
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 7:12 pm
The crowd begins to chant:
BRYAN BAIN! BRYAN BAIN! BRYAN BAIN!
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2014 12:19 am
Bryan takes the contract, a grimace smears his face as he stares at the clipboard. He looks back to Drako, and then Shadow. Surprisingly Bryan hadn't charged Drako for obvisous reasons. Instead he allowed the Boss to leave the ring uneventfully. Which left the Blaze of Glory winners in the ring. However Bryan was only focused on one. The man that received the contract he believed he rightfully deserved, Shadow. For a few seconds Bryan stared at his clipboard, before casually tossing it aside. He then took a step towards Shadow, raising the mic to his mouth.
"You heard the man, if WE got a problem, then we're free to work it out amongst ourselves.. Well... I got a problem.. So right don't you back up your talk and we WORK this out..?"
Bryan said getting into the season vet's face.
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 3:35 pm
Shadow was nearly nose to nose with Bryan as hype was building up for a clash. After a beat, Shadow smiled.
"Alright."
Dropping the mic, Shadow aimed a kick to Bryan's midsection and would follow up by smacking his clipboard over the back of Bryan's head!
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 3:24 pm
Bryan wasn't really expecting Shadow to attack, though in hindsight he should've. before he knew it he was nailed in the stomach with the kick, through instinct and logic kicked in. Knowing he was probably the most hated person in the ring, he had to make a quick escape. After Shadow whack Bryan over the back his head with the clipboard he scrambled out of the ring, quickly bolting through the ropes and landing on the outside. The crowd erupted into a chorus of boos as Bryan walk the outside of the ring. He slapped at the apron. He was furious over the whole situation. Getting punk'd out by Shadow, Drako passing him over with the DHW Heavyweight Championship, and sticking him with the Tag Title contract. A title he didn't even want anymore, not after the years of faulty partners. No he was done with that. He wanted the World title, and his anger and frustration really wouldn't be satiated until he got it. Backing up the ramp to a wave of jeers, boos, and insults from the crowd. Bryan screamed at Drako and Shadow in the ring.
"This isn't over! I DESERVE BETTER!"
It almost seemed as though he was fuming at the mouth as he checked the back his head for any damage from the clipboard.
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